a Rock I grew to love the heady rush I got when a cuckolded husband realized that his pretty wife had sought out and screwed herself silly on my stiff black cock, and in spite of her unfaithfulness, found his prick gets stiff and bursting with the knowledge. I know he's turned on with the mere mental image, throbbing with the feel of my cum dripping from her inflamed pussy and would give anything to pop his load actually witnessing the uninhibited heights of passion she scales when climbing on my dark dick. I never sought out these affairs, however. By feminine radar, by word of mouth, by good fortune alone, white wives find my ebony post and ride it to the envious approval of their husbands. Another dancer, Jamie, the wife of the DJ on the afternoon shift, Alex, always stared at the trouser bulges of the patrons of the topless bar we worked in, and therefore I was not surprised at the way things developed one night at their apartment. They had stayed in the bar partying after working the afternoon shift and ended up inviting me and another friend, Jess, home to continue the party after the bar closed. Jamie tired and went to bed while the three of us watched "Flesh Gordon" and "The Devil In Miss Jones" and a couple of other old classic porn movies. Jess had been drinking the most and soon passed out sitting in a chair. I had drunk a few beers and needed to relieve myself. As I stood over the bowl I noticed several copies of porn mags with articles about swinging and group sex lying atop the tank. I had been stiff watching the movies and now I was stroking a full throbbing erection that I had to force back into my pants to return to the living room. The late night invitation, the movies, the magazines - I thought I could easily guess where this was going and I knew I'd enjoy the ride. Before sunrise, Jamie awoke and came back into the room wearing a white T-shirt and black lace panties. She's a short blonde with short blonde hair and a full figure - still a dancer's body, but not petite, and a definite cowgirl who always danced to country music. Alex himself is a large, heavily-built Texan with a loud voice and definite opinions, and I was surprised at first that he was not the racially prejudiced redneck I had assumed from his background, and even though I was his boss, we got along well. They spoke quietly together for a couple of minutes and then Alex sat beside me on the couch and Jamie kneeled between my legs. "I've always wanted to taste this," she said and unzipped my jeans. I wore no underwear and my pulsing pecker popped out into her face, my full balls aching from watching the movies, and she began a noisy, delightful sucking on the fat, deep purple head. She stopped to pull off her T-shirt and I removed my pants and shoes and watched as she rubbed her full white globes with their hard pink tips over my dark thighs before attacking my cock again in earnest, sucking my thick eight inches deeper and deeper into her milking throat with each attempt. Alex sat and watched her performance and before long said, "Hey, I'm getting a little jealous here." Jamie pulled her throat off my throbbing black hunk of meat and dragged Alex's shorts below his knees. I found it amazing that for a large, linebacker-sized guy his prick was unbelievably small, and although he was rock hard it was no bigger than I am limp. To say he had five inches would be an exaggeration. No wonder Jamie had such interest in other men's crotch sizes. I stroked my pole and watched her suck his cock and balls into her mouth and tongue him skillfully nearly to hysteria before releasing him. Standing she said, "Let's continue this in the bedroom," and led the way, stripping herself of her wispy black panties. She lay between Alex and me and took each of our pricks in turn into her hot, wet mouth, comparing the depths each was able to plumb her. She would suck him furiously with her mouth and tongue, then bury my shaft as deeply into her throat as she could and moan. Deeper and deeper she swallowed my black pole until finally her nose was buried in my dark velvet balls. As I felt my cock twitch and throb in anticipation of my explosion, I began feasting on her closely cropped blonde slit to take my mind off cumming. I rolled her stiff clit with my thumb and gave her exposed lips light butterfly kisses, then sucked her inner lips between mine until they became deep pink and engorged, dripping with dew. Alex, in the meantime, was watching in rapt silence as he tried not to cum too soon while his writhing wife switched between his stiff little rod and my black cudgel. "Turn!" he ordered her and she flipped around to face me and wiggled her ass against Alex's peg. "No, no - not my pussy," she said and set him against her rosy anus. "Rock gets it first." Alex moaned and humped hard and fast into her wriggling butt. Before long he grunted and popped off and withdrew from the bed, leaving his willing wife to me and my pleasure. She smiled, rolled to her back and eased her knees up and apart, opening her wet pussy with two fingers and dipping the middle finger into her husband's cum as it ran from her ass. She used this to lube the lips for the stretching they were to receive. "Give me that big black dick now," she pleaded, "I'm soooo ready!" Slowly I pumped and rocked my hips from side to side, and little by little I wedged myself into her heat. Her thighs splayed wide and her heels locked behind my knees and she pumped her hips, holding on and working me farther inside herself. Finally she was wide and wet enough to begin a fuck rhythm and I would pump her until she began to cum, then shift angle, pressure and speed and take her to another level. "Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! So fucking big and black! Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme", she screamed and bucked in orgasm. I gritted my teeth and held back my spasms, shooting only a blast or two of sperm inside her gripping, twisting cunt, then pulled out the dripping shaft and let her husband see what had been buried inside her and laid it on her belly to show him how deep. I rolled her over on her knees and she arched her back, sticking her pretty blonde and pink snatch up to me. My black snake lurched and I slid the satiny shaft as deep as I could in one smooth stroke. She gasped. He gasped. I held it there, as far into her body as I could reach, and pressed my tight balls into her clit, rocking, rotating, drilling hard. She wailed long and low, shuddering over and over, feeling me in the virgin, untouched depths her husband would never know. Somehow we were moving again in slow, long strokes. I could still see Alex's cum squirting out of her rosebud with each thrust. I wanted to fuck it, but then decided to leave Alex one orifice that wasn't stretched out. Over an eternity we moved faster and faster, a pistoning locomotive hissing and building to a full steam. She slid up and down my rail from tip to base in easy waves, sometimes pressing back and holding at full penetration as long as she could stand the pressure on her uterus, then bouncing again. All the time she was having little orgasms, fucking herself back onto me at her own pace. I let her go until she slowed and tired. I could hear Alex standing in the doorway pumping his dick as I rolled Jamie to her back again and lifted her knees to her tits. I lapped her hot, red pussy to get it wet and juicy. She wrapped her elbows behind her knees and rocked back to spread as wide as she could for me. In this position I could get in even deeper than before and it felt as if the tip of my cock was inside her chest as I rammed my throbbing ebony log in to its limit. It was my turn to cum now. I fucked as hard and fast as I could and fired a hot burst of cum deep in her uterus. I felt jammed so far into her body that I wouldn't have been surprised to see my sperm drip from the corners of her mouth as it gushed inside her. She opened herself fully to me and sucked the length of my prod with her clinging cunt, babbling softly about delicious, fat, black pussy stabbers. I slid my softening slab from between her cummy thighs. The wet, obscene noise as it pulled free made Alex groan. He was on her in a second, sliding another rigid erection into her sloppy, foaming pit. I left them to their private enjoyment in culmination of the night's activities. Jamie had been fucked silly by a black cock twice the size of her spouse's. Alex had three ecstatic orgasms over seeing his slut wife screw a black stud. Jamie later told me that the first time she had gone looking for black cock, Alex found out from someone at the hotel they had used. He forbade her to sneak around on him and since he had a lot of connections around town it would be difficult. However, if he could watch and participate she could have all the stiff, big black dick she wanted. They were very selective, and since many men don't like a husband around, they had carefully set it up with the magazines and movies so that there was no way I would be able refuse her seduction and his presence as horny as I was. I had another white wife in lust with me and learned how much I really enjoyed the exhibitionism and power involved in despoiling a man's wife before his lusting eyes. Indeed, I was invigorated by his witnessing and it had spurred me to a greater effort to really perform. It was like a sport, and if you play the game really well the appreciation of spectators is a great thrill of its own. I knew that group interracial sex was now to be my next turn-on and it wasn't long before it came about. Plaintive entreaties for another chapter to my tales just might encourage me to continue another time.