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Wife Provides Reparations for a Black CoworkerWhite Wife Provides Reparations for a BlackCoworker and His FriendsBy edlangstonA married white woman is fucked and impregnated by black protest marchers.Race relations in the United States were expected by many to improve after the first black presidentwas elected and then reelected by wide margins. However, recent events involving conflicts betweenprimarily black minorities and various police jurisdictions have caused numerous protests, some ofwhich have turned violent. It is in the backdrop of those demonstrations that I first cuckolded myhusband with some of the black protesters, many with prejudices against white people. My name isTammy, and my husband Billy and I live in a modest home in urban Atlanta. We have a six month olddaughter who I am still nursing, and I am off of birth control and have been trying to get pregnantagain. I was twenty-three years old at the time of this story. I have an associate’s degree, and workas an inventory control specialist for the finance department of a large plumbing supply warehouse.Billy was twenty-five and has a bachelor’s degree in finance and works as a loan officer for a regionalbank. Billy was raised in a middle-class family in the Atlanta suburbs and was taught not to beprejudiced against others. I was raised in the country around a lot of good ol’ boy rednecks who werevocal in their resentment of black people. My mother tried to teach me to be accepting of all people,while my father was a racist and always seemed to be out with his drinking buddies. He didn’t havemuch time for me. I ended up being pretty much on the fence regarding my feelings towards blackpeople. This story begins when I was twenty years old and had just graduated from junior college,and got my job at the plumbing warehouse. It is a cross-functional job, and although I report to thefinance department, I am also expected to be a team player with dotted-line reporting to thewarehouse foreman who I relied on to help me with my job. There are six men in the warehouse, fourblack and two white, one of whom is the black foreman named Calvin. He was in his mid-forties whenI started there, and he immediately took me under his wing to give me a good start in my job, actuallyproviding more mentorship than my direct boss. At least part of Calvin’s helpfulness was likely due tomy appearance. I don’t mean to brag, but boys and men have been attracted to me since I maturedphysically in my junior year of high school. I have a kind of elfish appearance with large blue eyes andshould-length, dirty-blonde hair. I’m also five feet and four inches tall and weighed one hundred andten pounds at the time. I think he especially likes my big, firm and protruding bubble-butt, whichseems to turn a lot of black men on. And of course, my breasts being 34Ds on my petite frame mademe stand out no matter what I wore. Calvin was very generous with his time and guidance for me,and over the first year we developed a very strong bond. As strange as this might sound, he wasprotective of me and a father figure, despite his obvious attraction to my body. We were able to talkopenly and freely about almost anything. We also teased one another, sometimes with sexualovertones. He also used foul language, told dirty jokes, and teased me about my big ass and tits. Billyknew that Calvin was my best friend at work, and he liked the fact that I had an older man to look outfor me there. He even knew about the naughty teasing and didn’t seem to mind. The year I turnedtwenty-three, there were several important stories in the news regarding the claims of excessive useof force by white police officers against black boys and men. There were protests and some v******ein many cities, including Atlanta. Calvin was extremely upset by the use of force issues. We talkedabout it at work, and while I did not agree with all of his opinions about who was most at fault for thetragedies, I still felt his pain. He is my good friend and I wanted to support him however I could. Oneday he told me that he and a couple of his friends were going to join the protests in Atlanta, onlybeing able to go into the city at night, after work. I had seen on the nightly news reports that therewere a few white people mixed in with the black protesters, and I told Billy that I wanted to go therewith Calvin to support him. We argued about it for quite a while, and then he agreed to let me gosaying, “I can see that you won’t take no for an answer. I’ll be so worried about you down there,especially if the crowd turns violent, and you being white and all.” I responded, “Thank you forunderstanding, honey. I know that Calvin and his friends will protect me from any harm. I’ll use mybreast pump to store milk ahead for you to feed the baby. I don’t know how many nights Calvin plansto join the protest, but I want to be there every time. He might not want me there either, but I plan togo anyway.” The next day at work I told Calvin about my plans to join them. He looked veryconcerned when he said, “I really appreciate the support, Tammy, but it might not be so good for youto be there. You and I have a good relationship, especially for an older black man and a pretty, youngwhite mother. My friends can be pretty hardcore in their dislike of white folks, though. I just don’t knowhow they’ll react to you, and I don’t want you to be treated badly.” I replied, “Calvin, I think Iunderstand your concerns, but this is something I have to do. I know there might be a little risk, butyou are important to me and I want to support your cause. So please don’t shut me out. I think I’mperfectly capable of taking care of myself.” He realized how serious I was about it and said, “Okay,sweetie, don’t say I didn’t warn you. I don’t know if I can control the strangers in the crowd. Thosemen might say some pretty nasty things to you, so you better be ready for that. And just so you know,my friends can get pretty vulgar too, and I’m not going to ruin my friendships with them by alwaysinterceding on your behalf. One thing in your favor, though, is that they will love your big, tight assand those humungous tits of yours, especially now that you are nursing your daughter. They are forty-eight years old, like me, and still think they are players. So don’t be surprised if they make a move onthat booty of yours. If you still plan to go after hearing all of that, then you can ride with me, and we’llleave right after work.” I was used to having sexually oriented conversations with Calvin, but that wasthe first time he was so specific about men’s attraction to my ass and tits and that his friends wouldbe hitting on me. And he was right about my tits being an attraction, since they had grown to full,round and heavy 34Es with me nursing. I certainly had no intention of having sex with any of thosemen, but it was still exciting knowing that I would likely be the center of attention with them. My sexlife with Billy was frankly kind of boring and routine, and we mainly just had vanilla, missionary sexwhile we were trying to get me pregnant. He also has what I now know is a small dick, and thankfully,his one kinky habit is to eat me out before and after we fuck, and at other times as well, which alwaysgives me orgasms. We drove down to the city and parked near the Underground Atlanta area, wherewe met the other men. His friends Chester and Otis were waiting in Chester’s full-size conversion vanjust finishing up their beers. Those men, like Calvin, are all ruggedly handsome, blue-collar blackmen, with fairly dark complexions. They are over six feet tall, look fit and muscular, and weighprobably one hundred and ninety pounds. We got out of the car and Calving introduced me to themen. They didn’t seem all that happy to have me there, at least not at first. Otis asked Calvin, “Do youreally think it’s safe for any of us to have this cocoa puff with us? She might get us in a load of shitwith the other protesters.” Calving chimed in saying, “You might be right about that, Otis. I tried to talkher out of it, but she wanted to support the cause. Were good friends, so let’s just be careful and stayalert to what’s going on around us so we can get out quickly in case of any trouble.” I found out laterthat ‘cocoa puff’ is a slang term for a white woman who fucks black men, and sometimes has theirbabies. It originated from the cereal of the same name that turns white milk into chocolate milk. Icouldn’t imagine that he thought I was fucking Calvin, and he was likely just trying to be funny. Wewalked down an alley to the main drag and joined the protest. Being part of a protest was a newexperience for me, and it was very exciting. At one point Calvin and I were in front of his friends, and Ioverheard Chester say to Otis, “Damn Otis, that white bitch is a real Negro magnet with her booty andthose big milkjugs. I’d love to tap that shit and breed that little white pussy for her.” Otis laughed andsaid, “Yeah, no fucking shit, man. I’ll bet that Calvin has already gotten his huge cock wet inside hislittle slut friend there and slimed her hole for her.” Calvin heard them say those things too, and he justglanced over at me, smiled, and raised his eyebrows. I wasn’t too sure whether his reaction wasacknowledging that he warned me about those men, or if he was giving me a sign that he waspleased that they thought he might have already fucked me. I got the feeling that his friends wantedme to hear them. I have to admit that being objectified in such a crude, sexual way by them wasarousing to me in a way that I didn’t fully understand at the time. Maybe it was their boldness and thesense of strength and masculinity that I got from them, giving me the impression that they wanted todominate me sexually. My husband is very placid by comparison to those men, and much less likelyto take charge sexually that way. My pussy got very wet at the suggestion from Otis that I mightalready be fucking Calvin, and I was actually visualizing it. I could hardly believe that I was gettingturned on by their comments, and beginning to wonder what it would be like to be fucked by him. Wehad been marching for over two hours, and I had been getting derogatory comments from other menon the street. I never really felt threatened, although I did wince at times, and just wrote it off to thosemen showing off for their friends. They called me other slang names too. Some examples are;chocolate dipper, marshmallow, flour bag, coal burner, night-rider and snicker licker. Calvin andfriends never tried to intervene, maybe due to their fear of starting trouble, or even likely because theyenjoyed watching me squirm. At about 8:30 pm, Chester said that he needed to get home, so wewent back to the car and van and left the area. Calvin was uncharacteristically quiet on the ride backto my car. He kept glancing over at me, and I had the feeling that he wanted to say something andkept changing his mind. I did get him to talk by asking him to explain what some of those slang termsmeant. As I expected, they were all variations on the theme of white women who dated, sucked, andfucked black men. Then we talked a little about work as we arrived at the warehouse. Billy wassurprised when I got home so early, at only a little after 9:00 pm. We sat at the kitchen table andtalked as I pumped milk from my painfully-swollen breasts, to store for the baby. He wanted to knowhow it went, and I told him everything, including all of the things that I overheard Calvin’s friends say,as well as what the other marchers shouted at me. He was surprised by the crudeness of theircomments and said, “Damn, honey, did it upset you when you heard those things? Tell me how itmade you feel? I’m guessing that you won’t be going back again!?” I paused for a few moments so Icould choose my words carefully, and I had no intention of lying to him. I watched Billy to carefullygauge his reaction when I said, “Calvin warned me to expect some vulgar comments, so the thingsthat the strangers said didn’t really bother me that much. I have to admit, though, that it did make mefeel like a slut to be in the presence of all those black men, who glared at me when the commentswere made. It güvenilir bahis şirketleri was as if they thought I really was a black cock slut and fucking one or all of the men Iwas with.” My response didn’t seem to upset Billy, and in fact I thought I saw him reach down to tug athis crotch during my comments. I was surprised that he might be getting a hard on from hearingabout those experiences. I continued saying, “Please don’t get upset, honey, but the things Ioverheard Calvin’s friends saying affected me even more. I found myself getting aroused and wetwhen they talked about my big ass and tits, and how they wanted to fuck me. Then when Otis saidthat he thought Calvin was already fucking me, I began to visualize it happening. I’m sorry, Billy, butafter Otis said that Calvin has a big cock, I’m started to wonder what it would be like to be fucked by abig one.” I expected Billy to get angry with me; although I saw that he was actively rubbing his crotchand not even trying to hide it. He said, “Back in college, I heard some of my friends talking aboutblack guys having large cocks, and how white girls and married white women liked to fuck them. Ithought it was all bullshit. I did wonder, though, just how big their cocks are. Now, hearing about yourexperiences tonight, I can see that some black men clearly do have a taste for white women. Youdon’t think those men would try to fuck you, do you, Tammy? I have to admit that hearing all this hasgotten me a little turned on, but I’m not sure that I would want that to happen to you.” Hearing Billytalk about what his friends were saying in college, and knowing that it corroborated some of what theblack men were implying, made me think that black-on-white sex might be more prevalent than I everimagined. I had never had sex with anyone except Billy. Although I had never seen any other cocks, Iknew that Billy did not always satisfy me with his dick. The idea of trying a bigger cock seemed betterand better to me. I didn’t know whether Billy was totally against the possibility of me fucking thosemen, or if he might actually be hinting that I should try it. After all, in the same breath that hementioned being a little turned on, he also said that he wasn’t sure about it happening with me. Hedidn’t actually say no. I was getting excited by his potentially positive attitude about it, and didn’t wantany ambiguity on something that important. So I asked, “What are you saying, Billy. You damn wellneed to be sure how you feel about this, unless you think you’ll feel better if I make the decision. Idon’t plan on starting or doing anything with those men. But, if an opportunity arises, I need to knowwhere you stand.” Billy seemed a little excited when he responded, “I just can’t get the arousingpicture of you fucking a big black man out of my mind. In my heart I would never want that to happen,but my dick is telling me that it does. And you’re right; I don’t want to make this decision. I think it isyour decision more than mine, and those men will probably never push it that far anyway. If you everget a chance to at least look at their cocks, though, I want to hear you describe how big they are. Onething you do need to worry about is that you aren’t on birth control anymore. We’ve been pretty luckywith the rhythm method at different times in the past. If anything were to happen, though, they need towear condoms. You also need to keep your fertile times in mind, in case you get carried away with noprotection.” I could hardly believe Billy’s or my reactions to the black men’s comments, and hiscuriosity about black cocks. It just goes to show that we never know how we’ll feel about something,no matter how unlikely or repulsive we felt about it previously, until it arises at a time when we aremost receptive. My schedule at work the next day was such that I didn’t run into Calvin until quittingtime, when I was standing by his car waiting to ride with him to the rally. He gave me a funny lookwhen he saw me, almost like he was surprised to see me there. We headed downtown and he said, “Ididn’t expect to see you here today, Tammy, especially after all the comments and rudeness that youwere subjected to last night. Didn’t any of that bother you, even when Otis speculated about you andme fucking? And how do you feel about what Otis said? Have you told Billy about it to get hisreaction?” I wanted to let Calvin know how I felt about him, without totally revealing my potentialwillingness to have sex with him. So I replied, “As you know, I am very fond of you, Calvin, and havebeen almost from the first moment we met. I’ve always seen you as a handsome and strong man. Upuntil last night, however, I saw you as more of a mentor and father figure. After hearing Otis’speculation last night, I was flattered that he thought we might be having sex, and I now see you in anew light.” My words sunk in as he kept glancing at me as he drove the car, anticipating what I mightsay next. Then I continued, “I’m especially curious about you having a huge cock, since the only oneI’ve seen in real life is Billy’s little white one. So, Otis has made me realize that I do have a sexualattraction to you. Given your questions, I’m assuming that you are also attracted to me in that way. If Iwasn’t happily married, I’d love to be your little cocoa puff. At least now that I know you have a bigcock, I can tease you about it the way you tease me about my big ass and tits. To be honest, I wouldlike to see your cock sometime, just so I know what Otis is talking about.” Calvin went through thepositive emotions of hearing me say I was attracted to him sexually, only to be deflated when Iimplied that I couldn’t fuck him since I’m married. Then he said, “You haven’t told me yet if Billy knowswhat happened last night and how he feels about it. And just so you know, there are a lot of marriedwhite women who love fucking big-cocked black men, with the submissive husbands’ eager approvaland involvement. Did you tell him about last night, and if so, how did he take it.” I knew that I couldn’ttell him the whole truth about Billy’s reaction and I replied, “Yes, Calvin, I told him everything thathappened last night. He took it a lot better than I thought he would, and was even rubbing his dickwhen I mentioned Otis’ comments. He’s pretty timid and not very forceful with me in family matters,and even though he said it was my decision, I’m sure that he doesn’t want me having sex with othermen. He’s also concerned since we’ve been trying to get me pregnant again, and I’m not on any birthcontrol right now.” Calvin might have realized that there was at least the potential to fuck me, primarilybased on whether or not he could convince me to do it. I knew that he was excited about me beingunprotected when he said, “I had no idea that you two were trying to have another baby. I love to fuckwhite women bareback, and never wear fucking condoms since they ruin the feeling for me. It’s muchmore enjoyable when there’s a possibility that they are fertile. Some white women even get off ontaking the risk of getting pregnant. And about that other thing, anytime you want to get a good look atmy cock, just say the word. You need to experience what a big, thick and meaty cock looks like,especially since you said that Billy’s dick is small.” I laughed to lighten the moment and said, “Yourattraction to me is flattering, Calvin, and I appreciate the offer to see your cock. Maybe I can get apeek at it in the storage room at work sometime.” We continued talking about what was obviously anexciting new dynamic in our relationship, and soon arrived at the parking lot near the Underground.The other men were already there and we headed to the rally. We were marching for almost twohours when the rally took an ugly turn. Some of the marchers were starting to break windows andthrow rocks at the police. That’s when Calvin said, “We better get the fuck out of here. None of uswants to be injured or go to jail. It’s still early though, so let’s get a few drinks at a neighborhood barthat I know of in Grove Park.” I know enough about the city to be aware that Grove Park in NorthwestAtlanta has a predominately black population, and reasoned that it must be a black bar. I wasn’tworried though, since I was with three strong black men. We arrived at the bar, and the parking lotwas only about half-full, since it was a work night and also because of the protest march. We went inand took a big booth in a dark corner at the back of the lounge area. The other men there werelooking me over knowingly, as if they thought I was some kind of whore, being a buxom, young whitewoman with three black men. That was to be my first opportunity to drink alcohol in fifteen months,since I abstained while I was pregnant, and then while nursing my daughter. I had enough milk storedat home to last at least three days, and I was looking forward to getting a buzz on. The men tookturns ordering drinks, and within a half hour I had drunk three margaritas, while the men were mostlysipping on their beers. We were talking about a variety of subjects, including the protest march, and Irealized that my mind was getting a little fuzzy. Chester is probably the man in our group who is themost biased against white people. He soon started talking about how he thought black people wereowed reparations for the past sins of white society. I usually thought it was a bad idea to discusspolitics, religion, or racial matters, and probably wouldn’t have if I hadn’t been so pleasantlyinebriated. We disagreed on almost everything regarding the need for reparations, and my foggymind finally challenged him by saying, “Look, Chester, there’s no fucking way that the government isobligated, or could even afford, to financially compensate even a subset of the black population thatway. So what else would you want that’s doable and makes any sense?” He thought for a momentand said, “Okay, smartass, I think that black men should be able to choose any white women theywant, whether married or not, and breed them. That would help make up for all of the atrocities in thepast, dilute the white race, and put more babies into the world with dominant black genes, even if theywould be mixed race.” I knew that he was just trying to irritate me with that ridiculous comment, and Iresponded, “There’s no way that our society would ever approve something like that, and you know it.And besides, from what my husband and Calvin told me, there is already quite a bit of interracial sexgoing on anyway, mostly with black men fucking white women.” Someone had started playing songson the juke box when Chester replied, “Yeah, Tammy, I know all about that cuckold stuff. When I wasyounger, I had a few experiences with white wives and their wimpy-ass husbands. Let me ask you aquestion. You agreed with a couple of my previous points on the need for reparations. So you tell me,what would you be willing to do personally to make things right?” Chester was putting me on the spot,and all three men stared at me as I considered his question. They knew that I had at least someunderstanding of the cuckold lifestyle because of what I said earlier, and the atmosphere seemed tobe sexually charged. That’s when I focused on a song that was playing, and thought that I had founda way out. I smiled at Chester and said, “Well, this probably won’t be that exciting for you, but I wouldbe happy to dance with you guys, if that helps even a little. I’d like to start with Calvin since we arefriends at work.” Calvin stood up and I gave him my hand as he responded, “I’m glad that you andChester could negotiate a compromise. This sounds like a really good start.” Chester and Otis lookedon smiling as Calvin led us to the dance floor, which is only a few feet from our booth. I was still prettywoozy, so I closed my eyes and held him tightly for balance as we danced to the slow song. I was ina dream-like state, and due to our differences in height, my head was resting on his upper, muscularchest, and my breasts pressed against his lower chest. I also felt the strength in his arms as he heldme against him with his arm around my back, and our legs closely entwined. He canlı bahis şirketleri had the pleasant,musky odor of a man who works for a living. The first song ended and another began, and Iremember thinking how safe and protected I felt in his arms. It was then that I felt a semi-hard, longand thick lump against my stomach, as his hands drifted down and began rubbing the top of my ass. Iliked the feeling of his strength and confidence at taking such liberties, and I did nothing to resist hisadvances. His hands got lower, as he bent slightly, until he squeezed and massaged my ass cheekswith his big hands. I loved being held and having my ass rubbed that way, and I instinctively humpedmy damp crotch against his leg. I opened my eyes momentarily and saw that Chester and Otis, aswell as other men in the bar, were smiling and intently watching the seduction taking place on thedance floor. Calvin must have been emboldened by my reaction, and he leaned down and gentlynibbled and blew in my left ear before saying, “Oh fuck, Tammy, I’ve wanted to massage your big,beautiful white ass since the moment we met. And I’m happy to see that you like it too. Your cuntfeels so hot and damp against my leg.” My lust was rising quickly, and as he started to move hismouth away from my ear, I turned my head and kissed him. I loved the feeling of his big, soft lips onmine as our tongues probed one another’s mouths. We were kissing with a passion that I hadn’t felt ina very long time, and I felt his cock harden further against my stomach. We continued our soulful kissas he moved one hand from my ass to under my left breast and weighed it in his hand. He broke ourkiss momentarily and whispered, “Damn, girl, your breast is so big, and firm and heavy. It must bebursting with milk since you’ve been away from home all day and into the night.” We continuedkissing, as he moved his hands to begin fondling both breasts. That’s when I felt someone move infrom behind and squeeze me between the two men. It was Chester, and I felt his hardening cockpress against my lower back as he leaned down to my right ear and said, “I couldn’t watch anylonger, letting Calvin have all of the fun. You look hot and ready for action, sweetie. Now we’ve gotyou sandwiched here like an Oreo cookie. A nice creamy white center, pressed between two hardblack men.” Calvin heard his comment and said, “I know where we can find some milk for this littlecookie, Chester. Get a feel of these big fucking tits that are filled with tasty milk for us. And I knowboth of us have some chocolate milk to contribute too.” Both men alternated rubbing my ass andbreasts, and Calvin even reached and rubbed my pussy. My breasts were painfully full, and beginningto leak milk. I was hungry for more, as Calvin said, “Let’s take this out to your van, Chester. Tammytold me today that she wanted to see what my big cock looks like, so we might as well show her threeof them.” I thought I felt Chester’s cock get even harder as he responded; “Fuck yeah, man. The backseats in my van fold down to make a queen-size platform. We can close the curtains, and I justhappen to have a couple of blankets and some pillows in the back too. What do you say, Tammy, willyou go out to the van with all of us? That way you’ll be doing even more for reparations.” My mindwas still in a fog from the drinks, but I was completely aware of and understood what they weresaying. I also knew full well that if I went out there, that I would be gangbanged by three big-cockedblack men. I felt that I should be resisting for some reason, but with my foggy mind I couldn’tremember why. I probably slurred my words when I replied, “Yeah, let’s go guys. I’ve just got to seeyour big cocks. I hope you are serious about wanting some milk, because my breasts feel like theyare exploding, and I want you to drain them for me.” We went back to our table and Chester said,“You guys wait here for a few minutes, while I reconfigure the van. Then come on out so we can get ataste of this little bitch.” Calvin pulled me close in the booth, and kissed me even more passionatelythan the way we had done before. Otis also got into the act by rubbing my breasts and crotch. Theother men in the bar had been watching and heard most of what Calvin and Chester were saying.They could also tell from my wedding ring and the way that I was being treated, that I was someoneelse’s wife. When we got up to head out to the van, those men began clapping and cheering at theconquest of another white wife by black men. One of those men even got close to me as we wereleaving and said, “You’re in for a real treat tonight, you little white whore. I know Calvin, and I’m surethat he and his bros are going to fill all of your holes with baby-making black seed. Come and get meif you want more when they’re finished with your pretty little ass.” We got out to the van just asChester was finishing up and closing the curtains. We all got in through the side door and crawledonto the platform. I started unbuttoning my blouse as the men began taking off their pants,underwear, and shirts. There was plenty of light from the parking lot coming through the curtains. Myheavy, leaking breasts were just swinging free of the confines of my bra when I got my first look at themen. It felt so decadent to be sitting there with three naked black men. Their skin is dark, and the vanwas filled with the musky aroma of their muscular bodies. I saw Calvin’s cock first, and gasped at thesize of it. His cock looked to be uncircumcised, and even though still soft, was at least eight incheslong. It was also thick, meaty, and reminded me of a python lying across his thigh. His balls are thesize of eggs, and hung heavily on the blanket in his hairy, black scrotum. His genitals looked somasculine, virile, and massive, especially compared to Billy’s little four inch dick, and small, tight ballsthat never really hung down. I was then able to understand the attraction that so many white girls andwomen had to black lovers. The men all shifted positions as Calvin pulled my hand to his cock.Chester and Otis shifted positions and began sucking my tits as I stroked Calvin’s cock. It was sothick and heavy in my hand, and I loved the feeling of the foreskin sliding on his shaft. I felt a tinglingin my pussy that I never got when being nursed by my baby, and the men were hungrily sucking mynipples and areolas, and swallowing my sweet milk. Calvin’s precum was soaking my hand and Isuddenly got the urge to suck his cock. I slowly leaned down to take his cock into my mouth, whichpulled my tits away from the other men. I took the oozing head and wet foreskin of his then-hard,twelve inch cock into my mouth. I had never been that excited about sucking Billy’s dick, but I waseager to taste Calvin’s massive meat. I could hardly believe that men could have cocks that big. As Isucked Calvin’s cock, Otis was rubbing my breasts from the side, as Chester moved down tounfasten my pants. I was crouched over sucking Calvin, and Chester slid my pants and underweardown. The aroma of my hairy, wet, and aroused pussy mixed with the musky smell of those men andfilled the van. Chester then sat behind me and massaged my ass with one hand, as he fingered mysoaking wet pussy with the other. Chester chuckled and said, “Holy fucking shit, Calvin, I wish youcould see this pretty little, hairy blonde pussy here. Her fat lips are soaking wet and just begging formy fuck meat. I’m gonna be the first one to fuck her and plant my seed in your friend’s honey pothere.” Hearing Chester talk about fucking me brought my clouded mind into focus. That’s when Irecalled what I couldn’t remember before in the bar. It had been only five days since the end of mylast period, and I might have been approaching a time when I could be fertile. I still wanted to befucked, but knew that I had to at least ask the men about wearing condoms. So I pulled away fromCalvin’s cock and still slurred my words when I said, “Wait a minute Chester. Do you have a condom?I’m not using any birth control right now, and I could be near my fertile time.” He laughed and said,“You should have thought of that before, bitch. I’m damn sure not gonna wear a fucking cock sock.And frankly, I’d be happy if I knocked your white pussy up. You need to decide now if you want ourcocks, because you’re only going to be getting them bareback. And I know that I damn sure won’t pullout when I cum and your cunt is clamping and sucking my throbbing cock dry.” I might not havedecided to go ahead with it if I had been sober, but my pussy was itching to be fucked. So I thoughtfor a moment and said, “Okay, Chester, let me feel that big cock inside of me. Take it easy, though.I’ve never had a cock that big before.” Before Chester could get on his knees behind me, Calvinspoke up and said, “Wait just a minute, man. I’ve known Tammy for three years and have beendrooling over her ass and tits the whole time. I want to be the first one to fuck her. Let’s changepositions and she can suck you while I fuck her. Don’t worry, you guys will get your turns.” We allchanged positions and I lay back on the platform with my legs spread. Calvin smiled as he slowlypressed his thick cock inside of me. Chester also positioned himself on his knees by my head andpushed his cock into my mouth. I felt a lot of pressure, but no real pain in my vagina, as Calvinstretched my vulva and vagina as never before, except during the birth of my daughter when I had aspinal block. I felt like I had a log inside of me, compared to Billy’s thin dick. That thick cock wasrubbing my G-spot, and it was a strange sensation when he bottomed out on my cervix. He pushedharder as I swiveled my hips, and he was able to get inside of me to the balls. He began fucking mewith long strokes and I had my first of many orgasms. I was sucking even harder on Chester’s cockdue to the stimulation Calvin was giving me, and he was also rhythmically fucking my mouth. In justanother several minutes, Chester said, “She must really like the fucking you’re giving her, Calvin.She’s sucking my cock like a vacuum cleaner, and I’m just about to feed her my cream. I wanted myfirst load to be in her sweet pussy, but her mouth will have to do. Now, Tammy, don’t swallow too fast.I want you to get a good taste of my cock milk.” Billy’s cum loads were usually pretty small, so Iwasn’t prepared for the deluge of cum that flooded my mouth. Chester’s cock was throbbing andjerking as he spewed many pulses of cum into my mouth. I did try to savor the taste, which was saltyand just a little bitter; before swallowing it all. After his cock was drained, he moved farther over me,dragging his huge, sweaty balls across my face and into my mouth. I began sucking his scrotum andtaking one ball at a time into my mouth, just as Calvin buried his cock all of the way into me andflooded my adulterous pussy with his plentiful black cum. After Calvin’s cock began to soften, hepulled back and said, “Damn, that was some mighty fine white pussy. She took my cock to the ballswith no problem. Too bad we don’t have her little-dicked hubby here clean this mess up. You ‘ll haveto get this blanket to the cleaners before your wife sees it or gets a whiff of it.” Otis had been lyingbeside us, sucking and draining my breasts the entire time I was sucking and being fucked. When hesaw Chester and Calvin back away from me after their orgasms, he immediately moved over betweenmy legs to take his turn in my pussy. His cock is shorter than Calvin’s, at about ten inches long. It waseven thicker, though, and the lubrication from Calvins’s fuck slime allowed him to slide into me easily.He had been over-stimulated from sucking my tits and watching the other men fuck me, so he onlylasted a couple of minutes before emptying his nut sack into my pussy. The air reeked with the smellof fuck slop and sex, as we sat around and talked for fifteen or twenty minutes. I didn’t even try tohide my attraction to their cocks and balls, as I leaned down to them, one by one, sucking on themand cleaning off our juices. Then I found out that those men recovered quickly for being in their lateforties. Chester laid back and pulled me canlı kaçak iddaa on top of him. I tried to kiss him, but he turned his headaway, probably since I had just sucked his cock and balls and swallowed his cum. As I was slidingdown and impaling myself on his cock, he said, “I’ll try some more of your sweet hooter milk in a fewminutes, sweetie. First, though, we want to show you what a real Oreo treat is. That’s it, honey, slideon down onto my big cock, while Calvin gets on top. If you like being filled with black cock, thenyou’re gonna love this.” Calvin straddled our legs as I took more and more of Chester’s cock. His big,strong hands were rubbing my ass in a kind of outward, sweeping motion, which was spreading myass cheeks and giving him a clear view of my asshole. Soon enough I felt his thumbs rubbing in mycrack, and lubricating my asshole with his and Otis’s previous cum loads. I knew what was going tohappen even before he said, “Breathe deep while I work my big pole into your pucker hole here. I’ll tryto be gentle, but it might hurt a little at first. You’ll soon love it. We’ve double-penetrated womenbefore, and they’ve always loved it.” I was then riding back and forth on Chester’s cock, and Calvinpressed his cock against my asshole at the bottom of each stroke. He finally pushed his cock into myasshole and it did hurt for a few seconds until that big cock head popped inside of my sphincter. Heheld himself above us and got into a rhythm where he was pushing into my ass when Chester waspulling out of my pussy. It was amazing feeling those big cocks rubbing together against mymembranes. I was having orgasms every few minutes as they double-fucked me. They continuedfucking me that way as Otis got on his knees next to us and by my head, and fed me his cock. Wekept up the fucking and my sucking for over ten minutes, and at one point Calvin laughed and said,“Imagine the look on Billy’s face if he could see you double-fucking and also sucking three big, blackcocks at the same time. Then he’d know that his sweet, little wife had turned into a complete fuckingslut for black cock and cum. You better hope that you really aren’t fertile tonight, or we’ll damn surebe giving you two a black baby to raise. You said that you told Billy about the comments from lastnight. Do you think you’ll tell him how you’ve been gang-blacked tonight?” I waited to reply to Calvinbecause just as he finished asking his question, Chester and Calvin both shoved their cocks ballsdeep inside and started ejaculating, and at the same time that Otis was shooting his load into mymouth. I was being simultaneously inseminated by three, big-cocked black men, and loving everypulsing, throbbing, and squirting moment of it. After their cocks softened and they pulled away fromme, I went to them, one at a time, sucking their cocks and balls clean of the cum and my juices.Chester threw me a towel to wipe up the multiple loads oozing out of my pussy and ass and to wipemy face. Then Calvin took his turn on my breasts and sucked and fondled me while the men rested.Not that I was keeping score, but at that point all three men had fucked me and inseminated myunprotected pussy. In addition, all three had sucked or were sucking my tits, one had fucked my ass,and I had sucked off two of them. We stayed in the van for another hour, until it was almost 11:00 pm.I fucked each of the men again and even took it in the ass from Chester and Otis. After each fuckingand while they were resting, I was always sucking their cocks and balls. Their genitals are so largeand tantalizing; they almost took on personas of their own. I loved fucking and sucking them andknew that my life was changed forever that night, due to my new-found love for black cock and cum.The drive back to my car was interesting with me sitting on an old towel in Calvin’s car to keep fromgetting the cum that was seeping out of my pussy and ass, and soaking through my pants, fromstaining his seat. He wasn’t verbally abusive to me when we were alone, like he was with his friends.He was so happy that I was receptive to fucking him and his friends, and my overall attitude about it. Isaid, “Holy shit, Calvin, you must think I’m a real black cock whore now. I can’t help it, though; I wanta lot more fucking from you and your friends. And while I’m at it, I might as well fuck the other blackmen in the warehouse, if we can find a way to do it without getting caught.” I wanted to let Calvinknow how special he is to me and I reached over to rub his cock while he was driving. My eyes weregetting teary when I said, “Calvin, just because I have this new taste for black cock, and want asmuch of it as I can get, that doesn’t mean that you aren’t special to me. I know that you are marriedand I don’t want to scare you, but I have very strong feelings for you and love it when you hold meand kiss me. I think you care for me too. You were the only one to kiss me, and I could feel genuinepassion from you. Maybe it’s just lust, but I still feel strongly for you.” His eyes were also gettingwatery, and I continued, “I will never try to disrupt your marriage. It’s just that I want to be a part ofyour life, even if that is only at work and any other times we can be together. And maybe that will beeasier after I talk with Billy when I get home. He really did leave the decision about fucking you andthe others up to me. His willingness to let me go out with you guys again, after hearing how turned onI was from Otis’ speculation that we had already fucked, and then about your big cock, tells mevolumes about his mind-set.” “What kind of man would surrender his wife to other men, especially ata time when she could be fertile? I think he really wanted me to get a look at your cock, mainly so Icould tell him what it looks like. As far as I’m concerned, he can find out for himself when you andyour friends, or just you, come over to our home tomorrow night instead of going to the rally. I’d like towatch how he reacts when he sees you fucking me, and knowing that he could never satisfy me thatway. I’ll know more after I get home, and insist that he clean my pussy and ass with his mouth.”Calvin drove into a dark area in a small parking lot near the warehouse, and pulled me to him in astrong embrace and very soulful kiss. Then he pulled my blouse above my breasts, and suckled mefor more milk. That aroused me all over again, and I frantically unfastened his pants as he worked tounfasten mine. It was so cramped in the front seat that we quickly got out and moved to the backseat. We were almost in a frenzy to fuck, and I sucked his cock briefly to get it hard again, since hehad already ejaculated three times that night. Soon enough he was pushing his twelve inch fuck stickinto my receptive cunt that was already soaked with the semen and sperm of three men, and frommultiple fuckings. We tongue kissed the whole time he was fucking me, and when we had ourorgasms together, he sucked my tongue deeply into his mouth, as I felt his monster cock throbbing inmy cunt. He stayed on me for another five minutes, pressing his cock head against my womb, until hewas totally soft. Then I moved down to suck his cock and balls clean of our combined fuck slime. Iwas in lust with Calvin and his big, beautiful, thick cock, and couldn’t get enough of it. My pants wereeven wetter after Calvin added his fresh load of cum to the others. On the short drive home, I thoughtabout everything that happened that night. My pussy and ass were pleasantly sore from all of thefucking, and my tits were drained. The areas around my nipples and areolas and were covered withhickies from the men. I know that I reeked with the odor of sweat, pussy juice, and cum, and smelledlike a whore. I was actually proud of myself for being able to totally satiate three men, and knew that Icould have fucked even more. I got home a little after 11:45 pm, and found Billy asleep in front of theblaring television. I woke him up, and he looked at his watch and asked, “What the fuck, Tammy, whyare you coming home so late? And what is that smell?” “Come to the bedroom with me and I’ll tell youall about it,” I said. “You wanted me to go out with those men again, after everything I told you, and Ithink you’ll be getting just what you wanted.” He followed me and lay back onto the bed as I begantaking off my clothes. He first saw the hickies on my breasts, and then the wetness of my underwearand pants as I took them off. I was totally naked when I got up on the bed and straddled his head withmy thighs. He gasped when he looked up and smelled and saw the my cum-matted, blonde pubichair, swollen labia lips, and all of the dried cum on my groin area and thighs. I pressed my pussy tohis mouth just as he was about to say something, and I said, “That’s right, honey, get a taste of whatit’s like to eat me after three, big-cocked black men have been fucking me for hours. Their cocks arehuge, and you’ll get to see them for yourself when they come over here tomorrow night.” I keptpressing my pussy on his face, and also slid forward so he could clean my ass. He was gagging andgasping for breath as I continued, “They even fucked my ass and mouth, and I just love their hugecocks and big balls. I must have taken at least a cup of their thick cum in all of my holes tonight, andthey repeatedly drained my tits. I loved the way they took my body to fuck as they pleased.” Billysucked me and cleaned me for about twenty minutes. I was a little worried at first how he would takemy forceful approach, although I didn’t need to be concerned. After the first few seconds of eating thecum draining from my pussy and ass, he actually reached up to hold me in place. I had two orgasmsas he sucked all of that cum out of me. I finally swung off of his face and lay beside him. Then I said,“I hope you’re happy now, Billy. I was fucked repeatedly tonight, and I think you were hoping thiswould happen. And by the way, none of the men used condoms, and they sprayed their cum rightagainst my cervix. Tell me the truth. Why were you almost encouraging me to go out with those menagain?” Billy had tears in his eyes as he began, “I’m so sorry, Tammy. I think you’ve met Franklinfrom my office. Well, for the past year he’s been telling me about a sexual relationship that he and hiswife have been having with two black men that they met at church. It started out as just good friendsgoing out for drinks. Before long they were going out to nightclubs and the men were kissing andfeeling up his wife right on the dance floor. He got so turned on watching them fondle and kiss hiswife, and they eventually began fucking her. Franklin was telling me how great it all was, and that hewas even sucking their big cocks.” He paused for a moment and then continued, “As he talked aboutit more and more, and seemed so excited, I found myself visualizing what it would be like to watchyou being fucked by big, black cocks. Then when you told me about the comments the black menmade to you, and especially how one of them implied that you had already fucked Calvin, I did wantto encourage you to fuck them. It was important to me, though, that it be your decision with nocoaxing from me. To be honest, I never believed that it would happen, since you’ve always been sofaithful to me in every way.” I was seeing him in a new, and not so flattering light and I said, “Well, youshould be happy that you got your wish, and I hope you are happy with the consequences. I findmyself wondering what kind of a wimpy-ass man would willingly let his wife get into a situation whereshe would be fucked by three black men. Now that I’ve gotten a taste of those black cocks, I have nointention of stopping. I loved the way they aggressively fucked me and used my body. And to behonest, I have strong feelings for Calvin, and you can expect to be seeing a lot of him around here,and sleeping in your bed. So now you’ll have some stories to tell Franklin.” Billy was happy with theway things turned out, and when Calvin came over the next night, Billy was eager to clean my pussyof his cum and to suck his big cock. Calvin became a regular guest at our home, and Chester andOtis also came over to fuck me as often as they could make it. I missed my period a little over twoweeks after that first night we fucked in Chester’s van, and I’m certain that the baby with be black.Billy and I will raise the mixed-race baby as our own, and we continue to this day having sex withCalvin and his friends.

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