Black White Dating I am a 28 year old accountant and am happily married to the
most beautiful 22 year old Goddess alive. We recently moved from
our one bedroom apartment to a spacious four bedroom house in the
suburbs. I do quite a lot of traveling for business purposes and
often must leave my wife at home alone for several days at a time.
Let me tell you a little more about my lovely wife. She has
honey blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She is 5' 7" inches tall
and weighs 118 lb. naked. Speaking of being naked, her body could
only be considered perfect for I have never seen a more shapely
woman in my life. She has a 24" waist, 37" hips, and the most
beautiful pair of 42 DD tits you have ever tasted. The nipples that
cap
her magnificent breasts are a coral pink and have areolas the size of
silver dollars. Her pussy is large and is very prominent form the rear
when she bends over. I love to reach up and hold her silky twat when
she
is bent over combing her hair after she baths.
Now, back to my story... Shortly after we had moved to our new
home,
we decided to have the interior painted. I called a local painting
firm
and requested that they send someone out to give us an estimate. The
following saturday, the firm sent out one of their experienced painters
with a black assistant accompanying him. My wife was in the middle of
unpacking some boxes left over from the move and I was busy with our
new lawn. I told the painter and his assistant to go inside and talk
with my wife about the specifics. My wife showed the two the house and
told them want colors and paint types she wanted. The painter said
they
would have to make some measurements for the estimate and my wife told
them to go right ahead that she had to finish unpacking.
I continued my work outside and after a few minutes looked through
one
of the bedroom windows to see how things were going. My wife was
dressed
in a pair of jogging shorts and a loose fitting T shirt. She never
wears
a bra or panties when she is working Black White Dating loving, penetrating eyes. "Relax
your cheeks, dear," Helene said to my aunt. She had a jar of vaseline and she
opened it. She put her slim fingers in it and rubbed the goo up and down the
length of her fake prick.
My aunt shivered, waiting, her ass tense, her breath
whispery soft. "This is great," Raul said. He looked at Johnnie. "Have you ever
been fucked up the ass?" "No," Johnnie answered. "Well I'm going to ream you good
when we do it," Raul said. His voice sounded threatening. "Watching Helene here
is getting me awfully ready for it." "Mmmm," Helene said. "That's the whole
point, boys. We must all do that which we've never done before. That's my goal.
Ready, Rebecca?" "No!" my aunt confessed. "Well, I am," Helene said. "You're
going to feel my hands parting your ass cheeks. Try not to resist me." "I can't
help it!" Rebecca cried. Helene's fingers swept up over my aunt's ass. They
savored the feel of the big cheeks. They cupped them. They ran exploringly up
over them to the thin waspish waist from which the cheeks bulged. Finally,
Helene's fingers delved into the furrow between them. My aunt offered up a
frantic sob. "Relax," Helene said again. "The cock I'm wearing is all greased
and ready. I can't feel pleasure, wearing it, but I'll diddle your cunny when
the time comes, and make sure you're able to cum. Meantime, enjoy the feel of me
sliding up in you." "How can I?" My aunt asked squeamishly, feeling the big
bulbous fake cock bump within her parted hinds. Helene prised her open. My aunt
gave a choking gasp. The knob, well greased, pressed within her tight anal ring.
"Noooooo!" my aunt shouted, and then I knew she was feeling it, the length of it
intruding and she finding it impossible, despite her squirmings, to keep it from
penetrating. It was not her first. Her bottom had already been made to take
such before, though not, admittedly, a fake one, worn by a woman.
My aunt bucked
her hips and the thing slid up into her more deeply. "Ah, God!" my aunt cried.
"Relax, relax," Helene said in a soothing voice. "Pretend I am a man." "Oh, but
you are not!" my aunt whined. "Yes, I am not," Helene agreed. And she pinched my
aunt's bottom with her sharp-nailed fingers, to enforce the point, and make her
feel even more deeply the utter lewdness of being impaled on a woman. When my
aunt had been reamed, and made to cum, it was my turn. Helene cleansed her dildo
with champagne. She did it standing over the baby pool. Her feet were outside
it but the big prick she wore hung stiffly over the pool's rim. When she was
clean (or, rather, that part of her that wasn't real), she greased herself anew.
Then it was my turn. My aunt watched, clutching her own wounded bottom as she
saw me impaled. I shall never forget it. One minute I was lovely and submissive
in my nude, bare-bottomed display. I was, however involuntarily, a tease. I
showed my ass to the men. I wriggled it. I was brazen. I taunted them with it,
offering them the pleasure of it if only they would save me from Helene. They
loved my display. Johnnie, restraining my head with his hands, even drooled on
my bare ass, he was so entranced by the sight of it. Yet they ignored my plea to
be rescued. They let Helene have me. And so, the next moment, I was mounted and
penetrated. By a woman! I was made to gorge upon her awful thing, her awful
fake dong. I felt mortified at being taken this way, by a fellow female, yet she
was as hard as any man.
I felt the wicked prick slide inexorably up my
13-year-old Uncut Black Cock Interracialsingles them as she shook with each powerful lunge of the black
cock in her pussy. I could hear the slapping noise made by the black
man's
balls as they swung against my wife's cunt each time the massive cock
was
driven home. I heard the painter comment, "God damn, Leon, your
fuckin'
her brains out, boy." The assistant replied with, "Man, boss, dis is
da
bess job we been on yet. OH SHIT!, I's goin' ta dump my load in dis
bitch's
hot cunt!" Suddenly the black man pulled completely out of the
dripping, hot pussy he was fucking and spurted gobs of his cum all over
my wife's back, ass, and cunt. My wife was screaming with pleasure as
he shoved his black dick into her again and began pumping very slowly.
The painter told his assistant that he wanted some of that hot
pussy around his cock so the assistant pulled out and moved around
to my wife's head. The white man wiped some of black man's cum off
of the swollen cunt he was now facing and slid the entire length of
his dick into my wife with one stroke. My wife's moans abruptly
stopped
as she collapsed on to the cum stained carpet. The painter withdrew
his shinning cock and both men gently rolled my wife over. The white
man pulled the panties from around my wife's thighs and slid them off
of her legs. The black man was rubbing his cock over the cum drenched
tits and commented to his boss that these were the nicest pair of tits
he had ever fucked. He then took one slippery tit in each hand and
began
gliding his large black shaft between them. Each time he buried his
dick in the crease of my wife's tits I could see his balls drag across
her silent, parted lips. The painter said he wished she hadn't fainted
but he had to fuck that beautiful hot cunt and couldn't wait any
longer.
So he eased his dick up my wife's pussy and began pumping into her with
long, deep thrusts. Suddenly, my wife's hips began to lift off the
floor
and meet each new plunge of the painter's dick. Her tongue came out of
her mouth to lick the balls of the black man as he fucked her tits.
Both
men were panting and fucking Blackonblondes
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Black Dick Stories cocks were hard again. Raul gave Johnnie a
sinister glance. "You have a tight ass," Raul told Johnnie. "I hope it stays that
way," Johnnie said. "Don't count on it," Raul replied. Helene led us into a
bathroom. It was large and immaculate. It had a sunken tub. The tub's fixtures
were gold. Helene turned on the tap. She added bubble liquid to the water. We
stepped into the tub and foam rose about our ankles. We sat down in it. "Just
relax. Let the tub fill," Helene breathed to us. Rebecca looked around.
"Shouldn't we get some washcloths?" she asked matter-of-factly.
She sat on her
hands, as I did, assuaging the stinging in her bottom that had been left by
prick. "No, dear," Helene answered. "We'll use our hands to wash each other.
And our tongues." My aunt shivered. Yet that is just what we did. Raul and
Johnnie were made to stand and to wash each other's penises. It was strange,
watching them pull on each other's erections, each one trying not to force the
other to spurt, lest Helene be displeased. (Johnnie, I think, pulled hardest,
for he knew if Raul didn't cum in the tub he'd get the whole thick length of the
man up his boyish bottom!) Despite our gropings, none of us came. When we had
scrubbed and rinsed, we went over the important parts again, us girls tongueing
each other's tits, making them sprout, and inquiring up between each other's
legs, laughing, making each other squirm. The men watched. They didn't tongue
each other, though Helene tried to get them to. Finally we stepped out of the
bath. As the tub water gurgled away, we dried each other.
Raul patted Johnnie's
ass dry. Helene dried mine, and Rebecca's. Then she inspected both of us to
make sure she hadn't hurt us when she'd penetrated us with her fake cock. By
then I didn't hurt anymore and I think she did it more for show, to unnerve the
men. Raul could tear Johnnie's anal tissue if he took him too hard. Both of them
knew that. They watched me get inspected by Helene, their cocks stemming in
front of themselves, both of them ready, yet not ready, for what would soon
transpire. Even Raul, so sinister in his comments, now seemed a little sheepish.
Imagine! He was going to fuck a man-- in full view of three girls. Just the
thought of it must have made him feel funny inside. Yet his penis stayed hard.
It would go where he put it, seeking pleasure, no questions asked. We ambled into
a bedroom. It was adjacent to the bath. It had a big bed. Helene invited
Rebecca and me to turn down the sheets. We helped her, the men watching.
"Couldn't we just fuck you?" Johnnie asked, gazing at us. His cock was rock
hard. "No, Johnnie," Helene answered. "Either of you can get plenty of pussy.
This is going to be a little different." She patted the undersheet of the bed.
It was bared and waiting. "Get in. Both of you. Get in and show some affection
for each other, hmmm? You both have well-hung bodies. Take pleasure in viewing
them and feeling them." "Can't we just, like, do it?" Raul asked impatiently.
He gave Johnnie a manly slap on the ass. Johnnie flinched. "You men. That's what's
wrong with guys," Helene said. "No, you may not just get in and do it. I want
to see you two show some affection for each other first. Such wonderful big
chests you have, and such muscles. Get in and put your bodies up close and lie
there and tell each other how good you look!" "This is ridiculous," Raul said.
Helene opened a drawer. "What's that?" Raul asked. He gazed at her and frowned.
"What does it look Interracialmovies Lexi Leigh Blacks On Blondes and soon I recognized them to be moans
of passion and heavy breathing. The bedroom door was slightly ajar
so I approached the room so as not to be seen.
As I peered through the half-open door to our bedroom, I couldn't
believe my eyes. There on the carpet, next to our bed, was my
beautiful
wife. She was on her hands and knees, completely naked, except for a
pair
of her bikini panties. The white painter who was estimating our house
just two days before had his ridged cock in my wife's mouth. His black
assistant was stroking the largest cock I've ever seen with his right
hand and was squeezing one of my wife's hanging tits with his left. I
over-
heard him saying,"OH GOD DAMN !, bitch, yo big white titties feels so
nice.
I jus got to stick my dick up yo pussy." I was so shocked that I
couldn't
speak. I could only watch as I felt my own cock begin to push at the
fabric
of my trousers. I heard the painter tell the assistant,"Alright, Leon,
quit
talking about it and start puttin' that black rod of yours in this nice
lady's cunt."
The black man released his hold on my wife's tit at maneuvered
himself
around behind her. The painter was holding my wife's head on either
side
and slowly fucking her luscious mouth. The assistant, still stroking
his
long black cock, said,"Now let's jus see whats hiddin' under yo pretty
drawers"
and then he began to pull the bikini panties off my wife's firm white
ass. He pulled them half way down her shapely legs until they would
stretch no more. My lovely wife's pussy was in plain view and I could
see
it glistening with the hot cum the two men were causing her to produce.
The assistant told my wife,"OH LORDY! Dis pussy is justa drippin' wit
juice. Yo gonna love it when my big ole black dick gets in and starts
ta fuckin'". He began running his fingers through the long, bushy hair
on the twat hanging before him. He inserted a finger into the hot,
dripping
hole and remarked, "DAMN! Yo pussy is hot!". He grabbed a handfull of
cunt
hair and said, "And dis puusy hair is sooooooo sof'."
Black Dick Deep Throat Interacial Movie slipping away,"
Raul said. His voice was matter of fact, like a surgeon's. "Can you poop it
out?" Raul asked. "If I could I wouldn't even need your help," Johnnie said.
"Well, don't worry," Raul answered. He pulled his finger out of Johnnie's ass.
There was a roll of toilet tissue on the nightstand, behind the lamp which now
was shattered. Raul picked up the roll of toilet paper and wiped his finger.
"The semen that I pump into you should do the trick," Raul told Johnnie. "You'll
be able to poop out that egg once I've flooded your ass with my sperm." "This is
awful," Johnnie said. He looked at Helene. She grinned. She pointed the gun
she was holding at his dick. "I'd love to see what would happen if I shot your
dick off," Helene said frankly. "But then you wouldn't have one anymore, and
it's much too gorgeous for me to ruin you in that way." "What about my ass?!"
Johnnie croaked.
Raul took hold of his hips and stuck his penis between the
cheeks of Johnnie's behind. "It'll survive," Helene said. "Your butthole might
be little bigger after this, but that will be okay, I guess. It'll mean the next
time I stick an egg up your backside you'll be able to poop it out more easily."
"Yikes! Watch where you put that!" Johnnie said of Raul's penis, for the older
man now shoved himself hard against Johnnie's anus. "Relax and receive," Raul
said. There was mirth in his voice. He didn't seem to mind their homosexual act
nearly as much as Johnnie. After all, what did it matter, in the end, to a man,
where he put his penis, so long as it was tight and posed the opportunity for
milking him of his sperm? Raul gave Johnnie a hearty stab. The young man
shrieked, feeling the older man's member push vigorously up inside his rectum.
Watching, I rubbed my pussy more vigorously. I moaned loudly. I felt the
nipples on my breasts standing up as fine and stiff as Johnnie's and Raul's
cocks. "Do you like it?" Rebecca asked me. She passed her palm lightly over my
bottom. Her other hand petted her dell, her index finger strumming up within
her, just as mine was. "It's-- It's gorgeous!" I gasped. I felt Rebecca's hand,
the one upon my bottom, delve within my cheeks. It found my hineyhole and
pressed hard against it. Raul passed one of his hands around to Johnnie's front.
He seized the boy's big penis. "No! Don't!" Johnnie yelled.
Raul began pumping
his member as his own penetrated the boy from behind. "You'll make me spend on
the sheet-- uselessly!" Johnnie gasped. "I don't want you hard if I'm not going
to be hard," Raul groaned. Johnnie was obviously quite tight for the man and he
was already in danger of finishing the act by spurting his sperm. "Five minutes
at least," Helene warned the two men. "I want to see prolonged sexual
intercourse between you two!" "God, I'm a fag now," Johnnie groaned. "Damn you
have a tight ass. I can barely hold back!" Raul said. He pulled harder on
Johnnie's penis, determined to make the boy spurt at the same time he did.
"Ooooh! Auntie! Your finger is going up me!" I shouted. I felt Rebecca
naughtily stick her digit up my backside. She laughed, nervously, but instead of
pulling out she stuck herself even farther in me, making me offer up a squeamish,
euphoric whoop. I diddled my slit more, waggling my ass at the same time,
pretending I wanted to force her out of me but, I'm afraid, actually encouraging
her finger to plunge in even more deeply.
"Did you know I'm a member of NAMBLA?"
Raul asked Johnnie. Somehow he'd staved off his urge to cum and First Big Black Dick painter just stood there staring at the way her tits were straining
at the tight fabric of her top. The bulge in his pants was getting
larger, my wife said, and his breathing was getting heavier. She told
the painter that it was time to stop fooling each other and that she
wanted to be fucked by him. The painter immediately removed his work
clothes and approached my wife. She said she pulled her top off and
let her huge tits swing free. The white man was so excited, she said,
that his cock was pointing straight out and throbbing with each beat
of his heart. She told me that she reached down with her right hand
started to lightly stroke his pulsing hard on. She lifted her left
tit up to his mouth and he began fondling and sucking both of her tits.
My wife said that she was becoming so hot that she released the
man's
cock and stepped back from him to remove her shorts and panties. She
said that she managed to get her shorts off but the painter approached
her again and started squeezing her hot tits before she could get her
bikini panties off. She said just at that moment the black man
appeared
and started removing his clothes. My wife said she told them that she
really needed to be fucked and couldn't wait any longer. She got down
on
her hands and knees and looked up at both men and told them to get to
work.
She said the black man was stroking his huge cock and he remarked to
her
how lovely he thought her tits were as they swayed beneath her. The
white man kneeled down at my wife's head while the assistant kneeled at
her side.
I told my wife that she could stop because that was when I had
first seen them. I told her that her story had turned me on so much
that I had to fuck her right then. She dropped her bath robe and got
down on the floor on her hands and knees. She shook her hanging tits
and told me to do to her what the painter and his assistant had just
finished. I knelt down beside her and told her that we should call
the wall paper firm for an estimate. She laughed and said she would
call tomorrow.
THE END 
Black Man Cock loving, penetrating eyes. "Relax
your cheeks, dear," Helene said to my aunt. She had a jar of vaseline and she
opened it. She put her slim fingers in it and rubbed the goo up and down the
length of her fake prick.
My aunt shivered, waiting, her ass tense, her breath
whispery soft. "This is great," Raul said. He looked at Johnnie. "Have you ever
been fucked up the ass?" "No," Johnnie answered. "Well I'm going to ream you good
when we do it," Raul said. His voice sounded threatening. "Watching Helene here
is getting me awfully ready for it." "Mmmm," Helene said. "That's the whole
point, boys. We must all do that which we've never done before. That's my goal.
Ready, Rebecca?" "No!" my aunt confessed. "Well, I am," Helene said. "You're
going to feel my hands parting your ass cheeks. Try not to resist me." "I can't
help it!" Rebecca cried. Helene's fingers swept up over my aunt's ass. They
savored the feel of the big cheeks. They cupped them. They ran exploringly up
over them to the thin waspish waist from which the cheeks bulged. Finally,
Helene's fingers delved into the furrow between them. My aunt offered up a
frantic sob. "Relax," Helene said again. "The cock I'm wearing is all greased
and ready. I can't feel pleasure, wearing it, but I'll diddle your cunny when
the time comes, and make sure you're able to cum. Meantime, enjoy the feel of me
sliding up in you." "How can I?" My aunt asked squeamishly, feeling the big
bulbous fake cock bump within her parted hinds. Helene prised her open. My aunt
gave a choking gasp. The knob, well greased, pressed within her tight anal ring.
"Noooooo!" my aunt shouted, and then I knew she was feeling it, the length of it
intruding and she finding it impossible, despite her squirmings, to keep it from
penetrating. It was not her first. Her bottom had already been made to take
such before, though not, admittedly, a fake one, worn by a woman.
My aunt bucked
her hips and the thing slid up into her more deeply. "Ah, God!" my aunt cried.
"Relax, relax," Helene said in a soothing voice. "Pretend I am a man." "Oh, but
you are not!" my aunt whined. "Yes, I am not," Helene agreed. And she pinched my
aunt's bottom with her sharp-nailed fingers, to enforce the point, and make her
feel even more deeply the utter lewdness of being impaled on a woman. When my
aunt had been reamed, and made to cum, it was my turn. Helene cleansed her dildo
with champagne. She did it standing over the baby pool. Her feet were outside
it but the big prick she wore hung stiffly over the pool's rim. When she was
clean (or, rather, that part of her that wasn't real), she greased herself anew.
Then it was my turn. My aunt watched, clutching her own wounded bottom as she
saw me impaled. I shall never forget it. One minute I was lovely and submissive
in my nude, bare-bottomed display. I was, however involuntarily, a tease. I
showed my ass to the men. I wriggled it. I was brazen. I taunted them with it,
offering them the pleasure of it if only they would save me from Helene. They
loved my display. Johnnie, restraining my head with his hands, even drooled on
my bare ass, he was so entranced by the sight of it. Yet they ignored my plea to
be rescued. They let Helene have me. And so, the next moment, I was mounted and
penetrated. By a woman! I was made to gorge upon her awful thing, her awful
fake dong. I felt mortified at being taken this way, by a fellow female, yet she
was as hard as any man.
I felt the wicked prick slide inexorably up my
13-year-old Black White Dating and my wife began to scream again. As she
did
the assistant shot another load of hot sperm over her tits and stomach.
My
wife immediately took the massive head of his twitching cock in her
mouth
causing him to eject even more of his milky cum over her lips. The
painter
yelled out and buried his dick in her pussy and remained rigid for what
must have been 30 seconds. He was making long groans and
said,"UNNNNHHH! I'm
shootin' one hell of a load up your twat lady and I aint done yet -
UNNNHHHH!".
Then he pulled out of the lovely twat and rolled over.
My knees buckled and I collapsed to the floor. The painter, his
assistant and my wife were all on their backs, exhausted. My lovely
wife
had cum leaking out of her pussy onto the floor. Her face, tits, and
hair
were covered with a mixture of the cum from both men. She had the
black
man's sperm running out of the corners of her mouth and was trying to
catch
some of it with her tongue before it ran down her cheek. I managed to
compose myself and silently left the house.
I returned home several hours later, after spending some time in
the
local pub. The painter's truck was gone and I entered the house to
find
my wife in the shower. When she had finished showering, I told her
that
I had witnessed everything and that I wasn't angry at all. I told her
that the sight of those two men fondling her, fucking her, and coming
all over her, made me so excited that I wanted to see it again. I
opened
her bath robe, lifted her heavy tits and told her to tell me all of
the details of what occurred before I arrived home.
My wife told me that about an hour after I had left, the painter
and his assistant arrived and said that they were ready to start. She
invited them in and told them they could start where they wanted but
she needed to remove some things from the master bedroom before they
painted there. She told me that she went to our bedroom while the
men carried their equipment in from the truck. She thought that she
should dress a little more discretely while the painters were working
so