Rock

   I am a black male who loves the feelings of power and domination I get
   when I fuck the white wives of cuckolded white boys. My fat black dick
   gets even bigger and stiffer when they moan and writhe on it, knowing I
        can give them something that they only dream about with their
                           pencil-dicked hubbies.

  After years of practice, I can hold my orgasm back as long as I wish and
   ream them for hours, remain stiff and keep fucking after blowing my wad
         deep in their bellies and keep them cumming over and over.

   And although I'm only 5' 10", 170 lbs. with a thick eight inch cock, I
   never need to seduce them - they beg me to dick them, often passing me
                along to their friends who need a good fuck.

    It started when I was nineteen and spent a lot of time hanging at an
    older friend's house. He worked nights and would leave in the evening
      while we were still partying, leaving us with his young bride of
    eighteen. They had married young after he had knocked her up and she
  hadn't had any other cock in her besides his. One evening, several of us
    were there getting high on some pot, and after he had gone, Linda was
    curled on the floor with her face in the carpet. I bent over her and
       asked her if she was OK and she whispered, "Make love to me."

    I was shocked and stoned and sat up, not believing what I had heard.
  Shortly after, everyone started to leave, but she caught my arm and said
  "Wait - just a minute." When the others had left she said it had been the
   weed talking, but I simply took her in my arms and kissed her. She had
  been wearing a thick, quilted housecoat, and it opened to reveal her only
                 other clothing was a pair of white panties.

  Now Linda is tall - nearly six foot, only a couple of inches shorter than
    her husband - and is a statuesque blonde of Nordic heritage with long
  hair and deep blue eyes and I became instantly stiff at the sight of her
    nakedness. I rolled her to her back on the floor and kissed down her
    throat, lingering at her full breasts, then across her flat, heaving
   stomach and up the insides of her spreading thighs. I whisked her damp
   panties down her long legs and pushed down my jeans and underwear, soon
            to be buried to my full depth in her soft, wet pussy.

    The forbidden thrill of pumping a good friend's wife made me just go
   wild, and I thrust into her with abandon, slow and shallow, deeper and
   faster, then rooting my cock around inside every nook and cranny of her
  grasping cunt, throwing my hips into rhythmic gyrations only to break the
   rhythm aburptly with a hard, cervix-deep thrust that caused her to cry
    and spasm until finally she moaned from deep within and began bucking
  wildly beneath me. I had to hold on tight and ride her hard as she nearly
   threw me out and off with her powerful, uncontrolled pelvic thrusts. I
     gushed a sticky river of cum deep inside her flowing depths and our
   juices soaked her housecoat, still around her shoulders and beneath us.

    She stripped it off as she stood and turned off the lights. Her pale,
     white body shone in the moonlight streaming in the window, and she
   reached out and took my black hand, pulling me from the shadows to her
  side. The contrast between our skin was heightened in the moon's dim rays
  and it excited me to see the coal-blackness of my flesh outlined against
   the pure, paper-whiteness of hers. She felt my re-engorging cock throb
   against her thigh and reached down and pumped it in her soft hand, lily
                     white against it's ebony thickness.

  She then led me by it like a stiff leash, past her sleeping son's bedroom
  to the one she had shared only with her husband until this night. I know
    he had a larger cock than mine, and her pussy, although muscular and
  tight, was none the less large and well-stretched. I knew that it wasn't
    just a cock or just a big cock or even just any cock that she craved,
  since she had selected me from four or five others there that evening. It
    was a black cock. There were very few blacks in the small, midwestern
   town, and I was the only one she knew. We fucked and slept, fucked and
   slept an I plowed her young, fertile furrow until she sent me away just
                      before her husband was due home.

  Shortly thereafter I moved away, but returned for a visit once. She said
     that at one point he asked her if she had ever been unfaithful, and
    although she said nothing, her silences to his questions told him the
  story. It made him become tremendously sexually excited and their sexlife
                              began to change.

  They began swinging and he kept setting her up with other black men as he
   fucked their black wives. However, he was so jealous of me that he took
  time off work while I visited and spent every minute with me in all kinds
   of activities, keeping me away from her, even though he only suspected
                                 the truth.

  For me, the power trip began - power not only over white wives who crave
  a black dick between their legs, but the horny cuckolds they are married
  to and the love-hate relationship they have with seeing black cocks fuck
  the pretty white pussies of their unfaithful wives. There are more of my
   tales to follow - this is just to introduce myself. I know most stories
   are written by the husband, and a few from the aspect of the wives, but
   if you are interested in the viewpoint if the throbbing black dick that
             cums all over them both I want you to beg for it.