Prissy White Bitch
by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
I have been married for seven years to a very successful sales rep. We live
quite nicely in an exclusive part of town and money has never been a problem.
What is a problem is the lack of attention I am getting from my husband Jason.
When we first got married we had sex three times a day every day. It was great,
but it soon turned to once a day, then once a week and now it’s once a month. I
want children but for some reason we have not been able to have any and now that
sex is so infrequent, I doubt that I even stand a chance of getting pregnant.
When we first got married I worked full time and kept busy but have now fallen
into the stay at home go to the country club or shopping kind of wife. I was
bored and that is that.
One day I had lunch with my friend Sherry. She is kind of wild and although she
would never tell just anybody she often tells me of her escapades. Sherry was
telling me how she disguised her self with sunglasses and a wig and went to a
bar and got picked up. She had Done this sort of thing before and so it was no
big deal until she told me she got picked up by a black guy. You should have
seen her face light up as she started talking about him. She went on and on
about how great he was and how big he was, if you know what I mean. Sherry said
she it was so exciting that she almost turned back but got her nerve up and went
in the door to the all black bar.
She said it did make her feel more comfortable when got in there and saw three
other white women inside being friendly with the guys. I asked her if they were
hookers and she just laughed at me and said, "No way these were married women
and they were all still wearing their rings, I checked.
Because I had mine off but when I saw that they were all married and obviously
not to the hunks they were cuddling to I decided to put mine back on. I found
out that with black Guys they actually prefer to pick up married white women
over singles.
"Why is that," I asked.
Sherry said, "well I guess it’s cause they are only interested in sex and not a
relation. Black Men really like sex better than white men and let me tell you,
they are much better at it, too."
Sherry went on to tell me how strange and scary it was but at the same time how
it was the most fantastic sex she had ever had. I told her she had just lucked
out. Sherry smiled back and shook her head and said, "Luck, huh? I have tried it
with eight different black guys now and I must be the luckiest girl in the world
cause all eight fucked my brains out and all eight were better than any white
guys I have ever had."
"Eight guys?" I asked her. "Are you nuts? What are you going to do when Ted
finds out? You know he will, he always finds out sooner or later that you are
running around and you have just been lucky that each time he found out it was
already over and you were able to convince him that it was just a fling. What do
you suppose he will say if he finds out you are sleeping with black guys?"
Sherry said, "You know what? I really Don’t care. If I had to make a choice
between Ted and giving up black boyfriends, I hope I Don’t hurt Ted to bad when
I run over him on the way to my favorite black bar!"
Over the next few weeks I thought about my nutty wild girlfriend Sherry and
shook my head each time I did. I just could not imagine a white woman who had it
as good as she did even thinking about lowering her self to be seen with black
guys let alone go to bed with them.
As the weeks went on, I noticed black Men more and more often. It seemed that
every TV show had a black Man in it. I noticed that my husband was watching
black men play sports and that they way outnumbered the white men. I asked him
about it and he said that everybody knew black Men were more physical than white
men. He said that white men had the brains and black Men had the brawn.
Then I asked him if he ever heard the story about black men being, well, better
endowed than white men. Oh yes, he said that was true but that was because black
Men had been selected for breeding in the slave days and so it just carried on
that they were better equipped to breed than white people. But he said,
everybody knows it’s not the size that counts, it’s how you use it.
It made sense, what he was saying, but still the subject was on my mind. I
started doing some research and found out that black Males did indeed poses the
ability to produce offspring better than whites. Black males had sperm counts
that averaged more than twice that of whites. I also found out that black
females had twice as many children on average as white females. I also found out
that black females rarely had a problem conceiving, that it was a much lower
rate than whites.
Then I began to notice in magazines adds that showed a black Male with whites.
The black Male always had a bigger bulge than the whites did. Sherry did say
that size did count for a lot and not to believe the old tale about it’s how you
use it. She said she had believed it for a long time herself but when she tried
black that she found out it was baloney. Still I could never go to bed with a
black Man , I mean it just would not be right. I could not be the tramp that
Sherry was and sex was just not that important.
Then one day I had to go way over to the other side of town. I passed an adult
book store and as I went by my curiosity got the best of me. I turned around and
went back. I put my sunglasses on and my scarf over my head and went in. The
place was empty of people except for the clerk who was to my surprise a woman.
She was friendly and greeted me as I came in. I began to relax a bit and started
to look around. I looked over to see if she was watching me and noticed she had
gone about her business.
I was surprised at how neat and clean and well organized the place was. There
were all kinds of items in the store from clothing to books, toys and videos.
They even had a video room where a person could watch movies in private. I
looked around awhile and came across some magazines that featured men. They were
not shy at all and right on the cover was this handsome black man with the
biggest cock I had ever seen. I mean it was unreal. It was at least three times
bigger than my husband’s and the veins stuck out like ridges on it. From the
looks of it, I would say it was made of iron, it looked so stiff and hard. As I
picked up the magazine my heart began to race and I thought I might faint. I
thought about putting it back but decided to keep it.
Then I moved over to the toy section and I almost laughed. There was over two
dozen dildos of different shapes and sizes. They also did different things. Some
were plain while others vibrated or moved, they even had a few that could have
the balls filled and squeezed at the proper moment. I found one that vibrated
that was on the small side as far as what they carried but was a little bigger
than my husband. It was flesh colored and I took it to the counter. Again my
heart began to race and I almost did not carry through. The clerk came up and
rang the stuff up just like it was no big deal and I paid her the money. She
smiled at me and said thanks and hopped I would be back soon. I told her these
were for a friend. And she smiled back and told me that my friend would really
enjoy them and that maybe some time I should try some of the things out. She
said she did and found that it helped relieve a lot of tension when her husband
ignored her. I thanked her and left. Still scared but calmed down a bit now.
A I went out the door and around the corner to the parking lot there were two
black Men coming right at me. I just knew they were going to rob me cause that’s
what you hear all the time so I got real scared as they got close. They split
and walked on each side of me and I knew I was going to be killed but as they
passed they just said hello and kept going. I got to my car and got in. I could
not wait any longer and had to look at the magazine. It was in a sealed bag so I
opened it and looked inside. My goodness were there some huge black cocks. The
one on the cover was not the biggest one in the magazine. I was captivated. I
leafed through the pages and stared at the pictures. I was fascinated and said
to myself that Sherry sure was right about one thing, black cocks were bigger
and sure did look stronger too.
There were also some letters in the magazine and several were from white women.
I read them and each was similar in that each of these women had tried black
Cocks and found them better than white ones. All of the women felt they had been
neglected by their husbands and they all said that size really did make a
difference. I was fascinated but still, how could they - I mean how could they
go to bed with black guys, I mean these are the kind of people that should be
locked up in a cage or kept on a leash all they did was rob, kill, and sell
drugs. And most of the criminal activities were directed at other 'niggers' as
they called them. When I was growing up, I always heard that the KKK loved "gang
niggers" because of their tendency to kill off other 'niggers' in so many
numbers, thus accomplishing and aiding the sole purpose of the KKK.
Well, I just would never think of doing such a thing as fucking a black man for
real, but fantasizing about it was fun.
Just then I looked up and those two black men I had passed were coming towards
me. I tried to start my car and the battery just went click, click, click. Oh my
God, I surely would be killed or rapped now. My heart was pounding so fast I
nearly fainted again. Then one of them, the really black one, bent down by my
window and tapped on it and asked if I was having trouble. I was so frightened I
started to cry and shook my head yes. He asked if I had a dead battery. I could
not talk now and just shook my head yes. He told me not to worry that they had
jumper cables and if I would just pop the hood they could get me started. I just
knew it was a trick but had no choice. I figured if I cooperated they may just
only rob and rape me but I would still be alive. So I popped the hood.
The other black guy moved his car a bit and soon they were hooking up the
cables. After a few minutes they told me to try it. I did and the car started.
They closed the hood and the really black guy came over to my window and said,
"You’ll be ok now ma’am. Just Don’t turn the car off until you get home and have
your husband check out your battery." I could not believe it. They were going to
let me live.
I drove home and by the time I got home I realized I had been afraid for no
reason. I got in the house and the excitement from the day had me wound up. I
went into the bedroom and got undressed. I washed the dildo and lubricated it
well. I turned it on and started to work it against my clit. Soon it was going
in me and it felt pretty good. I pushed it in as far as it would go and then
squeezed my legs together and felt it vibrate. I got the magazine and began to
look at the pictures and read the stories. Soon I was rolling over and closing
my eyes. My fingers began to rub and squeeze my nipples, something I had never
Done before. As I laid there I soon realized that my thoughts had turned to the
two black Men in the parking lot. I found myself terribly aroused and ready to
cum. I reached down and grabbed the vibrating dildo and began to frig myself
with it. In seconds I was having an earth shattering orgasm, one better than
ever before. I also realized I was talking as I was doing this. What I was
saying shocked me. I was saying, "fuck me you black bastard, fuck me, fuck me
hard you black bastard, fuck me." My God what had come over me. I was shocked
and ashamed that I had Done and said what I had. I quickly cleaned off the dildo
and hid it and the magazine. Then I prepared dinner.
I ignored the incident for the next two days. But by the third day I found my
sexual appetite beginning to grow again. I retrieved my book and toy from hiding
and had a repeat of the session a few days before. It was very satisfying and
when I was Done I convinced my self that it was harmless and just a way to
relive my sexual tensions.
For the next week I began to increase the frequency of my play times. I had also
read the entire magazine several times now and was getting a little bored with
it. I decided to make another trip to the adult bookstore on the other side of
town. I drove over and went in. This time there were several men in the store.
This scared me, but the clerk remembered me and I felt ok. She asked if my
friend had enjoyed the gifts and I told her she did very much. She said she was
glad and told me to ask for help if I needed it. I looked around for awhile and
picked out several more magazines. This time there was one that had black Men
and white women in it. Just that one picture made me so hot I thought I would
climax right then and there.
I was walking around in a daze and was staring at the dildos. Karen, the clerk
came over and picked up a big black one that was motorized and had balls that
could be filled. The price was $89.00. She told me that this was the best one
for reliving tension. She said she had one just like it and it was great. She
said it really made her husband jealous. I asked her, "you mean your husband
knows you use one of these?"
"Sure," she said, "every time he ignores me I use it and let me tell you honey,
it stays hard until I’m Done not until he’s Done. Don’t let any man tell you
size does not count, cause I’m here to tell you it does. Look I’ll make you a
special deal on this one. I’ll take $20.00 off." I took her up on the deal but
since money was no problem for me I slapped an extra $20.00 down and told her it
was a tip for good advice.
On my way back to the car guess who I ran into. The two black guys who helped me
the week before. They recognized me and asked how I was doing. I chatted with
them for a few minutes and thanked them saying I wish I could repay them
somehow. They said there was no need but if I wanted to I could by them a cup of
coffee some day. They said they stopped by here every Friday at 3:00 on their
way home for work. I thanked them again and went on.
I raced home and tried out my new toy. God it was huge. It took a little work
but I really was quite surprised at how easily it went in. The motor caused it
to move in and out as well as vibrate. I had filled the balls with warm water.
As I looked in the magazine with the black Men and white women I was captivated.
The contrast of the Dark skin against the lily-white females was amazing. One
picture showed a huge black cock laying on a girls white breasts and it was
huge. She had a big smile on her face and I knew what she was smiling about.
Another showed a black cock that they said was 11-inches long. In the next photo
is going down a pretty white girls throat. She managed to swallow it until it
got to his balls. This magazine showed a lot of what had to be called white
sluts craving black cocks. I was hot and was soon helping the motor by wiggling
my ass and squeezing my nipples. I again heard my self begging, "Fuck me you
black bastard, fuck me." As I was about to climax I reached down and squeezed
the black balls. When I felt the spurt of hot water hit my cervix I climaxed in
gushes. I just kept cumming, in fact I came so much that it started to scare me
into thinking I would never stop!
When I did I just lay feeling my breasts and rubbing my clit. Soon I drifted off
to sleep with the huge black cock moving in and out of my body. I had intense
dreams about being with black Men and if the maid had not made a loud noise my
husband would have walked in on me and caught me in the act. As it was I barely
had time to gather the stuff and get into the master bathroom before Jason came
in. He wanted to know why I wasn’t ready and I was so engrossed in what I had
been doing that I had no idea at first of what he was talking about. He then
reminded me we were having dinner with the Smiths and Nelsons at Branigans, one
of the most exclusive restaurants in town.
I quickly got dressed in my new $900.00 dress while Jason put on his hand made
suite that cost him over $2,200.00. Maria, my maid, helped me with my jewels and
we were soon on the way to Branigans. The Valet parked the car and we went in.
The Nelsons and Smiths were already seated and having drinks. We did this sort
of thing once a month. It was more of a show off dinner but we usually had a
good time. The dinner usually ran about $90.00 per person but the new clothing
and jewelry we all bought ran well over $1500.00 per person.
Shortly after he had arrived an inter racial couple was seated a few tables
away. Ed Nelson made the remark that this place was now going to the dogs and
several of the others chimed in and said their 2 cents worth. I was staring at
the couple noticing how happy the white woman seemed and how much a perfect
gentleman the black man was. He had held his wives chair for her and was paying
attention. Suddenly I realized that all at my table were trying to include me. I
just brushed it off.
I kept steeling looks as we waited for dinner. Then I noticed the woman get up
sorta funny and head for the restrooms. It was then that I could see she was
pregnant. I excused my self and went to the ladies room. The other two women at
the table asked me if I wanted their company and I told them no, I would only be
a minute. When I went in she was fixing her makeup and I asked her when her baby
was due. She said in two weeks and was very excited about it. I asked her if it
was her first and she said it was. Then she asked me if I had any kids. I told
her know but that I wish I did. She said if you were married to my husband you
would have kids. He wants 10 and as frisky as he is I Don’t think I will get a
chance to stop before then. I asked her if ten was not a bit much. She told me
that it was the right thing to do for her husband. She said that she had dated a
lot of men before dating him and after the first night she knew he was the one
she wanted.
She said, "I lot of people think I’m terrible because I married a black man, but
let me tell you. I dated a lot of white guys before I met my husband and not a
one of them could hold a candle to him in bed and I’m not ashamed to admit it.
He can’t keep his hands off of me, I get lots of attention. I wished her luck
with her baby and went back to the table. Everybody noticed I was distracted at
the table and I just said I had a headache.
On the way home I asked Jason about us having kids. He told me to forget about
it. I told him I wanted to us to go to bed together and make love when we got
home and he told me after the football game. He fell asleep as soon as he got
into bed. I was mad. Here I was with what looked like everything from the
outside. We lived in a $300,000 home. Had two new Lincoln’s to drive. I had a
maid and wore thousand dollar dresses. But what I did not have mattered most and
that was a love life. I began going to the adult book store three times a week.
I saw the two black guys again on Friday as I came out. I started to leave and
decide the hell with it. I waited for them to come up and told them it was time
I bought them coffee.
I followed them to a little coffee shop near by and introduced my self. They
told me their names were Don and George. I found out they both worked in the
factory where my husband was a sales rep. Their shift ended at 2:00PM each day
and they drove only a few blocks away from where I lived. They were both
friendly and nice men.
Finally Don said, "Becca, when you are ready, you just let us know, just take
your time." I pretended I didn’t know what he was talking about. He came back
with, "Listen Becca, your a pretty, rich white woman on the wrong side of town
making regular trips to the adult book store. We know you have been by magazines
with black Guys and white women in them and we know you have been buying black
sex toys. We also figured out you were scared to death of us when you first saw
us and probably thought we would rob and rape you. But you kept coming back like
something inside of you said that even that would be better than how it was now,
am I right?"
He knew more about my feelings and problems than I did. I felt found out but
relieved at the same time. I started to cry and told them that my husband
ignores me and doesn’t care about me. They tried to comfort me and finally we
went outside. I got in their car in the back seat and Don sat beside me. George
drove the car away. Don held me and rubbed my back. I found my self becoming
sexually aroused and in a short time Don said, "look out the window Becca." I
did and noticed we were in the black section of town.
Don said, "just think about how many black cocks there are right here that you
could go out and enjoy and nobody but you would ever know. It was scary as hell
but very exciting as well.
Don picked up my hand and placed it on his crotch. I instantly felt his hard
cock through the fabric. I grabbed it a few times because I just could not
believe it was so big and so hard. He smiled at me and told me to take it out. I
gave him an unsure look and he said, "we can stop any time you want, but I know
what you want and what you need." I unsnapped his pants and pulled down his
zipper. I reached in and felt a hot silky black-skinned cock throbbing in my
hand. I got it all out and my mouth dropped open. It was so huge and so black.
Dons cock was much Blacker than he was but the head of it was somewhat lighter.
My mouth was still open and Don said, "Baby that black cock is long but it can’t
reach all the way up to your mouth, you got your mouth open like you think it
can, why Don’t you suck it for me?" I was shocked, I told him I had never Done
anything like that. He said that it was time that, that changed. He told me to
kiss his cock and to do it now. He didn’t say it mean but he did say it with
authority. I slowly lowered my lips to his cock and kissed it. His cock gave off
a sweet aroma that was as pleasant as it was captivating. He put his hand on my
head and told me to give his cock wet kisses, lots of them. I did as told and
noticed my heart beginning to race. I was also aware that his other hand had
moved down my back to my ass and he was squeezing it as I kissed.
After a few moments of kissing his cock he told me to lick it. I did not
hesitate very long this time and began to lick his black shaft. It tasted good
and his black skin felt silky to my tongue. I worked my may up towards his cock
head while he kept telling me I was doing a good job. As my tongue circled his
cock head he told me to take it in my mouth now. I did as he told me without
pause and began to suck on his black cock with vigor. I was now very sexually
excited. He instructed me on how to suck and pump his cock. As I did, he said,
"Yes Becca I am going to turn you into a champion black Cock sucker. I will take
you around to the black Bars and bet your mouth against the other white bitches
present. If you win I will fuck your brains out. If you loose you will have to
watch me fuck one of my other white girls brains out. You must remember Becca
that only good little white sluts are rewarded with black cock." He would talk
like this whenever we had sex from then on. I did not realize it at the time but
he was training me to obey him and as a reward he would allow me the pleasure of
a black cock.
I noticed he was rubbing me faster and harder and that his hand was firmer on my
head. Then he told me he was going to fill my mouth with his black seed and that
I was not to waist a drop of it. That I must swallow all of it. I didn’t care
what he said anymore. I was having a mind blowing experience. Soon I felt his
hot cum hit the back of my mouth. I sucked and swallowed as fast as I could. It
tasted good and not at all like I thought it would. I sucked until he stopped
me. I told him it was good but I wished he had not cum. He asked me why and I
told him I was kinda hopping to feel his black cock between a different set of
lips. He said, "Baby, you gots lots to learn abouts black cocks." He told me to
suck him again and I was amazed that he was instantly hard again. He started to
take my clothes off and I helped. Don took his massive black cock and rubbed my
clit with it until I was begging him to fuck me. His black cock was very large
but I knew from the black dildo that if I gritted my teeth and was patient, it
would fit. It felt at least a hundred times better than the dildo.
It was fantastic. Here I was ridding around in the all black part of town, stark
naked with two strange black men and one was balling me. Don was kissing me and
rubbing my breasts. My legs were up over his shoulder where any passerby could
easily see what was occurring in the back seat of this car. Don had full control
of how I moved and how deep he penetrated me. He was good. He moved slowly
allowing me to adjust to his massive black prick. He teased me by going slow and
probing with the head of his cock. He kept changing his moves and speed so I
could not get in sink and take advantage of him. He knew just how to make a
woman submit and I felt right off that this man know how to fuck women.
He kept talking to me as he worked his magic. As I got close to orgasm he
started to ask me questions. He would slow or stop until I answered him the way
he wanted. I soon gave in and told him what I he wanted to hear. He asked me if
I craved black cocks and I told him I did. He then told me not like I would
after this day was over. He asked me if I wanted to be a black cock slut and
fuck on demand. I told him I did. He asked me if I would ever run, hide or deny
a black man sex from now on, I told him no, never. He told me he did not believe
me and stopped. I was so close. It wasn’t fair, I had no choice I begged him and
he asked me if I would prove it. I told him I would. He let me have the black
cock I needed so badly and I came like never before. I was screaming with
pleasure as he fucked my brains out. Just after I came I felt his hot fertile
black seed splashing against my cervix and that made me cum more and harder.
When I had finished he kept his black love tool in me and began moving it slowly
and causing me to get highly excited real fast. I heard him tell George to go to
the warehouse. I did not know what it meant and I did not care where it was.
Don kept me primed but not on the verge of cumming as George drove. We got to
the location Don had requested and there were a lot of black guys hanging
around. He rolled down the window over my head and when the black guys came up
he said, "Hey Bro’s, we gots this real prim and proper married white woman here
who has finally admitted her need for black Meat. She wants to get all she’s
cans gets todays. Sos I’s looking fors some helps." I could not believe what I
had just heard him say. But then there was nothing I could do about it. I was so
hot and laying there stark naked with that Big black cock working me to a
frenzy. Don said, "you said you would prove it, nows your chance white girl."
They all took turns. I never did get a count but Don told me I had fourteen
black men take a turn, some of them had several turns.
They opened the door by my head and there always two at a time on me. One with
his long black dick in my mouth and the other with his Big black cock in my
dripping pussy. All I know is that I did not mind any of it. I had more sex,
better sex and was more satisfied than anytime in my life.
Several times two would stand over my face and I would lick their cocks and
stroke them one in each hand until they shot hot black cum on my face, tits, in
my hair and open mouth. My eyes were filled with their sticky black jism and I
loved it. I had truly become a black cock slut and was actually proud of it.
After awhile one of them said my cunt was so stretched that they needed a new
hole. I was turned over and my virgin ass became the newest orifice on my body
to be filled with black cum. They were gentle, none of them raped me they were
nice and were only interested in filling me with their black jism. When they
finally finished with me I Don’t think their was an inch on my white body that
did not have black sperm on it or oozing out of it. I even had it in my nose and
ears. They had wiped their sloppy cocks on my ass and legs as well as my belly.
Cum covered my tits, face and hair. I used to freak out when my husband leaked
some on my thigh and would take a bath right away to clean it off. Now look at
me, I was covered in it.
Before they all left I was introduced to each one of them. Don gave them my full
name and where I lived as well as my phone number and told them they could call
me when ever they wanted. I then knelt in front of each one and licked their
balls and cock clean finishing with a suck to drain them as a thank-you.
Don tossed me a towel when I had finished the last one and I wiped off some of
the cum from my face. We got back in the car and I leaned over and started to
suck his fantastic black cock. I told him I was grateful for all he had Done for
me. He was like a hero sharing me with his black friends so I could get what I
needed so badly. He told me he was not Done yet. I told him that I did not think
I could really take any more sex today. Don laughed and said, "No baby, not
today, you have had enough for one day. But from now on there will be some
changes. First of all your going to take some of the money your husband makes
and buy some new clothes. I want you in skirts, no more pants. I want those
skirts no more than half way to your knees. No more panty hose. It’s nylons from
now on. And heels, I want you in 4 inch spike heels. I agreed to what ever he
said, I was just so happy.
When we got back to my car I was still not dressed and had to put my clothes
back on. Cum was still seeping out of my cunt and ass. I didn’t care and just
got dressed. I got home just before my husband and took a bath. I went to bed
early and dreamed sweet dreams. The next morning Maria told me there was a call
for me and that it sounded like a black Man. I took the call and it was Leo, one
of the gangbangers from the day before. He told me, not asked me, that he would
be there in a half hour and to ready for him to fuck me. I asked him how I would
explain his presence. He said tell them your interviewing for a handy man. So I
did and Leo showed up. We went into the study and Leo was soon poking me with
his 11-inch black rod. He pumped me for quite awhile and I came several times
then he shot his hot fertile load in me.
A few hours latter, John called and said he would be over to fuck me. John
showed up and I sucked and fucked him until both of us had cum several times.
Then at 2:15 Don showed up at the door and I was happy to see him. We quickly
went to the den and Don fucked me good. He told me that the next night I was to
meet him cause he was taking me to a black club where I would be passed around
so I could show my worth as a white slut black cock sucking bitch. He told me to
make sure I was dressed properly.
I had to more visitors the next day and was really enjoying the attention and
all of the sex. Then I met Don at 8:00 as he had told me. He took me to "Wild
Willy’s" place and we went in. There were two other white women in there. We sat
at a table and soon a large black Man came over to the table and said, "Dats a
nice white Bitch yous gots there." Don smiled back and said, "Better than any
you ever had." "Hows you knows dat" came the reply. "Don smiled back and said,
"I know, I know." Then he told me to stand up. I did kinda nervous like. Next he
told me to raise my skirt so the man could see the merchandise. I did until my
panties showed. Don told me to take them off. I questioned him and he said,
"Listen Bitch, I told you to show the man the merchandise and you better get
those panties off or you’ll be wearing them in your mouth the rest of the night.
I started to shake. I reached under and took my panties off and lifted my dress
again.
Most of the others in the bar were now watching. Don told me to show the other
side. I turned and lifted revealing my lily-white ass to this stranger and most
of the others in the bar. Then Don told me to show my tits to him. I opened my
dress and took off my bra. Both my nipples were rock hard from the embarrassment
and excitement of the situation.
The stranger asked how much and Don told him the first time was a beer for him
and after that it was $5.00. I was totally shocked and my mouth flew open. Don
saw it and laughed. He said, "I was not sure you would pay more than $5.00 for
him to fuck you as you might run out of money before the night is over. I was
shocked again. I mean I am a well to do attractive white woman and I was not
about to pay any black Man to fuck me. I told Don so. He grabbed me by the hair
pulled me over his lap and spanked my bare bottom right there while every body
watched and laughed. After he spanked me for a while he told the stranger to
stick his black dick in my mouth. The stranger did just that and I soon forgot
about the pain on my ass and got into what I was being trained to do. I got
$5.00 out of my purse and handed it to the man and said, " I wanted it twice"
Everybody clapped their hands and he smiled at Don and took me out to his car.
About a half hour latter I was back with a cum filled pussy and pleasant taste
in my mouth. I was offered to 8 other black men that night and it cost me $45.00
total. We then went back to my car where I sucked him on the way and fucked him
after we got there. I thanked him for the great time.
The next day I had two more black visitors and this repeated itself for the next
week. On Friday my husband came home and told me that things were getting out of
hand. I asked him what he meant. He said that a bunch of the black guys were
talking about a white woman who would pay black Men $5.00 to fuck her. I got
scared. He said, "Can you imagine a woman so desperate that she would stoop so
low as to fuck black Men and worse yet pay them, she must be a real dog." I
asked if he knew who she was and he said no but they were passing around
pictures of her at a gang bang at some where house. You couldn’t of recognized
her even if you did know her with all the black cocks in and on her and her face
was completely covered in cum. Can you imagine such a thing?"
"Yes, I mean no I can’t." I said. God I did not know there were pictures taken
that day, maybe it wasn’t me. The next day when I met Don I asked him about the
pictures. He said yes there had been a lot taken and the guys really enjoyed it
when they showed them to my husband and he was unaware that he was looking at
his own wife. I asked what he said when he saw them.
Don said that Jason just said, "that’s great guys you get that pussy." "So
basically he told you it was ok to fuck his wife," I asked. "Yes but he did not
know it was his wife or you I mean," said Don. "Lets Fuck," I said. Don fucked
me good while I thought about the entire thing.
After we got Done I told Don I had a plan and asked if he would help me. I told
him the plan and he loved it. I gave Don a key to Jason’s car. I had the guys
tie me up in the warehouse. I was wearing a long Blond wig to cover my brown
hair. I wore a new dress. While I was waiting the guys took turns at me to pass
the time. Don arranged for two black guys to hide in Jason’s car. When Jason got
in they showed him a gun and told him to drive to the warehouse. They brought
him in and told him they needed some sex and they could fuck the girl or him. He
said, "fuck her." Then the leader told him that she was in her most fertile time
and they had no protection and if they fucked her she would most certainly get
pregnant and carry a black Baby. They told Jason that she was married to a white
guy and that may be a problem. But if they were to use him she could go free. He
again told them they should fuck her. They asked what if he was her husband
would he still say that, he said yes. They questioned him and called him a liar
and a chicken. They finely gave him a paper and pen and told him to write out
that it was ok for them to fuck this white woman and it would still be ok if it
were his mother, sister, wife or daughter. Jason wrote it out and signed it.
They then said they could rob him or he could volunteer to let him pay them to
fuck her. He asked how much and they said $5.00 a fuck. Jason said he would
gladly do that if they would then let him go.
The black men then untied me and moved me into position. They offered him the
chance to renege one more time and he did not. They started to gang bang me.
Filling my ass, cunt and mouth with cocks. After a while my wig fell off but
Jason still did recognize me. Then all of a sudden he did. By now more than 5
men had cum in my pussy, my ass and my mouth. Jason was horrified and started to
scream. The leader went over with two helpers and sat him down and told him how
it was. "We have your signed statement and the fact you are paying men to fuck
your wife. If we go to the police and tell them you will go to jail, you will
make the headlines, your wife will divorce you and you will loose everything.
So, hers how it is going to be.
You will continue to pay black men to fuck your pretty little white wife. She
likes black cock and needs to have it. Were are impregnating her right now as
you watch with very fertile black sperm. We will continue to impregnate her once
a year. She will carry and bare the black children until we are satisfied she
has enough. You will do what you are told and see that she gets all the black
cock she wants. Is that clear?" Jason shook his head and the black guy said ,
"on your knees whitey, suck my dick as proof you will obey. Jason took his
trembling hands and opened the black mans zipper and took out the massive black
cock and started to suck on it.
More pictures were taken as Jason sucked the leaders black cock and I was fucked
into pleasure once again. Jason was real quiet that night and cried several
times. They filled his pockets with pictures as a reminder. Things have changed
a lot around our home. I have tow sometimes three black lovers a day. I still go
out to bars with Don but now Jason comes along and pays the black studs $10.00
to fuck me. Sherry comes over and we share black lovers and laugh about how prim
and proper our friends think we are. We are proud to be black cock craving white
sluts and since we are both pregnant with black babies in our wombs we are soon
going to prove it. I have a nice big picture of Don over my bed and one over the
fire place. My home has lots of pictures of my lovers in the halls, library,
den, living room, and parlor. There are no pictures of white males on the walls
and those that were there have been replaced by famous black Men. Sherry and I
are initiating more and more bored married white wives to the benefits that only
a black cock can provide.
Jason is forced to watch as my lovers work me over at home. Most of the time
when we are out at a black bar he is forced to sit at the table with Don and
listen to the humiliating remarks said about his man hood or lack of. Jason no
longer sits at the head of the table. That place is saved for Don. Jason is at
the table however as a servant. He must stand and wait on Don throughout the
meal. If Don drops or throws some food on he floor Jason is expected to get down
on his hands and knees and lick it up. Don loves to see Jason humbled in such a
manner as he knows it makes me extra hot. Don keeps adding to Jason’s
subjugation and humiliation. Recently he gave Jason a photo of Don and I naked
and engaged tightly together to carry in his wallet. Then he gave him a new
emergency card already filled out. In an emergency the caller is to call Don and
under relation it says "Master and wives black lover." I have added my two cents
worth as well by making Jason wear more feminine clothing and makeup when at
home. I think it will make him more attractive to the Blacks that visit and
hopefully they will begging to treat him as a girl. I make him wear a black butt
plug in his bottom all the time now to get well stretched for his new role as a
black cock craving white slut.
All his friends and relatives know I am pregnant but they have no idea that it
was one of a hundred or more black cocks that impregnated me. I am saving that
for when they visit at the hospital or when I first come home. I can’t wait to
see the look on their face when they see that Jason’s pretty white wife has
given birth to a black child. I just know I am going to have a blast explaining
about it and I hope to convert some of my pretty prim and proper white friends.
What’s next for us? More black babies for sure. Sherry and I want to have as
many black babies as we can. We feel it’s only right to show our love for black
cocks. Teaching our husbands how to be black cock-craving white sluts so they
can suck and fuck right along with us! Jason won’t admit it yet but I see the
way he now sucks the hard black cocks that are waiting to fuck my white pussy.
He does it with care not like he did at first, just to get through it. And I
also have noticed that he is now beginning to hump the superior black dicks that
are filling his ass and unloading their black seed in it. I am increasing his
black cocks from one a week to four a week this week and it will go to seven a
week next week then fourteen a week the week after. Then I am going to shut him
off until he breaks down and begs for them. I will make him suffer for a few
days then Don can take him to the warehouse where the guys gang bang him. That
will do the trick, I am sure.
I am also increasing his feminine role as this goes on. I plan to have him very
well feminized by then so that the black studs will want to fuck him and make
him suck their cocks. I think it will be great when he is approached by a black
hunk and curtsies to him as he addresses the black Man as master and then sinks
to his knees in preparation for worshipping the supreme black Cock. I love
seeing my husband humiliated and dehumanized by these wonderful black lovers of
mine. It’s just so sexy and makes the black Man doing it a real sex object to
me. I love to be fucked and especially impregnated by black cocks but the
biggest turn on for me is being fucked by Don with his fantastic rock hard black
cock and feeling his black balls banging against me while looking over at my
sissy wimp husband dressed as a female with his red lipstick covered lips
wrapped around a thick hard black cock and a second black cock pumping his ass
full of fertile black seed, it’s just the best. What ever woman that said
diamonds are a girls best friend must have said it before she tried black cock!
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