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White Wife for BBC

by Write4Fun2 12/14/13

"That's it, baby, roll that fat ass. Work my black cock. Make me cum in your pussy," Ray told the white married woman moaning beneath him, her hands on his dark ass, urging him to fuck her deeper and harder. He tried recalling the middle-age slut's name. Yeah, she was that easy. The first time he'd ever really talked to her was less than an hour ago.

Ray had seen her before though. She shopped at the grocery store where he worked. Most of the time she came in by herself, but occasionally her pot-belly husband accompanied her. Today, she'd been alone.

While she stood scanning the shelves, Ray studied her. Despite being older, he thought the short blonde-haired housewife was cute with a hot curvy body. He liked a woman with big tits and a well-rounded bottom and this middle-age bitch had both. He guessed her melon-size tits to be 38DD's beneath the thin summer tee-shirt stretched tight across them. She had wide hips and a big butt, which looked even bigger in her tiny shorts. The styling was way too young for her age. They were cut too short leaving the bottom curve of her ass cheeks clearly visible. Since Ray couldn't see a hint of panties, he figured the married white slut either had on a thong or nothing at all. Whatever the case, she was made for fucking.

"She's really flaunting what she's got," an old man muttered. He was intently staring at the scantily-clad woman as Ray kneeled next to him, stocking canned goods on a lower shelf. He smiled down at the young black. "If I was still your age, I'd see if she was any good."

Ray grinned back. "I can't think about our customers that way."

"Sure, you can. And do," the old man laughed. "I was always horny when I was young. I thought about pussy all the time. You're probably no different."

Ray didn't say anything, but the old man had it right. Ray was twenty-six, hung like a horse, and primed to fuck; especially white women. He didn't know why, since he'd screw a woman regardless of race, but white bitches turned him on the most. If they were married, it only got better. It added excitement to the risk of duping her husband by taking what was supposed to be his private property and making it his own. Some would label his behavior as a character flaw, but not in Ray's mind.

Ray didn't tell the old man, but there is truth in the adage, "Once you go black you never go back." At least, it was true in his case. He had more than one white bitch willing to peel off her panties and spread her legs at the snap of his fingers. Once he slapped the meat to them, these whores were begging for more. They always pleaded with him to cum inside their pussies.

He always went bareback and loved using a white woman as his cum dump. It was a turn-on for him, feeling his big black cock being soaked by their hot pussy juice. When he came, Ray spurted jet after jet of sperm, pumping a huge load into the bitch from his big cum-swollen balls. He knew it wasn't a cup full of black baby juice, but he figured it was close. Her pussy would become a swampy mess, oozing like a cream-pie. Plus, there was always his desire to breed the bitch and impregnating her. He liked the idea.

Ray already had a young married whore knocked-up. She was a fine blonde with pert tits and a firm sexy body. Well, she was that way before her belly puffed out in a tell-tale sign of pregnancy. When the blonde wife finally broke down and nervously admitted to her husband that she'd been cheating and was pregnant with a black lover's baby, his reaction was unexpected.

Unbelievably, he was happy about it. After years of marriage, her baby dick hubby confessed his secret fantasy of being a cuckold for a big black cock. He now enjoyed watching Ray use her, degrade her and humiliate the both of them. After he finished fucking the man's slut, the husband would do clean-up, licking Ray's sticky cum from his wife's used pussy. The cuckold husband was also excited about becoming a father. Ray didn't understand his enthusiasm. To raise the offspring of the black man who was banging your wife is unusual, if not abnormal. At least, Ray thought, the wimp wasn't hassling him.

"Well, you take care," Ray told the old man, rising to his feet from his shelving chore to toss the empty packing box in a nearby shopping cart. Before he had a chance to push the cart back to the store's work area and clock out to end his shift, a checker called out over the intercom for carry-out help.

"Ray, you handle it," the assistant manager, Larry, said while walking to him and grasping the cart handle. "I'll put this up and punch your time card. After loading the bags for the blonde woman at Register Seven, you can take-off."

"Works for me," he said to Larry's back, who was already moving away, pushing the cart in front of him.

"You get a chance, give the lady a pat on her big butt for me," the old man joked with a lustful grin.

"Sure," Ray smiled. He would if he could. It was the only part of his job he liked, the opportunity of meeting a married white wife one-on-one and possibly getting into her pants. Otherwise, Ray hated the job. He worked strictly to satisfy his probation officer since employment was a condition of his parole. The way Ray saw it, he didn't need his probation revoked and go back to prison. The job was also a front for his real cash flow which was from selling drugs. He also had other illicit activities. Although his activities were all small time, they helped him get by for money while providing lots of opportunity for pussy.

As he put the blonde wife's grocery bags in the trunk, she stood nearby. Ray was blatantly ogling the older bitch's curvy body. The skimpy clothes she wore made her body very exposed to his lewd appraisal. "Those clothes look good on you," he told her.

Although she wasn't being as obvious as Ray, he caught her eyeing him as well. He had the imposing size of a muscular athlete. His hard body was the result of lots of work-outs during his time in the joint.

"You look good, too," she said.

Ray was wearing a short sleeve shirt and he knew the married bitch couldn't miss seeing the prison tats on his forearms and well developed biceps. The majority of those tattoos were hand inked and cut in. With his long hair and some beard stubble, he looked the "thug." Of course, that's what he was in reality and he had no problem admitting that simple truth.

"You have any tats?" he asked.

"No."

"To me, a Queen of Spades tattooed on that sexy white butt of yours would look really fine." It was a critical moment, the bitch could cause problems if Ray guessed wrong, but he hadn't, yet.

"You think?" she smiled.

"Sure. You could wear a thong bikini down at the pool, showing off that hot ass and the tattoo for all the brothers."

"Oh?" The bitch was playing coy, so Ray followed his hunch and took a risk.

"Yeah, signaling them your married white pussy was available for big black cock."

He caught her staring at the large cock bulge in his pants. "I hope you're enjoying what you see as much as I enjoy thinking about fucking you," he said, staring into her eyes when she looked up.

She didn't say anything.

"If you really want to see what's behind this zipper, give me a ride home."

There was still no answer from her, just a stony silence.

"Okay," she said softly.

Ray grinned. At that instant, the muscular black had her. This slut was his for the taking.

Just minutes after stepping inside his place, Ray had the married white bitch stripped down to her red thong panties with those big tits hanging free. Pinning her against the closed apartment door, they stood locked in a passionate embrace of tangled bodies. He palmed a melon-size tit, sucking on the pink swollen nipple, causing the housewife to groan with pleasure. Ray reached for the slut's pussy with his other hand.

For her part, the white aroused wife had her wedding ring hand inside his unzipped pants, grasping Ray's thick black dick. When she felt his full uncut cock for the first time, her eyes widened with surprise.

"Wow, you're huge" she said in amazement.

"I know you want it," he said.

Ray wasn't only beer can thick, but close to eleven inches long when his heavy-veined black cock was fully erect. Based on her astonished reaction, the older bitch had never seen anything like it. Pulling the housewife down with him onto the floor, Ray mashed his lips into hers in a tongue swapping kiss.

"I can't do this, I'm a married woman," she protested as the kiss broke off. But she made no effort to prevent Ray's hand from cupping and rubbing her panty-clad pussy mound. Or attempt to remove her hand from his hardening cock.

He almost laughed hearing this confession of faithfulness. What a joke. She knew this would happen when she agreed to visit his apartment. She was the sexy hot slut swaying her wide hips and big ass in front of him while climbing the stairs to his place on the second floor.

"Don't worry, baby," he replied, "that pussy's been used before. Your husband will never notice that another cock's been inside you."

Ray knew her pussy would be gaping and loose after he'd stretched it with his big black horse cock. Hubby would immediately feel the difference upon sliding his small dick into the looseness of her hole. Moreover, with her pussy filled with cum, it'd feel slicker than usual and have a different taste if he ate it. Ray knew that her husband eating her was highly probable, if not definite. Many married white bitches loved to be seeded and then have their hubby perform cunnilingus later; unwittingly eating the black lover's cum leavings from their oozing wet gash. Ray knew from experience, that almost without fail this slut will laugh about it the next time they met. This dirty, nasty secret would excite her.

And, yes, they will get together again, he thought. Cheating white wives always come back. They can't get enough of his black dick; begging him to fuck them. He liked it when they groveled and begged and became totally subservient. By that time, he owned them.

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