11 comments/ 70440 views/ 8 favorites Mindy 's Becoming Ch. 03 By: changer666 When I came home after that party, I was really spent. My pussy had just had the greatest pounding it had ever received, and my mind was in turmoil. I had just cheated on Rob. It wasn’t just a fantasy anymore, I had actually fucked a big, black guy, a colleague of Rob’s even. Rob, the guy I loved, whom I had been married to and vowed to be a good wife. I had also told James that I loved him, and that was what really got to me. I hadn’t even known him for a day, and already I wanted nothing more than to be with him, or better, to be with his dick all the time. O fuck, that big, black dick. Even thinking about it and the feeling it evoked in my pussy, made me all wet again. Although I had had a tremendous amount of orgasms that day, I couldn’t help but to grab my large black dildo and jam it into my pussy while I contemplated what I had done. On the one hand, I felt like a dirty slut, on the other hand I knew I was hooked. There was nothing I could do. I had become a slut, technically speaking, the Internet had turned me into a white whore for black cock. I had read all the stories which dealt with that topic, and always I was amazed how quickly the women were hooked on interracial sex. Now, there was no place for amazement anymore. I was totally convinced, and I felt very good and very bad about it at the same time. After bringing me off for the last time that day, I decided there was dire need of a shower. I took off my dress, which had stains all over the front, and threw it in the hamper. I knew Rob never got near the hamper, so I didn’t worry. The water splashing down my body felt like heaven, and when I was all clean, I jumped under the covers of our bed. My mind was still spinning, especially as I lay in the bed my husband would normally fuck me in. I felt fucking dirty and deceiving, when I let that night rewind in my head. And I knew people must have noticed me hitting on James and vice versa. Although a bit worried, the thought turned me on, that maybe people knew that I was Rob’s wife and that I had maybe fucked a colleague of his. It was almost like those stories I had read about wives fucking black guys and humiliating their husbands. My pussy was getting wet again, but I knew Rob would be home soon, and I didn’t want to be awake when he came home. So I turned off the light and wondered what the next day would bring. I woke to the stirring of Rob, as he got out of bed and into the bathroom. At first, I didn’t know what had happened the night before, but it quickly came back to me. As did the wetness in my pussy. I was instantly horny, and the fact that my last orgasm was already a few hours away and my hormones were already taking over, made me long for James’s dick again. I knew it was wrong, I knew I treated my husband like shit, but I couldn’t help it. I refrained from rubbing my pussy, because I didn’t want to encourage Rob to try to do some fucking, so I got our of bed and walked into the bathroom. “Hey darling, how are you?” I asked Rob. He turned around. “Oh Mindy, I’m so sorry you felt bad yesterday. James told me you had left, and I wanted to call you, but then though maybe you are already asleep. When I came home you were sleeping soundly, I hope you are better today!” he said. Hell yeah, he had bought it. Although I knew I loved Rob, I felt sorry for him. He was so naïve! I let him in on some load of shit, about not feeling well for the last few weeks, maybe my hormones were doing some stupid things, maybe the pill. Rob was very understanding, and after a kiss on the cheek I told him that I loved him. I was almost having an orgasm from knowing that I had just deceived him like the dirtiest, rudest women wouldn’t do. Fuck, the change in my personality had been quick. While talking to Rob, the only thing on my mind had been how to get hold of James as soon as possible and to have his dick inside me again. After breakfast, Rob left for work. I showered and dressed in shorts and a bra, and wondered how it could find out James’ number at his office, when suddenly the phone rang. I ran and picked it up, and a pang of disappointment hit me as I heard Rob’s voice. “Hey darling, listen, I’ve got to ask you a favor. A colleague just called, he’ll be working on a contractor’s account at home today, and he hasn’t got all the papers needed to get it all right. The people at the office don’t have the right documents, so he asked if I had them. They are in the basement, in that one box labeled ‘Huntington’. Could you maybe get them and when the guy comes over hand it to him?” Well, I didn’t have a choice, so I said I’d do it. I went to the basement and after some searching, I found the box. I got it up and put it down next to the entrance. I went up to our bedroom and got some t-shirt to wear over my bra. I was still wondering how the hell I could find James’ number, when the door-bell rang. When I opened the door, I almost had a heart-attack. In front of me stood James, and he looked even better than the day before. Jeans, white t-shirt, and underneath it that perfect body. He smiled at me, and said: “So, how do you like my little scheme?” It took me about two seconds to realize what he meant. Colleague, work at home, would come by to pick up stuff. James had just tricked Rob into actually inviting him home to fuck his darling wife. I screeched and pulled James inside the house. I jumped him and we started kissing even more passionately than the night before. In a flash, my t-shirt was off, and James, who obviously liked tearing off underwear, just tore my bra off my shoulders. My 34D tits popped out and while holding me up, my legs wound around his body, James alternated from kissing my mouth and licking my breasts. I was constantly moaning, and I felt my pussy turning into a torrent again. I couldn’t wait to see and taste his dick, so I told James to let me down and unbuckled his pants. I pulled them down and he stepped out of them. His boxers already sported a huge bulge, and when I pulled them down, his monster cock jumped at me. I managed to catch it with my mouth and without much hesitation, I gulped down as much as I could. It felt so fucking good to have that cock inside my mouth again. I tasted manly and salty. A taste I fucking adore. James didn’t hesitate either, and quickly he grabbed my hand, and like the day before, roughly fucked my mouth. I gagged and thought I’d puke all over his dick when he rammed it inside my throat, but I felt like a real slut. A dirty slut, who put her lover’s dick over everything else. I loved it! After getting my mouth fucked for a few minutes, I decided to take this relationship to the next level. I got up and took off my shorts and my thong. “So James, want to get to know the master-bedroom?” I asked. I wanted him to fuck me on the bed Rob and I normally shared. I wanted him to fuck me where only Rob and I have ever been before. It was the ultimate deceit, or so I thought at that time. James picked me up and carried me up the stairs. I told him where to go, and when we were in the bedroom, James threw me on the bed. I laughed, and James took off his t-shirt. “So, Mindy, this is where Rob fucks you?” James asked. “Not anymore, big-guy. From now on, it’ll be only you, no little white dick will fuck me again in here!” I answered. I was delirious, feeling dirty and worthless, but it turned me on like nothing before in my entire life. I was just telling a virtual stranger that I would never want to fuck my husband again, but rather him. I was crazy, but the crazy felt just too good to try to do anything about it. James laughed at my slutty talk. He walked over to me, and when he bent over to kiss me he said: “You really are an unbelievable slut. I never knew such white cock whores really existed. But you are the proof. Come on, let’s fuck!” I kissed him, sucking his tongue and treasuring his taste. I pushed him onto the bed, and slung my legs around him. Kneeling on top of him, his dick just a few inches away from my dripping wet pussy, I knew there was no way back. I was going to fuck James on that bed, and I would be his forever. I slowly lowered my body until I felt the tip of his cock touch my wet folds. Slowly, I let him enter me, until all of his dick was inside of me, stretching me and totally filling me up. I gyrated a bit, and then moved my hips up a bit, until only an inch of his dick was inside of me. James moaned and grabbed my hips, and I knew he was going to take over. “Let’s do this properly!” he said, and pushed me down hard. I screamed, and just cherished the feeling of that beautiful dick inside of me. James started banging my pussy hard, and soon, I was pushed up and down on his cock like a little rag doll. My pussy was on fire, and my first orgasm of the day hit me like lightning. I screamed like a bitch in heat for James to fuck me harder, and so he did. His hands were on my butt and he spread my cheeks while fucking me. That gave me an idea, and I reached back with one hand and guided one of his to my little asshole. “That hole needs some attention too!” I moaned, and James didn’t hesitate a second. Using a bit of my pussy-juice, he pushed a finger inside my ass. It felt wonderful to finally have something live up there, and I encouraged him to try more. So while James fucked my pussy, he squeezed two fingers inside my tight asshole, pushing them into my ass as deep as possible. He wasn’t shy about it, and turned and twisted them inside of me, giving me a mixed feeling of pleasure and pain. I tried moving my body so I could feel as much of his dick and as much of his fingers as possible. That intrusion from both ends was making me crazy. “Oh Fuck, James, take my ass, please, fuck me in my ass with your monster-cock!” I begged him. James obviously liked my idea, and lifted me off his dick. Unceremoniously, he placed his dick at my asshole, already a bit stretched from his wild fingerplay, and pushed me onto his dick. First, it felt like someone was trying to push the wide end of a baseball bat up my ass. I screamed into James’s shoulder, as his dick forced his way inside my ass. It felt as if I was to be split in two pieces, as James slowly but steadily pushed more and more of his meat inside of me. “Oh….GOD!! That…feels….like….a….fucking….baseball bat…up…my…ass!” I screamed at James. He just let out a roaring laugh and started fucking my ass in earnest. It was such a quick array of painful stabs in my ass, I could barely breath. It took me about five minutes to get accustomed to that monster inside of me, during which I let out a constant scream, muffled only by James’s shoulder. My ass felt like it was on fire, but the pleasure factor of this assfuck started to show at last. I began humping James’s dick frantically, suddenly I couldn’t get enough of his black meat inside of my dirty ass. I pressed my body onto his, and we both got into a steady rhythm of hard fucking, my asshole being stretched like never before. I felt so full, so slutty. I felt like a dirty whore, because I was cheating on my husband and letting myself be fucked up the ass on our own bed by another man. That thought took me over the edge. Well, that big piece of dick inside of me did too. My clit was on fire from the constant rubbing on James’ belly, and when that orgasm hit me, my pussy squirted at least two pints of clear, tasty pussy juice. James grinned when he saw the mess I was making, and within another minute, while I was still writhing on top of him, my ass filled with his dick, he came deep in my bowels. It felt as if he was flushing my guts with a hose, the warm liquid quickly filling up my ass. James stayed inside my ass until he was all spent and his dick went limp. I got off of him, when James asked me to do a nasty thing: “Mindy, push that cum out of your ass and eat it! I wanna see you eat my cum mixed with your ass-juice!” I smiled, because James obviously knew the way I wanted to be treated. I sat on the bed and lifted my legs, exposing my asshole. I put one hand underneath, and pushed. I felt my asshole pushing outwards, and then a jet of his cum squirted on my hand. I repeated that a few times, until there was enough in my hand. When I looked at it, I knew that that was the nastiest thing to do. The color was somewhere between creamy white and light brown. Nasty, but that was just what I wanted to be. A nasty little slut. So I started licking off the cum, swallowing it all. “You really are the ultimate slut, Mindy!” James announced and kissed me. The rest of the day, until about half an hour before Rob would come home, we fucked in every possible position. My ass and pussy were widely gaping when James was done with me, cum leaking from every hole. My face and hair were matted with his cum too, and I was sure I had swallowed gallons of that great stuff. When James left, he told me he had plans for us for the weekend, so I should try tricking Rob into letting me go alone to a club. I promised James I would be available for his pleasure, and kissed him a last time, during which James pushed three fingers into my asshole for good measure. I almost came again, getting accustomed to his kind of farewell-present. When James was gone, I quickly changed the sheets of the bed which were covered in both our juices and jumped under the shower. Just when Rob entered, I stepped out of the shower, and when he asked me how my day was, all I could muster was: “Oh, relaxing and a bit boring!” “Oh, I’m sorry!” he answered. If he just knew! Feedback once again very welcome. I hope you like that second installment. Write me your fantasies or real time experiences. Cheers, Changer666 Mindy 's Becoming Ch. 04 The next week James practically lived in our house. He managed to get his work done at night, and so spent all day at Rob and my house, fucking my brains out. He was as much an anal-fanatic as myself, and my asshole was stretched quite a good deal. Although I was fucked in my ass everyday, my asshole didn't become sore, only a bit loose right after the fucking, but closed nicely up after a while. Rob didn't notice a thing, he even talked about James one time during the week, telling me how much of a nice guy he was, since he gave him a contract to work on which would give Rob a lot of credit in the eyes of the company chairmen. When he told me, I smiled, knowing that James had done that in order to keep Rob busy at work, resulting in longer fucking-sessions at our house. Rob's working schedule also made him less demanding for sex, so I didn't have a hard time trying to take his mind off fucking me with his average dick. Like I already said, I had become a true slut for James' big cock, with no interest at all in getting fucked by Rob ever again. Now, some of you may wonder why I didn't tell Rob I had fallen in love with another man, or his cock, and that I would want to leave him. James had enough money, and I could easily divorce Rob. Well, as a matter of fact, I still loved Rob. He was a gentle guy, we had had the greatest of times together. But I also loved the sex with James. It was nothing I had ever experienced before. And that's where it became complicated. Sex with James was that great because I was actually married to another man. And I was white. Thus, there was the thrill of being a cheating wife and the thrill of doing something which still was some kind of taboo, to have interracial sex. That may sound racism, but that's just the way it worked. A black man and a co-worker of my husband as well, fucking me behind the back of my husband, was the kinkiest thing I could imagine. So let's return to my tale. On Friday, just after dumping the third load of that day inside my asshole, James asked me if I wanted to make our little adventure even more thrilling. I was interested to know what he had in mind, and told him so. James had devised a plan. He had invited Rob to his house, and he had said to bring me with him. Rob had gladly accepted, and it was to be the next day, Saturday. Since Rob would be at home, this would James and me to meet, and it got me all hot when I wondered how we could sneak off to have sex with Rob present. James and I fucked one last time after I had congratulated him on his plan by sucking his dick and licking his asshole. We parted as we had the last few days, with James sticking fingers inside my holes and kissing me. Only that day, he easily eased three fingers, instead of just two, inside my asshole. When Rob came home, I had already gone through the common procedure of cleaning everything and myself. He told me about a phone-call from James, and that we were invited to his house the next day for dinner. I feigned surprise, telling him how much I was looking forward to that dinner. Saturday during the afternoon was terrible. I was so fucking horny, used to getting fucked all day long, that I locked myself in the bathroom three times, in order to stuff my pussy and ass with my black dildo. I dressed up for the evening in a white, skin-tight minidress. I purposely forgot to wear panties underneath. I knew that we had to be sneaky in order to get some, so panties would only obstruct our chances to get it on. My ample breasts were visible almost in their entirety, since I had also not bothered with a bra. My cleavage was so complete, that only my nipples were barely hidden under the fabric, but still poking out. I knew that I was wearing risky clothes, but I also knew I wanted to turn on James as much as possible. When Rob saw me, he whistled: "Hey baby, that's some hot dress you're wearing. I guess it's time we get it on again soon!" I laughed, and said something cryptic, not discouraging him but neither encouraging him. I knew that when the day was over, I would only want one dick inside of me, and that was not Rob's. In the car, it was difficult to hide my bare pussy from Rob, but with some acrobatics I managed. James' house was quite the mansion, and if I would have been impressed by the showing off of wealth, I'd be impressed. Unfortunately for the house, the only thing that could impress me was a big dick like James'. When Rob rang the doorbell, I was tremendously nervous. I was glad I was standing behind Rob, so he couldn't see my legs shaking. James opened the door, and again I was fascinated by his great looks. The bald head, the nice facial features and that big, black body. Fuck, I really loved his body. Rob and James exchanged greetings, but I knew James only wanted to hold me. When he shook my hand, it was like a bold of lightning running through my body. My pussy instantly produced so much juice, I thought it would run down my legs any second. James then led us into the house, which was as luxurious in the inside as it was on the outside. As you know, I didn't have any interest in that. While Rob commented on the house, I only concentrated on James' body, trying to imagine what it would be like to have his dick right there and then. I managed somehow to get my act together during dinner. James had prepared a delicious Italian meal. We sat on his large table, but unfortunately, it was all glass, so there was no chance I could play with my feet underneath the table. After the meal, James took the plates and got up. I reacted quickly and grabbed the salad bowl and said I'd help him. Rob wanted to get up too, but James told him not to bother. As soon as the swing-doors of the kitchen were closed, we both put down what we had in our hands and attacked each other. Smartly enough, I hadn't applied any make-up, so our passionate kisses didn't leave any traces, except the wetness between my legs getting even more. As we kissed, our hands roamed the other one's body. I felt James's monster through his pants, and he simply pushed two fingers up my pussy. I came right then. To our advantage, my mouth was pressed on James', so there was just a whimper to be heard. Although I knew we shouldn't press our luck, I decided to suck James' cock. I just couldn't wait. I got to my knees, opened his fly, and got his cock out. It was already semi-hard, and after a few licks, it was rock hard. I gulped down as much as I could, and quickly James grabbed my head and like always violently fucked my throat. I had become so used to it, that I wasn't even gagging that much anymore. After not even a minute, James came right down my throat. There was almost no need to swallow, since it all went right down into my stomach. I got up, and without a word, we made sure our clothes were alright, and I checked my face in a steel-pan which was hanging on the kitchen block. James handed me some desert and quickly put the dishes in the dishwasher, so as to have some kind of alibi. When we entered the living room again, Rob was sitting there reading in a magazine. "Hey there...wow, what's that? I love dessert!" he announced. He really was such a naïve guy. We had dessert, and Rob and James talked shop. I was far away, wondering how the hell I could get James to fuck me. Obviously, James had a plan too. All during dinner and dessert, he served wine, and he wasn't shy about pouring Rob more than me or him. Rob didn't seem to notice and drank large quantities of that stuff. After an hour or so, we were already reclining on James' sofas, Rob's speech was already slurred. I started talking to him about leaving, but James quickly said that we could crash at his place. Rob was just too glad that James offered that, and after excusing himself for getting drunk so quick, Rob and I were shown our room by James. Rob undressed only partially and fell on the bed, snoring within ten seconds. I just slipped off the dress, and waited on the bed naked. It didn't even take a minute and there was a knock on the door. I said "Come in" in a normal voice, and when James opened the door, I saw that he was as naked as I was. "Come in and lick your white whore's pussy in front of her husband, stud!" I said, and spread my legs. Behind me, Rob was snoring, as James kneeled between my legs and started lapping at my cunt. You can't imagine that rush. It was so unbelievable, to have that black stud lick my wet pussy while my husband was sleeping in the same room. And I wasn't exactly quiet about the whole thing. I moaned throughout James' administering, and when I came, I let out a little scream, squirting juice into James' face. I was a bit nervous that Rob had woken up after that, but he was still out cold. "Now, my little slut, want your black master to fuck your ass in front of hubby?" James asked. I answered by kneeling on the bed, right next to Rob, and spreading my cheeks to expose my asshole. James kneeled behind me, and slipped two fingers inside my pussy, and then pushed those lubricated fingers hard up my ass. I let out a yelp. "Oh, fuck, James, fuck your little whore's asshole!" I moaned. James pushed another finger into my asshole. God, I couldn't believe how much my asshole had adapted to that sort of action. I was able to take three finger to the hilt without even flinching. I had become a real slut. I even pushed my ass back, trying to get even more of his fingers inside of me. I moaned like a bitch in heat, forgetting about my clueless husband next to me. James jammed the fingers in and out, stretching me out real good. James finally pulled out his fingers, and without any warning, jammed them into my mouth. "Taste your ass, slut. Taste that nasty ass taste, you dirty cheating whore!" he said. I choked on his fingers first, but I loved the rough treatment. That was exactly how I wanted to be treated. I licked his fingers, tasting what my ass tastes like. It was a dirty thing to do, and I loved it. While James had his fingers in my mouth, choking me, I felt the tip of his powerful cock at my asshole. My asshole was already stretched a good deal, so when James started pushing, the head went in like a hot knife through butter. My moan was muffled by James' fingers inside my mouth, and when he pushed forcefully, I thought I was going to faint. With one stroke, his whole dick was deep inside my bowels, and I felt that familiar painful sting. I didn't know if assfucking such a huge dick could hurt your insides, but I didn't even care. I cherished that sting when getting my assfucked, and couldn't care less if it was against the doctor's order. I pushed back my ass, elongating the pain, which was already starting to mix with pleasure. James took his fingers out of my mouth, and spread my asscheeks even more, giving me the freedom of using my hands again. Although James was fully inside me, I felt there was still some more my ass could take. I urged James on to fuck my ass hard, to wear me out like a cheap little whore. He didn't need to be encouraged that much, because he was already hammering my ass with his monster cock. It felt so good having his dick inside me, and I totally forgot about Rob, moaning and screaming. "Oh fuck, do me harder, wear me out!! Fuck my ass as hard as you can, make it hurt!" I screamed. I was in a total fucking frenzy, and I wanted to be the dirtiest slut on earth. I wanted my ass to be really stretched, so I reached back, and tried pushing in fingers next to James' dick. When I had a finger from each hand inside, it already felt like I was about to be split open, but I didn't care. I pulled as hard as I could, spreading my own asshole while getting fucked by a fucking monster cock. The pain was terrible, but it was what I wanted. I wanted to hurt myself, to really be a cheap, worthless fuckslut, whose ass could be used without any limits. James seemed to like the show a lot, and started to add fingers himself. Soon, next to his cock and my two finger, two of his were squeezed in my dirty little ass. He pulled at my ass just like I had done, and his strength was adding another nuance of pain to my ass. I screamed, and begged James to fuck me hard, so he did. After twenty minutes of abusing my asshole, he spurted his cum deep inside my bowels. By then, I was almost delirious, only uttering some primal, guttural sounds. Without even touching my pussy, I had had three orgasms, and my ass was now officially sore. "You're a great little slut! See you tomorrow for breakfast!" James said, and left without another word. I was glad, because after a week of fucking and that ultimate assfuck, I was ready to revitalize my body. I fell asleep next to Rob, not caring about the gallon of cum pouring out my asshole. To be continued... Again, feedback very welcome.