Section A.

Interracial Bill Of Rights (As they apply to the SUPERIOR Black man.)

1. You are superior to white women and especially to white men. Knowing this should not be a license to disrespect the basic human rights of white people and you should not hold your superiority against them. They should be treated with basic human respect and dignity just as you expect to be treated, even though you are CLEARLY superior in most ways in general.

2. You have a GOD GIVEN ABSOLUTE RIGHT to fuck white people. White women were made primarily for the purpose of being the sexual plaything of the black man, and it is also your right to use white men sexually as you see fit. As human beings they have the right to say no and you should never force yourself sexually on anyone. Even though it is your right to have any kind of sex you desire with any white person so long as it is consensual you should nonetheless be grateful for their service to you and reward them with the sexual satisfaction that ONLY black men can provide them.

3. No white person has ANY right to request that you use a condom. As a black man you should ONLY use a condom if YOU choose to and ideally should never do so. If sexually transmitted disease is an issue a physician should be consulted instead of condom use. White people are your natural cum dumps and you should always be free to ejaculate freely inside any white person’s orifice.

4. You have the ABSOLUTE GOD GIVEN RIGHT to fuck ANY white man’s wife and to do so before him. Consent should be given by the woman, but if the husband takes issue with you having sex with his wife, then it is well within your rights to fuck her behind his back. Be cautious though that any man can become jealous and enraged and be dangerous so handle your clandestine affairs with married white women with extreme caution.

5. Your penis is the ultimate object of worship for the white woman. If you choose to, it should be equally worshipped by the white man. You should always give any attractive white woman the pleasure of your penis if it is possible and practical and if you desire her. Keep in mind, that ALL white women desire black penis even though some do not admit it even to themselves. You truly ARE GOD’S GIFT TO THE WHITE WOMAN! Use this power wisely.

6. Sex with white people is primarily for YOUR satisfaction. You should ALWAYS get your nut and their pleasure is completely irrelevant, BUT you ought to make every effort to please them if possible because they are deserving of a reward for pleasing you sexually.

7. It is your RIGHT to fuck white women up the ass at will, however you must have consent to do so, but her denial is no reason not to press the issue. Ideally she should respect your rightful ownership of all her orifices and submit them to you at your discretion. A white woman who refuses to take your penis up her ass is not the ideal woman, and while it is still desirable to fuck her, every effort should be made to convince her of the rightness of her submitting to anal sex with Black men. You must of course have the consent of any white man you choose to fuck, but it is your right to require him to perform any sexual act you desire as well.

8. Any and ALL white people should suck your dick at your request, although again consent is an issue. Be patient with them though and be prepared to instruct them on how to properly suck your dick to your satisfaction. Not all white people will be prepared to properly suck a Black man’s penis correctly, especially if it is excessively large. It is their duty to learn to deep throat your penis and they should be able to do it to some extent, but be tolerant and patient with them if they cannot. It is an ABSOLUTE REQUIREMENT that they swallow your cum and or allow you to cum on them in any fashion YOU choose.

9. Remember, your sexual satisfaction is the priority. Treat whites with the respect you wish to be treated with whenever possible, but remember they exist to please you sexually. Your pleasure and desires are always top priority. Superiority does not give you the right to disrespect the rights of other human beings. There is a place for us all.

These are some basic precepts for the black man. I write these with all due respect and admiration for blacks and hope you will enjoy them.

Section B.

Interracial Bill Of Rights (As they apply to the white woman)

1. Black men have the ABSOLUTE and inalienable right to have sex with you. You have the right as a human being to decline, but it is your natural duty to sexually satisfy the black man in any way possible. It is your duty to perfect the art of fellatio, and practice vaginal muscle control to please a black man's penis. It should be your PRIMARY purpose in life to sexually serve the superior Black man.

2. White men are always, ALWAYS, ALWAYS second to black men. If you happen to be in love with a white man it is still your duty to always put the sexual needs of black men first. If you marry a white man it is especially important that you make yourself sexually available to black men. You may have sex with white men, but should do so only after the black man has gone first. If it is possible, you should avoid sex with white men altogether, instead opting to give them hand jobs and at most an occasional blowjob. If a superior Black man should wish to have his dick sucked by your white husband or boyfriend or even to fuck your husband or boyfriend in the ass, you should support this and encourage the white man in question to submit completely to the desires of the Black man.

3. It is a Black man's god given right to fuck you bareback. Black men should NEVER wear a condom during sex with a white woman (or man if that be the case). When protection from STDs is an issue it is always preferable to consult a physician to using condoms. Black men should always ejaculate inside of you, and if they do not their semen is not to be wasted but should be consumed orally.

4. It is your god given DUTY to orally copulate ANY Black male who requests it at any time and any place if it is at all possible. It is also an ABSOLUTE MUST that you make every effort to swallow the ejaculate, unless he specifies that he would like to ejaculate on your body, in which case you should still lick up as much of his precious cum as you can. Oral sex is very low risk for STDs and should be practiced on black men as often as is possible.

5. If it is at all possible, no form of contraception should ever be used for sex with black men. It is a white woman’s natural duty to conceive and bear black children as often as is possible. Your children should be raised to understand the superiority of the black man.

6. When bearing and raising white children you should raise them to understand their place beneath the Black man and to understand their god given duty to sexually serve the black men. Both white daughters and sons must be properly instructed in the art of fellating Black men, when such a time is deemed to be appropriate. You daughters should be thoroughly discouraged from sexual activity with white men at all costs. White sons should be taught to accommodate a black man's penis anally if it is possible. Your children must ultimately make their own choices and should be allowed to, but the importance of sexual service to the black male can not be over emphasized.

7. You SHOULD learn to submit to anal sex with a large black penis. If done properly this is a VERY enjoyable activity for both the Black man and the white woman. Ideally a Black penis should be allowed entry to any orifice of your body at any time the Black man desires. Again I must stress that condom use is ABSOLUTELY UNACCEPTABLE! It is a white woman's greatest gift to a black man to submit to an anal fucking and a great compliment to the white woman when a Black man ejaculates inside her anus.

8. As a human being you deserve respect. You should never suffer abuse at the hands of any man or woman, even a superior Black man. You, as a white woman, were born with the primary purpose in life to be the sexual plaything of the black man, and should submit to his sexual desires at all times, but this does not include any activity that is abusive or hurtful to you.

9. As a white woman, the ONLY path to TOTAL and COMPLETE sexual satisfaction is to serve the needs of the superior Black male. Black Females must be respected as well and are also above you in the grand scheme of things and this should never be forgotten.

10. When dressing or selecting clothing the Black man's arousal is of PARAMOUNT importance! Not all women have the figure for it, but if it is at all possible you MUST wear the sexiest clothing that is possible for the situation. You ideally should keep your legs and pussy completely and cleanly shaven and should always smell good for the benefit of the Black man. ALWAYS wear high heeled shoes and bared or stocking clad legs when you can, and skirts are always preferable. Braless and or nipples prominently displayed is advisable. Body language should ALWAYS indicate your sexual availability to Black men. Panties should be avoided whenever possible and it is advisable for you to flash your tits and pussy to black men whenever you can.

11. Pornography, if you should choose to view it should ONLY depict Black males and white females having sex. White males having sex with white females on film is disgusting and should be avoided at all costs.

12. The Black man's penis is a thing to be WORSHIPPED by the white woman (and white men if the black man should desire). Treat it with the utmost care and respect, and it will treat you very well.

These are the ways in which you can be the ideal white woman. Knowing you place is key, and keeping these basic rules memorized or available to you at all times is advisable.

Section C.

The Interracial Bill Of Rights. (As they apply to the white man)

This is the TRUTH about your place in this world as a white man. Regardless about all the BULLSHIT they teach you about all men being created equally, you must learn and obey these rules if you want to be an ideal white man who knows and respects his proper place in life.

1. Black men have an absolute and inalienable right to fuck white women. This means your wife, daughter, secret lust..... ANY and ALL white women. The white woman is a human being and has the right of choice but should be taught early that it is her god given duty to satisfy black men sexually above all other things. You should teach your wife, and or daughters and even sons that they are first and foremost the sexual playthings of the black man, and have a duty to perform any and all sexual acts a black man requests of them whenever it is possible.

2. The black man has the absolute and inalienable right to fuck YOU the white man, any time and way that he chooses. Of course not all black men will desire this and you should never risk offending him by offering. You as a white man must perfect the art of sucking cock, deepthroating, and pleasuring a black man's penis with your ass. "No" is not a word you should EVER use regarding a black man's request for sex, and you must perform any act he requires of you regardless of how you feel about it personally.

3. A black man's seed is NEVER to be wasted. If a black man cums it should be inside of white people’s orifices. In a white vagina, anus or mouth, and the semen should remain there or be swallowed as is the case. If any spills it should be licked up and if the black man decides to cum on any part of a white person’s anatomy the semen should ultimately be eaten by the white person.

4. As a white man, when you marry a white woman it is your god given duty to work to make her available to black men for sex. Black men ALWAYS have priority sexually and are ALWAYS the alpha male. You should discourage your wife from sex with white men, including yourself. If you have sex at all with your wife it should be limited to hand jobs, unless SHE insists otherwise, and then sex should be ONLY with the full permission of her black lover(s), and ONLY after they have had her first. As you are still a man with male desires it is understandable that it may be difficult to comply with this rule if there is any way around it, but a diligent effort must be made. If it is possible the white man should ideally learn to derive his sexual satisfaction solely from watching black men indulge their wives, girlfriends or daughters, and or, by sucking black men’s dicks and being fucked in their asses by black men.

5. ALL human beings deserve respect and while white men must accept that they are inferior to black men they should not be expected to allow themselves to be actually abused by anyone.

6. Pornography depicting acts of sex and love between black men and white women and black men and white men are the proper fare for masturbation for the white man. Pornography depicting white men fucking white women is ugly, perverse, profane and should NEVER be possessed or viewed by white men or women. Such material should be destroyed.

7. The black penis is to be worshipped above all things. It is the most revered object of humankind and should be treated as such. It is the very image of perfection. Dildos and likenesses of penises should always be black, and represent the black male’s superior genitalia.

8. Most important to the white man is that you have NO sexual rights whatsoever except when granted by a black male and secondarily by a white female. You should always keep your filthy little white pee pee hidden from view unless requested to do otherwise by a black man or white woman. In an ideal world your only real purposes in life are to support the Black lovers and your white women and daughters, serve as a "bitchboy" to suck and be fucked by black men when it amuses them to do so, and produce white daughters for the black man's pleasure.

There are many more things that could be said on the subject, but these are some basic simple rules for the white man to live by. Keep a copy of these in your wallet or on your person at all times and obey them to the fullest of your ability.

As luck would have it I got a new black boss who was transferred from Atlanta. He stayed here during the week and every week he went back for a weekend. Well wifey met him picking me up from work and could not stop talking about him. Marc was tall, well built and had a shaved head. We invited him over for Monday night football. After a couple of weeks she said she would like to try him out, they had flirted a lot and they were always playful. She always made sure to look her best when he came by.

So finally we both got the courage to try it. Wifey had bought a brazilian style string bikini, strings type for both the top and bottom. Marc comes over and after dinner and a few drinks and around halftime, Wifey comes down stairs. Wow was she hot, dressed to thrill in bikini and high heels. She paraded around and asked Marc what he thought of it and he said delicious with a devlish grin and I went behind her and pulled her string to reveal her top and her luscious tits fell out and when I did she smiled.

I told Marc to go ahead touch them and he did, nervous at first and she got excited right away. Then I said what about the bottoms, do you like them and with another pull she was naked with her pretty shaved pussy. He said wow and I said you want to watch the game or make the game. He smiled. She reached out for him and within seconds they were kissing and he was all hands all over her.

After a few minutes she undid his pants to reveal what wifey wanted, a nice large fat black uncircumcised dick and she went to town. Her favorite thing to get a man going is a blowjob and she is good. After about two mins he is rock hard and she sits on his waiting black cock. She came in just a few minutes, he was close so she said I want more and with that she got off and finished him in her pretty mouth swallowing all his cum. They then took a slight break, not leaving each other and after a beer they went back at it for another 2 loads worth from him.

He was worn out and said he needed to go to his apartment. He left. I took her up to our bed and ate her creamy wet pussy filled with his cum, her cum and then I fucked her wet pussy and came like gangbusters and she did also.

She fucked him for almost a year until his family moved up here also.

A nice bonus, he gave me some choice assignments as his way of thanking me for sharing my wife with him. Neither of us ever actually spoke about it. He did get transferred again. About a year later we went to a party and all the wives talked about how hot he was. My wife just gave me an impish grin. She had taken several loads from him almost every week for nearly a year and no one else knew. HHis wife was hot als, wished they had been swingers, but alas no.

Husband of Hot to Trot.

What he'd got between his legs was what I had dreamt of for so long: Ten inches long and two inches wide with the most beautiful colour. It was even more dark skinned than his body. I was thrilled because it wasn't hard yet and I have never before had so huge a dick inside my pussy. This worried me too, my pussy has allways been very tight, so I was frightened for Tom's approaching penetration could cause a lot of pain, and I have never been good to adapt to physical pain. So I told him what I was worried about.

He smiled at me and told me to just lay down on my back on the bed and just relax and enjoy. If he couldn't get my pussy adjusted to a huge black dick, no-one could, and in one hours time I would be able to handle his dick in my pussy without any pain. Instead I would feel pure joy and pleasure by feeling him stretching my pussy to its outer limits. It will fit like a hand into a glove. Just lay back and watch what we'll do together from now on in the mirrors.

We laid on the bed naked close to each other kissing passionate. He told me to work on his dick with my hands so I could get familiar with it. At the same time he worked at my pussy and clitoris slow and carefull. My goodness how I enjoyed this situation, and how different it was from my life some years ago, when I didn't enjoyed sex at all. At that time sex was a married woman's duty to her husband. Sounds old fashioned but anyway it was I was brought up with. When my mom once heard about my sexual experience with 5 guys at the same time as I was a teenager, she managed to give me a lot of neuroses which I haven't been able to handle since Eric implemented his plan for my black experience.

In the mirrors I watched his black dick growing bigger and it was now able to stand up right by itself. Then Tom altered his strategy. He went down to the floor in front of the bed and he pulled me nearer to him. He placed one pillow under my bum and two more pillows below my head. As he told me to relax and enjoy, he spread my legs wide apart so my pussy was fully exposed. Then he started to lick my clitoris with his tongue. This situation was unique for me, seldom have I tried this before, only a few time with my husband and at these situations we both were too drunk to feel anything special. With my head lying high on the pillows I was able to watch Tom's work with his skilled tounge. "Ohh Tom, why haven't I known you all my life, it feels so good," I thought. I wasn't able to control myself, so I started to press my clitoris against his tongue and circulate my hips a bit.

"Connie, you're a hot woman, this is the right attitude you show me." After he told me this, he put two fingers up into my pussy and fingerfucked me. First gently but then with more speed, then his tongue again on my clit. Then he tried to get three fingers inside. It started to get a bit painful and as he heard me start to whimp about it he ignored it for about 30 seconds, then he withdrew his three fingers and continued with two. The next 10 minutes went on that way: Licking my clit and fingerfucking. After these ten minutes it became more and more pleasant for me to get fingerfucked by three of his fingers instead of two.

"Now Connie, your pussy is well prepared to welcome my dick." He got up on his feet, and I saw him standing in front of me working his dick with his right hand. What a sight, Eric's pictures couldn't have excited me more. His penis was full erected now and as Tom spread my legs wide apart with his hands, his dick was directed towards my pussy. In the mirror in front of me, I saw my pussy fully exposed and the back of Tom with this huge dick pointing right ahead my cunt. At the two side mirrors I saw this black man with his big weapon in his left hand coming closer and closer. It was even better than plain pornography, it was pornography live, the real and pure thing.

Then I felt it. His massive dickhead squeezed itself in behind my pussylips and slowly being pressed up into my vagina. The front mirror showed me how my pussylips were streched wide apart. It was so incredibly to experience, because I felt it happen at the same time. Then he was out of me again. He already started to tease me. "Are you ready to take more of it and not flinch so much about the pain? You know that it will be good for you." he asked. I nodded my head and whispered a timid "yes". Gradually he went deeper and deeper, every time he took another inch inside, he withdrew after a while until I have adjusted to the streching of my pussy. After 15 minutes this way he finally was inside with all of his dick. It fit like a hand in a glove and how impaled I felt by this iron hard black dick, which has streched my pussy and the lips around it too.

Then he started to pump his dick fast in and out all the 10 inches he's got. Pain first and then pleasure exploded from my exposed pussy area out into my whole body and further up into my brain. I felt I went pure crazy. He took a firm hold on my thighs drew me closer to him and started to fuck me wild for another 5 minutes, then he went up into the bed and laid down between my legs still fucking me, but now with his body in close contact to mine and in a much slower rhythm. Naturally I placed my legs around his back so I was well exposed for his dick to penetrate me deep and full.

After this very joyfull moment, he went on slamming it fast into my pussy and up in my belly with all his weight behind and I felt how I got nailed again and splitted apart by his powerfull black tool. For nearly another half hour it went on and on that way in changing positions, so he sometimes could relax and recover while he let me do the work. When I rode him, I heard Tom tell me to do it slow and nasty so we had got time to look in the mirrors. And a nasty sight it was: I saw how my pussy gradually swallow his dick down to his balls now doing it without any problem. What a sight it was as the head of his dick came out just to be eaten again by my pussylips, which took a firm grip around it. I loved this sight and the feeling from his dick filling and streching me to my pussy's extreme limits. Then again Tom started to fuck me wild and fast. From that moment I was no longer myself and I felt how a strong force from deep inside of my mind guided my feelings and behavoir. It was pure lust and the hunger for more, which controlled me now, and I started to cry out loud when orgasms shoke my body and got planted in my brain.

A little while later Tom told me to speak out how I felt, so he could hear in words how much I enjoyed it, how much I appreciated his dick and how much I liked to watch the nasty looks in the mirrors. I heard myself confirm all of his questions and in my mind I hoped he just would go on fucking me as he did.

He told me to go lay down on my elbows and knees so he could take me from behind. I remember these next 10 minutes as something quite special because in this position it was easy for Tom to give me full penetration and I felt how his balls hit my clitoris every time he hit the bottom. I also noticed our performance in the mirrors and the message from here got planted in my mind: A white woman as a subject to a black man's raw sexual power and control. As this relationship got planted in my brain, I finally got sure that sex with a black man was something unique and totally different from having sex with my white husband. The logic of black experience was for me to submit to this black man and to know he could give me infinite measures of pleasure if I just did what I was told, and Tom knew at this moment too that he finally had got me on the hook.

He withdrew his dick and exploded his cum out on my whole body. "Connie, you have become a hot woman now, and you will soon be ready for more black dick as your condition improves. Your pussy will be rather sore now, I'll think, but it will learn to handle it as your training continues the following days. One thing you shall learn from what we have done this evening is that I don't want to load my cum in your pussy, because it's not a nice thing to fuck a creamy pussy and from now on I will do it several times during your training sessions. I don't want to use a condom as well, so what shall we do about this little problem?" he asked me this with a smile and a glimpse in his eyes.

"I don't know," I said defensively, but instinctly I knew what had to come, and I knew too that I allready had surrendered myself to him. In this moment he could ask me about nearly everything and I would do it. "Have you got any suggestions? I am open minded and I like you a lot, you know I do that. I want to please you, and that beautiful huge dick you've got deserves to be pleased as best as it can."

He bent over me, kissed me and whispered in my ear how a lovely and beautiful woman I was, so now we should clean ourselves and then I should prepare myself to serve his dick with my mouth, so it could be as sore as my pussy tonight. He also mentioned that I very soon had to show Eric something, so he could be proud of his new nasty and black cock loving wife.

My husband, I've forgotten him completely. Tom has got a very good point there when he mentioned him. It was Eric, who has manipulated me all the way into this. Why should I feel any guilt at all doing what I've done? And another quistion got formed in my mind: If he wanted to see me act like a slut for black dick, then I would give him this opportunity, and I would enjoy to do it. How much would he be able to handle? We had discussed this quistion before, but now I felt it was my turn to take an initiative or two.

In the shower I washed and nursed his dick carefully. I realised what a magnificent playtool it was for me. The form, the size, the consistency and how elastic it was. It deserved something special treatment and I became eager to get the experience about how it would be to have it in my mouth. I discovered that I wasn't so shy any longer and I even started to tell Tom that I couldn't wait for my next training lesson: To please his wonderful dick with my lips and mouth and how curious I was to experience the feeling of his cum in my mouth and how it tasted.

We have been married 5-years now and the entire time I've known her she has never let on that she has fantasies of black men. Well I found out by accident about 2-months ago. She was laid-off from a very good job she worked at for about 2-years, her company just went out of business. She tried to find another job and just couldn't. She came to me one day and asked if I would mind if she did a home business as a masseur. All she needed was a massage table and some supplies. I agreed and she set up her business in our basement. She advertised and sure enough about a month later she had enough clients to make tons of cash. I told her the only thing I felt concerned about was her safety. She assured me all her clients were business people and she would be ok.

After a few weeks I was still concerned so I bought a couple camcorders and arranged them in positions facing the massage table and concealed them in her plant hangers so her clients would not feel uneasy. I did this while she wasn't home so she wouldn't feel I was spying on her. I was going to tell her that night about the camcorders but when I got home from work she wasn't home just a note saying she went shopping and would be back about 7. So I got the tape from the cams and wanted to watch to see how her day went. Well the first couple hours went fine. She did one guy that I could tell had a hard on but nothing happened. It sort of turned me on, the idea she was massaging these men.

Well about a half hour later the film showed 2- black men come in. She acted as though she knew them well enough. I found out later they were x- coworkers. She started to massage one of them and I watched the other guy sitting behind my wife rub his crotch. You see my wife was only wearing a tube top and a towel around her body, this was something I didn't know about. The guy could actually see her ass from behind and the other guy on the table had a tremendous hard on which my wife commented how it looks like he was enjoying his massage.

Then something happened that I did not expect, my wife reached under his towel and started stroking his dick. Next she took off his towel and said let me massage it with my mouth and began to suck on his dick. This is something she has done very little to me and she never gets me off this way, she doesn't want to get cum in her mouth she tells me. But she was sucking so hard on this guy's dick it only took about 2-minutes and he was cumming down her throat.

By this time the other guy had disrobed and pick my wife up and put her on the table face down and said its your turn to get a massage and tore off her towel and tube top. He got on the table behind her and aimed his dick, which looked about 12" long, in my wife's sweet pussy. With a hard thrust he jammed it in her and as soon as it went in all the way she had a massive orgasm, one that I had never seen her have before with me.

They fucked her for about an hour, paid her 200.00 and left and said see you next week babe. She also said see you soon.

To make a long story short I never told her about the camcorders and I watch her as often as possible and found out about other black guys she is fucking. I'm not at all jealous, in fact I jerk off while watching her. She never does the white guys, only blacks!!!!!!!!!!

I was faithful to him and I had never refused him anything in bed. I was always a willing partner. I enjoyed sex as much as he did and I always gave him what he wanted in bed. I gave him oral sex, anal sex, fantasy sex and even let him "rape" me sometimes. I thought our sex life was terrific and I couldn't understand why he thought we needed to include others in that.

He said he wanted to share me with other men...that he wanted me to have the thrills and pleasures other men could provide...the variety and passion that he thought I deserved. I told him that I was perfectly satisfied with the thrills and pleasures he provided...that I really didn't need other men. But, he insisted, saying he knew I didn't need anything more but he wanted more for me. He said he loved me so much that he wanted me to have it all.

Although I still suspected it was him who wanted more, and him who wasn't satisfied with what we already had, I finally agreed to at least talk about it. I decided to at least listen to his proposals, fantasies and ideas about including "others" in our sexual relationship, wanting to know exactly what he had in mind. I admitted that I too had fantasies and even acknowledged that the thought of having sex with other men did excite me, just as the thought of other women was exciting to him. But, I didn't promise anything or commit myself in any way. I only agreed to talk about it.

The more we talked about it, the more excited and animated he became, often becoming so aroused that he wanted to have sex and fantasize as we talked. The mere thought of me having sex with another man made him hard as a rock and talking about it only fueled the fire.

I might have been able to weather the storm of his constant badgering had he not revealed his unfathomable desire to see me screw a blackman. By so doing, he inadvertently, opened the door to a secret fantasy of my own...a fantasy I had entertained since high school. I had never confided in my husband or anyone else about my fantasy because interacial taboos (and the uncertainty of other people's feelings about it) kept me quiet.

But, the moment my husband Brain suggested watching me do it with a blackman, the long suppressed cravings within me surfaced without warning, flooding my crotch with moisture and my mind with memories.

Somehow sensing my more than casual response to his interracial innuendos, my husband became animated and very excited. He started talking about big, black cocks and how much black guys wanted to do it with white women, and how sexy he thought I would look with a big dicked blackman between my legs. His references to well hung blackmen created erotic images on the backside of my mind...images I hadn't visited since high school...images of myself at 16, in the backseat of Jerome's car, cumming like crazy as he pounded his thick black cock into my adolescent vagina. Compared to my first sexual experience, a painful and awkward attempt with my cousin Billy, Jerome was heavenly. I discovered orgasms in that backseat and thinking about it made me so wet my dear husband noticed and got so aroused that he fucked me on the spot. He fucked me like he had fucked me on our honeymoon, talking all the while about me sucking and fucking big dicked black studs with him watching and cheering us on. After that, there was no stopping him... or me.

The first time we went to a motel to meet a black guy (a stranger we only knew from the web), I was nervous and uncertain. Thoughts of Jerome and my 1st real orgasm had me sexually prepared, even excited, but the thought of Brian being there, watching everything, had me on pins and needles. I was so flustered, I almost ran off down the hall when Brain knocked on that motel room door. But, I didn't run away. I went inside. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Charles was adorable. About 5'11" 170 lbs and cute as a button. He actually reminded me of Jerome. He was athletic looking and cocky like Jerome. And the way he looked at me as we entered his room made my knees weak. He looked at me like he was already doing it to me. He was even impatient, like Jerome.

When my husband suggested we all play a "strip-the-wife" icebreaker game, Charles said he'd rather we all played the "what-we've-been-thinking-about-so-long" game. Then he pulled me against him, cupping and fondling the cheeks of butt as he kissed me passionately. I was flabbergasted as he pressed his thick hardness against me and started lifting up my short skirt. Brian was watching, unperturbed, rubbing his groin and snapping pictures as young Charles slipped his hands underneath my skirt and touched the gushing wetness between my legs.

With the haste and enthusiasm only the young possess, he was all over me, pushing me back toward the motel bed, stripping off my top and pawing at my heaving breasts as we went. When the back of my knees hit the mattress, I fell backward onto the bed, my legs flying. He was between my legs immediately, unzipping his pants and pulling at the crotch of my panties as he hauled out his rigid cock. It was as black as I was white and BIG, like Jerome's. I wanted it as soon as I saw it.

"Fuck'er! Fuck'er good!" my fully engaged and totally delighted husband urged, masturbating as he watched Charles position himself between my legs. I held my breath, on the verge of orgasm, anticipating a rapid, penetrating thrust as he entered me, but, like Jerome, he wanted to watch himself disappear inside me, slowly. I was frantic for release and his inch by inch penetration was maddening.

When our pelvic bones touched and I felt his wirey pubic hair pressing against mine, it was all inside me and I exploded like a bitch dog in heat. As gratifying and memorable as my 1st orgasm with Jerome was, the orgasm I had with Charles was unbelievable. That whole night was unbelievable!

I know he was just a young pussyhound who will be (and probably is) sticking it to some other white woman right now, but on that night in that place, Charles only had eyes for me. I had so may orgasms it embarassed me. What with Brain watching and all, I feared he might turn on me about how willing and responsive I was. But, I needn't have worried about him. If anything, he got off more than I did. And, for some reason, seeing my own husband masturbating with excitement as a strange blackman screwed me right in front of him made any willingness or co-operation on my part seem trival in comparision. Even afterward, when I wrestled with my own feelings and desires about what we'd done, all Brian talked about was how sexy I looked, how much he liked it, how gratifying it was, and how much he wanted to see it again. A couple weeks later when we did do it again, I found it just as gratifying and satisfying with that guy as it had been with Charles.

All I'm saying is interracial 3ways may not be the sexual pinnacle for every white couple out there, but its certainly worth checking out. I never imagined in the beginning that it would become the cornerstone of my and Brian's sex life but it has! He loves it! We're like newlyweds again...When we're not actually doing it, we thinking about it or planning to do it.

I enjoy rubbing Brian's nose in it as much as he enjoys watching me give it up. I even tease him about how small his is and how much better those big, black ones are.

Married white women having sex with black strangers in front of their white husband's watchful eyes may be 'shameful' and 'whorish' and all the other negative labels attached to it, but sex has never been fresher, more exciting, or near as gratifying as it is now that we're swinging. I'm one married white woman who is delighted that her husband likes to watch... delighted that so many horny young blackmen are finding the security and comfort in my arms that I find in theirs.

One summer day I was tanning by the pool, missing my husband, feeling a bit needy if you know what I mean when our pool service stopped by. The owner is an older gentleman who never seems to pay any attention to me, even when I am sunbathing. This time was a little different. Thomas was going to be taking over our account full time. Thomas was a gorgeous 6'2 black man. Unlike the owner he spent extra time cleaning the pool while I was sunbathing. I knew he was watching me not that I would blame him. I believe I am pretty attractive. I am 5'5", 120#, dirty blonde hair and a nice figure (34C-24-35). As usual I was sunbathing in a string bikini to maximize my tan. As he watched and cleaned I did my best to tease a bit, pretending to be asleep some, letting my legs part when he was near my feet; not of course intending anything but a tease. I guess what I didn't realize is I was teasing myself as much as him; I loved the feeling of him looking at me.

After a bit, he excused himself for interrupting me and told me I should roll over so I wouldn't burn. I did just that, rolling over onto my stomach. I was a bit surprised when he asked if I needed lotion put on since I had just rolled over and hesitated at first. But, again being a little flirt that I am, I thought "what the hell, it's innocent and will be fun". I guess I knew he was just using it as an excuse to get his hands on me and maybe get a little feel. But, it's all part of flirting, isn't it? He put the lotion in his hands first, warming it a little, which I have to admit is very considerate. As he started to put lotion on, first my shoulders I had him stop while I reached back and untied my top. He continued rubbing the lotion on my back; I felt his hands stray just a little brushing the sides of my breasts slightly before continuing. He then started my legs, feet first and working his way up. I made no effort to stop him when he got to my butt. I had been enjoying his touch so much I was sort of lost in the feeling.

I know I was very aroused and am not sure I could have stopped anything that was about to happen. He rubbed lotion all the way up to my butt then allowed his hands to continue a little more north, rubbing my butt cheeks themselves. He was rubbing first on top of my suit then he slid a hand under the suit to my bare butt; I think I must have moaned, he had really nice hands, and spread my legs a little more. He dared and I let him run his hand across my pussy briefly at first and then returning. I knew as well as he did that I was wet. I spread my legs even further when his hand returned, allowing him to slip a finger into me. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but wasn't about to stop. He rubbed my sex like that for a few minutes before stopping to remove my bottoms. I took the opportunity to roll over exposing my whole nakedness to him. From his smile I think he liked what he was seeing. He got back down between my legs and started to go down on me, which I really love, eating me with little licks and gentle bites, driving me wild. In just moments he had me coming on his tongue and his finger, which he really seemed to like. After I came he made me first lick his finger then kissed me as he took off his shorts. Standing before me I started to suck his now hardening cock.

I had never seen a black cock before and was more than a little fascinated. He was a little longer than my husband and definitely thicker. He smelled mustier than my husband and I began to feel much more animal than before. I loved getting him hard and sucking on his balls. I would have finished him but he stopped me. He told me he wanted to be in me and I nodded. He moved the mat from one of the lounges to the ground and made me lay down. He got down between my knees and started to rub his hard cock on my sex. He asked me if I was ready and if I wanted it. I told him to fuck me good and proper. He slid into me slowly. I think the eroticism of the situation must have made me easy, I came almost immediately. He got it al into me without any trouble; I was really wet, and started to fuck in and out of me. I was meeting his every stroke the best I could, coming every few minutes. Finally, I could feel him tense and knew what was to come. He told me "here it comes baby" and I pushed back at him to take him fully as he shot into me. I could feel his warmth spread into me and came again from the feeling. He stayed in me a few more minutes while we cuddled.

When he got off me he apologized that he had to go and asked if he could come back another time. You know what my answer was…

It's hard to remember what exactly happened because I was so dazed, nervous and a bit drunk too, but looking in the rear mirror, this first meeting with Tom was the most mind blowing thing that ever had happened to me. Although what happened later in July was as mind blowing as well.

As we entered the hall we saw Anna Elisabeth standing together with a well dressed black man, the same hight as Eric. As they saw us, he immediately went heading for me, took my hand then hugged me, looked me straight into my eyes and told me how much he has been waiting to meet me, and how beautiful I was looking. I didn't new what to say, so it was just a "hello" and a shy smile. He then greeted Eric in the same charming way and with a kind of respect, which told me that this man had manners and has got a fine social character too.

Tom placed his right arm around my shoulder and guided me towards the bar as it was the most natural thing for him to do. I didn't resist at all, and. I think it was at that moment I decided to keep quiet and just do what I was told, I instinctively liked the guy and it was okay for me that I showed him some of my submissive character trait. We found a table wher we could sit rather unobserved all four of us.

We didn't used much time for small talking. Soon the talk was about how neurotic people could be, if their sexual needs were unfulfilled. Anna Elisabeth suggested with a laugh that like using doctors for your body and your mind, all white women should use black men for their sexual education. The world would be a much better place, because there would be much lesser aggressions amongst people. She looked at me with a big smile and warm glimpses in her eyes. In my dazed state of mind I agreed to that, and then as a signal, I felt Tom's hand on my left knee and thigh. As I looked down, I realisedfor the first time how beautiful a colour this man had. His hand so dark brown. My look went further up his arm up to his face, the same fashionating colour again. I moved a bit closer to him as his touch and fondling on my tigh was intensified. Then Anna Elisabeth asked Eric to go with her to the bar to by some more drinks. She knew what timing was about.

"Connie, behind your innocent look and behavoir, Anna Elisabeth and Eric say you're a rather hot woman," I heard him say. "I hope you feel you can trust me that I won't do you any harm and you'll tell me when things I do to you are not okay." He moved his hand up under my skirt and gently touched the area around my pussy. "Shall we go on from here? You know that I want to fuck you, and I want to do it soon up in your room at this hotel."

While I felt one of his fingers tough and circulate around my clitoris I looked into his powerful and nice eyes. He was direct, but not vulgar in his speech. It was not the common kind of flirt I've heard in my younger days when men tried to impress me. He offered me sex, the nasty version of it, and if I was ready I could get a lot of it from him.

And ít was okay I wanted to let it happen. "Oh yes, Tom, I have waited so long for this. I'll tell Eric when he comes back that you and I will take the drinks up to our room." Then he kissed me, and I shall never forget how I felt when his lips for the first time got in touch with my own lips and his skilled tounge slowly went into my mouth and started to play. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it because at the same moment I felt a prelude to an orgasm arrive from my clitoris. Black magic was exactly what a situation like this was about.

"Connie I want you to feel what I've got for you between my legs. Put your hand on my dick and whisper in my ear what you want from me." I thinkthat in a short moment I became two persons at the same time. The old me asked what the hell was going on here. As soon as Eric was away for a little while I'm locked in an embrace with a stranger, I just met half an hour ago, and the new me who was eager to learn everything about this man, and eager to submit to him too. But that was only for a short moment, for old me faded away and the happy new me told Tom that she was so ready to let his stick enter into my pussy. I enjoyed the situation, how this black man took control over me as I felt his dick big and hard in my hand. We kissed again, and then he withdrew his hand from my leg and pussy and started to talk normally with me about his work and his hobbies while he let me have my hand and fingers around something rather hard and huge. "Just go on Connie, it feels good for both of us and I'm beginning to think that you have the talent to become a hot and nasty woman. I'm honoured that you'll let me be the person who shall introduce you to the black experience."

As Eric and Anna Elisabeth returned they asked if we should go out and get something to eat, the clock was 7 pm, and if there should be time to fun afterwards it had to be dinner soon. "I think your dear wife has got other plans," Tom told Eric, "and I hope it's okay with you that you'll have to eat you dinner meal only with Anna Elisabeth." And he looked at me with a smile, wanting me to tell the rest.

"Eric, I have been with Tom for half an hour, and I'll tell you, it's time now. I can't wait any longer. He and I will go up to our room and I want you to let me be alone with him this time. Can you accept that?" I could see many thoughts were running through his mind at that very second. What he has started and built up for nearly a half year had finally come to and end. The next chapter in our black experience story should start now. It was no longer fantasy, but the real thing has come up. Tom has started to hug me with his left arm. Eric also saw me place on of mind hands of his breast and caress it.

"Things have started to develop very fast," he said, "but of course you have my permission. Take good care of her, Tom, I want so much that it shall be a good experience for Connie."

"Eric, we'll always be pals after this, don't forget that, and I think you'll benefit a lot from this too", Tom got up from his chair and embraced my husband and they shook hands. Then Tom took my hand and after I kissed my husband goodbye, he went away with me.

The time in the elevator on our way up to third floor was special. We were alone together and didn't say anything to each other. In stead Tom put one of his hands on my bum and pressed it with passion. As we walk towards number 311 he didn't remove his hand and I put my arm around his waist. We were walking like a very hot and passionate pair, and if any people should see us, they would not be in any doubt what we were going to do inside our room.

Inside 311 we sood on the floor and looked at each other. Tom took my hand and together we looked at our mirror images. Then he embraced me with his arms around my waist and I felt his body close to mine, again we watched in the mirrors. "You like what you see, Connie? Your body in close contact with your first black man. I do like it, you're a beautiful woman. When you're ready we'll take our clothes off, then we can enjoy the full effect of our contrast in skin colour. And then we can study our bodies mutual benefits. I like a white woman's tits, specially big ones like yours I think."

For a while I looked at us in the mirrors, then the kissing started, what an overwhelming feeling it was to see it in the mirror. Tom's one hand placed in the back of my neck and the other one moved from my waist and down to my pussy. He could feel tensions grow in my body, so he started to massage my shoulders from behind. After a while it helped and I started to moan, then he put his black hands on my breast from behind. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. Soon after I felt his fingers unbutton first my blouse and then my bra.

The sight in the mirrors was overwhelming and joyfull as he got his shirt off too. We were everywhere in the room because of the three mirrors. I could see us both from behind and in front. He massaged me a bit more and then he squeezeed my breasts from behind as he kissed my neck and my ears. One minute later I saw two completely naked persons in the mirrors. A dark skinned man and a pale white woman who was me.

When it finally happened, I was a little disappointed. Not for myself. I got off as often as Calvin did and I know I liked watching him fuck her as much as he liked doing it. I was disappointed at how hesitant and reserved Becky was. She was very acommodating and submissive, and she even climaxed when he shot off inside her, but something was wrong. She was putting out but she wasn't fucking, if you know what I mean.

She was still holding back and avoiding involvement the 2nd time and the third time we entertained black guys. But with me shooting off on the side lines and re-assuring her that I loved watching her with blackmen 24 hrs a day, she finally started to relax. She actually started to climax when we had sex and all I taked about was how sexy and hot she looked doing it with black guys. And by the 4th time we did it, she was doing it with him as energetically as she does it with me.

When I told her afterward how much sexier she was when she liked it, she told me she just had to be sure I really and truly wanted us to have sex that way...with strange black guys screwing her right in front of me. She had to be sure I really wanted it myself before she could allow herself to want it with me. Then, she giggled and said now that she was sure about my feelings and didn't have to worry about how I would react, she wondered if it would be alright to invite Calvin back a second time. I didn't even ask her why, I just slipped my very hard cock in her already wet pussy hole and fucked the shit out of her as visions of Calvin's big black dick danced in both of our heads.

Fortunately, I still had Calvin's number and he was delighted when I called. He said he'd been thinking about us and that he was looking forward to seeing my wife. When I suggested Friday night, he said he was hard already. I laughed and told him I was already hard, too. In fact, the thought of Becky wanting to fuck him again had made me more or less constantly hard ever since she said it. I felt like my fantasies were coming true. More than anything, I had wanted Becky to want it with me, and I knew by her reluctance to talk about Calvin before Friday came that she wanted him as much as I wanted to see her with him. I was already cumming in my pants when he knocked at the door.

Any lingering doubts I may have had about my wife's desire for sex with others disappeared as soon as Calvin walked into the house. Becky melted into his arms and gave him a long, mesmerizing open mouthed tongue kiss that lasted several minutes. His hands were all over her ass as he pushed his obvious erection against her repeatedly. It was like he was fucking her thru their clothes. By the time the kiss ended, Becky's skirt was up around her waist and Calvin had both his black hands inside the legbands of her panties, cupping and squeezing the creamy, white cheeks of her ass.

Then without any chit-chat or foreplay...he unzipped his pants and hauled out that long, black dick of his. As he pushed Becky down on the sofa, he told us he'd been thinking about it so much all week that he just had to have it. Then, taking our silence for permission, Calvin parted my wife's legs and pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, exposing her pussy. "now I'm gonna fuck you like I wanted to fuck you the first time I was here", he told her as he aimed his thick cock at her pussy and slowly pushed it in.

The look on my wife's face and the way she got off as buried all nine inches of his stiff black dick into the depths of her spasming pussy was so arrousing to see, I started masturbating before he even got it all in. When their pubic hair meshed, he held his thick cock all the way inside her, wothout moving it, until Becky stopped cumming. When she finally relaxed under him, her skin was so white, she was glowing. She hugged him with her thighs and sighed with contentment as she slowly opened her sexy green eyes. She looked up at Calvin between her legs. "This is going to be good, huh?" she asked, smiling as Calvin started to fuck her pussy in and out with short, nudging strokes. "It's already good!" he grunted as he short stroked her again and again. Watching it was so arousing I got off before eother of them did. But I did take a few pics of them together. I got a couple good ones of her cumming when Calvin started shooting off inside her. It was truly a black magic moment.

After that night, though she still insisted she was only doing it for me, and I still pretended I believed her, Becky became a lot more receptive, more involved, and more understanding about my desires to see her with blackmen. She got so understanding, she started doing it on her own when I wasn't around. And, so receptive, she'll fuck anybody black that hits on her. And so involved that she picks black guys up off the street when I'm at work. Its a constant round of strange blackmen using my wife like a whore. And, bless her soul, She loves it! She fucks'em right in front of my face, sometimes in cars, sometimes in cemetaries, and sometimes in motels while I wait outside.

I'm not complaining, mind you. I love it as much as Becky does...as much as her lovers do. I'm simply warning you wife watching wannabes: Be sure its something you'll never get tired of because I can tell you from experience, your wife won't. Becky's the biggest black cock whore in several nearby towns and I couldn't stop it now even if I wanted to. She wouldn't let me!

I managed to come home one day while she was having a friend over. I guess she didn't hear me come in as their conversation never seemed to falter. I have to admit I did eavesdrop a bit from the kitchen. Amber and Mary were giggling a bit; looking around the kitchen I noticed an empty bottle of wine. Amber doesn't drink much so I was guessing she was a bit tipsy at least. Listening carefully I heard Amber say "actually it's only about 5 inches long". I was shocked when I realized she was telling her friend Mary about my penis size. Mary responded, saying "I can't believe you have never found someone else, he doesn't sound like much of a lover. He's never even made you cum." Amber told her she did a good job of faking and that it was fine, she was my wife and it's all she had ever known. "I don't need more than that" she concluded. "I couldn't be satisfied with that." Replied Mary. "I've been seeing someone else to keep me happy. You should come out with me this weekend; you know both our husbands will be in Arizona for that conference." That's when I realized Mary was my friend Bob's wife. Amber told her "I can't do that. But, your secret is safe with me." Around this time I knocked my keys off the counter and Amber asked if it was me. I told her it was, that I'd just gotten home. I guess I lied feeling I didn't need to worry. The next day seemed uneventful. Then Wednesday, Amber was on the phone when I came in and got off quickly. Later, she told me that she was thinking about visiting with one of her friends this coming weekend while I was on my trip. When I asked who, she told me "Mary, Bob's wife." Suddenly I was very curious. The next day at work I made arrangements to leave for the conference late, I would arrive now Saturday vice Friday. Unfortunately, the boss was very clear that I did need to be there for my presentations.

Friday morning I managed to convince my wife to just drop me off in front of the airport; there was no sense in her taking me to the gate due to the security restrictions. I told her I would call her when I got there. Amber reminded me that she was going out with Mary and that I should call before 6pm. As soon as she was gone I went to the rental car agency, picked up a car then went to the hotel to check in. I wasn't sure how late the night would be so I did manage a little nap but it wasn't very good as I was really over curious about what the night would hold.

I went back to the house in the afternoon and found that Amber was already out. Sneaking in, I looked around and did not find very much. I heard her pull into the garage shortly after; causing me to hide in the basement. I listened to her come in and move around a bit thinking "If she catches me I am in real trouble". Finally around 5 pm, I heard the phone ring. I heard Amber walking over to the phone; as she arrived I picked up the phone downstairs just in time to hear her pick hers up. I was careful to cover the mouthpiece as I listened so I would not be heard. Mary said "Hi Amber. I'll be by to pick you up at 6." Amber agreed and asked "Where are we going?" "A place called the Jungle. It'll be a lot of fun" Replied Mary. After she hung up the phone I heard her go upstairs. I snuck out of the basement to see if I could sneak out but heard the shower start. Sneaking upstairs I managed to see new clothes lying out on the bed. Hearing the water turn off, I ducked into my closet in the bedroom. I had a pretty good view of her getting dressed from where I hid. She put on what had to be a new bra and panties as I'd never seen them before. They fit her body nice, especially the thong, which I'd never seen her wear. As she put on the thong it hit me, she had even shaved her bush. I didn't know how she would explain that when I got home and really wondered what got her to do that. Then a blue dress that really emphasized her curves and showed a lot of leg. I'd never have dreamed she would wear something that short. I'm sure if she wasn't careful, she would have showed her panties to anyone across from her while sitting.

Sure enough, right around 6 the doorbell rang and Amber left with Mary. I managed to see them drive off in Mary's Lexus SUV. Not wasting any time I got my rental and drove off to the club. It took me a little while to find it only to discover that they were not there yet. I called Amber's cell, when she answered I told her I had arrived fine and was going to get a bite to eat. She told me she and Mary were having dinner themselves and I could hear restaurant noise in the background. I told her I would call again tomorrow. After a while the parking lot filled up a quite a bit and they finally arrived. I managed to slip into the club before them, without being seen. Inside the music was loud and it was pretty crowded. I watched the door and saw them come in and find a table. Shortly after, a tall black guy came up and joined them, kissing Mary. It had never occurred to me that Mary was seeing a black guy. After a round of drinks I saw Mary and her date go dance; Amber was sitting by herself finishing another drink. I watched in awe as another black guy came up and asked her to dance, which she accepted. I could not believe the look of his dark skin compared to hers. They danced awhile before stopping for more drinks. I managed to go to the bathroom around the same time as the guy Amber was dancing with. Inside he was talking to a friend of his and Mary's date who mentioned that she looked really hot and he knew from what Mary had said that she really needed it. He told him "I think she is just about a sure thing". I couldn't believe what I'd heard. They agreed they would try to get the girls to leave pretty soon. I went back out and watched a bit more while they continued to dance and drink. I noticed that the dancing had become a lot more risqué. Amber and Mary were both grinding out there with their 'dates'. Finally, while they took a break and talked I saw the guy Amber was with lean in and kiss her. Amazingly, she didn't resist. In fact, she returned his kiss with added passion. Mary's date whispered in her ear and they started to collect their things to leave. I took my cue and headed out to the parking lot where I watched from the car as they came out. They all got into Mary's SUV. As they started to drive away I could see Amber in the back seat making out with the guy she was with. I followed them all the way back to Mary's house.

I watched them get out of the SUV and noticed that Amber had to readjust her dress quite a bit when she got out, including pulling her hemline down a good bit. After they went in I snooped around a bit and found the back door unlocked. Sneaking into the kitchen I could hear them talking some. Mary and Amber had gotten them some beers and put on a little music. When the music stopped I looked around and saw that they were all making out. Mary stopped and told Amber "the pool house is open; Ty and I are going upstairs". I slipped back into the backyard just before they came out. Thankfully, I thought "It's pretty dark out here". I saw Amber and her 'date' go into the beach house and immediately slip into an embrace. I was glad they did not pull the widows shut so I could hear them talk as well as watch. As I watched they went from a simple embrace to some serious petting. Amber broke the embrace telling him "We can't do this, I am a married woman". He comforted her, telling her "it's okay, we'll only do what you are comfortable with, I just want to make you feel good." They sat down on the couch and started to kiss again with it again heating up into some serious making out. I watched as his hand found its way to her breast and was not rejected. They continue kissing with him dropping his hand down her side to her thigh; he was rubbing and sliding up. As his had was sliding up I saw the hemline of her dress start to rise and knew his destination. Her legs spread a little as his hand moved up and found the crotch of her panties; which he gently massaged. She stopped kissing him and watched him as he first rubbed her panties and then slid a finger along the elastic and under it. I could see her breath catch as he found her bare mound beneath. He moved and first pulled her panties aside before sliding a finger down her bare and openly excited slit. "Don" she said "I can't have sex with you. I'm married." He shushed her and let his now wetted finger sink slowly into her depths; causing her to arch her back. Don lowered his head to her bare sex and started to lick her clit; sliding down between her legs I could tell he was licking her slit, making her coo. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She really wasn't resisting all that much and as hard as my cock was I don't think I wanted her too. He stopped eating her to remove her panties, which she helped by raising her hips, and then went back to his feast. She was really getting into it moaning and bucking a little, something she rarely does with me; she rarely even lets me go down on her as it is. Soon her little bucks became more intense and her breathing seemed to quicken to gasps, I saw her throw her head back and buck hard as she came on his tongue. I'd never seen her like that and knew I must have witnessed her first real orgasm. I was insanely jealous and very excited.

When she calmed a bit he stood her up and embraced her again. She responded passionately not only kissing him but licking her own juices off his face. He took this time to unzip her dress and lift it over her head. He went back to kissing her as he removed her bra. There she was my beautiful wife standing naked in front of this black guy she had just met. I heard her tell him she wanted to see it as she went to her knees. He was taking off his shirt while she fumbled with his pants, releasing his cock. It looked to be about 9" long and as thick as a paper towel tube from where I stood. She marveled at it before giving it a tentative lick. She started to lick up and down his shaft while stroking him at the same time finally parting her lips to take the head into her mouth. His erection stiffened to her working mouth and hands. She paused to look up at him and tell him she'd never seen a cock like it, asking "how big is it"? I heard him tell her "its 9 ½ inches long baby. Is that bigger than your husband?" She told him "Oh yes, he's just barely more than 5"." She went back to pumping and licking his cock; she ran her hand up the length of the bottom and I saw her tongue lick out and take away a streamer from the head, I knew it must be precum. I couldn't help but think "with this guys balls he must cum a lot." He was surely enjoying her ministrations but stopped her nonetheless. Standing her up again he told her "I've got to have you". She was still stroking his cock, looking at it, she said "we can't, I'm married, and I've never had anything like that I don't think it'll fit." Strangely though, she didn't resist as he laid her down on the floor and started fingering her again. "I won't hurt you" he told her as he got up between her knees. "You want it don't you" he asked? As her hand rose again to his cock to stroke it more.

"Ok" she said. "I want it, I need to feel it. But, you need a condom. Ok?" He didn't like the idea, telling her "I don't like them and never use them besides, I don't have one." But she replied, still stroking his very hard cock, holding it just inches from her sex, "you need to be careful and pull out. I'm not on anything", referring to birth control. She was right I realized; we always use condoms in fact we always have. Then it hit me, this strange black guy she had just met was about to have sex with my pretty white wife; a virgin when we had met. "Sure baby," He replied, "we can do it any way you like."

He smiled as he looked down on her. I bet she was a beautiful sight, lying before him spread like she was. Her pale skin contrasted against his black cock standing tall above her and held in her hand. Smiling back she pulled him closer, rubbing his cock up and down her pussy, sighing. She seemed to stiffen suddenly and gasp as I saw him push forward and I knew he had entered her. I know she had never had anything so thick so it would not be too easy. "Damn baby," he said "you are tight. Your husband must be real small." She confirmed it saying "compared to you he is. Go slow please." Don slowly pushed his cock in a little more causing her to gasp each time before pulling back to start again. When he had worked a bit into her he said "there baby, I just put more cock into you than your husband ever did and I got lots to go." She was gasping and moaning with his shallow plunges until he told her this. She managed to sit up a little looking at it and putting her hand down there; I think she must have been holding the base. "Oh my god," she said. "I've never been so full. Please get it all into me." He resumed his progress pushing even more of his cock into her. Amber lay back and her hips started to move more meeting his thrusts. I saw him push hard finally, seeming like he must be fully into her. At this Ambers head went back and her back arched; I heard her yell out in the first orgasm she'd ever had with a cock in her, a black cock at that. I had been stroking myself through my pants and came when I saw her. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen or thought I'd see. Don started to pump his cock in and out working up to long full strokes. Amber was rolling her hips with his motion, taking him all in. I think she must've had 3 more orgasms over the next 10 minutes or so, all the while kissing him passionately. Don began to push harder then, stiffening a little he told her "Baby, your pussy is so sweet I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum all up inside you." She kept moving her hips and looking at him as he told her this. She then reached up taking his head in her hand and pulled him to her lips for one of the most passionate kisses possible, answering him. His groan, almost a roar, escaped his lips as he must have released into her womb. Amber broke his kiss when she felt it and again had an incredibly strong orgasm. She came as he came up inside her. I was very conflicted. On one hand I felt like I had been kicked in the nuts, on the other I don't think I'd ever seen such an arousing sight and was hard as a rock, even though I had just cum.

As things calmed a bit I heard them talking. He asked when I came back from my trip. She told him "Next Friday. Asking why?" "I just wanted to know how mush more time I have with you. I'm going to have you all weekend the way I see it," He replied. She told him "you can have me then. I heard noise from the house and realized I was about to be discovered so I snuck away knowing I needed to head toward the airport soon. I hated to leave knowing that my previously innocent wife was no longer going to be the same and that she'd be fucking a black man all weekend while I was away and aware. I wondered of course when she is fertile…

As we entered, he stopped at the ladies locker room door for a second, then said 'let's go upstarirs and use the founding members lounge, it's so much nicer...We went up, entered a small locker room, he sat and took off his shoes and socks, and indicated I should do the same; then we walked around a corner, into what was clearly a shower room. There was a couple private showers, but along one wall were three open showers.Kark pulled off his shirt, dropped his shorts, ignored me, and walked into the open shower area and turned on the water.He was a sculped speciman and he had a beautiful penis that swayed as he walked.I barely remember taking off my clothes, but there I was, turning on the water in the shower next to him.andquot;Let me do thatandquot; he said, and came over to fuss with the tap, then he picked up a cloth off the stack and started washing my back.He turned me around, and I put my hands on his chest. He gently washed my neck then my breasts.

He gave me the cloth and I started on his chest, caressing, or washing, I'm hot sure which. I dropped the cloth, but it didn't matter, I touched his penis and cradled and lifted his testicles. He was soon hard, and I mean really hard ...and big... I have not seen many black dicks, but this was a magnificent member, and I was stroking it with both hands. I knelt in front of him and took the head into my mouth. It was so hot and sensual, My entire body was was tingling and shaking as if I had never been with a man before. I could not believe just how nervous/excited I was.I did't try to mouth all or him, but instead held his shaft with both hands and sucked, and sucked, and sucked hard. My nipples were bursting, I was sweating, and so very horny. I was practically gasping for air when he pulled me up, and carried me into the lounge. With one hand he grabbed a stack of towels and threw then on a table and sat me on them. He lifted my legs onto his sholders and took that magnificent black penis and rubbed it up and down my slit.

Then he pulled me toward him, and with a determined push, he put the head inside me.Just a little rocking motion on his part, and he was inside a couple more inches. Everywhere inside me that he touched with that thing of his turned to fire. As he pulled out to start a thrust I could feel the void inside me, and as he thrust in, I turned to fire. The further inside he got, the more the fire raged, It was almost like the spark you get when you monentarily put your finger into a light bulb socket. I have never felt like this before, it wasn't fucking, it wasn't making love, it swas something my more important , and deeply primative.I don't know if my hands slipped out from behing me, or if I fainted a couple times, but I remember him pulling me up ...he wanted the angle, I remember him thrusting deep and hard , over and over, I don't even remember orgasming, but I do remember clamping down onto his penis just as he exploded inside me.

He did not ejaculate, he exploded, and I remember the heat and the bliss of his cumming so deep inside me.He kept thrusting, deeper, and with more determination. Everytime he pulled out , I sensed a loss, and ending, then he would thrust in, and all of me would be set on fire again and again. Then I realized what he was doing, consciously or not, he was using the head of his penis like a piston, pounding and pressuring his seed ever deeper within me.He was putting his seed deep, so to leave me with his child.He thrust and pressured and thrust, every time lighting the fire anew.Then he slowed, and withdrew, and I fell back on the towells and unwound.I came back to my senses when I felt his hand between my legs, it felt cool and creamy, and after a minute I could tell he was doing something. I struggled up, and looked ...he had a razor in his hand and was shaving me ... I went to say something but he looked at me and saidandquot; I'm preparing you for what is to come tomorrowandquot;... Carol

I had reassured her that any guy in his right mind would find her attractive and the odds of her facing rejection for a short term sex party with no strings attached were very slim indeed. She didn't seem certain at all, and the cell bills were adding up, so we agreed to text message each other exclusively for the next couple of days. She wrote: "My pssy misses yr tongue luv luv u." At 7:30p.m. she'd finished her business day and I received the text message "cute boy Chad likes my outfit".

I messaged back,"tell me all about it". She wrote back, "I want", and my heart fluttered. I wrote back "go for it" and half an hour later I got the message,"making my move".

I was going crazy. We were in different time zones and I was keeping very close track of the time. From the moment I knew there was a real possibility of her having sex with another man I was obsessed and couldn't think of anything else. I was so horny I cancelled all my plans for the night and stayed in. I must have masturbated three times by the time I got her next message three hours later.

"I love you" she wrote. I knew what that meant. I didn't get another message for over eight hours. I sent about seven, asking questions and sending reassurances. Finally she wrote back "Chad dropped me off. We had great sex! Had more fun! I saved panties! I did lick and thrill him."

It would be three days until I saw her again. When I did she showed me the panties she'd saved from her night with Chad. They were still moist and thick with sexual excretions. She rubbed my nose in them, but by that time I was more interested in her body. We had amazing sex as I made her tell me all the details of her adventure. They'd slept together twice over two days and she'd enjoyed herself immensely. Evidently, so had he. She'd like to see him again, but was happy to be home and with me. I, for my part, although I was extremely excited by the whole thing, prefer having her to myself although the fantasy still drives me wild, and the reality definitely kicked the fantasy through the uprights in intensity. Every once in a while now she'll comment while we're having sex that the position we're in is one that she and Chad used. It never fails to make me burn with pure jealous sexual fire. I could swear I felt the difference in her pussy fully three days after her encounter. She still teases me about that too.

As things cooled I found the internet to be available to me. It wasn't long before I had discovered some very sweet sites with varieties of women doing wild things. Youngish and married white women having affairs with black men seemed to really get me going the most.

Last Friday my wife and I went out dancing at a newer club down near the beach. It was a nice place also frequented by businessmen from out of town. Mary wore a new dress I had never seen before. It was a bit shorter than what she would normally wear but on her it looked incredible. At 5'4" and 110 pounds with a 34b-24-35 figure, my red-haired wife turned heads always, even more tonight.

At the club she quickly made her way out to the floor where she was a big hit. I didn't dance much so I just found a table with a good view and ordered us some drinks. As always she had her share of dance offers and spent most of her time on the floor. I noticed after awhile she had danced with the same guy, a good looking black guy, a couple of times which seemed uncommon. She came back to the table for a bit and we chatted while she had her drink. When I mentioned him she just giggled and said he's a really good dancer and very handsome. She leaned in close to me and asked "Should I flirt with him? I know you like that stuff on the internet." I couldn't believe it, she had me. I told her she should flirt some next time she danced with him. She left while I ordered another round of drinks to dance more. I watched as she danced and noticed the dancing became closer, in fact she let him touch her some. One dance she actually let him feel her ass for more than just a brush. When she came back to the table this time I could see she was a little flushed. She said she couldn't believe she did that. By the way she told me. I told him you are a guy I know from work. Then she asked "have you seen enough?" No. I told her, "I told her it looked hot and she should see what happens next." She said okay, but remember, you asked for it. The rest of the time at the club went that way with her dancing with the same black guy and becoming more of a flirt with him the whole time. She even joined him at the bar for drinks. I could swear that while dancing he even had the opportunity to get his hands under her short skirt. Finally, she came back and chatted with me more. She even told me he had his hand under her skirt rubbing her ass and that one time he had in fact rubbed her pussy through her panties. I was hard as a rock to say the least…especially when she told me it had made her very wet. She asked me again "satisfied yet". What could I say? I told her to see what happens. She gave me a sly grin and said okay, meet me at home. You should hide in the closet.

She went back out there dancing more and becoming even more risqué, finally I even saw them kissing. They went to the back part of the bar and were kissing and touching some when she shoo'd me away and mouthed go home. On my way home my cell rang, it was her. She said she was going to bring him home and that she told him her husband was out of town. Then she made me agree not to interrupt unless she said a safe word, Jersey.

I heard a car pull up about 10 minutes later and I quickly hid in the closet, making sure to prop it open so I had a view of the bed.

It wasn't long before I heard both of them come into the room and then saw them as they started to make out. It was very hot. In moments he had gotten her shirt and bra open and was sucking her nipples as he rubbed her body. She was fumbling with his belt and managed to drop his pants. Stopping him she got down on her knees and pulled his boxers down. There she was faced with his half hard black cock, already nearly as big as mine. She started to suck the head as he rose to full mast, then licking the shaft she worked her way up and down. He had to be about 9" hard and thicker than I was too… I felt a little envy. She made sure to suck on his balls as well which he seemed to like.

Damn baby he said, you sure do suck my cock nice. Bet you don't do it that good for your husband do you. She looked up at him and said never. He stood her up and lay her on the bed where he took off her skirt and panties. He commented on her being a true red head and started to go down on her, sucking at her pussy and fingering her. He told her she was very wet which he liked, she said he made her that way. Finally I saw her tense up on this strangers tongue and cum really hard, I know she loves to be eaten.

He made her get all the way up on the bed and got up between her knees. She had her legs spread far apart as she looked up at him, stroking his cock before her. It struck me then that she hadn't asked him to use a condom or anything, and that is our only means of birth control. I couldn't help but wonder what time of the month it was. She reached up and held his cock. Sweetie, she said…I need you to wear a condom, I'm not on anything. He looked at her and told her he didn't ever bag up and that it was bare or nothing. I could see her bite her lip and glance at the closet, then she said "ok, fuck me good then." He smiled I think and asked her if he was bigger than her husband? She said he was. He placed the head of his cock at her little pussy and slipped first the head in, causing her to tense. Damn baby you are tight. I bet you never had any black cock like this before have you. She looked at him and said she never had. He started to work it in and out slowly taking her more fully each time. I couldn't believe it when after 2 orgasms from her and about 10 minutes his balls came to rest on her ass. He was all the way in. He started to fuck in and out of her slowly at first and building to longer strokes, eventually pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. It almost looked like he was knocking the wind out of her each time. She came a third time and I could tell he was getting close. He told her he was close and that he was going to cum. She told him he should pull out that she wasn't on anything. He even stopped pumping her and asked if she was really bare. He told her to suck him as he pulled out of her…he was going to spare her. As she sucked his cock he said good thing Im pulled out baby, your pussy juice that you are licking is fertile time juice. She said that is tasted so good as she licked it up and down and then sucked the head of his cock. Then she stopped sucking him and got on her hands and knees facing me. Looking back she asked him if he wanted more of her pussy. He told her he couldn't last long if he got in there telling her how sweet her pussy was. She said she wanted him to fuck her and good. With that I watched as he got behind her and saw her face showing lust as he slid his cock into her from behind. He was pumping in and out of her and told her he was going to cum…she said do it deep inside me. He pushed in deep finally and roared out as he came…I could see from her face she came really hard as she felt it shooting into her. They collapsed in a heap and stayed there a while. Finally she managed to get him hard again and rode him to yet another filling.