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Wrong Club Changes Her Life
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Dean began a scrapbook of Barbara’s drawings, most being erotic with the details of nude male and female bodies. The full body drawings, in pencil, appeared like black and white photography they were so precise in detail with shading. He had asked her when she had the time to make her drawings and she told him that they were just ‘doodles’, usually when talking on the phone. Barbara was proud that her husband was keeping her sketches which had become a conversation book on their living room coffee table.
The couple became very involved in their work where long hours limited their intimate times together. They were unable to coordinate their schedules. Barbara missed their time in bed, Dean had been her only lover and she missed his caresses even if they were too tired to make love.
Friday afternoon, Dean called Barbara and said two people he worked with had discovered a new lounge. Dean said, “We need time together, dancing would be great. They said this lounge has a great band. I have to work until around 7 pm, so why don’t you get a bite to eat and then meet me at the ‘Jazz’ lounge. We’ll have a couple of drinks and dance until they close.” Barbara was excited, they did need time together and she loved to dance.
Barbara asked Dean what she should wear. “You know that hot knit white mini dress? That would be perfect, I love when you wear it.” “But it’s see thru and with the low scoop front, I can’t wear a bra. People will be able to see my boobs and the nipples stick out.” “Oh, yeah, you will keep me hard. Yeah, that’s the dress to wear.” Mary conceded and said, “OK, but I feel naked when I wear that dress, It’s a halter and the whole back is open. If you insist, then I’ll wear it for you.”
Barbara wasn’t sure about her husband’s choice of the dress, but she wanted to please him and laid it out on the bed. After her shower, Mary thought about the wide open knit and knew she had to wear panties. She chose a thin white silk thong, at least she would be covering her pussy. Thigh high or regular nylons with garter belt would be too visible, so they were out of the question. She made sure her legs and bikini area were smoothly shaved. To top off the outfit, she chose black 5 inch heels.
Barbara went into the bedroom, brushed her hair and put on her makeup. She finally slipped up her thong panties and then pulled the dress up and tied it in the back of her neck. She looked in the full length mirror, turned slowly and thought that the dress seemed shorter than the last time she wore it.
At 6:30 pm, her cab arrived and she got in noticing the good looking black driver. He was well spoken and asked where she was going.
“I really don’t know. My husband said it was a new lounge, bar or something like that. I think he said the ‘Jizz’ club.”
The driver smiled and said, “I know the ‘Jizz’ club, it’s not really new, but maybe new to your husband. I know where that club is, but any similar names like that, I don’t know.” Barbara saw him smiling and quietly humming as he was driving. She noticed that he kept glancing at her in the rear view mirror making her feel self-conscious of her dress. She thought, ‘This is what Dean wanted me to wear, so here I am. At least the driver likes what he’s seeing.’
When they arrived, Barbara looked at the building as the cab came to a stop. She thought the club didn’t look new like her husband described, but maybe it’s just new inside. A large black man approached the cab and opened the door and held out his hand to help Barbara out. Barbara was impressed that they had ‘door men’ for the guests as she exited the cab. Another black man opened the door to the club as Barbara approached.
Once inside, she needed to let her eyes adjust to the low lighting and decided that she was early so chose to sit on a stool at the bar to wait. It wasn’t long before the bartender asked for her order and she chose a ‘Run and Coke’.
She glanced around as she waited and thought, ‘this place is about 99% black men, and 1% white woman, and that woman is me.’ She was sure when her eyes adjusted, the number would change, there had to be more couples especially more white couples.
At 7:00, Dean had not entered, but she knew the time Dean gave her was approximate, so she wasn’t worried. At 7:30, no Dean. Barbara decided that she would leave and as she was walking toward the door, two large black men approached her on each side and took hold of her arms.
They lifted her so her feet were above the floor and she panicked asking, “Leave me alone. What’s going on?” The one man said, “You can’t leave yet, this is the ‘Jizz’ bar, you white women come here for ‘jizz’, the special elixir, you know, black seed. You haven’t had yours yet.”
They carried her airborne back toward the bar where one man was behind her and the other in front. As the man behind, leaned back lifting her from the floor, grabbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. The one in front wedged himself between her legs, pulled her panties down her thighs and shoved his hand, two middle fingers extended into her pussy stroking her ‘G’ spot, his thumb strumming her clit. Barbara tried to kick, but to no avail as she was held in the air with his legs in between hers, she had nothing to kick. The man behind whispered in her ear, “We know why you came here, you want ‘jizz’, don’t you. All you married white bitches come here, you all crave our black cocks and loads of baby seed.”
Barbara was panicking and kept struggling. The rough hands on her breasts and the fingers fucking her ‘G’ spot were causing muscle spasms in her vagina and she was on the verge of an orgasm. She didn’t understand how her body was betraying her, but her libido was opening the hidden desires deep in her pussy. Barbara had never experienced rough sexual handling and her vaginal fluids were now flowing with the stimulation. There had been times she fantasized of being raped.
The man fucking his fingers in her said, “Look at all the jizz you are going to get.” Her eyes opened wide as she now looked beyond the man in front of her and saw she was surrounded by black men, all with their pants open, exposing fat, long black cocks.
Seeing the black cocks, the manual stimulation and her lack of sex with her husband, it was all her mind could take and she had an exploding, mind numbing orgasm, yelling, “OH GOD, YES, YES, I WANT IT....”
She was theirs and stopped struggling. The man behind her let her feet to the floor and untied her halter behind her neck. The dress dropped to her hips.
The man in front, let the dress drop and then quickly put his fingers back into her as the dress now fell to the floor. Barbara was now naked in a black bar wearing only her heels. Barbara pushed her pussy hard against the fingers fucking her, “Oh so many cocks, fuck yes, I need cock....”
Barbara was placed on a bar stool and her legs were spread wide. The man finger fucking her pulled his hand away and said, “Get my cock and put it in your pussy.” Barbara reached for his cock and pulled him to her getting his cock to her sopping labia. Her hands then reached behind him and pulled his ass to get more cock into her.
“OH, GOD YES, OH, MY FUCKING GOD, I’VE NEVER BEEN SO STUFFED.” she screamed as she felt his fat black cock stretching her vaginal membranes more than she had ever experienced. She moaned next to his ear, “You’re so much bigger than my husband, oh, God yes, fuck this pussy.” She no longer cared what they did to her, her body belonged to any black man.
“UGH, UGH, YES!” Barbara cried as a monumental orgasm began building as the big black cock was pounding into her cervix. She ground her body from side to side further exciting her vaginal muscles feeling every vein of the cock thrusting in and out. “I’m going to give you my ‘jizz’” said her black lover.
“OH, FUCK, FUCK, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME,” Barbara began screaming. She felt his cock swell and begin to pulse as his black sperm was being pumped deep into her womb. Barbara squeezed her muscles to milk his cock as he was emptying his balls into her. She pressed into him and ground her lips to his as they passionately kissed. She continued to rock her hips and pressed against him to keep his cock sealed trying to keep his cum from leaking.
His cock then slipped out and she held her legs spread showing everyone the cum pooled in her gaping opening. Barbara screamed, “I NEED MORE COCK, FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD!” She held her labia open as a second black cock was driven into her. She locked her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he picked her up and carried her with his cock deeply embedded to an old mattress covered with a loose sheet placed in front of the bar. Barbara arched her back to get more of his cock into her when she was placed on the mattress.
She was delirious from orgasmic frenzy as her pussy was convulsing. She wanted every black man in the bar, she wanted their seed or jizz as they called it. She agreed it was the ultimate black elixir every white woman needed and she wanted to hog it all. She was writhing and twisting every time his long hard black cock rammed into her cervix. She turned her head and grabbed the cock closest to her and sucked it into her mouth.
Barbara had trouble concentrating on sucking a black cock, her vaginal nerve endings and sexually stimulated mind were controlled by the cocks thrusting deep into her pussy.
Barbara heard screaming, FUCK ME, FUCK ME,” and turned her head to see two other white women being fucked. “GIVE ME THAT BLACK BABY,” one screamed as a black cock was thrusting into her. The other was on her knees, her ass high as a black cock was buried deep in her pussy. She heard a black man ask one of the women, “Did you do as we said, did you throw away your ‘pills’? The woman screamed, “YES, YES, I WANT A BLACK BABY...FUCK ME, CUM IN ME.”
With the varied positions, being fucked deep and hard, she was constantly screaming for them to cum in her pussy. The sheet and mattress soaked with the mixture of cum and vaginal fluids exciting Barbara more. With each new cock thrust into her, a flood of cum was displaced covering her ass and thighs. Barbara was disappointed that her womb could not keep all the black seed pumped into her, she kept wanting more and more as she constantly screamed to be fucked.
At 10pm, Barbara panicked and asked for her phone to call her husband.
When Dean answered, Barbara was taking her 20th or 30th cock deep, she had lost count.
husband told her that the portfolio they were working on would take until midnight or longer and he was sorry that he could not spend the night with her. Barbara said in between her moans, “Oh, Honey, we can ... ugh, ugh ... make it another time. I ... oh ... couldn’t ... ugh ... remember the name of the club ... oh, God ... you said we would meet, but ... yes ... the cab driver knew a club where ... ugh ... I could dance. I’ve had so many ... oh, God... ‘dances’, I try to ... rest ... ooh ... and another ... man cuts in. I’m having a great time.”
Dean said, “Don’t drink too much.”
Barbara said, “I can’t finish ... oh ... my first drink, I’m on the ‘floor’ having ... oh, yeah ... a great time. I’m getting tired ... ugh ... and will probably leave soon, I’ll probably be asleep ... ooh, yeah ... when you get home. I love you, see you ... ooh, ooh, God ... later sweetheart.” She was glad she could hang up because she began screaming and couldn’t stop another orgasm.
The cab driver had heard her conversation and at 11 pm, he thrust his cock into her and whispered in her ear, “It’s getting late, you need to be home before your husband.” Barbara grunted as she felt his cock throb deep, filling her with more cum. She didn’t want to leave, but knew she had to get home and clean up. She couldn’t let her husband see her pussy flowing cum her body covered in dried cum from rolling in the soaked sheet. She asked the driver if he would take her home and he said, “I’ve been planning on it.”
Barbara couldn’t find her dress or panties, so she wrapped herself in the cum soaked sheet and walked out to the cab. Barbara sat in the front seat waiting for her driver. Her driver got in and handed her the dress she had worn. He told her that he did find it when they were leaving the club. He said, “I didn’t find your panties, they’re probably someone’s trophy for the night with a white whore.”
She leaned against her black friend. She rubbed his crotch, feeling his hard cock. “Did you get to fuck me?”
“Oh, yeah. I was the last one to fuck you, but I fucked you twice earlier. You have a white pussy made for black cocks.” Barbara was not through, when they pulled into the driveway, she jumped out, threw the sheet to the ground and leaned against the hood of the cab with her legs spread. “Please fuck me again, fuck me deep.”
Once again, she received another dose of black seed. She turned and hugged her driver as she kissed him passionately. He gave her a card, his nickname was ‘Horn Dog’ with his private number. “Just call me whenever you need a ride, either in my cab or on my cock.”
“I have to hurry and clean up. I don’t know what I’ll tell my husband, my God, I cheated, I cheated about 40 or 50 times tonight.” She wrapped the sheet around her again and ran crying to the house.
Barbara quickly stashed the dress and soiled sheet in the bottom of the clothes hamper and quickly got into the tub. She ran a wash cloth over her legs and then over her labia which she noticed it swollen and red. She was shocked that she was not sore from all the black cocks that invaded her tonight. She smiled as she recalled the events of the night and she knew she was going to repeat the black gang bang. ‘those black cocks were fantastic, I loved them all. My pussy was stretched and this was the first time a cock ever entered me so deep. I need more black cock.’
Barbara suddenly went into panic mode. She began thinking of her infidelity, the many times she cheated against her husband. ‘All in one night,’
She knew she would return to the club, she just had to, but what would she tell her husband. She knew she had to confess, but didn’t know how he would react. She began to cry thinking that he might want a divorce, would that be her punishment? She knew she loved her husband and didn’t want a divorce, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to fight his decision to divorce, it was clear that she cheated. It was also clear that she wanted to return for more black cock, a decision he couldn’t fight.
Barbara finished her bath, dried and fell naked into bed. It wasn’t long before she was asleep. She woke late Saturday to find that her husband was not in bed. She wondered if he ever got home or that he just woke early. She got up, put on her robe and slowly walked to the kitchen. Dean met her with a cup of coffee and said, “You must have danced every dance, you’re walking funny this morning.”
Barbara sat to have her coffee and had a hard time trying not to cry, she was feeling ashamed that she had cheated on the best man in the world. What would he say if she confessed, and how would she confess her infidelity, what would she say? She knew her actions would eat at her, but could she look at her husband and say, ‘I cheated on you.’
Barbara was incapable of doing anything, she was roaming quietly all day. She was happy when Dean decided to go to the golf course and practice his swing. She quickly dug into the laundry and retrieved her dress and the sheet. The dress that was Dean’s favorite, was covered in cum. didn’t remember being fucked while she was wearing the dress, but the sheet, that was another story. She remembered the sheet very well. She had to wash them before Dean got home.
As she was waiting, she called ‘Horn Dog’. They chatted for a while and she thanked him for being so kind. She asked about the dress, how did it get covered in cum.
‘Horn Dog’, said, “Whenever you were covered in cum and sweat, some of the guys used the dress to wipe you off. I was happy when I finally found the dress as we were leaving.”
Barbara thanked him again and said, “I want to go back to the ‘Jizz’ club again. I have never been fucked so hard and deep, it was the best.”
“Just call,” said ‘Horn Dog’, “I’ll be happy to be your driver.”
Barbara began weeping and said, “I don’t know how I will get the time, it would have to be the weekends when I’m not working. I want more black cock and cum. My pussy aches when I think about the club. I have to confess, I just don’t know how or what to say. I don’t know what my husband will do.”
‘Horn Dog’ said, “I’m a call away if you need help.”
Mary thanked him for his support as they hung up. Barbara became depressed as she thought about confessing to her husband. The words she would use kept going on and on in her head. Would she just tell him that she wanted to fuck black men? She knew she couldn’t tell him it was a one time thing that just happened, she knew he had to know she was going back for more black cock. Her mind wandered as she scribbled on her note pad. She heard the dryer stop and she removed the dress and sheet. She had to hide the sheet as it did not match her floral design.
Dean returned and pulled Barbara into the bedroom. He began to strip her as he said, “We just haven’t had time for each other lately. We have the time now.” She finished undressing as Dean undressed and they fell onto the bed. Dean spread Barbara’s legs and began licking her clit and labia. Barbara closed her eyes as her mind imagined she was being licked by a black man. Her orgasm was building, but fell flat when Dean lift up and mounted her.
His penis thrust into her vagina and began pumping, but didn’t hit the ‘spots’ those black cock did. His hands were now squeezing her breasts. He placed his lips to hers and they kissed as his penis was fucking in and out. Barbara didn’t feel the sexual stimulation she experienced at the club. She tried to visualize being fucked by a black cock, but it wasn’t the same.
Once Dean released his cum, Barbara hugged her husband as she said, “I love you so much, you don’t know how much.” Dean said, “I love you too,” as he fell to the side and began napping.
Dean returned from work Monday evening and noted that there were new drawings on the note pad. He noticed that the ‘theme’ seemed to change.
Now the drawings were of huge black cocks. The veins were life like and there was the hand of a white woman around the cocks. The woman’s hand could not circumvent the circumference of the cocks, the girth seemed huge, two more hands could cover the length. Some appeared to have pre-cum around the bulbous head. Some cocks were circumcised and some weren’t, but all the cocks were black and all the woman’s hands were white. The drawings were well detailed, as though Barbara had personal experience with the subjects.
Each night, Dean noticed that the sketches continued, the same black cocks and white female hands. There were some now that had cum pooling around the cock heads and a second white woman’s hand filled with cum. Dean thought that his wife was obsessed with black cocks. Many times he was the earliest to get home from work, and had time to study Barbara’s art work. He realized that he was becoming stimulated by the drawings as if they had been published in a ‘porn’ magazine.
Tuesday, at work, Barbara called ‘Horn Dog’ and asked him to meet her for lunch. “I need to meet you, I can’t stand it, I need your black cock.”
‘Horn Dog’ laughed and said, “I’ve saved up for you, I’ve got your cum ready.” Barbara immediately put her hand up under her skirt and began to rub her pussy as she said, “I need it bad baby, pick me up at the back door.”
Before noon, Barbara removed her panties and once she was in the cab, she had his pants unzipped and her hand pumping his cock.
‘Horn Dog’ drove to a park where they both got into the back seat and Barbara was soon straddling him, lowering her pussy onto his big black cock. Barbara rocked violently on his cock and purred once she felt his cock throb as his cum was entering her womb.
Barbara hugged him and said, “I need to go to the club this weekend, I don’t know what to do. My husband has the right to know, I just don’t know how to confess my cheating.”
‘Horn Dog’ said, “I would just come out and confess. Let him know you are going no matter what. He might demand a divorce, maybe not, I don’t know.”
“I thought I knew my husband, but now, I just don’t know how he will react.” She kissed her black lover and he drove her back to work.
Thursday evening, Barbara was home first and was in the process of making dinner. Dean stacked the drawings on the table and began adding them to their album. Barbara saw him with the drawings and realized that she left them unintentionally. She did not want Dean to see the sketches and she froze in place knowing that he was going to ask about the new art work. Originally she was going to destroy or hide the drawings, but as with her other sketches, they were just ignored and left.
All through dinner, Barbara wondered just what she was going to say when her husband asked ... he would ask where she got those ideas for her drawings. Nothing was said during dinner, and nothing as she cleaned the dishes. ‘When was he going to ask?’ she kept thinking.
She was relieved when he was so tired, he got into bed and fell asleep before she climbed onto the bed. Barbara had to remember to hide her new obsession for black cock, but she knew the subject would evolve. She still didn’t know how she was going to confess.
Friday, Barbara was home from work early and began to dress in her knit white dress with another pair of white thong panties. Her stomach was churning knowing she had to confess, Dean deserved to know.
She was determined that her craving for black cock was too great for her to stay home. She was going to tell her husband she planned to go to the club, probably be there all night. She needed black cock and cum.
She heard the front door open and she knew, life was going to be very different now. Dean entered and his eyes grew as he saw his wife in the dress he loved. He could see her breasts with the nipples poking against the knit material.
He then saw her white thong panty and it was so sheer that her labia was visible. Dean walked to his wife and as he held out his hands to hug her, Barbara pushed against his hands and said, “Not now, please sit, I need to talk to you, you deserve to know.”
Dean sat on the edge of the couch as Barbara stood in front of him. The sight in front of him had his penis erect. Barbara said, “Please, please don’t get mad. I, er, ah, I’ve cheated. It was last week at that new club you wanted to meet. Well, I, er, guess I didn't hear the name of the club. The cab driver only knew of the ‘Jizz’ club and took me there. It turned out to be a black club.”
Dean, stunned, asked, “What? A black club? You didn’t stay did you?” Barbara said, “No, they wouldn’t let me leave. I, ah, I, er, don’t know exactly how it happened, but I soon was being fucked by a black man.”
“You let a black man fuck you?”
“Baby, his cock was different, bigger than yours and I couldn’t fight, I confess, he gave me an orgasm I’ve never felt, a fantastic orgasm. It wasn’t long before more black men fucked me.”
Dean looked at the floor and looked back up at Barbara, she could see his eyes begin to water. “Oh, my God, you love black cock. That’s why all those drawings. You want to fuck black men.”
“I love you, please understand, I can’t help it. I need black cock.”
“Did you let them cum in you?”
Barbara began to tear up and said, “I won’t lie, yes. I was so turned on that I was begging them to cum in my pussy.” Dean just sat and stared at the floor. Barbara said, “I have a cab coming and I’m going back to that club. I’m sorry, but I have to do this. I don’t know when I will be home. Please understand.” Barbara heard the cab honk and she turned and left the house.
Dean sat, tears running down his cheeks. It was close to an hour before he moved. He looked at the coffee table and picked up the album they kept. He reviewed all of his wife’s sketches and when he got to the black cocks, he knew his wife was hooked, she had told him she was going back for more black cock. She was going to be filled with black seed. Dean didn’t know what he was going to do. He thought of divorce, but he loved Barbara too much. He wondered if he could continue to love her and let her fuck black men? What would their life be like if she continued with her obsession?
Dean knew he had to think, he went to his car and began to drive without purpose. He searched his mind, ‘why, why, why, why, WHY?’, as he slowly drove through town.
He then saw a neon sign, flashing ‘JIZZ CLUB’. His memory flashed back to what his wife had said, that was the club she mentioned. He parked the car and walked to the door. He had no idea why he was there, but he walked through the door. He saw, in the middle of the floor, three white women on a mattress, black men fucking them and a group of naked black men surrounding them, waiting their turn.
Dean felt hands gripping his arms. “What the fuck are you doing here white boy? This is a private club.” He looked at the two large black men holding him. He said, “Ah, I don’t know, I, ah, er, had to see for myself.” “See what?” “My wife said she was coming here to get fucked by black men. I didn’t believe her, but I recognize one woman on the mattress. My God, how many black men have fucked her now?”
The two men took Dean to a chair, stripped him naked from the waist down and tied his legs and torso to the chair. He was told he was tied so he wouldn’t do anything stupid. The chair was placed where he had a clear view of his wife’s activity. One of the men chuckled and said, “I think that’s her fifth black cock, so far.”
Barbara then began to scream, “FUCK ME, FUCK ME, I WANT MORE CUM.” Dean watched as another black cock replaced the one that finished fucking his wife.
One of the black men that tied him to the chair, went and whispered something to Barbara. Barbara turned and looked directly at her husband. She smiled and screamed, “I NEED BLACK COCK, I NEED BLACK CUM. I WANT THEM TO FUCK ME, BABY.”
Dean felt his groin stir and saw his penis was erect and his hand began stroking it. Dean smiled at his wife, knowing he could do nothing to change her mind. Divorced or not, she would be here on the floor every weekend, being filled with black cock and seed.
‘Horn Dog’ realized Dean was Barbara’s husband and said to him, “Relax and be like all the husbands of the married white sluts that come here. They allow their wives to have our black seed. I don’t know what you will decide about your wife, but after five or six weekends, she will stop any form of birth control and we will inseminate her like all the others. They even come back for more black seed as our black babies are growing in their bellies.”
“It’s your choice if you want to raise a black baby with your wife.
I can tell you now, the way she feels, she wants black cock, and will want to be bred to have black babies. It’s now your decision of what you want and what you want for your wife.”
Dean looked at Barbara, as she was taking another black cock in her well-used pussy. He saw the look of ecstasy on her face as the cock was taking her to levels of pleasure he knew he would never be able to provide for her.
Barbara again looked at Dean, and saw him with his small white penis in a new light.... he was actually aroused seeing her fucking black cocks!
Barbara had already made her decision that she would be fucking black cocks from now on, and that she still loved Dean, but changes would be needed in their marriage.
“Dean, I can see you like watching me getting fucked by all of these big black cocks, and taking their cum deep in my now black-only cunt.
I no longer have any use for your pathetic three-inch penis... it will never enter my body again.
I still love you as a person, though, and want to stay married, if you will have me as I now am... but only under some new arrangements:
We will become like 'sister-wives,' both of us serving black cocks for their pleasure and enjoyment.
I will be a breeding 'cow' for black babies, and you will be like a nanny in helping raise them. As 'Horn Dog' has said, other white husbands support their wives in our want and need to fuck black cocks only. I want you to fully embrace this new life-style with me.... however, there will be necessary changes for you.
'Horn Dog' then took over, to explain how things would be in the future for Dean, should he agree to continue with Barbara.
“As I mentioned earlier, other white husbands allow their wives here, to be fucked and eventually impregnated with black babies.
You do not see them here now, because we have a special area for them, and for what they do while here.
If you wish to remain married to Barbara, as it appears she wants, you will join the other white husbands by making some changes to you body.
To begin, all hair below your eyebrows will be permanently removed via electrolysis.
Barbara has mentioned she no longer has any need or use of your small penis... and no other person will either.
However it does serve a purpose of urination.
So, we will let you keep it, for now, but you will be castrated to remove some desires. As testosterone will no longer be produced there, you will be taking additional female hormones to change your body's appearance: you will grow natural tits that could be enhanced in size later if needed; your hips and ass will become fuller, to be of more interest to black men; you will become a feminized eunuch she-male, dressed as such with lingerie, stockings and heels, though you will be kept naked most of the time.
There are some black men that come to the Jizz Cafe just to dump their cum in a ready and willing white hole, though not necessarily looking to breed a woman. You will be available with your new ass-pussy-boi-cunt to serve those black cocks that may want you.
You will also provide clean-up service to the white women by licking their used pussies, and sucking black cum from them to make them ready for more fucking. Not every black man wants sloppy seconds, though some of the women love to take multiple cum loads at a time.
You will come to be like Barbara, and look forward to serving black cocks in what ever way they wish.
I need you to agree to this now, so the processes can begin as soon as possible.
We already know that this is what Barbara wants, not only for her, but for you as well.
You can show your agreement by sucking my black cock and swallowing my cum.
It took Dean all of less that five seconds to make up his mind, that, if he wished to stay married to Barbara, he would be agreeing to these new conditions.
Still tied to his chair, Dean opened his mouth, ready and willing to accept 'Horn Dog's' black cock.
Dean's fantasy all along had been for Barbara to become a black-only slut, and the earlier directions to the Jazz Cafe, were intentionally miss-interpreted to the JIZZ CAFE. And the cab she took was also pre-planned to deliver her to the intended destination and their new life-style:
serving Black Men and their BIG BLACK COCKS!
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Posted on : Feb 27, 2025
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