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Black Man Rapes My Wife (MF, rp, intr)
by Banchee Laroy (c) 1991

***

     My wife and I had been married for almost three years before
it happened.  Our sex life had been very standard up to that point;
straight sex two or three times a week, a little oral sex if I
asked for it and she was in the right mood, but nothing kinky.	No
anal sex, threesomes, swapping, etc.  Not that I hadn't asked for
it mind you, she just wasn't interested in anything that 'hurt' or
involved other people.

     I am 32 and my wife is 28.	 We have one child, a girl of 8,
and live in a nice suburban neighborhood with a white picket fence
and a dog (just kidding about the fence and the dog but you get the
picture).  My wife, Ann, works out regularly and her body shows it.
There is not an ounce of fat on it, and her 35C breasts only have
the slightest amount of droop to them.	She is a good-looking woman
who frequently draws a discrete crowd when she lays out by the
clubhouse pool or works in the yard in her halter top.

     If this was all there was to this story however, I wouldn't be
writing it and you wouldn't be reading it.  Our lives were changed
completely one Sunday night last fall.

     It was around 10PM on an ideal fall night, the air had that
crisp, fresh feeling and we had opened the windows to let it blow
through the house.  Our daughter was asleep upstairs and we had
retired to the bedroom, hopefully for a little late night loving
before we drifted off to sleep.

     After a few minutes of the standard 'been married forever'
foreplay, we got into the missionary position and began to make
love slowly.  It seemed so quiet and peaceful we were hardly
moving, both just slowly pressing against each other with our eyes
closed, savoring the feeling of the breezes blowing across us and
the feel of each others bodies.

     We had been making love for about 5 or ten minutes when
suddenly I had an incredibly strong hand reach around my head and
clamp itself over my mouth.  As my eyes flew open, I saw another
hand cover my wife's mouth as well.  Before I could react, I was
forcibly pulled from on top of my wife and flipped onto my back
next to her.  At this point I got my first look at the intruders.
Standing next to our bed were three of the largest black men I had
ever met in my life.

     The first man, holding his hand over my mouth, was at least
six feet tall and fairly light skinned.	 He was wearing jeans and
a tight T-shirt that showed his well-muscled frame.  The second
man, who was holding my wife's mouth, was just a little shorter
than the first, more compact and muscular, and wore the same jeans
and T-shirt.  The third fellow was standing by the foot of the bed
with a slight smirk on his face.

     This man was truly frightening, and not just because of the
semiautomatic pistol he was holding.  He was at least 6'6",
probably about 250 pounds, and every ounce looked to be muscle.
His skin was dark as coal and his hair was shaved so low that he
looked almost bald.  He wore a tank top and a pair of baggy shorts,
both white, which made him look even darker.  In the brief moments
before he spoke his size and hard look reminded me of an NFL
linebacker.

     "Well boys, I think we hit the jackpot!", he said.

     In my mind I registered surprise that he spoke with almost no
dialect.  In my limited experiences with blacks they had usually
been hired yard workers who almost seemed to speak another
language.

     "No shit Lamar, looks like we're going to have a party!", said
the one holding my mouth, "You think the lady wants a REAL man
Bobby?"

     "I think we need to find out Skate," said the man holding my
wife's mouth.  "It sure looks like her man can't give her what she
needs!"

     They all started laughing and I realized it was my rapidly
shrinking cock they were laughing at.  While I am not small, just
around seven inches, and according to my wife very thick, at this
moment the fear in my belly was causing me to shrink up like I had
been dunked in ice water.

     Lamar came around to my side of the bed and pressed the muzzle
of his gun to my head.

     "Why don't we just move you out of the way little man." he
said as he dragged me off the bed by my hair and dropped me against
the wall.

     "Now before we get started, lets set some ground rules, you're
going to take good care of us bitch, make us real happy or your
little man here gets a new hole in his head!", he snarled at my
wife.

     My wife just stared at him, her eyes wide with fear.

     "Do you understand bitch?" he almost whispered in a deadly
voice.

     My wife's eyes looked at me, and then at the ceiling and I
realized she was thinking about our daughter asleep upstairs.
After a moment her head nodded.

     "Good, that's what I wanted to hear," Lamar said, "now no
screaming or yelling cause it will go bad for your hubby here."

     He waved the gun at Bobby who was holding my wife down, and he
slowly uncovered her mouth and released her.

     "Bobby, you go first, then Skate," he said, "judging by the
little man here, you'll need to get her ready."

     They all laughed and my guts twisted a little as I hoped that
didn't mean what I thought it did.

     As my wife lay flat on the bed, Bobby began to strip off his
T-shirt revealing his rock hard chest and stomach muscles.  Next he
kicked off his shoes, and then undid the clasp of his jeans and
slid them down his legs.  When he stood back up his half hard cock
sprang out.

     At that moment I was afraid for my wife.  Bobby's cock was
only half hard and had to be at least 9 inches long and probably
two inches thick.  I could see Ann just staring at his dick and as
he reached for her she let out a slight whimper.

     "Come here baby," Bobby said as he grabbed her by the arm and
pulled her off the bed and onto her knees in front of him.  "Suck
my dick!" he commanded.

     I watched as my wife cast a fearful glance at his awesome cock
then looked over at me.

     "Now!" shouted Lamar who pressed the gun harder against my
head, "and do it good."

     Ann looked at me with pain in her eyes then turned back to
that chocolate colored flesh stick bouncing in front of her face.
I watched with horror as her little hand moved slowly up to wrap
itself around that cock.  She leaned forward and opened her mouth
slightly and began to suck on the massive head.

     "Oh yeah, that's the way bitch," moaned Bobby, who's cock
began to swell, growing to at least 11 terrifying inches and
thickening even more in the process.

     Ann continued to suck on the head and began moving her small
white hand back and forth slightly on that dark shaft.	As she did
Bobby reached his hands up and grabbed her head.

     "You're going to have to do better than that!", Bobby grunted
as he began to force his cock forward.	Ann tried to pull back but
his hands held her head tightly, and that massive cock began to
slide deeper into her mouth.

     Bobby pushed almost three inches of cock into my wife while
her mouth stretched impossibly wide and her lips slid down that
long shaft.

     He began to fuck in and out of her mouth, his now glistening
shaft sliding deeper and deeper with each stroke until almost five
inches was fucking in and out of my wife's mouth.

     Bobby was breathing harder and my wife was making low, almost
grunting noises as his cock hit the back of her throat.	 I watched
with disbelief as my wife took that massive member in her mouth,
thinking about all the times she said my cock was too big, that it
made her jaw hurt to blow me.

     As Bobby fucked my wife's mouth he began to take small steps
backwards until Ann was leaning forward on her knees and would have
fallen on her face were she not impaled by his shaft.  Bobby pulled
his cock almost completely out of her mouth and pushed it forward
again, this time with force.  When his cock hit my wife's throat he
kept pushing and it began to slide even deeper.

     Ann began to struggle as she felt his cock start into her
throat, making choking noises and trying to push him away with her
small hands.  But that cock kept coming, and kept sliding in until
only two inches of Bobby's eleven inch cock was still outside of
Ann's mouth.

     "Man, your wife sure can suck cock!" laughed Bobby looking at
me and ignoring my struggling wife.

     I felt almost sick as I watched, knowing that my wife always
had said she couldn't deep throat me because I was too big.  And
here she was with nine inches of black cock down her throat.

     Bobby began to pull out again, allowing Ann a gasping breath
before he shoved it back again.	 He established a rhythm, literally
fucking my wife's face with his black cock sliding in and out of
her throat.

     He began to pant, his thrusts becoming more rapid, his massive
cock pistoning in and out of my wife who knelt almost passively
now, her eyes closed, saliva dripping from her bottom lip.

     "Oh god, I gonna cum!  Swallow it all bitch!" he shouted, and
forced his dick into my wife all the way, the last two inches
sliding into her mouth and her nose pressed into his scrubby pubic
hair.  He shuddered and I could tell he was shooting his load down
Ann's throat.  As if on cue, I could see her throat begin
swallowing, trying to take all his spunk before she drowned in it.

     Bobby continued to cum for almost 30 seconds, his cock buried
to the hilt in my wife's mouth, until at last he shuddered and
slowly pulled it out.  As his cock left her throat Ann took one
shuddering gasp and collapsed onto the floor, panting and choking.

     "No bitch ever sucked my cock like that!  You are one lucky
dude!" Bobby laughed, winking at me as he pulled his clothes back
on.

     As he dressed, Skate went around the bed and grabbed Ann's
collapsed body and easily lifted her and threw her onto the bed on
her back.  She just laid there in a daze as he stripped off his
clothes, pulling down his pants to reveal a cock the equal of
Bobby's in length but probably three inches in width.  Underneath
that impossibly large cock were a set of balls that had to be seen
to be believed.	 The swung low in his sack and looked like two
extra large eggs swinging back a forth as he moved.

     Skate got onto the bed and walked on his knees over to Ann and
grabbed one of her tiny ankles in each massive hand.  He yanked her
legs apart and pushed them back until they were directly above her
shoulders, her ass lifted slightly off the bed and her pussy lips
parted and her tight pucker anus winking below.	 Looking between
her legs, I could see that she was still glistening with wetness
despite the fifteen minutes she had spent with Bobby.

     "Look, she's still wet and ready!" said Skate, "Guess she
likes it from real men!" he said leering at me.

     As I looked at that huge black fuck stick pointing at my
wife's tiny pussy I was almost glad she was still wet, but part of
me wondered why.

     Skate move forward and pressed the massive head of his black
cock against my wife's pussy and pressed forward, but it slipped
away, unable to gain entry.  He tried twice more without success.

     "Bobby, hold her legs for me, this is a two hander." he called
out.

     Bobby, who had dressed by now, crawled onto the bed and knelt
by my wife's head, taking her legs from Skate and holding them
wide.

     Skate, his hands free, reached one hand down aiming his cock
at my wife's tiny hole and pressed forward.  Ann's pussy lips were
mashed to the side and the head of that cock moved forward, seeking
entry.	Once he had the tip of his cock lodged in her, Skate took
his hand away, leaned over my wife, and mercilessly shoved forward
with all his strength.

     Ann, who until this point had lay on the bed as if
unconscious, suddenly came to life.  Her eyes flew open and her
mouth opened into a high-pitched scream, so high it was almost
inaudible.

     Skate laughed, drew back, and shoved forward again, now
forcing six inches of his cock into my wife.

     From my vantage point I could see his cock sticking out of
Ann's pussy like a baseball bat.  Her pussy lips had been forced
inside of her by the size of cock and her thighs were quivering.

     Skate began to stroke his cock in and out of Ann's pussy,
going slightly deeper with each stroke.	 Ann was now whimpering and
tossing her head side to side as he fucked her.

     I watched for the next two minutes as that huge black cock
slid in and out of her, now coated by her juices, going deeper with
each stroke until all eleven inches were buried in her.	 Skate's
huge balls were slapping against my wife's asshole as he deep
stroked her, pulling his cock out until I could see the head, then
slamming it back in to the hilt.  The scene was unbelievable, my
wife, who had always said my cock was as big as she could handle,
was taking this black man's huge cock completely into her body.

     What was truly incredible though was what happened next.  Ann
stopped whimpering, and then, very quietly began moaning!  She was
being raped by this horse cock and enjoying it!

     Skate waved to Bobby, who let Ann's legs go.  Skate then
leaned all the way over her body with her feet trapped on his
massive shoulders.

     "Guess she needed a real man after all!" Skate said looking
over at me with a big smile.

     Then he went to work, pile driving that huge cock of his in
and out of Ann's doubled over body.  The only sound in the room was
Skate's panting, the slapping of his huge balls against her
asshole, and my wife's increasing moans.

     Soon my wife began to thrust her hips back up to meet his
thrusts, their bodies slamming together violently, his huge cock
forcing itself in and out of her widely stretched pussy.  And then
Ann began to cum, a low, continuous moan that built to a scream
issued from her open mouth.  Her arms reached up and tried to wrap
around Skates body but could only barely touch his back.

     I could see my wife's pussy begin to pulse and the added
lubrication allowed Skate's cock to slide even faster in and out of
her.  I watched, horrified, as Skate's balls tightened up as he
prepared to come.  Then he leaned down and pressed his black lips
over my wife's mouth, and with a deepening sickness I watched her
suck his tongue into her mouth.

     This seemed to be all Skate could take and he slammed into her
one last time, buried his cock to hilt, and held it there as he
shot his load.	Ann, who had had at least two orgasms, screamed out
as she felt his hot sperm shoot into her, and began to cum again,
thrashing and moaning, her little white body squirming, pinned
underneath this huge black man.

     The laid like that with Skate's cock buried to the hilt in my
wife for almost a minute, then he leaned up and began to slide that
cock from her pussy.  As he pulled it out Ann whimpered for him to
keep it in, until the head left her pussy with a pop.

     I almost tossed cookies right there as I looked between her
legs at her pussy, stretched, and gaping wide, thick globs of sperm
flowing out and dripping across her asshole onto the bed.

     Everyone was silent, except for Ann who continued to moan
quietly, as Skate got off the bed.

     Finally Lamar broke the silence.

     "Bobby, come here and keep an eye on this guy, it's time for
the main event!"

     They traded the gun, and while Bobby kept it pressed to my
head, Lamar knelt in front of me.

     "Seems like you wife likes a little dark meat doesn't it?"	 he
said, his teeth flashing in a big smile.  "Guess you just haven't
been man enough for the little slut."

     I really just wanted to crawl away and die at this point.	My
wife was a slut.  She was being raped by three hugely hung black
men and loving it.

     "Well, like I said, time for the main event," said Lamar,
"After this your little slut won't be able to sit for a week."

     It took a moment for me to realize what he meant.	He was
going to fuck my precious little wife in the ASS!

     Standing right in front of me, Lamar began to strip off his
clothes.  I could see from the bulge in front of his shorts that he
was already hard.  Unfortunately for my wife I was wrong.

     When he pulled down his shorts, a coal black cock sprang out
and almost hit me in the face.	Lamar was hung like no man I had
ever seen or heard of before.  His cock was as big as Bobby's was
when hard, and Lamar was only just now beginning to swell.  I could
barely tear my eyes away from it and look up at his face.

     Lamar could see the fear in my eyes and laughed.

     "Hope your little wife is ready for this, because if she
isn't, I'm going to split her two."  he said, turning away from me
and kneeling on the bed.

     While everyone was busy Ann had laid sprawled on the bed, her
hand now buried between her legs, busily frigging her clit while
she gasped, oblivious to what was coming (so to speak).

     "Skate, come over her and hold her!" Lamar commanded.

     Skate got back on the bed by Ann's head and Lamar handed her
legs to him.  He stretched them back until her knees were touching
the outside of her shoulders, her ass lifting off the bed.  Bent
like this her asshole winked at me, lifted up and pointing right at
Lamar.

     Lamar paused for a moment, pulling on his shaft as it hardened
and lengthen to at least 14 inches and thickened until it looked to
be about 3 1/2" inches across.	He then spit on his hand and rubbed
it on the head, coating it.  Looking at me, he winked, then moved
forward.

     As I watched I almost yelled a warning to Ann, who was busily
trying to catch Skate's still slimy cock in her mouth.	But
watching her sluttish actions I decided she was going to get what
she deserved.

     Lamar settled in front of Ann's ass, and brought the head of
that massive cock up and pressed it against her asshole.  Finally
Ann realized what was happening and looked down at Lamar and the
massive jet black cock about to sodomize her.

     "NO!, nobody does that!, STOP IT!, I'll do anything you
want!", she began to babble.

     "That's right, and this is what I want!", replied Lamar
coldly.

     Ann continued to beg him not to do it, so Lamar calmly took
one hand and placed it over her mouth, and with the other he
steadied that cock and began to press forward.

     As he pressed against her sphinchter, Lamar's cock seemed to do
nothing but press her asshole away from him, that whole area of her
body pressing inward without any penetration.  Lamar pressed
harder, and still nothing.

     "Guess you're not much of a backdoor man are you?" Lamar said
to me, "She's still tighter than shit!	Bobby, go into the bathroom
and get something to grease her up with, he ain't going to move."

     Bobby stuck the gun and his pants and walked into the bathroom
where I could here him rummaging around.  While we waited Lamar
just stared at me and I listened to Ann struggle and her muffled
pleading.

     When Bobby returned he tossed a small jar of Vaseline we had
in the bathroom over to Lamar and returned to guarding me.  Lamar
caught the jar with one hand, leaving the other on Ann's mouth, and
placed it on the bed beside him.

     "Just what the doctor ordered." grunted Lamar.

     He dipped his fingers into the jar and took out a large glob
which he coated his now throbbing member with.	He stuck his
fingers in again, coating them up, then leaned back.  Sticking his
hand out he placed a single greasy finger against Ann's asshole and
turned to look at me as she suddenly shoved it all the way in.

     Ann let out a muffled scream which Lamar ignored as he pulled
his finger out and shoved it right back in, wiggling it to grease
up her asshole.	 He then pulled out and scooped up more vaseline,
then placed two fingers against her asshole and jammed them in
without warning.  Again Ann screamed, though with less conviction
this time.

     After working his fingers in and out of her anus for a few
seconds Lamar removed them and moved forward again to press his
cock against her asshole.

     "Get ready honey, cause her it comes!" he said to Ann with a
viscous grin on his face.

     He pressed his forward, and this time Ann's anus began to open
as his greasy cock began to force its way in.  Lamar continued to
press in until half of the head of his cock had spread open Ann's
clenching anus.	 Ann was crying and thrashing and had managed to
work her hands down and was futily pushing against Lamar's muscled
stomach.

     "Relax honey, you're going to enjoy this!" he said.

     Then with a flex of his huge buttocks he speared into Ann's
asshole.  My stomach flipped as Ann let out a long muffled scream,
her hands and body twitching.  Lamar paused for a moment and I
could see the head of his cock lodged in my wife's asshole, the
other 13 inches looking like a long black log sticking out of her.

     Lamar scooted his knees forward, then with another flex,
shoved six inches of massive cock into Ann's bowels to the
accompaniment of another muffled scream.  He brutally ignored her
and began to saw in and out of her ass, slowly working another 3
inches of cock in.  By this time he was working up a sweat.

     "Man, busting your wife's ass cherry is hard work!", Lamar
said to me with a grin, "This would have been a lot easier if you
had been doing you job."

     With that he turned back to Ann, whipped his cock completely
from her ass then plowed back in to the hilt.  Ann screamed as if
she were dying and seemed to faint, going completely limp.

     Lamar took advantage of this and removed his hand from her
mouth, steadied himself on both hands and began to brutally saw in
and out of Ann's ass.  He used full strokes of his massive cock,
pulling out until only the head was in, then slamming back in to
the hilt, pressing his balls against her flesh.

     He continued to piston her ass for almost two minutes when Ann
began to move again.  Her hands which had been laying limp at her
sides began to move up across her body, one hand grasping her left
breast and the other moving down to her empty pussy.  As Lamar
brutally sodomized her she began to pinch her nipple and frig her
clit, small gasps coming from her mouth each time Lamar slammed it
home.

     I watched transfixed as my wife was ass fucked, sodomized by
this strange black man's massive cock, and loved it!  She began to
grunt words as he ass fucked her.

     "Fuck my ass!  Fuck me in the ass!  Hurt me!"

     I couldn't believe it.  She would never let me do this and
here she was getting off on it from a stranger with the cock the
size of a horse.

     "Looks like your wife is a real ass slut.	Guess she loves it
in the ass!" grunted Lamar as he continued to ass-fuck my wife.

     He was now pulling his cock completely out of her ass before
slamming it home, forcing her sphincter open with each stroke.	And
Ann loved every inch of it.

     She began to moan that she was cumming, the only intelligible
sounds coming from her mouth.  Lamar picked up the pace even more,
his glistening jet black cock a blur as he pistoned it in and out
of my wife's asshole.

     Finally after ten minutes of this, during which Ann came
almost continuously, Lamar's strokes began to get erratic and his
balls tightened.

     "I'm busting my nut in your wife's ass!" he panted and buried
it to the hilt and held it.  I could see the base of his cock start
to pulse as he shot his load into my wife's bowels.

     "You're cumming in my ass! Shoot your cum in my ass!" Ann
managed to gasp out, then her whole body was racked by another
orgasm.

     It was over and Lamar leaned up, and suddenly whipped his cock
out of Ann's ass.

     "Look at this little man, I'd let you do her now, but I don't
even think you'd touch the sides!" he laughed at me, still holding
Ann's legs so I could see her asshole.	Her asshole was gaping
hugely open, Lamar's cum flowing freely out of it and running down
to stain our bed.

     Leaving Ann lying on the bed in a heap, they dressed, took all
the cash I had, some jewelry, silverware, and left.  They were probably
so tired they never even went upstairs where my daughter was.  Ann
didn't look me in the eye for almost a week (she didn't sit either).
We are still married, although things will never be the same.  For
one thing I don't take NO for an answer.
