CARMEN
I was marking time as usual at the Blue Star Bar on the Southwest corner of State and Van Buren in Chicago, across from the Rialto burlesque theater on State Street. Many businessmen stopped there for a drink while waiting for their trains to take them to their homes in the suburbs. I had a wait of a half hour or so, time enough for a rum and coke from the bar. The club always had a show consisting of three exotic dancers, each doing ten minute routines. Usually they did not interest me because they wore frou-frou stage costumes, mostly bizarre. They generally had the hard ?Where the hell's the cab" look. Hardly a turn on for me.
To my surprise the second dancer had a soft beautiful look on her face, blond hair dressed in a plain full-skirted polka dot dress, red shoes with rounded toes and four-inch heels. She looked like any girl dressed for a party. She was beautiful with a fabulous body and best of all as far as I was concerned great legs. She did not sing, but did a lot of great dancing which included full twirls, which fanned out her skirt waist high. To my stunned surprise instead of wearing dance tights, she wore tan stockings tightly gartered by a white garter belt and the sheerest of transparent white panties, showing dark pubic hair, which proved she was not a natural blond. She smiled sweetly at me, also at the other patrons
Needless to say I was so taken by her, I missed my train to see her perform over and over again. Between performances she came down to 'mix?as was required in Chicago Clubs. Dancers and strippers were required to solicit drinks from the patrons between acts, supposedly Champagne, called a split or some other drink, such as Bourbon and coke. Actually the drinks were only tea, but the charge was for liquor.
I bought her the tea drink, informing her that I knew it was only tea, but that she was well worth it. I explained I had grown up in the 30's and 40's so I was really turned on by her legs in stockings, garters etc.- a mild fetish but shared by the majority of men from that period. I complimented her on her fabulous act and how perceptive she was to dress as the girl next door instead of the usual dance attire. I had never seen any other exotic dancer dress in this way and emphasizes what a turn on her dance was for me. I told her I didn't know if she was married, committed or free, but that I would like to invite her and perhaps a visit to the Field Museum of Natural History. I figured this would either impress her or turn her off. If she was not turned off she would certainly be worthwhile not only physically, but mentally as well.
Frankly, I was surprised by her reply that she was not attached to anyone, not married and no steady boy friend and that she enjoyed museums. She would be off the following Monday. She asked about me and was impressed when I explained I was a scientist doing research and what I was currently researching. Also I explained I was not married or attached to anyone. I suggest we meet on the steps of the museum at about 1:30 PM. She assured me that she would be there.
I had to take off work on Monday, and thought I would probably be disappointed by her not showing up. On Monday I was on the museum steps at 12:30 PM, hardly daring to hope that she would keep our date.
I was beside myself, as I spotted her approaching at 1:20 P.M. I let her know how overjoyed I was to see her and immediately paid our entrance fee to the museum. We looked at may exhibits, especially the Egyptian material and the Hall of Gems.
After two hours our thoughts turned to food , discovering she liked the cuisine at the North Star Inn at Division and State on the near North Side. I could tell we were hitting it off, which was confirmed after dinner by her invitation to have drink with her in her apartment on the near North Side not far from the restaurant.
I had my car so we were at her place in short order and fortunately found a legal parking space on La Salle Street across from her apartment. Interestingly she was wearing exactly the same clothes as when I first met her.
After sipping our rum and coke drinks, I was very pleasantly surprised when she slipped on to my lap . Paradise indeed. Her perfume was delightful which I discovered later was Anais-Anais. We hugged, kissed passionately, as I began to fondle her knees, gradually working my hand up her thigh to her panty crotch. I was totally taken aback by her direct approach without procrastination. As I rubbed her clitoris she tongue fucked my mouth vigorously. She reciprocated my clitoral stimulation by rubbing my hard cock through my trousers. In no time at all we were both steaming! She removed her dress, bra and panties (no slip) and left her stockings and garter belt in place. I didn't last very long, apologizing as I began to suck her labia and clitoris bringing her to a great orgasm in short order.
From then on we were a couple. It seemed miraculous to both of us that we had found each other. I kept my apartment in Napierville for a while, but promptly moved in with her taking over the rental costs. We were amazingly compatible. She had originally hoped to become a ballerina, but failed to realize this ambition for a variety of reasons, so settled for performing exotic dance routines in Nightclubs. It turned out she was a genuine, natural exhibitionist, exciting men by displaying herself really turned her on.
In finding this woman I could hardly believe I had not died and gone to heaven. I had always dreamed of finding such a woman, but hardly expected it would really happen. In due course we developed a variety of scenarios which lent themselves to exposing her charms to men in a semi-innocent way, which added to the erotic spice. We experimented with almost everything anyone had ever thought of, including things that were entirely new as far as we knew. The shoe salesman routine, bookstore ladders, doctor visits, amusement park rides, dancing, nightclub patron participation games to name a few. I recall she got really horny when she went to a gynecologist to be fitted for a contraceptive diaphragm. We had sex almost daily. She loved to masturbate and suck my cock and in turn loved to have me suck her clitoris before I entered her. Often I would wake in the middle of the night, horny as hell, and she always responded to my sucking her clitoris.
After about nine months she got a club date in Milwaukee at a strip club on 4th? and Wells. She had to work five nights a week doing three shows nightly. Unfortunately she could not finish in time to make the 1 A. M. commuter train to Chicago, but had to wait for the 4 A. M. train. So she had a 2 ? hour wait for the train. We rented a small room in a nearby hotel for her to relax in while she waited for the train.
The other two dancers each had their own dressing rooms, but since there were only three rooms she had to share a room with a rather good-looking black magician. After the first night of her engagement I was incredibly turned on when she described how she had to undress and dress in front of the black magician, showing him everything she had. As she reported he never missed a moment of this private show and she admitted that the whole thing made her very hot. We had incredible sex after talking about it and I could hardly wait to get her home to fuck her after picking her up at 5:30 A. M. We began to fantasize about her getting his big black prick into her hot cunt. We didn't know, but hoped he had a big tool as per the reputation of blacks. She agreed that she would let him fuck her when I pressed her on the matter, especially when she was hot. However, nothing happened for about a week. She kept her diaphragms in a plastic jar dusted with talcum powder. As I opened the medicine cabinet for aspirin on the evening of the seventh day I noticed one of the diaphragms was missing. My heart skipped a beat! It could only mean she was planning on getting herself fucked. I imagined the prick of Cal, the magician, buried deep in her cunt fucking her silly.
When I picked her up that morning I could hardly contain my horny excitement but said nothing about it, nor did she. As soon as we got home we tongue kissed as I slipped my fingers into her hot slit. She was wearing no panties and I could feel her diaphragm in her. Her cunt was sopping wet with cum. I broke our kiss and with my heart racing I blurted out, ?You did it, didn't you?? She answered, ?I did, I did--- it was so hot---he fucked me with his great black tool four times in two hours. I came three times. It was incredible, so good! But I'm ready for more from you. Let's fuck and suck right now!? We were both so hot we fucked and sucked over and over again making me late for work.
I told her I hoped she would let him fuck her every night, which thrilled her to the core. She said how wonderful it was that not only would I let her get fucked, but encouraging enthusiastically. She noted that most men she had known would be insanely jealous. She said his cock was a substantial nine inches and very thick which is what she liked best of all. That he was black added to the erotic excitement of getting fucked.
After about two weeks of fucking him every night she confessed she guessed she would have to have black cock regularly even after her club date ended. I assured her I had no problem with that and we surely would be able to have her get fucked regularly by blacks. She got herself fucked all five days by Cal for the entire duration of her club date, about six months. Cal went on to another engagement in Detroit also.
At this time I proposed to her which she accepted with enthusiasm. We were a little jaded and decided we would wait a little while to see what we could do to make our wedding really exciting. We had been reading about Feudalism in the Middle Ages in Europe, about the serfs being under the complete control of the feudal lord, even the power of life and death. One of the prerogatives of the feudal lord was called ?Jus Primae Noctis?or ?The Right of the First Night.?The lord had the right to have the first intercourse with the newly married bride on her wedding night before the husband.
Whether or not to exercise this right was left to the discretion of the lord, who could accept a nominal payment instead. It was recorded that the right might be waived if the bride was unattractive but never if the bride was beautiful.
Carmen thought this was delightfully kinky and maybe we should try something like that. ?You mean we should invite someone besides me to deflower you immediately after the wedding ceremony, so that your first fuck as a married woman would be with someone other than me? The idea does turn me on---its so delightfully wicked'so erotic. It sounds like it would be fun. OK, let's go for it. I suppose it would be very exciting for you if we found a super hung black lover for your first wedding night fucking. ? Since Carmen was no longer getting Cal's black prick in her cunt she leaped at the idea. How to find a suitable black lover?
We decided to advertise in the swinger's magazine, called ?Club Mature?. I wrote the ad outlining exactly what we had in mind. We got a lot of responses, but one really stood out. It was from a black guy named Ron, located in Youngstown, Ohio. He enclosed a picture of himself with his cock fully erect and a twelve-inch ruler next to it for comparison. We could hardly believe this was for real, since the great glans protruded a full inch beyond the end of the ruler. The diameter scaled from the picture was at least two and three quarters of an inch making it almost nine inches in circumference. We exchanged letters and found him great in all respects. Our correspondence convinced us, especially Carmen, that Ron was our man, even without meeting him. Of course we could always back out if found we had made a mistake.
We arranged our marriage date to accommodate his schedule to fly to Chicago to serve as our ?Best Man?. He had a lucrative small business and promised if he made Carmen pregnant, he would contribute child support. In our ad we had indicated that the bride would not be on any kind of contraceptive so as to enjoy the added excitement from the risk of pregnancy from a man other than her husband. This was also a terrific turn on for him. He implied he would like to continue fucking Carmen as a result of seeing her pictures, which we had sent him. This seemed OK to both of us, so on with our plans.
A week prior to the wedding date Carmen and I refrained from having orgasms, to get us into a high state of horniness. We would suck and masturbate each other to the brink of cumming, so that by the wedding date, Carmen was ready to fuck anything. We were so hot we almost lost it a few times.
Ron arrived on the morning of the wedding date. We picked him up at O?Hare airport, sizing each other up, since we had never met. Everybody was more than pleased, to my great relief. After all, it could have turned out to be a disaster. We stopped on the way home at an I House for a quick breakfast and some get acquainted time. On the way, Carmen sat in the back seat with Ron, where she anxiously opened his fly to see if his cock was really as big as in the photograph. She squealed with delight as she saw his giant tool, screaming,? Honey, even soft it's at least nine inches. ?She stroked it hard while Ron was all over her breasts and legs, hiking up her dress well above her stocking tops, rubbing and massaging her nylon covered legs and her pussy through her wet panty crotch. She tried to get her mouth over the huge plum-like head, but could hardly open her mouth far enough. Finally with great effort, she got her lips and teeth around his cock head, barely behind his glans flange. All she could do was work her tongue over the flange edges and a little bit of the skin beyond. He was not circumcised so there was a great deal of sensitivity there. She stopped short of bringing him to orgasm, since we had all agreed that all of his cum should be deposited only in the bride's cunt after the wedding ceremony.
We could hardly control our desire to get over with the ceremony, so Ron could get his tool into Carmen, my newly married bride. My cock was rock hard in anticipation all along. The wedding was a civil ceremony at City Hall in downtown Chicago. The judge, somewhat senile, supplied his clerk, a nondescript older woman as the witness. I was thrilled, as was Carmen by the irony of the words of the standard marriage vows, which included keeping herself for her husband alone. Ron was the first to kiss the bride after the ceremony, which puzzled the judge from the look on his face. As soon as we got home Carmen asked Ron if he would like to watch the bride undress or would he like to undress her himself? Ron said he would rather watch.
Carmen had not worn the traditional white wedding dress, but rather my favorite things. Brown high heels with straps across the insteps, flesh colored nylons, short skirt two inches above the knee, white garter belt, panties made of veil material, so sheer so as to hide nothing at all, a nice white half slip. A sheer white bra, cream colored blouse with a lacy top and a business suit jacket that went with the skirt. For me the hottest thing was that she was wearing these things for a black stud with a huge cock, who was going to be the first to fuck my bride and continue to fuck her during our honeymoon.
Carmen began her tease by instructing Ron to lie down on the floor while she stood over him at eye level with her legs spread wide, so he could look up her dress and enjoy the sight of her pussy, clearly visible through the sheer non-reinforced panty crotch. Ron had his monstrous tool in his hand, which had swollen to its full thirteen inch maximum, dwarfing my hard seven inches. Carmen knelt down to stroke and lick his cock just a little, but not enough to make him cum. Again she asked if he would like to undress her. Ron decided he would in contradiction to his earlier preference.
By the time he had my bride down to shoes, stockings and garter belt, I was dying to cum. Carmen lay back on the bed, while Ron knelt over her with his great hard on at her mouth for her to lick a little more. I got between her legs sucking her clitoris madly in her favorite way. I was seething with lust as I thought and watched, as a huge black cock was about to enter my newly married white wife. What a taboo breaker!
Carmen looked at his monstrous cock, ?Honey, I don't think it will fit---but I want to try. I hope it won't hurt too much.? ?Nonsense? I replied. ? Remember, pussies stretch a lot more when a baby passes through the birth canal. Rub some KY jelly on Ron's cock while I rub a lot on your pussy lips. That ought at least get the head into you.?
I pulled her legs apart as wide as possible to give Ron the best opportunity to get his cock into her. I let go of her legs as soon as Ron was in a good position separating her pussy lips for his cock head adding some more KY. I suggested sucking her clitoris some more, but Carmen said, ?No, no I want Ron's tool inside of me?. With some effort on Ron's part, pushing, twisting and turning he finally got his cock head into my bride's cunt. To my surprise, Carmen squealed with delight rather than with pain, 'that didn't hurt at all---it feels wonderful? Ron began slowly to push in and out gradually increasing the depth of penetration. Carmen kept exclaiming ecstatically about Ron's cock ---its size and how great it felt. ? I don't care if it splits me! I want all of it.? Slowly Ron was able to push his cock back and forth two to three inches so that Carmen's clitoris was rolled down against his cock shaft giving her wonderful pleasure. ?Oh yes, yes Ron, deeper now so I can feel more pleasure in my cunt and belly. I want your heavenly prong, all of it in my cunt, my belly, even if you get the head into my womb!
I could see that Ron had about eight inches embedded in her, but it seemed he wouldn't be able to get much more in, since his cock head was probably up against her cervix.
Carmen was screaming with incredible lust for more as Ron fucked her faster and faster. To my surprise more of Ron's cock was sinking into my wife's cunt. When all of it was finally in her, I guessed that her cervix must have pushed back to accommodate such penetration. I realized my bride was giving herself for the first time in her married life to another man. She was cuckolding me, her new husband in the most egregious way possible. A bride, my bride, my white wife was giving herself as a bride to another man, a super hung black stud and brazenly in front of me while I watched. I had to let go of my cock to keep from cumming
My feelings were mixed---some jealousy coupled with the most erotic arousal I had ever experienced. There was a strong component of psychological masochism on my part and a streak of psychological sadism on Carmen's part, in that she was enjoying cuckolding me much more as a wife, a married woman with a black lover which is about as taboo as one could get.
Carmen kept urging Ron on while I tried to pace myself as they approached orgasm. At last Carmen had her first soul shaking orgasm, while Ron miraculously kept holding on till Carmen came a second time and he finally let go. He told us he had no sex for the entire week prior to the wedding so he had built up a tremendous amount of semen for my bride's womb.
For the first three days of our honeymoon, Ron was my wife's exclusive lover while I watched and masturbated. Each night he was on her most of the night. We didn't even come up for air although I went out from time to time to bring back good food and drink. Of course there was no time to cook, only to fuck.
At last after my bride and her lover were pretty exhausted I finally sank my hard prick into my wife for the first time after the marriage ceremony. She clamped her legs tightly together after I was in her so as to increase the friction in her stretched pussy, to pleasure both of us.
By now the frenzy of the activity had subsided , but for me the pleasure was marvelously intense because of the circumstances, both psychological and physical.
Carmen was very grateful that I went along with everything giving her more pleasure than ever before in her life. I responded, ?What do you mean? I enjoyed it almost as much as you did. ?Ron promised he would be back to Chicago from time to time and of course we insisted that he stay with us during any visits, Carmen promising herself for his exclusive pleasure during his visits.
I was marking time as usual at the Blue Star Bar on the Southwest corner of State and Van Buren in Chicago, across from the Rialto burlesque theater on State Street. Many businessmen stopped there for a drink while waiting for their trains to take them to their homes in the suburbs. I had a wait of a half hour or so, time enough for a rum and coke from the bar. The club always had a show consisting of three exotic dancers, each doing ten minute routines. Usually they did not interest me because they wore frou-frou stage costumes, mostly bizarre. They generally had the hard ?Where the hell's the cab" look. Hardly a turn on for me.
To my surprise the second dancer had a soft beautiful look on her face, blond hair dressed in a plain full-skirted polka dot dress, red shoes with rounded toes and four-inch heels. She looked like any girl dressed for a party. She was beautiful with a fabulous body and best of all as far as I was concerned great legs. She did not sing, but did a lot of great dancing which included full twirls, which fanned out her skirt waist high. To my stunned surprise instead of wearing dance tights, she wore tan stockings tightly gartered by a white garter belt and the sheerest of transparent white panties, showing dark pubic hair, which proved she was not a natural blond. She smiled sweetly at me, also at the other patrons
Needless to say I was so taken by her, I missed my train to see her perform over and over again. Between performances she came down to 'mix?as was required in Chicago Clubs. Dancers and strippers were required to solicit drinks from the patrons between acts, supposedly Champagne, called a split or some other drink, such as Bourbon and coke. Actually the drinks were only tea, but the charge was for liquor.
I bought her the tea drink, informing her that I knew it was only tea, but that she was well worth it. I explained I had grown up in the 30's and 40's so I was really turned on by her legs in stockings, garters etc.- a mild fetish but shared by the majority of men from that period. I complimented her on her fabulous act and how perceptive she was to dress as the girl next door instead of the usual dance attire. I had never seen any other exotic dancer dress in this way and emphasizes what a turn on her dance was for me. I told her I didn't know if she was married, committed or free, but that I would like to invite her and perhaps a visit to the Field Museum of Natural History. I figured this would either impress her or turn her off. If she was not turned off she would certainly be worthwhile not only physically, but mentally as well.
Frankly, I was surprised by her reply that she was not attached to anyone, not married and no steady boy friend and that she enjoyed museums. She would be off the following Monday. She asked about me and was impressed when I explained I was a scientist doing research and what I was currently researching. Also I explained I was not married or attached to anyone. I suggest we meet on the steps of the museum at about 1:30 PM. She assured me that she would be there.
I had to take off work on Monday, and thought I would probably be disappointed by her not showing up. On Monday I was on the museum steps at 12:30 PM, hardly daring to hope that she would keep our date.
I was beside myself, as I spotted her approaching at 1:20 P.M. I let her know how overjoyed I was to see her and immediately paid our entrance fee to the museum. We looked at may exhibits, especially the Egyptian material and the Hall of Gems.
After two hours our thoughts turned to food , discovering she liked the cuisine at the North Star Inn at Division and State on the near North Side. I could tell we were hitting it off, which was confirmed after dinner by her invitation to have drink with her in her apartment on the near North Side not far from the restaurant.
I had my car so we were at her place in short order and fortunately found a legal parking space on La Salle Street across from her apartment. Interestingly she was wearing exactly the same clothes as when I first met her.
After sipping our rum and coke drinks, I was very pleasantly surprised when she slipped on to my lap . Paradise indeed. Her perfume was delightful which I discovered later was Anais-Anais. We hugged, kissed passionately, as I began to fondle her knees, gradually working my hand up her thigh to her panty crotch. I was totally taken aback by her direct approach without procrastination. As I rubbed her clitoris she tongue fucked my mouth vigorously. She reciprocated my clitoral stimulation by rubbing my hard cock through my trousers. In no time at all we were both steaming! She removed her dress, bra and panties (no slip) and left her stockings and garter belt in place. I didn't last very long, apologizing as I began to suck her labia and clitoris bringing her to a great orgasm in short order.
From then on we were a couple. It seemed miraculous to both of us that we had found each other. I kept my apartment in Napierville for a while, but promptly moved in with her taking over the rental costs. We were amazingly compatible. She had originally hoped to become a ballerina, but failed to realize this ambition for a variety of reasons, so settled for performing exotic dance routines in Nightclubs. It turned out she was a genuine, natural exhibitionist, exciting men by displaying herself really turned her on.
In finding this woman I could hardly believe I had not died and gone to heaven. I had always dreamed of finding such a woman, but hardly expected it would really happen. In due course we developed a variety of scenarios which lent themselves to exposing her charms to men in a semi-innocent way, which added to the erotic spice. We experimented with almost everything anyone had ever thought of, including things that were entirely new as far as we knew. The shoe salesman routine, bookstore ladders, doctor visits, amusement park rides, dancing, nightclub patron participation games to name a few. I recall she got really horny when she went to a gynecologist to be fitted for a contraceptive diaphragm. We had sex almost daily. She loved to masturbate and suck my cock and in turn loved to have me suck her clitoris before I entered her. Often I would wake in the middle of the night, horny as hell, and she always responded to my sucking her clitoris.
After about nine months she got a club date in Milwaukee at a strip club on 4th? and Wells. She had to work five nights a week doing three shows nightly. Unfortunately she could not finish in time to make the 1 A. M. commuter train to Chicago, but had to wait for the 4 A. M. train. So she had a 2 ? hour wait for the train. We rented a small room in a nearby hotel for her to relax in while she waited for the train.
The other two dancers each had their own dressing rooms, but since there were only three rooms she had to share a room with a rather good-looking black magician. After the first night of her engagement I was incredibly turned on when she described how she had to undress and dress in front of the black magician, showing him everything she had. As she reported he never missed a moment of this private show and she admitted that the whole thing made her very hot. We had incredible sex after talking about it and I could hardly wait to get her home to fuck her after picking her up at 5:30 A. M. We began to fantasize about her getting his big black prick into her hot cunt. We didn't know, but hoped he had a big tool as per the reputation of blacks. She agreed that she would let him fuck her when I pressed her on the matter, especially when she was hot. However, nothing happened for about a week. She kept her diaphragms in a plastic jar dusted with talcum powder. As I opened the medicine cabinet for aspirin on the evening of the seventh day I noticed one of the diaphragms was missing. My heart skipped a beat! It could only mean she was planning on getting herself fucked. I imagined the prick of Cal, the magician, buried deep in her cunt fucking her silly.
When I picked her up that morning I could hardly contain my horny excitement but said nothing about it, nor did she. As soon as we got home we tongue kissed as I slipped my fingers into her hot slit. She was wearing no panties and I could feel her diaphragm in her. Her cunt was sopping wet with cum. I broke our kiss and with my heart racing I blurted out, ?You did it, didn't you?? She answered, ?I did, I did--- it was so hot---he fucked me with his great black tool four times in two hours. I came three times. It was incredible, so good! But I'm ready for more from you. Let's fuck and suck right now!? We were both so hot we fucked and sucked over and over again making me late for work.
I told her I hoped she would let him fuck her every night, which thrilled her to the core. She said how wonderful it was that not only would I let her get fucked, but encouraging enthusiastically. She noted that most men she had known would be insanely jealous. She said his cock was a substantial nine inches and very thick which is what she liked best of all. That he was black added to the erotic excitement of getting fucked.
After about two weeks of fucking him every night she confessed she guessed she would have to have black cock regularly even after her club date ended. I assured her I had no problem with that and we surely would be able to have her get fucked regularly by blacks. She got herself fucked all five days by Cal for the entire duration of her club date, about six months. Cal went on to another engagement in Detroit also.
At this time I proposed to her which she accepted with enthusiasm. We were a little jaded and decided we would wait a little while to see what we could do to make our wedding really exciting. We had been reading about Feudalism in the Middle Ages in Europe, about the serfs being under the complete control of the feudal lord, even the power of life and death. One of the prerogatives of the feudal lord was called ?Jus Primae Noctis?or ?The Right of the First Night.?The lord had the right to have the first intercourse with the newly married bride on her wedding night before the husband.
Whether or not to exercise this right was left to the discretion of the lord, who could accept a nominal payment instead. It was recorded that the right might be waived if the bride was unattractive but never if the bride was beautiful.
Carmen thought this was delightfully kinky and maybe we should try something like that. ?You mean we should invite someone besides me to deflower you immediately after the wedding ceremony, so that your first fuck as a married woman would be with someone other than me? The idea does turn me on---its so delightfully wicked'so erotic. It sounds like it would be fun. OK, let's go for it. I suppose it would be very exciting for you if we found a super hung black lover for your first wedding night fucking. ? Since Carmen was no longer getting Cal's black prick in her cunt she leaped at the idea. How to find a suitable black lover?
We decided to advertise in the swinger's magazine, called ?Club Mature?. I wrote the ad outlining exactly what we had in mind. We got a lot of responses, but one really stood out. It was from a black guy named Ron, located in Youngstown, Ohio. He enclosed a picture of himself with his cock fully erect and a twelve-inch ruler next to it for comparison. We could hardly believe this was for real, since the great glans protruded a full inch beyond the end of the ruler. The diameter scaled from the picture was at least two and three quarters of an inch making it almost nine inches in circumference. We exchanged letters and found him great in all respects. Our correspondence convinced us, especially Carmen, that Ron was our man, even without meeting him. Of course we could always back out if found we had made a mistake.
We arranged our marriage date to accommodate his schedule to fly to Chicago to serve as our ?Best Man?. He had a lucrative small business and promised if he made Carmen pregnant, he would contribute child support. In our ad we had indicated that the bride would not be on any kind of contraceptive so as to enjoy the added excitement from the risk of pregnancy from a man other than her husband. This was also a terrific turn on for him. He implied he would like to continue fucking Carmen as a result of seeing her pictures, which we had sent him. This seemed OK to both of us, so on with our plans.
A week prior to the wedding date Carmen and I refrained from having orgasms, to get us into a high state of horniness. We would suck and masturbate each other to the brink of cumming, so that by the wedding date, Carmen was ready to fuck anything. We were so hot we almost lost it a few times.
Ron arrived on the morning of the wedding date. We picked him up at O?Hare airport, sizing each other up, since we had never met. Everybody was more than pleased, to my great relief. After all, it could have turned out to be a disaster. We stopped on the way home at an I House for a quick breakfast and some get acquainted time. On the way, Carmen sat in the back seat with Ron, where she anxiously opened his fly to see if his cock was really as big as in the photograph. She squealed with delight as she saw his giant tool, screaming,? Honey, even soft it's at least nine inches. ?She stroked it hard while Ron was all over her breasts and legs, hiking up her dress well above her stocking tops, rubbing and massaging her nylon covered legs and her pussy through her wet panty crotch. She tried to get her mouth over the huge plum-like head, but could hardly open her mouth far enough. Finally with great effort, she got her lips and teeth around his cock head, barely behind his glans flange. All she could do was work her tongue over the flange edges and a little bit of the skin beyond. He was not circumcised so there was a great deal of sensitivity there. She stopped short of bringing him to orgasm, since we had all agreed that all of his cum should be deposited only in the bride's cunt after the wedding ceremony.
We could hardly control our desire to get over with the ceremony, so Ron could get his tool into Carmen, my newly married bride. My cock was rock hard in anticipation all along. The wedding was a civil ceremony at City Hall in downtown Chicago. The judge, somewhat senile, supplied his clerk, a nondescript older woman as the witness. I was thrilled, as was Carmen by the irony of the words of the standard marriage vows, which included keeping herself for her husband alone. Ron was the first to kiss the bride after the ceremony, which puzzled the judge from the look on his face. As soon as we got home Carmen asked Ron if he would like to watch the bride undress or would he like to undress her himself? Ron said he would rather watch.
Carmen had not worn the traditional white wedding dress, but rather my favorite things. Brown high heels with straps across the insteps, flesh colored nylons, short skirt two inches above the knee, white garter belt, panties made of veil material, so sheer so as to hide nothing at all, a nice white half slip. A sheer white bra, cream colored blouse with a lacy top and a business suit jacket that went with the skirt. For me the hottest thing was that she was wearing these things for a black stud with a huge cock, who was going to be the first to fuck my bride and continue to fuck her during our honeymoon.
Carmen began her tease by instructing Ron to lie down on the floor while she stood over him at eye level with her legs spread wide, so he could look up her dress and enjoy the sight of her pussy, clearly visible through the sheer non-reinforced panty crotch. Ron had his monstrous tool in his hand, which had swollen to its full thirteen inch maximum, dwarfing my hard seven inches. Carmen knelt down to stroke and lick his cock just a little, but not enough to make him cum. Again she asked if he would like to undress her. Ron decided he would in contradiction to his earlier preference.
By the time he had my bride down to shoes, stockings and garter belt, I was dying to cum. Carmen lay back on the bed, while Ron knelt over her with his great hard on at her mouth for her to lick a little more. I got between her legs sucking her clitoris madly in her favorite way. I was seething with lust as I thought and watched, as a huge black cock was about to enter my newly married white wife. What a taboo breaker!
Carmen looked at his monstrous cock, ?Honey, I don't think it will fit---but I want to try. I hope it won't hurt too much.? ?Nonsense? I replied. ? Remember, pussies stretch a lot more when a baby passes through the birth canal. Rub some KY jelly on Ron's cock while I rub a lot on your pussy lips. That ought at least get the head into you.?
I pulled her legs apart as wide as possible to give Ron the best opportunity to get his cock into her. I let go of her legs as soon as Ron was in a good position separating her pussy lips for his cock head adding some more KY. I suggested sucking her clitoris some more, but Carmen said, ?No, no I want Ron's tool inside of me?. With some effort on Ron's part, pushing, twisting and turning he finally got his cock head into my bride's cunt. To my surprise, Carmen squealed with delight rather than with pain, 'that didn't hurt at all---it feels wonderful? Ron began slowly to push in and out gradually increasing the depth of penetration. Carmen kept exclaiming ecstatically about Ron's cock ---its size and how great it felt. ? I don't care if it splits me! I want all of it.? Slowly Ron was able to push his cock back and forth two to three inches so that Carmen's clitoris was rolled down against his cock shaft giving her wonderful pleasure. ?Oh yes, yes Ron, deeper now so I can feel more pleasure in my cunt and belly. I want your heavenly prong, all of it in my cunt, my belly, even if you get the head into my womb!
I could see that Ron had about eight inches embedded in her, but it seemed he wouldn't be able to get much more in, since his cock head was probably up against her cervix.
Carmen was screaming with incredible lust for more as Ron fucked her faster and faster. To my surprise more of Ron's cock was sinking into my wife's cunt. When all of it was finally in her, I guessed that her cervix must have pushed back to accommodate such penetration. I realized my bride was giving herself for the first time in her married life to another man. She was cuckolding me, her new husband in the most egregious way possible. A bride, my bride, my white wife was giving herself as a bride to another man, a super hung black stud and brazenly in front of me while I watched. I had to let go of my cock to keep from cumming
My feelings were mixed---some jealousy coupled with the most erotic arousal I had ever experienced. There was a strong component of psychological masochism on my part and a streak of psychological sadism on Carmen's part, in that she was enjoying cuckolding me much more as a wife, a married woman with a black lover which is about as taboo as one could get.
Carmen kept urging Ron on while I tried to pace myself as they approached orgasm. At last Carmen had her first soul shaking orgasm, while Ron miraculously kept holding on till Carmen came a second time and he finally let go. He told us he had no sex for the entire week prior to the wedding so he had built up a tremendous amount of semen for my bride's womb.
For the first three days of our honeymoon, Ron was my wife's exclusive lover while I watched and masturbated. Each night he was on her most of the night. We didn't even come up for air although I went out from time to time to bring back good food and drink. Of course there was no time to cook, only to fuck.
At last after my bride and her lover were pretty exhausted I finally sank my hard prick into my wife for the first time after the marriage ceremony. She clamped her legs tightly together after I was in her so as to increase the friction in her stretched pussy, to pleasure both of us.
By now the frenzy of the activity had subsided , but for me the pleasure was marvelously intense because of the circumstances, both psychological and physical.
Carmen was very grateful that I went along with everything giving her more pleasure than ever before in her life. I responded, ?What do you mean? I enjoyed it almost as much as you did. ?Ron promised he would be back to Chicago from time to time and of course we insisted that he stay with us during any visits, Carmen promising herself for his exclusive pleasure during his visits.
