This is where you can tell everyone about your own true experiences of Interracial Lust. Or about your desires. Perhaps you would like to see your lady in the arms of a big black stud but need some help in coaxing her.



BIG MAC


It was my birthday, and she was okay with the idea of getting a large dildo (we initially were going for the Sean Michaels one, but that one's hard to find - it's a pretty damn popular item!!!) In fact, she was telling me, she was planning on picking up the dildo over the course of the weekend (my birthday was on a Sunday, and this happened on a Friday) and suprising me with it on my birthday.

But anyways, we went out to dinner at my favorite restaurant, and then we decided to go to a store called Lover's Lane, which deals with sex toys and lingerie...

While we were in there, unfortunately there wasn't any of the Sean Michaels dildo left (it had just gotten bought a half hour prior! LOL!) so we selected one that was all of a quarter inch less in girth - but the same length. then we went around, and she wanted to get a little something to wear, and wanted to see me in something sexy (although in reality it's pretty embarassing...) She picked out this little white frilly/dressy teddy, and she got me to pick up a red pair of boy shorts... We had the dildo, and left it at the counter, and there was another guy there. This guy took one look at it and said "JESUS CHRIST - that thing makes me look like Minnie Mouse!" which all the gals behind the counter laughed.

So we picked the stuff up, paid for it, and went on back to pick up the kids, then went back to the house.

Fast forward to later that night. After some pretty heavy talking and kissing, we got down to business... I put my things on, and then she put hers on - she took pictures of me in it, but she wouldn't let me take any pictures of her in her thing. So we bring out the dildo, and start playing with it. I pretend to suck the thing (which of course, she snaps a picture of!) and as she held it, she told me "jesus, this thing is HUGE compared to you. I can definitely tell a difference in the hardness between you two." So she was sitting there, comparing the dildo to me (yeah, I got a few shots of this...) then she starts to suck me. I grab the dildo back, and hold it in front of me like it's another cock for her to suck. I kind of tap her face with it, circa the porn videos. So she stops sucking me and proceeds to suck it.

I'll tell you - there is a helluva jealousy factor that goes into play when you're getting your cock sucked, and the woman stops, to suck another cock. She had a hell of a time trying to suck the thing (meanwhile I'm pre-cumming already - seeing her pert lips wrapped around a big black dick - my dicktip is oozing cum already - which you can see in the pics we took) she tells me that she's never had to open her mouth that wide. I ask her how she likes it, and she tells me "it's not bad..." but that feeling of wanting - when her warm mouth is on my cock, then she immediately pulls off to go to the other cock - it's like being stabbed in the back - you crave her mouth back on you... that is the essence of cuckoldry - here it is, you want this woman to be all about you - but she's wanting something else... jealousy - such a turn on!

I'm already to explode at this point, and I climb down on top of her, and start eating her pussy... she absolutely loves it when I do that, it makes her beyond wet! So I get her well turned on, and I tell her that I'll take it easier on her - I'll enter her first, so she can feel the difference. So I enter her, and start fucking. I have her hold onto the dildo while I'm doing it... however she's already beyond turned on, so she's loose as hell already...

I stop and I ask her if she's ready - she says "yeah, if you are... Are you sure you want to do this?" I tell her "FUCK YES!" so I grab the dildo, and start guiding it into her. I have to have her help me find the right area of course - don't wanna jack it into her asshole or anything. We get the thing in, and I start to push it into her further. The dildo is 8.5 inches long, FYI. she is breathing hard, and exhaling as I push it in. I get it in her all the way, and I tell her "good girl! You took this big dick balls deep!" so I start stroking it in and out of her gently, and slowly. All 8 out, all 8 back in, so as the balls of the thing just touch her ass.

While I'm doing her with it, She's telling me "Oh god, it is so deep in there... yeah, he's definitely bigger than you. You've never gone this far in me... I mean, I thought you could get deep, but JESUS..." I ask her how it feels, and she says "definitely different than you..." I told her that yes, she is a big pussy bitch, and needs this kind of cock to please her. I re-inform her that I'm only 4 inches, and this guy is twice my size.

I have never heard her cum like that before - it was like all of a sudden, her whole body just cringed up, and she's yelling "Oh God, Oh Jesus, Jesus Christ, Oh God!" I'll tell you what - it is an AMAZING feeling knowing I just unleashed that sort of an orgasm out of her - I unleashed the pure sexual beast that I know she really is! Her orgasm seemed to last forever too! She finally gripped my hand as if to say "enough" so I told her - "Push it out. Use your pussy - and push it back out". She did, and had a mini orgasm while doing it!

After she pushed it out of her, I tell her that she's a good girl, and that I'm very proud of her, AND that I love her very much. Oh yeah, and I am SO ready to fuck her brains out now.. She tells me "oh what, you want sloppy seconds?" and I tell her HELL YES!!! I told her that I wanna feel her stretched out after big black cock - so I enter her again.. and start fucking to save my life!!! She laughs!! She says "oh my god!! I can't feel you at all!!!" I grin and say "Really?" She says "yeah - I can't feel a fucking thing! Are you even in me?" I tell her - yeah, and she feels so damn good when she's stretched out!!! She says to me "Jesus, 4 versus 8 inches!!! So that's what a big cock feels like! I'm sorry, but you're nothing compared to that!" at which point I lose it - and blow my wad deep into her stretched out cunt!!

Fast forward a few weeks.

That was by far the hottest experience we'd ever experienced. Funny part is, is that her sister, was married to a black guy - but apparently this guy couldn't fuck to save his life (I guess all races have them...) and apparently he isn't the most well hung either. But that aside, shortly after our first experience with it, her sister separated from her husband, and acquired some booty calls - one of whom was 12 inches! Her sister would tell her about this guy, and the wife was telling me about him. I told her of the whole "bull" concept, and so on. Well, she made mention that she was trying to compare me to the guy her sister was fucking that night - an 8 inch guy. She said "I was thinking 6 inches, compared to 8 - you're not too much smaller" and I told her "Did you forget that I'm only 4 inches?" Her jaw dropped! She said "4 inches?? He's twice your size???" I told her "yeah. Our dildo is 8 inches..."

I could tell that I was going to fuck her with it that night - she was hornier than hell (hence why I think she really had an interest in getting with a guy at that point - the night after using it, she told me that it was an intense as hell orgasm, but it probably would have been more intense with a real guy) so later that night, we're still talking about it - I'm hard as hell, and we pull the tape measure out, and sure as shit - I'm all of 4 inches, and "Big Mac" (as we inadvertantly name the dildo that) is twice my size with a few eighths extra...

I fuck her again with it, she cums, and cums HUGE AGAIN!!!!!!

Finally, one night about two months ago (this all started in July - my birthday month)- she tells me that she's used "big mac" to masturbate with... she said the first time, she was fingering herself, then put him in, and stopped fingering - she wanted to see if she could get off on the size alone - which she did. I asked her how it was - she said "INTENSE!"

She admitted to me, that each and every time I bang her with it - the orgasm gets bigger and bigger - I think it's only a matter of time until she's ready to do the real thing!!! To be honest, about three nights ago - I noticed that the sex toy cleaner was turned a different way than what I remembered. So when I climbed into bed - I quietly felt "Big Mac" and sure as hell - he was cold and damp.... which leads me to believe that she fucked herself with it again - and just isn't telling me. Of course, when I joked about her "Taking care of herself" a day ago - she said she didn't - but had a smirk on her face.... heh heh.. guilty!

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WHITE BOOTY CALL - Part 2


After that, I started meeting Mrs Jones a lot - for a couple months we hooked up every chance we got - almost daily during lunch hour. We fucked in motels, graveyards, parks and anywhere else we could. We did everything. I ate her pussy and fucked her titties. She sucked my dick, and jerked me off on her tits a couple times. Mrs Jones called it afternoon delight. We did it at night, too... inside, outside - everywhere, leaving pecker tracks and white pussy juice all over town. She even took me into the furniture store one night after closing and fucked me in one if the big display beds upstairs. Everytime I went in that place after that I could just see her up on that bed, all naked with my long, black dick balls deep in her married white pussy.

I fucked her at her house one time,too - when Dan was outta town for a seminar. I fucked her in their bed, then fucked her on their sofa, and finished her off doggie style, bent over Dan's favorite footstool. She loved it from behind like that with me holding her hips and pulling her back on my cock until I got it all the way in'er. I like it, too, especially watching my black dick slide in and out of her pussy while I'm squeezing the creamy cheeks of her sexy white ass. The contrast in our skin color makes it hotter and more arousing for both of us, I think. She likes me being black and I like her being white. Its naughty and nice at the same time. She likes talking dirty, too, especially about my big, black dick and her little white pussy. She likes using the "n" word and loves it when I call her "whore" and "slut" or "bitch." She likes being my "white booty call" and she said fucking me was the best one-on-one sex she's ever had with anyone except Dan.

Last week, when she told me Dan knew about us, I almost shit my pants. I asked her how he knew. She said he found cum stains in her panties and demanded to know who she was fucking behind his back. She said he wasn't so mad about the two if us fucking, just pissed that we hadn't included him. I asked how the hell we could include him and she said he wanted to watch. When I said, "Watch what?" she said he wanted to watch us...to watch me fucking her. She could tell I didn't like the idea so she explained about her and Dan doing it before, saying Dan had seen other guys fuck her when they went "swinging." She said it was no big deal and wondered why it mattered to me, adding that I was the one fucking HER - not him. She figured letting him watch was the least we could do, considering... Then she blushed and admitted that fucking another guy with Dan watching her do it really excited her. That it made her HOT - made her want to fuck anybody and everybody!

When I disagreed and said I still didn't think it was a good idea, she told me she couldn't, and SHOULDN'T, just shut Dan out, especially since he already knew about her and me. She teased me a little and asked me if I had ever fucked another man's wife right in front of him before? When I said "...of course not," she giggled and told me not to knock if I hadn't ever tried it. Then she asked me to do it just this one time for her, that she knew I was going to like it as much as she did, as he did. I finally agreed - just to see if it was really true. For the life of me, I couldn't believe Dan actually liked watching other guys fuck his wife, or, that he wasn't pissed about me fucking her. I just had to see it with my own eyes. So I agreed to let him watch me hang dick in his wife if he really wanted to. I kinda wanted to see the look on Dan's face when I crawled up between his wife's legs,too. I mean, its gotta bother you when you see another guy sticking it to your wife, especially when the wife likes it as much as Mrs Jones liked fucking me.

Two nights later, we all got together at their house. Dan met me at the door, and seemed really glad to see me. He said Joan was upstairs putting on something sexy just for me, so we talked and got re-acquainted while we waited for her. Dan told me he liked "sharing" his wife with other guys, that he liked providing her with the sexual freedom to experience other men and enjoy the things she wouldn't be able to enjoy with anybody else. Dan seemed delighted that his wife and I were having sex, saying he had fantasized about that very thing back in the day when I worked at the restaurant. He said the only time he ever really got close to getting some "white" pussy was when he watched a black man fuck Joan! "She's just pussy to me any other time," he said, "but when she got a blackman between her legs, she's more than just "pussy", she's WHITE PUSSY!"

He said sex with blackmen made his wife, Joan (and him) feel really special! The more he talked, the weirder he sounded, and, to be honest, I started having second thoughts about the whole thing. I told him that watching other people do it excited me too, but I didn't think I'd ever want to see my own wife with somebody else. He said, Joan wasn't "his" wife or "his" anything else. She was his best friend and his life partner but she didn't BELONG to him or anybody else. "If having sex with you pleases her," he said, "...if you're something SHE wants and SHE needs, I am proud to be secure enough to share that experience with her without being possessive and jealous about it. "She's free because of me, Joseph" he said, "Its my gift to her and her gift to me. Don't be uptight or hesitant because I'm here. I want you for her as much as she wants you...as much as you want her. You want her for your own pleasure, certainly, but you want to give her the same plasure back, don't you? She thinks we're capable of enjoying her together,as well as separately. She wants me to see how happy you can make her, and you to see how happy I can make her. So, please just relax and make love to her the same as you do when you're alone together. Its going to be fine - you'll see."

I wasn't so sure but he seemed to believe it, even if I didn't. So, I decided to take him at his word. I was already fucking his wife and, if he wanted to watch me fuck her, and she wanted it too, I figured, what the hell? It was a little weird but I liked them both and I didn't want to disappoint either one of them. I mean, how tough could screwing his wife in front of him be? If I could screw her behind his back, I certainly ought to be willing to do it to his face, right? The more I thought about it, the better it sounded. By the time Joan joined us, I was actually looking forward to it. I wanted to see the look on his face when I stuck my black dick in his wife's sweet white pussy.

Mrs Jones, was excited as I ever saw her. She was glowing like she did the 1st time I fucked her in the art center bathroom. She was delighted to see us talking and pleased that we seemed comfortable in each other's presence. She hugged and kissed us both and said she had never been happier or more excited in her whole life. "I think we ought to celebrate tonight," she said. "My two favorite men in the whole world are here and the sky's the limit for Mrs Jones!" Then she asked Dan if he had any cocaine, that she wanted to party. He said he did and went to get it, leaving us alone together. She asked me if I was nervous and I said I was. She said she was too, but the cocaine would put us all in the mood and after that, she was sure everything would be fine. She said she'd been thinking about it all day and the sooner we did it, the sooner we could all relax and enjoy ourselves. The way she said "the sooner we do it, the better" was all the motivation I needed. My dick was already half hard and getting harder. She looked terrific, as usual and I couldn't wait to see what she was wearing under the flowing house coat she had on.

The cocaine was really good and as soon as we inhaled it, the fun began. Dan fixed us all a drink and put on some music. After a couple sips, Joan told us she had a surprise for us and stood up. She began by telling us how happy she was we were all together at last. She said she knew everybody was nervous, especially her, so she wanted to dance for us to get the party started if that was all right. The tension between us and the anxiety we all felt vanished the moment she took off her housecoat and started swaying to the music. She was a vision of lovliness and bawdy sex appeal in a black garterbelt, sheer see thru black panties and a matching uplift half bra that barely contained her beautiful breasts. Smokey nylons covered her terrific legs and the spiked high heels she had chosen complimented them nicely. She looked so deliciously sexy and desirable, she would have turned heads at the fanciest strip club in the world.

Bending, twirling and showing off her incomparable physical charms in a variety of ways with precise, practiced undulations, Joan commanded our complete attention. Dan and I sat side by side, watching as she danced, complimenting her and cheering her on. If my enthusiasm and excitement bothered Dan he didn't show it. In fact, he seemed as aroused and excited as I was. She pirouetted, twirled, and gyrated before her audience of two with the confidence of a professional seductress, flirting and teasing as she went, saying things with her eyes that got us both worked up in a hurry. I couldn't believe how excited and gung ho Dan was. His wife was dancing half naked in front of us and instead of inhibiting him, it turned him on. His dick was as hard as mine was! I don't know if it was the coke, or what, but I started really getting into it myself. I couldn't understand it, but I liked it! Joan kept shaking her ass and rubbing her titties in my face until I couldn't think about anything except fucking her sexy ass. I stopped trying to figure Dan out and decided to go along with the program. If he wanted to watch me fuck her, so be it. As long as I was doing the fucking, he could watch all he wanted.

Like she sensed it and knew just what I was thinking, Joan dropped to her knees in front of me. She put her hands on my thighs and rubbed her way up to my crotch. As she squeezed the swelling hardness of my rigid cock, she matter-of-factly informed Dan that I had a nice big, thick cock! Then, she asked him if he'd like to see it. He didn't say so in words but the way he started fondling himself made me think he wanted to see it... that he was anxious to see it. As Mrs Jones unzipped my pants and pulled my stiff cock out right in front of her husband's eyes, I had to pinch myself to make sure it was really happening. She stroked my shaft up and down, squeezing it, showing it to Dan proudly! "Look how long it is, honey," she whispered, stroking faster. I almost lost my custard when Dan asked her if she wanted to suck it!! She giggled, stroking my ebony rod faster and faster. "Do you want me to?" she asked him back. Then she looked at me and asked me if I wanted her to. When I said, "Ohhh god YES!," Dan, opened his pants and started stroking himself openly as he watched her kissing and fondling my big rod. "Suck it, baby" he urged. "Suck Joseph's big, black dick! I wanna see you suck it!!!!"

When she started sucking my dick, I almost dropped my load right then. It was the weirdest feeling I ever had in my life...some kind of erotic fantasy rush the likes of which I'd never even dreamed about. Not once in all my fantasies about Dan's sexy wife had I ever imagined him being there...watching me fuck'er...happily playing with his own dick the whole time. It was a trip! And so was Mrs Jones. Doing it in front of him really inspired her. She went after my cock like she couldn't get enough of it, sucking it up and down and rubbing it against her titties. "Isn't it gorgeous?" she taunted her husband as she tried to get the whole thing in her mouth. "I could just swallow it!" she said, trying to deepthroat me right there. Dan was as hot as she was, as I was. Stroking furiously, he told me to fuck her, that he wanted to see me fuck'er! I wanted to fuck her, too - as much as he wanted to see it, so, I bent her over the foot stool like I did the day he was outta town. Her garters and hose had her panties trapped and I couldn't get then down so in a flash of inspration of my own, I ripped them open at the crotch, exposing her hairy pussy and her naked white ass.

As I got up behind her, Dan moved around to the side so he could see me sliding my cock into his wife's white pussy. "Slow" he groaned, stroking his cock a mile a minute. "Put it in slow so I can see it going in!" Have you ever in your wildest dreams thought a married man would WATCH you fuck his wife? Much less, insist that you fuck her slow so he could see your dick going in and out? In spite of all the weirdness, I was still so anxious to fuck Mrs Jones again that my knees were shaking. I think I wanted to fuck her more right then than I'd ever wanted to fuck her before. I wanted Dan to see how much she liked me fucking her - how whorish and eager she was. I wanted him to see how hot...how willing she was. How much she wanted it!!!

I pushed the head of my dick between her narrow pussy lips and eased it into her tight, wet vagina. I did it as slow as I could, suddenly wanting Dan to see it, thrilled that he was watching me put it to his wife. It was like I was fucking him, too, if you know what I mean. About half way in, I pulled it back and pushed it in again, slowly like he wanted. Only the second time I kept right on pushing it until my pubic hairs were flush against the creamy white cheeks of her undulating ass. As she whispered "Fuck me, Joseph - fuck me," at the same time, Dan said, "Fuck her hard, Joseph! Make her moan!" It was like something out of a wild erotic dream and I couldn't, wouldn't and didn't want to wake up! I just pumped the dick to her, driving it all the way in with every thrust, making Joan cum and moan like honeymoon bride. My cocksmanship was so impressive that Dan ejaculated all over himself as he watched me pound my black dick into his wife's pussy. He actually got off on it!

But, I wasn't distracted by that, I was too busy racing to an impending orgasm of my own. The suddenly vocal and whorish Mrs Jones was pushing that fine white ass back against me, urging me to give it her, wanting me to cum inside her, wanting her husband Dan to see it. Holding her hips and keeping her ass tight against my rigid abs, I unloaded as deep inside her as I possibly could, shooting stream after stream of semen into her depths, thrilling to her responsive orgasmic undulations, and enthralled by her erotic murmurs of gratification and pleasure. I've never cum so much or for so long in my life. That pussy was so good, I thought I was gonna have a heart attack. I couldn't believe Dan got off on watching it! It was really bizarre.

When I finally pulled out of her pussy, Joan collapsed over the footstool, panting and trying to catch her breath. My cum coverd dick was still oozing juice as I looked for something to wipe off with. I used Mrs Jones torn panties, cleaning myself up as I watched my cum leaking back out of her pussy, trickling down her thighs. Dan was busy getting us all another line of cocaine as I helped his wife up. I held her real close, wrapping my arms around her tightly as I kissed her, telling her how wonderful it was, how much I liked it. She told me she knew I would like it with Dan there and snuggled against me happily, unashamed and unembarrassed. She seemed totally gratified and perfectly content. All was right with the world, and despite how freaky it all seemed, I was satisfied, too. Fucking her with Dan right there was not nearly as stressful as fucking her on the sly and worrying about getting caught. I would have never thought it possible, but I actually liked us all being together like that.

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WHITE BOOTY CALL - Part 1


In the early 90's I worked at a fast food restaurant. Dan Jones and his wife Joan owned the business and they managed it together. Dan was the big cheese, the man in charge. He handled all the paperwork and payroll and shit like that. He was gone a lot but, when he was there, he worked the line just like the rest of us. He was talented, explosive and brutally frank at times, but we all respected and admired him. He never asked anybody to do anything that he wasn't willing to do himself. All in all, Dan was a great guy to work for and I liked him.

Joan was the assistant manager and handled most of the day to day operations. She was nice looking, sexy, 27 year old workaholic with nice tits, great legs, and, a even greater ass. She flirted sometimes, teased occasionally, and even played eye games now and again, but, it was apparent to everyone that she worshipped the ground her husband walked on. She was a real nice lady, kind and thoughtful and sweet to everyone. Everybody loved her, including the customers. She was so nice that me, and a lot of other guys who lusted after her like I did, felt guilty about even thinking of her in that way. It didn't stop us from wanting to fuck her but it did stop us trying anything. I knew she liked me but I never thought she liked me the way I liked her so I kept my desires to myself, eyeballing her and lusting for her when I had the chance but never anything overt or offensive. I was polite and respectful. I made her laugh when I could. I called her Mrs Jones when I spoke to her and never did anything to give her any idea that I wanted to fuck her brains out.

After they sold the restaurant in the mid-90's, I lost track of them and didn't see either of them again until 8 years later. Actually it was her I saw, walking on the downtown shopping mall. I didn't approach her, but seeing her re-awakened my long standing desire for her. I followed her, watching her beautiful ass undulate down the mall, fantasizing about what it would be like to fuck her. If anything she looked even better than I remembered. I was on the verge of approaching her when she turned into the furniture store where she worked and disappeared from sight. I watched the store for awhile, wondering if I should go in. Finally, I did.

She was behind the sales counter and when she saw me, she remembered me right way. She was both surprised and delighted, giving me a big hug and asking all kinds of questions about what I was doing now and what had been going on in my life since she saw me last. We talked for a few minutes and then they got busy and she had to take care of business. She said how glad she was to see me, that she couldn't wait to tell Dan, and, since I knew where she was, not to be stranger anymore. Then she returned to her duties and I left, with a half hard cock and the same aching desire to fuck her I had back in the restaurant days. I had the same hesitance, too. When we talked, the way she lit up every time she mentioned Dan, I knew she was still crazy about him, and just like the old days I felt guilty about lusting for her the way I did.

During the next few weeks, I thought about her a lot. I had heard some talk that she and Dan were experimenting sexually but, until I saw her again, I hadn't thought anything about it. After I saw her again, I couldn't think about anything else. A couple guys I knew had said they saw her picture in a swinger's magazine, that she and Dan were advertising for men to party with her while he watched and took pictures. I didn't really believe it. People talk all the time and from what I knew about her and Dan, I didn't think it was anything but wishful thinking and idle gossip. There was another guy, a guy I had known since grade school, who worked for Dan at the parking company he was managing who said the stories were true, that he had partied with them himself. He told me he'd answered one of their ads and met them at a local motel. He said Dan arranged everything and was in the room the whole time. He bragged that Joan was really hot, claiming he screwed her twice with Dan watching, that she did everything Dan told her to do, including oral sex. There was no way to know if he was telling the truth but I couldn't think of any reason he would lie to me about it. So, I ended up believing something had happened for sure. But, I wasn't convinced that it happened exactly like he said it did. Guys like to exaggerate about sex, even guys you've known for a long time. I suppose I believed him because I wanted to hit on her myself, but whatever it was, the die was cast.

I returned to the furniture store a week or so later and asked Mrs Jones if she wanted to have lunch with me sometime. I told her I worked downtown, too and my lunch hour was the same as hers. She thought about it a minute and then said "sure" that she thought it would be nice. When the big day came, I never mentioned the rumors or asked her anything about "swinging", I just played it by ear, figuring I'd know whether or not to make my move when and if the opportunity presented itself. I told her I was married and had a little girl. I even showed her pictures of my wife and daughter. She complimented me on how attractive my wife was and said she thought my daughter was "cute as a button." She told Dan was managing a parking company near the university and that they were still crazy about each other. It was a nice lunch and I think Mrs Jones enjoyed it as much as I did.

I waited a couple days then went back, unannounced, offering to have lunch with her again. The way she smiled and lit up when she saw me made me feel ten feet tall. She said she had been thinking about me, wondering when we might have lunch again. She seemed really happy about it. I returned at lunchtime and off we went. I didn't have my car and she didn't feel like driving so we decided to walk and pick up something on the mall. We walked aimlessly, talking like old friends, laughing and having a great time. We picked up sandwiches and drinks at a bistro and decided to eat in the park by the old art gallery on 2nd St. We both had to go to the toilet after we finished eating so we strolled into the art gallery to use the restroom.

I knew as soon as we walked in that my opportunity was at hand because the art gallery was deserted. There wasn't a soul in the place. It was as quiet and cool in the gallery as I was excited and anxious. I could feel the electricity between us even though neither of us had said or done anything to confirm it.When she emerged from the restroom, we looked at some of the paintings for awhile, brushing against one another as we talked about which ones we liked and didn't like. Suddenly, impulsively, Mrs Jones hugged me and said she was so glad I came that day, that lunch was boring and lonely without someone to talk to. She said she was really enjoying herself - that it was really fun! With my heart racing a mile a minute and my dick about to bust outta my pants, I hugged her close, staring into her sexy hazel eyes, trying to see behind them, to see what she was thinking in there. I knew she was white and I wasn't sure what she thought about blacks and whites, but I decided to kiss her anyway. It was unplanned and spontaneous, but I couldn't help myself. We were so close and I wanted her so much, I just did it.

I could see it surprised her, but she didn't pull away. She melted into my arms and kissed me back, pressing herself so tightly against me, I could the nipples of her tits rubbing against my chest through our clothing. She kissed me back with as much passion and desire as I had for her, opening her lips and accepting my tongue without hesitation. Suddenly my hands were all over her. I wanted to fuck her right there. I'd never wanted anybody more than I wanted her at that moment. She felt the same attraction and desire I did. Without speaking, she went back inside the ladies room, motioning for me to follow her. I did, and as soon as the door hissed shut behind us, she was back in my arms. We kissed and kissed, panting and squirming and getting hotter by the minute. She didn't resist when I touched her ass and fondled her heaving breasts. She kept whispering, "Ohhh Joseph Ohhh Joseph" I started pulling up her dress and she helped me get my cock out of my pants. She squeezed my cock passionately as I rubbed her pussy through her panties. Sensing my need, she leaned back against the sink, spreading her legs. Neither of us spoke at all. I moved up between her legs. She pulled her soaked panties to the side and helped me get it in. We kissed, staring into each others eyes as I pushed my hard cock into her tight, white pussy and started banging her. I fucked her standing up, cumming almost immediately. She moaned her appreciation, climaxing herself as I shot off deep inside her. It was quick and torrid, but what could you expect after 10 years of wanting it. We clung together as long as we could, straining to stay connected, enjoying every second as if it were the last.

When it was over, we straightened up our clothes, laughing nervously and talking about how embarrassing it would have been if someone had come in and caught us. I decided to wait for her outside the restroom just in case. After all it was the ladies room. When she emerged moments later, she looked as innocent and sweet as she always did. Not quite believing that it had really happened, it was all I could do to keep from jumping her again. We kissed several times, rubbing against each other, our lips and our hips making promises as we celebrated our triumph together. We walked out hand in hand like young lovers. Of course, when the sunlight struck us, reality returned and she quickly let go of my hand. We agreed that nobody could know about it, that we had to careful. She didn't want to hurt Dan and I didn't want to hurt my wife Debra either. So, dying to touch each other, we walked back, respectfully apart, with the nonchalant ease of two old friends talking a walk. I didn't go back in the furniture store with her for fear someone might look at us and guess what we'd been up to. I promised to see her again and nodded when she said "not too soon," knowing if I started coming around too often, her co-workers might get wise.

I don't know if it was ego, or white pussy, or getting over on Dan, or fooling my wife, or just the memory of fucking her and how good it was, but all I thought about for the next several days was seeing her again. I must have screwed Debra a hundred times with visions of the lovely Mrs Jones dancing in my head. I imagined her kissing Dan and thinking about me, screwing him and remembering...wishing it was me instead of him. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I called her at the furniture store. When she was the one who answered the phone, my heart leaped into my throat and my dick was hard as Chinese checkers. She said she couldn't talk but she'd meet me in the big city park after work. I still had no car so I caught the early bus and waited for her in the park. She saw me and pulled up beside me, opening the car door. I climbed in and she drove away.

She said she had to get home but that we had time to do it again if we hurried. She drove out to the quarry off route 219 and parked behind the vacant farmhouse near the graveyard. Neither of us said anything as we got out and moved into the back seat. We were all lips, hands, and tongues as she raised her dress and laid down in the seat. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my stiff cock. "Ohh ... its so hard!," she murmured, holding and squeezing my dick with her small white hands as she spread her legs and helped me settle between them. I cupped one of her breasts and kissed her as I slipped my dick into the tight wetness of her snug pussy and started fucking her. She grabbed at my ass, pulling me deeper as she moved her hips in unison with mine. When our pubic hair meshed and flattened against one another, she whispered that I was so big and so long and so much better than Dan, bucking wildly against my thrusting hips. When I didn't say anything, she said, "cum in me, Joseph...I love it when you cum in me!"

Seconds later, I did, pumping her sweet white pussy full of sticky semen. Her own climax joined mine and we sailed off into orgasmic heaven together. When we separated, she began kissing my face and holding me between her legs, saying she never wanted to let me go. Hardly noticing my shriveling cock and the trickle of cum oozing out of it onto her creamy thighs, she asked me if I loved my wife. I didn't know what to say at first, but when in doubt, the truth is always best so I told her I would always love my wife. She said she still loved Dan, too. Then she asked me if I thought sex and love were the same thing. I didn't/don't think they are so I said "no." Not satisfied with a monosyllabic response, she asked me to explain. I told her humans can love without having sex and can have sex without being in love. That we were doing it oueselves. I added that I didn't think either if us would be if we really believed them they were the same.

She smiled saying thats what Dan said about it too...when he talked me into giving "swinging" a try. "I didn't like it at first," she said, "but when I discovered how much fun it was, I changed my mind. Sex with someone you love is wonderful but sex with someone just for the fun of it can be wonderful, too. That's how it feels with you, Joseph...wonderful!!" I couldn't have said it better myself. I fondled her big, white titties and kissed her long and hard, telling her, "Mrs Jones, you are something else... liberated, intelligent and too damn sexy for your own good. If I wasn't already married and you wasn't already married, I might want you all to myself!" She kissed me long and hard, squeezing my limp cock affectionately, "Call me Mrs Jones again" she giggled. "I love it when you call me Mrs Jones!"

bigdog3013@aol.com

FUCKING BLACKS


My wife of 41 years was always a hot thing and always loyal until I introduced her to Black cocks, and like most white wives went nuts over them. My wife has always been extremely horny. The first time that I took her out, I had my cock in her in just a few minutes. Yes, she had round heel and every guy that dated her got some of her hot pussy. She can't help herself, if a guy hits on her, she will fuck him. Well I am a sex freak myself, so I was delighted to find her.

After we got married, she only cheated once and that didn't bother me. I really thought that she would have fucked quite a bit since I was gone for months. Anyhow we started swinging, wife swapping, that led to 3somes and moresomes, all extra males, except a few. I found that I really loved watching her being fucked, eating the cum from her pussy and fucking her sloppy pussy, especially if she fucked a lot of guys or a real big cock, making her pussy stretch. I have 6" cock of average width. But she was lucky she really found some big cocks.

After a few years of this, I asked her about trying a Black Guy, and she really jumped at the chance. I found one of the nicest Black Men on earth. He had a 10+", fat cock. I took her to his place and he made her wait a while for his cock and it was driving her up the wall. He fucked her a good 20 minutes, filling her pussy with more cum than I'd ever seen. She had me lay on the floor, she squatted over me and told me to lick all that cum off her pussy and asshole. Then she sat on my face telling me to suck it out, but not to swallow. When my mouth was full she raised up so the I could show him and her my mouth was full then she had me swallow while they watched and talked trash, which I love. He fucked her for about 4 hours and me doing my clean up duties, plus she fucked me once.

When we got home, she told me that he was the best fuck by far of her life and we agreed that she could keep fucking blacks. She has fucked one hellva lot of blacks since then and has loved it dearly. Plus we fucked nearly the rest of the night.

We are in our 60's now and it is getting hard to find blacks anymore. But we have enjoyed sex to the fullest.

STRANDED (Part 1)


A bit about us: John and I were married 18 months ago. We have decided to start a family, but decide to take a holiday first. We decide to go to the caribbean. We'd walked the beach several times, and passed some catarmaran sailing boats there at the all inclusive resort, I decide I want to take a sailing lesson. John and I talk to the instructer, he is about 28 to 30 years old, really nice... and really black. I am booked for the next day at 11 AM.

I arrive the next day; it is really hot and there is some wind. Karl takes some time to show me around the boat, the Jib, the mainsail, the steering, and how all of it works. Finally, he loads a cooler on the boat, ties it down and off we go. I'm wearing a tee shirt, (over my bra) a pair of mid thigh shorts. Karl suggests I leave my runners behind. He is wearing a muscle shirt, and a pair of short, runner style shorts. We sail straight out from shore, and Karl is explaining the art of sailing, of tacking, and jibbing, and he lets me steer as well, and he coaches me on the science of adjusting the sails to match the course you are sailing. It is very interesting and fun. Karl is a good talker, and I feel comfortable with him. I do notice a couple of times as he moves about the boat that his penis occasionally hangs out of the bottom of his shorts... it is very large.

After a couple of hours we come to an island, He suggests that we stop, take a bathroom break, and stretch our legs on the beach. It is a small island, perhaps 200 meters long. He unloads the cooler, spreads out a blanket, and we have a late lunch. After lunch he suggests we walk up the beach. It is really nice white sand, and really hot, but as we get back to the boat it is apparent that the wind is considerably stronger. We load up the boat and head out, the first part is in the wind shadow of the island, and is ok, but when we get to the strong wind, the boat really accelerates, and one hull comes way out of the water. I scream, and Karl grabs the control line for the sail, turns us around for the shelter of the island. He suggests we beach the boat and wait a while to let the wind ease. We go into the beach, and in the process of pulling the boat up onto the beach, I slip and fall in... I'm completely soaked.

We take the sails down, and decide to walk around the island. He has a few coolers in the ice chest and we enjoy those as we walk. When we get back to the boat it is clear that it is even more windy. Karl gets a little radio from the boat and calls the resort. The other sailing instructer says it is really windy there, and we should consider staying where we are; it will be getting dark in an hour, and they feel it is too windy to send the power boat to rescue us. He says he will personally go to my room, find my husband and tell him I am safe, sheltered, but not likely to be back to the resort tonight. Karl takes the jib off the boat and makes a kind of leanto-tent out of it. We still have a few coolers, but no food. Karl just laughs when I say we'll starve; he gets a long stick, sharpens it and goes down to the lagoon, and after a while comes back with a fish about 30 cm long. He proceeds to light a fire, and when the fire turns to embers, throws the fish on the coals. It gets dark, but we have the fire, and eat the fish with our fingers and his knife, and drink the last coolers. It was pretty good, considering.

We are sitting on the blanket, sort of under the sail, and it is cooling off. My tee shirt is dryish, but my bra is wet as are my shorts. I know it will be really cold later, so I slip my bra out from under my t-shirt, and take my shorts off... thank god for sensible underwear! Karl hangs them on a stick by the fire to dry, and I snuggle under the blanket. The moon comes up and it is really pretty. Karl sits on his side of the blanket, and between the two of us trying to cover ourselves with the blanket edges, we get close enough to touch. He puts a arm around me, kisses me on the forehead, and thanks me for being such a nice person.

I must have dozed off, or maybe it was the coolers. I realize his hand is very lightly resting on my breast. I didn't do anything, I was kind of embarassed that I did not notice it happening and of course in that time my nipple hardens under his hand and he lightly starts to caress it. Its too awkward to stop him now, I let him continue. Soon his hand is under my t-shirt, and his caressing feels pretty good. At one point he stands up to put more wood on the fire, and I see his penis again... It is much bigger than I remember... it is at least 10 cm longer than my husband's, and probably twice, or three times as thick... and it is not fully erect!!

Once again his hand is under my t-shirt, but this time I can feel, and see his penis lying against my leg. I lie there very quietly, enjoying his touch, but not contributing or encouraging him, then again that light touch catches me unawares... his hand is on my panties, gently rubbing me. Again I say and do nothing, and soon his hand is inside my panties. He finds my sensitive spot, and somehow my legs open slowly up for him. He lifts me gently, and off come the panties; he stands up and disrobes... he kneels between my legs and takes hold of his penis and strokes it up and down my slit. Soon it is shiny with my moisture, he pulls my legs up onto his shoulders and pushes the head of his penis inside me. At this point it is no longer a penis, it is a huge, black dick. I'm so nervous, and excited that my whole body is shivering... then he starts to thrust, at first just a millimeter or so, then a centimeter, then strong and steady as he finds depths no one has ever felt before.

At first touching and pushing on my cervix is painful, then it becomes an ache, then pleasing. Then each time as he thrusts into me, he spirals and screws the head of his dick into my cervix. After many minutes and at least two orgasms on my part, the head of his dick forces my cervix open, and he thrusts in with the final several centimeters of his dick. He realizes it too, and stops thrusting.. he starts screwing and screwing around and around... and then I feel him tensing... I know he is going to come and I know it is going into my unprotected cervix.. very likely he is making me pregnant. I try to say something, but the words won't form and then he comes.. spurt after spurt. I just laid back and accepted, it was like I'd melted.

I have a great husband, we wanted to have a family, and here I was, getting royally fucked by a black man I had just met and unprotected.. I started to cry, but I wrapped my legs around Karl and would not let him pull out of me. Every circular motion he made set off more pleasure in me. I have never felt so wonderful or so fulfilled. Finally he stopped, and pulled out. I looked at that magnificent member... it was covered in red foam from his come and my blood. He put more wood on the fire and we snuggled until I dozed.

When I awoke, the moon was bright overhead, and daylight beginning to break. I looked at him.. his penis was soft but huge, I touched it... it was sticky and had sand on it. I tried to wipe it off, but only succeeded in arousing him. This time he fucked me hard... it was for him and when he came, I came with him, squeezing and milking him for every drop. When he finished, I was raw and bleeding copiously. We untangled, and he said it was time to go... he put the sail on, I waded out and washed myself off, we loaded and headed straight to the resort. We were there by 8 AM.

John was waiting for me, and took my hand and led me to our suite. I whispered I needed a shower, and some sleep. I didn't sleep, I pretended to, but tried to think of how to tell John what had happened. When I got up, we went to lunch, John told the waiter what had happened to me, and the waiter said "oh, it gets windy here every day late in the afternoon; those sailing instructors get trapped out there a couple times a week..."

Do any of you females out there want to know the name of the resort ?

carol_mills2@excite.com

THE SEDUCTION OF A WHITE WIFE


The wife I am talking about is mine. I am 42 - she is 45 and blonde, in good shape with nice long legs, a full round ass, and a neatly trimmed pussy. She is quite outspoken to the point of being bossy and dominant outside of the bedroom - but is quite submissive once the sex starts. Over the years I have found that different scenarios that never worked for me, or never turned me on in any way, have become suddenly incredible arousing to me… and the most powerful one that has arisen over the last year or so has been to see my wife playing with and being used by THICK, LARGE, BLACK COCKS. I don't know how or why this fantasy of mine began…. but just the thought of her letting herself go and licking, sucking, and fucking the huge thick cock of an anonymous black guy has become an INCREDIBLE turn- on for me. Little did I know how much of a turn-on it would eventually become for both of us.

We have always had incredibly hot sex together - and in our younger years she was very receptive to discussing various different sexual situations… and on at least 2 separate times she actually initiated getting a female friend of hers involved in our sex life - but as time has gone on - she has become much more conservative and inhibited when it comes to acting out on sexual fantasies. That being said - we have always enjoyed watching plenty of hot porn movies while we have had sex… and sometimes they have REALLY made her hot. She has been VERY vocal about how much she liked certain movies that we have watched that included lots of lesbian dildo scenes, as well as certain gangbang movies if she thought the guys were attractive.

Over the years I always shied away from showing her interracial porn however. I know that most people are aware that a lot of black guys can have really huge cocks - but at the time I did not want to expose her to that… probably because I did not want her to get too turned on by it. However - as I had said - as time went on - my perceptions changed - and I found myself actually unthreatened and OK with the thought of her being with other cocks, other LARGE cocks, cocks bigger than mine, and ultimately - became incredibly aroused with the thought of her with HUGE BLACK COCKS. Part of the fantasy was to have her with ANONYMOUS black cocks, meaning not looking for "friendship" type relationships with black guys…. more so just setting up meetings for her with guys she had never met before - big black cocks that we had found on the internet or something. The thought of it just being ONLY about the sex and ONLY about the cocks was a big part of the turn-on for me.

After a few months of constant thoughts and fantasies of my wife with black cock - I realized that this had become SUCH a turn on for me that I decided to make it a reality. To do that I knew that I needed a plan. I knew that she would NOT just agree to this if I brought it up to her…. I would have to introduce it to her slowly, little by little over time, so that she could deal with trusting the fact that seeing her with a black cock (or cocks) was now suddenly ok with me - which initially I am sure that she would think was way out of character… as well as feeling comfortable that she could admit to being turned on and sexually aroused by another man in front of me - regardless of whether they were black or white.

Phase 1 of the plan was introducing her to interracial porn. I bought a dvd from an interracial website that I watched by myself at first… and it was one of the hottest movies that I had ever seen. It was about an attractive, mid 40's white wife who had a fantasy of doing 3 black guys in an adult theatre in front of her husband. She was wearing a skimpy dress and high heels while she sat next to her husband in the theatre. 3 black guys were sitting in the back making noise - the husband complained and went to find the manager. It was then that all the fun started. The first guy came up and stood in front of her while she remained seated in her chair. He was a short, athletically built guy, who pulled down his pants and out dropped just about the LARGEST, LONGEST, THICK BLACK COCK that I have ever seen. It was ENORMOUS. The white wife immediately began to lick and suck it slowly as the other 2 guys came up and joined in. One of the other guys also had a HUGE, LONG BLACK COCK as well, while the 3rd guy was not small by any means - but just not as huge as the other 2 guys. Needless to say - this hot white wife got absolutely stuffed full of huge black cock for about an hour…. getting her pussy and ass pounded over and over again. The guys' cocks were huge and they could fuck forever. The movie ended with her giving a looong slooow blowjob to the first guy with the huge cock…. looking up at his cock and looking into his eyes and smiling as he pulled and pulled on his huge monster cock until he finally shot his black load into her waiting mouth. IT WAS INCREDIBLY HOTT.

Watching this movie made my cock so incredibly hard - I just knew that I had to show it to my wife. That weekend when we were ready to do "our thing" and I put on the dvd player to watch xxxrated movies while we fucked - I told her that I had gotten a "new one" for us to watch. "Oh Good!" she said… and I put it in and hit play…. there was PURE SILENCE in the room as she watched the movie and took in what she was seeing. "Oh my God - LOOK at the SIZE of that thing!" she said… as she watched the 1st guy pull his cock out of the woman's mouth and watched it drop down almost to his knees as it swung back and forth…. it was amazing. I asked her if she thought it was hot…. and after a pause she said "Yes"…. I told her I thought that it was incredibly hot too and that I could not stop thinking about it…..

I watched her watch the movie… as she laid forward on the bed on her stomach to watch… while I sat in a chair stroking my ROCK HARD cock…. rubbing it with oil and watching the purple head on it shoot straight up in the air…. she was MESMERIZED by the size of those cocks on screen and the amount of fucking and sucking that the lady was doing…. the woman was absolutely insatiable in her lust for those huge, black cocks and it really was a show. My wife watched me jack my cock and said "You really like this don't you?"… "Oh yeah " I said "It is so fucking hot - the thought of you doing something like that just drives me CRAZY!!"… "Really?" she said… "Oh Yeah - now just watch the movie and get a good look at those giant black cocks while I lick your pussy and ass from behind" I said.

She leaned forward and propped her ass and pussy in the air by putting a pillow under her stomach - and I began to lick and suck her pussy and ass while she watched a hot white slut wife get impaled and gangfucked by 3 hung black guys.. it was REALLY HOTT. After about 10 minutes she started gyrating and moaning faster and faster until she reached down between her legs with her fingers, rubbed her pussy, and shook violently as she made herself cum over and over again until she collapsed on the bed. "Oh my God - I have never been able to cum like that before - laying on my stomach - I always have to be laying on my back" she said. "That must mean you really liked it huh?" "Oh YEAH - it was really hot".

After a few minutes - when I thought the time was right - I asked her if she could ever do something like that - and how much it would REALLY turn me on. "I don't think so - their dicks are too big , I have never been with a black man before - and I don't want to fuck other guys". I knew that I still had work to do - so I let it go. That didn't stop me from putting the movie in EVERY time we had sex though. I could tell that she was amazed at the size of their cocks and how much the woman in the movie seemed to enjoy it. We must have sucked and fucked to that movie at least 10 times - and enjoyed the hell out of it each time. Once I felt that the movie was getting played out - I got us another one. And then another one. Always a movie based on a hot white wife getting fucked by multiple black guys with big cocks. Some she liked more than others. Sometimes the people in the films were really annoying - but sometimes it was just RAW, HOTT, BLACK COCK and WHITE PUSSY POUNDING. If she liked the woman in the movie - I noticed that she enjoyed it much more.

Soon I got her to the point where she would talk dirty about black cocks while we were fucking. She was hesitant at first - but soon loosened up when she saw how much it turned me on. "God - I'd like to suck on one of those HUGE black cocks right now if I could - would you like to see me do that?" Or - "Would you like to sit in a chair and watch me get fucked by a big black guy - or get on my knees and suck his big dick? Or stand in front of them and wiggle my round white ass and make their dicks hard? Would you like that?" Just hearing her talk like that was ALWAYS enough to make me lose control and shoot cum flying EVERYWHERE. After a few weeks of this - when I would ask her again "Do you think you could do it with a black guy?" her answer was now "Maybe…. but he would have to be goodlooking". I knew then that I was making progress.

Phase 2 of the plan was to continue to expose her to hot interracial videos of white women getting pounded by huge black cocks and having her tell me how much it turned her on…. but I also wanted to get her a little bit more active. I placed an ad - without her knowledge - of us as a couple looking for a big black cock for her to play with. I was flooded with responses and saved the ones with the biggest, thickest cocks. One night - while were were having a few drinks, watching a hot movie and while I was getting her really hot by licking her pussy and talking dirty to her - I told her about the ad. She was mildly annoyed at first but then asked to see the responses. We went to the computer and showed her what I had received. "Wow", she said - "and these guys would really want to do me?" "Of course! I said - you KNOW they do! A white woman is their ULTIMATE fantasy!" As we had a few more drinks and talked about it some more - I got her to respond to one of them - a very muscular, dark black guy with what must have been a 10 inch thick cock. She wrote to him that she thought his body was really hot and that he had a beautiful, huge cock. He wrote back the next day and she was excited…. I could tell this was starting to really turn her on. After talking about it some more - I got her to send him a picture of her round white ass and high heels. HE LOVED IT. We went into the bedroom and fucked and sucked while I told her how sexually hot she was and how she was a TOTAL SEX OBJECT for big black cocks. She came all over the place… it was REALLY HOTT!

A few nights later she had been having a few drinks and was definitely feeling it. She came over to me while I was on the couch and started rubbing my legs and telling me that she hoped that I wouldn't be upset - but that all this talk about black cocks was really starting to get to her….. it was really starting to turn her on - and she kept thinking about that guy's cock that had answered the ad. I took her into the bedroom and she immediately began sucking my cock, I asked her if she thought she was ready to get on her knees and suck on a big black cock and she said "Yes…. I want to". It was so hot I shot cumm all over the place - absolutely drenching her face and tits. When we were done I said " Don't back out on me now…. are you sure you are ready?" She said - "I'm ready…I'm scared - but I'm ready".

Wow - WHAT A TURN-ON. Later that night I emailed Keith (the guy who answered our ad) and asked if he was available that coming weekend. The next day I got an email back from him saying yes - he was available - and excited. I made a reservation at a real quiet, out of the way hotel we have used from time to time for some really hot sex sessions. It is great because the rooms are nice and it is rarely very crowded. My wife and I spent the next few night of the week taking turns masturbating in front of each other…. I loved watching her finger her clit, fuck herself with a dildo, and talk dirty about what getting her first black cock might be like… it was really a lot of fun.

The BIG Night

We made arrangements to meet Keith at 7pm…. we got there around 4:30 or so to settle in and get comfortable. I made sure my wife brought her most sexy outfits - thongs, high heels, mini-skirt, even her 2 favorite bikinis to wear to show off her looong legs. We settled in and relaxed - she was having her favorite martini while I turned on the dvd player with some hot movies. I wanted her to be really hot by the time Keith showed up. Both of us were a little nervous - but also really, really, excited. As you can probably tell by now - this was every bit as much my fantasy as hers. Probably moreso. Just the thought of my wife acting the part of the slut married housewife turns me on more than ANYTHING else. She knew that and I was REALLY glad that she was giving me what I wanted. We watched a hot movie with huge black cocks in it - and I laid her back and licked her pussy until she had an orgasm. I knew from experience that once she got the first one out of the way - she could get REALLY hot and dirty if the mood was right. After she recovered I said "It is almost time - he will be here in about 30 minutes".

"What do you want me to wear for him?" "How about the mini-skirt, thong, and high heels?" I said. She took a nice long sip of the martini and off she went to the bathroom to get ready. When she came out - she was stunning. Blonde hair, red lipstick, HIGH heels, looking like a classy slut. Really hot. The knock came. It was time. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I asked "Are you ready?" "Let's do it" she said with a smile. I opened the door and in walked Keith. About 6'4, muscular shoulders, dressed in slacks and shirt. We made the introductions and everyone was smiling. The sex was in the air and it was intoxicating. "So what do you think?" I asked him. He looked at my wife and said "This is going to work out REAL nice" with a big smile. I got him a drink… I sat in a chair in the corner and Keith sat on the edge of the bed. It was time. My wife stood in front of him and turned around completely and said "Do you like what you see?" "Oh yeah "- he said. She stood in front of him and slowly rubbed her legs up and down and softly said "I want to show you first what I am going to give you". She then slowly turned around - spread her legs REAL wide, leaned up against the wall and slowly pulled her skirt up… showing that round, white ass to him. Watching my wife act like that was INCREDIBLE!

She then slowly backed up to him and gently wiggled her ass on his cock through his pants. I could see an enormous bulge between his legs… his cock really was getting hard and huge. "Wow- that feels REALLY BIG" she said…. "Can I see it, and touch it?" Keith stood up and unzipped his pants and pulled them down, exposing his HUGE, LONG,THICK COCK that sprang out and heavily hung downward. "O my God, Keith - I Love it" she said… and got on her knees right in front of him and gently grabbed it with both hands, one near the massive head of it, the other near the shaft… and she slowly pulled on it back and forth a few times to feel its fullness, and then wrapped her lips around it. It was SO UNBELIEVABLY hot watching my wife suck a giant black cock… I almost came in my pants right there! I knew I had to control myself… so I undressed, sat in the chair, and slowly pulled on my cock while I watched my wife go down on him.

I watched as she licked and sucked on the massive head of his cock. My wife is an incredible cocksucker, and although there was no way that she could deep throat him, she really got into licking and sucking his cock, licking his balls, and jerking his huge cock into her wet mouth. She stood up and took off the mini-skirt and stripped down to just the high heels and thong and then straddled him as he sat back on the bed. She reached down and held onto his huge cock with 1 hand while she faced him and kissed him on the bed. It was unbelievably hot watching her kiss and lick his lips while holding his cock - and then get back down on her knees and suck his cock some more.

He was rock hard by now and he stood up and took off his clothes and was now totally naked. My wife ran her hands on his dark black chest and thighs while she stayed down on her knees and continued to lick and suck his cock… it was an incredible sight. She then cupped his balls with one hand, and proceeded to jerk his cock right into her mouth with her other hand…. going up and down on his huge thick black cock over and over again. You could see how wet and shiny her wet mouth made his cock, and soon he was grunting and I could tell he was going to cum. The sounds of her mouth slurping on his giant black cock and watching her go up and down on it over and over again was too much for me to take - and I shot a load of cum all over the floor. They didn't even notice. I sat mesmerized as she continued to give him an incredible wet blowjob until I watched him grab her hair, grab ahold of his cock and start jacking on it furiously until a giant load of black cock cum shot out into her waiting mouth. I watched her swallow as much of it as she could until cum was dripping out of the side of her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed and quickly wiped the rest of it off of her mouth and then kissed and sucked the head of his dick until he pulled it away from her. I watched as it hung halfway down to his knee, still shiny and wet from my wife's mouth…… UNBELIEVABLE.

More to Follow…………………….

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FREAKING - Part 12


The next morning my and my pussy were sore. My whole body ached but I never felt more gratified and satisfied in my life. I had been fucked so many times by so many different guys the night before that I felt more like a pussy than a woman. And that ass fuck coup de gras was absolutely earth shaking. Stan was still fired up and full of himself when we got up, talking a mile a minute about how this one had fucked me and how that one had fucked me and about that boxer doing me in the ass, and so on and so forth. He was more animated and excited than I'd ever seen him. We ordered room service and teased and flirted all during breakfast, finally making sweet, passionate love before we went back to sleep in each other's arms.

It was early afternoon when we were awakened by the ringing of my cell phone. It was Rondell Allen, the old black minister from the past. He wanted to get together. I hadn't mentioned running into him to Stan yet so I put him off and told him I would call him back. Stan remembered the reverend immediately, recalling the way he looked at me that Summer. He said Rondell might be a minister but he's a man too. "He wanted to fuck you then and I bet he wants to fuck you now!" he said, chanting "caboose...caboose...caboose" He had it all planned out in a split second, saying I could invite the reverend over and tell him that he (Stan) had some last minute loose ends tie up. Of course, he was really gonna hide out in the room next door and watch the whole thing. He said he wasn't about to miss the caboose. I hesitated for a minute but finally agreed when he said "Honey - every train's gotta have a caboose!" We both nosed up and I called Rondell and invited him over.

Rondell was in his 60's but still fit and the way he looked at me when he found out Stan wouldn't be joining us, was proof enough that even after all the years, he still liked the way I looked...still wanted me. It was awkward at first because he wasn't sure about how I felt or how I would react if he tried to consummate his long standing desire. I thought reliving the past might reassure him so I started teasing him about the way hit on me that Summer in Alabama. I called him naughty and scolded him for keeping me so hot and excited with his constant flirting and suggestive remarks. He admitted that he did have a thing for me that Summer, adding that I looked even sexier and more desirable now than I did then. "Aren't you sweet" I flirted. "I've been thinking about Alabama myself...ever since we bumped into each other yesterday. If Stan hadn't been with me that Summer I would have slept with you for sure!" He looked at me, pent up desire and unrequited lust shining in his eyes. "Stan ain't here now" he said quietly.

His meaning was perfectly clear and I was just as curious about him as he was about me. I wanted to know what it would have been like too. I think everybody wants the screw the one that got away. He sat beside me on the bed, recalling how fine I was in those days and how much he wanted to screw me. "God forgive me" he said, "I almost raped you that night in the country when Stan drove Curtis and Mose back to town, remember?" I did remember. I remember how I flirted and teased him, saying YES with my eyes and NO every time he tried to put the make on me. "I was awful, wasn't I?" I said. "It would have served me right if you had raped me. I shouldn't have teased you like that. I'm sorry for leading you on." He patted my knee and told me it was okay, that I was young and just doing what young white girls did with blacks in those days. He really was very sweet so I decided to take the bull by the horns, laying back on the bed with my best "fuck me" look on my face as I asked if it was too late for me to make it up to him. "Its never too late, sweet thing" he replied, sliding his wrinkled old hand up my leg.

When he touched the bare flesh of my inner thigh, his trousers started to tent out in the front, delighting me. If his cock still got hard like that, maybe it wasn't too late. I let him kiss me and feel my crotch a little, then I got up and started doing a strip tease for him like I had so long ago - only this time I actually took off my clothes. As I moved to the music, he watched me intently, often in the mirrors, and told me he had waited 25 years to see what I looked like without any clothes. "Tell me what you want to see and I'll show it to you" I promised, removing my top. "Your big pretty ass" he said, without hesitation. "I wanted to see that pretty white ass more than anything." As I unbuttoned my skirt and dropped it around my ankles, he added, "I still wanna see it! Show it to me. Let me touch it!" I didn't take my panties down right way. I turned round and round, pushing my buttocks out like I did back then, teasing him, dragging it out, making him remember. I could see the desire growing in his eyes as he envisioned that same sexy white ass under my panties. I stopped right in front of him with my back turned, leaning forward with my ass sticking out the way he liked it as I slowly lowered my panties. "I knew it" he said as panties slipped down my buttocks revealing that white ass he had fantasized about so much. "Not a mark on it even now. Sexiest damn ass I never got to see." I bent further until my buttocks and hips formed a perfect heart...until he could see the hairy crease of my pussy peeking out beneath my butt cheeks. "Well you can see it now" I giggled. "You can see it and touch it and do anything you want."

When he started playing with my butt, squeezing and fondling the cheeks, time stood still and our feelings took us back to that Alabama so long ago. He kissed my ass all over, licking between the cheeks as he worshipped at the alter of days gone by. I couldn't help hoping he would fuck my ass as he pulled me down on the bed beside him. I got hotter and hotter as he ripped off my bra and started squeezing my tits. He raved about how beautiful and sexy and desirable I was...how much he wanted to fuck me! In my mind's eye, he was still the same handsome, 40 year old, horny, virile man he was in the old days. I felt the same attraction, the same desire, the same lust. And so did he. He urged me to stimulate myself, to play with my tits and pussy, to make myself hot as he removed his own clothes. I told him I was already hot enough but I played with myself anyway, pleased at the pleasure he took watching me. His dark cock wasn't as big as some I've had but it was certainly big enough and he displayed it proudly, asking me if it looked like what I thought it would look like back then. "Better" I said, grasping it with my hand and stroking it up and down.

For an older man, he was still quite handsome, and sexy too. His black cock was really hard, throbbing in my hand and glistening darkly in the light, duplicating itself many times over in the mirrors that surrounded us. I watched myself take it in my mouth, thrilling to the sound of his groans as I started sucking it like he had fantasized on the old days. "I'm sorry" he said as he trembled and started ejaculating. "Its just so exciting after all these years. I can't help it. I can't help it!" Ignoring his self deprecating recriminations and flattered by his explosive response, I sucked him deep into my mouth and swallowed his semen happily, cumming myself as he trembled and shook with pleasure. . "Don't stop" I pleaded sucking and swallowing his juices with whorish glee, "I love it, reverend! I love it!" When he finished, I cleaned him up, and shushed any further attempts at apologizing. I told him not to worry about anything, that we had all the time in the world. He said he wished he had some cocaine, that cocaine and sex was the best combination in the world! It was the last thing in the world I expected a man of the cloth to say. When I told him I had some, he was just as shocked as I had been. He couldn't believe it. He said he hadn't had any good cocaine in ten years. He was shaking like a junkie when I produced it and cut out some lines.

After we got high, he made long sweet love to me, kissing me all over and tonguing between my legs. He got me so worked up I finally told him if he didn't fuck me soon I was going to die. He slipped that old, beautiful black dick of his deep in my pussy and fucked me like he had never fucked anyone in his life, making me cum so many times I lost count. In its own way, fucking him was better than all the fucking I had done the night before. It was a fantasy fuck to end all fantasy fucks and I'm glad Stan got to see, that I got to do it.

When he finally climaxed inside me, I locked my legs around him, trapping his cock and his semen deep in my vagina. I held him inside me as he softened and grew limp, trying to savor the moment as long as I could. It was so special. A bitter sweet moment to take to the grave - something none of us would ever forget. Later when he got ready to go, he kissed me tenderly and told me to tell Stan he was sorry, that he wished Stan had been there too, that he hated doing it behind Stan's back. "You didn't" Stan said, opening the connecting door. "I would have let you fuck her back then if you had asked me to." The reverend jumped up and hugged Stan fondly. "I envied you in those days" he said. "I used to think about you fucking this lady...jerking off and wishing it was me!" "This was always about the three us anyway." Stan said, pulling me up so the three of us could share a family hug together. Rondell stayed awhile longer, thanking us again and again and wishing us a long happy life. He said I had given him the perfect going away present and he'd never forget either one of us. I don't think I've ever seen anyone as happy as he was when he left. All things considered, I'd say the caboose was the best part of the whole train. Isn't it always?

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I TAKE ALL OF JAY'S 11"


As in previous stories, Jay and I have been together about 8 times already, but until now, I was hesitant to try and take all of him inside me. His lovemaking is wonderful so I didn't feel I was missing anything. My husband had been encouraging me to take my time and see if I could take it all. Remember, I am 5 7" and thin at 117 lbs so would be considered small. Well, Jay came up again Sunday night, arriving about 10. I had told my husband I wasn't sure I would be in the mood but Jay soon fixed that. He is so kind and gentle and always makes it known how much he wants to make love to me. When he came in the door, the first thing he did was kiss me gently, slipping his tongue in my mouth. I could feel the passion and need from him and it soon spread to me.

As we sat on the couch visiting, he began to rub my legs and feet, staring in my eyes as we all three chatted. His hands moved to my breasts through my nightshirt and I could feel my nipples hardening. He pulled me up and took me in his arms and my hand reached for his groin, finding his cock through his warm ups. As usual, it was rock hard. I slipped my hand inside his pants and found he was not wearing any shorts. My hand pushed his pants down so his cock sprang out as my husband got a great picture of my white hand, wedding ring on, stroking his chocolate cock.

He was kissing me passionately and my heart started melting and my panties became wet. Jay had just had a birthday and my husband and I found a pair of black thong panties with a heart on them at Victoria's Secret..These were going to be Jay's birthday present. I had already given him another pair of my panties and he kept telling me how he masturbated in them. I invited Jay to come upstairs with me so he could have his birthday present. My husband followed with the video camera and digital and as Jay laid me down on the bed and began kissing me he got some real nice pictures. Soon, Jay had my legs spread and my nightshirt up, pulling my panties aside and tonguing me. His tongue was so hot my juices began flowing immediately. I told Jay those panties were his birthday present so he slipped them off and rubbed them against my now soaked pussy, getting my juices all over them.

As my husband said to have fun and began to go downstairs, he showed me the lubricant he had left on the nightstand, hinting that I should try and take all of Jay. Jay is so romantic and sexual, his kisses soon had me eager to make love with him. He stood up and undressed and laid down so I could taste him and stroke his black cock. I pulled my nightie up and laid on him naked, feeling his cock against my stomach, rubbing against him to make him moan as our kisses became more frantic, his tongue searching my mouth. I sat up and slid my nightie off and fell back in his arms. Pushing up, I squatted over him, taking his cock and sliding it up and down my wet pussy, eventually sliding it inside me, slowly at first, then moving up and down on him taking it deeper. His hands held my butt pushing me down further, kneading my butt with his big gentle hands.

Sitting on Jay lets me control how deep he goes but in that position it is not comfortable to take more than maybe 7 inches of him. I bent over kissing him as he pushed his hips up into me making my orgasm build. Jay can stay hard and make love for at least 45 minutes before cumming, but that also makes me sore. I whispered in Jay's ear that I wanted him to cum quicker tonight, and he rolled me over on my back as I opened my legs to him. Taking his cock in my hand, I positioned it so he could take me, and take me he did. He started taking me slowly at first, giving me more of him each time he thrust into me. My legs opened up wider and I hooked my legs up around his back offering all of me to him. With each thrust I could feel his cock going deeper than ever before. This went on for about 10 minutes (video reviews are nice!) when I reached for the lubricant and put it on the bed, ready to try and take all of him. Somehow he re-positioned himself so the lubricant was not necessary. By now my pussy was dripping and as my fingers clutched his back he slid all of his 11 inches inside me as I felt his balls hitting my butt. There was no pain, just a pressure inside me that I had never felt before. He made love to me until I burst with a huge orgasm making my legs tremble and my fingers dig deeper into his back.

Jay always insists that I be fulfilled before he will even think about cumming. After he heard me explode he moved gently and slowly again and raised up, his massive legs pulling my legs inside his. I knew this was his favorite position to cum in me and he was soon moving faster, pushing hard into me. I could feel his cock swell even bigger as he started pounding me into the bed, my hips pushing up into him even though he had me pinned down.

After a couple of minutes, I felt him tense up and his cock began squirting his juices deep inside me as his body trembled. I held him close to me as he finished filling me up. As he finally pulled out of me, I knelt over him and stroked his massive cock, licking the last of his sweet cum off the tip.

Jay held me for about 5 minutes, just cuddling as I like to do. We went downstairs to see my husband and I then took Jay back to his bedroom to make sure he got settled. After visiting with my husband for a few minutes, I told him I was going back to make sure Jay got all tucked in and to kiss him goodnight. When I got to his room, the light was down low and he was laying there naked. Bending down to kiss him goodnight, he pulled me to him on the bed and laid me on my back. Kneeling over me he began kissing me and I could feel his cock on my belly, fully hard again. I opened my legs for him and he again slid inside me. My moans must have been loud as I heard the door open and my husband came in. Remember, he had never seen Jay make love to me before, just some quick pictures of me slipping Jay inside me and the videos. I saw him standing at the foot of the bed but it did not stop Jay from continuing to fuck me, not make love to me. Holding up two fingers to show my husband this was the second time, Jay kept pounding me as my husband urged him to give it all to me again, to fill me up like before. Jay responded by again cumming inside me. What a lover he is!!

I finally kissed Jay goodnight and my husband and I went up to our bed and I let him lick the juices out of me. Since I was not at all sore, just tingly, when he had love to me it felt wonderful. He soon added his cum to my lovers.

The next morning, I awoke to Jay standing by the bed. He told me my husband had told him to come up and kiss me goodbye before he took him to his car. Jay bent down and kissed me goodbye, then standing there, slid his slacks off and all I could stare at was his hard cock. I smiled as he lifted my nightshirt up and slid my panties off. He pushed my legs apart and fucked me again, cumming for the third time in about 7 hours. My husband said he could hear the bed squeaking and my moans and couldn't believe I was taking him again. After Jay finished, he went downstairs and my husband took him to his car. I laid there, his juices running out on the bed.

When my husband got home, he came upstairs and I opened my legs so he could taste me again. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, slid his slacks down, and was soon making love to me, filling me up once again also. Over the period of 7 hours, Jay had made love to me three times, and my husband twice. What a night it was, and I cannot wait for it to happen again. Unfortunately, Jay has moved about 5 hours away, so we need to meet him halfway soon. I love my chocolate. If there are other ladies interested in sharing stories, or know of any great black lovers in the Memphis area, please feel free to respond to me.

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FREAKING - Part 11


I did the best I could but I was still ten minutes late when I joined the boxer at the appointed place. He didn't seem bothered by my tardiness - just glad to see me. We flirted and teased awhile before I took him back to the room. But he was all business when we got there, mauling me in his haste to get my clothes off. As we undressed each other, he watched himself feel me up in the mirrors, getting more and more excited the nakeder I got. He liked my tits and my ass, (who doesn't?), and he couldn't wait to get his hands on my pussy. Unfortunately, his attitude changed when he started fingering my slit. "Damn, baby" he complained. "What's wrong with your pussy? Why is it so loose?" I told him my husband had fucked me just before I slipped out to meet him...that I would tighten back up in a little while. He fingered me again, asking how damn big my husband's dick was. He said my pussy felt like a horse had been fucking me or something. I really didn't want to talk about how big and loose my pussy was and he sensed my anger so he didn't say anything else. He just pushed me down on the bed and stared kissing me and fondling my breasts.

As my cocaine laden nipples started to get hard, he began sucking my tits like a baby feeding on it's mother's breast. "I love big titties" he mumbled, going back and forth between my tits, sucking them and sucking them and sucking them. In spite of my fatigue and weariness, I started getting hot again. All the sucking had my nipples on fire and I felt moisture gathering between my legs. When he spread me out on the bed, he moved up my chest and shoved his cock in my mouth. He had a nice dark cock, about the size of my husband's. It was perfect for sucking and I gave him head until he was on the verge of ejaculating, hoping that he would ejaculate. I didn't know if he wanted my pussy anymore since it was so stretched and loose, so I was content to suck him off if that's what he wanted. I like sucking dick anyway, especially when I'm high and especially when the dick is hard and black like his was. I always get off when a black guy cums in my mouth.

But he didn't cum, at least not in my mouth. He said he liked getting hid cock sucked, but when it came to cumming, he liked cumming inside a woman, especially a sexy phat assed white woman like me. When he got between my legs, his cock slipped into me easily, meeting no resistance as he buried it completely with the first penetration. He pushed it in and out enthusiastically at first and then began to slow stroke me, growing impatient with the stretched cavern my pussy had become after Marcus fucked me. Finally, he pulled his dick out and said he couldn't work with that - that he needed it tighter than that or he'd never get off. Tired of being insulted and belittled about the size of my pussy, I turned onto my side with my back towards him, angry and upset. I didn't even look at him when I told him I couldn't help it if my husband had stretched my pussy. When he said something about it being too loose again I got angry "Maybe you need a bigger dick!" I said. "Or, if my pussy ain't tight enough, maybe you oughtta jerk off."

"I got a better idea, bitch" he said, pushing me over onto my stomach and straddling my legs from behind. "I think I'll try your married white ass. I bet its tight enough. I struggled when he started playing with my ass and rubbing his fingers in the deep crevice between the cheeks. But he had me pinned and he was too heavy for me to lift. He wet the tip of his finger and rubbed it across my anus, saying my pretty little ass hole looked good and tight. "Don't you dare" I said, but it was no use. He knew I couldn't stop him. I gasped when he stuck his finger inside my butt and started finger fucking my puckered anus. As he loosed me up back there, he kept wetting his fingers in my pussy, using my vaginal juices to lubricate his cock and my anus at the same time.

Even though I was upset and angry, the thought of him fucking me in the ass aroused me. I'd only been ass fucked a few times in my whole life, but I had always enjoyed it. There's so much more feeling back there and his probing fingers were exciting me a lot more than I cared to admit. I couldn't suppress the surge of desire that fluttered through my belly when he asked me if my husband had ever fucked me in the ass. Grudgingly, I said "NO! Nobody fucks me in the ass!" Well" he said, laying his stiff cock in the valley between my ass cheeks, "we'll just see about that." I fought the flurry of pre-orgasmic tremors racing thru me as he pressed my ass cheeks together, trapping his stiff cock between them. He slid his dick up and down between my butt cheeks, watching it. He said it looked like a big, black hot dog in sexy white hot dog bun, as he slid in back and forth my butt cheeks like he was fucking me already.

I trembled ever time his dick brushed across my anus, thinking about how it was going to feel when he stuck it in. He must have been thinking about it too because he went back to lubricating his dick and my ass with the juices dribbling from my gaping pussy hole. When we were wet enough, he parted my ass cheeks and pressed the tip of his black cock against my tight butt hole. He gripped his cock with his hand to keep it from bending and pushed it harder, increasing the presssure, until my sphincter muscle gave way, allowing him to enter my anus. I jerked involuntarily as the head of his cock popped into my tiny ass hole, thrilled by the sensations his entry sent racing up and down my spine. Hating myself for being such a slut, I climaxed as he pushed it further in and started fucking my ass. "What you cumming for, bitch?" he taunted, pushing his dark cock all the way in. Feeling ashamed and degraded, I couldn't help responding to his anal invasion, pushing my ass up and grunting everytime he hit me with that big, black dick of his. He took great pleasure in telling me how hot and tight my ass was every time he rammed his dick up in me again, bragging about how much he liked fucking married white women in their tight little asses. His verbal abuse only increased my pleasure and in spote of myself, I moaned softly, wiggling my ass with whorish enthusiasm as I pushed back to meet his thrusts .

"I think you like having a nigger dick in your ass, bitch" he taunted, pumping his stiff rod in and out like he loved my ass, like the sight of his black dick going in and out of my stretched anus fascinated him. On the verge of yet another climax, I sarcastically asked him if my hot white ass was tight enough for him. "Tighter'n dick's hatband" he chuckled. "You white girls all got tight asses!" I stopped pretending after that. I liked it and there was no sense in pretending I didn't. I liked it a lot. And I gave him the ride of his life, moving my ass and rolling my hips, telling him how good it felt, how much I liked getting fucked in the ass. "I know you like it bitch" he grunted, fucking faster and faster. "All you white girls like taking it in the ass!" I was climaxing non-stop by then, getting off every time he reminded me I had a big nigger dick up my ass. When pushed it all the way and flooded my bowels with his semen, there was so much feeling and so much emotion that I shrieked "Do it, baby! Fuck my ass! I love it! I love it!!" I kept using interracial references the whole time he was ejaculating, loving the sluttish pleasure it gave me and the added stimulation it gave him. I was so high and so fucking hot, I orgasmed every time I felt his black dick jerk...everytime he shot another wad of nigger cum into my married white ass hole.

I was so wild with whorish desire when he finally pulled out of my ass that I rolled over and started licking and sucking his cock, thrilled by the scent of my own ass. I devoured his big cock with my lips and tongue, cleaning him off and cumming like crazy the whole time. It was the most whorish thing I've ever done and I loved it. I loved it almost as much as I loved his big dick up my ass. I was exhausted, spent and already asleep by the time he left. I never saw him again except on TV when he knocked his opponent out like he said he would. He knocked me out too. It was the perfect ending to my fantasy train.

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