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Amy's Story Ch. 01

By: venturer15



Amy's Awakening

Dear reader, this is a true story. I just can not make up a story this good. I simply serve as the scribe relating what is happening with the couple I identify as "Amy" and "Mark".

I don't know how it happened, it just slipped out. I didn't intend to say it, but then it was out there, and I couldn't pull it back.

To spice up our sex lives after ten years of marriage, my husband and I sometimes shared fantasies during sex. A favorite of ours was for Mark to be watching as another man fucked me. I don't recall when it started, but after a while, when Mark would talk about another man, I would imagine that the other man was a black man, a tall, muscular, black-as-night Negro, plunging his huge black cock into my pale white body. 

I was reluctant to share my private fantasy with Mark for fear he would be repulsed by the idea.

Then one night, about two years ago, we were making love, playing with our fantasy, taking turns describing to each other what was happening. I was talking about how good it felt and how big he was when I slipped and said, "I love a big black cock in my pussy!"

Mark's reaction was immediate. He became even hornier and very hard. He began thrusting into me with a vigor that caught me completely by surprise, and his reaction got me extra hot as well! As a result, our favorite fantasy from that time on became Mark watching me being taken by a black man.

What I didn't know then, and only learned later, was that Mark had never considered the idea of me being with a black man until I let it slip that one time, but after that he gradually became obsessed with the idea. He found himself thinking about it constantly. He grew to feel that there was nothing hotter than a white woman being a slut for black cock. He desperately wanted me to actually surrender myself to a black man; however, he feared telling me, feeling that I would never actually do it and that I would "freak out" to use his term. 

What Mark didn't know was how much I had been dwelling on that very fantasy. I began finding black men attractive in my early 20's at college. I grew up in an area that didn't have many black men, so I was not really exposed to them very much before then. I was curious about a number of things. One was the whole taboo of being with a black man. In our society, I felt that is still looked upon as wrong, and I thought the idea of breaking that taboo would be fun! It's funny, because if someone sees a white man with a black woman not many people take notice, but if it is the other way around, then it's a big deal! 

But it was more than that, I found black men very attractive and sexy, I love their dark skin, it is a sexy contrast to a lady's white skin. They seem much more muscular, and I love a black man with a shaved head. Black men seem to have a presence about them that is very alluring, like an animal magnetism. They seem powerful and very masculine like they can really take care of a woman! There was also the whole idea of how black men are hung well and can really please a girl. I wasn't sure how much of that to believe, but I heard it so much that I had to wonder. I had a girlfriend in college who dated a black guy and she said he was amazing, and that certainly made me think about it. 

I also realized that being an exhibitionist, and Mark watching was a huge turn on for me. And it wasn't just about the sex, but being an exhibitionist in general. The idea of dressing sexy and being with a black man in public got me hot, especially when I thought about Mark seeing it.

But my desires went further. The idea of me submitting, yielding myself to a large, powerful black man had a primal hold upon me. It felt instinctive. I imagined how safe I would feel with a masculine, muscular black man. The thought of giving myself to a black man and being submissive to him was so erotic! Sometimes I would see a white woman with a black man and I could just tell that she is totally submissive to him. Nice! I was turned on by the idea of submitting myself completely, sexually. The thought of being a white slut, owned by a dominant black man excited me. 

The irony of it all was that I too was reluctant to share my desires with Mark. I didn't want Mark to be disappointed with me. I wasn't sure that he would really be OK with me being with another man, let alone being sexually dominated by a powerful Negro. It's one thing for him to have a fantasy, but it's another for his wife to really do it. 

We lived a normal life. I'm a stay-at-home mom with two kids. I dressed conservatively the way wives and mothers are expected to dress. We didn't go out much other than church on Sundays. Leisure activities consisted of things like hiking or mountain bike riding. All my life, I always was the person who did what was expected of her. I always played it safe. Nobody, not even my husband, suspected I had repressed "jungle fever".

Eventually Mark's obsession got the better of him. From never having given interracial sex a thought, he went to thinking of little else. The idea of me being with a black stud was driving him wild. He visited erotic story sites and devoured stories describing married women becoming sluts for black cock. He even started corresponding with some of the writers explaining how he wished his wife would go black, and lamenting that he didn't think she was interested in anything beyond the safety of a fantasy. Little did he know!!

Eventually Mark finally worked up the courage to broach the possibility of us making our fantasy real. He got an interracial video for us to watch, which made us both pretty horny. Then during the sex that followed he asked, "Did you like the guys in the movie?"

"Mmmm, yes," I replied enthusiastically. "I love their big, black cocks."

Then I developed a whole scenario in how he would watch me be a slut for a big black stud, sucking his cock, worshipping him and getting fucked so hard by him. And Mark joined in, telling me how much he loved to watch me do it.

Then he dropped the bomb shell by saying, "Have you ever thought of having black sex for real?"

I was caught off guard. I thought it had always been just a fantasy for him. I must admit though, I was pretty excited when Mark brought it up. I don't think I would have if he hadn't. While I didn't want to seem overeager, it got me real hot! 

I had reservations, and only told him I would think about it. I was so used to doing the right things, and while I wanted to break out of that role for once, to try new things and experience something different, I knew it was wrong for a wife and mother to want interracial sex outside of the marriage. 

But then I also felt that maybe it was time I took some chances! 

Then I thought about Mark. I love Mark so much, and I was afraid that he would be jealous if we went through with our fantasy.

Part of me was afraid of what I would do if I actually met that true Alpha black male, because I definitely have a submissive side to me. I think it is hardwired into us women to be submissive to an Alpha male, particularly the black ones. I was not sure how Mark would react. He said the idea of me being a slut for a black man turned him on, but I was afraid he might not feel the same way after seeing me begging for a big black cock to cum inside me.

Because of all of that, I was conflicted and noncommittal.

Mark, however, was on a campaign. That next weekend Mark took me to a store that markets more to the ladies, selling lingerie, toys, etc, not your typical seedy adult bookstore. It was fun and he helped me pick out a nice big black dildo. Then we went back home, watched some more interracial movies and played. 

When Mark brought up living out our fantasy again, I told him I was still considering it. No matter how much he assured me that it was something he would love seeing me do, and that he wasn't using it as an excuse to go out and get sex for himself, I still had doubts. It would be such a big step, and once taken, could never be retracted.

The following weekend, Mark suggested we go out to a dance club, and also suggested I buy a sexy new outfit for the evening. He talked about me maybe flirting and dancing with some of the guys we might meet. Again, I told him I hadn't made any decision about interracial sex, but I agreed that I would dance with different men, if they should ask.

I figured I should buy something, because it had been a while since we had been to a dance club. The dress I bought was black and shorter and sexier than I normally would buy, but definitely not slutty. I also picked out some sexy lingerie, black lace panties and a black push up bra that allowed me to show a little cleavage, and allowed my nipples to show just a little against the fabric. I already had high heels to wear. I was pleased that Mark really liked my outfit. He thought I would attract a lot of attention, but I wasn't as confident.

I was a bit nervous walking into the club dressed that way because I am no longer a young girl. Fortunately after a drink and some dancing with Mark, I felt more at ease. 

Mark would leave me alone some by going to the bathroom, or getting a drink, giving guys an opportunity to approach me. A couple of guys did ask me to dance. I was really nervous the first time and was hoping nobody would notice me shaking. I soon relaxed and began to enjoy myself. It didn't hurt either that all the guys were a better dancer than Mark.

Unfortunately, when they realized I was married, and that my husband was in the club, they seemed disappointed and quickly lost interest.

While the club was filled with predominately whites, there were some blacks there too. On one of his visits to my table, Mark suggested I try and make eye contact with any black men I found attractive.

Shortly after that I saw a guy at the bar that I thought was hot. He was a little over six foot with a body, that looked to be in great shape, toned, muscular but not overly so, and he had a great shaved head. I think a shaved head is so sexy on a black man, not that I mind hair either. As a matter of fact I think dreadlocks can be pretty sexy too. Anyway, I was trying to make eye contact with him and flirt a little so he would come over. 

He finally came over when Mark left to get drinks. He was wearing a dark blue shirt that was a little open at the collar that showed just a little of his muscular chest and dark blue slacks; he looked good! He had a distinct smell, just a hint of some nice cologne, and when he spoke, it was with a nice baritone voice like so many black men have. He introduced himself as James. He had a great smile and I said hello back and said my name was Amy. Mark, seeing what was happening, stayed away. James bought me a drink and then asked me if I wanted to dance. I said sure, even though I was incredibly nervous!!!

Dancing with James was fun! I hadn't really danced with anyone but Mark for such a long time, and it was very exciting. He was an excellent dancer and he made me feel very sexy and desirable. I am sure part of it was that I was dancing with a good looking guy who wasn't my husband, but most of it was that he was a sexy black man! 

In spite of my earlier insecurity and reservations, James certainly seemed to appreciate how I looked!

What was also really hot was the looks many of the people gave us. It was exciting knowing that they could see me dancing with a black man! It turned me on knowing that people were looking at us, seeing the contrast of our skin tones and the taboo of a fair-skinned white woman socializing with a Negro. I am of Irish descent so my skin is very fair, and James is rather dark. Based on some of the looks, a few women were envious and the white men were disapproving; I loved it!

I found myself getting sexually excited dancing with him. After all, I had been fantasying about black men for so long, and there I was dancing with one! I pressed up against him a bit, but not too much because I didn't want to lead him on.

After we danced for a while, we went back to the table and Mark joined us. I introduced the two of them. James didn't seem fazed that I was married, or that Mark was there. We talked for a bit and I learned he was 29 years old, six years younger than me. We had a drink and danced some more. Eventually it was getting late and we had to get back, so we called it a night and said goodbye to James. 

I was so excited that on the way home I started stroking Mark's cock through his pants and eventually sucked his rock hard cock while he drove.

We got home, paid the babysitter and then went right to bed and had some amazing sex. I was so wet and turned on from what I had just done; I had danced with a black man!

During sex Mark teased, "Do you want James's big, hard, black cock?"

"Yes," I answered. "I so want that big, black cock in me right now."

With that, Mark started fucking me real hard, and after he came, he started fucking me some more with the big black dildo, "Imagine this is James fucking you."

"Do you like watching me getting fucked by this big black cock?" I responded. "This big cock feels so good inside me." 

I don't remember how many times I came fantasizing about James!

After we were through, Mark asked, "Do you want to go black now?" 

"I'm seriously thinking about it," was my reply. "You know, when you weren't around, James gave me his phone number."

"Oh my God, Amy, you've got to call him!" he responded.

Over the next several days, I couldn't stop thinking about that night. It was so hot to dance with James, so sexy, so erotic! We looked good together, my creamy skin against his chocolate colored skin.

I was so confused. I still had concerns. Should I really be doing this? I mean, I am a married woman with kids, is this appropriate? How will Mark react to this, will it change our relationship? How would Mark feel watching me with another man, would he be jealous? I didn't want him to get hurt. Things like that ran through my mind.

But at the same time, a married white women being with a black man is so wrong, and that did make it exciting! I felt it would be kind of fun being a "bad girl" for a change! While most women might be bothered by it, I was excited by the idea of being submissive to a strong black man.

Mark and I talked about if I should call James or not. Mark pointed out that if I called him, he would probably expect that I wanted something more than just to dance! We discussed the situation a lot. We talked about how maybe fantasies are best left unfulfilled, and all the trouble seeing James again might bring us. But Mark admitted that he found the idea of me with a black man to be so hot, he just couldn't stop thinking about it, and I confessed how being submissive to a black man like James had consumed my thoughts.

Finally I decided that I was just about ready, but not quite sure, to give myself to a dominant black man, to make myself the pure white prize of a strong African warrior!

After talking it over with Mark again, I finally worked up the courage to give James a call. My heart was POUNDING when I called him! I told him that we planned to go back to the club the coming Friday night and hoped to see him there. He didn't remember me at first, but then he said he was happy that I called and he would probably be there too. 

I couldn't believe I did it!!

I hung up and found myself thinking that I am going out on a date! I was thinking about what to wear, wanting to look good for James, hoping that he showed up! I had butterflies in my stomach as if I was back in high school!

I almost had to pinch myself. I couldn't believe what was happening! I told myself that it was all about fun, adventure, expanding one's comfort zone and breaking some taboos, but I knew I was about to take a step that could never be retracted.

While James really seemed to be interested in me, I had to wonder how interested he could be in a 35 year old mother of two children. Even though I keep myself in great shape, I'm 5'5" and 120 pounds, size six, my breasts aren't what they were when I was seventeen, and my stomach isn't as flat either. While I have this round ass, which I heard black men like, my tits are only a B, and I feel out of proportion. 

And then there's James. Six foot two, toned, muscular, pretty dark and 29! I was a little in disbelief that he actually said me might meet us again.

I decided that all I could do was to make my best efforts to look attractive for him. The first thing would be to go shopping for something sexy.

Shopping was fun! I dropped the kids at my mom's for a bit so I could go to the mall. I went to Victoria's Secret and bought a really cute sexy top, a green silk halter type, revealing but not too wild. From the bust down it is kind of see through. I was daring and bought a pair of low-rise jeans to wear with it. I don't have quite the waist of my youth, but I still looked pretty good in the jeans. To complete the outfit I bought a sexy matching bra and thong set, but I didn't plan to wear the bra; can't wear a bra with that top. 

Trying out the new me, I did something devilish. A salesgirl came up to me and asked if I needed any help and what kind of things I was looking for. So after a few suggestions and trying a couple of things on, I asked, "Do you know if there were any good clubs around to meet black men?"

She blushed, was a little flustered, and didn't know what to say! But she did ask another salesgirl who was near by and she told me the name of one. The second salesgirl looked at my wedding ring and smiled, and I just smiled back and said, "Thank you."

I felt so bad, it was fun! I bet they were talking about me after I left!

That night, I told Mark about what I did in Victoria's Secret during love making. Boy, did it make him horny to hear his wife would do anything so bold. Of course I was the beneficiary!

Thursday night I went to bed before Mark. By the time he walked into our bedroom I was, laying on the bed waiting for him, my legs spread, and I was working that big black dildo in and out of my pussy. I thought Mark's eyes would pop out of his head. Ever since Mark first brought up the idea of me actually having interracial sex, our own sex was incredible!

Friday, I was so excited; I tingled all day. I thought about nothing else but that I would see James again. I wasn't sure what would happen. I didn't know if he would suggest anything or not, and if he did, I wasn't sure what I might do. I just decided that I would follow my instincts if and when that time occurred.

In the afternoon, I had my dirty blond hair cut, lightened and blond streaks added. I liked the way blonder hair highlighted my blue eyes. I got a manicure and pedicure. I didn't think I would be mobbed, but I hoped I would get some looks! 

Mark got home a little late from work. I had just finished giving the kids dinner, but wasn't dressed. I had kept the outfit a surprise for him. He commented on how much he liked my hair and nails. I finished dressing as he dropped the kids off with my mom for the night. When he returned and saw me, Mark's response was great. He took me in his arms and told me I looked sexy as hell! I hoped that James would appreciate my efforts as much.

We got a bite to eat before we drove to the same club as the weekend before. When we got there we sat in a booth, ordered a drink and looked around for James. He wasn't there but arrived about 15 minutes later. He saw us and came over, shook Mark's hand, hugged me, and complimented me on how nice I looked, which made me feel great! We got along wonderfully; he is such a nice guy. We talked and drank like we were old friends. Then he asked me to dance.

Dancing with him was hot, I wasn't nervous like the previous week, and we danced closer and sexier. It just felt so good and so right. I enjoyed people watching us. I felt really sexy. 


Amy's Story Ch. 01



While we were dancing, I told James that I had heard of another club that was good. That was the one the salesgirl from Victoria's Secret had told me about. James said he had been there before and suggested we try it. I said sure, and back at the table, asked Mark if it was OK to go. He agreed and I rode with Mark as we followed James. 

As he drove, Mark asked, "How do you feel?"

"Great!" I responded. 

"You looked sexy as hell dancing with James."

That comment made me feel even sexier!

When we got to the club James took control, he took me by the hand and led me inside. It was so hot to have this strong black man take me in there, and for everyone to see that I was his!!! There were a lot more blacks at the club and that was cool. The music was loud, base was pumping, and the DJ was playing a lot of hip-hop and rap. 

The girls in the club were mostly younger, mid twenties, but there were a few my age too. 

James and I danced a lot, very close, grinding against each other, and I could feel his hard cock against me, and that just got me so hot and wet. With Mark at the table watching, James pulled me close, put his hand on my ass, and kissed me so passionately, I was weak in the knees. As his tongue invaded my mouth and his saliva ran down my throat, I decided right then that I had to have this man have me! I just couldn't help it! 

James had a friend meet us there, and he was HUGE! He was about 6'3"; about 280 lbs, real dark and he had a white girlfriend named Danielle. She was cute and sexy, she looked like the girl next door, but she had on a little miniskirt and a white belly shirt that said "Bitch" on it! I felt overdressed! So many of the women had on little camisole tops, tube tops, thongs sticking out, shaking what they had. The guys certainly loved it! 

The four of us danced some more, and when we got back to the table, Danielle sat on Earl's lap, so I did the same with James. I could feel his cock against my ass and loved every minute. Mark later told me that I was actually glowing!

When James and Earl left us to get more drinks, I took Mark aside, "James said he wants to take me back to Earl's place because he lives close by."

Mark looked serious, "Where do you think this is going?"

I felt myself blushing, "I really like James, and I want to see what will happen." 

"Are you sure?" He asked. "We never talked about anything moving this fast. If we leave here, James will want to fuck you. Do you want to get fucked by him?"

"Yes, Mark. I think I want that!"

"If that's the case, I think a hotel would be safer," replied Mark, always the protector.

"Perhaps you're right, I'll ask James."

When the guys returned, we danced some more. As we danced, I told James what Mark wanted. James was cool with the idea. I don't think James cared where he fucked me. 

I rode over in James' car and Mark followed us. It only took five minutes, and while he drove, I snuggled close and kissed him. I rubbed my hands over him, feeling his big cock through this pants and his strong muscular chest. He is so fucking sexy!!  

We parked, and Mark came over to tell us he'd get the room. He found us making out, kissing and caressing each other. I continued rubbing James' chest and cock while he played with my tits.

I held James' hand as we walked to the room. It was funny, when we got there, I wasn't nervous or anything. 

When we entered the room, James sat on the bed and said, "Mark, why don't you find us something to drink, because we're going to work up a thirst." Then both he started laughing and I found myself laughing right along. 

As soon as Mark was gone, James lay back on the bed and said, "Let me see your tits bitch!" 

I wasn't insulted or anything, I just took off my top because I wanted to please him. I was even proud that he called me bitch!

In response to, "Now, let me see your ass." I stripped off my jeans and turned around for James wearing only my thong underwear, eliciting, "Nice ass bitch!"

I got on to the bed and laid down next to him and began unbuttoned his shirt, I wanted to see his chest, which was very nice. I ran my hands on his chest and abs, mmmmmm, he was muscular, toned and very hard! 

Upon hearing "Ok bitch, now take out my cock," I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off. 

When Mark returned with some sodas, he discovered me orally worshiping the most amazing cock I had ever seen. 

I couldn't believe how big and thick he was!!! I could almost, but not quite get my hand around it. It was the most amazing thing, so black and powerful! I couldn't wait to suck on it as I just love to suck on cock. 

I had to suck it, and lick it! He is very thick and I really had to stretch my mouth and jaw to fit him in, and it just felt so good to have his cock in my mouth. I have always been very oral, and I loved sucking his beautiful black cock and balls. It felt so right and I couldn't get enough.

He was pretty hard already but he did get a little harder as I sucked him, which I found so erotic. It is so sexy to feel a man get hard in your mouth as you suck him. 

James' cock smelled faintly musky, and I noticed how it tasted different from Mark's. I don't know how to describe it, but I thought "each of my men had their own cock taste." 

Each of my men, how that thought pleased me!

I pumped his cock because I couldn't get all of him in my mouth. I also ran my tongue up and down his shaft, feeling the texture of the veins, and around the head to tease him as well as sucking on his big balls.

It was all so hot! 

While I was sucking him, James said, "You're a little slut for black cock, ain't you bitch?"

"You just love sucking black cock."

"You sure a hoe for nigga' cock!" 

It was really driving me crazy and making me even hornier and wanting to please him even more!

After a while James said," You got me ready bitch, now it's time to fuck!"

He got up and Mark gave him a condom. That was when I realized that Mark had been sitting in a chair stroking his cock as he watched us.

By that point, I was so ready to be fucked by this man! I stripped off my thong, lay on my back and opened my legs to him. 

He got on top, towering over me. I took his massive cock and began guiding it into my pussy entrance.

"Please go easy, you're so big," I pleaded.

He laughed and said, "Don't worry I will. All white bitches say that at first!"

True to his word, he worked himself in slowly and I started moaning. I was so wet, he started penetrating me easily.

I felt pain as my pussy was stretched by his thickness, "You're hurting me James!" I cried, but not expecting or wanting him to stop.

He continued slowly inserting the first black cock my white body had ever experienced; the pain was gradually overcome by a feeling of incredible fullness!

After a little while I started feeling more pleasure than ever before in my life!

"Oh god, James, you're stretching me so much!" I cried, but in joy that time. 

His cock was pressing hard against every part of my tight vagina. He was deeper in me than any man had ever been. I was moaning louder as the pain subsided. He felt amazing inside of me!

"I never felt so full!" I cried.

"Do you like my big black nigga' cock bitch?" he demanded

"Yes, yes, I love your big black cock," I echoed back.

I started cumming like I had never cum before.

Wave after wave of orgasm welled up from my vagina and spread in waves throughout my body.

"You my slut, ain't you?" He challenged. "You a little white hoe that love nigga' cock!"

Yes, yes!!" I replied. "I'm your slut; I'm a whore for nigger cock."

"I want more!" I yelled as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Fuck me harder!!"

I loved how easily he could manhandle me, pick me up and treat me like his toy. 

As I pulled him into me with my legs, he started slamming into me hard.

I felt his cock hitting my cervix.

"Tell me what yo want bitch!"

"Please fuck me with your hard, black, nigger cock!"

It wasn't like making love with Mark, it was FUCKING! So animalistic, I loved it! James just kept going, calling me his white slut, asking me if I loved his black nigger cock and I just agreed! It was incredible!!!

My pussy was stretched to its limit and I just started cumming so hard with him inside me. I was in continuous orgasm, orgasms more intense than I had ever before experienced washed over me. Everything became a blur.

Eventually I heard James grunt and I felt him stiffen and slow his pace as he came. Then he rolled off of me and went into the bathroom.

I never before had felt so satisfied. 

Looking over, I saw that Mark had cum too. "Come over here Mark, let me suck your cock," I said. It makes me feel so submissive to look in a man's eyes as I suck on his cock and please him, and at the same time I feel so powerful.

Soon he was rock hard; he hadn't recovered that quickly in a long time. 

"Mark, would you please fuck me?" I asked as I got onto all fours and pointed my swollen pussy in his direction.

Mark began fucking my stretched out pussy. It felt good, even though I felt a little empty after James.

Shortly, James came out of the bathroom and pushed his semi-hard cock in my face. It was another first! It was really exciting to have two cocks in me, but it was particularly nice to suck on James' beautiful cock and get him ready to fuck me again! 

James looked at Mark and said, "Look how much yo wife love nigga' cock."

Even though he had just masturbated, and he was rather lose inside me, Mark didn't last that long. James statement pushed Mark right over the edge, and he came inside me. It was just too much for him to watch me suck on James's cock as he fucked me. 

James was hard again, and I wanted more! "Please James, fuck me some more," I pleaded.

Mark gave him another condom and he too started to fuck me doggie style. Only that time he was lubricated by my husband's own cum in addition to my free flowing sex juices.

He just pounded me hard; it was amazing to be taken that way. 

I could see in us together in the mirror which was across from the bed, over the dresser, and I swear I started cumming because the image I saw was so damn erotic! 

James was pulling on my hair and giving it to me real hard. His balls were slapping against my clit.

I like a man to be a little rough like that, pulling my hair, pulling my nipples. I was in continuous orgasm again, yelling and screaming, "Fuck me harder you nigger!"

He yelled, "How much you want my black cock bitch?"

"I want to drink your nigger load!" I shouted back.

After he was fucking me hard for a little while longer, he pulled out and I turned to him. I took off the condom and began to suck on him.

He grasped a fist full of hair and fucked my mouth until he came.

I tried to take as much of it in my mouth as I could, but some came out and dripped on my chin and tits. That I wiped up with my fingers, then licked my fingers clean. 

I did it just because I thought it was a nasty thing to do, and I wanted to do something nasty. I usually don't swallow Mark when he comes in my mouth, and there was Mark watching me greedily licking up nigger cum!

Shortly afterwards James got dressed and we talked briefly how much we all enjoyed ourselves. I was definitely on a sexually high, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. 

James gave me a deep kiss, and then he left. Mark and I stayed for a little bit, snuggled and talked about how erotic it all was. I also wanted make sure he was OK with what had just happened, and I needed his reassurance that after seeing his wife act like a slut for black cock that he still loved me! 

He called me the sexiest woman on earth and assured me that he did indeed still love me!

It was the best!!!

This story will continue with Amy's Surrender.

We hope you liked it. Feedback is appreciated.



Amy's Story Ch. 02



Dear reader, this is the sequel to Amy's Awakening, a true story relating the experience of a couple as they discover and explore interracial sex.

Amy's Story Part 2: Amy's Surrender

I woke up still glowing from the previous night even though my vagina and jaw were sore from James' huge cock.

I had the fantasy for such a long time; it was hard to believe that I actually got to live it out! Best yet, my husband Mark was elated, and I was so glad to have such a great and understanding husband!

Actually the previous night was even better than my fantasies could have allowed. The sex was incredible! It was so much more intense than I ever imagined it could be. When James was fucking me, it was sensory overload. I had no idea what would happen. I also had to admit there were some definite thoughts and emotions that were very confusing and at the same time very exciting! I felt so much pleasure and ecstasy when he was fucking me that I would have agreed to just about anything just so he wouldn't stop!

I just remembered cumming so much, loving the feel of his black cock in my mouth and pussy. When he first entered me, it hurt because he is so thick. I didn't think I was a black cock slut yet, but I certainly behaved like one the previous night! 

It was like I had no inhibitions and yes, the orgasms were very intense. I think it was the thickness of his cock. He was longer than Mark, I even felt him near my cervix; no one had ever been so deep before! But it was how thick he was that made me cum so hard and feel so full! It was amazing! 

I also loved how he spoke dirty to me as he fucked me, asking me how I liked his big black cock, making me say that I was a white slut for nigger cock, telling me that I was his bitch! I was proud that I was his bitch and wanted him to fuck me harder and I begged him to. I felt I needed to be submissive to James. It made me feel sexy, and there was something about giving myself to him that made me feel something amazing I just couldn't explain. 

It's funny, for the longest time I looked down on women who dressed or acted slutty, but after being with James I understood why they do it! It is fun to be bad! I was kind of surprised when the white girlfriend of James' friend met us wearing that "Bitch" t-shirt. After a night with James, I understood. I no longer regarded the terms "bitch" or "slut" to be negative anymore. A week before I never even uttered the word "nigger", but after being with James, he and his friend used it so frequently, it just rolled off the tongue. I loved the idea that he brought out the slut in me. Isn't that bad? I had become his white bitch! 

Oh, and what a specimen of a man James was. I figured that if you are going to have a black man for a lover, you might as well have one that is built like a god. James was muscular, but not overly so, tall, handsome and dark. I got wet just thinking about it! It was driving me crazy. Nobody had any idea how badly I wanted James again; I was starting to think that I was addicted, because all I could think about was being a slut for a big black cock! 

Yes, that was it; he was my black Adonis. 

I felt that we were meant to be together. I think most women are wired to be submissive to a dominant alpha male, but many are afraid to admit that to themselves because society has said that they shouldn't. Who is more dominant than a large, powerful black man? They just have this presence about them that is amazing. And while I love Mark—he is my husband and, along with my children, the most important thing in my life—I realized that after my experience of the previous night, there was a special bond between James and me that I could not deny. While I knew I'd always enjoy lovemaking with Mark, with James it was different. He carried me to a level of sexual ecstasy that Mark simple was not physically capable of matching. James unleashed in me something totally different. I just needed him so badly; I wanted to please him so much!

I couldn't stop thinking about James. It hurt not to be near him, and I was thinking about calling him just to hear the mellow, baritone sound of his voice. I really wanted to get together with him again that weekend. It wasn't just the amazing sex; it was how I felt when I was with him, dressing sexy for him, dancing with him, being held in his strong black arms, having others see me with him. I know that sounds like a silly teenage girl, but I couldn't help it. I didn't think I could say that I was in love with James, but certainly I was in lust with him! 

When I was getting fucked by James last Friday night I was in a state of so much pleasure and ecstasy that I would have agreed to just about anything just so he would keep fucking me! I was so confused at that point, but on the other hand, it was all good! I forced myself to let things settle down and discuss my feeling with Mark before I called. 

Mark and I had a very frank discussion that Monday night. I told him, "Mark I think I'm in lust with James. I can't get Friday night out of my mind. The whole thing was so erotic. I loved the hot sex between James and me and that I loved everything about it. I loved being James' bitch! He made me feel so sexy and desirable."

Mark responded, "I am amazed that it ever happened. I was also surprised how much you enjoyed it. It was incredibly erotic. I loved watching you, and I'm proud of you for having the courage to go through with it. I'm just happy that you enjoyed it as much as you did. I think you're incredibly sexy just for doing it. It is so hot to have a sexy wife who is becoming more sexually uninhibited!"

I asked him, "Is it alright with you if I continued to see James?"

He replied, "Hell yes, if that is what you want." 

I added, "I might get together with James by myself sometime, if that is OK with you?"

His answer was, "I'm OK with that, as long as we keep things honest and in the open, and you never lie to me about your relationship with him." 

I felt so lucky; I had a great husband whom I loved and a big black stud to give me incredible sex. What more could a girl ask for? Mark enjoyed seeing me be submissive to a black man; it is such a turn on for him. I planned be the best slut I could be for James, because I figured if I did that, it will please both my men. 

I did have to admit to myself that I also felt a little insecure. James could have any woman he wanted, but it was with me he chose to spend last Friday night. I'm six years older than he, and my body wasn't what it was when I was in my twenties and before two children. 

I know he finds it attractive to be fucking another man's white wife. It also pleased him, that for him, I'm a wanton slut. I realized that if I was to keep his interest, I would have to be the best white bitch and slut I could be. By doing that, I hoped that he would crave more! I knew I wouldn't know what the boundaries would be until I came to them, but I'd had already crossed ones that I never thought I would! I wondered where this would lead.

After my serious discussion with Mark, I called James and he agreed to meet me at the mall for lunch to talk about where we might be going with this thing. 

We met at the food court and had a quick bite to eat. We talked and we agreed that we had a great time together on Friday, that the sex was amazing. I told him that I definitely wanted to see him again and that I wanted to be his bitch. He smiled when I said that and he said that he would like that too. 

I also told him that Mark was my husband and that he couldn't ask me to betray him or lie to him in any way. I said that there would be times that Mark would be there, and if he didn't like that then the whole thing was off, and he was OK with that. I asked him if he had any girlfriends and he smiled again and said that there were a few women he saw from time to time. I told him that he couldn't fuck me without a condom until he was tested, and he said we would figure something out. 

We didn't have that much time because we both had to get back after about one hour, but we did a little shopping which was very great. We found a store that had some sexy outfits and he picked out a small white t-shirt for me that said "porn star" on it, and I found a little black mini-skirt to go with it. I didn't find a pair of shoes that I liked, but I had found a website that has some really slutty shoes, so I figured I could pick something from there. 

We did get a few looks from some people at the mall which made me feel naughty! People had no trouble seeing my wedding ring and that James wasn't wearing one. On top of that, there we were buying slutty clothing.

Anyway, before we left, I was so wet and horny that I walked back to James' car with him. As I got in with him, he questioned, "You here to suck some nigga cock, bitch?" 

"I'm here to suck my nigger's cock," I replied as I fished his penis out of his pants.

All the time as I worked on him, he was saying, "it feel real good to have a white slut sucking on my nigga cock" or "that's it, suck your nigga's cock bitch" or "you such a good cocksucker, you love sucking black cock, don't you?" 

When we're just talking, James talks normally, but during sex, he uses street language and his words made me even hornier.

And all the while I was sucking him, he was fondling my tits.

One time he said, "You love sucking my black dick so 'cause you my white bitch, ain't you?" 

All I could do was nod my affirmation, but how my heart jumped when he called me HIS white bitch.

When he came, I was able to swallow most of his cum, with only a little dribbling on my chin and blouse, making a little mess. I had come to crave the slightly salty taste of his semen. 

I loved feeling his cock in my mouth; I loved its musky scent. I missed it and I loved sucking him off right there in the parking lot in broad daylight. I had never imagined I would do such a thing, but on the spur of the moment, I just did it. I had to admit it; I had become a full-blown slut for black cock!

Later that night, after the kids were in bed, I put on the slutty outfit James helped me pick out. I modeled it for Mark. That's when I told him about sucking James off in the parking lot. He got so horny; we had some great sex.

It is so wonderful being able to share it all with Mark. There was no one else I could talk to about it. It would scandalize everybody else I knew so much. I couldn't imagine my friends' husbands letting them go black.

The mall was so exciting; I couldn't wait for the weekend. I was so horny for James and wanting to feel his cock inside of me. I thought of James all of the time, being with him, pleasing him, just being his slut. I just hoped that Mark would continue to stay OK with all of it and it didn't get too far out of hand. It scared me sometimes to think of how much I had changed in so short a time. 

I decided not to wear panties that next Friday night; it felt so bad not wearing panties with a short skirt, and I was tired of being the good girl, and wanted to be real bad. To keep things interesting, I decided not to tell Mark ahead of time. I think teasing the husband is hot, showing off in front of him, that kind of thing. You only go through this crazy thing called life once, so you might as well live it to the fullest and try not to have too many regrets.

Friday night finally arrived. As we walked to the door of the club where we were to meet James, I thought of just how much my life had changed in two weeks. It was only two Fridays ago that I had nervously accompanied Mark into a dance club full of white people with the thought that I might possibly dance with a man other than my husband. 

Two weeks later, I was calmly walking into a predominantly black club dressed as a wanton slut. It was a club that catered to white women craving black sex. I smiled to myself as I thought how surprised Mark would be when I whisper to him that I wasn't wearing panties. I thought how sexy and vulnerable I would feel in a club filled with rutting Negro bucks. And I savored how pleased I would make James when he discovered my little secret. 

I was feeling pretty confident as we walked into the club. Just as we entered, I told Mark that I was naked under the slutty little outfit I wore. The shocked look on his face was priceless. I saw James near the bar and went right over to him and I kissed him. The kiss was very long, deep and passionate. It was hot to kiss him in public like that in front of my husband and others, and mmmmmm it was so good to feel his sexy body again. 

Dancing with James, almost exposed as I was, was very hot. Just to be out with no panties, very liberating and slutty. It didn't take long before I was wet.

We danced for about a half hour or so before James said, "We've been here long enough. I'm going to take you to my place so I can fuck my white bitch." Sweeter words I'd never heard.

Mark and I had previously agreed that we would go to James' place if it felt right, and it sure felt right to me. I rode in James car and Mark followed us. 

I slid next to James and wasted no time getting his cock out and began sucking on it as he drove. Goddamn, I love sucking that monster cock. He played with my tits until I said, "Reach down between my legs."

I delighted in the feel of his hand as he placed it first on my thigh then slid it up under my mini skirt until he discovered my naked pussy. 

"Damn, you sure a horny white bitch!" he exclaimed as he began working two fingers inside me. 

As Mark followed in our car, I continued sucking James as he finger fucked me and drove. Soon I started to cum, not explosively the way I cum from his thick cock, but in pleasant little "pops" that center on my clit and then tingle their way across my body, like stones leave wakes in still waters. It was oh so pleasurable, but it also made me even hornier, longing for the gut wrenching orgasms I knew I would soon be experiencing.

In about 15 minutes, we were at James' house. He hadn't cum and I was horny as hell. Mark followed us inside what was a small house, nice, clean and very masculine. 

We had only walked through the door when James made it known he wanted me naked, "Take off your clothes, bitch." 

James sat on the couch and watched. Mark didn't say anything as I gladly slipped of the miniskirt and top and stood there just in my heels. 

James called me to him, "Come here you little white whore!" 

As I walked over to him, he slapped my ass hard enough to leave a stinging red welt from his hand and said, "Suck my black, nigga cock, bitch."

Of course I quickly got on my knees, took out his cock and began running my tongue around the head. I loved how my saliva made his dark cock even blacker. I engulfed as much of his penis as I could and sucked it as deeply into my mouth as I could manage. As I sucked and licked his beautiful thick cock, James disrobed. Then I lay across James' lap on the coach while Mark sat across from us, watching and stroking his cock. Every now and then, James would slap my ass again and tell me what a slut for black cock I was. 

Mark came watching us, but James held back.

James got up after a little bit and surprised me when he came back from another room with some pot. He offered some to Mark, but he just said no thanks.

James started smoking as I continued sucking him. Then he offered me some. I guess I was caught up in the moment and accepted. 

I took the "bone" as James called it and tried it. I had never smoked anything at all before, and as a result, I hacked and coughed at the very first toke. 

It took a little time to get the hang of it, taking a hit and holding it. 

Soon I was mellow and light-headed. I also felt so sexy and bad, smoking weed and sucking on a big black cock in front of my husband. What a rush! 

I could tell from the way Mark looked at me that he was shocked. Knowing me for as long as he had, he knew that I am not much of a drinker and had never tried drugs; I was always the "good girl."

But I didn't want to be a good girl that night. I was definitely mellowed out and didn't care. We continued that for a while, me sucking James, him smoking the bone and every once in a while he would give it back to me and I would smoke some. 

The whole situation made me so horny, alternating my sucking his cock and smoking pot, having my husband watching me, just being a nasty slut! I felt very submissive when James smacked my ass. He was definitely showing both Mark and me that I was his, and that turned me on so. 

After a while, James said, "Bitch we're goin' ta the bedroom; I'm gonna fuck you."

As he led me toward his bedroom, Mark started to follow. Turning to Mark, James said, "I want to be alone with your whore wife, and the slut wants to be alone with me."

Mark began to protest, "I really want to watch you fuck her."

James responded, "Too bad, I don't want you in there!" and glared at him. Mark backed off.

I said nothing; I didn't think it my place, but I was so excited that James was making a claim on me.

When we were in the bedroom with the door closed, he said, "Git on all fours bitch. I'm goin' ta fuck you like a dog. I won't be wearin' no fucking rubber either. If you wanna feel my nigga cock inside you, it's going to be my bare, black cock inside your bare white pussy. Tell me you want me ta fuck you bare bitch!"

I was scared, but so damn, fucking horny that I didn't care! I had to feel him inside me, filling me up!

Needing to have that big black cock, I said, "I'm your white slut, I want you to fuck me bare."

He didn't penetrate me slowly as he did the first time; he just positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy and plunged in as deeply as he could. I was so horny and wet; there was no pain as there was the first time. I guess I was still stretched out from last week too.

Then fucked me so hard. 

He grabbed my hair and slapped my ass a few more times as he punished my pussy with his long, thick cock. 

It was the best sex of my life.

The entire experience was just incredible, feeling him inside me, his big huge cock filing me, stretching me, the pot, being alone with him. 

Almost from his first stroke, I was overwhelmed by those incredibly strong, continuous orgasms that only a thick black cock can give me. 

I was moaning so loudly I was sure Mark had no trouble hearing my ecstasy, and all the while James was slapping my ass and calling me his bitch, whore and slut, and I was answering that I was HIS bitch, whore and slut, and calling him MY nigger.

I was crying out, "Fuck me harder, you nigger!" 

He was happy to oblige as he started ramming into me as hard as he could, yelling, "You' such a fucking white slut!"

Then James slowed his pace, pushed as deep into me as he could, and moaned loudly as I felt him shoot his big, hot load inside me. He was filling me up with his black seed. 

After he was done pumping cum into me, he pulled out and commanded, "Suck my nigga cock clean and git me hard again." 

He lay on the bed and I lay next to him so I could take him into my mouth. It was a different taste and smell with both of us on his cock, but I didn't mind. Actually, I was excited to do it.

I licked his cock and balls until I had consumed all our mingled cum. He lifted up at his hips, and as I was sucking his balls he said, "Move your tongue ta my asshole an lick it."

I hesitated for a moment but went ahead and did what he commanded. I had read some stories about women doing it, and I so wanted to please him. 

He was very clean and it was fun hearing how much pleasure I gave him as I ran my tongue along the crack and then into his asshole which tasted just a little acrid.

He then got on this knees and I got behind him so I could lick him some more and pump his cock at the same time; he really liked that. 




Amy's Story Ch. 02



He was moaning loudly and saying, "That feel sooo good! You really know how ta lick a nigga's ass."

I was in such a trance, in a state where I was like a sex machine, wanting to have pleasure and give him pleasure. At that point, there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for him!

I just did it and got him hard again so he could fuck me some more. 

I was so proud of myself that I could get him hard so quickly and get him so hard with my tongue. It all was very hot. 

Then he lay back with his stiff cock up in the air. Neither of us said anything, I just straddled his hips and lowered myself onto his marvelous black shaft I was mesmerized as I watched his black pole being engulfed by my pale body. I sank down upon him until all eight inches of him was fully inside of me, what a feeling.

Then I rode him as hard as I could with my tits bouncing. 

While on top, I could get him even deeper, and it made me feel so full. I loved it. 

I had my hands resting on his chest, and he was either playing with my tits or holding me by my waist and lifting me up and down.

I was soon in constant orgasm again as I started arching my back and rolling my hips around James' amazing cock.

"I love to ride your black cock this way!" I cried.

"Ride my black bone, bitch!" he commanded.

"I love... to feel it... so deep inside me."

"Take it all...like the hoe you be!"

"I love to...fuck you like this!"

It was overwhelming when he finally came and shot his load deep inside of me. I felt his hot, black sperm shoot into my vagina right at the entrance of my womb. 

It was amazing! 

James quickly rolled me off of him and walked out of the bedroom.

"Mark, come in here!" he ordered.

Mark entered the room and saw me on the bed. 

As he looked at Mark, James said to me, "Bitch, spread your legs and show him the cum in your pussy!" 

I did as commanded; it felt so bad and nasty. I could see the shocked look on Mark's face and that he was not happy.

"What did you do to her?" Mark asked anger rising.

James replied, "She's a slut fa nigga cock, and it's what your whore wife wanted."

I could see the surprise and disappointment as he asked, "Why did you let him do that? Is it what you really wanted?"

"Yes. I had to feel it that way; it was what I wanted." I confessed. "I just couldn't help it, but I needed it."

I didn't want to make Mark unhappy, but I had needed to have James inside me so badly, and it was the most fabulous sex I had ever had.

I was glad I had done it, and I knew I would be doing it again.

Then in front of my husband, as I lay on the bed with Negro semen leaking from my pussy, I turned to James and said, "I want to get my nipples pierced for you." 

James laughed as he replied, "We'll see about that, and maybe I'll get you a tattoo too."

That was the first Mark heard of my desire. I could see by the look on his face that I had caught him off balance. 

While I didn't want to hurt him, I was thrilled with how wrong and bad it was, what I had just said. What I had told James, I had never discussed with my husband.

Mark asked, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"I'll certainly consider it," I replied.

After all that I got dressed, and as we left I gave James a deep goodbye kiss and said, "I'll call soon."

Mark was visibly upset about what happened, and he didn't speak until we got into the car. Then he said, "You're crazy to let him fuck you without a condom!" 

I responded, "Everything's OK. James doesn't want STDs any more than I do, so I trust him to be careful."

Then I followed up with, "You know it's you I love."

I leaned over and paced my hand on his cock through his pants. While he was angry and upset with me, he was also excited. He let me suck on him as he drove us home. 

It wasn't long before he tensed and came in my mouth. Mark doesn't cum in the quantity that James does, so I had no trouble catching and swallowing his hot load. Then I sucked him dry.

That next morning Mark and I had a long discussion. He was being a little distant. He explained just how conflicted and confused he was. On one hand, he found it very hot to see me dressing so sexy and being so wanton with James. On the other hand, seeing me smoking pot and having unprotected sex both scared and excited him. He also confessed experiencing some feelings of jealousy. A part of him was wondering if what we were doing was the right thing to do. Since I had always been conservative and straight-laced what I did was so surprising to him. 

He did acknowledge that after seeing me with James, he was convinced that women were hard-wired to be submissive to a dominant, black alpha male, and how it was strangely hot to see such a man take his wife! He admitted he could see that I was definitely enjoying myself from the good sex that James was giving me. 

He also said he realized that with James it was just sex and that I loved him and our family, and that I was not willing to mess that up. That made it easier for him. We agreed that we would just have to see where and how this thing we were involved with would go. 

Then I told Mark about licking James asshole. Mark thought it was very nasty and it definitely turned him on.

After our discussion, he had calmed down some, and we agreed to talk more about what was going on. I felt that he just had to realize how much I was enjoying myself.

Later in the day, I called James. Then I talked to Mark and told him that I wanted to go see James by myself. He was a little concerned, but I told him that everything was OK and that I would tell him everything when I got back.

I drove to James' house in the late afternoon. I wore my low-rise jeans that I bought a couple of weeks ago and a cute little top that James bought for me. It was short, showed some of my belly, with spaghetti straps, black with sparkly lettering reading "Playa." It looked hot! Of course I wore neither panties nor bra. I thought that it was hot that if I bent over in my jeans that you could see my ass. 

It was fun going over there. I just loved how good it felt pulling into his driveway. As I walked in the door, James kissed me passionately, grabbing my ass as he slid his tongue in my mouth, causing my heart to race and making me wet just to be in his strong arms again.

We sat on the couch and watched some of the NCAA basketball play offs and smoked a little weed from "the chronic" as James called it. He said he wanted to get me a top that says "the chronic" with a pot leaf on it.

I was feeling light-headed and mellow when James said, "Earl might stop by later."

I asked, "If he comes by, can I suck is cock?" Earl's such a big man, I couldn't help wonder if his cock was equally big. 

James laughed, "Sure. You are a bitch that loves sucking black cock, aren't you?"

"Yes," I admitted. "I'm just a black cock slut." I loved saying those words to James.

I realized at that point that James was my sexual master. I never mentioned anything to Mark about sucking a man other than James, let alone asking his permission. And it all felt good.

When Earl arrived, James said, "This white whore wants to suck your nigger cock."

Earl smiled, "She does, does she? I'd love to have her white slut lips wrapped around my big, black dick."

Smiling, he dropped his pants, "Come here, bitch. Suck on a real cock."

I got right on my knees, stretched my lips around his black head and started sucking. Not being able to get much of him in my mouth, I also pumped his shaft with my hand. 

He was a little bigger than James even, and his cock was even blacker than he was. 

Earl said, "You sure a good white cocksucker!" It pleased me to hear him say that. 

I love the idea of being such a slut and having Mark see me suck nigger cock and drinking their cum. And I also loved sucking cock with James watching. I noticed that Earl smelled and taste different from James too. I was becoming a connoisseur of black cocks. 

It was hot to think that it was I who was pleasing Earl instead of his beautiful white girlfriend Danielle. It made me feel nasty.

Before long Earl tensed and started cumming, "That's it bitch, swallow my nigga cum."

I was getting better at swallowing the huge loads of cum black men produce. I only got a little on my chin, which I licked right up, as I sucked and swallowed all he could pump into my mouth.

I went right over to James afterwards and knelt down and took out his cock for him. He had gotten real hard watching me. I am such an oral person and I have always loved sucking cock ever since the first time I did it. And I discovered I love sucking black cock even more, it's so damn hot, I just love pleasing James.

Soon James was cumming and I was gulping down his seed as fast as he could pump it into my mouth. I knew I was getting better at handling black men cumming because I didn't get any on my clothes.

After I fixed up my makeup and hair, we went to the club. There we met Earl's white bitch, Danielle. She was wearing a very tight, very short skirt that showed off her big tits and ass. We just danced, had a couple of drinks, nothing out of the ordinary for me anymore. I danced pretty sexy with James, rubbing up against him and teasing him which was fun. It was fun to be there without Mark so everyone there could see James and me together and know that I was his "bitch". While in some ways that was very liberating, I did miss showing off for Mark.

After we danced for an hour or so, James took me back to his place. As we drove, I was stroking his cock and licking it some and he was playing with my tits. He actually had me take off my top so he could more easily play with them.

When we arrived, I just left my top off to walk inside. It got me hot walking into his house topless, silly I know but it did. 

Once in James' bedroom, I took off my jeans and undressed James. I so love undressing him, revealing the black, muscular, naked body of my Adonis. 

Then we started kissing and caressing each other. James sucked on my tits, that got me very hot, especially the skin contrast. I couldn't get enough of watching his full lips engulf my nipples. 

Then I sucked on his cock some to get him really hard for me.

We are both pretty vocal during sex, I love to talk dirty and I love hearing James tell me what to do or telling me to suck his big black cock, asking me to tell him that I am a white bitch who loves black cock, that I can't get enough. 

God, I get wet just thinking about it.

Then he proceeded to fuck me real good. He started by commanding, "Git on all fours, bitch."

Working behind me, he maneuvered his cock to the entrance of my pussy and drove full depth inside me. I was so wet that, while I definitely felt him stretching me, it wasn't uncomfortable. I was probably still stretched out from the previous night too.

"Tell me what you want, slut," he ordered as he slapped my ass a few times while he was fucking me.

"I want you to fuck me...hard...you black nigger bastard!" I yelled back. 

I love feeling his big black cock inside my tight pussy, it's the best. 

He pounded me real hard and was in control. He had his hands on my hips forcefully pulling me into him with each thrust, which I liked. 

He smacked me a few more times, but not very hard, just enough to get my attention. He also knows that I like it when he pulls my hair.

I came almost instantly.

I started cumming, experiencing those super intense, body consuming orgasms that only James can give me.

Orgasms that take my breath away and grow in intensity the longer and harder he fucks me.

I lost all track of time. Then he buried himself to the hilt and I felt that marvelous feeling of huge amounts of hot black semen pumping into me. 

With that, my cumming reached a crescendo of ecstasy as James and I joined in a chorus of loud moans.

There is no comparison of the orgasms that James gives me to the ones Mark gives me. I love Mark and he is a good lover, but it's just not the same. The intensity with which James fucks me and the orgasms are just so powerful.

We collapsed upon each other, spent for the moment.

The room smelled the smell of lovers' musk and my cummy pussy smells; smells reinforcing the smells from the night before. Smells of the two of us that were beginning to permeate the room where our sexual activity had taken place.

We snuggled for a bit, kissing and caressing. I just loved to feel his big strong body and muscles. I kissed his chest, sucked his nipples and then worked my way down past his navel to his cock. 

I just love to look at it, stroke it, play with it and suck it. It's like it has a life of its own, and it's like I am hypnotized by it; it's just so big and thick. 

Soon he was hard for me again.

I just climbed on top of him and lowered myself onto his throbbing cock. It was very similar to the first time that I rode him. I felt incredibly full with his cock deep inside me. 

I bounced up and down as fast as I could on top of that big black dick, forcing him into me as deeply as I possibly could. It was very sexy. 

How good he felt, filling me, sending me right back to orgasmic Nirvana.

He placed his large, black hands over my creamy white tits, and began pinching my nipples, just enough to make my orgasms even stronger, which I didn't think possible.

Then he moaned loudly and grunted, "I'm cummin....I'm gonna shoot deep... in your pussy."

I can't explain how hot those words made me!! "Yes...cum in me...give me your nigger seed."

I felt his cock pulsing deep inside as his hot sperm invaded my body.

We lay in bed for a while, kissed some and then I got dressed. I cleaned myself up just enough so I wouldn't be leaking out all over the place. I wasn't wearing any panties and didn't want it all over my jeans.

When I got home around midnight, I crawled into bed with Mark. I was still wet and sticky with James semen as I told him about my day and everything I did. Then I sucked his cock for him until he came, he was very turned on hearing what I did. I think he liked it.

Mark's needs satiated, I snuggled against him as I lay in bed thinking about the past two days. They were even better than the previous weekend, which I never would have thought possible.

I was a nasty slut both nights. I just loved getting fucked by that big black cock, I couldn't get enough. I loved the fact that James and I got to spend a good deal of the past day together, at his place and dancing at the club. 

James made me feel so free, sexual and desirable. When I was with him he made me feel like the most beautiful, sexy woman in the world. Other women are envious of me when we are together.

I was concerned about the conflict the last two days caused Mark, but he just had to realize how much I was enjoying myself. I guessed that we would have to see where this relationship with James went. I knew that he was fun to be with, that he made me feel very sexy, desirable and that the sex was incredible. 

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Amy's Story Ch. 03



"How you like it bitch?" James demanded.

He slapped my ass a few more times.

"I love your...big black cock!" I responded. "Fuck me harder...with your big...black...nigger cock!"

I felt that James couldn't fuck me hard enough. He pulled more on my hair and really pounded me! "Do you love that?" he challenged.

"Yes, I love it! I love it so much! I love...how you fill me up! I love...how you stretch me! Oh God, James...I love you!"

He was pounding me hard and I kept shouting, "I love you James, I love you!"

To which he replied in a subdued voice, "I know you love me baby!"

Then I felt James blow his hot seed deep inside me.

Mark was shocked when he heard me profess my love for James. He was surprised and jealous, but that didn't stop him from blowing his load!

On the drive home, Mark asked, "Do you really love James?"

I told him, "I couldn't help what I said. You have to understand that. I was a little high and in such ecstasy that words just came out."

I tried to reassure him that I loved him, and that with James it was just sex. I wasn't sure he was convinced. Actually, I wasn't convinced myself.

Later we talked more. Mark told me he didn't know how to feel about it. He said how it hurt him hearing me tell another man I loved him, particularly a man I found sexually attractive. 

I told him not to be upset, that he was the one that I truly loved, and that what I said to James I said in the heat of passion. I told him my feelings for James were only physical. I explained how we have an emotional bond, a deep and special love that I did not share with James. 

Mark told me he still didn't know what to think, but that he could see I was very happy. He said that he liked the "new" Amy, and loved watching me with James.

I thought about my new situation a lot. I recalled how I described my feelings for James as lust compared to my feelings of love for Mark. I thought about how I loved being with James, how he made me feel, how amazing the sex was. I told myself that it was just physical and just not the same as the love I had with Mark. 

However, I had to admit to myself that I had developed a strong emotional connection with James. I thought about him all the time; I talked with him every day. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the feelings I had for James just couldn't be brushed off as pure sex.

It gradually dawned on me that what I said to James in the heat of passion as he was fucking me was the way I truly felt toward him. I could no longer deceive myself; in spite of my protestations that my feelings for him were only sexual, I had to acknowledge that I had fallen in love with my black Adonis!

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Amy's Story Ch. 04



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I wasn't planning to see James Friday night, but he made a "booty call". He was horny and said he wanted me to stop by and that he really wanted to fuck me. It might seem silly, but it makes me so proud to know that when my nigger is horny, I'm the white bitch he calls! I know he has other women, but that he calls me to satisfy him is so gratifying. 

I told my husband Mark that James called and what he wanted, and that I would be going there by myself. He was disappointed at not being able to witness my debasement, but understood that sometimes I just want it to be James and me, and he was OK with that.

When I am alone with James I feel so free. It's like we are the only two people in the world and I am his white princess to do with as he pleases. James is much more possessive and dominant when we are alone. 

I didn't wear anything sexy, just jeans and a sweater; after all, it was cool out, and I knew I wouldn't be in my clothes for long. I did put on a sexy bra and thong though just for James. 

I no sooner let myself into his house than I jumped into his arms, kissing him passionately. I so love to feel his strong black arms holding me. I also love when we kiss like that, his tongue invading my mouth, my tongue responding. It was the first time he kissed me that way that I knew I had to give myself to him. 

After breaking our kiss, I said, "God, James, I've missed you so badly. You don't know how much I want you."

"I missed you too, baby, "he responded. "I can't wait to fuck your tight, white pussy."

He simultaneously started pulling off my sweater and leading me to his bedroom. As soon as my arms were freed, I pulled off his shit. Then he started unfastening my jeans. By the time we reached his bed, we were both naked, a trail of clothing marking our passage.

We kind of landed in bed, our bodies intertwined in a contrast of black and white flesh. We lay there a little while kissing, caressing each other. James sucked on my tits which I love so much. To see his dark skin against my pale skin is so erotic. He is also mesmerized by my nipples. They are thicker than normal, and when I'm excited, are at least half an inch long. He just loves to suck and nip on them.

I was grabbing and stroking his cock, feeling it start to grow hard in my hands. That's when I moved down to begin servicing him with my mouth.

I have always loved to suck cock. I don't know what it is, but I love the feeling of a hard cock in my mouth, sucking the head, running my tongue along the head and shaft, feeling a guy get hard in my mouth, mmmmmmm.

As soon as I had him rock hard, I got up on all fours and begged him, "Fuck me hard James. Fuck my tight white pussy with your big, black cock."

James got behind me. "Sure thing baby. I'm goin to fuck your tight white pussy till you have trouble walkin."

Momentarily I felt the head of his penis slowly parting my labia as he guided it toward its natural sheath. I was already so wet, no further foreplay was needed. I had actually gotten wet just driving over to his place, knowing what awaited me.

I uttered a soft moan as I felt his cock swiftly filling me, stretching my vagina to accommodate his thickness. 

Then he started pumping into me hot, fast and hard. He grabbed hold of my hair, which I love him to do, and slapped my ass. 

He was very rough with me. It was all so animalistic. I love being taken that way!

As he hammered me, he started dirty talking,"Bitch, tell me how much you love my big, black cock."

"Oh god...I love your black cock," I managed to get out.

"Whose you nigga bitch?"

"You're my nigger," I responded.

"You're such a slut; you can't get enough of my nigga cock can you?" 

"No, I can't...I'm a slut...for black cock."

After just a few minutes, my low moans of contentment became louder as I started cumming. 

I was cumming, gripped by those orgasms that that only James can give me, orgasms to which I had become addicted.

Even though he felt me go into almost continuous orgasm, James continued, "Your little dicked white husband can't satisfy you like I can.

Can he?" reinforced by a sharp tug on my hair and slap on my ass.

"No...he can't." I got out between orgasms.

"No one can make me cum...like you can."

It was all very raw and wild, much more so than when Mark is present.

After a while, James stopped. With a final stinging slap on my ass, he said, "Suck my black cock bitch!"

Coming down from my orgasmic high, I obediently turned around and started licking and sucking him.

He hadn't cum, so what I tasted was my own pussy juice. He smelled of me, that musky smell of pussy cum. I actually found it exciting!

He lay on his back as I licked his cock clean, working my tongue down that beautiful black cock shaft I so love to worship orally.

I got down to his balls, licking and sucking them, pulling an entire testicle into my mouth at a time. 

James was moaning contentedly, "You sure are a white slut for black cock"

I love sucking any cock, but love sucking James' cock best. There isn't anything I wouldn't do to please him.

The first time he had to tell me to do it, but I now willingly lick his ass hole. I started moving my tongue down his ass crack. He raised his hips. I worked my tongue down until I reached his rose bud and worked the tip of my tongue inside.

James moaned loudly, "you are a real freak girl!'

I experienced the slightly acrid taste of his ass.

Just a few weeks ago, I would never have dreamed of doing what I was doing for anybody, not for my husband, not for anybody. But, I realized I would do for black men things I never thought I would ever do. I loved James so much; I willingly reamed his ass because I saw how excited and hard it makes him. 

I felt I needed to please him as none of his other bitches would.

When I pulled my tongue from his ass hole, he rolled us both over and straddled my chest. He began titty fucking me. I sucked his cock while he squeezed my size B tits together to get them around his thick shaft.

It all felt wonderful. The friction of the shaft of his cock against my nipples felt like little sparks were flying.

Finally he moved down and began fucking me missionary style. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me as deeply as possible.

"Yes, please fuck me some more," I begged.

"You're just a white whore for nigga cock," he replied as he slid himself deep into my very wet vagina.

"I love your black cock.

I love it when you take me this way.

Oh James, I love you so much!"

I was soon moaning and trembling all over from orgasms that started at the core of my vagina and spread to the tips of my toes and fingers. 

Then I heard, "I'm cummin baby!"

And I felt the blast of his hot, black seed deep in my vagina.

James cums so much, he just came and came, filling my vagina with a volume of sperm as no other man has ever done.

After the contractions of my vagina had milked the last of his seed from him, he collapsed on top of me, his sweaty chest against mine. 

After a bit, James got out his pipe and we smoked a little weed. I'd really come to enjoy smoking dope while having sex with James. It makes me all light headed and mellow. I sure don't need anything to make me less inhibited with him.

Then we cuddled and played with each other. He played with my tits and I played with his huge black cock. I just love to stroke, lick, suck and just play with his cock. It is so beautiful and big. Sometimes I just can't believe it's real. It is so thick, I love to hold it in my hand, feel it, look at it; I just can't get enough of it. It's like I am addicted to it, which I had come to believe I was.

Since James was going to meet some friends later, he suggested we take a shower. 

We just carried our playing to the shower. It was quite fun lathering up each other's body parts. Hands and fingers were everywhere. By the time James was done lathering me, I had soap in both my pussy and ass.

I of course managed to lather him hard again. So, he just bent me over and started fucking me hard from behind, kind of holding me up a little by the hips. 

I soon was cumming with my face and torso pressed against the tile. 

It's amazing how quickly and hard I cum with James; almost as if it's a conditioned response.

All the time he was pounding me, water was running over us. It was another first for James to take me in he shower like that.

It wasn't long before my vagina was again filled with Negro semen.

After the shower we both recovered our clothes and got dressed. We had a passionate goodbye kiss and I told James how much I loved him. Then I drove home, and James went out to meet some friends for a drink at a bar and to watch a basketball game.

It was about 10:30 when I got home, and I was still a little horny. It's funny, but ever since I met James, both Mark and I have been horny just about all of the time. 

Of course Mark was VERY horny being at home all evening thinking about what James and I were doing. He doesn't understand why, but he finds it strangely erotic when I'm with James without him, and it drives him crazy. He stopped trying to figure it out, he just started enjoying it.

So I told Mark all about what happened as he fucked me missionary style. Even though I'm a lot looser for Mark right after I've been with James, he still loves to fuck me knowing that the wetness in my vagina is James' sperm. It just drives him wild, and he fucked me real hard until he came real hard. 

I was horny enough that I came again with Mark. Mark can't give me the incredibly intense orgasms that James' cock's girth does, but he does real well for a white guy.

The next afternoon was the day James and I had scheduled to get my nipples pierced. 

I had been thinking about my growing love and attachment to James, and what having my nipples pierced symbolized. I thought about how much I had changed in just a few short weeks.

I had been reading about interracial relationships and discovered that I was what the article described as a "white bitch in heat". I was that white woman who flouts society's moral standards to seek sexual satisfaction in the arms of black men. The article went on to say that such a woman naturally falls from the good graces of other white folk, but that pedestal is a small price to pay for her hard-won sexual fulfillment. A white girl who willingly sleeps with a man of color, according to the article, is a slut, or so goes the conventional wisdom. It therefore follows that I would lack any sexual restraint whatsoever. As with fornication, adultery, and promiscuity, a double standard exists around interracial sex. A white woman involved with a man of color commits the cardinal sin of allowing an "Other" male to enter her vagina. 

I found that I agreed completely with the article.

As I thought about it, I not only had I allowed a Negro to enter my vagina, it dawned on me that I had allowed a man, not of my race, to possess both my very sex and my being. I couldn't imagine anything sexual that I wouldn't do for the black man I had fallen in love with. My feelings for him went beyond the incredible sex I experienced from his marvelous black, toned, muscular body. It was so much more than the erotic image of mingled contrasting skin tones. I was captivated by his very presence. He has an aura about him. He is so strong, so confident. He is the most charismatic man I had ever met! With him I felt so safe and protected.

I just love to be with him, to make him feel good like he does for me. Just being in his presence is such a turn on, and when others see me with a man like James, it is so wonderful. I wondered what the hell is happening to me? I love being James' submissive white bitch, and he does control me and my body, its all for him. Whatever he wants is what I want!

When he called wanting sex, I immediately said yes and told my husband that I would be leaving for a little while so James could fuck me. When I wanted to suck another black man's cock, I asked permission of James only and told Mark about it later. 

As I thought about it, I had to admit that I was now black owned! 

I decided my getting pierced would symbolize my commitment to James' ownership of me.

I had already put it off for a week, and I was anxious to get them done as a symbol of my submission. But I was also scared. I have a low pain threshold, my nipples are really sensitive, and I'm fearful of needles. So, I was trying to look at it as an adventure and concentrate on what fun I would have once they were healed. I also thought it would be interesting to go with both Mark and James, getting it done with both of them watching, and to see the reaction of the person doing it.

Of course, James was in favor of me doing it. We had been discussing it over the past week. No other bitch has ever mutilated her nipples for him. I was to be the first, and he really loved that.

Mark really liked the idea too. Mark couldn't believe his wife, who used to be so conservative, was doing something so wild and erotic as getting her nipples pierced, and was looking forward to showing them off to boot.

There were so many feelings. Besides fear, the idea of getting pierced for James made me feel so sexy because I was doing it to make him happy and proud, and to show that I am his woman. I couldn't wait to show them off for him. I realized the idea of exposing my breasts appealed to the exhibitionist part of me, and being black-sexed would allow me to show off. White men don't seem to like their woman to show off like that, but black men seem to love it.

For the adventure, I wore tight jeans with a thong underneath, high heels and a belly shirt.

Mark drove to James house. James found a good place that does body art near where he lives, and we figured it would be less likely we would meet anybody that might know us there. 

When we walked in, I gave James a long, deep kiss, and right away he ran his hand up my shirt to play with my tits. Of course we did that all in front of Mark. He finds it so erotic to see James and me together like that.

We stopped just long enough for James and me to smoke a little weed. I thought that might take the edge off and help with the pain some.

Mark drove and James and I sat in the back kissing and making out a little and talking about how much fun the adventure was going to be. 

When we got there, I was incredibly nervous, scared and excited! James took my hand and held it. I was sure he could feel me shaking.

A man and a woman were working. While nothing was said, it was clear to all that I was married to Mark and I was getting pierced for my black lover. It was James who paid for the rings and my piercing. I think they were a little surprised to see me with both James and Mark, but they didn't say anything. I got the impression that not much would surprise them.

We went to the back of the shop. I sat down and I took of my shirt and exposed my tits, which I found exciting in its self. I was getting into exposing my breasts, definitely something I didn't do before.

My nipples were sticking straight out from my excitement and the chill of the room. I have fairly long, thick nipples and they were erect. 

There were a number of things running through my head, one was I couldn't believe I was in that place, exposing my tits to strangers with my husband and black lover both watching! I was scared of the pain, and at the same time so turned on and proud I was doing this for James.

The man put that brown antiseptic liquid on one nipple and asked me if I was ready. 

He was holding the scariest looking needle. It looked huge, and it was hollow to core out my flesh.

I was so nervous and scared. I gripped James' hand firmly and nodded. 

He carefully, but fairly quickly pierced my left nipple with the needle. 

Christ! It hurt like a son of a bitch! 

But not quite as bad as I had thought it would.

He then placed the ring through. There was just a little blood, a lot less than I thought there would be.

James had picked out simple gold hoops. We figured that later we can pick out other ones to put in when the holes are ready.

Then he did the second one soon after, and it wasn't as bad as the first. I guess because my left nipple hurt so much, it took my mind off the pain being inflicted on the right one.

Looking at my newly pierced nipples, adorned with the gold hoops he picked, James said, "Baby those are sexy as hell!"

Mark agreed. He couldn't get over the fact that his wife now had nipple rings. He could see how proud I was showing everyone that I was James' woman too. I could tell it really turned him on.

Needless to say my nipples were sore!

Afterwards when I spoke with the girl there about the care of my nipples, she asked me if James was my lover and I said yes. She smiled and said she understood. 

I was feeling quite a bit of discomfort, so from the advice of the people at the piercing shop, I went home to ice my nipples.

The next day Mark, the kids and I went to church, it was Palm Sunday. I was wearing a sports bra to limit movement and rubbing which made it more comfortable. There I sat thinking how crazy I must be. But I was glad I had a constant reminder of my love for James.

I was looking forward to James wanting me to show off. After all what good is having your nipples pierced if no one else can see? I couldn't wait to show them off either; I knew it would be lots of fun. With the summer coming there would be a lot of opportunity to wear revealing tops.

Mark seemed to be OK with everything. I don't believe he was feeling as threatened or jealous as before and he appears to be settling into everything. While I think Mark still struggles with the idea that I had fallen in love with James, I believe that he is getting used to it, and now accepts James as my black lover and master.

We spent the Easter weekend with mys in another state, so I had to go with out black sex. I was constantly distracted by my throbbing nipples reminding me of my black lover. By the time Wednesday rolled around, it had been over a week since I had James incredible black cock between my legs, and I was in withdrawal. 

I felt like I really needed it, and it seemed forever since I had had him inside me. Even though my nipples were still sore, and I was sure they would hurt, I didn't care, I needed James badly.

That's one of the downsides to being addicted to black cock. Before I tried it, I just thought "once you go black, you'll never go back" was just a saying, but after experiencing James, I realized it was true, for me at least. I just couldn't imagine life without the fantastic orgasms that my black Adonis can give me.

So, I made arrangements to get together with James Wednesday night; I couldn't wait. I told Mark I was going to see James because I needed him to fuck me. Mark now figures he's created a monster by urging me to try black sex in the first place, but he's very understanding. I have a wonderful husband!

My nipples had improved a great deal so I decided to leave the sports bra at home. Being a warm evening, I just wore a crop top, shorts and a thong. It was exciting to know that people might be able to see or know that I had my nipples pierced. I really love the look, as does Mark. It makes my husband even hornier, if that's even possible.

I got a little wet just driving over in anticipation of what was in store. It was about eight when I let myself into James' house. He greeted me with a long, deep kiss and grabbing my ass, being careful not to pull me too tightly against him. The little soreness I felt caused by his embrace only served to heighten my excitement.




Amy's Story Ch. 04



We talked a little. I told him how much I missed him, but it wasn't long before we got naked. We undressed each other, which is very fun. As he removed my shirt, James commented, "Very nice titties baby!" He just loves the way they look now.

By the time he pulled down my shorts and stripped off my thong, I was ready for some wild, animal sex. I practically dragged him to the bedroom saying, "I want you so bad. I need you to fuck me."

We got on his bed and I started stroking and licking his cock and balls. I always make it a point to suck his cock because I love doing that so. I was orally worshipping him, which turns me on to no end that I am pleasing my black lover like that. He lay back and watched me which also really excites me. He was either carefully caressing my tits or moving the hair out of my face so he could watch me suck and look into my eyes. I love to look back into his eyes as I take him deep in my mouth.

James was saying, "Suck that big black dick bitch. You love nigga dick, don't you?"

When he talks like that it is such a turn on to me.

I moved back down to his balls and licked them, sometimes taking one completely into my mouth. 

From there, I worked my tongue down the crack of his ass until I reached his ass hole. James raised his hips to give me good access to his rose bud.

He let out a loud groan as I worked the tip of my tongue inside his ass. 

"You are such a freakin slut the way you lick black ass!" He exclaimed.

I no longer think of using my tongue on my black lover's ass hole as disgusting. I can see how it really turns him on and makes him super hard.

I figure it's one way I can differentiate myself from the other white girls he fucks, and it makes me so horny I get dripping wet doing it to him.

Every time I give oral pleasure to his ass, I find myself working my tongue a little deeper into him.

My nose was by his balls and I got their musky smell, and I'd come to associate the acrid taste of his ass with my black lover's loud moans of pleasure.

I made myself so horny, I just got on all fours and begged James, "Please fuck my white pussy with your big black cock.

Make me your bitch. Make me your whore." I felt so bad saying that.

James moved behind me and positioned the end of his cock right against my pussy lips.

"You sure a white ho for nigga cock." He said as he thrust deep into me.

Finally my vagina experienced the stretching and fullness I so craved, the fullness I'd only experienced from my black lover.

In spite of his abrupt entry, I was able to accommodate his girth. Since our first painful intercourse, he had stretched my vagina to accommodate his thick cock.

I watched our reflection in the bureau mirror. The vision was so hot!

I love seeing the reflected contrast of his dark skin with my very pale skin as he pounds me, as his black cock disappears inside my white body. 

I could see the gold rings swaying from my nipples as he grabbed a hand full of hair and started to fuck me even harder.

James is most aggressive with me when it's just the two of us, and I love it!

My nipples were still a little sore from their recent piercing, but that pain just added to my excitement.

Then they started, those amazing orgasms, earth-shattering, mind blowing orgasms! 

Orgasms as only James has given me.

Orgasms that build and then ebb only to build again stronger each time.

It's hard to describe, a total shattering experience where my whole body seems like it is going to explode! 

Then I felt James slow and thrust even deeper, the prelude to his own orgasm.

"Yes, cum inside me you bastard!" I cried.

"Fill me with your nigger seed!"

He let out a loud groan as I felt his cock erupt deep inside me.

I felt his hot cum fill the depths of my vagina.

We collapsed together on the bed. It was a warm night and we were both covered in sweat. As we lay against each other, the sweat of our bodies mingled just as his sperm was mingling with my juices inside me.

We caressed and kissed each other. He gently tongued and licked my nipples around the rings.

After we had both rested some, I started running my tongue down James sweat covered chest.

I loved the salty taste he had. He ran his fingers through my silken, blond hair as I tongued his belly button.

Then I worked down to his cock. I licked and sucked it. I savored the taste of my cum mingled with his ejaculate.

I inhaled the cummy pussy smell that had replaced his muskiness.

I gloried in the pulsating hardening of his member. I loved feeling each beat of his heart through my mouth!

The growing hardness I caused as I sucked gave me such a feeling of power. It was so wonderful to feel his cock stiffen inside my mouth.

James moaned softly and told me, "You such a slut for nigga cock.

You can't get enough of my black cock."

When he was fully hard, James said, "Get on your back bitch."

Smiling I rolled on my back, spreading my legs, offering myself completely as the soft white prize to the large black man towering above me.

As he guided himself into me, I wrapped my legs around him to pull him in as deep as I could. 

"Fuck me hard!" I pleaded.

"Fuck me with your nigger cock."

"You just a fucking white ho!" James shot back.

"You do anything just to be fucked by a nigga!"

"Just fuck me you black bastard!" I retorted.

As hard as James hammered me, he was careful to keep his weight off my sore tits.

That was when I again passed into black sex heaven.

I was in such a state of continuous orgasm that all I was aware of was the feel of his cock filling my entire vagina triggering climax after climax within me.

My orgasms only ended when he came and lay still beside me, his cock still buried deep inside my vagina. We lay like that for a while, cuddling, kissing and caressing each other. I would have loved to spend the night with him, but I knew I couldn't.

It was getting late, so I took a quick shower, gave James a long, deep kiss good bye and headed home.

It was about 11 PM when I got home. Mark waited up for me and I told him in great detail what happened. Of course he got pretty horny so I gave him a blow job, making sure I swallowed his cum just like I learned to do for black men. After that I was pretty tired and wanted to get some sleep.

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Amy's Story Ch. 05



Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.

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One morning after an evening with James, my good friend Nancy stopped by so our kids could play. As the kids played, we talked over coffee. I must have still been glowing from the fucking my black lover James had given me the night before because Nancy just volunteered, "You look different. You seem so happy."

Then joking she said, "You must have a boy friend; you look like you just got laid last night."

I blushed! She had caught me totally off guard. That she had hit on the truth was written all over my face, and I knew she could tell.

Since I'm not a good liar; I knew I couldn't deny it. I paused for a bit to collect my thoughts and then said, "Yes, I do have a boyfriend, and we were together last night."

I could tell by her expression that she was very shocked, surprised, amazed even.

I told her just a few of the details. I told her that he was black, and that my husband Mark knew and approved of the arrangement.

Then she blurted out, "I can't believe you're fucking a nigger!"

In spite of her language, I didn't detect disapproval. Actually it seemed more as if she was in awe.

She is a good friend and promised she wouldn't tell anyone else, and I felt I could trust her. She only knew me as a church going wife and stay-at-home mother of two children. She couldn't believe that I had Mark's permission to have an affair, and with a black man no less.

It was good to finally be able to talk about James with a friend, but at the same time it was kind of scary because someone else knew. I was just concerned about more people finding out.

That next weekend was the weekend I had told James I was ready to give him my white ass.

I knew I would do it. There wasn't anything that James could ask me to do sexually that I wouldn't submit to and do. Knowing that it was something he wanted, it became something I wanted also. I knew that my pain would give him pleasure. The thought that I would be giving my whiteness to him, being his ivory prize was so very appealing to me.

I knew that I could take my husband Mark up my ass, but I would have to take a cock a lot bigger when James took me. While he is not nearly the same size, I felt that if Mark and I did it more it would help get me ready for James.

So, one night, when Mark came to bed, he found me with my ass sticking up in the air, and me saying, "Mark, I need you to fuck my ass."

"I want James to fuck my ass and I want you to loosen me up for him."

He stood behind me looking at my sexy ass saying, "I'm to fuck my wife's ass so it will be easier for her black boyfriend's big cock! How far we have come!"

Mark has conflicting emotions. He loves to fuck my cute round ass. It feels so good for him and it turns him on and makes him jealous at the same time thinking that sometime soon James would be pounding my tight white ass with his big black cock.

However, that vision makes him so hard and horny. He fucked my ass harder than ever before, and he didn't last that long either because he was so excited. For Mark, there is nothing hotter than watching me getting fucked by a black man. Just as I think of James all the time, Mark thinks about James fucking me all the time. When we are in bed it gets him so hard and horny. That's why he encourages me even though he's jealous...is that weird, or what?

I also started to use the big black dildo Mark bought. Mark gets excited when I use it, for sure. He just says it's hot to watch me try and take that big thing up my ass, and how I will love James up there. 

The dildo is close to James' size, but I had never taken it all. It hurts and it's hard to do it to myself. I didn't want Mark to help either. I only wanted to experience that size with James in command.

As I thought back on it, I was scared the first time I tried anal with Mark. Also I thought it was a "dirty" thing to do, but part of me was anxious to try it because it was taboo. Mark had played with my ass a little with his finger and it felt good, so I thought that doing anal sex would be even better, and I did come to love anal sex with Mark.

Friday came around and boy did I have a hot Friday evening with James! 

Mark drove us to our favorite club so I could meet James. I wore a pair of low rise jeans with some sexy heels and a thong and a halter top. My new nipple rings were barely visible through the thin fabric. I don't know if anyone noticed, but I sure hope they did. 

James looked great as always. He wore slacks and a t-shirt that was kind of tight so that it showed off his nice muscles. We greeted each other as we usually do, with a long, deep kiss and James grabbing my ass.

We had a drink and we danced while Mark watched. After a little while, James saw a friend of his that he had not seen in a long time, a guy named Jerome. Jerome was younger, about 25, nice face, short hair cut in a military style, lean but muscular, about 5'10". His skin was of medium darkness. I learned Jerome was a sergeant in the Marines and had recently gotten back from Iraq. He was a pretty nice looking guy who was in great shape. 

He joined us for a drink. He seemed surprised at how affectionate I was with James in front of Mark. I was sitting on James' lap, kissing him, dancing sexy with him, the kind of stuff I usually do when I can get my hands on him.

After a little while James suggested that we all go back to his place his place to chill. Of course I rode with James so I could snuggle up to him, kiss him, and caress his body, chest and cock through his clothes. As he drove, he played with my titties and nipples just a little. While a little tender from their recent piercing, much of the soreness was gone.

I figured that the reason James invited Jerome to join us at his place was so I could fuck him, or at least suck him off. Taking the initiative, I told James, "I think Jerome is pretty sexy, and I want to fuck him. That is if it's Ok with you."

James laughed. "It's hot that a married white bitch like you is a slut for niggah cock. I got no problem sharing you with a friend." 

When we got to James' house, we smoked a little weed. I snuggled up to Jerome and sat on his lap. I made it very clear that I wanted him. He didn't say much, he just enjoyed it. Mark saw what was happening and it didn't appear that it bothered him that I was coming on to Jerome. He had pretty much figured that was why Jerome when back with us anyway. In fact I think it made him a little happy because I would be fucking someone other than James.

After a few minutes of kissing and running my fingers through Jerome's short kinky hair and over his chest, I could feel his cock getting hard beneath my ass. I wiggled my ass a little bit to tease him. Then I said, "I want you to fuck me."

He would be only the second black guy to ever fuck me.

He was a little surprised that I was so blunt, but he was all for it because he was so horny. He hadn't gotten any sex in Iraq. He asked James, "Is it cool if I fuck your bitch?"

"Go ahead brother; she's a crazy slut for black cock." 

I took Jerome's hand and led him into the bedroom. There we undressed each other. He loved my nipple rings. As soon as he unveiled them, he proclaimed, "Nice tittie rings!"

"I got them for James," I responded, "to show him how much I love him and because he owns me now."

As soon as we were both naked, I got down on my knees in front of Jerome and sucked on his nice hard cock. All the while I was sucking and stroking his cock, he ran his fingers through my fine blond hair. His cock wasn't quite as long as James', but it was just as thick. That got me very wet. I can't believe how horny I get sucking black cock.

When he was as hard as he was going to get, Jerome said, "Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck your white whore cunt."

I got on the bed and he proceeded to fuck me doggie style. I could tell it had been a while since he had a white woman. He no sooner positioned his cock at the entrance to my dripping pussy than he lunged in full depth.

I watched the mirror's reflection of his darkness disappearing into my pale white body.

There I was, a mother of two, being fucked by a viral black man 10 years younger than me! I felt very desirable.

Both James and Mark were standing beside the bed, cocks out, stroking themselves.

I felt like such an exhibitionist, and being on display like that made me even more excited.

Jerome pulled my hair only a little. Mostly he just grabbed my hips and fucked me hard.

"How you like my black cock?" he asked.

"I love your cock!" He had a nice size cock and knew how to use it.

He was real horny and he really pounded me.

He kept saying things like "You sure a ho for niggah cock!" that really turned me on.

"I love to fuck white women...cause they so horny for black dick."

By that time, I lost track of things; I was in black orgasm Nirvana.

Waves of incredibly intense orgasms began washing over me.

Orgasms that previously I only experienced from James were then being driven by another thick, black cock.

Orgasms, that shook my very being, radiated out from my vagina.

One of the reasons I was cumming so hard was because everything was so erotic. I was being fucked by a black man I had only just met in front of both my men.

My orgasms reached their peak when I felt Jerome slow and blast his long pent up seed deep inside me!

It felt so good to do something for our armed forces. 

After Jerome pulled out, I turned to Mark, "Come here so I can blow you."

Mark stood by the side of the bed so I could wrap my mouth around his cock. After getting used to sucking black cock, it wasn't difficult at all for me to get his white penis inside my mouth.

Mark was as hard as could be from watching Jerome fuck me. It wasn't long at all before I felt him tense and blow his cum into my mouth. 

I greedily sucked him dry and easily swallowed all he could offer me.

I no sooner finished Mark off than James said; "Now it's time for me to take your white ass bitch."

The time had finally come! I was both excited and scared. My heart was racing as I got on all fours and James got behind me and lubed up his cock and my ass hole. He used his finger to work the jelly as far up inside my ass as he could reach.

I was quivering in anticipation.

Then he slowly started to enter me as he said, "I sure do love fucking tight white ass."

It took a while for him to slowly work himself in, and my ass hurt more with every inch of his thick cock that he worked in. By the time all of him was in me, it really hurt!

"James was saying, "You sure a slut, taking black cock up your ass right in front of your husband!"

I couldn't say anything because of the pain.

Then James began fucking me.

I clenched my teeth and grabbed a fist full of sheets with each hand.

It felt as if I was being split in two.

I was moaning and groaning.

At one point, I screamed out, "James, you're ripping me apart!"

James didn't even slow his assault. He was a nigger in rut completing his domination of a married white woman right in front of her own husband. He gloried in the pain he was causing as I submitted to his will.

I didn't cum, there was too much pain.

The only pleasure was in knowing that I was finally giving James my white ass and knowing how much I was pleasing him. 

Fortunately for me, he came sooner than he usually does.

James slowed his thrusts.

I felt his cock get bigger, and then he just erupted inside me.

I felt his sticky cum fill my colon as he let out a loud groan.

I felt good to hear him say, "I sure do enjoy fucking your ass babe. You're so nice and tight." as he withdrew.

By that time, I was very sore and pretty worn out. James and I just lay in bed for a little while. My ass was throbbing.

We snuggled a little, kissed and smoke some weed while the guys stood and watched us. I knew we just put on quite a show for them.

I really loved having the audience. It was very erotic to see James watching Jerome fuck me, and it was extra exciting to know both Jerome and Mark witnessed my first black ass fucking.

I think seeing me with Jerome really excited James. It also gave him the opportunity to show Jerome that I was his submissive white bitch.

After a little bit, I cleaned up and Mark took me home and put me to bed.

Saturday morning came around, and I was sooo sore! My ass still bothered me Sunday morning sitting in church. 

In spite of all the pain, I was still looking forward to doing it again. I knew that in time I would love taking black cock up my white ass.

As I reflected on Friday night, I had to conclude that the whole experience was incredible. I loved every second of it. Having two sexy black studs to please, seducing Jerome, being watched, the whole experience was amazing. I really wanted James to enjoy anal with me, and I was glad that I was able to give him pleasure. I also knew that the more we do it the more pleasurable it would become for me as well. 

Part of it was also that I enjoy being submissive to James and having him fuck me like a bitch. I realized that I associated the pain with being submissive. The more pain I felt, the more submissive I was being. In some way I got gratification from the pain James caused me. 

Having an audience sure catered to my exhibitionist streak too.

The next weekend was just as great. I met James and Jerome at the club Friday night. Jerome had told James that he wanted to get together with me again. James also told me that Jerome was married to a black woman, but that he really loved fucking white woman and thought I was pretty great.

I was really looking forward to seeing the two of them again, and told Mark that it was important to me that I be alone with my niggers this time. He was disappointed, but understood.

I dressed sexy in a miniskirt, a little shorter than mid thigh, thong, a low cut top and high heels. People could tell I had nipple rings because the top was very tight. I was proud of myself because I thought I looked pretty slutty.

The guys had gotten to the club before me and I found them at the bar. I greeted James with my usual long deep kiss as he grasped my ass. I then gave Jerome just as deep a kiss as I played with a different tongue in my mouth. I didn't think Jerome was expecting such an open show of affection from me in a public place, but he sure enjoyed it.

We each had a drink and just chilled for a bit. I danced with both James and Jerome, dancing dirty like I like to. I got such a kick out of being the center of attention of two sexy black studs and being dressed slutty for them. While it was obvious that I was James' woman, it was also clear to all that I was with both those handsome black men. I loved it! I just love being with my man in public, having people see us together, knowing that I am his white bitch; it is such a turn on. And I loved the look of envy from other white women when they saw the three of us together.

After a little while we were all horny so we decided to go back to James' place.

When we got back there James put on some hip-hop music and we had some beers and got more comfortable. We sat on the sofa in his living room, me with a black stud on each side. We kissed and made out some. There were black hands were all over my white body. It was almost overwhelming. I loved it! They were feeling my tits, ass, and pussy. 

Hands worked up my thighs and fingers pushed aside my thong and played with my clit. Other fingers started filling my pussy. I was caressing their bulges through their pants. I was getting so hot and wet. 

We didn't make out long because I was so anxious and horny. I soon suggested, "Let's go fuck!"

I led the way followed close behind by two gorgeous, horny black studs.

I did a little strip for them while they undressed. I danced and swayed to the music, slowly shedding my clothes. 

I love dancing to black music; the beat is so good. I've also discovered that its also great music to have sex to.

Actually I had grown to love all things black for sure, especially black cocks.

Jerome shouted, "Show us your ass bitch!"

James chimed in, "Let's see those white titties!"

When I was down to just a thong and heels, I danced for a little while showing off my nipple rings and ass. It felt oh so sexy doing that.

The guys loved the nipple rings.

All the while I was watching them stroke their big hard cocks. It was clear they enjoyed watching me. I love being an exhibitionist.

As soon as I was completely naked, all three of us got on the bed. I started licking and sucking their cocks for a little while, alternating between them. That was so much fun. It allowed me to tease them both a little. 

Then Jerome got behind me and started to fuck me while I was on all fours. I was so wet, he slid right in. As he did that, I started sucking on James' cock. 

They started talking dirty to me which just got me hotter.

James started by saying, "You our white slut bitch. You a ho for niggah cock." 

Jerome added, "You just love black dick, don't you? You do anything fo a taste of niggah cock."

That went on for a while, Jerome pounding me and me pleasing James. 

I didn't cum right away because I was distracted sucking James, but then I started cumming the way I only cum from black fucking.

My orgasms were so intense they started interfering with my blow job! 

I lost my rhythm as I started moaning around the black cock filling and stretching my mouth.

I licked James' ass a little as Jerome fucked me, but then went back to sucking him as best I could under the circumstances.

Then I heard Jerome moan loudly and say, "I'm cumming in you bitch!" 

I could feel his cum filling me as he blasted his seed deep in my vagina. He came a lot and he came hard.

After Jerome pulled out, I was able to give James' cock my undivided attention.

It wasn't long before he was cuming in my mouth.

With James, I had learned to love the taste of cum. I eagerly sucked down every drop I could.

Satiated for the moment, we relaxed for a bit in the bed. We kissed some and caressing each other. I played with their cocks and they played with my tits and nipples. Although they were still a little tender from their piercing, I enjoyed it.

After a while the guys were ready to go again. I first sucked James until he was real hard. 

When he was ready he announced, "Let me get behind you bitch. I wana fuck your white, round ass while you suck Jerome."

I obediently got on all fours. 

He lubed up his cock and my ass real well. It took him a little while to get his whole cock in me, and while it was a little easier than the first time, it still hurt like a son of a bitch! 

I was grimacing and clutching the sheets as he worked himself ever deeper.

When he was all the way in, he began pounding my ass and I started sucking Jerome.

It helped keep my mind off the pain as I sucked on Jerome and licked his balls. 

I even licked his ass hole. I started moving my tongue down his crack and he raised his hips in eager response. 

As I worked the tip of my tongue into his rosebud, he proclaimed his pleasure, "I just love white chicks....They so freaky...and will do anything for black cock."

I could tell I was really making him hot by the way he was arching his back and by how hard his cock got.

He didn't last long after that. As soon as I started sucking and pumping his cock again, he exploded in my mouth.

Knowing what it was like to suck black men's cocks, I was ready for the large amount of cum and had no trouble catching all of his cum in my mouth and swallowing it.

All the while James continued fucking my ass; he was lasting much longer than the first time. It still hurt a good deal, but once he got his entire cock inside me and we got into a rhythm, it started to feel a little better. 




Amy's Story Ch. 05



He eventually came. I heard him moan and felt his hot cum filling my ass.

We both collapsed on the bed, James right next to me. It was warm and we had both worked up a sweat.

After we recovered a bit, we just relaxed. James got me a beer and we all lay in bed. 

It had gotten late, so before long I got dressed again, kissed the guys good night, giving them a good chance to feel and grope me, and drove home.

It was kind of late when I got home, around midnight. Of course Mark wanted to hear all about the evening. By the time I finished telling him all the details he was horny and hard so I sucked him off. I was sure Mark would have liked to do some more, but I was worn out.

Lying in bed, thinking back over the evening, I concluded that from beginning to end it was great. Being with two black studs, as their white prize, was just awesome. I loved having their simultaneous attention. And to boot, they fucked my brains out!

I was also looking forward to when I could take James in my ass without so much pain, and was glad that it went a little easier. I really wanted to try double penetration. The thought of having two big black cocks buried inside of me gets me so wet. I had thought about suggesting it, but I was too scared to try it quite yet.

Saturday evening Mark and I went to James' house. I had suggested it to James when I was with him the night before.

It was a cool evening, so I was just wearing low rise jeans, a tee shirt that showed a little midriff, a thong, and of course slutty shoes.

When we got there, we just let ourselves in, that's how familiar I am with his place now. I was sure Mark took notice.

As soon as I saw James, I jumped into his strong, black arms and gave him a long, deep kiss. I just love pressing up against him and kissing him while being held by him as he kisses me back and grabs my ass or tits, mmmmmm.

We had nothing special planned. James and I curled up on the couch, watched some TV, talked, and smoked some weed.

Mark sat in a chair and pretty much watched James and me.

After a little while, we started cuddling and kissing. James started playing with my tits, so I pulled my shirt of so he would have better access.

Not sure how long I was topless like that, but it was a little while. James was sucking on my tits and played with them with his tongue. He would also pull on the rings and got my nipples really erect.

I was getting real excited. James doing that right in front of Mark was so erotic. I could see Mark was getting hard. Before long he took his cock out and began stroking it. It turns me on so to see Mark get so excited because I'm making out with a black man right in front of him. I felt so wicked.

James was sure having fun. He said, "Baby, you sure are sexy! I just love your creamy skin, your nipple rings and your white, round ass." 

A little while later he just added, "Baby lets go to the bedroom."

I finished stripping in the bedroom and then undressed my man. Mark followed and watched everything.

I got on the bed and began to suck on James' beautiful black cock as he stood alongside. I just love sucking his black cock. I can never get enough of it. 

James started talking dirty to me, "That's it suck my niggah cock bitch. You sure turned into a ho for my black cock."

Mark stood beside the bed and continued stroking his cock.

To Mark, James said, "Look how small you be compared to this big black cock you wife be sucking on."

"You can't please her like I can. Look at how much she enjoy pleasin' me!"

"Bitch tell him how much you love it."

I did tell my husband, "I love worshipping his big black cock Mark. James satisfies me like you just can't."

As I continued to suck him in front of my husband James got serious. His words were directed to Mark, "I don't mind if you come to watch sometimes, but when Amy is with me, she's not to do anything sexually with you. When Amy's with me, she's my bitch, not yours! Understand?"

Mark didn't say anything; he didn't have to.

James' words got me so fucking hot!

My black Adonis had just declared his ownership of me right in front of my husband, and I got so excited because I knew it was true! I also knew it was so wrong and taboo. My husband was being denied access to his own wife.

It is all so complicated. I know it goes against what is right, but I do want to please James, and I like being black sexed so much. And the fact that it is so wrong gets me so hot. Mark feels the same, we had talked about it. While it does get him upset sometimes and jealous, it really turns him on also.

Then James commanded, "Bitch I want to fuck your tight white pussy."

He got on the bed and put me in the missionary position.

As he positioned his cock head at the entrance of my pussy, he asked, "What is it you love bitch?"

"I love your big, thick cock." I responded, "And I love you!"

Then he made me beg in front of my husband, "Tell me what you want slut."

"I want you to fuck me!"

He just paused there, teasing my white labia with the end of his black cock.

"Please fuck me. 

Make me your whore. 

Please fuck me with your nigger cock."

Then James started to really pound me. He thrust right into me and started fucking me like an animal!

It was like he was in rut. He pumped into me very fast and hard. He was showing my husband that it was he who owned me.

He was demonstrating how he dominates me.

I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me as hard as I could.

Through his teeth as he hammered me, James added, "You're a fuckin' slut....Begging for niggah cock in front of your husband!"

My first orgasm was incredibly strong!

It was like an earthquake radiating out from my vagina.

My arms and legs shook as if I had no control over them.

I was lost to the world.

All I was aware of was James' marvelous cock triggering super orgasms one right after another.

Through the mist, I heard James say, "I'm filling your white cunt...with my niggah cum."

As he pulled out, I had recovered enough to turn to him and clean his cock off by licking and sucking up our mingled cum. I so love the cummy smell and unique taste of our mingled juices.

I noticed that Mark had cum too, but I knew better than to approach him.

We took a little break and just relaxed and cuddled. I played with James' cock a little and he played with my nipple rings. I so love the sight of our naked bodies pressed against each other highlighting the contrast of our skins.

It wasn't long before I was ready for more. I started moving my kisses down his abdomen until I reached his cock. I just love sucking cock, and I particularly love sucking black cock; I just can't get enough of it. I started by teasing the end of his flaccid penis with my tongue. I could taste myself on him; I could smell myself on him. Those smells and tastes were hot as they reminded me of what pleasure his black rod had just brought me. 

With my tongue, I drew the end of his penis into my mouth so I could suck as much of him into me as I could manage. 

I felt him coming to life. I felt this blood begin engorging that marvelous tool I love so much. I so love to feel his cock swelling inside my mouth, growing hard from my administrations. 

He grew large, stretching my mouth, pushing deeper into my throat and eventually forcing part of his eight inch shaft out of me as he grew longer than I could hold.

I moved off his still enlarging penis and worked my mouth down to his balls, still sweaty and salty from our earlier romp. I licked them, sucking each fully into my mouth. I nibbled with my teeth lightly on his sack. With my hand, I felt his cock now full size.

I trailed my tongue down from his balls to the crack of his ass. He knew what was coming and rolled over, pushing his ass up so I could have easy access to it. I then worked up his ass crack until I reached his rosebud. I proceeded to lick lightly around the rim of his asshole, teasing him. James moaned a little and said, "That's it bitch, lick my black ass. Show Mark what a white slut you be fa you niggah."

After teasing for a bit longer, I started to work my tongue inside his ass hole. I drove my tongue inside him as far as I could make it go. 

I started fucking his ass hole with my tongue.

"God, you a freaky bitch!" He exclaimed.

I could see my husband watching me in disbelief as he witnessed his wife using her tongue to ream her black lover's ass. 

I felt sooo nasty!

I had a hand on his cock, so I could feel how I was making James supper hard and excited for me. And, I was making myself so horny!

That's when James said, "Bitch, time for me ta take care of your white ass. Git yourself ready."

I eagerly got on all fours so James could lube me up. 

It didn't take him as long to work himself in me as before, but I was still sore from the previous night's pounding by Jerome, so it hurt a good bit. I clenched my teeth and tried to relax my sphincter as much as I could.

"Lookee here Mark. Look how much you slut wife love niggah cock," James taunted my husband.

"She just can't git 'nough black cock up her white whore ass."

I quickly managed to get into a rhythm with James' strokes, and once he was completely inside me, the pain wasn't too bad. I actually started enjoying being dominated like that, and I knew I was pleasing my man.

Then James slowed his strokes and announced, "I'm gonna fill this bitch's ass with niggah cum," as I felt his seed pumped into my bowels.

I noticed Mark had cum again watching James ass fuck me. 

Spent, we relaxed and James and I smoked some weed. I'd really come to enjoy smoking with James and it didn't take long before I was pretty mellow. Then Mark drove me home. 

I knew Mark would have enjoyed some sex after watching us, but I was pretty tired and stoned so Mark had to go to bed disappointed that night.

This story continues with Amy's Ménage à trois

We hope you liked this continued story. Any feedback I receive will be shared with Amy and Mark. 



Amy's Story Ch. 06



Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.

*

I had a great day on Wednesday. It was something spur of the moment, but I certainly wasn't going to turn it down. James called me and said that he would be near me on business and asked if he could stop over. I couldn't resist the opportunity for a quickie and having some good black sexing. There was little chance of the neighbors seeing him, since we live on a road that is fairly wooded and the houses aren't exactly right next to each other. I quickly made arraignments and dropped off my daughter at my mom's.

The best part of his pending visit was that he would fuck me in my own marital bed. It felt so wrong and taboo. I was turned on even before James got to my house; I was so wet! 

When he rang the bell, I met him wearing only a loosely tied short robe. He could easily see I was naked underneath. As I gave him my usual long, deep kiss, he reached under my robe and caressed my bare tits and ass.

Not having much time, I led James right back to Mark's and my bedroom. I slipped out of my robe and helped James out of his clothes. It's so much fun to strip him; it's like opening a present. I so love being naked before him, displaying the pale white prize that is his to do with as he wishes. And I also love taking his clothes off, revealing his smooth dark skin and muscular body.

As soon as we were both naked, we got on the bed and I started sucking his cock as we lay there. I sucked him hard as I so love to do. I let his penis swell inside my mouth as I sucked his blood up into it. I licked the shaft and his balls and teased his black ass hole with my tongue a little to make sure he was good and hard for me.

By then I was so horny and wet I needed him so bad that I begged, "Please fuck me hard with your big black cock."

I got on all fours and presented my lily white bottom to him.

"Sure thing baby," he responded. "I love to fuck your tight white whore pussy."

He quickly took a position behind me and placed his cock against my pussy lips. He paused there for a bit, teasing me, rubbing just the head of his penis against my wet cunt.

I so needed him to stretch me and fill me up. I tried to push back onto him and impale myself on his thick rod, but he moved back with me, denying me that instant gratification. 

"You sure a horny bitch!" he exclaimed.

"You just can't get nough of my niggah cock, can you?"

With that he rammed his cock full into me so quickly it drove the breath out of me. It felt so great. I love the feeling of total fullness only a black cock can give me.

After a short grunt of satisfaction forced out of me by his abrupt penetration, I responded "Yes. I can't get enough of your nigger cock!

Now fuck me here in my bed where Mark fucks me!"

He took hold of my hair and pulled it as he started to fuck me hard.

"Yes! Give it to me hard like Mark can't!"

It was so hot to be fucked by my black lover in my own bedroom, in my own bed!

He pumped into me rough and hard, and my orgasms soon started. They started big and just got stronger.

I couldn't get over that I was being taken by a black man in my own bed. I felt so possessed, so controlled.

James taunted me, "You such a slut and whore to let me fuck you in your own house, in your own bed where your husband fucks you."

I couldn't respond, was lost in my own cuming.

My orgasms didn't subside until he had spewed his black seed deep inside me.

Our initial needs satiated, we lay together and cuddled. We kissed. James played with my nipple rings with his fingers and tongue. I toyed with his half flaccid penis.

Not too much later, his penis started showing renewed interest in my teasing. I quickly sucked it back to firmness, relishing the taste and smell of out mingled cum.

As James lay on his back, I moved over him to straddle his hips. Grasping his cock that I can't quite reach my fingers around, I guided it into me as I lowered myself upon it.

Then I rode his cock with wild abandon. 

It was so good. 

It was so hot, riding his big cock, my titties bouncing.

James fills me so much, fills me so deeply when I ride him like that.

It wasn't long before we both came again.

His visit was really just a quickie. He couldn't stay long since he had a work appointment. 

It's pretty good when a man cums twice during a quickie. My black lover is such a stud.

Then I did something I regretted later. After the last couple of weeks, it seemed to me that Mark was a little insecure and jealous, and I thought that if I told him what happened in his own bed that it would make it worse. 

So I changed the sheets; they were very messy. It's been my experience that black men cum so much more than white men do. I wanted to make sure no trace of James' visit was left for Mark to find. Men are relatively easy to trick. A woman would notice that the sheets were changed early, but I knew Mark wouldn't pick up on it.

By the next day, I realized my mistake and vowed to correct it. From the very beginning Mark and I had agreed that we would be open and honest with each other about everything that I did related with my exploration of interracial sex. I had just violated that promise by keeping my liaison with James a secret, and I knew if my marriage to Mark was to survive all the incredible, complex and conflicting feelings I was experiencing, I would have to confess my cover up to Mark and explain to him why I didn't tell him immediately.

Of course Mark was upset that I hadn't told him about it the day it happened which I totally understood, and I apologized sincerely for the lapse. He said he wasn't jealous but disappointed that I didn't think I could tell him about it. I had to admit, he had every right to be disappointed with me. Mark did forgive my transgression and we made up with a good fuck.

It just isn't easy loving two different men as strongly as I do, and sometimes I make bad decisions. I was just glad that I had done what it took to correct my mistake.

I didn't see James that next Friday night, he was busy and I had some things to do also, so we decided to get together on Saturday instead. He told me that Jerome wanted to see me again, as he was being transferred soon and didn't know if we would be able to get together again. 

I also asked James if it was alright if I spent the night at his place. That was something I had been longing to do for a while, but I hadn't been sure if Mark was ready for it. I had finally worked up the courage to discuss my desire with Mark. I told him I wanted to meet James and Jerome by myself and spend the night alone with James. I really wanted him to be able to give his approval or not because of what I had done by not tell him of James visit to our house. Mark was disappointed at not being able to go, but he understood how important it was for me and was OK with the idea and gave his permission.

James of course thought it was a great idea. We agreed to meet at the dance club.

I decided to dress real slutty for the guys. I had just bought a real high, clunky pair of heels, the kind that is made of clear plastic that you usually only see strippers wearing. I think they are so sexy and make me look so hot. I also wore a very short and tight pink mini dress, no bra of course and a pink thong underneath. My nipples and nipple rings were clearly visible through the thin fabric. 

My black lover James has made me feel better about my body. I always thought my ass was a little big, and my breasts small by comparison, but James loves me as I am and appreciates my curves. I now like to show both my tits and my ass whenever I get the chance. 

I also went to the salon on Friday, had my nails done and had my hair done as well. I am letting it grow longer and I had it done so I am totally blonde now.

The look on Mark's face when he saw me as I was ready to leave, ready to get totally fucked by two black studs, was priceless.

I met James and Jerome at the club. I found them at the bar and gave each a deep kiss. Anybody watching as James fondled my tits could see what a lucky girl I was to have two black studs.

I danced with both the guys. They both liked the way I looked. I loved how they kept checking me out. I could see their eyes all over me. And I could see that other guys were checking me out as well. My dress would ride up as I danced, and I was sure my ass cheeks were showing some.

Both the guys said how good I looked. They said things like "Baby you look hot" or "Bitch your booty is great". Also they both kept running their hands all over me on the dance floor. 

I really loved all the attention I was getting.

After about an hour we went back to James' place. James put on some music, and we smoked a blunt, got mellow and made out on the couch, I was between the guys and there was lots of kissing, caressing, hands and tongues all over the place, it was hot!  

I so loved being the center of attention of two great looking, sexy black men. With their four hands and two mouths, the stimulation was just overwhelming. I lost track of just who is groping what part of me.

It wasn't long before I was pretty horny. I got up and started stripping. I only danced a little while before I slithered out of my dress so I just had on a pink thong and my slut shoes. I teased them by dancing close and rubbing their cocks through their pants, rubbing my ass against their cocks, pushing my tits in their faces. After a while, I stepped out of my thong and continued dancing in my heels; I felt so nasty wearing them. I love those shoes; they really make me feel like a slut.

I teased the guys until they were both hard. Then I said to James, "I want to have Jerome fuck my ass as a going away present since we won't be seeing him for a while."

James was cool with that so I led Jerome by the hand and James followed us to the bedroom. As soon as we were there, I took off my heels and I took Jerome's clothes off for him. I think that his body is hot as hell. Both my black lovers have great bodies, but Jerome, while not being as big as James, is more muscular and ripped which makes sense his being in the military. I just loved the feel of those muscles as I ran my pale white hands over his smooth dark skin.

James got himself undressed as he watched me go after Jerome.

Jerome was already very hard; I guess he was excited about having the chance to fuck my ass. Once I had him naked, all I had to do was hop on the bed on all fours. As soon as he had us both lubed up, Jerome proceeded to work himself inside me. It hurt, but not nearly as much as it hurts with James. Jerome isn't quite as big, and I was getting used to having my ass reamed by black cock.

Jerome started slowly at first, but he soon got real wild and started fucking me real hard. He began slapping my ass pretty hard, it got pink and stung a lot! 

He grabbed hold of my hair and pulled it harder than James ever had. He was definitely into treating me rough.

It was pretty exciting to be man-handled like that.

He started dirt mouthing me, "You just a dirty ho fo my niggah cock.

You love havin my black cock up your white ass."

Having him talking dirty to me was very hot. It was so good. 

I loved that he was dominating me and treating me just like the slut I'd become.

We fell into a good rhythm and I actually began enjoying my ass fucking.

I reached between my legs and started fingering my clit.

I agreed with him, "Yes...I'm your white slut. 

I can please you...in ways your black wife can't.

I love...taking your cock...up my ass!"

James just watched stroking his hard cock; it was so exciting to be putting on a show for him. 

I started cuming from the dual stimulation of rubbing my clit and having my ass fucked.

When Jerome finally came, he pulled out of my ass and shot his load all over my ass and back; he came so much! 

As soon as Jerome pulled out, James got on the bed. 

I said to him, "Lay back so I can ride your big nigger cock!"

He was rock hard from watching us and ready to go. I climbed on top of him, straddled his hips and lowered my already soaked pussy onto his thick cock. 

I can't get over how erotic a sight it is to see his black rod disappearing into my white body. I felt the stretching and fullness that tells me there is a black cock inside me. 

Then I just rode his cock like a wild cowgirl. 

The first few small orgasms centered on my clit had just started hitting me when I heard Jerome's cell phone. 

He went into another room to take the call since I make a lot of noise during sex. 

It turned out to be his wife looking for him and he had to go. I slowed down the tempo so that as I rode James I was able to give him a deep good bye kiss as he tweaked my nipple rings. 

Then I went back to riding James.

It was great riding his big black cock, my titties bouncing up and down, my nipple rings shining. 

Being still just a little tender, I could feel the rings in my nipples as I bounced. 

What got me really hot was looking down at my nipples. I was thinking how sexy they looked, and I still couldn't believe I had gotten them pierced! 

Goddamn it was erotic! 

I came a bunch more times as I rode James. 

My orgasms just increased in intensity until they consumed me. 

I couldn't get enough of that cock that was so deep inside me. 

My whole body was quaking.

I kept bucking up and down, James thrust up to meet me, driving himself as deep inside me as possible.

I lost all track of anything else that was happening until I finally felt the hot eruption of James' cum.

Then I came so hard.

Knowing that he is shooting his cum deep inside me is so exciting!

It was defiantly mind blowing. I had never had such orgasms before black-sexing. 

It's so hard to explain, it's like you lose touch with everything, like an out of body experience, you would have to be a woman to understand how a big black cock can fill and satisfy you like no other.

After that we relaxed for a bit, watched some basketball on the TV. Soon we both fell asleep because we were both pretty tired. 

It was so wonderful to go to sleep in his big strong arms and be able to spend the night with him. We fell asleep in the spooning position and I loved feeling his cock against me as we lay in his bed. 

Sometime during the night I woke up. I was real horny again and wanted to please my nigger. I feel so sexy and desirable when I am with James, I can't explain it, I just want to please him and I act with no inhibitions. 

I slipped between his legs and began to suck his cock. He was all musky and cummy from our earlier sex.

He got hard real quickly and after sucking him for a few minutes he pulled me onto all fours and started fucking me real hard from behind. 

There was no ass slapping or hair pulling. He didn't say anything; he just grasped my hips and fucked me hard until he came very hard inside my pussy.

Because I was so horny, I started to orgasm almost as soon as he penetrated me. It was all so good!

Soon we were both back asleep.

I awoke first to find myself still in James' arms. It was so wonderful to wake up in his bed, in his arms. 

I just lay there for a bit not quite believing that I had actually spent the night with my black lover, so taboo, yet so hot. 

I was thinking about how sexy he is and how I love being with him. How I love to please him and how sexy he makes me feel, how desirable he makes me feel and how safe I feel with him because he is so strong and masculine. I wanted that moment to last for ever.

I snuggled up to him, kissed him and said, "Good morning. I love you so much!"

Then we kissed a little.

We both got up to take a shower, but before we got into the shower he did something that surprised me. He was standing in front of the toilet to pee and he told me to hold his cock as he pissed. It was kind of a turn on to hold it and feel it as he peed. 

After that we got into the shower and kissed and caressed each other with soapy hands until I got him real hard. Then I got on my knees and sucked his cock until he came all over my face. Now that's the kind of moisturizer I would like to use every morning.

After the shower, I made breakfast. I wore my short little robe with of course nothing underneath. While I made some french toast, James sat at the table watching and drinking coffee. I was glad that I could cook for him after a night of such great sex, like I was the little woman! We just chatted, talked about how good the night was, and things like that. 

I really had to get back to Mark and the kids so I couldn't stay much longer. I got dressed in a change of clothes I brought along to wear back home, and made it home around 10 or so.

It was a great way to spend the weekend, the best part of which was getting to wake up with my black lover. I was hoping I could do it again soon. It was comforting to know I had such a great man and husband both.

I couldn't get together with James the next weekend, but during those two weeks, James and I talked a lot about my desire to experience the double penetration of two black cocks. I suggested James' friend Earl might join us. Earl is even bigger and blacker than James, and I knew from sucking him that his cock was a little bigger also. 

James ended up making arraignments for us to meet Earl Saturday night. I was thinking how wonderful it is the way black men share their women the way they do. Black men are so masculine, dominant, sexual, and powerful, they're not afraid to let another man fuck their bitch. They also know how to admire women's bodies; they make us feel sexy. They just have such a sensual presence about them.

I could hardly wait.

It had been two whole weeks since I had a black cock between my white thighs. That was the longest I had gone since I started black sexing. I was missing James so much and I was horny as hell!

I spoke with Mark and told him what James and I had planned and told him that I really wanted to go by myself and then spend the night alone with James. He was disappointed that he wouldn't be able to witness my first black double fucking, but he knew how important it was to me and said he was OK with it.

I drove over to James' place, getting there around seven in the evening. Of course I was dressed like a slut. I wore a tight short skirt, halter top, high heels and underneath thong underwear. I know the guys like it when I'm naked under a short skirt, but I always feel so sexy in a thong, particularly if that's all I'm wearing. I spent more time on my makeup than I usually do, particularly my eyes, to reinforce my slutty look with pink lipstick and extra eyeliner. If the eyes are the window to the soul, I wanted my guys to see the soul of a slut.

I let myself in and found James in the living room. We greeted each other as we usually do. I started a long, deep kiss while James grabbed my booty and then ran his hand up under my top to feel my titties. James just has a way of making a girl feel welcome.

On the way to meet Earl, I snuggled up to James so I could kiss him and caress his muscular chest and big cock as he drove. I had been missing him so; I just couldn't sit that close to him and not be touching him. We met up with Earl at a bar full of blacks and a few white women. The white women were all dressed similar to the way I was; that is to say we all looked like streetwalkers. It was hard to tell if the other white bitches were with guys or just looking for action.

Earl could have just as easily gone directly to James' house, but I believe James took me to the bar to show off his white bitch, which I really enjoyed. It is hot to be seen with such a sexy black man. When I'm with James, I no longer think of myself as an older, 35 year old, married, stay-at-home mom. I'm his sexy and desirable white bitch.




Amy's Story Ch. 06



We each had a drink and just chilled and talked for a bit. The guys both complimented me on how I looked. Earl said, "You sure a sexy white slut."

James added, "She do look fine tonight."

I always wear my wedding rings so people can see just how bad I am. I began making out with both the guys. I started teasing them, sitting on both their laps, kissing and licking their necks and ears. I'd lean over, show some cleavage. I rubbed my booty on each of their hard cocks. 

James didn't hesitate to run his hands up under my top and play with my tits in front of everyone in the bar. It was such fun carrying on with two hot black studs in public like that!

After a bit we went back to James' house and relaxed. James put on some music. I started sitting between James and Earl on the couch, but soon I was alternating laps and kissing one or the other of them as they played with my body. Caressing black hands were all over me feeling my ass and titties and playing with my white pussy while I pulled out their black cocks so I could stroke them. 

It wasn't long before they took my top off so they could better play with my pierced nipples. I was being such a slut. It was so hot to have the attention of both of them at the same time! We even smoke some weed while we were making out. 

Then I just couldn't wait any longer, so I said, "I want to go into the bedroom so you niggers can fuck my brains out."

As you would expect, they were all for it. Earl responded, "Let's go fuck this white bitch and give her what she needs."

I led the way into the bedroom and stripped off the rest of my clothes. I was so wet and horny; I just wanted to get naked. The guys quickly got naked too and I knelt before them and started sucking their gorgeous black cocks. I started by sucking on Earl's big cock and stroking James. Then I alternated between them. I'm so oral, I just love having a cock in my mouth.

After a little while Earl wanted more action so he commanded, "Come here cunt, I want to fuck you."

He lay back on the bed and I straddled him, guiding his large black cock into my dripping white pussy. It felt great being stretched by him as his cock is a little thicker that James'. I just love having my vagina being stretched by a large black cock.

I started riding his cock while I stroked and sucked James. 

Earl was saying, "You sure a slut for niggah cock bitch.

You like riding my big black cock?"

"Yes," I managed to get out between sucks of James' beautiful ebony penis.

"I love having your cock in me...an I am a slut for nigger cock."

James played with my titties and pulled on my nipple rings which got me so hot. Now that they're pierced, they're extra sensitive and I got so horny; he was driving me crazy.

Earl was holding me by my hips and pulling me up and down on his cock, really filling my up.

I started having those great orgasms I can only experience from a thick black cock.

Earl was really stretching me.

I was in heaven as orgasm after orgasm radiated out from my vagina, causing my whole body to shake and tremble.

That was when James said, "Now it's time for me to fuck your fine white ass and make your fantasy come true."

I stopped riding Earl long enough for James to lube my asshole with his finger.

He got behind me and slowly worked his cock up inside me. It wasn't easy getting that second cock inside.

We really had to work to find the right position, it wasn't easy and it took some time.

It still hurt taking a black cock in my ass, but the pain subsided once I had taken all of him, and once he started to pound me, it only felt good.

At first it was awkward, and it took a while to get a rhythm going between the three of us, but once we established that, the feeling of having two huge cocks inside me at the same time was just incredible!

Then it was truly amazing!

It hit me like a brick. 

I was soon having overwhelming orgasms, continuous orgasms like I had never before experienced.

I could feel both their cocks next to each other, practically touching each other.

So many nerve endings in both my pussy and my ass were being stimulated at once.

I couldn't believe what was happening to me.

I was soon screaming, screaming in pleasure, overwhelmed.

It was hard to speak; I was in such ecstasy, but I begged, "Please don't stop!

Keep fucking me!

I love both your cocks."

Earl said, "Tell us what you are."

I quickly responded, "I'm a slut...for nigger cock."

James asked, "Whose slut are you?"

"I'm...your white slut." I responded

I was so overcome I stopped bouncing on Earl's cock at one point because the pleasure was so great, I just sat on his cock so he was completely buried in me and let James keep fucking me.

Finally Earl used his hands to force me up and down on his cock until he shot his hot load far up into my pussy. 

Soon after that James came in my ass. 

I could feel his hot cum pump into my bowels.

It was all so amazing!

When the guys were done, I was pretty worn out, so we just lay there still joined as a sweaty trio as their cocks slowly grew limp inside me.

After they each finally fell out of me, we just relaxed in bed for a bit. I lay next to them, and eventually I began to lick their cocks and clean them up. 

As I sucked James, he told me, "You're one fine white bitch. You're as good as they come."

As I sucked Earl, he said, "You sure a freaky white ho. You really love gettin' black cock."

After I licked and sucked them for a while, they were hard and ready for some more action.

James commanded, "Get on your hands and knees bitch. I'm goin' to fuck your pussy and fuck it hard!

Suck Earl's dick whilest I fuck you."

Earl knelt in front of me so I could reach his marvelous black cock, and he grabbed a fist full of my hair. I wrapped my lips around it and got as much of it in my mouth as I possibly could. I was trying my best to deep throat him and get over having to gag as his cock entered my throat.

All the while James was hammering my white pussy as hard as he could, holding me by the hips and pulling me roughly toward him every time he thrust deep into me.

I was soon cuming and losing my concentration on Earl's cock. That's when he turned around and stuck his ass in my face with the command of, "lick my niggah ass you white piece of trash."

I started tongue-fucking his asshole; running my tongue as far up his black ass as I possibly could. 

He wasn't as clean as James, and his asshole was a little funky. 

That was actually exciting to me. 

I felt so nasty being treated that way and really started tongue fucking Earl's ass.

I actually tried to get my tongue even deeper up his ass. That James' thrusts push my face into his ass helped too.

Earl started shaking and trembling saying, "Sweet Jesus, this white bitch is a freekin' hot slut."

After a bit Earl turned back around, his cock rock hard. I started sucking him again and it wasn't long before he started cuming in my mouth and I got to savor the slightly sweet taste of his cum as I swallowed all he could give me and sucked him dry.

Then I could concentrate on my own orgasms racking my body as James slowed his strokes, pushed as deep into me as he could and came deep inside my pussy.

I could feel his hot seed pumping into me as he grunted upon its release.

We lay together, the three of us for a bit, and then Earl got dressed and left, leaving me in James' arms.

We just hung out in the bed, naked. 

We smoked a little more weed and I fell asleep in my black lover's arms, totally spent.

We slept in a little. I was the first to awaken so I slid myself down James muscular torso until I got to his cock.

I took his limp member into my mouth and began to suck him awake. I just love the feel of a large black cock stirring to life in my mouth. It's so wonderful to feel his dick grow, push my jaws farther apart and insert its self deep to the back of my throat.

After James was nice and hard, we got into the shower. There he bent me over and fucked me as the water cascaded over us. I just love to be taken by James and I came hard with my forearms and face pressed against the tile wall.

Afterward we took a nice long shower as I had a lot of cum to wash off and out of me.

Donning one of James' shirts, I went to the kitchen and made us some pancakes. I love to cook for James. It really feels like we're a couple when I cook for him.

After breakfast I had to leave to go back to my other life of being a wife and mother. It was hard to leave. It had been two weeks since I had last been with James and I had missed him terribly. 

I also figured that he probably fucked some other bitch on the weekend I wasn't with him. I know he needs to fuck other woman, but it does make me somewhat jealous. I know that sounds strange since I'm married, but that's the way I feel.

I got home around 11 AM. Mark could hardly wait to hear about what I was up to while I was absent.

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Amy's Story Ch. 07



Chapter 07: Nancy's Initiation

Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.

Saturday James invited me to a pool party a friend of his was having. I went out and bought a new bathing suit, a black bikini which contrasted nicely with my white skin. I thought I looked pretty good in it. It wasn't a thong or anything but it was pretty skimpy and cute. I modeled it for my husband Mark; he thought it was pretty hot and assured me that my black lover James would like it. 

I couldn't wait for James to see me in it. 

I drove over to James' place. I was wearing some short jean shorts and a little camisole top which was cute, sexy, revealing and good for the warmer weather. I knew people would be able to see my new nipple rings through the flimsy material. Since I got them pierced, I love showing them off.

James drove me over to Tashon's place. Boy is it nice. Tashon owns his own company and does very well. He has a really nice house with a heated pool. Tashon is a big man, black of course; very muscular, attractive and very cool. I met his wife, who is a gorgeous white woman; she used to be a cheerleader for a pro sports team. 

They are a great couple and have two adorable kids. She looked amazing in her bikini considering she had a little one just about a year ago. I saw her later in the day breast feeding her son and I found the sight extremely erotic. Watching her black baby suckle on her lily white breast actually made me think how great it would be if I got pregnant by James.

I don't think there's anything more beautiful or sexy than a pregnant woman. I felt so beautiful and sexy during both my pregnancies. My tits were so big and my nipples so dark. It's truly amazing how your body changes when you get pregnant. I was also incredibly horny all the time. The sex with Mark was amazing when I was pregnant. 

I found myself fantasizing what it would be like if I was carrying James' child. I found the idea to be incredible. There is no better way to show your man how much you love him than carrying his baby. And talk about breaking the ultimate taboo. I imagined the looks I would get from people, my belly swollen with a black man's baby! I didn't think I could ever go through with that, but the thought of it started driving me crazy.

Anyway, it was a great party. It was mostly black people with a few white ladies like me. I loved being there on James' arm, being seen as his married white bitch. We ate, drank, swam, danced, and had a good time. 

I flirted a little with some of the other guys, and a few asked me to dance. I did a little bump and grinding with them, and they would grab or slap my ass a bit. James didn't mind, and I was having a great time. I just love being the center of attention for a bunch of sexy black men.

By the time it got a little dark and the kids had gone to bed, most of the people had left. There were still three white women and four black men hanging around. James was the first to encourage the ladies to go topless by saying, "Why don't you girls show us your titties?" 

The rest of the guys joined in.

I whipped off my top without a moment's hesitation. The other two girls had no trouble going topless either, especially Tashon's wife, she has a perfect body.

I really enjoyed showing off my pierced nipples. I was the only one of the girls with them. I could never have done that before I turned black, but I had changed so much in the last few months that I was very comfortable walking around and showing off in front of my younger black stud, making him proud of his married white bitch. I find it so exciting to show off my body in front of other black men like that.

Both Mark and I are enjoying my newly discovered slutty side.

The guys liked my pierced nipples and told me I was sexy and complimented me by saying things like, "You is one fine sexy bitch. You fine as hell. Love them pale white titties and pierced nipples." 

Knowing that I had them pierced just for James, one said, "You really must be into black cock to do that for James."

I just smiled and replied, "You're so right."

It all made me feel very hot.

It felt really good swimming in the heated pool in the cool evening air. Kissing and making out in the pool with James was wonderful. We were licking and caressing each other. James was feeling my titties as I stroked him through his bathing suit.

The best part of the party was just being with James and being seen as his white bitch.

Eventually we left and went back to James' place where I spent the night and we fucked our brains out. Walking around topless and making out with James in the pool made me so horny, I practically attacked him as soon as we got back to his place.

As James drove I was kissing him and licking him some. I was feeling so nasty and horny I ended up sucking on his rock hard cock as he drove. 

When we got back to his place I led James straight to the bedroom and we each quickly got naked. I motioned to the bed and told him, "Get on all fours."

I got behind him and began to lick his asshole, teasing him and then fucking his asshole with my tongue. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could while stroking his thick black cock with my tiny white hand. 

He was loving it. He started quivering and shaking. 

Then he said, "You so freaky. 

You my white slut. 

You're one cunt that sure know how to lick a niggah's ass."

God I was so turned on! 

After a while I was so horny for him I just had to feel him deep inside me so I said, "Lay back on the bed."

As soon as he was sprawled out, I lowered my wet pussy onto his rock hard cock. I watched us in the mirror as his black shaft disappeared into my pale white body. I felt my vagina being stretched and filled as only a black man can do for me.

I began riding him for all I was worth. 

James started pulling on my nipple rings saying, "You my white slut.

You can't live without my black cock. Can you?"

I couldn't deny it if I wanted to. 

But by then I couldn't talk.

Huge intense orgasms had taken control of my body.

I was shaking uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm griped my vagina and rushed outward to my limbs and head.

Finally I felt James shoot his hot seed deep inside me and my orgasms slowly subsided. 

I got off of him and went right to his cock. 

I took it in my mouth and cleaned off our mingled juices.

I continued sucking him until he was rock hard again. 

Then he got behind me and fucked my ass. Oh it hurt soooooo good as he worked his thick black cock up my tight white ass.

He started slapping my ass and said, "You my white bitch."

Then he said, "Beg me to fuck your ass harder."

I responded, "Please...fuck my fuck me harder.

Fuck my white ass hard!"

Once he's in I'm beyond the pain and I love having his black cock hammering into me.

I started cuming again as soon as I reached between my legs and started playing with my clit. 

All the while, he continued pounding my ass.

He pounded me so good, and lasted a while because he had just cum. 

I sensed he was about to cum again and I begged, "Pull out and cum on my tits."

He pulled out and I spun around just as he blasted a massive load of sperm all over my chest.

James laughed and said, "You a nasty ho," as I licked up his cum off my titties with my fingers.

After that we smoked a blunt and just lay naked in each other's arms until we fell asleep.

In the morning, I woke from the feel of James' full lips sucking on my tits. What a great way to wake up!

We began to kiss and then he mounted me and fucked me missionary style. There must have been plenty of cum left in me because his thick cock slipped right in.

I'm amazed at how quickly I start cuming from James, thick cock.

I started cuming almost immediately and James rode me until I felt his hot gushing cum fill me.

After that we took a shower where we kissed and cleaned each other off with soap and shampoo.

I made French toast for our breakfast, and then I had to leave and go back to my other life with Mark and the kids.

I love that I am a slut for black men, and they love it and love white women like me. It's because of them that I've become a slut. I was rather conservative before I started black sexing, but once I experienced what it was like to be controlled by a truly alpha Negro, I can't get enough of it and I really want to be submissive to them.

It's more than just about black men being well hung. If it was just big cocks it would be too one-dimensional. Black men make us women feel that we are sexy and that we don't have to have the "perfect" body.

Unlike white men who want a Barbie-doll like body on their women, black men seem to appreciate all body types, thin, curvy, tall, thick, it doesn't matter, and they tell their women they like them. What is great about black men is that they love women for being feminine and appreciate real women's bodies, the curves, and that makes us feel so sexy and desirable. 

It's more than just what they say; it's also in the way they act. Black men give off a vibe. I think they are more secure in their sexuality. They come across as masculine, dominant, sexual, and powerful. They just have such a sensual presence about them.

In comparison, white men seem almost effeminate to me now.

And I do love James. James brings out the slut in me that I didn't know existed. That really has surprised me. It feels perfectly natural to let myself go with him and just do anything that he wants.

The idea of worshipping four or five big black cocks at the same time really gets me wet too. I was seriously considering telling James that I wanted to entertain his friends for the bachelor party he's planning.

My new life also makes my husband Mark happy. I dress sexier for him which he likes. In the bedroom, I please him in new and different ways like using my tongue on his asshole, deepthroating his cock, swallowing his cum. We also have more sex than we used to because I am so horny all the time now. 

I was never that much into swallowing cum until I got with James. Part of it is that I want to please him, but it is also nasty to have a black man's cum in your mouth or on your face and tits and then to lick it up and swallow it. I have started to love the taste. It's hard to describe, but slightly salty and at the same time a little sweet. So I've started to enjoy Mark's cum as well.

Ever since I let it slip to my friend Nancy that I was having sex with black men, she's been full of questions. Nancy's a stay-at-home mom like me and we often get together so our kids can play. At first she was shocked that I, a good looking, church going, suburban house wife and mother would seek out black sex. Then she was amazed that I was doing it with my husband's blessing. I explained to her that while sex with Mark was always good, our sex is much better now, and that sex with black men is just fantastic for me.

Nancy confessed that she was in a completely different situation. Sex with her husband wasn't that frequent or that great. For her, sex ended as soon as he came and that never took very long. Also her husband was both jealous and racist, and wouldn't tolerate her taking another lover, let alone, a black lover. However, that didn't stop her from asking a thousand questions about my experience.

Eventually the time came when her frustration and curiosity overcame her reluctance and fear. She asked if she could go with me sometime and fuck one of James' friends. I told her that I thought Earl would love to get into her, but I also warned her that once Earl was finished with her, she would be ruined; she would never be satisfied with sex with white men again.

Nancy came over to our house on a Friday evening so I could take her to the club to meet Earl. I was dressed real slutty; I had on a tight little white top that showed some midriff, no bra of course, so you could see my pierced nipples poking through, and a short mini skirt, thong, and high heels. 

Even though I had told her that I dressed slutty when ever I went out with James, when Nancy first saw me, she was definitely surprised at how little I was wearing. She exclaimed, "You said you dress slutty, but damn!"

Nancy wore a short skirt, not nearly as short as mine, and a blouse showing some cleavage. 

Mark drove us to the club. While Nancy was nervous, she was also excited, and as we rode she asked a thousand questions about Earl. She wanted to know how big he really was, and not just the size of his cock but how big of a person he was, what he was like, things like that

When we arrived, I said, "This is it. You can back out now, but once we go inside you'll be committed to going through with it."

I could see she was a little scared, but she didn't hesitate to say, "Well, let's go in then."

We went in and found James and Earl at the bar. I gave them both a deep kiss, letting each stick his tongue deep into my mouth. James placed his hand right on my breast. Then I introduced them to Nancy. They both said hi, and Earl followed up with, "I heard a lot bout you." 

Through her nervousness Nancy blurted out, "I've heard a lot about you too."

Then we all laughed and each of the guys hugged her.

After that we had a drink and Nancy's nerves settled down. She watched me, almost staring, as I sat on James' lap and kissed and made out with him right in front of Mark. I have to admit it was fun shocking her. 

We danced some. Besides being fun, it gave Nancy more of chance to get to know Earl, and get closer to him physically. She danced tentative at first, but before long she started getting into it and into him. Her dancing became more suggestive and she pressed her body against his a little. 

I felt it was my duty to encourage her, and since I had an audience to show off in front of, I danced as dirty and suggestively as I could. I was all over James, grinding my body against his crotch at every chance. It wasn't long before I felt James getting hard and I was getting wet.

A little later Nancy and I stepped outside and Nancy called her husband and told him that we tried to catch an early show of a movie, but it was sold out and that we were at a bar getting a drink before going to a later show. That would give us some extra time and a good excuse to get home late. 

After a couple of drinks and some more dancing Nancy was sitting on Earl's lap and exchanging deep kisses with him. When the opportunity arose, I took her aside and asked, "Are you ready to go back to James' house?"

I could tell by her expression and body language that my question made her nervous again, but she eagerly responded, "Yes, I'm ready."

Mark followed us as Nancy and I went with James and Earl. I sat in the front with James. Almost as soon as we started James said, "Show your friend how good you are at sucking black cock bitch." 

That was all the encouragement I needed to fish out his cock and begin sucking it in front of Nancy. God did I feel like a slut! 

Then I heard Earl tell Nancy, "Come on girl, come suck this cock. I know you want to try some big black cock; that's why you here, ain't it?"

The next thing I heard was, "Amy, you didn't lie, he is huge!" 

I looked back and there was Nancy's white mouth bobbing up and down on Earl's ebony dick.

We sucked and played with their black cocks until we got to James' house. The guys zipped up and we went inside with Mark following. 

Mark was anxious to watch us with them and he didn't have to wait long. James and Earl took out their cocks and sat on the couch in the living room. Nancy and I got on our knees and took up right where we left off. 

It was very hot. Mark had his cock out and was stroking it, he was so turned on.

James and Earl were making comments on how white married sluts like us love black cock, and then Earl said to Nancy, "I want to see your tits and ass."

With that we both quickly undressed. I was pleased that Nancy didn't hesitate at all in taking her clothes off. Once we were naked, we got back to sucking black cock. 

After a little bit James said to me, "I'm ready to fuck you bitch. Turn around."

I was more than ready. My clit was swollen and throbbing.

Responding to his command, I spun around so he could take me doggie style right there on the living room floor.

As James began to fuck me, I saw Earl lay Nancy back on the couch. As soon as he entered her, she began really moaning and saying, "You're so big and thick. I feel so full!"

She told me later that it did hurt when he first entered her because she never experienced a cock anywhere near as large as Earl's before.

It started getting hard to pay attention to what was happening because I soon entered my own little orgasmic world from being fucked by James. 

I know Nancy must have had several really big orgasms because I remember hearing her screaming as Earl fucked her. 

James and Earl came pretty close together. Each of them pumped their black seed deep in the pussy of their respective white bitch.

I could feel James' cock begin to jerk and twitch deep inside my pussy. My pussy was clinging to his cock like a wet glove as I felt him spew his hot cum inside me. 

Afterward Nancy just kept saying, "It was so good. He's just so big. It felt so wonderful."

I just giggled and said, "I told you so!" 

The guys soon asked us to suck their cocks to get them hard again which we did.

When he was hard, Earl said to me, "Amy get over here, I want to fuck your tight white ass."

James said, "Nancy, time for me to fuck your white pussy."

I could tell by her look that the switch of partners took Nancy completely by surprise. She wasn't expecting a switch, and she was particularly surprised at how willing I was to take Earl's huge cock up my ass.

I was all for it and offered up my ass as Earl got behind me.

He used his finger to lube me up and slowly began to work his huge black cock into my ass. It took a little while and some pain for him to work himself completely in because he's the biggest man I've ever fucked, even bigger than James. But once he got in, he started to fuck me hard. 

I looked over and I saw James pounding Nancy doggie style, squeezing her tits. Both were having a great time. 

What a scene it was.

They both fucked us hard and eventually Earl shot his load in my ass. 

I felt his cock began to jerk and spasm deep inside me. 

I closed my eyes as I felt his hot cum filling my colon.

I had some great orgasms playing with my clit. 

At the same time James was cuming in Nancy. 

I knew I would definitely be sore the next day from Earl's big cock.

After the guys were done with us, Nancy said to me, "Amy, I can't believe you took that monster cock up your ass."

Earl responded, "You'll have your turn bitch. Someday you'll find out what it's like."

By that time we were all pretty spent, including Mark who had cum twice watching us. Plus we had to get Nancy back home, so we got dressed and kissed the guys goodbye. 

On the ride back I was sitting in front with Mark and Nancy rode in back. The whole way home she just couldn't stop talking about what she had just experienced. 

She was saying, "I can't believe how hot it all was. That was the hottest sex I've ever had. I can't get over how sexy Earl and James are. I've never been fucked so good! I can't wait to get back with Earl again."

I talked to Nancy on the phone the next afternoon. She was still on a high from the night before, even though she was sore from Earl's huge cock. She couldn't talk too much since she had to be discreet with her husband around. 

She definitely wanted to do it again, but it would be difficult without her husband finding out. She'd been ruined now and had a dilemma on her hands. She'll never be completely satisfied having sex with men of her own race again. Only a powerful, dominate black man would truly satisfy her.




Amy's Story Ch. 07



I had to admit to myself that I really enjoyed showing off in front of both Nancy and Mark. They were both surprised that I could take Earl's cock up my ass. I just love showing off that I am a white woman who loves sex with black men. 

That makes it difficult when I'm in my role as the stay-at-home mom in middle class white society. Sometimes I want to dress sexier or show off but it's frowned upon. While it is so great to have my outlet to fulfill my fantasies and desires, I feel somewhat constrained in what is expected of me by white society now that I have been exposed to black culture.

James had mentioned to me that one of his friends is getting married in a few months. That's when I told him about a fantasy of mine, one that I shared with Mark years ago. I fantasize I am a stripper at a bachelor party where all the men are black. I would strip and let the men know I was there to please them. The idea of being on my knees and pleasing a group of horny black guys with my mouth gets me very hot. I imagined that after I sucked them all, I would let them have their way with me to do as they pleased. Just the thought of drinking all that nigger cum gets me so wet! 

One morning James called saying he would be in the area on business. I am always horny for black cock. 

I dropped my daughter off with my mother and hurried back home to get ready. The last thing I did before James arrived was to call Mark's office and leave a phone message that James was on his way over to give me a good fucking. I felt so bad, such the slutty wife doing that. 

I was already wet just anticipating his arrival.

When James rang the bell, I was waiting for him wearing just a pair of slutty high heels, an anklet, a little perfume and my nipple rings like a good little married white slut greeting her Nubian god. 

He loved it. 

As soon as he stepped inside my door, I jump up on him, wrapped my legs around his waist and gave him a deep kiss, sinking my tongue into his mouth as far as it will reach.

It was so much fun greeting him like that. I really felt so bad and that I truly was his bitch. 

I practically dragged him into the bedroom and took of his pants so I could suck his cock. 

After a lot of effort, I was finally able to deepthroat him. It wasn't easy, but I was finally able to do it. 

I had been struggling for a while to get over the gag reflex and I was finally able to force his thick cock deep into my throat until my lips were planted against the curly, dark, course pubic hair at the base of his cock. I felt so good finally being able to do that for my man. 

I could tell he liked it too. He was saying, "Only a white ho will deepthroat a niggah like that."

He grabbed my hair and fucked my mouth hard, treating me like the slut I'd become.

Damn do I love sucking black cock.

When he was good and hard, he pulled my head away saying, "Git on all fours bitch."

I got down like I was told and after getting it past my labia he just plunged his black cock full depth into my eager white pussy, stretching me, filling all of me the way only a black man can. 

It was great!

I love to be taken hard like that, and on Mark's and my own bed too.

He was slapping my ass and pulling my hair as he pounded me.

"Mark can't fuck you like this, can he?" He asked.

"No." I managed to get out between orgasms.

'No white man...can fuck me...like you can."

He was fucking my brains out!

James was slapping me, pulling my hair, and all I was really aware of were the orgasms that racked me.

My cunt muscles were clamping hard around his slick black cock as one orgasm after another raced through my body.

Finally he grunted, slowed his strokes and said, "I'm cuming in you bitch."

I felt his hot black seed blast into my womb.

I clenched his dick with my vagina muscles to milk as much sperm from him as I could.

I cleaned his cock up with my mouth, savoring the taste and smells of our mingled cum.

James was saying, "That's it baby clean my dick off and get me hard again so I can fuck you some more."

"Oh I can't wait for you to fuck me again," Was my reply.

As soon as he was hard again, he said, "Git ready, I'm going to tap dat white ass of yours."

I gave him the lube and got on all fours in front of him.

Soon I felt the stab of pain of him working his big black cock into my tight white ass.

"You like getting' your ass fucked, by a real cock don't you?" He demanded of me.

"I love...when you fuck my ass." I grunted in response.

After he was all the way in, he commenced to really hammer me.

I started fingering my clit and I was soon cuming again.

I love being such a wild woman now, its so much fun. James is in charge, he is my ebony master!

He could only stay an hour, but everything was so good being with him. It's like the sex keeps getting better and better and I love him more every time I see him! 

I was even thinking after he left how much I would love to have his child. That pull seemed to be getting stronger in me, to have him plant his seed in me and watch my belly swell, my titties fill with milk as I carry his black baby. 

The message I had left for Mark got him very horny at work. Knowing that at that very minute I was at home getting fucked by James drove him crazy. 

We had great sex after the kids were in bed. 

I was sitting on his face, and while he ate my pussy I was telling him how James had fucked me that very afternoon. 

I was saying, "James is so good when he fucks me. Your little white cock just can't satisfy me the way James can." 

That got us both very hot.

*

We hope you liked this continued story. Any feedback I receive will be shared with Amy and Mark.



Amy's Story Ch. 08



Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.

*

I spent another Saturday night at James' place. I drove to his house in the early evening and we both went to the bar and hung out some. I had a drink and flirted with some of the other back guys. Mostly I made out with James a lot. 

It was a little cool, unseasonably so, so I wore some low-rise jeans with some slutty high heels and a little camisole top with spaghetti straps. I never wear a bra when I'm with black men. My top was tight and sexy. I had taken out the rings and put in a pair of gold barbells in my nipples, so it wasn't very obvious they were pierced. Of course I was wearing my wedding rings.

I was sitting on James lap, kissing and licking him. He ran his black hand up my top to feel my white tits right there in the bar. I've become such an exhibitionist. I liked that everybody could see I was his married white bitch and that I was totally his to do with as he pleased.

It was a short ride back, so we just kissed and caressed each other as he drove.

Back at James' place we just chilled a little. We watched some TV, smoked a blunt, and made out some more. Smoking weed makes me mellow, but at the same time makes me horny. So, after making out with my man in public and having some weed, I was so horny that I just got up and started stripping. I put on some hip hop music and danced and swayed as suggestively as I knew how. Teasingly, I slowly got naked for my black stud.

Because they're so awkward to get out of, I first took off were my jeans and put my shoes back on. I love my slutty shoes! 

Next I pulled off my top, revealing my B breasts, nipples taunt and pierced. I got my nipples pierced just for James. I wanted to show how much I loved him and that I was his white bitch.

I danced for a while in my thong and shoes, getting close to James, pushing my tits into his face and letting him slap my ass. Finally, I slithered out of the thong, but left my shoes on.

I just love being naked for James, giving him total, uninhibited access to my body. I ended up staying naked until the next morning.

I started undressing my man. I pulled off his shirt so I could kiss and lick his muscular ebony chest. 

I waited until I had him completely naked before I started sucking and worshiping his gorgeous black cock. It felt so good to feel his nice thick cock grow and harden in my mouth. I love that I've learned to deep throat him. I can now get it all in my mouth with the head deep down my throat. I love the feel of his thick pubic hair against my lips.

James was saying, "That's it bitch, take all my niggah cock.

Suck my black cock like the ho you be."

I get so wet and horny when he talks to me that way, treating me like the white slut I've become.

It's hard to explain, but I'm proud to be his slut now. That's what James expects of me and I want nothing better than to please him.

When James was fully hard, I grabbed his cock and said, "Let's go to the bedroom now. I want you to fuck my brains out,"

I led him by his cock to his own bedroom. There I had him sit on the bed while I knelt before him sucking him, forcing his cock as far down my throat as it would go, feeling his fat cock stretching my throat as my chin brushed his balls. His cock was so big and hard in my throat. I so love that I can do that now, that I no longer gag as I take him all in.

All the while I was looking admiringly up into his dark eyes.

Before long I felt him tense as he blew his load into my mouth, and I commenced to greedily swallow his salty sweet cum. I so love having a man cum in my mouth, and I sucked him dry.

I was so wet by that point. I really needed to be fucked!

I kept sucking James even as he started to go limp in my mouth. I moved down to his balls, taking one than the other in my mouth. 

James raised his hips so I could get my tongue to his ass hole. I tongue fucked his ass, pushing my tongue as far up his ass as I possibly could.

"That's it cunt, suck my ass." James was saying.

"That feel so good. Keep on lickin bitch.

You my married white ho. You do anything for me.

You sure a freak.

You love sucking black ass, don't you?"

"Yes" I responded. "I love tongue fucking nigger ass.

I will do anything for you."

I so love being his white slave whore.

Soon he was rock hard again. I got on top of him and slid my dripping, juicy white pussy down on his black cock.

I so love the feeling of being stretched and filled to capacity by a thick cock.

I watched in the mirror as his black penis was enveloped by my white body. That sight is so erotic, I never tire of seeing our naked, contrasting bodies locked together in sex.

I started riding him hard, feeling the head of his cock bucking up against my cervix.

I was soon cuming. I was cuming hard as his mighty black cock stimulated all of my vagina as only a thick cock can.

I was lost in a haze of ecstasy.

I was grunting and slamming down on him as hard as I could and he was thrusting up to meet me. 

Never is the penetration deeper than when we fuck with me riding him. I was like an animal, I couldn't get enough.

I was sweating, gasping for air, but I kept riding him as hard and fast as I could.

I wanted still more; couldn't get enough. 

I just had to keep cuming, it felt so great.

James was the first to break the rhythm. 

"Get on all fours, bitch." He commanded.

I quickly got off, and eagerly awaited his assault.

"Beg for my cock cunt."

I really needed to have him back inside me. "Please fuck me James.

I need to feel your big black cock back inside me." I begged.

I felt a stinging slap as he smacked my ass hard. Then I felt his cock slid back inside me, back where it belongs.

I'm convinced my vagina was made to be filled by black cock.

James grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled on it as he slapped my ass some more and started to really pound my pussy.

"Tell me how much you love black cock." He ordered.

"There's nothing...I love...more than...black cock." I managed to get out.

I was cuming again.

It was all so HOT what he was doing to me!

'How good is it...to fuck my niggah dick?" He asked.

"There's...nothing better. 

I love your...black cock.

I love it...when you...fuck me like...this.

I love you James!"

"You my...white ho!" He exclaimed.

I had to agree with him, "Yes...I'm your whore...I do...what ever...you want."

God, it was so wonderful, the way I felt, the orgasms just shot through me. I love so to be man handled like that.

"Can Mark fuck you good as this?" he challenged.

"No!" I quickly agreed. 

"He...can't fuck me...like you can.

You...fuck me...so much better...than Mark does.

He can't...make me...cum like this.

Only you can...make me...cum this hard."

It was all true.

My husband can never make me cum as hard or as intensely as James can.

Or as any black man can for that matter.

It was all so good.

After pounding me for a long time, James slowed his strokes, pulled hard on my hair, pushed as deeply into me as he could, and shot his seed deep inside my pussy as he let out a loud groan.

That was some great sex.

We were both played out. We snuggled some, smoked another blunt and fell to sleep in each other's arms.

I woke up first.

I scooted down and took James into my mouth and began to suck him. I love to wake him up that way. I even love the taste and smell of our mingled stale cum. As soon as he was hard, he took me into the shower and bent me over and fucked me there.

One of the things I love about spending the night at James' place is that I am naked the whole time so he can enjoy my body when ever he wants.

After we were cleaned up, I made us French toast just as if I was his live-in bitch.

I got home to my husband and two young children around mid morning.

That night Mark was fucking me and I started to talk dirty to him. I said, "You know what a whore I am?

Your wife is a slut for nigger cock.

I love nigger cock and I'll do anything to get some.

Niggers make me cum so hard.

You can't satisfy me the way black men can."

It drove him wild! He started pounding into me as hard as he could, and when he came, he came hard. I came too, but not hard, not the way I cum from a black cock.

Later that week, late in the afternoon, I got a call from James. Hey babe, I really want to see you. Come on over tonight."

It was basically a booty call, and I was happy to take it. Right after dinner I put on a sexy pair of shorts and a little top and drove over to James place.

I had been thinking that as I good little slut, I should be naked as much as possible when I'm around James. That way I can be available for him or his friends whenever they want. So as soon as I walked through the door, I kissed James and dropped my clothes on the floor. I felt so bad doing that, and it felt so hot!

I lead James to the living room where I guided him to a couch, sat him down, took off his pants and unbuttoned his shirt. Then I worshiped his black cock with my mouth for the next 15 minutes. I just love sucking his beautiful cock, it gets me so wet to please him that way, and to look up into his eyes as I suck him, mmmmm. All the time, he's telling me what a bad little slut I am.

James hadn't cum yet when he led me into his bedroom. "Get on all fours bitch", he ordered. "I'm going to tap that white ass of yours."

He lubed us both up and got on the bed behind me. I watched our reflection in the mirror. I saw his ebony rod poised at my lily white ass. My heart was pounding with anticipation. I was so turned on. 

I was jolted by the stab of pain as he drove his cock into me. Even after all the ass pounding I've experienced, the initial penetration still hurts because he's so thick, but it was getting easier and the pain didn't last long. 

Soon James was really pounding me and it really felt good. I started rubbing my clit and I couldn't believe how hard I started cuming. 

I was spasming and gasping for breath. 

Huge orgasms were radiating out from my center to my arms and legs.

He pounded me for a while then pulled out. "Turn around bitch", he commanded.

I turned and lay back. He stroked his cock until he came all over me, most of it landing on my tits. 

"You look real fine with my niggah cum all over your white tittes", he exclaimed.

I agreed with him and began to lick up his cum with my fingers.

Then he added, "you sure a ho to lick up my cum like that."

"I'm your whore, your married white slut to do with as you please", I replied.

Then to drive home the point, having licked myself clean, I started cleaning his cock with my mouth.

"You one freaky white slut," he added.

It felt so bad and wrong, what I was doing. I was really enjoying myself. I liked the very nasty white slut I'd become.

We lay in bed for a little bit and then I got dressed and left. I couldn't stay that long and it was obvious that James was just looking to get off and he was done with me.

Of course Mark wanted to hear all about what transpired when I got home. It got him very horny and we had some good hot sex afterwards.

Later that week I was at the mall shopping, looking for a necklace and a cross to wear. The idea of me dressed real slutty wearing a cross around my neck is so wrong that I just had to do it. I wasn't wearing anything real sexy, but certainly something I wouldn't have worn last summer before becoming a slut for black men. I had on a pair of low-rise jeans and a little top that showed some of my midriff. I keep myself in shape and I look pretty good at 35.

This good looking nigger, muscular, earrings, tattoos, early twenties caught my attention. He was definitely sexy and looked pretty thuggish. I guess I wasn't very discrete because he noticed me looking his way. 

He came over and starting to talk to me, hitting on me. His introduced himself as Jamal, and asked how I was doing, what I was shopping for. He told me that I was one hot woman; he was definitely a smooth talker. 

He was fucking hot too! I find black men so attractive and I want to get with them. When I see a muscular black man, I get so horny. I know its crazy, but seeing a thug ass nigger gets me so hot. Knowing that I could be a freaky white slut for him, pleasing him, having him pound me gets me wet, especially if he is cut, and has tattoos or is wearing some bling.

I got weak in the knees just talking to him! I felt like a teenage girl as we chatted. 

I began to flirt by laughing and touching him, using my body language to let him know that I found him hot. I just couldn't help it. When he left, he gave me his phone number. 

I started thinking seriously about calling him. If I did though, I figured I wouldn't tell James. After all, I am sure that there are other women that James is fucking besides me, so why couldn't I be a playa too, right?

I did tell Mark about what happened though. He thought it was hot, that a good looking young black stud was interested in me. We had some good sex that night, talking about what I could do with Jamal.

Both Mark and I get excited when I attract the attention of black men, particularly in public.

James invited me to another pool party at Tashon's house. This time I planned on taking Mark along; I was thinking that it could be pretty wild and that Mark would like to watch what a slut I can be around a pool. 

I went out and bought a thong bikini; after all it was expected to get up to 90. Of course the real reason I bought it was that I like black men to know that I want them and that I'm available.

Even without the bikini, I guess I give off a vibe and black men seem to know that I want them, and that is hot.

I also knew that the party would definitely stir up feelings of having a baby by James because I would see Tashon's wife's two beautiful bi-racial children. I'd been thinking a lot about having a black baby. 

I was feeling the need to have a black seed growing inside of me; it is hard to describe how much I wanted it. 

I think a lot of it is biology. Negro men come across as very masculine and therefore more virile and dominant and at the same time protective and that attract us women. At least it had a strong hold on me.

I feel a need to be submissive to black men. And what could be more submissive than to allow yourself be impregnated by one of them.

Saturday afternoon arrived and Mark did the driving. I looked like a total whore, a little halter top, daisy-duke shorts and high heels. 

We picked up James at his house. James and I made out in the back seat all the way to the pool party. James had my tits out and we kissed and rubbed against each other, what fun! 

I think that in the last couple of weeks Mark has become more comfortable with the whole idea and resigned to the fact that I am a total whore for black cock.

As soon as we got there, I changed into my bikini in the little pool house next to the pool. I couldn't wait to get as naked as I could as soon as possible so I could strut around in front of all the black men that were there.

It was a great time, good food, great music. I danced a lot and flirted a bit with some good looking niggers, particularly Tashon. But most of the time I stayed close to James. Mark stayed off to the side chatting with some of the guys, but usually where he had a view of what I was doing. All the other guys were black, and they were amused that Mark had come his wife and her black lover to the party. .

A couple of hours into the party, after all the kids had left, I took my top off. To Mark's delight, some of the other ladies followed suit. I just love showing off my pierced nipples, swimming topless and giving James easy access to play with my titties. He didn't hesitate to make out with me showing every one that I was his white bitch.

The best part of the whole day was being at the party as James' white trophy. I just loved the looks I got and showing my husband what I slut I was.

James and I made out some more on the way home. I took his cock out and sucked it till it was real hard so he'd be ready for me as soon as we got back to his place. After being outside practically naked for most of the evening, I was so horny I couldn't wait to feel my favorite black cock stretching my pussy.

James didn't say much when we got home. He just led me into the living room, tore off my clothes off, bent me over the couch and started fucking me. 

I knew I had made him real horny. I also think he wanted to demonstrate to my husband that I was his bitch and show Mark how he handles his wife. 

I was already dripping wet, so his big black cock slid right into my tight white pussy. His penetration filled my vagina the way I need it to be filled, the way only a black cock has ever filled it. It felt so good and so right as he started pounding me.

James was rougher than usual. He started man-handling me, slapping my ass so hard his hand left red marks. He pulled my hair till my head was pulled all the way back. It was a huge turn on to have him just take me that way. 

I'd asked Mark to be rougher with me and he tries, but he just doesn't have it in him to treat me the way black men do. 

James was really pounding me hard as he said, "You like it rough, don't ya?"

"Yyyes!" I managed to get out.

James laughed and replied, "White sluts love getting fucked by big black cock."

I was overcome with massive orgasms by then. 

I'm the kind of woman that just needs to be dominated, and craves to be dominated by a big alpha nigger. 

And when I am, I just cum so hard!

My whole body was shaking as wave after wave of orgasm started in my vagina and traveled like shock waves out to my extremities.

Orgasm after orgasm hit my brain, leaving me dazed, only partially aware of where I was or that Mark was watching it all.

After I don't know how long, James slowed and grunted as I felt his black seed shoot deep inside me.

By that time Mark, who had been stroking himself, had already cum twice. James looked over at him and said, "See how your pretty white wife need be fucked? She a slut for niggah cock and hasta be fucked like the whore she be.

But you can't fuck her like that; that's why she my bitch!" he added.

We were both hot and sweaty, and I was sure exhausted. We relaxed on the couch a bit and got composed. I needed some time to get down from my orgasmic high. We each had a drink since we had worked up quite a thirst.

After a little while James said, "Come on bitch. Get into the bed room. I'm going to fuck that nice white ass of yours."

On the drive back home Mark was pretty elated. "You two look so great together." He stated. "You were so hot! I just can't believe you can take his big cock up your ass."

What a great Saturday!

Early the next week I watched Nancy's kids in the afternoon so she could meet and get fucked by with Earl, the black stud I had introduced her to. Just knowing what she was doing as I watched the children got me so worked up. I was so horny, I had to call James. 

When I'm horny like that, I love to call James and have him tell me how he's going to fuck me the next time we meet, and we often arrange a time for that very thing to happen. Unfortunately I couldn't get him at work. I was so horny; I decided to call Jamal instead. I was so excited dialing his number that my hand was shaking. It felt so wrong to be soliciting a thug nigger I had just barely met. Who could know what I was getting myself into? 

Jamal didn't answer, so I left my number and asked him to call back. 

When Nancy stopped to pick up her kids, I could see she had had a great time getting fucked by Earl. She was all smiles. Too bad she can't share the experience with her husband the way I can.




Amy's Story Ch. 08



When Jamal called back, it was too late for any action that day. He told me he had expected me to call sooner. 

Anyway, I told him, "I would like to get together with you next week sometime." It's hard to explain how excited I felt talking to him, saying those words; what a rush it was. 

Jamal teased me some. He knew why I called, but still asked, "What you want ta do when we git tagetha?"

I made it quite clear. "I want to suck your black cock and have you fuck me senseless." I responded.

I knew I would be very horny from not having black cock for a while by the time I would see Jamal. I wouldn't have the chance to see James in the coming weekend; we had to go to a family wedding out of state. It would be the longest time I'd be without black sex since I started doing black men.

As the day approached to meet Jamal, I was so fucking horny! I just knew that he would know how to treat a white slut like me. He gives off a real masculine thug-like vibe. 

There were so many thoughts running through my mind of what would happen, how I would act, how he would treat me, how big his cock is, etc. I got so wet just thinking about it.

I also realized that once I'd fucked Jamal I would pass a milestone. I would have had sex with more black men in a few months than all the white men in all the years previous. I just loved being a whore for black cock, and I was equally amazed on how far it had gone and how it consumed me. 

The whole thing was driving me crazy! The thought of having a black man's baby growing inside of me was so good, felt so right. And when people would see me with my child they would know that I love black men, and that is so hot! 

UHHHHHHH! It was so frustrating. 

Both Mark and I had taken a huge step already by me taking black lovers. We both loved the idea of me fucking black man and being their slut. I loved doing it and he loved watching and the sex was amazing. We both loved the sexual person that I had evolved into. 

That being said, it is a big step to accepting me becoming pregnant by a black man. There may be a time when Mark accepts it, but I thought that unlikely. I knew I just couldn't to go out and get pregnant because I feared that would end our marriage. 

The next day I meet with Jamal. Nancy repaid the favor and watched my kids. 

I met him at the mall and I followed him back to his place. For the occasion, I was wearing a pair of short shorts, thong, heels and a belly shirt with no bra. 

My heart was in my throat. I'd been fucked by black men before, but this was different. I didn't have the protection of my husband of a black lover I could trust. I would be all alone with a thuggish nigger in his house at lunch time and no one knew where I was. 

This was not what a married mother of two should do. I felt both vulnerable and bad. 

We drove to a small two bedroom condo. Jamal shares it with a roommate who was at work. 

We both knew why we were there, so we pretty much got right down to it. He led me into the bedroom where we started undressing each other.

Jamal was probably just under 6 foot and about 175 lbs I guess, pretty dark, hair in cornrows. He definitely was rough around the edges, hard to describe, pretty thuggish actually. He was 24, 11 years younger than me. It was so hot to know I'd be fucking a much younger man. 

Each piece of clothing I removed revealed more of an absolutely gorgeous body. I just loved his tattoos, a tribal band tattoo around a bicep and a Chinese character on his shoulder. 

When I had him naked, I could see that he was really fucking hot, a great body, muscular, six-pack abs and a nice cock. His cock was even darker than he was.

He really loved the fact that my nipples were pierced. I knew as soon as he saw them he would know that I was a real slutty whore. 

He started by playing with them and sucking them. He bit one of my nipples so hard tears came to my eyes and I whimpered in pain. 

That just made him bite a little harder. 

As he bit and sucked on that nipple, he was pulling on the ring of the other one.

I was getting real wet. My pussy was almost dripping.

Then I got on my knees and began to suck his beautiful, thick, black cock. As his cock hit the back of my throat he let out a moan. I could see his big brown eyes staring down looking deep into my blue eyes as I worked my mouth up and down his cock. 

Sucking on a cock gets me so wet and horny; being submissive in that position is such a huge turn on for me. 

While I was sucking him off he started saying, "You sure a ho. Tell me how much you love black cock."

With that he pulled it out of my mouth and started slapping my face with his rock hard cock, teasing me. 

I was on fire at that point. My pussy was slick with my juices. My clit and nipples were already throbbing in anticipation of what was about to happen.

"I can't get enough black cock," I responded. "I'm a married white slut; I'll do anything for nigger cock."

"Git on you hands and knees bitch." He ordered. I love ta fuck married white pussy."

That got me even hotter.

I hopped onto his bed and offered my butt to him. I felt the mattress sag as he got up behind me. Next there was the pressure of his cock head pressing against my pussy lips. 

I was thrusting my hips back at him like a greedy whore trying to get his dick in my frothing pussy. 

I didn't care. I desperately needed his cock in me.

As I pressed back into him he thrust forward. As he started pushing his cock in me I could feel my cunt walls expanding. My pussy was on fire.

He rammed the full length into my soaked pussy.

His cock wasn't as long as some of the other black cocks I'd had, but it was definitely thick so it stretched my vagina nicely and filled me up the way I needed.

I gave myself over to the sensation of having a big black cock fucking me. It was wonderful. 

I could feel my pussy clinging around his hard shaft as he pushed it in and out of me. 

With each stroke, I was thrusting my pussy at him as hard as I could.

He began to pound me good, slapping my ass hard enough to leave red marks, pulling my blond hair till it hurt.

Orgasm after orgasm began to roll through my body.

Jamal was saying, "You sure a slut.

The way you go afta' nigga cock.

Married white bitch like you comin' here ta git yo pussy filled wit my black cock."

It was great! 

After a while of him fucking me, I told him, "I want to ride your black cock." 

That way I knew I could get it in as deep as possible.

He liked that idea. 

"Ok bitch, climb on." He said as he pulled out and lay back on the bed, his glossy, thick black shaft gleaming in the noon light.

I got on top of him reverse cowgirl-style. My slick, white pussy easily swallowed his black dick. I could see our reflection in the mirror; it was so hot. 

It was so good feeling him slide so deep inside me. I started riding his cock as hard as I could. 

He put his finger up my ass. That made me cum so hard! 

This nigger had staying power. 

I just kept riding his cock, letting orgasm after orgasm ignite in my vagina and radiate out through my body like an electric current.

I was lost in my cuming.

I was oblivious to anything else around me.

He was fucking me like a machine.

When he was finally ready to cum, he pulled out and rolled me off him. Then he shot his massive load all over my tits.

He commanded, "Lick up my black seed bitch." 

That was so very nasty; I loved it! 

It was as if he was marking me as his slut.

As I licked up his cum with my fingers, Jamal laid back on the bed watching.

As soon as I had licked myself clean, I leaned over his crotch and took his softening cock into my mouth.

I could taste and smell my pussy juices on him.

I sucked him until he was hard again. I love the feel of a large cock stiffening and growing in my mouth.

It didn't take very long before he was rock hard again. I just love younger men.

I heard him say, "Now I'm gonna tap dat white ass of yours."

"I love getting my ass fucked by a big black cock." I responded.

I got back up on all fours. Soon I was all lubed up and I felt his thick cock pressing against my rose bud.

He wasted no time working himself in, stretching my ass as he went. His cock was so thick that it really hurt as he forced himself up inside me.

Once in, the pain was replaced by ecstasy.

He began really pounding me. 

Our bodies were slick with sweat.

I started fingering my clit and was soon cuming.

He was abusing my ass, pounding me real hard.

I so love to be dominated by a muscular black man.

It was heavenly, being used that way. 

I was cuming hard again.

Then he pulled out and came all over my ass and back when he shot his load.

What a great way to spend the afternoon in wild and nasty sex.

Later that night I related everything to Mark. He loved the idea of me going off in the middle of the day to meet a 'nasty nigger'. He also thought it was hot that a much younger black man wanted me. He was just disappointed that he wasn't able to watch.  

A few days later Mark and I saw a white woman who was about seven months pregnant. She was with a black man. It was so erotic to see them together. I told Mark how hot I thought that was. He acknowledged that he thought the couple looked sexy too. Of course he didn't know how much I wanted to get pregnant by James either, but I had planted the seed.

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Amy's Story Ch. 09



Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.

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I was excited and really looking forward to the evening. My husband Mark drove us both to my favorite club. It's the place in our city where white chicks go to hook up with sexy black men.

I made sure I was ready for the evening. My dress was a very short black mini-skirt, high slutty heels and a tiny pink top, a little belly shirt, extra small and tight with no bra of course. It was easy to make out the outline of my nipple rings through the thin fabric. 

We found James at the bar. He gave me his usual greeting, a long deep kiss as he slides a black hand up under my shirt and fondles a lily white breast. Only after that did he acknowledge Mark by shaking hands. I love the way he posses me right in front of my husband and anyone else who might be around.

James and I had a few drinks and danced. It had been a while since we had been together so it was great to dance with him and be seen as his woman. 

Mark was content to stay at the table and take it all in. He loves to watch all the pretty white girls in scanty outfits dancing and flirting with large black men.

I was dancing very dirty, grinding myself against James every chance I got. I noticed a lot of the other black men watching me. My exhibitionist side has really come out since I've turned black. I love attracting the attention of sexy black men.

I was really enjoying myself and feeling pretty wild. Maybe it was the drinks, or perhaps it was because Mark was with us and I wanted to put on a show for him. Whatever the reason, I was feeling very sexy, and I was having fun working myself into a higher level of excitement.

After a bit we were back at the table with Mark taking a break. I was sitting on James lap kissing and licking him. I asked James, "would it be OK if I if I flirted and danced with some of the other niggers?" 

"Of course Babe," he said, "as long as they're niggahs." He enjoys watching me with other men as much as my husband Mark does.

I made eye contact with a tall, cut looking young black guy standing at the bar. He promptly came over and asked if I wanted to dance.

With both my men for an audience, as well as the rest of the people in the club, I wanted to show what kind of girl I was. I started dancing real dirty from the start. Besides grinding, I caressed the quickly growing bulge in his pants. It wasn't long before I had him supper hard right there on the dance floor!

I also flashed my titties a couple of times. I had seen some other women do that at the club, and nobody seemed to mind. 

I just pulled up my shirt and gave him a good look at my pierced nipples.

I also made sure he had a chance to get a good feel each time.

Of course, I was very popular, and had the chance to dance with quite a few black guys that night. I was definitely out of control, but it was so much fun flirting and dancing with sexy niggers like that.

By the time we left the club, I was supper horny. As soon as I hopped in James' car, I took off my top so he could play with my titties as he drove. I had his cock out and in my mouth before we were out of the parking lot. The whole drive to his house, I just lay in James' lap and worshipped his cock with my mouth. I swear, after my antics of the evening, I was so horny, I wanted to just climb onto his cock right there in the car! 

It had been so long since I had been with James: I missed him sooooo much. As soon as we were at his house, I went right inside and to his bedroom. I didn't even bother to put my top back on to walk inside. I figured his neighbors already know who I am and why I visit.

I threw off my clothes, what were left of them, and got right on all fours on the bed. 

I started playing with my pussy and begged James, "James I'm so horny, I need you to fuck me.

Look how wet I am for you.

I need you inside me so bad.

I need to feel your hot cum in my pussy.

Please fuck me James!"

Mark watched as James got behind me on the bed. 

James' thick black cock was rock hard from my administrations during our drive. I felt the swollen head pressing against my slick pussy lips for just a moment as they easily parted allowing his thick rod to slide home into my vagina where it belongs.

It was so good to have him fill me, to stretch me to accommodate his largness.

"Oh god, you feel so good!" I exclaimed.

He grabbed hold of my hips and started pounding me real hard.

I was so horny, my orgasms started almost with his first stroke. 

They were so good, shooting out from my vagina to my extremities.

I was dimly aware of Mark watching the spectacle before him and stroking himself to climax.

James grasped a handful of hair and pulled my head back.

"Oh yes James...fuck me." I managed to get out.

"You my white bitch," James said as he continued pounding me like the slut I'd become.

"You sure a ho for niggah cock.

I seen that tonight.

Only a slut dance wit niggahs the way you do.

Ain't that right, cunt?"

"Yyyes," I managed to get out in the midst of a gut-twisting orgasm.

When that wave subsided a little, I added, "I'm your...white slut.

To fuck...as you want."

With that I felt James tense, slow and push deep into me as be blasted his black seed deep into my womb.

Then we both collapsed on the bed sweaty and exhausted. 

Shortly James got up and got us a blunt. James and I relaxed and smoked some. Mark still refuses to join us. I've found a little smoke makes me mellow and gets me even more horny.

When we were done with the smoke, I rolled over onto James and started sucking his cock back to life.

I'm a very oral person and really love sucking cock, especially black cock.

I could taste and smell our mixed cum and sweat. I so love the taste of cum, even my own, as long as I'm sucking it off a big black dick. I cleaned and sucked his cock making it very dark and shiny with my saliva. I gloried as I felt it start to come to life and harden in my mouth.

When he was fully hard, I lowered my lips down James' thick rod until I could feel the head at the back of my throat.

Now that I'd trained my self to resist my natural gag reflex, I filled my lungs with air and pushed the head of his cock deeper down my throat.

I didn't stop until my lips rested against his coarse, curly pubic hair.

Then I fucked his cock with my throat as long as breath would allow.

Pulling off for air, I kissed and licked my way to his balls.

I took my time drawing each huge ball into my mouth and sucking it in turn.

I moved my tongue down to James' ass crack and started licking my way to his ass hole.

James raised his hips as I neared my goal.

I began by teasing the rim of his ass hole with my tongue.

Then slowly I began working my tongue up his ass until I had it as deep as I could possibly get it.

James raised his hips still further, encouraging me, "That's it bitch, lick my black ass."

I started tongue fucking him; reaching my tongue up as far as I could.

I could feel James tremble as he said, "You sure...a freaky white bitch.

Ta...tongue fuck a niggah's ass...like this.

Look at this Mark.

See what you woman do for her niggah."

Knowing I had him really hard, I crawled on top of him and lowered my soppy pussy onto his thick black pole. 

I watched our reflection in the mirror as his blackness was absorbed into my white torso. I never get tired of seeing that sight. The skin contrast, the invasion of white by black, It is so hot!

I just started riding his hard, thick cock with wild abandon. James is never as deep inside me as he is when I'm riding him like that.

I could feel his cock hitting against my cervix as he raised his hips to meet my downward thrusts.

James either was holding my hips or playing with my tits and pulling my nipple rings.

I felt my vagina start to spasm as it contracted around the mighty dick that was penetrating every part of it, stimulating every nerve at once.

I was cuming real hard as I bounced up and down on his beautiful black cock.

I looked over at Mark and said, "James fucks me so good.

He...makes me cum...so hard!

You can't make me cum... the way...James can.

God!

I love you...James!"

Mark said something, but he sounded so far away, I couldn't hear him.

All I cared about was how James was fucking me.

I was losing touch with reality as my whole body quacked in orgasmic spasms.

I was actually being fucked senseless.

I was reduced to moaning and whimpering.

James lasted a long time before he finally blew his load into me.

I was really sweaty, totally exhausted and disoriented from cuming so hard and so long.

Mark had cum again rather hard himself, but he still had the strength to gather me up and drive me home.

It is amazing to think that until recently I had never had sex with a black man and now I couldn't get enough.

I had suggested to James that we go to Atlantic City for an entire weekend, and before I knew it he made us reservations at a casino hotel.

When I told Mark that I would be going away for an entire weekend of black sexing, he was surprisingly pretty good with it. I guess since I'd already spent several nights at James' place it didn't seem that big of a deal to him.

Oh my God. I couldn't believe we were to get a chance to get away for a whole weekend. As the weekend neared, I was so excited, I could hardly wait. I would be able to wake up in my lover's black arms and not have to rush home to husband and kids. I knew it was going to be so fucking hot!

I spent Thursday at the salon. Got my hair trimmed and lightened. I'm a dirty blond naturally, but since I've turned black, I've gone true blond.

I also did some shopping and bought some real sexy things for my man. I got a thong bikini for the beach, some lingerie and a sexy black dress. I wanted to look real sexy for my nigger and make James proud to be seen with me. 

By the time we were to leave, I hadn't seen James at all for two weeks, so I was extra horny for our getaway.

James picked me up at my house in his Lexis on Friday afternoon. We had a beautiful day for the drive. I wore a cute sundress that buttoned up the front. It was kinda short to show a lot of leg and also showed a little cleavage. 

As soon as I got in his car, I snuggled against James and he started caressing me all over as he drove and we talked. He started by running his hand under my dress and playing with my tits and nipple rings while I ran my hand over the bulge in his crotch. 

By the time we were on the interstate, he had my dress unbuttoned and down to my waist so he could more easily play with my titties.

All the while we continued talking, laughing and listening to music. It was a great time. 

Other cars could see what he was doing, but I didn't care. Actually, I felt rather naughty being groped by a black hand where people could just see us, and I liked that feeling.

James started passing a car full of black guys when he slowed and matched their speed. "Show those niggahs your titties babe," he commanded.

I was happy to oblige. I turned sideways and held up my bare breasts, one in each hand and smiled. Then I held them out by my nipple rings.

The other niggers sure loved it too. They cheered, clapped or gave me thumbs up. I could tell they were wanting to get a piece of me. Of course, I'd be all for it if they could. 

I loved it! It made me feel really nasty.

James was proud to show off his white bitch to his bros. 

James moved his hand up my leg and brushed his finger over my little patch of pubic hair. "Glad ta see you're not wearing panties. I like ta finger your wet little white cunt as I drive."

Just being in the car with James, him playing with my tits and flashing other cars, I was already wet with excitement.

He started running his fingers over my pussy lips and tweaked my hard clit. I arched my back as he ran his big black fingers in and out of my pussy. 

I had some nice little orgasms as he finger-fucked me. Pleasant little orgasms that came as little "pops" at my clitoris and made me feel warm and sexy.

By the time we reached the Garden State Parkway, I was bobbing my head up and down on James' cock. He came in my mouth and I greedily swallowed all his cum. After all I didn't want there to be a mess in the car.

We checked into our hotel and James got us a great suite, a nice big bedroom with a separate living room and a Jacuzzi. We went to the casino for a bit before we went to dinner. It was so great to be together as a couple, it was wonderful.

After dinner, I tried a few slots and some roulette, but I mostly watched James play blackjack and craps. He did rather well; I figure he probably came out a few hundred ahead. It felt really great being with a man who could go to the gaming tables and win like that.

After dinner we went up to our room. We pretty much just fucked all night.

The next morning I woke up first and began to suck James' cock as he slept. I just love waking him up that way. After I got him nice and hard, he fucked me good, doggie style.

Then he ordered room service for breakfast and said he had a couple of surprises for me. 

We were lying naked in bed just kissing and caressing each other when breakfast came. I started to get up to put something on, but James said, "Don't bother babe. Just stay as you are."

So I lay back in bed naked, without even a sheet over me. 

James put on a robe and went to get the breakfast cart. When he came back to the bedroom, he brought along the guy from the hotel who brought it up. 

He was a black kid, looked as if he was just out of high school, and real cute. James introduced me to him, "Jerome, this be Amy, my married white bitch.

Do you like what you see Jerome?"

Jerome instantly responded, "Oh yeah!"

"Would you like her to suck your cock for your tip?" James questioned.

"I sure would like that." 

Then to me James commanded, "Babe suck this young niggah's black dick."

I thought James just wanted to show me off, so I was a little surprised.

However, I love being James' submissive bitch. He has complete control over me and my body. It's all for him. Whatever he wants is what I want. 

I got out of bed and onto my knees before a black kid I'd never seen before who was close to half my age.

Jerome lost no time in whipping out his very black cock.

I took it all into my mouth and began sucking it to life. He was hard in no time; I could really grow to love young niggers.

Jerome started saying, "You real good at sucking cock.

Do you like black dick?"

"Oh, yes," I replied. "I'm a slut for nigger cock. I can't get enough."

He was treating me real easy, not rough at all. I think he was intimidated by James being there. Besides, I don't think he knew how to handle a little white whore like me yet.

"That's it, suck my nigga dick girl," he continued.

When he said that, I started to deep-throat him. He didn't last long after that. 

I no sooner sucked his cock all the way in and started throat fucking him than he said, "God, you some cock sucker!"

He started to jerk and cum right in my throat.

I pulled back and caught a lot of his load in my mouth. Then he pulled back. I closed my eyes as he shot the last of his load over my face and hair. It wasn't just thick; there was a lot of it. 

My face felt like it was completely covered in thick cum. It was very sticky and warm and it really clung to my skin. It was so thick it didn't even run down my face.

It felt so warm sliding down my throat and it left a wonderful taste in my mouth. I caught up what I could with my fingers and licked it up from there. Then I cleaned off his cock with my mouth, sucking every last drop from him.

I wanted to show him just how good a white bitch I could be. 

The whole thing was so hot. I felt like such a slut! It really turned me on to show off like that as James watched. It was so erotic!

What I had just done felt so wrong. A white married mother off in another state prostituting herself to a much younger black man. I loved it!

As we ate our breakfast James told me the other surprise he had for me. He had arranged for me to go down to the hotel's salon to be pampered.

After breakfast I went down and got a massage, a pedicure, a manicure and a facial. I was in heaven. It's so great to be spoiled that way.

Then one of the staff told me that James requested they wax my pubic hair as part of the package. I keep myself well trimmed, leaving just a little bit of hair above my pussy. My husband prefers me with some hair down there. Of course if my black master wanted me waxed, I wasn't going to argue.

The attendant trimmed me first. Then she spread hot, really warm, wax over the stubble. It actually felt pleasant going on. And I have to admit, I was getting a little wet from the attention being given my pussy.

Next she placed a cloth over the wax and let it cool.

The next part was absolutely medieval! 

It hurt like hell when she pulled off the cloth, ripping my pubic hair out by the roots! OUCH!

When she was done, my lily white pussy was completely bald. James of course thought it was pretty hot when he saw it.

After we had some lunch, I put on a skimpy black thong bikini. James and I drew lots of attention when we went down to get some sun and relax.

Before dinner we went back to the room so we could have an "afternoon delight". James just pulled off my bikini bottom, bent me over the bed and fucked me from behind.

By the time I was cleaned up it was time to get dressed for dinner. For that occasion, I wore a short, very tight black mini-dress that showed lots of leg and that was cut real low. I accessorized with platform heels, my wedding rings and no panties or bra. I definitely looked slutty!

I loved all the looks we got at dinner and the casino afterwards. It was more than my dress, but that did complete the picture. We were an interracial couple, a great looking tall black man with his blond, married white slut. While Atlantic City is a wild place, there are lots of families and older people there who were shocked by us.

We took a walk on the beach late in the evening. I was carrying my shoes as we walked in the sand, hand-in-hand. The sand was still warm from the day's sun. The moon was shining off the ocean. The scent of salt air and seashore was carried on a warm onshore breeze. It was so romantic.

I kept thinking how much I loved the man I was with, how much I wanted to please him, how much I wanted him to be with me always.

I stopped and turned to James. I realized I was shaking a little. I looked up into his deep, brown eyes and asked, "How do you feel about me having your baby?"

He was a little taken back. I could tell he wasn't expecting that question.

Without much delay, however; he responded, "I would like that a lot. I don't have any kids, and I'd be real proud to have one by you."

"I haven't mentioned this to Mark, and I don't know how he'll react to the idea." I continued. "It's just that I love you so much, and I feel that I really want to get pregnant by you. I've been thinking about it for a long time now. The dilemma is that it'll cause a lot of problems. I don't know how I'll deal with them, or if I can. I can't afford to ruin my marriage either...."

I can't explain it, but having said those words made me feel so good, feel so warm inside. I was finally able to tell James how I felt about him, how much I loved him.

We talked about it for a while as we continued our walk. No longer had hand-in-hand, James had a strong black arm around me, pulling me tight into him. I could feel his breath on the side of my face.

I turned into him, our lips met in a long kiss. No more talking was necessary. 




Amy's Story Ch. 09



I realized just how excited I was. My pulse was racing. Finally telling James how I felt about him, how I wanted to be bred by him made me so horny. I was so wet!

When we got back to the room we made love in the Jacuzzi. We started by fondling each other. I played with James cock until he was nice and hard, then I got on top of him and rode him as he played with my nipple rings.

I was riding him pretty hard. His black cock was as far up inside my bald white pussy as it could go. I could feel him bumping against my cervix each time he thrust up into me. We had water sloshing all over the place!

I was so horny, my orgasms started pretty fast.

"Christ...I love to fuck you...James," I managed to get out.

"It feels so good...to have you up inside me...like this.

Oh yes...fuck me honey.

Fuck me...like only you can."

He was pulling on my nipple rings pretty hard, which hurt, but only made me want him to fuck me harder.

I was lost in my orgasms when he lifted me off him and bent me over the side of the Jacuzzi.

Then he grabbed my hips and really started giving it too me, really pounding me.

"Cum in me James," I pleaded.

"Please fill me with your black seed.

Bred me!

I want to have your black baby.

I want to feel your nigger seed grow inside me."

Even though I was still on birth control, it was so hot and erotic! Finally I was able to tell James how much I wanted to get pregnant by him.

James was in to it too. He was really pounding into me. He wasn't even talking.

He was kind of grunting and slamming his black cock into me as hard as he could.

He was really worked up.

It was all so hot and erotic.

I started cuming harder than I'd ever cum before. 

Orgasmic spasms started in my vagina and blasted to my extremities like shock waves.

When the waves hit my head, I saw kaleidoscope colors.

I had lost all control of my body as James tensed and filled my womb with his black seed.

"There you go bitch." He said. "There be real black niggah seed in you now."

Later that night, James fucked my ass in our bed. I love being his white slut. I just love him and everything about him.

The next morning we had some good sex before breakfast and then left around 11 so I could get home to my husband and children. 

The weekend was so much better than I could have every imagined. The best part was finally working up the nerve to tell James about how much I wanted him to breed me. After that it was spending all that time with him and being seen by all those people as his white bitch.

Of course Mark wanted to know all about the weekend. I filled him in on all the details, except I left out that I told James I wanted to have his baby. Mark really has come to accept my relationship with James and doesn't appear to be jealous, but I didn't know how to broach the topic of me having a black baby.

Now if I can only figure out how to overcome all the obstacles of me having a black baby. For sure it could complicate things, but the idea of having a black man's baby growing inside of me and having James's child is INCREDIBLE!

Part of the draw is that it would tell the world that I'm into black men and black sex. I was tired of living two lives. It would be so much better if everyone knew I was a married white slut for black cock. But it is even more about reproducing with a black Alpha male like James. There's something about him that makes me want to carry his baby.

I think about it a lot, and when I see a pregnant woman with a black man, I get so jealous because I want it to be me.

Even as much as I think I want it sometimes, I still am torn about whether I could actually go through with it because it is a radical move, and I'm not sure what Mark would do. I hope that Mark will be OK with it because I want to be pregnant with James' baby sooooo badly. We'll have see what the future brings I guess.

I started on that project one night after Mark and I had a hot sex session. I just brought it up as a fantasy, to see what Mark's reaction would be. He was surprised but he didn't freak out like I thought he might, so who knows?

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