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Amy Become a Slut of Black Cock

by dave_jones_50 04/13/05

"Honey," my pretty wife asked, "do you mind if Jerome takes us to a party tonight? I would love to go and have a good time."

Since introducing Amy to Jerome three weeks earlier she had seen a lot of him. At least I was always included, so far. I'd been surprised how fast Amy had taken to a black lover. I'd induced her to realize her fantasy of fucking a black man. But I hadn't bargained on her getting hooked on Jerome. Not that what she felt was emotional, really. It was more a desire to please him by doing anything he wanted.

"What kind of party?"

"Oh, at a club he belongs to. He says it will be fun for us both."

I knew this meant sex with my wife, probably involving several black men. I also knew how Jerome's commanding manner ensured that Amy would go along with anything he asked.

"Sure, sweetie. If you want to." I'd rather go along than be left wondering what she was doing.

Her bright blue eyes smiled at me. I knew enough to expect that the night would be on the wild side. It had taken me a while to get used to the idea that my seemingly normal, conservative wife had become a slut for a black man. I sometimes wondered whether I had gone too far when I her started down this road by introducing her to Jerome. Now, as I contemplated the evening to come, the thrill of watching Jerome and his black friends have their way with Amy sent a shiver down my loins.

When I got home from work at 5:30 I found Jerome in our bedroom. He was standing near a chest of drawers, completely nude, his long black penis dangling in an arc towards his knees. It glistened with dew. Amy was lying on the bed, looking angelic in a white bra and white heels. I smelled fresh semen in the air. As Amy turned to face me I could see it on her inner thighs, spilling out into a wet spot on the sheets.

"Hi, Mark!" said Jerome. "Good to see ya. I've just been priming your honey for the evening's fun." He laughed. "Are you all ready for action tonight, baby?"

"Yes, Jerome. That was wonderful!" She smiled at him.

"Good. Now take a shower like a good girl while we pick out your clothes."

Amy was in the shower for ten minutes. Jerome spent the time looking through various items of lingerie and clothing.

"I hope you don't mind my taking your wife while you weren't here, Mark. I prefer letting you watch, but there wasn't enough time to be ready and go. You'll see how a good hard fucking gets Amy in the right mood for the evening." For a dominant man, Jerome was remarkably considerate of my desires.

"No, I don't mind." Somehow, I didn't feel I could object.

"Good. I'll be sure you get to watch lots of action tonight." Let's see now, maybe we should go with these red high heels, the red miniskirt and top. H'mmmm. What we want, Mark, is for Amy to look like a slut. The gentlemen appreciate that. A nice white girl all dolled up as a whore always appeals to black dudes, don't you agree?"

"Uh, yes." I gulped. It still shocked me to hear him talk about my wife like that. But as always seemed to happen when Jerome was with Amy, I felt a familiar bulge in my pants.

"OK, I think the red should do it. Maybe we should add some black fishnet stockings, for that hooker look."

The bulge got bigger. When Jerome first induced her to dress like a prostitute I had immediately felt a big erection. Still, I doubted Amy would go out in public in that getup. After all, she normally dressed like a Talbot's catalogue.

Amy appeared from the shower, glistening clean. She smiled at us.

"Hey babe. I've got just the outfit for you." He showed her his selection. "Put that on and we'll really have a good time tonight."

"Ohhhh. I'd love to, Jerome." She giggled and gave him a kiss, touching his fat penis at the same time.

"Now baby don't get me going again or we'll be late."

"But it's sooooo nice and big, Jerome. I can't wait for later. Please? I want it again." She cooed at him.

"All right, I'll give it to you one more time, but I won't cum so you can get dressed without another shower. Now lick my cock and get it hard."

She knelt down before him and took his prick in her two hands. She slowly masturbated the shaft while she licked the head. It stiffened into a long pole, standing straight out from his body.

"Your honey is a fine cocksucker, Mark. It's not every lady who can handle the big ones. Now tickle my ass, baby, that's it." She moved a finger to his asshole.

A minute of this treatment and his cock was ready for her. He lay down on the floor and pulled her down over him, facing him.

"Hey, Mark, give us hand. Put it in for me, man."

I reached down and grasped his prick. Amy wiggled around as I slowly slid the thick black penis into her vagina. She moaned a grunt of satisfaction as it went in. She began to fuck him, swiveling her ass around his big dick.

"God, I love a really big cock! It feels soooo good!" She looked at me. "Oh, Mark honey, I can't believe how much I want this. It's so big and hard. Take a good look while I do it!"

"Your wife is one hot fuck!" She ground her hips down on him, taking it up to his balls. "Now don't get carried away, baby, or I'll shoot another load up your cunt." Amy must have still been worked up from the last time because within a minute I saw her tremble and moan with the pleasure of orgasm.

Jerome pulled off her. "Now get dressed, babe. There's gonna be a lot more cock for your little twat when we get there." She followed his instructions quickly. In 7" platform high heels, her red skirt barely covering her crotch, black fishnet thigh-high stockings and a tight tank top showing her pert tits, I barely recognized her.

Jerome parked several blocks away from the club, making us walk. It was still light out. As we made our way I saw people stop and stare. No wonder: a black 6'6" former basketball player accompanied by a sexy white hooker strutting her stuff would catch anyone's attention. Several men whistled. A woman gave us a strange look of surprise and perhaps envy. Lord knows what she thought of me, trotting beside.

As we entered the club I again felt pangs of anxiety. It was not what I expected. Instead of a nightclub or bar I found myself in a private swingers club. A sign inside the entrance informed members about this evening's special attraction – "Slut Amy and her Ebony Studs." I shuddered. There was no way Amy would perform for an audience. Not my sweet wife!

Amy, however, looked quite serene. With Jerome at her side, she seemed oblivious to what was coming, or perhaps too excited to care. The club was surprisingly spacious, with a big room suitable for dancing, and several smaller rooms, evidently for private or not-so-private sex. We went into the larger room, already crowded with men and women in various states of undress. Most of the women were white; the men were mixed. Loud dance music filled the room.

"Couples come here to enjoy themselves," Jerome informed us. "Some of them just watch the show, or other couples play. Many of the husbands like to watch their wives get it on with other men, often black ones." He grinned.

"Come and meet some of my friends," said Jerome. He led us toward a small bar, where three black men were lounging, completely nude. Three white couples were talking with them. As we came up to them, I could see the women eyeing the oversize equipment hanging between their legs.

"Excuse us, ladies." Jerome smiled at them. "These gentlemen are performing tonight with this nice lady and have to save their strength, if you know what I mean."

"Oh, couldn't they spare some for us, too?" cooed one of the wives, a cute young blonde. Her husband seemed embarrassed.

"What do you think, brothers? Will you have some juice for a little party later?"

"Sure thing, man," answered a tall young black we later learned was Spencer. "I think we can give our pony girl a good time and have some left for you ladies as well, what do you think, Alvin?" He asked the older man next to him.

"Sounds fun to me."

You in, Derek?" He addressed a handsome young stud with washboard abs and the biggest penis I'd ever seen.

"Yeah. I'm in." He smiled at us. The ladies all looked at him admiringly.

"Great. We'll all meet in the room at the end of the corridor about midnight. The show will be over and we'll have a chance to catch our breath a bit. You guys," pointing to the husbands, "will have a good time looking at your brides get balled by these black bulls." He grinned. The women giggled. Derek's cock grew larger. One of the women reached to touch it.

"Go right ahead, ladies. You can touch the merchandize." The three women all eagerly reached for black cocks. They began slowly masturbating them as we all stood around and talked.

Not knowing what to do, I asked one of the white men if he came here often.

"Yeah. My wife has a good time and I get off watching her. The black men really get her going. I've seen her cum again and again for hours with two or three blacks. There's no way I could do that for her."

"I know what you mean. My wife has been with Jerome here for the past couple of weeks and it's turned her into a different woman."

"Mine has become quite the slut when she's with blacks. I like to see her like that. Hell, I actually love it. When she turns into a slut I go wild with lust. And these black men can do it every time."

We chatted on for another half an hour or so until the music stopped and Jerome took the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen. I'm delighted to introduce a new girl to perform for you tonight. Her name is Amy and she's completely new to the lifestyle here. Three handsome studs have volunteered to entertain her and you for a full hour. As always, they are free to do whatever they want with her—no holes are barred! Come right here, Amy."

I swallowed nervously. How in the hell had we gotten ourselves into this? I'd gone along because Amy seemed game and because the whole place excited me. Now my sweet spouse was about to perform in public like a whore! It seemed too much. But what could I do?

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