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My (First) Cuckold ExperiencePart 1 – A true story I used to drive my fiancé Elizabeth (Beth), crazy with talk about my fantasies of seeing her engage in a sexual escapade with a black man. She would always laugh and pass it off, not really paying me any mind. It’s just one of those fantasies I’ve always had. I kept on and on until she told me – mainly because she was getting annoyed and wanted to shut me up – that she in fact DID have a fling with a black guy once. Of course, that had the opposite effect of shutting me up. In fact, I was even more committed to getting her to do it again. She eventually said, “Look…if it’s going to happen, I will be the one to find the guy.” I was taken aback at that comment. Really? She was actually starting to think about it? I told her that was totally fine by me, as long as she would make a serious attempt. I also said that if she could make it happen just once, I’d be forever content. I knew she wouldn’t have any trouble finding someone. Guys (especially black guys) were always checking her out. She’s 23 years old, right in the prime of life. She danced for years growing up and still has those long, shapely legs with great thighs and calves. And as anyone knows, great legs usually lead to a great ass – as it does in this case. Nice hips, small waist, and a flat stomach complemented by 34C breasts, which are quite prominent on her smaller frame. She’s topped off with a headful of straight blonde hair and blue eyes. Not a bad sight at all. Her pussy feels like a silken glove. We live just off Country Club Rd. In Winston-Salem, right around the corner from Jonestown Rd. That’s a hopping area of the city with plenty of hustle and bustle. One day while she was coming out of the tanning salon in the shopping center there, she notices a black guy looking her over while sitting in his car. She smiles at him as she’s walking toward her car. Naturally he takes that a sign that she’s approachable. He walks over to her as she’s getting into her car and strikes up a conversation. He’s pretty forward with her the whole time, once reaching in through the window to pull her t-shirt away from her chest so as to get a glimpse of her ample breasts (she goes braless to the tanning salon). They exchanged numbers and parted ways. She came home and told me all about it though, saying that he (Rodney) told her he wanted to fuck her something fierce! One week later, we were hanging out at the community pool. We happened to both be in the water (hanging onto the side of the pool reading) when this car pulled up in the parking lot, rap music blaring. She looked over at me and said, “Oh my God…it’s HIM…it’s Rodney!” Well, you can imagine my surprise at his boldness. I mean, he had to know that I would be there on a Saturday! (Now I realize later that it was set up in advance, and that she knew he would be coming by, but she played it off very well.) He walks right up to the fence and comes inside the pool area. I’m pretending to read a book and not notice…that is, until he stands virtually right in front of us, his shadow blocking the sun from my book. I pretend to just then notice, looking up in surprise at this tall black guy standing there, blocking the sun. He just grinned down lewdly at me. I opened my hand in a greeting gesture and somehow managed to croak out a weak, “Hi”. He turned his attention to her saying, “So, when you wanna hook up?” She said, “Just give me a call later and we’ll work something out.” “Let’s do it soon, baby. Don’t make me wait for that pussy, ” he said, looking right me. With that, he left. I looked at her and said, “This is really going to happen?” She said, “It certainly looks that way. But if you end up getting butt-hurt over it, just remember, this is your doing!” . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Phone Call About an hour after we got home, the phone rang. She answered it. “Hello? Yes, this is Beth? Oh, hey Rodney how are you?!” She glanced over at me with a devilish smile, then walked into our bathroom and closed the door. Dammit! I wanted to hear! Of course I crept close to the door and listened in (which she knew I’d do), but I really couldn’t hear much. She came out a few minutes later and said, “It’s on for next Saturday. You have a week to change your mind. But, once underway, there will be no backing out, understand? No matter what you say, I will finish what I start, ok?” . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Meeting That week seemed to be both rush, yet crawl by. I was excited, but also torn with the idea of some black guy fucking my girlfriend. But soon enough, the Saturday arrived. They had talked the night before and decided that a late morning / early afternoon time might be better. At 12 o’clock on the money, a car pulled up in front, rap music again blaring. Rodney gets out and the fun essentially begins. My girlfriend was dressed in a pair of sleepwear bottoms and a razor thin pink tank top that didn’t quite come all the way down to her waist. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. You could clearly see her nipples through the fabric of the tank top. She opened the door and greeted him with a hug. He reached out around and grabbed her ass cheeks with both his large hands. “Hello again!”, she said He pulled back, looking her over, obviously pleased with what he saw. “My GOD you are built for sin!” With that, he lifted her tank top over his breasts and immediately crouched down to sucking her nipples, squeezing and fondling them at the same time. He didn’t even notice me sitting in the recliner in the corner of the room. He finally noticed me and said, “Oh, what’s up dawg?! Hope you don’t mind me enjoying your little lady for a while.” He said it in a way which implied that I didn’t have a choice alanya escort in the matter. Not even waiting for my objection, he returned to Beth’s tits, sucking loudly on her pretty, pink nipples. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Getting Down to Business He stood back up and began removing his clothes. He told her to get on her knees and pull his underwear down. She did as asked, then glanced over at me to see if I was ok with all of this. What the hell could I do at this point though? This shit was already too far to go back now…he’d just been sucking my girlfriend’s tits! They had already crossed a line. Besides, I wasn’t about to stop this now. She pulled his boxers down and a fucking, jet-black, monster cock sprang out right toward her face, fully erect, almost hitting her in the nose. She jumped backward slightly from the surprise. She wasn’t the only one…I was surprised as well. That thing was long and stood out from his body like another arm. “Good Lord!” she said. “How big is that thing?” “A shade under ten inches.” came the reply. She looked back at me as if to say, “See what you’ve done?” But my mouth was still open from the shock of this whole thing. I mean, I’m just about 6 inches fully erect, and here’s this thing that has 3 plus inches on me. And thick. “Suck it!” he demanded in a deep drawl. She craned her head forward and opened her mouth. The next several seconds went by in slow-motion. I watched as he grabbed her ponytail and literally pulled her head toward his penis. Mouth opening wider, his cock approached her oral cavity. Her lips closed around the head making it disappear from view. She looked up at him with those blue eyes, while he looked down at her, keeping that ponytail firmly in the grasp of one hand. “No, no…don’t close your lips yet baby, leave ’em open. I know you want to taste that dick, but you gotta wait. I gotta feel that throat first.” He then placed his other hand underneath her chin. Well, you can guess what came next. He began to fuck into her open mouth as I just sat there in shock. His cock, squashing flat her tongue, entered her esophagus on each in-stroke. All you could hear was this “chock-chock-chock” sound as he fucked into her throat. He would pull out occasionally and show her his immensely engorged penis, slick with back of the throat saliva; a long strand of which connected his cock to the interior of her mouth, anchoring somewhere unseen. “Open up baby, here it comes.” he said. She did as told, opening up to receive his stalk once again. I noticed her stomach heave once as she retched on his fat knob. He only pulled back a little, but wouldn’t let her pull all the way off of his dark prong. “Come on baby, I know you can do better than that!” He pulled out rubbing that plum-shaped head across her lips. “Now get down on it again before I have to get some of that sweet pussy.” And once again, his black dick was in her mouth, heading toward her throat, hands still on the ponytail and under her chin. This was followed by more “chock-chock-chock” and the occasional sounds of her retching. He was taking a lot of pleasure from her mouth, rocking his weight from foot-to-foot, holding her head firmly in place. Having finally had enough, he said, “Ok baby, I need some of that pussy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Their (first) Fuck “I wanna bend you over something!” were the next words out of his mouth. Beth stood up, looking around for something to bend over. He comes up behind her, lifting her tank top over her head. Her incredible breasts fell free and his hands were on them immediately from behind. They were both facing me at this point, and I watched mesmerized as he had his way with her, squeezing, hefting, and kneading her breasts from behind. She watched me closely the entire time with a lewd smirk on her face, as if to say, “This is what you wanted, and this is what you get.” Kicking off her pajama bottoms, she decided the arm of the sofa was the most practical thing. Now I’m in the recliner with a very painful erection at this point. She walks over to one side of the sofa (which is directly across, providing a perfect side-on view) with him following close behind. He’s now right behind her, grinding his huge erection against her ass. She slowly bends over the arm of the sofa, allowing her forearms to rest on the cushion. She was still waiting for me to put a halt to this whole thing before it went any further. Looking right at me she said, “I am about to get seriously fucked. It’s now or never!” I just looked at her like, “I don’t know.” She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on the sofa cushion, preparing for a rough penetration. Rodney walks up closer now, his monstrous cock appearing over the cleft of her ass. He grabs her hips with both hands and slides his jet-black cudgel up and down the length of her ass-crack. Now keep in mind that he is almost four inches longer than I am, and thick. I am immensely curious as to how this is going to work out. Where will she find the room to accommodate this monster? Will she even be able to get it all in? All I know that she feels tight to me. I couldn’t imagine what this coupling would feel like to both of them. He slid his cock back down and began searching for the entrance to her body. Finally finding the mark, he began to position the head within the folds of her vagina. She looked again at me, as if to say, “This is your last chance to stop this?”, but then noticed that I had already pulled my own cock out of my pants. I make no apologies…I was too far gone at this point to care. Rodney pushed his hips forward, gaining an inch of that giant, plum-shaped head. She winced at the entry. He now grabbed her sexy hips again with his large black hands. escort alanya The contrast of their naked skin was captivating. Her ass was arched up perfectly, the only other connection between them was that long obsidian tube stretching from his body to hers. He walked up behind her slightly, and that tube began to gain entry. A sudden thrust sent about 3 inches further inside of her. Suddenly, she winced and rounded her back up off of the arm of the sofa, letting out an exhalation. “What’s the matter baby? I thought you wanted to get fucked deep?”, he said with a sly chuckle. “I…I do,” came her reply. “I just need to adjust a little. Your penis is…huge.” I just sat there dumbfounded. I knew this wouldn’t be easy on her, but he was barely inside of her at this point. She glanced over at me with an exasperated look and shook her head slightly. Then, biting her lower lip, she lowered back down onto the sofa arm. He looked at me and then began to push more of those black inches inside of her silky white pussy. She gritted her teeth, eyes closed tight, as that monster began it’s journey to the center of her belly. He pushed again, gaining another three inches now, reaching my depth of penetration. There were still nearly four inches left outside her body. “Ok…I’m pretty full now,” she exclaimed. “You’re going to have to stop a moment. You’re up against my cervix.” “Yeah, I can feel it,” he said. He paused a moment, basking in the sight of her bent-over form, taking satisfaction in the exquisite feel of her clutching vagina, snuggly contouring around the shape of his immense shaft. His hands were still on her hips; his patience wearing thin; wanting to pull her backward onto him in complete impalement. He didn’t wait long, pushing another two inches inside of her. And now as he had gotten close to 8 inches of the way inside her, Beth’s mouth opened wide, lips pulled back, teeth bared. He came to a brief halt, as if they had encountered resistance. Opening and then closing his fingers on her hips, he began pushing again. His clock bent slightly, then straightened as the final couple of inches disappeared fully inside of her body. Her fingers were clutching the sofa cushion, eyes tightly shut, mouth open. It had taken a while, but she had taken all of his near 10 inch penis. His hips were against her now, those beautiful cheeks flush against his groin; every inch of that monster now ensconced within her belly. He stood behind her unrelenting. He grinded his hips against her, making his cock flex and squirm around within her tight pussy, ensuring it touched every square-inch of her uterus. He remained that way for a good minute, insisting she feel every hard-veined inch of that gristle. “It hurts,” she said. “Yeah, but you got all of it baby. You’ll be aight in a minute.” She looked at me again only to observe that I was now jerking furiously and on the verge of orgasm. I couldn’t take my eyes off my beautiful girlfriend, bent over a sofa arm, belly full of some black guys monstrous cock. He look at me shaking his head, and said, “It’s in deep bruh. You ain’t never been this deep inside her and never will.” He then clenched down on her hips and began to pull back. Her head flew back and she emitted an audible gasp. He pulled about 9 inches of black cock out of her (now shiny with her juices); froze a moment; then slowly, torturously, pushed it all the way back up into her belly, stopping again once he was balls-deep. He ground his hips against her smooth, rounded backside. This was repeated again, then again. Now he was getting serious and began to increase the pace, pushing her forward as much as possible, pumping his hips and sending that…”thing”…into her at a steady tempo. She groaned out in exclamation as her pussy was nearly emptied, then completely filled. “Oh…my….GOD! Your….cock…is…s-sooo…f-fucking BIG! I…can feel it in my stomach!” He halted, balls-deep, when he heard this. Grabbing her hips tightly, he ground against her once more, flexing his cock around within her guts, sending the engorged head of that giant thing somewhere near belly-button depth. “It’s in your stomach huh?”, he said. “Take it then, white girl. Feel that big, nigger dick up inside you!” (His words, not mine.) As he remained there completely impaled within her, he looked at me and said, “At this moment, this girl is my property. I’m in her now, and this pussy is mine, understand?!” I just nodded, but was at the edge of my orgasm. She glanced over just as the first stream erupted out of the head of my cock, shooting straight up before landing on my chest. “That’s right,” he said with a chuckle. “You cum on your chest. My cum is going to go deep inside your little honey, here. From here on, she’s mine. You can have her only when I’m not using her. Whenever I feel like it, I’m going to come over and fuck this girl, understand?” Of course I was beyond the point of words, as my orgasm was still pumping it’s load out of me. He resumed his thrusting now. Heavy, dull thrusts, smacking into my sweetheart’s backside. He grabbed her ponytail with one hand and grasped a hip with the other. She gasped as he jerked her head up and off the sofa cushion. “Ohhh…..Goddd”, she cried out. He was thrusting deeply on each thrust, burying his immense penis fully inside her belly on each in-stroke. Making her take him fully on each thrust, he was not at all concerned about how her internal system was having to respond to each push of that massive organ. “Oh…God….it’s…getting b-bigger!” she cried out. “You’re…filling me…up with that thing!” “Her pussy is so damn tight bruh, ” he said to me. “I hit the gold mine with this bitch!” His teeth were now bare. He hammered her, grinding her out, rearranging her alanya escort bayan womb with that thick, black truncheon. She was squirming and moving her hips from side-to-side in effort to alleviate the pressure inside of her, but he had her pinned against the sofa arm. With her ponytail in his fist, she could do nothing but fully absorb each of those concussive thrusts. Well…her cervix absorbed them. Her internal organs absorbed them. He sounded like he was almost growling now, clearly on the verge of orgasm. “I’m about to nut.”, he uttered. Beth immediately looked over at me as he said that. His thrusting increased, as did her squirming. But she couldn’t move. That cock was jamming her balls deep on each thrust. That great, plum-sized cock head was punching her k**neys on each thrust forward. “My GOD, this pussy feels good. I’m gonna bust in you…” With that, he jammed forward, burying himself fully inside her. Without releasing her ponytail or hip, his head flew back and his teeth clenched. He stood behind her, fully impaling her, grinding his hips as he emptied himself deeply inside her tight, white belly. She announced, “Oh my God…I can feel it flexing!” He stayed buried flush for a good ten seconds as his fat cock spat out it’s load inside her sweet pussy. During which, Beth wiggled her ass around in little circles, trying to find some comfort and to relieve the pressure she felt inside her cramped belly. Their audible gasps and groans filled the air. He finally released her ponytail and she fell limply onto the sofa cushion, back still arched invitingly, head-down, ass-up. As the last of his load pumped out, he groaned, “Yesss…take that black cum, white girl.” He looked again at me, shaking his head in a “yes” motion, satisfied with his conquest of my fiancé. Then he began withdrawing his penis from her body. His black cock was covered white; a combination of his cum and her secretions. He went to the bathroom to clean up and she remained in the bent-over position for several minutes, weak, and groaning softly. He came out just as she was rising up. He smacked her hard on the ass, causing her to fall over the sofa arm again. “Be careful girl,” he said. “Unless you want some more!” She mumbled, somewhat jokingly, “N-n-not…right now, please…I need my organs to shift back to their normal positions.” He chuckled and then looked at me. “I’ll be back soon for some more of that pussy. Make sure you have her cleaned up and ready to go.” Then the door slammed. And with it, a chapter of our lives together. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Aftermath I stood there watching her try and raise back up. I could clearly see a huge wad of cum now beginning to run out of her. As she stood up, we both looked down as huge streams of cum began to run down her long legs. “Maybe you could get me a towel or something, please?” she asked. I quickly brought her a towel and helped her clean up a little. I went back and turned the water to the shower on so it would warm up and then returned to help her to the bathroom. After a near 20-minute shower, she came into the bedroom. She looked at me laying there, rubbing her fingertips around her belly button. I asked what was wrong and she just said, “I’m just sore baby. He was really up in there.” Of course I wanted to talk and hear about it from her perspective. She laid down on the bed and continued rubbing her belly. “Well”, she said, “I didn’t think I was going to be able to let him finish. I really wasn’t ready that. His cock felt so huge inside of me. It really filled me up! But, I finish what I start….what you started, I should say!” She went on… “But once he was in me, I couldn’t really move. He had me pinned against the sofa so I couldn’t move with him either. There was no give. My uterus had to absorb the full impact of those thrusts.” “Did it not feel good at all?” I asked. “It did feel good in a way. It’s just one of those things. Sometimes a you want to be fucked so hard it hurts. But you have to be in the mood for that. And, it’s not normally with a monster like that. So yeah, it did feel good, but it hurt at the same time, I guess. I mean, you couldn’t possibly understand what it’s like to have your uterus pounded by some guy’s giant dong. She went on, adding, “But it was exciting at the same time. Just knowing that you were watching me getting fucked by some black guy, and that it turned you on, was also a turn on for me. Being taken by some big, strong, black guy is a fantasy that a lot of white girls have.” “You definitely got taken.” I added. “You heard what he said. He wants more. I mean, it’s up to you and me of course, but we’ve started something now. And this is your deal, remember? If this is going to stop, you’ll have to be the one to do it. I am going to play along and make you be the one who puts an end to this.” . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The next morning, she sleeps late. I’m in the den when she comes down. She looks at me and says, “I still have cum running out of me!” I couldn’t believe it. I grabbed her right there, took her robe off, then bent her over the same arm of the sofa where she had previously gotten fucked. I was hard as a rock and inserted myself quickly inside her. “Be careful baby, I’m still sore”. She took me easily however. I pumped her furiously without once even having felt her cervix. I tried getting as deeply into her as I could. She sensed what I was doing and said, “You’re nowhere as deep as he was baby. I’m sorry if that makes you feel bad.” Of course I knew that, and the insecurity bore at me. But in my mind, I tried envisioning what he must have experienced as I fucked her now. Too turned on from the fresh events, I quickly unloaded inside of her. “Damn honey…I thought I had just gotten rid of the last bit of cum.” “Better get used to it.”, I said “Yeah, right?”, she laughed. End of part 1 (Please let me know if you enjoyed this story and would like me to continue. There are many more parts to come).
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