Unable To Stop
By
MMK
My wife insists the situation exists because neither of us was experienced when we got married. Her claim is that neither of us really had a chance to date alot before we met and then we got married which left her wondering if she missed out on things. To be honest I am sure she did because to this day I am not sure how I lucked out getting her to marry me. Lauren is 26 --we married when she was 21 and I was 22. Both of us had strict upbringing and were sheltered. But I am your basic average looking guy, period. On the other hand Lauren is an actual, legitimate head-turner. She has a face like Cher with thick, wavy dark hair and big dark eyes. But her body is just incredible - 38D with a 24 inch waist and 36 waist. Shortly after getting married Lauren began her hinting. "If we went to a club as singles wouldn't it be neat to see who got the first dates?" she would ask as we lay in bed. Or, "I wonder if I'd be the same if I dated a lot more guys before we got married." I found the questions arousing because everywhere we went Lauren was the focus of attention - especially with those tits. Yeah, they are big and heavy but for now they jut out proudly, jiggling and swaying with every move and her nipples are a pale brown and get hard in a heartbeat. The biggest problem for me is that whenever Lauren wanted to flirt and I let her, she would always blame me later for letting her act like a 'whore'. Even when every time was her own suggestion it was always my fault later. But during each flirtatious time she was like molten lava to see. At first she was just interested in attention - validating her own attractiveness. She'd get some guys super hot, dance with them, maybe kiss a little or let them get a feel and then break away and eventually blame me for letting her be so 'easy'. So when the situation became more intense and frequent you can imagine how often I was getting blamed. How intense and frequent? It is almost bizarre, especially since it gets repeated over and over but you might as well know....even if you end up blaming me like she does.
Just after our first anniversary Lauren started again with wondering if she would still attract other men. In bed one night she was playing with my cock - always a weak moment for me - and brought up the next intense situation. "How far would you let me go?" she asked, fondling my balls. She was snuggled close to me, pressing those heavy 38's against me. "As far as you wanted," I answered, "It would be up to you." Lauren giggled. "Really? I mean, would you let another guy fuck me?" She knew my answer because my cock went rock hard. She squeezed it. "Would you?" She asked. "Would it be okay?" I measured my answer. "If we both agreed to it beforehand," I told her carefully, "and you really really wanted to do it...I would be okay with it." I could tell my answer was what she wanted. Her hand slid expertly up and down my cock, almost feathery. "Would you be mad at me later?" I shook my head, it was hard to talk. Lauren snuggled closer and kissed my neck. "Would you want to watch another man fuck me?" Her question sounded so innocent but I knew it could be a trap. I didn't answer right away and her hand stopped moving on my cock. "Would you want to?" she repeated. "Maybe," I hedged my reply. "It would all depend on you, honey," I managed to croak. "I think it would be very sexy but if you felt uncomfortable I wouldn't do it at all." There was that soft giggle again. "Would you still love me and want me after that?" Lauren asked, her hand resuming its movement. "Of course I would," I assured her truthfully. "It would be something we both agreed on ahead of time and it would be for you to feel good - of course I will always love you!" That response was the one she waned of course. There was a slight silence in the semi-darkness of our bedroom and then Lauren asked, "If I did it, would you want me to make them wear a rubber?" Whoa! Talk about a loaded question. And I think Lauren wasn't just making a supposition because she took my hand and pressed it down between her thighs. She has a wonderfully thick bush and she parted her thighs so I could feel her pussy. It was sopping wet. "Rubbers or bare?" she asked. It was a 50/50 shot so I said, "No rubber. Just do it naturally." My wife inhaled sharply. "You'd be okay with another man cumming in me?" There was a very sensual edge to the question. "Uh huh," I said. Her hand kept stroking me so I knew I had passed that test. "What if I sucked a man's cock," she said. "Would you be okay with that?" I was gritting my teeth now. "Yeah," I told her. "Would you let him shoot in your mouth?" Lauren sighed. "I think so," she said. "I might even swallow it, too." She giggled that time. Then she got serious. "You're really sure about all this, right?" I was past being sure what my own name was by then but I told her I was very sure. "I wanna do it," she told me, sounding like a high school girl. "Even if it is just one time I wanna know what it's like." I could feel her smiling. "If you are super sure," she said, "then I want you to cum now and seal the agreement, ok?" The words weren't out of her mouth when I groaned and shot a massive load over my belly. Lauren kissed my cheek. "I love you," she whispered. "I will really think about all this and if I do it I will let you know and I will figure how to do it." And with that she rolled over and left me staring at the ceiling.
I am not sure where she got the idea, not that it matters now. But two days after that inquisition in our bed Lauren and I sat at the dinner table and she told me she had really decided to try the idea and was planning on doing it the next weekend. I asked if she had anyone specific in mind and she gave me a wicked grin. "Don't get mad," she said, holding my hand, "but I already invited three guys over for dinner that Saturday night." HUH? THREE? I stared at her incredulously. She squeezed my hand. "Don't get mad," she told me. "It's three guys I knew from school." She laughed trying to smooth things over. "They were all good friends of mine and always joked how they'd love to just get in my pants. So I saw one of them at the store yesterday and it dawned on me that it would be perfect." I swallowed hard. "Who are they?" I asked. Lauren took a deep breath and gave me three names - guys I didn't know. She waited a moment and then said, "..and they're all black." My mouth went dry. "Why black?" I asked her. I wasn't being racial, just curious. Lauren grinned. "Well, we don't hang around a lot of black people so after it happens we don't have to really worry about seeing them in public or a party and something bad happening or being said." She giggled, "And besides, I am a little curious about black guys and it just seems really forbidden. Y'know, it's like if you wanna do something like that then do it big time." I had already agreed to everything and couldn't see any way to argue back. So I shrugged and simply said, "Okay".
The tension in our apartment that Saturday was so thick it felt hard to just move. Lauren didn't get dressed really wild, with her body she didn't need to. She showered and did her hair and put on a pair of the tiniest bikini panties I ever saw her wear - wisps of dark pussy hair peeked out along the insides of her thighs. She didn't wear a bra and put on a long, flimsy, almost sheer nightgown. Her heavy tits wobbled and swayed incredibly and the vague outline of her nipples was apparent. Between her legs, even with the panties, I could see that dark 'V' of pussy hair and Lauren assured me she was 'dripping wet'. I had a lead knot in my stomach and walked in a daze. We had agreed that when the three black men arrived I would greet them and then have an excuse to leave for a few minutes and then let myself back in. All three guys knew I would be there to watch and liked the idea. So when the knock came at the front door I was jumpy and anxious.
I opened the door to find three very large but clean-looking, friendly black men standing there. They came in and we introduced ourselves. Lauren was in the bedroom so we sat in the living room and talked sports a little - I was so nervous I could barely talk. One of the black guys finally broke the ice. "You sure you're okay with all this?" I nodded. "I little nervous," I admitted, "but only because it's the very first time." All three guys nodded and laughed in appreciation. "Don't worry, man," the second black guy told me. "We all like your wife. She is so damned sexy. We're just gonna have fun. That's all it is...fun." The third guy agreed. "This is a dream come true for us too, man. We sure as hell don't wanna fuck it up by making things bad." All three nodded. "So listen," the first guy said, "when you are watching, I just wanna tell you upfront it'll be messy." Everyone laughed at that. "And we get real talkative. But it's just sex talk so don't go being pissed." I understood. "And we already agreed that we're only gonna do whatever Lauren wants, nothing else." I felt a little better, but not much. That was when Lauren came in. All three black guys just stared. "Hiya," my wife greeted them. I could see bulges forming in their pants. They didn't know where to stare first - Lauren's big tits or her pussy. "We were just talking," the first black guy told Lauren. "Didn't want anyone getting bent outta shape about things." Glances were exchanged - I could tell there was a nervousness how to get things started. Lauren looked at me with a raised eyebrow --my signal. "Hey," I suddenly 'remembered', I was getting ready to run out to the store when you guys got here. Let me do that and your four can talk or...whatever." My suggestion relieved the tension and as I headed to the door I glanced back and saw Lauren in the middle of the three black men and one of the guys was already squeezing her tits.
I spent about 10 minutes at the store and headed back home. I was actually sweating and trembling, my knuckles were white on the steering wheel. I went into our apartment and locked the door. Before going to the bedroom I undressed down to my boxers and took a deep breath. The bedroom door was slightly ajar and I stepped inside and closed it. The room smelled of sex already. I was speechless. I was only supposed to watch and that was good because I was otherwise paralyzed. Lauren was on her back on the bed with a black guy on either side of her face. Her lips were stretched tight around a massive black cock and she was trying to suck it as it fucked her mouth. She was gripping it and pumping it with one hand while the other hand was stroking a second black cock just as big and heavy and long. Both guys had ball sacs the size of oranges and my wife's white hands couldn't fit around the girth of the shafts. Lauren's legs were spread and bent back at the knees as her big tits wobbled and jiggled on her chest. The third black guy was between her legs, hands on her waist and he was fucking her deep. He would hump into Lauren's pussy several times very fast and then slow down, then speed up. The slick wet sound of the cock moving in her pussy was loud and sharp. Lauren was slowly moving her hips and humping up at the cock fucking her. The guy's black balls were slapping Lauren's upturned asscheeks and a wide wet smear of pussy juice glistened over her cheeks and made the ball sac wet. Her pussy lips were so stretched around the cock it looked painful but my wife was humping easily and the guy fucking her was going deep with no trouble. White foam surrounded the juncture of cock and pussy and when he began fucking fast Lauren's hips moved fast.
"Suck that big nigger dick, baby," one man was urging. "You know you wanted to suck this black meat for so long." Lauren's mouth slid back and forth over the inky black cock. Her eyes were wide looking up at the man. "You like sucking nigger dick?" Lauren nodded with the cock in her mouth. "Don't stop sucking," the black said, "You just suck on it and nod." There was laughter. "You got such a fine pussy," the man fucking my wife told her. He fucked so rhythmically. "My black dick feel good in your white pussy?" Lauren closed her eyes almost dreamily. "Mmm hmmm," she was able to get out. "Now you know what you been missin'," the black grinned and gritted his teeth, another round of deep pounding that left Lauren's tits wobbling. "Suck on me, baby," the third black said. Lauren turned her head and opened her mouth as the other cock slid over her tongue. Immediately she began sucking wetly. "Your hubby's watching, Lauren," the black fucking my wife told her. Lauren groaned. "Tell him what you said about black dick." My wife took her mouth from the cock she was sucking and looked at me in a daze. "I love getting this nigger cock," she whispered hoarsely. "I love this fuckin' black dick." And she went back to sucking. "Your wife fucks so good," the black in her pussy told me. "She got a body made for black dick." There was laughter and agreement again. "You wanna get hooked on black dick, Lauren?" The question hung in the air. My wife's mouth was stuffed with black meat. There was a pause and then, "Mmm hmm," she responded. "You gonna let us get you addicted to nigger dick, baby?" she was asked. I watched my wife nod her head and slurp at the cock she was sucking. "Say it, Lauren," the black fucking her said sharply. "I want to get addicted to nigger dick," she gasped. A hand guided her head back to the black cock. "And you gonna fuck black dick all the time, right baby?" Again my wife simply nodded with a "Mmm hmm." Her hips rotated and her breathing came faster. Between her spread thighs the black man began fucking deeper. "You wanna eat my load?" the black in Lauren's mouth asked. He held her head and looked at her. Lauren's eyes narrowed and she nodded. The black moved his hips. "I'm gonna cum, baby," he grunted. There was a low groan and I saw my wife's throat contract. She gurgled as a massive load of thick semen filled her mouth. A creamy ring formed around her lips. "Show me," the black said. He disengaged his cock and my wife opened her mouth wide. "Show your husband," she was told. Lauren lazily turned to me. Her tongue was buried under a huge mound of thick, milky sperm. She swallowed deeply with a wet gulp. Automatically her mouth went back to the other cock to suck.
"I'm close," the man fucking my wife said. He looked at me. "I'm gonna cum in your wife," he said. He leaned over Lauren. "You want me to cum in you?" Lauren closed her eyes and nodded. "Tell me," he said. Lauren looked at him and then at me. "I want you to cum in me," she gasped. "Cum in me.""You care if you get pregnant?" the black asked. The room went silent and Lauren groaned. "No, I don't care. Cum in me. I want to feel you cum in me." I felt like the blood drained from me. Lauren's hips began rolling and her pussy jutted hard. "Oooooooohhh yesssssssssss!" The black fucking her stiffened and his ass flexed. I watched as he shot his sperm up into my wife's pussy. Lauren just groaned deeply and her hips kept moving. Her mouth was full of black cock again. "Nice and deep," the man between her thighs said, slowly withdrawing. Lauren's thighs remained open, her legs drawn back. My wife's pussy hung open, the lips swollen and hanging out and surrounded by a mass of wet pussy hair. Semen was smeared inside her thighs and ran in a silvery trail into the crack of her ass. The guy she'd sucked off scrambled between those open thighs, holding his thick dark meat. He pressed the head up into her creamy hole and Lauren strained up to take him. "oh fuck me, fuck me deep," she groaned. As she spoke the third cock spurted a solid string of viscous, snotty semen over her mouth and nose, a series of thick spurts that gave her a gray, slimy jiggling beard of sperm hanging from her chin. The black guy now in her pussy began fucking hard. He lay right on top of her, Lauren's heavy tits pressed at his chest. Her arms went around him and they fucked together. "Uh-uh-uh-uh," she grunted with each thrust. "Tell your husband you love it," one man said. Lauren looked over at me. "I love this," she gasped. "I love fucking like this." There was murmured agreement. "Tell him why," she was told. Lauren squealed in pleasure and her semen covered face turned to me again. "I love black cock," she said. "I wanna get fucked like this all the time." She grunted like a pig and held the black guy on top of her tighter. "Let him cum in you," she was told. "Oh yes-yes-yes," Lauren bucked hard at the cock fucking her. "Cum in me. Give me all of it. Just keep cumming in me." The black grunted shortly and gave a single thrust. I knew more sperm was filling my wife's churning pussy.
After each guy had cum in Lauren's pussy and mouth at least once the pace slowed but remained steady. One black lay behind her, his thick cock deep in her pussy from behind. Lauren was leaning back against him rolling her hips as he fucked in and out. The movement filled the room with deep wet fucking sounds. A second black was at her face and Lauren sucked his cock slowly, letting him push it in deep and then out again as she fondled his balls. The third black was at the foot of the bed and her opened her legs wider to give me a better view. "She loves getting fucked," he said. Lauren rolled her hips easily as if on cue. Her pussy hair was a gooey triangle glued to her skin. Her pussy lips hung open, the black cock up in her wet and sticky and sliding easily in and out. "She looks good with black dick," he said, both hands gently rubbing my wife's thighs. "She say anything about wanting to keep on fucking black?" I felt weak-kneed. How do I answer that? "I d-d-don't know," I managed to get out. My wife stiffened, wracked by a series of climaxes that left her snorting and squealing. "You still love this big nigger dick?" he asked my wife. Lauren looked at him and nodded, her mouth sucking. "You wanna start getting fucked regular?" I saw my wife roll her eyes and groan. She nodded. "Mmm hmm." The black fucking Lauren from behind was squeezing her tits. "You wanna be a black man's white bitch, baby?" Lauren's body stiffened. "MMmm hmmm," she whimpered. There was a pause as her mouth was filled with warm semen again. My wife swallowed deeply and began breathing heavily. "Tell your husband," the man fucking her commanded.
"Let me fuck black cock," Lauren almost pleaded. The lower part of her face was a solid gelatinous mass of sperm. "Please? I can't believe it feels so good." Black hands squeezed and felt her big tits. "You want me to be a black cock whore?" Lauren asked wetly, stiffening again with another climax. "You want it?" I asked at the same time one of the blacks asked. Lauren was reaching for the thick cock of the third black. "I want to do it," she said, opening her mouth to start sucking.
That episode occurred four years ago. True to form, about two hours after the three black guys dressed and left, my wife blamed me for letting her act like such a whore. For two days she refused to even talk to me. I was dumbfounded; the entire thing had been her idea and she had been like a bitch in heat during the entire time! But she had gotten what she wanted and the only way around it was to just let things blow over. But when I came home from work less than a week later I walked into the apartment to find Lauren on her back with one of the three black friends of hers mounted on her and fucking deeply. She admitted she had contacted him. The same thing occurred a week later with a second black.
"I can't stop," my wife confessed. We sat on the edge of the bed after I found her a third time sucking a black cock. We were alone and she wore a pair of panties, her big tits bare. "I never thought I'd want to do it so bad," she admitted. "It feels so good." She put a hand on my crotch and felt I was hard. "Are you mad at me?" I shook my head and stood in front of her while Lauren took out my cock. Her tits jiggled as she stroked it and looked at me. "Do you mind it that I like black guys fucking me?" I felt her tits and saw how intent she was. "Do you want to just keep on fucking black men?" I asked, serious. Lauren bit her bottom lips and nodded. "Yes," she confessed in a weak voice. "I really do." Her hand felt good stroking me. "Then I only want you having sex with black men," I told her. Lauren looked at me. "Just blacks?" she asked. "Just black," I replied. "You told me you wanted to be a black cock whore, remember?" She lowered her head. "Yes," she said. "Well, if you want the sex that bad then you should just fuck blacks." My wife sighed. "You sure?" I gave her tits a playful squeeze. "Very." Lauren shrugged and guided my cock over her tits as I sprayed them with cum.
Lauren got pregnant from that night with her three friends. We don't know who the father is. Just thirteen months later she was pregnant a second time and as this is written my wife is 5 months along with her third black baby. What's so interesting is that, even now, within an hour or two after each fucking by a black, Lauren still gets mad and blames me for letting her be this way. At least 2-3x a week Lauren spreads her legs or opens her mouth and takes black cock. She may continue to blame me for letting it happen but I know better.
By
MMK
My wife insists the situation exists because neither of us was experienced when we got married. Her claim is that neither of us really had a chance to date alot before we met and then we got married which left her wondering if she missed out on things. To be honest I am sure she did because to this day I am not sure how I lucked out getting her to marry me. Lauren is 26 --we married when she was 21 and I was 22. Both of us had strict upbringing and were sheltered. But I am your basic average looking guy, period. On the other hand Lauren is an actual, legitimate head-turner. She has a face like Cher with thick, wavy dark hair and big dark eyes. But her body is just incredible - 38D with a 24 inch waist and 36 waist. Shortly after getting married Lauren began her hinting. "If we went to a club as singles wouldn't it be neat to see who got the first dates?" she would ask as we lay in bed. Or, "I wonder if I'd be the same if I dated a lot more guys before we got married." I found the questions arousing because everywhere we went Lauren was the focus of attention - especially with those tits. Yeah, they are big and heavy but for now they jut out proudly, jiggling and swaying with every move and her nipples are a pale brown and get hard in a heartbeat. The biggest problem for me is that whenever Lauren wanted to flirt and I let her, she would always blame me later for letting her act like a 'whore'. Even when every time was her own suggestion it was always my fault later. But during each flirtatious time she was like molten lava to see. At first she was just interested in attention - validating her own attractiveness. She'd get some guys super hot, dance with them, maybe kiss a little or let them get a feel and then break away and eventually blame me for letting her be so 'easy'. So when the situation became more intense and frequent you can imagine how often I was getting blamed. How intense and frequent? It is almost bizarre, especially since it gets repeated over and over but you might as well know....even if you end up blaming me like she does.
Just after our first anniversary Lauren started again with wondering if she would still attract other men. In bed one night she was playing with my cock - always a weak moment for me - and brought up the next intense situation. "How far would you let me go?" she asked, fondling my balls. She was snuggled close to me, pressing those heavy 38's against me. "As far as you wanted," I answered, "It would be up to you." Lauren giggled. "Really? I mean, would you let another guy fuck me?" She knew my answer because my cock went rock hard. She squeezed it. "Would you?" She asked. "Would it be okay?" I measured my answer. "If we both agreed to it beforehand," I told her carefully, "and you really really wanted to do it...I would be okay with it." I could tell my answer was what she wanted. Her hand slid expertly up and down my cock, almost feathery. "Would you be mad at me later?" I shook my head, it was hard to talk. Lauren snuggled closer and kissed my neck. "Would you want to watch another man fuck me?" Her question sounded so innocent but I knew it could be a trap. I didn't answer right away and her hand stopped moving on my cock. "Would you want to?" she repeated. "Maybe," I hedged my reply. "It would all depend on you, honey," I managed to croak. "I think it would be very sexy but if you felt uncomfortable I wouldn't do it at all." There was that soft giggle again. "Would you still love me and want me after that?" Lauren asked, her hand resuming its movement. "Of course I would," I assured her truthfully. "It would be something we both agreed on ahead of time and it would be for you to feel good - of course I will always love you!" That response was the one she waned of course. There was a slight silence in the semi-darkness of our bedroom and then Lauren asked, "If I did it, would you want me to make them wear a rubber?" Whoa! Talk about a loaded question. And I think Lauren wasn't just making a supposition because she took my hand and pressed it down between her thighs. She has a wonderfully thick bush and she parted her thighs so I could feel her pussy. It was sopping wet. "Rubbers or bare?" she asked. It was a 50/50 shot so I said, "No rubber. Just do it naturally." My wife inhaled sharply. "You'd be okay with another man cumming in me?" There was a very sensual edge to the question. "Uh huh," I said. Her hand kept stroking me so I knew I had passed that test. "What if I sucked a man's cock," she said. "Would you be okay with that?" I was gritting my teeth now. "Yeah," I told her. "Would you let him shoot in your mouth?" Lauren sighed. "I think so," she said. "I might even swallow it, too." She giggled that time. Then she got serious. "You're really sure about all this, right?" I was past being sure what my own name was by then but I told her I was very sure. "I wanna do it," she told me, sounding like a high school girl. "Even if it is just one time I wanna know what it's like." I could feel her smiling. "If you are super sure," she said, "then I want you to cum now and seal the agreement, ok?" The words weren't out of her mouth when I groaned and shot a massive load over my belly. Lauren kissed my cheek. "I love you," she whispered. "I will really think about all this and if I do it I will let you know and I will figure how to do it." And with that she rolled over and left me staring at the ceiling.
I am not sure where she got the idea, not that it matters now. But two days after that inquisition in our bed Lauren and I sat at the dinner table and she told me she had really decided to try the idea and was planning on doing it the next weekend. I asked if she had anyone specific in mind and she gave me a wicked grin. "Don't get mad," she said, holding my hand, "but I already invited three guys over for dinner that Saturday night." HUH? THREE? I stared at her incredulously. She squeezed my hand. "Don't get mad," she told me. "It's three guys I knew from school." She laughed trying to smooth things over. "They were all good friends of mine and always joked how they'd love to just get in my pants. So I saw one of them at the store yesterday and it dawned on me that it would be perfect." I swallowed hard. "Who are they?" I asked. Lauren took a deep breath and gave me three names - guys I didn't know. She waited a moment and then said, "..and they're all black." My mouth went dry. "Why black?" I asked her. I wasn't being racial, just curious. Lauren grinned. "Well, we don't hang around a lot of black people so after it happens we don't have to really worry about seeing them in public or a party and something bad happening or being said." She giggled, "And besides, I am a little curious about black guys and it just seems really forbidden. Y'know, it's like if you wanna do something like that then do it big time." I had already agreed to everything and couldn't see any way to argue back. So I shrugged and simply said, "Okay".
The tension in our apartment that Saturday was so thick it felt hard to just move. Lauren didn't get dressed really wild, with her body she didn't need to. She showered and did her hair and put on a pair of the tiniest bikini panties I ever saw her wear - wisps of dark pussy hair peeked out along the insides of her thighs. She didn't wear a bra and put on a long, flimsy, almost sheer nightgown. Her heavy tits wobbled and swayed incredibly and the vague outline of her nipples was apparent. Between her legs, even with the panties, I could see that dark 'V' of pussy hair and Lauren assured me she was 'dripping wet'. I had a lead knot in my stomach and walked in a daze. We had agreed that when the three black men arrived I would greet them and then have an excuse to leave for a few minutes and then let myself back in. All three guys knew I would be there to watch and liked the idea. So when the knock came at the front door I was jumpy and anxious.
I opened the door to find three very large but clean-looking, friendly black men standing there. They came in and we introduced ourselves. Lauren was in the bedroom so we sat in the living room and talked sports a little - I was so nervous I could barely talk. One of the black guys finally broke the ice. "You sure you're okay with all this?" I nodded. "I little nervous," I admitted, "but only because it's the very first time." All three guys nodded and laughed in appreciation. "Don't worry, man," the second black guy told me. "We all like your wife. She is so damned sexy. We're just gonna have fun. That's all it is...fun." The third guy agreed. "This is a dream come true for us too, man. We sure as hell don't wanna fuck it up by making things bad." All three nodded. "So listen," the first guy said, "when you are watching, I just wanna tell you upfront it'll be messy." Everyone laughed at that. "And we get real talkative. But it's just sex talk so don't go being pissed." I understood. "And we already agreed that we're only gonna do whatever Lauren wants, nothing else." I felt a little better, but not much. That was when Lauren came in. All three black guys just stared. "Hiya," my wife greeted them. I could see bulges forming in their pants. They didn't know where to stare first - Lauren's big tits or her pussy. "We were just talking," the first black guy told Lauren. "Didn't want anyone getting bent outta shape about things." Glances were exchanged - I could tell there was a nervousness how to get things started. Lauren looked at me with a raised eyebrow --my signal. "Hey," I suddenly 'remembered', I was getting ready to run out to the store when you guys got here. Let me do that and your four can talk or...whatever." My suggestion relieved the tension and as I headed to the door I glanced back and saw Lauren in the middle of the three black men and one of the guys was already squeezing her tits.
I spent about 10 minutes at the store and headed back home. I was actually sweating and trembling, my knuckles were white on the steering wheel. I went into our apartment and locked the door. Before going to the bedroom I undressed down to my boxers and took a deep breath. The bedroom door was slightly ajar and I stepped inside and closed it. The room smelled of sex already. I was speechless. I was only supposed to watch and that was good because I was otherwise paralyzed. Lauren was on her back on the bed with a black guy on either side of her face. Her lips were stretched tight around a massive black cock and she was trying to suck it as it fucked her mouth. She was gripping it and pumping it with one hand while the other hand was stroking a second black cock just as big and heavy and long. Both guys had ball sacs the size of oranges and my wife's white hands couldn't fit around the girth of the shafts. Lauren's legs were spread and bent back at the knees as her big tits wobbled and jiggled on her chest. The third black guy was between her legs, hands on her waist and he was fucking her deep. He would hump into Lauren's pussy several times very fast and then slow down, then speed up. The slick wet sound of the cock moving in her pussy was loud and sharp. Lauren was slowly moving her hips and humping up at the cock fucking her. The guy's black balls were slapping Lauren's upturned asscheeks and a wide wet smear of pussy juice glistened over her cheeks and made the ball sac wet. Her pussy lips were so stretched around the cock it looked painful but my wife was humping easily and the guy fucking her was going deep with no trouble. White foam surrounded the juncture of cock and pussy and when he began fucking fast Lauren's hips moved fast.
"Suck that big nigger dick, baby," one man was urging. "You know you wanted to suck this black meat for so long." Lauren's mouth slid back and forth over the inky black cock. Her eyes were wide looking up at the man. "You like sucking nigger dick?" Lauren nodded with the cock in her mouth. "Don't stop sucking," the black said, "You just suck on it and nod." There was laughter. "You got such a fine pussy," the man fucking my wife told her. He fucked so rhythmically. "My black dick feel good in your white pussy?" Lauren closed her eyes almost dreamily. "Mmm hmmm," she was able to get out. "Now you know what you been missin'," the black grinned and gritted his teeth, another round of deep pounding that left Lauren's tits wobbling. "Suck on me, baby," the third black said. Lauren turned her head and opened her mouth as the other cock slid over her tongue. Immediately she began sucking wetly. "Your hubby's watching, Lauren," the black fucking my wife told her. Lauren groaned. "Tell him what you said about black dick." My wife took her mouth from the cock she was sucking and looked at me in a daze. "I love getting this nigger cock," she whispered hoarsely. "I love this fuckin' black dick." And she went back to sucking. "Your wife fucks so good," the black in her pussy told me. "She got a body made for black dick." There was laughter and agreement again. "You wanna get hooked on black dick, Lauren?" The question hung in the air. My wife's mouth was stuffed with black meat. There was a pause and then, "Mmm hmm," she responded. "You gonna let us get you addicted to nigger dick, baby?" she was asked. I watched my wife nod her head and slurp at the cock she was sucking. "Say it, Lauren," the black fucking her said sharply. "I want to get addicted to nigger dick," she gasped. A hand guided her head back to the black cock. "And you gonna fuck black dick all the time, right baby?" Again my wife simply nodded with a "Mmm hmm." Her hips rotated and her breathing came faster. Between her spread thighs the black man began fucking deeper. "You wanna eat my load?" the black in Lauren's mouth asked. He held her head and looked at her. Lauren's eyes narrowed and she nodded. The black moved his hips. "I'm gonna cum, baby," he grunted. There was a low groan and I saw my wife's throat contract. She gurgled as a massive load of thick semen filled her mouth. A creamy ring formed around her lips. "Show me," the black said. He disengaged his cock and my wife opened her mouth wide. "Show your husband," she was told. Lauren lazily turned to me. Her tongue was buried under a huge mound of thick, milky sperm. She swallowed deeply with a wet gulp. Automatically her mouth went back to the other cock to suck.
"I'm close," the man fucking my wife said. He looked at me. "I'm gonna cum in your wife," he said. He leaned over Lauren. "You want me to cum in you?" Lauren closed her eyes and nodded. "Tell me," he said. Lauren looked at him and then at me. "I want you to cum in me," she gasped. "Cum in me.""You care if you get pregnant?" the black asked. The room went silent and Lauren groaned. "No, I don't care. Cum in me. I want to feel you cum in me." I felt like the blood drained from me. Lauren's hips began rolling and her pussy jutted hard. "Oooooooohhh yesssssssssss!" The black fucking her stiffened and his ass flexed. I watched as he shot his sperm up into my wife's pussy. Lauren just groaned deeply and her hips kept moving. Her mouth was full of black cock again. "Nice and deep," the man between her thighs said, slowly withdrawing. Lauren's thighs remained open, her legs drawn back. My wife's pussy hung open, the lips swollen and hanging out and surrounded by a mass of wet pussy hair. Semen was smeared inside her thighs and ran in a silvery trail into the crack of her ass. The guy she'd sucked off scrambled between those open thighs, holding his thick dark meat. He pressed the head up into her creamy hole and Lauren strained up to take him. "oh fuck me, fuck me deep," she groaned. As she spoke the third cock spurted a solid string of viscous, snotty semen over her mouth and nose, a series of thick spurts that gave her a gray, slimy jiggling beard of sperm hanging from her chin. The black guy now in her pussy began fucking hard. He lay right on top of her, Lauren's heavy tits pressed at his chest. Her arms went around him and they fucked together. "Uh-uh-uh-uh," she grunted with each thrust. "Tell your husband you love it," one man said. Lauren looked over at me. "I love this," she gasped. "I love fucking like this." There was murmured agreement. "Tell him why," she was told. Lauren squealed in pleasure and her semen covered face turned to me again. "I love black cock," she said. "I wanna get fucked like this all the time." She grunted like a pig and held the black guy on top of her tighter. "Let him cum in you," she was told. "Oh yes-yes-yes," Lauren bucked hard at the cock fucking her. "Cum in me. Give me all of it. Just keep cumming in me." The black grunted shortly and gave a single thrust. I knew more sperm was filling my wife's churning pussy.
After each guy had cum in Lauren's pussy and mouth at least once the pace slowed but remained steady. One black lay behind her, his thick cock deep in her pussy from behind. Lauren was leaning back against him rolling her hips as he fucked in and out. The movement filled the room with deep wet fucking sounds. A second black was at her face and Lauren sucked his cock slowly, letting him push it in deep and then out again as she fondled his balls. The third black was at the foot of the bed and her opened her legs wider to give me a better view. "She loves getting fucked," he said. Lauren rolled her hips easily as if on cue. Her pussy hair was a gooey triangle glued to her skin. Her pussy lips hung open, the black cock up in her wet and sticky and sliding easily in and out. "She looks good with black dick," he said, both hands gently rubbing my wife's thighs. "She say anything about wanting to keep on fucking black?" I felt weak-kneed. How do I answer that? "I d-d-don't know," I managed to get out. My wife stiffened, wracked by a series of climaxes that left her snorting and squealing. "You still love this big nigger dick?" he asked my wife. Lauren looked at him and nodded, her mouth sucking. "You wanna start getting fucked regular?" I saw my wife roll her eyes and groan. She nodded. "Mmm hmm." The black fucking Lauren from behind was squeezing her tits. "You wanna be a black man's white bitch, baby?" Lauren's body stiffened. "MMmm hmmm," she whimpered. There was a pause as her mouth was filled with warm semen again. My wife swallowed deeply and began breathing heavily. "Tell your husband," the man fucking her commanded.
"Let me fuck black cock," Lauren almost pleaded. The lower part of her face was a solid gelatinous mass of sperm. "Please? I can't believe it feels so good." Black hands squeezed and felt her big tits. "You want me to be a black cock whore?" Lauren asked wetly, stiffening again with another climax. "You want it?" I asked at the same time one of the blacks asked. Lauren was reaching for the thick cock of the third black. "I want to do it," she said, opening her mouth to start sucking.
That episode occurred four years ago. True to form, about two hours after the three black guys dressed and left, my wife blamed me for letting her act like such a whore. For two days she refused to even talk to me. I was dumbfounded; the entire thing had been her idea and she had been like a bitch in heat during the entire time! But she had gotten what she wanted and the only way around it was to just let things blow over. But when I came home from work less than a week later I walked into the apartment to find Lauren on her back with one of the three black friends of hers mounted on her and fucking deeply. She admitted she had contacted him. The same thing occurred a week later with a second black.
"I can't stop," my wife confessed. We sat on the edge of the bed after I found her a third time sucking a black cock. We were alone and she wore a pair of panties, her big tits bare. "I never thought I'd want to do it so bad," she admitted. "It feels so good." She put a hand on my crotch and felt I was hard. "Are you mad at me?" I shook my head and stood in front of her while Lauren took out my cock. Her tits jiggled as she stroked it and looked at me. "Do you mind it that I like black guys fucking me?" I felt her tits and saw how intent she was. "Do you want to just keep on fucking black men?" I asked, serious. Lauren bit her bottom lips and nodded. "Yes," she confessed in a weak voice. "I really do." Her hand felt good stroking me. "Then I only want you having sex with black men," I told her. Lauren looked at me. "Just blacks?" she asked. "Just black," I replied. "You told me you wanted to be a black cock whore, remember?" She lowered her head. "Yes," she said. "Well, if you want the sex that bad then you should just fuck blacks." My wife sighed. "You sure?" I gave her tits a playful squeeze. "Very." Lauren shrugged and guided my cock over her tits as I sprayed them with cum.
Lauren got pregnant from that night with her three friends. We don't know who the father is. Just thirteen months later she was pregnant a second time and as this is written my wife is 5 months along with her third black baby. What's so interesting is that, even now, within an hour or two after each fucking by a black, Lauren still gets mad and blames me for letting her be this way. At least 2-3x a week Lauren spreads her legs or opens her mouth and takes black cock. She may continue to blame me for letting it happen but I know better.
