My wife turns into a Cock Loving Whore
Veronica fucks the whole team
Disclaimer:
This story deals with interracial sex, Cuckolding, controlling, and impregnation. Please do not continue if any of these subjects offend you. This is a work of fiction, meant to be enjoyed. Please click back if this does not suit your style. I am not a William Shakespeare or Ernest Hemingway. It is just another black stud and white wife story. They are free, so don't expect a literary masterpiece. All negative anonymous comments will be deleted.
These are stories of a couple named Veronica and Sam. Different stories, same people. The stories are based on different lifestyles a person would take in life based on family upbringing and education. Remember, all fictional.
My wife is 32 years old and a beautiful brunette with shapely legs, nice breasts and a very fine tight bubble butt. Most of my friends have made comments how they would like to give Veronica a good fucking. Most of my buddies say she belongs in bed, getting fucked all the time.
Though my wife was not really a shy person she did not adventure out to any sexual desires that were not traditionally done with her husband. We talked about fantasies several times and she never wanted to tell me hers. I told her my big fantasy was for groups of men to pass her around and have all her holes fucked her several times.
I told Veronica, "plan on taking lots of cock up your ass" because my plans include you fucking lots of different men". I don't have a problem being married to a slut-whore wife that puts out pussy to different men as long as you're safe and I can watch.
Veronica replied, "Don't hold your breath".
My name is Sam and I had been working on Veronica for over three years trying to convince her to start fucking other men. I knew I had to be patient on whatever the length of time, but I was committed to make it happen.
Like lots of men I had a fantasy of other men fucking my wife and race did not matter. I wanted my wife to lose all her inhibitions and get wild. My plan was to have my wife meet strange black men regularly and let them destroy her pussy.
I wanted to keep her pussy on fire. If her pussy could be kept hot, she would always be willing to be an easy fuck. I wanted Veronica to be used in gangbangs by groups of black men and dump as much cum in her pussy, ass and mouth as they wanted to dump.
For more than a year on weekends, I began taking Veronica to out of town bars where we were not recognized.
After much reluctance from my wife, I made quite a bit of progress and got her to lose the conservative clothes when we went out of town.
Veronica no longer gave me hell because I asked her to wear sexy and revealing clothes.
I got her to start was wearing tight micro short shorts with net stockings and high heels. The shorts I purposely bought were so short they showed half of her ass cheeks. I asked her to wear tight blouses that made her tits show lots of cleavage and lose the bra. I also asked that she wear very short skirts, the shorter the better.
I got her to wear very sexy garter belts that sometimes could be seen when she danced or was walking. I wanted her to look like a slut looking for a guy to fuck.
My wife and I were out of town for the weekend and I told her, I hope you brought the special clothes I like. No one knows who you are in this town. I am not asking you to fuck someone, just dress up real sexy for me.
Remember you dress up like this and act promiscuous at the Halloween parties we attend.
She replied "Those are just parties, they don't mean a thing".
I said "really, when you were drunk sitting on your boss's lap and he had his hand under your skirt. That was nothing?"
She went quiet and asked "You saw that?" Then she said "he touched my ass and pussy over my panties and that's all. He tried going further but I did not let him."
Veronica paused again and took a deep breath and said "I will wear these slutty looking clothes when we are out of town, because like you said no one knows us, but don't plan on your fantasy".
There were many small towns close by but this town was different because it was a college town with lots of bars. I always made sure we rented a hotel room, because I did not know when the next step of my plan would take place.
My wife's favorite thing was to go to a nice restaurant for wining and dining. After our meal we would go dancing and bar hopping. When it was time to hit the bars, she always said, "Well I guess it is time to wear my slut clothes that you like."
I asked "You don't like them?"
She replied "Well yes, but If I am going to wear them, I don't want to look fat. Some of these clothes are not flattering to some women."
I replied "I don't think you have anything to worry about."
I knew we would go out and have a pleasant time drinking and dancing. I knew that for the most part nothing would happen. My plan for a year now, was to get my wife comfortable wearing very revealing sexy clothes.
If she got comfortable wearing sexy provocative clothes out of town, maybe one day I could get her to start wearing everywhere. It had taken me several months to get her to wear sexy revealing and I didn't want to fuck my progress up.
On the night of my birthday, Veronica told me that she was going to give me a present, she went into the bedroom and about twenty minutes came out wearing the hottest black mini skirt, very tight clinging to her body. Her high heels made her shapely legs appear longer and her skirt shorter. If she bent over slightly you could see the tops of her black fish net stockings tiny sexy pink lace and black panties.
She had a very sheer black top and no bra. The tits areas of the top were darker, but if a guy got close and paid attention her tits were looked hot and very visible. Looking at her, I got the hardest erection and my mouth watered and just wanted to eat her pussy.
I said this will be my fun night, she replied "Hell No. This show is private just for you!" "I will not go out in public looking like the biggest slut ever."
I protested and said "why not? You have done it before."
I started thinking, "One day I am going to make you the hottest whore for any guy that wants to fuck you.
Veronica replied, "I am just kidding. It's your birthday, so I am going to wear the clothes. Besides you are right, no one know us in this town. I am also going to reveal something to you. I have been getting use to the look and I kind of enjoy men looking at me."
I asked her. "Do you think you could ever wear these clothes where we live?"
"Well, I might as well tell you, I started liking how attractive and sexy these clothes make me look. I started wearing at our house. I wore the sheer black top and micro white shorts with black fish net stockings and black heels when you were out of town last month. I went out to get the mail and mailman had just arrived and he couldn't take his eyes of me. A cop car drove by on our cul-de-sac and drove through again."
"I went to the beauty shop dressed the same outfit. I was surprised that older women told me "I wish, I had my young body." "My parents would not allow me to dress like that and I know that I am older. I feel I was robbed of my youth."
"I went to the grocery market and I was propositioned by a very handsome young guy. I entertained the idea for a little while because you told me you wanted me to have sex with other men, but I gave myself an out by thinking you were not there to watch and gave a slight laugh."
"I wondered if she was just trying to appease me and that is why she was revealing this story to me, but on the other hand, I thought, maybe I will get lucky tonight."
We sat down and had small conversation about how hot she looked. She said it was all in my mind, young guys don't want an old woman in her late 30s when they have women in their 20s.
"Are you saying you were just making up a story about your supermarket visit?"
"No, it really happened. I was just surprised that such a young man would be interested in older women when there are plenty of young women that are willing to get easily laid."
"You are so wrong, play along with me and you will see. I will go and leave you here for maybe an hour and watch young guys hit on you."
"You're wrong, but OK."
I left and sat far away where I could see her and she could see me in case there was any danger. We decided to test my theory and prove her wrong.
We moved to tables that were in a darker part of the club where there was a smaller extension of the main dance floor and was not very visible. Several young guys went to her table and asked to slow dance. All the guys tried to move their hands to her ass and under her skirt, but she stopped them.
She looked my way, and I gave her a thumbs up, meaning I told you so.