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by Lorenzo Mier

The bar guy said, "Hold that, I want a picture with your fingers in your pussy." He quickly grabbed his camera and took a close up of me having three fingers shoved into my own cunt, I had my fingers in me as far as I could get them and was wiggling my crotch to get them in to the max. This caused me to climax after which I removed my hand from my snatch. He took a picture of cum dripping from my snatch, He then had me pose in many positions with my ass and cunt sticking up in the air or my legs spread real wide showing cum dripping from both holes. He also took close ups of my pussy and ass. He wanted to see my crotch with my pussy lips spread wide. I laid back on the bed, spread my legs as I reached down between my legs and pulled my cunt lips apart as he took a dozen shots at various angles. He wanted one where I used my thumbs to pull my pussy lips apart and my index fingers to stretch my asshole. He then wanted a picture of me standing but bent way over with my buns spread to get a good shot of my ass and cunny, then he had me stick a finger in my ass and took of picture of that. As he was taking these pictures, he was getting a hard on and so at one point he got between my legs, slipped his dick in me and took a picture, then he slid up and placed his dick between my tits and took a picture; finally he moved to where his dick was in my face, I covered my eyes, opened my mouth and he took a picture of me sucking his dick. I continued sucking him until I got another mouth full of juicy cum, which you know I love.

  By this time the black guy had another hard and I started to suck him off, I was getting really hot again and the bartender started taking pictures of me sucking off this black dude, I did not care anymore if my face was in the picture, I just wanted more cum to eat. I was not disappointed and was given a mouth full of black cum to savor and swallow. I was in hog heaven when both guys said, "Thanks" and left. I had to clean up again but it was well worth the extra effort.

  My Fantasy Wife gets a BBC Blacken

  I have been a voyeur for as long as I can remember. As a teenager, I wanted to see my girlfriend have sex with another guy. Naturally, these feelings carried over into adulthood and my marriage. As soon as I was old enough to enter adult bookstores and buy or browse the books and magazines, I had found heaven. Then, I discovered the adult section of the movie rentals. This was really great! For some unknown reason, I loved the black on white movies. I could cum all over myself just watching a giant black cock fucking a white pussy. My dick is a short five inches and I have always felt insecure and intimidated by larger dicks. I have never believed any woman could be satisfied with my size. This has caused many arguments with my wife and a lot more nights on the couch.

  Vanessa and I have been married three years and I brought up the idea of another man after the first year. She is white and had a very strict c***dhood. She finally stopped arguing about it and would scream NO!, anytime I suggested it. About a year ago, she did agree to watch some of the sex movies. Naturally, they were all black on white. That's another thing. I didn't know whites were prejudiced against blacks. After a lot of cajoling and begging, she watched along with me. She seemed to enjoy the amateur movies of housewives and their black lovers. Many times, she wanted me to eat her pussy while she kept her eyes glued to the television screen. She had a much more fulfilling orgasm that way. Afterwards, she would get on top for better penetration and ride me like a wild horse until she cum. All the while watching the movie. This only happened about once a month. She still said the movies were filthy and she only watched to keep my mouth shut.

  Vanessa is 23 and very small in stature. She is an white version of a barbie doll. I'm 31, tall and thin. I love her with all my heart, but, wanting to see her fuck another man keeps my life in turmoil. Working keeps my mind occupied, but, I still have a lot of free time to devise ways to change her mind.

  About three months ago, a black couple about our ages moved in across the street. We had talked a few times, and they seemed really nice. I found out Tom and I worked at the same factory, but, in a different departments. Since we live about twenty miles from work, we began carpooling and became friends. Vanessa seemed to like his wife, Pam. If Vanessa was prejudiced, it didn't show.

  Tom liked rum and coke and always seemed to have a glass in his hand. I seldom drank and didn't really like alcohol in any form. One weekend, he talked me into trying one of his drinks. One drink led to another, and soon I was plastered. We were sitting in his backyard, and he was telling me what a beautiful wife I had. He said he had always wanted to fuck an white, but the opportunity never came up. That was enough to open up my drunken mouth, and I told him about being a voyeur. Another drink, and I was telling him about wanting to see Vanessa fuck a black man.

  After a few seconds, Tom said, "Are you serious Jim, or just drunk?"

  "I've never been more serious in my life. I think about it every day. It's a one way street though. I want to see her fuck another man, but, she won't hear of it." I slurred around the rim of the glass.

  Tom helped me up and pointed me in the direction of my own home. "We'll talk more about this tomorrow when you're sober. If you're still serious, I'll help you out. I guarantee you will get to see her fuck a black man!"

  Jim woke up with Vanessa kicking him in the side. He had fallen off the couch during the night. "Wake up Jim! Tom is pounding on the door and you have been on this floor all morning. Were you drinking? You smell like a brewery! Go clean yourself up and I'll let Tom in."

  "Hi Vanessa! Jim still sleeping? I'm afraid it's my fault. I talked him into having a drink and it went to his head. I didn't know he never drank. It won't happen again. Please forgive me. Can I have some coffee while Jim gets straightened up?"

  Vanessa sitting across the table from Tom couldn't help but notice his innocent smile. He was really very nice. Vanessa was only 5' 1" and Tom was about 5' 4". Sometimes she got tired of looking up at Jim and wished he was shorter. Tom wasn't really black, but a light golden brown, and she was thinking he was more like an white than a black person. Why in the world would she think that?

  Tom was saying something, but, she hadn't been paying attention. "I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

  "I said we are going to barbeque some steaks this afternoon, and wondered if you and Jim would like to join us?"

  Vanessa hesitated a minute, unsure how she felt about going into their house and just as fast decided it would be okay. "I'd love to, but, you must ask Jim. He may not feel up to it."

  "I'll take care of Jim. How about you going over and helping Pam get things ready?" Tom asked.

  Within a few minutes, a hungover Jim entered and grabbed a cup of black coffee. "Where's Vanessa?"

  "What kind of greeting is that for the man who will soon be fucking your wife?" Tom grinned like the chesire cat.

  "Oh God! It wasn't a dream! I really told you, didn't I?" Jim groaned.

  "Not only did you tell me, but, I'm going to put the plan into action taday. Pam will be working on your pretty little wife in a few minutes. When she gets finished, Vanessa will be unsure whether it's right or wrong. Pam can make her believe it's her duty to fuck me just to make you happy. We have an open relationship and Pam enjoys helping me with a new conquest. The world's full of white guys with the same problem you have. I love white pussy and I love seeing the expression on their husbands face when they see their wife being fucked by a big black cock." Tom bragged.

  "I can't believe you! Your wife is too nice and wouldn't condone something like that." Jim snapped. "I thought we were friends and this was something to satisfy my curiousity. Now, it sounds as if you have planned the whole thing."

  "Listen to yourself! You're the one that brought it up. You will still get what you want and so will I. Pam is happy because she doesn't have to take my oversize cock for a while. She has never been able to adjust to my size and is always sore afterwards. Don't worry! You are going to see your wildest fantasy and Vanessa is going to get the fuck of her young life.

  Jim was amazed and disbelieving of what Tom had said. "Just how big is this cock of yours? If it's too big for your wife, it will be t
oo big for Vanessa!"

  "It's an uncircumsized ten inches long and over two inches thick. I can normally cum three times before it goes soft. Actually, it's too late to change your mind. By now, Pam has been talking to her and Vanessa knows you told me everything. Did you believe this was going to be a one time thing? If your wife's as sexy as she appears, I'll want her again. You can experience your fantasy many times. Women are strange and have some weird beliefs. Many wifes will agree to let another man fuck them for their husband's sake. They will agree on the condition they don't have to kiss the man, or suck his cock. One other thing, they seem to think if they put his cock inside their pussy they are giving themselves willingly and not for their husband. When I get past those hurdles, I know they are mine. Women are weird, huh? Let's have another cup of coffee and give them a chance to get aquainted."

  Vanessa was cutting up the makings for a salad, when Pam shocked her speechless by saying, "Tom has been talking for the past month about wanting to fuck you. He thinks you are very beautiful and the sexiest thing he has ever seen. Are you going to let him?"

  "Let him what?" Vanessa stammered.

  "Let him fuck you, of course." Pam replied.

  "NO! How can you even suggest such a thing?" Vanessa almost shouted. Vanessa wanted out of this house. She had to get to the safety of her own home. This whole conversation was crazy.

  "Please, let me explain." Pam said. "I know you are ready to run out the door, but, just hear me out. You can always leave. Let's have a glass of coke and get comfortable. Listening won't hurt anything." Pam had prepared an iced pitcher of rum and coke. It wasn't very strong, but, Vanessa had never had a drink of alcohol in her life. It wouldn't take much to relax and make Vanessa more receptive to suggestions.

  Vanessa's mouth was dry and she took a large swallow to quench her thirst. She didn't know why she hadn't already left, but, she really liked pam and couldn't understand what this was all about. Vanessa took another drink and it crossed her mind that it was very good, but, had a funny taste and smell. Pam was drinking hers, so there was nothing wrong with it.

  "I brought the subject up because yesterday Jim told Tom about his fantasy while he was drinking." Pam began explaining. "Don't be angry with Jim. Tom is a very good listener and has a way of getting other people to talk about their problems. My husband has made love to other white women, but, never an white. He does so with my blessing. There is something wrong with my vagina and it cannot adjust to his size. We make love, but, it is very painful for me. I love my husband with all my soul and I want him to be happy. I accept his needs and desires, along with his fascination for other women, especially white women.

  He is an experienced, considerate lover and would never hurt you. Understand this, he would never attempt anything you didn't agree to. If you ever decide to let him have your body, you would make three people very happy. Jim would get what his heart most desires. Tom could finally fuck an white and I would get a much needed rest. Besides, you might be the luckiest one of all. For once in your life, you would get truly fucked out of your mind. Your glass is empty. Let me get you a refill. You don't have to say yes or no, just think about it. Okay?"

  Vanessa didn't know it, but, she was getting tipsy. She thought she was dizzy from trying to digest all she had heard in the last few minutes."I guess that is okay, but, I'll tell you now, my answer will still be no."

  Looking out the window, Pam said. "Here come the boys. Please don't tell I said anything to you. I'll understand if you leave and don't speak to me again. I just don't believe there is anything wrong with what I suggested and it's difficult to accept other people not feeling the same."

  During the course of the afternoon, Vanessa drank several more of the weak drinks. Jim drank glass after glass of ice water as if he was dying of thirst. After eating and relaxing, everyone was enjoying themselves. Earlier, they had moved inside because of the mosquitoes. Soft music was playing and each was dancing with their spouse. Several times, they switched partners. Vanessa enjoyed dancing with Tom because his head was on a level with hers. With Jim, her head was against his chest and she had to look up to talk to him. She was very relaxed as Tom held her closely and was breathing into her ear.

  Tom held her more tightly, and whispered. "You are a very beautiful and sexy woman. Jim is a lucky man to have such a wife."

  Earlier, Vanessa wouldn't have allowed another man to say that to her, but it seemed a compliment and she was pleased this man found her beautiful. Suddenly, she was thinking about Jim telling Tom his secret and what he wanted to happen between them. Thinking back to what Pam had said, she began to wonder if she was wrong and they were right. Would she lose Jim, if his fantasy wasn't fulfilled? Could she ever let a man other than her husband touch her? Tom, Jim, and Pam would be happy, but, what about her? Would she survive such an ordeal? What about her values? Should she just throw them to the wind and let happen what everyone seemed to want? She could feel Tom's bulge pressed just above her pubic mound. Her breasts were flattened against his chest and he was gently blowing into her ear. She knew she was getting wet between her legs. She was feeling a desire for another man! What was happening to her?

  Tom could feel her submission and cupped her ass cheeks. She never pulled away and he began rotating his cock against her while pulling her closer. He looked over at his wife and Jim. Pam had a smile on her face and Jim was staring in disbelief. Tom winked at both of them.

  When the music ended, Pam pulled Jim toward the kitchen to refresh their drinks. Tom and Vanessa collapsed on the sofa. Tom still had his arm around Vanessa' shoulders. He slowly turned her face toward him and kissed her softly on the lips. Before she pulled away, he had his tongue inside her mouth and found her's for just a moment.

  Vanessa pulled away from Tom's kiss, but not as forcefully as she should. It had sent a tingle all the way to her pussy. She could hear Pam and Jim laughing about something in the kitchen. Tom took her head in his hands and kissed her again. This time she never resisted and their tongues were fighting with each other. Tom's hand went up under her blouse and cupped her heaving breast. His hand wriggled under her bra and he was caressing something no other man than her husband had ever touched.

  This couldn't be happening! It took all her willpower to move his hand and scoot away from him. Just as she did, Jim came through the door followed by Pam.

  "We're out of drinks and need to run down to the store. Who wants to go?" Jim asked.

  "Not me! I'm bushed." said Tom.

  "Pam and I will go." Vanessa spoke up. But, when she stood, everything began going round and round. She fell backwards toward the sofa and onto Tom's lap. She couldn't understand what had happened, but, she was in no condition to go anywhere without help. She was able to scoot out of Tom's lap.

  Pam laughed and said to Jim. "It looks like we are elected. Have fun! We'll be back in about half an hour. Vanessa, maybe you should take a short nap while we're gone."

  No sooner had the door closed than Tom had is arms around Vanessa and began kissing her eyes, her nose, and finally, her firm lips. Vanessa leaned back and let him have his way. She was too tired to resist anymore. She was beginning to accept the fact that he was going to have his way with her. There were too many against her. With one hand he unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra unsnapped from the front and he soon had her breasts bare and open to his mouth.

  Tom got on his knees between Vanessa's legs. He was alternating between kissing her sweet lips and then sucking on her small firm breasts. Her nipples were about an inch long when they were aroused, but, seemed longer because of the size of her breasts.

  Vanessa's body was filled with erotic feelings. She was so hot! She realized this was all wrong, but a little petting wouldn't cause any harm. Besides, it felt so good. She felt his hands under her skirt and pulling down her thong panties. Before she could resist, he had them around her ankles and then off. Well, touching her there was as far as she would let him go. While sucking her tender breasts, his fingers w
ere twirling around her clitoris and sending waves of pleasure through her body. Vanessa was groaning deep in her throat and on the verge of her first orgasm with another man. He stuck one finger inside her and tweaked her clit with his fingers. This was enough to send her over the edge and she had the most delicious orgasm.

  Tom knew Vanessa would do whatever he wanted now. She was his to do with as he pleased. He wanted to taste her delicious pussy and wanted her to suck his cock before he royally fucked her. He would eat her pussy until her husband and Pam returned, then give her the fucking of her young life. It would be many a day before she wanted sex again after he was finished tonight.

  Vanessa was coming down from her mind shattering climax. Guilt hadn't had a chance to set in yet, but, it would later. Tom was still between her legs and nibbling on her breast. She was so relaxed and comfortable, she could go to sleep. She felt him leave her breast and thought he was getting up. Then, he was spreading her legs and suddenly, he was kissing her inner thighs and moving closer and closer to her throbbing pussy lips. She could feel his fingers spreading her lips, as his tongue licked the juice from her pussy. She knew she was very wet down there, and tried to move away, but, it was useless.

 

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