Between Friends BY LENNY
I am a working girl. My husband and I live in New York. We are married for the last two years. I am a secretary in a large international company. Jason works for a bank.
We live in a rented apartment house in Manhattan overlooking Central Park.
Describing myself: I am a 5' 5'' brunette, 110 pounds, aged 25. Medium size breasts, thin waist, small hips. I'm not a great beauty, but you would have a hard time to point out a flaw on my looks. I'm just an easygoing, plain girl you wouldn't notice in a crowd.
My husband, Jason has a MBA in economics, and works for a bank. He is a junior manager in overseas credits department.
My sex life: I was a virgin when I married Jason. I was a shy, plain girl, completely inexperienced in sexual matter when I met Jason, and fell madly in love. He, young and athletic with a good education was my dream prince. After we married, he became my instructor in love lessons.
In order to make up for all the time I lost, I've been an avid learner. We have tried every variation to expand our horizon in sexual world. We even began to go into kinky games, which gave me intense pleasures. But, we had never included a third party in our adventurous love life. Still, we acted several scenarios in which either Jason or me being a stranger to seduce the other. In the end we decided to open up our marriage a little.
"To see you getting pleasure gives me even more intense pleasure that I wouldn't exchange for anything." Jason confessed.
"You want me getting fucked by some other guy, and you will enjoy watching us." I was puzzled.
"Not like that. First, you should sleep with a man who you like maybe even love. Second, I don't want to watch you. Knowing you are happy is enough for me. Can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry darling. I haven't known you love me that much."
"Samantha, (sometimes Jason reverts to my full name) you like sex very much, and my aim is to provide you the best, and lots of it."
My husband and I agreed that I could search and find a suitable bed partner, provided I wouldn't hide anything from him, and get his approval about the person I would sleep with.
I reviewed the possible candidates in my mind, but couldn't make a choice. Jason asked what I would say about his friend, Sean.
Sean was (and still is) his best friend. He worked at the same office with him. They usually spend their leisure time, playing golf. He was a bachelor, and we often invited him to dinner with us. I thought, he also liked me. We usually laughed at the same jokes, and shed tears together in front of TV, while Jason seemed unmoved by old romantic movies.
I thought it over and finally, one night, informed my husband, I would prefer to go to bed with Sean, if he really wanted me fuck another man. To offer him my body, Jason called Sean, and invited him to dinner. I was apprehensive if he would accept our proposal and become my lover.
I cleaned the table while Jason and Sean sat in our big couch, sipping their Whiskies. When my work in the kitchen finished, I returned to living room, finding them discussing sex.
"Permissiveness in ****** life was an issue of 70's and 80's. Now we are well into nineties, today's subject is AIDS." Sean was saying.
"That's exactly what I want to emphasize, to find safety in sex, you should go bed only with someone, that you are sure she or he doesn't have any diseases." Jason continued.
"For example?" Sean wondered.
"For example, you should keep your affairs limited in a small group of people. You should choose your bed partners between friends."
"You mean, I don't have a wide variety of possible candidates. Let me see who are my female friends, Linda, my secretary, an old married woman; Tina, your secretary, she is probable a dyke; and that new red-head, Jane at the office, she loves some other guy. There is no other woman that I'm sure is clean, or can be considered as a friend."
"You didn't count Sam." Jason indicated. "She is your friend too."
"Sam?" Sean was puzzled.
"Yeah, Sam." Jason nodded.
"I thought, I'm your best friend. How can I consider to fuck your wife -excuse me Sam- even though I'm sure she doesn't have AIDS."
"You like her, and she likes you. I'd fully approve whatever happens between you and her. So, what's the problem?" My husband continued.
"I couldn't look at your face if I lusted after Sam. I'm not even sure that I can get it up with her. She's been like a sister to me." He tried to express his feelings.
"Honestly, do you think sex is dirty?"
"No, It's immoral to fuck your best friend's wife." Sean insisted.
The dialog between two men was becoming too humiliating for me.
"Am I that ugly? You don't want to fuck me." I cried, looking at Sean.
"I am sorry. You are a beautiful woman, Sam. No one can be fool enough to refuse you in bed." Wiping my tears, with his fingers. "I was just trying to make sure you two really want this."
Sean kissed me in front of my husband.
"Take him to bed, Sam." Jason said. "I want two of you make love till morning."
"And, are you coming with us?" Sean asked my husband.
"No. I'll sleep on the couch, dreaming about you fucking my wife."
I took Sean's hand and we walked to our bedroom. I adjusted the rheostat to have lights dimmed in the room.
"Incredible." He whispered into my ear. "I've always thought, you are quite shy. I confess, I dreamed about you and I in bed together. But... this is unbelievable."
"Jason and I just, decided to open our marriage. He wants me to get laid first. Your name was on top in my... or our list."
"I'm flattered." He smiled, cupping my breasts on my dress.
"How do you want me?"
"First, let's get rid of our clothes. Then I'll try every position that comes to my mind."
He started to undo my buttons one by one. I helped him to take off his shirt and pants. Finally out of our underwear, I stood naked in front of him.
"Oh, Sam, you look more beautiful that I thought." He said, taking me in his arms.
"Thank you, Sean. Enjoy me." I smiled.
We kissed in front of the mirror. I could watch us, with the corner of my eye, hugged together, reflection of two naked bodies. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, seeking mine. Our tongues began a sexy game of love in our mouths. His hands were on my breasts. My nipples erected between his fingers, teased and pinched.
"I like your tits, they're so cute."
"I wish I had them bigger. Don't you find them small?"
"No, they're just fit to your lean body. I want to suck them."
"All right, why don't we sit on the edge of the bed? I can put my nipples in your mouth as a mother breast-feeds her infant." I suggested.
We took the position, and he started to suck on my left breast."
"I'm sorry. They are dry. We have to wait till I am a real mother to give you some milk." I joked.
"Would you want me to make you a mother?"
"No. I'm not ready yet. Jason and I decided to wait until I am in my late twenties. Besides, I do have a husband to impregnate me." I continued.
"It is getting unfair for the other one." He indicated my right breast. We replaced my right nipple in his mouth, and for a while he continued to suck on it.
"I have other parts of me to be taken care of."
"They have to wait some more. I just fell in love with these two little titties."
I reached for the package in the bedside drawer to pick some condoms.
"I want you to wear these."
"Oh, Sam. I hate that." Sean complained with a face.
"And I hate to be a mother at 25." I smiled.
"OK. But, I want you put it on for me."
"No problem, let me have your dick." I rolled down a condom on his hard tool, making sure there were no holes or stretches on the rubber.
He put me on my back, and climbed on top of me. I opened my legs wide exposing my pussy to his easy entrance. He inserted his manhood fully inside me until it reached at the gate of my uterus. He fucked me vigorously, with swift strokes. I locked my legs around his waist, pushing my pelvis against his in rhythm with his movements. It didn't take him to long to come and pour into the rubber protector.
I carefully rolled out his condom and cleaned his placid manhood with a paper tissue.
"When will you be able to get it up again?" I asked.
"With your help, in half an hour."
"What kind of help?"
"You could suck me." At that I moved down and put his cock in my mouth.
In the second round he decided to take me in doggy style. I was on my knees and elbows, my ass was raised for his easy access from behind. By holding my hips in his firm grip, he pushed himself in my pussy. He fucked me longer this time but in the end came with a shuttering climax. I repeated the ceremony taking out the used condom, cleaning his cock (with my mouth).
At the third copulation, we chose the classic missionary way. He made tender love to me, while we talked dirty.
"Tell me Sam, whose cock is bigger, Jason's or mine?" Sean asked, while slowly but deeply pumping me.
"Yours is bigger. And, I think, you have more come in your balls than his. He has never fucked me more than twice in a row."
"So, he isn't man enough for a slut like you?" He kissed me on my lips. "And asked me for help."
"Yes, He loves me that much." Pushing my pelvis to meet his thrusts.
"Do you like me fucking you?"
"Oh, you're fantastic. Fuck me Sean."
"Squeeze your cunt muscles around my cock."
"Like this?"
"Yea, keep on doing it."
He teased me with his lips, then kissed me deeply, driving his tongue toward the back of my mouth in a deliberate overture to the forceful entry he intended at my vulnerable core. I moved beneath him, stimulated by the feel of his hard body and being so widely opened for his attack. There was no escape, and none wanted. Then Sean grasped my asscheeks and lifted me to him, and I tightened my stomach muscles and pulled upward to meet his cock with a pulsing, craving pussy mouth. Squeezing my tiny but powerful muscles, I tried to capture the wonderful cock which was invading me, controlling me with his every motion. I felt my body shivering and shaking as I began to come and come. Sean kept his rhythm up and pounded in and out of me. My insides were shuttering and my belly contracted as my newly found lover's hard cock drove deep inside my vagina.
"Do you think, I'm a slut?"
"Of course, honey. You are a slut."
"Oh please call me a slut when you fuck me."
"Shut up slut, open your legs wider."
"Fuck me harder." I screamed. "Fuck me, you bastard."
He took out his cock out of my pussy and ordered, "Turn around."
"I've got to have more." I muttered as I rolled over to my stomach, pulling his tool from my cunt. "Fuck me hard," I panted as I pushed my butt up. He got behind me between my knees and wiggled up to my ass. I put my hand back to pull him into me again. This time, I held still and let him do the moving. He intended to shoot into my tight little box with every drop of semen he had. I was starting to move my hips from side to side very slowly. Sean was fucking me with short, hard strokes to stay deep in me where I like it best. And, he started taking longer moves with his cock, so he could press on the head into my womb's opening inside me.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you look?" He whispered. "Oh my god. I can't hold on any longer." At that he came for the third time. After taking out his condom and cleaning his manhood, I cuddled to him and we together went to sleep.
In the morning, three of us had breakfast in our kitchen. Nobody mentioned about what we did the night before. After the breakfast, Sean got dressed and left for work.
"Did he fuck you well?" Jason asked.
"Yes. He was fantastic." I answered. " We did it three times. I'm completely worn out."
"Did he come in you?"
"Yes. But always, he was wearing a condom."
"Good. Always be careful."
"Don't you want me to have a baby?"
"Not now. And not from him."
"If one day I'd decided to get pregnant, would you let me bear a child from somebody else?" I teased.
"Maybe." was the answer.
He took me in his arms, we kissed passionately.
"Do you want me now?" I asked.
"Sorry. No, I came three times last night by myself, thinking about you and Sean in our bedroom."
"You jerked, imagining me getting fucked by your best friend?" I asked sweetly.
"Well, yes."
"Do you want me to continue my affair with Sean?"
"Absolutely."
"But he prefers to have me only for himself. He said, he wouldn't share me with anyone if I had been his wife."
"I think, we can find a way to persuade him to accept a partnership over your body."
"I hope so, too." I was thinking. "I wouldn't want to be forced to make a choice between you two."
On the following night, we, three of us met in a small Italian restaurant for dinner. We talked about the arrangement that I could have both of them as my men. In the end, we agreed that Sean should move to our apartment to live with us.
I was in Heaven. I began to have so much sex that, my pussy got sore, barely catching my next period to have some rest. None of us was fond of anal sex, and my mouth and pussy had to take all the burden (how lucky they were).
Our polygamous relationship continued without any incident for three months. I was a wife with two husbands, living together. Although, three of us were involved in our torrid sex affair, we never had a threesome. I slept either with Jason or Sean.
One day, Sean suggested, I should get pregnant. The most suitable age for a woman to have her first baby was 25 reading from a book he declared. I was at that age, so I must become a mother as soon as possible. He volunteered to be the first father.
"I am her lawfully wedded husband if we decide to get her pregnant I have to be the father. You have to wait for her second." Jason demanded.
"But, it was my idea first." Sean smiled.
"Nobody asks me." I complained.
"I'm sorry my dear. You're right. You will be the one to decide, in the end. Please allow us to discuss the subject in front of you, I personally respect your judgment however it comes through. Do you agree, Jason?"
"I agree, but..." Jason nodded. "but, I am not sure if it is time for Samantha to be a mother."
"Yes I want to be a mother. But, I won't carry a baby conceived by either of you." I was aware that it was outrageous.
"Whose baby do you want?" They asked simultaneously. They were slightly shocked.
"I want a black man's baby." They were speechless for a while.
"Do we know him?" Jason asked.
"Who?"
"The black guy you're in love with." Sean added.
"There is no such person. It just came to my mind that what would everyone think of me; a white married woman, with a white husband, carrying a black child. I find the idea so sexy, so crazy... so wicked. I am getting wet between my legs. Would one of you care to take me to bed and fuck me?"
"Before fucking you, we must clarify your intention about this black baby business." Jason said.
"Oh, come on give me a break, will you?" I smiled. "I was just kidding."
"Wait, wait... Thinking it over... I find it interesting... to let her have a black baby. I'm getting a hard-on. How about you Jason? What is your cock's condition?"
"Well, I'm rock hard too." My husband confessed.
"You see boys. I got both of you hard simultaneously. Let me have the outcome. I want you fuck me one after the another. Who will be the first?"
"I'm not fucking you till we settle this. Who do you want to be your lover to father your child?" Jason continued.
"I told you, there is nobody. Maybe you could recommend a suitable stallion to do the job."
"How about Al?" Sean offered.
"Who is Al?" I was quizzical.
"Oh, he is a friend. Jason knows him."
"Yea, I know him." My husband admitted, thoughtful.
"Tell me about Al." I asked both of them.
"He works in our office. He is an accountant." My husband explained. "As a matter of fact, we couldn't find any other black guy more suitable for your outrageous project. He is a nice guy, married (to a black woman), with two children, no diseases."
"Shall we invite him here to introduce him to Sam?" Sean asked.
"Is he handsome?" I wondered loudly.
"Yeah, he is about 6' 6'', trim body, rumorously well hung." Jason described.
"You mean he has a big cock?"
"Yes my dear. He has the biggest cock in the office and every female is after him to take a taste." Sean completed.
So, we decided to invite Al to our apartment to meet me.
Al is a married man with two children. And, he was real black, I mean coal black. My husband, Sean, Al, and I dined at our house. After the meal, Jason requested Al that would he take me other room and could I talk to him privately. I was supposed to have some things to discuss with him. I led the way to our bedroom.
"Al I want to say something to you but I don't know how to start."
"I just met you and you want to talk private." he was quizzical.
"You are very handsome." I started.
"And you are cute, are we here to compliment each other?" He looked into my eyes.
"This may sound a little crazy, but..."
"What do you want from me?" He asked.
"Al, I want you to be my lover."
"You're married. And you have this guy Sean. I guess, there is something going on between you and Sean. Still, you want me as your lover. What are you? Some sort of a nymphomaniac?" He was unbelieving.
"Maybe I am. But, I want to say something more."
"What?"
"I want your baby..."
"Incredible... why?"
"Because, I want a black baby."
"What is wrong with a white baby? You must be out of your mind. Do Jason and Sean know this?"
"Yes they know. And they fully approve my decision." I said. "Don't you like to have sex with me?"
"That's not the point." He answered. "I'm just confused to meet a white chick, offered her body, and my semen in high demand. Vow... It's hot."
"I'm aware that this is a bit out of ordinary, but do you, at least consider to take me as your lover?" I asked him meekly.
He confessed me that he had always fantasized to find a white woman to be his mistress. He accepted my (our) offer whole-hearthedly, and he said that he found the idea very appealing, to have a baby from a white chick (excuse him again for the expression).
I returned to the living room and informed Jason and Sean that we would like to be alone in the house, would they let us have some privacy so I could be serviced properly by my black stallion. They murmured something between themselves, started to leave. I walked back toward bedroom, taking off my clothes.
"Vow, you are lovely, kitten." Al opened his arms. He was naked and his penis already up.
Instead of going into his arms, I kneeled in front of him. "Would you let me examine your penis first? I never saw a black one before."
"Sure go ahead." He dropped his arms. "But stop calling it a penis. It's called a cock where I came from."
"You have a magnificent cock, Al." I put the tip of my tongue on his piss slit, licked a drop of pre-come. I appreciated the taste, silently promised myself to have his full load in my mouth as soon as possible.
I opened my mouth and started to take him in, until his glans touched the back of my mouth. In that position, I realized two thirds of the black shaft remained outside.
I licked all the length of his cock, paying attention all of it covered with my saliva. Contented with the work I'd done, I moved my lips to his balls. They were huge sacks. Jason's added to Sean's, together wouldn't weight as much as Al's pride.
In those balls, I visualized sperm cells swimming, ready to find a woman's fertile egg, fusing and becoming a black baby. My god. I never felt so sexy in my life before. I wanted to have all his semen right in my womb just then and there.
But, before I must prove myself worthy enough for him to take me. I concentrated my efforts on his beautiful sacks. I tried to take at least one of his balls in my mouth, but it wouldn't fit without hurting him. Instead, I resumed licking and smelling those wonderful love toys.
Al has a dirty mouth.
"Why don't you lick my ass too?" At that, he turned around and bent forward, giving my mouth full access to his anus.
Without any hesitation, I lapped his asshole, slightly inserting my tongue into his rectum.
"Ahh. You are great. Yeah, lick me back there, put your tongue inside." Al was about to come, having his prostate gland stimulated. "That's enough, bitch, I am getting ready to shoot, and I'm going to pour my first load down your mouth. Be prepared."
The thought of black man's semen filling his cock's firing chamber called me even greater efforts. Outdoing any of my previous experience I suddenly forced myself down to the root of Al's cock. I had never had a cock that far down my throat before. I was only thinking about what fun it was for my husband and for Sean to have a black cock in my mouth. On the other hand, I couldn't wait to have that wonderful hard prick pounding my pussy.
All of a sudden, my mouth began to be flooded with his bitter-sweet juice. I swallowed it thirstily.
Al didn't want to waste any more time before experiencing that unique feeling of plunging his cock into a new white pussy for the first time.
"I want to fuck you, Sam. I want to fuck your white pussy." Then he helped me to lay onto my back on the bed, and he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my vagina. He teased me a bit by running the tip of his cock up and down the length of my slit. Almost immediately his cock was fully hard again.
"Do you want this Sam? Do you want me to fuck you?" I was so wet that he should know the answer without asking.
"Don't tease me Al, please," I begged. "Put it in."
"What do you want, Sam?" Al continued with his teasing.
"Fuck me, Al. Fuck me. Fuck me hard now"
At first, Al's cock wouldn't go in, but after rubbing it up and down a little, some slippery stuff came out the end, and it started to go in. My pussy stretched a little, then stretched some more. It felt like my black lover was pushing a baseball bat up my crack. I bit my lip, and pushed back. I wasn't about to stop now.
Suddenly there was an almost audible "plop" and the head of his penis slipped about an inch into my vagina. I stifled an "Oh" and then said, "It's OK, Al. Go ahead and do it." Al complied. He pulled out about half an inch, then pushed it back in. This time, it slid in almost two inches. I looked down between my legs at where his black cock penetrated my body. It looked so obscene, yet so sexy too, to see my white little cunt connected to Al's huge black frame by a big long piece of meat, that looked like a black hose. It was about to squirt me full of black baby-making sperm.
The excitement was too much, I felt a ripple run down my body, and concentrate in my stuffed tight pussy. I could tell that he felt me squeezing him, as he bit his lip to keep from ejaculating in me, before he got all the way inside. Gritting his white teeth, Al pulled out a little once again, then pushed it back in further this time, until it touched the mouth of my womb.
Al was beyond holding back even if he had wanted to. He plunged forward driving his large hard cock all the way into my cunt.
"Oh my god." I gasped.
I was now being fucked by the second man other than my husband since my marriage. It felt so good that I didn't think about whether it was the proper thing to do.
"Oh, Al your cock feels so good. It is so big and so hard."
"Your cunt feels good too, Sam. I had no idea how good your cunt would feel."
Then Al began plunging steadily in and out. He used long slow strokes at first withdrawing so far that his cock nearly fell out of my cunt. Then he plunged forward again so far that I could feel his cock head hit the bottom. I began my own motion rocking my body back and forth to meet his thrusts. It seemed that I could feel his cock growing even harder and larger as he continued fucking me. As I worked the walls of my vagina to massage Al's plunging penis.
The erotic effect of knowing that he was fucking a married woman, and that woman was his friend's wife had its effect on Al. Suddenly the first hot blast of come erupted from his loins. He stopped his pumping motion and forced his cock as far into me as it would go.
I could feel the hot fluid as it washed against my womb's opening. "That's load number two for me tonight," I thought as Al finished and collapsed on top of me. I was sure that there would be more loads to follow. I certainly wasn't done yet myself.
"How many times can you fuck me tonight?" I asked in a sweet tone.
"Not less than two more. But let me catch my breath first. You're really hot for a white chick. I always thought Anita, my wife was the horniest bitch around, but you certainly surpassed her."
"Will you tell her, you fucked a white woman?" I inquired.
"Sure, baby. She goes crazy whenever I return to her with the news that I fucked some other married woman."
"Have you ever done a white pussy before."
"Yeah, but I usually prefer black women. They are better. You were nearest to a black slut who can make a black guy happy in bed." I didn't know to take that as a compliment or an insult.
He wanted me to suck his penis for another hard-on. And I went down on him, again.
I was picturing in my mind, a white married woman was getting her thin fragile body laid under a handsome black man, and fucked with the biggest cock I had ever seen. The black man took my rose-pink, nipple into his mouth and ran his hands down my smooth milk-white ass and into soaking vagina.
That night, Al fucked my pussy three times, always coming deep inside me. In order to be sure to have a black baby, from then on, I denied straight sex to Jason and Sean. They had to be contented with only oral relief from me.
Al came to our house twice a week to breed me. My husband and Sean, pampered me getting me ready for my black lover. Al brought Anita to introduce us his beautiful black wife. She was a mother of two boys, aged seven and five. She knew my relation to his husband from the beginning, and Al had her consent to be the father of my baby. We quickly got to be friends with her too, her easygoing manner, sympathetic behavior, began to be sought after in our house. Once, she confided in me that she had fantasized to have a baby girl from a white guy. And she surely would find it very sexy to conceive the baby from my husband.
Finally, I got pregnant. Everybody was happy (for me).
On my fourth month in pregnancy, Sean found a girl. He claimed he fell in love with her, and decided to move out. There was no hard feelings and we remained friends, afterwards.
Last night before he moved from our house. Four of us sat and chatted after dinner.
"Does her belly started to show?" Jason asked.
"Barely, it is only four months." Al remarked, father of two children, he knew.
"Oh my god. I'm going to be fat." I complained jokingly.
"Not fat darling. Only your belly will swell. And your breasts will be bigger. You always wanted them larger, didn't you?" Sean said.
"I don't want any part of my body bigger. Especially... my cunt." I laughed. There were smiles.
"In that case, you should... we should consider a Cesarean operation. If the baby passes through your tight canal, we all of us have to say good-bye to your exquisite cunt squeeze." Al informed everybody.
"You seem to be very experienced in these matters." I observed.
"Of course I am. I am already father of the two. Remember?"
"I think I have to talk it over with my gynecologist."
"And you should apply lots of cacao butter on your belly, in order to prevent some purplish stretch marks, in circles from your belly-button down."
I visualized, the underside of my belly has the tread design of a brand new car tire and shuttered at the thought.
"Oh my god, I'm going to get ugly."
"Don't be silly, Sam. Anita had two babies, she is still as attractive as the day when I met her." Al tried to calm me.
"I want to have sex with all three of you tonight, before my looks begin to deteriorate." I declared.
First I took Al, then Jason, and finally Sean to bed one by one. While in bed with Sean he made slow, passionate love to me.
"Say Sam. Would you let me suck your milk when you begin to lactate?" Sean almost whispered.
"Sure darling."
"Promise?"
"Promise." I smiled at my former lover.
I was again left with two men, Jason and Al. I read in a book that a woman's sexual desire will decrease during pregnancy, especially after the fourth month. Maybe due to the constant attention I was getting from the two men I love, my sexual desire was at its summit, and stayed there until the time I was taken to the delivery room.
In my fifth month, I convinced two of them to have a threesome with me, at last. We were in our bedroom, taking off our clothes. And I was in one of my moods.
"Look at his cock, honey. See how big it is?"
"Yes." Jason hissed.
"Compare it with your little toy." I asked, firmly.
"It's bigger than mine." was the hesitant answer.
"Why don't you take out a ruler and measure them for me?"
He went into a drawer and came out with the ruler. He self measured his hardness and, announced:
"Six inches." He started to hand it to Al.
"No, you will measure his tool and tell me the result." I commanded. He bent in front of our black friend and read,
"Nine inches, and some more."
"You see?" I said. "Do you understand why I prefer his cock to yours or Sean's?"
"Yes."
"Do you think, I am right to let him impregnate me instead of you?"
"Yes."
"Tell me in detail, why any woman would have done the same thing."
"My cock is much smaller than his magnificent black cock. I understand that you have every right to choose to have his baby rather than mine."
"Now I want you suck his cock!"
"Please don't make me do this. I love you Sam. Can't you see all the things I went through just to make you happy." Jason complained.
"If you love me enough, suck him off." I commanded.
"Come on man," Al said. "You wouldn't be the first guy to suck my cock."
"Go down in front of him. Show us how you pay your respects to the cock that makes your wife so happy, and let's see what a cocksucker you are." I continued with my game. Although, I sounded cruel toward Jason, eyeing his penis I was able to monitor how far I could push him. And he was still rock hard!
He took Al's organ and began to give him a blowjob."
"Hey man, are you sure, you're new in this?" Al chuckled.
He put his lips on my lover's cock and started to take Al's pride into his mouth. I let them continue their homosexual act for a while, stroking my pussy with my hand.
"Don't come into my husband's mouth Al. I need your juice in my stomach. I'm pregnant and I must be fed well. Semen has all the vitamins necessary for an expecting woman."
"That's enough." Al said taking out his cock out of my husband's mouth and motioning me to kneel in front of him. I readily complied, opening my mouth. He stroked his tool with his hand and ejaculated a healthy shot right onto my tongue, which I swallowed heartily. I closed my lips around it and continued to suck on whatever he has left in his loins. Smacking my lips, I raised.
"It was delicious." I declared.
"Would you like to have mine too?" My husband whimpered.
"OK, come here. You can masturbate into my mouth." He stroked his dick with his hand. And he too came in my mouth, although his equipment is much more inferior compared to Al's, his semen tasted as fine.
Getting all affirmative responses, I asked my husband to suck Al to his second hard-on. I paused to admire the picture of my devoted husband on his knees, kissing Al's long placid but long hose, licking his black beauty, adoring the magnificent manhood of a man who made his wife pregnant.
I looked at Jason's cock, finding it getting hard again so I let them continue. I was feeling very naughty to humiliate my husband in front of my black lover, while carrying a black baby in my slightly swollen belly. I got on all fours on the bed and invited Al to fuck me first. After he finished I let Jason to take his place in my pussy.
When our lust completely consumed, three of us laid in the bed and talked. Al congratulated my husband for his brevity to endure my caprices. He offered him that he would like him fuck Anita if he wanted her. He added his wife always wanted to try a white cock at least once, and it was OK with him.
I had made him suck Al's cock. That was the limit. He clearly stated that, he might be somewhat submissive in his nature, but he was not a homosexual. I left it at that.
On a rainy day in September, I gave birth to a beautiful black baby girl. Her name will be Amanda. Just minutes ago everybody was here at my bedside. Jason, Al, Anita, Sean, Jenny (now Sean's wife) congratulated me. Before leaving, Sean whispered into my ear, reminding my promise.
END OF THE STORY
September 1997
I am a working girl. My husband and I live in New York. We are married for the last two years. I am a secretary in a large international company. Jason works for a bank.
We live in a rented apartment house in Manhattan overlooking Central Park.
Describing myself: I am a 5' 5'' brunette, 110 pounds, aged 25. Medium size breasts, thin waist, small hips. I'm not a great beauty, but you would have a hard time to point out a flaw on my looks. I'm just an easygoing, plain girl you wouldn't notice in a crowd.
My husband, Jason has a MBA in economics, and works for a bank. He is a junior manager in overseas credits department.
My sex life: I was a virgin when I married Jason. I was a shy, plain girl, completely inexperienced in sexual matter when I met Jason, and fell madly in love. He, young and athletic with a good education was my dream prince. After we married, he became my instructor in love lessons.
In order to make up for all the time I lost, I've been an avid learner. We have tried every variation to expand our horizon in sexual world. We even began to go into kinky games, which gave me intense pleasures. But, we had never included a third party in our adventurous love life. Still, we acted several scenarios in which either Jason or me being a stranger to seduce the other. In the end we decided to open up our marriage a little.
"To see you getting pleasure gives me even more intense pleasure that I wouldn't exchange for anything." Jason confessed.
"You want me getting fucked by some other guy, and you will enjoy watching us." I was puzzled.
"Not like that. First, you should sleep with a man who you like maybe even love. Second, I don't want to watch you. Knowing you are happy is enough for me. Can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry darling. I haven't known you love me that much."
"Samantha, (sometimes Jason reverts to my full name) you like sex very much, and my aim is to provide you the best, and lots of it."
My husband and I agreed that I could search and find a suitable bed partner, provided I wouldn't hide anything from him, and get his approval about the person I would sleep with.
I reviewed the possible candidates in my mind, but couldn't make a choice. Jason asked what I would say about his friend, Sean.
Sean was (and still is) his best friend. He worked at the same office with him. They usually spend their leisure time, playing golf. He was a bachelor, and we often invited him to dinner with us. I thought, he also liked me. We usually laughed at the same jokes, and shed tears together in front of TV, while Jason seemed unmoved by old romantic movies.
I thought it over and finally, one night, informed my husband, I would prefer to go to bed with Sean, if he really wanted me fuck another man. To offer him my body, Jason called Sean, and invited him to dinner. I was apprehensive if he would accept our proposal and become my lover.
I cleaned the table while Jason and Sean sat in our big couch, sipping their Whiskies. When my work in the kitchen finished, I returned to living room, finding them discussing sex.
"Permissiveness in ****** life was an issue of 70's and 80's. Now we are well into nineties, today's subject is AIDS." Sean was saying.
"That's exactly what I want to emphasize, to find safety in sex, you should go bed only with someone, that you are sure she or he doesn't have any diseases." Jason continued.
"For example?" Sean wondered.
"For example, you should keep your affairs limited in a small group of people. You should choose your bed partners between friends."
"You mean, I don't have a wide variety of possible candidates. Let me see who are my female friends, Linda, my secretary, an old married woman; Tina, your secretary, she is probable a dyke; and that new red-head, Jane at the office, she loves some other guy. There is no other woman that I'm sure is clean, or can be considered as a friend."
"You didn't count Sam." Jason indicated. "She is your friend too."
"Sam?" Sean was puzzled.
"Yeah, Sam." Jason nodded.
"I thought, I'm your best friend. How can I consider to fuck your wife -excuse me Sam- even though I'm sure she doesn't have AIDS."
"You like her, and she likes you. I'd fully approve whatever happens between you and her. So, what's the problem?" My husband continued.
"I couldn't look at your face if I lusted after Sam. I'm not even sure that I can get it up with her. She's been like a sister to me." He tried to express his feelings.
"Honestly, do you think sex is dirty?"
"No, It's immoral to fuck your best friend's wife." Sean insisted.
The dialog between two men was becoming too humiliating for me.
"Am I that ugly? You don't want to fuck me." I cried, looking at Sean.
"I am sorry. You are a beautiful woman, Sam. No one can be fool enough to refuse you in bed." Wiping my tears, with his fingers. "I was just trying to make sure you two really want this."
Sean kissed me in front of my husband.
"Take him to bed, Sam." Jason said. "I want two of you make love till morning."
"And, are you coming with us?" Sean asked my husband.
"No. I'll sleep on the couch, dreaming about you fucking my wife."
I took Sean's hand and we walked to our bedroom. I adjusted the rheostat to have lights dimmed in the room.
"Incredible." He whispered into my ear. "I've always thought, you are quite shy. I confess, I dreamed about you and I in bed together. But... this is unbelievable."
"Jason and I just, decided to open our marriage. He wants me to get laid first. Your name was on top in my... or our list."
"I'm flattered." He smiled, cupping my breasts on my dress.
"How do you want me?"
"First, let's get rid of our clothes. Then I'll try every position that comes to my mind."
He started to undo my buttons one by one. I helped him to take off his shirt and pants. Finally out of our underwear, I stood naked in front of him.
"Oh, Sam, you look more beautiful that I thought." He said, taking me in his arms.
"Thank you, Sean. Enjoy me." I smiled.
We kissed in front of the mirror. I could watch us, with the corner of my eye, hugged together, reflection of two naked bodies. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, seeking mine. Our tongues began a sexy game of love in our mouths. His hands were on my breasts. My nipples erected between his fingers, teased and pinched.
"I like your tits, they're so cute."
"I wish I had them bigger. Don't you find them small?"
"No, they're just fit to your lean body. I want to suck them."
"All right, why don't we sit on the edge of the bed? I can put my nipples in your mouth as a mother breast-feeds her infant." I suggested.
We took the position, and he started to suck on my left breast."
"I'm sorry. They are dry. We have to wait till I am a real mother to give you some milk." I joked.
"Would you want me to make you a mother?"
"No. I'm not ready yet. Jason and I decided to wait until I am in my late twenties. Besides, I do have a husband to impregnate me." I continued.
"It is getting unfair for the other one." He indicated my right breast. We replaced my right nipple in his mouth, and for a while he continued to suck on it.
"I have other parts of me to be taken care of."
"They have to wait some more. I just fell in love with these two little titties."
I reached for the package in the bedside drawer to pick some condoms.
"I want you to wear these."
"Oh, Sam. I hate that." Sean complained with a face.
"And I hate to be a mother at 25." I smiled.
"OK. But, I want you put it on for me."
"No problem, let me have your dick." I rolled down a condom on his hard tool, making sure there were no holes or stretches on the rubber.
He put me on my back, and climbed on top of me. I opened my legs wide exposing my pussy to his easy entrance. He inserted his manhood fully inside me until it reached at the gate of my uterus. He fucked me vigorously, with swift strokes. I locked my legs around his waist, pushing my pelvis against his in rhythm with his movements. It didn't take him to long to come and pour into the rubber protector.
I carefully rolled out his condom and cleaned his placid manhood with a paper tissue.
"When will you be able to get it up again?" I asked.
"With your help, in half an hour."
"What kind of help?"
"You could suck me." At that I moved down and put his cock in my mouth.
In the second round he decided to take me in doggy style. I was on my knees and elbows, my ass was raised for his easy access from behind. By holding my hips in his firm grip, he pushed himself in my pussy. He fucked me longer this time but in the end came with a shuttering climax. I repeated the ceremony taking out the used condom, cleaning his cock (with my mouth).
At the third copulation, we chose the classic missionary way. He made tender love to me, while we talked dirty.
"Tell me Sam, whose cock is bigger, Jason's or mine?" Sean asked, while slowly but deeply pumping me.
"Yours is bigger. And, I think, you have more come in your balls than his. He has never fucked me more than twice in a row."
"So, he isn't man enough for a slut like you?" He kissed me on my lips. "And asked me for help."
"Yes, He loves me that much." Pushing my pelvis to meet his thrusts.
"Do you like me fucking you?"
"Oh, you're fantastic. Fuck me Sean."
"Squeeze your cunt muscles around my cock."
"Like this?"
"Yea, keep on doing it."
He teased me with his lips, then kissed me deeply, driving his tongue toward the back of my mouth in a deliberate overture to the forceful entry he intended at my vulnerable core. I moved beneath him, stimulated by the feel of his hard body and being so widely opened for his attack. There was no escape, and none wanted. Then Sean grasped my asscheeks and lifted me to him, and I tightened my stomach muscles and pulled upward to meet his cock with a pulsing, craving pussy mouth. Squeezing my tiny but powerful muscles, I tried to capture the wonderful cock which was invading me, controlling me with his every motion. I felt my body shivering and shaking as I began to come and come. Sean kept his rhythm up and pounded in and out of me. My insides were shuttering and my belly contracted as my newly found lover's hard cock drove deep inside my vagina.
"Do you think, I'm a slut?"
"Of course, honey. You are a slut."
"Oh please call me a slut when you fuck me."
"Shut up slut, open your legs wider."
"Fuck me harder." I screamed. "Fuck me, you bastard."
He took out his cock out of my pussy and ordered, "Turn around."
"I've got to have more." I muttered as I rolled over to my stomach, pulling his tool from my cunt. "Fuck me hard," I panted as I pushed my butt up. He got behind me between my knees and wiggled up to my ass. I put my hand back to pull him into me again. This time, I held still and let him do the moving. He intended to shoot into my tight little box with every drop of semen he had. I was starting to move my hips from side to side very slowly. Sean was fucking me with short, hard strokes to stay deep in me where I like it best. And, he started taking longer moves with his cock, so he could press on the head into my womb's opening inside me.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you look?" He whispered. "Oh my god. I can't hold on any longer." At that he came for the third time. After taking out his condom and cleaning his manhood, I cuddled to him and we together went to sleep.
In the morning, three of us had breakfast in our kitchen. Nobody mentioned about what we did the night before. After the breakfast, Sean got dressed and left for work.
"Did he fuck you well?" Jason asked.
"Yes. He was fantastic." I answered. " We did it three times. I'm completely worn out."
"Did he come in you?"
"Yes. But always, he was wearing a condom."
"Good. Always be careful."
"Don't you want me to have a baby?"
"Not now. And not from him."
"If one day I'd decided to get pregnant, would you let me bear a child from somebody else?" I teased.
"Maybe." was the answer.
He took me in his arms, we kissed passionately.
"Do you want me now?" I asked.
"Sorry. No, I came three times last night by myself, thinking about you and Sean in our bedroom."
"You jerked, imagining me getting fucked by your best friend?" I asked sweetly.
"Well, yes."
"Do you want me to continue my affair with Sean?"
"Absolutely."
"But he prefers to have me only for himself. He said, he wouldn't share me with anyone if I had been his wife."
"I think, we can find a way to persuade him to accept a partnership over your body."
"I hope so, too." I was thinking. "I wouldn't want to be forced to make a choice between you two."
On the following night, we, three of us met in a small Italian restaurant for dinner. We talked about the arrangement that I could have both of them as my men. In the end, we agreed that Sean should move to our apartment to live with us.
I was in Heaven. I began to have so much sex that, my pussy got sore, barely catching my next period to have some rest. None of us was fond of anal sex, and my mouth and pussy had to take all the burden (how lucky they were).
Our polygamous relationship continued without any incident for three months. I was a wife with two husbands, living together. Although, three of us were involved in our torrid sex affair, we never had a threesome. I slept either with Jason or Sean.
One day, Sean suggested, I should get pregnant. The most suitable age for a woman to have her first baby was 25 reading from a book he declared. I was at that age, so I must become a mother as soon as possible. He volunteered to be the first father.
"I am her lawfully wedded husband if we decide to get her pregnant I have to be the father. You have to wait for her second." Jason demanded.
"But, it was my idea first." Sean smiled.
"Nobody asks me." I complained.
"I'm sorry my dear. You're right. You will be the one to decide, in the end. Please allow us to discuss the subject in front of you, I personally respect your judgment however it comes through. Do you agree, Jason?"
"I agree, but..." Jason nodded. "but, I am not sure if it is time for Samantha to be a mother."
"Yes I want to be a mother. But, I won't carry a baby conceived by either of you." I was aware that it was outrageous.
"Whose baby do you want?" They asked simultaneously. They were slightly shocked.
"I want a black man's baby." They were speechless for a while.
"Do we know him?" Jason asked.
"Who?"
"The black guy you're in love with." Sean added.
"There is no such person. It just came to my mind that what would everyone think of me; a white married woman, with a white husband, carrying a black child. I find the idea so sexy, so crazy... so wicked. I am getting wet between my legs. Would one of you care to take me to bed and fuck me?"
"Before fucking you, we must clarify your intention about this black baby business." Jason said.
"Oh, come on give me a break, will you?" I smiled. "I was just kidding."
"Wait, wait... Thinking it over... I find it interesting... to let her have a black baby. I'm getting a hard-on. How about you Jason? What is your cock's condition?"
"Well, I'm rock hard too." My husband confessed.
"You see boys. I got both of you hard simultaneously. Let me have the outcome. I want you fuck me one after the another. Who will be the first?"
"I'm not fucking you till we settle this. Who do you want to be your lover to father your child?" Jason continued.
"I told you, there is nobody. Maybe you could recommend a suitable stallion to do the job."
"How about Al?" Sean offered.
"Who is Al?" I was quizzical.
"Oh, he is a friend. Jason knows him."
"Yea, I know him." My husband admitted, thoughtful.
"Tell me about Al." I asked both of them.
"He works in our office. He is an accountant." My husband explained. "As a matter of fact, we couldn't find any other black guy more suitable for your outrageous project. He is a nice guy, married (to a black woman), with two children, no diseases."
"Shall we invite him here to introduce him to Sam?" Sean asked.
"Is he handsome?" I wondered loudly.
"Yeah, he is about 6' 6'', trim body, rumorously well hung." Jason described.
"You mean he has a big cock?"
"Yes my dear. He has the biggest cock in the office and every female is after him to take a taste." Sean completed.
So, we decided to invite Al to our apartment to meet me.
Al is a married man with two children. And, he was real black, I mean coal black. My husband, Sean, Al, and I dined at our house. After the meal, Jason requested Al that would he take me other room and could I talk to him privately. I was supposed to have some things to discuss with him. I led the way to our bedroom.
"Al I want to say something to you but I don't know how to start."
"I just met you and you want to talk private." he was quizzical.
"You are very handsome." I started.
"And you are cute, are we here to compliment each other?" He looked into my eyes.
"This may sound a little crazy, but..."
"What do you want from me?" He asked.
"Al, I want you to be my lover."
"You're married. And you have this guy Sean. I guess, there is something going on between you and Sean. Still, you want me as your lover. What are you? Some sort of a nymphomaniac?" He was unbelieving.
"Maybe I am. But, I want to say something more."
"What?"
"I want your baby..."
"Incredible... why?"
"Because, I want a black baby."
"What is wrong with a white baby? You must be out of your mind. Do Jason and Sean know this?"
"Yes they know. And they fully approve my decision." I said. "Don't you like to have sex with me?"
"That's not the point." He answered. "I'm just confused to meet a white chick, offered her body, and my semen in high demand. Vow... It's hot."
"I'm aware that this is a bit out of ordinary, but do you, at least consider to take me as your lover?" I asked him meekly.
He confessed me that he had always fantasized to find a white woman to be his mistress. He accepted my (our) offer whole-hearthedly, and he said that he found the idea very appealing, to have a baby from a white chick (excuse him again for the expression).
I returned to the living room and informed Jason and Sean that we would like to be alone in the house, would they let us have some privacy so I could be serviced properly by my black stallion. They murmured something between themselves, started to leave. I walked back toward bedroom, taking off my clothes.
"Vow, you are lovely, kitten." Al opened his arms. He was naked and his penis already up.
Instead of going into his arms, I kneeled in front of him. "Would you let me examine your penis first? I never saw a black one before."
"Sure go ahead." He dropped his arms. "But stop calling it a penis. It's called a cock where I came from."
"You have a magnificent cock, Al." I put the tip of my tongue on his piss slit, licked a drop of pre-come. I appreciated the taste, silently promised myself to have his full load in my mouth as soon as possible.
I opened my mouth and started to take him in, until his glans touched the back of my mouth. In that position, I realized two thirds of the black shaft remained outside.
I licked all the length of his cock, paying attention all of it covered with my saliva. Contented with the work I'd done, I moved my lips to his balls. They were huge sacks. Jason's added to Sean's, together wouldn't weight as much as Al's pride.
In those balls, I visualized sperm cells swimming, ready to find a woman's fertile egg, fusing and becoming a black baby. My god. I never felt so sexy in my life before. I wanted to have all his semen right in my womb just then and there.
But, before I must prove myself worthy enough for him to take me. I concentrated my efforts on his beautiful sacks. I tried to take at least one of his balls in my mouth, but it wouldn't fit without hurting him. Instead, I resumed licking and smelling those wonderful love toys.
Al has a dirty mouth.
"Why don't you lick my ass too?" At that, he turned around and bent forward, giving my mouth full access to his anus.
Without any hesitation, I lapped his asshole, slightly inserting my tongue into his rectum.
"Ahh. You are great. Yeah, lick me back there, put your tongue inside." Al was about to come, having his prostate gland stimulated. "That's enough, bitch, I am getting ready to shoot, and I'm going to pour my first load down your mouth. Be prepared."
The thought of black man's semen filling his cock's firing chamber called me even greater efforts. Outdoing any of my previous experience I suddenly forced myself down to the root of Al's cock. I had never had a cock that far down my throat before. I was only thinking about what fun it was for my husband and for Sean to have a black cock in my mouth. On the other hand, I couldn't wait to have that wonderful hard prick pounding my pussy.
All of a sudden, my mouth began to be flooded with his bitter-sweet juice. I swallowed it thirstily.
Al didn't want to waste any more time before experiencing that unique feeling of plunging his cock into a new white pussy for the first time.
"I want to fuck you, Sam. I want to fuck your white pussy." Then he helped me to lay onto my back on the bed, and he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my vagina. He teased me a bit by running the tip of his cock up and down the length of my slit. Almost immediately his cock was fully hard again.
"Do you want this Sam? Do you want me to fuck you?" I was so wet that he should know the answer without asking.
"Don't tease me Al, please," I begged. "Put it in."
"What do you want, Sam?" Al continued with his teasing.
"Fuck me, Al. Fuck me. Fuck me hard now"
At first, Al's cock wouldn't go in, but after rubbing it up and down a little, some slippery stuff came out the end, and it started to go in. My pussy stretched a little, then stretched some more. It felt like my black lover was pushing a baseball bat up my crack. I bit my lip, and pushed back. I wasn't about to stop now.
Suddenly there was an almost audible "plop" and the head of his penis slipped about an inch into my vagina. I stifled an "Oh" and then said, "It's OK, Al. Go ahead and do it." Al complied. He pulled out about half an inch, then pushed it back in. This time, it slid in almost two inches. I looked down between my legs at where his black cock penetrated my body. It looked so obscene, yet so sexy too, to see my white little cunt connected to Al's huge black frame by a big long piece of meat, that looked like a black hose. It was about to squirt me full of black baby-making sperm.
The excitement was too much, I felt a ripple run down my body, and concentrate in my stuffed tight pussy. I could tell that he felt me squeezing him, as he bit his lip to keep from ejaculating in me, before he got all the way inside. Gritting his white teeth, Al pulled out a little once again, then pushed it back in further this time, until it touched the mouth of my womb.
Al was beyond holding back even if he had wanted to. He plunged forward driving his large hard cock all the way into my cunt.
"Oh my god." I gasped.
I was now being fucked by the second man other than my husband since my marriage. It felt so good that I didn't think about whether it was the proper thing to do.
"Oh, Al your cock feels so good. It is so big and so hard."
"Your cunt feels good too, Sam. I had no idea how good your cunt would feel."
Then Al began plunging steadily in and out. He used long slow strokes at first withdrawing so far that his cock nearly fell out of my cunt. Then he plunged forward again so far that I could feel his cock head hit the bottom. I began my own motion rocking my body back and forth to meet his thrusts. It seemed that I could feel his cock growing even harder and larger as he continued fucking me. As I worked the walls of my vagina to massage Al's plunging penis.
The erotic effect of knowing that he was fucking a married woman, and that woman was his friend's wife had its effect on Al. Suddenly the first hot blast of come erupted from his loins. He stopped his pumping motion and forced his cock as far into me as it would go.
I could feel the hot fluid as it washed against my womb's opening. "That's load number two for me tonight," I thought as Al finished and collapsed on top of me. I was sure that there would be more loads to follow. I certainly wasn't done yet myself.
"How many times can you fuck me tonight?" I asked in a sweet tone.
"Not less than two more. But let me catch my breath first. You're really hot for a white chick. I always thought Anita, my wife was the horniest bitch around, but you certainly surpassed her."
"Will you tell her, you fucked a white woman?" I inquired.
"Sure, baby. She goes crazy whenever I return to her with the news that I fucked some other married woman."
"Have you ever done a white pussy before."
"Yeah, but I usually prefer black women. They are better. You were nearest to a black slut who can make a black guy happy in bed." I didn't know to take that as a compliment or an insult.
He wanted me to suck his penis for another hard-on. And I went down on him, again.
I was picturing in my mind, a white married woman was getting her thin fragile body laid under a handsome black man, and fucked with the biggest cock I had ever seen. The black man took my rose-pink, nipple into his mouth and ran his hands down my smooth milk-white ass and into soaking vagina.
That night, Al fucked my pussy three times, always coming deep inside me. In order to be sure to have a black baby, from then on, I denied straight sex to Jason and Sean. They had to be contented with only oral relief from me.
Al came to our house twice a week to breed me. My husband and Sean, pampered me getting me ready for my black lover. Al brought Anita to introduce us his beautiful black wife. She was a mother of two boys, aged seven and five. She knew my relation to his husband from the beginning, and Al had her consent to be the father of my baby. We quickly got to be friends with her too, her easygoing manner, sympathetic behavior, began to be sought after in our house. Once, she confided in me that she had fantasized to have a baby girl from a white guy. And she surely would find it very sexy to conceive the baby from my husband.
Finally, I got pregnant. Everybody was happy (for me).
On my fourth month in pregnancy, Sean found a girl. He claimed he fell in love with her, and decided to move out. There was no hard feelings and we remained friends, afterwards.
Last night before he moved from our house. Four of us sat and chatted after dinner.
"Does her belly started to show?" Jason asked.
"Barely, it is only four months." Al remarked, father of two children, he knew.
"Oh my god. I'm going to be fat." I complained jokingly.
"Not fat darling. Only your belly will swell. And your breasts will be bigger. You always wanted them larger, didn't you?" Sean said.
"I don't want any part of my body bigger. Especially... my cunt." I laughed. There were smiles.
"In that case, you should... we should consider a Cesarean operation. If the baby passes through your tight canal, we all of us have to say good-bye to your exquisite cunt squeeze." Al informed everybody.
"You seem to be very experienced in these matters." I observed.
"Of course I am. I am already father of the two. Remember?"
"I think I have to talk it over with my gynecologist."
"And you should apply lots of cacao butter on your belly, in order to prevent some purplish stretch marks, in circles from your belly-button down."
I visualized, the underside of my belly has the tread design of a brand new car tire and shuttered at the thought.
"Oh my god, I'm going to get ugly."
"Don't be silly, Sam. Anita had two babies, she is still as attractive as the day when I met her." Al tried to calm me.
"I want to have sex with all three of you tonight, before my looks begin to deteriorate." I declared.
First I took Al, then Jason, and finally Sean to bed one by one. While in bed with Sean he made slow, passionate love to me.
"Say Sam. Would you let me suck your milk when you begin to lactate?" Sean almost whispered.
"Sure darling."
"Promise?"
"Promise." I smiled at my former lover.
I was again left with two men, Jason and Al. I read in a book that a woman's sexual desire will decrease during pregnancy, especially after the fourth month. Maybe due to the constant attention I was getting from the two men I love, my sexual desire was at its summit, and stayed there until the time I was taken to the delivery room.
In my fifth month, I convinced two of them to have a threesome with me, at last. We were in our bedroom, taking off our clothes. And I was in one of my moods.
"Look at his cock, honey. See how big it is?"
"Yes." Jason hissed.
"Compare it with your little toy." I asked, firmly.
"It's bigger than mine." was the hesitant answer.
"Why don't you take out a ruler and measure them for me?"
He went into a drawer and came out with the ruler. He self measured his hardness and, announced:
"Six inches." He started to hand it to Al.
"No, you will measure his tool and tell me the result." I commanded. He bent in front of our black friend and read,
"Nine inches, and some more."
"You see?" I said. "Do you understand why I prefer his cock to yours or Sean's?"
"Yes."
"Do you think, I am right to let him impregnate me instead of you?"
"Yes."
"Tell me in detail, why any woman would have done the same thing."
"My cock is much smaller than his magnificent black cock. I understand that you have every right to choose to have his baby rather than mine."
"Now I want you suck his cock!"
"Please don't make me do this. I love you Sam. Can't you see all the things I went through just to make you happy." Jason complained.
"If you love me enough, suck him off." I commanded.
"Come on man," Al said. "You wouldn't be the first guy to suck my cock."
"Go down in front of him. Show us how you pay your respects to the cock that makes your wife so happy, and let's see what a cocksucker you are." I continued with my game. Although, I sounded cruel toward Jason, eyeing his penis I was able to monitor how far I could push him. And he was still rock hard!
He took Al's organ and began to give him a blowjob."
"Hey man, are you sure, you're new in this?" Al chuckled.
He put his lips on my lover's cock and started to take Al's pride into his mouth. I let them continue their homosexual act for a while, stroking my pussy with my hand.
"Don't come into my husband's mouth Al. I need your juice in my stomach. I'm pregnant and I must be fed well. Semen has all the vitamins necessary for an expecting woman."
"That's enough." Al said taking out his cock out of my husband's mouth and motioning me to kneel in front of him. I readily complied, opening my mouth. He stroked his tool with his hand and ejaculated a healthy shot right onto my tongue, which I swallowed heartily. I closed my lips around it and continued to suck on whatever he has left in his loins. Smacking my lips, I raised.
"It was delicious." I declared.
"Would you like to have mine too?" My husband whimpered.
"OK, come here. You can masturbate into my mouth." He stroked his dick with his hand. And he too came in my mouth, although his equipment is much more inferior compared to Al's, his semen tasted as fine.
Getting all affirmative responses, I asked my husband to suck Al to his second hard-on. I paused to admire the picture of my devoted husband on his knees, kissing Al's long placid but long hose, licking his black beauty, adoring the magnificent manhood of a man who made his wife pregnant.
I looked at Jason's cock, finding it getting hard again so I let them continue. I was feeling very naughty to humiliate my husband in front of my black lover, while carrying a black baby in my slightly swollen belly. I got on all fours on the bed and invited Al to fuck me first. After he finished I let Jason to take his place in my pussy.
When our lust completely consumed, three of us laid in the bed and talked. Al congratulated my husband for his brevity to endure my caprices. He offered him that he would like him fuck Anita if he wanted her. He added his wife always wanted to try a white cock at least once, and it was OK with him.
I had made him suck Al's cock. That was the limit. He clearly stated that, he might be somewhat submissive in his nature, but he was not a homosexual. I left it at that.
On a rainy day in September, I gave birth to a beautiful black baby girl. Her name will be Amanda. Just minutes ago everybody was here at my bedside. Jason, Al, Anita, Sean, Jenny (now Sean's wife) congratulated me. Before leaving, Sean whispered into my ear, reminding my promise.
END OF THE STORY
September 1997
