Interracial Sex Chat 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 Sex Chat his for a second as I reached to
say something, anything to slow him down and get out of this whole
thing. But all I could muster was...
"Y-y-yes, Amos...I guess...I guess I am too..." I looked down again and
found myself staring at the monstrosity that was his manhood, struggling
to pull my eyes off it and leave. He still held my hand. And I still
held his.
Slowly I came back to reality, let go of his clutches and pulled away.
He let go and backed off. A huge smile across his ape-like face.
"See you tomorrow then sweet meat," he called as he backed off to go on
his way.
"O, Ok..." I mumbled. I felt confused and dizzy as I turned and walked
to the door that opened to the next hallway. In the reflection of the
glass door I could see this big, black man just standing there watching
me as I walked down the hallway.
For some reason I could not understand I found my heart pounding and my
knees shaking.
Then almost unconsciously I began a slightly, ever so slightly,
exaggerated sway to my hips and ass as he watched intently. Why was I
doing this!!! What was I thinking??? I had no--and have no--idea. But
I did it. And as I did I looked into the door's glass to see his
refection reaching down, stroking the serpentine bulge running down his
left inseam.
I walked through the doors and felt dizzy, faint. I went straight to
the Ladies Room and into a booth. I thought, "God, I feel like I have
to pee!" But when I peeled down my nylons to go I noticed a big wet
splotch in the crotch. I sat on the toilet just staring into the
crotch. Was I actually sexually excited by this pathetic old
maintenance man? Did he have me this hot just by his flirting with me?
My questions were soon answered as I found myself leaning back on the
seat, my knees falling wide open, my fingers reaching unconsciously for
my clitty and starting to work the stiff standing bud--furiously!
My eyes closed, I could only see Amos' huge dick distorting the leg of
his pants, trying to break free to get at-me!
Oh! So hot! My fingers worked furiously. I started making high
squeaking sounds as I neared a major orgasm. Then it broke and I had to
stifle a scream. My fingers were flooded with my juice in a way no man
had ever before been able to make me cum.
When it was done I sat on the toilet. Stunned, dumbfounded. What had
happened to me? Could it be? Could I be attracted to this laughable,
old black?
As in a trance, I tried to wipe my now sore pussy dry, get myself
together and go back to my desk.
But all day I was distracted by my shock that I'd excepted Amos'
invitation. And, of course, by my body's arousal. What had come over
me? What would my husband think if he ever knew?
All day I tried to work...but my nipples continued to ache and my pussy
lips remained swollen, leaking their excitement into the crotch of my
hose.
I got no work done all day.
That evening when I got home Andy asked me how my day had gone and why I
seemed so quiet. I couldn't say much, still confused and bewildered
over the day's happenings.
That night as I lay in bed waiting on him, he came into the bedroom
naked. Looking confidently at me and smiling, he strode toward the
bed. But all I could think of was how ridiculous he looked with his
man-sized Interracial Movie Venus Blacks On Blondes 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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After we backed out and turned onto the road he casually put his big,
black hand onto my knee, squeezed it gently and said: "You joinin' me
today a dream come true, Leasa."
My heart bled for him. It was such a nice thing to say. I felt guilty
for all the laughing my husband and I had done about his flirtations.
This poor beast really admired me so. I wanted to remove his hand from
my knee-it was completely inappropriate-but after he said that...I just
couldn't. I was afraid I'd hurt his feelings.
So he drove on with his hand on my knee. Occasionally, running it
slightly up to my lower thigh.
I kept coming right to the point of saying stop. But it was so casual,
so slight, I never quite felt he'd gone over the line.
Yet as we approached the bar & grill he was taking me to for lunch, I
suddenly thought, "What in the hell am I doing sitting here in a broken
down old caddy with an old, black man-one my husband and I used to laugh
about-letting him rest his hand on my knee and occasionally stroke my
thigh like I was his damn white whore or something!!!"
I felt somewhat stupefied and dazed as he opened the car door for us to
enter the "Soul Train" Bar & Grill. All I could think of was how could
I have let this all happen and what am I doing here.
As we walked to the back door entrance from the parking lot something
else bothered and alarmed me. The warm wetness I felt again in the
crotch of my hose...obviously brought on from Amos' gentle handling of
my knee and thigh.
"What is happening to me, " I wondered.
As we walked into the seedy bar Amos suddenly grabbed my hand, holding
it in his as if I really was his woman. My immediate reaction was to
pull it away but as we walked through the bar area and all the
patrons-who were older, seedy looking, black men-stared at us, I felt I
didn't want to create an embarrassing situation.
Besides the way the place quieted down and these old men stared at me,
some with their jaws agape, made me feel something strange that I didn't
understand at first. But as we walked by them I found myself slowly
holding Amos' hand more firmly. I also found myself standing tall,
strutting somewhat, beside and slightly behind him...somehow proud of
their admiration-even awe-of me. And especially in awe of the fact that
I was being paraded about hand in hand by their buddy Amos.
I quickly found my nipples betraying me again as Amos paraded me in
front of his buddies on the way toward our booth. They poked out
prominently as these old men ogled my bouncing breasts. Damn! I
thought. Why did I wear such a sheer bra.
But in the back of my mind I knew this was strangely exciting me against
my will. I enjoyed these old blacks staring and looking me up and down,
licking their lips lustfully. And I was also excited by how Amos glowed
with pride to be with this young, shapely blonde. Hand in hand, showing
her off as his 'date' for all his horny, old, pals to envy.
We stopped along the way as Amos introduced me to one or two of his
buddies as his "lunch date". As he'd say this, I'd at first feel my
temper rising that he would introduce me as his date...then somehow it
would melt away as these men would look me up and down and whistle.
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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 
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I began unbuttoning my blouse. Soon I had undone my bra, slid it off,
and began sliding out of my skirt.
Meanwhile, Amos was done removing his clothes and I could hear him
grunting approval at my free swinging breasts as I continued removing my
skirt and shoes.
In the corner of my eye I could see his enormous uncut, dick bobbing its
head approvingly at my nakedness-just inches away from my face. I
looked up at it and became transfixed staring at this massive black
organ. It appeared almost alive, bobbing its huge bulbous head, covered
by thick flaps of skin, and drooling precum profusely.
I thought it was hideous, yet gorgeous in some inexplicable way--and it
just drove my heart wild with growing excitement!
Amos reached over and began peeling down my panty hose. As he did we
could both see the huge wet splotch my excitement had deposited into the
crotch. They were ruined. Ruined from my uncontrolled lust for this
black janitor.
Completely naked now I lay back on the cot and looked up at him. His
incredible dick stood out from him now, curving at an 80 degree angle
from his body. It was at least a foot long and 5 inches around. I
never imagined any horse, much less a man, could be so big.
As I laid there staring at it and he down at me, I lifted my gaze
finally to his eyes. We looked deep into each others eyes and, as we
did, I slowly lifted and spread my legs, inviting him into me.
He knelt onto the bed and positioned his meaty, African weapon into
place against my swollen and soaked pussy lips. One thrust forward and
he was into me three inches. As he began truly mounting me-slowly
pulling out and more quickly plunging back in--each thrust brought more
and more of him into me. It seemed the depth of his penetration would
never end.
I grunted with each spear-like thrust. I felt skewered by this black
stallion of a man. And he continued now with greater speed and power.
Finally, he brought his arms down under my thighs and bent me back, my
legs over his shoulders. At this point he seemed like a man possessed.
He hissed: "I wanted a white bitch like you in a position like dis all
my life. Now you's go' get it, you fuckin' white, trash 'ho!!!"
At this he began slamming his dick into me without mercy!
Slap, bam! Slap, bam! Slap, bam!!!
As he slammed his oversized organ deep into my womb he also slammed me
and the whole bed into the wall. The racket we made between his body
slapping into mine, the bed slamming into the wall, and my ooohhs and
ahhhss with each penetrating hump was creating a loud racket.
Through the walls I could hear the black patrons all whooping it up in
the bar, cheering, whistling, laughing, and shouting all matter of lewd
and crude remarks about the blonde bitch old Amos was "givin' some bone
to".
They were cheering on there old homey who they could now clearly hear
banging the living shit out of some uppity blonde wife from Silicon
Valley. They were just loving it!
And so was I...as the pounding I was receiving drove on and on. All I
could think was, "Oh my God, how can he do it? How can he keep up this
pace?"
Slam! Slam! Slam! He drove on giving me more and more of a ramming from
his Free Black Dick 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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say something, anything to slow him down and get out of this whole
thing. But all I could muster was...
"Y-y-yes, Amos...I guess...I guess I am too..." I looked down again and
found myself staring at the monstrosity that was his manhood, struggling
to pull my eyes off it and leave. He still held my hand. And I still
held his.
Slowly I came back to reality, let go of his clutches and pulled away.
He let go and backed off. A huge smile across his ape-like face.
"See you tomorrow then sweet meat," he called as he backed off to go on
his way.
"O, Ok..." I mumbled. I felt confused and dizzy as I turned and walked
to the door that opened to the next hallway. In the reflection of the
glass door I could see this big, black man just standing there watching
me as I walked down the hallway.
For some reason I could not understand I found my heart pounding and my
knees shaking.
Then almost unconsciously I began a slightly, ever so slightly,
exaggerated sway to my hips and ass as he watched intently. Why was I
doing this!!! What was I thinking??? I had no--and have no--idea. But
I did it. And as I did I looked into the door's glass to see his
refection reaching down, stroking the serpentine bulge running down his
left inseam.
I walked through the doors and felt dizzy, faint. I went straight to
the Ladies Room and into a booth. I thought, "God, I feel like I have
to pee!" But when I peeled down my nylons to go I noticed a big wet
splotch in the crotch. I sat on the toilet just staring into the
crotch. Was I actually sexually excited by this pathetic old
maintenance man? Did he have me this hot just by his flirting with me?
My questions were soon answered as I found myself leaning back on the
seat, my knees falling wide open, my fingers reaching unconsciously for
my clitty and starting to work the stiff standing bud--furiously!
My eyes closed, I could only see Amos' huge dick distorting the leg of
his pants, trying to break free to get at-me!
Oh! So hot! My fingers worked furiously. I started making high
squeaking sounds as I neared a major orgasm. Then it broke and I had to
stifle a scream. My fingers were flooded with my juice in a way no man
had ever before been able to make me cum.
When it was done I sat on the toilet. Stunned, dumbfounded. What had
happened to me? Could it be? Could I be attracted to this laughable,
old black?
As in a trance, I tried to wipe my now sore pussy dry, get myself
together and go back to my desk.
But all day I was distracted by my shock that I'd excepted Amos'
invitation. And, of course, by my body's arousal. What had come over
me? What would my husband think if he ever knew?
All day I tried to work...but my nipples continued to ache and my pussy
lips remained swollen, leaking their excitement into the crotch of my
hose.
I got no work done all day.
That evening when I got home Andy asked me how my day had gone and why I
seemed so quiet. I couldn't say much, still confused and bewildered
over the day's happenings.
That night as I lay in bed waiting on him, he came into the bedroom
naked. Looking confidently at me and smiling, he strode toward the
bed. But all I could think of was how ridiculous he looked with his
man-sized Interracial Sex Chat 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