Wifes First Black Ch 05

Wife's First Black Cock

Chapter Five

I went home and my husband was happy to see me. We spent the night having some old, wild sex, but those three days kept flashing in my head.

A few months did go by and things didn't go the way I was hoping. I took the test and it came back saying I was pregnant. I didn't know what to say or do, especially since I don't believe in abortion. Will this kid be white or a mixed child? I did want a baby but I wasn't planning on a mixed child.

I was sweating this out and started to show, so I had to tell my husband that I was pregnant, he was happy, but I didn't know if it was his. Every night I would have a dream and in it I would remember yelling out, and tell Mr. Thirteen to fuck me like he was breeding me, and maybe he did. I know he had to make it to my womb with that cock.

But the other three guys fucked me a lot as well and they were almost as deep. If this child was not my husband's, then I had better hope it was the young white service kid's!

Then one morning I got up, made my husband breakfast, and sent him off to work. I was still in my bathrobe when there was a knock at the door, 'Damn, what did he forget now?' I thought as I opened the door.

There stood the seven-foot black man, Mr. Thirteen, "What are you doing here?"

"Do I have stand out here?"

"You're right, get in here," after he entered, I shut the door and asked again, "so, why're you here and how did you find me?"

"Well, after you left, the guys had yours and your husband's names and address, so I got the information from them."

"So, may I ask again, why, and what, are you doing here?"

"To check on you and to tell you the truth."

"What is that?"

"The guys told me you weren't on the pill and that they gave you a fake pill, and they kept fucking you, knowing you were not safe."

"So, when I was fucking you, I knew it was not safe. When you yelled out, 'Fuck me like you're breeding me!' well, there's a good chance I could've done just that."

"Damn you all, I figured out they traded the pill on me on my way home!"

That was when he reached out and rubbed my stomach, "I think you are pregnant and may I ask, how far along are you?"

I kinda snapped at him, "Yes, I'm pregnant and you can guess how long!'

He reached out and took my hand, leading me down the hall, so I asked, "What are you doing?"

He said nothing as he led me into the bedroom, so I asked again, "What are you doing?"

He reached out and pulled on the robe, causing it to fall open, where he saw me naked underneath and my small stomach bump.

"I want to see your tummy," he said as he reached out again and rubbed it. I slapped his hand, "I think you have seen enough before."

But then he started to undress, and this time I screamed, "What the fuck are you doing?"

Well, we don't have to worry about you getting knocked up anymore, so I might as well give your Mr. Thirteen again."

"I don't think so, you've given me enough."

But his pants were down and Mr. Thirteen was standing there, large, and proud. He stepped out of his pants and asked me, "Do you remember this," he asked as he waved it at me.

"Yes, how can I forget that!"

"Good, now get rid of that robe and get on the bed, I want to taste that pussy again!"

"Really?"

"Yes, really!" Then he reached out and pulled the robe off me, so that now we were both standing naked in my husband's bedroom.

Pulling me to the bed he said, "I just want to eat that pussy," as he eased me onto the bed. He pulled my legs apart and as he was looking at my pussy he said, "Yes, it's still looking good," he rubbed it some and then slipped a finger into me and then added, "it seems a bit wet too! But don't worry, after I eat that, and it gets heated up, I can still fuck you if you need it."

"Good luck with that," I said with a chuckle.

Then he moved down and pushed my legs wider, as his tongue found my pussy and clit. Damn, he knew what he was doing!

I found myself letting him do what he wanted as I squirmed on the bed. He played and teased my tits as he did his work on me. They had started to get a bit more sensitive lately and it tingled in my pussy.

I found myself grinding into his face and cumming on it, "Damn, you!"

He stopped, got up, and laid on the bed. I could see his cock was rock hard as he laid there. He watched me looking at it, and with a wicked smile he said, "It's up to you now. "If you want it you need to climb on top and ride it, but keep baby safe."

I swore at him as I got up and took a hold of it. Without looking at him I moved over him and guided his cock to my pussy. I slowly worked it in some and worked my way down it.

'Damn, I remember this feeling,' I thought to myself as I worked more into myself. I looked up and looked at his smiling face, as I said to him, "Fuck you, Asshole," I screamed at him as I slid it in deeper.

"Yes, you are!"

He worked my tits and I worked his cock, as we both ended up getting off, and me getting filled, again.

We finished and laid there for a bit, before we got up and I fixed some coffee for both of us. As I fixed it, he stepped up behind me, reached around, holding my belly, and pressing into my back. Then he asked me, "So, do you think this baby is mixed or white?"

"I don't know, but the odds are better that it's mixed, due to how much that went on."

"What do you think your husband's going to say?"

"I don't know, I might be single, raising a baby by myself."

He turned me around the waist, picked me up, and sat me on the table, stepping between my legs. Then he looked me in the eyes and said, "No, you wouldn't! You call me and let me know, we will raise it together."

"But you don't know if it's yours," I said looking at him in amazement.

"Honey, I made a direct deposit, and even if it's not mine, we will know who it's brother's, or sister's dad is."

That's when I felt his cock was poking my pussy again and ne smirked at me as he said, I will need to practice!"

"I guess we do," I said with a chuckle as I spread my legs for him.