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Breeding

By: Slut4bbc69



He heard his wife's heavy footsteps approach. It was the kind of loud stomp like she was trying to announce her presence as she walked into the living room. He expected to look up while sitting on the sofa, and see a look of anger or deep concern on her. He had learned over the years that's what usually happened when she stormed into a room as quickly and loudly as she just did. 

He was pleasantly surprised however to look up and see a beaming smile on her. His wife stood there with her hands behind her back and had a grin running ear to ear. Immediately losing interest in the TV, she now had his full attention. What had her looking as happy as he'd seen her in months he wondered, she looked positively giddy.

She released a hand from hiding behind her back and produced a small object he instantly recognized. The white plastic device about the size of a pen he had become familiar with was no shock. What was displayed on it though was a bit different. A very visible and obvious plus sign stood out on the results window.

"Positive???" He questioned the result as these types of feminine devices had become tricky. "Your ovulating then right? Same time as last month?"

She reached her hand back out and retrieved the test back from him. "Apparently so. The box says they detect a surge in LH levels in your urine that say your fertile." She had such an upbeat tone in her voice, she was obviously over joyed with the results.

"Wow. So..." He tried to process the information while gripping the reality before him. Before his mind had fully accepted what she was saying, her other hand came free from it's hiding spot behind her. She had his cell phone already in hand and ready to go for him.

This was clearly beyond the point of fantasy or discussion for her. Her overpowering urges to bear a child was driving her actions. He knew her extreme desire to be a mother was the major factor in her decisions from their first discussion on the matter. The fact that he found the idea a bit of a kink and a fetish was seemingly secondary to her need to experience carrying a baby.

The first time she took an ovulation test it was new to both of them. Last month they both assumed it might be a fluke, not indicative of her real hormone levels, or that they might not be doing it right. But the reality of the same day of her cycle it showing up 2 months in a row was too much to argue with. He had to suddenly tell himself... this was really happening.

A million thoughts entered his mind suddenly. Was he as ready for this like he thought he was? Would their relationship be as stable as it was after this? Was she ready for this? Could he really handle watching idly by as she was inseminated?

"You know, the best chances for this to work is right after you begin to ovulate." Her statement was meant to rush him, but is wasn't helping his panicked train of thought either. He looked at the phone she was holding out and shaking as a signal for him to take it.

He reached out for the phone and noticed when looking at the screen that the contact list was already brought up to a particular entry. She had it ready to go so that all he had to do was hit send. She really did seem mentally prepared and emotionally ready to go through with this as planned. 

Perhaps because the notion still seemed so taboo, he momentarily question himself and his previous motives as to why this intrigued him in the first place. Yes it was a bit forbidden and lewd, but he was the driving force behind all of this in the beginning. It was his initial fantasy and his idea to attempt a pregnancy in this unique way. He did in fact have to talk his wife into believing in this idea at first. He told himself that this was way more than just a fleeting sexual feeling, this was right in so many ways for them. 

"I just can't believe..."

"This is really happening!" She cut him off and finished his sentence perfectly. As she did so she leaned over and pressed the send button on his phone for him. 

He told himself there was no turning back now as he heard the dial tone emitting from his phone. He pulled his cell phone to his ear and prepared for one of the most bizarre conversations he had ever had, and one that would certainly alter their lives.

Before he could search for the words he wanted to say, the other end picked up. "Hey, I was hoping to hear from you." The deep voice answered quickly.

"Hi, um yeah. For us too, we were hoping to call you. You know, sooner rather than later." He thought he must have sounded like an idiot fumbling for the words.

"Cool, so tell me good news. It's happening now right?"

He looked up at his wife who was listening intently with a school girl like giddy grin on her face. "Yes. She um... took it again, just now." He tried to be brief, it was just easier to let this other man control the conversation.

"Excellent. The best time for fertilization is right after she begins to ovulate." He clearly reiterated what his wife had emphasized moments earlier, putting a sense of urgency on the matter. "And tell me, you haven't had sex with her yourself?"

He had to think back to make sure, because it had been some time. "No. Uh, no we have not in a while. Like we discussed before, it's been almost 2 months since..." He tried to think of more appropriate words than HAD SEX, but nothing came out.

"Did you tell her to start the vitamins? I told you how important the folic acid can be in prenatal vitamins right?"

"Yes you did. I remember. She has been taking them, yes" This other guy sounded so knowledgeable on the matter he thought. Either he was well self educated on the matter or it seemed he was in the medical community. Either way he showed a genuine interest.

"I'll can be there very shortly." after a brief silence he continued. "Have her cleaned up and ready quickly."

As the immediacy of the situation hit him, he heard the phone hang up on the other end. Could this really be happening? It seemed like mere fantasy for so long. There was always an opportunity for anyone to back out at anytime it seemed. With things put in motion so quickly, the safety net seemed gone. He fought a mix of excitement and fear of the unknown. Though they tried unsuccessfully for years to conceive, they never consulted a physician on the matter. They certainly considered visiting a fertility specialist, but time, money, and a fear of bad news always got in the way. With no clue where the problem stemmed from, this experience was like playing with a loaded gun...And it was exciting!

She herself had been less than amused by the idea of artificial insemination when it came up. She always thought that if they ever arrived at that step, she would want to at least know the sperm donor in any case. To her it was more of a burden and clinical process that lacked true a true connection when becoming pregnant. Rather, she thought celebrating the creation of life while holding onto another person was an essential part of procreation. As time wore on and she struggled with these feelings, her husband's idea of using a strange man as a sperm donor seemed a more attractive option. There was something more sacred and special in creating a life inside her. It seemed sensible that it should be done with passion and carnal pleasure. She felt that way was more in tune with nature's design of our bodies as well. She now looked forward to holding onto a live human being and establishing an emotional and physical connection as that most precious seed was deposited deep inside her loins, even if it wasn't her husband's.

"What did he say?" She was dying to know.

A wickedly sexy grin took the place of shock on his face. "He's on his way... quickly. He wants you clean and ready pretty quickly it sounds like." 

"Come on, Help me get ready then." She grabbed his hand and helped him off the couch in a second. Not releasing her grip, she pulled him toward the stairs in a hurried rush.

"Do you want me to pick up a bit? I didn't even turn off the TV." He took quick note that the house looked a mess. They definitely didn't expect company until she took that test.

"NO, he's only gonna see the bedroom anyway!" she replied with confidence in her voice.

Her husband agreed of course, but said nothing. He struggled to keep up with her pace as she bounded up the stairs toward their bedroom not releasing her grip on his hand. It was the most excited he had seen his wife in years, and certainly the most enthusiasm she had shown about the 'sperm donor' idea yet. It was no easy task working up to this moment. As he bounded up the last few stairs with his wife, he recalled how months ago she seemed so against this idea at first mention. It took time and patience, but her initial rejection of the idea eventually grew into skepticism and a bit of curiosity after some frank discussion. Then after months of incorporating the fantasy into some of their foreplay, and eventually into regular sexual routine, the fantasy accelerated into a mutual fetish and fascination. Now she seemed quite obsessed on the entire idea as obvious by her hurried efforts to prepare for this strangers arrival.

Once inside the bedroom door she released his hand and tore off her t-shirt in a flash. She spun around quickly facing away from him. "Undo my bra." Taking her cue, he released the clasp on the bra strap in the center of her back. She continued undressing herself by opening the button atop her jeans and dropping the zipper. Once done her hands went back to her chest to remove her bra, while her husband instinctively pulled her jeans to her ankles. She stepped forward out of her pants quickly and brought both feet together in her stance. That was his cue to help remove her panties. Putting each hand at the side of her hips, he slid an index finer inside her waistband then drew her underwear downward. As the sight of his wife's bare ass came into view, he felt his cock begin to harden. He stepped back to admire her nude body and his erection grew further at the thought he was going to share this gorgeous sight with another man. He thought, how could any man really not love the look of her. Her brown, wavy and radiant hair cascaded down her back, a canvas of beautiful soft glowing skin with a light golden complexion, curvy succulent legs led to a well rounded voluptuous ass. She was a vision from any angle though, with ample curves in all the perfect places. He found himself staring and gawking at her beauty.

She threw her bra backward onto the pile of her other discarded clothes, in doing so turned her head to look backward at her husband over her shoulder. He had a sheepish grin, a hint of a wickedness in his eye, the look her usually gave her on nights he wanted to get frisky. Recognizing she had his undivided attention as she strutted into the bathroom, she put some extra shake in her hips with each step. Knowing full well she was still in his line of sight, she purposely kept her knees locked as she bent over to turn on the faucet in the tub. She understood she was teasing him horribly, and playing on his vulnerable sexual appetite. She felt a little guilty in that the poor man hadn't had her in months, but a bit of torment seemed appropriate in the moment. As she held her hand under the water waiting for just the right temperature, she swayed her hips slightly keeping his concentration on her for a few more moments.

As soon as the faucet ran warm, she quickly pulled the plunger to start the shower, and stepped inside the curtain disappearing from her spouses sight. He took it as an opportunity to prepare the room as abruptly as possible. He instantly scooped up the heap of clothing she left behind and tossed them inside the hamper. Turning immediately to the bed, it looked disheveled as it hadn't been made yet that day. Thinking spontaneously, he stripped the mattress of the sheet, blankets, and comforter leaving their bed a blank canvas for something other than sleeping. 

"Honey, aren't you going to help me?" His bride beckoned him from the shower. 

Being mostly happy with the way the rest of the room appeared, he heeded his wife's call for assistance. Rounding the corner into the bathroom, she had the curtain pulled back and a bottle of liquid soap in her outstretched hand, motioning for him to take it. 

"I could use a hand here." the statement came with a smirk.

He knew she of course needed no help with cleaning herself, and if anything it only took longer. None the less, he played into the game and squeezed a large amount of soap into his open palm while she spun back around. He stepped up to the side of the tub, and tried not to get in the spray of water as the stream from the shower bounced off of her. She pulled her wet hair up into a ball and held it against the top of her head with both hands. He went to work with both palms working a lather up on her neck and shoulders. As he worked down her back, The notion occurred this was the first time he was touching his wife's nude body in months, it felt good to finally reconnect with her skin. He worked up a good soapy lather as he neared the small of her back and anticipated converging on her ass. 

Finally, he massaged the flesh of each of her gorgeous ass cheeks with his soapy hands. He delighted in watching her round ass bounce and jiggle with his manipulation. He felt harshly denied her body's pleasures the last few months, but fully understood this process was his doing. It just felt good to put his hands on her in a way they had not shared in some time. All he could think of was how marvelous her ass was, to look at and especially to touch.

She knew he was lingering. "Alright, let's move onto my legs back there." She kept a level head knowing time was a factor.

He rather liked his wife's authoritative tone and gladly moved onto her well toned legs. When he completed washing the last of her calves and got down to her ankles, she spun around. She had her razor in hand and motioned for him to take it from her. "Tidy me up a bit honey. My pubes could use a trim if someone else is going to see it." 

He said nothing but couldn't agree more. He wanted her sex looking it's best for the evening. The mental image of his wife proudly displaying her body to someone else was filling him with lust. She typically kept a full bush but would occasionally trim the edges to neaten it up into a shape, which her husband preferred.

"I'm thinking of taking it down more than normal tonight." She wanted to be sure her husband understood what she wanted. 

He motioned for her to sit on the edge of the tub as he turned to retrieve small scissors and shaving foam from a nearby drawer. Composing himself as he knelt on front of her and tried not to get carried away with the sexuality of the moment. But the reality was that he was about to shave her pussy, preparing her for another man. He had always been very turned on about shaving a woman, his wife knew this and was clearly taunting him further. She seated herself on he edge of the bath tub and broadly spread her legs out exposing her dark patch of fuzzy hair.

The first curls fell fast at the snip of the scissors. Working from left to right, he trimmed a neat row across the top of her bush. Bringing the shears right against her skin, he was cutting the hair as close to her body as possible while being delicate and gentle. 

Grabbing the shaving cream, he worked up a rich lather in both hands and began applying it all around her folds. Silently he was enjoying the slippery feeling of it all while not saying a word. Picking up the razor, he then carefully began stroking a downward path on a slant following the angle of her bikini line. Upon reaching the outer border of her love slit, he gently eased the razor over the dainty cleft. He pinned down her left labium with his thumb and carefully maneuvered the razor in short gentle strokes until it was clean of any hair. Bit by bit the pale skin emerged on her twat. Her pussy was beauty in perfection. She had full outer lips that looked fantastic without any hair. As he finished up the first side the notion occurred that this would certainly intensify any sensation against her delicate skin tonight.

"Are you going to be OK seeing another mans dick in me?" As he looked up, she added "Seriously?"

He paused and contemplated what that scene might look like. He'd imagined it so many times before, but this moment was different. It was much more vivid and realistic now in his mind. The image of a strangers foreign cock, thrusting away at her open and willing pussy gave him instant goose bumps. This was ultimately what he wanted and it was so close to coming true now. 

"Yes." his response was spoken with an upward inflection that told her he was being genuine.

He went back to work finishing up on the other side of her sex with the same attention to detail. Her beautiful labia were now hairless and the rest had been trimmed into a very small neat triangle that pointed to her clitoris. As he admired the handy work he thought how she looked so sexy, and so 'available'. When she looked suitable he politely asked her to lean further back so he could spread her taint and ass a bit more before finally moving further down her crack and shaving off every last trace along her pussy all the way to her anus.

Happy with the finishing touches, he stood up from the floor, retrieved a wash cloth and ran warm water from the faucet. Returning to her, he immediately realized on his approach that he could see her twat much more clearly than ever before. He proudly cleaned off the last traces of foamy lather and admired both her renewed pussy and his handy work.

As he gazed at her freshly shaven slit closely, thoughts quickly flooded his mind, "Was his wife fertile? Was his equipment the problem? Would her womb respond to another mans seed?" He couldn't help but become excited at the possibility that this might actually work. That her feminine body would in fact do as it was designed and fertilize with another mans seed. A shudder hit him as he contemplated the notion of a life being spawned from this very vestibule that was not his own, but in fact the result of another mans copulation with his wife.

Her sex looked so tight at the moment. Her labia was folded inward and hid her love hole from plain view. What would it look like AFTER her lover used it. Surely her labia would be engorged with blood, her folds swollen and red. He tried to imagine it as it would look after her stud withdrew his cock, gaping open and leaking a stream of cum from her flooded cervix.

"You did a wonderful job, no nicks. I may have to have you do this more often." Her appreciative voice interrupted his train of lewd thoughts. She stood up and grabbed a nearby towel from the rack and began drying herself off.

"Are YOU ready for this sweetie?" He asked his wife. She seemed excited about the entire situation, but he needed to check in with her verbally as well. 

"Why don't you go pick out a pair of sexy panties and a nice bra for me, that would make me more ready." Clearly she was absolute in her desire to move ahead. She added, "One of your favorites perhaps that you think our friend might like." She turned toward the mirror away from him and switched on the hair dryer.

Eager to accept the task, he made his way over to her chest of drawers. He had never been so excited to help in dressing her for the occasion. He pulled open her underwear drawer looking for the trashiest thing to adorn her body. A pair of silky panties in white immediately caught his eye. He knew the pair well as he recalled the crotch was a lace design and VERY see through, it would display her newly shaved twat well he thought. 

He dove into another drawer searching for an appropriate bra when the sound of the doorbell echoed through the house catching him by surprise. "DING DONG". He dropped the underwear back into the drawer and shot a look to his wife in the bathroom.


Breeding



With no more time for preparation, he thought 'My God, this is it, he is already here.' The moment of arrival came quicker than expected, but was well received by both husband and wife. He almost couldn't wait for this stranger to step into his home and meet the woman that he married.

She turned off the hair dryer at the sound of the bell and began quickly coming her hair straight. "Well, I guess he is going to have to meet me au' natural, then. No time for clothes and make up huh." A smile and nod to her husband signaled her acceptance that this was as ready as they were going to ever be.

As she finished putting final touches on her hair, her husband went back downstairs to answer the door. From the master bathroom, she could hear the heavy creek of the door opening and their voices as they greeted each other with enthusiasm. Grabbing her bath robe on the back of the bathroom door, she hurriedly threw it around herself and tied off the rope before heading to welcome their guest. 

From the top stair, the sight of him took her breath away. There her suitor stood, incredibly tall and muscular under the expensively tailored business suit he wore. It couldn't cover up his remarkable figure from her however. His upper body was very broad at the shoulders, and it was clear his biceps were especially well developed. His thick neck left no doubt that he was a man dedicated to keeping in shape and working out. Being as muscular as he was, he seemed neither intimidating or uninviting. He carried himself with the grace of a gentleman and her strode into the foyer of their home like he owned it. 

When she arrived at the bottom stair, it was clear he had also been blessed with incredibly good looks as his face was finely chiseled. He had the most amazing smile and very gentle features yet an elegant face with strong cheekbones, and a perfectly constructed nose, and thick kissable lips. His eyes were bright emerald and sparkled magnificently, dragging the married woman into a pleasant daze. No doubt in anyone's mind he was a decade and a half older than her, but a perfect mix of features that made him a remarkably handsome and matured black gentleman. He certainly possessed all qualities anyone would want in a biological father, his skin tone just made it all the more forbidden and erotic. She would happily let him have his way with her given his rugged good looks and commanding presence. 

She reached out to greet him and the realization hit home. This was the man she would be having sex with, the very man standing in front of her in her own home. The attraction was certainly there and all the preparation set in motion, this was it. "Nice to meet you."

"Well, hello Mama. Very nice to finally meet you as well." His voice was deep and authoritative as he took her hand and held it to his lips for a soft kiss on the back of her hand. He cocked his head to the side and took in her voluptuous frame covered by her last minute bath robe as attire. "Looks like I got here ahead of your schedule, sorry to be abrupt."

Her husband shut the door behind their visitor, and noticed his wife visibly blushing in the presence of her gentleman caller. "We understand the necessity of course. We both appreciate you coming so quickly."

His wife's seducer still had a hold of her hand. "Why don't you show me your bedroom." He stared deep into her eyes as the blunt, yet confident words came from his mouth.

Not skipping a beat, she led him instantly up the stairs and into the bedroom while hubby followed intently. Not a moment in the bedroom door and she felt the stranger pull on her arm spinning her around to face himself. He reached down and pulled at the loose knot on her bathrobe, instantly exposing her gorgeous nude body for his feasting eyes. She pulled the robe off of her shoulders herself, showing him his advances were well received and more attention was welcomed.

He placed two hands on each side of her face and stared quietly for a moment into her eyes, taking her in. Her high cheekbones framed her well and complimented her beautiful deep blue eyes. Her skin tone was radiant from time in the summer sun, and not a blemish existed on her face. Pouty lips that inspired kissing and sucking finished off the perfect features. "You are a delicious cutie, good genes for sure." She blushed at the comment instantly and looked away shyly toward her husband.

His hands dropped to her shoulders and quickly down the front of her chest. He took each breast in his hands and squeezed them with a firm and repetitive motion, almost like he was testing fruit before he bought it. Her cup size was considerably large for her frame, there was certainly more flesh there than each hand could contain. He studied them for a few more moments while increasing the pressure of his grip on her tits. When he released his grasp, his attention, and fingers went immediately to her nipples. The size of her aerola, though large and bit dark, was proportionate to her boobs. They were capped of by amazing nipples that looked like large pencil erasers and stuck out a good distance from the rest of her fleshy globes. He gave each one a pinch between his thumb and forefinger which drew a low moan from her. 

"Fantastic udders." 

Her and hubby both quietly though it was an interesting choice of word, udders. It seemed appropriate given the nature of his visit though, and what they might soon become. They were so big... so fertile themselves, perfect to feed a child spawned from this night's affections. 

His hand continued downward along the sides of her torso and stopped at her hips. She had a bit of meat on her bones and he exploited it as he squeezed her love handles. She had a healthy amount of weight on her, but her wide hips hid it well. He was very pleased with her hourglass figure. Curvy women had always drawn him in, and this white wife had perfect curves in all the right places. Her ample tits and large hips were a stereotypical black mans dream. 

"Perfect child bearing hips."

The last comment excited everyone in the room, especially her. And while she was embarrassed by it, she felt her vagina moisten with excitement. The compliment might seem strange to some, but she relished it in light of the nature of their relationship.

Then he confidently moved in for a kiss.

Her shy yet romantic smile blossomed into a truly blissful kiss between the lovers. It was electric, intense yet a soft contact between their two lips. He ran his open palms up her soft arms teasing every nerve ending along the way. When his moth opened slowly to take in the flesh of her lower lip, he took his sweet time savoring the saucy taste of her flesh and the inside of her mouth. Then he went in for more, with his mouth wider and tongue prepared for an assault. He was now pulling her into his body causing her to feel the incredibly hard manhood hidden under his slacks. She was already putty in his hands and opened her lips to allow him to have his way with her tongue. Then the already passionate kiss heated up further as his tongue hungrily suckled and invaded every corner of the inside her mouth. 

When her hubby heard the first slurp of their open mouthed kiss, he nearly came in a heartbeat. They looked like lovers who had known each other for years they way their mouths drew each other in. He had never seen his wife so aggressive in kissing, as she was clearly pushing back against him with an open mouth saying 'I want this too' with her body language. Her hands went to the side of his face and back to his shoulders quickly as the rest of her body struggled to keep up with the intensity and passion of her mouth, lips, and tongue. It was the most intense make out scene he had ever witnessed, and it involved his wife with another man, a stranger just minutes ago.

After a seemingly endless barrage of all-consuming and powerful kissing, her lover left her mouth for a tastier feast along her cheek, neck, and ear. He was hungry and anxious for to sample more of her body. Hubby could clearly see the animalistic nature of it too as a glistening trail of saliva coated her entire face as he moved along devouring her. She looked emotionally invested in the moment as her arms dropped to her sides in submission and she threw her head back inviting more attention.

His hands made their way down her back as his lips nestled into her neck. He was admiring the buxom shape of this married woman's body before feeling the plump goodness of her ass cheeks swell beneath his strong black hands. He lightly bit down on the flesh of her shoulder while confidently kneading and squeezing the gorgeous fleshy mounds on her backside.

Hubby watched his wife's hands fumble between them as she felt her way around his crotch and started rubbing his ever growing penis from outside his pants. Hearing the sound of the zipper come down in a quiet room took the married man by surprise. Time stopped momentarily as his wife was looking dead on at their guest while biting her lower lip with serious 'fuck me' eyes, the likes he had never seen before. He gasped uncontrollably as the thought of what was coming. 

Her hand came free from the inside of the man's pants holding the now fully erect and colossal black cock everyone in the room was anticipating seeing. She grasped it mid shaft and still was unable to touch her thumb to her other fingers, it's girth was quite apparent in her dainty hand. A few well placed veins ran the course of the shaft making it look even more like the hulking muscle it truly was.

"Those balls could use a sucking Mama. Why don't you get a nice load warmed up for yourself?"

With one hand still clasped around the shaft, she dropped to her knees and lifted the large fleshy sack with the other. His testicles and scrotum were hanging loose and low away from his pole. She was truly amazed by the bulk and weight of the twin orbs. They filled the entirety of one hand and she could actually feel them writhe in her palm. His testicles were generously sizable, and they were squirming in their sack, certainly swollen with sperm and ready to release. Her tongue reached out abruptly to work a wet path across the wrinkled surface and down below to the lowest point. Then, almost as if she were drawn to them, she bent her head and opened her lips as wide as possible welcoming his nuts into her warm mouth. She had to strain her mouth to open at full capacity in order to allow one testicle inside. She began to suck and roll her tongue about it, closing her lips and pulling at it gently. Releasing the first, she sucked in his other testicle to tongue bathe and nuzzle it as he looked on with a warm satisfied smile. Thinking it would please him even more, she attempted to get both balls in her mouth at once, but could not easily accomplish the feat until she gently pushed them into her mouth with the aide of her fingers. Even then, the dark skinned satchel and its globes filled her mouth to capacity and stretched her cheeks.

She could fell both of his sperm factories begin to draw up tight along with his sack. His body began the natural body function of constricting his reproductive organs up toward the base of his cock, it was to reach an ideal temperature in which sperm would be their healthiest and most virile. It was natures way of preparing him for a procreative sexual encounter. Instinctively, his balls released from her lips with a pop and they tumbled out of her mouth soaked by her own saliva. Then she extended her long, wet tongue to the underside of his prodigious shaft and ran the extended length of it back and forth, until strands of her spit and saliva dangled from both the black column and her own chin. Clear thick beads of pre cum started to escape from the slit at the tip. Then at last the head slipped between her lips and deep into her mouth while she sucked with a determined force. It was a beautiful specimen of anatomy, better than she had been imagining those thousands of times before this encounter. The stately mushroom tip pulsed with life in her oral cavity as the entire penis twitched and throbbed in her hand. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of her sucking mouth as she bobbed on his cock like an experienced porn star.

Watching with an unusual mix of excitement and fear, hubby's eyes were wide open. 'What am I doing letting this happen?' he thought. 'This is so wrong'. Yet, there was not a shred of willpower or strength in his body to stop her or any of this. He just couldn't believe how amazing the scene was as he watched her mouth slobber over that ebony rod. He had enjoyed oral sex in the rare times they practiced it as a couple, but she was never this enthusiastic. He didn't want to push the topic on his wife as he assumed she didn't enjoy it and it was more a chore to just get through. Not with this man or his dark and impressive cock however, she clearly loved this act and gave herself to the moment.

Although intensely gratifying and pleasurable, her dark lover did not let her continue for long. "Lets save that juice for your belly."

Her now moist crotch felt another flood of juices at the thought, a chill of anticipation run through her. As she released his shaft from her mouth, she looked up at him with acknowledgement. Her ass fell back against her ankles and she awaited his next move.

"Hubby, why don't you go ahead and get Mama wet and ready for me. It helps when a woman is sexually excited for this. More of her fluid production gives my little swimmers a better chance to find an egg further inside. And if she orgasms, it'll help open her cervix up even further than it is while she is already ovulating. So best we get her soaked and cumming, right?"

Her husband looked to his wife who nodded in agreement while rising from her knees to move toward the bed and drop onto her back. His candor on the subject of procreation though sensible and accurately detailed, had her sizzling in anticipation.

Her husband on the other hand pondered where this knowledge on the matter came from just a guy into white wives. Clearly he was well educated on the subject of conception. None the less he agreed on the course of action and moved into position between his spouses thighs.

No doubt he was nervous, but he looked forward to reconnecting sexually with his wife after so long. Thankfully their guest granted him permission to touch his other half in a way he had been missing for some time. He began nervously lapping away like a dog at his wife's slit. Fearing the stranger in the room might be grading his performance my have impacted his actions. In any case he liked being asked to be more than just an observer. The notion of prepping her honey hole for this gentleman consumed him, and he attempted to bathe her every fold with his tongue.

The visitor watched the couple engage in oral pleasure while he removed the remainder of his clothing. The married woman's eyes were fixed on her new partner as a shirt came free it revealed a muscled, mocha colored body. He had incredible muscular definition, with a beautifully carved chest and abdominals. Her attention was transfixed more on the emerging nude body in her bedroom than her spouse between her legs attempting to moisten her up.

Her husband felt a foreign hand on his shoulder as the deep voice of the black Adonis spoke. "Thanks, I'll take over."

The black stud moved in quickly taking the place of her spouse between her open legs. Instantly he closed the gap between his face and her neatly trimmed pussy, diving into her fleshy crevice with an open mouth and burying his tongue in her fleshy folds. He clearly had experience and expertise on the matter of cunnilingus, a very far cry from the style she was accustomed to in her marriage. He found her love hole instantly as his tongue darted deep inside and lathered inside the fathoms of her living core. He withdrew it only after reaching as deeply as possible into her depths. Traveling back up to the top of her slit, his tongue summoned her susceptible clit inside his mouth, while his front teeth gently nibbled at it. The intense sensation made her gasp for air. 

Her husband could clearly see his wife's juices were already coating his black lips, cheeks, and chin. He watched as he flicked his tongue on her swollen clit and thought how overtly aggressive he was with his wife. He had no reservations or inhibitions in being as assertive as he was, and attacked her slit as he wished. This was the raw passion and lust he had only seen in adult movies, and it was happening right where he slept, and with his wife. His wife was letting out whimpering pants that increased in volume by the second. Her hands ran over his bald black head repeatedly as her legs and thighs trembled and shook in ecstasy while laying across his back. His face was buried deep between her shapely legs and her hands seemed intent on keeping him in that position. 

The black bull was intoxicated by the smell and taste of her married pussy as he dove into her wet hole for another sampling. Her hands moved to her own abdomen and slid down her mound and rested on the sides of her pussy. Her fingers found her outer labia and she spread herself open to him to grant him access.

She let out a low, guttural moan of pure lust when he boldly slipped the length of a finger into her pussy. He wiggled it against the walls of her love canal finding her g-spot while his tongue lashed against her clit. Her groaning intensified with the simultaneous attention of his probing finger combined with his unyielding tongue against her sex. He began to pump his finger in and out of her, then added a second finger quickly to fill her out. Her cunt convulsed to grip his fingers tightly as his finger-fucking intensified. She was surprised when he suddenly withdrew the digits and used his index finger to rub against the outside of her asshole. The sensation was intense and lit her on fire with passion. He was teasing the sensitive nerves surrounding her anus and smearing her own juices around the tightly puckered orifice, readying it. Then he slowly sliped the first of his finger into her ass. 

It was a new experience and sensation for her. A tingling surge ran up her back as she caught her breath in her throat. Her marriage had its fair share of oral sex, but never like this. The feeling of her taught sphincter being penetrated combined with the intensity of every fold in her pussy being lapped was almost too much. All she could concentrate on was the pleasure that was coming from between her legs and deep within her. 

She was losing herself in the pleasure when his finger withdrew from her rectum. Missing it almost instantly, she was delighted to feel his warm tongue take its place quickly. The heat of his tongue in her crack was driving her insane as he licked the length of her ass and pushed his tongue against her hole forcing himself inside. She let out several quick shivers as her lover's tongue wormed in and out of her anus. In an uncontrollable motion, she began flinging her arms about the mattress and was moaning in the forbidden lust of extramarital sex. These strange new sensations were certainly different and taboo. This was certainly nothing like she was accustomed to with her husband, dare she think better in every fulfilling way a woman should feel.

As he lifted up from her pussy his face was streaked with a mixture of cum and saliva. His face slick with her juices, he moved back up her body to kiss her. She felt his thick manhood pressed into her abdomen and stomach, and she turned her lips toward his for another prolonged and heated kiss. This time she could taste the familiar musk of her own juices on his lips. His tongue went deep in her and she greedily sucked at it relishing the flavor of pussy and ass in his mouth. She kissed him back in a deep and lustful manner, as if seeking some penetration by other means.




Breeding



Then she began running both hands up and down the form of his body, touching the waist, abs, chest, and shoulders of her soon to be sperm donor. She loved the look and feel of her bull's body as he gently settled it on top of her. Thinking about how masculine and virile he was only made her pussy quiver and want him deep within her even more. 

She felt the head of his hulking cock against the outside of her labia, it was unyielding and ready for the most sinful fulfillment she and her husband had yet known. He briefly ran the tip of his mighty member across the outer lips of her sex, wet with his own saliva and her own generous amount of nectar. The entrance to her married cunt felt deliciously warm and inviting against the tip of his cock. Then he drove his black python of pleasure into the white beauty beneath him in one slow, deliberate stroke.

She struggled to accept his offering, it was a glorious mixture of pleasure and pain. The sensations went beyond the physical act of intercourse for her however. It was as if this mystery man was penetrating her very core to prove her a woman and consummate her existence to reproduce. As such, she fought through the pain as her vaginal walls expanded to accept him.

Her eyes went right to her husband, transfixed, almost saying 'do you see how good this hurts'. She cried out as if she was giving birth. More of the length disappeared inside her tender slit, sending out a shrill of excruciating pleasure. She exerted herself to welcome his tremendous girth, but in no way wanted the overwhelming sensations to stop. At this point her lover couldn't have stopped if he wanted to anyway, it was too overwhelming to abandon, and he could tell she wanted no part in turning back either. He sunk even deeper toward her fertile garden that awaited a batch of spawning seed. As his strokes picked up in rhythm, she became more accustomed to his circumference and length and became more of a participant in their lewd act.

Each time he rammed into her she began to wail and shriek with the pain, he enjoyed her shrill sounds and rammed even deeper and harder with the following thrust. After what seemed like an eternity and thousands of strokes, pain started to give way to pleasure as the full feeling she was experiencing was like noting she had ever encountered sexually before. The bulky ebony phallus was stuffed in her love hole stretching it out into a cavern. It touched every nerve ending inside her sensitive trench. It felt as if she could feel every vein, knot and protuberance on her new mates perfect cock. The surge of new sensations were too much to contain.

"Fuuuuuck meeeee...."

Her legs flew open wider, welcoming every bit of her suitor inside her. This invasion of her womanhood felt so different, so raw and exotic. Moan after moan began to escape from her mouth as she sought to control her own breathing. The married woman was starting to experience their first orgasm as a couple. She felt tension building, and then a plunging shudder ran through her entire body. She lost vision and all sense of time. A fire began from within her genital tissues and spread out vibrating through every nerve and cell in her body. Her spine turned to jelly as every neuron on her skin fired simultaneously. She became extremely vocal screaming obscenities and cursing at the top of her lungs.

All her spouse could do was observe and note how ravenous and primal she was. It was like witnessing a perverse mating ceremony. This woman, his wife, the love of his life and an angel and vixen of sexuality was finally where he wanted her for so long. A shock wave rippled through his spine, and goose bumps popped up on his forearms. This was playing out more intense than he ever imagined it to be but exactly as it should have been all along, a phenomenal achievement in the most sinful of ways. The moment had finally arrived, his wife had another mans inside her most intimate of places. Seeing her with this man struck a familiar chord as all of his lifelong desires, a lifetime of exotic fantasies and sleepless nights, all of the pent up eroticism and immoral aspirations came to a head at this moment. It was a great pleasure seeing his wife in this perverted state and the sight of her with a colossal black cock buried deep within her almost made him cum without even touching himself. He tried to keep his knees locked fearing they might give out.

As her orgasm subsided and she caught her breath, reality began to sink back in for her. She was in fact in her own marital bed with a man she had only just met, and he was still thrusting away inside her; and all of it much to her contentment. As their nude bodies continued to slap together, her massive breasts were bouncing up and down with every thrust, and had gained the attention of her impregnator. He grabbed a breast and leaned downward intent on devouring it. He opened his mouth as wide as possible before inhaling her full areola. His powerful lips went immediately to her hardened nipple and with no hesitation he sucked it as deep into his mouth as possible. He pulled his head back from her chest, drawing the nipple far away from the rest of her breast and stretching her areola out. His lips released the grip on her rubbery nipple, and her breast jiggled as the nipple came violently crashing back into its original place. Then his mouth came back gently nibbling her now sensitive nipple at its tip. While still attacking the vulnerable bud, he brought both hands to the big sphere, massaging it roughly as he teased her mammary. Both nipples had grown thicker and harder from his taunting.

He looked up to see a wicked smile on her face as she observed him feasting on her flesh. She clutched his head pushing it back between the globes of her breasts, and closed her eyes as she concentrated on the heavy wet thrusts between her legs.

"Like that don't you Mama?" He growled the question knowing its answer already. "Tell me you love it."

"I love your mouth on me." She had a delighted smirk in her reply. The swollen and hard nipples were a bit sore from his rough manipulation. It all added to the sensations tearing through her body, and being talked to and fucked like a slut was making her eager and starving for more.

"I got something else you're gonna love." In a single, sudden motion, he stood up from the bed and spun her over onto her stomach. Then he grabbed her by each ankle and pulled her to the edge of the bed so her ass hung over and her feet could brace herself against the bedroom floor. What he saw in front of him was marvelous, a large and perfectly round ass accompanied by a pussy so wet it glistened.

She waited, panting in anticipation as he stood behind her kicking her own feet wide apart spreading her thighs wide. She peered back to him to watch him put his hand against the small of her back and line his dark spear up with her vulnerable fuck hole. As he slid his dick back into her, the tip instantly forced her slick pussy apart again. She closed her eyes in satisfaction; she truly needed to feel it back inside her. They both moaned at the feeling of the new angle as he reentered her. When he fully slithered his snake back inside, his hips met her ass and pressed her hard against the edge of the mattress. He leaned to her ear and spoke.

"I think you like it a bit rough... I'm going to really fuck you now Mama."

He quickly began to roughly pump her body, pistoning in and out of her pussy, forcing it open again and again. Every hard stroke caused his thighs to slap against her ass with a loud clap. The bed rocked and squeaked from the impact of his assault. 

The rough fucking from behind was rapidly pumping her into submission, all she could do was take it and pant out "mmmm.... Yes... YES". Her pussy muscles were contracting on his rigid shaft as she screamed her pleasure out. "Fuck YES."

Her husband looked on with his jaw unknowingly dropped. Amazed at the hedonistic scene occurring in front of him, he began to wonder if his wife was still struggling for impregnation or now testing her sexual limits. . She was being humped roughly like an animal. Perhaps it was the realization of her being mated in this way that made it appeal to his own animal instinct. 

"Are you ready, Mama? Tell me. Are you ready to give yourself to me and make my baby." His dirty talk was so humiliating but at the same time it made her even hotter.

She tried to look back at him while pinned to the bed. "All of me wants to drain you. Just let yourself go and fuck me." Her voice was soft, sensuous and yearning hot.

To him, she was now a foul-mouthed whore who had earned the right to be impregnated. He increased his tempo, loving the friction of her love canal against his unsheathed cock. The flesh of her ass and hips jiggled and rippled with every brutish thrust, and the sight of the force delighted him. 

She couldn't get enough either. The harder he hammered against her, the more she screamed and wailed. Her cries were primal and profane. "Ahhhh, you feel so fucking good." The more she shrieked, the more inspired he was to give her more of the rough treatment. 



Finally, his rhythm slowed and he leaned into her laying his sweaty chest on her back. His hands reached around her and under the edges of her breasts to knead at her tits. Kissing and nibbling her shoulder and neck he spoke. "I want you on your back when I unload into you. Then gravity will help the cum hit the back of your womb."

As he withdrew, she pulled herself on to all fours and crawled back onto the bed. Moving onto the mattress behind her, he flipped her over on her back once again. Throwing her legs in the air, he once again took aim at her now widened love canal. It had become an easier target now that it was stretched and widened by the girth of his baby maker. He quickly sank back into the depths of her dripping wet cunt.

"Do you want a baby? I wanna hear u say it."  

"I want YOUR baby. Give it to me." Her words came freely and without question.

Responding with enthusiasm, he quickened his pace sinking as far into her as possible with every thrust. 

"I'm gonna cum Mama, here it comes." He hissed the words out between clenched teeth.

As soon as he announced the fact that he was coming, her arms flew around his back to embrace and pull him in. She was grinding her pelvis back against him. "It's yours, take it." She wasn't just surrendering her body to another person, but giving all of herself to him in the moment. Her body, her emotions, her cravings, needs, and core all existed just for him. "It's your pussy, take it." All she could do was speak the truth.

Her watching husband knew it was difficult to drive his wife to be this uninhibited and raunchy, but something in the atmosphere of the evening and the strong presence of her breeding bull allowed her inner sex goddess to take over. He knew between her crude and whorish language, mixed with the feeling of that hot yearning uterus of hers milking cum from his cock that this man had to be in heaven as his orgasm approached.

"Ugggggggg..." His climax arrived with a trumpeting scream of release.

His strokes continued deeper still and he felt himself bottoming out as her cervix bumped against the tip of his cock. That told him he was there. Right against the pocket of her reproductive tract that was waiting for his semen to inseminate a waiting egg. His reproductive organ began pulsing with release and spewing sperm at the mouth of her womb as he ejaculated right against her hungry cervix. She too could feel the pulsing as he let loose pumping a torrent of fluid and seed into her depths permeating her tissues. Her insides stretched even further and deeper than before to take him in to maximum depth. Each jet of his come splashed against her cervix and the certain knowledge that she could be getting pregnant gave a feeling of eroticism that was almost as intense as her previous orgasm.

"Oh that's it, I can feel it. Empty yourself into me, I need it all." 

She felt another powerful contraction as his phallus twitched once more, and another load of his potent semen firing into her helpless womb. The contractions continued one after another accompanied by the sounds of his rutting groans, his stalk twanged and spewed out thick creamy cum into her welcoming cunt. It felt like gallon upon gallon of potent cum pouring into her womanhood. With each pulse of erupting cum from him, her pussy contracted in perfectly timed unison, effectively milking and sucking more of his life giving juice deep into her womb where her fertile egg laid in wait. She pictured her body literally drinking from him as his deeply placed black cock was discharging its contents to her inner reproductive core. The image further fuelled the intensity of the moment for her and she whimpered loudly. Her desire to bear a child and her husband's fantasy was all about to become reality.

After the convulsions quieted down, they were both thoroughly drained emotionally and physically. They just laid there for several minutes, bodies suctioned together, as still as the air. Her husband could see the perspiration glazed across all of her porcelain flesh. His wife's arms were embracing her lover tightly in the most pleasurable moment she had ever known, and it was clear she didn't intend on letting go just yet. A smile was clearly visible on her face as she struggled to catch her breath again. She looked supremely exhausted, satisfied and well used in the throes of passionate sex. The black man that had collapsed on top of her also remained rigid, and there were no signs that she wanted him to pull out of her. On her end, she was flexing her vagina around its black invader as tightly as she could with her kegel muscles. She longed to offer her new lover as much pleasure as she possibly could in the subsiding aftermath. 

Several minutes passed with only the sounds of each of them struggling to catch their breath. Finally, her lover began to rise up off of her torso to rest on his own knees. Without withdrawing his cock, he grabbed each of the woman's calves and pushed them back toward her head.

"Why don't you hold your wife's ankles back for a while? She needs to let that cream in her marinate a bit."

Quickly hubby moved in and sat next to her on the bed. He grabbed each of her ankles and held them in place near her head causing her hips to rise up and keeping her vagina supported at a level above her head. That position used the law of gravity to do its part to retain the fresh load inside.

"That's it. Let's make sure that load in there drips way down deep inside." The black man smiled in seeing his instructions carried out precisely. He then eased himself backward so his cock with drew very slowly from the swollen pussy it was sheathed in. As the shaft came into view, he reached down to grasp the base of his penis with his thumb and forefinger on either side. As the head remained inside the married woman's vagina, he began an outward squeezing motion toward the head of his cock, like draining a nearly empty tube of toothpaste. He had delivered quite a generous load of impregnating sperm, but he wanted to milk every last drop of himself into her before pulling out completely.

When their bodies finally parted, a single tiny strand of cum stretched between the bottom of her love hole, and the tip of his cock. As he pulled away the string of fluid broke free and left a minute trail of cum down her taint. However, not a single drop of his load had exited her pussy otherwise. 

He moved toward her head while holding the throbbing, glistening cock. "Open up that mouth Mama" he said. "You should taste the juices we made together."

His black pole was covered in the milky mixture of fluids. Parts of the collection of cum on his dark pole were foamy from having being literally whipped into a creamy froth while pounding her. She had quit struggling to understand her feeling of subservience to him and had now totally given herself to the carnal pleasure. Her sweet lips parted eagerly to engulf it, and allowed his cock to slip into her mouth. She savored the salty sweet taste of their combined juices and yearned for more as her tongue covered every square inch of his messy pole. 

When satisfied, he pulled the newly cleaned cock from her mouth. "Good job, you can swallow that seed Mama." 

While her breeder left the room to take a piss; her devoted husband was still holding her ankles up as instructed. She looked incredibly attractive with her shapely ass exposed and upright in this position. He also liked that he was helping to give the sperm inside her time to traverse the mucous membranes of her vagina and start doing their work in her uterus and fallopian tubes. All the forces of nature were set in motion now. 

"I like having you as close to me as possible if I conceive honey." She sounded exhausted and tired, but the words were genuine.

While stroking her sweat covered brow, he imagined the gestation that could be taking place in his spouse's sacred body. Her pictured her vulnerable egg being swarmed and assaulted by an army of foreign impregnating sperm. The evening was an overwhelming triumph, even if she wouldn't conceive.

Finally, when her ankles were released, they tiredly fell to the mattress with a thud. She slowly sat up in exhaustion. When she finally rose, the mixture of his cum and her own fuck fluids came bubbling out of her sweet and tender pussy. Thick white clumps of cum spewed lava like, slowly seeping out of her satisfied cunt. As she planted her feet beneath her, the generous load gained momentum and rolled out past her outer labia and started descending down her thigh. More copious amounts of jism quickly followed, oozing from her open loins at a rate faster than she could believe. She briskly shuffled toward the restroom to clean herself up before globs of the mess hit the bedroom carpet. As she reached the bathroom counter, she sought out the box of tissues to quickly contain the overflow coming out of her. In leaning slightly forward to reach the box, a thick gob of cum leaked out of her pussy and dropped to the tile floor with a loud audible splat. 

While still in the bathroom himself, her new lover took notice of his own body fluid pouring from her. "You know, it's a fact that sperm can survive in there for up to three days, but maybe I ought to stick around and put another load in you to be sure."



Breeding a Kitten Girl



She exhaled quietly. Her voice for the moment was stuck on mute, by choice, and also by force. 

Master gently finished swiping the ink skin marker across her cheeks and surveyed his looks closely. She had never felt the intensity of his eyes like this before.

For a while she may have thought being naked on a constant basis to be a painful or scary thing. But really, now with her legs and knees pressed firmly into the floor of the playroom, she just felt content. 

"Lift kitten." He hummed with authority. Without even glancing at the object in his large hands she lifted her butt off the ground, exposed skin glistening. She was completely furless just how master liked. He slowly drew a single finger down the curve of her ass causing a slight shake to run down her spine.

He almost expected her to purr.

Instead master dropped his finger lower and slid it softly into the tight hole of her ass, causing a real moan, which was quickly concealed as to stay in character.

Master joyfully helped work his kitten open a bit. Pain was good, but only when pleasure is the basis.

Now she was squirming, making it difficult to keep his fingers inside the damp warm place. He reached quickly and tightened a finger through the loop on the back of her black collar and pulled her up. Her hair was braided dkwn her back for convenience but master rather enjoyed the feeling of leather rubbing against her neck. 

"Our guests will be here soon I suppose." He quickly removed hus finger before inserting the slick beginning of a curved ass plug. Kitten had a hard time adjusting the end of it plugging her up. But once inside she lowered herself back onto the floor, prepared to show off for master. She knew what it was instantly; a silky silver cat tail that easily matched her eye color.

"Perfect." Master didn't dare let her meet his eye but instead stood and quietly told her to follow.

She crawled with ease through the homely yet clean house. As it was always her job to clean as the sybmissive, she prided herself on keepjng everything down to the last finely placed painting perfect for master.

Master told her to sit a single foot away from the dining table where a large plump bottle of expensive blueberry wine lay ready. Her nipples grew erect as she stared at the bottle of condensation dripping down the side. She wandered where else the wine bottle could-

"Good evening friends!" Masters warm yet harsh voice lilted to her sitting in the other room. Quickly before it was too late kitten adjusted her tight collar and headband with pointed leach ears. 

Her skin crawled with need. Yet it was anxiety that overtook her emotions when the first guest stepped in. All she could see were the expensive taste of his shoes, which she noted were a large size...

"Brilliant, what a catch you've let me in on finally." The guest seemed excited. "Ive wondered for ages when you would finally have the courtesy of sharing." The man laughed, kitten could feel his eyes groping every slope of her skin. It was only when his long and unexpected fingers ruffled her hair softly, that she jumped.

Master grinned slightly, she could feel it.

"A glass of wine shall we?" 

Kitten sat eagerly. She could feel if she wiggled her ass oh so slightly she could make the tail jiggle, causing her inside to pulse at the touch of the butt plug.

It was a bit scary too, kitten stared at the ground knowing her fate. She may have agreed, but was this truly what she was expecting? 

The doorbell rang and two more men were added to the group. It wasnt until master sat down with all three did she realize that the faces before her were not only completely new but older than she was expecting.

"Rules? I thought we were here to enjoy ourselves!" He jested, she could tell from her position on the floor they were completely up to date on how this worked.

Kitten wondered sullenly if he had done thus many times wuth previous submissives.

"I think I'll prefer to watch for now." Master nodded, giving them a nod before all three quickly stood and stared gard at her.

She was like meat to a dog, dresssed in nothing but cat attire. Her face held small painted whiskers and a nose. Acented only by natural freckles. Her tail wagged as the men stood around her as she shook expectantly.

She didnt dare speak.

One moved behind her. 

"What a fine pussy we have here." It was the older gentleman. She almost jumped to the ceiling when she felt a thick finger trace the small mound under her tail.

The two infront of her slowly brought the zippers of their dress pants down. She was left all of a sudden with two very large pricks dangling near her face. And she didnt even know these mens names.

"Suck pretty thing." One coo'd with a thick accent. She quickly opened her mouth and let the first taste of manhood delve into her mouth. She was hungry, hungry and eager to please.

The second man. The funny one, seemed content playing with himself, he so seemed to be memorizing every single inch of her perfect creamy skin. 

It wasnt until she heard new instructions she stopped staring at the second funny man.

The cock in her mouth was smooth and shaved. It dripped and leaked all over her tongue as he moaned away letting her do all the work.

The older gentleman behind her had undressed she felt his naked furry chest on her for a split second before he asked her to stand on her knees.

She obliged quickly and suddenly felt the mans head between her legs.

Kitten let out a thick startled moan into the hard cock of the man in her throat. The eldest gentleman had lifted her so she was sitting on the crook of his neck and his mouth had softly. Begun to trace arouns her soft pussy.

She bucked slightly be he held her tughtly by the tail, causing her to moan louder as the plug rubbed against her.

Her moans only turned on the cock in her mouth, she felt his hands slide around the sides of her head, gripping hard, kitten found herself in the hardest face fucking ahe had ever recieved. 

He groaned and moaned and shoved his pulsating organ in and out of her throat until she was screaming from contact at both ends.

Underneath her she felt the mans tongue slither into her tight hole, his tongue was wet and warm and slid in snugly but she couldnt help bucking her hips as his nose just gently rubbed her clit.

She rode the mans face excitedly as her throat was used roughly. She felt the man whome was fucking her face stop, he kept her head still and moved closer, his cock sprung deeper and deeper until her mouth touched the skin of his crotch and she could stick the tiny tip of her tongue out and lick sweetly at his skin.

He went back to thrusting. She felt the head of his cock dripping a salty liquid down her throat like a faucet, it collected and coated her throat until she was forced to swallow.

Under her the older man was suckling on her lips, adding pressure on her little clit until she felt herself flying so high the drool dripped down her chin. 

The man in her mouth began to draw intakes of heavy breaths, he was getting close and so was she. He pushed in until his balls carressed her chin lightly. They were earm and soft, she wished very hard to lift a hand and massage the cum right out of them but she was busy keeping herself steady whike the man hummed on the inside of her pussy.

Suddenly a set of unexpected hands touched her waist. The older man slid out and her pussy throbbed for more heat and more pressure.

She felt half her body leave the ground for a moment as the older man lifted her onto his lap so she was sitting facing away from him.

His slight beer belly bumped against her rigid yet smooth back ashd she felt her ass jiggle on contact wuth his skin.

He peeled back her tail, slowly presssing each of her damp cheeks together and then apart so her open and willing cunt lips were exposed to him. Her pink slit winked at the gentleman as she focused on making her main cock cum deep down her throat.

She could feel the bulge protruding from her throat. All her muscles contracted as she fought to swallow his cock and her drool.

He finally began to slam so hard on her mouth the sloppy smacking sounds of his wet drooling cock caused him to let out a loud uncaring moan and a jet a of thick salty cum to choke her.

She gaggaed slightly. His thick pulsing cock was even more stimulated as her throat pulsed around his cock head as the jizz drooled out.

Her mouth was covered the second he pulled out, like a faucet the cum dribbled onto her chin and he wiped his cock head on her cheek on caringly.

Finally she felt something stir at her exposed pussy lips. Her legs were being forced wide open as she balanced on her hands.

Kitten finally let out a real gasp as something hot and round slid across her wet lips.

She arched her back, the organ pushing lightly back onto her.

She felt the head dip into her for a split second, teasing her hole into submission. 

He waited for her to br completely still. She but her cum covered lips as he finally, and ever so slowly pressed into her. He was so large there was an almost audible pop as he slid in. She exhaled loudly this time.

The older gentleman sat her upwards so she no longer needed to balance on her palms.

The older man slid into her and out with ease, there was a loud squishing noise every time he pulled out but it only lasted until finally, the mysterious jokster second man appeared. 

He was naked and tan, his chest was large but kitten was more focused on his large dripping cock. There were a few signature veins tracing the outside. She watch as he fondled his own baseball sized balls.

He approached and instinctively she opened her mouth, instead he knelt down and kissed her. She moaned loudly as the man under her thrust into her causing her mouth to further be pushed into his. He slowly licked the outside of her cheek and returned to kiss her as she recognized the taste of the other mans cum on his tongue.

It was delightfully thrilling until he sat down infront of her.

She was still beung fucked sensually, still not facing the old gentleman who smoothly used her pussy like a warm cloak.

The tan man infront of her tickled her breasts lightly. She hussed as his mouth captured one of her rosebuds. He suckled on the little mound until he brough himself disturbingly close to her already being fucked pussy.

She almosy managed a 'wait ' which would have been cause for punishement.

He drew closer and wraoped an arm around her as he guided his cock to her alreafy full lips.

He was surprisingly well lubricated as she felt his cock head tap the older mans. Surprisingly, he didn't pull out.

In her head she could only feel sensations but soon she put it together a second cock was rocking into her. Pressing and stretching and warming her insides.

She let out a stream of concious moans as the second cock dug into her. She could feel the two rubbung eachother and sliding against her walls.

It was when the tanned man grabbed her hips and started humping madly that she felt the need to cum again 

Kitten was almost screaming. She didnt mean to but both cocks were drooling into her and slipping and sliding around without a matching rythm and as one pulled out the other pushed in and it felt like a thousand volts of electricity filling her clit as it rubbed against the mans skin.

She came loudly, she felt the tan man humping her harder, he came with such a passion the eldest came shortly after. She could feel both of them erupting deep in her, two different loads of jizz mixing together. She could feel the sweat making her collar slide up and down her throat, the black makeup smudged from perspiration.

He kissed her lips once more before the second cock disappeared and reappeared infront of her face.

She took in the still rock hard picturesque, the cock covered in globs of two mens cum.

She sucked like her life depended on it. 

Finally the eldest man pulled out and wauted a moment before wiling her lips clean, all the amazing amount of cum drooled out into his fingers.

He also stood once the cock in her mouth disappeared. She opened her mouth to let him stick two driping fingers on her tongue. It tasted like salty heaven. She enjoyed the mix of earthly tastes. 

Kittens legs were almost wobbling like jelly as they finished with her.

Slowly drying cum dripped down her thighs smoothly. She felt dried cum and drool on her neck and breasts.

She felt bred, like a cat.

Kitten let the men redress before bowing to them and whispering her beaten thank you. 

Master clapped his hands, all was on video, she would relive the wonferful experience as much as she wanted. 

When they finally left master turned to her. She could barely catch from the side of her eye, the look of pure lust and aphrodisia in his eyes, and a delicious tent in his pants...



Breeding Angie



I am one of these people that has never had any luck with men. When I was in high school I never had a date for the prom, in fact, I was never asked for a date at all. I suppose I never learned how to use make up like most girls. It was always too much trouble to put on and I felt it wouldn't help me that much anyway. I am 5" 7" and admit I do have a weight problem. I've always been too large. Some might describe me as voluptuous but when I look in the mirror I see this fat girl with a plain face looking back. I have big boobs, a big butt, and a chubby belly. I wear baggy clothes to try and hide my body.

After leaving high school I attended a junior college for 2 years learning office management. I am very active in my church, so upon graduation, I was hired by our pastor to work in the office there. I needed work and this job fell in my lap. After working there for four years he offered me a job in a new program for inner city youth he had gotten funded. I was to manage the office of this program for inner city youth who are at risk. Most of them are gang members. Our office was in an old school building in a very rough part of the city. I often wondered if my pastor didn't select me for the job because I was unattractive. He never told me that but it crossed my mind. I was told I was selected because I was more mature.

Working in this program was quite a challenge. By now I was in my late twenties and wanted to get married and have a family like any normal woman. The pastor hired a young social worker who had just graduated from college. His name was Eric. Eric wasn't bad looking and seemed like a very nice person. I decided I would do my best to get him to ask me out. I even convinced myself I would marry him if he asked me. Did I love him? Who knows? He was nice and I had decided I was ready to settle down. I had never even been kissed by a male of any age. The more I thought about it the more I decided I would sleep with him on the first date if he wanted me to. I wouldn't rule anything out. I was that disparate. 

I set my plan in motion by making a concerted effort to dress a little more provocatively. I stopped wearing slacks and baggy shirts and switched to skirts and tops that showed some cleavage. I didn't dress too wild but I was doing my best. I was not used to men paying much attention to me but I noticed Eric didn't pass up a chance to look at my tits when he could. I would wear a sweater so I could button it when our clients, the gang members, were around. I shortened a few of my skirts to just above the knee. Often I would go in Eric's office to talk to him. When I did I would sit in front of his desk with my legs crossed. This was all new to me and it took me sometime to fully get my nerve up but I was determined to try. Eric and I began eating lunch together so I felt I might be making some progress. I decided to turn up the heat a bit by wearing colored panties instead of my usual white ones. I made sure Eric got a good view every day so he knew the color I had selected. He never said anything but he kept coming up with excuses to get me in his office. If I left my skirt alone it almost slipped up to my waist. I got to the point where I left it alone. Eric's eyes were glued to my chubby thighs. Did he like them? All I knew was he kept looking. It was time to turn up the heat some more.

I began going to his office without wearing panties. This just had to work. I was 28 years old and felt it was time for me to start a family. In the far back of my mind I had made the decision that if Eric fucked me I would not have him use any protection. I was not on the pill since there was no need for it. If Eric got me pregnant, and my relationship with him did not work out, I would at least have the baby. I was desperate for this to work. My biological clock was ticking and that worried me. My fear was that I would go through life just being this lonely person with no one to care about me.

I was doing all I could to attract Eric. I had switched to thin bras that gave my 40DD's lots of cleavage and let my nipples protrude in our air conditioned office. I could not help but notice other men were more aware of me too, including our clients. It was hard to dress like that and not give others a peek. One day I was going up some metal stairs when I heard a noise under them. I glanced down and saw three black gang members under there. I did not acknowledge them but I knew that they knew I was not wearing panties. Then I wondered if that was the first time they had done that. From that day on I paid attention and there was someone under the stairs, looking up my skirt, nearly every time I used them. I had to talk with them on occasion and no one had ever hinted at anything inappropriate, so I dismissed it. I'm entitled to not wear panties if I choose to. I was aware of some "looks" I received but I decided it was no big deal.

My efforts to seduce Eric continued. Gradually I could tell men, total strangers, seemed to notice me. This had never happened before and I liked it. It was nice for men to acknowledge I exist after being ignored for so long. I began to wear bras that supported my breasts but left more of them uncovered. This was not lost on Eric. I would type something for him and take it to get it signed. As I bent over to show him where to sign there were occasions my nipple was visible to him. He no longer made any attempt to hide the fact he was looking at my tits and I made little effort to hide them from him. I knew it was just a matter of time until his cock was in me and I would be having his baby.

My new style of dress had not gone unnoticed by the pastor either. One day he called me in and subtly suggested I might dress a bit more conservatively. He said he could see how attractive I am and he admitted he had enjoyed looking at me, but he thought it best if I toned my dress down a bit. He really surprised me.  I found it amusing that, while he was telling me this, he was looking up my skirt all the time.

I was honest with him and told him I had been this wall flower all my life and now I liked the attention I was getting. The pastor told me I obviously had no idea what a sexy body I have and he thought I needed to be more careful. 

He whispered saying, "Angie, there isn't a male around here, including me, that hasn't undressed you with his eyes a thousand times." He said, "You bring out the Adam in all of us." 

Somehow that statement turned me on more than I can put into words. I wanted to strip all my clothes off so the preacher could see me naked. I would have let him fuck me at that moment and I would have gladly had his baby. After all, he had done so much for me, I would love to repay him somehow. I shared with him how flattered I was by his admission and how much I appreciated all he had done for me.

Then we just sat there and looked at each other. It was like we both knew but neither could say anything. Thirty seconds must have passed, and then, never saying a word, I uncrossed my legs and spread them for the pastor. He said nothing and did not move. He just looked straight at my pussy. This was the very first time I had ever exposed it to a man like this. I spread my legs farther apart and pulled my skirt to my waist. 

Finally he said, "Angie, you are beautiful down there." 

I wanted him so badly. I had never been in such an intimate situation with a man before but he didn't move. I began to unbutton my blouse when he held his hand up. 

He said, "Stop, I want to but I can't...you understand." 

I paused but didn't stop unfastening my blouse. Then I said, "I know, but just stay there, OK?" The pastor only nodded.

I finished unbuttoning my blouse, stood up, and slipped it off. Then I unhooked my bra and let them fall to the floor. It was cool in there and my nipples were hard. When I rubbed them they only got harder. The pastor never spoke and neither did I. Now I unbuttoned my skirt and let it drop. I was totally naked, except for my heels, in front of my pastor. I turned around so he could get a good look at my body and then sat back down. We both knew there was nothing else to say. As I sat there I put my feet on the edge of his desk and spread my legs as wide as I could. Then, using both hands, I spread my pussy open so he could see inside. No other man had seen me like this before and I was thrilled he was the first. I was consumed with lust by now. The pastor watched intently as I pushed my fingers up inside my cunt. I was a virgin as far as sex with a man goes but my hymen had succumbed to my dildo years ago. My fingers had never felt better in me. I never took my eyes off the pastor as I began rubbing my clit. My it felt wonderful! He had leaned back in his chair and I could tell he was masturbating too. I rubbed my clit with one hand and my nipples with the other. I can't describe how turned on I was to see his eyes glued to my dripping pussy. Soon my legs jerked each time I touched my clit in that certain place. My orgasm was approaching.

As I reached that point of no return I felt a spurt of fluid come out of me and hit the side of his desk. Before it had run down there was another, and another, and another...then my pastor watched me have the most intense orgasm of my life. I shuddered as wave after wave passed over me and spurt after spurt hit his desk. I looked at him and told him I wanted to do that for him. 

He smiled and said, "Thank you." "It was beautiful." 

Once we had composed ourselves he handed me some tissues as he cleaned himself up. While I was still naked I leaned on his desk and told him if he ever wanted me he could have me...anytime. He just smiled. I put my clothes on and left his office. I have never spoken of that day to anyone and it never happened again.     .

When I got home and had time to reflect on my situation I could not help but take note of the bitter irony in my life. I had tried to seduce Eric but had no luck and I masturbated for my pastor but he couldn't touch me because of his religious convictions. My experience with the preacher was fantastic but offered nothing in the way of a future. He was certainly not going to get me pregnant. I was very depressed and had no clue where my life was going.

As I headed back to work the next day I had not altered my dress much, if at all. After years of being anonymous I was not interested in returning to my life as a wallflower. I suppose my attitude had gotten worse since I no longer worried as much about what others thought. My self esteem was at an all time low. If our clients wanted to hide under the stairs and look at my pussy, so what? I went about my job and didn't worry about it. 

One day one of the leaders of a local gang came into my office. Everyone was gone and I was about to lock up. It was unusual for him to be there at this time so I was a bit scared. His name is Zman. That is obviously a nickname and I have no clue what it means. All of them have a funny nickname of some sort. Anyway, Zman wasted no time getting to the point. He told me that he and some of his "homies" liked "white pussy" and had noticed me around the office. He went on to say they had decided they were going to fuck me. He said they couldn't wait to see my big tits and snow white fat ass. I told him to forget it. 

Zman shrugged and said "Ok, either you can give it to us or we can take it". 

He went on to tell me he and his friends thought I was hot and wanted me to be "their bitch". I guess that was supposed to be a compliment? 

He said, Don't say no yet but think about it". "It ain't a bad deal for you." 

Then he told me he didn't know if I ever thought of enjoying some black cock but I was going to get some one way or the other. 

That night I pondered my situation but had no idea what to do. The next afternoon he was back with some friends. I told him I needed a few more days to think about it. He laughed and told me this wasn't some sort of negotiation. One of his buddies got behind me and slipped a rope around my neck. I was terrified. Zman told me to relax and I would not get hurt. They were just there to motivate me. I was sitting in my desk chair so they pulled it out into the office. Zman laughed and indicated they were going to "check me out". I was terrified! I told them I understood everything and I would do anything they wanted. He whispered in my ear that should I change my mind they would get me even if it took a few years. 

Then he said, "This ain't gonna be that bad." 

With that they removed the rope from my neck. 

Zman said, "Now that the negotiations are over, show us that white cunt of yours."

I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs for them. Zman put his middle finger in his mouth and them rubbed it up and down my slit, pressing harder until it slipped in me. He began sliding his finger in and out, rubbing my clit with each stroke. 

"Your cunt is wet bitch." he said "So you must like this". 

I didn't reply so he pushed 2 fingers in me and asked again. I told him I loved it. I asked if they were going to rape me and he said "no". He told me they were not about to rape me because I was going to come to his house and ask him and his homies to fuck me. He asked if I was on the pill and I lied and said I was. 

He whispered in my ear, "We're gonna breed you bitch so if you are on the pill you better get off." "If you don't get knocked up and drop a black baby we're gonna give you a breast reduction with a straight razor." "Are you on the pill?" he asked again. 

"No", I replied. 

He laughed and said, "Well me and the boys are gonna put a black baby in that white belly of yours." "A big white bitch like you is made to be bred plenty so those big tits will stay full."

Before they left they had me take my blouse and bra off and show them my tits. They all played with them and pinched my nipples. They teased me by asking if I had been milked lately. As they left my office Zman told me I belonged to them whether I realized it or not.

That night at my house I had to marvel at the twists and turns in my life. Once again the irony of it all was overwhelming. The men I wanted to notice men didn't, except for the pastor, who couldn't, and now all these black gang members want me. Why is nothing simple for me? It finally occurred to me that I had to face reality and make the best of it. I could leave everything and run or I could stay and be bred by a group of black gang members and become their white whore. What a choice!

Running was hardly an option. I had no money to speak of and no job to go to any place else. That pretty much left being a black cock whore as my only realistic choice. As I thought about all this the phone rang. It was the pastor. He never calls me at home so when I heard his voice I instantly thought I might have another option, but I was wrong as usual. In a very serious tone he told me the word on the street is that Zman and his boys are going planning a big party where they intend to breed a white woman. He said he was told they were going to breed me. Whatever made me thing Zman would be discrete? My pastor wanted to know if that was true. Rather than elaborate on my thoughts I told him it was true. There, I had made the decision! Naturally, he did his best to talk me out of it. I could tell he thought I was not fully aware of what would happen to me. 

He said, "You realize all these men will be trying to get you pregnant don't you?" "You won't know who the father of your child is with out DNA tests!" "Is that what you want...to just be used by these black men?"

My inclination was to tell him that is not what I want but I had to face reality. Instead I told the pastor that apparently no white men wanted me so I am ready to be used by black men. I have no real choice. He was upset with me. He told me I would be ravaged by them and that they would be like animals. I asked him if he realized I am nearly 30 years old and have never had sex with a man? I was annoyed at him for pointing all this out so I told him I was ready to be ravaged. 

I said, "Pastor I need to be fucked!" "I need some cock whether its white or black I don't care!" "I'm ready to have a baby so if they will breed me and give me a black child then I guess it is just meant to be."

I asked him if he would come over. I said, "You can come over right now and breed me yourself." I'll have your baby and I'll already be pregnant when I go to their party." "Pastor, I would love to have your baby so please come over and fuck me." 

After a very long pause he said,"Angie,you know I can't do that." "I wish I could." "I'm sorry and I'll pray for you." "Goodbye," and he hung up. 

I suppose my conversation with the preacher had galvanized my thoughts. Now I knew I was going to do it and I wanted to be bred.

Now that I had decided a sense of relief came over me. I had told my pastor I was going to be a black cock slut. It had been a big concern of mine as to how I would tell him. That was over. Eventually everyone in my church would know but I could deal with it.

As I sat there thinking of all this I realized I was excited about being bred. These men would make my belly swell with a black baby. I would have someone to love and who would love me. I rubbed my tummy and thought I wished he or she was in there right now. I had never been fucked by a man and now several were going to fill me with their sperm. For the first time in my life I had a sense of belonging. Would there be five or ten fuck me or maybe fifteen or twenty? I had no idea but I was ready for it. I never had much self esteem anyway so whatever they wanted to do to me was fine. Maybe I was meant to be a white whore to a black gang?

I picked up the phone and called Zman. When he answered I said, "This is Angie." "I just called to tell you I'm ready to be bred." He paused and then laughed. He asked me what would be a good time and I told him I thought I would be ovulating in about a week and a half. 

He said, "That's great bitch." "We'll make this the biggest breeding party we've ever had." "Your white cunt will get get all the black sperm it can handle." 

I said, "That sounds wonderful." "I want you guys to get me pregnant." 

Zman assured me I would be knocked up when they finished. He set the date in a week and a half. The last thing he told me was to shave my pussy completely bald. He said that some of his "homies" like eating white pussy but don't like hair in their mouth. I told him I would be shaved smooth and he should let me know what to wear. He suggested a short dress that showed off my tits and heels. No panties or bra. 

Then he said, "Bitch be ready for anything." and hung up.

I went to work the next day wondering what "be ready for anything meant". I knew I had a week and a half to wait but didn't know what to expect in between. I soon found out. I was crazy to think anyone would be discrete about this. The clients began coming into my office a lot more often. The first one who came in spoke to me and then told me he was going to be at the party and he would do his best to knock me up. 

He said, "You might have my black baby in your belly soon." 

How do I respond to that except to say, "I sure hope so."

Soon it was the talk of the office. As they sat in the waiting room to see Eric they would be talking about fucking my white cunt and asking me if I was looking forward to all that black cock. One day after everyone had left, Eric came in my office. He asked me if all this was true and I told him it was. He could not believe I would do such a thing and told me what a nice person he thought I was. The implication was that he no longer thought that. He told me he was even considering asking me out. I could not believe he said that. So much time had elapsed and he had never asked me out. He was curious about why I would do this. I could have told him a lot of things but I didn't. Instead I told him I was doing this because I was infatuated with black cock and could not wait to carry a black baby in my belly. He shook his head in disbelief and left my office. 




Breeding Angie



I had accepted my fate and decided to swallow any pride I had left. I was already their slut. All that was left to do was prove it to them. Poor Eric got a real shock one day when Zman came in my office while Eric was there. Zman had to show Eric who was in charge so he told me to take my tits out so they could see them. I did as he said. 

Zman looked at Eric and said, "Your girl Friday sho has a set of tits on her don't she?" 

Eric was speechless. He went back to his office in a hurry. Zman loved it. Then he told me to pull my skirt up and show his pals my pussy. I was under orders to never wear panties to work. I showed them my cunt that still had some hair on it. He told me to stretch it open for them and reminded me I was to have it shaved for the breeding party. 

Something like that happened every day. I knew I would loose my job eventually but why worry. All of our clients got more familiar with me every day. One told me he wanted me to suck his cock after work. I didn't know what to say but his partner reminded him Zman had given orders I was not to be touched until the party.

The week and a half soon passed and the big day arrived. It was Saturday and I began to get ready. I used a mirror to carefully shave my pussy. That was awkward but I got it done. It was nice and smooth just like Zman wanted it. I had bought a dress for the occasion. It was actually a long halter top but it covered my ass barely. I figured the guys would like it. I didn't think I would be wearing it very long. I was so very nervous. I was about to have sex for the first time with a man, except there would be lots of men, and all of them would be breeding me to get me pregnant. My life would change on many levels but at least I had found people who wanted me and paid attention to me. I fixed my hair, showered, and put on my "dress". My tits were barely contained in the dress and my ass was covered if I always stood up. Hopefully I looked like a white slut who wanted to be bred. I headed out the door and was on my way to a new life.

I arrived at Zman's house. It was not in a good part of town. There were lots of young black men standing around outside. All eyes were glued on me as I got out of my car. I had on my highest heels so everything jiggled as I walked. I was there to get bred and enjoy doing it. All the cat calls began as I headed up the sidewalk. The white cunt had arrived to be bred. I looked around and tried to imagine how I was going to feel after all these men had fucked me. It was scary. Some told me they hoped they were the one to knock me up while others had comments about my tits and ass. Once in the door Zman met me. He called everyone together and told them the rules. The main rule was that my ass was off limits as far as fucking was concerned. I was there to be bred so they could only fuck my pussy. If they wanted to put their finger in my ass or lick my ass that was fine. Zman turned to me and reminded me he had told me I would not be raped. 

"So", he said, "Why are you here today?" 

In my strongest voice I said, "I'm here because I want a black baby so I want all you black men to breed me." Zman was drunk with power. He told the rest that he would be the first to breed me.

Zman walked over to me and pulled me to him. He gave me my first kiss from a man. I learned quickly to open my mouth so his tongue could enter. I tasted his saliva. It tasted like beer and smoke. During our kiss his hands were all over my ass. Getting acquainted basically meant I got kissed and felt up by everyone according to their pecking order in the gang. The solders were the most plentiful and that went last. Some felt my ass and others felt my tits. My pussy was off limits until Zman had fucked me. Everyone seemed well behaved so, other than getting fucked a zillion times, it didn't look too bad. Once everyone was familiar with me I was ordered to take my dress off. He said I should show them what they had been lusting after for the last few years. That statement actually gave me a thrill! Some one had noticed me after all. We were in the backyard which had a high fence around it. I slipped my dress over my head and stood there completely naked except for my heels. There were so many comments about my white fat ass , my big tits, and my belly. He had me walk around naked so all could see and touch me if they wanted. Then Zman had me bend over, spread my legs, and the cheeks of my ass so they could all see both my holes. That was so embarrassing. Little did I know I would learn to do that and think nothing of it. He got behind me and pushed 2 fingers in my pussy. Then he moved them around and fucked me hard with them. I can't say it felt good but there was something erotic about it. Next he called for some KY jelly. I felt his finger press on my asshole. His finger was slick and slipped inside easily. Zman began moving his finger in and out. It felt good but I said nothing. He reminded them they could finger my ass but not fuck it. After removing his finger from my ass, he had me stand up straight. Then Zman told me to open my mouth as he slipped his finger inside. 

He said, "Suck it clean bitch." 

I did as I was told. 

Finally Zman announced it was time for him to breed me. We went into the house and he guided me to a bedroom with a mattress on the floor. He told me to get on my knees. Next Zman undressed. I was quite surprised to see just how large his cock is. He told me I was going to start with ten inches of hard black meat. Once he was naked he stood in front of me while everyone watched me suck his cock. This was all new to me. Common sense told me to be careful of my teeth. I took him in my mouth and began to suck. His cock began to grow! It wasn't long before I couldn't get over half in my mouth. Suddenly he stopped and asked me if i had sucked many cocks before. I shook my head no. Zman laughed and told me I would be getting a lot of practice from now on. 

Then he said, "If someone cums in your mouth swallow it." "Understand?" 

I nodded yes and he put his cock back in my mouth. I learned what he wanted because he grabbed my hair and guided me. Finally he pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked me if I was ready to be bred. I said, "Yes."

Zman had me lay on my back and spread my legs wide. 

He said, "Hey bros, look at the clean white pussy." "Watch because I'm gonna fuck the piss out of it and knock this white bitch up." 

My black stud got on top of me and rubbed the head of that monster cock of his on my pussy. I felt it part my lips and touch my clit. It felt fantastic. I truly wanted it and blurted out "fuck me Zman " before I even thought. 

He smiled showing his gold tooth in front and said, "Fuck!" "All these white bitches love this big black cock." 

All the time he kept rubbing my pussy lips and my clit with it. 

"You want this don't ya," he said. 

"Please put it in, " I begged. I wanted to feel a man in me so badly and Zman, for all his faults, was definitely a man. 

He continued to taunt me by asking what I really wanted. I told him I wanted him to knock me up, I wanted his baby, a black baby. Without warning he pushed his cock in my pussy about half way. It took my breath it was so big! I thought my large dildo was big but it never felt like this. For the first time I because aware that two guys were holding my legs apart. Zman shoved his cock all the way in me and then pulled it out. 

He said, "Look how that white hole is already stretched." "You tiny dick guys may as well go home," and he plunged his dick back in me again. 

It still took my breath. I had never been fucked before but his cock was fabulous! He had me stretched tight and he was pounding on my cervix. At first he went slow but gradually picked up speed. I wondered how long he could keep this up. 

I was so sloppy wet down there I could hear a slurping sound occasionally. I seemed to be in another world. I heard myself telling him how badly I wanted to have his baby and how much I loved black cock. I promised to be their black cock whore forever. Finally he said he was going to breed me. 

He said, "Get ready bitch, 'cause I'm gonna flood your white cunt with black sperm." 

At that moment I felt him spurting deep inside me. It was the first time I had ever experienced that but it was unmistakable. I began shuddering with a huge orgasm. It was wonderful. I love being bred. It was such an intense experience. Zman flooded my womb with his sperm and I knew there was lots more to follow. He pulled his cock out while the two guys kept my legs spread. 

Everyone gathered around to see my cunt full of black sperm. 

Zman looked at one of his captains and said, "Your turn to fuck her." 

He got on me and sunk his cock in my pussy. Then he began to fuck me. He was not as big as Zman but I loved it. Soon I felt him spurting in my cunt and another guy took his place.

I lost track of time but I was told my breeding took over 2 hours. Part of the way through I had to get up and walk around. Sperm gushed out of me and ran down my legs. We got a routine established where I would suck one guy's cock while another was fucking me. When he finished the guy I was sucking put his cock in me. All together I was bred by 31 black men. After about 20 or so we sat around and drank beer. When a new one showed up that wanted to breed me I sucked his cock until he was hard, then I laid on the mattress while he filled me with black sperm.

Two men fucked me that were not even gang members. I think they stopped by to buy some drugs and Zman offered my white pussy to them. When I went home I showered and collapsed in bed. The following day my pussy was so tender I could hardly stand it. 

I was right about my life changing forever. Did I get pregnant that day? You bet I did. My belly began to swell and nine months later I had the cutest black baby girl. I have no clue who the father is. In a way I would like to think it was Zman because he was the first to breed me and what an experience that was. All this was a few years ago. When my daughter was three years old I asked to be bred again. During that day I was bred forty three times now and have a two year old son to prove it. I'm white but I've never been fucked by a white man and I guess I never will. I am the gang's official "white ho". 

I work for the city now as a counselor for inner city youths at risk. I help them take advantage of government programs and, if its approved by Zman, I give them some white pussy if they want it. Last week Zman brought one of the members by my office who had been released from prison that day. I bent over my desk while he fucked my fat white ass. 

I look a lot different now. My nipples are pierced and I have several tattoos. One over my pussy says BIG BLACK COCKS ONLY. Everyone knows I love black cock now. All my friends from the earlier days have nothing to do with me. Thats fine with me. Those who know me now accept me for the slut I am so I don't need to pretend. Occasionally I see Eric. I have another tattoo on each shoulder that says WHITE CHICK LOVES BLACK DICK. That pretty well keeps Eric and all the white guys away. I finally found my place in this old world.