5 comments/ 68394 views/ 6 favorites Finally, Fucked By: Willing2Do Cockwhore that I am I have been giving these two guys blow jobs on a regular basis. Actually I suck them, mouth their balls, rim them, and they often fuck my pussy mouth. Though different both of them have nice cocks. One is married and older, in his 40s. The other is single, 20-something-year-old. The married guy's cock is average - 5-6" long, about 4" around. The young single guy has a beautiful and rather unusual dick, at least for me. It is tapered at the head, broadening down the shaft especially from one side to the other, then tapering again at the root; larger than average - 7-8" long and 5-6" around. I deepthroat both of them, taking their cockheads and part of their shafts all the way down, the remainder of their shafts covered by my mouth and lips right to their pubic hairs. They love me sucking them because I swallow their cum. Both cum so much I usually spill a little bit onto their hairy pubes - the nest of hair at the top of their cocks and on their fuzzy sacks holding their big nuts so full of cum for me. I lick up the spillage, swab their crotches clean, suck out the last strings or dollops of cum from their satisfied rods, and clean them with my lips and tongue. They must like my cocksucking mouth. They keep coming back for more - the married guy for over a year now, the single guy for three months. All they have to do to get off in my mouth is email, IM, or call me. If I am not sucking or being fucked by someone else right then they can come right over for me to pleasure them all over with my lips, tongue, mouth and hands. If I am with someone else we - my two regulars and I - make a time within an hour or so for them to come get kissed, licked, sucked, mouthed, rimmed, jacked and feed me their cum. I don't mean they come over at the same time, although I have suggested that. They come one at a time. I have also suggested to each one of them that I would like to be fucked. Both have declined so far, the married guy saying he only fucks his wife, never in the ass, and she doesn't suck or rim him. The single guy says he will fuck only bareback, without a condom, otherwise he loses his truly great feeling erection. I have declined to take him bareback in my manpussy ass because he is single. I would fell much safer with the married man barebacking me, but he has refused to do it. That all changed Friday evening and Saturday morning. For the first time I went to a new bar in town, the bar known as a gathering place for men looking for action with other men. I had even heard there were some transvestites - crossdressers, and transsexuals frequenting the bar. So, again, a first time for me but a long time fantasy desire I dressed as a woman. Soon after I had my first drink a young man sauntered over and sat on the bar stool next to me. He bought me a drink, and we chatted amicably. The talk soon turned to sex. He bought me another drink and another. He made it clear to me he was looking for some action. I made it clear to him as I was becoming more than a little bit inebriated that I was crossdressing and looking for some cock action, a man for me to suck and him to fuck me. As I enjoyed my fifth drink of the evening, the fourth one he had bought for me, I even lifted my skirt, pulled my panties aside and showed him my cock. He took it in his hand, felt and stroked it a bit, then invited me to join him outside in his six-wheel doolie truck. As we walked to his truck he kept playing with my cock, balls, and fondling the fake tits in my bra. When we got to his truck he opened the back door and told me to get inside so I could suck him and him fuck me. I looked in and there sat another guy, his cock out through his fly and up hard as he stroked it. I turned around to tell the guy who had picked me up I had not reckoned on a three-way but it would be alright with me. The guy in the truck grabbed my arms from behind, and the asshole truck owner sucker punched me. He got in one blow to the left side of my face before I freed my arms and proceeded to kick his ass. Driving him away from the truck I literally kicked him in the nuts. When he bent over I kicked him in the face, spun him around, kicked his ass knocking him unconscious to the ground and turned on the jerkwad in the truck. I drug him out of the truck and sent him in a few well-placed fists and feet kicks to join his partner on the ground. I had figured immediately these turds were either trying to rob me or were bashers intent on hurting me. It turned out the other way for them. As they groveled on the parking lot pavement I picked up my low heel woman's shoes that I had kicked off before using my feet on them, hiked up my skirt and walked home the short distance to my downtown apartment. When I got home I checked my face for damage and found I had a slightly puffy lip, and damn it all, a chipped front tooth. As I lay on the sofa with a cold pack on my lip, sure enough, the married guy called me. He asked if he could come over for a blow job. I told him, "Sure." As usual he showed up in about a half hour. We got undressed, and I started working my mouth on him from his tits, across his belly, into his navel with my tongue, stroking his cock, mouthing his balls, rimming him, and went down on his cock kissing and licking it. I took his nice meat stick in my mouth to suck it and soon realized I could not cover the chipped tooth with my lip enough to keep from scraping his sweet cock with the bad tooth. I pulled off of him and told him what had happened. He was all sympathy, but said he was real horny and wanted to get off somehow. I said, "Well, I can stroke your cock, or you can slide it up and down in my lubed asscrack, with a rubber if you prefer." He agreed with that idea, unwrapped a condom, and covered his cock. I bent over on the sofa for him and loved the feel of his hard cock riding in the cleft of my ass. I loved it even more when he asked me to spread my buttcheeks wide, open up for him, and he would finally after all this time, fuck my ass. He worked the knob end of his cock against my crinkled, star-shaped ring and breached my tight sphincter. "Oh, yeah, do it," I breathed. "Fuck me. Fuck my ass." He pushed his cock slowly into me right to his balls, his curly pubic hairs tickling my crack. I backed against him, and we rocked right into the delicious fucking motion. He moved back and forth, in and out, me humping with him, him going on and on about how good it felt, until he finally after about 15 minutes pushed hard up inside me and filled the condom full of cum from his jerking, throbbing, swollen cock. He pulled out, peeled off the rubber. I turned around and cleaned his cock with my lips and tongue, being careful to keep the snaggled tooth off his sweet man pole that had just fucked me so good. We sat and talked for a while. Finally he told me he wanted to fuck my ass again. So we did it one more time. As we talked after our second fuck he apologized for denying both of us that pleasure for so long. I assured him we could do it more, and that I would get my tooth fixed as soon as possible so he could fuck my mouth as well and me suck him as usual, but it might just be foreplay for us from now on since he enjoyed fucking me so much. I loved it too I told him, just as I knew I would. I slept for a few hours until I was awakened by the ringing of my telephone. Sure enough it was the young guy wanting to be sucked off too. I told him right up front on the phone what had happened at the bar and in the parking lot, about the chipped tooth. I ventured on this may just be the opportunity you have been awaiting. I am as I told you before reluctant for you to fuck me bareback but you can ride your cock in the cleft of my ass and cum on my back or stomach. Or I will take your cum in my mouth. He was at my place quicker than usual, and we undressed together in a flash, easy for me since I was only in pajama bottoms. His long, tapered, broad across the middle cock was up so hard he had some difficulty pulling his underwear over it. When he did, his raging rod flopped up against his belly reaching to his navel. I fondled and stroked it; cupped his big balls; kissed, licked and sucked his nipples; worked down to his navel; kissed and licked the head of his cock leaking pre-cum that I slurped up eagerly; mouthed his balls; licked his crack; and rimmed his hairy ass. He told me to get on my knees leaning against the back of the sofa. Then he lubed my butt crack, his cock, and started sliding it up and down in my cleft while playing with my nipples, belly, navel and hard cock. Oh, that felt so good. He always brought the best poppers with him, the true stuff only to be bought in Canada now. I sensed him opening the bottle, taking hits in each nostril. His cock erected even harder and leaked more pre-cum. Then he held the bottle to one of my nostrils closing the other. I sniffed. He switched the bottle to my other nostril and closed the one flooded already with the poppers. I sniffed again. I felt the pungent chemical suffuse through my body, warming me in my chest, down through my belly, into my balls, cock hardening, my anus relaxing. He was still sliding his stiff meat up and down in my crack, then, "OH, OH, OH," his pointed cockhead entered me, "Aaaah, aaaah, oooh, ungh, aaah, unh, oh," his shaft slid right up into my welcoming hole. The broad, flat expanse of his middle shaft spread me like I had never been opened before, stretching my tight ass in all directions but mostly from side to side. I pushed back against him driving all of his cock up into me, opening my mancunt to take all of him. He kissed, licked, nibbled on the back and sides of my neck, on my shoulders as he fucked back and forth into my yielding manpussy. "Oh yeah, yeah, fuck me, please fuck me," I begged him. We did more poppers as he rode his cock back and forth in me, and I rocked with him, knowing secretly I would have never been able to take his big, thick cock unless I had been fucked just a few hours before by the married guy. I started cumming all over my sofa, the white creamy jism shooting out of the head of my cock, my ass clenching on this young man's cock pummeling my fuckhole. I didn't care right then if he filled me with his cum. I even wanted it, but he jerked his throbbing, swollen dick out of me and shot his load all up my back. The first shot hit me about the middle of my back, the second. The third spurted all the way up between my shoulder blades, another about half way between that one and the first two. Then another, another and another until only dribbles of his hot manjuice dripped onto the top of my asscrack. I rolled over to sit on the sofa and clean his cock and balls, his whole crotch with my mouth, using my lips and tongue carefully avoiding any contact with broken tooth. He leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth, swabbing his tongue inside to taste his own cum. We snowballed it back and forth until he was hard again. He pushed his cock back into my gaping hole and fucked me a few more strokes. Then he asked if he could put on a rubber and fuck me until he filled it in my ass. "Unh, unh," was the only sounds I could make at first, then, "Yes, oh yes, please." He did it. He fucked me for a half hour, more, both of us using the poppers. Finally I felt his cock swell, throb, lurch, jerk, and the condom filling with his cum. He drove hard up into me, and we lay there locked together kissing mouth to mouth again. Then he grasped the end of the rubber and eased his shrinking cock out of my wellfucked hole. He rolled it off carefully, held it over my face, drained his cum into mouth, open like a bird taking food from its mother. I held his cum on my tongue and opened my mouth, showing it to him. We snowballed again. Finally it was gone, swallowed by both him and me. I curled up on the sofa, pulled a blanket over me and lay there, both of us talking about how good it was, promising to do it from now on, as he got dressed and finally left me alone to fall back asleep, my ass still gaping and tingling, not sore but certainly sensitive. So now it is Saturday morning and I am laying here, dozing in and out of sleep and so looking forward to the next times with my married man or single guy. Finally Fucked My wife and I never talked about it. I'm really not sure how it became a thing with us either. It's possible she saw porn on my computer. I think years ago she saw some printed out stories and read them. She never acted on them, nor talked to me about what was in them, but if she read them, she knew what I was reading and jerking off to. While I don't think that was the sole reason we went down this road, I believe it planted a seed in her mind that percolated over the years. I'm also pretty certain that she already had a latent desire herself and more and more comments and small actions showed that it was becoming something she was having trouble hiding. Cuckolding me. Cuckolding me with a black man. That's the unspoken thing between us. I jerk off to that kind of porn. She has always had a thing for black men. Small comments over knowing someone for 30 plus years; she has never openly commented that a white guy is good looking for example. She has commented many times on black men and there have been times where she has disappeared to dance with black men when having too much to drink. There have been other times as well where it looked to me that she was openly teasing me with the possibility of going through with, but at the same time, making it just innocent enough that she wasn't doing anything out of order at all. But when you add up the number of times and the number comments and the increasing frequency of those times, it was becoming apparent to me that she was only a short step away from actually going through with it. For my part, I didn't even need porn any more. A couple pictures of her photo-shopped onto a similar looking woman with a black man and a couple odd shots we have with her posing with a couple black men starts me off. Then all I have to do is think about her comments and actions and go from there. I am obsessed with it. It seems she is as well. I knew all that was needed was time and opportunity. We got both in Jamaica. A long needed vacation to a very mellow island. We avoided the big resorts so we could hang with the locals and selected a small but popular hotel out of the way. Very clean, safe and respectable, there was always a mix of guests, locals and ex-patriots from everywhere. In short the place was just what we needed. People openly smoking weed pretty much everywhere and all the time, the place had a relaxed atmosphere and a very Jamaican feel. It took a couple days to mellow out; the weed helping a lot on that account and we spent the first few days lounging on the beach. Nothing out of the ordinary, except my wife Denise did take a lot of pictures of the locals. She kept commenting that she needed a shot of a Rasta to bring home. If you don't know, in this particular place in Jamaica, there is quite a bit of sexual tourism. While white men get hooked up with local women, the more prevalent and less predatory version are middle aged white women taking in a local, called rent-a rasta for their stay. They live with them and pay for everything while there and the renta cock just fucks them. Simple arrangement. My wife knew about that because I made a point of telling her about it before we left. I couldn't resist prodding her along. For her part, she told her friends about it and even asked me to tell people about it when we were together. It was now on her mind. Anyway, now for the obligatory description of ourselves. We are in our early 40's. We married right out of college and started our family right away. Denise is a beautiful brunette mom with just a little paunch, but a perfect ass and nice medium sized still firm but not rock solid tits. She is a woman. She has hair between her legs like a woman should. It's not an out of control jungle, or a short landing strip, but a thick bush trimmed to be contained by a bathing suit. She is drop dead sexy to me and while she thinks she is getting old – no one else thinks so. In those rare times she expresses her inner needs, she has hinted about being taken and fucked. Now with the kids out of the house – we have time to get away alone, something we haven't done for years. Like I said; time and opportunity. Anyway, after a few days, we were totally chilled. We hadn't had sex yet. Actually, we hadn't had sex for a long time. Things just kept getting in the way and the couple times she came to me for it unfortunately coincided with my having just jerked off so I pretty much couldn't do it for her. Frustrated, she actually went off to a guest room mumbling about how she needed to get fucked. I lurked outside the door and was positive I could hear soft moans while she did herself. I wish I could have watched that. This hotel had a big party on Saturday nights. It was actually pretty well known for it. They had live music, in this case a reggae band followed by an African drumming demonstration. It was a typical Jamaican night – 75 degrees and humid. Even with the ceiling fans cranked up in the outdoor venue, it was sultry to say the least. We got there early and got a table right in front. Being a musician myself, I was eager to watch the show. Turns out there were a few shows that night. The band came on and was very good. Of course the black rasta lead had my wife's complete attention. Her rapt stare accompanied by her standard comment about a black man of "He's awesome" started me wondering how far tonight would go. Would this finally happen or would she stop short as usual. The African Drummers were next and to say they were fabulous would be an understatement. All black men, rastas all, they wore a sort of short pajama bottom and nothing else. Accompanied by two women dancers also very scantily clad the combined effect was nothing short of primal. The thumping drums and frenzied dancing of the women was like an aphrodisiac. Denise was captivated. Yet there was one of the men that caught her eye. Whenever one of the drummers had a lead part – they would step forward. That's when the camera starting taking video and many still shots. I thought I could actually see her squirming in her seat. It was very loud, but I was certain that she said to me "He's the one." I asked her to repeat herself, but she remained silent, but fixated on him. I had my hand on her back, gently caressing her, but also applying gentle pressure hoping to give her my physical permission by pushing her towards him. For her part, her stare never left him. I think she was trying to get his attention, knowing that if she looked away, he might miss her intent. At one point she commented that there wasn't anyone in the crowd these guys would be interested in (it was a very middle aged crowd). While continuing my permissive caresses I whispered to her that she was totally hot enough for any of these guys. I don't know what more I could have done short of telling her to fuck him to help this along. The show actually was quite long. These guys were working hard and their flawless black skin glistened with a sheen of perspiration. It was like they were working towards a massive group orgasm. I was just sitting there watching this very erotic display, wishing my wife would understand that I would be happy to let her have this experience. I would nuzzle and kiss her neck, all the while caressing her back, letting my hand drift lower towards her soft and fabulous behind. Maybe unconsciously, I was hoping to warm her up, or help in her arousal so that she would either be unable to resist mating with this extremely virile black man or that she would simply take the lead and let him know she could be his tonight. No matter what, I was hard as a rock. It was almost painful I was so hard. She finally noticed me adjusting my confined erection. She slowly moved her hand into my lap to confirm my excitement then turned her head away to search my face for the answers she needed. I just stared at the object of her desire a moment; feeling her eyes upon me, just long enough too make sure she could see what I was looking at. Then before she would look away, I turned to look into her beautiful eyes and smiled at her as she held my hard penis. No words were needed. She wanted him and I wanted her to have him. We both returned our attention to him. Our expressions must have changed, or maybe he watched our brief silent exchange, but he knew as well. For his next solo, he moved directly in front of us to play. He danced and ground his hips just feet in front of her and her gaze went up and down his body to his face, but stayed for an extended time on his crotch, and for good reason. Apparently the only thing he was wearing was the thin shin length bottoms and bouncing against the cloth – down by his left knee!! – was the head of his cock. Denise realizing what he had actually gasped. My mouth just hung open. Wow – I guess he really IS the one! For the balance of the show, he made frequent eye contact with my wife and often with me as well. At first I wasn't sure why, until I realize that he knew I was her husband and he was looking to see what my reaction was. She was not the first white wife that came to the island looking to fuck a black man. I wasn't the first cuckold husband that was here to watch either. He just had to determine if I was as OK with this as my obviously aroused wife was. Once I realized that he needed a signal, I stroked her shoulder and smiled at him, giving only the slightest now. My heart was racing and I was physically shaking. This was happening. This wasn't a fantasy. This was reality. It could still go wrong and not happen, but we had never gone this far down the road before. We had the time and opportunity. Unless something changed, this would happen and soon. Finally the show ended. I saw a lot of couples get up and leave sure that they would be adjourning to their rooms to burn off some of the sexual passion generated by the night. The emcee thanked the audience and the groups and told the crowd that the players would remain if anyone wanted to talk with them. Denise looked at me for one last confirmation of my permission to proceed. I kissed her cheek gently and softly pushed her on her back to get out of her chair. She stood up still looking at me. My hand lowered to her round and perfect ass. I caressed her bottom while she smiled at me somewhat nervously. Once again, I pushed at her bottom and turning her head somewhat reluctantly, she started off in the direction of the band, occasionally looking back over her shoulder at me to see if I was following, maybe to see if I would change my mind. She would later tell me that she was still partly unbelieving that I had in fact given her permission to stray from our vows and that is why she kept looking back – she had to be sure that it would be alright to cuckold her husband, and in a very public way. It was a small establishment and the employees and other guest would almost certainly know that my wife would be fucking this native man. Just an aside on this topic – this happens pretty frequently in Jamaica. In this part of the island, and where we were staying so closely integrated with the locals, no one would judge what we were doing. The locals and the guests were fine with this as they are fine with many things that happen down there. Sex between people is as natural as breathing so if anything – people were probably happy that we all would be having fun that night. I watched my wife saunter away from me – a great view by the way. Her ass swaying underneath her light summer dress, I knew that she only had her panties and bra on beneath. She walked over to where the musicians and dancer were talking with several guests. She didn't go directly to him, rather stood on the periphery for several moments. She wanted to see if he would notice her. She was afraid that he wouldn't be interested in this middle aged with mom so she was hesitant. She needn't have been concerned because she was there a short few moments when he noticed her and with a broad smile came right to her. Of course I couldn't hear the conversation, but they were talking and he was smiling. After a bit, he looked over her shoulder at me then back to her. When she looked back over her shoulder at me, I knew that the conversation had turned to what I would be about in all this. My previous non-verbal permission had obviously just been given verbally by my wife. Later on, she told me that he had asked, what about me and her response was that it was my idea and I would be fine with whatever happened. Of course that was true, but was amazed she would make that leap without ever having talked about this. The two of them peeled off from the crowd and went to the bar for a few drinks. I was only a few tables away from them. Denise was now sitting on a bar stool with her side to me. He was facing her and had his hand on her bare thigh as they talked as her dress had hiked up as she sat. They were in deep conversation and her was very close to her, now letting his hands roam all over her. I sat and watched with my cock as hard as could be. It wasn't long before some of the employees noticed what was happening. They could see me just sitting there watching my wife with this man and they all knew that another white woman was going to be black fucked tonight. Soon some of the other guests picked upon what was happening as well as they looked from me to my wife and her stud. Most smiled at me knowingly, while a few took off to probably fuck as well. Denise had a few more drinks to bolster her resolve and simply nodded when he whispered into her ear. He made the move – let's go to your room; her permission in a simple nod. She stood and turned as he had his hand around her waist. They started to walk down the path to our room when she quizzically looked back at me. The look was, "Are you coming?" When I got to me feet she had her answer and the look changed to a sly smile. Turning away, they walked down the path to a new future. Standing there, hesitating for only a moment, I blushed when I realized that people looking at me knew I was going to follow the interracial couple in front of me to witness my own cuckolding. But of more immediate embarrassment was my excitement shown by my obvious erection. Red faced, embarrassed but unbelievably aroused I walked quickly but not with real haste to follow. Turning down the path, I slowed as they were walking much slower, his hand cupping her ass now as she tucked into his arm. I thought they were just enjoying the moment, but then realize that it was I that had the key to the room. They were waiting for me. I had to be an active participant. Opening the door was not just a metaphor for allowing him access to my wife, it was participation. Another in a series of decisions and points that could have ended the night without him in our bed; without him inside my wife. Realizing what they needed from me, I walked up next to them, actually said excuse me, and went up to the room. I unlocked the door, turned on the lights and waited at the door for the couple. She went in first, smiling as she looked me directly in the eyes as she passed. He came in next and did the same but with a "I'm gonna fuck your wife look on his face." It wasn't mean, just kind of matter of fact. He wasn't judging. He was happy to oblige us. He wanted it. She wanted it and he knew I wanted it as well. Win, win, win situation. If I got off on the humiliation of it that was fine with him. He was just going to get laid. Once in the room, they continued as if I wasn't there. Talking and laughing, Denise did ask me to open a bottle of wine. She offered some weed and they both smoked. They were nice enough to hand me some as well when I offered the wine. She put on some music – slow reggae and they danced closely for a bit. Things sort of stayed like this for a moment and I realized that Denise was having either second thoughts or was no longer sure she could do this. It had been a very long time since another man had even seen her naked let alone had put their cock inside her body. She was suddenly self-conscious about her age and body. When her pulled her close and grabbed her ass with both hands and pressed his lips to hers, she pushed away saying, "I'm not sure I can do this. I'm too old for you. You can't really be interested in an old woman like me." He laughed. Not a mean or sinister laugh, but one of knowing she was wrong. He went on to explain that she was truly a beautiful woman and that her age had only made her more desirable and that he would rather be with her than the stupid little 20 some-things running around here mostly naked and drunk on spring break. He continued that she was lucky that her husband loved he so much he would give her this experience out of love and respect. We both saw her hesitation so he backed he up to a chair and offered her to sit. Releasing her hands, he backed away, put his hands into his waste band and dropped his pants to the floor. I was behind him and saw only the reaction on her face to what he had until I looked under his ass and between his legs to see a massive pair of testicles and the end of his fat black cock just about his knees. Before we could say a thing, he simply asked, "Does this look like a man that is not interested in you?" This was the final decision point and I knew looking at her what the choice was. He was a beautiful specimen. His cock was massive and pulsing in front of her. All she had to do was reach out and touch it to show she would make love with him. Slowly, hypnotized by the sight before her, almost like it wasn't her at all, she saw her hand reach out and encircle that black meat hanging so close. It was so hot to the touch. Hard and engorged with blood, ready to penetrate deeply inside her, it was soft to the touch. And it pulsed. She could smell him. He was damp and sweaty from his performance. He was musky. She then realized she could smell herself. She was damp. Her panties were sticky and she squirmed on the chair, the need for her puffy womanhood to be touched. Her body had decided long before her mind that she would let herself be taken. Taken in front of her husband by this incredible black male. A moment frozen in time, she held him, staring at it. He reached out and stroked her hair in a gentle almost loving manner to get her attention; to break her out of her gaze on his manhood. She looked up at him, still holding it in her hands. He put his hands on but upper arms to gently guide her to her feet. She stood still holding him and then he pulled the neck of her dress over her shoulders letting the thin garment fall to the ground leaving her standing before him in only her panties and bra. Her face flushed with embarrassment at being stripped by this man and standing in front of him, vulnerable and more revealed than she had been to any man since before marrying. She was trembling with excitement and fear, though he was gentle and kind. He simply said, ""You are beautiful Denise." And then he unclasped her bra and it too fell to the floor to lay with her discarded dress. Her breasts heaving with each breath, her nipples hardened with the flush of blood to her sex organs. Her body was preparing to be mated. He reached for her waistband to remove the last barrier between them when she spoke in a wavering voice. "Him too." He must undress too." He turned to the side and now I had a full view of him and the frontal view of my wife, shaking with nervous excitement of the forbidden. I thought I could see a small damp spot between her legs and shared the scent of both participants. It was a raw animal smell saying mounting and mating will be happening. Looking from his smiling and encouraging face to my wife's nervous smile I stood facing them. She looked at me her face communicating her desire to share this with her husband. If she would be stripped bare both literally and figuratively, then so I had to as well. I was being stripped bare watching this man with my wife. Now I had to join them in nakedness surrendering my last vestige of control. Finally Fucked I pulled off my shirt and dropped my pants. Now I was only in my underwear as was my wife. A nod from him and my boxers fell to the floor. My arousal was obvious. My erection pointed directly at them both. He gestured me to come to them and looked down at Denise's covered sex. The intent was clear. I was to take off her panties revealing her sex to him. It was the symbol of giving her to him. I kneeled at her feet between them, his pulsing manhood so close to me. My wife looking down at me as I reached for her waistband, her nod telling me to do it, I rolled the damp garment from her hips, slowly revealing the thick dark thatch of pubic hair. My face so close to her overheated crotch, I could clearly smell her arousal and could see the dampness on the gusset of her panties and some dew on the hairs covering her slit. She was moistening for the penetration to come. He repeated again that she as beautiful and pushing me aside, pulled her to him kissing her deeply. This closeness caused his massive cock to push between her legs resulting in a gasp of surprise from her. Her womanhood was being brushed by another not her husband while her husband watched on from only inches away. It was exciting and liberating. She was free to do as she wanted. She had been given permission by her husband to lay with this man; to open her legs for him and give herself to him. It isn't cheating if your husband watches... It isn't cheating if your husband says it's OK. The couple humped at each other as he grabbed hands full of her ass and humped his cock into her sex. Soon enough he put his hands on her shoulders, gently guiding her to her knees. His intent was clear. Disengaging from their passionate kissing, Denise looked at him Doe eyed as he encouraged her to kneel. She knew what he wanted and was eager to please him, yet she was still nervous. It had been years since she had a man other than her husband in her mouth and she had never had a black one. She had never had such a slab of cock-meat to contend with. Even so, she understood his need and holding his gaze she slowly fell to her knees before him. This close to him, it was even more amazing staring at his thick veined manhood. Fat and warm, she could feel the heat and smell his sweat as she bowed before him. She was only vaguely aware that I was kneeling next to her watching her submission as much as I was submitting myself to him. Finally taking her eyes from his, she fixed her stare at the sight before her. Tentatively, she reached a hand out to hold him. One hand was not nearly enough. So as she began to pull on him, she took her other hand to help. Both hands still not enough to cover him she pulled at him making it flex and pulse. "Go ahead missy, you can suck it", he said. She nodded, glanced at me, smiled sheepishly and turned back to him. Opening her mouth, she tentatively licked at the fat, bloated black head. She was immediately rewarded with a clear stream of lubricant excreted from the pulsing weapon. Encouraged by his response, she took more of him in her mouth while continuing to jack him off with both hands. Her warm moist mouth and accompanying masturbation elicited a low sigh from him. Clearly motivated that she was pleasing him, she redoubled her efforts, taking more into her mouth and jerking at him with renewed energy. I was sure that her ministrations were being rewarded with copious amounts of fluid from him. The slick sheen and slobber from her blowing him was handing from her hands and drooling from her mouth; hanging from her bottom lip. She looked so sexy; so slutty. She was a desirable woman in heat. I thought if this kept up, he would surely nut in her mouth; something she never does for me and just as that thought passed my mind, he stopped her and pushed her away. Looking up at him in confusion, waiting for her next instructions, he simply said, "Kiss your husband. He deserves some affection for giving you this tonight." Looking from him to me, she was clearly not getting it. She didn't know why I was suddenly being included, but I knew. He wanted me to have my face rubbed in their passion. He knew a kiss would mean I would be tasting his cock. It was another way to dominate both of us; dominate the white couple kneeling naked before him. I don't think she figured it out until we were holding each other deep in a French kiss. Suddenly, she was much more passionate; her hold on me tighter, her tongue thrusting deeper into my mouth. She got it and wanted to make sure I got a full taste. If her husband wanted her to fuck a black man, then the least he could do was have a mouth full as well. Holding the back of my neck, my wife emptied her saliva into my mouth sharing the taste of the black man's cock. Backing away suddenly, trailing a string of cum scented saliva between us, she now had a wild look in her eyes; a look of excitement, fear and wonderment. She was in a new place now, a place of both sexual dominance over her husband and submission to her black lover. She was both powerful and helpless at the same time and the realization had her excited beyond anything she had ever experienced. She would make anything and everything happen tonight. Still holding the back of my neck, our faces and lips were only inches apart and so was the massive hot black cock. She turned and once again engulfed his fat black cock head in her warm and welcoming mouth. Sucking and slobbering on his meat, only inches from me, I was mesmerized by the sights and sounds; her sucking and her labored breath and his deep steady breaths as he held the top of her head guiding his hardness into her face. Again and again she turned to me to deeply kiss me, sharing the flavor of her oral sex and each time we came closer together making him become directly between us. Each time the man's black cock became closer to my mouth. Finally her kisses had his cock touching both our lips and looking into her wild eyes, she finally pushed his cock to my lips as well as hers. Slowly, I opened my mouth as my wife brushed the fat black cockhead across my lips. Slowly she jerked his monster cock into my open mouth giving me my first direct taste of his secretions. Gently pulling on the back of my neck she pulled me forward guiding more of his meat into me. I closed my lips on him and staring at my wife became a cocksucker. Wild with the excitement of making her husband both a cuckold and a cocksucker, my wife jacked his cock into my mouth. Placing his hands on top of my head, he now turned his attention to the new cocksucker in the room. Giving up any pretense of resistance, I grabbed his meat with both hands and worked to give the best head I could. Even with both of my hands on his cock and a substantial amount in my mouth and throat, there was still enough cock for Denise to hold onto. We must have been a sight. A while couple kneeling before this black sex god, sucking and tugging on his monster cock. Denise kissed me on the cheek where my lips met his cock then whispered, "Enjoy sucking the cock that's going to fuck your wife." With that, she stood and kissed her lover, her hairy pussy only inches from my face, I looked at her womanhood one last time before it would be given to him. Even with the overpowering aroma of this mans meat in my face I could smell her. I could see her wet opening underneath the dark hair between her legs. She was ready to be penetrated, though I wondered if she could possibly be ready to accept such a mammoth intrusion. They broke their kiss and he told her get on the bed. With a final pat on my head she turned and walked away. I had one final look at her perfect ass and the moist hair distending from under her crotch as I watched her sway her hips and get on the bed. As she got on the bed, I had a perfect view up her hairy pussy as her legs spread before she lay onto her back waiting for the mating to come. Holding my head with both hands now, he fucked my face a few more strokes and told me, "It's time to fuck your wife. Good blowjob and thanks for the help." He withdrew his massive cock from my mouth leaving me on my knees, open mouthed with saliva and his sex all over my face. His cock was swaying side to side as he stepped over to the bed to fuck my waiting wife. I stood and followed him marveling at his hard body and perfectly shaped hard ass. This powerful, huge cocked black man would certainly give my wife the fucking of a lifetime. I was glad for her, that she could have this experience, but wondered how things would be after. Would she ever be satisfied with me again? Would she need more of this? I would find that out sooner than later I guessed. Denise lay on her back, legs spread slightly as he got on the end of the bed. My view from the left side bottom allowed me to see the side view and up her legs. He knee walked up the bed between her legs, his massive hard cock dragging on the sheets between his legs. He reached out and touched her raised knees. She was trembling with anticipation and fear. This was something so forbidden, so new, yet she wanted it desperately. Nevertheless, all her emotions were in play. The raw desire to be taken by this man was the winning factor. There was also the surprisingly exciting fact of dominating her husband and having him witness her infidelity. She was surprised how aroused she had become from making her husband a cocksucker. Having him submit to her and ultimately to him by taking his drooling black meat in his mouth and assisting her upcoming mating was stunningly exciting. Now looking over at her husband stroking his erection as he watched her impending penetration she felt complete satisfaction and determination to be had by this amazing man. Gently, he applied pressure to open her legs and expose her wetness to him. I could smell her and I'm sure he could as well. She was ready. She was wet. Her vagina was flush with blood and pulsing, waiting to experience the friction from his penetration. Her breasts were full and her nipples distended. Her breaths were coming in short pants, a mixture of fear and wonderment on her beautiful face. Looking down at the beautiful, submissive brunette, he moved closer so that his hot meat bounced off her wet hairy crotch. The sudden unexpected contact made her jump. He then looked to me and called me over to them. Kneeling on the bed next to the two of them I waited for what was next. "Hold my cock", he said. Without hesitation, I reached between my wife's splayed legs and took hold his pulsing cock. Without his saying, I gently stroked him. I figured I may as well since all pretenses are gone now that I had sucked his cock. "Rub me on her", he said. I rubbed his fat, drooling black cockhead up and down her moist slit, parting her thick, damp pubic hairs and opening her labia with his meat. I bumped him against her clitoris evoked a soft squeal from her. Up and down I rubbed him, mixing their combined lubrications in the cauldron of her steaming sex. Gradually, I began to center him on target to enter her vagina, giving my wife's inner self to him. "Wait. What about a condom?" she remembered aloud. "It is OK Missy", he said reassuringly. "I have no diseases. I am clean and only fuck my woman or pretty married white ladies like you." "OK, but that's not it. I am not on the pill. I could get pregnant." That was probably the worst thing she could have said to him. It was like throwing oil on a fire. He bright smile showed that he more than liked the possibility of leaving my wife with a lifetime remembrance of tonight. She looked to me to do something; to stop him or make him put on protection, but I did not help her. I knelt there holding his black cock against her unprotected sex all but giving him my blessing to impregnate my wife with his black baby. He obviously took my silence as permission as he commanded, "Fuck me into her." Looking at the junction of their genitals; her sloppy hairy lips beginning to envelope his fat black cockhead, I realized that I wanted her to be inseminated by him. It had to be all the way tonight. She had to not only be fucked, but filled with his semen. I stopped my up and down motion, finding the expanding opening between the furry wet mess between her legs and held him there. I wiggled him back and forth making sure he was lodged at her opening, and then began jacking him off resulting in sure but slow penetration. Soon his fat cockhead had pushed inside her, distending her labia and opening her up to display the pink previously hidden from view. I put one hand on her mound to hold her down and pull her towards his meat as I pulled more of him into her. Her hips had begun to bounce upwards to try to capture more of him. Slowly he began to push at her to bury more of him inside her. "You can let go now", he said. "I can't believe we are doing this," she wondered aloud. "Ed, he really can get me pregnant tonight. I think I'm ovulating!" My job for the moment was done. I sat back on my heels and watched. Her eyes moved from me to the man that would father her next child. He leaned over her, knees on the bed, but arms beside her, not completely laying on her and said, "You are beautiful. I'm going to fuck you now." Denise's arms reached out to hold her lover as he just let gravity do the rest of the work, by relaxing himself resulting in his meat pushing deeper into her. As each inch pushed deeper inside my wife, she became more animated. Her cunt was instinctively humping up to him while she made whimpering, panting and grunting noises. She had let herself go. She was his to do with as he wanted. I watched the rutting couple as their passion grew. He took her slowly, but deliberately. He would withdraw almost his entire cock from her, almost turning her inside out and just leaving his fat cockhead inside her, then he would slowly push all the back into her until their pubic bones met where he would grind himself against her clitoris. He continued this slow but deliberate fucking while she rose to a massive climax shaking from her deepest parts, holding him tightly while she squealed in delight, desperately trying to suck or kiss any part of him. As the first of her many orgasms washed over her, her began to increase his pace. He increased just a little, but enough to arouse my overheated wife once again into another, then another orgasm. Later she would say that it was one continuous orgasm with brief moments of lesser contractions allowing her to catch her breath. As he increased his pace you could hear the squashing and sucking sounds of his penis bashing into her soaked womanhood. There was a puddle of wetness under her ass as both their fluids combined to drench the sheets under the rutting couple. He reached under her and grabbed each cheek of her ass with his hands and increased his tempo more. She was pushing back at him, fucking him back, her cunt eager for the blast of semen that was brewing deep inside him. My wife in turn grabbed his ass to pull him deeper, all thoughts of him withdrawing a distant possibility. It would be a short moment until I would witness my wife being fertilized by this awesome specimen of manhood. My wife would be impregnated and she would bear his child. I knew there would be no way my wife would terminate this or any other pregnancy. I stroked my hard penis as the couple fucked before me. My wife had completely surrendered to her situation. She was going to be bred in front of her masturbating husband by this handsome black man. She would have his baby back home and proudly show the results of her infidelity. Family and friends would be told that she had an affair and that her husband was a participant and was fine with everything. She knew it was close. She could feel his cockhead pulsing; his breath becoming erratic and the pounding of his massive phallus inside her devastating. She was one huge full body orgasm. She begged, "Oh God! Cum in me! Oh my God!! Please! Do it in me! Uhn, Uhn, Fuck me!! Impregnate me! Give me your baby!! Oh God!! Fuck!! I'll have your black baby!! Do it Oh GOD!!!" His muscles tightened. He grabbed her ass tightly leaving bruise marks on her and with one final massive thrust his cock exploded inside her. Directly at her cervix, the first blast of potent semen ejected inside her. She screamed with the climax as her cervix being battered by his blunt cockhead parted accepting the first of many jets of his DNA. Her defenseless womb already invaded by the first of many jets of his sperm would have an ample amount of scum to make sure she was with child. He growled as he hammered into her as she screamed in delight, babbling almost incoherently about being bred. I briefly wondered if the open windows were giving the rest of the resort the same hard on I had. He continued to pound at my wife's crotch as he deposited more semen within her with each stroke. The smell of their coupling was overpowering and I could hear the liquid sounds of their mating and see the resultant puddle of scum and vaginal juice beneath her and running down her ass. Denise had been royally fucked. Denise had been impregnated. It was finally too much and I came, shooting my load against the side of her head and all over the sheets. I sat there with my drooling cock and hand covered in my semen. Instead of my semen being used to impregnate the stunning brunette, it soaked uselessly into the sheets and into her hair as his semen was busy making her a mother. Gradually his pace slowed. He would drive deeply inside her, twitch his cock to expend any last drops inside her and then hold it inside her womb until the next twitch. She lay underneath him contented and exhausted. There was simply nothing left for her. She had nothing more she could do. She had given him everything. She had done it in front of her husband. All modesty pretense of reluctance was gone. She fucked a black man. Her husband helped and pretty much everyone at the hotel knew it. Most almost certainly heard her screams of pleasure and she realized that they also probably heard her beg to be impregnated. The remainder of the stay would be interesting at the least. He softened somewhat, but never completely went limp. Eventually as they caught their breath, he began to extract himself from inside her. He was gentle in that as well, not wanting her to become suddenly empty. He kissed his way down her body as he let her pulsing vagina slowly push him out. She lay there accepting his kisses, eyes closed and in a dream state. Finally, his fat cockhead fell out of her distended hole. Her crotch was matted with scum and sex fluids. The sheets were a thick mess of slime under her ass. She made no attempt to move or cover up. She lay there, legs spread a perfectly fucked woman. I don't think she ever looked more feminine. Nothing really is as sexy as a freshly fucked woman. It was awkward for a brief moment. He smiled at me when he saw me looking from her ravished cunt to his fat cock. His black meat was glistening with their combined juice – his cum and hers. "It is OK, Mon. You want to taste it. I know. I can see it in your eyes. Come taste the fuck." He knelt and I bent over. I held him once again and looking up between my wife's splayed thighs I could see her thin smile and closed eyes. I opened my mouth and sucked him. I sucked and licked and swallowed. I could taste her. I could taste him. My penis was hard again. I held his balls. I kneaded his balls. I was aroused beyond belief. I looked up at my wife's cunt again and now she was leaning on her elbows watching her husband suck black cock again. This time she looked at me with almost gentle pity. She had been fucked and almost certainly impregnated by him. She knew our lives would change. Hers would be one of empowerment and motherhood. Mine would be one of pity from others that wouldn't understand and of sexual submission to her and anyone she deemed acceptable to share her bed. The relationship of our lives changed the moment I sucked his cock and more so she opened her legs for him. We both knew she would be had by a black man again. Finally Fucked "I tink it is her turn Mon. Go ahead and taste her too." Letting him fall from my mouth, I turned between her legs and stared at the sloppy mess before me. She mistook my fascination with the sight before me as being hesitant to clean her crotch and gently pulled me head towards the river of scum and slime bubbling from her hairy gash. She did not need to worry. I was more than happy to have my face rubbed in the resultant mess of their mating. I was a man possessed as I lay on the slimy sheets, holding her ass and slobbering and sucking at her. She humped back against my face feeding me her adulterous cunt. I was so lost in the moment, I did not feel the pressure against my asshole at first. When I realized what was happening, it was too late. It was him. He was going to sodomize me. My wife seeing what was happening put her feet on my back and held my head. I was pinned to the bed and helpless to stop it. I was going to be fucked by him as well. The big black man was going to completely take this couple. With all the slime around, he actually went into me pretty easily. All sense of modesty or embarrassment was gone. I had sucked his cock both before and after sex with my wife. My face was buried in my wife's scum covered, pregnant cunt. I was hard as steel and couldn't have cared less. I wanted it so I relaxed my ass and let him take me. It was amazing and I now knew why gay men and many women loved ass fucking. His fucking my ass pushed my hard cock into the slimy sheets and it was almost like I was fucking someone. It was him that said, "Get up and fuck your wife." He allowed me to crawl to her, with his fat cock still up my ass. My cock literally fell into her stretched hole. She was warm and wet and I realized I was fucking his semen deeper into her. With him pounding my ass it was almost like he was helping me fuck her. My wife kissed me and shared the taste of their sex from my mouth. As I humped at her while being pounded in the ass, she whispered into my ear, "We are going to have a black baby my little cocksucker. Did you like watching your wife taken by a black man?" I grunted that I did. I loved seeing it. "Good, because I am going to fuck every black man here and you have to watch every time. I am going to make sure everyone here knows that I am fucking them and that you watch and eat the leftovers." She was killing me. She had me. She just confirmed the new status of our marriage: She was in charge. "Do you want to cum in me?" she asked. I nodded. "Sorry. Black men only get to cum in me." And with that comment, he withdrew from my ass and pulled my face to his cock for a quick cleaning. He stuffed his ass covered cock into my mouth and fucked my face a few times, then dove between my wife's spread thighs and just stuffed himself into her. This was a very quick one. He was close to cumming in my ass and that was his plan until her heard my wife talk about only black men cumming inside her. He furiously pounded my wife only caring about his orgasm this time. Nevertheless, she bounced back at him as her orgasm built. He was the first to pop and once again delivered another heavy dose of semen inside the willing white woman. His might orgasm fueled hers and the couple once again screamed though another mating. This time my wife's screams of fuck me pregnant and give me your black baby I was sure were for the benefit of those outside and at the bar. There would be no doubt tomorrow what happened in room 12 tonight. He had to go. In fact he was late for another later show. He apologized for having to leave and I believed he was sincere. The sex was good. Who wouldn't want to impregnate a hot white woman like Denise and dominate the white couple? He enjoyed the power his body and massive cock had over white people and he enjoyed giving them pleasure. He used my body, but only because he recognized that was what I wanted and needed, even if I didn't know it myself. If had resisted, he wouldn't have done that to me. So after a quick suck to get most of the slime off his cock, he dressed and left Denise and I naked and alone in bed, laying in their leftovers. I sucked her again cleaning her as best I could but when I tried to mount her, she begged off telling me she was too sore for anymore but I could fuck her face and cum in her mouth if I was quick. I jumped at that chance and quickly spurted what I could into her mouth. I lay next to her as we French kissed the cum between us and then we both fell into a deep, sexually exhausted sleep. I woke first. It took a moment to realize that it wasn't a dream. Denise lay on her back in the shared pile of cum. Her open legs revealed by the daylight dried sexual fluids in her matted pubic hair. There was cum in her hair and bit marks on her tits and neck. I could see his hand prints on her legs and hips. My god she was truly fucked last night. I had never seen a woman so ravaged or so sexy. God, I was hard again!! My movement on the bed stirred her and she slowly began to wake. I was standing on the floor directly between her spread legs looking down at her used body stroking my hard cock. This was the first thing she saw when she woke. It rushed back to her. She allowed herself to be picked up last night. She allowed herself to be stripped naked. She made her husband suck cock. But it was her husband that made the decision to let her be taken unprotected and there he stood looking at her impregnated, crusty cum covered genitals with a hard on. "Well, don't just stand there jerking off, get down there and give me a bath." That's how the day began, with me sucking the dried cum from her matted hair, using my tongue to dissolve the cum sticking her hairs together until I was finally able to cleanly like her slit and the nub of her clitoris until she had a nice wake up morning cum. We showered and had coffee like nothing unusual happened last night, but sitting in our robes, we finally had the talk. She began, "Last night was something else." I agreed. "You know that this changes everything don't you?" I agreed again. "I still love you and I always will, but you let the genie out of the bottle on this one. I am going to fuck other men. Other black men. I am going to fuck more while we are here for the next 10 days." "I know," I said sheepishly. "It's OK," she said. There are no secrets between us. You have wanted this for so long as have I. Now that it is out in the open, we can both enjoy ourselves." She was right. I loved her as much as always and was happy she could have sex the way she needed and wanted. I was just happy that we had an arrangement that let us both participate. "What I didn't know," she continued, "was that you were bisexual. I had no idea you would suck cock or enjoy getting ass fucked. I'm fine with it, in fact I was so turned on watching you suck that big black cock. And when he climbed behind you, I was dying to have you fucked by him as well." I had to admit to her that I was fine with the whole night and while I didn't consider myself gay or bi, I did enjoy myself and being dominated by the two of them was what made the night so powerful for me. Then the conversation turned to the big issue: pregnancy. "It was your choice to let him have me unprotected and once he was in me, there was no way I could stop it. He took me completely and you gave me to him." I agreed. It was my choice and not her fault. She tried to stop her insemination, but I literally held him to her. "If I'm pregnant, and I probably am, you know I am going to have the baby." I knew that and told her so. There was no way she could abort a baby growing inside her and I wouldn't ask her to. This brought up the discussion of what we would tell everyone. We agreed that we would say that she and I had a wild fling in Jamaica and things got out of hand and the black baby she would deliver from between her thighs would be proof. We made the choice and would live with it. If no one else could handle that, too bad. We finally dressed and went to the open area for breakfast and coffee. Everyone that was there knew what happened last night but there was no judgment. Some knowing stares from the employees that another white woman had been taken native and a couple whispers from some ladies about "that's them – that woman fucked that huge black man in front of her husband", but nothing to bother us. Denise and I had discussed how things would be from now on. At home, discretion was the norm. We would not complicate things at home by having sex with other men at home. But what happens on the road is another story. For the rest of the vacation, there were many men that found a wet and willing home between my wife's legs. Not all men were OK with me sucking their cocks, but most were. It didn't matter to me since I ate her cum soaked cunt after every deposit. We had a few regulars and most of the men that worked at the small resort took her several times while we were there. Once when she left the pool to go to the bathroom, I thought she was gone a little long and when I went to look for her, I wound her in the pool shower with her bikini bottoms around her ankles and a fat black cock fucking her pussy. I got there just in time to watch him pull her ass to him and ejaculate inside her. He smiled when he saw me. He knew our deal and had fucked her a few days ago so he knew I was cool with it. Anyway, the vacation had to end and so we left Jamaica with my wife full of semen and as we found out later also full of a black baby. We really couldn't be sure who the father was since she had been had by so many black men, but we chose to believe that it was that very fist night that she had been caught. Our first black child was born 9 months later. Our first, but not last.