Every year I go to my wife's annual family reunion. 
Family reunions can be the most boring event of the 
year. Attending a family reunion for my wife's family 
wasn't the same for me as it was for most guys. Every year

the event has tons of family members buzzing around, all

varieties of kids yelling and screaming, and enough heartburn 
creating food to keep the antacid companies in business 
for a year. Throw in the fact that you don't even know 
ninety percent of these people and it just gets better.

This year I was sitting there in my chair just staring 
off into the distance as my wife mingled with long lost 
cousins, uncles, aunts and other cousins of cousins. 
Trying to keep my sanity I got up and went inside the 
house to use the bathroom. As I walked through the door 
I remembered the only thing that can possibly make the 
situation any better. Hot women. Doesn't it always seem 
that every family has at least a few really hot women 
in the bunch? Well my wife's family is definitely no 
different.

I walked down the hallway towards the bathroom and as I 
passed one of the open bedroom doors, my wife's cousin 
Lynette walked out and bumped right into me carrying a 
large bag of ice. She hung on to the ice but had to 
brace herself by grabbing hold of my hip as we 
collided. "Oh God! You scared me Greg!" she shrieked as 
we both tried to regain our composure.

"Hi Lynette, I am so sorry. I didn't see you coming out 
the door. How have you been?" I responded.

Lynette sighed and replied, "Busy... these damn family 
reunions are so much work and it seems no one ever 
wants to help. Would you mind helping get some of this 
ice together? We are supposed to be making ice cream 
later today and we don't have enough ice." I didn't 
have anything better to do so I agreed and walked with 
her into the kitchen.

Lynette is the one girl every large family seems to 
have. She’s black and was adopted by my wife’s aunt.

She’s about five foot three inches 
tall and is best described as "stacked" from head to 
toe. She has a perfect hourglass figure to go with 
absolutely perfect tits and an ass that makes your 
mouth water. She doesn't have the bubble butt like some 
black girls have, Lynette's ass is round and just big 
enough that it will not totally fit in your hand.

Looking at her legs you can tell she obviously works 
out enough to stay in shape but doesn't have he-man 
type muscles. Her chocolate brown complexion is perfect 
and she always leaves her hair long and styled. I can’t count 
the times I have looked at her and had bad thoughts.

As I turned the corner and walked into the kitchen 
Lynette slammed the freezer door and mumbled something 
that sounded like "shit" as she looked at me. 

Remembering that I was there, she changed her voice 
into that little voice women use when they need help 
and asked, "Mind riding with me to my apartment to get 
some milk and fruit for the ice cream?"

A few minutes later, after telling my wife where I was 
going, we were in her car and speeding down the road. 
Her apartment was about ten minutes away and we had 
nice conversation along the way. She was wearing a 
short little mini-skirt today and I couldn't help but 
look over at the inside of her left thigh as she was 
driving. Many bad thoughts went through my head as I 
stared at the soft smooth chocolate brown skin of her 
thigh as it disappeared up under the thin material of 
her mini-skirt.

We finally arrived at Lynette's apartment and I got 
another great view as she climbed the stairs in front 
of me and her little skirt rode up her ass a little 
showing me her white cotton panties underneath. If I 
hadn't known better I would have thought she did that 
on purpose. I actually thought I noticed her looking at 
my reflection in one of the passing windows as I was 
staring at her cute little rump. We went into the 
apartment and she began rambling through the freezer.

I remembered that I needed to use the bathroom and 
began a search for her restroom. She had a little one 
bedroom apartment and her only bathroom entrance was 
through her bedroom. I went in, did my business, washed 
my hands and opened the bathroom door to come back. 
Very much to my surprise, Lynette was standing in front 
of her bed and was totally topless!

I was speechless and caught completely off guard. I 
just stood there like a dummy and stared at the most 
perfect set of tits I had ever seen. These things were 
perfectly round about half the size of a good 
cantaloupe. They had to be "c" cups and sat up 
beautifully with dark little gumball sized nipples 
which were slightly upturned. Add in the fact that 
these perfect orbs sit on a chest that is attached to a 
size two waistline and you can easily see why a lot of 
the men in the family just love hanging out in rooms 
she frequents.

I don't know how long I stood there just staring but 
finally Lynette said "aren't you gonna say anything?" I 
came out of my trance but was no better off because I 
still didn't know what to say. I stammered a little bit 
and tried to say something intelligent but just 
couldn't. "This isn't quite the reaction I hoped for", 
she said. "I am starting to feel a little self 
conscious over here so you need to either tell me to 
put my top back on or come over here and introduce 
yourself to my breasts."

A billion thoughts went through my head. Why was she 
doing this? Was this a trap? Did my wife put her up to 
this? Could I really do this and get away with it? 
Should I do this? Have I ever seen a more perfect set 
of breasts? What would I give to wrap my lips around 
one of those nipples for about an hour? Can I just bury 
my face in that cleavage for the rest of my life? The 
thoughts went on and on in my head until finally 
Lynette broke the silence again with "Well I guess I 
took you off guard. I assumed by the way you were 
staring me down that you would be into this and by the 
looks of the bulge in your pants, I was right."

I looked down and sure enough I was hard as a rock and 
it could easily be noticed with the thin pair of shorts 
I was wearing.

"Maybe you just need someone to give you a little 
help," she said as she crawled across the bed. She placed

her mouth next to my ear and whispered “let me be your little

nigger slut, I promise you’ll love me.” I was taken aback but

amazingly turned on.

She grabbed a belt loop on my shorts and pulled me in close

so she could unbutton my shorts. Slowly my shorts fell to the

floor and I was left standing there between her knees with

only my boxer shorts separating my raging hard on from her 
face.

Lynette moved her fingers under the waistband of my 
underwear and tugged downwards. My extremely hard cock 
sprung upwards like a catapult as my underwear fell to 
the floor. Even if I still had doubt in my mind about 
what was going on, there was no doubt in the mind of my 
dick. Lynette moved closer, stared me in the eyes, and 
wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. I could 
feel her tongue sliding around my head as she applied 
just the right amount of suction.

She placed one hand under my scrotum and began to 
massage my balls - oh what a feeling that was! Slowly 
Lynette took my entire cock into her mouth and began 
working her mouth magic on my phallus. I was moaning 
pretty hard at this point and Lynette showed no signs 
of letting up. I think the best part of the whole thing 
was her staring me straight in the eyes as she milked 
my cock with her thick lips and hot tongue. I could 
feel the sensation of the buildup of cum in my balls 
and I could think of nothing I wanted more than to dump 
my load into her mouth.

Lynette could evidently sense my impending climax and 
withdrew her mouth from my cock and said, "Easy boy, I 
don't want you to make a mess of things, we still have 
a reunion to attend and I have a very nice Gucci skirt 
on."

I stood motionless, just short of an orgasm, with my 
underwear around my ankles. Could Lynette be this evil? 
Could she really be the type of girl who would suck you 
close to bursting then just toy with you and give you 
blue balls? All these thoughts ran through my head but 
no sooner than I had thought them, she stood up, took 
my hand and pulled me onto the bed. In her soft sexy 
voice Lynette said, "Let's calm you down a little bit. 
Here lie down on the bed and relax. I’ll take care of 
you like a good nigger girl should."

Fuck was I turned on.

Lynette crawled up on top of the bed and straddled my 
hips. She still had the skirt and her panties so my 
mind raced in anticipation of what was to come. She 
crawled up towards my chest and leaned forward, placing 
one of her hard little nipples in my mouth. I eagerly 
suckled on her breast like it was my only source of 
food and had been starving for months. Her skin was so 
smooth and so soft.

For the first time I became physically involved myself 
as I reached down and began trying to pull her skirt 
off her waist. She hesitated a little but then raised 
up, reached under the hem of her skirt and unzipped the 
zipper. She took the skirt off completely and threw it 
to the floor. Now the only thing that separated her 
bare pussy from my rock hard penis was those white 
cotton panties.

I could feel the heat emanating from her crotch as she 
straddled my stomach again and returned her breast to 
my mouth. Her pussy was wet. It had soaked through her 
panties and I could almost smell the sweetness of her 
precious little pussy lips. I reached down and grabbed 
her ass and gave a good squeeze. I ran my hands under 
her panties and frantically searching for her pussy.

Lynette rose up a bit and said, "My, my... a few 
minutes ago I couldn't even get you to say anything. 
Now it seems you want to experience it all."

I looked her straight in her big brown eyes and said "I 
want you. I want to be inside you." Lynette smiled, 
dismounted me, stood up on the bed and put her hands 
under the waist line of her panties, pulling them all 
the way to the floor and over her delicate little feet.

"I love it when white men know what they want!" she growled 
with a sultry little smirk.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing! I was laying with 
my back on the bed and Lynette standing over me, one 
foot on each side of my chest. As my eyes followed her 
chocolate skin up her calves, past her inner thighs, 
and onto her crotch, I could see that Lynette had a 
totally shaved pussy! Nothing, I repeat, NOTHING turns 
me on more than a pussy with a patch of fur on it!

Her petite hips were in perfect proportion to her size 
two waist and between those lovely chocolate brown 
thighs was a dark pair of pussy lips with just a trace 
of pink showing. Her skin was smooth and there were 
absolutely no traces of any stubble or wrinkles or 
stretch marks anywhere. I could see that her clit was 
already hard and just erect enough to unsheathe itself 
from her soft labia.

I started to rise up to touch it but she took her right 
foot and placed it on my forehead to push me back to 
the bed. "Stay!" she said with as forceful a voice as 
her little frame would allow, "I haven't decided yet 
what you will have." What did this mean? Was she still 
being a big tease?

Lynette stepped forward and positioned her pussy 
directly over my head. Bending down, she brought her 
pussy down so that it almost touched my nose. I rose up 
a little, causing my nose to rub against her.

"Stop it! I said I will decide!" she said. Lynette then 
lowered her pussy on down onto my mouth so that it 
completely covered my mouth.

I opened my mouth and took in as much of her black pussy

as I could and then ran my tongue up between the 
lips. She tasted divine! I ate her like I had never 
eaten a pussy before. Never had I ever been teased like 
this before and now I couldn't get enough of her 
sweetness.

She moaned lightly as I licked and sucked her clit, 
running my tongue along the folds of her pussy lips. 
"That's it Greg, show me how much you like my little 
brown pussy. Eat me baby. Make your tongue force me to 
cum," she said as she squatted over my face running one 
hand through her hair and another over her large 
breasts.

After about 5 minutes of Lynette riding my face, I 
could tell she was getting close to an orgasm. Her 
pussy lips were getting even hotter and her moisture 
level was increasing dramatically. Her moans were much 
more pronounced and she was beginning to exert more 
pressure down onto my face with her hips, grinding her 
clit into my top lip.

Just when I thought she was about to explode, she stood 
up, her pussy dripping down onto my chest, and then 
jumped off the bed. By now I could tell this woman was 
a tease but how could I have guessed that she would be 
such a tease to herself as well? Have you ever heard of 
a woman denying herself an orgasm? As I lay there 
pondering what the hell was going on she opened her 
table drawer and removed a wrapped condom.

"I think its time we get a little more serious with 
this," she said as she gave my cock one good licking 
before wrapping it up in the rubber. "I only use this 
because I am not on the pill and even though I trust 
you to let me know when you are close, I can't take any 
chances. I am in the most fertile part of my cycle 
today and even if a few of your boys go astray then you 
never know what could happen."

I started to rise up but then realized that I had not 
been told to do so and would be better off letting 
Lynette tell me what she wants. It had been great so 
far and I had NO reason to argue with her at this 
point. After all, I just had the best sex of my life 
and I haven't even cum yet!

Lynette straddled my hips again and looked me straight 
in the eyes. “Tell me what I want to hear.” I wasn’t sure,

but I said “I want to fuck your black pussy!” “No, talk nasty

to me or you don’t get this pussy.” She had this mischievous

look as she lowered her hot little pussy directly down until her

pussy lips kissed my stiff cock. “Tell me!” I knew but I

wasn’t sure if I should say it. She brought her mouth to my ear

“Say it baby, tell me what I want to hear.” I could feel her

brown pussy lips parting over the head of my dick then stopping.

“Give me that nigger pussy you dirty black slut.”

That was it, she sat up and I could feel her tremendous heat

through the latex as she sank inch after inch of my cock between

her slick folds. Maybe it’s just that she is a much more petite

girl than my wife (who is five foot eight) or maybe it was just 
Lynette's pussy but it seemed like her pussy was much 
tighter than what I am used to. Her pussy felt like a 
vice wrapped around my cock.

Once Lynette's ass cheeks rested against my legs and my 
cock was fully inside her, she just sat there and 
stared me in the face. "I want you to tell me before 
you are ready to cum…I want you to cum in my mouth" she 
said as she slowly started to rock forward and 
backwards on my cock. For about twenty minutes she 
fucked me. Sometimes she was slow and sensual and then 
she would speed up with longer, harder strokes. Every 
time I told her I was close, she would stop completely, 
almost completely pulling off of me. It was as if she 
wanted to prolong this as long as possible.

Right before I thought I wouldn't be able to hold back 
any longer, the phone rang. "Oh God!" I thought, "How 
long have we been here?"

Lynette leaned over and picked up her cordless phone, 
managing to keep my cock inside her. "Hello?" she 
answered. I could hear the voice on the other end of 
the phone and it was my wife. "No. I am sorry. We got 
caught up. My ice machine was broken in my kitchen and 
Greg has been working on getting it fixed. I think 
there is something wrong with the plumbing. I didn't 
know he was so good at that kind of stuff," 
Lynette said with a deep smile on her face as she 
looked directly into my eyes while squeezing my white

cock with her pussy. I could hear my wife say something about,

"That's fine she was just worried." then Lynette said not to worry 
that I was, "being well taken care of. I looked down and saw

my white cock surrounded by her magnificent black pussy. 
Lynette said goodbye and hung the phone up.

"That bitch!! Who does she think she is calling me over 
here? If I want to fuck her husband then I'll fuck her 
husband and there's nothing she can do about it!" 
Lynette screamed in anger. "Calling to check in on us, 
shit! The nerve she has," she continued. Then she 
resumed her fucking of my cock but with a little more 
vigor. Gone were the slow, sensual motions and now she 
was much more energetic and forceful.

It was obvious Lynette was still thinking about the 
call and finally she just stopped all together and 
pulled off my cock. She pulled my condom off and threw 
it to the floor. I assumed and to be honest, I hoped 
she was going to suck me off. If she didn't take care 
of it, I was going to have to go into the bathroom and 
whack off myself. I can't come this close to orgasm and 
then... nothing.

What happened was even better. She stood back up on the 
bed, straddled my hips again and lowered herself onto 
my cock. There was no condom. There was nothing at all 
between my raging white hard on and her velvet smooth

black pussy. The feeling was absolutely indescribable.

I was shocked and I started out by asking, "W-what, 
won’t you get pregnant? What if I can’t stop? You have

me really close to coming.” Lynette thrust her body onto

mine with even more vigor and said, "You just tell me

when you're about to cum. 
That's all that's important right now."

It didn't take long. Her pussy was still just as tight 
as before and now without the condom, the combination 
of her slick pussy walls and the tremendous heat from 
within her body was taking a toll on my cock. I 
estimated I would last about another thirty seconds. 
About twenty seconds later I patted her on the ass and 
said, "I-I can't hold it back any longer... I am gonna 
cum!"

I expected her to jump off me and either jerk me off or 
actually suck me off but she did neither of the two. 
She started rocking even deeper and harder on my cock. 
"Tell me I’m your nigger fuck toy baby, I 
need to know." She said in a kind of winded voice. She 
was really fucking me hard now and it was making her a 
little winded. She had started to sweat and her big 
perfect breasts were jiggling beautifully on her chest.

Ten or fifteen seconds later I felt that familiar 
feeling in my nuts, they were producing and releasing 
their load and I screamed out, "NOW! I'm cumming you

filthy nigger bitch!"

But instead of flying off my cock and jerking me off 
like I expected, she just sank down on my cock and 
pushed me in as deep into her body as possible. I could 
feel the tip of my cock rubbing up against her cervix 
as my balls finally sent their massive payload through 
my shaft and into her waiting womb. I couldn't move as 
my body was totally immobilized after I had the largest 
orgasm of my life. The repeated torturous teasing had 
created a build up within my body and I must have 
pumped twenty spurts of seed into her awaiting body and 
each one felt like it was a quart.

Lynette jumped up and off the bed and ran on her tip 
toes into the bathroom while she held her hand over her 
pussy. I lay there in complete exhaustion wondering 
what she was doing but I figured she must be going to 
douche.

Seconds later she came sprinting back from the bathroom 
and lay down on the side of the bed with her back on 
the bed and her legs up in the air, spread wide. She 
had a small piece of plastic in her hand and I saw her 
insert it between her pussy lips.

With a puzzled look I managed to utter, "W-what on 
earth was that?"Lynette smiled a coy little smile and said, "A 

diaphragm."

I rose up so that my elbows were supporting my weight 
and pointed out that diaphragms were to be used BEFORE 
intercourse to prevent pregnancy. Lynette's reply 
immediately sobered my thought process as she very 
matter-of-factly said "I know. This little piece of 
plastic will hold all the life giving seed in my pussy 
for the rest of the evening. I'll give them all the 
opportunity they need to swim, swim, swim up into my 
open womb and fertilize my awaiting egg."

Lynette's eyes were now very slim and she had a 
satisfied look on her face. "For the rest of the 
afternoon, I will hang out with your wife, chatting, 
talking, laughing, knowing... knowing that with each 
passing second, her husband's sperm are swimming closer 
to their ultimate goal. Our child."

Lynette then looked resolute and said, "She won’t 
know. No, she won’t. She'll never know that I fucked 
her husband so hard and so thoroughly this afternoon. 
She will never know that because I’m your dirty nigger slut  
now and you’re my man.

Lynette looked straight into my eyes and said, "My ass,mouth, and pussy are yours Greg. I belong to you now and I’m going to make all your babies.  Every time your wife sees me pregnant, she’ll never know it’s yours."