
                                 "Urp861_1.txt"
                       Slut wife, inter, preg, MMMMMMMM/F

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                              Black Man's Cum Dump
                                   Mr. Jones

      Several letters I've read in contact magazines have dealt with
interracial pregnancy, and many of the writers have said they would like to
hear from similar people. After reading the letters and at my husband's
suggestion, I have decided to write to you.

       At the age of 29 after seven years of marriage, my husband and I felt
it was time to add some spice to our lives. My husband, Larry, is very aroused
by interracial sex, and we had fantasized about it many times when we fucked.
Then Larry began suggesting that I start fucking black men. The idea wasn't a
turn-off to me, but I didn't know how to go about finding the men, since I
wasn't into the bar scene, etc. Some of the black men where I work as a
secretary were constantly hitting on me, but I had always turned them down. I
was flattered by their attention, but up until this time I hadn't been looking 
for a black boyfriend, or any boyfriend.

      Some friends from work threw a Halloween Party, and Larry and I were
invited. Larry hardly knew anyone who would be there, but we went for the fun
of it. He dressed as a sheik and I went as a harem girl dressed in seethrough
pants and a tiny bikini. The top was just as tiny. I have a very good figure. 
I wear a 38D bra, have a small waist which accentuates my big boobs and, well,
gorgeous ass and legs. I am a knockout.

      The party was a lot of fun, and as the night wore on we danced away. The
black guys from work were there and they loved my costume. When I danced with
them, each wanted a quick feel which they got, and it only made me horny. I
told Larry about it and he encouraged me to flirt with them. By this time he 
desperately wanted me involved interracially so everything seemed perfect.

      Later in the evening I found myself sitting on a sofa with Todd, one of
the black men from work. He had come as a Calypso dancer, wearing thin cotton
pants with a drawstring and a cotton shirt. We laughed and talked, but all I
could think about was Larry's (and my) fantasy. Todd put his arm around my
shoulders at one point and drew me closer. When he kissed me his tongue went
into my mouth and I accepted it. We turned to each other; his hand went to one
of my tits and felt it up. Nervously I put my hand on his crotch and felt an
enormous cock swelling there. We kept kissing and I was getting even hornier,
thinking of that black log under my hand. Slowly, Todd maneuvered me over until
I was on his lap, my legs straddling him and his cock pressing against my
pussy. He began gyrating under me and I felt that cock growing harder.

      "Let's get away somewhere where we can be alone," he whispered into my 
ear. I wanted to that. but I wanted Larry to know about it. I reluctantly 
pulled myself from Todd's lap and went to Larry who had been watching. As a 
matter of fact, most of the people there had been watching! I told Larry what 
Todd wanted. He nodded his approval and I went back to tell Todd the good
news. He stood up, took my hand and led me up the stairs to the bedrooms.

      As soon as we arrived we embraced and kissed and I whispered, "Fuck me," 
in his ear, opening his pants and pulling out his cock. It was everything I 
had hoped it would be--big, thick, long and charcoal black. I held it in my 
hand, enrapt by the size and thickness. I pushed Todd down on the bad and 
straddled his lap. He pulled off my harem pants and bikini and I sank down on
his dick. When it entered me I couldn't believe how good it felt. My pussy 
opened up like it had never been opened before. I sank all the way down on it 
and we rocked into a fucking motion. Todd unfastened my bra and brought both 
my boobs to his mouth and sucked them between his thick lips. I just leaned 
my head back and rolled my hips.

      When I looked down all I could see was my hairy cunt and his black belly.
We fucked and fucked. With a groan Todd closed his eyes and thrust up at
me. We did this for several minutes until he changed position, rolling me off 
on my back and spreading my legs. Todd rubbed his cock up and down my open 
pussy and then slid it in. I felt wonderful, filled with black cock. He fucked 
me hard, holding my white ass cheeks and grinding into me. I couldn't get 
enough. I wrapped my legs around him and my hands dug at his black ass. I came 
hard, my whole body quivering with excitement and release. This was what I had
been missing all my married life. 

I felt him tensing up to cum. He rammed his cock deep inside me and began 
shooting his warm sperm into my cunt. It just kept spurting and spurting. When
he dismounted his semen ran from my open pussy and dripped down my legs. I just 
know that I loved the sex and the very idea of fucking a black man.

       In the following weeks I went out with several of the black men at work
and always ended up fucking them. By late December I found out I was pregnant.
I also learned I had been knocked up at that Halloween party. It was definitely
Todd's black baby in my white belly. The evening of the day I found out, I
lay in bed with Larry, jerking him off slowly as we talked about my interracial
sex. I finally got the courage and said, "I'm going to have a baby." Larry
looked at me. "I'm pregnant," I said again, "And the baby is definitely black."
Larry stared at me, his cock growing hard as an aluminum baseball bat. I told
him again about what I had learned.  With a deep groan, my husband shot a huge
load that flew several inches into the air before covering my hand.

      Larry insisted I have the baby. I agreed. But he also insisted I continue
to date and fuck black men. I more than enjoyed the black cock I was getting -
by then I felt like I was "addicted." My belly became big and swollen and my
already big tits grew even bigger. Larry stopped cumming inside me because he I
loved to have me jerk him off over my heavy, bulging belly. He began calling me
his "whore wife," and was ecstatic to have his very own "b;ack man's whore."

      His whore wife had her black baby last July. Naturally, many people we
knew were taken aback. Some stopped seeing us completely.

      I had wondered what my sexual desires would be after having a black man's
baby. I wondered the same about Larry. I can honestly tell you that nothing has
changed. I still date and fuck black studs, and I have a steady black boyfriend
now. His name is Garry and he is hung massively. That's how I chose him. He 
fucks wonderfully well and we get it on several times a week.  Interestingly
enough, he wants me to have his baby now. My husband is excited beyond belief.
He considers my cunt and mouth a natural reserve for "black man's cum." He 
loves for me to jerk him off as I tell him how much I prefer sex with black 
men. He always wanted a whore wife and now he feels totally fulfilled. I have willingly and
enthusiastically agreed to be a whore for black men. For me there is simply no
other alternative.



