Since my first time with a black cock, I have found it more and more difficult to "make do" with Rob's boyish penis. I never knew just how undersized his cockette was until I began to experience black cocks. Fortunately, Rob seems to take great pleasure in sliding into my wet and spoiled pussy as soon as he possibly can after I have had a load of black sperm emptied deep within me. In fact, he has often said that he felt it necessary to ensure that he be the last to spill his seed so as to ensure that if I became pregnant he could be sure that he would be the father. I never understood his reasoning, especially since his little cock only goes about 1/3 as deep as many of the black cocks that I have known over the past year. I never gave it much thought, except to be sure that his baby cock was allowed to soak in my cum-filled pussy afterwards. As my pussy has become more and more stretched out from the deep pounding it takes from the three black men that I date on a regular basis, I often wondered if Rob's little baby cock even touches the walls of my sloppy vagina through all that black sperm.

I guess that leads me to my current dilemma. During the last two months I have had sex with all three of my black male friends several times, as well as a one time probing by a fourth. I am now past due for my period, and have taken an in home pregnancy test twice - both came back positive. I have yet to tell Rob about this development, and in fact have decided to post this letter as my way of letting him know. Rob has certainly filled me with his cum many times during the past few weeks, and all but a few times was there to add his load of sperm to the others.

On one occasion about a month ago, I had the chance to have sex with all 3 of my black studs as well as the new person I met within a 12 hour period. By the end of that day my pussy was literally so full of cum that I had to place my hand inside my pantyhose and hold my pussy lips closed while Rob drove me home to avoid spilling large amounts of sticky black sperm on the car seat! I know Rob was a little upset with me that day, as I think he felt I may have let my cravings for black cock get away from me. At first I think he was so upset that he wasn't planning on slipping his little cock into my cream-filled and dripping pussy. I was still so worked up over the pounding that I'd taken over the past twelve hours that I needed more, even if it was just his little cock. Now that it seems I might be pregnant, I'm glad he did add his load - even if it was only a tiny amount compared to what had already been deposited so deeply within my belly. At least he should be happy he added his load last that day.

I had originally planned on meeting Greg and Dan, two of my black lovers for an afternoon of fun. Rob was out of town on business, and it had been almost a month since I'd had either of them. They had both been calling, and I agreed to meet them both at a local hotel - for lunch and/or a little sexual relief! They were both quite insistent that we needed a room in order to have "dessert"! Since Rob wasn't due back until that evening, I figured I'd enjoy myself, and have a little surprise for him when his plane did get in!

I had a wonderful time with Greg and Dan, and both of them flooded my pussy with several loads of their thick cum. The incredible feeling of having two powerful black men alternately working their cocks into me is something I cannot resist. For several hours they took turns ravishing my once tight and innocent white pussy, until I had come at least a dozen times. What a combination - Greg is just over 10" long, and Dan's beautiful black rod is about as thick as a soda can! Having them take turns humping me was truly a moving experience! Unfortunately, they both had to leave, and I asked them to just leave me the room key to the room. I planned to clean up a bit, and then drive to the airport to met Rob's flight.

As it was still a bit too early to head to the airport, I got dressed and headed down to the hotel lounge for a drink. As usual, I had dressed in a short skirt to meet with Greg and Dan earlier. I can't seem to miss an opportunity to put on a little show, so it wasn't long before several guys at the bar began to make eye contact. I laughed when thinking about several of the conservative white businessmen that offered to buy me a drink. I could imagine the reaction they'd have if I did let them pick me up, only to dip their little white cocks into my huge gaping pussy full of black sperm. I have to admit that I was becoming attracted to one guy, and was playfully thinking about letting him find out what it felt like to soak in my pussy. He had sat down with me and we were getting along very well when I spotted my third black stud - MB - entering the bar.

Now, if any of you read my story about MB (short for Mister Big) you would understand why my interest immediately shifted. I still feel kind of sorry for the white guy that I was with, I'm sure he thought he was about to get lucky when all of the sudden MB walked over and I just melted into his arms. He introduced me to his associate, and immediately let me know he was horny and glad to see me. As always, I told MB that I was his to have - any time, any place - for the asking. I told him I happened to have a room at the hotel, and he told me he be right up. I left and headed to the room. Within minutes, MB was there and wasted no time at all before impaling me on his enormous black pole. I have never been able to talk every inch in MB's massive horse cock, but with the loosening that had taken place a couple hours earlier I came closer than ever before. MB is a huge man in every way, and having sex with him is unlike anything I could imagine. He is well over a foot taller than me, and weighs around 260 to my 110 pounds. He fucks me so hard and deep that it feels like I'll split in two, yet I LOVE it and when I'm with him lose all track of my actions. Rob has told me that when I am being fucked by MB it looks like his cock is as big as my arm. He holds me like a rag doll and jackhammers away at my pussy - literally slamming my whole body down on his shaft. I shamelessly beg for him not to stop, and ridicule Rob for his inadequate little cock - in short I am completely unable to resist his every desire. As I said, MB has turned me into the complete and total black cock slut that I am.

On this day he filled me with three of his huge loads. When he left, it was early evening and my pussy was completely ruined. In the past 6 hours I had been screwed by three enormous black studs, each had cum at least twice. I laid there for a while on the bed, playing with my clit just thinking about the pounding I'd taken. I was very anxious for Rob's flight to land now, as he would be more than a little surprised by the welcome home I had for him. Again I dressed and headed to the bar, planning on having a drink before meeting Rob. By now it was happy hour, and the bar was pretty busy. Within minutes, I had at least 4 guys coming on to me. Here I sat with a pussy overflowing with cum, and it was as if every guy in the place knew. The guy I had been talking with earlier sat down and really started coming on to me. We had a couple drinks, and even danced a couple times. As we danced, I was glad I was wearing pantyhose, as I could feel the cum soaking the crotch. The guy I was dancing with seemed like a nice guy, and I finally decided that I'd have sex with him some other time. I explained my situation to him - that I had to meet my husband at the airport in a couple hours. He was very excited, and said he was in town on business every month or so. I'm sure we'll get together sometime.

By now I was getting a little tipsy, and started to think about getting to the airport. I left the hotel lounge, and turned in the key. I made my way to the valet to get my car, and gave the claim check to a very handsome young black man. He brought my car around, and stood eyeing me as I got in. I must have accidentally given him quite a show as I was getting in - he refused the tip I offered saying that it was his pleasure. Being a little drunk, I stalled the car and couldn't seem to get it started. He offered to help, insisting that I shouldn't drive. He told me he was just getting off work, and would be happy to drive me home, and I could return for my car later. As he stood over me, I found myself staring at the bulge in his tight uniform pants, and wondering.

The next thing I knew I was in his car, and I was all over him. I was trying to unzip his pants, as he drove. We ended up in a parking garage, where he fucked me in the back seat like some schoolgirl. He couldn't have been much past 20, and once he got started he seemed top go on . . .and on . . . and on. He came once, then twice, and still this young stud's cock was hard as a steel rod. He literally fucked the daylights out of me, in every position imaginable. Although I didn't offer any resistance, it began to feel like he was raping me and seemed intent upon fucking me for hours. He began to talk about calling some of his friends, and I realized I was begging him for more. I knew by now that Rob must be waiting at the airport, wondering what was keeping me. I finally got TJ to stop, but not before agreeing to meet with he and a couple of his friends soon. He drove me to the airport, while I did my best to straighten my clothes and hair.

As he pulled up to the curb, who should be standing there but Rob. TJ gave me one last, long kiss and reminded me of my promise to "entertain" him and his friends as I got out and he drove off. I found myself standing there face to face with Rob, who must have seen the kiss and heard the promise. I knew I must have that "just been fucked" look - his stare assured me of that. I looked at my watch - Rob must have been waiting about an hour. All I could do was say that I was sorry to be late, and turned to hail a taxi. We rode in silence to the hotel, where we got my car. As Rob drove home, my story came pouring out of me - as I tried to keep all that black cum from doing likewise.

I hope this story hasn't become too long. These pictures are from another time when Rob was there to take photos - obviously I don't have any of that night since Rob wasn't around with his camera. I hope that announcing to Rob this way that it seems that I'm pregnant is the right thing to do. I still have a couple promises to keep with TJ and the white businessman. Should be an interesting year. Happy New Year.