Pet Project

Continuation of post by Coyote from *****
(chapter 3)

Pet stood in front of the mirror admiring her form. "Not
bad! Not bad at all," she thought to herself as she
fought off the last bit of the sleepiness with her
second cup of coffee. It had been several weeks since
she and Kat first sucked off each other's husbands, but
it seemed like an eternity. So much had happened since
then, including her period, but now she was in her prime
time and ovulating. Rick had been gone since Wednesday
of the previous week, and now, one week later, Pet was
hornier than she had ever been. She was planning a
special welcome for Rick on Friday, one that was sure to
be spent in bed. Their love life had taken on a new
sense of adventure, as if a door had been opened and
beyond was a fantasy world of unknown delights.

Eager to explore a seemingly endless world of sexual
fantasy and pleasure, Pet's attitude toward life had
changed. She flew out of bed in the morning with
boundless energy and exploding sexual drive. Rick was
ecstatic with the change in her, and encouraged her
wickedness. Pet and her friend spent every day planning,
scheming and writing fantasy stories that the two
created using themselves as the main characters. Not
only did the stories she wrote sell very well, but the
added income allowed them to spend the extra on play
toys, videos, and even on family memberships to the
nudist association.

After that fateful afternoon when they decided to risk
finding out just how far their husbands might go, the
two had arranged several follow-on meetings for the
couples. Each dinner party was spent mostly in the nude,
and the enormous sexual electricity proved unstoppable
as trading spouses was always on the menu. The women had
provided full details of their trips to the nudist
resort, and, although Rick was unable to go because of
travel, John did accompany the pair on one occasion and
loved it. There was a new openness shared by all that
was evidenced by the changes in language and topics of
conversation. Pet would openly comment on the subtle
differences between John and Rick's cocks, even daring
to speculate on what other men's cocks would be like.
Kat joined in the fantasy until the two women had the
men wound up tighter than bow strings just from talking.
On the other hand, Rick would tease right back with
descriptions of taste and wetness differences between
Kat and Pet's pussies. John would join in by tendering
his opinion, even playfully fingering Pet while he
spoke.

The result was always the same as they wound up having
great oral sex in their mutual company. However, that's
all they managed, since the thought of actually fucking
each other's spouse was still untried. Oh, it wasn't
that they hadn't talked about it. Indeed, that topic of
conversation was teasingly tossed around at every dinner
date, and was even seriously considered in private
between the two women. In fact, it became their next
serious bet when Pet had teased Kat about who could make
each other's husband come quicker with their blow jobs.

The men didn't know that they were the subjects of a
competition when the two wives attacked them. Starting
with a "one, two, three, GO!" the two jumped the other's
husbands and went to work. The men were startled by the
voracity of the mouths on their cocks, but they didn't
complain. Pet and Kat worked their heads off to win the
prize of being the first to work their tails off. Some
extra tongue action and deep throating was more than
Rick could take, and he exploded with an unusually large
load into Kat's awaiting mouth. She took three good
blasts before pulling away and opening her mouth to show
Pet and John her gooey prize. The mere sight of Rick's
cum on Kat's tongue was more than John could take, and
he blasted into Pet's throat with solid shots of his
own. However, before the third pulse, Kat had already
swallowed her creamy prize, and was reveling in the
thought that she had won the right to fuck Rick before
Pet would be allowed to fuck John.

It really didn't matter who won because the two women
had already made up their minds that they were willing
to take the next step. The fun was in the planning and
scheming of just how to choreograph the scene. It all
had to be just right, and the mood had to be intense.
They had argued about whether to do it when each other
was present and could watch, or to arrange a private
meeting when the partners could conduct their infidelity
alone. Each scenario had its pluses and minuses.
However, one thing was for sure, the stories that Pet
submitted to the publishers had every conceivable script
written out for the two wives' consideration, and they
were wild with excitement.

It was a constant, but welcome challenge for the two
women to continually come up with new story themes and
twists. They were really getting into their work, taking
on pen names for anonymity that allowed them entire
freedom of thought. No one would know where these
terribly nasty thoughts originated, no one, that is,
except each other and their husbands. They tried to
shock each other with new fantasies, testing the
material on themselves before daring to release their
scripts to the men. They were very cautious of what they
were willing to reveal about their thoughts, and treaded
on eggshells before getting up enough guts to open
another aspect of personal wickedness.

On one occasion, while searching their minds for nastier
material, Pet slipped, "Kat, do you every think about
that guy we met at the resort?"

"You mean the one in the band?" Kat responded.

"Yeah. The one with the big schlong."

"He was black, Pet," Kat said dismissing the thought.

"That's what I was getting at.... a big black schlong."

"Oh, Pet! You can't be serious!" Kat said slyly.

Pet had an evil look on her face as she hoped to get
Kat's juices stirred, "Serious as a heart attack. In
fact, I've been thinking about how it would feel to be
stretched by a thick black dick like that. I mean, being
a blonde housewife and all. Wouldn't that be absolutely
the ultimate?"

Kat's flushed face gave Pet the victory she was seeking.
She had caught Kat off guard, and was well aware that if
she kept pushing the story line, her friend would come
around. And come around she did, but there was still
something mysterious about the way Kat responded.
Something that Pet couldn't quite pinpoint.

"Well, now that you mention it, what white girl hasn't
thought of that. I just didn't think that it ever
crossed your mind, but, since you broke the ice, I have
given it a nasty thought or two. Geez, Pet, I don't know
if I want to go there. Everything we've put in our
stories so far we've tried acting, and...."

"Yeah, but wouldn't it be a trip?"

"God, you have a nasty mind. And one I happen to love,
but first I'm going to claim my prize as soon as your
Rick gets home, then we can talk about new horizons. I
can see it now, my good friend Pet Bonner sneaking
around on her husband, getting her afternoon delights
with a big black cock. Pet, do you really think you'd
like getting screwed by a black guy?" Kat asked
seriously.

Pet started to sweat as she said, "It's just a fantasy,
Kat. And, you know what's the embarrassing part?" She
moved closer to her friend as if not to be over heard.
"Part of the fantasy is about being controlled....you
know, being.....forced into it."

Kat was playing with her now, getting the answers she
was seeking, "Girl, you've got one sick mind! I'm just
glad you share it with me. But seriously, I know a few
women who have tried it, and they say that they're
hooked. They not only get a rush from the contrast, but
they say it's the stretching. They say a black dick gets
so fat when it swells that it's almost like having a
baby without the pain."

"Really? You know someone who has a black lover?" asked
Pet excitedly. "Does their husband know?"

Kat answered, "Yeah, really. I shouldn't be telling you
this, but several women have confided in me that they
have a couple of guys that service them on a regular
basis. And what's funny is that their husbands encourage
it. They enjoy jacking off while either watching their
wives getting fucked by these guys, or they get off
hearing about their wives secret meetings while they're
at work. Some even make the arrangements for their wives
to go out on dates with their lovers, then pick them up
afterwards after they'd been freshly fucked."

"God, Kat, and I thought I was the only one who even
dreamed this stuff. This is great material for some
stories." Then Pet got a devilish look on her face, "You
know that I like to try out what I put in my stories,
but I can't imagine taking the first step. I'm sitting
here getting soaked just imagining Rick wanting to watch
me like that. I don't know if I'd love him or hate him
for it...no, actually I do know..." Pet bit her lip and
said, "I'd love him for it."

They laughed and agreed to first things first. Kat had
won the bet, and she did get first crack at full-blown
infidelity, but Pet's mind wasn't stopping with John.
She knew to herself that it was only a step on their
long journey. She just didn't know how far, and in which
direction that journey would lead, but she was going
along for the ride because it felt good there in first
class.
~~
Pet liked the image she saw in the mirror, and she liked
the effect her new life was having on her mind and body.
She was convinced that the two went hand in hand, and
that the results in the reflection were a sign that life
was extremely good. The weeks of nude sunbathing and
tips to the resort yielded a smooth flawless tan from
head to toe. Not a white line broke the continuity of
brown, not even on her well-formed nipples or her smooth
hairless pussy. Both she and Kat found that they
attracted extra attention by keeping their pussies
shaved, and they loved catching people staring at their
most private possessions. Pet's pussy was particularly
fascinating, since having several c***dren, the spread
between her thighs was at least two full fingers of
space. She stood with an open invitation to the treasure
of moist inner lips and protruding clitoris, which often
gave away her true feelings by becoming as stiff as a
miniature penis. The audacity of standing in front of a
strange man dangling her hard clit from a bare snatch
was a game that sent chills coursing through her body,
and kept her charged with wicked excitement. She was
becoming bolder and bolder, not only thinking of wilder
things that could happen in her life, but also secretly
wishing they would come true ****************.

Pet was becoming wet just thinking about the
possibilities, as she prepared to shower down before her
friend arrived for their daily chat and fantasy session.
She left the door unlocked for Kat as she did every day,
and, just before closing the shower door, she heard the
front door close.

"I won't be a minute, Kat," Pet shouted toward the
living room. "I got the pictures developed from
Saturday, and they're on the counter. Join you in a
flash." There was no answer, but it didn't register as
Pet's mind was on other things. She got into the shower
and proceeded to lose herself in the warm soapy water.

Ten minutes later, Pet was blow-dried, made up, and
ready to meet Kat for another day of writing and girl
scheming. By now it was automatic for Kat to come in,
disrobe, and wait for Pet on the patio with a cup of
coffee. Pet never bothered to dress, spending most of
the time nude, especially when Rick was out of town, and
today was typical. She strolled down the hall, stopping
in the kitchen to pour herself a cup as she always did
then proceeded to the patio.

"I was thinking about starting on our black theme...."
Pet said absent mindedly as she slid the screen half
open before stopping in her tracks. The huge black man
sitting at the table under the umbrella had been
shuffling through the photos before turning to meet
Pet's gaze.

"Pretty hot pictures you got here," the man said with a
broad smile, his white teeth contrasting with his jet-
black skin. Pet froze as her cup shattered on the floor.
As the man rose from the chair, his frame stretched to
over six feet. Pet could only look up for a split
second, then, remembering that she was stark naked in
front of the intruder, she began to back up only to have
another large black man stop her progress from behind.
She turned in fright, totally in shock and trying
desperately to hide her body from the piercing eyes of
the two black men.

"Ooooooweeeee! I do believe we hit the jackpot," said
the man between her and the door. "Wait till Darden sees
what we found."

"What.... oh, God..... what...." Pet's voice cracked in
hysteria.

"What are we doing here? Is that what you want to say?"
said the first man who was now approaching her.

"Ye..yess" she managed.

"Come on now, Missy. You look like an intelligent, if
not well built woman," said the man dressed in an orange
jump suit. He approached Pet who was cowering and trying
to cover three spots with only two hands. "I'll give you
ten seconds to get a clue," he continued.

Pet immediately focused on the orange jump suits, and
quickly surmised that they were prisoners from a work
detail near the state prison. "Ok, so you're from the
prison," she said quivering.

"Very good! What else do you see?"

Pet's voice was shaking uncontrollably, even though she
tried desperately to conceal her fright. "Well, you
don't appear to be armed and dangerous..."

"Hey, Carl, you hear that? We're not considered armed
and dangerous," the second man said as he came forward
on the patio.

Carl approached Pet, and with slow but strong deliberate
hands moved her small delicate arms to her sides leaving
her totally exposed in front of them. Her body broke out
in a profuse sweat to match the overall electric shock
coursing from head to toe. All she could do was stare
from her green eyes, knowing that the two black men
didn't have to undress her, she was already nude.

"Depends on your point of view, Josh. Dangerous?
Perhaps. Armed? Well, in this case, I'd say definitely,"
said Carl as he made obvious his motion to massage his
nuts.

Josh picked up on the obvious, and started toward Pet as
he began unzipping his jumpsuit. "You know, Carl, I'll
just bet little missy here can find us some decent
clothes to wear instead of this trash. But first, I got
something that needs immediate attention. And, what luck
to find such a sweet white thing to give us just what we
need. Don't you think?"

Pet's eyes went wild as Josh's jumpsuit cleared his hips
on the way to the ground. He never liked wearing
underwear, and his large black fuck stick sprang free,
already on its way to full mast. Pet couldn't believe
its size, a good ten inches without a doubt. But when
Carl followed suit and disrobed on the way to her body,
his black bat jutted out farther than Josh's, obviously
making him the alpha male.

By the time the men reached Pet, she could only manage
short rapid breadths, and her body shook when she
mustered enough to ask the obvious, "Wha...what are you
going to do?" It sounded like a lame movie script, but
it elicited the response that she knew was coming.

"Do?" Carl laughed as he got in her face and reached
down to insert a finger in her bare, but embarrassingly
sopping slit. "We're both going to fuck our first piece
of white blond housewife we've had in years. Then, when
we're done, we're going to turn you over, and...."

"No!" she screamed almost silently, crying profusely at
the words. "Please don't, you'll get me pregnant."

"Oooo......now, there's a thought," said Josh who was
roughly squeezing her right breast and fingering her
nipple. "I know all white women think of having a black
baby, and we're just going to satisfy both our needs at
the same time. You drain my balls in your sweet white
cunt, and I let you keep all that black baby seed as a
souvenir."

"No.... please don't," she cried though flowing tears.
"I'm ovulating...my k**s.....my husband....my
friends..." she pleaded not to be taken, but her flowing
juice betrayed her. Her pussy was almost gushing at the
realization that her dirtiest thoughts might literally
cum true. She could only close her eyes and let her
voice trail off as Carl bent down and sucked in her left
nipple. It hardened like steel, matching the other, and
her breathing became deeper as she went into shock. Josh
lifted her easily, and carried her to the bedroom where
the king size bed was left unmade.

A soft mattress, sweet smelling sheets and black virgin
white housewife was all the two men needed. She was
thrown on the bed, and was immediately set upon by the
two blacks. Their skin was extremely black, not brown
like so many others, and that gave the trio extra
contrast. Josh knelt at Pet's head, took her by the
hair, and commanded, "Now suck this black tool, bitch.
Use that tongue on my pee hole and make sure you get
that shaft all the way down that blond throat!" Pet
could only comply with the best she had, knowing that
she could deep throat both Rick and John, but never
testing her skills on anything larger. "Be good, bitch,
and you may get some extra favors," Josh softened his
tone.

The moment that the bulbous black head hit her lips she
felt a shock go through her body, but it was different
than she expected. It was shock of excitement that she
was actually sucking on a black man's cock. Half of her
dirtiest imaginable thoughts were happening as she ran
her tongue around the head, flicking his pee slit, then
engulfing the shaft. Pet grabbed the base of the black
dick that was now stiff as a light pole, and began
giving head in earnest. At the same time, she felt her
legs being spread, and a warm extremely wet sensation
overwhelm her pussy as Carl began feasting on her
flowing vaginal lips.

"As long as I'm going to be ****d, I'm going to make the
most of it," she thought to herself. "I'll show these
black fuckers what a white woman can do!" And, she
started to turn the tables. Pet ran her tongue up and
down the shaft she was holding, only changing motions to
lick the peach size black ball sack that held the supply
of sperm that was meant for her. "Oh, my God," she
thought again, "I'm actually doing it. I actually have a
black man's dick in my mouth! Mmmmm...." Her mind
betrayed her as she enjoyed the wicked sensation of
interracial taboo. Instead of fighting it, Pet knew that
this was her chance to experience what was pounding in
her brain for the last few weeks. Her first black
experience was happening now, and she could either make
it horrible or enormously exciting. She chose the later,
but didn't want to let on to her excitement. This time,
it wasn't her mind that betrayed her, it was her pussy.

"Damnation, woman! You've got to be the wettest white
bitch I ever ate. You getting turned on white slut?"
Carl's words were muffled as he lapped up Pet's juice.
Pet, hearing Carl's words could only moan loudly around
Josh's cock stuffing her mouth. For the third time, she
was betrayed by her feelings, and her responsive groan
was a dead give away that she was more than excited, she
was losing herself. Pet moaned her u*********s approval
partly because of Carl's tongue action on her clit, but
also because she liked the way he was calling her a
white slut and referring to her wet slit. The language
turned her on, and the more she was forced, the more she
responded, and soon found herself sucking the black fuck
stick in her throat like it was the best thing in her
life. At the moment, it was, so she went at it with a
vengeance, running her tongue up and down the shaft,
flicking Josh's pee hole at the end before she made
small sucking motions on just the tip. Pet didn't ignore
his balls, which hung like tantalizing furry peaches.
Mouthing each one in sequence, she sucked gently while
holding his cock base tight. Without thinking, Pet even
stretched to flick her tongue in the man's ass, driving
him to the brink of climax, and wondering who was r****g
whom.

Carl had backed off to watch the spectacle, as Pet
turned to get a better angle on Josh's black meat. In
moments she had him on his back, his prick slopping wet
from saliva, and going down on the baby maker with
enthusiasm. It was far sooner than each of them expected
when Josh's balls tightened, his dick went rock hard,
and he began to gush. Pet was caught by surprise at the
force of the first blast, and the amount of semen
flowing into her mouth felt like she was sucking a can
of whipped cream. The spunk kept flowing, and she
swallowed for all she was worth, but kept as much in her
mouth as she dared. Pet wanted to taste the black cum,
and wanted to savor the whore food she was drinking. She
was quite surprised at the volume of sperm she was being
fed, not to mention the taste. A strange sweetness
pervaded her taste buds, a sweetness that she couldn't
decide was natural, or because of the lewdness of her
act. She didn't really care as she calmed down realizing
that she had just given the best blowjob of her life to
a black man.

Pet turned her head, brushing away her blond bangs just
in time to see Carl standing close by, stroking his
massive hard on. She leaned forward and took Carl's
member into her mouth, savoring the different taste, and
making sure that he was as rigid as her dreams had
imagined. Only a few deep-throated strokes were given
when she again surprised her assailants, and rolled over
on her back. Seductively drawing her knees up and wide
to the side, Pet squeezed her breasts as she locked eyes
with Carl. The invitation was complete and left no doubt
that the blonde housewife was ready to be black fucked.
She offered her body to the black skinned man as he
positioned himself between her legs. Pet watched from
behind wild eyes, realizing that in moment she would
feel the hard stiffness of forbidden sex penetrate her
white body. In reality, she couldn't wait to be
stretched, but the good news was that she didn't have to
wait. Carl's black dick was pushing more than eleven
inches in length by now and the excitement of entering a
white woman was stretching his dark skin almost to
breaking.

The black hand holding the huge bat brought it close and
ran the bulbous head up and down Pet's gushing wet slit.
The feeling was electric, sending shivers over her body.
Making sure that his dick was adequately lubed from her
pussy juices, Carl placed his cock head in the dead
center of her pussy, just inside the first set of lips.
He placed his hands on either side of Pet, under her
legs, and lowered himself surprisingly slow as the
penetration began. Pet had expected him to plunge hard
on the first stroke, but instead, he allowed his sausage
to sink into her depths, slowly pushing her vaginal
walls wider and wider. The feeling was deliberate, and
it was unbelievable. Pet closed her eyes saying, "Yes!
Oh, God, yes!" She didn't wait for Carl to hit bottom as
she thrust her baby hole up to capture more and more of
the dark meat. It was seconds before the black tube hit
her cervix, and Carl held it in that position, driving
Pet out her mind. She felt stuffed like she had never
been before in her life, and only like she imagined in
her dreams. Her whole body shook, not being able to
control herself with desire as she put her hands around
Carl's ass cheeks and drew them toward her.

Pet was almost crying when Carl started. Without
warning, twelve strong powerful thrusts rammed her hole
with almost a foot of black dick, burning the walls as
they stretched on every stroke, and bumping her cervix
like a jackhammer. Pain was mixed with ecstasy, v******e
with passion, fright with wild abandon. Pet lost all
control and consciousness, no longer caring if she was
torn apart, but only frenzied with wanting to be split
in two, to have that black monster open the door to her
womb, to.... to be.....to be impregnated! All she could
think of was black sperm, black babies and torrid sex.
Her eyes were wide, not with fright, but in bold wanton
lust as she watched her tender white snatch being
invaded by a very black penis. She could only think of
herself as the white housewife wanting to be fucked by a
powerful black man who wanted to make a baby in her. He
was in total control of her body and mind, thrusting
violently as deep as he could, not caring if she tore or
not, but only caring about his self-satisfaction. Pet
was being used, being ****d hard, being impregnated with
black sperm, and she loved it. The depraved act consumed
her every fiber, and she bucked hard against his
thrusts, opening her clean crack to the attack of the
black monster.

The wide head on the end of the shaft finally made mince
meat of Pet's pussy, and, by her invitation and total
abandon, opened her completely. Her screams would have
been heard throughout the neighborhood if any one had
been home. The sharp terror was echoed in shrill volume
as Carl's cock head forced open Pet's cervical door to
her womb. The intense pleasure/pain wracked her body as
she threw her head from side to side, not knowing what
hit her, then realizing that there would be no
protection for her eggs. The popping sensation could
almost be heard as the head went back and forth through
her cervix into her womb, then, finally swelling to
unbelievable proportion, Pet felt the first pulse of
fresh hot semen splash inside her. Carl shook violently
as did she when pulse after pulse of sperm gushed from
his balls, covering her baby eggs with black seed. Her
insides were on fire knowing that she was helpless, and
every fiber in her body tensed with white heat as she
couldn't believe her own body turning against her by
thrusting upward. Pet clawed at the black ass in her
hands, and buried her blonde head against the sweaty
black body of the man impregnating her. Her only desire
was for more, more semen, more black seed now that the
act had been done. She wasn't disappointed as the milky
fluid continued to flow inside her. Squirt after squirt
blasted her from the inside, yanking her own body up and
down the climax mountain like a yo-yo. Pet pulled, and
Carl pushed. The black man poured forth, and Pet sucked
in to receive. Their mutual orgasm lasted longer than
either could remember, locked together, speared by a
black lance, and burned by wild fire.

It was several minutes before Pet and Carl spoke, and it
was Pet who surprised everyone by first saying, "Shit!
That was fucking unbelievable!" She couldn't believe the
words came from her mouth, and the three didn't know who
was more in shock as they rolled apart.

"Never.... never in my life have I been fucked like
that!" Pet continued to pour forth. "Where the fuck have
you been all this time, and what the fuck just happened
to me?!" She was a changed woman speaking in tongues
that she had only written before.

Still breathing hard, Carl pawed Pet's tit while he
managed, "Now I remember why it was all worth prison
time!"

"Tell me about why you were there," Pet said dreamily as
she lay on her back, staring at the ceiling, holding
Carl's softening black snake in one hand and fingering
her dripping snatch with the other.

Josh spoke, "It wasn't for prostitution. That was just a
charge, lady, a plea bargain. We were in business with a
partner who had very special clients, white women who
wanted black sexing. Some just wanted to be fucked, but
the real business was baby making. The "clients"
couldn't seem to get themselves pregnant with their
husbands, and we just killed two birds with one stone.
They would pay us to knock them up in any scenario they
chose. Some sessions were sophisticated like a date,
some private, some like a party. Some women wanted to
live the **** fantasy, figuring that if they were going
to be knocked up, they might as well enjoy the scene."

"You're k**ding, right?" Pet said in fascination.

"No k**ding," Carl continued. "Like Josh said, we were
just doing something that we liked and were good
at....fucking white women, housewives and the like. Our
partner had a real fancy business going, a very special
service. He called it the Ebony Club, and it all worked
on referrals. Like we said, it was a place where the
women went if they just wanted sex for sex sake, or if
they really wanted to get knocked up because they wanted
a baby, and they didn't care what color it was."

"So, what was so wrong with that?" Pet asked.

"Well, it started getting kinkier than that. Wives would
drag along their husbands to rub their noses into the
fact that they were getting it from their black lovers,
and some men encouraged their wives to go so they could
watch them getting fucked by a nice long black dick."
Pet moaned at the thought, and tugged on Carl's meaty
dick, producing a smile from both men. "The club would
charge the husbands to watch, just to cover expenses,
and got to offering some special services like video
taping the action, and role playing in special
requests."

"Like what requests?" Pet asked, full knowing what was
coming.

"Like **** scenes and stuff like that. Hell, we got all
sorts of kinky stuff to do, straight ****s, anal ****s,
even breaking the cherries of some of the daughters
while the parents got off watching and recording the
event. Those I really liked! Shit, I got my nuts off
faster on that than anything else. And the parents! They
blew their wads and minds during the whole scene.
Problem is, that's when it went too far."

"What do you mean?"

"The **** scenes and forced sex thing was great, and
often we played the whole thing with the women kicking
and screaming, but loving every minute of it from the
time they drove up pretending to be k**napped. It was
the one time that the husband brought his wife in to get
impregnated, and wanted the full **** scene. Man, we
played that to the hilt, kicking screaming, tying her
down, r****g her cunt, r****g her ass, the whole scene.
We went at it with about six or eight brothers all
night, and filled a full eight-hour tape. She was great,
white, fair skinned, blonde, and very much like you, and
playing along like she was really being fucked up. Only,
that was the problem. She really was being fucked up.
Her husband caught her cheating on him, and to punish
her, he arranged for the whole thing. Paid well too. We
were really r****g her, and we didn't even know it. We
taped the whole thing, which was exactly what she used
to get us prosecuted. Her husband kept her hidden away
for five months making sure she was pregnant and too far
along for an abortion. That's when he set her loose to
fend for herself, only she turned right around and took
everyone to the cleaners instead of being ashamed."

"So......?"

"So, she had a nice black baby girl, and her revenge at
the same time." Josh laughed. "Yeah, we all got sent to
prison, including her husband, and the best part was we
were all in the same cell block. Boy is he tight!" This
time they all laughed.
~~
As the cookie part of their Oreo combination sat in the
kitchen, Pet fixed breakfast. Nobody had bothered to
dress, and they were talking more freely now. The men
stood very close to Pet, taking liberty to feel her body
as she moved, and even casually rub their cocks against
her. The phone interrupted their conversation, and Pet
was ordered to answer it, but not to show any sign of
anything wrong. To get his point across, Carl shoved two
fingers into her pussy and his thumb up her ass to
assure she complied.

"H..Hello?" Pet managed as the pleasure/pain sensation
coursed through her.

"Pet? This is Kat. Sorry I didn't call you earlier, but
we had a situation here at work and I was called in at
the spur of the moment."

"What kind of situation?" Pet managed as she stared at
the two blacks fingering her bald snatch.

"A few inmates walked away from a work detail late
yesterday, and haven't been found. I was called in to
retrieve their files and brief the search teams. Geez,
Pet, would you believe that these guys were in for
prostitution?"

"I can imagine," said Pet giving her black lovers a
knowing look.

"Anyway, I can't come over today, but I'll try to make
it tomorrow. Hey, girl, keep your doors locked. The
profiles on these guys say that did some pretty nasty
stuff to white women."

"You don't say," teased Pet.

Kat snapped back, "Now cut that out. Lord, Pet, if I
didn't know you better, I'd think you rather fancy the
idea of being ****d by these guys. Wasn't that a fantasy
of yours? Having sex with a black man, or men?"

Pet found it hard to contain herself as she responded,
"Mmmmm.....well, yeah. The more I think about it, the
more I know we're going to have to talk some more about
that. Actually, it worked out okay, cause it looks like
I'm going to be tied up for most of the day anyway." It
was beginning to excite her to be honest with her
friend, and her words made the fingers in her pussy
wiggle all the more. What she didn't know was that Kat
felt a similar tingle at the word game.

"Okay then. Talk to you later, and enjoy your day," Kat
finished. Pet thought to herself as they hung up just
how much of the truth had just been spoken without Kat
knowing what was going on. When Carl extracted his
sopping fingers, Pet felt disappointed, but knew for a
fact that she would be refilled many times that day.

Pet explained her relationship with Kat as she went back
to preparing something to eat. As she did, she inquired
about the men's records, and what Kat had told her. Carl
and Josh opened up to Pet, and she seemed genuinely
interested in their story, so much, in fact that, as she
passed out the plates and sat down to join them, she
inquired, "Where are you guys going from here?"

"We don't know as yet. One thing's for sure, we got to
lay low for now, then find someplace to get lost without
making waves until we become low priority on the
recovery list. Why? You got any suggestions?"

"Well, as a matter of fact I do," she said as she took a
bite of eggs. The glass table in the kitchen afforded
Pet a perfect view of the men's huge black cock meat,
and she had to concentrate to keep her eyes from giving
her away. "My husband isn't due home for two more days,
and I know that you're not in the business of repeat
offenses. So, I propose a trade."

"Go on."

"You stay here for the next two days, and I won't tell
anyone about your whereabouts. Fair enough?" Pet didn't
come right out and say what she was thinking, and maybe
she didn't realize what kind of door she just opened,
but she felt flushed.

"Sounds like a plan, but we need insurance."

"What kind of insurance?" asked Pet.

"Something that guarantees you won't change your mind.
Something that's going to ruin your life if you even
think of turning us in just because that little white
ass of yours can't take it."

"I....I can't think...." Pet was stammering, trying to
help, but not wanting to destroy her options. Her
thoughts were broken when Josh looked over her shoulder,
got up and retrieved a picture from the bookcase.

"These yours?" he said as he displayed the picture of
Pet's family. It was a album photo dated recently,
showing Pet, Rick, their grown k**s, parents, brothers,
sisters and the like. Quite a good looking group, and
all very close.

"Yes, why?" she asked.

"You got a camera? Maybe a video camera too?" said Josh.

"Well, yeah. We have both. You want to take my cameras?"
Pet said not understanding.

"We don't want to take your cameras, we want to use
them." What Pet heard next made her heart plunge. A
horrific fantasy was made into words as the black man
spelled out her worst nightmare in detail.

"You're going to get serviced, and you're going to show
your appreciation for black meat. You're going to make
love to these cocks and beg us to fill your pussy, your
ass, and your mouth full of black seed. You're going to
do it for the cameras, and you're going to be convincing
about it. Then you're going to be the one to get the
pictures developed with multiple sets, and you're going
to make sure the store knows your face and name. Next,
you're going to write the letters to your family
confessing your indiscretions and addiction to black
sexing, and you're going to fill the envelopes with the
letters, pictures and video, and address them. That's
going to be our security. If the slightest word leaks
out about us, there's going to be a mass mailing, and
your k**s, even your mother will see you begging for
your white body to be fucked by black dick."

Pet's body went numb with the threat and realization of
what she had gotten herself into. A moment's
indiscretion had just led to a potential lifetime of
complete ruin. A cold sweat broke out over her bare
skin, and she knew that she had lost the game that she
had created. She was no longer in control, but was under
the men's control. However, a strange feeling of passion
still burned deep inside, and the feeling of being
controlled, being these black men's white whore
overshadowed any thought of turning back.

Carl and Josh were secretly amazed when Pet lowered her
eyes and said, "I'll do my best. You won't have anything
to worry about, just don't let my family know."

Carl spoke, "Like Josh said, that'll depend on your
performance. Now, what about after that? What are you
going to do for us after that?"

Pet lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and felt the
cum leak from her bare pussy onto the chair as she said,
"I know of a place where you'll be safe. It's a beach
house."

(chapter 4)

"Hello, my name is Pet Bonner, and I want to let you in
on a little secret. You see, I'm addicted to black cock.
I've been servicing my black lovers and their friends
for some time now, and I'm committed to pleasing them in
every way imaginable. Here's just a sample of what we do
in private." Those were the first words spoken by Pet
when the video camera flicked to life. She was standing
in her living room, dressed in heels and a negligee,
with the two black men seated behind her on the couch.
She made the introductory remarks just as she was told,
and she even put some feeling into it on the third try.
The first two half-hearted attempts were met with a
tongue lashing, and threats to drag her through every
bad neighborhood in the county until she was too used up
to walk. Pet finally got the message and put her heart
and soul into it, actually believing in her own words
and turning on to the feeling of being used.

Her two lovers got up and stood on either side of her as
she reached down to hold their dicks in each hand. As
she did, the men unbuttoned her thin veil cover, and let
the sheer gown fall to the floor, leaving Pet standing
naked except for her heels. The full frontal shot of the
blonde housewife being flanked by her black studs was a
true Oreo delight, and she spread legged stance gave the
black probing hands better access to her pussy. Black
fingers plunged into her bare hairless pussy, spreading
the pink lips like butterfly wings, and allowing the
camera to see inside her wetness. Pet didn't need any
artificial lubricant, since she was flowing naturally
from the stimulation and awareness that her life
depended on a vibrant sexual performance. She knew that
she would continue to be ****d, but this time she had to
show her pure lust and wanton slutiness for black meat.

The camera was set on a tripod, and was angled to
capture Pet as she bent over at the waste to suck first
one, then the other black stick. She did so without
releasing her grip on either dick, and she alternated
between the slabs of black meat. At one time, she was
turned around so that the camera got a good shot of
Pet's pussy surrounded by her ass. The men assaulted her
with their fingers, probing deeply into her slick pussy
and massaging her cervical button to loosen her up for
their total invasion.

When the position had served its purpose, Pet turned to
concentrate on one dick at a time, Josh's first. She
attacked it like a lollipop, and did a right proper job
of hardening the huge black dong. She took her time in
working over the knob and entire shaft with her tongue,
making a good show of handling the rock hard gland and
dr****g ball sack. Pet displayed the hard shaft that was
slick from her saliva, licking up and down the length,
plunging as much as she could down her throat, then
backing off and making a scene of how she inserted her
tongue into the pee slit. She held that position to make
sure that her licking the pre cum from Josh's hole was
clearly visible.

Carl did a little directing of the action to ensure that
Pet's personal video lived up to the image of white
girl/ black man forbidden territory. They wanted her to
have a special record of a classy gang bang with all the
trimmings, not just a run of the mill home video of the
normal slam bam action. As instructed, the man was
treated to prime ball licking treatment, as Pet turned
him around, and curled her tongue around his black nut
sack. As she was forced to mouth the dark globes, she
stroked his cock meat until it dripped pre cum into her
free hand. The previously timid white housewife was
eagerly eating out the ass of her black lover for the
video, recording her dirty acts for anyone who might get
access to the tape. More than any other act, this
repulsed Pet to the core, even though the men were
completely washed and clean. It was an act that made her
sick at the thought, but served it's momentary purpose
to strip her of any remaining self worth. The man
couldn't hold off, and announced that he was going to
cum. Pet was instructed to lie on her back and open her
mouth as the man straddled her chest. It took both her
small white hands, pumping the big black tool to bring
him to climax. Her expert manipulations produced a huge
gusher of semen that she aimed directly onto her tongue,
over her nose and generally flooding around her open
mouth. Carl zoomed in to capture the streams of sperm as
the black cock spewed forth its gobs of cum. When a nice
pool of jism had collected on Pet's tongue, she held it
for a moment in display for the camera, then curled her
tongue inside to swallow the prize. After she did, she
proceeded to use the cock to smear the remaining semen
over her face, into her eyes and up to her hair. Almost
without warning, a big hand took hold of her hair and
pulled her head backwards. "Open up," came the command
from Carl who was frantically jerking his rod. Pet
complied, and was soon rewarded with another hot load of
fresh white cream, as it plopped over her delicate
facial features and, again, into her awaiting mouth. The
lens captured the scene of the white girl kneeling in
position as the big buck pumped his sperm over her face.
The two men were pleased with their new acquisition, and
it showed on their faces as they exchanged approving
smiles. Now this was a shot she could be proud of in her
private video. The scene ended with Pet scr****g the
sperm from her face with her finger, and feeding it to
herself.

"Okay, that's enough for now," said Carl as he gave the
signal to cut the cameras. After an hour break that
included drinks and some impromptu script development by
Pet, Carl said, "Time to get this lady laid. Pet, hop on
over to the sacrificial altar."

Josh and Carl guided Pet to a part of the cushioned room
that had a soft over stuffed chair where she sat with
her legs nicely spread as if she were in stirrups in a
doctor's office. As she fitted her legs over the chair's
arms, her tight bald pussy became nicely exposed, and
her puffy vaginal lips parted slightly like an
invitation for invasion. The cameras started rolling
again, and caught Pet's instruction to let her fucking
begin.

Josh turned to the camera to talk to the viewer, "Now
you see Pet as an innocent white housewife, but believe
me, her flavor is sweet black cherry. Anyone hungry?" He
smiled and turned to watch the second deflowering of the
Pet's interracial cherry.

Carl positioned himself kneeling at the entrance to
Pet's pink chamber. Her pussy was slightly parted, and
was glistening profusely with feminine wetness. Josh
knelt at Pet's head, spreading his knees to the side and
literally rubbing his bulging black dick on Pet's head
as he stroked her shoulders and tits. Carl slapped Pet's
pussy several times with his instrument, then guided the
bulbous head to its target. He held the black cock as it
slowly slipped inside the white girl, then withdrew to
show it covered in slime. Then again it disappeared in
Pet's slit, this time up to the balls as the no longer
virgin girl moaned with pleasure. Carl held Pet's knees
to the side as he started to pump her body with his
tool. The camera was getting superb shots of Pet's
snatch getting stretched to the limits by the thick
meat, and her moans of pleasure clearly showed that she
was enjoying her role as a white slut. Her protruding
clitoris stood out like a stiff little finger in her
bald baby snatch, and was pushed around by Carl's
massive tool while he pounded her pubic bone. The pain
she was feeling was no match for the pleasure of being
totally stuffed with black meat. She took it all,
thrusting up to meet his downward strokes, shoving as
much of the dark gland into her baby chute as possible.

"Fuck me, fuck me you black bastard," were the cries Pet
emitted as she was pounded. Josh chimed in with
instructions of, "That's it, fuck the bitch! Ooh, yeah,
push it deeper. Make sure she feels her cervix stretch."

Pet made sure that the camera caught her words, as she
spoke, "Are your balls ready? Are they full of all that
good baby making sperm? C'mon, work it up. Build up that
load and squirt it deep inside me. Give me all the hot
black baby seed you have." It was Pet that wanted to
spend the next two days getting black sexed, so who
better than she to verbalize for the video?

When Carl couldn't hold off any longer, his big balls
contracted, and he shoved his cock in as far as it could
go. It had to be splitting Pet's cervical opening as he
began to buck in climax. As Pet felt the hot black sperm
flood her cavity, she cried out in her own climax,
shuttering wildly and pulling on Carl's black ass with
both hands. "Fill me, fill me....yeah, that's it, ooh, I
can feel its heat. Fill me up!" she cried as he pumped
his seed into her body. I couldn't tell which was
hotter, the video camera, or Pet's slit, as they got an
incredible close up of Pet's vaginal area being
stretched with pulsating black meat. She was no longer a
white meat virgin, and was, at least temporarily, a
fresh new convert to black sexing. While it had started
out as fantasy, it had developed into more of trip to
fantasy island for the white woman who wanted to be
degraded by, and stuffed with black cock.

As the men's newest crony, Pet lay in a dream world, on
her back, legs spread, and pussy stretched as the sperm
poured into her womb. She had done it. She had been
fucked by a black man, and it was only the beginning.
Now that she was initiated, her moans of uncertainty
changed to those of desire, of wanting to be taken and
defiled. Her hands stroked the black skinned back that
hovered over her small white body, wandering over
glistening shoulders, down the sides and exploring the
muscular butt that drove the seed deep inside her.

The cameras were turned off as they regrouped for the
next scene. Pet lay there with a smile, happily
conversing with the two blacks, and basking in the kudos
heaped upon her in their enthusiasm. She carried on her
casual conversation as she lay with legs splayed to her
sides, still impaled on the black snake that pulsed
occasionally in her opening. It all seemed as normal as
dining out, but Pet seemed to relish the trophy between
her legs, not wanting to let it slip from her pussy as
she gloated in excitement. As taboo as it was, it was
done tastefully, and with as much feeling as the moment
deserved. After all, a white woman's black cherry is
only lost once, and to record it for posterity is an
opportunity only a handful of women will ever
experience. Best of all, the experience was far from
over.

Pet knew that Rick typically didn't call her the day
before returning, and, since he was due home late the
next night, she free to engage in the wildest most
unimaginable sexual escapade of her life without being
disturbed, and that's exactly what happened. The mixed
trio fucked in every conceivable position, displaying
Pet in lewd and grotesque images where she seemed
literally split open to be flooded with black semen. The
blacks took her at will, insisting that she include her
asshole as an available orifice into which they dripped
their semen, but oddly enough never actually penetrated.
They only stopped long enough to eat and drink as the
orgy continued all day and into the night. The video
camera had been moved from the living room, to the
bedroom, and on to the patio where Pet frolicked with
her men before being fucked at pool side by them both.

The stamina of the men was amazing, and it was no wonder
that they had been so successful in their previous
profession of stud masters. From Pet's count, she must
have consumed at least 25 loads from the two of them
before passing out. The videotape had long since run out
of time, but her gang bang continued. Pet took time out
to cook a fine nude meal for them, all the time her
pussy leaking the sperm that had been deposited in her.
When no one could continue, they fell helplessly asleep
together on the king size bed. The men continued to
grope her body u*********sly until late the next
morning.

Pet awoke thinking that she was dreaming when she heard
the doorbell, then she panicked.

"Oh my God! Oh my God," was all she could muster as she
heard Kat calling her from the front door.

"Make your excuses, or you're toast. Remember that we've
got insurance," said Carl as he tossed her a bath towel.

Pet quickly wrapped the towel around her cum encrusted
body, fluffed her hair as best she could, then made her
way to the door. She was only intending to open it a
crack when Kat pushed it open and made her way in.

Kat was dressed for work, and seemed on a schedule as
she spoke, "Hi, Pet. I expected you to be up by now.
Something wrong?" She notice Pet trying to cover her
usually naked body.

Pet stammered trying to think clearly, "No....no,
everything is ok. I was just getting ready for my
shower. I mean, I must have overslept.....I mean, I did
over sleep." She was fishing desperately for words much
to Kat's amusement.

"Listen, I just wanted to drop by to tell you that I've
got to go into work again today, and that those inmates
haven't been found yet. Keep your doors locked, honey. I
don't want you getting hurt all alone here."

"Oh, I'll be alright," Pet responded. "I was meaning to
call you anyway, cause I have to see my publisher today,
so I won't be around."

"Your publisher? Is Trisha coming all the way here from
Tampa? I'd like to see her if you think....."

"No! I mean, she's not coming here.... We're going to
meet somewhere else. At the beach house." Pet was really
nervous. She had only met her publisher once, and it
just so happened that Kat was with her at the time.
Trisha had brought along her second in charge, Sandy who
was an energetic and pleasant college grad. They all
exchanged names and numbers including Kat, who seemed to
hit it off quite well with Trisha and Sandy. Pet thought
that it was a plausible excuse, since the popularity of
her stories had skyrocketed, and she seemed to have
become the publisher's new golden c***d.

"How fun! You said they were pushing for some wilder and
raunchier material, so I'm dying to find out what's on
their minds. Wish I could join you, but maybe some other
time." Kat was playing with Pet now, and as she diverted
her eyes to make it obvious she was looking at Pet's
body, she continued, "Girl, I didn't know you exercised
so early, but I suppose if your going to travel all that
way you'd better get an early start. By the look of it
your still sweating, so I'll let you go and hit the
shower."

Pet was flushed at the encounter. It was that feminine
intuition that warned her of Kat's suspicions, but she
dismissed it, hoping that she had been successful in her
excuses. "Thanks, Kat. We'll get together this weekend,
and hopefully you can collect on your bet," she said
trying to divert her friends attention.

As Kat was leaving, she turned suddenly, pointed at
Pet's legs, and said, "Oh, you better take care of that
dry skin. It looks rather red, and..... actually, it
looks a little crusty." Kat could hardly contain herself
as she turned and walked to her car.

Pet closed the door, heat beating wildly, terrified that
she had been discovered. She turned to go back into the
bedroom, and was caught before she hit the floor as she
collapsed from fear and exhaustion. The big black arms
carried her to the couch where she regained
consciousness. Before long, she was sipping coffee and
orange juice, coming back to life.

"I think she suspects something," Pet managed.

"Does it matter?" Carl said as he sat with his hand on
her thigh, and looking deep into her eyes.

Pet looked back, hesitated for awhile, then answered,
"Why do I want to say no?"
~~
Pet had gotten very little sleep, since she was in
charge of continuously changing tapes, making as many
copies of her love session as possible from their store
of blanks. Each time she cued the machine to ensure that
the copy was being made, she got the same introduction
and first few minutes of her black sexing. The more she
watched, the more she was turned on, and slithering back
to bed between her lovers kept her constantly excited.
After breakfast, Pet was made to address oversized
envelopes to everyone in her family picture, and write a
personal note confessing and exposing her secret life
involving black sexing.

Rick's clothes barely fit Josh and Carl, so they managed
until they could stop along the way and stock up on
something more suitable. They were safe in the company
of Pet, but, at the same time, the trio was quite a
topic of conversation with two black men e*****ing a
blonde lady who picked out clothes for them both as if
she were their communal wife. Of course, she paid for
the purchase via credit card, and got extra cash back
for emergencies. The most shocking part of the
experience was their stop at he discount superstore
where Pet dropped off the rolls of 35mm film to be
developed while they shopped. About an hour later, she
went to retrieve her pictures, six copies from two rolls
of film. The black lady at the counter looked at the
young white girl who did the developing and printing,
and gave Pet a thorough looking over with her black
companions. They knew full well that they should report
any pornographic material, but the content was so
blatant and unusual that they decided to take advantage
instead.

"That's seven copies each for a total of $127.47" the
attendant told Pet.

Pet responded sheepishly, "I asked for six copies, not
seven."

"Oh we know," said the grinning black girl as she again
looked back to the assistant who was now staring at Pet.
"We took the liberty of making another copy for
ourselves. You know this should be reported, and we
should keep this film, but considering that it's for
some brothers, we were sure that if we didn't say
anything, you would want us to enjoy your party
pictures. Isn't that right?" she said to the men behind
Pet.

"Absolutely, sister. You go ahead and make as many
copies as you want. Our lover here likes it when she
shows off to some one who's interested." Josh said. Pet
was poked from behind and quickly agreed, even offering
to supply more if they wanted. She couldn't believe that
she said that, and quickly offered her credit card to
end the purchase. Now she had been exposed in public,
and there were pictures floating around to prove it. Pet
just hoped that since the store was far enough away from
their home, the pictures wouldn't reach Rick or any of
their friends, and would only be used for personal
interests.

After stocking up on groceries and liquor, the three
finally arrived at the beach house. The place was fairly
isolated from any neighbors by rows of bushes, and a
fair distance between properties. Privacy was part of
the reason that Rick and Pet fell in love with the
place, and it was turning out that their recent nude
escapades were well accommodated if they used reasonable
caution. Fortune had it that one neighbor had their
property for sale, and had already moved, and the other
neighbors were either not using their beach houses, or
were too old to see (much less bother with) their
neighbors. The men had total privacy, a phone, and
plenty of provisions.

Josh and Carl made sure that Pet set them up properly,
and completed stuffing the envelopes with copies of the
pictures. Pet was made to sort them out and select what
poses would be sent to each family member. Of course,
the men passed judgement on her selections, then sealed
the packages. Pet then completed her chores of preparing
their first meal and setting the timer for later that
evening. Unfortunately, she had to make the trip home,
but before she did, she was required to service the men
until they were satisfied. Pet was stripped and force
fed black meat for the rest of the afternoon. By now she
knew enough to let go and try to enjoy the experience,
so she did her best to relax and be her sexiest. She was
face fucked by both the men, this time with some force,
and she learned what it was to have a thick black cock
forced down her throat past the point of gagging. She
relaxed her muscles, and allowed the black meat to glide
in and out of her saliva coated esophagus, letting the
cum filled black balls slap against her chin or nose as
the position dictated. The man not getting the blow job
continued to snap away with the camera, compiling frame
after frame of Pet's sexing session. When each had
emptied into her stomach, they took a break before going
at her again, this time stretching her bare snatch with
their baby makers. Pet was learning to take the big
sticks, fighting off the pain until it turned into
lustful pleasure, then bucking back to feel their ball
sacks slap against her ass. The men made sure that Pet
was full of black semen, taunting her with the images of
getting her pregnant with black sperm. The words only
fueled her fire as the men knew they would, and she
responded to her training marvelously. They could
definitely see the makings of a valuable white slut, and
Pet did all she could to encourage their expectation.

"We want you back here on Tuesday for another session.
You'll be permitted to go home on Wednesday evening. Is
that clear?" said Carl before she left.

"I...I'll try my best, but I can't stay overnight."

Carl boomed back at her, "You slut! You'll be here as
told, and every half hour that you're late past 10am on
Tuesday, one package will be mailed. Is it clear now?"

Pet was stunned at the words, and could only answer yes.
Fear coursed though her as she realized that she was
deeper and deeper into trouble, but could see no way
out. She could only comply in her attempts not to have
her life ruined. Until she figured out some escape, or
until the men made their escape permanent, she would
have to be their white whore, their housewife concubine
and submit to being fucked and stretched at their
command.

"Oh, and one more thing. Have a complete story written
about your introduction to black sexing just as you
experienced it, and make it make it convincing. Make it
such that any one reading it will want to know where
they can get some of the same action."

Pet was ordered to keep the semen in her pussy, and not
attempt to clean it out unless her husband was the one
to do the honors. They convinced her that they would
find out if she didn't obey, and her mind was weak
enough to believe it. The men took her panties for
laughs, leaving her with the risk of meeting Rick when
she arrived home, smelling of sex, and with an uncovered
pussy full of sperm.

As she drove home, she desperately sought ways of hiding
her secret from Rick. Maybe the excuse of new interest
from her publisher would give her the excuse to return
on Tuesday as she new she must. How to keep all this
from Kat? That was another thing. Kat was acting
strange, almost....well, no matter. She definitely had
to figure something out there. What about Rick? How
would she hide the fact that her pussy was so stretched
out of shape, and what if he felt the spunk in her when
she got home? Their was the bet, and she could take him
over to Kat and John's place to get him fucked as soon
as she could get him back out the door, but, then, what
about John? He would certainly want to fuck Pet, and he
would feel her looseness. What to do, what to do, her
mind was racing. Maybe she would do all the above. Maybe
it was time to sidetrack Rick with that new boat. Yeah,
that's it! A new toy to keep him happy, in fact, with
Kat, that would make two new toys. Perfect!

Her plan was in place, and for a moment she settle back
in satisfaction. Oddly enough, her mind turned to her
stories, and she began writing in her head, only this
time the words weren't just racy, they were down right
explicitly erotic. "Pornographic theatre of the mind,"
she thought as she drove on creating chapter upon
chapter of new material. There was new passion in Pet's
life and career.

(chapter 5)

Pet had no sooner gotten in the door when the phone
rang, and was pleased to hear Kat's voice on the other
end. Kat was upset having to tell Pet that John was
feeling under the weather with a slightly twisted back
that usually healed quickly, but was too sore to feel in
a cheery enough mood for company. Kat was bemoaning the
fact that she felt particularly horny too, and that she
was looking forward to an enjoyable weekend, but
now.....

Pet, on the other hand, was ecstatic with the news.
"Kat, dear, sometimes life deals you a short hand, and
that's what friends are for. It just so happens that I
had plans for this evening that included you and John
coming over for dinner. At least that would get your
mind off of things."

"Thanks for the offer, but when John gets this way, he
really doesn't want to move for a day or two, so we'll
have to decline."

Even better, Pet thought as she said, "Nonsense! You
tell that lazy hubby of yours to at least come over for
drinks and a light meal, or he'll never get another blow
job from me again. Besides, if he's still feeling puny
afterwards, he can go home on a full stomach." Kat
agreed to the suggestion, wanting to avoid playing nurse
to a grumpy old man.

Pet raced like mad to prepare a makeshift meal, choosing
steaks for the barbeque and a quick salad. She barely
had time wash her face when Rick drove into the driveway
and bounced into the house full of piss and vinegar. He
seemed recharged and energetic, something quite
different from his normal business trips when he would
return home moaning and groaning about his usual mundane
week.

"Wow! You look absolutely great!" he said as he
literally picked Pet off the floor in an embrace.
Kissing first her mouth, then her neck, his hands seemed
to be all over her, probing and feeling her body as if
trying to discover something new or different.

"Whoa, cowboy! What got into you?" Pet laughed, enjoying
the treatment. "Where's that old road warrior that drags
himself back to the cave?"

"Oh, that guy. I kicked him out on the side of the road,
and said good riddance to an old habit. Now, I want to
hear all about your week for a change. What new and
exciting things did my little nasty minded love slave
dream up for her stories? Moby's been lonely." He placed
Pet's hand over his crotch to feel his hard on, as she
felt exposed. She loved the new Rick, and didn't want to
destroy the mood. Heaven knows, this was too good to be
true, but didn't exactly fit with her plans. If only
Rick knew what her new story line would be, she thought,
he probably would have a premature ejaculation right
then and there.

Just about the time Rick had managed to push Pet's top
over her head and cover a tit with his mouth, Kat and
John let themselves in the front door, catching the two
love birds in the act. Pet was understandably relieved.

"Don't let us stop you two. Go right ahead with what you
were doing, and we'll just make ourselves at home," Kat
said as she helped a slow moving John to the sofa. The
couple had dressed casually as they always did when
visiting Pet and Rick, making it easier to disrobe and
get comfortable. Pet broke the embrace to greet their
friends, and Kat immediately removed her own top to
share in the couples' usual dress for dinner, nude.

"Looks like I need to go and clean up a bit," said Rick,
with an ever so slight tone of disappointment. He
quickly kissed Pet, and while passing Kat, gave her a
slap on her butt as she bent over to remove her shorts.
All is going well so far thought Pet who observed the
exchange. Pet got naked as they usually did, then
offered to help John. However, with a polite show of
pain, John opted to refrain from any more movement, and
requested a whiskey sedative instead of her personal
attention. The women made sure that John was settled,
then proceeded to prepare dinner and drinks for
themselves. It wasn't long before Rick returned to the
group, butt naked as the women, and sporting a semi
boner. Kat was pleased to see Rick's reaction that she
was sure was for her, Pet was just as happy that the two
were obviously in the same mood. Drinks went quickly,
followed by dinner served in the family room to
accommodate John.
"So, what have you two been scheming for new material
this week?" asked Rick, which was really quite out of
character for Rick, since he supposedly never read Pet's
stories.

Pet hesitated, but Kat spoke right up, "Actually, Pet
could probably make some pretty hot stories from what
happened here this week. Two convicts walked away from a
work detail, and haven't been found yet. I had to spend
extra time at work, and never actually had time for the
last two days to discuss it. What do you think, Pet?"

Pet was prepared for this, since she had already given
it a lot of thought. "Funny you should mention it, but
I'd been working with that, and came up with a really
bizarre story of a housewife alone at home, when she
gets surprised by the escapees who crept into her house.
She'd just stepped from the shower, and was caught naked
in front of them."

Rick didn't even look sideways as he responded, "Geez,
that's pretty good. So, what happens next?"

"Oh, I imagine it's the normal stuff, but the two take
her into the bedroom and force her to have sex with them
in every which way. First they make her suck them off,
which results in her taking two enormous loads down her
throat, seeing as they had a lot stored up from prison
and all. Then they take turns r****g her until she's
begging for more. They actually turn the little white
housewife into quite a slut for their black cocks as
they keep forcing more and more of their meat into her.
She begs not to make her pregnant, but her feelings
betray her, and she starts bucking her hips up to stuff
more of their black dicks into her tight white pussy.
All this time they're taking pictures of her and telling
her that they're going to show her family the pictures
if she doesn't keep quiet, and they just keep fucking
her and filming her until she's so full of cum that she
can't stand. She actually winds up wanting more and more
of their huge black dicks, and devises a plan to hide
them away until the situation cools off. She's so taken
up by all this that she can't seem to keep her mind or
hands off of them. She sucks and fucks them for the next
two days, as they keep all her holes filled with black
semen, even her asshole, which she never had violated
before. But, like I said, she just loses control and
offers every available hole to the men. They keep her
naked, and take her at will, first one then the other,
threatening her with exposure, filling her mouth and
taking pictures, filling her cunt and taking pictures,
filling her ass and taking pictures. The just keep
fucking and fucking and fucking and...."

Pet was talking a mile a minute, her heart pounding,
face flushed, and seemingly in a world of her own when
Rick broke in, "and she never before had a black man?
And she really got off on not only being ****d, but
being taken by black men? Her ultimate taboo? And that
she might even accidentally get pregnant?"

"Yeah, yeah! But, she didn't care by then. The feeling
was too powerful, too intense, and she just kept closing
her eyes in a sort of dream land. She was getting her
pussy stretched by black meat....long, thick, throbbing
black meat. She was feeling her insides get filled with
hot white sperm from their black balls. She could just
feel their seed being gushed into her womb, and it was
incredible. She lost complete control, secretly wanting
to be controlled by them, to be their sex slave. She
wanted to be shown off as their white housewife slut sex
slave who craved the juice from their black
balls...sucking their cocks and balls, licking their
assholes, doing things she never did before and wanting
more. She needed their sperm, their semen, their hot
baby juice, their....."

Pet was rambling on fast and furious, her eyes half
shut, sweat streaming down her face and breasts as she
told her wild tale as if, as if she had lived it
herself. She stopped suddenly and froze when she
realized the other three were staring at her as if
watching a show. Rick had his hand between Kat's thighs,
and Kat was gripping Rick's rock hard cock. Even though
John was half asleep from the combination of muscle
relaxants and alcohol, he was nursing a stiff dick
through his warm-up pants. Pet panicked and knew that
she must have gotten quite animated in front of her
husband and friends, and stopped suddenly, not knowing
how to continue or stop her story. However, her audience
was getting off on her unbridled enthusiasm, smiling at
each other, then back at Pet.

"Pet, that is going to be spectacular!" voiced Kat with
a huge grin on her face.

"My God! I think I'm going to have to start reading more
of your stories, Honey. I didn't have any idea that you
had such a wonderfully wicked mind. It's no wonder that
your publisher is so enthusiastic about you. I mean, the
way you tell it, you really put yourself into the exact
same situation and it seems that you imagine that it's
you going through it, so the feeling really comes
across," Rick encouraged her.

"Tell me two things," Rick asked.

"What's that?" Pet said half sheepishly and half proud
of her performance.

"Now, be honest. Wouldn't you really like to be the
housewife having that black meat stuffed in her?"

Pet went numb and flushed beet red, "Oh, I....I...." she
couldn't speak, caught off guard.

Kat jumped in, "Oh, come on, Pet you know you would,
you've been hinting about it for weeks. I just think
that Rick wants to watch if it ever happens. Isn't that
right, Rick?" Kat was toying with the conversation.

"Hinting about it? Pet, you didn't tell me about your
secret fantasy. Why, I'm shocked!" Rick said trying to
make a joke about it. "Tell me now, Honey, you would
want me to watch you, wouldn't you? I'd be curious to
know which kind you'd like best. Let's see, the long
thin one that pushes on...what's it called?...your
cervix? Or the short, but fatter one that stretches your
cunny? Of course, I suppose there's no such thing as a
short black dick, is there?" Rick said talking directly
to Pet, probing for an answer and watching her eyes for
a reaction.

Pet didn't have to look to know that her nipples were
stiff as pencil ends, and her pussy was flowing juice
that was leaving a noticeable stain on the towel covered
chair. All eyes were focused on her awaiting her reply,
but as she hastened to take a drink before saying
anything, her hand knocked over the wine glass,
splashing Chardonnay over the table and Kat's breasts.
Everyone except John raced to sop up the spilled liquid,
as the fortunate accident broke the train of
conversation. Pet and Kat raced to the kitchen for
towels, and while there, Kat had a chance to tease Pet
some more.

"You really told that story as if it happened to YOU,
girl. Man alive! You were really turning us on....and
yourself on too," said Kat, making a point of staring
directly at Pet's shaved pussy.

"Kat," said Pet hurriedly, "there's something we really
need to talk about. I think I've gotten myself into some
deep trouble with this."

"Trouble? I don't think so. I really mean it, you were
doing a terrific job of turning us on, and I can't wait
for your story to unfold. My gosh, your publisher would
be stunned. Stunned out of her gourd to get a story like
that. What a find! Girlfriend, do me a big favor,
please? I got all this wine on me, and no one to lick it
off. I mean, well, John needs to go home, and Rick and I
are so friggin turned on, well, I was just wondering
if....."

"Don't say another word," Pet said seizing the moment.
"Let me take John home and get him comfortable. I'm kind
of nervous anyway, and I'm sure that you and Rick will
find a way to get that wine off you. Besides, you did
win a bet as I recall, and, well, I......." She saw Kat
smirking as the she searched for the right words, and
threw a towel at her laughing, "screw you!"

"I was kind of hoping so! Make sure John is tucked in
nice and snug. Oh, and he might like a glass of warm
milk too," giggled Kat.

Walking confidently back into the family room, Pet
grabbed her clothes and ushered John to the door telling
Rick that she was going to take him home. At the same
time, Kat entered the room with the two towels for
cleanup.

"Here, let me help you with those," said Rick.

The last thing Pet saw as she closed the door behind her
was Kat smiling and winking at her, then pulling Rick's
face to her breasts to clean up the drying wine.
~~
John was trying his best to walk straight, and kept
profusely thanking Pet for rescuing him from a long
night of painful conversation. "....although, I was
fascinated by your attention to detail in the story,"
John said as he kept fading in and out. He fell into
bed, and Pet stripped his clothes off, leaving her with
an available cock and time to kill. She shed her clothes
and cuddled up next to him, thinking that the most he
would do is fade off to sleep as she fondled his
manhood. "Would you really like to do some black guys,
Pet?" he asked slurring his words.

Pet decided that this was too good to pass up, and got
bolder, thinking that John wouldn't remember a thing
anyway. "Of course I would, John. Can you imagine me, a
shapely blonde housewife sucking all that black dick? I
think I would like the part of Rick watching the most.
In fact, I think I'd really get off on you watching too,
while Rick was fucking Kat. What do you think of that?"

"Wha....What?" John responded softly.

"You know, I'd like to be put on exhibition and be
spread eagle with a nice fat black dick in my pussy, and
another one fucking my face while all of you enjoy the
show. Wouldn't it be great for Rick to have his wife
have some black masters? Gosh, the possibilities are
endless. Can you imagine me having a cunt full of black
seed right here and now?"

"Righ....he..now?" John said in a half stupor.

Pet thought this was getting fun, having John all to
herself, and being able to shove the truth right in his
face without him knowing it. "In his face without
knowing it?" she thought to herself. Hmmmm. Pet was
actually as turned on as Kat and Rick, but didn't dare
let any of them see or feel her cum filled pussy. She
decided to get off on John while he was barely awake,
and crawled on top of him, straddling his face with her
cunt, and lowering her head to suck his cock at the same
time. She settled into a nice sixty-nine and continued
her story, all the time rubbing her hairless pussy lips
over John's face and feeling his tongue probing her well
fucked hole. As she told her story in the most brutally
vivid terms, her pussy flowed, re-wetting sticky goo
that filled her earlier in the day. The more she
imagined her feeding the black sperm to John, the harder
she sucked on his cock, holding the base to gain every
ounce of stiffness she could extract. Pet murmured
details of feeling stretched and probed, of acting the
part of the white slut and loving it, and then finishing
by describing how she fantasized about being put on
display by her lovers, and spreading wide to show Rick
how she was being seeded with black sperm. Her own words
painted a picture so vivid that a surprise burst forth
into her mouth as John let loose a hot load of jism. The
sudden taste immediately brought back the taste of all
the semen she had been forced to swallow from the black
fuck tools, and she climaxed hard on John's face. Pet
doesn't exactly squirt, but produces enough female cum
to let her partner know, and this time it was mixed with
black man's spunk. John lapped up the mixture as she
squealed her delight, seeing stars from the intensity of
her orgasm. Sucking and coming at the same time, she
relived the last two days, blanking out everything
around her.

Pet and John lay together in silence for about an hour
before she slipped out of bed and into her clothes. She
was thinking of Rick and Kat, and thought that she had
given enough time for Kat to collect on her bet. In a
quiet voice, Pet whispered across the room to John, "You
were good, John. Even with a bad back." To her shock,
she heard him answer in a clear voice, "Sounds like you
were too." Again she flushed, wondering if she had just
given away her deepest secret, or if this was merely a
split moment of consciousness. She didn't dare to take
the chance of finding out, and slipped out the door and
down the street.

Pet slipped in the front door of her house, being extra
quiet on the chance she would come across something
interesting. Most of the dinner was left on the table,
obviously being abandon for more important things. It
wasn't hard to tell where the action was taking place,
as moans emanated from the master bedroom, and she
quietly made her way down the hall.

Curiosity overcame her now wet conscience, and an
immediate flood of suspicion pushed her into peeking
through the open doorway. Pet heard a familiar sound of
passion emerging from the king size bed, and, as she
rounded the corner, her heart pounded while she watched
Rick fucking Kat mercilessly on their marital bed. Her
legs were resting on his shoulders as he slid his rod in
and out of Kat's pussy. Pet stood unable to move at the
sight of her thrusting up to slap his balls against her
ass. Like a zombie she stood there in silent wonder at
the sight of her own husband balling her best friend.

Pet could hear the familiar moans of Rick's climax from
across the room, and she knew full well what he was
feeling at that moment. A few seconds later came the
groans from Kat as Rick let go a load deep inside her
woman hole. Although her heart sank in realizing that
Kat's vaginal tract was being spewed with pulse after
pulse of hot cum from her husband, she continued to
watch in fascination of the wondrous coupling. Her own
pussy had been the recipient of many hot loads in the
last two days, and it was only fair that Rick and Kat
could enjoy the same feelings. After all, she thought,
she had committed the ultimate act of adultery without
Rick's consent, and this was nothing to match her depth
of involvement in debauchery. Saving herself for a
wonderful life with Rick, she had gone overboard with
her new freedoms, and not only had gotten herself ****d,
but now was involved in protecting her black lovers, her
black masters.

Pet silently slipped back down the hallway, knowing that
this would be an all night affair. Upon returning to
John, she found him sound asleep, so she merely got
naked and slipped into bed beside him. Pressing her body
against his, she felt their mutual heat mingle, and
drifted off to much needed sleep as she thought of her
husband and best friend fucking their brains out.