14 comments/ 365467 views/ 76 favorites Jean Goes Bareback By: MrDeep Jean stood back from the mirror to look at her new outfit. It was just what she wanted to turn on her husband, Ray. It was a hot pink wrap around micro-mini that clung to her 34-inch hips, leaving a bare 20-inch waist and midriff that exposed soft pearl white skin from just below her 34B tits to just above her red bush. Jean liked to wear low riding skirts to show off her white, flat abdomen. She smoothed her skirt down with her hands and then slowly moved her hands up to her filmy top. Carefully, slowly she moved her hands to her breasts. She stopped just under the rounded mounds. Jean looked at her 34B's. She was very pleased with them. Her mind wandered to her latest fantasy. Her fantasy male was dark and three years older than her. He was virile, handsome, and fit. His face though in her mind's eye was undefined was rugged with a square chin with a slight beard. Her perfect man was .... Her mind snapped back to the present. Jean wanted something more than a fantasy. Her husband for the past two years was always out of town on business. At first their love life was fantastic -- up to a point. While in college Jean had gone out with different men. One was a black guy. They fucked. She will never forget black sex. However, she never hooked with another black man. She met and married Ray and tried to make a happy marriage. She quickly put on bright pink lipstick and straightened the last strands of her long, red hair that flowed to the middle of her pearly white back. She was going to a club for some dancing. If Ray, her hubby, could not please her, maybe she could meet someone who could. As she walked out of her third-floor condo and down to her Corvette, she had a strange feeling deep inside. Jean loved intimacy, but something about Ray was just not satisfying. A line was already formed outside Club Iridium. Jean pulled up to the parking attendant and got out, letting her skirt slide up a high as possible to show the tops of her thighs for the males in the crowd outside. She heard the gasp and whistles that told her what she wanted to know. Instead of walking to the back of the line, Jean turned and walked up to the front. As the crowd watched, the doorman took one look at the slender, leggy redhead, unhooked the rope, and waved her in. She was definitely the "type" they wanted in Club Iridium. The whole scene was perfect for Jean who loved to create a visage for the voyeurs in the crowd. The music was loud and the beat was steady. She went straight to the bar and ordered a drink. "Let me pay for that." The voice came from behind her. She turned and found herself looking up at a tall man who stood about six-foot, three-inches. He was a very muscular. He had a very nice face and deep voice. "Thank you," Jean said. She was used to men buying her drinks. In fact, she could not remember the last time she paid for a drink at any club. She picked up the drink, leaned back against the bar, raised her foot to rest it on the foot rail, and put the glass to her full inviting lips. Looking over the rim to get her first long look at him, she smiled to herself. "Do you come here often?" he asked. "Yes. I come here often. How about you?" she asked. His eyes bore directly into her face and green eyes then slowly down to her breast and past her skirt to her legs. He had a satisfying grin on his face. Jean looked down to see that her skirt was pulled up and open exposing part of her lacy thong that just covered her puffy cunt lips. "My name is Jean. What's yours?" she asked, not bothering to re-arrange her skirt. "Mark! I'm very sorry for not introducing myself," he apologized. His dark eyes were looking directly into hers. They seemed to penetrate her. She could feel the juices beginning to flow in her cunt, causing a tingle that she did not feel very often. At least, she had not felt this way often with Ray. Suddenly, the music changed. Mark glanced at the DJ's booth and back to Jean. "Do you want to dance to that?" he asked. "Sure," Jean said putting her empty glass on the bar. Mark took her hand and led her to a dark corner of the dance floor. He turned to her and began moving to the beat. At first he danced with distance between them. Slowly the distance narrowed until their bodies touched. Jean could feel his hard body moving next to her body. She put her arms around his shoulders. Jean could feel Mark keeping time with the music and move his hands slowly down her body to her narrowest part of her waist and over her hips. He began to use his hands to guide her hips in exaggerated moves. She had never danced that way before. She caught on to the beat and began to go along with Mark's movements. First, he had her moving from side to side and them forward and backward, in and out of their dance circle. All the while their eyes never broke contact. Once he got her movements going, Mark's hands began to explore other parts of her body. He slipped his hands under the fold of her wrap around skirt and touched the bare skin on her ass and then grazed over the crack separating each hemisphere of her firm butt. Once his hands touched her, she felt a tingling coming up from deep within her slightly alcohol dulled mind. For just a moment, Jean felt an orgasm start to take over her body. She took a deep breath and then realized that Mark could tell she was deeply moved by his hands. She was thoroughly enjoying this dance. Eyes transfixed, their faces drew closer and closer until they were only slightly separated. She could feel his breath on her. She realized that her lips were parted slightly, and she was breathing through her mouth. The music stopped. The two stood still for a moment. Mark broke the gaze, Looking down he put a cigarette to his lips. He lit it, took a long draw, and turned his head to exhale. "Did you like that?" he asked. He took another draw from his cigarette. "Yes. Thanks for showing me those moves," Jean said. Mark moved his face closer to Jean took her hand and slowly exhaled. The smoke leaving his parted lips was only inches from Jean's lips. For some reason she instinctively took a deep breath, drawing Marks smoke and breathe into her lungs. She realized that she was holding her breath, allowing the smoke to take full effect. A light trail of smoke left through her lips as she exhaled. The effect was deeply moving. She hadn't smoked since college. The light smoke from Mark's breath mixed with air had a deep effect on the petite white woman. She felt dizzy. Was it the drink? Was it the smoke? Mark? She became acutely aware that her cunt was very wet and the muscles in her bare abdomen were very tight. She was trembling. Her legs felt weak. A small orgasm suddenly swept over her. This was the first time in her life that Jean had had an orgasm while talking to a man. "What was the strange power he has over me?" she wondered. Mark knew immediately that Jean had had an orgasm. He smiled but never moved his face away from her. He held her right hand with both of his. Slowly he moved his hand over her hand and maneuvered her fingers around his left thumb, holding it like a cock. Then slowly he began rhythmically moving his thumb in and out of her semi-clinched fist. Jean recognized the inference immediately. This was public sex, and she was enjoying it! Mark took Jean's hand and led her to a booth in a dark corner. The moment he sat down he looked deeply into her eyes. His hands were moving all over her. First he started on her thigh and began to slowly move to her cunt. Jean obliged and parted her knees to give Mark access. She felt him push her thong to the side and enter her hot, wet cunt with a finger. Jean leaned into Mark and their lips met. Instantly, his hot lips engulfed her mouth and they began passionately kissing. She placed her thigh over his to give him more access to her dripping pussy lips as his tongue snaked inside her mouth. Soon the one finger was replaced by two fingers and then three. She felt his right hand move up her back and began gently rubbing. Suddenly, her cunt contracted. Jean's body began to tremble. Her third orgasm of the night swept over her. "Let's go somewhere," Mark whispered. "Where?" Jean asked breathlessly. "I know a place," he responded. Their bodies had to be untangled to get out of the booth. As Jean slid out and stood up, she noticed that several black men in Club Iridium were looking at her. To think that these black men found her hot and sexy made her even more excited and started another gush of wetness in her cunt. Mark took her and hand and led her out of the club and out to the parking lot. Jean was surprised when Marked walked up to a long, black limousine and opened the door. "Get in!" Mark said. Inside was dimly lit, but very comfortable. As the limo started moving Mark reached for Jean and pulled her to him. Their lips met. She was burning like fire. She could feel her breath coming short and fast. Marks's mouth engulfed her large, soft, wet lips. His mouth was open and she felt his tongue snake past her lips. Her lips closed on his tongue and her tongue met his in side of her mouth. She began to gently suck on his lips. "I've got to have more of that where it counts," Mark said as he placed a left hand behind her head and pushed her head down. He quickly unzipped his now tenting pants and released his cock. Mark's cock was the largest Jean had ever seen. "Was it 10 inches? It had to be!" she thought. Quickly her lips slipped around the black meat and the sweet taste of pre-cum jolted her senses. The bulbous, uncut cock head barely fit in Jean's mouth. She could smell the masculine scent of musky sex. She could feel Mark's hands on each side of her head forcing her deeper on his manhood. He then lifted her head and pushed her back down to start a love rhythm. On each downward thrust, Mark's cock went a little deeper. Deeper then Jean had ever felt a cock go before. As the black monster slipped over her tongue and down her throat Jean wondered if she could take it all. She knew she wanted it. Her mind, her body, her lips, her tongue were liquid fire now. Her soul was on fire for more black cock. Suddenly, Mark's hands pulled her head off of his cock. He pushed her back onto the seat and spread her legs. She raised her hips to allow him to remove her thong. Her inner fire grew even hotter. Mark's head went between her legs and his mouth locked onto her burning cunt. His tongue traced her outline of her expanding clitoris and then he nibbled her labia. She felt his tongue snake inside her cunt and start the motion, the rhythm of pleasure. She started to tremble as his attention again centered on her still growing clitoris. The trembling begins to grow more intense as the feeling began to well up inside of Jean. She was out of control. She was like a circuit overloaded. She was growing hotter. Somewhere in the background she could hear someone screaming. She suddenly realized it was her screams. She was screaming to the top of her lungs. Oh! It felt so good! Jean opened her eyes to see Mark's chin resting on her pubis. He was smiling. "Just relax and glow," he whispered. Jean closed her eyes and drank in the feeling. Her head was swirling, spinning. She wanted this to last forever. She came back to her senses and realized that the limo had stopped. "OK! Get up!" Mark's voice was getting more commanding. She did not mind. She liked the feeling of being a submissive. She smoothed her clothing down and stepped out of the limo, forgetting her thong. They started kissing as they walked to the elevator and up to Mark's ninth-floor bi-level condo in a part of the city Jean did not recognize. Once inside, Mark began undressing her. When he slipped off her bra he began sucking her half-inch nipples, sending more waves of pleasure surging though Jean's body. They continued to kiss as he led her upstairs to a loft bedroom where he pushed her down on the king-sized bed. He quickly doffed his clothes, pushed her legs apart and back. He settled in atop the beautiful white girl. She looked in a mirror and saw her long, white legs wrapped around the black man. The contrasts of color made the act more forbidden and more exciting. Jean could feel the cock head touch her cunt. Suddenly she remembered that she had never fucked bareback. "Do you have a condom?" she pleaded. "I only fuck bareback," Mark answered as his 10-inch love pole slipped past Jean's pussy lips. Jean knew that was not what she was used to. Fucking bareback was not in her mantra, but the moment had control of her. She tensed her hips and thrust them upward as her arms went around Mark's ass, pulling it toward her. After all, she thought, she was on the pill. "That's it, bitch" Mark said as he lips met her lips, and he began the in and out moves. Hot, tingling, sensations coursed through Jean's body as she felt the hot, black, love pole probe further into her than ever before. She felt full... No! Fulfilled! No! Fucked to fulfillment! Her hips were thrusting upward in the same rhythm as Mark's cock was plunging inside. He was balls deep inside her. Jean could feel the black man's nut sack slapping her ass on each thrust. Her white skin contrasted with Mark's dark black complexion. It was black on white. Her long white arms wrapped round Mark's black body. Her long, bright pink fingernails were buried deep in Mark's ass cheeks, urging him onward and deeper with each thrust. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" Jean moaned each time the cock banged against her cervix. She felt pleasantly stretched. No white man's four inch dick could ever satisfy her now. She was blacked fucked. She loved it. Jean felt she was falling in love with Mark and his black cock. She wanted it forever! Her cunt would be for black cocks from now on. She was turning into a true black cock slut. The thrusts were coming faster now. Mark's body was beginning to tense up and the thrusting slowed down. Then she felt a final heave. A spurt of hot fire hit the back of her silky cunt. It's Mark's black baby seed squirting inside her, she thought. She knew it was too late, but she did not care anymore. The hot liquid fire had triggered her orgasm. She tensed up and thrust her hips up to meet Mark's final throes of passion. Jean let out a loud scream of pleasure! Mark pulled his cock out of Jean, moved forward and wiped his cum coated pole on a handful of her red hair. He got up and lit up a cigarette. Mark took one long drag and exhaled. Looking down on the bed at the young white woman who was soon to be a ho, he smiled. "You are one hot ho," Mark said. He took another long draw on his cigarette and exhaled again. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and placed it at Jean's lips. "Take a draw, bitch!" Mark said. He watched the white girl take the cigarette and draw in the smoke. "Now, pull in some air, ho! Hold it in.... Exhale slowly, bitch!" Mark commanded. The degrading commands, the smoke, the glow from her orgasm, and Mark's voice made her feel submissive and enhanced the pleasure she was feeling. She was black fucked. He loved it. She could never go back to short, thin white dicks ever again. Jean was a black man's slut now. She wanted to do whatever her lover wanted her to do. Her body suddenly began trembling again. "Bitch! Turnover on your hands and knees," the tall black man commanded. Obediently, she complied. She could feel powerful hands holding her ass on each side and then a thick cock slid into her cum-slick cunt. In one motion, Mark slammed balls deep in the pretty white girl. "Oh!" said Jean as the air expelled out of her lungs from the cock jab. First, he was moving slowly. As the passion continued to build his piston motion got faster and deeper. The thrusts came even faster and faster as the passion began to build. In minutes, she could feel another orgasm starting to build. "Oh damn. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Don't' stop!" she screamed. Suddenly an orgasm overwhelmed her senses, and she started screaming. Mark kept up the pounding for another five minutes before he pulled out. "Oh! No! Don't pull it out," the white ho pleaded. She was hot and did not want to stop. Mark had another pleasure planned for the white bitch in heat. His cock was covered with the slick, white, black man's baby juice when he withdrew. He aimed his cock at the puckered rosebud just above her cunt. Jean had never been fucked in the ass although her previous white lovers had pleaded with her. She did not care, now. She wanted black cock in all of her bodily orifices if that was what her black lover wanted. Mark wanted to oblige, too. The muscular black man aimed his 10-inch cock at her asshole and pushed. At first Jean's ass resisted. "Relax, Bitch!" he commanded. Steady pressure forced the sphincter muscle to open and the black cock head slipped in, aided by the coating of black cum. At first he pushed slowly working the cock head past the sphincter until the cock head slipped in. He could feel Jean rotating her ass to pull him in deeper. Then he withdrew and slipped his cock back in her cunt to coat it with more cum lube. He withdrew it, and again pushed his black probe in her ass, this time deeper. Mark's in-and-out love rhythm continued. Each time the cock moved in deeper and deeper. Jean could feel her ass expanding. It was tight but not painful after she relaxed. Mark liked a woman's ass to be tight. The tighter the ass the better, he thought. She wanted this black meat in her, now! A small orgasm began to well up from the pit of the white ho's stomach and caused her to tremble. Mark's nut sack began to slap against her pussy as he was balls deep in the pretty white black man's slut ho. The sensation of the black cock in her whore ass, the nut sack slapping, Mark's powerful hands on her ass and the sounds of his breathing send Jean over the edge. Never had she dreamed that a black man's ass reaming would give such pleasure! Her life was now with Mark. She wanted a black cock in her slut cunt all the time. She was in love! The sinful rhythm continued for three minutes until Mark began to tense up. She could feel his black love member swelling up against her sphincter and he hands tighten on her ass. To her surprise, Mark pulled his cock out, inserted it in her cunt, and released a load of black cum in her pussy. To Mark, shooting cum in a white ho's cunt after fucking her in the ass was the supreme act of black male domination. This was the third load and the largest load of the night in her black man's sperm cup. She felt like a spunk bank. She was hungry for more deposits. As Mark withdrew his massive rod blobs of white jizz filled cum poured as if a dam had broken inside of her. "Tighten that ass whore! Who told you to release a black man's cum from your ho cunt?" Mark demanded. Jean instantly tightened her ass cheeks and squeezed her legs to prevent the precious fluid from leaking. The task was impossible, since her cunt was full; but she tried her best. "A black man's bitch is his cum dump. She can only release that cum when he says to!" Mark told her. "Turn around, slut, and clean off my cock." She turned and took Mark's cock in her mouth and started sucking. She was quivering and hot as she carefully cleaned the instrument of the most pleasure she had ever felt. Cleaning his cock to Jean was an act of deep love for him. It was the ultimate symbol of her blackening. The meaty organ easily slipped down the white slut's throat. The outline of Mark's massive tool could easily be seen moving down the inside of her neck. This was black ho deep throat. Slut Jean was proud of how well she had taken Mark's training. Every six or eight strokes, Mark would pull out of the white ho's throat to give her a chance to draw air in her lungs. Before long, she had mastered the erotic art of deep throat breath control. Jean Goes Bareback Ch. 02 Jean Goes Bareback Ch. 02 She put on a top with a plunging neckline that showed off her body jewelry and most of her gorgeous breasts, too. She combed and put up her hair and step back to admire her new hairstyle. Mark had her hair shaved on the right side. A lightning bolt tattoo was where her hair once was. Her neck was adorned with Mark's MR initials and whore-mark. She sported his initials on all four sides of her neck. A tattoo in scrolling lettering spelled out "Love Me for Who I Am" across her back below her neck. The lettering went from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. Jean applied bright red lipstick to her lips. They had been enhanced with collagen. When Julie arrived, Jean was glad to see her and Omar. He was a muscular black man of 230 pounds. Jean embraced Julie. It was a sexual embrace. Their lips came together in a sexy, sensual kiss. Their tongue met and played a sensual love game. Jean pressed her breast against her sister's body. She hoped that Julie would feel her body jewelry. When they broke, Omar stepped in and began kissing Jean. Jean looped her right leg around Omar and stood on her tiptoes to reach his lips and tongue. Omar liked Jean's sexy split tongue and jewelry. When they broke, Jean was out of breath. Her cunt was flooded with her momma juices. She felt warm and sexually stimulated. "Turn around and let me see your ass," Julie squealed. Jean raised her arms above her head and turned a full circle to let Julie see her body. She pulled out her breasts and bounced them. "How do you like these?" she asked. Omar nodded his approval. He grabbed them and squeezed then rolled her nipples between his thumb and finger. "You one hot bitch!" he said. Jean extended her spit tongue to tease him. "I love that sexy tongue, baby," Julie squealed. "You should watch me wrap it around a hot black cock," Jean said, looking at Omar and teasing Omar with her tongue. "Do it now," Omar challenged her. Jean knelt down. Omar's pants were tenting and it was easy to free it. She kept her eyes fixed on Omar and let her split tongue started from the balls up the shaft to the glans. Then she licked the shaft, making sure her tongue studs had the fullest impact on the hot black man. Omar moaned, "Oh baby! Suck it!" Jean let the cock plunge deep into her mouth while she stroked his shaft. She made a slurping sound as her profuse saliva dripped down her hands. Omar's pre-cum had stimulated her saliva glans. Then Omar put his hands behind Jean's head and plunged his cock down her throat. She looked at Julie. She was frantically stroking her clitoris. Jean kept the cock down her throat and squeezed her throat muscles and rocked her head back and forth. Then she pulled out and caught her breath before Omar's held her head and plunged his reamer back down her throat. Omar pulled out and ordered Julie and Jean to take their clothes off. He positioned them side by side on their hands and knees. He handed the girls a hit of molly each. "I'm gonna play switch-bitch," he said. He grabbed Jean's ass cheeks and positioned his cock on her inviting cunt. Jean felt Omar plunge in half way. He pulled out and plunged in a little deeper. She moaned as he kept the piston motion, each time plunging in deeper and deeper. "This hoe's got one deep cunt," Omar said. Jean trembled at being called a whore. Omar pulled out and went to Julie. He performed the same procedure. He fucked her deeper and deeper until he hit bottom of her momma cunt. "Switch bitch!" he announced. Then he switched back to Jean's whore cunt. Omar switched bitched for 30 minutes without dumping his load. The molly having it effect. He put the two hoes in a sexy 69 with Julie on top. Then he went behind Julie and inserted his cock in her cunt as Jean sucked and licked Julie's hot, wet clitoris. Jean tasted Julie's woman fluids dripping from her aroused body. She felt Julie's expert mouth giving her the ultimate in lesbian pleasure. Then Omar pulled from Julie and pointed her cock at Jean, who accepted it. After a few strokes, he plunged down Jean's throat. Then Omar made the hoes get up and pleasure his cock while he laid back on the bed. While Julie sucked his shaft, Jean worked on his glans. They felt Omar's pelvis tighten and he began to moan. Jean felt his cum erupt into her mouth. She could hardly hold it all. When he finished, Jean kissed and exchanged the semen between the two. All three fell on the bed. They were exhausted. Omar lit up a joint and passed it between the two hoes. Jean Goes Bareback It's was Jean's turn to go over the top. Trembling and burning with heat, the red-haired slut with ivory white skin -- who was now a black man's cum slut -- began to orgasm. Just behind the white chick's Big O was Mark's powerful cum dumping climax. All of the first three ejaculations went into her esophagus and into her belly. Mark pulled out a little and dumped the fourth and fifth squirts of hot black ejaculate onto the back of her tongue. She held the thick, gooey, semi-sweet cum in her mouth. Her tongue swished through the baby nectar for a moment as she mixed it with her own saliva. "Don't swallow. Tilt your head back and open your mouth, cunt," Mark ordered. Opening her mouth, she showed her lover her precious "see-food", tilted her head back, and gulped it down. Jean had never had a lover to dump four loads in her in one night. She could never be satisfied with just one load a night from now on. That ruled out those baby white cocks in her cunt ever again. Jean was a ho now -- A black cock ho. Jean realized that she loved the pungent taste of black baby seed. If it went directly to her stomach, that was fine, too. However, she wanted second shots to go in her mouth for the taste test, which no black man would ever fail. Mark had continued to jack off. "Open your mouth again, bitch," Mark said. He held his cock and aimed it just over Jean's tongue, and released a sixth and seventh spurts of black jizz in the bitch's white open mouth. Mark's jizz tasted good, Jean thought. She again swished her tongue around on the thick, gooey liquid before tilting her head back and opening her mouth for her black lover to see. "That's a good bitch," Mark said. "Now swallow it all, cunt!" he said as Jean swallowed, smiled a big smile, and opened her mouth to show her black lover that she had compiled with his wishes. "Stand up and turn around, bitch," Mark said. His terse commands were beginning to be so natural for her now. She wanted to please Mark. She loved him and that black fuck tool. She wanted to show him he was her black master. She stood and turned around on her high heels. "Let's see your skin. It's smooth and white. Don't ever get in the sun. I want my hoes to stay white and smooth skinned," Mark said matter-of-factly as his hand roamed over her body. He inspected every nook and crevice of her skin and body. Mark bent her over, opened her leaking cunt and pulled on her moist labia. Jean's labia extended out of her swollen cunt when she became aroused. They would look beautiful pierced by gold rings, he thought. He felt her clit. It was hard and extended two inches out of her cunt. He ran his finger on that smooth patch of skin between her cunt and ass. Jean took a deep breath as Mark probed her cunt with his thumb and her ass with his index finger at the same time. He rubbed his thumb against his index finger through that thin membrane between her rectum and cunt. "You could easily take cocks in your ass and cunt at the same time, ho," Mark said. He wasn't asking for her approval. He was telling her. His hands roamed up over her ass cheeks to the small of her back. Slowly he lightly touched where a multi-colored tribal weave would enhance her sensual back and stimulate him as he fucked her in her whore ass. His hand ventured further up her back to her neck. One hand raised and pushed aside her long auburn hair as he ran his other hand over the base of her neck. A symbol to permanently mark this ho as his would be perfect at the base of her neck, Mark mused. He raised her upright, turned her around, and inspected her 34B tits, traced his fingers over her half-inch long hard nipples. These tits would expand nicely to double D cups with implants, he thought. He let his index finger nuzzled her navel as he rubbed her flat belly. He then looked into her eyes and ran his finger over her cheeks and across her chin. He inspected her lips and let his thumb slip into her mouth. Jean started to suck the black man's digit. It tasted like her cunt. "Open your mouth, ho!" he said. Jean opened her mouth for Mark's inspection. "Let me see your tongue, bitch." he said. Jean extended her tongue. It was longer than usual for a small white woman. Mark approved and mused that two gold studs would enhance her future black lovers' pleasure, too. Mark stepped back, lit another cigarette, took a long drag and slowly, deliberately exhaled the smoke toward her face. Jean breathed in deeply, feeling the smoke sink into her lungs. Mark offered the cigarette to her lips. She took it and took a deep drag, opened her mouth, and inhaled pure air. The smoke felt good in her lungs. Sharing a cigarette had become a sexual act to Jean now. It has become a very pleasurable sexual act. Mark seemed to have plans for the beautiful, sexual, white ho. Jean began to be thrilled at the possibilities of submitting to her black sex master's ever will. *** Jean's head was swimming when she awoke the next morning. She staggered to the toilet and took a hot shower. As the water hit her in the face, she began to remember the events of the night before. A warm glow returned to her cunt, just think about the wonderful, sensuous evening with Mark. Then she remembered that before she returned to her car at the club, she gave him her cell number. "Would he call today?" she thought. The thought of hearing his voice, of feeling his touch, and of taking his cock again made her tremble. She noticed her breath was shallow and quicker. Her body felt flushed and hot. Jean knew she wanted to meet him again. Instinctively, her hand moved to her clit and began a love rhythm. It took a few moments to reach completion. She settled back on her bed and basked in the warm afterglow, thinking about Mark's long, black cock. Mark remained on her mind all week. She was so afraid she would talk in her sleep. However, pitiful Ray -- as the thought of him now -- was only home one night. He will be out of town on business for two more weeks. On Thursday, Mark called. "I don't have much time to talk. I want you to meet me at the King's Club at 9 p.m. on Friday. I may be a little late, but I want you there on time. Three of my friends will meet you there. The club's at the corner of Cornish and Argyle. I want you to wear something to turn a black man's head. Wear something revealing and sexy. Don't wear something you bought at a mall. I want to see a lot of leg and ass. Go to Little Egypt's Sexy Apparel at Broad and York. Ask for Nadine. Tell her I sent you. She will fix you up with something. Pay cash. Bye." Mark said and hung up the phone. The unlisted and number did not show up on Jean's cell phone. There was no way to call back. Jean had never deliberately worn sexy clothing. She had no idea what to expect when she drove to a sleazy side of town and enter Little Egypt's Sexy Apparel. She asked for Nadine. A heavy-set black woman stepped out from a curtain. "Hi! Mark sent me to get some clothes." She told the black woman. "So Mark sent you did he? Well, sugar, you are one beautiful white woman! We'll fix you up so that Mark and his friends will be really turned on!" Nadine said. She turned to the shoe shelves and pulled out black sandals with six-inch fuck me heels. Next, Nadine selected Lycra™ hose with black five-inch silicon lace tops. Nadine selected an A-line skirt with a thin belt with a rhinestone buckle. The ensemble came with a matching halter top. Both skirt and top were in gunmetal black. When Jean tried it on, the skirt barely covered her ass. She could see the crotch of her panties flash occasionally as she walked and swirled around in front of the mirror. The hemline stopped well above the lace-top hose. The slutty look was complete when Nadine handed the white girl a pink spandex thong that really covered nothing. "When you walk, those flashes of pink under that sexy skirt will drive Mark crazy, honey!" Nadine exclaimed. "You better do something about that pussy, hair, too," Nadine advised. The black woman led Jean to the back and ordered her to undress and lie on a table. One of Nadine's girls applied a full Brazilian wax, leaving Jean's pussy and ass smooth and hairless. Jean paid for the service and clothing and walked out with her cunt wet. Jean was thinking about what Mark had planned for her. By Friday, Jean started getting excited and wet. At times she was trembling and had to drink a shot of Bacardi™ rum to calm down to dress and put her make up on. After fixing her hair she applied her Este Lauder™ make up base and blush. Then she applied a deep pink Este Lauder lip color and a clear gloss. She combed her hair straight back and let it fall over her shoulders. She put on her slut skirt and halter and turned around, looking back at her ass and bare milky white back. The King Club was dark except for a small bulb lit-sign out front. The music inside was quiet. The lighting was almost non-existent. It took her a few minutes to adjust to the darkness and realize that the club was full of black men and about six white women who seemed to be flirting or in the throes of deep passion. Some were groping and kissing their black lover's. Some were dancing, but the dance floor was too dark to determine what was happening. "You want a drink?" It was the bartender. Jean ordered a drink and sat down at an empty table. The drink was making her feel bold. Jean slowly crossed her legs. Knowing that Mark would be late, she instinctively began looking around at the black men. She made eye contact with one handsome man, smiled and gave him a come hither look. A tall man about 230, about 35, got up and walked over. "I want to dance with you, bitch," the man said in a deep voice. "Do you call all your women that?" she answered. She was flirting. She really did not care if a black man had called her bitch, because she knew that's what black men wanted their women to be and that's what she wanted to be. Yes! She wanted to be a black man's bitch. He led her to the dark dance floor and began to move with the slow beat of the music that was purposely sensual and slow. Not wasting any time, Jean put her arms around the black Adonis and pressed her aroused, swollen breasts to his chest. "What's your name?" she whispered in his ear. "Sam. The name is Sam," was his reply. His voice was sensual and deep. Sam's hands reached around and lifted Jean's skirt and squeezed her bare ass. The moan coming from the white girl told Sam she wanted more. His fingers of the other hand slipped under her halter top and began pinching her hard nipple. Not to be outdone, Jean reached down and felt Sam's gigantic hard on and began slowly stroking his member. Her hands found his zipper and quickly moved it down. Sam was not wearing underwear and his cock tumbled out. Jean looked up into Sam's eyes. His lips engulfed her wet mouth. The kiss was liquid fire and passion. The man who was a moment ago was unknown to her was now snaking his tongue down her throat while her hand jacked him off his black uncut meat. Both of Sam's hands moved down to Jean's ass. In one motion, he lifted her, moved between her legs. He slipped his nine-inch cock past her thong and entered Jean's wet pussy. His hands remained under her ass as he moved her up and down on the long black seed injector. This black cock was not as long as Mark's cock, but it was thicker and stretched her fuck hole more, she thought. She could feel it stretching and filling her cunt. The fucking kept up for five minutes before Jean began to feel her first climax coming. She dropped her head back and began to moan loudly. In one mighty lunge, Sam started spurting his baby seed into Jean's hot, hungry cunt. They stood locked for what seemed to be 10 minutes before Sam released the white girl to the floor. Jean was still coming down from the orgasmic high, and Sam had to help her stand up. Jean could feel Sam's cum dripping out of her cunt and down the inside of her thigh. A long sting began leaving a tentacle as it oozed down to the floor. As Jean looked around the room, she noticed two more black males were standing around the couple looking like they had enjoyed the show. A black man reached for Jean's chin and pulled her face to his lips. Her hands wrapped round him, locking the embrace. Her cum laced saliva mingled with that of a black man who was a perfect stranger. A hand on her shoulder pushed her down to her knees. A long, black uncut cock touched her lips. She opened her lips to take it. His pre-cum tasted slightly salty. Jean was becoming a connoisseur of black cum. She began to work a round robin with the three cocks now available for sucking. The first black cock began to tense up and started to spray the inside of her throat. She gulped the gooey black baby jizz down in time to take the next black dude who had kept his meat hot by jacking off. "Open your mouth, cunt," he said. Jean opened her mouth as the black pole spurted jizz over her tongue. The next black dude sprayed jizz on Jean's tits and face. Nine black ejaculations later she was covered with sweet tasting sperm filled jizzism. Jean tried to trap the precious white liquid with her finger and scoop it into her hungry mouth. Jean stood up. Someone pointed her to the women's room at the back of the King's Club. She grabbed her purse and went in to re-arrange her face. Standing at the mirror of the sleazy club, she quickly touched up her make up. "That was a good show," a male voice said behind her. She turned to see that Mark had been watching her all the time. He lit a cigarette and took a drag and exhaled. "I've got something for you, ho," he said as he reached out his hand and placed $300 in her hand. "That's for the show, ho. Those guys paid $200 each for a piece of your tight white ass. What do you think about that," he said as he face came very close to her. He took a drag, removed the cigarette and offered her a drag. She placed the cigarette between her lips, lightly sucked on the tube, and exhaled into the air. "It was hot!" she said. "Let's go. I want you to meet a friend," Mark said. He led her out of the back of Kings Club and into the street. The black limo pulled up. The hot couple got in. As soon as it started moving, Mark roughly pulled Jean to him, pushed her halter up, and began suckling her red hot nipples. "Oh, Ah!" she cooed. The suction on her nipples was sending sensations all the way down to her toes. He then grabbed her hair and pushed her down to his cock. Jean did not need instructions. She unzipped his fly and pulled Mark's hard cock and began sucking. She allowed the massive meat to slide deep down her throat before pulling out causing her checks to hollow in. She slowly bobbed her head up and down on the long black fuck pole. Each down stroke sent Mark's cock deep down her open throat. After a number of turns, the limo stopped. "Keep sucking, cocksucker, until I tell you to stop," Mark said. Then Jean heard a conversation that she had never heard before. "How many tricks have you turned tonight, ho? Mark asked. "Eight!" a white girl's voice said. "Give me the money!" Mark demanded. Jean heard the shuffling of currency and then the sound of the window going up. The limo continued on its way as Jean continued the rhythm of a black cock slut. She was making slurping sounds. Mark could have shot his load in her at any time, but he wanted to save this bitch until later. The limo stopped again. "Come on, bitch. I want to mark you," Mark said. He took Jean's hand and led her into Herb's Exotic Tattoos and Piercing. Mark seated Jean in a chair in the front waiting room while he talked to Herb. After a long conversation, Mark led Jean to the back where they placed her face down on a table. Jean heard a buzzing sound and felt a mild burning at the small of her back just above her ass. It is over in 20 minutes. Herb then moved Jean's long red hair to the side and started on the skin at the base of her neck. In less time than the first tattoo, Jean is told to get off the table. Before covering the new tats, Mark handed Jean a mirror to admire Herb's artwork. Jean's eyes widen as she sees a multi-colored tribal weave above her ass with two crossed black man's cocks with balls woven into the design on her back. This sexy tat was to remain a part of Jean forever and brand her as Mark's black cock whore. "That tat will enhance the pleasure for the black studs who will be fucking you in the ass," Mark said. The thought of two black hands on her butt and a long black cock in her ass made Jean's twat get wetter. Mark showed Jean the green letters, "MB", on the base of her neck. The letters are two inches high and are the initials of her pimp and black cock stud. Jean cared little what her wimp hubby, Ray cared now. She's Mark's black cock whore forever. "How long should the stinging pain last," Jean asks. Mark, ignoring the question, led the white slut whore back to the limo. As the limo got underway, Mark pushed Jean's head back down to his cock. Jean immediately started sucking with renewed vigor. The loud slurping sounds and Jean's moans fill the back of the limo. Mark smiled as he watched Jean's cheeks sink in deeply on the out-strokes. The white whore loved to suck black love poles with all her heart and soul. The pain from the new tattoos faded from her consciousness. As Jean entered Mark's pad she heard the grunts and groans of black sex. The smell of 11 black men engaged in group sex with four nude milky white hoes. They were all Mark's hoes. Two of the white girls, both blondes, were very pregnant. Jean also notices all four girls bore the MB mark on their back just below their necks and similar tribal weaves on their lower backs. "They were Mark's black slut whores, too," she thought. A warm glow came across Jean as she realized that she is the newest and freshest of Mark's black cum sluts. "Come here Marci," Mark commands the girl who looks about eight months preggo. The petite Marci with the 34DD milk swollen tits and distended belly went to Mark. He pulled her roughly to him and began a deep mouth fuck with his tongue diving deep in the swooning girl's throat. He then moved down to Marci's right tit and starts suck the thick white mothers' milk. With Marci's heighten state of arousal, the milk flowed freely and fast. Mark swallowed and swallowed several mouths full of Marci's sweet breast nectar that will soon feed the black bastard kicking in her belly. Mark moves his mouth to the other tit and proceeds to drain it of all its sweet nectar, too. The scene is so hot that Jean's cunt started getting wetter. "Get down, bitch!" Mark commanded as Marci assumes the position she knows so well when Mark fucks her. He moves to the bed placed on her hands and knees with her ass pointed upward wantonly for her black stud to fuck. Jean noticed Marci's vulva was large, red and puffy with her labia extended. The whore's clitoris was erect like a small cock. Then Jean saw that Marci's labia are pierced six times with gold rings. One ring contains a longer chain that dangles down about six inches. "How sexy," Jean thought as she started massaging her own clit. Mark grabbed the preggo Marci by the both sides of her ass, inserted his proboscis in her puffy cunt and jammed it home in one thrust. It took only one thrust to go balls deep in the preggo Marci. Jean realized that the young whore's cunt was well used by her black lovers. Jean's breathing became very quick and deep as she watched Marci getting a rough fucking. Every time Mark's cock pulled out, Marci's cunt skin would extend outward. Mark's pace quickened and then started slowing down. His big ass hollow cheeks started tightening as Mark gave one last deep thrust and began pumping white hot fire into Marci's preggo cunt. Mark held his cock deep for about two minutes before he withdrew, leaving a string of gooey jizz dripping from the ho's black fucked pleasure hole. Almost immediately Jean had her first orgasm. Jean Goes Bareback "That's it, whore. Does that excite you?" a whispered voice came from behind her. Jean felt a hand on her should pull her around to meet a handsome black man whose head was shaved. He looked like a linebacker. Jean's eyes averted down to his fuck tool which the black stud was slowly stroking. "What's your name, cunt?" the stud asked. "Jean," she answered obediently as she was looking at the man's 10-inch fuck rod. "I'm Jamal," he said. Let me see those new tats he said as he spun Jean around. "Not bad for the first cut at it," Jamal declares as he looks over Jean's back and neck. He spun Jean back to face Jamal. "I have two friends for you to meet," Jamal said. "This is Jawad and Terrel," he said. Both men only smiled. Jean's widening eyes showed she was pleased, and she looked down to see that they are jacking off. Jawad's cock was about 11 inches, and Terrel's whore pleaser was 10 inches of pleasure. Jamal's hand pushes Jean to her knees where three uncut black fuck sticks pointing directly at her mouth. Jean took Jamal's cock by the base and starts a long-slow lick from the balls to the tip. Her lips moved over the uncut head. She skinned back the foreskin and engulfed the black tool with her mouth. Jamal's hand, behind the red haired cunt's head, forced her forward onto his cock. The pressure forced the fuck stick over the top of Jean's tongue and down her gullet. "Look at that bitch would you," Jawad said. "You can see that cock moving down her throat like a snake. Shit! That's hot!" Jawad added. Jamal's cock continued its downward plunge until it reached its max with his nut sack resting on Jean's chin. He rocked back and forth in about one-inch or two-inch movements before he backed it out to allow Jean to catch her breath. The black-fucked, black-trained slut had mastered the technique of deep throat breath control and was ready for the next plunge. Jamal brutally fucked Jean and then pulled out to give his bruthas some relief. Next to enter Jean's hungry cock sucking mouth was Terrel's 10-inch fuck stick. Although Terrel had been jacking off his meat, it was not quite fully hard on. That was soon resolved with Jean's lips slipped across his head, over the bulb, pushing the foreskin back. Her tongue came in contact with Terrel's sweet pre-cum caused Jean to have her first orgasm with the three studs. This sent Terrel over the edge. Jean was slowly mouth fucking him until he dumped his red-hot jizz over the back of her tongue. Jean sucked Terrel's cock dry, and she tilted her head back and opened her mouth to show the studs she had kept the whole load. She closed her mouth and swished her tongue through the sweet gooey sperm, making a creamy froth. She opened her mouth and blew a cum bubble to the delight of Terrel. Jean closed her mouth, swallowed, and opened her lips wide to show Terrel that his cum was all hers. Next Jawad pushed Jean onto her back. Mounting her, he directed his cock at her cunt and lunged, sinking it balls deep in one throw. "Oh Uh!" Jean cooed as he fuck tool rammed home against her cervix. Jawad continued to pump very slowly. He gradually increased his speed and depth of his thrust until he was liquid fire moving in Jean's hungry cunt. With one great lunge, Jawad stopped, tensed up, and shot his wad of jizz deep in the red haired milky skinned whore's cunt. He held his cock in for two minutes before slowly removed it. The flood of spunk follow Jawad's retreating cock was like a dam had burst. Next, Jamal rolled Jean over onto her hands and knees and position his cock from behind. He inserted a finger lubricated with KY jelly in the white girl's rectum and twisted his finger to move the lube around in her rear entry. Then he placed his butt pole at Jean's puckered ass hole and pushed. She was amazed how easily the sphincter parted for Jamal's cock. She was fully relaxed and ready for an anal fucking. Jamal could sense that white girl's ass was prepared by Mark and wasted no time in sliding balls deep in her tight rectum. Jean could feel Jamal's nut sack slapping her pussy as his dark, shiny cock slid in and out of her ass. Jamal would occasional pull out until his cock head was beginning to emerge and then push it slowly back in. The tight white girl's ass was applying the right amount of pressure and friction on Jamal's cock to hasten his climax. Jean could sense Jamal's completion and tighten her sphincter to heighten the effect it was having on him. "Oh!" Jamal shouted as his spunk made its way upward out of his nut sack through his plumbing, down the length of his cock and out the sensitive pee hole. The first ejaculation spattered over the recesses of Jean's rectum, triggering her tight grip, uncontrolled trembling, and orgasmic release. "Ah HELL FIRE!" Jean shouted. Both fuck partners remained love locked for several minutes as Jamal continued to milk his nut into Jean's ass. She collapsed to the floor as Jamal pulled out. Jean rolled over and squeezed her ass together to hold the precious love cream in her hot ass. Jawad then crawled between Jean's legs and inserted his cock in her hot, swollen twat. He rolled her over until she was now above him. Jawad started the love hungry piston motion for a while and then he slowed down and stopped. Jean's ass hole then felt a cock head push on her slackening ass. It's was Terrel taking her freshly fucked ass. Terrel's cock joined Jawad's tool in Jean's orifices. The three began the rhythm of love again. As Terrel's cock pulled back in her cunt, Jawad's cock was sliding out of her ass. This rhythm continued until Jean felt her climax building nearer and nearer. Like a dam bursting, she literally went over the edge into a climax that must have registered on the Richter scale. She settled down to trembling as the black cock masters continued their pace. Terrel several times pulled all the way out and pushed back in without interrupting the rhythm. However, the feeling of her sphincter slipping over Terrel's cock head was enough to send Jean over the edge into another climax. That triggered Terrel's cock to explode, adding his spunk to Jamal's in Jean's holy rectum. Jawad took another five minutes to complete his mission and dump five ejaculate loads in Jean's hungry whore cunt. The three lovers collapsed on the floor for several minutes before they regained enough strength to get up. As the night wore on, Jean was fucked, reamed, and double penetrated by all 11 black studs at least three times. Jean stood up and looked for Mark. He was just completing a fuck on the other preggo girl. He pulled out and noticed Jean looking at him. Slowly he walked over to Jean and looked into her eyes. He picked up a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, lit one and, took a hit. Mark pulled another cigarette from the pack and slipped it between Jean's lips. She put her hand on Mark's hand and watched as Mark's fire lit her tobacco tube. She drew in a deep breath of soothing smoke. She held it for a moment and let it slowly exhale from her lungs. Mark's hand traced Jean's nipples as they continued to enjoy their smokes with eyes transfixed. After Mark's john's left, the pregnant Marci introduced Jean to Bunny, Edy, Carole, and Michelle, who was preggo like Marci. "How do you like my big swollen belly," Marci asks holding her hands under her heavy tits. "I'm carrying a black baby. I don't know whose," she added. Marci told Jean that she had been with Mark for two years and getting big black cock almost every day after leaving her pathetic white hubby. Michelle said she was not sure, but she may be carrying Mark's baby. It didn't matter anyway. Edy, and Bunny were still married and living with their white husbands and had already carried their black babies to full term. The preggo Michelle was still married, but living with her black lover while the baby was in the oven. Their swollen breasts belied the fact they were mothers and provided milk to their black lovers. The five tired hoes and Mark collapse on the double king sized bed and fell asleep. Jean woke up the next morning at 10 a.m. feeling famished and needing a cigarette. She started searching for a smoke and found Edy lying prone and Bunny on top of her. Mark was standing behind and fucking them alternately. Jean found the pack of cigs on the coffee table and lit one, took a big drag and exhaled. Mark continued his fucking the two hoes and finally tensed up. He shot a large load in Edy, pinched off his cock, pulled out, and dumped another load in Bunny. He held his cock in Bunny and milked the remainder of his nut into Bunny's ho womb. "We call her Bunny, because she has the most babies," Mark smiled. This ho's ovulating so she gets most of my cum," Mark said. Jean handed Mark her cigarette. He took it, pulled in the smoke and exhaled. "There are four kinds of sex. First, there is married Saturday night sex that gets routine. Second, there is recreational sex that's fun. Third there is black sex that is exciting. Fourth, there is black repro sex. It's the height of pleasure to know that an egg is waiting to take your man's black sperm and start growing. Knowing that your belly will soon be growing with a black baby inside and your tits will be swollen with milk, is the best feeling a black man or a white ho can experience. Have you ever had repro sex?" Mark asked handing her the cigarette. Jean took a drag on the cig and exhaled. "No, I haven't, but I want it," she said. Jean looked at the swooning Bunny lying on the bed and could see she was totally in the throes of an afterglow. Her twat started to get wet and a tiny tremble shook her body. "Bunny has had three black babies and can't wait to deliver another," Mark said. Bunny heard the conversation and sleepily rolled her head toward her black lover, and smiled through half opened eyes. After brunch, Mark told Jean he was taking her to audition at STUD movie studios for a porno flick. After arriving, Jean met Abe the producer/director. Abe was a short, black man with a medium paunch and balding head. He had a pleasant smile and a nice voice. He told Jean to disrobe while he set up the lighting and cameras while Jean touched up her make up. The studio set was a corner of a room and a bed. Jean climbed on the bed and waited. The session continued into the evening.... *** It's was late on Monday morning, when Jean arose from her bed. Mark had brought her home after the tiring filming session and she went straight to bed. "The remainder of the week will be like last week, waiting for Mark's call," she thought At 1 p.m., Ray came home. Jean dreaded even talking to her white wimp husband. "I've come home to say I'm leaving," Ray said. Jean was shocked! "Why?" she asked. "I am going to live with Murray. I can't pretend any longer. I'm gay and I want to be what I am," Ray said. It was a relief to Jean to tell Ray that she had found a wonderful black lover who satisfied all her needs. The parting was cordial and Jean helped Ray pack his personal effects and leave. It was all quite a relief! As soon as Ray left, Jean called her sister Julie to tell her the news. Julie was married and very close to Jean. "Hello?" "Hi Julie. It's Jean. Ray just left me." "Oh Jean. I'm so sorry!" "Don't be! It's a relief. He told me he's gay and was going to live with his lover," Jean said and related the whole sordid affair about how her marriage had fallen apart more than a year ago. Then Jean told Julie about meeting Mark. Jean recounted the events of the past two weeks, the black fucking, and the porn film audition. Julie in turn shocked Jean by telling she had a black stud, too. His name was Omar and Julie had fallen love with Omar's black fucking. The two sisters exchanged their experiences with their black studs. Jean told Julie she was now a black man's whore for Mark. "Omar wants to impregnate me with his black baby. I want it too," Julie said. "Omar wants me to fuck other black men for money. He calls me his ho and I like it," Julie said. After Julie hung up, Jean sat and thought about all the life changing events that have happened in the past weeks. Her hand went to her clit and started slowly massaging until she climaxed. It was still another excruciating week for Jean waiting for Mark's call. She wanted to tell him that Ray was gone. Anticipating Mark's call, Jean went back to Nadine's and picked out five more outfits even more revealing and sexier than the first one. On Wednesday, Mark called and just said that a limo will pick her up at noon Friday. Continued...