Interracial Gangbang Story My wife, Jean, has become more and more aware of the societal revolution taking place all over. That revolution is interracial dating, fucking, marriage, and breeding. Everywhere we go she points out to me how beautiful this or that interracial couple look together. Now, my wife is a well built, gorgeous wife of 28 years. She was then 36C 25 35. Her lips were full and red. She has very light skin. Her narrow waist makes her tits look much bigger than they really are. Oh yes, she works as a secretary for a Fortune 500 company.
I took the hint and suggested that we get some videos to watch because quite frankly, he thought a huge black cock plunging in her tight, white pussy really raises a hard on in me. That led to me buying a 10 inch black dildo for her to ÒplayÓ with. What really shoved her over the edge into black sex was her sisterÕs black baby. Julie, who was almost as beautiful as Jean, came over one weekend to tell Jean that she was carrying her black boyfriendÕs baby in her womb. Julie was then five months along.
Still Jean hesitated. She would talk to me about her sisterÕs impregnation as we fucked. We would imagine her with a black joystick shoved up in her tight ass and pussy until we both would cum. Julie kept coming over and talking to Jean to show off her growing belly. Julie would raise her top and let Jean rub her belly and feel the black bastard kicking inside. Then Julie delivered a black baby girl. A few weeks later, Julie and Jean went to the mall with her little niece. Julie let Jean hold the baby. As she was holding it she noticed that other people were staring admiringly at her. Then a black male walked up and started putting Interracial Gangbang Story ma'am, well be right down the street in our van, monitoring the situation the
whole time. These guys are really scum. They prey on innocent, unsuspecting women, just
like yourself. Who knows how many women they have violated? Who knows how many more they
will molest unless we stop them? We can't do it without your help, ma'am. For the good of
your community, for the good of society, you have to help us."
Christy hesitated before answering. "I . . . guess you're right, I have no choice.
I . . . I'll do what ever you need me to."
Before she knew it a team of agents stormed into her house, setting up their spying
gear. They planted tiny wires in every room. She asked if they could really see through
those things and they explained that they even had rotate and zoom capabilities. They had
her sign some kind of release for the equipment, she didn't really understand it. She asked
if she should tell her husband.
"Well ma'am, anything you tell your husband is of course up to you. Once we have these
guys in custody the tapes will speak for themselves, so your involvement will be over. They
only come around during the week days so your husband won't ever be disturbed. There really
isn't any reason for him to know about this setup and the fewer people who know about an
undercover operation, the safer it is for everyone."
"Now, here's what we need you to do," started Agent Smith. "It's very important that
you don't make any suggestions to these guys. That would be entrapment. Let them take the
lead and just go along with whatever they say. Just don't take any initiative yourself.
Got it?" Christy nodded and he continued, "We want these guys to know that they can try
and run their scam so you have to seem . . . available. It's best if your wearing something
suggestive, like a nightgown. When they make their initial pitch at the door, tell them you
are interested and let them in the house. Then you can offer them something to drink,
something alcoholic. It'll send them signals. Get excited when they explain the insurance
plan. Hesitate when they suggest the on-the-spot physical but then go along with it. Got it?"
"Well I . . . I won't actually have to take the physical, will I?"
"We will be monitoring the whole time and we'll stop them before things go too far, Ok?"
"Ok," Christy said with noticeable uncertainty in her voice.
Agent Jenkins exited her bedroom with some of her clothes on his arm. "We want you to
wear this," he said, "it will be perfect."
Christy's mouth dropped open. "Are sure I have to wear this?" The outfit agent Jenkins
selected was a very sheer blue teddy Todd had gotten for her on their first anniversary. She
had never worn it because it was just too embarrassing. It was basically just a thin piece of
cloth wrapped around her torso that had a ribbon that tied between her breasts. Two straps
ran over her shoulders, holding it up, and the fabric only ran went down as far as her hips.
The front hung open below the ribbon, exposing her belly and the see-thru powder blue thong
panties that went with it. Christy felt very uncomfortable at the idea of wearing it,
especially in front of total strangers. But the FBI agents must know what they were doing,
she figured. She would just have to trust them.
After they finished wiring the house the agents all cleared out. Christy went into the
bedroom to change into the teddy. She started to unzip her dress but then had the uncomfortable
feeling she was being watched. Looking around she couldn't find any cameras but she had seen
agents come into the bedroom with their equipment, so she knew the bugs must be in here. There
couldn't be any cameras in the bathroom, she thought, so she went in there to strip. Even so,
Christy hunched over when undressing and faced into the shower. She slid out of her dress and
underwear as fast as she could and put on the sheer teddy and panties.
She looked in the mirror and was horrified to see that her breasts were Blacks On Blondes Gangbang Cuckolded to run out the corners of her mouth. It tasted so good.
ÒYou were really needing that black cum, werenÕt you bitch,Ó Ben said. Jean had not noticed that the limo had been moving. Soon it pulled up to a house in a part of town Jean did not recognize. It stopped and the driver got out and opened the door. ÒCome on bitch. No need to dress.Ó Ben pulled her out of the limo and the two walked to the house.
Once inside she is led to a back room. She sees a couch against the wall. ÒWhoÕs the bitch?Ó a tall black man asks as he enters the room. ÒThis is Jean. Jean this is Ron. HeÕs gonna be your master tonight.Ó Ben says. JeanÕs body feels hot and her cunt is wet with anticipation. WhatÕs going to happen to me? She asks herself.
ÒBend over bitch and get ready for a fucking,Ó Ron unzips his pants and pulls out a 12Ó chocolate stick and rubs it against Jeans tight pussy lips. ÒThis bitch, ainÕt used to black cock.Ó Then Ron lunges forward and buries his cock, stretching Jeans tight fuck hole. Wave after wave of orgasm sweeps over her as the cock goes in deeper. ÒHey bitch, I still have four more inches left. IÕm gonna have to put my cock inside your womb, nowÓ Then Ron makes another lunge and his cock parts Jeans cervix and the enormous cock enters her womb, where not cock has been before. The Ron begins that rhythmic fucking in and out. In and Out. It feel good and Jean wanted more. Then Ron brings his hand to her puckered shit hole and places his thumb in Jeans tight ass and his fingers find their way into her cunt with his cock. Now both cock and thumb fill Jean and brings on her first true, deep orgasm. She wants more now.
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see her outfit. She bent her knees to the side a little and spread open her arms. "See?"
"That's certainly nothing to be embarrassed about," Sam said, desperately trying to
keep his jaw from dropping to the floor. Christy could see the lust in their faces, a look
no one had ever given her before, and it felt kind of excited. Her diving coach in high
school was the last person to tell her she had a great body, but that had pretty much been
the last time she had shown it to anyone, besides her husband. Even he only ever saw her
undressed on rare occasion, and always when the lights were out. Either way, Todd wasn't
very forth coming with compliments. She weighed the same as she did in high school and she
knew that her figure, 37C-29-33, was the same as Madonna's, according to People magazine,
but it was flattering to actually have someone acknowledge her as attractive. Inviting the
men in, Cindy turned to lead them into the living room. She heard low moans and figured they
must have noticed her round, half-covered ass. She thought she head their hands slap in a
high-five.
Once in the living room, she motioned to the sofa for them to sit, and then she offered
them a drink. They nodded and she went to pour some scotch from the liquor cabinet. She heard
some mumbles from the sofa as she bent over to get the glasses out of the lower drawer. As
she walked to the sofa she couldn't help but notice how the men were trying to not be obvious
about the fact that their eyes were staring at her body. The teddy swung open with each step,
exposing her cleavage.
Christy sat on the sofa between the two men. Sam took his drink and introduced the
black man, Terrance Davis, as a licensed medical technician. They shook hands. Christy felt
a tingle as his large hand covered hers. Both men were about 6 foot and looked to be in
great shape. They couldn't have been more than 23.
Sam placed a brochure on her bare thighs as he moved closer to her. Her teddy hung wide
open under her breasts, exposing her body covered only by skimpy panties. Sam explained the
comprehensive coverage to her, illustrated in the brochure. He pointed to a pie chart on the
first page and then rested his hand on the corner of the brochure, which was resting on her
knee. When his warm hand touched her bare flesh she shivered. Christy quickly swallowed her
drink down. She noticed that while both men's heads were turned towards the brochure in her
lap, their eyes were locked on the barely covered breasts in front of them. She was very
embarrassed to see that her nipples had become erect and were sticking straight out. Terrance
started to breath loudly. Christy couldn't really focus on what Sam was saying. His fingers
began playing with the corner of the paper and also, therefore, lightly fondling her knee.
Christy looked up to try and see if any cameras were looking at them but couldn't find any of
the spying devices. Sam asked her is she liked what she heard.
"Oh yes," she replied, "this is really an amazing plan."
"Then we can sign you up today," insisted Sam.
"Well, I'll have to talk to my husband first."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Simmons, but Worldwide is only able to offer this plan to customers
that sign up at the presentation. The rates will almost double if you wait."
"Oh gosh, I don't know what to do," said Christy.
"I'll tell you what we can do. Let's fill out all the information forms. We can see
if you even qualify for this plan. If you do, then you can make your decision."
"Hmm . . . that sounds reasonable."
Sam asked several basic biographical questions about Christy and her husband. When he
finished filling out the application he asked Christy when she last had a physical.
"About a year ago."
"Worldwide can't issue this policy unless you've had a physical within the last month.
Mr. Davis here is a licensed nurse and will be able to perform the required tests for you."
Before Christy could respond Terrance Interracial Picture Cuckold Black her skirt up. It was clear she had no panties on. They were kissing. I could see his tongue dart into her open, willing mouth. Soon they going after it in a full open mouth, passionate, tongue-locked kissing. He reached down and freed one tit from her dress and started sucking on the long nipples. No one seemed to notice much except a group of black men in the corner of the bar. Their eyes were transfixed on the hot, young white wife getting dry fucked on the dance floor.
I saw a pool table and a black stud standing by it invited with a jester to play. I accepted. As I walked over to play pool, I noticed Jean and the black man moving to a table in a very dark corner. Then my attention became focused on the game. When I thought to look again, Jean was not in the bar.
Earlier, Ben had introduced himself to Jean as soon as I had gone for drinks. They began with small talk. Ben reached out and placed his hand on JeanÕs thigh and slowly rubbed her as they talked. Yes, it was her first time here. She had heard some much about the bar. Then Ben came to the point. ÒAre you interested in big black cock, honey?Ó The question too her by surprise although she wanted to know more about Ben. He was quite handsome. He was very muscular. His presence, bearing, and scent caused her to feel hot and flushed. She looked down to see her nipples were not keeping any secretes. ÒYes, I wanted to meet somebody here, Ò she answered.
ÒLetÕs dance then, ÒBen replied. As they walked to the dance floor, Jean felt BenÕs arm encircle her and then his hand slid down to her ass and gentle began squeezing. It was a slow dance and she could feel his massive hard on has he pressed 
Black Cock Sucker Girls Suck Black Dick rock. His cock seemed to be throbbing. A wave of nervousness passed
over her as Terrance pushed her left knee up to her shoulder and pushed her right knee away
from her body. He moved his hips to swing his cockhead to her damp pussy lips. Christy
quivered in anticipation. With a quick thrust he plunged his black cock a good six inches
deep inside her aching pussy. That was further than her husband had ever been. Both men began
pumping rapidly in and out of her.
"Holy shit! Look at that little slut," shouted one of the FBI agents in the van,
stroking his dick through his pants. "She is going to town on those guys!"
"Maybe we should break in now," offered the youngest agent, more anxiously this time.
"This isn't really protocol, is it?"
"In a couple of minutes, kid. A couple of more minutes of this and we'll have an iron
tight case against these guys," replied Agent Smith, starting to squeeze his own dick.
Back inside the house, both men had taken their cocks out of Christy. An instant pang
of disappointment passed over her. Were the FBI here? Sam grabbed her shoulders and turned
her around, pushing her on all fours. She was still on top of the sofa. He was now behind
her and Terrance's big wet black cock dangled in front of her face. It seemed to point
straight at her mouth. She had never seen anything so powerful looking. His cock was at
least ten inches long and thicker than Vienna sausage. That's what it looked like, a big
black Kielbasa.
Sam ripped the teddy from around her waist and tossed it across the room. He grabbed
both her ass cheeks and spread them wide apart as his hard dick started thrusting deep into
her pussy. She was completely filled by the giant tool. She was starting to feel delirious
from these new sensations, being fucked like a cheap slut. Terrance slapped his solid cock
against the side of Christy's face. The pain brought her mind back into focus. She looked up
at Terrance as he wagged his cock before her. She obediently opened her mouth wide and
engulfed the giant black dickhead. The head filled her mouth completely. Terrance pushed his
hips forward, forcing half his cock down her throat in one stroke. Christy tried to relax her
muscles so she could accommodate these gigantic sex sticks. Terrance grabbed the sides of her
head and began pumping in and out rapidly, literally fucking her mouth. Both men fell into a
quick rhythm, ramming their dicks in her open holes. Christy never imagined feeling so full.
After a few minutes of this hot action, they again pulled their dicks out of her. Before
Christy knew what was happening, Terrance had slid underneath her. With his hands on her hips
he guided her body up, and over his. He brought her groin to his, maneuvering her pussy onto
his rigid black flagpole. Christy couldn't wait to feel him inside of her again. She had never
felt like this before. She felt a pang of guilt as Terrance lowered her down onto his dick,
cramming his hard man meat deep inside her pussy. Christy reminded herself that she was doing
this for her country, for the FBI and for all women out there who might be molested by
these . . . bad men. She started humping him, building up speed, riding his cock faster and
faster. Her pussy was on fire.
Sam pushed her down from behind. Her face was right in front of Terrance's. He stuck
his tongue down her throat. She had never kissed a man like that before. He muffled the scream
she let out when she felt Sam's dick press into her asshole. His cockhead pried apart her
closed sphincter. He forced his cock in, jamming her dark hole full of his meat. People
aren't suppose to fuck like that, she thought, gasping for breath. She was paralyzed by the
pleasure/pain filling her body and was powerless to stop him.
Sam began thrusting his hips rapidly, slamming more and more of his dick down her
asshole. Both cocks pistoned in and out of her. The men moved in well practiced unison.
Terrance squeezed her tits hard as Christy Blacks On Cougars Galleries said stoking Jean white, swelling belly.
She came back to me. But now my wife was totally blacked. She told me right off she had been impregnated by one of possibly 45 to 50 black studs. She would deliver a black baby like her sister. She then proceed to tell me I could stay with her, but her cunt was for blacks only. I could jack off and cum on her tits, but that was the only way I could touch her. However, just hearing her stories about being black fucked and seeing how beautifully sluttish she had become were enough stimulation for me. She had quit her job and was now going to be whored out for Ron and his friends and making more money then ever. She fucked right up to a week before the baby came.
The baby turned out to be a girl. Jean continued to fuck, suck, and get ass fucked by her black lovers and whoever then whored her out to. She told gets fucked 30 times a week. All black studs. She never uses condoms or contraceptives. She prefers bareback and loves the feeling of cum spurting against the walls of her hot cunt. She loves letting her black baby suck the milk out of her nipples. She letÕs me suck her milk and one time sucked my cock until I came. However, I had to pull out and cum in my hand. She would not let me cum in her black manÕs slut ho mouth. Ron tells her she must continue to lactate for her customers. When she gets excited or orgasms her tits leak milk.
Five months after delivering her first black baby, Jean was impregnated by another black stud. As her belly swelled and grew with the gift the black stud had given her, Jean felt more and more fulfilled. She has become a black manÕs cock ho. No other life could satisfy her now. 
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whole time. These guys are really scum. They prey on innocent, unsuspecting women, just
like yourself. Who knows how many women they have violated? Who knows how many more they
will molest unless we stop them? We can't do it without your help, ma'am. For the good of
your community, for the good of society, you have to help us."
Christy hesitated before answering. "I . . . guess you're right, I have no choice.
I . . . I'll do what ever you need me to."
Before she knew it a team of agents stormed into her house, setting up their spying
gear. They planted tiny wires in every room. She asked if they could really see through
those things and they explained that they even had rotate and zoom capabilities. They had
her sign some kind of release for the equipment, she didn't really understand it. She asked
if she should tell her husband.
"Well ma'am, anything you tell your husband is of course up to you. Once we have these
guys in custody the tapes will speak for themselves, so your involvement will be over. They
only come around during the week days so your husband won't ever be disturbed. There really
isn't any reason for him to know about this setup and the fewer people who know about an
undercover operation, the safer it is for everyone."
"Now, here's what we need you to do," started Agent Smith. "It's very important that
you don't make any suggestions to these guys. That would be entrapment. Let them take the
lead and just go along with whatever they say. Just don't take any initiative yourself.
Got it?" Christy nodded and he continued, "We want these guys to know that they can try
and run their scam so you have to seem . . . available. It's best if your wearing something
suggestive, like a nightgown. When they make their initial pitch at the door, tell them you
are interested and let them in the house. Then you can offer them something to drink,
something alcoholic. It'll send them signals. Get excited when they explain the insurance
plan. Hesitate when they suggest the on-the-spot physical but then go along with it. Got it?"
"Well I . . . I won't actually have to take the physical, will I?"
"We will be monitoring the whole time and we'll stop them before things go too far, Ok?"
"Ok," Christy said with noticeable uncertainty in her voice.
Agent Jenkins exited her bedroom with some of her clothes on his arm. "We want you to
wear this," he said, "it will be perfect."
Christy's mouth dropped open. "Are sure I have to wear this?" The outfit agent Jenkins
selected was a very sheer blue teddy Todd had gotten for her on their first anniversary. She
had never worn it because it was just too embarrassing. It was basically just a thin piece of
cloth wrapped around her torso that had a ribbon that tied between her breasts. Two straps
ran over her shoulders, holding it up, and the fabric only ran went down as far as her hips.
The front hung open below the ribbon, exposing her belly and the see-thru powder blue thong
panties that went with it. Christy felt very uncomfortable at the idea of wearing it,
especially in front of total strangers. But the FBI agents must know what they were doing,
she figured. She would just have to trust them.
After they finished wiring the house the agents all cleared out. Christy went into the
bedroom to change into the teddy. She started to unzip her dress but then had the uncomfortable
feeling she was being watched. Looking around she couldn't find any cameras but she had seen
agents come into the bedroom with their equipment, so she knew the bugs must be in here. There
couldn't be any cameras in the bathroom, she thought, so she went in there to strip. Even so,
Christy hunched over when undressing and faced into the shower. She slid out of her dress and
underwear as fast as she could and put on the sheer teddy and panties.
She looked in the mirror and was horrified to see that her breasts were Interracial Gangbang Story his thumb out and begins to work in first two and then three fingers in JeanÕs now expanding butt hole.
ÒI believe I have you ready now,Ó Ron pulls his cock from JeanÕs cunt and slides it in her ass. At first it is tight. ÒThatÕs right bitch. Relax that asshole and take my cock,Ó Ron purrs. Soon the in and out stoking brings on another orgasm. She never though a cock in her ass would be so wonderful. She had to have more. Ò More! More! Fuck my ass,Ó she screams.
Then Ron pulls the cock out of her ass and re-inserts it into Jeans pussy. The fucking continues. Ben moves forward and places his now stiff cock to JeanÕs mouth. She eagerly takes it and starts sucking. Her face is just another cunt now.
ÒTurn over bitchÓ Ron demands as he pulls Jean on top of him. Ron pushes his cock into pussy and starts to fuck. Ben moves around behind and pushes his cock into her now gaping asshole. Jean orgasms again as two cocks plunges into her ass and cunt at the same time. Never had she felt so fulfilled. Jean had gone black. She could never go back now.
Back at home I go to bed and wake up the next morning as the phone rings. ÒHi darling. ItÕs me. Sorry we did not get to say goodbye last night. I stayed over with Ron. I called to say that I will spend a few days here and explore more feelings and be back in a few days. She sounded so excited. So different, yet the same. ÒOk baby. IÕll be waiting on you.Ó
The week stretched into a month with Ron. During that time Jean explored ever avenue of her emerging slut-hood. She was now a black man slut ho. Ron even whored Jean out for money. One half he split with my ho-wife. In fact, she made so much money