Irene
Irene was in her eight month of pregnancy when her husband left her for his secretary.
It had been devastating when she had found the note that he no longer found her
desirable, and that his secretary thought that he was the greatest thing since sliced
bread.
Her parents were on her side of course, but they had not liked her husband, and had
tried everything to stop their marriage. But Irene was a late bloomer as far as sex
was concerned, and after her first fucking from her husband, she had turned into
a wild woman when in bed.
It hadn't taken long for her to have her first morning sicknesses, when she realized
that she needed to take one of those pregnancy tests from the d**g store. She had
gone back and bought a second test strip, when the first one said she was pregnant,
but the second one said the same thing.
After she had told her husband, he seemed to lose interest in wanting to make love at
all, so in a few short months it had gone from a couple of times a week, to once
every few weeks. When she started showing, it seemed he never wanted to touch her
anymore, and Irene was getting increasingly frustrated.
One day she relieved her frustration when she started diddling herself, and she got
that crazy feeling of wanting a cock in her, so in the kitchen she grabbed a banana,
and after washing it off she proceeded to fuck herself with the banana. The masturbation
had lasted a good 10 minutes, and she had her first orgasm since her husband had last
did her. That afternoon, she used two more bananas, and had multiple orgasms. That
was when it started sinking in that she didn't need the quick wham bam thank you mam
fucks that her husband had been giving her.
Irene started seeing that other men would be looking at her at the grocery store when
she went shopping. There had been that one time when in a hurry to get dressed, she
had pulled on a pair of her old jeans, which barely came over her hips, and the tee
she put on over her bra was tight enough that it showed her pronounced tummy. She
saw herself in the mirror, and was going to change cause she felt like she looked like
a 16 yr old slut, but said 'fuck it' and went to the store.
It had been an older guy who had followed her around the different store isles, until
it struck her that the old geezer was probably wanting to see a young chick who had
a pronounced preggy belly, and all of a sudden she got wet down below knowing that
someone found her desirable again.
Soon, she looked forward to going to the Publix grocery store, just so she could show
off her puffy little belly, and she started throwing caution to the wind by not wearing
her bra anymore. She had started to put the bra on, when she examined her breasts and
noticed that they seemed to be just a little more puffy than previous, and also her
aureola's seemed to be a little larger and she noticed some small bumps in them.
Of course when she threw the bra down and pulled the tee on, the darkness of her aureola's
became more pronounced, and seeing it her nipples hardened just a little bit.
'You slut' she said to herself as she grabbed her purse and with a big grin on her
face she went to Publix to get some food, and also to show off a little. It had been
just before she pulled into one of the check out lanes, that the guy was sporting a
woody, and she felt herself getting wet again, just knowing that she was still
desirable.
Of course she had bought a cucumber at the fresh produce, that had struck her as
resembling like a large cock, so no sooner had she unpacked, and locked the doors,
than she had washed the cucumber and was laying on her bed slowing inserting it.
Inch by inch it had risen her excitement level, until her wetness had made the
cucumber slide in easier. As she was doing that, her memory went back to the old
guy at the store, and she started fucking herself harder and harder, till she had her
first overblown orgasm.
Irene had walked around the house doing her cleaning with a glow on her face and
a satisfied feeling down below. In fact she had several times stopped to pull her
slacks down and just lightly frig herself.
When he came home that evening, she had noticed that again he was not interested in
her, and it seemed like his lips were a little redder than usual.... 'the motherfucker
evidently had been kissing his slut at work', so she went to bed early and frigged
herself to a quickie orgasm before he had come to bed and rolled over so he could
snore.
Now, the son of a bitch had left her the note and packed up his belonging, leaving her
the message 'the fucking bills are now yours, you cunt!'
Mom and Dad of course were upset when she had told them, but Daddy had put her mind
somewhat at ease, by telling her not to worry about the house payments, as he would
straighten that out.... whatever that meant.
Two days later she got a call from her husband, with him yelling and screaming at her
that 'FINE, YOU GOT YOUR WAY... I'll pay the fucking bills, but I hope you rot in hell!'
Her tummy was now well and pronounced, and she found that she was starting to leak from
her breasts, so she had to change her blouses or tee's more often during the day. It
also seemed to her that the trusty cucumbers she was buying every week were not as
satisfying as before.
Irene had been despondent for most of the day, when she had gone to bed at 5 that
evening, and could not sleep or get comfortable. She thought about going to Publix
to show off, but even that didn't seem to turn her on. She kept saying to herself
that she needed a real cock, but she knew that was not going to happen, so she threw on
a clean tee and her trusty old jeans, and went for a ride....
The longer she rode around, the longer she got more frustrated, and found herself driving
with one hand on the wheel, and the other between her spread legs. It didn't take long
for her jeans to end up feeling wet down there, and it was not releasing her pent up
emotions, when she noticed a bar and said to herself 'fuck it', and pulled in.
The moment she walked through the door, she felt that something wasn't quite right about
this place, but it wasn't till she sat down at that bar that it hit her that this must
be a bar in the black part of town.
Riviera Beach had several of these, and as she started to get up to leave the bartender
was asking her what she wanted, so she ordered a 7 & 7 and rested her butt back on the
bar stool.
"Can I buy you a drink purty lady?" asked the deep voice.
She looked over and saw the guy park his ass on the stool next to her, and her heart
froze for a second.
She had seen enough bad stories about woman being abused in this part of town, but then
the bartender brought her the drink, and the black guy ordered her another.
"No... uhm, I just stopped in for a quick drink, and I gotta leave..."
"It's okay honey... I'm not here to bother you, in fact if you feel uncomfortable, I'll
just leave."
She knew this could get ugly if she didn't choose her words carefully, so she put on her
best face and smiled at him, and said she was sorry for the rude remark.
He had told her his name is Calvin, and no he didn't own Calvin Kleins, at which point
she laughed, and the ice had been broken.
The second 7 & 7 had disappeared so quickly, that when he ordered her another one, she
didn't protest. They were now more or less facing each other at the bar, and she was
feeling strange, that this black man no longer seemed threatening, and in fact had a
great smile, and even though his nose was kind of wide, his face was generally nice
looking.
She had looked down when he had squeezed her leg a little, but she no longer cared, cause
she was now having a good time, and even though sex was not at the front of their
conversation, there had been numerous comments about how great she looked, especially
with her wet tee.....
'OMG...' it was then that she realized her breasts were leaking, and when she looked
down, her aureola's were very pronounced under the wet spots on her tee..
"Oh, I'm sorry.... Oh shit... I better go home and chance my tee... I... I'm, uhm pregnant,
and for the last month or so I've been leaking from my breasts.'
He laughed and he squeezed her leg again and leaned a little closer to her and whispered to
her... "your wet down there also..."
It was then she realized that the the diddling she had been doing while driving around,
and now with this black guy flirting with her, that she was still feeling quite moist
down there.
"I... Uhmmm."
"Relax Irene, hell I think it is sexy that your so aroused."
"But I'm.... I'm pregnant."
"And VERY desirable!"
When Calvin had said that, her stomach knotted for a second, and she knew she wouldn't
be able to control the orgasm she was just going to have....
"Oh my God.... I.."
"What's wrong Irene?"
"I'm having...." she just couldn't bring herself to say it.
He leaned in so his face was just an inch from hers and he softly said "An Orgasm?"
She just nodded, and clamped her legs together when she felt it coming.
"Irene, I know I'm black, but I find you very desirable, and i wish you could see your
way clear of coming over to my house, and letting me make mad non-stop sex with you."
She heard the words, and her orgasm released, and she knew that the spot on her jeans
was now going to be huge and impossible to hide.
Calvin was leaving some money on the bar, and she attempted to get up, and almost fell
to the floor before he grabbed her.
"Relax Irene, I've got you honey."
"But my pants..."
"Fuck it, ain't nobody gonna say a word, or they will have to deal with me."
As Calvin helped her out of the bar, she noticed several black guys with big smiles on
their faces. She figured 'they must know that he is taking her home to fu.... OMG...
that he is taking her home to FUCK her.' And at that point she didn't care anymore.
A fleeting thought went through her mind that 'she would be on tomorrows news cast as
another woman found in a field in THAT part of town...'. but then she found herself
getting into his car, and she didn't even worry that hers might get stolen. All that
went through her mind was tonight she was not gonna be needing that cucumber, and so
what if his cock was black.... HEY IT WAS A FUCKING COCK.'
She noticed it was one of the Motels on Silver Beach Rd, that she knew was probably
all black, but hey... Calvin had said he would protect her, so as they were walking
up to the second floor and several other black guys were saying hi to Calvin, she knew
that now everyone would know she would be having 'A' black cock tonight.
It wasn't much of a struggle getting her tee off, but the wet jeans had proven to be
a bit of a pain in the ass, till Calvin had helped her pulling it off of her legs.
Irene had fallen back on the bed, and she could hear him struggling with his cloths,
till she looked up and saw a naked Calvin... a naked Calvin, with a huge fucking
cock on him.
For a second she thought it might be too big, but then she had remember some of the
bigger cucumbers she had tried, and a smile crossed her face.
"Ahhh, I think someone likes what they see." he said, as he spread her dangling legs
and leaned forward and carefully put the head of his cock against her west pussy.
"You wanna do the honors, so it won't be called you know what...."
She wrapped her finger just behind his cock head and rubbed the head fiercely over
her cunts lips, and across the nub that was now coming out like a little cock.
She looked up into his eyes as he leaned forward, and her a****listic feelings took
over.
"FUCK ME... and don't worry about the baby... I NEED IT HARD!"
Calvin shoved two inches in and she expelled some air, as she looked deep into his
dark eyes, and he saw that this was not some frail pregnant white woman, but a pregnant
white woman in HEAT.
Her feet came up off of the floor and attempted to encircle his ass, but her belly
was proving to be a problem...
"Hold still baby..."
He picked her up gently by her back and scooted her forward so she was completely
on the bed, all the time keeping those two inched in her.
As he leaned in again, he surprised her by bringing his big thick lips to hers, and
pushed his thick tongue into her mouth...
The action blew her mind, and her arms and legs went around his powerful black body,
as he sunk nearly three quarters of his cock into her cunt.
"Sorry..." he mumbled, but she looked at him again, and she said...
"Listen carefully Calvin... you ain't gonna hurt the baby, but I want to be fucked
hard.... I mean REALLY HARD... I haven't had a cock in me for many months now, and
I fucking NEED IT..... you understand?"
A grin spread across his face as he bottomed out in her, giving her all 9 inches of
his rock hard cock, and he noticed she didn't even flinch when he did it.
When she felt his pubes push up against hers, Irene let loose with a bunch of profanity,
that amounted to what a whore would be saying to get her customer off...
"Oh fuck.... yes, that's it.... gimme, dammit it feels so good...."
As her feet ended up pointing at the ceiling, Calvin grabbed her by the cheeks of
her ass, and started to pile drive the white bitch... He had a few other white woman,
but this was his first pregnant one, and she was like a fucking a****l, she was so wild.
When her mound started to turn a little red from the pounding he was giving her, she
grabbed him by his curly hair, and started licking his face, like she was trying to
gobble up all his perspiration.
Calvin felt his stomach tense up, and he knew he was gonna pour his guts out into this
pregnant bitch, so he dropped his head down to her ear and he shouted if it was okay
to cum in her.
"FUCK YES..."
So he released almost a weeks pent up cum, while looking in her eyes, trying to gauge
how she was taking it when his cock started to flood her womb with his precious cum.
"OH FUCK... give me all of it.... PLEASE!"
After three powerful releases, he rolled off of her, and noticed that she was still trying
to keep him from pulling out.
"I can't..." he softly said.
"Will you be able to get hard again tonight?"
"Yeah... but you gotta give me some time...."
She looked at him, as he was trying to catch his breath, and she blurted out.... "I've
gotta have it again tonight.... hell as many times as you can get it hard!"
A smile crossed his face when she said that, and the smile turned to a leer as he
reached for the phone beside the bed.
He punched up a number, and the walls were so thin, that Irene swore that the phone in
the next room was ringing.
"Yea it's me.... fuck you, I know we were loud, but I couldn't help it. Listen, get
your ass over here...."
About the time that Calvin had gotten off the bed to unlock the door, there was a knock
and another black guy came into the room, wearing only his Jockey shorts.
"Are you k**ding? she fair game?"
Calvin nodded and got out of the way as the new guy was dropping his shorts, and getting
on the bed. Calvin quickly looked out the door and nodded yes at a couple of black guys
who were standing a few doors down, smoking some weed.
Calvin made sure the door was not locked, as he looked back to where Irene was, again on
her back, legs up in the air, and grunting as the new black guy was fucking her like she
was the first white woman he had ever had.
There came a knock on the door, but Calvin just shouted that it was open, as he went next
to the bed and started offering his softening cock for Irene to suck.
She was now so lost in her sexual state, that her eyes were open, but showed a completely
blank stare, as Calvin tried to push his cock into her throat. She knew there were more
people coming into the room, so as her ass was being pulled up and the second black guy
started to unload in her, out of the corner of her eye she notice two more guys were
naked and jacking off furiously, wanting to get hard, so they could fuck her next.
"Hey Calvin, we need protection for her, or what?"
He looked down at Irene and noticed her shaking her head no....
"She's already pregnant man, and I think if we treat her right, she will be coming back
for a long long time...."
As she felt the second man cum in her, Irene knew she now belonged on this side of town.
She also knew that after her husbands baby was delivered, she would be giving it to some
agency for adoption, while she would be anticipating her next baby to be black.....
It had been devastating when she had found the note that he no longer found her
desirable, and that his secretary thought that he was the greatest thing since sliced
bread.
Her parents were on her side of course, but they had not liked her husband, and had
tried everything to stop their marriage. But Irene was a late bloomer as far as sex
was concerned, and after her first fucking from her husband, she had turned into
a wild woman when in bed.
It hadn't taken long for her to have her first morning sicknesses, when she realized
that she needed to take one of those pregnancy tests from the d**g store. She had
gone back and bought a second test strip, when the first one said she was pregnant,
but the second one said the same thing.
After she had told her husband, he seemed to lose interest in wanting to make love at
all, so in a few short months it had gone from a couple of times a week, to once
every few weeks. When she started showing, it seemed he never wanted to touch her
anymore, and Irene was getting increasingly frustrated.
One day she relieved her frustration when she started diddling herself, and she got
that crazy feeling of wanting a cock in her, so in the kitchen she grabbed a banana,
and after washing it off she proceeded to fuck herself with the banana. The masturbation
had lasted a good 10 minutes, and she had her first orgasm since her husband had last
did her. That afternoon, she used two more bananas, and had multiple orgasms. That
was when it started sinking in that she didn't need the quick wham bam thank you mam
fucks that her husband had been giving her.
Irene started seeing that other men would be looking at her at the grocery store when
she went shopping. There had been that one time when in a hurry to get dressed, she
had pulled on a pair of her old jeans, which barely came over her hips, and the tee
she put on over her bra was tight enough that it showed her pronounced tummy. She
saw herself in the mirror, and was going to change cause she felt like she looked like
a 16 yr old slut, but said 'fuck it' and went to the store.
It had been an older guy who had followed her around the different store isles, until
it struck her that the old geezer was probably wanting to see a young chick who had
a pronounced preggy belly, and all of a sudden she got wet down below knowing that
someone found her desirable again.
Soon, she looked forward to going to the Publix grocery store, just so she could show
off her puffy little belly, and she started throwing caution to the wind by not wearing
her bra anymore. She had started to put the bra on, when she examined her breasts and
noticed that they seemed to be just a little more puffy than previous, and also her
aureola's seemed to be a little larger and she noticed some small bumps in them.
Of course when she threw the bra down and pulled the tee on, the darkness of her aureola's
became more pronounced, and seeing it her nipples hardened just a little bit.
'You slut' she said to herself as she grabbed her purse and with a big grin on her
face she went to Publix to get some food, and also to show off a little. It had been
just before she pulled into one of the check out lanes, that the guy was sporting a
woody, and she felt herself getting wet again, just knowing that she was still
desirable.
Of course she had bought a cucumber at the fresh produce, that had struck her as
resembling like a large cock, so no sooner had she unpacked, and locked the doors,
than she had washed the cucumber and was laying on her bed slowing inserting it.
Inch by inch it had risen her excitement level, until her wetness had made the
cucumber slide in easier. As she was doing that, her memory went back to the old
guy at the store, and she started fucking herself harder and harder, till she had her
first overblown orgasm.
Irene had walked around the house doing her cleaning with a glow on her face and
a satisfied feeling down below. In fact she had several times stopped to pull her
slacks down and just lightly frig herself.
When he came home that evening, she had noticed that again he was not interested in
her, and it seemed like his lips were a little redder than usual.... 'the motherfucker
evidently had been kissing his slut at work', so she went to bed early and frigged
herself to a quickie orgasm before he had come to bed and rolled over so he could
snore.
Now, the son of a bitch had left her the note and packed up his belonging, leaving her
the message 'the fucking bills are now yours, you cunt!'
Mom and Dad of course were upset when she had told them, but Daddy had put her mind
somewhat at ease, by telling her not to worry about the house payments, as he would
straighten that out.... whatever that meant.
Two days later she got a call from her husband, with him yelling and screaming at her
that 'FINE, YOU GOT YOUR WAY... I'll pay the fucking bills, but I hope you rot in hell!'
Her tummy was now well and pronounced, and she found that she was starting to leak from
her breasts, so she had to change her blouses or tee's more often during the day. It
also seemed to her that the trusty cucumbers she was buying every week were not as
satisfying as before.
Irene had been despondent for most of the day, when she had gone to bed at 5 that
evening, and could not sleep or get comfortable. She thought about going to Publix
to show off, but even that didn't seem to turn her on. She kept saying to herself
that she needed a real cock, but she knew that was not going to happen, so she threw on
a clean tee and her trusty old jeans, and went for a ride....
The longer she rode around, the longer she got more frustrated, and found herself driving
with one hand on the wheel, and the other between her spread legs. It didn't take long
for her jeans to end up feeling wet down there, and it was not releasing her pent up
emotions, when she noticed a bar and said to herself 'fuck it', and pulled in.
The moment she walked through the door, she felt that something wasn't quite right about
this place, but it wasn't till she sat down at that bar that it hit her that this must
be a bar in the black part of town.
Riviera Beach had several of these, and as she started to get up to leave the bartender
was asking her what she wanted, so she ordered a 7 & 7 and rested her butt back on the
bar stool.
"Can I buy you a drink purty lady?" asked the deep voice.
She looked over and saw the guy park his ass on the stool next to her, and her heart
froze for a second.
She had seen enough bad stories about woman being abused in this part of town, but then
the bartender brought her the drink, and the black guy ordered her another.
"No... uhm, I just stopped in for a quick drink, and I gotta leave..."
"It's okay honey... I'm not here to bother you, in fact if you feel uncomfortable, I'll
just leave."
She knew this could get ugly if she didn't choose her words carefully, so she put on her
best face and smiled at him, and said she was sorry for the rude remark.
He had told her his name is Calvin, and no he didn't own Calvin Kleins, at which point
she laughed, and the ice had been broken.
The second 7 & 7 had disappeared so quickly, that when he ordered her another one, she
didn't protest. They were now more or less facing each other at the bar, and she was
feeling strange, that this black man no longer seemed threatening, and in fact had a
great smile, and even though his nose was kind of wide, his face was generally nice
looking.
She had looked down when he had squeezed her leg a little, but she no longer cared, cause
she was now having a good time, and even though sex was not at the front of their
conversation, there had been numerous comments about how great she looked, especially
with her wet tee.....
'OMG...' it was then that she realized her breasts were leaking, and when she looked
down, her aureola's were very pronounced under the wet spots on her tee..
"Oh, I'm sorry.... Oh shit... I better go home and chance my tee... I... I'm, uhm pregnant,
and for the last month or so I've been leaking from my breasts.'
He laughed and he squeezed her leg again and leaned a little closer to her and whispered to
her... "your wet down there also..."
It was then she realized that the the diddling she had been doing while driving around,
and now with this black guy flirting with her, that she was still feeling quite moist
down there.
"I... Uhmmm."
"Relax Irene, hell I think it is sexy that your so aroused."
"But I'm.... I'm pregnant."
"And VERY desirable!"
When Calvin had said that, her stomach knotted for a second, and she knew she wouldn't
be able to control the orgasm she was just going to have....
"Oh my God.... I.."
"What's wrong Irene?"
"I'm having...." she just couldn't bring herself to say it.
He leaned in so his face was just an inch from hers and he softly said "An Orgasm?"
She just nodded, and clamped her legs together when she felt it coming.
"Irene, I know I'm black, but I find you very desirable, and i wish you could see your
way clear of coming over to my house, and letting me make mad non-stop sex with you."
She heard the words, and her orgasm released, and she knew that the spot on her jeans
was now going to be huge and impossible to hide.
Calvin was leaving some money on the bar, and she attempted to get up, and almost fell
to the floor before he grabbed her.
"Relax Irene, I've got you honey."
"But my pants..."
"Fuck it, ain't nobody gonna say a word, or they will have to deal with me."
As Calvin helped her out of the bar, she noticed several black guys with big smiles on
their faces. She figured 'they must know that he is taking her home to fu.... OMG...
that he is taking her home to FUCK her.' And at that point she didn't care anymore.
A fleeting thought went through her mind that 'she would be on tomorrows news cast as
another woman found in a field in THAT part of town...'. but then she found herself
getting into his car, and she didn't even worry that hers might get stolen. All that
went through her mind was tonight she was not gonna be needing that cucumber, and so
what if his cock was black.... HEY IT WAS A FUCKING COCK.'
She noticed it was one of the Motels on Silver Beach Rd, that she knew was probably
all black, but hey... Calvin had said he would protect her, so as they were walking
up to the second floor and several other black guys were saying hi to Calvin, she knew
that now everyone would know she would be having 'A' black cock tonight.
It wasn't much of a struggle getting her tee off, but the wet jeans had proven to be
a bit of a pain in the ass, till Calvin had helped her pulling it off of her legs.
Irene had fallen back on the bed, and she could hear him struggling with his cloths,
till she looked up and saw a naked Calvin... a naked Calvin, with a huge fucking
cock on him.
For a second she thought it might be too big, but then she had remember some of the
bigger cucumbers she had tried, and a smile crossed her face.
"Ahhh, I think someone likes what they see." he said, as he spread her dangling legs
and leaned forward and carefully put the head of his cock against her west pussy.
"You wanna do the honors, so it won't be called you know what...."
She wrapped her finger just behind his cock head and rubbed the head fiercely over
her cunts lips, and across the nub that was now coming out like a little cock.
She looked up into his eyes as he leaned forward, and her a****listic feelings took
over.
"FUCK ME... and don't worry about the baby... I NEED IT HARD!"
Calvin shoved two inches in and she expelled some air, as she looked deep into his
dark eyes, and he saw that this was not some frail pregnant white woman, but a pregnant
white woman in HEAT.
Her feet came up off of the floor and attempted to encircle his ass, but her belly
was proving to be a problem...
"Hold still baby..."
He picked her up gently by her back and scooted her forward so she was completely
on the bed, all the time keeping those two inched in her.
As he leaned in again, he surprised her by bringing his big thick lips to hers, and
pushed his thick tongue into her mouth...
The action blew her mind, and her arms and legs went around his powerful black body,
as he sunk nearly three quarters of his cock into her cunt.
"Sorry..." he mumbled, but she looked at him again, and she said...
"Listen carefully Calvin... you ain't gonna hurt the baby, but I want to be fucked
hard.... I mean REALLY HARD... I haven't had a cock in me for many months now, and
I fucking NEED IT..... you understand?"
A grin spread across his face as he bottomed out in her, giving her all 9 inches of
his rock hard cock, and he noticed she didn't even flinch when he did it.
When she felt his pubes push up against hers, Irene let loose with a bunch of profanity,
that amounted to what a whore would be saying to get her customer off...
"Oh fuck.... yes, that's it.... gimme, dammit it feels so good...."
As her feet ended up pointing at the ceiling, Calvin grabbed her by the cheeks of
her ass, and started to pile drive the white bitch... He had a few other white woman,
but this was his first pregnant one, and she was like a fucking a****l, she was so wild.
When her mound started to turn a little red from the pounding he was giving her, she
grabbed him by his curly hair, and started licking his face, like she was trying to
gobble up all his perspiration.
Calvin felt his stomach tense up, and he knew he was gonna pour his guts out into this
pregnant bitch, so he dropped his head down to her ear and he shouted if it was okay
to cum in her.
"FUCK YES..."
So he released almost a weeks pent up cum, while looking in her eyes, trying to gauge
how she was taking it when his cock started to flood her womb with his precious cum.
"OH FUCK... give me all of it.... PLEASE!"
After three powerful releases, he rolled off of her, and noticed that she was still trying
to keep him from pulling out.
"I can't..." he softly said.
"Will you be able to get hard again tonight?"
"Yeah... but you gotta give me some time...."
She looked at him, as he was trying to catch his breath, and she blurted out.... "I've
gotta have it again tonight.... hell as many times as you can get it hard!"
A smile crossed his face when she said that, and the smile turned to a leer as he
reached for the phone beside the bed.
He punched up a number, and the walls were so thin, that Irene swore that the phone in
the next room was ringing.
"Yea it's me.... fuck you, I know we were loud, but I couldn't help it. Listen, get
your ass over here...."
About the time that Calvin had gotten off the bed to unlock the door, there was a knock
and another black guy came into the room, wearing only his Jockey shorts.
"Are you k**ding? she fair game?"
Calvin nodded and got out of the way as the new guy was dropping his shorts, and getting
on the bed. Calvin quickly looked out the door and nodded yes at a couple of black guys
who were standing a few doors down, smoking some weed.
Calvin made sure the door was not locked, as he looked back to where Irene was, again on
her back, legs up in the air, and grunting as the new black guy was fucking her like she
was the first white woman he had ever had.
There came a knock on the door, but Calvin just shouted that it was open, as he went next
to the bed and started offering his softening cock for Irene to suck.
She was now so lost in her sexual state, that her eyes were open, but showed a completely
blank stare, as Calvin tried to push his cock into her throat. She knew there were more
people coming into the room, so as her ass was being pulled up and the second black guy
started to unload in her, out of the corner of her eye she notice two more guys were
naked and jacking off furiously, wanting to get hard, so they could fuck her next.
"Hey Calvin, we need protection for her, or what?"
He looked down at Irene and noticed her shaking her head no....
"She's already pregnant man, and I think if we treat her right, she will be coming back
for a long long time...."
As she felt the second man cum in her, Irene knew she now belonged on this side of town.
She also knew that after her husbands baby was delivered, she would be giving it to some
agency for adoption, while she would be anticipating her next baby to be black.....
5 years ago
Max
I will be smiling tomorrow as I drive by Silver Beach Rd
Thanks for the story