After six years of marriage to Lindsay I’ve been lucky enough to have eaten enough sperm out of my wife’s pussy that it almost defies description. I just love it. I am such a happy cuckold, I can’t stand it.
—M.L., Seattle, Washington
IT WAS A BLACK-AND-WHITE SANDWICH, AND HE
WAS THE CHOCOLATE IN THE MIDDLE
Well, what’s a red-blooded brother supposed to do? She was dancing at one of the local clubs, and even though she was a white girl, I saw that she had some rhythm. I am about six feet tall, a pretty good dancer myself, and all the ladies say I am cute, so I asked her to dance. One thing led to another, and we ended up hooking up. And who’s complaining?
Megan was about five-three, with the nicest ass and legs a guy could hope for. She let me do her up the ass, come on her tits, and screw her in public places, and she would blow me two or three times a day if I was up to it. There was only one string attached—she was jealous as hell. I didn’t dare look at another girl, or it was World War III. I lost female friends I’d had for years. The sisters couldn’t stand her, but the pussy was so good!
Megan hung out with Paula, an even hotter white girl, about five-eight and gorgeous. She had nice long legs, a flat tummy, and big firm tits. Any time Paula joined Megan and myself when we went out dancing, everybody would be looking. A handsome brother with two hot white chicks! I admit that I would sneak peeks at Paula when we all got dressed at my place, but only when Megan wasn’t looking.
Whenever Paula joined us, I would get hard as a rock. Especially when Megan and Paula did what I called their “dyke dance”—the two of them, all decked out in their tight party outfits, bumping and grinding together on the dance floor. I would join in and get even harder, my big dick throbbing inside my pants. But I made sure to grind only with Megan. No need to get her angry, right?
One night Paula called up my place looking for Megan. As the two of them talked, I heard plans being made to go out that night, accompanied by lots of giggling. When Megan hung up she told me that the three of us were going out. Paula had broken up with her boyfriend (a goof) and was in need of cheering up.
We picked Paula up and went to a local dance bar. The ladies looked scrumptious in their short skirts and summery tops. The tunes were pumping, and we managed to slip onto the packed dance floor. The music always takes me over, and I started working my shit on the floor. Paula and Megan started grinding and pulled me over to them. For the first time Megan encouraged me to bump and grind with Paula. Paula pushed up against me with those heavenly tits and rubbed her mound against my crotch. I was on fire.
Then Megan joined in, taking Paula’s place. Her hands found their way down to my crotch, and she started giving my cock light squeezes and rubs. She may have been a crazy bitch sometimes, but that girl knew how to make me horny! While she was doing that, Paula moved behind me, rubbing her tits against my back and grinding her hips into my ass. Luckily, the floor was so packed that I didn’t have to worry about anyone noticing the huge bulge in my pants.
The whole night went on like that. Usually if a girl just looked at me the wrong way, Megan would be ready to rumble. But now as Paula continued to rub against me, she just laughed and yelled over the music, “She’s feeling down, and we’re going to cheer her up, that’s all!” Later on, when we were getting ready to leave, I almost cried because the night was over.
“Why don’t you two sleep at my place?” Paula asked.
“Sure,” Megan said. “We shouldn’t be drinking and driving anyway, and your place is closer.” We called a cab, and Megan rubbed my dick all the way to Paula’s. When we got there, she floored me even more by asking me, “Do you ever think about a threesome, baby?”
Was this a trick? What should I say? Finally I said what I thought she wanted to hear: “No, baby, you’re all I need.”
“That’s too bad,” she said. Then she disappeared into Paula’s bedroom.
What the fuck was happening, I wondered. After ten minutes of waiting, I went snooping down the hallway. I heard bedsprings creaking, and what I thought were light moans. I peeked around the bedroom door. Sure enough, in the dim light I made out Megan on the bed with her head between Paula’s legs. I heard faint slurping and licking noises, and Paula’s whimpering. Holy fuck! I spied for another full minute, still in shock. Finally I was so fucking turned on that I had to strip.
My cock was stretched out to its full length, smooth and hard, like a black nightstick ready to get down to business. I walked over to the girls, who paused and giggled as I entered the room. I crawled onto the bed and got behind Megan. I rubbed her round little butt as my fingers felt for her pussy. She arched her hips, which made it a little easier for me to find her entrance. She was so wet! I finger-fucked her, and she took her face away from Paula’s mound long enough to moan, “Faster.”
I went on like that for another minute or so, slamming my fingers into her cunt and listening to her muffled moans get louder and louder. When I couldn’t take any more I took my dick and worked it in Megan’s pussy from behind. The sight of my big black cock sliding in her, with those firm ass cheeks staring at me, always turned me on. Megan let out another low moan, and I started fucking her with nice deep strokes.
Her pussy was so wet, like warm butter. Our bodies slammed together, and I heard the slap of skin as my hips met her ass. Paula moaned and groaned louder as Megan’s lips returned to her pussy. It felt so nice to be fucking Megan. We had a nice smooth rhythm going, her body rocking back to meet my hard thrusts, jerking and shuddering with every drive into her cunt. Her moans kept getting louder, and every so often she lifted her mouth from Paula’s pussy long enough to gasp out, “Oh yes, right there!” or “Harder!”
I’m usually good for a nice long fuck, but they had worked me up to such a fever that after ten minutes of good hard screwing, I croaked, “I’m gonna come!” and my jism spurted in Megan’s pussy. She rotated her hips to help me along. Before I could recover, she sat up and gobbled my sensitive cock. While she was doing that, Paula swung her big fine tits around, lay down on her back between Megan’s legs and started licking my girlfriend’s semen-filled pussy.
It didn’t take long for my dick to get hard again, with Megan’s lips wrapped around it, while moans and gasps came from her mouth as Paula did a number on her box. Her face was delirious with pleasure. Catching her eye, I motioned toward Paula and was given a slight nod that meant “go ahead.”
As I crawled around on the bed to get to Paula, Megan came with a long groan. “Oh yes!” she cried, her hips shaking with the force of her orgasm. When she was done she flipped over on her side to watch as I rubbed my dark-chocolate cock against Paula’s cunt lips. Paula looked up at me with excited eyes. She looked so good, with the nipples on her big tits standing erect.
I had long fantasized about this moment, and by the look in her eyes, I thought Paula had too. I slowly sank my dick in her. She placed her hands on my chest until I had my whole stick inside her. Her pussy was so tight and snug, it felt like heaven. She whimpered softly as I began a slow stroking motion. She pulled me closer to her and kissed me full on the mouth as I continued to spear her with my dick. Her pussy walls clutched at my cock like they were trying to squeeze semen out of me.
By this time Megan had recovered. She started to kiss Paula as I put more power in my thrusts. Paula’s big tits were shaking as the force of my fucking drove her into the mattress. When I leaned forward and sucked on a nipple, Paula moaned really loud.
This time around I knew I would last longer, since I had just come with Megan, so I set out to give Paula the fuck of her life. I drilled her harder and harder. Her moans got louder. I put one hand beneath her to grab a handful of ass, and worked a finger in her butt crack.
Paula totally lost it. “Deeper!” she cried. “Fuck me deeper! Yeah, oh yeah!”
My hips picked up the tempo, while Megan continued to kiss her, pausing only to nibble at her nipples. The bed was creaking loudly, and I thought
it would collapse before Paula finally came. Her whole body shook as pussy juice flooded her cunt and coated my cock. “Oh God, yes! Oh!” She went on moaning for a good minute as tremors shook her body. I was still hard, and I began to work up the tempo again, rotating my hips like I did on the dance floor. Soon Paula was going crazy again, yelling, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” She didn’t have to worry.
I didn’t want Megan to feel left out, so I grabbed Paula and pulled her into a sitting position on top of me, with my dick still inside her. Then I lay back. Megan got the hint and came over to sit on my face, facing Paula. Her tangy pussy was over my mouth, her well-shaped ass cheeks draped over my nose. I began to lick and slurp away, and she started to moan again. Paula began to hump me with all her power. She’s not a small girl like Megan, so the bed was really creaking now.
With every motion of her hips I felt Paula’s tight pussy sliding up and down my cock. Megan’s pussy was so wet that her juices were flooding my mouth and nose. Although I couldn’t see, I reached up and grabbed Paula’s big tits. I remember thinking, I’ve got a mouthful of pussy, two handfuls of tit, and a gorgeous white girl riding my dick like it’s going out of style! It doesn’t get any better! That sent me over the edge. I felt the throbbing of my cock as come shot out. I came so hard, I thought I would send Paula flying. I managed to grab her waist and pull her even deeper on my pole as semen flooded her pussy. God, life was good!
The sex was so good for all of us that things went on like that for two months. Three or four times a week we would get together for a group fuck. How Megan could be so jealous over other girls—which she still was—but still let her best friend fuck my brains out, I will never know. All my guy friends wanted to get in on the action, but the girls said no, because they felt comfortable with just me. So the guys called me a selfish motherfucker, to which my reply was, Hey, fellas, fuck you!
But all good things come to an end sooner or later. Paula finally took her ex-boyfriend back (he’s still a goof), and Megan left me for an older sugar daddy with lots of bucks. After she left, I started winning back some long-lost friends that she had driven away. I promised myself that I would never let a woman run my life again, no matter how good the pussy was.
Still, it sure as hell was good! So I guess you never know.
—R.V., Wheeling, West Virginia
THEY FOUND A PAIR OF JAZZ FANS WHO HELPED
THEM LIVE OUT THEIR FANTASY
I have been married for six years, and whenever we make love, we fantasize about Kelly having sex with a black man. She is twenty-six, five-six, a hundred and eight pounds, with medium-size breasts, and frequenting the tanning bed gives her a great tan all over.
I was attending a conference in San Francisco, and the following weekend Kelly came down for a mini-vacation. While we were there a jazz festival was going on, so we decided to attend. It was a Friday, and very hot. We got there and picked a stage where we would just stay all day. We found a place up close, laid out our blanket, and settled in. Half an hour later, two black gentlemen grabbed the spot next to us.
It started to rain, and there was no shelter except for garbage bags the two black men had brought with them. They offered us a couple, and we used them to stay somewhat dry. We were pretty wet, though. I noticed that Kelly’s nipples were showing through her white blouse. I also noticed that the two black guys saw the same thing, and boy, were they staring! As the day went on we got to talking, and Kelly even danced a few songs with them. Once I left to go get us some drinks, which we had been doing frequently. When I returned, Kelly was sitting between the two black guys.
It was getting late, and we were getting ready to leave when Alex, the older guy, who I guess was in his late forties, and Ray, who was twenty-one or twenty-two, asked us how we had gotten to the fairground. We said we had come by a bus that picked us up at our hotel. Alex offered to give us a ride back to the hotel. We were both tired and said that sounded great, so off we went.
In the car I asked the guys if they would stop in for a drink at the bar. That was the least we could do for the ride back. They agreed. We wound up having several drinks, and talking about what we were going to do that night.
Alex offered some ideas and said, “Since you’re visitors, let us show you around some of the jazz clubs.”
We said that was a great idea. We went up to our room to shower and change. Kelly put on a red miniskirt, a very low-cut black top, and red heels. She looked fantastic. When we met Alex and Ray in the lounge, they about died. As we went from club to club, our drink total began to mount. It was getting late, and we said it was getting to be time for us to head back.
When Kelly got up to go to the restroom, Alex said to me, “Your wife is a very attractive woman. I hope you enjoyed yourself tonight. If you did, and wanted to repay us in any way, I’m sure we could think of something that would do it.” With that he just smiled.
At first I didn’t know what he meant. But when Kelly returned and he looked at her, then me, and said that would be a hell of a payback, finally it hit me. He was talking about having sex with my wife. At first I was mad, but as I thought about it, it didn’t seem like such a bad idea. My fantasy might finally come true.
When we got back to the hotel, Kelly and I got out of the car. I walked over to Alex and told him to park and wait in the lounge. When I got Kelly up to our room, I would talk to her about his idea.
He said, “Are you kidding?”
I said, “If I’m not back down in a half hour, it’s a no, and thanks and sorry for your time.” Kelly, who was a little drunk, hugged them both and said thanks, and off we went to our room.
In the elevator, I put my arms around Kelly and told her that Alex and Ray had the hots for her. She laughed and said she thought Ray was pretty good-looking. I kept the conversation going all the way up to the room. Inside, I pointed out that we had always talked about swinging with other couples and fantasized about her having sex with a black man. This could be the perfect opportunity.
She looked at me and asked if I was serious. I said, “Why not?”
She said, “Why didn’t you say something sooner, before they left?”
I told her they had planned to use the hotel restroom, and there might still be time to catch them. She said to go for it. So off I went. They weren’t in the lounge when I got there. As I was about to leave, I met them coming in. Alex said parking had taken longer than they expected. I told them they were invited up to our room. Kelly seemed all for it.
I was nervous riding up in the elevator. Alex asked what Kelly enjoys most during sex. I told him blowjobs are her favorite, and definitely no anal sex. That was one thing I never could get her to try. As we walked in the room, Kelly was sitting on the end of the bed, still in the clothes she had been wearing. I told her I had found the guys and they wanted to party some more. I went over to the corner of the room and sat in a chair there. Alex and Ray stood in front of Kelly.
Alex said, “Why don’t you take off your top and show us what we’re about to get?” At first, Kelly hesitated.
Ray said, “We can’t begin to party unless you start.”
Kelly looked at me. I nodded. Slowly, she removed her top, baring her beautiful tan, round breasts. Then she said, “I showed you something. Now one of you show me what I’m going to get.”
Alex looked at Ray and said to drop his pants to show Kelly what he was going to put in her mouth and pussy. With no hesitation Ray began removing his pants and shirt. As he pulled down his pants, you could tell through his boxers that he was well-hung, and when he removed them, out sprang this long, black, shiny cock, which made Kelly gasp with amazement.
Now it was her turn again. She stood up, and off came her skirt. To my amazement, she was wearing no panties. Her tan little ass was exposed, and then her gorgeous trimmed pussy.
Alex removed his clothes. His dick was nowhere near the size of Ray’s, but it was uncut and very fat. When Kelly saw it she said it was two dreams come true—not jus
t a black cock, but an uncut cock, both things she had always wanted to try. The two men walked up to her, one on each side. She put one hand on each cock and stroked slowly, sliding her hands up and down. The head of Alex’s cock would come out from under the foreskin, and Ray’s got longer and harder. Kelly took Alex’s cock in her mouth first, then after a few strokes pulled away and took Ray’s, pulling it out and running her tongue out to his balls and then up the shaft to the tip, then drawing it back in her mouth.
This went on for quite some time. Then Alex said to lie back on the bed and let her head hang over the side. He told Ray to eat her pussy while he fucked her in the mouth. Ray got on the bed and started to eat her pussy, and Alex stood over her face and placed his cock back in her mouth. She moaned with each lick Ray took and each thrust Alex put in her mouth. This lasted for a while. There was nothing she liked better than to suck cock.
Finally Ray stood up and knelt in front of Kelly. He took his cock in his hand and guided it into her pussy—very slowly at first, but then, after he was in, fucking her fast and hard, shoving his long cock deep inside her. This really got her going. Her pussy now was as juicy as I’d ever seen it. You could hear Ray’s cock going in and out.
The men then traded places. By now Alex was good and fat. He didn’t mess around. He just thrust his cock in Kelly, and out came another large gasp. Ray now repositioned her on the bed. He sat over her chest and started tit-fucking her, putting his hands behind her head to lift it so he could get his cock in her mouth. They kept switching off, putting her in different positions.
When Kelly was kneeling on all fours with Alex’s cock in her mouth and Ray fucking her doggie-style, Ray left the bed to go to the bathroom. Returning soon, he motioned to Alex to keep Kelly busy, meanwhile putting something on his cock, which he seemed to have slicked up with lotion in the bathroom. Then he climbed on the bed, looked at Alex, and said, “Let’s rock and roll.”
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