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By Shooter3704 (jack2298@charter.net)


"Okay Mama, let’s see what you got."

How on earth did this happen? I was standing in front of a large strange black man in a strange room in a strange city. He was asking me to remove my clothing. No, it wasn’t asking, he was demanding that I strip.

It all started a few months earlier. My husband and me were laying on the bed, fooling around. The kids were both asleep. It was our time of the day.

"I had another chat with Rock," Tommy said, tweaking my bare nipple. Tom Monroe is my husband of ten years. I’m Kitty and we both are twenty-nine.

"Oh, what about?" I asked, knowing full well what the topic of the e-mail chat had been. I guess I need to go back further to last summer for any of this to make sense.


Tommy and I were hiking in the Chota State Park. It was an overcast day and most of the other hikers were waiting to see what the weather did. Tommy and I, adventurous souls that we are, went out anyway. It was warm and the worst thing that could happen was that we’d get wet. Big deal.

We were on our way back to our cabin when we came around a bend in the trail, near the picnic area, and there was this couple at the edge of the trees. A white girl was nude, on her knees performing oral sex on a black man. Wordlessly, Tommy and I stepped over off of the trail a few yards and watched them.

The woman, a girl really, not a day over sixteen, was sucking on the largest penis I had ever seen. Even though she was just a kid, she seemed to know what she was doing with that monster. She continued to orally worship the man’s penis for several minutes until he took her arms, lifted her up, and carried her to a picnic table.

Again without having to discuss it, Tommy and I moved to a better vantage point where we could see the couple. The big black man sat the girl down on the concrete table top, pushed her legs apart and rammed his penis into her. She cried out in what had to be pain, but I wasn’t certain. He began to copulate with her. Slowly at first then harder and deeper. The girl was moaning and tossing her head back and forth. I revised my opinion. It wasn’t pain, it was pure raw animalistic pleasure.

Tommy was breathing hard, and frankly so was I. I thought my heart would leap out of my chest. It was the most erotic sight I had ever witnessed. We eased farther along the trees so that we could get a better view. I had not even been aware that Tommy had taken my hand and was holding on to it tightly. I had to lean against a tree to support my trembling knees as the man plunged in and out of the girl.

I had not paid much attention to the man’s face, so I lifted my eyes away from his glistening dick, pounding in and out of her, to look at his face. I nearly fainted when I saw that he was looking directly into my eyes. I must have gasped when he winked at me, because Tommy put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. Now that I was aware that we were not undetected, I wanted to leave, but Tommy was rooted to the spot. The little white girl wasn’t moaning now, she was screaming as she had orgasms over and over again.

Suddenly the black man stiffened and groaned loudly as he pumped his sperm into her. Tommy and I could see the milky substance running out of her gapping opening when he withdrew his massive organ from her. I glanced at his face again and he was still looking at me with a smirk on his face.

Tommy and I nearly ran all the back to our cabin. We tore our clothing off as we went through the front door and to the bed room. It was the best, the most intense sex we had in a long time. Fortunately our kids were with Tommy’s parents or they would have seen a show.

We didn’t actually talk about what we had witnessed for a long time, but it changed out lives dramatically. Tommy started bringing adult videos home, and most of them were about black men and white women. Our sex life took a sharp upturn. Tommy bought a digital camera and insisted I model for him in various degrees of undress. That progressed to videos of us making love.

One night a few months after watching the couple in the park, Tommy and I were making love. "Do you like my cock in you, whore?" Tommy said, panting. "Do you wish it was bigger and blacker?" That was a new twist, but I happily played along.

"Yes," I answered, quite truthfully. "I want a bigger cock…a black cock in me." That started a routine. It became part of our love-making fantasy. Tommy was very inventive. He came up with a lot of different fantasy situations. Prior to the couple in the park, we would make love once, and rarely, twice a week. Now it was nearly every night.

Once while we were basking in the afterglow of a particularly hot sweaty session, Tommy said, "When you think about that black stud in the park, do you fantasize it’s you getting fucked instead of that girl?"

I gave that some thought before I answered. Tommy hasn’t shown himself to have a fragile ego, but I was cautious. "Why do you ask?" I hedged.

"Just curious," he answered. "I do. I mean, when I think about it, sometimes I picture you on that picnic table. It’s your voice I hear screaming for more hard cock. I visualize you on your knees sucking his big cock. You didn’t answer my question."

"Yes, I fantasize about it sometimes," I answered. "Are you sure you are all right with that?"

"Sure," he said rolling over and grinning down at me. "Want to hear some of my other fantasies?"

"Of course I do," I answered. "Tell me about them."

"One is, you and I are in a wooded area and we are fooling around. We’re sitting at a picnic table like the one at Chota. I get your shirt and bra off, and I’m playing with your tits. I don’t know where he comes from, but a black man shows up and he takes over playing with you. I move over and let him have you. He fucks you three times while I watch. What do you think about that?"

"Wow," was all I could think of. I was heating up again and I could see that Tommy’s dick was beginning to stir back to life. "You do have a nasty mind, don’t you?"

"Yeah, but you ain’t heard nothing yet," he said laughing. "I’ll tell you about my other fantasies later. Right now I have something to do." We had another long and very satisfying session of hot sex.

Over the next few days Tommy would tell me other fantasies of his. They ranged from fairly mild to absolutely wild. One he told me about stayed with me, and I could not get it out of my mind. It was where Tommy sold my services to a black pimp. The pimp, after using me himself, sold me to other black men. I was required to do every sort of sex acts.

Over the weeks that followed it became our central theme in bed. I had to service two black men, then it was three and soon it was a gang-bang. We developed a lot of variations to it. Tommy even had a name for his fantasy pimp. He called him Rock. It took another month for me to realize that Rock was actually real. He was a real black man and he was a real pimp.

Apparently Tommy found a web site and there was a link to Rock’s site. Rock and Tommy had been corresponding for several weeks. This brings us back to the conversation we had in bed.

"What did Rock have to say?" I asked Tommy.

"He’s excited," Tommy said leaning over to take my hard nipple between his teeth. I have super sensitive breasts. Under the right conditions I can have a nice orgasm with just breast play.

"Excited? About what?" I managed to ask.

"I told him I would send him some photos of you. You don’t mind do you?"

"We’ve talked about that, Tommy. I’m not thrilled about my nude pictures being out on the internet. What if somebody we know saw them?"

"I told you how I could fuzz up your face," Tommy assured me. "At least at first until we see how Rock acts."

"I guess it’s okay," I said. The idea that a black pimp would see me nude was strangely exciting to me.

"Good. I was hoping you would say that. I sent him a couple yesterday. Anyway, I was chatting with Rock a little while ago. Rock wants to see your face, and he promised that nobody, but him would see them. What do you think?"

Tommy was fingering me. He had two fingers in my puss and his thumb on my clitoris and right at that moment I could care less what he sent to who. I suppose I must have agreed for him to send unaltered photos.


A few days later I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready. Tommy was at his computer.

"Hey Kitty," Tommy called me from the den. "Come here a minute. You got to see this."

I finished up what I was doing and went to the den. On the screen was a huge black penis. "You got to be kidding!" I said. "Trick photography?"

"No, not at all," Tommy said with a huge grin. He zoomed out and I could see the giant penis was attached to an equally big man. "Kitty, meet Rock."

"Oh my God," I said staring at the picture of the man. "He doesn’t look anything like I pictured a pimp to look like."

"He played football for Alabama and was in the pros for a while. Blew out his knee and went into business for himself. Has a small chain of motels in parts of Alabama, Georgia and Mississippi. He has a small, but according to him, selective string of whores that work his businesses."

"He can’t be very old," I said still staring at the picture on the screen..

"Naw, he’s only thirty-one or two," Tommy said. He made the photo of Rock go away and typed and clicked on the computer. I looked over his shoulder to see what he was doing.

"Hey Rock, She’s here with me." Tommy had typed on the screen

"Hi Kitty. Rock here. It was sure nice to see a picture with your clear face on it. You look good enough to eat. How you doin’?"

Tommy slid his chair over and offered me the keyboard.

"What do I do?" I asked.

"Talk to him," Tommy said. "It’s a secured connection so you can say whatever you want to.

I sat down and typed, "Hello Rock. I wasn’t sure you were a real person."

"Oh I’m real all right. I’ve enjoyed chatting with Tom and have looked forward to when I could chat with you. If you have any more photos of you I’d love to see them. Do you?"

"I think Tommy has several," I typed. "I’m not sure I’d be comfortable with you seeing some of them. They’re rather explicit."

"You don’t have to worry. I’d never let anyone see them unless you said it was okay. Tom said you have a black dildo. Can you send me some with you using it? I’ll think about my black cock in your pink pussy while I look at them."

I suddenly got very wet. I glanced at Tommy who was watching me with a serious expression. "What do I tell him?’ I asked.

"Whatever you want to tell him," Tommy said. "I hope you tell him yes, but it’s up to you, of course."

"I’ll have to think about that," I typed. "In the mean while I have to go finish dinner."

"Did your cunt get all wet and slick, thinking about my hard cock in your pussy?

"Yes," I typed. "It did, and now I have to go. ‘bye for now." I got up and hurried to the bathroom to blot my streaming puss. What was happening to me? I used to have more control over my passion and urges.


That night while Tommy took pictures, I used the black dildo. It had not taken all that much to talk me into it. It was terribly exciting to think of Rock looking at my pictures while I masturbated. I hoped that he masturbated while looking at them.

Over the next few weeks, Rock and I met in a chat room, and had many hot steamy conversations. Sometimes Tommy was with me and sometimes it was just me and Rock. It was on a Monday afternoon that I checked in with Rock and he dropped a bomb on me.

"Hey Kitty with the nice titties," he typed. "I have a great idea. Why don’t you and ol’ Tom come to Alabama for the long weekend that coming up? I’ll make all the arrangements and of course the room and meals are on me. Won’t cost you anything, but a little gas money. I really want to meet you in person. What do you say?"

I was astonished. I didn’t know what to say. Up to now all of this had been fantasy, and I wasn’t sure I wanted it to be reality.

"I’ll have to talk it over with Tommy," I typed slowly. "I think we have plans to go to Lake Evergreen with the kids." That wasn’t even close to the truth. Tommy’s parents were coming to get the children and Tommy and I planned on doing nothing but relaxing over the long holiday weekend.


"How was your day?" Tommy asked when he arrived home.

I handed him a beer. "Pretty much the same as any other day," I answered. "Except for getting an invitation to go to Alabama for the weekend. Care to guess who invited us?"

Tommy arm froze, the beer halfway to his mouth. After a long moment he took a sip. "So, what did you tell him?"

"I told him we were taking the kids to Lake Evergreen," I said. "Well actually, I said maybe we were. I didn’t know what to tell him. I don’t know what I think. What do you think?"

"I say we take him up on his offer. He mentioned it to me last night. Why not? We deserve to get away for a few days and it won’t cost us an arm and a leg."

"But this isn’t just an ordinary visit or trip," I said. "We both know that. Rock is expecting sex with me, isn’t he?"

"Sure," Tommy said. "We both also know we want to do it, so why not?"

"Tommy," I said slowly. "Are you sure you want our fantasy to become reality. I have to tell you, I have a lot of reservations."

"Yeah, I know you do," Tommy said. "I do too, but I can’t help but want to see you getting a royal fucking from a black man. I want that to really be you on the picnic table instead of that girl. I get hard as a rock just thinking about it. We’ve had a lot of fun with the fantasy now let’s move on to the real thing."

"But are you sure you could handle seeing me with another man? Would it change us forever? I don’t know Tommy. Part of me wants to know what it would be like and the rest of me is screaming hell no. I think we better pass on this invitation."

Poor Tommy looked so disappointed, but he nodded his head and slowly left the room. I couldn’t stand to see his disappointment. I called after him. "Whatever you want to do, honey. You decide and I’ll go along with it."

He hurried back in and gave me a hard hug, "Okay," he said. "I’ll get in touch with Rock and let him know that some prime white pussy is coming." His words cause me to start lubricating. That was happening a lot lately.


On Tuesday morning I got a surprise call. "Hi sweet tits," a voice said. "It’s Rock. Tom told me it was all right to call you."

"Oh, Hi Rock," I stammered. Mister Tommy had failed to mention that Rock would call on the phone. "I’m surprised. I guess wasn’t expecting you to call." He had a pleasant educated voice with a deep southern accent

"I asked Tom not to tell you. I wanted to surprise you," he chuckled. "Is this a good time?"

I had the cordless phone and had aimlessly moved to the bedroom. I was not overly shocked to see that I was flushed when I glanced in the mirror. "Oh yes," I said. "Kids are in school and Tommy is at work. Dishes all washed and the house work can wait."

"Good," he said laughing softly. "I just wanted to actually hear your voice and to tell you that I’m really excited about this weekend. Honestly, I seem to know you all ready. Seeing your pictures and having Tom talk about you, but I want you to describe yourself to me."

"Oh, well, I’m five six and weight about a hundred fifteen pounds. My hair is blonde, at least for the present," I laughed softly. I had actually been toying with the idea of dying my hair red.

"Sounds good," Rock said. "What size are your tits?"

"I’m a 36c," I answered, feeling my face flush even more.

"Are your tits sensitive?"

"Yes, very."

"Do you like for your nipples to be pulled on and bit?"

"Yes."

"Hard?"

"Yes. Sometimes when the mood is right."

"Have you thought about getting your nipples pierced? What about your clit?"

"No, not really. Tommy wanted me to get my nipples pierced, but I not sure about that."

"You’ll love it. My ladies tell me that it keeps their nips hard all the time."

"I don’t usually have much trouble in that department," I said laughing.

"Can you take a stiff dick in your ass?"

"Yes," I answered. "I like anal sometimes."

"Ever had a cock in your cunt and one in your ass at the same time?"

"No, I’ve never had an opportunity to try that. If you want the truth, I’ve never have any man except Tommy." I was dripping wet then.

"We need to change that don’t we?" Rock said with a low chuckle.

We talked for nearly an hour. Rock asked a lot of questions. My likes and dislikes, and some of his. He told me that he liked his women to be clean shaven in the pubic area. He said that hair just got in his tongue’s way. I took the hint and when Tommy got home that night I was as smooth as a baby’s butt.

On Thursday Rock called and again we talked for a long time. He told me that he had made all the arrangements at his motel which was just a four hour drive for us and a few hours from his home. For some reason I didn’t bring up the subject that had been eating at me. I wanted to know why he was interested in me, an old married woman with kids.

It stood to reason that as a pimp, he had all the younger women he could want. I told him that Tommy had made arrangements to get off early and his parents would pick the children up early so we could make out departure by late afternoon. I told him we should be there by seven o’clock at the latest, barring road construction or accidents. ***

Friday morning dragged by and I was beginning to think time was standing still. I was excited, anxious, worried, and I was nervous, but mostly I was excited. I was nearly an emotional basket case by the time Tommy finally got home. Since he had packed the night before, and I had spent the morning packing my things, all we had to do was toss our luggage in the car and leave.

On the drive, Tommy insisted that I open my shirt and flash the truck drivers. We’ve done that before, and I enjoyed giving the drivers a boob flash. Tommy also kept me entertained with stories of what awaited me. I couldn’t make up my mind if he was just making up stories, or if he knew something. I decided to just wait and see what happened.

We pulled in to the motel parking lot at fifteen minutes until seven. While not as large as some of the giant chain motels, it was pretty large. The buildings looked nearly new and everything was neat and clean. I estimated that there were a hundred or so units. While Tommy waited I went into the office to check in. The attractive Latina at the desk flashed me a big smile when I told her who we were. When she handed me the key card, she said, "Have a nice stay."

Our suite was very large. There was a sitting room, a separate bedroom with two king-size beds, and we even had our own hot tub. The bathroom was as large as our bedroom back home. I had to use the toilet which was separate from the rest of the bathroom. From behind the closed door I heard a knocking out front. My heart rate just about doubled. I washed my face and quickly put on fresh makeup.

"Ah, there she is," a very dark man and handsome said when I entered the main room. "And she is even prettier in person." He took a couple steps and folded me into his arms. "I’m Rock," he said as his lips descended to mine. We kissed for a long time, his tongue searching for mine. When we finally broke from the embrace, I saw Tommy standing, and grinning at us. I was soaking wet. "Did he do that to you?" I asked Tommy in a shaky voice.

"Since neither of us are bend in that direction, we settled on a nice warm handshake." Rock said rubbing his massive hands together. "Okay, I have taken the liberty of making reservations for us at Monte’s. He a friend of mine and we’re all set. Get your glad rags on and let’s be on our way. Fine dining and fine wine are waiting." That encounter proved to me what I had begun to suspect. Rock is a take charge kind of guy.

We quickly changed and were soon ready to go. I was wearing a dress that buttoned up the front. It was a deep rose color and came to about mid thigh. It was cut fairly low in the front. I wore a matching thong, a garter with black hose, black heels, and, at Tommy’s insistences, no bra. I had some reservations about that. The material was sheer and even the slightest drop in temperature, would cause my nipples to be prominently displayed. In fact, just thinking about going out in public with Tommy and Rock was causing them to stick out. I mentioned it to Tommy.

"Hey Rock," Tommy called. "Kitty is worried that her nipples may show too much. What do you think?" He pushed me out of the dressing room.

Rock looked me over carefully and then approached me. He reached and took both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and tugged gently. "No, they are just right. Beautiful tits should be seen. You are a stunning woman, Kitty." He gave me a quick kiss on the lips, leaving me wanting more. "Come, let’s go."

Monte’s was only a couple blocks away from the motel, but we traveled in a long black limo. It seemed that Rock was sparing no expense. The meal was magnificent. We had cocktails before the meal, and a wonderful wine with the meal. By the time desert came I was more than a little tipsy. We were sitting at a horseshoe shaped table. I sat between Rock and Tommy. One or the other or both had a hand on my bare thigh through most of the meal.

"I’m pleased you are not wearing panty hoses," Rock said toying with the garter snap. "I hate them with a passion. What do you think of them Tom?"

"I’m in total agreement," Tommy answered, slightly slurring the words. "They suck the big one."

"Speaking of that," Rock said lowering his voice. "Here comes our host. Monte is hung like a horse." I looked in the direction Rock was looking and I saw a small black man in tuxedo, coming our way. I saw nothing impressive about him. "They say if Monte hadn’t turned out to be mostly cock, he would have been a giant," Rock added with a chuckle.

Rock stood up and shook hands with the smallish man, and introduced both Tommy and I. The man’s eyes lingered on my chest for a long time. "Any friends of Rock are always welcome," he said, his voice much deeper than I would have expected from such a small man. "Is everything to your liking?"

We assured him that it was very much to our liking. Rock and Monte walked a few steps away and had a brief conversation. Rock patted the little man on the back, nodded and left him to return to Tommy and me.

"Monte was wondering if he might be able to sample your considerable charms, Kitty," Rock informed us. I was aware my mouth dropped open, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"What did you tell him?" Tommy asked with a foolish grin.

"I told him that it was entirely within the realm of possibility, but only after I had sampled them," Rock replied smiling at me. "If we have finished here, let’s go back to your room and make ourselves comfortable."

I got up on shaky legs as they escorted me out of the dinning room. Rock let his hand rest on my butt and I saw several women glance at me with looks I couldn’t decipher. I think it was mostly envy, because I was with two good looking men.

In the stretch limo, Rock and Tommy took turns kissing and fondling me. Rock managed to get his hand on my thong covered puss. It seemed to take a lot longer to go to the motel than it had to go from the motel to the restaurant. Not that I was complaining because I was enjoying the attention.

When we arrived back at our room I saw that someone had put more champagne in an ice bucket. I excused myself to go freshen up. Actually I needed some time to get my thoughts together. I was, without a doubt, only a few minutes away from having sex with a man other than my husband. I was going to have sex with a stranger and a black man to boot. My thoughts were not a mental debate, because the decision had already been made. I was simply mentally preparing myself.

I removed the soaking wet thong, unbuttoned the top two buttons on my dress, and went out to join the guys. Soft music was playing from some hidden speakers. Tommy and Rock sat on a sofa and both looked up as I approached. Eager anticipation was apparent on both of their faces. I suppose there was a similar look on mine. Rock stood and handed me a glass of champagne. I managed to get most of it drank without spilling it. My hands were shaking like crazy. I sat the glass down on a table.

"Are you ready, Kitty?" Rock asked softly. "Are you ready for a night of fucking, the like of which you have never even dreamed of? Are you ready for me to fuck you in every hole that will accommodate my cock?" While he was asking me the questions, he unbuttoned my dress until it hung open all the way. He reached his big hand in and cupped one of my breasts.

"Are you ready to scream in delight as I penetrate your cunt with my black cock?" He got a hand on the other breast and massaged both nipples simultaneously. He raised his hands so as to cause the dress to fall away leaving me with nothing on, but my heels, hose and garter. "Are you ready to take my black cock in your mouth and suck me until I come? Are your ready to swallow my come?"

I tried to say yes, but it only came out as a squeak. Rock released my nipples and put his huge paws on my bare shoulders, gently pushing he down. "Get down on your knees and take my cock out," he ordered.

I glanced at Tommy to see how he was taking this. He had a big grin on his face, and he nodded at me. I knelt, and I undid Rock’s belt and opened his pants. As I tugged them down his massive dick sprang out, causing me to lean back away from it. Rock pulled me back close to it. His dick was blacker as the rest of him. It was long, thick and hard, and when I got one hand on it I could feel the heat radiating from it. I could not get my hand completely around it, so I used both hands. There was a drop of lubricant on the very tip of it and I licked it off.

I wasn’t at all sure I could get his manhood in my mouth, but I was determined to try real hard. I was aware that Tommy had changed seats, so that he could watch me suck this monstrous black cock. Part of our fantasy had already became reality. There I was, nearly naked, on my knees with a black dick in my mouth. When my jaws got tired and started to cramp, I changed tactics and licked his cock along the length of it. After my jaw rested, I got it back in my mouth and sucked some more.

"There will be time for more of that later," Rock said. "Go in the bedroom and lie on the bed. I want you to spread your legs for me." I did as he commanded. I lay across the bed and pulled my knees up exposing myself to him as he approached. "Play with your pussy," Rock ordered. Again, I did as he commanded. I was operating in some kind of automatic response mode.

He kicked his pants off and removed his shirt as he made his way toward me. I was so excited and scared, I thought for a moment I might throw up. He stopped at the edge of the bed, pulled me out so that my butt was at the very edge. He took his massive member, and put it at the opening of my womanhood. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit.

"Tell me, little one," he said his cock pushing slightly against my clitoris. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you," I managed to say. "I want you in me."

"You can speak plainer than that. Tell me exactly what you want me to do."

"I want you to put your cock in my pussy and fuck me!" I said, having a couple mini orgasms as I did. I raised my hips up to bring my pussy into better contact with his hard cock. I felt funny, because I hardly ever used the word ‘fuck’, but that was exactly the only word that fit the occasion. I didn’t want this huge black man to make love to me. I wanted him to fuck me.

"Put it in," Rock ordered. I leaned forward and grasped his hot pulsating cock and put it to my opening. Rock leaned in and the head of his cock went into my pussy causing a larger orgasm. It was one of the hundreds I would have before the night was over.

Rock pulled my legs even farther open and leaned in causing his cock to penetrate more and suddenly I was filled. Completely filled with hard black cock. He fucked me in that position for a few minutes and then changed me to doggy style. I was on my knees on the bed with Rock holding on to my hips while pounding his cock into me.

I saw Tommy come around to watch my face as Rock slammed me. Tommy was slowly stroking his dick and grinning. I tried to smile at him, but frankly I’m not sure what expression I showed. I heard some woman yelling and cursing, and I giggled when I realized it was me. All I knew for sure was, I was flying high. The reality was great.

A little later Rock lay on his back and I mounted him. I was laying on him, my pussy totally filled, when Tommy got on the bed and offered me his dick to suck. Poor Tommy was so excited, I barely got his dick in my mouth before he shot off. We all had to take a moment and laugh about it. Tommy did better a little while later when he butt fucked me while Rock fucked my pussy. Rock had been right…I did love double penetration.