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Well I did like a good little hubby does, and did what I was told. Pulled out what I was going to wear for our Dance Party Jamaican style. I also unpacked a little polishing off my drink in the process. So, I poured out another since she was still in the bathroom, and decided to step out onto the patio. I missed the little beach we had when we were here last time I thought to myself. This was nice though, a patio through the back door with a table and two chairs. It also had a nice size bench that was covered with cushions, it was the size of a regular couch really. Of course I made myself comfortable on the couch, looked to put my drink down for a second. There was an end table at the corner of the couch, but the bush that was so overgrown it was almost a tree was pretty much hiding it.



That’s when I heard my wife come out of the bathroom, I could hear her saying where are you and still giggling like a happy camper. Seems the windows were open slightly, and I could hear her now very clearly.



“Hey!! Where are you??” she said playfully. “I’m ready for some fun!”



Well I could see though the overgrown bush in front of the window she was wrapping her hair in a towel, otherwise completely naked.



“Ohhh honey!! I have something to show you.”



She turned towards the window, and I saw what she was about to tease me about. Her clean shaven pussy. No more neatly trimmed bush, smooth as a babies bottom, and just as bald. I watched for a second as she stood with her legs parted slightly rubbing her bald mound, then sliding a finger past her lips deep into her pussy.



“Oh fuck. I am so wet still” she moaned out. “I better get fucked real soon I need it bad.”



She slipped a second finger in, grabbed her very hard nipple with the free hand, then tossed her head back enjoying them inside her.



“Oh please. I need something bigger then a finger.” “Much much bigger then a couple fingers.” she groaned.



As I watched her plunge the fingers in and out of that sweet pussy, I could hear how wet she was. Very sexy that squishing sound is, gets my cock hard as stone every time I hear it to this day.



I was ready to have some fun as I opened the door from the patio. She grabbed her towel fast, and went to wrap it around her torso.



“Didn’t you hear me calling you.” she frowned over at me.



“I was wondering the same thing, cause I called you out to come check out the patio.” as I headed over to get more to drink.



“Oh let me go see.”as she went to walk by me to the door.



As she did I grabbed her, pulled her to me and kissed her. My lips met hers, driving my tongue into her mouth. It found no resistance as her tongue reached out for mine. I reached around grabbing her ass, and pulling her her up to meet my cock that’s was rock hard.



She pushed me back, “Go get in the shower, there’s plenty of time for that later.”



She walked over to the back door fixing her towel that had come unwrapped before she opened it, and walked outside. The door closed behind her, and I tore off my clothes headed for the shower.



When I came out she was finishing her make up, and looked great. She was wearing a black short halter dress I would call it, with her sexy black flats that I love. I came up behind her sliding my hands up her sides, then reaching around to cup those beautiful breasts. I pressed my now re-growing hard on against her ass, as I gave her nipples a tweek. She was looking at us in the mirror as I bent over slightly to kiss her neck. She pushed back her ass on my hardening cock as I nibbled on her earlobe. She tossed her head back on my shoulder as I worked those hard nipples, purring in my ear as her ass grinded into me.



“Hey! Get dressed I wanna go out already!” as she pushed me back with her ass so hard I was moved back to the bed. I saw her pouting back at me in the mirror as she pulled up her hair running her fingers though those dark long curls.



“Alright. I’ll be just a second you sexy bitch.” as I smiled at her looking down at my hard cock through the mirror.



“That’s right, your sexy bitch.” as she squeezed those tits together. “You get to fuck these puppies later baby.” she laughed and picked up her drink pounding down the rest of it.



I finished my drink, and we were off. Walking to the club she looked to be stumbling a little, very drunk already from the plane and room drinks. All you needed was ears to find this place, the music was blasting.



“Time to party!!” she yelled out as we went right in.



I saw a table close to the dance floor which was filled already. It was a high bar table, with those tall backed stools. The great thing about Sandal’s is it all inclusive. I told her I was going for drinks, and she nodded to me obviously yelling out a yes that I could not even hear.



I got some fast service, the bartender was pretty friendly. Checked out the dance floor which was filled with obviously Jamaican men, some were dancing with the white ladies there husbands off to the side somewhere. There was few white guys dancing with ladies, and I smiled because it felt like the old days of clubbing. I was at usually the one out on the dance floor, with the “Rail Boys” watching from the outer rim.



I brought back the drinks, and I just knew she was squirming in her seat looking over all those black men dancing. She took a healthy gulp of her drink, looked over to me and said something. I had no idea what she said and leaned over to her with my hand cupped around my ear. She leaned over to tell me, and I noticed she had no bra on. Now I could have sworn she had one on when I was feeling her nipples before I got dressed, but then again I was really drunk too.



“Let’s go!! I’m ready to shake my ass.” as she ponted to the dance floor.



The music was good, but it was crowded as hell. We came off in about 15 minutes and hung at the table for a few minutes finishing off our drinks. She was shaking that ass the whole time, but her eyes never left the dance floor. I was getting tired of getting bounced around the dance floor, especially by one dude that was obviously trying to get a better look at my wife.



“I’m going for another drink.” I leaned into her and said. “You need one, or are you good for now?”



“I’m good all the time honey.” she laughed back at me. “Not yet I’m so wasted I won’t be able to control myself.”



“I’m actually there already baby.” and she leaned in then reached over to my crotch and gave it a squeeze.



She looked back quickly, and realized she just ass bumped that same guy I had noticed was trying to get a good look at her.



“Sorry.” she said looking up at him. He was at least a foot taller then her.



Sounded like he said, “That’s alright miss, I enjoyed it.”



Which was probably what he said since she was giggling her ass off now. I leaned back in and told her I’m headed for the bar, she nodded and kept dancing turning towards the tall black guy.



I got my drink and looked back over to the floor. They were dancing together now, and he was waving his hand by his face fanning himself. She was laughing real hard, and turned away from him. She was wiggling that ass at him, while she pulled her hair up pushing those sweet tits out. He looked down at her as he pulled off his shirt showing his chest and six pac abs off. She danced back around facing him, her eyes went wide but she wasn’t looking at his chest she was looking lower. Without the long shirt on now you could see, very easily also, the tent of a bulge in his draw string pants. She then leaned up to him on her tip toes resting her hand on his chest to steady herself. Whatever she said on the way back down she clearly brushed up against his cock with her hand.



Grabbing his hand she guided him into the sea of dancing bodies, and they disappeared. I moved around to the patio area that was attached to the club, I hoped to get a look at what was up and makes sure everything was OK. They were dancing at the other side of the dance floor, and had obviously wanted to have a more private dance with him away from my eyes.



She was really into it, and I could see she was teasing his ass off. Doing all she could to turn him on it seemed, pulling up her hair wildly, licking her lips suggestively, and even shaking her tits at him. I’m sure he was loving it all, since he was trying to cope feels all over her body. She would smack his hands away, but then grind her ass into his crotch. Laughing as she wiggled into his cock, she knew exactly what she was doing.



He look to have enough teasing, then bent over to tell her something. He headed into the crowd, weaving his way though probably looking for his shirt. She was all hot, sweaty, and out of breath as she saw me and came over to the table I was at standing at outside.



“You found me.” she grinned still shaking her body to the music.



“Yeah. Look I’m pretty beat, and hungry.” I said. “I gonna hit the burger stand for some eats so maybe it will give me some energy then I’ll be right back.”



“OK, but I’m pretty tired too, so I’m going to head back to the room now then.” reaching to pull her hair up smiling at me.



I could see her nipples were sticking out hard as rocks then. She was hot,sweaty, and very horny. I probably should have just walked her back to the room, when her dance partner came back with two full red solo cups. He introduced himself as Troy, and reached out to shake my hand putting the cups on the table first.



“Thank you for the dancing pretty lady.” he smiled over at my wife. “I thought after all that you could use one of these.” then he handed her a cup.



“I would have got you one too Man.” he looked over at me saying.



“No worries man, everything Irie.” and I smiled.



“Ooh Man .. you understand good.” he smiled and laughed.



“Yeah, we’ve been here before, we love this place.” I said.



“Well my husband is going for something to eat, and I’m going back to our room now.” she looked up at Troy and told him.



“Gonna hit the Burger Shack, gotta love a fresh made burger at 3am.” I laughed and headed off.



“I’ll walk you back Missy.” he said. “Make sure you get back alright.”



Then I saw them head off the other way, the sidewalk that was along the beach it led around to the back patio. I decided I better keep an eye out following them along at a distance, watching them walk from the other side of the courtyard. She was sipping from that cup all the way, shaking her head a few times with any bigger swig she took. Whatever it was, it was a strong drink I’m sure. As they walked I saw he reached down to caress her ass a few time, but after a split second feel she would push his hand away.



When they got to the patio she was obviously trying to figure out how to get rid of him, or how to fuck his brains out one or the other. She must have decided cause she opened the back door then went inside with there cups. He sat down on the couch, and the first thing he did was adjust his cock in his pants. Even from a distance the bulge look huge. She turned the light out and came back out with fresh drinks for them. She sat on the other end of the couch slipping her drink. I decided to head around quick to go through the front door, and when I did I could hear them talking.



The window was still open, and I sat on the chair right by the window. I could see both of them clearly through the bush, and hear there every word. The patio overhead light was on, but it was dark in the room so they couldn’t see I was there.



“Stop!! Your not funny you know.” as she pouted her sexy look at him.



“Well at least I’m just verbally teasing you Missy.” he said leaning back. “You were rubbing that fine ass of yours all over me on the dance floor.”



“You looked like you could handle it.” she laughed and sat up and propped herself up back against the arm of the couch. She had her legs up on the couch with one curled under her, the other one bent at the knee was swinging back and forth. She was giving him quick glimpses of her panties. It was a black shiny silky material, I knew which thong she had put on. My favorite.



“Handle it. Sure I can handle it.” Troy said then her pulled out his cock. “With you teasing me with that pussy of yours, I’d rather you handle this.”



Her eyes went wide, and I watched as she bit down to chew on her lower lip. His cock was very impressive, and hard as a lead pipe already. Just as long too, it had to 10″ at least, with a very large cock head. He stroked it as she watched silently.



“Yeah Baby, is that what you wanted to see all night?” he stroked slowly.



“You kept rubbing that fine ass all over my black cock like you had to have right there on the floor.”



“See what that fine ass of yours does to a black man’s cock.” as he squeezed a drop of pre-cum out of the head. He smeared it all over the large purplish head wetting it and making it all shiny for her.



She was in a daze, and couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. She gulped down the rest of her drink, tossing the cup up to the table then it bounced off to the floor. She could care less about the cup, because it was now empty.



“Come on Baby, you know you want to stroke it.” and he reached over grabbing her right hand which was up on the top of the couch. She had been leaning with her arm draped across the back since she tossed the cup. He put her hand on his cock, as she leaned over from his pulling her over.



“Or do you wanna do more then handle that.”



“No. I’m married Troy.” but still she stroked it, staring at it so intently I’m sure she didn’t even realize she was doing it.



“That feels good Baby. I can tell you know how to work that big black cock.”



“Play with those balls too Baby you got two hand to work with all that.”



She never looked away from his cock as I watched her cup his ball massaging them softly. Her right hand stroked faster and some pre-cum came out the tip. She licked her lips instinctively when she saw the drop come out.



“Ohh .. I saw that tongue Baby. I bet you sucked some big black cock before haven’t you.”



She nodded at him silently, and breathed an obvious sigh of relief that she admitted it to him. She shifted to her knees on the couch leaning her face over his cock now as she stroked him.



“Yeah well the way you talk you wouldn’t last five minutes the way your all worked up.” she looked him in the eyes and told him as she started stroking his big cock faster.



“Well that sounds like a dare to me Missy.” he laughed. “Cause I don’t think you could make that big black cock in your hands cum in only five minutes.”



“No sounds like a bet to me. I bet I can get you to come in five minutes or less.” she pumped his cock faster. “If you can hold out you can have anything you want.” and she wiggled her ass in the air after saying that.



“Alright then, but it’s gonna be anything I want to to do for a day then.” Troy explained. He swatted her on her upturned ass, “Then this fine ass be mine on Sunday.”



“Don’t you wanna know what I want if I win.” she took both hands to pump his cock.



“Don’t matter none, that ain’t gonna happen Baby.” then Troy laughed.



“OK then Missy, your time starts now.” as he pulled a nice looking pocket watch from his pants pocket.



“Well when I win, your gonna show us around the island, score us some ganja, and stop teasing me with this big cock of yours.” she smiled up at him with her hands sliding up and down on that monster cock.



“Don’t you mean big black cock there Missy.” he grinned at her. “Go on say it you like stroking my big black cock.” and he slid his hand over her ass.



“Yes, I love stroking that big black cock of yours.” she whimpered getting into it deeper now.



“Now I would have done that anyways, you are good people.” and he pulled up the bottom of her dress exposing her thong between the cheeks of her ass. “Just to maybe get a chance at sticking my big black cock in that fine white married pussy of yours.”



“So I’m sure you get lots of white women with a cock like this.” she said tugging at his huge balls with one hand now, stroking fast with the other.



“That’s one minute already Baby.” he looked at his watch. “You mean white married pussy all over my big black cock, don’t you Missy.”



“So go on now say it, tell me that about the white married ladies looking for big black cock.” he said while hid hand pulled her thong to the side of her ass cheek exposing her pussy.



“Oh yes, I know white married ladies are gonna love this big black cock.” she groaned staring at that cock and licking her lips.



“Yes Baby, I know you love to suck big black cock.” as he caressed up her back running his fingers through her hair. “Tell me petty lady, I wanna hear how you want to suck my big black cock.”



“Ohh god yes, I love to suck big black cock.” as she squeezed up a big drop of pre-cum from his cock.



“I wanna suck your big black cock so bad.” she leaned over and licked up the drop off the cock head savoring it’s taste. “I need it in my mouth.” she still contained herself though she was very into it.



“Getting close to two minutes Missy.” he laughed. “Gonna have to do better then this is if you wanna see me come.”



“Oh .. I can do a lot better.” she bent over and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked so hard her cheeks were caving in some, spit was covering that huge hard cock making it all shiny.



“That’s it Baby. I know you can work that big black cock into that pretty little mouth.” he groaned out obviously liking her oral skills. “I bet that’s why you wanna see that big black cock come so bad, you love that black seed don’t you.”



“You can’t wait to taste it.” he bucked his hips up at her mouth that was bobbing on his dark meat. “Come on Missy, tell the truth now.” as he caressed his way back to her ass.



“Yes .. oh god yes I wanna taste your black seed. I love black come so much, I always have.” she broke her awesome cock sucking just long enough to blurt that out. Then sucked that big black cock back into her mouth, spit dripping down all over it her hand stroking the lower half.



He was sawing his fingers in and out of her pussy now, I could tell since her ass was grinding on his hand. “Damn Missy, your white pussy is soaked.” and her brought his dripping fingers up to his mouth. “I knew that white married pussy would taste sweet.”



Her eyes went wider then when she first saw that big cock, and she jumped up onto his lap facing him. “Not to much time, I better pull out the big guns.” she grinned while laughing she said as she slid her pussy all over his cock.



I knew what she was doing, she was trying to rub him off since she had that satiny thing on. She grinded into him as she pulled down the straps to her dress letting those nice tits free. Her nipples were so hard, as she squeezed those puppies together.



“One minute and thirty seconds.” looking at his watch again.



“I think you talk to much.” she giggled offering her nipple to his mouth. “Time for you to suck on something.” her ass was a blur as she rubbed that wet satin covered pussy all over his big hard cock.



“They are as beautiful as I thought they would be.” as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. I could see he was bucking up at her probably hoped his big cock would slip right in since she was so wet. “They both taste so good.” after he sucked hard on the other one.



“Oh fuck .. I’m gonna come. This is so hot, and your cock is so hard.” she moaned after leaning over and putting her arms around his neck.



Her ass moved like a piston, he skirt way up over her hips you could see that thong was wedged tight between those wet pussy lips. She was grinding that big black cock into her clit.



“Yeah .. ohh yeah .. fuck yeah here I come.” I watched as my wife’s pussy gushed out a flood of hot pussy juice all over his big black cock. She was trying to catch her breath, as her orgasm wound down.



“Looks like somebody came, just wasn’t me.” he laughed teasing her. He picked her up and took her off him almost tossing her back against the arm of the couch were she was before. His cock was soaked, she squirted all over it.

Just want to start off by saying that I have no idea if the colleges/universities I mentioned offer the degrees/scholarships described. And as always: please don’t forget to rate, comment, and/or send me feedback, t’is greatly appreciated :D



~ExR






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At age 4, Trevor’s parents had another baby to “save their marriage”. Bad thing is: it worked.



His parents’ attention and love was all to his baby brother, Dillon.



They went to Dillon’s soccer games and forgot Trevor’s play.



They went to Dillon’s science fair and forgot Trevor’s basketball games.



They went to Dillon’s lacrosse games and forgot his talent show performances.



Trevor got exceptional grades, graduated with high honors, got into NYU with a full drama scholarship. And he graduated with a bachelors in theater production and got a job at the Wilbur Theater in Boston, his hometown.



But did his parents spend more than 2 minutes acknowledging him and his accomplishments? No. Because all of their attention and praise went to Dillon.



Nothing he did could ever hold a light to anything Dillon did. And it took a tole on Trevor.



He was always eager to impress his parents, but each time he felt he had accomplished something he believed to be important his parents didn’t care.



He never stopped trying, and it was beneficial. He always pushed himself to be better, and he ended up making an excellent life for himself.



However, it also effected his love life. Trevor was never able to have a stable relationship.



In high school he found that he was attracted to men. And he knew he’d have to keep that from his parents because they had made their views on gays clear: “That’s disgusting.” Is what he’d heard them say often while watching a news stories on gays, etc.



He was always very closeted and only had one nights stands with very few men. It wasn’t how he wanted to have companionship, but it was all he was comfortable with.



He had plenty of offers for relationships though. Trevor was a great looking man. A tall lean man, standing at 6’3 with creamy white skin and lovely brown curls framing his face. But no matter how many offers he got or accepted the result was the same in the end: he’d end up alone.



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Trevor loved his beloved city of Boston and he decided to reside there. He moved out of his parents’ officially and got an apartment in the North End 2 years ago, but he still went over to Charlestown for most holidays to visit his parents and brother.



His parents were having a Christmas party and of course Trevor went. He didn’t know why though, its not like his mom and dad would speak highly of him. But to be nice, he’d make his appearance and probably get smashed by the end of the night. Hell, he was 22, and he was gonna try to have the best time he could!



When he walked into the old, big house he grew up in he was greeted by his mother. She asked how he was and what he was up to. “I’m good mom. Happy and healthy. Oh and I’m gonna be working at the Wilbur when Wicked comes to town.”



“That’s wonderful honey, did you hear that Dillon is graduating with honors? I’m so proud of that boy! Aren’t you?”



“Yeah mom. We had this talk on the phone a few nights ago.” Trevor groaned, fully annoyed already.



“Oh, look who it is! Hello Jeffrey, glad you were able to make it!” She exclaimed happily, towards a young man who had just came in the house, and totally ignoring her son.



He was taller than Trevor by a few inches at 6’5, and the best way to describe him was tall, dark, and handsome. Jeffrey was all muscle, no fat, skin was a luscious light brown, and had Trevor’s mouth watering.



“Glad to be here, Mrs. Platt.” His low voice was as smooth as butter, and caressed Trevor’s like a siren’s song.



“Please, call me Linda. And this is my eldest son, Trevor.”



“Nice to meet you Trevor, I’m Jeffrey.” And he held out his hand to Trevor.



He took the hand in his and replied, “The pleasure is all mine.” Trevor smiled.



Jeff smiled back at him and Trevor swore he could see a little something more in that dazzling smile. But he dismissed it, taking his hand back and looking down at his converse sneakers.



“I’m gonna go outside and get some fresh air.” Trevor said quickly, making his escape out the front door.



As soon as he got outside he lit up a cig and sat on the porch steps, stuck in his thoughts. Remembering the past years of how every achievement he made was shot down with one of Dillon’s.



‘Dillon,’ he thought, ‘He has all their fuckin’ attention… And what do I get?! Shit! Just once I’d love to hear them brag about something I’ve accomplished to their friends! Just fucking once!’



“Gah!” He shouted out loud, enraged by his thoughts.



Trevor puffed on his cigarette angrily, trying to calm down before going back inside.



“Dillon..” He thought once more. This time thinking about how he has grown up so fast, transforming into a fine young man.



He was a bit shorter than Trevor, standing at only 5’8, but he still had plenty of time to grow since he was only eighteen.



His eyes were golden honey and his rich brown hair was straighter than Trevor’s and only slightly curled at the tips, which Trevor found so cute.



Dillon’s skin was also paler than his older brother’s but none the less creamy and soft. His legs and arms were defined with a little muscle, since he stayed active by playing many sports.



His lips were cute too. Full and looked soft. For a fleeting moment Trevor wondered what it would be like to kiss those very lips. He shook his head, shaking the idea out if his his as well.



Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure come out the house and step over to the other side of the porch. The person was on the phone, and acting suspiciously, as if they didn’t want to be seen or heard.



The phone was on speaker and a man’s voice was coming through the line. The person on the porch spoke up and Trevor knew that voice anywhere, it was his younger brother Dillon.



“I know babe, but I can’t come see you tonight… I’m stuck at a party with my family.” He heard Dillon whisper huskily to the man on the other end of the call.



“I can drive over and pick you up, and we can have a nice night in the backseat of my car.” The man said.



“No babe,” Dillon replied, “I just can’t break away tonight, everyone would notice… I told you I probably won’t be able to come see you until next week.”



“Alright baby, I’ll talk to you later. Love you, g’night.”



“Love you too, g’night.”



As the phone call ended Dillon turned to see his big brother leaning up against the banister watching him.



“Oh hey Trev, didn’t hear you come out… How long were you there?”



“Long enough to hear that you’ve got a horny male admirer.”



“He was-”



“Save it kid, I’m gay too. Don’t worry about it. And I won’t tell ma or dad, we wouldn’t want the perfect son having a flaw, would we?” Trevor teased, but with a hint of seriousness in his voice.



“Oh shut up… I’m not perfect.”



“Well in their eyes you most certainly are. I can’t compare to your greatness, Dillon. You can do no wrong and I can do no right in their eyes.” Trevor admitted painfully.



“I’m sorry Trevor.”



“Fuck it… It isn’t your fault, you’ve always been there with some praise, and for that, I thank you.” Trevor smiled while pulling his brother into a hug.



“You’re welcome. Getting all the attention isn’t a good thing though. I can’t get way with anything.” Dillon scoffed.



Trevor gave a short laugh and clapped his brother on the back. “We better get back inside.”



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It was about 11:30 pm when Trevor found himself sitting in a chair in the hallway, watching people he didn’t know walk past chatting with each other, and having a great time; unlike the one he was having.



He’d formed a slight buzz from the beers he’d been nursing earlier and decided that it was good enough, he didn’t wanna get any drunker.



He looked up from the hardwood floor and saw Jeffrey staring at him from down the hall. He walked over to Trevor and leaned over to whisper in his ear.



“I’m parked around the corner if you go somewhere to get better acquainted.” Jeff’s voice was husky and low and sent signals straight to Trevor’s cock.



“I would love that.” He replied back, thinking that it had been a while since the last time he’d gotten laid.



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“You like this cock boy? Mmm yeah, you love this cock.” Jeffrey rasped from behind Trevor. They were down the street in Jeff’s escalade, they were in the back getting very “acquainted”.



Trevor was on his hands and knees while Jeff kneeled behind him, fucking him hard and fast.



Jeff had one hand gripping a handful of Trevor’s locks, pulling and tugging as he thrust into his sweet tight ass that he had given a sloppy rim job to minutes ago.



Jeff’s other hand was spanking one of Trevor’s quivering ass cheeks. It was warm and turning red rapidly, and each slap delivered a slight sting that Trevor couldn’t get enough of.



Jeff’s big black cock filled him to max, stretching him and thrusting into him, sending him into a painful bliss.



“Tell me how much you love this cock, boy!” Jeff’s powerful voice dominated Trevor as much as his powerful body did.



“I love your cock so much,” he moaned, breathless. “Fuck me with that glorious cock!” Jeff thrust harder in and out of his twitching hole. “Yes, aw fuck! Right there Jeff!”



Jeff stopped his continuous spanking and reached around to pump Trevor’s dick to the rhythm of his thrusts.



Trevor could feel his balls tighten and rise as the heat spread through his body. “Fuuuuuck.” He groaned through clenched teeth as his orgasm hit.



His spasming tight hole gripped Jeff’s cock like a vice and it sent him right into his climax. “Fuck boy, ohhhh fuck.” He groaned, spewing his seed into a rubber.



Trevor collapsed against the leather seat and tried to catch his breath. Jeff pulled out of him slowly and patted his ass gently. “That’s one nice ass, boy.”



“Thanks. That’s an amazing cock.” Trevor blushed, and immediately found his clothes and got dressed. “Thanks again Jeff, it was great.” He got out of the massive car and walked back to his parents house while fixing his hair and straightening his clothes.



When he got onto the front porch, the last of the guests were leaving. He planned on going straight to his old room and right to sleep, but as soon as he stepped into the house he was spotted by his mother.



“Oh there you are Trevor, where have you been?”



“I went out for a little walk and saw Jeff on his way out, so we stopped and talked a little.” He lied off the top of his head. Sounded decent enough for his mother to buy.



“Oh how nice. I’m glad you’re deciding to make friends dear.”



Trevor decided to just let that comment go. He was always a loner. “Do you need help with anything mom?”



“No, thank you. Are you staying here tonight, I don’t want you to walk all the way home at this hour.”



“Yeah, I’m staying here. I’ll go home tomorrow morning though, I have a few things to take care of but I’ll be back in time for Christmas dinner.”



“Alright sweetie. Good night.”



“Night ma.”



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The next night Trevor is at the dinner table with his younger brother and parents.



His mother couldn’t stop talking about Dillon graduating high school with honors and getting a full lacrosse scholarship to BC.



“Aren’t you just so proud of your little brother Trevor?” Mrs. Platt queried.



Trevor looks to Dillon, pushing aside his annoyance, and smiles and says “Yes, very much.”



Dillon smiles back at him, mouthing ‘I’m sorry’ to him. Trevor shook his head as if to say ‘don’t worry about it’.



Their mother goes right back into talking about Dillon, and this time their father joins in.



“Why didn’t you do any sports son?” Mr. Platt asked.



Trevor grits his teeth, “I played basketball for three years in high school.” He said as calmly as he could.



But they barely noticed his answer and began talking about Dillon and how he played a variety of sports.



“You need more variety in your life, Trevor. Once you have variety, then will come the much needed creativity.”



Trevor put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin as all the bottled up anger towards his parents bubbled to the surface, making the steam escape all at once.



“Ya know if the both of you weren’t so caught up on ‘Dillon this’ and ‘Dillon that’ you’d know that I was an excellent basketball player, dad! That I’m a brilliant actor! That I got great grades, and, I too, graduated high school with honors! Don’t you remember that I got a full drama scholarship to NYU?!? I have a theater production career! I work at the Wilbur Theater for christ’s sake!! Tell me how that isn’t fuckin’ creative mom!!” Tears fell down his cheeks.



“But did you know any of that!? Fuck no! It’s always about Dillon. Dillon! DILLON! Fuck you guys! Nothing! Nothing I do is good enough for you to take your eyes off of Him for 5 seconds to fucking listen to me! Look at me! Acknowledge me! Praise me!” Trevor’s voice wavered, “Love me.” He whispered, but it was loud enough for everyone at the table to hear.



A deafening silence filled the room. His parents didn’t know what to say, trevor had never once yelled at them with such painful anger before. Dillon sat looking at his brother. His face was red and he was taking deep breaths. But he didn’t know if Trevor was trying not to cry, or go off on an angry rant.



Mrs. Platt was trying to find the right words to say, but she had none. ‘Is it true?’ She thought, ‘It is true.’ She concluded with a mental sigh. She’d done him wrong so many years without even realizing it. How terrible, how rude, how disgusting, how… Unmotherly.



Trevor stood, panting with excess anger. “I’m leaving. This has been the best fucking Christmas yet!” He said with his voice dripping of malice and sarcasm.



He got his hat and coat and stormed out of the house settling on walking home to cool off in the crisp winter air.



Around the corner from his apartment he spotted his friend Christian. Christian Sanchez was big in the marijuana biz. Well, Trevor was feeling just crappy enough to need some of good ol’ Christian’s assistance.



He approached the burly man, pulling out his wallet. “I was wondering if you had bud tonight my friend?”



“Always amigo! How much you need?”



“A dime of hydro should do the trick.”



“Aye, just a dime?”



“Yeah, I’m a lightweight.”



“Well, a dime it is mi amigo, ten bucks.”



They exchanged items and Trevor went up to his apartment, ready to smoke away his frustrations.



After taking off his winter-wear, he went to his room and retrieved his pipe, grinder, and lighter.



He emptied the pot from the small baggie into his grinder and proceeded to grind it up while playing the messages back on his answering machine. There were only two and both were from his mother giving some apologies, that he really wasn’t ready to hear.



Trevor erased them and packed his bowl, sparking it up then taking hit after hit, after hit until the bowl was kicked.



He threw out the ash and put everything away before sitting back down on the couch in the living room, starting to feel the herb working its magic.



He laid back on the couch and soaked in his high. “Thanks Chris.” He murmured before falling asleep.



A few hours later he awoke to a pounding on the door. He finally got up and looked at the time, “3am? You’ve gotta be kidding me.” He mumbled sleepily, also realizing that his high was gone too.



He opened his door to see Dillon standing out in the hallway. Trevor could help but to think how breath-taking he looked in that very moment.



A few locks of hair were peaking out from underneath his hat. His lips and cheeks were red, undoubtedly bitten by the harsh winter air. ‘He must’ve walked’ Trevor thought stepping aside to let his brother in.



“What are you doing here? Its 3am for crying out loud.” Trevor asked while closing and bolting the door.



“I know, I just needed to talk to you.”



“Okay, and by the way, I’m sorry for blowing up like that at dinner, I wasn’t angry with you, just our stupid parents.”



“Trevor, you’ve always had my attention. You’re my big brother and I’ve always noticed you. I always wanted to be just like you. I never understood why mom and dad could never see you. You’re amazing and pretty hard to miss. You’re smart, funny, talented, creative, kind, and beautiful.”



Trevor stared at his younger brother intently, did he just call him beautiful? “What was the last thing you said?”



“Beautiful.” Dillon said softly, and looked away from his brother, blushing.



Trevor put his finger underneath Dillon’s chin and and made their eyes meet. “That’s okay Dillon, I think you’re beautiful too.”



“Fuck mom. Fuck dad. I hate them too. I love y-”



Dillon was cut off by his brother’s lips colliding into his for an exploding kiss.



Dillon immediately kissed back. Their hand ran all over each other’s bodies as the kiss got deeper and more passionate.



Trevor pulled back for air and looked down at his brother, “You okay with this, Dillon?”



“Yeah, you?”



Trevor answered by crashing his lips into his younger brother’s once again.



Dillon started pawing at Trevor’s shirt, so they pulled apart again to strip themselves of their shirts.



Dillon rubbed his hand from Trevor’s flat stomach to his small nipples that were already pert with anticipation. His mouth descended on one nipple, sucking and biting, doing all he could to make lovely moans come from Trevor.



He alternated between nipples then travelled upward to his brother’s neck, leaving his love bite behind at the crook where his neck and shoulder met.



Finally he came back to Trevor’s lips, opening his mouth to attack Trevor’s with his agile tongue. Their tongues wrestled until Trevor broke the kiss and stood, pulling Dillon up with him.



He led them to his room where he laid Dillon on the bed so he could straddle his hips.



Trevor wove his hands in Dillon’s hair, while doing some exploring of his younger brother’s body with his mouth. He quickly found his nipples and performed his own blitz on them.



They took off the rest of there clothes and laid on their sides facing each other.



“You’ve grown into a striking young man, Dillon. I can’t believe my eyes.”



Dillon leaned in and kissed Trevor gently. “I want you to make love to me.”



Trevor’s hand traveled down his younger brother’s stomach and to his cock.



Dillon gasped at the sudden pressure on his cock. Trevor stroked the length slowly, getting it to stand at attention.



Once Dillon was hard, Trevor leaned over him to grab a tube of lube. He squirted some into his hand and rubbed a lubed finger into his brother’s anus.



Again, Dillon gasped then moaned. “More.” He whispered.



Trevor inserted another finger, this time scissoring them and trying to find Dillon’s prostate. He found the sensitive nub and rubbed it, making him moan and writhe.



Trevor put in another finger and continued to open up Dillon whilst prodding at his prostate.



“Oh Trevor I need you, now. Put it in.”



Trevor lined his bare 6 inch cock up with Dillon’s eager hole and pushed in slowly until he was all the way in.



‘So warm… So tight and soft, like velvet.’ Trevor thought to himself. It was his first time being a top, and he knew why everyone loved being one.



Dillon squirmed below him, begging him to move. Trevor complied with light thrusts of his hips.



“Ohhhhh Trevor.”



Trevor adjusted his angle to upwards and Dillon screamed out, pleasure coursing through him.



“What’s wrong, did I hurt you?” Trevor seized his movement, looking down at his brother with concern.



“Exact opposite. Do it again, hit that spot again.” Dillon moan, enraptured.



Realization dawned on Trevor, he’d hit Dillon’s prostate. He started moving his hips back and forth again, in the same angle. He wanted to give Dillon pleasure like he’d never felt before.

I found a seat on the crowded bus. It was about 5 pm. I was against the window, about two-thirds back. I had just spent a week with my husband; he was on a long-term assignment and we only saw each other every few months. We had fucked like crazy right until it was time for me to leave, but being a horny 25-year old, I just couldn’t get enough. I wasn’t looking forward to the 20-hour bus ride home.



I had only been with a few guys before getting married and wasn’t what you would call a sex maniac. But since getting married, I have gotten so much hornier. It seems I can’t get enough fucking and sucking. I have really come to enjoy and crave it. My husband satisfies me, but I have been wondering lately what it would be like to be with another man. With my husband away, I have started to masturbate a lot, and fantasize about different things.



A very handsome black gentleman took the aisle seat next to me. We greeted each other.



I have golden blonde hair past my shoulders, with brown eyes. I’m about 5’4″ with nice 34C tits and, according to my husband, legs and an ass to die for.



Even though I was traveling, in keeping with my recent sexed up feeling, I wore a red V-neck sweater, black skirt and red heels. Underneath, I wore a matching red lace bra and panties, plus thigh high black stockings. I had hoped to have an empty seat next to me so I could masturbate during the long ride.



Soon the well-dressed gentleman next to me sparked up a conversation. We had a nice talk, a little flirty, and I eventually drifted off to sleep, fantasizing a bit about what it would be like to make love to this black man, but never thinking it would happen.



Sometime later I woke up; it was very dark. My handsome seatmate was turned in my direction, and the big bulge in his trousers was pressed against my tight ass. Needless to say, I felt a rush pass through my body. I had never felt such a large cock against my body — ever! I started to fantasize about having this hot black man. My pussy started to get wet. No one would ever have to know.



Like in a dream, I reached around and began to rub the bulge pressing against me. I could feel the outline of a huge cock with a big mushroom head. I ran my hand up and down, pressing and squeezing it. It seemed he was not even fully hard! And it was huge already!



After a minute or so, his strong hands went to my breasts and started caressing me. I let him continue as I squeezed his bulge, not believing how big it was getting. He whispered to me that he wanted me, and reached around and put his hand under my skirt. I felt like such a dirty slut, but I had to have this monster-size dick inside of me.



Next, I felt him pull his cock out of his pants. He reached under my sweater and started feeling me up through my bra. My nipples were getting so hard. I turned my face to him and we kissed deeply, our tongues working overtime. My pussy got even wetter. He put his hand on my panties and started to rub me through the lacy material. One finger slipped around the side of the panties and caressed my wet lips. Then he moved his hand so it was fully inside the panties from the top, his large warm hand was working my now soaking wet pussy.



He slid one finger into me and I moaned softly. He finger fucked me and that just increased my need for cock.



Then he tugged my panties down so they dangled from one ankle and pushed my skirt up around my waist.



He moved me so that we were in the spoon position, his cock teasing my wet pussy. The anticipation was excruciating.



“What do you want, baby,” this black stranger said to me.



“Put it in,” I whispered.



“Put what in,” he teased.



“Your cock, please,” I pleaded



“Where?”



“In my pussy, please put your cock in my pussy.”



Then he drove that huge black cock into my sopping wet pussy. I felt him enter to his balls; it was so fucking big. My first orgasm came almost immediately as he stretched my pussy to the limit. Even in the cramped quarters of our bus seats, it felt amazing to be fucked by such a large cock. That, combined with the excitement of giving myself to a stranger, and a black guy at that, led me to have a series of explosive orgasms. I wanted so bad to cry out, to scream, “Fuck me, fuck me hard” but I didn’t, limiting myself to a few low moans and whelps.



He started ramming me harder, each thrust rippling through my body like an earthquake. His breath quickened. We were perpendicular to the seats, facing the window, our left shoulders against the seat backs. Thank God for those armrests that lift up! His left arm was squeezed between me and the seat back, his left hand grasping my right breast. His right arm wrapped around my mid-section.



He whispered incredibly dirty things into my ear. He called me whore, bitch, cunt, white slut. He told me to refer to my pussy exclusively as my cunt. He told me to say things like “Fill my cunt with your huge black cock” and “My cunt is yours, Sir, to use as you please.” I obeyed his every command, whispering the filthy things he told me to say.



Then, his breathing increased dramatically, I could feel his heart beating fast against my back, he tightened his grip on me. “Take it slut, take my load, feel that cum in your cunt.”



I pushed back against him as he came, his thrusts feeling like they could rip my cunt open. His seed flooded me, squishing out the sides of my cunt. He told me not to wipe it up, to leave it there. I liked that.



I pulled my panties back on and tugged my skirt down smoothing it over my thighs. I looked over at Sean; his head was turned to the aisle, his eyes closed. I drifted off to sleep thinking of how much fun this boring bus ride was turning out to be.



I don’t know how long I slept; it was still dark when Sean woke me up with a deep sexy kiss. He told me to suck his cock.



I looked around the bus and noticed that everyone else was sleeping. I squeezed down onto the floor, and he shifted to the window seat. I took his thick manhood in my hand and I licked and sucked up and down the length of his magnificent tool. Now that I could see it and touch it, I could tell that it was about 12 inches long; my hand could barely fit around its girth.



I put the head in my mouth and started sucking him lovingly. I couldn’t believe that until this day I had never cheated on my husband, and here I was sucking the huge cock of a black man I just met. He was sitting upright in the seat, and I pumped up and down for all I was worth. I could not get enough of this sexy man’s cock. I could taste my cunt on this huge cock.



I had always been a bit afraid of the monster dicks I saw in pornos and pictures, but secretly wondered how it would feel to handle, suck and be fucked by one. Now that I had my wish cum true, it was better than I ever dreamed. He was rock hard and I gagged the first few times he hit the back of my throat. Then I relaxed a bit and just took it all the way down, gasping for air as I pulled back.



My mouth was dripping like a fresh fucked cunt, and my saliva mixed with his pre-cum formed forming thick ropy strands of goo. When I pulled my mouth off his cock, the strands of goo connected my lips to his dick.



“I’m going to fuck your face,” he whispered to me, and half stood up so he could get better control. He took my head in his hands and started pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. At first, he only gave me about half the length, but then he deepened his strokes and I eagerly accepted the fullness of his manhood.



He pulled my sweater over my head, dropped it on my seat, and popped my tits over the top of my sexy bra. I felt so exposed; I loved it. Strings of goo dripped from my chin. I wiped my face and spread the goo on my exposed tits.



He moved his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth, and I opened wide to accommodate him. I never felt so alive, so slutty and so turned on. He pushed so deep that I gagged and tears sprang into my eyes. I don’t know why I allowed him to do this, when my husband went too deep I always told him to back off. But this man had flicked some switch in me and I couldn’t suck him deep enough, even as he gagged me. My mouth became a gaping sex hole that he could use and fill. I felt his body tense up, and pre-cum flooded my mouth. I knew he was getting ready to shoot his load. His cock got even harder; my hand was pressed against his chest and I could feel his heart racing.



He plunged it all the way down and then almost all the way out of my mouth. On the next downstroke he started cumming. He held his cock deep in my throat and shot cum straight down my throat. Then he pulled out and shot two jets onto my face and plunged back in again filling my mouth; then he grabbed his cock in his big sexy hand and shot out the last of his semen onto my face.



The cum dripped down my face onto my chest. I pushed my sticky boobs back into my bra and rubbed his juice all around. Every drop of cum was going to stay on or in my body. I wanted to bathe in his cum.



I got up off the floor and sat in the aisle seat. I pulled my sweater back on. We dozed off again, but not for long.



I woke up this time as Sean ran his hand up my sweater and squeezed my nipples, first one then the other, through my lace bra. He took me in his arms and kissed me deeply and forcefully. The sky was starting to lighten, but sunrise was about an hour away.



“What’s your name,” he finally asked.



“Judy, what’s yours.”



“Sean. Judy you are the hottest woman I have ever met. Is there anything you won’t do?”



“I’ve never done anything like this before Sean, I swear. But I think, for you I would do anything.”



“Well then, take off your skirt.”



I complied with his request, folding my skirt and putting it on the floor in front of me next to my shoes. I was only wearing my sweater, bra, and panties.



His hand was now nestled in my lap as he probed my cunt inside my panties, exploring the folds of flesh with his thick fingers. He found my clit, already wet with my cunt juice and his jizz, and he flicked his index finger over it, back and forth. I pulled him to me and kissed him deeper. I felt my temperature rise; my heart beat faster, my face burned with lust.



“Oh yeah, Sean that’s it, work my clit, get me off.”



His manipulation of my clit was bringing me close to an orgasm; I tried to stifle my moans, but couldn’t help some panting and low moaning. Sean was an incredible lover; he knew just the spots to go for. He adjusted his stroking as my breathing and gasping rose and fell. When he found a rhythm that sent me, he increased the stimulation. His slipped two fingers into my cunt and found my g-spot; I knew the skin felt rougher than the surrounding cunt flesh. I had reached it many times myself while masturbating. With two fingers stroking the spot, and his thumb caressing my clit, I was barreling towards an orgasm at a fever pitch.



I kissed him deeper, moaning into his mouth. I could feel his cock, hard, and dripping pre-cum, pressing against my thigh. He whispered to me.



“Cum on, baby, cum for me, cum here on the bus, give up your cunt to me.”



I thought ever so briefly about where I was, whether anyone could hear us, and whether I cared. The bus barreled west along the interstate. The forward movement seemed unstoppable, as did my continued submission to Sean’s will. I really would do anything for him. My cunt was wetter than it had ever been. His magic fingers kept at it and then the dam burst. My cunt flooded over his hand and the waves of ecstasy rippled across my body.



He covered my mouth with his as I moaned and yelped in ecstasy. I can’t remember coming as hard or deep, ever.



“That’s my girl, yeah keep going, feel that cunt, feel me in your cunt, you’re my cunt, aren’t you slut?”



I couldn’t answer, I was breathing too hard, and stars were exploding in my head.



“Are you my slut?” He said rougher as he jammed three fingers into my cunt, forcing another orgasm out of me.



“Yes, yes, yes, I’m all yours, take me, use me, fuck me again.”



“I decide when to fuck you, remember that, slut.”



“Yes, Sean, OK.” My words came out in a breathy whisper. His hands slowed and then moved away from my cunt. I grabbed his wet, cunt-juice covered hand and brought it to my mouth for a taste. I licked and sucked his fingers.



We rested a while. I had a feeling Sean wasn’t done with me. He pushed my hand to his exposed cock.



“Stroke it baby,” he says “Let me see that hand of yours on my black cock.”



It was amazing; my hand looked tiny against his massive tool.



I start to suck him for a while, until he told me he wanted to fuck again. I obeyed.



He told me to get on top of him, to straddle him face-to-face. In this position, his cock went even deeper into my cunt. Oh God, did it feel good.



“Judy, do you love this cock?”



“Sean, it’s the best, fuck me harder, and rip me open with your black dick.”



“Don’t you wish your hubby could see you now, being a slut for me, fucking and sucking on a public bus?”



“Oh yes, I’d love him to watch you take me and use me for your pleasure. I am a total slut for you. I’ll do anything you want.”



“Anything?”



“Yes, sir.”



He paused for a few seconds and I wondered what he was thinking.



“I want you to take on some of my friends.”



“Okay,” I didn’t miss a beat. If they were even half as hot as him, I’d do it in a millisecond.



“My stop is at eight this morning. You’ll get off with me there and come to my place.”



“Tell me what we are going to do.”



“Oh you’ll find out. Have you ever had group sex?”



“No.”



“Well, get ready for a party.”



“Oooh, tell me what a slut I’ll be for you.”



He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me even harder onto his cock. He told me how I was going to be his cock slave, and I would do everything he told me. He said he’d get a large group of black men to use my mouth and cunt. He said I would be dripping with cum from every hole. I started to cum again. He shot his load deep into me. I got dressed and drifted off to sleep.



The bright morning sun woke me and I thought about what had happened and wondered if it was real or a dream. Had I really promised to go off with this stranger?



As the bus wheezed to a stop a little after eight a.m., Sean told me to get my bag and follow him. I obeyed. We walked a few blocks to a three-story apartment building.



We walked into Sean’s apartment, and I met his roommate Joe. I made some coffee and we sat on the living room couch. Joe was in another room. We started making out and Sean had me stripped in minutes to my stockings and panties and bra and my red high heels. I unzipped his pants and started stroking that beautiful huge dick.



“Are you my cunt?”



“Yes, Sean, I’m your hot white slut.”



“Suck it bitch,” he said and pushed me to my knees.



And with that exhortation, I pushed my mouth along the length of his cock taking eight inches at one swoop. I closed my eyes and sucked it deeper. When I opened them, I saw Joe standing ten feet away rubbing his dick through his shiny athletic pants.



“Can I watch?” he asked.



“Sure, come over here my man and watch this bitch suck.”



Joe sat down in a chair close to us.



Sean stood above me and yanked on my chin so that I was looking into his eyes as I sucked him. I felt so helpless and incredibly alive at the same time. The feeling of Sean’s cock stretching my mouth was overpowering. But it just made me want to serve him even more. I had never been with more than one guy before and the prospect of sucking and fucking another thick black cock got my juices flowing. My panties were still soaking wet from the loads of cum Sean pumped into me on the bus; thick white semen was leaking out of my cunt.



Sean walked to a corner of the room and came back with some items made of black leather. He quickly pulled a studded dog collar with a heavy steel ring from the tangle of leather goods and buckled it around my neck. The smell and feel of the leather made me swoon. It was soft and supple. It was tight, so my neck felt restrained, but I could still breathe freely. Then he put soft black leather cuffs on my wrists; these also had heavy steel rings.



“Put your hands behind your back, slut.”



He clipped the cuffs together. Now I was in the middle of the living room on my knees, hands restrained behind me. He clipped a metal chain leash with a black leather handle to the ring on my collar.



Sean pushed me back on the couch. He wanted to show me off. It hurt to be leaning back against my cuffed wrists and I whimpered.



“What was that, bitch?”



“Nothing, Sean.”



“Are you complaining?”



“No sir.”



With a loud “Whapp!” he slapped me hard across my face. I felt the sting for a long time.



“Spread those legs bitch.”



I started to get scared, but my lust overpowered my fear. I spread, and Joe and Sean could see the wet spot on the front of my red lace panties.



“Tell Joe what we’ve been doing all night.”



“Sean fucked my cunt and mouth all night long on the bus.”



“Tell him how many loads I gave you baby?”



“Joe, he shot in my cunt twice and in my mouth once.”



“Hey, Joe, show this white slut what you got between your legs”



Joe didn’t need any further coaxing, as he pulled down his pants to show me his engorged 11-incher. He stroked it and the pre-cum ran over his fingers. He stood up and walked over to me.



Sean tugged on my leash and pulled me to my knees on the floor again.



“Suck him now whore.”



Hearing those words made me feel so small and powerless, and incredibly aroused. Even the few seconds of anticipation until Joe roughly shoved his huge black cock into my wet mouth were excruciating. I wanted to serve these men, to be their slut forever. I loved being called a whore, a bitch, a slut, a cunt. I felt my cunt spasm, as Joe pushed his cock deep into my waiting mouth.



“Joe, we are going to have a party tonight with Judy here. I’m gonna call Reggie and he’s gonna bring the boys around. We’re all gonna have some good white pussy.”



Joe fucked my wet mouth and Sean just watched. During the blowjob, Joe pulled out a few times to jack his dick. When my mouth was free, Sean would tell me what to say.



“Tell Joe what you think of his cock.”



“Joe, I love your huge black cock.”



“Tell Joe what you are.”



“Joe, I’m a total black cock whore.”



“Sean, you’ve got this white cunt trained well.”



Joe came down my throat. There was lots of it and he told me not to let a drop dribble out. He told Sean that he hadn’t cum for about four days and that I was guzzling a huge load.



Joe left the room and went about his business.



Sean addressed me.



“Baby, I’m gonna set you up today real good. You are gonna take care of my crew, who’ve got the biggest dicks you have ever seen. Guaranteed, almost nothing less than 10 inches and if it is shorter, it’ll be the widest motherfucker you ever fucked or sucked.”



My cunt plumped up just thinking about the monster dicks I would take. I hoped he could really deliver. I was totally Sean’s slut now. He brought me to a small bedroom. He pushed me onto a single bed that had steel rings attached in several places. He picked up a pair of ankle cuffs that matched the ones on my wrists. He buckled them on and pushed me onto the bed on my back. He clipped a black leather strap to each cuff and attached the other ends to rings on the bed. He tightened the straps so I was spread in an X position and could barely move. He left.



During the day, I napped and thought about what was coming next. Joe came in and unclipped my wrists so I could eat lunch. He re-attached me when he left.



Joe came in several hours after lunch and unclipped me. “Do you have a garter belt and stockings?”



“Yes I do, in my bag. They’re black.”



He told to put them on, plus the red bra, panties and heels I’d been wearing. He left the room



A few minutes later Sean fetched me and brought me into the living room. He told me how sexy I looked.

*All Characters in this story are over the age of 18!



Brittney



My name is Brittney and I am pleased to report that my younger, spoiled, bratty step-sister has turned into a certifiable, black cock addicted whore. For a year and a half I have been forced to watch her easy successes and the glowing appreciation showered upon her by my cunt of a step-mother and my wimp of a father. Since they married, this bitchy little blonde debutante has turned into the daughter my father never had, successful in school and a model Christian child. But, much to my delight, I have had the pleasure of learning about my perfect little sister descent into the thriving subculture of black cock worship and submission, of brutal gang-fucking and endless cock-lust that thrives in our hometown of Atlanta.



For generations strong black men have toiled on the lands of the south, growing stronger and more physically superior with each passing generation. They are descended from a stock forced to slave and reproduce under the whip of the white man, and hundreds of years of harsh evolution have bred a line so rugged and powerful that their former masters grovel pathetically at their feet. As a white women, I have always known that black men were supreme to their pathetic white counterparts, every trace of doubt fading with every bulging black arm, rippling ebony chest, and bulging groin that flashed across my televison screen. I had given into lust at a much earlier age than sweet little Kat had. I knew that she was still giddy from her first tastes of the magnificent treat of hot black cock; I had been a full-fledged addict to it for years.



I first learned about Kat’s descent on a Friday night that I was spending at my favorite Atlanta hotspot, The Vortex. I was a waitress in Midtown by day, but on most nights of the week you could find me hunting for large, hot, black cock in one of several nightclubs. No black man that ever laid eyes on me had any doubt as to my desires; I wore my lust for black dick openly and invitingly, and over the past 4 years I had sucked countless anonymous black cocks, taken dozens of hot loads in my steaming pussy and tight ass. My addiction was complete and all-consuming; no pleasure was greater than a pulsing black cock spreading my tight sphincter, no thirst was larger than my hunger for hot black cum erupting in my mouth. So imagine my delight when I heard that my flawless stepsister Kat, flower of white virginity, had been consumed by the same lust.



On the Friday when Kat first gave herself to Andre at a drunken party, he called me and told me that he had taken my sweet little sister. The thought of Kat descending into the world that I loved so well had never occurred to me before but I found it immediately appealing. On Sunday, when I blew Marquis fat cock as he told me about Kat similar blowjob the night before, I realized that the thought of Kat innocent little face being blasted with loads of hot cum was acutely thrilling to me. On Monday night, Jamal told me of his recent conquest of my little sister I knew, beyond the shade of a doubt, that our sweet little Kat was indeed a full-fledged slut. Of the three black guys that Kat had been with, I was one of their many willing sluts. It hadn’t taken long for the word of Kat’s exploits to travel to me.



Since our parents had married, I had watched her with an interest that I admit was frequently driven my lustful interest in this seemingly perfectly innocent teen life. I was no stranger to the dark rivers of lust and passion that guided the human heart, but it was not until Andre told me of my precious little step-sister newfound “taste” for black cock that my true feelings came rushing to the surface. The thought of her perfect little face being blasted with the hot cum that pulsed from Andre’s cock thrilled me; the vision of her virgin asshole being plowed wide by Marquis thick black dick made me even hornier than I had ever been before. As cock after cock was pushed into me, my thoughts always returned to her, my innocent, fresh little sister being fucked inside ut by the black dick I had grown to love so much. I had to see this for myself.



I was no stranger to black men, and those that Kat had chosen to give her sweet little bottom to were particularly dear to me. Andre and Jamal had been constant fuck-buddies for quite a while, since I was introduced to them by Jamal older brother Raheem. Raheem was a giant of a man, standing nearly 6’5 and bulging with hard muscle. His demeanor was cold and ruthless, as he had spent a number of years in prison for various crimes. His cock, simply put, was gigantic. I had never been fucked by such a large cock as his, and of all the black guys that had stuffed my wet pussy with their rock hard cocks, Raheem was my favorite. He could dominate you in every way with his towering physique and unstoppable cock. His years in prison had made him a ruthless and brutal sex machine and he could push your body to limits that you can’t even imagine. It was Raheem that transformed me into a true slut for black cock, and I thought it was time that sweet little Kat found out just how far she would go with her newfound interest in black dick.



When I told Raheem my plan, a wicked grin broke across his rugged, handsome face. We were sitting in a mall parking lot, and I held his big cock in my heads, stroking it slowly as he smoked a smoldering blunt.



“Jamal said this bitch was a freak. You think she ready to go that far?” He asked, exhaling the heavy marijuana smoke as he spoke.



My hands cupped his balls and my tongue danced over the head of his pulsing cock. “Our parents will be out of town all weekend. It will be perfect.”



He nodded and wrapped a large hand around the back of my head and pushed my throat down around his cock.



“Aight..let’s show this bitch how we do it down here in a.t.l”



As I dutifully gagged down his enormous jet black cock, my heart raced at the thought of the unimaginable delight I was about to bring my perfect little sister. She was about to get more dick than she ever dreamed of.



We planned it for Friday night. Raheem called Andre, Marquis, and Jamal and told her that Kat’s pussy was off limits for the rest of the week. They weren’t too happy with that, but they knew what was going on. Our parents would be out of town the entire weekend, so that would give Raheem plenty of time to break Kat in to her new lifestyle. Raheem was a master of turning white girls into cock loving whores; I never seen a girl that could resist his charm. The first time I met him, it only took him 10 minutes to have me in the backseat of his car taking his fourteen inch cock in my steaming cunt and begging for more. Ever since then I had done anything and everything he had asked, and I had never been happier. I was doing Kat a huge favor by introducing her to this black god, her life as about to get even better.



I watched Kat closely all week, waiting for the tell-tale signs that I knew were inevitable when a horny little white girl gets addicted to black dick. Jamal and the boys, following Raheem’s declaration of new black dick for little Kat, stayed away from her. I felt a little bad for her really, but I knew that it would make everything easier and even more satisfying for her. She spent time in her room, clicking away at her keyboard until early in the morning. When she got up and went to school, I checked her computer history, to find she had been visiting hardcore interracial porn sites non-stop, probably fingering herself all night to images of hot black dicks fucking the brains out of lucky white sluts. I knew what she was going through- porn only makes you hornier for the black cock, only quenching your lust momentarily before it returns even more powerfully.



My own horniness was practically insatiable as well, though I had the benefit of knowing enough hard black cocks to keep my pussy dripping cum every night of the week. My own exploits paled in comparison to what happened to sweet little Katherine that Friday night. Here it is, in her own words.



Friday Night



After my weekend of fucking, sucking and cumming with Andre and his friends, I was ready for more. Unfortunately, my black men ignored me completely. I called Andre every night, never getting an answer. At school he wouldn’t even acknowledge me, and Marquis and Jamal did the same. Had they fucked me and moved on? Was it that easy for them? Maybe they were just keeping it casual, but I was going through the roof. My pussy was positively on fire, and no amount of masturbation or porn was putting it out.



By Friday I was determined to get fucked some black cock, and I didn’t care where it would come from. My friends were all making plans, but I knew that this was something I was going to do alone. My parents had left town to visit my grandparents, so I wouldn’t have to worry about even coming home if I didn’t want to. When school was finally over on Friday I raced to the parking lot and left to go home as quickly as I could, barely speaking to my friends. I had only one goal in mind: getting some black cock wherever I could find it. I was confident, this was Atlanta, the home of the biggest, blackest dicks in America. How hard would it be for a hot slice of young white pussy to get some?



I drove through traffic and finally arrived at my parent’s posh suburban home. It was in a neighborhood in the 400,000 dollar range, though that meant very little because everyone I knew lived in these kinds of houses. I was surprised, however, when I saw my sister’s car parked in front of the garage door, which was shut. She had usually left by this time of afternoon to go to her job as a waitress in town. It didn’t really matter. We all had our own separate areas of the house, whatever the hell she was doing wasn’t going to interfere in my mission tonight in the least bit.



I entered the house through the front door, and I immediately realized something was different. An odd scent hung in the air, musky and foreign to my parents sterile suburban dwelling. Loud music played from upstairs, definitely coming from my sister’s room, was she having a party or something? She never had friends over and was rarely even here. She kept her private life to herself, so whatever was going on was not something she would do while my parents were home. I froze for a moment, listening, but all I could hear was the music. I was nervous, but I decided to just get upstairs and to my room and just avoid whatever was going on up there. I climbed the stairs quickly, and when I got to the top I turned down the hallway leading to my room. The loud hip hop bumped in my sisters room. My curiosity was definitely raised. What could be going on in there? My own horniness fueled my imagination and I imagined my wild stepsister in there getting laid by some hornier coworker from her restaurant. I could tell that the door was open by the way the music poured into the house, shaking the very walls with the hypnotizing thump of the rap music. Maybe she was just hanging out in there listening to music. I decided to walk around the hall to see what she was doing.



When I turned the corner of the hall that went into her room, I froze in my tracks. Brittney was spread out on her back on top of her bed, legs in the air, getting the shit fucked out of her by the biggest niger I had ever seen Her hands were being held down by another giant black thug, a gigantic dick floating in the air above her, holding her down while his buddy fucked her. I couldn’t tell if they were raping her or not, her eyes were closed and she was screaming but I could barely hear her over the music. I didn’t know whether to scream or keep watching.



I felt a pair of hands wrapping around my torso and mouth tried to scream but his large black hand blocked my mouth. I immediately felt the power of his body surrounding me, and I stopped resisting immediately.



“Hey bitch.” A vaguely familiar voice whispered in my ear.”How’s yo tight little ass feelin?”



I was shoved into the room and the two black guys who were apparently raping Brittney looked up at me and immediately dark grins spread across there faces spun to see who had come up behind me, and was faced with Jamal, Andre’s thug friend who had fucked me in the ass in the back of Andre’s car just a week before. I turned to look down at Brittney, who was looking at me with a scared face.



Was this my fault?



The song came to a stop abruptly and the booming music vanished.



Jamal stepped into the room and grabbed onto my light cotton skirt and yanked it to the ground. The man holding down brittney appeared behind me as Jamal rubbed the crotch of my panties, hooking the bottom of my shirt and pulling it over my head. I was completely in awe of these gigantic black men and was powerless to do anything but submit. I wasn’t afraid. This is what I wanted and I didn’t care how I got it.



“Just do what they want, Katherine.” Brittney said, fear in voice..



I turned to look at her. The gigantic Negro still had his cock inside her and had placed his hands on her shoulder, pinning her to the bed. My concern her vanished when I turned back to jamal and saw him staring down into my eyes with a cold, dominating gaze. He had removed his shirt and his dark, muscular body covered with black tattoos and letters began to dominate my senses.



“You ready to suck some dick, ho?” He said in a low, menacing voice.



My bra came unsnapped and fell to the floor and the other guy grabbed my tits roughly, squeezing them with his large, strong hands. I could feel his cock rubbing against my back. He pushed me down to the floor, my panties still on as Jamal unbuttoned his pants. His gigantic, jet black cock flopped out and floated in the air, already rock hard. I was mesmerized by it. I didn’t care that my stepsister was goings to see me do it. I was going to suck that big black dick so fucking hard . The unfamiliar black guy pushed me down to my knees and held my head as Jamal aimed his monster black cock and jammed it into my mouth. I made no show of resisting and gagged on his cock as he forced it down my throat. His friend held my head as Jamal began to brutally fuck my mouth, pounding his cock down my gagging throat. I began to scream but it wasn’t because I didn’t like it. He pulled his cock out of my throat after jamming it down and holding it there. It sprung out of mouth and pointed at the ceiling, saliva and spit hanging from it and running it strands back down to my hungry little mouth. He rubbed his big cock against my face, wiping my own saliva on my cheeks and lips. He took hold of his cock and gave it a stroke, milking a big drop of clear pre-cum to the tip of his dick. Without hesitation, I took hold of his cock and licked it off.



Jamal laughed. “I told ya Dee, this bitch is a real ho.”



The niger behind let go of my head and walked around. He was just as thuggish as Jamal, but definitely a couple years older and much bigger. His cock as glorious, and I couldn’t help but gazing at it hungrily as I ran my hands up and down Jamal’s glistening ebony shaft.



“Get dat bitch on da bed.” The man holding Brittney down said. “Let’s fuck both deez hoes.”



I looked over at the man. Brittney was now standing behind him, holding his cock and rubbing his stomach. She was smiling at me wickedly. Had she set this up?



“You’ve already fucked Jamal, but these niggers are gonna show you what black dick is all about.” She said sweetly. I was stunned. Should I deny it? I looked her in the eyes and then I noticed the black cock she was holding in the air, stroking and shining the pussy juice it had just plowed from her own twat. It was massive, easily the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was more than a foot long and almost as thick as a Coke can. I wanted that dick inside me.



She noticed me staring at it. “Raheem’s got the biggest cock in Atlanta. He’s gonna show you what a real nigger can do.”



Raheem’s gigantic dick floated in the air, rock hard, fresh from plowing my stepsisters wet pussy. I was on my knees, Jamal and Dee standing over me with their big cocks floating above my head. Brittney must have set this up! How did she know? I had entered the house, thinking she was getting raped, and now I was about to get fucked by three of the biggest, blackest dicks I had ever seen. I knew it was too late to deny my lust for these black cocks. I might as well enjoy the incredible opportunity for fucking that my sister had laid out before me.



I rose up from my knees, and made eye contact with Raheem. I began walking across my sisters bedroom and towards her bed. She smiled at me still gripping Raheem’s monestrous dick from behind.



“I knew you couldn’t resist, you little slut.” She said confidently. Raheem laughed and so did Jamal and Dee, who were following behind me. I made no effort in denying it, keeping my eyes locked on the beautiful ebony cock that was about to be mine.



I laid down on the end of the bed in front of Raheem who was standing with Brittney behind him. I hooked my fingers into my tight panties and pulled them down my legs, exposing my engorged pussy lips to him. The sight of Raheem pounding Brittney had gotten me wet instantly, and stroking Jamal’s dick and tasting his sweet precum had gotten me even more so. I reached down and stroked my clit, staring up at Raheem’s towering form. He was a giant of man with a cock to match it. My eighteen-year-old pussy seemed tighter than ever. I wanted that cock inside me, and I knew I was going to get it.



“Hold her legs back.” Raheem said in a low voice to Jamal and Dee. Jamal grabbed my right leg and Dee my left, pulling me to the edge of the bed and pushing my pussy out towards Raheem. With there other hands they held their hard black cocks, stroking them and waiting for their turn.



Raheem stepped forward and rubbed his massive cock head over th lips of my dripping cunt, probing it’s wetness with the tip of his hot dick. Brittney had moved to stand next to Jamal, her big tits pressed against his arm. She gazed down into my eyes, smiling knowingly.



“Get ready slut.” She whispered, winking at me as she ran her hands over Jamal’s muscular body.



I bit down on my bottom lip as Raheem began pressing his cock against my tight little hole. His girth was enormous and the pressure was intense as his cock began to penetrate the tight ring of my pussy. As his cock inched inside the feeling was overwhelming, my twat stretched slowly around his cock, growing to accommodate what had to be one of the biggest dicks ever. My eyes rolled back in my head and my hands gripped the side of the bed, and I realized I was screaming, but it wasn’t from pain.



Raheem looked down at me and smiled smugly. “I’m gonna fuck da shit out of dis little pussy, bitch.”



My back arched and my body twisted as he pushed his cock slowly inside of me- when he passed as deep as any dick had ever gone before and kept going, I almost passed out. I screamed in pleasure- the sensation was one of pain and immense lust unbridled, a lust that having a foot long black cock inside of you awakens. His hands gripped my hips and his cock was almost completely inside me now. His mouth hovered over mine as he leaned down on the bed, pushing his cock inside me. My mouth found his and I hungrily began sucking his big lips and kissing him; he pushed his tongue into my mouth and twirled it around mine. I was on the verge of a massive orgasm and his cock wasn’t even all the way in yet. Dee and Jamal pulled my legs back further, pushing my pussy forward further onto his dick. They laughed as I screamed out as his cock hit even deeper inside me. My body began spasming and I had my first of many orgasms to come. His mouth stayed glued to my mine, sucking my lips and kissing me roughly. As my hands dug into his back he held his massive cock inside me as my pussy spasmed in pleasure on his rock hard cock. Then he started fucking me.

I was being fucked in my ass and mouth. ‘Airtight’ one of the men called it. 8 men were trying to penetrate me at Paul’s house, my new master, and I was loving it.



The short but thick cock in my ass first I knew was Vick’s from earlier. The long black cock tickling the back of my throat was a man’s I had only just met.



When I had a brief moment away from being face fucked I could see the six other men staring at me like I was a Thanksgiving turkey as they stood naked, slowly jerking their cocks.



All of a sudden I felt Vick slam into my ass really hard and start to moan. The other men started to cheer him on. He was cuming in my ass. I could feel the warm goo start to coat the walls of my ass as he finished pumping with a few more strokes.



“Time to clean this dick off.” Vick exclaimed as he pulled out of my ass.



I thought he meant he was heading to the bathroom but just then the black cock was popped out of my mouth and Vick’s, sticky and limp cock was pushed in.



I sucked off his cum and my anal juices happily. I liked the feeling of sucking a soft cock, almost more than a hard one. While I cleaned off Vick’s cock I felt a new one enter my asshole.



“Thank’s for lubin’ this kid up for me Vick.” The black man said as his pushed every inch of his massive cock into my ass.



The black cock was the biggest I’ve ever had so far. He fucked me hard and without much care other than blowing his load. During that Vick excused himself and another average looking cock slipped into my mouth.



“Hey Ray, come hold this kid’s pussy open for me.” The black man asked one of the other men waiting their turn.



Ray came behind me and spread my ass open as the black man pulled his cock all the way out and I could hear him start to jerk is cock rapidly.



“Damn, you already turned his kid into a gaper you guys.” Ray commented on the size my hole had been stretched to.



“He’s about to get it filled up again…” The black man moaned as he sprayed his thick and creamy cum into my ass.



I felt some of the cum go right into my asshole and some miss, drip down my ass and to my balls. The men cheered again. Two down and six to go.



One of the more younger looking men, probably in his early 30′s moved the foot rest aside and laid on the floor. I looked at him a bit puzzled for a moment.



“What are you waiting for kid, sit on this cock.” The younger man demanded, as he waved his cock at me from it’s base.



I looked over at Paul, still not sure exactly how to go about sitting on his cock. Which direction should I face? Should I squat down or get on my knees? I was afraid of making the wrong move.



Paul looked almost embarrassed as he came over, as if I was dog that behaved badly.



“Here!” He grunted. Grabbing me by the shoulders and standing me over the man on the floor. I was looking down, his legs stretched out in front of me and his throbbing cock down below. “Get down on that fucking thing, slut!” He pushed in the back of my knees, making me squat down over the cock.



Paul pushed down on the top of my head to get the entire cock inside of me.



“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Paul looked down at me, “Now give daddy some love.”



Paul pushed his cock between my lips as the man below me started to thrust his hips up, fucking my dripping ass.



The man below me continued to fuck me and then I realized I was really the one in control here. I could bounce on this cock however I wanted. So far I have only been used as a sex toy without much influence over the situation.



I started to gyrate my hips as he fucked me and then went down so he was balls deep and rubbed my ass on him. All while Paul had my face full of his glorious cock.



“Hey, look at the little bitch go!” One of the other men pointed out as I continued to work my ass and hips on the man’s cock below me.



“You’re really starting to like this aren’t you?” Paul whispered to me.



Moments later he pumped my mouth full of his salty sweet cum which I happily swallowed.



I finished off the other men back on the foot rest in doggy style. The black man, the younger man and three of the others left when they were done with me. Vick, Paul and two others were left to finish me off.



Vick had snuck in to get another blowjob before he left and before I knew it I was left with only Paul. And surprisingly I was still horny.



I was still on all fours when Paul came back in the room after showing the last man out.



“Still waiting for more huh?” Paul offered as he walked closer.



I thought I was about to feel his long thick cock enter my gaping, leaking ass once again but instead he grabbed me by the back of the neck and led me back down the hall to the room I was locked in earlier.



“Time to give that asshole a rest. I have a nice surprise for you tomorrow morning.” Paul was making me walk on all fours back the room.



Once inside he pushed me over to the bed and threw me a bottle of water. Without a word he left the room and closed the door behind him. I could hear him lock it from the outside.



Sitting on the bed I could feel some of the cum still in my ass leaking out. I scooped up most of it and licked it up. Realizing I was completely dehydrated I drank the entire bottle of water in what felt like one gulp.



The bed had no sheets or blankets but I didn’t care. I passed out as soon as I put my head down. I was still covered in cum and sweat but I couldn’t fix that until tomorrow morning.



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Thank you again to everyone who has liked this story. It has been a long time since the previous chapter but if I get some good feedback I’ll get hard at work on the rest. Thank you :)

She met Ray the next day at 4pm as arranged. His secretary had all the paperwork for her to sign. Her employment as a High Roller area hostess was to begin the following night.



Ray sent her with his secretary to get her outfits. They were the same as Jenny’s.



The next day she spent the afternoon at the beauty shop. She had her hair highlighted and styled into a flip that came down over one side of he forehead. Had acrylic nails put on and painted hot pink, her toenails were the same color.



I heard the shower running and went in to watch her through the clear glass shower doors. I wanted to see if she had any other work done.



She had a jell all over her legs and was washing it off. Never had she used that before. I knew it was one of those hair removal jells. As she looked up she saw me standing there. Her face had a look of surprise and she looked away. At least she hadn’t touched her landing strip, that she did for me.



Sitting in the bedroom, I wondered if I had made a mistake by letting her take this job.



A few minutes later she came in and I asked her why she had suddenly started using hair removal jell.



“I want to be real smooth for wearing my stockings. They are so sheer and delicate. I can’t wait to feel them on me.”



The clothes she was going to wear were on the bed. She picked up the black, loose fitting boy shorts and slowly pulled them up her legs. Next came the black half bra, that held her tits up like they were being offered up. Her little pink nipples and areolas were both on display.



She opened up the stockings and held one out for me to touch. The were delicate. Rolling them up she slowly slid them up her smooth, slightly muscled, sleek legs. She was looking at me the whole time. They came all the way to her crotch and had a wide lacy band around the top. As she was smoothing them out, I had to admit they made her legs look even better.



As she pulled the skirt up, she shimmied her hips a bit to get it over them. It had an elastic waist band, so there were no buttons or zipper. It was extremely tight across her womanly hips and caused the skirt to flair out making it shorter than it already was.



When she bent over slightly to pick up the camisole, the top of the stockings were exposed. If she had bent over any more the bottom of her ass cheeks would have been on display, as the cut of the panties allowed that part of her ass to be bare. She raised her arms and let the camisole drop down into place. It slithered down over her high thrust tits and settled into place and she dropped he arms. It was cut lower than Jenny’s and I commented on that.



“It is because Jenny has D cups and I only have B cups, so this shows some cleavage where the cut of hers would not.”



She had bought a pair of black 4 inch high, 1 inch wide heels with a 1inch platform and a wide strap that went around her leg just above her ankle.



I have to admit she looked hot in that outfit, maybe to hot, almost slutty and I told her that.



“Yes, but that is what I have to wear and it gets the big tips.” I wondered how much besides what she wore and displayed got the big tips.



She sat in front of the mirror and applied her makeup. Her eye makeup was not any more than when we went out, so that didn’t add to the look and her lipstick matched the color of her nails.



“Let me strike a pose for you, honey. Tell me I don’t look to much like a slut.”



As she twirled around the skirt flew up enough to expose her panties. They were sheer enough so that you could tell that she was shaved.



“You look great honey. The customers are sure to enjoy looking at you. You don’t look like a slut, just a very sexily dressed woman. I just hope they don’t want to enjoy touching to much of what they see.”



She didn’t say anything.



As I watched her walk out the door, skirt flipping from side to side, I was starting to have second thoughts about this. She did look like a slut.



At 1:30 I heard her taking a shower in the guest bath. Guess she didn’t want to wake me, like I wasn’t gonna stay awake to find out how her first night on the job went.



When she walked into the bedroom I asked, “How did the first night go.”



“Honey, I didn’t mean to wake you. I went fine. Got groped, ogled and propositioned and made $480 in tips. The money that changes hands in those high roller rooms is unbelievable. I means nothing to them. All in all it was fun and no one really got out of hand.”



She rolled over and was asleep, before I was.



She worked her 4 nights and had 3 days off. It was the first chance that we were able to have any “us” time. We made love for the first time since she started working. She just wasn’t into it.



“What’s wrong honey. You are not your usual loving self this morning and you seem preoccupied.”



“Nothing is wrong. I am tired. Trying to get used to these new hours is a bitch. Give me a few days to adjust and I will be your horny little wife again. It did feel good to have you in me and making love to me. I will make it up to you, my husband, I promise.”



I asked her how much she had made this week in tips.



“Almost $1600.”



“Damn, I think I will quit working and let you support us. I just can’t believe you make that much.”



“Well, I do and I enjoy the attention. Yes, they get fresh with me and have a need to touch and see bare flesh, but that is as far as it goes. Ruben sees to that.”



It was time for me to set up a time with Ray to observe the room for a night.



He told me he would be on every night this week, so stop by any evening and ask for him.



Things were better between Janet and I the next two days she had off. I had to work but we had the evenings together.



The second night she came up to me in the living room and dropped to her knees in front of me.



“I am ready to keep my promise to make it up to you.” She unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and off, bringing my underwear with them.



My cock was reacting in a most positive manner.



She stroked it slowly until it was totally erect and starting to leak precum. She ran her hand up on the head, collected the clear liquid and used it as lube. I was leaking profusely, as it had been days since I had a good climax.



Faster and faster she stroked until I couldn’t take it any more.



“I am gonna cum soon.”



“Let it go baby, let it go.”



My engorged cock started to erupt and she put her mouth over the head and let me fill her mouth with my cum. When I stopped cumming she opened her mouth and let me see that she had taken it all and not lost a drop and then swallowed.



I don’t ever remember her giving me a hand job and letting me cum in her mouth like that. She knew I didn’t really like to be jacked off. What the hell was that all about. After not having sex but once in the last week and that was hardly worth mentioning.



Janet went back to work Wednesday night. I thought about going down to observe but decided not to. I wanted to see what shape she was in when she got home tonight.



At around 1:30 I heard her car pull in to the garage. I was sitting in the kitchen table with only the oven hood light on as always at night.



She was carrying her heels and half bra when she walked in. Even though I was only a few feet from her, she either didn’t see me or chose to ignore me. I hoped it was the first.



“Hi Janet, how was your night.”



“Shit you scared me. What the hell are you doing sitting in the dark in the kitchen?”



“Waiting for my wife to come home. Why are you carrying your bra?” She looked away from me.



“Why?”



“Okay, I’ll tell you. I don’t want to keep anything a secret from you.”



“The last hand finished. They asked me what it would take for me to take off my blouse and bra and show them the tits that I had been letting them have peeks of.”



“I looked at Ruben and he just shrugged. I told them $500 and no touching. They each throw a hundred dollar chip on the table and told me I had a deal. What was I gonna do. I opened my big mouth, now I felt obligated to show them.”



“Ruben told me to come over by him as I got undressed. He wanted to make sure there was no touching. I took off my blouse, followed by my bra and walked around the room out of their reach so they could all get their money’s worth.”



“They gave me all kinds of nice and not so nice compliments about what they thought of my firm mature tits and hard as pebbles, nipples.”



“That was it. They applauded, I put my top on and left carrying my bra. I was carrying my shoes so as to not wake you and my bra because I felt like letting “the girls” out for some air.”



“Now can I take a shower and get some sleep.” It was time to observe.



I called Janet at home after work and told her I was going riding with some of the guys, but would see her before she left for work.



As I came in the house, I heard her talking on the phone in the bedroom, with music playing also, so she didn’t hear me come in.



I heard her say that she would be in as soon as she could and to tell him that she would see him in the back, before her shift, but it would have to be quick.



She hung up and I heard her walking around the bedroom. I hollered, “Hey babe, I’m home.”



“I didn’t expect you this early. I am getting dressed. I have to go start my shift early.”



“Okay, I’m gonna have a beer and relax for a bit. Then I am going back to the shop. The bike is not running right. I’ll see ya when you get home if I’m awake.”



She didn’t respond and a few minutes later she came out, with the same blouse and shoes but a different skirt. It was black spandex and there was no way she was wearing her boy cut panties. She either had on a thong or none at all.



“Have a good time at work. I love you, Janet.”



“Me too, ” and she was out the door.



Oh, yah, I was going to observe tonight.



A little after 9 I was in the control room with Ray. I asked him how often he works at night. He told me, “Hardly ever, my wife wants me home and I want to be home with her and the kids. I’m standing in for Jake, while he is on vacation. That is why I told you to come in. I need to see what is going on. Can’t afford a scandal, not with all the big wigs we host in this setting.”



“Does this record only at the time the players are in the place?”



“No it records 24/7 but no one looks at it except when the place is occupied. That is unless there would be a reason.”



“Could we see the hour or so before the room opened.”



“Sure, but why?”



“I heard a conversation between Janet and someone that has me concerned. Something about having to make it quick before her shift, in the back.”



“There is a room in the back, where Janet and the girls take their break, There would have been no one their because we don’t open up until 8 PM. Lets take a look. There is one camera in there. I don’t even think anyone knows of it.”



Ray found the camera feed and I saw Janet, fixing her makeup in the mirror. Guess she got it messed up somehow.



“Here is 6 PM on.”



The lights came on and Janet walked in. Set her purse down on the table and opened it. .What she did next, knocked us both for a loop. She pulled her skirt up to her waist and took off her thong, reached into her purse, brought out a little perfume bottle and sprayed her now completely bare pussy. She also dabbed some behind her ears and sprayed down the front of her blouse.



“What the hell is she doing that for?” That was my question also.



In less than a minute, Ruben and two dark complexioned guys, walked in and Ruben said, “Here are the guys that wanted to see you. They have agreed to the price and you have an hour. I will be back to collect them at that time. Both of them will be at the gaming tables later also.”



All Ray and I could do at this point was watch and listen to what had transpired.



“Can you split screen or bring up the gaming room on another screen?”



“Yep, here it is.”



There was Janet sitting on an old guys lap. He had his hand up the back of her blouse, rubbing her back. The camera was facing them and it was obvious she was not wearing, even her half bra, her little nipples stood out like hard pebbles through the tightly pulled blouse.



Back to the break room.



Janet was getting undressed, everything but her stockings and heels. One of the guys went to the couch and brought a throw pillow for her to kneel on. The opened there pants and let them drop to the floor. Neither had underwear on. Both had very large, flaccid black cocks. My wife was back on the big cocks.



She took each one in her little white hand. It looked like she was holding a black snake in each hand. Her hands started moving back and forth on the now surging cock flesh. They seemed to be coming alive in her hands.



Her head turned from one thick black cock, to the other, her mouth open, as in awe. She looked from one man to the other.



“Get us all the way hard before you suck us, whore.”



Both of them were over 9 inches and powerful looking with the veins sticking out and pulsing. She rubbed her thumbs over the head as she came up the massive shaft. Precum was flowing like a faucet, down onto her hand. She opened them slightly to let some slip in to be used as lube.



The head of both these engorged cocks, were almost the size of a plum and blunt. Looked like a pair of battering rams. They were out of proportion, even to the thick, massive bulk of the shafts.



“Okay, whore, that’s enough. Suck em, make em cum or no money. We are paying you $1000 for you to take all of our cocks and eat all of our cum. Now get at it.”



I could not believe what I was hearing or seeing. I started to gag, Ray pointed to a door, as he kept watching and doing something with the controls. I later found out he was making a tape for me.



When I got back Janet had one of those massive cock heads in her mouth, which was stretched wider than I had seen it with either of the black guys she has had. The other one was striking the side of her head and rubbing his precum all over her face with that big black snake.



The guy Janet was sucking, took her head in both his hands and pulled her toward him. She was gagging and coughing, tears started running down her cheeks, her nose was running, onto her obscenely stretched lips. He was fucking her face with no concern with the fact she was choking. He just kept pulling her toward him. She was pushing on his legs, but to no avail. He held her there as he made short quick thrusts into her mouth. The other guy reached down and twisted one of her nipples, all the way around, causing her to scream around that thrusting cock. It must have opened her throat because another inch or so disappeared into her already overstuffed mouth, It must have gone down her throat. I saw him raise up onto his toes, stiffen and roar obscenities or something in some Arab dialect. Yes, I know quite a lot of the Arab language. My job used to depend on it.



More about that later.



He pulled her head off his raging, swollen, bursting with cum black cock and shot load after load onto her face, pushed it down and continued to empty his cum laden balls all over her tits, stomach and legs. She was gasping for breath. The other guy wasted no time in shoving his equally punishing cock into he gaping mouth, while she was still trying to get her breath. It looked like rape but she was getting paid well for it, so in Nevada that is called prostitution.



The second black cockmeat was a repeat of the first except he kept pulling her head until she swallowed enough of his organ that the bulge of the head was noticeable in her throat.



There was no doubt now that she was in pain and about to pass out. Her face was dark red. The guy that had finished ,tapped him on the shoulder and nodded toward my whore wife, he looked down and pulled out and as he did he started cumming in her mouth. He did not shoot, he flowed, thick river of cum that was running out of her mouth as fast as he filled it. Jesus, where did all that spunk come from.



He backed away and shoved her over backwards as she was slowly regaining her breath. It had only been a half hour but she looked like she had been gangbanged for hours.



They walked over to the sink and washed and dried their now flaccid cocks. Got dressed, reached into their wallets and extracted 10-$100 dollar bills, tossed them to her and walked out making a call. Probably to Ruben.



Janet lay on her back, naked except for her stocking and heels. Legs wide open and he pussy was glistening with her juices.



She brought her legs up and spread them as wide as she could, took both hands and started rubbing her pussy, pulling the bare, sodden lips apart and pushed one finger after another in from both hands, thrusting against her fingers. In just a few moments she let loose with a low, hoarse scream and squirted her juices all over her hand. I had only seen her squirt one other time and that was at least 20 years ago.



Rolling over onto her hands and knees, she slowly go up and walked into another room. Ray said there was a shower in there.



Meanwhile, the other camera was catching the action and being recorded for me.



Now she was at the crap table and two fat guys had her skirt up to her waist. She had on her thong. Both of them had hold of one of her ass cheeks. One guy would occasionally, spank her, massage her cheek and spank her again and then let it rest. The other guy just squeezed and rubbed, his cheek. When it was there turn to throw the dice, the other would occupy both of her now red, bruised ass cheeks.



I wondered how she would explain that.



The rest of the evening was pretty mellow all things considered. The two Arabs had their shirts open and would take turns forcing her head down for her to lick their nipples. With their other hand they would squeeze her tits through her blouse, never under it. I could just imagine what damage they were imparting on those once beautiful, creamy globes of fun.



At midnight the games started to wrap up and by 12:15 everyone was escorted out by Ruben. Janet sat, took the tip box, emptied it and counted it.



“Whew, what a haul.” Hell, she started the evening with $1000.



What happened next, sent Ray into a rage. I was to beat down to react. Ruben came back into the room and said, “Well, it’s just us again. What’ll it be tonight. I really would like to tap that fine ass again. It is nice to find a brown hole that is tight enough to be pleasurable but has been used enough to take a big cock without any pain.”



“Well, I wouldn’t say “without any pain, but you have a way of turning it into desire for more. Yah, you can have my raw, red ass. Just don’t spank me, I’m sore and going to have to soak all day tomorrow, to be ready for tomorrow night, After all it will be Friday.”



“Janet, baby, bend over your favorite chair and hang on.”



He walked up behind her and dropped his pants. His cock was about the same length as mine but quite a bit thicker. Yah, that would stretch her cheating asshole.



The head of it slipped in followed by the next couple inches, like it was on a greased skid. Damn, how often has she taken a cock in her ass, lately. Hasn’t taken mine that’s for sure.



He pounded her for only a couple minutes when he shot off all the way inside her, pulled out, went over and cleaned his cock, got his pants back on and told Janet she best be getting home to hubby.



Ray said, “I’ll handle Ruben. You handle your wife or should I say ex-wife.”



“You could say that, yes. Except I am going to have some fun with her first. Then I’ll kick her to the curb. Oh, thanks for the DVD.”



I knew I would be home before her as it was not yet 1:00 and she never gets home before at least 1:30. I was formulating my plan of attack as I drove. I fell asleep almost immediately. I have no idea what time her cheating ass got home. She slept in the guest bedroom.



Next- My plan and Janet’s demise.

Alyson had been happily married to Graham for many years and had a twenty something daughter. Their sex life had always been very satisfying but recently her mind had been fantasising more than usual. She regularly pleasured herself, most of the time she used a black dildo and it was this had had been occupying her mind most recently.



She had woken up feeling particularly horny one morning and as Graham had to get to work, a fuck was out of the question. As she showered she loved the feeling as she slipped a moist finger inside her. Should she pleasure herself now or later? As horny as she was feeling she decided to wait and let the feeling build up, knowing that her climax would be stronger.



It was a warm day and she chose a black bra that gave her big tits plenty of uplift, a t shirt and shortish skirt. Amazingly she left her panties off which just increased her horniness. She had a few groceries to buy and jumped in the car and headed to the supermarket. As she browsed for the few things she needed she noticed one of the shop workers bending down and filling some shelves. He was about 18, definitely younger than her own kids, wearing a while t shirt and tight trousers and black. Her mind went back to her black dildo at home and wondered whether it really was true about black men having big dicks. Her eyes were transfixed on his tight ass and she could feel herself getting damper between the legs.



She decided she needed to hurry home and headed to the checkout. She paid for the groceries and the assistant asked if she wanted them carried to her car. She said she did and the assistant called for some help. In a minute or so the black guy she had seen came over and picked up the groceries. They went outside and he followed her to her car. Neither of the spoke and she unlocked the trunk and he bent down and put the groceries in. Alyson thanked him and he turned and walked away. Alyson, too, turned but only to have a last look at his tight ass.



As soon as she started the engine and put the car in gear her hand went down between her legs. He skirt was soon up around her thighs as she slowly stroked herself. She couldn’t believe how wet she was. She just couldn’t wait to get home and slide that big black dildo all the way inside her. In fact she’s not sure how she got home without having a huge orgasm. She quickly went indoors and dropped the groceries on the kitchen table and almost ran upstairs taking her skirt off as she did so.



She got her dildo out of her bedside drawer and with her legs wide apart slid it inside herself. She visualised the black boy at the supermarket fucking her as she plunged the dildo in and out of her wet cunt. She reached up and pinched one of her rock hard nipples and but suddenly needed to use both hands on the dildo as she pumped her cunt and yelled out as a huge orgasm crashed through her body. She lay and relaxed with it still inside her and soon she was repeating the exercise and having another thundering climax. As she slowly slid it out of herself she put it to her mouth and sucked and licked it clean. Oh how she wished it was a real black cock.



Graham came home at his usual time and they spent the evening watching TV but as Alyson found it boring her mind was soon wandering back to the events earlier in the day and she soon found herself getting horny again. She went and snuggled up to Graham on the sofa making it clear what she was interested in. Soon they had undressed each other and she was rubbing his stiff cock while he slid a couple of fingers in her. He was amazed at how wet she was straight away. She opened her legs wide and said, ‘I want you to fuck me with my black dildo.’



He went upstairs and got it out of her bedside cabinet and as he walked downstairs was soon licking it and thought he detected her smell on it.



Alyson sat with her legs as wide apart as she could. Her cunt lips were very moist. Graham knelt in between her legs and as he moved the black cock nearer her she said, ‘Fuck me, black boy, fuck my white cunt, shoot your black cum into my white cunt, fuck me hard, make me cum black boy.’



Graham couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had known her for years and never had he heard speak like that. Hearing her really turned Graham on and he really wanted to take the dildo out and replace it with his cock but this was not what she wanted or demanded.



As Graham pumped the dildo in and out of his wife’s wet cunt she squeezed and pinched her own nipples. She called out, ‘Fuck me black boy, fuck my cunt, make my white cunt cum, oh fuck black boy I’m cumming.’



As Graham plunged the dildo in as far as he could she screamed out as her third or was it fourth climax of the day thundered through her sexy body. But just as Graham stopped fucking his wife said, ‘No, don’t stop black boy, make me cum again.’



Graham carried on, never had he seen his wife so sexy and soon yet another huge orgasm was crashing through her body. She took a few minutes to recover and then said, ‘I want to suck you off.’



As Graham started to withdraw the dildo she said, ‘No, leave it in there.’



Graham now sat on the sofa, his huge cock straining to cum, his balls red and swollen. Alyson leaned forward, opened her mouth and took it all in. She clamped her lips tightly around the head and sucked and licked it. One hand stroked his shaft and the other squeezed his balls. She wanted her husband’s cum in her mouth and very soon she felt his shaft start pumping as spurt after spurt of hot cum hit the back of her throat. She took his cock out, opened her mouth so he could see his cum inside and took one big swallow and took it all down.



They sat and recovered and were soon chatting about how much Alyson enjoyed it and then Graham asked, ‘Would you like a big black cock in real life?’



Alyson smiled and afraid to upset her husband replied, ‘Why would you like to watch me taking one?’



‘I think we both know the answer to that,’ he replied.



‘Where do we start?’ she asked.



‘I guess online, let’s compose an ad and see what happens,’ he said.



Graham started by saying, ‘Sexy married white woman wants to experience a black cock.’



‘Oh we need to say a bit more than that, if we’re going to do this I want a young, fit black guy with an enormous cock who can cum three or four times,’ she said.



‘Fuck this is making me horny again just thinking about it,’ she said and she reached out and started stroking Graham’s cock again and soon got it rock hard. ‘Fuck me darling,’ she said as he slid his cock in her. Somehow Alyson managed to cum yet again just before Graham pumped his hot seed inside her.



They sat and chatted again and she said, ‘I want you to watch me, I want you to play with yourself and cum over my face as he makes me cum.’



They sat and talked about the advert, when they were happy with it they posted it on a porn site. It read:



Horny, mature married woman wants (with her husband’s permission) to meet a very well-endowed young black guy. He really must be well endowed and able to repeat cum. Photo evidence required before proving size in the flesh. Husband fully approves and will watch and pleasure himself.



They posted the ad on their favourite porn site and waited for replies. Alyson had already decided that she wanted someone a lot thicker and longer then her dildo which was about 7 inches in length.



They were both disappointed when after a couple of days there were no replies. On the third day there was a reply from a 25 year old black man whose cock was about the same size as her dildo and didn’t say anything about being able to cum more than once. They were both getting despondent when an interesting reply turned up. He said he was 18, his erect cock was almost 10 inches in length and he said it was as thick as a Coke bottle and could cum several times. This really intrigued Alyson so much that she resorted to her trusty black dildo while imagining him doing all sorts of things to her.



As soon as Graham got home she told him about the reply and he agreed they should contact him. Alyson emailed him and asked him to send a photo of himself and she sent him one of herself where she had just got out of the shower and her magnificent tits and erect nipples were very prominent.



Amazingly a few minutes later he had replied. He said his name was Roger and he lived about 20 miles away, enclosed were two photos, one of him clothed and the other sporting a very impressive erect cock. Alyson loved them and said, ‘We must meet him.’



She replied suggesting they met up for a drink in a bar midway between them but then Graham thought it would be a good idea to get him to come to a bar near them so that if they all got on well he could come back home them. Alyson agreed and emailed Roger suggesting that they met in a couple of days. She told him about a local bar in Durham and they agreed to meet at 7.30.



Later that evening the thought of what they were going to do excited them so much that they had sex again using her black dildo.



During the day they were going to meet Roger, both Graham and Alyson were very horny. The thought of having his huge black cock inside her had her wet all day and Graham seemed to have a hard on all day. Alyson showered early on and trimmed her bush. As she admired her 40 year old body in the mirror she loved the way her nipples stood out so much. She brushed her long dark hair and put on her quarter cup bra with plenty of uplift. She particularly liked this bra as it just covered her nipples. She put on her slutty red lipstick and plenty of eyeshadow. Next came a fairly short skirt and sheer seemed stockings followed by 5 inch high heel shoes. She also decided not to put any panties on.



They jumped into the car and Graham drove the short distance to the bar. They were both very nervous and also very aroused. They walked in and found a quiet booth and sat down. Graham went to the bar and got a couple of drinks. Alyson glanced at the clock, it was 7.25. They had agreed to meet at 7.30, suddenly she had doubts, whatever was she thinking of agreeing to have sex with a complete stranger.



The door opened and Roger walked in. They both saw each other at the same time and Graham beckoned him over. They all shook hands and introduced themselves. Roger sat down opposite them and Graham asked if he wanted a drink. Alyson was delighted with what she saw as he looked better in real life than in his photo.



While Graham was at the bar Roger said, ‘Why don’t you come round and sit with me?’



She got up and walked round and sat down, he took her hand and put it on his trousers. She could immediately feel his hard cock through them. Graham came back with a beer for Roger and Alyson said, ‘Oh darling he is so big.’



Roger said, ‘No one is looking why don’t you get it out?’



Alyson looked around and undid his trousers, as she put her hand inside she realised he wasn’t wearing any underpants and she immediately felt his very hard cock. What also amazed her was that she couldn’t get her hand round it. She managed to get his cock all the way out of his trousers and gasped in amazement at the size of it.



‘Oh Graham, it’s huge, I must have it,’ she said to her husband. Alyson just couldn’t take her eyes off the monster cock, she could feel herself getting wetter and suddenly she felt Roger’s hand going up her skirt. She was unable to resist, she knew she was soaking wet and if he had lain her on the table in front of the whole bar she knew she would have been unable to resist.



She said to Graham, ‘Let’s go home, I need it so badly.’



Roger poked his cock back in his trousers and they walked out leaving their drinks unfinished. Alyson got in the back of the car with Roger and immediately undid his trousers, took them down and started playing with his cock. It was so large and rock hard, she bent down and opened her mouth and could just about get it inside. She loved the blackness of it and she licked the head of it.



The drive home only took about 5 minutes and they got out of the car, Roger pulling his trousers up although his cock was still hanging out and they went indoors. Alyson grabbed his hand they all went straight up to the bedroom.



Alyson said to Graham, ‘undress me darling, take my clothes off for my lover.’



Graham did as his wife wanted. As he took her blouse and bra off he was amazed how hard and large her nipples were, and when he lowered her skirt he could smell her cunt juices and as he glanced down he could see her juices glistening on her shaven mound. Roger had undressed and his immense cock was sticking out straight in front of him. Alyson couldn’t take her eyes off it and now desperately wanted it inside her. She lay on the bed with her legs wide apart and said to her husband, ‘hold my cunt lips open for his black cock.’



Graham knelt beside his wife. He had never seen her like this before. He leaned across her and eased her cunt lips apart as Roger eased his huge black cock nearer and nearer. Soon it was at the opening and he eased just a little inside her. She had never had anything so large inside her. Alyson loved the feel as the huge cock slowly forced its way inside her. It filled her and forced her cunt lips apart. Then he slowly eased it out but not enough to take it right out and then he pushed back inside but a little further this time.



Alyson was getting more and more aroused even though Roger hadn’t started fucking her properly yet, just easing his huge weapon in and out. But gradually he got faster and with each thrust his cock went deeper inside her. She could feel the end pushing against her womb and stretching her side walls. Graham had now undressed and his cock was very hard and fully erect. He sat on the bed beside his wife and loved the look on her face as she got more and more aroused. He reached over her and started squeezing her erect nipples which were larger and redder than he had ever seen.



Roger was now starting a steady in and out fucking of his lover’s white cunt. Graham loved the sight of the big black cock fucking his wife’s white cunt.



Alyson was panting, her breathing was getting faster and heavier as the big black cock fucked her. She felt totally full and suddenly she knew she was going to cum. She called out. ‘Oh fuck, I’m cumming, oh fuck it’s wonderful, fuck my white cunt, make my white cunt cum, oh yes, oh yes, oh FUCKKKKKK.’



Her climax was so intense and Graham loved the look on his wife’s face as her thunderous orgasm crashed through her body. But Roger never gave her a chance to recover as he continued pumping her white cunt and within minutes she was experiencing the beginnings of another orgasm. Again this climax was as intense as the first one and she screamed out with pleasure. Graham was frantically rubbing his cock but didn’t want to cum too soon and had to keep stopping as he felt his spunk rising in his balls.



Her second huge climax was just subsiding when Roger said he was going to cum. Alyson said, ‘Shoot your black cum deep inside me, splatter my womb with it.’ Just a couple of more thrusts and he was emptying the creamy contents of his balls deep inside her white cunt.



Amazingly he still remained hard inside her but Alyson wanted his cock in her mouth. He slipped it out of her and she knelt over him and held his cock upright. She loved seeing it with the remains of his spunk dribbling out over the head. She started licking it clean and loved the combined taste of her cunt juices and his cum. She thought she would never be able to get it in her mouth because of the size but she opened her mouth as wide as she could and amazingly managed to slide it in. She clamped her lips tight around the head and started sucking it. She used one of her hands to squeeze his big black balls and the other to rub his shaft. Graham was now behind his wife and desperate to cum. As she knelt he could see her black lover’s cum start trickling out of her cunt. He wiped it up with his fingers and started smearing it around her tight little ass hole. He knew that if he fucked her in the cunt she wouldn’t even feel it after having such a big cock in there. He had only ever finger fucked his wife’s ass before but as he was so desperate to cum he decided to slide his cock into her ass. He rubber Roger’s cum into the dark little opening and slowly slid a finger inside too. Alyson loved the feeling as she had her mouth full of black cock and when Graham slowly and gently eased his cock inside her asshole she loved the feeling. Although it initially hurt, the feeling was soon one of pleasure rather than pain.



She was getting more and more aroused as Roger had started pumping his cock into her mouth. She was rubbing his shaft faster and faster and soon he was shooting spurt after spurt of hot black cum deep inside her mouth. Her first reaction was to swallow it but she wanted to savour the taste and texture of it. Roger took his cock out of her mouth but she stayed in the same position so that Graham could carry on fucking her ass. It was only a couple of minutes until Graham literally exploded inside her tight brown hole. This was a new experience for both of them and one that they knew they would definitely want to do again.



They all lay and recovered for a short while and as Roger took hold of Alyson’s hand and put it on his ever hardening cock again she knew he wanted her again. He said, ‘Get on top of me and face the other way.’



She straddled him and as he held her cunt lips open she lowered herself onto the giant black member. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she started experiencing the wonderful feelings again. But of course as she opened her mouth Roger’s cum that she had kept in her mouth started trickling out. Graham was sitting at the end of the bed facing her. The sight of his slutty white wife impaling herself on this huge black cock and with his cum trickling out of her mouth and down her chin and onto her tits and erect nipples was the sexiest and sluttiest thing he had ever seen.



She was getting more and more aroused as she fucked herself up and down the huge black cock. Graham leaned forward and started rubbing the cum into his wife’s nipples. She reached forward and started rubbing her husband’s cock, soon getting it back to full hardness. Graham adored the look on his wife’s face as she fucked herself up and down on the black cock and got closer and closer to yet another thundering climax. Her eyes were part closed, her mouth open with cum still slowly trickling out as she got closer and closer to yet another huge orgasm. He now knelt in front of her and started jerking himself faster and faster. Even though he had just cum in her ass he was about to cum again.



He now stood up, his cock only inches from his wife’s face as he spurted hot cum all over her beautiful face. Seconds later she screamed out with pleasure as she felt the huge black cock splatter her insides with yet more cum which, of course was more than enough to trigger the most intense orgasm of her life. Her body trembled and shook. Her face was dripping with her husband’s cum and her cunt had spasm after spasm as yet another huge climax hit her.



Alyson slid off Roger’s cock, she lay on the bed exhausted, her cunt sore. Her face covered in cum. Before she drifted off to sleep her last thought was I must do this again soon — very soon.

With Halloween falling on a Monday, my wife Suzie was busy the weekend before trying to find her costume to wear to work. As a dutiful sissy husband that loves shopping as much as any woman, I tagged along, although our choice of stores to peruse is completely opposite.



Suzie is a Goodwill addict, with anything at a bargain giving her much pleasure. Me, I’d just as soon be at Saks or some other high end woman’s boutique.



As she drifted through the clothing isles at Goodwill, she found nothing to suit her fancies in the women’s section and other than a few mini-skirts, neither did I.



I held up one short little red mini and sarcastically said, “Perhaps, I’ll buy this hot little number and show up to work and give the boys a thrill.”



“Go ahead, I’m sure Maurice would love to see you on your knees sucking his big black cock.” she teasingly said, with a chuckle.



“Everyone would get a kick out of how well you walk in heels and how good you are with your makeup. Plus, Kim would love to see you in drag, seeing as how she once saw you in Macy’s lingerie department, fondling girdles.” she went on to tease.



Blushed with embarrassment, I replied. “You wouldn’t tell them you did my makeup?”



“Oh sure I would, my little sissy.” Suzie smarted back.



I put the mini skirt back, much as I wanted it, I had to think hard and long about the idea of dressing at work. I’d met Suzie there years before we married as I contracted at her company from time to time. Her office was filled with women; a couple that were drop dead gorgeous, especially Kim the receptionist.



Every morning I drooled over her as I passed through her area to go to work. She was always dressed to the nines, a natural blonde with green eyes that would melt any man, including me even though I paid more attention to what she was wearing while most men were wishing she was naked.



Kim always dressed the part, very professional and always in a dress or skirt, blouse, and jacket. Her heels were always spiked and those gams always dressed in the finest hosiery.



I thought to myself, if I were to go to work in drag, it would have to be of her caliber of dress, not some second hand mini-skirt from Goodwill.



As we moseyed around goodwill, Suzie hit the men’s section and pulled out a very nice Italian made suit from the men’s section. It was black with built up shoulders and pleated pants.



Holding it up to herself she stated. “I think this just might fit me.”



With that she headed to the dressing room and came back out and showed it off to me.



“What do you think honey, think Desiree would like me in this?” she blurted out.



“If you went as the hot to trot transvestite, I could be your man. I could even buy one of those strap-on dildos you’ve been begging me to buy.



What do you think?” she asked.



“Sounds good to me but you’ve got to let everyone that you did my makeup and it was all your idea.” I said.



“Oh, without a doubt hun.” she convincing said.



With that she went and paid for the suit along with some wingtips she found in the boys section.



“Now, what do you plan on wearing Desiree?” she asked as we got into the car.



“Let’s go to the mall and do some real shopping.” I grinned.



“We might as well get some practice in first, stop by the house and I’ll change into this and you can get all dolled up.” she surprised me by saying.



Never the sissy to let a chance to get all dolled up and go out in public, I readily agreed.



With a quick shower and shave, I put a short little silk wrap on and proceeded to do my makeup.



Lashes lush in wet black mascara, brows arched in black with brows highlighted in hues of pink; lips painted full with contrasting shades of fuchsia, and cheeks falsely framed to present the high cheek bones I should have been born with, I finished with two large gold wave shaped earrings. Glancing in the mirror, my cock arched in a semi hard state in admiration of the sweet tranny reflection.



A pair of Donna Karan French cut pantyhose was next and I struggled to tuck cock and balls between the cheeks of my bottom. Next I glided into a very tight waist cincher and finished off the underlings with a black any which a way bra. Fitting in my silicone tits, I loved the way they bounced freely in the unrestricting bra.



I chose a beautiful silk wrap dress in burgundy. Its pendulum waist and slit along the leg oozed femininity. Belted in with a gold buckled deep burgundy belt, my hips suddenly became pronounced instantly turning from slim shapeless man to a woman with curves in all the right places.



Stepping into a pair of five inch black velvety pumps put the shape of dancer’s legs into my calves and bum.



Last but not least, I chose one of my strawberry blonde wigs to finish out the look and fluffed it to perfection. A few rings to hide manly hands along with stick on deep red dragon lady nails, I saw nothing but a sexy woman in the mirror as I walked into a cloud of Georgiou perfume.



Stepping out of my dressing room and into Suzie’s bathroom, I couldn’t believe her transformation. There stood before me was a young man with slicked backed hair and looking quite dapper in her new suit.



“You look quite the lady Desiree, I’m surprised. I always thought of you as being a bit of a tart.” she said, giving me the once over.



“Well, a little fancy for work but just perfect for an afternoon of shopping with my gentleman.” I replied giving her a peck on the cheek.



With that we headed downtown to visit the high end women’s shops. Taking the interstates, Suzie got quite the thrill when several truckers honked in appreciation of the leg show I was giving them in the passenger’s side.



“Looks like you have some admirers, Desiree. Too bad it isn’t dark enough for a quick pull off so you could stuff some cock in that pretty mouth of yours.” she teasingly said.



“Well, there’s always tonight.” I boldly replied.



Arriving at Saks, Suzie chose valet parking and I felt very much the woman having a nice young man open my door and I teasingly let him have a perfect view of the lace in my French cut pantyhose. I smiled with a wink as his eyes met mine for a brief moment of admiration.



“My, you are but the flirt, Desiree. We might just have to arrange for you two to get together before the day is over.” Suzie said as she opened the doors of Saks for me.



Suzie and I went straight for the fine business attire in the women’s section and I was a bit confused when she approached a sales lady and without so much as a blink of shyness, told her every detail of our day and plans for Halloween.



“Hello sir or shall we say madam, my name is Karen and I’ll be more than pleased to help you today. Might I add, you indeed make a very convincing woman.” the sales lady said as she gave me the once over.



“What would please your fancy.” she queried.



“Well, I have in mind the likeness of very sophisticated ensemble that our receptionist has worn on several occasions. It had a very short and tight skirt that hugged her body just right with a slit up the back. She wore either a black or white, almost sheer chiffon blouse with a matching tight fitting jacket.” I described, as my breasts heaved with nervousness.



“Oh yes, that’s a classic look and we do have such right over here. What size are you 12 or 14?” she asked, as we walked over a few isles.



“Twelve if there is any stretch in the fabric.” I answered.



She held up exactly what I had described and this one even came with a wide red leather belt with Gucci buckle.



As I marveled over how soft the bright red fabric felt between my fingers, she came back with beautiful chiffon blouse in both black and white.



“Here, try it with both. You can go from day to night with just the change of a top.” Karen said.



With that Suzie and I took a well appointed dressing room and she helped me out of my dress and into this hot sexy number. Everything fit like a glove and the white blouse would show my delicates sexily should I get the nerve to do a little flirting at work.



“We should have stopped by the adult store before coming here. You look so good that you definitely deserve some cock.” Suzie teased.



I looked at the price of it all and sheepishly pointed out the extravagancy of it all to Suzie, to which she replied with a sly grin. “Guess you’ll end up a working girl to cover the expense of such classy taste.”



“These will most certainly work, Karen. They fit my sissy husband so perfectly and will make him the belle of the party, no doubt. Now can you show us some fine stockings and lingerie? He’ll need the very laciest of bras since you can easily see all through the chiffon.” Suzie announced to Karen without a bit of embarrassment.



“Most certainly, he is certainly a lucky girl to have such a generous husband.” winked Karen.



Amongst the finest of lingerie, Karen chose a very sexy red lace garter belt and waist cincher and the most delicately laced bra I’d ever seen, complete with a red rose front clasp. For hosiery, she suggested Pam Anderson’s Swiss Dot Stockings.



Agreeing to it all, Suzie told her not to forget heels and Karen produced a pair of spiked black patent heels that were out of this world. There name was even sexy. Flippa, she called them; 150mm spiked heels with red leather soles, I felt my heart drop as she placed them on my feet.



“Think you can handle those all day, hun, remember you’ll be walking from office to office working on our computers as normal?” asked Suzie.



As I stepped down the soft carpet of Saks, I immediately felt the difference an inch in heel height makes. My steps were deliberately smaller and I was forced to take a much more feminine step with each cross of my legs.



Turning on a dime, I smiled at Suzie and told her I’d do anything to have these heels.



She spied the price of 425.00 dollars per pair and immediately said. “Oh, you’ll certainly be doing anything and everything I demand for that price.”



Karen thanked us profusely for making her sales day and bid us farewell and Happy Halloween as we completed the checkout.



As we neared the exit of the door, Suzie told me to wait inside a moment and I saw her approach the fine young lad who parked our car. In a moment or two, I saw our car pull up and Suzie waved for me to come on.



As I carefully placed my new feminine treasures in the trunk, Suzie took the driver’s seat and mentioned I should ride in back.



I did as told and was a bit shocked when the handsome young man also got into the back seat and immediately began to unbuckle his slacks.



“Well, Desiree, time to start earning your privilege to shop for such upscale women’s wear. This young stud has given me a hundred hard earned dollars for you to give him the blow job of a lifetime.” Suzie informed me.



I smiled at my young beau and needed little encouragement to do as told. Those heels alone were worth a bucket of cum in my mouth, no matter how Suzie schemed to get her money back.



I took his well defined cock between my ultra curved dragon lady nails and placed his mushroomed head between my painted lips. Twirling tongue under the rim drove the poor boy crazy and when I engulfed his entire cock down my throat, even Suzie was impressed.



Suzie prolonged the eventually filling of my cheeks with his sweet nectar by purposely driving in front of the busiest sections of the mall where I was on display for everyone to see my talents of giving head.



Poor boy nearly shrunk in fear each time a passerby would take notice of the pretty blonde with a cock between her lips. Yet my talents would have him hard again in no time.



After the second or third time he’d swelled in my mouth, he couldn’t stand it any longer and drowned my throat and mouth with a load that touted stud. I swallowed eagerly and rose to give him a gently kiss on the mouth, snowballing a bit of his remaining cum into his own.



Suzie returned him to Saks where he thanked us for such a wonderful ride and hoped he’d see us again.



“Well Desiree, let’s head to the Love Shack and see if I can find a strap on worthy of a cock sucking slut like you.” Suzie said smilingly.



As we strutted into Love Shack adult book store, we got plenty of admiring wolf whistles from patrons of the store and Suzie showed no hesitation in heading straight for the section containing life like replica’s of all the famous porn stars.



She took immediately to a molded cock, with a resemblance to a “T” of Eddie Stone’s magnificently headed cock.



“Hmmm, this one looks quite a bit like the one you just sucked, does it not, sweet sissy.” Suzie declared in a loud voice, clearly stated to embarrass me to the hilt.



“Yes, I can see this one tucked into a pair of my Calvin’s, can’t you Desiree?” she continued to say.



I just winked and licked my lip glossed lips and nodded approval.



“Good, then we’ll get it along with this harness.” Suzie stated to the young man who’d stopped by asking if we needed help.



As she paid, Suzie asked me if we should hit the booths for a possible quickie. A big tall black man behind us leaned in and whispered, “If you have the time, I’ve got the money.”



Suzie just grinned at him and immediately took the two of us by her hands and led us to a secluded booth big enough for play.



Dropping in a few dollars into the machine, she told our new found friend, that a hundred would get him the best blowjob he’d ever had or 300 would get him access to a tight piece of ass.



“400 for both sounds good to me.” as he peeled off four crisp hundreds and handed it to Suzie, again in a whisper.



“Look at that Desiree, already you’ve worked off the cost of those Italian heels you fell in love with. I trust you know what to do next.” Suzie said grinningly.



With that I peeled off the trousers of my new suitor and was rewarded with the up springing of an already hardened black sword of love. I immediately bathed his manhood with my salivating mouth, getting it good and wet as I knew we had no lube with us. Once I felt it produce the slightest throb, I stood and with long nail ripped a hole in my pantyhose. Without so much as a bit of instruction, I grabbed my ankles and told him to drive it home.



Forced against the wall, I felt as if my ass was going to split wide open when his massive head penetrated my tight ass. He wasted not a moment in slapping his balls against me with such force that just knew this would be a fucking of a lifetime.



Last thing I remember from my pain dazed mind is asking him to please cum in my ass and not ruin my dress.



And cum he did, so much so that I felt my hose becoming wet from crotch to thigh. As he shook off the trailing cum from his cock, a large pud of cum hit square on the tip of my stilettos.



“Better lick that off before it ruins the velvet, honey. Here, I’ll scoop the cum from your thighs.” Suzie informed me.



As she finger fed me the semen from her hand, she said she was quite impressed and that I indeed did make for a good man fuck.



I sat down, gingerly, beside here and removed my heel and licked it of his cum.



As I looked up, our suitor was again in my face with his softening cock.



“Clean it up, bitch.” he said.



I did as told and tasted the nastiness of my unprepared ass as I milked his flaccid cock of every last bit of salty man juice.



“Sorry Desiree, if I’d known you were going to be such an expensive whore today, I’d treated you to an enema before we left. But I suspect that’s not the first cock from your ass you’ve tasted.” Suzie said sarcastically.



Once Suzie had fixed my hair and glossed my lips with a fresh coat of pearly pink, we exited the booth, only after quipping. “Well, at least your ass is ready for Eddie Stone now.”



Back to the car, we headed home and I was treated to the usual exclamations that she could not believe she’d married such a queer. Adding that she couldn’t wait until Monday when all the men at work would find out what a beautiful sissy they had for a computer man. She resigned to the idea of breaking in her new toy saying she didn’t want to get it dirty before the big day. With that I went from sexy slutty woman to drab boy again and dreamed all night of my new outfit.



Sunday came and I was surprised when Suzie’s friend, Carla, from work who also did nails showed up on our front doorstep.



Suzie greeted her and filled her in with all the details of my coming out debut as Desiree tomorrow at work and that she felt he should really have his nails done professionally.



Carla just beamed with excitement at turning me from man to girly man. With Suzie’s, permission she had me strip completely naked and had me lie upon her portable massage table. It was then I felt the familiar warmth of hot wax being applied to my body and soon heard the giggle of the both of them as they peeled off layers of my manhood.



After what seemed like an eternity, I felt cool oil being applied and when I rose up, I saw nothing but pure femininity everywhere, including a cute little patch of hair just about my cock and balls.



She had me lie back down and I felt her paint my toenails a gorgeous color of red polish from L’Oreal called Caught Red Handed.



“Suzie showed me your new heels and outfit. Those heels will give you such awesome toe cleavage and I suspect you’ll have to come out of them quite often when the men get a look at you. Men just love painted toe nails.” Carla said as she finished me up.



When she had me rise and go to her nail table, I was a bit embarrassed when my cock would not deflate for once I saw my gams and toenails, it was instantly hard.



Sensing my embarrassment Carla comfortingly said, “No worries honey, you are now just another one of us office girls; one with a little something extra. You’re not the first man I’ve transformed you know.”



“Yeah, Des, you won’t believe who else Carla helps out on a regular basis. But we’ll leave that for Monday’s surprise.” Suzie said temptingly.



My heart was in a flutter as I watch her with great skill turn my short nails into permanent fixtures of femdom. Long and slightly curved, painted in the same tempting red, I wondered silently how I would work a computer tomorrow.



As if she could read my mind, Suzie said abruptly. “Don’t worry about typing with those tomorrow; I doubt you will be getting any real work done anyway, although if I have my way, you will most certainly be a working girl.”



Once finished, Suzie brought me out a silk robe and we girls just lounged around and watched some chick flicks on television.



Once one had finished, Suzie excused herself for a moment and came back out announcing Carla should close her eyes.



“Open them up girlfriend.” Suzie exclaimed standing in front of us in nothing more than a pair of tight boy shorts.



As Carla’s eyes opened they fell immediately to Suzie’s crotch where she had Eddie Stone securely held by the spandex.



With a flick of her finger, it popped out hard as a rock directly in front of my face.



“Watch how well my sissy sucks cock, Carla.” Suzie said as she grasped the back of my head pulling it towards her man hood.



I eagerly went to town and let my wife face fuck me, completely down my throat with every inch of her store bought manliness.



“My my, but he is a good little cock sucking slut.” Carla declared.



“Oh, he’s definitely a love of all things cock shaped. He likes them small, big, long, hard, soft, wet, nasty. He’s nothing more than a cock sucking slut in the tenth degree.” Suzie told Carla.



“Well, I’m guessing the term working is going to have a whole new meaning to him tomorrow. I can’t wait.” said Carla as she packed up her tables and bid us farewell until tomorrow.



“Remember that trick of taping his chest together and how to tuck his sissy cock and balls. And don’t forget to give him a good douching.” Carla said with a wink as she closed the door.

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