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Interracial

By: Endowed4u



It all started this summer.  I live in a predominately all white neighborhood, although there are several prominate black families dispersed throughout.  I am very athletic and work out regularly.  I am also very well endowed.  I workout at the local fitness center and jog regularly throughout the neighborhood.  I always knew that in the back of every white women's mind is the fantasy to be fucked by a big black cock.  Mine is about 10" long and as thick as the average woman's wrist.  I am a black musician and my schedule gives me the flexibility to fuck the wives in the neighborhood, while their hubbies work during the day. I began my usual jog and headed for the fitness center.  

I always wear spandexes and a tanktop to show off my slim muscular figure, but especially to show the outline of my thick, black cock.  I looked around at the people in the facility, which is always filled with mostly white women.  As I pass them, I always notice them discretely sneeking peeks at the thick outline tucked inside my spandex. Most of them swallow hard and stare. I pretend not to see them and am always greeted with a shallow hello.  I started my usual workout and worked up a pretty good sweat.  I noticed a blonde, who always seemed to be next to me during my workouts.  She was about 5'5, 130 pounds and a nice ass like a black woman.  She would always make small talk and soon introduced herself as Robin. The first time, I pretended, mistakely to rub against her as I made my way to another piece of equipment.  

I pressed my big cock against her ass. She closed her eyes, moaned softly, and then I felt her shudder.  I must have stayed there for about 1 minute and she pushed her ass hard against me and moaned several times.  I excused myself and got on a piece of equipment directly in front of the bench press.  Robin got on the bench press and opened her legs wide.  I swear I could see evidence of a small amount of moisture and her swollen clit. I completed my work out and left to go home for a shower.  The next morning, I started my usual jog and noticed Robin standing on her front porch, in her sports bra and athletic shorts.  Her house was situated so that I could jog through the backyard.  I looked around to see if I was being watched.  It seemed clear.  I went to the back door and rang the doorbell.  "Hi.  Could I have a glass of water?" I asked.  She smiled and invited me in.  "I see you are headed for your workout," she smiled. I said "yeah, but I've changed my mind now."  I was rubbing my big, hardening cock through my spandex.  

I got up locked the door, and pulled the blinds shut.  I walked over to her and placed her hand on my cock.  Robin moaned.  "God this thing is so big Ummm..ummmmm..."  I pulled her sports bra over her left shoulder, exposing her hard nipple. I bit down on her nipple and covered the top portion of her tit with my mouth.  At the same time, I squeezed her ass and put her hand inside my shorts. "God damn...fuck This thing is fuckin' big It's twice as big as my husbands and a whole lot thicker" she shouted with excitement and lust in her voice.  She started masterbating my big cock which stood past my navel now. I pulled her panties to the side to expose her hard clit and wet cunt.  Her asscheeks tightened as I rotated my forefinger on her clit. "Fuck...that feels so fucking good....oohhh.....You're gonna make me cum like that....fuck"  I was determined to make her cum with my fingers first. She started dry humping my cock and grinding hard.."oohhhh I can feel it I gonna cummmm" she cried out.  I slipped about three inches of my cock inside her, and kneaded her ass.  Her pussy started pulsating and trying to suck more of my cock inside.  The room got quiet.  

I pushed the entire 10" inches of black cock deep inside her and held it there.  Her body started convulsing uncontrollably and her pussy was spasming at a quick pace.  Then suddenly she screamed loudly, "I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMING OHHHHHHHHH GAWD BIG BLACK FUCKING COCK SO DEEP FUCCKKKK"  I looked down and saw her cum seeping down her left thigh. "SO good So fucking big and good" Her body went limp as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.  Her cum had leaked onto the floor and was embedded in the crack of her ass.  I carried her to the countertop and laid her there.  Robin opened her legs widely and began to masterbate her clit. She was writhering and moaning.  I climbed between her open thighs and looked at her pussy filled with female cum. She raised her head and watched me aim my big, purple cockhead, which was easily the size of a plumb, at the entrance of her pussy.  She masterbated faster and raised her hips higher, trying to get more of my cock inside her pussy.  I then, placed the tip of my black cock on her clit and rotated it slowly.  I covered my cockhead with her pussy juice as she rapidly stroked her clit.  She kept mumbling, "Big black dick...big cock, fuck ummm..hummmm..I want to cum again soooo bad"  With that, I eased three inches inside her and stroked hard She came. Then I eased six more inches deep inside her and she came again. Then nine inches.  Robin screamed loudly and exploded, " Ohhhh....ooohhh I'm CUMMMING AGAIN I'm CUMMING OOOHH GOD CAN'T STOP CUMMMINGNNNNG CUMMMINGGG" I looked down and saw that my cock was covered with white, creamy cum.  This really excites me.  I rammed the entire length deep inside her pussy and her body started to shake and convulse really hard.  She gushed cum all around the base of my cock.  Her body got stiff.  I withdrew the entire length and started pounding furiously.  Her pussy was making wet sounds and cum was oozing on the countertop.  She moaned, "Ohhhhhh Yes Yes I'm cummming again Damn fuck fuck me  Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee"  

I stay hard for hours so she had no idea that she was in for the fuck of her life.  I withdrew my still rock hard cock.  I watched the pool of cum leaking from her pussy and watched her stroke her hard clit.  She stroked so fast, her hand was a big blur.  I eased my cock back into her cunt, causing her to moan and grind her ass up off the table.  I stroked her pussy with long deep strokes and made sure I held my cock in place when I hit the bottom of her pussy.  Her ass started trembling slightly and I knew she was on the verge of another orgasm.  I placed my middle finger inside her asshole and bit gently on her nipple.  I held her as she jerked and spasmed.  "Uhhh ohhhh I can feel it Here it cums again I'm gonna cum HARD BIG BLACK DICK OHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK" Her body stiffened once again and then started shaking violently. Robin screams as tears rolled down her face, "I'M CUMMMING CANT STOP AGAIN ITS CUMMMING HARD OHHHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD"  I held my cock deep inside her and gently kissed her nipple.  She was moaning and grinding her pussy weakly.  I pulled my big cum covered cock out and stood up.  I was amazed at how far her nipples and clit were poking out.  Her nipples were about one inch long and her clit was sticking out about 1/2 inch from its hound.  

There was so much cum on the countertop and her pussy, and she was still oozing cum.  It had gathered in a puddle on the countertop and thickly cover her pussy lips.  I kissed her and said good bye.  I dipped my finger inside her cunt and placed the cum on her lips.  She licked it with dreamy eyes and only nodded in complete amazement.  As I exited the backdoor, I saw another white women, standing at her back door with a robe on.  She had a finger in her mouth and her robe opened a little to expose a little of her bush.  I watched her eyes travel down to my crotch area.  The cum had seeped through my spandexes and showed a big wet spot.  Robin loves my cock and from now, I will fuck her regularly.  

But as far as the other woman, ummm, that's another story.

Interracial Analingus



Motown music played softly in the background in a loft in the black suburb of East Cleveland. The midsummer party had just gotten underway there.

The partygoers were six black men and seven black women who owned a production company that solely made interracial porn. They had invited eight pre-college black boys and seven pre-college black girls who had been apprentices or spectators during all of the interracial porn shoots.

All of the casually dressed merrymakers in the room were African-American and college age or younger. They were either graduate students in film and photography at a nearby university or pre-college high-school students at a local two-year college.

It was hot. The partygoers wore casual summer clothes. They gathered in small groups to chat, talk movie making, gossip, or joke and laugh. There was a table with a beer keg, some gallon wine bottles, and plastic glasses. A table beside it had six plates of artistically arranged hors d'oeuvres.

At first glance, it looked like a party of informally attired black business people, artists, and students. But none of the twenty-eight black people in the room were unaware of three naked non-African-Americans among them.

All three naked non-blacks were porno models for the black porn producers. All three had been on-camera engaging in interracial sex-acts in front of all of the black porn producers and all of the black pre-college students now at the party.

So all of the comfortably dressed laughing, talking, and joking partygoers knew the three naked filthy porno sluts. And everyone there had been at the shooting locations to watch all of the dirty acts these three shameless sluts had publicly performed on-camera for commercially sold and distributed porn.

In addition, all of the partygoers had seen the commercial porn videos and the Internet photographic series that had been distributed.

One of the porno models was a thirty-five-year old dyed-blond light-skinned Thai female named Gayle.

She had made six porn videos with twelve different black males. In three of her videos she had performed with one black guy, but two were with two black males, and one was with five black males. 

Gayle's dyed-blond hair was held in a ponytail with a blue hairclip. Her small patch of pubic hair was black. Everyone in the room could see that it capped the split bulge of her tan Thai twat.

Gayle was a professional naked piece-of-ass. In addition to being a porno model, she worked as a nude dancer in a bar and picked up extra change as a whore.

The other non-black naked female was a thirty-seven-year-old light-skinned and brown-haired Mexican female named Kathy. She had made three porn videos with fifteen different black males. In all three videos she had performed with five black males.

Kathy's brown hair was clipped into a bun on top of her head with a brown hairclip. Her pubic hair was a rich brown over and around the split bulge of her twat.

Kathy was also a professional naked piece-of-ass. In addition to being a porno model, she a stripper at a club and pulled in some more as a whore.

The third naked non-black was a brown-eyed graying-brown-haired fifty-something white male named Tom. He had made three porn videos with nine different black females. Two of the videos were with one black female. But one had been a cute idea by the porn producers, and Tom had been with seven black bisexual females.

His graying brown hair was not long. His pubic hair was still a rich brown all around his penis and balls.

Tom was also a professional naked piece-of-ass. In addition to being a porno model, he worked as a nude art model at local colleges and for local artists and was a whore who sometimes picked up and paid for sex by women.

The porn that these three naked whores had done on-camera had a special indecent dirtiness. To have an edge on the intense competition in porn business, the porn producers had created a thematic distinction that kept their old customers coming back and drew in new ones.

They made only interracial porn. And in all of this interracial porn all of their filthy naked non-black sluts had licked their black porno models' assholes.

Moreover, these non-black pieces-of-ass had licked each of their costar's black assholes at least three times in three different sex-positions per video. And in each sex-position they had licked black assholes an average of six takes that lasted a half-minute each. So for each black costar in a smut video, these filthy non-black sluts had licked black assholes for about nine minutes.

Gayle had thus licked twelve different black male assholes on-camera. And she had done it at least three different sex-positions in each and six takes in each position.

So Gayle had publicly licked black male assholes at least thirty-six times on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

For their own statistics, the black producers had used Gayle's videos to time the total degrading black asshole licking that she had performed on-camera and in front of them and the black teenagers. It was about an hour-and-forty-four minutes. Actually it had been more because some takes had been cut and several were not used in the final filthy videos.

Gayle had also been fucked in the ass by those black males, and then had sucked their black cocks after they had come out of her asshole, on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

Kathy had licked fifteen different black male assholes on-camera. And she had done it in at least three different sex-positions with each black male. So Kathy had publicly licked black male assholes at least forty-five times on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

The black producers had used Kathy's videos to time the total degrading black asshole licking that she had performed on-camera and in front of them and the black teenagers. It was over two-and-a-quarter hours for all videos. Actually it had been more because some takes had been cut and several were not used in the final filthy videos.

Kathy had also been fucked in the ass by those black males, and then had sucked their black cocks after they had come out of her asshole, on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

And Tom had thus licked nine different black female assholes. And he had done it at least three different times in each. So Tom had publicly licked black female assholes at least twenty-seven times on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

The black producers had used Tom's videos to time the total degrading black asshole licking that he had performed on-camera and in front of them and the black teenagers. It was an hour and fifteen minutes. Actually it had been more because some takes had been cut and several were not used in the final filthy videos.

In his last video, Tom had licked seven different black female assholes while these seven black girls played lesbian sex-games with each other. And each one of the black girls had fucked Tom in the ass with a strap-on dildo, and he had sucked the dildo each time it had come out of his asshole, on-camera and in front of the production crew and their invited spectators.

All of the summer-attired talking, joking, laughing, and partying African-Americans at the gathering had observed naked Gayle, Kathy, and Tom licking black assholes live while they were on-camera.

There was no one at the party who did not glance over and recognize all three naked sluts as asshole-licking pieces-of-ass.

And, in fact, that is why the three filthy non-black sluts had been procured and paid to be naked, handcuffed, asshole-licking whores for the black partygoers. It was a celebration of their fifth successful year in business due to the interracial asshole-licking theme of their porn.

When a male partygoer wanted to use and humiliate Gayle or Kathy to lick his asshole, or any other sex-act, he would take one of them into one of two adjacent bedrooms and make the handcuffed naked filthy female slut do it.

When a female partygoer wanted to use and humiliate Tom to lick her asshole, she would take him into one of the two adjacent bedrooms and make the handcuffed naked filthy male slut do it.

All of the black people at the party had already experienced either Gayle's or Kathy's or Tom's tongues on their anal flesh during after-shooting parties.

The black porn producers and their black high school apprentices and spectators had always had the option of using the naked asshole-licking non-black pieces-of-ass after the sessions were over. Gayle, Kathy, and Tom had complained that their tongues were tired from doing it on-camera. But the filthy sluts had to lick black assholes of production people and spectators anyway.

A week earlier, when the black porn producers had begun calling fifty of their former and present non-black porno models to procure them, the only non-black sluts filthy and submissive enough to agree to this for their party were Gayle, Kathy, and Tom.

The party had been going on for fifteen minutes when three pieces-of-ass had gotten there. Gayle, Kathy, and Tom had stripped totally naked in the car and when they walked into the room in their bare feet, all three naked whores had their wrists handcuffed behind them.

For a minute the three naked non-African party whores had stood next to one another with their handcuffed hands touching lightly against their bare buttocks.

Three heavy-duty towing chains made of galvanized steel had been hung from three pulleys on the ceiling. At the end of each chain were large commercial tow-truck hooks. A black electrical cord with a start-stop button hung beside each chain and hook.

Three of the black female porn producers, a woman named Tina, a man named Charles, and a man named Rashid, led the three handcuffed naked party whores to the three hanging chains. The hooks were, at that point, shoulder-high.

The porn producers lifted the naked whores' arms and bent their bare bodies forward. They dropped each of their handcuff chains into the deep curvature of the tow-truck hooks.

Then each of the summer-dressed porn producers pressed the electrical cord button. A motor on each pulley on the ceiling raised each galvanized steel chain until each bent-over naked whore's handcuffed arms were stretched high in the air.

In fact, each naked whore's arms were stretched so high behind their backs that their bodies bent forward until their faces almost forced into their own crotches and sex-organs. And each bent-over naked whore's body was literally lifted until she or he had to stand on her or his toes.

Then the three porn producers drifted back into the party.

"This is pretty uncomfortable," Gayle complained loudly.

"Yeah," Kathy added.

"Yeah," Tom added.

"If you filthy whores ask people if you can lick their assholes, they'll let your arms down and take you to a bedroom to lick them," Charles told the three whores.

Four of the black pre-college high school students were standing nearby.

"Why don't you take the filthy naked whores to lick your assholes so they can get out of those uncomfortable positions," Tina told the four black high school students.

The four students sauntered over to the naked female and male sluts while looking over their bodies and sex-organs with contemptuous grins, smirks, and sneers.

Two were typical-looking black pre-college high school girls, LeeAnn and Danielle. They were two of several girls at the party with black straightened hair in bangs.

They wore white sweatshirts into which their pairs of young breasts protruded. Both young women wore plain tight white shorts, and white sneakers with white cotton socks.

The two black pre-college high school boys were named Roy and Ben. Roy was a tall athletic-looking guy with a short haircut. Ben was a shorter slightly overweight guy with the same kind of short haircut. Both of the young men had on white shirts, tan slacks, and name-brand sneakers.

LeeAnn, Danielle, Roy, and Ben had been among sixteen black teenagers present in the makeshift warehouse porn studio.

They had scrutinized Tom while he was naked on-camera giving rim jobs to the assholes of nine different black women. And they had tittered and smirked while this filthy white male slut was being fucked in the ass with a dildo by black women and then shrieked with amused contempt when he sucked the dildo that had come out of his asshole

They had also been present when Gayle licked the anuses of twelve different black males on-camera. They had snickered and laughed while this filthy slut was being fucked in the ass by them and then sucked the black cocks that had come out of her asshole.


And they had been present when Kathy had licked the assholes of fifteen different black males on-camera. And they had sneered while this filthy slut was being fucked in the ass by them and then sucked the black cocks that had come out of her asshole.

There was no question in any of their minds about what kind of filthy debased sluts with their arms stretched up behind their backs these three handcuffed, naked, pieces-of-ass were.

The three naked pieces-of-ass could see them by turning their bent-over heads sideways and looking up out of the corners of their eyes.

LeeAnn and Danielle cutely smiled at handcuffed, naked, and uncomfortably bent-over Tom and looked over his bare white flesh and sex organs. He shot them an inviting smile.

They returned sly contemptuous sneers to let him know that they intended to use and defile him as their whore. Both went around behind the filthy white male whore and looked at his bare ass, asshole, and dangling sex-organs.

Roy and Ben sneeringly looked over naked, handcuffed, bent-over Gayle's and Kathy's twats and boobs.

Roy preferred to use the dyed-blond Thai woman, Gayle, for his dirty gratifications and sauntered to her. Ben saw this and turned to the brown-haired Mexican-American woman, Kathy.

"Hi, Gayle. I'm Roy," the taller black college boy said. "Remember me? I watched you make all four dirty videos and you licked my asshole all four times."

"Yeah. Hi, Roy," bent-over Gayle said as she looked up at him out of the corner of her eye. "I remember you. Never knew your name, though." She remembered that her tongue had been tired and she still had to lick his asshole, and she had to pull his anal hairs out of her mouth two of those four times.

Gayle remembered that her last porn video with one or another of five black guys while the others took turns fucking her. She was almost constantly licking black male assholes on-camera for a half-hour. And then Roy and Ben and about a dozen other black guys had made her lick their assholes and suck them off.

Roy and Ben went around in back of the bent-over naked women and looked over their bare asses, assholes, and the split bulges of their cunts. Gayle and Kathy could look up out of the corner of their eyes and see the two black boys.

"Can I lick your asshole, now, Roy?" Gayle asked.

"In a few minutes, Gayle," he answered.

"Hi, Kathy. I'm Ben," the shorter black college boy introduced himself as he made a point of looking at her twat. "I watched you make all three of your dirty flicks and you licked my asshole all three times."

"Hi, Ben. Yeah, I remember," Kathy confirmed. She remembered that each time she had to pull one of Ben's anal hairs out of her mouth.

Each time, her tongue had been quite tired from a full half-hour of licking one or another of five black guys' assholes almost constantly while others took turns fucking her. And still Roy and Ben and about a dozen other black males demanded that she lick their assholes and suck them off.

The taller of the two black girls grinned at handcuffed naked Tom. "Hi Tom. Remember me? I'm LeeAnn. I watched you make all three of your filthy porn videos and you licked my asshole after each one."

"Can I lick your asshole, now, LeeAnn?" the filthy white male whore asked.

"In a few minutes, Tom," LeeAnn answered him with a cute coy grin. She and Danielle exchanged wicked dirty smirks.

"I'm Danielle," the other black girl said with a sly smile after she had glanced at his penis. "I watched you making them, too. And you licked my asshole after each one, too."

"Can I lick your asshole, now, Danielle?" he asked the black high school girl.

"In a few minutes, Tom," she answered nicely.

The two black girls remained standing behind the bent-over naked white male whore looking over his dangling sex-organs.

The naked white male piece-of-ass remembered the two teenage black pre-college girls from the porn videotaping sessions in a warehouse a month earlier. They had been spectators with these black college boys.

After the first two videos his tongue had been tired from licking black girls' cunts and assholes for about half of the half-hour videos.

But after the last one where he had constantly licked seven black girls' cunts and assholes without stopping for a half-hour, his tongue was quite tired. And both LeeAnn and Danielle had demanded that he lick their assholes and then suck them off with his very tired tongue. He could hardly talk for a couple days after that.

"We had fun the last time you licked our assholes," LeeAnn said with a sneering smirk at the naked white male slut's penis.

"You looked like you did, too. Even though your tongue was tired," Danielle grinned at him.

"It was kind of fun," Tom told her. His stretched-back arms didn't allow him much expressive movement. LeeAnn looked over the dangling balls and cock of the naked asshole-licking male slut with an unrestrained sneer.

Roy glanced to see what LeeAnn, Danielle, and Ben might want to do next. None of them showed any sign of initiative. 

He put his hand behind Gayle's bare tan Thai ass and felt around it.

"You have fun licking those guys' and our assholes, too?" he asked the naked dyed-blond Thai whore.

"Yeah," she said while turning her bent-down head to look at him out of the corner of her eye.

He grinned a dirty sneer at her patted her bare ass. "Okay, you can lick my asshole now, Gayle."

"Thanks," Gayle told him.

Roy pressed the button on the electrical cord and the motor on the pulley lowered the tow chain and hook. Gayle slowly straightened up. When the tow-truck hook was waist-high, Roy slipped Gayle's handcuffs out of it. Gayle sighed relief.

"Okay, let's go, slut," Roy told her.

He slipped his ebony hand under Gayle's handcuffed hands and onto her bare oriental ass and felt around her ass flesh. He pressed on her buttocks to guide her toward the bedroom and her asshole licking disgrace. 

Ben put his hand on Kathy's bare ass. "Yo, 'ho! Time to lick my asshole, slut," he told her.

"Well, let my arms down so I can lick it," Kathy told the black high school boy.

Ben pressed the electrical cord button, and the chain began to lower from the pulley. When the tow-truck hook was waist-high, Ben slipped Kathy's handcuffs out of it. Kathy sighed relief.

Ben slid his ebony hand under her handcuffed hands and felt her bare light tan Mexican ass as he guided her in back of Roy and Gayle. 

The four of them sauntered with ebony male hands feeling female asses toward one of the rooms set aside for use of the party whores. The two black college girls and the naked white man stood looking.

The black college boys grinned and sneered while insolently feeling around Gayle's and Kathy's bare asses. Handcuffed Gayle and Kathy looked straight ahead with half sullen and apathetic expressions.

LeeAnn shot them a contemptuous sneer and then grinned to Danielle.

"Looks like they're the first to use the lady whores to lick their assholes," LeeAnn winked.

"Good to get the bitches before their tongues get tired," Danielle winked back.




Interracial Analingus



LeeAnn turned to Danielle. "Now I want to get this white slut before his tongue gets tired," she told her friend.

"You're tongue get tired from licking assholes and sticking it into rectums in those videos, bitch?" Danielle asked Tom.

"Yeah," he shrugged.

"Want to lick my asshole now, bitch?" LeeAnn coyly asked him.

"Yeah, the sooner the better," Tom answered.

She pressed the button on the electrical cord, and the pulley lowered the tow-truck chain. When it was waist-high, she slipped Tom's handcuffs out of the tow hook. The naked white male whore straightened up with a sigh of relief.

LeeAnn put her hand around his cock and balls and felt them. "Okay, bitch, let's go," she told Tom.

"Mind if I watch?" Danielle asked her friend while feeling his bare ass.

"Sure, come on. I'll watch you, too," LeeAnn grinned while manipulating the white man's sex-organs in her hand. "Let's go, whore," she told the naked handcuffed white man. She pulled at his penis to pull him toward the bedroom. 

The other party guests watched, snickered, and joked while the two black college girls, with their hands feeling the older naked white man's bare ass under his handcuffed hands, guided him to do his dirty degrading task.

The three of them went into the room. LeeAnn closed the door. The two black girls returned to feeling around the naked white man's ass and sex-organs.

One room had a large double bed. The other had twin beds.

*********

In the room where the black boys had taken the handcuffed naked oriental and Hispanic women there were twin beds side-by-side.

Roy and Ben slipped off their trousers and underpants. Roy grabbed Gayle's handcuffs and led her to the bed and obliged the naked oriental slut to kneel on the floor in the aisle between one of the twin beds. Then he forced Gayle's head down onto the sheet.

He crawled up onto the bed and lay on his back with his ass toward her.

Ben grabbed Kathy's handcuffs and obliged her to kneel on the floor in back of Gayle. Kathy now faced the other twin bed. This way the two black college boys could watch both of the female whores lick their assholes.

Ben forced Kathy's head down to the sheet of the other bed. Kneeling and naked Gayle and Kathy waited with their hands handcuffed behind their backs and their heads on the beds.

Ben lay down on his back on the other twin bed. Neither bed had covers. The movie people had furnished old sheets so sex-juices on them could be washed out or they could be thrown away.

Roy spread his legs apart and scooted his ass within an inch or two of Gayle's face.

Ben spread his legs apart and scooted his ass the same distance from Kathy's face.

For the moment, there was a short distance between the women's faces and the black college boys' crotches and assholes.

Roy grinned contemptuously down at Gayle. She was a submissive filthy slut who got kicks from licking black male assholes and forcing her tongue into black male rectums. He glanced at her handcuffed wrists.

She would gladly lick his asshole without them. but they did make her more powerless and submissive and therefore more fun to use and defile.

Gayle lifted her head up and glanced toward Roy's face, but avoided his eyes. She looked eagerly at his large limp black cock, at his hairy ebony testicles, and at the kinky black pubic hair of his crotch.

Then she looked cravingly at his black ass and asshole. She had licked a lot of black male assholes. It was always sexually arousing.

"When's the first time you licked someone's asshole, slut?" Roy asked the thirty-five-year-old blond-haired Thai woman.

"When I was sixteen," she answered while looking at his asshole.

"Thai guy?" Roy inquired.

"Black guy. I was whoring on Detroit Avenue in Cleveland," she answered.

"That's near Lakewood," Roy observed.

"Yeah," she said while looking at his black asshole. "Couple streets from the border with Lakewood."

"So who was this bro, and how'd you end up licking his asshole?" Roy asked her.

"Young black John," the naked and handcuffed oriental whore told him while looking at his asshole. "He asked me to lick his asshole and then suck his cock. I saw it done in porno movies and watched a couple of my whore girlfriends do it."

"But you were a little disgusted?" Roy probed. 

"Disgusted by the thought of placing my mouth and tongue on a guy's dirty asshole? Yeah! I was disgusted," the naked oriental party whore said with some emotion. "But the John was a good friend of my pimp. And didn't want either of them mad at me."

"So how'd you do it?" Roy asked with a sneer at the thought of her first asshole-licking humiliation and defilement.

"Knelt down behind him. Closed my eyes. Pressed my face into his large black ass. I didn't want to hesitate and have second thoughts, so I got my mouth and tongue on his asshole."

"And then it wasn't so bad, after all, was it?" Roy mocked.

"Yeah," Gayle told him. "Asshole was clean. Asshole flesh was a little harder than the flesh of his ass, but it was like licking any flesh. And so I licked around it. When he told me to push my tongue into it, I did. It was like sticking my tongue into some hard flesh. No big thing. So I stuck my tongue in and out of his asshole for about a minute."

"So it never bothered you anymore," Roy noted.

"No, never again," she told him. "Next guy's asshole I licked was no sweat. One thing interesting was how my tongue stimulating guys' assholes always turns them on. Makes their cocks hard or almost hard."

"Yeah, baby, it's a turn-on, all right," the black high school student told the filthy older oriental slut.

Gayle didn't say anything. She looked at his black asshole flesh. It was another black male asshole out of hundreds that she had seen and licked. She had a desire to get her mouth and tongue on it.

"You know," Roy told her, "you have quite a reputation as an asshole-licking whore who likes to lick black guy's assholes."

"Like with who?" the handcuffed naked oriental whore asked him. She wanted to know for her whore-business reasons.

"College jocks I know. Also guys I meet," Roy answered. "Especially after you made those dirty movies doing it. Everyone saw you lick twelve different black guys' assholes in porn videos. So you're pretty well known as an asshole-licking whore."

She knew about her reputation as an asshole-licking whore. Clients had fun telling her and sometimes talking about her asshole-licking in front of other people. Since it was true and she couldn't do anything about it. She refused to let herself to be bothered.

"If it helps, I'm glad that you like to lick black guys' assholes, because I like filthy oriental sluts like you to lick my black asshole," he told the naked handcuffed oriental slut.

She looked lustfully around Roy's anus. Around his asshole was male anal hair.

She sometimes got these male anal hairs stuck in her mouth when she licked guys' assholes, and the guys thought it was cute when she had to pull them out with her fingers.

The slut studied the black high school boy's anal hairs. If it happened this time, she had her wrists handcuffed behind her back and would have to try to blow or spit the anal hair out.

Roy had watched Gayle when she made her filthy porn videos and then had watched the videos. He had the filthy oriental slut pegged. She liked to lick guys' assholes, especially black guys' assholes. She didn't know why. But she liked it. She enjoyed the humiliation and the degradation. She liked the feel of black anal flesh on her lips and tongue.

Gayle tried to move her dyed-blond head forward and just begin licking around his anal flesh. But his ass was a couple inches too far from her face so she had to wait for him to put his asshole up to her mouth.

Roy grinned toward the debased Thai-American whore's sharp brown eyes. The filthy asshole-licking slut was eagerly looking over his asshole prior to degradingly licking it and forcing her tongue into it.

Her face was inches from his ass. She was an out-and-out filthy slut who did dirty and degrading things like lick assholes daily. He grinned at her bare Thai-American flesh and her handcuffed hands behind her.

He was going to press his asshole tight against her mouth and reach down and hang on to her blond head and force her face deeper into his ass. He knew that she liked that stuff.

"Handcuffs bother you any, Gayle?" he asked her just to have something to say to the filthy slut who was about to humiliatingly lick his asshole and force her tongue into his rectum.

"Not a whole lot," she answered while looking up past his black ass and male sex-meat toward his face.

"Where did you say you were from?" he asked the asshole-licking slut. He knew that she had said she was a Thai-American born in another Cleveland suburb of Lakewood, Ohio, but he was getting a kick out of watching and talking to the naked oriental slut who knew that she had to lick his asshole in a few seconds.

"Lakewood," she answered him blandly.

"Lots of filthy asshole-licking sluts like you in Lakewood?" he asked her.

"Probably," she told him while looking at his asshole.

"How does my asshole look from where you're at, slut?" he asked with a sneer at her.

"Okay," she answered. It was a strain to bend her head back to look at his face, so she just looked at his hairy crotch and asshole.

"How are you doing over there, Ben?" Roy called over to his college friend.

"Fine," Ben answered. "Filthy whore's just looking over my dirty asshole."

Ben was in almost exactly the same position as Roy. Handcuffed naked Kathy's face was on the bed inches from his black ass.

Kathy looked at the Ben's limp black cock, his hairy black testicles, the black flesh of his ass, and the ridges of his black asshole. Like Gayle, the sight was nothing new to her.

She and Ben had, of course, listened to Gayle tell about the first time that she had licked an asshole. She knew that Ben would ask her, and he did.

"When's the first time you licked an asshole, bitch?" he sneered.

"Like when I was thirteen," she told him.

"Thirteen?" he asked amused.

"Black guy in middle school was a drug dealer," she answered. "I wanted some dope. He wanted me to lick his asshole for it."

"Where'd you lick it? Ben asked, still amused.

"Behind a dumpster in a school yard."

"Before you licked it, were you disgusted?" he asked in the same tone of amusement.

"Yeah. I was disgusted," she told the black guy whose asshole she was looking at and about to lick.

"Disgusted by what," he probed teasingly.

"The idea of putting my mouth and tongue on the guy's dirty asshole," she answered edgily.

"But you wanted dope," Ben noted.

"Yeah, wanted dope," Kathy confirmed.

"So how did you lick his asshole?" Ben asked with a grin at the naked asshole-licking piece-of-ass.

"He had pulled down his pants," Kathy half-sighed. "I knelt down in back of him and looked at his black ass in front of my face. So as not to back out and lose the dope, I quickly squashed my face between his naked buttocks and instantly stuck out my tongue on his asshole. His anal flesh was surprisingly hard and I guess fairly clean. So in that first few seconds I found that it was like licking any other flesh."

"He make you stick your tongue into his asshole?" Ben taunted.

"Yeah," she told him. "I stuck it into his asshole about twenty times."

And after you licked it and stuck your tongue into it, it was no big thing," Ben noted to the naked Mexican whore.

"Yeah, no big thing after you do it once," Kathy agreed.

"Physically, that is," Ben noted. "As you said, it is like licking any flesh. But there has to be some shame to it, some humiliation, disgrace.

"Yeah," Kathy said. "And the guy had made sure that word got around the school, and I licked over a dozen boys' assholes after that. Before I had graduated from high school, I licked dozens of boys' assholes, and two of the male teachers' assholes."

"And now you're a famous porno star who licked fifteen different black male assholes in videos everyone saw," Ben noted.

"Yeah," she said. "I don't care."

She looked eagerly at Ben's asshole. It would be just another of hundreds of black male assholes that she had licked. She always couldn't wait to get her mouth and tongue on them.

She got a kick out of licking black male assholes. She did not know why, but she was lustfully looking forward to licking this black asshole, too.

Ben grinned down at the handcuffed naked brown-haired Mexican-American woman whom he was about to humiliate with licking his asshole. He could tell from the movies that she liked licking black guy's assholes. She liked the shame, humiliation, and degradation of it, and she liked the feel of the guys' anal flesh on her tongue and her lips. 

She was a filthy slut. He was going to scoot down and press his asshole tight against her mouth. Then he was going to reach down, grasp the back of her head, and force her face deeper into his ass. He could tell that she liked that stuff.

He raised himself up some and looked down at the defiled naked filthy slut. She looked up at him past his black ass, hairy black balls and large dangling black cock.

"Where'd you say you were from?" he asked the naked asshole-licking piece-of-ass only to have a conversation with a slut he was about to degrade with licking his asshole.

"Tijuana, originally," she told him while looking at his ass and asshole because raising her head was difficult and because she liked looking at it.

"Lots of filthy asshole-licking sluts like you in Tijuana?" he asked her.

"I suppose," she answered him while looking hopefully at his asshole.

On the other bed, Roy grinned down at his asshole-licking slut. 

"Did you notice what brand of beer they had out there?" he asked the naked handcuffed whore. He knew that she would not be able to answer as he scooted his asshole up against her cute Thai mouth.

"Budw-mmuumph!" she grunted as he slid his asshole tight against her mouth and muffled the remainder of the word "Budweiser."

He got some pleasure and amusement from his black crotch pushing against the older oriental woman's face and his asshole pressing against her mouth.

As soon as his asshole made contact with her mouth, she enthusiastically began licking it. He reached down and seized the back of her blond head and forced the filthy oriental slut's face and mouth deeper into his black ass.

In a few seconds the filthy naked handcuffed Mexican slut was struggling to slurp breaths by his ass flesh and obscenely gulping and grunting while she licked around his asshole.

He knew that her active oral activity was producing saliva, and she had to gulp it with obscene grunts while she degradingly licked his anal flesh. He could also hear and feel her struggle to breathe air in and out past the flesh of his ass and asshole. Her mouth was tight against his asshole, and her nose was pressed into the softer flesh of his crotch.

She struggled to lick his asshole, force her tongue into it, gulp her own saliva, and breathe in and out past his ass flesh. 

Similarly, Ben scooted his ass tight against Kathy's face. She immediately began lustfully licking around his asshole. He reached down and seized the back of her brown-haired head and forced her cute Hispanic face deeper into his black ass.

She slurped breaths past his ass-flesh in slithery hisses. She gulped and grunted obscenely to swallow her saliva while licking his asshole and trying to breathe.

The two naked handcuffed older females liked the degradation, the disgust, the humiliation of having their faces squeezed into the black boys' asses and their mouths squished against their black assholes. They liked the feel of anal flesh on their mouths and tongues.

The two black college boys alternately looked at their own disgraced asshole-licking whore and then at the other black college boy's disgusting defiled asshole-licking whore.

From behind, Roy could see Kathy with her face under his friend's sex-organs and her face held deeply in his ass while she grunted, slurped, and gulped. Kathy's wrists alternately struggled against the handcuffs and relaxed. 

Ben could watch Gayle's light tan oriental ass bob up and down as Roy manipulated her head in his ass. She also sometimes struggled against her handcuffs while struggling to get air with her face pressed tightly into Roy's black ass.

Then both black boys scooted down more and forced their whores' faces out of their asses and into their groins. As a result of the oral stimulation of their assholes, their cocks had gotten quite hard. Now they wanted blowjobs.

"You like to suck black cock, Gayle?" Roy asked his whore.

"Yeah," she eagerly told him while looking hungrily at his long fat stiff tube of black male sex meat.

"You like to suck black cocks, Kathy," Ben asked his whore.

"Yeah," she enthusiastically told him while looking hopefully over his hard thick long shaft of black male sex meat.

Both filthy sluts eagerly got their lips around the big meaty stiff black cocks. They slurped hard black male meat into their mouths and began moving on them. Since both naked sluts were handcuffed, they had to put effort into backing their heads while sucking long stiff black cock. 

Both black boys reached down and forced the sluts' heads deep down onto their cocks. Black cocks went deep down the throats of whores. Gayle and Kathy gaggled and gulped. Soon both of the boys were breathing heavily.

Their gagging and gulping sounds were turn-ons for Roy and Ben. 

And both, as if by plan, relaxed their pressure on their whores' heads and withdrew their stiff cocks just in time to ejaculate onto their faces.

Hockers of hit slimy white cum spat out of both black cocks onto the naked handcuffed whores' faces.

The first and largest of Roy's wad of cum struck Gayle on her forehead above her left eye and on the eyelid of her closed left eye. Another struck the left side of her nose. More struck her left cheek, and then her right cheek, and some dribbled on her chin.

The first and largest of Ben's wad of cum struck Kathy on the bridge of her nose right between her eyes and a little onto her closed right eyelid. The next struck her upper right cheek below the eye. More struck her cheek a little lower down, and some dribbled out on her chin.

The black boys immediately stood up and helped their handcuffed naked whores to stand up. The boys pulled on their underpants and expensive designer slacks, zipped up their flies, tucked in their shirts, put on their socks and designer sneakers, and led the cum-faced naked handcuffed oriental and Hispanic ladies out into the living room to advertise their humiliation and disgrace.

"Pretty facials, don't you think?" Roy asked Ben.

"Nice indeed," Ben replied.

"Let's let everyone else see the sluts humiliated like this," Roy said.

"Yeah," Ben agreed.

Both black boys took their naked whores by the handcuffs and steered them into the living room.

Neither said anything to Gayle or Kathy. And humiliated cum-faced Gayle and Kathy, somewhat out of breath and mouths, tongues, and necks slightly exhausted after hard oral work on the black boys' assholes and cocks, silently let themselves be steered there. 

They not only had hockers of cum humiliatingly decorating their faces, their chins and cheeks, and all around their mouths were glistening wet form their own saliva after licking in the black boys' asses.

Before they had left the living room fifteen minutes earlier they had just been a couple naked women standing around in handcuffs. Everyone had known what they were there to do, but they had not done it yet.

They now returned to the living room as naked handcuffed pieces-of-ass who had obviously been defiled licking assholes and had been further humiliated with cum decorating their faces.




Interracial Analingus



Roy grabbed Gayle's handcuff chain and bent her forward. He slipped it into the tow-truck hook, and pressed the button on the electrical cord.

At the same time, Ben grabbed Kathy's handcuff chain and bent her forward. He slipped it into one of the other tow-truck hooks, and pressed the button on its electrical cord.

The arms of both naked female whores stretched up behind them. Their heads were forced lower and lower as their arms were stretched upward behind them. In a second their faces were almost touching their cunts and pubic hair, and they were forced to stand on their toes because their arms were stretch up so high behind them.

"Can I lick someone's asshole?" Gayle shouted.

"Can I lick someone's asshole," Kathy shouted.

*********

All the while, in the next room, LeeAnn and Danielle had been having fun with their handcuffed naked white male slut. The black boys and the black girls expected to finish with their handcuffed naked pieces-of-ass at roughly the same time, and they more or less did. But this is what went on in the next room until then.

LeeAnn closed the room door. Tom stood beside LeeAnn and Danielle. 

Danielle stuck a finger under the chain of Tom's handcuffs and teasingly pulled them back. 

"What made you do a filthy disgusting thing like licking assholes in dirty movies, bitch?" LeeAnn asked him with a sneer while she manipulated his sex-organs in her hand.

"Tina wouldn't hire me unless I did it," the naked white man told her in a voice that sounded a little pathetic and phony.

"So you just did it," Danielle giggled. "So everyone who saw those videos could see what a filthy slut you are?"

"Yeah," the naked male slut shrugged as much as he could with Danielle holding his handcuffed hands back by the chain.

LeeAnn grinned at Danielle while fondling the naked white male slut's sex organs. Danielle let go of the chain of the naked male slut's handcuffs, and his hands fell back against his bare ass. 

"You must like that dirty stuff," LeeAnn told the naked asshole-licking male whore as she moved her hand and began feeling around his bare buttocks under his handcuffed hands. She was looking forward to both enjoying the feel of his slick velvety tongue slipping around her asshole and disgracing and defiling him by making him do it.

"Bitch has to like that filthy degrading stuff," Danielle said.

"You like it?" LeeAnn asked the handcuffed naked male piece-of-ass.

"Yeah, I guess," he answered her.

"You guess?" LeeAnn asked the slut skeptically.

"Yeah, well, okay, I do," he said hesitantly.

"I guess that's an admission," Danielle shrugged.

LeeAnn grinned at her handcuffed naked piece-of-ass's admission. "Okay, lie down on the bed, slut, and I'll let you stuff your white face in my black ass and lick my asshole. Now!" she told him.

She wasted no time pulling down her white shorts and flower-patterned panties.

While Danielle assisted, Tom compliantly got on his stomach on the bed. LeeAnn crawled up on it and lowered her bare black ass in front of Tom's face. She had a sizable, well-built, and protruding pair of black buttocks. He looked over their smooth round ebony flesh, admiring their nice shape and scrumptious meatiness. 

He lustfully looked at the divide between her fleshy black buttocks. He eagerly looked between them at her asshole. He looked at the split bulge of her cunt and the wavy ebony fillets of fleshy cunt lips in it. His chin would be pressed into them while his mouth and tongue were pressed onto her asshole.

When was the first time you licked an asshole, slut?" LeeAnn asked.

Lick around my asshole once, and then tell us about it," LeeAnn told him.

So he stuffed his face between her buttocks and licked around her asshole several times. The hard flesh of her black asshole felt familiar. He had licked a lot of assholes.

"Okay, whore, what about this first time you ever licked an asshole?" LeeAnn looked over her shoulder and asked the handcuffed male slut.

Tom had his head raised above her bare black ass to look back at her. But he was doing it with some effort, and LeeAnn knew that eventually he would have to rest his head on her ass. 

"It was a shapely elegant Korean whore," Tom told them. "I was in the Army. I had seen asshole licking in magazine photos and porn videos. 

Tom began to say, "A different Korean whore . . ."

"Wait a minute," LeeAnn interrupted. "Different whore from what?"

The handcuffed male whore gave up on trying to hold his head above LeeAnn's ass and rested it with his right cheek on her bare ass. He could see LeeAnn looking over her shoulder at him and Danielle sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"Different Korean whore from the whore whose asshole I licked," he told the two black college girls.

"What did the whore you licked look like?" Danielle asked.

"Small, thin, Korean. Almost flat-chested. She had her black Korean hair dyed light brown. Said she was twenty-nine. She had licked my asshole the night before. What got me was that she did it for a long time and with a lot of eagerness. And after she had sucked me off, she asked me if she could lick my asshole some more."

"She was a real slut just like you," LeeAnn noted while grinning at the saliva wetness around the filthy white male slut's mouth from just having finished licking her asshole with his face squashed between her black buttocks.

"Yeah, I guess," Tom said with his eyes looking down at the ebony flesh of her left buttock as if remembering it all. "It surprised me. I kind of looked at her grinning while she licked my asshole and stuck her tongue in and out of it for like another several minutes."

"So what does that have to do with a slut like you licking assholes for the first time?" Danielle asked him. 

"Next day I was sitting at that Korean whorehouse bar. This tall shapely elegant Korean comes in. Big fleshy boobs for an Asian woman and showing a lot of cleavage. Long straight black hair. Bright red lipstick, aqua eye shadow, heavy mascara. She's known to be a high-priced whore. She was wearing a sleek tight blue satin split dress that advertised her large attractive ass and shapely legs."

"You like attractive female asses?" LeeAnn asked the male slut. "That why you like to get your face in them?"

"Yeah," he answered with his head resting on her bare ass.

"So anyway, she sat beside me," the handcuffed white male whore continued. "After I bought her a drink, I told her about the other asshole-licking whore. Then I pointed to her sitting at a table across the room."

LeeAnn grinned at Tom's face lying on her bare ass. "Lick my asshole some more, filthy bitch," she told him.

The naked handcuffed white male whore turned his head and slid his face between LeeAnn's black buttocks. The ebony flesh between them was still wet with his cool slippery saliva. He got his mouth and tongue on her asshole and began licking around it.

Danielle reached over, grabbed the chain of his handcuffs, pulled upward on it. This forced the white male slut's arms up and forced his face to squash deep and tight into LeeAnn's bare black ass.

The filthy slut had more trouble breathing and slurped air more obscenely in her ass. His grunting gulps of his own saliva mixed lewdly with his dirty degraded asshole-licking sounds.

With her other hand, Danielle pawed around the male whore's bare ass. Then she slid her hand down around his hairy balls. Tom struggled to breathe, to gulp his saliva, and to lick around and around on LeeAnn's asshole and force his tongue in and out of it. The filthy white male slut made obscene muffled licking, grunting, slurping, gulping sounds in LeeAnn's ass.

"So then what happened?" LeeAnn asked the filthy defiled white male whore who was grunting, gulping, and slurping in order to keep licking her asshole.

"The filthy male slut made an attempt to answer with his face shoved deep between the saliva-wet fleshy mounds of LeeAnn's ass and his mouth pressed tight against her asshole. But it came out sounding a muffled "mmmmphhh!"

So Danielle let go of the handcuff chain. He was then able to turn his saliva-wet asshole-licking face to the side on LeeAnn's ass again. Danielle continued to paw her ebony hand around the white male slut's bare ass.

"Me, and the elegant Korean whore, and the other Korean whore who had licked my asshole were the only ones in the bar," The saliva-faced male whore said. "The bar was empty because US soldiers were on maneuvers. Anyway, the elegant Korean whore reached in her purse and pulled out a couple sets of pictures."

"You mean photographs?" LeeAnn asked the white male slut while looking with a sneering grin at his saliva-wet face resting on her bare black ass.

"Yeah, really good clear color photos. And large, like maybe seven inches by ten inches." 

"Asshole licking?" LeeAnn asked with a dirty smirk at the wet-faced filthy white male slut.

"Yes. All asshole licking. Nothing else. Caught me by surprise. First set -- thirty pictures -- showed the same Korean whore that licked my asshole. She was naked and licking some naked big black guy's asshole -- taken from different distances and angles when they were in different positions."

"Like what different positions?" Danielle asked while she insolently felt around his bare ass and crotch.

"Oh, like she was kneeling behind him," the male whore told the two black college girls. "Then they were both on their hands and knees with her behind him."

"What were they? Close-ups? Long distance shots?" Danielle asked.

"From the side? From underneath?" LeeAnn asked.

"Some close-ups, some from the side, some from underneath, some from above," the male whore answered. "Some real close-up. Showed only her mouth and his asshole and her tongue going around it. But mostly they showed her whole face. I guess that they had her look at the camera while she licked, because you could always see her face and knew who she was."

"That was so people could see the identity of the filthy humiliated slut while she licked someone's dirty asshole," LeeAnn said with a sneer while she looked over her shoulder at the male slut. "Like you in your porn videos."

"So what other positions did they photograph the dirty little Korean whore?" Danielle asked Tom while she felt around his bare ass. 

"Well, he was lying on his back and she was lying on her stomach with her face under his balls," he answered. "Then he was lying on his stomach and she was lying on her stomach with her face in his black ass."

"Like you now," LeeAnn observed. "That turns me on. Lick my asshole, bitch."

In order to make it more difficult for the asshole-licking white male whore to breathe, LeeAnn pressed her ebony legs against each side of the handcuffed white male whore's bare body as he turned his head to force it down between her buttocks. She raised her lower legs over his bare white body and crossed them at the ankles.

Tom pushed his face between LeeAnn's buttocks. Danielle again pulled up on his handcuff chain to squash his face tighter and deeper into her friend's ample young ebony ass.

But because the black college girl's legs were now closer together, more ass flesh closed-in around the asshole-licking white male whore's face. 

As before, the filthy male slut struggled to slurpingly breathe and gruntingly gulp his saliva while he licked the black college girl's asshole and stuck his tongue in and out of it. His eyelids were squashed against the flesh of LeeAnn's ass and closed. So all he knew was the feel of the soft smooth flesh her ass around his face and the texture of the harder flesh of her asshole against his mouth and tongue.

The white male whore could not see LeeAnn turn with a sneering grin to Danielle as he licked deep in her black ass.

LeeAnn noted Danielle holding the handcuff chain in her fist and holding Tom's Arms up in order to force his face more tightly into her ass. And she could feel the increased pressure of the degraded naked white slut's face forced down between her buttocks and his mouth and tongue more firmly on her asshole.

He was snorting and slurping to breathe in her ass and grunting while he gulped some of his saliva. His active oral labor on her asshole, his asshole-licking disgrace and defilement, and his discernible discomfort sexually excited her. She sneered at his face in shamefully squashed into her ass and wanted to make the filthy asshole-licking male whore even a little more miserable.

She shot Danielle a wink and a sneer. "Push the filthy slut's head deeper into my ass," she told her girlfriend.

Danielle returned a grinning sneer. She reached over with the hand that had been feeling Tom's ass and put her palm on the back of his head and pushed his face deeper into LeeAnn's ass.

Tom felt his nose press deep into LeeAnn's ass flesh. He couldn't breathe through it anymore. He had to suck in air and exhale it with his mouth past her ass flesh with slurpy hisses.

It did not interfere with the filthy degrading work of his tongue on her asshole, but it did make licking her anal flesh and forcing his tongue in and out of her asshole more strenuous.

"How's that?" Danielle asked her LeeAnn.

"Neat," LeeAnn answered with a grinning sneer. She liked the additional degradation it inflicted on the male whore. She was getting a kick out of the more obscene hissing, grunting, and gulping noises he was now making in her ass.

Danielle not only held the slut's head firmly in LeeAnn's ass for about a minute, she used her weight and control of it to nastily squish it around in the saliva that had was coating the insides of LeeAnn's black buttocks. 

"Do you want to hear more of the filthy bitch's story?" Danielle asked LeeAnn.

"Yeah, it's cute," LeeAnn told her friend.

"How about if he licks my asshole for a while?" Danielle asked.

"Yeah, okay," LeeAnn said.

Even before Danielle let go of Tom's handcuff chain, LeeAnn scooted her ass out of his face. With the pressure of Danielle pulling up on his arms, the male whore's face flattened against the sheet.

He was out of breath from slurping in not quite enough air to breathe while his face was tightly squashed into LeeAnn's ass. And his tongue was a little tired from licking her anal flesh. His face lay on the bed, and he was panting.

As Danielle let go, LeeAnn scooted off of the bed, grabbed a nearby towel, and dried the saliva-wetness in between her buttocks. 

As LeeAnn pulled on her panties and short white shorts, Danielle reached down and pulled off her white shorts and underpants.

Without saying anything, but sneering dirtily at the filthy naked asshole-licking white male slut, Danielle crawled up onto the bed. She positioned her black ass in front of the filthy white male whore's face and backed her bare black buttocks into it.

Tom began licking around her asshole. LeeAnn sat on the edge of the bed, reached over and pulled up on Tom's handcuff chain, and forced his face deeper and tighter into Danielle's black ass.

Her bare ass was somewhat smaller, and her smooth fleshy black buttocks did not completely bury the white male whore's face.

Nevertheless, his face was squashed tight and hard into her ass, and his mouth was pressed hard against her asshole and his and nose was squashed against her soft ass flesh.

As with LeeAnn, Tom slurped in breaths and grunted gulps of his saliva while he licked around her asshole and forced his tongue in and out of it.

The black high school girls just let their filthy white whore degradingly lick asshole flesh for about a minute.

"So what did the Korean whore's asshole-licking pictures have to do with you, Tom?" Danielle asked while the male whore licked around her asshole.

LeeAnn let go of his handcuff chain and he turned his saliva-wet face to the side and rested his right cheek on Danielle's bare black ass.

"I was coming to that," the defiled naked asshole-licking piece-of-ass answered as if it were just a normal conversation. "There was another set of pictures, too.

"And what did they show, bitch?" LeeAnn wanted to know.

"Showed the elegant Korean naked with a naked older white guy. The guy was licking her asshole in each one."

"In what positions?" Danielle asked.

"Sometimes he was kneeling behind her while she was standing. Sometimes both of them were lying on their stomachs on a bed. Sometimes she was on her on her hands and knees and he was on his hands and knees behind her. Sometimes she was on her on her back with her legs spread wide apart and he was on his stomach with his face under her twat and licking her asshole."

"How many photos?" LeeAnn asked the naked male slut while she toyed with the chain of his handcuffs.

"Twenty four," he told her.

"So about six in each asshole-licking position?" Danielle asked. "From different distances and angles and so on."

"Yeah, exactly," the naked asshole-licking male slut told them.

"Lick my asshole some more, bitch," Danielle told her male slut.

He turned his head and slid his face between her black buttocks. LeeAnn again lifted the handcuff chain and forced the white male whore's face deeper and more snugly into Danielle's black ass.

The two college girls exchanged dirty grins while the degraded white male slut struggled to breathe slurps of air in Danielle's ass while grunting to gulp his saliva and lick her asshole and stick his tongue in and out of it.

LeeAnn used her free hand to insolently feel the humiliated white male whore's bare ass and his crotch and balls.

He kept his mouth and tongue on the hard flesh of Danielle's asshole and labored at licking and sticking his tongue into it while slurping breaths of air and gulping his saliva. The two girls snickered at his degradation and the dirty obscene sounds of his asshole-licking labors.

His eyes were closed. The only thing that he could do was lick anal flesh and think about what to tell the two college girls next.

"So, then after she showed you her dirty pictures what happened?" Danielle asked the male whore who was licking her asshole.

LeeAnn let go of the handcuff chain but continued to feel his bare ass. The white male whore turned his saliva-wet face to the side on Danielle's bare black ass.

"The Korean whore told me that she liked guys to lick her asshole. She asked me if I would do it. She would give me her famous fifty-dollar classy blowjob for free if I would lick hers on-camera while the whore who had licked my asshole took photos of me doing it."

"In all of those positions?" LeeAnn asked while pawing his bare ass.

"And also sitting on my face," The male whore answered.

"And I suppose she would only show the pictures to selected upper-class Korean gentlemen," Danielle noted cynically.

"Yeah, that's what she told me," the naked male slut said.

"So you went over to her place?" LeeAnn asked.

"Went upstairs to the other whore's place," the male slut corrected.

"Where the thin Korean slut had licked your asshole the night before?" Danielle asked. 

"Yeah, same room," Tom told the two black college girls. "But not right away. The two Koreans talked in Korean a couple minutes. The elegant whore said she had to get her good camera and film."

"You want the filthy bitch to lick your asshole some more," LeeAnn asked Danielle.

"No, let's hear this," Danielle answered her.

The debased naked asshole-licking male whore looked at each of the black girls and saw that they wanted to hear more.

"And after we were in," he continued, "she asked me if she could lick my asshole again. I had to get naked for the photographs anyway, so I told her yes. After I had stripped, I got on my stomach on the bed. She stripped naked, too, and then crawled up between my legs, pressed her face into my bare ass, and licked around my asshole."

"Feel good?" Danielle asked her naked male asshole-licking whore. 




Interracial Anilingus Ch. 2



Chapter 2: Party Continues

Motown music continued to play softly in a living room in the mostly black Cleveland suburb. The exclusive little midsummer party had been going on for about a half-hour and was getting more relaxed and boisterous.

It was a hot, sweaty, muggy August day. Partygoers came and went. They were still mostly the half-dozen black men and women who owned a production company that solely made interracial porn and a dozen black college men and women who had been apprentices or guests during one or more of their interracial porn productions. 

Casually attired in summer clothes, only two of the now twenty-six partygoers were not black. The exceptions were young two white women who had accompanied black men as guest observers to the porn videotapings. One had come to the sex-party with her black boyfriend, but the other had come alone. The party guests continued to chat and joke in small groups. The beer keg on the conference table was half empty, and so were several wine bottles. The hors d'oeuvres were half gone.

It continued to appear like a party of informally attired black business people and artists. But none of the black people in the room were unaware of two naked white women and a naked white man in the room. And they knew that all three naked whites had been put to use as asshole-licking whores several times. From time to time their conversations would mention it with dirty snickers and contemptuous sneers.

All three naked whites had been porno models. They had been on-camera engaging in interracial sex-acts for the black porn producers and had been procured as party whores. For added party fun, all three naked white whores had their hands handcuffed behind them.

Gayle, the blond, blue-eyed, thirty-five-year old female, had made six porn videos with six different black males. She stood there sweating, slightly unkempt, and wet all around her mouth area from licking in black male asses. She had arrived at the party with light blue eye shadow and thick mascara. Her pony-tailed blond hair had been held with a blue hairclip, but had gotten mussed. Blond pubic hair above and around the split bulge of her twat proved she was a natural blond. Her bright red lipstick matched the nail polish on the fingers and toes. She was a part-time nude dancer.

Kathy, a thirty-seven-year-old blue-eyed and brown-haired female, had made four porn videos with five different black males. She, too, was sweating, unkempt, and wet all around her mouth area from licking in black male asses. She had arrived at the party with her brown hair clipped into a bun on top of her head with a brown hairclip. Her pubic hair was a rich brown over and around the split bulge of her twat. She had on aqua eye shadow and thick mascara. Her red lipstick did not match the aqua nail polish on her fingers and toes. She was also a stripper.

Tom was a brown-eyed graying fifty-something male. He had made five porn videos with five different black females. He was sweating, looking used, and wet all around his mouth area from licking in black female asses. His graying brown hair was long, but not too. His pubic hair was still a rich brown all around his penis and balls. He worked as a nude art model at Cleveland-area colleges.

At the beginning of the sex-party when the single-chain stainless-steel handcuffs were showed to the three naked white whores, Gayle had compliantly put her hands behind her back. One of the black college boys handcuffed her. She had felt the metal of one of the handcuffs slide against her wrist. She had felt and heard it click closed. Then she had felt the metal of the other one on her wrist. She felt and heard it click closed.

Kathy had felt the same, and then had felt the college boy's hand feel around her bare ass several times.

Tom had obligingly put his hands behind his back. He had felt LeeAnn grab one of his arms and felt the metal of one of the cuffs slide on his wrist. He had felt and heard the click of it closing on his wrist. Then he had felt the metal of the other cuff as LeeAnn hooked in on his wrist. He had felt the pressure of her closing the cuff and had felt and heard the metallic snap as it closed around his wrist.

The naked male whore had stretched the handcuff chain and found it did not allow his hands to move even as far as the sides of his bare buttocks. LeeAnn had pinched his bare ass, and he had automatically reacted in trying to jerk his arms. The hard steel handcuffs and their chain had held his arms in place against his bare ass. 

The two naked white women had similar experiences. It brought the message home to all three naked white sluts that they had been had. They would be the partygoers' servile naked asshole-licking slaves all afternoon.

Now, a half-hour later, the naked white whores had grown slightly used to the hard steel handcuffs restraining their arms behind them. After being used as whores to lick black assholes, all three accepted their degradation as naked party sex-slaves.

Two black college boys had just finished using Gayle and Kathy as cocksucking and asshole-licking whores. They had sauntered away and were now chatting with a group at the other side of the room.

Two black college girls, Danielle and LeeAnn, had just finished using Tom as their asshole-licking whore. They were having fun standing around with the handcuffed naked white male piece-of-ass whom they had humiliated and debauched. They majored in film and photography and had secretly been porn-making apprentices.

Both young women had on white college sweatshirts with the names of their colleges bulging with pairs of young breasts. Both also wore plain tight white shorts and white sneakers with white cotton socks. 

A young black woman accompanied by one of the party's two young white women sauntered slyly over. And then a couple more black college boys ambled over and joined them.

The two new females had rather obviously ambled over to use Tom to lick their assholes. But until they actually used the slut, they intended to just stand around and taunt and tease the naked whores. Both looked with amusement at the wet-around-the-mouth faces of the two naked women and at his wet-around-the-mouth face.

Actually LeeAnn and Danielle had washed all three of the handcuffed sluts' faces with warm soapy washcloths. Gayle's and Kathy's had been hockered with cum after the black boys had ejaculated onto their faces, and they had decided to have Tom's clean for the next whore-user. 

The two new young women were a little older than LeeAnn and Danielle. The young black woman, who was wearing a red suit and white blouse, had the same straightened black college-girl hairstyle as did Danielle and LeeAnn.

The young white woman had, six months earlier, been the sexy blond blue-eyed girlfriend of a black male spectator. They had broken up, and he was not there. But since she had been a spectator to a porn videotaping, she had been invited. She had her blond hair pony-tailed and was wearing a tight-fitting white shorts with a yellow blouse.

The college boys both had short haircuts and had on mundane khaki slacks and name-brand sneakers. The taller one wore a Camel cigarette logo tee shirt. The other had on a plain white one.

The two young women strolled up to LeeAnn, Danielle, Gayle, Kathy, and Tom like they might have to any other group at the party. But they also made points of conspicuously looking over naked Gayle's, Kathy's and Tom's flesh, sex-organs, and handcuffed wrists.

Everyone in the room was hot and sweating, but their clothes absorbed a lot of it. It was different with the three naked party whores. Everyone could see beads of sweat sometimes become drops that ran down the naked white flesh.

"Hi, I'm Janis," the young blue-eyed blond woman said to all.

"And I'm Sonya," the young black woman said to them.

The black college boys looked over the bare bodies of the two white women.

"I'm Alex," the taller one in the Camel shirt said.

"I'm John," the other said.

"Hi, I'm LeeAnn," the black girl introduced herself.

"And I'm Danielle," her friend said. She snickered contemptuously. "And you know the three naked bitches, Gayle, Kathy, and Tom."

"Yeah, we know the pieces-of-ass," Janis said. She grinned at the naked handcuffed party prostitutes. "Hi, whores," she greeted.

"Handcuffs bothering you any?" Sonya asked them.

"Little hard on my wrists. Thing I notice is my hands constantly against my bare ass," Gayle told her.

"Same here," Tom said. He could feel the metal on his wrists and its chain and his hands brushing against his bare buttocks.

"Since no one's going to take them off until the party's over, we'll live with them," Kathy added.

"They make you sluts look like defiled and sexually usable slaves," Janis grinned. 

Hanging on a twined leather necklace around Janis's neck was a large black iron ankh symbol. Tom tried to change the subject.

"That's a neat Buddhist ankh," he told her. 

She grinned at his ignorance." Ankh is an Egyptian symbol of life, party whore."

"Well, anyway, it looks nice on you," he complimented to cover his ignorance.

She looked over his sweating handcuffed naked body and especially his dangling penis with a self-important grin. "Everything you have on looks nice, too, naked slave-bitch," she teased.

"He just licked our assholes," LeeAnn told her.

"That's what he's here for," Alex told her while grinning at him. He turned to Gayle and Kathy and said, "That's what they're here for, too."

John looked over Gayle's bare body like he was inspecting meat. It was clear to Gayle that he would be the next one to use her as a whore. 

John turned and sneered at Tom, then nodded to Gayle. "I want to fuck Gayle in the ass, Tom. So lick her asshole. Lubricate it. Now. Right here," he said loudly so more in the room might hear. Some in the room turned to watch.

Danielle, LeeAnn, Janis, Sonya, and Alex sneered approvingly. LeeAnn and Sonya went, "Ooooo."

Janis shot naked Tom and Gayle a contemptuous sneer and a couple dirty winks.

Naked Gayle shrugged. She turned around so her bare ass faced Tom. 

LeeAnn and Danielle exchanged grins. Sonya and Janis exchanged smirks. John and Alex grinned dirtily. 

Janis helped the handcuffed naked white man kneel behind the handcuffed naked white woman. Gayle bent forward to accommodate Tom's face in her ass. She knew the others wanted to see the male bitch's tongue going around her asshole.

LeeAnn, Danielle, Janis, Sonya, Alex, and John watched with sneers and naked Kathy looked on blandly while Tom glanced at her handcuffed hands and large fleshy bare ass.

Her sweating buttocks were a little flabby, but large and shapely nice ass. She had a large beige asshole. The ridges of it stood out in contrast with the smooth white flesh of her ass all around it. In front of her asshole, she had a large juicy cunt. The fleshy fillets of her cunt lips were way larger than Danielle's and LeeAnn's had been.

He pressed his face between her buttocks, and to deliberately get her asshole lubricated, sloberingly licked a lot of wet saliva around and into it.

"I wish I could watch you fuck the white slut in the ass," LeeAnn told John while the white man's tongue was lubricating the white woman's asshole. 

"Sure, watch," John told all of them. He pointed to the asshole-licking white man. "Him, too. Might need his dirty asshole-licking mouth again." 

Gayle stepped her ass out of Tom's face. He saw some of the other guests were laughing. Wet with saliva around his mouth, Tom shot them sheepish smiles. Janis helped him up.

John guided handcuffed Gayle toward a bedroom with his hand on her ass. Janis, Sonya, LeeAnn, Danielle and Alex followed them. Janis and Sonya each put a hand on Tom's bare ass pressed him forward and followed them into the bedroom. 

A black businessman in a business suit was leading handcuffed naked Kathy to another bedroom with his hand feeling her bare ass.

John, Gayle, LeeAnn, Danielle, Alex, Sonya, Janis, and Tom went in. Alex partly closed the bedroom door, but left it slightly ajar. No one saw fit to close it.

There was a strap-on ivory-white plastic dildo on a stand beside the bed. Janis picked it up and waved it cutely to the others. "Place is completely equipped," she quipped. She studied it as if creatively thinking up a use. 

Gayle was a whore. She had been fucked in the ass a lot of times. She was handcuffed, but she knew what worked and what didn't. She immediately crawled up on the bed on her knees. She dropped her chest and head to the bed, positioned her bare ass out over the end of it, and splayed her thighs widely. Everyone could see the glistening saliva wetness around her asshole from Tom's licking it.

John dropped his pants and underpants to the floor and stepped out of them.

His young black cock was almost completely hard, apparently from just the thought of fucking the white slut. He shoved his stiff black penis into Gayle's cunt. She let out a faint gasp.

He fucked her for some seconds. Then his cock was a hard stiff rod.

In a second he backed it out of her cunt and pressed it into her asshole just below her handcuffed wrists. Gayle groaned slightly. 

The large fat black cock spread her asshole into a larger hole. The black college boy began, slowly at first, fucking her in the ass. Gayle's head was turned sideways on the bed. She just looked straight ahead across the sheet as if waiting for it to be over.

When John's long thick hard black cock rammed into her asshole, the force of it moved her bare body forward. When he backed it out for another plunge, her bare ass went back to where it had been.

She had a stupid expression. From time to time she winced. But she had been fucked in the ass hundreds of times, and there was no terror in the pain. It just sharply hurt a little as the large fat cock rubbed against her widely stretched anal walls and shoved deep against the walls of her rectum.

Alex, Sonya, LeeAnn, and Danielle exchanged grins. Janis nodded at the naked white bitch getting publicly fucked in the ass and shot them a sneer about it.

They all watched Gayle's fleshy white ass while John's large black cock went deep into her asshole, slipped back almost out, and went deep into her asshole again. He made crude animal grunts while he fucked the naked white woman in her ass. Gayle made a grunt every time the college boy's long fat stiff cock plunged deep into her rectum.

The college boy's ass-muscles squeezed and he thrust his cock hard and deep into Gayle's rectum. She winced and yelped slightly.

His stiff black meat plunged in and back out again. It rubbed stimulatingly on the walls of her rectum about fifty times. Each time it went in, the flesh of Gayle's anal orifice bent inward with the thrust of Roy's black penis. Each time it came out, the flesh of her anal orifice bent back to follow his long thick black cock.

The sexual exertion caused drops of sweat to run down the flesh of both the ass-fucking black man and the ass-fucked white whore.

With each thrust into her rectum, Gayle let out a half yelp, half pleasure groan. She liked getting fucked in the ass.

LeeAnn, Danielle, Janis, and Sonya exchanged smirks and sneers at the older white woman getting fucked in the ass in front of them.

"Suck my cock, bitch," Roy told Gayle as he slowly drew back his hard rod of black male meat. 

He slipped his cock out of her asshole. The orifice of her asshole remained open. The moist vitreous pinkish-red tissue inside it could be seen.

All eyes were on sweating Gayle. For half of a second everyone wondered whether she would disgracefully defile herself in front of them by sucking John's stiff black cock that had just come out of her asshole. 

John waited with a dirty sneer. He knew she would. 

Gayle remained on the bed with her ass high in the air. She had felt the stiff cock slide back out of her asshole. But his stiff male meat had done that several times already, then plunged back deep into her rectum again.

So with a stupid look on her face appropriate to just having been fucked in the ass in front of a small audience, she looked back past her handcuffed hands to see if Roy was through fucking her in the ass. 

She glanced at his stiff cock, then looked up at his grinning face. It was clear that he was through, and now he was waiting for her to orally insert the stiff cock that had just come out of her asshole.

Everyone else was also waiting to watch the sweating white bitch defile herself doing the dirty deed.

She avoided all their eyes rolled over on her back on the edge of the bed with her mouth invitingly open and waiting for the black cock that had just come out of her asshole. He strode up to her waiting open mouth. She looked at his stiff black phallus.

Showing not even a faint sign of disgust at sucking a cock that had just come out of her asshole, the dirty degraded slut held her mouth invitingly wide open to receive it. Everyone could see her teeth, moist throat, and waiting moist pink tongue extending out solicitously over her lower lip. The black male acted speedily to get the asshole-fucking cock into her mouth.

All watched while he stuck the big stiff black cock into her mouth. With her mouth full of a large fat asshole-fucking black cock, Gayle closed her eyes and wrapped her lips around it.

LeeAnn, Sonya, Janis, Danielle, and Alex whooped up laughs. They giggled dirtily, sneered contemptuously, and snickered insolently at the white female party whore who not only just got publicly fucked in the ass, but now sucked the dick that had come out of her asshole. 

"Filthy slut," LeeAnn smirked.

In another second Gayle was vigorously cocksucking the stiff black penis. Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that John was actively fucking Gayle in the mouth.

Quickly after that, John ejaculated down Gayle's throat. 

She gaggled as gobs of sperm and semen struck her larynx. The white bitch rolled her bare handcuffed body half off the bed. She coughed five or six hacking coughs while getting her feet on the floor. She bent over and hacked several more coughs, then cleared her throat and swallowed John's cum.

Then she straightened up, scowled, and looked away at the wall. The black students who had been audience to her degradation applauded and sneered at her public humiliation and disgrace.

Naked Gayle cleared her throat again. She turned and shot the group a sulking look. She gulped, took a deep breath, and let it out. Then the naked female party whore looked back at the small grinning and sneering audience who had witnessed her humiliation. She shot an insincere thin smile at them.

She had been fucked in the ass and then sucked the ass-fucking cock in a porn video. She had been fucked in the ass and had sucked the dick that had come out of her asshole when she had whored. So it was hardly a unique experience.

But she did feel a touch of being disgraced and humiliated after having done it in front of everyone. It was partly in reaction to being sneered contemptuously at while she stood naked in front of them.

Janis, in the meantime, had retrieved a strap-on dildo that the theater owners had conveniently placed on a dresser top. The small six-inch ivory-white plastic dildo had chrome-studded black leather straps attached to it.

While the college boy was fucking Gayle in the ass, Janis had strapped it on over her tight white shorts. While naked and disgraced Gayle was sucking the black boy's cock after it had come out of her asshole, Sonya had knowingly helped Janis tightened the dildo straps.

It looked out-of-place on her shapely body and in her white shorts. The imitation male sex-organ contrasted with her shapely and sexy female figure, but the white plastic of it seemed a somehow appropriate extension of her sexual desires. 




Interracial Anilingus Ch. 2



Danielle shot a knowing glance at Janis with the dildo strapped tightly on.

"Fits nice," Janis grinned.

"Want to go out in the living room and talk?" LeeAnn asked everyone cutely with a smirk at disgraced naked Gayle.

"Yeah. And talk to he party sluts some more," John agreed.

So the black college boys placed their ebony hands on Gayle's bare white buttocks and felt around them as they pressed against her ass to guide the naked older white women out into the living room. 

Janis, dildo strapped on tightly, placed her hand on Tom's bare buttocks and felt around them as she guided him a few steps behind. Tom had an inkling of what Janis was going to do. He decided to be a good party whore and resigned himself to it.

Naked Gayle and Tom and decently dressed Janis, Sonya, Danielle, LeeAnn, Alex, and John sauntered through the chattering and murmuring crowd of decently dressed black people. Some of the people who had been outside the door glanced at the strapped-on dildo that Janis was wearing. But it was a sex-party, and that was what might go on. So no one paid much real attention. 

While the two black boys were feeling the white woman's bare ass, and with dildo-wearing Janis feeling the white man's ass, they made their way to the center of the living room, found some space. Sonya, Danielle, LeeAnn, Janis, John, and Alex got themselves beers. Standing in the center of the living room, they began sipping it.

"So, you enjoy getting fucked in the ass at our party?" Sonya cattily asked Gayle.

"Try it sometime," the naked older white woman shot back.

The others snickered. They sipped more beer.

"You going to fuck the bitch in the ass?" LeeAnn asked Janis with a glance at the strapped-on dildo then at Tom.

"Yeah. Soon as I finish my beer," Janis told her.

"Here? In the middle of the party?" Danielle grinned.

"Yeah," Janis winked. She patted Tom on his bare white ass.

The naked male party whore glanced at the dildo, but said nothing. The others shared dirty snickers and grins.

"Shouldn't we wait until James is finished using Kathy?" Sonya asked.

"Yeah, if he doesn't use the bitch too long," Janis shrugged.

Just then the door to the other room opened. The middle-age black man came out after experiencing Kathy's tongue on his asshole. After that he had used her mouth as a sex organ. A few steps behind him, the naked white woman came out, wet with saliva around her mouth, clearly from licking between his buttocks.

"You waiting to fuck Kathy in the ass?" LeeAnn asked Alex.

"No, I'll fuck Gayle in the ass. I'll just do it more privately," he told the others. LeeAnn shrugged.

Gayle turned sarcastically to Janis. "But you're going to fuck Tom in the ass right here?"

"Unless you want me to fuck you in the ass, Gayle," Janis responded to her. The others snickered.

"My asshole is sore, and I have to save it for Alex," Gayle told her. "Maybe you could do Kathy?"

Janis shook her head and sneered as she pinched one of Tom's bare buttocks. "No, I want to humiliate this male bitch. Okay, Tom?"

"Bitch has to. Okay, or not. Party rules," LeeAnn said.

"Okay," the young white woman sneered contemptuously at the naked older white man as she insolently shove her hand between his bare buttocks. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass now, bitch. Get on your knees in front of the sofa."

Two black women were sitting on the tan Italian leather sofa. They scooted both ways to make room for the male whore between them.

The two black college boys and Sonya, Danielle, and LeeAnn cackled, smirked, and snickered contempt and dirtiness. While they were snickering and looking sneers at the naked white male whore, naked Kathy joined the group and stood watching.

Degraded Tom had already been used as a whore to lick assholes. But that had not been in the center of the room. He looked stupefied at Janis for a second. She glared at him that she was serious.

He broke eye contact with her and avoided everyone else's eyes with a glance at the blue shag rug in front of the sofa. Then while the others snickered. While several in other groups turned to look, Sonya and Janis helped the naked white male piece-of-ass got down on his knees the shag rug in front of the sofa. Sonya pushed his back and forced his bare chest down onto the tan Italian leather.

Janis and everyone else looked at the male whore's handcuffed hands, bare ass, asshole, and balls and cock dangling under it. His prostituted bare white male ass was available and waiting for Janis to fuck him in his asshole with her strap-on white ivory-colored plastic dildo.

Janis looked at his ass and asshole with her lips curled up into a jeering sneer. The black partygoers began to gather around the sofa to scrutinize the amusing spectacle of degradation they knew was coming.

Janis turned to naked Kathy. "Suck it to lubricate it, bitch," she told the naked older white woman.

Handcuffed naked Kathy sat on the edge of the couch, bent over, inserted the dildo into her mouth, and sucked it with a flow of saliva. Janis, strap-on dildo protruding in front of her hips, stood straight and grinned down at the slut. The party whore sucked the strap-on dildo several times.

"Now lick Tom's asshole." Janis told Kathy.

There were several contemptuous snickers and giggles as handcuffed Kathy stepped over to the sofa and sat on the edge of it. She leaned over and licked slobberingly around his asshole while several in the room snickered and giggled. She backed her mouth off of his asshole and stood up while avoiding everyone's eyes.

Janis sneered and stepped behind the naked male piece-of-ass and knelt in back of his bare buttocks. The naked white male slut looked sideways out of the corner of his eye back at her. She tauntingly looked over his bare sweating flesh and his ass and asshole for a second. Then she pressed the tip of her dildo against his asshole. The defiled male slut reacted with a slight twitch.

Others in the room cackled, laughed, snickered, and sneered. 

Janis grinned at them, then looked at LeeAnn, Danielle, Sonya, and the two black college boys. She even glanced contemptuously at the two older naked white women.

Then she shoved the dildo into Tom's asshole. He grunted.

She began fucking him in the ass with it while the others, including Gayle and Kathy, snickered and smirked. He obviously did not like being fucked in the ass with a dildo, especially not in public. His jaw was clamped shut while he put up with it. Each time the dildo rammed into his rectum the male slut groaned and yelped faintly. 

It was a spectacle of degradation. The crowd sneered, snickered, giggled, and guffawed. There was this jubilantly grinning young white woman dressed in shorts and a blouse fucking a handcuffed older naked white man in the ass with a dildo in front of them.

Each time she plunged the dildo into his asshole the crowd drowned out his faint groan with a boisterous guttural "ooof" to keep up with the rhythm of his getting fucked in the ass. "Ooof, ooof, ooof," they chanted.

The two black women sitting on either side of his bare white body pulled up on the chain of his handcuffs. It pressed his chest and face into the soft tan leather sofa. With his head turned to the side, he gazed at one of their light-blue jeans-shorts and some dark ebony flesh of her leg while getting fucked in the ass. After several benign rams of the dildo into his rectum, he began to feel a slight sharp pain as it shoved through his asshole.

After exactly thirty-seven fucks in the male slut's asshole and accompanying "ooof" grunts by the crowd, the sneering young woman slipped the dildo out of his anal orifice.

"Suck it, bitch," she told the naked man.

The crowd shrieked, cackled. They had sensed that this was coming. The whole room laughed contemptuously at the idea of the grinning young woman requiring the older naked man to suck the dildo that had just come out of his asshole.

As Gayle had done, he avoided looking at anyone as he straightened up. He scooted around and sat on the edge of the sofa he faced the young white woman's white shorts and strapped-on dildo. Even as he was scooting into a sitting position, he opened his mouth.

So the dirty naked male bitch sat in front of Janis with his mouth held invitingly open for the dildo that had just come out of his asshole. Everyone could see his teeth, throat, and waiting moist pink tongue eagerly extended out over his lower lip. Janis turned to everyone and shot them a knowing grin. Then she assertively shoved her hips forward and humiliating slipped the asshole-fucking dildo into the male whore's waiting open mouth.

The humiliated bitch closed his eyes and wrapped his lips around it. The gathered party crowd shrieked horselaughs and sneered contempt and mock condemnation. He ignored them and sucked it a half-dozen times. 

That was all Janis needed to humiliate the naked white male slut. She grinned down at him and then stepped back.

"Filthy slut, isn't he," she giggled as she began unstrapping the dildo. She looked at LeeAnn, Sonya, Danielle, and the two college boys.

She stepped to the bedroom door and tossed the dildo onto the bed.

Sonya helped Tom to stand up. And she grinned dirtily at him as he stood totally humiliated. "Like that stuff, bitch?" she asked the naked male piece-of-ass.

He didn't answer. He was embarrassed. Everyone was grinning and snickering at him after getting fucked in the ass with a dildo in front of them and then sucking the dildo after it came out of his asshole.

He was for a split instant ashamed of his nakedness in front of them. 

But even while he was feeling intensely ashamed and regretful, it all dissipated. He was, after all, a naked party piece-of-ass. The partygoers had enjoyed his public defilement by the young white woman. But that was what he was there for. And in a minute or two, they returned to talking and joking, some of it, naturally, about what they had just seen. 

"You enjoy getting fucked in the ass in front of everyone?" Danielle asked the naked male whore as she placed her hand on his bare ass.

"It was okay," he shrugged stupidly. He felt like a naked slut. But then he told himself that it was okay because he was, after all, a naked slut.

Janis came back and joined Danielle, LeeAnn, Sonya, Alex, John, and naked Gayle and Kathy. 

Janis sneered at Tom. "God, you're a filthy piece-of-ass."

That show was over. The group broke up.

One of the few black couples who would use him and one of the naked white women in a foursome as their asshole-licking whores stepped up to them.

The black woman, Althea, was in her mid-thirties. She was a shapely and attractive five-feet-ten hundred-forty-five pounds and had a dyed-blond Jamaican-style braids hairstyle. She wore a stylish red suit. The man, named Maurice, well built in his forties with a short haircut and slightly taller than Althea, had on a blue suit, white shirt, and red patterned tie. 

Whether they were actually married, no one could tell. But they had come to the party as a couple, and they were both successful lawyers.

The black man placed his hand on Kathy's bare ass and felt around it. The black woman then placed her hand on Tom's bare ass and felt around it.

"Let's go into the bedroom and talk for a few minutes, whores," Maurice told the two naked pieces-of-ass.

And the two bare white party whores were guided to the bedroom while the black couple felt their buttocks.

After snapping the bedroom door lock, the black couple slipped out of their suit coats and placed them neatly over a chair. Then they took off their lower clothes and underclothes and placed them neatly on the chair. 

Then they stretched out on the bed side-by-side on their stomachs, splayed their legs apart invitingly, and with beckoning nods at their bare black asses, glanced back at the two white whores.

Without having to be told, Kathy knelt on the floor between Maurice's legs and Tom knelt on the floor between Althea's legs. They noted that both of the partygoers had big sweaty black asses with black assholes in deep fleshy valleys between large meaty round ebony buttocks.

Kathy noted that around Maurice's asshole was black anal hair and below that were his hairy black balls and surrounding black kinky pubic hair. Her chin would be rubbing against them while she licked his asshole.

Tom noted that below Althea's black asshole was the split fleshy bulge of the cunt, and surrounding it was kinky black pubic hair. His chin would be rubbing against them while he licked around her asshole.

Both of the handcuffed naked white sluts bent forward. Neither of them hesitated in squashing their faces between sweaty black buttocks. They both noted the slight odor of sweaty ass flesh. But they wasted no time in getting their mouths in contact with anal flesh, slipping out their tongues, and licking assholes.

When dirty degraded Kathy and Tom started licking their assholes, Maurice and Althea looked back over their shoulders at their white whores with contemptuous sneers and exchanged leering grins. But right away after that they began discussing legal problems of some of their clients. While Kathy and Tom grunted and licked anal flesh with their faces pressed between black buttocks, the two lawyers discussed cases.

"You know the Tower City case is going nowhere," Althea said while Tom grunted and licked with his face between her buttocks. Both white pieces-of-ass involuntary gulped their own saliva as their tongues slid around black asshole flesh. With their faces pressed between large fleshy black buttocks, the debauched white sluts hissed to slurp in and exhale breaths.

"It's not so much that it's going nowhere, it's that it should never have been filed in the first place," Maurice told Althea in a businesslike tone while Kathy grunted and licked with her face between his buttocks.

Tom slid his saliva-wet face sideways and looked over a couple tomes to watch Kathy orally satisfy Maurice's asshole, Kathy slid her saliva-wet face sideways and looked over a couple times to watch Tom orally satisfy Althea's asshole.

"Well, there's a tort there," Althea told Maurice. With soft sweaty black ass-flesh pressing against Tom's closed eyelids, he could only hear the black woman whose asshole he was licking and sticking his tongue into. And then white male whore gulped some of his saliva with a guttural grunt. And then he had to slurp in a needed breath by her saliva-wet and sweaty ass-flesh and snort it out with a hissing sound. He absolutely did not care that he missed part of what she added.

"Liability is questionable," Maurice told Althea. Tom thought Kathy looked like a degraded dirty slut while licking the guy's asshole right next to him. He could see the muscles in her neck working to keep her tongue moving on his anal flesh. He could see them even more when she was forcing her tongue into the black man's asshole.

"Well, that's the work we have cut out for us," the black female lawyer told Maurice while the white male whore licked her asshole. Tom slid his face sideways in the black lady's saliva-wet ass. He could see the pores of the black flesh of her buttocks and some tiny faint hairs amid beads of sweat.

He glanced at Kathy. She sounded as dirty and degraded as she looked. She gulped her saliva. She grunted to keep her pale white face in his dark ebony ass and her tongue on his asshole. She slurped air to breathe in and out past his ass-flesh. 

"Yeah, that's why they pay us all these big bucks," Maurice said. He squirmed his large black male ass in Kathy's face to emphasize it. Her eyes were closed and she kept licking his asshole. When he got his black ass still again, her face wiggled in tiny movements in between his motionless meaty buttocks. Her saliva-wet face made squish-squishy sounds in his saliva-wet ass. Once she raised her face out of his ass, opened her eyes, and looked at Tom. And then she pressed her face into his ass and began licking his asshole again.

"We have to have lunch with our investigators on Monday," Althea reminded Maurice. She glanced back and shot a contemptuous sneer at the naked and handcuffed dirty-mouthed white male whore licking her asshole. 

Kathy slid her face sideways and glanced at Tom, too. She thought he looked like a degraded dirty slut while licking the black woman's asshole right next to her. She could see the muscles in his neck working to keep his tongue moving on her anal flesh, and see them even more when he was forcing his tongue into her asshole. 

Maurice shot a contemptuous glance back at the white female whore who had momentarily ceased to degradingly lick his asshole. He saw the white female piece-of-ass looking over at the dirty-mouth degraded white male piece-of-ass. Tom sounded dirty and degraded, too. He gulped his saliva. He grunted to keep his white face in her dark-pigmented black ass and his tongue on her asshole. He slurped air to breathe in and out past her ass-flesh. 

His eyes were closed and his face wiggled squishily in between her saliva-wet motionless round meaty buttocks while he slipped his tongue in and out of her asshole.

The white male slut raised his face out of her ass and opened his eyes. It was a rest break from his dirty degrading oral work. By then Maurice had scowled admonishingly at Kathy, and the female whore had returned to humiliatingly licking his asshole. So Tom saw his female coworker's face buried in the black man's ass and heard her active oral work on his asshole. He felt that he had to do his job, too. He pressed her face into Althea's black ass and began licking his asshole again.

Althea ran into Tom downtown a month later. They found a park bench and she exulted in telling the piece-of-ass that she looked over her shoulder several times at the both humiliated naked white sluts dirtily licking their assholes. She told Tom that Kathy's white face looked hilarious when it was stuffed tightly between Maurice's black buttocks and worming around in his ass to lick his asshole. And she gloated in telling him that his white face looked amusingly vulgar when it was squashed snugly between her black buttocks and worming around in her ass to lick her asshole. 

She told him that she was turned on by the silky slickness of his tongue going around or into her anus. She also flatly told him that it was the idea of having fun humiliating a naked white male whore by having him vulgarly and degradingly lick her asshole that really turned her on. 

But that would be a month later. Now she looked over her shoulder, made eye contact with dirty asshole-licking white male bitch, and shot him an appropriate contemptuous sneer. 

He looked back at her with his white face half-buried between her fleshy black buttocks so only his forehead and eyes could be seen above them. He could feel the squishy saliva-wet soft flesh of her black ass on his cheeks, chin, and nose. His lips and tongue could feel the saliva-wet hard flesh of her asshole.

He just kept looking at her while he was humiliatingly licking her asshole. She had stuck her tongue out at him to let him know what she thought of him. The dirty white male slut reacted by sticking out his tongue, not at her, but into her rectum.

For a good five minutes, both filthy white whores had their faces degradingly buried between black buttocks and their tongues dirtily working around and around and in and out of assholes.

With Kathy's and Tom's faces and mouths buried deep between large sweaty black buttocks and aimed downward into the deep fleshy ebony valley between them, saliva accumulated and spread around between Maurice's and Althea's buttocks and smeared all around Kathy's and Tom's facial flesh. Saliva smeared around the whole lower part of their faces. The two dirty white sluts' noses and beneath their noses had sopped up saliva. Their chins and even upper necks had sopped up saliva. Halfway to their ears, their cheeks were wet with saliva.




Interracial Anilingus Ch. 2



The two lawyers discussed cases for about five minutes. Kathy and Tom kept their faces mashed between their black buttocks and licked their assholes and forced their tongues into them.

Then Althea told Maurice, "Let's go home now." Kathy and Tom sensed that her man had been turned on, and she did not want to lose a good fuck.

Maurice agreed, and they moved their ebony asses away from the white sluts' faces.

The two black lawyers stood up, quickly got dressed, fussed for a moment straightening their clothes, and then went out the door and into the living room.

"You have fun?" Danielle asked the two black lawyers as they walked by.

"We just talked," Maurice shrugged. 

Wet all around their mouths, naked and handcuffed Kathy and Tom had followed the two black lawyers out of the room about ten paces back. They then followed Danielle to LeeAnn, Janis, and Sonya. They were standing together near three TV sets that were constantly showing anilingus scenes of the three party whores that had been edited from their porn videos. 

In addition to these three young black women and a young white woman, the group now had a slightly plump but shapely thirty-to-thirty-five-year-old black woman about five-foot-nine and some two hundred pounds with rich dark ebony skin. Her high-heeled shoes and her tight short red skirt accented the shapes of her large buttocks, and her tight white summer blouse emphasized the shapes of her large breasts. Beside her was a six-foot-five athletic young black man of about twenty in a college-logo tee shirt and new tight-fitting blue jeans. 

Both of them must have arrived at the party after the three naked white sluts had been brought into the house and introduced. But there were apparently no doubts in either of their minds about what was going on, and both had spent some time watching all three of the TV sets showing either Gayle, or Kathy, or Tom licking black assholes.

As the two naked party whores walked up to the group, everyone could see saliva smeared and glistening in the afternoon daylight on their noses, chins, and cheeks from having their faces squashed between buttocks while actively licking anal flesh.

By then Althea and Maurice had gone out the front door.

"You just talk?" Janis asked Kathy. "Lots of saliva around your face from just talking."

"We licked their assholes. They just talked," Tom told her bluntly.

"Gayle's filthy tongue is presently being used to satisfy a brother's dirty asshole," Sonya said about the obvious absence of the other naked white party whore.

"This is Juanita and this is William," LeeAnn introduced the two new black people. "And these are our asshole-licking bitches, Kathy and Tom."

"Hi, asshole-licking bitches," Juanita said with a half-sneering grin while looking over both of their bare bodies.

"Hi," William nodded with a sneering grin when he had looked up from Kathy's crotch.

"Hi," Tom nodded apathetically. The naked handcuffed white male bitch was getting dulled to being used as a whore

"Hi," Kathy said lethargically. The naked handcuffed white female piece-of-ass was finding it a little wearing.

Janis patted Tom's bare buttocks and guided him over next to Juanita. William stepped beside Kathy and placed a hand on one of her bare breasts. When she failed to object, he fondled it, then moved his hand to the other breast and did the same.

Juanita glanced at it, then grinned at Tom. She motioned to the three TV sets. 

One TV was showing a seventeen-year-old black male lying on his back with his legs spread apart and held back over his bare body by his arms grabbing them under their knees. Gayle was lying on her stomach with her face under his black cock and hairy balls to keep her indecent mouth and tongue on his asshole while she licked it. 

One TV was showing Kathy kneeling behind a standing but bent-over large black male with large buttocks. Her head was turned so that the camera could catch her facial identity and her nasty tongue slipping around his asshole.

One TV showed Tom kneeling behind a small thin black girl who was also bent over. His face was also turned so that the camera could see his facial identity while his dirty tongue slipped around her asshole. 

Just at that moment, on first one and then the other of two of the three TV screens, Kathy shoved her face against the black man's bare ass and Tom shoved his face against the black girl's bare ass, and both of them could be seen forcing their tongues into black assholes.

"I've been watching your porn videos on the TVs," Juanita told the naked porno models as she motioned to the TV screens showing them. "You're both pretty good."

"Thanks," Kathy said impassively while ignoring the black male's hand fondling one of her bare breasts.

"Thanks," Tom added lethargically.

LeeAnn, Janis, Danielle, Sonya, Juanita, and Tom watched as the black male's hand slid down Kathy's belly to her crotch. He extended his third finger and slipped it into the divide between the fleshy lips of her cunt. When it made contact with her sexually sensitive parts, she reacted with a slight tremor and a faint sigh. And she responded slightly as he slowly slipped his finger around to stimulate her sexuality.

Juanita turned to Tom and grinned a sneer. She placed her hand on his bare pelvis. When the male whore did not protest, she slid it over to his sex organs, insolently wrapped her palm around them. He quivered slightly when she first grasped his male sexuality, but did not show much more reaction while she fondled them. 

On two of the three TV screens, in similar close-ups capturing facial expressions and centering on tongues and assholes, Kathy continued to force her tongue in and out of the black male's asshole, and Tom continued to force his tongue in and out of the black female's asshole.

Juanita gave a nod to Kathy and then to Tom. "How many of these asshole-licking porn videos did you two bitches make?" she asked with a sneer.

"Six," Kathy said listlessly while the black male stroked his finger in her cunt.

"Five," Tom sluggishly told the black woman who was fondling his sex organs.

The door opened and two tall athletic black males with shaved heads came out. One was dressed in dark blue slacks and a pink summer shirt, the other in tan slacks and a bright green shirt. They were escorting naked Gayle, each with a hand feeling the white woman's bare ass.

When the three of them got to the group, everyone could see that she was not only wet with saliva all around her mouth from licking between their buttocks, but that both of them had ejaculated hockers of cum on her face. 

There were a number of small hockers, but three large prominent ones stood out, even as they were beginning to liquify and run down her face. A large hocker was on the right side of her nose. Another large hocker was on her left cheek just below her eye. And a hocker was dripped from her lower lip and chin. 

"You really look cute, Gayle," LeeAnn gushed sham praise.

Naked, handcuffed, and with seven or eight large and small hockers of male cum degradingly decorating her face, Gayle shot LeeAnn an unseemly scowl. "Uh huh," she muttered sullenly. 

LeeAnn looked to her friend Danielle, and they shared snickers at the naked older white woman's defilement and her brusque muttered response.

"Okay, you can wipe the cum off the slut if you want," the black male told Danielle. 

"We gotta get back to the office," the other black male told the first one. He spanked the humiliated naked white woman's buttocks in a single sharp whack, and she turned her cum-faced head and shot him a glare.

"Let's go," the other one said.

The two grinning black men ambled toward the front door, went out it, and left.

While the others watched, handcuffed naked Gayle attempted to get her bare shoulder to her face to wipe some of the hockers of sperm and semen off. But she could not get any more than a touch of her lower chin on her shoulder, and the degrading cum stayed on her face.

LeeAnn pointed to the TV screen showing her, still in the same sex-act position, licking the young black male's asshole. "How may of those asshole-licking videos did you make, Gayle?"

Gayle shrugged. "Five," she answered sullenly. She raised her other arm and wiped its forearm across her face to sop up more cum.

Sonya made eye contact with all three naked white party whores. "Any of you bitches ever disgusted by the idea of licking someone's asshole?"

Janis shook her head at Sonya. "You can see that none of these pieces-of-ass are disgusted," she admonished. "They've done it dozens of times on-camera and here." She turned to Gayle, Kathy, and Tom. "You ever feel humiliated, ashamed, or embarrassed while you're licking someone's asshole?"

"No. You're just doing it," Gayle shrugged. Janis and Sonya exchanged dirty sneers.

"It's like licking any flesh. When you're doing it, you're just doing it," Kathy shrugged. LeeAnn could not restrain a burst of laughter.

"Yeah, same," Tom shrugged. Juanita looked at him with a contemptuous sneer and actively manipulated his sex organs in her enclosing hand.

"Afterwards?" When you take your face out of someone's ass?" Janis asked them with a cute snicker.

"No. Afterwards you're just done. You simply did it. Nothing you can do about it after that," Gayle said while the others looked the naked cum-faced asshole-licking slut over with amusement.

"I never felt anything then," Kathy said. All the others grinned at her.

"Afterwards never bothered me," Tom said. The four dressed black females and one dressed white female grinned at the dirty naked male bitch and exchanged some grins among themselves.

"Maybe you're embarrassed after someone you know sees you bitches licking someone's asshole in a video?" LeeAnn asked hopefully.

"Yeah, a little," Kathy nodded and shrugged so her handcuffed hands rubbed against her bare white buttocks. "Wasn't anything I could do about it."

Juanita was going to say something, but Gayle broke in. "Happened. Didn't bother me a whole lot," she said.

"Like with Kathy, wasn't anything I could do about it," Tom said.

"But you were a little ashamed or embarrassed from licking assholes in porn videos," Sonya said with a slight grin at them.

All three naked white party whores shrugged. "Yeah, but not a whole lot," Gayle said. The other two naked party whores nodded agreement with it. 

"What about just before you lick it? When someone asks you to do a dirty disgusting thing like that. Or when you see someone's bare ass in front of your face, and you know that you're going to degrade yourself licking their asshole in public?" Juanita asked with a dirty grin at Tom while she fondled his sex organs. The dressed partygoers exchanged sneering grins. 

"No, you don't feel shame or anything. You know you're going to, and you just do it," Gayle shrugged.

A short and slightly overweight young black male in gray slacks and a blue shirt ambled into the group and placed his palm on Gayle's bare ass and felt around it.

"You just lick their assholes?" Janis asked with a contemptuous sneer.

"Yeah. You just go ahead and do it," Kathy nodded. "Actually, it would be more embarrassing to make a scene and refuse or something. So it's easier to just do it."

"Same. You just go ahead and lick it," Tom nodded in agreement. 

Juanita squeezed and worked Tom's sex organs more vigorously. The black male with Kathy stopped stroking her cunt with his third finger and moved his hand back to her breasts. 

The new black male with cum-faced Gayle placed his hand in her crotch, extended his third finger, and stroked between the lips of her cunt. She exhaled a faint moan and spasmed slightly.

"Let's go, slut. I've got some good uses for your mouth and tongue," he told her.

She sighed. He placed his hand on her bare ass and guided her to one of the rooms set aside for using the party whores, but did not close the door after them.

The group took several steps closer to the open door. When they got there, Juanita returned her hand to feeling Tom's sex organs, and the other black male started feeling Kathy's breasts again.

Inside the room, the chubby black male had his side to the open door. He had a damp wash cloth and wiped the cum off of Gayle's face.

Then he slipped down his gray slacks and underpants in one swift move. He had large meaty black buttocks. Naked Gayle knelt behind him, looked for a second at his large sweaty bare buttocks, and pressed her face between them. Her head tilted back slightly so her mouth could make contact with his asshole, and her white face was buried in meaty black ass past her ears.

Even out in the room, the group could hear her sloppy obscene slurping, grunting, and gulping sounds as she licked his asshole. Everyone could see that she sometimes not only licked around his asshole but also pressed her face hard into his ass and forced her tongue in and out of his asshole.

Juanita snorted a guffaw and shook her head at the scene. She looked for a second at the black man who was feeling Kathy's breasts, and he glanced at her hand feeling Tom's genitals. Janis, Danielle, LeeAnn, and Sonya exchanged dirty grins and sneers.

LeeAnn shot Kathy and Tom contemptuous sneers. "You bitches actually like to do that dirty asshole-licking stuff, don't you."

"Or you would be here doing it," Janis added.

"And you wouldn't have licked all those assholes in porn videos," Danielle sneered.

Kathy shrugged. "Yeah, maybe I like it. So what?"

"Same here," Tom said.

The black male slapped Kathy's bare ass. "Okay, let's go do something you like."

They walked over to the next room, and he closed the door. The others returned their attention to Gayle licking the black male's asshole.

The kneeling naked white woman's arms were at her sides. The standing black man was pressing his large bare ass against her face. She was grunting, gulping, and sucking in air in his ass while she did her dirty job of licking his asshole.

"She sure looks like a filthy slut when she's doing it," Juanita said while she played with Tom's sex organs.

"Yeah, he does, too," LeeAnn said with a nod toward Tom. She had not only seen him doing it in videos, but had watched him lick Danielle's asshole live.

"You girls want to want to watch him lick my asshole?" Juanita asked.

"I've already seen the dirty bitch do it," Danielle said.

"Me, too," LeeAnn said.

"Count me in," Janis said.

"Me. too," Sonya told Juanita.

Juanita gave Tom's penis a tug. "Okay, ass-face, let's go."

The four of them went into the bedroom. The strap-on dildo was on the bed.

Juanita picked it up and waved it around. "What's this here for?" she asked.

"Janis fucked the bitch in the ass with it," Sonya said. "Then she made him suck it off after it came out of his asshole. Like guys in porn videos do when their dicks come out of girls' assholes." 

Juanita just exhaled a contemptuous snort and shook her head while looking at Tom. She pulled up her short tight red skirt and slipped off her panties. Then she crawled up onto the bed, lay on her stomach, and spread her legs wide apart. Her large sweating ebony buttocks rose like small hills on each side of her large darkly pigmented black asshole. Below it was the split bulge of her large juicy cunt with kinky black pubic hairs virtually surrounding it.

Tom not only did not have to be told anything, he looked as if he could not wait to get his mouth and tongue on her asshole. He quickly knelt on the floor between her smooth large ebony legs and lowered his chest with his face positioned above her large black buttocks.

The naked male bitch's sweating white face squashed between the big sweaty black mounds of ass flesh. He got his mouth and tongue on her asshole, and began licking. In a second he was grunting, gulping, and sucking air past her ass-flesh to breathe while he licked her asshole.

His face was buried up to his ears in her ass, and his dirty obscene gulping, grunting, and slurping of air was slightly muffled because of it.

"The pieces-of-ass gulp to swallow their own saliva," Janis noted.

"Bitch sure sounds dirty. Like a pig," Sonya snickered.

And he did. The guttural grunts, slurps, and gulps he was making with his face pressed between the black woman's large buttocks were animal-like.

On his part, he felt strangely good with his eyes closed and sweaty ass-flesh pressing against his eyelids. It was a comfortable dark where the only important thing was the asshole pressing against his mouth and his tongue going around it.

He could hear the comments, but his job was to lick anal flesh. He kept doing it. 

Juanita turned to look at the white man's face working in her ass. "Taste good?" she asked.

"It's okay," he said into her ass and then continued licking her asshole.

The three women snickered.

"Feel good?" Janis asked.

"Yeah. I'm done. You want to try it yourself?" Juanita asked.

Juanita rolled her large black ass out of Tom's face, slid off the bed, pulled on her panties, and smoothed down her tight short red skirt.

Janis did not say anything. The blue-eyed blond young woman unsnapped the waist of her short white shorts, slipped them down along with her panties, and stepped out of them.

Tom had remained kneeling on the floor with his chest on the bed in the same place. She crawled up on the bed and scooted her young white ass into his white face.

He wasted no time placing his mouth on her asshole, slipping out his tongue, and licking it. The naked white male bitch's dirty asshole-licking sounds were not quite as muffled as when he was licking Juanita's asshole because Janis's smaller young white ass did not surround his face. But he still sounded like a filthy pig.

"How does white asshole taste, pig?" Juanita asked him.

"Like licking any skin," the naked male bitch said into Janis' ass. Janis' ass wriggled when she laughed at it. Juanita cackled dirtily.

After a minute, Janis slid her ass out of his face, slid off the bed, and pulled on her panties and shorts.

While she was doing it, Sonya, who was wearing a red suit, had slipped off the red skirt part of it and then slipped off her panties.

She scooted up onto the bed, slid her black ass into Tom's white face, and then mashed her asshole against his mouth. Again he obscenely licked her asshole with lewd dirty gulps, grunts, slurps of air, and asshole-licking sounds.

She grinned lewdly at the dirty naked white male slut licking her asshole. His tongue felt silky and erotic going around her anal flesh. But it was the idea of making a naked white male whore lick her asshole that was the real turn-on.

In a couple minutes, she had enough of it. She slid her buttocks out of his face, got off the bed, and pulled on her panties and red skirt. Both black women had the fun of using and humiliating the male whore.

"Let's go," Sonya said. 

After Tom stood up, Juanita slid her hand under his handcuffs and onto his bare ass and insolently felt it as she guided him to the door.

The other two black males had, at that moment, opened their room doors. They were guiding the two white females out into the living room, too. The females had not only licked black male assholes, they had been fucked in their mouths. Both naked female pieces-of-ass had fresh hockers of cum decorating their faces.

"I'm Elliott, by the way," said the short fat black male whom they had earlier observed getting his asshole licked by Gayle.

"I'm Andre," said the tall athletic black man.

They all strolled several steps to the corner of the living room joining the corridor to the bedrooms. Gayle and Kathy tried to wipe the hockers of cum on their shoulders, but their chins could just barely touch their shoulders. The hockers of semen and sperm continued to humiliatingly decorate their faces.




Interracial Bisexual Orgy



There is something which the world is quite ignorant about. Most people seem to think that once you've hit a certain age, you are simply done. You stop enjoying life and its simple pleasures, like sex for example. My name is Monique Kramer Davidson and I wrote this story to prove that most people are wrong when it comes to the lives and loves of those of us who have a bit of silver in our hair.

I met my husband Kurt Davidson when we were both in our twenties. Back then, he was a handsome young Black police officer, one of the first Black men to join the Massachusetts State Police. I was the tall and wide-eyed blonde coed who fell head over heels in love with him. The surprising aspect of this relationship is that early on, I'm the one who did most of the pursuing. Kurt was a career-minded kind of guy. He liked me but wasn't looking for a serious relationship. I was a girl who wanted to experience all that life had to offer. School wasn't my top priority, though I did end up getting a Bachelors degree in business from the Boston University. 

Kurt and I met, fell in love and have been together ever since. We've had some ups and downs. In the 1970s, a black man walking around holding hands with a white woman got looked at in a funny manner. Some folks just can't let go of bigotry and racism. Kurt and I got through all that. We bought a house and raised kids together. Our eldest son Jamal is a police officer, just like his dad. Our daughter Emily is a social worker and our youngest son Michael is currently in community college, studying Liberal Arts. Kurt and I have a fine life together but now that we are in our late forties, things seemed to have slowed down.

For this reason, Kurt and I started getting into the swing of things, literally. We joined a Swingers Club, where all members were between forty and sixty years old. That's when things started to get really fun for all of us. Our first encounter was with this black couple, Matthew and Samantha Hamilton. Matthew was a tall, good-looking black man in his mid-forties. His wife Samantha was a tall, somewhat chubby woman with jet-black skin and short hair bleached white. In their profile, both of them described themselves as bisexuals.

Ah, bisexuality! It's something which I explored while in college and sometime after. I did have an affair with a pretty redhead named Wilma Brown before I met Kurt. Wilma was a beautiful girl and very foxy. We had a lot of fun together. One time, we even had a threesome with this football player named Jake. Yeah, those were the good old days. My husband Kurt did some exploring of his sexuality as well. He had a relationship with a male cadet while at the state police academy and a female instructor as well. Yeah, we had fun when we were younger!

Matthew and Samantha were a lot of fun, I can tell you as much right now. We got to know them a little bit. Matthew was an accountant and a part-time professor at the local community college. Samantha ran a small hotel. They didn't have any offspring and were very much into sexual experimentation. A few drinks and laughs later, all of us found ourselves naked in bed together.

I watched Kurt and Samantha. I love my husband and I know he loves me but I've seen him checking out black women throughout our two decades together. He liked Samantha instantly. I didn't like her much. Call me crazy but I don't really dig that look on a girl, the whole six-foot-tall black female who weighs two hundred and forty pounds thing. Plus, she had a huge, round black booty. Kurt was just as tall and large as Samantha so they seemed evenly matched for a bout of sexual frenzy.

Myself, I was five feet ten inches tall and quite slender, thank you very much. Matthew looked at me and I could tell that he liked the way I looked. We kissed and I proceeded to explore his body. Matthew was in great shape. He really was a nice-looking man. What interested me most was his cock. I held it in my hand. He had an eight-inch uncircumcised black dick with balls the size of apples. Yeah, Samantha was a lucky woman if she went home to him every night!

I began to suck on Matthew's cock and lick his balls. He seemed to really like that and stroked my hair. I really got into it and sucked his cock aggressively. It didn't take him too long to cum and when he did, I drank him dry. Matthew moaned as I sucked him. I flipped him onto his back and began licking his asshole. He was a bit surprised but didn't protest. I began to probe his ass with my fingers while sucking the last bits of cum out of his cock. Oh, yeah, he liked me!

Meanwhile, my husband Kurt and Samantha were getting busy. First, they playfully wrestled. A large black man wrestling with a large black woman. What a sight! Kurt ended up on top of her and she certainly didn't seem to mind. He began licking her tits while his roaming hands caressed her plump body before finding their way to her pussy. Kurt began to lick her pussy and Samantha closed her eyes. I could tell that she liked what my man was doing to her. Pretty soon, she was moaning and thrashing all over the place. I knew how good Kurt was when it came to eating the cat. He was the master, this side of lesbian town!

Matthew and I continued with what we were doing. Things started to get really freaky. I asked Matthew if he had ever been fucked by a woman with a strap on dildo and he shook his head. I decided to do the honors. First, I sucked his cock and licked his ass then I lubed him up with some KY Jelly. I fastened the leather strap around my waist and held the black dildo in hand. It looked very realistic. I put a condom on it and then guided it into Matthew's bottom. He gasped as the dildo went in but I took my sweet time with it. I went in slowly, careful not to hurt him. 

Meanwhile, Kurt and Samantha were having their very own brand of fun. Kurt lay on the bed, his arms folded over his chest, looking serene as the large black woman known as Samantha began sucking his cock and licking his balls. The sight of another woman sucking my husband's cock filled me with mixed feelings. On one hand, it was intensely erotic. On the other, it was disturbing. I turned away and focused on the task at hand, which was to do Matthew. And man did I do him!

I pushed the dildo up Matthew's ass and began pumping it inside him. He stroked his cock as I fucked him. I have never used a dildo on a man before. Kurt may be bisexual but he's a rigid top in our bed. I'm more flexible. I don't mind when he fucks me in the ass, so why can't I fuck his? He still says no. Matthew moaned in pleasure as I fucked him. I was getting off on it as well. I got so wet that I felt like a stream. The more I fucked him, the hornier I got, and the wetter my pussy got. When I pulled out of Matthew, I was in desperate need of some good fucking my damn self.

Luckily for me, Matthew rose to the occasion. I got on all fours and handed him the bottle of lubricant. I felt Matthew's hard hands spread my butt cheeks open and probe my butt hole. I felt something cold and slimy being rubbed against my anus. Doubtless, it was the lubricant. Matthew pressed his cock against my asshole, and pushed. I gasped as his cock went inside me. I've been fucked before but his cock was thicker than anything that's fucked me before. Matthew held me by the hips and began pumping his cock into my asshole. I was loving every second of it!

As Matthew fucked me, I looked to the side and saw my husband Kurt and Samantha going at it. Samantha was on all fours, her large body shaking and her huge butt cheeks spread wide open. Kurt had his thick hands over her huge hips and was slamming his large cock into her asshole. The large black woman screamed at the top of her lungs as my man fucked her in the ass. That's my Kurt. He always loves to fuck a tight asshole. He doesn't care if it belongs to a man or a woman. He's been that way ever since we met. Hell, he's the one who took my anal virginity, two decades and many drinks ago.

It was funny. The large black woman I despised ( not for being black but for being ugly) and my fine-looking bisexual husband were doing it anal-style and her bisexual hubby was fucking me in the ass too. What is it with bisexual guys and anal sex? My man loved the brown trout. I've been surprised by him in the kitchen more than once. I'd bend over to pick up something and next thing I knew, I would feel his hard body and even harder cock press against my booty. Apparently, Matthew liked the same thing judging by how hard he was fucking my poor little white girl's asshole. When he came inside me, I almost passed out from sheer pleasure.

Matthew suddenly pulled out of me, or should I say, was pulled away from me. I turned on my back and watched as Kurt grabbed Matthew and unceremoniously took him. Kurt bent the other black man over and shoved his cock up his ass. Matthew seemed surprised but as with my fingers and dildo, he didn't seem to mind. Kurt pumped his cock into Matthew's butt. Matthew screamed in both pleasure and pain as the large bisexual black man slammed into him mercilessly. Moments later, Kurt came, flooding Matthew's ass with his seed.

I lay on the bed, with Matthew's seed leaking out of my tender asshole. Oh, yeah, sitting down was going to be fun for me over the next few days. I noticed that Samantha's large black body was covered with sweat. Her butt cheeks were closed, for once, but her asshole was still gaping and wide, like an obscene mouth. Yeah, my husband's cock had done a nice job on her ass. Matthew lay next to his wife, with cum leaking out of his ass as well. He was most likely still sore from the merciless butt pounding he had received from Kurt. Yeah, it looks like I've married a Butt Hole Bandit! 



Interracial Chatroom Surprise Ch. 01



I'd never been into porn or anything like that, but when my parents put the internet on the PC in my room so I could use it for my homework, I couldn't resist the temptation of having a little look around. 

I have to admit I was shocked. I'm 18 and have always thought I was pretty adventurous when it came to sex, but the kind of stuff I saw, well, it was all a bit much. Sure, I've done oral, plenty of it, but no way would I let guys cum on my face or ram their cock down my throat till I gagged. Sorry, but I can't see the fun in that for me. Also, anal may sound erotic to guys, but my ass is a no-go zone. All pain and no pleasure, the way I see it.

So after a few weeks I got bored with the dirty photos and videos and moved on to the dirty chat rooms. I didn't have a microphone or webcam, but I had a bit of fun talking dirty – typing dirty really – with a whole bunch of guys and quite a few girls. Like I said, there are a few things I'd never do sexually, but that's in real life. On the net, I'd do anything. Of course, it was all playacting. I'd be telling these guys how I was nude and ramming cucumbers up my pussy and ass, when really I was just in my jeans and jumper having a laugh.

But one guy was different from the rest. When we chatted, it was more interesting. He didn't just want to cyber, he wanted to talk about other things – music, books, even politics. Sometimes we didn't cyber at all. And then he told me where he lived. I was shocked to discover we were in the same town. 

That complicated things. I'd been telling all kinds of lies about myself – how I'd slept with all these guys and done all these erotic things and all the other crazy stuff people make up on the net. I slowly started to back away from all the rubbish I'd been sprouting. Pretty soon, I was telling him the truth. And then I even told him my real name. He admitted he'd been doing the same as me, having fun making up things, but now he started to tell the truth too. 

I was really starting to like him. The thing is, I know net relationships are dumb things. It's so easy to get yourself hooked onto some psycho. I didn't think Rick, which was the guy's name, was a psycho, but I was still edgy about taking our 'relationship' any further. I didn't want to send him my photo in case he recognised me in the street, so he didn't send me one. I described myself – 18, slim, tall (5' 9", which is tall for a girl, I think) pretty (if I do say so myself) and with long blonde hair. He said he liked the sound of that and described himself as tall, dark and handsome. I wanted more detail, so he said he was 22 years old, 6' 3", athletic and (typing in LOL, which is compulsory for every second line in chatrooms) with a 9 inch cock. I typed back LOL and that was that. For the time being. But then the temptation became too much and I decided I wanted to meet him.

We arranged to meet on a Saturday afternoon at a park near a mall we both knew. I said I'd be wearing a red top, and he said he'd wear a red cap to match. I also told him I'd be sitting on a park bench in quiet corner of the park, so that no one else could see us. I didn't want to bump into any of my friends.

So there I was, sitting alone on the park bench in my red top, when I heard a voice behind me.

"Is that you Becky?"

I think I forgot to mention that my name is Rebecca, though everyone calls me Becky. The voice was deep and smooth. I turned around, smiling.

"Yes, is that you Ri..."

I stopped mid sentence. This had to be a mistake. Yes, he was wearing a red cap, but this couldn't' be Rick – not my Rick. Because this man was...black.

"Yes, it's me. Hi."

He was talking as if everything was normal, but he hadn't told me he was black. I'd expected a white boy. I was stunned. I couldn't speak. He didn't seem to notice.

"Well, you weren't lying. You really are pretty."

I didn't know what to say. Let me explain. It's not that I've got anything against black people. It's just that...well...my parents don't really approve of them – especially my mother. She's from the South, and though she moved up to Boston when she married my father, she still has those ingrown Southern attitudes. I've often argued with her about it, but she never listens. She sent me to a private girl's school because she thought I wouldn't come in contact with the 'wrong kind of people' there, and we live in a suburb where there aren't many black people at all. In fact, embarrassed as I am to say it, I've never had a black or Asian friend. I've barely spoken to a black person in my life. 

So now, finding myself looking at black man who I expected to be a white man, I suddenly found that I had a lot of my mother in me. What could I say?

"You...um...you're Rick? No, you can't be Rick."

He looked suddenly perturbed.

"Can't I? What, I'm not what you expected."

"Well...um...no. I mean, you're tall and good looking, like you said, but..."

"But what?"

And then he suddenly understood.

"You mean...you didn't realise I was black? But you had to know? How could you not know?"

I panicked.

"Um...no...it's not that. It's...it's..."

But he saw through me. 

"Oh that's what it is all right. I don' know why, but you didn't know I was black. And you don't like it, do you? You liked the man you chatted with on the net, but now that you see he's a black man, so you don't like him any more."

I was mortified – mainly because he was right. I didn't think I was a racist, but maybe I was, because there was no way I was going to have any kind of relationship with this man – no way. Yes, he was tall, dark and handsome – just like he said. But he was black, and 18 years of my mother's indoctrination had done its work on me.

"I'm sorry Rick. I didn't know. It's just such a shock for me."

I suddenly realised that Rick had given me plenty of indications that he was black. Not directly, but it was just in his general conversation. Even when he said 'tall, dark and handsome' he added, 'very dark' with a 'lol' after it. But me...I didn't notice because...well, because of the way I was brought up. I just didn't think black people would use things like the internet. It's crazy, but that's what I thought.

Rick was just as shocked as I was. His voice had been cheerful when he greeted me, hurt when he saw my reaction, but now his tone was angry.

"I can't believe this. We've been chatting online for months, we've got so much in common, so many things we both like – but suddenly none of that matters because I'm black."

What could I say? He was exactly right. 

"I'm so sorry. I...I...don't know what to say."

Now he was furious.

"That's all, is it? You can't get to know me? Can't find out what kind of person I am? You can't even talk to me can you?"

I was numb. Embarrassed, afraid, sick in the stomach. I just kept saying the same thing over and over.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.'

I'd hurt him, hurt him bad. Now I was afraid he'd want to hurt me back – physically hurt me. I started thinking, why had I chosen this deserted section of the park to meet him? There was absolutely no one around. And I thought – yes, the same old stereotype – that because he was black he might drag me into the bushes and rape me. That's what black people do, don't they?

But then I looked at Rick and felt terrible. There were tears in his eyes. 

"Oh...oh Rick, I'm so sorry. Please...please...it's all my fault."

He looked at me with his sad eyes and my heart broke for him. How could I be so awful? How could I have judged him – pre-judged him – the way I did. I wanted to hold him, to make him feel better. But it was too late. 

"Becky...I...I just can't believe the wonderful person I've been chatting with for so long could turn out to be like this. I just...just..."

He didn't finish the sentence. Instead, he turned and walked away. There were tears in my eyes now, but even then, I couldn't help but notice the lithe athleticism of his body. Had I just made the biggest mistake of my life?

I went home, shattered, and lay on my bed for hours. When my mother called me for dinner, I told her I wasn't feeling well. 

Then I turned on my computer. Clicked on my internet icon. Went to my favourite chat room. There it was looking at me, Rick's name, sitting at the top of my list of friends. I had loved talking to him. But now it was all over. All over because of me.

Then I noticed the glow behind the face beside Rick's name. He was online. 

I sat there for a long time, wanting to say hello. But how could I, after what I had done. Then I did it. I typed three words:

So, so, so sorry.

Nothing happened. He didn't respond. I waited five minutes, then started typing. And typing. The words just flowed out of me.

I know you're hurt. I know I was awful. It's hard for me to explain the reason I reacted the way I did. Let me try. I don't know any black people. I don't know any Asian people. I only know white people. I've lived a closeted, protected life. But I realise now how small-minded that has made me. I know from all the time we've been chatting that you're a good person, with a good heart and a generous soul. I know from seeing you at the park that you're handsome and strong. You probably don't want to talk with me or even chat with me again, but I would like to see you. I'd like to try again and get to know the person you are without any of my bigotry getting in the way. If you don't answer me, I'll understand. I'm so sorry I hurt you. 

I stopped typing and held my hand to my face. Without realising it, I had been crying the whole time. I watched the screen, waiting. One minute. Two minutes. Three minutes. Still no reply. And then, after five minutes...

Tomorrow. Same time, same place.

Suddenly I felt I was floating on air. Had he forgiven me? Probably not. Maybe he just wanted to give me a piece of his mind. But maybe he really would give me the second chance I asked for.

So there I was, 24 hours after our first horrible meeting, sitting on the same park bench wearing the same red top – even though it was a much colder day and I was feeling the chill. Without a sound, there was suddenly someone sitting next to me.

"Your really have no black friends?"

I looked across. It was Rick. I choked back a tear.

"No. Not one."

He shook his head.

"And you don't know any Asians?"

"Well, I've met some. But I've never had one as a friend."

"And when I said I was tall, dark and handsome – and added 'very dark' to the sentence, you didn't realise I was black?"

"No."

Then I heard a laugh.

"How did you ever get to College, because you sure don't sound all that smart."

I turned and looked at him. He was smiling. I wanted to smile too, but instead I burst into tears. He was so nice, so kind, and I'd been so awful.

A moment later he had moved up next to me and had me in his arms.

"It's okay, Becky. It's okay. Hey, I've had worse. A lot worse, I can tell you. I just never expected it from you."

That only made me cry more, which made him laugh more.

"Suppose I should just shut up. Everything I say just makes you cry."

And that made me cry more. It felt so good in his strong arms that I couldn't believe I had been so bad to him. Finally I settled down. He looked down at me with his soft brown eyes.

"Let's go get some coffee and get to know each other."

Over the next two weeks we did just that. We got to know each other well. Very well. In fact, it's fair to say that I had fallen head over heels in love with him. I had shocked myself – but not half as much as it would shock my mother if she knew. I kept telling her I was visiting friends, when really I was seeing Rick any time I could. And then...he invited me to come to his place. Rick was studying medicine and had a small apartment near the university. To be honest, I was a little frightened. No, I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never been with a black man and I was afraid – yes, the old prejudices coming through – that he might be too rough with me.

His apartment was neat and tidy. I looked around, pleased to see he wasn't one of those students who lived like pigs. To my surprise, Rick seemed more nervous than me. We both knew what we were there for. We hadn't said anything, but we knew. I decided to get things rolling.

"So...where do you sleep?"

He looked embarrassed. Do black men blush? And if they do, how can you tell? Rick pulled at the sofa, and it quickly turned into a bed.

"Um...here."

Now we were both standing either side of the bed, looking anywhere but at each other. I started to cross and uncross my legs. I was feeling very, very wet. And I couldn't help but notice that there was a lot of pressure in the crotch region of Rick's pants. Then I heard voice which sounded a lot like mine, because it was, saying something I thought I'd never be saying in front of a black man.

"Right then...I'm going to take my clothes off now."

Rick's eye's lit up. He watched closely as each article came off. My breasts sprung out of my bra impressively, and when I pulled off my knickers to reveal my trimmed pussy, I could see by the bulge in his crotch grow even harder.

"Now it's your turn."

Rick didn't have to be told twice. A moment later he was down to his boxers. His black body sparkled – he looked like an Olympic athlete. God, what a body! And then the big moment – and I mean big. When the boxers went down, nine inches of thick cock popped up. I had never seen anything like it.

"Oh my God!"

Rick looked worried.

"What...is something wrong?"

I started laughing, never taking my eyes off his beautiful cock.

"Wrong? Oh no, no, no. It's just right."

Before Rick could move, I'd sprung across the bed and had his black monster in my hands, looking at it closely with genuine awe. He ran his hands through my hair gently. I couldn't resist, and I'm sure Rick wouldn't have wanted me too. I ran my tongue along the lengthy of this cock. It was hot and throbbing. Somehow, I was making it grow even bigger. Then I took the head into my mouth. It was a tight fit, but I was determined to suck Rick's cock like it had never been sucked before.

I pulled him down onto the bed, pushed him onto his back, then straddled his face, putting a leg on either side of him. He didn't need any more hints. A moment later I felt his long, pink tongue against my firm pink clit. My head exploded. It was amazing. With his hands holding my hips, his tongue worked hard, flicking my clit gently but firmly in a way I had never experienced before. I started grinding my hips into his face. Inspired by his efforts, I went to work on his cock, taking more and more of it into my mouth. My jaw had never opened so wide – it was a real monster. But I was determined to give as good as I got. With a huge effort, I was able to get part of his cock down my throat. It wasn't easy and I had never done it for any other boy, but I wanted to give Rick everything I got. And every flick of his tongue made me scream with pleasure, making me open my mouth wider take even more of his cock down my throat.

Suddenly I was screaming – even with his cock down my throat, I was screaming my lungs out. The pleasure, the joy was amazing. I hardly ever cum, but Rick was doing it all with his tongue. I could feel pussy juice pouring down my legs. And the more I screamed, the more I came, the more excited Rick got. A second later he let out a long groan and suddenly my mouth was filled with cum – it seemed like buckets of the stuff was pouring down my throat. Again, I never swallow, but I was determined to swallow every drop Rick gave me. And I did it! I was so proud of myself. 

We both slumped down on the bed, exhausted.

We lay there for a few minutes in a state of pure bliss. Rick broke the silence.

"That. Was. Amazing."

I smiled, pleased with myself.

"You were pretty good yourself."

He smiled. I looked down at his shrivelled cock.

"Oh, poor Little Ricky has gone all soft. How can he go visiting my special place if he's all soft?"

Rick gave me a big grin. 

"Maybe if Becky gave Little Ricky a kiss he might get his strength back."

No second requests were required. A moment later Ricks soft meat was in my mouth, getting hard fast. I felt two, then three of his fingers slide into my pussy. I was glad the pussy juice was still pouring out of me, because I had never had anything nearly as big as Rick's cock in me. 

Now we were ready. I made my confession.

"I've never had more than seven inches in me, so be gentle Rick."

"Don't worry baby. Get on your hands and knees and we'll do it doggy style, that should make it easier for you."

I did as I was told and Rick quickly took up his position at my rear. I felt the head of his hot meat pressing at my soft pink pussy lips. I started shaking. Maybe he would be too big for me. 

But his tongue had done a good job. I was wet and well lubricated with pussy juice. As he started sliding his black monster into me, I was amazed how my pussy opened up for him. First two inches, then three, then four. Then he pulled his cock all the way out, before...OH! With one forceful thrust, he sent the entire nine inches all the way into my pussy. And it was heaven. 

"Oh my God, Oh yes Rick...that is soooo good. Oh my Godddddd!"

Suddenly I was a different person, speaking a different language. The girl who wanted Rick to be gentle was gone.

"Oh yesss Rick, yesss...fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt hard...OHHHHHH."

I never use the word 'cunt'. Never. But with Rick's black cock pounding me, 'pussy' seemed too nice a word. I wanted the dirtiest word I could think of. I was in raptures. This was fucking like I'd never had it before. And I wanted more of it.

"Oh Rick...Oh fuck...Oh yeah...fuck my cunt Rick...fuck my cunt hard with your big black cock."

Rick had no intention of doing anything else.

"Anything you say." 

The next moment he threw me on my back and started fucking me from the side of the bed, holding my ass cheeks high in the air, driving his cock even deeper into me. I was like a rag doll, totally out of control. Then he picked me up, hugging me. As his cock slid still deeper and deeper, I wrapped my legs around his waist and drove my tongue down his throat. Then he pressed me against the wall, fucking me harder and harder. And through it all, I was screaming and screaming, cumming with almost every thrust of his cock. He started pounding me faster and faster, faster and faster. Sweat was pouring off both our bodies, steaming off us in the heat of our frantic fucking, and then with one final thrust, Rick rammed his cock so far up my cunt that I could almost taste it. He groaned a groan that came from deep, deep in his stomach, deep in his soul. His load shot into me like a bursting dam, pouring into my cunt, then squeezing out of my pussy lips and down my legs. Buckets of cum. I could hardly believe how much he had in him.

His legs buckled. Slowly he slumped onto the ground, with me still wrapped around him. He leaned against the wall as we kissed, hugging each other so tight we could barely breath. My whole body glowed with pleasure, even though my cunt felt sore from the pounding Rick had given me.

Then I turned my head towards Rick, a dreamy smile on my face.

"You know, if my mother had known what a black cock could do for her, maybe she wouldn't have brought me up the way she did."

Rick smiled, his white teeth glowing against his black skin.

"Well maybe you should introduce her to some black cock...purely for educational purposes, of course."

I wriggled my hips on his slowly shrivelling cock. Even then, half soft inside me, it was still huge.

"I know where I can find one."

He looked at me oddly.

"What? You'd want me to fuck your mother?"

"Would you?"

"No. No way. You're all I want."

Then he thought about it for a moment, and smiled sheepishly.




Interracial Chatroom Surprise Ch. 01



"Well, only if you wanted me to."

"Well, it's like this. I want a lot more of your cock. In fact, I want a lot more of all of you. But there's no way I could take you home to my parents right now. My mother would freak. First she has to learn that black people are just like white people – only better in some very important areas."

"But...she'd never let me do it to her. Hell, the way you talk, she wouldn't even let me into the house."

"Well, my mom might be a bigot, but that doesn't mean she's frigid."

"What do you mean? Don't ask me to force myself on her, I won't do that."

"No, not force...not quite, anyway. No, I've got a better idea. A much better idea..."



Interracial Chatroom Surprise Ch. 02



Over the next few days I made every excuse possible to get out of the house to go to Rick's place. I just had to have his cock in me. It was just so wonderful. After one of our fuck sessions, I showed him the photo. 

"What's this?"

It was a picture of a good looking woman in her late forties going down on a man around the same age. 

"That, my dear Rick, is my mom. "

Rick's eye's popped open. 

"What? And is that your dad?"

I smiled. 

"No, it certainly is not. That's Lenny, my dad's business partner. "

"But... how did you get this photo?"

"I told you my mom was bigoted, not frigid. I've known she's been having an affair with Lenny for a long time. I came home early from school a year or so ago and saw them at it through the open door of the spare room. They didn't see me. It was a Wednesday, and I worked out he came over every Wednesday afternoon. Well, yesterday was Wednesday. "

Rick smiled. 

"And you took this photo?"

"With my trusty digital camera. Printed out nicely, don't you think. "

Rick looked at the photo closely. 

"She's got a hot body, your mom. "

I had to admit he was right. Mom was 48, but she kept in great shape. But she was tiny, barely five feet tall. I was a head taller, so I obviously took after my dad's side of the family. 

Now Rick looked at me suspiciously. 

"So why are you showing me this?"

"Ah, now we're getting down to the nitty gritty. We're going to use it to persuade my mother to fuck you. "

"I don't like the sound of that. It's like... well, blackmail. It's the same as rape. "

I was sure that's what Rick would say, so I had to use all my powers of persuasion. 

"No, no it's not. If she resists at all, well, you don't have to do it. I just want you to knock on the front door and give her the photo. There'll be a message on it that says something like 'do whatever this man says or this photo will be sent to your husband. ' That's all. "

"That still sounds like blackmail. "

"It's only blackmail if she resists. And if you do this for me... well, I'll do something special for you – whatever you want. "

Rick went quiet for a moment. I could see he didn't like the idea, but the carrot I was dangling in front of him had got him interested. "

"Would you let me do that thing you don't want to do?"

Oh-oh. Now I was in trouble. I knew right away what Rick was saying. He wanted to fuck my ass. 

"Anything but that. I don't do anal, you know that. And with a cock like yours, I'd get split in half. "

He looked grumpy. 

"Well, then it's no deal. "

And that was the end of the conversation. For the moment. We lay on different sides of the bed, not talking. I was angry because I really wanted him to fuck my mom – I just knew if he did, he would win her over. But I also knew that he was dying to be the first boy to fuck my ass. Then I made my decision. 

"Okay. You deliver the photo and the note and see where it leads, and I'll let you try to fuck my ass. But remember, I said try. If it hurts too much, then you have to stop. "

"Of course baby, I wouldn't want to hurt you. "

We smiled at each other. We hugged. And yes, we fucked again. Like for the third time that afternoon. 

The next day my plan went into action. I normally have a class at 2. 00 in the afternoon. Today I was going to skip it. I walked down the stairs at 1. 30 and called out a quick 'goodbye' to my mom, who was in the kitchen, then opened and closed the door – only I didn't go outside. Instead, I hid behind the curtains in the lounge room with my digital camera. A moment later, right on schedule, there was a knock at the door. 

My mom walked out of the kitchen, down the hall and up to the front door. When she opened it, she was confronted by a black man who towered over her. The top of my mom's head barely reached Rick's chest. Mom seemed calm and cool; I expected her to be a little rattled just to be in touching distance with a black man. 

"Can I help you, young man?"

Rick glanced around, then handed my mother an envelope. 

"Delivery. "

My mom took the envelope and went to close the door. Rick stuck out a hand. 

"Sorry ma'am, but I'm supposed to wait for a reply. "

My mom looked surprised. She opened the envelope and looked at the photo. She didn't react at all. I'd almost expected her to faint. Instead, she smiled, and looked up at Rick oddly. She then read the note, which said, "Do whatever this man says. "

She looked Rick up and down with quizzical eyes. 

"Is this a joke? Did Lenny send you. "

Then, to my utter shock, she added. 

"Have you come from my husband?"

What did that mean? Why would dad send a black man with a photo of my mom giving his best friend and business partner a blowjob? Rick looked just as confused as I was. 

"No ma'am, I don't know your husband or the other man you mentioned. "

My mother looked out the door, as if she expected someone to leap out of the bushes and yell 'surprise. "

"Well, I guess you'd better come inside. "

Rick stepped into the lounge room as my mother closed the door. I had just enough time to poke my head out from behind the curtains and catch his eye before my mother walked into the room. 

"So, I'm supposed to do anything you say, am I? Well, what do you want me to do?"

I couldn't believe how calm my mother was. I thought by now she'd be a screaming, trembling wreck. Rick looked surprised as well, and nervous too. He looked at the curtain where I was hidden, then at my mom, before going to the next stage of the plan. 

"I'd like you to take your clothes off please, ma'am. "

My mom smiled. Something wasn't right here. Why would she smile?

"My clothes? Well, since you asked so politely. "

And without a moment's hesitation, she started undressing. Within a few seconds she was standing totally naked in front of Rick. Even at 48, her breasts were still firm and round, but when I looked down her body I was in for a shock – my mom had a shaved pussy. Well, we all know our parents have a sex life – we wouldn't get born otherwise – and I knew my mom was even having an affair. But to see my own mother with a shaved pussy was something I wasn't prepared for. Even I hadn't shaved my pussy, yet my mom was standing there with a totally bald cunt. Rick noticed very quickly. 

"You have a very nice body, ma'am. "

My mother shook her head, almost laughing. 

"You have to tell me, who put you up to this? It was my husband, wasn't it?"

Rick stayed firm to our plan. 

"I don't know the gentleman ma'am. "

Mom shrugged her shoulders. 

"Okay, whatever you say. What next? Are you going to show me what you've got bulging in your pants?"

Again, I wondered if black people blushed. Rick sure looked uncomfortable. This wasn't at all how we expected things to pan out. 

"Yes, that was the general idea. "

And with that, Rick undid his belt and dropped his pants to the floor. He kicked them off, then lifted his t-shirt over his chest and threw it aside. He was now standing in just his boxer shorts. Mom crossed her arms and looked him up and down. 

"You are a big boy, aren't you? Now let's see how big the important part of you is. "

She reached forward and grabbed the two sides of Rick's boxers. Rick almost jumped with surprise. After the way I had described my mom, this was the last thing he had expected. Then, in one quick move, she pulled Rick's boxers down to his knees. His nine inches sprung to attention. My mom's eyes shot wide open. 

"Oh my, that is beautiful. "

Beautiful? My mom describing a black man's cock as beautiful? Something wasn't right here. Or else I had totally misunderstood my mom. A moment later, I began to realise just how much I had misunderstood her. She was standing in front of Rick, the top of her head at the height of his nipples, when she got down onto her knees and took his cock in her hands. 

"Oh my. You know, it has been so, so long. So long. And I've missed it so much. Please, young man, can I suck your big black cock?"

And without waiting for a reply, she took Rick's cock in her mouth. I was so amazed to see his cock slide so easily down her throat that I almost forgot to start taking photos. Rick groaned. How could my tiny mom take so much meat so easily? 

"Mmmmmmmm... you have a delicious cock young man, and I'm sure your cum is just as delicious, but I can't wait any longer. Will you please fuck me?"

So much for Rick raping my mom – it was more like she was raping him. She pushed him onto the carpet, laying him flat on his back, then put one foot either side of his hips. I watched amazed as she slowly lowered herself down on his cock, which stood erect below her like a giant flagpole. Her back was to me, but I could see her face in a mirror on the wall in front of her, and whe had an expression of pure joy as she took Rick's cock inside her an inch at a time. I heard Rick groan as she slid all the way down, taking his entire nine inches in one easy movement. And then she slowly raised her hips again. It was so erotic to watch her expertly slide Rick's monster in and our of her cunt that, without realising it, I had started to finger myself. Pussy juice was pouring down my legs. 

"Oh young man, your cock is so perfect. It has been so long since I've had such a perfect black cock in me... so, so, so long... mmmmmmmmmm. "

Rick started thrusting up to meet mom's descending hips, both going faster and faster. I could see pussy juice squeezing out of my mom's cunt. She was moaning low and deep, her eyes closed, in heaven. Then she did something that totally shocked me. She started sliding a finger into her ass. Using her own pussy juice as a lubricant, she slid in a second finger, then a third. And through it all, she kept moaning. 

I was ramming my fingers up my cunt harder and harder, hardly believing what I was seeing, when my disbelief was pushed to the limits. 

My mom lifted herself all the way off Rick's cock. For a moment I could see it standing there, a huge black rod suspended between my mother's raised legs, and then watched in amazement as my mom began to slide her hips down – with Rick's monster disappearing into her freshly lubricated ass. 

It looked impossible. My mother's tiny hips, her tiny asshole, pushing down on Rick's massive cock. And yet... somehow, it was sliding in. My mom's asshole was having no difficulty at all taking a cock that I could hardly fit into my cunt! How could this be? Rick started thrusting harder and harder, until the entire nine inches disappeared inside my mom. And mom started pounding faster and faster down on to Rick. And she wasn't moaning softly anymore. Suddenly she was screaming – screaming with pleasure, urging Rick to fuck her harder. 

"Fuck my ass... that's it. Fuck me harder... harder. Come on, give me every inch, every single inch.... OOOOHHHHHH.... YESSSSSSS"

She was cumming. And so was I. My jeans and nickers were down to my knees now, and I kicked them off. I pulled my top and bra off. I wanted to feel the air against my naked body. And I wanted to feel Rick's cock in my mouth, in my cunt... and after watching my mom... I wanted it in my ass! I had even rammed a finger up my ass, something I'd never done before, as I watched my mom give Rick the works. Rick was pounding into her ass, moments from cumming, when she lifted her hips up high and pulled his cock from her ass. In one quick movement, she spun around and pushed her dripping cunt onto his face and took his cock back in her mouth. Rick started shaking like a rag doll as my mom took his cock all the way down her throat. With his mouth full of dripping cunt, he suddenly exploded. 

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Cum burst out the edges of my mom's lips, but she just pushed his cock further down her throat to make sure she got every drop. But suddenly my mom stopped. She had heard another scream – someone else cumming. Behind the curtain. 

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH YYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"

It was me. I had pushed the digital camera up my cunt (fortunately it had nicely rounded edges) and was cumming uncontrollably. I fell out from behind the curtains, onto the carpet, ramming the camera in and out of my cunt while three fingers forced their way up my ass. 

"Becky!"

I looked up. My mom was looking at me, a look of total shock on her face, Rick's rock hard black cock in her hand, cum dribbling from her mouth. 

I slumped into a heap. The camera slid from my cunt onto the carpet, glistening with my cum and pussy juice. I blushed. 

"Hi mom. "

END OF PART TWO

In the third and final instalment, Becky finds out about her mom's teenage secret. 



Interracial Chatroom Surprise Ch. 03



So there I was, having just fallen down from behind the curtain where I'd been hiding, naked, with three fingers up my ass and my slim digital camera in my pussy.

And there was my darling mother, a women I thought was a normal housewife, except for being a racist, holding the cock of my black lover in one hand while his cum dripped from her mouth.

Yes, it was a fairly uncomfortable situation.

"Becky, what are you doing there!"

She looked shocked. This was the conservative mother I knew. Except for the black cock and the cum on her chin. Rick's big black cock, which had been so hard just a moment before, had shrivelled so that now it soft and squidgy. Though it still hung half way to his knee. I decided the best defence was attack.

"I should be asking you that question. You're the one with Rick's cock in her hand."

It's very difficult to get on your high horse when you've been found naked spying on your mother having sex. Especially when you've just taken your fingers out of your ass and still have a digital camera in your cunt. But I managed it.

"And what about you and Lenny, dad's business partner?"

I expected my mother to go crazy at me. I deserved it. But I suppose she saw the funny side of it all sooner than I did.

"You've been a busy girl, haven't you? And you seem to know this lovely boy. Rick, is that your name?"

Rick mumbled something that sounded like yes, too embarrassed to say much else.

"So, Becky, it seems this wasn't your dad's idea but yours. I must say I'm a little surprised. Very surprised. I'd hoped to spare you this sort of thing."

Now I thought I had her. I stood up and the camera dropped from my cunt to the floor. Ignoring it, I strode across the room, my breasts swaying from side to side, putting on my best angry voice."

"Spare me? You hypocrite! You racist hypocrite! You kept me away from black boys all my life, and now you let one fuck your ass. You're horrible. Just horrible. How can you be a racist and still like black cock so much?"

My mother looked surprised.

"A racist? Me? What ever makes you think that?"

Well, come to think of it, I'd never heard my mother say a racist thing in her life. But...wait on, there was one thing.

"But you've kept me away from black people my whole life. Why would you do that unless you were a racist?"

My mother sighed. She looked at me sadly. I suddenly felt like I wanted to cry. I don't know why. She put her arms around me.

"I'm sorry darling, so sorry. I tried to protect you from something and now I see I've only made things worse."

She lead me over to the sofa. 

"Come and sit down. You too Rick. I have a story to tell you. I should have told you a long time ago."

So we sat on the sofa, the three of us, all naked. My mother started to talk.

"You see Becky, Rick is not the first black boy I've fucked. Not by a long way. When I was a little girl, in the South, we always had black workers on the farm, and I liked them a lot. They were good friends to me. My parents didn't like me talking to them, but I still did it."

"When I was about 18, I feel madly in love with a young black boy who had started to work on the farm. He had such a beautiful body, and he was so sweet. I wanted him badly and flaunted myself at him. One day, he walked into the barn and found me there waiting for him, naked. This time he couldn't avoid me and I was finally able to enjoy his beautiful black cock. He was huge, as big as Rick here, and I loved having him inside me."

"The truth is, I loved his black cock so much that I couldn't get enough of him. I wanted more and more, more than he could give. So I started getting it from other places. I started fucking every black man I knew. I was out of control, I know, but I had such a passion for black cock that I couldn't stop myself."

"I know you'll be shocked to hear it, but I did terrible things. I once let four young black boys have me over and over. That was the first time I had black cock in my ass, and I loved it."

"But then, as it had to, I became pregnant. My parents were horrified, especially when they realised that the father of the baby would be a black. I never told them that I didn't know which black boy it would be, but that didn't matter to them. They were determined that they would not have a black grandchild."

"Abortions were hard to get in our state back then, but they found someone to do the job. But it didn't work. All that old butcher did was ruin my insides, but he didn't harm the baby."

"I was sent up north to have the baby, a little boy, and he was put up for adoption the day he was born. I cried and cried. I wanted to keep him. He was so beautiful."

"I didn't want to go home, and I never have. I got a job, met your father, and we've been very happy together. Except for one thing. This will come as a shock to you, Becky, but I have to tell you now. Because of what that abortionist did to me, I couldn't have children. We adopted you. But I love you more than anything in the world."

Adopted? That was a shock. But now that fact that I was so much taller than my mom made sense. It also explained why I was the only blue-eyed blonde in the family. But I wanted to know more.

"I love you too mom, but why, if you liked black people so much, did you keep me away from them."

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes.

"To protect you. I was afraid that you would be like me, and love black cock so much that you might ruin your life. I was lucky to find your father, but I miss the baby boy I never knew so much."

She started to cry. I couldn't help but cry too. I hugged my naked mom, and Rick wrapped a long arm around both of us. Suddenly we were interrupted by a voice.

"What the fuck is going on here."

We all looked up. It was my father, home early. Now I was in a real panic. My mother and I had both been caught naked with a naked black man. It didn't look good. I was speechless? What could any of us say. Oddly enough, my mother had no difficulty with the situation.

"Oh, hello John, you're early. This is Rick. He's Becky's boyfriend. He's a nice boy, and has very nice cock."

My mouth dropped open. What would my father do? I only hoped he didn't get violent and end up fighting Rick. But if my mother had surprised me, my dad absolutely shocked me. He smiled.

"Oh, hi Rick. Have you been fucking my wife as well? I'm sure she wouldn't let you out of the house without getting that huge hunk of meat inside her."

Rick blushed. I could see the red in his cheeks, through his beautiful black skin. So now I knew. Black people can blush. Dad looked at me with a grin.

"And I suppose I can take it for granted that you're not a virgin any more?"

My blush was much brighter than Rick's. What could I say?

"Well, I'm part virgin. I'm still an anal virgin."

Why did I say that? Was I trying to be funny? Or was it the memory of watching Rick's huge cock sliding into my mom's ass? If dad was shocked by what I said, he didn't show it. Quite the opposite.

"Oh, I'm sure Rick can fix that for you. With your mother's help."

And suddenly, my anal virginity became the subject of discussion. All the other stuff was forgotten – and I had a lot of questions to ask. My mother was quick to chip in.

"Oh yes, Becky, you've got to have Rick in your ass. He's amazing. We can do it right now, if you like. Your father won't mind."

I was stunned. So was Rick. Rather than getting excited at the idea, his cock had shrivelled. But dad seemed enthusiastic.

"Yes, why not. You all seem ready enough. Can I join in?"

And with that, my father started to strip. I could hardly believe it. Within seconds he was stark naked, with a huge hard on, smaller than Rick's, but still over 8 inches.

"While Rick fucks your ass, I'll fuck your mother's. Is that okay with everyone?"

My mother whispered loudly to my father.

"I've had to tell Becky that she's adopted. She's taken it well."

He came across and hugged me. It felt strange to feel my dad's erect cock pressing against my belly.

"I hope you're okay with that, Becky. You know how much we love you, don't you?"

I did. But now things were getting a little weird.

"Everyone wait on. Just wait on. Rick will fuck my ass when I'm good and ready. First I want a few questions answered. Like, since when have my sweet, conservative, white bread parents been sex maniacs!?"

My dad laughed.

"Oh, always. We met at an orgy. It's true. You're mother was the meat in a fuck sandwich, getting it up the ass and the cunt, when I wandered over and put my cock in her mouth. It was love at first bite."

They exchanged loving looks. This was too much.

My jaw dropped. Mom. In an orgy. With cocks in all her holes.

"We still go to those now and then, but mostly we keep it in small dinner party groups. Of course, Lenny likes to come over on Wednesdays because he says no one gives better head than your mom, which is true. It's the reason I married her."

Rick nodded his head, his cock flickering just a little at the memory. 

"Yeah, that's right. She does give great head."

This was crazy. Totally insane.

"No, no, no. You stay out of this Rick. All this can't be right. How come I've never noticed all this sex going on?" 

Mom chipped in here.

"Because you're our little girl and we wanted you to live your own life. Just because we do these sorts of things doesn't mean you have to."

I was silent for a while. Everyone stood looking at me, Rick included. 

My mom looked worried.

"I'm sorry that we've shocked you darling. We love you. Please don't hate us. We...we just wanted you to make your own choices."

I breathed deeply. Looked at them one by one. My parents. Who now I knew weren't my real parents. And Rick, the love of my life."

"So, I get to make my own choices? Right?"

My dad looked at me with a serious expression.

"Right. Whatever you want."

I smiled.

"Okay then. I want...I want Rick to fuck my ass."

My dad laughed. Mom almost started crying again. And Rick's cock sprung back to life. Mom wiped her eyes.

"Okay then, let's do it. On your knees my little girl."

So down I went, on my knees on the carpet. Mom knelt down and started to kiss my pussy. I squealed.

"Mom!"

She started licking around my asshole.

"It's okay dear. Just getting you ready."

But she seemed to be enjoying it as well. Then she pulled a tube of lubricant out of her handbag – I never knew she kept that handy – and squeezed a dollop on my asshole. A moment later she was sliding two fingers in and out.

Meanwhile, my father had lead Rick around to my face.

"Come on Becky, make him good and hard. It's better that way."

So now I had Rick's cock in my mouth and half my mother's hand up my ass. A few more minutes and mom decided her job was done.

"Okay Rick, she's ready."

He pulled his cock from my mouth and took up his position behind me. For a moment I tightened my ass cheeks. I was a little frightened. Mom's fingers had slid in easily, but Rick's cock was another thing all together. My father knelt down beside me, his cock just inches from my face.

"Don't worry baby, relax. Your mom has put lots of lubricant on Rick's cock. It'll hurt a little at first, but don't resist. You'll love it once you get going." 

So I relaxed my ass. Right away, I felt my mom's hand guiding Rick's cock to my asshole. I felt it press against the tight opening. With a grunt, he pushed hard against me. The first inch burnt like hell.

"Ohhhhh"

My dad knelt down again.

"Easy baby, easy. It's going in."

And it was. Another lunge from Rick, and his cock slipped in another two inches, then three, then four."

"OOOHHH....it hurtssss"

My mom spoke this time.

"Just a little further honey, just a little more, you're stretching beautifully. Oh it's so amazing to watch Rick's beautiful black cock slide into your ass. Where's your camera? Oh there it is1'

Yes, there I was, being split in half, and my mother decides to take pictures. With commentary.

"Oh it's so beautiful. Oh my. Oh it's going it all the way. Oh well done darling, oh yes, it's in all the way now!"

It was. And I was in screaming pain. But the pain started to ease a little as Rick started to slide in and out, in and out. Now my moaning was different. I understood what my mother had said. It was amazing.

"Oh yesssss...Oh yesss. Fuck my ass, Rick, fuck my assss harddd."

Rick was more than happy to oblige. I was pushing my ass back against his cock, trying to get every inch of him into me. Then I saw my dad, still kneeling beside me, cheering me on, and I lost control. I reached out and grabbed his cock. Hey, I was adopted, right? So what was the problem. A moment later I had his cock in my mouth. And he didn't try to stop me. Neither did my mother.

"Oh, my baby's got two cocks in her. Oh, it's so beautiful."

And she took another picture.

It was amazing. Wonderful. I was in absolute heaven. But then I had another idea.

"Daddy, you remember when you first met mom?"

He knew right away what I meant.

"You might be adopted, but you're just like your mother."

A moment later, Rick was on his back. I got on top of him and slid he monster into my cunt. It felt so good. But better was to come. As I lay on Rick's chest, my dad slid his cock into my ass.

"OOOOHHHHH"

All three of us groaned in ecstasy. Mom took another photo. Then she came round and sat her pussy on Rick's face. She wasn't going to miss out.

Rick and dad started pumping harder and harder. It was like a time bomb was ticking inside me. I could feel the pressure building, the ticking getting louder and louder. Suddenly, I exploded.

"OOOOOHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!"

Then suddenly I felt cum bursting into my ass and pussy. Dad and Rick had exploded as well. And then my mom came over Rick's face, her pussy juice running down his chin.

We collapsed in a cum filled heap, exhausted and utterly exhilarated. 

And mom took another photo.

Then she asked my dad a question.

"How come you're home so early."

Dad sat up.

"I almost forgot. Great news – I've found him."

My mom sat up, excited. 

"No! Really? After all these years? Oh my."

She started to cry. I was confused.

"What's going on? Found who? Why is mom crying."

My dad put an arm around my mother's shoulder. My mom looked at him.

"It's okay John, she knows."

I was starting to get angry.

"Knows about what?"

Dad looked at me with a serious expression.

"Your mother's baby. The one she had 20 years ago. We've been trying to track him down for years. And today I found out where he lives. I know who adopted him."

Mom was crying again.

"Where is he John, where's my baby?"

My father held her tighter.

"He was adopted by a doctor and his wife, James and Eliza Riverdale. He's just across town."

Then, to everyone's surprise, Rick spoke. And weirdest of all, I saw that he was crying.

"No, he's not across town."

My mother looked at him, almost a little angry. What was he doing, interrupting my dad?

"What do you mean, Rick?"

Rick wiped tears from his cheek.

"I mean he's not across town. He's here. James and Eliza Riverdale are my parents. They told me years ago that I was adopted. So I guess that means...that means..."

He was crying to much to speak.

My mother, still naked, leaped across and held him in her arms, her tiny lily white body hugging his huge black torso.

"My baby! My baby! Oh, my baby!'

By now we were all crying. It was crazy. Only a little while ago, Rick had been fucking my mother's ass. Since then we'd discovered that she wasn't my mother – but she was his.

So we were brothers, but we weren't. And we were lovers. Definitely. And the whole world has suddenly got strangely complicated. 

And it all started with a little chatroom conversation. 

What would happen next? Who knows. It was going to be interesting, very interesting indeed. 



Interracial Cuckold With A Twist



Hamilton O'Keefe smiled to himself as he thrust his cock deep inside Michael Voltaire's asshole. The big and tall Black man squealed as the young Australian slammed his twelve-inch White dick deep inside of him. Nothing a bisexual stud like Hamilton loved more than fucking Black male ass, except maybe fucking Black female ass. Holding firmly onto Michael's hips, he slammed his cock even deeper inside of him. Sitting nearby, Michael's wife Lamika watched them, fingering her pussy. Hamilton winked at the chubby Black woman. Earlier, he fucked her in the ass just like he was now fucking her husband. And the bitch was still glowing from it.

Meet Hamilton O'Keefe, ladies and gentlemen. A young Australian man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. He's twenty five years old, and has never met a rule he didn't love breaking. He moved to the Canadian Province of Ontario from his hometown of Gosford, New South of Wales, in the Commonwealth of Australia. Hamilton had gotten in trouble with certain members of the Australian criminal underground. Fucking other men's wives was never a safe thing to do. Especially if you're a low-level enforcer for some of the most dangerous criminal overlords in the entirety of the Commonwealth of Australia. And since banging other men's wives happened to be Hamilton's passion, his luck eventually ran out. His bosses found out he was fucking their wives behind their backs, and put a hit out on him. Hamilton O'Keefe decided to get the heck out of dodge, or in this case the vastness of the Commonwealth of Australia.

Now Hamilton was hiding out in the Province of Ontario, way up there in the Confederation of Canada. A cold, boring place which he loathed with passion. And he was still up to his old tricks. Making money through illicit means and sleeping around. That's why this bisexual Australian roughneck hooked up with Michael Voltaire and Lamika Jean Voltaire, a professional Black couple living in the City of Ottawa. They're swingers, and the man of the house also happens to be queer and very submissive. That made them a perfect match for Hamilton O'Keefe, a bisexual Australian man who loves his chocolate in both male and female form. Oh, yeah. He didn't believe in discrimination based on race or gender. He was an equal opportunity ass fucker.

Hamilton had been cruising downtown the City of Ottawa's bar scene when this attractive Black couple caught his eye. The man was big and tall, ruggedly handsome and built like a professional football player. The woman was tall, kind of sexy and chubby, with big tits, wide hips and a big round ass. They looked really good together. Hamilton, an insatiable sexual opportunist, mentally played a game with himself. Wondering which one he'd fuck if given the chance. As if reading his mind, the Voltaire approached him. They bought him a drink and began to talk. And the rest, as they say, was history. As it turns out, Michael Voltaire, proud member of the Ottawa Police Service, was also a closet bisexual. His wife Lamika Jean Voltaire, a local schoolteacher, was fully supportive of her husband's bisexual tendencies. That's why she was an eager participant in his 'masculine' adventures.

The Voltaire brought Hamilton back to their house, a neat duplex in the town of Orleans, right outside the City of Ottawa. Once there, they sat him in their living room and had another round of drinks. And somehow, the three of them ended up naked on the couch. Hamilton smiled to himself as he remembered Michael and Lamika kneeling before him and sucking his dick at the same time. Hot damn. They were both so damn good. He closed his eyes as they worked on him. They eagerly sucked at his cock and balls. And when he came, they drank his manly seed like their lives depended on it. 

They licked him dry, and then the fun really began. First, he had a go with Lamika. He put the big-booty Black woman on all fours and spanked her big Black ass before fucking her from behind. Holding her wide hips, he slammed his dick into her pussy while her husband Michael watched, jerking off his big Black dick. Hamilton O'Keefe thrust his cock deep inside Lamika Voltaire's womanhood, loving the feel of her tight Black pussy around his big White cock. He spanked her big Black ass as he slammed his dick inside her cunt, loving the way it jiggled. Nothing like the sight of a big-booty Black woman's rear end jiggling. It was a definitely unique sight, and Hamilton couldn't get enough of it. 

While fucking Lamika Jean Voltaire's cunt, Hamilton O'Keefe asked her how she felt about ass fucking. Her answer was to pull his dick out of her pussy, and spread her big Black ass cheeks wide open. Good answer, as far as Hamilton was concerned. He pressed his dick against Lamika's asshole and go ready to push it inside. That's when Michael handed Hamilton a bottle of lubricant, and Hamilton made good use of it. He lubricated both his cock and Lamika's asshole, then penetrated her. The big Black woman squealed as the young Australian slowly but surely worked his dick into her asshole. Nothing Hamilton loved more than a tight Black ass around his dick. Back in New South Wales, he'd fucked a lot of Aboriginal Australian women. He was in fact notorious for chasing Aboriginal Australian pussy. The White women of New South Wales resented him for it but hey, the guy had his preferences and his priorities.

With a song in his heart Hamilton filled Lamika's asshole with his manly cum. He pumped her up, slamming his dick into her asshole. Lamika was no stranger to butt fucking. And the big Black woman took everything that Hamilton had to give her, face down and ass up. Hardly a groan or sigh left her lips. Hamilton smacked her ass and sank his cock deeper inside her asshole. And at last Lamika squealed. Hamilton laughed as the big Black woman squealed while being ass fucked, just like he knew she would. He pumped his cock into her butt hole, making her scream and cream like only a man with a twelve-inch dick could. They went at it until he came, flooding her asshole with his manly cum. He could still hear Lamika's screams of passionate pleasure echo in his mind, long after he finished fucking her.

Hamilton O'Keefe pulled his dick out of Lamika Jean Voltaire's now gaping asshole. Wow. It was the most beautiful thing he'd seen in ages. The Black woman slumped on the couch, tired and happy from getting fucked. Hamilton barely had a moment to draw breath before Michael was on him. The big and tall Black man wanted some of him. Hamilton took the lube and made Michael Voltaire assume the position. And just like that, round two began. Hamilton smeared lube all over his dick, and also applied lubricant all over Michael's asshole. He pressed his dick against the big and tall Black man's puckered asshole. And slowly but surely, he began working his dick inside the Black man's ass. Meanwhile, Lamika sat on the couch and watched the Australian as he fucked her husband in the ass. Hamilton held Michael by the hips and thrust his cock deep inside of him. Michael's asshole was quite supple and Hamilton knew at once that like his big-booty Black wife, the manly Black stud was no stranger to ass fucking.

Michael Voltaire stroked his big Black dick as Hamilton O'Keefe worked his thick White cock up his ass. Meanwhile, Lamika Voltaire fucked her own pussy with a slim dildo while watching the two men go at it. Hamilton slammed his cock deep inside Michael. He hadn't fucked a Black man in a while. How he'd missed the feel of Black male ass around his member. The gay and bisexual Black men he met in the City of Ottawa for the most part dealt with Hispanic or Arabic men. Or other Black men. This left Hamilton quite frustrated, since he craved Black male ass most of all. Even more than he craved Black female ass sometimes. He loved to ass fuck macho Black guys like Michael Voltaire. He didn't like sissy Black men, only rough and tough, manly Black men. 

Now that he finally had a juicy piece of Black male asshole to fuck, Hamilton O'Keefe wanted to make up for lost time. So he slammed his dick up Michael Voltaire's ass with a passion. The big and tall Black man squealed, yes, squealed, as Hamilton's dick came close to literally tearing his ass apart. And he absolutely loved it. For Michael Voltaire was a power bottom all the way. Nothing he loved more than a big dick up his ass. Especially a magnificent piece of hard White dick like Hamilton's awesome rod of power. Michael heard himself scream, urging Hamilton to fuck him harder. The bisexual Australian didn't need to be told twice. He slammed his dick inside Michael's asshole like ass fucking was going out of style. Hamilton hadn't had Black male ass in ages, and he wanted to make up for lost time. He fucked Michael's ass until he came, flooding the Black man's asshole with his cum. Just like he had happily flooded his big -booty Black wife's asshole earlier. Then he pulled out. Michael's screams of passion mingled with Hamilton's as both men slumped on the floor, spent.

Moments later, they were joined by a very horny Lamika Jean Voltaire. Tired of sitting on the sidelines, the lady of the house wanted in on the action. And she wouldn't take no for an answer. The big Black woman grabbed hold of both their dicks and took them into her mouth. Michael Voltaire and Hamilton O'Keefe sighed in pleasure as Lamika Jean Voltaire sucked their cocks eagerly, draining them of their manly fluids. Both men sighed in pleasure, and exchanged a passionate kiss. Then the three of them went to the showers, and Hamilton left the Voltaire residence. The Australian had a big smile on his face. Hot damn, this Voltaire couple was amazing. He had no idea Black swingers were this cool. He would definitely visit them again, and soon. 



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Andre West fidgeted in his car seat. "OK," he whispered into his watch, like it was a spy gadget from a James Bond movie, "the time is 17:30 hours and I've been surveilling the unknown address for two hours with no sign of any movement other than the mailman leaving a package." Did it matter that he didn't have a smart watch recording him, that his watch was a decade old Timex that only told time? Ehhh, not so much. Clearly, he was going a little loopy with no one to talk to and trying his best to stay under the radar slouched down in the back seat of his Tahoe. He wasn't a private eye or a police detective on a case, he was a man on a mission to get some answers. He had been dating an amazing woman named Asali Attison for 6 months. They were in love by all reasonable measures. The problem was, she was still being distant and guarded. Normally, any two people with that much in common, who had amazing, mind-blowing sex, who were interested in a long-term commitment with each other wanted to spend every waking moment with each other. Asali was being secretive. For no discernable reason whatsoever, she wanted "space." On the nights they didn't spend together, she would very often rush off the phone and he could tell there was something just not right. 

A decade or so ago, Andre might have had to just settle for her answer that she just wanted time alone but Andre had the internet. He did a background check on her and found out that she had two addresses listed in Dallas. He had been to her loft plenty of times. This other address, the one he had been camped out in front of for a couple of hours was a condo she had never even mentioned. It's a good thing he had tinted windows because a Black man in a strange neighborhood sitting in his car for any length of time was enough to cause his name to become a hashtag. He was stealth. He had an empty Big Gulp cup with a very secure lid just in case he had to pee and he made sure he was dressed professionally so it would lessen the chances that someone might think he was some sort of thug and chase him through the neighborhood, you know, standing their ground. Oddly enough, he saw some scraggly-looking white guy walk past a few times who looked like he could have been an extra on the set of Breaking Bad and none of the neighbors even raised an eyebrow. Meanwhile, Andre made sure he wasn't listening to hip-hop on his car radio, he had jazz playing very softly on his phone, and he had his driver's license, registration, and car insurance cards on the front seat of the car so he wouldn't have to reach in the glove box for them. Oh, the things Black men have to do in an average day to avoid getting shot. 

His time in the car was over as he saw Asali's black Infinity pull into the parking space for the unit. She got out, dressed like she had just come from the office, and sauntered in her confident, sexy way to the mailboxes and got her package. Andre decided he was going to wait for her to get to the front door, with her key in the lock before he decided to approach her. Just as he was about to open the door to his truck, a late model Honda Accord pulled up and parked in the second space for the unit. Andre froze. Of all the scenarios he had run in his head, Asali cheating was never one of them. That's what Andre kept telling himself, even as he saw a white man get out of the car and greet her on the walkway, open the door with his own set of keys and let her enter the unit first. 

To say that Andre was heartbroken was an understatement. He took a few minutes to gather himself and fight back the tears. If she had some sort of sugar daddy/jungle fever, she could go straight to hell, do not pass go, do not collect $200. Steeling his nerves, he slammed the door of his truck a little too hard and blinked a few times to make sure that he didn't have any tears in his eyes. He knocked on the door with the force of someone who was not selling Girl Scout cookies. 

The white man answered. His face showed signs of shock and fear. "Andre! I uhmmmmm. Hold on, let me get her." 

"Who the fuck are you and how the hell do you know my name? Yeah, tell her to come to the door right now because I want some answers." Andre's voice was getting a couple of octaves higher and he could feel his emotions boiling over. The white guy left him standing outside. He didn't want to make a scene and have the police called so he waited patiently. He loved Asali. More than any woman he had ever loved before. This was just not happening. No fucking way. 

Dressed in a stunning red knit dress that hugged her body but that was still professional, she took his hand and pulled him inside. "Sweetie, I am so sorry. I can explain." In the seconds that had passed, it was clear there were tears in her eyes as well. She stood still, waiting for him to say something. Not letting go of his hand, she led him to the living room and motioned for him to sit down. 

"Todd, come here please." The white guy tentatively came out of what was surely a bedroom as the place was exquisitely decorated but very small. The kitchen was a galley kitchen and there was a breakfast bar that appeared to serve as the dining room. In the corner of the living room there was a desk with a desktop computer set up. There was no TV and there didn't seem to be any happy couple pictures of the two of them framed anywhere. Andre was devastated but he waited for the explanation. Todd, wearing the remnants of his business suit from work, stood silently, 

"I didn't know how to tell you and I realize now what a mistake it was to keep it from you and I'm so very sorry. Andre this is Todd, Todd Wentley." 

"Really? This dude? You are fucking around on me with him? I'm outta here." Andre was emotional and irrational. He got up and Asali cut him off.

"Noooo, it's not like that. It's . . . it's complicated. Let me explain." They sat down on the sofa again, this time, her soft hand covered his. He wanted to pull away he was so disgusted but the part of his brain that adored her wanted this to be all a joke, a terrible, horrible, unbelievable, complex joke where cameras were going to pop out and let him know that he was being pranked. She continued. "I know I should have told you when we first started getting serious but there just didn't seem like a good time. And after a while, I realized that I should have told you in the beginning and then I was just ashamed and embarrassed by the whole situation. I didn't want to lose you and I wasn't ready to give up Todd." 

"Oh hell no! I swear to God if you tell me that you love this dude I will lose my mind. Him? Get the fuck outta here! If you want him, you can have him!" He pulled his hand away, devastated. 

"Andre! Stop! It's not like that. I own him. He belongs to me." The room fell silent. 

The look of confusion on Andre's face was apparent. He sat back down this time and he collected his thoughts for a moment. The silence was deafening but Asali knew him well enough to let him have his space to process. He was aware that she had been a Domme and had dominated white men in the past but he thought that it was just that . . . in the past. Not once did they ever have a conversation about it being in the present. Andre was still shaky but he needed details. He couldn't even fully pay attention; in his head he was trying to figure out how they could go back to the way things were 2 days ago, before he even had a clue that there was a secret love nest. 

He took a couple of deep breaths and he queried. "So, this guy is so important to you that you would rather risk our relationship than let him go? Is that how it is? I cut off all my previous relationships when we fell in love." The word love sounded flat and empty to him as it left his lips. 

"Listen, it's not how it seems. I've invested a lot of time and energy into him. I've created him to be exactly what I want and need and he's . . . he's exceptional. He's just too valuable an asset to just throw away."

Andre was incensed! "This dude? You're telling me that this white man satisfies you sexually so much so that . . . I'm going to be sick. Where's the bathroom?" Andre's whole world was turning upside down and inside out. 

"Stop it! Andre! You have to calm down. Tell him, Todd, tell him what you do for a living." 

Todd spoke up softly, trying to help ease the tension in the room. "I work as the Director of Social Media for the Dallas Police Department. Well, that's my official title. In actuality, in secret, I function as a liaison between the media and the community to hold the police accountable when I can verify that they are doing something racist or that there are suspicious circumstances surrounding any incident that involves race that they might try to cover up." 

"Right," Andre interjected, "I'm supposed to believe that whitey here is champion for the oppressed black man. Give me two fucking breaks. This bitch doesn't even know what racism means, let alone can he do anything about it. He sold you a bill of goods. What he really means is he deletes comments from their Facebook page that the police don't like. That's his damn job. And how the hell did you get that fucking job in the first place Mr. Black Lives Matter?" 

Both Asali and Todd smiled. "Well, I got him the job. He got a divorce slightly after I met him and he needed a fresh start so he moved from Seattle to Dallas and let's just say I know people who got him the job. People with secrets. People in positions of power who don't want their secrets told so the job was created for him at my behest. The fact that he is spying on the cops and making their questionable actions known to the press is our little secret. I promise he's legit. You have to trust me. Todd, tell Andre what racism means." 

Todd didn't even hesitate. "Racism is NOT one race not liking another race. Racism is the historic, systematic, and institutionalized oppression of people of color by Caucasians in their efforts to perpetuate the fallacy of white supremacy in order for them to maintain the power structures that allow them to have social, economic, educational, financial, and vocational privileges. People of color cannot be racist. They can be bigoted, they can be biased, but they can't be racist. More importantly, even if Black people are bigoted, it does not hold the same weight, power, and privilege racist white people have." 

He had Andre's attention. It took him a full minute to collect his thoughts enough to speak. "OK, OK, so he can repeat what you taught him. Good little monkey. But that doesn't mean that he is really champion for the Black race. I've yet to meet a white man who . . ."

"Quiz him," Asali interrupted. "Pick a topic. Any topic. The Trans-Atlantic Slave trade. The principles of Afrocentricity. White privilege. Slave mentality. He's read Asante, Akbar, Marimba Ani, he can quote John Henrik Clark. He is not just a parrot that can repeat what I've told him. I've trained him, I've shaped him, and I've educated him. That's what I meant by I said he's far too exceptional to let go. Let me explain, please." 

Andre sat back on the sofa. He was confused but he wanted some sort of explanation that made sense to him. He nodded. 

"When I met Todd two years ago, the best he could do was say, 'Racism isn't fair.' He was of the mindset that if it didn't affect him personally, he didn't have to think about race even though he has only been attracted to Black women for almost all his adult life. I decided to manipulate his sexuality in order to refashion him into exactly what I wanted him to be. I would restrain him, handcuff him to the bed and I would whisper in his ear. I would stroke him, stroke his dick. I would bring him to the brink of orgasm over and over and over again. I reprogrammed his brain. I took the things that he loved, things that aroused him like having his nipples stimulated and I would manipulate them for hours, all the while training and teaching him. I associated his sexual pleasure with the things I wanted him to learn, the things I wanted him to become. He would be out of his mind, crazed with lust, begging for release, and I transformed him into my perfect pet. He will do anything I tell him to do, without question or hesitation. He craves the things that turn me on; craves them as if his life depends on it."

"You have sex with him? Oh, hell no. You have got to be fucking kidding me!" 

"No, no, no," she interjected, "that's not it at all. He doesn't really service me sexually, He has never in two years eaten my pussy. He . . . well . . . he services . . . Black men for me. I get off on watching him suck and get fucked. He gets off on it. It's like I said, he craves it."

"Oh, he's gay? Yeah, figures. White boys!" 

"Well, not exactly. I suppose you could say that but it's a lot more complex than that. See, well . . . let him explain it to you." 

Todd spoke up in his defense again. "I'm attracted to Black women. I will always be attracted to Black women first and foremost. That doesn't mean my sexuality is singular however. I'm not gay. I'm not a sissy. I don't have a need to dress up as a woman to assume a submissive role, I would never demean women in that way. I respect them too much to assert that wearing some heels and some makeup means that I am somehow transformed into a woman. I'm not a woman, I'm a man who is submissive, I'm a man who is bisexual and I enjoy pleasing Black men and I don't have to pretend to be forced in order to do it. I love pleasing my Mistress and it gives me intense pleasure to feel a hard dick explode in my mouth or ass and know that I was able to do that. I love pleasing Black men for her. I love making her proud of me. I experience pleasure from being penetrated, whether it is from her divine strapon, one of my toys, or if it is from one of her lovers. I'm so very grateful that Mistress allows me release but I know that I will never be allowed to pleasure her sexually. I know I'm not deserving of that honor. That is purely the domain of the Black men she allows into her heart as lovers."

Andre coughed and blinked. He knew by now not to over-react and to just listen. He was trying to process it all. He continued looking around the small condo. The bookshelves were packed with hundreds of books on black history, black psychology, and black culture. There was no TV but he figured the computer could be used for streaming media. The complex looked like it had been built in the 60s but the interior had clearly been updated with dark hardwood floors and a semi-open floorplan that would not have been the style a half a century ago. Andre studied Todd, now sitting, who looked nervous but not overly so as he was clearly taking his cues from Asali. In the average Black person's lifetime they NEVER meet a white person who understands and is sympathetic to the issues of race so it would have been easier if someone handed Andre a piece of paper and said, "Here is a Chinese calculus problem solve for 近平" 

Todd continued. "Eradicating racism has become my mission in life. Whereas when I first met Mistress, I could distance myself from race, now it consumes every part of my life. I attack racism online every chance I get knowing that for every one person I dismantle, there are thousands of other lurkers there reading and learning like I did. I feel like it's my place to use my energy to combat what my Mistress has had to endure every day of her life." 

"Man, this is too much to handle. I'm not sure I can understand everything that is being said. I will give him credit for at least being more knowledgeable about racism than the vast majority of white people but you can't seriously think that he . . . I mean come on . . . wait . . . what? This is all so confusing." 

Asali turned to him and lifted his face to hers. "Beloved King. I take full responsibility for your confusion because of my deception. I knew from the minute I met you that I wanted you in my life. I allowed my fears of rejection by you to keep this secret. I was so ashamed of myself for what I considered cheating that I rationalized that I had to lie. Trust me, if it had been any other sub, I would have dismissed them before you and I had our first kiss. Todd is different. Sweetie, he's not just a mimicking what I tell him to say, however, he's come up with his own theories of racism in his efforts to dismantle it. I mean, he blew my mind with his concepts. Honestly, you need to hear him out."

Todd raised his eyebrow signaling he was asking Andre for permission to explain himself. Andre flicked his hand in Todd's general direction, indicating that he had the floor, he had better impress him. "The way I see it, racism permeates every single solitary facet of our society. There is not one single area where it doesn't persist so white people as a rule can't say, 'I'm not racist, I wasn't raised racist,' and all the other rhetoric and clichés they spout when they are trying to silence people of color. Our nation was built on the foundation of racism. There has never been a point in our history, recent or distant, where whites have been forced to collectively address, acknowledge, or heal their racist beliefs so they persists like a cancer. Every childhood book has whites as the heroes. Every TV show shows whites as upstanding and virtuous and saving the day. Magazines show people who look like me as the 100 most beautiful people in the world, the world where we only make up 10% of the population. History books tell us that whites invented everything great when in actuality we stole everything great from people of color; violently stole I might add. School districts are zoned so that whites get the best educations and Blacks get . . . well, you get the idea. No white person can escape the breadth and depth of racism. Racism is the default disease of our society and it has been since whites invaded, stole, and inhabited this nation. Of course, racism had gone rampant and continues to do so with the advent of technology. I've identified four very distinct classes of racism that persist in this country, and this country is vastly different than any other because of its history of slavery and the long-term effects that linger unaddressed." 

"First, there are the blatant racists. They are the Klan members, the Neo-Nazi's, the white supremacists. They are the most vocal about hating Black people. They will claim that they are white purists, trying to advance the cause of the white race. They stay isolated from anyone different from themselves but if you go on their computer's you will find gigabytes upon gigabytes of interracial porn. Trust me, I've been in the crime lab when the techs go through their computers, I've seen time and time again that the most staunch racist will have thousands of files of interracial porn on their computers. But no one tells you that. That's the secret that whites get to keep." 

"The second group consists of the vast and overwhelming majority of white people in this country. The members of the second group are equally as racist, but they are the most adamant that they are not. They are the ones who troll African American websites telling Black people that they are racist. They believe Blacks are inferior, and they defend whiteness at all costs. They tell the racist jokes at work and get offended if someone catches them. Talk about denial, their own children will be addicted to meth, heroin, and cocaine and they will swear that it's only Blacks who are the criminals. Just look at the internet, look at any porn site. White people abound posting their videos of them doing depraved, perverted, extreme things yet white people will swear that Blacks are the sexual savages, driven by lust. They feel entitled to everything, they think that the world owes them. They come to the defense of any and every white person who is accused of being racist like they know them personally. They swear racism doesn't exist and but they will call a Black person racist in the blink of an eye. Their mantra is, 'Martin Luther King said,' and they always have a Black "friend" who seems to cosign their racism. They mimic conservative talk show hosts and media and they have never once challenged or questioned their own racism or beliefs about race." 




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"Group 2 not only watches interracial porn, they have all sorts of interracial sex in real life. The white men are actively engaged with gay sex with Black men in percentages too staggering for my little mind to comprehend. There are so many married white women having gangbangs in hotels with Black men they meet on craigslist it should be considered a national pastime. My domain, where I came from, fetish and domination websites, they have millions of profiles with pictures with white men showing their faces proclaiming that they are submissive to the superior Black race. But those same men have never once challenged their erroneous beliefs about Blacks. They still hold on to the core racist beliefs that Black men are only as valuable as the inches between their legs, that Black women are ghetto hoochies and reality star drama queens. The same white men who are sucking black dicks in glory holes and the back seat of their cars, who are pimping their wives out to Black men for unprotected sex, are the same ones in corporate boardrooms who are making deals that keep Black people disenfranchised and oppressed." 

"The third group is where I fell when I first met Ma'am. I was in the silent offenders. I knew that Black lives mattered and that terrible racial injustice existed. I knew that the hatred of Obama was because of his race but I didn't have to think about it too much so I could be upset for the total amount of time it took me to read a news article and then compartmentalize it and put it away. The third group of whites thinks racism is bad but they aren't willing to do anything about it, they don't want to rock the boat, so they are just as complicit as the first two categories. The issue with the third group is that while they won't burn a cross and they a have sincere desire not to be racist, they still are because you can't be anti-racist until you study, until you learn, until you dismantle the fucked up baggage that we whites have inherited that tells us that the sun rises and sets around us. That's what I didn't understand until I met Mistress. She showed me that my apathy meant that I was contributing to the problem, that I was in fact, racist. That's the hardest thing for white people to hear. There is no greater insult than to be called racist." 

"The final group doesn't even make up one half of one percent of the white population. The last group are the true anti-racists who acknowledge that we have privileges based on our race and that history has been distorted to depict us as superior when we as a race have been guilty of the most heinous aggressions against people of color around the globe. The last group has taken off our rose-colored glasses and we see the hypocrisy and irony of stealing land, enslaving people and then proclaiming yourself superior. We, the last group, are truly the minority. It's my job as part of that minority to fight racism with every ounce of my being. Ma'am taught me that. "

Andre's jaw almost hit the floor. He paused momentarily to collect his thoughts. "Ain't that some shit! I've never even heard a black person explain it so succinctly before. Is this for real?" Asali and Todd both smiled. "So wait a minute. I'm willing to concede that this guy is on some new shit. No doubt. But I'm still a little confused about the sucking and fucking part. Don't think I missed the part about him sucking your lovers off. I know he hasn't ever sucked my dick so whose dick is he sucking exactly? You bring other men over here for him to screw while you watch? Is that what you do on the nights you aren't with me?" 

Asali could do nothing but apologize again. It was her fault Andre had all these doubts and insecurities. If she had been honest with him from the beginning none of this would be an issue right now. She explained that they had not had anyone else involved in their play in almost a year. She also explained that she felt a sense of obligation to Todd to him to keep him aroused so that he could continue to fight for justice both at work and at home because she didn't feel that his efforts to put his life on the line to fight for equality should go unrewarded and she didn't just want to release him from ownership. 

"On the nights I spend time with him, I usually let him sniff my pantyhose and massage my feet. I might fuck him with a dildo or a strapon until he releases. When I think he's done a particularly good job at work, when he's exposed something major, I will let him have my panties to sniff and lick while he masturbates. I allow him to wear a butt plug when he's at home and I keep him aroused with stories of how you fuck me. That's how he knew exactly who you were when you knocked on the door. He is allowed to fuck himself with toys and I even got a machine that I turn on really slowly and I keep him edging for a few hours while I tease him. I've told him that I will allow him to see other Dommes and even date other women but he's okay with the situation as it is. Seeing as we are in full confession mode I have to tell you that it turns me on to get him in that sub space where he craves stimulation. I do get aroused. I make sure I release all that arousal allllll over you when we are together but Todd is not the only one getting pleasure from our little sessions." 

Andre got up and walked around the small apartment. He was trying to collect his thoughts. Even though Todd had seen pictures of Andre seeing him in person was a little overwhelming in real life. They made a beautiful couple. The man pacing back and forth made love to the woman of his dreams, it was hard to wrap his mind around. Todd felt something emotional welling up inside him but it wasn't exactly jealousy. It was pride. There was joy in knowing that his Mistress was happy, that she had found someone so much like her that complimented her. If there were any feelings of jealousy, it was in his desire to see what was beneath that dress shirt and slacks that fit his toned body. 

Andre cleared his throat. "OK, how do you say it, full confession mode? Alright, I have some confessing to do too. I've been . . . there have been a few . . . I know some white guys who love to take a walk on the wild side, or the dark side if you will. At every point in my life I've had white men trying to get in my pants. When I was in college, the coach of the football team would bend over the desk and beg to get pounded. Shit, my roommate sucked me off every night. Whenever I'm single, I know I can always go online and within a few hours, meet up with some white guy who is willing to suck me off with no strings attached. I used to know this couple and the guy wanted to watch while I fucked his wife but that didn't do it for me so much. Fucking white women is not that great compared to sistas."

Todd chuckled, "Ain't that right," and they shared a bonding moment. 

"If I'm being fully honest," Andre continued, "I love the power of having white men service me, bow to me. I've often tried to do what you guys are doing here but on a much smaller scale. I've tried to get white men to see my humanity, not objectify me when they are down there on their knees, sucking my dick. I tell them about what it means to be a Black man, that it is much more than having a big dick, but I've never invested any time in them. I've never wanted anything to do with them after I get my nut. I've never met anyone like Todd though, that's for sure. It makes sense that I'm clearly not the only Black man being serviced by white men and I know it's extremely prevalent I just never, I mean you just never hear anything about it in the media so it's easy to believe that it's isolated and rare if you don't examine and think about it."

In the blink of an eye, things went from zero to sixty. Asali stood up and kissed Andre. She was turned on by his revelations, by the ease with which he was able to share his history with her. She was aroused because she had spent months fantasizing about him joining her and Todd and them dominating him together: she the psychological manipulatrix who was able to arouse him with just a whisper and Andre who was willing to lend his Hershey colored temple of perfection to be worshiped and adored while she watched. This was her kinky dreams come true. 

She pulled away and turned her head to Todd. "Todd, meet your new Daddy." Andre, still caught up in the rapture of her sweet, seductive kiss, squeezed her ass playfully, speaking in their non-verbal code that he was down for anything and everything that she had in mind. He loved her. He, like Todd, wanted anything that made her happy. 

Todd responded to the sound of Asali's sexy voice like a Pavlovian dog, his breathing got quicker and the nerve endings in his body were on full alert and his mouth salivated. He loved seeing her aroused. 

"Come with me," she said and she pulled Andre along behind her as she went to the bedroom door. She gave instructions before opening it. "The rules are the same for you as they are for my sweet submissive. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, no always means no, and there are no judgements within these walls." 

She probably had to explain those rules to the other people that entered the room but he and she had been lovers for a while, he understood her in all her complex and beguiling wonder. He was trusting that she understood the reason for his deception was based on the same fear of rejection that she had had with him. He was reasonably assured that she was not going to think less of him if he revealed a past that was not 100% what he had previously admitted to. He had butterflies in his stomach but his hardening erection worked to distract him just a bit. 

Inside the room it was just as he had imagined. There was a large, queen-sized bed on the right side of the room, clearing the way for the rest of the space that had sex toys and equipment set up all over. There was what was the equivalent of a dog's bed at the foot of the bed. Andre pointed and asked, "Is that where you sleep?"

Todd shook his head no. "I used to. I mean, I would sleep there when Ma'am would sleep here or when we had company. But she hasn't slept her in a long time and Mistress told me that it was fine if I slept in the bed every night, that she didn't mind. She's always been so thoughtful and generous that way. It's one of the reasons I fell in luuhhhhhvvv . . ." His words trailed off into the ethosphere. He knew he had overstepped his boundaries. Sure, he and Andre had bonded but his role was as a submissive, not a lover. He never wanted his Queen to know that he loved her because he didn't want her to be burdened with such unnecessary information. She would never love him back and he knew it. It was an unrequited love that tortured his every waking thought but it was also the same impetus to the sweet imprisonment of eternal servitude at the feet of the one he adored more than any other. 

Sensing his discomfort, Asali tilted his eyes towards her, lifting his chin with her finger. "I've known you loved me from the day I told you that you belonged to me. It was pretty easy to figure out. Listen . . . I love you, too. With that, she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. 

Ten thousand volts of electricity shot through Todd's body. The world could end in that second and he would die the happiest man on earth. He was in a daze. He wasn't even entirely sure what happened. All he knew was his very next conscious experience was watching Asali and Andre making love on the bed in front of him. He was nude, restrained in chastity, nipple clamps firmly in place, and one of his vibrating butt plugs was in his ass. Asali had never had sex with anyone in front of him before. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. 

It was exactly as if Todd was living the experience through Andre, like their consciences got mixed up somehow and Todd could look down and see and feel what Andre was experiencing. He could feel the warmth of her lips as he kissed them and the fullness of her magnificent breasts capped by protruding rock-hard nipples that were created to be sucked. In the heat of the moment they changed bodies and Andre gifted him with the opportunity to experience Heaven on Earth. Every thrust he gave her, burying his dick in the deep recesses of her exquisite universe, was him giving his heart his soul and his love and feeling her wet, hot, slippery, frothy love being given in return. 

Andre was purposed. He had become masterful at reading Asali's body and crafting his love-making around her responses. Her moans told him everything he wanted to know in a covert code of grunts and groans that translated to how much pleasure she was experiencing. Soft whimpers let him know that she was luxuriating in the sensations and wanted them to last as long as possible. Loud breathing meant that she was climbing the ladder of ecstasy and craved more stimulation. Feral, hedonistic grunts of un- intelligible origins signaled that she was in a primal state between the throes of pure, unadulterated pleasure and cosmic, orgasmic bliss. 

Asali rode him. She rode him hard. She was taking her own pleasure and nothing could stop her. Todd stood mesmerized. The room filled with the scent of her wet pussy and sweat and pheromones. Breathing deeply, intoxicated and bewildered, Todd's soul ached. Before his eyes, he could see his Mistress cumming, impaling herself on the erect staff of her true Ebony King. Exhausted, she fell to the bed; exhausted and satisfied. 

Andre, satisfied and drained sexually and emotionally but still unfulfilled physically, signaled for Todd to kneel at his feet as he stood. It was Todd's turn to whimper and moan. He knelt before the powerful man and looked up. He dare not make a move until told to do so. Andre's dick was beautiful: thick and long and standing proud and tall. With his hands on his hips he directed Todd, "SUCK IT!"

Trembling, light-headed, Todd reached for that dick and held it in his white hand. The contrast in coloring was amazing to him. Even in the darkness of the evening light, he could clearly see the glistening juices of his Mistress thickly coating the entire length of that gorgeous penis. His tongue came out of his parted lips and touched the silky glans of his new Daddy. Salty, sweet precum mixed with heady, earthy lady-cum and filled his taste buds. Todd licked like a puppy licks his brand new owner's face on Christmas morning. He wanted to taste every drop. As many times as he'd imagined it, as many times as he had fantasized about tasting his Mistress' pussy, never had he imagined it would taste like such sublime joy. 

Todd transitioned from licking to full-on sucking rather smoothly. Before long, he was handling it like a pro, like he had been trained, and practiced, and he loved to do. He used all his skills. He wanted to please Asali and Andre equally. He wanted her to know that he had been worth the investment and that he appreciated everything she had given him, made him into being. He wanted to please him because he wanted his new Dom to enjoy being serviced and pleasured by a white man, to want more, to feed him that dick and let him swallow that cum all the time. He wanted to be a slut for his new Daddy. 

Andre was blown away for the second time in one night. Meeting a white man who had the racial sensitivity and consciousness of the most ardent Black activist and academic was mind-blowing. Having that same white man on his knees in front of him and giving him head that was blowing his mind as he was about to blow his wad was too much to process. Andre gently started fucking his face, not brutally at all, but he clearly took control. 

Todd's senses were on overload. In a parallel, surreal universe this could never happen. But it was happening, here and now. And just when he thought things couldn't get any better, he felt her presence kneeling directly behind him. Her moist, naked flesh pressed against his back. Her nails pinched his nipples. She whispered in his ear, "Suck that beautiful dick for me. Show me how you love it. Show me how much you need it. Prove to Dre that you love sucking his heavy, thick, hard, Ebony column."

Todd did just that. He sucked that dick and put the most enthusiastic female cocksucker to shame. Andre spurred him on. "Yeah, suck that cum out of my balls. You want this cum? You want it? Work for it. Show me that you love the feel of my dick in your mouth. Of fuck, that's it. Come on. I've got a nice bigggggg . . . Ohh shiiiit." 

Todd didn't miss a drop. 

As with most fairy tales, they all lived happily ever after. But it wasn't the end. It was just the beginning in fact. Andre, Todd, and Asali embarked on an erotic journey together. One that would push all their boundaries and have them re-define their limits. 

Copyright 2015 AfroerotiK All Rights Reserved



Interracial Encounter



I'm not a racist but I've always liked white girls, its just something, can’t put my finger on it but I had to experience one.

It all started when I joined an Internet dating service. I gave it a try to make a few net friends and see if any were up to meet. We had been chatting for a few weeks on various different topics, I intentionally chatted with a white girl because I wanted to see what the sex would be like. We exchanged picks and I liked what I saw. I wasn't too fussy, she, not too tall, brown hair, brown eyes with potential.

When we caught each other late at night online, we sometimes steered towards sex and what each of us would do to each other to fulfill our needs. The first time we chatted like that, it seems there was an instant link between us because the words got hot, very hot, and it was a matter of time before Kate told me what had happened. She had cum!!

This was to my words, as I typed, it seems like I hit her in the right places and I would ask her if she masturbated whilst we chat late at night, and she would tell me "yes" on condition I did too and also "cum too". I did masturbate myself and like it and presume she did the same too. She would also tell me that sometimes she would wake in the morning to wet sheets after thinking about me.

This continued for a while and we exchanged numbers and I found out, that this girl was really horny. On occasion sending hot text messages throughout the day, which would make each other horny especially at boring days at work.

The time had finally come for us to meet, because she lived quite far away, and was visiting her auntie who did not live too far from me, we decided that we should meet in the flesh.

It was a Sunday, I had awaken excited that morning at the prospect of meeting my online lover and whether the sparks would fly between us. It took me 2 hours to finally reach Gillingham due to the shit train service that day, but once there I called her up and her cousin dropped her off.

We met and went for a walk, chatting about my journey before going for a light bite at the local wimpy fast food joint. Gillingham was such a boring place on Sunday because everywhere was close, but I had other things on my mind.

After the meal we walked down a few streets before we finally found an alleyway where we kissed, tongues deep down each other’s throat. I pressed my body close on hers and Kate giggled at she could feel my black cock hard through the material.

The alley way was not a good place, so we broke our kiss and walked looking for potential fuck spots but the park had kids running about and there were loads and loads of streets, a bit too public we thought.

We walked and walked until our luck was running thin but we managed to find a hotel out the blue. We quickly checked in and before our door had closed, we were ripping each other’s clothes off, kissing passionately. I cupped her small tits and sucked on her pink nipples till they went hard.

I liked her smell and another thing, which turned me on big time, was the contrast. Black on white skin. We humped for a while with just her knickers on and my boxers, but it wasn't long till I could feel her wetness seep through the material.

We kissed long and hard, our hands roaming each other’s body, before I ripped her knickers off and waited at the entrance of her love hole with my cock rock solid. Kate gave me the go ahead and my cock slid in with ease. I started off slow, pumping in and out then working up speed. It was a frantic fuck, hard and fast and she loved it.

Kats a petite white girl but she was really wet. My cock slid in hard, deep and fast as I pumped with more and more force on every thrust. This continued until I to aid my thrusts with the headboard of the bed and pull with my thrust.

We continued fucking each others brains out till Kate cried out "were both going to cum at the same time" and with that I trusted harder and deeper and we both did, cum at the same time, it felt awesome.

Our bodies collapsing on each other, we had built up some sweat and her love juices coated my black cock glistening it and love juices continued to run down her leg. We needed a rest but that was for a short while until we were fucking each other’s brains out again.

Looked like all the hot sex chats we had by mobile and the net paid off and I had fucked my first white girl and loved it! 



Interracial Female Wrestling



Welcome to the IRFWC or Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. This is our inaugural match, folks. America is a very diverse place. A melting pot made up of people of African, Asian, European, Native American and Middle-Eastern descent. A truly diverse country. The most powerful nation in the entire world. What makes us special is that our entertainment is always first-rate. Only in America could something like the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition come to life. We came up with the idea of young women of different races competing against each other on the mat. To prove who is simply the best. It's multicultural, it's gender inclusive and it's intensely sexual and political at the same time. We can't stand of anything much more American than that.

Tonight, we have a very hot match for you. We traveled all over America to find the toughest young women around. And we hastily brought them to you. The contestants are Rachel Brendan and Jessica White. Rachel Brendan is a six-foot-two, lean and muscular young woman of Irish descent with alabaster skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. Weighing in at 250 pounds, Rachel Brendan is a self-described Tough Boston Irish Broad. She is a sophomore at Boston College in the town of Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. This young Irishwoman is a Biology major and describes herself as a Proud WASP. Prior to attending Boston College, she graduated from Saint Marguerite Academy. At that school, she was the only female on the Men's Varsity Wrestling squad. Did we mention she was also the team Captain?

Rachel Brendan is definitely an innovator who defies the odds. This hot young Irishwoman doesn't follow the crowd. We dug into her background and found the reason for that. She was born under the sign of the Aquarius. Her hobbies include mixed martial arts, soccer, swimming, ice hockey and reading science fiction. Rachel Brendan is also a proud member of the Young Republicans Association. She still wears her John McCain T-shirt from the 2008 Presidential Election. How cool is that? A young woman who stands up for her beliefs even when she knows she's wrong.

Rachel Brendan's competition is Howard University freshman Jessica White. A six-foot-tall, stocky and big-bottomed, absolutely sexy young Black woman of Haitian descent. She majors in civil engineering at Howard University and is a member of the Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority. She describes herself as the world's toughest sister. Her hobbies include football, wrestling, basketball, swimming and jujitsu. Football fans around America might know Jessica White because she's a linebacker on the Howard University Football team. An NCAA legend in the making and a trailblazer all rolled into one. Millions of young women around the U.S. consider her a role model. Jessica White is a proud member of the Black Women of America Inc. And she enjoys kicking uppity White ass more than anything. Weighing in at 241 pounds, she is a stern Black Amazon. Prior to attending the world-famous Howard University, Rachel Brendan attended Zulu Academy in Atlanta, Georgia. A private and decidedly Afro-centric school named after Chaka the Zulu, the old South African King who successfully warred against European invaders until his untimely death at the hands of his own siblings. Oh, silly us. We forgot to mention that Jessica White was the first female to join the Men's Varsity Football team at Zulu Academy. She played at the linebacker position for four years. Let the games begin, ladies and gentlemen. This is going to be one for the ages.

Rachel Brendan and Jessica White step into the ring. The two ladies are circling each other. And they start grappling. Jessica is proudly wearing a black and red uniform with a Black Panther emblazoned on it. And her opponent Rachel Brendan proudly displays the crest of the Young Republicans Association. None of that matters now as they grapple with each other. This is a first match for each of them. The match is broadcast around the world and legions of Washington D.C. residents and Boston Irish folks are cheering on their respective champions. It's more than a tough wrestling match between a sexy Black woman and a hot Irish chick. The very honour of two towns is at stake. 

Jessica White is slightly shorter than Rachel Brendan but we at the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition Ruling Board know better than to prejudge anyone or anything. Wrestling matches are won through amazing skill, strength, tactics and true grit. Size can be an advantage but it's not everything. Jessica White dives for Rachel Brendan's legs and takes the young Irishwoman down. The two young women fiercely grapple on the wrestling match. The referees watch the match closely to make sure nobody is making an illegal move. We've got to watch out for these sort of things a lot. Women fight harder than men in the wrestling mat. They're far more dangerous and more vicious than men, something even veteran collegiate wrestling coaches agree on. That's why we take great precautions in these matches here at the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition.

As the two young women grapple, neither seems ready or willing to quit. Jessica White grabs Rachel Brendan's legs and Rachel tries to pry her hands open. The young Black woman grunts in effort but doesn't give. The blonde-haired young Irishwoman groans in frustration, then tries something else. She grabs hold of Jessica's long hair and pulls it. The young Black woman screams in pain. But she doesn't let go of Rachel's legs. The referee stops the match, and both wrestlers are given twenty seconds to recover. The crowd goes wild. In Boston, the Irish folks are cheering. In Washington D.C. the mostly African-American metropolis is crying foul. There should be no hair pulling in wrestling, even when it involves two sexy young women facing each other on the wrestling mat. The break ends and the two young women are back to wrestling. 

Rachel Brendan seems to be gaining momentum and she roughly knocks Jessica White off her feet. The young Black woman looks momentarily stunned but she doesn't quit. Rachel Brendan is now on top of Jessica White and the Boston Irishwoman appears to be ready to pin the Atlanta-born Black American Princess. In Boston, scores of Irishmen and Irishwomen rejoice, albeit possibly prematurely. In Washington D.C. legions of African-American men and women hold their breath. The referee watches the match intensely. Could this be the end of Jessica White? Amazing, ladies and gentlemen! In a stunningly reversal, Jessica White locked her arms and legs around Rachel Brendan and rolled the Irishwoman on her back before pinning her. The crowd goes simply wild! 

The referee holds Jessica White's hand in the air and declares her the victor. The young Black woman nods gracefully in victory and looks at the Irishwoman she just vanquished. Disbelief fills Rachel Brendan's face. Jessica White smiles wickedly. As her tournament rules, the Victor can do whatever she wants to the Defeated. Jessica White orders Rachel Brendan to strip. Humiliated, the young Irishwoman nevertheless complies. She takes off her wrestling uniform, revealing a naked, pale yet sexy body. Jessica admires Rachel's lean and muscular form, perky breasts and pert little ass. The young Black woman likes what she sees.

Jessica White takes off her wrestling uniform and reveals her voluptuous, super sexy body. Her large breasts, curvy body, wide hips and big butt. She orders Rachel to kneel before her and the Boston Irishwoman obeys. A White chick kneeling before a strong Black woman. What a sight! Jessica spreads her legs and orders Rachel to lick her pussy. The White chick obeys, licking the Black woman's cunt even though she is completely heterosexual. Jessica lies on the map while Rachel licks and fingers her pussy. For a supposedly heterosexual White woman, Rachel is certainly licking a Black woman's pussy with gusto. Wow.

After Rachel licked her pussy nice and good, Jessica took the strap-on dildo which the referee handed her. As the crowd watched, she made Rachel suck on it. With tears in her eyes, Rachel sucked the Black woman's strap-on dildo. Grinning, Jessica proceeded to fuck Rachel with it. Putting the Irishwoman on all fours, the Black American Princess fucked her with the strap-on dildo. Gripping Rachel's hips tightly, Jessica began fucking her hard with the strap-on dildo. This time, the crowd went truly nuts. All of the men of Boston and Washington D.C. cheered on as the interracial lesbian action kicked off to an awesome start.

Rachel Brendan squealed as Jessica White slammed the dildo into her pussy. The proud Irishwoman couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was taller, bigger and stronger than the young Black woman she faced yet she still lost. Why? Because Jessica White used her superior technique to gain momentum. And now she was getting fucked by the arrogant Black bitch from D.C. Wow. A Black American Princess fucking a WASP woman with a strap-on dildo. In spite of herself, Rachel Brendan was turned on. She was turned on when Jessica asked her to undress and even more turned on when Jessica got naked. Her body was enjoying what her mind railed against. This wasn't right!

Jessica White spanked Rachel Brendan's ass while fucking her. She could tell the Irish slut liked it. She kept moaning softly as the dildo filled her cunt. Soon she was squealing and crying out in pleasure as she got fucked by a strong Black woman. Jessica White switched things up a bit and spread Rachel Brendan's ass cheeks wide open. She slid one finger into Rachel's asshole and noted that the White slut was no anal virgin. Grinning, Jessica pulled the dildo out of Rachel's cunt and put it in her ass. Rachel screamed as Jessica penetrated her asshole with the dildo. Laughing, Jessica began fucking her in the ass, swiftly thrusting the dildo where the sun didn't shine. 

In a swift move, Jessica White flipped Rachel Brendan on her back. The young Black woman spat in the Irishwoman's face and plunged the strap-on dildo deep into her asshole. The move was so fast and executed so perfectly that it took Rachel's breath away. She looked into the eyes of Jessica White as the young Black woman slammed the dildo deep into her asshole. It felt oddly good. Rachel fingered her pussy while Jessica fucked her in the ass. Jessica grinned, and did the last thing Rachel expected her to do. She kissed her. In spite of herself, Rachel kissed Jessica back and wrapped her arms around her. The Boston Irishwoman now wanted to get fucked. So she completely surrendered herself to the Black American Princess. The crowd went absolutely wild as Jessica White got screams, orgasms and various fluids from Rachel Brendan before all was said and done.

That was our inaugural match, folks. What did you think? Oh, and no gorgeous young women, Black or White, were harmed during the making of his production. The response was overwhelmingly positive, from men and women, Blacks, Asians, Whites, Hispanics and Arabs. Gays and lesbians also chimed in positively. Yeah, the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition is off to a positive start. Look for us to grow and expand in the coming months. A bright future awaits us. Look for intense wrestling and steamy interracial lesbian action at all of our events. Holler! 



Interracial Female Wrestling Ch. 02



Welcome to yet another exciting match-up at the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. Tonight, we have a stormy match-up for you. Hailing from the University of Hartford, Connecticut, here comes the very lovely Alexandra Sanchez. A five-foot-eleven, slender and athletic young woman of Black and Hispanic descent. She's a Business Administration major at the University of Hartford and wants to take the American corporate world by storm someday. These days, she runs Track & Field and also competes on the Women's Varsity Rugby Club of her school. Alexandra is a member of the organization known as One Hundred Black Women and the Multicultural Student Alliance at her school. Folks, it's her first match at the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition and we wish her a great and truly warm welcome. 

Returning back to the IFWC is none other than Rachel Brendan of Boston College in Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. The six-foot-two, lean and muscular, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Irishwoman is ready for more. After her humiliating defeat at the hands of current Interracial Female Wrestling Champion Jessica White of Howard University, Rachel Brendan is back to kick some ass. The 250-pound Irishwoman has been pumping iron for weeks and feels stronger than ever. Tonight's match promises to be an exciting one. Many people feel that tonight's match-up isn't exactly fair. Why? Alexandra Sanchez is a five-foot-eleven, 210-pound mixed chick going up against a burly, 250-pound Irishwoman. Well, that's what's in the cards tonight and at the IFWC, the female athletes must play the cards they're dealt. 

The Interracial Female Wrestling Competition is really taking off, folks. After the excitement of the first match between Jessica White and Rachel Brendan, the ratings went through the roof. Everybody has been talking about the IFWC. And we couldn't be happier. Legions of athletic young women from colleges and universities around America are signing up, along with some non-collegiate women who are qualified due to amateur athlete experience. We've got so many candidates we barely know what to do with them. This means more money in our pockets for sure. Expect the IFWC to expand and get bigger and better. 

The two young ladies are circling each other on the mat. They start to grapple. The crowd cheers as they fight fiercely on the wrestling match. The referees watch the match closely. It's over all too fast. Swiftly the bigger and stronger Rachel Brendan takes down Alexandra Sanchez. The referees raises the Irishwoman's hand in the air, declaring her the winner. Alexandra Sanchez lowers her head in defeat. Rachel Brendan looked down at the defeated look on the pretty face of Alexandra Sanchez. The Irishwoman grinned, and ordered the young woman to kneel before her. Hesitantly, Alexandra obeys. Rachel Brendan spreads her legs wide open and orders Alexandra Sanchez to lick her pussy. 

The Irishwoman grins as the sexy young woman of Black and Hispanic descent licks her pussy. The crowd watched as a sexy young woman of color knelt before a bossy Irish chick who looked like an ancient Celtic goddess come to life. Humiliated yet strangely turned on at being bossed around by a tall white chick, Alexandra Sanchez licked Rachel Brendan's cunt with gusto. Truth be told, even though she was bossy and dominant with her women, Alexandra had a hidden, submissive side. Rachel figured it out the first time their eyes met on the mat. That's why she won. 

Rachel Brendan smiled to herself as Alexandra Sanchez licked her pussy. She only wished it were that upstart Black bitch, Jessica White, who was licking her pussy instead. Rachel had never gotten over her humiliating defeat at the hands of Howard University's stalwart Black female football player, the super tough Jessica White. When she returned to Boston College, she was a campus celebrity. For all the wrong reasons. A big and tall young Irishwoman from Boston's top school defeated by a tough Black chick from Howard University. Rachel's reputation was in shambles and she was doomed to never live it down. She wanted revenge more than anything. Still, she had Jessica White to thank for her sexual awakening. 

Ever since Jessica White, the dominant Black Amazon from Howard University fucked her in her mouth, pussy and ass, Rachel Brendan had never been the same. She found herself fantasizing about sex with women. Especially Black women. Her newfound sexual feelings for women scared her. Before her sexual encounter with the unforgettable Jessica White, she didn't consider herself gay or bisexual. Now she was starting to realize that she wasn't straight. In fact, she enjoyed doing sexual things with women. Of course, she liked to be bossy but that's simply her personality. In the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition she could be her true self without fear of reprisal. 

Rachel Brendan intended to explore her newfound lust for Black women without fear or shame. Certainly Alexandra Sanchez wasn't a purebred Black American Princess like Jessica White was. Rather, she was mixed, half Black and half Hispanic. Well, half Puerto Rican to be exact. Whatever she was, for Rachel Brendan's purposes, she would do. Alexandra Sanchez was really good at licking pussy. Her bio on the IFWC website indicated that she was an out and proud lesbian. Now, that made a lot of sense to Rachel Brendan. If she was going to dominate the hell out of some Black slut, it might as well be some pussy-licking mixed-race dyke from the city of Hartford, Connecticut. And she did exactly that. 

Rachel Brendan whipped out the long and thick strap-on dildo and made Alexandra Sanchez suck on it. The mixed chick sucked the dildo like she was an expert or something. Rachel berated her as she licked the dildo. Yeah, Alexandra Sanchez was definitely a pussy-licking dyke. And Rachel Brendan wanted to make her ass pay for being so damn tempting. She put Alexandra Sanchez on all fours and thrust her strap-on dildo into her cunt. Alexandra gasped as Rachel penetrated her. Rachel laughed and smacked Alexandra's ass while fucking her. She grabbed hold of Alexandra's long black hair and yanked her head back while fucking her. Alexandra yelped. Rachel pulled her hair some more and slammed the dildo even deeper into her cunt. This was turning out to be a lot of fun. 

Alexandra Sanchez squealed as she got fucked roughly by Rachel Brendan. A tough tomboy, Alexandra usually prevailed in combat situations against more feminine chicks like Rachel Brendan. She thought the big White chick would be easy to take down. Everyone at Hartford University knew Alexandra Sanchez to be Butch as hell. Well, this time Hartford University's favourite sportswoman bit off more than she could chew. That's why Boston College's very own Rachel Brendan was fucking her roughly on the wrestling mat following her defeat, in front of millions of viewers. Alexandra found herself turned on by this bossy White chick who fucked her like she was a bitch. Rachel ceaselessly berated Alexandra as she fucked her. Her way of spicing up her victory. 

After a while, Rachel Brendan tried something different with her chosen bitch, the Butch broad known as Alexandra Sanchez. She spread Alexandra's ass cheeks wide open and slid one finger inside. Alexandra protested and tried to flee. Laughing, Rachel easily overpowered the smaller woman and slammed her dildo inside of her. Yep, the big White woman slammed her strap-on dildo up a Black woman's asshole. Alexandra screamed as she felt Rachel's dildo fill her asshole. Rachel held Alexandra's hips tightly and slammed the dildo up her ass. She told the Black slut that resistance was useless. And smacked her face hard for emphasis. Alexandra blinked in surprise. Rachel grinned mischievously and continued fucking her. Alexandra lowered her head in defeat for the second time and resigned herself to her fate. Rachel happily fucked her in the ass with the dildo. And to really top things off, she made Alexandra lick the dildo clean after fucking her ass with it. Now that's victory well celebrated! 

When Rachel Brendan returned to Boston College the following night, she received a hero's welcome. She avenged the Boston Irish by defeating Alexandra Sanchez of Hartford, Connecticut. And she advances in ranking on the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition Boards. She is really catching up to her old nemesis Jessica White. Will things turn out differently if they ever meet again on the wrestling mat? Only time will tell. In the meantime, enjoy the journey friends. The Interracial Female Competition Club is growing by leaps and bounds every day. We have millions of fans across the sexes and races. Stay tuned for more! 



Interracial Female Wrestling Club



Welcome back to yet another exciting meeting of the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition, folks. Tonight, reigning IFWC Champion, Howard University student Jessica White takes on her rival, Boston College student-athlete Rachel Brendan in the most anticipated rematch in IFWC History. It's the match fans have been waiting for. Who among these two lovely and powerful young ladies shall ultimately prevail? Well, that's what tonight's wrestling match is here to determine. We promise you a truly exciting show, folks. You can always count on only the best of female wrestling entertainment from the IFWC. And that's a bloody promise!

Here goes nothing, folks. A six-foot-two, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, 250-pound Boston Metropolitan Irishwoman versus a six-foot-tall, 241-pound proud Black woman from the town of Washington D.C. The match started brutally, as fans worldwide expected. Rachel Brendan hasn't gotten over her defeat at the hands of Jessica White during the first-ever televised wrestling match of the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. And the Boston Irishwoman wants revenge on the young Black woman who defeated her. Three days ago Rachel defeated the gorgeous mixed-raced fighter Alexandra Sanchez, and now feels confident enough to go up against her old nemesis.

That is not an easy task. The Interracial Female Wrestling Competition is fairly new but Jessica White has distinguished herself as the only undefeated wrestler in the fledgling league. Lots of young women of African-American, European, Asian, Hispanic and Arabic descent are joining the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. And it's getting to be really tough out there. As the undisputed champion of the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition, Jessica White has a price on her head. The young Black woman knows it. And she stays three steps ahead of the competition by training really hard.

The two young women grappled fiercely on the mat. They're evenly matched in strength and endurance. Neither wants to give in to the other. Jessica White taunted Rachel Brendan as they fiercely wrestled against each other. Silently the Irishwoman fought on, ignoring the taunts coming from the young Black woman who previously defeated and humiliated her. This time, Rachel chose to rely on technique rather than brute strength. She had vowed never to underestimate any opponent ever again. And amazingly, it paid off. She saw a flaw in Jessica White's technique and exploited it. The Irishwoman dove for the Black woman's legs, knocking her off her feet and catching her completely off-guard.

Rachel Brendan grinned victoriously as she pinned Jessica White on the mat. The young Black woman tried to flee and tried every wrestling move she knew but the Boston Irishwoman held her firmly in place. The seconds ticked by. The ref came and raised Rachel Brendan's hand in victory. Around Boston, the Irish exulted in their victory. And in Washington D.C. the proud African-American Metropolis grimaced as its stalwart Black superwoman tasted the agony of defeat. Such is life. Nobody wins them all.

Rachel Brendan ordered Jessica White to undress. The young Black woman complied, revealing her curvy brown-skinned body from under her wrestling uniform. Rachel Brendan admired the Black American Princess's curvy body, wide hips, big breasts, thick legs and big, round ass. Once again Rachel was moved by how naturally beautiful Black women were. Hot damn. The sight of Jessica White standing naked before her simply amazed her. Jessica White was beyond lovely. She was like an ancient African goddess come to life. And Rachel couldn't wait to fuck her.

Rachel Brendan whipped out her strap-on dildo and ordered Jessica White to suck it. When Jessica White hesitated, Rachel Brendan smacked her hard across the face. The young Black woman blinked in surprise. Rachel smiled nastily as Jessica began sucking the strap-on dildo. Ah, the sweet taste of victory. Rachel intended to savour it. Ever since Jessica White initially defeated her, she had been obsessed with taking her down. Watching the once-proud Black woman obediently suck her strap-on dildo turned Rachel on like you would not believe. The young Irishwoman's pussy was so damn wet and the action was just beginning.

Jessica White sucked Rachel Brendan's dildo, still stunned by what happened. The strong Black woman was surprised to find herself kneeling before the tall White woman who defeated her on the wrestling mat, against all odds. How in hell did Rachel Brendan manage to defeat her? All that mattered is that she did. And now Jessica White had to resign herself that she was about to get fucked by a White woman. Damn. This just wasn't right but what else could she do? The rules of the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition were crystal clear. Disobeying them meant getting thrown out of the IFWC. There were absolutely no exceptions.

Rachel Brendan ordered Jessica White to lick her pussy. The blonde-haired Irishwoman spread her creamy White thighs for emphasis. Swallowing her pride, Jessica White began licking Rachel's pussy. Rachel smiled as Jessica White began working her magic on her. How times had changed. More days ago Rachel Brendan had been forced to eat pussy and gotten fucked by Jessica White's strap-on dildo. Now it was her turn to get fucked and eat pussy, though not necessarily in that order. Jessica slid her tongue into Rachel's cunt and began licking and probing her pussy like her life depended on it. Rachel grinned broadly. This is what a queer Irishwoman's victory tastes like. Having an uppity Black slut who thought she was all that kneeling before a tall White woman and licking her cunt.

A few minutes later, Jessica White found herself on all fours, face down and ass up. Rachel Brendan knelt behind her and happily spanked the young Black woman's big round ass. Rachel absolutely loved Jessica's big brown butt. Black women were truly blessed physically. With their cute faces, gorgeous bodies, firm breasts, spectacular bottoms and killer legs. Why did they obsess with their hair? Rachel was sexually attracted to Black women. And she could care less about a Black woman's hair. The queer Irishwoman was too busy checking out their truly gorgeous butts. She spread Jessica White's ass cheeks wide open and pressed the dildo against the young Black woman's puckered asshole. Jessica froze. Was Rachel truly about to fuck her in the ass?

Rachel Brendan gripped Jessica White's hips tightly and thrust the dildo into her asshole. The young Black woman screamed as the Irishwoman penetrated her ass with the strap-on dildo. Laughing, Rachel held Jessica firmly into place and fucked her hard. She wanted to make Jessica pay for having such a gorgeous ass and also for being so damn arrogant. No better way to tame an arrogant woman than to fuck her in the ass. Men and lesbians the world over will testify to that. Rachel grabbed Jessica's long hair and pulled it while fucking her in the ass. The young Black woman screamed. Her screams were music to Rachel's ears.

Rachel flipped Jessica on her back and plunged the strap-on dildo right back into her ass. Jessica's screams rose to a whole new pitch. Rachel pinched Jessica's nipples and repeatedly smacked her face. The young Black woman was stunned by the Irishwoman's skill and erotic brutality. Rachel laughed and continued ramming the dildo deep into Jessica's asshole. Until the young Black woman had at least three orgasms and begged her to stop with tears in her eyes. When all was said and done, Jessica cleaned Rachel's dildo with her tongue and then the Black American Princess eagerly sucked the Boston Irishwoman's toes in front of everyone. This was definitely a first, even for hardcore interracial lesbian action fanatics like the IFWC fan base.

After this match, Rachel Brendan moved up in the ranks of the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. We're also quite puzzled by the fact that she and former rival Jessica White have become lovers and now commute to each other's campuses, flying back and forth between Washington D.C. and Metropolitan Boston. How about that? An interracial lesbian couple that met as rivals on the wrestling mat. Now you've officially seen everything. We have all kinds here at the IFWC. And plenty more where that came from. Stay tuned for more hot, interracial lesbian catfights on the wrestling mat, folks.



Interracial Frat Party



Hi, my name is Tiffany. I'm 19 years old and I like doing all the girly things a girl likes to do! I like to dress up and go shopping, and of course, I like to go on the Internet. I'm just a girl, curious, sexual... and I like black cock!

I have a secret I would like to share with everybody, I'm a slut for black cock. Here is a story I'm about to tell that I never told anyone before, except for some of my best girlfriends! It's sort of a traumatic story in some ways, but you can say I got over it. (Yeah Right!)

This story takes place at a frat house, (what a surprise) I had gotten invited to a party with my friends and I really didn't know what kind of party it was. But like any other girl I got excited and my friends and I decided to go shopping to buy something to wear for the party. 

We (my girlfriends and I) like to shop at Wet Seal. The clothes are so cute! I think it's sexy and cute at the same time that shows some skin but not too much. Girls are competitive when it comes to clothes so my friends and I didn't want to buy the same exact clothes so we were competing to get the skimpier clothes for the party.

After like, 2 hours of fitting clothes, I bought a really tight pink tube top that showed my pierced belly button. (It was really, really cute!) Now that I think of it, it could have been a little too tight.:( I finished the outfit with a pair of denim cut off shorts (also really cute) and 3 inch pumps. 

I thought I looked like a slut in the mirror. My friends ending up wearing a sheer black see through nylon piece with a black bra underneath and my other friend wore a white tank top that was cut really low and had no back. I guess we all looked pretty slutty but we were excited to go to a party.

If I knew what kind of party it was, I would have thought twice about going. But anyway, the next day my friends came over to pick me up. They got here early so that we could paint each others nails and do each others hair. We were being silly and fooling around, we were so happy without a care in the world. We just wanted to have fun at the party.

My friends and I finally finished up with the make up and I must say we looked hot! My friends, Alyssa and Jennifer, looked like total sluts! I couldn't wait to see how many guys would hit on us. Around this time the competition rose, because we stopped complimenting each other on how we looked and we didn't tell each other what sluts we looked like. 

Clearly our nipples were pointing out from our tops and my shorts rode up so that the bottom of my butt cheeks showed. I guess now would be a good time to tell you how we look like. You can tell how I look from my picture, but not my friends! Only if you could see me with this outfit, I have 34 C cup boobs, a thin waist and flat stomach,:) and a cute butt, too! My friends all have pretty big boobs actually and we like to show off, Alyssa and Jennifer are blond, Jennifer has really big boobs! Alyssa's hair is cropped and shoulder length and Jennifer's is long and straight. They're really cute, too!

Well, it was time to go so we left my place to go to the frat house. Alyssa and Jennifer kept saying they were going to get wasted tonight. I felt a little insulted since Jennifer was driving and she was going to drink (a lot!) how were we going to get home? I could drive but I didn't want to just because Jennifer was going to responsible for herself and her friends.

Anyway, the frat we were going to was something Omega something, I don't know, they all sound the same. But we didn't know what kind of party it was or who was going to be there because the frat was not as recognized as others. 

But frat parties were always fun, a lot of people and a lot of dancing. We were fashionably late (as always) and we were ready to have fun! 

When we got there I was like 'Oh my god!' there were a lot of black guys, I mean a lot. (I would be saying that a lot all night long.) It was funny because Jennifer said the same thing. She said it kind of loud though and some guys turned around to look at us. I think we stood there for a while before we decided to go get some drinks. The music was all hip hop and the lights were low, a lot of black guys dancing with a lot of white girls. 

'This is a weird party,' Alyssa said. We were all thinking the same thing. I looked around the room. All the girls were dressed like sluts, it looked like a rap video! I don't think I really cared for black guys and neither did Alyssa or Jennifer, but I wanted to dance so I just started moving towards the dance floor. 

Those black guys were vultures! They were dancing around me in no time. I was a little scared and disgusted around these guys. They just started bumping and grinding me. (Gross!) I just wanted to dance.

Luckily Jennifer pulled me away from them, I felt grateful to her. She was my best friend and she looked out for me. There were a lot of other girls dancing and drinking and even more black guys crowding around them. Very soon we had our own group of black guys crowding around us trying to make us drink. 

It was weird because Alyssa was easily accepting drinks from these guys even though it was totally obvious that they wanted to get her drunk. But there were like 6 black guys between me and her so I couldn't go over to her. 

These black guys were huge. I mean, they were like big and bulky, some where fat but some where like body builders. The scene was definitely something out of a rap video. 

We were there for maybe an hour and already I felt hands trying to get freebies on me. I felt little pinches here and there but I couldn't tell who it was, and even if I did, I don't think I would have done anything about it. 

The place was crowded. I guess I was in the living room of the frat house, because there was a hallway and stairs but way too crowded to move. 

I was dancing with Alyssa and Jennifer, but we weren't really dancing because it was too crowded. We went back to the bar because we thought dancing in the crowd was getting too hot. 

Alyssa and Jennifer ordered cocktails but I just asked for a cranberry juice. I swear the black guy put something in my drink but there were so many distractions I couldn't really tell. Plus, he was being really slick when he said the drinks were on the house. I drank my spiked cranberry juice and returned to the dance floor. 

This was when things turned out bad. I lost track of time and even worse, I lost track of Alyssa and Jennifer. I was just dancing and almost didn't notice the black guys I was dancing with. 

Other than being completely black and massive, they were completely forgettable. My head started hurting and I started stumbling around, I think I was calling for Jennifer. The black guys held me up and started moving me to the hallway. 

The cranberry juice was really strong I thought. (How silly.) I was losing focus fast and my head started really spinning. I swear the black guys got brave and grabbed my boobs to hold me up. I couldn't concentrate though, I could barely speak let alone fight them off.

I remember going up some stairs and then landing on a bed. I was conscious, I just didn't know what was happening. I also felt really weak. 

I heard the door slam and a bunch of black guys started chuckling and snorting. I couldn't tell what they were saying. 

The very next thing was big hands groping everywhere on my body. I kept calling for Jennifer. Something was on my mouth. I thought it was a hand, (now I know it wasn't) but it pushed into my mouth and it was really big. I guess they wanted to shut me up.

I could see hazily a big black guy standing over my head and I looked at what he put in my mouth. Obviously it was a big black cockhead. I saw his massive cock sticking out of my mouth and I realized I was sucking his cock. 

'Oh my god!' I thought. There were hands all over, on my butt, my thighs, between my legs, my stomach, and of course, my breasts. Squeezing, groping, and fondling my boobs and pinching my nipples, I realized what they were going to do to me, but I couldn't do anything about it. 

The next thing I knew I was holding onto 2 black cocks and I was naked. I didn't even know when they undressed me or when they took off their pants. I felt hands holding my ankles up in the air and something rubbing my pussy. 

'Oh my god, I was about to have sex with a black guy!' I thought to myself. Actually I was going to have sex with 6 black guys. 

I felt my pussy spread for his cock. It was a fat cockhead at my pussy was really tight. I mean, it was really, really thick. Oh my god was it big.

I could feel the bass thumping downstairs and it gave me a bigger headache. For some reason I liked sucking on his big cock. It was like sucking on a big Popsicle. I was getting really wet too so it felt good when he slid inside me. 

All of a sudden things changed. They got rough with me. They started squeezing my nipples really hard and they forced me to swallow more cock. The black guy fucking me was doing it hard and rough, and it hurt. 

The next thing I knew he was pumping in and out of my mouth, I was choking and coughing on it. 

I don't know how but the big thing managed to slide down my throat. My gag reflex was suppressed and my cervix was being poked at on the other end. I couldn't believe I had black cock in my mouth and another one in my pussy!

The guy in my mouth felt like he was getting bigger and then he came in my throat. I had to swallow his cum but I couldn't taste it. It was thick though.

I was stroking two other cocks with my hands. When he pulled out of my mouth another cock started slapping my face. He was much rougher and grabbed my head and started pushing into my mouth hard. 

The big black cock fucking my pussy was pumping harder and faster now and soon he came. There was a lot of cum, I felt hot inside. They flipped me over onto all fours and they lowered me on top of one guy. 

In the back of my mind I imagined anal sex with big black cock and at the moment I thought I was going to get it. Some guy had his cock behind my butt and I knew I was going to take it up the ass. 

'Oh my god, I was being fucked in my mouth, my pussy, and my ass!' I couldn't believe I was taking 3 black guys inside me and 3 more guys stood stroking themselves and groping and fondling me. 

These guys had really big cocks, I felt so full from having one of each in my pussy and in my butt. I saw KY jelly on the nightstand so the guy must have put some on before he put it in my ass. Things got pretty sloppy. 

I came really hard from the gangbang. I think I passed out at one point but that didn't stop them from fucking me. I was filthy and filled with cum and I was sore everywhere. When I woke up no one was in the room. I quickly cleaned up in the bathroom and got dressed. When I got downstairs people were still dancing as if nothing happened. I guess I wasn't the only one in those rooms. 

I still felt lightheaded but better than before. Somehow I found Alyssa and Jennifer, and they told me they were looking all over for me. I told them I was just sitting down in the back. 

When we finally left the party I cried and told them what happened. Let's just say they told me some things as well.



Interracial Fuck!!!



Don't ya just love Saturday nights? They are so bitchin'

Ready to hit the bars and clubs chasing some gorgeous pussy and ass, I can't wait to get at those women; my mouth is salivating with the anticipation of the hunt. Of course it ain't that easy is it brutha's? After all when your skin colour ain't the same as everyone else in the bar it causes tension, know what I mean bro?

My name is Jimmy, or for the classy chicks I make sure to call myself James, it always works! It wasn't always like this of course, I served my time in a navy SEAL team, only, when I got out I found my skills weren't of use any more. I can kill a man 50 different ways, I can maim a dude with my bare hands, but what use is that in the real world?

Well the navy training has kept me in one piece for the last year, starting with my first pussy hunt. Let me tell you now bro' the first time you walk into a bar where all the dudes have a different colour skin to you, you are gonna have trouble with a capital T! I ain't a small guy, 6 foot 2 and built like a linebacker, but once you start hittin' on the women in these places, it sure brings out the worst in the other dudes in the bar. They all want a piece of you, just 'cos you're chasing their women and they don't like your colour.

The bar I'm hitting tonight has some really cool pussy, it's not my first time here, been to this joint maybe 8 times now, and so the chicks know me and know the size of my cock. Screw one bitch from a place like this and word soon gets around, they all want to try your cock for size!

Of course this was the first bar I also had trouble, I hit on some dudes chick and he took it hard, came at me with a bottle. The fracas lasted about twenty seconds and he was on the floor howling like a baby with a broken arm. His brutha's then tried to jump me and it turned into a brawl, I came out on top and left another four of 'em on the floor with various injuries.

The chick still left the bar with me; she seemed to get a kick out of seeing me deal with her man and his brutha's. I fucked her till she couldn't take any more, five hours of trying my big cock left her pleading for mercy. Ten inches of thick man meat can do that to a bitch, still it worked for me. The following week I was back on the hunt and I had my pick of any woman in the bar.

I parked my car in a side street, taking a quick look around the area, I might be out to lay a  chick this night, but I sure as Hell wasn't going to let any dude see me leaving my car, wouldn't do to come back to a nasty surprise would it!

I strolled down the street to the bar on the corner, looked up at the frontage and smiled, I knew I was gonna be lucky tonight! I pushed the door and walked in, all eyes turned to me, the women smiled when they saw who it was, and the guys? Well if they could have killed me by staring they sure would. The scene never altered, those that could persuade their women to leave got up and left, the others slunk back in the corners of the bar, hoping, wishing, that just one of them would have the guts and skill to take me down.

I ordered a drink and the barkeep slid it over to me, yes I'd had my trouble with him too, I had to kick his ass to make him understand that I would not accept his attitude, he was gonna serve me just like he served all the other dudes in there.

It wasn't but a minute or so before a chick approached me, making a grab for the front of my pants, I smiled at her and spoke a few words, she was a hot bitch that's for sure, I'd had her several times, but tonight I wanted new pussy. I looked around and saw my target, sat at a table with two guys; the music was playing so I walked across and invited her to dance.

The two dudes began to rise, I knew what was coming but it was the price to be paid for fucking their woman, I smiled.

The first to get out of his seat pulled a knife, with a quick flash of hands, I had taken hold of his wrist and twisted in a downward motion, the knife dropped from his grip and his wrist snapped so quickly he didn't even know about it. I took a step back pulling him toward me by the sleeve of his jacket, my other forearm coming up and hitting him under his nose striking up violently, the crack of bone as his nose shattered was audible over the music, he fell to the floor, his buddy saw the lightning speed with which I had struck and cowardly sat back down.

The bitch caught her breath and looked up at me as I calmly held out my hand and invited her to dance once more.

The other patrons had seen it all before and no-one made a move to help the dude on the floor, fucking cowards the lot of 'em! I come in here and help myself to their pussy and they let me take it.

The dance over I walked calmly from the bar with the chick, strolled down the street and picked up my car, thirty minutes later we were in my apartment stripped for action.

My this baby was stacked! 5 feet 8inches of luscious woman, I was gonna enjoy fucking her. Her tits must have been 38DD's but in perfect proportion to her body and for once they were all natural, not silicone wannabe's, a nice shaved snatch with a pierced navel, her thick black hair hung to her shoulders.

She caught sight of my cock standing proudly and gasped, falling to her knees she wrapped those lips around it, taking its girth in both hands she began a very expert blowjob, even so she was barely able to take just a few inches into her mouth. I took hold of her hair in both hands and began to face fuck her. Each thrust making her gag, but what did I care? She'd get used to it, they all did and then begged for more.

Each withdrawal of my cock brought strings of saliva running from her mouth and dripping onto those big tits. I rammed it back in making her gag once more, then forced as much as I could down her throat, she was fighting me back, using her hands to push against my thighs but I held her there savouring the power I had over this fragile thing.

I let her go and she fell to the floor gasping for breath, her hair a black mess falling across her face. My cock having a life of its own and bouncing up and down wanting more, only when she was impaled on its length would it be truly satisfied.

I picked her up and threw her on the bed, her legs fell open, she lay like a rag doll yet the fire in her eyes showed she wanted more, much more. He pussy was leaking like a faucet, she would need that and more to take me, I fell between her thighs forcing them apart, her arms came up to grab my neck and pull me down toward her.

My cock touched her pussy and she involuntarily jumped at its touch, I reached down and parted her lips letting my cock head access the inner parts of her, I moved forward and she gasped as it began to enter her. I paused as my cock broached the tightness of her pussy. I looked down at her and grinned before lunging forward and burying the whole ten inches in her.

She howled like an animal, long and lingering, my grin spread wider.

Oh she was tight, very tight, obviously never had a cock of my size before, each movement I could feel her muscles hanging onto my shaft. I pushed even deeper making her gasp even louder, she squirmed about but there was no escaping. My rhythm built up steadily and her thrashing about slowed, she was getting used to it now and had begun to enjoy it, soon, very soon, she would orgasm and then I had her, she would be begging for more.

I fucked her like an animal for 4 hours, missionary, doggy, any which way I could come up with, until like all the rest she began to plead that she was too sore to continue. Tonight though would be different, tonight I felt like fucking this one in the ass. I pulled out and turned her over, pulling her up to her knees, she thought I was gonna plunder her pussy again until she felt me spit on her ass, then she began to panic, but it was too late, I held her firmly on the edge of the bed.

Then began the slow process of stretching out that asshole, I didn't know if she was an anal virgin or not, I was gonna have it and give her something to take back to lover boy. I could almost hear the audible pop as my cock forced its way past the tightness of her ass, if she had  screamed loudly when I fucked her pussy, it was nothing compared to now. I pushed deeply and the scream was ear splitting.

I slapped her ass cheeks and watched as my cock disappeared into her ass. I took hold of those shapely hips and began to pound into her, I was gonna unload the biggest cum-shot of the night and leave it up her ass for her boyfriend. I was gonna enjoy making this boy a cuckold, taking his bitch and then returning her full and used.

I was near to blowing my cum in her ass, she was used to it by now and had sunk into the bed just moaning to herself. I watched getting more and more turned on as my cock defiled her round ass, I came hard and buried myself deep in her. My cum drained from my balls and filled her ass, I pulled out and let her fall to the bed before climbing on and making her suck me clean. 

Me being the mean mutherfucker that life has made me didn't give her time to clean up, just made her get dressed and then out the door. I was being the gentleman and driving her back to the club, what more did the bitch expect? Pulling to the sidewalk I pushed her door open and tossed the black bitch's ass out.

 WHAT? You thought that only black dudes with big cocks had the monopoly of interracial sex? Wake up and smell the coffee dudes, welcome to my world!



Interracial Hotel Lovin'



Since breaking up with her boyfriend, Sheryl hadn't been fucked in a month. It was no indictment of her looks. In fact it was her great looks that were keeping her from getting laid, as men were too intimidated to even approach her. Sheryl had the problem of being a powerful black chick that was in to white boys. She'd go to bars and places with a mostly white crowd, and the men there wouldn't have the balls to approach this light brown skinned sex goddess with a voluptuous ass and monumental tits. Sheryl kept a trim figure, wore her hair in a natural short afro, and had skin smooth as silk. It made no sense to her why guys wouldn't approach her. Sometimes she'd go out dressed super slutty and that wouldn't work. Other times she'd dress conservative, and that didn't work either. She was to shy and old fashioned to make the first move, and none of the white guys she desired ever made the first move on her.

She knew things had to change, and to get laid she would have to be a bit more aggressive. Her company had recently told her she'd be going on a business trip, and she figured this would give her the perfect opportunity to pick up a guy in a new city, and have discreet sex with him in her hotel room. Along with Sheryl, her company sent two other men on the business trip. They got in town early in the morning, and had a pointless meeting with some company higher ups. None of the men Sheryl worked with had any idea how kinky she could get in bed. She was a true professional at work, and always dressed in a way that hid her incredible natural assets to the best of her ability. At the business meeting she wore a dress suit that left way too much to the imagination, much to the chagrin of the higher ups.

The meeting took a lot out of her, so when she got back to the hotel she took a little nap. When she awoke it was already dark out. Sheryl had been excited about going on the trip because she'd assumed she'd be in a big city with plenty of fish in pond, but in reality her hotel was on the outskirts of town, and she was without a vehicle. If she wanted to get off, she would have to pick up someone at the hotel. Both of the other employees she was there with were kind of cute, but they were also married, and Sheryl didn't want to get herself into a messy situation. She figured her best bet would either be the hotel bar, or the pool, but since she had just bought a new bikini before the trip, she chose the pool.

Unlike her business suit she wore earlier, her bikini showed off all of her incredible figure. The bra was a small, red triangle top that just barely covered her half dollar sized nipples, she'd intentionally bought it a size to small just to let her giant boobs pop out. The matching bottoms were even sexier. The red color was enough to attract attention, but the main selling point was how tiny they were. The front was so small that they could only be worn by women that adhered strictly to shaving policy, and the back was a full on g-string. Sheryl admired her self in the mirror before leaving her room. Her ass looked amazing, and she knew it. She crossed her fingers in hopes that she'd find a man to play with it. 

After internally debating the matter for a minute, Sheryl decided to head down to the pool without covering up at all. She knew it would be embarrassing, and that people were definitely going to stare, but she thought that maybe one of the men behind those staring eyes would be a handsome white man with the confidence to pick her up. Breathing deeply, Sheryl opened the door and started walking down the hall. Almost immediately she noticed her co-worker Jared at the ice machine. Every bone in her body wanted to turn back around and return to her room, but it was too late; Jared had spotted her. From afar Jared could tell it was a skimpy bikini alright, but he didn't know just how skimpy. As she drew nearer, he felt his cock begin to rise. He had never seen Sheryl like this before. Just keeping his eyes on her face was a challenge. The bottoms were so small that Jared could make out the top of her landing strip. Trying with all his might to maintain eye-contact he asked, "Are you going for a swim?"

It was an obvious question, but Jared didn't know what else to say. Sheryl replied, "Yup, I'm hoping to get wet," as she walked right on by Jared.

She intentionally slowed her walk and swayed her ass from side to side just to mess with the guy. She didn't have to peer over her shoulder to know he was staring at her amazing black ass. She continued on her way over to the elevator and hopped on in. She was on the very top floor, and knew she had a long ride ahead. On the way down a woman was the first one to join her, and another man got in at a lower floor. Both of them didn't say a thing, and pretended like it was nothing out of the ordinary to be riding in an elevator with a gorgeous ebony woman in a red g-string. Then the real test came. To get to the pool she would have to walk through the bustling lobby. Once again she took a deep breath and started walking. Everyone was staring, and they all did a very poor job of pretending not to look. Out of the corner of her eye Sheryl noticed an older woman giving her husband a death stare for letting his eyes linger to long. One man who was there with his teenage son gave his child a high five when they saw her. Sheryl appreciated the gesture, and as she walked by them she put her hands on her ass, making it seem like it was just an absent minded gesture. All the men in the lobby were sad to see her go.

The scene around the pool wasn't nearly as bustling. The only person there was man by the name of Austin. Whereas Sheryl had been in a one month slump, Austin had been in one for all eighteen years of his life. He was starting his senior year of high school in a week, and yet he'd still never known the feeling of having his cock enwrapped inside a warm pussy, or the ecstasy of having a woman plant her lips on his package. He was not at all happy to be at the hotel, but his parents had dragged him along as part of a family vacation. When Sheryl entered the pool area, his mood immediately changed. He tried hard not to stare at this bikini-clad black beauty, but it was almost impossible not to, with her tits nearly falling out of her top, and her bottoms that just barely covered her smooth pussy. Austin had been enjoying his moment of solitude in the jacuzzi, and he prayed that this woman would only be using the pool. He was not very good at talking to women in general, and he thought this voluptuous babe was way too much for him to handle.

Sheryl looked at Austin and smiled slightly. She would've preferred to find a man in the pool area that was closer to her own age of 27, but this 18 year old high school boy would do. He was skinny, but well built, with floppy brown hair, almost no sign of a beard, and piercing eyes. "If only this boy knew what he was in for," she thought.

Before joining Austin in the jacuzzi, she set her purse down on a lawn chair. In doing so she turned her back to Austin and bent over, giving him a phenomenal view of her g-string clad ass. Austin's hormones were raging, and he instantly became hard. Sheryl's bikini was so skimpy that it didn't even quite cover her asshole when she bent over.

After setting down her purse, Sheryl slowly made her way to the jacuzzi, letting her hips and tits sway in rhythm as she walked. "Do you mind if I join you?" she asked.

A nervous grin crept across Austin's face, and his cheeks turned bright red. "Not at all," he replied.

For the first few minutes Sheryl and Austin relaxed in the hot tub in silence before eventually making small talk. Sheryl definitely knew she wanted this boy's dick inside her, but he sure as hell wasn't going to make a move, so she put herself in the driver's seat. "Do you mind if I turn down the temperature a tad? It's a little to hot in here for me," she said.

To turn down the thermostat she had to get out of the jacuzzi. She stood up, playfully brushed the drops of water off her ass, and let her hips sway as she walked away. With her back turned to him, Austin started touching his hard penis.

Sheryl climbed back on in, and Austin removed his had from his crotch. "I think I already know your answer, but would it bother you if I removed my top?" Sheryl asked. "No one else is out here, and I like the feeling of water on my naked skin."

Now Austin was almost radiating light with how red he was turning. "That's okay, I guess."

"Good. You can help me take my top off," she said while she stood up and turned her back towards Austin.

To remove the bra, Austin had to stand up also. Sheryl backed up closer to him. Austin began to untie the straps, and as he did Sheryl backed her ass into his lap. She could feel his hard wood rub up against her. Austin was mortified, and Sheryl began to giggle. "Well, you must be having a good time."

"I am," Austin responded.

"Me too. It's nice to share a jacuzzi with a handsome young stud."

Austin had nothing to respond with. After getting the top off he quickly sat back down before Sheryl could actually see the giant tent in his pants.

Sheryl remained standing. "Well what do you think?" she asked as she shook her boobs for a second.

"Think about what," Austin said sheepishly.

"About my boobs, silly. Do you like them?"

Austin's voice cracked slightly. "Uh, yeah."

"Have you ever played with a woman's boobs before?"

Austin lied and said, "A couple of times."

"Well, I'm sure you've never played with boobs like these. Go ahead give them a feel."

"I'm not so sure...," Austin began.

Sheryl interrupted. "Don't be shy. I felt your tool in your pants just a minute ago. I know this is something you want."

Austin stood up. He still had a tent in his pants, and there was nothing he could do to hide it. Sheryl looked directly at it and giggled, but didn't say anything. Austin grabbed both her boobs at the same time, and started kneading them. They felt unlike anything he'd ever touched before. "That's good baby," Sheryl said, "But play with my nipples too."

Austin took orders well. He ran her nipples between his thumb and index fingers, at first pinching lightly, and even getting Sheryl to moan slightly. This only encouraged him to pinch them a little harder, and subsequently Sheryl's moans amplified. "Umm, that's good," she said. "Now kiss them."

Austin began by kissing the breasts themselves, and then narrowed in on the nipples. He went back and forth between both nipples like he was a human windshield wiper, planting tender kisses on both. Then he began to focus on the left one, playfully licking and sucking it while pinching the nipple on the right breast. Sheryl reached down and fondled Austins balls from outside his trunks while he did this. "Umm," she moaned. "You're getting me wet."

For his part, Austin was getting more and more turned on. He buried his face in her enormous melons, and even began biting her nipples a tad. This caused Sheryl to laugh. "You're an animal. I like that," she said.

Austin continued playing with her tits for another minute while Sheryl kept groping his balls. With her tits now covered in Austin's saliva she put her hand on his forehead and gently pushed him away. She then put her hand on his pants, right over his cock. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Have you ever gotten a blowjob before?"

This time Austin told the truth. "Uh...no."

Sheryl nibbled on his ear. "Would you like me to suck you?"

"Wow...um...yeah."

"Good, I'd like to taste you, but first I want you to pleasure me. Okay?"

Austin nodded in disbelief while Sheryl took a seat on the edge of the jacuzzi, spreading her legs apart. She pushed her tiny red g-string to the side. "Just relax," she said. "I'll guide you through this. You can start by kissing it."

Austin dove right in like he hadn't had a meal in a week. He planted kisses up and down Sheryl's tight slot. He was surprised by just how wet it was, and although he didn't much care for the taste, he knew this was a small price to pay to get his dick inside of this ebony sex goddess' mouth. Sheryl helped him through the whole process. After kissing it, he ran his tongue in slow circles around the outside of her lips. Then he moved to her inner lips, running his tongue around them as well. Sheryl's convulsing made it a little difficult for Austin, but he did an admirable job. He even began to improvise on his own, taking his mouth off Sheryl's flower, and kissing her sexy brown thighs. He kept kissing her closer and closer to her wet flower, until his mouth was right back on it. Tenderly, he kissed it some more. Sheryl laughed. "Fuck, you're good at this! I need to show you where my treasure is." 

She spread the top of her pussy to reveal a smaller than average clit. "Be gentle with it," she said.

Austin just barely grazed his lips over Sheryl's sweetness before planting them firmly on her clit. He kissed in gently, and suckled on it for a few seconds. Then his tongue came and, and he began to flick it. Sheryl had been running her fingers through Austin's tussled hair the whole time, but this caused her to grab his head roughly, and wrap her powerful thighs tightly around his head. He remained gentle but firm, swirling his tongue in circles over her hardened clit. Sheryl's creamy, glistening thighs were gripping him so tight, he could hardly breathe. He resumed sucking her clit. Sheryl was moaning loudly and shaking. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" she screamed. "Oh fuck yeah! Eat that pussy! Umm."

It was getting so intense that she had to remove Austin's head for a second. "Keep doing what you're doing, but penetrate me with your fingers," she said.

Austin obeyed, and went right back to feasting on her sweet juices while sticking his fingers deep inside Sheryl's pussy. He brought her right to the edge or orgasm, before Sheryl pulled his head away. She wasn't quite ready to cum yet. "Stand up. It's time we remove these," she said while pulling on Austin's trunks as he stood on the ledge inside the jacuzzi.

She undid the drawstring and pulled the shorts down over Austin's hard cock. His rod was so stiff that it literally sprung up in the air when his trunks came off. It was a good looking cock. A little over six inches in length, thick, and with a tremendous up curve. The bright purple head was fully engorged and spongey. "You've got a lovely looking cock," Sheryl told him. "I can't wait to have it in my mouth. Do you want my lips on it know?"

Austin could only nod while Sheryl squatted down. She grabbed his shaft and pressed it against her lips while her mouth remained closed. "Such a big cock. I can't wait to suck you," she said. 

She gave it a couple of licks, and then popped his balls in and out of her mouth for a couple seconds. "Does that feel good?" she asked.

"Amazing," Austin replied.

"Good. That's just a sneak preview. I promise I'll let you deep inside my mouth later, but I need you to do one more thing for me first."

Sheryl bent over the edge of the hot tub. Her ass couldn't have looked any better. Her thighs and butt cheeks were glistening from the outdoor lights reflecting off the beads of water, sweat, and her juices that ran down them. Her g-string was still pushed to the side, and Austin got a good look straight into her tight asshole. Little did he know that this was the one part of Sheryl's body she still wanted him to play with. "I want you to toy my ass," she said. "I don't think I need to give you any instructions. Do what you want with it."

Austin hesitated for a second before Sheryl laughed and said, "Don't be so shy. It's nice and clean baby."

Austin bent down and grabbed the outside of both Sheryl's thighs. He started kissing her thighs and butt cheeks while Sheryl swayed her booty rhythmically. It was so plump and tasty that Austin bit it. At first he took tiny nibbles, then he took big mouthfuls. He started sucking her plump brown skin, leaving teach marks and everything. Then he began to lick her crack up and down. Sheryl grabbed her cheeks and spread them apart to give him better access. He stuck his tongue right in her anus and started rimming. Sheryl wiggled with excitement. Austin wanted to just eat that ass up. He began munching on her anus, and Sheryl liked it. She reached behind, grabbed his head and forcefully rammed his head between her cheeks. "Lick that fat ass," she encouraged him.

Austin was a good soldier, and did as he was told. He even took it a step further and began to penetrate her air tight anus with his tongue. But he didn't forget about the pussy. He slid two fingers in and out of her slot to penetrate that sweet hole too. Sheryl was loving it. Her desire to take Austin's cock inside of her was insatiable. She even considered letting him violate her ass later, but for the moment she settled for having him make love to her ass orally.

Sheryl had Austin keep playing with her ass and pussy until she was satisfied. She hadn't had an orgasm yet, but she'd been brought right to the edge. She knew when it came it was going to be extremely powerful. But poor Austin had barely been touched at all, and she wanted to change that. She removed Austin's face from her ass and told him to take a seat on the edge of the jacuzzi. "I want that cock between my wet lips," she said.

Austin's cock was twitching with desire. He'd been dying for years to get a blowjob, but had never even come close. A few of his friends had gotten them from white high school girls, but none of them had ever had something like this happen before. Sheryl began by playing with his nipples. She kissed and sucked them while fondling his balls. She then started licking his right nipple. She kept her tongue out, and slowly ran it down Austin's chest. She stopped when she got to his pubes, which she kissed. Her lips then moved in a circle around his package, occasionally stopping to plant kisses on his thighs. She ever so teasingly let her lips just barely graze his cock.

Meanwhile a hotel employee was taking in the view. In fact, he'd secretly been watching since Austin was eating out Sheryl's ass. He could've kept watching all night long, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed some guests coming through the lobby in swimming attire. He knew he had to break things up before the other guests got there. Slyly he walked close to the jacuzzi, and coughed loudly. Sheryl was in the process of licking Austin's balls when she looked up. The man politely told them that other guests were coming, and they'd have to take the fun indoors. Austin had been seconds away from getting his cock sucked, but now he would have to wait. For her part, Sheryl put her top back on, and readjusted her g-string. She got dressed right in the nick of time before the other guests got there. Before leaving she got pen and paper out of her purse and wrote a quick note which she would drop in the employee's pocket. It read: "If you'd like to eat my ass tomorrow drop by Room 1609. Who knows? I might even blow you...xoxoxo"

The employee walked away with a boner, which he was able to hide underneath his uniform. There was little Austin could do to hide his raging hard-on beneath his trunks, but he didn't care. It gave him an immense feeling of pride walking through the lobby with this stunning black beauty wearing a scandalous g-string. He walked with the cockiness that one gets when he knows he's about to have a woman drop down to her knees for him. While they waited for the elevator, Sheryl backed her ass into Austin's lap and started grinding. Her giant derriere was rubbing right up against the thin fabric of his trunks, and he feared he might cum in his pants, but he was saved by the elevator door opening. Lucky for him, no one else was riding it. Sheryl hit the button and said, "It's your lucky day. I'm staying on the top floor."




Interracial Hotel Lovin'



Austin looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Sheryl grinned and dropped to her knees. "Let me see that big cock of yours," she said as she took down his pants to reveal his rock hard cock shooting straight up in the air. "It looks so delicious. May I taste it now?"

She didn't bother waiting for a response. She grabbed the shaft, and gently slid the head between her lips. With just the tip in her mouth, she tenderly sucked it. Austin could feel the cum rising in his balls. "Do you like how I suck you?" she asked. 

"Umm," was all Austin could muster.

Sheryl put his cock back in her mouth, letting her lips slide almost all the way to the base. With one free hand she grabbed his ass, and with the other she lightly squeezed his sac. She bobbed very slowly up and down hid dick as her throat got used to its girth. She had only gone up and down on him a few times before the door suddenly opened on the eighth floor. It was a business man waiting for a ride. When the door opened he got a view of Austin leaning against the back wall with his eyes closed while Sheryl was on her knees in front of him. He couldn't actually see Austin's dick penetrating her hot lips, but he knew what was going on. He didn't get on the elevator, choosing instead to watch Sheryl's g-string framed ass jiggle as she bobbed up and down on Austin's lucky cock.

When the door closed, Sheryl took his cock out of her mouth. "Does it turn you on knowing every guy in this hotel wishes he was you? They just wish it was them and not you with their dicks in my mouth. I bet you have the nicest dick of anyone here."

"I'm so hard for you," Austin said.

Sheryl giggled. She hadn't been with a boy this young since she was his age, and she'd forgotten just how hard an eighteen year old cock can get. Before putting her mouth back on it, she grabbed his stiff rod and pressed it up against his stomach. With her tongue, she licked his balls, and swirled her tongue all the way to the top his shaft just like she was licking around an ice cream cone. She kept her hand on his balls the whole time, and when she got to the top she could feel his balls tighten. She knew he was getting close. She put his sensitive head into her dreamy mouth, and felt his cock convulsing. Seconds later her erupted. Sheryl refused to take her mouth off of him, swallowing load after load. She had never in her life made a boy come like that. Austin's whole body shook with every load he shot, and his knees went weak. He damn near collapsed. He shot his last load just as the elevator opened on Sheryl's floor.

Sheryl laughed when they got out. "I wasn't expecting that so soon!" she said with a giggle.

Austin looked ashamed. "I'm sorry. It was just...intense."

She kissed his neck a few times, and put her hand on his cock. She whispered in his ear, "It's okay baby. I like how you cum for me. I like having your cock in my mouth, and swallowing all of your cream. You're my milk man. Do you have more milk for me? Can you get hard for me again."

Austin was hesitant. "I...dunno."

"Let me help," Sheryl said as she dropped to her knees again.

She put Austin back in her mouth. She liked the feeling of his flaccid penis in her mouth. She swirled it around just like she was eating a noodle. Almost instantly she could feel it growing, and in no time it was hard again. Once she'd achieved the desired effect, she took her mouth off of him, and grabbed his trunks off his ankles. She told him to follow along as she grabbed his dick, and led him to her room just like she was walking a dog. They went inside Sheryl's room, and Austin truly took in the moment for the first time. "My friends are never going to believe me when I tell them about this," he said.

Sheryl responded, "Well you've got your phone with you, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then why don't we take some pictures. I can be your slutty little model."

Austin loved the idea, and the kinkiness of her own suggestion had really turned Sheryl on. She struck all kinds of sexy poses. Austin got a shot of her bending over the bathroom sink, inserting her fingers in her pussy, fingering her own asshole, playing with her boobs, any shot Austin desired he got. The one that turned him on the most was a photo of a nude Sheryl holding a sign above her ass that read: "Property of Austin James".

During the photo shoot, Sheryl even put on a few different thongs and lingerie items. For the last couple of photos she'd slipped into a black garter belt and stockings, with no panties. Right after changing into this getup, Austin had taken a few photos of her rolling around on the bed. Austin had managed to keep an erection for the entire shoot. "Come over here," Sheryl motioned. "I want to thank my photographer for a job well done. Make sure to get some photos of this as well."

Austin walked over holding his cock in his hand. Sheryl was all the way out on the edge of the bed. Austin took his staff and placed it on her mouth. She didn't quite suck him off, but she kept putting his thickness in her mouth and posing for hot blowjob photos. The further this went along, the more aroused she was getting, until she finally told Austin to put the camera away. She started sucking him as he stood at the edge of the bed. "Make sure to look in the mirror if you want to see what it looks like when I blow you," she said.

Somehow getting this view of Sheryl gobbling his cock made Austin even hornier. He was almost ready to cum again, but Sheryl wisely removed his dick before he could. She got up on all fours, and told Austin to eat out her ass some more. He straight up attacked that ass, munching on Sheryl's ass so hard that it strode the line between pleasure and pain. He rubbed her clit as he did this. Sheryl's entire ass was wet with sweat and her juices. Austin rubbed his hands all over that amazing wet ass as he rimmed her forbidden tunnel. Without any sort of warning he started to spank her, and grab handfuls of flesh. Sheryl grunted, "Oh yeah baby! Spank that ass! Spank this naughty girl!"

She had become animalistic. She pressed Austin's face so far between her creamy, sweaty brown cheeks that he couldn't breathe. She was practically shouting. "Lick that mother fucking ass! Eat that shit! Oh fuck yeah! Grab that flesh! You like when I ride your face! You like how I rid that fucking face! Sniff it mother fucker! Worship this fucking ass!"

Austin licked her ass faster and faster, and started rapidly ramming his fingers in her pussy. Right as she was about to cum, Sheryl grabbed Austin's hair so hard she took out a small chunk of it, and threw him down against the bed. Before he could react, she had climbed on top of his face, and had squeezed her powerful thighs around his head in a near death grip. She gyrated all over his face. He tried to eat her pussy, but she was moving to wildly for it to really work. She kept shouting. "Eat that fucking pussy! I'm in charge! My pussy owns you! Worship it! Devour that fucking pussy"

She spun around so she was now sitting on his face in the reverse cowgirl position. Austin's tremendous up curve made his cock ideal for 69ing, and that's just what Sheryl wanted. She gobbled down his rock hard member, roughly sucking it while her ass gyrated in Austin's face. She was slobbering all over it, and Austin's whole crouch was getting wet. She sucked it so viciously she even began gagging. Austin knew he had to do something if he wanted to keep from coming. It took all his strength, but he was eventually able to roll over and pin Sheryl down. She wrapped her muscular legs around him, and drew him in like an anaconda suffocating its pray. His cock was now right up against his pussy. He was millimeters away from losing his virginity. He pushed his mushroom tip right up against Sheryl's love tunnel. He got half an inch of it in before Sheryl all of a sudeen pushed him off. She got back up on all fours, and crawled over to the headrest. She put her hands up against it and said, "Now I'm ready. I want you to fuck me like a dog."

Austin grabbed handfuls of flesh from both ass cheeks, and rammed his dick on in Sheryl's glistening pussy. Nothing about it was gentle. He kept his white knuckled grip as he smashed her ass down on his dick. He was pounding her so hard that the whole room began to shake. Sheryl screamed with pleasure. "Fuck that pussy! Fuck that pussy!" she yelled. "Ride that ass! Oh yeah. Ummmm! Fuck me with that big dick! Rip that ass up!"

Austin took his right hand off her ass, and began spanking her as hard as he could, just as if he was a jockey riding a horse. Now Sheryl was the one thrusting her ass into his cock. "Oh yeah baby!" she shouted. "It feels so good! You're big dick feels so good in my pussy!"

Eventually he accidentally slipped out. Before he could re-enter, Sheryl turned around and pushed Austin's skinny ass over. She climbed on top of his cock cowgirl style and said, "Now it's my turn to ride you."

She loved being in complete control. She even reached behind and cupped Austin's balls while she rode his big dick. In less than a minute she could feel tremors throughout her body. She was finally orgasming. Her pussy juices flooded all over Austin's member, and her body shook like a buckling bronco. Her pussy lips squeezed so tight around Austin's cock that he lost it too, shooting a massive load down Sheryl's slot. She kept shaking on his cock as Austin fired load after load. A full minute later he was still unloading. Sheryl climbed off of him and engulfed his cock with her mouth. She held him inside her mouth until he went completely flaccid. With his flaccid cock still in her mouth, she rested in his lap for five minutes. They were both completely spent, and Austin wished he could have just crashed right there, but he knew he had to get back to his parents. Before leaving he asked if he could take a shower, and Sheryl said she'd join him. She gave him one last sensual blowjob, and he thanked her by fingering her ass. In a few weeks when Austin showed his friends the photos, he became the most popular guy in school.



Interracial In-Laws



My wife, Chastity, has a sister, Bella, several years her junior, who has always been on the wild side. My prim and proper wife was usually aghast at the latest information concerning her little sister's sexual exploits. It wasn't that she condemned her, she just didn't understand her. I, on the other hand was always fascinated, and frequently aroused by her actions and her appearance. She looked spectacular in a mini-skirt, and I loved hearing from my wife what Bella had told her about her latest lover's big cock. I secretly hoped in fact that Bella's influence would corrupt my wife, and when I look back now I can't help but wonder if I've merely reaped what I had sown. Many years ago I told my wife that I was impotent and I simply couldn't get aroused anymore. She took it very badly; she felt it was a reflection on her. I said that we were still married and that didn't mean she could cheat on me. She seemed offended by the mere suspicion. Even to this day she has always maintained that she just isn't interested in having sex with another man. Imagine my surprise, though, when I found out she had told her little sister all about my problem and my accusation! I was completely embarrassed that someone in her family, particularly someone with so little sense of discretion, was aware of my peculiar sexual dysfunction. But Bella told Chastity she thought she should get some action from a "real man" and actually offered to let her use her apartment to meet her lovers! My wife, politely but chastely, thanked her for her offer but declined her invitation.

It took me awhile, and I eventually accepted the fact that my wife intended to keep her wedding vows and remain faithful all her life. It even seemed that her sister was settling down. We had moved away and didn't see her sister much, but rumor had it that she had met someone she wanted to marry. I think it was troubling to the family that Luke was in his thirties, twice Bella's age. My wife and I soon became the only family members that were not against her marrying Luke. So it didn't surprise us when Bella and Luke showed up on our doorstep on their "honeymoon" asking if they could stay with us. They had eloped we were told, and couldn't afford a proper honeymoon, but wanted desperately to get away from the rest of the family for a few days. We were sworn to secrecy about their marriage because Luke was black and Chastity's family was pretty racist, her dad was always complaining about "niggers". But we were happy to help them, Bella was her little sister. It was a happiness that didn't last too long. As we got to know Luke it was hard to escape the conclusion that Chastity's family had been right. Luke was obnoxious, arrogant, vulgar, and aggressive. At 6'5", a good 260 lbs, he reminded me of the school yard bully who, secretly ashamed of spending year after year in the sixth grade, realizes that he can use his superior size and strength to punish the other students for his stupidity. "Remember when I said you can't see other men," I told my wife, "that goes double for anyone like Luke!" Prompted by my remark she told me how Luke had crassly propositioned her before he'd even spent an hour with us, and had been nearly unrelenting in his pursuit. "Don't worry," she replied, "I don't think I've ever met a more loathsome man."

We probably should have asked them to leave then and there, but we didn't know how to explain it to Bella. I think because she knew I'd make a scene and embarrass her sister if she told me, Chastity didn't mention that Luke's advances had included attempts at kissing her, fondling her breasts, and feeling her up. And since I didn't know the full extent of what had been happening, we agreed that for Bella's sake we'd let them stay the week and just try to make the best of it.

Whether Luke mellowed or we became more tolerant, by the third day of their stay, we seemed to be getting along well enough for the four of us to go out dining and dancing. Both Bella and Chastity wore mini-skirts, and according to my wife, had mutually agreed to wear crotchless pantyhose without their panties. And since Chastity told me, I suspect that Bella had shared this fact with Luke as well. It seemed a curious and provocative choice given the circumstances, but it was terribly arousing to view our sexy wives together knowing what they weren't wearing, and though I can't imagine Luke being any less affected, he appeared to be on his absolute best behavior.

The evening proceeded along rather innocently. It wasn't until after midnight and several drinks that Luke asked my wife to dance. I danced with Bella and my cock was stiff the entire time. All I could think about was fucking her. Looking at Luke and Chastity I was surprised to observe his remarkable restraint, given his actions of the past few days. He could have been her brother.

Not much of a dancer myself, and half wasted, I soon grew tired of dancing with Bella and managed to suppress my distaste for Luke, allowing him to monopolize Chastity on the dance floor. Pretty soon there were guys coming over to the table to ask Bella to dance (an event to which I remember thinking that Luke was strangely untroubled) and I found myself frequently sitting alone. It gave me plenty of time and opportunity to pay close attention to Luke and my wife. With each dance he got a little bolder and Chastity a little more drunk and little more receptive. She apparently got tired of pushing his hands away from her ass, for eventually I watched her just shrug and rest her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped loosely around his neck, while his large hands just held and kneaded her big butt. Though I was greatly disgusted with her casual acquiescence to Luke's pawing, I was also more than a little aroused and made allowance for her inebriated condition. When we got back to the house we went to our room and Luke and Bella went to theirs. I know Luke was "climbing the walls" horny, but Bella was so drunk we had to carry her into the bedroom. Chastity and I didn't even bother going to bed. I sat her on the bathroom sink and pushed her skirt up, eating her pussy through her crotchless hose. When I couldn't stand it any longer I just stood between her legs and fucked her right on the sink, still clothed, her red spike heels digging into my ass. Chastity went into the kitchen afterwards to get something to drink and I stayed in the bedroom and watched a late movie on TV while I waited for her. I guess I dozed off for a couple of minutes and when I came around and she still wasn't back, I went looking for her.

Heading downstairs to the kitchen I was arrested by a jumble of movement in the living room below me. I stopped cold at the top of the stairs trying to understand the scene in front of me. There was enough light drifting into the living room from the kitchen to make out my 5'4", 125 pound, wife on the sofa, struggling to get away from Luke, who was on top of her and trying to kiss her. I remembered their last dance in the bar and stepped back into the shadows out of sight wondering if she'd arranged to meet him. It just didn't make any sense; it was hard to imagine her taking such a chance particularly with the children in the house. Still I hesitated. A part of me, even while automatically trusting her, felt an irrational jealously. I wondered if she had lied about her repulsion to his brash vulgarity. I wondered why she hadn't cried out, or had she while I was sleeping? Maybe she liked him after all. She'd always said she preferred older men. He was tall, muscular, and powerful. Bella had even bragged confidentially about his cock size. Maybe she was turned on by his physical prowess and rugged good looks. Thinking about it filled me with self-doubt and self-loathing, diminishing me and sapping my confidence. By the time I realized with certainty that her behavior was anything but consensual, I had already felt the last instinct for action drain slowly out of me and I kept my place in the dark.

Luke sat astride her waist and held her arms over her head, clamping both her wrists together with one big powerful hand. He used his other hand to prevent her head from turning away as he showered her face with kisses and alternately licked and sucked her lips. He was taking his time with her, savoring every second. Whenever she opened her mouth to speak or cry out he buried his tongue down her throat. I could hear her grunting as she tried to buck and heave her hips up to throw him off but there was just no way she could dislodge him with his greatly superior weight and strength. Kicking him in the back with the spike of her heel seemed to have some minimal effect, but by this time he had pulled her blouse up and pushed her bra over her tits, and he managed to diminish her enthusiasm for this approach by simply pinching and tweaking her nipples.

Repositioning himself to cover her mouth with his free hand, he sucked her nipples alternately, one then the other and back again. He was at it for at least ten minutes before I finally heard him speak. His boldness shocked me. His loud voice was almost a challenge. It left me with the feeling that nothing could make him stop. Little did I know that he was taunting me, having spotted me lurking cowardly upstairs in the dark. "I don't know why you're fighting this," he told my wife, "telling your sister about your crotchless pantyhose so she'd tell me, letting me grab your ass on the dance floor with your husband right there, I've never seen a cunt hotter to get fucked than you." She pleaded with him to leave her alone, even promising not to tell if he'd just stop. Ignoring her appeals, he tried kissing her again but she turned her head away, and this time rather than hold it in place he just tongued her ear, licking her face and tonguing the other ear whenever she turned her head to escape his hungry mouth.

"Bella told me about your husband's teeny little weenie. And I know she told you about my big dick. How much she loves it. You're gonna love it too baby. You're gonna be all mine once you get fucked by a real man." Still holding her arms over her head with one hand he used his other to unbutton his jeans and extract his cock. It was so big and hard he had some difficulty getting it out. Chastity just stared, stunned at the sight of it. It was a good nine or ten inches and thick as her wrist with a large purple helmet. It was a magnificent specimen and dwarfed my own cock in length, girth, and sheer beauty. He moved up to straddle her chest and rubbed his huge prick all over her face. "Open your mouth and suck it bitch," he commanded. She turned her head away and he slapped her check with his cock. When she continued to refuse his instructions he held her head again with his free hand and pinched off her nostrils to force her to breathe through her mouth. "Ok," he sighed, "if you won't suck it I'll just have to go ahead and fuck you now." 

She tried to clamp her legs together but he appeared to find little difficulty in prying them apart and positioning himself between her thighs. I could still see her red heels at the end of her open, pantyhose covered legs. Her skirt was pushed up almost to her waist and her blouse and bra had been pulled up over her tits. She continued to struggle and plead with him to stop, wiggling her hips to forestall his entry, and he briefly contented himself with rubbing his cockhead over her slit. "Please don't do this," she begged. "I swear I won't tell anyone if you'll just let me go."

"You'll be begging for more of my big cock when I'm through with you baby," he replied. Pushing his fingers into her pussy he detected her cum filled cunt and mistook it as a sign of arousal and desire. Her wetness seemed to inflame his lust. "Damn baby," he exclaimed, "you just may be a bigger slut than your sister." Suddenly he lost all control. In a flash he had both hands holding her hips, steadying his target, and before she had time to react his cock was driving into her cunt.

"UUggghhhhh," she grunted, loudly, as his big prick bottomed out into her cervix in one quick plunge. "Oh, oooohhhh, god baby," he moaned, "your cunt is so fucking tight."



Realizing, I suppose, that her resistance had failed to deter him, Chastity apparently had decided to quit fighting. Perfectly still now, she turned her head away and lay limply while Luke pumped his cock into her. Luke was unaffected by her indifference. "Your hot cunt feels so good around my big cock baby," he told her as he alternately massaged her breasts and tongued her ear. "I'm not in any hurry honey. I think I just may spend the night in here." My wife didn't look at him and didn't answer and he continued to take his time with her. She made no attempt to resist when he hooked his arms under her knees to raise her thighs against his chest in order to increase his penetration. He fucked into her with deep, slow, strokes, and eventually his technique began to produce results.

She started to grunt each time his cockhead bottomed out into her cervix and she turned her head to look at him. Her lips were pulled tight around clenched teeth. "Ooohhh," moaned Luke with every thrust. "I love your cunt. I love fucking you." Chastity's grunts were softening now. Her breathing was becoming deeper and was followed by long, raspy exhalations. I could see her hips begin to move in almost imperceptible undulations. "That's it baby," Luke exhorted her, "now you're gettin' into it. Move your cunt around on my cock. Show me what a slut you are. Show me how much you love my cock" 

"Ooohhh God, uummmhhhh," moaned my wife, her head tilted back, mouth open and groaning openly. Luke moved to kiss her and this time she didn't turn her head away, but met his hungry mouth with open lips. Her whole body was moving now. Every muscle stretching tight to force her pelvis up to capture every centimeter of the cock pumping into her greedy cunt. Both her hands reached out frantically to pull in his pistoning buttocks as if, filled and stretched with more cock than she'd ever had, she craved still more. Still unsatisfied she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his back. Her red heels dug into his flesh as he fucked her, but he was oblivious to anything except the feel of the hot, tight vagina wrapped around his throbbing cock. The sofa creaked and squeaked under them in a rhythm of lust. "Oh god, fuck me" she pleaded now. They were like animals, totally out of control. Luke asking her a series of short and nasty questions. "Do you like getting fucked by my big dick? Is it bigger than your husband's?" My wife answering, "yes, oh God, yeesssssss!" "You hot fucking slut," he told her. "Shake your big fat ass!! Make that pussy dance around my cock you nasty fucking whore." She came in an explosion and almost at the same time, Luke drained the content of his balls deep into her wet cunt. After Luke had finished fucking my wife, he remained on top and began to kiss her. Having cum, and now apparently feeling guilty about her ultimately willing capitulation to Luke's brazen violation of the sanctity of our marriage, Chastity signaled that her cooperation was finished, by turning her head away in shame. Suddenly terrified at the thought of being discovered, I shrunk back further into the shadows and literally crawled across the upstairs landing and back into our bedroom. When my wife joined me just minutes later I pretended to be asleep and she made no attempt to wake me.  

The next morning I was sure she would say something about what happened, but not a word was mentioned. There was a certain tension in the air between Chastity and Luke, and though Luke was boldly attentive to her, she accepted his attention with almost a grim resignation. All of my repeated attempts to find out if anything was wrong were greeted with the same half-hearted "nothing at all." I assumed Chastity felt guilty for the way she had responded to Luke and I longed to console her, but I dared not even hint that I had timidly witnessed her ravishment. Luke cast a knowing grin in my direction several times and I assumed he was reveling in his memory of how he had used my wife without my knowledge, an error of judgment on my part that was soon to be corrected. 

It didn't surprise me when we were in bed that night Chastity seemed distracted and completely uninterested in sex. But it did surprise me that she seemed in such a hurry for me to go to sleep. I did my best to convince her that I'd drifted off, almost giving up when it appeared to have produced no results, but ultimately my patience paid off and I felt her gently sneaking out of bed. Again I crept out of our bedroom and took my place in the shadows at the top of the stairs, but this time there was no one in the living room. This time they were in the library. And this time my vantage point allowed me to see them easily while making it much more difficult for them to see me.

I could hear them talking clearly as the sounds waved upward to my position at the top of the stairs. My wife was telling him that she had only agreed to meet him to be given the opportunity to tell him what a lout and a bastard he had been to force her into sex the previous night. Luke chuckled and said, "I might be a 'lout' but I've also got the kind of hot cock that you love. Don't you, bitch?" Chastity's silence revealed more than I cared to know. Her intentions might have been honorable in meeting him, just to tell him off, but faced with his strong dominant personality, she had melted and was now just standing there as he removed his pajama bottoms. With a flick of his wrists he removed her skimpy translucent dressing gown "besides, bitch, if you didn't want some more of this big cock of mine, you wouldn't have shown up in such a sexy outfit just to confront me, isn't that true." Again my Chastity said nothing but she slowly nodded her head in agreement. Now, I was truly crushed, knowing that my wife was no longer simply being forced by her crude and rough brother into sex but was actually his willing participant. It was now obvious to me that my Chastity loved the strong way he manipulated her and was interested in sex from the kind of strong forceful man that I could never be! Without further words he forced my wife onto her knees in front of him. 

Then, Luke sat naked in one of our big reclining library chairs. The top of the doorway blocked my view of his head but I could see everything clearly from about his neck down. My loving wife was now naked too, and she was on her knees before her brother struggling to swallow every inch of his big, fat, cock. Luke's huge hands enveloped her head and held it firmly in place as his hips bounced up and down, fucking his prick into my wife's hot, hungry mouth and down her throat the same way he had invaded her hot, hungry cunt the night before. "That's it bitch," he told her, "swallow that dick you little cock hungry whore. Choke on it! Make your mouth a sloppy wet cunt to eat my dick!" She gobbled him ravenously, choking almost every time his balls slapped against her chin, but redoubling her efforts with each new stream of rough and dirty talk. I thought it would end with his cock blasting loads of stringy cum down her greedy throat, but it eventually became clear that she wasn't going to let him cum just once, and it didn't take long to find out why. If I harbored any remaining thoughts that my Chastity was being coerced into her sexual activities with Luke they were now completely dispelled as Chastity was now the initiator of the actions. Getting up off her knees she pushed Luke back in the reclining chair and then straddled his hips, guiding his cock to her pussy lips and then sitting down on it, slowing swallowing every inch inside her hot, velvety cunt. She threw her head back in ecstasy and then began working her slick box up and down Luke's fat prick in earnest. "Oh baby," he moaned, "you're driving my cock crazy with that tight cunt of yours!"




Interracial In-Laws



I couldn't believe it. I was watching my sweet loving wife willingly and wantonly working her pussy up, down, and, around the cock of her brother, the man who had violated her the night before. Her cunt was devouring his cock with what can only be inadequately described as sheer carnal gluttony. I had been stroking my cock and now suddenly found myself blasting my own cum all over the carpet. Once again I snuck back in the bedroom, but I had misjudged the likely length of their activities and fell asleep before she returned. 



The next day everything seemed to be back to normal. Chastity was now feigning sort of bare tolerance toward Luke, and Luke pretended Chastity didn't exist. I figured they were trying not to arouse my suspicions, but I was only partly right. It was their last day with us, and Chastity went shopping with her sister, leaving Luke and I alone together. I was stunned by what happened next. Chastity and her sister had barely left the house when I came out of the shower, into my bedroom, to find Luke sitting on the edge of my bed, naked, and stroking his hard cock. I froze in my tracks and just looked at him. My stomach was turning nervously. "Get over here and suck my cock," he said smugly, "I want to see if you're any better than your wife." His request excited me but I couldn't do what he wanted. "Get outta here," I screamed in mock indignation. "Not until I fuck your face, you pussy," was his reply. "I saw you watching me ball your slut wife. You just stood there like a wimp. Turned you on didn't it, watching me hold her down and fuck her with my big dick? Fucking her like a real man. I know you're hungry for some cock too, just like her."

The thought that he had seen me watching him that first night flooded me with fear. It gave Luke the terrifying power to tell her of my failure, it filled me with dread, and I couldn't face him. I wanted to crawl back in the bathroom and lock the door, but before I'd taken two steps, he was behind me. I could feel his hard-on poking my ass as he grabbed for my arm, and the next thing I knew he had managed to get my arm behind my back and had used his leverage to force me to my knees. With one hand he grabbed my hair and pulled my face into his crotch. With the other he pressed his cock into my lips and tried to pry my mouth open. "Suck it, you pussy," he ordered, "suck it, and it better be good or I tell your wife what a wimp you are." 

My worst fears realized, I felt I had no choice but to do this unthinkable thing. I opened my mouth and took his cock between my lips. I could barely open it wide enough to take it all. It was ten inches long and very thick. I could feel its big swollen veins gliding between my lips and under my tongue. Strangely enough I realized that my own cock had grown hard as a rock too. Luke cradled the back of my head between his hands and then slowly pushed his hips forward, working his cock down my throat. When I gagged he stopped and allowed me to take a breath, far more grace than he had permitted my wife. "Oh, oh, oh," he chanted as I enveloped his cock in my hungry wet mouth, swirling my tongue around the purple helmeted head. "That's good bitch. I pegged you for a guy that could suck some dick. Your wife told me all about your little prick; play with it while you suck my big cock." 

I no longer needed to be forced. God help me, but I was truly enjoying this male domination and my first ever cock-sucking. I had one hand wrapped around my cock pumping and my other wrapped around his ass to help hold my mouth around his prick. He started walking backwards toward the bed and I crawled forward on my knees still sucking on his cock, never letting it leave my mouth. He sat on the edge and holding my head began fucking his cock into my mouth and down my throat like it was a big, soft pussy. "That's it cock sucker, swallow that dick. I think you love it more than your wife does if that's possible." I wanted to taste the same cum he'd pumped into my wife. I started milking and massaging his balls with both hands trying to make him cum. "God damn," he bellowed, "you fucking fag, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh!!!" And I was quickly rewarded with jet after jet of his stringy hot cum filling my mouth and blasting down my throat. But he hadn't finished with me yet. He laid me face down on the bed and took his place behind me, between my legs. He greased his cock and my ass with his cum and then slowly began to work it in me. "Please... no..." I protested half-heartedly. "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" he replied, grabbing the back of my head by my hair, he yanked my head back, shoved his cock all the way in, his balls slapping against my ass, he bent me over backwards, ramming my ass like an animal. "Your ass is mine, just like you little slut wife's ass!" He spit in my face and slapped me hard, throwing my face back into the mattress and holding my head down. That shut me up. My ass stuck up in the air, completely vulnerable to his abuse. It hurt at first, but he fucked me for half an hour and before long it was feeling kinda good. I couldn't believe how fantastic it felt to be fucked up the ass by another man. Like my wife had, I found myself begging him to fuck me. "Ohhh..." I moaned involuntarily. He picked up on it right away, "Yeah, that's it, you like the feel of a big, black dick in yo ass, don't ya, cracker?" I couldn't help but say yes and he laughed a deep laugh, knowing he had broken me. As he pumped his cock to the bottom of my tight ass he told me that he would use me and my wife whenever and however he pleased. "Yes, anytime you want, master!" I moaned in reply, not aware of anything but his hot, black cock filling me up. "You fucking white faggot, you were born to be my bitch, weren't you?!" he yelled as he savagely ass-raped me. "God, yesssss!" I cried. 

"You see, bitch, I told you your husband was a fucking queer boy" he bellowed. I didn't understand who he was talking to until he pulled my head up and pointed it at the closet. The doors opened and there was my wife, Chastity, and her sister, Bella, who was behind her and had her hand down my wife's panties, rubbing her clit. Bella massaged her large breasts with the other hand and sucked on one of her ears.

"Look at that faggot husband of yours, sis, taking that cock like the little white bitch he is!" Bella whispered raspily into Chastity's ear. 

Bella leaned into Chastity and whispered to her, "Remember that time we were snooping and found Mom & Dad's stash - including the interracial porn and that massive black strap-on? Remember how we both knew that Mom must have been using it on Dad?"

Chastity moaned at the memory, licking her lips and holding onto her sister's powerful thighs while she watched the carnal debauchery before her.

"I heard you that night," Bella revealed, "masturbating to that gay interracial magazine you'd stolen and put under your mattress!" Chastity looked surprised and looked into her sister's wicked eyes, "Mom knew it was there, too, and she let you keep it." Chastity's mind reeled at the revelations, her whole conceptualization of her youth and her family structure in turmoil.

Bunni nodded to Luke and me, at the nasty spectacle we were putting on, his iron-hard, poker-hot manhammer pistoning into my poor, abused skinny white ass over and over, relentlessly, tirelessly. "This is just like that magazine, isn't it?" Bella breathed raspily into Chastity's ear and began kissing and licking it, sucking it in, causing Chastity to moan and gyrate. Bella returned to tonguing Chastity's sensitive ear, mauling her tits and rubbing her sopping pussy.

Luke's punishment of my insides continued unabated. As he held my head up by his painfully tight grip on my hair, he rammed his tremendous member deep to the hilt every time, spanking my reddening buttocks with his big, heavy balls with each thrust. It was all I could to but to hold on for dear life and watch my wife being seduced and sexed up by her own lecherous sister!

"Luke and I stopped by Mom & Dad's on the way here, sis," Bella informed Chastity, "and I introduced my big, strapping man over there to the parents." Bella grinned, "We stayed the whole weekend and Mom wants us to COME by more often." She chuckled evilly at the inference and Chastity new that something depraved had happened there.

"Mom gave me this, by the way," Bella said as she produced an absolutely enormous black strap-on - the one they'd found all those years ago in the bottom drawer in their parent's room! "She knew we were coming here next and she figured I'd have a good use for it!"

Chastity was mesmerized at the sight of it. I was, too. It was nearly as big as Luke's colossal ass-splitter and Bella was STRAPPING IT ON. My wife watched passively as Bella buckled up the harness and adjusted her new, heavy meat. She then suddenly grabbed Chastity, spun her around and rammed the entire huge phallus into my poor, helpless wife!

Bella's actions aped Luke's own and the two of them hammered us with a ferocity that came from some deep, dark bestial place that neither my wife nor I had access to. I watched as Bella slammed into her sister repeatedly, Chastity yelping and gasping with each violent thrust, taking every inch she could. Bella's tempo increased to an amazing speed and Chastity began emitting a stream of involuntary grunts and groans. Bella knew her sister well and could tell she was on the verge of an Earth-shattering orgasm and pulled her back up to her, her sweat-soaked back pressed tight against Bella's breasts, Bella jackhammered her sister with all her might, even lifting her off the floor with a couple of her thrusts.

Between the sight of her husband being anally ravaged by a hung black Adonis and her own sister's animalistic fucking, Chastity finally went over the edge. She began to moan loudly, then Bella grabbed Chastity by the hair, turned her face to meet hers and French kissed her own sister deeply and passionately as she bottomed out the whole of the massive rubber prick into her sister's sopping cunt. Chastity screamed her orgasm into Bella's mouth, rising in volume and pitch with each of Bella's final thrusts. The younger sister held her there for a time, then pulled out, causing Chastity to groan with sudden emptiness.

Bella, still embracing her quivering sister, reached down and shoved three fingers into Chastity's dripping, used twat. My wife's cum ran down her fingers. Bella pulled her hand out of my wife's panties and brought her fingers up to Chastity's face, holding them in front of her. "Mmmm, sissy came good... taste it, cunt!" Chastity did as she was told and sucked her own cum and pussy juices off her sister's fingers.

Bella then pushed her sister forward and to her knees in front of me. "Go ahead, sis, ask him how it feels!"

Chastity sat there, speechless, watching her black lover anally rape her poor, wimpy husband senseless. I was like a ragdoll in his muscular arms and he easily outweighed me two to one. I really was like a woman to him.

"Honey... he's fucking you..." she noted, "fucking you... in the ass..." she seemed transfixed, trying to understand her new reality.

"UNGH!" I grunted in between thrusts, "I... know!"

"Do... do you like it?" she asked.

"I... UNGH..." I couldn't admit it to her, it was too humiliating.

"Of course he does, look at his hard little cock!" Bella said, pointing to my miniature erection and laughing.

"Oh, honey... you've got a little hard-on!" my wife said in a way that made what was left of my manhood shrivel.

"I... UNGH! I'm sorry!" I apologized.

"Honey, no, that's good!" she assured me, "your impotence is cured! I'm happy for you! All this time, I thought it was me, you could never get hard for me, not even on our wedding night... but it wasn't me, it was you! You're a faggot, that's all! I'm happy you finally found what turns you on! Being fucked like a whore by a big, hung, black stallion! I'm so happy; we have so much in common!"

"I... I... UNGH!" I didn't know what to say or do, Luke's massive prick pounding my poopchute made it hard to concentrate.

"Come on, honey, it's okay, you can cum, do it, honey," she encouraged me, "you're a faggot now!"

That was it, the last straw. I couldn't hold it back any longer. "OHHHH FUUUCKKKKK!!!!" I groaned as I came on the bed without ever touching myself. It dribbled out weakly. I was too caught up in my sheer faggot bliss to be ashamed.

"Good boy!" Chastity beamed as if I was a child.

"Yeah, little fuckin' faggot, just like I told ya, right, ho?" Luke sneered.

"Yes, Master, you were right about him..." Chastity nodded.

Luke continued to ram my ass, and even though I had already cum, it still felt good. I was limp in his arms. Chastity watched - it must have been an incredible sight. As Luke continued to pound me, grunting and sweating, Chastity moved closer to watch his cock slam in and out of me. Her little sister, Bella, sat back in a chair and fingered herself, watching the incredibly kinky scene. Chastity seemed hypnotized by the sight of Luke's huge, veiny black cock delving into my ass to the hilt, over and over and over again. Chastity looked up at Luke as if he was a god.

"Master?" she asked, caressing his muscular chest with her delicate, ivory fingers, "Master, are you going to cum inside him?" she asked.

"You want me to, bitch?" Luke asked, "You want me to give it to your faggot boyfriend like I gave it to you, hunh?"

"Yes, please, Master!" she begged, "Please, let him have your cum inside him!"

"Beg for it, bitch!" he commanded.

"Please, Master Luke," she pleaded, "Please fill my faggot white wimp of a husband with your jizz! Please pump his ass full of your hot, thick superior black spunk! Please, like you did to me! I want him to feel it like I did! Please, Master, please let him feel you impregnate him like the little white bitch he is!!!"

Her words made even my limp cock twitch. It did much more for Luke, putting him right over the edge.

"FUCK, I'm cumming, boy, I'm gonna fill your little white ass with my nigga spunk!" Luke screamed as he started ramming my ass faster and harder than I ever thought I could take.

"Yes, do it, do it, Luke! Cum up his faggot ass!" Chastity pleaded.

Then he rammed his cock deeper into me than it had been yet, I swear his balls were right on my sphincter! He held it there and I felt his balls tighten. Every muscle in his body flexed and he held me tightly in place against him.

"Yes, YES!" Chastity cried.

Then I felt it! His cock throbbed, getting thicker even than it had been! And with each pulse I felt a fiery jet of his man juice shoot into my bowels. It was the most submissive feeling I'd ever had, to feel another man's spunk filling me up inside. I was no longer a man; I was his bitch, now and forever. Impossibly, he kept cumming up my ass, I couldn't believe it! It started to run out of my ass, he filled me up so much! I could feel it running down my leg; it was such a degrading feeling. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bella reach orgasm watching her newlywed husband impregnating her older sister's sissy husband.

Suddenly, he pulled out of me and grabbed my hair and pulled me and my wife's faces to his cock. He continued to shoot his jizz all over both of our faces. We both opened our mouths obediently, staring up at him like greedy little dogs waiting for our treat from Master. We took turns taking his spurts on our tongues. Finally, he finished, having filled our mouths and covered our faces in his man sauce. He slid his shit-covered cock into my mouth and I sucked it obediently while my wife admired his perfect body and licked his massive balls. Then he pulled it out of my mouth and slid it into my wife's mouth, slowly shoving it deeper and deeper until she had completely deep-throated it. Her cheeks puffed, her eyes watered and she began to gag. She couldn't breathe, but she never made a move to stop him and never broke eye contact with him. Just when I thought she would pass out, he began to pull out, only long enough to give her a quick breath, then began sliding it in again. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, my beautiful, prim and proper, pure wife, her face covered in jizz with a gigantic black cock sliding a foot down her throat. Luke gently guided my head to her face and I somehow knew instinctively what I was supposed to do. As Luke slowly, sensuously face-fucked my beautiful wife, I licked his cum off her face and swallowed it down.

Before long, Luke was ass-fucking my wife as I laid there on the bed, exhausted, his spunk still oozing out of my stretched, loose asshole. I couldn't believe his stamina... or the sheer supply of semen he could produce! After he had shot his entire load up her ass, he had her squat over my open mouth and shit the whole thing back into my mouth and made me swallow the brown-tinged shit-spunk with my mouth open so my wife could watch.

The rest of the weekend was pretty much variations on this, as he promised, he used us every which way he could imagine... and he could imagine a lot!

Even Bella got to use and abuse me, with her own big black cock. She may be petite, but her strength belies her small frame. I'd heard of women who could suddenly lift cars or fight mountain lions to save their children, but Bella summoned that strength when she was raping me - throwing me around like a bitch, spitting and slapping me, bending me over backwards and ramming that 14 inch thick rubber dick up my ass with so much fury, I thought she must have been a rapist reincarnated. Eventually, Chastity would fuck me with it, too, but never with the vigor and sheer animalism that Bella would. It was like she was possessed!

That was their last day with us and Luke gave the 'happy announcement' as he left that he had business in the area that would bring him back to our town on a fairly regular and frequent basis. All of this occurred just last week and Luke is due to visit with us again next week. A visit I look forward to with dread and apprehension but also some mixed feeling of potential excitement. Although, I cannot be absolutely certain, I have the distinct feeling that my wife is carrying out Luke's orders in regard to sex with me. Whenever I have wanted to make love to her these last few days she has found a reason to be unable to do so. On a couple of occasions after I had licked and sucked her pussy, she thanked me but said that she just couldn't reciprocate and that I'd understand soon. I'm almost sure that I'll be enlightened as to what my new sexual role will be with my wife when Luke joins us for the first of many exciting visits to our home!



Interracial Incest



by Curt Willis  as told to  BrettJ © 2009

Okay, where to start? Hmm - at the beginning I guess and go on from there. This is a long story folks, with lots of players, so be patient, 'kay?

My name's Curt Willis and I'm 25. I'm journalism major at a local college and I'm single, which is how I want it. You'll see why later. I also live at home, after living on my own for a few years. The reason for that will become pretty obvious soon enough.

I come from a large family, but there's a reason for that. I guess I should introduce some of the players in this little tale, huh?

There's my Dad, Ben. He's an ex-linebacker who coaches football at my college, I play on the team, but I'll never be pro material. Dad's okay with that, he doesn't have the jock mentality, so long as I work hard. Dad's pushing 55, but he's a damned fit 55 and some of the cheerleaders would really love to fuck him. I know, because they've told me.

Mom is Chantal, she's a leggy blonde who just turned 47 and barely looks 37. She modeled for a few years, but gave it up when we kids came along. She's a very sensual person and I have never, not once, not seen my Mom look killer. Some of my buds practically creamed their pants whenever Mom would come and see me play ball. I used to tell her how hot my buds thought she was and she'd laugh it off.

I have two sisters. The first is Debra Jo, she's 25 too, but we're not twins, she's almost 9 months to the day younger than me. Mom and Dad liked to fuck and Deb came along pretty quick. She's blonde, like Mom and hot too, although where Mom is tall, Deb's only 5'5", but all of it is a nice package. Great legs, great ass, nice tits and hair down almost to her knees. Sis can go from casual to vamp in a few minutes and looks great either way.

Becky is our younger sister, she was young when all this shit started up, but she just turned 18 a few months back. She's more like Dad's family, a tiny freckle-faced strawberry blonde with blue gray eyes and a look that somehow indicates she knows more than she's saying. Which is true.

Okay, still with me, cause here's where it gets weird.

From early in the marriage, the folks were swingers. Mom liked the ladies - a lot - from her modeling days and she brought home lots of playmates for her and Dad to share. I remember my Dad telling me that Chantal had the best taste in women and when it came time for me to lose it, he'd see if Mom could bring home one of her model friends to initiate me. Never happened, but that is  another  story and we'll get there.

Anyway, after about 8 years of marriage, Mom ends up meeting this couple that she really hits it off with, a Thai couple named Marty and Mikki. She moves in with them, divorcing Dad [he was cool with it and they stayed friends]. Mom got pregnant and I have a half-sister Michelle who is a little 18-year old honey. We see her all the time; they live just a few miles away. Dad and Chantal still fuck every once in a while, she sometimes brings Mikki, although Marty doesn't seem interested in swinging much anymore.

Dad didn't stay alone too long - he met this - no other word for it -  smokin'  hot black lady named LaShawn and they got married a few years ago. She had one son, Bill, who's a bud and together, they had a daughter too, my sister Denise who's just turned 18. I am gonna have to play protector / big brother with her, me and Bill, because she's nearly 6' tall, legs up to  here  great ass, great tits and she's very cool in a manner that just gets you interested.

Don't go trying to figure out the math - yeah, I think some people might have been fooling around with other people and whatnot - but that's most of my crazy family up to this point. Trust me; it only gets crazier, if you can deal. 

My life went nuts shortly after my folks split, but one thing that never changed, that's me and DJ, my Debra Jo. Being so close in age, we've always been there for each other. When money was tight, we even shared a bedroom, odd for teenagers, but we were always respectful until a few years back.

My sister was deep-throating me and Christ, no one gives better head. We'd decided after dating more than a few duds, if our love lives hadn't gotten better, when Deb turned 18, we'd fuck. We couldn't keep our hands off each other for more than 30 minutes if we were alone, my sister is one of the most sexual beings on earth - and yeah, more on that later.

"Suck me, slut baby, gobble that dick, oh yeah, you like it, don't you?" I groaned as my sis throated my shaft. She was already soaked from a 30-minute session of muffdiving that I had given her before. Debra was wearing the little pink lingerie set I'd bought for her the previous day, with a matching pair of pink panties and even cute slippers. The second she'd put it on, I had the urge to fuck the shit out of her and she'd been happy to comply. We hadn't fucked today, Deb and I both seem to know what the other wants and we wanted unrushed sex today. No one was home, so why the hell not, right?

"Wanna know a secret about Denise?" Deb asked, throwing her long hair to the side and moving away from me.

"Okay, what is it this time? Some new person she's got a thing for?"

Deb shook her head and said "No, this is a  sex  secret and you know how I get off on those."

Deb breathes sex, as much as we love getting it on, she likes variety. Luckily, the few fucks she's had so far have been smart enough to keep quiet, so she doesn't have a bad rep.

"So, our younger sister has her eye on someone, is that it?"

"Wellll, kinda - but it goes beyond that." she licked my cock and balls right down to the base. "Now, if you promise not to cum and give me a great fucking after, I'll let you in on the story. Deal?" 

"Deal."

"Okay, you may not believe this, but I think our new little sis has a thing for somebody in particular. She told me she wants to lose her cherry when she's legal, which she just became a few days ago, right? "

"Okay, and this is a big whoop  why ?"

"Because she told me she wants Bill to be her first fuck. And she wants you to be her second!" Then Deb put the cherry on top by saying "She has a thing for girls too - I think she might want me to complete the trio, y'know?"

Shit, I was lucky I didn't fall off the bed. Deb and I had kinky genes, but had Dad passed it on to our half-sister? Lucky fucker Bill, because Denise was a caramel-skinned beauty with a catlike grace and I bet she was gonna be one hot lay. Then the rest of the words sunk in - she wanted  me  to fuck her too?

"Shit sis, how'd you get all of this out of her?" Denise was a very quiet, seemingly-shy girl, despite her innate sensuality.

Like the cat that ate the canary, she looks at me and says "Let's just say Denise decided she wanted to try pussy before she tried cock, just to see if she might be bi."

Christ, I was getting more turned on by the minute, but I had to keep it all together. So, all I said was "And ...?"

Debra was still stroking my cock, ever the tease. "Let's just say if she isn't bi, she's a lez, because our little sis sure knew her way around a pussy. That was one of the wildest girl-on-girl sessions I've ever had, bar none!"

Deb's been into girls since we started hooking up, so that was no small compliment. If we find someone we think is cool enough, we share them and if they're  really  cool, sometimes we even tell them the secret. We haven't had any bad experiences yet - the ones we've told have gotten hotter than hell and loved having a brother fuck her while she's eating his sister.

"You know, we're talking too much" I told Deb as I moved her away from me.

"Yeah - so what  should  we be doing?" she said, raising an eyebrow. As if she fucking didn't know.

"THIS!" I said, pulling her on top of me and ramming my cock in her, hard. They don't make wildcats like Deb much anymore. Once I was balls-deep in her cunt, she gave me back the incendiary fucking that never fails to get us both off. My sister jiggled her tits and wriggled and bounced, she moved her ass so that my cock was really drilling her deep, head thrown back, eyes closed, Deb was in the moment, nothing existed for her but our fucking bodies, she was mine once again and I was hers. Her blonde hair was tossed from side to side, little " ohohohs " were coming from her lips and nothing else mattered except for our mutual, incestuous desire for one another.

She really gave it to me - I think Deb's pump had been primed that night, both from telling me the story and from her little impromptu lez-session with Denise. Damn! I really wished I could have seen them together, dark mixed with blonde, their sensual bodies moving in syncopation, tongues dabbing into heated crevices and hands exploring sweet flesh. Once I had screwed Denise, I was going to share her with Deb and pray to God no one caught us or that Denise was also open-minded enough to accept my relationship with our sister.

Deb came about 30 minutes later, after nearly wringing me to exhaustion. She fell back beside me and went to light up a smoke, forgetting she'd quit a month ago and there were none around. I bribed her into quitting by letting her play BDSM games one night and my being her slave. I am glad she quit, but shit, that was a night for the books.

"So?"

"So - what?"

Deb raked her nails across my skin. "So, what do you think about Bill fucking Denise and then you? Do you want to fuck our other sister?"

I think I shocked Deb when I said "I think I want to fuck  both  our half-sisters!"

Should've known better. Deb just wrinkled her brow and said "You know, I think I do, too!" Michelle didn't come around much, but she'd inspired a few lewd thoughts from time to time, in me - and I guess in Deb too!

"Okay, one thing at a time there, stallion!" Deb chortled. "Denise wants Bill to fuck her first."

"He won't do it."

Deb looks at me like I'd given her a glass of sour milk. "Oh, and you're sure of this  why ?"

I told Deb, flat out. "Because Bill has a thing about virgins. He doesn't want to be anyone's first, thinks it's a pain in the ass."

Deb was pissed, but she calmed down. "Okay, Plan A is now officially fucked. So we go to Plan B. Denise and I are going to have another girls night tomorrow. Lots of fun and nibbling and I think I can convince her to let  you  be the first. Are you up for the job, big brother?"

Did I want to fuck my sister's cocoa-brown, slender bod? Hell yeah, but I wasn't sure how I was going to make it all happen. Lucky for me, Deb was already in scheming mode and had most of it figured out.

"Did you get her a birthday present this year?" I shook my head - Denise told me it wasn't necessary and I took her at her word.

"Okay - tell her you felt bad about it and take her to Baton Rouge, that expensive Steakhouse you and I go to. Dress up in your finest - hmm, the Blue sports coat and the grey slacks - show her a good time, indulge her and take it from there. I'll get Daddy and LaShawn out of the house for the night, maybe we can go to the cottage or something. I'll help her pick out a really knockout outfit, so she'll think she's seducing  you ." That's Deb for you - she plans ahead.

"Okay Deb, but here's my one condition!"

"Which is?"

"Next time you and Denise are together, I want to make it a 3-way."

Deb's face broke into a wide grin. "Deal."

"In the meantime ... " I said as I placed my face above her wet blonde pussy " ... I am pretty sure I've got it in me to go another round." Deb let out an excited squeal as I buried my face in her pussy and began licking her again You never have to convince Deb to go another round -- my sister's a fucking nympho and I couldn't be gladder of that.

We were really lost in each other and didn't realize we hadn't locked the door when we heard "Holy Shit!" Deb lifted her mouth from my cock and saw that Denise was standing there is the hottest black silk teddy I've ever seen. She walked in, sensual, cool and it didn't look like she was shocked or pissed.

"I was coming to see if you were up for another session, big sister, but this looks like a lot more fun!" Denise said sensually. "Don't worry Curt -- I can hardly be judgmental about you crewing Deb when I've done the same thing, right? I'm guessing she told you. Don't worry tiger -- soon as my brother gets his cock into my pussy, you can screw me all you want."

"Not going to happen," I told Denise and gave her the same data I'd told Deb. Denise screwed up her face, she was ticked.

"Okay then, his loss. Think I can get my birthday present from you two now? This hot black bitch wants to start fucking cock, but a three-way sounds cool too!"

I didn't answer, I just drew this lusty, dark-skinned lovely close and began kissing her. She was a great kisser and I was also enjoying the view of my blonde sister undressing her and kissing up her long, dark legs. For the first time, I got a view of my sister's tits, no bikini or skimpy top covering them -- just dark, round tits with gorgeous nipples. I leaned over and fondled one, then began sucking her tits while I saw our sister bury her face in between Denise's legs and sucking her cunt wildly.

"Oh damn, this is so fucking good!" Denise sighed. "I think I'm going to love having girls eat my pussy, because you sure know what to do!" She sighed to Deb.

Deb lifted her head from between Denise's thighs and said "Our big brother is one of the best pussy-eaters in town, male or female -- baby, we're gonna have lots of fun from now on, you can count on it!" Then, she went back to work getting Denise ready for my dick again. Denise herself gave me a loving smile and moved a bit and stroked my cock, which was still slightly hard from my earlier play with our sis. I nodded and she ovaled her lips and began to suck my cock. It was fucking incredible -- my best lover with my newest lover and we were all one sexy, related, multi-colored sexual pile. Denise's dark head was bobbing up and down on my shaft, I dunno where she'd learned all this, but she was a fucking natural.

I wanted this to be special for Denise, because it was part of a special gift, a bond we three would now share, a night that would be in our memories forever. This was the night our sensual, hot baby sister was going to surrender her virginity, she was giving me that honor, plus she was letting Deb come along for the ride. Our relationship would change forever, we all knew it, so I began to join my sister in worshipping Denise's supple, dark form. She was just sighing and her eyes were closed, so as a test, I switched places with Deb and I ate Denise's pussy while Deb licked her tits and the rest of her body. Denise opened her eyes and saw our sister was now close by, they shared a soft, sexy tongue kiss and she beamed at Deb.

"You were right. He knows what he's doing down there. Oh Curt, don't stop bro, feels so  fucking  good!" Denise groaned.

"This is your night, baby sister, you tell us what you want," Deb said in a soft, soothing tone. My sister has the best sexual instincts of anyone I know, she's very comfortable in her own skin.

"Day-um, I could go on for hours just like this," Denise sighed. "But, I really want to feel a real, live cock in my pussy -- and it looks like big brother is up to the task. Come on, Curt-brother ... fuck your little chocolate slut!"

Hearing Denise give voice to some of the fantasies I'd been having lately was too cool. I saw Deb whisper something in her ear and she nodded, I figured out what it was when Denise moved on top of me and began to lower her silky, smooth body down on my rod.

"Sis says for the first time, this is the way to go and she hasn't been wrong yet!" Denise sighed. I saw her face grimace in pain for a sec as my dick began moving in, but Deb was now riding my tongue and leaned forward to kiss our baby sis while she initiated herself into womanhood. We three were joined together in sex and within a few minutes, my little sister was proving she had the fuckslut instincts of her older sib. She was really going at me, her body moving every which-way and taking all of me while she and Deb kept up their girl-play.

Still don't know how she learned it, but she tightened her cuntal muscles around my cock shortly after she began fucking me and used tricks that were beyond her experience to make me cum. I was a bit concerned about babies, but Denise said "I have an idea about that." She spread those long, dark legs of hers and Deb dove right in, cleaning her up and keeping her moaning and groaning. There hadn't been any blood but I believed her when she said she'd been a virgin. Still, she hadn't been slightly nervous -- something wasn't quite adding up, but who cared at this point? I moved in and began fucking Deb while she was eating Denise and I rather impressed myself with my stamina. I gave each girl another good screwing before finally passing out in a sex-induced haze.

When I woke up around 9, the girls were cuddled together, but you could tell they'd been at each other a bit. Denise woke first and shook Deb awake, they both gave me some nice wake-up kisses, but I didn't want to take any risks of getting caught if our folks were up and about. Denise went downstairs and put the coffee on, Deb and I got dressed and talked.

"Okay, that was one for the books," Deb grinned.

"Yeah, I'd think that book would be a best-seller," I joshed.

We decided that tonight, we'd up the birthday dinner plans. Now we'd  both  take Denise to Baton Rouge and Deb, minx that she is, thinks we should invite Bill and Michelle to join us. There will be a lot of celebrating going on and I don't think it all will be for Denise's birthday.



Interracial Love



Looking at my neighbor as she walks around the yard got to be an everyday thing. On a daily basis she would be in the yard working the flowers wearing nothing but a pair shorts and one could only wonder if she had on Thongs or Panties. I have often wondered if she was actually real. But this morning as I was getting the paper she waved saying good morning. Good morning, I waved back at her and said you are out early aren't you? Yes, she said, smiling. When you are home alone there is nothing else to do she went on to say.

Don't feel bad I told her, I am home alone for the next week. Talk about being bored, I will be. Think that I will go and get some movies and sit back and watch movies today. Then she said how about a cup of coffee? I would love to have some company. Great I told her, would love to join you. Suddenly the neighbor across the street walked over to ask me if I wanted to join him on the golf course Sunday morning? Hey that's a good idea I told him, but remember I am not that good. He didn't care all he wanted was someone to make up the foursome. Then she said Dave would you like some coffee? Sure he said, lets make a breakfast party this morning just between neighbors.

Tell you what, I am going to get some doughnuts then. Went in the house to get my keys and drove up to get some doughnuts for our little breakfast party. When I got back there she was out front again waving. As I got out of the car she said we are back on the patio. Walking behind Janet to her patio, I couldn't take my eyes off her shapely legs. Was she wearing panties or thongs I thought to myself. I had a feeling that this was going to be a wonderful day.

When I got to the patio it appeared as though the whole block was back there. Luckily I had gotten two large boxes of doughnuts. The good thing is everyone there knew everyone and I had often wondered was there some wife swapping going on in the neighborhood. They were two friendly with each other to be otherwise. I wasn't going to be concerned with it. If they were good I wasn't involved, but there were a couple there that I would love to make love too. For one was the host of the breakfast party. Janet was about six-feet tall and had everything in all the right places. Nice breast, legs, thighs, and most of all her hips. Not too big, nor too small but just right and I could only imagine what she would look like in a pair of thongs.

The shorts that she was wearing wasn't the kind that you could see the imprint of the panties. They were tight and I couldn't see how she was bending down so much working in the yard with nothing on but the shorts. That was neither here nor there she was indeed a beautiful lady. One of the ladies ask her, Janet, when is your husband? He is on a business trip overseas for the next week or so depending on how it goes, she said. So if any of you want to keep me company I would definitely appreciate it.

As the morning passed and everyone was getting up to leave thanking everyone for their contribution. I said goodbye to everyone saying that I was going to go and relax for a while. Janet was staring at me real hard and winked her eye looking at the side gate. From the side gate, she could enter my back yard and no one could see her. 

Around two-thirty that afternoon as I lay there on the sofa watching a movie there was a light tap on the patio glass. Waving over at her telling her to come on in. Hi she said, am I disturbing you? No I told her, just lying here watching a movie is all and relaxing. But the movie was probably watching me I went on to say. So how are you this evening I asked her? Fine she said just bored with nothing to do. Going to be like this for sometime to come now. Then I asked if I could get her something and she said sure a glass of wine would be fine. Poured her a glass of white wine and sat back down when she asked, aren't you having something? 

Yes I told her I already have a glass of scotch right here that I have been sipping on for a while now. Wanting to know what was going on in the neighborhood so I just asked. Janet, tell me what is going on here in the neighborhood? Why is everyone so friendly towards each other, are the wife or husband swapping? Laughing, she said how could you tell? I am not in their little circle of friends she said. But to answer your question yes they have wife swapping every weekend. My husband attends their little group meetings but I don't. I guess that is why I am not getting what I need at home, he is too busy sharing it with the neighborhood.

For about an hour Janet sat there an told me everything about her and what was going on. From how unhappy she was to wanting to find her a Lover and a friend. The she asked me for suggestions about finding a lover and a friend. I told her that would be left up to her, because no one could pick someone for another person. Getting up she walked over to the bar an poured another glass of wine. She knew I was looking at her. After pouring the wine, she took her own good time in returning to the sofa. I knew what she wanted. So I decided to check and see if I was on the right track.

Got up and walked over to the bar to pour another drink. From where she was standing I had to either let her come out first or ease pass her. So I eased pass her to get behind the bar and in doing so felt the softness of her hips. When is your family coming back she asked? Next weekend I told her, if they come back then. See we are separating so I don't really expect her back.

Seeing her smile I knew that she had something on her mind then. She sat her glass down on the bar and said I will be right back I need to go and get something . Watching her walk out the door started my dick to rise. This was going to be an interesting evening thinking to myself. Then she appeared back at the door and I waved her in. She said that she wanted to lock her door. Out of no where she said tell me what is on your mind this evening and be truthful. I want to know exactly what you are thinking. Not trying to hide anything I came right out and told her. Well I have always wondered if you wore Thongs or Panties when I would see you out in the yard. Sometimes I wear thongs, then sometimes I wear the French cut panties. That way the sides are free. 

Now what are you thinking I asked her. I was still behind the bar sitting on a stool. Crossing her legs, she looked at me and said you. What about me I asked? Walking over to the bar and sitting on the stool she said I want you to make love to me right now is what I want. I have wanted to make love to for a long time and this is the first chance that I have had to say something to you. I want to taste your body and let you taste mine as it is dipped in wine. 

As I came from around the other side of the bar, I walked right up to where she was sitting and sat down next to her. She went on to say I have never made love to a black man before, but I have wanted you for a long time. Then she said tell you what lets do, lets go over to my house and get in the hot tub. Say in about thirty minutes, ok, she asked? Yes of course, I told her that will give me time to get on some shorts. No problem she said you can wear what you have on, smiling. As she walked out the door she turned and said, "the door will be open".

As the clock was striking seven, with my scotch in hand I walked out and through the gate and into Janet's house. When I slid the door she called out, "Lock it if you don't mind". Doing as I was asked, walked over and sat on the sofa. She emerged from upstairs in a bathing suit and what wasn't revealed before to the naked eye was now. She then said lets go down in the basement and get comfortable. Picking up my glass I follow her down the stairs. For a white girl, she had a body. During the whole time that she was at my place we had never kissed or anything I just in passing felt the softness of her hips.

Once down stairs she said why don't you refresh your drink and if you don't mind pass my wine. Coming from the bar I noticed that Janet was already in the tub with her head lying back. Sitting the glass of wine next to her, she said come on in the water is fine. Easing out of my sandals and putting my glass on the edge of the tub I reached down and pulled my shorts off as well. She wanted to feel me so why keep on shorts and let her have her way. The water was wonderful and soothing. 

Janet moved closer to me putting her leg on mine. Not only did I have two legs in the water but I had three. I was as hard as the water was wet. When all of a sudden I felt a hand exploring my inner legs. While she was rubbing me up and down on my leg I leaned over and kissed her on those inviting lips. Not knowing that while I was at the bar get my drink she had pulled off the bathing suit and was naked in the tub. The water had her breast covered but as I was kissing her I cold feel a nipple harden an touch my chest. She continued to rub on my leg when I guess she decided to move up farther. As her hand found my hard dick she let out a little sigh. I asked was that good or bad that you just did. Very good she said and I think that we should get out of the tub and do something. She went on to tell me that she love kissing and loved the way that I kissed her.

But not making no moves to get out she only raised up and sat on me feeling my dick around her hips. She then began to roll her hips around and around as if she was wanting me to put it in her from behind. As she raised her hips up from me she had my dick in her hand and started to guide it in her ass. With the water soothing her ass and my dick I wondered if it would enter without pain. There was not lotion to put on and I wanted her to get out of the tub a let me do it my way. Then again this was her show so I let her go. When the head entered her ass slightly she screamed as if she had been hit with something.

She must have been reading my mind as she got out of the tub slowly as she eased my dick out of her. She look down at me and said I want to enjoy this fully. Reaching down getting a towel wrapping around her she said come go with me. We head upstairs and she takes me into her guess bedroom. Dropping the towel we stand there kissing and when her tongue entered my mouth, my dick shot straight out and touched the pubic hairs around her pussy. There was something about her kiss that sent chills throughout my body.

She then stopped kissing me and started kissing my stomach rubbing up and down on my legs until she stopped and started licking on my hard dick. Her hands never touched it just the skill of her tongue as she licked and sucked on the head until she took most of it all the way in her mouth. Once in her mouth she did things to my dick that has never been done before. Her hands still on my legs but her tongue and mouth were licking and sucking a way that it has never been sucked before. She knew what she was doing in that department. She was good and she knew it. Slowly easing it out of her mouth she told me to lie on the bed. When I was on the bed she again this time with her hand guided my dick right to her mouth. Making circles around the head of it then taking it out and rubbing it over her nipples.

Just when she thought that I was going to cum in her mouth she stopped sucking and took some cream and rubbed it down with. Then she put some in and all around her ass. Kneeling down on the floor with her head lying on the bed I got up and got behind her knowing what she wanted. A good ass fucking is what she had been wanting for a long time she told me. Turning her head looking back at me she said I want to feel your hot cum all up in my stomach. Fuck me until I scream she said. While she lay there talking I eased my dick right where she wanted it. Spreading her hips apart and when the head penetrated her ass she moaned. I told her to relax her muscles and get ready for the rest of it.

After it was all in her, the moans got louder an louder. Rubbing her on her hips then spanking them lightly with each and ever stroke I made. I knew she had wanted to cum as well but had to give her what she wanted right now and that was some of my cum in her ass. The harder I stroked in her ass the more she squirmed and backed her ass up to my dick. When I was about to cum she got off the bed and just kneeled on the floor getting ready to take all of it in. She and take all of my dick in her ass and when I started cumming in her she screamed like someone was beating her. Then she started gripping my dick with her muscles milking all the cum out of me. Slowly I started easing my dick out of her ass and cum started rolling down her hips. As she lie on the bed I began sucking on her already hard nipples and massaging her pussy.

The more I sucked the heavy her breathing became. Rubbing her pussy and then sucking on her nipples sliding down to kiss her on her pussy lips. When I kissed her pussy she moaned and her legs started to open slowly. With my tongue I played around the lips licking and sucking until the clit started emerging from its hiding place. As I sucked on the clit I started fingering her pussy until it was good and wet then I inserted my tongue in it and let it fuck her. Sucking and licking her pussy she then started rubbing on her breast and moaning and breathing hard. I knew she was ready to be fucked. Raising her legs up on my shoulder I entered her pussy and when I did she screamed. I touched something and she started cumming and crying at the same time. He pussy muscles began to tighten up on me as we started fucking together.

After about a good thirty minutes of slow to medium fucking she had about 5 orgasms that was long. Just as I got ready to cum she wrapped her legs around my back and said give it all to me deep in my pussy. Deep it was and the cum that met hers was one big explosion. We lay there talking about how it had been when I asked her if we would ever get together again. She said well you are going to play golf tomorrow so there go your breakfast, and smiled.

We got up and got in the shower washing each other down and as she was washing my dick it started rising again. She knelt down and took it in her mouth and sucked on it until I filled her mouth with hot cum. She never lost a drop. Reaching down grabbing my balls an started to suck on them.

As I was getting dressed she came over to me and said it is still early why don't you stay a while longer? Better than that I told her, why don't you come on over and spend the night with me then. We can do some things that wasn't done this evening.

Janet had some good pussy and knew what to do with it her whole body. Her lips were fantastic and could work her tongue. When she started licking and sucking on my balls I thought I would explode right then an there. I definitely wanted more of her for as long as I possibly could have it. Wishful thinking you say.

When I got in the door I began wondering if Janet was going to come over or not. Then the telephone started ringing. It was Janet. She asked, were you certain that I am the only white woman that you have been with? Yes I said, why do you ask? Because you did everything that I like being done to me as if you knew what we like, she went on to say. Was that good or bad I asked her? Very good she said and I have to admit something to you. I lied to you when I told you that I hadn't participated in some of their affairs. I went once and wasn't satisfied and never went back.

But the reason I called is I have a friend that wants to meet you. I am not trying to ease out of being with you but she called and asked me to introduce you to her. No she doesn't know anything about what we have been doing. So I asked her when does she want to meet me? Pausing on the telephone she asked out loud, "when do you want to meet him?" That only told me that the person was there and wanted me to come over. Damn, I hadn't been home a good thirty minutes, so I changed clothes and this time I knocked on the door. Janet answered asking, you you care for a drink neighbor? Yes I said, scotch on the rocks. Then she said Carol this is my neighbor.

When Carol stood up I almost fell backwards. Thinking that Janet was fine and beautiful but Carol had her beat in many ways. First, they were about the same height. However, from her lips down seem to be like she was a model. Everything and then some were right where it should have been. Yes she was white also, as if you didn't already know. We all sat down having our drinks when Janet excused herself for a minute and went upstairs. Carol and I continued to make small talk.

You know how you look at a person trying to determine what kind or if they had on anything or not? Well that was the case with me, I was looking at Carol trying to determine if she was wearing a bra or not. My suspicion was right she didn't because her nipples started getting hard from our conversation. Pointing like a marker straight out. Then I started smiling thinking did Janet want me over so that the both of them could fuck me? This was going to be interesting but I had to stay in control and call the shots.

I was trying to think why she was so interested in me. I had never met her before nor had I seen her in passing. I could only assume that Janet had been talking to her that evening after I left. The more I thought about the situation the more I wondered. I got up and walked over to the bar to fix another drink. Turned and asked Carol if she wanted another one? Yes she said as she got up walking towards me. There were so many things I wanted to ask her, but didn't want to spoil the evening. Then she asked, "where did Janet go"? I laughed and said probably up stairs with her toy playing with her self. She couldn't hold it back and let out a loud laugh. You think we should peep in on her she asked? Hell no I said. I don't want to see anything that I can't have.

I only said that to see what Carol's statement would be. She said you sure you haven't had that before? Hesitating in my answer. Then I said what do you think? Then she said, I am going to be honest with you, Janet and I were talking and I asked her what she was doing. She told me that she was resting cause she had just been fucked and fucked better than she has ever been. That is when we got to talking about you. She also told me that if I wanted so good cock to come on over and she would arrange for me to get some. Now the whole story had come out. So then I looked at Carol and asked her what do you want to do? Would you like to leave her here alone and go to my place? What about my car out front she said. Get in your car and I will have the garage open and when you drive in I will close it as well. Give me five minutes. She agreed and I walked out of the door with her right behind me.

Janet was going to be surprised when she came back downstairs. I cut the light of in the garage and when I heard the car on the driveway hit the remote and opened and closed it. Carol got out of the car and walked in the den still had her glass in hand. Walking up the steps she said Janet will still know that I am over here. How I asked? Oh I guess she is going to be watching out the window when you drive out. But then again do you really care I asked her? She had you to come over here so that you could get some good dick didn't she? Well do you want some or do you want to discuss Janet. She began blushing and licking on her lips. She walked up to me and kissed me long and hard. I stepped back afterwards to see had she changed into something else. She kissed like she knew what she was doing.

Meanwhile she started unbuttoning her blouse and let it fall to the floor. A model? Yes indeed that is what she looked like. When the bra fell those nipples were staring at me like we the people. Nice and firm. The her skirt and panties fell at the same time. All the while she was looking at me and not at what she was doing. Carol looked as if she was mixed instead of all white. Brown eyes, brown hair, medium brown nipples, and what got me was the hairs around her pussy. They weren't blonde but black. Full as the hair on her head. After she had finished she bent over and picked everything up neatly and folded it on the sofa. Walked over to me where I was sitting on a bar stool and kissed me again. This time her nipples were sticking me in the chest. 




Interracial Love in Hawaii Ch. 01



Hi. This is my first go at a submission so please be kind. My name is Christine. I am a navy wife and the following story relates to when we were stationed in Hawaii a couple of years ago and I assure you this is a real life experience. Just to give you a little perspective on me, I am 32, 5-0, and anywhere from 102 to 110 depending on the time of year and how motivated I am to stay in shape. I have 34c breasts and have kept my pussy completely shaved smooth for a number of years. I have been married for a little over nine years now. I definitely had my wild sexual times before settling down with my husband. I was in the Navy myself for a few years and there is nothing like barracks life on a payday weekend. Boos, hard cocks, and wet pussies everywhere. Although married life has been a great time in my life, I haven't always been the "perfect" wife. Being a hot blooded Italian girl from mid state New York, I learned to enjoy a good cock at an early age and as often as possible.

To lay the ground work for this, we lived in base housing up in the middle of the island and, naturally, going to the beach becomes a primary activity when living in Hawaii. My husband traveled often and the time in question falls into this category. He had been gone for about a month and wasn't due to return for about another two. I was a horny bitch in heat and there was no denying it.

Normally, my friend Lisa and I would either hang out on the beach up on the North shore (Mokuleia, a nude beach) or go down to the Hale Koa, the military hotel, down in Waikiki. This particular time, Lisa wasn't available to go with me but I still decided that I wasn't going to waste a good sun day so I decided to go down to Waikiki and catch some rays. I picked out one of my numerous bikinis, in this case a nice Hawaiian floral print that my ass looks great in, threw on some cutoffs and flip flops and headed down the island to Waikiki. It was a weekday and I arrived around noon so it was nice that the place was not overridden by families and loads of kids.

Upon arriving at Waikiki, I got situated at the pool which overlooks the beach and proceeded to catch some sun. Adjacent to the pool area is the Barefoot Bar. After some time in the heat, I decided it was time for a cool drink and walked over to the bar area to get myself a Mai Tai. As I was ordering, I noticed this black guy sitting at the other side of the bar that was seriously hot. I could tell that he was checking me out while I waited for my drink but I kind of disregarded it at the time. I got my drink and headed back to the pool area. I kept reflecting back to the guy who had been checking me out and my fantasy of many years that involved being with a black man. Although I had heard many stories, I had never personally experienced a good fucking from a well hung black man. The screwing around that I had done since being married had always been with white guys and it had been quite some time since I had any other guy fuck me at all. Although it all just seemed liked a passing thought at the time, the afternoon would soon prove to be very different.

After finishing my initial drink, I headed back up to the bar to get another. The line for the walk up orders was a little long so I looked around and saw an opening at the far side of the bar. This opening also happened to be right where the same black guy was sitting that I had seen earlier. It took forever to get waited on and he eventually said I might as well sit on the stool that was vacant next to him. I smiled and thanked him. We talked for a bit and I found out his name was James and he was newly arrived on island for duty. Needless to say, I soon found a fresh drink in front of me and we proceeded to chit chat.

I could tell that he was admiring the view of my tits in my bikini clad body as we continued to talk. Nor was I complaining as I checked out his 6-2 frame with tight abs and more of a bulge in his swimming trucks that my husband could ever think about achieving. One drink seemed to lead to a few more and I was getting very buzzed. James mentioned that he was staying right there at the hotel and that he had a couple of bottles and mixers up in his room and that we could party for a lot cheaper if I felt like it. Without giving it much thought, I agreed. We collected my shorts and things from the pool area and headed to his room. At this point, as we were walking, he made mention that I had a bubble butt that was unheard of on a white girl. I laughed and said something stupid but knowing he was checking me out was getting my pussy juices flowing, especially with the buzz I had on.

Once we got to his room, James made a couple of drinks and we went out on the balcony patio. The alcohol was having its effect and I was kind of oblivious by now, just admiring his steel hard body and that unbelievable bulge of his cock in his swimming trunks. The conversation gradually became more sexual in nature and soon I was telling him that I had fucked around since being married but had never been with a black guy. He immediately said maybe we should think about changing that. I said we would just have to see about that. After another drink, I excused myself to visit the bathroom. I could tell I was seriously buzzed, and a little nervous, but I knew I was in a situation that would only go as far as I decided to let it.

When I came out of the bathroom, James was making fresh drinks and he turned to me and he could tell I was a little wobbly and asked me if I was alright as he reached out to steady me. When he grabbed me, I just kind of melted into him and said I felt great, especially with his hand on my ass where he had grabbed me. He looked at me and asked me if I was sure and I said yes. He said he had been dying to get his hands on me ever since he first saw me. Next thing I know, he had my bikini top off, and we started kissing like there was no tomorrow. It felt so wonderful to kiss him, our tongues working in each other's mouths. His hands became very busy roaming over my body. One second he was feeling my tits and squeezing my nipples, the next they were working my ass and pressing me into that glorious cock as we kissed.

By this time, my juices were flowing and there was no turning back. Actually, I don't recall ever giving any thought to stopping. I slid down his body, kissing his chest and belly on the way down. As I reached my knees, I had his trunks in each hand and started pulling them down. His cock sprang free and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was right around ten inches and very thick. With all the cocks I had fucked over the years, I had never come close to experiencing one like this. I began kissing the tip until I slowly worked him into my mouth and began to suck him in earnest. I alternated between blowing him and working my way down to lick his balls. We were really getting into it by then and he kept telling me to suck his big black cock.

I could tell he was close to cumming but then he grabbed my head and pulled me off his cock and told me that his first load was only going one place, in my sweet married white pussy. He lifted me up and carried me to the bed. As I lay back, he reached down and lifted my ass up off the bed, pulling down my bikini bottom as he went. I was so wet you could smell my juices as I lay there with my smooth pussy fully exposed. The curtains to the balcony were still wide open and I could care less if anybody peeked in and saw us at that point. I was still pretty buzzed and I knew I wanted him to fuck me with that big black cock, and soon. We were both so worked up, he didn't waste any time even thinking about going down on me. As he got up on the bed, I spread my legs and told him to fuck me now. 

He slowly worked his cock around my pussy lips, teasing me. As he started to ease the head of his cock into me, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. He started working it back and forth, shoving a little more of his cock into me with each thrust. When he got about halfway, he shoved the full length of his cock in me and I screamed as I came with one of the best orgasms I had ever had. I was holding and squeezing his rock hard ass cheeks and I tried to push him further into my pussy. He continued to work his cock in me as my orgasm subsided and then started picking up his pace and I could tell he was getting close to shooting his load in me. I loved all things he was saying about making me his black cock whore and making my pussy no good for little white dick. Our pace kept building as he gave me the fucking of my life and he told me to get ready for his black seed. With one last thrust, he buried himself deep in me and began cumming. His load felt wonderful, it seemed like it would ever stop. We kissed some more and he told me what a great little fuck I was and that I was his personal black cock slut now.



Interracial Love in Hawaii Ch. 02



As we lay there naked in the aftermath of our initial fucking session, James fixed us another drink and we just kind of gathered ourselves with some idle conversation, albeit in a much more intimate manner. He told me he had seen a guy watching us through binoculars from the hotel tower that was adjacent to ours while we were fucking and I didn't even care. Between the alcohol and the great sex, I didn't care if the whole world was watching. I had had my first black cock and loved it!

Eventually, as we both recovered, we started making out again. It was so sensual to lie there, as the usual magnificent Hawaiian sunset began to set in, kissing and exploring the new level of intimacy we had attained. James was a great kisser and I quickly began to feel my already cum filled pussy starting to ache for his cock to bury itself in me again. I kissed my way down his body and took his cock in my mouth. I could taste the combination of his cum and my pussy juices as I sucked him. He quickly became fully erect as I worked my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. He told me to take all his cock and suck him good so I could taste his seed. His cock was so thick that it was almost gagging me as I sucked him but I got used to it and really began to enjoy it. 

We never had shut the curtains and as I was blowing him, he told not to stop and look because the guy was back on the balcony across the way. With the angle we were at on the bed as I was on my knees bent over James' cock, my ass was pointed directly towards the balcony. James told me to keep in the same position but to spread my legs out further so the guy could see my cum filled cunt. I could tell James was almost ready to shoot his load and began to suck him faster as he held my head on his cock with his hand. He told me to get ready as his cock exploded, shooting a massive load of cum in my mouth. I couldn't believe how much cum he was shooting so soon after we fucked. He kept his hand on my head and told me to swallow it all like a good little white slut. I was able to take most of it but as I pulled my mouth off his cock, some of it was dripping out. Not wanting to waste a single drop, I caught it with my fingers and licked them clean, savoring the delicious taste of this man who was making me his total slut in one afternoon. 

I had totally forgotten about the guy watching from the other hotel tower but James said my fan was still there. He suggested I should walk out on the balcony and give him a wave because he had seen the guy get his camera. Not really caring about a thing anymore, I said sure. I got off the bed and, totally naked, walked out to the balcony. The evening's sunset was still casting quite a bit of light and as I spotted the guy, I gave him a big wave and a smile. He looked to be about 50 and he quickly waved back, giving me the thumbs up to indicate how much he had enjoyed things. He then held up his hand to get me to wait and he turned and picked his camera up off the table. He started snapping pictures as I continued to stand there. When I decided to go back inside, I gave him another big wave. I turned around, bent over and gave him a great view of my ass that I'm sure he took a few shots of. James was laughing his ass off inside, telling me I had given the guy enough jerk off material to last a lifetime. He told me to go ahead and shut the curtains since it was now getting dark and lots of lights were coming on in the tower across from us.

Once I got back on the bed with James, we started talking and he asked me if I had any regrets about our getting together because he was really hoping we could continue things while he was stationed in Hawaii. He made it clear though that it would be a no strings relationship. I told him I would love to keep seeing him and that I agreed there should be no strings to our relationship. With me being married, it might not always be possible for me to get away to meet him and I couldn't expect that he would pass up on other women as opportunity presented itself. We still had about eighteen months left on our tour in Hawaii and I relished the thought of having this man's cock at my disposal for the rest of our time there. It was also an added benefit that he was going to be stationed at Schofield Barracks which was adjacent to Wheeler where we lived. He was thrilled that I agreed we could continue to see each other. 

As we were talking, we had started making out again. While he was kissing and sucking on my tits, he slid his hand down to my pussy and started fingering me as our making out became more intense. I could feel myself getting very worked up and, almost on the brink of another orgasm, he pulled one of his fingers that had been working my pussy and started to tease my asshole. He slowly started working his finger further into my ass. James told me that if I was really going to be his little black cock slut, I needed to give up my ass to a good fucking. Although I had tried taking it in my ass before when I was much younger as a teenager, it had not been a pleasant experience for me. So much so, that even despite repeated attempts by my husband, I had never allowed him to fuck my ass. By this time, James had two fingers working a constant motion in and out of my tight little asshole. Even though I had no idea how I was ever going to be able to take his cock in my ass, I told him I was his to fuck however he wanted, whenever he wanted. He said that's what he had been hoping I would say and that he would take it slow. I expected him to do me doggie style from behind but he told me to lay back and lift my legs up over his shoulders. He said he wanted to watch my face as he fucked my sweet ass. 

Once I had my legs up over his shoulders, he worked three fingers into my pussy saying he was going to use my cunt juice to lube his cock before putting it in my butt. With his cock glistening, he put the tip of his up to my asshole and began to work circles around the opening. I began to feel the head of his cock work into me slowly, stretching my hole as he worked more and more in. Eventually, with the entire head of his cock in my ass, he told me to just relax and it would be easier and enjoyable. I wasn't sure I believed him at that point but I said okay. He reached up and grabbed my ankles, spreading my legs further and forcing my ass up off the bed. As he did this, he quickly worked about three inches into my ass. I groaned as I felt his thickness slide deeper inside me. It felt like he must have been tearing me apart but as he pulled back and slowly developed a rhythm, I felt myself relaxing and started to match the thrust of his cock as he fucked me with those three inches. He smiled down at me and told me he knew I would be able to do it but that we still had a ways to go. 

With his next thrust, I felt him going deeper than before and realized he was now working about six inches of his beautiful black cock up into my ass. Even though it still felt very uncomfortable, I started to enjoy the sensation of his cock filling my ass. As the pace of our fucking increased, I really started to get into it and gave him a sly smile as I told him to fuck his little white slut. He laughed and told me not to get too ahead of myself and as he said, he slammed the last four inches of his massive cock into my ass. I screamed and thought I was going to cry as all ten inches of him were now buried in my ass. He stayed that way for a bit until I calmed down and then he told me now he could fuck my ass the way he wanted. He pulled his cock out until only the head remained in my ass and then he drove the full length of his shaft into me. Soaked in sweat from the intensity of the fucking I was receiving, I told him to fuck me hard and give me his cum. 

He worked his cock in my ass faster and faster as I became more comfortable. I couldn't believe how quickly I transitioned from the fear of being fucked in the ass to totally abandoning myself to the pleasure of his cock pounding my ass and opening my eyes to an entirely new avenue of sexual gratification. As he was fucking me, he kept telling me that my ass was his to fuck whenever he wanted and that in no way was I to give it up to my little dick husband and that my ass was off limits to any white cock forever. He told me to get ready to feel his black seed and with a final thrust of his ten inches, I felt him start to shoot his load deep in me. The blast of his cum triggered my own orgasm and as I screamed with pleasure, I could feel his cock continue to throb as he shot the rest of his load. When we finally came down to earth, he gradually worked his cock out and we lay back. I was utterly spent as he asked me if I enjoyed it. I told him that at first I thought there would be no way but that I really loved it as we got going. He said it would be even easier the next time and my enjoyment would only increase. He also told me that I should expect to be fucked that way whenever he wanted if I was to truly be his little black cock slut. I agreed without hesitation, and as he kissed me, I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke a couple of hours later, at around eleven, I told James I should really think about getting home. Even though my husband was gone, sometimes he would call the house phone rather than my cell and I wanted to be sure I was there. He understood but said I should take a shower before I leave. That sounded like an excellent idea so I dragged myself out of bed, really wishing I could have just stayed, and headed to the bathroom. James asked if I minded some company and with a smile, I said not at all. He told me to go ahead and he would be there in a couple of minutes.

I started the shower, stepping under the rush of water and it felt so wonderful after such a full day of lovemaking. As I soaped up and cleaned myself, I thought about the whole day and couldn't believe what had transpired and how great a fuck James was. The most amazing part was how willing I had been to do whatever he wanted. I smiled as I thought about what an interesting relationship this was going to be.

Shortly, James pulled back the curtain and got in the tub with me. He leaned down and gave me a deep soulful kiss and then asked how I was feeling. I told him that I was just thinking about how much I had enjoyed the day. He said he was glad and as we kissed again he told me to be a good little slut and clean up my black daddy. I lather up his entire body with soap, loving running my hands over every inch of his rock hard body. I worked my way to his cock and took it in both my hands. Even limp, his cock was so long and thick. As I covered his cock in soap, I could feel it twitching and start to harden. He laughed and said just for that, I was going to have to take care of him one more time before I went home. 

I couldn't believe that after dumping his load in my pussy, mouth, and ass that he was ready for more. By the time I rinsed his cock off, he was semi erect and told me to get down there and get him hard so he could fuck my pussy one more time. I knelt down in the tub, with the water running over us, and took his cock in my mouth. As I worked my tongue up and down the length of his shaft and his balls, he quickly became hard. I took his cock in my mouth and began to slowly run it in and out of my mouth, teasing the head with my tongue. James reached down and grabbed each of my nipples and teased them with his thumb and forefinger as I sucked his cock. I could feel my pussy getting soaked all over again. He told me to stand up and, grabbing my ass, lifted me up against the wall of the tub. With a single thrust, he entered my pussy, driving the full length of his cock into me. 

With my arms around his neck and the wall as a brace, he proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. I was soon moaning with pleasure as I was once again being filled by his cock. As I reached another orgasm from this unexpected fucking, he emptied another load of his cum in me. Even on his fourth cum in several hours, I could tell that it was more than my husband ever delivered. As he finished, he gently eased my legs back down to the tub and we shared another passionate kiss. We quickly cleaned up and got out of the tub to dry off. While getting dressed, I decided to skip putting my bikini bottom back on and opted just for my cutoffs and bikini top. I threw the bottoms in my bag and then James and I exchanged phone numbers so we could arrange our next meeting. James said he would walk me to my car that was in the parking garage across the street. We took the elevator downstairs and as we walked through the lobby I couldn't help but think about if any of the people who saw us could tell that I had been getting the fucking of my life for most of the day. When we reached my car, we shared a long, lingering kiss and promised to talk tomorrow. 



Interracial Love is Real Love



Man, I have been feeling so depressed lately. My sexy Jamaican girlfriend Tasha Thomas dumped me for another guy. And I became the laughingstock of the University of Ottawa campus. When you're a young Black man of Haitian descent at a White school in Canada, it really sucks. My name is Arthur Saint Pierre. And these days, my life really sucks. I kind of hate myself right now. What's wrong with me? why can't I find a woman to love me? For most of my life, the lovely Black women I found myself attracted to have walked all over me. Why is that?

When I went home to my mother and sisters and told them that Tasha dumped me, they told me that I must have done something to deserve it. I forgot to tell you that my mother, Anne Saint Pierre, really hates men ever since my father Antoine ran off with a French Canadian woman he met in the City of Montreal. My mother's hatred for men has spread to my sisters, Jennifer and Anita. They're both students at Algonquin College and are bona-fide heartbreakers and man-haters. This is the kind of environment I have to live in. I'm surrounded by Black women who hate Black men. Is it any wonder that I can't find lasting love with a Black gal?

I have taken a serious look at myself these days. I stand six feet two inches tall and weigh two hundred and thirty pounds. I'm not a bad-looking guy. And I'm one of the brightest students at the Faculty of Engineering at the University of Ottawa. In a classroom full of White guys, White chicks and Asians, I hold my own. Hell, I outperform the best of them half the time. I get my brains from my father, who graduated from the University of Manitoba and used to teach business at La Cite Collegiale before he left Ottawa forever. My mother dropped out of Carleton University and never finished her degree. She's always bashing my dad but never acknowledges his accomplishments...or mine, for that matter.

Yeah, I was living in a toxic environment. I think that's the root of all my problems with women. That's my set pattern. I choose the meanest and most evil Black woman out there, and I worship her. And I act surprised when she treats me like dirt. That's why my relationship with Tasha Thomas didn't work. She was toxic and I stayed with her because she is toxic. Not in spite of that fact. Am I a genius or what? Man, sometimes I amaze myself. After dumping me for this South African guy, Tasha went around spreading nasty rumours about me. And all the chicks on campus, especially the Black women, looked at me with scorn. I had become a virtual social pariah during my third year at the University of Ottawa. Guys and gals alike mocked me and teased me. Isn't that awesome?

Yeah, I was depressed. I had no friends. My family was no help. And to be honest I couldn't blame all of my problems on Tasha Thomas. I have this co-dependency problem which I must get over. To that end, I went to this counsellor assigned to me by the school, Dr. Jocelyn Rock. I guess when I had a nervous breakdown in the campus library and threatened to kill myself, it made some folks nervous. Thus, I found myself mandated to be in Dr. Jocelyn Rock's office. I didn't want to be there but the school told me that if I didn't attend at least three sessions, I'd be kicked out of my program. Well, that got me to shut up and do as I was told. I didn't want to endanger my future. I want to be an Engineer so bad I can basically taste it.

And that's why I ended up in Dr. Jocelyn Rock's office. And the good doctor wasn't what I expected. She was tall, for one thing. Easily over five-foot-eleven. And she was smoking hot. A tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, curvy White woman in her late thirties. And she looked at me impassively while we talked. I must say that she looked really good in her Black silk shirt, Black silk pants and comfortable-looking Black leather boots. I found the doctor's obvious hotness kind of distracting. I didn't let on, though. My reaction to the doctor's proximity kind of shocked me to tell you the truth. 

Folks, I want to be really clear about this. Seriously. I am not one of those brothers who chase White women. I am not into White chicks. I am not even curious about White women. I am a good Black man who loves his Black women. The Black goddess is my standard of beauty. For most of my life, I've only been attracted to Black ladies. My dorm room wall is littered with sexy pictures of Black female celebrities. Wendy Williams. Serena Williams. Vivica Fox. Lisa-Raye McCoy. Venus Williams. Janet Jackson. Jill Scott. Lisa Leslie. Queen Latifah. And many more. Yeah, I love the Black woman. It's too bad Black women seem incapable of loving Black men these days. Especially if you're a Black man who happens to be decent. They love the gangsters, the rappers and the ball players. They love the thugs and the hustlers. But they don't have any love for the hard-working, educated brothers like myself. That is such a shame. A damn shame, that's for sure.

I told all this to Dr. Jocelyn Rock. The beautiful White woman looked at me impassively as I continued my emotional spiel. I told her about my family's divorce, which took place shortly after I graduated from Saint Laurent Catholic Academy. My parents had been having problems but all couples had problems. They didn't necessarily break up. I was really surprised when I came home one day and found my mother burning some of my father's clothes. I tried to stop her but she smacked the living daylights out of me. Hot damn. Even the memory of it makes me cringe. My mother could be a very violent person sometimes. Yeah, my father dumped my mother for a younger White woman he met in Quebec. He later divorced Mom and married the Quebecer. 

That's where my mother's hatred for Black men came from. Her amazing hatred for Black guys spread to my sisters. I basically grew up in a house where I felt hated simply for being Black and male. I looked exactly like my father. That didn't make things easier for my depressed and chronically angry mother, or myself for that matter. My life had been a nightmare since my parents divorce. My home life had basically become Hell. Welcome to the life of a young Black man of Haitian descent living in Ottawa, folks. Man, telling that story to a total stranger felt weird. In a weird way, I felt relieved. I looked at Dr. Jocelyn Rock and saw something in her eyes which I hadn't seen before. Compassion.

At the end of the session, the doctor and I shook hands. Then she did something very strange. She hugged me and told me that I was a decent guy who did nothing wrong. I was surprised, to say the least. Dr. Jocelyn told me she would sign the papers for the school so I could go back to class. And she also told me that I was welcome to her office any time I had a problem. She was never too busy to take care of people whom she considered worthwhile. I smiled and thanked her. Then I went home. Wow. What a day! And you thought you had it rough!

Thus began a profound change in my life. I decided to start a new page. I focused on school and basically ignored the women on campus. Especially the young Black women. They're so quick and vicious when mocking a Black man. Wow. I wasn't interested in the White chicks either. I always found them fake. They change like the weather. Of course, the same could be said of most women. The only woman I could trust was...Dr. Jocelyn? How weird is that? I can't trust my mother. I can't trust my sisters. Why? They hate Black men with a fiery passion. Including me, their own flesh and blood. The chicks on campus, Black or White, were all flakes. That's the truth about most young women at the University of Ottawa. I swear we've got the bottom of the barrel when it comes to quality people in the City of Ottawa. 

I continued to excel in my Engineering classes. And I went to Dr. Jocelyn's office whenever I felt like talking to someone trustworthy. I found myself admiring and respecting the good doctor. I've always respected smart women with strong minds. It felt weird but so relieving to talk to her. Man, this is weird. I'm a young Black man living in the bigoted City of Ottawa, dealing with angry Black women and racist White folks left and right. And the only person I feel safe talking to about my issues is a White woman who is older than me. Is life weird or what? 

During one of our sessions, the good doctor shared certain things with me. Unexpected things. She told me that she was an outcast from her family. They disowned her when she decided to marry Jonas Adewale, a Nigerian immigrant whom she had fallen in love with. I was stunned. Dr. Jocelyn had a sad look on her face as she told me the tale. Her father was really mad when she told him she fell in love with a Black man. Her mother wasn't fond of Black people either. Dr. Jocelyn came from a wealthy English family whose roots in Canada went back to its foundation. To say they were xenophobic would be putting it mildly. The doctor described herself as a fool for love who defied her family and married the man she loved. Later, she found out he only married her to get his residency papers from the Government of Canada. As soon as he got his papers, he divorced her and married a Nigerian lady whom he was secretly banging while married to her. Dr. Jocelyn found herself the laughingstock of her family and friends. Now she was alone in the world.

I looked at Dr. Jocelyn Rock, amazed at what she had told me. This tall, strong woman who was the dispenser of advice to naive little old me suddenly looked very vulnerable. Wordlessly I went to her and hugged her. I looked into her eyes and told her that Adewale was a scumbag. He wasn't worthy of a strong and intelligent woman like her. With tear-stained eyes, the doctor thanked me. I nodded. My father raised me to be a gentleman. I would never allow any man to disrespect a lady. Regardless of the color of the people involved, a real man was supposed to respect the female of the species. Dr. Jocelyn smiled sadly and told me that she wished she had met someone like me instead of Adewale all those years ago. I grinned and told her I wished I had met her instead of Tasha Thomas three years ago. We stared at each other in silence, stunned by the emotional weight of what we had shared with each other. I'm no expert on shrink/patient stuff but we had definitely crossed a line or two.

Well, we crossed yet another line. You see, Dr. Jocelyn Rock kissed me. And I kissed her back. Yep, you read right. I had definitely crossed the line. I had kissed a White woman. Not any White woman. My psychiatrist. Assigned to me by the University of Ottawa. What have I done? Dr. Jocelyn told me that she liked me. And she told me not to be afraid. To be honest, I was scared. This was all new to me. Well, this was new to her too. Later, we discussed why. As a young Black man living in North America, I was bombarded with stories of Black men who got in trouble due to relations with White women. Tiger Woods. Kobe Bryant. Marcus Dixon. Michael Strahan. Michael Jordan. And the list goes on. I really shouldn't be kissing this White lady in her office. Kind of a risky thing for a young Black man to do. Yet I did it anyway.

Jocelyn Rock could be penalized by the Canadian Psychiatric Association for crossing the line with a patient. And she could lose her licence. Not to mention her colleagues at the University of Ottawa would lose all respect for her. Even in these liberal circles, White women who had relations with younger Black men were frowned upon or whispered about maliciously. Jocelyn laughed and told me about how racist some of her ex-friends and relatives were. When they found out she had a preference for Black guys in the dating game, they told her they were worried about her safety. All people, both Black and White, are ninety nine percent more likely to be killed by someone from their demographic. Simple scientific fact. Black folks kill more Blacks. White folks kill more Whites. That's how Criminologists see it. Jocelyn found their bigotry ridiculous and didn't associate with them anymore.

Well, that's how it all began. I embarked on a relationship with Jocelyn Rock. I'm in love with her and she's in love with me. We walk around in public, holding hands and kissing. Yep, we're in love. And we don't care who knows it. When my mother and sisters found out I was dating a White woman, they called me a sell-out, a race traitor and a weirdo. I get funny looks from White folks, especially older White guys, when I enter a restaurant with Jocelyn on my arm. I also get angry looks from Black women. I've been called a sell-out and a White pussy chaser by Black women who didn't even know me. 

The funny thing is that none of these Black women would ever look at me if I was by myself. That's the truth about Black women being mad at interracial couples where the man is Black and the woman is White. Oh, well. I really don't care. I've never dated outside my race before. I've always dated Black women. Yet I've never had a Black woman show me love, affection, respect or appreciation like Jocelyn does. And she's not after me for my money. I'm a University student for crying out loud. I'm not rich. She's the one with the Ph.D. and the mansion along with the fancy car. I love her for her. For rescuing me when I felt like I was nothing. For saving me when I was basically suicidal. I asked her to marry me and she said yes. We're getting married this June, after my graduation ceremony. That's right. I'm getting my Engineering degree from the University of Ottawa. A funny thing happened. My father and I reconnected. Turns out he's about to become a daddy again with the Quebec lady he married. Wow. Dad wasn't surprised to see me with Jocelyn, with whom he gets along great. Pops said certain things are genetic. I guess he might be right. Folks, at the end of the day, love is love. Get over the color thing. Peace. 



Interracial Love On The High Seas



"I think you better take some time off Joan, you have been working so hard on that project. Now that it is finished and they need a few weeks to review it, take the vacation that you were planning before the project came up" said her boss Bruce. "I don't really think I'm the "cruise type" but maybe I will see if my friend can still get time off and go with me. I really don't like to travel alone."

Joan was driving home from work and she make a stop at the local take out buffet that had it all, from A-Z so she could rest, call her friend and not have to worry about cooking and clean up.

After picking out so many different delights to have for dinner, she stood in line and was getting hungry from all the delicious smells that were coming from the many containers which they were in. She also went to the neighborhood liquor store to get a bottle of her favorite wine and finally was heading for home.

She got out and picked her mail out of the slot and then headed to her townhouse. She got her briefcase out and all the yummy foods but swore she wouldn't touch anything in her briefcase tonight as she was dog tired.

After putting a plate together of almost everything she brought home, she decided to change into her comfy sweats and call her best friend Julie and ask her about the cruise. Julie said she would love to still go and needed to do some shopping for some clothes so they made a date to shop on Saturday and then have a night out to go over their vacation plans and then book the trip.

She went to bed shortly after she ate and spoke to Julie and kept wondering if she was doing the right thing. She then thought how tired she is and how hard she did work on that project.

Saturday couldn't come quick enough for impatient Julie did nothing but talk about the cruise in every conversation she and Joan had during the week.

Bright and early and the girls had breakfast at the mall in the little coffee shop they loved. They did some talking and decided they would cruise to St. Thomas. 

Shopping went well as they bought new bathing suits and dresses, shorts and tops and even some new undergarments and a few sexy night gowns. There was also the new shoes, sandals and sneakers and some sweats.

That night Julie picked up Joan and they headed to the pub/club they frequented with friends all the time. It was crowded but they got is as Julie thought ahead to make reservations. The had the buffet for dinner and talked and decided to go to the travel agent in the morning as they knew someone that would be open on a Sunday. They went and make all the arrangements and they leave 2 weeks from Saturday.

Work was busy for me but she wasn't as crazy as she had been and was getting everything in order so that in her absence if something would need to be looked at or looked up, it would be at their finger tips.

The day finally arrive and girls waited for the taxi take them to the airport. It was crowded but it went fast as they then approached and then boarded. The flight was about 2 hours the they chatted the entire way.

They got all their luggage and went to the docks where the cruise ships were all lined up for departures. She kept saying to herself that she will have fun and she will not have a doubt about it.

After getting settled into their cabin and unpacking they had the normal drill to show the passengers the lift boats and then had a little welcome aboard luncheon for them. They set sail and ate a nice lunch.

In the dining room there were so many people guys with guys, girls with girls, families, older people and some college age students both boys and girls.

I was scouting the crowd and someone caught her eye but kept it from Julie. He was tall, well built and seemed to be with a friend. He was also black. I had this "thing" for black men and Julie always teased her how she "was always different then anyone else". He happen to have turned to look in her direction and she thought he was looking at her.

They had second seating for dinner and would you believe this but the attractive black man she saw earlier was at their table and she would like a crazy young teenager but tried to act cool. They introduced themselves to each other at the table as they would be table mates for the entire trip. His name was James and he said he was single. His friend was white and his name was Dan. He was also attractive but she was too busy to notice that Dan was attracted to Julie.

After dinner they went back to their cabin and Julie commented how James was looking at me like he was interested. I told her that I found him to be personable and attractive, but I knew I wasn't in his league and she told me I was. She said that she heard Dan tell James about the "midnight buffet" and insisted we go there and see if we could meet up with them.

We changed into something more comfortable from our dresses and heals. She put on one of several pairs of white slacks and a floral top and white sandals. Julie marched them around the disco/buffet at midnight and Joan spotted James right away but didn't say anything to Julie as she was already having thoughts of James when Julie shouted out "There they are; let's see if we can sit with them". As we were walking towards them, 2 girls sat down at their table with them and my heart sank but I didn't want to get bummed it was only the first night of 2 weeks on the high seas. We found a small table that we sat at and had a drink. The music was great and I was in the mood to dance and as that thought came into my head, James came by and asked me to dance and I accepted. He said the girls talked so much and all about themselves that he wished they would leave. 

Julie went over by Dan and started to talk to him and girls seemed to be upset because he was paying attention to her and James had already gotten up to see me.

James invited me back to the table where Dan said that he and Julie were going to check out the ship; walk around the decks. James said he just wanted to hang out on deck and enjoy the moonlight and asked me to join him and of course I accepted.

We talked briefly about our jobs, family and friends and I told him that I didn't think I was the type for a cruise but I was enjoying myself so far.

The looked up at the stars and the moon and I felt him put his arm around me. It was so comfortable. I turned to look at him and he had a huge smile on his face. He had the sexiest dimples I have ever seen; so deep and pronounced. He looked me in the eyes and I looked into his dark eyes and the next thing I knew it, we were kissing. Not little pecks but passionate long and french kisses. I hated to admit it, but I stuck my tongue in his mouth first and we are still laughing at it to this day.

We walked around and stopped and kissed and then he invited me back to his cabin. I thought that Dan may already be there asleep but I went with him. There was no sign of Dan and James put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and a note for Dan not to come in yet.

We made such beautiful love to each other. He was careful and slow and he has a huge long thick black cock, extra large I may add, but I managed to fit it in my mouth as I gave him what he called "the most mind blowing and most enjoyable blow job he ever had". I did mention to him that "I swallow" and he was excited. He entered my white shaved pussy slow and then we developed an rhythm and it was like we were old time lovers.

We did it doggy style and it was awesome. I told him that I wanted to wear and swallow his hot juice when he was ready. He honored my requested by shooting his hot load down my throat and all over my face and chest. I got cleaned up in his bathroom and he asked me to stay the night with him and he removed the sign. He said he couldn't keep Dan out with no where to go. We got up at 8 and I had to go back to get ready for breakfast and noticed that Dan had never returned.

James got ready and walked me to my cabin and who was walking out of my cabin was Dan. Julie was in the shower so James and I sat my cabin and made out a bit and kissed until she came out. She kept James company while I showered and got ready.

Eventually I moved all my belongings into James cabin and Dan moved into mine. I hardly saw Julie and I was having the time of my life. I lucked out as James was also from NJ and we carried on after the cruise and we are still together.

I never knew that I would have enjoyed myself as much as I did on the cruise I didn't want to take. 

I love James and he loves me and we have the best sex ever. We pleasure each other every chance we can and he will be moving in with me shortly as he is signing his lease over to Dan who is still dating Julie. We are very close to each other and double date at least twice a month.

Things happen for a reason and if it wasn't for my boss pushing me to take a well deserved vacation, I would have missed out on meeting the man of my dreams. Some of my family and friends are not too happy about me dating James because he is black and I am white and I told them all that they should get a grip and don't try to drown out my dreams of being with a black guy.

James has been an inspiration to me and a great lifelong love that I look forward to seeing every day.



Interracial Love



I began thinking that this was looking like I was a male stud to give dick to anyone that wanted it. Even though she had a beautiful body I wasn't going to be dick that anyone could come and get. Getting off the stool I went behind the bar and poured me a long stiff drink. Looking shocked, Carol couldn't understand why I had gotten up and left her standing. Then I told her. She didn't like it but understood where I was coming from. When I told her that I was going to be more selective of my friends she said, I hope that we can be friends. She was hot and wanted to be fucked. Around her pussy hairs there was wetness and she continued to rub up and down on her pussy. Taking a finger that had been in her pussy she slowly sucked on it as if she was sucking a dick. But I had made up my mind, we could sit there and talk but there would be no fucking. Carol wasn't pleased with my decision at all. She hurried and got dressed. While she was putting on her bra those lily white nipples were still erect. Not only were they hard so was I.

After she had gone I went back to watching my movie. How in the world did I get caught up in something like that was beyond me. I must have fallen asleep. The telephone woke me up. "Hello" I said. Hey man did you forget? It was my neighbor wanting to go play golf. Lying, I told him that I wasn't feeling well and was going to stay in bed. I decided that I was just going to stay home and do absolutely nothing on this Sunday.

While sitting at the breakfast table drinking coffee the telephone started to ring. Thinking that it was going to be someone that I wanted to avoid and didn't want to answer it. Yet on the third ring I picked it up and to my surprise it was an old friend that I hadn't seen or heard from in a long time. Hi she said in a sweet seductive voice. I was sitting here having coffee and thought about you she went on to say. Funny I laughed, "I am doing the same thing , I told her. After about ten minutes talking she had asked me to come by and have a drink with her for old times sake. What time I had asked and she said if you were here now you would be late. Let me take a shower and I will be right over. That for sure was a good way that I wouldn't be bothered with neighbors today. They would see me driving off as I laughed to myself.

When I got to her apartment and she opened the door, she stood there still in her robe and that got me to wondering. We hugged and she closed the door and said have a seat. Would you care for a cup of coffee or something she asked. It is afternoon and I am through with coffee I told her. How about a scotch on the rocks, I asked? Fine she said, be right with you. After bringing my drink she sat down in the chair across from me then began asking questions. What have you been doing, who you been doing it with and all the good stuff she asked. I started giving her all the good gossip that she wanted to hear. To include the pussy that I didn't get. Why she asked? After explaining why then she understood. Then I wanted to know all about her since the last time we had seen each other. She said that she hadn't been made love to in over six months. Did have someone but then he took a job overseas and that was the end of that. Now she said, I am just taking it easy and doing nothing.

I had never made love to her as long as we had known each other. We were just good friends but we both new that we wanted each other. Neither of us ever would make the first move and today I felt that she had made it. Especially wearing nothing but her robe and I could tell that there was nothing on underneath. Then she said tell me something, you said that you had crossed the track. Was it worth it? To be honest with you I told her, it was damn good and surprised me. The lady knew what she was doing and how to use what she had. She never said another word but got up and when she did her legs opened and there was nothing underneath her robe but panties. She said you have gotten me aroused just from talking about you fucking someone else now I need a drink.

While getting her drink she asked, Do you have anything planned for today? No I said I was just going to lounge around and do nothing. Why,I asked her? For no reason she said just didn't want you being late for something. Furthermore I told her, Monday is a holiday anyway and I don't have to work. But what I couldn't understand is why her boyfriend wouldn't take her with him overseas. A bathing beauty so to speak with everything not to small and not to large. Just right and all in the right places. Long hair that came to her shoulders, nice kissable lips, big brown eyes that made her look real sexy. Smooth legs and thighs, hips were as soft as cotton.

As she returned to her seat we must have talked on and on for about an hour. The the subject got changed to SEX. She asked if I did Oral Sex on my neighbor and I truthfully told her no I didn't. Do you like Oral Sex, I asked her? Definitely she remarked provided the person know what they are doing. Giving and receiving she said I love it. Before long I knew she would be squirming in her seat or panties would be wet. Wasn't long after that she got up to make sandwiches. Then I asked her, "what's wrong, is it getting to hot in her for you"? Is that the reason you can't sit in one place? We both laughed together. How did you know she said? Just a lucky guess I told her. But remember I said, "you started the conversation."

Yes I did, she told me because I wanted to know you views on the subject is all. I got up and walk over to the counter to get some ice for my glass. It was almost impossible to get the ice without brushing up against those hips as they were sticking out. Easing by her and brushing her hips as I said they were soft as cotton. Put two ice cubes in my glass and poured scotch on top of it. Looked over at her an asked, have you ever been made love too with ice? Of course not she said loudly! You should try it sometime I said. Left it alone and when she sat down with the finger sandwiches she looked at me slyly and said, maybe one day I will try it. 

Looking at the clock on her wall I noticed that time was really flying by. It was wonderful to be able to sit and talk to a beautiful lady, but I could be lying on the sofa or even in my bed watching a movie or reading a book. It never occurred to me why she wanted me to come over and I knew it was to talk about what I had been doing. There had to be something on her mind and she wasn't letting go with it. I hadn't known her to even like scotch, yet there was a big unopened bottle there when I arrived. With that I just got up and went to get another one. I wasn't going to drive anywhere now. Somehow I had a feeling that is what she wanted company for the evening. Hell, I might as well just sit back and enjoy myself then. Which I did. After pouring my drink I turned slowly and saw her massaging her breast. She didn't see me looking. They were protruding through the robe that she was wearing. I knew then that she was wanting something. So I bumped into a chair to make noise to let her know that I was on the way back. She had removed her hands from her breast and was sitting there just smiling.

Why are you smiling I asked? Oh nothing she said slyly, just thinking is all. You want to share your thoughts with me I asked? I might just do that but then I don't want you laughing at me or anything. What is it I repeated? She got up from her seat and walked over to where I was sitting and sat down beside me. I want to be close to you when I tell you she said. I was smiling and thinking about you playing with my breast. I didn't need her to say anymore and I didn't even answer her. I just leaned over and started massaging her left breast. As my hand started cupping them the harder they began to get. When I opened her robe to get a view of those nipples I noticed how they were rising and falling. Looking over at my glass to see if I still Ice in it. Putting ice in my mouth then leaned over and started sucking on her left nipple. When my cold tongue touched her breast she let out a sigh. With her head lying back on the sofa now I knew she wanted me to play with her.

The robe that she had on was opened all the way now and to my surprise she had removed her panties while she was away. With her nipple in my mouth, with my left hand I began running it up and down her inner right thigh. As I was getting close to her pussy her legs began to open wider. When my hand touched her pelvic another light moan escaped her lips. Moving from the left to the right nipple I continued my licking and sucking on her hardness. As I moved down to her navel with my tongue she never moved one part of her body just her hips. Adjusting them on the sofa and raising her pelvic up to my hand she was ready. Around the top of her pubic hairs I let my tongue explore. Moving my hand to her pussy lips I spreaded them apart and let the tongue probe the outer parts of her lips. Looking down at her pussy as it was wet I started to lick the top. When I did she started to moan loudly and her hips started to squirm. 

Tongue continued to probe deeper and deeper in her hot wet vagina. The more I searched inside of her the more her muscles squeezed it. Suddenly, there was a flow of warmth touching my tongue as she released what was and enormous orgasm. Holding her hips up off the sofa and to my face she continued to cum over and over again. Easing back on the sofa with her body I continued to lick on her pussy. Licking inside and out and all around it. Taking in all her sweet juices that she had released. With her head lying back I then went back to her inner left thigh and began to softly kiss.

Looking up at her throbbing pussy, I put my tongue back in her and began to let it move in and out then around until I touched her clit. Upon touching her button she started cumming and cumming. I let her continue to release her juices as I licked all of it up off her pussy and down her thighs. Leaving her for a moment I reached over and got my glass of scotch. Took a sip and said how do you feel now? How do I feel she asked? I feel like I am on top of the world she said. I have never in my life ever felt this good and the way you had me cumming was out of this world. During my lovemaking, I have only cummed maybe once. Could it be because I wasn't relaxed she went on to say? You had me so relaxed and just had full control of my body. No one has ever tongued fucked me like that. I am only use to maybe just maybe having it kissed but never licked and sucked as you just did.

Until I had the first orgasm I never really knew how to feel from it. No one has ever made me feel this way. I was standing over at her counter pouring a drink listening to her talk about what had just happened to her. She had left her robe open and her legs were up on the sofa. When I looked over at her all I saw was her thighs and pussy. As she gained her composure, she got up and headed towards the bedroom and I assumed it was the bathroom. Calling me she said, would you come in here for a minute? I put the glass on the counter and joined her in the bedroom. There she was on the bed. Robe gone and she had turned the covers back on the bed.

You aren't going home this evening she said. I am going to make sure that you have something to keep you company all night. So I want you to get undressed and join me right here. With an offer like that who could refuse. If her pussy was as good as it tasted I would definitely enjoy it. As I undressed, she got up and turned the lights off and lit some candles. I walked in the bathroom and got in her shower. I wanted to be good and fresh when I lay next to her. Didn't want to smell of sex.

When I got in bed she was all over me. Kissing me like she was hungry for something. Her hands were rubbing me up and down on my chest as her tongue explored my mouth. I reached up and started playing with her nipples all over again until they began to get hard. Bending down she put her hand under her breast and fed me the nipple saying baby here have some of my milk. When I first sucked on them earlier there was nothing there but nipples. Now as I sucked I got milk and made my dick harder. With her nipple in my mouth she mounted my dick and soon as she did her pussy muscles started squeezing me. I don't want you to cum in my pussy she said not yet. I have another place that I want to feel all your hot cum. She rode me for what seems like hours and kept switching her nipples in my mouth for me to suck. Each was full of milk. Not only had I tasted the juices from her hot pussy but now I was drinking her milk.

Just as she started cumming she stopped fucking and just sat there letting all her juices cover my dick and run out. Then she removed her breast from my mouth, turned around and without cream or anything put the head of my dick in her ass. At first there was a entry problem but when she finished squirming on it all was left was for me to unload in her ass. She began to move her ass all around my dick and it wasn't long before I started shooting everything I had. When my hot cum went in she let out a yell and stopped moving all together. Raising up off me she then put it back in her pussy and rode it hard all over again. I thought this time from the way she was riding it she wanted to break it off in her pussy. First everything was slow and easy now she wanted it rough. I pushed her off me since she wanted it rough and got on top of her with her legs up in the air. All I could see was ass and pussy and I jumped right back in the pussy. For the next hour we fucked hard an hard and harder. She had about six orgasms right quick and I didn't think that she was going to stop cumming.

Just as I was about to cum she gripped me real tight with her pussy and held it for a long time. As the cum entered her pussy, her head was moving back and forth on the bed and finally when it was over she lay there passed out. Fainted! Had me worried but seeing her breast rise and fall I knew that she was ok.

When she woke up I had showered and dressed and was sitting in the front room sipping on a drink. She came up to me naked as hell and gave me a long kiss. Then she looked at me and said, Damn! Why didn't you tell me before what I had been missing. When I told her that she had passed out was the reason that I had showered and dressed. She said no one had never done what I did to her before. I have never passed out before, but I have put some to sleep. Normally when we finish they always go to sleep not me. "Excuse me she said", I am going to get in the shower. Wish you had woke me up so we could have showered together she told me. We can do that later I told her, remember, I am not going anywhere this evening.

Upon returning she was only wearing her beige thongs and matching bra. What are we going to do now she asked? How about lets go to bed I said. I told her how good her pussy tasted and felt and I wanted more of it. Then she looked at me and said, "from this day on, this pussy is yours anytime you want it". If you want to come and get some for lunch I will take off work and meet you. See baby it's like this with me. When someone make me feel like you have today and no one else ever did, I want to keep it. So this Pussy is all yours. We got back in bed an started right where we left off. Fucking and sucking and by the way, yes her breast still had milk.



Interracial Lovin' Ebony Pt. 01



Chandice couldn't figure out what was wrong with herself. The start of the lawnmowers engine just seemed to send chills through her body, right to the special spot between her legs. No she didn't have a lawnmower fetish, but she did seem to have a thing for the landscaper that was using it. She just couldn't understand it, she had never been attracted to a white guy before this.

Chandice looked over herself in the mirror and she fluffed out her raven colored hair. At twenty-nine she could say she a nice body. Slim and taught stomach, c-cup breasts, and a nice round ass. Her dark chocolate skin was smooth and free of wrinkles, and her light brown eyes made men stare into them. That damn motor, it was making her bare nipples harden, and her pussy start to moisten her light blue panties.

Chandice walked into the bedroom and looked out the window to the lawn below. There Brent pushed the mower along, wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts, suitable clothes for ninety-degree weather, but it hugged his form, showing toned but not huge muscles. His white skin was a golden tan, which his sweat made glisten. His long golden hair wet with water, which he usually pours on his head to keep it cool.

Brent's dad was a successful landscaper, having a very popular business for doing office landscapes. He worked for his dad, doing the business landscapes during the week. At the last neighborhood social a few months ago, his dad had told people that if they needed lawn work done, Brent would be happy to make some extra money as well. Chandice and several others hired the young twenty three year old.

Chandice suddenly caught herself rubbing the crotch of her panties, making the wet spot grow. This is what she was talking about. She couldn't understand why he turned her on. Sure, she had seen hot white men before this, but they never did this to her. Was it something to do with how her own sex life with her husband, or lack of one, had been?

Chandice's husband, Derek, was a very attractive man. He was slightly older then her, in his mid thirties, charcoal skin, bald and well built. When they first met two years ago, lots of hot sex ensued. It was wild, passionate, and often. Now they've been married for a year, and about six months ago it started to decline.

Now for the past two months, it's been nonexistent. It was the usual thing in this situation. He had to work late, been very tired when he came home. She kept trying to tell herself it wasn't the blond white girl secretary that had just been assigned to him.

Chandice walked over to her bed, today's outfit already laid out by her. Something must have been going through her mind as she had pulled out her outfit. A white tank top lay on the bed, with a blue short-sleeve shirt, which she would have to leave unbuttoned cause of the heat. She had decided on a pair of tight blue jean shorts that fell to just above her knees, and hugged every inch of her body. She tried to justify that it was hot out, but she knew just by looking at it that it would tell someone that she wanted to fuck.

The purr of the lawnmower sent another chill through Chandice, an uncontrollable urge. It was then she knew that she didn't just want to, but she needed to. Otherwise, the urges would be too much for her. She pulled on the outfit, and headed down stairs to her computer. She checked her emails, and found one from Derek. He had been asked to come in for Saturday, and now it looked like he would have to stay late.

For once Chandice smiled at the idea of him being gone today. It was funny, she knew what she was going to do but she didn't feel guilty about it at all. She walked over to the living room window and looked out at Brent, who had just taken off his shirt and watched as he turned off the lawnmower.

Brent's body was tight in every way, muscles not super big, but he was very chiseled and defined. She let out a slight moan as she imagined running her hands over his chest and abs. After she wiped the look of lust from her face, she walked over the door and opened the door.

"What's up Brent?" Chandice called to him stepping into the doorway. "How are you today honey?"

"Oh hey Mrs. Hentsin," Brent smiled with a wave. "I'm good."

"Ugh, boy please," Chandice rolled her eyes. "Don't call me that. Makes me feel old. Chandice please."

"Uh, sure Chandice," Brent shrugged and he emptied the lawnmowers contents into a plastic bag.

"You almost done?" Chandice asked, flashing another smile.

"Almost," Brent said before closing the bag. "Need to put this in the trash, put my lawnmower in my truck, and then I'm out of your hair."

"How many more houses do you have to do?" Chandice asked.

"You were my last one for today," Brent said turning to look at her.

"That's cool," Chandice said with another smile as she watched Brent's eyes quickly travel up and down her body. "I was going to make some orange juice. Did you want a glass?"

"Um, sure," Brent said with a smile before wiping his shirt across his forehead.

"Just come on in once you're all done," Chandice said before walking back in and shutting the door.

Chandice headed to the kitchen, grabbed a thing of frozen OJ and went about making it. She had just finished making it when she heard the front door open and close. She turned around, grabbed two glasses from the cabinet and turned back to see Brent walking up to the island counter. Poured two glasses and handed him one.

"Thirsty?" Chandice asked giggling as she watched him drain his glass.

"Yea," Brent nodded after drinking. "Thank you. I needed that."

"Want some more?" Chandice asked, refilling his glass when he nodded.

"Life savior," Brent said taking a quick drink, and another glance and Chandice's body. "Man it's hot out there."

"I know," Chandice said giving him a smile as she bent over the counter, knowing he could see a good amount of cleavage. "It's supposed to be ninety all week."

"Hope not," Brent sighed. "Working all weekend."

"All weekend?" Chandice pouted. "What about that sweet girl you've been seeing. How come you're not spending any time with her?"

"Broke up last weekend," Brent shrugged.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby," Chandice said, though inside she knew it would be easier to seduce him.

'Let me get those," Brent said picking up the glasses and walking to the sink behind Chandice.

"Why thank you," Chandice said staying bent over, smiling as she had caught him glancing at her cleavage.

Chandice listened to the water running as Brent washed the dishes, waiting until she heard the water turn off. When it did, she started swaying her ass back and forth, knowing that it was pointed right where the sink was. For several long moments there was silence and Brent didn't walk back around the counter.

Chandice looked back over her shoulder, smiling when she saw Brent staring at her ass. He looked up and met her eyes, smiling when he saw that she was doing the same, hand stroking the growing bulge in his shorts. 'Well that was easy,' Chandice thought turning back to face forward. A second later, she felt his strong hands grip her tight ass cheeks.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Brent asked, sliding his hands to her hips. "Trying to tell me something by swinging that ass back and forth at me and showing off those fantastic tits?"

"What do you think baby?" Chandice pushed herself up, with her hands on the edge of the island.

Chandice pressed her ass against Brent's groin as he gripped her hips and pulled her against him. They started grinding against each other as he slid his hands up to cup her breasts, squeezing her soft mounds. She moaned when he pinched the hard nipples through the thin material. She grabbed his hands in hers and making him squeeze her breasts harder.

Brent spun Chandice around, pressing his lips against hers as soon as he could. His hands grabbed at the open blue shirt, sliding it off the woman's shoulders and off her arms, tossing it out of the way. She broke away from him then, grabbing the bottom of her white shirt and pulling it up over her head, freeing her breasts.

Brent licked his lips, before bending down and taking a hard nipple into his mouth. A hand went down to her jeans shorts, opening the button and pulling the zipper down before sliding a hand inside. He switched back and forth, sucking on each chocolate breast as he rubbed the mound of her soaked panties. She groaned and cried out, grinding herself against his hand and holding his head against her tits.

"God I want to suck that cock of yours baby," Chandice groaned as she felt his finger caress her clit through her panties.

Brent lifted his lips back up to hers, giving her a deep kiss before breaking away with a smile. He backed up a little, undoing his button and zipper as Chandice sank to her knees. She gripped the waist of his shorts and boxers, pulling them down and gasping when his cock popped into view. She bit her lower lip as she grabbed his eight-inch thick cock.

"God damn Brent," Chandice smiled as she stroked his shaft and massaged his balls.

"You like that huh?" Brent smiled down at her.

"Oh yea, white boy got a nice dick," Chandice moaned before wrapping her lips around his head.

Chandice heard Brent gasp as she sucked on his head while stroking the shaft with her hand. She let out a moan of her own as a spurt of precum spilled into her mouth. She couldn't fight it and opened her mouth, taking half of his cock into her mouth and started bobbing on it while rubbing the base with one hand and massaging his balls with the other.

"Oh fuck Chandice!" Brent groaned. "That's so fucking good! Suck that that cock girl!"

Out of the corner of her eye, Chandice saw Brent's shirt fly over to join the rest of the discarded clothes on the floor. His hands grabbed the back of her head, guiding her up and down on his shaft. She pulled her mouth off, lifting his cock up so she could run her tongue from base to tip before looking up at him.

"Mmm, baby that's so good," Brent moaned stroking her head and giving her a grin. "I wonder how deep you can go..."

"Ooo, that sounds like a challenge," Chandice grinned back before sucking the head back into her mouth.

Chandice opened her mouth wide, sucking in a deep breath before pushing her head down on Brent's dick. He groaned when the head pushed into the opening of her throat before sliding inside. He gripped her hair tighter, as more of his cock disappeared into her mouth, stretching her throat muscles until her chin was pressed against his ball sack. She stayed there for a few seconds before pulling herself off him, gasping for air as she did.

"God damn, that was good girl," Brent said gasping.

"You like the feel of those chocolate lips wrapped around you white boy," Chandice asked with a grin, before slowly running her tongue over her lips.

"Mmm, yea," Brent said motioning for her to stand up. "Now stand up and bend that sweet ass over."

Chandice did as he asked, standing up, turning around and bending back over the center island, pressing her breasts against the cool tile. Brent dropped to his knees, grabbing the top of her shorts and panties. Slowly he pulled them down over the swell of her ass cheeks, kissing, licking and lightly biting the skin as it was revealed. He groaned as the wet lips of her pussy was revealed, but kept his mouth away as he pulled the shorts down her legs and off.

Chandice stood with her legs apart as Brent, still kneeling, grabbed the bare cheeks of her ass, squeezing and massaging them. She moaned as he did, then yelped when he smacked one of her cheeks hard, out of surprise not pain. She cried out a second later when his mouth attacked her wet sex, tongue lapping at her juices, lips sucking her hard little clit.

"Oh baby, don't stop!" Chandice screamed as she felt an orgasm starting already. "I'm gonna cum!"

Brent shoved his tongue inside Chandice's hole as his thumb started stroking her clit. This sent her over the edge, shaking as she had the best orgasm of the past two months. She couldn't believe how much this white boy turned her on. Even as she came, he slurped her flowing juices into his mouth.

"God damn, you ate my pussy like it was you last meal," Chandice moaned as Brent started kissing his way up her back. "You liked my pussy that much?"

"Me and Bree stopped having sex two months before we broke it off," Brent said grabbing his shaft and placing the head off his cock at Chandice's opening. "It's been a while, so I'm a little hungry."

"Oh god, then take your fill baby," Chandice said, moaning as he pushed the head of his cock inside her. "Oh god, give it to me Brent! Fill my pussy with that cock! Fuck I need it so bad!"

Brent and Chandice both groaned as his cock inched inside her until his balls were resting against her clit. He pussy muscles squeezed his dick tightly, her juices coating his shaft mingling with the saliva still on it. He gave her ass cheeks a hard squeeze before starting to fuck her tight sex, slowly at first and gradually speeding up.

Brent gripped Chandice's hips as he started fucking her harder, balls slapping against her clit as he did. He pulled her back and forth with each thrust, loving the sight of her cheeks shaking each time they slapped against him. She cried out and moaned each time he pushed into her tight ebony depths.

"God damn girl," Brent moaned. "You're so fucking tight and wet! You like that white cock?"

"It's soo good baby!" Chandice said just as she felt another orgasm rushing through her. "Fuck, I'm coming again! FUCK!"

Chandice threw her head back and screamed as the pleasure washed over her skin. She couldn't believe that she had cum so soon, even as she shook and her juices poured out of her. As her pussy squeezed Brent's cock she heard him moan in approval, not stopping his thrusts in and out of her.

"Is this what you want Chandice?" Brent growled, pounding harder into the woman's pussy. "Some nice hard cock in that tight pussy?"

"Ooh god yes, fuck me!" Chadice screamed pushing her ass back, meeting Brent with each thrust. "You like that pussy baby? That cunt feel good around that cock?"

"Fuck yea, baby!" Brent groaned, moving his right hand from her hip to grab her shoulder. "It's soo fucking good! I want to feel you cum again. I want to feel that pussy pulsing around me again!"

As he spoke Chandice could already feel another orgasm approaching, building slowly inside her body. She couldn't believe it, he was fucking her so good. She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted to feel him cum too.

"Brent I'm gonna cum again!" Chandice screamed pushing back into him. "Cum with me baby! I want to feel you cum inside me!"

"Fuck yes, fuck yes!" Brent moaned thrusting harder inside her. "I'm gonna cum baby! Here it comes!"

"Yes give it to me!" Chandice squealed as she started to cum as well. "YEESSSSS!"

Chandice's pussy clamped down on Brent's cock just as he buried himself inside her. He grunted as his cum exploded out of him, jet after jet pouring into the pulsing pussy. He collapsed forward, grabbing the edge of the island to keep himself from crushing the chocolate goddess in front of him and burying his head in the crook of her neck.

Soon neither could stand anymore and they collapsed to the floor, Brent sitting up against the island and Chandice lying on her back with her head in his lap. The air felt good against their sweat-covered skin despite the heat, their bodies starting to recover from the exertion. They stared into each other's eyes smiling, the smell of sex lingering in the air.

Chandice let her eyes close as Brent started to stroke the top of her head with his hand. She sighed as she still felt his cum settling inside her, some spilling out of her opening. All through this, she didn't feel a single twinge of guilt. She didn't know what that meant for her marriage, but she would figure that out. For now, she would just enjoy this moment.



Interracial Night of Passion



I grew up in a small rural town in Alabama. You could say it was the Mayberry of the state. My father instilled racial hate in me from the beginning (or should we say he tried.) 

At the age of 18 I found myself crushing on a black man around 25. Never acting on it, I thought about it often after leaving my hometown. 

I got my chance one summer day after moving to the coastal area. A tall black man was at a restaurant on the beach enjoying lunch with a friend when my coworker and I arrived on our lunch break. Being a police officer draws unnecessary and unwanted attention as a female but today was different. I noticed this man constantly looking my way and smirking at me. The waitress then walked over and informed us that the man at the table by the window had covered our lunch. 

In order to show my appreciation, I walked over to thank him. He stood as I approached him and I realized instantly this man was pure muscle which put me in a trance. I reached to shake his hand, "Thank you for your kindness." He replied with a smile that instantly made my lower region moist and tingle. "It's the least I can do for a beautiful woman in a mans position. No offense." 

Receiving a call, I had to rush away but I scribbled my number down on a napkin and winked, "Call me." 

Later that night after a 16 hour shift my phone rang right as I got out of the shower. Wrapped in a towel I went to answer and upon hearing that deep authoritative voice from the restaurant, I became enthralled with this conversation. We talked for an hour getting to know a bit more about each other. Before hanging up we agreed to meet for dinner at 7 the next night. 

To say I was excited is downplaying my emotions completely. I laid in bed that night and couldn't refrain from pleasing myself to the thought of him. 

As the next night arrived I got ready. As I walked out the door wearing my sexiest red dress that barely covered my 38C breasts with 6 inch heels, I knew I looked good enough to bring him home to finally fulfill my fantasy. 

Dinner progressed well with him constantly glancing down at my chest and I won't say I wasn't trying hard. I was honest with him about how I was raised and he just smiled and said, "Well Daddy isn't here now, is he?" Hearing him speak with such disregard to my raising made me want him even more. 

"Would you like to join me back at my place for a little more time together?" I asked. 

"Most definitely ma'am." he replied. 

We made it back to my place and after watching some tv and more talking I made my move. 

Leaning into him I gently kissed his lips feeling how soft and gentle they were. I let out a small moan during our kiss which caused him to reach down and very firmly grab my ass pulling me into him more. As the kissing became more passionate, I stood in front of him. 

"I noticed all night how you couldn't keep your eyes off my chest." As he grinned I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor stepping out of it wearing a lacy red bra and red g string. I spun around in front of him with heels still on as I heard him groan deeply. 

As he sat on the couch I straddle him feeling him growing through his pants. Grinding very slowly as I kissed him again, he reached up and unhooked my bra allowing my breasts to fall freely into his face. He immediately started nibbling and suckling on my nipples. As they grew harder in his mouth, I felt my shaven pussy dripping and soaking through my panties. 

He gently laid me down on the couch and slid my g string off running a finger down my slit and then tasting it. "Now that is a delicious dessert." 

Smiling at him I said, "Be careful now. I have been known to make quite a mess when properly pleased." 

With that he groaned deeply and dove straight into my pussy. Lapping at my clit as he slid two fingers into my hole finding my g spot instantly. 

Arching my back as I reached down and grabbed his head bucking my hips into his face more and more. His fingers began to move faster as he began to suck gently on my clit. Feeling my body tense and my pussy tighten around his fingers, he pulled them out and began rubbing my clit in a fast circular motion pushing me over the edge. As I began to squirt all over his face forcefully, he drank my juices as best he could. 

He came up and kissed me allowing me to taste myself from his lips. 

Moaning through the kiss, I reached down to find his cock swollen to the point it was busting the seams of his pants almost. "Why don't you sit back and allow me to show you just how bad I want you." I said. 

He obligingly sat back on the couch as I dropped to my knees in front of him. Unzipping his pants and sliding them down I freed his 9.5 inch black stud cock. Looking in awe as I began stroking him slowly. He saw the surprise in my face and asked, "Everything okay?" 

I responded with no words but looked up at him and I slowly began to roll my tongue in circles around the head of his cock as I slowly took him inch by inch into my mouth until I began deep throating him. Pushing his hips up and thrusting deeper into my throat, I felt his cock swelling as he reached down and pulled my hair gently. 

Feeling the force in his hands I knew I had to make this man pleased beyond reason. 

He stopped me and said, "I can't let myself finish without knowing how wonderful you feel wrapped around me." Standing me up and bending me over the arm of the couch he took the head of his cock and rubbed it against my slit before sliding just the head in. 

Feeling my pussy stretch I moaned and said, "Oh don't tease me. I want you to show me what I've been missing all these years." With that as I looked back at him he slammed his huge cock into me slamming against my cervix. As I felt his cock stretching my pussy, I screamed out in pleasure. Pushing back against him showing him how much I loved this feeling, he continued to thrust deeply into me. 

As he reached up and began to pinch and twist my nipples I began grinding in circles on his big black cock. His left hand reached back and slapped my ass while his right continued to twist my nipple. My pussy tightened down on him milking his cock to completion as I began gushing around him. 

Kissing the back of my neck as we finished he said, "Now you know what black men can do and why white men are intimidated by us." 

As I nodded my head yes, He said, "Now for the fun part. I'm your new chief. Much more to come for you little girl."



Interracial Night of Passion Ch. 02



After such a wonderful night together, we both ended our night saying we would talk soon. 

The next day I returned to work only to be quizzed by my co-worker about why I seemed so happy. Not wanting to divulge too much information, I just filled her in on the fact I had went on a date with the man who bought our lunch and we had connected wonderfully. She knew exactly what I meant and couldn't believe the woman she knew as a small town raised racist had slept with a black man. 

Throughout the day and all that week he was on my mind but I never took the chance to text or call. After a very busy week, I returned home Friday after my shift and I heard a knock at the door. Answering it still in uniform, there stood the 6 foot 3 pure muscle man of my dreams smiling. 

"Hey there. I just thought I'd drop by and see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat." 

Smiling, I answered, "Well of course I would. Just let me change into something a bit more comfortable please." 

As he walked inside he sat down on the couch and made himself comfortable just like he belonged there. I went back into the bedroom to find something sexy to wear on short notice. Knowing he was in my living room and I was naked a few rooms away was enough to make my pussy dripping wet. After about an hour of him waiting I was finally ready to join him for dinner again but my mind was racing with the thoughts of what would happen tonight if we came back here. 

As I entered the living room wearing a blue dress that stopped right below my ass and 6 inch blue heels with my hair down I smiled at him only to see his eyes light up and watch him adjust himself as he said, "My aren't you gorgeous." 

"Well thank you but I think you deserve to be seen with a sexy woman considering the physique you have." 

Placing his arm around my waist we walked to his truck. As I climbed inside, he took advantage of the shortness of my dress by playfully smacking my ass a little. Pretending to just be amused I giggled but I could feel my panties soaking at that very moment from his touch. 

Dinner was great as always with lots of laughing and great conversations. As we finished up with dinner, we decided on a movie before finishing up the night. 

Watching "Endless Love" I felt like a girl on her first date. Cuddled up in his arms feeling the strength he had as he held me tight, he slid one hand down just enough to softly caress my breast causing my nipple to harden immediately. 

He snickered to himself and whispered in my ear, "I have quite the impact on you, don't I?" 

Nodding to him he kissed my forehead, "Just wait for later my dear," he said. 

As the movie ended, we headed home. Entering the house, he immediately pushed me against the door as I closed it and kissed me with so much built up passion I could feel him throbbing against my leg instantly. Moaning through the kiss he took my hand and guided me to the bedroom. 

"I hope you don't take offense to my desire right now but after the way you looked all night I can't help myself." 

"No objections here darlin'," I said. 

Turning me around he unzipped my dress letting it fall to the floor as he reached around and began lightly tugging on my nipples. Moaning louder as he got a little rougher with me, he spun me around and pushed me to the floor on my knees. 

"Show me how much you missed me," he said. 

Unzipping his pants and sliding them down freeing his rock hard cock, I slowly began stroking him as I looked up before taking just the head into my mouth twirling my tongue around it. Hearing his moans I slowly took his entire 9.5 inch cock into my mouth with the tip sliding down my throat. He reached down and grabbed my head beginning to fuck my face forcefully before pulling me up to kiss him.

"Damn it's true that white girls love sucking black cock," he said. 

"Well I don't know about that but this one does, "I smiled. 

Pushing me back onto the bed he slid my thong off and spread my legs wide. 

"My what a beautiful pussy for me to ruin." 

"All yours to do as you please," I replied. 

Dropping to his knees, he kissed my pussy softly causing me to tremble. Moaning softly as I felt two fingers slide into me as he began lapping at my clit so hungrily. 

Taking his two fingers and curling them upward to my g spot, he stopped working my clit only to fuck me with his fingers until I squirted all over him. 

"My white girl missed me, didn't she?" 

"Oh you have no idea honey." 

Standing up, he placed the head of his cock against my pussy lips sliding it up and down before taking it back to my clit and rubbing it slowly. 

"I want your pussy to cum all over my cock before I fuck you." 

The minute he said those words, I lost control and gushed over him. 

He slammed his cock into my pussy filling me completely, stretching me around him. As I moaned loudly, he began slamming harder and harder into me hitting my cervix with each thrust. 

"You want this black cock to coat your pussy with cum, don't you?" 

"Yes baby yes please." I replied. 

Continuing to drive harder and faster into me, he reached up and grabbed my hair pulling me up to his mouth. Kissing me he finished inside me. 

"There you go baby girl. Just what you asked for." 

"Thank you honey," I replied. 

"Clean me up baby," he said. 

Kneeling beside him beginning to lick the shaft of his cock, he reached back and placed his finger against my ass. 

"I'm going to ruin this next." 

Looking up at him as I finished cleaning him, 

"We'll see about that."



Interracial Night of Passion Ch. 03



After two nights of raw passion with my black stud I knew I was hooked and there was no hope for freeing myself from his control. I kept thinking about his new desire with me and wondering if I could allow him to take me anally. 

Returning to work for the week on Monday I experienced my first time of losing self control. I couldn't refrain any longer from texting him to seek my next moment for complete pleasure. 

"Hey sexy, you free tonight after 8?" 

After about 30 minutes I get back a "nope got plans"

"Ok. Maybe another time. "

No response made me think he wasn't as interested as I had thought. 

Around 6:30 when I got off for the day I had a private call on my cell phone. Being a detective I assumed it was a confidential informant with information about my ongoing investigation. 

Upon answering I hear, "Go to the store and get some lube. I'll be there at 8," and then he hung up. 

Feeling a tingle in between my thighs I grabbed my bag and headed to the store. 

Wondering to myself why it was so easy to give in I bought what was requested and headed home. Pulling up to the house I see him step out of his truck. Instantly soaking my panties I get out and walk to him. 

"Hey Sexy!" Kissing him passionately tongues darting. 

Moaning through the kiss he grabs my ass and pulls me into him. I feel his rock hard cock against my leg. Reaching down I graze him through his pants. "Come inside?" 

Nodding his head, we walk to the door. Upon entering, he unbuttons my shirt with one quick slide of his finger. 

Gasping I look into his eyes and see a look of knowing he owns me. 

"You know what this black man wants baby." He says to me. 

"Yes I do. But I want it so much more." I reply. 

"Oh really? When I'm done with you tonight you will feel more love than I see you in your eyes right now." 

Moaning and biting my lower lip, I reach for him. 

Pushing my hand away, "Not until I've pushed you to your limit with my mouth." As he guides me to the bedroom. 

Laying me back on the bed he slides my pants down and kisses my pussy softly. "My little white girl is dripping already." 

Moaning softly as I feel his tongue gently flick my clit. Taking two fingers as he rubs them across my clit as he spits on my pussy. 

"Oh good lord. I'll never make it long like this." 

"Exactly what I want. I want to feel your hot juices all over my face." As he continues sucking and biting at my clit. 

Feeling my body tense he pushed my legs back further opening me wider as he began tongue fucking my tight hole. My pussy began to quiver and I squirted so hard he was drenched when he came up to kiss me. 

"Tastes good, doesn't it?" 

Nodding my head as my man of pure muscle stood in front of me smiling licking his lips. 

"Worship this black cock baby girl." 

Unzipping his pants his erection taps my lips as I lick just the tip. 

Looking up at him I take him slowly inch by inch into my mouth until it's fully down my throat. 

His head leans back as he moans deeply and grabs the back of my head. 

"You got to let this cock own you." As he fucks my face forcefully. 

Standing me up, he turns me around. "Let me show you how a real man takes a woman." As he pushes me over the bed. 

Grabbing the lube he inserts two fingers into my ass causing me to tense until I get used to it. 

Realizing how good it felt I pushed back on him some as he slid his cock into my pussy. 

"Oh god baby yes!" I scream 

He began thrusting harder and harder into my pussy while fingering my ass violently. 

"Baby girl I'm about to explode." 

Looking back at him as he slides his fingers out of my ass and reaches down to slowly pull his cock out of my pussy. Stroking it he pushes me down on the bed farther, ass farther up as he slowly slides his cock in inch by inch into my ass. "Mmmm look at that hole stretch around this big black cock." 

Hearing the pleasure in his voice I feel myself so close to cumming yet again. 

Reaching down I begin rubbing my clit while he's slowly fucking my ass. Violently rubbing my clit until I tense and squirt all over the bed, he pulls out and slaps my ass hard. "Good girl, now to your knees." 

Obeying my stud, I drop to my knees. He begins stroking over me moaning loudly. His cock explodes with ropes of cum over my face. 

Handing me a towel to clean up with, he tells me, " I will be leaving for a business trip in two days. I have to go help set up a new office." 

Smiling, "I'll be here when you return."



Interracial Pegging



Hey, there. My name is Gregory Jean-Pierre. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm twenty three years old and moved to Canada five years ago. These days, I attend Carleton University. It's where I met Madeline Franks, the love of my life. Life is okay these days, for the most part. I work as Assistant Manager of an upscale clothing store inside Rideau Center, this mall in downtown Ottawa. I make about twenty bucks per hour, before taxes. School sucks but I want to get my bachelor's degree in business before heading to York University for my MBA. Yep, I'm an ambitious brother. Unfortunately, my love life is...lacking.

Luckily, things changed for the better lately. I met Madeline Franks during Orientation Day at Carleton University in September 2009. The six-foot-one, chubby and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed White woman with the funny accent definitely caught my eye. Madeline was born and raised in the town of Gosford, somewhere in the Commonwealth of Australia. This Australian beauty decided to study in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. She's a transfer student from the University of Melbourne in the Australian State of Victoria. Her parents are dead and she's filthy rich. So she decided to travel the world and study abroad. We get a lot of international students in Ottawa but most of them go to the University of Ottawa. Carleton University is considered a lousy school by Canadians because there are so many African, Asian and Hispanic immigrants on both the student body and the faculty. Canadians fear diversity in higher education though I really like it. Then again I'm an immigrant so hey, there's that.

Madeline Franks is a business management major, so we had a few classes in common. I kind of like tall, chubby White women with big butts. And Madeline seemed to be really friendly with the Black students. I approached her one time at the Student Center, and we totally clicked. Madeline is kind of weird, man. She's into taking all the African Literature classes at Carleton University. I'm Black and I don't like these classes. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm Haitian and I'm proud of my culture. However, I don't subscribe to the watered-down, purely academic and tasteless views of Black culture and Black history taught at Canadian schools. Madeline seemed to devour anything about Black history and culture. I later learned that she was one of those racial apologists. She feels really guilty about all the things White people have done to Blacks and other races in the past five hundred years. I wasn't sure how I felt about that.

Now, I'm proud of myself as a Black man of Haitian descent. I've encountered racism in Ottawa. Anyone who disagrees is a liar. However, I don't go around blaming every random White person for the mistakes of guys like Hitler and Columbus. I only blame you if you do something to me personally. The way I figure it, the White person I encounter on the OC Transpo bus today wasn't alive in the time of Columbus or Magellan. They shouldn't be blamed for their race's not so glorious past. However, if he or she wants to give me a hard time just because I'm Black, then it's on. I won't tolerate it. And I will be relentless in my pursuit of justice. That's my view of racial politics.

I found myself attracted to Madeline, and I asked her out. She said yes, and we began dating. She told me many stories about her life in the Commonwealth of Australia and her friendship with Jacob, an Aboriginal Australian guy she knew. I didn't know much about Australia to tell you the truth. According to Madeline, there were about a million people down there who looked Black. They were there at the time of European settlement of Australia in the 1800s. They weren't descended from African slaves forcibly brought around the world by Europeans like my Haitian ancestors were. Hmm. I found that proposition puzzling. To me, if you're Black then you're from the Continent of Africa. I didn't know what to make of Australia's Aboriginals. They were really dark-skinned and looked Black. Of course, Tamil people from the Republic of India looked Black too. And the Tamil folks I encountered in the City of Ottawa were very quick to tell a Black person that they weren't Black. Maybe Australia's Aboriginals were more like the Tamil folks than my African brothers and sisters.

Yeah, Madeline Franks and I got along okay. I found her quite funny, friendly and pleasant to be around. Her racial views irked me. She always views Blacks, Asians, Hispanics and Arabs as victims of White colonization rather than individuals. Now, I know that racism exists. People of color are discriminated against every day. However, I feel that we fight racism too. We're not just victims. I have encountered racist White policemen in Ottawa and bigoted female professors at Carleton University. I don't accept their treatment of me. I contacted an attorney both times I felt my rights were violated. I don't consider myself a victim. I fight against prejudice and discrimination. It's the Haitian warrior in me. Haitians proved to the entire world that White men with guns weren't invincible by slaughtering the French forces on the island of Saint Domingue and creating our own nation. The Republic of Haiti. Come quakes, occupations or high water, we are proud and we still stand.

Unfortunately, Madeline's weird socio-political proclivities also played out in the bedroom. She loves to be submissive to me. Which I don't mind. However, it gets boring fast. I like variety. And when she told me that she was sexually submissive to me out of a sense of racial guilt, I was stunned. I mean, I thought we were just having fun. There I was, sitting on the bed while she knelt before me and sucked on my eight-inch, uncircumcised Black dick. Madeline is really good at sucking cock, man. She licked my cock and balls real good, polishing them with her tongue. I frigging love it when she runs her tongue all over my dick head. When I came, she eagerly drank all of my cum. Afterwards, we got busy. I spread her big, sexy thighs and gave her pussy a good licking. Then I shoved my dick into her snatch. Madeline wrapped her arms around me and urged me to fuck her hard. Soon I had squealing in delight as I pounded my cock into her wet pussy.

Later, I took her on all fours, face down and ass up. Madeline is into anal sex and so am I. Man, how I enjoyed spreading her big White ass cheeks wide open and lubricating her asshole before sliding my dick where the sun don't shine. I held Madeline's wide hips tightly and worked my cock into her butt. She was a real screamer during our butt fucking sessions, which turned me on. Yeah, we had fun together. I pumped my dick into her asshole, loving the feel of it around my member. We fucked until I came. After that fun fuck, she told me something shocking. That she only submitted to me in the bedroom because to do anything else would be her being a racist European. What the fuck? Must that crazy Australian bitch drag her askew views of race everywhere, including our bedroom? I told her we needed to talk.

Madeline was reluctant, but I extracted the truth out of her. She told me that although she liked anal sex, she didn't feel like doing it every night but acquiesced when I asked her because of...racial guilt. What the fuck has she been smoking? Where is all that coming from? I told her that I didn't want her to do anything which made her uncomfortable. And I also wanted her to be honest with me. Madeline smiled and hugged me. We did a lot of talking that night. And she also revealed something shocking to me. She had some domination fantasies of her very own which she wanted to explore with me. Let's just say they involved a strap-on dildo. Well, well. I always said I'd try anything once.

Madeline got me ready for our session. I must say I was rather excited to be trying something new. Madeline assured me she'd done this before and would be gentle with me. First, she sucked my cock and got me hard and nice. Then she bent me over and fingered my asshole while lubricating it with lotion. I told her I was ready and she took out the strap-on dildo. It was blue, and okay-looking I guess. Madeline grinned and asked me if I was ready. I said yes. She made me kneel before her and I hesitantly began sucking on the strap-on dildo. Now, I'm not gay or anything but this oddly turned me on. Madeline told me words of encouragement as I sucked her dildo. This went on for a couple of minutes before we got to the more serious stuff.

Madeline bent me over and fingered my asshole again, then she pressed the dildo against my ass. She asked me if I was ready and I grunted yes. Slowly, gently she began working the dildo into my asshole. I was tense at first but Madeline reassured me that everything would be alright. I relaxed and enjoyed. And what followed was the most intense sexual experience of my existence. Madeline began fucking me with deep, long strokes. Sometimes she stopped and asked me if I was okay. I always said yes. Truth be told, although it hurt a bit I kind of enjoyed myself. Madeline's dildo felt good in my ass. So much that I heard myself screaming for more. And you had better believe that she gave it to me. Hard and fast she pounded my ass with her strap-on dildo just like I drilled my cock into her asshole so many times. We went at it until I came. Louder and more copiously than ever before. And it was FUN!

Yeah, things have drastically changed between Madeline and myself. We're more open with each other now. And I think we're buying up so many condoms, lubricant bottles and sex toys that we just might save the sex industry from the recession! I love my Madeline and she loves me. I think couples should try to be more open with each other. It's always better when the lines of (respectful) communication are open. Madeline and I are doing better than ever. We got a place together recently, and we plan on getting hitched after graduation. She's decided to stay in Canada with me. Her favourite kinky Haitian stud. Life is good! 



Interracial Pegging : Amen!



Hey, there. My name is Barry Etienne. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. And for the longest time, I've been desperately lonely. Almost to the point of wishing my existence would end. My life seemed that dull, man. I felt like I had nothing real going on. From my classes at Carleton University to my choir practice with one of Ottawa's largest Black churches. Something was missing in the life of yours truly. And when I found it, I was one happy brother. I've never been what anyone would consider lucky in the love department. Being a painfully shy brother raised in a deeply religious household doesn't help your love life. Let no one tell you otherwise. 

Then I met the woman who changed everything. Who is she? Linda Saint-Cyr. Five-foot-six, red-haired and green-eyed. A lovely French Canadian gal from the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. She was visiting my church with her good friend Matilda, this openly gay Black chick I kind of knew from Carleton University. There were lots of pretty ladies of all hues at my church but Linda stood out. And not because of her colour. The membership of my church is eleven percent White. I was used to seeing white chicks among the members of my predominantly Black church. However, there was something about Linda. The way she moved. The power of her smile. Oh, my. I was curious about this lady.

I asked Matilda to introduce us, and I guess sparks flew. Linda seemed really into me from the start. I was really flattered by that. I'm big and tall, Black and nerdy. The ladies of my church and my school seldom notice that I exist. Well, Linda seemed interested in me and she didn't hide it. I learned a bit about her. Linda was born and raised in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. She was new to the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I've never really been into white chicks, but like I said, Linda was different. For starters, she seemed really comfortable around folks of African descent. Especially us Haitians. A lot of white people in Ottawa act like they're cool with minorities but deep down, they're racist as hell. The capital of Canada is a breeding ground for bigots, man. I've always known this. That's why I basically don't trust anyone.

The last chick I went out with was Monica Anna Tartaglia. Daughter of Gaetano, an Italian businessman from metropolitan Toronto married to Cheryl, a Jamaican schoolteacher. This mixed-race chick didn't consider herself Black, and she had a really low opinion of Black people. Especially Black men. Sometimes I wonder why she said yes when I asked her out. Seriously. Her Italian father was racist as hell and didn't want his precious mixed daughter associating with Black males, whom he considers to be savages. Never mind that his daughter was half Black and half White herself. And you know what? Monica's Black mother had no problem with her Italian husband's hatred of Black males. In fact, she seemed to encourage it. The Tartaglia family turned out to be the most unique clan of racists I have ever met in my entire life. They certainly don't make them like they used to. Even the racists are diversifying now. I hastily got away from them, stunned.

Yeah, all of those negative experiences in the world of dating plus my own shyness didn't make me the most open guy in the world. Yet Linda saw something in me and she was determined to bring me out of my shell. We became friends after exchanging numbers and email addresses that afternoon in my church. And you know what? My life was never the same afterwards, I swear. Linda introduced me to a whole new world. She introduced me to her friends at the University of Ottawa, a really diverse and open-minded bunch. I met her best friend Cindy Daguila, is half Black and half White. After my negative experience with the Tartaglia clan, I had a certain mistrust of mixed race chicks. Especially if they had Black mothers and White fathers. Sorry, but I had a bad experience, okay? Cindy Daguila was nothing like Monica Tartaglia. This mixed chick considered herself Black, and she was engaged to a handsome Nigerian brother named Timothy Adewale. How about that? Thanks to my good friend Linda, I learned that mixed race women were individuals. Some of them embraced their Black heritage, others rejected. It was a matter of personal choice and character rather than anything else.

Yeah, my good friend Linda Saint-Cyr was changing my world and I must say I liked it. I was starting to fall in love with her. And you know what? Amazingly, she reciprocated my feelings. We shared our first kiss one night at the movies. And it was absolutely magical. Linda took me home, and we made love. My sexy Quebecoise was absolutely amazing, in and out of bed. Keep in mind that I was sexually inexperienced. She took charge in the bedroom and I kind of liked it, to tell you the truth. She knelt before me and sucked on my nine-inch, uncircumcised Black dick. While sucking my cock and stroking my balls, Linda fingered my asshole. It kind of surprised me but since it felt good, I didn't mind. Later, she undressed, showing me her sexy, curvy body. I suckled on her breasts and fingered her pussy. Then I put on a condom and she straddled me. And just like that, my sexy French Canadian lady began riding me. I put my hands on her wide hips and thrust my cock deep inside of her. We fucked and sucked the night away, folks. To say that Linda Saint-Cyr was passionate would be the understatement of the twenty-first century. My lady was absolutely fucking amazing!

Linda introduced me to her favourite kink, and I loved it. One night, after sucking my dick and fingering my asshole, she lubricated my ass. And then she shoved a slim blue dildo into my asshole. Linda calls this sexual practice pegging, and she is really into it. Well, I got really into it. Mainly because it felt good and kind of naughty. Linda and I got bolder with this experiment. She bought a strap-on dildo and began fucking me with it regularly. And man did she let me have it. I loved it when she drilled her dildo into my ass. Interracial pegging is one of Linda's top fantasies and now it's one of mine. There is something so damn hot about a white woman fucking a Black man in the ass with a strap-on dildo. It's not for everyone but it's now our favourite thing to do. And we're thrillingly happy together.



Interracial Pegging Deux



Every person who steps into a new field is faced with setbacks and difficulties in general. Perseverance separates the winners from the losers. My name is Angelique Des Champs and I approve this message. In my former life, I was a schoolteacher in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. A five-foot-ten, somewhat chubby, blonde-haired and green-eyed French-Canadian woman with a cute face, wide hips and a big round ass. I taught at The Great Catholic Academy for twenty years. I'm forty five now. Life was okay, and I really loved my job until I got fired. Long story. It involved a male student. I thought it was a disaster but it turned out to be a minor setback. I soon discovered what I was truly meant to do. I was meant to teach and instruct, sure, but not in a public school. I would henceforth profitably instruct in a much more private arena.

I am a strong White woman who excels at male domination. Most specifically the brand new field of Interracial Domination and BDSM, particularly Interracial Pegging. In short, I am the rare kind of White woman who likes to penetrate Black men with a strap-on dildo. The most extreme form of female domination in the world of BDSM is strap-on penetration. I specialize in the penetration of submissive Black males. I venture into territory few White women dare tread. In that respect I'm a pioneer if you will. Just ask my good friend Basil Bertrand here. He's a big and tall Black man I met while walking around the Rideau Shopping Center in downtown Ottawa a couple weeks ago. One of those well-dressed, well-spoken and pleasant yet totally virile Black male professionals I find myself often drawn to.

Our good friend Basil is happily married to Fatuma Baabur, an Ethiopian-Canadian lady who works as a Youth Counsellor for the City of Ottawa's Social Services Department. Fatuma hails from Toronto and graduated from York University with a Ph. D in Criminal Psychology. Basil and Fatuma have two sons and a lovely daughter together. Educated at Algonquin College and Carleton University, he's now a manager with OC Transpo. The vast Transportation Authority governing the City of Ottawa Transit System. They do okay for themselves. Like many supposedly happily married men, Basil Bertrand has desires his wife can't understand. I guess that's why he came to me. I am more than okay with his sordid desires, which he only recently acknowledged to himself. He's that not so rare Black man who secretlt dreams of getting fucked in the ass by a dominant White woman wielding a strap-on dildo. How about that? 

Presently, Basil Bertrand is kneeling before me. My big and tall Black male slave is polishing my pearly White toes with his wicked tongue. I smile to myself as I observe him. I am sitting naked in my living room in Barrhaven. Basil has been licking my toes for several minutes. I finger my hairy, wet pussy as he licks my toes. The sight of a big and tall Black man kneeling before me turns me on like you would not believe. After I deemed he'd done a good job licking my toes, I ordered him to stop. When he didn't stop fast enough, I smacked him a good one. Basil looked up at me, stunned. I smiled wickedly. That's what he gets for disobeying his superior White mistress. I will tolerate no disobedience from my Black male slaves. And I punish the slightest mischief quite cruelly.

Not satisfied with having smacked Basil Bertrand hard across his ruggedly handsome, face, I bent him over my knee for a spanking. A man is never too old for a spanking. And I didn't merely use my hands. I wanted Basil's sexy ass cheeks to really sting so I used a paddle. One of those thick wooden paddles that have been used to correct wayward young men since olden times. I gave Basil's fine ass some good whacks of the paddle. The big and tall Black man groaned as I spanked him. It's what his ass deserves for being so damn Black and juicy-looking. They say that Black men like women with nice, big butts. Well, I'm a White woman who likes Black men with nice butts. I squeezed his big hairy Black balls real hard while spanking his ass. His groans turned into squeals. I laughed and squeezed his balls harder, making him practically sing soprano. How I love dominating tough-looking Black guys like Basil.

I've always been drawn to big and tall, tough-looking and downright scary Black guys. Well, the kind of Black guys that other people consider scary. After dating Black guys exclusively for over twenty years, I am somewhat of an expert on the breed. The tougher and meaner they look, the nicer they are. Most Black men I've dealt with were nice, unassuming gentlemen. Regardless of how they looked. If you want to see a scary man, look up my ex-husband George O'Shea, a madman from Calgary currently serving a thirty-year-sentence at Kingston Penitentiary in Ontario for attempted murder. He caught me in bed with my lover James Kurtis, a handsome Jamaican I was sleeping with throughout the ten months of my marriage to O'Shea. Well, dear old George went mad after he caught me with James, and he tried to kill me. I hope he's getting pounded in the ass by an inmate right now. Hopefully the inmate doing the pounding is one of those Black guys his racist redneck ass hates so much. 

After thoroughly spanking Basil's ass, I told him I was going to fuck him with my strap-on dildo. He said nothing. Because there was nothing for him to say. I am the dominant White mistress and it's my right to sodomize my Black male slaves with my strap-on dildo. Nothing they or anyone else can say about this. I spread Basil's ass cheeks wide open and spat on his asshole. Then I added lubricant. I stroked my very life-like dildo and pressed it against Basil's puckered asshole. Slowly, I began penetrating him with my dildo. It's eight inches long and a bit thick. Basil's ass is no stranger to anal penetration. I know he can accommodate my dildo's full length in his ass.

Man, I almost came merely from entering Basil's ass with my strap-on dildo. My pussy was already soaking wet with anticipation. Nothing turns me on like fucking a Black man. Nothing. I held Basil by his hips and thrust the dildo deep inside his well-lubricated asshole. He grunted. I smacked his ass and sank the dildo deeper inside of him. How I loved fucking him. I flipped him on his back because I wanted to look into his face while sodomizing him with the dildo. While slamming my strap-on dildo deep inside his ass, I smacked his face and spat on him. Basil screamed as he got fucked by his favourite White dominatrix. I squeezed his balls and twisted his long and thick, uncircumcised Black cock while fucking him. 

To add insult to proverbial injury, I leaned over and whispered a really mean word into his ear. I won't print it here but you can guess what it is. Yes, I am wicked. Yes, I am politically incorrect. And you know what? Basil loves it. I swear my insulting him while sodomizing him seemed to really turn him on. Soon he came, his cock spitting hot cum all over himself. I took some of his cum and smeared it on my chest. I also applied some on his own face. Painting his darkly handsome face with his own sperm like some type of tribal paint. I looked at him and he was magnificent, my sexy Black male slave. I kissed him full and deep, called him something I won't print here and slammed my dildo up his ass until he begged for mercy. When at last I pulled my dildo from Basil's ass, his once-tight asshole was now a gaping hole. How lovely. I spat in his asshole like I've seen male porn stars do to the women they just butt-fucked on camera. Turnabout is fair play, isn't it? 

After all was said and done, Basil showered and left my apartment. As for me, I went to bed. I was one happy camper. I'm always happy after sodomizing a sexy and macho-looking Black man with my thick strap-on dildo. It's what makes this sexy Quebecoise happy. Basil went back to his wife and offspring. We both got what we wanted. And he rewarded me handsomely for my services. Eight hundred dollars for two hours worth of sensual domination. Not bad for a day's work, eh? Yeah, I do alright. I'm far from the only woman in North America who dabbles into domination for fun as well as profit. A fellow dominatrix once asked me why I only took on the Black male as my submissive and bypassed all other men. The truth of the matter is that I get a special thrill from dominating Black men. I don't go after White men, Asian men, East Indian men, Hispanic men, Arab men or Native men because they just don't do it for me. My submissive has got to be able to satisfy my dominant urges. And he's got to be Black for it to feel right. That's just the way I swing. 



Interracial Pegging: Female Giant



Why is everyone so damn afraid of interracial pegging? That's what I want to know! My name is Beatrice Levin. A six-foot-eight, red-haired and green-eyed French Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Folks, I am a big woman. And I know it. I'm damn near seven feet tall and weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. I was afflicted with gigantism from early on but it stabilized as I grew older. Now I can lead a more or less normal life. Well, as normal a life as someone born with the rare condition of female gigantism can lead in an average-sized world. We only get one life, and we must make the best of it.

I try not to let my size stop me. Yes, people stare at me every bloody day of my life. They're not used to seeing women that are nearly seven feet tall. Well, that's their problem. I just live my life, you know? I consider myself a normal woman, only much taller and bigger than average. I was born and raised in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. That makes me a purebred Quebec woman otherwise known as a Purelaine. I moved to the City of Ottawa to work in the government sector after graduating from the University of Montreal's MBA Program. That was ten years ago. I am thirty years old, and these days, life is good. I'm working for the Canadian Revenue Agency, and I'm having the time of my life. Mainly thanks to a sexy, handsome Black stud I met at work.

Who am I talking about? None other than Augustine Saint-Mathieu. A big and tall, handsome young Black man of Haitian descent who works for the office next door. At six-foot-three and two hundred and forty pounds, he was just right for me. Augustine is a business administration student at the University of Ottawa. He works as a techie for McCain Limited, this company right next to the national revenue agency in downtown Ottawa. I'm not usually into younger guys, but something about Augustine simply drew me in. I've always had a thing for tall, gorgeously dark-skinned Black men with shiny white teeth. And Augustine definitely fit the total package. Twenty five years old, enrolled in the business school of the University of Ottawa. I did my homework on him. He's not married, has no brats. When you work for the government, it's easy to find out anything you want about anyone.

Ever since I was in college, I've been into Black guys. Especially Haitian guys. I set out to seduce Augustine, and he turned out to be quite easy to snatch. I took him home after a night of fun. We shopped at the Rideau Center, and then went to my place in the City of Orleans to do the bump and grind. Yes, women afflicted with the condition of female gigantism can have regular sex and love lives. As I shall prove to you people soon enough. As soon as we got to my house, I really tore into him. I practically ripped his clothes off, kissed him savagely and went straight for the dick. His eight-inch, uncircumcised Black dick. I really like uncircumcised dicks. Especially on men of colour. Kind of a weird thing for a Jewish woman to say but whatever. It is simply how I feel, you know? And I am not ashamed of it anymore. I am a Jewish woman who prefers uncircumcised men, preferably Black or Hispanic. It's just the way I get down.

The first time I slept with an uncut man was during a summer in Brazil. Right after my first year of college. In the Manaus region of the Republic of Brazil I met an Afro-Brazilian stud named Paolo. Or should I say Paolo with the Big Dick. And he taught me many things. Among them how to deep-throat an uncircumcised dick, and how to take it up the ass. I lost my anal virginity to the sexy Brazilian stud. How about that? Now I can't get enough of these macho, dark-skinned and absolutely sexy men. I find Black men and Hispanic men far more virile and masculine than white men. Maybe it's because the world treats minority guys like shit and that makes them tougher. Whatever. All I know is that they do it for me. I find them sexy as hell. Can't get enough of them. 

Yeah, I showed Augustine everything I had, and then some. And we had lots of wicked fun together. I laid him on my king-sized bed and gave that big Black cock of his a good sucking. Augustine moaned in pleasure as I sucked his big Black cock and licked his balls. Gently I pulled back his foreskin and teased his super sensitive dick with my tongue. While pleasuring his cock, I fingered his asshole. Augustine didn't seem to mind as I inserted first one then two fingers inside his surprisingly nimble asshole. I guess he was no stranger to butt fucking. Later I would discover that Augustine the macho Haitan stud was bisexual. Yep, he likes both women and men. I am more than okay with dating a bisexual man, believe me. I actually find male on male action to be kind of hot. I've been known to watch gay male porn online. Yeah, I am that kind of female.

I replaced my fingers with a slim blue dildo while fucking Augustine's ass. And the horny bisexual Haitian stud really didn't seem to mind. Not at all. I began fucking his ass with the dildo, thrusting it deep. Soon I had him squealing in delight. Yes, even a strong Black guy with a big dick can squeal while getting his ass fucked. Later, my sexy stud returned the favour. He put me on all fours and gave my gigantic butt a good spanking before spreading my big butt cheeks. And just like that, he licked and fingered my asshole. After lathering my asshole with his tongue, he put his dick against my asshole. Slowly, Augustine slid his cock into my asshole. I closed my eyes, licked my lips and screamed at the top of my lungs. For Augustine's dick filled my ass. At long last, I felt amazed, dazed but alive. Nothing like a good fuck in the ass. Who says women afflicted with gigantism can't have fun?



Interracial Pegging: Revenge



Bad company. That's what everybody says about me behind my back. And to be honest, I don't give a flying fuck. My name is Julianna McCain. A six-foot-tall, slender and athletic, red-haired and green-eyed young woman of English descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a Canadian porn star with a unique specialty. I am really into Interracial Pegging. It's something so hot it's literally burning up the web. Young White women donning strap-on dildos and fucking macho-looking Black guys with them. How cool is that? We are revving up the world of amateur Canadian pornography. Interracial female domination style.

Right now, I've got a big smile on my face. Care to ask me why that is? Well, I will tell you anyway. I'm sodomizing a big and tall Black guy named Clifford Saint-Germain. He's one of the most well-known Black porn stars in the Confederation of Canada. Works mostly out of Montreal in the Province of Quebec. In the United States of America, he's worked with the likes of Lexington Steele, Skyy Black, Mr. Marcus, Roxy Reynolds, Cherokee D'Ass and Brian Pumper. The top Black male and Black female porn stars of the United States of America, if not the world. Clifford starred in mainly interracial movies out here in Canada. Playing the role of the macho Black stud who fucks the hell out of some blonde chick. You've seen the likes of it a thousand times. I offered him ten grand to do something radically different. To star in the first installment of my new series Interracial Pegging Up North. What do you think he said?

Clifford is a shrewd businessman as well as a sex freak. And he's really into White chicks, especially the kinky ones. Of course he said yes, and that's why we are here. I get to be the first woman to shove a strap-on dildo up the ass of Canada's top Black male porn star on camera. Boldly going where supposedly no White woman has gone before. And you know what? I thoroughly enjoyed myself as I bent Clifford over, spread his ass cheeks and lubricated him before going in boldly. I greased up my dildo before pressing it against his backdoor. Slowly, I pushed it deep inside of him. Man, how I had longed for this moment. If only Clifford knew that it's Black guys like him who gave me the idea for my all-new website. 

I got the idea for a website featuring White women fucking Black guys with strap-on dildos while watching an online video featuring manly Black guys fucking the hell out of dull, dopey, submissive blonde-haired White chicks. I found myself wondering what if the White woman fucked back? What if the sexual situation were reversed? A quick search revealed that nobody had thought about making a website exclusively dedicated to interracial pegging. White women pegging Black men with strap-on dildos. The only well-known interracial pegging series out there featured Black women fucking the hell out of queer-looking White men with their strap-on dildos. Who wants to see that? Definitely not me. It's so dull and boring. So commonplace in the world of interracial pornography today. 

I thought the audiences out there were getting tired of the usual crap in the world of interracial porn. Black man meets blonde-haired White woman who is dull and submissive. She's one heck of a slut who eagerly sucks his big Black cock before letting him stick his dick in her pussy and asshole. Not always in that order. Or the other scenario. White woman in awe of bossy, sexy Black woman literally begs for some of her juicy exotic pussy. I wanted to try something different, thought-provoking and downright politically incorrect in the world of interracial porn. I wanted to make White women dominant and render Black male sex performers submissive. In front of the bloody camera. And what I set out to accomplish, I got done. 

I stuffed Clifford's ass with my big strap-on dildo. I wanted to make this big and tall Black stud pay for being so damn manly and sexy. I wanted to make handsome, cocky Black guys like him pay for fucking us White women so damn well and so often. I mean almost every fucking website out there features White women getting fucked in the ass by Black guys with big dicks. And Black guys like Clifford thought they were all that because of this unique phenomenon. Well, now things have changed. Turnabout is fair play after all. Now it's a brand new day. White women are now going to fuck Black men in the ass with big strap-on dildos. And here is the supreme irony. The strap-on dildo I am using on Clifford is modeled after the dick of well-known African-American porn star Lexington Steele. A legend in the world of interracial porn. How about that?

I drilled the dildo deep inside Clifford's asshole. I berated the big and tall Black porn stud while working my dildo into his asshole. I wondered how many White women he bent over and fucked as I bent him over before fucking him roughly. How I thoroughly enjoyed fucking this macho Black male. I slammed my dildo up his ass. I also berated him while fucking him. I asked him how it felt for a Black guy like him to get fucked in the ass by a skinny White bitch like me. Clifford didn't say much as I fucked him in the ass with my strap-on dildo. He squealed as I fucked him. I grabbed hold of his big hairy Black balls and squeezed them while slamming my thick strap-on dildo into his asshole. I twisted them really nicely. Clifford screams changed in both tone and tune as he experienced some exquisite pain. I knew the old ball squeeze would do him in. I must say that it works every time. 

As I fucked Clifford Saint-Germain with my strap-on dildo, I thought of all the Black guys who fucked me when I was just a beginner to the interracial porn scene. How they had laughed while drilling their big Black cocks into my mouth, pussy and ass. They called me a three hole woman. And they called me a Black Cock Craving White Slut. Well, no more. Now I'm the one in charge and the Black man is my bitch. I am hell bent on sexually humiliating these arrogant Black studs. And I am going to make money doing it. The world is tired of watching Black guys slamming their dicks in the mouths, pussies and assholes of sexually submissive White women in interracial porn videos. We're ready for something more. And I am going to give it to them. After servicing Clifford, I made him kneel before me and polish my strap-on cock with his tongue while I glowered at him like the dominant White goddess that I am. It was fun. I am a mad White woman with a strap-on dildo. Let the cocky Black guys of the world beware.



Interracial Pegging Trois



Mistress Regina Saint-Pierre woke up with a smile on her face. Her father James and her brothers Lucien Saint-Pierre and Eric Saint-Pierre were so proud of her. Yesterday she assisted in the breaking in of the toughest member of the new batch of exotic-looking Black slaves which they purchased for the family's brand new Plantation in the City of New Orleans, State of Louisiana. The Dutch-American slave catchers and the Irish salesmen hadn't believed the five-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed Frenchwoman would be able to tame the six-foot-six, jet-Black and rough-looking African roughneck who had been giving them so much trouble. Regina smiled to herself. Just proves that you couldn't send a man to do a woman's job, after all.

The young Frenchwoman smiled and fingered her pussy as she remembered what she did to the Black slave whom they christened Big Raul. The six-foot-six, dark-skinned Black man had been caught by slave catchers in the plains of Nigeria in April 1807. One year later he found himself on a slave boat bound for the New World. The Dutchmen who captured him sold him to Americans who sold him to a French family which had just moved to New Orleans, Louisiana, from the island of Saint Domingue. Way down in the Caribbean. A place where once-enslaved Black men and Black women had risen against their former owners, vanquished the mightiest of European armies and established the first Black republic in the New World.

Regina Saint-Pierre and her family barely escaped from the island of Saint Domingue before the revolutionary army led by a Black warrior named Jean Jacques Dessalines obliterated the French armies led by General Rochambeau. They lost everything and were forced to start someplace new. Relocate. Fleeing for their lives. In the United States of America, of all places. Regina hated the insurgents of Saint Domingue with a passion. And she took out her frustration on the Black slaves which her family owned in their Plantation in the City of New Orleans. Starting with the rebellious ones who were fresh from the wilderness of Continental Africa. Like the one everybody on the Plantation called Big Raul himself.

The White men tried to tame him but his sheer size and strength made this a dangerous undertaking. He kept fighting back, no matter what the odds against him were. And he was one strong Black man. Well, Regina had a different idea. She approached the rebellious Black male under the guise of an abolitionist. She told him she didn't approve of the way the White men treated him. She even staged a performance where she 'helped' him escape. He'd been smitten with her and convinced himself they could run away together and be happy. What a fool he'd been. In the end, he ended up bound to a thick wooden pole at the center of the Saint-Pierre Plantation's court yard. And it was Regina herself who administered his just punishment. She gave him one hundred and seventeen lashes with her thick Black leather whip. And all the White slave owners in town along with the majority of the Saint-Pierre Plantation's Black slaves were made to watch. There was a new sheriff in town. Rebellious slaves beware.

Dismayed at his betrayal, Big Raul hadn't even put up a fight when Regina basically handed him to the White male slave catchers. Her plan had worked like a charm. They had 'escaped' into the fields for a couple of hours before she brought him to the previously agreed upon meeting point with the other 'abolitionists'. Abolitionists who were none other than White slave catchers in disguise. They took the stunned Big Raul into custody and brought him back to the Saint-Pierre Plantation. And Mistress Regina was given the honour of punishing him since she was the architect of his break down. The White woman from the island of Saint Domingue had done what no other White man on the Saint-Pierre Plantation could do. She had broken down Big Raul. For as a White woman she understood that before you broke a Black man's body, you had to first break his indomitable spirit. Victory was hers.

To add insult to injury, she decided to do something deliciously wicked to him. She took this occasion to test the prototype of a sex toy which she had been designing. Something she could use to simulate penetration with both male and female lovers. She called it the strap-on dildo. And she couldn't wait to try it on someone. Ever since she moved to New Orleans, Lousiana, from her native town of Cap Francais in Saint Domingue, she hadn't had time for friends or lovers. The Saint-Pierre family was too busy trying to start a new life in this new city, this new country. In front of the White slave owners of the City of New Orleans and a sizeable portion of the Black slaves of her Plantation, she put it to good use. How? By sodomizing Big Raul in front of everyone. The kind of devilish punishment only a wicked woman like her could come up with.

Without a word, she spread Big Raul's ass cheeks wide open. And applied lots of olive oil in there as lubricant. The big and tall Black male slave groaned and grunted in frustration and rage. As the crowd watched with fascination, Mistress Regina donned her strap-on dildo and pressed the phallus-like wooden object against the Black male slave's asshole. And penetrated him with him. Even though he was gagged, Big Raul's muffled scream of pain could be heard by all. And just like that, Regina began fucking him. She slammed the wooden dildo deep inside the Black man's asshole, making him buck and thrash about helplessly. While berating the big Black man, she slammed her makeshift phallus deep inside of him. He howled. He screamed. He groaned. He pleaded. He begged and pleaded. Mercilessly she fucked him. Until he announced his surrender in a deafening tone. And slumped, weakened beyond belief. The assembled White men clapped, stunned. This was definitely not the sort of thing these hardened men saw every day. The Black slaves watched helplessly as the one they looked up to was vanquished, not by the Masters but by the elusive and delicate-looking Mistress. Henceforth they knew to fear her. And as for Mistress Regina Saint-Pierre, she became the most talked-about woman in New Orleans society.



Interracial Relations Ch. 01



Where I am from you rarely saw those of white and black races mix. As a teen my attraction to white boys only went as far as their physical appearance. There was no interest to be with one intimately, however. I have gotten older, though, and my tastes in men have changed. My views on mixed relationships become more open and acceptable. Especially when I met my boss, Avery McKennly. 

I began working for Brockman, Harrison, and McKennly Advertising five years ago as a secretary. Because Avery was the youngest of the three partners, at the age of 34, I spent more time with him than the others. Their time was mostly spent playing golf, leaving Avery to do most of the work. We had a great relationship. Serious most of the time but would occasionally flirt when no one noticed. Every day I spent with him increased my attraction. I couldn't really explain to you what it was that turned me on about him. He wasn't the typical man I would be drawn to. His professional mannerism and outgoing personality always seemed to make me wet. However, that wasn't the only reason. It took three long years before I even noticed that he felt the same way about me. I began to notice the long stares at my 36C breast and typical black woman backside. I always tried to wear professional outfit that gave a hint to my petite shape. He definitely wanted me and I was determined to let him know I wanted him too. 

The day my dream came true was after a long, but typical day at work. At least it was for me. All day Avery was in a meeting with his partners discussing a new, but very important client. He had asked for me to stay overtime to help him prepare for his presentations the next day. I was more than happy to oblige. I ordered Chinese food for the occasion. 

Throughout the day I anticipated our after hours session. Hoping that I would finally get my chance. Usually I would go home dripping wet and in the need of satisfying myself. I would be far beyond the need of a cold shower. In fact, throughout the day, I found myself massaging my swollen clit under my desk as I watched him go from one office to another. The more I watch the clock, the slower time became and the more excited I got. 

It took thirty-five minutes after five for the office to be free of any witnesses. Just enough time for me to calm down just a little, gather my paperwork, and warm our casual meal. I locked the office doors, checked the terminals, turned off the lights, and walked to his partially opened door. There he was typing away at his computer and occasionally rubbing his baldhead or his golden brown goatee. I quietly placed the food tray on his antique Oakwood desk filled with papers and folders. The entire time he did not look my way. I sat down in front of his office mess and crossed my legs showing half of my thighs, then waited patiently. He looked gorgeous sitting there in his beige shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Occasionally, licking his lips as he continued to stare and work his computer. 

It seemed like hours before he spoke. Still not looking my way he handed me a folder, "First thing, Bre, I need you to go through this file and help me sort out the information. We will need to place the important information on top." 

I placed my paperwork on the floor beside my chair and reached for the folder with extreme disappointment. It was business as usual. I began to casually look through the folder until I decided to take matters into my own hands. "Avery? Uh, let's have a bit before the food gets cold. Chinese food should only be nuked once. After that it's just not the same." I smiled as I reached for the Teriyaki Chicken and fork. 

Avery took a deep breath and slowly turned in his black leather chair giving me direct eye contact for the first time. From this view I could see his frustration. "I am sorry, Bre. With all this planning for the new client and all, I have been very uneasy." 

"Well, take a break and relax," I handed him a box of Fried Rice, "Here. Eat this. I heard food can make you feel better when your stressed.." I placed the folder back on his desk along with my box of food. He smiled. With the box in hand he leaned back, "You're the best, Bre. I know I don't tell you that like I should, but it's true." 

I rose from my seat and walked behind him, "Thanks, Avery. I could say the same about you." I took it upon myself to begin massaging his broad shoulders and neck. How firm and strong they felt next to my hands. 

"Mmmmmmmmm. That feels so good." 

As I continued I could not help but notice the picture covering his computer screen. There was a beautiful black woman laying on the edge of a pool nude and spreading her wet pussy lips apart. It excited me immediately. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. "Well, I see that you were already trying to relax. Nice picture there." 

Avery jumped placing his box back upon the food tray and turned around to his computer. He almost knocked me off balance as he went to minimize the photo. Although I could not see his expression I could tell he was embarrassed. 

I tapped him on the shoulder and slowly turned him around to face me. His eyes avoided me. "Avery, no need to be embarrassed. I'm not." Holding his round chin in my hand and lifted his head to meet my eyes, "I just wish that it was me you admired so much." 

He looked at me with shock, but I could see a smile develop. Without another word said he held the back of my head. Bringing me closer he simply kissed me upon my lips softly. That alone made me almost explode. I could feel his hands under my shirt moving slowly to my hard and erect nipples. Exposing my breast as his hands reached their destination. His kiss became more passionate. He twisted, twirled, and gently pinched both nipples between his fingers. 

I couldn't help but moan with absolute pleasure. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. It was actually happening. Avery began to softly suck and lick my nipples. His hand moved up my thigh and against my soaked thong. He moaned louder than me as if in approval of my pleasure. 

In the heat of it all I had managed to move myself against the desk. Trying to grab and move anything in my way. He lifted me on the desk quickly without stopping his action upon my breast. I could fee him move my thong aside and thrust two fingers inside me slowly. You could hear the wetness of my pussy with each deep stroke he made. As he finally freed my breast from his mouth I could see him lean back to watch what he was doing. I began to move my hips towards his fingers harder. 

I closed my eyes. Feeling his breath against my thigh and his hands remove my thong. With both hands holding my thighs apart he flicked his tongue against my clit. The shock of it almost sent me in complete turmoil. I grabbed his head and pulled him closer. He held my clit in his mouth. Sucking it, biting it, and flicking it all at the same time. All with an extreme aggression and hunger. I began fucking his face harder and faster. Moaning louder. 

"Yes, Avery! Just like that!" I screamed. 

His fingers entered me with force. Both of our movements were in the exact perfect motion. Perfect speed. I could feel his eyes upon me. I could feel him watching my expressions and my pleasure. 

The act of it all was almost more than I could handle. He knew I was about to cum. Just as fast everything started he stopped. Leaving me tremble and the need of immediate release. I opened my eyes to see him standing there. With his thick 9-½ inch cock in hand I watched him tightly yet slowly stroke it. He wasn't looking at me. His eyes glanced of my body. It was as if he was admiring a work of art. Then, as his eyes fell upon mine he took hold of my widely spread legs and inserted himself. He was bigger than I have ever had and I love it. With each slow and deep thrust I held it tightly with every pelvic muscle I could possibly have. 

"That's it. Right there, baby. Hold it good and tight." He closed his eyes and began to fuck me faster. 

I could feel him throbbing inside me. I moved my hips into him harder. Shaking my ass as fast as I possibly could. He began to rub my clit with his thumb and moving himself to each side of my inner walls. The friction between us became an uncontrollable suction. With each hard and fast stroke we made the sound of it all was like a plunger unclogging a kitchen sink. 

"Oh, Avery! Fuck me more!" 

"You want this cock, baby?" He said ramming into me harder. 

"Oh, God, yes!" In almost unison our pace picked up speed. He fucked me so hard and so deep that I could feel him in my chest. Grabbing my legs he placed them on his shoulders. Then without mercy he grabbed my ass in the palm of his hands and fucked me more. 

"Take this shit! Give me that sweet black pussy!" 

I held his dick tighter and fucked him back with same exact force. In one quick moment I was being brought to tears. I could feel my body tremble and relax at the same time. I was cumming uncontrollably and so was Avery as he grab my ass tighter. Holding me there. 

What seemed like hours, he dropped my legs slowly and laid upon my chest. Both of us were breathing heavy and out of breath. All I could grab enough strength for was to put my arms around him and hold him close. It was better than my dreams. It was well worth the wait. 

"Mmmmmmmmm. That was amazing." He looked up at me and moved himself to give me a deep, passionate kiss. " I am so crazy about you, Bre. Always have been. Just never liked the idea of mixing business with pleasure." 

"Well, now that we have crossed that line. Where do we go from here?" I said enjoy the feel of my hands upon his head. 

"I don't know. We will worry about it tomorrow. For now let's get dressed, finish our cold dinner, and get back to work." He released himself from my arms, "We are not through by a long shot, though." He smiled. 

I just smiled back and in moments we returned to work as usual. Anticipating what tomorrow will bring.



Interracial Surprise



I was trying to surprise my wife. I had been away in Chicago on business and I manage to wrap things up a day early so I caught a flight from O'Hare that arrived at Regan National around 8pm. Traffic was light and I rolled into my Northern Virginia driveway a few ticks before 9pm ready to enjoy some alone time with my wife. 

There was an unfamiliar car in front of the neighbor's house but that wasn't unusual since they were always entertaining, even on Thursday nights. The lights were out downstairs as I entered the house but I could hear the television on upstairs in the bedroom. 

I could hear voices as I approached my bedroom door and the unmistakable sounds of sex. I assumed Cindy had dipped into our stash of porno DVDs for some alone time of her own.

'How to handle this,' I wondered. I quietly stripped my clothes off in the hall and silently cracked the door to peer inside.

I expected to see my wife alone in bed diddling herself to Jenna Jameson or Belladonna but what I saw was something very different.

My short chubby eastern European wife was naked on the bed. Her thick alabaster legs were spread wide with her knees up by her ears as a large milk chocolate colored man plunged his dick into her.

I wanted to burst through the door and announce my presence with authority and anger but I froze. I watched with a keen interest as my wife had sex with another man.

Cindy looked so sexy in the throws of passion. Her big 36c cup tits bounced as her lover thrust his cock into her pussy. She panted and moaned as he thrust his dick into her at a dizzying pace. She cried out a series of unintelligible words and her body quivered.

"I'm cumming," my wife groaned loudly as she dug her nails into the wide muscled back of her dark skinned lover. He slowed his pace and let Cindy ride the waves of pleasure as he continued to fuck her.

I reached down and touched my dick. It was almost achingly hard and I wrapped my fist around it as I watched them.

My wife's climax subsided and her chocolate lover resumed his relentless attack on her wet pussy.

I could hear the squishy wet sounds as his dick pistoned into my wife's cunt. 

"Harder," Cindy panted, "don't stop."

My wife's lover pounded his cock into her pussy as she approached a second orgasm. Cindy had never had multiple orgasms with me and in fact I had never been able to make her cum without rubbing or licking her clit.

"Yes baby," Cindy hissed as another powerful orgasm shook her body. She wrapped her legs around his muscular ass and pulled him deep inside her as her body quivered and quaked. His big dark hands mauled her pale while tits until her climax subsided.

Cindy's chocolate lover didn't miss a beat. He pulled his dick from her quivering pussy and pulled her to her knees.

Cindy wrapped her small hands around his cock as I secretly watched them. His dick was enormous and it dwarfed my wife's hands. She lowered her mouth to his eight inch rod and licked her juices from the glistening shaft.

"Clean my cock," he ordered. His deep voice boomed with a thick Jamaican accent.

Cindy noisily sucked and slurped on her lover's massive cock. She tried desperately to stuff it all down her throat but gagged from her attempt.

I stroked my dick as I watched my wife noisily lick and suck her juices from her lover's cock.

"You like tasting your cunt on my dick don't you?" He asked in a deep baritone. His words were coarse and vulgar and my wife appeared to enjoy them.

"Mmm hmm," Cindy moaned, "but not as much as love swallowing your cum." Cindy had never swallowed my cum in 15 years of marriage and I was shocked to hear her desire.

Cindy's lover turned her around and rubbed his big drooling cock over her swollen pussy lips.

"You want it?" He asked.

"Yes," Cindy hissed.

"You want it bad?" He teased as he continued to smear precum over her needy pussy.

"Yes, I need it," Cindy begged as he sank just the head of his huge 8" monster into her wet pussy. 

"Please, fuck me," my wife begged her dark muscular lover.

He plunged his dick deep inside her and slapped her ass hard.

"Oh god," Cindy grunted, "I love your cock."

Cindy's lover fucked her hard, doggy style, as he repeatedly slapped her big white ass. She never liked when I slapped her ass but when her big black lover did it she seemed to love it.

I stroked my dick as Cindy's lover fucked her hard and fast. She buried her face in her pillows. "Fuck meee," she cried out loudly as she came a third time.

"I'm getting close," he grunted as sweat dripped from his dark skin. "Where do you want it?"

"Cum in my pussy," Cindy hissed as she pushed back to meet her lover's powerful thrusts. I knew she wasn't on the pill and her plea scared me.

"Fill me up baby, cum inside me baby. I need to feel your hot cum in my wet cunt," Cindy pleaded. 

My wife's black lover grunted and groaned as he came inside her. He buried his giant dick deep inside her womb and deposited his thick creamy seed as I watched.

He pulled his big dick from my wife's pussy and she quickly spun around. Cindy took his dripping cum glazed dick into her small hands. She enthusiastically licked and sucked his cock until she had cleaned every drop of juice off his big black fuck stick.

The sight of my prim and proper wife licking cum from a muscular athletic black man's cock was wildly erotic and couldn't hold back anymore. I bit my lip to stay silent as I dropped a huge batch of man goo onto the carpet outside my bedroom. I continued to watch them as I quietly put my clothes on.

They lay back on the bed as my wife idly fingered her cum filled pussy.

"I love feeling your cum inside me," my wife said softly.

"You'd better take a morning after pill tomorrow or you might end up with a little black baby in nine months," her lover mused. "That might be hard to explain to your husband."

"Fuck him," Cindy said sharply, "That cheating little dicked fucker. I'd love to see his face when I squeeze out your black baby. That'd teach him to keep his little pecker out of those young sluts."

Her words stung but they were true. For eleven months I'd carried on a torrid affair with a woman ten years my junior. When I had ended it the 25 year old girl called my wife and told her everything. Cindy had taken me back but the road to recovery had been long and three years later she had finally appeared to trust me again. Why she trusted me was suddenly clear.

I quietly slipped out the front door to contemplate my next move. I drove around the corner at sat in my car. My mind was racing. The visions of my wife being fucked by a well endowed black guy were amazingly erotic and I felt blood fill my spent cock. I wanted to jerk off again to the images of my wife fucking her black lover. 

An hour after I left my house I saw Cindy's lover's car drive away. I waited another twenty minutes and drove home. 

The house was completely dark and I could hear Cindy sleeping as I walked into my bedroom. I quietly pulled my clothes off and slipped into bed next to my wife.

Cindy woke up as I spooned up behind her. "Hey baby," she mewed, "you're home early." She was a smooth liar and I wondered how long she'd been unfaithful.

"I wrapped up early and caught a 7:30pm flight out of Chicago," I replied. Images of Cindy in bed with her big strong lover flashed through my mind and my cock began to grow. I slid my arm around my wife and moved my hand down her thick curvy body.

Cindy tensed as my fingers slid over her freshly shaved recently fucked pussy.

"No," she whispered, "I'm sleepy."

I kissed her neck and eased my fingers into her sloppy pussy. "You're so wet," I said excitedly. 

"Mmm," Cindy coo'd as my insistent fingers rubbed her clit. She parted her legs granting me unfettered access to her cum filled pussy.

I rubbed her clit as my 5 1/2" dick pressed against the small of her back. 

Cindy rolled onto her back. Our lips met in a soft kiss. I started to move on top of her but she stopped me. "Not yet," she moaned softly, "first I get mine."

I knew exactly what she wanted. It was a running joke between us that unless I licked Cindy's clit before we fucked she didn't get to climax. 

Cindy sat up and guided me onto my back. It was also her contention that she came hardest when she sat on my face.

The idea of fucking my wife after I had just witnessed her fucking her big black lover was a turn on but I certainly didn't want to lick her cum filled pussy. I had no way to back out short of admitting I had watched her fuck another man and I cringed as Cindy straddled my face.

I couldn't see much in the dark room but I could smell her arousal as she lowered her pussy to my mouth.

"Oh baby," Cindy coo'd as she ground her cum filled pussy against my mouth. "I am so wet."

My tongue flicked out and I tasted her pussy. It was certainly different than usual. It was saltier but it was not unpleasant and I started to lick with more enthusiasm. I felt a gob of thick goo fall into my mouth and I quick swallowed it.

Cindy came fast and hard as I flicked my tongue over her swollen clit. Cum continued to spill from her hole into my mouth as I ate her pussy. She ground her wet pussy against my mouth until her climax subsided.

Cindy flopped down on the bed and I rolled on top of her soft, thick body. My cock slid effortlessly into her sopping wet pussy.

I thrust my dick into Cindy's stretched out wet hole as she lay silently beneath me. I could feel my cum boiling in my loins.

"I'm gonna cum," I moaned as I passed the point of no return.

"Not inside me baby," Cindy said firmly. "Cum on my tummy."

I pulled my dick from her sloppy wet cunt and wrapped my fist around it. I stroked it furiously until I started to cum.

"I saw you," Cindy said and cum flew from my dick.

"What," I stammered as my dick continued to spew hot cum onto my wife's chest and stomach.

"I saw you in the door watching John fuck me. Did you enjoy watching him plow my cunt with his great big cock." She spoke slowly and emphasized the last three words.

I didn't know what to say so I said nothing.

"Don't sit there with that dumb assed grin on your face. I saw you in the door watching John fuck me and I know you jerked your dick while you watched."

"Uh, yeah," I stammered.

"Did you like licking his sauce from my pussy," Cindy teased. "He tastes good doesn't he?"

"What," I asked. I was dumfounded and in shock.

"You ate my pussy and it was full of his cum. Not just from the time you watched us either. He fucked me all week. Twice today. He's stopping by tomorrow morning before work too," Cindy continued. "So you will either have to leave before he gets here or hide in the closet. Judging by the enthusiasm you showed eating my cum filled cunt you are probably used to being in the closet."

Cindy continued to deride me until she grew tired of it and rolled over. 'I'm going to sleep. I need my rest for my morning fuck."



Interracial Swing



There isn't a married man alive who would not jump at the chance to enjoy sex outside of marriage, at least that's my opinion. My name is Rob, 48 and have been married to my wife, Jodi for twenty years. Jodi is a very attractive woman, she is 46 5'8", 128lbs 36C-24-36. She has firm tits for her age, a nice round ass and shoulder length blonde hair. 

I make my share of comments, in regards to other women, just so Jodi will know what I am thinking about. I am the type of guy who would definitely like to see his wife of 20 years with another man, as long as I am able to share the affection of another woman.

Like allot of marriages ours suffers a little form the boredom of routine. We have on occasion went nude hot tubing with our neighbors Sue and Andy, but some underwater groping was as about as far as it went. 

On Friday nights we go out to get a bite and have a few drinks, this Friday would be different though. It would be the beginning of what I have longed to happen. After constant pressure from me, Jodi finally agreed to watch a porn movie. Not that Jodi was some prude; it just wasn't something she cared much about.

"Ok...OK Rob, we can watch a movie if you like, just don't expect me to be too enthused about it."

"No I think you will like it, it comes highly recommend."

"Oh really, by whom?"

"Charles for work, he said he and his wife, Jenna watched it and they really liked it." It happens that Charles and his wife are black. One of the two black couples Jodi and I know fairly well. We have come to know them over the years; company parties and an occasional Holiday get together.

"That's funny I wouldn't think that Jenna would go for these type of movies."

"Well she was like you at first, now Charles says they watch them every once and a while."

"What's the name of it?"

"It's supposed to be about two married couples who get together and enjoy each other's company; Interracial Swing is the title I think."

"Go figure, Charles would come up with that. You know all the times he has eyed me up, some of the comments he has made. I bet he chases all the white women in your office." 

"Now don't be too judgmental, if Jenna liked it maybe you will as well. I know Charles has a thing for you and some other white ladies. That should make you feel good about yourself."

"Ok already let's start the movie. Enough about Charles the womanizer."

I put the DVD in the player and sat next to Jodi on the couch. We were still dressed from the evening out. Jodi wore black slacks and a white blouse, which showed her lacy bra underneath. I wore casual slacks and a polo golf shirt.

The movie started there were two couples at a house, they had come back from dinner and all were dressed pretty sexy. The white woman was tall and had long blonde hair; she had a nice pair of tits, not too big, somewhat like Jodi's. The white male had brown hair and had a nice build. 

The black woman was shorter but had tits and an ass that wouldn't quit; she had very bright red lipstick on. The black man was tall, very short hair and a muscular build.

Before long both couples were naked and making out on a large sectional couch. The two women were sitting next to each other and the men on the outside.

Jodi finally got a look at the black guy's cock. "Holy shit.....look how long the black guys cock is. I can't believe that; he's not ever hard yet."

"Yeah they say black guys have the biggest cocks, I'll bet it is 9 or 10 inches long."

"Look the white chick is starting to stroke the black guy's cock......look how big it's getting.......shit."

"One big fucking black cock, no?" 

"How is she gonna fit that thing inside her?"

The movie continued with the ladies on their knees sucking the guy's cocks. I put my arm around Jodi and we kissed as we watched the movie. Jodi was getting turn on by the movie and the attention I was paying to her. 

I watched Jodi for a reaction, hoping that she would get aroused by what she was watching. Jodi began to rub her own breast through her sheer blouse. Sensing the time was right, I began to unbutton her blouse. Jodi offered no resistance; her eyes were glued to the action on the TV. 

I removed her blouse and bra in no time; and was massaging her hard nipples. Jodi unbuttoned her slacks and raised her hips as she slid the slacks to the floor. Her hand quickly disappeared under the waist band of her panties.

The white woman was now straddling the lap of the black man. She used her hand to guide his cock into her pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto the stiff black cock. 

"Ohhhh my..... she is able to take the whole thing into her," Jodi moaned as she worked her own clit.

"This is pretty hot stuff, just as Charles had said, look at the black woman slamming that white cock into her, what an ass."

"No...no watch how wet that long black cock is.....now that's hot!"

I planted the seed and Jodi took it hook line and sinker. Jodi was now completely nude; she was busy fingering her pussy and squeezing her tits with the other hand. All the while her faced was glued to the action in the movie. The black guy now had the white woman kneeling on the couch with her face towards the white guy. The black guy was fucking her from the rear with his hands gripping and slapping the white woman's ass.

I wasted no time stripping my clothes off as I watched the other couple. The white guy was fucking the black woman in the ass. Jodi emulated the white woman on the screen and climbed on the couch, offering her ass to me, her face was on the cushion of the couch as she continued to watch the screen. I mounted her from behind, just like the black guy on the screen. I figured if she was getting into it why not help her out.

"Oh...OHhhhhhh.....Ohhhh .. Yeah baby fuck me hard...fuck me hard with that cock...buried it deep inside of me....I wanna feel you're hot cum in my hole." 

"OK.....bitch......I'll fill your white pussy with my come......I'm going to ......fuck you till you beg for more.....more ...more of my black cock

Jodi was wishing that black cock she was watching was buried deep within her. "Harder...harder......fuck my white pussy.....fuck my pussy with you long black cock."

I achieved my goal for the evening, I started to tense up and felt my cock explode in Jodi's hot pussy. 

"Fuck baby....fuck......I am cumming."

Jodi climaxed shortly after that. We collapsed on the couch and continued to watch the movie.

We went to bed shortly thereafter and we fucked liked wild animals before dozing off.

The next morning over coffee I wasn't sure what to say, but wanted the seed I planted to grow. I had never seen my formerly proper wife so hot....so into wild sex before. Would she try and down play her animal lust or would she embrace it.

"Wow... that was some video last night. I will have to thank Charles for letting us borrow it."

"Ah....yeah.....I can't believe I got so drawn into the action. I guess....it's just ...ah...I have never seen any interracial sex before. It was pretty hot. I still can't believe the size of the black guy's cock. Are they really that big?"

"I am sure like anything else they come in all shapes and sizes. Maybe we should rent a few more. I certainly liked how hot you were....never seen you like that before. What do you think?"

"I know this...next time I see a black guy I am going to wonder about the size of his cock. Don't get me wrong Rob, I love you and always will....but I can have a fantasy can't I?"

"Sure...Jodi, we all have those. Speaking of black cocks don't forget we have the retirement party for Jim Baker from work this Friday night. I am sure Charles and Jenna will be there. So you can wonder about the stick Charles is carrying around. You know he has a sweet spot for you."

I knew if I kept Jodi's mind on this maybe....just maybe....my fantasy could be realized. Watching my wife let herself go with a black guy. How devious I can be, when I want to. I am sure a few words with Charles might help set the stage.

"Yeah...I almost forgot about that. I am not much for these sort social things, but maybe this one will be different."

I could tell the wheels were turning for Jodi. Maybe this time Charles' advances would not be ignored. Maybe Jodi's imagination and lust would make for a fun evening.

"Well it should be fun; they are supposed to have a band after the ceremony. Open bar, music let's just have some fun."

"Deal.....that means I can buy something new to wear...right?"

"There's always a catch," I said with a laugh.

I returned the DVD to Charles at work the next day. I told him we had actually watched it and Jodi got into the action. I told Charles we were going to look for some others to rent.

"Rent...what are you talking about, dude, I have plenty more where that came from. I'll bring some in. Hey are you guys going to attend the retirement part Friday?'

"Yes, we plan on being there. Let's get a table together; I think you will see a new Jodi. So what's Jenna's take on all this? I have to tell you...I may be willing to help this thing along but....only if there is something in it for me as well."

"Hey...Jenna's cool with this. We're not what you call swingers, but we are no angels either. Jenna thinks you are cool, but she has the impression that Jodi is a little prissy white chick."

"I'll talk to her. If Jodi is ripe...man would that be nice.....fuck man....your wife is one hot white chick."

"Hey dumb ass....your wife turns allot of heads. You had better mind your own hen house or you might be the cock with an empty roost."

"Yeah...yeah, I have been dreaming of this for some time. Stuffing my black snake into your little woman. Let's just be cool and see what develops...ok?"

"Good point.....Jodi may blow this off, but I have a feeling, we may both be smiling on Monday. Let's not force it though it may take longer than we think. I don't want to push too hard too fast and fuck this opportunity up."

"I hear you Rob; we'll see how it plays out Friday."

That evening at home I told Jodi I gave the DVD back to Charles and he asked if we wanted to sit together Friday night, and I agreed.

"That's fine with me. Did you get any other DVD's?"

"No, I was going to stop but Charles said he had some other we could borrow."

"Awe....I was hoping to watch some more videos."

"Well...we can always check on the internet...plenty of material there."

"Oh....how do you know.....you like looking at women getting fucked don't you?"

"Yeah...I must admit watching hot sex gets me going. Maybe we need a movie camera?"

"Right...who's going to want to watch you and me fucking? I going up to change, I'll be back in a few."

"Fine...I'll see what I can find. You'd be surprised the armature stuff you can find."

Jodi headed upstairs and I went to the computer. I quickly found some of my favorite sites and started browsing. I went to the interracial categories as I want to keep the theme going in Jodi's head. I picked a site that had lots of thumbs of interracial action. I clicked on a few to see the series of pictures. 

Jodi returned to the room with a white bath robe and heeled shoes which I found strange. She walked over to where I was sitting. She opened her robe and let it fall to the floor. Jodi was completely nude with just heels. She came closer and sat on my lap. 

"So Rob...what have you found?"

"Here...see for yourself."

Jodi looked at the pictures and I began to click on various thumbs to enlarge them. All the pictures showed a white woman either sucking or fucking a big black cock. Jodi took the mouse from my hand so she could launch the thumbs she wanted to view.

I used my free hands to squeeze her tits. I pinched at her nipples as she went through picture after picture. She started to squirm on my knee, so I reached around and found her slit to be very wet. I inserted my finger and bounced her on my knee.

"Hey stand up for a minute so I can get comfortable."

Jodi quick obliged, she was now in a bend over position. Her ass in my face. I pushed the chair back and quickly removed my pants. In no time I was in the buff as well. I moved behind her and inserted my hard cock into her wet pussy. She was still bent over as I fucked her from behind.

"Like what you see.......those big black cocks.....imagine those cocks fucking your white pussy?"

"Yeah...oh ...yeah, fuck this is good stuff. "

Jodi kept clicking away as I slammed her ass and worked her erect nipples. Her face was inched from the computer screen. 

"Give me that black cock....fill my white pussy...fuck me bad boy...fuck me."

Jodi reached her climax as I was slapping her ass. I was ready to explode myself so I pull out. I turned her around and stuck my cock into her mouth.

"Here you black cock slut, suck this."

I came deep into her throat. Holding her from behind, I helped her to her feet and kissed her deeply. It was a little funny knowing my wife has actually fantasizing about someone else, as she sucked my cock. The idea of seeing that for real was spicing up both of our lives.

As we got ready for bed Jodi asked, "What time will be leaving tomorrow for the retirement party? I need to stop at the mall for a few things, do I have time?"

"I figured we would leave here at 7:00, it starts at 7:30, so you should have plenty of time to shop. What do you need?"

"You will see tomorrow, a little surprise if you will."

The next day at work I poked my head into Charles' office to see what was up with him. I wanted to tell him about our little episode last night.

"Hey....what's up? You and Jenna still on for tonight?"

"Can hardly wait man, I have been laying down a few hints at home too. I asked Jenna to help me find some of our porn videos last night. She asked who they were for, so of course I told the truth that you and Jodi. I told her I let you borrow Interracial Swing and wanted to see others. She gave me that coy little smile of hers."

"Well last night Jodi asked if you had given me any more DVD's, she was disappointed when I said no."

"Too bad man."

"Well we used the trusty internet instead. Jodi is really getting into looking at porn. We fucked like animals last night."

"Hey better save some for me old buddy. See you tonight."

It was tough working that afternoon, I was anxious about the evening. Kept wondering how it would turn out. Thinking about getting my own hands on Charles' wife, hopefully I would be plunging my white cock into her dark little hole, fucking the big black titties she has.

By the time I got home Jodi and already taken her shower and was starting to get dressed. I hurried into the bathroom to take my own shower. As I was taking my shower, Jodi poked her head in and said.

"Hey guess who I saw at the mall?"

"I don't know........who?"

"Charles.......yeah I was sitting at Starbucks having a coffee and he was walking by and saw me."

"Really....did you talk to him?"

"Sure did.....you haven't said anything to him have you?"

"No...why...well just that we watched his DVD the other night."

"Well he saw I had a bag from Victoria Secret's and wanted to see what I had in the bag."

"Did you show him?"

"He actually grabbed the bags and looked inside, I was afraid he was going to pull everything out right there in Starbucks. I was mortified that he would hold up my panties for everyone to see."

"Well did he? He can be a funny guy at times would expect some comments from him."

"No he put his hand in the bag and fondled the garments, never pulled them out. Was weird having a black man touching my panties."

"What did he say?"

"He looked at me and smiled, and said that Rob is one lucky guy to have such a sexy wife. Then he asked if the things were for tonight."

"Are they?"

"Yes come out and see for yourself."

I toweled off and walking into the bed room. Jodi was standing by the dresser looking into the mirror. She turned around and I also shit myself. My wife was totally hot. She had dark thigh high nylons and black heels. Her panties were black lace and thong style. The killer was her bra, black as well, with clear straps that wouldn't show under her dress. The front of the bra cupped her breasts, but did not cover her nipples. The bra pushed her tits up and her nipples were sticking straight out.

If that wasn't enough she had little black elastic bands around her nipples that kept her nipples erect. With the push up bra holding up her breast and the bands forcing the nipples hard I was sure you would be able to see them though the sheer material of her dress.

"Holy shits...Jodi....I don't want to leave, I just want to fuck you right here and now. I have never seen you look so fucking sexy, my dick is getting hard. How did you come up with this?"

Jodi was taking in the moment knowing how hot she looked and knowing not only me would enjoy looking at her is this outfit. She turned around a couple of time, pretending to do a little dance.

"One of the young girls at Victoria Secret's helped me. I told her I wanted to look sexy, so men would become aroused. Works pretty well..huh?"

"You never finished the rest of your conversation with Charles. You mean he saw this stuff in your bag and knows you're wearing it tonight, fuck he's going to get a woody just knowing what's under your dress."

"That's the idea silly.....are you worried about your sexy little wife and how men will look at me tonight? Anyway I did tell him that these were for tonight and if he was nice I might save a dance for him. If my husband would allow that is. That's what's funny...then he said I am sure Rob will be willing to share me tonight. That's why I asked if you said anything."

"No..I swear just what I said before. Charles is just being Charles. He did say he would bring the DVD's tonight. Maybe we can watch them later....Ok"

"Sure I would like that. Let's get dressed and go."

As we drove to the party, I kept stealing looks at my wife thinking how sexy she looked and how any man would love the chance to have their way with her. Here I was willing ready and maybe able to give her to a black man to fulfill a fantasy of mine. She seemed to be off in a distance maybe she was thinking about tonight, maybe thinking about black cock.

As we walked into the reception I noticed some heads turning. Jodi's nipples pretty hard and pushing against the light material of her dress. We walked over to the bar and saw Charles and Jenna. Charles was eyeing up Jodi pretty good, pretty easy to tell what he was thinking.

Jenna looked hot as well. She is a well proportioned woman. She wore a red dress that was fairly tight, it was low cut and her cleavage begged for a cock to fuck. The heels she worn help accent her bubble butt. I was hopeful that I would get to see more.

Charles started the conversation, "Oh my .......don't we have to some fine looking women here. Jodi you look very nice. Did you tell Rob, I saw you today?"

"Yes...I told Rob about seeing you at the mall and yes I am wearing what I bought. Did you get what you needed?"

Jenna and I had puzzled looks on our faces. Jodi never mentioned why Charles was at the mall. 

"We can talk about that later. Let's grab a table before they are all gone."

We all walked to the far end of the room, where there was a table somewhat by itself. The tables we rectangular, so Jodi and I sat across from Charles and Jenna. We covered all the boring subjects, just as the program was about to begin. 

Charles and I got up to get another round of drinks before the program began. Looking back you could see Jenna and Jodi talking; maybe they were making a plan.

"So you liked Jodi's purchases I hear?"

"Yeah...fuck she bought some pretty hot stuff...and you can tell even through that dress of hers. She never bought shit like that before?'




Interracial Swing



"She's bought some sexy things but nothing like this. I had a hard time keeping my hands off her."

"You don't dress that sexy for no reason.....man....maybe we can make this happen tonight."

"So what the fuck were you looking for at the mall, Charles? I am surprised Jodi didn't mention that to me. What's up with that?"

"Well I was looking for some blank DVD's so I could copy videos for you guys. Man she brought up the porn...not me...I told you I would be cool."

"DVD's that's it?"

"Well I told her I was going to a novelty store to get a vibrator for Jenna, kind of a surprise. When she asked why I was there I couldn't lie, besides she thought it was funny. She seemed opened about the sex thing."

"Ok, that's all cool let head back. After the program maybe we can do some dancing and see what develops. What about Jenna?"

"Hey Jenna knows me by now......don't worry about that....I would say if it's a go......she'll be the first in line."

My mind was racing as we walked back. Everything seemed like it was falling into place. I sensed that the four of us were in for a good time tonight. The ladies gave us coy little smiles when we returned, so something was up.

"You guys look like the foxes about to raid the hen house. We were watching you to at the bar." Jenna spoke up.

"Yeah....you guys are up to something, for sure. Anyway we want to dance after this program is over ok, guys."

The program was finally over and we made our way to the hotel bar where the band was starting to play. We took a circular booth facing the dance floor. The ladies slid in from opposite side and met in the middle. Charles gave me a look and we went into the booth opposite of the girls. I was sitting next to Jenna and Charles was next to Jodi.

We ordered a few drinks as the band played. Jenna brought up dancing first. 

"Hey let's dance to this one."

We all got up and headed for the dance floor. We danced more in a group than with a partner. The next song was a slow song, I grabbed Jenna's hand and started to dance with her, Charles did the same with Jodi. I pulled Jenna close to me and felt her tits press against my chest. Charles was grinding his hips into Jodi, I am sure Jodi could feel his cock pressing against her.

After that dance Charles and Jodi headed back to the table, Jenna danced one more song and head back ourselves. Charles and Jodi were sitting pretty close to each other in the booth. Charles was whispering in Jodi's ear. I thought things were progressing nicely, I was glad Charles and I had planned this out.

As we sat down Jodi spoke up, "Rob, this is boring. I asked Charles if he and Jenna wanted to come over to our house for a night cap. Besides Charles tells me he has a special DVD for all of us to watch."

"That's fine with me." Not wanting to sound like I was jumping at the chance to go home with them. So we all left. Charles and Jenna followed us home. When we walked into the house Jodi invited them into the family room, where we have two couches that face each other and the entertainment center is against the wall.

"Rob, would you open us a bottle of wine? I'll put some music on. Jenna can you please help Rob with the glasses?"

"Sure...wine sounds good. Comon Jenna the kitchen is this way."

In the kitchen I picked out a bottle of wine and pulled four glasses from the cupboard. As I was opening the wine and looking at how lovely Jenna looked, Jenna spoke up.

"Rob, I heard you have been watching some of Charles' porno videos. I see you as one of those guys who fantasize about his wife getting fucked by a black guy. Is that so?"

"Well....yeah.....watching the videos do get my imagination going. I get hard just thinking about it."

"You think you can handle that, Rob? Watching your pretty little wife suck on some big black mambo stick? Watching as a black ass pushes his enormous dick deep into that white pussy? Seeing black and white flesh fucking so hard that sweat is developing?"

"Yeah.....yeah, I can handle that, but I would want to be able to.....you know......have a little fun myself. Having some juicy black lips suck my cock at the same time. I am all for the four of us engaging in a little Interracial Swing action. What do you say to that?"

"Well Rob, you would have to pay some attention to me, not just watch your wife getting her brains fucked out by Charles."

"No worries there, Jenna......I am dying to suck your tits......pleasure your clit with my tongue. I guarantee you will be sexually satisfied."

"Ok then....let's surprise the other two and get the party started."

Jenna removed her dress and let it fall to the floor. She had on red lace panties and matching bra. Her dark skin looked electric against her under garments. She approached me and we kissed, she drove her tongue deep into my mouth. I sucked on her upper lip, knowing it would send a tingling down to her clit.

I undid the clasp on Jenna's bra and admired her firm round tits. She had long nipples, way longer than Jodi's. I cupped her breast as we continued to kiss her. Finally Jenna broke off the kiss. I removed by clothes except for my silk shorts, which were straining to conceal my hard on.

"We need to get back in there, who knows what those two are up to."

So I grabbed the opened bottle of wine and two glasses, Jenna pick up the other two glasses. We walked in to the family room in just our undies, Jenna was topless, but still had her stockings and heels on.

Jodi and Charles were on the couch in a deep embrace. They were locked in a deep French kiss, I could see Charles' pink tongue plunging into my wife's waiting mount. I felt a bit of jealously raise its ugly head within me. I had envisioned the sex but not the kissing for some strange reason.

Charles had his hand between Jodi's legs, but I could tell if his fingers were in her pussy. Jodi's hand was on Charles crouch.

They looked up somewhat surprised to see how we were dressed. They broke away from each other and jumped to their feet.

"What the hell?" was all Jodi could say.

"Where are your clothes?" Charles blurted out.

"We decided to surprise you, but looks like we are too late. You two didn't waste any time," Jenna said with a laugh.

"Comon Charles, if they can be naked so can we. "

Jodi pulled the straps from her dress and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it, as Charles removed his shirt. Jodi looked totally sexy, her tits were exposed from the special bra and the nipple bands had her nipples hard.

"Shit girl I wondered how your nipples were so hard. Look at that Jenna; you need to get some of those."

Charles let his pants drop exposing his budge through his shorts. He walked over by Jodi and started feeling her breast. He pinched her hard nipples between his thumb and finger. He undid the clasp on the bra and Jodi's tits were fully exposed. Charles cupped her breast with his hands.

Jodi turned her head back and started to kiss Charles. You could see their tongues rolling against one another. The sight of his dark skin against my wife's white beast was truly a vision. I was surprise how open Jodi was acting at this point. Charles slipped his hand down Jodi's front side and disappeared under her panties.

"Rob, you just going to watch? I told you in the kitchen I expected some attention too."

Jenna and I took a seat on the sofa, pulling down my shorts exposing my fully erect cock. I poured four glasses of wine, not that anybody was ready for a drink. I turned my attention to Jenna and began to kiss her and fondle her firm black tits. Her nipples were twice the size of Jodi's; I wonder how the nipple bands would work for her.

Jenna reached down and stroked my cock as we continued to kiss. Her lips were very full any there was no question that I was kissing someone other than my wife. Jenna spread her legs and my hand slid under the waist band of her red panties. Her pussy was shaved bald the skin was very silky and smooth. I parted the lips of her labia and gently rubbed her cilt.

I had not notice across the coffee table; Charles and Jodi were now seated. I heard the sound of the TV as someone had used the remote to start the video. I was thinking we really didn't need a video with the action going on in the room, but figured what the hell.

The movie started with some soft music in the background, my attention was still focused on sucking Jenna tongue into my mouth. Then I heard a voice, saying hello, it was weird I could sweat it was the voice of Charles. The speaker continued.

"Hey there Rob, hope you can enjoy the special video we have prepared you and Jodi. You really seem to be getting into the interracial seen, and Rob with all those fantasies you have about your beautiful white wife. Well you should really enjoy the next half hour."

At that point I could help but look up at the TV and sure enough it was Charles standing in a living room in only a pair of boxer shorts. I though what the fuck was Charles up to. Just then Charles continued.

"Rob, I would like to introduce my co-star and thank Jenna for filming all of this. Comon girl some over here, don't be shy, bring that little white pussy my way. I am sure Rob, will get hot watching the action."

A woman appear, totally nude, her back to the camera. When she turned around it was my wife Jodi. I sat up on the edge of the couch my eyes glued on the TV, unable to speak, my heart was racing. My wife was standing totally nude next to my black co-worker. 

Jodi tugged at the waist band of Charles boxers and pulled them to his ankles. Charles was not hard yet but his cock looked pretty big already. Jodi bent her knees and squatted beside Charles, the camera moved in so you could see her face close to Charles cock.

Jodi reached up and took Charles in her hand she began to stroke his dick. Charles' dick responded immediately, growing longer becoming erect. Jodi turned to the camera.

"Rob.......wow isn't this great. You wanted to see me with a black man so now, I'll grant you wish. Do you see the size of this thing....now that's hot? Don't go away; you won't want to miss this big black cock fucking my white pussy. Rob I love you and I am glad I can make to happy."

Jodi started to suck on Charles; she stoked his cock and had its head in her mouth. She tongued the underside of his dick. Using her hand to raise the cock she sucked on Charles' balls, taking them into her mouth. Charles spoke again.

"Rob this feels so fucking good. You wife is such a good cock sucker, I never knew. She's making me all nice a clean, making it nice and slippery so I can jam this cock into her white pussy. You know Rob; I am going to let you keep this for your own collection. So maybe we can just let this roll and go back to the live inaction at your home."

I was totally shocked, still speech less. My wife had somehow managed to pull this off, without my knowledge. Should I be mad at her fucking a black guy we know, but wasn't I at fault at temping her into this live style. I always said it was ok if I could participate and some fun of my own.

I felt Jenna's hand pull me back from the edge of the couch. She immediately lowered head to my crouch and started to suck my still hard cock. I slid my hand down her stomach and worked my fingers into her moist pussy. I worked her clit and leaned my head towards her flower. We worked our way to a sixty nine position with Jenna me on top. My head was buried between Jenna's thighs, so I could look over at Charles and Jodi.

Jenna was ready for a stiff cock to penetrate her pussy. I got up and repositioned myself so I could enter Jenna. 

I took some time to look over at Jodi. She had her back to me, her legs straddled Charles thighs. Charles had his hands on Jodi's ass, squeezing her cheeks and bouncing her on his black cock. The folds of her labia clung to the shaft of Charles cock. I could see her white cum cover the length of Charles black tool.

I figured she was enjoying herself so why shouldn't I, as I inserted my dick into Jenna's slick hole. Jenna looked up at me as I pumped her for all I was worth. I worked her nipples with my fingers and tugged at her firm breast.

Jenna arched her back and began to scream as she thrust her hips to meet my plunging cock. I could feel my own climax coming. With a final thrust I shot my cum deep into her womb. I collapsed on top of Jenna.

I couldn't tell if it was the TV or the live voices of Jodi and Charles. I looked toward the other couch and Charles was still ramming his cock into Jodi. There was lots of groaning and panting as Charles exploded in my wife's pussy. The motion and the voices stopped.

The action on the TV was still going. Charles was fucking Jodi doggie style on the floor. Jenna would shoot close-ups of Jodi's face, and then focused in on Charles cock as he buried it deep into Jodi.

We all kind of sat up and looked across the room at each other. I had not spoken since the video began. My eyes met Jodi's she smiled at me as she rubbed her slit.

"So, Rob what do you think? I am thinking of a title for it, how does Jodi Does a Black Cock as Hubby Watches?"

"Honey, you really surprised the shit out of me. Who knew, you would get this into this interracial sex."

"You know Charles and Jenna have invited us to their house tomorrow night. They are having a few friends over to see the film."

I thought to myself, this could be fun, but was my wife becoming a black cock slut? I started to pull on my cock with visions of Jodi and black guys fucking.



Interracial Twist



Anna is your name. The tall, sexy young Black woman I've had a crush on ever since I first laid eyes on her. Gay white women like myself can't resist the likes of you. And you probably don't even know it. I work as an events co-ordinator in the fashion industry. I've had my brief moment under the cruel glimpse of the spotlight, but nowadays I generally interact with models, fashion agencies and sponsors trying to keep everybody happy. Glamour is a part of my job, in order to sell the product of attraction; I have to project that image all the time. It's tiring, false and gruelling: pandering to people's expectations and egos at home and at work.

In order to help me do my job, I'm always liaising with different PA's and secretaries in different cities and countries. My current PA is on maternity leave and I'm in dire need of a temporary replacement so I place an advertisement on various websites and reserve a whole day to interview prospective candidates.

After being suitably unimpressed with most of the interviewees, I'm starting to get annoyed. That's when you walk in. You're the tall Black chick I can't take my eyes off of. You're polite, on time, and very presentable, your references are impeccable and you show a really keen interest in wanting to get ahead in the industry.

I ask you to tell me a little bit about yourself, as you speak I can't help but notice how attractive you are. It never fails to annoy me how prejudice the fashion world is. Whenever I meet a Black lady, I'm completely fascinated by how natural your beauty is. The gorgeous richness of your skin and the majestic shape of your figures are quite hypnotic to the eyes. Yet I'm surrounded by pale stick figures, who have the same vacant looks, oversized egos and are basically only good for hanging pretty clothes on.

But you are someone different; you're exotic, tantalising, charming and self assured. When you flash that beautiful smile with those wonderful lips, I get overcome by some quite embarrassing feelings. You see, the domme in me wants to see you naked, I want to sink my fingers into your luscious flesh, grab your glorious ass and just squeeze it tight!

You carry on talking about your dreams and hopes with the enthusiasm of any truly bright young Black woman. You even give me a cheeky wink as you make a slightly suggestive reference. "Hmmmm.... Is she flirting with me?" I begin to wonder. "There is an unmistakable chemistry between us," I think, "but maybe it's just because she wants the job?"

I lean forward and start to examine you more closely. Beneath your pretty smile, I can see some quiet pain inside. Underneath the confident exterior, I can see the faint remnants of self doubt and hidden among your lively flirtatious ways is a curious soul looking for something more than just another standard affair...interesting.

I decide to take the plunge: "Anna, your references are excellent; you are smart, charismatic and may I say... very attractive. But alas there are several other more worthy candidates as well, what am I to do?" I clear my throat slightly and lean back to take a more forceful tone.

"Let me make myself perfectly clear. I want you to take off all of your clothes and bow down before me right now! I want you to kneel face down at my feet and stick your ass up into the air to await further instructions!"

Your eyes widen and your jaw drops open.

"Now I can see from the shocked look on your face that this may come as a bit of a surprise, but trust me... this will soon feel perfectly natural. I think that deep down in your soul that you want to do this, deep down you want to crawl, grovel and perform before a white woman like me, you just need the right encouragement."

I pull open a drawer and take out an oversized strap on and a hard paddle with raised ridges on it. I stroke the length of the strap-on dildo and play around with its base. "These are just some of the tools that I will use to help you on your way to the place where I know that you secretly want to be." 

Have no illusions Anna, I only offer you humiliation, if you want to trade simple affections with some other silly sluts then feel free to do so, I care not for what they do for you, nor what you do for them. I want to beat you, whip you, gag you and fuck you until you weep. I want to spit on you, slap you, sit on your face and tie you up like an animal and treat you as such. 

I'm only going to be happy when I reduce you into a pitiful mess on the floor. The sound of you begging and pleading for mercy is music to my ears. The sight of you with a tight leash around your neck and your tongue faithfully cleaning out my little white butt will make me giggle with delight! Your ass, your pussy and your mouth must always be ready to serve me. 

Save your pride for the world outside, it's a cold place and you'll need every ounce of it to survive as a Black woman. But with me, you can let go of the pressures and be as wild and crazy as you want to be. We both have needs that sometimes exist outside of the realms of "normality" and I get no thrill from making public my secret desires.

The mood in the room is now silent; we both haven't said a word and the tension is starting to rise. I pause to take of my shoes and start massaging my feet. I then hold them out in front of you and wiggle my little toes just above the floor...

"Well, my gorgeous sweet Ebony goddess. What are you going to do?" 



Interracial Wife Swap



It's a sign of how well things went that for months afterwards, Jake and I both claimed credit for the idea.

It all started with a casual conversation one Friday after work. As usual, Jake and I went out for drinks together. He and I had hit it off right away when he joined my department six years ago, and we've been tight ever since. We work out together at the company gym four times a week (you could call us fitness nuts), we were in each other's weddings, and we've always had each other's back. Even though he's black and I'm white, we've been friends from the beginning. We've always been very, very open with each other.

And so, it wasn't unusual that we were complaining to each other about our sex lives that Friday. Jake had married Ja'Nell 4 years ago, and at the time they got hitched, she was his version of the ideal physical specimen. Which is to say, she carried a few extra pounds, and had thick thighs and what Jake lovingly called a "ghetto booty." She wasn't fat, but she was too chubby for my tastes. My wife, Susan, was just the opposite when we got married 5 years ago. Susan had been a collegiate cross country runner, and was quite slender, albeit with large and damn fine breasts. Unfortunately for each of us, the women we married had changed over the years. Ja'Nell had gone on a fitness kick, lost about 30 pounds, and now looked slender and tight. Susan, meanwhile, had gained 40 pounds, and was now soft all over, with floppy 36DD tits.

I can't honestly say who confessed to it first, but ultimately Jake and I each confessed to problems at home in bed. Of course, we both still loved our wives, but neither of us was happy with how things were in bed at home, and we were both smart enough to figure out that our wives probably felt the same way. Jake said that Ja'Nell had lost too much weight, and he just didn't find her as desirable as he did when they got married. "Man, I miss having a woman with CURVES," he said.

My problem, of course, was exactly the opposite. I told Jake, "There's too much Susan for me. I can't tell you what I'd give to have a nice, firm woman again."

"Maybe we should just swap wives every once in a while," I joked. Jake laughed for a second, but then paused. Neither of us spoke for a moment. We looked at each other, and the plan began to take shape.

For the next several Fridays, we made our plans, talked about proposed ground rules, and conspiratorially discussed ways to convince our wives that this would be a good idea. Then, one bright Friday in June, we decided we were ready to try to take the next step. We both vowed to raise the issue with our wives that weekend, and parted with a handshake.

I guess Susan hadn't been happy with our sex life, either, because when I broached the subject of an "adventure" with Jake and Ja'Nell, it didn't take her more than a second to agree.

That next Monday morning, I was so excited that I got to work half an hour early. Jake was already there, leaning against his car, with a huge shit-eating grin on his face.

We were on.

That next Friday, Jake and I didn't go to our usual bar for after-work drinks. Instead, we hurried off to a downtown high-rise hotel. Susan and Ja'Nell were waiting for us in the bar.

Even though I didn't find Susan's looks quite to my liking anymore, I had to admit that she was looking very fine that night. Her long brown hair was gathered in a ponytail, and she wore a professional-looking, feminine black business type-outfit over a clingy white blouse that hugged her massive tits. Jake's jaw dropped when he saw her.

Susan looked hot, but my attention was mostly drawn to Ja'Nell. She'd taken a much different approach than Susan had. Ja'Nell wore a tight little one-piece red dress that clung to her slim, feminine hips and accentuated the perky little tits that rode high up on her chest. She looked like an African goddess, and I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She must have noticed, because she smiled at me, and I saw her sharp nipples grow hard to the point where they were readily visible through her tight dress. I could feel my cock start to stir to life.

We had a few drinks in the bar, and talked and laughed for awhile. I felt like a teenager on my first date. The anticipation was torture, and the air was thick with the expectation of sex.

We came to a lull in the conversation, and Jake, grinning, announced that it was time to go up to our room. Our wives both giggled. My wife leaned over and gave Jake a kiss on the cheek. Ja'Nell stood up, took my hand in hers, and we headed on up to the room.

Our room had two king-size beds in it, and we wasted little time putting them to us. Jake and Susan sat down next to each other on one of the beds, and Ja'Nell and I sat down on the other, facing them. Jake put his left arm around Susan's shoulders, and reached over with his right hand and started caressing her thighs through her skirt. The leaned into each other and kissed deeply.

I'd wondered how I'd react to seeing my wife and my best friend going at it, but my fears quickly went away as I watched them. Here was my best friend, who I knew I could trust, and my wife, who I loved. They were giving and receiving pleasure from each other, and I knew that this was no threat to me. They were having much-needed fun, and I found myself to be decidedly in favor of that.

Ja'Nell and I held hands and watched our spouses make out for a while. Suddenly, Ja'Nell stood up, moved in front of me, and slipped her dress off. She stood before me wearing only a black thong. I reached up and took her small, pert breasts in my hands for a few seconds, then pulled her close to me. Her proud, jet-black nipples were swollen and pointing out what seemed like at least half an inch from her firm little mocha-colored tits, and I just had to suck on them. I wrapped my mouth around one of her tits and sucked firmly. She threw her head back and moaned.

After a few minutes of sucking on those perky tits, I was ready to move on. I stood up, and nudged her down onto the bed. I knelt down on the floor and pulled Ja'Nell's slim hips close to me. She lay down on her back, and spread her legs. I buried my face in her crotch, which was still encased in her thong. Her panties were already wet with excitement and passion, even before I started licking her cunt through the sheer fabric that still covered it. I ran my hands over her thighs while I firmly ran my tongue all over her swelling pussy. She writhed and moaned with ecstasy, and shuddered through her first orgasm.

Right after she came, Ja'Nell slipped off her thong and spread her legs again. I had a perfect view of her pretty little brown pussy, its lips glistening with her juices, and topped with a neatly trimmed little V of dark black hair. She leaned back on the bed again, and spoke in a dusky, sexy voice. "Eat out my cunt, white boy," she commanded. I didn't need to be asked twice, and again buried my face in her snatch. I lapped at the folds of her little cunt, flicked the tip of my tongue repeatedly over her swollen clit, and then sucked on it. She was coming again and again, yelling, "oh baby, that's it!"

With all the action between me and Ja'Nell, I hadn't really given Jake and my wife too much thought. I looked over at Jake and Susan, and saw that they were still sitting on their bed, but now they were completely naked. Jake was tonguing and sucking on Susan's huge saggy tits, and his long tongue traced lazy circles around her erect nipples and enormous areola. I could see one of his long black fingers alternately appearing and disappearing in my wife's sopping pink cunt. Susan was looking down, watching Jake licking and sucking on her pale breasts, and I saw that her pudgy white hand was wrapped around Jake's black cock.

Jake's nude body was a thing to behold. His skin was inky black, and his body rippled all over with muscles. But his cock belied the stereotype of black men as being well-hung. His dick was slender and no more than five inches long, but it was obviously rock hard, and the visual effect of seeing my somewhat pudgy white wife enjoying this black Adonis, my best friend, was incredibly erotic.

My wife leaned down to where Jake was sucking her tits, and whispered something in his ear. All at once, they both got up and moved into a sixty-nine position, with Susan on the bottom. Jake slowly slipped his black dick into my wife's mouth as his long tongue lapped at her pussy.

By now, Ja'Nell must have come a dozen times. She grinned wickedly and announced "your turn, baby." I stood up and finally undressed down to my boxers. Ja'Nell knelt down in front of me, and staring at the huge bulge in my underwear, said "let's see what you got, white boy." She slid her hands inside my waistband, and slowly eased my boxers down.

Now, you need to know that just like Jake doesn't match the stereotype of black guys, I don't match the stereotype of white guys. I've got a thick, ten-inch cock, and Ja'Nell's eyes got wide the second she saw it spring free. "Susan told me it was huge, but my God..." she stammered. "I've always wanted to be fucked by a huge cock like this."

Frankly, my being so well-endowed had been something of a curse in my marriage. Susan was never quite comfortable accommodating my dick when we had sex, and she gagged the first time she blew me. As a result, her oral efforts were usually pretty desultory and unsatisfying to me. She would try her best, but I could always tell that she was blowing me out of a sense of obligation more than any real pleasure. Jake's smaller dick was tailor-made for her, and as I glanced over at where he and my wife were sixty-nining, I could see that he was now furiously fucking her mouth as if it were a second cunt, and she seemed to be having no trouble handling him. In fact, it was obvious she was thoroughly enjoying him thrusting his ebony dick in and out of her mouth while he was fucking her pussy with his tongue. Her thick thighs were quivering with repeated orgasms, and she kept bobbing her head up and down to match his thrusts into her face. His big black balls bounced off her face, and I could hear her muffled groans of delight.

Fortunately for me, Ja'Nell quickly demonstrated she had no trouble handling my massive tool. Still kneeling in front of me, she grabbed me around my shaft with one hand and lifted my engorged cock so she could get to the underside. She stuck out her pointy little tongue and gently and ever so slowly used just the tip of it to lick my thick shaft from the base of my balls all the way to the tip of my twitching dick. Ja'Nell's big brown eyes looked directly into mine as she finally wrapped her soft, full lips around the swollen head of my cock. With almost excruciating slowness, she slid more and more of me into her mouth. In just a few seconds, she'd already taken more of me into her than my wife ever did. I could feel my dick swelling as she swallowed more and more of my massive erection. I could feel the head of my cock sliding all the way down her throat. I loved watching the contrast of my white cock and her caramel-colored face as she took all of me into her hot, wet mouth.

Then, almost at the same time, we all evidently decided we'd had enough of the preliminaries. Jake patted my wife on the thigh, and they broke off their sixty-nine. His powerful black hands positioned Susan on her hands and knees on the bed, and he moved behind her and slid his rock-hard cock into her, doggy-style. He kneaded her flabby asscheeks slowly as his slender little black dick jumped in and out of her juicy shaved cunt. Jake's taut, muscular black body glistened with sweat, and his face was contorted in a look of pure abandon. Susan's ass, thighs and belly jiggled as Jake thrust in and out of her, and her huge pendulous tits swung violently. She was screaming, "oh yeah, Jake, give me that hard black cock!" My wife and my best friend were putting on quite a show.

I pulled Ja'Nell off my dick, and tugged her to her feet. I led her by the hand over to a chair, and I sat down. Ja'Nell instantly knew what I had in mind, and she immediately straddled me. I wasn't sure whether my huge cock would fit into Ja'Nell, but she was clearly lubricated enough and up for the task, because she didn't hesitate for a second. She reached down with her left hand and guided the massive head of my cock to her slick little pussy lips. I slid inside her, and she settled down into my lap.

Ja'Nell's tight little cunt wrapped around me like a glove, and I could feel the head of my cock lodged firmly against her cervix. I cupped her firm little asscheeks in my hands, and she began rocking back and forth and bucking her hips. "Oh, that feels so fucking good to have your big white cock in my little black pussy," she moaned. She was unbelievably tight around my dick. Ja'Nell and I kissed deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouth. I could feel her rock-hard nipples brushing against my chest as we fucked. I loved how firm and tight her ass felt, and the feel of her taut black belly against mine as her cunt contracted around my cock.

I'd been trying to hold off on cumming for as long as possible, but after about ten minutes, Ja'Nell's tight wet cunt was about to push me over the edge. I broke off our kiss, and whispered into her ear, "Ja'Nell, I'm going to cum." She got a wicked grin on her face, and then to my surprise, she hopped off my lap. My cock, slick and shiny with her pussy juices, flopped free. I didn't know what to expect next, but I couldn't hold back any longer. Ja'Nell fell to her knees in front of me, just a split second before a huge jet of cum shot out of my dick. My wad splattered on her face in a long line from her forehead to her chin. Before my second spurt, Ja'Nell had grabbed me with both hands around my shaft, and guided the head of my pulsing cock into her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could on the head while jacking me off with her hands, and I shot spurt after spurt of scorching cum into her. She loudly sucked, gulped, and swallowed again and again as I pumped what seemed like a gallon of sperm down her throat. 

Ja'Nell sucked on my cock until I finished cumming, then looked up at me with her pretty dark eyes, and smiled. Her smooth, coffee skin was a mess, with my cum dripping off her face and dribbling down her chin.

Ja'Nell and I then turned our attention to Jake and Susan, who were still going at it on their bed. Every once in a while, Susan would raise her torso up and lean back into Jake, so her back would be against his muscular chest. Jake would cup her massive tits in his hands and whisper things into her ear. I could hear him saying "you like black dick, you white bitch?" Her moans of ecstasy provided the answer as he continued to thrust into her from behind.

Suddenly, Jake forcefully pushed Susan back down onto all fours. He grabbed two big handfuls of Susan's ample ass, arched his back, and shouted. I could tell he was cumming deep into my wife's willing cunt. His six-pack abs slapped against Susan's fleshy ass as he pumped his seed into her.

After a few moments, Susan exhaustedly rested her chest down on the bed, leaving her broad white ass stuck in the air. Jake massaged her ass and stared lovingly at it, until his softening cock slid out from her pussy. A huge string of his cum ran from the slit of his cock back into my wife's pussy, and I could see Jake's cum oozing out of her sopping hole.

We were off to a great start.

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Interracial Wife Swap Ch. 02



The warm hotel room smelled of our sex and sweat. For awhile, the four of us wordlessly basked in a humid, post-orgasmic glow.

Ja'Nell got up off her knees in front of me, and sat down on the bed next to me to my right. She put her left arm around my shoulders, and gently fondled my softening prick with her right hand. She moved her mouth to my ear, and huskily whispered to me.

"Don, I love your big white cock. It felt so good moving inside me! I want to feel it in me again, baby. Please cum inside me next time." I tingled all over as her face, still smeared with my thick load, brushed my earlobe and then my neck.

Jake and Susan were sitting side by side on their bed. Jake gently ran one hand up and down Susan's back, while he languidly massaged her clit with the other. Susan slowly ran her hands up and down her own thighs, and I could see Jake's cum slowly oozing out of my wife's pink, swollen pussy.

Despite all of our eagerness to try this interracial wife swap, I'd been dreading these moments. Throughout my life, I've had a number of times when what seemed like a good idea in bed beforehand gave way to feelings of shame or regret after I'd cum. To my great relief, I found I felt none of that this time. Instead, I was almost giddy with happiness, and felt all of my sexual frustration had now melted away.

First, my wife, whom I loved, had gotten to experience sexual pleasure the likes of which she hadn't known in years from me. Watching her in ecstasy with my best friend rekindled my appreciation for Susan as a sexual being. I had loved her all along, but over the years, our lovemaking had become routine, and I suppose we'd taken each other for granted. Now, seeing each other giving and receiving pleasure from others, we'd been reminded of the deep wells of passion in each other that we'd forgotten. I knew I'd never view Susan as boring ever again – there was still a lustful tigress in her, always ready to emerge with the right ministrations.

And, frankly, my appreciation for Jake had grown as well. I learned his skills in the bedroom equaled his skills in the boardroom, and I had to admire his handsome physique and sexual prowess. I felt honored by the attention he'd lavished on my wife, and thankful for the intense pleasure he'd given her.

As for Ja'Nell, I'd always liked her kindness and generous spirit, as well as her obvious sexiness. To have such a gorgeous and sweet woman worshipping my cock made me feel ten feet tall.

Of course, the excitement of Susan and I being with new lovers was only magnified by the visible contrast between us and our partners. Seeing Jake and Ja'Nell's black skin pressed up against our white skin heightened our awareness of the newness and otherness of our lovers, while adding an element of forbidden lust beyond that which we already felt from swapping spouses in the first place. I marveled at the fact that we'd managed to experience such an erotically-charged experience with a couple we loved, respected and trusted so much.

"Get it up again, Don, and fuck me with that big white cock. Fill me up with it."

Ja'Nell's whispered demand snapped me out of my reverie, and I knew philosophy was about to give way again to more animal passion. I sensed it would be awhile before I was good to go, and told Ja'Nell as much.

"Wait here, baby," she said with a sweet but lustful smile. "I'll show you something to get you going."

Ja'Nell stood up and moved over to the bed on which Jake was still caressing Susan. She sat down on the opposite side of Susan from Jake, and lowered her head to Susan's huge, low-hanging left breast. Ja'Nell began tonguing the engorged nipple. Susan gave a brief gasp, wrapped her left arm around Ja'Nell's shoulders, and firmly pulled Ja'Nell right up against her to let her know she wanted it a little bit rougher. Ja'Nell obliged by latching on to Susan's nipple and taking it and a lot of Susan's tit into her mouth. Jake lost no time in joining in, and promptly lowered his head and did the same thing with my wife's other tit. Jake and Ja'Nell suckled on Susan's massive breasts as Jake continued swirling his fingertips around Susan's trembling clit. Ja'Nell's black olive-like nipples sprung to erect life, and her left hand made its way to my wife's pussy. Ja'Nell's middle and index fingers soon disappeared into the folds of my wife's soggy cunt. I could see Ja'Nell's fingers become slick and shiny with my wife's juices and Jake's semen as she manually pleasured Susan.

Susan's body shuddered as our black friends brought her to orgasm after orgasm.

Between groans of sexual release, my wife hissed, "That's it! Suck on my tits! Harder!" Susan looked like a queen, delighting in the pleasure she deserved.

In no time, the sight of those two beautiful black faces tonguing and sucking my wife's massive, creamy white breasts revived my cock completely. Ja'Nell noticed my obvious arousal, and pulled herself away from my wife's chest. Susan's left tit was now shiny with a mixture of Ja'Nell's saliva and my cum, transferred there from Ja'Nell's face.

Ja'Nell reached over, caressed Jake's cheek as he sucked on Susan, and then brought his head up to hers. Jake and Ja'Nell kissed passionately, and I could see their tongues meeting and sliding over each other. I loved the thought that Jake was tasting some of my seed on his wife's lips as I watched.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ja'Nell broke off the kiss, looked deeply into Jake's eyes, and smiled sweetly at him.

"I love you, baby," she said, "but I've got some more work to do. Promise me you love me, you'll watch me and Don, and you'll give Susan what she needs?"

Jake returned Ja'Nell's smile, and replied, "You know it, baby."

Jake turned to Susan. "Are you ready for some more?" he asked.

My usually demure wife smirked and replied, " Make me your bitch, Jake."

Ja'Nell crossed over to my bed, and I stood up to meet her. We met in a passionate embrace. I cupped her firm mocha ass in my hands and her pulled her close. She threw her slender arms around my waist, grabbed my ass, and our lips met in a hot, wet kiss. My long, hard cock was pressed between our firm bellies, and we began grinding our hips together.

Over Ja'Nell's shoulder, I saw Susan lie back on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Jake knelt on the floor in front of her, and I saw him lower his head to my wife's sex. Using both her hands, Susan pushed Jake's head firmly onto her. I couldn't see exactly what he was doing, but I knew Jake was now eating his own cum out of my wife. Susan's quivering pink thighs alternately opened and closed around Jake as he worshipped her moist pussy. Susan seemed to be climaxing constantly, as she screamed "Lick it all up! Oh God, YES!"

I closed my eyes, and for the next few minutes lost myself in the reverie brought on by feeling my engorged prick sandwiched between me and Ja'Nell, as I felt her warm ebony lips and soft pink tongue on my mouth. Then, I knew I had to have this woman again.

I guided Ja'Nell down onto our bed, and she lay down on her back and spread her legs invitingly. She propped herself up on her elbows, looked deeply into my eyes, patted her firm, flat stomach, and whispered "Now give it to me, white boy. I want all of that huge fucking white cock inside me."

I climbed onto the bed in front of her. To my great surprise, she abruptly put her lithe, mocha legs over my shoulders. Ja'Nell reached down and firmly seized my erection in both hands, and guided the head of my cock to her dusky, brown pussy. She slid the head of my cock up and down over her cunt lips and clit until the tip of my prick was slick with my precum and her juices. She writhed with passion, grunted, and began sliding me into her.

Because of the size of my cock, and because her legs were all the way over my shoulders, I wanted to be gentle to make sure I wouldn't hurt Ja'Nell. She could sense my caution, and looked up at me with her glowing almond eyes. She smiled and said "Don, you're sweet, but I know what I want. Give it to me, hard!"

Slowly but firmly, I plunged my cock deeply into the depths of Ja'Nell, all the way to the hilt.

"Oh God, Don, that's it! I love your huge white cock. Fuck me with it!"

I thrust my cock harder and harder into Ja'Nell, and felt her tawny body shudder underneath me as waves and waves of her orgasms washed over us. I couldn't believe that Ja'Nell could take all ten inches of me, and she felt almost impossibly tight around my shaft, but there was no question but that this feeling was exactly what she'd craved. I couldn't believe how hot, tight, soft and wet her ebony cunt felt around my cock, how firm her flat belly felt against mine, how hard her dark black nipples felt as they brushed my own nipples, and how soft her pretty lips felt as we kissed. It was magnificent.

In no time, I felt another load of cum welling up inside me. With an exultant cry, I pushed myself even deeper into Ja'Nell and held myself there. Ja'Nell closed her eyes and inhaled deeply as she felt my massive, twitching cock spurting cum deep inside her.

Ja'Nell and I stayed like that for awhile after I came, as we both panted with exertion.

"Oh baby, that was incredible!" Ja'Nell whispered.

"Ja'Nell, you are an amazing, beautiful, sexy woman. You make me feel great, and you deserve to feel that way, too," I replied.

Ja'Nell and I both looked across the room, and saw Susan riding on top of Jake as he lay on his back. Susan's white hands were braced against the bulging muscles of Jake's broad, black chest, and her massive pale tits bounced up and down as she thrust her hips up and down on Jake's erection. I could see Jake's hard black cock sliding in and out of the pink folds of my wife's pussy. The muscles in Jake's arms were taut with exertion as his hands, wrapped around Susan's pale waist and pushed her up and down on his cock. 

Soon, I saw Jake's body shudder as he triumphantly shot his cum into my wife's pussy. Susan shouted, "Oh God, Jake, it's so hot! I want all of it!"

We all stayed still for awhile, enjoying the afterglow. Soon, we all stood up and met in the middle of the room. The four of us huddled up, wrapped our arms around each other, and giggled like schoolkids.

Without exchanging a word, each of us knew we were onto something good. Even as we laughed and hugged, and our sated bodies cooled in the dim light of the hotel room, each one of the four of us was already looking forward to our next rendezvous.

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Interracial Wife Swap Ch. 3



We each returned to our spouses, cuddled, and drifted off to sleep. As we checked out of the hotel the next morning, we went ahead and made reservations for the very next weekend.

The hours seemed to crawl by during the next week. Two or three nights that week, Susan and I made love. Each time I kissed Susan, I experienced an erotic charge remembering how sexy it looked seeing that same mouth fucked by Jake's black cock. And every time I closed my eyes, I could vividly remember the sight of my semen dripping off Ja'Nell's gorgeous ebony face, and the way Ja'Nell's dark eyes gazed in wonder at my huge white prick after I shot my load all over her. Each time Susan and I had sex during that week of waiting, she and I talked about how it had felt to be with our new black lovers. Susan commented appreciatively on Jake's oral skills, and also about how impossibly hard his black cock had felt as he made love to her. I told Susan about how deeply I'd managed to sink my huge cock into Ja'Nell's tight little ebony mouth and pussy. The memories and talking about the past weekend tremendously enhanced our lovemaking. 

After a week of aching anticipation, the time for our next adventure with Jake and Ja'Nell finally rolled around. Susan and I knew it would be another special night, and we prepared accordingly. It was fun watching Susan primp for her black lover as if she were an eager teenager going on her first date. It seemed like it took forever for her to pick something to wear, but she finally settled on a black bra that barely contained her ample chest, sheer black panties, and a black dress that accentuated and clung to her feminine curves. She dabbed a bit of perfume on, smiled at herself in the mirror.

"Don, don't be surprised by anything I do tonight. I'm going to give myself up completely to Jake," she announced matter-of-factly.

I kissed her deeply, smiled, then replied, "I expect nothing less!" 

With our hearts pounding in our chests and the stirrings of lust in our loins, we headed downtown to the hotel to meet Jake and Ja'Nell.

I assume Jake was smartly and fashionably dressed, as usual, but I really didn't notice him much. My gaze was captured by Ja'Nell, who wore jeans and a skin-tight black halter top that hugged her small but perfectly formed, firm little breasts. I knew that in minutes, I'd be tonguing and sucking them, and it was all I could do to wait patiently as we checked in.

As soon as the door to our room clicked shut, Jake and Susan locked in a hot embrace and their mouths met in a scorching French kiss. Jake's big, strong black hands roamed freely all over my wife, teasing and caressing her. Susan fumbled with Jake's clothes, hurriedly trying to get at him.

Meanwhile, Ja'Nell and I were exchanging soft, sexy wet kisses while she eagerly massaged the rapidly expanding bulge in my pants. My hands were cupped around Ja'Nell's firm little tits, while my thumbs circled her big, rock hard nipples through her blouse.

Soon, my wife had Jake completely naked, and I again noted how taut and muscular his body was. Jake's slender, handsome black cock stood at attention, with a drop of precum already visibly glistening on its plum-colored tip. Susan pushed Jake down onto the bed, and stood back. After a split second of admiring Jake, she began slowly and sensuously stripping off her clothes. Jake gasped as Susan freed her massive white tits. As soon as Susan finished undressing, she stepped up directly in front of Jake, and Jake buried his black face in Susan's chest, eagerly sucking on her huge creamy breasts. Susan moaned appreciatively.

Before long, Susan gently pushed Jake off her breasts, and knelt down before him. Susan's eyes were completely focused on Jake's cock. She reached up, almost tentatively, and wrapped her left hand around his shaft. The white skin of her fingers provided a highly erotic visual contrast to the taut black skin of Jake's erection. As Susan slowly but firmly jacked him off, I noticed the glint of our wedding ring on her hand. Watching my white wife pleasing that strong black man was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.

Susan soon looked up into Jake's eyes, as if seeking his permission. Jake nodded down at her, and Susan leaned forward and took his stiff black cock into her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head back and forth at first, then pulled back and began worshipping his cock with her tongue. She licked and sucked at his cock and balls, tracing every vein with the tip of her pink tongue. All the while, Susan looked Jake straight in the eyes, as if she were a servant intent only on pleasing her black master. Jake reached down between his legs, and I watched as he ran his big black fingers through Susan's hair for a second, then firmly thrust his hard ebony dick into my wife's eager mouth.

Susan needed no further prodding, and she began giving Jake the sloppiest, sluttiest blowjob I could have imagined. Over and over, she'd pull her head back to where just the knob of Jake's dick was in her mouth, then she'd thrust her head downward until her chin met his scrotum. My wife's cheeks alternately hollowed and bloated as she worked him over, and Jake's shaft glistened with her saliva.

In all the excitement, I'd almost forgotten about Ja'Nell. She and I feverishly undressed, and then I sat down on the bed across from Jake and Susan and pulled Ja'Nell over to me. I cupped one of her firm little mocha tits in one hand, and took her other breast into my mouth. I could feel her long black nipple harden in my mouth as I firmly and forcefully sucked on it. I massaged Ja'Nell's tight black ass with my free hand, and she moaned with delight.

Maybe Ja'Nell felt like Susan was getting the best of her, because Ja'Nell soon broke away from me and dropped to her knees with her face just inches from my massive erection. Ja'Nell wrapped both of her hands around my shaft, and guided my dick to her mouth.

"Oh baby, I want this thick white cock in my black pussy," she growled. As Ja'Nell stared immodestly at my massive hard-on, she gently brushed it with her soft, full black lips, and flicked her tongue over the head of my cock. Then, she lustily took me into her warm, willing mouth.

I looked over at Jake and Susan, and saw that now she was on the edge of the bed on all fours, and Jake was kneeling on the floor behind her. He reached up, and each of has hands took a handful of one of Susan's ample pale asscheeks. He gripped them like he was palming a basketball, then gently spread them apart. Suddenly, Jake thrust his head forward, and I knew he was tonguing Susan's asshole. I couldn't see exactly what Jake was doing with his tongue because his head blocked my view, but I could tell exactly how much Susan was loving it. I could see her broad white buttocks quivering with ecstasy on either side of Jake's black head.

While Jake and my wife were having their fun, I decided it was time for Ja'Nell and I to get what we wanted. I stood up and pulled Ja'Nell to her feet. We met in a hot, deep kiss, and our tongues explored each other. I could taste my precum on her lips and in her mouth.

I reached around her and again grabbed her taut black ass, and lifted her up off the ground. Ja'Nell was so slender, lithe, and light, that she seemed to weigh no more than a feather, and it was easy for me to hold her up in the air against my chest. Ja'Nell threw her arms around my shoulders, wrapped her legs around my waist, and pulled herself up a little bit as if she were going to climb me. As if by magic, the head of my cock found the lips of her black pussy. Ja'Nell's sex seemed impossibly slick and wet, and she lowered herself on my chest a fraction of an inch. I felt my dick slide all the way up into her cunt as our tongues dueled. I was again amazed that she was able to accommodate all of me.

Ja'Nell broke off our kiss. "I love your big white dick. Fuck me with it! I'm your fucking bitch. Fuck me with that huge cock!" she hissed.

Ja'Nell and I soon had a rhythm going, as she bounced up and down against my chest, without any part of her touching the floor. My hands underneath her ass gave her all the support she needed. Her arms and legs hugged me tightly, and her hot wet pussy was wrapped every bit as tightly around my massive erection.

Back on the other side of the room, I observed that Jake was now on the bed behind Susan. Susan's chest rested on the bed, flattening her huge white tits. Jake's powerful muscles bulged all over and glistened with sweat. To my shock, I saw that Jake had a tube of lubricant out, and was smearing its contents around Susan's asshole.

Because my dick is so big, Susan and I have never tried anal sex. Every once in awhile, I've stuck a finger in her ass as we made love, but anything more seemed to be out of the question. Yet there I was, watching my wife with her white ass raised high in the air, waiting for it be violated by my black best friend.

Every muscle in Jake's body seemed to tense up as he firmly grasped my wife's ass. Susan reached back underneath her belly, her ivory hands found Jake's lubed, iron-hard black shaft, and she put the head of his dick against her anus. Jake spread her ass further apart, and gently slid the head into her. Inch by inch, Jake's ebony cock disappeared into my wife's soft white ass.

"That's it Jake – give it all to me. Fuck my white ass," Susan exclaimed.

Jake's hands let go of Susan's buttocks, and he leaned over her and slid his knees back on the bed. Susan's knees splayed further apart, and then they were there on the bed in front of me – Susan lying completely flat on her stomach, and Jack lying with his muscular black body resting on Susan's back. Jake began fucking my wife's ass almost violently, and Susan, for her part, was gasping and pressing her ass up against Jake as he plowed into her rectum with his hard black dick. My wife seemed to be having one constant orgasm as Jake thrust into her again and again.

The sight of my otherwise sweet wife enjoying being fucked like an animal up the ass by a powerful, black man was all it took to push me over the edge. I let Ja'Nell slide further down onto my thick, pulsating dick. The head of my cock lodged firmly against her cervix, and my orgasm seemed to explode inside of her. Ja'Nell's tight black body quivered with ecstasy as I pumped jet after jet of hot cum inside her. Ja'Nell and I held each other tight, her rock hard black nipples crushed into my chest, until I felt my cock slip out of her sated pussy. I let Ja'Nell down, and took her hands in mine as we watched our spouses go at it across the room.

On the other bed, Jake was picking up the pace as he continued to ride my wife's ass, bareback. In a matter of moments, I saw him thrust into her as deeply as he could, and watched his ass and thighs quiver as he shot his load deep into my wife's rectum. It was an incredible sight.

For awhile, Jake just lay on top of Susan, and the only sounds in the room were the four of us panting from all our exertion.

Then Jake slid his shrinking black dick out of my wife's ass. He moved Susan around to where her ass was facing me and Ja'Nell, lifted up Susan's hips so she was once again on her knees, and spread Susan's cheeks apart again. I could see Jake's cum leaking copiously from my wife's anus.

Jake looked at me and in a firm voice, said "It wouldn't do for this white girl to be going around with a black man's cum dripping out of ass. Clean it up, white boy."

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