DIANE'S DREAM COMES TRUE

Before long I found I enjoyed teasing other men so much that I made it a habit to dress provocatively in short skirts, hose, high heels and tight blouses every chance I got. I began to worry that I was dressing like a tramp, and yet the excitement of having men literally turn and follow me was intoxicating. Best of all - Rob seemed to love showing me off to others, and constantly urged me to go further and further. Ultimately, he suggested and planned for me to have sex with another man. As fate would have it, that man happened to be an extremely well hung black man, and my training as a black cock whore was off and running. Since then, I have been penetrated by no less that 5 different black men, and three of them have spent literally dozen of loads of their hot black semen deep within my once innocent white pussy. Prior to beginning my training, I had no idea how undersized Rob's cock really is. Other than Rob the only cocks I have seen in real life are those of the 5 black men that I mentioned previously, and they all measure at least 8" in length and are considerably thicker. They seem so huge and powerful to me that I can't stop myself from stroking, fondling and sucking them for hours at every opportunity. Perhaps that gives you some understanding of why I seem to lose complete control of myself in the presence of black cocks.

Throughout this process, my husband Rob has been very understanding, and seems genuinely to enjoy inserting his small - but perpetually hard - little cock into my freshly creamed pussy. Because of the tremendous size difference, poor Rob's baby cock seems lost within my now permanently stretched-out folds. I have taken the advice of several women that have responded and daily do kagel exercises to keep my pussy as tight as possible. The up-side of all those kagel's is that I'm able to literally "milk" those huge black hoses of every ounce of their cum! Unfortunately, it comes down to the fact that the five black men that literally spread my pussy to it's limits are all fully twice the size of Rob - in one case it's probably closer to three times. Fortunately, Rob doesn't seem to mind. Without fail he's there, waiting to dip his tiny wick into my sperm-flooded pussy, only to have it emerge literally coated with the cum from the recent donor. Since I don't use any form of birth control, Rob insists on having the chance to add his shot of sperm after each load of black cum that is dumped within me. Rob has an amazingly small cock - it measures just under 5" when fully hard, with tiny balls to match. In a past letter I mentioned that it I was able to have Rob's entire package - balls and all - penetrate me after being stretched by one of my black lovers. This seemed to thrill Rob so completely that I now accommodate him in that manner on a regular basis. He claims this more than makes up for the fact that I'm "slightly" looser than before. There's an understatement!

My reason for writing at this time is to pass on the latest chapter of my story. I no longer have to wonder if I have become a total and complete slut for black cock. I know I am. Since my first encounter with Greg, then my episode with Dan, and the incredible Mr. Big, I felt that all three of them, as well as many other black men I encounter, seem to be able to sense within me the need to experience their powerful black cocks, and to accept deep within me their potentially baby-making sperm. Each of the three have gone on to penetrate me countless times, always with Rob watching and taking his place in line. The joy of having two men at once was always thrilling, even if one of them was only Rob. On many occasions I fantasized how it would feel to be passed from one hot black stud to another for an entire evening before having to stop and allow time for Rob to soak his underdeveloped penis in my creamy, cum-filled crack. On several occasions I'd suggested the idea to Rob that we plan an evening with two or possibly even all three of my black lovers present, but he has remained adamantly against the idea. For some reason he seems concerned that with two or three horny black studs waiting in line he may never get his turn before they completely wore my pussy out for the night. I tried to re-assure Rob that wasn't the case, that I would never forget my favorite little baby cock - and reminded him of the pleasure he might get from having two or three loads of cum for his little cock to soak in when he did finally get his chance. That seemed to excite him, but he remained unconvinced. Rob finally agreed to a night out with Greg where I could tease another black man if one was present in the bar and seemed interested. I told him that my fantasy would only involve teasing, and wouldn't go any further. After all, I would still leave the bar with Greg and Rob for some "stretching and soaking exercises". Reluctantly Rob finally gave in to my persistence, as long as I agreed he had the final say.

The reason I suggested Greg instead of Dan or MB is quite simple. We have been fortunate to fall into a schedule of sorts with Greg, Dan and MB. At least once a month (twice if I'm lucky!) Rob and I put aside a weekend to ensure that my training as a black cock whore continues. Although I have suggested to Rob on several occasions that it might be fun to plan an adventure with two or all three of my lovers, he has always been set against that. This schedule seems to suit Rob well, and allows me the chance to really anticipate and then enjoy that weekend to the fullest. It had been a couple months since Greg had planted his lengthy spade in my garden, and he'd called a couple times recently asking for a date. After getting Rob to agree to the plan, I quickly called Greg and made plans to get together for an upcoming weekend. I told him I'd been dreaming of black cock, and told him he might have to be prepared to do double duty. He asked what that meant, and I told him I'd been having this re-occurring dream where I was being gang- banged by several black studs, and he might have to do me twice - once with a disguise on! He laughed and said he was sure it would all work out in the end. I hoped that he was thinking what I was thinking, but since Rob was standing right there I couldn't go into more detail. After all, I'd made a promise and I hate to break my promises to Rob!

As the agreed upon date approached I could hardly restrain myself. It seemed that every black man I saw on the street, at the store, where I work - everywhere - could see the sheer lust in my eyes. Since my training as a black cock whore has begun, I know that I dress more provocatively than I should. As the week wore on, my pussy literally throbbed all day long. On Wednesday I wore a pair of 5" stiletto heels with a short black skirt and black stockings to work, and strutted at the mall on my lunch hour. By Thursday I felt as if I was a bitch in heat, and I think I came on to every black male that came within 100 feet of me. I struck up several conversations with attractive black men I'd never met before. Who knows, maybe I'll bump into them again sometime. Just the thought of having two horny black men taking turns with me was enough to send me to the ladies room stall to massage my swollen clit. I took Friday afternoon off, and spent the time carefully selecting my outfits for the weekend. When Rob got home, I meet him at the door in glossy dancers tights, a low cut bodysuit and high heels. Within seconds, his little cock was hard as a rock and I was determined it would stay that way until the night was over! I made him put on his little leather cock harness - and allowed him to take a couple pictures before we left for the evening and ultimately, our meeting with Greg. As has become our routine (Rob is afraid that other people we know may see me dressed like a tramp and draped over my black lover on the dance floor), we drove about 50 miles to a nearby town, and checked in the motel we stay at. During the ride I removed my skirt and gave a peep show to passing truckers. When we exited the highway Rob had to lose one trucker who seemed intent on following us. Rob's little baby was straining at the harness when we got to the room, and I sucked him nearly to orgasm. Of course I had to stop short to ensure his horny little cock would stay hard.

We had planned to meet Greg at the bar at 8:00 P.M., and I was disappointed that he wasn't already there when we arrived. After having a couple drinks, and playing some pool, I was really beginning to enjoy the attention of several guys playing on nearby tables. I had already turned away the advances of a couple guys when I was approached by a very attractive black man. He had been sitting off to the side, and no doubt had noticed that most of my "accidental" flashes seemed to be directed his way. He looked to be in his mid-40's, and was not the least bit shy about looking me up and down a couple times before letting out a long, slow and soft whistle. In a whisper he introduced himself as Don, and asked if I'd be interested in a game of pool. Since Rob was expecting that I would be teasing any potential black guys, he soon began to egg me on a bit. I could tell that Rob liked the idea that Don was a little older - maybe he figured I wouldn't see him as a serious candidate considering my other black lovers are all 10-15 years younger. At first I was a little reluctant - after all I was kind of hoping that Greg would show up soon - maybe even with a friend if my wish was to be granted. Before long the three of us were talking like old friends, with Don continuing to talk in such a low voice that most of the time he seemed to be whispering in my ear. As you might imagine - considering my state of mind all week long - my pussy was literally to the point of dripping. I realized it was after 9:00 and still no sign of Greg. I began to worry that he'd had something come up and wouldn't be able to make it. With that thought in mind, I began to really play up to Don, thinking that perhaps he could fulfill my need for black cock if Greg didn't show.

Before long Rob sensed that my teasing was getting more serious than he'd expected, and asked if maybe I shouldn't be careful not to get Don too worked up only to disappoint him. When I asked Rob why he thought Don would be disappointed I could see he was quite upset that I seemed to be considering yet another black man to help with my training. I was very aware that Rob felt that having three black men to penetrate me so deeply and aggressively on a regular basis was already too many - adding yet another had certainly never crossed his mind. I assured him that wasn't my intention - Don would just be a fun diversion for the night since it seemed that Greg may have had a change of plans. With some coaxing - and the promise that I would not add Don to the list of black cocks that I regularly service - Rob agreed. With that settled, I began to tease poor Don unmercifully. Don remained so calm I suspect he was no different than many of the black men I meet. He seemed totally confident that he would get the chance to fill my pussy with his cum - it was just a matter of timing. If those were indeed his thoughts at the time - he was right and so was the timing!

By now it was close to 10:30, and without a doubt Don and I were ready to move beyond pool. His whispered offer to introduce me to his version of "9 Ball" provided me with the hope that my incredible string of stumbling across such well endowed black men might continue. The bar we were in had a live band that started their set at 10:30, and the pool room emptied out except for the three of us and a couple other small groups. The band could be clearly heard where we were, and - as Rob usually fears - I began to playfully dance with Don as the pool game continued. Rob seems to feel that when I do this everybody in the room knows I am trying to seduce the black man I'm with. As if they haven't figured that out hours ago! Anyway - that's why we visit this nearby town! Don didn't seem to mind, and simply smiled when I put my arms around his neck and starting swaying back and forth with him. Within minutes the others in the room were probably remembering scenes from the movie Dirty Dancing, and Rob was quietly sitting at the table nursing his beer. Don soon put his hands on my hips and pulled me close - forcing me to straddle his leg and allowing me to feel his fully engorged cock straining against the fabric of his jeans. I was left with no doubt that he was fully capable of living up to his promise of a lesson in 9 Ball! I boldly placed my hand on his crotch, and asked if I could get my lesson started right away. I told him that Rob and I had a room at the hotel nearby, and asked if he'd like to join us for the evening. As usual, he whispered in my ear that he'd be delighted. We continued our dance with Don now holding me close.

As I looked over to the table where Rob was sitting (no doubt rubbing his harnessed little cock under the table) Greg and another black man walked into the bar! It seemed that Rob and I both spotted them at the same instance, and I could tell Rob was very unnerved by this new development. Greg saw me over by the pool table, and flashed his broad smile when I slyly winked at him. Fortunately, Greg seemed to immediately grasp the situation, and headed over to Rob's table rather than coming over to where Don and I were locked in our embrace. I could see him shake hands with Rob, and introduce his friend. Before Rob had a chance to react, Greg had summoned the waitress and ordered a round of drinks. My heart fluttered as I contemplated this latest development. Suddenly I was faced with a situation where I was in the arms of a black man I'd just met and agreed to have sex with, Rob was sitting at a nearby table upset over what seemed to be transpiring, and my long time black lover that I'd arranged to have sex with tonight had just arrived with another black man, no doubt to fulfill my hinted at fantasy! While it took my mind several minutes to sort through this, my pussy seemed to immediately grasp the scenario. I could see Rob was completely beside himself, yet I was already considering if I could sort out these details in a way that would fulfill my ultimate fantasy - three black cocks at once! Although I knew that Rob would be set against it, I knew right then that I had to do whatever possible to make that fantasy come to life. And I did.

Before I had completely thought it all over, I found myself telling Don about Greg and his friend that had just walked in. For some reason that I still don't understand, I told him everything - about my inability to control my cravings for black cock, about my dream of a black gang bang, about my scheme to try and trick Rob, about my hope that Greg would bring along a friend, even about my attempt to seduce him when I was worried that Greg might not show. He remained completely calm and said he understood my needs completely. He whispered that he was intent on seeing our coupling through, but asked if our lesson would need to be postponed until another time, perhaps tomorrow. I asked if he'd be willing to help me fulfill my fantasy instead, if I would be willing to commit to becoming his "9 Ball" student. He quickly agreed, and we went over to the table where Rob and the others were. Greg's friend took my hand in his and introduced himself as TK, saying that Greg had said I needed some help interpreting my dreams. He said he would do whatever he could to help. There was a brief but strained pause before Rob spoke up, no doubt with every intention of getting this runaway situation under control. Before he could get even a couple words out, I jumped in with an invitation that we all head over to our room. Rob's jaw just about fell to the floor, and before he could recover I quickly gave them all our room number, asked Greg if he would mind picking up a couple beers and a bottle of wine before he came over. Greg and TK headed out, and I grabbed Don's hand and suggested that he walk over with Rob and I. With my other hand I reached over and grabbed Rob's cock - hard as usual. Although he was sitting there apparently in total disbelief, his little baby cock told me all I needed to know. I could feel the outline of his cock straining against the leather harness. I looked Rob in the eye and asked him if everything was OK. Before he could stammer any type of a reply and gave him a big kiss and thanked him for finally agreeing to let me fulfill my fantasy, and told him how anxious I was to get started. With that Don and I started towards the door, and Rob dutifully got up and followed. As we left, there seemed little doubt that the remaining pool players were fully aware of what was about to transpire.

After we got to the room I immediately began to make out with Don. Rob went to get ice, and when he returned he found he was greeted by the sight of me sucking Don's hard black cock. I was totally enthralled by his large 9" cock - and even more so by his enormous balls. Each ball seemed to almost completely fill my hand, and I could imagine myself squeezing the cum right out of them. When Don's finger reached my pussy I could tell he was inspired by the wetness of it. He whispered that we'd better plug that hole before all the juice ran out and literally picked me up and speared me in one motion with his huge ebony shaft. Within seconds I found myself being literally pounded by his full length, which I'm sure was every bit of the 9" he'd hinted at! I watched through a haze as Rob answered the knock on the door and let Greg and TK in. TK immediately begin to join in, while Greg opened the wine and offered poor Rob a beer. I heard him suggest to Rob that he get comfortable as this might be a long night.

That comment was just the thing that Rob seemed to fear the most, and he responded by insisting that we stop. It was at that moment that I knew I had to wonder no more if I'd become a total whore for black cock. Here I was being impaled on Don's huge black dong, while TK had pulled out his slightly shorter but thicker ebony shaft and was feeding it into my hungry mouth. I was giving myself completely to these two black stallions whom I'd met for the first time just hours earlier. Greg's 10" black cock was waiting nearby - no doubt ready to join in as soon as he was certain that Rob had accepted the situation. Poor Rob and his little baby cock were being given no choice but to watch as his once virgin little pussy was willingly gang banged by three heavily hung black bulls. As before, the presence of a huge black cock turned me into a total and complete slut. Only this time it was worse. I put on the most wanton show that night that if I ever saw it on tape I'm sure I would be embarrassed. I was literally staring deep into Rob's eyes as the three of them pounded away, berating him for having such miniature cock. I openly expressed my intention to repeatedly fuck these three again and again - and even talked of having Dan and MB join in. Greg, Don and TK were incredible - never letting up with the continual assault. I begged them not to stop and make me go back to Rob's inadequate little 4" cock! For hours the three of them took turns riding me like a bitch in heat - until my pussy was completely worn out. Several times I saw Rob stroking his undersized cockette so hard that I thought he might pull it off. His cock is so small that when he wraps his hand around it only the tiniest little bit of the head even shows. He looked so sad sitting there pulling that little peter, no doubt wishing that he could have been born with a man-sized cock instead. I know that's what I was wishing!

I made him sit there for another 10 minutes or so after the three of them left while I pulled out my vibrator and came several more times. Finally - I made him take a picture of my spoiled pussy before allowing him to slide that little cock of his inside and feel the result of such a pounding. My pussy was so completely stretched out - it was as if his cock and balls - still in their cute little leather harness - were just completely swallowed up. I forced him to lay back while I rode him hard, pounding away while his total package slid easily in and out of my gaping hole. I pleaded with him to fuck me with his little baby cock the way those big black horse cocks did. I urged him to please . please . please drive his little cock deeper, to try and reach that spot that they reached so deep within me.. His cock and balls finally exploded in the most incredible orgasm I've ever witnessed. He began to shoot stream after stream of his baby cock cum into me, no doubt to compete with the numerous loads of black cum that had been deposited earlier so much deeper within my womb.

I finally collapsed on the bed, and awoke about an hour later to the feeling of Rob sucking on my soaked pussy. He said he knew that I'd taken too much black sperm this night, and that he wanted to suck as much of it out as possible because he was worried about my becoming pregnant. As he sucked I had another orgasm as he lapped away at my used pussy, and drifted back to sleep while I thought about my chances of getting Rob to agree to a repeat performance of this night. After all, you know I would never do anything without his consent!