Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.
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I was excited and really looking forward to the evening. My husband Mark drove us both to my favorite club. It's the place in our city where white chicks go to hook up with sexy black men.
I made sure I was ready for the evening. My dress was a very short black mini-skirt, high slutty heels and a tiny pink top, a little belly shirt, extra small and tight with no bra of course. It was easy to make out the outline of my nipple rings through the thin fabric.
We found James at the bar. He gave me his usual greeting, a long deep kiss as he slides a black hand up under my shirt and fondles a lily white breast. Only after that did he acknowledge Mark by shaking hands. I love the way he posses me right in front of my husband and anyone else who might be around.
James and I had a few drinks and danced. It had been a while since we had been together so it was great to dance with him and be seen as his woman.
Mark was content to stay at the table and take it all in. He loves to watch all the pretty white girls in scanty outfits dancing and flirting with large black men.
I was dancing very dirty, grinding myself against James every chance I got. I noticed a lot of the other black men watching me. My exhibitionist side has really come out since I've turned black. I love attracting the attention of sexy black men.
I was really enjoying myself and feeling pretty wild. Maybe it was the drinks, or perhaps it was because Mark was with us and I wanted to put on a show for him. Whatever the reason, I was feeling very sexy, and I was having fun working myself into a higher level of excitement.
After a bit we were back at the table with Mark taking a break. I was sitting on James lap kissing and licking him. I asked James, "would it be OK if I if I flirted and danced with some of the other niggers?"
"Of course Babe," he said, "as long as they're niggahs." He enjoys watching me with other men as much as my husband Mark does.
I made eye contact with a tall, cut looking young black guy standing at the bar. He promptly came over and asked if I wanted to dance.
With both my men for an audience, as well as the rest of the people in the club, I wanted to show what kind of girl I was. I started dancing real dirty from the start. Besides grinding, I caressed the quickly growing bulge in his pants. It wasn't long before I had him supper hard right there on the dance floor!
I also flashed my titties a couple of times. I had seen some other women do that at the club, and nobody seemed to mind.
I just pulled up my shirt and gave him a good look at my pierced nipples.
I also made sure he had a chance to get a good feel each time.
Of course, I was very popular, and had the chance to dance with quite a few black guys that night. I was definitely out of control, but it was so much fun flirting and dancing with sexy niggers like that.
By the time we left the club, I was supper horny. As soon as I hopped in James' car, I took off my top so he could play with my titties as he drove. I had his cock out and in my mouth before we were out of the parking lot. The whole drive to his house, I just lay in James' lap and worshipped his cock with my mouth. I swear, after my antics of the evening, I was so horny, I wanted to just climb onto his cock right there in the car!
It had been so long since I had been with James: I missed him sooooo much. As soon as we were at his house, I went right inside and to his bedroom. I didn't even bother to put my top back on to walk inside. I figured his neighbors already know who I am and why I visit.
I threw off my clothes, what were left of them, and got right on all fours on the bed.
I started playing with my pussy and begged James, "James I'm so horny, I need you to fuck me.
Look how wet I am for you.
I need you inside me so bad.
I need to feel your hot cum in my pussy.
Please fuck me James!"
Mark watched as James got behind me on the bed.
James' thick black cock was rock hard from my administrations during our drive. I felt the swollen head pressing against my slick pussy lips for just a moment as they easily parted allowing his thick rod to slide home into my vagina where it belongs.
It was so good to have him fill me, to stretch me to accommodate his largness.
"Oh god, you feel so good!" I exclaimed.
He grabbed hold of my hips and started pounding me real hard.
I was so horny, my orgasms started almost with his first stroke.
They were so good, shooting out from my vagina to my extremities.
I was dimly aware of Mark watching the spectacle before him and stroking himself to climax.
James grasped a handful of hair and pulled my head back.
"Oh yes James...fuck me." I managed to get out.
"You my white bitch," James said as he continued pounding me like the slut I'd become.
"You sure a ho for niggah cock.
I seen that tonight.
Only a slut dance wit niggahs the way you do.
Ain't that right, cunt?"
"Yyyes," I managed to get out in the midst of a gut-twisting orgasm.
When that wave subsided a little, I added, "I'm your...white slut.
To fuck...as you want."
With that I felt James tense, slow and push deep into me as be blasted his black seed deep into my womb.
Then we both collapsed on the bed sweaty and exhausted.
Shortly James got up and got us a blunt. James and I relaxed and smoked some. Mark still refuses to join us. I've found a little smoke makes me mellow and gets me even more horny.
When we were done with the smoke, I rolled over onto James and started sucking his cock back to life.
I'm a very oral person and really love sucking cock, especially black cock.
I could taste and smell our mixed cum and sweat. I so love the taste of cum, even my own, as long as I'm sucking it off a big black dick. I cleaned and sucked his cock making it very dark and shiny with my saliva. I gloried as I felt it start to come to life and harden in my mouth.
When he was fully hard, I lowered my lips down James' thick rod until I could feel the head at the back of my throat.
Now that I'd trained my self to resist my natural gag reflex, I filled my lungs with air and pushed the head of his cock deeper down my throat.
I didn't stop until my lips rested against his coarse, curly pubic hair.
Then I fucked his cock with my throat as long as breath would allow.