My Surprise Vacation

It was indeed a surprise package

planned by my loving hubby Rajesh
without neither discussing with me
nor letting out any details
whatsoever to me. He just asked me
to pack our bags for 10 days and not
to ask him any questions. I too
obliged and just followed his
instructions anxiously waiting to see
what is in store for me.

The warmth of the tropics took our

breath away from the moment we
walked off the plane. It was as if the
cold bitter winter we had just left
four hours earlier was only a
memory. I looked at my hubby, as I
called him and saw an incredible
smile spread quickly across his face.
It was as if our minds were both
feeling the same rush of joy as the
warm air blanketed us.
On landing at the airport I came to
know that we were at Montego Bay,
Jamaica in the Caribbean Islands. We
made our way through customs
which was nothing more than a long
line and a wasted hour instead of
being on the beach. The airport was
clean but not as clean as we are
used to back home. Of course we
both commented we were in a third
world country so things were going
to feel different.

Rajesh was looking at me quite

differently than usual. I was certainly
in great shape even after two kids.
As I saw him standing there it sent a
message to my hormones that this
was going to be a sex filled week
indeed. I had pulled my hair back
into a pony tail and tied it with a pink
ribbon. I remember thinking to
myself, wow, I looked hot! Rajesh
smiled as we then grabbed our bags
and headed out the door into the
fading sun light. It was late afternoon
yet Rajesh commented how warm it
still felt. As promised the van was
waiting and carried us off down the
country side to our resort. Rajesh
and I were the only one in the van as
the driver, a local man, chatted away
the entire hour ride. Odd thing was I
noticed him carefully checking me
out quite often. Figuring it was Indian
skin that had him interested. I never
really gave it much thought and kind
of enjoyed the flirting on his part.
Not really sure but I sensed Rajesh
noticing it as well. No harm in having
some fun. After all we were on
vacation, right?

The resort was a paradise as we

settled into our room and spent the
night exploring the various bars and
restaurants. Exhausted from the long
trip we crawled into bed early
figuring our first morning on the
beach was soon at hand. Before I
could make a move I felt his hand
wrapped around my breast and his
fingers stroking my nipples to life.
My hubby was not usually that
aggressive so I loved this new sexy
attitude he had brought with him to
our vacation. With warm breezes
blowing in our open patio we soon
screwed each other as if it was our
first time before falling to sleep.

When I opened my eyes, first thing I

noticed was my hubby nowhere in
sight. Looking around the room I
thought he obviously had gotten up
early and maybe already left for the
beach. I showered quickly figuring I
would catch up with him. Crappy
water pressure but then again it's
not back home so I made the best of
it. It was already ten and the heat of
the sun hit me like a ton of bricks.
Still I felt so alive and headed
towards the beach to find Rajesh.
The first thing that hit me was the
warm sand between my toes. The
second was the first woman I came
across laying in the sun topless.
Almost embarrassed to look at her
tits I tried not to stare but the further
I walked the more topless women I
saw. Walking further I spotted Rajesh
sitting on a chair and one young
blonde girl talking to him. My heart
raced as I noticed that she had also
removed her top and was chatting
with my hubby with her tits exposed.

I was furious with my hubby and

asked him how dare he left me alone
in my room and he was flirting on
the beach with that blonde. Rajesh
smiled at me and introduced her to
me saying that he was sitting alone
and she was the one who joined him
and casually talking to him. He
assured me that there was nothing
serious... just some light fun. He also
told me that I too had the same
liberty to flirt lightly if I wished since
we were at a place where no one
recognized us. I just left him and that
blonde and proceeded further to find
one shack where I settled down
looking at the wonderful water
waves and the beauty around. I was
lost in trance and suddenly woke up
by a male voice wishing me "Good
Morning".

I looked at him. He was a black

young muscular guy in his early
twenties and was smiling at me. He
was wearing a loose Bermuda and
nothing at the top showing off his
well toned muscular chest and arms.
I smiled back and he asked me if I
wanted some orange juice. I said yes
and he rushed off to get me some. In
the mean time my hubby joined me
and asked "Did you notice all the
topless women around this beach?
No one is wearing a top except you."
I looked at him and he had a devilish
look in his eyes. Without uttering a
word I quickly removed my top and
bra and flung it aside. I had never
been so bold in my entire life and it
was both shocking and thrilling for
me and my hubby. He was all smiles
and looking at my boobs he
commented "You look so hot... You
may remove your shorts as well if
you wish". I just ignored him as I was
still annoyed with him.

When the young black guy returned

with a glass of juice in his hand, his
eyes never came off my boobs. My
pale skin, pink nipples and the
fullness in my boobs drew his
constant attention. I quickly adjusted
showing no signs of embarrassment
whatsoever. As time passed more
and more men made their way past
us looking at me and sometimes
stopping to chat. I also noticed my
nipples never went down as some
form of sexual trance had over taken
me. We spent the entire day at the
beach, swimming in the waters and
intermittently taking rest in the
shack. When the sun was finally
going down we headed back for
dinner. Rajesh and I ended up in the
shower together. I was real horny
and my pussy was flowing. After
dinner, we just grabbed each other
and had a wild sex.

By the third day I walked the beach

topless without a care in the world.
Many of those times the young black
guy who had now become my
admirer accompanied us on the
beach and had lot of conversation
giving us the information on Jamaica
and other cities in the Caribbeans.
He was a tall young man with dark
skin and a wonderful smile. His name
was Mike and he was very charming
and certainly did everything he could
to be next to me as often as he
could. Mike had certainly given us
premier treatment more than most
guests received. Rajesh loved the
attention as we got to know him
better. Slowly, Mike began to
comment about my tits telling us
how soft they looked to him. At first
his comments struck me as bold and
forward but his charm was so
smooth that I got used to it. With
each passing day we got friendly
with him and enjoyed his company.

Rajesh and I ate at an open air buffet

that night when out of nowhere Mike
appeared. He was working a double
shift as he explained in the
restaurant and joked with us when
he had time. It was one of the
perfect, warm evenings with the sky
full of stars. Rajesh seemed so happy
to see him as they chatted for a
short time. He suggested we head to
the disco later on and he would be
off at ten to join us. We said great
and finished up dinner and a few too
many cocktails before heading to
meet up with him. He too had a
couple of rounds of cocktails with us.
Later, he asked Rajesh whether he
could dance with me and Rajesh
looked at me. I was more than willing
as the atmosphere around was fully
charged. Within five minutes Mike
and me were dancing very sexy like.
I had worn a short mini skirt and cute
low cut tank top and our movements
grew more and more suggestive as
we continued to dance more and
more. Rajesh never ever liked to
dance but he also never objected to
my dancing as well. He was just
watching us over his drinks.

As the loud beat of the music

overpowered everyone in the disco,
Rajesh looked over at me and then
motioned that he was going outside
for some fresh air. I nodded yes and
waved back as he left the bar. Ten
minutes later I decided to join my
hubby outside. So I told Mike to
accompany me. Coming out of the
bar, I was having hard time
breathing from all the dancing and
my boobs were heaving up and
down. Mike made some comment
about how good a dancer I was and
how sexy I looked in my top and skirt
constantly staring at my boobs. Not
really sure how it all happened but
while looking out for Rajesh, I and
Mike walked through a long shaded
area where all of a sudden Mike
caught my hand and dragged me
aside and pulling me close to him
put his hot burning lips on mine and
kissed me passionately for a long
time clearly suffocating me. He then
lifted up my top and grabbed by
boobs for the first time. I watched his
dark hands reach out for my boobs
as it made me dizzy. I closed my
eyes as I felt Mike forcing me to open
my mouth and putting his big tongue
inside and playing with mine. At the
same time he pinched my pink
nipples slightly causing me to moan
and melt even more.

I felt him push his chest tight to my

boobs and wrapped his arms around
me as we embraced mashing our lips
into each other's like hungry
animals. His hard cock pushed at my
pussy and I responded in kind. Mike
reached his hands behind me and
grabbed my ass and started
kneading it. I found all this so
romantic yet I finally pulled myself
free and told him it was time for us
to leave. Mike seemed disappointed
but agreed with me. We soon found
Rajesh standing and smoking near
the pool. I told him that I was damn
tired of dancing and we should now
go back to our rooms. We wished
Mike a good night and rushed to our
room where we tore each other's
clothing off in record time. I was
damn horny and acted like a wild
woman, holding my hubby's cock
and guiding it inside my pussy. As I
rode on his cock, I was thinking of
Mike and had two quick hard
orgasms before he pumped his cum
into my pussy. We soon fell asleep,
my hubby oblivious of whatever
happened between me and Mike.

Next day morning we again went to

the beach, swam for some time and
then came back to our shack. I wore
a bikini this time, getting bold by
looking at all the foreigner women
only in bikinis. Rajesh too
encouraged me to wear it. While in
the shack, I said to Rajesh "My skin
needs some lotion, it's the first time
this year that I am in the sun". He
replied "Of course, darling" and
started to softly rub the coconut
flavored lotion on to my skin. He
undid the knots on my back and
carefully applied the lotion on all my
back area, my arms, my legs and all
over my exposed body. "Thanks" I
said, smiled and kissed my husband.
Then I relaxed on my towel and let
the sun soak into my skin. Rajesh lay
down beside me and closed his eyes.
My eyes were looking out for Mike
but he was not seen at all since
morning and I wondered what had
happened. When it became 12.00
noon, we went back to our room.

After Rajesh had showered, I went to

the shower to clean away the salt
water. With a towel around my still
wet body, I came back to the room,
where Rajesh was waiting for me on
the bed. "Well, are you also tired?"
he smiled to me, when I sat down
beside him. "Only a little." I bent
myself over him to kiss him
passionately. He kissed with more
passion until he slowly removed the
towel from my slim body. We kissed
deeply and I moaned, as Rajesh
entered me with one thrust. I was
already wet and waiting for him to
enter me, pressing my body to
drench my thirst. My husband
seemed to be very excited, since
after a couple of strokes, far before
my own orgasm, he collapsed above
me. "Sorry, sweetheart, it was just
too much for me to see you all the
day in this sensual bikini. I will last
longer the next time. Now I am
nevertheless also exhausted",
whispered Rajesh, when he lay
beside me. "My poor man", I tried to
smile and kissed him nevertheless.
Soon after I stood up, put the
beachwear in the wardrobe and went
to the wash room.

When I returned to the bedroom,

Rajesh had already fallen asleep and
was snoring. Since I wasn't tired at
all, but even full of energy and
excited, I decided to put on a new
bikini and head to the swimming
pool to tan my skin and catch the
last sunlight. Normally I wouldn't
dare to put on this bikini, but it was a
present from Rajesh and the other
one was drying on the balcony. On
the other hand, since we were on the
premises of a secluded resort there
were no problems in trying out this
kind of outfits anyway. I was very
proud of myself that I maintained my
body slim even after giving birth to
my second son. My breasts were still
firm and no signs of my age of forty
had shown on my thighs yet. I had to
get my skin tanned a little bit. Not
too much, since it was very sensitive
to the sun and fast got too red and I
didn't want to look like a lobster.

It was a huge 5 star secluded resort

in Jamaica. When I stepped out into
the hotel corridor, I shivered slightly
as a cool breeze from the sea waved
over my body, producing goose skin
and caused the little hair on my
forearm to rise. The lower cut of this
bikini was very daring, with high
tights that highlighted the soft
roundness of my crotch and if looked
sharply, one could even see the
outline of my pussy lips through the
shiny material. I could also feel my
nipples harden under the thin fabric
of my black bikini. I liked the soft,
shimmering material a lot, since it fit
tightly to my body and caressed
tenderly my shaven pubic area, but
in this situation I was a little bit
embarrassed that everybody could
see my nipples so clearly through my
top.

When I came to the Pool, there were

only a few guests. The pool boys had
already started to clear the water
from fallen leaves and to rearrange
all the lawn chairs and towels. I
helped myself with one of the
comfortable lawn chairs and lay
down with my book. Before I even
could get lost in the plot of my book,
a waiter approached me to take an
order. "Unfortunately I have no
money with me I answered," But was
instantly assured by the waiter that
all he needed was my room number
in order to get me a drink. It was
quite early to start drinking, but on
the other hand it was the time to
celebrate the vacation. I gave my
room number and ordered some red
wine. Just in a few minutes the
waiter came back with a big glass of
wine.

I relaxed even more and enjoyed the

last rays of the warm Jamaican sun.
It had been a long journey indeed
but it was worth it. "Not too bad after
all" I thought to myself, while
watching the local pool boys working
around the pool. They only wear
beach trunks and nothing on top. I
observed with increasing interest the
play of the muscles on their bodies. I
had heard about the black guys and I
pondered whether the myth was true
that they were hung like a horse.
Last night too, I could feel that Mike's
shaft was quite big when he was
grinding it into my pussy while
kissing me.
With these sensual thoughts, I put
the book aside and drifted away into
an unusual dream. This light dream
was suddenly disturbed by a shadow
which fell on me. When I opened my
eyes, one black muscular pool boy
stood directly in front of me, without
his T-Shirt and well aware about his
well defined muscles. I was not
aware how long he stood there
watching me. Small drops of sweat
were glistening in the sun on his
black skin and when I took away my
sun glasses, I even saw with
astonishment the outline of his huge
thick cock against the thin material
of his trunk. His cock was clearly
hanging down to the bottom of his
trunk, almost close to his knees. I
had never seen something like that
before and frankly I was stunned and
wondered whether he was really
gifted with such a huge cock. I also
wondered if in flaccid state it looked
so huge then what it would look like
when fully erect??

I looked up to him with a questioning

look. He opened his mouth and
showed his perfectly white teeth:
"Hello" he smiled to me. On me it
made a not very sympathetic
impression. The looks of this young
black made me afraid of something.
The look was unmistakably lusty and
hungry. One the one hand, I felt
flattered that a young man around
20 at the most, could be interested
in a woman of 40 almost double his
age. But nevertheless his look scared
me, especially since he was black
and I had never interacted with any
black guys earlier, the first one being
Mike. I only nodded as a response
and he turned around towards the
bar. I remained there lying still some
time and finished my wine. Then I
sat up, put my stuff into the bag and
put on a beach robe of transparent
chiffon over my body. Only now I
recognized the key on the floor
beside my chair. Attached to the key
was a small wooden board where it
was indicated a room number. It was
clearly not a room belonging to the
hotel area, since they had fine hand
carved stones.

A thought came to me that the key

wasn't there by chance since I did
not see it earlier. On the contrary, it
was left there intentionally. I shook
my head, wondering about my
insolence. It would have been so
easy just to leave the key there and
go back to the room. But on the
other hand I was too kind and I
thought about bringing the key to
the reception. On the way to the
reception, I saw a small sign
directing away from the path with
the inscriptions of the number range,
to which the room must belong.
Since it was still a way to go to the
reception, I went along that path and
decided to go straight to this room
and place the key on the foot mat in
front of the door. When I approached
the door, I noticed that the door was
not completely closed. Through the
gap I could only see the twilight in
the room.

Directly beside the door, inside the

room I noticed a small office table.
"Should I just put the key on it and
leave?" I wondered. To do that, I had
to enter the room only a little bit,
actually only to open the door a little
bit and stretch my arm until I could
place the key on the table. I smiled,
"what would the owner think if he
would find the key in there?" I did a
step forward and stretched my arm
out. In this very moment it occurred
to me that the situation was
ridiculous. I straightened up and
opened the door with a wave of
courage and stood in the dim light of
the room. I was just about to place
the key on the table when I heard
the earlier familiar voice. "Hello." I
twitched so violently, I almost cried.
Only now I could detect the dark
shape in front of me through the
half-closed shutters.

It was the same young black guy

from the pool. "Nice that you visit
me", he looked straight into my
eyes. He still wore his shorts and
didn't put his shirt on. A sudden fear
enveloped me. What was I doing
here? "I wanted only to return this
key" I said with trembling voice. I
placed the key on the table and as I
wanted to turn and leave, he said
with a firm voice. "One moment."

Then suddenly, pulling me into the

room and backing me into the corner
he said "Come on baby... You
wouldn't dress like this in a more
than skimpy bikini coming to
Jamaica, if you didn't want this
cock."

"I didn't dress like this for you!" I

exclaimed. "It was a present from my
husband. He expects me to come
back anyway." The black guy looked
at me lustily from head to feet. The
wind was coming through the half
opened window and the door and
playing with my chiffon dress and he
observed my breasts and nipples.
The black bra was tight against the
hardening nipples. The blood was
running into the tips and causing
them to become rock hard against
the smooth cloth. His eyes ravished
my body and I turned red in
humiliation.
"Please, let me go" I begged.

He moved forward, gripping my

wrists where they were crossed in
front of me, and lifting them, pushing
them back against the wall on either
side of me as he pushed his chest
into mine. I looked up fearfully,
panting for breath, my eyes and
mouth wide open in shock and fear.

He bent and kissed me. I jerked my

face away and he crossed my wrists
together above my head, holding
them in one hand as the other slid
around my throat and under my jaw,
holding my mouth in place as his
came down on it again.

"No! No!" I gasped.

"You don't have to play hard to get,

baby," he grinned, mashing his lips
down on mine. His tongue slid into
my mouth and I moaned in rejection,
trying helplessly to move my head or
arms.

He pulled his head back, and looked

me up and down, licking his lips in
appreciation.

"Let me go! Leave me alone!" I

yelled, trying to sound firm.

"Get off baby. You know you want it,"

he grinned showing his white teeth.

"But I don't!" I yelled.

His free hand slid under my left

breast and cupped it, squeezing
lightly, working the mammary
around in slow circles. I gasped and
tried again to pull free. He slipped
his fingers into the cup, shoving it
down a little, pulling my breast up so
the nipple was in the clear sight.
He bent and tongued it, licking his
long fat pink tongue across it, then
taking it into his mouth and suckling.

"Stop! Stop!" I begged.

He ignored me, sucking heavily at

my nipple, drawing the flesh into his
mouth and rubbing his lips over it,
gnawing lightly on the nipple,
pinching it and drawing it out from
the breast, stretching it as he sucked
vigorously.

He slid his tongue up and down

across the nipple, cupping it firmly
from underneath. His hand let it go
after several long seconds, sliding
down my body, down my slim, flat
belly and over my panties. I tried to
close my legs but his powerful hand
forced my thighs apart and slid
under my pubic mound, cupping it
and squeezing upwards.

"No! Nooooo!" I moaned.

His large black fingers rubbed my

pussy as he continued to lick and
suck patiently at my nipple. I had no
choice but to stand there, nearly
motionless, letting him do as he
pleased.

He deftly undid the knot of my bikini

top and pulling slowly away the
shimmering material. My firm
breasts stuck out in his face and he
paused a moment to admire them.

I realized that he had let go of my

wrists, but they were still up against
the wall above my head. I brought
them down and covered my boobs
but he growled, grabbing them and
shoving them back hard against the
wall. "Don't play with me, bitch!" he
snarled.

Frightened, I kept my wrists above

my head as he began to slurp and
suck on my breasts again, squeezing
both with his big hands. He slid
lower, down onto his knees, sliding
his tongue down my belly.

The pool boys black finger found my

panty leg and inserted a long black
finger into the constricting garment.

Looking down on him, I softly

pleaded, "Please stop... I can't let
you continue to stroke me... OH
GOD, "

His finger had found my throbbing

clit. He gently squeezed the sensitive
organ between his finger and his
thumb. My eyes begged for him to
stop... my entire body was nervously
fidgeting.
The probing finger dropped half inch
and slid into my wet slit. It was
immediately coated with my crème...
and gently sawed in and out. His
smile infuriated me as his actions
were causing me such anxiety and...
wanton arousal. My mind raced for a
solution to this all consuming
caressing and stroking.

His fingers slid now into the

waistband of my bikini-string and
tugged it slowly down. I groaned in
humiliation as it slipped down over
my freshly shaved pubic mound and
bared my slit. He chuckled in
pleasure, pulling my panties to the
floor, tapping my foot until I stepped
out of it.

His hands rubbed up and down my

thighs, pushing them further to
open, forcing me to spread my legs
for him. Ashamed, I did, looking up
at the roof, unable to watch as he
stared into my pussy.

I gasped and looked down suddenly

as his tongue licked along my slit. I
stared in shock as he slowly peeled
my pussy lips open with his thumbs
and began to lap at my cunt.

His big rough tongue rode across the

pink flesh, his saliva making it
glisten and shine in the twilight. His
nose ground over my clit as he
shoved his tongue deep into my
cunt. I gasped as a wave of pleasure
poured into my loins. At first I
couldn't believe it. But as he
continued to suck and slurp and lick
on my pussy the feelings grew until I
could no longer deny them.

I fought them down, my mind in a

daze at how and why my body was
responding to this awful man. I was
married! And I didn't know this man,
didn't even know his name! What
was happening? What was my body
doing?

I clenched my teeth, sweating as I

tried desperately to hold off the
pleasure that was surging through
my veins. My body was hot with lust,
my breasts beginning to swell, my
nipples to harden. I was bewildered
and helpless before the sexual
onslaught.

I gasped as I was pierced, and looked

down to see the black man's finger
disappear again into my tight pussy.
He ground his knuckle against my
pussy lips, then began pumping the
thick digit inside me as he pulled my
clit between his lips and sucked
furiously.
I groaned aloud, then turned a deep
red in humiliation as the man
chuckled. He shoved his face into my
crotch, his hands gripping my
buttocks now, squeezing them, his
fingers kneading the hot, firm flesh
as his mouth sucked on my gash.
With his thumbs on both sides of my
lips he delicately separated the
tender flaps. I moaned as I felt him
open my inner being to his intense
gaze. He opened his mouth wide and
closed it over my entire pussy
mound, then locked his lips tight and
sucked for all he was worth.

The black muscular boy gently put

his hands on my upper thighs. And
then... OH GOD... THEN... his tongue
lapped again on my sloppy cunt. The
tongue... his course tongue scrapped
my sensitive bud. He then pushed
his long tongue deep into my wet
womanhood. I nearly passed out...
the pleasure... it was too much. I
could not stand the extraordinary
pleasure. I tried to resist my orgasm
but this black dominant boy would
not let me resist... His tongue
stroked my clit and then buried itself
into my sopping hole... over and over
and over. I screamed as the pleasure
enveloped my body. I could not
endure one more second of the
intense pleasure. My orgasm
overtook my body like a hot shot of
heroine. I thrashed back and forth
with the black man's tongue buried
deep in my gash... he would not
retreat even after he had brought me
to the peak. I begged for him to stop
but he kept his tongue buried and
continued stroking my overheated
pussy. I felt my legs go rubbery and
felt a blast of hot sexual energy blow
through my belly. My mouth opened
and closed helplessly and my eyes
fluttered as my body was enveloped
in a powerful sexual haze. My skin
sparkled with electricity and my
nipples hardened like rocks,

threatening to split apart. I felt my

chamber start leaking its precious
fluid and felt as I was rapidly
approaching a mind shattering
climax and then...

"Noooo! Nooooo!" I moaned. I didn't

know the number of times I
climaxed... but at last the muscular
black lover allowed me to regain my
sense of bearing...

Then he was standing again, beside

me. His teeth gleamed white as he
grinned down at the trembling
woman in me.

"Want it baby, want it?" he grinned.

His right hand slid down between my

legs and his two fingers thrust up
inside me. I gasped, helpless to
prevent my groin from jerking
forward onto his fingers.

"Oh God! Oh my God!" I groaned.

He grabbed my hair, pulling my head

up and back, forcing my back to arch
as he kissed my mouth again. His
fingers pumped furiously in my slit,
slashing across my engorged clitoris
as I humped against them. I grunted
and moaned and sobbed in despair
as my body began to blast into
another powerful orgasmic storm.

I humped like a cheap whore, my ass

grinding and slapping against the
wall as I drove myself down on his
pumping fingers. My tongue began
to slip back and forth against his as
he locked his lips against mine.
I came, my head exploding like a
star busting. I cried out, then
grunted repeatedly, humping wildly
against his hand as he jammed his
fingers up my snatch and ground his
thumb against my clit. My body
flashed into a massive orgasmic
storm of sensations, my groin
blasting out like a volcano as I
grunted in bliss.

I was still dazed from the orgasm,

and was insensible as he dragged
me to the bed and pushed me down
on it on all fours. He stood beside the
bed, pulling my knees up to the
edge. I turned my head, focusing at
what was going on.

The large black organ flopped over

the rim of the bathing shorts. I didn't
notice if he had seen my reaction or
not. My eyes were transfixed on the
magnificent black organ that had
captured my attention already at the
pool. But seeing it now closely in all
its size, my tongue wetted my lips
and I slowly shook my head.

"It's too large... , " I muttered as

much to myself as to the black pool
boy.

My legs were becoming wobbly. The

black snake had started to bob up
and down. There was one thick vein
running down the top of the
magnificent black cock and it
seemed that the blood was running
through that vein and pumping up
the large black cock.

The next thing I could remember was

the black boy pulling out his thick
black cock and positioned him
behind me. I couldn't stand to look at
him further, too much distrusted by
my body's betrayal. I could only feel
the purple tip of his enormous cock
sliding slowly through my damp
pussy-lips. I felt them open to him
and then without warning, he thrust
it into me to the hilt.

I cried out again, my mind a whirling

cyclone of confusion as my eyes
slowly began to clear. He held my
hips and fucked rapidly, using the
full length of his long, thick cock,
riding me like a bitch in heat as I
whimpered and moaned in helpless
confusion.

My mind slowly settled, and I knew

shame at what I had done. Tears
filled my eyes as I knelt there and
took thrust after thrust. My body
jerked back and forth as he
increased the force of his strokes,
and his hips smashed painfully into
my buttocks.
I knelt in misery, feeling like a slut.
My breasts swung back and forth
beneath me in time to the black
man's strokes. Then his hands came
under me and gripped them,
squeezing and kneading the tender
flesh.

I groaned, as my tits were crushed,

and felt my chest fill with heat.

But it was heat that was forced into

me, heat and pleasure, for I felt my
body rising again, reigniting,
climbing back into the sexual vortex
I had only minutes before dropped
out of. I did not bother to fight it, too
disgusted in me to care.

My ass moved of its own volition,

pumping back instinctively against
the big rod slicing between my pussy
lips. My breathing quickened. My
blood raced. My heart pounded. My
head throbbed. I groaned weakly, my
upper body sagging down until my
face and shoulders were buried in
the sheets.

The big cock continued to pound into

my from behind, and my body blew
higher and higher, like a leaf on a
rising wind, flying helplessly, tossed
here and there with no control.

He pulled out of me suddenly, then

jumped onto the bed, rolling onto his
back. I raised my weary head, both
disappointed and relieved
momentarily.

"Come and get it, whore," he said.

The words seared me. He held his
cock upright and I stared in shock
and wonder at the length and
thickness of it, trying to imagine how
I had gotten something so large
inside myself.
"Come on, baby. Come and take it."

As if in a dream I crawled forward,

until I could take the long thick slab
of meat in my hands. I squeezed it
and stared in amazement. It was
gleaming wet from my juices and I
longed to have it back inside me.

Unable to control myself I crawled

forward, straddling him, kneeling
above his groin and holding the thick
cock upright. I sat down until I felt it
nudging my pussy, then, halted, as if
trying for the last time to control me.

Then I looked down into his sneering

face, gave a whimper of despair, and
slowly sank down onto the big tool.

The whimper turned to a groan as it

bloated out my cunt tube and slid up
into my belly. My eyes got wider and
my breathing became more ragged
as I took more and more of it inside
myself.

"Does your husband know that his

wife is craving for black cock" the
pool boy aced with a lurky smile.

With his black cock deep in my

pussy, I could not fathom his
question. It hurt, both the question
and his huge cock.

I came, arching my back and

dropping the final few inches down
onto him. His cock speared me and I
screamed again, bowing back. He
seized my hips, keeping me from
falling, pumping his hips as he jerked
my up and down.

I leaned forward, my hands going flat

on his chest. My eyes were dilated
and my mouth wide. I shuddered
violently, then began to grind myself
against him, my ass rubbing against
his black flesh as I wined in sexual
heat.

The orgasm rode over me, but this

time left me in a sexual heat. I
continued to grind myself against
him, until I regained some strength,
then began to hump up and down,
bouncing on his lap, riding the full
length of his horse as I squealed in
delight.

He rolled over on top of me, then

continued to fuck, throwing his hips
into me, ramming his cock down my
fuck pipe with powerful strokes. I
grunted again, and moaned in
delight. I came again, then yet again,
then again, riding each high into the
swirling mists of sexual bliss, falling
back, only to catch the next wave
upwards.
I felt that he was going to come.
With my last conscience, I tried to
push him off , but it was too late. His
hands were holding down mine and
he was pushing into me with all the
strength and intensity of his orgasm.
What really surprised me was the
intensity of his orgasm. When Rajesh
came inside me, it is just a couple of
drops spurting uncontrollable into
me. But with this potent young
Jamaican I could feel his hot sperm
literally shooting into me. It fired
with enough force and quantity I
could literally feel each forbidden jet
hit my cervix and penetrate through
my womb.

I gasped, "Oh... I... Can feel it...

You're coming... inside me... oh no...
oh no... Not. Now... Oh,... Feels... So
good... I'm cumming... ooohhhh.!",
as my hips again involuntarily began
to push hard against him. The most
intense orgasm I ever had hit me as
he continued to thrust and all I could
do was grab his ass and pull him into
my further . My entire conscience
was focused on this pleasure
between my legs now and I
screamed with the greatest sexual
experience of her life. Wave upon
wave of ecstasy went through my
body as I wrapped my legs around
him and pulled him into me deeper. I
could feel his seed pouring out of me
and down the crack of my ass as
hekept spurting. I couldn't believe
there was so much of it. As the
waves subsided, I could feel the hot
warmth of his load spreading out into
the depths of my body, searching for
my eggs.

I lost consciousness entirely, waking

some time later to find myself alone,
his sperms drooling from my gaping
cunt. It was dark outside now, since
no light came through the shades.
With a rush, I was looking for my
bikini parts, putting them on again.
Before I left this room which

I entered as a loving housewife and

was about to leave as a complete
slut, I found a paper note, where the
following was written: "I expect you
tomorrow afternoon at the same
time. For each minute you are late, I
will think of an adequate
punishment."

Tears came into my eyes, when I left

the room, not knowing what to do...

When I came out it was completely

dark outside and I knew that Rajesh
might be worried and looking out for
me. I was confused what I would
answer him. I stood there for a while,
thought something in my mind and
then started walking towards my
room. But right in the middle of the
lobby I met a worried Rajesh. He was
really panicked and asked my
whereabouts. I told him that I went
for a walk on the beach, kept walking
quiet a distance and then I lost my
way. Being in a foreign land, I
panicked and with great difficulty I
could come back to the hotel. Rajesh
now seemed relieved and asked me
not to venture out alone henceforth.

When I went to my room, I first went

to take shower so that Rajesh
doesn't suspect anything. While
bathing however, I felt very good
about my body and the pleasure that
I had received for the first time in my
life. We had dinner together and
then I quickly went to bed saying I
was damn tired and exhausted.
Rajesh was very understanding and
fortunately did not suspect anything.
I quickly fell asleep and got up very
late in the morning. I then started
thinking about the black boy and his
note. After some time I made a
strong determination that I will not
go to him under any circumstances
and remained confined in the room
until the noon. Rajesh however went
to the beach alone and returned for
lunch which we had together. We
then rested for some time, but as the
evening started approaching, I
became very restless and started
thinking about yesterday's event.
The more I thought about it... the
more excited and horny I started
feeling. I again felt like going to
him... But how will I go? What will I
tell Rajesh? Will he allow me to go
out alone? I grew more and more
restless.

After a heavy lunch, Rajesh soon fell

asleep. But my mind and particularly
my body were racing at a high speed
and demanding sumthing else. I
grew extremely restless, not sure
what I exactly wanted. I finally got
up and told Rajesh who was half
asleep that I would like to swim and
tan my body and Rajesh just nodded
in agreement and asked me not to
go anywhere else.

I quickly wore the same bikini and

proceeded towards the pool... but
while on the way to the pool I don't
know what happened to me... my
head started to spin... my heart
started to beat fast... my pulse
started throbbing at a high speed...
All the blood in my body started to
rush towards my boobs and my
cunt... And my feet automatically
turned towards the black boy's room,
as if some strong magnet pulled
me... and when I reached there I was
in fact 5 minutes earlier than the
scheduled time given to me...

Indian Swaps with White Boss

Raj and Deepa had been married for

5 years. Raj worked in a large MNC
and made a comfortable living. Raj
was 32 years of age and was 5'10"
tall. Deepa was 27 and could be
called a knockout. She was just
average Indian height at 5'2". But,
she had a beautiful figure measuring
34-27-33 and a classically beautiful
face with a lovely olive complexion
that was fairer than most Indians.
Deepa was a virgin when they got
married. Raj on the other hand had a
long running affair with an aunty
who lived in the colony where he
grew up. This aunty had been
widowed at a fairly young age and
she seduced Raj when he was 19
years old. Raj had broken it off when
he decided to marry Deepa. So, it is
fair to say he had been well trained
in pleasing a woman in bed.

Deepa was very shy by nature, but

to please Raj she would let him
indulge in his sexual fantasies, which
until recently had been fairly mild.
However, eight months ago Raj
revealed his deepest fantasy which
involved swapping with another
couple. Initially, Deepa was shocked
and she wanted to hear no more
about it. But, Raj kept insisting. He
rented a few XXX movies with the
swapping theme. Deepa slowly
started wondering what it would feel
like to take a penis other than her
husband's into her body. She soon
realized that her curiosity was
piqued. She told Raj that she did not
want to do it with any of their friends
and was too afraid to do it with total
strangers. As a result, nothing was
done about it for months. A month
ago a manager from Raj's American
Head Office came with his wife to
Raj's branch for a six week
assignment.

The manager's name was Tom and

his wife's name was Cindy. Both Tom
and Cindy were in their early 30s. Raj
was given the task by his boss of
keeping Tom entertained and happy.
Raj's friend, Pankaj had told him that
Tom and Cindy were actually
swingers. Pankaj had been to
America a couple of years ago on a
project and had happened to attend
the Christmas party thrown by Tom
and Cindy. Alcohol had flown freely in
the party and it had been hinted that
later at night the party was going to
turn into a swingers party but
Pankaj's wife got upset by this and
dragged him out of there before the
party got interesting. This got Raj
thinking. He had seen Cindy and
could not stop fantasizing about
sinking his 6" brown cock into this
blond haired, blue eyed angel. Cindy
was 5'5" and was slim and athletic.
She was also not very busty but her
tits were still a handful with half inch
long nipples that he had seen poking
through her shirt. He suspected that
she did not wear a bra most of the
time since she did not need one as
her breasts were so firm. Tom was
tall at 6'2" and very muscular. Raj
hoped that Deepa would be intrigued
by this white adonis enough to agree
to swap with them.
The only question was how to
approach the three of them. He
figured it would not be very hard to
approach Tom and Cindy as they
were swingers and would probably
be interested in trying some local
flavor. Raj came up with a plan to
convince Deepa to go for the swap
with the Americans. He explained to
her that they were swingers and had
expressed interest in swapping with
a local couple, and that it would help
his career if he was able to meet
their request. Deepa agreed to go for
it by convincing herself that she
would be doing it just to help her
husband's career. Secretly, she was
felt nervous anticipation. Raj decided
to broach the subject with Tom.

The next day, Raj took Tom to lunch.

They talked about several things and
Raj asked Tom how he and his wife
were enjoying India. Tom said they
were having a wonderful time and
that the people were very nice and
friendly.

Raj told Tom, "If you and your wife

desire anything else, anything at all,
do not hesitate to ask. I will try my
best to provide it for you".

Tom was silent for a moment. He

then asked, "Are you sure about the
offer?"

Raj told him to ask and then see.

Tom hesitated for one more moment
before saying, "Well. My wife and I
are swingers. We like to interact with
other couples and indulge in some
harmless swapping. We are very
interested in swapping with an
Indian couple but are not sure how to
go about it. We find Indians to be
very friendly but we do not want to
offend anybody by making this bold
offer. I have also looked online and
found that most replies to have
come from single men interested in
being with a white lady. We have
been unable to find any decent
couple so far."

This is exactly what Raj was hoping

to hear. He took a moment to
compose himself and then told Tom,
"I think I can help you. I know a
couple who is willing to try exactly
what you are asking for."

Tom was immediately interested and

asked, "Who?"

So Raj said, "Well, you are looking at

one half of the couple right now."

There was a stunned silence from

Tom for a minute. Then he asked,
"Are you sure? Will your wife agree
to this? Have the two of you done
this before?"

Raj laughed and replied, "Yes. Yes.

No."

So, they talked about it the rest of

the lunch, at the end of which they
agreed to meet that weekend in an
estate home that Raj had inherited
from his parents about 50 miles from
the city. They would have this place
to themselves from the prying eyes
of neighbors.

Raj told Deepa about it that night in

bed. They talked about it for a long
time. This excited them so much that
they ended up fucking twice that
night. Deepa began planning for the
weekend from the next day. Even
though she preferred to wear jeans
and tee shirt most of the time, she
decided to wear Indian dresses for
the entire weekend thinking that Tom
may find it more alluring.

Thinking about preparing herself for

Tom made her blush and hot at the
same time. She ended up lying on
the bed with her jeans and panty
pulled down to her ankles while she
masturbated herself to a crashing
climax. After a short nap, she made
an appointment with a local salon.
She had heard from her friend that
this salon specialized in bikini waxes.
Deepa had never gotten a bikini wax
or even trimmed her pussy hair. But,
she made up her mind to at least
have it trimmed and shaped as she
had heard that Americans preferred
less hair on their bodies. She had the
lady in the salon trim her hair to a
neat little triangle shape. Deepa was
very pleased with the results. The
soft touches of the salon lady had
once again made her hot and as
soon as she came home she took a
shower and masturbated herself to
another climax. At this rate she was
afraid that she would be too
exhausted by the weekend and have
no energy left for the weekend
activities. She decided to refrain
from any more sexual activity until
the weekend. She knew Raj would
not like her decision but was
confident that he would agree with
her later.

Deepa went early on Friday morning

to prepare the estate house. She had
taken enough supplies to last them
the weekend and went about
preparing dinner for the evening.
Finally, everything was ready and
Deepa went and took a bath. She
discovered that she was both
nervous and excited. She wore sexy
black lace underwear. On top of that
she wore a semi transparent baby
pink chiffon sari with a pink
sleeveless blouse that had a
plunging neckline and back. She was
putting final touches to the makeup
when she heard Raj's car pull up. Raj
walked in and saw a real sexy vision
of beauty. He could not help but
whistle. He went to Deepa and when
he tried to kiss her she pulled away
saying he would mess up her lipstick.
So, he settled for dropping her pallu
and fondling her boobs through her
blouse. Deepa pulled away before
they both got too excited.

The two of them had just settled in

the living room when a taxi pulled up
and deposited Tom and Cindy with
their weekend bag. Raj went to
receive the guests. Tom was wearing
casual slacks and shirt while Cindy
was dressed in a strapless red dress
which came just to her thighs. She
looked delectable and sexy. Raj could
not believe his luck that he would
get to fuck this sexy blonde
bombshell over the weekend.

Deepa glanced at Tom shyly and

decided she liked what she saw.
They had a wonderful time getting to
know each other during pre-dinner
drinks as well as during dinner. Tom
was a shameless flirt and had the
shy Deepa opening up to him slowly,
while Raj and Cindy hit it off
instantly. After Dinner, Cindy had a
minute of private time with Deepa in
the Kitchen. Cindy boldly came
directly to the point and asked
Deepa if Deepa had any objections
to Cindy borrowing Deepa's husband
for the weekend to "fuck his brains
to a mush and cock to a limp
noodle"? Deepa was shocked for just
a second by Cindy's brazenness, but
she recovered quickly and gave her
a shy but sure smile of approval.
Cindy gave a whoop, hugged Deepa
briefly, and went away in search of
Raj.

Deepa knew that with her approval

of Cindy and Raj's coupling, she had
also agreed to her own coupling with
Tom. Deepa spent a minute more in
the kitchen to compose herself and
face Tom. She was not sure what to
expect when she returned to the
living room where Tom was waiting
for her. Was he going to pounce on
her immediately, or would he expect
her to start the process? Deepa's
hands were cold and, she did not
know this, but her pretty face and
expressive eyes revealed the anxiety
that she was feeling which she
walked towards Tom.

Tom, sensing her uncertainty,

decided to set her at ease before
attempting anything. He
remembered Raj mentioning that
Deepa had a wonderful talent for
pencil sketches. Since Tom enjoyed
anything relating to art, he began by
asking her about her sketches. He
saw an instant transformation in
Deepa's eyes and posture. Gone
were the anxiety from her eyes and
shyness in her posture. Instead, her
eyes sparkled with a new fire and
her posture became confident and
proud as she started talking
animatedly about her art. If Tom was
not already half in love with this
exotic Indian beauty, he certainly
was hooked now. He made a silent
vow to himself that before the end of
the weekend he would sample
everything that this lovely creature
had to offer and much more.

After having talked to Tom for 15

minutes about her favorite subject,
Deepa was feeling at ease with him.
Tom asked to see some of her work.
Deepa readily agreed even though
she knew they were all in her
bedroom. Deepa, by then, had
decided that she liked Tom a lot and
would very much like to sleep with
him. Tom followed Deepa towards
the bedroom enjoying the sight of
her swaying ass sashaying up the
stairs. Once in the bedroom, Tom
shut the door and locked it. Deepa
went to the draw where she stored
her pictures and showed Tom one at
a time while holding a running
commentary on each. Tom was
leaning over her left shoulder as
they examined the pictures together.
Once, Deepa's pallu slipped
accidentally exposing her deep cut
sleeveless blouse. She did not do
anything to cover herself giving Tom
an excellent view of her breasts. Tom
was instantly hard. He put his arms
around her midriff and pulled her
against him so that she could feel his
excited manhood through all the
layers of cloths.

Deepa's breathing increased and she

started felt her wetness soak her
panties as excited pussy began to
leaked her love juices for this
handsome man. Tom turned her
around and gave her a sloppy open
mouthed kiss while his hands
squeezed her breasts and tweaked
her hard but nipples through the
blouse. Deepa was lost in his sensual
assault and opened her mouth to
accept his kiss deeper. Tom
Immediately plunged his tongue and
started exploring her sweet mouth.
They broke apart after a long time.
Each was breathing hard and could
see the excitement and anticipation
in the other's eyes.

Tom focused his attention on

disrobing Deepa completely. Deepa
assisted him by showing how to pull
the sari from her body. She also
showed him where the buttons on
the blouse were located, and Tom
wasted no time in removing them all
while running his hands over her
sweet curves. Tom pulled her
underskirt down and soon she was
standing in front of him in just her
lacy panties and semi transparent
bra. Tom then hastily shed all his
cloths. Deepa gave a deep gasp of
surprise when she saw Tom's cock
for the first time. The only other cock
she had seen in person was Raj's and
even though it was big enough, Raj's
penis came nowhere near in size to
Tom's cock in length as well as girth.
He must have been at least 9 inches
and as thick as a beer can. Deepa
wondered how she would ever fit this
monstrous manhood into her tiny
little pussy. She felt a moment of
anxiety as she wondered whether
her soft and petite womanly body
with minimal sexual experience be
able to satiate the lust of this hunk
of virile manhood. Tom rid her of her
bra and panty with experienced
ease. He quickly latched on to her
left nipple and started suckling on it
noisily.

Suddenly he was taken aback when

a warm sweet liquid filled his mouth.
It took him a moment to get over his
initial surprise and realize that he
was tasting Deepa's milk. He looked
up at Deepa with enquiring eyes.
Deepa blushed furiously and
explained shyly that she still
produced milk even six months after
her son was born. Tom immediately
dived back and started sucking her
left breast furiously while squeezing
her right breast and spurting milk
everywhere. When he tasted no
more milk, he switched to the right
breast and promptly drank from it.
Soon he had temporarily drained
both breasts. Tom was disappointed
when this happened.

Deepa quickly said, "Don't worry.

They will fill up soon enough." She
then added shyly, "Besides, my son
is not here this weekend. So, all my
milk this weekend belongs to only
you".

This tender, caring and generous yet

sexy babe was making Tom swell up
with an emotion he could not quite
name. He needed to sink his rock
hard cock into her soft and moist
womanhood soon. However, Tom
was well aware that fitting his huge
member into Deepa would not be
easy and so decided to take it slow
and make sure that she was begging
for it before he would enter her. She
was both nervous and excited at the
same time. Tom felt tiny little
shudders course through Deepa's
body. Deepa to the bed and
deposited her at the edge with her
legs protruding past the edge. He
licked around her pussy smelling the
exotic womanly smell emanating
from deep within her core. He
latched on to her stiff clit making
Deepa moan with pleasure. He
started munching on her clit while at
the same time sticking a finger deep
into her pussy to stimulate her g-
spot. Deepa had a strong orgasm in
no time. Finally

Tom thought she was ready for him.

He spread her legs wide and
mounted her. Deepa pulled open the
bedside draw and extracted out a
condom packet. Tom looked at it with
disgust and told her that they did not
need it because he was disease free.
Besides, condoms gave him rashes.
Deepa looked at him sadly and said
that they needed it because she was
not on the pill as she was allergic to
birth control pills. Tom laughed and
said not to worry because it was
almost impossible for him to
impregnate a lady due to a very low
sperm count, low enough that he
would most likely never have kids.
Deepa relaxed on hearing this and
was now eagerly looking forward to
being penetrated without any barrier
between her pussy and Tom's cock.
He entered her slowly afraid of
hurting her. Deepa felt some
discomfort initially but she also felt a
fullness that she had not
experienced so far with Raj. She was
determined to take his cock fully into
her body at any cost. Tom would pull
out and each time slowly penetrate a
little more.
Finally, after 10 minutes of this slow
penetration, Tom was amazed to
realize that he was fully in her. He
started a slow deep penetration
while Deepa moaned and wrapped
her legs around his waist and her
arms around his shoulders. He
increased his pace gradually until he
was really pounding her hard with
strong deep strokes. Deepa had
another strong orgasm. But, Tom did
not slow down. He kept up his pace
for 20 more minutes while Deepa
experienced two more orgasms. She
was beginning to tire and was about
to tell Tom that she could not this
hard fucking anymore when she felt
Tom's entire body stiffen. Soon he
was bellowing out loud as he spewed
spurt after spurt of hot sperm deep
into her womb. He stayed in her for a
couple of minutes as they shared
tender lovers kisses.
Deepa went into the bathroom to
clean up and freshen up a little. She
came back to the bedroom expecting
to go to bed thinking they were done
for the night. But, the moment she
came back into the bedroom, Tom
had her sit in the center of the bed,
lay his head on her lap and started
suckling her milk filled breast. She
was amazed and intimidated to see
that Tom was sporting another rock
hard erection. In fact, Tom did not let
her sleep the entire night. He did not
seem to get enough of her body.
They fucked three more times that
night. Each time would last for at
least 30 minutes with Deepa
experiencing at least 3 orgasms and
Tom depositing a huge load of semen
deep into her at the end of each
session.

He seemed to be obsessed with her

milk. In fact, She actually had to
drink a lot of water in the middle of
the night so that she could produce
more milk for Tom to feed on. They
had found all possible ways for her
to nurse him. He would lie on her
thigh and nurse from her breast
while she played with his dick. She
would be riding him and would offer
him her tits to nurse on. It was highly
erotic for her when she would feel
him filling her pussy with his cum
while at the same time she would
feel him sucking her tits and draining
her milk. This draining of their fluids
into each other was mutually
satisfying for both of them. Upon his
insistence she even showed him how
women in India nursed their children
in public. For this she wore her
discarded sari, the only time she
wore any clothing during the entire
night. She first showed him how to
expose her breast by pulling up one
side of her blouse and bra. Then she
asked him to lie on her thigh and
suckle her while she enclosed his
head and her exposed breast behind
pallu.

Needless to say that Tom found this

shared intimacy highly erotic as well,
and after he had gulped a few
mouthfuls of her sweet nectar, he
could not wait and pushing her down
on the bed, he pulled up her sari and
went on to fuck her long and hard
until they both had mind blowing
orgasms. She was a sight to behold
afterwards, lying there with her sari
and petticoat pulled up to her waist
exposing her freshly cum-filled
pussy, her pallu thrown askance
showing her blouse which covered
one tit while the other one on which
he had just fed was exposed and
leaking. There was not an inch on
her body that Tom did not explore
that night extensively with his mouth
and hands. Tom managed to make
her shed all inhibitions and she
behaved like a wanton slut with him.

Yet, Tom had been nothing but a

gentleman, treating her with great
care and respect while managing to
fuck her silly at the same time. The
next morning Deepa was completely
exhausted having given all her
sexual energy to her demanding
lover for the entire night. Her poor
tiny pussy was all stretched out and
pleasantly sore after being pounded
by his battering ram of a cock. Her
tender nipples were chapped from
his constant sucking of her milk and
her beautiful flawless breasts were
marred with several hickies, a
testament to being mauled and
loved roughly the entire night. They
were met in the Kitchen by the other
sleep deprived couple who seemed
to have had a good time as well.
However, their weekend came to an
abrupt halt because Raj and Tom got
an urgent call from the Office and
they had to both leave immediately.
At the same time Deepa got a call
from her mother that her son was
running a slight fever and was asking
for his mommy. So, all four of them
had to return. Before they left, Raj
gave Cindy a sexy parting kiss.
Seeing this, Tom grabbed Deepa and
imparted a deep kiss of his own on
her while feeling her boobs at the
same time. Deepa felt shy and
turned on at the same time when
she realized that her husband was
watching her being fondled by
another man. They made a promise
to meet again on another weekend
to complete what they had started
this weekend.

3 weeks later Raj came home from

work to a very distraught wife. Deep
launched herself into his arms as
soon as he walked into the house,
sobbing her heart out. Raj asked her
what was wrong and she hugged him
tighter and sobbed harder. She had
him worried now.

He fired a series of questions at her,

"What's wrong? Did something
happen to our son? Is he hurt? Did
you get hurt? Tell me!"

Deepa shook her head, No" to all his

questions. Finally she had calmed
down enough and he heard her
whisper against his chest, "I am
pregnant".

Raj's first reaction was elation

followed closely by confusion. "But",
he said, "we used a condom every
time didn't we?"

Deepa nodded her head amid

hickups. "Did one of the condoms
break?" Deepa shook her head no to
that. "Then, how can that be.
Unless...OH!"

Raj's heart started pounding with

dread as the realization dawned
upon him. Deepa then looked up at
him with sad eyes and quickly
dropped it in embarrassment as a
blush spread through her beautiful
face and neck. His precious wife, the
love of his life was carrying his white
boss' child in her womb. Looks like
his boss was not as infertile as he
had thought if he could impregnate
Raj's wife after just one night of
passionate love making. Raj's eyes
dropped to her still flat tummy
exposed through the pallu of her
saree. Deepa's hands covered her
stomach in a telling protective
gesture as her motherly instinct
kicked in. So, what was going to
happen now? That was the million
dollar question running through both
their minds.

Raj had just received some

devastating news from his beautiful
wife. She was pregnant, and the
father was most likely Raj's white
boss. Deepa was looking at him with
anxiety in her big expressive eyes,
wondering how he would react to the
bomb shell she had just dropped. Raj
certainly looked shocked and
distressed. But, slowly Deepa
observed a change in his expression.
She saw a calmness descend over
his face, then happiness and even
wonder. Raj gave her a big hug and a
passionate kiss.

Deepa asked Raj with a trembling

voice and tears in her eyes, "Raj, I
am so sorry! Please do not hate me. I
love you so much. I do not know
what to do. Please tell me what
should we do." Then, with a
determined expression she said, "I
will not get rid of this baby. it may
not be a result of our love for each
other. But, it is still growing inside
me, and I already love it."

Raj pulled back from his embrace

and looked at his wife. "Honey", he
said, "how can you even think that
way? Yes, I am shocked. But, I know
it is not your fault. If one of us has to
be blamed for this, then it should be
me. I am the one who convinced you
to that one night of swapping with
my boss and his wife, which is what
lead to this condition."

He sat down on the sofa and pulled

her onto his lap. He said, "This baby
is as much mine as it is yours. It
does not matter that someone else
planted the sperm in your womb.
This baby will still be OUR child and
we will love it as much as our older
son. But, we will have to tell my
boss, Tom, and his wife about this
child. I want no misunderstanding. I
want to tell them that though Tom is
the one that impregnated you, I am
definitely the father. I also want to
ask for their consent to make no
claims in the future on our baby."

Deepa was clearly relieved to hear

Raj's passionate acceptance of the
child in her womb even though she
was impregnated by another man.
Raj and Deepa waited for a few
weeks to be sure the pregnancy was
progressing with no complications
before they called Tom and his wife
to explain the situation. Tom and his
wife were first shocked because they
had always believed that Tom could
not father any child due to his low
sperm count. They were never
suspicious of Raj and Deepa's claim
because they had gotten to know the
other couple quite well and knew the
two of them to be the sweetest
people and honest to a fault. They
agreed reluctantly, but happily, not
to make any claims on the child
because they knew Raj would be a
good father to Deepa and Tom's child
just like he was to Deepa and Raj's
child. Besides, they did not wish to
create tension between Deepa and
Raj or cause trouble for them with
their families.

That should have been the end of it.

Except, it wasn't. Deepa felt
something different with this
pregnancy from her previous one.
She was wondering how can it be so.
For one, she was horny all the time.
She recalled being horny the
previous time as well. But nowhere
near as she was this time. It seemed
like she wanted to fuck Raj all the
time. She would pounce on Raj at
any and all opportunities. Yet, she
was never satisfied. She always felt
unsatisfied even after a long bout of
love making with Raj where he would
give her numerous wonderful toe
curling orgasms. She thought her
higher libido this time was maybe
because she had become more open
minded and experienced about sex.
Raj too noticed her constant state of
horniness. Though he was enjoying
all the sexual bouts they were having
as a result of it, Raj realized quickly
what the difference was. Her
pregnancy hormones causing
Deepa's libido to skyrocket were
driven by the fact that another man's
seed had fertilized her egg this time.
So, one time while they were lying in
bed panting and perspiring after a
very vigorous love making session,
Raj brought it up.
"Darling", he said, "what happened?
You seemed really horny today. Not
that I am complaining, but just
curious where all of this passion is
coming from."

Deepa was a little embarrassed and

said a little shyly and miserably, "I
don't know. I just have these urges
all the time. Its like my body is on
fire and nothing seems to be putting
it out. I can't understand it. It must
be the pregnancy. But, that can't be
it because I was not feeling like this
during my last pregnancy with our
child."

Raj looked at her tenderly and said,

"Darling, that's just it. Your last
pregnancy was with our child."

Deepa looked at him blankly. "What

are you saying?" she asked.
Raj laughed and said, "Don't you
see? Last time you were carrying my
child. In this pregnancy, you are
carrying Tom's child."

Deepa turned crimson with

embarrassment. She still did that
every time the topic of her carrying
another man's child came up, even
though Raj was really ok with it, and
had accepted the unborn child as his
own. Hearing Raj mention the
difference was an epiphany for her.
She suddenly realized why she had
this sense of discontent deep down
despite constant love making with
her husband. Her pregnant body was
craving to connect with her baby's
father. She couldn't tell why she
knew this or why her body was
craving it. She felt horrible as soon
as she realized this. She had such a
loving and attentive husband, yet
her traitorous pregnant body craved
to mate once more with the lover
who had impregnated her. She
explains this tearfully to Raj claiming
she is a slut to want this and hurt her
sweet hubby.

Raj gave her an understand nod. He

consoled Deepa. He said, "Darling, it
is OK. I am sure it is some biological
nature that is making your body
want to feel close to your baby's
father and mate with him again. I
understand it. Do you want that? Do
you want to mate Tom again? Make
love to your baby's father? Share the
wonder of your baby with its father
in the most primal way possible?"

Deepa looks at him and says, "What

are you saying?"

Raj says, "I am saying Tom is coming

to India again next week on some
official work. Would you like me to
request him to join us at our guest
house over the weekend so you can
be with him?"

Deepa looks at him in wonder and

says, "You would do this? For me?
But do you think Tom will want to be
with me again? I am so fat now. Look
at my belly. It is so big."

Raj kisses her tenderly and says,

"You are beautiful. You are only 4
months pregnant. Your belly has not
gotten that big yet. Besides, no
matter how big your belly gets, you
will still be a very sexy woman. I am
sure Tom will jump on the
opportunity to fuck you again.
Besides you are carrying his baby.
Besides you have restored his
manhood to him by proving that he
can impregnate a woman and fulfill
his basic functions as a man. So, I
am sure he feels strongly possessive
of the mother of his unborn child and
cannot help but find you sexy."

Deepa looks at him like he is bonkers

and asks, "Do men really think like
that?"

Raj replies, "Definitely! Men are very

basic like that."

Deepa perks up at this. She starts

kissing Raj in gratitude. Soon, she
feels something digging her belly
and realizes that Raj is excited by
the prospect of his wife mating again
with his boss. So, it is decided. Raj
cannot help feel excited as well as
anxious about the prospect of Deepa
spending the weekend with his boss
making love one more time. After all
he is so charismatic and besides
they now share a bond, one forged in
her growing belly.
The following week when Tom sees
Raj, the first thing he enquires about
is Deepa and how she is doing. Raj
says she is doing fine and invites
Tom over to their place for the
weekend. Tom looks eagerly at Raj
and asks whether the invitation
means what he thinks it means.

Raj looks Tom in the eye boldly and

says, "Yes, Tom. Deepa is looking
forward to seeing you and spending
the weekend with you. Don't worry. I
will not be there. Please take good
care of her. She is very special to me
and all I want is for her to have a
wonderful time."

Tom cannot contain the excitement

in his voice at being given another
opportunity to fuck the gorgeous
Indian wife, who also happens to be
carrying his child in her womb. He
says, "Thank you for this wonderful
gift of your wife again. Don't worry
Raj. She is very special to me too.
She is the mother of my unborn child
after all. I will take wonderful care of
her." Then, he cannot not help being
a little crude and says with a smirk,
"In fact I will not let her leave the
bedroom the entire time."

They agree that Tom would arrive at

Raj's farm house and spend the
weekend there. Deepa was very
excited and horny all week in
anticipation. On Friday she went to
the parlor for a facial and had all the
hair removed from her arms and
legs. She felt too shy to get a bikini
wax done. When she came home,
she asked her loving husband if he
would remove her pussy hair
because she could not reach it
beyond her protruding belly. Raj was
excited to hear his wife request that
in essence he prepare her body for
her lover's pleasure. They went into
the bathroom and Raj carefully
removed all her pussy hair leaving
her pussy completely bald and
looking real pretty. He gazed at it
from close proximity thinking that
soon it would be spread open by his
Boss' huge cock. He leaned forward
and flicked her erect clit making
Deepa moan. He could taste her
tangy girl juice as he dug his tongue
deeper into her pussy like a little
hard cock. He expertly licked her for
a few minutes until Deepa orgasmed
loudly on his tongue. He was really
hard by then and inserted his cock
into her tight pussy. He did not last
more than a few minutes and came
thinking about how stretched she
would get over the weekend.

Deepa dropped her son off with her

mom in the city on Friday before
heading home to the farmhouse to
get ready for Tom. Tom arrived
promptly on Friday evening bringing
with him a gift for Deepa, Raj and for
the baby. Deepa was very touched
by his gesture. She was dressed in a
transparent saree with a very
revealing blouse. Tom could not take
his eyes off her. She looked even
more beautiful now than ever.
Pregnancy had introduced a glow to
her face and her curvaceous
pregnant body made him instantly
hard. Raj could see that Tom and
Deepa had only eyes for each other
and it was obvious to him that they
could not wait to be alone to make
love with each other. The only reason
they were not already doing it was
because Raj was there and they were
hesitant to do anything in his
presence.

So, before it became awkward, Raj

gave Deepa a quick kiss, who finally
looked at her husband and gave him
a shy loving smile, and excused
himself into the guest room.

Once Raj went and locked himself in

the guest room, Deepa turned back
to Tom and whispered a tentative
"Hi"!

Tom said, "Hi darling! I have missed

you and have been looking forward
to this for a long time." He moved
close, took her into his arms and
gave her a passionate kiss. Deepa
sighed with contentment and opened
her mouth to let Tom's demanding
tongue in and mate with her own
tongue. Tom picked her up and
strode unerringly towards the master
bedroom while continuing to kiss her.
Once inside, he set Deepa down,
closed and locked the room ensuring
privacy for the two of them. He
walked back to where Deepa was
standing in the middle of the room
and undraped the saree from her
body leaving her wearing only her
thin blouse to cover her boobs and a
petticoat to cover her legs.

Deepa had decided to take off her

mangalsutra, the necklace her
husband tied around her during their
wedding symbolizing their marriage.
She never took this off. But, had
decided to do it for the weekend
because she wanted to feel like she
really belonged to Tom. But, she
could not forget her sweet husband
and the love of her life. So, she had
left the small engagement ring on
her finger to keep a part of her Raj
on her body at all times, even when
she was going to be fucked by his
boss whose baby she carried.

Tom next unknotted her blouse.

Deepa was wearing a blouse called
choli that was tied like a bikini with
no bra underneath. Once Tom
opened her blouse she was left
standing in front of him topless and
blushing. Again, he could not believe
how gorgeous and beautiful and sexy
she was. He looked at her beautiful
boobs and said, "I have such fond
memories of these beautiful babes. I
can never forget how sweet you
tasted. Feeding from your breasts
was by far, one of the most erotic
experiences of my life."

Deepa was blushing hearing his

erotic compliments. She said shyly,
"Well I am glad I was still lactating
and was able to feed you. I was
weaning my son and soon after the
night I stopped producing milk."

"Oh, that is so sad", said Tom. "I

would have loved to taste your milk
tonight. Never mind, I will still enjoy
sucking on your pretty nipples." Her
nipples were standing out hard and
erect from all this sexy talk. Tom
latched on to her right nipple and
started sucking on it. He felt
something sweet trickle down his
throat catching him off guard. He
looked at her in surprise.

Deepa started blushing while at the

same time and lowered her eyes
shyly. Tom put his hand on her chin
and raised her head until she was
looking at him tenderly with her doe-
like, expressive eyes and said, "Yes, I
just started producing milk again,
this time to feed our baby." Tom was
overwhelmed with tenderness and
love for this gorgeous, sweet woman,
who by some miraculous quirk of
fate was carrying his child in her
womb. Suddenly he wanted not a
stick of cloth between them and
quickly discarded his clothes and
hers.

Tom lay her down on the bed and

began to slowly insert his hard cock
into her dripping wet pussy. He only
inserted his cock a couple of inches
before fucking her with shallow
strokes. Deepa had waited too long
for this. She was ready to couple
with Tom. She grasped his buttocks
and tried to pulled him in forcefully.
But, Tom resisted.

He said, "This is enough. I do not

want to hurt the baby by going any
deeper."

Deepa was touched by his concern.

But she wanted all of him. She said,
"The baby is safe in my womb. Now I
want the daddy all the way inside
me as well. Please Tom fuck me hard
and give me what I have been
craving for so long. Ever since you
made me pregnant, I have been
feeling discontent. Please come into
me and make me feel whole again as
I feel our baby in my womb and the
daddy deep in my pussy"

Tom realized that even though she

was tight, he was soon buried balls
deep in her. Deepa gave a sigh of
pure contentment and enclosed him
in her arms. Tom turned her on her
side and slid back into her from
behind while spooning her. He
grasped her big boobs and began
fucking her hard, slamming into her
all the way. Soon he had built up a
fast and hard pace. He was sweating
while Deepa was wailing in ecstasy.
Just as he was really building up
steam and was taking them both
towards a huge orgasm, they heard
a hard knock on their locked
bedroom door. Deepa was
immediately distracted, and turned
towards the door.

Tom said, "Ignore him. Whatever he

needs can wait. My need for you
cannot."

But, Deepa said, "Please Tom, we

need to open the door. He would
never knock if it was not important.
Besides, he is my husband, and I
cannot ignore his knock. Please open
the door."

Tom was not happy. He got off her

angrily with his hard cock swinging
obscenely in front of him. With the
same aggression he pulled open the
door wide and demanded, "What?"

Raj took everything in within an

instant. Deepa's sexually flushed and
sweating nakedness that she hastily
covered by pulling up the blanket.
He frowned for a second wondering
what that was about. She had just
been fucking another man, but as
soon as she sees her husband she
cannot rush to cover herself up? Tom
standing in front of him panting as
though he had just run the
marathon, but in reality had just
been pounding into Raj's beautiful
wife. Raj registered the anger on his
face as well as the hardness of his
cock glistening with their combined
love juices and an engorged tip that
also looked red and angry to have
been pulled away from his lover's
warm and sexy sheath.

Raj looked at Deepa and said in a

apologetic voice, "I got a call from
your mom."

Deepa immediately started getting

up and asked, "Oh my god! Is our
son OK?"
Raj said, "Yes he is fine. Your dad has
come down with a fever. Your mom is
having to care for him. She asked me
to come and pick up our son.
Besides, she does not want to
expose the kid to whatever germs
your dad is carrying."

Deepa said, "Give me 5 minutes and

I will be ready to come with you."

Raj glanced quickly at Tom's still

hard cock and Deepa's flushed face
and said, "There is no need of that. I
will pick him up and stay in our
house in the city tonight and
tomorrow. You and Tom stay here as
planned." He saw Deepa blush at
that statement. "I will see you
tomorrow evening back home."

Deepa asked, "Are you sure?" Raj

said, "Yes. I will take our son to the
Zoo tomorrow. I am sure we will have
a fun relaxing father-son day."

Deepa was convinced that her

capable, loving husband will take
care of their son, and her attention
returned to her lover. Before Tom
could shut the door on him, Raj saw
his wife give Tom a sexy smile, and
provocatively pulled back her
blanket and said in a husky, lust
filled voice, "Tom, please come back
to bed."

Next day Raj spent time with his son.

His mom called him in the evening to
say that his dad was feeling much
better and that she wanted to spend
the remaining time with her grand
son. So, Raj dropped off his son with
his mom after dinner and headed
home with mounting excitement and
anticipation, not knowing what to
expect. What he found was a silent
house except for his bedroom. The
door was closed but he could hear
rhythmic thumping coming from
behind it and low throaty moans
from wife and the occasional "oh
god! fuck me! Fuck me Tom!" He
wondered whether they had been
fucking all day. Anyway, he went into
the guest room and the noise
seemed louder here as the two
rooms shared a wall. After almost an
hour during which time the thumping
varied in speed and Deepa's moans
varied in intensity, the speed picked
up to a furious pace.

Deepa began begging Tom, "Cum in

me Tom. Give me your sperm. Come
on Darling! I am ready for it. Give it
to me. Yes! Yes! Yes!." Finally there
were a few really loud thumps,
followed by a guttural groan, which
Raj assumed was Tom's, then
silence. By then, Raj had his cock out
and was masturbating. When Tom
shot his cum into Raj's wife, Raj shot
into a towel in his hands. Raj cleaned
up and went to bed. He was woken
up periodically by the thumping
noise coming from the other room.
He wondered at Tom's stamina to
fuck and Deepa's stamina to take it
for so long.

Next morning when Raj was coming

out of the guest room, he heard
whispering and giggling and then
heard a door shut. Soon the shower
turned on and Raj realized that his
wife and his boss were in the shower
together. He waited for a few
minutes then snuck over to the
bathroom, opened the door an inch
and peered in. He could not see
clearly as the room was steaming up
but he could not miss the sight of his
wife kneeling naked in front of his
boss and sucking on his hard cock.
His wife had her back to the door. So,
Raj could not see her face but his
boss had his eyes closed and a look
of joyous satisfaction on his face. Raj
could see Deepa's head bob back
and forth as she took more of his
boss' cock in her throat. Then he saw
something that absolutely
astonished him. His sweet and
formerly innocent wife who did not
even know about blow job until
recently, reached down under Tom's
glistening cock, opened her mouth
obscenely wide and swallowed one
of Tom's big balls into into her
mouth. After sucking on it for a
while, she released it only to then
swallow his other big nut.

All this while she was masturbating

his huge cock with her hand. She
then went back to sucking his cock.
While this was happening, the two of
them shifted around a little so that
Deepa's face was partially visible.
This also meant Raj could see her
clenching and unclenching Tom's ass
cheeks. Soon Raj heard his boss
groan loudly and bucking wildly
indicating he was getting ready to
cum. Raj expected Deepa to get her
mouth away. But, to surprise she
seemed to speed up, and he could
see very clearly that she took the
index finger of her right hand and
inserted it into Tom's ass. That did it.
Tom groaned loudly, Raj saw his balls
clench, and it was clear that Tom was
shoot his sperm into Deepa's throat.
To Raj's surprise, Deepa took all of
Tom's cum into her throat without
choking. Raj saw her throat working
as she swallowed all the cum Tom
was dumping in her. She did not stop
until Tom stopped bucking. Then she
pulled her mouth off his cock slowly
all the while looking up into Tom's
face. Raj closed the door softly when
he saw Deepa rise.

Raj retreated into the guest bedroom

with a raging hard on. But, he did not
want to do anything with it right now.
He wanted his wife, and wanted her
with a desperation he had not
experienced in a long time. It was
another 45 minutes before he heard
noises outside. He peered out of the
guest bedroom and saw Tom and
Deepa near the front door. Tom was
all dressed to leave while Deepa was
in a nighty with a towel wrapped
around her wet hair. Raj couldn't wait
the anticipation of pouncing on his
wife as soon as Tom left. He saw
them exchange good byes and then
Tom gathered Deepa tenderly into
his arms and kissed her on the
mouth. Deepa seemed to resist shyly
first because this was the first time
they had kissed outside the privacy
of the bedroom or bathroom. But
soon, she was melting into Tom's kiss
as her arms came around his head to
play with his thick hair. And then,
Tom pulled Deepa into him for a
more flush body to body embrace as
he deepened the kiss and ratcheted
up the passion. Deepa started
moaning and moving her arms over
his back restlessly.

Tom pushed her against the wall next

to the front door and pulled up her
nighty. Raj was surprised to see that
she was naked underneath making
him suspect that his wife was hoping
for one final romp with his boss.
Somehow between the two of them,
they managed to pull down Tom's
pants to free his cock, which was
once again hard and big. Tom
gathered Deepa's legs in his arms,
aimed his cock at her dripping pussy
and gave a mighty push embedding
that monster into her open and
abused hole in one stroke. Deepa
gave out a gurgled sound and her
face contorted in a grimace/pleasure
as she got stretched one more time
by Tom. What followed was an
amazing sexual bout as the two of
them clung to each other and
fucked. Deepa dug deep into Tom's
back and even drew some blood as
Tom pounded into her harder and
harder propping her against the wall.
Finally he gave a mighty roar and
buried himself deep into her,
delivering his seed into her one more
time. Deepa slowly entangled her
legs from around Tom and Tom let
her down gently so she could stand
on her own. They both adjusted their
dress, exchanged one final embrace
followed by a quick kiss before Tom
opened the door and walked out.

Raj quickly walked back into his

room hoping Deepa would come to
him. He was expecting her to clean
up again before coming to him but
within a minute he saw the door to
the guest bedroom open. In walked
Deepa, looking freshly fucked but
with a serenity in her face that had
been missing for some time. His dick
was so hard for his wife that it
actually hurt. She had never looked
sexier than she did to him that
morning with her satisfied, freshly
fucked look. He was so turned on by
seeing her pussy swollen by another
man's invading cock, her stomach
swollen with that same man's child
growing within her womb, and her
neck and breasts covered in hickies
as testimony to their coupling last
night. All of them marking his wife
belonging to another man, yet he
knew she loved only him and he
couldn't wait to reclaim her. He could
see that whatever was making her
unhappy earlier was gone. His
loving, caring wife was back in full
force and he could not have been
happier.

As she walked to the bed, Raj pulled

her down for a deep loving kiss as he
began the process of reclaiming her.
Deepa reciprocated by deepening
the kiss further and moaning over
and over, "I love you! I love you so
much!"

Raj flipped her over onto her back

and got ready to insert his cock into
her. She opened her legs wide
opening herself to be repossessed by
her husband and once more become
his exclusively. Despite spending the
weekend with a cock in her, she
seemed to want this mating with just
as much desperation as her sexually
primed husband. He could see just
how red and abused and open her
vagina was from taking his boss'
monster all weekend. He
immediately plunged his cock balls
deep into Deepa feeling the wetness
of his boss' sperm surround him. She
flinched as her abused hole was
stretched one more time. Raj saw
this and stopped immediately. He
tried to pull out of her with horror
that he was hurting her.

Deepa immediately hugged him and

stopped him from pulling out. She
looked upset, and asked him,
"Please, Raj, don't leave me. I want
you so much now. Don't you want
want me also? Are you upset that I
have been with another man just
now?"

Raj could see that she was getting

hysterical. "No Deepa, that is not it
at all. I love you so much too and
want to make love to my beautiful
wife now more than anything else.
But, I can see that you are sore and
cannot take me into you without
experiencing pain. And, i do not want
to cause you any pain"

"But, Raj", she argued, "I need that. I

want to feel that sting. In a way, it is
cleansing for me. Even though you
allowed it and encouraged it, I know I
have hurt you this weekend by being
with Tom. I know you will never say
that to me but I love you a lot and
can feel it in my heart and soul when
you experience any pain. So, I need
to feel this physical pain now to
somehow counter your emotional
pain. I cannot explain it exactly. Its
like you are punishing me for having
been naughty, and by punishing me
you are reclaiming me. Somehow
doing this for you will, in my mind,
make me feel once more part of your
heart and soul. So, please make love
to your wife and know that I need it
just as much as you do and I will
enjoy it just as much as you will."

Raj looked at his wife with all the

love he had in him and slowly sunk
back into her loving sheath. Deepa
kept her eyes open all the time
allowing him a glimpse into her soul
and into the depth of the her love for
him. They made love, not frantically,
but with slow deliberate strokes.
Soon Raj was groaning loudly and
shooting a huge load into her. Deepa
had given numerous orgasms Tom
over the weekend and was sure she
had no more orgasms to give her
hubby. She thought she will be
content this time just to watch Raj
cum in her. But, somehow watching
the love of her life cum in her
triggered something in her, and soon
she was orgasming with him, albeit
weekly. Raj felt her pussy pulse
gently on his cock as if she was
lovingly petting him as she
orgasmed quietly with him.
Reclamation complete, the two
lovers fell into a deep contented
sleep in each other's arms.

Their life settled into a loving

routine. Deepa no longer felt
something missing in her. She was
so happy with her present life she
shared with Raj and their son along
with the baby growing in her, that
she thought she would burst with it.
Deepa went into labor on schedule
and delivered a beautiful baby girl.
Raj and Deepa were very happy and
contented with this new addition into
their family. One day, while Deepa
was feeding her baby, Tom's wife
called asking to talk to her. She
immediately became anxious. What
did she want?
Impregnated by the Black Mountain
Man

The floods in Colorado in the fall of

2013 caused devastating losses
thought to exceed two billion dollars.
It rained for several days and the
water accumulated in the mountain
foothills and eventually came roaring
out of the valleys and canyons in
historically-destructive swollen
creeks and streams. Roads were
completely washed away in many
places and the landscape was
changed by the sand, rocks and
debris that were moved by the flood
waters. My husband and I live in one
of those valleys, but were spared the
worst of the flood.

We live in a modern, log home built

in an isolated canyon. Our property
is about one hundred yards from the
nearest creek, and at an elevation of
fifty feet above the normal high-
water level. We had no close
neighbors and were pretty much self-
sufficient with a well-stocked food
cellar, plenty of firewood and an
emergency diesel generator for
power. We also have well water and
satellite service for television and
internet access. We were well
provisioned and comfortable during
the emergency, even though all of
the access roads out of the canyon
were washed away.

My name is Leah, and my husband

Ed and I have daughter who was five
months old at the time of this story. I
was still nursing our daughter, and
we were trying to get me pregnant
again. Ed was twenty-eight years old
and I was twenty-six. He is a
mechanical engineer, and was
fortunate to be able to convince his
employer to allow him to work from
home most of time, only having to
drive down the mountain to his office
two or three days a month.

I am a registered nurse who was

working in a small clinic in our
closest town. I was on extended
maternity leave at the time of the
flood. We own our home free and
clear and enjoy our isolated life in
the mountains. Our frugal lifestyle
allowed us to live very comfortably
on Ed’s salary.

This story is primarily about our

experiences with a man that we
rescued from the flood-swollen
creek. But it is important to the
narrative for me to first digress and
explain my history. Then you will be
able to understand how our
somewhat unusual sexual habits
contributed to the situation.

My childhood was normal, and I only

realized during the summer before
my junior year in high school that,
compared to other girls, I had
unusually large genitalia. My mother
certainly lectured me about the evils
of premarital sex, but she was also
realistic about teenage sexual
practices. This was especially true
since I was blessed with a pretty face
and nice D-cup breasts on my five
feet and three inches tall and one
hundred and ten pound body. She
took me to her gynecologist right
after my sixteenth birthday for a
check-up and to get a prescription
for birth control pills.

It was embarrassing having the

doctor between my legs probing my
pussy, and it felt like she spent more
time than necessary pushing her
instrument very deeply into my
vagina. After it was over she had me
get dressed so we could talk. She
said, “Everything looks good and I
don’t see any problems. But I do
need to make you aware of
something. There is naturally a lot of
variation in the depth of women’s
vaginas. When not aroused, they can
range in length from about three to
five inches. But most are less than
four inches. And vaginal diameters
can be from about one inch to
maybe two inches, with most a little
over one inch. But vaginas are very
elastic. When sexually aroused, they
can expand to from five to eight
inches in depth and two to at most
three inches in diameter.”

I was starting to freak out a little as

she continued, “According to my
measurements, your vagina is about
seven inches deep and two inches in
diameter. When aroused, it will likely
expand to at least twelve inches
deep and three inches or more in
diameter. The size of a vagina is not
necessary proportional to the size of
a woman. Though, it is a little
extraordinary for a petite girl like you
to have such a big one. Your vulva is
also about fifty percent longer than
average and your labia majora, your
outer lips, are prominent and
protrude even when not aroused.”

Tears were flowing down my face as I

asked, “What does that make me,
some kind of freak or something?”

She placed her hand on my shoulder

to comfort me and said, “No, Leah,
you are definitely not a freak. You
just happen to have larger than
average genitalia. When you do
become sexually active, and I’m
certainly not encouraging you to do
so anytime soon, it’s just that it will
be more pleasurable for you if you
are with a boy or man who is well-
endowed.”

I had a lot of friends and was popular

with the boys in high school. But it
still took me a long time to overcome
being self-conscious about my larger
vulva. Some of the girls stared at my
labia in the shower after gym class,
but none of them said anything or
gossiped about it. I didn’t let any
boys get into my pants until my
senior year, but I was eventually
fucked by a boy with a six inch cock.
It wasn’t that enjoyable for me, but
he was happy to get into any wet
pussy, even if it was a little loose. I
then understood what the doctor
was saying about finding well-
endowed boys.
After high school I attended a
community college studying nursing,
so I would be qualified to take the
exam to be a registered nurse. I was
able to date a few boys who had
seven and eight inch cocks that were
of average thickness. It was more
enjoyable fucking them than the boy
in high school, but I still yearned to
find boys with larger cocks. By the
time I graduated, I realized that
really large cocks were few and far
between.

Jobs were hard to find in the city at

that time. I ended up with working as
a nurse in a small clinic in the
mountain town near where we live
now. That’s where I met my husband
Ed. He lived in an apartment in town
and commuted down to the high-
tech company where he worked as
an engineer.
He came into the clinic one Saturday
after getting a bad cut on his hand
while working on his car. We hit it off
immediately. He showed me a lot of
respect and didn’t try to fuck me
until after we had been dating for
several months. By that time we
were hopelessly in love. It didn’t
bother me that he has an average
five and a half inch dick which is also
of average thickness.

Ed always made up for his short dick

by sucking my pussy both before and
after we fucked, and he did shoot big
cum loads. He just loved pressing his
face into my large and puffy vulva
and would suck me for as long as I
would let him. We both knew that his
dick was not satisfying to me. Over
time he started bringing home dildos
that he used on me and I also
masturbated myself with them when
he wasn’t home.

We moved in together in his

apartment three months after we
started dating and we were married
six months later. We stayed there for
another four years while saving
every penny to purchase our
property and log home in the
canyon. I was always sexually
satisfied, either by the dildos or Ed
sucking my pussy. I sometimes didn’t
think too much about whether he
was being satisfied. But one night I
came home earlier than usual from
the night shift at the clinic, and
found out that I had been neglecting
his needs.

Ed didn’t hear me when I came in

because he was in the bedroom with
the television playing loudly. We
were both surprised when I walked
into the room and caught him
watching a porn video and stroking
his dick with one of those clear,
silicone masturbation sleeves that
was about six inches long. The video
showed a white man fucking a petite
white woman, and his cock had to be
eleven or twelve inches long and
almost seven inches in
circumference.

Ed’s face turned red and he was

obviously embarrassed being caught
masturbating. He looked at me and
said, “I’m so sorry that you found me
like this, honey. I didn’t want you to
know that I was using this sleeve to
masturbate. Sometimes I just need
to feel some tightness around my
dick.”

I stood there quietly for a few

moments as he continued to slowly
stroke himself. I really wasn’t mad or
upset and just wanted to understand
what was going on so I said, “No
problem, honey, since goodness
knows I use my dildos a lot. But why
are you watching that video? Are you
fantasizing that you are the man in
the video fucking the woman? Or,
are you imagining that another man
is fucking me?”

His face got red again as he said, “I

have to admit that I am fantasizing
about another man with a big cock
fucking you. I know that we would
never do that. It just turns me on so
much thinking about it since I know
that my little dick doesn’t satisfy
you.”

I was surprised that he was

fantasizing about me fucking another
man. I wanted to find a way to
stimulate him even more and to
enhance his fantasy, while also
involving me. So I started removing
my nurse uniform and lied a little
saying, “Damn, baby, I’ve also
fantasized about a big-cocked man
fucking me when using my dildos.
Maybe there is a way for both of us
to enhance our desires. I’ve never
seen one of those sleeves before.
But it looks like it might be just the
right size to push into my pussy.
Let’s see if it will fit into me and you
can fuck me while wearing it.”

Ed smiled and moved over in the bed

to make room for me. I laid down
next to him and spread my legs as
wide as I could as he moved on top
of me. I reached down to hold my
large, plump labia open as he started
pressing his dick and that sleeve into
me. The outer surface of the sleeve
was not made for that purpose, but I
was amazed how good it felt
squeezing into me.
Then Ed started stroking into the
sleeve. It was tight for him but still
well lubricated. I could tell from the
look on his face that this was the
first time he was able to experience
what it felt like to fuck a tight pussy
since before we started dating. The
fullness in my vagina felt wonderful.
But the sleeve was not moving
enough in me to give me the
sensation of being fucked, and it was
too short to fill me completely.

It was a delicate balance for Ed to

have enough lubrication to fuck the
sleeve, but to still provide enough
friction to let the sleeve slide back
and forth in my pussy. The thickness
was stimulating me, though and I
was just having my orgasm when
Ed’s cock exploded and he flooded
my pussy with his cum.

He immediately pulled out of me and

moved down to suck his cum from
my pussy. Then he said, “That was
so good fucking you that way. I have
to admit that I was imagining that I
was the guy in that video fucking
you. I’d like for us to be able to keep
doing this honey. We need to
experiment with different sleeves
and dildos to find a better fuck
sleeve for both of us.”

Ed is very handy with tools and his

background as an engineer gave him
insight into the materials used in the
dildos. We started by shopping
online to see if anyone was already
making a product that would work as
both a dildo and a masturbation
sleeve. None were available. So we
ordered some dildos made of
elastomer material that had the look
and feel of real cock skin and were
also firm and heavy.
The one that I liked the most was
twelve inches long and about seven
inches in circumference, and
happened to be mocha in color. Then
Ed ordered a variety of the silicone
masturbation sleeves and
experimented with hollowing out the
dildo to allow him to glue the sleeves
inside it. He even hollowed the dildo
all the way to the tip so his cum
could spray into my pussy through
the dildo.

After he found a dildo that was the

right size and shape on the outside,
while still allowing a sleeve on the
inside, he added a ball ring to the
base of it to hold it loosely in place
while we fucked with it. Then we
experimented with right type and
amount of lubrication to use to give
his dick the most realistic feeling in
the sleeve, while allowing the outer
dildo to move properly in my very
wet vagina.

The final design allowed the dildo to

slide back from the elasticity of the
ball ring when he pulled out. Then he
would push the dildo back into me as
he pushed his dick back into the
sleeve. This was like using a strap-on
dildo except that it also allowed his
dick to slide inside of it and be
stimulated.

This new, twelve inch, combination

dildo and masturbation sleeve was
an amazing enhancement to our sex
life. It became routine for us to
fantasize that he was a stranger
fucking me, and also that he was
eating another man’s semen and
sperm from my pussy. I didn’t really
understand Ed’s attraction to the
fantasy of eating cum, and he really
got off on it. For the first time ever I
was getting my large vagina almost
completely filled with the fake cock.
And Ed was getting the almost-
realistic feeling of fucking me as if I
had a normal-sized vagina.

So now back to more recent times in

the story. We had been in our new
home for only about six months at
the time of the flood. Our family was
home at the time the heavy rains
started. We weren’t that concerned
since previous heavy rains had not
caused serious floods. We were
comfortable that our preparation and
supplies were sufficient to sustain us
for at least six months.

The rains began in the evening and

we stayed inside until the afternoon
of the second full day of rain. We
heard the roaring of the creek and
decided to bundle up our daughter
and walk down the trail to see it. We
were amazed to see that the creek
which was normally about fifteen
feet wide and three feet deep had
swollen to one hundred feet wide
and twelve feet higher than the
normal high-water level. There were
trees and parts of cabins rushing
down the creek and many of the
trees adjacent to the creek were
either leaning over or totally swept
away.

We walked up and down the creek a

little ways. Then Ed spotted what
looked to be a man lying in the rocks
and partially submerged in the
water. We got closer and realized
that it was a large black man
wearing jeans and a flannel shirt that
had been ripped and torn by the
debris in the creek. He was moaning
and only barely breathing and had
scrapes and bruises all over his
body, at least the parts that we
could see.
Ed looked at him closely and said,
“That looks like Black Mountain Jack.
He’s a local legend in this area and
he has, or at least did have, a cabin
about a half mile upstream from
here.”

I knew that we had to get him out of

the cold water, but I took a moment
to ask Ed, “What’s that about him
being a local legend? I’ve never
heard of him.”

Ed smiled and said, “He’s about

forty-five years old and you can see
that he is big a man, at six feet and
four inches tall and probably two
hundred and thirty pounds of solid
muscle. He inherited his cabin, which
was only a few feet about the normal
high-water level of the creek. He
works odd jobs as a lumber jack and
miner, or anything else he can find
to make a little money. He is pretty
much a recluse and seldom goes into
town. But when he does go to the
tavern looking for women, the men
usually try to fight with him to show
how tough they are. Of course Jack
always kicks their asses. He is
mainly a mild-mannered and gentle
guy, until people fuck with him.

He paused for a moment and

chuckled to himself before
continuing, “Jack is a mystery to
most of the folks just because he is
the only black man in this mostly-
white area. And the main reason he
is a legend is because of his cock.
Rumor has it that he has never able
to satisfactorily fuck the strippers at
the tavern, because his cock is too
large. But once he gets in the room
with them and becomes aroused, it’s
hard for him to calm back down and
leave them alone. I heard that he
has almost injured a couple of the
girls with that thing.”

I have to admit to being more than a

little interested in Jack’s legend. At
that moment though, it was
important to get him out of the cold
creek and up to our cabin. So Ed and
I struggled to pull him out of the
water as gently as possible. Then the
baby and I stayed with him while Ed
went back to our home to get the
wheelbarrow. There’s no way we
could move his dead weight back to
the house without rolling him.

We finally got him back home and

placed him in the bathtub. I knew
from my nurse’s training that we
needed to keep him dry as well as
warm. But after being in that
contaminated creek, with all of those
cuts, scrapes and contusions, I was
worried about his wounds getting
infected from the bacteria and other
contaminates in the water.

Jack was barely conscious as Ed

helped me remove his tattered
clothes. When we removed Jack’s
pants and underwear, I could hardly
believe the size of his cock and balls.
Even after being in that cold creek
for goodness knows how long, his
soft, uncircumcised cock was still
nine or ten inches long and about six
inches in circumference. His balls
were the size of eggs, and hung
down five inches, even though they
were shriveled up.

I gently washed him in warm water

with some special anti-bacterial soap
from our first-aid kit, being careful
with his wounds. Then Ed helped me
rinse him and dry him before we
treated and bandaged his open
wounds and moved him to our spare
bedroom. It was obvious that he was
suffering from hypothermia. The
shivering was a good sign that at
least his heat regulation systems
were still active. His slow, weak
pulse and slow, shallow breathing
were some of the signs that he was
suffering from hypothermia.

We got him into bed, lying somewhat

diagonally because of his height, and
covered him with extra blankets. Ed
threw more wood into our wood
stove. I stayed by Jack’s side
monitoring his breathing and pulse.
After several hours he wasn’t
showing much improvement. That’s
when I called Ed in and said, “I don’t
know how long Jack was in that frigid
water, but he doesn’t seem to be
improving. I think we need to try to
contact the air evacuation unit to
see if they can lift Jack out of here by
helicopter and get him to the clinic
or a hospital.”

Ed agreed with me and was heading

out of the room to contact them
online, when Jack weakly and almost
inaudibly whispered in his deep
baritone voice, “No, please don’t call
evac. I don’t have insurance and
can’t afford the cost. Please take
care of me here.”

I thought about it for a few minutes

and decided that since Jack didn’t
have any major injuries and he was
still shivering, we should be able to
safely treat him in our home. He did
need to eat though. We tried several
times to spoon-feed him soup and
other warm liquids. He threw up
everything we tried, probably
somewhat because of bacteria he
ingested in the creek. His skin was
still cool to the touch, and I reasoned
that we needed to get him warmed
up more quickly, which might help
him hold down the food.

From my training I knew that if the

blankets weren’t warming him up
fast enough, then body to body
contact could help. I discussed it
with Ed, and he sure didn’t want to
get under the covers, skin to skin
with a black man. So we decided
that I would get undressed and
snuggle against his back. I couldn’t
help but think that Ed was
envisioning some of our recent
bedtime fantasies, using our mocha
colored dildo and sleeve, when he so
eagerly agreed for me to get into
bed with Jack.

After having the baby and since I

was nursing, I weighed about one
hundred and twenty-five pounds and
had very full and round DD breasts. I
still felt so tiny pressed up against
Jack like that. Ed went into the other
room to watch television and I
stayed in bed with Jack, planning to
get some sleep.

I felt myself just starting to drift off

to sleep when I felt Jack almost
imperceptibly moving his back
against me. The way he was shifting
and flexing his back on my nipples
almost seemed like he was doing it
on purpose, reacting to the feeling of
my big, warm, cushy breasts pressed
into his back. His movement on my
breasts was mildly erotic, but I
thought that I should take a break
and try to breast feed my daughter
before I fell asleep.

My daughter wasn’t very hungry and

only sucked for a few minutes on
each of my breasts. I let Ed know
that I was going back under the
covers with Jack, and planned to lie
on his front side this time. I was
hoping that it would help raise his
core temperature faster if I was up
against his chest and stomach. Ed
just smiled at me and said, “That
sounds a little risky, Leah. What do
you plan to do if Jack revives enough
that he tries to fuck you?

I was already thinking of that

possibility and asked, “I don’t know,
honey. What would you want me to
do? Our fantasies never involved
black men before, even using that
brown dildo, but this would be a
perfect opportunity for us.”

Ed wasn’t telling me no, but I had to

wonder what he was really thinking.
Then I got at least a partial answer
when he asked, “What about birth
control, honey? You can’t possibly
forget that we’ve been trying for
another baby. We don’t have any
condoms here, and don’t have any
way to get them with the flood.”

I thought for a moment and replied,

“I know that, Ed, but he’s probably
too weak to try anything anyway.
And besides, I think I’m in the safe
part of my cycle. The main thing is to
get his core temperature up.”

Ed didn’t say anything further as I

left to return to the bedroom. I slid
back into bed with Jack on my left
side, pressing my breasts against his
massive chest. I was careful to let
my right arm rest over his side. As
much as I wanted to get another feel
of his huge cock, I didn’t think it was
right to take advantage of his weak
condition. I laid there for almost an
hour trying to go to sleep. Since the
baby didn’t drink nearly enough of
my milk, the pressure on my breasts
was getting a little painful. That’s
when I had one of my brilliant and
fateful ideas.

It occurred to me that my mother’s

milk might be gentler on Jack’s
stomach than the other food we
tried. It was also at body
temperature and even more
nutritious. He had not been awake or
said anything since he asked us not
to have him evacuated. I thought his
natural reflexes would take over, so I
slid up farther on the bed until my
elbow was resting on his pillow, and
my right breast was barely touching
his mouth.

I used my hand to move my breast,

rubbing my nipple against his thick,
black lips. Then I said, “Open your
mouth and try to suck me Jack. We
have to get something warm and
nutritious into your belly.”
Jack didn’t even open is eyes, but
just started weakly sucking my
breast. As the flow of milk began he
sucked harder. After it felt like he had
taken maybe five ounces from me, I
found myself becoming aroused with
him sucking so hard on my nipple.
Then I laid back a little farther, and
shifted my left breast to his mouth.
Jack latched on immediately and
wrapped his left arm around my back
to help hold me in place. I stroked
his forehead with my right hand and
said, “That’s it, Jack, drink down this
nutritious milk from Leah’s breasts.”

After another five minutes, it felt like

Jack had consumed a total of about
ten ounces of my milk. I was very
aroused by then but thought it was
best to take a break to see how his
digestive system handled the milk. I
gently pulled my nipple from his
mouth and said, “We better give this
a rest for now, Jack. Let’s just keep
you warm and we can try feeding
you again later.”

I slid back down under the covers

and pressed my breasts against his
chest, pulling the covers around us.
Jack moved his left arm around my
back again, and gently held me
against him. With the difference in
our heights, my crotch was up
against his stomach, and I felt his
hardening cock pressing against my
thigh. It was obvious that the milk in
his stomach and the stimulation of
sucking my breasts were reviving
him. My pussy had gotten wet from
him nursing me and I was sure that
he could feel my juices on him.

Jack was still too weak to be able to

make any sexual advances on me. I
knew that Ed was taking care of the
baby and could feed her some of my
milk that I expressed earlier in the
day. I felt very relaxed being held up
against Jack’s body, and it was about
9:00 pm when we fell asleep. It must
have been about 2:00 am when I
awakened when Jack started moving
a little in the bed. There was enough
light in the room from the nightlight
that I saw his eyes open for the first
time. It felt like his body temperature
was starting to return to normal, and
I heard his stomach growling with
hunger. He looked at me and said,
“I’m so hungry. Please feed me
again.”

We were still in a side-by-side

position when I slid back up to push
my right breast and nipple to his
mouth. He started sucking me
immediately and held me against
him with his left arm. I knew what to
expect this time, having a man
sucking milk from my breasts, and
my pussy was soon wet.

His eyes were partially open and I

thought it was a good time to explain
his situation saying, “I’m so happy
that you are doing better, Jack. My
name is Leah, and my husband Ed
and I found you lying in the rocks,
partially submerged in that frigid
creek water. We brought you to our
home yesterday afternoon to take
care of you. We got you cleaned up
and bandaged your wounds before
trying to warm you up. My breast
milk is the only food you’ve been
able to keep down, and I know that it
is helping you regain your strength.”

After a few more minutes, I pulled

away slightly so I could change to
my left breast. As I was getting
repositioned Jack started to speak.
His deep voice was still weak but he
said, “It’s unbelievable what you two
have done for me. Most of the
people in these parts don’t care too
much for black folks. Someone else
might have let me die in that stream.
And feeding me directly from your
beautiful breasts is really going
beyond what anyone could expect.
Does Ed know that you are feeding
me this way? I don’t want to take
advantage of this situation.”

Jack took my left nipple into his

mouth as I responded, “No, Jack, Ed
doesn’t know that I am feeding you
this way. He knew that I was going to
try to warm you up, skin on skin
though, so I don’t think he’ll mind.
Just relax and keep drinking from me
so you can regain all of your
strength.”

The way we were positioned Jack

was leaning over slightly towards
me, and I felt his heavy, soft cock
lying across my thigh. He was
sucking me harder than before, and
pulling my areola into his mouth
along with my nipple, which caused
me to get even more aroused. I
couldn’t help myself when I reached
down to feel his cock with my right
hand.

Jack stopped sucking for a moment

and said, “You’ve been so kind to
me, and I don’t think it’s a good idea
to get something started. I might be
weak right now, but that won’t stop
me from trying to fuck you. I don’t
want to dishonor your husband
either. You’re such a petite little lady
and I don’t think you’d be able to
take me inside of you anyway.”

His cock felt so huge in my hand,

and it was hardening when I said,
“Ed told me about the legend of your
cock being too much for the girls in
town. We’ve been fantasizing about
big-cocked men fucking me, and I
think Ed would even want to watch.
If you don’t mind me asking, just
how big does it get?”

He forced a weak smile and said,

“One of the girls measured me a
while back, and said that, on hard, it
is fourteen inches long and between
seven and eight inches around. I’m
afraid that it is abnormally large and
way too much for you.”

I cradled his head and pulled his

mouth back to my nipple. Then as I
continued rubbing his foreskin and
cock head I said, “I am somewhat
abnormal myself, and you’d be
surprised what I can take.”

Jack’s cock was fully hard by the

time he finished draining my breast.
My hand couldn’t even fit all the way
around the thick shaft as I slid his
precum-soaked foreskin back and
forth across the massive cock head.
Jack was starting to breathe harder
and he used his left arm to hold me
to him as he rolled over on his back,
with me on top of him. The
headboard slightly banged the wall
as I gripped it to catch my balance,
and I knew that Ed would hear it in
our bedroom on the other side of the
wall.

I began sliding down Jack’s body.

Because of the difference in our
heights, and since his cock was
fourteen inches long and pointing
upward, I soon felt his cock head
pressing against my hairy, soaking
wet vulva. My face was even with his
at that point, and on impulse, I
kissed his soft, thick lips. Jack
moaned into my mouth as our
tongues intertwined. Then we broke
the kiss and I slid farther down on his
cock. Just as the thick cock head
parted my labia, Jack said, “I sure
hope you know what you’re doing,
Leah. If it starts hurting you I’ll stop
if I can.”

Jack’s cock is bigger than any of the

dildos that Ed and I tried, but I was
able to take his thickness as I
continued to slide down on him, and
he began thrusting his hips. Ed and I
had been using that twelve inch
dildo which bottomed out on my
cervix with only an inch still to go. As
Jack’s cock got farther into me, he
soon pressed up against my cervix. I
wanted all of him in me and I
swiveled my hips and continued
pressing down until I felt my uterus
shift and he was in me to his huge
balls.

His cock was tight in me, but not at

all painful. I began to thrust up and
down on his huge fuck meat as Jack
gasped and said, “Holy fucking shit,
white girl, no woman has ever taken
my whole cock. You are so tight and
wet. This is the best fuck I’ve ever
had, and you’re not even one of
those whores from the bar.”

I sat up on him as I continued riding

his cock, and Jack held and squeezed
my breasts which helped me keep
my balance. His cock is so long that I
bounced on him with long strokes,
just loving every inch of his meat as
it invaded my married cunt. This was
better than any of our fantasies. At
one point Jack looked over towards
the door with a startled look on his
face. Ed heard the headboard bang
against the wall and our talking, and
was standing there watching us,
while rubbing his cock through his
underwear.
Jack wasn’t sure what to do and
started to lift me off of him, when Ed
moved closer to the bed and said, “I
know you’ve got a big pussy, Leah,
but I can hardly believe that you are
taking Mountain Jack’s huge black
cock to the balls. Lean forward on
him, honey, so I can see his cock
sliding into you better.”

Ed got down between our legs,

watching Jack fucking me. I was
having my second orgasm when Jack
tensed up, and I felt his thick cock
throbbing in my pussy. He held me
tight to him and groaned, “This is the
first time I’ve ever been able to
ejaculate with my cock buried in a
cunt. I sure hope that you’re on birth
control white girl, because I shoot a
huge load of semen and sperm.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, feel it shooting into
your womb?”
We were coming down from our
orgasms, and Jack’s cock was
beginning to soften in my pussy. I felt
Ed move between our legs, and he
began to suck and lick the junction
where our fuck juices were oozing
out between Jack’s cock and my
pussy. When I felt Ed’s lips on my
pussy, I knew that he also had to be
licking and tasting Jack’s cock. After
a few minutes of that I slid forward
off of that big cock, and Ed covered
my hairy vulva with his mouth and
began sucking Jack’s cum out of me.
This had to be the culmination of all
of his cum-eating fantasies.

When my pussy and inner thighs

were clean of all of the cum, I looked
back as Ed lifted Jack’s soft, but still
huge cock to his mouth as he sucked
it clean. Jack seemed a little taken
aback at first, feeling Ed sucking
him, and I assumed that must have
been the first time a man had sucked
his cock. I wanted to support Ed in
the fulfillment of his cum-eating and
cock-sucking fantasies. I said to Jack,
“Just relax, Jack. You just got to fuck
his wife, so let him enjoy your cock
too. I honestly don’t know where his
desire to suck cock and eat cum
came from, but he sure seems
hungry for it.”

By the time we finished that first

fucking, it was after 3:00 am and
Jack and I were exhausted. Ed went
back to our bedroom and left Jack
and me together. Jack spooned in
behind me and pushed his soft, but
still huge cock into my pussy. We fell
asleep that way and didn’t awaken
until 7:00 am. It took me a few
moments to realize where I was and
all that had happened only hours
earlier. Then I felt Jack’s cock
hardening in my cunt. He held me
there and fucked me slowly and
gently until we both had huge
orgasms.

I turned around in bed so Jack could

suck my breasts again, and I felt his
massive cum load running out of my
pussy and onto the bedding. It was
apparent from Jack’s movements
fucking me and how aggressively he
was sucking my breasts, that he had
recovered some of his strength. Ed
came into the room while Jack was
nursing me, and he shifted my
position so he could clean what
remained of the cum from my pussy.

After Jack had his fill of my milk, we

helped him to the bathroom so he
could urinate for the first time since
we brought him to our home. Then
we went to the kitchen so he and Ed
could talk while I fixed us some hot
cereal for breakfast. Jack was
reluctant to talk about the sex we
had together, but I finally got the
conversation going by telling him
about my unusually large vulva and
vagina, and how Ed and I had been
using a large, mocha-colored dildo
and fuck sleeve in our sex lives.

Jack got stronger over the next

several days, and we started a
routine where he fucked me every
time he nursed from my breasts. Ed
was always there to clean my pussy
and suck Jack’s cock clean, and he
even started sucking Jack’s huge
balls and scrotum. We were finally
able to walk with him up to see what
remained of his cabin. Only part of
the concrete foundation remained
and the rest had been washed away
by the flood.

He was devastated when he saw that

his home was gone, and we insisted
that he live with us while he rebuilt
his cabin. He had enough land there
to be able to move to a new location
far above the flood level of even that
latest storm. Jack only had a small
savings, and it took him a year to
rebuild, using the money he earned
from working as a lumberjack and a
miner.

Jack slept in the spare bedroom for

the first couple of weeks, but then Ed
volunteered to move to the spare
bedroom since I was fucking Jack so
much anyway. I got pregnant three
weeks after the first time Jack and I
fucked, and there was little doubt
who the father was. And sure
enough, nine months later, I gave
birth to a black baby boy. Ed and I
are raising the baby as our own to
give it a good home.
Jack has remained an almost
constant visitor to our home, and we
go up to visit him in his cabin as
well. He continues to fuck me,
averaging at least once every day,
so he no longer needs to go to town
to try to fuck whores at the bar. I
never seem to be able to get enough
of his huge cock. Ed also loves to eat
his big loads of cum from my pussy,
as well as to clean Jack’s cock after
we fuck.