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Her Turn

Chapter Four

Time kept going by and I noticed she was on her phone twice as much as in the past.  I didn't get to check it out too often, but when I did, I kept seeing a picture of his cock and some pictures of him with other women, a lot of white women, like he said.

He kept telling her to get off the pill and his cock would get bigger and produce more seed for her. He would joke and say, "Give me number ten, or even eleven or twelve."  She would just laugh at him, but I knew she was never on them due to us trying and testing.

But then, one night at supper she told me, "The girls have decided to do our trip this weekend."

"Oh, so what days?"

"We're going to take Friday off and come back on Sunday, so we can go back to work on Monday."

"Oh, okay, so where are you all going to?"

"They wouldn't tell me, since it's supposed to be a big surprise for me, and their paying, so what the hell, I'm going and try to have some fun."

"Well, I hope you all don't get into any trouble!"

"You never know with those two."

Over the next couple of days, I saw her get her hair done, and I noticed she got a wax job on her pussy, so it was all nice and trimmed up.

On Wednesday I got to her phone again to check out what was going on.  They talked about the meeting and he told her she better dress and be his little white whore! She told him not to worry she had gone shopping just for him. But then he asked her if she got their room. "Yes, it's all set and prepaid for." And then she mentioned the place, I knew the place, and it was approximately eighty miles from our house. I guess she didn't want to be seen. I knew the place was a bit on the fancy side and not cheap, and she said it was prepaid. She paying so he can fuck her?

She went to work on Thursday and I thought I would check out some things.  I looked around and saw she had her bag already packed, so I gently pulled stuff out to see what she had packed. She had a micro, mini dress, that was a bit low cut, and micro skirt, that I didn't know if it would cover her ass, and a couple of tops, with very deep v necks, one was even a bit sheer, then a very short, sheer, black nightie, with stockings and a garter belt, with extremely high heels.  But I didn't see any panties or bras. I slowly packed it back like it was as I thought, 'Damn, I think she's really going to be his whore this weekend!'

I was about to close it when I noticed a paper stuck off to the side, so I pulled it out to see the receipt for the room.  She had gotten a room that had a king size.  I put it back, I guess she wanted to make sure she didn't fall out of bed.

When I got home Friday, she was gone and I didn't know what time she left.  Damn, she is doing this and now I have to decide what I'm going to do about this. I know she did a threesome a couple of times with her girlfriend, and with me, but that was all up front.

NOW THIS HER STORY and what I learned later.

I left early because I knew I could check in at eleven a.m.  I got all dressed up, putting on the stockings and garter belt, with the mini dress, and the heels. When I looked in the mirror, I just shook my head, 'Damn, girl, you do look like a whore!' I had put on bright red lip stick like he told me to.

It wasn't too long and I heard the knock on the door. I was a bit nervous about all of this, but also excited, as I opened the door.  There he was, and with a big smile on his face, "Damn! You did do what you're told!"

"Well, you told me that I was your whore this weekend."

"Yes, you are!"

He stepped in and shut the door, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me in tight, as he shoved his tongue down my throat, while his hands played with my ass. Then he stopped and took a step back, reaching out and cresting my boobs, almost knocking them out, due to the low v neck.

"Damn, I remember these," he said as he squeezed them.  Then his hand slid down and grabbed onto the lower hem of my dress and pulled it up. It didn't come up much and my pussy was out, "Damn, you got this all looking hot for me," he whispered in my ear.

"Well, I wanted you to like what you see, and want to see it a lot."

"Oh, I'm going to see a lot of it, and eat and fuck it a lot too," as he kept pulling it up, pulling the dress off me, so that now I was naked in only my stockings, garter belt, and heels.

"Damn it, Bitch, I've been thinking about this for weeks," he said as he slapped my ass. "It's been too long and it's time you got on that bed and got ready to get fucked good!"

I went to take the heels off and he told me, "Stop! Leave the stockings, garter belt, and heels on, I'm fucking you in them!" I slid on the bed as I watched him striping off his clothes.

"Spread those legs, so I can see my pussy."  I spread them wider for him, but he took a picture with his phone, "I want to remember you giving me that fucking body."

"Damn, I don't want that picture shown of me!"

"Don't you worry, these are my private collection and safe with me. Well, as long, as you're a good whore," he said with a chuckle.

Then his shorts came down and his cock came out, damn, it even looked bigger than I remembered.   It was hard and bounced as he walked over the bed. He reached out and traced his finger on my red lipstick and said, "That's going to leave a ring on my cock."

"It looks like it's a bit excited."

"Oh, you don't know how much it is. I haven't fucked, or jerked off, for over two weeks, just so I could save it up for this weekend."

He laid down beside me and started to French kiss me some more, as his hands roamed all over my body. He put my hand on his cock and helped my hand slid up and down it.

Then he found my pussy and slipped a finger in me and with a grin he looked at me and said, "Someone seems a bit excited too."

"Well, I've been thinking about this too."

As he fingered me, and looking at me, he said, "Just so you know, you are my whore now and no more partial fucking, from now on, it's all balls deep, and every load is going into your womb."

"Well, I guess I better be ready for all of that."

I was still stroking his cock and it was fully hard in my hand, when he started to finger me deeper and ask, "Is this pussy on the pill?"

It hasn't been for years and I knew that, so I just smiled at him, "There's no birth control in this body."

That's when I felt he didn't lie to me, his cock seemed to get bigger in my hand.

"With that said, I better get to work," he said as he slid down and started to probe my pussy with his tongue, "I think I need to stretch this back out for you." He worked his tongue and slipped his arms under my legs pulling my pussy up to his face. But then he found my boobs again and he started to pull and pinch on them as he ate me.

It hurt the way he played with them but I found that it felt good as well. I've thought about this weekend for weeks and now it's happening. I found myself grinding into his face and moaning loudly.

It didn't take long and I was cumming on his tongue and face, as he seemed to really go at it now, but then he stopped and started to crawl up on top of me, and I could see his hard cock hanging down his legs. Damn, it did look bigger and even his balls look huge. How much cum had he saved up in them?

He rubbed his cock up and down my slit and then he poked the head into me.  I jumped a bit, as he asked, "You ready for this?"

"Yes," I barely said above a whisper.

He eased a bit more into me, "Damn, you are still damn tight!"

"Or, your bigger," I said with a chuckle.

"I warned you, it gets bigger for fertile pussy," as he slammed a couple more inches to me and added, "now you're my whore and I'm fucking you as my whore," and that's when he pulled back some and slammed hard into me. I think he went three inches in one slam, but then he pulled back and slammed into me again for another two inches.

"You're taking it all like I said, and taking it like the whore you are!" He slammed harder into me going deeper, I gasped out in pain but was excited at the same time.

Then he pulled back and slammed into me again, but this time he just kept pushing harder, and harder, as I felt his cock slowly going deeper, as he stretched my pussy.

He didn't stop pushing until I felt his balls on my legs and I'm trying to suck in air as I try to take him. Damn, I do feel he is deeper in me than before, plus, as the last inches went into me, I felt a popping feeling, and I do think he was in my womb.

He waited a minute and then started to slowly fuck in and out of me. He started to fuck me harder, and I'm getting a bit louder with my moans, as I push my pussy up to meet his thrust into me. Every slam in he makes sure I take his whole cock.

"You might as well get used to getting fucked like the real whore you are," and that's when he started to pull out farther and slammed back in, harder and faster. He was beating up my pussy with his cock and I was screaming out as I took it.  He seemed to like that and just fucked harder.

I was cumming all over his cock as he just kept fucking harder and said, "That's it, Bitch, take that cock and like it!"

I was taking it and I did like it. I think I came three times before I felt him slam deep and keep pushing. Then I felt his cock exploded and he was filling me with his seed. I was cuming again as I knew he was filling me with his black seed and screamed, "Oh, DAMN! YES!"

He fell and laid on top of me, "Damn, I missed that pussy!"  He just laid on top of me, with his cock still buried in me, and he was French kissing me.  "I hope I'm not too heavy for you, but I want to keep my cock in you to keep my seed in you."

Then he did a couple of bumps into me, "Just want to keep those little guys moving in you," he said and we both laughed.

He laid there and played around for a long time, but then slowly... which seemed to take some time, I could feel him wilting.

Once he pulled out, I could feel myself leaking out on the bed. He pushed my legs together and then slipped his leg under my leg, which raised my ass up some.

"I want to kept those guys in you, as deep as I got to pump them into you. I think maybe they are twins, or triplets," he chuckled.

"Thats awful big talk. You think, you wouldn't say that if you knew how many twins and triplets are in my family. Hell, one relative had four!" If he only knew what I knew.

He went back to kissing me and playing with my boobs, and looking at me he said, "If you knew how much you're going to get fucked this weekend, you probably wouldn't have shown up."

"So, you're trying to say you might fill my needs?"

"See if you're saying that crap on Sunday!"

Pulling me up he says, "Let's go for a shower and get dressed, I've worked up an appetite and need to reload my strength. It's going to be a long night!"

We showered together and he did more playing than showering so I said to him, "You better be careful or you may not be able to go out and eat here."

He slapped my ass and pulled me out, telling me, "Get dressed and make sure you do that lip stick up. I want them bright red, Baby.

But then he came back and handed me the micro skirt and the blouse that was on the sheer side, "I like this outfit."

"Are you sure? I don't have a bra to wear."

"Oh, I'm sure. That's why I want you to wear it. Let those poor ass, white dudes see my whore."

I shook my head as I got dressed.  What's the night, or this whole fucking weekend, going to be like?