Black Cock Cum Shots Several letters I've read in contact magazines have dealt with
interracial pregnancy, and many of the writers have said they would
like to hear from similar people. After reading the letters and at my
husband's suggestion, I have decided to write to you.
At the age of 29 and after four years of marriage, my husband and
I felt it was time to add some spice to our lives. My husband, Larry, is
very aroused by interracial sex, and we had fantasized about it many
times when we fucked. Then Larry began suggesting that I start fuck-
ing black men. The idea wasn't a turn-off to me, but I didn't know how
to go about finding the men, since I wasn't into the bar scene, etc.
Some of the black men where I work as a secretary were constantly
hitting on me, but I had always turned them down. It was flattering
to be considered attractive enough to get their attentions, but up until
this time I hadn't been looking for a black boyfriend, or any boyfriend.
Some friends from work threw a Halloween Party, and Larry and I
were invited. Larry hardly knew anyone who would be there, but we
went for the fun of it. He Black Cock Cum Shots she got into the bath-tub, she could almost depend
on Walter walking through the door and peering at her as she
screamed at him from behind the shower curtain. She had no great
love for her new step-father, either. Especially lately, he had
been picking at her, complaining when she was out too late, and
bitching about her friends, how they talked too much and too
loud.
Recently too there had been an episode that bothered her. She
was walking through the house when her step-father squeezed her
pretty bottom through her jeans, and a couple of times, had
goosed her when she bent over. Several times, when he was in a
more friendly mood, he had told her what a pretty figure she had.
And any time she was wearing anything that was tight around her
rump, his eyes would follow her everywhere she went. Now she was
careful not to bend over, at least when he was around, or Walter
either, for that matter.
Well, tonight she was not thinking about that. Her mother had
gone to visit her grandmother in Texas, so she was alone in the
house with the steps- as she called them. But right now she
wasn't home. She had gone to a high school sophomore dance with
her friends, and afterwards, about 10:00 PM they had all gone in
a large group to one friends house- where there had been some
drinking, some smooching, some mild petting and wild kissing,
some more drinking. This had gone on until late. She had let
things get just a little out of control.
A boy who she liked had
managed to get his hands up under her sweater, gotten her bra
unhooked, and was petting her very responsive bare breasts while
he was madly kissing her, thrusting his tongue deep into her
mouth. She knew he had a hardon- he was rubbing it against her,
but he didn't try to take it out or to make her hold it. last
year, a different boy had gotten her that far- bra unhooked,
titties out, and he had taken out his dickie and made her hold it
in her hand. It was kind of fun, and when she squeezed it, she
got it to squirt. That was not going very far. All her
girlfriends nowadays did two-way petting, though she had never
let a boy finger-fuck her yet, she knew that it would happen
soon. Her girl friend Sally had managed to put her finger into
Ali's pussy once, or maybe twice, and even wanted to kiss it for
her, but that she did not want to think about.
While all this was happening, it was getting very late. She
would have been scared about that normally, but with her mother
out of town, she really expected that when she got home, no
matter what time it was that nobody would know the difference or
care. So she was in no great hurry, played and petted some more,
had her nipples touched (ooh, don't tell-- even kissed a little
bit, which felt sooooo good).
It was long past midnight when she was driven home. The house
was dark. She thought that everybody was sleeping. She quietly
opened the front door, locked it behind her, and was walking
through the dark hall, when a hand reached out and grasped her
wrist. Her step-father held her, smelled her breath, and yelled
out loud at her, "You're drunk, you slut."
He pulled her close, and began to lecture her, loudly, almost
violently, and when she protested, he slapped her face. She was
angry now, and yelled back at him, giving him as good as she got.
Very soon he decided that he had enough of that and grabbed her
by the hair and violently pulled, tumbling her over his lap. She
did not know how it happened, but in a moment he had pulled down
her jeans- and her pink panties, too- and using his hard, bare
hand began a slow, Forced Cuckold Julia Bond Blacks On Blondes me up enough for everyone to see his
cock stuck up my pussy. And as I tumbled up and down with my ass
crack splayed, refreshing air cooled my sweaty, winking asshole.
We fucked and fucked. With a groan Todd closed his eyes and
thrust up at me. I felt his warm sperm jetting into my cunt. It just
kept spurting and spurting. Standing out erect, my clit ached. I
bounced up and down on his lap until he had emptied his load into
me. When I finally got off of him, semen hung from my open pussy
and waved back and forth between my thighs. But I hadn't cum clitoral-
ly, so I began to rub my clit. I sat there like a brazen slut, legs wide
open, sperm-filled pussy gaping for all to see, rubbing my clit.
"She's still horny," someone said, and ribald laughter broke out. I didn't
care, I wanted to cum. "I'll take care of it," a voice
boomed, and I saw Barry, another black guy, move toward me.
I looked to Larry, who was watching me, his cock in his hand. "Can
I?" I mouthed to him, and Larry nodded.
Barry took my hand and brought me to my feet. "We've got to do this
right," he said and led me up a Mandingo Women
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Monster Black Cock a furious erection for
Stella, Ali's mama, to finish. Then he would slip Stella out of
the robe that she always wore when punishing Ali, find her
steaming hot, too. And they would fuck gloriously. Little did
Ali know that her punishment was foreplay for mama and papa. And
Walter, too, for that matter. He would be furiously erect when
this happened, stroking his cock in his hand, visualizing the
scene- Ali's naked ass being punished, and imagining what he
wanted to do, to follow in there after Stella left, and put this
huge hard rod of his into Ali and squirt there instead of into
his handkerchief.
What she did not know was that after Ali had gone to bed that
Walter had a conversation with his father and had told him that
Ali got all excited from the spanking and had sneaked into his
room and there, sucked his cock. His father believed it. He
decided that some further treatment was required, but so far he
had not exactly figured out what. That evening, after work, he
stopped off with two friends for a hamburger and a couple of
beers. These two guys, a tall, slender black guy of about 40,
named Jesse, and a husky white guy, big and muscular, and also
about 40, named Wilbur, were treated to the whole story.... that
is, that Ali had stayed out late and gotten tipsy drunk, and when
she got home she got spanked for it, spanked hard on her bare
ass. And after that she had gone into Walter's room and sucked
his prick.
The white guy had a daughter who was always into one kind of
minor scrape or another, and he thought that a spanking was the
best treatment in the world for a misbehaving young cunt. The
black guy had a number of young nieces, all problems, and thought
that all young girls were misbehaving young cunts, and that a
whipping was absolutely the best way to handle them.. especially
if somebody gave them a fucking in the ass afterwards. The fact
that by this time these guys had consumed a lot of beer had
nothing to do with it. Ali's stepfather Joe then bought a couple
of more sixpacks, and since nobody had anything important to do
that evening, they went to Joe's house, intending to watch the
ball game on TV.
Ali had been studying with her girlfriend Sally, at Sally's
house. She came home early. When she saw a strange car parked
in front of the house, she really thought nothing about it. When
she walked in the front door, she immediately saw the three of
them sitting in the living room, the drapes drawn, beer cans all
over the coffee table, the TV on and blaring. She walked right
past them, saying nothing, still angry at Joe about last night.
He called out to her, "aren't you going to say hello to me and my
friends?"
She gave a snooty glance at them and continued walking. Jesse
said, "you sure didn't get to her with that spanking you gave her
yesterday. She's sure giving you lip today!" Wilbur looked at
the rear view of her, at the exciting way she filled out the
jeans she was wearing. He agreed.
Joe got up, walked after her, caught up with her down the hall,
and by the hair hauled her right back into the living room. He
demanded that she apologize. She refused to say anything. Joe,
now angry and embarrassed for his friends to see this happen,
pulled his leather belt out of its loops, doubled it up and waved
it in her face. She was now frightened, but she knew that Joe
would do nothing to her in front of his friends. She was in
total shock when he forced her over the end of the couch, pulled
her jeans down, pulled her panties down, and whaled her hard with
the leather belt across her upturned ass. Lori Lust Mandingo Booty Talk my shoulders at one point and drew
me closer. When he kissed me his tongue went into my mouth and I
accepted it. We turned to each other; his hand went to one of my
tits and felt it up. Nervously I put my hand on his crotch and felt an
enormous cock swelling there. We kept kissing and I was getting even
hornier, thinking of that black log under my hand. Slowly, Todd
maneuvered me over until I was on his lap, my legs straddling him and
his cock pressing against my pussy. I had to put my hands on his shoul-
der to steady myself and Todd opened my top. My big boobs tum-
bled out and he fondled them, stroking each tit down to the nipple.
He began gyrating his hips under me and I felt that cock growing
harder.
"Let's fuck," he whispered into my ear. I wanted to, really bad. But I
wanted Larry to know it. I reluctantly pulled myself from Todd's lap and
went to Larry, who had been watching. As a matter of fact, most of the
people there had been watching! I told Larry what Todd wanted.
My husband smiled at me knowingly and nodded. "Right there," he
said. "Now." I looked around at the people watching 
Blacks On Cougar Blacks On Cougars Video work (thank Walter for that) he simply twisted
the knob and pushed his way in. He found her lying nude on her
back in bed, sobbing a bit, but looking very, very sexy. He sat
beside her, petted her titties, felt her nipples harden again,
rubbed his hand across her mound and into her pussy, felt the
moisture there. He put her hand on his cock again, felt her hold
it and felt it rise again into erection. He grabbed her by the
ear and pulled her head down. She took the tip of his prick into
her mouth, sucking it as if this was now her mission in life. He
pulled her mouth away, lay on his back, and pulled her over him
so that her hips were above his now hard cock. He fit it into
her hot hole, pulled on her behind until it was firmly planted in
her, and let her ride above him. He knew that he could last a
very long time this way, especially since he had cum once only an
hour ago, but it did feel absolutely great, the way that it felt
in there and the way that she looked above him, her gorgeous
titties hanging down, her nipples fully erect. He was almost
ready to cum for the second time when the door opened, and Walter
walked in.
Now, he thought, the shit will really hit the fan. He did not
mind Ali sucking Walter's cock. That was really a matter between
two kids. On the other hand, he did not want Walter to be able
to tell Stella anything serious between Joe and Ali. This could
be serious trouble. He did not have to worry. Walter had very
much enjoyed the blow job that Ali gave him yesterday, and he
simply wanted another one. But now that he saw that she was
really fucking, he had slightly different ideas. He also thought
that this one was choice cunt, but he was willing to wait. Now
he saw there was no reason to wait. He did not especially mind
having sloppy seconds after his father. So while they stroked
on, he got undressed and ready, up stiff and hard, stroking it in
his own hand. And when his father obviously had shot his wad,
and Ali climbed off, he flipped her over on her back with her
legs spread, her knees raised, and her cunny sticky wet with
Joe's cumm and her own.
He pushed in with no trouble, and felt
what seemed like pure velvet. And like any other 17 year old, he
was able to hold back for only a few strokes before he shot his
own load into her. Joe did not stay there to watch. He walked
out, leaving the two of them together. They talked a little bit,
but Walter did not think it necessary to tell her his idea. That
the fraternity that he was joining was having a party, and he
planned to bring along his kid "sister" as part of the
initiation. Except that she might get initiated, might get
spanked a little bit, and might have the joy of sucking all those
cocks. Now that was going to be in two weeks, and by then, her
mother would be back........that would be a problem right
there.....yes, he had to think about this a little bit.
In the meantime, Ali was worried. She needed to be absolutely
sure that her mother was not going to find out about this
adventure. Ali regretted that the whole thing had started.
Sure, it was very exciting, and all these guys and all the things
they had done to her had made her realize all her fantasies and
even a couple of things she had never thought about. But what
worried her was that mama would hear. Because if mama did hear,
mama would murder her. Mama had a vicious leather strap,
actually a razor strap, and she would embroider Ali's bare ass
with it if she heard. She would give her the thrashing of the
year. Ali decided that she was going to have to be very, very
careful, Black Cock Slut Wife he I loved to have me jerk him off over
my heavy, bulging belly. He began calling me his "whore wife," and
was ecstatic to have his very own "interracial whore."
His whore wife had her black baby last July. Naturally, many peo-
ple we knew were taken aback. Some stopped seeing us completely.
I had wondered what my sexual desires would be after having a
black man's baby. I wondered the same about Larry. I can honestly
tell you that nothing has changed.
I still date and fuck black studs, and I
have a steady black boyfriend now. His name is Garry and he is hung
massively. That's how I chose him. I am wonderfully and delightfully
fucked several times a week by him. Interestingly enough, he wants
me to have his baby now. My husband is excited beyond belief. He
considers my cunt and mouth a "black man's cum dump," and loves
for me to jerk him off as I tell him how much I like interracial sex. He
always wanted a filthy fuck pig whore, and now he feels totally ful-
filled. I have willingly and enthusiastically agreed to be a black man's
cum dump. For me there is simply no other alternative. 
Katja Kassin she got into the bath-tub, she could almost depend
on Walter walking through the door and peering at her as she
screamed at him from behind the shower curtain. She had no great
love for her new step-father, either. Especially lately, he had
been picking at her, complaining when she was out too late, and
bitching about her friends, how they talked too much and too
loud.
Recently too there had been an episode that bothered her. She
was walking through the house when her step-father squeezed her
pretty bottom through her jeans, and a couple of times, had
goosed her when she bent over. Several times, when he was in a
more friendly mood, he had told her what a pretty figure she had.
And any time she was wearing anything that was tight around her
rump, his eyes would follow her everywhere she went. Now she was
careful not to bend over, at least when he was around, or Walter
either, for that matter.
Well, tonight she was not thinking about that. Her mother had
gone to visit her grandmother in Texas, so she was alone in the
house with the steps- as she called them. But right now she
wasn't home. She had gone to a high school sophomore dance with
her friends, and afterwards, about 10:00 PM they had all gone in
a large group to one friends house- where there had been some
drinking, some smooching, some mild petting and wild kissing,
some more drinking. This had gone on until late. She had let
things get just a little out of control.
A boy who she liked had
managed to get his hands up under her sweater, gotten her bra
unhooked, and was petting her very responsive bare breasts while
he was madly kissing her, thrusting his tongue deep into her
mouth. She knew he had a hardon- he was rubbing it against her,
but he didn't try to take it out or to make her hold it. last
year, a different boy had gotten her that far- bra unhooked,
titties out, and he had taken out his dickie and made her hold it
in her hand. It was kind of fun, and when she squeezed it, she
got it to squirt. That was not going very far. All her
girlfriends nowadays did two-way petting, though she had never
let a boy finger-fuck her yet, she knew that it would happen
soon. Her girl friend Sally had managed to put her finger into
Ali's pussy once, or maybe twice, and even wanted to kiss it for
her, but that she did not want to think about.
While all this was happening, it was getting very late. She
would have been scared about that normally, but with her mother
out of town, she really expected that when she got home, no
matter what time it was that nobody would know the difference or
care. So she was in no great hurry, played and petted some more,
had her nipples touched (ooh, don't tell-- even kissed a little
bit, which felt sooooo good).
It was long past midnight when she was driven home. The house
was dark. She thought that everybody was sleeping. She quietly
opened the front door, locked it behind her, and was walking
through the dark hall, when a hand reached out and grasped her
wrist. Her step-father held her, smelled her breath, and yelled
out loud at her, "You're drunk, you slut."
He pulled her close, and began to lecture her, loudly, almost
violently, and when she protested, he slapped her face. She was
angry now, and yelled back at him, giving him as good as she got.
Very soon he decided that he had enough of that and grabbed her
by the hair and violently pulled, tumbling her over his lap. She
did not know how it happened, but in a moment he had pulled down
her jeans- and her pink panties, too- and using his hard, bare
hand began a slow, Black Cock Cum Shots stairway to where the bedrooms
were.
As soon as I was on the bed my legs were spread. Barry rubbed his
cock up and down my open pussy and then slid it in. I felt wonderful,
filled with black cock. He fucked me hard, holding my white ass cheeks
and grinding into me. I couldn't get enough. I wrapped my legs around
him and my hands dug at his black ass. His cum was shortly added to
Todd's.
But no sooner had he withdrawn than I felt another set of hands
opening my legs again. A third black stud had entered the bed-
room and was now about to fuck me. I offered no resistance. A fourth
fucked me and then a fifth. Larry told me that a line of black men
waiting to get between my legs had formed at the bedroom door. He
said that eight or nine different blacks had had me, and that when I
finally came down the stairs holding the hand of the last black man, my
belly and thighs were smeared and wet with cum, my pussy hair was
matted with thick jism and stuck to my skin, and my pussy was a slop-
py mass of oozing sperm. I don't remember. I just know that I loved
the sex and the very idea of being fucked