Blacks On Blonde For about 17 years a memory ate at the back of my mind.
My wife, who is blonde, 5-3, 140 pounds, 36-D, and I met while we
worked together at a restaurant. One day in the restaurant, while we were both about 20, two black guys came in who were about our age and I noticed across the room that they were talking like old friends with my girlfriend/wife, who is named Jodi. While they talked, I noticed that every time Jodi said something to one of them, she would look at him, then glance quickly down at his crotch. If I wasn't so bothered by this, I would have been laughing because it was downright comical how she almost automatically
did this.
I later found out she went to high school with those guys, but that was about
the extent of what I could determine. Then I began to notice that whenever we were really around any black guys -- just passing on the sidewalk even -- the first thing she did after seeing them was check their crotch out rather quickly. She didn't do it to white guys.
We got married 2 years later. I became a free lance commercial photographer and she got buried in her business of financial advising. Gradually this habit disappeared. She became what I call suburbanized. We had 2 kids and a decent sex life. She faked many of her orgasms like any woman, but sometimes shot got lucky with some oral help. I am about 5 1/2 inches and probably average thickness. She is rather tight with wide hips and an ass that needs to get a little trimmer.
Years went by and the older we got, the less sex we had. She wasn't in the mood a lot, due to her job or the kids or whatever. The whatever part bothered me. Wasn't she satisfied, maybe bored. And back there in my mind was the crotch-watching eating away. I had several dreams where my wife more or less dissed me to fuck a black guy and had a repeating dream of her fucking two black guys.
This was really becoming a psychological problem just about. I needed to know if there was some sexual urge she surpressed which may have helped diminish our sex lives. I could talk to her about it, but she is very silent about sex and rarely even talks about it -- the woman doesn't even curse.. I could just see her rolling her eyes and telling me I'm crazy. I came up with a plan to get an answer, a rather sick plan at that. I would tempt her and see if the forbidden fruit got picked. She works in a very tall downtown office building (largest one in the world, hint), and so there are many people around she doesn't know. I sent her an email using an old emailaddress that I long ago had quit using but still had a password for.
I Blacks On Blonde you follow me into my office," said Lou.
Vivian followed the black man to the back of the warehouse. It wasn't
much of an office. It was just a corner of the warehouse partitioned
off. An old stained couch was on one wall while some boards on two
barrells served as a desk. "May I use your phone?" she asked.
"Sorry, it's not hooked up. This is only a temporary location as I'm
sure you can see."
"Just my luck. Is there a pay phone nearby?"
"Couple blocks, but a bunch of gangbangers hang out around it. You're
much safer here with us."
"Oh, by the way, there is a problem. I left my purse at home this
morning."
"Are you saying you don't have any money?"
"Sorry, but I can pay you tomorrow or charge it over the phone."
"Excuse me a moment." Lou got up and walked out to talk to his
assistants.
Vivian wrinkled her nose as she leaned back on the dirty couch. She
could hear the black men arguing out in the garage. Suddenly, one raised
his voice. "Who dat fucking bitch think she is?"
Lou came close to the room before turning around and yelling back at his
workers. "You boys lock the doors, some of the gangbangers are outside."
Dirty couch or not, Vivian was suddenly thankful to be inside off the
street. Lou however did not look hapy when he came back. "There is a
problem Miss Suzuki," he said. "Bradley has already started fixing your
car. He's not happy you can't pay him."
"I can pay him later."
"No, that's not acceptable. If you can't pay us, we're going to push
your car out on the street. You can find your own way home."
"But it's dangerous out there?"
"You should of thought of that before giving us the go ahead to fix your
car. We're tired and want to go home anyway. Just thought we'd help out
a damsel in distress. You know what I'm saying? And here you go
disrepecting us. I'd appreciate it if you'd leave now."
"Wait, you can't send me out there. Just get me to a phone and I'll get
my boyfriend to bring me the money. How much is it going to be?"
"Three hundred so far."
"Oh, I didn't think it would be so much."
"It might be more. Bradley, thinks it''s your transmission which could
run into thousands."
The events of the day finally caught up to Vivian and she broke down
crying. "Please, there has to be something I can do? I can't afford this
right now."
"Aw, you poor thing," said Lou. He came over and sat beside her, putting
his arm around her shoulders. Lou's arm was thick and muscular and he
pulled her into his equally thick and muscular chest. "There, there. Now
the three of us are partners, though I run things. I'd be willing to let
my third slide, but you'd still owe the boys a hundred each."
"You'd do that for me?" Vivian looked hopefully up at the older black
man.
"Well, I'm a working slob myself. I got mouths to feed and all that.
You'd have to make it worth my while. You know what I'm saying?"
"I don't know what your saying?"
"You see, I got this thing for Asian chicks. I figure a blow job would
convince me."
Vivian sat up, pulling herself out of his arms. "You can't be serious?"
Vivian could tell by the look on Lou's face he was dead serious. "I'm
not a whore. What kind of a man are you?"
"A businessman. Look, it's merely a proposition. If you don't like it,
feel free to leave."
"Could you walk me to a phone?"
"I'm not going out there this time of day." Lou gently grabbed Vivian's
arm. "Look," he said, "just be clinical about it. Pretend I'm your
boyfriend." He brought her arm over and placed her hand right on his
bulge.
Vivian reflectively squeezed it in shock. Lou felt a lot bigger then her
boyfriend or anything else she was used to. The thin material of his
overalls was stretched so much, she thought his penis might rip through
it at any minute. Vivian felt her nipples growing hard with excitement
and she knew they would be quite visible through her bra with her wet
blouse clinging to her body. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth
with embarrassment hoping he wouldn't notice. She didn't do blow jobs.
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room in the basement and go to bed late, so I get up later. She goes to work around 6 a.m. I spied on her from the covers that morning, letting her think I was sleeping. She usually wears some non-descript pants outfit or even jeans on dress-down day. Im watching her getting an erection because she put on a rather tight skirt she hadnt worn in at least 2 or 3 years, some healed shoes with black thigh highs and before that had slipped on THE BLACK TEDDY that she got from Darryl. I could smell some of this perfume she wears sometimes when she goes out. It has a dangerous scent. The girl was a little beyond professional looking that day. She looked like a pro of a different kind.
I spent the day at the hotel room watching pornos, jacking off and had my home and shop phone on forward to my cell. The phone rang and it was her in early afternoon. She seemed kind of nervous and said she wasnt coming home on the train. She had a hair appointment, and that her friend Kim had asked if she wanted to meet for a drink around 8 since they hadnt seen each other in a while, so Kim was picking her up at the
commuter train station, taking her to the hair salon and then they were getting a few drinks together. Whatever. I waited. David showed up at 3:20. I was well hidden, but feared he would see me. He left a minute, went to his car and made sure again I was hidden. He came in and started watching pornos and was laying on the bed rubbing his crotch.
At about 4:10 there was a knock on the door. My heart was racing. David opened it and there was my wife in the doorway, looking hotter than Ive seen her in years, her light blonde hair glistening in the light from the doorway. "Hi Darryl, I'm Jodi." "Hi babe," he said back, and stepped forward, put a hand on her shoulder
and kissed her cheek. "You're looking so hot today." Im unsure what happened for the next couple minutes cause of my vantage point, but it sounded like they might have had a long kiss or something. There was
what sounded like some panting. Then she said, "Darryl, I've got to tell you, I love my husband." "Don't worry about it girl. I'm not here to break up your marriage, just shake your life a little."
I heard her laughing a bit and then she seemed to be backing out by saying she'd like to get to know him better and maybe they could go get a quick dinner. He quickly shot it down the way I had told him, and said he wasnt up for games, only serious fun. Then I saw something I had dreamed of a few times. My wife, looking
sexy, stepped forward, put her arms around a black man and initiated a long, Mixed Race Relationships
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couch, his broad chest, his rock hard stomach, gray-black pubic hair,
and the root of his thick cock, the shaft traveling towards her face,
disappearing in her mouth. Vivian shivered again and started trying to
please him. She swallowed more and more cock into her whore mouth until
her nose pushed into his pubes.
Vivian couldn't handle the entire cock for long. She settled for jerking
the base with one hand while sucking rapidly on about half his cock. Her
other hand was gently kneading his balls. She heard a moan of
contentment, but it wasn't Lou's, it was her own. She still felt like a
whore, but it didn't feel wrong, it felt satisfying. She liked sucking
his big black cock. A cock that seemed to be growing longer, thicker,
hardening, jerking, pumping, spitting jet after jet of semen down her
throat. Vivian pulled back, but Lou's hand appeared on her head again,
holding her in place, while sperm filled her mouth. His cum's heat
surprised her, but the taste wasn't as bad as she'd of guessed. She
swallowed the hot fluid as fast as he pumped it out.
"Damn girl, that was worth the hundred bucks," said Lou. Vivian
immediately felt very proud and pleased with herself. "Don't forget, you
still owe Bradley and Fish money."
Vivian was still kneeling between Lou's legs, stroking his deflating,
yet still impressive cock.
"Do you think I could blow them too?" she asked.
"Hmm. Maybe, but you'll have to ask them. They're nice guys. I'm sure
they'd be willing to help a hot girl like you out." Lou looked towards
the door and yelled, "Yo Fish, get your ass in here." Fish came in still
wearing his do-rag and reflective shades. He was smoking a sweet
smelling ciarette that looked hand rolled. He didn't look all that
surprised to see Lou naked with Vivian kneeling between his legs. "Fish,
Miss Suzuki here has something she'd like to ask you."
Vivian thought Fish barely looked legal, eighteen maybe nineteen. Not a
bad looking kid, muscular and wirey, but he did look like a thug with
low riding, baggy pants and gold chains around his neck. "Fish...hi...I
was wondering... Well, I'm tight on money right now. Lou just let me
suck him off as payment for working on my car. I was wondering if I
could do the same for you?"
"I don't know, you any good?"
"Miss Suzuki is a first class, grade A, cocksucker, bro," said Lou,
pulling his pants back up.
"Shit, I aint had me no blow job for awhile. I guess you could sucks me.
You like sucking black cock?"
Vivian hesitated, then looked him in the eye. "Yes," she said.
"Good, cause I like having my black cock sucked and it aint never been
done by no hot white bitch."
Crude, Vivian thought and she wasn't white, but she just nodded. "Bring
it on over."
"No, you want it so bad, you come get it."
Vivian walked on her knees over towards the black teen. She undid his
pants, finding herself looking forward to seeing what his cock looked
like. She wasn't disappointed. She bent down and took the head of Fish's
rapidly hardening cock in her mouth. Fish was smaller then Lou, maybe
nine inches, but thicker and circumcized. She bobbed her head over the
shaft, using her hands to yank his pants down to his ankles.
Vivian deep throated Fish's cock to the root, the extra thickness making
her want to gag again. She pulled back until the head was in her mouth
so that she could swirl her tongue around the crown. She looked up to
see if he was enjoying it. Fish inhaled the cigarette and held the smoke
inside his lungs. She suspected it might be marijuana. He coughed it out
and stared into space while she did all the work. He did have a dumb
grin on his face while she rapidly bobbed her head. "Fuck yeah," growled
Fish still in his fantasy world. Vivian's mouth filled with more hot
cum. His initial wad caught her off guard and she pulled her head back.
The cock flew out of her mouth, jerking up and spurting a long strand of
semen from her nose to her forehead. Vvian caught it back in her mouth
and swallowed every Arzun Blacks On Blondes A Shemale Gangbang The Interracial Version other email address." And it listed her AOL address. Folks, I nearly passed out. Now I had a problem. The plan I had was to actually set something up and see if she would got through with it. By now, this had become a sort of obsession. The thought of her doing it with a guy like that now had gone beyond a concern to something I kind of hoped to see.
I started thinking this might lead to swinging or some other fun stuff. But I didn't want her fucking any black friends or associates of mine. I needed a stud. I put out some internet ads on a couples sex-related websites looking for black stud to fuck the shit out of my wife, gave her description and said I would send
photo for those interested, but stressed they had to be hung, they had to be able to last a long, long time
and get it up repeatedly. Of course, I got about 100 responses. Everyone's hung, everyone can last forever, everyone can go all night. Even white guys and two girls responded. I got discouraged, but also had a voice mail going on this live-talk line called One-to-Onethat advertised for something similar.
One message I got was intriguing. It was from a 23-year-old out-of-work actor, who said he would do it for money and wanted to see her picture first. I left him a message saying I would send him a photo if he had an email address. He gave it to me (part of it had the words blkstud in it ... give me a break). I sent a photo of her which was taken quite a while ago by a studio and had been slightly enhanced. She really looked hot in this. She doesn't quite look so hot now, but close enough. "David" wanted to know what I was up to and what I wanted him to do.
I never gave him information that would lead back to me, other than an email address no one knew I had. I said talking live on the internet that I didn't want him obviously running off with her, which he laughed about basically, and made light of. He's 23. Come on. He gets different younger, hot women every week. He sent a photo of himself to me. He was very dark complected, short hair, but I guess a woman would say fairly good looking. He was articulate, a college dropout, but seemed to have a kind of nastiness to his attitude. He assured me he was physically equipped for what I wanted and if I wanted I could check. I declined. The next day I sent a photo of "Dave" to Jodi at her home email address saying top secret/personal, along with a note from "Darryl" saying the offer for that hot night or maybe even more than one night still stood. But I threw in an extra: I said that I couldn't wait forever and there were surely other nice 
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"Noooo, too big, yes, fuck yes, oh, it hurts, more, please fuck me
more."
"It's those last few inches that's gonna hook you on black dick."
Vivian had to agree. She felt like a crazed sex addict. She was grabbing
Lou's hips now trying to get him to fuck her harder after wrapping her
long legs around his waist. She was slamming her pussy down hard into
each thrust. Another orgasm started building promising to be even bigger
then the last. Lou reached back and grabbed her ankles, spreading her
legs wide. His cock started pistoning into her like a jackhammer. When
she came, it seemed to last forever. Her pussy would squeeze his cock,
then expand around it, finally rippling like waves. The big orgasm
stopped, but turned into a series of smaller orgasms exploding like fire
crackers. Lou slammed his cock in hard and held it still. His big dick
jerked inside her and sperm coated her womb. Vivian's orgasms turned
into a big one again, lasting as long as his cock continued to pump
sperm into her pussy.
**************
"Come on, do it?"
"I will not," said Vivian feeling like a whore. She was squatting over a
small trash can wondering if she'd ever get all of Lou's sperm out of
her pussy.
"Do it, it's funny." Lou stood up off the couch and started dressing.
"It's offensive."
"If you want the boys to fix your car for free, you'l do what I tell
ya." Lou smacked her ass hard enough it stung. Vivian sighed.
It looked like Bradley had half her engine removed when she walked out
to the garage. He looked up and dropped a tool when he saw her. Bradley
stared appreciatively and hungrily at her nude body. Vivian took a deep
breath and swallowed her pride. She grabbed a breast
with one hand and her crotch with the other. "Ooo, me so horny. Me love
you long time. Me love you all night long," said Vivian faking an
accent.
Bradley gulped as Vivian grabbed him and led him back to the couch. Lou
laughed as did Fish.
"Yeah bitch, I'm gonna give you whats you needs," said Bman. Despite the
trash talk, Bradley looked nervous and his face was as white as a black
man could get. Vivian suspected he might be a virgin.
Vivian helped undress him, impressed as his big cock sprang up
completely hard. These men seemed to have remarkable recovery rates. She
pushed him down on the couch and straddled his lap. Despite her workout
with Lou, Vivian felt a surge of lust as she guided her second black
cock into her pussy. Both Vivian and Bradley moaned as she lowered
herself over his cock. Bradley stared in awe at his dick disappearing
into her pussy. "It's so hot," he murmured confirming her suspicions
that he was a virgin. Vivian started bouncing rapidly in his lap.
"Yo, I aint gonna fuck ya after he does. You're gonna hafta pay me my
grand."
Vivian looked over her shoulder to see Fish standing there still wearing
his sunglasses and do-rag. "oh oh, fuck me, Bradley" she said feeling
another orgasm approach. "I, oh, I d-oh-n't have that kind of money,
Fish. Oh yes, yes, yes. I love your cock, Bradley."
"Work that pussy, ho," said Bradley losing his shyness. He took his
hands off her hips and grabbed her breasts. His hands were black with
grease and left prints everywhere he touched her which was everywhere.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers and tugged on them, fascinated
with her milky breasts and pink nipples.
His hands were still squeezing her breasts when another pair of hands
grabbed her butt cheeks. Vivian looked behind her to see Fish had
removed all his clothes. He was bringing his cock up to her ass. "What
are you doing?"
"Taking my payment in the only hole you got left," said Fish.
It reminded Vivian of taking Lou for the first time in her pussy. Fish's
cockhead pressed hard against her anus, pushing it in until it
reluctantly opened and the head forced it's way in. Brad's cock spurted
just as Vivian's ass began to hurt. Brad hadn't lasted long, but he was
good and having her pussy filled with black sperm again triggered
another orgasm Interracial Tube Porn again. He skull fucked my wife, shoving his dick into her mouth as much as he could.
She bent over and he fucked her doggy style, pulled his dick out and took off the condom and cummed on her ass, politely asking before doing it. He told her he would buttfuck her too, but she wasnt into that. She
never is. After about 10 minutes of them laying there and kissing a little and her telling him how great it was (I usually only got "that was nice"), she began sucking his dick and the dude was hard in no time again. She put another condom on and got back up on the pole and began fucking him violently, shaking the bed so hard the headboard hit the wall. As you can expect, I had been playing with myself all along and had lost
my load somewhere between her first orgasm and her putting the second condom on him.
My wife had three more orgasms while fucking him. She had two within about 2 or 3 minutes of each other and he finally came again inside her with her legs high up on his shoulders. She wasn't done. Neither was he. A few more intimate moments led her up the pole again and she rocked the bed while fucking him, once banging it so hard they both started laughing. Then she reminded him he promised to fuck her standing up and he laughed and tried it. Didn't get it done quite right, as he had trouble holding her by the ass cheeks while she had ahold of the back of his neck. "Damn, I can't even move," she said, laughing. Neither could I. I was getting cramps in my legs and if it was possible, would have had one in my cock because it was hard for so long watching her. When they were tired, she asked him if they could get together another time. He told her he would have to get ahold of her, which left her kind of put out. Still, she didn't seem overly angry.
Apparently he gave her a ride to the train station and she connected to get a ride home. I got out of there finally and drove back, making it home long before she did. She called on the cell phone and wanted me to pick her up at the statition to take her home and I told her to get a cab. When she got back I was complimenting her tight skirt and the way she looked, although she did look a bit spent. She seemed to want nothing of my advances and wanted to go to bed. I wouldn't take no for an answer that night and fucked
her, sometimes mercilessly hard. I got her to orgasm twice -- a big thing for her (or until earlier that day).
Sex has never been the same since. I know she would rather be getting big black cock, but I can accept that knowing it for certain now. Some day Darryl may have to send her another email. 
Blacks On Cougars Rapidshare you follow me into my office," said Lou.
Vivian followed the black man to the back of the warehouse. It wasn't
much of an office. It was just a corner of the warehouse partitioned
off. An old stained couch was on one wall while some boards on two
barrells served as a desk. "May I use your phone?" she asked.
"Sorry, it's not hooked up. This is only a temporary location as I'm
sure you can see."
"Just my luck. Is there a pay phone nearby?"
"Couple blocks, but a bunch of gangbangers hang out around it. You're
much safer here with us."
"Oh, by the way, there is a problem. I left my purse at home this
morning."
"Are you saying you don't have any money?"
"Sorry, but I can pay you tomorrow or charge it over the phone."
"Excuse me a moment." Lou got up and walked out to talk to his
assistants.
Vivian wrinkled her nose as she leaned back on the dirty couch. She
could hear the black men arguing out in the garage. Suddenly, one raised
his voice. "Who dat fucking bitch think she is?"
Lou came close to the room before turning around and yelling back at his
workers. "You boys lock the doors, some of the gangbangers are outside."
Dirty couch or not, Vivian was suddenly thankful to be inside off the
street. Lou however did not look hapy when he came back. "There is a
problem Miss Suzuki," he said. "Bradley has already started fixing your
car. He's not happy you can't pay him."
"I can pay him later."
"No, that's not acceptable. If you can't pay us, we're going to push
your car out on the street. You can find your own way home."
"But it's dangerous out there?"
"You should of thought of that before giving us the go ahead to fix your
car. We're tired and want to go home anyway. Just thought we'd help out
a damsel in distress. You know what I'm saying? And here you go
disrepecting us. I'd appreciate it if you'd leave now."
"Wait, you can't send me out there. Just get me to a phone and I'll get
my boyfriend to bring me the money. How much is it going to be?"
"Three hundred so far."
"Oh, I didn't think it would be so much."
"It might be more. Bradley, thinks it''s your transmission which could
run into thousands."
The events of the day finally caught up to Vivian and she broke down
crying. "Please, there has to be something I can do? I can't afford this
right now."
"Aw, you poor thing," said Lou. He came over and sat beside her, putting
his arm around her shoulders. Lou's arm was thick and muscular and he
pulled her into his equally thick and muscular chest. "There, there. Now
the three of us are partners, though I run things. I'd be willing to let
my third slide, but you'd still owe the boys a hundred each."
"You'd do that for me?" Vivian looked hopefully up at the older black
man.
"Well, I'm a working slob myself. I got mouths to feed and all that.
You'd have to make it worth my while. You know what I'm saying?"
"I don't know what your saying?"
"You see, I got this thing for Asian chicks. I figure a blow job would
convince me."
Vivian sat up, pulling herself out of his arms. "You can't be serious?"
Vivian could tell by the look on Lou's face he was dead serious. "I'm
not a whore. What kind of a man are you?"
"A businessman. Look, it's merely a proposition. If you don't like it,
feel free to leave."
"Could you walk me to a phone?"
"I'm not going out there this time of day." Lou gently grabbed Vivian's
arm. "Look," he said, "just be clinical about it. Pretend I'm your
boyfriend." He brought her arm over and placed her hand right on his
bulge.
Vivian reflectively squeezed it in shock. Lou felt a lot bigger then her
boyfriend or anything else she was used to. The thin material of his
overalls was stretched so much, she thought his penis might rip through
it at any minute. Vivian felt her nipples growing hard with excitement
and she knew they would be quite visible through her bra with her wet
blouse clinging to her body. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth
with embarrassment hoping he wouldn't notice. She didn't do blow jobs.
This Blacks On Blonde french kiss. Shocking, but
totally hot. She had her hands on his ass in a matter of seconds and he was kissing her neck. Then Darryl, for some reason, said, "Jodi baby, am I your first brutha?" The answer confirmed something I had suspected almost 2 decades. "I have waited SO long to get fucked by a black guy I can't believe it," she said.
There it was. There would be no backing out and there was the answer to the big question about that crotch watching. She kissed him again, and ran her hand straight down the middle of his body down to his crotch, rubbing there and going, "oh, wow." "You haven't even got in my pants yet," he told her. "I'm not waiting any longer to get there," she laughed. With that, my wife dropped to her knees, tossing back her blonde hair as it fell in her face, and reached up to undo Darryl's button and zipper. He kicked off his pants, and was
wearing black boxers. They got in a lip lock and I heard her gasping for breathe, panting really. Then they moved over more by the bed where I had a better look. She sort of leaned on him to knock him back down onto the bed and was on top kissing him. She was over him and he reached up and began massaging my wife's tits through her top. She began to moan. She put up her arms and he pulled off her top revealing that black
teddy.
He pulled the straps to the side so they slid down to her elbows and her rack popped out. "Nice," he said, and began playing with them. He got up to his knees and began kissing them and lickign the nipples. Then she reached out, put a hand on either side of his waist and pulled down the boxers. "Fuck," said my wife, who couldn't get her self to say the word any other day. "Shit man," I was thinking. David/Darryl wasn't eight or nine inches in a million years. He had to be at least 11 or 12. This big black snake was hanging down a little, waiting to strike. "You like?"he asked. No answer, she had her mouth wide open in amazement with a sort of grin on it, then on the head, and tried sucking it and licking it. "God damn Darryl, look at the size of your balls!" my wife said, giggling as she licked up from them to the head of his cock. I can't say Ive ever seen one that big. Maybe those guys in pornos or something.
He had reached around and undone the zipper on that skirt and she kicked it off, revealing the Teddy and the thigh highs. She kicked off the shoes and started giving him head. "Go for it Jodi," he told her. I watched her hand, with her wedding ring on it, going up and down on his shaft as she jacked it while sucking it. "About like your husband's?" he said. She