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Lilly

By: Victoura56



Lilly looked at herself in the mirror. She was very sexy, with rump and breasts large but not un-proportional. She had silky black hair that flowed to her shoulders, a face smooth and delightful to look at. But despise all this beauty, Lilly was still a virgin. 

It was not like she hadn't tried. She had been out to places of all sorts, but had never found the guy she wanted. Sometimes they made it back to her place, but there was always interruptions, or the guy had forgot a condom (she hated swallowing pills) or something else happened. Of late, Lilly had decided that maybe she was going to die a virgin, and should give up. 

Tonight was Lilly's 25th birthday. Her friends were taking her out to very elite club called 'Midnight Rose'. Apparently it was called that because people who went there were letting themselves have fun or 'blooming' at midnight. Kind of silly, but it was supposed to be a good place to find people, and Lilly decided to have one more go at finding a man before she truly gave up the ghost.

Dressed a white blouse and designer jeans, Lilly drove to Midnight Rose. Her friends were already waiting outside, wearing clothes a little bit more revealing. They recognised Lilly's car and waved. 

Lilly parked in the lot behind the club and met up with them.

"Lilly dal, you complain you can't catch a man, but look at what you're wearing!" exclaimed Denise, a red haired Texan who was the flirtiest of the group. 

The rest of them laughed. Monique, Lilly's best friend since primary school defended Lilly.

"Lilly wants one man, not a thousand, Denise." Everyone laughed harder, except for Denise.

The friends went into the club. 

Lilly wowed as she examined the club. 

The lights were dimmed, a thin veil of artificial smoke hung in the air. The front doors opened up to a semi-circular staircase that went down right onto the edge of the dance floor. The dance floor was styled like the disco out of Saturday Night Fever, complete with the colour changing tiles. Around the edge of the dance floor was more stairs going down. Five steps sunk into the floor, where the bars were. There was a bar at each side of the club, and at the far wall was the doors to the toilets. 

"I told you this place was good!" said Denise.

The friends went down to the bars. They grabbed a few drinks, sitting at the bar a while, then danced among the throng of people already there. Lilly was suddenly glad she had worn jeans, as she could tell that all the men sitting at the bars could look up women's skirts if they wanted to. 

Bloody perverts.

The night went by fairly uneventful for Lilly. She was having heaps of fun with her friends, dancing and generally enjoying herself. While sitting on a bar stool, taking a break from the energetic dancing. The music was loud, and had a great beat to it that Lilly could feel going through her whole body. She downed a cocktail, and saw, at the other end of the bar, a man staring at her intensely. 

He was around the same age she was, maybe a bit older. He had light brown hair, a very masculine face and perfect body. He was, stunning. Lilly liked him.

He noticed Lilly was returning his gaze, and winked at her. Lilly gasped, amazed that this sexy creature wanted her attention. She pointed at herself, mouthing the word 'me?' He nodded. 

A rush of excitement flowed through Lilly, and knot of warmth formed in her belly, making her 'part' tingle. Lilly hopped off the bar stool, trying to look sexy. Maybe tonight was the night...

Walking closer to the man, Lilly got to see exactly how hot he was. She eyed him from the head down, and the same warm feeling formed in her belly and pussy.

There was an empty bar stool next to the man. Actually there were more than a few, three empty seats at either side of him. She was surprised that no other girls had tried to take this prize tonight. But it only meant more for Lilly. She sat next to his left, ordering another of the cocktail she had just finished. The man had a scotch, but nothing had been drunk.

"Well, hello." Said Lilly. The buzz from the alcohol she had consumed was giving her a buzz, giving her a bit more confidence to talk to this man.

"Hello. What's your name?" he asked, his voice soundly like honey, making him only more desirable.

"I'm Lilly. What can I call you?"

"Jack. I just happened to see you over there alone, and wondered why such a beauty like yourself would be alone. So I thought to myself to put a stop to that." Said Jack.

Jack. This guy was beginning to really turn Lilly on. She could smell this sweet scent in the air that made her want, made her crave for Jack.

"You are a very nice man. I like you. I like you a lot." She said. Jack smiled.

Lilly, through the fog of drink and desire that was clouding her mind, she could see that Jack's eyes were not entirely...normal. They had a slight luminescence that can normally only be seen in glow sticks. But Lilly had heard of people with strange eye colours, so no matter.

"That's very good." He replied.

They inched closer. Jack put a hand on Lilly's thigh, gently stroking it. Lilly sighed, and started doing the same to Jack. They inched closer, faces so close they could feel each other's warm breath. Jack removed his hands from Lilly's thighs, and placed them gently on the sides of her face. Then, leaning in slowly, her kissed her. 

Oh, Lilly loved this. His taste was so sweet, so lovely. She stick her tongue into his mouth while he was doing the same to her. They moved their tongues together, trying to get their mouths closer together. Lilly was swimming in ecstasy, twisting her hands in Jack's hair. But just as it was getting really interesting, Jack pulled away, holding Lilly's head back with his hands.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" she asked franticly. If she let this man slip through her fingers tonight, Lilly would never forgive herself.

Jack chuckled. "No, nothing is wrong, but let's go to my place. More privacy." Jack grabbed Lilly's right hand and pulled her towards the exit of the club. 

Lilly tried to spot her friends in the throng of dancers, but she couldn't not even Denise's flaming red hair stood out. With Jack pulling at her arm, she forgot about her friends and followed him. He lead her around the back of the club, the parking lot. There she saw a fancy sports car which he walked towards.

"Nice car." She said.

Jack opened the door for Lilly like a gentleman, assisting her as she sat down. He went to the driver's 

side. 

Lilly waited for Jack to start the car, but instead he rummaged for something bellow his seat. Lilly turned her head away, daydreaming of the possibilities this night could go through. Suddenly she felt this sharp pain in her temple, and everything went black.

When Lilly woke up, she was in a white room, laying on a soft white bed. She was still fully clothed, apart from her shoes, and could feel that nothing had happened to her. She also had a clear head, no buzz of booze or hangover. In fact, Lilly felt really good. There were no windows, and only one white door. The floor was black carpet, and the frame of the bed was made from sturdy dark wood. 

Just as Lilly was starting to feel a little frightened, through the door came Jack.

He was dressed in the same clothes as the night before, and had a smile on his face. Lilly looked at that smile. It was the smile of someone who has found what they have been looking for after a long time. It was a good smile. A smile that made Lilly trust Jack wholly.

"Where am I, Jack?" she asked.

"At my place. You fainted from being so drunk, so I took you here and gave you some medication. 

Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, I feel great. Thanks."

Jack smiled more, and came over to sit on the bed with Lilly. 

Some of last night's passion came back to Lilly as Jack got close. Again, his scent made her body fill with intense heat. He began to stroke he face with his finger, her brow and cheeks, slowly a softly. 

His strange eyes examined Lilly from head to toe, and he got closer. Lilly sighed as the warmth grew inside her.

Jack got closer, his hands moving down to her neck and shoulders. 

"Lilly, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He said.

"Really?"

"Yes. I think I love you." The way Jack said it, it sounded so truthful that Lilly gasped in happiness. A single tear of joy ran down her cheek.

They hadn't really started, but already Lilly was hot. She was turned on, even after waking up in a strange place with a man she had only met a few hours ago. But she didn't care! He was making her feel good, and she had a feeling tonight she would finally be fucked...and such a stud too! Jack's hands moved further down, onto her breasts. 

Lilly gasped, as he gently stroked her breasts. Lilly wanted it to go faster. She wanted Jack. Lilly began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her beautiful breasts. Jack made no sound, only ogled the perfectly round globes being presented to him. He pushed the blouse fully off Lilly, and then went for her bra. Once both items were on the floor, he began cupping and massaging Lilly's tits. This sensation! It was incredible, and Lilly arched her back moaning in pleasure. Lilly's hands aimed straight for Jack's shirt, which she quickly unbuttoned. Jack's body was toned and taught. It looked more to be a product of good genes than workouts. They both stopped. Lilly stared at Jack's body, licking her lips in desire. Grabbed the sided of Lilly's face, and while gently pushing her body down onto the bed, crushed his lips to hers. 

Their tongues met again, plunging deep into the other person's mouth. Once Lilly was laying on the bed, Jack's hands reach down to Lilly's pants. In one skilled motion, he pulled off both her jeans and her panties, leaving her laying on the bed, baring all for Jack to see.

"You are truly a beautiful woman. I'm so happy to be able to do this." Jack said. He quickly pulled off his pants, but left his boxers on. Lilly could see a giant bulge pushing against the fabric of Jack's boxers.

"Come on Jack, take them off. I need you." Lilly demanded. She really did.

Jack complied, and his hard member sprung upward, finally free from the prison of Jack's boxers.

Lilly bit her lip when she saw just how well hung Jack was. It was huge, looking like the cock of a horse. Lilly moaned, feeling so hot, she couldn't wait to feel Jack inside her. She spread her legs wide, welcoming him in.

Jack kneeled on top of Lilly, his arms like pillars that stoped her from going anywhere.

"Before we do, I need to tell you something, Lilly."

"What?"

"I'm not human." Jack said.

The words hung in Lilly's ears, confusing her.

"Impossible, you look human."

"Never judge a book by its cover. I'm an alien. We can alter ourselves to look human on the outside, but in the inside we are all alien. I come from a species with a problem, we have no females. Instead we use the females of other species to breed, and I have chosen you, Lilly, to be my mate for life." Confessed Jack.

Lilly was dumb struck. It would explain the eyes, and the slight green colour he had on his skin that Lilly had just noticed. His scent too, would be designed to allure and attract females. It would also explain the impossibly huge cock that jutted out from between Jack's hips.

"It's an honour, for only the best females are chosen. I have seen this planet and all the females in it, and I love you Lilly. I truly do."

Lilly couldn't speak. This man-alien wanted to breed with her. He loved her. He had chosen her. 

"Say something, please." Begged Jack.

"I...don't know what to say."

"Tell me you love me too. Tell me you want to be with me forever, that you want to have my children and love them too." Pleaded Jack.

Lilly thought about that. She thought about all Jack had said, and had to admit the idea of living with him sounded good, alien or not. He was so gentle with her, even though he could have easily forced himself onto her. Lilly touched Jack's face, her fingers close to his lips, and knew her answer.

"I love you too, Jack. I stay with you forever and have your children and love them too. I want you to be with me forever." Lilly cried with happiness as she said these words, knowing that they were the right words to say.

The smile that came on Jack's lips was one of pure joy, and he crushed his lips to Lilly's. The passion between both of them was clear. 

Jack began moving his hips closer, and Lilly felt his tip pushing against the lips of her pussy. She gasped with excitement, and she could feel her wetness flowing down her legs. Jack went slowly, knowing that his monster cock might be too much to just push into her. 

As Jack eased his length into her hot, wet body, Lilly moaned loudly as waves of pleasure washed over her, even as he tore her hymen. Slowly her body stretched to fit him inside as he slip into her depths. He filled her cervix completely, then went further, deeper, until he touched the very back of her womb, impossible as it was. Lilly was completely aware of Jack's dick inside her body. She could feel every small movement he made, even the blood pulsing through his cock. It felt...incredible. 

"Oooo... my god." Moaned Lilly.

Jack stayed in place for a while. He touched Lilly with one finger, tracing the lips of her pussy that gripped his cock. He lifted his finger, and Lilly saw blood on it.

"You're a virgin. I thought so."

"Is that...a bad thing?"

"No. It just makes the bond between us stronger, knowing that you have never felt another man inside you. I will be your first and last. Now, here we go."

Lilly cried out in ecstasy as Jack began moving his cock back and forth inside her. Again, he was slow, letting Lilly get used to the movement. He gradually increased his speed, and Lilly was swimming in an ocean of lust and love. She wrapped her legs around him tightly, pulling him in, making him push against her walls. She screamed as it happened, for she felt that pressure not only in her womb, but the rest of her organs above. It was like he was trying to dig past the walls of her uterus. 

They got into a rhythm, but just as Lilly was getting used to it, tentacles exploded from Jack's back. He grunted at they burst from his body. The tentacles were the same colour as his skin.

"I'll make you feel even better, my life-long mate." He said.

Two of the tentacle wrapped around Lilly's breasts, beginning to squeeze them intensely. Another two with suckers for heads clamped on her rock hard nipples, sucking and pulling them like mad. The others wounded themselves around her figure, her arms and legs. They pulled her up so she was airborne, but tilted her hips higher. 

Somehow, even with Jack already so deep, he went deeper, and every time his cock slammed against her womb, she felt a jolt of sexual pleasure course through her body, making ever muscle in her body contract. Her pussy was gripping onto Jacks powerful, dominating member, holding into it like it was the source of life.

Jack had been moving his hands along Lilly's stomach, and now she felt something wet on his hands. The tentacles, which had previously been dry, were also starting to get wet. Lilly felt like both Jack's hands and his tentacles were massaging this wetness into her skin. Her skin felt like it was buzzing with electricity. 

"You and me together for all eternity. I will give you a new life, a new body. Lilly, I will perfect you." swore Jack.

"Yes! YES!" cried Lilly.

"I will plant my seed inside you, and your body will swell with my offspring. You are my mate. You are MINE!"

"YEEESS! YOURS AND ONLY YOURS!"

The speed of Jack's movements increased tenfold. His hands went over Lilly's body so fast, they were sliding on the liquid he had excreted. His cock pounded into Lilly's cunt hard and fast, making her cry out each time he thrust back in. his tentacles massaged the rest of her body like crazy. Lilly suddenly felt a jolt of energy throughout her whole body. Suddenly her breasts swelled to an enormous size and became firmer. She was more sensitive to Jack's movements, and she was so close to cumming, it was a miracle she hadn't already. 

She felt something squirt out of her nipples, and when the sucking tentacles lifted off her, she saw it was milk. The fact this was impossible was just a passing thought in Lilly's mind. She was too buzzed to think of anything but Jack and the amazing fucking he was giving her. The tentacles that had been sucking on her nipples went back to work, drawing milk out of her as well and into Jack.

Jack didn't say anything either. The only sounds he made were grunts, moans and gasps. 

This had been going on for just under an hour. Lilly was on the knife edge of climax, but somehow she couldn't. Something was stopping her from inside her own body. Jack was close too, as his thrusts pushed harder, his strokes faster but between trusts he remained inside her longer.

"CUM IN ME JACK! BREED ME! KNOCK ME UP WITH YOUR ALIEN CHILD!" Lilly cried.

With her arms and legs, still being held my tentacles and wrapped around Jack's body, she held onto him, restricting how far he could slide backwards.

Suddenly, with a scream from Lilly and a cry from Jack, they both came. 

Lilly's pussy gushed with her bodily fluids, but Jack's cock formed a plug so that nothing escaped. He came with brute force. The first jet of sperm hit the walls of Lilly's womb hard, and she felt that warmth flood her body. It lasted a long time, that first squirt. The others were the same, and soon Lilly's belly was bulging from the amount of cum inside her pussy. And there was still more. Once Jack had finished ejaculating, her belly was the size of woman who was 7 months pregnant. Jack remained inside Lilly. The tentacles retreated back inside him, gently dropping Lilly back onto the bed. Jack collapsed on top of her, resting on her huge belly and nuzzling his face into her huge breasts.

They laid there for a few minutes, and then Lilly's inflated womb began to deflate. Slowly it got smaller. Lilly felt like she was, well, sucking in the cum. She was sucking the sperm into her body, absorbing it. 

"Yes...good." Whispered Jack.

He placed his hand over the skin where Lilly's womb was, and smiled.

"Life has already sprouted. Your child is growing within you, Lilly." He said.

Lilly smiled with happiness, putting her hands on Jack's head and moving it up to kiss him. She could feel something in her womb too. It was only small, but she knew it was there.

The couple kissed passionately, each with a hand on Lilly's womb, feeling the alien life that was growing within.

Lilly



My name is Louis. I'm White and I love my Vietnamese wife so much, but Lilly calls me "Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker" nowadays, and she's 8 months pregnant from a Nigger-man named Jerome. She keeps me in her panties; it makes me feel good, feminine and servile. Since she doesn't wear panties anymore, now that she's a Nigger-loving wife, she told me I should wear hers, even though they're actually a little too tight around my balls-sack and ride up my ass-crack, chafing my rose-bud. I don't deserve new panties though, so she just has me wear her hand-me-downs. But let me start this story from the beginning.

My wife Lilly and I met at a fine arts museum in Houston. There was a traveling exhibit entitled "Big Black Cock: The Myth and Reality." It consisted of mostly paintings and sculpture of the African Phallus from around the world, but there were also some amazing photography series of BBC in varying states of hardness, and different shapes, etc. They were all much, much bigger than me and looked absolutely delicious, and my dick was obviously hard in my pants as I stumbled into Lilly for the first time. We weren't watching where we were going, our eyes locked in on the same gigantic oil painting of glorious BBC, we were intoxicated. It was love at first site for both of us, we later admitted. I mean we fell in love with each other, as well as BBC. I'm sure the setting of our meeting had something to do with our mutual attraction. We made each other's acquaintance there, surrounded by amazing African cocks, and went to a cafe after finishing the tour of the museum together.

We started dating immediately, really falling in love hard and fast. Lilly is a beautiful, spunky Vietnamese girl, with a deliciously round booty-ass and long, hard nipples set on a perfect pair of very horny perk-tits. When we met, she was finishing her doctor's dissertation on interracial genetics. She had grown up in a conservative household and was kind of nerdy when I met her. She had very little sexual experience, but wasn't a total virgin. She was extremely intelligent and hard working, completely loyal to me and kept her vagina hairy and all natural, the way I've loved it ever since seeing Mom's like that growing up. 

Before me, Lilly had only had sex with one little dicked Asian guy in high school. She had pretty much devoted herself to studying throughout college and graduate school, never having time for dating. But now her PhD was almost complete, and she had been spending more time on herself, like going to the museum, etc. She had also been letting her sexual and aesthetic curiosity blossom at this time in her life, and she was sort of unconsciously looking for a White boyfriend, while fantasizing about Black cock. As we got to know each other better, it was obvious that she had a very healthy libido and her sexuality was slowly uninhibiting itself. We also started getting high, smoking weed together. She had only done that once at a frat party her freshman year, but when she found out I smoked, she wanted to try it with me. We would talk about all kinds of crazy things when we were high. She was so innocent, but we both admitted to each other that we had a strong fascination for Black Phallus from the very beginning. Her body was so small and curvy, so innocent, she felt amazing in my arms and she loved my White dick fucking her. She thought I was really big compared to her first boyfriend. I was about average for a White guy when hard, about 3 and a half inches. And I stayed hard around her non-stop, whether we were looking at BBC fuck-art or not.

One of the things I loved about Lilly was that since we had met at an exhibit of BBC, my bisexual tendencies were out in the open, and we were able to talk about dick together and watch interracial porn together. It was simply amazing that she was studying the genetics of it all in the lab as her research work. Like I mentioned, she was very inexperienced sexually, and had never even dated or flirted with a Black man at all, so I would tease her about it. And she would tease me back in the same way, although I admitted to her that I had actually sucked off a few Black guys when I was younger. 

Lilly was naturally very curious and excited by the thoughts we shared regarding BBC. She was envious that I had actually sucked on them before. I told her about it, how one big Alpha Black jock had put me on my knees and fucked my face with his thick-dick hard as he liked until he blew a load in me. Her hairy pussy would always get mushy-wet at even the slightest teasing about Big Black Cock. It was obviously a hard fetish that we both shared, and we both kind of knew that eventually we would explore it together.. We were just shy and didn't know how to begin. But we were in love, and we had more than enough of each other to explore before reaching out to another man's phallus.

Lilly and I are both in our early thirties now and have been together for about three years. We got married last Spring. It was a beautiful wedding, with all of our family and friends in attendance and happy for us. It was the greatest day of our lives, uniting our love in the sanctity of marriage. We both loved each other totally and intended to keep our vows sacred. The stability and foundation that our marriage has given to our love has been absolutely wonderful. I love going to sleep with her at night, and waking with her in the morning. We are both much more confident in bed and at first we were making love and fucking our brains out several times a day. But then my erectile dysfunction began a few months ago and its been driving us both crazy for several months now.

We had been trying all kinds of medicine and supplements, but nothing seemed to help, except sometimes watching interracial porn together would get me off. My favorite thing was for her to talk dirty to me about drinking another man's sperm, a Black man's sperm. In the fantasy I sucked on an Alpha Black male in order to drink his sperm, a potent frothy jizz-load which was a testosterone dietary supplement for me. I know, pretty sissy and gay of me, but it got me off, and Lilly got off on it with me. My dick would still be kind of limp, but I would be able to masturbate myself to orgasm in bed with her if we were watching a BBC fuck a cute Asian girl that looked like my wife. Lilly had purchased a Black vibrator that could work her clit over instead of me, and later I got her a large Black dildo as well. I was so unhappy and humiliated that I could no longer perform for her. I wanted desperately to see her satisfied, to see that look of fuck-bliss on her face, even if I was unable to give that feeling to her directly anymore.

It was basically every man's worst nightmare. My beautiful, sexy Viet wife with her hairy pussy-lust, wet for me, but I'm too soft and pathetic to even penetrate her tight hairy womanhood.

Around that time, when we were at the peak of our sexual frustration, my wife told me she had a date with a Black political science professor at the school. I had met him several times around campus and at social events. Jerome was attractive for sure, muscular, tall, handsome, intelligent, and VERY Alpha.. I knew he had an office near her own, so they saw each other daily. I was in shock and disbelief though. I didn't expect this at all. "Just kidding, honey. He offered to drive to a conference out of town that we both have to attend. Its about a 3 hour drive each way, so I was glad to accept. I hope you don't mind...?" She gave me a teasing look. 

We had both wondered about Jerome's package. I suspected he was hung. So did Lilly. We had actually fantasized a couple of times about him, masturbating together in bed. I came hard, and she noticed. We both knew how much tension and anxiety I would feel about them being alone together for the weekend. It was irrational, but I couldn't help it. I would be jealous. She reassured me, giving me lots of loving kisses all over my skinny White body. I couldn't help but imagine her kissing all over his strong Black body instead. It would be so much better for her, I knew.

The conference would last three days and was at an upscale hotel, very nice. The fact that Lilly had at first jokingly refereed to it as a "date" made me imagine how many opportunities they would have to become friendlier and possibly intimate. I knew my wife would never cheat on me. But for us, Big Black Cock wouldn't really be cheating, not exactly. We both admitted from the beginning that we were infatuated with it, and we both knew how strong the temptation might be if it appeared in front of us. I wouldn't blame her, but I would worry at first. It was only natural.

"Don't worry Louis, nothing's going to happen, I'm sure," but her face still looked so innocent and child like, excited with anticipation of being alone with the big Black man, Jerome. I knew that if he tempted her, she would fall into his arms like a bitch in heat. She knew that our marriage wouldn't be threatened, even if I did become a cuckold. She has told me she wanted me to be a cock-sucker, that she fantasized about sharing BBC with me. It got us both hot. Now my wife's innocence would be on the line in an out of town hotel, alone with the big strong Black man of our fantasies. My fucking god, what the hell was going on??

To be honest, I was happy for her. Life flowed to my penis the more I thought about it. All those close, intimate moments she would be sharing with him while I sat at home. In the long run, I knew our love was strong enough to last even if nature took its course between the two professors. I told her I wanted her to enjoy herself and relax and have fun, etc. I told her to tell Jerome "Hi" for me, and she kind of winked, her expression like, "Yea, Ok..."

As he was picking her up the next morning, I told her, "I love you baby."

"Love you too honey, and who knows, maybe Jerome will help us with some of that home grown interracial genetics research we've both been so interested in." She gave me her scientist look with one arched eye brow and giggled under her breath.

Then she was gone. As they drove off together I sat and thought about what she said and how perfect it all was. My wife had spent years studying the science of what was in all likelihood about to be taking place inside her very own body – Black potency inseminating her Asian innocence, stretching her out like a Real Man does, providing what I was impotent to give her. He would perform where I was unable to, impregnating the woman I love with his African sperm.

Everything was happening so fast, my world was spinning. My impotency had led directly to my wife's infidelity, but since it was the fantasy we had both been sharing for years, we knew instinctively that he had natural breeding rights on her as the Black Alpha. We had agreed in theory that African cock had the right to breed her fertile Viet married-pussy if ever she was tempted by the opportunity. We just accepted that as obvious, because both of our love-lusts craved that chocolate phallus. And now as an impotent Beta White sissy, I felt even more inferior and pathetic. I actually wanted him to take my place, replacing me as the superior man. I felt jealous that they were most likely going to be enjoying that fuck-bliss together for the first time without me. Or maybe I was just being super paranoid and overreacting to things, I thought. Maybe my wife was just teasing me. But it felt real. Only time would tell.

From what I've been able to gather, that first night they just spent the evening at the bar talking, flirting and getting to know each other better. I can only imagine how turned on my wife must have been, how mushy-wet her hairy-pussy was – it was probably swamped as she stared into his eyes, making conversation, getting tipsy. Perhaps her wedding ring sparkled in the dim lighting once or twice, reminding her that our marriage was safe no matter what happened that weekend, that we would always love each other, no matter what, even as a Black penis took center stage in the course of our lives. It was a lot for both of us to wrap our minds around, but we had been fantasizing about it for so long, that events just played out as if it were Destiny.

She called me the next evening, letting me know everything was Ok, etc. They were ordering at some expensive restaurant she named. Jerome had insisted, she said. I also discovered that there had been some mix up with the reservations, and they had to share a King size mattress. I was floored, shocked. That couldn't have been a mix up, I knew that. But that was the story, and then she said she had to go, "Love ya honey," click.

Wow. So things were definitely happening, this "in real life" fantasy plot was definitely progressing, with my consent or without, and she was leaving everything to my imagination. I wondered if I would be able to taste him, if his seed would be inside her when she came back home. A dirty, improbable thought, but I had a feeling I would be tasting his essence soon in any event. If he was going to breed my wife, he might like to fuck my face too I thought, in order to complete his conquest -- he could turn me out as a cuckold and a faggot at the same time as he knocked up Lilly.

If our wild imaginings and fantasies over the years were any indication, my wife and I both desperately wanted his seed planted in her holiest of holies, her hairy-pussy. It felt natural for him to arrive in our lives, like something we had been waiting for, and now that he was here, he was going to drive a hard Black wedge between us – and deep inside us.. He might just be the Black Phallus that we had both imagined our marriage one day revolving around. In my wildest thoughts it made me hard to think about having to explain her Black baby to friends and family, the church, etc. We would figure it all out if it came to that, I was confident. If Jerome wanted what it seemed like he was after, we would really have no choice but to submit to him. We had preprogrammed ourselves and conditioned our lust so that even from the moment we first met, we both desired Black Dick. He was a gift from Heaven.

The next evening she sent me a photo of his BBC. The caption read, "This could have been on display when we first met. I love you." What was happening became so real to me as I smoked some weed and stared at the surreal image of Jerome's naked penis. Something so primal and other worldly was finally incarnate, hard and commanding in my wife's presence. A deeply ingrained fantasy becoming matter of fact and larger than life at the same time. My God, she was acting so coy and foxy towards me, my limp dick lunged a little at the thought of her hairy-married mushy-pussy.

I tried calling when I received the text message, but her phone was turned off. Again, I could only imagine what was happening, but I knew that she was finally being satisfied. At long last, my impotence would no longer be her problem. She had a Black lover for that now. Wow. Just wow. Holy fuck. His coal Black Bull-cock looked so strong. It exuded masculine power, and just the sight of his veiny member made my crotch buzz with lust.

Again, it all felt so natural. Surreal, yes. Shocking, yes. But also very natural. We had fantasized about it so much. Jerome fit the bill. Apparently he liked Lilly. Everything was a go before we even really discussed the details. She didn't seek my approval, but she wasn't trying to hide anything. I knew eventually she wanted to share him with me, and I remembered that his semen might very well be a very good dietary supplement to give me a boost of testosterone. Jerome was such a hunk, he could unload gallons of hormone rich jism, and I would be a happy and satisfied cum-dumpster for him, along with my wife. I began to day dream about how nice it could all turn out for us.

Despite the overwhelming eroticism of their coupling, I was on some level disappointed that his seed would enter her sanctum instead of mine. I had always imagined that our children would be beautiful, and was looking forward to starting a family with her. But now most likely, the first child of our marriage would be half Black. Something out of our wildest and most exotic fantasies, but something that my impotence over the past couple months had directly led to. If I could fuck her, we would fuck, I would cum in her, but my limp fucking dick just wouldn't stand up and get hard, so I had nothing to compete with against him. I was unable to make love to my wife. I didn't have a chance, no matter how much I loved her, no matter how sexy she was to me. I couldn't satisfy Lilly, so Jerome would. I wasn't a real man; I was an impotent faggot. I just tried to let it all sink into my mind. 

The next day Lilly called to tell me the conference had gone really well and that she was really enjoying the trip. In fact, they had decided to stay an extra couple days alone together and do some site seeing, etc, she claimed. She said, "You know I'll miss you honey, but this is for the best. Don't be jealous if I come home pregnant." Click. My God. Every time she contacted me it had gone a step further with Jerome. By now she was so preoccupied with their own lust-fulfillment, she was practically rude towards me. But I understood, I forgave her everything, we were living our dreams, and now she was preparing me for his pregnancy. Amazingly, like a miracle, my dick was rock hard and I was totally happy with the fuck-lust she was sharing with him. 

Without thinking, I went into our bedroom and opened her panty drawer. I got naked, tossing my clothes to the laundry and then slipped into a low cut pair of Lilly's polka-dot bikini-silk panties. I loved seeing her in these, and my God, my dick felt good in the silk confines of the panties. They were tight and rubbed against my virgin rose bud in the rear, and constrained my useless numb nuts, cutting off circulation to parts of my balls-sack. Being feminine made me so hot!! I felt horny and sexy, but when I started trying to masturbate, it went limp as I just daydreamed about my wife's Nigger-loving honeymoon. I had no idea just how Big his BBC was, but I could only imagine that she would be permanently adjusted to his superior masculinity, her elasticity would be tested to the limits and they would probably breed like rabbits right in front of me later on, but right now they were on their own, having a romantic getaway.

I stayed pretty high the rest of the time she was gone. I didn't receive anymore texts or calls until they were in the car on their way home. Lilly told me to clean the house and wash the sheets for them. "Okay. I can't wait to see you."

"Well, you should be looking forward to seeing Jerome too. You're about to get to know him very well, Louis. In fact, when he's done with you, we've already thought of your new name – Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker. HaahaHahahahaha!!!" I could hear them both laughing at me in the car, and then she hung up.

It felt like only a few moments ago that she had sent me the photo of his glory-cock, but it had been days, and now they would both be live and in person with me in our home, on the couch, where I had been smoking my brains out with the bong. They planned on sharing our marital bed. I was wearing her panties. Everything in life had just gone crazy and now they were going to show up in front of me, in three hours, probably all over each other like newlyweds or Jr. High school lust-lovers. 

In many ways, Jerome had taken a form of her virginity during their honeymoon. I would soon find out exactly how large his phallus was, but I knew he was going to be large, in some ways a totally different species of male than me.

I can't even begin to describe how shy and humiliated I felt in front of them when they walked in through the front door, holding hands and kissing for the first time under our roof, as soon as they crossed the threshold. He hadn't bothered knocking, and he was holding my baby in his big, strong Black arms, her small 5 foot 2 inches frame an easy load for his gym trained physique. Although he was a learned and intellectual professor with tenure at the state university where Lilly taught, his sexual background was quite different than hers, and he was wearing a white wife beater shirt that showed off his amazing muscles. There was a bulge in his shorts as he reached over to me, shaking my hand firmly after letting go of my petite Viet wife. Lilly, the love of my life. 




Lilly



She was practically bouncing with excitement when she left his arms. I was really fucking high and told them to help themselves to some weed and I would get drinks for everyone. Before I went to the kitchen, I handed them the bong. When she looked at me directly that first time, as I passed the bong to her, we shared that special something. We knew that nothing could come between us, except BBC. The one loving exception to the rule of our fidelity was finally in the same room with us and our lust was released towards the Black BBC. We would learn to love and honor him together as a pivotal Phallic Totem of carnal Nigger sexuality, a Divine gift in our otherwise chaste marriage. We both knew that nothing needed to be said between us, that we both wanted this for our marriage and that we loved each other more than ever. 

When I came back with White and Black Russians for everyone, there was a cloud of king-kind bud smoke drifting above them. Jerome had brought over something called 'Asian Cherry' bud and they had smoked enough to create a dense smog in the air around them, and they were making out. It was just lovely. Everything I had wanted it to be, his dark strong Black body taking her delicate Oriental body from me and making it his own. Just a little bit of weed and she goes sexually hay-wire. Their kisses and caresses were soulful and intense. They dis-embraced as I handed them the drinks and we all kind of stared at each other awkwardly. "Daisy Lou, Jerome hasn't came all day and he is tired and tense all over from the drive. Do you want to make him feel better?" I just nodded. I forgot to mention that I was still of course wearing my wife's panties when they arrived home. In this dazed and confused state, pure passion was beginning to wash over my body and I knew I needed to go down on him. I just nodded. Eyes wide open.

They got a huge laugh out of that, I should mention – the fact that I had willingly donned my wife's undergarments before they even arrived home. I had forgotten what I was wearing, I was so high and in awe of the events transpiring that my attire had completely slipped my mind. They called me a "Faggot." Fuck, I never knew how sexy that word could sound coming out of my wife and her Black lover's mouths. But it turned me on. Of course, my useless dicklette was still limp in the panties, despite my intense conceptual arousal.

I didn't really know what to say, and figured words weren't really needed for what I was about to do anyway. I got on my knees in front of him and crawled into his crotch, between his legs, eagerly undoing his shorts and pulling them down to his ankles with my wife's help. Fuck, Lilly handled his huge python sized Bull-cock like it had become second nature for her, and she guided it towards my lips as one of his strong Black hands pushed my head lower. The midnight-Black tone of his leathery Cock-skin was mesmerizing, felt so sinful nudging against my opening lips. And his fuck-muscle inside the uncut skin was bone hard. Fuck, his Glory-cock was so long and hard. About the size of my wife's petite forearm. A large downward sloped, un-cut dick-head that just widened exponentially for several inches, gracefully sloping into his veiny shaft-meat, hard like the rest of his muscles, his Fuck-pole slipped gently into my mouth. The thick Black skin of his enraged Bull-cock turned me on, slipping over my tongue, warm, hot, strong, plunging through my lips as I sucked them around his animal brutality and Nigger lust. That fucking hard Bull-cock in my mouth. Oh my god!!! I felt like such a bitch.

"Thank God Daisy Lou, you are doing exactly what I was hoping you would. Submit to the superior man. Worship that Nigger dick, faggot. Suck that Big Black Cock Daisy Lou. Nigger dick is your destiny, baby. I'm in love with it, and you are too."

I gagged a little for the first time on his cock as she said that. He had no patience for that sort of bullshit though, and when I recovered from that first bit of gagging, I'd just barely caught my breath and was lustfully slurping on his Black schlong when he simply pressed my head down tight and shoved his length into my throat, no warning, no questions asked, no mercy given. My throat muscles writhed and squirmed on his justified invasion. He held his ground, preventing me from breathing, pushing his dick so hard into me that his balls were on my chin. Lilly loved it, and I watched her as he assaulted my face for a while. I still couldn't breath, obviously, and as I was turning blue in the face, he kind of fucked mini-thrusts in and out of my twitching throat-love. Then he came. Before he'd given me a chance to breath from my first brutal face-fuck, he started cumming. It gagged me hard, sloshing down my throat, shooting out of his dick way past my tonsils, directly into my gut basically. I was forced to swallow so many times as his thick dick was deep in my throat, spasming on the snot-slick muscles that kept instinctively trying to swallow the load he direct deposited into my stomach. So many throbbing ropes shooting into me. When he was done, he pushed me off his dick roughly. I was gasping, cum and snot dripping down my chin. I had panicked at his onslaught and was just panting, crying, I collapsed, lust-fucked to fulfillment and gasping desperately for air. "YEA, BITCH!!! You my cuck-fag bitch-boy now, White faggot. And I'm your wife's baby-daddy, so fuck you!!"

"Yes sir." In my wife's panties, with this beautiful fucking Nigger-man's cum in my belly, I knew my place. I knew that I should call him "Sir," without being told. He was my superior, and he was breeding my wife. She told me, "From now on when you get to drink Jerome's cum its going to be from my vagina. We just wanted to see you do that at least once in the beginning. Daisy Lou, I hope you know how special this moment is. I love you baby."

"I love you too, Lilly. And thanks, Jerome. That was amazing. I definitely want more, Sir. But I understand it belongs in my wife's womb for now. Thank you so much, Sir!"

"Fuck you, faggot!" was his response. My eyes dilated in awe and devotion towards this sexy stud. He fucking owned us and I was falling in love with him.

I cuddled with Lilly and we kind of cried with joy a little bit together. All of our fantasies were cumming true, and it had all happened so fast and effortlessly. It was like falling in love with her all over again, except we were both falling in love with African Phallus, that strong Nigger Dick, BBC. Fuck. What a crazy world it is we live in!

Since school was out for the summer, there was no reason for Jerome to leave Lilly just because they had came home to our house. I invited him to stay and sleep in our bed. "I love the thought of you breeding Lilly in our bed. I washed the sheets before you came over, but I can't wait to sleep in them when you're done with her. Of course, I'll sleep on the couch if you guys want, but just to be out in the open about everything, I want to watch and be close to the action. This is something I've fantasized about for so long."

The weed had finally had the effect of making me babble on talking about silly stuff. Nothing really needed to be said though. "Daisy Lou, that is so sweet of you. I think Jerome would love to stay over for a little while longer, and you're always welcome in our bed. Just don't get in our way." Jerome knew he was the man of the house, that we had been waiting on him to cum into our lives, and that he was running the show from now on. I had total respect for him. There was nothing timid about this man. He was pure Alpha masculinity, and I felt so thankful and lucky that we had found him.

We all talked and got to know each other really well those first couple days, smoking a lot of weed and doing a lot of fucking. Just them, of course. I was able to cum several times though, even if my dick was still semi limp. After drinking several loads of his froth from Lilly's pussy-cunt, her hair slick with Nigger jizz, my dicklette became extremely rigid. Everyone noticed my three inches poking out and applauded. The attention was embarrassing to me, but what was worse – the thought of fucking my wife with my miraculously hard prick didn't even cross my mind. My dick actually got hard for quite a while and I could have fucked Lilly, but when she offered herself to me, I just shrugged it off and declined, encouraging her to be with Jerome again as I masturbated. I thought out loud, babbling to Lilly in my stoned lust... "Why bother with me even if I am hard? You have a superior lover now. I had my chance with you and blew it. Its his cum in me thats got me so hard and turned on. I'm not a real man. I should just keep watching you two, the real lovers. I should blow my pathetic load in my hand, wearing your panties. Thats the way it ought to be." She simply nodded and kissed Jerome.

I stared into her eyes as I jerked my prick with my right hand and reached over to stroke Jerome's hardening long-cock with my left. She never lost eye contact with me as she straddled him, her moist pussy-cunt hovering over his Bull-cock. I stroked him up and down in my hand and she reached down to his penis too, urging me to guide him into her. I did, I gripped his thickening long-rod and guided the bulbous cock-head in between her hungry sex-lips. It slid home into her and I knew thats where he belonged. She closed her eyes and he kissed her as his Bull-dick slipped in and out of her, now totally rampant. She went kind of crazy with that kiss, to be honest. She started twerking her ass on his dick like a wanton fuck-slut and they fuck-kissed their tongues against each other hungrily. I was on the sidelines once again, where I belonged.

I watched them make love and take their fuck-bliss with each other leisurely, all the hard work of stretching out my wife's pussy having already been done on their 'honeymoon.' She had reached her full potential with him, her mushy-pussy juices enriched the natural Vietnamese elasticity of her married-cunt so that he had full access to her tight womanhood, after a mind-blowing journey of spiritual and vaginal adjustment. And she just gave him her womanhood totally. My shy, studious wife had let it all go and accepted his manhood as the proper fulfillment of her femininity. My shy Viet wife who had spent years researching interracial breeding genetics in the lab had finally been given the perfect opportunity to let loose and overcome all of her inhibitions and fears. She was being Black-bred like we had always wanted. She gave him her hairy-wet womanhood without holding back. It was fucking like I had never been able to give her, even when I could get hard. Nigger Fuck-bliss became an addiction for Lilly, and for me it was a new way of life. I loved that for her, for me, for us, Jerome brought so much joy and love – we gave him glory, fuck-bliss and pure cock-adoration and loving sanctification as we worshiped on his Nigger dick in sweet delight.

During that first marathon of fuck-lust in front of me, after she had most likely already conceived his child during their honeymoon, it was my duty as cuckold to drink his sperm from her pussy-cunt and keep her nice and clean and fresh for him to fuck over and over again. After a couple days, I could feel a good boost of energy from the sudden intake of his hormonal juices to my daily diet and my dick was routinely hardened to its full 3 and a half inches as I watched them. Of course, she was so wet and came so many times with me beneath her, squirting doggie style on his cock-lust fuck-thrusts, or receiving him cock deep missionary style, balls slapping her fat hairy ass right in front of my fucking face. Fuck. I came, I slipped in and out of consciousness several times. My useless dick-spit oozed out of my cock in thin air, or trickled down my knuckles in my hand, or in Lilly's hand, when she condescended to touch my silly dicklette. I learned the fine art of cumming repeatedly with a limp useless White sissy-dick, wearing my wife's panties. It felt so natural in front of them, degrading myself with service to their impatient, urgent fuck-crotches, joined in a perfect Yin/Yang of racial and sexual harmony. 

I knew what they were doing was right. It was the right thing to do, letting my beautiful Vietnamese wife breed Black. I accept it as our God given Destiny and dutifully began my worship on his fuck meat. I give Him the Glory. I give Jerome my praise. Her tummy is beginning to grow from his seed, and her titties have gotten heavier. Thank God. This was the American Dream cum true for us. We were starting a family with our Black lover. Life is good.

Ironically, drinking so much of Jerome's testosterone laden dick-jism was having the affect of making me feel more masculine and his seed even gives me hard-ons pretty often these days. Ironically, because I had finally discovered and admitted to myself and Lilly that I was far removed from being a Real Man. In fact, I had admitted to them that I was a cock-slut, a cuck-fag cum-guzzler. My wife and I loved it, fucking loved it beyond all rational limits. It was worship, a sexual need turned to worship of Nigger-meat, African Phallus, that sexy-pounding, Black-throbbing Nigger-dick fulfilled a Holy Trinity in our marriage and remade our relationship into one of service and glorification of his Black Supremacy and Alpha Masculinity.

I learned my place fast, thats all I can say. Everything felt perfect, just right. My sperm was useless as it dribbled and trickled out of my limp dicklette. Lilly's small Viet quim-twat was built for Nigger-dick and we accepted that reality, getting down to the work of pleasuring him, her hairy-married pussy-cunt given over totally to the man who could touch her cervix with his lust-cock, Jerome.

As he nudged at her orgasmic cervix, he enlightened her spiritually and it didn't matter how many other women he fucked besides us, we just honored and glorified him as long as he graced us with his overwhelming presence. His cum spewed deep into her. She looked me in the eyes while he pumped cum against her womb, and we loved each other. He was completing our marriage and it felt so good and natural. His sperm was rampant and we were enthralled by his dominating lust for us. It felt so good being fucked and desired by him, I knew it was just what our marriage needed.



Lilly aka G4m3rGir1_69



I've been playing Call of Duty for years now and have been in and out of clans the entire time. I finally got tired of having to do things like recruit, make sure I was active on the sites, forced to play to their demands instead of being able to just go out there and have fun. I guess you could say that I just wasn't a clan type of guy.

Anyhow I've been playing lone wolf and meeting people that game similar to me and we do go out and pub stomp (destroy the public lobbies) together. The funny thing was I met this girl, yes a real girl because we talk via mics and found we really have similar playing styles as well as sense of humor while playing. While we don't rage on people that suck we do like to harass the gamers that give other gamers a hard time. We like to make people rage quit that think their shit don't stink.

Another Friday night at home locked up in my room with my headset on and hitting the lobbies hard. I see an invite to join G4m3rGir1_69 in a party and when I do we immediately get into the action killing people. We're getting called campers, hackers, gay or they're hitting on GG as if she'll actually pop through the screen and fuck em...yeah right haha!

GG takes us out of the lobby to the main menu, "What're you gonna do tonight?"

"You see it," seriously, "why what are you thinking?"

"You live in Seattle by the university, right?"

"Yeah but you live in New York...so?

"I live in Kirkland," her voice sounded like she wasn't sure she wanted to continue.

"No way, I actually live in Redmond!" I was surprised she was telling me this and excited.

"You Facebook, what's your name?"

"You're messing with me, fuck you GG haha!" This can't be true or she's a sad sack of flesh like me.

"Lilly Thompson, I just graduated from Lake Washington High School and enrolled in UDub for summer classes, look me up," her voice sounded like heaven. It always sounded like heaven but even I know that voices can be deceiving and with that she logged off.

I go to my laptop, brought up Facebook, looking up Lilly Thompson and see this amazing looking, fit, sexy cheerleader posing with here cheerleading team! She has blonde hair that falls past her shoulders, what looks like B cup breast size and an amazing hourglass figure. This has got to be bullshit for sure but I'm still going to look through her pictures and read her feed. I don't see anything about gaming, Call of Duty or see any other sign that she'd be anything but one of the popular kids. 

Hmmm, Add Friend...here goes nothing. 

Notification, holy shit she accepted my friend request! There's a message too, "You H4z3d_n_F4t?" 

This can't be GG but I reply, "yeah, G4m3rGir1_69?"

"Oh yeah baby!" No way, this is a prank, I'm being pranked, this can't be real! "Call me!"

I grab my phone as quickly as I can get to it sitting next to my bed and dial the number listed on her Facebook which is a 206 area code. The phone only rang for a minute before, "hello?"

"Uh, hi Lilly it's Allen, I...I mean Hazed?" I can barely get the words out of my mouth. I can't believe this is really happening, an angel has fallen from the heavens and came to me!

"Duh, no shit haha!" Her voice matched that of the one I'm used to hearing. "You wanna get together?"

"Uh sure," I think she can hear my disbelief in my voice.

"Come get me...you drive, right?"

"I have a real pile of a car, are you for real?" The words just spilled out as if the thought process of my brain was filtering straight to my mouth!

"I don't care idiot *giggle* just come get me," Lilly gave me her address and told me what her house looked like and I actually knew the area she lived in even if not the exact location. It's a nice neighborhood, not really rich but very well off, and I really wish I drove a nicer car now.

Hanging up I run to my closet to get anything cleaner and not so nerdy to wear, I have to make a good first impression. Fuck, the only thing I have that's clean is some button up shirts that really show how out of shape I am and a black t-shirt with some slutty looking anime chick on it. Man I need to look into some better clothes even though I doubt anything like this is going to happen again. Come on sexy you'll have to do as I grab the anime black t-shirt...please be cool! 

Running out the house, I don't think my mom has ever seen me move so fast, "Allen, is everything alright?" 

"Yeah mom I just got a meet a girl!" Yes, I can't believe I can actually said that and it's true. You see I'm not a stud, hunk or anything close to that because I'm a major gaming nerd that could easily lose some of the 230lbs I'm hauling around. I have shaggy dark brown hair that looks like I needed a hair cut a month ago, and look like the typical fat gaming loser.

I jump in my 89 Ford Escort GT which wouldn't be so bad had I not got it from a junk yard that I had to rebuild. I've done most of the work needed using cheap tools and a Chiltons, I even read up on body work so I could do some work there too. So now I'm rolling a car that won't die with a horrible patchwork of bondo making my car look like a grey and black Dalmatian. The interior is worn and the carpet was removed due to mold, I had to replace the seats from another car, next I'm going to work on carpet and paint next. I really wish next was now but I really hope that GG likes me more than the car.

I pull up to the address my GPS on my phone took me and see the house GG described to me. I call her but she doesn't answer, it goes directly to voicemail, now I'm feeling like an idiot and getting ready to leave. As I put the car into reverse I see the front door open up and the image of Lilly from Facebook come into view. She wore a pink zipper hoodie that hugged her fit frame, a black pleated mini skirt and thigh high stockings with red bows on the back of her toned legs and those black school girl shoes with the buckles. She looked like a present from the heavens especially for me and as she got to the passenger side door it was locked...CRAP!

I reach over and unlock the door and Lilly gets in instantly giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hey, it's so cool to see you!"

"Yeah, I can't believe all of this," my voice must have given my amazement away because she looks at me with a smile that could melt the polar ice caps.

"Let's get outta here," she says as she reaches for the seatbelt, pulling it across her torso and buckling in.

"Were?"

"Let's go to your place and play some games!"

"I only have a small 19" tv and one controller," she wants to go to my place?

"We can take turns and see who can get the highest kills, like a contest," her voice fills my ears like musical heaven.

I pull out and we start heading back to my place and I wonder why she's so cool? Let's face facts, she's a hot cheerleader that looks like she has tons of friends on Facebook and I'm just some gaming nerd! I think she could feel my tension because she reaches over and strokes my hair, which I wish I would've taken a shower, I get shivers down my spine as her hand moves through my mop. I pull over into a parking lot and pull into a stall.

"Can I ask you something?" I can't take it anymore I have to know what's really going on.

"Like why am I here with you," It's like she can read my mind, "we've been gaming together for over a year, gone through two series of Call of Duty, laughed, raged and overall gotten to know each other on a level most only wish...and you think why is she here, right?"

"Uh, yeah that's pretty much it," she spilled out everything I was thinking and I think I'm in trouble...love!

"To tell you the truth...I don't know why I'm here," her pause has gotten me worried, "probably because I'm tired of all the B.S. that comes with being popular and have really started enjoying gaming and hanging out with you in game. I guess I thought it would be cool to get together in real life, I wanted to meet you ever since you told me you lived in Redmond but I was also scared that the person you see on Facebook would make things hard but that's only a portion of what I am *giggle* hell, none of my friends like gaming they're too busy being cool and I just get tired of all the drama that comes with it unlike in gaming I can be me and act the way I want without worrying about what anyone says because they really don't have any real affect on my life."

"Wow, I can't believe it's that hard being popular," I laugh at the thought, "You should try being me and then see if you really don't like being one of the popular kids."

"You may be right but right now I wanna hang out with you and not them," her hand reaches for my cheek, pulling my gaze to hers, "I want to have fun."

"My lady your wish is my command," and with that I pull out and drive home.

I pull up thinking what my mom would think about seeing me come home with Lilly. Compared to her large house I was living in a low income trailer park off Avendale Rd. man how embarrassing this is the place I bring this beauty to. The lights are off so that means my mom is in bed but considering this is a trailer home the walls are thin and we can't be loud. I get out and Lilly follows my lead as I walk up the steps to the door.

"It's cool that I'm here, right?" She asks as her hand reaches out for mine and pulling me to face her.

"It's cool," I say as I say this I look down to my hand seeing her soft delicate hand holding mine. I turn to open the door and turn on the light but nothing, what the hell is going on? 

"What's up," Lilly asks obviously seeing the confusion on my face.

"I don't know but the lights aren't working," I respond as I continue inside to the kitchen counter were mom usually leaves me notes and there was one.

Sorry but shortly after you left the power got cut off. I needed the money so I took your Playstation, tv and games to get money for the bill. I'll be at Tom's house tonight and I think you should go over to your aunts house because it's going to get cold tonight.

Love Mom

"What's wrong?" 

"I guess the power's been cut off," how could she do this and take sell my stuff! "She sold my Playstation and everything I've saved for FUCK ME!"

Lilly pulls me out of my concentrated stare at the letter, I totally forgot about her, "don't worry about it we can do something else."

"You don't understand, I paid for all of that myself, saved money for months and she would've sold my car had I left it here too fucking bitch!" I knew I should've moved with my dad and to think I used to think it was his fault that my parents divorced. He probably couldn't deal with trying to keep up with mom.

"I'm sorry," her words mean nothing but the feeling of her arms wrap around my chest and into her embrace, her body pressed against mine makes me feel like I've actually won more than I've lost. 

"I'll survive but I need to take you home," I don't move as I wanna cherish this moment for as long as she'll allow me.

"It's cold and only gonna get colder," her hold on my gets a little tighter, "It's supposed to get freezing cold tonight."

"I'll probably go to my aunt's house...if she's home that is," I reply as I wrap my arms around her.

Lilly looks up to me with a look like she's seen an helpless puppy locked outside in the freezing cold. I've been through losing power many times but never have I felt so happy than in this moment. "let's get you in the car with the heater on while I pack a bag."

"No that's ok I'll help," her smile can warm the north pole.

I lead her to my room and open the door only to see the empty space on my dresser that used to hold my stuff. I can't help but feel the hurt deep in my gut as all I can think about is my stuff gone. I've been working at McDonalds so I could afford what that bitch of a mother can't and she can't even keep the power on. I pay for the cable just so I can have internet so she benefits from that and I also bought my own car, auto insurance, games EVERYTHING and she can't even keep a fucking job to keep the power!

"Come here," I turn to see Lilly lying in my twin bed cuddled up in my comforter. 

I'm lost, I've been blessed, I can't move. 

"Allen, please come here and lay with me," her words break the spell and I make my way to her, "I'm cold."

I lay down on my bed, our bodies are separated by only our clothes and my comforter, we're face to face as I'm a mere inches from the most beautiful girl I've every seen. The lights from the streetlamps only shed a little light in my room and even in this light I don't think I've ever seen something so stunning than Lilly.

"Come on get under the blanket and cuddle with me," she turns her back to me as she say this.

I'm locked in some kind of trance like state as I move like some kind of hypnotized test subject. I pull the comforter from under me and slide in feet first and Lilly takes my arm to wrap it over her trim midsection, her skin feels so soft as my hand is placed on her belly...HER SKIN! 

"Do you usually sleep in your clothes?" 

"..."

"Allen, are you ok?"

"..."

"Let me help," Lilly says turning to face me, I keep my hand still and feel her soft delicate skin slide beneath. Her hand travels down my chest to my pants, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down my zipper, I feel her hand examining my manhood. She starts pushing them down as I raise my hips to allow my jeans to move at her discretion along with my boxers. Lilly then pulls the bottom of my shirt and sweatshirt up exposing my belly and pulling it over my head. As she throws my clothes to the floor her hands caress my shoulders, down my chest and belly to find their final destination on my engorged member. Her feet come up and find the top of my lowered jeans and pushes then to my ankles and hooking her foot between the material and my skin to get them off my feet. The feeling of her legs grazing mine as she works my jeans off and with her hands slowly massaging my loins have me on the edge of release. 

"Lilly...I," are the only words to find their way out of my mouth as I feel my shaft start to pulse.

"You're a virgin?"

"Uh, yeahhh," wasn't the only thing I responded with as I can feel her hands still moving along my hose.

"It's ok, I was a virgin once too you know," she comforts me as her head moves towards mine and her lips connect to mine. I feel her tongue enter my mouth playing with mine like a gazelle as I attempt to mimic her motions. She releases from our kiss with a smile that makes me feel at ease. "Have you ever been with a girl in any way?"

"No..." the only women I've ever been with has been Rosie Palmer and her five friends meaning my own hand.

"It's ok that wasn't bad for kissing someone for the first time, really." Her hands still working my head and shaft working my man made lotion back into my body. "You're still hard."

"Uh...yeah I guess," I'm so nervous I can feel my heart in my throat, my mind has resorted to idiotic simple communication and she's still here!

Lilly pulls up one of her hands and takes a taste of my smeared seed then lowers her hand to mine. I feel my wetness on her and she guides my hand to her trimmed, wet folds of her lower lips. My hand, still guided by hers, touches the warmth of her love and the excitement within the moistness soaking my fingers. 

My breathing is heavy as her hand leaves mine to explore her body and returns to my now refreshed manhood. She slowly sways her hips to help manipulate my fingers within her precious flower and returning for another kiss. My fingers stop moving as I get lost on our kiss but her body never stops caressing my member or fingers. I couldn't concentrate on anything more than our kiss as I hear her lust through the moan that escapes her lips as she pulls away from me. 

"Lay on your back," was her wish as she pressed my shoulders flat on the bed and began kissing my neck, caressing my arms and placing her legs so she was now sitting just below my rigid shaft. "I want you Allen." 

"I've always wanted you GG," her name's Lilly and I've been calling her that but I've fantasized about GG being this beautiful girl but to find out she's hotter than I ever imagined and really into me is something I could've never imagined.

"Shhh," hushing me as she continues to kiss me down my chest as her fingers dance down my sides to my hips as she follows with her mouth to the point of my erection. Lilly caresses her way to my hairy boys and places her lips to the helmet of my head. Her lips feel remarkable as at first I feel the warmth of her breath just before the blissful wet heat of her mouth making contact. Her mouth only engulfs the tip of my head when she came up, "you're cock is amazing!"

"Oh my god, "I'm in heaven, Lilly, the most beautiful girl I've never even dreamed of is giving me head and the work cock coming from her mouth is poetry!

Her mouth returns to my head and works the tip as her hands manage my balls. I just came in her hands and now she's down there tasting my seed, my meat and I don't want this to ever stop. Her mouth starts working down further and further down the shaft of my shaft with every stroke of her mouth. I don't know how much longer I can last but I do know it won't be long with the magic she's working down there. 

"I...I...I think I'm gonna cum, "I have to warn her but I hope she doesn't stop. She didn't stop but worked on me faster, bobbing her head up and down my goods like an addict looking for her fix. I like being her fix if that's what this is but I'm, "GONNA BLOW!" I can't believe that just came out my mouth but more so I can't believe she just took my seed into her mouth as I burst stream after stream into her mouth. My dick started pulsing slower and slower until there wasn't anything left to give and that's when she sucked off my dick with a little pop.

Lilly gets on top of me with her wet pussy lips straddling still oozing penis. Being the first time I get a good look at Lilly since she's been in my bed I see her B cup breast heaving from the workout she just performed on me and her tight stomach all the way down to her beautifully shaped hips. She is so perfect a dream couldn't compare, I know I dream a lot.

"I'm glad you liked it," she says as she grinds her pussy along my semi erect cock. "You do have a nice cock Allen."

"You have a perfect everything Lilly," I think she sucked all the nervous out of me because that's the most intelligible sentence I've said since getting into bed.

"Mmm," while grinding her pussy against my, amazingly, hardening cock Lilly leans down to kiss me again. Even though she just got done taking my load into this same mouth I couldn't deny myself another taste of her lips on mine. We made out for what seemed like eternity before she asks, "you have a condom?"

"Fuck, no I don't," I never thought I would need a condom but now I know why they always say be prepared. Especially now as I feel her wet pussy lips stroking the length of my penis!

"I don't wanna stop Allen," she moans as she grabs my hands and places them onto her tits.

"I don't either," I admit as I feel her firm, perky breast in my hands, her nipples poking at my palms, my got I feel harder than I've ever been.

"I don't want kids yet," her thrusts on my cock get more fierce and her head leans back as she reacts to my playing with her tits and her gyrations on my crotch.

"We can stop," be a man Allen don't make her do anything she doesn't want to even though you REALLY want it.

"FUCK ME ALLEN!" Her scream startled me at first but with her really grinding my cock I think she's near an orgasm.

"Are you sure about this?" Please say yes, please say yes!

"Just pull out before you come," she replies as she gets off of me walking over to the dresser and bending over looking back at me. "Take me Allen I want you to fuck me!"

Her ass pointing right at me looks astounding, even in this light, her wet lips glisten against the light drawing me to her like a fly to the light. Her hourglass figure in full view and her most cherished prize mine to have I take hold of my shaft and search her wet lips for her entrance. Lilly reaches back helping me to the promise land as her fingers guide my head to the heavens. 




Lilly aka G4m3rGir1_69



"Take me Allen," her voice sounding like that of a woman in need and I want to give it to her.

I push and watch my head disappear into the creases of her soaking wet lips and feel the grasp of her womanhood hug me tightly. Lilly starts gyrating her ass slowly as I continue pushing further into her.

"Holy shit!" I can feel her hugging every inch as I watch my shaft disappear to the base.

"You feel amazing baby," Lilly says as she continues to grind away and I feel the shifting pressure of her soaked walls against the full length of my dick.

I pull out to the tip of my head and push back in steadily keeping in mind I want to have rhythm and not flail around like an idiot. I was so concentrated that I didn't realize her hands were pushing against the wall pushing herself down on my cock.

"Fuck me Allen fuck me hard," she demands as her ass really picks up the circular motions on my cock.

I start picking up pace until I'm just pounding away, my each thrust is called out by the slap of our skin connecting on every push into her. She stops moving and just pushes on the wall trying to keep me deep inside of her as I start sweating pretty hard as my actions are working me out. Her body is also starting to glisten and I sure as hell love what it does to highlight the curves of her body from the dim light coming from outside. 

"Oh fuck Allen I'm gonna cum!" Her scream of passion are intense as I can feel her pussy tighten around my member.

"I...I'm gonna...," I don't finish saying what my little head does as I cum pushing hard deep inside of Lilly.

Lilly pushes down on me hard moans out sounds of pleasure I never heard outside my tv as I'm holding myself deep inside of her and pulling on her hips. The initial shock of cumming has come down a little but I can't help but pump my softening cock a few more times before once again trying to go deep.

"Allen...," trying to capture her breath after her intense orgasm, "you came inside of me."

"I'm sorry," I step away from her, looking down at my cock leave her pleasure zone and seeing a string of cum still connected to the head of my prick leading to the entrance of her pussy. I notice that there's my seed slowly spilling out of her lips and can only hope she's not too mad.

Lilly turns to me and falls into my arms, we stand there holding each other for a few minutes before returning to the bed. She lays down first and faces her body towards the wall but reaching out for me to come to her. I get in bed behind her and we cuddle together as we're both spent with the joyful event we shared.

"I'll get the day after pill," she informs me as she takes my hand, pulling it to her heart, and hugging my arm like a doll to her chest. 

"I'm sorry," I felt really bad because she did ask me to pull out but at the same time I really wasn't because I got the experience of a lifetime and would remember this night for the rest of my life. 

We just laid there in each other's embrace, within the confines of my cold room, warm and comfortable. I feel her breathing take a slow even pace and look over her shoulder and see her asleep in my embrace. I lay my head bak down and fall asleep as well and for the first time I went to sleep the happiest I ever have.



Lilly & Jake's April Foolery



My wife, Lilly, was scurrying about the house, half dressed and incompetently brushing her short, silky hair, getting ready to teach her Saturday morning class.

"How's Mister Dick?" I asked between mouthfuls of my breakfast of granola cereal and milk.

"What?" She stopped dead in her tracks and stared open-mouthed at me.

"Your latest boy toy." I knew she had hooked up with a young ebony stud in her class.

"I don't think of him as a penis," she said, resuming stroking her black locks. "He has braids, brains, and muscles."

"And a big schwanz, right?"

"Monstrous!" she laughed heartily.

"Enjoy it," I said as she leaned her head toward me for a goodbye kiss.

"I'll be staying late." That came as no surprise.

As for my current bevy of student beauties, I had nearly decided on a young woman named Taylor in my Tuesday-Thursday class to me flavor of the month. She was tall and whisper thin. She was twenty-one, but as skinny as a tween. She had big, round blue eyes with naturally starburst lashes, making her look like one of those pop art portraits of children and pet animals. 

Yet Taylor was brilliant. Her analytical and writing skills were in the top five or ten percent and she didn't have a clue. She first came to me worried about passing the course—her first paper was an A+. When I told her she was not just bright, but also one of the brightest students in class, I could sense her juices flowing down below. When I add that she is beautiful as well, she will fall to me.

However, my choice of Taylor as this semester's mark was upset by a student in my Monday-Wednesday class. Her name was Nichole and she was definitely a nerd—but not in a nose-picking or thumb-sucking way. She had gone out of her way to tell me her boyfriend was a history freak and that because of my course she was now able to engage him in conversation about things such as ancient Greece, the Renaissance, and the Black Death.

"It's so awesome cool," she explained. "We have discussions instead of him just lecturing me."

Nichole was short and compact, though not chubby, with curly brown hair and baby blues. She was strictly natural, no makeup of any kind. Her only defect was that one of her front teeth slightly overlapped the other. Obviously, her blue-collar parents saw orthodontics as a yuppie luxury.

I hadn't expected to tap Nichole as my seduction for this semester until she showed up early for the mid-term exam, huddled close to me to ask a question about the assigned essay, and waited for me after class to discuss her proposed term-paper topic. Her scent and the sound of her voice vibrated between my legs. 

Nichole wasn't one of the boobs, butt, and belly flashers. Nevertheless, when she got ready to leave, she knelt over to shove her books into her backpack and showed me two or three inches of ass crack from the backside of her blue jeans. Luckily, no one else was in the room and so I took in the sight of her smooth, unblemished flesh surrounding her furrow without blinking till she stood up straight and bade me goodbye.

Since I was undecided between my two seduction candidates and stuck home by myself on a Saturday afternoon, I got naked, took the Victoria's Secret catalogue into the bedroom, and turned on some cool jazz—Dizzy Gillespie and Thelonius Monk. When Nina Simone sang sweetly, I came like thunder.

Meanwhile, Lilly hatched a little plot involving her young Adonis. 

"Andre?" she called to him as class ended and the crowd of students rose as one and headed for the exit. "May I speak with you a moment?"

He came to her with eyes twinkling and his head slightly averted, "Yes, Doctor Norman." Lilly's tummy fluttered as she drank in his beautiful smile.

"We need to discuss..." Lilly started to say until everyone else was out of earshot. Then she laid a firm hand on his shoulder and another on his wrist. My wife pulled her paramour's hand to her breast as she pushed up on her tippy toes to reach his mouth for a hungry kiss.

Their lips rubbed and smothered each other for a full minute before my wife bared her breast, areola, and nipple for Andre's touch. Then she clamped her hand on the back of his neck and coaxed him down to suckle her tit.

Lilly interrupted their dalliance only long enough to close the classroom door and lock it. Then she ordered her chocolate eye candy to drop his sweatpants and sit on the desk. My wife took hold of his glory stick with both hands, caressed it, kissed it, licked it, and pumped it. 

While still holding onto his foot-long penis, Lilly lifted her black skirt, slipped aside her panties, and showed off her mature, naturally hairy bush before spreading it wide and pink for pretty boy Andre.

Lilly mounted her boyfriend on the teacher's desk and humped his cock, too big for most mature gals, for almost ten minutes—grunting, sighing, drooling, and gasping.

Finally, she screamed, "Oh, baby doll!" He came like a waterfall in her cunt and all over her ass and belly. They did it bareback and she sucked his spent fuel rod afterward, swallowing another lode of his cream.

The following week, I had my way with big-eyed Taylor. I won't say I was disappointed in her, but her boobs were so tiny, her hips were so slim, and her tight cleave was clean shaven. Thus, it seemed like I was a pedophile fucking jail bait. 

Lilly, ever the mischievous trollop, had an idea. "Tomorrow is April Fool's Day. Let's set something up."

My wife's plan involved bringing her well-endowed boyfriend home for dinner. I would also invite my two little girlfriends. She would serve spinach soup, cranberry salad, and glutton-free homemade pizza.

After dinner, our three students were blindfolded and led upstairs to separate bedrooms and told to wait in the dark till a surprise guest arrived. 

In the morning, we escorted Andre, Nichole, and Taylor downstairs, sat them in the parlor, removed their blindfolds, and asked them to recount their overnight experience.

Taylor went first. "I waited in the bed for my lover to come. I knew it was Professor Norman...I mean Jake. He said, 'Shh!' We didn't speak and he licked me from head to toe, starting at my feet and making me come all over the place when he ate my pussy and ass. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but he didn't let me."

Lilly, sitting demurely, interrupted. "That's because you would've noticed there was no beard tickling you...because it was me. Ha-ha! I wore one of Jake's shirts to smell like him."

Nichole went next. "I know that to be true because Jake was with me. He crept into the room, laid down and gave me a message with fragrant oils before making mad, passionate love to me..."

Lilly asked, "Orally, anally, vaginally or what?"

"All three," Nichole's voice croaked. "Professor Jake is cute, sexy, and I love him, but I never dreamed his dick was so friggin' big. He made me see stars."

"That's because it was Andre," I told her.

"I was told to come and massage you and screw you, but don't speak or kiss you." Andre was downright apologetic, although fucking Nichole was obviously fun for them both.

"OMG!" Nichole laughed and unselfconsciously slid closer to Andre on the couch.

Andre spoke last. "My reward was Lilly's lavishing me with affection, sucking my dick, tossing my salad, and finishing me off by finger-fucking my ass while blowing me till I came a second and third time."

Andre looked at Lilly lovingly. She wrinkled her nose and winked at him. "It wasn't me."

Andre swiveled his gaze toward Nichole and Taylor, both of whom shook their heads. He turned to me and I smiled.

"Wasn't it good?" I asked him, indiscreetly rubbing his thigh. "Lilly doused me with her cologne to throw you off the scent." 

"Oh, fuck, really?" He acted appalled, but I kissed his cheek with a loud smack and he didn't flinch. 

"You loved it." I reached into his sweatpants and fondled his wares while the young ladies watched, salivating, awaiting their turn.

"April Fool!" Lilly sang as she strained to embrace both my shoulders and Andre's.