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A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples

By: husband101



Garrett Jacobs knew he was going to be a success in life by his freshman year in college. At 6 feet 2 inches tall and 200 pounds, he was a natural outside linebacker, capable of sealing the corners to stop the run, dropping back into pass coverage, or blitzing the quarterback. His defensive coach took Garrett's athletic ability in stride. As a scholar-athlete, it was a given that Garrett could play the position for which he'd been recruited. But his coach also saw how quickly his young player had absorbed the playbook and how he always seemed to be around the ball, as if he knew what plays the opposing offense was going to run. 

When his coach asked him why that was the case, Garrett replied that he just saw the offensive sets unfold like patterns on a chalkboard. "I just go where the formation and the flow says they're going to run the play," he'd explained.

Though his coach didn't quite see what Garrett had meant, he was smart enough to give Garrett the whole defensive strategy playbook and start using him to call defensive signals, a task he undertook so ably that one exasperated opposing offensive coordinator had accused him of stealing their signals. Garrett had thanked him for the compliment.

The same ability to see complex interactions in his head helped Garrett master his heavy course load in business and finance. While fellow students struggled with business theories and stock market modeling, Garrett aced his exams and started auditing graduate finance courses when he was a Junior. He found his professors were always willing to give extra time and attention to the handsome, charismatic football player. His teammates spent their off-hours drinking, carousing, and chasing the prettiest girls on campus; Garrett spent his interning in banks and brokerage houses. He lived frugally, taking his small stipend and investing it in the market. It didn't take long to grow his investments into a very sizeable nest egg, a fact he did not advertise.

Garrett also discovered that his innate ability to visualize and influence complex interactions and patterns worked just as well with people, and particularly with the cute young co-eds who found him irresistible. He never bragged about his successes, but one girl told another about the handsome muscular player's prowess in the bedroom, and there always seemed to be one more gorgeous young cheerleader who wanted to see if the stories were true. As one of his admirers had put it to her BFF, "Good lord, he's just amazing. I mean, he's handsome and ripped and there's that monster cock, but it's like he can read my mind and figure out exactly what I want and when to do it before I even know. I've never come so hard and so much in my life!"

By the time Garrett graduated, with honors, he'd amassed enough of a grubstake that he was able to live comfortably and work from his first home, a stylish condominium in a neighborhood catering to upscale young white couples. He'd also discovered that the lovely young white wives in the neighborhood were just as interested in the handsome young investor as the co-eds at school had been. This posed something of a problem. Dipping his wick in a married inkwell appealed to him psychologically and sexually. There was plenty of physical satisfaction to be had, but Garrett did not want the potential messiness that damaging marriages could bring. 

The solution to the problem first presented itself in the form of Rick and Cassie Jensen, a young married couple who lived three floors down in his building. Cassie was 26, a striking, tall blonde from Minnesota who worked for a law firm downtown. Rick was 32, an amiable investment counselor. They'd struck up an "elevator friendship" and become good friends, trading dinners regularly. It had not taken long before Cassie made it clear that she was interested in something more intimate than dinner. Garrett had politely declined, explaining that he had no wish to cause a problem in the Jensen marriage.

Cassie had disabused him of that notion. "You wouldn't be causing a problem," she'd said, "you'd be solving one. I love Rick to pieces, but he's just not getting it done in the bedroom. We need someone to help out. Besides, I've always been curious about black men."

"I'm not about to start messing with cheating wives, Cassie," Garrett had explained.

Cassie had laughed. "Cheating? Who said anything about cheating? Rick brought it up in the first place, and he sure as hell plans on watching you fuck me."

"So you're swingers?" Garrett asked.

"No, honey, we're not swingers. We want to try out cuckolding," Cassie replied. She'd gone on to explain that Rick didn't want to fuck someone else's wife, he wanted a guy to fuck Cassie while he watched. So later than night, Garrett had fucked the lovely young blonde to the point of exhaustion while Rick had watched and jerked off. When Garrett left, Rick had thanked him profusely and made arrangements for another encounter over the next weekend.

Garrett had quickly found that the notion of fucking an attractive, young, married white woman appealed to his libido. It wasn't just fucking hot white pussy he liked, it was fucking hot white married pussy. In front of the husband. It was like Viagra. The role of handsome hung black bull fit him like a glove, and he soon discovered that fulfilling Cassie and Rick's expectations of deep, dark taboo jungle love was as entertaining to him as it was arousing to Rick.

Cassie was lying on her back with her legs spread and Garrett's cum load leaking from her gaping pussy when Rick had first asked him if he thought he could handle another white wife. "We have some close friends, Elaine and Paul, who live in the building," Rick said. "Cassie's been telling Elaine about what an amazing lover you are, and Elaine told Cassie she was interested."

"I don't know," Garrett replied. "It's not like they're friends."

"Elaine's really cute. She's a tiny little redhead. You'd love fucking her," Cassie chimed in. "Why don't we all have dinner and we can explain how things work. I love being your hot wife, but I'm feeling guilty keeping that magnificent black cock all to myself."

"Besides," Rick joined in, "Cassie and I really get turned on by the idea of turning Elaine and Paul out as a black cock cuckold couple. It feels like we're corrupting them." Garrett laughed and agreed to the meeting.

Cassie hadn't been kidding when she had described Elaine as "tiny." Garrett towered over the 4 foot 11 inch redhead, who giggled when he took her small hand in his to shake it. "If everything else about you is this big, I'm in trouble," the redhead chirped.

Garrett liked her immediately. She'd worn her red hair in a pixy cut. Coupled with her pouty red lips, alabaster skin and slightly upturned nose, the overall effect made her look like a woodland sprite. Her easy laughter and constant smile did nothing to dispel the image.

Over drinks, Garrett learned that Elaine had been a gymnast and ballet dancer but had switched to elementary education when she'd torn her ACL as a college freshman. "Besides," she said with a laugh, "there isn't a ballet company in the country that wants a sub-five feet redhead in the corps de ballet. All for the best anyway. I love teaching kids."

Her husband Paul was a graphics designer and artist, who'd converted one of the bedrooms in their unit into a painting studio. He was slender and dark haired, which curled over his collar, looking every bit the moody, struggling artist. When Garrett had suggested that it must be difficult to make a living as a painter, Elaine had laughed. "Don't let the 'suffering artist' look fool you. Paul does quite nicely with graphics design and his parents left him very well off," she said. "We live comfortably on Paul's graphics income and my salary as a teacher. The painting's his avocation."

The dinner went extremely well. Cassie had seated Garrett and Elaine next to each other, with Paul across the table. Wine flowed freely and Paul and Garrett spent most of the dinner in an intense discussion about stock market forecasting, investment strategies, hedge funds, and metals futures. Elaine spent most of the dinner running her left hand first up and down Garrett's right thigh and then up and down his crotch.

At the end of the evening, Garrett stood. "Thanks for a wonderful dinner, Cassie," he said, kissing her lightly on the cheek. He shook Rick's hand and nodded to Paul and Elaine. "Nice to meet you both." As soon as he was out the door, Elaine hurried to join him, slipping her arm through his.

"Why don't you walk me home," she suggested, and Garrett had obliged. When they reached Elaine's condo, she insisted he join her for a night cap. They sat in the living room and drank, looking out at the city skyline and the bright lights below.

"Tell me about what you and Paul are looking for," Garrett inquired. "We're crazy about each other, but we're very different sexually," Elaine replied. "Paul is moody and intense and frankly a bit passive. He likes to make love. I, on the other hand, am light-hearted and just love to fuck." Garrett nodded. "We're out of sync. I want to get my brains fucked out and Paul wants candles, flowers and a string quartet."

Elaine took a long pull at her double vodka tonic and continued. "I've always found black men attractive, at least in the abstract, though I've never been intimate with any. To try and liven things up, I got Paul to watch porn together. It was just sort of okay, but one night I put on an amateur video of a wife with a black guy while the husband watched, and it was like 'POW!'"

"POW-how" Garrett asked. Elaine laughed.

"POW as in Paul got hard as a rock, I got soaking wet, and we screwed like we did when we first got married," Elaine said. "At the same time, Cassie was telling me about what was going on with you and her and Rick. I told Paul about it, and we started watching what I guess you could call amateur interracial cuckold videos pretty regularly. I finally flat out asked Paul if the idea of me actually fucking a black guy turned him on. He didn't have to answer the question, because he was hard as a rock in two seconds. No denying it after that," she said. "And here we are."

Garrett looked at Elaine intensely. "I'm not into cheating wives, Elaine. It sounds like this is entirely your agenda. Is that right?" Elaine laughed. "I definitely am leading the way, that's fair enough," she said, "but you and I wouldn't be here if Paul wasn't intrigued and aroused by the idea too."

Garrett frowned. "Ideas are ideas. The reality of watching another man -- and a black man at that -- taking a guy's wife can be a lot different than the idea of it for a husband, if you get my drift." Elaine nodded. "Supposing, for example, that you really love it but Paul can't cope, what then?"

"We've talked about it quite a bit," Elaine replied. "We're going to give it a month and reassess. Either one of us can cancel at that point, but if we both say okay there's no backing out after that."

"Tell me what you want from me," Garrett asked.

"I want you to fuck me. Not just fuck. I want you to own my pussy and fuck it like I'm your personal slut white wife fuck toy. I want you to make me totally lose control, and I want Paul to see what a real man with a big cock can do to his wife," Elaine replied. "And I want Paul to know deep down inside that he will never, ever, be able to fuck me like you can, and that my pussy will never ever be just for him anymore."

"Where is Paul, by the way?" Garrett asked.

"Still at Cassie and Rick's place," Elaine said. "He wanted to give us time alone together. Shall I call him and tell him to come home?" Garrett nodded.

When Paul returned to the condo, he found the living room empty. "Hello, I'm home," he called out.

"We're in the bedroom, honey. Come on in!" his wife replied. Elaine was already naked and was kneeling in front of Garrett, pulling his briefs down to his ankles. She looked at Garrett's soft penis and giggled. "My god, Paul, he's completely soft and bigger than you are completely hard!" 

At about 6.5 inches soft, Garrett's cock arced away from his abdomen, hanging heavily between his legs. Elaine started stroking the smooth black skin, turning Garrett toward the bed so that she could sit on the edge and be at a better height. She took his cock into her mouth and started sucking it while she twirled her tongue around the head.

Garrett looked down as the petite redhead caressed his cock as it started to swell and harden. She was slender and athletic, with a flat, tight stomach and small breasts. He saw that each of her pink nipples had been pierced with a small silver barbell. Garrett stiffened at the sight and the sensation of Elaine's mouth, stretched to its limit, sliding up and down his cock, taking him deeper with each stroke.

"Paul, get naked and get over here," Elaine commanded. Paul obliged, tossing his clothes in a heap on the floor. "Lie on your back with your head toward the edge of the bed," Elaine said, and Paul complied. Elaine stopped sucking Garrett's big cock for a moment as she straddled Paul's face and lowered her pussy to his mouth, then resumed her oral attention to the now fully-erect black 10 inch monster as Paul eagerly began licking his wife. 

After a few minutes, Elaine squeezed Garrett's cock, looked up at him and said "Fuck me now," as she moved off Paul's head and lay down on the bed. Paul stood and walked to a chair, which he pulled close to the bed and then sat in.

Garrett lay carefully between Elaine's legs and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, wet with Paul's saliva and her own lubrication. He noticed that her pussy was shaved completely bare except for a small triangle of bright red pubic hair higher up on her lower abdomen, like an arrow pointing the way below. He felt her pussy open and slid the head in, then began to push forward. To his surprise, Elaine opened and took him into herself, gripping his cock tightly as he entered. With a hard push, he slid in all the way, Elaine issuing a long, low groan as he filled her. Garrett slowly stroked his big cock in and out of his diminutive bed partner, amazed that she seemed to be taking all of him so well. He raised her hips slightly and pushed even deeper.

"Ohhh, fuck, you feel amazing," Elaine moaned. "My pussy is so completely full of your beautiful cock!" She felt overwhelmed as her lover rode her steadily, pumping himself in and out of her. All of a sudden, Elaine felt the rush of an orgasm approach seemingly out of nowhere. It overwhelmed her in an instant, sending shock waves from her head to her toes, which were curling so hard they almost cramped. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she grunted like a mantra as her orgasm crested, receded and then crested again.

Elaine's pussy spasmed on Garrett's cock, but he simply continued to push in and out in the same slow steady motion. He suddenly gripped her hips in one arm and lifted up, rolling over onto his back, whereupon he spun her around so she was facing her husband, her legs spread wide so that Paul could see her pussy as it was engorged with black cock. 

Elaine rode up and down as Garrett lifted her by her hips. "Oh my god, Paul, I'm so full of his huge black cock," she moaned. "You've never filled me up like this -- it's sooo good. Can you see your wife's hot pussy filled up with big black bull cock? Well? Can you?" Paul nodded, mesmerized by what he was seeing. "How do you like being a cuckold, Paul? How do you like seeing your wife cuckold you with a black man?"

Paul stammered and incoherent response, then took a breath and said clearly, "It's amazing, just amazing."

Elaine started to orgasm a second time, fucking Garrett's cock harder and hard as she did. "Oh fuck, Paul, I'm coming again!" she groaned, losing herself in the moment as her pussy clamped down hard on Garrett's cock. For the first time, he felt a twinge of an orgasm lurking in the background, and grunted as he did. Elaine, sensing it, started to fuck him harder. "Cum in me, baby," she wailed. "Fill my tight white womb with your cum!" Her orgasm simply went on and on, as Garrett thrust up into her as she pushed herself back down. She felt him get even harder and knew she was about to get her wish.

Garrett let himself go, pumping faster and faster into Elaine's pussy as he felt his climax building at the base of his spine. Finally, with a guttural roar, he erupted with jet after jet of hot sperm shooting out of his cock and into Elaine's womb. Elaine was screaming as Garrett climaxed, finally sinking back down onto him in sheer orgasmic exhaustion. Garrett slowly lifted her off his still turgid cock, leaning her back so his cum would not run out all at once. He carefully placed Elaine on the edge of the bed with her legs splayed wide apart.

Elaine slowly stroked her clitoris and pussy lips, feeling electric jolts as she did so. Then she looked at her husband and grinned wickedly. "Look at my pussy, Paul. I'm just gaping wide open." She contracted her vaginal muscles and a steady thick stream of semen started to flow out. "Look at all this cum, baby," she said. "Your wife's flooded with black bull semen and you're now a cuckold. And I think you love it as much as I do." 

Paul could only nod at first, but eventually choked out his reply. "Yes," he said, "yes, I do love being cuckolded by a huge black bull cock. It's amazing."

Elaine smiled, seeing Paul's erection. "Poor baby needs relief," she said. "Come over here and fuck my used pussy." Her husband needed no encouragement and approached the bed, slipping his own cock into her dripping pussy. He groaned as he felt how loose Elaine was, and how slippery she felt. "I can't really feel you in me, sweetie, but you just go ahead and fuck me anyway."

A minute later, Paul was already shooting his own cum into Elaine's pussy while Garrett quietly gathered his clothes together and slipped out of the bedroom. "See you tomorrow," Elaine called out as he left. 

A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 02



Garrett Jackson drank his morning coffee while sitting in the comfortable club chair in his living room. He had an unobstructed view of the city, but he wasn't focused on the scenery. Instead, he mused about his recent entry into a world of young white wives and their cuckold husbands. 

He'd been seeing Elaine, the tiny redheaded extrovert, for nearly a month. At first, they had only been intimate when Elaine's husband Paul was present and therefore able to watch. Lately, however, Elaine had started seeing Garrett alone. She'd assured him that Paul actually enjoyed waiting for her to return and fill him in on the details of her dalliances with Garrett. Garrett had been hesitant at first, but Paul had personally confirmed that he was entirely comfortable waiting as well as watching, and Garrett had been only too happy to oblige.

The truth was, Garrett was really enjoying Elaine's near-obsession with his big black cock. The fact that she was getting kinkier by the week didn't hurt at all, either. The last time they'd fucked in front of Paul, Elaine had insisted that her husband lie on his back while she straddled his face and Garrett drove into her from behind. Paul had obligingly spread his wife's pussy open so that Garrett could easily ram his cock into her, and then begun licking her clitoris. When Garrett had finally pumped Elaine's pussy full of cum, she'd lowered herself down on Paul's face and climaxed one last time while her husband licked and sucked her clean.

They'd been in a post-coital haze when Elaine spoke up. "I almost feel guilty keeping your incredible cock to myself." Garrett chuckled, but Elaine persisted. "Seriously, Paul and I know at least three other couples we could pretty well guarantee would love to go black. They're young marrieds like us. One couple just got back from their honeymoon last week. If you're interested, we could make introductions."

Garrett grunted non-commitally. "Tell me more about the newlyweds," he said.

Elaine laughed. "Thought that might get your attention. Sophie's only 21 and just started as a teaching assistant at my school. Rob -- her husband -- is older, around 30 I think. He manages an electronics store."

"And what makes you think they'd be interested?" Garrett asked.

"We went out for drinks the other night and I got a little talkative about what Paul and I were into," Elaine replied. "Sophie was very curious -- she asked a lot of questions, so many in fact, that I started teasing her about wanting to try some black cock herself. She got very flustered and didn't exactly deny it, so I flat out asked her if she was interested. She said she was, but wasn't sure how Rob would react."

"So you don't really know?" Garrett asked.

Elaine frowned. "I didn't say that, did I? I told her if she was serious to talk to Rob and see what he had to say," she explained. "Sophie pulled me aside at our lunch break today and told me Rob was willing to meet you. They're coming over for drinks tomorrow evening."

"How likely is this?" Garrett asked.

Elaine paused for a minute. "That's a really tough question to answer. To be completely honest, Rob's kind of an arrogant ass. He thinks he's god's gift to women. Sophie tells me that he's quite well hung and absolutely convinced that she would never, ever, consider another man after him. He's so confident that he gets her to dress provocatively and takes her to a local club frequented by black men. He sits at the bar and makes her flirt and dance with the customers, but she never delivers anything. He likes showing that he controls her and the guys can look but not have her. Then he takes her home and fucks her."

Garrett was puzzled. "Sounds like a weird dynamic. Sophie likes it?"

"She likes flirting with the black guys at the club, but she hates feeling like a pawn in Rob's dominance games," Elaine replied. "Rob will try to pull the same crap with you, no doubt, but Sophie wants to teach him a lesson. Or should I say, to have you teach him a lesson he won't ever forget."

"How should I play this, then?" Garrett asked.

"Rob will have her tease you, but this time Sophie's not going to leave when he tells her to," Elaine explained. "You need to control the dynamic, take charge, and fuck the hell out of Sophie. She'll take care of cutting Rob down to size." Elaine paused. "I should tell you that Sophie thinks she'll run the show. You need to dom her too and make it clear that she's your slut and they're both your cuck couple."

And so Garrett found himself drinking his coffee and musing on his own increasing involvement in the interracial cuckolding lifestyle. He hadn't originally wanted to reinforce white couples' fantasies about black bedroom dominance and black cock "superiority." Yet this was clearly where couples were coming from and, he had to admit, lately he'd found the power dynamics increasingly arousing. Taking control of a pretty white wife like Elaine and giving her the fucking of her life while her husband watched was like Viagra, and the more he did it, the more he liked it, and the more he liked it, the deeper into dominance he found himself descending. And with Elaine's suggestions about Sophie and Rob, it seemed like he was about to explore the scenario even more.

Sophie and Rob were already at Elaine and Paul's condo when Garrett arrived. He ignored the new couple momentarily, nodded to Paul, and, walking up to the petite redhead, gave Elaine a long tongue kiss, running his right hand down her back and squeezing her ass. Elaine made a little purring noise in her throat and melted against him. Garrett knew the newlyweds were watching his display of open dominance closely.

"Paul, get me a bourbon and branch, will you?" Garrett made it sound like an instruction to a waiter rather than a request. Paul headed to the kitchen to get the drink, while Elaine made the introductions. 

Sophie was a willowy blonde. Like Elaine, her hair was cut quite short, which called attention to her enormous blue eyes. The effect was stunning. She was perhaps 5 feet 7 inches tall, and radiated good health. As Garrett had anticipated, her husband had dressed her for display. She was wearing a light and semi-opaque sun dress that tied around her neck and waist, leaving her back bare and showing clearly that she was not wearing a bra. Her small breasts were outlined clearly against the fabric. The dress ended two inches above her knees, showing off her long, firm legs to advantage. She smiled radiantly when Garrett took her hand in his, holding it far longer than necessary as he deliberately made a show of looking at Sophie from head to toe. Only then did he release her hand and turn to her husband, acknowledging him with a slight tip of his head and ignoring Rob's proffered handshake. Paul returned with the drink, which Garrett took without acknowledgement, and then turned his full attention back to Sophie.

"Tell me about yourself, Sophie," Garrett said, smiling at the young bride, offering his hand. Sophie took his hand in hers and he led her away from her husband toward the balcony. "What brings you to me?"

Sophie smiled back. "Elaine's been singing your praises," she said. "I guess I've always found black men attractive, but have never had an opportunity to act on it. Rob and I met while I was a sophomore, started dating, got engaged and got married, so I've never been in a position where I felt I could date black men."

Garrett looked into her eyes until she blushed and broke the contact. "So you're a newlywed and a black cock virgin and you already want to cuckold your new husband with a black man? That's jumping in the deep end of the pool," he said. "Is Rob failing to satisfy you?"

Sophie blushed again. "He's . . . fine."

"But?" Garrett asked.

"I'm not sure how to explain it," Sophie said. "Rob's focused on himself. It never occurs to him that he could be a better lover, or that I might have other interests. And it really upsets me that he makes me play the cock-tease with black guys for his amusement. I guess you could say that I want to just shock the hell out of him and show him that he doesn't own me, if that makes sense, and that he's not the be-all to end-all lover that he's convinced he is."

"Do you get turned on when Rob has you cock-tease?" Garrett asked.

Sophie nodded. "I like dancing and flirting with the black guys at the club, that's for sure, but it never amounts to anything. As soon as they start trying to feel me up, Rob cuts it off and we go home. It's frustrating to get turned on and then have to stop."

Garrett smiled. "I know I can help you with that problem." Then he leaned in and kissed the lovely young blonde full on the lips, putting one hand on her waist and pulling her toward him. The action was so smooth that it caught Sophie by surprise, and Garrett felt her stiffen momentarily, but then relax, Her lips parted and her tongue darted between them and into his mouth as she pressed against him. He felt her nipples stiffen under the thin fabric of her dress, and slid his hand down to caress her butt, squeezing her as he did so, and pushing her groin forward until it pressed against his crotch. He held the kiss and felt her respond more passionately, finally breaking it off and leaving her gasping as he ran his hand down the front of her dress and over her now hard nipples. 

"I'll be right back," he said, and crossed the room back to the kitchen, knowing full well that Sophie's husband had witnessed the entire event. Sophie stood, stunned by the suddenness of the development.

Garrett approached Emilie as the petite redhead smiled a welcome. "That was pretty impressive," she said. "Looks like she's practically putty in your hands."

"Maybe," Garrett replied, "but I need you to help get her ready and relaxed. That is, if you can think of a way to help out."

Elaine gave him a wicked grin. "I have just what she needs." She bounced across the living room, put her head close to Sophie's and whispered something in the blonde's ear. Sophie nodded and the two young wives headed down the hall to the master bedroom, pulling the door shut behind them when they reached their destination.

Garrett turned to Rob and Paul, acknowledging Sophie's husband directly for the first time that evening. At thirty, Rob was in decent shape, perhaps 6 feet tall and trim, with close-cropped black hair, brown eyes, and decent muscle tone. Garrett surmised that Rob worked out enough to stave off the pudginess that often came with middle-management responsibilities. Despite the air of confidence that Rob tried to project, Garrett sensed that the man was uncertain and a bit uncomfortable about what he had just seen transpire.

"So, Rob, are you ready to join the ranks of white cuckolds?" Garrett asked casually, almost as though he and Sophie's husband were talking about the latest standings in the NFL.

Rob nearly choked on his drink. "I, uh, well I don't know that anything like that's going to happen right now," he spluttered. "Sophie wanted to just meet you, and I agreed to let her."

Garrett laughed. "Oh, I think she's ready to do way more than just meet me, judging from the way she just stuck her sweet little tongue halfway down my throat in the living room. I'd say she's already made up her mind that the two of you aren't leaving until she's had a pussy-full of big black dick."

Rob scowled. "I think you've got it all wrong. Sophie's not doing anything until and unless I tell her that I want her to do it."

Garrett gave Rob a long look. "I don't think so, my friend. The first lesson to be learned is that cuck husbands don't make the rules anymore. You're here to help Sophie get what she really wants, which is to have you watch her fuck me. Don't worry, though. It'll be the most intense sexual experience of your life."

Paul nodded vigorously. "Garrett's right, Rob. It really is the most amazing thing you'll ever see."

Rob's jaw clenched and he closed his hands into fists. "I think this evening's over. Paul, where's Sophie gotten to? It's time for us to leave," he said.

Garrett smiled at the attempted assertiveness Rob was putting on display. He drew himself up to his full height and leaned forward into the husband's personal space, forcing Rob to look up at him.

"The only place you're going is where I tell you to sit while you watch your wife get the kind of fucking she wants but you never give her." Rob blanched and took a step back. At that moment, Elaine bounced into the kitchen. 

"My goodness, boys, the testosterone is so thick in here you could cut it with a knife," she said merrily. "Maybe you should just all put your dicks on the table and see who the real man is. On second thought, never mind. We all know who'd win that contest pretty easily."

Rob shrugged. "I was telling Paul and Garrett that we were just leaving."

"Oh really?" Elaine replied. "Might want to talk to Sophie about that. When I left the bedroom, she was lying on the bed stark naked. She sent me to tell Garrett she was waiting for him." With that, the redhead turned and walked back down the hallway to the bedroom.

Garrett couldn't help smirking at Rob. "You two cucks wait here," he said, and followed Elaine.

As promised, Sophie was indeed naked when Garrett entered the bedroom. She was at that moment sitting up with her legs crossed in front of Elaine, who had slipped out of her own dress and was as naked as her friend. Elaine had just taken a big hit from a small pipe that Garrett guessed was filled with hashish from the thick, tarry smell permeating the bedroom. As he watched, the perky redhead leaned forward and put her lips fully on the lovely blonde's lips and exhaled, blowing the pungent smoke deep into Sophie's lungs as the younger wife inhaled the offering. Sophie stifled a cough and smiled at Garrett, while Elaine lit a match and applied the flame once again to the small pipe. She inhaled deeply, and once again leaned forward and repeated the smoke transfer by putting her mouth to her friend's lips and exhaling.

This time, the exchange transitioned into a passionate tongue kiss initiated by the redhead. Sophie responded to the overture, kissing Elaine back passionately, grinding their lips together, while the redhead reached forward and caressed the sides of the blonde's small breasts. As the kiss lengthened and deepened, Elaine ran her fingertips lightly over Sophie's already hardened nipples and the blonde leaned back to give her friend easier access. Elaine didn't hesitate. She lowered her mouth to Sophie's nipples and began to lick them with the tip of her tongue, and then gently take first one and then the other between her teeth, nipping them lightly while she flicked her tongue rapidly over the tips. Sophie moaned slightly, leaning back still further 'till she was holding herself upright on her elbows. At the same time, she uncrossed her legs and spread them wider on either side of the aggressing redhead. Elaine shifted to her knees so that she could run her hands down the blonde's hips and across her taut belly, which twitched at the fingertip caress. 

As Garrett watched, Elaine began nipping the blonde's nipples and neck lightly while her right hand slipped lower and began to gently rub between Sophie's legs. At this, the blonde moaned a bit louder and Garrett could hear a wet, liquid squelching as her pussy responded to the gentle assault. Elaine wasted no time in sliding her tongue lower, across her friend's belly, until she had pressed her mouth over Sophie's outer pussy, while at the same time cupping the blonde's firm butt in either hand. Sophie, still reclining on her elbows, dropped her head back and hissed "Yesssssssss, oh yessss!" as Elaine's mouth and tongue pressed home the attack while her friend moaned and gasped.

Garrett quietly slipped out of his clothes as Elaine continued to tongue fuck Sophie. He could see that the young wife was watching him from her half-open eyes, which widened in surprise when he slipped off his boxers and gave Sophie her first look at the long, thick cock that dangled between his legs. Elaine was tonguing Sophie aggressively now, bringing her friend to the edge of orgasm and backing off to make her slide back down the peak without reaching climax. After she had done this several times and the blonde was moaning and grinding her hips in eager frustration, Elaine abruptly slide forward, straddling Sophie's head and lowering her bare pussy to her friend's waiting mouth and lips, pressing down as she did so. 

Garrett slid onto the bed, taking Elaine's place between Sophie's now sopping thighs, and slid his long tongue deeply into Sophie's pussy. He could hear muffled grunts and gasps as he expertly brought the young blonde back to the edge of orgasm, then let her slide back down without achieving climax, teasing her just as Elaine had done. Meanwhile, he could hear squelching noises from between the redhead's legs are her own pussy juices started soaking the blonde's lips and face.

Elaine suddenly put her hands around the back of Sophie's head and pressed the blonde's face to her pussy as she ground her hips down and humped across her friend's open mouth and lips, now slick with her pussy juice. She moaned loudly and grunted as she jerked her hips back and forth harder and harder. "Mmmmm, so good, so good," she exclaimed. "Gonna fucking cum on your face. Fuck my hot pussy, you little bitch! Suck all that hot pussy juice down your throat!" With a series of guttural cries and grunts, the redhead used her friend's face as a fuck toy and finally collapsed forward, her hips shaking and spasming from the intensity of the orgasm. Then she groaned loudly and rolled to her side. Sophie's entire face was glistening and slick with Elaine's pussy secretions, and she lay dazed by the intensity of her experience.

Elaine stretched and smiled at her friend. "I cannot believe you've never eaten pussy before, Sophie. If not, you're the most natural bottom I've ever fucked. If you ever want to go lesbian, I know a couple of dyke tops that would kill just to have you for themselves," she said. At that she looked at Garret, then back to Sophie. "Well, baby, I think it's time you turned Rob into a cuckold to black bull dick. Are you ready for the main event?" The blonde nodded, weakly. Elaine smiled. "I'm going to get your cucky boy. I'll be right back," she said, and, still naked, padded out of the bedroom toward the kitchen.

While Elaine went to fetch Rob, Sophie reached for the small pipe and fired it up again, taking first one and then a second deep hit. "Dunno what this is, but it sure makes me feel really good," the blonde said, her eyes now reddened and her pupils dilated.

Garrett stood at the end of the bed with one foot on the floor and the other on the bed. Sophie sat of the bed, with Rob's big cock dangling just in front of her face. She leaned forward and tentatively flicked the tip of the still mostly soft black dick, then licked the bulbous head. Finally, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and worked her lips around the cut glans, letting her saliva moisten the big head as best she could. She pushed the huge cock into her mouth as far as she could, then swirled her tongue over the head. As Garrett slowly started to become erect, she gently held the base of his cock and ran her open mouth and tongue up and down each side, trying her best to get the whole thing wet with saliva. It was slow going at first, but as she worked up and down the shaft and then popped the head back into her mouth, she gradually succeeded in lubricating him. Then she took the big shaft in both hands and started stroking him while she bobbed her head up and down on the bulging head. She was aided by the fact that Garrett starting leaking clear pre-cum fluid, which when mingled with her saliva provided an increasing effective lubricant. It was still a struggle. 




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 02



Her husband was pretty big, but she knew that she could close her fingers around his shaft when he was fully erect. Garrett was still stiffening and getting thicker as his cock engorged with blood, and she could no longer close her fingers around the monstrous shaft until they touched. She also discovered that she could put one hand down around the base of his cock with the other right on top of it and still have some of the shaft and his cockhead extend above the top hand. Rob filled her hands but was completely covered when fully erect. Sophie was mesmerized by the incredible cock she was sucking. As she worked it, she relaxed her jaws and throat subconsciously, allowing Garrett to slide one inch after another into her mouth and gently down her throat. Sophie found that by breathing through her nose and not forcing Garrett too abruptly, she was having an easier time of swallowing the black dick. She had perhaps 7 inches of the thick cock down her throat when the bedroom door opened and Elaine, Rob and Paul entered.

Rob was stunned at the sight that greeted him. There was his gorgeous blonde newlywed sitting naked on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed and her mouth engulfing the biggest, blackest cock he had ever seen. Garrett stood with one leg on the bed, every inch the specimen of former college football player he had once been, ripped from head to toe and rippling with muscle. He smirked at Rob and eased another inch of his massive cock into his wife's mouth. From the "mmmmmm" noises she was making in the back of her throat, it appeared as though Sophie was enjoying herself.

"What the FUCK is going on here?" Rob said loudly, when he had recovered from his initial shock. "I didn't tell Sophie it was okay to do this!"

Elaine's eyes blazed. "What the fuck does it look like, idiot?" she retorted. "Your pretty blonde bride is trying her best to swallow the black monster cock that's about to stretch her hot little white pussy, and the only one who is going to tell Sophie what to do is the black bull who's going to own both of you. Welcome to the world of big black bulls and hot white wives, cucky boy. Now shut the fuck up, sit the fuck down, and watch Sophie's pussy get totally owned by her new black master. If you're polite, Garrett might let you suck his cum load out of your wife's cunt when he's done fucking her."

Rob opened his mouth to protest, but instead held his peace and sat down in stunned silence on the club chair near the foot of the bed. Paul and Elaine sat side by side on a nearby loveseat. With a start, Rob realized that Paul had removed his clothes, and Elaine was slowly stroking her husband's stiffening cock while they watched Sophie and Garrett. Rob's head was spinning. Not only was his wife going to fuck a huge hung black man in front of him, but she was doing it in front of another couple. Another cuckold couple, in fact. Worse, Elaine was clearly enjoying Rob's humiliation and seemed to be leading his young wife down into depravity. It was almost as though she was the instigator rather than simply a facilitator. He wondered if Garrett was using the redhead to recruit and seduce other wives.

Paul, meanwhile, was lost in thoughts of his own. When they'd first discussed the idea of leading other young newbie couples into the cuckolding community, he'd finally appreciated what a devious and nasty hotwife Elaine had become. He had to admit that watching Rob and Sophie getting turned out was proving to be a huge turn on. The twisted little surprise they'd cooked up for the end of the evening got him hard as a rock just thinking about it. Garrett had appreciated Elaine's inventiveness when she'd outlined her idea the night before, and had readily agreed to the proposal. Now it was just a matter of the bull's consummation of the cute blonde teaching assistant, who at that moment was struggling to get still more of the huge black cock down her throat.

As if in answer to his thought, Elaine called out to Garrett. "Time to stretch out that sweet blonde pussy and ruin it for her white dicked husband," she said.

Garrett slowly drew his cock back out of Sophie's mouth. The young blonde took a deep breath and smiled up at him. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Are you ready for me?" he asked. Sophie nodded. "Ask me," Garrett instructed.

"Fuck me," Sophie said to him in a whisper. "Please fuck me now." "Tell your husband to ask me," Garrett replied.

Sophie turned to Rob and looked right into his eyes. "Rob, I want you to ask Garrett to fuck me with his black cock and fill my pussy full of cum."

Rob's jaw dropped and he sputtered. "Just do it," he finally croaked out loud.

"No, honey, you need to ask him politely to do exactly what I said," his wife replied.

Rob flushed bright red and he struggled for the words. "Please," he started, "please fuck my bride with your huge black cock and please fill her up with your sperm."

Sophie got on her hands and knees with her tight ass pointed at Garrett's cock. When Garrett took lined up with her pussy to mount her, she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Wait," she said, and turned to her husband. "Rob, I want you to come here and take Garrett's cock in your hand and put him in my pussy. I want you to give my pussy to him. Do it now," she instructed.

Rob stood and walked over to the bed like a zombie called up from the grave. He reached down, gingerly took the massive black cock in one hand, and spread his wife's wet labia open, slipping Garrett's cockhead into her pussy. As if in a trance, he heard himself speaking. "Please claim my wife's pussy and fill her with cum." Then he went back and sat down in the chair.

Garrett slid his cock forward slowly into the pretty blonde's pussy. The first few inches went easily enough, but then he ran into some resistance. He slowly drew back out and reentered, allowing his cock to become better lubricated with Sophie's juices and giving her time to relax to accommodate his length and particularly his girth. He repeated the slow out and back in maneuver several times before he felt the pussy relax a bit to allow him to enter deeper. Sophie reached between her legs and slowly rubbed her clitoris with her right hand, increasing her arousal in the process, pushing back against the invading cock as she did so. Slowly, bit by bit, the huge black snake worked its way deeper and deeper into her pussy, which was stretching more and more as Garrett fucked in and out of her.

Suddenly, Sophie felt an electric tingle starting at the base of her spine and spreading from her clitoris to her brain. She started panting and moaning as she felt her pussy clamp down hard on Garrett's cock. "God, so full, so big," she moaned. "Oh my god, I've never been so full of cock in my life, it's incredible! I, I, I, oh fuck yes I'm cumming," she shrieked as wave after wave of orgasm rolled up and down her spine and her cunt squeezed the huge black cock. 

Suddenly, she felt something give inside her and Garrett slid the entire length of his erection into her until his big balls slapped her ass. "Oh good lord," she gasped and turned to look at her husband. "Rob, you've never ever been this deep inside me, and you've never stretched my pussy walls like this," she said, her voice thick with lust. "Garrett is just amazing, incredible!" 

Rob simply stared at his wife, too stunned by what he was witnessing to say anything in response.

Garrett gave the blonde barely a moment to recover from her orgasm before he started to fuck in and out of her again, taking advantage of her now much looser cunt. He kept up a steady rhythm, slowly drawing all but the tip of his cock out and then smoothly sliding it back in as deep as it could go. The pretty young wife fucked him back with abandon, and it was not long before he was rewarded with her groans and screams as her hot pussy again squeezed him as she climaxed. This time, he did not pause at all but simply kept right on fucking her, pumping in and out a bit faster. 

He turned to Elaine and motioned to the redhead, who quickly crossed the room and lay down on the bed with her head near Garrett. The black athlete took Sophie's arms and pulled her up against him, allowing Elaine to slip underneath so her face was even with the blonde's pussy, now engorged with the thick black cock. Garrett lowered Sophie back down and gently pressed her head towards Elaine's cunt. Not needing more encouragement, Sophie eagerly started licking the redhead's pussy, while Elaine's tongue darted between her own lips and flicked over her clitoris.

Garrett resumed pistoning in and out of the young wife's rapidly loosening cunt while Sophie started grunting rhythmically as he bottomed out deep inside her. For what seemed like an eternity the three lovers remained locked in their embrace, the two women licking and sucking each other's pussies while Garrett drove in and out of the younger wife's sopping cunt. Sophie's moans, muffled by the fact that her face was buried in Elaine's crotch, were nearly continuous. 

Suddenly, Sophie reared her head back and started a keening wail as she climaxed again. "Oh my god, I'm cumming so hard. I've never cum so hard in my life, oh, oh, oh your huge black cock is amazing!" she cried out. She looked back at Garrett over her shoulder. "Fuck my married white pussy. Fuck it 'til I can't walk and then fill my womb with your hot seed," the slender blonde wailed, and then lowered her face back down below until she was licking Elaine's wetness again.

Garrett picked up his pace, holding onto Sophie's slim hips while he drove himself in and out of her, pounding her as hard as he could. Rob's arrogance had ignited something primitive in him, and he wanted to take Sophie's husband down a few notches by fucking the pretty young wife into complete submission and making it completely clear to her husband that he would never again be her only bed partner.

Sophie was moaning and grunting continuously and incoherently as her black lover pounded himself into her. She no longer cared about anything except Garrett's sexual satisfaction, giving herself and her body totally over to his lust and her own pleasure. After this, she knew she would never again be fully satisfied with her husband's cock, no matter how hard he might try to please her. The thought stoked her arousal still further, and she realized she was beginning to climax yet again, her wet pussy once again clamping hard against the invading black cock.

Garrett felt the tell-tale constricting of the blonde wife's pussy and knew she was starting to orgasm. As her pussy squeezed his cock, it seemed to pull him in even deeper, and at last he felt his own climax beginning to build. By now he was pounding his partner relentlessly as she pushed back against him and started to squirm and shake, driving himself toward his own satiation. A guttural grunt escaped him, followed by another as he began to reach the point of no return.

Sophie could tell that Garrett was reaching orgasm, and the realization triggered her own release. As her pussy started rhythmically milking the huge black cock buried so deeply inside her, she moaned louder and louder, finally giving voice to her own pleasure. "Oh, yes, baby, fuck my hot cunt, my hot married white cunt. Give me your cum, fill me up right now, it's incredible!" 

Then she was screaming incoherently as she felt Garrett pour stream after stream of his hot cum into her open womb. His orgasm seemed to go on and on, leaving her pussy filled to overflowing as his cum started leaking out of her and running down her thighs.

At last Garrett stopped thrusting into her and slowly withdrew his still-turgid cock from Sophie's pussy, leaving it gaping open obscenely as his seed pooled down towards her opening. Elaine raised her head up and fastened her mouth over the blonde's outer lips, licking and sucking the cum that ran out. At the same time, Garrett moved to the opposite end, lowering his cum- and pussy juice-covered black cock to Sophie's head. The blonde opened her mouth and took Garrett into it, swallowing the sperm that coated him until she had licked him clean. 

Finished, Sophie realized that Elaine was no longer doing the same to her pussy, and she rolled gratefully onto her back. A moment later, Elaine leaned over and kissed Sophie full on the lips. As their tongues met, Elaine opened her mouth and released the large load of Garrett's cum that she had sucked out of Sophie's pussy, while the young blonde licked and swallowed what ran into her mouth. Exhausted, soaked in sweat and dripping with cum and semen, Sophie put her head back down on the bed.

"You're not done, yet, you little white slut," Elaine said. My husband needs to use your pussy so he can get off, too." Before Sophie could respond, Paul was between her legs and had buried his hard cock in a single thrust as he started to vigorously fuck the blonde's soaked and stretched-out pussy. 

Rob was too shell-shocked to object and was startled to see his young wife wrap her legs around Elaine's husband and start fucking him back. He was even more startled when Sophie moaned a few minutes later and began to climax on the much smaller white cock as Paul buried himself deeply in her and shot his own semen into her womb. Rob was astounded. Not only had he watched his wife get the fucking of her life from a black man, but now he had been even more humiliated as his wife had cum hard on the cock of another white cuck husband, and had let him dump his own cum into her pussy. 

As he watched, Elaine grabbed a handful of his wife's short blonde hair and lifted her head off the bed. His wife was so fucked out she could barely keep her eyes open. "Well, you slut, tell your husband if you enjoyed cuckolding him with a huge black cock," Elaine commanded.

"Oh baby," the blonde sighed, "I loved it. You've never ever fucked me like Garrett did. I hope you enjoyed watching the show, because there's going to be a lot more big black cock in my pussy from now on." She paused. "Oh, yeah, one other thing. I think I liked cucking you with Paul's cuckold dick, too. He can have my pussy, too. Now get over here and suck my pussy clean." 

Rob didn't say a word, but knelt at the end of the bed and started eating his wife's gaping and cum coated cunt. It had been quite a night. 



A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 03



A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples, Part 3


It was early, slightly before dawn, and, as was his habit, Garrett Jackson had sat up, stepped out of bed, stretched out briefly to loosen up, padded into the kitchen for the coffee that was waiting for him, and now sat in his living room, looking out over the city vista below.  Though the view was entrancing, it barely registered in the handsome former college football star’s consciousness.  Garrett’s thoughts were instead turned inward as he reviewed recent events in his progression into the role of black bull for two young white married couples.

For the past three weeks, he’d explored boundaries with Sophie and Rob, a newlywed couple he’d met through another white couple, Elaine and Paul.  Sophie was just 21, a willowy blonde assistant at the middle school where Elaine taught.  Elaine had delighted in “converting” Sophie and her husband into a black cock cuckold couple, and often participated in Garrett’s sex sessions with the younger blonde, urging her friend to explore every perversion she could dream up.  

Elaine was certainly creative, Garrett had to admit.  She’d just had herself tattooed with a black spade right above the crack of her delicious derriere.  The three inch high tattoo had a large “Q” inside the outline of the spade, as an open acknowledgment that she was a “Queen of Spades” and therefore into fucking black men.  Sophie had shown up the next day with a similar tattoo in the same location, though Sophie’s tattoo was simply an all-black spade, minus the “Q.” 

Elaine had laughingly referred to herself as Garrett’s pimp to the world of young couples, and claimed Sophie as the first conversion in her planned stable of hot wives. “Between Sophie and me, we know at least a dozen young white couples under 30 who are totally ready for converting to cuckolding,” Elaine said.  “We’re on a mission to spread the gospel of big black dick and you’re the tip of the spear!”

At this, Garrett laughed heartily.  It took him a minute before he realized the redheaded pixy was quite serious.  “I gather you’re serious about this.  How do you know the couples are serious about it too?” Garrett asked.

“Because we’ve talked to them about it,” Sophie replied.

“Interesting,” Garret said.  “And both the wives and the husbands are clear about wanting to try?”

Elaine hemmed and hawed.  “Wives, yes, definitely; not all the husbands are, shall we say, eager.  Oh, and to be more precise, they’re not all married couples.  Three are engaged. One of those three happens to be my younger sister, Monica.”

“Tell me more.” Garrett said.

“Monica’s eighteen and just got engaged; her fiancé’s twenty.  They’ve been together since her first year in high school.  She’s a kinky little slut – takes after me, I suppose.  Tyler’s a jock – nice looking, ripped, and very well hung – 9 inches, Monica says,” Elaine explained.  “She’s gotten him to fuck a bunch of her girlfriends including a few who are married.  Tyler is a bull for the married couples now, but Monica thinks it’s time for him to see the other side of the cuckold equation.  She’s convinced he’ll be a better bull if he understands the psychology of being a cuckold, too.  Plus she’s never had a black guy and she really wants to try.  Tyler’s up for it.”

“So are there other candidates you want to talk about, or are you set on Monica and Tyler?” Garrett asked.

Sophie laughed at the question.  “Elaine’s promised Monica that she’s first in line.”

“Then set it up,” Garrett replied.

Elaine nodded.  She obviously had something on her mind, but seemed hesitant, which was unusual for the outgoing redhead.  Finally she spoke.  “I need to talk to you about how you relate to your couples,” she said.  “I really hope you won’t be offended.  You’re a really nice guy.  You’re good looking, athletic, and god knows you’re well hung.  And you’re a great fuck, honestly better than my husband or any other guy I’ve been with.”

“But . . .” Garrett said.

“You’re almost too nice – too much of a gentleman.  It’s hard to explain,” Elaine continued.  “I’ve talked about it with Paul and Sophie, and we’re in agreement.  As wonderful as you are, it would be even better if you were much more dominant.  I know it may sound ridiculous, but part of cuckolding is surrendering to a black bull – giving up control to a force of nature.  When we fuck, I want you to pound my pussy into complete submission, to fuck me like the married white slut I want to be, to make me come rather than helping me come.  I want to know that when we’re fucking you just own my body and can use it any way you want.”

She paused, and then went on.  “I want my husband to recognize your total superiority – that in his wildest dreams, he will never ever get close to using my pussy and mouth and ass the way your big black cock does.  He needs to see that, and hear that, and really know it.  I want you to fuck me like your married white whore, and I want you to help me show him that, to humiliate him.  You need to be more dismissive of our husbands and at the same time more directive.  Basically, you need to really own us,” she said.

“The couples need to know they’ve crossed a line they will never cross back,” Elaine continued.  “The husbands need to see and hear that from that point on they will always be secondary to their wives’ black bulls.  And the wives need to see their pussies are owned by black men.  You’re not borrowing a white wife for a bit of fun, you’re taking her, fucking the hell out of her, and converting her into a black cock slut wife.  I hope that makes sense,” she said.

Garrett nodded.  “It does, but it seems to reinforce a stereotypical relationship between a bull and a couple.”

“Understood,” said Elaine, “but the stereotype speaks directly to the sort of primal desires that white couples have, at least when they start out.  It’s kind of a dark inversion of the public image they have as a happy young married couple.”   She paused.  “While we’re being open on the topic, I wanted to ask you if you have a hung black friend you trust.”

“Why’s that?” Garrett was puzzled.

“For two reasons,” Elaine replied.  “First, there are more couples than you could probably comfortably handle at once – no offense.  And second, having another bull opens up a whole lot of possibilities for wicked fun with the wives.”  She went on.  “Sophie and I really do know a dozen young couples who are seriously interested in trying out the lifestyle, and we’d like to set up a tight group of white cuckold couples and hung black bulls.  There’s a lot of interest.  But we need to find another bull to get it started.”

“I know just the guy who I’m pretty certain would be glad to help out,” Garrett said.  “I played college ball with him, and he was always messing with white girls.  Big guy, maybe 6 feet three, 220 pounds, solid muscle.  Jet black and very confident around white women, kind of a natural-born arrogance.”

“Is he hung?” Sophie asked.

Garrett nodded.  “Like the proverbial stallion.  Jake told me he’s a bit over 11 inches and very, very thick, which was why the white girls were always hanging around him.  If you’re serious about wanting a huge-hung dom bull, he’s definitely the guy to take over a white couple, convert the wife, and stretch the hell out of her pussy.”

“Make the call,” Elaine said.

Two hours later, Garrett was sitting in his living room when the doorbell rang.  He opened the door to admit his friend, poured him a drink, and then after exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down to discuss the business at hand.  Garrett had explained the reason for reaching out to Jake on the phone, but wanted to meet face-to-face to talk about the situation in greater detail.

“So,” Jake said, “you’ve hooked up into a group of white couples itching to see if what they say about black men is true, and you want me to show them it really is.”

“Right now I’m already doing two wives, and they tell me they have about a dozen other young white couples wanting to go over to the dark side,” Garrett said.  “All of the wives are under thirty, most around 22 to 26, some younger.  Couple of engaged couples mixed in.  My two current wives are looking to set up kind of a club for cuckold couples, and much though I’d like to try, I can’t manage all that alone.”

“And you know I just love young white pussy,” Jake laughed.  “That hasn’t changed since college.  I have to say the idea of openly fucking young white wives in front of their cuckolds appeals to me mightily.  One thing, though.  You were always the stand-up guy and a gentleman.  I never was – I like it as nasty as I can get it with white girls, and these wives won’t be any different.”

Garrett laughed.  “I was just told that I need to be more like you.  Apparently these couples want to be owned.”

Jake smiled.  “Well then, count me in.  Now when do I get started with ruining a white wife’s pussy?”

“Well, I guess we could start with Elaine or Sophie.  They’re the two wives I’m doing right now,” Garrett said.

“No offense, Garrett, but if you’ve already broken them in, I don’t care to have your leftovers.  Now, if you want me to help turn white wives into black cock sluts, you’d best set me up with a first time couple,” Jake smirked.

Garrett called Elaine and explained the situation.  “Jake’s definitely in, but he wants to start with his own first-time couple.”

Elaine sighed.  “I really wanted you to be Monica’s first black cock, but I guess Jake’s going to get in her first.  She and Tyler will be at your place at seven.”

At seven o’clock on the dot, Garrett’s doorbell rang.  He opened it to find Elaine and a young white couple waiting for admission.  Elaine kissed him and introduced her sister.  Monica was strikingly like her older sister, so much so that they might have been mistaken for twins.  She was tiny and slender, about as tall as her older sister, a bit less than 5 feet.  Her skin was beautiful, pale and smooth, and like her sister, she wore her red hair cut short.  When she smiled, her green eyes sparkled with merriment.

“Pleased to meet you, Garrett,” she said, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lips.  For the briefest moment, Garrett felt the tip of her tongue run across his lips.  “So,” Monica said, “I understand there’s been a change of plans and you won’t be my conductor to the dark side, is that right?”

Jake’s voice echoed from the kitchen.  “That’s right, baby.  They brought in the A-Team for you today.  But don’t worry – by the time I’m done, you won’t have any more questions about big black bull dick.  And neither will your cuck fiancé.”

Jake introduced himself to Monica and Tyler.  “Damn, I never will understand why you white guys are so eager to give up your women to black dick.  She’s a fine looking woman.”  Monica giggled and Tyler nearly blushed.

“A whole lot of white couples are curious to see what it’s all about with black guys,” Monica said.  “You know – to see if it really is true that ‘once you go black you never go back.’”

“It’s all true, baby, it’s all true.  And after tonight, you’ll never look at your husband’s white dick the same way again.  The best part is, your fiancé will be just as happy you went black as you’re going to be,” Jake replied.  “Now why don’t you run off to the bedroom and get yourself comfortable while I talk to your man.”

Monica and Elaine both headed down the hall to Garrett’s bedroom, while Jake drew himself up to his full height and leaned into Tyler.  “Listen here, Taylor,” he began.

“It’s Tyler,” came the reply.

“Taylor, Tyler, whatever, it doesn’t matter.  Maybe I’ll just call you ‘Cuck Boy’ because that’s what you’re going to be,” Jake sneered.  “Couple of things you need to be real clear about.  When I go join your girl in that bedroom, nothing can stop what’s going to happen.  And what’s going to happen is that your cute little white fiancée is going to get 11 inches of the thickest blackest dick either one of you has ever seen.  Bareback.  I aim to stretch that pussy out and fill her so full of cum that she’ll be dripping until tomorrow.  She’s going to get the fucking of her life and she’s going to love every bit of it.  You sit, and you watch, and you answer if spoken to, but you do not and will not control anything.  Got it?”

Tyler blanched.  “Yes,” he said quietly, “I’ve got it.”

Jake and Garrett headed down the hall, with Tyler trailing behind.  When they entered the bedroom, Monica was sitting on the bed, wearing a thin camisole top and G-string.  She looked stunningly pretty.  Garrett and Elaine sat on a love seat near the bed, while Jake removed his clothes, down to his boxers, his eyes on the young redhead the whole time.  Even in the loose shorts, it was obvious to all there was a very large bulge dangling down between his legs.

Jake turned to Tyler.  “Strip,” he ordered.  “Your fiancée needs to see how hard you get when she’s fucking a black bull.”  Tyler did as he was told, and sat down, uncomfortably, in the chair near the bed.

“Did I tell you to sit?” Jake exclaimed.  “Come over here and get your fiancée naked for me.”

Tyler crossed to Monica, slid the thin straps of the camisole over her arms, and lifted the thin garment over her head.  Then he slipped the G-string down and took it away as she stepped out of it.  Monica smiled nervously as she stood naked in front of Jake for the first time.  She was very slender, perhaps 110 pounds, with small A-cup breasts topped by perky red nipples, each of which was pierced by a small silver barbell.  Her pussy was completely smooth, devoid of any pubic hair whatsoever.  Without a word, she moved closer to Jake, and slowly slid his boxers down to the floor.  When she finally looked directly at Jake’s cock, she gasped.

“Oh my god.  You’re huge!  I don’t think that thing can possibly fit in my pussy, and you’re not even hard!” she said.

Jake laughed.  “Don’t worry, baby.  By the time we’re done you’ll be taking every last inch of me without any trouble.”  He turned to Tyler.  “Come on over here and get your fiancé’s pussy nice and wet with your tongue.”

Tyler crossed to be bed and started to kneel in front of Monica, but Jake stopped him.  “Not that way, cuck.  Lie on your back on the bed.”  Tyler did as he was told.  “Now sit on your cuck’s face so you can suck my dick,” Jake instructed Monica.  The petite young redhead straddled her fiancé’s head and lowered her pussy, pressing down onto Tyler’s mouth.  He began to lick her.  Jake now stood with one leg on the bed and one on the floor so that the young woman could take his cock in her mouth.  Monica did so eagerly, straining to open her jaws enough to accommodate the massive black cock.

For a while, the room was silent, interrupted only by the wet slurping noise as Monica face-fucked her fiancé, while she stroked and licked Jake’s cock into tumescence and eventually full erection.  Try as she might, she could only manage to get a few inches into her mouth, but the saliva helped lubricate the now hard cock so that she could stroke it easily.  She began to moan softly as Tyler’s tongue and lips aroused her.  As she fucked his face back and forth, the squelching became more pronounced.

Elaine quietly unzipped Garrett’s pants and slipped his big cock into view.  She bent down and began sucking him.  Garrett stiffened quickly.  Elaine, hand holding his erection, led him out of the bedroom, leaving Jake and the young white couple alone.  None of the others noticed them leave. 

A few moments later, Monica looked up at Jake and said, “I’m ready to try.  Come and fuck me with your incredible cock.”  Then she swung her legs over her fiancé’s head.  “Go sit down and watch, Tyler.”  His face glistening with her pussy juices, he started to cross to the chair again.

“I didn’t tell you to sit down, cuck,” Jake admonished.  “You need to ask me to fuck your fiancé.”

Tyler blushed, but obliged.  “Please,” he said.

“Please what?” Jake replied.

“Please do it,” Tyler stammered.

Monica sighed.  “For god’s sake, Tyler, ask him to fuck me and make you a cuck.”

“Please, sir, fuck my fiancée’s pussy and fill her up with cum and make us your cuckold couple,” Tyler finally said.

“Good,” Jake said.  “Now come over here and take my big black dick and put it in her cunt.”

Without a word, Tyler walked to the bed, spread Monica’s wet pussy lips with one hand, and then carefully took Jake’s rock hard cock in the other and rubbed the head on the opening to his fiancée’s pussy, finally slipping the massive head into the outer lips.  Monica moaned, and Tyler went back to the chair.  

Jake waited a moment and pressed forward firmly but carefully.  At first nothing seemed to happen, but then a bit more of his cock disappeared into Monica’s opening.  He waited again, and then drew back to the outer pussy lips and pressed forward again, slipping another inch inside her.  Again, he drew back and then pressed forward.  Another inch slid out of view.  Other than Monica’s panting, the room was dead silent.  After ten minutes of careful maneuvering, Jake had managed to slide about 8 inches of his jet black cock into the redhead’s smooth, bare pussy.  Her labia gaped open every time he pushed in, and her inner lips gripped him like a vice as he withdrew, but slowly, surely, his precum and her own lubrication made progress a bit easier.  Another few minutes passed, and Jake now had all but about the last inch inside Monica.  He was now able to draw most of his cock out, and then slide it back in with a steady push, and began a slow and steady rhythmic fucking.

“God, I am so stuffed with your cock,” Monica grunted.  “It feels incredible.”  Suddenly she tensed, and then began to gasp for air.  “Oh, fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum, oh yeahhhh!” she cried out as her body shook with the force of her orgasm.  She tensed, then relaxed, and Jake suddenly felt her open up as the last inch of his cock slid into her.  “Oh My God!” she groaned, “I can’t believe you got the whole thing inside me.”

Jake laughed.  “Told you I would.”  Then he leaned down and whispered in her ear.  “Look at your cuck fiancé,” he said.  

Monica turned her head so she could see Tyler.  He was staring as though he had been hypnotized, and his good-sized cock was painfully erect.  Monica could see precum glistening at the tip and she giggled. “Well, Tyler, I guess there’s no need to ask if you’re enjoying the show.  Tell me how much you like becoming a cuck to a huge black bull,” she said.

Tyler shook his head.  “It’s amazing.  I almost can’t believe what I’m seeing,” he said.  “it’s so hot, but so damn humiliating, too.”

Jake got Monica on her hands and knees so he could pump her from behind.  She bent forward, put her head down on the bed, and stuck her tight ass up, then reached between her legs and spread her pussy wide open so he could enter her more easily.  He lined his cock up with her pussy opening, slid the head in, and then thrust himself full length into her.  

Monica moaned while the bull slowly pumped his cock in and out of her distended cunt, and then gradually increased the speed of his thrusts.  “So good, so good, so fucking good,” she repeated over and over as the pace picked up.

Jake grabbed her tight little ass cheeks in each hand and instead of thrusting himself into her, he used her pussy to fuck his cock.  “You like that, don’t you, you hot little white slut?” he demanded.  Monica could only nod.  “Tell me how you like it, girl,” he asked again.

Monica whimpered.  “It’s so damn good, it’s incredible.  My pussy is so full of your dick.  I feel it in places I’ve never felt before, just don’t stop fucking me!”  She paused to catch her breath.  “Come on; give me your big black cock, you bastard!  I want you to stretch my white cunt out and ruin it for Tyler or any other white cock.”  




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 03



Jake fucked her up and down even harder, and Monica turned to her fiancé once more.  “Tyler, I love you,” she said, “but this is the best fucking I’ve ever had.  I had no idea sex could be like this.  I’ll be your wife, but Jake’s black cock owns my pussy.  I hope you can deal with it.”  Then she put her head down and groaned again.  “I’m cumming on his huge fucking black dick – he’s making me cum again,” and she shook and shuddered as the orgasm took over.

Jake waited until the petite redhead had stopped shuddering and then scooped her up and sat down on the edge of the bed, this time with Monica on top, riding his dick as she faced toward her future husband.  She pumped herself up and down on the 11 inch black monster, while her bull cupped his hands under her ass and helped her fuck.

Tyler was mesmerized by the sight of his tiny fiancée riding Jake’s bull cock.  Her pussy was engorged and stretched, the inner walls clinging to the black cock as she rode up so it looked like another mouth fastened around her lover from inside her.  Tyler’s cock was so hard it hurt, and he was now continually leaking precum as he watched Monica cuckold him.

Monica looked her fiancé right in the eye and in a husky voice said, “Come here baby and eat my pussy while I fuck our huge black bull.”

Tyler knelt in front of her, and leaned forward, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick her clitoris while avoiding the black cock that she was riding.  The result was that he managed to hit her clit only erratically.  

Monica was having none of Tyler’s fastidiousness.  “I said eat my pussy,” and she grabbed her fiancé by the back of his head and pressed his mouth forward.  Tyler resisted for a second, and then gave in, opening his mouth and licking her as she rode.  The result, of course, was that he was pressed against her clitoris and labia, but also against the slick hardness of the black cock that was inside her.

“That’s soooo good,” Monica hissed.  “Such a good white cuck.”  Gradually she became aware that Jake was getting harder and hotter inside her.  She knew he was going to climax soon.  She pulled Tyler’s face away from her pussy.  “Lie on your back on the bed,” she instructed.  Then she dismounted from Jake, and straddled her fiancé in a 69, while Jake took her from behind, doggy style.  She reached beneath herself to push Tyler’s head up, but he had already grabbed a pillow to prop himself up and was licking her pussy as Jake pumped in and out of her.

Monica groaned loudly and pressed herself down on Tyler’s face, mashing her soaking wet pussy onto his mouth and lips as Jake fucked her harder and harder.  She felt her own orgasm approaching as her pussy spasmed and clamped down hard on Jake’s cock.  “Fuck my hot white cunt, baby.  Fill it full of your cum, come on and claim it now,” she screamed as her orgasm built in intensity.

Jake needed no more encouragement.  With a roar, he thrust himself as deep into Monica as he could get and felt himself pour into her, squirt after squirt of his sperm shooting into the inner recesses of her womb.  “Fuck, yeah, you hot white cunt, take my black cumload until it fertilizes you.  Oh, goddam, you are one serious hot white fuck,” he groaned.  He finally felt the last of his sperm leave his cock.   Catching his breath for a moment, he slowly withdrew, trying to keep as much of his seed inside the little redhead as he could.  Finally, he backed away, leaving Monica in her 69 with Tyler.

Monica wasted no time.  She pulled the pillow out from under her fiancé’s head, turned nimbly around so her pussy was above his mouth, and lowered herself down to him.  As she did so, Tyler opened his mouth wide and grabbed her hips, pressing Monica down harder.  A moment later, he could feel, and then taste Jake’s sperm as it ran out of Monica’s pussy and into his mouth, while he thrust his tongue inside her.  The black bull’s cumload was huge, but he licked and sucked and swallowed while his fiancé moaned in excitement and ground her pussy down.

“Jerk your cock, Tyler,” she whispered as she rode his mouth.  He needed little encouragement and started vigorously stroking his big white cock.  “Come on, sweetheart, shoot your cum all over.  It’s not going to get in my pussy tonight – that’s reserved for black cum.”

Tyler groaned and bucked his hips as his semen shot high in the air and spattered down all over his stomach and chest as he continued to suck Jake’s load out of his fiancee’s sopping pussy.

Keep it in your mouth, baby,” Monica said, as she drained.  When she finally finished, she leaned down and kissed Tyler, pulling his mouth to hers and they swapped the cum, kissed each other and finally lay quietly.

“What do you think, sweetie?” she asked.

Tyler smiled.  “I think my sweet fiancée’s just been fucked a hundred times better than I’ve ever fucked her.  I also think your pussy is most likely now owned by a huge hung black bull, and I know we’ve just become a white cuck couple to big black cock.  I can’t wait for round two.”

“Amen to that,” was all Monica said.

Jake laughed.  “Next time I’m going to take you and your sister.  Together.”




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 04



Tyler realized he was holding his breath as he watched his young fiancée press her open mouth between the legs of the stunning black-haired beauty. Monica's tongue flicked over the engorged clitoris, standing stiff and erect like a hard little penis peeking out from the clitoral hood that could no longer contain it. Kerry made a purring noise as she licked, reaching out with both hands to press Monica's face firmly against her slick, hairless pussy. Then she used her hands to rub Monica's mouth rhythmically up and down, her pussy squelching audibly and wetly as the young redhead worked. If his fiancée was reluctant about being forcibly face fucked, she voiced no objections. 

"That's it, you hot little bitch, fuck my pussy with your mouth," Kerry growled, and Monica flicked her tongue even faster, stopping only to swirl it around the clit. Kerry groaned and pressed her face forward still harder.

Tyler idly wondered if the startling size of the brunette's pleasure center was due to steroid use. The 21-year old resident assistant was a physical-education major, body-builder and competitive fitness model, and Tyler knew that the same steroids that some women body-builders used to carve their muscles for competitive advantage could permanently enlarge their clits. Kerry didn't have the masculine looks that some female iron-pounders did, but her clit really was enormous, and she had a surprisingly aggressive edge for an inexperienced wife they were supposed to be leading into cuckolding. 

The whole situation was getting weirder by the minute. When Monica had first approached Tyler about serving as a bull for Kerry and her husband, Tyler had been intrigued, all the more so by his fiancée's suggestion that the real purpose was to bring the novice couple as their first recruits to the interracial cuckolding circle they were putting together for Monica's bull, Jake. It didn't hurt in the least that at 5 feet 5 inches and 120 pounds of rock solid muscle, Kerry was a knockout. The whole idea of serving as a kind of "Judas Bull" made Tyler hard as hell, a fact Monica didn't hesitate to tease him about.

In the few weeks they'd known each other, Monica and Kerry had become fast friends, hanging out after classes were over for the day, chatting about Kerry's husband Mark. It hadn't taken Kerry long to open about to Monica about her dissatisfaction with her husband's prowess in bed. Monica hadn't hesitated to let Kerry know that Tyler was very well hung and knew how to use it. One evening, fueled by a Margarita or two too many, Monica had also opened up about their increasingly frequent experience with cuckolding. Kerry had been very curious, particularly about how Tyler could stand knowing that his fiancée was fucking another guy, but Monica had assured her that Tyler was totally into it.

"Nothing gets Tyler harder than seeing me getting pounded by Jake's huge black cock," she'd said, and then offered Tyler up as a bull for Kerry and Mark. 

Kerry had accepted on the spot and pushed Monica to set a date for the event. It had been easy. Maybe too easy, but they had followed through with their plans, set a date, and showed up for the proffered event.

Mark sat back and watched his wife as she ground Monica's face into her pussy. Inwardly, he smiled. Kerry had had no trouble at all taking charge of the tiny redhead, and Mark fully expected the same control as the evening progressed. At 6 feet 5 inches tall, he was as ripped as his wife and just as confident in his prowess with the muscle that bulged between his legs. The hints that Kerry had given about her dissatisfaction with Mark's performance in bed had been just the right lure to bring Monica and her fiancé over for what they expected to be an evening of cuckolding. Well, it would be an evening, but it wasn't going to be Mark who got cuckolded. He was every bit the hung bull that he looked in his tee shirt and soft terrycloth shorts.

If Monica had bothered to ask around, she might eventually have learned that Kerry and Mark were anything but newbies to the cuckolding scene. In fact, they were quite the opposite. The married couple's favorite sexual recreational pastime was introducing young first-timers to the lifestyle with Mark serving as the bull. Physically intimidating, Mark easily dominated the other male as he and Kerry seduced the girlfriend or wife. He was supremely confident that he could give any wife or girlfriend the fucking of her life, and at 10.5 inches and thick as a beer can, and able to cum 4 or 5 times in a night, he'd never been proven wrong. Ordinarily he and Kerry preferred first-timers, but Monica was certainly attractive and the notion of turning the tables on the would-be "bull couple" compensated for the fact that she and Tyler were already experienced as a cuckold pair.

Kerry looked over at Tyler. Time to move things along. "Tyler," she said, "why don't you come over and get Monica ready?"

"Ready for what?" Tyler wondered, but crossed to the bed where his wife was kneeling as she worked on Kerry pussy, and began to gently lick Monica's pussy. The young redhead moaned as she felt her husband's tongue slide up and down her labia and then start caressing her clitoris. She was already very aroused, and it did not take her long before she was very wet. Tyler was just starting to get into it when he became aware of Mark's presence by the side of the bed.

"Thanks, dude. I'll take over now," Mark said, and without thinking Tyler moved aside, only then realizing that the muscular jock was completely naked. 

Based on Kerry's representations of her husband's inadequacy in bed, Tyler had expected Mark to be of less-than-average size. He saw with a shock that Mark's cock was enormously thick, long, and heavily veined, capped at one end by a mushroom shaped glans and at the other by a pair of alarmingly large and heavy balls. Before Tyler could say a word, Mark knelt behind Monica and rubbed the head of his cock against her well-lubricated pussy and pressed himself forward. Tyler's wife struggled as she felt the unexpected pressure on her labia, but Kerry held on to her head firmly, keeping her in position, and Mark's invading cock-head slipped into the outer opening while he pressed forward. Despite her surprise at the development, Monica pushed back by reflex, and Mark's big cock slid deeper inside her. A moment later, and he was buried in her pussy completely, pausing for only a few seconds before slowly withdrawing most of his cock and then sliding forward. This time, he slid in without any resistance at all, as Monica opened fully to accept him.

Monica, her mouth still firmly pressed against Kerry's now-sopping cunt, could only give an exclamation of "Mmmmmmm," as she felt Mark's invading cock begin to slowly pump in and out of her well-stretched pussy in a slow rhythm. She gave herself over to it, no longer caring that what was supposed to be happening was the reverse – that Tyler should instead have been fucking Kerry and cuckolding Mark.

Tyler sank heavily down into the overstuffed chair set near the bed. Having looked forward to being a bull for the evening, he was completely stunned at the turn of events. Not only was he not fucking Kerry, he was being cucked by Kerry's husband, who was now stroking his massive cock in and out of his petite redheaded fiancée's pussy. From the looks of it, Monica was enjoying herself thoroughly as her distended inner lips clung wetly to Mark's cock as the bull increased his rhythm. Monica moaned as loudly as she could manage given that her face was muffled by Kerry's pussy.

He tore his gaze away from his wife and glanced at Kerry. The brunette's muscular legs were spread open as widely as she could manage, and she was now actively humping Monica's face. Wet sounds emanated from the place where Monica was face-fucking Kerry, her thighs glistening slickly with her juices. 

Kerry looked over at Tyler and smiled wickedly. "Your little slut of a fiancée really knows how to eat pussy," she said. Then she looked at her own husband, kneeling behind Monica. "Fuck the little bitch hard, Mark. Make her scream while her cuck boyfriend watches!" Mark increased his pace and Monica groaned loudly. 

"You love it, you little slut, don't you? Tell us how much you love my husband's big cock in your cunt while your boyfriend watches," Kerry demanded. She pulled Monica's mouth away from her pussy, holding her up by her hair. 

Monica sobbed with arousal. "I love it," she said to the brunette. Then she turned to Tyler. "I love Mark's huge cock fucking my hot cunt while you watch. It gets me so hot to cuckold you." 

She gasped as Kerry forced her face down to her pussy once again and started eagerly licking the hugely distended clitoris, sucking it up between her lips like it was a miniature cock and then rapidly flicking her tongue over the tip. That was enough, finally, to send Kerry over the edge, and the brunette arced her back, squeezed Monica's head between her muscular thighs and, grunting, began shaking with the force of her orgasm. She finally fell back against the pillow and opened her legs. Monica's entire face was slick with Kerry's juices, and she had a dazed look as Mark continued to pump in and out of her pussy. Finally, the steady rhythm proved too much and she started to shake and moan. 

Mark grasped Monica by her hair and lifted her head up, turning her face toward Tyler. "Tell your cuck boyfriend that you're cumming on my big cock," he instructed.

"Yessss," Monica hissed. "Oh, god, Tyler, he's fucking me so good, he's so damn big that I'm going to cum really hard on his bull cock," she wailed. Then her thighs started quivering uncontrollably as her orgasm sent waves of pleasure through her while Mark thrust into her, relentlessly. 

Tyler sat still, mesmerized by the sight of his beautiful fiancée once again climaxing on another man's cock. He no longer cared that they'd been set up and used by Kerry and her husband; right now he just wanted to see Mark pump a huge load of cum into Monica's womb. As if on cue, the bull grunted and began fucking his fiancée harder. Monica moaned as the tempo of his fucking accelerated, her pussy now completely distended by the beer-can thick 10 inch cock that drove into her relentlessly, while Kerry urged Mark to fuck the tiny redhead still harder.

"Come on, Mark, you can fuck harder than that," she said. "Make the little cunt scream. You own her pussy, so use the bitch like the fuck toy she is and show her cuck boyfriend what a real bull can do to his fiancee"

Monica's ass was slapping against Mark's abdomen as he pounded into her faster and faster. She was moaning continuously as another orgasm inexorably approached, and she felt her pussy began to spasm and squeeze the huge cock, pulling it still deeper into her. Though her eyes were tightly closed, she could see stars exploding against her eyelids, and she screamed incoherently as her climax took over.

"Jesus, Tyler!" Mark exclaimed as he felt the redhead's pussy contract. "Your little slut's milking my cock." A moment later, he shoved himself as deeply as he could into Monica and felt himself explode. Jet after jet of his hot thick semen shot into her womb as her cries of pleasure echoed around the room. As the last ejaculation left him, he began to fuck the now-sloppy pussy without losing his hard-on.

As Mark fucked Monica with renewed vigor, Tyler heard a knock at the door. Kerry got up, put on a short robe and left the bedroom. Tyler heard the front door open and close, and then voices, one of them Kerry's and the other distinctly male. A moment later, the bedroom door opened, and Kerry returned, followed by a tall black man. Tyler's jaw dropped and his heart pounded in his chest. This was getting completely out of control.

Seeing his obvious alarm, Kerry smiled. "This is our friend Ron. Monica said she loves big black cock, and Ron's is very big and very black. He just loves fucking little white women in front of their boyfriends or husbands. Mark and I can attest to that fact, since Ron bulls for us." Tyler could only gape in astonishment. 

"You see," Kerry continued, "Mark and I are both tops with white couples, but we're also a cuck couple for Ron, so you're going to get cucked twice today – once by a big white cock and once by a huge black one."

Ron smiled and winked at Tyler. "I never do understand why you white boys are so eager to give up your wives and girlfriends to black bulls. But I'm sure glad you are." 

He started undressing, revealing himself to be even more ripped and cut than Mark. He paused for a moment, and then slid his boxers to the floor and stood naked. Tyler gawped. Hanging between Ron's muscular thighs was the biggest, thickest, blackest cock he had ever seen. He guessed it was close to 7 inches flaccid, and at least as thick as Mark's – maybe even thicker. If Mark's cock was huge, Ron's was surely monstrous.

Kerry laughed wickedly. "Ron's ruined more pussies for white cocks than anyone we've ever met. One night with him and no wife or girlfriend is willing to settle. That's why he gets my pussy anytime he wants, day or night, and now he's going to get Monica's."

Ron kneeled on the bed in front of Monica and held his cock out toward her mouth. Without hesitating, she opened wide and took the massive head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. Mark slowed his rhythm so that Monica could concentrate better on getting Ron hard. She struggled valiantly to take more of the now-tumescent black monster into her mouth, but it was an obvious struggle. 

Kerry kneeled at the side of the bed and began to help, stroking the thick shaft while Monica sucked the head. Then Kerry started licking as well. The two women swirled their tongues simultaneously over Ron's cockhead, with beneficial results, and he visibly stiffened. Tyler stared in stupefaction. As Ron's cock reached full erection, it struck him that it was more or less like watching an empty fire hose fill up with water.

"Mark, time to pull out," Kerry said, and her husband obligingly withdrew from Monica's distended pussy, leaving her gaping open. Ron flipped the little redhead onto her back and lined up the head of his huge cock with her vaginal opening, slick with her own lubrication and the cum that Mark had poured into her. 

Monica gave a little gasp as Ron pushed into her, then whispered "Slowly," as she felt herself stretched to the limit by the new invader. Even stretched as she had been by Mark's big cock, and slippery with his cum, Monica was struggling to take Ron. She felt full, as full as she had ever been, and willed herself to relax so she could take the black cock deeper while Ron pushed into her with a steady pressure. It scarcely seemed possible, but Monica could feel her deepest recesses opening up to permit deeper penetration. She looked down toward the place where she and Ron were joined together and saw, to her surprise, that most of his cock had disappeared from view.

"You stretched the little slut out real good, Mark," Ron said. "Never figured she'd take all of me so easily, but it's in there and it looks like she's enjoying it."

Ron was right. Now that he'd managed to get his cock into her pussy, Monica was starting to get aroused again. Very aroused. Impatient for a more intense experience, she looked up at Ron and said in a low, throaty voice, "Fuck me, now, you bastard."

Ron chuckled. "Glad to oblige, little lady." 

He drew part way out and slid in again, surprised that the tiny redhead was stretched enough to take it. On his next stroke he pulled out further and pushed in a bit harder, half expecting Monica to protest, but she made no complaint. With his third stroke, he began to fuck in earnest, setting a slow but steady pace and rotating his hips to help open up the pussy still further.

Monica moaned aloud as she felt the monster cock stretching her like never before. Suddenly, without warning, she felt an orgasm flare like a bolt of electricity at the bottom of her spine, racing to her brain. It was so sudden and so intense that she was able to issue a strangled "Oh my god" before she convulsed with the force or her climax. She grabbed Ron's hips and ground them into her, increasing the intensity of the orgasm.

None of this escaped Kerry's close attention. "Damn, Ron, the hot little bitch is already cumming. Keep it up!" 

She turned to Tyler, who was watching intently. "She sure can fuck a big cock, can't she?" Tyler nodded. "I can pretty well guarantee you that by the time the evening's over, Ron will completely own your fiancée's pussy, just like he owns mine. I fuck him anytime, anyplace, and any way he wants me."

By now, Monica had her legs up as far as she could reach, with her heels hooked on Ron's broad back. She grunted and moaned incoherently as Ron fucked his massive black cock in and out of her pussy. She was totally stretched out now, and Ron was building up a strong and concerted rhythm as he fucked. As abruptly as the first one, a second orgasm exploded in Monica, and she struggled to catch her breath as she realized another spike was rolling in just as the current peak was starting to ebb.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she moaned and grunted like a mantra as the third orgasm crashed in on the tail end of the second. "I can't stop cumming!" 

She tried to slow Ron's motion, but he was having none of it and picked up the pace. Monica realized she was helplessly out of control and gave herself over to the experience.

"You want me to stop?" Ron asked, smirking down at the little redhead beneath him.

"Oh, good lord, no – don't stop until you've fucked me out completely and filled me up with cum," Monica wailed.

Ron teased her by sliding his cock out and rotating his hips as Monica moaned in frustration. "Tell me whose pussy this is," he demanded. "Is it your boyfriend's?"

"No, no, it isn't," Monica gasped.

"Then whose is it?" Ron asked again.

"Oh god, it's yours, you own it, I'll do anything you want, but fuck me more," the redhead replied, grabbing Ron's ass and trying to force him back in her.

Ron willingly obliged, pumping into Monica as hard and fast as he judged she could take. She gasped in pleasure as yet another orgasm seized her and shook her, and she rode the wave as it crashed in on her, successive waves of pleasure making her shake and shudder uncontrollably. She felt Ron's cock get even harder, believing that he was, at last, getting ready to climax, but she was wrong, and he fucked her relentlessly, making her cum over and over again. 

By now she was having what amounted to a continuous orgasm as she fucked, peaking intensely but never really coming down from the climax. She was having trouble catching her breath and was feeling dizzy, letting herself be fucked like a rag doll. Ron's cock got harder still, and he began to grunt as Monica was vaguely aware that his own orgasm was approaching. 

As he pounded her, Monica could feel an even bigger orgasm building inside her, approaching like a tidal wave. She realized she was screaming and sobbing in pleasure, when Ron suddenly thrust into her as hard and as deep as he could spurting gush after gush of semen into her already deluged womb. As he came, Monica's own climax crashed in on her. She heard a roaring noise in her ears and the room started to go dim and finally black.

"God, Ron, you just fucked her until she passed out," Kerry exclaimed. She looked at Tyler. "This ever happen before?" she asked. Tyler shook his head. "Well I think you guys just got owned by a black bull master. Better get used to her spreading for Ron whenever he wants. Just like I do."

Ron withdrew his tumescent cock from Monica's ruined pussy. She gaped open so much that Tyler could see quite far into her, the collection of white semen clearly visible where it pooled in her recesses. 




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 04



Kerry chuckled. "Time for a good white boyfriend to clean that mess up," she said. 

Tyler crossed to the bed, sliding his fiancée gently toward him so that her hips were even with the edge of the bed. Kneeling, he lowered his mouth to her steaming pussy and began gently to clean up the cream pie. Things hadn't turned out the way they'd planned it, but they had still had an amazing time, with the certainty that much more was yet to come.



A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 05



A Note to Readers: This story deals with fetishes and taboo subjects including cuckolding, interracial sex, and incest. It is fiction, of course. If you find these subjects to be personally offensive then don't read this story.






Tyler sat up in bed next to his wife, unable to get back to sleep in the early dawn. Beside him, Monica lay sleeping naked on her stomach, the blanket shrugged off down to the swell of her buttocks. In the breaking light of dawn, Tyler could just make out the ornate black spade tattoo that was centered just above the crack of her gorgeous ass, a gift from her black master, Ron. Well, not quite a gift. Ron had instructed Monica to get the tattoo, but ever the dutiful husband, Tyler had accompanied her to the tattoo parlor, waited while she selected the tattoo she wanted, and watched as the artist had skillfully inked his petite redheaded wife. 

The artist had smirked when Monica picked out the design, an unmistakable sign of a wife gone black, publicly proclaiming her preference. When he finished, Tyler paid for his work in cash and thanked him. "Doing a whole lot of these lately," the tattooist had said. "Lot of young wives getting them." He'd paused and then added, "Mine's one of them."

Tyler had smiled and nodded. "I know what you mean – seems like it's happening everywhere. My wife sure loves it."

The tattooist smiled ruefully. "Mine just can't seem to stop. I asked her to, but she told me if I truly loved her I wouldn't make her quit. I didn't want to risk it, so I told her it was cool. We still fool around, but there's just no question what she prefers," he'd said. "Besides, it's not like she's the only one. Half her married friends do it too. Sometimes I think there's a black cock revolution going on here."

A black cock revolution, indeed. In less than a year, Tyler had watched as his 18-year-old wife went from being a faithful fiancée to a married slut with an apparently unquenchable craving for big black cock. Not that he blamed Monica. Their bull, Ron, was an incredible fucking machine – handsome, ripped, and packing over 11 inches of thick black cock seemingly capable of going all night. Monica wasn't normally able to take Ron's lovemaking that long. Usually, by the time he'd pumped his third big cum load into her stretched-out pussy she'd either have passed out from her orgasms, or ended up so limp and fucked out that there wasn't much point in trying for cum load number four.

As their cuckold relationship with Ron had evolved, Tyler and Monica had given him a key to their condo along with the authority to visit at will, day or night. On average, the big man dropped by two to three times a week, mostly in the evening when Tyler was also home. Ron had explained that he particularly enjoyed using white wives in front of their husbands, a fact the husbands seemed to enjoy as much as their wives, Tyler squarely among them. When Monica had expressed concern about hurting her husband's feelings, Tyler had immediately reassured her that she needn't worry. In fact, Tyler had conceded that nothing he had ever experienced came within shouting distance of how aroused he got watching his wife taking on her black lover, an admission Monica had shared with her sister, Elaine, and their mother.

Tyler had had to get used to Monica's easygoing and open attitude about their involvement in the lifestyle. She hid nothing from her sister and mother, and was increasingly open with their friends and coworkers. When Tyler had expressed reservations about his wife's candor, she'd declared that "There's absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. I'm incredibly lucky – I get all the black monster cock I can handle, and I have a loving husband who's amazingly supportive. I'm just blessed to have the best of both worlds, and I like to share my blessings with my family and friends, and let them know they can have it, too."

In that regard, Monica had no need to encourage her older sister to do likewise, since it had been Elaine who had first introduced them to the lifestyle. The sisters were plotting to introduce their mother to it as well. A petite, vivacious redhead, she shared their infectious good humor, impish sense of fun, and – Monica insisted – their interest in black men. 

"She's always asking questions about it – what it's like, whether black guys are bigger and better in bed, how our husbands react – stuff like that," Monica had said. "A couple of weeks ago, she told us that she's made up her mind to try, but she's not really sure if Dad would be okay with it."

"Has he said anything about it one way or the other?" Tyler asked.

Monica blushed. "Dad told Mom that if Elaine and I were addicted to bbc, then it was good enough for her. He said he figured it was just a matter of time before she tried, so as far as he was concerned, the sooner the better." 

She paused, seeming to struggle with her thoughts. Tyler waited for Monica to continue. "You remember when I went over a week ago? Dad pulled me aside and told me I should set Mom up with Ron. He made me promise to talk to him."

"What do you think about it?" Tyler said. "Could be really intense if you ask me, either good or bad."

"Ever since Ron started fucking Elaine, he's been after me to set him up with Mom. Calls it a white family 'trifecta,'" Monica replied. "Every time he talks about it, he says he wants to breed all three of us at the same time so we can walk around with swollen bellies and give birth to black babies together."

Tyler's cock tented his pants. He made no effort to hide his response. Monica laughed when she saw him. "I guess there's no need to ask what you think of that idea," she said, and kissed her husband. She squeezed his big cock through his pants. "Since Ron started fucking Elaine, he's also been talking to me and her about a threesome – Elaine, me, and Ron."

Tyler sat up. "Oh yeah? What do you think about that idea?" he asked.

Monica frowned. "Honestly, I don't know. It's not that I mind Ron fucking Elaine, not in the least. It's just . . ." Her thoughts trailed off.

"Just what?" Tyler probed. "Don't worry, I'm long since over being shocked."

His wife laughed at his comment. "I know you won't get shocked. I just don't know what I think about doing a three way with Elaine," she said. "I could handle being in the same bed and sharing Ron, but he's made it abundantly clear that he's going to insist on a full contact threesome." Monica looked at Tyler intently. "Elaine's my sister, Tyler. Full physical contact even with Ron there is really pushing the envelope out about as far as it can go."

"What does Elaine have to say about it?" he asked.

"You know Elaine," Monica said. "She's a stone freak. The kinkier it gets the more she likes it, and doing the nasty with her sister – and a hung black man – gets her motor running, big time. She's all for it." She paused, briefly, and then went on. "Elaine's been proselytizing about the virtues of black cock fucking to Mom for months, and she keeps saying that once Dad sees her fucking Ron their only regret will be waiting so long to go black."

With that, Monica had kissed her husband, turned out the light on the bed stand, and quickly fallen asleep, leaving Tyler to ponder the brief conversation. Despite Monica's alleged misgivings, he had no doubt that Ron would end up taking both sisters to bed together. Paul, Elaine's husband, had confirmed as much, acknowledging that his wife did whatever Ron wanted with little hesitation. 

Tyler knew the same was true of his own wife – the black spade tattoo was one example; so were the silver barbells piercing her nipples and the similar bar vertically piercing her clitoris. Ron had simply "suggested" Monica get pierced and two days later she'd come home from the piercing parlor, proud of her new ornaments, just as she'd been delighted with her black spade tattoo.

Tyler shook his head. He loved his beautiful wife with all his heart and he knew she felt the same way. They were soul-mates. He delighted in pleasing her, in making her laugh; in holding her close while she slept. He'd never regretted a single moment they had shared together. And yet, and yet. And yet, notwithstanding his passionate devotion, he accepted her infatuation with black men as her primary sexual partners. Accepted? Hell, he embraced the lifestyle with as much enthusiasm as Monica. The truth for them was that being a black cock cuckold couple was a two-way street. It wasn't just that Monica clearly preferred Ron's monster cock. It was also that Tyler accepted how right it seemed for his tiny redheaded wife to prefer it. 

For the two of them, there was a freely acknowledged admission of the sexual superiority of big black cock – or at least of the one belonging to Ron. Neither Tyler nor Monica subscribed to the extreme views of total racial superiority, but when it came to the relative excellence of hung black studs in the bedroom, there was just no denying it. Tyler was well endowed – very – and an attentive and generous lover. He'd never had any complaints about his performance, quite the opposite. 

But when Monica had taken black men into their bedroom, all that had changed. This was an unassailable truth with Ron, whose effortless prowess with Tyler's wife was simply a fact. Sexually, Monica was completely under his sway. She simply climaxed more frequently and far more intensely with Ron than she had ever done with Tyler, and the more she did it, the more she wanted it. Ron was just that much better at fucking Monica, and Tyler accepted this without rancor. If Ron wanted Monica and Elaine together, that was fine with him. 

As for pregnancy, well, why not? Their lifestyle was definitely not a secret, and in their social circles, couples seemed to fall into one of two categories: those who'd gone black, and those who were in the process of going black. He and Monica had always planned on having kids while they were young, anyway. 

As for Elaine, her husband Paul had confided to Tyler that they were ready for it. "Elaine's only waiting to see what happens with Monica and her Mom. If they're both willing, we'll try to time it so it happens pretty much simultaneously," he'd said. "If not, we'll go it alone." Tyler was certain Elaine and Paul would definitely not be alone, it was simply a matter of timing. As far as Lisa, their mother, who knew? Ron could be very persuasive. Very persuasive indeed.

Unbeknownst to Tyler, Monica and Elaine had already set up an introductory meeting between Ron and their parents, scheduled that very afternoon. Both daughters accompanied their paramour to the family home for the meeting. Tyler had tagged along, but Paul – Elaine's husband – had opted out. 

It was awkward at first. Lisa was anxious to meet the man who had cuckolded her sons. Her husband, Jack, poured drinks with a deliberately heavy hand, hoping the alcohol would undo the nervous tension. After a couple of drinks, the tension began to fade. "Good lord," Jack finally said, "it feels like we're meeting a future family member."

Ron smiled. "In a way, you are. And guess who's coming to dinner." The ensuing laughter finally broke the tension. "So, Jack, Lisa, what would you like to know? Ask me anything you want, you won't offend me."

"Ah, so, I guess you must be pretty experienced with white married couples," Jack said.

Ron nodded. "That I am. I've been bulling for white couples since I was in college. Older couples at first, but now I like to break in young marrieds. And the occasional first timers like you and Lisa," he said. "I only play with white married couples, and have done so from the start."

"Why's that?" Lisa asked. "I mean, isn't that kind of a limited field?"

The handsome black man shook his head. "Not at all. It's wide open and growing by leaps and bounds all the time. I never have to advertise my services – it's all referrals by word of mouth from satisfied couples like your girls and their husbands, and you can believe me when I tell you that my dance card is always full."

Jack took a long swallow of his drink. "What's in it for you? I mean, this isn't exactly a normal hobby, is it?"

Ron gave the older man a long, hard look. "This isn't a casual hobby at all. I take it very seriously. I keep myself in top shape and I work hard at it. I hit the gym six days a week, whether I feel like it or not. I watch what I eat, I don't smoke, and I drink in moderation. I do this so I can deliver what married white couples expect: a ripped, rock hard, razor sharp black experience that I can guarantee will take their wives to places they've never dreamed of."

He paused, then smiled and visibly relaxed. "Sorry about that. It can be hard meeting white couples' fantasies, so I have to work hard at it. No offense."

"None taken," Jack replied, and tipped his drink in salute.

Ron nodded back and continued. "'Normal' is a relative term. The fact that your lovely daughters are both happily married and both happy to have me take them in front of their husbands is outside the mainstream, but to them, it's become a 'normal' part of their lives. And from my experience, the lifestyle is becoming more in the mainstream every day." he said.

"Now as to what I get out of this, there isn't one simple answer. I like to think I'm in the business of marital fulfillment – helping white couples push the boundaries of their relationships to maximum satisfaction. I can pretty well guarantee that your wife has never, ever been filled, fucked, and satisfied like she will be with me." He smiled at Lisa. "If you have any doubts, just ask your daughters. Or better yet, ask their husbands." Monica and Elaine both giggled.

Ron continued. "So at least part of it is in deconstructing the traditional concept of marriage, and there's no more basic way of doing that than by bringing a huge black dick into the bedroom and into a white wife's pussy. It's marital liberation, and though it may seem like it's more for the wife than the husband, in my experience it's just as liberating for the men" he said. "Though the flip side of that is that I also get off taking white couples down to their most basic primal urges – letting the jungle rule of the alpha male usurp the conventions of marriage. You'll see what a total slut your wife can be – with the right guy, of course, and that guy happens to be me."

Jack swallowed. "What are your requirements?" he asked.

Ron smiled. "They're pretty straightforward. First and foremost, I only play with couples when the husband is fully aware and supportive. Second, I'm very selective about the wives I bed. Your girls are a great example: very pretty, very fit, and young. Third, once we start, there's no backing out. It doesn't matter if you think you might want to change your mind. Once you're both committed, Lisa's going to get the fucking of her life whether you have second thoughts or not. Fourth, you have to be present for at least the first couple of sessions. The girls and their husbands can watch, too, but that's optional. Oh – and you both shave yourselves bare and stay that way. Finally, I ride bareback – no condom. I'm tested regularly and like I said, I'm very selective about partners, so there's never been any cause for concern on that front," he concluded.

"Well, I guess Lisa and I have some talking to do," Jack said.

"No, we really don't, sweetie," Lisa said, smiling archly. "You know perfectly well that after we talked last night we both agreed to take the plunge if we liked Ron, and I definitely like what I see and hear. There's no backing out now."

Jack smiled uneasily, nodded, and then swallowed the rest of his drink. He crossed to the wet bar, added more ice to his glass, and poured another two fingers of single malt.

Lisa stood. "I'm going to take a shower." She looked at Ron. "I don't need to shave since I had a full Brazilian wax yesterday." She sashayed out of the living room and headed upstairs.

Tyler rose from his seat on the couch and started toward the front door. "Give me a call and I'll pick you up later," he said to Monica.

"Where do you think you're going?" his wife replied. "I think Mom wants an audience and you're part of the family."

Jack opened his mouth as if to protest, but thought better of it. "In for a penny, might as well be in for a pound," he said, and sat down.

The two girls excused themselves and headed upstairs to help their mother get ready for her adventure, leaving the three men sitting awkwardly in the living room. Tyler finally broke the silence. "Look, Jack, I'll leave if you want me to go. It's hard enough the first time without having an audience."

The older man shrugged. "It's okay. I guess the ladies are in charge, so let's just go with the flow and see how it works out." He turned to his son. "Don't you find it hard watching Monica making love to another man?" he asked.

Tyler shook his head. "It may sound hard to believe, but it's by far the hottest thing I've ever seen. It's kind of humiliating at first, but that's part of the arousal, too, and you get used to it. I wouldn't dream of asking Monica to stop, not that she'd even consider it. The only warning I can give you is that once you start down this path, you won't be coming back."

A moment later, Elaine came back downstairs. "Ready," was all she said, and turned around to head back to the bedroom. The three men followed her. Lisa lay on her side facing the door as the entered, her head propped up on her hand. She was naked. 

Tyler looked at his mother closely. A redhead like her two daughters, Lisa was, at just forty, in great shape. Her hair was cut to shoulder length, framing her face, her dark green eyes gleaming brightly in the dim light. She had the same snub nose as the two girls, but her lips were fuller and her face slightly rounder. At five feet five inches, she was also taller than either Monica or Elaine, but weighed perhaps 115 pounds. Her small breasts, perhaps 32b, Tyler thought, showed little sag. Her stomach was admirably flat and toned, showing clear evidence of regular workouts. Her hips, though rounder than her daughters', were slender. All-in-all, Tyler thought, his mother-in-law was a knockout.

The girls had arranged four chairs next to the bed as a viewing platform, and Tyler sat in the one nearest the door, followed by Monica, then Elaine, and finally Jack. Ron stood at the end of the bed and slowly disrobed, his eyes on Lisa the entire time. When he reached his boxers, he slid them down his muscular legs slowly, teasing her. The boxers finally fell to the floor, and Lisa gasped.

"Oh my god, your cock's incredible! It's huge," she said, mesmerized by the smooth black snake that dangled in front of her. Without taking her eyes off Ron's cock, she reached out and took it carefully in her hand. "Good, lord, Jack. He's bigger soft than you are when you're completely hard."

Lisa, leaned forward and tentatively licked the head of the huge black cock, then opened her mouth and slipped the head in, swirling her tongue around the glans. After a few minutes, the cock began to swell, and Lisa slid more of it into her mouth and began slowly sliding up and down, taking as much as she could without hitting her gag reflex. Her eyes widened as she felt Ron becoming more erect.

Ron turned to Tyler and issued instructions. "Tyler, strip off and get over here," he said. When Tyler hesitated, Monica gave him a gentle shove. "You heard him, honey. Get naked." 

Tyler stood and removed his clothes, revealing his own toned body and ample cock, already starting to stiffen. Then he crossed to the bed, uncertain what was next. Ron had Lisa sit on the edge of the bed, with her feet on the floor, while he stood next to the redhead, his cock at her mouth level. He motioned to Tyler to get down on all fours. "Get that pussy good and wet, cuck," he instructed.




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 05



Tyler did as he was told, moving forward until his mother's bare pussy was in front of his mouth. He started tonguing her clitoris and licking the already moist slit, reaching up to cup Lisa's buttocks in both hands and pull her forward. "That's it, baby," he heard his wife proclaim, "eat her pussy just like you do when you're sucking Ron's cum load out of mine."

Lisa groaned for the first time as her son's tonguing began to arouse her. At the same time, she held Ron's now-erect cock firmly by the base and, relaxing her jaw, slowly pumped her mouth up and down over the glistening shaft. Timing her down stroke with her breathing, she was able to take more and more of the huge cock into her mouth, and then slowly, carefully, down her throat. Run grunted as she worked. "Holy shit, look at Mom working that cock," she heard Elaine exclaim. "How much can she manage?"

For his part, Tyler was working his mouth and tongue up and down and over Lisa's pussy, now dripping wet with his saliva and her own lubrication. He could feel her tremble and shudder as his tongue worked into her, and knew she was aroused by his efforts. Though he could not see it, he could hear the wet sounds of his mother as she worked the huge black cock with her mouth.

Much though he was reluctant to, Ron knew he needed to slow Lisa down before she buried his cock completely down her throat and forced him to blow his load. He wanted it to go slower, but the woman was giving him one of the best blow jobs he'd ever had. He looked down at Tyler's head moving up and down between Lisa's legs. "Hey cuck," he said, "why don't you use something other than your mouth on your mother." When Tyler looked up in surprise, Ron said, "I want you to open her up with your cock. Fuck her."

Tyler didn't need a second invitation. He stood between Lisa's outstretched legs and positioned his big cock so the head was lined up with the opening of her now-soaked pussy. With a forward thrust he pushed into her. To his surprise, he slid his considerable length completely into her with one push. Lisa groaned and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in as far as he could go as her son began to pump his big cock in and out of her.

Lisa looked over at her husband. Jack was watching intently, a dazed look on his face. "He's pretty big, sweetie," she said, "and he knows how to fuck." The she looked at Tyler. "Have you fucked Elaine, too?" she asked. He nodded. "Well, Jack," she said, "your son's fucked both of your daughters and now he's fucking me, too. Guess that really makes you a cuckold," she laughed, and then moaned loudly as Tyler's big cock pumped into her.

"Whooo Hoooo, sweetie!" Monica yelled in encouragement. "You better fuck my mom real good. Go get that sweet pussy!"

Ron looked at Monica. "Why don't you use that mouth of yours over here instead of running it off?" he said. The petite redhead chuckled, walked over to the black man, dropped to her knees and took his huge cock into her mouth, sucking it enthusiastically.

Jack's head was spinning. First he'd seen his beautiful wife suck a huge black cock down her throat. Now he was seeing his son pounding his big cock into his wife's pussy, while his youngest daughter was enthusiastically kneeling next to her husband and blowing the black bull. Never in his wildest imaginings had he ever contemplated such a scenario. He stared in appalled fascination and then realized his own erection was tenting his pants.

Tyler had grabbed Lisa's butt and was pounding her as hard as he could. He could feel her pussy getting wetter and hotter as he did so, and her groans and moans were coming regularly. He looked to his right, where his own wife was greedily sucking on Ron's huge black cock. As he did so, he realized that the black bull had, sexually at least, taken over the entire family – both daughters and their mother – and had in the process turned all three husbands into willing cuckolds. It was mind-boggling. It was also incredibly hot. 

Suddenly, he felt Lisa's pussy clamp down on his cock, hard, squeezing him like a velvet vice grip. "Cumming, I'm cumming," she groaned and he found he could hold back no more. With a long moan of his own he buried his cock to the hilt and shot spurt after spurt of his hot seed deep into his mother's womb as she clutched him tight.

His climax complete, Tyler withdrew slowly from Lisa's pussy. Instinctively, she rolled her hips up so as to keep his cum inside her. Tyler sat on the floor, his back to the bed, as he caught his breath. As he did so, Monica led Ron by his cock so that he was between her mother's legs. Then she reached forward with her left hand and, using her thumb and forefinger, spread Lisa's pussy lips apart, while guiding Ron's massive cock into the opening. Lisa gasped as she felt herself stretch like never before and the monster cock, aided by the copious amount of Tyler's cum, begin to push into her.

Monica dropped to her knees in front of Tyler, and took his still stiff cock into her mouth, tasting the mix of semen and pussy juice that coated her husband. As she sucked, his cock became fully erect once more. She paused and stripped, straddling her husband so that she rode him facing away, and began moving up and down on his big erection, giving her father and Elaine a clear view as she rode.

Above them on the bed, Ron was still easing his massive black cock into Lisa's pussy. The MILF gave little gasps of pleasure as the invader pushed ever deeper, stretching her slowly and filling her as she had never been filled before. She had her legs open and up, with her heels just touching the handsome man's shoulders, trying to open herself to help him mount her completely. Ron began to slide his cock out and then back into her in a slow and careful motion, trying not to force the issue. As he did so, Lisa at last began to relax enough to take him, and with a grunt he pushed his entire massive length into her now-engorged pussy.

"Oh, fuck, baby, fill me up with your incredible black cock!" Lisa panted. "I've never felt anything like this in my life. No wonder my girls are total sluts for your bull cock!" 

She began to fuck the muscular stud back, feeling her pussy stretching even more, all the while conscious that her husband's gaze was riveted on the spectacle unfolding in front of him. With the suddenness of a lightning strike, Lisa felt her pussy spasm as an orgasm slammed through her. 

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" she wailed, and felt her climax ripple up her spine and back again. It seemed to go on and on. Even as she climaxed, her lover picked her up and sat down on the edge of the bed. Then, her orgasm over, he gently turned her on his cock until she was riding him while she faced her husband. 

At the same time, Tyler picked up Monica and sat on the edge of the bed next to Lisa. Jack watched, slack-jawed, as his wife and daughter brazenly fucked their men in front of him. Elaine stood up and began to strip. In a moment, she stood naked and then crossed to the bed and dropped to her knees in front of her sister and brother. As Jack watched in complete astonishment, she leaned forward and, pressing her mouth to Monica's pussy, began to lick her sister's clitoris. Monica gasped, then groaned and closed her eyes, reaching forward to put her right hand on the back of Elaine's head, pressing her older sister's mouth closer still, feeling the tongue flicking quickly across her now engorged clitoris.

Lisa groaned loudly and leaned back against Ron as his thick cock stretched her to her limits. He cupped her buttocks in support as she rode up and down, her pussy squelching as she did so. Fuller now than she had ever been in her entire life, she abandoned herself to her lust, fucking Ron like she was a porn star filming a video. 

She turned and looked to her right where her youngest daughter was in an identical position, riding Tyler's cock. Instead of being shocked by the sight of her older girl going down on her younger sister, she felt a thrill of perverse enjoyment run through her. Ron had managed to break down their family conventions in their entirety, and the possibilities were limited only by their imaginations. From what she could see, her girls were very imaginative. So, she knew, was she.

Lisa gasped as she felt another orgasm begin to travel up her spin. This one seemed to unroll like thunder, crashing up and down and driving her to pound Ron's cock into her pussy even harder. She began to grunt as she felt her vaginal muscles contract, pulling the big black pole still deeper inside her. She looked at her husband from under lust-lidded eyes. 

"Look at me, Jack. I'm cumming again on Ron's huge black cock. I fucking love his dick, baby. Now I see why our girls went black and aren't going back, and I'm not going back, either!" With that, she gave herself over completely to her orgasm, shaking and shuddering on the beautiful black cock that was driving her to new heights of ecstasy. 

Next to her, Monica began to gasp and moan, and she knew her daughter was about to join her in orgasm. As if in answer, Monica groaned aloud. "Fuck, oh god, eat my hot cunt, you little slut. I can't believe you're actually sucking my pussy and it feels so goddam good. I'm fucking cumming so hard . . . " she wailed, as her orgasm slammed into her. 

When at last she came down from high, she gently slipped her husband's cock out of her pussy and held it out for her sister. Elaine needed no encouragement, climbing onto the bed and straddling her brother's cock just as her sister had done. In one motion, she buried his cock to the hilt, turned to her sister and pulled the younger girl to her knees. Monica never hesitated, burying her face between Elaine's legs and eagerly licking the wet pussy while her sister rode Tyler's cock. 

Elaine chuckled. "I knew you'd do it, it was just a matter of time," she said.

Next to Elaine, Ron had changed position, putting Lisa on her knees so she was still looking at her husband, then mounted her from behind. Restraint was gone. It was clear the pretty MILF could take his cock pretty easily, though he took care not to be too rough with his cock. He knew his own orgasm was approaching, and he slapped the redhead's ass lightly, grabbed her hair in his right hand, and pulled her head back toward him. Lisa groaned in response. 

"You like that, baby? You like it a little rough?" he asked.

"Yessssss," she hissed in response. "Fuck me hard baby, and treat me like the married white slut I am."

Ron pumped into her harder, holding her hair with one hand and slapping her ass, hard, with the other. Lisa groaned when she slapped her, so he did it again, and then a third time. Each time he did it, she pumped back harder against his cock. 

"You like my big black cock, don't you, baby," he said, pulling her head back toward him. It wasn't a question.

Lisa moaned. "I love your huge black dick. Fill my pussy up with cum, just like you've done to my two girls, and show my cuckold husband what a real man's cock can do to a married wife's pussy." She looked across at Jack. "Oh, baby, I'm so glad you wanted to get cucked by a big black dick. Ron's the best fuck I've ever had, and Tyler was damn good, too. You better get used to my pussy being used by other men," she giggled. "I guess it must run in the family."

Elaine felt her own orgasm starting, spurred on by her sister's agile tongue and her brother's big cock as it pumped in and out of her while she rode. She grabbed Monica's head and ground it harder still into her crotch and began to cum. As her pussy spasmed on Tyler's cock, she felt it grow harder and hotter and begin to spurt wildly into her. 

At last, the two of them stopped moving, and Elaine lay back, spent, on top of her brother. His erection slowly diminished and his cock shrank, finally slipping out of her well-fucked pussy. Tyler scooted out from under her, and she lay on the edge of the bed, with her legs spread apart and her feet dangling down. Her pussy gaped open, and she felt Tyler's sperm begin to slip toward the opening. Monica never hesitated, leaning forward and burying her face in Elaine's pussy once more, eagerly slurping her husband's semen out of her sister's sloppy wetness. When she was done, she leaned over the bed, bent down to Elaine's face, and kissed her full on the lips. As she did so, Monica's lips parted, and the mouthful of hot cum slid into Elaine's mouth, as they kissed each other wetly.

Spurred on by the brazen display the two sisters were putting on, Ron felt his cock harden still more, and knew he was about to climax. At the same time, Lisa's pussy began clamping spasmodically as yet another orgasm ripped through her, and she started grunting in pleasure. Ron thrust himself as deeply into her as he could reach and started spurting.

"Oh, god, Jack – I can feel Ron's huge black cock squirting in me like a fire hose. It's amazing!" she cried out, as jet after jet of hot semen gushed into her. There was so much of it that it began overflowing and running down her thighs. Ron awkwardly turned her around so her pussy was facing her husband, and then slowly withdrew his massive cock. Jack sat, stunned, as his wife's pussy gaped open obscenely and gobs of thick white sperm spilled out and dripped onto the bedspread.

"What are you waiting for, daddy?" Elaine asked. "All the cuckolds in this family clean up our pussies once Ron's finished cumming in them, and you're not going to be an exception. Now get over hear and start eating all that cum before it's wasted."

As if in a trance, Jack crossed to the bed, sank to his knees, and lowered his mouth to his wife's sloppy pussy. The whole family indeed. Changed forever, and who knew what perverse pleasures lay ahead? 

As he licked and cleaned, he realized that Ron had moved to the other side of the bed, where his daughters were. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Monica was already busily sucking on the massive black dick, which looked as hard as it had been when the bull had first mounted Lisa. Ron had Tyler lie on his back, with his head just at the edge of the bed, and then had Monica straddle her husband in a sixty-nine. 

Elaine propped up Tyler's head with a pillow so he was close to his wife's bare pussy, held her sister open, and guided Ron's big cock into her younger sister's opening. The big man pushed forward, burying his length inside Monica, who groaned loudly as he did so as her husband began earnestly licking her clitoris from below, while the dark black cock pumped slowly in and out. At the same time, Monica began to suck Tyler's erect cock, swallowing as much as she was able. 

Jack realized he'd pretty well emptied his wife's pussy of sperm, and leaned up and kissed her, allowing the copious cum load to run down into her open mouth. Lisa made little mewling noises in her throat as she swallowed. 

"Get naked," she whispered to her husband, who stood and stripped quickly, sitting next to her on the bed. His wife began to slowly stroke his painfully hard cock. "Poor baby needs some relief," she said. 

Jack's cock was by no means small, measuring a good eight and a half inches when fully erect. He heard a giggle to his right and realized Elaine was standing next to them. "My goodness, daddy," she said, "I had no idea you were so well equipped. You certainly make Paul look small in comparison. Mom, I'm jealous of you," she giggled again.

Lisa jiggled Jack's cock at her daughter. "Then help yourself, sweetie," she said, her voice thick with lust. 

Elaine hesitated. "I don't know . . ." she said, her voice trailing off.

"Oh for heaven's sake, Elaine," Lisa said. "You and Monica both cuckold your husbands with that immense black cock that's pounding your sister's pussy right over there, while her own husband is licking her. You've watched your brother fuck my pussy and cum in it and you've watched me go black. And to top it all off, both you and your sister were happily eating each other's pussies without batting an eyelash. So drop the demure act and give your poor father some relief."

Without further argument, Elaine clambered on the bed, took Jack's hard cock in hand, and straddled him, guiding him into her wet pussy as she did so. She pushed down and felt him slide into her in one easy stroke. She grunted as she ground herself down against his pelvis and began to slide back and forth on his cock. "Feels good," she said, and closed her eyes, giving herself over to the sensations.

Uncertain what to do, Jack tentatively put his hands on Elaine's hips and pushed her down, helping her move back and forth. Elaine moaned and leaned forward. 

"Don't be shy, daddy," she said, "we've already crossed the threshold, so you might as well fuck me good and hard. I'm just sorry Paul isn't here so he can watch you cuckold him."

With that, Jack started pumping harder into Elaine's now wet pussy. His head was spinning. He couldn't believe what he'd seen and now done in a single afternoon, but it was far too late to stop now. Elaine was right – their entire family had crossed over all boundaries and entered the realm of the perverse. And, he had to admit, Elaine felt absolutely wonderful as she rode his hard cock.

Across the bed, Ron was pretty well pounding Monica's pussy, while Tyler licked and slurped as best he could on his wife's stiff little clit. It didn't take long for the little redhead to reach her limit, and with loud moans and groans she came hard on the monster cock that was stretching her. She gamely tried to suck her husband's big cock, but when Ron thrust forward, Monica nearly choked as Tyler's cocked was forced down her throat. Still she kept at it and could feel her husband getting harder and harder as he became more aroused. Monica looked toward the other side of the bed. The sight of her older sister riding their father's hard cock filled her with lust, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she'd fucked her dad as well. 

Monica shivered as she realized there wasn't the slightest doubt at all that Ron would impregnate all three of the women in her family. They were all fertile and, she suspected, all eager to feel their bellies swell. Once they quit taking birth control and got their cycles in sync, she expected Ron's massive black cock and huge loads of cum would make short work of it. They'd be the scandal of the neighborhood, and she didn't care a bit. In fact, the idea gave her a thrill. It would be good advertising for other white couples, and she suspected more than a few would take the black cock plunge. Good, the more the better, as far as she was concerned. The thought abruptly gave way to an orgasm, and she ground her pussy down on her husband's face as she shuddered and jerked, feeling Ron swelling inside her as she moved. 

Things were going even better than Ron had planned. He'd already taken all three of the women in the family in front of their respective husbands. He was still surprised by how readily these white guys gave up their wives to black men, and how easily they seemed to make the transition to the cuckolding lifestyle, but no matter – it was enough that they appeared to enjoy it. Better still, he hadn't even had to persuade the two sisters to get intimate with each other. They'd been only too happy to go down on each other and had obviously enjoyed the experience. And then there was Elaine, bouncing around happily on her daddy's cock. Told to do it, no less, by her mother. Man, the women in this family were just out there, and that was fine with him.

The big black man was nearing his own climax as he pumped the petite redhead's pussy, and he could tell from the vaginal squeezes she was close to another orgasm herself. As Ron thrust into her, Monica's muffled moans grew louder and louder until she started shaking and shuddering and he could feel her squeezing his cock rhythmically. It was enough to send him over the edge, and he shoved himself in as far as he could go and spurted into the lovely redhead's pussy again and again. 




A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples Ch. 05



When his orgasm finally subsided, he slowly withdrew, once again leaving Monica gaping open. She immediately pushed herself down onto her husband, who opened his mouth to cover her pussy and started tonguing her. Monica squealed in pleasure as her climax continued and then intensified as she furiously sucked her husband's cock, stroking him faster and faster until with a groan he began to spurt his own cum into her mouth and down her throat. Finally, the young couple wearily cuddled together and watched as Elaine and Jack reached their own climax.

As Jack thrust upward harder and harder, he felt a sudden burst of heat at the base of his spine travel forward and up his hard cock. He let out a strangled cry as his orgasm exploded with such intensity that he spasmed for several long moments without ejaculating. At the same moment, Elaine climaxed, forcing her pussy down onto her father's pelvis and grinding her hips as Jack shot his cum deep into her pussy. She lay quietly on top of him, feeling the warmth and wetness to her inner core. Finally satiated, she rolled off and lay panting next to her mother on the bed, feeling a large wet spot forming under her hips.

Jack and Tyler gathered up their clothes and stumbled out of the bedroom to take showers in the other bathrooms. Ron lay on the bed, his cock slowly growing flaccid. He looked at the three redheads and smiled.

"So," Lisa said, looking him in the eyes, "do I understand correctly that you want to make my daughters and me pregnant?" Ron nodded. "All at the same time?" she asked. He nodded a second time. "Well then, I guess we better stop taking our birth control pills at the end of the month. I wonder what the neighbors will think when our bellies swell up together. I can only imagine what they'll make of it when all three of us give birth to brown babies." All three of the redheads laughed merrily at the thought.