Cuckold White boi breeding plan for his wife
by Smal4u
I gave a final, wet lick to Joyce's pussy. It hung there before me, her lips puckered and engorged from fifteen minutes of my tongue's eager attention. A pinky-sized gape revealed the rich moistness glistening inside. Most of that was from my saliva but it also blended with her cunt juices forming a natural lubricant.
Her pussy was ready. My pussy. The one I loved and married nearly four years ago. The one that was about to be fucked by all of the noisy black men anxiously waiting in our adjacent living room. She was going to get fucked senseless, that, and there was so much more planned for her this time.
My wife was on all fours. Her slender ass hung over the foot of our bed. At five foot six, Joyce was the perfect height for doggie-style fucks like this, though she personally didn't much care for that particular position. She said that she found it demeaning, as she did anything but the good 'ole missionary position, but she endured them all purely because she knew I wanted her to and she knew that ultimately, she would be getting a lot of pleasure by doing what I wanted. She did a lot just for me like that, just like any good wife should.
I kissed her dangling inner cunt lips again and then stood back to admire the lusciousness of my wife's hot white pussy. In the five years since we'd first began dating, but especially, over the last two years, her pussy had certainly changed. Thanks to the numerous heavy fucking it had been getting, it was now stretched and loose and it now stayed gaped open these days and it also packed incredible muscle tone to its very depths, also thanks to that same, hard and frequent use. None of that had been the situation when we'd first met. Considering the well-used state of her pussy now, it was hard to believe that I was the one that had popped her cherry.
I stepped to the side of the bed and opened the latch of the ball gag, getting it ready. There were already multiple teeth marks that criss-crossed the red ball--all hers--again thanks to recent heavy use. About six months ago, Darryl, Joyce's black lover, insisted I start gagging her before the multiple fuck sessions he and his black friends began subjecting her to. She hated the thing from the first day I put it in her mouth, but dutifully endured every frequent orgy with it lodged between her teeth because I insisted on it because it was what Darryl wanted. I don't think she realized how lovely she looked to me when she was gagged like that while suffering a merciless barrage of fucking by so many big black cocks. Everything Darryl and his black friends did made her so much more beautiful to me. Everything!
She glanced at the vile gag clutched in my hand. "Do you remember the night before Darryl first fucked me?" she asked.
"Of course I do," I said.
"Do you remember what I asked you?" she said.
You said that "It was a big change for us and you asked if I was sure that I was ready for it."
"No, that's wrong." she said. "I asked if it was really, truly what you wanted? Remember? I told you then that once it happened, there was no turning back." she told me.
"Yes, you're right. I remember that now and I also remember that I told you yes, that it was what I really and truly wanted" I said."
"And do you remember that two months ago I asked you the same question before I stopped taking my birth control pills?" she asked me.
"Yes, I remember and I said yes again." I answered.
"I know you did," she said, her words slowed and spaced out. "Back then, you said you were sure that it was what you wanted!"
I looked at her and said "If you're going to ask if I've changed my mind since then, the answer is no!" I told her. In fact, it's been sheer agony waiting out the last two months! It's been so frustrating waiting. I went from getting to watch you get fucked multiple times a week to zero, zip, not being fucked at all during that time and I hated it!" I told her!
I could hear the black men next door shouting and barking at each other. They too had been cut-off while we all waited for Joyce's reproductive system to purge all the last traces of the birth control medication she had been taking for so many years, restoring her reproductive system to its fully fertile, and natural state!
It had been Darryl's idea, but I had agreed. He forbade all sex for Joyce, in order to build the supreme anticipation and desire for the moments about to come to fruition tonight and it sure as hell worked, at least for me, that is. I had to admit that there were times when I thought this fucking night would never get here.
"Barry...." Her face clouded. "I'm going to ask you one last time... are you sure you want this? I mean are you really sure, because after tonight, everything will change. Me. Us. Our ******. Our friends. Our whole lives. The future...... I mean... everything will change."
I thought about it. I knew that she was so right about all of it, everything that she said. In a few moments, I answered her and said "I know that you're right. Yes, it will and it will be just like I expect it to."I saw her lower lip tremble and tears form in her eyes as she looked at me . "It's going to be just like I want it to be," I said as I leaned over and kissed her mouth before quickly positioning the gag in front of it.
"Barry," she said, desperation flashing in her eyes.
I stopped and pulled the gag back. "Now what?"
"I... I know Darryl told you not to, but... I want you to be the first. Before you let them in, do it. Please Barry, do it for me!" she begged
I kissed her forehead and shoved the gag into her mouth. A quick cinch on the strap tightened it.
Joyce's head swiveled to follow me as I strolled around the bed. I stood behind her, once again admiring the unmatched view of a beautiful woman all primed for sex. I rubbed my still soft dick through my shorts. Damn, she was gorgeous.
Twenty-five now and one hundred thirty five pounds. Blonde hair and perky 36C tits topped by quarter-sized areolas capped with two hardened nipples. Her hips weren't big but they were a little on the wide side and there was plenty there to latch onto once someone got their cock in full motion plunging in and out of that hot cunt of hers. And speaking of that irresistible cunt.... my wife's irresistible married white cunt.
I stopped for a minute. What was I doing? Was I totally fucking nuts? How could I even consider letting this happen? This perfect creature... my angel, my wife, lying so helpless before me... had just begged me to be the one to fuck her and shoot my cum inside of her, to fertilize her eggs.....to complete her....to breed her and make her pregnant. She was so sexy and so damn fuckable. I should be able to do it. Any sensible man in his right mind would. I'm supposed to be the one to do it. Me. Her husband. And yet... here I was.
As her eyes pleaded with me, I yanked my shorts down. I showed her the truth. my little dick lay bare before her, still half limp, unable to perform its duty no matter how much she yearned for it. I tried to stroke it a few times and it actually shrank, recoiling from what had been made off-limits, from what now belonged to the black men waiting next door. She didn't deserve having a husband who's dick couldn't even get hard enough from looking at a beautiful sexy woman like her.
I saw the disappointment register in her eyes and then, followed by resignation as I pulled up my shorts, walked to our bedroom door and flung it open.
Darryl was the first to come through. "You had me worried, Barry. Worried maybe you were having second thoughts or something." He was followed by nine other blacks, three who I'd witnessed fucking my wife in previous orgies and the other six were newbies. All of the black men gawked at the sight before him.
"Goddamn. Would you look at that beautiful married white pussy?" one of them commented.
"So you like what you see, Maurice?" Darryl asked.
"Like it? Shit. I'll pay you a hundred dollars if you let me go first." Maurice said.
Darryl just gave him a cheesy grin.
"I'll give you two hundred," one of the other newbies offered.
"Sorry boys but the first time is all mine, boys," Darryl said. He looked hard at me. "Ain't that right, Barry boi? You didn't go first before you let us in now, did you?"
I moved to the armchair directly across the room from Joyce, my official observation point for all of Joyce's orgies and said "No Darryl, you told me not to, so I didn't."
"You're a good boi, a real good white boi husband" Darryl said as he unzipped his fly and dropped his pants and stepped out of them and his boxers. He walked around the foot of our bed and gave a long whistle. "Take a good look at this married white cunt, boys. Stare at it, drool at it, and get yourselves ready because it is white fucking hot and ready for lots of black cock and cum tonight." he told them.
"And it's really fucking ripe, isn't that so Darryl" Maurice chimed in, cracking a half smile at me as he dropped his shorts. He wasn't wearing any underwear. The rest of the black studs all followed suit. Black cocks of all sizes and shapes sprung loose, every one of them at least nine or more inches and at the ready and all were eager to do its duty.
"I have a question for you, Barry boi." Darryl said. He waited while my eyes looked first at his long stiff, pussy-pleasing black cock before raising to meet his eyes. I could see that there was an inferno raging behind those eyes of his, one that wouldn't be denied. He patted Joyce's fine ass. "Tell me Barry boi, did this ripe hot cunt here ask you to go first?"
My wife shot a panicked look at me. She gave the slightest of head shakes to beg me not to tell him.
"Yes, she did" I confessed. More resignation crept across her face.
"I thought she might," Darryl chuckled. I'm going to have to make her pay for that, but not tonight. Some other time because we got too much planned for tonight, but she will have to pay. Maybe we'll gang fuck her ass until she can't sit.....maybe get the bitch tattooed.....she's gonna have to pay, that's for sure. His hand slid across her ass cheek to her waiting pussy. he roughly stuck two fingers into her gaping hole.
Her head snapped forward at his touch.
"As you well know, I've gotten to know her really good over these last two years, intimately, real intimately." he said smiling at me. He withdrew his fingers and instead extended one, long black finger and parted her lips. "You do realize Barry boi that this woman would have been perfectly content just being your bride, taking that little dick of yours for the rest of her life and dedicating herself to you, making you a cozy home and giving you a nice little ****** and never once thinking of any other man. That's all she ever wanted when she met and married you." Darryl's finger was moving up and down her slit now and I watched as Joyce quivered in response.
"But all that wasn't good enough. Not nearly good enough for you Barry boi, was it?"
I felt my dick jerk, like a bee had stung it and it began to harden and the black bastard knew it.
"Go ahead, Barry boi," Darryl ordered. "Take out your little, white dick and jack it off while your wife takes the cock of a real man, a black man, in that married white cunt of hers. You know you want to play with it....to jack that little white dick off.....you always do. We both know that's what really pleases you, what it takes for you to get your nuts off.....not from fucking your own wife like a real man would do, but that's okay. That's okay for a cuckold white boi and okay for you! Go ahead...get that little dick out now!" he said, more as an order than a comment.
Wanting to please him, I did as he said and opened my pants and took my little dick out and began to stoke it.
Maurice smiled and snorted when he saw me. "Every time I see that pathetic excuse for a cock of yours, I understand......... Shit, with a little dick like that, you know you could never really please a woman! No wonder you want to watch her get fucked by real men, black men with real cocks! What I can't understand is why she ever agreed to marry you with that dinky little dick." Darryl laughed at that before turning to Maurice. "Go get the paper," he told Maurice.
Darryl slid two fingers back inside my wife's pussy as Maurice left. Joyce moaned through the gag as he twisted them side-to-side and stroked them in and out of her pussy, before he popped them out and wiped them across his bulbous cock head and then he dragged his cock up and down a few times along her slit.
I heard Joyce moan again, this time louder and knew she was already getting hot, wanting, no needed his big cock inside of her.
"Here we go, bitch," he warned. "Game time."
I can always tell when Darryl first thrusts that big bulging black cock head into Joyce's cunt. She sucks in her gut, arches her back and screams, though lately the gag slightly mutes her screams and they just sound like muffled wails.
"That's right Joyce. Tell all the brothers here what taking a real man's cock feels like," Darryl said. As he slowly stuffed his cock deeper into my wife's pussy, her wails stopped and were reduced to moans, mews and wet snuffles. "Nice job getting her ready, Barry. She's good and wet already.....and we know that she's ripe inside don't we," he added with a dreamy look plastered across his face.
Maurice came back just as Darryl began fucking her with slow and steady strokes.
"Kind of busy here, Maurice. Take a number," he said, building up a rhythm.
It used to be that my wife's pussy would need a long time before it could fully accommodate Darryl's large girth, but not anymore. What originally took hours to get her pussy to open up that big, had become half hours, and then minutes after being stretched after several months of taking black cock, and now, after two years of steady pounding, it only took tens of seconds before her pussy opened enough so that it could take even the biggest of black cocks like Darryl's. All sounds of screams or any pain or resistance were now gone, except for the ragged breaths she blew through her nose.
"Oh, that pussy's good, real good," Darryl said, easing into his prime fuck strokes. "We've got that your pussy all stretched out and well trained now, don't we?" He pumped his big black cock in and out of my wife's pussy for a while.
My wife just stared at the wall, accepting without complaint the fact that this big black bull--not me--would be first to unload his cum into her fertile and ripe unprotected white cunt. Not that she really had a good way to complain at this point with the ball gag in her mouth. Besides, any noises that Darryl would pound out of her as he fucked her, would sound like heaven to a guy like me.
The other black studs had all moved around the bed except for in front of me, watching the fuckfest, and casually stroking their hardening big black cocks. They were watching and waiting their turns. Imagining the unsurpassed feeling of emptying the contents of their balls into a fertile white cunt, each of them trying to be the one to knock her up, a feeling that each of them soon would enjoy but denied to me. Darryl made sure that a clear view remained open to me and that no one blocked my view. He knew what I liked and needed and made sure that I got it and was good that way.
Joyce likes to be fucked and once she gets fully into the sexing, her pussy oozes lots of juice. She's never been a squirter or a gusher, though I've made her drip a cupful of pussy juice with protracted teasing of her nubbin-sized clit. I know from experience that pussy flood is one of the most amazing feelings a hard cock can experience. Darryl quickly became addicted to it. The look on his face made it clear the precise moment when his cock thrusts were wetly rewarded by her.
I saw that look on his face now, and knew that now that his cock was coated, it was like gliding through buttered silk, and Darryl slowed his pace.
"So, where were we?" Darryl asked. "Oh, yeah. We were talking about what your wife wanted and what you wanted, Barry. They are two very different things, aren't they? She really doesn't know all of it, but I think it's time that she should. Don't you think she should?"
Joyce turned slightly and tried to look at me while waiting for Darryl's next revelation.
"Well Joyce, I first met your husband-to-be before you even knew him. He didn't even have a girlfriend back then, but he knew exactly what he wanted when he got one. Of course, how could I not want to help out a sorry little white fuck with his strange ideas and desires as far as black and white sex was concerned. In Barry's fucked-up mind, the black man is king, which meant he should have anything he wanted. Anything and everything and you wanna know something, I really like being king."
Darryl closed his eyes and took a few long strokes. The room was silent except for my wife's breathing and the hollow, sucking thwack of her cunt being steadily plunged by his big black cock. That particular noise was my addiction now. I loved to hear a big black cock going in and out of my wife's pussy and there was no way I could ever get enough of it. Thwack.......cock in.....thwack.....cock out.....again and again, and the sucking sound of my wife's pussy clinging to that big black cock as it withdrew....not wanting to let go.......Gawd help me but I loved hearing it! I had even recorded it and jacked off to the sounds many times over the past two years.
"Actually," Darryl went on. "Barry really wasn't that different from a few of the other, pathetic, white-boi hubbies I'd met, except he didn't need much encouragement. You see, he had it all worked out in his mind in advance. He knew exactly what he wanted to happen to the woman he married. It was all like some kind of porno movie script, all written, and just waiting to be filmed. Then, he met you."
My cheeks now were burning as Darryl continued to speak. This wasn't part of the arrangement at all. Still, my little dick grew harder with every word he said.
"Once you two started dating for real, Barry was ready to put his plan into action. He wrote me all about it, the whole sick vision leading up to tonight and beyond. And with some very intimate pictures thrown in, ones intended to convince me to be king. Wanna see? I think you should Joyce." At that point, Maurice propped the paper up on Joyce's pillow in front of her. It was a printout of a color photo, one I recalled vividly, one that I'd sent to Darryl five years ago after I'd just met a 20-year-old blonde hottie that I thought was perfection walking on Earth.
Darryl's strokes slowed and then stopped. Only his massive black cock head remained inside my wife's cunt, poised, like a cobra and set to strike.
"So now that you know the whole sorry story Joyce, and I think that it's time for you to have a say and decide. Fuck Barry and what he wants.....What I want to know is how you feel about all this? Do you want it to stop? If you do, I give you my word that it will stop and all be over! It's your choice now, Joyce. All yours!"
Joyce stared at the picture in front of her for what seemed like forever, not moving. The photo of her laying there with her pussy spread stared back. It was the first naked photo I'd taken of her shortly after we'd started dating. I'd gotten her *****, and kept asking, egging her on to do it, and she'd made me promise and swear that no one else would ever ever see it. I remember how my gut twisted the next day as I violated my promise embedded that photo in the e-mail to Darryl and pressed "Send". It twisted worse when his one-line answer came back to me. It said simply: 'I hope you know what you're doing, white boi.'
Joyce's head turned slowly. She looked at me with tears streaming down her cheeks. The ball gag stopped her words from coming out but I heard them clearly. 'How could you do this to me? You did this, you made me into this... this thing, this sexual animal and now this thing were about to do! It's all your fault!' She stared at me, locked eyes on mine. 'Fuck you,' those eyes said. 'Go fuck yourself!' And then with a shake of her head, I watched as she pushed her cunt back onto Darryl's big black cock, taking all of it deep inside of her pussy. She had no choice, really. Darryl had made absolutely sure of that and I hated him for it. And worshiped him too! He was King!
"Oh yeah, boys," Darryl shouted as his big black cock was sucked all the way inside of her pussy by her action. "Oh yea, this married white pussy is hot for lots of black cock and cum! We got us a real breeder here now. This slut wants it and is totally committed now, no doubt about it!"
Never have I seen my wife look more beautiful to me than at that very instant. It was more than I could have ever hoped to bring out in her. She had made her decision and was ready and it was all thanks to that mother-fucking, son-of-a-bitch Darryl. He had done it.....gotten her to commit.....to make that critical decision....to become a black cock slut for real! We all knew there was no turning back now!
My wife's eyes never left mine as she rocked herself faster and faster on that big black cock in her pussy. Louder squishing sounds were coming from her drenched pussy on each thrust. That wonderful pussy--my pussy--my wife's married white pussy! It craved completion! There was no doubt that it, no she, wanted to feel lots of hot thick nigger cum shooting inside of it, filling it up and fertilizing her eggs. It needed it, deserved it, after all these years in the making. And it was about to get exactly what it deserved.
Five years ago, after hitting "Send" on my e-mail to Darryl, my little dick shot one of the hardest cums I can remember and my dick didn't soften at all. This had never happened before and I knew what was happening was right! Two years ago, the night before Darryl fucked her for the first time, I went into the bathroom after assuring Joyce it was what I wanted to happen and I jacked off until I came hard again then, but not like tonight. No previous cum had ever been like tonight!
Two months ago, I did as Darryl had suggested and took Joyce's birth control pills from her and threw them into the trash. She listened as I called Darryl and told him what I did and he said that was it, no more fucking for at least two months and that would go for him too. He said that he would be saving his load up for this day........making sure that he had as much cum as possible and that it would be potent, just like it was for the other several white women he had knocked up. Joyce said nothing as I hung up the phone and went into the bathroom. I shut the door and immediately jacked my dick off until I shot a big load into the toilet.
Tonight she watched, as spurts of cum erupted from my little dick and splattered onto the floor. Ropes of it left me and sailed to oblivion, accomplishing nothing. That's how I cum now, Joyce. I jack off and send my cum into the toilet or a tissue or unto the floor where it can accomplish nothing. It's so unlike what a real man does and so not what a woman like you needs. My little dick can't even get hard with your naked body in front of me without watching a big black cock fucking you! Her eyes showed just how dejected and totally defeated, she felt at that moment.
"Oh shit yeah........I'm gettin close." I heard Darryl gasped.
Normally he could fuck my wife for an eternity before releasing his cum but after saving up his precious cum for two months and the one-of-a-kind ripe fertile treasure she now offered, must have been too much for him to hold out any longer.
"Oh shit....it gonna come any second now," he yelled.
"Oh yeah.....that's it.......bust that mother-fucking nut in her! Breed the bitch...give it to her!" the other brothers were yelling now!
"Look how much that bitch wants it." another said.
"That's one fucking horny married white bitch that loves black cock, that's for sure." I heard another say.
I listened as all the other black guys cheered Darryl on to victory.
Joyce couldn't offer any of her own words of encouragement through the gag, but instead, she made a wild animal noise and began pistoning her cunt up and down on Darryl's big black cock with furious strokes. Her snarl built to a wail as she tried to get every bit of Darry's cock into her pussy, leaving no doubt what she wanted.
"Ohhhh...........fuck...............yeah!" Darryl groaned.
"That's right," the black men chorus responded. "Ohhh.....Fuck, yeah."
Joyce's wail choked off as she bit hard into the gag and she blew a ragged snort as her pistoning suddenly ground to a halt. She was cumming all over his big black cock, trembling, shaking in complete orgasmic pleasure.
"Oh yeah,....that's it baby...cum for me....open up those tubes and let those eggs flow" Darryl grunted again. He grabbed my wife's hips, rammed all of his cock deep inside and held himself there. "That's it.......take that cum, bitch. Take all of it in that married white cunt of yours!"
Joyce's eyes squeezed shut as the big black cock pumped spurt after spurt of potent nigger seed into her fertile womb. I pictured it all too clearly in my mind's eye. Jets of white-hot baby making cream spewing the length of her cunt, splashing across the walls of her abused vagina, coating her pussy and his sperm forcing their way through her battered cervix and attaching to her eggs, completing her at long last!
"Oh. yeah......yes!" Darryl slid his big black cock in and out of her pussy again and then shoved it in deep and held it there again. "Knew I had a couple more shots of nice hot nigger cum for you, Joyce. Uhhhhhhhhh..yeah! That's it.....take it all!" He held his cock still, concentrating on shooting every last drop of his massive cum load as deep in her as he could spray it.
"Damn, he filled that white bitch up good!" came the chorus.
"Fucking breeding married white bitch!. Oh yea...nothing like them married white ones. Can't fucking get enough black cock and cum." they added
When Darryl finally released my wife's hips, I could see the angry red marks left behind where his big black fingers had clenched it. As his breathing returned to normal, a smug grin spread across his face.
"Goddamn it, boys. That's black baby number one for this bitch planted right in there, I'm telling you." he said. "With more black babies to come from that hot pussy for sure!"
"How many you think she's good for, ... three or maybe four nice black babies?"
"Hell, way more.....way more than that! She's only twenty five...young! She be good for maybe at least seven or eight unless there are some twins, and then it will be even more! I can tell that this slut will keep delivering them as long as she keeps getting black cock and cum in her and that's going to be for a long time. I guaranteed Barry that we'll take good care of that white pussy and keep her pregnant for at least ten long years and I never break a promise!"
"She's going to look fucking gorgeous with that belly bulging with a black baby growing inside and those titties all full up with milk." Maurice said.
Amen, brother. I'm sure that Barry has been dreaming about that for... well, way too long. Darryl said.
"My turn now?" Maurice asked as he moved behind Darryl. "Let me at that hot white cunt," he urged as he stroked his monster, uncut big black cock.
Darryl pulled his cock out of Joyce's pussy and when it popped out, a large amount of cum ran out and down the inside of my wife's thighs, leaving a trail of cum. Darryl slapped his now limp cock against her, leaving another trail of cum as he wiped it across her ass.
"Okay, your turn. You can go ahead, Maurice, but I'm telling you all that the deed is already done," Darryl assured everyone.
Maurice quickly took his place and lined his cock up on Joyce's sloppy pussy. "You can't know that." he said.
"The hell I can't," Darryl said. "I've planted eight other black babies in white wives so far, and I can tell."
"Shit!" Maurice yelled as my wife's cunt discharged bubbled streams of Darryl's cum. Maurice jerked his black cock out of the way as one large thick white glob of cum spewed out and dropped onto the bed followed by a second one.
"She'll be the ninth," Darryl said, as certain of it as he was of the sun rising each morning.
My cum lay spent on the floor......wasted like it was meant to be. Though some of Darryl's thick cum now pooled on our bed and ran down my wife's thighs, there was no doubt in my mind that there was plenty of it left inside of her to begin to work nature's miracle and fertilize enough eggs to plant a black baby inside her, maybe even twins! My limp little dick twitched in response to the thought of just what it might be doing inside of her and to the possibility of twin black babies and what it was probably already transforming her into, completing her, exactly as I had always wanted. King Darryl had truly taken everything now as it should be, I told myself.
"But all you boys go right ahead and fuck her good......make sure the job is done," Darryl said. "I'm thinking that from now on, this hot married white slut is going to need a lot of multiple big black cock sessions all the time, several times a week and not just once in a while like we've done the past couple of years and I'm also sure that she is never going to see another white dick inside that pussy of hers....ever! Ain't that right, Barry boi?" Darryl turned and looked at me and I let out a moan and nodded my head that I understood and agreed! Darryl knew it was true even before I agreed, just as I knew for certain my little white dick would never again touch my wife after tonight. Everything had just changed, all thanks to one incredible cum shot that had been over five years in the planning.
Maurice began feeding his big black cock into Joyce's already well-fucked pussy.
She groaned with pleasure around the gag and her eyes shot open again. They locked again on mine as Maurice began pumping into her, attempting to breed her in case for some reason, Darryl didn't, just like all the rest of these black men would be doing and like many other black men would do in the years ahead.
I knew that my Joyce would be having a lot of black babies from now on. Darryl had told me that he planned to breed her again and again, as often as it was safe! He told me she would be kept constantly pregnant, her tits would always be full of baby milk for the next several years. Darryl promised and guaranteed me that and I believed him. I had no doubt that it would happen. Our ******...our friends.....everyone would know black men were fucking my wife and I didn't care. In response to these exciting thoughts, and the scene of Maurice's big black cock fucking my wife again, my little dick started to stiffen again and as I looked up at Joyce, I saw that she knew what was happening. I reached down and stroked my little dick, taking it in my fingers since my hand would completely cover it since it was so small. I knew it would shoot it's cum on the floor over and over, again and again, as each black man fucked my wife tonight and on other nights as well just as Darryl had said. It was what I wanted... what I needed to do. Daryl had also told me that in the future he would see to that I would have a more active role...that I would have to become involved with the black men that would be fucking my wife. He said that I would be expected to get down on my knees and play with their big black cocks as they waited their turn, to stroke them and maybe even take them in my mouth and suck them to make sure they were hard, and then to lick and suck his and each of the other black cocks clean after they had fucked my wife. He said he wanted me to get used to the taste and smell of their potent cum, the cum that would be knocking my wife up again and again. He knew I would do it, that it was something that I secretly wanted to do it...needed to do! Darryl said that he knew what submissive white boi's like me needed and that I would be doing the things he told me about and probably much much more. King Darryl said that he had so much more planned for me, and I knew that he was right. I did want to do everything he wanted....I needed to do it....to be humiliated and serve the black men that would be fucking my wife since I couldn't do it!
But for right now, I decided to concentrate on what was happening tonight and started to pull on my little dick, jacking it off again. I knew that it was going to be a long, and glorious night and that with the plans King Darryl said that he had for me, it would be a happy and exciting life for me and my wife from now on!
I looked at Joyce and I was sure that I could see her smiling around the gag....she had heard everything that Darryl had said and she wanted it too...she wanted to see me doing it all....everything King Darryl would teach and order me to do!
Right then, I had no doubt that I was the luckiest white man on earth!
by Smal4u
I gave a final, wet lick to Joyce's pussy. It hung there before me, her lips puckered and engorged from fifteen minutes of my tongue's eager attention. A pinky-sized gape revealed the rich moistness glistening inside. Most of that was from my saliva but it also blended with her cunt juices forming a natural lubricant.
Her pussy was ready. My pussy. The one I loved and married nearly four years ago. The one that was about to be fucked by all of the noisy black men anxiously waiting in our adjacent living room. She was going to get fucked senseless, that, and there was so much more planned for her this time.
My wife was on all fours. Her slender ass hung over the foot of our bed. At five foot six, Joyce was the perfect height for doggie-style fucks like this, though she personally didn't much care for that particular position. She said that she found it demeaning, as she did anything but the good 'ole missionary position, but she endured them all purely because she knew I wanted her to and she knew that ultimately, she would be getting a lot of pleasure by doing what I wanted. She did a lot just for me like that, just like any good wife should.
I kissed her dangling inner cunt lips again and then stood back to admire the lusciousness of my wife's hot white pussy. In the five years since we'd first began dating, but especially, over the last two years, her pussy had certainly changed. Thanks to the numerous heavy fucking it had been getting, it was now stretched and loose and it now stayed gaped open these days and it also packed incredible muscle tone to its very depths, also thanks to that same, hard and frequent use. None of that had been the situation when we'd first met. Considering the well-used state of her pussy now, it was hard to believe that I was the one that had popped her cherry.
I stepped to the side of the bed and opened the latch of the ball gag, getting it ready. There were already multiple teeth marks that criss-crossed the red ball--all hers--again thanks to recent heavy use. About six months ago, Darryl, Joyce's black lover, insisted I start gagging her before the multiple fuck sessions he and his black friends began subjecting her to. She hated the thing from the first day I put it in her mouth, but dutifully endured every frequent orgy with it lodged between her teeth because I insisted on it because it was what Darryl wanted. I don't think she realized how lovely she looked to me when she was gagged like that while suffering a merciless barrage of fucking by so many big black cocks. Everything Darryl and his black friends did made her so much more beautiful to me. Everything!
She glanced at the vile gag clutched in my hand. "Do you remember the night before Darryl first fucked me?" she asked.
"Of course I do," I said.
"Do you remember what I asked you?" she said.
You said that "It was a big change for us and you asked if I was sure that I was ready for it."
"No, that's wrong." she said. "I asked if it was really, truly what you wanted? Remember? I told you then that once it happened, there was no turning back." she told me.
"Yes, you're right. I remember that now and I also remember that I told you yes, that it was what I really and truly wanted" I said."
"And do you remember that two months ago I asked you the same question before I stopped taking my birth control pills?" she asked me.
"Yes, I remember and I said yes again." I answered.
"I know you did," she said, her words slowed and spaced out. "Back then, you said you were sure that it was what you wanted!"
I looked at her and said "If you're going to ask if I've changed my mind since then, the answer is no!" I told her. In fact, it's been sheer agony waiting out the last two months! It's been so frustrating waiting. I went from getting to watch you get fucked multiple times a week to zero, zip, not being fucked at all during that time and I hated it!" I told her!
I could hear the black men next door shouting and barking at each other. They too had been cut-off while we all waited for Joyce's reproductive system to purge all the last traces of the birth control medication she had been taking for so many years, restoring her reproductive system to its fully fertile, and natural state!
It had been Darryl's idea, but I had agreed. He forbade all sex for Joyce, in order to build the supreme anticipation and desire for the moments about to come to fruition tonight and it sure as hell worked, at least for me, that is. I had to admit that there were times when I thought this fucking night would never get here.
"Barry...." Her face clouded. "I'm going to ask you one last time... are you sure you want this? I mean are you really sure, because after tonight, everything will change. Me. Us. Our ******. Our friends. Our whole lives. The future...... I mean... everything will change."
I thought about it. I knew that she was so right about all of it, everything that she said. In a few moments, I answered her and said "I know that you're right. Yes, it will and it will be just like I expect it to."I saw her lower lip tremble and tears form in her eyes as she looked at me . "It's going to be just like I want it to be," I said as I leaned over and kissed her mouth before quickly positioning the gag in front of it.
"Barry," she said, desperation flashing in her eyes.
I stopped and pulled the gag back. "Now what?"
"I... I know Darryl told you not to, but... I want you to be the first. Before you let them in, do it. Please Barry, do it for me!" she begged
I kissed her forehead and shoved the gag into her mouth. A quick cinch on the strap tightened it.
Joyce's head swiveled to follow me as I strolled around the bed. I stood behind her, once again admiring the unmatched view of a beautiful woman all primed for sex. I rubbed my still soft dick through my shorts. Damn, she was gorgeous.
Twenty-five now and one hundred thirty five pounds. Blonde hair and perky 36C tits topped by quarter-sized areolas capped with two hardened nipples. Her hips weren't big but they were a little on the wide side and there was plenty there to latch onto once someone got their cock in full motion plunging in and out of that hot cunt of hers. And speaking of that irresistible cunt.... my wife's irresistible married white cunt.
I stopped for a minute. What was I doing? Was I totally fucking nuts? How could I even consider letting this happen? This perfect creature... my angel, my wife, lying so helpless before me... had just begged me to be the one to fuck her and shoot my cum inside of her, to fertilize her eggs.....to complete her....to breed her and make her pregnant. She was so sexy and so damn fuckable. I should be able to do it. Any sensible man in his right mind would. I'm supposed to be the one to do it. Me. Her husband. And yet... here I was.
As her eyes pleaded with me, I yanked my shorts down. I showed her the truth. my little dick lay bare before her, still half limp, unable to perform its duty no matter how much she yearned for it. I tried to stroke it a few times and it actually shrank, recoiling from what had been made off-limits, from what now belonged to the black men waiting next door. She didn't deserve having a husband who's dick couldn't even get hard enough from looking at a beautiful sexy woman like her.
I saw the disappointment register in her eyes and then, followed by resignation as I pulled up my shorts, walked to our bedroom door and flung it open.
Darryl was the first to come through. "You had me worried, Barry. Worried maybe you were having second thoughts or something." He was followed by nine other blacks, three who I'd witnessed fucking my wife in previous orgies and the other six were newbies. All of the black men gawked at the sight before him.
"Goddamn. Would you look at that beautiful married white pussy?" one of them commented.
"So you like what you see, Maurice?" Darryl asked.
"Like it? Shit. I'll pay you a hundred dollars if you let me go first." Maurice said.
Darryl just gave him a cheesy grin.
"I'll give you two hundred," one of the other newbies offered.
"Sorry boys but the first time is all mine, boys," Darryl said. He looked hard at me. "Ain't that right, Barry boi? You didn't go first before you let us in now, did you?"
I moved to the armchair directly across the room from Joyce, my official observation point for all of Joyce's orgies and said "No Darryl, you told me not to, so I didn't."
"You're a good boi, a real good white boi husband" Darryl said as he unzipped his fly and dropped his pants and stepped out of them and his boxers. He walked around the foot of our bed and gave a long whistle. "Take a good look at this married white cunt, boys. Stare at it, drool at it, and get yourselves ready because it is white fucking hot and ready for lots of black cock and cum tonight." he told them.
"And it's really fucking ripe, isn't that so Darryl" Maurice chimed in, cracking a half smile at me as he dropped his shorts. He wasn't wearing any underwear. The rest of the black studs all followed suit. Black cocks of all sizes and shapes sprung loose, every one of them at least nine or more inches and at the ready and all were eager to do its duty.
"I have a question for you, Barry boi." Darryl said. He waited while my eyes looked first at his long stiff, pussy-pleasing black cock before raising to meet his eyes. I could see that there was an inferno raging behind those eyes of his, one that wouldn't be denied. He patted Joyce's fine ass. "Tell me Barry boi, did this ripe hot cunt here ask you to go first?"
My wife shot a panicked look at me. She gave the slightest of head shakes to beg me not to tell him.
"Yes, she did" I confessed. More resignation crept across her face.
"I thought she might," Darryl chuckled. I'm going to have to make her pay for that, but not tonight. Some other time because we got too much planned for tonight, but she will have to pay. Maybe we'll gang fuck her ass until she can't sit.....maybe get the bitch tattooed.....she's gonna have to pay, that's for sure. His hand slid across her ass cheek to her waiting pussy. he roughly stuck two fingers into her gaping hole.
Her head snapped forward at his touch.
"As you well know, I've gotten to know her really good over these last two years, intimately, real intimately." he said smiling at me. He withdrew his fingers and instead extended one, long black finger and parted her lips. "You do realize Barry boi that this woman would have been perfectly content just being your bride, taking that little dick of yours for the rest of her life and dedicating herself to you, making you a cozy home and giving you a nice little ****** and never once thinking of any other man. That's all she ever wanted when she met and married you." Darryl's finger was moving up and down her slit now and I watched as Joyce quivered in response.
"But all that wasn't good enough. Not nearly good enough for you Barry boi, was it?"
I felt my dick jerk, like a bee had stung it and it began to harden and the black bastard knew it.
"Go ahead, Barry boi," Darryl ordered. "Take out your little, white dick and jack it off while your wife takes the cock of a real man, a black man, in that married white cunt of hers. You know you want to play with it....to jack that little white dick off.....you always do. We both know that's what really pleases you, what it takes for you to get your nuts off.....not from fucking your own wife like a real man would do, but that's okay. That's okay for a cuckold white boi and okay for you! Go ahead...get that little dick out now!" he said, more as an order than a comment.
Wanting to please him, I did as he said and opened my pants and took my little dick out and began to stoke it.
Maurice smiled and snorted when he saw me. "Every time I see that pathetic excuse for a cock of yours, I understand......... Shit, with a little dick like that, you know you could never really please a woman! No wonder you want to watch her get fucked by real men, black men with real cocks! What I can't understand is why she ever agreed to marry you with that dinky little dick." Darryl laughed at that before turning to Maurice. "Go get the paper," he told Maurice.
Darryl slid two fingers back inside my wife's pussy as Maurice left. Joyce moaned through the gag as he twisted them side-to-side and stroked them in and out of her pussy, before he popped them out and wiped them across his bulbous cock head and then he dragged his cock up and down a few times along her slit.
I heard Joyce moan again, this time louder and knew she was already getting hot, wanting, no needed his big cock inside of her.
"Here we go, bitch," he warned. "Game time."
I can always tell when Darryl first thrusts that big bulging black cock head into Joyce's cunt. She sucks in her gut, arches her back and screams, though lately the gag slightly mutes her screams and they just sound like muffled wails.
"That's right Joyce. Tell all the brothers here what taking a real man's cock feels like," Darryl said. As he slowly stuffed his cock deeper into my wife's pussy, her wails stopped and were reduced to moans, mews and wet snuffles. "Nice job getting her ready, Barry. She's good and wet already.....and we know that she's ripe inside don't we," he added with a dreamy look plastered across his face.
Maurice came back just as Darryl began fucking her with slow and steady strokes.
"Kind of busy here, Maurice. Take a number," he said, building up a rhythm.
It used to be that my wife's pussy would need a long time before it could fully accommodate Darryl's large girth, but not anymore. What originally took hours to get her pussy to open up that big, had become half hours, and then minutes after being stretched after several months of taking black cock, and now, after two years of steady pounding, it only took tens of seconds before her pussy opened enough so that it could take even the biggest of black cocks like Darryl's. All sounds of screams or any pain or resistance were now gone, except for the ragged breaths she blew through her nose.
"Oh, that pussy's good, real good," Darryl said, easing into his prime fuck strokes. "We've got that your pussy all stretched out and well trained now, don't we?" He pumped his big black cock in and out of my wife's pussy for a while.
My wife just stared at the wall, accepting without complaint the fact that this big black bull--not me--would be first to unload his cum into her fertile and ripe unprotected white cunt. Not that she really had a good way to complain at this point with the ball gag in her mouth. Besides, any noises that Darryl would pound out of her as he fucked her, would sound like heaven to a guy like me.
The other black studs had all moved around the bed except for in front of me, watching the fuckfest, and casually stroking their hardening big black cocks. They were watching and waiting their turns. Imagining the unsurpassed feeling of emptying the contents of their balls into a fertile white cunt, each of them trying to be the one to knock her up, a feeling that each of them soon would enjoy but denied to me. Darryl made sure that a clear view remained open to me and that no one blocked my view. He knew what I liked and needed and made sure that I got it and was good that way.
Joyce likes to be fucked and once she gets fully into the sexing, her pussy oozes lots of juice. She's never been a squirter or a gusher, though I've made her drip a cupful of pussy juice with protracted teasing of her nubbin-sized clit. I know from experience that pussy flood is one of the most amazing feelings a hard cock can experience. Darryl quickly became addicted to it. The look on his face made it clear the precise moment when his cock thrusts were wetly rewarded by her.
I saw that look on his face now, and knew that now that his cock was coated, it was like gliding through buttered silk, and Darryl slowed his pace.
"So, where were we?" Darryl asked. "Oh, yeah. We were talking about what your wife wanted and what you wanted, Barry. They are two very different things, aren't they? She really doesn't know all of it, but I think it's time that she should. Don't you think she should?"
Joyce turned slightly and tried to look at me while waiting for Darryl's next revelation.
"Well Joyce, I first met your husband-to-be before you even knew him. He didn't even have a girlfriend back then, but he knew exactly what he wanted when he got one. Of course, how could I not want to help out a sorry little white fuck with his strange ideas and desires as far as black and white sex was concerned. In Barry's fucked-up mind, the black man is king, which meant he should have anything he wanted. Anything and everything and you wanna know something, I really like being king."
Darryl closed his eyes and took a few long strokes. The room was silent except for my wife's breathing and the hollow, sucking thwack of her cunt being steadily plunged by his big black cock. That particular noise was my addiction now. I loved to hear a big black cock going in and out of my wife's pussy and there was no way I could ever get enough of it. Thwack.......cock in.....thwack.....cock out.....again and again, and the sucking sound of my wife's pussy clinging to that big black cock as it withdrew....not wanting to let go.......Gawd help me but I loved hearing it! I had even recorded it and jacked off to the sounds many times over the past two years.
"Actually," Darryl went on. "Barry really wasn't that different from a few of the other, pathetic, white-boi hubbies I'd met, except he didn't need much encouragement. You see, he had it all worked out in his mind in advance. He knew exactly what he wanted to happen to the woman he married. It was all like some kind of porno movie script, all written, and just waiting to be filmed. Then, he met you."
My cheeks now were burning as Darryl continued to speak. This wasn't part of the arrangement at all. Still, my little dick grew harder with every word he said.
"Once you two started dating for real, Barry was ready to put his plan into action. He wrote me all about it, the whole sick vision leading up to tonight and beyond. And with some very intimate pictures thrown in, ones intended to convince me to be king. Wanna see? I think you should Joyce." At that point, Maurice propped the paper up on Joyce's pillow in front of her. It was a printout of a color photo, one I recalled vividly, one that I'd sent to Darryl five years ago after I'd just met a 20-year-old blonde hottie that I thought was perfection walking on Earth.
Darryl's strokes slowed and then stopped. Only his massive black cock head remained inside my wife's cunt, poised, like a cobra and set to strike.
"So now that you know the whole sorry story Joyce, and I think that it's time for you to have a say and decide. Fuck Barry and what he wants.....What I want to know is how you feel about all this? Do you want it to stop? If you do, I give you my word that it will stop and all be over! It's your choice now, Joyce. All yours!"
Joyce stared at the picture in front of her for what seemed like forever, not moving. The photo of her laying there with her pussy spread stared back. It was the first naked photo I'd taken of her shortly after we'd started dating. I'd gotten her *****, and kept asking, egging her on to do it, and she'd made me promise and swear that no one else would ever ever see it. I remember how my gut twisted the next day as I violated my promise embedded that photo in the e-mail to Darryl and pressed "Send". It twisted worse when his one-line answer came back to me. It said simply: 'I hope you know what you're doing, white boi.'
Joyce's head turned slowly. She looked at me with tears streaming down her cheeks. The ball gag stopped her words from coming out but I heard them clearly. 'How could you do this to me? You did this, you made me into this... this thing, this sexual animal and now this thing were about to do! It's all your fault!' She stared at me, locked eyes on mine. 'Fuck you,' those eyes said. 'Go fuck yourself!' And then with a shake of her head, I watched as she pushed her cunt back onto Darryl's big black cock, taking all of it deep inside of her pussy. She had no choice, really. Darryl had made absolutely sure of that and I hated him for it. And worshiped him too! He was King!
"Oh yeah, boys," Darryl shouted as his big black cock was sucked all the way inside of her pussy by her action. "Oh yea, this married white pussy is hot for lots of black cock and cum! We got us a real breeder here now. This slut wants it and is totally committed now, no doubt about it!"
Never have I seen my wife look more beautiful to me than at that very instant. It was more than I could have ever hoped to bring out in her. She had made her decision and was ready and it was all thanks to that mother-fucking, son-of-a-bitch Darryl. He had done it.....gotten her to commit.....to make that critical decision....to become a black cock slut for real! We all knew there was no turning back now!
My wife's eyes never left mine as she rocked herself faster and faster on that big black cock in her pussy. Louder squishing sounds were coming from her drenched pussy on each thrust. That wonderful pussy--my pussy--my wife's married white pussy! It craved completion! There was no doubt that it, no she, wanted to feel lots of hot thick nigger cum shooting inside of it, filling it up and fertilizing her eggs. It needed it, deserved it, after all these years in the making. And it was about to get exactly what it deserved.
Five years ago, after hitting "Send" on my e-mail to Darryl, my little dick shot one of the hardest cums I can remember and my dick didn't soften at all. This had never happened before and I knew what was happening was right! Two years ago, the night before Darryl fucked her for the first time, I went into the bathroom after assuring Joyce it was what I wanted to happen and I jacked off until I came hard again then, but not like tonight. No previous cum had ever been like tonight!
Two months ago, I did as Darryl had suggested and took Joyce's birth control pills from her and threw them into the trash. She listened as I called Darryl and told him what I did and he said that was it, no more fucking for at least two months and that would go for him too. He said that he would be saving his load up for this day........making sure that he had as much cum as possible and that it would be potent, just like it was for the other several white women he had knocked up. Joyce said nothing as I hung up the phone and went into the bathroom. I shut the door and immediately jacked my dick off until I shot a big load into the toilet.
Tonight she watched, as spurts of cum erupted from my little dick and splattered onto the floor. Ropes of it left me and sailed to oblivion, accomplishing nothing. That's how I cum now, Joyce. I jack off and send my cum into the toilet or a tissue or unto the floor where it can accomplish nothing. It's so unlike what a real man does and so not what a woman like you needs. My little dick can't even get hard with your naked body in front of me without watching a big black cock fucking you! Her eyes showed just how dejected and totally defeated, she felt at that moment.
"Oh shit yeah........I'm gettin close." I heard Darryl gasped.
Normally he could fuck my wife for an eternity before releasing his cum but after saving up his precious cum for two months and the one-of-a-kind ripe fertile treasure she now offered, must have been too much for him to hold out any longer.
"Oh shit....it gonna come any second now," he yelled.
"Oh yeah.....that's it.......bust that mother-fucking nut in her! Breed the bitch...give it to her!" the other brothers were yelling now!
"Look how much that bitch wants it." another said.
"That's one fucking horny married white bitch that loves black cock, that's for sure." I heard another say.
I listened as all the other black guys cheered Darryl on to victory.
Joyce couldn't offer any of her own words of encouragement through the gag, but instead, she made a wild animal noise and began pistoning her cunt up and down on Darryl's big black cock with furious strokes. Her snarl built to a wail as she tried to get every bit of Darry's cock into her pussy, leaving no doubt what she wanted.
"Ohhhh...........fuck...............yeah!" Darryl groaned.
"That's right," the black men chorus responded. "Ohhh.....Fuck, yeah."
Joyce's wail choked off as she bit hard into the gag and she blew a ragged snort as her pistoning suddenly ground to a halt. She was cumming all over his big black cock, trembling, shaking in complete orgasmic pleasure.
"Oh yeah,....that's it baby...cum for me....open up those tubes and let those eggs flow" Darryl grunted again. He grabbed my wife's hips, rammed all of his cock deep inside and held himself there. "That's it.......take that cum, bitch. Take all of it in that married white cunt of yours!"
Joyce's eyes squeezed shut as the big black cock pumped spurt after spurt of potent nigger seed into her fertile womb. I pictured it all too clearly in my mind's eye. Jets of white-hot baby making cream spewing the length of her cunt, splashing across the walls of her abused vagina, coating her pussy and his sperm forcing their way through her battered cervix and attaching to her eggs, completing her at long last!
"Oh. yeah......yes!" Darryl slid his big black cock in and out of her pussy again and then shoved it in deep and held it there again. "Knew I had a couple more shots of nice hot nigger cum for you, Joyce. Uhhhhhhhhh..yeah! That's it.....take it all!" He held his cock still, concentrating on shooting every last drop of his massive cum load as deep in her as he could spray it.
"Damn, he filled that white bitch up good!" came the chorus.
"Fucking breeding married white bitch!. Oh yea...nothing like them married white ones. Can't fucking get enough black cock and cum." they added
When Darryl finally released my wife's hips, I could see the angry red marks left behind where his big black fingers had clenched it. As his breathing returned to normal, a smug grin spread across his face.
"Goddamn it, boys. That's black baby number one for this bitch planted right in there, I'm telling you." he said. "With more black babies to come from that hot pussy for sure!"
"How many you think she's good for, ... three or maybe four nice black babies?"
"Hell, way more.....way more than that! She's only twenty five...young! She be good for maybe at least seven or eight unless there are some twins, and then it will be even more! I can tell that this slut will keep delivering them as long as she keeps getting black cock and cum in her and that's going to be for a long time. I guaranteed Barry that we'll take good care of that white pussy and keep her pregnant for at least ten long years and I never break a promise!"
"She's going to look fucking gorgeous with that belly bulging with a black baby growing inside and those titties all full up with milk." Maurice said.
Amen, brother. I'm sure that Barry has been dreaming about that for... well, way too long. Darryl said.
"My turn now?" Maurice asked as he moved behind Darryl. "Let me at that hot white cunt," he urged as he stroked his monster, uncut big black cock.
Darryl pulled his cock out of Joyce's pussy and when it popped out, a large amount of cum ran out and down the inside of my wife's thighs, leaving a trail of cum. Darryl slapped his now limp cock against her, leaving another trail of cum as he wiped it across her ass.
"Okay, your turn. You can go ahead, Maurice, but I'm telling you all that the deed is already done," Darryl assured everyone.
Maurice quickly took his place and lined his cock up on Joyce's sloppy pussy. "You can't know that." he said.
"The hell I can't," Darryl said. "I've planted eight other black babies in white wives so far, and I can tell."
"Shit!" Maurice yelled as my wife's cunt discharged bubbled streams of Darryl's cum. Maurice jerked his black cock out of the way as one large thick white glob of cum spewed out and dropped onto the bed followed by a second one.
"She'll be the ninth," Darryl said, as certain of it as he was of the sun rising each morning.
My cum lay spent on the floor......wasted like it was meant to be. Though some of Darryl's thick cum now pooled on our bed and ran down my wife's thighs, there was no doubt in my mind that there was plenty of it left inside of her to begin to work nature's miracle and fertilize enough eggs to plant a black baby inside her, maybe even twins! My limp little dick twitched in response to the thought of just what it might be doing inside of her and to the possibility of twin black babies and what it was probably already transforming her into, completing her, exactly as I had always wanted. King Darryl had truly taken everything now as it should be, I told myself.
"But all you boys go right ahead and fuck her good......make sure the job is done," Darryl said. "I'm thinking that from now on, this hot married white slut is going to need a lot of multiple big black cock sessions all the time, several times a week and not just once in a while like we've done the past couple of years and I'm also sure that she is never going to see another white dick inside that pussy of hers....ever! Ain't that right, Barry boi?" Darryl turned and looked at me and I let out a moan and nodded my head that I understood and agreed! Darryl knew it was true even before I agreed, just as I knew for certain my little white dick would never again touch my wife after tonight. Everything had just changed, all thanks to one incredible cum shot that had been over five years in the planning.
Maurice began feeding his big black cock into Joyce's already well-fucked pussy.
She groaned with pleasure around the gag and her eyes shot open again. They locked again on mine as Maurice began pumping into her, attempting to breed her in case for some reason, Darryl didn't, just like all the rest of these black men would be doing and like many other black men would do in the years ahead.
I knew that my Joyce would be having a lot of black babies from now on. Darryl had told me that he planned to breed her again and again, as often as it was safe! He told me she would be kept constantly pregnant, her tits would always be full of baby milk for the next several years. Darryl promised and guaranteed me that and I believed him. I had no doubt that it would happen. Our ******...our friends.....everyone would know black men were fucking my wife and I didn't care. In response to these exciting thoughts, and the scene of Maurice's big black cock fucking my wife again, my little dick started to stiffen again and as I looked up at Joyce, I saw that she knew what was happening. I reached down and stroked my little dick, taking it in my fingers since my hand would completely cover it since it was so small. I knew it would shoot it's cum on the floor over and over, again and again, as each black man fucked my wife tonight and on other nights as well just as Darryl had said. It was what I wanted... what I needed to do. Daryl had also told me that in the future he would see to that I would have a more active role...that I would have to become involved with the black men that would be fucking my wife. He said that I would be expected to get down on my knees and play with their big black cocks as they waited their turn, to stroke them and maybe even take them in my mouth and suck them to make sure they were hard, and then to lick and suck his and each of the other black cocks clean after they had fucked my wife. He said he wanted me to get used to the taste and smell of their potent cum, the cum that would be knocking my wife up again and again. He knew I would do it, that it was something that I secretly wanted to do it...needed to do! Darryl said that he knew what submissive white boi's like me needed and that I would be doing the things he told me about and probably much much more. King Darryl said that he had so much more planned for me, and I knew that he was right. I did want to do everything he wanted....I needed to do it....to be humiliated and serve the black men that would be fucking my wife since I couldn't do it!
But for right now, I decided to concentrate on what was happening tonight and started to pull on my little dick, jacking it off again. I knew that it was going to be a long, and glorious night and that with the plans King Darryl said that he had for me, it would be a happy and exciting life for me and my wife from now on!
I looked at Joyce and I was sure that I could see her smiling around the gag....she had heard everything that Darryl had said and she wanted it too...she wanted to see me doing it all....everything King Darryl would teach and order me to do!
Right then, I had no doubt that I was the luckiest white man on earth!
