Interracial Teen This is a true story and explains how I have become totally subservient
to my wife and her black lover(s). I know it is hard to understand how
one can get into these situations; suffice it to say, I 'need' her.
My wife Tracy is a lovely natural blonde, and over the years we have had
a good, normal sex life. She has muscles in her pussy that can milk a
cock with no movement by the male. I have never been able to make Tracy
cum with my cock, only orally, and when she does cum, there is no doubt
she has arrived. It hasn't mattered if I lasted 10 minutes or 30, I could
not get her there with my cock. I have an average cock 7 - 7 1/2", so I
don't think that is/was the problem. Tracy is 37 at present, and as
stated, a natural blonde with breasts that turn up with larger than
average nipples.
Over the years we have had many fantasies during our love making, to
include sending my wife out to pick up men, young studs, and black men.
Often times she would verbally enter into my fantasy and get 'hot' during
our lovemaking session but never follow through. My philosophy has always
been that any women will go down if the conditions are right, but I could
never get her to implement any fantasy other than during our lovemaking.
I always 'thought' I would like to see her with other men; little did I
know how it would end up.
We attended a party in our complex, mostly married couples, but a single
black man (Eric) was in attendence. It wasn't like Eric was the only
black, just the only single black. Tracy likes to dress sexily, and had
worn sheer black Interracial Teen said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Mandingo Vs Jack Porn Pics she went to his place, and she said,
what do you think? As she said that, she reached over and felt my cock,
then said, it feels like you 'know' what you think happened. I said, did
it happen? She said, why don't you find out, Nick.
I reached over and turned on the lamp, then pulled the covers back and
looked at Tracy in total nudity. She slowly and sexily spread her legs,
looking me in the eye as she did so. Her pussy was a mushy mess to say
the least. There was definite evidence of her being freshly fucked, and
worst of all she made no move to hide the fact. I said, Eric? She
responded, yes, and it was wonderful. He fucked me like you never have
and never will, and he will fuck me again. Taste it Nick, I know you want
to. I lowered my mouth, mesmerized, and slowly inserted my tongue,
moaning with desire. My cock erupted without touching it as I lapped up
the cum filled pussy of my wife. After cleaning her thoroughly I moved up
to slide my cock into her and Tracy closed her legs. I said, please
Tracy, I want to make love to you. She said, not now Nick, we will talk
tomorrow, right now I want to go to sleep. She said it with a finality
that I knew. I went to my side of the bed and spent a sleepless night.
I got up at 7 making myself a pot of coffee; Tracy got up around 11 and
went direct to the shower. She came out in her housecoat and matter of
factly told me to make her some fresh coffee. This was unusual for her to
'tell' me to do something. When I called her on it, she told me she'd be
doing a lot more 'telling' in the future. I was quickly beginning to fear
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left her ass bare. The blue material contrasted nicely with her dark
black hair and pale skin. The lingerie had been an anniversery gift from
her husband.
"Let's see some titties," yelled Mustafa for the first time holding up a
bill.
Kerry looked around, but there was still no sign of help. She figured,
why the hell not make something for this humiliating experience. She
danced over to Mustafa and knelt while he stuck the bill in the band of
her panties. His touch sent both a shudder of disgust and a jolt of
sexual excitement up her spine. God she was horny. It couldn't possibly
be from dancing half naked before a black man could it?
Mustafa had paid to see her breasts. She stood up and reached around to
unhook her bra. Her breasts fell three inches as she released them. She
tossed the bra to the floor. She had never seen her nipples so swollen
and hard, not even when she was nursing.
Mustafa stood up and adjusted what looked like another enormous cock
underneath his sweat pants. His sweats were very loose fitting and she
could still see a pair of huge testicles pushing out the material. Why
did subhuman black men all apear to be so gifted in the crotch
department? He sat back down with what had to be a very uncomfortable
erection pushing out his sweats.
"Now the panties," he said pulling out another bill.
Kerry decided, why not? She was already naked for all intense purposes.
For some reason, she enjoyed knowing that she had caused his erection.
Also, a fresh wave of lubrication had coated her pussy when she saw his
bulge and her panties were getting uncomfortably sticky. She walked over
to him and turned around stooping so that he could add this bill to the
last. He carressed her ass before she stood back up. Kerry gulped and
pulled out the waistband of her lacy thong. She bent down keeping her
legs straght and pulled the panties down. She watched the two bills he
had tipped her fall to the floor, knowing he was watching her ass and
pussy. Mustafa was getting a better view of her then even her husband
had ever had.
God, she needed a cock, especially a nice big one. If Mustafa was white
she probably go fuck the shit out of him right now, husband be damned.
She danced naked for awhile before saying, "I'm sorry, I gotta get
going."
"No, I want a lap dance first," said Mustafa pulling out two twenties
and tossing them on stage.
"What do I do?"
"Stupid slut. You just come dance 'tween my legs for awhile."
"If I give you a lap dance, can I go?"
"Whenever you want."
Kerry nodded and walked off the stage, Mustafa never took his eyes off
her bouncing tits and ass. She walked over to him and began dancing as
she approached. It was unnatural for a nude white woman to be dancing
for a black man's pleasure, but what she was doing felt perfectly
natural. There was something primal about dancing before a man such as
Mustafa.
He parted his legs, immediately drawing her eyes to the tent in his
sweat pants. She Blacks On Cougars Misty Vonage Jasmine Tame Blacks On Blondes for the other. As the dance came to culmination, I felt my cock
pulse and was surprised to find I had a full hardon. Tracy sauntered over
and backed into my arms, feeling my cock as she did so. She asked what
had me turned on, and I replied she was beautiful as she danced. She
smiled, and said, and what else... I asked her who the black man was and
she said his name was Eric, and then said, God he is beautiful! I was
shocked to hear her say that because I had never heard her say that about
another man since we had been married.
Just then a slow dance came on, and since I was in no condition to get
up, I couldn't participate. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Eric
approaching. He came up and said to Tracy, let's dance; as I looked up at
Eric his eyes were the most penetrating I've ever seen and I could not
hold his stare. He hadn't asked me "if" he could dance with Tracy, his
eyes more or less 'told' me. She didn't ask me either, just went with him
to the floor and melted into his arms. My cock was as hard as a rock as I
watched them move slowly and sensually around their little area of the
floor. I saw Eric with both arms around her back, and Tracy had hers
around his neck and snuggled as close as one can get. I made a decision
right then that I had to stop this and get out of there. I decided to
tell Tracy I didn't feel well and we needed to go home. When they got
back, Eric again stared me down prior to walking away.
I told Tracy I didn't feel well, and I'd like to go home. She said,
leaning into my rock hard cock, It feels to me like you feel OK, Nick.
Diamond Jackson Cumbang Dominant Cuckold caused her to collapse on his chest.
When she recovered, Jerome had taken over fucking her ass and was
pounding her lke a jack hammer. She was still mounted on Mustafa's cock.
It didn't feel any smaller, though it wasn't as hard. Jerome bellowed
and emptied the contents of his balls into her ass. Kerrry shuddered as
another orgasm overwhelmed her.
Jerome's sperm rose to the surface, spilling down her ass as he removed
his cock. Mustafa lifted her up, slowly removing his cock. "More," she
begged. "Fuck me more."
"Shit Jerome, this is one horny bitch," said Mustafa. "How much did you
give her?"
"Half the shotglass," said the bartender.
No telling how much Xcite the girl had drunk at the other bar. "Shit,
she's gonna be like this for a month."
"Will you two jungle bunnies shut up and fuck me some more."
"This bitch needs an attitude adjustment," growled Mustafa.
"I'll make some calls." Jerome headed over to the bar.
Kerry was about to remind the bartender that his phone wasn't working
when Mustafa picked her up and set her on the stage. He climbed up
behind her.
Mustafa began tugging on his cock. It never shrank always remaining
thirteen inches long. It just fattened and hardened when he got an
erection. "You want some more of this?"
"Yes."
"Why do you crave it?"
"It's incredible. It satisfies me like no other cock ever has. I've
never had this many orgasms."
"It's superior."
"Superior? Yes, I guess it is."
"Superior to anything you ever had from a white guy?"
"Yes, it's superior to my husband's or my old boyfriends."
"It's not my cock thats superior." Kerry had crawled to him now and he
was slapping her face with his cock.
"It isn't?" she asked trying to kiss it.
"No, it's black men that are superior. Beg for it."
"Please let me have some more of your cock. I've never been this horny
and it's the only thing that can satisfy me."
"Call me master, you whore and I'll see that you get all the superior
black cock you can handle."
"Thank you master." Mustafa quit moving it around and allowed her to
take the head in her mouth she tasted his sperm and her juices on his
cock.
"What's your name?" Mustafa pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"Ker..."
"Shut the fuck up. It's now slut. You answer to slut now. Understand?"
"Yes master."
"Now suck my cock, slut."
Kerry licked around the head of his cock. He yanked it out again and
held it up, thrusting his grossly deformed balls in her face. Kerry
licked both the large one and the small one before he let her have the
shaft again. Kerry eagerly took it in her mouth, afraid he would pull it
back again. She craved his huge cock in her pussy, but she also wanted
him in her mouth. Luckily, the problem solved itself. Half of Mustafa's
cock was shoved down her throat as Jerome returned, thrusting his cock
into her pussy.
Kerry's huge, pendulous breasts swung as Jerome slammed his cock in and
out of her pussy. Each thrust pushed more of Mustafa's cock down her
throat. She couldn't Mandingo Vs Jack the
bed and watch. My cock ached as I watched him penetrate my wife. Their
skin contrast was so stark as to be shocking. Tracy's legs wrapped around
Eric and she was taking him at full length very quickly. She was cooing
and tonguing him as best she could. He drove his cock into her with
passion and it was a beautiful sight to see.
She looked me straight in the eye and told me how wonderful it felt. I
lowered my eyes knowing I was in trouble. Eric's cock began pulsing and
he drove deeply into her and shot several spurts, then pulled out and
shot more on her tits, and stomach. There was a trail from her breasts
down her stomach, in her pussy hair and her pussy was splayed open with
sperm everywhere. He told me to get a warm rag and wipe him off which I
did. He then told me to look at Tracy. While I did so, he again told me
to not even think of fucking her again... she would be taken care of by
the superior species from this day forward. Then he said to get between
her legs and clean her with my tongue. I did so, his cum being like white
rope, very stringy. I gagged a little and they just laughed at me.
This has now been going on for 6 1/2 months. Eric lives at our place, his
friends come over on occasion, and he has had Tracy service a couple of
them also. He will not let a white man fuck her though. He does have some
white friends who come over, but he only allows other black men to sex
her. I am getting tired of the situation, but Tracy informs me she is
totally satisfied and sorry she hadn't discoverd black sexing many years
before. 
Mandingo Latina said Kerry to Alisa. They were
protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited.
"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two
bouncers.
"A little drunk are we?" said one.
"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives,"
said the other.
"Why?"
"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in
here looking for black men to fuck."
Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar
needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently
getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't
married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they
would stay friends.
********************
Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she
had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold
pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and
odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages
and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other
man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as
muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd,
but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have
much to do, but lift weights.
"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
"It's broke."
Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her
around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the
ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead
jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and
his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled
the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK
newsletters.
"One mo dance," growled the black.
"What?"
"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."
"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."
"One more dance slut. Now!"
This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for
help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's
Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk."
"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone
wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.
"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a
dwarf next to Mustafa.
"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.
"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out.
The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll
loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably
already left."
Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on
his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.
Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started
blaring forth. They had played this game Interracial Teen After having her coffee, she went to our home office and
I heard her on the phone. I snuck down the hall and soon discovered she
was talking to Eric and it sounded like they were making plans for that
evening. I shuddered, and realized I was semi-hard just thinking of her
and Eric together again. When she came out from the phone Tracy
nonchantly told me that Eric would be coming over this evening and we
were going to have a talk. I asked what about, and she just said I'd have
to wait. She saw a lump in the front of my pants, and told me I just as
well go and take care of myself because she was not giving me any pussy.
I asked her why, and she said Eric would tell me.
Eric came over around 7 and when the doorbell rang Tracy told me to
answer the door. I opened the door and Eric walked right by me as if I
wasn't even there, going directly to Tracy and kissing her full on the
lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and I could see tongue from
both of them. My cock had a mind of its own and was rock hard. I hated
that fact because I did not want them to see my predicament. They broke
their kiss and they went over to the couch and sat down side by side.
Eric looked at me and told me to come kneel before them. I said what
for... Eric very calmly told me: if you ever even want to smell your
wife's pussy you will do as I say, white boy. His eyes bore into me and I
was afraid. I walked over and knelt before them.
Tracy looked
contemptously at me and asked why my little dick was hard. I said I
didn't know and she laughed. She told me to unzip Eric's pants, I