"I'm not going to last much longer." I whispered to her.
"Don't cum." She taunted me.
"Please. I have to go." I whispered.
"Ugh!" Lana groaned as Jerome fucked her harder. "No. You're not allowed to cum yet." She ordered me.
I closed my eyes and tried to hold back.
"Oh please!"
"I don't know. Why don't you ask Jerome? Do you think he deserves to cum, baby?" She reached back and held our black bull's hand.
I couldn't believe she just emasculated me in front of Jerome like that. It was utterly humiliating, but my cock still throbbed uncontrollably.
"He can cum after I jizz in your perfect pussy." Jerome grunted.
"You heard him. Wait until he cums in me." My wife teased me.
She sucked on my head again. I groaned louder and louder. I flexed my muscles trying to starve off the orgasm.
"Please cum in my wife!" I begged Jerome.
Lana could hardly contain her laughter. "You're getting awfully pathetic now. I love it." She whispered to me.
Jerome grunted loudly. I saw his balls unload into my wife. "I'm going to cum in you!" He announced loudly. I'm sure our neighbors could have heard his booming voice.
He unloaded his white seed into my wife. Lana thrashed uncontrollably as she had another orgasm.
"Oh god! Keep cumming!" She groaned.
My wife sucked harder on my cock. She flicked the head continuously. I couldn't hold back anymore. I filled her mouth with wave after wave of cum. It was the most intense orgasm of my life. A warm glow enveloped my body as my orgasm subsided.
"Oh god! Oh god. Oh god." I repeated. I couldn't believe how good that felt.
Lana laid on the bed as Jerome caressed her feet. Her eyes stared deep into mine as we all enjoyed the moment.
"I love you babe." I said.
"I love you too." She said softly. She kissed my kneecap.
"So are you ready for round two?" Jerome said as he sucked on my wife's toes.
"Round two?" I asked.
"I think he wants to fuck me in our pool." Lana said with a devious smile. "Sure, babe. That sounds like fun."
Lana kissed me before she uncuffed my hands. "I bet you want to fuck me so bad, honey."
"Oh I do." I admitted. I embraced my wife with a passionate kiss. We had rekindled our love. "You'll fuck me after Jerome cums in my ass." She said with a smile.
The three of us went downstairs to the pool for more fun.
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(Karen)
I couldn't believe the porn I found on John's computer. It was like a calling from god. I found the most erotic interracial porn I had ever seen in my life. He had a huge collection of petite housewives getting fucked by humongous black men.
It was always a fantasy of mine. I never slept with a black man or even dated one. In some ways I was jealous of my friends in college because they would always brag about how black guys were so big.
Don't get me wrong, John made me very happy. He was a great husband and a breadwinner. He was a pretty high level executive for a Fortune 500 company. He brought home the bacon and made sure I was indulged with the greatest luxuries in life. However, the one problem was he had a tiny dick.
We had been married for about two years now and in that time, John had never made me cum with his cock. We tried everything, but the only way he could get me off was with his tongue. It was good and all, but sometimes a girl just needs a big cock to ravage her pussy.
Now that I found his porn stash, I knew he wanted the same thing as me. At the insistence of our neighbor, Ashley, I took the liberty of making a date with our personal trainer, Jackson. He was the cream of the crop. He stood over six feet tall and had a built body like a linebacker.
His large hands would often guide me during our workout sessions and I would furiously masturbate to him. I dreamed about his warm lips up against mine. I imagined the touch of his hands prying off my wet panties and his massive cock entering me for the first time. It made me so wet to just think about it all!
John just walked through the front door after work. I took another sip of wine and greeted him at the entrance.
"Hi baby. How was work?" I took off his jacket and put it on the coat hanger.
"It was okay. Busy week with that new project."
"Poor baby!" I kissed him on the neck as he sighed in relief. "Don't worry, I have a big surprise for you."
"Oh yeah? What's that?" He asked me.
I leaned in and kissed his ear. I sucked on it softly as he moaned in response. "I found your porn stash." I whispered seductively into his year.
"You what?" He said in a shocked voice. "I found your porn stash. You want me to get fucked by a black man, don't you?"
"U-uh...its n-not what you think." He said.
He was so cute denying the truth. I looked down and he was already hard. I grabbed hic cock through his slacks and squeezed softly.
"No...I think you're just embarrassed. You want to see me get fucked so badly. I know it."
"Well...maybe a little." He said, stuttering his words.
"That's good. Because I invited my personal trainer, Jackson, out on a special date."
"Y-You did?" He said. John could hardly contain his excitement right now.
"That's right babe! He's going to wine and dine me and then fuck me senseless."
"At a hotel?"
"Nope. Right here on this couch." I pushed my husband against the couch and he fell. I mounted him and kissed his neck softly. His lips graciously wrapped around mine. I hadn't been this turned on with my husband in quite a long time. Imagine what Jackson would do to my body later tonight!
"Oh!" He moaned. John made no attempt to hide his obvious pleasure now. "When is he coming?"
"We're going to pick him up!" You're going to chauffeur us to the restaurant and watch as he seduces me.
John's eyes widened like a little kid on Christmas. "Really?"
"Yeah. He's going to get me so hot and horny tomorrow night. You'll be begging him to fuck me senseless."
"I can't wait!" John squealed like a pig.
(John)
I rushed home from work the next day. I couldn't believe my wife had actually set up a date with her personal trainer. It was the most erotic and naughty thing we had ever done. It couldn't have come at a better time. I felt that Karen wasn't really satisfied with me over the last few weeks. Hopefully this would rekindle our relationship.
When I got home, she was already dressed. She wore a beautiful red cocktail dress and a pair of matching heels. She had curled her shoulder-length blonde hair. Every strand seemed to bounce with each step she took.
"How do I look babe? Think Jackson will like this outfit?"
"Like it? I think he'll tear it off!" I couldn't even imagine the chemistry they would have.
Karen and I had the most amazing sex last night. I even managed to make her cum with my little four inch dick. It was an incredible feeling. I'd wonder how many times Jackson would be able to make her cum with his big black cock.
"Are you all ready to go?"
"Yep! Let's pick him up."
We left for the car as Karen sat in the back seat. She fidgeted around with her fingers while we drove downtown towards Jackson's loft.
He quickly came out. He wore a sexy black sports coat and looked absolutely handsome. I could see why my wife wanted him.
"So this is our cuck for the night?" Jackson said as he hopped in the back.
"That's right baby! That's my husband, John, and he's going to chauffeur us around. Let's have fun."
"Nice to meet you cuck." Jackson said.
"Same." I replied.
"Hey, call him sir!" Karen said.
We all laughed as I corrected myself. "It's nice to meet you too, sir."
We were going to a high end sushi restaurant in the downtown area. As I drove, I noticed Jackson's hand on my wife's leg. His dark skin pressed agains
t hers made me so horny. I was already hard.
"Let's give our cuck a little show." My wife suggested with a big smile.
Jackson leaned in and kissed her on the lips. I watched in marvel as he seduced my wife so easily. It was hard keeping my eyes on the road when I had such a hot show in the back. I noticed his hands slip down into her dress. Was he finger fucking her?
"Oh Jackson! You're so big!" Karen moaned. Her hand pressed against his hardon. Even from here I could tell it was at least twice the size of mine.
"Yeah I can't wait to take you home little slut."
"What are you going to do to me?" My wife asked.
"I'm going to tear that pussy apart. But first, I want to hear you beg." He grabbed my wife's boobs and caressed them with his fingers. She moaned softly.
A few minutes later, we had arrived at the restaurant. We were seated in a booth near the back for some added privacy. Jackson sat with my wife, while I sat across from them. I could see the look Karen gave him and it made me a little jealous. However, I knew this night was all fun and games and I would not get too attached to the feelings aspect of it.
"So how big are you, sir?" I asked Jackson.
"Big enough to take your wife away if I wanted to." He said with a smile.
I smiled nervously. Karen placed her arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry baby. He's just going to destroy me tonight. Isn't that what you want?"
"Of course." I replied.
We quickly skipped the appetizers and went for the main course. We each ordered a set of rolls. I could hardly dismiss the chemistry between Karen and Jackson. I watched how he touched her so seductively and dominantly. I bet her pussy was so wet.
"Touch me." Karen whispered to him. Karen moaned as Jackson placed his fingers under the table and caressed her pussy. The music was loud enough so the other patrons couldn't hear what was going on.
Before I knew it, Karen's heel pressed against my kneecap. She smiled deviously at me before moving it up and placing it on my crotch. The smooth sole of her heel pressed against my hard pecker. She ground her foot softly into my dick as I moaned. I looked up and Jackson was moaning loudly with his eyes closed.
I looked down under the table and my wife's hand was in his pants! She was giving him the most amazing handjob under the table! She jerked her hand slowly, while teasing me with her foot! What a slut!
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"Another beer, boys?"
I smiled at my husband, Mike, and his friends from the fire station. The boys were all sexy firemen having fun on poker night.
"Sure thing babe." My husband answered.
"Yeah, why not. Although you might want to send me a bill. I'm cleaning out your husband." Jeremy said with a chuckle.
"Hey don't talk to my wife like that." Mike responded. The guys continued to laugh.
"Well I'm sure we can find some other arrangement if he gets too much in the hole." I smiled back.
"I'll have another one too." Chris said.
I collected the empty beer bottles from the table and threw them away in the kitchen. I glanced over at the boys. It was a weekly ritual for some of the boys at work to host a poker night. It rotated around for weeks and finally we had to host.
I didn't actually mind. A lot of the boys at the fire station were hot as hell. I mean all they did was work out every single day. I secretly had a poster the department sold a while back for charity. Every one of Mike's friends at work had pretty amazing bodies.
However, I was always attracted to Chris and Jeremy. You see...I had a bit of a black fetish. I never had a black man in my entire life. I came from a small little community in Sacramento. I'd often dream about these boys. Sometimes when I visited Mike at the fire station I would take a peek at them.
The cool air from the fridge cooled my nerves. The cold touch of the beer bottles felt good against my warm skin. I had just imagined being taken by these boys. I wanted their big black fire hoses up my pussy. My husband was alright in the bedroom, but I've heard so many tales about big black men. I always wondered if it was true...you know how they put white guys to shame.
"Alright, here are your drinks. Try not to get too drunk." I teased them.
"Thank you babe." My husband replied.
"Thanks, Vanessa." Chris said.
Chris always did turn me on. I looked at his fresh shaved chin. His smile made my pussy wet. I could smell the cologne from his breath. It smelled like fine Italian leather. He wore a tight tank top that wrapped around his muscles. I wanted to run my fingers all over his dark skin.
Jeremy looked very hot as well. He wore a t-shirt that seemed a size or two small. He was always very confident and I loved that.
I decided to sit down at the table and listen to the boys bust each other's balls. Plus I wanted to flirt with Jeremy and Chris. They were always a good sport and it would give me some good images to masturbate to later in the night.
"So boys, what's going on here?"
"Well we're just taking all of Mike's money unfortunately. He's $400 in the hole already!"
"Is that true baby? You can do better can't you?" I said in a seductive voice.
Mike looked somewhat flustered. I knew he was pretty competitive and that he wanted to 'reclaim his manhood' in my presence.
"Shut up guys. I'll win all that money back before you know it." The guys laughed at my husband's gusto.
"So Vanessa...we were just talking at the fire station."
"Oh not this again!" My husband interjected. "You guys are impossible." He said with a chuckle.
"Come on! Let me finish!" Chris shot back. "So...as I was saying. The boys and I were just wondering how Mike here bagged a sweet girl like you."
"Like me?"
"Yeah of course! You're the hottest girl in town." Jeremy praised me.
"Oh, well he's such a gentleman. He always takes great care of me." I blushed.
"You mean in the bedroom, right?" Chris said. I knew the boys loved to joke about sex so I played along. The topic actually turned me on anyways.
"Well he is pretty big." I replied knowing it would get the boys all riled up.
"Whoa, let's not bring my dick into this." Mike protested.
"Come on man, we know you have the smallest dick in the firehouse! It's nothing to be ashamed of." Jeremy teased. It was like the boys were back in elementary school all over again.
"Shut up and let's just play." Mike said. He seemed a little pissed off at this point.
"Alright, read ‘em and weep! Triple aces baby." Jeremy said as he threw down the cards on the table.
"Fuck!" Mike said as he folded.
"So...how big are you boys?" I asked them.
Mike looked at me as if I had just asked some taboo question or something.
"Are you sure you want to know?" Chris smiled.
"Of course. It's all in good fun, right?"
"I'm 12 inches." Jeremy said in a very proud voice. His chest seemed to arch closer to the ceiling like a gorilla announcing his alpha male status.
"Same here." Chris said as he crossed his arms.
I couldn't believe it! I thought my husband was large at 7 inches...but these big black cocks were on a whole other level.
"No way!" I squealed like a little pig.
"Alright that's enough talk, let's just keep playing. It's poker night, not show and tell." Mike said.
"Well why don't we make it interesting then?" Chris replied.
"What do you mean?" My husband and I replied simultaneously.
Chapter 2
"What do you mean?" We asked again.
"Well Chris, I think we've taken a lot of Mike's money. Let's give him a chance to win it back and then some...Let’s go all in for the final prize."
"And what do you want in return?" My husband asked.
"We'll take Vanessa for the night." They said with a straight face.
"What?" My husband and I said. His jaw nearly dropped to the table. I couldn't b
elieve the boys wanted me and voiced their intentions so brazenly. It made my pussy tingle with pleasure.
"We want your wife." The black boys said again. "If we win, Vanessa is ours for the night. If you win, you'll earn your money back and two grand."
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