Interracial Porn I've been fucking a married white woman named Sara for two years. She is
quite elegant and almost haughty, which makes, of course, bringing out
her slut side all the more enjoyable. For a while she and her husband
have been exploring -- I think somewhat to their surprise -- a fantasy
game of S and M, along the lines of the Story of O. They both have a
fantasy of turning her over to another man and recently I've helped it
come true... Let me tell Interracial Porn wife would be the perfect
receptical for my semen. She is tall, athletic, brilliant, and
physically well endowed."
"Get out of my house Moby."
Dr Tanaka glowered at the insult, that would cost the scrawny white man.
"I will give you ten thousand dollars for you wife. That is the only
barter I will offer."
"I said get out."
"Very well then." Mobutu turned and strolled back to his house.
*******************
Wendy stretched out cat-like on the cot in her yard. It felt good to lay
out in the sun. A drop of sweat ran down her scantily clad breast and
ended in her belly button. She closed her eyes, opening them later when
a shadow fell across her body. Dr Tanaka was looming over her and she
jumped in surprise wandering if she should scream for help. "I have been
watching you," he said.
It was a week after the black man had come over to their house and she
hadn't seen him since, short of the limo that picked him up for school
and brought him back each morning. He was practically naked, weaing only
a cheetah print loincloth. His chest was spectacular, as ridged as any
body-builder's. Mobutu's skin was as black as coal and glistened with
perspiration in the sunlight. "How long have you been standing there?"
she asked.
"A quarter hour. You are most beautiful." The bikini was designed for
maximum tanning. It was small and tight, her breasts strained at the
top. The African was getting an eye full. "Have you considered my
offer?"
"I'll never cheat on my husband Dr." Wendy decided to try to reason with
the big Masai. "I understand you aren't from here, but you can't just go
around propositioning married women."
"Why? I take any woman of the tribe I desire. I have dozens of children
amongst the krals. The husbands consider it an honor to raise a superior
man's son as his own."
"That's what you don't understand. This isn't Kenya. Now you should
leave, my husband will be home soon.
"So? He is a weakling. I give you one last chance." Mobutu untied the
side of his loincloth and pulled it asside. It was designed to confine
the man's huge genitalia and when freed, the penis fell out not stopping
until it nearly reached his knee. "This is what will pleaure your pussy
like your husband never can."
"My god," she cried staring at the plump black monster swaying like a
giant black banana. She was surprised to see that the man was
circumsized, the head was as large as a small apple as were his
testicles and it was thicker soft now then her husband's when hard.
"You may suck it."
"Get off my property."
Mobutu looked surprised by her rejection. His penis had even plumped up
and risen a little in anticipation of her servicing him. "Remember this
cock," he said turning to leave, walking naked, then running to leap
over the fence between their yards.
Wendy stood up. "If you ever come back on my property again I will call
the police," she yelled.
What arrogance, she thought. Just because he had a huge cock...Wendy
shivered, she hated that word. Just because he had a big penis, he felt
he had the right to do anything. Wendy went inside, no longer
comfortable outside in the skimpy bikini. She walked past a mirror and
froze, her nipples were hard and prominent. She was ashamed that the
situation had aroused her a little.
********************
Mobutu walked up to the doll house in his living room. Three dolls
soaked in glasses filled with dirty liquid. Mama Juju, an old voodoo
woman in New Orleans had sent him the necessary materials to mix the
concoction. The voodoo woman had great power, but many of her spells
involved the use of marijuana and Mobutu saw drug use-like alcohol- as a
weakness. He removed the Barbie doll from it's glass and carefully dried
it off. Once dried, he placed a small dollop of glue on the doll's
crotch area and stuck the piece of Wendy's pubic hair into it. He
repeated the process with the Ken doll and finally the black Ken doll
using his own pubic hair.
Mobutu needed to see if the ritual had worked. He placed Barbie on the
bed in the doll house, then drew an erect penis on Ken with a black
marker, placing Ken on top Barbie in the bed.
Mobutu stripped naked so that his skin would blend into the night and
swiftly ran next door, leaping the fence and rolling quickly to his
feet. Within another minute, he had swiftly climbed an old tree that
afforded him a good view of the neighbor's bedroom. The nights were
cooler and their window was cracked open.
Wendy was laying under the covers, propped up reading a file folder.
"Wow," she said looking up, where'd that come from?"
Stan walked into the room sporting a strong erection, his penis pointing
up towards his belly button. "I don't know," he replied, it just sort of
grew on me. You up for some? I don't want it to go to waste."
"Hop in, stud." Wendy folded the covers back.
They turned the lights off and Mobutu was soon listening to the soft
cries of Wendy and the grunts of her husband. Her cries turned to one
long moan and soon Stan cried out as he came. "Ooh that was nice," said
Wendy. "Hey, you're still hard."
"You know what, I think I can keep going," said Stan and the sounds of
lovemaking filtered through the window again.
Mobutu jumped down from the tree and ran back to his house. He stuck his
forefinger in his mouth, making sure it was wet before grabbing the Ken
doll and smearing away the drawing of the erection. He then quickly
returned to the tree in time to here Wendy say, "It's ok honey, it was
still great. I haven't had an orgasm like that in years."
"Sorry," said Stan. "I don't know what happened."
Mobutu left the couple alone for a few days. When Saturday rolled
around, he knew Stan would leave to play golf and that was when Wendy
liked to sun bath. Unfortunately, the day was overcast and Wendy's cot
remained empty.
Mobutu stripped the Barbie doll and dressed it in a bikini, he laid the
doll down outside the dream house and went upstairs Free Black Dick Cumbang Jada straight into her ass. She screamed in a low
voice and I spanked her once, very hard on the ass. My handprint glowed
on her skin. Still licking her ass, I ran one finger down the furrow of
her cunt. I pulled back and told Steve his wife was dripping.
"Do you want another man's cock?" He asked Sara.
I stuck my tongue back into her ass and she just moaned and was silent.
He asked her again, and this time I pulled away, just teasing her cunt
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Wendy was so hot and bothered, she couldn't concentrate on the sermon.
Her nipples were hard and rubbing against her bra. She squirmed in her
seat hoping the preacher would hurry and finish before her wet pussy
soaked through her clothes and stained the pew. She had a strong desire
to kneel before her husband and suck on his penis again.
When they got home, Wendy thought she saw the curtains move in Dr
Tanaka's house as if he was watching them. She forgot about the black
man as she entered their living room when Stan suddenly said, "Hey, you
still up for some afternoon fun?"
Wendy looked over at him and saw his pants were tented out. With a
squeal of delight, she kneeled at his feet and pulled out his rock hard
erection, taking him back in her mouth. Then it was gone, his penis
withering into a limp little worm within seconds.
His huge cock was hard in her mouth, pushing into her throat and Wendy
loved it. She looked up, but it wasn't Stan who was looking down at her.
It was Dr Tanaka. She gasped in horror.
"Jesus, I'm sorry, but you don't have to make such a big deal over it."
Stan was shaking her.
"Maybe, it's stress. If this keeps up, I'll see a doctor. Trust me
Wendy, it's not you, it's me."
"I'm sorry too," she said climbing to her feet. The image of kneeling
before the black man wouldn't leave her mind. It stayed with her all day
and into her dreams. Her dreams changed though, sometimes she was on all
fours as the black man fucked her from behind, sometimes she was riding
his mighty cock, and all the while, Stan was lying beside her in the bed
with a limp dick seemingly frozen, doing nothing to stop them.
She had these dreams every night, Mobutu completely replaced her husband
in her sex fantacies. Worse, several times a day, her nipples would grow
and her pussy would get wet. Stan made no sexual moves on her at all and
when she glimpsed him naked, his dick was always small and limp.
*****************
On Saturday, Mobutu placed the topless Barbie back on the cot outside
the doll house and waited for Wendy to show up. This time she walked out
without even bothering to wear the bikini top. He placed a naked black
Ken beside her and blew marijuana smoke at the Barbie doll to cloud her
judgement.
Mobutu put on the loincloth and walked next door. "May I join you?" he
called.
Wendy jumped as he had startled her and held her arms across her
breasts. "I don't think that's wise."
"I just want some conversation. I appologize for my behaviour
previously. I was just startled by your beauty."
"Well ok then, but let me go get my top."
"Don't bother. Masai women do not cover their breasts. My people are
much more comfortable with nudity. I will join you if it helps." Mobutu
removed his loin cloth and laid next to her cot in the grass staring up
a the sun. He was pleased to see her gaze focusing on his crotch and
soon she became comfortable enough to show him her breasts. "This is
nice," he said, "to lay here and not worry about cobras and mambas and
lions."
"Your home sounds fascinating."
"It is."
She looked at his cock, plump and half-erect. "May I ask you a medical
question?"
"Certainly."
"Do you know anything about impotence?"
"Your husband?"
She hesitated. "Yes, he's been acting weird. Occasionaly he will get an
erection, but then it's gone and most of the time it doesn't stir." She
sobbed a little with frustration.
"Did this start around the time I moved here?"
"Yes, I think so, but what does that have to do with it?"
"Your husband is intimidated by me."
"I find that hard to believe."
"I could be wrong, but I've seen it before. A weak man when confronted
by a superior male
often becomes impotent. He imagines his woman with the superior male
fucking her with his superior cock like the wimp never could."
Ugh, there was that word again. Strangely, cock seemed to apply more to
Mobutu's long snake-like penis.
"It has happened to me before, the woman becomes infatuated with me and
the husband becomes incapable of interfering."
"I don't think that's the problem," she replied sarcastically, though
the fact that she had been dreaming about the doctor scared her.
"I've offended you. I should go." He stood up near her head so that she
was looking up the long dangling cock.
"Yes, I think you should." She couldn't take her eyes off his cock and
wondered what it would look like fully erect.
Mobutu bowed and walked naked back to his house. He grabbed Barbie and
black Ken, taking them to his vantage point upstairs. He held Barbie up
to his face and licked her crotch, watching as Wendy jumped on the cot
and started squirming. He quit and placed the black doll's head on her
crotch and watched.
On the cot, Wendy parted her legs and thrashed her head back and forth.
She was staring at his house as if afraid or hoping he would come out.
Her hips were thrusting slightly and her hand would wander down to her
pussy only to jerk back as she realized what she was doing. Suddenly,
her back arched and her mouth opened as she came. Once again, she
hurried back inside her house. Mobutu grinned then rubbed his jaw. It
was sore as black Ken had power over him also.
*******************
All week Wendy played with herself imagining she was with the black man
and dreaming about him at night. She was starting to wonder if she could
resist him, the images were becoming so vivid and she was so horny. She
hadn't even seen a short erection on her husband this week.
Friday night she awoke in a sweat from a particularily powerful dream.
She feared she was drowning and had a funny taste in her mouth. All she
could remember of the dream
was that it involved sucking off Tanaka. She played with herself while
Stan snored beside her wondering if the doctor would come talk to her
again when she laid out the next day.
*******************
Mobutu squeezed the last of his sperm out of his cock and looked at the
cum splattered Barbie. Literotica Cuckold Black Dick Sex pleased. She blushed terribly when I told her this, looking
over at Steve who was sitting across from us. But he nodded -- though he
hadn't heard what I had ordered her to do -- and she got up and left the
room. While she was gone, Steve put on a video tape he had made once
before of me fucking her. This was playing when she walked back into the
room about ten minutes later. Still looking very embarrassed, she handed
me the panties and the note. I handed the note 
Black On White Jessica Right Blacks On Blondes collapsed forwards, her breasts mashing against his muscled chest.
Her pussy had contoured itself around his entire cock. She could feel
every ridge, vein, and bump. A thick vein ran the length of his shaft
and it pulsed with each beat of his heart. Each pulse sent a spasm of
pleasure throughout her body. Her heart was racing and she was filled
with a sense of joy. This was were she belonged.
Mobutu cupped her ass with his strong hands and lifted her a little,
begining to buck his hips while kissing her. Wendy arched her back as
she came again. She took over riding him to orgasm after orgasm. They
grew stronger when he leaned up and took one of her thick nipples
between his lips.
Wendy rode him until her leg muscles got sore.
"Do you realize what a great honor you are about to recieve," the black
man asked grunting occassionally.
"I do," she said and the hose in her pussy exploded. His cum was so
strong, she felt it would throw her off him like she was sitting on a
geyser. Her mind was exagerating of course, but it still felt powerful.
Wendy came with each wad that shot out of his cock and she collapsed
again.
She came to her senses lying in the grass on her back. Mobutu was still
lying on the cot. His cum crusted cock rested across his thigh, soft,
but still long and plump. "That was incredible," she said staring up a
him with a look of worship on her face.
"Come clean my cock off," said Mobutu.
Wendy crawled to him and took his dirty cock in her mouth, it quickly
turned hard again and she deep throated him until he filled her belly
with his hot sperm.
He didnt cum ten times like he had bragged, but they fucked three more
times after she blew him. By the time she went inside before Stan got
home, her knees were grass stained and grass stuck in her sperm covered
body.
Wendy wanted him again on Sunday, but there was no opportunity. By
Monday, she was so cock-crazy, she left work early and was waiting on Dr
Tanaka's steps when he got back from class.
Wendy fucked him in his bed for as long as she dared before Stan got
home. She was starting to resent her husband. He was keeping her from
Mobutu's cock.
Wednesday night, Wendy woke up from another powerful dream. She was
covered in sweat and now she craved his cock in her ass.
Her butt-hole even stung a little and she was so sweaty, it felt like
she had cum in her ass. What was happening to her? First she had sucked
him off, then commited adultery, now she wanted him to sodomize her.
Wendy played with herself before going back to sleep. This time she used
her free hand to stick a finger in her ass.
******************
Mobutu made sure plenty of his sperm ran into the new hole he had poked
in the doll's ass. He then sat the doll back down in the chair staring
at the paper with the following commands:
I am a slut for black cock.
My body belongs to Mobutu, he is my master.
He can put his cock anywhere.
It pleases me to serve him.
******************
The pain made Wendy happy. Some of the tissue in her ass had ripped, but
it meant she was one step closer to getting her ass fucked.
Mobutu grunted and pushed the entire head in stretching her anus out
even more. "D-don't waste time your highness," she groaned. "Push it in,
I can take it."
Mobutu pulled back and thrust forward. She took about eight inches
before it wedged. Wendy screamed, bucking, trying to get away from his
spear, tears rolling down her eyes as Mobutu kept a firm grip on her
waist.
She calmed down after a few minutes, but still sobbed. "Do you want me
to pull out?" he asked.
"No master, I want you to fuck my ass." Wendy didn't know where "master"
had come from, but it was appropriate. Mobutu started to move, starting
slow, but picking up pace. "Fuck me master, fuck my ass. Give me that
black cock."
Wendy continued to babble the whole time he fucked her. Towards the end,
it actually started to feel good and she looked forward to when her ass
was permanately stretched out to accomodate him. His cum was like a
soothing balm coating her sore insides as it swelled up to fill the
vacuum left by his deflating cock.
*******************
"Greetings Stan, I thought I would pay a neighborly visit."
"That's Mr Marsh, your highness," said Stan sarcastically.
"Of course, Mr Marsh," said Mobutu stepping inside."
Wendy walked into the room and Stan was confused by the way his wife's
face lit up when she saw the arrogant black man. "Dr Tanaka, what a
pleasant surprise."
"Is there something going on here, that I don't know about?"
"I have come again to offer you ten thousand dollars in exchange for
your wife."
"That's it ass-hole get the fuck out of my house," screamed Stan.
"Honey," interupted Wendy. "I suggest you accept Dr Tanaka's generous
offer."
"Huh?"
"Yes, Mr Marsh. My offer is generous. That kind of money is worth a lot
of cattle to the Masai. I have fucked your wife all week. She is no
longer happy with your pathetic white man's penis. She is hooked on
black cock."
Stan felt weak and the color drained from his face. Wendy hadn't
contradicted the black man.
"H-honey, is this true?"
"Yes, Stan. I have sucked, fucked, and taken his superior black cock up
my ass. You will never satisfy me now. I'm hooked on his giant black
cock, it's all I think about now."
"Think about it Mr Marsh. I need to go home and make a quick call. When
I come back, I am going to fuck your wife in your marital bed."
This was all too much for Stan, his legs gave out and he fell to the
floor with shock. Wendy ran upstairs and he followed. She was actually
primping herself. She put on some make-up and brushed her hair before
stripping and lying on the bed. He heard Mobutu slam the door as he
returned.
"Wendy, I don't want you to do this."
"I have to Stan, it's what I was born to do."
"If you love me, you'll end this now."
Wendy just smiled sympathetically at him and sat up on the bed as Mobutu
entered the bedroom. Black Cock Porn He whispered to her and she could do is
moan and nod her head, gasping at each stroke of my cock.
We used her all night -- both of us coming inside her twice and then the
last time I came, I made her bring me a glass and kneel down in front of
me as I was sitting on a couch. While she was sucking my balls I jerked
off into the glass and then handed it to her and made her drink it while
her husband watched. It was terrifically humiliating for her. 
Mandingo Compilation wife would be the perfect
receptical for my semen. She is tall, athletic, brilliant, and
physically well endowed."
"Get out of my house Moby."
Dr Tanaka glowered at the insult, that would cost the scrawny white man.
"I will give you ten thousand dollars for you wife. That is the only
barter I will offer."
"I said get out."
"Very well then." Mobutu turned and strolled back to his house.
*******************
Wendy stretched out cat-like on the cot in her yard. It felt good to lay
out in the sun. A drop of sweat ran down her scantily clad breast and
ended in her belly button. She closed her eyes, opening them later when
a shadow fell across her body. Dr Tanaka was looming over her and she
jumped in surprise wandering if she should scream for help. "I have been
watching you," he said.
It was a week after the black man had come over to their house and she
hadn't seen him since, short of the limo that picked him up for school
and brought him back each morning. He was practically naked, weaing only
a cheetah print loincloth. His chest was spectacular, as ridged as any
body-builder's. Mobutu's skin was as black as coal and glistened with
perspiration in the sunlight. "How long have you been standing there?"
she asked.
"A quarter hour. You are most beautiful." The bikini was designed for
maximum tanning. It was small and tight, her breasts strained at the
top. The African was getting an eye full. "Have you considered my
offer?"
"I'll never cheat on my husband Dr." Wendy decided to try to reason with
the big Masai. "I understand you aren't from here, but you can't just go
around propositioning married women."
"Why? I take any woman of the tribe I desire. I have dozens of children
amongst the krals. The husbands consider it an honor to raise a superior
man's son as his own."
"That's what you don't understand. This isn't Kenya. Now you should
leave, my husband will be home soon.
"So? He is a weakling. I give you one last chance." Mobutu untied the
side of his loincloth and pulled it asside. It was designed to confine
the man's huge genitalia and when freed, the penis fell out not stopping
until it nearly reached his knee. "This is what will pleaure your pussy
like your husband never can."
"My god," she cried staring at the plump black monster swaying like a
giant black banana. She was surprised to see that the man was
circumsized, the head was as large as a small apple as were his
testicles and it was thicker soft now then her husband's when hard.
"You may suck it."
"Get off my property."
Mobutu looked surprised by her rejection. His penis had even plumped up
and risen a little in anticipation of her servicing him. "Remember this
cock," he said turning to leave, walking naked, then running to leap
over the fence between their yards.
Wendy stood up. "If you ever come back on my property again I will call
the police," she yelled.
What arrogance, she thought. Just because he had a huge cock...Wendy
shivered, she hated that word. Just because he had a big penis, he felt
he had the right to do anything. Wendy went inside, no longer
comfortable outside in the skimpy bikini. She walked past a mirror and
froze, her nipples were hard and prominent. She was ashamed that the
situation had aroused her a little.
********************
Mobutu walked up to the doll house in his living room. Three dolls
soaked in glasses filled with dirty liquid. Mama Juju, an old voodoo
woman in New Orleans had sent him the necessary materials to mix the
concoction. The voodoo woman had great power, but many of her spells
involved the use of marijuana and Mobutu saw drug use-like alcohol- as a
weakness. He removed the Barbie doll from it's glass and carefully dried
it off. Once dried, he placed a small dollop of glue on the doll's
crotch area and stuck the piece of Wendy's pubic hair into it. He
repeated the process with the Ken doll and finally the black Ken doll
using his own pubic hair.
Mobutu needed to see if the ritual had worked. He placed Barbie on the
bed in the doll house, then drew an erect penis on Ken with a black
marker, placing Ken on top Barbie in the bed.
Mobutu stripped naked so that his skin would blend into the night and
swiftly ran next door, leaping the fence and rolling quickly to his
feet. Within another minute, he had swiftly climbed an old tree that
afforded him a good view of the neighbor's bedroom. The nights were
cooler and their window was cracked open.
Wendy was laying under the covers, propped up reading a file folder.
"Wow," she said looking up, where'd that come from?"
Stan walked into the room sporting a strong erection, his penis pointing
up towards his belly button. "I don't know," he replied, it just sort of
grew on me. You up for some? I don't want it to go to waste."
"Hop in, stud." Wendy folded the covers back.
They turned the lights off and Mobutu was soon listening to the soft
cries of Wendy and the grunts of her husband. Her cries turned to one
long moan and soon Stan cried out as he came. "Ooh that was nice," said
Wendy. "Hey, you're still hard."
"You know what, I think I can keep going," said Stan and the sounds of
lovemaking filtered through the window again.
Mobutu jumped down from the tree and ran back to his house. He stuck his
forefinger in his mouth, making sure it was wet before grabbing the Ken
doll and smearing away the drawing of the erection. He then quickly
returned to the tree in time to here Wendy say, "It's ok honey, it was
still great. I haven't had an orgasm like that in years."
"Sorry," said Stan. "I don't know what happened."
Mobutu left the couple alone for a few days. When Saturday rolled
around, he knew Stan would leave to play golf and that was when Wendy
liked to sun bath. Unfortunately, the day was overcast and Wendy's cot
remained empty.
Mobutu stripped the Barbie doll and dressed it in a bikini, he laid the
doll down outside the dream house and went upstairs Interracial Porn Steve told her she would have to beg for it to get
it...So finally she did, telling him that she wanted another man's cock,
wanted it terribly, right now.
We turned her around and instructed her to lift off her dress. She did,
hoping she was going to be fucked right away. But after she did, Steve
walked up behind her -- she was facing me sitting on the couch -- and
fastened a leather collar and leash around her neck. The fear in her eyes