Rajesh surprises his wife with a vacation to Jamaica. They enjoy the beaches, where nudity is common. The wife becomes increasingly comfortable being topless. They befriend a local man named Mike who pays them extra attention. One night at a club, the wife dances intimately with Mike and they kiss passionately outside before she rejoins her husband.
Rajesh surprises his wife with a vacation to Jamaica. They enjoy the beaches, where nudity is common. The wife becomes increasingly comfortable being topless. They befriend a local man named Mike who pays them extra attention. One night at a club, the wife dances intimately with Mike and they kiss passionately outside before she rejoins her husband.
Rajesh surprises his wife with a vacation to Jamaica. They enjoy the beaches, where nudity is common. The wife becomes increasingly comfortable being topless. They befriend a local man named Mike who pays them extra attention. One night at a club, the wife dances intimately with Mike and they kiss passionately outside before she rejoins her husband.
Rajesh surprises his wife with a vacation to Jamaica. They enjoy the beaches, where nudity is common. The wife becomes increasingly comfortable being topless. They befriend a local man named Mike who pays them extra attention. One night at a club, the wife dances intimately with Mike and they kiss passionately outside before she rejoins her husband.
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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.