Jamaican Addiction

I came back from my vacation to Jamaica knowing I was addicted to black cock. My hot pussy tingled all the flight home as I remembered the incredible fucking I’d had on the beach. I found myself checking out every black man that I saw — on the plane, at the airport, on the street. I was like a hungry predator! I wanted MORE! I’d never been able to be this bold before, and I loved it. I checked out every hot black stud I saw, from head to toe, staring as obviously as possible at their crotches. I even got turned on when there was no way I was going to get any. I saw a gorgeous guy out with his family in a restaurant, and I stared at him, smiling and licking my lips. His cock shot to attention and he was mortified! I prick teased the hell out of him, loving that he was so turned on. I’ll bet his wife got an incredible screwing when they got home!

I got back into my work routine easily. Life was somehow better since I’d discovered what I needed. I felt great, very confident, and alive sexually. It showed, too. One of the girls asked me what my secret was. I would have love to have seen her face if I’d said “HUGE black, cum-filled cocks!” I’d been back at work only a couple of days when I had to take walk some files over to the marketing department. I didn’t go there often, so most of the people there were strangers to me. I asked where the department head’s office was, and they waved me over to a big corner office. I went in and stood completely still, staring at the man behind the desk.

Damn, he was beautiful. Incredible. Skin the color of chocolate. Tight kinky black hair. Large eyes that looked black. He was dressed immaculately in silver-gray tailoring. He looked up at me politely and said “may I help you?” in an accented voice. I twitched as I heard the sound and thought “JAMAICAN!” I cleared my throat, smiled professionally, handed him the folders, then didn’t let go as he grasped them. We played tug of war with the folders for a few seconds before it occurred to me to let go. We chatted idly for a few minutes, with me staring at him, eating him with my eyes. Gradually, he realized what I was thinking. At first he looked stunned. He sat back in his leather chair and regarded me, his face expressionless. His body, however, had ideas of its own, and the pants of that expensive suit could not conceal his thrusting cock.

I stared directly at his crotch and licked my lips. He stood up suddenly to relieve the pressure on his throbbing cock. He walked silently to the door, shut it and locked it. He walked back to the desk, lifted the phone and told somebody to hold his calls and reschedule a meeting. He then looked at me with an expression that was fierce and dangerous. “I like it nasty, pretty white lady,” he said softly. “If you aren’t into that, get the fuck out of here now.” I responded by silently unbuttoning my blouse. He stood and watched me strip down to my hot, hungry pale body, his eyes going over me like a touch. He stripped off all that wonderful business attire, and walked toward me, his 11″ swollen rod pointing the way. Damn, his cock was gorgeous! Thick, with huge veins. His cockhead was huge. He was uncircumcised. His balls looked like they were so full they could burst. Heavy, black, furry weights behind that rockhard shaft. His precum oozed out in a stream. He stood in front of me, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and kissed me hard, his tongue invading my mouth, impaling me, nearly going down my throat. One hand closed on my right tit and squeezed hard. I moaned, and he did it again, then moved his mouth to the tit and sucked my nipple until it was a bright pink bullet. He sucked both my nipples so hard that I was squirming with ecstasy.

He spun me around suddenly, grabbed my wrists and pulled them behind me. He tied them together with his silk tie, then spun me back. His eyes glowed with triumph. “Mine,” he whispered hoarsely. “This beautiful white body is all mine.” He took my mouth again, thrusting his tongue in, sucking my tongue into his mouth. His slick cockhead slid on my belly. He was so damned hard.

He put me on his couch, lying me on my tied hands. He looked at me, admiring my helplessness, letting his lust build to an uncontrollable level. “Beg,” he said. “Beg to suck my cock.” I let out a version of a helpless whimper, then begged to have his huge, black, savage fuckstick in my mouth. He mounted my shoulders, and rubbed his cock against my lips. “I’m going to fuck your mouth,” he said. Suddenly, he yanked me up and turned me so that my head hung off the edge of the couch, my legs going up the back and to the wall. He slid his cock in my mouth, and started to pump. His huge rod worked its way over my tongue to the top of my throat…and in. He slid his cock in and out, grunting each time he felt my throat. “All of it,” he gasped. “Every inch inside you. Suck it all. Take every fucking inch of it in your sweet white mouth.” He fucked me harder and harder, and my pussy burned with arousal. I was helpless before him. He could do any nasty thing he wanted to me. And I wanted him to do it all.

I felt his cock swell and throb, and it filled my throat. I didn’t think I could take much more, when he pulled it out suddenly and shot an incredible amount of cum all over my face and tits. That huge black cock just kept spurting stream after stream of hot cream all over me. I licked and lapped at as much as I could.

He yanked me and the sofa cushions unto the floor. He made a pile of the cushions, then spread me over it, my head down, my ass up in the air. The first thing he did was spank my white ass to a rosy pink, then slide his tongue over the hot, silky skin. He bit me a couple of times, marking me, then I felt his fingers start to probe my cunt. My pussy was so wet and swollen, his fingers slid right inside. He was mumbling something in another language as he worked my cunt. I felt his hardening cock brush against my leg and moaned in appreciation. His hand moved, demanding, forcing itself into me until I realized he was fist fucking my cunt. I felt so full, so stretched. So blissfully violated as I imagined that dark arm disappearing into my tight hole. He fist fucked me hard, gasping as he watched his hand pump in and out of me.

I’d never known such a combination of pleasures. Nasty, kinky pleasures. The feeling of complete submission, given so easily. Being a pleasure toy, a white fucktoy for my black stud. Having that fist fuck my cunt, taking me the way he felt like taking me, giving me the most incredible pleasure/pain I’ve ever felt. The images flashing through me head. White ass. Black fist. I soared up to a peak and stayed there, my slurpy cunt tightening on his fist. He gave it to me harder and deeper, muttering things under his breath. I was his bitch, his whore, his cunt, his hole, his white sex slave…and on and on until he had to clamp a hand over my mouth when I climaxed screaming.

He withdrew his fist from my trembling hole, then stuck his cock in it and fucked me savagely. Harder and harder, slamming me down on my pile of cushions, grunting over me like an animal in heat. It was wild! He fucked like he didn’t give a damn, long hard strokes for his pleasure. His hips pounded my ass and his balls swung against me like. Gasping loudly, sweat pouring from him, he fucked my cunt until he exploded, filling me with his load. He stayed hard, and kept fucking my cum filled cunt, the wet sounds seeming so loud in the room.

When he pulled his cock out, he thrust his fingers in to coat them, then went to work on opening my asshole. He probed me with one finger, working it in and out, then finally fucking me hard. He added a second finger. I felt his rigid cock against my ass, the head burying itself between my cheeks. He leaned down and put his mouth to my ear, and for a moment I heard the controlled, intelligent voice of the marketing department head. “I’m TAKING your sweet young white cherry ass,” he whispered. I nodded my understanding and agreement to his fantasy…then began to struggle, begging and pleading for him to let me go, not to do it, not to stick that huge THING in my helpless, untouched bottom.

He groaned his appreciation, then threw himself into his role — slamming his cock up my ass, weighing me down with his body, his palms flat on the floor beside my head. He rode my ass so fucking hard, every inch of his pole buried inside me. It felt like his cock was going right up into my body. My hole had never been so stretched. It was the hardest, nastiest, dirtiest ass fucking I’d ever experienced. Each time he slammed his cock home, I slid forward from the force. I wiggled as I slid off the pillows unto the floor, and he kept pounding me. I was in a state of insane sensation. Everything I felt was pleasure. The rough scrape of the carpet on my skin, the violent force of his cock, the pressure on my tied hands. Listening to his grunting, primitive pleasure, feeling his sweat drip onto me. He fucked my ass into a wide-open fuckhole that existed only for him to use.

All I could do was take it — and I took it all. I had never known I’d enjoy such a rough, nasty, dirty fuck, but I loved it. I loved what he was doing to my body. He knew, and it drove him over the edge. He pumped my ass full of cum, and that incredible cock stayed hard again! He kept on fucking his sloppy hole. He was driving me to the point where I couldn’t take anymore. I started to beg for him to stop. The more I begged, the harder my clit got. Overwhelming pleasure. Building…building…as he relentlessly fucked my asshole.

When I came, the intensity was too much, and my vision began to darken at the edges. The room spun around. I felt detached, floating. Finally, I drifted back to awareness. There was a whole world of sexual pleasure opening to me, and I didn’t have to take a plane to get it my nasty Jamaican fucking.

Three White Babes Do A Black Stud

I couldn’t get him out of my mind. I’d picked him up in a singles bar, fucked his brains out in the men’s room, and he was haunting me. I could still feel that long, thick ebony shaft sliding in and out of my white ass. I could hear, feel and taste his helpless passion. Damn, the man was sex standing upright. And Lisa, my hot, horny best friend, was NOT helping. She had to hear the story over and over again, with all the details, as she lay back and fucked the hell out of her cunt with her huge black cock-shaped dildo. (She did use it on me and give me release. There’s only so much I can take!)

Darrell and I exchanged flowers, notes and phone calls throughout that week. I learned a lot about him. I learned he was the most passionate of men, but…due to one thing or another…had never had the opportunity to live out those passions. That’s when the idea started to grow in me. I was going to give Darrell every fantasy he’d ever had.

I was the first white woman he’d ever fucked, and he loved it. I talked it over with Lisa, who wanted some of Darrell’s huge cock so bad she couldn’t walk straight. Lisa suggested a mutual friend named Sherry as a third. Now, Sherry was something to see. Tall, lush, lush curves, huge tits, very long auburn hair and big innocent green eyes in a lovely porcelain face. Sherry liked her sex hot, nasty and often. She, too, had developed a taste for thick, black cocks.

Friday night, Darrell showed up at my door expecting a quiet dinner. His eyes went huge as I opened the door completely naked. There was an immediate thrust at the front of his pants, and his mouth eased into a hungry smile. I pulled him inside and he stared at Lisa and Sherry, who were also naked, and his jaw dropped open. Somewhere between “what?” and “huh?,” the three of us had him stripped naked on the floor, his arms spread out, wrists tied to the couch, and his legs spread out, each ankle tied to a chair. He laid there, eyes wide, mouth open…his huge black shaft bolt upright and pouring precum.

Sherry mounted his face and lowered her shaved pussy to his mouth. I grinned as I saw his thick tongue dart out and thrust inside her. She moaned happily and rode his mouth as he licked and sucked her cunt. Lisa and I moved to his hips, her on one side, me on the other. We grinned at each other, exchanged hot kisses, then lowered our mouths to that enormous rod. She licked up on side as I licked up the other, our tongues playing with each other as we got to the creamy head. We licked, sucked, and nibbled until his hips twitched. Lisa ran her fingers over his heavy balls. “Mmmmm….” she mumbled, still tonguing his cock. “Full load here. Hot, creamy full load.”

Sherry had been reduced to guttural grunting noises, eyes half closed, body racked with spasms. Darrell had sucked in her clit HARD and used teeth and tongue to drive her over the edge. Lisa and sucked his cock and watched appreciatively as Sherry’s huge tits bounced with the force of her orgasms. She came as long as she could, then had to throw herself sideways to the floor and roll. She lifted her head and stared at us bleary-eyed. “Fuck,” she said weakly. “Holy shit fuck.” Having experienced Darrell’s relentless clit-sucking, I just smiled and nodded. When Sherry was mobile again, she came and knelt between Darrells’ dark muscular legs, hands pressing her huge white globes together. Lisa and I sucked harder and harder until his back arched, his toes curled and that rocklike cock let loose its load… spurt after spurt of hot cream that splattered all over Sherry’s tits. She trailed her fingers through the cum, coating her nipples, licking her fingers. Lisa and I got her positioned over his face, huge creamy tits hanging down, and watched as he licked his cum, his thick muscular tongue sliding all over the smooth skin.

Darrell’s cock had stayed hard, even after that big a cum. Lisa gave it a couple of fast sucks, then threw a leg over him, guiding the shaft into her wet, tight cunt. She shuddered as she eased every inch of him inside her, impaling herself. “Wow,” she said, her hips beginning a slow rotation. “Wow.” Darrell watched her as she fucked him, grinning. She pinched her nipples hard, and massaged her tits, putting on quite a show for him to watch as she ground herself down on his cock. Sherry and I gathered our toys and knelt on either side of Lisa as she fucked him. She leaned forward, putting her tits on his chest and sucking his tongue. I gathered his balls and rubbed them gently against Lisa’s ass. Darrell moaned appreciatively.

Sherry lubricated a finger and worked it into Lisa’s tight pink asshole. I heard Lisa giggle at the expression on Darrell’s face as he felt Sherry’s finger rub his cock through the wall of Lisa’s cunt. He tried to say something, but the sound was cut off by a huge pleasure-moan as my slippery finger slid into his tight asshole. Sherry worked Lisa’s ass until she had two fingers moving easily, then picked up a vibrator. She grinned at me wickedly, pressed the vibrator tip against the pink pucker, and slid it in. Lisa gasped, lurching back demandingly, wanting every inch inside her hungry ass. Sherry switched it on.

Darrell nearly shot his load as he felt the vibrator tingle the entire length of his cock. His hips rose as he humped at Lisa’s vibrating, clutching pussy. As he moved, I slipped another vibrator into his ass. His body went rigid in disbelief at the intensity of the sensations. Lisa closed her eyes, locked her knees around his hips and lay still on top of him, gasping softly. Sherry held the vibrator solidly up Lisa’s hole, and I held the one in Darrell’s. The combined sensations drove them both insane. They both let it build, and build, and build….until Lisa started to shriek incoherently, her soft round ass wiggling. She came BIG…her pussy tightening around the ebony pole inside her. Darrell gasped once, went rigid, and cum poured out of Lisa’s cunt. Sherry and I fucked both assholes until they begged us to stop.

When Lisa was able to stand again, we had her stand with her dripping pussy over Darrell’s face. His cum oozed down her thighs. Sherry and I licked her clean, hot pink tongues poking into every crevice to get it all. He watched us, smiling, his unbelievable cock half hard. We licked and sucked at Lisa until she came again and nearly collapsed. Then I got on my hands and knees over Darrell’s chest, my ass cheeks hovering over his face.

He raised his head and ate my ass, tongue thrusting hard. I teased him by moving just out of his reach. He yanked at his ropes, but was tied fast. I lowered my ass again, and he bit it, sucking at the softness to brand me, then sucked at my hole. It was ecstasy. I could feel my hot cunt get so wet, my clit feeling like a cock, so hard and swollen. I held my ass in place as Sherry and Lisa worked my hole. They both fingerfucked my ass as he watched. When my hole was ready, they helped me squat over his pole and guided it into my ass.

Darrell raised his head, eyes huge, and watched every inch of his shaft slide slowly into my tight white ass. “Damn,” he said reverently. “Damn, damn, damn.” I settled down on his hips and began to move. His cock felt unreal in that position…a telephone pole up my ass! I squeezed my tight ring around him and he gasped. “Fuck,” he said. “Fuck, your ass is tight. Fuck me!” I bounced on his cock, slamming it DEEP inside me, the pleasure/pain incredible…one hand going to my engorged clit, the other to squeeze my left nipple. Lisa and Sherry knelt on either side of me and took charge. I went limp, like a human fucktoy, and let them move my body. I closed my eyes, and that doubled my pleasure. I had no idea who was rubbing my clit, or who was stroking my ass, or whose mouth was fastened tight on my nipples. They did something to Darrell to cause him to gasp and thrust. I moaned as his shaft went deeper than before.

They fucked him with my asshole as he humped madly. When I finally exploded, shrieking, it was the biggest orgasm I’d ever had. It was probably the biggest orgasm ANYONE has ever had! I felt the hard pulse of his cum in me. My ass overflowed, and he kept thrusting. Eventually stars burst in front of my eyes, and every part of me went numb. I laid on the floor and listened to fuck sounds until I drifted off to sleep and some very, very nasty dreams.

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Johnnie B. Feels So Good

Hey this is another one of my stories. This time the stud’s name is

Johnnie B and I got the hots for him the first time I laid eyes on

him. Johnnie B as his friends call him, is about 5 foot 10 and about

175 pounds with a gorgeous face, and very caring way about him.

Johnnie B thought that I was probably prejudice against blacks. One

day one of my best friends, came up to me with an ice cream cone he

was eating. Kevin is black and I told him why didn’t he bring me one.

Kevin told me, here take this one and I will go buy me another one.

Johnnie B said you really aren’t prejudice are you? I said why do you

say that and he said because if you were at all prejudice you would

never eat after a black person. I told him, color doesn’t matter to

me, it is what is in the person that really counts.

After this time, everytime I laid eyes on Johnnie B, I was so turned

on by him. I would go home and dream about the day whenever I could

convince him that I wanted to be with him. I finally had my chance to

let Johnnie B know exactly what I thought about him. I saw Johnnie B

one day when I was shopping at the mall. I told Johnnie B to follow me

into a store and help me pick out some sexy underclothes. He told me

that if he went with me, once we left the store, I could go home with

him, and model everything so he could actually see what it looked like

to see me in sexy underclothes.

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I have always fantasized about getting my wife to have sex with other men especially a black man. But every time I brought up the subject she acted as she was not interested.

Let me describe my wife Linda she is 33 years old 5 foot 6, long blond hair, she has 38c breasts and a beautiful round butt. She looks a lot like a young Kim Basinger with bigger breasts. As for me I am 43 years old, 5 foot 9, 175 pounds average size cock.

My fantasies always involve my friend Mike. Mike is 6 foot 2 about 225 pounds very muscular and very black with a large cock that I have seen in the locker room. I have told Mike about my fantasy and he told he was willing if we could figure out a way to seduce her.

I put a plan into action; I started renting hard core movies to spice up our sex lives. After a few weeks I made sure the movies included interracial scenes. I also started to notice that she seemed more enthusiastic every time they showed a black guy fucking a blond.

One day she innocently asked “if all black men were as big as they appeared in the movies”.

I said “No but many are including our friend Mike.”

She then started asking me questions about Mike and how big he was. I told her I wasn’t sure exactly how big he was when he was hard but he was at least 6 inches long hen soft. She was really getting into it as I described mike’s cock to her.

The weeks turned into months but I noticed that she started renting movies herself to bring home and they were always interracial. One day, I told her that all the money we had invested in the stock market was lost and we were flat broke and that we needed to make extra money.

I showed her an ad looking for models. She said she was not comfortable having strangers taking pictures of her and I told her I had a solution to the problem I would take the pics and sell them to the magazines, and we would recoup most of the money we lost. She was okay with the idea, then I told her to make the maximum amount of money we needed her to pose with another person preferably someone black because they paid more for interracial pictures, and of course, I suggested Mike as the model.

She agreed to try it out but that she could stop at anytime if she got uncomfortable and she only wanted to take lingerie pics not nudity, I told her that would be fine.

So the weekend came along and I called Mike over, as he entered the house you could tell that Linda was really nervous, she had on her house coat with a light blue teddy underneath.

We all went into our bedroom and Mike began to undress down to his boxers, the whole time Linda could not keep her eyes of him as she noticed the bulge in his shorts. I asked Linda to taker off her house coat so we could begin. As Linda removed her house coat I told her to stand in the corner and I told Mike to stand next to her and to help her take it off as I began taking pics. Mike black hands looked so dark next to Linda’s skin. When her robed was removed I asked Mike to stand behind her and to kiss her neck. That is one of Linda’s weaknesses and I knew I could get her hot by having Mike kissing her there. I made sure to take my time as I took the pics. Mike had his hands wrapped around her stomach as he kissed her neck and you could see Linda beginning to melt.

I asked Linda, “Is it okay for Mike to lower your straps off your shoulders it will look real sexy?”

She just nodded and Mike began to lower the straps as I clicked away. I instructed Linda to reach behind her and to grasp Mike’s ass. I heard Linda gasp because as she reached back to grab his ass he UN-intentionally pulled him into her and she could feel his hardness on her ass. I nodded to Mike and he lowered the straps even further exposing her breasts, Mike then raised his hands and cupped her breasts as I clicked away. I then told them to stop and take a break as I reloaded the camera.

I then told Linda it was silly to go this far without taking a few nudes since all the money we would make was in taking nude pics. She agreed to let me take a few nudes of the two of them. I told Mike to sit on the edge of the bed and for Linda to stand next to him. He them began to slowly lower her panties as I took more pics.

After she was nude I told them to switch positions and I instructed Linda, “Honey slowly take his boxers off for the camera.”

Linda wrapped her fingers on either side of his boxers and slowly lowered them until Mike’s hard on sprang out and hit her on her chin which startled the hell out of her. She was staring at this beautiful big black cock that must have been ten inches.

I told her “Linda grabs a hold of it so I can take some real sexy pics.”

As in a daze Linda took a hold oh his cock as I clicked away, she was slowly stroking him without me telling her to do it. I told her to get a little closer to it so it would look like she was blowing him. She put her mouth within an inch of his cock as I clicked away. I then told them I wanted to take some other pics so Linda reluctantly let go of his cock.

I told them to get on the bed, and for Linda to get on her knees and Mike to kneel behind her. I told Mike to point his cock at her ass as if he was about to fuck her. Mike did just as I said but I told him his cock needed to be closer to her ass. Mike proceeded to lay his cock on her ass as I took more pics of the two of them, by now Linda was super horny; she had that glazed look on her face that only I knew. I told Linda that I could not get a good shot unless she reached behind her and pulled her ass apart for the camera. So Linda obeyed my wishes as Mike got even closer and aimed his cock at her pussy. I told Mike to put his cock close enough so It looked like he was about to fuck her. Mike put his cock so close that his cock was touching her pussy hairs. I told Mike to get a little closer and his cock was now touching her lips. I told them not to move as I clicked away.

I then nodded to Mike and he pushed his cock into her pussy as fast and as hard as he could, I heard Linda gasp as she felt Mike’s cock invading her pussy and Mike started to fuck her real nice and slow as I took more pics. Linda had her face buried in the pillow as Mike fucked her good. I gave up all pretenses of taking pics and took out my cock and masturbated as I watched the two of them fucking. Mike pulled out and laid on the bed and I watched Linda raise one leg over him and lower her pussy onto his hard cock slowly descending inch by inch until she was fully impaled. I watched Mike grab her ass as she rocked up and down on his cock. Mike then flipped her over and put her legs on his shoulders as he really fucked her hard, I heard Linda started to scream as she came and Mike erupted into her pussy as he exploded with a huge orgasm.

When he pulled out you could see all the sperm leaking out of her pussy that now looked like a cave because Mike’s cock was so big. Linda had this beautiful smile as I cam up to her and she grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy and begged me to eat her out.

What could I do? So I licked her pussy thoroughly as Mike got dressed
and left our home. She thanked me for having the best time of her life
as I crawled up and sank my cock in her pussy and fucked her the rest
of the night.

Now all I have to do is to convince her to lick Mike’s wife’s pussy, but that is another story.

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DIRTY PICTURES

For the past thirty-some minutes Reverend Thomas Peterson had been looking in astonishment at the latest packet of pictures of his wife with someone else. But unlike the ones earlier where she had been on a filthy mattress in what appeared to be a skid row bar surrounded by a group of seven black men, this setting was different. A living room, looking very much like his own and this time only two Negroes were with her.

His cock was so hard it hurt and he was unable to stop the feelings of arousal that these pictures, just as the ones before had awakened in him, after all, Preacher or not, he was a man. Pushing himself from his desk slightly he unzipped his pants and a second later had his cock in his hand and was slowly massaging up and down it’s skinny four inch length. As Reverend Peterson’s hand came up and rolled over the knob of his dick, his eyes glanced over the group of six photos laid out before him. In each photo there were two men either singularly or together with his wife, but the three he found most arousing were almost identical. In those it showed his wife kneeling on a couch between the two men. In the first photo an almost coal-black Negro whose cock was almost twice again as big as his own, both in length and circumference, had pushed about four inches of his dark instrument of virility between her lips. Behind her small kneeling form, what looked every bit like a 250 pound linebacker with skin the color of hot cocoa and a cock as equally large or perhaps larger than the other Negro had pushed maybe five or six inches into her sphincter.

In the second photo the man behind her was holding her small wrist in one huge hand forcefully pulling her arms behind her, while the fingers of his other hand were twisted in her shoulder length reddish blonde hair much the same way a cowboy’s might be when holding onto the mane of a horse to keep from being bucked off. This duel action not only forced her head up but also caused her back to arch just enough so that her breast, which had been mashed into the top of the couch in the previous photo, now hung above it leaving her sensitive nipples to just barely graze the top of the overstuffed cushion. There were signs of stress to her neck and shoulders from the strain applied but it seemed to him the purpose was not to harm her but to allow the deepest penetration possible. The goal of which had been achieved for not only were his wife’s pretty lips around the base of the coal black cock but her nose was pressed into his kinky pubic hair, while behind her it looked as if a piece of paper wouldn’t have gone between his wife’s buttocks and the man’s groin, leaving little doubt that every inch of his dark instrument was embedded deep in her rectum. Faster the Reverend’s hand moved as he looked closely at his wife’s pretty face, finding it astonishing that she had swallowed all eight plus inches.

The third and last picture was almost identical to the other two except the angle had changed slightly and where before the two dark cocks fucking her were deeply embedded they were now plainly and in all their glory visible. The large cock glistening with her salvia had been withdrawn from her mouth and was inches from her parted lips and there were strings of cum joining them together while in and around her opened mouth and across her cheek as well as down her chin were thick globs of spunk. Behind her the top of her buttocks and the small of her back were smeared with a vast amount of cum, while the cock which had been reaming her ass hole was resting on the small of her back and had a thick globular string streaming from it’s oversize head joining her naked white flesh to that of its midnight blackness. His shoulders, then his whole body shuddered and as his eyes closed a guttural groan escaped from his labored lungs as he ejaculated, most of which stained his hand while a weak small squirt landed on his pants.

Moments later, as his body quit shuddering, he opened his eyes to look again at the picture and then down at his deflated cock and the thin almost watery spunk staining his hand and he wished that his cock was more like the one his wife had been sucking, both in size and in the amount and thickness of cum it had produced. Taking several Kleenex, he wiped his hand as well as his cock of all traces of ejaculation and then he put his cock back in his pants before opening a drawer and depositing the pictures with the other thirty or so he had received over the last three weeks. What in heavens name was wrong with him? He should be destroying these pictures; not saving them. Of course if he were any type of a man he would have confronted Angelia weeks ago when he’d received the first set of pictures, well maybe the second set because the first had only been of her fully clothed.

The skirt worn in the photos was much shorter then she normally wore and in one photo where she was exiting her car the skirt had ridden so high it was plain to see she wasn’t wearing panties. Without thinking who might have taken them or when, he had simply thought that she had sent them as a way to excite him because over the last year he hadn’t really been paying very much attention to her sexually. But then in the weeks that had followed packets with anywhere from four to six photos inside would suddenly and mysteriously appear on his desk twice a week. Always different, always very explicit and each set seemingly trying to outdo the ones previous. Now with this latest assortment, the collection totaled close to fifty pictures and he couldn’t help but wonder if there were still others as well as why was she doing such nasty things with other men, and Negros at that. But then mixed with his astonishment at the sexual depravity the pictures depicted a measure of disappointment overcame him with the thought that these might be the last and he silently prayed it wasn’t so, that he would indeed receive still others. At the same time it dawned on him to ask himself a couple of very important questions. If they were the last he received, who in heavens name had taken them or why, and what could the person possibly want or hope to gain? As he pondered these things he thought back on the four years he and Angelia had been married, a marriage that until he’d started getting the pictures he’d thought of as satisfying and good. (more…)