When the reparations act first passed,my wife and I barely noticed. I remember hearing about it on the news, seeing it on the TV. I seem to recall there was even a little rioting in the streets. Knowing what I know now, I’m not surprised at that. The things that the Reparations Act demanded of us as a ****** and as a couple were a tremendous burden. A burden we had to pay simply because we were white and privileged. Or so the act said. But we didn’t know that at the time. We were innocent and may be a little foolish. But soon we learned the price we’d have to pay.
After its passing, we forgot about it for a while. It left our minds and we got busy doing the things that couples do. Having jobs, raising children, living our lives. That all changed when we got that letter in the mail. The letter was from the Bureau of Reparations, and it said that our time had come. We’d been chosen and we had 90 days to pay our fine or we could choose sexual reparations. The fine we had been assessed, based on our income, and cultural heritage was steep. $347,000 payable immediately to the Bureau for distribution on our behalf. Or for one week a year, a black man or woman would be assigned to us for sexual reparations.
It’s true that you could take the week and then next year pay the fine at a slightly reduced rate. But the truth is considering how we were scraping by, we’d have had to accept many many weeks over the course of several years before we could afford to pay the fine. My wife and I loved each other very much, and we were sure this one week of reparations sex with with a black man or woman wouldn’t destroy us as a couple or ******. To be perfectly honest, I’d hoped for a black woman to be assigned to us. Since the passing of the act though, we’d heard stories from some of our friends who’d already been assessed. Those stories almost made me change my mind.
Stories of fantastically cruel black men and women making the couples do terrible things. Really unspeakable things to a vanilla couple like the wife and I. But all too soon i would learn for myself that the truth was worse and crueler than to could have imagined. But like I’d said previously, that’s all in the future and we were still naive and innocent. But at the same time we didn’t have the money to pay the fine. That left only one real option for us and with fear in our hearts we mailed in our form marked with our agreement to sexual reparations to the black community.
It was several weeks before we heard back from them, when we got another letter. This letter confirmed for us we’d been assigned a black male. It also instructed my wife to stop any form of birth control. Part of the reparations was the risk we took as a couple, offering my fertile wife for potential seeding. Very soon we would be receiving a chastity cage in the mail as well. Once the cage was in place, my wife would be expected to attend a fertility and ovulation inspection at a gynaecologist chose by the Bureau. This inspection would confirm that she was both fertile, and birth control free. Without the risk of black breeding it wouldn’t count as reparations. God that thought horrified me. Another man’s baby in my living wife.
The cage came in the mail three days later. It synced with an app on my phone and confirmed it was locked in place via Bluetooth. Once the weeks reparations were paid it would chime and unlock automatically and life would go on until the next year. Like any man the last thing I did before I put the cage on was have sex with my wife. Or tried to anyway. I was consumed by thoughts of what we’d be going through very soon and had to finish with my hand. My wife seemed very understanding. After that we slipped the cage on, it locked in place and adjusted itself slightly to fit me. It felt like my penis was being squished inside it, but I had no choice to accept it.
The next day my wife had her Bureau inspection at an approved clinic in town. The place was lined with posters depicting mixed race couples. Mostly white women and black men. The ones with white men all had tiny effeminate men with large very black women. All the posters extolled the benefits of genetic diversity and encouraged you to breed black. For the sake of public health and racial justice, it encouraged whites to mix. The inspection consisted of a blood test done by an apathetic looking technician and a vaginal inspection done by a doctor. I’m assuming he was a doctor. All I know he was big and broad and very black and he spent several minutes with his huge fingers inside my wife’s pussy. No instruments, just his fingers. I could swear I heard my wife orgasm but she later denied it.
Presumably she passed the inspection because in three more days our doorbell rang and we met the man we’d be paying our reparations to. We’d received a call the night before from the bureau giving us our final instructions. The children were to be sent away for a week. He’d be arriving at 1 pm sharp. We were expected to answer the door nude, the both of us. We also had one last minute option to back out by paying the fine and being done with it. We didn’t have the money which meant my wife was going to pay on her back with her pussy. The call also reminded us that any failure on our part to comply with the demands of the man coming to meet us could result in fines, imprisonment, forced breeding, or castration.
That night we cried a little together and held each other, but didn’t sleep much. I’d tried to get her off with oral but she wasn’t interested after trying to orgasm for half an hour. With fear and uncertainty filling our hearts, the time till his arrival flew by. Every time we looked at the clock somehow it was hours closer. And then we couldn’t take the pressure any longer we heard a knock at the door. Opening the door, the man we would both come to call Black Daddy strolled into our home like he owned the place.
He was tall, muscular, and thin. His hair was short, his shoulders broad and his voice deep and commanding. He snapped his fingers and commanded us to our knees in his presence. He grinned and eyed us up. “I sure do love white people on their knees. Especially white boys. You two are going to be my fuck toys for the next week. Especially you, white girl. That pussy gonna need black dick after this week I promise you that. Now, you white folks know how this works. I spend a week fucking you and your Reparations are considered paid for the year. It repeats four times, one week a year, and your debt is cleared. Understand?”
The both of us nodded at him, unsure if we should or could speak. That wasn’t good enough for him. “When I ask you a question I expect you to answer with your voices, and address me as Black Daddy.” He grinned, and asked “understand?”
“Yes Black Daddy,” we answered in unison.
“Now what neither of you may know is that happens if wifey here gets knocked up by my black snake. Do you know white boy?” He grinned smugly.
“No Black Daddy,” I shook my head. All of a sudden I liked this even less.
“What happens if wifey there gets black bred, which she gonna. She becomes my wifey until she delivers my baby, those fat white titties gonna feed my black baby. Whatchu think about that whiteboy?”
“Now wait just a minute god damn it,” I shot to my feet. My ridiculous caged penis rattling as I stood. It’s hard to look threatening nude and caged, especially when the one you’re confronting is bigger and stronger than you. “We didn’t agree to that! Why the fuck would we agree to that?”
Black Daddy grinned a cold angry smile. “Whiteboy I suggest you get back on your knees before I put you there. Besides, disobeying me earns wifey here another week of black pole. You sure you wanna test me whiteboy? I bet wifey would love another week!” Turning pale, I quickly sank back to my knees as he continued, “you’re welcome to review the specifics of the reparations act online. You’ll see it’s there. To protect the baby I put in your wifey she’s mine for one year. Reparations week becomes reparations year and I spend the whole time hollowing her out. Legally I become her husband while you become her cuck husband. Still married…. Kinda. You spend a year listening to wifey take my meat while you enjoy chastity and clean up duty. Now you don’t like it, you can bring it up with your Bureau case worker.” His smile grew chillier still.
“But I don’t think it’ll help. The judge is a close personal friend of mine and he is a big fan of whiteboy mouths and butts. You’d have met him anyway when he checks in a couple days, but we can call him sooner if you like? Tell me…. should I call him? You in a hurry to suck a big black cock? To get fucked like wifey here about to?”
Stunned I could only shake my head, “no Black Daddy. Don’t call him”. Then with another of his evil smiles he’s started to undress. His body was long and lean and muscled. And when his pants dropped I heard my wife gasp beside me.
Black Daddy chuckled, “just you wait white girl till it’s hard.” Stroking his cock to life he looked at me, “now whiteboy, crawl over here and kiss my balls really nice. I want to to kiss each nut and wish my black sperm good luck finding a white egg to breed.” I started to object and he sprang towards me and slapped me across the face with a steel hand. “Whiteboy, that is the last disobedience I will take from you. One more peep or failure to move instantly and not only will I officially contact the Bureau and sanction you with another week of reparations. But I will also contact the judge, and we will beat you to till you beg for black cock to suck. Now do what you’re told and kiss my big black balls.”
With no choice but to obey I crawl forward and planted a kiss on each ball. To my horror he used his phone to snap pictures as I did so. His massive half hard cock resting on my face as I planted a kiss on his balls. “That’s a great picture of you whiteboy. I may get that enlarged, it’d look nice hanging over your bed dontcha think? Now wish my sperm luck in breeding wifey there.”
“Good luck sperm” I said humiliated. I knew my wife was watching as this unfolded. She’d never look at me the same way again.
“Ok white folk, lead me to the bed. Let’s get the show on the road.” He followed us up the stairs trailing after my nude wife. I could hear him slapping her ass and telling her crude things about it. Once in the room he ordered my wife onto the bed and me beside the bed. “Whiteboy tell your wife to get on her back and spread her legs. Tell her it’s time she got fucked by a real man.”
I sighed loudly and said flatly “honey get on your back and spread your legs. It’s time you fuck a real man.” My wife quietly complied and spread her legs for him. He looked at her nude body and stroked his cock to full size. It was huge. Almost a foot long and as thick as my wrist. But for the children that came out of her a couple years before, I’d have thought it would never fit inside her.
“Look how wet she is whiteboy. I think wifey is excited to take my black meat.” He reached down and rubbed her wet slit with his dark fingers. She was dripping wet there was no denying that. He held his fingers up my face and told me to hold still, then rubbed it around my nose. “There, one last reminder of what wifeys pussy is like. Now grab my dick boy and stick it in your wife.”
I groaned but complied, it was hard and hot and heavy in my hand. And I knew he was smiling at me while I did so. All I could see was the look of shame on my wife’s face while I put another man inside her. God help me I lined up his huge head with my wife’s pussy. He pushed me aside, “sit back and watch whiteboy. Watch me take your wife as reparations. After this she’s gon be a queen of spades. Nothing but dark meat for this slut. Ain’t that that right wifey?”
“Yes black Daddy” my wife agreed sullenly. I could tell she didn’t want to enjoy it but she was excited. I was watching his huge cock slide across the outside of her slit. He moved his cock up and down. Each movement spread her pussy lips apart. He pressed forward and she moaned. "Oohhh!" His cock head went in. It was already already shiny with her juices. He took it out and pushed it in again. She was in heaven. Every nerve in her pussy now lit up. He pushed his cock deeper this time. Her right hand suddenly held his left arm. "Slowly!" she whispered. "You're so big!" The breathy aroused way she said it was a dagger into my heart.
He smiled knowingly. He pulled out and I could see her pussy refused to let it go. He pushed it in again slowly and deeper this time. Her head fell back and her mouth gaped open, she looked dazed. Clearly she was enjoying how his cock slowly stretched her love tunnel. More and more inches disappeared into her pussy. Halfway, she came wildly. Body convulsing around his cock. While she thrashed he gave me a knowing grin then turned to her and started kissing her lips. After resisting for a few seconds, she eventually started kissing back. There on our marital bed, she was kissing him having just cum on his cock.
At some point during the kiss he went all the way inside her. He was now fucking her with long hard piston like strokes. She wasn’t resisting at all any more. Her legs had wrapped around his thin hips and her hands grasped his arms. The kisses went on and on while I watched mesmerized as his huge pole took my wife. “Oh fuck I’m coming!” she yelled her legs flailing as her body shook. Black Daddy stopped fucking immediately. My wife wailed in despair, “no please don’t stop!” She’d asked him to keep fucking her. I wanted to cry. I was both devastated and incredibly turned on watching the scene in front of me.
Black Daddy said to my wife, “I keep going I’m gonna cum in you. Put my black baby in you. Whatchu want white girl? You wanna cum on my black meat and carry my baby? Or you wanna stop now?” He slowly and carefully kept pumping into her. Not enough to push her over the edge, but enough to keep her there. My wife just froze with indecision, unable to choose. “Be a good white girl. Tell me you want my black baby. Tell your whiteboy too.”
My wife moaned hovering right on the edge as he slowly pumped his massive cock and and out of her. He leaned down and started licking and sucking at her neck as he fucked her. I heard him whisper something but I didn’t hear what. My wife groaned loudly, “ oh god please let me cum. Do it. Cum in me. Give me your baby!”
“Tell hubby you want my baby, tell him how much you need my black meat.” He said pumping in and out of her. His body dominating hers and filling her over and over with dark hard dick.
“Fuck yes I need it. I want your baby, please let me cum. I need your big black dick.” She pulled his face to her and kissed him again as he sped up inside her. Almost immediately she started orgasming underneath him. Her pussy trembling around his pole as it slid in and out. With a load groan into her mouth, he started cumming into her pussy. I watched his huge balls draw up as he shot his seed into her. Over and over they constricted, emptying themselves into my white wife. Her unprotected eggs were his for the taking, she’d asked for it. Begged for his baby.
As the sex abated he stayed on top of her for a long time, he cock softening slightly inside her. They didn’t stop kissing though. The room was filled with the sounds of their mouths. The smell of their coupling. I knew she’d never be mine again in that moment, but didn’t want to admit it to myself. Then with a contented sigh, he rolled off her and lay next to her. He ran his hands over her body and her breasts and called me up onto the bed. He used his phone to unlock my cock cage, something I wasn’t able to do with my app. Stroke your cock and look at my cum leaking out of wifey here.
As the cage fell off me I wanted, no needed to cum. I immediately started stroking myself. Kneeling there between her legs on the bed, looking at what he’d done. Her pussy was an angry red, swollen, and leaking a huge stream of his cum. I couldn’t believe how much he’d put in there. Staring at the massive amount of cum leaking out of my wife, I rapidly stroked my hard cock. Black Daddy chuckled at me. “Im not calling you whiteboy anymore. We’re both calling you baby dick from now on. Ain’t that right baby?” He said kissing her again.
“Yes I’ll call him baby dick,” my wife agreed a little too easily. “I mean look at it.” I was horrified at her abuse of me but didn’t stop stroking. Burning with shame and need, I was already so close.
“Baby dick, thank me for breeding your wife for you.” Black Daddy waggled his cock at me while speaking. Soft he was still bigger than me hard.
“Thank you black Daddy for…” and I came. All over the sheets in front of me. A huge load for me pulsed out over and over.
“Shit baby dick, you made a mess. Better clean that up, don’t want that mess near my woman do we?” He pointed at the splatter I’d left. “Use your mouth. Clean it up. Black cum goes in your wife. White cum either goes in your mouth or the trash.” Like a good little cuck I licked up the mess I’d made. They both watched intently while I humiliated myself. When I was done I looked up, they were kissing again.
“I got one more job for you baby dick”. He handed me my cage which I put back on. “Some of my sperm has leaked out of my woman here. Since Black Lives Matter, you’re gonna help them find an egg. Use your nose and push my cum back inside her.” God help me but I did. Used my nose to move the semen leaking out of her back into her pussy. He made me sing a song while I did it.
“Black spermies need white eggs, swim swim swim. Black spermies love white eggs, swim swim swim.” Over and over like I was singing to a child. Maybe I was. I wasn’t sure at the time. But by the time he had me stop, his cum coated my face. He had my wife use her finger to scrape it into my mouth. I had to thank him for the snack. Afterwards he had my wife watch as I cleaned his cock with my tongue. He made her film it with his phone. When he got hard again they fucked again. Over and over and over. He came in her 6 times that first day. Each time I had to do my thing and push the seed back in and clean him up. I was in hell and the week had just begun. That night around midnight I fell sleep straining in my cage, listening to the bed springs creak as he fucked her.
After its passing, we forgot about it for a while. It left our minds and we got busy doing the things that couples do. Having jobs, raising children, living our lives. That all changed when we got that letter in the mail. The letter was from the Bureau of Reparations, and it said that our time had come. We’d been chosen and we had 90 days to pay our fine or we could choose sexual reparations. The fine we had been assessed, based on our income, and cultural heritage was steep. $347,000 payable immediately to the Bureau for distribution on our behalf. Or for one week a year, a black man or woman would be assigned to us for sexual reparations.
It’s true that you could take the week and then next year pay the fine at a slightly reduced rate. But the truth is considering how we were scraping by, we’d have had to accept many many weeks over the course of several years before we could afford to pay the fine. My wife and I loved each other very much, and we were sure this one week of reparations sex with with a black man or woman wouldn’t destroy us as a couple or ******. To be perfectly honest, I’d hoped for a black woman to be assigned to us. Since the passing of the act though, we’d heard stories from some of our friends who’d already been assessed. Those stories almost made me change my mind.
Stories of fantastically cruel black men and women making the couples do terrible things. Really unspeakable things to a vanilla couple like the wife and I. But all too soon i would learn for myself that the truth was worse and crueler than to could have imagined. But like I’d said previously, that’s all in the future and we were still naive and innocent. But at the same time we didn’t have the money to pay the fine. That left only one real option for us and with fear in our hearts we mailed in our form marked with our agreement to sexual reparations to the black community.
It was several weeks before we heard back from them, when we got another letter. This letter confirmed for us we’d been assigned a black male. It also instructed my wife to stop any form of birth control. Part of the reparations was the risk we took as a couple, offering my fertile wife for potential seeding. Very soon we would be receiving a chastity cage in the mail as well. Once the cage was in place, my wife would be expected to attend a fertility and ovulation inspection at a gynaecologist chose by the Bureau. This inspection would confirm that she was both fertile, and birth control free. Without the risk of black breeding it wouldn’t count as reparations. God that thought horrified me. Another man’s baby in my living wife.
The cage came in the mail three days later. It synced with an app on my phone and confirmed it was locked in place via Bluetooth. Once the weeks reparations were paid it would chime and unlock automatically and life would go on until the next year. Like any man the last thing I did before I put the cage on was have sex with my wife. Or tried to anyway. I was consumed by thoughts of what we’d be going through very soon and had to finish with my hand. My wife seemed very understanding. After that we slipped the cage on, it locked in place and adjusted itself slightly to fit me. It felt like my penis was being squished inside it, but I had no choice to accept it.
The next day my wife had her Bureau inspection at an approved clinic in town. The place was lined with posters depicting mixed race couples. Mostly white women and black men. The ones with white men all had tiny effeminate men with large very black women. All the posters extolled the benefits of genetic diversity and encouraged you to breed black. For the sake of public health and racial justice, it encouraged whites to mix. The inspection consisted of a blood test done by an apathetic looking technician and a vaginal inspection done by a doctor. I’m assuming he was a doctor. All I know he was big and broad and very black and he spent several minutes with his huge fingers inside my wife’s pussy. No instruments, just his fingers. I could swear I heard my wife orgasm but she later denied it.
Presumably she passed the inspection because in three more days our doorbell rang and we met the man we’d be paying our reparations to. We’d received a call the night before from the bureau giving us our final instructions. The children were to be sent away for a week. He’d be arriving at 1 pm sharp. We were expected to answer the door nude, the both of us. We also had one last minute option to back out by paying the fine and being done with it. We didn’t have the money which meant my wife was going to pay on her back with her pussy. The call also reminded us that any failure on our part to comply with the demands of the man coming to meet us could result in fines, imprisonment, forced breeding, or castration.
That night we cried a little together and held each other, but didn’t sleep much. I’d tried to get her off with oral but she wasn’t interested after trying to orgasm for half an hour. With fear and uncertainty filling our hearts, the time till his arrival flew by. Every time we looked at the clock somehow it was hours closer. And then we couldn’t take the pressure any longer we heard a knock at the door. Opening the door, the man we would both come to call Black Daddy strolled into our home like he owned the place.
He was tall, muscular, and thin. His hair was short, his shoulders broad and his voice deep and commanding. He snapped his fingers and commanded us to our knees in his presence. He grinned and eyed us up. “I sure do love white people on their knees. Especially white boys. You two are going to be my fuck toys for the next week. Especially you, white girl. That pussy gonna need black dick after this week I promise you that. Now, you white folks know how this works. I spend a week fucking you and your Reparations are considered paid for the year. It repeats four times, one week a year, and your debt is cleared. Understand?”
The both of us nodded at him, unsure if we should or could speak. That wasn’t good enough for him. “When I ask you a question I expect you to answer with your voices, and address me as Black Daddy.” He grinned, and asked “understand?”
“Yes Black Daddy,” we answered in unison.
“Now what neither of you may know is that happens if wifey here gets knocked up by my black snake. Do you know white boy?” He grinned smugly.
“No Black Daddy,” I shook my head. All of a sudden I liked this even less.
“What happens if wifey there gets black bred, which she gonna. She becomes my wifey until she delivers my baby, those fat white titties gonna feed my black baby. Whatchu think about that whiteboy?”
“Now wait just a minute god damn it,” I shot to my feet. My ridiculous caged penis rattling as I stood. It’s hard to look threatening nude and caged, especially when the one you’re confronting is bigger and stronger than you. “We didn’t agree to that! Why the fuck would we agree to that?”
Black Daddy grinned a cold angry smile. “Whiteboy I suggest you get back on your knees before I put you there. Besides, disobeying me earns wifey here another week of black pole. You sure you wanna test me whiteboy? I bet wifey would love another week!” Turning pale, I quickly sank back to my knees as he continued, “you’re welcome to review the specifics of the reparations act online. You’ll see it’s there. To protect the baby I put in your wifey she’s mine for one year. Reparations week becomes reparations year and I spend the whole time hollowing her out. Legally I become her husband while you become her cuck husband. Still married…. Kinda. You spend a year listening to wifey take my meat while you enjoy chastity and clean up duty. Now you don’t like it, you can bring it up with your Bureau case worker.” His smile grew chillier still.
“But I don’t think it’ll help. The judge is a close personal friend of mine and he is a big fan of whiteboy mouths and butts. You’d have met him anyway when he checks in a couple days, but we can call him sooner if you like? Tell me…. should I call him? You in a hurry to suck a big black cock? To get fucked like wifey here about to?”
Stunned I could only shake my head, “no Black Daddy. Don’t call him”. Then with another of his evil smiles he’s started to undress. His body was long and lean and muscled. And when his pants dropped I heard my wife gasp beside me.
Black Daddy chuckled, “just you wait white girl till it’s hard.” Stroking his cock to life he looked at me, “now whiteboy, crawl over here and kiss my balls really nice. I want to to kiss each nut and wish my black sperm good luck finding a white egg to breed.” I started to object and he sprang towards me and slapped me across the face with a steel hand. “Whiteboy, that is the last disobedience I will take from you. One more peep or failure to move instantly and not only will I officially contact the Bureau and sanction you with another week of reparations. But I will also contact the judge, and we will beat you to till you beg for black cock to suck. Now do what you’re told and kiss my big black balls.”
With no choice but to obey I crawl forward and planted a kiss on each ball. To my horror he used his phone to snap pictures as I did so. His massive half hard cock resting on my face as I planted a kiss on his balls. “That’s a great picture of you whiteboy. I may get that enlarged, it’d look nice hanging over your bed dontcha think? Now wish my sperm luck in breeding wifey there.”
“Good luck sperm” I said humiliated. I knew my wife was watching as this unfolded. She’d never look at me the same way again.
“Ok white folk, lead me to the bed. Let’s get the show on the road.” He followed us up the stairs trailing after my nude wife. I could hear him slapping her ass and telling her crude things about it. Once in the room he ordered my wife onto the bed and me beside the bed. “Whiteboy tell your wife to get on her back and spread her legs. Tell her it’s time she got fucked by a real man.”
I sighed loudly and said flatly “honey get on your back and spread your legs. It’s time you fuck a real man.” My wife quietly complied and spread her legs for him. He looked at her nude body and stroked his cock to full size. It was huge. Almost a foot long and as thick as my wrist. But for the children that came out of her a couple years before, I’d have thought it would never fit inside her.
“Look how wet she is whiteboy. I think wifey is excited to take my black meat.” He reached down and rubbed her wet slit with his dark fingers. She was dripping wet there was no denying that. He held his fingers up my face and told me to hold still, then rubbed it around my nose. “There, one last reminder of what wifeys pussy is like. Now grab my dick boy and stick it in your wife.”
I groaned but complied, it was hard and hot and heavy in my hand. And I knew he was smiling at me while I did so. All I could see was the look of shame on my wife’s face while I put another man inside her. God help me I lined up his huge head with my wife’s pussy. He pushed me aside, “sit back and watch whiteboy. Watch me take your wife as reparations. After this she’s gon be a queen of spades. Nothing but dark meat for this slut. Ain’t that that right wifey?”
“Yes black Daddy” my wife agreed sullenly. I could tell she didn’t want to enjoy it but she was excited. I was watching his huge cock slide across the outside of her slit. He moved his cock up and down. Each movement spread her pussy lips apart. He pressed forward and she moaned. "Oohhh!" His cock head went in. It was already already shiny with her juices. He took it out and pushed it in again. She was in heaven. Every nerve in her pussy now lit up. He pushed his cock deeper this time. Her right hand suddenly held his left arm. "Slowly!" she whispered. "You're so big!" The breathy aroused way she said it was a dagger into my heart.
He smiled knowingly. He pulled out and I could see her pussy refused to let it go. He pushed it in again slowly and deeper this time. Her head fell back and her mouth gaped open, she looked dazed. Clearly she was enjoying how his cock slowly stretched her love tunnel. More and more inches disappeared into her pussy. Halfway, she came wildly. Body convulsing around his cock. While she thrashed he gave me a knowing grin then turned to her and started kissing her lips. After resisting for a few seconds, she eventually started kissing back. There on our marital bed, she was kissing him having just cum on his cock.
At some point during the kiss he went all the way inside her. He was now fucking her with long hard piston like strokes. She wasn’t resisting at all any more. Her legs had wrapped around his thin hips and her hands grasped his arms. The kisses went on and on while I watched mesmerized as his huge pole took my wife. “Oh fuck I’m coming!” she yelled her legs flailing as her body shook. Black Daddy stopped fucking immediately. My wife wailed in despair, “no please don’t stop!” She’d asked him to keep fucking her. I wanted to cry. I was both devastated and incredibly turned on watching the scene in front of me.
Black Daddy said to my wife, “I keep going I’m gonna cum in you. Put my black baby in you. Whatchu want white girl? You wanna cum on my black meat and carry my baby? Or you wanna stop now?” He slowly and carefully kept pumping into her. Not enough to push her over the edge, but enough to keep her there. My wife just froze with indecision, unable to choose. “Be a good white girl. Tell me you want my black baby. Tell your whiteboy too.”
My wife moaned hovering right on the edge as he slowly pumped his massive cock and and out of her. He leaned down and started licking and sucking at her neck as he fucked her. I heard him whisper something but I didn’t hear what. My wife groaned loudly, “ oh god please let me cum. Do it. Cum in me. Give me your baby!”
“Tell hubby you want my baby, tell him how much you need my black meat.” He said pumping in and out of her. His body dominating hers and filling her over and over with dark hard dick.
“Fuck yes I need it. I want your baby, please let me cum. I need your big black dick.” She pulled his face to her and kissed him again as he sped up inside her. Almost immediately she started orgasming underneath him. Her pussy trembling around his pole as it slid in and out. With a load groan into her mouth, he started cumming into her pussy. I watched his huge balls draw up as he shot his seed into her. Over and over they constricted, emptying themselves into my white wife. Her unprotected eggs were his for the taking, she’d asked for it. Begged for his baby.
As the sex abated he stayed on top of her for a long time, he cock softening slightly inside her. They didn’t stop kissing though. The room was filled with the sounds of their mouths. The smell of their coupling. I knew she’d never be mine again in that moment, but didn’t want to admit it to myself. Then with a contented sigh, he rolled off her and lay next to her. He ran his hands over her body and her breasts and called me up onto the bed. He used his phone to unlock my cock cage, something I wasn’t able to do with my app. Stroke your cock and look at my cum leaking out of wifey here.
As the cage fell off me I wanted, no needed to cum. I immediately started stroking myself. Kneeling there between her legs on the bed, looking at what he’d done. Her pussy was an angry red, swollen, and leaking a huge stream of his cum. I couldn’t believe how much he’d put in there. Staring at the massive amount of cum leaking out of my wife, I rapidly stroked my hard cock. Black Daddy chuckled at me. “Im not calling you whiteboy anymore. We’re both calling you baby dick from now on. Ain’t that right baby?” He said kissing her again.
“Yes I’ll call him baby dick,” my wife agreed a little too easily. “I mean look at it.” I was horrified at her abuse of me but didn’t stop stroking. Burning with shame and need, I was already so close.
“Baby dick, thank me for breeding your wife for you.” Black Daddy waggled his cock at me while speaking. Soft he was still bigger than me hard.
“Thank you black Daddy for…” and I came. All over the sheets in front of me. A huge load for me pulsed out over and over.
“Shit baby dick, you made a mess. Better clean that up, don’t want that mess near my woman do we?” He pointed at the splatter I’d left. “Use your mouth. Clean it up. Black cum goes in your wife. White cum either goes in your mouth or the trash.” Like a good little cuck I licked up the mess I’d made. They both watched intently while I humiliated myself. When I was done I looked up, they were kissing again.
“I got one more job for you baby dick”. He handed me my cage which I put back on. “Some of my sperm has leaked out of my woman here. Since Black Lives Matter, you’re gonna help them find an egg. Use your nose and push my cum back inside her.” God help me but I did. Used my nose to move the semen leaking out of her back into her pussy. He made me sing a song while I did it.
“Black spermies need white eggs, swim swim swim. Black spermies love white eggs, swim swim swim.” Over and over like I was singing to a child. Maybe I was. I wasn’t sure at the time. But by the time he had me stop, his cum coated my face. He had my wife use her finger to scrape it into my mouth. I had to thank him for the snack. Afterwards he had my wife watch as I cleaned his cock with my tongue. He made her film it with his phone. When he got hard again they fucked again. Over and over and over. He came in her 6 times that first day. Each time I had to do my thing and push the seed back in and clean him up. I was in hell and the week had just begun. That night around midnight I fell sleep straining in my cage, listening to the bed springs creak as he fucked her.
- Next: Chapter 02
