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Chapter 1

My wife and I recently took a cruise to Jamaica for our 5th wedding anniversary. Sara has sandy blond hair, 36 DD breasts, a latin ass and legs to die for. I was so proud of the way she kept herself in shape. I couldn't take her anywhere without men and women doing a double take. I wanted to showcase her beautiful body by buying her the skimpiest yellow micro bikini I could find. When I was loading the suitcases into the car I removed her boring one piece suit and replaced it with the bikini. When we got to the cruise ship she opened her suitcase to find my present.

"I can't wear this John. There's nothing here. What is this, 8 square inches of fabric? I am a full figured woman John!"

"You will look great. You should show off that body more often honey."

I had been on cruises before and they always dropped you off at the "tourist beach". I wanted to find a beach deeper inland so I wouldn't have to see any more old retirees complaining about the heat. A shipmate told me about a place farther down the coast called Moor Beach. He told me it wouldn't take longer than 30 minutes in a cab.

When we arrived at the beach my wife was reluctant to take off her cover up. I pointed to 3 other women sun bathing nude and told her it was ok. This was truly a local beach. I only saw two white couples, one in their thirties and the other in their forties.

When Sara took off the cover up I instantly sported a boner. The micro bikini barely covered her nipples and pussy. She was practically naked. After we lay down I rubbed sun tan lotion all over her gorgeous body. The local men were getting quite an eyeful of my wife as they walked by.

After lying in the sun for an hour I suggested Sara take off her top.

"John, I don't know, I feel weird."

"Baby, you are already practically naked. If there is any time or place to do this this is it. Besides, you aren't the only one sun bathing nude."

"Okay, what the hell. Can you untie me?"

I could see the look of anticipation on the guys' faces. As I pulled the knot out of the top I let it fall to the sand. Finally my wife's breasts were on display. I could see several of the local men smile as they gazed upon her beautiful large nipples.

"Those men are staring at me John."

"Of course they are. Men like to look at pretty girls. This isn't the first time men have checked you out. Just ignore them."

My wife put her shades back on and closed her eyes. I could only imagine the men were daydreaming of fucking this curvaceous white woman. After another hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little outdoor hut we sat down on the stools and ordered a beer.

The bartender didn't even try not to look at her breasts. The other men were also gazing at Sara, dressed only in a tiny g string. We were on our second round when a very large black guy and his friends came up behind us.

The black man said in a deep voice, "My name is Marcus. How are you both doing?"

"Pretty good, just enjoying some beers. My name is John and my wife's name is Sara."

"Sara, you are by far the prettiest women on the whole beach. You are a very lucky man John."

Marcus must work out regularly because he was built. He had to have been 240 pounds of muscle. He continued to stand behind my wife and I as we chatted over another round of drinks. Marcus must be the big man around here because his crew laughed at every one his jokes, even the bad ones.

"I must be honest with you John. Most tourists don't come down this far on the beach. And they definitely don't let their wife's wear only a g string."

"Well I begged her to wear this. I love showing off her body."

Marcus replied as he put a hand on Sara's hips, "I agree that she is very well put together."

My wife stood still like a deer in headlights. She was in total fear and Marcus slipped a finger underneath the side of the g string and ran in across to the front of her body. He then pulled his hand back and firmly gripped the side of her hip.

"You could say I am the head nigga in charge around here. These are my associates John, Thomas, Lebron, and James. I have the first pick of pussy around here and I must say that I am enamored with your wife."

"Haha.....yeah, most men are," I said with a nervous laugh.

James grabbed me by the arm.

Marcus leaned towards me and said, "I would love to show your wife my house up on the hill. You wouldn't mind if I borrowed her for a while?"

My wife looked at me in a total panic. I knew we were in trouble. I couldn't fight off all of them and I couldn't see a policeman anywhere. What did I get us into? My heart was racing and I started to sweat profusely.

"Yeah, that's ok," I said in a trembling voice.

My wife's eyes bulged and her nipples suddenly grew rock hard. She knew what this meant. She could feel her pussy start to get wet as her body was preparing to get fucked. She couldn't say a thing because she was in shock.

"You stay here with the boys. We won't be long."

He gently took her hand and started to pull her away but she resisted getting off the stool.

I whispered to her, "I'm sorry Sara. I can't believe I am so stupid."

Sara got off the stool and walked with Marcus, hand in hand, up the hill to his house. I watched as her sexy ass and boobs jiggled a little. Every now and then she would look back at me with that fear in her eyes and my heart sank. Marcus released her hand and he placed it on her ass. Neighbors on the road could only smile and shake their hands. They had seen many wives lead up that hill. I could see her face was pleading for them to do something.

Thomas said, "Yeah, every now and then some stupid white couple finds their way down to the beach and Marcus ends up fucking the wife. Don't worry, he won't harm her. But he will give her the fucking of her life. The wives never forget something like that. Shit, a couple times the couple returned for seconds. They won't be back until morning."

I stood there in complete shock. My wife will never forgive me for this. What have I done?

I didn't know what to do. I just sat there looking back at the house on the hill. Even from this distance I could hear my wife scream. Everybody else at the bar could hear it, I was so embarrassed. Not only was I unable to do anything to stop it but my wife had to suffer for it

Thomas patted me on the back and said, "Don't stress out about it. Let me buy you a drink."

As I pounded down drink after drink it got darker. I looked up at the house and saw the light in Marcus's house turn off. My stomach was killing me.

After a few hours Thomas got off his stool and said, "I'll tell you what. You have been a good chap about all of this. We'll take you to the house so that you can watch them."

"Why would I want to watch my wife get ****d?"

Thomas put his drink down and said in a serious tone, "Wow, hay there. Marcus does not **** women, he seduces them. Give any woman some wine, good atmosphere and a large cock and you can have any of them. I bet you $100 that your wife is giving herself freely to him."

James added, "I think some of you crackers subconsciously want this to happen. How else could anyone be so stupid to parade their near naked wife around a bunch of men? What did you think would happen? Shit, I haven't seen an ass like that on a white girl in a long time."

"We just wanted to get a more intimate experience with the culture and people."

Another man at the bar quipped, "She definitely getting an intimate experience."

I started to get a boner. Was he right? Did I somehow want this to happen?

"Okay. Let's go check on them. I just want to make sure Sara is alright."

As we walked up to the house my heart beat faster and faster. At the edge of the property I could really hear my wife wailing at the top of her lungs. I felt so bad. My poor poor wife.

When we got to the window I peaked in and saw Sara bouncing up and down on his 9 inch cock. She was covered in sweat and her cries of pleasure were overpowering. He wasn't r****g her, she was enjoying this. Her breasts were heaving and her thigh muscles were swelling from the workout. Marcus had both hands kneading her ass. That's when I noticed Marcus wasn't wearing a condom.

Thomas whispered, "I told you she would fuck him. Even better, Marcus always lets the wives decide whether they want to fuck bareback or not. Sara must have wanted his black baby juice."

I couldn't believe she would risk pregnancy or catching a STD to fuck him. Marcus pulled my wife into the doggy style position and really started to fuck her hard. He caught us looking through the window and smiled. He showed us four fingers.

"That means she's on her fourth orgasm."

Marcus pulled my wife's face to the side and passionately kissed her. He then asked her where she wanted his cum.

"In my pussy. Please cum in me. I never thought sex could be this exhilarating!" my wife moaned, a tear running down her cheek.

To further humiliate me Marcus commanded, "Take off your wedding ring Sara."

He smiled at me as my wife pulled the $7,000 diamond ring off and threw it on the ground. My heart broke.

"Haha I didn't say throw it. You and your husband are gonna need some counseling after this," Marcus laughed.

He started to slam into her deep and then pull all the way out of her pussy. The feeling of 9 inches of thick cock driving in and out of her pussy was too much for Sara. I couldn't believe she could take that much cock. She was always tight as hell whenever I fucked her and I was only 6 inches long. He also must have been 50% thicker than I was.

I was amazed watching the two of them fuck. He was taking my wife to a world of pleasure she had never been. It was like he was taking her virginity. As strange as it sounds I felt proud of her at that moment. How many women could take a cock that deep?

I also felt hurt because she didn't hold anything back. She was giving her body completely to Marcus and it especially hurt when they would kiss with such passion. He spit in her mouth twice and she swallowed it. He was going to take everything from my wife and use her as he wanted. As my emotions ran wild my dick began to ache. I regretted not being there earlier to see the whole thing.

"Please cum Marcus! I can't take it anymore. I'll do anything."

A devilish grin appeared on his face as he said, "I want to fuck your ass."

"Ok...fine!" Sara barely managed to say as she tried to catch her breath. "Please just cum for me!"

With that he plunged one final time into Sara and exploded. His ass cheeks spasmed as he shot load after load into my wife's pussy. Cum ran out of her and pooled on the bed as he collapsed on top of her. The was so much cum it was profane. How could anyone cum that much? He pulled Sara on top of him and covered her in a bed sheet. She was completely exhausted and they fell into a deep sleep.

As I stood there recounting the days events I asked Thomas, "What the fuck changed from this afternoon to tonight?"

"You'll have to ask her," he replied.

Chapter 2

Sara's Story

As Marcus led me up the hill to his house I was dumbstruck with fear. I couldn't think of anything to say or do. Why was this happening? Why didn't John do something back at the bar? Why didn't anyone stop to help? I looked down at my body and saw my breasts sway slightly as I was walking.

I looked over at Marcus as he held firmly onto my hand. His abs were fantastic and in the heat of the day he was really starting to sweat. I couldn't help notice the bulge in his pants starting to grow. I had always heard that black men were well endowed. Would he be gentle with me or would he fuck me like a whore? Hopefully it wouldn't hurt too much.

Further down the road he grabbed my ass. I was as startled as I was turned on. His hand was huge and it felt great against my bare buttocks. My girlfriend had dated black guys in college and she said that they love big asses.

Marcus opened the door for me and I nervously walked in. The house was really nice with wicker furniture and tropical themed interior. I could see the beach from the window.

Marcus turned to me and said, "Let me get you something to cover up with."

As he went to the closet to find a silk robe I thought it was odd that he would want me to put clothes on. He held the robe from behind and helped me put my arms through the sleeves. I imagine he must have taken a last peak at my derrière before slipping it on.

I saw down at the kitchen table and he offered me a drink.

"I think I'll have some wine."

Marcus poured both of us a glass a wine and sat next to me.

"Sara, you probably want to know why I brought your here. Put simply to fuck you. But I want you to know I won't do anything against your will. You can leave whenever you want."

I started to get up and he grabbed my arm.

"Wait. Will you just sit a while and let me tell you why I took you from your husband?"

I sat back down.

"I have been fucking tourists' wives for many years now. When I first started I'd nail them because they were hot and I craved the variety. I loved to see their husbands shrink in humility, first when I would take their wives away and second, when they saw their wives face beaming with energy the next morning. I would have them kiss me right before they left so that their husbands knew that I not only conquered them but tamed them."

I had to admit my pussy started to get wet. My breasts started to swell and Marcus's smell began to have an intoxicating effect on me.

"I had been doing this for years when one day everything changed. I got a knock on the door and when I went to answer it I saw the woman that I had fucked only a day earlier. Her husband was by her side. He said that his wife had told him everything that had happened and that he wanted to watch the two of us together."

I leaned in closer to Marcus as we both took a drink of the wine. I was hypnotized by the story he was telling me.

"I took her into my bedroom and her husband sat in that chair over there. Up to that point I had always used a condom. But the husband insisted that I take her bareback, much to the apprehension of his wife. She finally agreed and he watched as I slid my dick into her. She screamed and moaned as I fucked her over the course of an hour. I pulled her hair and slapped the hell out of her ass. It started to get beat red but they were both loving it. I then started to really pile drive her until I dumped my load deep inside her."

I was floored by what he had told me.

"You came in her?"

"Yes, and the next morning the husband took us to a tattoo parlor where I signed her ass "Property of Marcus". I realized then that there was more to this than me getting my rocks off. I was giving these women a sexual experience they had never had. I was opening a world a pleasure for them."

I continued to sip my glass of wine. My body was starting to heat up after hearing Marcus.

"Have you ever had a 9 inch cock Sarah? Have you ever have multiple orgasms? Have you ever tried anal sex?

My eyes dropped a little. I replied, "No."

"Don't you see that you are missing out on so much? You husband has resigned to the fact that I am going to fuck you. He will only blame himself for this little incident and so as I see it you have a Free Fuck Card."

He pulled off his shorts and proudly displayed the erect 9 inch cock. I gasped as I saw the monster.

"So what do you think? How would you like to have the greatest experience of your life?"

As horny as I was I knew I couldn't do this do my husband. I started to get up.

"I can't do this. You said I could go whenever I wanted. I want to leave now."

Marcus smiled a little and said, "I think you will regret it if you pass on this so lets play a little game."

He grabbed a row of masking tape and put two strips down on the floor on each side of his chair.

Marcus said softly, "I want you to take off your closes and straddle me, putting each foot on a piece of tape. If you can hold that position for 30 minutes then I can only reason you truly don't want to fuck. If you can't keep the position you will slide down onto my cock. It's not that hard. Most women can do it."

I laughed, "Why would I want to play your little game if I can just walk out of here."

"Because I know you want to play. Life is about playing games. You walk out that door you will go back to your drunk boring husband and all you will get from this experience is a glass of wine and a lifetime of nagging questions from John about what happened while you were up here. You think he is gonna believe nothing happened? You can tell him about out little game and how you won your freedom."

I stood there and looked at Marcus. He had a point, John would never believe I just walked out of here. It didn't seem hard so I agreed to the challenge. I stood up and pulled off the robe. Marcus reached out and ripped the g string off and dropped it to the floor. It scared me but also made me excited. Who would have thought that the yellow bikini my husband purchased for me at some store back home would end up torn and laying on the floor of a little house in Jamaica. I was completely naked except for my wedding ring.

"The rules are that you can only lean against me. You can't touch anything with your arms. If you want me to put on a condom now is the time."

"Haha. No need to because I can do this!" I replied.

I walked towards him and pushed up against his body to get some friction. It was so erotic, the heat of our bodies and the dampness of our sweat. His body was so hard and mind was so soft. I put my feet on the strips of tape and I stood in a swatting position. Marcus began to kiss my body.

His cock was about 3 inches from my pussy. He held his cock firm to penetrate me if I slipped. He told me about several other wives that he was fucked over the ears. I could see my back because of two mirrors on each side of the house. It was so erotic seeing my lovely white body pressed up against this muscular black man with a 9 inch cock just inches from my pussy.

I got to thinking about all the other wives that had played this game. There were probably blondes, red heads and brunettes. Women of different ages and body types.

I asked Marcus, "You said that most women can do this. Did all those women just leave?"

"Haha, no. We would play other games that were harder until the wife finally lost. Part of it is just foreplay. One wife waited until there were 15 seconds left, smiled and lowered herself down on my cock. I think she wanted to show me she could do it but still wanted to fuck. But I think other women just played so they could tell themselves they did all they could to prevent us from fucking. It doesn't make sense when they always had the chance to just leave."

Between the stories, the heat and the eroticism of the moment I started to get lightheaded. The first 10 minutes weren't too bad but when I hit the 15 minute mark I was in horrible pain. At 20 minutes my legs started to shake and I worried my legs would fail me.

At 25 minutes I started to cry as my legs began to fail and I slid down. I could see Marcus smile as he steadied his cock for entry. I felt so stupid for being so cocky. I could have had him wear a condom.

Slowly, I slid down until his massive cock pressed against the opening of my love box. The cock pushed in and I gasped at the size of it. Halfway down the cock I summoned enough energy to stand up a little but my leg muscles failed and I slid down. Luckily he grabbed me so I didn't bottom out.

He whispered, "Now you don't have to tell your husband nothing happened. He will believe this. We'll take the next inches nice and slow."

I watched in the mirror as he lowered me down on his cock. After 7 inches it really got painful. I held on to him tightly as he massaged my ass and lower back.

"I can't take anymore Marcus! Please, it's too thick and too long."

"Sush....you can do it"

He licked my breasts as I slid down the following 2 inches. I was crying and wailing. No doubt the neighbors could hear. I finally hit bottom as my ass rested against his muscular thighs.

Marcus rubbed my back and told me how proud he was of me.

"Only one in ten women can take my cock all the way. You are a really special woman."

After a few minutes of passionate kissing he stood up with his cock still buried in me and carried me to the bedroom.

Marcus laid me down on the bed and told me, "You deserve a man who doesn't parade you around naked like a cheap prostitute. You need a man that treats you like a lady and fucks you like an a****l."

He continued to kiss me as he began pumping the cock in and out of my pussy. The feelings of pain quickly turned into waves of pleasure. I held onto his back and he continued thrusting into me. After several minutes in the missionary position I screamed at the top of my lungs and had my first orgasm. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. My body went completely limp but Marcus wasn't finished with me. He rolled me over on my stomach, pushed my legs together and entered me from behind. He completely covered me with his body and kissed my necks and ear lobes. I felt like he was in complete control and the feeling of our skin touching felt amazing. He fucked me nice and slow for some time. Several times he turned my head to the side to kiss me. We were making love.

Then he changed the tempo and really started to pound me. Sensations were flowing though out my body as I plunged into my own world of ecstasy. I had my second orgasm, which was as powerful as the first. He slowed down again to catch his breath. We repeated this cycle and I had my third orgasm.

I got up and straddled Marcus so we could kiss as I rode him. He would suck on my nipples and run his hands through my hair. It was such an intimate position as we held each other in our arms. We would slow down for a while when I got tired and then when my energy returned I fucked him as hard as I could. I finally arched my back and had my fourth orgasm. Marcus supported my back as my arms fell to the side and my head rolled back.

My body was covered in sweat and the moonlight made my skin glisten. My breasts were still heaving as they pointed up, my nipples red from Marcus's sucking.

In that moment the only thing Marcus could say was, "Beautiful."

After I came back to Earth, I started to ride him again. Marcus then pulled me into the doggie style position. He asked me to take off my ring. I had forgotten I was even married and in the lust filled frenzy I threw the ring on the floor. John was a stupid fuck for putting me in this position. I didn't feel bad at all that I was loving the sex. I begged him to cum and finally agreed to let him fuck me in my ass

He screamed out loud as he came in me. He filled me up with his black baby juice and I felt like a woman.

Marcus leaned over and whispered in my ear, "What are you doing for birth control?"

"I use a diaphragm but I left it on the cruise ship."

I couldn't see it but I could sense Marcus cracked a smile of delight. We both were breathing heavily as we tried to catch our breath. Marcus wrapped me in his arms and gently kissed me like a caring lover. I felt completely at ease.

I started to fall asleep when I heard something outside. I kept my eyes barely open and saw John through the window smiling at us. He had this look of delight on his face as he gazed at the cum running out of me. John seemed so excited that another man had bedded his wife. I couldn't believe it!

John then looked down at the torn yellow g string on the floor. I am sure he was happy he had bought the tiny bikini. If it wasn't for that little piece of cloth I wouldn't be lying naked with this stud.

I could hear Marcus say to him self, "These husbands are something else. I just got done giving his wife the fucking of her life and he loves this. He is definitely going to ask for a repeat."

He covered our bodies in a bed sheet so we had some privacy from John's leering eyes. I couldn't wait until tomorrow!


Chapter 3

I awoke the next morning in a local motel. I had a slight hangover from all the drinking I had done last night. The sun was peeking though the sides of the curtains as I listened to the bird calls outside. All I could think about was seeing Marcus and Sara together last night.

My beautiful loving wife had given herself completely to him. It was so erotic seeing all Marcus's cum dripping out of Sara. Then it hit me, she wasn't wearing her diaphragm! I remember she left it in our room. Marcus's sperm were on there way towards my wife's eggs with nothing to stop them. I thought about my wife getting knocked up and I instantly sported a raging hardon.

I knew I should be feeling worried but instead I was totally turned on. I began to day dream about my wife walking around barefoot with a big swollen belly, looking absolutely radiant. No one would know that she was carrying a little black baby in her oven.

I could see myself in the delivery room holding her hand as she gave birth. How erotic would it be when I would see the doctors react to the black baby coming out? The baby would signal to others that I had in fact been cuckolded and that I was proud of it. Some people would be appalled, but I knew some of them would be envious.

I showered and shaved and walked up to Marcus's house to check on my wife. I stopped at a local shop to pick up a Polaroid camera and all the film they had. When I got to the house I knocked on the door and Marcus came out, dressed only in a red satin robe. The huge bulge could easily be seen dangling between his legs.

"Good morning Marcus. I take it you had a great time last night."

Marcus looked at me with a slight grin. How many times has he seen the cuckold come back to take a peek at his wife?

"Last night was unbelievable. I know you caught the end of it but Sara was amazing all night long. She really bloomed as a woman. I know you probably want to talk to her so I will get dressed and go down to the store for a while."

After Marcus left I walked over to the bedroom. My lovely Sara was sleeping peacefully on her stomach. The bed sheet that had concealed her body last night was now only covering her ass. She was in a spead eagle position. I walked up to her and lifted the bed sheet.

My mouth dropped open and a big smile came across my face. I don't remember ever being so happy. A fresh load of cum was running out of her pussy and ASS! I couldn't believe she gave her anal virginity to Marcus. It was so beautiful!

I took out the camera and snapped a few pictures of her body and some close up shots of her cum covered pussy. I gently nudged Sara until she woke up. She had a look of pure contentment on her face.

"I am really proud of you Sara. You look great!"

Sara smiled and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She saw she was completely naked and I had a camera in my hand.

"Marcus was unbelievable. Never in my life have I have never been fucked so well. He made me feel like a woman. I hope you don't mind but he took my anal virginity this morning. I really thought he should be the man to do it because he has opened my eyes to what sex could be."

I ran my hand up and down her back and across her ass.

I said in a soothing voice, "Honey, you don't have your diaphragm. Are you worried about getting pregnant?"

"No. I'm not fertile right now but next week I will be. I could have had him use a condom but I was cocky about a little game we were playing last night. I'll tell you about that latter."

I went back to the end of the bed and marveled at Marcus's cum. Sara fell asleep and began to snore a little. I pushed my finger into her ass and more cum ran out. I collected the jism with my fingers and pushed it into her pussy. My wife woke back up.

"What are you doing John?"

"Nothing!" I replied.

"Why are you pushing cum in my pussy? You bad boy! You want me to get pregnant, don't you?"

I turned beat red. I couldn't say anything and I tried to think of something.

A devilish grin came across Sara's face, and she whispered, "Does honey want me to have a black baby? But what will your family and friends say? You will be revealed as a fool and a cuckold. How embarrassing!"

My dick was aching. Sara read me like a book.

"John, I know you are thinking with your penis right now. A baby is a big responsibility and I am not gonna go down that path unless I think it is good for the both of us. I will think about it though."

Marcus came through the door with some groceries that he had bought.

"Are either of you hungry? I was going to make some breakfast. Sara must be starving."

I asked Marcus, "Do you have any extra panties for my wife?"

My wife butted in, "I think he wants the panties to hold the cum in. He wants me to have your baby."

I turned beat red again. Marcus laughed and pulled some panties from a drawer and gave them to me. I slipped them onto my wife.

"You aren't the first cuckold that wanted me to knock up their wife. There is nothing wrong with that. I have fathered fifteen c***dren that I know of. In nature, the strongest and most virile male passes on his genes. I will dump cum in your wife for as long as you like."

We spent the next week in Marcus's house. We had both taken two weeks off work so we were in no rush to get home. I had called the cruise company to let them know we had decided to stay on the island. It was be far the happiest time of my life. I would watch Sara and Marcus fuck at least twice a day and take pictures of them. Her moans of pleasure were so erotic.

At the beginning of the second week Sara starting having Marcus wear rubbers. I was disappointed but I knew that the decision was up to my wife. I looked at the pile of used condoms in the trash basket. What a waste.

On the third day of the second week I sat down with my wife at lunch. I had to get some things off my chest.

"Sara, these last couple of days have been the most exciting of my life. Watching you make love to Marcus has been exhilarating. I don't think my fantasy will ever be complete until you let him cum in you while you are fertile. I want his sperm to have a fair chance at knocking you up. If a baby is the result then great, if not, that's ok too."

Sara looked at me with a worried look on her face. I could tell she was struggling with her emotions.

"Let me talk about it with Marcus privately and I will let you know today."

Later that night as the three of us went into the bedroom; Sara said she had an announcement.

Sara held my hand and said, "John, I just can't have a baby at this time. I am having Marcus wear a rubber."

My heart broke. I sat down in my chair and watched the two of them fuck. My wife looked back at me and saw how depressed I was. I didn't even have a boner. Sara was getting fucked doggy style when she asked Marcus to stop.

"Ok, I'll let him cum in me once. What are the odds I'll actually get pregnant?"

I couldn't believe what she said. I was so happy! I looked at Marcus and saw a big smile on his face.

I asked Sara, "Can I take off the condom?"

She nodded. I got on the bed and looked down at the massive 9 inch black cock. It was covered in my wife's juices. I grabbed the end of the condom and slowly pulled it off the cock. My dick was rock hard as I threw the condom on the floor. I looked back at it and saw it had fallen on top of her wedding ring. It had not moved since she threw it last week. It was so erotic I pointed it out to Sara and Marcus. We all marveled at the sight of the large used condom d****d over the symbol of our marriage. It made me think about the power of sex over the economic security and comfort that marriage provides.

I pulled out the camera and took a shot of the condom lying on top of the ring. I found a pen and wrote on the picture "My Wife's Gift to Me".

I got back on the bed and grabbed Marcus's cock. There was precum coming out of the tip. He was locked and loaded, full of potent sperm for my wife. There was nothing stopping them now.

Sara turned and smiled at Marcus. There was a connection between them at that moment. They looked like two parents watching their k** unwrap a toy he had been begging for. They knew how much I wanted this and they were going to do their best to make it happen.

Sara reached out her hand to Marcus and said, "Let's make a baby."

Marcus looked at me and said, "Don't you worry about a thing. The only thing you need to think about is picking the baby's name."

In that moment I didn't have any doubts about Marcus's claim of virility. Sara moved her ass a little closer to him. I leaned over and kissed my wife's fertile pussy.

I put one hand on her ass, grabbed Marcus's cock and pushed it into Sara's pussy. I got off the bed and sat down in my chair. It had to have been the most intimate and passionate love making they have had. Marcus took his time to kiss Sara and rub her body. He was very gentle and fucked her with long slow thrusts. It was so beautiful to watch.

They really started to fuck and I knew the moment I had been waiting for was finally at hand. I prayed that it was a huge cum load. Sara really began to scream as waves of pleasure flowed through her body. She had two orgasms when Marcus announced he was ready to cum.

My wife screamed out loud, "Cum in me. Give me a black baby. Make me your woman!"

Marcus thrusted deep into Sara and exploded. I could see his cock pulse as it delivered jet after jet of hot cum into my wife. He kept his cock inside her and they passionately kissed. Marcus rotated Sara onto her back while his cock was still in her. He then lifted her legs up and had me get some latex panties from the drawer.

Marcus said, "If we are going to do this then let's do it right."

He had clearly done this before. I slipped the panties down her legs and as soon as Marcus pulled out I pulled the panties on tight so the cum wouldn't run out.

My wife was trying to catch her breath as she looked at me. She could see how happy I was in that moment. Marcus left us and we lay down in bed together. I told Sara how much I loved her.

A month later we found out Sara was pregnant. I was so happy and proud. Eight months later she gave birth to a beautiful black baby that we named Marcus. At first, our friends and family were shocked but after a while they accepted the situation. Three years later I was in the clothing store where I saw another yellow micro bikini on the rack. I bought it and took it home to Sara. Two months later we were back in Jamaica working on baby number two.