Rock
I am a black male who loves
the feelings of power and domination I get when I fuck the white wives of
cuckold white boys. My fat black dick gets even bigger and stiffer when
they moan and writhe on it, knowing I can give them something that they
only dream about with their pencil-dicked hubbies.
After years of
practice, I can hold my orgasm back as long as I wish and ream them for
hours, remain stiff and keep fucking after blowing my wad deep in their
bellies and keep them cumming over and over.
And although I'm only
5' 10", 170 lbs. with a thick eight inch cock, I never need to seduce them
- they beg me to dick them, often passing me along to their friends who
need a good fuck.
It started when I was nineteen and spent a lot of
time hanging at an older friend's house. He worked nights and would leave
in the evening while we were still partying, leaving us with his young
bride of eighteen. They had married young after he had knocked her up and
she hadn't had any other cock in her besides his. One evening, several of
us were there getting high on some pot, and after he had gone, Linda was
curled on the floor with her face in the carpet. I bent over her and asked
her if she was OK and she whispered, "Make love to me."
I was
shocked and stoned and sat up, not believing what I had heard. Shortly
after, everyone started to leave, but she caught my arm and said "Wait -
just a minute." When the others had left she said it had been the weed
talking, but I simply took her in my arms and kissed her. She had been
wearing a thick, quilted housecoat, and it opened to reveal her only other
clothing was a pair of white panties.
Now Linda is tall - nearly
six foot, only a couple of inches shorter than her husband - and is a
statuesque blonde of Nordic heritage with long hair and deep blue eyes and
I became instantly stiff at the sight of her nakedness. I rolled her to
her back on the floor and kissed down her throat, lingering at her full
breasts, then across her flat, heaving stomach and up the insides of her
spreading thighs. I whisked her damp panties down her long legs and pushed
down my jeans and underwear, soon to be buried to my full depth in her
soft, wet pussy.
The forbidden thrill of pumping a good friend's
wife made me just go wild, and I thrust into her with abandon, slow and
shallow, deeper and faster, then rooting my cock around inside every nook
and cranny of her grasping cunt, throwing my hips into rhythmic gyrations
only to break the rhythm aburptly with a hard, cervix-deep thrust that
caused her to cry and spasm until finally she moaned from deep within and
began bucking wildly beneath me. I had to hold on tight and ride her hard
as she nearly threw me out and off with her powerful, uncontrolled pelvic
thrusts. I gushed a sticky river of cum deep inside her flowing depths and
our juices soaked her housecoat, still around her shoulders and beneath
us.
She stripped it off as she stood and turned off the lights. Her
pale, white body shone in the moonlight streaming in the window, and she
reached out and took my black hand, pulling me from the shadows to her
side. The contrast between our skin was heightened in the moon's dim rays
and it excited me to see the coal-blackness of my flesh outlined against
the pure, paper-whiteness of hers. She felt my re-engorging cock throb
against her thigh and reached down and pumped it in her soft hand, lily
white against it's ebony thickness.
She then led me by it like a
stiff leash, past her sleeping son's bedroom to the one she had shared
only with her husband until this night. I know he had a larger cock than
mine, and her pussy, although muscular and tight, was none the less large
and well-stretched. I knew that it wasn't just a cock or just a big cock
or even just any cock that she craved, since she had selected me from four
or five others there that evening. It was a black cock. There were very
few blacks in the small, midwestern town, and I was the only one she knew.
We fucked and slept, fucked and slept an I plowed her young, fertile
furrow until she sent me away just before her husband was due
home.
Shortly thereafter I moved away, but returned for a visit
once. She said that at one point he asked her if she had ever been
unfaithful, and although she said nothing, her silences to his questions
told him the story. It made him become tremendously sexually excited and
their sexlife began to change.
They began swinging and he kept
setting her up with other black men as he fucked their black wives.
However, he was so jealous of me that he took time off work while I
visited and spent every minute with me in all kinds of activities, keeping
me away from her, even though he only suspected the truth.
For me,
the power trip began - power not only over white wives who crave a black
dick between their legs, but the horny cuckolds they are married to and
the love-hate relationship they have with seeing black cocks fuck the
pretty white pussies of their unfaithful wives. There are more of my tales
to follow - this is just to introduce myself. I know most stories are
written by the husband, and a few from the aspect of the wives, but if you
are interested in the viewpoint if the throbbing black dick that cums all
over them both I want you to beg for it.
Rock - Part 2
I had discovered
the pulse-pounding excitement of taking another man's white wife, watching
my thick, black cock sliding deeply between her spread and willing thighs.
Then I found that her husband, no matter how jealous he was, was extremely
excited with even the suspicion that a black man had fucked his wife all
night long. So much so that they began swinging with black couples so that
he could watch her submit to an ebony cock, but still maintain his dignity
by fucking the man's wife.
My education broadened when I took a
job as a disc jockey in a topless bar. Although I had several sexual
adventures with the dancers I worked with, it wasn't until one of them,
Teri, introduced me to her husband that I again indulged in my passion for
cuckolding willing husbands. She was a new girl, and when I saw her
sitting with him at the bar I walked over to chat. Her eyes were sparkling
with lust as she checked me up and down. He grinned nervously and ordered
a drink for me. It wasn't long before the conversation moved to the
subject of sex - sex with his wife. Pleased as I was by the suggestion
that I could have his wife, I hesitated to take him up on his offer when
he said "We never swing alone - I have to be there."
I really
didn't know whether I wanted to have another man right there watching as I
pumped his wife full of cum and I didn't know him well enough to know how
he might react to seeing his wife orgasming with a strange black cock
crammed deep inside her spasming womb. Besides, I was not interested in
any bi-sex with him and something about his manner insinuated the
possibility. No, if I was going to fuck his wife for him it would be on my
terms. I would take her, not be given her. I let them know I was intrigued
by the idea and that I definitely wanted to try her young dancer's body,
but I remained uncommitted about the time and place.
It wasn't
until a couple of weeks of mutual flirting and teasing between Teri and me
had passed that I felt the time was right. By then I knew enough about her
relationship with her husband, Mike, to see that he was a lover not a
fighter and was controlled by her lust. I, in turn, could control her the
very same way. I would have her with his knowledge but not with his
presence or approval. I would take her from him, fuck her, then give her
back. It turned out to be easy.
Teri worked the afternoon shift
and I worked the night shift. I came in early as she was counting up he
money in the office before leaving. Mike was at the bar drinking and
waiting to take her home and watched as I walked into the office behind
her and shut the door. Teri had long dark hair and bright brown eyes, a
small ass and small breasts, and an almost boyish figure giving her that
nasty little girl appeal.
As she turned to me I took her in my
arms and kissed her ears. She shivered and slipped her tongue in my mouth
as our lips met. She wore only a tight black teddy and high heels and I
memorized her anatomy using the Braille method, her perky nipples were
sharp and hard as I pinched them. As she squeezed my prick snaking down my
pants leg I slid the crotch of the teddy to the side of her fat pussy and
slipped my fingertips across her tiny stub of a clit and between her
moistening lips, spreading her juices around them. I was in for a shock,
however, when I stuck a finger into her snatch. It was the tightest,
strongest pussy I had ever felt and I told her so.
"Thanks - I
know. I try to keep it that way," she replied, thrusting her mound into my
hand and literally sucking my finger deeper within herself. Mike must not
have much meat to leave that pussy so very tight - no wonder he wanted to
see a big black cock open up his wife's tiny slit. My cock immediately
lurched in my tight pants. "I've got to see this," I said, while quickly
pushing a chair against the door for security and sitting her in it. I
spread her long legs and dipped my head to her shaven lips as she humped
her hips, driving her tightness against my tongue. I didn't wait for her
to cum and pulled away when she was thoroughly wet and ready to take my
thickness into her belly.
I'm not huge, but it seemed to take
forever to work the first few inches of my dick into her clasping cunt.
When she had half of it in and about four inches remained to go I began
thrusting uncontrollably into her vaginal fist. It was so tight and
rippling that I knew I couldn't last long in such a stimulating grasp. The
short strokes and the position we were in forced my stiff cock at an angle
against the roof of her cunt behind her pubis right on her g-spot and my
rapid hard thrusting had her mouth open and gasping as she held on and
rode me.
She began to cum and shoved her ass just off the edge of
the chair and down onto the remainder of my dark pole and I sunk in to the
balls, stretching her taut little quim in length as well as width. I held
her legs wide and pumped her violently without mercy, opening up her
depths and slamming my full balls against her ass cheeks. I felt as if I
was turning her pussy inside out as I withdrew and it gripped me tighter
than the tightest asshole as I shafted back inside. I loved the exquisite
feel of her taught twat, the beautiful sight of her pink inner lips
pulling out with my withdrawal and her pale, hairless outer lips stretch
in with each plunge of black shaft. I had lost control and simply thrust
in and out with all my strength while she wrung out all the cum from my
stiff prong with her velvet vice. I finally exploded against the end of
her cervix and her spasming walls squirted my cum back out to drip down my
balls and her asshole.
I would have liked to stay buried in her
and let her milk me back to a full hard again, but she had to check out, I
had to check in, and by now there were several people who had been
listening on the other side of the door waiting to do one or the other. I
slipped the crotch of the teddy back over Teri's puffy, drooling puss to
keep as much cum inside as possible for Mike, and we exited to smirks and
grins. As I stepped up into the DJ stand to start the show with my
half-hard wet cock still throbbing in my jeans I glanced to the bar and
saw Mike staring open-mouthed at a still panting Teri while under the
counter his hand felt the sopping panel of cloth between her legs.
It was now that the flush of power swept over my body. I had taken
her, made her cum continuously for as long as I pumped her, and when they
left I would make him cum his little balls dry all night as he relived the
adventure she had without him under the dominance of a black. I liked the
feeling, and I knew it wasn't the last time.
Lightning doesn't
strike twice unless you are a lightning rod, and my rod was in for another
adventure of its own soon with another white wife and another husband who
needed to have his wife well fucked by a black dick. If you plead with me
I may tell more.