Kysa's Wedding Present
(M/f, size, ir, cons, preg)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

I arrive to pick you up after work. You are curious why I asked you to dress a certain way. I had given you very exacting instructions about what to wear, or more correctly what not to wear. No panties, no nylons, just the black lace bra that I gave you when we started dating, and that tailored dark blue business suit with three and a half inch high heels.

With your hair piled up in a tall bun you are one mouth-watering and cock-hardening sight as you walk down the pathway toward me, a smile on your beautiful face as you slip into my arms and we kiss, the way you kiss has always gotten to me. You kiss with your whole body, pressing yourself against me, rubbing your leg gently up and down mine, slowly grinding your hips on mine as your tongue and mine explore each other.

You slip your right hand down between us and give my already aching cock a squeeze making me groan with desire. I have to gently push you away - and you will never know just how hard it is to do that - before I lose control and ruin the evening for us both.

As I hold the door to let you slip into the car, I'm provided a view of your skirt riding up those gorgeous legs and I think this is going to be harder than I thought. While I drive you continue to slowly hike the hem of your short skirt up farther as you cross and re-cross your legs. You know this drives me crazy, you did this on our first date and instead of going to dinner and the theater we ended up finding the first motel we could and fucking all night like animals.

You're surprised that I haven't given in and you wonder what is going on, after all it's not like me to not have my hands all over you every chance I get.

Where are we going, you sign to me. Tim's place I reply turning my head so you can read my lips. The smile on your face widens a bit as you ponder that, Tim is my best man, we grew up together, and he makes you so horny, being tall black and good looking. Yes I think, just go ahead and fantasize about getting down on your knees for Tim, about being fucked long and hard by my best friend, you're still going to marry me in the morning, nothing's going to change that.

I pull up in front of Tim's house, and we walk up to the door arm in arm. I let you enter first and then lead you to the living room and your wedding present.

Tim is there as well as three other black men, all of them are wearing a speedo swim suits that leaves little to the imagination. The large bulges in the suits start to get much larger as soon as they see you.

You turn to me with an expression of mixed delight and disbelief. This is your wedding present from me I say, you always said that you like black guys and I figured this is something you'd like, after all the night you came home from your engagement shower, you were well and truly fucked by the black male stripper your friends got for you.

You blush remembering the slutty way you had been all over him, tearing at his clothes oblivious to everything but the need to have his big black cock pounding away inside you. And don't tell me that you haven't wanted to fuck Tim from the moment you first met him, I saw that look in your eyes, that God I want to fuck him look.

So tonight, the night before you and I get married your going to entertain these fine black studs who have all abstained from having sex for the last week, it was difficult for them but the thought of what they now get to do to your beautiful body kept them from any lapses. I've told them that they can do anything they want to you as long as you can still walk down the aisle tomorrow.

While you stand there hardly able to believe what is about to happen, I move around behind you encircling you with my arms, giving you a hug, then unbuttoning your jacket and slowly sliding it off your shoulders and down your arms. You see the looks on the faces of Tim and the other men and a shiver of pure pleasure goes through you as you see in your mind what is about to take place.

I turn you gently to face me and cupping your breasts kiss you softly as I undo the clasp of your bra and free your magnificent breasts. You're trembling with anticipation of all the things that these well hung and sex hungry black studs are planning for you as I slide the zipper of your skirt down and it drops to the floor.

You sign to me Are you going to stay and watch? "No" I answer. "Tim has the video camera set up to tape everything, so you and I can watch it together on our wedding night, and I must admit Kysa I'm really looking forward to that."

You feel four pairs of hands touch your naked body as I step back, hands that caress you and cup your breasts, tugging on hardened nipples, hands that slip between your thighs and fingers that probe your wet pussy, finding and stroking your sensitive clit. As they pick you up and carry you to the large couch the thought runs through your feverish lust crazed mind that you stopped taking birth control pills a few months ago to give your body a break from the hormones, and that while I've been using a condom when we make love, your fertile womb is completely vulnerable tonight.

Tim moves between your thighs as you grab his cock and guide it to your pussy lips, you throw back your head and arch your back as he pushes the first four inches of his thick heavily veined 10-incher into you. The low moan of pleasure that escapes your lips is quicky stopped as one of the other black studs moves his cock into your mouth, as I turn to go Tim calls over his shoulder, "Don't worry about her man, she'll be there in the morning, but what kind of shape she'll be in for the honeymoon is another matter, and FUCK man is her pussy TIGHT! God no wonder you love fucking her, shit man I love this pussy."

Tim looks down at you and grins wickedly as he says, "He better get used to sharing this pussy Kysa, because just tonight ain't gonna cut it for this boy, no sir I'm gonna want to fuck you all the time."

Tim drives the remaining six inches of his cock into you with one thrust, making you scream with mixed pleasure and pain around the thick black cock in your hot sucking mouth as he strikes your cervix.

"Sorry babe" he says. You just got me a little too excited, he adjusts his thrusts to come just short of causing you pain and soon the moans and groans and squeals of your ravishment mix with the gasps of heavy breathing, the sopping wet squishing of hard black cocks entering your womb and the wet slapping of flesh on flesh, heavy, fat black balls repeatedly, and loudly slapping your upturned ass cheeks.

All night long they use you like a slut, taking and giving pleasure, you put on a great show for the video camera, the thought that you and I will watch this together on our wedding night spurs you on to give an Oscar worthy performance, sucking like a little girl on a lollipop, pounding up and down on all their cocks, shuddering as orgasms rack your body.

Every time you think that its over, that everyone is exhausted, one of the black studs rolls you over onto your back and with a nasty grin, thrust home into your cum filled stretched out pussy, brings you to orgasm after orgasm, filling your womb again and again with thick heavy loads of fertile black cum.

At some point during the night you find yourself in Tim’s bed with him fucking you like a man possessed. He rears above you thrusting hard and fast, your ankles over his shoulders, he grips your wrists and holds you helpless as he bangs away. You read his lips as he repeats over and over like a mantra, "Gonna get this white bitch pregnant, Gonna get this white bitch pregnant." And in the darkest recesses of your mind you secretly hope that you are going to become pregnant with Tim's baby, that your belly will be filled with his child, that on your wedding day you will face your new husband with the child of a black man, his best friend, growing inside you. It will be the first of many black children you plan to have, each one by a different man. How many you haven’t decided yet, but you want to have at least 4, maybe more if your husband allows you to.

You smile at this thought and Tim seeing this lets go of your wrists and leans back pulling you up into his arms. "You really love black cock don't you baby," he says. "Can't get enough of that big black dick pounding in you, huh?" You just smile wider at him as you raise and lower your hips driving him deep into your pussy.

"Well don't worry none, you and me are gonna have lots of good times after you get back from your honeymoon, you're gonna get used to this bed, because I'm gonna be drilling yo white pussy in it all the time, no matter what your husband says, you know it and I know it."

God damn right, you think, no way are you going to give up this cock, not when you know your husband will go along with it, but you'll make Tim think its all his idea, don't want him getting too cocky :-)

Tim's thrusts get faster as he approaches his own orgasm.

"Time to make a baby Kysa!" he gasps out as his cock heaves and spews another huge load of black seed deep in your pussy.

You moan as you thrash back and forth riding the most intense orgasm you have had this long and wicked night, calming yourself down, you suck on your finger, looking up at in with wide eyes. "Fuck girl if that didn't do the job then I don't know what will, except maybe some more black-fucking," he laughs.

You slowly pull yourself off Tim’s much used cock, and slide down to lick and suck him clean. Out of the corner of your eye you see the clock and the video camera next to it. In less than three hours you'll be walking down the aisle to be married, three hours is plenty of time, you think, as you push Tim onto his back and climb back onto his still rock hard throbbing black cock, I can have at least three more orgasms before leaving to get ready for the wedding.

Tim reaching up kneads your breasts twisting your painfully hard nipples as he laughs, "Shit girl we are gonna have the best times together, I'm gonna stretch that pussy of yours out permanently, you wait and see. I’m gonna make sure your husband gets no pleasure from your stretched-out pussy."

You ride his cock enjoying the waves of pleasure. Sure you think, like I'm going to just let you lay claim to my pussy, I decide who gets to fuck me, my husband has first call on my body and will always have my heart and soul and all my love, because he loves me enough to know that this is just about sex not love. But it’s very difficult not to love a man who has such large ‘equipment’ between his legs.

You scream as your orgasm catches you and you collapse onto Tim, feeling him still thrusting into you even as his balls drain his final spurts of cum into you.

After a few moments you drag yourself off Tim's cock and stagger into the shower to try and clean up before your wedding. Cum is running down your legs, and your poor little pussy is so big from being stretched so wide and deep all night. Soaping yourself up you gently clean your swollen and tender pussy lips, letting your fingers caress your clit as you replay the highlights of this long and deranged night. This perfect wedding present from your loving soon to be husband.

As you wash the soft skin of your flat stomach, you hold and caress your belly. You wonder if your pregnant or not, the odds are that you will carrying a baby in that womb very soon. Then you grin thinking about what will happen when you have the baby, the look on everyone’s faces in the delivery room as you give birth to a black baby with your loving white husband there.

Mmmmm, I can't wait to find out if I am, you think. Maybe I should go back to the bedroom and fuck Tim again just to make sure there is enough black sperm in my womb to do the job.

Yes that’s what I'll do, after all I still have a couple of hours before my wedding. I know my hubby to be would want me to get the most out of his present. I’m going to make sure my belly leaves here with a black baby inside it tonight!



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© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com