

My Dream Girl
Part 7

As time went on, I started feeling emotionally closer to Lisa than I was to my wife Ellen. 
I was still fucking Ellen almost every night, but I could tell from her stretched out pussy 
that she was regularly fucking our neighbor Jason. Lisa wasn’t really a woman, she had a 
boyfriend and she spent time with me because I indirectly gave her money, but at least I 
had an aboveboard and honest relationship with her. 

Two weeks after I came home early and found Jason having sex with my wife, I got some 
half expected news. After we had sex on evening, Ellen announced that we needed to 
start working on having a family. I could still taste Jason cum that I had just licked out of 
Ellen’s pussy. She went on to tell me that she would be going off the “pill”.  I would need 
to wear a condom during sex for a month or two while her system normalized. She said 
she would pick up a supply of condoms for me. I knew that there was no point in arguing 
and confrontation was out of the question. Ellen finished the conversation by telling me 
how happy I would be when we had a baby. 

A couple of days later, Ellen presented me with a large box of “snugger fit” condoms. 
When we had sex, the Viagra did the trick and my cock got hard enough to roll the 
condom onto. Ellen was no help at all. She just laid there with her legs spread and waited 
until I got it on. When I mounted her, I could hardly feel anything. The combination of 
the condom and her stretched out pussy provided almost no stimulation. When I finally 
shot my load, Ellen had me go to the bathroom and flush the messy condom before 
coming back to orally pleasure her. I found myself appreciating the fact that I only had to 
taste the cum that Jason had left in her pussy and not my own. I guess that I have the 
ability to look at the good side of any situation. On the weekend, Ellen had me go up to 
the third floor of our house to look over the space. This was semi-unfinished space that 
could some day be made ready for occupation. Ellen thought we might need more space 
when the baby came.  Only some of the floor was finished. I noticed that the floor over 
the master bedroom was totally unfinished. When I walked out on a narrow board laid on 
the floor joists, I could see that top of our bedroom light fixture. When I bent down to 
look closer, I could look through a small crack and see my bed. I wondered if Jason was 
fucking my wife on this bed and what it would feel like to watch. 

The time that I spent with Lisa was the bright part of my life. She was still slowly 
training my asshole so that she could someday fuck me, but she was doing it in a way that 
was sensitive to my feelings. Her Visa bill was getting larger every month, but I didn’t 
mind paying it. My ass training had graduated from Lisa probing me with her finger. She 
started using a dildo that was slightly larger around and longer than her finger.

 I was getting used to sucking off Luther every time he drove me back from Lisa’s. Then 
one day he had a surprise for me. When I left Lisa’s apartment and jumped into the front 
seat of Luther’s cab, I was surprised to see a black man who looked to be in his mid 
fifties sitting in the back. Luther introduced him as his Uncle Rex. He was almost as big 
as Luther and he looked just as dangerous. I didn’t say anything as Luther drove to our 
spot. Luther and Rex were silent too. When Luther turned off the motor, he told Rex that 
he’d be back in a while and got out of the car. I didn’t want to get out and have Luther 
use me while a stranger watched, but I wanted to stay in the car with Rex even less. I got 
out and looked at Luther. He was leaning on the front fender in his usual stance. He had 
already pulled down his pants and underwear. I briefly considered running for it, but 
when Luther said “Get on you knees and get to work, white cock sucker”, I walked over 
and dropped to my knees and took his soft cock into my mouth. Luther started right away 
with his usual put downs about my race, stature and how I deserved to be sucking his 
superior black cock. He let me do all the work of getting his cock hard while he leaned on 
the fender and enjoyed himself. When it had reached its massive maximum size, Luther 
changed the subject saying “When you’re done sucking me off, bitch, you are going to 
give my uncle a blow job. I told him what a good blow boy you are, so you better do a 
good job. His wife used to be a good fuck, but she got too fat for Rex to want any part of. 
I know he’s got a big load saved up for you so you better show your respect for your 
betters by swallowing every drop.” Five minutes later, Luther grabbed me by the head, 
tilted it back and while I looked him in the eyes, he dumped his load of cum into my 
mouth. After he was done, he pulled up his pants, told me to stay where I was and called 
for his uncle to join us. Rex climbed out of the car and walked around to where we were. 
He looked down at me and said “This white cock sucker ain’t any bigger than a teenage 
girl.” Luther just laughed. Then Rex said “I don’t know if I want to stick my cock in a 
hole that you just shot you load into”. Luther said the he could take it or leave it, walked 
around and got into the cab. Rex stood in front of me and pulled his pants and underwear 
down to his ankles. Then he told me that he didn’t like messing around with faggots, but 
he would have to make do with what was available. He went on to tell me I should do a 
good job to make up for all the shit that he has had to take from white crackers like me. 
In knew that there was zero chance that I was going to get out of the situation without 
sucking Rex off. His cock was soft and only a couple of inches long. I moved forward 
and took it into my mouth. I sucked for a minute of so, but nothing seemed to happen. 
Then Rex grunted “balls”. I turned my attention to his hairy black sack, licking and 
sucking his ping pong sized testicles. A few minutes later he moved me back to his cock 
that had barely started to show life. It took a good ten minutes of sucking before his cock 
was hard. His cock was barely 6 inches and pretty skinny so it wasn’t as much of a strain 
as sucking Luther’s massive prick. Rex went on and on about how I should be grateful 
that he was letting a white piece of shit like me suck his superior black cock and how I 
was a worthless white faggot. Then Rex grabbed me by the sides of my head and said 
“Let’s check out that throat, bitch”. As he tilted my head back for better access he told 
me to get my tongue out of the way. As I dropped my tongue, the head of his cock found 
my throat and entered with a   little popping feeling. As I choked and gagged, Rex gave 
my throat a good reaming. He kept telling me to relax my throat and that he knew what 
he was doing. He did seem to know how to use somebody’s throat. His timing was good. 
He would go deep and then back out long enough for me to catch a breath before 
plunging again. Rex went on and on. My knees were aching from being in cock 
worshipping position for so long and my throat was really sore. Finally Rex said “Here it 
comes, bitch” and went deep. I didn’t feel anything and he shot right down my throat. He 
quickly pulled back and spurted a few times in my mouth. He groaned “suck” to me as he 
finished emptying himself into my mouth. Even though he had shot the first squirt down 
my throat he still ejaculated enough to deposit and good sized load into my mouth. Rex 
looked down at me and said “Swallow it down and then thank me for the gift”. His cum 
tasted nasty. It was bitter and salty, but I choked it down and the said “Thank you”. Rex 
glared at me and shot back “What are you thanking me for, you white piece of shit?” I 
was really scared and quickly said “Thank you for cumming in my mouth, sir”.   Rex said 
“That’s better”, pulled up his underwear and pants and got back into the cab, while I 
wiped my mouth and got back into the front passengers seat. After Luther had backed out 
and started driving towards my workplace, he asked Rex if he had a good time. Rex said 
that my deep throating could use a little work but I was Ok for a white faggot. Luther 
laughed and asked if he wanted a black faggot the next time. Rex said he wanted a black 
whore next time. Both men laughed. Luther adjusted the mirror so the he could see Rex 
and then said “We’re square now, right”. With the mellow look of a man who just had a 
satisfying blow job on his face, Rex said “Yeah. We square”. As I sat there with the taste 
of cum in my mouth, I realized that I had just been used by Luther to pay a debt. I wasn’t 
just a faggot. I was a whore too.



Continued in Part 8

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