DREAMS BECOME REAL By MEHB
My husband thought it would be really hot if I began an affair with John. I confess John is a turn on. He works with me and from the moment we met the two of us flirted and, in time, the flirtation became more than light-hearted fun. I knew John had screwed most of the other women at work but it was a special feeling knowing he seemed to have a particular interest in me.
I am certainly no centerfold although my husband and plenty of other men have complimented me on both my looks and body. I am 5?4? tall, could stand to lose a few pounds in my opinion, I am a 36D (wishing my boobs were smaller) with a 26-inch waist and 36-inch hips. I have a full bush on my pussy although I keep it trimmed in summer.
I told my husband about John and at first I thought he might get jealous but, instead, he got aroused. I am pretty sure the fact that John is big and black has a lot to do with it. I couldn?t really understand it at first ? my husband wanting me to let a black guy fuck me. I?m no prude and had my share of cock before we got married and, like many white girls, I was always curious about black men and sex, but until this situation with John arose I was never serious about it.
Anyway, as time went on my husband seemed to become focused on me and John. I didn?t mind, okay? My husband?s interest and encouragement allowed me to be pretty open with my flirting to John ? going out after work with him for drinks, seeing him in a group setting when folks from work went out at night, etc. But nothing sexual occurred although John and I joked about it. My husband, however, was determined that something had to happen. Our sex life was about average I guess, we fucked a couple times a week until my husband hurt his back and was told by the doctor not to engage in any really active sex. So we adjusted our sex to the point where he ate me (and he is VERY good) and then I?d masturbate him. I discovered my husband LOVED me jerking him off and, as a side benefit, whenever I wanted something ? either to buy or do ? if I brought it up when I stroked him I was likely to get it. And it was during one of our sexual times that things came to a head about John.
?I think it?d be hot for you to see John?I mean sexually? my husband whispered to me as I stroked his cock. I had heard it all before and simply replied, ?Uh huh?. My husband persisted. ?I?m serious,? he said, ?you know I have been telling you for a long time now?. (It was true, he had.) ?Wouldn?t you find it wicked?? he asked. By this time I knew the only way I?d get him to let it go was to just do it. ?Alright,? I told him quietly, ?do you really want me to start screwing him?? My husband immediately answered, ?Yes, all you want?. I pressed closer to him so he could feel my big tits against him. ?Do you want to know everything that goes on?? I whispered. To my surprise my husband shook his head. ?No,? he said, ?Just so I know you and John are doing it?. I wasn?t sure if he?d stay that committed to the idea but I decided to go ahead and try. ?Okay,? I finally agreed. ?I?ll do it. But it?ll be my way. I?ll tell you when we start but after that you have to let me do this the way I want?. My husband eagerly agreed and, as proof of his arousal, he shot a geyser of semen into the air.
That is how, a month later, I came to be sitting on the sofa in John?s apartment living room, kissing him deeply, tongues working at each other, as he felt my tits. My blouse and bra were off and John?s big dark hands were hefting my tits and playing with my nipples. He drove me crazy and I didn?t resist when he began unbuttoning my slacks and working them down, followed by my panties. I opened my thighs wide so he could feel my cunt and know how wet I was. I?m not sure how John managed to get his own pants off since he was fingering my cunt pretty good but when I ran my hand to his crotch I felt a really big cock. I broke our kiss to look at it. I guess it was almost ten inches long and very thick. In my hand it felt so warm and powerful and just looking at my slender fingers wrapped around its girth was hypnotic.
?You are so big!? I whispered hoarsely, my hand moving up and down its length. ?You like it?? John asked in his deep voice. ?Oh yeah,? I stared at that big dick, stroking it steadily. ?Keep stroking,? John told me as if I needed it. Together we watched my hand slowly pump his gorgeous black meat. I moved my head downward, resting on his stomach to watch close up. It was like a big, dark cucumber except it was warm and gently throbbed in my hand. I knew what it was like to feel hypnotized. ?I?m gonna cum,? John hissed. I kept pumping. John groaned and I watched, fascinated, as a thick column of silvery-white sperm rose almost ten inches in the air before splattering over my hand, dripping off. More of his semen arced up adding to the heavy mass layering my hand. On impulse I covered the head of his cock with my mouth, sucking down the semen there, lapping the shaft and the cum on my hand. His cum had a musky, slightly salty taste that left a mild metallic after-taste in my mouth. I sighed and sat back, humping my hips as he finger fucked me. The deep climax he gave me was like nothing I had experienced. We sat there holding each other, my tits pressed against his chest.
?You want to fuck?? John asked me. He was so direct it surprised me, even though I had just jerked him off and eaten the load. I shook my head. ?Not now,? I told him and smiled. ?But we will, I promise?. I couldn?t stop thinking of that big cock.
That night when I stroked my husband I realized there was no comparison. I didn?t mention that John and I had been together and when my husband asked, I told him it would happen soon enough.
I began seeing John frequently ? like 2-3 times a week after work. We fucked the very first time after I had jerked him off. His dick was a bit thick to get in my cunt easily but I was so turned on I worked hard at it, feeling it inch up into me until he was ?balls deep? as they say. He fucked me so good I cannot adequately describe it. All I can say is that every woman who has had a black man fuck them knows how good it is. I was so hot and was fucking so hard I didn?t care when John told me he was going to cum. His load was huge. I felt like he had given me a semen enema in my cunt! And as any white woman knows, once you?ve had a black cock in you there?s never enough.
The one concern I had was about getting pregnant. I always let John fuck me bareback and he always gave me a huge load of sperm. But for a couple years now my OB-Gyn had told me that my tubes were so narrow it was nearly impossible for me to get pregnant. I understood what that meant but after each fuck with John I always wondered just how safe those very narrowed tubes were. My husband, of course, was delighted I let John cum in me. He didn?t realize how it was bonding John and I closer and closer, all he knew was that his wife was fucking a black man regularly and taking his cum. The girls at work knew John was fucking me regularly and I think they may have been envious. Most of them had had his big dick in them but none as frequently as me. At work, among us girls, they began calling me his girlfriend. I would laugh about it but knew there was a lot of truth to it.
In mid December John asked if I?d like to go away with him for a weekend. My husband was all for it, telling me he?d handle things at home and that if I decided to go it would be one time he wanted details. I debated John?s request for a couple days and then agreed. We left on a Friday night for a weekend in the mountains; John had rented a ?honeymoon suite? and we both anticipated a wonderfully hot time of sex.
Maybe it was being so far from home and on my own with this big, good looking black man I now thought of as my boyfriend, maybe it was just the way the honeymoon suite was laid out ? regardless, I never felt so totally uninhibited. I couldn?t wait to get into the king-sized bed and fuck. When John began kissing me and fondling my tits my hand went right to his gorgeous black dick, pulling it to me. My heart was racing, my mouth was dry, I was breathing fast and my cunt was so wet the sheet under me already had a big wet spot on it. I knew our sex was intense and I knew our feelings for each other was as intense but John took things to another level that night ? with my total acceptance.
I lay on my back, legs spread and drawn back, bent at the knees so my cunt was opened wide. I ran my hands over my cunt, gently fingering the hole as I watched John prepare to mount me. ?You want my black dick?? he asked, looking down at me. I nodded, ?You know I do,? I answered. John pressed the head of his cock at my hole, making me stiffen and hump my hips at him. ?Tell me then,? John said, teasing me. I reached down to grip his fat cock. ?I want your black cock,? I told him, gasping, ?I want it in my white cunt. I want it fucking me?. John teased me more, pushing just the head up into me and keeping it there. ?I?m gonna make you my woman tonight,? he said quietly but firmly. I was straining to capture his dick. ?I already am,? I heard myself say, ?You know it. Everybody knows it?. John smiled. ?I?m gonna make you my bitch,? he told me, gently pushing his cock into me. I was tossing my head back and forth. All I wanted was him fucking me. ?I?ll be your bitch,? my voice was raspy with lust. ?I?ll be your white bitch.? John nodded, bending his head to suck my tits. It drove me crazy and I was climaxing before he was even all the way in me. I opened my thighs wider, wanting him deep in me. ?Let me own you,? John whispered, ?tell me you?re my whore?. I heard his words and knew what they meant. I didn?t care. I?d do whatever he wanted. ?Yes?yes,? I was whimpering now. ?I?m your whore. You own me. My body is for you. I?ll give you pussy anytime you want?. With that, John sank all the way into me. I just sighed and immediately began fucking on his cock. He ran his hands over my thighs, my tits, down to hold my ass cheeks and he began thrusting in me, making my body jerk in time to his rhythm.
?This pussy is mine,? he whispered in my ear. I ran my hands over his back and nodded vigorously. ?Only?yours,? I promised him, ?Only your cock goes in me?. John began fucking me in that fantastic rhythm he has. ?I want everybody knowing? he told me, ?Everybody knows you?re my woman and only fuck me?. I didn?t care, everybody at work knew already, or at least suspected. I didn?t give a shit if they knew how deep things were now. As I humped at John I held him with my thighs, my arms around his neck and unleashed all my desires. ?I?m your whore,? I hissed, ?your big dick can live in my cunt?I?ll do anything you want and don?t care who knows?. John grunted, gripping my ass cheeks tighter and shoved his dick hard into me. I could actually feel his load of sperm hose down my cunt. It was a massive load, maybe bigger than any other he had shot in me. And he didn?t stop. John kept moving in my soupy hole until he was hard again and we started fucking all over.
I sucked off John?s dick, my mouth moving up and down the heavy black shaft, my hand cradling his heavy balls. John?s hands were on my head and he had me look up into his face as I sucked. With a deep moan John gushed a load of semen into my mouth, so heavy that strings of cum dripped from the sides of my mouth. I showed him the gray goo in my mouth before swallowing, feeling the load slip into my stomach. Another load splattered my face leaving it a dripping mass of sperm. I was giggling and eating as much as I could when John called room service for some food. To show him I was serious about being his bitch, his whore, he had me answer the door when room service knocked. The guy delivering the food just stared at me ? my face was creamy with cum, my big tits were bare and jiggling as I opened the door and my cunt was drooling sperm in a long, wiggling strand.
We fucked the entire weekend. I was so horny and delirious for his cock I did anything he wanted. When we left on Sunday afternoon I walked thru the lobby in a very short skirt, no panties and with my blouse unbuttoned to the navel so my tits were bared to the nipples. We stopped twice on the way home so I could suck John?s dick and eat the load. By the time I came thru the front door of my house I knew I was John?s bitch and whore and that there was no turning back.
I got pregnant during the wild weekend. I have no idea how it happened except to say black sperm is ultra potent. I am incredibly happy ? I have a baby in my belly now and I don?t care that I?s black. At work all the girls know the baby is Johns ? they think it is ?hot?. My husband isn?t thrilled but even he has to say how sexy he thinks I am. For me, well, my belly is swollen and bulges heavily ? so heavily you can?t see my cunt. My tits have gone from a D-cup to a DD-cup with the nipples now wide and distended. I?m due in another month and I don?t care who knows I am a black man?s whore now, not even my husband. It was his dream, right? His dreams became real.
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My husband thought it would be really hot if I began an affair with John. I confess John is a turn on. He works with me and from the moment we met the two of us flirted and, in time, the flirtation became more than light-hearted fun. I knew John had screwed most of the other women at work but it was a special feeling knowing he seemed to have a particular interest in me.
I am certainly no centerfold although my husband and plenty of other men have complimented me on both my looks and body. I am 5?4? tall, could stand to lose a few pounds in my opinion, I am a 36D (wishing my boobs were smaller) with a 26-inch waist and 36-inch hips. I have a full bush on my pussy although I keep it trimmed in summer.
I told my husband about John and at first I thought he might get jealous but, instead, he got aroused. I am pretty sure the fact that John is big and black has a lot to do with it. I couldn?t really understand it at first ? my husband wanting me to let a black guy fuck me. I?m no prude and had my share of cock before we got married and, like many white girls, I was always curious about black men and sex, but until this situation with John arose I was never serious about it.
Anyway, as time went on my husband seemed to become focused on me and John. I didn?t mind, okay? My husband?s interest and encouragement allowed me to be pretty open with my flirting to John ? going out after work with him for drinks, seeing him in a group setting when folks from work went out at night, etc. But nothing sexual occurred although John and I joked about it. My husband, however, was determined that something had to happen. Our sex life was about average I guess, we fucked a couple times a week until my husband hurt his back and was told by the doctor not to engage in any really active sex. So we adjusted our sex to the point where he ate me (and he is VERY good) and then I?d masturbate him. I discovered my husband LOVED me jerking him off and, as a side benefit, whenever I wanted something ? either to buy or do ? if I brought it up when I stroked him I was likely to get it. And it was during one of our sexual times that things came to a head about John.
?I think it?d be hot for you to see John?I mean sexually? my husband whispered to me as I stroked his cock. I had heard it all before and simply replied, ?Uh huh?. My husband persisted. ?I?m serious,? he said, ?you know I have been telling you for a long time now?. (It was true, he had.) ?Wouldn?t you find it wicked?? he asked. By this time I knew the only way I?d get him to let it go was to just do it. ?Alright,? I told him quietly, ?do you really want me to start screwing him?? My husband immediately answered, ?Yes, all you want?. I pressed closer to him so he could feel my big tits against him. ?Do you want to know everything that goes on?? I whispered. To my surprise my husband shook his head. ?No,? he said, ?Just so I know you and John are doing it?. I wasn?t sure if he?d stay that committed to the idea but I decided to go ahead and try. ?Okay,? I finally agreed. ?I?ll do it. But it?ll be my way. I?ll tell you when we start but after that you have to let me do this the way I want?. My husband eagerly agreed and, as proof of his arousal, he shot a geyser of semen into the air.
That is how, a month later, I came to be sitting on the sofa in John?s apartment living room, kissing him deeply, tongues working at each other, as he felt my tits. My blouse and bra were off and John?s big dark hands were hefting my tits and playing with my nipples. He drove me crazy and I didn?t resist when he began unbuttoning my slacks and working them down, followed by my panties. I opened my thighs wide so he could feel my cunt and know how wet I was. I?m not sure how John managed to get his own pants off since he was fingering my cunt pretty good but when I ran my hand to his crotch I felt a really big cock. I broke our kiss to look at it. I guess it was almost ten inches long and very thick. In my hand it felt so warm and powerful and just looking at my slender fingers wrapped around its girth was hypnotic.
?You are so big!? I whispered hoarsely, my hand moving up and down its length. ?You like it?? John asked in his deep voice. ?Oh yeah,? I stared at that big dick, stroking it steadily. ?Keep stroking,? John told me as if I needed it. Together we watched my hand slowly pump his gorgeous black meat. I moved my head downward, resting on his stomach to watch close up. It was like a big, dark cucumber except it was warm and gently throbbed in my hand. I knew what it was like to feel hypnotized. ?I?m gonna cum,? John hissed. I kept pumping. John groaned and I watched, fascinated, as a thick column of silvery-white sperm rose almost ten inches in the air before splattering over my hand, dripping off. More of his semen arced up adding to the heavy mass layering my hand. On impulse I covered the head of his cock with my mouth, sucking down the semen there, lapping the shaft and the cum on my hand. His cum had a musky, slightly salty taste that left a mild metallic after-taste in my mouth. I sighed and sat back, humping my hips as he finger fucked me. The deep climax he gave me was like nothing I had experienced. We sat there holding each other, my tits pressed against his chest.
?You want to fuck?? John asked me. He was so direct it surprised me, even though I had just jerked him off and eaten the load. I shook my head. ?Not now,? I told him and smiled. ?But we will, I promise?. I couldn?t stop thinking of that big cock.
That night when I stroked my husband I realized there was no comparison. I didn?t mention that John and I had been together and when my husband asked, I told him it would happen soon enough.
I began seeing John frequently ? like 2-3 times a week after work. We fucked the very first time after I had jerked him off. His dick was a bit thick to get in my cunt easily but I was so turned on I worked hard at it, feeling it inch up into me until he was ?balls deep? as they say. He fucked me so good I cannot adequately describe it. All I can say is that every woman who has had a black man fuck them knows how good it is. I was so hot and was fucking so hard I didn?t care when John told me he was going to cum. His load was huge. I felt like he had given me a semen enema in my cunt! And as any white woman knows, once you?ve had a black cock in you there?s never enough.
The one concern I had was about getting pregnant. I always let John fuck me bareback and he always gave me a huge load of sperm. But for a couple years now my OB-Gyn had told me that my tubes were so narrow it was nearly impossible for me to get pregnant. I understood what that meant but after each fuck with John I always wondered just how safe those very narrowed tubes were. My husband, of course, was delighted I let John cum in me. He didn?t realize how it was bonding John and I closer and closer, all he knew was that his wife was fucking a black man regularly and taking his cum. The girls at work knew John was fucking me regularly and I think they may have been envious. Most of them had had his big dick in them but none as frequently as me. At work, among us girls, they began calling me his girlfriend. I would laugh about it but knew there was a lot of truth to it.
In mid December John asked if I?d like to go away with him for a weekend. My husband was all for it, telling me he?d handle things at home and that if I decided to go it would be one time he wanted details. I debated John?s request for a couple days and then agreed. We left on a Friday night for a weekend in the mountains; John had rented a ?honeymoon suite? and we both anticipated a wonderfully hot time of sex.
Maybe it was being so far from home and on my own with this big, good looking black man I now thought of as my boyfriend, maybe it was just the way the honeymoon suite was laid out ? regardless, I never felt so totally uninhibited. I couldn?t wait to get into the king-sized bed and fuck. When John began kissing me and fondling my tits my hand went right to his gorgeous black dick, pulling it to me. My heart was racing, my mouth was dry, I was breathing fast and my cunt was so wet the sheet under me already had a big wet spot on it. I knew our sex was intense and I knew our feelings for each other was as intense but John took things to another level that night ? with my total acceptance.
I lay on my back, legs spread and drawn back, bent at the knees so my cunt was opened wide. I ran my hands over my cunt, gently fingering the hole as I watched John prepare to mount me. ?You want my black dick?? he asked, looking down at me. I nodded, ?You know I do,? I answered. John pressed the head of his cock at my hole, making me stiffen and hump my hips at him. ?Tell me then,? John said, teasing me. I reached down to grip his fat cock. ?I want your black cock,? I told him, gasping, ?I want it in my white cunt. I want it fucking me?. John teased me more, pushing just the head up into me and keeping it there. ?I?m gonna make you my woman tonight,? he said quietly but firmly. I was straining to capture his dick. ?I already am,? I heard myself say, ?You know it. Everybody knows it?. John smiled. ?I?m gonna make you my bitch,? he told me, gently pushing his cock into me. I was tossing my head back and forth. All I wanted was him fucking me. ?I?ll be your bitch,? my voice was raspy with lust. ?I?ll be your white bitch.? John nodded, bending his head to suck my tits. It drove me crazy and I was climaxing before he was even all the way in me. I opened my thighs wider, wanting him deep in me. ?Let me own you,? John whispered, ?tell me you?re my whore?. I heard his words and knew what they meant. I didn?t care. I?d do whatever he wanted. ?Yes?yes,? I was whimpering now. ?I?m your whore. You own me. My body is for you. I?ll give you pussy anytime you want?. With that, John sank all the way into me. I just sighed and immediately began fucking on his cock. He ran his hands over my thighs, my tits, down to hold my ass cheeks and he began thrusting in me, making my body jerk in time to his rhythm.
?This pussy is mine,? he whispered in my ear. I ran my hands over his back and nodded vigorously. ?Only?yours,? I promised him, ?Only your cock goes in me?. John began fucking me in that fantastic rhythm he has. ?I want everybody knowing? he told me, ?Everybody knows you?re my woman and only fuck me?. I didn?t care, everybody at work knew already, or at least suspected. I didn?t give a shit if they knew how deep things were now. As I humped at John I held him with my thighs, my arms around his neck and unleashed all my desires. ?I?m your whore,? I hissed, ?your big dick can live in my cunt?I?ll do anything you want and don?t care who knows?. John grunted, gripping my ass cheeks tighter and shoved his dick hard into me. I could actually feel his load of sperm hose down my cunt. It was a massive load, maybe bigger than any other he had shot in me. And he didn?t stop. John kept moving in my soupy hole until he was hard again and we started fucking all over.
I sucked off John?s dick, my mouth moving up and down the heavy black shaft, my hand cradling his heavy balls. John?s hands were on my head and he had me look up into his face as I sucked. With a deep moan John gushed a load of semen into my mouth, so heavy that strings of cum dripped from the sides of my mouth. I showed him the gray goo in my mouth before swallowing, feeling the load slip into my stomach. Another load splattered my face leaving it a dripping mass of sperm. I was giggling and eating as much as I could when John called room service for some food. To show him I was serious about being his bitch, his whore, he had me answer the door when room service knocked. The guy delivering the food just stared at me ? my face was creamy with cum, my big tits were bare and jiggling as I opened the door and my cunt was drooling sperm in a long, wiggling strand.
We fucked the entire weekend. I was so horny and delirious for his cock I did anything he wanted. When we left on Sunday afternoon I walked thru the lobby in a very short skirt, no panties and with my blouse unbuttoned to the navel so my tits were bared to the nipples. We stopped twice on the way home so I could suck John?s dick and eat the load. By the time I came thru the front door of my house I knew I was John?s bitch and whore and that there was no turning back.
I got pregnant during the wild weekend. I have no idea how it happened except to say black sperm is ultra potent. I am incredibly happy ? I have a baby in my belly now and I don?t care that I?s black. At work all the girls know the baby is Johns ? they think it is ?hot?. My husband isn?t thrilled but even he has to say how sexy he thinks I am. For me, well, my belly is swollen and bulges heavily ? so heavily you can?t see my cunt. My tits have gone from a D-cup to a DD-cup with the nipples now wide and distended. I?m due in another month and I don?t care who knows I am a black man?s whore now, not even my husband. It was his dream, right? His dreams became real.
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