Barbara's Cuckold Story - 5
by Hotmombarb
Again, I woke up before James, and made some coffee. I
was still too tired to cook breakfast, so I logged on
into the computer and checked out the websites that
James had saved for me. I thought back to my college
days, when I first heard the phrases, "Once you try
black, you'll never go back" and "Once you go black,
you'll always go black!"
Was it just a phrase? I was beginning to think it had
some truth in it. Derek was my first black lover, and
he gave me the strongest orgasm, that I have ever
experienced at that point. Was it seeing a black cock
penetrate my white cunt, was it because it was taboo,
was it because black cocks were longer and thicker,
than any I have had until then? Was I going to become
like those other wives on the website, needing black
sexing on a regular basis, preferring black cock to
white cock, being a slut or whore for my black lover
and his friends. Would I cuckold my husband, denying
him to have sex with me, or allow him sloppy seconds
after letting my black lover have me first?
Whenever James's cock is hard and throbbing inches in
front of my face, or his cock is buried full length,
pressing against the walls of my cunt, I want him and
only him as my lover. Would I someday have my pictures
and stories on websites like this?
David wanted and enjoyed seeing me have sex with a
variety of white men, and then would have sex with me,
to show that he was just as good as they were. Would he
still allow me to have sex with James or other black
men, if he was clearly unable to compete with their
greater size, stamina and ability to produce more cum
than he was able to?
"Sex, sex, sex. That is all women ever think of, once
they try black. James said, when he came into the
living room wearing only his boxer shorts.
He pulled up a chair, and sat next to me. His hand went
between my legs, feeling my wet pussy. "What's turning
you on so much?" He said.
"Everything," I said. "But why are black men so
dominate and treat women as sluts?"
Because women want a man, who's in control, not just in
sex, but also in all aspects of life, and women want to
be submissive. Women may want a partnership lifestyle,
but want their men to take charge once in a while.
Their men get so used to sharing everything with their
women, that they become wimps, and never make a
decision on their own. Black men realize this, and
dominate their women openly and with direction. Black
men have more between their legs than white men, and
women's pussies can accommodate 10" or more of cock, so
why settle for 6" when you can have more. The more cock
a man has, the more orgasms a woman will have.
"That's definitely true," I said.
"Go get the cameras," he said, "and we'll see if we're
porn star material."
I went to the bedroom and got the cameras and brought
them to the living room. I got the cable from the
computer desk drawer and hooked the camera to the
computer. From the expressions on my face, almost all
the pictures showed me hot, horny and a slut for black
cock. Especially the close-up pictures of me sucking on
James's huge cock.
James then started E-mailing the pictures to himself.
He said not to worry, as that the pictures and video
would only be seen by him, unless I wanted to send some
to the website that I was looking at, or to my husband.
I told him, NO, don't show them to anybody else.
He said ok, he wouldn't and then hooked the video
camera up to the DVD recorder.
I couldn't believe how erotic I looked in the video. My
eyes and my expression showed how much I enjoyed
sucking his black cock. I was so into it, I looked like
I was receiving so much pleasure from kissing, licking,
sucking and fucking his cock, that I would never be
satisfied with anything less. The verbal directions
that James whispered to me, couldn't be seen or heard,
and made my vocal comments make me look even more like
a slut for his big cock.
Whenever I heard one of my comments on the tape, I
would feel embarrassed and could feel a shiver go up my
back.
I told James this and he said that's what it's like
when a woman experiences great sex, she can't contain
her emotions and has to vocalize what she feels.
My pussy started getting wet from watching the erotic
scene on the TV, from the first minute of the tape. Now
it was leaking like a sieve, as I listened to my
cravings of wanting James to fuck me. Begging him to
give me all his cock, to fuck me like a slut, a whore
and to never stop fucking me. As I watched him fuck me
on TV, his fingers explored my wet pussy again.
"Damn girl, that gets you hot, doesn't it?" James said.
"You like watching a nigga taking you, fucking you like
a slut, don't you?"
"Yes," I said. "It looks hotter than any porn movie
that I've ever seen, your big cock looks so sensuous
and powerful, just watching it makes every nerve in my
pussy come alive."
"Go ahead and stroke it, while you watch it fuck your
hot cunt on the screen," He said. "Remember how good it
felt, sliding in and out of your cunt, stretching you
so good, bringing you off like no other cock in your
life."
I reach over and took his semi-hard cock in my hand and
began to stroke it, and within seconds, my phallus was
hard and ready to pleasure me or be pleasured by
me again. I looked up at the TV screen to see James
fucking me hard and deep, and I couldn't believe that
the long, thick black cock that my hand was stroking
could possibly fit into my tight white pussy and cause
me to experience so many orgasms.
I was being torn by wanting to get on my knees and
worship this beautiful cock with my mouth, lips and
tongue and watching the sensual scenes on the TV. At
that moment the house could be on fire and I wouldn't
have noticed.
James said. "Do you think we should send David a copy
of this tape? Let him see how his wife became such a
slut for my black cock?"
I said, "No. I mean I don't know. He wants me to send
pictures of my sexual experiences, but I think I had
better lead up to it, before I do."
At that time, the tape stopped and James led me back to
the bedroom. He told me that today was my day to have
his cock anyway that I wanted, as much as I wanted, in
any position that I wanted. I sucked his big black
cock, swallowed his thick creamy cum and fucked him for
the next six hours, in a variety of positions.
I was fucked raw and tired, by the time we called and
quits. We cleaned up a bit and I drove him back to the
barracks. When we arrived, I leaned over and grabbed
his cock, as I gave him a long tongue probing kiss
goodbye.
He said, "Give me a call Friday, but only if your ready
to become my slut, my bitch, a whore for my black cock.
Call me if your ready to give your married white ass to
me anytime I want, for me to take you as my woman and
for me to share you with my friends as I want. I want
you to buy a big black dildo and butt plug, and
practice taking it in you ass, because the next time, I
will take your married white ass, and want you to be
ready for it."
He got out of the car and closed the door before I had
a chance to respond.
As I drove back home, I thought about what he said,
setting the conditions under which I could call and
meet him again. I took a shower when I got home and
went straight to bed. I was exhausted from all the
fucking and sucking, but my hands went straight to my
pussy and my thoughts were of James huge cock. I was
missing his big black already.
I went to work the next day, and my thoughts stayed
with James and the great sex we had all weekend. My job
allows me to do a lot of my work from home, but I
usually put in a full day at the office on Mondays,
gathering all the new purchase requests for the week.
My thoughts were also buying a butt plug and dildo that
James said I should get to prepare my ass to take him.
I knew where I would go to buy it.
There was a popular adult video store on my way from
work that I would pass on the way home. I left work at
4:00 PM, and went straight to the video store. There
were about 10 men and five women shopping there at the
time. I found the sex toy section and browsed the anal
toy section for more than ten minutes before picking
out the one's that I thought I could accommodate.
When the sales clerk saw what I had, he said, "Is your
lover this big?"
I replied, "Bigger."
He blushed, and put the items in the bag.
When I got home, I went straight to the computer to see
if James had e-mailed me. No messages. I then logged on
to one of the inter-racial web sites that James had
saved on the computer for me, and read more about what
other women had to say about black sexing.
When I initially viewed the site, I thought that I was
like "some" of the women on the site. Now as I viewed
the site, I thought I was like many of the women there.
I liked a man that was dominant and I liked the fact
that sex with James was Taboo. I found that having sex
with a man with a much larger cock could be more
satisfying. The sight of a black cock entering my white
cunt could be such a visual turn-on. Would I willingly
cuckold David, or was it something that David wanted.
I stayed on the website for about two hours. I wanted
to see more, but I was so sexually turned-on, that I
needed some sexual relief. I took the videodisk of
James and me having sex and my new sex toys to the
bedroom. I put the disk in the player, got a tube of
anal lube from my drawer and put a liberal amount of it
on and in my asshole, and coated my black dildo with
some more.
I learned to take David's 7" cock in my ass, and I knew
I could eventually take this black monster or James
cock also, but that it would take longer to
accommodate.
I hit the play button, and then the slow motion button
on the player, watching myself as I sucked James cock
and placed the head of the dildo against my bum hole.
As I applied pressure on the dildo, it started to press
against my asshole seeking access to my insides. As the
head tapered wider, the stinging pain increased, but it
was not an unbearable pain. I knew from previous
experiences with David what to expect.
I concentrated my thoughts on the video scenes before
me of James and me, and the actions of the dildo
second. I fingered my clit as I rotated and push the
dildo further, and after a while I had the head in me
and I could concentrate on taking its length in me inch
by inch. After several minutes I had about 5" in my
ass, and started it stroking my ass, in and out, back
and forth and I started getting some semblance of
pleasure instead of pain. I increased the pressure
taking a centimeter at a time, as I withdrew it and
pushed it forward again and again. At times, I would
feel a sharp jabbing pain, so I repositioned the dildo
at a different angle and the pain would dissipate.
After about a half hour, I had about 9" inserted, if
James fucked me deeper than that, I felt that I could
accommodate him. I tried different positions; on my
back with my knees bent, on my side, on my knees
(doggie style) and in the sitting position. I felt most
comfortable on my back, so I assumed that position. I
had 9" in my ass, and began stroking it back and forth
about 2" at a time while I fingered my cunt, and watch
the video of James and me.
I came close to cumming several times, but stopped and
let it pass. After fifteen minutes, I couldn't hold
back any longer, and gave in to my need to cum. It was
the strongest orgasm that I had ever given myself. I
got up and used the restroom and washed it off and
placed it in zip lock bag.
I returned to the bedroom and tried my other toy. I
inserted the butt plug. After stretching my ass with
the dildo for over a half hour, the plug inserted
somewhat easily. I continued watching the video and
fingering my cunt, and soon drifted off to sleep, with
the thought of James big black cock filling my ass.
**
When I woke the next morning, I was aware of the plug
in my ass, but it felt comfortable there, not an object
restricting my movements; but I removed the plug and
examined my asshole with a hand mirror. My hole was big
enough to put four fingers inside easily. I wash it off
and took a shower and re-inserted the plug. I wanted to
see how much longer I could keep it in.
I fixed some breakfast and then I started to do my work
from home on the computer. I found from experience,
that if I put off getting my work done, something would
come up, and I would work late into the night to catch
up, and I had to see Carla later that day also.
I finished my work about ten-thirty and called Carla to
see if our date was still on.
She said it was, and to come over as soon as I could.
She lived only three blocks away, and I said I would be
there in about an hour. I figured she wanted to hear
the juicy details of her matchmaking of James and me.
She would, and also would offer me to join in inner
circle of special friends.
Continued in part 6...
