Gerrie’s stomach was feeling queazy as the captain’s voice announced they were on final approach to the airport in New Orleans. She was leaning up against her husband, her head almost on his shoulder, and her knuckles were white, she was gripping his hand so hard.
Gerrie was not a good flyer, but it was not her fear of flying or the fact that there had been turbulence on the flight earlier that had butterflies in her stomach.
There was more than one reason she was nervous, but the main one was that when she and Brett landed, they were going to meet up with a black man, who was probably going to fuck her silly. Part of her just could not believe she had agreed to go ahead with this, and certainly, no one that knew her would ever believe that she would entertain such an idea. But here she was, and part of her was very excited about the situation.
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Brett and Gerrie had been married for ten years, she had met Brett when she was twenty-three. She hadn’t quite been a virgin, as she had had one unsatisfactory experience with a one-night stand, and it had put her off trying sex again until she met Brett.
They had no children, neither of them that worried about it. When she had questioned Brett about having kids, he just replied that he was in no hurry, and was happy as things were. She had a high-powered job in a law firm, and frankly, was not that keen on giving her job up, to have children.
Her given name was Geraldine, and few would dare call her anything else. But when she and Brett started dating, he brought out a side of her that she never knew existed, and in their very active sex sessions, he always called her Gerrie. And so as time went on, whenever Brett hinted at enacting a fantasy or attempting some new sex position, she became Gerrie.
This trip was definitely a Gerrie moment. How she came to be here was a long story.
About six months before, she was watching TV on her own. Brett had not been interested in the show she was watching, and he had gone to his den to catch up on some work.
When the show finished, she turned the TV off and lay back to take a moment to listen to how quiet and peaceful their house sounded at this late hour. She was startled to hear the faint sound of what sounded like a woman having an orgasm.
Curious, she walked to the lounge door, quietly opened it, and stepped into the hall. Sure enough, there were sounds of sexual activity coming from Brett’s den. She moved quietly down the hall and peeped in. She gasped out loud, as she took note that Brett had his eyes firmly tied on the computer screen, and by the movements in the blanket draped over his lap, he was obviously masturbating.
Brett reacted the instant he heard the sound of her quick intake of air. He jerked his hand out of his lap and clicked the screen. She was side on to him, and couldn’t see what had been on the screen, but the fact that the computer light disappeared from his face, she knew he had shut down what he had been watching.
“Your watching porn!” she blurted out.
“Don’t be angry with me, I’m sorry,” Brett yelped out.
“I’m not angry with you,” then with her mind racing, she continued, “Well, maybe I am, why do you have to watch porn without me?”
Brett was looking terribly guilty and spluttered out something quite incoherent.
“I couldn’t hear that, slow down and tell me what you said,” Geraldine snapped.
He looked at her, and she saw a look of resignation come over his face. “Geraldine doesn’t watch porn, and won’t do many of the things that are in these videos.”
Geraldine was hit by the sadness in his reply, and she suddenly was overcome with a sense of failure. He was right, more and more she had been rejecting some of the things he had hinted at during the lovemaking. But if she was honest with herself, there had been many times when she had wanted him to be more forceful, and push her to do the things he asked of her. As, in the deepest recesses of her mind, were locked fantasies about some of these acts he had suggested.
Her reaction to what he hinted at was purely instinctual. She had been raised in a very religious, narrow-minded home, and sex, if it was ever mentioned, was obviously something only the devil himself took part in.
His sad admission jolted her to the realisation that acts she had been happy to try with him in the early years of her marriage, didn’t sit well now, with Geraldine the high-flying lawyer. Her mind raced and she thought to herself, that maybe it was time she let on about some of her dirty fantasies. Also that her Gerrie persona, might be a bit more accepting of his desires if he pushed her a little. Lord only knew, their sex life had certainly become quite mundane in the last few years.
Brett was watching her. He could see her mind was working overtime, contemplating his admission, He plucked up courage and threw in another question, “Would you have watched some porn if I asked you?”
“Probably not,” she snapped back.
Then realising she was doing it again, shutting him down when it was actually not what she really wanted deep down, replied. “Well, maybe I could look at something. Show me what you were just watching.”
“It was not very good, if you are going to watch something with me, I would like to get a good video that is a bit more tasteful.”
“Show me that one anyway, and I’ll watch another video when you get it.”
Brett was astounded that she had agreed so quickly, and he quickly turned the monitor on again and clicked the video on the screen, before she changed her mind. The video started up again at the part he had been watching. There was a woman giving a guy a blow job, she was on her knees in front of a much older man, and after a couple of minutes, the guy pulled out and came all over her face.
Gerrie looked at Brett and was surprised to see his excitement, at the fact the guy had come all over the woman’s face. This was a bit of a revelation to her, she didn’t realise that this was something that men enjoyed, and the warm tingling between her legs was telling her that she was turned on by it herself.
‘Strike while the iron is hot‘ flashed through her mind, and even though part of her was perturbed, she leant forward and pulled the blanket in Brett’s lap aside. As she had suspected, his fly was undone and his semi-hard cock was still poking through his shorts. She took Brett’s semi-hard cock into her mouth and taking hints from what she had seen the woman in the porn video doing, she started working her mouth up and down on him. It only took a minute before he came, and swallowed it all, something she had not done before. She was pleasantly surprised to find that it actually tasted OK and more so, that doing such a dirty thing really turned her on.
Gerrie found she urgently needed relief herself, so she hauled Brett up to their bed. As soon as she had had him hard again, she pushed him onto his back and mounted him. It was the most satisfying sex they had had in a couple of years, afterwards they discussed him getting some better videos for her to watch.
Gerrie asked Brett if he liked porn videos or did he just watch them because of her reluctance for some of the things in them. He admitted he did find them a big turn-on, and that it was much better watching them with her. She told him she was OK about him watching them, but would rather he didn’t watch them without her. She tried to explain to Brett that deep down she was not as stuck-up as everyone thought and that she was keen to try things that she knew turned him on. But that outside of their bedroom, she found it difficult to change her conservativeness.
In the morning, as Brett was leaving for work she asked, “Are you going to get us a video for tonight?”
“No! The best place to get them from is a guy that works from home, and he only operates from Thursday to Sunday. So we will have to wait a couple of days.”
The next two days dragged slowly for Gerrie. Her libido was now awakened and hormones raging, she could found she could not think clearly at the office. At home, it was slightly more bearable, as Brett was a changed man and treating her like a princess.
Thursday finally arrived, and Gerrie couldn’t wait for Brett to come home. She spent extra time on her makeup, chose her sexiest underwear, and put on a short skirt and a rather sheer blouse. She had dinner prepared all ready to go, and even had candles on the table, making the scene as romantic as she could.
Brett finally turned up, nearly an hour later than usual. By the time he walked through the door, she was quite anxious, wondering what had happened to him. But he quickly explained to her he had to drive a couple of miles in the other direction from his work to get the videos. She was secretly pleased to see he had two videos under his arm.
After dinner, they watched the first video together, and were naked and screwing long before the movie was over. The movie had one scene in it, that proved to be another revelation for Gerrie. The woman got fucked in the arse, something she had heard mentioned before, but something she never actually believed women really did. Brett had tried that with her early in their marriage, but she had been appalled. However, watching it happening on the screen was an eye-opener for her. It excited her a lot, and made her question what else did she not know about?
Watching the video gave her dirty ideas though, and seeing how the woman in the video performed, made her keen be much bolder and sexy with Brett. She was very pleased to find that as she tried to live out some of these new acts with Brett, he had become even more attentive to her, showering her with compliments each day.
The next morning Gerrie surprised Brett by kneeling on the kitchen floor and sucking him dry before he went to work. When she arrived at her law firm, she felt that all the partners could see what she had done that morning, and she spent the next couple of hours blushing, and getting horny, every time she thought about what she had done.
They watched the other video on Friday night, and again we’re naked and playing with one another long before it was finished. In bed that night they tried anal. It wasn’t all that successful, but she promised him she would try again, and that if he bought some good lubrication, it might help.
The next weekend Brett brought home a couple more triple rated videos, and they once again opened Gerrie’s eyes. One featured a scene with a beautiful blond star having sex with three black men. That wasn’t all, the men all had enormous cocks. The girl in the movie had trouble fitting the cocks in her mouth, they were so big.
She was embarrassed to find that she was enormously aroused when all the three of those giant cocks squirted their cum in the girl’s mouth and on her face. She couldn’t imagine being awash in so much semen and swallowing it. Gerrie hadn’t realised, that cocks that big existed. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with a man with a big cock, to be stretched wide, and penetrated that deep.
After that particular video, when she and Brett were making love, she couldn’t help herself and made him pull out when he said he was coming, so she could take his cock deep in her mouth and swallow every last drop.
They began to watch the triple-rated videos regularly. It didn’t take her long to realise that Brett was really into the ones that included scenes with a white woman and black men. Gerrie found that she got pretty turned on by them too. She found the black men attractive in a menacing sort of way, and her curiosity about those giant cocks was growing stronger.
Some of the strangest tapes were the homemade amateur tapes that Brett found. These had scenes that couples or small groups had filmed with hand-held video cameras slapped together with a few titles. Often the participants were not very attractive, but Gerrie found these tapes to be the most arousing of all, as they were natural and not so manufactured like the commercial ones.
These were real people having sex because they want to. One night they watched a tape, that showed a white woman having sex with a black man and it was obviously her white husband who was doing the filming. Gerrie got the feeling that Brett might be choosing these tapes as he would like them to do something like that.
Sure enough, a couple of days later, Brett plucked up the courage and suggested they make their own film. Gerrie found herself to be really excited by his suggestion but pretended to agree reluctantly, still finding that her strict upbringing made it hard for her to let go completely. But when Brett got the video camera out and set it on a tripod, her reluctance evaporated and she gave a great performance of sucking his dick for the camera and letting him blow all over her face.
They went upstairs afterwards to watch the video. They both got terribly turned again, watching Brett’s cock spurting cum all over her face and in her mouth and were humping again only fifteen minutes after the filming downstairs.
They filmed themselves several more times after they watching a particularly exciting video. And one night Brett nervously asked what she thought about him filming her with another man. Gerrie took a long time to agree, even though secretly she had been wondering how to broach that very subject with him, herself.
Gerrie just wanted to please Brett, she didn’t actually have moral qualms about sex with another man, her only concern was about how their relationship might be affected. But she found it really hard to admit her inner desire’s to Brett, even though she had been having daydreams about sex with big-cocked black men. Watching the women in the amateur videos tasting that forbidden fruit, had her fantasising about doing that as well.
So as usual, she acted like she was a bit reluctant and took her time agreeing. But did make a point, that if she was to do something like that it had to be somewhere far away from home, where there was no chance of anyone they knew finding out.
The night that they had admitted to one another that they might have Gerrie try another man, their lovemaking was frantic and messy. Afterwards, even though they were exhausted, they talked long into the night and Gerrie listened to what Brett wanted to film and actually added suggestions of her own.
She also asked Brett, “How will we find the right man?”
He replied, “I’ve already done a little research. There are guys advertising on sex sites about their availability for threesomes. And best of all, they are happy to show tests that they have been recently tested for any STDs and are perfectly safe.”
Then Gerrie, without thinking and before she could shut her mouth, replied, “Honey, I was thinking, maybe it should be a black man.”
Panicking she froze up, worried about what had just popped out of her mouth and scared of what Brett might think. She became even more worried when he paused for what seemed like an eternity, before giving his reply. “I think that would be incredible, Gerrie.”
Brett had been wanting to film Gerrie with another man since they had first started watching the videos, and still couldn’t believe she had actually agreed to go along with his suggestions. He thought she was beautiful, so petite and with an amazing figure. Much prettier than any of the women he watched in those porn movies. Imagining his blonde wife with a black man, was beyond his wildest imaginings, and got him as hard as the re-enforcing rods he handled at work some days.
And that is how they came to be nervously sitting on a plane that was about to touch down in New Orleans. They had run through many cities before deciding on New Orleans. They chose New Orleans because of its reputation for wild partying every night and rumours Brett had heard about people getting very promiscuous there.
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Brett and Gerrie checked into their hotel, a charming, one-hundred-year-old hotel in the heart of the French Quarter. They had booked one of the superior rooms that included a small sitting area with a couch and chair.
Brett had arranged for them to meet a man he had been conversing with on the Internet. His name was Chima, he had had a recent clean blood test and had emailed a copy of this to Brett the night before they flew out.
Brett had told Gerrie that the man he had chosen was black, but he did not tell her that Chima, had also sent him a photo of himself and his huge black cock. It had Brett a little worried, that when she saw the size of it, she might bail out. So he kept Chima’s photos to himself.
After they had unpacked and settled in, Brett had called Chima and arranged to meet him at the house bar at 8:30. He also explained to Chima that his wife had a fantasy about being picked up by a man at the bar. And so they would come to the bar together but then separate at the door, and that she would go up to the bar on her own. He also explained to Chima what they would both be wearing, so he would recognise them.
Gerrie was extremely nervous as she got dressed for the evening. She wore a very light knit, low-cut top, and a short black skirt with sandals. She wore panties, but no bra.
Before they left the room, Gerrie sounded Brett out on what he was ready for.
She felt she had to be blunt with him. “You’re sure you’re OK about this, Brett?”
“Yes, I am. I’m happy we have talked through all this.”
She decided she had to be really blunt, “I am likely to have oral sex as well as regular sex with a black man. You’re sure! Absolutely certain?”
“Yes,” Brett replied emphatically.
“What if he comes inside me?”
“You should do what you want. If you want him to finish inside you, that’s your decision. I’ll be OK.”
“Are you sure, Honey? Are you sure it’s OK whatever I do?”
“It will be OK no matter what. I love you, Gerrie.”
This reminded her of another worry she had. The fact that they had not had children in ten years! Was she sterile, or was it, Brett? What would happen if she got pregnant? Because neither of them was that concerned about the lack of children, they had never bothered to get tested to see where the problem lay.
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The bar was in character with the hotel, old-world charming. It was busy, but not so crowded you couldn’t move. There was a jazz quartet playing over to one side of the bar. At the door, Brett hesitated and searched out the crowd, and finally saw Chima seated on a stool at the bar. He pointed him out to Gerrie and stood aside to let her go to the bar on her own.
Gerrie gulped, he was even better looking than she had fantasised. He was tall and handsome in a rugged sort of way. There was a knot of fear in her stomach though, what was she getting herself into, would their marriage survive this?
Gerrie walked to the bar alone, holding her shoulders back, trying to look confident like the Geraldine from her law firm. She sat a few seats away from Chima as if waiting for her other half to arrive.
Chima didn’t waste any time, he stood and came over to Gerrie. “Hi, my name is Chima, can I buy you a drink?”
A little chill went through Christie, she was taken by his sexy voice. “Why thank you, I’m Gerrie, I’ll have an orange juice please.”
They chatted for a while, sounding each other out. The arrangement with Brett was that Gerrie could call it off by not inviting Chima up to her room. She was really nervous but fought off her fears, as she really wanted to go through with this, as much for herself, as for Brett.
She told herself she would play it cool and be detached, just like an actress. But she had made up her mind, she wanted to see what It would be like with this gorgeous black man.
In the meantime, Brett had positioned himself in a booth that had a clear view of the bar and was filming their conversation. He had removed his light jacket and had the video camera tucked under it, so he could film unnoticed by anyone. He only made a short clip, as he did not want to get caught filming.
Gerrie gathered her courage. “Would you like to come up to my room for a while?” she stammered nervously.
Chima didn’t say anything, he just smiled to ease her fears, stood and held out his hand to help her to her feet.
Brett followed them as they walked to the lifts. He was feeling horny, just watching Chima’s hand on the small of Gerrie’s back as they walked ahead of him. He entered the lift with them but did not acknowledge either of them. Once on the third floor, Brett took out the camera and got some film, of them as they walked down the hall, unlocked the door, and entered his and Gerrie’s room together.
Brett followed and unlocked the door with his own card and entered also. Chima and Gerrie were standing in the middle of the room, she was looking a bit confused as to how to proceed.
“Just do what seems natural,” he told her. “I’ll stay out of the way, and will only interrupt you, if I want you to try something different.”
They all knew what they were there for, Brett would be the director, but otherwise, they were to just ignore his presence.
Chima took charge and walked Gerrie over to the couch. They tentatively kissed standing in front of the couch, then sat and began to neck. Gerrie was finding it easy to act the part, she found she was really excited and was happy to just let Chima lead. He kissed her face softly and nibbled at her ears, something she had always loved. Then he startled her, as his tongue entered her mouth, but she quickly recovered and kissed him back with enthusiasm.
When his hand brushed her breast, an electric tingling ran through her body. Gerrie felt comfortable, she didn’t feel invaded by him at all, in fact, quite the opposite, she realised she didn’t have to worry about acting, she was just following her instincts.
She had been worrying for days about how she might react, and so was happy to find all her nerves were fast dissolving. Her breasts felt naked, the material of her blouse was so light, her nipples hardened against the fabric. She was over the moon, when his hands explored the shape of her breasts, hefted their weight and toyed with her nipples.
Then when his hand slipped under her top and cupped her bare breast and rolled her nipple between his thumb and index finger, she let out a small squeal of pleasure. She guiltily looked over to see how Brett was reacting, as she was finding it really hard to remain detached and keep her emotions in check.
Brett just looked around the side of the video camera and gave her an encouraging smile, “It’s time you checked the bulge in his pants, Honey,” he called to her.
Relief flowed through her, Brett was obviously Ok about her continuing. Gerrie had been thinking about what was going to be in Chima’s pants. She moved her hand down and felt the semi-hard bulge. Again looking over to Brett, she took note of the partial erection that was tenting his pants.
That gave her confidence, Gerrie turned her attention back to the gorgeous man in front of her, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She let out a surprised gasp, it only felt partially erect, but it was fucking impressive. She had worried about this also, would he have a small cock, were those huge cocks in the videos doctored somehow. The realisation that he was so well endowed, had her getting really wet. As she stroked it, his cock swelled further, she found her hand barely fit around its girth. It had to be eight inches long at least, and she didn’t think it was even fully grown yet. It was a monster compared to anything she had ever felt before.
Gerrie knew what Brett would want her to do next. She needed to act her part and so she leaned over and sweeping her long blond hair out of the way, she placed her lips on the head of Chima’s cock.
She pushed her lips down over his bulbous knob, determined to get as much of it in her mouth as she could. What an amazing cock, she thought, as it hardened fully, it is sooooo fucking big.
She moved her mouth up and down on him, trying to stimulate him as best she could. She felt small and vulnerable, as he had to be well over six feet, and that was somehow also very sexy and arousing for her. As she continued to suck on him, getting more of it into her mouth, the discomfort of his size was actually becoming quite bearable.
Again she realised she was no longer acting, no longer detached, she was getting really turned on. At this moment every ounce of sexual desire she had, was focused on working this cock, to try and make Chima shoot his load. She could only manage to take about a third of him into her mouth, but the sharp intakes of breath and the sounds he was making, told her he was more than happy.
She had pretended it wouldn’t matter, that he was black. But she now found, it to be bullshit, it made everything so much more intensely exciting. There was no pretence, she wanted this black man, she wanted him to plunder her pale body and to fuck her hard.
Brett zoomed in to where he could get great close-ups of Chima’s cock in Gerrie’s mouth. The shots were incredible, he felt himself leaking and realised he was probably going to come in his pants, without even touching himself.
Gerrie was oblivious to Brett and the camera now, her sexual arousal erasing any other thoughts. Not wanting to cum yet, Chima pushed Gerrie over to the couch, pulled her blouse up over her head and threw it on the floor. He then leant down to her breasts and spent a long time loving them with his lips and tongue. His hand slipped under her skirt and encountered the panties. He went to lift off her, but Gerrie held his head to her breasts, lifted her butt from the couch and used her other hand to push her panties down below her knees, then kicked them off.
She parted her legs to give Chima access, and let out a loud moan, as his hand started to stroke her cunt. First one finger and then two entering her wet slit, and his thumb rubbing on her clit was bringing her close to a climax.
Mercilessly, he worked her cunt, until she couldn’t take it anymore. To give herself some relief, Gerrie pushed him away, stood up and took off her skirt and sandals. She took note of him staring at her naked form, her narrow waist, full hips and breasts. And she soaked up the attention and posed sexily for him.
Then reaching forward she pulled Chima to his feet, and proceeded to undress him. He towered over her, she had to reach up to unbutton his shirt and strip each item of clothing from his taught, cut physique. She knelt in front of him and took his cock back into her mouth. She wanted him to flood her mouth with his thick cum.
With both her hands and her mouth, she concentrated on Chima’s cock and balls, stroking, caressing, fondling and sucking. She went slow, sensuously sucking him towards a climax. Chima tried to push her away as he got close, but she wouldn’t allow it. She kept up her slow insistent sucking as he struggled to keep from coming. Finally, he exploded, his body contorting, as he shouted out his pleasure.
Gerrie was ecstatic, she whipped his cock from her mouth, remembering that Brett would want her to get as much cum on her face and around her mouth as possible. But she really wanted to taste some more, so she directed the last couple of spurts onto her tongue. She nearly came herself from the quantity and power of his orgasm.
She turned her head and faced Brett so he could get a good shot of the pools of thick cum all around her mouth. She could even feel some of Chima’s cum running down her neck. She turned back and sucked his dripping cock back into her mouth, lovingly sucking on it as the last echoes of his orgasm drifted away.
God, she felt horny. She realised she was just like those women in the interracial amateur tapes, she was not surprised to find that she loved big black cock, and knew that if she was not careful, it would turn into an obsession that could be dangerous. Tonight, though, was not the time to worry about things like that, her own pleasure was her only goal.
They moved onto the bed and she lay in his arms as he recovered from his orgasm. They talked and found out a little about each other, but she did wonder how much of what he told her was true, as she certainly did not tell him the absolute truth about herself and Brett.
Gerrie was eager to be fucked now. She wanted to be impaled on that black spear. She was no longer detached, no longer an actress. It did not take that long before Chima rolled her over on her stomach and started caressing her taut ass. He straddled her and slipped his cock between her legs and it slid down through the folds of her cunt. Brett admired the length of Chima’s cock, he pondered the imbalance between his long phallus and his wife’s, pale, slender ass.
He was concerned about whether she could handle the monster that was sliding between her legs. But he knew he would not intervene, as it was what he had dreamed about for years, and to be able to get it on video was beyond his wildest dreams.
Chima grabbed Gerrie’s hips and pushed. “Aaaahhhhhhh,” she screamed. It was painful, but also pleasurable as the first couple of inches of his rampant cock stretched her cunt wide.
Chima didn’t mess about, undeterred by her obvious discomfort, he just kept thrusting, deeper and deeper until he was all the way in. Once embedded though, he stopped and held still for a minute, allowing her to get accustomed to his size. Once he felt her relax a little he started to thrust again.
Slowly the pain subsided for Gerrie. That she had managed to take all of him was a revelation for her. She knew she would never have achieved it if she had not been so wet from his previous attentions. Gerrie was savouring the pleasure spearing deep inside of her, penetrating her where no man had gone before. When she had watched some of Brett’s videos, she could not believe how the women took all of those huge cocks. Yet here she was, face down on the bed and the cock that was probing deeply into her was probably bigger than those in any of the videos.
Gerrie moaned uncontrollably as Chima fucked away at her. His balls hitting against her arse, he was holding her hips for leverage and raming home with some force.
Brett watched on, his mind quite blown by the fact she was taking all Chima had to offer. He loved the look of lust and desire on Gerrie’s face, as she turned her head and looked over her shoulder at the man fucking her.
They changed positions several times, without Brett having to intervene. She sat on his cock as he lay on his back. She loved being able to fuck herself by sliding up and down on his pole. She returned to laying on her stomach, her legs tightly clamped together, as he fucked her again from behind, his cock long enough to reach deep between her legs and push itself deep inside her body. Soon he rolled her back over and fucked her in the missionary position. This she loved even more, as she could gaze upon his large taught body, and revel in the fact she was being taken by a black man.
Watching his wife’s obvious arousal, as Chima humped away at her, Brett was feeling twinges of jealousy, as he realised she wasn’t acting. But he also was aware that he was just as turned on as she was. He marvelled at the view before him, her legs were splayed in the air, jiggling, then clamping down on Chima’s arse, each time he thrust into her.
He took one hand from the video camera, released his own cock and was amazed at how large he was. Nothing like Chima’s mighty weapon of course, but his own cock had swelled up way larger than normal; he was so aroused.
Brett heard Chima whispering in Gerrie’s ear. “I’m gonna cum soon if we don’t switch to something else.”
“Go ahead. I want you to come inside me. Fuck me, please.” Cried, Gerrie.
She was light-headed, swooning with passion. She wanted Chima’s forbidden sperm inside of her, trying to make her pregnant. Chima began thrusting hard and fast, then began grunting, “Oh… Ohhhh… Yesss… Aaaahhhhhhhh.” And he jammed deep into her, his fingers dug into her back, and he bit her neck as his cum streamed from his cock into her belly.
Gerrie was overcome by his strength and the intensity of his orgasm and it triggered her own. She clutched at his back and thrust her pussy up at him to drive him even deeper inside. The overwhelming passion of her orgasm shook Gerrie. She had never come like this, not even in the early passionate days of their marriage.
After a short rest, they resumed fucking, both still in heat. Another forty-five minutes went by fucking in every position they could think of. When Gerrie had another orgasm, she was exhausted and realised she was getting a little sore between her legs. Chima had not come, so she rolled him off and took him in her mouth. She sucked on him, trying to get him to cum again before he left.
She took it slow, using every technique she had learnt in the previous months. Soon Chima was ramming himself into her mouth, and she just relaxed and accept it. He held her tightly, both his hands tightly gripping her long blonde hair and gazed down at this beautiful woman pleasuring him.
When he came, his cum spurted into her mouth. It was quite watery because it was newly manufactured during the last forty-five minutes of their fucking. She found it bitter and salty, quite different from Brett’s, but she savoured it, as she swallowed every drop. She sucked the shrinking but still sensitive cock for several minutes after he came. Her throat felt battered and bruised, but she was proud of the fact she had brought him to such a strong release.
Chima stood and started to dress. Gerrie found herself to be quite disappointed, she would have been happy if he had stayed the night. She looked to Brett, wondering how he felt about this and whether he would mind Chima staying over. But saw that he was busy tidying things up and handing Chima his clothes, so she kept her mouth closed. She did take note though, that Brett had obviously cum, as she saw the signs of snail-trails down his unzipped trousers.
As he turned to leave, Chima turned and spoke to Gerrie. “You obviously really enjoyed that. You should try an Oreo before you leave town. My friend Tyrell and I could show you things you didn’t know were possible. I’ll arrange it if you would like.”
Gerrie was scared to say yes, even though she wanted to. She was feeling a bit guilty now, but the thought of two black men taking her was overriding all her inhibitions.
Thankfully, Brett interrupted for her, “You want to try it don’t you, Gerrie?”
“I guess so.” She replied. “If you would want me to?”
Gerrie looked at the ground as she answered, too embarrassed to say out loud that she wanted more than anything, for two black men to take her. She heard Chima telling Brett that he would contact him the next day, and then he was gone.
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The next day they took in the sights of New Orleans, and in the afternoon, as they were floating down the Mississippi on the Natchez riverboat, Brett took a call from Chima. It was evidently all on with him and his mate, but not for another two nights, as his friend played in a band several nights a week.
That night after dinner, they returned to their room, and Gerrie turned to Brett. “It’s your turn tonight. I want you to do whatever you want to me. Don’t ask, just do it. I was very naughty last night and anything you do to me will be deserved.”
Brett got into the role immediately. “First, you need to show me you still love my cock.”
She was still wearing her black cocktail dress and Brett pushed her to her knees and pulled her face onto his cock. When he started to cum, he pulled back and began to jack himself off.
“You’ve been very naughty. I’m going to come on your face. Naughty girls deserve that, right?”
Brett was really turned on at the sight of Gerrie in her elegant black dress, face turned upward, with her mouth open, waiting for his spunk. He grunted and moaned when he came, painting stripes of white cum on his wife’s face. He never loved her more than when she gave him the most beautiful smile, though the cum he had splattered all over her face.
Brett quickly responded, “Take off your clothes. I think you need another reminder of how you should behave.”
“Can I go clean my face off?” Gerrie asked.
“No, just get on our hands and knees on the bed. You need to be fucked in the ass.”
“Oh, my God…” She balked. “OK, if you want to. I guess I deserve it.”
They had not tried this for a few weeks, she hoped she could handle him. Her stomach was in a knot as she waited on all fours, with her knees on the edge of the bed. Brett found the lubricant he had brought and began smearing it around her rectum. She trembled in anticipation, the cool lubricant elevating her sensitivity there. Brett’s fingers pushed it into her puckered tight arse. He treated her roughly, placing his cock against her anus and with little more preparation, he held her hips as he began pushing into her.
A strange combination of humiliation and arousal possessed Gerrie. She was accustomed to enjoying being penetrated but this was the wrong hole. The sensations were intense but were heightened when Brett’s fingers reached around and found her clit. The pleasure began to drown out everything else and the new source of sensation made it more exciting. He rolled her onto her side and proceeded to fuck her ass from behind, spooning into her hard.
“Oh, God! Brett,” she cried out, “I’ve been bad. I deserve to be fucked hard.” She was really hot now.
Brett began to fuck her harder, letting his well-hidden jealously show for the first time. He knew he was fucking Gerrie’s ass harder than he should, and didn’t really want to hurt her. But he was so turned on and his emotions had boiled over. To give her some supplication, he tenderly massaged her clit and leant forward to kiss her neck.
She came loudly, feeling her rectum squeezing his cock like a vice. This was too much for Brett and he came too, filling her ass with his seed. When they stopped convulsing and shaking, neither could move for a while. His cock was still in her ass, but pretty soon, her spasming tight rectum squeezed his softening cock out.
Later as she lay with her head on Brett’s shoulder, she asked him, “What is an Oreo? Chima said that I would like one.”
“You know what an Oreo is,” Brett looked at her pointedly.
“Those little cookies, but what do they have to do with us?” she replied naively.
Brett gave her a funny look, “Oreo’s are made up of two black biscuits with a white layer in between, does that explain it?”
“Oh!” she exclaimed, realisation suddenly coming to her. And her face went red with the thought of what Chima had suggested. “I don’t know if I will be able to do that.”
“Of course you will, I’m sure you will have no problems,” Brett said as he rolled over, already half asleep.
Gerrie murmured, half to herself, ”I’ll try my hardest, as I can see that you want to film me with them.” She slowly fell asleep, head still on his shoulder, her mind filled with visions of her lying on top of a black man, with another spooning into her from behind.
To be continued…
