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My name is Mary. I have a white husband, but am black owned. I eagerly allow any black man my master chooses to use my body to please himself. It doesn't matter that they all cum inside me because I'm already pregnant with my master's black baby.

Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm pretty good looking, 35 years old, 5 foot 7 inches, 130 pounds, natural dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and enhanced 36 C breasts. I have very fair skin, which makes an erotic contrast when wrapped around very black Negro skin.

I wasn't always a slut. For the first 30 years of my life every thing was quite normal. I was a very ordinary housewife and part time waitress, happily married to my husband Ed for 13 years, with two beautiful daughters. Ed has a good job; we live in a very nice house. For those first 13 years Ed was the only man I was ever intimate with. I was quite content.

Then thanks to Ed my life took an unexpected turn.

It all started when Ed said he wanted to take me to a swingers' party. When he explained what that involved my immediate reaction was NO, NO, NO, NO! Ed was all the man I had ever wanted, and I had no desire to have sex outside our marriage. Especially I wasn't interested in public sex. I told him I was too old and too bashful to be fucked in front of other people.

As is his way, Ed kept working on me. He told me I had a very sexy body just made for swinging. He wouldn't let the matter drop no matter how much I protested. For weeks, months he badgered me.

The trouble is, I'm a very submissive person, and Ed is very persuasive. That's how Ed got me pregnant when I was just 16. So, Ed eventually convinced me to go with him and give it a try.

Ed has always bought me sexy clothes to wear. He insists I not wear bras. My breasts were natural 36b's then, so me being bra-less wasn't particularly noticeable, unless Ed selected my blouse. Ed wants me to dress erotically all the time. I usually comply. I even learned what fun it was being noticed and ogled by men. I actually like them hitting on me. What girl doesn't want to feel desired?

To get me ready for the party, Ed shaved my pussy. He likes me shaved, and always wants to do it for me.

He bought me a very seductive red mini dress with a plunging neckline for the occasion. That dress and heels was all he wanted me to wear. I had to admit as I looked myself over in the mirror, I did look pretty sexy.

When we got to the party, I was nervous as all get out. Ed made sure I had plenty to drink.

When a handsome man, ten years younger than me, sat down with us, I was flattered. We started making small talk, and he very shortly started rubbing his hand up my thigh. I was nervous and excited at the same time. My pussy was soon wet.

Thanks to the alcohol, we started making out right there were we were sitting. Knowing people were watching me being fondled, kissed, and fingered by a complete stranger in front of my husband has an incredible and unexpected turn on. Before I knew it I was in the middle of the room being fucked for the first time by someone other than my husband. And in front of a dozen or so people to boot. I came harder than I had ever cum before.

I saw him several times afterward, and he showed me a lot about sex I never knew. I learned how much fun oral sex could be, and that there were other positions than missionary. I started to realize that Ed wasn't much of a lover.

I was much more eager when a little while later Ed took me to another swinging party with about 50 people. I realized from the last time that I really loved being fucked in front of other people. Knowing I was being watched was a really exciting turn on for me.

That time I ended up being fucked by a 6'3"construction worker with a 10 inch long cock. I learned the joy a 10 inch cock can bring to a girl. I also went out with that fellow several other times. Once we spent an entire weekend fucking on his sail boat. I loved laying around naked in the sun on the deck after skinny dipping in the cool water. We fucked like rabbits. I was stretched out real good after that weekend.

Ed saw how much I liked being fucked in public. He started referring to me as a slut and a whore. I didn't really mind, because I enjoyed behaving that way. Being a slut made sex so much more incredible.

Eventually seeing me fucked by other men wasn't enough for Ed. He wanted me to start fucking black men.

I told Ed I wasn't sure I wanted to be fucked by a black man. I was raised to believe that blacks are different from whites, and that it just wasn't right for the races to mingle sexually. I didn't know what a black man would do to me, or expect of me.

But of course Ed pressured me and reassured me I was made for black men. He said I was already a slut since I had fucked other men. He said sluts fuck black men. He told me how erotic it would be for me to be taken by a black man, how the contrast of our skins would be so exciting to see.

I didn't agree right off, but he did get me thinking about it. I recalled that about a year before a black man flirted with me at my sister's New Years Eve party. Him being black and me being white, feeling that what he was suggesting was just plain wrong had really turned me on then.

Still, I wondered if I would have the courage to actually submit sexually to a man of a different race. I wasn't sure I wanted to have sex with a Negro. Ed kept working on me. Ed said it was meant to be. He said he wanted me to enjoy the taboo of interracial sex.

Of course I had heard the tales of black men being so much bigger, and therefore better sex partners than white men. Sayings like, "once you've tried black, you'll never go back." But, I never believed that. I figured that was just so much hype spread by blacks to lure white women to them. I could see a particular black man being better than one's husband. I had already experienced that most other men were better than

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