Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Author's Note: The first couple of dozen lines have been repeated from Chapter 01 to tie the story together.
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Cindy seemed a little more intense while fucking after the group fuck in the kitchen. Friday night rolled around and she started flirting and indicating another round of us all fucking her might be in order.
"You guys can't imagine what it's like to have you take me from behind and have you fuck load after load of cum into me."
"We might be able to help you out with that." Older brother Ted offered. "Let me be first one in this time."
"Really? We're doing it? All three of you?"
Dave and I agreed. Her brothers and me would all three gang up on her.
"Besides, it fun to watch when you get to the point of not knowing who you're fucking or who the fuck you are."
"I don't do that, do I?"
She looked at me. I nodded my head and smiled. She looked at her brothers and got the same smile and nod.
"Do it to me again, then!"
She had her tits free and her shaved pussy exposed. She assumed the position across the kitchen island again and Ted began to fuck her. I had one happy wife as her brother Dave lined up to fuck her next. At the end of the second round we had pretty well fucked her out of her mind. Granted, she could have taken it easy and laid there while we fucked her, but my wife was fucking us back rigorously starting from Ted's first stroke into her.
She got the same results. We fucked her stupid. Not that it wasn't fun. Just the three of us guys fucking my wife silly. We went two rounds. Six guys fucking her. Six guys cumming in her, splashing her full of seed. All was good.
By bedtime she wanted to fuck again. I'd never seen her needing to be fucked so badly. I thought about eating her cunt and suggested a shower.
"Oh, no. Just fuck me. A really need a cock. I have to feel another load spray into me."
It didn't seem like a time to talk about it. I fucked her. Afterwards she had a look on her face that she might go seeking the other two.
"Sweetheart, what's happening to you. You've got three of us fucking you and I'm not sure it's enough. What gives?"
"It was Brandy telling Dave about all those blacks fucking her. Such a slut, but all that cock. All I can think about is getting fucked. Every black man I see makes be wonder how big his cock is and how good could it would feel if he fucked me with it."
"What are you saying, Sweetie?"
"I think I want a black guy to fuck me. I wouldn't want my brothers to know, but yeah, that's it. I want a black guy to fuck me."
"Jesus Christ, Cindy! It would kill your parents if they found out, you know, staunch Mormons and all."
"Dad probably, but mom not so much. I'd seen her talking to this black man and it's hard to believe she hadn't fucked him with the way she behaved."
"Damn! I never associated you Mom with sex in any way."
"I think it's a Mormon wife thing. Taboo, crossing the race line, all that."
"Is that what you want? Taboo. Cross the race line?"
She was pretty casual and nonchalant about her answer.
"Yeah, I think I do."
"Did you have someone in mind?"
"Well, there's two at work, but that's work. It could get complicated. I wouldn't want to get them fired. So, probably some stranger. I'd want you with me, have you watch even. I think it would be sexy for you to watch me fuck a black guy. Don't you?"
"I'd really never thought of it."
That was true. I really never had, but now that she said she wanted to do it ... hell yes, I want to watch her fuck a black guy.
"Do you think you'd like it? I mean really? Your wife fucking a black guy? Would you like that, Honey?"
"If that's what you want. It would be no more taboo than fucking your brothers. And, I agree. We have to keep the others out of it."
"How about Friday?"
"You mean next Friday?"
"Yes, next Friday. I don't want to make a big thing of it. I just want a black cock in me and be over it. There's a club in Salt Lake that has a reputation for good looking black men hanging out. Let's tell my brothers we have a date for dinner and a movie.
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Cindy had us gang bang her Sunday afternoon. During the week it was back to the regular privacy fucks with the exception of Tuesday. We all fucked her one time early evening then it was back to the usual schedule. Waiting for Friday was excruciating as Cindy couldn't wait to get black cock in her.
Friday night it was a go. Cindy had no doubts she wanted the interracial fuck. I gave my final approval and the game was on. Cindy didn't over do the clothes so a not to clue her brothers what was up. Nothing underneath to restrict access or hide the wiggle and jiggle, but an above the knee flair shirt and a soft blouse that hung out at her waist.
It was twenty bucks to get me in the Club.. Cindy was free. The music was loud and had a definite black sex theme to it. It was during a song where the lyrics were something about "I'm fucking your wife" when a young black stud came over to us and asked my wife to dance. I didn't hear a word above the noise, but Cindy was being led onto the dance area while waving a little goodbye wave with her free hand.
"So, this is how it starts."
With all the clean cut, well dressed, good looking black young ones my wife hits the dance floor with a gangster with plantation looks. Black as black can be, and way past ugly, this hulking monster was a dive towards the bottom like so many white women, excuse me, white Mormon women, Mormon wives were wanting to feed their low self esteem.
I could see them during the dance, maybe a little too close, maybe he got his hands on her ass. They stayed on the floor for a second dance and I could see her rub herself against his cock. The third dance was slower and they were kissing as both sets of hands were in inappropriate locations. I think the guy had my wife ready to fuck him.
They came back to the table. My wife sat next to me and he sat on her left. She was hanging on him and laughing. He put his left arm across her shoulders and I watched his hand move down to cup a tit. Cindy didn't even flinch as she sat there with him rubbing her nipple through the blouse. She looked at me and gave me a smile.
His right hand went under the table. I could see that from the movement and the expression on my wife's face that his hand was going up her bare thigh. What was he going to do when he found no underwear, no pussy hair to keep him away from his goal?
The expression again told the story. He had either brushed her clit or popped a finger in her. My wife scooted down in the chair to leave her open cunt in full access.
"Are you okay, Sweetheart?"
"Oh, God! He's finger fucking me!"
I looked down. Somehow his cock was out and about eight inches was showing and still soft. My wife had her hand wrapped around it giving it little jerks as it pulsed to life.
I couldn't hear what was being said. It was so fucking loud in there. Even shouting wasn't working with all the base sounds of the music and the gangsta rap lyrics. The black guy motioned us outside. On the sidewalk the music was still loud but words could be understood. My wife explained what was happening.
"He shares a condo with his brother about ten blocks away. He's going to call us a ride share. You can leave the car parked in the hotel garage."
"Yeah, man. The cashier closes the booth at midnight. Your wife gets some black cock and you get free parking for the night. I was going to make you wait at some bar while I fucked her, but she insisted that you're there to witness the event."
It was pretty surreal. My wife "seeing" about fucking a black guy had instantly turned to her fucking the first one she sees. They looked like the couple and I looked like some fucking tourist asking for directions. I expected her to go for some movie star mostly black black guy. But instead there she stood. He was all primitive and sloppy looking. He had his arm around her. She was leaning into him and had this silly grin on her face. She looked up at him and their mouths met for about a two minute make out kiss as the ride share driver pulled up.
I waited for him to get in the back seat, my wife followed, and I started to get in.
"Oh, no. Honey, you ride up front with the driver."
It gave a great view as the new black friend sprawled into the middle of the back seat with my wife climbing on him. Somehow his cock was out again and Cindy double fisted it and popped her mouth over the head of it. One hand came off and went to her cunt as the other continued to pump his huge cock.
This went on for the ten minute drive to the guy's apartment. When we pulled up the thug asked the driver to give them a couple of minutes. That ended with the thug's dick tucked back in his pants and my wife still swallowing and wiping her mouth as she got out of the car.
"You okay, Babe?" I asked.
"God, yes! I've never swallowed so much cum!"