The Natural Order!
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/
A year ago when my wife, still lovely and shapely at 38 years old, returned from her best friend's pre wedding party, a bridal party where they had some male strippers, our life began to change.
I wasn't sure if it was going the way I wanted to either. I'm ten years older than Tanya, and we have two teenage *********, but we were getting a little bored with our sex lives a couple years ago and this same girlfriend suggested we try swinging. Well, that was kind of erotic as a fantasy, but as a practice, it doesn't work for everyone, particularly for a guy who's maybe a 3 and a wife who's close to a 10. Figuring that guys outnumber the women anyway, even though it's usually the guys who instigate this, I was turned off at the first social get together we went to, especially looking at the hungry looks guys were giving Tanya and the disinterested looks I got from the small minority of hot women. I hate to say it, but I think Tanya was very flattered by all the attention, and was disappointed when I said I wasn't interested.
Anyway, I started bringing home videos when the girls weren't around, and I found that Tanya liked the ones with Black men and white women. In fact she said that Jerri, her girlfriend, was the one who suggested a couple of titles. They were hot, I have to admit, and Tanya was really creamy after watching one particular, with a big buck who had this huge black cock. In fact, she would ask me to look for more titles starring this same guy, but I couldn't find any. She was insistent and the sex I got after she watched it was so good, I figured I'd better try harder. so I did go down to the adult movie store and talked to the clerk.
This clerk was barely old enough to work there and I felt very self conscious, but he smiled when I showed him the cover of the only video he had of this stud.
"Oh yeah, him!"
"You know him?"
"No, all we got is the one movie he made for Starlite Films. The boss tried to get more but they got their own company now, sells direct."
"Oh, well, what company is that?"
"It's a website I think, Natural something or other? But we have tons of interacial titles. Pros and amateurs, all kinds of gorgeous women flipping to black?"
"Ah, well, we want this one."
"Yeah," he chuckled, "Oh, sure, because of the lead. Well, his name is Horse, ha ha, I believe it too. Anyway, he's in some group who produces their own films, sell direct, bypassing the stores."
"But you don't know the name exactly?"
"You can find it, I think it's called the Natural Order! Actually they don't call it sex films, they call it training films, you know, the shtick is the natural order, of black men, white wives, that stuff! Real popular too!"
That rang a bell from when I was exploring swapping and sex clubs.
"Isn't that a swingers group?"
"Yeah, actually it's gone national I think, but I think there is one in the city somewhere!"
When I got home I found it on the internet, branches in several states, and it was definitely Black men and white women, plus cuckolds. It had some kind of philosophy type of rules, but it was supposed to be fun. It also hosted parties with strippers, big black hung strippers. Only white women were invited, so they did a big business with bachelorette and pre weddings, like that. And there among many big black bucks, was definitely Horse! He was wearing a bikini pouch, showing his rock hard abs, and ten pounds of barely covered meat in a white sheer sack. He had an arrogant smile, hands on his hips, and a beautiful white woman wearing a wedding ring on her finger as she put her hands on his muscular thighs.
I wasn't sure how to go about this, but I knew that if I showed this website to Tanya, with a local branch of the Natural Order in the same town where she could meet this fantasy stud, things would get out of hand. How did I know that she already knew about it? Well, she did know this friend Jerri, who she knew dated black guys after her divorce. And naturally she squealed with delight when Jerri told her that the party was having dancers hosted by the Natural Order, and guess who was the main star?
She was very excited. "Imagine, honey, can you just imagine? I thought this was just some promotional thing, but Jerri's told me so much about it."
That was when I confessed to having tried to find more copies of Horse's tapes and found out I couldn't get them!
"That's very sweet of you, Harold," she said, leaning forward and brushing my shoulders with her big breasts as she kissed my head. "I'm so pleased your'e so understanding. I really can't wait to meet Horse, Jerri said she guarantees a personal introduction. Oooh!"
"Oh, um" I stammered, trying to find words. "Jerri knows him then?"
"Not personally, I mean, except for movies. But she says the Natural Order that he does promos and dances for really changed her life. It's the reason she decided to settle down with Walter in accounting. You met him last summer I think?"
I do remember a nebbish little white guy, unfortunately kind of like me, at the barbecue, and thinking how outrageous Jerri was, having to leave early to go on a date with Tyrone Walker, a loading dock worker. Bringing one date to the barbecue and leaving early for a date with a big black buck!
I got another hint when Tanya told me about the Jerri's changing her mind and marrying Walter.
"I'm kind of surprised, aren't you, that she's marrying Walter?"
She shrugged, "no-not really, she is quite fond of him."
"Yes, b-but, last year, at the barbecue, she was still dating Tyrone!"
"Oh, that's why Jerri's having the Natural Order do the party. In fact she says she owes them a lot for her happiness, and she does seem very happy."
"Yeah, but, everyone thought Jerri only went with black guys!"
She smiled, another half shrug, "So?" Somehow I didn't want to pursue it. I didn't want to have a fight, Jerri was her best friend, and I wanted us to be able to have her and Walter over without any hard feelings.
But, the night of the party, she dressed like a total slut, our *********, both looking a lot like their mother fortunately in her good looks, giggling a lot. And I waited at home, and waited and waited. She came in around 5 AM, her dress torn, love bites on her slim neck, an unmistakable lust scent about her. And she wasn't ***** at all! It would have been somehow more acceptable if she was *****! I didn't pretend I was asleep, and she smiled and kissed me as she came into the bedroom.
"Wow, honey," she said, "still awake?"
"I had trouble sleeping!" I said, a slight accusatory tone that went right by her.
"I won't," she sighed, slipping down her dress, and I was hard instantly. Her big white breasts, thick nipples, and firm bottom on display.
"Well," I said, finally, "did you get to see the Horse?"
She smiled dreamily, as she undid her hair. "MMMmm, I sure did!" Then she blushed, to my amazement. She hadn't blushed in years.
"I suppose things got a little wild then?' I said, trying to be neutral.
"Mmm, yes, you could say that," she chuckled.
When she came to sit on the edge of the bed wearing her tiny nightie, she smiled as she saw my stiffie, the lump my smallish erection made.
"Uhoh!" she said, patting it, making me groan. "Little Mr Stiffie wants some action, and I'm so tired, honey!"
She had never called it 'little' before, but I liked her touch.
"I'll, um, eat you, if you like, honey!"
She smiled, "ooh, that's so sweet, dear. But, um, I'm a little messy now!"
My face red, "I,uh, I don't mind!"
"Honey," she paused, her hand still stroking me, "first, we need to talk, and if you still want to do that, I would love you to. In fact Iv'e been thinking of you doing that the whole ride home!"
I groaned, reaching for her, "then, come over, you can sit on my face if you want to!" That was her preferred method of cumming with me, and then usually tossing me off afterwards.
"Mmm, wait, honey," she said, "dear, um, the Natural Order is, well, more than just entertainment, dear. It's well, a way of life, that's what I found out tonight!"
"Sure, I figured that," I said, reaching for her right breast, but she pulled away.
"Wait, um, and Jerri and Walter, they accept it, you know, wives swinging with black men."
"I kind of figured that, honey, come on!"
"Well, I think it's very,um, interesting. Jerri seems so happy and Horse, (she giggled) he actually is called that, well, I spent some time with him, you know, honey, he's been my fantasy male since you showed me that video!"
I swallowed, nodding.
"Well, I do love you, in many ways. But well, nobody can compete with Horse, I don't think!"
Gulping I nodded. "Yes, well, of course he's a fantasy star. Are you saying your'e in love with Horse?" I asked with a tremulous voice. To my relief she laughed softly.
Wistfully, she replied, "no, I mean I am sexually attracted to him, but like Jerri, she's so happy now that she admits she needs black men for her sexual fulfillment and she needs Walter to complete her marriage." Finally, she swallowed, and blushed again. I knew what she was going to say, and I just waited her out.
"I, I was with another man, tonight, honey! A big black man, another dancer at the party. You might as well know that I think I'm going to need to see black men again too. Maybe not this man, but, others, I'm well, I'm sure of it. I wish I wasn't saying this, but, well, I also want to say it." Then, she realized she had said it, and put her hand over her mouth, waiting for my reaction. I didn't know what I was going to say, but wish she had left her hand on my erection. I saw tears forming in her eyes as I paused, and took her hand.
"It's all right, honey," I said, "we can work it out!"
"Y-you don't mind?"
"I don't know what I think, but I don't want to lose you!"
"Oh, I'm so happy you feel that way, dear." She smiled and put her hand on my erection again, squeezing me for a reward for my attitude. "You know, lots of husbands learn to like it, their wives going black!"
"Th-they do?"
"Oh yes, I mean not all of them; Janey's husband divorced her when she had that black baby, but she has another white man at her work who wants to date her already, and he knows all about it!" She squeezed my little lump and stroked me a little.
"That's um, ah, nice!"
"Yes, I think it's sweet, and Walter is definitely getting a damp treat when his wife comes home tonight, and he loves a blackcum creampie!"
I gasped, "he-he d-does?"
She giggled softly, undoing her top, allowing her big white firm breasts to sway over my face, dangling them so they brushed my lips to tease me.
"And," she said, pulling her right nipple away, "she loves to share her dates with him. She told me I should do the same thing when I came home, honey. Did you know that?"
"S-she did?"
"Sure, Walter loves to hear every detail. Do you want to hear how my dream night went, darling?" I nodded. "mmmm, I think I found what true female happiness is, a big throbbing black cock, with lots of cream filling! Oooh, I hurt a little because he was soo big!"
"You mean h-he, and you...?"
She smiled, nodding. "Jerri says Iv'e been resized, isn't that cute?" She stood up, near my head, and lifted up the hem of her nightie.
"What do you think, honey?"
I gaped at her pantyless crotch, her pussylips were still inflamed, but three times the normal size, and the blonde wispy hairs around her cunt were dripping white juice.
"Gees," I said, awed by her swollen pussy.
"Mmmm, and he pumped me so full, dear, most of it hasn't dribbled out because I wanted to keep it in me, all the way home. It felt so nice keeping a big black man's cum in me like that!"
"It d-does!"
"Well, yes, mmmm, he made me feel so good, I came a dozen times, harder than ever in my life, honey. It's only right that a white woman keep a black man's sperm in her, don't you think?"
"W-well," I stammered, licking my lips at her pussy, beginning to drool.
"I, (giggle) I just wanted you to know, before I sit on your face, honey, that I'm just flooded with a big black man's cum and I love it so much!"
"(Gasp) Y-yes, b-but...!"
She pouted, "you don't mind eating a black man's cum from my pussy do you, Harold? I thought you were being so understanding!"
"N-no, I-I don't mind!"
She smiled, moving to spread her knees on each side of my head.
"Mmm, but I want you to know I don't want to fuck afterwards, Harold. I wouldn't even feel you and I'm sore, but also because, tonight was so sweet, I want to go to sleep with only black cock having been in me. I hope your'e sweet and do understand, dear. Otherwise I can just douche in the bathroom...!"
"N-no," I gasped, looking up at her swollen pussy inches from my mouth. "I-I don't mind, dear!"
"Mmmm, good," she smiled a little smugly, but she lowered her pussy and paused right over my mouth, as I arched my lips up to her.
"Now, don't lick, at first, honey. I want to make a tight seal with your mouth so you can just swallow for now. I can't hold it in any longer!"
She slipped over my face like a wet glistening arm rubber mask, and then, I had my wife covering all her pussy lips, already beginning to secrete a familiar musky smell, plus a totally different masculine scent. She sighed, and I felt liquid, warm lumpy spermdrops in my mouth, and almost gagged, but she held my face tight. Revulsed at first, the more liquid i swallowed, the more erotic it was. After filling my grateful mouth twice and I swallowed, she sighed, and pulled up, and I saw a big dollop of white negroe sperm arching out.
"OOOh, still so much. There Harold. That's superior Negroe babymaking juice, dear. Lick that droplet up like a good boy!"
I groaned, catching it on my tongue as she giggled, and swallowed. I licked and kissed and frenched her pussy until she moaned, and then came again, shuddering.
Finally, her pussy too sensitive to touch, she moved off, and smiled wearily at my glistening little erection.
"Wow, looks like a toy penis after tonight, honey!"
"Come on, dear, don't say that!"
She patted me on my head. I went to kiss her, but she turned her lovely face away. "No, dear, not my lips, please!"
"B-but why?"
"Not tonight, honey. Tomorrow you can kiss me. I had a big black cock in my mouth tonight and I can still taste it, mmm!"
I groaned at that, she had given a black blowjob too!
Looking pointedly at my little throbber I indicated I needed to get off too.
"Oh yes, of course, dear, you need relief. But like I said, a white woman doesn't like to actually touch a tiny white penis after a night with a real man, honey!"
I was so ashamed to be titillated by that. Still she patted my head again. "But I want to see you have some fun, too, honey. Jerri treats Walter to fun also. Here, let me get my purse."
I was mystified by her displaying her shapely bottom as she bent to get her purse off the floor, but soon I saw her smile as she pulled out her panties that she had worn that night to the party.
"Here, honey," she smiled brightly, "and I want you to know that while I didn't wear them very long last night, when Deon let me suck his cock I came in them for you! Isn't that a nice treat?"
Taking the warm damp silk, I looked up at her in puzzlement.
"Wh-what do I do with these?" I said, a trace of irritation.
"Oh, whatever you like, dear. I did my part now. Now hurry and masturbate, Harold, you won't be able to get to sleep until you do and I need to get to bed too."
"I-I d-don't understand," I said, trying not to inhale her panties.
"Oh silly little boy," she said, frowning, "I want to see you jack off. Now you can either wear them on your head or jack off into them. Here, I think it will be cute to wear them, like this...!"
With that she took them from my hand, opened the waistband, and slipped them over my head, aiming the soaked crotch at my mouth. She giggled then as I moaned, sucking at the scented crotch, tasting her cum pudding.
"There, I like that. Jerri says this is how she trained Walter to get relief. Now jack off, ooh, here's a tissue for your hand, don't make a mess now,dear! Although, (giggle) I doubt your little penis can spurt more than a couple of drops!" I blushed but couldn't help but pump my cock while I sucked at her panty crotch.
"Oooh, that's a good little sissyboy, Harold. Did I mention that I came in them when Deon's big black cock sprayed my mouth? OOh, that was so delicious, a huge big black cock filling my mouth, so heavenly and then when he came, I just gulped and gulped and gulped. I didn't even know I came until I felt it running down my thighs. I couldn't thank him enough for letting me do that. It felt so good to serve a black man, Harold, oooh, that's so cute, pump harder now, (giggle). your'e being such a good sport, honey, that's it!" Gasping and groaning, I sprayed into the tissue, and she giggled as she watched me, even as I kept sucking her soaked panties. Soon, she removed them from my wet red face.
"There now, feel better dear? So neat isn't it, and you only sprayed a few drops into the tissue. Now let's go to sleep, mmmm, I feel so nice tonight. Tomorrow, (sigh) we can talk about the new Natural Order some more, they have such cute ideas for white sissyboys and their wives!"
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/
A year ago when my wife, still lovely and shapely at 38 years old, returned from her best friend's pre wedding party, a bridal party where they had some male strippers, our life began to change.
I wasn't sure if it was going the way I wanted to either. I'm ten years older than Tanya, and we have two teenage *********, but we were getting a little bored with our sex lives a couple years ago and this same girlfriend suggested we try swinging. Well, that was kind of erotic as a fantasy, but as a practice, it doesn't work for everyone, particularly for a guy who's maybe a 3 and a wife who's close to a 10. Figuring that guys outnumber the women anyway, even though it's usually the guys who instigate this, I was turned off at the first social get together we went to, especially looking at the hungry looks guys were giving Tanya and the disinterested looks I got from the small minority of hot women. I hate to say it, but I think Tanya was very flattered by all the attention, and was disappointed when I said I wasn't interested.
Anyway, I started bringing home videos when the girls weren't around, and I found that Tanya liked the ones with Black men and white women. In fact she said that Jerri, her girlfriend, was the one who suggested a couple of titles. They were hot, I have to admit, and Tanya was really creamy after watching one particular, with a big buck who had this huge black cock. In fact, she would ask me to look for more titles starring this same guy, but I couldn't find any. She was insistent and the sex I got after she watched it was so good, I figured I'd better try harder. so I did go down to the adult movie store and talked to the clerk.
This clerk was barely old enough to work there and I felt very self conscious, but he smiled when I showed him the cover of the only video he had of this stud.
"Oh yeah, him!"
"You know him?"
"No, all we got is the one movie he made for Starlite Films. The boss tried to get more but they got their own company now, sells direct."
"Oh, well, what company is that?"
"It's a website I think, Natural something or other? But we have tons of interacial titles. Pros and amateurs, all kinds of gorgeous women flipping to black?"
"Ah, well, we want this one."
"Yeah," he chuckled, "Oh, sure, because of the lead. Well, his name is Horse, ha ha, I believe it too. Anyway, he's in some group who produces their own films, sell direct, bypassing the stores."
"But you don't know the name exactly?"
"You can find it, I think it's called the Natural Order! Actually they don't call it sex films, they call it training films, you know, the shtick is the natural order, of black men, white wives, that stuff! Real popular too!"
That rang a bell from when I was exploring swapping and sex clubs.
"Isn't that a swingers group?"
"Yeah, actually it's gone national I think, but I think there is one in the city somewhere!"
When I got home I found it on the internet, branches in several states, and it was definitely Black men and white women, plus cuckolds. It had some kind of philosophy type of rules, but it was supposed to be fun. It also hosted parties with strippers, big black hung strippers. Only white women were invited, so they did a big business with bachelorette and pre weddings, like that. And there among many big black bucks, was definitely Horse! He was wearing a bikini pouch, showing his rock hard abs, and ten pounds of barely covered meat in a white sheer sack. He had an arrogant smile, hands on his hips, and a beautiful white woman wearing a wedding ring on her finger as she put her hands on his muscular thighs.
I wasn't sure how to go about this, but I knew that if I showed this website to Tanya, with a local branch of the Natural Order in the same town where she could meet this fantasy stud, things would get out of hand. How did I know that she already knew about it? Well, she did know this friend Jerri, who she knew dated black guys after her divorce. And naturally she squealed with delight when Jerri told her that the party was having dancers hosted by the Natural Order, and guess who was the main star?
She was very excited. "Imagine, honey, can you just imagine? I thought this was just some promotional thing, but Jerri's told me so much about it."
That was when I confessed to having tried to find more copies of Horse's tapes and found out I couldn't get them!
"That's very sweet of you, Harold," she said, leaning forward and brushing my shoulders with her big breasts as she kissed my head. "I'm so pleased your'e so understanding. I really can't wait to meet Horse, Jerri said she guarantees a personal introduction. Oooh!"
"Oh, um" I stammered, trying to find words. "Jerri knows him then?"
"Not personally, I mean, except for movies. But she says the Natural Order that he does promos and dances for really changed her life. It's the reason she decided to settle down with Walter in accounting. You met him last summer I think?"
I do remember a nebbish little white guy, unfortunately kind of like me, at the barbecue, and thinking how outrageous Jerri was, having to leave early to go on a date with Tyrone Walker, a loading dock worker. Bringing one date to the barbecue and leaving early for a date with a big black buck!
I got another hint when Tanya told me about the Jerri's changing her mind and marrying Walter.
"I'm kind of surprised, aren't you, that she's marrying Walter?"
She shrugged, "no-not really, she is quite fond of him."
"Yes, b-but, last year, at the barbecue, she was still dating Tyrone!"
"Oh, that's why Jerri's having the Natural Order do the party. In fact she says she owes them a lot for her happiness, and she does seem very happy."
"Yeah, but, everyone thought Jerri only went with black guys!"
She smiled, another half shrug, "So?" Somehow I didn't want to pursue it. I didn't want to have a fight, Jerri was her best friend, and I wanted us to be able to have her and Walter over without any hard feelings.
But, the night of the party, she dressed like a total slut, our *********, both looking a lot like their mother fortunately in her good looks, giggling a lot. And I waited at home, and waited and waited. She came in around 5 AM, her dress torn, love bites on her slim neck, an unmistakable lust scent about her. And she wasn't ***** at all! It would have been somehow more acceptable if she was *****! I didn't pretend I was asleep, and she smiled and kissed me as she came into the bedroom.
"Wow, honey," she said, "still awake?"
"I had trouble sleeping!" I said, a slight accusatory tone that went right by her.
"I won't," she sighed, slipping down her dress, and I was hard instantly. Her big white breasts, thick nipples, and firm bottom on display.
"Well," I said, finally, "did you get to see the Horse?"
She smiled dreamily, as she undid her hair. "MMMmm, I sure did!" Then she blushed, to my amazement. She hadn't blushed in years.
"I suppose things got a little wild then?' I said, trying to be neutral.
"Mmm, yes, you could say that," she chuckled.
When she came to sit on the edge of the bed wearing her tiny nightie, she smiled as she saw my stiffie, the lump my smallish erection made.
"Uhoh!" she said, patting it, making me groan. "Little Mr Stiffie wants some action, and I'm so tired, honey!"
She had never called it 'little' before, but I liked her touch.
"I'll, um, eat you, if you like, honey!"
She smiled, "ooh, that's so sweet, dear. But, um, I'm a little messy now!"
My face red, "I,uh, I don't mind!"
"Honey," she paused, her hand still stroking me, "first, we need to talk, and if you still want to do that, I would love you to. In fact Iv'e been thinking of you doing that the whole ride home!"
I groaned, reaching for her, "then, come over, you can sit on my face if you want to!" That was her preferred method of cumming with me, and then usually tossing me off afterwards.
"Mmm, wait, honey," she said, "dear, um, the Natural Order is, well, more than just entertainment, dear. It's well, a way of life, that's what I found out tonight!"
"Sure, I figured that," I said, reaching for her right breast, but she pulled away.
"Wait, um, and Jerri and Walter, they accept it, you know, wives swinging with black men."
"I kind of figured that, honey, come on!"
"Well, I think it's very,um, interesting. Jerri seems so happy and Horse, (she giggled) he actually is called that, well, I spent some time with him, you know, honey, he's been my fantasy male since you showed me that video!"
I swallowed, nodding.
"Well, I do love you, in many ways. But well, nobody can compete with Horse, I don't think!"
Gulping I nodded. "Yes, well, of course he's a fantasy star. Are you saying your'e in love with Horse?" I asked with a tremulous voice. To my relief she laughed softly.
Wistfully, she replied, "no, I mean I am sexually attracted to him, but like Jerri, she's so happy now that she admits she needs black men for her sexual fulfillment and she needs Walter to complete her marriage." Finally, she swallowed, and blushed again. I knew what she was going to say, and I just waited her out.
"I, I was with another man, tonight, honey! A big black man, another dancer at the party. You might as well know that I think I'm going to need to see black men again too. Maybe not this man, but, others, I'm well, I'm sure of it. I wish I wasn't saying this, but, well, I also want to say it." Then, she realized she had said it, and put her hand over her mouth, waiting for my reaction. I didn't know what I was going to say, but wish she had left her hand on my erection. I saw tears forming in her eyes as I paused, and took her hand.
"It's all right, honey," I said, "we can work it out!"
"Y-you don't mind?"
"I don't know what I think, but I don't want to lose you!"
"Oh, I'm so happy you feel that way, dear." She smiled and put her hand on my erection again, squeezing me for a reward for my attitude. "You know, lots of husbands learn to like it, their wives going black!"
"Th-they do?"
"Oh yes, I mean not all of them; Janey's husband divorced her when she had that black baby, but she has another white man at her work who wants to date her already, and he knows all about it!" She squeezed my little lump and stroked me a little.
"That's um, ah, nice!"
"Yes, I think it's sweet, and Walter is definitely getting a damp treat when his wife comes home tonight, and he loves a blackcum creampie!"
I gasped, "he-he d-does?"
She giggled softly, undoing her top, allowing her big white firm breasts to sway over my face, dangling them so they brushed my lips to tease me.
"And," she said, pulling her right nipple away, "she loves to share her dates with him. She told me I should do the same thing when I came home, honey. Did you know that?"
"S-she did?"
"Sure, Walter loves to hear every detail. Do you want to hear how my dream night went, darling?" I nodded. "mmmm, I think I found what true female happiness is, a big throbbing black cock, with lots of cream filling! Oooh, I hurt a little because he was soo big!"
"You mean h-he, and you...?"
She smiled, nodding. "Jerri says Iv'e been resized, isn't that cute?" She stood up, near my head, and lifted up the hem of her nightie.
"What do you think, honey?"
I gaped at her pantyless crotch, her pussylips were still inflamed, but three times the normal size, and the blonde wispy hairs around her cunt were dripping white juice.
"Gees," I said, awed by her swollen pussy.
"Mmmm, and he pumped me so full, dear, most of it hasn't dribbled out because I wanted to keep it in me, all the way home. It felt so nice keeping a big black man's cum in me like that!"
"It d-does!"
"Well, yes, mmmm, he made me feel so good, I came a dozen times, harder than ever in my life, honey. It's only right that a white woman keep a black man's sperm in her, don't you think?"
"W-well," I stammered, licking my lips at her pussy, beginning to drool.
"I, (giggle) I just wanted you to know, before I sit on your face, honey, that I'm just flooded with a big black man's cum and I love it so much!"
"(Gasp) Y-yes, b-but...!"
She pouted, "you don't mind eating a black man's cum from my pussy do you, Harold? I thought you were being so understanding!"
"N-no, I-I don't mind!"
She smiled, moving to spread her knees on each side of my head.
"Mmm, but I want you to know I don't want to fuck afterwards, Harold. I wouldn't even feel you and I'm sore, but also because, tonight was so sweet, I want to go to sleep with only black cock having been in me. I hope your'e sweet and do understand, dear. Otherwise I can just douche in the bathroom...!"
"N-no," I gasped, looking up at her swollen pussy inches from my mouth. "I-I don't mind, dear!"
"Mmmm, good," she smiled a little smugly, but she lowered her pussy and paused right over my mouth, as I arched my lips up to her.
"Now, don't lick, at first, honey. I want to make a tight seal with your mouth so you can just swallow for now. I can't hold it in any longer!"
She slipped over my face like a wet glistening arm rubber mask, and then, I had my wife covering all her pussy lips, already beginning to secrete a familiar musky smell, plus a totally different masculine scent. She sighed, and I felt liquid, warm lumpy spermdrops in my mouth, and almost gagged, but she held my face tight. Revulsed at first, the more liquid i swallowed, the more erotic it was. After filling my grateful mouth twice and I swallowed, she sighed, and pulled up, and I saw a big dollop of white negroe sperm arching out.
"OOOh, still so much. There Harold. That's superior Negroe babymaking juice, dear. Lick that droplet up like a good boy!"
I groaned, catching it on my tongue as she giggled, and swallowed. I licked and kissed and frenched her pussy until she moaned, and then came again, shuddering.
Finally, her pussy too sensitive to touch, she moved off, and smiled wearily at my glistening little erection.
"Wow, looks like a toy penis after tonight, honey!"
"Come on, dear, don't say that!"
She patted me on my head. I went to kiss her, but she turned her lovely face away. "No, dear, not my lips, please!"
"B-but why?"
"Not tonight, honey. Tomorrow you can kiss me. I had a big black cock in my mouth tonight and I can still taste it, mmm!"
I groaned at that, she had given a black blowjob too!
Looking pointedly at my little throbber I indicated I needed to get off too.
"Oh yes, of course, dear, you need relief. But like I said, a white woman doesn't like to actually touch a tiny white penis after a night with a real man, honey!"
I was so ashamed to be titillated by that. Still she patted my head again. "But I want to see you have some fun, too, honey. Jerri treats Walter to fun also. Here, let me get my purse."
I was mystified by her displaying her shapely bottom as she bent to get her purse off the floor, but soon I saw her smile as she pulled out her panties that she had worn that night to the party.
"Here, honey," she smiled brightly, "and I want you to know that while I didn't wear them very long last night, when Deon let me suck his cock I came in them for you! Isn't that a nice treat?"
Taking the warm damp silk, I looked up at her in puzzlement.
"Wh-what do I do with these?" I said, a trace of irritation.
"Oh, whatever you like, dear. I did my part now. Now hurry and masturbate, Harold, you won't be able to get to sleep until you do and I need to get to bed too."
"I-I d-don't understand," I said, trying not to inhale her panties.
"Oh silly little boy," she said, frowning, "I want to see you jack off. Now you can either wear them on your head or jack off into them. Here, I think it will be cute to wear them, like this...!"
With that she took them from my hand, opened the waistband, and slipped them over my head, aiming the soaked crotch at my mouth. She giggled then as I moaned, sucking at the scented crotch, tasting her cum pudding.
"There, I like that. Jerri says this is how she trained Walter to get relief. Now jack off, ooh, here's a tissue for your hand, don't make a mess now,dear! Although, (giggle) I doubt your little penis can spurt more than a couple of drops!" I blushed but couldn't help but pump my cock while I sucked at her panty crotch.
"Oooh, that's a good little sissyboy, Harold. Did I mention that I came in them when Deon's big black cock sprayed my mouth? OOh, that was so delicious, a huge big black cock filling my mouth, so heavenly and then when he came, I just gulped and gulped and gulped. I didn't even know I came until I felt it running down my thighs. I couldn't thank him enough for letting me do that. It felt so good to serve a black man, Harold, oooh, that's so cute, pump harder now, (giggle). your'e being such a good sport, honey, that's it!" Gasping and groaning, I sprayed into the tissue, and she giggled as she watched me, even as I kept sucking her soaked panties. Soon, she removed them from my wet red face.
"There now, feel better dear? So neat isn't it, and you only sprayed a few drops into the tissue. Now let's go to sleep, mmmm, I feel so nice tonight. Tomorrow, (sigh) we can talk about the new Natural Order some more, they have such cute ideas for white sissyboys and their wives!"
