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I Need The Big Black Cock        I'm a southern girl; I grew up around blacks all my life, and even though there's always been a barrier between the races I've had a secret desire to fuck some of the black studs I knew in school and around our neck of the woods. So at the age of 29 after seven years of marriage, when my husband and I felt it was time to add some spice to our lives and it wasn't a huge jump for me to think about making my secret fantasy a reality. My husband, Tony, after looking at all the stuff I'd downloaded for the past year or so seemed very aroused by interracial sex, and wife sharing in general. We had fantasized about having one or another black man I knew in a threesome many times when we fucked. Then one day Tony began suggesting that he would really like to see me fuck a black men. I didn't know how to go about finding the right guy, I didn't want to catch any nasty diseases and since I wasn't into the bar scene I didn't really know any of the black men in our area. Some of the black men where I work as a secretary were constantly hitting on me, but I had always turned them down. I was flattered by their attention, but up until this time I hadn't been looking for a black boyfriend, or any boyfriend for that matter. Then an opportunity occurred. Some friends from work threw a Halloween Party, and Tony and I were invited. Tony didn't really know anyone there, but we went for the fun of it. He dressed as a sheik and I went as a harem girl dressed in see-through pants and a tiny bikini. (If I say so myself, I think I looked every bit as sexy as Barbara Eaton did on I Dream of Jeanie.) The party was a lot of fun, and as the night wore on we danced away. The black guys from work were there and they loved my costume. When I danced with them, each wanted a quick feel -- which they got, and it only made me hornier. I told Tony about it and he encouraged me to flirt with them. By this time he desperately wanted me to have sex with a black guy so everything seemed perfect. Later in the evening I found myself sitting on a sofa with Shaun, one of the black men from work. He had come as a Calypso dancer, wearing thin cotton pants with a drawstring and a baggy cotton shirt. We laughed and talked, but all I could think about was Tony's (and my) fantasy. Then Shaun put his arm around my shoulders at one point and drew me closer. When he kissed me his tongue went into my mouth and I accepted it. We turned to each other; his hand went to one of my tits and he felt me up. Nervously I put my hand on his crotch and felt an enormous swelling there. We kept kissing and I was getting even hornier, thinking of that black beast under my hand with only the flimsy material of his pants separating us. Slowly, Todd maneuvered me over until I was on his lap, my legs straddling his and his cock pressing against my pussy from underneath. Then he began gyrating under me and I felt his cock growing harder. "Let's get away somewhere where we can be alone," he whispered into my ear. I wanted to do that, but I wanted Tony to know about it. I reluctantly pulled myself from Shaun's lap and went to Tony who had been watching from a secluded spot across the room. As a matter of fact, most of the people there had been watching! I told Tony what Shaun wanted. He nodded his approval and I went back to tell Shaun the good news. He stood up, took my hand and led me up the stairs to the bedrooms. As soon as we entered the room we embraced and kissed and I whispered, "Fuck me Shaun," in his ear, opening his pants and pulling out his cock. It was everything I had hoped it would be--big, thick, long and shiny charcoal black. I held it in my hand, rapt by the size and thickness of it. I pushed Shaun down on the bad and straddled his lap. Having pulled off my harem pants and bikini I sank down on his wonderful dick. When it entered me I couldn't believe how good it felt. My pussy opened up like it had never been opened before. I felt like a boa constrictor taking its meal. I sank all the way down on it and we rocked into a fucking motion. Shaun unfastened my bra and brought both of my boobs to his mouth and sucked them one at a time between his thick lips. I just leaned my head back and rolled my hips enjoying all the wonderful sensations. When I looked down all I could see was my hairy cunt and his black belly. We fucked and fucked. Groaning with pleasure Shaun closed his eyes and thrust up at me. We did this for several minutes until he changed position, rolling me off on my back and spreading my legs. Shaun rubbed his cock up and down my open pussy and then slid it in. I felt wonderful to be filled with black cock. Then he fucked me hard, holding my ass cheeks and grinding into me. I couldn't get enough. I wrapped my legs around him and my hands dug at his black ass. I came hard, my whole body quivering with excitement and release. In a flash I realized this was what I had been missing all my married life. I felt him tensing up to cum. He rammed his cock deep inside me and then finally began shooting his hot sperm into my cunt. It just kept spurting and spurting. When Shaun finally dismounted his semen ran from my open pussy and dripped down my inner thighs onto the bedspread. I found that after that experience that I loved the sex and the very idea of fucking a black man. In the following weeks I went out with several of the black men at work and always ended up fucking them. By late December I found out I was pregnant. I also learned I had been knocked up at that Halloween party. It was definitely Shaun's black baby in my white belly. The evening of the day I found out, I lay in bed with Tony, jerking him off slowly as we talked about my interracial sex. I finally got the courage and said, "I'm going to have a baby." Tony looked at me. "I'm pregnant," I said again, "And the baby is definitely going to be black." Tony stared at me, his cock growing hard as an aluminum baseball bat. I told him again about what I had learned. With a deep groan, my husband shot a huge load that flew a full foot into the air before covering my hand. Tony insisted I have the baby. He said that we could tell everyone that we'd adopted the child, that I could quit my job before I started showing. I agreed. But he also insisted I continue to date and fuck black men. I more than enjoyed the black cock I was getting - by then I felt like I was almost "addicted." My belly became big and swollen and my already big tits grew even bigger. Tony stopped cumming inside me because he loved to have me jerk him off over my heavy, bulging belly. He began calling me his "whore wife," and was ecstatic to have his very own "back man's whore." His whore wife had her black baby last July. We passed the child off as being adopted and everything was fine. I had wondered what my sexual desires would be after having a black man's baby. I wondered the same about Tony. I can honestly tell you that nothing has changed. I still date and fuck black studs, and I have a steady black boyfriend now. His name is Arron and he is hung massively. That's why I chose him. He fucks wonderfully well and we get it on several times a week. Interestingly enough, he wants me to have his baby now. My husband is excited beyond belief. He considers my cunt and mouth a natural reserve for "black men's cum." He loves for me to jerk him off as I tell him how much I prefer sex with black men. He always wanted a whore wife and now he feels totally fulfilled. I have willingly and enthusiastically agreed to be a whore for black men. For me there is simply no other alternative...

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