Looking at Leeanne
By
KESVEE
It?s interesting that in so many instances the larger consequences can be traced back to the smallest origins. Of course, I?m talking about our current circumstances and I can pinpoint the beginning very specifically. We?d been married for five years, enjoyed a nice life and were reasonably well off. My wife, Leeanne, is pretty ? no men?s magazines beat our door down for lay-outs but Leeanne is certainly attractive and, judging by the various propositions she gets, my opinion is shared by a lot of other guys. She?s about five feet four and a hundred-twenty pounds; light brown hair worn shoulder-length with green eyes and a very infectious smile. Leeanne sometimes complains she wished her boobs were smaller ? they?re a healthy D-cup, and she has the waistline accentuating them with a great, sexy round ass and those smooth, full thighs that make a pair of tight jeans or slacks the perfect things to wear. Also, despite the fashion of the day, Leeanne keeps a very natural bush of curly, dark brown hair between her thighs. Well, you get the picture I hope. As for me? Consider me average, not bland but... average.
I was well aware Leeanne had been an easy lay before we met ? as a matter of fact there are times that tended to arouse me imagining her with another guy. Truth is, however, Leeanne is a ?size snob? ? she once told me she?d never be interested in a guy with less than seven inches (I make the list) and, if she discovered a date was smaller, she?d give him a blow job to be nice but wouldn?t spread her legs for him ? so you know right away Leeanne gives blow jobs pretty easily.
But I digress; back to beginnings. On a Friday night we lay in bed in semi-darkness talking about our day at work. I felt horny and suggested we ?play? but Leeanne demurred and offered to give me a hand job if I really needed it ? which I did of course. So she lay next to me, one leg draped over mine so I could feel her pussy against me (intriguingly, Leeanne actually calls it ?cunt? ? don?t know why but between she and me it?s a cunt; with friends telling jokes she?ll use ?pussy?.) Her hand was slowly pumping my dick and out of the blue she asked, "Why do some husbands like letting their wives date and screw other men?" Whoa, talk about surprises. Seems like the girls at work had discussed the topic and my wife wanted a man?s view. So as she skillfully stroked I tried to explain the thrill a husband can get knowing other men find his wife really sexy ? to the ultimate proof. Leeanne asked softly, "Would you ever want me dating like that?" Hmmm, what do I say? So walking a thin line I said if it was something she wanted to try or experience and there was a guy that interested her I thought I could be okay with it as long as I didn?t get ignored.
There was silence for a moment and Leeanne said, "I?ve wondered about it." Of course, under the circumstances ? me rock hard, my wife?s luscious body against me and her hand pumping me ? I acted stupid. "Do you want to try it?" I asked and Leeanne smiled. "You know I prefer bareback sex." she said, "and nowadays that means I?d have to be super careful..." but she didn?t say "No". But give me credit, I persevered. "Do you want to?" I repeated. After a moment?s silence, Leeanne whispered, "Yes." I guess I don?t have to tell you how big I came, right?
Well, nothing was really said over the weekend and during the course of the next week we talked about Leeanne dating in generalities. One constant refrain, though, was my wife asking if I was sure I would be okay with it. I?m sure it was a matter of her wanting to be completely assured of my approval and, by the end of the week we had decided on some basic ?rules?, e.g. she?d tell me when she was going out, her dating would never interrupt or interfere with our personal plans and she?d be discreet ? which also meant I?d always provide a ?cover story? for her to those asking where she might be. But there were also some personal requests Lynn suggested and their insinuations got me pretty aroused even though they weren?t really specific. For instance, in order for Leeanne to get excitement from this, she asked that she not have to tell me 100% of everything happening ? for her own private enjoyment, Leeanne asked that I not ?bug? her constantly about who she might see and whether it was ?serious? and she said she was adamant about the bareback sex. I agreed to all she suggested but did mention that her protection wasn?t 100% foolproof (she didn?t take the Pill but utilized another, more ?advanced? method) and what happened if she got pregnant? Leeanne kissed me quickly and replied, "Don?t worry about that; if it happens we?ll deal with it then". I felt a strange stirring inside. To my embarrassment I realized the thought of Leeanne pregnant by another man excited me!
Things didn?t begin occurring immediately; as a matter of fact it was a little over a month before Leeanne said she was going out on a date. The lucky guy was a marketing rep with a company doing business with Leeanne?s employer and he was a frequent visitor to Leeanne?s office, plus he lived a half hour away. They were going out on Friday night and Leeanne said she wasn?t sure when she?d be home but to just go to bed and we?d discuss things later. Well, Friday morning came and Leeanne prepared to go to work. It was a day when I went to my office later so I lay in bed, feigning sleep as my wife showered, dried her hair and brushed it, etc. She came into the bedroom and I lay still, my eyes mere slits as I watched. Leeanne purposely looked at me to make sure I was asleep before getting out her clothes. My heart rate soared when I noticed she put on a pair of tight slacks without panties under them. She also paused, checking on me again, before slipping on a silk blouse without a bra! Her heavy tits swayed sensuously when she walked and I held my breath when she leaned to kiss me; her perfume was her most expensive and it dawned on me she?d be with this guy immediately after work until who knew when?
Making a long story shorter, Leeanne got home at four in the morning and slept until noon. She seemed hesitant to say anything to me about her date until I reminded her of our agreements. So after she showered we laid in the bed and, in a soft, sometimes nervous voice, my wife told me about her date. The bottom line, naturally, was that he had fucked her and had done so more than once. "Oral?" I asked, wanting to know but also not wanting to ruin things by pressuring her. "Yes." Leeanne nodded, averting my eyes. She knew what I wanted to know. "And yes." she said, "I swallowed". Then she giggled quietly and rolled her eyes, "He came so heavy I couldn?t even swallow it all." My dick was rockhard and Leeanne noticed. "I see you approve." she smiled, nodding at my cock. "Damn right." I agreed and said I wanted to fuck her. Leeanne seemed very reluctant, first suggesting she jerk me off and then offering a blow job. No way ? I wanted her cunt. So with a sigh, my wife laid back on the bed and spread her legs. When I got on top, Leeanne remained very still, her only movement was reaching down to guide my cock into her hole.
Although she was barely wet I slid in very easily, thinking to myself that my wife?s cunt seemed larger. I began fucking her and Leeanne simply closed her eyes and let me do all the work. Her big tits felt great against my chest and she placed her hands at my waist, just holding me; no movement from her, just keeping her thighs far enough apart for me to get in her. It dawned on me that Leeanne was letting me fuck her so *I* could cum ? she could have cared less. Knowing she sometimes enjoys a bit of ?dirty talk? I told her what a hot body she had and how good her cunt felt. I asked her if her date had cum in her and she nodded quietly. I asked if he had shot a big load and Leeanne nodded and whispered "Three times". I was amazed. "Did he have a big cock?" I asked, trying to ride her hard. Leeanne barely flinched, only moving because of what I did. "Really big." she told me, "incredibly big... and thick." she added. I knew right away the guy was Leeanne?s ?dream date? ? big cock, lots of cum and he enjoyed a blow job.
Leeanne ran her hands down my arms, opened her eyes and looked at me, "I wanna see him again." she whispered, waiting for my answer. But before I could reply, she asked, "Are you close to finishing?" Whoa! I didn?t know what to say. She?d never done that before. But I was also loving this ?chat? as I fucked her. "Yeah." I answered in a hoarse voice, "You can see him again." I paused, seeing a faint smile on her pretty face. "Can I see him a lot?" she asked, laying still for me to fuck. "How much is a lot?" I asked, my dick beginning to tingle. "Like be his girlfriend." my wife murmured and I think she figured I?d protest. "Do it." I grunted, increasing my thrusting and Leeanne smiled wider. "You sure?" she asked, eyes searching my face. "All you want." I heard myself say, "and fuck him good". "Oh I will." my wife assured me with an enigmatic grin. I knew I was close to cumming and thrust hard. Leeanne laid there almost like a statue. "Tell me what he?s like." I wanted to know, wanting to hear how my wife got fucked. Leeanne was quiet for so long I feared I was going to cum before she replied. Then, in a quiet, even voice, Leeanne whispered in my ear, "He?s black" Timing is everything and those two words made me cum so hard and deep my head felt light. Leeanne laid there as I finished fucking and merely opened her legs wider for me to withdraw. I got my breath and saw my wife smiling to herself and I wondered just how far all this was going to go.
His name is John, a big black guy, very well built and, according to Leeanne, possessed of a big, thick black dick over ten inches long with a girth so large her fingers cannot get near each other when she holds his meat. The guy turns Leeanne on so much they never left his apartment their first time; spending the entire night fucking, sucking and, as Leeanne told me, giving her a cum bath. She?s begun seeing him two or three times a week now, even spending Saturday nights all night and coming home tired but glowing.
"Do you think some white girls have a natural attraction for blacks?" Leeanne asked me one night. She was at the vanity brushing her hair and those heavy tits of her jiggled seductively with each movement. "Maybe." I replied, "why?" My wife glanced at me, "It feels so easy and natural fucking John." she said nonchalantly. "I get so turned on and can?t wait for him to give me his dick." She giggled and lowered her voice to a husky whisper, "And he told me he?s in love with my cunt". Naturally my dick was already hard and Leeanne noticed. "Jerk if off for me." she said in that sexy voice she has. I began fisting my cock as my wife continued brushing her hair. Yeah, it?s weird but I was doing it and liking it. "He fucks that good?" I asked her, my mind reeling. It had been nearly three months now since Leeanne and John had their first date and I continued to be amazed at the changes in my wife, physically and mentally. Leeanne rose from the vanity and laid across our bed, closely watching me jerking off. Suddenly she reached out and took my cock, lowering her mouth over it and sucking. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.
Since Leeanne had been seeing the black guy, I was only fucking her maybe every ten days and it was the same was when I fucked her after the first date ? Leeanne laying there letting me cum in her as she took on a distant look. I had protested at first but Leeanne reminded me I had agreed to let her do things. Sure, she never forgot to let me cum but it was mechanical, like fucking a robot. Even her hand jobs were done solely to get me off ? she rarely even undressed to do it. Feeling her warm mouth on my dick made my brains mush. I ran my hands through her hair, tracing a finger around her lips. "Do you suck John?s black dick like this?" I asked tensely. Leeanne lifted her head briefly, "Mmmm, better." she hissed and went back to work.
I wanted to feel her ass but she lay too far down the bed and, besides, she had panties on. I looked at her sexy asscheeks and felt those big tits on my leg. I heard my voice say, "You?re in love with his big cock." Leeanne squeezed my own dick and simply replied, "Mmm hmm." as though it was a simple fact of life. When my hips began thrusting Leeanne took her mouth off my cock and stroked the wet shaft. "Sweetie?" her voice was like warm honey. When she saw I was looking at her, she pressed her tits harder at me. "I was wondering... " she paused, "what if I went ?black only? for a little while." she squeezed my dick again. "You know." she said softly, "Just have nothing but black cock in me? Maybe a month or so?"
I knew it was like trying to sweep back the ocean. I?d let a roaring monster loose. With my mouth hanging open I simply nodded and listened as a voice I thought was mine say, "It?s o-o-okay, go ahead". Leeanne didn?t go back to sucking me off, she simply pumped my cock until I shot my load ? she aimed my dick away from her so the cum landed on my belly. She released me and stood up, returning to the vanity and brushing her hair. As I regained my breath Leeanne cupped those big jugs and examined them in the mirror. "With the way I feel and seeing John." she began and then smiled, "and the way I get for his dick... does that make me a black cock slut?" To me, labels, titles and categories didn?t matter. I looked at Leeanne and knew what she was.
Which brings me to the biggest point in our married life. Leeanne surprised me by asking if I wanted to watch John fuck her. It?s one thing to have the images in my mind and see my wife?s cum-filled cunt when she gets home. I?ve seen the dried cum on her tits and neck before she takes a shower and I had gotten to the point where I accepted the fact Leeanne was letting her black boyfriend fuck her ass ? although she told me it was taking time due to his size. But seeing everything in person, up close and real... was a momentous step. But I told Leeanne I wanted to see ? even if it was just once.
I had promised my wife I would watch in silence and not pester her with a million questions during her sex. I wasn?t sure I?d be able to keep that promise but I wanted to try. John was going to fuck her at our house, in our bed. When he arrived I stood mute as he and Leeanne kissed ? a deep, tongue-probing kiss as he slipped both her tits from the blouse she wore and fondled them openly in front of me. For her part, Leeanne simply reached in and withdrew a black dick so large and thick it was difficult not to stare but her slender white hands worked over it gently, gripping it, stroking it and feeling all over its length. As an after thought Leeanne mentioned to me to give them a few minutes alone upstairs before coming into the bedroom. Oh yeah.
Leeanne was in our bed, legs open and drawn back while John was already working that big cock into her cunt. Leeanne was churning her hips, jutting herself at the cock, reaching to get it in her. "Fuck me." she was groaning; her eyes glazed, neck tensed. There was already a small puddle of her juice on the sheet under her ass and as John?s massive cockhead pushed into Leeanne?s cunt she gave a loud sigh and shivered as he entered. I stood there watching. As big as John?s dick was, my wife took it easily up inside her. Her legs came up to grip him as her hands swept up and down his broad, dark brown back. "Oh it feels so fuckin? good, baby." she groaned in his ear. "Fuck your bitch good... feed me what I need." I?d never heard my wife like that ? ever. John?s fat black meat appeared briefly, wet and shiny, and then slammed back up into Leeanne?s cunt. His head lowered and dark lips sucked my wife?s hard nipples as she caressed his head and then gripped his arms. "Fuck my cunt." Leeanne hissed, "fuck me and fuck me." I heard John?s ball sac slapping at Leeanne?s ass, the wet sounds of cock sliding in and out of wet cunt and the raspy breathing of my wife fucking like a wild whore.
At first I thought it was for my benefit but I realized the raw lust I was witnessing couldn?t be feigned or dramatized. "I?m your bitch in heat, baby." Leeanne was groaning, "Fuck your white bitch... you know what I need." Grunts, moans, whimpers and sighs combined to become one sound. The deep musky smell of sex suffused the room. Our bed creaked and Leeanne stiffened, her toes curling as a wave of orgasms swept her. Suddenly John looked up at me, Leeanne?s arms draped over his broad shoulders. "You got a hot-ass wife, man." he remarked, no hint of triumph or humiliation of me ? a statement of fact. "She?s made for fucking black dick". Leeanne made a purring sound and humped her hips lewdly at John. "Give me that big nigger dick." she said, her eyes on him "pump this whore?s cunt with nigger cock. You know I?m made for it... you said I was:. Their fucking became frenzied. "Fuck... me... whore!" John panted, "Make! this! hole! mine!" My wife simply moaned, shoving her cunt up and down his dick, fucking herself on it.
But then, after several savage minutes, their movements slowed. John raised himself up so he was looking down into Leeanne?s face. Their bodies moved together, slower but deeper, a long, erotic rhythm together that didn?t need an explanation. They were making love. I saw the intent look in my wife?s eyes and watching as she gently sucked John?s tongue. Lips parted, they continued to gently fuck. John?s thrusts were deeper, forcing Leeanne?s breath out in a staccato hammer, a steady "Unh... unh... unh." as her body jerked. "Love... your... black... dick." Leeanne was whispering, oblivious to me, her husband, ten feet away, "Need... your... black... dick." she was telling him. I think if they had cum together while wildly fucking it would have been one thing, instead, as Leeanne gently moved her hips and John thrust rhythmically, their passion built. They fucked silently, gently and slowly. "I?m gonna cum." John told her. Leeanne tightened her hold on the big black man as his hands slid to her soft ass and held it firmly. There was a lunge and a growling sound. John?s ass tensed and I knew I was seeing a black man cumming inside my wife. The load of sperm was massive. John?s black dick was coated in a silvery layer, semen bubbled from around Leeanne?s stretched cuntlips, sliding in chunks down her wet asscheeks. I could only make the mental image of John?s enormous cockhead pulsing jets of hot sperm deep into Leeanne?s churning cunt. Thick sheets of semen clung to the walls of her fuck hole and a foamy stream of sperm ran out of her cunt at the base of the black log inserted into her.
I stood downstairs in the living room when Leeanne eventually came down. She wore a short, silk robe reaching mid-thigh although she?d let it open. Her heavy tits wobbled and I saw her dense bush wet with small gobs of semen clinging to it. The insides of her thighs gleamed wetly and even from beneath her curly bush I saw the swollen lips of her cunt hung open, a thin string of semen stretched from somewhere inside the hole to the inside of one thigh. Leeanne?s eyes were bright and as she neared I saw a thick glob of sperm covering her chin and a coating of semen over her lips. More obscenely, a thick, wiggling strand of sperm hung from her bottom lip and swayed as she walked. She didn?t clean her mouth; she stood next to me, one hand lightly touching my back. "I guess you know why I wanted to go ?black only?." she said softly. I nodded. "Did you like it?" she asked, almost hopefully. I studied her sperm covered face and told her it was the hottest thing I?d ever seen. Leeanne gave me a tired smile and I slid my hands inside her robe to feel those heavy breasts. "I?m spending the night at John?s." Leeanne told me as I felt her tits. I raised my eyebrows and she blushed. "I promised him I?d let a friend of his fuck me." she explained matter-of-factly. "Plus, John really wants to open my asshole more." I watched my wife go back up the stairs, her sexy ass wiggling. She had wondered if she?d become a black cock slut and I figured all the proof needed was right there
Leeanne and John had been seeing each other for almost ten months in late January. There?d been rumors at work, the other women had a good idea what was going on but nothing had been said publicly. My wife and I were laying in bed, the air was cool and, despite Leeanne?s sexual activity we still did things as man and wife ? only her sexual preference had changed. In that time Leeanne had fucked three of John?s friends ? all of them several times ? and he?d even taken her to an interracial party held downtown at a hotel where she?d had a dozen black cocks inside her, although only three had emptied their loads in her. But she?d also sucked off each cock and swallowed ? as she always does. On impulse, Leeanne had suddenly moved around and straddled my face, her soft thighs on either side of my head and lowered her cunt to my mouth. The lips were larger now, and softer and I could plainly see her hole was so much bigger. I gripped her asscheeks and began eating her, feeling her thrusting her cunt back and forth over my mouth. Her juices flowed freely and as I licked her fuck hole, Leeanne held my cock in one hand, telling me to ?fuck? her fist. I loved the feeling and as I brought her to a climax she squealed softly, slid to the side and began pumping my dick. I relaxed and enjoyed how good it felt and Leeanne pressed those big tits at my leg.
"I?m pregnant." she whispered softly and at first it didn?t register. "Huh?" I looked at her through lust-filled eyes. She pumped my dick and lifted the hem of her cotton nightgown; sliding it past her hips and then almost to her tits. She took my hand and let it move gently over her smooth-skinned stomach. "I?m gonna have a baby." she repeated and let me feel her stomach. I didn?t know what to say; we?d mentioned it at the outset of all this and had then forgotten. Leeanne sighed and shifted her thighs so I could see her heavy-lipped cunt. "I?m three months pregnant." her voice was quiet but calm, "I went to the doctor last week and he confirmed it." I felt my mouth go dry. "Is it... is..." and heard Leeanne laugh gently, "Yes, it?s a black baby." she said, her hand sliding up and down on me expertly. "You haven?t cum in my cunt for over six months." she reminded me, "remember?" My hand moved from her stomach to between her thighs, tracing along her cuntlips. "John?s?" I asked weakly and Leeanne remained quiet a few seconds. "I think." she finally replied. My silence told her what I was thinking and she answered. "One of John?s friends was fucking me." she said, "I mean, John screwed me too that night but only once and after that he put it in my ass..." her voice trailed off, "but his friend fucked me pretty much the rest of the time." She laughed quietly, "But the baby?s definitely going to be black." Her hand pumped hard and I groaned as a thick string of semen rose in the air and cascaded over my belly. Leeanne turned and snuggled close against me as my own cum dried on my skin. "Black babies are cute." she whispered.
Two weeks ago I walked into our bedroom, preparing to go to bed. Leeanne had showered and dried her hair and came from the bedroom closet. I said nothing but simply looked at Leeanne. She remains very attractive and her hair is shorter now, coming just below her ears. Her belly is heavily swollen, so round and bulging I wonder if she?ll be able to wait another week. Her tits, always big, are now so heavy and fat they rest atop her big belly, the nipples long and distended and the areola wide and dark. I cannot see her hairy cunt now, her swollen belly covers the dense triangle of hair. Her thighs and asscheeks have gotten heavier also and she moves slowly, with effort although those massive tits sway and undulate sensuously. Leeanne loves having me stroke my cock and cover the smooth, taut skin over her big belly with my cum. As I watch her brushing her hair I think about the fact that John fucked her just yesterday and Leeanne loved it. There?ll be no doubt among the women at work that Leeanne has been fucking black men but now, by this time, my wife is comfortable with what she is and is anxiously waiting for her black baby. I think back to that all important conversation so long ago when I agreed Leeanne could date. Now, however, while my wife fucks black men all I can do is look at Leeanne
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By
KESVEE
It?s interesting that in so many instances the larger consequences can be traced back to the smallest origins. Of course, I?m talking about our current circumstances and I can pinpoint the beginning very specifically. We?d been married for five years, enjoyed a nice life and were reasonably well off. My wife, Leeanne, is pretty ? no men?s magazines beat our door down for lay-outs but Leeanne is certainly attractive and, judging by the various propositions she gets, my opinion is shared by a lot of other guys. She?s about five feet four and a hundred-twenty pounds; light brown hair worn shoulder-length with green eyes and a very infectious smile. Leeanne sometimes complains she wished her boobs were smaller ? they?re a healthy D-cup, and she has the waistline accentuating them with a great, sexy round ass and those smooth, full thighs that make a pair of tight jeans or slacks the perfect things to wear. Also, despite the fashion of the day, Leeanne keeps a very natural bush of curly, dark brown hair between her thighs. Well, you get the picture I hope. As for me? Consider me average, not bland but... average.
I was well aware Leeanne had been an easy lay before we met ? as a matter of fact there are times that tended to arouse me imagining her with another guy. Truth is, however, Leeanne is a ?size snob? ? she once told me she?d never be interested in a guy with less than seven inches (I make the list) and, if she discovered a date was smaller, she?d give him a blow job to be nice but wouldn?t spread her legs for him ? so you know right away Leeanne gives blow jobs pretty easily.
But I digress; back to beginnings. On a Friday night we lay in bed in semi-darkness talking about our day at work. I felt horny and suggested we ?play? but Leeanne demurred and offered to give me a hand job if I really needed it ? which I did of course. So she lay next to me, one leg draped over mine so I could feel her pussy against me (intriguingly, Leeanne actually calls it ?cunt? ? don?t know why but between she and me it?s a cunt; with friends telling jokes she?ll use ?pussy?.) Her hand was slowly pumping my dick and out of the blue she asked, "Why do some husbands like letting their wives date and screw other men?" Whoa, talk about surprises. Seems like the girls at work had discussed the topic and my wife wanted a man?s view. So as she skillfully stroked I tried to explain the thrill a husband can get knowing other men find his wife really sexy ? to the ultimate proof. Leeanne asked softly, "Would you ever want me dating like that?" Hmmm, what do I say? So walking a thin line I said if it was something she wanted to try or experience and there was a guy that interested her I thought I could be okay with it as long as I didn?t get ignored.
There was silence for a moment and Leeanne said, "I?ve wondered about it." Of course, under the circumstances ? me rock hard, my wife?s luscious body against me and her hand pumping me ? I acted stupid. "Do you want to try it?" I asked and Leeanne smiled. "You know I prefer bareback sex." she said, "and nowadays that means I?d have to be super careful..." but she didn?t say "No". But give me credit, I persevered. "Do you want to?" I repeated. After a moment?s silence, Leeanne whispered, "Yes." I guess I don?t have to tell you how big I came, right?
Well, nothing was really said over the weekend and during the course of the next week we talked about Leeanne dating in generalities. One constant refrain, though, was my wife asking if I was sure I would be okay with it. I?m sure it was a matter of her wanting to be completely assured of my approval and, by the end of the week we had decided on some basic ?rules?, e.g. she?d tell me when she was going out, her dating would never interrupt or interfere with our personal plans and she?d be discreet ? which also meant I?d always provide a ?cover story? for her to those asking where she might be. But there were also some personal requests Lynn suggested and their insinuations got me pretty aroused even though they weren?t really specific. For instance, in order for Leeanne to get excitement from this, she asked that she not have to tell me 100% of everything happening ? for her own private enjoyment, Leeanne asked that I not ?bug? her constantly about who she might see and whether it was ?serious? and she said she was adamant about the bareback sex. I agreed to all she suggested but did mention that her protection wasn?t 100% foolproof (she didn?t take the Pill but utilized another, more ?advanced? method) and what happened if she got pregnant? Leeanne kissed me quickly and replied, "Don?t worry about that; if it happens we?ll deal with it then". I felt a strange stirring inside. To my embarrassment I realized the thought of Leeanne pregnant by another man excited me!
Things didn?t begin occurring immediately; as a matter of fact it was a little over a month before Leeanne said she was going out on a date. The lucky guy was a marketing rep with a company doing business with Leeanne?s employer and he was a frequent visitor to Leeanne?s office, plus he lived a half hour away. They were going out on Friday night and Leeanne said she wasn?t sure when she?d be home but to just go to bed and we?d discuss things later. Well, Friday morning came and Leeanne prepared to go to work. It was a day when I went to my office later so I lay in bed, feigning sleep as my wife showered, dried her hair and brushed it, etc. She came into the bedroom and I lay still, my eyes mere slits as I watched. Leeanne purposely looked at me to make sure I was asleep before getting out her clothes. My heart rate soared when I noticed she put on a pair of tight slacks without panties under them. She also paused, checking on me again, before slipping on a silk blouse without a bra! Her heavy tits swayed sensuously when she walked and I held my breath when she leaned to kiss me; her perfume was her most expensive and it dawned on me she?d be with this guy immediately after work until who knew when?
Making a long story shorter, Leeanne got home at four in the morning and slept until noon. She seemed hesitant to say anything to me about her date until I reminded her of our agreements. So after she showered we laid in the bed and, in a soft, sometimes nervous voice, my wife told me about her date. The bottom line, naturally, was that he had fucked her and had done so more than once. "Oral?" I asked, wanting to know but also not wanting to ruin things by pressuring her. "Yes." Leeanne nodded, averting my eyes. She knew what I wanted to know. "And yes." she said, "I swallowed". Then she giggled quietly and rolled her eyes, "He came so heavy I couldn?t even swallow it all." My dick was rockhard and Leeanne noticed. "I see you approve." she smiled, nodding at my cock. "Damn right." I agreed and said I wanted to fuck her. Leeanne seemed very reluctant, first suggesting she jerk me off and then offering a blow job. No way ? I wanted her cunt. So with a sigh, my wife laid back on the bed and spread her legs. When I got on top, Leeanne remained very still, her only movement was reaching down to guide my cock into her hole.
Although she was barely wet I slid in very easily, thinking to myself that my wife?s cunt seemed larger. I began fucking her and Leeanne simply closed her eyes and let me do all the work. Her big tits felt great against my chest and she placed her hands at my waist, just holding me; no movement from her, just keeping her thighs far enough apart for me to get in her. It dawned on me that Leeanne was letting me fuck her so *I* could cum ? she could have cared less. Knowing she sometimes enjoys a bit of ?dirty talk? I told her what a hot body she had and how good her cunt felt. I asked her if her date had cum in her and she nodded quietly. I asked if he had shot a big load and Leeanne nodded and whispered "Three times". I was amazed. "Did he have a big cock?" I asked, trying to ride her hard. Leeanne barely flinched, only moving because of what I did. "Really big." she told me, "incredibly big... and thick." she added. I knew right away the guy was Leeanne?s ?dream date? ? big cock, lots of cum and he enjoyed a blow job.
Leeanne ran her hands down my arms, opened her eyes and looked at me, "I wanna see him again." she whispered, waiting for my answer. But before I could reply, she asked, "Are you close to finishing?" Whoa! I didn?t know what to say. She?d never done that before. But I was also loving this ?chat? as I fucked her. "Yeah." I answered in a hoarse voice, "You can see him again." I paused, seeing a faint smile on her pretty face. "Can I see him a lot?" she asked, laying still for me to fuck. "How much is a lot?" I asked, my dick beginning to tingle. "Like be his girlfriend." my wife murmured and I think she figured I?d protest. "Do it." I grunted, increasing my thrusting and Leeanne smiled wider. "You sure?" she asked, eyes searching my face. "All you want." I heard myself say, "and fuck him good". "Oh I will." my wife assured me with an enigmatic grin. I knew I was close to cumming and thrust hard. Leeanne laid there almost like a statue. "Tell me what he?s like." I wanted to know, wanting to hear how my wife got fucked. Leeanne was quiet for so long I feared I was going to cum before she replied. Then, in a quiet, even voice, Leeanne whispered in my ear, "He?s black" Timing is everything and those two words made me cum so hard and deep my head felt light. Leeanne laid there as I finished fucking and merely opened her legs wider for me to withdraw. I got my breath and saw my wife smiling to herself and I wondered just how far all this was going to go.
His name is John, a big black guy, very well built and, according to Leeanne, possessed of a big, thick black dick over ten inches long with a girth so large her fingers cannot get near each other when she holds his meat. The guy turns Leeanne on so much they never left his apartment their first time; spending the entire night fucking, sucking and, as Leeanne told me, giving her a cum bath. She?s begun seeing him two or three times a week now, even spending Saturday nights all night and coming home tired but glowing.
"Do you think some white girls have a natural attraction for blacks?" Leeanne asked me one night. She was at the vanity brushing her hair and those heavy tits of her jiggled seductively with each movement. "Maybe." I replied, "why?" My wife glanced at me, "It feels so easy and natural fucking John." she said nonchalantly. "I get so turned on and can?t wait for him to give me his dick." She giggled and lowered her voice to a husky whisper, "And he told me he?s in love with my cunt". Naturally my dick was already hard and Leeanne noticed. "Jerk if off for me." she said in that sexy voice she has. I began fisting my cock as my wife continued brushing her hair. Yeah, it?s weird but I was doing it and liking it. "He fucks that good?" I asked her, my mind reeling. It had been nearly three months now since Leeanne and John had their first date and I continued to be amazed at the changes in my wife, physically and mentally. Leeanne rose from the vanity and laid across our bed, closely watching me jerking off. Suddenly she reached out and took my cock, lowering her mouth over it and sucking. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.
Since Leeanne had been seeing the black guy, I was only fucking her maybe every ten days and it was the same was when I fucked her after the first date ? Leeanne laying there letting me cum in her as she took on a distant look. I had protested at first but Leeanne reminded me I had agreed to let her do things. Sure, she never forgot to let me cum but it was mechanical, like fucking a robot. Even her hand jobs were done solely to get me off ? she rarely even undressed to do it. Feeling her warm mouth on my dick made my brains mush. I ran my hands through her hair, tracing a finger around her lips. "Do you suck John?s black dick like this?" I asked tensely. Leeanne lifted her head briefly, "Mmmm, better." she hissed and went back to work.
I wanted to feel her ass but she lay too far down the bed and, besides, she had panties on. I looked at her sexy asscheeks and felt those big tits on my leg. I heard my voice say, "You?re in love with his big cock." Leeanne squeezed my own dick and simply replied, "Mmm hmm." as though it was a simple fact of life. When my hips began thrusting Leeanne took her mouth off my cock and stroked the wet shaft. "Sweetie?" her voice was like warm honey. When she saw I was looking at her, she pressed her tits harder at me. "I was wondering... " she paused, "what if I went ?black only? for a little while." she squeezed my dick again. "You know." she said softly, "Just have nothing but black cock in me? Maybe a month or so?"
I knew it was like trying to sweep back the ocean. I?d let a roaring monster loose. With my mouth hanging open I simply nodded and listened as a voice I thought was mine say, "It?s o-o-okay, go ahead". Leeanne didn?t go back to sucking me off, she simply pumped my cock until I shot my load ? she aimed my dick away from her so the cum landed on my belly. She released me and stood up, returning to the vanity and brushing her hair. As I regained my breath Leeanne cupped those big jugs and examined them in the mirror. "With the way I feel and seeing John." she began and then smiled, "and the way I get for his dick... does that make me a black cock slut?" To me, labels, titles and categories didn?t matter. I looked at Leeanne and knew what she was.
Which brings me to the biggest point in our married life. Leeanne surprised me by asking if I wanted to watch John fuck her. It?s one thing to have the images in my mind and see my wife?s cum-filled cunt when she gets home. I?ve seen the dried cum on her tits and neck before she takes a shower and I had gotten to the point where I accepted the fact Leeanne was letting her black boyfriend fuck her ass ? although she told me it was taking time due to his size. But seeing everything in person, up close and real... was a momentous step. But I told Leeanne I wanted to see ? even if it was just once.
I had promised my wife I would watch in silence and not pester her with a million questions during her sex. I wasn?t sure I?d be able to keep that promise but I wanted to try. John was going to fuck her at our house, in our bed. When he arrived I stood mute as he and Leeanne kissed ? a deep, tongue-probing kiss as he slipped both her tits from the blouse she wore and fondled them openly in front of me. For her part, Leeanne simply reached in and withdrew a black dick so large and thick it was difficult not to stare but her slender white hands worked over it gently, gripping it, stroking it and feeling all over its length. As an after thought Leeanne mentioned to me to give them a few minutes alone upstairs before coming into the bedroom. Oh yeah.
Leeanne was in our bed, legs open and drawn back while John was already working that big cock into her cunt. Leeanne was churning her hips, jutting herself at the cock, reaching to get it in her. "Fuck me." she was groaning; her eyes glazed, neck tensed. There was already a small puddle of her juice on the sheet under her ass and as John?s massive cockhead pushed into Leeanne?s cunt she gave a loud sigh and shivered as he entered. I stood there watching. As big as John?s dick was, my wife took it easily up inside her. Her legs came up to grip him as her hands swept up and down his broad, dark brown back. "Oh it feels so fuckin? good, baby." she groaned in his ear. "Fuck your bitch good... feed me what I need." I?d never heard my wife like that ? ever. John?s fat black meat appeared briefly, wet and shiny, and then slammed back up into Leeanne?s cunt. His head lowered and dark lips sucked my wife?s hard nipples as she caressed his head and then gripped his arms. "Fuck my cunt." Leeanne hissed, "fuck me and fuck me." I heard John?s ball sac slapping at Leeanne?s ass, the wet sounds of cock sliding in and out of wet cunt and the raspy breathing of my wife fucking like a wild whore.
At first I thought it was for my benefit but I realized the raw lust I was witnessing couldn?t be feigned or dramatized. "I?m your bitch in heat, baby." Leeanne was groaning, "Fuck your white bitch... you know what I need." Grunts, moans, whimpers and sighs combined to become one sound. The deep musky smell of sex suffused the room. Our bed creaked and Leeanne stiffened, her toes curling as a wave of orgasms swept her. Suddenly John looked up at me, Leeanne?s arms draped over his broad shoulders. "You got a hot-ass wife, man." he remarked, no hint of triumph or humiliation of me ? a statement of fact. "She?s made for fucking black dick". Leeanne made a purring sound and humped her hips lewdly at John. "Give me that big nigger dick." she said, her eyes on him "pump this whore?s cunt with nigger cock. You know I?m made for it... you said I was:. Their fucking became frenzied. "Fuck... me... whore!" John panted, "Make! this! hole! mine!" My wife simply moaned, shoving her cunt up and down his dick, fucking herself on it.
But then, after several savage minutes, their movements slowed. John raised himself up so he was looking down into Leeanne?s face. Their bodies moved together, slower but deeper, a long, erotic rhythm together that didn?t need an explanation. They were making love. I saw the intent look in my wife?s eyes and watching as she gently sucked John?s tongue. Lips parted, they continued to gently fuck. John?s thrusts were deeper, forcing Leeanne?s breath out in a staccato hammer, a steady "Unh... unh... unh." as her body jerked. "Love... your... black... dick." Leeanne was whispering, oblivious to me, her husband, ten feet away, "Need... your... black... dick." she was telling him. I think if they had cum together while wildly fucking it would have been one thing, instead, as Leeanne gently moved her hips and John thrust rhythmically, their passion built. They fucked silently, gently and slowly. "I?m gonna cum." John told her. Leeanne tightened her hold on the big black man as his hands slid to her soft ass and held it firmly. There was a lunge and a growling sound. John?s ass tensed and I knew I was seeing a black man cumming inside my wife. The load of sperm was massive. John?s black dick was coated in a silvery layer, semen bubbled from around Leeanne?s stretched cuntlips, sliding in chunks down her wet asscheeks. I could only make the mental image of John?s enormous cockhead pulsing jets of hot sperm deep into Leeanne?s churning cunt. Thick sheets of semen clung to the walls of her fuck hole and a foamy stream of sperm ran out of her cunt at the base of the black log inserted into her.
I stood downstairs in the living room when Leeanne eventually came down. She wore a short, silk robe reaching mid-thigh although she?d let it open. Her heavy tits wobbled and I saw her dense bush wet with small gobs of semen clinging to it. The insides of her thighs gleamed wetly and even from beneath her curly bush I saw the swollen lips of her cunt hung open, a thin string of semen stretched from somewhere inside the hole to the inside of one thigh. Leeanne?s eyes were bright and as she neared I saw a thick glob of sperm covering her chin and a coating of semen over her lips. More obscenely, a thick, wiggling strand of sperm hung from her bottom lip and swayed as she walked. She didn?t clean her mouth; she stood next to me, one hand lightly touching my back. "I guess you know why I wanted to go ?black only?." she said softly. I nodded. "Did you like it?" she asked, almost hopefully. I studied her sperm covered face and told her it was the hottest thing I?d ever seen. Leeanne gave me a tired smile and I slid my hands inside her robe to feel those heavy breasts. "I?m spending the night at John?s." Leeanne told me as I felt her tits. I raised my eyebrows and she blushed. "I promised him I?d let a friend of his fuck me." she explained matter-of-factly. "Plus, John really wants to open my asshole more." I watched my wife go back up the stairs, her sexy ass wiggling. She had wondered if she?d become a black cock slut and I figured all the proof needed was right there
Leeanne and John had been seeing each other for almost ten months in late January. There?d been rumors at work, the other women had a good idea what was going on but nothing had been said publicly. My wife and I were laying in bed, the air was cool and, despite Leeanne?s sexual activity we still did things as man and wife ? only her sexual preference had changed. In that time Leeanne had fucked three of John?s friends ? all of them several times ? and he?d even taken her to an interracial party held downtown at a hotel where she?d had a dozen black cocks inside her, although only three had emptied their loads in her. But she?d also sucked off each cock and swallowed ? as she always does. On impulse, Leeanne had suddenly moved around and straddled my face, her soft thighs on either side of my head and lowered her cunt to my mouth. The lips were larger now, and softer and I could plainly see her hole was so much bigger. I gripped her asscheeks and began eating her, feeling her thrusting her cunt back and forth over my mouth. Her juices flowed freely and as I licked her fuck hole, Leeanne held my cock in one hand, telling me to ?fuck? her fist. I loved the feeling and as I brought her to a climax she squealed softly, slid to the side and began pumping my dick. I relaxed and enjoyed how good it felt and Leeanne pressed those big tits at my leg.
"I?m pregnant." she whispered softly and at first it didn?t register. "Huh?" I looked at her through lust-filled eyes. She pumped my dick and lifted the hem of her cotton nightgown; sliding it past her hips and then almost to her tits. She took my hand and let it move gently over her smooth-skinned stomach. "I?m gonna have a baby." she repeated and let me feel her stomach. I didn?t know what to say; we?d mentioned it at the outset of all this and had then forgotten. Leeanne sighed and shifted her thighs so I could see her heavy-lipped cunt. "I?m three months pregnant." her voice was quiet but calm, "I went to the doctor last week and he confirmed it." I felt my mouth go dry. "Is it... is..." and heard Leeanne laugh gently, "Yes, it?s a black baby." she said, her hand sliding up and down on me expertly. "You haven?t cum in my cunt for over six months." she reminded me, "remember?" My hand moved from her stomach to between her thighs, tracing along her cuntlips. "John?s?" I asked weakly and Leeanne remained quiet a few seconds. "I think." she finally replied. My silence told her what I was thinking and she answered. "One of John?s friends was fucking me." she said, "I mean, John screwed me too that night but only once and after that he put it in my ass..." her voice trailed off, "but his friend fucked me pretty much the rest of the time." She laughed quietly, "But the baby?s definitely going to be black." Her hand pumped hard and I groaned as a thick string of semen rose in the air and cascaded over my belly. Leeanne turned and snuggled close against me as my own cum dried on my skin. "Black babies are cute." she whispered.
Two weeks ago I walked into our bedroom, preparing to go to bed. Leeanne had showered and dried her hair and came from the bedroom closet. I said nothing but simply looked at Leeanne. She remains very attractive and her hair is shorter now, coming just below her ears. Her belly is heavily swollen, so round and bulging I wonder if she?ll be able to wait another week. Her tits, always big, are now so heavy and fat they rest atop her big belly, the nipples long and distended and the areola wide and dark. I cannot see her hairy cunt now, her swollen belly covers the dense triangle of hair. Her thighs and asscheeks have gotten heavier also and she moves slowly, with effort although those massive tits sway and undulate sensuously. Leeanne loves having me stroke my cock and cover the smooth, taut skin over her big belly with my cum. As I watch her brushing her hair I think about the fact that John fucked her just yesterday and Leeanne loved it. There?ll be no doubt among the women at work that Leeanne has been fucking black men but now, by this time, my wife is comfortable with what she is and is anxiously waiting for her black baby. I think back to that all important conversation so long ago when I agreed Leeanne could date. Now, however, while my wife fucks black men all I can do is look at Leeanne
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