1. The Meeting Chapter one: How it began


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: True Story, Cuckold, Humiliation, Interracial, Voyeurism, Author: wife4hungblk, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    thickest cocks I had ever seen and the white women sucking and fucking them seemed to crave the hurt they were being subjected to. Jack grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed and sat on the floor as he began tormenting my pussy with his tongue. When I again gazed at the screen there was a black man between a white woman's thighs eating her pussy. It appeared she was doing the filming as the scene was from her perspective. Staring at the TV as I felt Jacks tongue tormenting me it was easy to imagine the black man was eating me. Every lick and deep tongue thrust I felt seemed to be from the black man on the screen. God I was hot! I could hear my husband’s tongue sloshing around inside my pussy as I gushed my arousement. I don't believe I had ever been so aroused as in my mind I became the woman in the movie. I felt the black man tonguing my pussy as I watched him eating me on the screen. The thought of a black man between my thighs filled me with such intense emotions. I was raised to believe the races should remain separate and one of the sluttiest things a white woman could do was open her thighs to a black man. I watched the woman in the movie mirror my own responses as in my mind I was feeling a black man's tongue moving in my pussy. The sight on the screen coupled with the feelings Jack imparted had me literally craving to cum. Then the man on the screen rolled the woman's hips up and I watched as he slid his tongue into her vagina repeatedly, fucking her ...
    deeply with his long tongue. As if he was watching the movie Jack suddenly rolled my own hips up and mimicked what I was watching on the screen. Seeing her pussy clenching his tongue as his black face moved above her pussy caused me to suddenly tense and cum explosively. I was hunching, moaning, pulling his head to my pussy tightly as my pussy squeezed his flailing tongue. Imagining it was a black man eating me had me drowning Jack with my liquid arousement and orgasmic juices. My mind was overwhelmed by the straining release gripping me. But even as I tensed I knew I craved more as I exuded my moist relief. His tongue slickly laved, probed and instilled a craving need to fuck the black man I was watching. God I wanted to feel his huge black dick fucking my pussy. Those cravings filled me with guilt but I couldn't help having them as I wondered how it would really feel to be impaled by such a man. Jack must have realized that I was abnormally aroused when I cum so intensely repeatedly. He raised his head and glanced at the TV screen and then at my face. . I felt my cheeks burning with my embarrassment as I blushed beet red. I knew he realized what I was imagining as I cum. With a slight grin on his face his mouth returned to my pussy and began lightly sucking my clit. I couldn't prevent my gaze from returning to the TV. My chest began heaving and moans streamed from my lips as my hips lifted my clit to his avid licking and sucking. I was aroused not only by what he was doing to ...