It was a great situation, but things changed a few months later when my wife discovered that she was pregnant. As soon as Tayshawn learned of the pregnancy, he angrily denied that he was the father and left her. He hasn’t been around or made any contact with us since that time. We both agreed that this was for the best, as Liz would have needed to end it soon anyways.
Last month we got married, and Liz was six months pregnant at our wedding. We’re worried about what our friends and family might say when the baby is born black, but we know that we’re strong enough to weather whatever happens. We just learned that the baby is going to be a boy, and we agreed to name him Tay, Jr. We’re both so excited to be parents!
A BLACK BIRTHDAY SURPRISE
By Polly Andrea Busch
Copyright 2015 by Polly Andrea Busch. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or any method including (without limitation) electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This work is a work of fiction. All characters in the work are fictitious and any similarity to any other person, living or dead, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. All characters in this publication are twenty-one years of age or older. All rights reserved.
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I’m Michael. My wife’s name is Madison and we’re both in our late twenties, married for six years. We live in the suburbs and have two kids. Maddie is currently pregnant with our third baby and she’s due to give birth in three months. I would like to tell you about something I did six months ago for my wife’s birthday that was both sexy and fun.
At one point, I’d overheard Maddie talking on the phone with her friend Tess about an encounter Tess had with a black man. My wife was laughing as she stirred a pot on the stove. When her call was over, Maddie told me what happened.
Supposedly Tess was on a cruise with a single girlfriend of hers who met a guy named Rob. It was late at night and Tess was smashed, having been drinking the whole night. She went to Rob’s cabin to meet up with Rob and her friend. However, when she arrived, she walked in on Rob’s cabin mate while he was getting dressed. The guy was black and he had a huge cock. Tess was mesmerized, staring at his huge limp cock. It was halfway down his thigh and it was flaccid.
“You’ve never seen a black guy’s cock before?” the black cabin mate asked.
Tess shook her head no.
“So you’ve never been fucked a black man?”
Again Tess shook her head no.
“Would you like to try it tonight?”
Tess nodded eagerly. The two of them immediately got down to business on the black guy’s bed. From what she said, although Tess loved how big it felt, there was also a lot of pain because his dick was so big. That was enough for her, and she didn’t go back for more.
Maddie and I laughed at the story, and then I asked my wife, “Have you ever wanted to fuck a black man?”
“Well, sure,” she said. “I’ve always thought black guys were sexy. And if I were single like Tess, I would have done the same thing. Why not try it?”
Secretly, for the longest time, I’d fantasized about Maddie having sex with another man. The idea of her having sex with a black guy was even hotter. My wife’s birthday was coming up next weekend, so I decided I’d try and make our fantasy come true.
I remembered that a few years back a friend had hired a male stripper for his friend’s bachelorette party. I called him up and asked him for the contact information for the company. Sure enough, the company had a black stripper who was available that weekend. His stage name was Thunder.
I spoke with Thunder and asked him if he’d be willing to do more than just strip. He said he couldn’t legally agree to that, but for an extra thousand dollars he would drink a special aphrodisiac before the party. Of course, he couldn’t promise anything, but he claimed that every time that he drank the drink in the past before a party, he got so horny and ended up sleeping with the bachelorette or birthday girl. That sounded perfect to me. But I emphasized to Thunder that if something happened, he would need to use a condom because my wife isn’t on birth control. He agreed and said it’s standard practice in his business. So I happily paid him the extra thousand dollars “for the aphrodisiac.”
Maddie’s actual birthday was on Wednesday night and we had planned to go out to dinner that night to celebrate. However, I called her friend Tess and let her know I was planning a birthday party for Maddie on Saturday night. I let her know about the sexy black stripper, too. Tess said she’d invite some of Maddie’s more open-minded friends, too.
When I told Maddie that some of her friends were coming over for drinks on Saturday, she was very happy. Tess and a few other women showed up with gifts. The whole while, I was incredibly horny thinking about what was set to happen. Not long into the night, Tess challenged Maddie into doing some shots of tequila with her, and we all egged them on. Maddie had already had two cosmos before that, and it doesn’t take much to get her tipsy. After matching Tess with three shots, she was completely drunk.
“You know what, honey?” Maddie whispered to me. “I think we should have another baby!”
“Really?” I’d wanted a third child but after our second was born, Maddie had been firmly against having another. In fact, she’d talked me into getting a vasectomy.
“Yeah, well, I was looking at some baby pictures and I want another. You can get your vasectomy reversed, you know. What do you think? I wish we could do it right now. I’m ovulating right now.”
And that’s when I heard a pounding at the front door.
“Open up, it’s the police!” Although his voice was lower and he was speaking loudly, I recognized Thunder’s voice.
Everybody seemed worried, looking around. Maddie walked up to the door and opened it. Standing there in a police uniform was a tall, muscular, dark skinned black guy. He stepped inside and removed off his hat. “I’ve heard there’s a birthday party happening at this residence. Are you Madison?”
Maddie nodded. “Yes, it’s my birthday party, officer. Is something wrong?”
Thunder took my wife by the hand and led her to the couch. The other women were standing with Tess in the kitchen, whispering with her as they watched.
“Please sit down,” Thunder said.
Maddie sat down, looking a little scared. Thunder pulled a small speaker out and set it up on the table. “Just a second, okay.” He pulled out his cell phone, typed a few things on it, and then set the phone next to the speaker. “Okay, ma’am. I’m here to inform you that you have the right… to enjoy this sexy body!” As soon as the music started, my wife’s eyes lit up and all of the women began cheering.
“Happy birthday!” Maddie said, clapping her hands as she eyed her black stripper hungrily.
The women walked into the living room from the kitchen and stood to either side as Thunder danced in front of my wife. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside, revealing a white low-cut t-shirt that barely covered his chiseled barrel chest. Slowly, he took off the t-shirt, then unbuckled the belt on his fake pants. He ripped off the pants, which were apparently held together with Velcro, tossing them to the floor. He now wore nothing but a red g-string.
My wife’s eyes were bulging, staring straight at the guy’s crotch. Thunder’s hands were behind his head and undulating his hips, but the girls were focused on his huge package.
“Oh, my goodness, honey,” my wife said, looking at me briefly before her eyes went back to his package. “His dick is fucking huge!”
The black man moved right up against my wife, then pushed her back on the couch. He put his knees on the edge of the couch, his hands on the back of it, and he began dry humping Maddie in rhythm with the music. She put her hands around his back and squeezed his muscular butt cheeks. The women all laughed, cheering Maddie on
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“Take off that g-string, Maddie,” urged my wife’s friend Rose, who held up her glass. “Show us that big black cock! We want to see big black cock!”
My wife turned her head toward Rose. “Are you sure? Do you think I should?” Then she looked over at me. I gave her a thumbs up signal.
Maddie dutifully obeyed, pulling down the black stud’s g-string, and she immediately took a hold of his thick shaft. Although he was only semi-erect, his cock was already much thicker than mine and a few inches longer as well. Maddie slowly pumped his shaft as she leaned in, flicking her tongue over the head. “Mmm, I like precum,” my wife said. Then Maddie took the whole head into her mouth and proceeded to slowly take him into her mouth. I estimated he was a good eight inches long, and she was only able to take about half of him inside her mouth. Maddie pulled her mouth away with a pop, took a breath, pumped that shaft with both hands and said to me, “His cock is so much bigger than your penis, I’ve just never sucked something so huge and manly!” My wife kept her eyes locked on mine as she put her lips around his cock, slurping and sucking the top half of his cock, tugging the bottom half.
That’s when Tess came over to me, sipping on her cosmo. “I think Maddie wants to try a big black cock inside of her.”
“It sure looks that way,” I replied.
“That’s right, baby girl,” Thunder said, slowly rotating his hips as my wife fellated him. He seemed to really enjoy it. My wife, I’m proud to say, is quite a cocksucker and she was giving him everything she had.
My wife then stood up and put her hands all over Thunder’s body. Smiling, she whispered something to Thunder. He whispered a reply and, grinning, Maddie nodded in agreement. She held up a finger to all of us. “Just one second, everybody. We’ll be right back.” Then the two of them walked off hand-in-hand to the guest bedroom. All the ladies made a collective “ooh” as the two of them walked into the room, and Maddie closed the door behind them.
I walked over to the table and turned the volume down on the speakers. Although the sexy music was still playing, we now could make out my wife’s moans. “Oh, God,” she groaned loudly, “It’s so big! Go slowly.”
A few of Maddie’s friends were near the bedroom door, leaning and listening. A few others were looking at me, probably wondering if I was going to stop her. “Hey,” I said, “Thunder is her birthday present. I’m glad she’s enjoying her present.”
“That’s an amazing birthday package,” Tess said. We all laughed at that.
“Damn, I’m all the way in,” Thunder said.
“Yeah, I can feel it,” Maddie said, breathing heavily. “I can feel you deep inside. I feel so full!”
“I normally can’t go all the way inside,” the black man said. “You took the whole thing.” Then we started to hear the sound of the bed squeaking loudly from inside the room.
“Ohhhhh, yeah. That’s right, baby, yes. Oooh, yeah.” My wife really wasn’t a moaner with me. Pretty much the only noise she would make at all was when she was about to come. But here with Thunder, my wife was moaning loudly and talking dirty like a whore. “Goddamn, you’re so fucking good! Fuck me good with that big black cock. Fuck me, baby! Pound me like a fucking white slut!”
I stepped into the kitchen and poured myself a drink. I tried making small talk with the girls but we kept getting distracted by the sounds of my wife and her black stud. We heard a loud slap from behind the door.
“You like that, bitch?” he asked.
My wife cried out, “Yes, baby, spank that ass. Spank me hard!”
There were probably a dozen more slaps. “Oh, God, I’m cumming, baby!” My wife cried out in orgasm, making a deep whimpering groan. The two of them were in the guest room for nearly a half hour. In that time, Maddie cried out in orgasm four times.
“Oh fuck, baby,” Thunder said breathlessly. “I’m going to come!”
“Do it baby,” My wife yelled. “Shoot your sperm deep inside me! Come inside me, baby!”
As the black man grunted and moaned, I felt a chill race down my spine. Apparently Thunder wasn’t wearing a condom!
“It sounds like those two are done,” Tess said. “That sounded amazing!”
Thunder walked out of the bedroom naked, his thick mighty cock now semi-erect again, hanging down between his legs. He just smiled. “I think the birthday girl’s passed out.”
“Did you use a rubber?” I asked.
Thunder shrugged. “Hey man, your wife insisted. She wanted to feel the real thing. I mean, can you blame her?”
After that, I told everyone the party was over. Tess and the girls decided to head to O’Malley’s bar downtown. Thunder put his clothes back on and, after I gave him a large tip, he vacated the premises. I then locked the doors and went inside the guest room.
My wife was sleeping on the guest bed naked. She was snoring with her legs were spread open. I saw that her bush was wet and matted down, with semen leaking down her used, spent cunt and creating a pool on the sheets.
Quickly I disrobed, got in between her legs and began licking her swollen pussy lips, cleaning them totally of Thunder’s semen. I sucked on her gaping hole, swallowing as much of his semen that I could reach, trying to ensure she wouldn’t get pregnant. Then I slipped my little white penis inside of her.
“Errmm,” Maddie said, still half asleep. My wife’s body didn’t move at all as I fucked her loose pussy. After just a few minutes, I grunted and spilled my load inside of her.
My wife had a heck of a hangover the next day. Although she remembered everything that happened, she denied insisting that the black stud take her bareback. She admitted begging him to cum inside of her, but as she pointed out, she was totally wasted at that time.
While she did have a desire to have another baby, we decided it was a bad idea. But it didn’t really matter because weeks went by without her period. She’s now six months pregnant with our third child, and we know that Thunder is the father. I get so excited seeing her pregnant belly, just knowing that black stud’s child is growing inside my wife. I can’t wait to see her holding Thunder’s baby in her arms, and then watching his baby feeding on my wife’s perky, swollen white breasts. After the baby is born my wife will get her tubes tied, so this will be our third and final baby, making our family complete.
MY BLACK BOSS AND MY WIFE
By Polly Andrea Busch
Copyright 2015 by Polly Andrea Busch. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or any method including (without limitation) electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This work is a work of fiction. All characters in the work are fictitious and any similarity to any other person, living or dead, real or fictional, is purely coincidental. All characters in this publication are twenty-one years of age or older. All rights reserved.
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I’m Jacob and I’m twenty-eight. My wife Brianna is twenty-five. We’ve been married for four years now. Bree recently learned that she’s pregnant with our first baby. But something unusual happened a few months ago and I would like to tell you all about it.
I’m an employee for a small corporation in the HVAC (heating, ventilation and air conditioning) industry. A lot of my job includes going to the customers’ houses for inspections and repairs. One day I was driving back to the office after a call and I noticed one of our company’s trucks was driving by. When I looked inside the truck, I saw my black boss Javorius was driving the truck and my wife was sitting beside him in the passanger seat. Bree was chatting with him and Javorius was nodding. I was shocked because, at least as far as I knew, Bree had never even met Javorius. And she was supposed to be at work at that time!
So I decided to follow the two of them. I made sure to stay a couple of cars back and I managed to keep up with them as t
hey drove out to cheap motel. The pair walked into the lobby, rented a room, and then walked together to Room 8 and unlocked the door. I watched them kiss passionately for a moment, with Javorius’s muscular black arms encasing my wife’s tiny white frame, those black hands of his roaming down her back and over her cute ass. Finally, he took Bree’s hand and they walked inside their room.
Eager to see more, I walked around to the outside window of Room 8 and peered inside, looking through a sliver of unblocked view between the edge of the window and the curtain. The only thing I could clearly make out was the area at the end of the bed. My black boss had his back to me, and his body was fully naked. I was in awe of his physique. His body was truly a work of art, muscled and sculpted, with strong broad shoulders and powerful thighs and calves. Bree was standing on the other side of him, wearing just a white bra and panties, admiring him and sipping on a glass of wine. I could hear the sound of their voices but unfortunately I couldn’t make out their words. Setting her glass down, my wife dropped down to her knees.
Lucky for me, my black boss turned his body just enough to give me a good view. His cock was flaccid and it hung down close to his knees. It had to have been a foot long and incredibly thick. Bree had both hands on that monster dick, and she took the top of his cock inside her mouth. As she sucked on the head, her hands were working his shaft masterfully. As she fellated his black cock, my wife’s eyes were locked onto his. I heard the sounds of that black stud moaning, and I heard the slurping sounds of his dick slurping in and out of her pretty little mouth.
Finally, my wife stood up again. Javorius laid Bree back on the bed. All I could see was his body and Bree’s feet, but I saw my boss pull her panties off and toss them to the floor. Javorius leaned forward and I knew he was eating her cunt. I heard the slurping sounds and Bree’s moans of pleasure.
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