"I Fucked A Black Guy One Month Before My Wedding Day "!
(user submitted) "I have been with my boyfriend for three years, we are scheduled to get married early September. Honestly, I really dont know where to begin, first of all I do love and care for my boyfriend! Im not one of these girls who gets drunk at a bar and goes home with every guy who hits on me! My boyfriend and I have been saving our money for the last two years so we can have the best wedding day ceremony! Well a few weeks ago, I got a call from one of my past boyfriends, he was black. We dated off and on, but nothing really came of it. He doesnt live in my city anymore, he told me he was going to be in town for a few days and wanted to have lunch with me and catch up on old times. I agreed, I havent seen him in years, Im scheduled to get married in less than 8 weeks so I didnt think anything by having a **harmless lunch!
The day finally arrived, Eric sent me a message on facebook, telling me where we could meet for lunch. It was a cool little diner about 20 minutes from my house, I took the reminder of the day off, so I can enjoy the sun after lunch. Well to make a long story short, I met Eric for lunch, he was looking dam good, rock hard abs, nice skin tight shirt, well groomed as usual! I was like dam, I didnt expect him to look so good, he must have lost 30 pounds since I last saw him. Never the less we drank, two bottles of red wine and a few beers. I was buzzing, and I could feel Eric looking to get some pussy, as I emptied my last drink. I tried to cut him off and tell him I needed to get home to avoid any conversation of after drink hook ups!
But, Eric kept insisting we have one more drink at his hotel bar, downstairs in the lobby. I knew it wasnt right, but I agreed to have one last drink and then TOLD him I needed to get home to walk my dog! (which was not a lie)! Well we get to his nice hotel, he orders me a shot of Vodka and a glass of red wine. My head is spinning, then he hits me with it!
"Do you miss the way I use to fuck you"? I was shocked, he just said it out loud at the bar, I know the bartender heard him!!! I was still wet in my panties from him looking good in that tight fitted shirt! I responded in a quiet voice "yeah I remember"! Then he kept going further with the loud talking, "I bet that white boy doesnt slam that pussy like I use too, you know black dicks feel the best in white pussy, right"!
"I was some what offended that he would just say it out loud in a crowded bar like that, but I was buzzed and horny"! So like a stupid ass, I agreed to go up stairs with him in his **nice ass hotel suite"! I bet he had it all planned out, well it worked because twenty minutes later I was on the balcony with him and he stuck his big black hands down my panties from behind"! He kept feeding me glasses of red wine as he massaged my pussy lips, I felt so guilty because my future husband was home alone, while I was living this single girl lie"!
Eric, then asked me" Are you going to let me sample that pussy again or what"? I couldnt say no, he bought me a nice dinner and alot of drinks, plus I did miss his big black cock inside of me"! I told me make it quick, because I had to get home!
Eric, then unzipped my panties, pulled them down and bent me over the balcony rail, I could feel his warm hard dick rubbing againt my leg! He just forced it inside my pussy, which was soak and wet! I felt alive, when he was inside of me! Dam, I miss the good old days when I use to fuck alot of black guys! Eric, spread my cheeks and started pounding my pussy real hard, I couldnt hold it back, I let out a loud scream"OOOOOOO shit, your dick feel so hard! I started cumming instantly, I could feel him breathing on my neck as he pulled my hair and moaned, "take every inch of this black dick bitch, you know you like this shit"! I felt so helpless!! My pussy was eating up his big black dick, and I couldnt stop feeling guilty about cheating on the man, who wants to marry me for the rest of my life!
Eric, grabs my arm, and drags me into the bedroom. He pushes me on the bed and reinserts his big ass dick inside of me! I told him, please whatever u do, you CANNOT cum inside of me"!
He started slamming away, I grabbed the pillows and braced myself, I could feel his dick inside of my chest! I was real dark, with a round, fat dick head! It looked like a mushroom! He ripped into my hungry pussy lips and I started cumming again! OMG, I was so drunk, he slapped my ass hard! I felt a warm feeling inside of my chest! I was falling back in love with fucking black men! Why did I ever stop??
My pussy hasnt been fucked like this in YEARS!! My future husband would NEVER agree to an open marriage, he's a white conservative banker who thinks, watching *deal or no deal" on saturday nights is a highlight! Eric's long black dick started to get harder and harder, I could feel a huge load of sperm coming from his balls, he was about to cum inside of me which would be a MAJOR problem! My family would be speechless, my future husband would have a heart attack, I started to kick my leg towards Eric's leg and scream, "PLEASE do not cum inside of me, for heaven sake, please dont do this to me!! Cum on my face, pussy, tits I dont care, but please, please not inside of.......
"I felt him moving faster and faster until, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I jumped and crawled towars the bed post!! To get him to pull out!! Ahhhhhhhh, bitch!!! I cant stop, I cant stop, your pussy needs me!! Is what Eric screamed! My mouth was wide open, I could feel a warm stream of juice roll outside of my hairy pussy lips! "Oh god, what have you done"! "ERIC how could you do this to ME"????!! I was so fucking mad, I could break down and cry!
"Eric just stood at the bottom of the bed, with sweat dripping off his dark black body, with is dick still semi erect!! "Whats the problem baby, you really think you are going to be faithful to that white boy"?? "This is god telling you, to dumb that bastard, you are just going to cheat on him"! "Your pussy loved every minute and wants more, truth be told, so get your white ass over here and give me some more of that pussy"!
"I was disgusted, this guy was always an arrogant asshole, but this took the cake"! I grabbed my clothes and left!
(three days later)
"I couldnt get the pounding out of my mind, Eric took control of me and never stopped"! Since then my boyfriend and I have only had sex one time and he came in 5 minutes. Is this what I have to look forward too, for the rest of my life"? A white guy? OMG, just the sound of Eric voice telling me, how much I need black dick was true"! "Im about to get married and now Im having cold feet'!
"How do I tell my boyfriend, I can't live like this for the rest of my life"?
"Confessions Of A Rich White Wife Fucking Her Black Personal Trainer"!
Members login and download the dirtiest white wife confessionals on the planet"! (rich women fuck better)!!
"A Medical Student
With A Hairy
inside the day
of the life of a
with a big ass
full bush, who
things in life!
Big black dark
friends call me
of my split
they really dont
know half of the
things Im into"!
Login and find
is the fastest
This horny hippy
can only be seen
"Smell My Hairy Pussy
Jerk Off Video Is Online
|"Do you like jerking
off to hairy ass pussies
from fine ass bitches?
LOL, well today is your
lucky day because the
hairy pussy jerk off
video is finally online,
and is guaranteed to
make you blow a huge
fucking load all over
the keyboards! Members
login and download this
classic fetish flick
I've been dating
someone for 40 months
now (3 years and some
months). He's perfect.
When I say perfect, I
minus the fact that he
is not a millionaire who
could afford an Hermes
handbag for me on the
spot, but other than
that, he is perfect. He
cooks, he cleans, he
puts up with my bad
temper, he buys me what
I want, and my parents
He is so good to my
family and respectful of
me. During our 2 and a
half year mark, I asked
to go on a break before
we continue on our
route. He agreed and
although we got back
together, I never feel
like I have achieve the
satisfaction of letting
loose and playing the
field like I had hoped.
I think my only flaw is
that I'm short. I'm
skinny and I am pretty
attractive (so i have
been told by a lot of
people in my life on a
regular basis). I can't
help but to find myself
flirting with black guys
even now that him and I
are back together.
During our break, I had
a thing with this cute
black guy in my past. We
always had unfinished
business and I have
fantasized about having
sex with him while I'm
having sex with my
boyfriend. I also
fantasize about this
other guy I have
unfinished business with
as well. My boyfriend is
perfect for a husband
but I feel like I need
someone fun and
adventurous to be with
right now. I love him
but he has said to me
once that he would get
back with me even if I
were to cheat on him.
What I'm scared of is
cheating on him because
his ex fiance has
cheated on him in the
past before as well. It
really sucks because he
is so perfect, I don't
want to hurt him but I
wonder if I'm hurting
myself in the meantime
while I'm trying to keep
I would really like to
find a hot black guy
with no std's that would
just totally love to pin
me down and have sex
with me for one night
and call it that.
I also feel bad because
I feel like I can do
better than my current
I've been told that I
could but I feel bad.
life sucks doesn't it?
Thinks I'm Selling Homes On My
2nd Job. ......(I'm
Selling Pussy)"! (user
times when you are married its
so hard to communicate the
simple things without starting a
argument. The economy has
affected everyone including
myself, in which I have a PHD in
Psychology. We had to sell our
second home, downsize our mini
van to a smaller compact car. I
didn't go to school for over 10
years to live like this. I was
forced to take a second job to
keep us going.
husband thinks Im selling homes
as a second job. I'm selling
pussy. My pussy that is, a 36
year old blonde pussy, with a
landing strip in between my
lips. The sex has its moments, I
have met some great guys. My
husband would never understand
this world, he would flip if he
knew I had a threesome with two
black football players at a
super 8 motel, with a broken
door handle. My kids would be
heart broken if they knew mommy
took it in her butt hole by a
French business man with a thick
dick head. My life is a reality
show right now, how did I get to
porn director offered me $3,000
to do a all big black cock anal
group sex movie. I need the
money, plus I want the sex. Am I
wrong from doing this? Who do I
(more inside JOIN NOW)
Needs To Clean Me Up"!
fucking my useless husband two
years ago, the only thing he is
good for me "cleaning" me up
after my black boyfriend fills
me up with *real man black
sperm"! I told me lover to take
his time and cum deep inside of
me, my husband needs to work
"Late Night Subway
"I love to
play with my wet pussy, even if
people are watching. I stopped
wearing panties so long ago
because they would be soaked by
the time I got to my job. My
pussy is always ready for a huge
The Life Of A Interracial
"I have been
married twice, my current
husband will NEVER fuck me like
a black guy"! He never made me
cum! He never made me feel like
a real woman, the only thing we
have in common is our kid
together! I only fuck black guys
now! Period. My cuckold husband
tries to listen in the other
Video Of A Slutty New York Indian
Student Confessing About Fucking Older
my virginity to my brother, I fucked my
Minister & He shot hot sperm inside me"!
(classic interracial confessions & fuck
True Interracial Confession:
"Older Guys are
afraid I might tell"!
I tried to get this math teacher to fuck me, his
name was Mr. Riley ! I was ready! I wanted to
lick the pubic hair on his balls and taste his
sperm! He was more nervous than me! He was
afraid I might tell! I remember dropping by his
office unexpectedly he had on grey dress pants
and a white shirt I
could see his dickhead throbbing! I asked him
did he like my new shoes when I was sitting in
his chair! He looked down and said yes I opened
my legs a little so he could see my yellow
panties thru the crack of my skirt! My panties
small so my pussy lips would slip out from time
I was wet and in a freaky mood so I asked Mr. Riley if I could be his
teachers aid! Mr. riley was a tall back guy with
a big dick! All the
white girls would talk about his dick print in
his pants! I wanted to
suck it! I kept trying to fuck him but he would
tell me I was too young or he
might lose his career! But I told him I would
never tell I even let
him feel my warm wet pussy when we were in the
office! Then it finally
happened may 11th the day the seniors went on
prom! The school was
half empty in the day I went to Mr.
Riley's office and he pulled his 11inch black
snake dick out and let me suck it! He tasted so
sweet I could barely get it in my mouth!--Continue
Interracial Black & White Photography From The
Streets Of New York"!
"How many white
chicks do u think will get fucked by black men
C. Over 50k
All white bitches in NYC?!
"Interracial Erotica Photography Update:
"Hairy Black Cock Sperm Slut Fetish"!
"The dark world of interracial fetish
porn has just gotten freakier, members have access to
this new hairy interracial pussy fetish series wish
includes several major bbc sperm blasts inside of this
freaky mountain girls hairy pussy hole"! Login and
download now!!! Video and pix
"Interracial Erotica Photography Update:
"Wedding Day Black Cock Celebration"!
"Members have access to the full black
and white wedding day celebration seen in the eyes of a
cuckold husband as his loving bride makes him sit and
watch her fuck two black strangers on her wedding night!
Login and enjoy this erotic interracial classic!
confession: I am a mom of three but I cannot
get enough of black men. It doesn't matter whether they
are old, young, thin or fat, bald, afro, dreadlocks,
whatever, if they have a hard black dick I want them. I
crave being used and filled and know what I am doing is
not right, but I have to do it. My boyfriend saw he
could not keep up with me and had a couple of his black
friends join us. I fucked them all for hours. We kept
adding men and then other races and I just cannot get
enough. I love the way black dicks look but more how
they feel in me as they use me and fill me with cum. We
have had up to 32 men use me in one day. I am having so
much fun can this be wrong?
"Thick Black Bareback Dicks Are The Best"!
On my last Florida vacation, I
had a chance encounter with a black man. Since then I
felt a craving for the excitement that stirred in my
belly when I talked with any handsome strong black male.
I was particularly attracted to Ken, a black man in his
mid 30's, close to my age. Ken worked in the men's
clothing department at a store I often frequented.
I became acquainted with Ken while shopping for small
articles for my husband. At first, I just mildly flirted
with him, and left when I began to feel aroused.
Although it rarely happens, if I become aroused beyond a
certain point, I almost go into a trance and develop an
intense craving to be fucked.
Then came the time when I wanted to go further. But
first I made sure my husband would be home. Then, I
would quickly drive home and have him satisfy my lust
for sex should it be necessary. I waited until Ken was
alone in his department and I started a casual
conversation. His attentiveness started a twinge in my
belly that moved slowly to my groin as I looked into his
Then I boldly asked, "Have you ever been with a married
"In a manner of speaking, yes I have," he cryptically
replied. Responding to my puzzled look, he finally
continued. "Some married white females, once they have
been with a black man, develop a need for more than one
black cock at a time. A friend of mine invited me over
to help satisfy his married white bitch."
I began to shudder. I knew I was becoming aroused beyond
the point I could endure. I wanted to hurry home to my
husband, but I was mesmerized by his bold statement and
Struggling to maintain eye contact I blurted out in a
quivering voice, "Then you have never had your own white
"No, not yet," he replied, a slight grin forming on his
I was now burning with a fever. I was confused and hot
with desire. I quickly stated, "You work until closing
on Thursdays don't you?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"I simply must run now, I have an appointment, but I
will see you next Thursday," I said as I turned and
quickly walked away, not waiting for a reply.
I frantically drove home where I found my husband
checking stock quotes on the computer.
"Upstairs, NOW!" I demanded.
My husband understood immediately and followed me
upstairs. I quickly undressed and lay on the bed, legs
spread and desperately moaning.
"Hurry, please hurry."
I began to climax as soon as he entered me. I did not
try to respond to his plunge; I drifted into a blissful,
continuing orgasm as he thrust and spurted his cum in
The next Thursday I dressed in a pair of fish net panty
hose. Without underwear beneath them, I was almost
totally exposed. I put on a tight skirt, heels and a
button up blouse. My breasts are relatively small and
firm, so I went without a bra. I unbuttoned my blouse
sufficiently such that I could see my nipples in the
mirror when I bent down. My husband would be busy all
evening with his weekly poker game. I headed for the
About 15 minutes before closing I drifted over to Ken's
department. He was alone and greeted me with, "You sure
look sexy, got a date tonight?"
I smiled, as I replied, "Not yet."
"You don't think this is too slutty do you?" I asked as
I pulled the side of the skirt up, exposing the skin of
my hip through the netting.
Ken quickly looked around the store, checking to see if
anyone could see us. Satisfied, he reached over and took
hold of my skirt. He spoke as he slowly moved the skirt
up exposing my ass cheeks.
"A friend of mine is out of town and has left me with a
key to his apartment. Would you like to stop over for a
drink after I close?"
"Just the two of us?" I pouted.
He immediately responded.
"So you want to party do you? I wouldn't normally want
to break a white bitch in this way, but I will make the
He handed me a slip of paper with an address written on
it. "See you there about 10:30."
When I arrived, Ken and two other black men were waiting
for me. One was an older, confidant man in his early
forties; the other a somewhat nervous younger male in
his late twenties.
As Ken poured me a glass of wine, the older man calmly
said, "Ken says you have on some very sexy panty hose
that you want to show off."
"That would be fun," I said as I slipped off my heels.
"Would you undo my blouse first?" I asked as I stepped
close to the younger man.
As soon as he started to unbutton me, I reached down and
unzipped him. He did not have on a belt or underwear so
when I unbuttoned his pants his cock sprung out. While I
slipped his pants down over his hips, the older black
man expertly undid the side buttons of my skirt and
slipped the skirt down to the floor.
I stepped out of my skirt as I got down on my knees and
put the young hard cock in my mouth. My mouth was full
of saliva that I used to coat his large cock as I began
a slow deep stroking of his cock with my mouth and
throat. Occasionally I would lick the bottom of his
mushroom head and then suck the head before moving it to
the back of my mouth. With one hand I held his black
stem; with the other I massaged his full balls. In
almost no time I was moaning from the pleasure of his
warm gummy cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed his cum
and sucked until I had all of his juice.
When I stood up, Ken handed me a glass of wine and
introduced me to the older man.
"This is Al; he has four other young blacks coming over
shortly for you to suck, and then I will fuck you."
Al smiled and said, "Nice to meet you. I do love your
panty hose, and what lies beneath."
When the four men arrived I sucked them one at a time. I
was surprised how soon each ejaculated after I took
their long black cocks into my wet mouth. I would no
sooner be moaning from the pleasure of feeling their
manhood in my mouth than they would begin spurting their
cum in me. I found out later that Al had instructed them
to stroke themselves and be ready since he did not want
my tongue to get sore.
By the second cock, I was in a fevered trance. My cunt
was hot, wet and needing a cock. I hardly noticed when
the men pulled my hair forcing their cocks deep in my
throat while they spurted their sperm. At times I could
not swallow their cum quickly enough and some juice
would spill out of my mouth and down their stem. When
this happened, Al, who had positioned himself behind me,
would reach around and pinch my bare nipples.
Al would softly speak into my ear, "Lick up what you
spilt you little white slut, lick and swallow every
When I finished draining the last of the young males,
Ken and Al lead me to the bed and removed my panty hose.
Ken was naked and positioned himself between my spread
legs. Al was dressed and on his knees behind my head.
Ken placed his cock on the lips of my cunt, barely into
the opening. Al massaged my breasts and nipples. Only Al
"If you are going to be a black man's bitch, you need to
learn how to beg for his cock."
I moaned and begged for black cock in me; but the
begging for cock was only verbal, I did not beg with my
body. Instead of humping my groin up seeking cock, I
pushed my breasts up, craving Al's caresses and nipple
squeezing. When Al responded to my urges, I began to
"Fuck her Ken!" Al shouted, "The bitch is cumming."
As Ken pushed deep into me with his first stroke, I
exploded into an uncontrollable orgasm. I lay there
gurgling in an almost unconscious state as Ken fucked me
hard and deep.
With each stroke I could hear Al saying, "Fuck the bitch
hard Ken, show this white slut how she needs black
Soon I could hear Ken's loud grunts as his face grimaced
and he shot his seed deep in me.
When Ken had finished both men got up. Ken dressed and
spoke as he left, "Al will see that you get cleaned up
before you leave, see you later."
As it turned out, this was Al's apartment. I stayed
lying on the bed, small orgasmic aftershocks sending
pulses of pleasure though my body. I made eye contact
with Al, my eyes begging him to return to my breasts.
Al picked up a pair of nipple clamps he had lying on a
table. He positioned himself as before and placed them
loosely on my nipples. It was only slightly painful as
the steel claws bit into my flesh. He then proceeded to
slowly tighten the grip of the clamps, occasionally
interrupting the slow buildup of pain to massage the
breast and nipples around the clamps.
I moaned as I entered a state of painful ecstasy. When
he had tightened the clamps to their limit he began to
slowly pull on the chain that connected the clamps,
giving it occasional quick jerks. I responded by
spreading my legs apart and slowly humping my pussy.
"So my white, pain-loving slut finally wants my black
cock," he coldly stated. He got up from behind me and
placed a pillow under my head. He undressed and walked
around, placing himself between my legs. He was holding
a ruler next to his cock. I now understood why he had
propped my head up with the pillow.
"Now you can tell your white girl friends that your
black Bull has a full 12 inch cock," he said as he
placed the ruler next to his manhood.
It was not only the length that amazed me, but the size
of the mushroom head. It reminded me of a stallion I had
once seen. He could now see the fear in my eyes as he
took his hard cock in one hand, placed the other on my
white belly and proceeded to enter me. Although I was
still well lubricated from my juices and Ken's sperm, he
still had difficulty getting beyond the opening of my
"If you have to scream, I do have a gag we can use," he
stated as he moved his hand from my belly and picked up
the chain to the clamps.
He then began a rhythmic motion, pressing his cock
deeper and then pulling on the clamps. At first I
suppressed a scream by a series of rapid breathings. The
breathing turned into a low moan as I moved into a state
of complete surrender. The pain was intense, but I
drifted with it, allowing the waves of pain to caress my
soul. I do not know how deep he penetrated that first
night before he exploded in me. I did not reach a climax
but when he withdrew I felt a release more satisfying
then an orgasm. My inner soul needed the pain he gave
As I showered and dressed, he spoke.
"I am your black Bull now, and you will suck and fuck
only the men I allow. For now you will return here every
Thursday night. You will always do as I instruct without
any hesitation. Is that understood?"
"Yes," I replied. "And am I allowed sex with my
"For now, yes," he answered as I left.
I drove home. My mind could not comprehend what I had
just done. The realization that Al had manipulated Ken
to deliver me to him seeped into my conscious mind, but
I could not dwell on the thought. The implication of Al
now being my black Bull was like a stone barrier, that
my thoughts could not penetrate. I stopped thinking and
became only an island of awareness. As I neared my
house, I became giddy and laughed, thinking; 'Now
Thursday night will be poker night for both my husband
"Interracial Erotica Photography Update:
"The Horny New York City Stockbroker's Lunch Meeting"!
City is know for its dark erotic sexual behavior, this
interracial photography series features a successful stockbroker
and a escort in a cheap hotel, while the broker is on his lunch
"A New York
City stockbroker releases stress in this dark interracial
erotica series. Members can download inside!
(photo series inside)
"Interracial Anal Sex With Strangers"!
(The perfect first date in New York City)!
"I met this
cute girls on craigslist she relocated back to the east coast to
find a better job. She lives with her family and loves having
anal sex. Even on the first date!
We have the
best erotic Interracial photography online, hands down. Members
can download it all! (photo series inside)
Jersey Wife Married 6 Weeks Ago
Shows Up At Swinger Party (Without Her
husbands are good for one thing"! "Too pay all the bills and let
me fuck any guy who talks sweet to me. My wedding ring cost him
voyeur sex photo series, white men are useless in the bedroom.
Shut up and watch me get fucked by some real men"!
(photo series inside)
Wanna Know What The First 2 Minutes Of A
Interracial Hookup Looks Like"?
upon us and their are so many horny married women looking to get
fucked by aggressive black men with big dicks!
(photo series inside)
Interracial Erotica photography available for member downloads
inside! (photo series inside)
White Man's Pretty Wife (True IR Story)
Fucking other men's wives,
especially white women, is my passion. I've found it to be relatively
easy to find neglected ladies and break them in to black loving. It
started several years ago with a cute, young blonde who lived down the
hall in my apartment complex. We took a walk around the lake one evening
and I ended up taking her from behind as she grabbed a tree for support.
I've had several more since but what happened last Saturday was unique.
Usually my fuck sessions are without hubbie's consent or knowledge.
Seducing women is what makes me feel alive. This time, a husband asked
me to do his wife. He worked in my office as a temp for a few months and
he had heard of my penchant for white women. A few weeks after he left,
he called and asked if I would meet him and his wife at a bar downtown.
He said he wanted me to meet her.
When I arrived, I saw a very nice looking, demure woman about 30 years
old. She seemed nervous and didn't talk much. Most of the time, she just
looked at the tabletop. Occasionally, when she thought I wasn't looking,
she would sneak a quick peek at me.
He explained that their sex life had been boring until they had
fantasized about a threesome. Until a few days earlier, they had left it
as just a bedtime arouser. She agreed that the idea was erotic but I
wasn't getting the feeling that she wanted to take it to the next level
as much as he did. He explained that this was just a get acquainted
meeting to see if the chemistry was there. For me the heat was there,
she had a hot little body and those high, round tits that always make my
As the evening ended, I walked them to their car. She seemed a million
miles away until I opened her door. Uttering a little cry, she grabbed
me and gave me a hot-as-hell openmouthed kiss, grinding her cunt on my
thigh. I responded my grabbing her ass and marveling at how soft and
squeezable it was. I could feel her heart, pounding like a trip hammer
on my chest.
As suddenly as it began, it ended. She jumped back and got in the car,
closing the door after her. Hubbie, who had been watching with a nervous
but hopeful smile, just shrugged and got into the car. They drove off
and I thought that was the end of that game.
He called the next weekend and said they had talked about our encounter
that night and several more nights. Each time, he said, the sex was as
great as it ever had been. Would I be interested in "seeing more of
Kendra" he asked, emphasizing the phrase to make sure I got the full
meaning. We agreed to meet for dinner. At his suggestion, I took a cab
so we could all ride back to their place in one car.
She was very nervous at dinner, but dressed to kill. She was wearing the
classic little black dress and it was obvious from the cut of the dress
and the little bullets where her nipples were that a bra wasn't part of
the uniform. The dinner table conversation skirted the reason I was
there. Whenever I started to go that way, she would blush furiously and
change the subject.
When we left, hubbie put us in the back seat of the car and started to
drive us to their house. I began some innocent foreplay. Nibbling on he
neck, stroking her knees, biting her ears, Soon she was kissing me just
like that first night. Twice my hand wandered up the inside of her thigh
almost to her pussy and twice she clamped her legs shut, whispering,
"Not here, not in the car."
I caressed her tit and she covered my hand with hers, mostly to hide the
activity from her husband, who was watching us in the mirror. She
stopped me from lowering her dress to go "skin-to-skin," though.
When we got to their house, He poured a glass of wine and I began
kissing her again. This time I ran my hands down to cup her ass cheeks
and discovered only a tiny little thong panty stood between me and her
sweet, white pussy. Suddenly, she pulled back and grabbed her wine
glass. Downing it in one gulp, she went into the living room and sat in
a chair. I took the couch, unsure of what was going to happen. At this
point, I was horny as hell and needed relief.
Kendra whispered she had never been with any man other than her husband
and the thought of doing something like we were planning, especially
with him watching, was more than she could handle. All three of us
talked about it for a few minutes before she excused herself. It was
just a bathroom trip, she said. "I'll be right back."
She did some back and took her chair. As we talked, she stretched and
spread her legs just slightly, aiming the view at me in such a way that
her husband couldn't see what was going on. I looked down and noticed
that she had taken off her panties, exposing herself completely to me.
I turned to her husband and told him he needed to go buy some beer. He
understood immediately and left the room. I waited until I heard his car
pull out of the driveway, then told her to come over to me.
As she stood in front of me, I ran my hands up the back of her legs
until I had her butt covered. She was trembling with fear and excitement
at what was about to happen and she slowly dropped to her knees. Kissing
her again, I lifted the front of her dress until I had exposed her
I ran my fingers through her cunt hairs and down to her clit. She fell
backwards, pushing me away. Her dress was all the way up around her
waist now and I looked down at her pussy. It was wet and fully open.
The moment was broken when she cried out, "I can't, I can't." She cried
as ran from the room.
Angry at this prick teasing bitch, I left the house and walked until I
could hail a cab.
Hubbie called Saturday evening and asked me to come back over. I told
him I wasn't into any more game playing. He put her on the phone and all
she said in a tiny little voice was, "I want you to come over and fuck
Hot damn! That was the hottest proposal I had heard in a long time.
I drove over, thinking I must be a complete fool but I had to take one
more shot at that pussy. When I got there, he showed me into the
She was lying on the bed, her face turned away from us. She was wearing
the smallest possible black bra and panties. The contrast with her
alabaster white skin was startling. Then I noticed her wrists were
handcuffed to the headboard and her feet were tied to the foot of the
bed with scarves.
"Man, I don't do this kind of thing," I said and started to leave.
"Please stay." It was that tiny little voice again. She was pleading
He explained. She wants you to fuck her. She just can't relax enough to
let it happen. She asked me to tie her up, that way she can fantasize
that she has no choice but to let it happen. I agreed but with two
Looking at Kendra, I said slowly, "Any time you want it to stop, all you
have to do is say the word. And I won't fuck you until you put it in.
Can you handle that?"
I looked at her again. Damn! She had a hell of a body. "Kendra, do you
want this?" I asked.
Blushing furiously, she nodded her agreement.
I stripped, then sat at the side of the bed. Hubbie sat in a chair. I
began stroking her belly, using wider and wider strokes until I was
touching the underside of her breasts. I undid the front clasp and for
the first time, saw her perfectly round tits. She took a deep, ragged
breath as she realized that the first bridge to her eventual slutdom had
been crossed. I used my fingertips to tease her nipples into hard little
bullets. Little yips and moans came from her mouth. Her heart was
beating so hard, I could see it pumping beneath her breast.
I leaned over and captured a nipple with my lips, gradually sucking most
of her small, perfectly shaped tit into my mouth. She was pushing her
chest up, enjoying the heat and the sensation. I could hear her husband
saying "Oh, Jesus, Oh Jesus," over and over to himself. I was wondering
if he could watch the defilement of his wife much longer without
stopping us. I wondered what I would do if he did. I wasn't sure about
her but I knew was to far gone to stop.
I moved to her other nipple and was pleased that she turned her torso
toward me to hurry the sensation.
This time, I slid my hand down her belly and pushed it abruptly under
her panties, claiming one of the wettest pussies I've ever felt. She
almost came at the touch, I pulled back, teasing her again and again,
wanting her to feel the frustration I had felt earlier.
I moved between her legs and slid the thin band of her panties aside so
I could see the pussy I was going to claim. I rolled forward and covered
her entire slit with my mouth. She cried out, grabbing the headboard
with her hands and arching herself up, trying to take my entire face in
her sex-crazed cunt.
Hubbie was getting louder. "Shit! Oh, fuckin' shit! I can't believe it!"
was all he could say. I looked over at him to see what he might do. His
hands were holding onto the arms of the chair so tightly that all the
blood had left his fingertips. He wanted so badly to stop this, even
more than that, he wanted to see it happen.
I looked back at her. She no longer realized he was still in the room.
She had gone off to some sexual nirvana, a bitch in total heat that
needed fucking right now.
I asked. "Shall I continue? Do you want my black cock in your lily white
pussy? You've got to ask."
Her hips were lifting off the bed, her breath was coming in short little
bursts. I could see her cunt, spasming around nothing, needing a cock
I heard the same little girl voice coming from her. "Fuck me. Fuck me,
I reached back and untied the scarves, freeing her legs. She immediately
brought them up high and wide giving it up in the classic missionary
position. I moved her ass just a bit so hubbie could see what was
happening. I started high. moving my cock down across her clit to find
that warm, moist hole underneath.
Slowly, ever so slowly so they could both experience the completeness of
the act, I pushed down, penetrating her with just the head of my cock. I
Her eyes had been tightly shut. She opened them in surprise and
frustration. I leered at her. "Do it!" I commanded.
She thrust upward, taking all of my cock in one fast movement. I heard
hubby cry out again, knowing the deed had been done and it had been done
by Kendra. For the next few minutes, the only sounds in the room was the
slurping noise of my cock driving in and out of her hungry pussy and her
screams as first one orgasm then another shook her body.
When I came, I pushed hard into her and drained myself of weeks of
frustration. I pulled out and watched as my cum started leaking from her
cunt. She collapsed, thoroughly exhausted. I sat up and looked at hubby.
He was as emotionally spent as she was. A wet spot on the front of his
jeans told another tale. He, too had cum.
Using my fingers, I gave her another orgasm. enjoying the sight of her
little body arching shamelessly as I inserted first one then two and
finally four fingers into her. I got dressed and let myself out.
She looked amazing. I know a groom isn't supposed to see his bride on
their wedding day, before she walks down the aisle, but Melissa was such
a gorgeous woman that I couldn't resist sneaking a peak. She was way out
of my league, and I still don't know how I managed to snag a woman like
her. My more cynical friends said it was just a matter of economics. I
had money and she didn't, so it was a natural match.
Melissa was only 22 when we got married. A soccer player at our college,
her body was long and lean, but voluptuous enough to let you know that
she was a woman. Shiny blonde hair fell onto her alabaster white
shoulders, narrow but strong. Her lean arms, bristling with the tiniest
of blonde hairlets, were toned but not muscular. And her abs were to die
for. She must have done at least 300 sit-ups a day to keep her tummy
flat, bless her, and probably another 300 deep knee bends to keep her
long legs tight and fit as well. She was a standard issue California
beach babe, and somehow I had managed to get her into my bed, then get a
diamond onto her finger. And today was our wedding day.
We were getting married in the big cathedral downtown, and had rented
several rooms in the large hotel across the street. This would make
things easier for everyone, as the wedding party could get dressed right
across the road from the church, and with the reception being held in
the hotel ballroom, there wasn't any need for a big convoy of drunk
drivers trying to get back to the hotel. One of the rooms was a day room
for the bride and brides maids to get dressed in, have their hair
retouched and all that crap that was supposed to make them look like
Barbie dolls on the big day. Since I had paid for all the rooms, I had
keys to all of them, including the day room.
Wanting to see my beautiful bride before the wedding itself, I had snuck
into her hotel room, hoping to catch her by surprise. But alas, the room
was empty when I showed up, she must have been out having coffee with
her bridesmaids. But her clothes were already there, laid out in the
room, ready for the girls to pull them on just before the ceremony.
The dress was beautiful, I suppose, as far as wedding dresses go, long
flowing white thing with about a 10 foot train. It was probably the
dress that she'd been dreaming about since she was five years old or so.
I couldn't have cared less, myself, but I did like the way it made her
look like a virgin, untried and unridden. Of course, not much could have
been further from the truth, since my Melissa had paid her way through
school by working as a stripper at the various clubs around town, and in
the neighbouring towns as well. She was no slut, but she certainly
wasn't daddy's little girl either.
Her accoutrements were laid out on the bed as well, the garter that
would get to wrap itself around her tight, creamy white thigh, soaking
up her sweat and her scent before she seductively bent over and slid it
down the length of her long sexy leg, tossing it over her shoulder to
some lucky single guy who would have a piece of my wife's lingerie as a
souvenir. The exotic white panties which would hug her moist crevices
during the ceremony, riding up into the crease of her tight
blonde-trimmed pussy and into the dark folds of skin where the cheeks of
her taut ass came together. Now those would make a great souvenir!
There was her chantilly bra, delicate but strong, which would push her
fleshy breasts up and together, creating that compelling bosom between
her pasty white tits. I got hard just thinking about how these snow
white pieces of cloth and lace would turn my sexy, athletic blonde
ex-stripper fiancée into a lily white, innocent, unspoiled bride.
I heard the door handle click, and turned to see it being jiggled as
someone put the key into the lock and tried to open it. The girls were
back. I didn't want to get caught breaking the no see superstition, so I
dodged into the small closet, sliding the door shut behind me. Through
the slats in the door of the closet I could see my bride to be, her 19
year old sister Tanya, and the maid of honour, come into the room.
Melissa looked great already, wearing skin tight cream pants that showed
off the long lines of her willowy legs and made her small ass look full
and round. The tiny white tank top she wore clearly showed off the lines
of her hard abs and pushed her small A cup tits upwards, giving them a
healthy bounce as she walked in. Her shoulders and arms glistened in the
late morning sunlight, as white as white can be.
"I can't believe you're tying the knot, Mel" said the maid of honour, an
amazing tight bodied brunette girl named Sabrina who used to work at the
same strip club where Melissa paid her way through college.
Unlike Melissa, though, Sabrina turned tricks to bring in extra cash,
fucking the customers in the champagne room, and going home with the
bikers who ran the club. Thank god Melissa had stuck to dancing only,
choosing to stay faithful to me rather than making a few extra dollars
by spreading those long white legs of hers wide apart for any guy with a
couple hundred bucks and a hard on. Even when she worked the late night
shift, and didn't get home until four or five in the morning, I was
always confident that my cock was the only one sliding down her throat
or penetrating her pussy. Or so I thought, anyways. As well, she had
quit stripping a few months before graduating college, and had since
started going to church regularly, I figure to try to atone for her
"Ya, sis, I don't know how you're going to manage on only one cock for
the rest of your life," said Tanya, just a year out of high school but
already having a good six or seven years of sexual experience under her
belt. She was definitely the slut of the family, bless her!
"Don't worry" said Melissa, a wry smile spreading across her pretty
face, "I'll be well fucked, you know me!"
I was a little taken aback by her remark, but she must have been talking
about the hard poundings that I regularly gave her greasy snatch.
Anyhow, Mel stripped out of her outfit, giving me a great view of my
bride's amazing rock hard stripper/athlete frame, and started getting
dressed, the girls commenting on how pretty and delicate all the white
garments looked. They continued chirping away like, well, like girls at
a wedding, as they helped Melissa get into her bridal costume.
She looked so amazing in the delicate, snow white negligee. Her skin was
so pale and pure right now, like a newborn baby's, and the skimpy bridal
undergarments, trimmed with lace, made her look so virginal and
appealing. She had dressed like that on stage a couple of times, making
the most of her hour glass figure to turn on her customers and con them
into lap dances, but here in the hotel room, just before walking down
the aisle, she just looked so innocent and vulnerable.
There was a knock on the door, I figure it's her mother coming to help
out with the preparations. Sabrina went to open the it.
"Melissa, you have a visitor," she said, through pursed lips.
I watched as a tall black guy walked into the room, feasting his dark
eyes on my bride to be's vulnerable, panty clad body. I recognized him
from the strip club where Mel used to work, I think his name is Jackson.
He was a bouncer at the club, and one of the guys that the dancers would
party with after hours. Stupidly, I guessed that he was there to see
Tanya, as I knew that my faithful fiancée didn't have much interaction
with the strip club staff, and certainly not with black guys.
The three girls exchanged glances, and I was surprised to hear Sabrina
say that her and Tanya had to go look into the flower arrangements, and
left the room, leaving Melissa and Jackson alone together, with me still
hiding in the closet, wondering what the fuck was going on.
"So you're really going through with it," said Jackson, his eyes still
roaming freely over my Melissa's exposed skin. She wasn't trying to
cover herself up though. "I can't believe I'm not going to get to fuck
you ever again, little girl."
What the hell did he mean by that? He'd never fucked my bride. There's
no way, they never had an opportunity, since Melissa didn't start
stripping until after her and I had met, and she had never cheated on me
since. Or so she said, anyways. What was he talking about. My stomach
was in knots wondering what this was all about. Had my innocent,
faithful girlfriend maybe not been so innocent after all? No way, I
couldn't see Melissa, my pretty, slender, blonde fiancée, ever spreading
her soft inviting legs wide apart for some huge black man. But maybe she
had done that, maybe she had been lying to me the whole time, and wasn't
just a stripper, but was a slut, a whore, as well. Maybe Melissa had
been there with Sabrina the whole time, a sex toy for the bikers and
club owners, fucking all kinds of sleazy lowlifes, drug dealers,
mobsters, and pimps. My doubts were even stronger when Mel replied to
"Who says you're never going to fuck me again? Hmmm? You should never
say never, big boy" she said, a huge smile spreading across her face as
her eyes so obviously dropped to look at Jackson's bulging crotch. The
guy had a hard on from looking at my bride's sultry body, and she was
apparently happy about that fact.
Then my world fell apart, and jets of anxiety-induced acid shot into my
stomach, because the tall black man stepped forward and took my half
naked bride to be into his arms. They kissed, hard and long, their arms
fiercely groping each others' backs and shoulders as their faces meshed
I was amazed at the contrast between the two people making out in front
of me. Jackson, tall, muscular, dark as night, overwhelmed my tiny
Melissa, dainty and white, blonde hair falling back across her narrow
shoulders, her pasty flesh casting a faint glow against the dark skin of
the man who held her in his arms. I was in shock.
Jackson reached down and put his large hands on my bride's lacy panties,
grasping a big handful of her firm ass, and lifting her against his
bulging groin. Melissa wrapped her long, slender white legs around his
large waist, squeezing his torso tightly and desperately dry humping her
sweet, fragrant snatch against his pelvis. My cock was raging hard as I
witnessed this betrayal of our love.
Jackson wasted no time, and turned towards the bed, laying my innocent,
white bride down beneath him on the mattress, crushing her small frame
beneath his large, muscular body. Their mouths stayed glued together as
he reached down and violently pulled her white panties down the length
of her legs, Melissa raising her ass off the bed to help him slide them
off. She reached around with one arm to unsnap her bra, and tossed it
towards the closet where I hid. The bra slapped against the door to the
closet, right in front of my face, and dropped to the floor at my feet.
My bride was now completely naked underneath this tall black stranger,
except for the lacy white garter that stayed wrapped around her creamy
Jackson raised himself up, still straddling Melissa, stripped off his
jacket and tie, and took off his shirt, revealing a ripped, hard,
bodybuilder's body, black as night. He undid his pants and slid down his
boxer shorts, lowering them just enough to free his massive cock, long,
thick, black, and fully engorged at the thought of burying itself
between my bride's white, wielding thighs.
What an image it was that confronted me, my fiancée naked on her back,
her wedding dress hanging on a rack beside the bed, her lingerie flung
on the floor as this large black man towered above her, about to plunder
my bride before my very eyes, stealing her sex from me, violating the
sanctity of our wedding night before I had the chance to claim her as my
Her pussy must have been wet and ready, because Jackson had no problem
stuffing it with his meat. His thick, cuckolding shaft slid effortlessly
into my bride's sweet, moist pussy, and soon their pubic hairs meshed
together as the base of his cock was engulfed by her warm slot. It was
as though her pretty cunt was used to his cock, as though cocks that big
had been inside her so many times before that she had no trouble
accommodating them in her depths.
Jackson lowered his mouth to Melissa's as he slowly started to fuck my
woman. Hesitant moans escaped her lips as her hard thighs squeezed
against his rib cage. She worked it hard, spreading her legs as wide as
she could to accommodate his wide frame. Her tiny hands clawed into his
large black ass, pulling it deeper into her. The bed springs started to
creak and moan as well, as they found the rhythm that brought maximum
pleasure to the both of them, my supposedly innocent woman frantically
pumping her hips in time with his animal thrusts. When she could catch
her breath, she begged him to fuck her harder, to take her, to own her,
to fill her with his juices, to claim her as his own.
"My pussy is yours baby, my body is yours. You fill me. You drive me
over the edge. Oh god. Pound me baby. Pound my slutty cunt like you
always have, make me a woman. Oh god Jackson, I need your cum inside me,
I need your baby inside me, please put it in me. Fill me with your
strong black seed and make my slutty white belly stretch as your huge
black baby grows inside me. Oh fuck I want you. I want you to fuck me
forever and I want to have your black baby."
Their hard stomachs, slick with the sweat of their exertions, made
slippery sucking noises as the slid across each other. Her thighs
flattened against his hard torso, her small tits were crushed and mashed
beneath his weight. Melissa threw back her head and wailed in ecstasy,
her body trembling then going limp as it was rocked by an overwhelming
orgasm. The room was filled with the sounds of her moaning and crying as
he pleasured himself with my wife, the bed was shaking and almost
bouncing off the floor, and her head was slammed against the headboard
with frightful thuds as he viciously reamed her small body.
Before long, Jackson's back arched deeply and he pressed his pelvis hard
against Melissa's, holding her in place beneath him. My eyes were
riveted on the spot where the base of his jet black stomach merged with
my bride's pasty white tummy, his long shaft buried in the skin beneath
it, penetrating halfway to her throat. I knew that Jackson was filling
my bride to be with his potent semen, just before she was about to walk
down the aisle and pledge her everlasting love for me. Melissa's pussy
squeezed his spurting cock for all it was worth, milking every last drop
of sperm from his shaft, still spitting the seeds of betrayal into her
steaming hot, churning depths. He held her in place beneath him,
enjoying his orgasm for as long as he could. The two of them were
drenched with sweat, Melissa's hair was a mess, the bed was a mess, and
they were panting for breath.
"Thank you Jackson. Thank you for making me your white whore one more
time. Thank you for fucking me," said my bride.
"You are so fucked up, baby. But thank fuck you love the dark meat,
cause the dark meat sure looks good on you. And feels even better inside
you, you know." He reached down and kissed her again, her hands grasping
the back of his head and pulling his face harder into hers. Soon,
Jackson stood up, and stared down at my just fucked fiancée, lying
splayed on the bed, her lingerie crushed, his come dribbling out from
between her thighs, staining the bedspread.
"Married or not, you can have me any time you want me, lover. My pussy
is yours, same as it's always been yours. You paid for me, you still own
me," my Melissa pledged to him.
Jackson replied to her "I own you all right, surfer chick. I own your
pussy just like I own your sister's pussy. You gonna be my white ho,
little girl, my tight snatched, blonde haired beach bunny ho."
She smiled an evil smile, sat up and took his massive cock in her hand
as he pressed his crotch into her pretty face, wrapping her pretty lips
around his still engorged dark rod, her tiny white hand squeezing its
base as her face slid up and down along its black length. He grabbed her
head and forced her off the bed, on to her knees, allowing him to slide
its full length down her tiny throat.
Melissa gagged as he deep throated her, slapping his balls harder and
harder against her chin, choking her, smothering her. Soon, tears welled
up in her eyes as he brutally fucked her face, a sinister smirk
appearing on his mouth as he used this stupid white woman squatting on
the floor in front of him. He tensed up again and I cringed as he filled
her belly with his come, dumping another massive load of sperm into her
tiny body, depositing it directly into her esophagus, her face scrunched
up in pain as she swallowed his warm seed.
Jackson pulled out of her, his glistening cock bobbing in front of her
face as she fell to the floor, gasping for breath.
As he zipped up his pants and put his shirt back on, Jackson said to her
"Ya, you mine, white bitch. Your pussy, your tits, your ass, your mouth.
Don't ever forget, I'll come for your sex anytime I get the urge to slip
my beast into some skinny pasty white cunt, you got that?"
Not giving her a chance to respond, he walked out the door.
Melissa sat there on the floor, used and bruised, catching her breath.
She started to clean herself up, still crying from the brutal fucking
and hardcore blowjob she had just endured. After a few minutes, Tanya and
Sabrina returned, a little bit taken aback by the rough shape my Melissa
"Don't worry" said Sabrina, hugging Melissa tenderly, "we'll cover
everything up with makeup, no one will see the bruises or anything. It's
just the price of business, honey."
"He fucks hard, doesn't he?" said little Tanya. "When he's through with
me, I'm in pain for hours afterwards. But it's worth it for the
privilege of being his bitch." What a fucked up group of women I was
The three women then went into the bathroom together, to start cleaning
up my bride, for the ceremony. I took the opportunity to sneak out the
room, my hard cock chafing against my pants as I quietly crept into the
An hour later, I'm standing in front of the altar, watching my beautiful
Melissa walk down the aisle towards me, radiant in her long white bridal
gown, her long silky blonde hair flowing majestically over her
shoulders. She seemed to be walking a little funny though, kind of
hesitatingly and crooked. My best man whispered that her shoes must be
too tight for her, but I knew better.
My eyes fell on Jackson, sitting in the middle of the church on the
bride's side, an evil smile on his face. It tore me apart inside,
knowing that his sperm was swimming in my bride's womb as she walked
towards me, and was probably dripping out the edges of her pussy, drying
into a crust on her creamy white thighs. She was to be my wife, but she
was somebody else's sex bitch. the end.