Jenny Becomes A Stripper

by Anonymous (mroberts142@yahoo.com)

Jenny, a young 22 year old, becomes a stripper after her husband asks her to. Young and firm, she begins her work, taking her clothes off for money. (M+F, wife, exh, voy, mast, oral, swing, smoking)

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I like a lot of men, fantasize about my wife Jenny having sex with other men. She has a fantastic body. She is 5' 5", 115 lbs, Blonde just longer than shoulder length hair, very firm boobs, only 34 C and that is being generous. She is a very proportional 34-25-35 body. Jenny is 22 and has graduated from college and looking for her career job.

I had mentioned this when we make love and she is not at all receptive to this at all. So I have been resorted to lurking on web sites and hoping some day it will change.

One day she was lamenting that she would like to make more money but her job as an assistant manager of a store kept her from working part time jobs due to her ever changing schedule from week to week. I agreed, since we both have loans to pay back and food to put on the table, I saw an ad in the paper of a strip club needing new dancers.

I suggested that this would work for her really well. Her job was closed and she was gone by 8 pm. She laughed and it never went any farther that night. I kept on keeping the ad from the paper folded and circled on the kitchen table and when I read the paper, I would mention it.

Finally she mentioned that she could get a wig and work at the job, but what if someone still recognized her. I suggested that a city a hour away with a large military population would be a better spot to work. There is a college just 35 minutes away that has college girl strippers and she would fit right in.

"You could not handle having other men look at me naked." Jenny commented

"Sure I could, look at the money you could make." I responded.

"You would not mind me rubbing up on a strange man, putting my boobs in his face." She responded.

"Nope, besides he cannot touch you back," I replied.

"Well, I don't know if I could show my ass to every one," Jenny went on.

"Most of the clubs are topless only, you would wear a g-string anyway" I added helpfully.

"I just don't know," she finally said.

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I went on line and found 2 clubs in the town I had mentioned to Jenny. One was a topless only, the other was totally nude. I showed Jenny the web site. Table dances were 20 bucks and were open every night except Monday. I also went and found her a web site run by other strippers so she could get some info and ideas on what was expected.

The idea was mentioned occasionally from time to time over the next month. Once at work, her and another worker were reading the want ads on break. Jenny mentioned that I had suggested that she try stripping.

"Can you believe that," Jenny said.

"Why not, you got a nice body," Emma said.

"Well for one, I don't have huge boobs!" Jenny replied.

"Not all guys like big boobs, you husband likes your boobs right?" Emma asked.

"Yea, he does, but how can he suggest I do this?" Jenny inquired.

"Well, he does value a dollar more than anyone I know."  Emma added, "Tell you what, lets both go and give it a try."

"You mean that?" Jenny asked.

"Sure, I am divorced and not a bad body... and the money might be good for a few hours work," Emma stated.

"Lets go there next weekend after work," Emma said.

"Ok, lets do it," Jenny agreed.

When Jenny got home, she told me about her talk with Emma. I told her I was all for it.

"Are you sure you would not mind some strange guy looking at my ass?"

I replied, "No, as long as you treat it as a job."

The rest of the week dragged by and finally it was Saturday. I was at work on night shift that week when she called me and asked me what she should wear. I suggested her jean skirt and a camisole top with an over shirt and heels.

"Should I shave?" Jenny asked.

"I am not sure that you will audition tonight, according to the web site you just meet the boss and set up a time to do that another night." I added.

"Well I will just in case," Jenny replied.

"Leave the landing strip," I commented back.

Jenny called said that she was leaving to pick up Emma and head on towards the club and see what happened. I nervously watched the clock, estimating the time it took her to drive there, go inside and check the place out. Well that time had passed and it dragged way past that. Finally the phone rang and it was Jenny.

"We are headed home."

"How did it go? Did you meet the boss?" I asked.

"Yea that and more..." She added.

"Emma is totally wasted, but I am ok," Jenny continued, "I will see you home, you should be off by the time I get there."

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For the next hour, my stomach was tied up in knots. Did she actually do it? Suddenly it became all too real.  Jenny walked through the door.

"Well, tell me all about it," I managed to choke out.

Jenny light up a cigarette and had a seat. For the next half hour, she told me what had happened. Her and Emma had arrived and talked for a few minutes before they came in. They were let in and found the boss, he was glad they had come by and told them about the club, what was expected and the pay. He asked them when they wanted to audition. They told him when ever was good. He said that normally he does not let them audition on a Saturday night, but tonight was amateur night and they were welcome to audition tonight. They said they would.

They both went to the bar and got a drink. They watched the real strippers do their work and tried to pick up on a few things. In a while, it was amateur night. The top prize was 300 bucks and there was only about a 20 girls there willing to try it. They had a quick shot at the bar and walked to the back and signed in. Emma made Jenny go first.

"I was so nervous," she said.

"What was it like?" I asked.

"Well, I tried to focus on the pole in the middle of
the stage and on the lights. I also tried to think
about other movies that had strippers in them and I
acted it out," she said excitedly. "I got up there and
began to move slowly, and tried to do it sexy."

She told me that there was lots of support from the
guys, who all whistled and cheered. She told me she
took off her outer shirt and then her camisole. She
continued to dance around in just her bra and skirt.
She told me it took a lot of courage to unzip her skirt
and let it fall to the ground.

Jenny said," at that point, I almost froze, but I
looked over at Emma who motioned for me to continue and
I finally got up my nerve to undo my bra and take it
off."

"How did the guys react?" I asked.

"Really good, very nice and finally my song ended and I
got to gather up my clothes and leave the stage." Jenny
went on," I did not get my few dollars that were on the
stage and someone had to bring it to me."

"Emma congratulated me and she went on next." Jenny
added, "But I was so embarrassed I did not watch her."

"Was it what you thought?" I asked.

"No, not at all, but I felt at one point that it felt
good being the center of attention."

Jenny told me that after the contest (she got 3rd place
and won 75 dollars). Her and Emma had a few shots at
the bar (guys were willing to buy them). The owner
asked her and Emma to come into the office and offered
them a job. He said that they have table dances and a
couch in the back part of the main room.

There was also a VIP room for more money and it was
kind of expected the girls to go commando during the
dance. No customer was allowed to touch the girls at
anytime. He even offered them to start that night and
at least try a few dances on stage since the contest
ended sooner than expected. They agreed and Jenny did
another 2 dances.

"How were they?" I asked.

"Not as bad as the first, towards the end of the second
dance, I began to look at the guys near the stage and
tried to dance just for them."

"How much did you make?" I asked.

"About 40 bucks for 2 dances, I was too afraid to do
any lap dances."

"What do the guys look like that are there?" I asked.

"Normal guys, lots of older guys, or young guys that
cannot get a date." Jenny answered.

Her and Emma talked to a few of the girls and found out
what it was like. They all told them that when they
felt comfortable to use the VIP room, because that is
where the money really is. Jenny put out her cigarette
and we went to bed and had some fantastic sex!

The next day, we went to a near by town that has
stripper outfits and I got her 4 outfits. One was a
pink tie bottom bikini and regular bikini top and a
black outfit of similar design. I told her since she
had such a trim body of a 18 year old, lets get her
these two outfits. One was School girl outfit with a
white tie in front halter, red plaid pleated skirt and
white thigh high stockings and the other was a kind of
girl scout outfit with beret and sash.

She said that I was a pedophile for picking out these
outfits. I told her that her body naturally lended
itself to these outfits Not to mention 6 inch clear
platform shoes to dance in. I told her that that would
give her a nights worth of outfits and she could also
use her Victoria Secret bra's and stockings, but we
ended up buying a few more thong's at the store, since
the rule is 1" strap on thongs on stage.

I got her to try some table dancing on me in the living
room and after much coaching she got the hang of it. I
taught her how to pick up the money, or to allow the
customers to put the money in various parts of her
costume. I told her to try a table dance when she felt
comfortable.

The next night, Her and Emma were scheduled to work.
They left around 9:00 pm and go in around 3:30 am.
Jenny walked through the door, exhausted, a cigarette
still in her mouth.

"How was it tonight?" I asked.

"Busy."

"Make plenty of money?"

"I sure did, Emma got me to try lap dancing, you mind?"
Jenny asked.

"No, how many did you do?"

"Not many, it took a while to get up the nerve... I
only did 5, but with the other dances, I brought home a
little over 400 bucks," she concluded.

"What all do you have to do for a lap dance?" I
inquired.

"Well, you get 20 bucks up front and a tip if you are
lucky." Jenny went on, "You go in there with your
outfit on and basically dance for one guy."

"There are about 8 other girls in there with their men
and you focus on your guy, He gets really close to
seeing your goods and it took me a while to actually
start touching them, but I did."

"Did you like that?" I asked.

"Not at first, it was weird. I finally got up the nerve and would watch the other girls and do what they did."

"What was that?" I pressed.

"You rub your butt on his chest and your boobs on his face, kind of like on stage, but he is not 4 feet away, he is right there." Jenny went on and nervously lit another cigarette.

"The real money is in the VIP room, but you got to do a-a... lot for that money," Jenny stuttered.

"Like what and how much money?" I went on pressing, all the time I could picture my your wife doing disgusting things with these guys.

"Well you get 50 bucks up front, you go in with only your g string on. You start to dance for him. There is only one other couple in there now and they are on the other side of the room divided by some black light beads." Jenny talked on, "You go commando, you know, no g string kind of early on. You also touch yourself a lot more, almost to the point of playing with yourself."

"Well, you like to masturbate, so what's the problem?" I asked.

"The problem is that he can pull his dick out and start to wack off, but that is extra. That is another fifty bucks, and when he gives you the money, you hand him a condom to put on." Jenny took a hard drag off the cigarette at this point.

I was about to explode just hearing this stuff, "You mean you end up screwing him?"

"No, that would be prostitution, he puts on the condom and he can touch his cock, but you cannot not, at least not with your hands."

"What can you use then?" I asked.

"Basically any body part but your hands, mouth, crotch or ass, they want no chance of accidental penetration and you get charged with prostitution," Jenny stated.

"Well, what do you use then?" I was now curious.

"You can use your boobs, rub your butt cheeks on it, put the top of your head in his crotch and rub. You can also put your legs on his legs and lay on the floor in front of him and play with yourself."

"So in short, just short of having sex, right?" I asked. "So how much do these girls make doing that?

"Well, once the condom comes out, your at 100 bucks already, and if you keep him going, he will keep tipping you until he finishes." Jenny added, "Some girls make as much as 300 bucks in there."

"Shoot, even 100 bucks, is 5 lap dances," I added.

"You're kidding, you want me to almost fuck these guys?" Jenny acted surprised.

"Only if you want to... I am ok with it if you are," I told her.

"I just don't know. I just don't know," Jenny finally said.

"Is Angie doing the VIP room?" I added helpfully.

"Not yet, but she has mentioned it to me," Jenny replied.

"Maybe you all can try it together the first time?" I went on, trying to get her to do it. My cock was about to explode just talking about it.

"Well, the weekends VIP room is full with the full time girls, but I will give it some thought for next week when I work Tuesday night, I still cannot believe you want me to try this." Jenny stated in disbelief.

I did not bring it up again, Jenny worked the next night (Friday) and she came home really tired. She kissed me good night and told me that she did really well, almost 800 dollars. She told me that it was easier doing lap dances now. She was making more money doing this 3 times a week than working her full time job. She asked her boss to let her go part time and increased her time at the club. She would go in early and have a few girls teach her new moves.

I did ask her when she left to go to work on Tuesday night to think about the VIP. Jenny was dressing a little sluttier now. She would now only wear a wife beater tank top (No bra....before she always wore a bra) and a pair of blue jean short shorts or camisole top and leather skirt on her way to work. She also only used to smoke when she drank, but now she was smoking more and even when we went out, she was looking trampier.

About 11:00 pm I got a call from Jenny's cell phone.

"Hey, Emma is trying to get me to go to the VIP room, I got a guy waiting on my answer... Are you sure it is ok with you." Jenny yelled into the cell phone.

For a moment I froze, was I really ready for this? "I am, are you?" I found myself saying.

"I'm good, see ya later," and Jenny hung up.

Now I had done it, Jenny was going to basically having sex with a stranger. For the next 5 hours I waited and stressed. I tried to imagine what it was looking like, what she was doing and who she was doing it for! I found myself feeling sick to my stomach, but having a hard on at the same time.

Jenny came home around 3:45 am. I was still up and had jerked off by then over a dozen times.

"Hey baby, how are you doing?" I asked.

"Bushed," as she collapsed in the chair.

"Tell me about your night?" I asked.

She told me that before she called me, that her and Angie had talked and she had agreed to try the VIP. She had done a few lap dances for some guys and one of them had asked her to go to the VIP room. That was when she called me. She said that she was nervous and went on and did it anyway.

This guy was in his 40's and kind of decent looking for a old guy and they went into the room. He sat in a living room type chair and gave Jenny the 50 dollars.  Jenny took off her bra top and started to dance for him. The music in there is separate and she used what ever songs that was at the time.

Soon she very nervously took off her thong. She kind of teased him as she did it, she turned around and finally slid it off her hips and down to her ankles. She keeps herself shaved except for a landing strip to show she is a real blonde. Now she said that she felt totally naked now. She was awkward at first, just standing there.

She began to dance again, letting her hands drift across her now hard nipples and lightly across her crotch. She would try to see what Sally was doing so she would put her butt facing him, she would look at the girl across the way (Sally) and see what she was doing? Jenny told me that she was grinding her butt crack against his crotch (Just like Sally was doing earlier).

Jenny then put her leg up on back of his chair, allowing him to get a good look at her crotch. She could not at first bring herself to touch herself down there. As she did the pose the second time, she was able to touch herself and look into his eyes. She said that she would then get on her knees and would rub her hair up against his chest. What really drove him over the brink was when she laid down in front of him and would slide her hands across her crotch, letting a finger in between her lips.

Finally, he asked her if it would be ok for him to get the condom now. Jenny paused and stuttered a OK.

Jenny went over to the shelf and got a condom out and walked over to him. He gave her another fifty and he unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock and put on the condom. Jenny told me that if felt totally different now!

"Why?" I asked, with a raging hard-on myself.

"Damn, he was naked for the most part! I was totally naked and now I had a naked man with a condom on in the same room with me, a stranger. You don't see that as a bit funny?" Jenny asked.

"Did you fuck him?" I nervously asked.

"NO!" Jenny replied.

"So, what's the problem? Go on with what happened next."

"Hey, your loving this, me performing for other men?"  Jenny finally caught on.

"Yes, aren't you?" I answered.

Jenny went on with the story. She tried to dance as before, but now she had a man with a condom on and lightly stroking it in front of her. It was at first a bit intimidating. She would rub and squeeze her boobs and slide her hands on down to her crotch area. Not really wanting to touch his dick, she looked over at Sally to see what to do now.

Jenny saw that she was rubbing her hair and head on or near her guy's crotch area. That was allowed, only the top of the head, not the side or anywhere near your mouth. Jenny got down on her knees and tried to do the same thing. She rubbed her head/hair all over his legs and finally worked up the nerve to have her head touch this old guy's crotch.

The guy quit jerking off and let her head and hair take over. He told her to rub her tits on his cock. She said that she looked up at him and told him that it was extra for that. He gave her another 20 dollars and she moved between his legs and rubbed her boobs on his crotch area.

"You were letting him titty fuck you?" I asked.

"No, I just let my boobs kind of slap at his dick from side to side." Jenny corrected. "We are not allowed to push our boobs together and to use them like that."

"I could tell that he was really enjoying it, so I asked him if he wanted me to continue, so he gave me another 20 bucks."

Jenny went on and told me how that she would let his dick rub up against one tit then the other. Finally she would let him slide his dick between her boobs. Jenny said that he liked that most of all. It was not a good titty fuck, since she or he was not pushing his boobs together.

"I would look into his eyes as I did this, wondering what the hell I was doing." Jenny said.

"That was when I felt my boobs getting warm and I looked down and saw that he was coming." Jenny added.

"Did he still have the condom on?"

"Yes, none of it got on me." Jenny stated.

She said that he liked it so much, that he gave her another 20 bucks.

"So you made 160 bucks for just letting your boobs rub against his dick?" I asked.

"Yep, not bad work... Are you mad?" Jenny asked.

"No."

"Did I get you hard by telling you that story?"

I replied honestly, "Yes you did."

"Sally told me that if I play with myself more at first, and use my butt cheeks to rub on him later, I could get the price really up more."

"Did you go to the VIP room any more after that?"

"Once more, but this fat guy didn't want to spend for the condom, I got another 20 bucks when I offered to play with myself for him." Jenny concluded.

I looked at Jenny as she got undressed and went down on me and thought that just a few hours before, she was doing this to a total stranger.

THE END

Ageless Beauty - 2

by Shooter3704 (jack2298@charter.net)The story continues... (MMF, exh, wife, gb, intr)***************************************I think it took a while for both of us to absorb what happened. We both spent some time reliving and rehashing that wonderful night to ourselves. We didn't actually talk about it except for the next day. It was almost as if we intentionally avoided the subject. I know sex between Lori and I was hotter than ever before. A couple of times I left work in the middle of the day to run home for a nooner."So how was it?" Alice Dithers asked coming into my office one morning about a week after the debauchery. "I'm tired of waiting for you to tell me about it.""I figured Lori had already told you," I answered somewhat surprised."She did," Alice said, closing the door behind her and taking a chair. "She told me how she felt, but I could figure that out myself. I been there and done that. How did you feel?""Ah, Alice, I'm not very comfortable talking to you about it," I said. "I mean, after all you work for me and...""Bullshit, Sammy," she said with a short laugh. "We both know you have a different relationship with all your employees. This isn't a typical workplace. How far do you think I'd get with a harassment suit with my tarnished reputation?" I shook my head. I hadn't been concerned with a sexual harassment claim. It was nothing more than Alice was a hot woman and I wasn't sure I wanted to relive my experience with her...or any woman for that matter."Come on, Sammy," Alice said with a big grin. "You know you're dieing to talk about it. You know I can keep my mouth shut, don't you?" She was right. I did want to talk to somebody about it. It was just too fucking good to keep to myself or even share with Lori."Yeah, I know you can keep secrets, Alice," I said coming to a decision. "Not here though. Let's take a walk." Since it was close to lunch time we picked up some sandwiches and went to a little city park a block from the office. We found a vacant picnic table and sat down. Alice sensed I was still reluctant so she started asking questions."Was it as good as you imagined it would be?" I admitted it was even better than I thought it would be. "When you saw his black hands on her white body what were your thoughts?""Major erection time," I answered with an embarrassed laugh. "It was one of the most erotic things I ever saw. His hands on her breasts nearly caused me to loose it. When he kissed her, I nearly creamed in my jeans. At first Lori was nervous, but she quickly settled down and went with the flow." I told Alice how I had fantasized and that I told Lori about it. She laughed when I told her that without talking to James, he followed my fantasy almost like a script."He's likes to call me names, too," Alice said. "Funny when you think about it. In everyday circumstances if some turkey called me a slut or bitch, he's be picking his teeth up from the floor. Fucking hard to get upset when you have your hand on a big cock and get called that. Go on, Sammy, tell me about when he shoved his cock in her the first time."I told Alice about me holding Lori's legs open for James. How I nearly shot-off when his big cock pushed into her pussy. I told Alice that I had been afraid to touch my cock because it was that sensitive. She laughed and patted my hand. I told her how the big black man fucked Lori over and over again and how Lori passed out a couple of time for short periods of time."Did James fuck Lori's ass?" Alice asked. "Oh yeah," I answered. "That was his grand finale.""James likes the less traveled road," Alice said with a smile. "Are you and Lori going to do it again?" Damn, she went right to the crux of the matter. I told her I didn't know. "Do you want to?" she asked softly. "Do you want to see Lori being fucked by a hard, black cock again?" "Yes, I do," I admitted. "I really do. I'm not sure if Lori wants a repeat or not. We haven't talked about it yet.""Then I'll let you in on a not too big secret. She does," Alice said smiling at me. "I'm not betraying a confidence because I told Lori I would tell you. If you ask her, she'll tell you, but she won't come out and say it. She loves you too much to take a chance on bruising your ego." She got up and gathered up our trash. "I have a two o'clock, so let's get back and see if we can make a few bucks."Alice went back to work and I went home. It was time for Lori and I to have a serious chat.***"Looks like you're done on that side," I told Lori. She was sunbathing nude on a mat by the pool. "Better turn over." She rolled over onto her back, smiling up at me. When her legs opened I could see a glint of moisture on her pussy."Hi honey," she said. "This is a nice surprise." I took my pants, shoes, and socks off and sat down beside her letting my feet dangle in the water. I pushed her legs up and let them rest across my lap. I let one finger slip into the folds of her pussy."Wet, I see," I said grinning at her. "Let me guess. You were daydreaming about a big black cock weren't you?""I see you've taken up mind-reading these days," Lori responded with a laugh. "How did you guess?""Not all that difficult. I've been thinking about it a lot myself. I really loved seeing you with that big black cock in you. I want to see you getting black fucked again." I tweaked a nipple and watched it grow hard. "What do you think?""I would be selfish to deny you that, wouldn't I?" she responded with a laugh. "Yes, Sammy, I would like to do it again, but only if you really want me to. I do not want to do anything to mess you and me up. That's too important to fuck up.""Lori, the only way it could get fucked up is if you fell in love with someone else and left me. I would like it if you got fucked by another black cock while I watched and got involved this time. Jacking-off isn't my idea of fun." I laughed. "Well it's fun but you know what I mean.""Okay, just for you," she said laughing. "But you should get something out of it besides watching me have fun. What about you and Alice? I know she's willing.""You're more than enough woman for me," I said automatically. It did get me to thinking about it though, but it wasn't the time to talk about that. I stripped the rest of my suit off and fucked Lori there by the pool. She was really wet and foreplay wasn't needed or even wanted. It was still early when we got through and I went back to the office. I should have stayed home for all the good I did. My mind was a whirl of erotic thoughts and plans. ***"What are we doing for the Forth of July?" Alice asked me. It was a couple of days after our talk in the park."I was thinking about a party," I told her. "Since the forth comes on a Thursday it looks like everybody is taking Friday off, too. Making a long weekend out of it. Most of them are going out of town or doing something with their family. What are you up to?""How about some fireworks?" she said with an impish grin. "They're illegal," I said."I was thinking about a different kind of bang. Why don't I bring a few of my friends over for a special party?""Might these friends be black?" She nodded. "Men?" She nodded again. This was sounding good to me. "Do you think Lori is up for it?" Alice grinned and nodded."Oh yeah, she defiantly up for it," Alice said. "Say the word and I'll get things going. I'll round up three or maybe four big black fuckers for her. Of course I may want some cock, too." "Fine, make it happen," I said. My mouth dry and I felt my cock stirring just thinking about it. A Fourth of July bang.*** Alice introduced her friends. Ron, RJ, and Little Joe. James, we knew well. Ron was a nice looking man, I guess. Medium build and looked like he was in pretty good shape. Little Joe was a smaller version of Ron except lighter skin. RJ was a different breed of cat. Big, bigger than James, and hard looking. He seldom smiled except when he was introduced to Lori. It was not a pleasant smile even then. He reminded me of a cat looking at a bird as a potential meal. RJ looked like he had a perpetual headache. I asked Alice about him when I got her out of hearing."He's all right," Alice said. "He's just not a happy-go-lucky type of guy. I can tell you he's a mean fucker. Not someone to mess with. I guarantee you one thing. He'll give Lori a good ride. Ron, James and Little Joe are good, but none of them can hold a candle to RJ." I had some feeling of apprehension about the collection of men."That's a fine lookin' woman you got," RJ said. We were sitting and watching Ron, Little Joe, and James frolicking in the pool with Lori and Alice."Thanks," I said. The party started like most parties where some didn't know the others. Kind of slow before it started picking up speed. "How do you know Alice?" I asked. Since it was the first time he had bothered to speak with me I thought I'd take advantage of it and feel him out some."My and my guys been fucking her for a couple of years," he answered bluntly. I don't think he meant to be blunt. It was just his way. "She really loves to get it on with the brothers. How long has your wife been into fucking niggers?" He laughed at the expression I couldn't help showing. "Yeah, I know you are politically correct and you would never used that N word, would you? Hell, man I done heard it all. Coon, spade, jigaboo...you name it, I heard it. Don't make a fuck to me. You didn't answer the question." "Not long," I muttered. "James was her first, about two weeks ago." He nodded his bald head."He'd be a good one to break that white pussy in, all right. You know what's going to happen here, don't you? Your little white wife is going to get a real dose of black cock. Ain't nothing ever goina be the same after we get through with her. She goina go to sleep thinkin' 'bout black dick and she goina be wakin' up thinkin' 'bout black dick. Alice says she ain't ever had two black cock at the same time. Before this night is over she goina have three black cocks in her. Ass, pussy, and mouth. We goina make your slut into a white slut for black cocks, Sam. What do you think about that?" I just shook my head because, frankly, I didn't know what to make of it. I was scared for our relationship. I was sacred for Lori because I wasn't sure she could handle all of them. Mostly I was excited at the prospects of her being fucked by these black thugs."Nice little rack ain't it?" RJ said. I looked in the direction he was and saw that Alice had lost her top. I looked back at Lori and saw that Little Joe was removing her top. It appeared that things were heating up. "Now them's fine white titties," RJ said when Lori's top came off. "I do like getting' more'n a mouthful now and again." Little Joe and Ron were taking turns passing Lori back and forth between them, playing with Lori's boobs as they did. Alice and James were swapping spit by the side of the pool. I glanced at the video camera on a tripod in the shade. I wasn't about to miss a minute of this party. Ron and Little Joe had maneuvered Lori to the steps at the shallow end of the pool. I noticed that she had lost the bottom somewhere along the way. Then I saw them on Little Joe's head. He was wearing them like a do-rag."Alice said your bitch likes it in the ass," RJ said jerking my attention back to him. "I don't mind a little ass now and then, but I mainly want pussy. You a back road man, Sam?" I admitted that I liked anal sex, but that I also rather have pussy.Back in the pool James went to where Little Joe and Ron were playing with Lori. Alice came up the deep end ladder. She also had lost the bottom of her suit. She strolled naked toward RJ and I."Let the games begin!" she announced with a merry laugh. "Okay, bitch, you can start by giving me some head," RJ said freeing what looked like a black python from his trunks. It looked even larger than James' cock had been. If not longer at least thicker. Laughing, Alice turned sideways to RJ and bent over giving me an excellent look at her bald pussy peaking from between her thighs. I swear it looked like it winked at me. I torn my eyes from that lovely sight and looked back at the others. Lori was having her pussy eaten by Little Joe while she sucked on Ron's cock and jacked James'. I looked back at Alice's pussy which was even more visible because she spread her legs to better suck on RJ's cock. I got up and gingerly made my way to the video camera. I had to move carefully because I was afraid that my hard cock might snap off. I panned the camera slightly to make sure Lori was centered. I went back to where Alice was slurping on RJ's tool. "You get to be my first cock of the day, Sammy," Alice said breaking contact with the ebony cock. "Fuck me while I suck RJ off." I didn't want to be a cad or a bounder, whatever the hell that is, so I dropped my trunks and slipped my cock into her hot box. I've never stuck my dick in boiling water, but that's what I imagine it would feel like. Maybe it was more like hot melted butter. Soft and hot and tighter than I thought a well used pussy would feel like. It was like her cunt grasped my dick.. While I rocked back and forth in her I glanced over my shoulder to see Lori getting a black cock in her hot firebox. Rom was shoving his cock in her while she continued to suckle Little Joe. James was waiting in the wings. Alice was making cooing sounds around the huge pole in her mouth. I felt her pussy quiver and grasp me even tighter. I squirted her full of my cum."That was great, Sammy," she said turning around and sitting down on RJ's cock. It went considerably deepen in her then I had been. She closed her eyes and moaned as she settled down on the huge black cock. Since they didn't need me I drifted over to where Lori was servicing and being serviced. Mindful of my hosting duties I asked if everyone was having a good time. Lori opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling around the black cock in her mouth. It didn't take much fucking and sucking on the concrete deck to remind them that were softer places to fuck. They found a double raft made a great fuck place. All four went back to what they had been doing. My cock was getting a second breath and was showing signs of coming back into the game. I watched as Little Joe and James switched places and didn't see a place for me with Lori. I went back to Alice and RJ.RJ had her on her knees in a patio chair slamming her hard from behind. I went to her head and gave her my half hard cock to suck. It didn't stay half hard for very long. "Fuck her ass, Sam," RJ grunted. "I'm fucking her cunt. He lifted Alice and sat down on the chair giving me a shot at her ass. They both got still until I was in her. It was a weird feeling. I could feel RJ's big cock through the membrane that separated us. After we got into a workable rhythm, Alice was yelling at the top of her lungs. I wondered if the neighbors behind us could hear her yelling for us to fuck her harder. Alice told the neighborhood that she was cuming. Several times as a matter of fact.After I erupted in her ass I jumped into the pool to cool off and trying to get revived. I splashed around and went to the shallow end and leaned my elbows on the side watching Lori take both Ron and Little Joe at the same time. Little Joe was fucking her ass while Ron plowed into her pussy. Her eyes were wide open so I waved at her. She didn't see me because for that moment she was in another world.***End of part two...

Ageless Beauty - 3

by Shooter3704 (jack2298@charter.net)The story's conclusion. (MMF, exh, rom, intr)****************************************The Fourth of July party lasted until the seventh of July. Constant wall to wall, no holds or holes barred fucking. I wasn't worth a shit for almost a week afterward. I'm too fucking old for a four day orgy, but what a four days it was! Lori was insatiable. She took everything the four men gave her and wanted more, but like me, Lori needed some down-time to fully recharge her batteries. Not anywhere as much time as me, but a couple of days.While I recovered, Lori and I spent a lot of time talking about the party and the black guys that fucked her. Re-telling and re-living the experience was almost as good at the real thing. I spent considerable time editing the great videos I made. I complied them and put them on a DVD, and we both enjoyed looking at it.During that week there were a couple of significant events that took place. One was my employees wanted rid of me. They didn't put it quite that way, but that's what I read as the bottom line. They wanted to buy me out."That's a lot of moola," Lori said when I told her about the offer. "Are you going to sell out?""I don't know," I answered. "Maybe, if you want me to. They want to take the company in a new direction and they think I'm holding them back. I guess I am.""Let them have it," Lori said. "You can retire and do whatever you want to. Or maybe you could sell them the majority of the stock and just be a silent partner.""No, I mentioned that and they want it all. We have to make up our minds pretty quick. They have backing now, but they don't know for how long.""Ain't no 'we' pal," Lori said. "It's your business and it's your lifetime of hard work. Sell or not, you decide. However, if it were up to me, I'd sell." So I did. I upped their offer by twenty percent and they accepted. That was on Monday. By Wednesday the lawyers had the papers drawn up and we closed on Friday. One lousy work week and it was over. A lifetime of working was over.The other significant thing was Lori brought in a boarder. It wasn't the first time Lori brought in a stray. Dogs, cats, and you name it. This, however, was her first human. I saw her when I came home on that last Friday afternoon."Who's that?" I asked Lori. The woman was sitting on the patio sipping iced tea and puffing on a cigarette. Lori was in the kitchen fixing dinner."That's Carol," Lori said giving me a welcome home kiss. "She's had a rough time, so be nice to her.""Hey, I'm always nice. Where did she come from?""I found her at the mall this morning. I don't know all the details. I asked her to wait and tell both of us together. Dinner will be ready in an hour or so. Come on and meet her.""Carol," Lori said after the introductions. "Tell Sam what happened to you." The woman, girl really, looked nervous. I guessed her age at maybe twenty-two or three, tops. She was pretty with long blonde hair and blue eyes. From what I could tell she had a nice figure, but overshadowing her beauty was a tremendous sadness. "I came from Tippinsville," she said. "You probably never heard of it. It's down south of here." I had seen the signs from the interstate, but I had never been to Tippinsville."I'm married to the chief of police there. I ran away day before yesterday by catching a ride with a trucker. I didn't even pack a change of clothes. I just took off.""Won't he be worried?" I asked."Maybe, but I couldn't care less," she answered listlessly. "He'll be pissed, I guess. Nobody flaunts disrespect at Bill. That's his name. Bill Crowder. What do you want to know?""Just start at the beginning," Lori said gently. "Take your time and tell us everything."***I got married to Bill while I was still in high school. He didn't want me to finish, but I did anyway. Bill is nine years older then me and it was exciting to be dating a grown man and a cop. He wasn't the chief then. I met him at a ballgame one night. I was a cheerleader and he was working the security for the game. We kinda hit it off and next thing I knew we were married.My folks tried to talk me out of it, but I was in love and didn't may them no mind. Things were pretty good for a year or so. Bill made captain and the money was all right. We had everything we needed anyway. Bill wasn't very happy that I couldn't have kids. He moped around for a few weeks, but got over it. When they promoted him to assistant chief things changed a lot. Suddenly he had a lot of money. We bought a big screen TV, a new truck, and some new furniture. I asked Bill where the extra money was coming from, but he laughed and told me not to worry about it. He said something about perks.Two years ago the old chief was killed and Bill was made chief of police. Bill changed a lot all of a sudden. I mean he was always a bully, but it got worse. Before, he was mean to other people, but he started being mean to me. He's hit me for no reason sometimes. There was even more money then. He bought a bunch of guns. Rifles, shotguns, and pistols. Bill had a fence company come in and put a six foot fence around our house. He said it was to keep the new big German police dogs in, but I knew it was more than that.He was insanely jealous of me. I didn't dare talk to any man, because he would find out and hurt the guy. He had his cops watching my every move. He had always been jealous, but it got crazy. Once I chatted with the bag boy at the grocery store and Bill had his cops arrest the kid. They made up some false charges. Bill's jealousy was what made what happened next so weird. He started making me give his officers blowjobs as a reward for their work. Does that make any sense to you? At first he brought a cop home and made me flash by boobs at him. At one time or the other all his men saw my breasts. I was humiliated and embarrassed, but I knew better than defy him. He'd go crazy and beat the crap out of me. One day, George, one of his cops ran a speeder down and the speeder turned out to be wanted for robbery somewhere. Bill brought George home and told me George needed a reward for his good work. He insisted I give George a blowjob. After George left, Bill called me a lot of bad names. Slut, whore, and things like that. He asked me if I like sucking on George's cock. I told him I had not like it at all. That made him laugh harder. He said I was a liar and that I loved sucking cock.After that I sucked all of them off at some time or another. Catch a jay-walker, get a blow-job. Even the only black cop on the force. Bill watched me while I did it. He called me a nigger's whore and had the black cop ejaculate on my face. He made me go to bed without washing it off.All during that time, Bill didn't touch me sexually. I knew he was seeing a girl who worked at a café he used. Shoot, everybody in town knew about it. He didn't bother to hide it. Sometimes Bill would beat his meat when I was sucking off one of his guys. I tried to kill myself once. I took some pills, but they only made me sick. I ran away a couple of times, but Bill, or some of his men, would find me and drag me back. The last time I tried it, he tied me up in the basement and he and some of his henchmen whipped me hard with their big belts. I guess he'll find me again. He always does.***Neither Lori nor I said a word when Carol finished her story. Lori got up, went over, and hugged the distraught woman. I didn't know what to do or what to say. I was aware that a lot of women live in an abusive situation, but I had never met one before. Somehow it made it personal, but I didn't know what I could do about it except make Carol feel welcome.Over the next several days, Lori took Carol shopping and bought her some clothes and personal items. Lori lavished attention on Carol who seemed to absorb the attention like a starving person takes in food. Apparently they talked a lot during their time together."Carol said she has never had an orgasm," Lori said abruptly one night while we were in bed. "Isn't that incredible?""Never? Not in her whole life?""Not with a man," Lori confided. "Apparently she has managed to get herself off with her fingers. Her asshole husband found the dildo she ordered through the mail and destroyed it and slapped her around. I swear I don't understand how any woman could put up with that kind of abuse. Do you?" "Fear," I suggested. "Fear of what happens if they leave. Fear of getting caught... Ah, shit, no, I don't have any idea, Lori. I guess it conditioning or mind control.""Makes me realize just how lucky I am," Lori said, snuggling against me. "I have a great husband, a great lover, and a rich man to take care of my every need.""Yeah? Who are these guys? Do I know the other two?" Her hand found my cock and she fondled it a moment. That was all it took to wake little Sammy up."You know something?" Lori said easing down on my dick. "No woman should ever not have an orgasm. You need to do something about that." Since I was preoccupied at the time, I didn't catch what she said. It was later as we basked in the afterglow that it dawned on me what she said."Me? What the fuck do you mean, me do something about it? Surely you don't mean I should take advantage of that poor thing!""It's not taking advantage," Lori said sleepily. "She just needs a real man to fuck her and make her feel like a whole woman. You can do it, Sammy. You're good at it.""Like that young chick would be interested in an old fart like me. Get real, Lori... Lori?" She was asleep.***"How do you know she'd even be interested?" I asked Lori the next morning at breakfast. I tried to sleep in, but old habits die hard. I was awake at my usual time."I'll ask her," Lori said grinning at me. "Oh, by the way, there is an article in today's paper about Carol. It seems she is wanted for questioning in a major burglary case in Tippinsville. He must really want her back bad. There's a five hundred dollar reward for information. Cheap son of a bitch.""Hey, there people who'd sell out their mother for half that," I said. "We should sic RJ on his ass." When Lori didn't respond I glanced over the paper and saw her thinking hard about something. "That was a joke, Lori," I said."Yes, it was funny, dear," she answered without a hint of a smile. "Very funny, indeed.""Forget it Lori," I warned. "What do you have on for today? I'm at your disposal all day since I have not a fucking thing to do. Today, tomorrow, next week, or even next year.""Are you suffering from seller's remorse?" Lori said laughing. "I'm taking Carol to the beauty shop to have her hair cut and dyed. There's a photo of her in the paper and I don't want somebody to turn her in for the reward. Sammy, if I ran off would you offer a reward for my return?""Damned right I would. I'd go as much as fifty bucks." Carol came in wearing an oversized tee shirt that barely covered her beautiful ass. It was readily apparent she was braless, too. A great eye-opener."Good morning Carol," Lori said. "Coffee is hot, so help yourself. You made the morning paper. There's a five hundred dollar reward for your return. My cheap-ass husband just told me he'd offer fifty lousy dollars for my return. Guess who ain't getting any tonight.""Any what? Oh, I get it," Carol said with a laugh. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Lori. I cut Bill off and it took him over a year to find out about it.""Yeah, you're right," Lori said. "I'll figure out some other way to punish him. I made an appointment for ten o'clock to get your hair done so get a move on.""Why are you being so nice to me?" Carol asked. "Not that I don't appreciate it, because I certainly do." "I'm doing it because I'm just a nice person," Lori said. "Sammy is going along with it because he hopes to get in your pants...if you were wearing any, that is." I nearly choked on my coffee. Lori laughed. Carol smiled and gave me a look that I couldn't interpret. That was the kind of remark I would expect form Alice, but not Lori.After Carol and Lori left, I got some tools and puttered around the house tightening screws and fixing things that didn't really need fixing. After an hour of that crap, I went into the den and turned on the TV. Out of two hundred channels there wasn't a damned thing worth watching. I went to the shelf and got the DVD of Lori's orgy. That was always a good way to kill time. It wasn't in the jewel case and I found the disk in the player. I was positive I put it away the last time I watched it. That night I mentioned it to Lori. "That was me, I guess," she said. "Carol and I watched it a couple of days ago. I just forgot to put it up.""You watched it with Carol? Are you kidding me? Why?""I was telling her about our party and rather then spend so much time telling her, I showed her." "Really?" I said totally shocked. "What did she think of the show?" I managed to ask."She loved it," Lori said laughing at me. "She went to her room and used the electric dildo I bought for her. I don't think she ready to experience it for herself, but I wouldn't be surprised if it happens soon. What did you think of her new hair-do?""I like it," I answered honestly. It was much shorter and not blonde any longer. It was a coppery red or a rust color. It looked good on Carol. "Still looks pretty young to me though.""She's twenty four," Lori said. "Plenty old enough. When are you going to make your move on her?" I grunted a neutral answer. Not that Carol wasn't a delicious morsel, she was. My self-evaluation of the matter seemed to indicate if was fear of rejection. I couldn't handle rejection when I was younger and I didn't want to start now. Lori's nagging wasn't helping things.Sometime after midnight I was awaken by soft lips on my cock. It wasn't unusual for Lori to wake me up that way. It didn't matter because I didn't have to get up early anyway. I didn't have shit to do. When I put my hand in Lori's head, I realized it wasn't Lori's head. The hair was much shorter. In the soft light I could see that it was Carol going down on me. She was an excellent cocksucker. I thought about the old joke where someone said the worst blow-job he ever had was wonderful.When Carol had me as hard as it was likely to be she took her mouth off and whispered in my ear."I want you to fuck me, Sammy," she said. "Please fuck me and make me come."I'd be a fool not to. I quickly got rid of my shorts and I could see that she was already naked. Yeah, I made her cum. I ate her sweet pussy to a couple of orgasms and fucked her through three more. During the time I ate and fucked her, it seemed that her vocabulary consisted of "Oh God!" and loud moaning with an occasional louder shriek. "Oh wow! That was...great, Sammy," she said as we lay beside each other. I was trying to get a good breath because I had put it all out there for her. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! Lori said it would be this good, but I didn't believe her." "Next time you better listen to what I say," Lori said coming into the room. "Move over Sammy and let me in the bed. Do you have anything left?""No, I don't," I muttered. Apparently I was wrong. Laying between two beautiful, naked, and demanding women worked it magic on me. I managed to get it up one more time and the girls shared it. I was asleep the minute I came.I woke up with Carol sucking my cock again. This time it was daylight. She was on her knees between my legs. Lori was watching as the young woman sucked my cock."I see what's happening here," I said groaned. "You are trying to kill me for the insurance, aren't you?" I asked Lori."Nonsense," Lori said laughing. "Carol is getting it up for me. I didn't get my fair share last night.""Am I a good cocksucker?" Carol asked. "Every cop in Tippinsville says I am." She went back to work until Lori pulled her off my cock. Carol held it and guided it into Lori's pussy. All in all there are worse ways to wake up. Retirement didn't look so bad now.***I'm going on record to flatly say that there isn't any one man alive that can satisfy two horny women. At least not for long. Luckily there was some help I could call on.Since RJ is Lori's favorite black stud I called for him to come and assist me. He was more than happy to do so.Carol seemed very interested watching RJ fuck Lori. Me, I never get tired of it. I think it was RJ's second visit that Carol expressed curiosity in trying some black meat. Lori was willing to share RJ. I had taken Carol first and had her sizzling when RJ took over. He did his usual hard fuck and sent her into a spasm of organisms. He fucked her for nearly half an hour and filled her cunt with cum. The next night she shared Ron with Carol.Since I had taken a significance concern for Carol's welfare, it was almost as hot watching RJ and Ron fuck her as it had been watching them fuck Lori. "Where did you find that bitch?" RJ asked me. We were sitting on the patio relaxing with some beer after a hot and steamy fuck session. I told him how Lori happened to find her at the mall and some about her life."Tippinsville, huh?" he said when I finished. "I know where it is. That's rotten shit, if you ask me. That fucker ought to be hung by his balls." That kind of surprised me because I hadn't figured RJ as the compassionate type. "You want me to take a trip?" he asked me. That really surprised me. Then it dawned on me."Yeah maybe," I said. "Lori told you about it, didn't she?" He gave me what I assumed was a smile and nodded. "Yeah," he admitted. "I'd need some expense money. Not a lot. Maybe a couple grand to grease some wheels. Nothing would come back on you, Sam. You ain't got to worry about that."I got some cash out of my stash and gave it to RJ. I realized that I was probably committing some sort of violation of the law, but I really didn't care. That was on a Wednesday afternoon.We didn't see RJ or Ron for several days. Little Joe came by to visit with the ladies on Friday night. Lori asked him if he had seen or heard from RJ or Ron."Nah, not for a while," he said. "They're busy doing something, somewhere off and gone. They'll be back pretty soon.Little Joe was the first of the men to fuck Carol's ass. She didn't seem particularly thrilled with anal sex until Little Joe and I doubled up on her. She did like that very much after we got into it good. Lori stroked and talked soothingly to Carol while Little Joe and I fucked her together.That was the first time Lori had ever touched another woman sexually that I was aware of. I nearly shot my load when I saw Lori take Carol's nipple in her mouth and bite it. That bite, sent Carol into a massive climax and set off a chain reaction. I came hard, then Little Joe did. There was no way I could have held off another second.While Carol and Lori showered I asked Little Joe if he hadn't really heard for Ron or RJ. "That Carol is a damned good piece of ass, ain't she?" Little Joe said. "Not as good as Lori, but she'll come along with time. I could use some more of her cunt." I reminded him he had not answered my question. "Sammy, my man," he said smiling at me. "What you don't know, you can't testify to, can you?" He watched the bathroom door like an eagle waiting for a rabbit to appear. "Yes sir, that's some mighty fine pussy."***RJ and Ron were back by midweek. I was dieing of curiosity, but remembering Little Joe's caution, I didn't asked them about anything about their absence. My curiosity was satisfied two Sunday mornings later. The papers were full of the story.On Saturday the State police had pulled a massive sting operating. Every police officer including a female dispatcher was arrested on a wide variety of charges. Bill Crowder was shot and killed during his arrest. There was some mystery how that shooting happened. Some of the witnesses said Crowder was surrendering and others said he was resisting. An unidentified black state investigator was believed to be the officer who shot and killed Crowder, but the facts were murky. Apparently no one seemed to know exactly who the black officer was. The investigators were running ballistic tests to determine who had shot Police Chief Bill Crowder. According to the paper, Crowder was running a drug operation in Tippinsville. They found drugs and a bunch of cash. His officers were all involved to some degree and were stumbling all over each other to turn state's evidence. Tippinsville was on the map now.It was hard to read with Lori and Carol hanging over my shoulders, grabbing at my paper. I watched carol's expression as she read or Lori read the account to her. Her face clouded up, but only for a moment. I guess it's hard to feel sadness toward someone who abused you. Good riddance to bad rubbish, I say. The world is a better place.When RJ showed up later that afternoon I asked him where he had been all weekend."Here and there," he said giving me an evil grin. "Mostly here, if you'll remember. I'm ready for some hot white pussy. Got any around?" ***Since the police were looking for Carol and she wasn't a suspect she went back to Tippinsville to talk with them. I made sure she had a lawyer with her just to make sure everything was kosher The authorities had all of Crowder's possessions tied up. Carol and her lawyer managed to expedite the insurance settlement and sell the house because it was joint owned property and not a part of the drug operation. She didn't stay there any longer than it took to make depositions and settle what she could. She was back home and in our bed after only three days. It took another few days to get her money.***Since Alice was a part of the group who bought me out, I hadn't spent any time with her. I knew she and Lori and now Carol spent some time together, but I stayed away from her. I wasn't pissed, it just seemed like the thing to do. I was surprised when she called me one Monday morning in late summer. She invited me to lunch."So, how it going?" I inquired after we were seated."Not worth a shit," she answered bluntly. "We lost some backing and it's going to leave us on the messy end of a very shitty stick. How's it going with you, Sammy?""Apparently a lot better than you," I answered just as blunt. "What happened?""You heard about that shit in Tippinsville? Unknown to us, some of our backing was the fucking police chief down there. He had a small investment company. The state seized all of those assets and we're hurting big time. I think we're going to go tits up." I didn't answer for a long time while I considered the problem. The company kept the name "The Thomas Group" so it was my name what was going down the shitter."You know that Carol was the chief's wife, don't you?" I asked Alice."Yeah, I do now," she answered. "Would have been good to know that before things turned to shit. Oh, don't look so worried. I'm not blaming her or anybody. Just rotten timing, I guess.""What will it take to pull your chestnuts out of the fire?" I asked. She named a figure looking hopefully at me. The bottom line is I bought back half of the company for about a fifth of what they paid me for it. They were saved and happy and I had a place to go when I wanted to. Win, win. Sometimes life is just too fucking weird to get a handle on. My advice is to grab hold and hang on for the ride. Life itself is Ageless Beauty.THE END

Ageless Beauty

by Shooter3704 (jack2298@charter.net)Sam and Lori open a brand new chapter in their marriage. (MMF, voy, wife, intr)*****************************************************(This story is for a bright and shining Star)I am Sam Thomas and a happily married man. So why was I was on a bed holding my wife's legs open, watching as the big black man put his hard black cock in her soaking wet pussy? How could I watch as he shoved one inch of his glistening ebony cock in her and then another until he had all eight inches firmly planted in her. How could I listen while she was moaning and bucking against the invading cock. How did I arrive at this moment? This is my story.*****************************************************I'm forty-one years old, I have a beautiful wife and two grown children in college. I have my own business that is doing far above my wildest expectations. Our lovely home is paid for and there is enough money in the kid's college fund to see them through. In other words, I have it made. My wife, Lori is two years younger than me and looked like a college coed. Some odd make-up in her genes has caused her to just get prettier as the years went by. Her mother and older sister also have those genes because they all look absolutely great. All three of them look like their ageing process stopped about age twenty-five. My mother-in-law looks like a vogue model and both daughters are ever prettier.I, on the other hand, look every one of my years. Strangers see my wife and me together and they assume I'm her father or at the very least a dirty old man who managed to get a young chick. Our eighteen year old daughter hasn't reached the age stopping stage yet, but she has that look.Lori and I were both virgins when we married. We learned together all the ins and outs of sex. Ins and outs, I just got that. At forty-one, I've lost a step or two in the bedroom, but Lori and I can still get the sheets tangled and sweaty. We've always had an active sex life. I don't think there's much two people can do that we haven't tried. Lori loves it all. She can go down on me, suck me to completion and swallow every drop. She loves and often initiates anal sex. She is easy to climax and is sometimes multi-orgasmic. During a real hot fuck session she will cum like a machine gun firing. Like I said, I have it made. One night maybe two months ago Lori and I were laying on the bed watching a triple X DVD. It was a particularly hot movie. The script and dialog were stupid, but I've found they mostly are, so I don't pay any attention to that. This movie was an interracial flick. I rented it thinking it was a different one. Not that I'm a racists or anything it's just not my thing. Or so I thought. As a rule Lori only pays scant attention to the fuck flicks. She usually just waits for the thing to get my motor running. Not so this time. I noticed she paid close attention to the parts where there were two black men on one white woman. In itself no big deal, but I got curious. Over the next couple of weeks I made a point of renting some plain vanilla movies and some interracial movies.The results of my unprofessional survey was, Lori intently watched the interracial movies and paid very little attention to the others. Sex after and during the IR tapes and disks were especially hot. I reached the conclusion that Lori was turned on by watching black men fuck white women. My dilemma was, what, if anything, to do about it. Over the years I managed to hire several great employees. Being halfway intelligent, I hired self-starters and paid them well. As a result I had very little to do myself. I sat back and let the gang make me a good living.One such hot-shot is a woman named Alice Dither. Alice is an outspoken modern woman. She's a couple years younger than Lori and has been married three times and was looking for number four. If I were the type to fool around, I defiantly would want to fool around with Alice. I don't suppose I would have ever had the nerve to talk to Alice about Lori's interest in IR sex if Alice hadn't caught me looking at porno on my computer. Normally none of us work on Saturday or Sunday, but I had gone in on Saturday morning to get out of grocery shopping and some other mind-numbing chores . I made up some excuse and thinking myself alone in the office I found a web site and was looking at the photos."That's pretty hot stuff, Sammy," Alice said leaning against the door to my office. "I hope you're looking at the women and haven't decided to play for the other team."I nearly shit myself. Both from the surprise of not being alone and the embarrassment of getting caught looking at porno. I quickly got out of the site and sputtered something about her working on Saturday."I left a few things hanging from yesterday. I had a few hours so I thought I'd come in while it was quiet and finish it up." She came on my the office and sat down across from me. "I know some other great sites if you're interested. Some are pay sites, but I can give you the password.I'm not sure why, but I told Alice about Lori's sudden interest with black and white sex. I made it sound like I was just doing research on the computer. "Hell, Sammy," Alice said. "Nothing unusual about Lori's interest. A lot of white women fantasize about having sex with a black bull. "It the idea of doing something wild and different. The taboo thing. I used to fantasize about it.""Use to?""Shit, I quit fantasizing and started doing it," she said and started laughing at my expression. I knew my mouth dripped open so I made an effort and closed it. "Jeez, Sammy, you look like you just got goosed or something.""No I don't," I said. "You just surprised me, that's all. Gosh, look at the time. I have to go." Alice was still laughing when I hurried out of the office. That conversation with Alice was unsettling, but provocative. Of course I knew she and Lori were friends and I wondered if they talked about ...things. The relationship between Lori and Alice had always been a mystery to me. They were poles apart. Lori, conservative and Alice is free-spirit, saying anything to anybody. They were even different in appearance. Lori is lush and curvy and Alice is lean, trim, and built for speed. Whatever the attraction they got along and seemed to like one another. Usually once a week they went out together for a girls night out. Twice they week-ended in New York on an extended shopping trip. By the time I got home I was wishing I hadn't been so forthcoming with Alice. I was concerned Alice would tell Lori what I said. I was right. She did."Sam, Alice told me about your conversation yesterday morning," Lori said. We were having our Sunday brunch. "Do you want to talk to me about it?" I did and I didn't. I wasn't sure what to say. "Are you worried?" she persisted."No, not at all," I said. "I guess I was just trying to figure out how to use it to my advantage." She laughed."You seem to have figured it out and are using it to your advantage," she said giggling. She was right. Sex between us had never been better, more heated, or more often. The previous night was a good example. The subject was dropped for the rest of the day, but arose again that night.I was finishing up in the bathroom and Lori was already in bed. When I turned the water off I realized she had been talking to me. I asked her to repeat what she said."I said, it's funny about you talking to Alice," Lori said. I asked her what it was funny. "She's the reason I have the interest in interracial movies, I guess." I pressed for details. "Last winter, just before Christmas, when Alice and I went to New York shopping I saw her with black men," Lori said. Of course I wanted details.This is what Lori told me:***You remember we got snowed in and had to stay an extra day. We had separate rooms, but the last day we had to room together because of the crowd. We had given our rooms up because we thought we were leaving. That night Alice and I ventured out and found a little club that was open despite the weather. Alice was dancing with a lot of men, but there were two black gentlemen she danced with a lot. I danced some, but wasn't in the mood so after a couple hours I left her and went back to the hotel. I don't know the exact time, but it was late when Alice came back. I was almost asleep and I head her talking softly. At first I thought she was so drunk she was talking to herself until I heard a man's voice. I carefully rolled over so I could see and damned if she wasn't with the two black men for the club. I started to let them know I was awake, but for some reason I lay still, faking sleep. There was enough light so I could see pretty good. Alice and her two gentlemen fooled around on the sofa for a little while. It didn't take very long for them to have her completely undressed and they were all over her. It was the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed. They put her on the bed right nest to me and I could see everything they did. It was wild. They took turns screwing Alice. While one was doing her, she sucked the other one. They did her nearly all the rest of the night. I had to use my fingers twice to relieve myself. What's funny, Alice kept telling them to be quiet and she was making enough nose to wake the dead.***"Did you tell her you saw her?" I asked."No, not then. It was sometime later I did. She just laughed about it. She told me she was glad I enjoyed the show. She told me that she would put another show on any time I wanted her to. I think she was just kidding. Anyway, when you started bringing in those movies with white women and black men it rekindled what I saw. "Alice is a wild thing," I said. "Why didn't you make her share with you?""You're joking!" Lori said, laughing. Her hand found my hard cock. "What's this? For me? That story made you hard as a rock." She sat up and pulled the gown over her head. "No matter why you're hard, I'll take it." She threw her leg across me and mounted me. I could tell she was wet so I wasn't the only one the story effected. She rode me like a borrowed horse and we came together. ***Over the next several days, I had some fantasizes about Lori. In my fantasizes it was Lori being serviced by two black studs while Alice watched. There were some variations, but that was the main theme. Several times I caught Alice looking at me with a slight smile on her face. I ignored her. When the weather warms up Lori and I host some cook-outs for my crew. Usually once a month and some holidays. We have a nice backyard pool and most of our summer activities center around it. At the first of our parties, Alice showed up with her date, a big black man. No one from the office raised an eyebrow because we all knew she dated blacks. We pride ourselves on being liberal minded.I noticed that Lori couldn't keep her eyes off of James, Alice's date. All afternoon she stared at him. James didn't seem to mind and he had to notice. I had found a nice shady place and was cooling it when Alice sat down beside me. "Nice party, as usual," she said. I grunted. "What do you think of my date?""Seems nice," I answered."He is," Alice said. She's normally outspoken, but the alcohol had really loosened her tongue. "He's got a eight inch cock and really knows how to use it." I didn't have a response to that. "Lori looks good," Alice continued. I followed her gaze to where Lori was. She was wearing a black bikini and she did look nice. Great, even. Lori was talking to James. "Do you know what would make her look even better?" I looked at Alice. "His big black cock in her cunt would make her look a lot better." She laughed. "Why are you looking at me that way. You know it's true. Lori's about to cream in her bikini right now." That much did seem like the truth. That night Lori laughed when I told her what Alice said. Lori was sitting naked at the antique vanity brushing her long auburn hair. She was watching me in the mirror. "What do you think?" Lori asked me in a teasing tone. I casually replied that I would like to see it. Lori stopped in mid stroke and looked at me. "You're kidding, right?""No, I think I would like to see you with a big black cock in your cunt.""You liar," she said continuing to brush her hair. "You go off the deep end and kill me...or him...or both of us."I got off the bed and went over to her. I nuzzled her neck and nibbled her ear."No, not until I got through watching you," I said trying unsuccessfully to keep it light. I cupped her breasts and pinched both nipples. I'm always in awe at how they can harden so quickly. "I'd even hold your legs open for him to put his cock in you. I'd let you suck me off while he fucked you." I realized that my voice was rough and husky. I put a little more pressure on her hard nipples and she moaned. Using her ample tits I lifted her up and guided her to the bed and proceeded to fuck her. While I did I visualized her and James. I came and was able to keep going a while longer, bringing her to a crashing series of orgasms. Afterward we lay heaving from out passion. I tuned the light off and was almost asleep when she spoke."Sammy, it's just a fantasy, isn't it? I mean you aren't serious, are you?" I kissed her bare shoulder and didn't answer. I wasn't sure I even knew the answer. I was still thinking about it when sleep overtook me.***It was four or five days later that the subject came up again. I mean we watched some interracial movies and fucked like bunnies, but we hadn't actually talked about the subject directly.Most of our sexy talk took place in the bedroom but on that occasion we were by the pool. It was early Saturday afternoon. I had finished mowing the lawn and took a swim to cool off. Lori brought us a beer and we were sitting on the edge of the pool with our feet dangling in the water."So, Sammy, how would you set it up?" I didn't pretend to not know what she was referring to. I considered her question like I hadn't thought of it a thousand times."I think the first time would come out of a social situation," I said. "Maybe after a party and when most everybody else had gone. I'd managed to keep James around. Of course he'd gladly stay because he knows what was in the offering. James had been thinking about your pretty white pussy and he'd be ready to get in it. All eight inches of hard black meat." Her shoulder was touching mine, and I could feel Lori tremble a little."We're in the den and I have some soft mood music playing," I continued. "You are sitting on the couch with James and I'm in the chair across from you.""What am I wearing?" Lori asked with a slight catch in her voice."You have that blue robe on," I answered. There was a slight catch in my voice also. "What am I wearing under the robe?""Nothing," I answered. "Remember? I sent you to change after everybody had gone. I told you not to wear any under things.""That's a pretty shear robe," Lori said. "He would be able to see me through it, you know.""Yeah, that was the objective. His cock is hard and I want to make sure it stays that way until he shoots you full of his cum.""Okay, I can see that. What happens then? We're sitting on the sofa and what happens next?""I say, James, isn't Lori a fine looking woman?. Of course he says you are a great looking slut.""He called me a slut?" "Yes," I said putting my arm around her. "He called you a whore, a slut, and a cock loving bitch among other nasty things. You loved it. You can't keep your eyes from the bulge in his pants. I can tell you want to touch it so I tell you to open your robe and let James see your tits.""And I did it?""Oh sure. You open the robe and let him get a look at your magnificent boobs.""What happened then?""He grabs your breast at the same time you grab his crotch. Then you and he kiss. A long hot embrace that leaves you both panting." Lori scrambled to her feet. "Where are you going?" I asked."To the bedroom. Come on, Sammy. I need to be fucked right now." I hurried after her. We both were taking our clothes off as we went. It was a hot steamy fuck. It seemed as if we both couldn't get enough of each other. I got off twice which isn't a record, but it sure didn't hurt my average. I don't know how many times Lori came. I know it was a bunch.That night we fucked again which was a bit unusual after such a great afternoon of passionate sex. That started when Lori told me to finish my earlier story. By the time I got to the part where I was holding her legs open for James to fuck her, Lori was ready to go again. That was all right with me because I still didn't have the ending yet. I think we both knew that it was inevitable. It was going to happen. ***Chapter two"Hey, Alice," I said. "Lori wanted me to ask you if you like to bring your date to a cook-out this Saturday afternoon.""Sure which date should I bring?""How many do you have?""I'm dating four guys right now," she said with a laugh. "But the day is young. I could get lucky and find number five. Since Lori did everything except lick his chest I assume you mean James. About five?""Yeah, I think so," I muttered hurrying away from her amused look. Damn! That woman looked like she was reading my mind. Maybe I was that transparent.Saturday finally arrived. I trimmed around the pool and cleaned the deck off. I added some chemicals to the water and waited for our guests to arrive.Alice set the tone of the afternoon by taking her top off and going topless. That apparently was a challenge for Lori who finally removed her top. Both women presented a view that James and I appreciated a lot. Alice's boobs were small, but well shaped with a bar stud in each nipple. I'm guessing a thirty B, but I could be way off. They were nice, whatever size, they fit her slim build and made Lori's thirty-six C look positively huge. "Nice aren't they," James said to me. We were sitting in the shade with a cold beer. I nodded my agreement with his evaluation not knowing if he was talking about the women in general or Lori's tits specifically. "You are a lucky man, Sam," he added. Again, I agreed with his assessment. "Yes sir, your Lori is hot." I nodded again.It wasn't that I didn't want to speak to him, I wasn't sure what to say. There was a feeling of high sexual tension in the air. No, not tension. Maybe anticipation of something big, something important, about to happen.After the ladies sunned a while I cooked the steaks while Lori and Alice finished up in the kitchen. Lori had put a bathing suit cover on, but that only served to emphasize her breasts.The sun was setting when Alice made an announcement that she had an early day and was going home. I hadn't noticed that she and James came in separate cars. The door had no more then closed behind her and the electric feeling in the air was intensified by a factor of ten."Lori," I said. "Why don't you go get out of that wet suit?" It couldn't have been very wet, but she got the idea and excused herself after giving me an inquiring glance. I invited James to come into the den."Do we need to talk about it?" James asked when he was seated on the sofa."Yeah, best I guess," I answered. "Alice told me you and Lori were thinking about expanding your sexual horizons," he said. I nodded. "You want me to help you do that?" "Yes," I managed to say. It was his turn to nod. "Okay," he said after a moment of silence. "I'll be more than happy to do that. Are you the man?""Yes," I said. "I'm the man.""Good. I'll follow where you lead," he said with a smile. He looked up as Lori entered the room. She was wearing the shear blue robe with black heels. Both James and I stood. One stands in the presents of royalty. She remembered the fantasy I spun and took a seat beside James on the sofa. It didn't have the same impact when I told Lori to open her robe because he had been staring at her knockers all afternoon. It was different because this was just for him and we all knew it. James leaned down and put his lips on her nipple. Lori's back arched slightly the instant he touched her. The fantasy kiss was nowhere as good at the real one. James pulled her face to his and kissed her log and deep. I had to shift around some to make room for my swelling cock.While they embraced Lori managed to get her hand inside his shorts, but apparently it wasn't satisfactory because she unsuccessfully pulled at them. He broke the kiss and stood up to slip his shorts down. There was a gasp. It may have been Lori or it could have been me. More than likely it was both of us. I'm no shorthorn, but his cock looked like a long ebony spear jutting out.Lori stared at it a moment then slowly she took it in her small white hand. That made it seem even bigger."What do you think slut?" James asked softly. "You want some of my man meat in your white cunt? You think you can handle it, bitch?" I wondered for a moment if he had read my script. Standing before her he put his hand on her head and pulled her closer. "Suck my cock you white whore. Get your lips on my cock and worship it," he glanced at me and I nodded. He was on track.Lori scooted to the edge of the couch and stuck her tongue out to lick the tip of his huge cock. She tasted the drop of moisture that had formed there, savoring it for a moment before taking the head of his cock in her mouth. I felt like my cock would surely explode.Lori did indeed worship his manhood for several minutes. While she licked and sucked his cock he toyed with her nipples. James let her suck for a while then glanced at me."Bed," I croaked. "Take her to the bed and fuck her."Lori ran up the stairs while James and I followed quickly behind her. She was lying on the bed naked. The robe was lying on the floor beside the bed. I went to her and took her ankles in my hands and spread her legs apart. I could see the wetness on her trimmed pussy. The lips of her cunt were puffy and engorged and her clitoris was protruding. She was more than ready. I eased up onto the bed while holding her legs. I pulled them back and open, exposing her ripe pussy to James. He approached her in what seemed like slow motion. He was holding his thick black cock in his hand, almost like a weapon."Talk to me slut," James said rubbing his manhood up and down her wet slit. "Tell me what you want.""I want you," Lori said breathlessly. "I want you in me!""Oh, the little white whore wants some black cock to fuck her white cunt, does she? Say it, Lori! Tell me to fuck your white pussy!" "I want... I want your... black... cock in my... white pussy," Lori gasped, her voice raspy. "I want you to fuck... my white pussy...with your black cock. I want... Oh my God!" James rammed about half of his cock in her. "Oh shit! That's... that's... oh fuck!" It took him a few minutes to work all of his cock in her. He took his time letting her adjust to his size. When he managed to get all of it in her it dawned on me that he was fucking my wife in places that a cock had never been before. He was, as the farmers say, plowing new ground. And plow her, he did. It was more vivid than any porno tape. It was more intense, more raw than anything I had ever witnessed. My wife, the only woman I had ever known sexually was fucking and being fucked harder and longer than I ever could have. Just about the time I thought he would stop, he simply picked up the tempo and kept going. I had released her legs and moved to where I could see better. His cum and her fluids were pouring out around his long black piston. The only indication that he came was a soft grunt, a brief pause, and right back to fucking my wife.After nearly half an hour Lori was in a constant state of orgasm. She was babbling incoherently and pulling at him to keep going. When he pulled his slimly cock out I thought he surely had to be through. He wasn't. He rolled her over and took her like the bitch she was. I watched, afraid to even blink for fear of missing something. James slowed down while fucking my wife from behind. He was using long slow powerful strokes. On the outstroke his massive black cock pulled some of her pussy out also. When she shoved it back in, Lori would give out with a loud grunt. He held her in place with a thumb in her butt. I could see him working it deep in her ass."You want my cock in your ass, cunt?" he asked her after fucking her for a while that way."Yes...yes... fuck my ass, please. Be careful, but put it in my ass." I handed James a tube of anal lube I kept in the nightstand. He squirted some in Lori's ass keeping his cock planted in her pussy. Fucking my wife's ass took some time to accomplish. He was slow and even gentle with her. At last he had all eight inches of his thick black cock in her ass. Lori's eyes had rolled back in her head and I think she may have passed out for a few moments. He woke her up by slamming his cock back in her after pulling nearly all the way out. Lori squealed like a banshee. It wasn't from any pain. She was frigging her pussy like crazy while the big black cock rammed in and out of her ass.After James shot off in her rectum, he collapsed on her back and they both lay still as death for at least three or four minutes. I didn't move either. I stood watching his cock slowly shrink and ease out of her stretched asshole. When it finally softened enough and plopped out, a gush of his cum came out too."You think she's had enough black cock for one night?" James asked me rolling off the bed. Even soft his cock still looked like a force to be reckoned with. I went over and lay down beside Lori. I asked her if she had enough. She didn't answer, but her closed eyelids fluttered like she was trying to open them. I told James that apparently she had was through for the night. I thanked him and showed him out.I debated on trying to get her up and into the shower, but I gave up on it and just covered her up. I got in bed on the other side and jacked-off because I was hurting.***I woke up, the sun streaming through the window. I knew I was alone before I looked to Lori's side of the bed. I lay there for a while recalling the events of the night before. How did I feel about my wife of twenty years fucking another man? A black man at that! The image of James' big cock fucking her tight little pussy was as vivid as if it were just happening. I could still hear the sound of Lori moaning and sobbing with passion as the big black cock worked in and out of her. Suddenly I had a feeling of remorse. Not that she had willingly spread her legs for a stranger on our marital bed. Not that I had encouraged and helped her, but remorse because I didn't think to video tape it. I could feel my cock rising again.I would have laid there longer relishing the memory, but nature was not just calling, it was screaming for me to take a piss. On the way to the bathroom I heard the familiar sounds of pans and pots being rattled in the kitchen downstairs. I wondered what Lori's frame of mind was. I showered and dressed and went to find out."Good morning," I said. "You're up early. Been up long?""No, not very long," she said brightly smiling at me. "Are you okay?""Yeah, I'm as fine as frog hair. I think the larger question is, are you okay?""I think so," Lori answered. "I had a moment or two, but they passed. I wondered if you still loved me," she added giving me a searching, probing look. "No, I don't," I said with mock severity. "I'm standing here with no coffee." She looked at me a moment more then laughed."Go on out to the patio and your servant will bring you coffee and the morning paper. I'll join you."I sipped coffee and read the paper. I was aware of Lori's presents next to me, but we didn't talk about anything. I finished the paper, folded it and tapped her shoulder with it."So, how are all your personal parts this morning? I asked in a bantering tone so that she would know I was kidding. "Anything sore?""No, not really," she answered laughing. "Tingly would best describe it, I think. That was...wow," she finished still laughing. "You had it choreographed almost exactly. Was that accidental?""Yes, as a matter of fact, it was. I hardly said a word to James. Was it as good as the fantasy?""No, it was way better, Sammy. There's no way you, or anyone, could have prepared me for that. It was... almost too much. Notice I said almost. What did you think?""I think Alice was right. You do look good with a black cock in you. You were... great, Lori," I said seriously. "I love you more than ever." She smiled at me, radiating her ageless beauty. I do have it made.The end of Part one...(If there is going to be a part two you should tell me so. Writing encouragement to me is like saying sic'em to a dog. Speaking of that... to those of you who seem to think it's your duty to criticize my work you are wasting your time as well as mine. I write what I write. If you don't like stories of interracial sex between a white woman and black men, don't read them. I do welcome suggestion, ideas, and personal experiences for new stories. Many of my stories started just that way. Let me remind you that all of my stories are fantasy. No one should attempt to do what I've written about, but if you do, be very careful. Shooter) To be continued?