Black Cock Initiation - For my lovely wife

12/26/2005

"Oh my God! Give it to me, hard!" Amy pushed her
buttocks back into my thrusting penis. She loved it doggy
style. I pumped into her as hard as I could. I felt her shaking
as she climaxed.
<br>
"Ohhhhhh! Oh, Mark, I loooove it just like that!"
It had been a big orgasm. Something must have really set
her off. My wife cums easily, but this had been a whopper.
<br>
I withdrew and turned Amy on her side. She was still breathing
hard. I got between her legs and slid my penis back into her
juicy cunt.
<br>
"Honey, that was lovely! How do you want to cum?"
she asked.
<br>
"Just like this, I think. Sweetie, what turned you
on so much? One of your fantasies?"
<br>
"Yes." She blushed.
<br>
"Which one?"
<br>
"It was the one about you watching me with a big black
man. I told you about it once."
<br>
"I remember. I liked it a lot. Tell me again all about
it." I slowly pushed my cock in and out.
<br>
"You know. A black man with a big cock takes me from
behind with you watching him do it."
<br>
"Tell me more, honey, and make me cum."
<br>
"Well, he's very tall and has a huge cock, all
thick and long and he makes me kneel in front of him and pushes
my legs apart. Then he slides his cock into me and fucks me
hard."
<br>
"Is that all?" I felt myself about to lose control.
<br>
"He fucks me until I cum and cum and calls me his little
white slut." She giggled.
<br>
"Oh baby, I'd love to watch that!" I grunted
as I spurted into her love nest. She smiled as she felt the
warm semen flood inside her. We kissed.
<br>
"It's only a fantasy, Mark. You know that."
<br>
Indeed, I did. I'd never really thought she would do
anything like that. Nor did I think I'd have the gumption
to go through with it if she did.
<br>
Over the next few days I couldn't get Amy's fantasy
out of my mind. Somehow it seemed to fit her. She'd always
been a bit submissive during sex. She loved to have me take
control and do her hard, sometimes with a little light spanking
to spice it up. She liked to get on her knees and take it from
behind. The main thing that got me thinking, though, was
that it was her fantasy in the first place. Something about
it really turned her on.
<br>
I also knew that Amy was very conservative in other respects.
She dressed like a Talbot's catalogue–very properly.
She had a great figure for her thirty-five years: five feet
five, 120 pounds, and beautiful firm B cup tits, sensitive
to the touch. While she loved sex, she wouldn't do anything
really nasty or daring. Only in her fantasies did she let
go of her inhibitions.
<br>
Our ten years of married life had been happy. The only thing
missing was the racing heartbeat and sizzle we'd had
our first years together. So it wasn't strange now
that her fantasy about a black man quickened my pulse.
<br>
In the following days I thought a lot about trying to find
a black lover for her. I looked on the internet and was turned
off by what I found. The men advertising sounded fake, or
rude, or unsuitable for one reason or other, not to mention
the health risks. I decided to forget about that avenue.
<br>
A couple of weeks later I was working out in our local health
club when I noticed a tall black man shooting baskets on
the court inside the running track. I'd not seen him
before; he caught my attention by the graceful skill with
which he made his shots, nearly all of which swished the
basket. I wondered if he'd ever played pro.
<br>
I found out soon enough when he walked over to the machines
I was working on.
<br>
"Hi, I'm Jerome and new here. Are these machines
any good?"
<br>
"Hi, I'm Mark. Yeah, I think they're OK.
At least they have never given me any trouble."
<br>
"I'll give them a try. How long have you lived
here?"
<br>
"Almost ten years. I moved here with my wife after
we got married and we both found work in the city."
<br>
"I've just moved here from LA. My business has
expanded and I decided to relocate. I run a sporting goods
business."
<br>
"You look like you once played pro basketball."
<br>
"Thanks." He smiled. "As a matter of fact
I did play for the Lakers a couple of years. Then I quit to
go to business school and ended up making more money on my
own. Basketball got me though college and for that I'm
grateful."
<br>
"Are you married?"
<br>
"Not at the moment. I like my freedom too much."
<br>
We continued to chat about the community. He was very confident,
yet friendly and easy to talk to. A few days later I saw him
again at the gym and we renewed our acquaintance. After
my workout, I encountered him in the locker room exiting
the shower.
<br>
The first thing I noticed, aside from his well-muscled
6'6'' body, was his cock. It hung down between
his legs like a thick hose. Though not erect at all, it wasn't
shrunken like most men's tools when they're down.
It hung in a gentle curve from his body, seemingly half way
to his knees, with a very large pinkish head.
<br>
"Hi Mark." He smiled nonchalantly. "Did
you have a good workout?"
<br>
He must have noticed that I had been staring at him. I regained
what composure I could and answered as best I could about
my workout. When we both had dressed and about to leave he
approached me.
<br>
"Hey Mark, care for a drink somewhere?"
<br>
"Sure. I know a place just around the corner."
<br>
We sat at a booth and ordered beers. I wondered what was on
his mind. We talked as usual for a half hour and then ordered
more beers. As I listened to him I kept seeing his huge penis
in my mind. I couldn't help wondering what it would
be like watching going into my wife.
<br>
"Are you and Amy happy together?" Startled
by his question, I recovered from my thoughts. He almost
seemed to know what I had been thinking.
<br>
"Sure. Why do you ask?"
<br>
"No reason, really. I've known quite a few couples,
some happy, some less so."
<br>
"Couples like us?"
<br>
"Yeah. A lot of my friends have been white. I meet them
in my business and through my friends.
<br>
"Do you like to be with couples?" I found myself
asking.
<br>
"Very much. You see I find I can bond with married white
people and that they appreciate me."
<br>
I gulped. "You mean you can, er… bond with their wives,
too?"
<br>
"Don't be surprised when I tell you that there
are an amazing number of white couples who find a black male
friend to be a nice addition to their social life. They usually
don't advertise their connections with a black man,
but you can be sure many of them try it out and a lot of them
have a really good time." He grinned at me. "I
mean a lot of couples are like that, Mark. Maybe you and Amy,
too."
<br>
"How many have you known like that?"
<br>
"In LA I was with nine couples over ten years or so.
Some of them for quite some time, others for a few weeks or
months."
<br>
"Wow. Did you, uh, have sex with them?"
<br>
"Of course. I fucked the wives while the husbands
watched or joined in."
<br>
Now it was out. I felt terrifically excited, and a bit nervous.
<br>
"What do you like about being with white couples,
the sex?"
<br>
"Sure. But not only that. I like taking charge of a
woman and watching her enjoy my strong body and confidence.
And I particularly like having the husband there to watch
how she enjoys it. The wives usually like that, too."
<br>
"Geez."
<br>
"Have you ever wanted to see a black man fuck your wife,
Mark?"
<br>
"Well, to tell you the truth, I've fantasized
about it, yes. And so has Amy. Actually it's her favorite
fantasy. But it's only a fantasy."
<br>
"It can become a reality. Very easily."
<br>
"I don't think Amy would do it. Not Amy. She's
too conservative."
<br>
"From what you tell me, she is just the type who would
love it. Is she a bit submissive when she enjoys sex?"
<br>
"Well, yes. She is. But only when she's having
sex."
<br>
"That's typical. Tell you what, Mark. Let me
meet her with you and see how it goes. I have a sixth sense
about what the ladies want. I won't try anything. Just
to see what kind of woman she is. How about it?
<br>
"I'm not sure. I mean, I guess it would OK if you
don't try anything." Wow! I'd said it. I
was really interested in pursuing it.
<br>
"The best thing is to take it real slow, at first. We
can meet anywhere. The gym or some other place you're
both comfortable. You need to be there all the time so she
feels secure. We'll socialize and be friends for a
while. Then we can meet a second time and maybe even a third
before you invite me to your place and we see what happens."
<br>
"All right. What if it doesn't work?"
<br>
"It may not, but it usually does when the husband is
willing and the wife is the kind of lady you say Amy is."
<br>
We agreed to "run into" each other the next weekend
at the gym. Amy would be there and I would introduce her to
Jerome. It turned out to be easier than I thought. Jerome
was so outgoing and natural that Amy accepted him as our
friend right at the start. I could sense how she felt at ease
with him. We had drinks together that afternoon. A week
later we met him for dinner. A few days later we met again
for lunch. Each time Amy seemed even more relaxed. Of course
I knew that she still had no idea what we planned.
<br>
"You seem to like Jerome, honey. Do you think he's
nice?"
<br>
"Oh yes. He's very attentive and intelligent.
And good looking!"
<br>
"He certainly works out a lot. He still looks 25 even
if he's just our age, I think."
<br>
"Yes, he looks younger than he is. But he acts his age.
He's quite mature."
<br>
"Would you like to ask him over to dinner next weekend?
I know he would like that. He told me he enjoyed being friends
with couples like us in LA."
<br>
She looked at me a moment; there was no trace of suspicion
though.
<br>
"I'm sure he had many friends. Yes, let's
ask him."
<br>
I met Jerome the next day and we talked it over.
<br>
"Relax and leave this to me, Mark. If I sense she's
interested, I'll make a move. Believe me, that type
of woman likes a take-charge man. If she's attracted,
she'll respond."
<br>
"OK. Let's see how it goes."
<br>
As it happened, the dinner was a big success. Amy dressed
in a blue dress with nice heels, typically fashionably
conservative. All three of us had a good deal of wine, and
the conversation was lively. Jerome told basketball stories
and even more about LA society, which he evidently knew
quite a lot about. It was after eight when we moved to the
living room. I could see that Amy was having a good time.
<br>
"As I was telling you, people in LA will try almost
anything. A good looking black man can have a lot of fun there
between the starlets and the more adventuresome couples."
<br>
"Couples? Oh, you mean you got intimate with couples
there?" Amy asked.
<br>
"It's not unusual for LA. Maybe because of the
porno industry there. Everyone is curious about black
men. You know, whether they're as big as everyone thinks."
We all chuckled. The wine was getting to us.
<br>
"Are they as big as people think?" I asked. I
was following the script Jerome had worked out.
<br>
"Some are. Some aren't. You never know until
you take a look."
<br>
Amy giggled. I swallowed and got out my next line.
<br>
"Are you?"
<br>
Amy giggled again.
<br>
"You have to take a look. It's the only way to know
for sure."
<br>
"You want to find out, honey?" I asked Amy. "It's
not every day we get a chance to personally research this
interesting question."
<br>
She looked at us inquiringly with her bright blue eyes,
too stunned to say anything.
<br>
"I'll tell you what. I'll give you a look
and you be the judge." Jerome began unzipping his
pants. Not knowing what to say, Amy giggled again. The wine
had its effect.
<br>
In a moment Jerome slipped out of his pants. He stood before
us and slowly pulled down his shorts over the bulge in front.
When he got them below his knees, his long black hose sprang
free and bobbed a couple of feet in front of us. It looked
much bigger close up.
<br>
"What do you say? Does it meet your expectations?"
<br>
"It certainly does!" I exclaimed. "What
do you say, honey?"
<br>
"Magnificent." She couldn't take her
eyes off it.
<br>
"If the lady would like to touch it, she's more
than welcome." He spoke with a quiet authority which
Amy found compelling.
<br>
She looked up at Jerome's towering figure and lifted
her fingers to the giant penis hanging before her. She ran
her fingers along the shaft and then grasped it in her hand.

<br>
"Stroke it for me, honey. That way you can see how big
it can get."
<br>
She did as he asked. I watched his prick swell in her hand
until it was standing straight out from his loins. It looked
to be at least nine or ten inches.
<br>
"It'll get a lot harder if you lick it, baby."
<br>
Amy looked at me for a moment. She must have been satisfied
by what she saw in my eyes because she lifted his cock head
to her mouth and began to lick it. I'll say this about
my wife. She's is one hell of a cocksucker. And she knew
just what to do. Rubbing the shaft and sucking the head,
she soon had it pointing upwards in a strong erection. Jerome
looked like a Nubian king as he stood in front of my wife,
his prick lodged in her lips.
<br>
I just stared at them. The size of his penis was overwhelming
in my wife's tender mouth. Talented as she was at cocksucking,
Amy could only get the head in. She made up for it by stroking
the shaft and tickling his fat, thick balls with her other
hand. He was in no hurry. He took her head in his hands and
fucked her mouth for what must have been ten minutes. With
a grunt of satisfaction, he pulled it out.
<br>
Fully extended, it was at least ten inches. Even more impressive
was the girth, which had swelled up enormously. I could
now see why Amy couldn't take much of it in her mouth.
With some alarm, I wondered whether she could take it in
her cunt.
<br>
"Now what do you say? Is this your idea of a black cock?"
<br>
"Yes, " said my wife.
<br>
"You like them big, don't you, Amy?"
<br>
"Yes."
<br>
"Take off your dress like a good girl and let's'
see how much you like this one."
<br>
She did as he bid. The dress came off, and then the bra and
panties. He picked her up like a doll and carried her to the
bedroom. Laying her back on the edge of the bed, he opened
her legs and ran his fingers over her pussy.
<br>
"Nice and wet, I see. Glad to see you're ready
for me, honey."
<br>
He looked over at me and smiled. "Mark, why don't
you get your prick out so you can enjoy this too."
<br>
I did as he suggested. My cock felt rock hard in my hand. I
watched Jerome position his fat cockhead at the opening
of my wife's cunt. He opened the lips a bit with his hand
and then pushed into the opening a couple of inches. I felt
I was about to ejaculate, but somehow held back. He pulled
it out and inserted it a couple of more times before pushing
hard until his balls slapped up against Amy's asshole.
I got on my knees to look closer. It was all the way in.
<br>
"Do you like that, sweetie?"
<br>
"Oh yes!"
<br>
For the next ten minutes I watched Jerome fuck my wife with
long, fast strokes. She became very excited, breathing
fast and uttering little moans of pleasure. His fucking
gradually became harder until she clenched him in a spasm
of pleasure. I watched her trembling orgasm, my stiff boner
in my hand. I knew this wasn't the end.
<br>
Jerome pulled it out slowly. His black cock glistened with
dew from her vagina.
<br>
"How do you like it best, honey?"
<br>
Amy moved into the middle of the bed and got up on her knees.
She bent down and presented her pretty white bottom to him.
Jerome got up behind her and slid his cock into her pussy
doggie style. She moaned as it hit bottom, then wiggled
her ass on his tool. She looked around at me and gave me a bawdy
look.
<br>
This time he fucked her hard. It was uncanny how he seemed
to know just what she wanted. He rammed his cock in and out,
with full big strokes. She began to cum, yelping with pleasure.
He didn't stop. He kept pounding it to her, very hard.
<br>
"Is that what you want, baby?"
<br>
"Yes. Do it, please! Fuck me hard!"
<br>
She hit another climax. The next one had her gasping for
breath. His rhythm quickened. They came together in a crescendo
of fucking, his balls slapping up against her thighs. I
shot a load into my left palm, the semen dripping from my
hand as I watched Jerome slowly pull it out of her hole. As
he did so, a grey-white liquid flooded out of her and ran
down her thighs. She didn't seem to mind.
<br>
A half hour later we had dressed and Amy prepared coffee.
I'd rarely seen her so serene. It was as if she had always
wanted it be like this.
<br>
She went to the kitchen for a moment. Jerome looked at me
contentedly.
<br>
"Happy, Mark?"
<br>
"Yes. I think she loved it."
<br>
"Did you?"
<br>
"Yes. I did."
<br>
Before leaving, Jerome took Amy in his arms and gave her
a long deep kiss. She kissed him back."
<br>
"Are you OK, sweetie?" I asked after he had gone.
<br>
"Yes."
<br>
"Did you have a good time?"
<br>
"I loved it, Mark. He's so...wonderful and overpowering.
Did you have a good time too?"
<br>
"Yes, honey. It was very exciting. I'm glad we
fulfilled your fantasy."
<br>
A few days later Amy came home with several shopping bags,
not from Talbot's.
<br>
"Been shopping, honey?"
<br>
"Yes, just a few things I'd like to wear."
<br>
The next evening I returned from work to find Jerome lounging
in the living room, half naked. Before I could say a word,
Amy came out of the bedroom and stood in the doorway. I couldn't
believe my eyes.
<br>
She was wearing a tight shelf black bra, which forced her
tits up high and close together. Black satin thong panties
caressed her crotch. She was half a foot taller than usual,
standing on glass looking platform 7" high heels.
Her hair was dolled up like she was going to a fancy party.
She wore a lot of rosy makeup and bright red lipstick. I couldn't
help thinking that she looked like a .
<br>
"Hi, honey, " she said. "Jerome and I
are about to have a drink. Would you like one too?"
<br>
She strutted over to the bar and poured three glasses of
wine. Her butt wiggled as she balanced herself on the high
heels. She handed me my glass, then sidled up to Jerome.
They sipped their drinks for a while, looking into each
other's eyes.
<br>
I didn't know what to say. I hadn't expected this.
I wasn't sure I liked the idea of my wife taking up with
Jerome like this. Since I had started it, I couldn't
just tell them to stop. I pondered this while they fondled
each other, Amy giggling as Jerome fingered her panties.
<br>
It wasn't long before he had them off. He bent her over
the arm of a chair and pulled down his pants. His fat prick
emerged half erect. He rubbed it a little while and then
pushed it into Amy's waiting cunthole.
<br>
"Take off your pants, Mark, and enjoy yourself."
<br>
I didn't know what else to do, so I did as he asked. My
penis was throbbing in my hand.
<br>
"Yes, fuck me just like that! I want that big black
cock up my cunt! Do it hard!"
<br>
He gave her what she wanted. Her moaning told me she loved
it. He plowed into her with powerful strokes. She moaned
louder and louder.
<br>
"Oh my God, fuck me!" I watched her orgasm with
awe. Jerome kept right on going. He grabbed her blonde hair
and pulled her head back. As he plunged his rod in and out
he slapped her bottom with his left hand.
<br>
I was shocked. This was more than I bargained for. I wasn't
sure this was what I wanted at all.
<br>
"Do you like that, slut?" Jerome commanded.
<br>
"Ohhhh. It's sooooo good. Don't stop."
<br>
"I like a hot girlie like you. White sluts are the best!"
<br>
Another climax swept though Amy's body. She moaned
with pleasure. This time Jerome pulled out his gleaming
penis and turned to me.
<br>
"Do you have any lube, Mark?
<br>
"What?"
<br>
"You know, some nice slippery lube for your wife's
cute ass."
<br>
Amy had never agreed to anal sex before. I was sure she wouldn't
want this. I hesitated a moment. As I looked at his long black
penis poised before her asshole I felt a surge of desire
in my loins. I went to get the lube.
<br>
"Lube her up, Mark, " he said, pointing to her
rosebud. I squeezed the tube and rubbed it around the orifice.

<br>
"Good, now put some on my cock."
<br>
Shocked, I did as he asked, spreading a big glob of it over
his cockhead. It felt like a thick piece of meat.
<br>
"That's right. Now, Mark, insert it for me, slowly."
<br>
I couldn't believe what he was asking. Amy just waited
patiently, offering no objection. I tried my best to do
as he asked. It wouldn't go in. It was just too big.
"Put a finger in first. That'll get her ready."
<br>
With the lube, my finger went in quite easily. As I lubed
her, I felt my prick throbbing with anticipation. I'd
always wanted to fuck her in the ass. Now I was going to see
a black man do it for me. With the hole well lubricated, I
took his penis in my hand and slowly worked it into her anus.
Once it was in a couple of inches, he took over, working it
slowly back and forth, each time a little deeper. With her
other hand he masturbated Amy's clit.
<br>
"Do you like it, cutie?"
<br>
"Yes, "
<br>
"Want it deeper?"
<br>
"Yes."
<br>
He began to take her in long strokes, finally reaching his
full depth. Her ass opened right up to receive it. I heard
Amy's moans as he continued to fuck her and rub her clit
at the same time.
<br>
"You've got a nice tight ass, slut. I'm gonna
fuck it good." Amy whimpered something inaudible.
I watched his cock quicken the pace. He screwed it into her
balls deep. Amy let out a loud moan I knew meant she was cumming.
<br>
"Mark, do you have a vibrator?"
<br>
"Uh, yes."
<br>
"Get it."
<br>
I went to the bedroom and found it in a drawer. It was a compact
model in one piece, suitable for traveling. I handed it
to Jerome. With his long arms he reached around Amy and placed
it against her clit. His penis continued to fuck her asshole.
I heard the purring of the vibrator.
<br>
"Ooooooh. That feels sooooo good! I love what you're
doing to me!" She cooed over this new pleasure. A wave
of orgasm shook her, then another. Suddenly Jerome stopped
and so did the vibrator.
<br>
"Do you want more, honey?"
<br>
"Yes, yes. Please, I want more!"
<br>
"Will you be my slut?"
<br>
"Yes."
<br>
"Will you do anything I want?"
<br>
"Yes, whatever you want. Give it to me! Fuck my ass!"
Hearing my wife shout this, a thick wad of semen erupted
from my swollen cock.
<br>
He resumed fucking with the vibrator for another half hour
until Amy was exhausted. He withdrew his cock and turned
her around. "Now, slut, suck it off for me."
<br>
I couldn't believe it, but she did. She sucked his cock
lovingly for about five minutes until it erupted in a gush
of sperm. Hard as she tried, she couldn't swallow it
all. It dripped down her chin and onto her tits. She didn't
seem the least bit embarrassed. She just smiled at him,
and winked at me.
<br>
A week later Amy called me at the office to say that Jerome
had invited us to a party that evening. She seemed excited
at the prospect. It had been a long time since we had been
to any kind of social event, so I didn't wonder that
she would want to go.
<br>
I should have been suspicious when I got home to find Amy
dressed to go out. Or almost undressed. She was wearing
a short pink miniskirt, with a tight black tank top I'd
never seen before. The only thing I recognized were the
platform high heels.
<br>
"Geez, sweetie, what kind of party is this?"
<br>
"Oh, just Jerome and a few of his friends. He said we'd
like them a lot." She smiled sweetly at me.
<br>
The place turned out to be a private club downtown. Jerome
must have reserved it for the evening. Jerome was there
with five of his friends, all male and all black. This concerned
me a bit as a looked around and didn't see any sign of
the club's employees.
<br>
"I've found a few retired NBA colleagues here, "
Jerome explained. "I thought you might like to meet
some of them." As I might have guessed, since they
were all as tall as Jerome.
<br>
"Meet Leon, Willis, Jamal, Darren, and Jamie."
<br>
We said hello to them while Jerome found us drinks. A moment
or two later t I noticed a large padded mattress on the floor
along with some pillows and tubes of lube.
<br>
I began to get nervous. I would have said something, but
Amy appeared unconcerned. She flirted with the men while
Jerome looked on approvingly. I managed to get Jerome's
attention and motioned him over to the bar area. As soon
as we were alone I confronted him.
<br>
"Jerome, are you thinking that Amy is going to fuck
all these men, right here on the floor?"
<br>
"Of course."
<br>
"I really don't think she would want to do that."
<br>
"She's gonna love it, Mark. You can be sure of
that. In fact, were gonna fuck her right in front of you.
So you can see for yourself."
<br>
I was shocked. How he could imagine that we would want something
like that? At the same time I felt my cock stiffen in my pants.
I couldn't believe I would feel horny at the thought
of six men banging my pretty wife.
<br>
"Don't worry, Mark. She's gonna love it."
<br>
I decided to see what happened.
<br>
It didn't take long. The wine was once again having
its effect on Amy. She was laughing and giggling as the men
joked with her. She certainly enjoyed their company.
<br>
"Now gather round, all. This is the little lady I've
been telling you about. She's the best little white
fuck slut in town! I can vouch for it from personal experience.
Now, honey, isn't that right?"
<br>
Amy giggled again. "If you say so, Jerome."
<br>
"I do say so. And you're gonna show these gentlemen
just what a hot cunt you are, aren't you baby."
<br>
"OK."
<br>
"Take off that skirt and show us your stuff."
<br>
Amy slid off the skirt, revealing tiny black thong panties
pulled up into her slit. The men whistled at her.
<br>
"I see what you mean, Jerome. She looks real hot. Let's
she if she can fuck."
<br>
"Pull off your panties, honey."
<br>
She slid them off. Jerome picked her up and carried her to
the mattress. "Kneel down and show us that pretty
ass, slut."
<br>
Amy complied with his order, spreading her legs a little
to show her asshole and cunt opening.
<br>
All the men quickly undressed. As I might have expected
from their size, they all had very large penises. Jerome
knelt in front of Amy and inserted his roto-rooter into
her mouth. He invited the rest of them to line up and take
her from behind.
<br>
Amy did not offer the slightest resistance. Within a minute
she was moaning with delight as she was fucked from behind.
How she managed to suck cock at the same time, I don't
know, but she did. Powerless to stop what was happening,
I took off my trousers and pulled out my meat. It was dripping
with anticipation. I rubbed the natural lube over my erection.
It felt wonderful.
<br>
What followed can only be described as a gangfuck.
<br>
"That's a baby. You suck it for me, slut, suck
it hard!"
<br>
"I love this cunt, Jerome. She's one white !"
<br>
"Does she take it up the ass?"
<br>
"Yeah. She loves it."
<br>
"Maybe she'd like an Oreo?"
<br>
"A what?" I asked.
<br>
"You know, Mark. Black on the outside, white in the
middle."
<br>
"Now, honey, get on top of Leon here like you're
gonna ride him. That's a good girl."
<br>
Darren knelt behind her and lubed her ass. They took her
two at a time. The first time I saw two black cocks stuffed
in her holes I creamed immediately. Amazingly, my cock
stayed rock hard for the next two hours as they fucked her
repeatedly. I came two more times and I lost count of the
orgasms Amy and the six men had. The odor of fresh semen filled
the room. I could see that Amy was covered in it from her tummy
to her ass and thighs. She didn't even have time to clean
up before the next pair took her in the cunt and ass. Then
a third took her mouth.
<br>
"The proof of a true slut, Mark. She takes it in all
three holes." Jerome leered at me. My wife had become
a for black cock! By this point I was so excited they
could do whatever they wanted. With a whelp they all came
together, including my slutty wife. I wouldn't have
believed it for a million years if I'd not seen it for
myself.
<br>
When we finally got home, I asked Amy how she felt.
<br>
"Great. I had a wonderful time!"
<br>
"You liked being fucked by six men like that?"
<br>
"Yes. I loved it. I can't wait to see them again.
And I'll do anything for Jerome. He said he might be
able to find more friends for a bigger party. He said we might
all meet for a weekend somewhere, too. Wouldn't that
be fun? You see, honey, I know what you want too. Isn't
it wonderful that we both feel the same way?"
<br>
Indeed we did.