I burst into tears and held Jean so tightly that I hurt her. Sobbing, I told her that I was jealous of her last night. That I wanted it to be me that Richard fucked over and over. That I felt left out and pushed away; that I was just an observer to his blacking of her body. That I wanted him blacking my body, too, and making me his bitch.
“Then,” Jean said, “we’re going to have to deal with that, aren’t we, baby?”
Together, we stripped the bed, washed our mattress, and put a rubber protective sheet over it. Then we washed the sheets and duvet covers. That night, I licked Jean’s pussy softly because she was very sore. I rubbed aloe vera into her pussy to soothe her soreness. We spent the whole weekend loving each other and making love.
Two weeks after Richard had been sent packing by my wife, we both returned from work in the afternoon and stepped into the shower. “You’re getting some stubble around your cock and balls,” Jean said. “I really enjoy your body smooth now. I have this hair removal cream.”
She smeared it all over my body and left me waiting for 12 minutes. When she returned, she washed and scraped off my body hair.
I felt so very smooth again. “Oh baby,” I said. “I feel wonderful.”
Jean kissed my cock. “Come with me, Sarah.” She took my hand and led me to her dressing room. There on the bed were black stockings, suspenders, little silk panties, and a bra with silicone inserts that moulded to my hairless chest. After dressing me in the lingerie, she helped me into a white dress that fit like a glove. She had even got me flat shoes. Lastly, she fitted a wig and applied makeup.
Then and only then was I allowed to look in the mirror. Oh my god, it was my mother and sister looking back at me. I looked at Jean.
She smiled. “Sarah, you look like your mother and your sister. Do you want the cage on?”
“No, I said. “I love the feel of my silk panties.”
“Okay, but let’s put a panty liner in so you don’t spoil them. Tuck your cock and balls back between your legs. Now pull up your panties. There, we have you”
Then my wife broke the news that we were going out for lunch to a pub called The Bull’s Head. I was a little scared at being out in public.
Jean drove us out of town to The Bull’s Head, where we had white wine. She even sent me to the bar to get two white wines. I used my best female voice. After lunch, two guys came over and chatted us up. Then, suddenly, Richard strolled into the pub.
I gasped. “Don’t look now, but lover boy just walked in.”
Richard looked at Jean, then me. “Hello, ladies. Can I buy you a drink?”
“What are you doing here?” asked Jean.
“This is my local. I only live around the corner. So, Jean, how are you and, uh…”
“Sarah,” said Jean. “She’s Sarah.”
“Yes, Sarah,” said Richard. “May I sit with you ladies?”
“Must you?” Jean said.
I spoke up. “Yes, Richard. You may sit with us.”
Richard looked over at the bar and called out. “Lizzie, can I have two white wines, please, and a pint of lager?”
We chatted for a while until Richard suddenly became very serious. “Jean, Sarah. I have to apologise for my behaviour the last time we were together. And to you most of all, my dear, sensitive, loving Sarah.”
Jean stepped in. “Richard, you don’t—”
“Let him speak, dear,” I said.”
“Thank you, Sarah,” Richard said. “I was a rude, obnoxious, arrogant, hateful person filled with my own importance. I totally missed how much you two loved each other. I did not understand, and I was totally ignorant. For that, I am so very sorry. I cannot believe I upset your loving, sweet Sarah, and I am mortified looking back on how I behaved. You invited a supposed friend into your beautiful home, and I turned out to be a viper. I was hateful, and I am so very sorry. I am Jean. And you, too, Sarah.
“For myself, I have missed you, Jean, and you too, my lovely Sarah, so very much. I cannot tell you how badly I felt afterwards. Looking back, reflecting on my behaviour, please forgive me. I am so glad I’ve been able to see and meet you again. I will go now and give you back your privacy. I hope we can be friends again.” Richard got up and went to the bar and chatted with a few friends.
We looked at each other in silence, totally stunned. “Wow, Sarah,” Jean said. “I didn’t expect that from him.”
I looked back at her. “Jean, my darling, I know you miss him.”
“Only a bit, dear. I have you now, my very own tiger, in my bed.”
I blushed red. “But you’d rather have a lion roaring in your bed. I know you do, so don’t lie to me, darling.”
“Well,” my wife said. “Yes, I miss his beautiful black cock. It was wonderful, and you know he fucked me all night long. I was tired out after what we did to each other. It was wonderful, but it frightened me.”
“I know, dear,” I said.
“Come on, let’s go.”
We got up to leave. “You carry on,” I said once we were outside the lounge. “I need to pee.”
“Use the ladies, dear,” my wife reminded me.
“Yes, yes. I know, darling.” I walked back into the lounge to the bar and tapped Richard on the shoulder.
“Sarah,” he said.
“We both have missed you, Richard,” I said. “If you’ve changed and you’re truly repentant—”
“I am. I truly am.”
“Then come over Friday evening at six sharp, sweetheart.” I kissed him and left.
Jean *
Friday afternoon arrived. When I pulled up on the drive, there was Joshua’s car in the garage. He opened the door. “Good afternoon, darling,” he said, kissing me deeply. “Can you help me get all this stubble off my body?”
“Of course, my darling,” I said. “And you can help shave my pussy and my legs, please.”
I spread the depilatory gel all over Joshua’s chest, legs, arms, back, my cock and balls, bottom, and under his arms. Then he applied the gel to my legs, under my arms, my pussy, between my legs, and around my anus. After twelve minutes, he jumped in the shower to rinse the hair off his body. He was soaping up when I stepped into the shower to rinse off the gel.
“Mmm, you’re so smooth,” I said as I soaped him up. Then I felt his cock prodding my ass. “What are you up to, sweetheart? You’re hot today.”
Joshua knelt and gave my pussy and anus the tongue test. Not a hair remained. I was as smooth as a baby’s bottom.
After we showered, I led him to the bedroom. “Come here, you sexy slut.” I knelt at his feet and looked up. “Your cock and balls are so smooth, baby.” I kissed the tip of his cock and slipped the silver steel cock cage over his shaft, inserting the tube up his pee eye. “You’re all mine again, cucky,” I said as I locked it in place. “Now let’s get Sarah dressed.”
I laid out on the bed Sarah’s white stockings and suspender belt, bright pink silk panties and bra with the inserts, pink summer dress, wig, and my makeup with bright pink lipstick.
Joshua/Sarah kissed me. “Thank you, my love.”
“Oh baby, I would do anything for my Sarah.”
Blushing, she helped me dress in black stockings and a suspender belt, black silk panties and bra, and black high heels. Sarah knelt on the floor, put the gold chain around my ankle, and slipped the eye over the hook. Hanging on the chain for everyone to see was the key to my husband’scock cage.
I took hold of the cage and tugged Sarah to her feet. “Now you’re locked up tight, all safe and sound. Until I say it’s free, I own your clitty, you naughty little miss.”
There was a knock at the door at exactly six o’clock.
I opened the door, and my eyes widened in surprise. “Richard? What are you doing here?”
“I asked him, baby,” Sarah said.
“You did?”
“Yes, I did. I couldn’t bear the thought of you putting up with my little cock any longer, and he did say he has changed.”
Richard held out two bunches of red roses and two bottles of champagne. “For you, Jean, and for Sarah.”
I accepted the roses and Sarah took the champagne. “Come on in, Richard,” I said.
“Thank you for asking me back, Jean.”
“I had nothing to do with it, Richard,” I said very seriously. “It was Joshua’s call. I won’t have him hurt like last time. I broke his heart and he trusted you.”
“I know, Jean, I know. I was not a nice person to Joshua, but you will find me a changed person.”
“Let’s go to the lounge,” Sarah said.
“Okay, sweetheart,” Richard said. “But I need to put the champagne in the fridge. I’ll be right back.
Sarah and I sat across from each other. She drank some white wine. “Are you okay, darling?” I asked.
“A little worried,” she said. “That’s all.”
“You have nothing to worry about, dear.”
Richard joined us and got on his knees, took Sarah’s hand, kissed it, and looked into her eyes.
“Please, Sarah,” he said. “Will you please forgive me? I was so wrong. I don’t know what came over me, but I beg you, baby gurl, forgive me. Please, Sarah. We have always got on so well. From the first time we met, I lusted after you, baby gurl, and I just had to have you. You look so sweet and so innocent. He kissed me deep and slow.
I watched my husband melt into his arms as they kissed. Eventually, Richard broke the kiss. “Jean, with your permission, of course, may I free her clitty from its cage?”
I took the chain off her ankle and gave Richard the key. “I give you my permission, but only if you love her the way you should have done that first evening we spent together.”
Richard took the key. “Stand up, baby gurl.” He looked up into her eyes. “May I take your panties off?”
“Yes, you may,” Sarah said.
Richard lifted the hem of her dress and pulled her pink panties halfway down her thighs. “Look at her clitty,” he said. There was a huge wet patch and pre-cum stretched from the tip of her cock cage to the inside of her pink silk panties.
The lock opened smoothly, and Richard gently slipped the tube from out of Sarah’s clitty eye and removed the cage. “Hmm, baby gurl, that clitty looks so tasty.” He smothered Sarah’s clitty with kisses.
Sarah gasped. “Oh yes, daddy. Suck my clitty. I’ve missed your lips sucking on my clitty and your big black cock fucking my pussy.”
“Baby gurl, I’ve missed you and your mistress. I wanted to hold you. make love to you, and let you suck my big black cock.”
Richard spread Sarah’s legs over the arms of the chair and sucked her clitty.
With a swish of silk, I stripped off my dress and then my bra and panties. I ran my fingers over the bulge of Richard’s as I undid the buckle on his trousers, buttoned him, and pulled down his zipper. I tugged his trousers and boxers down until his big black cock sprang out hard and wet with the foreskin slightly pulled back and the pee eye glistening with pre-cum.
“Oh Richard,” I moaned. “It’s still so very beautiful.” My eyes rolled as I licked his juices and slowly lowered my head down over that huge black cock until I swallowed it whole.
Sarah’s head thrashed from side to side as Richard sucked her clitty and tongue-lashed her anus.
I pulled off Richard’s cock. “Fuck him. Fuck his pussy ass. Let me see you fuck her. I want to see Sarah loved and fucked senseless by you.”
Richard licked Sarah’s pussy ass. His tongue dipped in and out as her clitty pumped ribbons of pre-cum.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” Sarah begged, her cries and moans reaching a crescendo. “Please fuck my pussy ass.”
Witha wet pop, Richard pulled his cock head out of my mouth, leaving my thick saliva running down his cock and dripping off his balls. He pushed Sarah’s legs up by her ears and lined up his cock with her pussy ass.
“Do you want me to fuck you, baby gurl,” he teased.
“Yes,” Sarah said. “More than anything.”
Richard pushed the head of his cock inside Sarah. “Jean,” she moaned. “He has me once again. He has me… aarhg… so deep.” Richard fucked Sarah deeper and deeper until their balls were slapping together and she was crying out in utter submission.
“Oh Daddy! It’s wonderful. How I’ve missed you loving my body. Fuck me, you wonderful, sexy black man. I feel your huge cock filling me so deep.”
I kissed my husband. “It’s so beautiful watching you submit to his big black loving cock, baby. I’m seeing you for the first time as the woman you wish to be.”
“She is truly beautiful,” Richard said as he fucked her. “I’ve missed you both, but I especially missed my loving Sarah so very much. Oh baby gurl, it’s so tight in there, I’ll be coming soon. She makes me want to be a better man for both of you ladies. Sarah, baby, you’re so horny. Look at my cock.”
Richard pulled his cock out of Sarah’s pussy ass and slapped it hard against her tummy. His cocked throbbing wildly as he pushed it down and again speared Sarah right to the root.
“Yes,” she screamed. “Take me, Daddy.”
Richard roared like a lion as he came, and Sarah shrieked as her little clitty exploded. I dipped my head and sucked the cum out of her balls, making her convulse and scream as her cock softened.
With Richard still fucking her, I kissed Richard and gave him his prize. “Hmm, baby,” he said. “Thank you.”
Sarah was all of a giggle. “Oh, lovely! I missed being fucked by you. I feel so feminine with you, Richard.”
I got on my knees to suck Richard’s cock clean and get it hard again. With my mouth roaming his balls and cock, Sarah slipped off the chair and under me. She pulled my hips down and covered her mouth with my pussy. She licked and sucked my dripping cunt and wormed her tongue into my asshole.
I gasped. “Sarah, you hot little bitch, suck my cunt.”
Richard pulled his cock out of my mouth, pushed it through Sarah’s lips, and slipped itinto my dripping cunt.
“Oh yes,” I cried. “I love your cock, baby. Fuck me hard. I want it deep and I want to feel you come in my cunt.” Richard grabbed my hips and fucked me doggie style while Sarah licked my clitty and tongued his balls. I lowered my head and sucked Sarah’s clitty while Richard, with all his might, fucked me with his full ten inches of huge black cock. Over and over, he thrust deeper and deeper.
“Fill her cunt, Daddy,” Sarah said. “Make her come over and over. Fuck her, Daddy. Come in her cunt so I can drink from her womb.”
Somehow, Richard fucked me even harder. He slammed his huge black cock into my cunt until I was almost out of my mind. “Baby, I’m coming. Sarah, I’m coming on his beautiful cock. Baby, I’m coming… I’m coming.”
A violent orgasm broke over my body and, twitching like a rag doll, I sobbed and screamed, coming over and over with Richard gripping my hips and hammering my pussy as I squirted all over his cock and balls and my husband’s face.
Suddenly, Richard shouted, “I’m coming, baby,” and he exploded in my cunt. “I’m coming in your cunt. Oh my god, you’re wonderful. I love you both. I love you both.”
“Sarah, oh Sarah,” I said as Richard’s thick black seed jetted inside me. “I can feel his cum flowing in my womb. It’s wonderful, baby.”
When Richard pulled away, Sarah jumped on his cock, sucking and licking it. “I want you hard, baby,” she said. “I want you fucking my wife. She needs your cock so much.”
Joshua *
The night went on and on. As soon as Richard was finished with Jean, we got him ready for me. As soon as I finished with Richard, he was made ready for Jean. And back and forth and back and forth.
After coming for the fourth time, I was exhausted. “I am off to bed, my darling.”
“I’m coming with you, darling,” my wife said.
“No, no,” I said. “You stay here with Richard and enjoy yourself. Good night, Richard. I love you so much. I love that you’re back with us. I’ll give you a cuddle in the morning, baby”
I went to the spare bedroom, showered, and got into bed. I could hear the steady rocking of our bed as Richard and my wife fucked and made hot, passionate love. Jean moaned as she came over and over, and Richard came three more times, filling her pussy with his cum. Jean’s hot little cries told me she was having a wonderful time with his huge black cock.
I listened to my wife begging. “Fuck me with your huge cock, Richard,” she said. “I love your big black cock. Sarah loves your cock, too. Please be our wonderful dominant black man, but… but make sure you love my beautiful, sexy Sarah.”
“But I do love her,” Richard said. “I was going to sleep with her later. I won’t let her down, dear Jean. As much as I love you and your beautiful body, I love Sarah just as much.”
Sleep came quickly. I awoke early and went to our bedroom. I found Richard’s hard cock pressed between my wife’s ass cheeks. Jean was muttering in her sleep and rubbing her ass against his morning woody. I quietly watched as Richard slid his throbbing cock between her cunt lips and popped it in her pussy, fucking as she slowly woke from her very sexy dreams.
“Oh baby,” she gasped. “You’re fucking my tight white pussy again. I do love your big black cock, dear.”
Richard rolled Jean onto her back and filled her with his big black cock. The air in the room was heavy with their sex scent as Richard fucked her sweet pussy.
“Oh baby,” Jean said. “You’ve filled me with a pint of your black semen last night. You know how I love Sarah. I won’t let her down. Richard. Sarah is my husband. My heart aches for him and my pussy needs his clitty and tongue.”
“I won’t give Sarah up,” Richard said. “I’m in love with her so very much. I’ll be sleeping with you both. I’ll be with Sarah tomorrow night.”
“But, Richard, I won’t give up your black cock again.”
“You won’t have to, my darling. I won’t give up you or Sarah. But I have to tell you that Sarah has turned on two of my old friends at the Bull’s Head. They’re interested in her, and they guessed when she came back to see me that she was a special gurl.”
“Oh my god! Richard?”
“I told them I would ask if Sarah would be interested in two older black daddies loving her, but I didn’t want to ask. I didn’t want to lose my sweet Sarah again, I was so jealous. I want to tell them to fuck off from my baby gurl.”
I spoke up from within the shadows, making Jean and Richard jump.
“Oh fuck, baby,” Richard said. “You’re here.”
“Yes, I’m here. I love watching you fucking my wife. You two lovers need a little time on your own without me being around. Tell your friends I’ll meet them tomorrow evening.”
“Okay, Sarah,” Richard said. “But I’ll be there and I won’t let them hurt you, baby.”
“No,” I said. “I’ll go to the Bull’s Head. They can take me home and fuck me with their huge black cocks. Richard, will you please look after my beautiful wife?”
Jean looked at me with tears in her eyes. “Oh baby, I love you so very much. You would do this for me, sweetheart?”
“Yes, my darling. Anything for you and your happiness. I won’t stand in your way.”
The next evening I went to the pub and sat at a corner table with my gin and tonic. Richard’s friends soon joined me.
“Hello, Sarah,” one said. “I am Clive and this is Fred. Richard told us you might be here this evening.”
“You like me then, gentleman?” I said quietly.
“We love special, beautiful girls like you, Sarah,” Clive said. Would you like to come to my place with us for a drink and some fun, maybe?”
“Yes, please,” I said.
I followed them in my car, and in only a few minutes, we arrived at a nice house. After parking, I was led up the path to a nice house. As soon as the door opened, I was being kissed and touched all over. My cock was hard, and their huge black cocks bulged in their trousers as they stripped off my dress, leaving me in stockings and suspenders and my bra without the inserts.
Clive’s cock bulge made me gasp. “You’re so big!”
Fred pulled my panties off and sucked my little sissy clitty. Then I was picked up, carried upstairs, and placed on a bed with my legs wide open. The men shed their clothes and we were off.
I sucked a very big black cock while another big black cock pushed up my asshole and fucked me deeply. Then, after a while, they would trade off, turning me around so the other guy could fuck me. My little cock wasn’t neglected. The milked me, making me come three times.
They took turns coming in my mouth, in my ass, and over my cock until I was soaked in their semen. It was mid-afternoon the next day when I left them exhausted and sleeping. I was very sore, and left without a shower or even a wash.
At home, I walked in to find my wife being fucked doggie style over the kitchen table.
I smiled. “Oh baby, you’re getting his cock so deep.”
After Richard came, Jean and I went into the shower. We sat talking about Fred and Clive fucking me in tandem as Richard dressed and prepared to leave.
“Baby, I want to ask Richard to think about moving in with us,” Jean said.
“Not this week,” I said. “I want you to myself.”
“Okay, but I’ll miss his cock very badly. Sarah, my darling, I still want to fuck you.”
“Then so be it,” I said. “I want you fucking me, too, dear.”
Four weeks later, Richard moved into our home, and we worked out our time together. Richard slept with me two days a week, I slept with Fred and Clive two days a week, and Jean and I slept together two days a week. We all slept together one day a week. It was a wonderful arrangement until four months later, when we went out for a curry at our local curry house.
Jean wore her ankle bracelet with both my key and a gold Queen of Spades hanging from the chain to tell everyone in the know that she was my owner and a lover of black cock. We had a great time and, after a beautiful curry and a few beers, we went home to our marital bed and fucked the night away.
The next morning, Jean was sick as a dog, and was very ill the next few days until she went to the doctors.
“What did the doctor say about the food poisoning, dear?” I asked.
“No baby,” Jean said. “Please sit down. We need to talk. I have made a terrible mistake.”
“What’s the matter, darling?” Is it bad? What is it? Tell me you’re not ill. Are you, sweetheart?”
“Joshua, I am pregnant! I am having a baby. I haven’t been on the pill for a year now because you couldn’t have children. I forgot Richard could breed with me, and it looks like it’s happened.”
I gasped. “You’re pregnant! Oh, Jean! Oh my god.”
Jean looked at me with tears running down her face. “I am sorry, my love. I am so sorry.”
“But Jean,” I said. “It’s our dream come true. We have tried for so long, my love. Oh, she or he will be loved, my dear, so loved.”
“Yes, my love, but it’s Richard’s baby.”
“I know it is.”
“But you can’t make babies, and the whole family knows this. Joshua, the baby will be black.”
“Richard is coffee-coloured, so don’t be silly. I am dark, too, Jean.”
“Not that dark. But… but can I take it from that you’re happy with me having another man’s baby?”
“I don’t care, my darling. I want the baby. I hope you do, my love?”
“Oh Joshua,” my wife said. “I love you with all my heart. Yes, yes, I want our baby so very much. Richard is coming over tonight and we’ll talk to him to see what he says.”
“You will do no such thing,” I said. “It’s our baby, and we will love it no matter what.”
Jean jumped up and kissed me long and hard. She took my hand and led me up to bed, where we gently made love. “You might be right, my love,” she said, resting after coming on my cock again and again. “The baby might be yours after all, who knows?”
“Well,” I said. “We’ll know in nine months, but I don’t care. I love you. I will love our baby.”
“Oh Joshua. I love you so much, my darling man, but what of Richard?”
“He will, of course, carry on fucking you. I won’t have you going without your big black cock. But he will have to move out, and I’ll have to grow up and become your man once again. I can’t be Sarah with our child on the way.”
“No, my love, but we can still have fun until I get too big.”
“It’s up to you, my love,” I said. We kissed and fucked until there came a knock on the door.
I let Richard in, and after dinner, he played with my wife and me in bed. “Richard,” I said. “We have good news for us and our arrangement.”
“What is it?” he said.
I looked at Jean, and she looked at Richard.
“I am pregnant,” she said to him. “I am three months gone, maybe three and a half months. We’ll know for sure next week, but haven’t you noticed how my tummy’s swelling with our child in my womb?”
Richard stared at us. “I… I don’t want children. I thought you couldn’t have any. I can’t pay for them or look after them.”
“Who’s saying it’s yours?” I said. “It might be mine.”
“Don’t be silly,” Richard said. “I’ve fucked her bareback for over 9 months now, four or five times a night, filling her womb full of my seed. Jean, you’re having my child.”
“We’re having the baby,” I declared. “It will be mine and Jean’s baby. We’re having this baby in 6 months.”
Later, as Jean got bigger and bigger, we left for a holiday in Italy. Richard left for two weeks holiday in Jamaica without us.
Two weeks after we returned from our holidays, Jean had a beautiful, very light coffee-coloured baby girl. I was very dark from the sun, but who cared? When I walked into the hospital with a bunch of 12 red roses, I was walking on air.
I told Jean that I had not seen Richard, that I had been to his flat, but it was empty. He had gone, moved on. He never returned to our home.
But, for myself, I will always be very thankful and grateful to Richard for giving my wife and me our own little bundle of joy and happiness.
Oh, and yes, we still get that itch for a big black cock, but that’s another story…
