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« am: Mai 25, 2011, 08:35:30 am »

Barbara's Cuckold Story - 7
by Hotmombarb


The phone rang, once, twice, three times and then I
heard James voice from the other end. "Hello?" He said.

"Hi, this is your slut, Barbara," I said.

"You're a wanna-be slut. Why do you want to be my
slut?" he said.

He wasn't making this easy. He was going to make me
demean and humiliate myself, and make me submissive to
him first.

"I miss you, I miss your cock. I missed you ever since
I got home Sunday night. I bought the dildo and butt
plug you told me to buy and I've had my ass stuffed
with them for the past 24 hours. I realized I wouldn't
have done this if I didn't want to be your slut. I
visited Carla today, and she invited me to join her
Zebra Club and I think I want to accept. I'll need your
help, if I'm to pass the initiation phase." I said.

"So you want to cross-over to the Dark Side. He said.

"Yes," I said.

"You're ready to admit, that you need a black cock only
to bring you to the height of sexual fulfillment and
that only big black cocks can give you satisfaction?"
He said.

"Yes," I said.

"Yes what?" He said.

"Yes, I need big your black cock, your black cock can
only satisfy me. Big black cocks are only what I think
of from now on. I want to be like all those other wives
on the web sites."

"Youre ready to admit that you're a white man's wife,
but a slut for a black man's cock."

I was telling him what he wanted to hear, but not
whole-heartedly believing it myself yet.

"Yes." I said. "I still need to learn and experience
more, and I need your help if I'm going to be able to
take 13 black cocks in one evening at Carla's club."

"So you want to become a slut queen," he said.

"Yes and Carla has invited us to join her at her house
this Saturday. She's invited 2 new guys and 2 other
couples for a small party. She said I could be
initiated into the club within two weeks before they
have their next Zebra Club party." I said.

"Well, you've got a lot of experimenting and
experiencing to do then. I'm pretty tight with my First
Sergeant, and I've got some compensation time due me.
I'll see if I can take Friday off and get together with
you Thursday night. And I'll have to get a couple of my
friends to take care of the other details that we will
need to accomplish. Are you ready to take a crash
course in black sexing? He said.

"We'll find out, won't we? I said.

"Exercise your cunt, anal and mouth muscles and be
prepared for taking black cocks in all three holes
simultaneously, abusing you and pleasing you for about
four hours. You'll love it and hate it, but you'll
endure it, because you've never had anything better,"
he said.

"Ok," I said. "David wants to see you and me having
sex. Can we shoot some more pictures and videos and let
me do the directing, I want to tease him, and build it
up as I send him pictures every day."

"Yeah, well, let me be there when you e-mail them and
read his replies. All soldiers are brothers, and I
don't want my brother not concentrating on his job and
getting himself killed, because he's worried about who
is wife is fucking. If he's ok with it, then ok. If
he's not, then you'll have to change your plans," he
said.

"He's ok with everything that I've told him so far. The
next step is to see if he still gives me the ok after
seeing the pictures and videos," I said.

"I'd like David to be my friend and not my adversary. I
don't want him to consider me a threat, just because
I'm having sex with his wife. I don't want you or
anyone else's wife denying their husbands sex just
because they prefer sex with black men for the obvious
reasons," he said.

"You don't sound like the other black men on the web
sites that I've seen. They behave very possessive of
the white wives they have had, and use it to humiliate
the husbands with it," I said.

"Yeah, well I wasn't brought up in "The Hood". You act
like your suppose to act and expected to act based on
your environment. The Army is my environment now, and
it's second nature for me to be responsible for my
actions. Some of the blacks in the club are just role-
playing, and some are serious actors, if you get what I
mean." He said.

"Ok. So you'll call me tomorrow and let me know when we
can get together again?" I said.

"Yeah, but either way, don't forget your exercises
morning, noon and night. A cucumber would be a good
variation, and think positive. Keep telling yourself
how much you want this to happen, that pleasure will
replace pain and after its over, all you'll receive is
pleasure." He said.

"Hahahahaha! I'll buy a fresh one tomorrow," I said.

It had been a long day, and I was tired and horny and I
had a lot to think about. Carla wanting me to join her
Cuckold Club, David verifying that it was ok to fuck a
black guy and wanting to see the pictures and videos
and James telling me to exercise my mouth, cunt and
asshole to take 13 black cocks in four hours.

I removed the butt plug, washed it off, took a shower
and went to bed. I inserted the dildo in my ass, turned
on the video of James and me, and wondered what David
would think of me when he actually seen the pictures
and videos of me having sex with James big black cock.
I decided that I wouldn't hold back my emotions when
the camera was running; he was going to see how much I
really enjoyed it when James was fucking me. If he
really wanted to be a willing cuckold, I would find out
in our first conversation after he seen the video. I
exercised for about an hour, masturbated myself to
orgasm and fell asleep.

I spent all day at work the next day to keep my mind
off of sex. I went shopping and bought the cucumbers
among other things. They looked much bigger when I
thought about sticking them in my mouth, cunt and ass,
rather than in a salad.

I really needed to watch the videos again and think
positive thoughts as I attempted to insert the
cucumbers in my mouth, cunt and ass imagining they were
big cocks in me. That night and the next afternoon, I
made little progress, and told myself that even a 13"
cock couldn't be as big around as a cucumber.

Then the phone rang. It was James.

"Are you ready to start your training as my slut?" He
said.

"Yes," I said. "If that means I can have your beautiful
cock to practice with, instead of these inanimate
objects stretching my holes."

"My First Sergeant gave me four days off, so I don't
have to work again until Tuesday. So I'll have time to
give you so very intense training. I'll be there in an
hour, leave the garage door open and the lights off, so
your neighbors won't see. Strip down to your heels,
hose and garter belt so that the presents I have for
you to wear stand out." He said.

"Ok," I said. "I'll leave the garage door remote on a
box, by the driver's door, so you won't have to get out
to close the door," I said.

"When I come in the door, greet me with a kiss, drop my
pants, and suck my cock like I taught you until I cum
in your mouth. Understand?" He said.

"Of course!" I said.

He hung up, and I hurried to straighten up the bedroom
and turn down the covers on the bed, take a quick
shower and get dressed in the few articles of clothing
that James wanted me to wear.

I knew that I was going to get fucked for the next four
days like I've never been fucked before by James big
black cock, and possibly by some of his friends also,
if I was ever going to pass the initiation to become a
Slut Queen in Carla's special group. Right now I was so
horny, I was ready for anything and would do anything,
but how would I feel about it by Sunday. I felt like a
slut, but would I become a slut for James, his friends
and others at the club.

I went into the kitchen and sat down to wait for James
arrival. The garage door was up and the remote door
opener lay on a box within easy reach for James to use
to close the door.

Moments later I heard the sound of a car engine
entering the garage, the door was activated to close,
the car engine was turned off, the car door closed and
footsteps approached the kitchen door.

Continued in part 8...
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