INTERRACIAL Gary "The Cuck" Clark Part 1
About 2 years ago, my wife Marci and I were watching a movie about a Black guy who was having an affair with a white married woman. It was a great show and I told Marci that most all of my sexual fantasies involved her and numerous well-hung Black men. To say the least, she was not too impressed. She wasn't mad but she let me know that pigs would fly before my fantasy would ever be fulfilled. At the time Marci was 30, pretty and sexy with a Bikini figure, even though she was still getting back in shape from having our ******** Lori a year before. She was 5'10" with long "dirty" blond hair. She had the smoothest milky white skin I have ever seen and not a blemish anywhere, not even a tan line. Living in Portland, OR takes care of the tan line problem. I have always been a leg and ass man and that is what caught my eye when I first met Marci. She has a great ass and long slender legs that look as good as the models' legs on the Haines commercials. My fantasy about seeing her with black men had really began with my first wife. Just the thought of watching some Black guy using my wife like a slut has always been a guaranteed hard on.
I was checking my e-mail one day and an Internet buddy had sent me a great interracial site link. What was better than the pics was an article on "How to turn your wife into a Whore for Black Cock". Just the title of the article was enough for me to decided to take their advice and put my plan to action. I didn't care how long it would take; my sweet wife Marci would become a "Whore for Black Cock".
I started renting movies that mostly featured Blacks on Blonds. She liked the movies and whenever we had sex after watching one I would make sure that the sex was awesome. I got her to loosen up a little and we did some role-playing with her pretending that she was getting it on with a Black guy instead of me. I would fuck her doggie style, talk dirty to her and treat her like a slut. She liked that better than the movies and she started having multiple orgasms. Within a month or two, it became something we did every time we had sex. Not only that, but we were having sex more than ever. The sex was great but what made it even more exciting was knowing that it would not be long before I would see a big Black cock buried deep in her hot tight cunt.
Marci & I had decided that she should be a "stay at home" Mom until Lori started school. We really didn't need the money and Marci liked taking a leave from work as a Paralegal but she was getting a little bored with nothing to do. She told me one day that she was having daytime fantasies about "you know what" and I came up with an idea for her. The Internet. I set her down at the computer and pulled up a search engine. I let the engine pull up some sites that I already knew and made it look like we were searching together. Within an hour she was introduced to the "Green Guy" web site a few interracial sites and a couple of Cyber Sex chat rooms. Everything a Girl would need.
Every evening when I came home from work, I would check her history to see where she had been. I didn't say anything to her about the computer because I didn't want to make it look like I was pushing her and she didn't know that the computer would record her activities. I thought that I would let nature take its course and sure enough, after a week or so, she was racking up the hits the interracial sites. Next came the Cyber Sex chat rooms. She called herself "Jade". I could log on from work and watch my wife "Cyber Fuck" like the best of them. She never knew it, but I fucked "Jade" a couple of times myself.
My plan was working better than I had hoped and decided to move to the next phase. "A live Black cock for Marci". I didn't have the nerve to just walk up to some Black guy and say, "Hey Dude, want to fuck my wife"? I figured a lot of Black guys would take that as a racial thing and beat the crap out of me. I decided to place an advertisement on a couple of swinger sites and within a day, three different Black guys responded. I talked to all three and decided on a divorced guy named Bill who lived about 30 miles away. He was about the same age as Marci, which was about 10 years younger than I was. He was a "suit and tie" kind of guy, athletic, friendly, safe and sported a fat 9" tool. He was exactly what I had envisioned to be the first Black guy to fuck my wife.
Marci was still not a sure thing by any stretch but it would be just a matter of time before she would "cave" with a little seducing by Bill. I told Bill that he & I should become "best" friends because, sooner or later, Marci would be "ready" and when she was, she would be his to do with as he pleased. I showed him some photos of Marci and in an instant he was my new "best" friend. Bill and I would go out for beers after work at a local sports bar. The place would be packed with a lot of guys watching the games on the big screens, and none of them had a clue as to what was going on at the table with the white guy drinking beer with a Black guy. It was quite a turn on sitting there with Bill discussing the old fine sport of "wife fucking".
I told Marci about Bill for a couple of weeks before I introduced them. I told her that he was a friend and left out the fact that he was Black until she met him. She was hitting the interracial sites as much as ever and I knew that she would not be able to just think about Bill as a friend. Bill started coming over after work a couple of times a week to visit. I arranged to be late from time to time so that they would be alone and give Bill a chance to work his charm without me being present. Bill arrived at the house one evening knowing that I wouldn't be home for another 30 minutes. Marci let him in and told him that I wasn't home yet and that he could wait. She went into the kitchen and was working at the sink. Bill walked up behind her and put his hand on her hip while he was talking to her. She didn't seem to mind so he let his hand slide down a little lower and copped a feel. She pretended not to notice. Bill told me when I got home that we were nearing the time of Marci's introduction to Black Cock.
That night when we were having sex, and she was pretending that I was a Black guy, I told her to think of me as Bill. I think that is what made the difference, because as soon as I said it, she started to have an orgasm and screamed, "Fuck me Bill, give me that big Black cock". Afterward, we were lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep. I pulled her up close to me and I told her again how I would like to watch her fuck a Black man and if she really wanted Bill to "give her his big Black cock", I would arrange it. She looked at me and said that she loved me.
She didn't say no! That was her way of saying she was ready! I told her that I loved her more than she could know and that whatever happened was my idea and that it was what I wanted. She told me that she wasn't sure if Bill would do it. "Are you kidding?" I said. I told her that Bill had told me how sexy she was and how he would want to make love to her. Then she nailed me right between the eyes. "Gary" she said, I don't want him to make love to me. I want him to fuck me like a slut. That IS what you want isn't it?" Then she said, "Yes I'm kidding! Do you think that I don't know what you two have been up to? You've been manulipting me for months to get me to fuck Black men. The thought had never entered my mind until you planted it there and nurtured it. It worked, congratulations dear, you are going to get your wish. I just hope you have thought through this because once I get fucked, there is no changing it. If you want to go through with this I have some terms." (The paralegal in her was speaking)
"I will do it once and if I don't like it, it's over and we don't talk about it ever again. On the other hand, If I like fucking other men, which I think will be the case, I will still be your wife but I am going to fuck anyone I like and you are going to enjoy it whether you like it or not. The final decision is yours Dear!"
I called Bill.
I set it up for the following Saturday night. It was 6 days away, but I wanted to take all week to get ready. Both Bill and I were off all weekend and my sister, Brenda, agreed to watch Lori for the weekend. I took Marci out shopping for some "slut" outfits. We hit Victoria Secrets for the stockings and undergarments. It took five other stores to find the super short skirts and tight blouses. What a turn on that was, buying clothing for my wife that she would wear for another man. Marci told me on the way home that, to make it better, we should abstain from sex for the rest of the week. She told me that it would be just as hard for her because she was thinking about what was coming as much as I was. I doubted that.
Saturday morning I got up early and mowed the lawn. I was so nervous my hands were shaking so I decided to do something physical just to calm down. About noon, I took Lori over to my kid sister's house. Brenda was 33, a single "Soccer Mom" raising 16-year-old twin girls. Karen and Susie Ann. Brenda had gotten pregnant in High School and married her boyfriend Rick. Rick took off with his secretary when the twins were nine and left Brenda with nothing. She put herself thru school and was now working for a high tech company with stock options that would take care of her for life. Rick was really stupid. The twins were 5'9" but Brenda was only 5'4" and really tiny. She made up for her size in the fact that she was stacked. Rick used to joke that Brenda may not weigh much but she was all T & A. Brenda wore her brunette hair short and liked to wear tight fitting Levis and tennis shoes. Marci told me one day as Brenda was walking ahead of us with her twins, that Brenda looked like the girls' kid sister instead of mine. Brenda dated a lot of different guys and had a bit of a reputation of being "hot to trot" after having a couple of drinks. She was having too much fun playing the field than to even consider getting married again. I told Brenda that I would pick up Lori Sunday afternoon when we returned from our romantic weekend at the coast.
When I got back to the house, Marci was waiting for me and asked me which outfit looked best. We tried different combinations until I found the one that really said, "Fuck Me". It was a tight white silk blouse, very low cut, a red print jersey skirt that just covered her butt cheeks, a white garter belt with white nylons and white high heel shoes. No bra or panties. When I told her that I didn't want anything getting in the way of Bill's cock and her cunt, she got so hot that she started getting wet. Actually, she was getting very wet. I made a mental note to take along a couple of towels for the leather seat in the Lexus.
When it was time to start getting ready, I poured a bath for Marci. I used some of the perfume that I bought for her on our anniversary. I put on some soft music, lit a few candles, put her in the tub, and bathed her. While I was washing her hair she almost fell asleep. How could she be so calm this close to getting her cunt fucked by Bill's Black cock? While she was sitting on the edge of the tub drying her hair she asked me to shave her pussy. "What!" I said. "All sluts have shaved cunts," she said smiling at me. (They also had tattoos but that would have to wait.) I took my time shaving her and she told me how Bill would appreciate what I was doing for him. She told me to kiss it because the next time I kissed it, it would be full of his cum. I thought at the time she was joking with me. She was teasing me and loving every moment. The more she teased the hotter and wetter she got.
I perfumed her and dressed her. (I would have done her hair and makeup, but It wouldn't have looked as good as she did it.) As I was hooking her nylons she told me that she felt like a sacrifice. Nothing could have been closer to the truth. My virgin wife was being sacrificed to a great Black cock.
We left for Bill's house. I called and told him that we were a little early. No problem for Bill. "The sooner, the better" he said. He knew from our conversations at the Sport's bar what I wanted. He had had other white wives in the past and he also knew what Marci wanted and needed. Condoms would not be required. Marci had her tubes tied when Lori was born so getting pregnant wasn't a worry. That wasn't the main reason condoms would not be used. I wanted to see Marci covered in Bill's cum. I had a dream years ago where Marci was nude and getting gangbanged by four Black guys all at the same time. She had a cock in her mouth, one in her hand, one in her cunt and one up her ass. In the dream, she saw me watching. The Black guys disappeared and she came walking toward me. In the dim light I could see cum running down her legs and there was a thin silver line of cum running from the corner of her mouth. She came to me and pressed her lips on mine and began to make love to me. I could taste cum on her lips and in her mouth. Then I woke up and found that I had cum all over myself. I wanted this dream to come true and it was now within reach.
It was a half hour drive to Bill's house. We didn't say much on the way over except for Marci stating how she "couldn't believe that I was actually driving her to another man's house so he could fuck her." I couldn't believe it either. When we pulled up in front of Bill's I asked her if she still wanted to go in. She said, "I will go anywhere you want to take me." Then she leaned over and kissed me. Marci had never been very submissive, but that kiss said it all. She was not only ready for Bill, but a gangbang with a football team would have been in order. At that moment, she would submit to anything I wanted!
Bill lived in a condo on the third floor overlooking the river. It was a nice place but I am not much into climbing three flights of stairs to get home. I led Marci by the hand to the bottom of the first staircase and she stepped in front of me and started up ahead of me. She looked and smelled great and she knew it. She knew what was waiting for her three flights up and all of a sudden she had a "bounce" to her step and was telling me to "get moving old man". She was a slut on the prowl with no panties on and made sure that I got to see her cunt with each step. She would even bend over every few steps and tease me even more. When we got to Bill's door, SHE rang the bell.
"Damn, you look good enough to eat" Bill said to Marci. She strutted past him and ran her finger under his chin. "I hope you are really hungry," she said back to him. I thought I would burst. My heart was pumping triple time and things began to spin. "You look like you could use a drink Gary", said Bill. I sat down on the sofa while Bill poured me a double JD. "There is more in the bar, help yourself. I plan on being a little to busy with Marci to be much of a host."
Bill was wearing a black tight fitting t-shirt and tan Dockers. I never noticed how buffed he was until now. He shaved his head and it made him look like someone you didn't want to mess with. Not the case with Marci. She wanted to mess with him in a big way. She was leaning against the bar with a drink of her own. The skirt she was wearing just covered the bottom of her ass but not the top of her stockings. God she looked fantastic. What a whore! If she wanted to look like she wasn't interested in getting fucked, it wasn't working. She was giving herself away as her nipples were like rocks and sticking out thru the tight silk blouse. Bill knew this cunt was a sure thing and wouldn't need any foreplay. He walked over to her put an arm around her waist and pulled her up tight against him and put his tongue in her mouth and kissed her hard. She didn't resist in the slightest. He moved his other hand to her ass cheek where he grabbed a hand full and squeezed hard. As he took hold of her ass he let go of her waist and moved his hand to her breast. There she was, in the arms of a Black man with his tongue in her mouth and hands on her tits and ass. Her arms went up around his big thick neck and like a slut, the fucking Bitch spread her legs apart so that Bill's muscular thigh could move up against her cunt. She began to move her hips up and down against his leg, rubbing her cunt against him. Then she raised her right knee up to his waist so that her cunt would be is fully ******* to him. My dick was getting so hard watching this it would have broken if I had bumped it on anything.
Bill moved his hand from her ass directly to her cunt where he wasted no time in inserting a couple of fingers. She moaned as he finger fucked her and she bucked her hips against his hand to get his fingers in deeper. Bill moved back from her and told me "she's hotter n' hell Gary, would you like me to fuck her for you?" Before I could answer, Marci jumped in with "Duh, that's why were here Bill, you were going to show me what it's like to be fucked by a Black cock, that is if you can get it up and you can figure out what to do with it."
That's when things got a little scary. Marci had Bill just where she wanted him. Pissed! Bill moved his hands to the front of her blouse and ripped it off of her. He did the same with her skirt. She was standing there just in her nylons and garter belt. He pushed her to her knees and unzipped his fly. As he began pulling out his cock, I became aware of the reality of what was going on. In a second or two, that big Black cock would be in her mouth. She glanced at me while at the same time taking the cock in her hand and, like she had been sucking it all of her life, placed the huge swollen purple head in her mouth and started sucking. As she sucked and licked his cock, she stared at me and moaned. I saw her hand go down to her cunt and she rubbed her clit as she sucked Bill's great cock. She never took her eyes off me and except to close them. She was taking that monster cock deep in her throat and was jacking him off at the same time. Bill was saying things like "that's it, suck that Black cock you fucking whore". The more names he called her the more she liked it and just like that, she had her first orgasm. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and a long strand of pre-cum was hanging in the air. She had more pre-cum in and on her mouth than I cum in a whole load.
I am glad I picked Bill. He was an experienced White Wife Fucker and knew what to do. I was so out of it that I didn't remember taking my pants off. I was sitting there wearing only my shirt with my dick in my hand.
Bill reached down and jerked Marci up from the floor and dragged her over to the sofa where I was sitting. He literally thru her over the back of the sofa next to me and got down on his knees and began to eat her pussy from the back. I thought she was going to come again the way she was moaning. She looked over at me, reached out and pulled my face up to hers and kissed me. She moved her lips around on mine to make sure that I got a good taste of Bill's pre-cum. She pulled away, smiled and said, "There is a lot more where that came from lover boy."
Bill stood up and placed his huge swollen cock on the crack of her ass. It looked a hell of a lot bigger than 9". Marci knew what was next. She started moving her hips back and forth trying to speed up the inevitable. She wanted it bad. Bill moved the end of his saliva and pre-cum coated cock to her cunt and slowly inserted the tip into the tight opening. (I am five inches long and fairly think. Marci has always said that I have a great dick but a great dick is not a cock. There is a difference.) Bill was still pissed at Marci and he showed no mercy as he plunged it the rest of the way in. Marci screamed and made some motion to get away, but she was pinned in and unable to move even an inch. Bill had given her the "big one" all the way to the hilt. He withdrew it a couple of inches and gave it to her again and again. She wasn't screaming now. She was panting and moving her legs further apart. Bill was holding on to Marci's ass and started pumping and fucking her hard enough to make that unmistakable sound of his belly slapping against her ass. Marci was chanting "fuck me you bastard, give me that Black cock" and with each stroke she arched her back and raised her ass so she could take in every millimeter of Bill's rock hard ebony shaft. It was only a few minutes and Marci had her second orgasm. The sight of that Black cock disappearing into her cunt over and over and the contrast of his black torso against her milk white skin was incredible. Both of them were working hard and their skin gleamed from perspiration. Bill stopped pumping, he was getting close to getting off and needed to slow down, but Marci started moving her cunt back and forth on Bill's cock, milking it for all it was worth. Bill had her long hair in his hands and was standing still. He wasn't fucking her and longer. She had taken over and she was fucking him. Marci, my sweet, lovely, and faithful wife had become a fucking whore for Black cock.
Bill pulled out, much to her disappointment, and took her over to the sofa where I was sitting. Bill sat on the other end of the sofa and had Marci get on top with her back to me. I had the view of a lifetime. Just two feet away from my face was my wife's beautiful cunt sliding up and down on this hard Black cock. I couldn't decide if I wanted to join them or just sit and watch. I decided to watch.
After awhile Gary asked me what I thought about doing a "69-Three Way". Not having a clue what he meant I said "sure, why not". Gary had me lay on my back and then had Marci get on top of me for a 69. I told her not to suck my dick, as I wouldn't make it to the 8-second buzzer. She shoved her cunt in my face and began to move her pussy against my mouth as I licked her cunt. I really liked eating her to orgasm and was thinking I would get the chance when Bill moved behind her and pulled her ass up a few inches away from my face. Then I realized what a "69-Three Way" was. He shoved his still hard cock into her cunt and told me to keep eating her. It wasn't that easy with his cock plunging back and forth and her meeting him half way. I watched that black cock fuck my wife from about 2 inches away and not being able to control myself, I shoved my mouth and tongue up against her cunt and his cock. I could feel his cock moving between my lips. Every so often Bill would intentionally let his cock slip out of her cunt and it would go into my mouth. At first I was a little taken back by it but that lasted about one half of a second. I took it in my mouth and sucked it just like Marci did.
Bill was ready to cum and, just like the forth of July fireworks, he gave Marci the Grand Finale. He was a true athlete and fucked her hard and fast until she came again. I was still eating both of them when Bill exploded deep in her cunt. Bill kept pumping as he was filling her and it seemed like a quart of cum was leaking around the edges of her pussy. Marcy was getting off at the same time and it didn't help matters. Bill pulled his cum covered cock out and let drop on my face. I took it in my mouth and licked it clean. Bill was backing away when Marci lowered her cunt onto my mouth. She reminded me of what she had told me earlier. "Now eat it," she said. I started licking and it seemed that there would be no end to the fluids that were covering my face. I had eaten her to orgasm many times and knew the taste of her sex. Now with this added taste of another man's cum mixed with my wife's scent, and all that I had seen, I lost it and shot my load all over Marci's breasts.
All of us had a good laugh about that while we rested and had a couple more drinks. All of us were naked except for Marci's stockings. I was sitting in a big overstuffed chair, Bill was sitting on the sofa and Marci was sitting on the floor at feet of her Black lover. She looked quite natural sitting there with her feet and lower legs under her. She was leaning against Bill's leg and looking totally submissive, seduced, satisfied and recently fucked. She told me that she hoped that I liked the scent of other men's cum on her breath and in her pussy because it was going to be a regular activity in the Clark house from now on. She also told me that she had planned to fuck Bill behind my back if I hadn't brought it up.
The night ended for me when she told me to go on home because she would be spending the night in Bill's bed doing anything he wanted. Marci promised me that she would let me eat her and fuck her when she got home if she wasn't too sore.
I got home and went to bed. I didn't sleep at all. My mind was racing with the visions I had witnessed and what I could imagine was happening now. I jerked off about 6 times before I heard a car in the drive way about 10 the next morning. Bill dropped Marci off and did not even walk her to the door. He was treating her like a slut. At least he didn't make her walk home. She was dressed in a pair of old sweats Bill gave her. She didn't have much on when we went over last night and Bill had torn her clothes off of her in his lust. Marci was limping and it was clear that Bill had actually fucked her till she couldn't walk. She told me that after swallowing about 6 loads of Bill's cum, she has developed a taste for it; she also had become an expert in anal sex. She never liked to have me cum in her mouth and fucking her in the ass was out of the question. Bill had not just fucked her for his pleasure; he was training her to be the total slut I desired her to be.
"Coffee", I asked. "You bet, and keep it coming", she replied. We sat there for a time without talking and she asked me, "Well, I am dying to find out. Was I enough of a slut for you?" "Did you enjoy last night dear?" "Absolutely" I replied. "I had a great time and you were perfect." She moved closer to me and said, "I'm not sure where the fantasy and role playing ends and the real "slut" stuff begins. I guess I really am a slut whore because I loved every minute and if you liked it too then we can have a lot of fun with this lifestyle. I agreed with her, pulled her close and kissed her. I wondered how long the scent would stay.
As I was leaving to pick up Lori, Marci asked me to have Brenda call her when she was alone so Marci could tell her about Bill. "What? I said. "You can't tell Brenda anything about this." "I have to Gary", she said, "Bill wants to meet her." My mouth dropped to my chest. How did Bill find out about Brenda? I had never mentioned her name to him. "What is going on Marci?" I asked. "Its like this Gary," she said. "Bill told me that if I introduce him to other white women, then he will introduce you and I to his Black friends. Some of these guys have even bigger cocks than Bill does." I was getting pissed. "So you give him my little sister to fuck so you can fuck other Black guys with big cocks?" "Yes, she said. Brenda is a grown woman and if she wants to fuck Bill then it's her business. " That was true but she was my little sister, even if she was over 30 years old.
Then she added, "I guess I had better tell you something else. Bill wants to meet Sandy too." "Shit" I yelled. "My ********?" `No fucking way is that guy going to get near Sandy."
Sandy was my ******** from my first marriage. She lived with her mother in San Diego. Sandy had just graduated from High School and had been accepted to Portland State. She was moving in with us in about two weeks. Sandy was still 17 and was the typical Southern California beach bunny. She was 6"1", long blond hair, blue eyes and skin as tan as a bear. She had really long legs, big boobs and was total knock out. I used to kid her about how her name should have been Barbie. She looked just like the doll. Sandy had been up for a visit a month before and I couldn't get over how sexy she was. Sandy had matured into a woman without a man around the house and she liked to go around wearing only her bra and panties. Marci had told her that I was her father but I was still a man and that she needed to be a bit more modest. Her normal attire was not much better. Tight fitting shorts and a skimpy top was the uniform of the day. That would change with the Portland weather.
"No way am I going along with Bill fucking Sandy," I said. "Just a minute Buster", she exclaimed. "Need I remind you that it was I who helped Sandy get birth control pills at fifteen. Your little princess has been collecting sperm samples for two years and I assure you it isn't for Biology Class. And another thing, why is it OK for Bill and his friends to fuck me and not your sister or ********? What am I then?"
My mind was focused on another vision of my pretty ******** laying on her back with some Black guy on top fucking her for all she was worth. He was pumping his big cock into her 17-year-old pussy and she was enjoying it. I had another vision of my sister with a black cock in her mouth and one up her ass. I had to smile with that one. Brenda was small and in my imagination, the guy fucking her had a 10" cock and when he started walking away, Brenda was impaled on the end of his cock and he was carrying her on it.
Then I started coming to reality. "Marci, what the hell have I become? I can see myself dressing you, and the other two beautiful women in my life that I love, in slut clothes and perfumes and driving you in my car to deliver you to Bill and 6 or 8 of his friends so they can use you for their animalistic lust. Those men don't care about you for any other reason than to fuck you, use you like a pieces of meat and something to deposit there cum in. I'm getting a grip on the whole picture Marci. Bill fucked you and now he wants to fuck Brenda and Sandy." "What am I anyway, a MAN, or a WIMP that lets Black studs use the women he loves as slut whores?"
Marci didn't say anything for a while then said, "You may be right about what Bill thinks about me. That is the turn on. It's the pure sex, with all the taboo included that makes it sooo good. As far as Bill fucking me and wanting to fuck Brenda and Sandy, don't forget who started this. You are the one who turned me into a "Whore for Black Cock" as you call it, not Bill. I like it, I like it a lot and if Brenda and Sandy like it as much as I do, then you are doing them a disservice by not turning them into "Whores for Black Cock" as well. Either they will take to it like a Duck to water, or they will run from it without looking back. No one is holding a gun to their heads and believe me, once they have had a big, long, hard Black cock pumping way up in their belly and their cunt stretched beyond limits, and treated like a slut, they will be grateful to you forever. It sounds bizarre but it is the truth. One last thing you should think about. You know those 6 or 8 Black guys that you talked about fucking the three of us?" she asked. "Yes", I answered. "Well you know that they would probably make you watch them fuck us. If there were 6 or 8 of them and only 3 of us, they would probably take all night and who knows what disgusting things they could think of doing to us. And afterwards, I am sure they would make you clean up our cunts with your tongue. You probably wouldn't like to eat out Brenda and Sandy's cunts would you? Licking Black cum out of your 17-year-old ********'s cunt would be a terrible thing to be forced to do, right Gary? In fact, I can guarantee you that they will make you do that. I can also predict that they will make you clean them up too. Those are just some things to think about Gary while you make up your mind."
"I have made up my mind. I want you to get dressed and go pick up Lori. Talk to Brenda tonight and introduce her to Bill as soon as you can arrange it." I said. "And what are you going to do" she asked. "I am going to call Sandy and see if she can get that hot little ass of hers up here earlier. Tell Bill to start calling his friends. Were going to have a good time." I said.
Marci walked to the bedroom to shower and noticed that the computer monitor was on. As she was switching it off she was thinking that it had taken over two years to cuckold Gary. She started by renting any movie that had Black men and white women together. Her plan was perfect. Once he got the idea that he could turn her into a slut, he was hooked. It had to be his idea. That way, no matter what happened, she was in the clear. Gary had thought he was pretty smart with the computer. He was not interested in the computer classes she was taking before Lori was born. Computer classes Gary. Hello!
Marci had craved Black cock for years. She had met a Black stud on a singles cruse three years before meeting Gary. He had fucked her very well. In fact, they spent the entire 7 days in his cabin. He taught her how to properly suck Black cock. She had never forgotten him or his wonderful cock. She had not told Gary about her past lovers. He never asked. But it was something that she thought about almost daily. There was no way she would cheat on Gary, her ****** was too important to her, and she loved Gary. She just needed some Black cock. The funny thing was that Gary had spent 2 years turning a Whore for Black Cock into a Whore for Black Cock. That web site that he had found with the article, "How to Turn Your Wife into a Whore for Black Cock" was E-mailed to him at work by Marci using a phony Hotmail account. Gary would have died if he knew that Marci was one of his Internet buddies. It was the same E-mail account that she had used for a couple of years to surf the net looking for interracial pics before Gary had set her up with her new account. What she never sent him was the cuckold sites. Gary didn't even know what a cuckold was.
She had covered her tracks well. Gary would never know. The only other person who knew was sworn to secrecy. Brenda was the one who told Marci about Gary's fantasy. Gary's X-wife had told Brenda while she was still married to Gary. That was a lot of the reason for the divorce. She couldn't be married to a man that would share her with other men. Stupid bitch. Don't knock it unless you have tried it.
Brenda already knew about Bill. Marci had told her all about him, everything that is except last night. She was excited about meeting Bill and trying his "dark meat" that she had heard about for so long. Brenda wasn't just a little "hot to trot" like Gary believed, she was a slut and loved cock. Any cock was OK as long as it was big and hot.
Both Brenda and Marci were looking forward to having Sandy there. She might be a little hard to turn-on to Black cock, but these two whores were bound and determined to get the job done and try some of sweet Sandy for themselves. Now that Gary was thinking he was behind getting Sandy fucked, it would be easier. Sharing Sandy with Bill and his friends and even Gary was fine as long as Brenda and Marci got some of that young stuff.
Bill was another story. Marci had thought that this was the best choice that Gary had made. What a stud he was and she probably would have cheated on Gary with Bill. After Marci had sent Gary home last night, Marci told Bill what she wanted and that she had some really hot white meat for him and his friends. All he had to do was to keep Marci well fucked and supplied with variety of good-looking Black men. Brenda didn't know it but Marci had told Bill about Karen and Susie Ann too. Hey, Brenda would go along with it as soon as she spent a few hours with Bill's big cock in her ass. The deal was too good for Bill. Marci and Brenda right away, Sandy in a couple of weeks and the twins Karen and Susie Ann in a month or so. All he had to do was line up some of his Black friends to keep Marci and Brenda fucked regular and he could have the younger bitches for what ever he wanted. Hell, he would have done it just for Marci, she was hotter than any white wife he had ever had. It looked like he would be arranging a lot of gangbangs and Marci told him that Gary wanted one next weekend. That was too cool. Marci also told him that Gary was running the show and that he would be delivering her and the girls to whoever needed them. The thing Marci wanted him to remember was that the Black guys had to make Gary watch and he had to clean up everyone with his tongue. Strange instructions coming from Marci and not Gary, Bill thought, but who the fuck cared. The other strange think was that Marci would not let Bill come in to the house on Sunday when he dropped her off. He would ask Gary about that some day if he remembered.
Marci finished her shower and was getting dressed to go over to Brenda's. As she was getting dressed, she automatically started to slip a pair of panties on and then stopped. "Gary is right," she thought to herself. Nothing should ever come between her cunt and Black cocks. She thru the panties back in the drawer and wondered how long she would be too sore to visit Bill.
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Part 2 Mrs. Gary Clark
The alarm was set to go off at 7am. Marci was already awake at 5:45 and was thinking about the weekend and the conversation she had with Brenda last evening. When Marci arrived at Brenda's house, Brenda met her at the door and was acting like a schoolgirl wanting to know how her date with the captain of the football team went and whether he kissed her goodnight. Marci told her everything and left nothing out. Brenda was just as interested in how Gary acted as she was in finding out how well Bill has serviced her friend. Next weekend was a definite GO. Brenda would experience for herself what Marci had described in finite detail. She had never been with a Black man. It wasn't because she didn't want to have sex with one; she just never had the chance. That was going to change and she was already feeling a tingling deep inside thinking about how there would be three or four men there to make sure she and her friend were well fucked. The thought of having Gary there watching and having to clean her up with his tongue was something she was wrestling with. He was her big brother and like a lot of young girls, she had the hots for him when she was in her teens. She thought those feelings were gone forever, but in the past few days she was starting to feel aroused when she thought about Gary with his face buried in her pussy. She had been with a lot of different men over the years and Brenda loved men, but she had never been with more than one man at a time. She did have sex with three different men in the same day once when she was dating a lot after her divorce. This would be a big jump from a black tie dinner date with a regular boyfriend to a Black Cock Gangbang, where she would be the object of all their attention. "Yes, it will be good for Gary to be there", she thought. She would be too scared to do something like that if she were alone, at least the first time anyway.
Marci got up and went into the kitchen. A teaspoon of Tasters Choice and a cup of water from the instant hot water unit that Gary installed for her and bingo! Coffee. Marci was standing at the sink sipping from her mug and looking out the window. All she had on was the long black t-shirt that Bill was wearing the other night. He wouldn't get it back. She took it because it smelled like Bill. Marci had read that male pheromones (androstenol/androstenone) from male sweat have a direct impact on female menstrual cycles and ovulation. She grabbed a handful of the shirt and pulled it up to her face and breathed in, millions of microscopic pheromone particles entered her body and began to do their work. She could smell his cock.
Marci walked back to the bedroom and was standing in the doorway looking at Gary. God she loved this man. He was sleeping; lying on his back on top of the covers, without his PJ's on and his dick was standing at attention. She wondered why men always have a hard-on in the morning. She thought of her ***. The two of them lived alone together when she was 18. Her mother had passed away a year earlier. She was always loosing her hairbrush and would sneak into her ***'s room to get to his bathroom and use his brush. One morning he was lying on his bed just like Gary was and had a huge hard-on. He was just about as hung as Bill was and she couldn't take her eyes off his cock. She stood there for what seemed like forever. Marci was sexually active to put it mildly and just couldn't get that big cock out of her mind. None of the boys that she dated had half of what her *** had and she wanted it. Besides, she had caught him peeking at her when she was sunbathing in the back yard without her top on. He had come home early and was watching her thru the blinds. She pretended that she didn't see him watching and put on a pretty good show. This would be better. Her *** worked swing shift and got home pretty late. She left the hall light on and her bedroom door open about half way. Her room was opposite her ***'s bedroom and it wouldn't be easy for him to get to his room without looking in hers. The head of her bed was against the far wall and she would lay on the bed nude. He would have a perfect view of her beautiful ass.
About 2 years ago, my wife Marci and I were watching a movie about a Black guy who was having an affair with a white married woman. It was a great show and I told Marci that most all of my sexual fantasies involved her and numerous well-hung Black men. To say the least, she was not too impressed. She wasn't mad but she let me know that pigs would fly before my fantasy would ever be fulfilled. At the time Marci was 30, pretty and sexy with a Bikini figure, even though she was still getting back in shape from having our ******** Lori a year before. She was 5'10" with long "dirty" blond hair. She had the smoothest milky white skin I have ever seen and not a blemish anywhere, not even a tan line. Living in Portland, OR takes care of the tan line problem. I have always been a leg and ass man and that is what caught my eye when I first met Marci. She has a great ass and long slender legs that look as good as the models' legs on the Haines commercials. My fantasy about seeing her with black men had really began with my first wife. Just the thought of watching some Black guy using my wife like a slut has always been a guaranteed hard on.
I was checking my e-mail one day and an Internet buddy had sent me a great interracial site link. What was better than the pics was an article on "How to turn your wife into a Whore for Black Cock". Just the title of the article was enough for me to decided to take their advice and put my plan to action. I didn't care how long it would take; my sweet wife Marci would become a "Whore for Black Cock".
I started renting movies that mostly featured Blacks on Blonds. She liked the movies and whenever we had sex after watching one I would make sure that the sex was awesome. I got her to loosen up a little and we did some role-playing with her pretending that she was getting it on with a Black guy instead of me. I would fuck her doggie style, talk dirty to her and treat her like a slut. She liked that better than the movies and she started having multiple orgasms. Within a month or two, it became something we did every time we had sex. Not only that, but we were having sex more than ever. The sex was great but what made it even more exciting was knowing that it would not be long before I would see a big Black cock buried deep in her hot tight cunt.
Marci & I had decided that she should be a "stay at home" Mom until Lori started school. We really didn't need the money and Marci liked taking a leave from work as a Paralegal but she was getting a little bored with nothing to do. She told me one day that she was having daytime fantasies about "you know what" and I came up with an idea for her. The Internet. I set her down at the computer and pulled up a search engine. I let the engine pull up some sites that I already knew and made it look like we were searching together. Within an hour she was introduced to the "Green Guy" web site a few interracial sites and a couple of Cyber Sex chat rooms. Everything a Girl would need.
Every evening when I came home from work, I would check her history to see where she had been. I didn't say anything to her about the computer because I didn't want to make it look like I was pushing her and she didn't know that the computer would record her activities. I thought that I would let nature take its course and sure enough, after a week or so, she was racking up the hits the interracial sites. Next came the Cyber Sex chat rooms. She called herself "Jade". I could log on from work and watch my wife "Cyber Fuck" like the best of them. She never knew it, but I fucked "Jade" a couple of times myself.
My plan was working better than I had hoped and decided to move to the next phase. "A live Black cock for Marci". I didn't have the nerve to just walk up to some Black guy and say, "Hey Dude, want to fuck my wife"? I figured a lot of Black guys would take that as a racial thing and beat the crap out of me. I decided to place an advertisement on a couple of swinger sites and within a day, three different Black guys responded. I talked to all three and decided on a divorced guy named Bill who lived about 30 miles away. He was about the same age as Marci, which was about 10 years younger than I was. He was a "suit and tie" kind of guy, athletic, friendly, safe and sported a fat 9" tool. He was exactly what I had envisioned to be the first Black guy to fuck my wife.
Marci was still not a sure thing by any stretch but it would be just a matter of time before she would "cave" with a little seducing by Bill. I told Bill that he & I should become "best" friends because, sooner or later, Marci would be "ready" and when she was, she would be his to do with as he pleased. I showed him some photos of Marci and in an instant he was my new "best" friend. Bill and I would go out for beers after work at a local sports bar. The place would be packed with a lot of guys watching the games on the big screens, and none of them had a clue as to what was going on at the table with the white guy drinking beer with a Black guy. It was quite a turn on sitting there with Bill discussing the old fine sport of "wife fucking".
I told Marci about Bill for a couple of weeks before I introduced them. I told her that he was a friend and left out the fact that he was Black until she met him. She was hitting the interracial sites as much as ever and I knew that she would not be able to just think about Bill as a friend. Bill started coming over after work a couple of times a week to visit. I arranged to be late from time to time so that they would be alone and give Bill a chance to work his charm without me being present. Bill arrived at the house one evening knowing that I wouldn't be home for another 30 minutes. Marci let him in and told him that I wasn't home yet and that he could wait. She went into the kitchen and was working at the sink. Bill walked up behind her and put his hand on her hip while he was talking to her. She didn't seem to mind so he let his hand slide down a little lower and copped a feel. She pretended not to notice. Bill told me when I got home that we were nearing the time of Marci's introduction to Black Cock.
That night when we were having sex, and she was pretending that I was a Black guy, I told her to think of me as Bill. I think that is what made the difference, because as soon as I said it, she started to have an orgasm and screamed, "Fuck me Bill, give me that big Black cock". Afterward, we were lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep. I pulled her up close to me and I told her again how I would like to watch her fuck a Black man and if she really wanted Bill to "give her his big Black cock", I would arrange it. She looked at me and said that she loved me.
She didn't say no! That was her way of saying she was ready! I told her that I loved her more than she could know and that whatever happened was my idea and that it was what I wanted. She told me that she wasn't sure if Bill would do it. "Are you kidding?" I said. I told her that Bill had told me how sexy she was and how he would want to make love to her. Then she nailed me right between the eyes. "Gary" she said, I don't want him to make love to me. I want him to fuck me like a slut. That IS what you want isn't it?" Then she said, "Yes I'm kidding! Do you think that I don't know what you two have been up to? You've been manulipting me for months to get me to fuck Black men. The thought had never entered my mind until you planted it there and nurtured it. It worked, congratulations dear, you are going to get your wish. I just hope you have thought through this because once I get fucked, there is no changing it. If you want to go through with this I have some terms." (The paralegal in her was speaking)
"I will do it once and if I don't like it, it's over and we don't talk about it ever again. On the other hand, If I like fucking other men, which I think will be the case, I will still be your wife but I am going to fuck anyone I like and you are going to enjoy it whether you like it or not. The final decision is yours Dear!"
I called Bill.
I set it up for the following Saturday night. It was 6 days away, but I wanted to take all week to get ready. Both Bill and I were off all weekend and my sister, Brenda, agreed to watch Lori for the weekend. I took Marci out shopping for some "slut" outfits. We hit Victoria Secrets for the stockings and undergarments. It took five other stores to find the super short skirts and tight blouses. What a turn on that was, buying clothing for my wife that she would wear for another man. Marci told me on the way home that, to make it better, we should abstain from sex for the rest of the week. She told me that it would be just as hard for her because she was thinking about what was coming as much as I was. I doubted that.
Saturday morning I got up early and mowed the lawn. I was so nervous my hands were shaking so I decided to do something physical just to calm down. About noon, I took Lori over to my kid sister's house. Brenda was 33, a single "Soccer Mom" raising 16-year-old twin girls. Karen and Susie Ann. Brenda had gotten pregnant in High School and married her boyfriend Rick. Rick took off with his secretary when the twins were nine and left Brenda with nothing. She put herself thru school and was now working for a high tech company with stock options that would take care of her for life. Rick was really stupid. The twins were 5'9" but Brenda was only 5'4" and really tiny. She made up for her size in the fact that she was stacked. Rick used to joke that Brenda may not weigh much but she was all T & A. Brenda wore her brunette hair short and liked to wear tight fitting Levis and tennis shoes. Marci told me one day as Brenda was walking ahead of us with her twins, that Brenda looked like the girls' kid sister instead of mine. Brenda dated a lot of different guys and had a bit of a reputation of being "hot to trot" after having a couple of drinks. She was having too much fun playing the field than to even consider getting married again. I told Brenda that I would pick up Lori Sunday afternoon when we returned from our romantic weekend at the coast.
When I got back to the house, Marci was waiting for me and asked me which outfit looked best. We tried different combinations until I found the one that really said, "Fuck Me". It was a tight white silk blouse, very low cut, a red print jersey skirt that just covered her butt cheeks, a white garter belt with white nylons and white high heel shoes. No bra or panties. When I told her that I didn't want anything getting in the way of Bill's cock and her cunt, she got so hot that she started getting wet. Actually, she was getting very wet. I made a mental note to take along a couple of towels for the leather seat in the Lexus.
When it was time to start getting ready, I poured a bath for Marci. I used some of the perfume that I bought for her on our anniversary. I put on some soft music, lit a few candles, put her in the tub, and bathed her. While I was washing her hair she almost fell asleep. How could she be so calm this close to getting her cunt fucked by Bill's Black cock? While she was sitting on the edge of the tub drying her hair she asked me to shave her pussy. "What!" I said. "All sluts have shaved cunts," she said smiling at me. (They also had tattoos but that would have to wait.) I took my time shaving her and she told me how Bill would appreciate what I was doing for him. She told me to kiss it because the next time I kissed it, it would be full of his cum. I thought at the time she was joking with me. She was teasing me and loving every moment. The more she teased the hotter and wetter she got.
I perfumed her and dressed her. (I would have done her hair and makeup, but It wouldn't have looked as good as she did it.) As I was hooking her nylons she told me that she felt like a sacrifice. Nothing could have been closer to the truth. My virgin wife was being sacrificed to a great Black cock.
We left for Bill's house. I called and told him that we were a little early. No problem for Bill. "The sooner, the better" he said. He knew from our conversations at the Sport's bar what I wanted. He had had other white wives in the past and he also knew what Marci wanted and needed. Condoms would not be required. Marci had her tubes tied when Lori was born so getting pregnant wasn't a worry. That wasn't the main reason condoms would not be used. I wanted to see Marci covered in Bill's cum. I had a dream years ago where Marci was nude and getting gangbanged by four Black guys all at the same time. She had a cock in her mouth, one in her hand, one in her cunt and one up her ass. In the dream, she saw me watching. The Black guys disappeared and she came walking toward me. In the dim light I could see cum running down her legs and there was a thin silver line of cum running from the corner of her mouth. She came to me and pressed her lips on mine and began to make love to me. I could taste cum on her lips and in her mouth. Then I woke up and found that I had cum all over myself. I wanted this dream to come true and it was now within reach.
It was a half hour drive to Bill's house. We didn't say much on the way over except for Marci stating how she "couldn't believe that I was actually driving her to another man's house so he could fuck her." I couldn't believe it either. When we pulled up in front of Bill's I asked her if she still wanted to go in. She said, "I will go anywhere you want to take me." Then she leaned over and kissed me. Marci had never been very submissive, but that kiss said it all. She was not only ready for Bill, but a gangbang with a football team would have been in order. At that moment, she would submit to anything I wanted!
Bill lived in a condo on the third floor overlooking the river. It was a nice place but I am not much into climbing three flights of stairs to get home. I led Marci by the hand to the bottom of the first staircase and she stepped in front of me and started up ahead of me. She looked and smelled great and she knew it. She knew what was waiting for her three flights up and all of a sudden she had a "bounce" to her step and was telling me to "get moving old man". She was a slut on the prowl with no panties on and made sure that I got to see her cunt with each step. She would even bend over every few steps and tease me even more. When we got to Bill's door, SHE rang the bell.
"Damn, you look good enough to eat" Bill said to Marci. She strutted past him and ran her finger under his chin. "I hope you are really hungry," she said back to him. I thought I would burst. My heart was pumping triple time and things began to spin. "You look like you could use a drink Gary", said Bill. I sat down on the sofa while Bill poured me a double JD. "There is more in the bar, help yourself. I plan on being a little to busy with Marci to be much of a host."
Bill was wearing a black tight fitting t-shirt and tan Dockers. I never noticed how buffed he was until now. He shaved his head and it made him look like someone you didn't want to mess with. Not the case with Marci. She wanted to mess with him in a big way. She was leaning against the bar with a drink of her own. The skirt she was wearing just covered the bottom of her ass but not the top of her stockings. God she looked fantastic. What a whore! If she wanted to look like she wasn't interested in getting fucked, it wasn't working. She was giving herself away as her nipples were like rocks and sticking out thru the tight silk blouse. Bill knew this cunt was a sure thing and wouldn't need any foreplay. He walked over to her put an arm around her waist and pulled her up tight against him and put his tongue in her mouth and kissed her hard. She didn't resist in the slightest. He moved his other hand to her ass cheek where he grabbed a hand full and squeezed hard. As he took hold of her ass he let go of her waist and moved his hand to her breast. There she was, in the arms of a Black man with his tongue in her mouth and hands on her tits and ass. Her arms went up around his big thick neck and like a slut, the fucking Bitch spread her legs apart so that Bill's muscular thigh could move up against her cunt. She began to move her hips up and down against his leg, rubbing her cunt against him. Then she raised her right knee up to his waist so that her cunt would be is fully ******* to him. My dick was getting so hard watching this it would have broken if I had bumped it on anything.
Bill moved his hand from her ass directly to her cunt where he wasted no time in inserting a couple of fingers. She moaned as he finger fucked her and she bucked her hips against his hand to get his fingers in deeper. Bill moved back from her and told me "she's hotter n' hell Gary, would you like me to fuck her for you?" Before I could answer, Marci jumped in with "Duh, that's why were here Bill, you were going to show me what it's like to be fucked by a Black cock, that is if you can get it up and you can figure out what to do with it."
That's when things got a little scary. Marci had Bill just where she wanted him. Pissed! Bill moved his hands to the front of her blouse and ripped it off of her. He did the same with her skirt. She was standing there just in her nylons and garter belt. He pushed her to her knees and unzipped his fly. As he began pulling out his cock, I became aware of the reality of what was going on. In a second or two, that big Black cock would be in her mouth. She glanced at me while at the same time taking the cock in her hand and, like she had been sucking it all of her life, placed the huge swollen purple head in her mouth and started sucking. As she sucked and licked his cock, she stared at me and moaned. I saw her hand go down to her cunt and she rubbed her clit as she sucked Bill's great cock. She never took her eyes off me and except to close them. She was taking that monster cock deep in her throat and was jacking him off at the same time. Bill was saying things like "that's it, suck that Black cock you fucking whore". The more names he called her the more she liked it and just like that, she had her first orgasm. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and a long strand of pre-cum was hanging in the air. She had more pre-cum in and on her mouth than I cum in a whole load.
I am glad I picked Bill. He was an experienced White Wife Fucker and knew what to do. I was so out of it that I didn't remember taking my pants off. I was sitting there wearing only my shirt with my dick in my hand.
Bill reached down and jerked Marci up from the floor and dragged her over to the sofa where I was sitting. He literally thru her over the back of the sofa next to me and got down on his knees and began to eat her pussy from the back. I thought she was going to come again the way she was moaning. She looked over at me, reached out and pulled my face up to hers and kissed me. She moved her lips around on mine to make sure that I got a good taste of Bill's pre-cum. She pulled away, smiled and said, "There is a lot more where that came from lover boy."
Bill stood up and placed his huge swollen cock on the crack of her ass. It looked a hell of a lot bigger than 9". Marci knew what was next. She started moving her hips back and forth trying to speed up the inevitable. She wanted it bad. Bill moved the end of his saliva and pre-cum coated cock to her cunt and slowly inserted the tip into the tight opening. (I am five inches long and fairly think. Marci has always said that I have a great dick but a great dick is not a cock. There is a difference.) Bill was still pissed at Marci and he showed no mercy as he plunged it the rest of the way in. Marci screamed and made some motion to get away, but she was pinned in and unable to move even an inch. Bill had given her the "big one" all the way to the hilt. He withdrew it a couple of inches and gave it to her again and again. She wasn't screaming now. She was panting and moving her legs further apart. Bill was holding on to Marci's ass and started pumping and fucking her hard enough to make that unmistakable sound of his belly slapping against her ass. Marci was chanting "fuck me you bastard, give me that Black cock" and with each stroke she arched her back and raised her ass so she could take in every millimeter of Bill's rock hard ebony shaft. It was only a few minutes and Marci had her second orgasm. The sight of that Black cock disappearing into her cunt over and over and the contrast of his black torso against her milk white skin was incredible. Both of them were working hard and their skin gleamed from perspiration. Bill stopped pumping, he was getting close to getting off and needed to slow down, but Marci started moving her cunt back and forth on Bill's cock, milking it for all it was worth. Bill had her long hair in his hands and was standing still. He wasn't fucking her and longer. She had taken over and she was fucking him. Marci, my sweet, lovely, and faithful wife had become a fucking whore for Black cock.
Bill pulled out, much to her disappointment, and took her over to the sofa where I was sitting. Bill sat on the other end of the sofa and had Marci get on top with her back to me. I had the view of a lifetime. Just two feet away from my face was my wife's beautiful cunt sliding up and down on this hard Black cock. I couldn't decide if I wanted to join them or just sit and watch. I decided to watch.
After awhile Gary asked me what I thought about doing a "69-Three Way". Not having a clue what he meant I said "sure, why not". Gary had me lay on my back and then had Marci get on top of me for a 69. I told her not to suck my dick, as I wouldn't make it to the 8-second buzzer. She shoved her cunt in my face and began to move her pussy against my mouth as I licked her cunt. I really liked eating her to orgasm and was thinking I would get the chance when Bill moved behind her and pulled her ass up a few inches away from my face. Then I realized what a "69-Three Way" was. He shoved his still hard cock into her cunt and told me to keep eating her. It wasn't that easy with his cock plunging back and forth and her meeting him half way. I watched that black cock fuck my wife from about 2 inches away and not being able to control myself, I shoved my mouth and tongue up against her cunt and his cock. I could feel his cock moving between my lips. Every so often Bill would intentionally let his cock slip out of her cunt and it would go into my mouth. At first I was a little taken back by it but that lasted about one half of a second. I took it in my mouth and sucked it just like Marci did.
Bill was ready to cum and, just like the forth of July fireworks, he gave Marci the Grand Finale. He was a true athlete and fucked her hard and fast until she came again. I was still eating both of them when Bill exploded deep in her cunt. Bill kept pumping as he was filling her and it seemed like a quart of cum was leaking around the edges of her pussy. Marcy was getting off at the same time and it didn't help matters. Bill pulled his cum covered cock out and let drop on my face. I took it in my mouth and licked it clean. Bill was backing away when Marci lowered her cunt onto my mouth. She reminded me of what she had told me earlier. "Now eat it," she said. I started licking and it seemed that there would be no end to the fluids that were covering my face. I had eaten her to orgasm many times and knew the taste of her sex. Now with this added taste of another man's cum mixed with my wife's scent, and all that I had seen, I lost it and shot my load all over Marci's breasts.
All of us had a good laugh about that while we rested and had a couple more drinks. All of us were naked except for Marci's stockings. I was sitting in a big overstuffed chair, Bill was sitting on the sofa and Marci was sitting on the floor at feet of her Black lover. She looked quite natural sitting there with her feet and lower legs under her. She was leaning against Bill's leg and looking totally submissive, seduced, satisfied and recently fucked. She told me that she hoped that I liked the scent of other men's cum on her breath and in her pussy because it was going to be a regular activity in the Clark house from now on. She also told me that she had planned to fuck Bill behind my back if I hadn't brought it up.
The night ended for me when she told me to go on home because she would be spending the night in Bill's bed doing anything he wanted. Marci promised me that she would let me eat her and fuck her when she got home if she wasn't too sore.
I got home and went to bed. I didn't sleep at all. My mind was racing with the visions I had witnessed and what I could imagine was happening now. I jerked off about 6 times before I heard a car in the drive way about 10 the next morning. Bill dropped Marci off and did not even walk her to the door. He was treating her like a slut. At least he didn't make her walk home. She was dressed in a pair of old sweats Bill gave her. She didn't have much on when we went over last night and Bill had torn her clothes off of her in his lust. Marci was limping and it was clear that Bill had actually fucked her till she couldn't walk. She told me that after swallowing about 6 loads of Bill's cum, she has developed a taste for it; she also had become an expert in anal sex. She never liked to have me cum in her mouth and fucking her in the ass was out of the question. Bill had not just fucked her for his pleasure; he was training her to be the total slut I desired her to be.
"Coffee", I asked. "You bet, and keep it coming", she replied. We sat there for a time without talking and she asked me, "Well, I am dying to find out. Was I enough of a slut for you?" "Did you enjoy last night dear?" "Absolutely" I replied. "I had a great time and you were perfect." She moved closer to me and said, "I'm not sure where the fantasy and role playing ends and the real "slut" stuff begins. I guess I really am a slut whore because I loved every minute and if you liked it too then we can have a lot of fun with this lifestyle. I agreed with her, pulled her close and kissed her. I wondered how long the scent would stay.
As I was leaving to pick up Lori, Marci asked me to have Brenda call her when she was alone so Marci could tell her about Bill. "What? I said. "You can't tell Brenda anything about this." "I have to Gary", she said, "Bill wants to meet her." My mouth dropped to my chest. How did Bill find out about Brenda? I had never mentioned her name to him. "What is going on Marci?" I asked. "Its like this Gary," she said. "Bill told me that if I introduce him to other white women, then he will introduce you and I to his Black friends. Some of these guys have even bigger cocks than Bill does." I was getting pissed. "So you give him my little sister to fuck so you can fuck other Black guys with big cocks?" "Yes, she said. Brenda is a grown woman and if she wants to fuck Bill then it's her business. " That was true but she was my little sister, even if she was over 30 years old.
Then she added, "I guess I had better tell you something else. Bill wants to meet Sandy too." "Shit" I yelled. "My ********?" `No fucking way is that guy going to get near Sandy."
Sandy was my ******** from my first marriage. She lived with her mother in San Diego. Sandy had just graduated from High School and had been accepted to Portland State. She was moving in with us in about two weeks. Sandy was still 17 and was the typical Southern California beach bunny. She was 6"1", long blond hair, blue eyes and skin as tan as a bear. She had really long legs, big boobs and was total knock out. I used to kid her about how her name should have been Barbie. She looked just like the doll. Sandy had been up for a visit a month before and I couldn't get over how sexy she was. Sandy had matured into a woman without a man around the house and she liked to go around wearing only her bra and panties. Marci had told her that I was her father but I was still a man and that she needed to be a bit more modest. Her normal attire was not much better. Tight fitting shorts and a skimpy top was the uniform of the day. That would change with the Portland weather.
"No way am I going along with Bill fucking Sandy," I said. "Just a minute Buster", she exclaimed. "Need I remind you that it was I who helped Sandy get birth control pills at fifteen. Your little princess has been collecting sperm samples for two years and I assure you it isn't for Biology Class. And another thing, why is it OK for Bill and his friends to fuck me and not your sister or ********? What am I then?"
My mind was focused on another vision of my pretty ******** laying on her back with some Black guy on top fucking her for all she was worth. He was pumping his big cock into her 17-year-old pussy and she was enjoying it. I had another vision of my sister with a black cock in her mouth and one up her ass. I had to smile with that one. Brenda was small and in my imagination, the guy fucking her had a 10" cock and when he started walking away, Brenda was impaled on the end of his cock and he was carrying her on it.
Then I started coming to reality. "Marci, what the hell have I become? I can see myself dressing you, and the other two beautiful women in my life that I love, in slut clothes and perfumes and driving you in my car to deliver you to Bill and 6 or 8 of his friends so they can use you for their animalistic lust. Those men don't care about you for any other reason than to fuck you, use you like a pieces of meat and something to deposit there cum in. I'm getting a grip on the whole picture Marci. Bill fucked you and now he wants to fuck Brenda and Sandy." "What am I anyway, a MAN, or a WIMP that lets Black studs use the women he loves as slut whores?"
Marci didn't say anything for a while then said, "You may be right about what Bill thinks about me. That is the turn on. It's the pure sex, with all the taboo included that makes it sooo good. As far as Bill fucking me and wanting to fuck Brenda and Sandy, don't forget who started this. You are the one who turned me into a "Whore for Black Cock" as you call it, not Bill. I like it, I like it a lot and if Brenda and Sandy like it as much as I do, then you are doing them a disservice by not turning them into "Whores for Black Cock" as well. Either they will take to it like a Duck to water, or they will run from it without looking back. No one is holding a gun to their heads and believe me, once they have had a big, long, hard Black cock pumping way up in their belly and their cunt stretched beyond limits, and treated like a slut, they will be grateful to you forever. It sounds bizarre but it is the truth. One last thing you should think about. You know those 6 or 8 Black guys that you talked about fucking the three of us?" she asked. "Yes", I answered. "Well you know that they would probably make you watch them fuck us. If there were 6 or 8 of them and only 3 of us, they would probably take all night and who knows what disgusting things they could think of doing to us. And afterwards, I am sure they would make you clean up our cunts with your tongue. You probably wouldn't like to eat out Brenda and Sandy's cunts would you? Licking Black cum out of your 17-year-old ********'s cunt would be a terrible thing to be forced to do, right Gary? In fact, I can guarantee you that they will make you do that. I can also predict that they will make you clean them up too. Those are just some things to think about Gary while you make up your mind."
"I have made up my mind. I want you to get dressed and go pick up Lori. Talk to Brenda tonight and introduce her to Bill as soon as you can arrange it." I said. "And what are you going to do" she asked. "I am going to call Sandy and see if she can get that hot little ass of hers up here earlier. Tell Bill to start calling his friends. Were going to have a good time." I said.
Marci walked to the bedroom to shower and noticed that the computer monitor was on. As she was switching it off she was thinking that it had taken over two years to cuckold Gary. She started by renting any movie that had Black men and white women together. Her plan was perfect. Once he got the idea that he could turn her into a slut, he was hooked. It had to be his idea. That way, no matter what happened, she was in the clear. Gary had thought he was pretty smart with the computer. He was not interested in the computer classes she was taking before Lori was born. Computer classes Gary. Hello!
Marci had craved Black cock for years. She had met a Black stud on a singles cruse three years before meeting Gary. He had fucked her very well. In fact, they spent the entire 7 days in his cabin. He taught her how to properly suck Black cock. She had never forgotten him or his wonderful cock. She had not told Gary about her past lovers. He never asked. But it was something that she thought about almost daily. There was no way she would cheat on Gary, her ****** was too important to her, and she loved Gary. She just needed some Black cock. The funny thing was that Gary had spent 2 years turning a Whore for Black Cock into a Whore for Black Cock. That web site that he had found with the article, "How to Turn Your Wife into a Whore for Black Cock" was E-mailed to him at work by Marci using a phony Hotmail account. Gary would have died if he knew that Marci was one of his Internet buddies. It was the same E-mail account that she had used for a couple of years to surf the net looking for interracial pics before Gary had set her up with her new account. What she never sent him was the cuckold sites. Gary didn't even know what a cuckold was.
She had covered her tracks well. Gary would never know. The only other person who knew was sworn to secrecy. Brenda was the one who told Marci about Gary's fantasy. Gary's X-wife had told Brenda while she was still married to Gary. That was a lot of the reason for the divorce. She couldn't be married to a man that would share her with other men. Stupid bitch. Don't knock it unless you have tried it.
Brenda already knew about Bill. Marci had told her all about him, everything that is except last night. She was excited about meeting Bill and trying his "dark meat" that she had heard about for so long. Brenda wasn't just a little "hot to trot" like Gary believed, she was a slut and loved cock. Any cock was OK as long as it was big and hot.
Both Brenda and Marci were looking forward to having Sandy there. She might be a little hard to turn-on to Black cock, but these two whores were bound and determined to get the job done and try some of sweet Sandy for themselves. Now that Gary was thinking he was behind getting Sandy fucked, it would be easier. Sharing Sandy with Bill and his friends and even Gary was fine as long as Brenda and Marci got some of that young stuff.
Bill was another story. Marci had thought that this was the best choice that Gary had made. What a stud he was and she probably would have cheated on Gary with Bill. After Marci had sent Gary home last night, Marci told Bill what she wanted and that she had some really hot white meat for him and his friends. All he had to do was to keep Marci well fucked and supplied with variety of good-looking Black men. Brenda didn't know it but Marci had told Bill about Karen and Susie Ann too. Hey, Brenda would go along with it as soon as she spent a few hours with Bill's big cock in her ass. The deal was too good for Bill. Marci and Brenda right away, Sandy in a couple of weeks and the twins Karen and Susie Ann in a month or so. All he had to do was line up some of his Black friends to keep Marci and Brenda fucked regular and he could have the younger bitches for what ever he wanted. Hell, he would have done it just for Marci, she was hotter than any white wife he had ever had. It looked like he would be arranging a lot of gangbangs and Marci told him that Gary wanted one next weekend. That was too cool. Marci also told him that Gary was running the show and that he would be delivering her and the girls to whoever needed them. The thing Marci wanted him to remember was that the Black guys had to make Gary watch and he had to clean up everyone with his tongue. Strange instructions coming from Marci and not Gary, Bill thought, but who the fuck cared. The other strange think was that Marci would not let Bill come in to the house on Sunday when he dropped her off. He would ask Gary about that some day if he remembered.
Marci finished her shower and was getting dressed to go over to Brenda's. As she was getting dressed, she automatically started to slip a pair of panties on and then stopped. "Gary is right," she thought to herself. Nothing should ever come between her cunt and Black cocks. She thru the panties back in the drawer and wondered how long she would be too sore to visit Bill.
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Part 2 Mrs. Gary Clark
The alarm was set to go off at 7am. Marci was already awake at 5:45 and was thinking about the weekend and the conversation she had with Brenda last evening. When Marci arrived at Brenda's house, Brenda met her at the door and was acting like a schoolgirl wanting to know how her date with the captain of the football team went and whether he kissed her goodnight. Marci told her everything and left nothing out. Brenda was just as interested in how Gary acted as she was in finding out how well Bill has serviced her friend. Next weekend was a definite GO. Brenda would experience for herself what Marci had described in finite detail. She had never been with a Black man. It wasn't because she didn't want to have sex with one; she just never had the chance. That was going to change and she was already feeling a tingling deep inside thinking about how there would be three or four men there to make sure she and her friend were well fucked. The thought of having Gary there watching and having to clean her up with his tongue was something she was wrestling with. He was her big brother and like a lot of young girls, she had the hots for him when she was in her teens. She thought those feelings were gone forever, but in the past few days she was starting to feel aroused when she thought about Gary with his face buried in her pussy. She had been with a lot of different men over the years and Brenda loved men, but she had never been with more than one man at a time. She did have sex with three different men in the same day once when she was dating a lot after her divorce. This would be a big jump from a black tie dinner date with a regular boyfriend to a Black Cock Gangbang, where she would be the object of all their attention. "Yes, it will be good for Gary to be there", she thought. She would be too scared to do something like that if she were alone, at least the first time anyway.
Marci got up and went into the kitchen. A teaspoon of Tasters Choice and a cup of water from the instant hot water unit that Gary installed for her and bingo! Coffee. Marci was standing at the sink sipping from her mug and looking out the window. All she had on was the long black t-shirt that Bill was wearing the other night. He wouldn't get it back. She took it because it smelled like Bill. Marci had read that male pheromones (androstenol/androstenone) from male sweat have a direct impact on female menstrual cycles and ovulation. She grabbed a handful of the shirt and pulled it up to her face and breathed in, millions of microscopic pheromone particles entered her body and began to do their work. She could smell his cock.
Marci walked back to the bedroom and was standing in the doorway looking at Gary. God she loved this man. He was sleeping; lying on his back on top of the covers, without his PJ's on and his dick was standing at attention. She wondered why men always have a hard-on in the morning. She thought of her ***. The two of them lived alone together when she was 18. Her mother had passed away a year earlier. She was always loosing her hairbrush and would sneak into her ***'s room to get to his bathroom and use his brush. One morning he was lying on his bed just like Gary was and had a huge hard-on. He was just about as hung as Bill was and she couldn't take her eyes off his cock. She stood there for what seemed like forever. Marci was sexually active to put it mildly and just couldn't get that big cock out of her mind. None of the boys that she dated had half of what her *** had and she wanted it. Besides, she had caught him peeking at her when she was sunbathing in the back yard without her top on. He had come home early and was watching her thru the blinds. She pretended that she didn't see him watching and put on a pretty good show. This would be better. Her *** worked swing shift and got home pretty late. She left the hall light on and her bedroom door open about half way. Her room was opposite her ***'s bedroom and it wouldn't be easy for him to get to his room without looking in hers. The head of her bed was against the far wall and she would lay on the bed nude. He would have a perfect view of her beautiful ass.
