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Why Fuck A Black Man?

By: Giln



I was a virgin when we married. Not reason enough for you? Well let me expound...

Terry was sweet, caring and an animal in bed. He made me, no, he made we want to, do things I thought were dirty. His was the first dick I sucked to completion. I swallowed all he offered. The first time my asshole was penetrated it was my Terry. Each time I recall it makes me smile. I was so nervous and was so gentle. 

As out marriage progressed and we learned I could not get pregnant. Soon after, our sex life petered out After all, lust could not overcome science. I grew distant, withdrawn. We both wanted a family and it was not possible. Not possible because of me.

Terry was patient. Tender and always there for me. That is when it started, my reluctance to have sex of any kind. I mean not even a hand job for my poor husband. I was consumed by my own failure. I could never have a child of my own. Terry would never have a son. Why even both going through the motions? Why, well why anything anymore?

Not realizing what I was doing at the time I quickly alienated my beloved. The hurt I was causing directly stemmed from my own selfishness. Allowing my pain to isolate me from the one person who cares the most for me is what makes me share this now.

Time elapsed. Days became weeks, in turn becoming months and finally two years passed. We had no intimate relations of any sort. I knew Terry masturbated had even found some of his porn. At the time providing me with even more of a reason to avoid my husband and his dirty cock. By now I knew we were through with each other, our marriage relationship was finished but I expected Terry to remain faithful.

I left work one Thursday arriving home to find my dear sweet husband's car in the driveway. What was he doing home so early? I was always the first one home. As quietly as possible I unlocked the front door and crept into our home. Every sense acute I was ready for anything. Just not for what I found.

I closed the door and my heard a bed squeaking accompanied by a female voice, "...fuck me, YES, fuck me harder..."

I do not remember any more as I rushed to our bedroom. Then I saw my husband. The image made an indelible mark in my memory.

He was splayed on our bed, legs spread eagle. His hand rocketing up and down his hard cock eyes half closed and hips bucking up and down. I heard a hum and finally saw the ultimate perversion, a pink vibrator (mine!) protruding from his ass. Terry's moans barely audible over the porno playing on our television.

He was oblivious to my presence and kept masturbating as I watched. I was angry beyond belief, "What the fuck?!?"

Now he was aware of my presence.

Terry's eyes opened wide in shock. At that moment his hard penis erupted in thick ropes of white cum. So intense was his orgasm the cum reached his face. As the sperm landed it made a line back towards his belly button. He dick was cumming but his eyes were scared.

"Vanessa, wha... what are. I can explain, wait!"

He called after me as I swiftly turned on my heels and walked out. Walked out of our room and our house. Tears in my eyes I stumbled to my car. Struggling for a moment to unlock the door I finally got in and sat down. I wiped my face and glanced to the front window. There stood Terry imploring me with words and gestures not to leave. 

I was devastated. How could he do this to me? Why would he do this to me? I started the car and drove away without a destination in mind, just away from here. 

Hot tears stung my eyes as I tried to maintain control of the car. I was angry and had no idea what to do. What seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes, passed by before I decided to return home. Why should I leave? The bastard was cheating on me. HE should get out! Quickly I turned about, making my way back home.

I approached the front door nervous again. Last time was a sight I would never forget. Suddenly the door opened, Terry was there now holding the screen door open for me to enter.

"I am glad you came back. I was worried about you."

I glared back. Worried about me eh? Not having a good enough time by yourself. Want me to join in? Maybe suck your cock as you fuck my vibrator?"

"Baby, let me explain."

My anger finally achieved rage, "Explain what? You have my fucking vibrator in your ass watching porn while you masturbate!"

He just looked at his feet. That was all I needed.

I walked past him to our room. I quickly opened my closet, grabbed a suitcase from the top shelf and started stuffing clothes into it. Not even caring what my hands touched I filled it and zipped it closed.

I turned around looking him directly in the eyes, as cool as possible I sneered, "At least you are dressed now. I certainly enjoyed the show earlier."

"Vanessa. I am sorry. I lost track of time..."

I exploded, "LOST TRACK OF TIME!"

From there I whirled into every angry and inadequate feeling I had ever experienced. It seemed every painful moment in my life was Terry's fault. I screamed, cursed and beat my fists against his chest. Terry stood there taking it all. Never flinching, never backing away. This only fed my anger. He was not even embarrassed. The asshole. The fucking asshole!

Eventually I wore down. A long day of work combined with emotional upheaval finally gave way to physical exhaustion. Having run out accusations I looked for other avenues to humiliate him as he humiliated me, "So what gets you off? Watching some slut fuck. Some whore cream out? What is it?!?"

He glanced at the DVD player and I knew I had him.

"Let me see." I said as I walked to the DVD remote. Powering on the television I also started the DVD player. The title screen added to my shock. "White Chicks and Black Dicks" 

I watched the intro as a petite white girl leaned over a black guy sucking every inch of him while another black man ponded her doggy style from behind. The sounds of flesh pounding flesh was all I needed. The slut looked like she was in ecstasy. Moaning around the cock in her mouth she rocked back against the hard prick slicing into her pussy.

Quickly the scene cut to another girl astride a monster cock stretching her pussy wide. A close shot of her face showed her mouth open in a silent cry of pure enjoyment.

A final cut showed the first girl allowing the thick black cock to cum in her mouth and over her face. Either she was a great actor or she really enjoyed it. The screen faded to black before the title played again "White Chicks and Black Dicks"

That was enough for me.

"Glad to know what my LOVING husband wants."

I could not say any more as I sobbed, realizing my life was over.

Why Fuck A Black Man? Ch. 02



Several weeks passed since the "incident". Terry tried a few times to talk with me about it but I remained steadfast. He was a jerk and I refused to talk about it. Why relive it? He was wrong and I wanted no part of it. It made me remember when we first got married. 

We had taken a trip to the beach in North Carolina. Hot summer days spent playing in the ocean's water. I wore a two-piece for the first time, at Terry's insistence. That entire day he could not keep his hands off me. For lunch we usually walked to a little restaurant near the public pier to get something to eat. We sat outside, the sun drying our bodies, drinking water and enjoying all the beautiful scenery. 

Kite flying is big there. The shapes and sizes ran the gamut. Box kites, cartoon kites and that particular day we saw one shaped like two people kissing. We laughed and joked about who wanted that kite, the guy or the girl. I argued guy, because guys are always hoping kissing leads to more and he argued the girl, because girls love to be kissed.

I let him win that argument. The loser got a kiss after all.

That night we opened the doors facing the beach and let the salt air breeze into the room. I stood over the railing watching lights sparkle on the water. Terry had turned on some music so it seemed I was alone in the universe.

Then I felt his had on side. He stepped behind me, wrapped his arms around me and started kissing my ear. I melted into his arms. Supporting me in his muscled arms, he continued kissing until I turned to face him.

"Mmmmmmm"

That was all I need say. 

We walked together to the bed where the serious kissing commenced. His hand slid down my leg then, with just his fingertips, he slowly worked his way back up to my thigh. It tickled but always turned me on. This strong man teasing me with such a soft touch.

He kept his kissing and what I call "soft touch massage" going until I was starting to writhe on the bed.

"Enjoying this are you?"

I replied, "Mmmmmmm."

Teasing me he said, "You look hot in all these clothes. Let me help you cool off."

With a smile I sat up so he could pull the T-shirt over my head.

"Now, isn't that better?"

I leaned into his chest. His hard body pressed against my breasts. I was getting wet and wanted more. We resumed kissing and without realizing it my hand had slid to his shorts. I felt his prick straining the fabric.

In my little girls voice I said, "Aww, that looks uncomfortable. Would you like me to make it feel better?"

He smiled while pulling my hand away, "Not yet. I have a surprise for you."

He stood up pulling me along side. Kissing my neck, shoulder, breast and stomach Terry worked his way down until he knelt at my feet. Then he pulled my shorts down. I had a surprise too, no panties!

"Well, well, well, little girl. Are you feeling naughty tonight?"

"Mmmmmmmm."

Terry continued kissing but was centered on the top of pussy now. Almost but not quite making contact with my clit. I was getting more and more excited. Trying for a bit more contact I spread my legs and pushed my hips out slightly.

Terry knew what I wanted and gave it to me. His kissed my soft blond hair once more and lowered his head just that fraction of an inch I was desperate for, then his tongue hit the mother lode. I swear I felt myself gush at that moment.

Terry attacked with gusto and had me moaning. Louder and louder I moaned, encouraging him to not stop, "...yes, my god yes... right there... OH!"

I was still standing but swaying, unable to keep my balance as his mouth edged me closer and closer to an orgasm. 

I felt him slip a finger into my slit. That was it! The work up, playing, kissing and now his mouth pulling my clit out and a finger sliding in and out caused the best climax ever. I fell back onto the bed barely able to breathe.

Terry joined my on the bed. Returning to "soft touch massage" mode. I loved this feeling after an orgasm. My entire body tingles. Terry's attentions making it even more intense. 

Finally I calm down enough to speak, well at least whisper, "Thank you my love."

Though my eyes were closed I felt his smile.

After few more minutes of his luxurious massage I asked, "So, what can I do for you?"

I did not make this offer lightly. We had established this early on in our relationship. There are times I am open to try something I normally did not do or even something new. I figured he would ask for a blowjob. Not that I minded sucking him, I just never cared for the taste of cum. Tonight I was ready to take it all the way and ever gargle with the stuff!

Terry leaned back and pretended to think about it for a moment, "I do have something in mind but am not sure if YOU would want to."

This got my attention. We had been open with each other. I had tried everything he had ever asked. Not always the first time, but still. 

Terry turned his head and looked at me, he was doing it again, building the moment. I was already high from his licking my cunt, he knows how that makes me. Now just staring and not telling what he had in mind had my curiosity going. What does he want? What could it be?

Finally I broke the silence, "Tell me already!"

He smiled again and simply asked, "Want to watch a movie?"

I punched him in the arm, "Watch a movie! That is what you want?"

I move my hand to his crotch and instantly knew that is not what he really wanted. His cock was as hard as I had ever felt it.

"Yes, watch a movie."

He was serious. 

"I am not in the mood to go out my love."

Terry smiled again, "That's fine. We can watch one right here. I checked earlier and there is one we can order to watch on our television."

I shook my head puzzled and told him fine, order a stupid movie if he wants to then.

Quickly Terry picked up the remote and turned on the television. He told me to get comfortable in the bed. As I pulled down the blanket and sheet I did not see what he had chosen. 

Ready to lie down and watch I announced, "Ok, ready to watch a movie."

Terry turned his head flashed a wicked grin my way, "Me too!"

He removed his shorts and climbed into bed with me. Instinctively I grabbed his cock. Slowly stroking it I asked, "Last chance. Are you sure you want to watch..."

I never finished my question. The move started with the sounds of a woman crying out, "YES! YES! YES!"

Terry had ordered a porno to watch while I got him off!

At first I was shocked, almost frozen. My hand on his cock started squeezing and squeezing.

"Honey, I like a tight fit but..."

It was then he saw the anger in my eyes.

"Uh Nessie? Are you OK?"

I let go him, jumped off the bed and stormed into the bathroom. A perfect day shot to hell because this, this, idiot!

Terry pleaded with me through the door as the bitch on TV kept getting fucked. Yea, I thought, fuck you too!

Now maybe you understand why I was so angry that afternoon I caught the bastard jerking off in our bed!



Why Fuck A Black Man? Ch. 03



Well Terry had finally stopped trying to talk about that night. I made it quite clear how I felt about his disgusting act. In trying to deal with all this I started joining my co-workers after work for a couple of drinks. After a few weeks I had gotten close with Ruby, the office manager. 

At first just shared the typical wife complaints about their husbands. Then, one Friday night it was just Ruby and I left. Normally I stopped at two glasses of wine but tonight I went one more. I also shared more then I intended with Ruby.

It began with the same old whining how all Terry thought about was sex. Ruby smiled her agreement. Then without meaning to, I had told her about catching him jerking off. Not all the details, just him watching porn and playing with himself. 

Ruby took my hand and told me everything will be fine. All guys do it. Blah, blah, blah...

With tears in my eyes I leaned to her, "Why? Why does he do this to me?"

"Sweetheart, he wasn't doing it to you. He was just letting off some steam. C'mon, every guy I have ever known does it. Even Bruce."

I looked at her, "How could you let him do that?"

"Let him, sometimes I help and sometimes I... well I watch."

She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine. I was almost as shocked when she said that as I was catching Terry beating off. I sat there stunned, unable to speak.

"Vanessa! It is a thrill to see my guy get off. Plus, no wet spot"

Her joke broke the moment as we both laughed. I knew she was serious but I still could not believe she watched him just pleasure himself.

"How, I mean, what, what do you do when he is...?

"Sometimes I talk dirty. You know, 'wow what a big cock' and stuff. I always know when he is about to finish and ramp it up a bit. Telling him how much I want him to cum. How good it tastes. It really gets him going good."

My shock returned. 

"Sweetheart, every guy jerks one off. I love to watch and sometime help a little. It brings us closer and like I said, when I'm not in the mood it makes everyone happy."

We sat there with the last of our wine getting warm. Finally I worked up enough nerve to ask, "How do you get him to do that instead of, you know, doing you?"

Ruby almost laughed. "Easy, just offer. Say something like 'Honey I am tired but would love to watch you get off for me'. Always make it about how it turns you on and any guy will do anything for you!"

"I don't know. It doesn't feel right to me."

Ruby downed the last of her drink, leaned towards and whispered, "Would you like to see how it is done?"

WOW! That certainly caught me by surprise. For the first time I look at Ruby as a woman not a co-worker. I guess now I should mention she is black. She was slightly taller then me. Her skin a light color and her hair was a mass collection of soft brown bouncing curls. The dress she sported certainly showed the curves in all the right places. It was then I truly noticed how big a chest she has. I admit, I was a little jealous of her, a beautiful, sexy woman who knew how to handle her man.

I blushed as I thought about her getting Bruce to masturbate for us. For a brief instant I considered it, "Well, that is a tempting offer but, no thanks."

"OK. But you do not know what you are missing." she smiled.

"Oh I have a pretty good idea. I got the preview show a few weeks back."

We both laughed. I finished my drink. After paying the bill we left together. A quick hug good-bye and just as I turned to walk to my car Ruby said, "Remember, if you change your mind just let me know."

I smiled and waved back thinking, "Sure. My husband is a sex pervert and I am getting offers to watch another man beat off with his wife there as well!"

The wine worked its magic. When I arrived home I was feeling good. The week was over and I had no plans for the weekend but to relax and work on my tan.

The first thing I noticed was Terry's car not parked on the road. It was in the driveway. What the hell? That is where I park. He knows that.

My good mood was quickly replaced with anger. The fucking, masturbating bastard! I stormed in the house ready for a fight, "What the hell are you doing parked in the driveway. I had to leave my car in the street!"

No answer.

I called out again, "Terry, what are you doing? Where are you?"

Walking to our bedroom I found the door closed. I knew what he was doing. Not again, not this time. Barging into the room I was ready to rip him a new one. Hell, he might like that!

"Terry, you fucking..."

Terry was not there. That is when I heard a noise from the closet. Terry walked out carrying an armload of clothes. I looked at him," What the fuck are you doing?"

My whole day was spinning. The wine was making everything fuzzy but somehow perfectly clear too. 

"I am packing. I spoke with Mom and she and Dad are letting me stay with them for a while."

It was a simple statement. Spoken like he was telling about the weather.

"What do you mean you are staying with your parents? You can't leave. This is your home dammit!"

With that same calmness he told me, "This is a house and I am going to my folks. I think we need some time apart."

I stood there watching him pack. Tears rolling down my cheeks. Not believing what was happening. I went to work this morning, collected my paycheck, and had a few drinks. That is when the world went topsy-turvy. Ruby wants me to watch her husband masturbate and now my husband is leaving me.

I couldn't take anymore. As Terry zipped up the suitcase I brushed by me.

"Please, don't go." I spoke so softy I am not sure he heard me.

He paused in the doorway. I watched his shoulders as he sighed. The he walked down the hallway and out the front door.

I remained standing there until I heard the car start. It was surreal, it was not happening. 

I wiped my eyes, shook my head and went to bed. Terry would be home later; he was just working late on some project or another.

Saturday morning did not begin well for me. I was not hung over but last night was a blur. A bad dream.

I cried all morning. I must have picked up the phone to call Terry a hundred times. Each time ready to beg him to return to me. Each time not willing to give him the satisfaction of humiliating me yet again. 

Finally I picked up the phone ready to call and curse him out for treating me this way when I thought, what would Ruby do? She had her man under control. I went searching for my purse; it was on the floor near the sofa. Got my Palm Pilot out and looked up Ruby's home number. She gave it out to all of us in case of emergency.

Sure of myself now I dialed the number.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Ruby, its Vanessa. Uh, how are you?"

"Vanessa? I'm fine. Is there something going on at work?"

"No, no nothing like that. I uh, well..."

"Have you reconsidered my offer?"

"What? No I mean yes, but. No I... I need someone to talk to." 

"I'm sorry. I was only teasing. Are you OK?"

"Ruby, Terry left me. He packed up and just left me last night."

"Vanessa, I am so sorry. Sweetheart are you alone?"

"Yes", he tears started again, I was so embarrassed.

"Sweetheart, would you like me to come over?"

"No, I don't want to be here anymore. Could I come over there, please?"

"Why sure. Do you have my address?"

I read it form my Palm Pilot. It took tried since my tears made it hard to make out, "Let me get cleaned up and I will be over. And Ruby, thanks."

"No problem. I will be waiting."

I took a quick shower and changed into my Saturday jeans and a sweatshirt. Printed out directions to Ruby's home and left my home for hers. 

I knew she had some money but I was unprepared for the size of her house. It had a rounded driveway surrounded by a manicured lawn. Four columns support the overhanging roof. The porch was almost as big as my front yard.

I was a little nervous. I was coming to a friend for support but suddenly realized I really did not know her well at all. Screwing up my courage I drove up the drive, got out of my car, walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. I half expected a servant to answer. It was that kind of house.

A few seconds later the door opened and the biggest black man I had ever seen stood there smiling down at me. He must have been over 6'5" tall. Arms bigger around then my legs. His skin rippled with muscles and was as dark as night. I never could tell the age of my black friends but he did have some grey at the temples. I was too busy taking all this I did not hear him at first.

"You are Vanessa right?"

"Uh, yes, yes I am. Sorry. I am little out of sorts this morning."

What an understatement!

"Well come on in. Rubes is waiting for you out back."

I walked through the house. I fell in behind Bruce as he showed me to the back door. I remember passing several paintings on walls, a formal dining room, and game room complete with pool table and what I can only call a guys paradise. Large screen television with stuffed chairs and two oversize sofas scattered about the enormous space.

I noticed all this but I kept looking at Brice. His arms were huge and his legs all muscle. His ass was tight! I started understanding why Ruby like to watch him masturbate. A body like that in the throws of passion, I started regretting my rather hasty decision last night. Really, now that Terry was gone.



Why Fuck A Black Man? Ch. 04



Watching Bruce escort me to Ruby momentarily took my mind off Terry's departure last night. He opened the back door to allow me out first, such a gentleman! I stepped outside and saw a huge pool below a dark stained deck. Ruby was sitting at a glass table in shorts and T-shirt. The morning sun making her skin glow. 

"Oh c' mere sweetheart."

She stood up and we hugged. It was the best I had felt since last night.

"Sit down here. Bruce, would you be a dear and bring Vanessa here a tea?"

I look back at Bruce, he smiles, "Certainly. Anything else you would like?"

Ruby answered for both us, "Nothing right now, but maybe something later. I will let you know."

Bruce disappeared back into the house and Ruby looked at me. Patiently waiting for me to start. Boy did I start. At the beginning and all way through. This time not leaving out any details. I hardly remember everything. I know I cried. Ruby cried. Suddenly I felt a shadow come over me. Startled I looked up. Bruce was standing there holding two bowls and a picture of tea.

"I though you might be getting hungry. I made some pasta salad and more tea."

"How thoughtful! Thanks honey, you are a doll."

Ruby got up and helped him set our table. I noticed Bruce refilled our glasses. Still feeling a little numb I muttered a "thanks" and stared into my bowl.

After Bruce went inside Ruby and I started eating. I started pecking at first until I realized how hungry I was. I finished the entire bowl and another glass of tea. Ruby did the same. By the time we finished I was actually feeling better. 

Ruby asked if I felt like swimming, "Some exercise is just what you need right now."

I tried to beg off, "Uh, I don't know. I don't have a suit or anything..."

Ruby just fixed her stare on me, "You know that is no excuse. I'm sure I have a suit you can wear. C'mon, lets go look."

Without waiting for me, she stood up and started towards the back door. She did not even look back.

Not knowing exactly what I should do I finally stood and walked into the house as well. The back door opened into the game room. Again I was somewhat awed by the size. I caught a glimpse of Ruby as she turned right and started up the stairs.

She teased me, "C'mon slowpoke or I will pick the suit for you!" 

I quickly caught up. From the top of the stairs she led me to a bedroom in which I am sure my entire home would fit. In the middle was a king size bed decked to the hilt in pink and white colors. The room was certainly a women's dream. One dressing table took one wall. A make up stand the other. There was a door to the both sides of the headboard. Ruby walked directly to the one on the right. 

"Let me see. I think I am just a bit bigger up top but... Yes here it is."

She pulled out a two piece that did not leave much to the imagination, "Bruce got this for me but you know how guys are, uh sorry. He loved the style but it was a little tight."

I understood why. It was hot pink, thong and what I would call pasties for my breasts. I felt my blush start just looking at it, "Ruby! I can not wear that! I might as well go nude."

She gave me sly little smile, "Well I wouldn't mind..."

I laughed, "Well I would. I never even did that for Terry."

That brought me up short. I felt my anger return. Anger at the bastard for putting me in the situation Ruby was trying to be supportive after all, "OK, give the suit, or should I say dental floss and post it notes."

"You can change in the bathroom on the other side of the bed. I will be out in a moment."

I walked around the room imagining what it would be like to live here. Everything you could ever want and a sexy man doing whatever you wish!

I did a quick change. Noticing I need to do a little more trimming of my pubic hair to truly sport a suit like this. But I figured it would be OK for today. I walked out to find Ruby already standing there in a yellow suit that was actually smaller then the one she had given me.

"Wow! I thought my suit was tiny."

"Well, normally I would go in my birthday suit but I am not sure we are ready for that... yet."

Smiling I said, "Thanks for being so understanding. Well, lets get going."

We returned to the deck and walked down the steps the pool. The sun had warmed the afternoon air and I dipped my toe in the water. Perfect! Warm and inviting. I eased into the pool letting the water wash off the past twenty-four hours. I slid under the water, it felt so good!

I came back up with a little splash just in time to see Ruby make a dive from the board, slicing into the water with nary a ripple. Obvious she had done that before!

She swam underwater to the other end of the pool and popped up, "I love to jump in and get going fast!"

We swam and played in the pool for a while. Eventually we ended up sitting on the side talking more about Terry and I. As the sun dried us I was started a second time by Bruce's shadow. 

"Are you girls almost done? I would like to do my afternoon laps."

Ruby answered, "Thanks for waiting for us. Go ahead. We won't be in your way."

With that Bruce walked to the diving board. I watched as he removed his T-shirt and shorts. Boy did I get en eye full and more. Bruce was wearing a purple Speedo. I had heard about black men before but this was unbelievable. The bulge in those trunks had to hold the largest cock I had ever seen. I stared for a moment and started my second blush of the day. Bruce made his way to the end of the board and dove in, not quite as gracefully as Ruby, but his body was certainly larger and harder.

"I think you might know why I like what we talked about last night now. He is great at everything he does." Ruby bragged.

Bruce started his laps as we watched. After five ruby began cheering, "GO BABY GO!"

I joined her and pretty soon Bruce swam right to us. Working his way between Ruby's legs he said, "I thought you said we would not distract me?"

"No, no, no honey. I said we would not be in your way."

She leaned down and I watched as these two beautiful people kissed. Bruce's hands wrapped around her back, pulling her tighter. Ruby let a small moan escape and then pushed him back. Since Bruce was so strong I knew he was playing along by falling back into the water. I laughed with Ruby. I also noticed her nipples were doing there best tom poke through what little material there was.

"C'mon, if we stay he won't stop and I am sure you are not ready for that."

Trying to tease her back for earlier I replied, "Well, not yet anyway."

This got her attention!

We toweled off and returned to the bedroom. I looked at my jeans and sweatshirt on the floor. Terry always told me how sexy I was in jeans.

"Hey! Would you like something different to wear? I get so tired of jeans."

"Sure, why not?"

I joined her in the large walk-in closet and started looking at some of the things she had. There were business suits and other work outfits. I spied some rather revealing dresses in the back. Ruby grabbed an outfit holding up to my body.

"Well I think you would look great in this."

It was a mini skirt and pale pink blouse. Lace everywhere.

"I thought we were going for comfortable here?"

"I am, I am, but I saw this and thought of you. Add some hose, maybe thigh highs and the right panties. You could own any room you walked into sweetheart."

For some reason that made me feel good.

Finally we decided on nice comfortable sweatpants and oversized T-shirts.

"Lets get some dinner and see what my Brucy is up for tonight."

We walked downstairs to the kitchen this time. "Brucy" was there already.

"What do you two beautiful women want for dinner? I have chicken, steak and even hamburgers."

"Anything is fine for me."

Ruby answered, "Well I want a large juicy piece of meat."

We all knew what she was talking about.

"Well, let me see what I can whip up. Would you like some daiquiris with that M'am?"

Ruby looked back at me questioningly, "Are you in the mood?"

"Yea, lets have some."

Ruby ushered me to the game room and told me to get comfortable, she and Bruce would prepare everything.

I curled up on the sofa and watched some television. Just flipping around enjoying the feeling of contentment Ruby had made for me. In no time she brought out two banana daiquiris for us.

"Bruce is grilling the steaks and potatoes. Should be ready soon. Now we just have to sit back and relax."

We all enjoyed the meal. Eating outside with this couple as the sun set made me feel part of something special. I had a good friend in Ruby and knew she had made this day special for me.

We kept drinking daiquiris as Bruce cleaned up.

"He is great guy. I mean he has taken care of us all day."

Ruby smiled at me, "Well, there are two reasons. One I promised him I would get you in a swimsuit..."

"What! Why would he even want to with you as his wife?"

"Trust me, you are a naturally sexy women. I was surprised he swam to me instead of you in the pool."

That thought made think thoughts I ought not think about another women's husband.

"What was the second thing?"

"Remember what we talked about last night?"

"Really! Uh, maybe I should get going..."

I did not want to, I was having such a good time.

"Uh Vanessa, you have had quite a bit to drink. I think you had better stay the night."

"Ruby! I can't stay here if you two are going to... you know."

She just laughed, "Of course you can. We don't HAVE to put on a show for you. Besides, Bruce will be thinking of you anyway. Having you in the house will make it even more exciting.

This got my attention. Ruby telling me she was going to have sex with her husband knowing he was thinking of me. I was speechless. I mean, what could I say?

Ruby grinned, "Makes you think doesn't it?"

I could only nod.

"Sweetie, I love my man. I know that he has a LOT to offer another woman so I make sure he has everything he needs right here at home. C'mon, I will get you ready for bed. Then I will get ready for my bedtime..."

I giggle right along with her. We went upstairs to the same bedroom, "Here ya' go. Perfect. If you will come into our bedroom wearing this I guarantee Bruce will have a great night. After all, it is the least we can do for him after today."

She held a deep violet chemise, "Try this on."

Without thinking I quickly stripped and pulled it over my head. It was pure silk. Sliding past my nipples made them instantly hard. Ruby noticed immediately.

"I think someone likes it!"

I twirled about, "Well, it does feel good."

"You have to come and say good-night to us. Bruce will just about cum seeing you in this."

"Well, um..."

"Puh-leease?"

Her puppy dog eyes convinced me, "OK. But promise me, nothing more. I am not interested in seeing a show tonight.

Ruby flashed a great big grin, "Ok, give me about ten minutes to get him ready. I PROMISE, just getting him ready for bed time, nothing more."

I watched as she practically bounced from my room down the hallway. I walked slowly behind her and closed the door. I did not want to ruin the surprise. Now, what to do for ten minutes? I checked myself out in the mirror and certainly liked what I saw! The hem barely covered my ass. Turning quickly provided a glimpse of me. I was getting turned on just looking at myself. 

Wait! How long had it been? I cracked the door open and peeked down the hallway. It was dark save for a sliver of light emanating from the bedroom two doors away. I had to decide, would I show off for Bruce or chicken out? I rubbed the front of my fabric, feeling my hard nipples poking through. That was answer enough.

Tiptoeing on the carpet in my bare feet I made my way towards the light. I crept along trying to hear what was going on inside. I could almost make out what there were saying. Then Ruby's voice was clear.

"Sweetie, she is married and so, may I add, are you! Did you really think she would turn into slut just for you?"

I could not quite hear his reply.

"Bruce, she is in love with her husband. I am trying to help her through this difficult time. Don't be a pig."

Again, I could ALMOST hear his words before Ruby answered.

"How about if I give you something special tonight? Maybe a little extra fun. Would you like to get some of my scarves out? You know the ones."

Her voice was playful and seductive. It made me wonder what she would do with scarves. A dance or something?

I waited outside their room whilst the scarves wee made ready. I was not sure what to expect but knew it would be 'something special'.

Finally I heard Ruby say, "OK, we are now ready. Let me check on Vanessa so I know we will not be interrupted. I promise to be right back."

I had to act fast so I knocked on the door, opening the door more, trying to get a glimpse of whatever they were doing, "Knock, knock. Anyone home?"

"Oh, there you are. I was just coming to tuck you in sister."

I took in the room, even larger then mine. A four-poster bed, holding Bruce up. A sheet covered him and I easily saw he was excited. I was too! Ruby wore a deep red robe covering everything from head to toe.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you both thank-you for today. I really, really needed it. If there is anything I can do for you ever, just ask. I mean it."

I started tearing up but not before I noticed Bruce's wrists were secured to the two top posts by scarves! Ruby had tied him to the bed. This strong man allowed himself to be tied down by a 75 kG woman. Ruby was in control.

"We are happy to do it sweetie. Anything for a friend."

I walked over towards the bed, not letting on I knew Bruce was immobile, "Well, I am about ready for bed. I hope I did not keep you UP too late."

I glanced back to Ruby. She only smiled, looking at her husband.

"Bruce, you have been wonderful. I can hope to find someone to love me like you love Ruby someday."

I quickly twirled, showing off my ass to him. I was getting wet! I walked back to Ruby.

She hooked her arm around mine, "C'mon, I will escort you to your room madam."

Acting like a mother hen she helped me into bed and truly tucked me in, sheet to my chin and all. I smiled at her, "Thanks again. It really has been special."

"Well, I have one more treat for you, if you wish. Your TV has all the premium channels plus one extra. If you tune into AV-1 I guarantee a show unlike any other."

"What do you mean?"

"Just watch. You might check out the drawer next to the bed. I know I would."

With that Ruby exited my room, closing the door. I had to work a bit to un-tuck myself. Ruby did a good job getting me into bed. The TV remote was on the nightstand beside me. Turning it on I saw a dark image, two people talking. The sound caught up with the video.

"Well, she is down for the night. What can I do for you now?"

"Baby, please, please! Make me cum. I have been hard all day. I did everything you asked, let me cum?"

His voice whimpered, begging for release. Then the video came into focus. It was the bedroom I had just left! Bruce was now completely exposed, his rigid, dark coal cock standing straight up as Ruby gently stroked it. It was huge! The largest I had ever seen. Her slim figures teased him.

"I bet you wish she was here right now. Her lily-white hand wrapped around you.. Would you like that?"

"Yes, please. Let me cum. I will do anything, just make me cum!"

Now I opened the drawer. In it I found a big, black dildo. Tonight was going to be something special all right!



Why Fuck A Black Man? Ch. 05



I fondled the monster of a cock. It was dark black and textured. A near perfect replica of the real thing, just not throbbing in my hand. I looked back at the televised event taking place just down the hall.

"That feels good. Your dick is lovely. You know when you sleep, sometimes, I just hold it in my hands."

Ruby was teasing poor Bruce. He was squirming on the bed trying to get any stimulation. She obviously had practice keeping him on the edge. Bruce finally gave up and lay still on the bed. 

"Well, it looks like you have accepted your fate. Now, tell me your fantasy or I will keep you just like this all... night... long."

Without realizing it I had slipped the dildo between my legs and was gently rubbing my outer lips. I was getting wet watching Ruby control her man. The dildo felt good but was bigger then what I was used. It would take a little effort to have it penetrate me.

Ruby adopted a whiny voice, "Brucy, tell me. Please tell me? I want to get you off but you promised me a story first."

She ended with a full pout. I giggled and Bruce sighed.

"OK. But you better keep your promise this time!"

Just like a guy, trying to force his woman into something. When will they learn, girls control it all.

Bruce continued, "I saw the suit you had her in and knew you were just teasing me. That is why I wore my Speedos. I figured you would pull her from the pool. I hoped it might start a conversation and maybe, just maybe, I could get a hand job from her."

WHAT! That pervert! He was talking to his wife about making me pleasure him. 

"Ooooh. Where would she do it?"

Wait, Ruby was playing along with this? I had just started forcing the dildo in when this started. Now, I was not even in the mood.

"In the game room. While you were in the kitchen making dinner."

"MMMM. Little wifey in the kitchen serving her man with the white girl stroking you. Like this?"

Ruby resumed her hand job. Slowly to be sure, but still, Bruce being a guy moaned and started bucking his hips. The show was getting hot again. I slipped my middle finger in my hole, spreading moisture all around and making myself wetter. I reached for the dildo and started working it around in circles. 

"I bet you like thinking her don't you? Maybe more then just a hand job."

Bruce answered but I could not hear what he said.

"Yea, that's my baby. You would like that. I know just how much. Do you think she could do that for you while I was in the kitchen?"

Do what? What was his fantasy? I was torn between the fake cock I had or watching Ruby handle the real thing. I compromised, my eyes and ears stayed focused on the television, my hands stayed busy with my pussy.

"Do you think she could get you off before I returned from the kitchen?"

I wondered what Bruce wanted me to do. Probably lie back and just let him fuck me. Guys!

"Well do you think she can it better then me?"

Ruby leaned forward licked the pre-cum from Bruce. She savored it, putting on a show for him. It was the most blatant of lust I had ever witnessed. Bruce cried out as Ruby opened her mouth and took the head in. It was so big I did not think it would fit.

As Ruby started sucking I pushed the black dildo's head inside of me. My pussy stretched as the head finally popped its way inside. Never had I felt this way, it hurt but hurt so good! I kept pushing, enjoying every inch. My attention was taken away from the television as I got carried away with my own pleasure.

"Yes, Don't stop. Please, I am almost there, just a little more, yes, yes, noooo!"

Bruce's whining pulled back from my orgasm. Ruby had pulled back revealing a slick back cock pointing straight up. Had she taken the whole thing down? Unbelievable!

"Well, do you think that little white girl would do that for you?"

"Please, just a little more. I am so close."

Ruby looked directly at the camera and smiled, "Call me Vanessa and I will swallow every drop you can spurt."

Bruce's eyes popped open, "Vanessa, suck my dick. Make me cum."

I watched as she went to work. One hand jerking from the base up and down, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked the rest like a common street whore. The bed was shaking with their efforts. My bed was shaking with mine. I plunged that cock in and out as fast as I could. Each thrust feeling better then the last. I was close. Very close.

"C'mon, call me Vanessa and make me swallow your jizz."

Then the moment arrived, for both of us, "Vanessa suck me, suck me and swallow every drop. Show me my cum in your mouth... AAAAAAH!"

I convulsed along with him as Ruby got a mouth of her black man's spunk.

Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my entire body. My eyes half closed I saw Ruby as she presented herself to Bruce. Then she kissed him. His shared cum leaked between their lips. Now that is something every guy needs to experience. Cum is a bitter, vile viscous substance. I am not sure which was better, my orgasm or watching Ruby feed Bruce his own cum. 

I heard Ruby say, "You liked that."

"Uh-um. That was fantastic."

Again I heard Ruby's little girl voice, "But now, you are all soft and I haven't had my fun yet."

She started massaging his balls, which made his still rather big dick twitch. I still had mine inside and knew how much I would want a good fucking after doing what she did for him. 

"Well, well, well it looks like I just might get my fun after all."

I was truly amazed. Never had Terry gotten it up so quickly after cumming. My opinion of Ruby went up yet another notch. She defiantly controlled her man. I watched as she straddled his body and slowly impaled herself on him. 

I was getting excited again myself so I resumed my own little fuck session. I pulled the sheet completely off and watched as my black toy eased in and out of me. I mimicked Ruby's pace and she rode Bruce. She moaned then I moaned. This went on for some time. I just kept going along with what I watched. Then she started talking. 

"Bruce, she is right down the hall. I left our door open. Do you think she might walk by and see us?"

Ruby looked directly at the camera. Bruce was too far gone to even voice a reply.

"I think she might be at the door now. Watching us."

Along with Bruce I was getting close to have a second orgasm tonight. 

"Bruce I have been a little naughty tonight. I'm not sure if I should tell you though."

Ruby kept talking and sliding up and down on his prick. Her pace increased. So did my hand. I was getting closer each moment.

Ruby's speech was punctuated by her motions, "I told Vanessa... something about... her room for tonight. Ooooh, I hope you won't be angry."

Ruby's breath now labored and so was mine. Was she going to tell him I was watching them on television? My passion waned. Would she really betray me? After everything that happened today, would she really tell her husband I was peeping on them?

"Brucy, I left a dildo with her."

She slid up until only the tip of his hard, glistening cock was barely inside her cunt, "It is the big black one."

She turned her head towards the camera again, "The one we made together."

I lay there watching as Ruby slowly sank down until her ass was on Bruce's thighs.

"The one we molded using you."

I was fucking Bruce massive cock watching Ruby fuck Bruce! It was too much. I cried out in pure joy. Ruby cried out and Bruce growled. We all came together.