Susan's Car Breaks Down
I'm Susan and I'm married to Antonio. Up until about three months ago we were the typical married couple but much has changed. It started with a romantic getaway where I had sex with other men as my husband watched. Now I'm pregnant with a Black man's baby, I frequent a nightclub that is locally known as the place White women find Black men for sex, and I make regular dated with a well hung Black stud who may very well be the father of my unborn c***d.
In the mean time I was really abusing my car and one day I had trouble so I called for a tow. The truck arrived and an older Black man came to check out my car. The man was not exactly good looking. The man's face was badly scared from acne. He also had cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me under normal circumstances, but I knew him. It was Jarrod, the man that usually fixes our cars. He looked inside where the motor was said some words I didn't understand then said he'd have to tow me into the shop. He told me I'd have to ride along with him. He helped me into the passenger side while helping himself to a good feel of my ass. I don't know how well I hid it but I tried not to show that I enjoyed his lewd touch. He went to the driver’s side, got in, and was looking at me with desire in his eyes. As we drove I caught him looking at my legs a half-dozen times. In fact he was lewdly checking me out and he wasn't hiding it. I couldn't believe it! He found my big fat pregnant body sexy! I was wearing a skirt; a cute pleated skirt that maybe showed too much of my legs. It was a dark blue one and on top I had a loose fitting long-sleeved white blouse that buttoned down the front. I always had the top two buttons undone thinking that if men looked at my small clevage they'll ignore my fat ass.
We got to the garage and he showed me to the waiting room. There was a dirty half filled coffee pot spewing out the aroma of burning brew and on the old but sturdy coffee table were some old magazines. Most of them were sports illustrated including the tacky swimsuit edition but there was an old Cosmopolitan. In it was an article about sex, for goodness sake! It's rather ironic, reading about something I now very suddenly find myself craving. I became engrossed as the article described various sex tricks a woman can perform on a man to drive him crazy. I was suddenly frightened by a noise that made me jump up off the chair. It was just Jarrod coming into the waiting room. He crouched down to eye level with me then just started looking into my eyes and petting my face. In a flirty way he said,
"Hey, I'm sorry I scared you. Come on, sit down and relax. Your car is ready. I wish there was some way I could get you to stay here longer and make you my girlfriend but I'd guess you have other stuff to do."
I started flirting back,
"Well all I had planned was to go home, to my husband. He'll probably be worried if I stay out too long without calling him but I'd gladly stay to be your girlfriend."
Jarrod's eyes grew wide as I continued,
"By the way, I know you had been looking at me. You give me that same look every time I come here."
Jarrod played innocent,
"What kind of look do I give you?"
I answered,
"It's that wild look that men have when they want to fuck a woman. I've known you wanted to fuck me for nearly two years."
Jarrod smiled and started to rub my shoulders. I have to admit, it felt good to have a new Black man touch me. I could really feel my juices flowing with him rubbing my neck and shoulders. I heard my phone ringing and hurried to answer it. It was my husband calling to tell me he was held up and work and wouldn't be home until late. I explained that it was just as well because the car broke down and I was waiting for it to get fixed. Then I made sure I was looking directly into Jarrod's eyes when I said,
"Honey, I'm not sure how late I'll be because the mechanic is keeping the shop open for me so I'm taking him out for dinner."
When I hung up Jarrod reminded me the car was ready to go and I told him,
"Well, Jarrod, the car may be ready to go but I'm not."
He asked,
"So you really staying to be my girlfriend?"
I said,
"Well if you want a big fat cow for a girlfriend then today is your lucky day."
With that remark Jarrod had moved his hands to my waist and was teasing the underside of my breasts with his thumbs. He seemed reluctant to cup them fully. I guessed that he was afraid that I might move away. The fact is I wanted him to squeeze my tits more than anything. Slowly the black man eased his big hands around my tits and began to gently squeeze. I closed my eyes and took in the sensations of the hands on my tits. I was in heaven. Suddenly, he removed his hands and I was crushed. I wanted those hands back on my tits, but he had another idea.
My attention was drawn to the hem of my skirt which had ridden up. His hands were now pulling on the hem, raising it slowly up my leg. He continued raising my hem almost quicker than I could register. Out of reflex I put my hands to the front of the skirt. He asked,
"Don't tell me you changed your mind?"
In response I let go of my hem. I lifted my hips and allowed him to pull my panties off. As he did, I lifted my blouse above my head, leaving me in my bra and matching panties.
"Beautiful"
He said as he kissed up my legs.
I said,
"I'm not beautiful. I'm fat."
His face was pushing my legs apart as his lips trailed up the inside of my thighs. He said,
"You are very beautiful. Stand up baby."
I did and then I spread my legs some. He looked up at me from between my legs. Wow, what a sight. My legs were shaking. Suddenly, I was very nervous. I closed my eyes as I felt my ass being exposed. I was sure he could see how wet I was. My hands gripped the file drawer as I felt his hands touch my ass, slowly rubbing and squeezing. One hand rubbed toward my crack and his thumb hooked under my wet panty, pulling it to the side. I felt his thumb graze my clit as he moved my thong off my wet pussy. I bit my lip, trying not to make any sound lest he should stop. I gasped as I felt his tongue touch my pussy, sliding down to lick my clit. His hands spread my cheeks, giving him better access to my dripping pussy. He still hadn't said a word as he began to lick and suck my pussy, forcing me to brace myself against the file drawer. I was no longer able to keep quiet and began to moan and gasp at the pleasure he was causing.
I knew it was only a matter of seconds until I came. All it took was him inserting a finger into my pussy and I came all over his face, soaking his finger and stifling a scream. He pulled his finger back out and rubbed it on my clit as he stuck his tongue in my dripping pussy, fucking me with his tongue. My body jerked as I continued to cum, pushing myself back on his tongue, trying to get more in me. My orgasm was so hard; I could feel my knees begin to buckle. He wrapped an arm around my legs to hold me upright as he lapped my cum up.
His tongue left my pussy and his arm was removed from legs. Hands pushed me down onto my knees. I found myself looking at the front of his pants. I didn't have the nerve to look up into his face. I just kept staring at his crotch, wondering what it looked like, what it tasted like. I leaned in and put my hand on the bulge, feeling its length. It didn't feel overly long, but it seemed to be massivly thick. I had to see it. Still not looking up past his waist, I reached for his belt and he grabbed my hands and put them on his fly. I took the hint and unzipped his fly and reached in to pull him out.
My mouth was watering by the time I got his cock out of his pants. He was very well endowed and could rival any man I ever had sex with. I asked,
"Jarrod! My god Jarrod, you have a wonderful cock. Can I be your regular girlfriend?"
He groaned,
"Anytime you want me baby."
I leaned in and lightly touched the underside of the head with my tongue. I heard and felt a sharp intake of breath. Good. I made sure my tongue was plenty wet and went to work. Two could play this game. I licked my way around his head and then down his shaft, making it as wet as I could. I came back to the head and slowly let it dip into my mouth, not far but enough to let my teeth graze the underside of his head. I could tell he was enjoying it and wanted more by the way he kept moving his hips closer to my mouth. Anticipating his movements, I kept my own pace, frustrating him. I waited until he thought that was all I was going to do. Then, I took his wet cock and slid him quickly into my mouth, taking as much as I could. He moaned and pushed his hips against my mouth, forcing more into my throat, gagging me in the process. I quickly drew back and bobbed a few times on him, gagging each time but loving the feel of him in my mouth. I backed off and played with just the head again. He slid a hand into my hair and guided my mouth back down onto his cock, using little force because I was willing to do it. I could hear his breath coming faster and knew if I didn't stop now, I might not get to feel that cock in my pussy so I did stop. I said,
"I want my boyfriend to make love to me now. Make me yours, Jarrod honey."
He stood and got behind me until I felt the smooth skin of his cock on my bottom. He then pulled the hem back down, trapping his hard cock inside my skirt. The rubbing began again. His hands returned to my tits. The crack of my ass was getting slick from my spit and the man's pre-cum. I couldn't move away but moving away was the last thing I wanted to do. His stokes against my ass were getting longer. I felt another sticky wetness on my leg and I knew it was from me. My body knew what was happening yet my brain was in neutral. My body was making preparations and my brain was only now realizing, this man is finally going to fuck me. At that very moment I felt the man's cock stretching the opening of my pussy. As he slowly impaled me, I came, flooding his cock with my juices. Slowly he began to pump. I began to ride up and down on his black fuck stick. He slid easily into me but then again, I was very wet. I felt his hands massage my breasts. After my second orgasm Jarrod said,
"Let's go sit on the couch."
I was disappointed when he pulled his cock out of me and I was eager to put it back where it belonged. The man sat on the couch and I quickly straddled him. Again he stretched my cock hungry pussy as I settled down on his pole. As I bottomed out, I leaned down to kiss the Black man whose cock was embedded in my pussy.
"Fuck me good, honey. Oh god fuck me, fuck me! Fuck my White pussy with your big black cock."
I said with a lustful tone in my voice. I continued
"Fuck my pregnant pussy. Fuck me the way a White woman needs to be fucked."
I cooed as I fingered my pussy faster. He said,
God your pussy is so tight!"
I wailed,
"It's your big black dick! I'm your girlfriend now and I belong to you from now on. Fuck me honey. Fuck your new White girlfriend!"
Jarrod grabbed my ass and pulled me tight to him and buried his cock deep inside me. I could feel it trying to enter my cervix. Since he seemed to like it, I moved my hips and pressed all of my weight down to him and it was then that I felt his cock actually go into my cervix. I nearly passed out from the pure sexual pleasure of it. Jarrod continued pummeling my pussy raw. Then his tongue licked my neck and sensitive ears. The sensations where overwhelming my body, shuddering, my pussy was spasming uncontrollably. Moaning uncontrollably, I planted my feet firmly and started bouncing my heavy body harder and faster on the slimy fleshy rod, contracting and expanding my pussy walls as his member invaded my already raw pink pussy. I could feel the tip of his cock head enter my cervix with every thrust and I climaxed repeatedly.
"Fuck!"
He exclaimed and held on to my hips tighter and pounded my slutty pussy harder, then he threw his head back and let out a loud triumphant groan, I then felt torrents of his cum started flowing into my cunt. The sensation made my whole body shudder uncontrollably leaving me panting and moaning. As trickles of his cum leaked out I said,
"If I had met you seven months ago this could be your baby."
He slowly fucked me in the afterglow of our passion and said,
"If you want another one you know where I am."
I asked,
"Would you really want to make me pregnant, Jarrod?"
He said,
"Yes Susan, I really want to make you pregnant. You can call me any time."
I asked,
"After I have this babay would you do this for me?"
He moaned,
"Yes Susan."
I asked,
"I know you've heard this before but can my husband watch us make a baby?"
He said,
"Of course! If that's what you both want! He can join in if he wants."
I asked,
"Will you fuck me with my husband at the same time?"
"Of course. More fun for you!"
"My husband and I saw you at the finak approach so we know you've done this kind of thing before. Well OK, right after I have this baby you can make me pregnant again. I'm going to be your girlfriend only. You're the only man I will fuck until I'm pregnant."
Jarrod asked,
"What about your husband?"
I said,
"He'll get sex from other women and I will give him blow jobs. but after this baby my vagina belongs to you until you put a new baby in me. Now I'm your girlfriend so if you ever want a booty call, I'm your girl."
After Jarrod finished depositing his cum into my pregnant pussy, he continued to fuck me but he now fucked me slower and slower until he went soft and slid out of me.
I got home and jumped in bed waiting for my husband. He got home less than thirty minutes after I did which was great. He undressed in front of me as usual then climbed into bed. We kissed and I reached for his cock and began to stroke. We kissed long and deep. Then he said,
"You seem especially hory tonight! You want me to fuck you?"
I answered,
"Oh honey, yes but first I have to tell you something."
He jumped on top of me and shoved his cock deep into my willing cunt. My husband said he could not believe how wet and loose my pussy felt. I said,
"That's because there's more than just pussy juice in there."
He gleefully asked,
"Is it true?"
I said,
"It's true, honey. You're getting my new Nigger's sloppy seconds."
He asked,
"A new Nigger?"
I said,
"Yes, honey but you know him."
I went on and told him that I had cheated as he continued fucking his cock into my cum filled pussy. It didn't take Antonio long to cum because he loves to feel my pussy full of another man's sperm. Then after telling my husband every detail I could recall, we continued an incredible night of sex. He even told me to scream Jarrod's name while he was fucking me. As we lay exhausted I again pointed out how I cheated on him. Antonio just told me he was happy to be getting sloppy seconds and that I can cheat on him any time I want to. I'm enjoying being a woman more than ever.
In the mean time I was really abusing my car and one day I had trouble so I called for a tow. The truck arrived and an older Black man came to check out my car. The man was not exactly good looking. The man's face was badly scared from acne. He also had cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me under normal circumstances, but I knew him. It was Jarrod, the man that usually fixes our cars. He looked inside where the motor was said some words I didn't understand then said he'd have to tow me into the shop. He told me I'd have to ride along with him. He helped me into the passenger side while helping himself to a good feel of my ass. I don't know how well I hid it but I tried not to show that I enjoyed his lewd touch. He went to the driver’s side, got in, and was looking at me with desire in his eyes. As we drove I caught him looking at my legs a half-dozen times. In fact he was lewdly checking me out and he wasn't hiding it. I couldn't believe it! He found my big fat pregnant body sexy! I was wearing a skirt; a cute pleated skirt that maybe showed too much of my legs. It was a dark blue one and on top I had a loose fitting long-sleeved white blouse that buttoned down the front. I always had the top two buttons undone thinking that if men looked at my small clevage they'll ignore my fat ass.
We got to the garage and he showed me to the waiting room. There was a dirty half filled coffee pot spewing out the aroma of burning brew and on the old but sturdy coffee table were some old magazines. Most of them were sports illustrated including the tacky swimsuit edition but there was an old Cosmopolitan. In it was an article about sex, for goodness sake! It's rather ironic, reading about something I now very suddenly find myself craving. I became engrossed as the article described various sex tricks a woman can perform on a man to drive him crazy. I was suddenly frightened by a noise that made me jump up off the chair. It was just Jarrod coming into the waiting room. He crouched down to eye level with me then just started looking into my eyes and petting my face. In a flirty way he said,
"Hey, I'm sorry I scared you. Come on, sit down and relax. Your car is ready. I wish there was some way I could get you to stay here longer and make you my girlfriend but I'd guess you have other stuff to do."
I started flirting back,
"Well all I had planned was to go home, to my husband. He'll probably be worried if I stay out too long without calling him but I'd gladly stay to be your girlfriend."
Jarrod's eyes grew wide as I continued,
"By the way, I know you had been looking at me. You give me that same look every time I come here."
Jarrod played innocent,
"What kind of look do I give you?"
I answered,
"It's that wild look that men have when they want to fuck a woman. I've known you wanted to fuck me for nearly two years."
Jarrod smiled and started to rub my shoulders. I have to admit, it felt good to have a new Black man touch me. I could really feel my juices flowing with him rubbing my neck and shoulders. I heard my phone ringing and hurried to answer it. It was my husband calling to tell me he was held up and work and wouldn't be home until late. I explained that it was just as well because the car broke down and I was waiting for it to get fixed. Then I made sure I was looking directly into Jarrod's eyes when I said,
"Honey, I'm not sure how late I'll be because the mechanic is keeping the shop open for me so I'm taking him out for dinner."
When I hung up Jarrod reminded me the car was ready to go and I told him,
"Well, Jarrod, the car may be ready to go but I'm not."
He asked,
"So you really staying to be my girlfriend?"
I said,
"Well if you want a big fat cow for a girlfriend then today is your lucky day."
With that remark Jarrod had moved his hands to my waist and was teasing the underside of my breasts with his thumbs. He seemed reluctant to cup them fully. I guessed that he was afraid that I might move away. The fact is I wanted him to squeeze my tits more than anything. Slowly the black man eased his big hands around my tits and began to gently squeeze. I closed my eyes and took in the sensations of the hands on my tits. I was in heaven. Suddenly, he removed his hands and I was crushed. I wanted those hands back on my tits, but he had another idea.
My attention was drawn to the hem of my skirt which had ridden up. His hands were now pulling on the hem, raising it slowly up my leg. He continued raising my hem almost quicker than I could register. Out of reflex I put my hands to the front of the skirt. He asked,
"Don't tell me you changed your mind?"
In response I let go of my hem. I lifted my hips and allowed him to pull my panties off. As he did, I lifted my blouse above my head, leaving me in my bra and matching panties.
"Beautiful"
He said as he kissed up my legs.
I said,
"I'm not beautiful. I'm fat."
His face was pushing my legs apart as his lips trailed up the inside of my thighs. He said,
"You are very beautiful. Stand up baby."
I did and then I spread my legs some. He looked up at me from between my legs. Wow, what a sight. My legs were shaking. Suddenly, I was very nervous. I closed my eyes as I felt my ass being exposed. I was sure he could see how wet I was. My hands gripped the file drawer as I felt his hands touch my ass, slowly rubbing and squeezing. One hand rubbed toward my crack and his thumb hooked under my wet panty, pulling it to the side. I felt his thumb graze my clit as he moved my thong off my wet pussy. I bit my lip, trying not to make any sound lest he should stop. I gasped as I felt his tongue touch my pussy, sliding down to lick my clit. His hands spread my cheeks, giving him better access to my dripping pussy. He still hadn't said a word as he began to lick and suck my pussy, forcing me to brace myself against the file drawer. I was no longer able to keep quiet and began to moan and gasp at the pleasure he was causing.
I knew it was only a matter of seconds until I came. All it took was him inserting a finger into my pussy and I came all over his face, soaking his finger and stifling a scream. He pulled his finger back out and rubbed it on my clit as he stuck his tongue in my dripping pussy, fucking me with his tongue. My body jerked as I continued to cum, pushing myself back on his tongue, trying to get more in me. My orgasm was so hard; I could feel my knees begin to buckle. He wrapped an arm around my legs to hold me upright as he lapped my cum up.
His tongue left my pussy and his arm was removed from legs. Hands pushed me down onto my knees. I found myself looking at the front of his pants. I didn't have the nerve to look up into his face. I just kept staring at his crotch, wondering what it looked like, what it tasted like. I leaned in and put my hand on the bulge, feeling its length. It didn't feel overly long, but it seemed to be massivly thick. I had to see it. Still not looking up past his waist, I reached for his belt and he grabbed my hands and put them on his fly. I took the hint and unzipped his fly and reached in to pull him out.
My mouth was watering by the time I got his cock out of his pants. He was very well endowed and could rival any man I ever had sex with. I asked,
"Jarrod! My god Jarrod, you have a wonderful cock. Can I be your regular girlfriend?"
He groaned,
"Anytime you want me baby."
I leaned in and lightly touched the underside of the head with my tongue. I heard and felt a sharp intake of breath. Good. I made sure my tongue was plenty wet and went to work. Two could play this game. I licked my way around his head and then down his shaft, making it as wet as I could. I came back to the head and slowly let it dip into my mouth, not far but enough to let my teeth graze the underside of his head. I could tell he was enjoying it and wanted more by the way he kept moving his hips closer to my mouth. Anticipating his movements, I kept my own pace, frustrating him. I waited until he thought that was all I was going to do. Then, I took his wet cock and slid him quickly into my mouth, taking as much as I could. He moaned and pushed his hips against my mouth, forcing more into my throat, gagging me in the process. I quickly drew back and bobbed a few times on him, gagging each time but loving the feel of him in my mouth. I backed off and played with just the head again. He slid a hand into my hair and guided my mouth back down onto his cock, using little force because I was willing to do it. I could hear his breath coming faster and knew if I didn't stop now, I might not get to feel that cock in my pussy so I did stop. I said,
"I want my boyfriend to make love to me now. Make me yours, Jarrod honey."
He stood and got behind me until I felt the smooth skin of his cock on my bottom. He then pulled the hem back down, trapping his hard cock inside my skirt. The rubbing began again. His hands returned to my tits. The crack of my ass was getting slick from my spit and the man's pre-cum. I couldn't move away but moving away was the last thing I wanted to do. His stokes against my ass were getting longer. I felt another sticky wetness on my leg and I knew it was from me. My body knew what was happening yet my brain was in neutral. My body was making preparations and my brain was only now realizing, this man is finally going to fuck me. At that very moment I felt the man's cock stretching the opening of my pussy. As he slowly impaled me, I came, flooding his cock with my juices. Slowly he began to pump. I began to ride up and down on his black fuck stick. He slid easily into me but then again, I was very wet. I felt his hands massage my breasts. After my second orgasm Jarrod said,
"Let's go sit on the couch."
I was disappointed when he pulled his cock out of me and I was eager to put it back where it belonged. The man sat on the couch and I quickly straddled him. Again he stretched my cock hungry pussy as I settled down on his pole. As I bottomed out, I leaned down to kiss the Black man whose cock was embedded in my pussy.
"Fuck me good, honey. Oh god fuck me, fuck me! Fuck my White pussy with your big black cock."
I said with a lustful tone in my voice. I continued
"Fuck my pregnant pussy. Fuck me the way a White woman needs to be fucked."
I cooed as I fingered my pussy faster. He said,
God your pussy is so tight!"
I wailed,
"It's your big black dick! I'm your girlfriend now and I belong to you from now on. Fuck me honey. Fuck your new White girlfriend!"
Jarrod grabbed my ass and pulled me tight to him and buried his cock deep inside me. I could feel it trying to enter my cervix. Since he seemed to like it, I moved my hips and pressed all of my weight down to him and it was then that I felt his cock actually go into my cervix. I nearly passed out from the pure sexual pleasure of it. Jarrod continued pummeling my pussy raw. Then his tongue licked my neck and sensitive ears. The sensations where overwhelming my body, shuddering, my pussy was spasming uncontrollably. Moaning uncontrollably, I planted my feet firmly and started bouncing my heavy body harder and faster on the slimy fleshy rod, contracting and expanding my pussy walls as his member invaded my already raw pink pussy. I could feel the tip of his cock head enter my cervix with every thrust and I climaxed repeatedly.
"Fuck!"
He exclaimed and held on to my hips tighter and pounded my slutty pussy harder, then he threw his head back and let out a loud triumphant groan, I then felt torrents of his cum started flowing into my cunt. The sensation made my whole body shudder uncontrollably leaving me panting and moaning. As trickles of his cum leaked out I said,
"If I had met you seven months ago this could be your baby."
He slowly fucked me in the afterglow of our passion and said,
"If you want another one you know where I am."
I asked,
"Would you really want to make me pregnant, Jarrod?"
He said,
"Yes Susan, I really want to make you pregnant. You can call me any time."
I asked,
"After I have this babay would you do this for me?"
He moaned,
"Yes Susan."
I asked,
"I know you've heard this before but can my husband watch us make a baby?"
He said,
"Of course! If that's what you both want! He can join in if he wants."
I asked,
"Will you fuck me with my husband at the same time?"
"Of course. More fun for you!"
"My husband and I saw you at the finak approach so we know you've done this kind of thing before. Well OK, right after I have this baby you can make me pregnant again. I'm going to be your girlfriend only. You're the only man I will fuck until I'm pregnant."
Jarrod asked,
"What about your husband?"
I said,
"He'll get sex from other women and I will give him blow jobs. but after this baby my vagina belongs to you until you put a new baby in me. Now I'm your girlfriend so if you ever want a booty call, I'm your girl."
After Jarrod finished depositing his cum into my pregnant pussy, he continued to fuck me but he now fucked me slower and slower until he went soft and slid out of me.
I got home and jumped in bed waiting for my husband. He got home less than thirty minutes after I did which was great. He undressed in front of me as usual then climbed into bed. We kissed and I reached for his cock and began to stroke. We kissed long and deep. Then he said,
"You seem especially hory tonight! You want me to fuck you?"
I answered,
"Oh honey, yes but first I have to tell you something."
He jumped on top of me and shoved his cock deep into my willing cunt. My husband said he could not believe how wet and loose my pussy felt. I said,
"That's because there's more than just pussy juice in there."
He gleefully asked,
"Is it true?"
I said,
"It's true, honey. You're getting my new Nigger's sloppy seconds."
He asked,
"A new Nigger?"
I said,
"Yes, honey but you know him."
I went on and told him that I had cheated as he continued fucking his cock into my cum filled pussy. It didn't take Antonio long to cum because he loves to feel my pussy full of another man's sperm. Then after telling my husband every detail I could recall, we continued an incredible night of sex. He even told me to scream Jarrod's name while he was fucking me. As we lay exhausted I again pointed out how I cheated on him. Antonio just told me he was happy to be getting sloppy seconds and that I can cheat on him any time I want to. I'm enjoying being a woman more than ever.
13 年 前
