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Best Laid Wives – Chapter 1BEST LAID WIVES – Chapter 1I think the most frequently asked question about our bizarre extra marital activities is about parties. How does a husband describe a swing party to anyone? A bunch of people gathered together for the expressed purpose of having sex with any and all guests, but especially not one’s spouse. However, my situation went a step further than normal swinging, since our whole lifestyle was started by my wife, Jessica, and her sister Jodi.Whenever pressed for details (and I was loose enough to relate the stories), I would recall some more of the sisters’ games they loved to play with their black male lovers. It wasn’t enough that the two women were beautiful young blondes who had incredible bodies, cute faces to match, and loved to fuck around with and without their husbands. No, these two young women had developed a sense of adventure that led them to a need for a constant stream of sex. The taboo of having sex with someone other than a spouse was like a dependency on a d**g that required bigger and stranger doses to satisfy the hunger. It started with my sister-in-law, Jodi, who got her first taste of adventure when she got me to take her to the store to pick out a new dildo, and wound up selecting a nicely formed, soft surgical rubber black model. The thrill of imagining a black cock in her pussy led her to venturing out and seducing a black member of the local gym where she worked. She couldn’t contain her excitement of breaching the taboo, and pressed her sister into trying it. My wife soon developed the same inner excitement, and the two femmes began building a herd of black studs, personally chosen to be the biggest and best. A husband’s first reaction to his golden haired housewife having a propensity for black cock usually borders on a near death experience. To see both his wife and her sister with the same addiction, well, that’s a totally different reality. The two girls liked their black meat; that was for sure. They often had their men over to fuck them, either at Jodi’s house, or even in my own bed as the occasion arose, and they even had the balls to introduce me to their lovers. It wasn’t out of spite, mind you, but out of a desire to gain full permission to pursue the hobby they loved.The two sisters actively sponsored many of the swing parties, most of them involving their “inner core” of women members, and quite often held at one of the member’s homes during a weekday afternoon. The girls liked to organize their private parties around some theme, and liked the freedom to be as wild as they wished. They held no secrets about the afternoon get-togethers that they held once or twice a week. They just wanted, “… the opportunity to invite who they wanted, and to have the freedom to get fucked as they wanted.” It was all very innocent and serious at the same time, for they were convinced that they were doing nothing wrong, and they felt that it enhanced their marriages by giving them that freedom. Consequently, my wife almost always told me of her misadventures, and didn’t attempt to hide her participation in the events. For them, it was all done for pure fun, physical and mental. If either one had a **** fantasy, it was for the excitement and not the pain. They took their fun seriously and with all out enthusiasm. It was a part of life that would only stay a few years, and they were bound and determined to milk it for all it was worth.I remember the time when my out-of-town work actually sent me home early on a Thursday to do some business in my hometown. It was a week that I wasn’t expected to be home at all, since I had just left the previous Sunday for another two-week stint on the road. I thought I would surprise my wife, Jessica, having finished my work in the morning, and I arrived home shortly after twelve noon. I didn’t notice my sister-in-law’s car parked down the street, so when I entered the house, I really got a surprise. I entered quietly, thinking about my surprise, and heard feminine voices coming from the master bedroom. Quietly sneaking down the hall, I peeked through the partially opened bedroom door, and watched as Jessica, Jodi and two other girl friends were putting the finishing touches on themselves, getting ready for one of their afternoon parties with their studs. It seems as if my house was volunteered for that week’s fuck fest.The girls occasionally started out totally nude, but preferred to start their sessions dressed in some incredibly sexy outfit that they took pride in fashioning themselves. Both Jessica and Jodi were excellent seamstresses, and competed in making incredibly small pieces of cloth into something wearable. I had to admit, the outfits they concocted were really something to behold, and never failed to turn me on. My wife’s outfit was a skin colored nylon cat suit, that she made from sheer nylon stocking material. The material stretched to every curve in her body, and had numerous oval shaped openings down each side and throughout. Some lace was strategically positioned in patterns from her ankles to her neckline, only this time it was carefully placed not to cover her tits and pussy, but to surround them. The transparent nylon stretched around her nipples, and clung to every slight fold of her slit and clitoris. She looked virtually nude atop her four-inch heels, and erotically accessible to those places that stood out so invitingly. One of their friends had made a harem outfit of white sheer veil material made up of two separate pieces. Each piece (about four inches wide) was identical, intended for right and left sides of her body. They started by being tied once at each ankle, run up the inside of each leg and through a gold ring just below her cunt. One piece went to her back, the other to her front, up over her shoulder, and fastened to the other piece with Velcro about midway down her body. The effect was that one piece ran up the crack of her ass, over the shoulder and covered one breast, while the other ran up her front side, over the other breast. While the thin transparent material did little to hide her tits, the only way she could conceal her cunt was to keep the material bunched between closed legs. Or, at a whim, she could move to expose her bald pussy at will. At any rate, the flowing material up her crack, leaving her backside totally exposed, accentuated her ass cheeks. The other girl was not quite as inventive, and chose to purchase her outfit from a sex shop, but still didn’t disappoint. It was a typical open bra arrangement with pull away, or open crotch, but couldn’t hold a candle to the looks of my wife and her sister.Jodi’s outfit was really not an outfit at all. It started with a single spaghetti-strap strip of chiffon material that she wrapped around the back of her neck, and then down the front over her tits where it widened to about four inches to cover her globes. The material then narrowed again; so she could tuck the two strands through her clit ring, and let it just hang over her bare pussy. From the back, she was totally nude, and from the front, she was only barely covered in strategic areas. Together with her long golden blond hair, she was the picture of a virgin innocence. I slowly backed away from the door, not wanting to be seen, and returned to the family room where trays of snacks were set up, along with a cooler of chilled wine and assorted drinks. Pillows and mattresses were placed around the room, covered with silky sheets. Music was playing, and the incense was emitting a pleasant fragrance. I felt that I had wandered into a bordello as I decided to go back out and ring the doorbell. You can imagine the look on Jessica’s face as she swung the door open, expecting someone else. I tried to look surprised to match her expression as she backed away from the door, and the other girls came prancing down the hall. Jodi smirked, and Jessica did her best to take my presence in stride, and said, “Wow! What a surprise! Well, you’re just in time for the party. Anyway, there are some people I always wanted you to meet.” This statement seemed a little odd, for I knew all the women there, but as she looked past me, I suddenly realized that someone was approaching from behind me. I turned to see four very healthy looking black men turn to walk up my driveway, actually carrying flowers. Jessica pulled me into the house and rushed me to the kitchen, while her sister simultaneously said, “I’ll play hostess for a few minutes, then it’s your party.”After a quick explanation of my trip, Jessica hurried her lecture. “Look,” she began in hushed tone, “it’s great that you got to come home early, but we’re having a party here today, and I’m hosting it for the girls. You know very well what goes on, and I’m not about to disappoint everyone and embarrass myself in the process. So, I guess your surprise has turned into my surprise.” She cocked her hip and held her hands up in a helpless gesture and sexy pose, waiting for a response. My eyes traced her figure from platinum blond hair cut in a perfect bob style, perfectly made up face, down her sexy well exposed body to her white four inch heels. To say she was fuckable was a gross understatement, and my mind raced with images of how she would be taken that afternoon.This was the time in our relationship when I had tried just about everything I could imagine to reconcile what was happening in our lives. I had gone from shocked to angry to trying to “fix” the situation, all to no avail. I realized several things by now. One was the fact that I wasn’t going to stop my wife’s antics. She was intent on living out her fantasies whether or not I was there to participate. Of course, I did have the choice of leaving her, but, alas, there was one big problem. I was in love with the bitch! However, there was one thing I hadn’t tried, cooperation. I had never actually been totally supportive of her actions, and it dawned on me that the tack just might give me some say in the matter, at least some degree of control. But, is that what I really wanted? It was worth investigating, and, in an instant, I formulated my new plan of surprise. I would agree to everything, support her black sexing, and everything else imaginable. What could I lose?”I…I had no idea,” I stammered in a fashion befitting the situation. Then, bolu escort bayan figuring on a good offense, I blurted out, “No problem, Sweetheart. I’ve always wanted to meet your black lovers. They must be such gentlemen to bring flowers too. I assume you’re the candy?” We both stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, trying to see an opening, but then, at the same time, we both burst out laughing. It was obvious from her wide smile and relaxed posture that I had actually totally defused the situation, and made her believe that I was now accepting of her behavior. She was actually happy with me! So, taking me in hand, she kissed me and said, “C’mon, baby, there’re some people I want you to meet!” And I followed as she sauntered into the family room.Jessica sprang into the room, jumping off the single step, giddy with delight at the thought that I was giving in to her way of thinking. The girls had already offered drinks to everyone, had just finished modeling themselves for the men, and were cuddling up with black arms around their white, semi-nude bodies. As Jess’s nearly naked body entered, all the men’s eyes focused on her great figure before noticing me right behind. Surprise was not the word, perhaps shock would be better as they all straightened up with a guilty “caught with a hand in the cookie jar” look. “Hi, I’m Jessica’s husband,” I offered with full confidence as I approached the first man to shake his hand. Jessica broke in with an attempted introduction, “Sweetheart, this is one of my lovers, Jerry.” I thought to myself, “Hmmm, Jerry with the sweaty palms. I think I have the upper hand here.” She continued to introduce her friends, “and these are my…our…other lovers,” and each cordially took my hand in disbelief as I welcomed them to my home. Introductions were done in a matter of seconds, and I noticed Jessica leading the girls in smiles, as they stood relieved at my cheery attitude, and tried to look natural.My strategy was working, and I definitely had my wife wrapped around my finger at this moment by my enthusiasm. I didn’t let the advantage slip as I turned to Jerry, Wyan, Mike and Buzz (as he was known), “So, fellas, Jess and Jodi have told me about being serviced by you guys while I was away. Do you get over here often?” I took a drink from one of the girls and began sipping as I listened.”You’re k**ding, right?” said Jerry.”No, no! I really am Jessica’s better half…and, that makes me Jodi’s brother in law. And, I really am interested in meeting you guys and getting some first hand feedback about how it feels to fuck a another man’s wife….and, in your case, especially if it’s a white housewife.” I was pushing it, and I immediately sensed my mistake.”Look, I, uh…we didn’t mean to…I mean, we didn’t expect….we thought that…””Really, guys,” I softened my approach and put a hand on his shoulder, “this is the first time I’ve had a chance to meet my wife’s playmates. And, so, I want you to know that I’m ok with this, so relax. Did I say something wrong?” I was still in control.”No. Actually, it’s me that’s off guard, here. You know, I guess the girls were right.””How’s that?””They always told us that their mates were cool.” Jerry smiled big, and shook my hand genuinely this time. I returned the smile, knowing that I was about to watch my wife get fucked by this guy, but also knowing that I had more to gain by enjoying it than fighting it. Besides, these guys weren’t small. The conversation relaxed, and the girls went back to stroking their playmates egos and bodies. Even Jessica came up to Jerry while we were talking, and cradled under his big black arm, and guiding his hand to her tit, which he took the opportunity to massage in front of me.The more I talked with Jerry and his friends, the more relaxed I became. I realized that these guys didn’t fit my image of the black street gang, but were more gentlemen than anything else. They were very concerned with my comfort level, and that alone was enough to change my offense into acceptance. I was finding myself relieved that these men were actually human, and were only interested in good dirty fun, but not necessarily at my expense.After about 20 minutes, the doorbell rang, and Jess trotted off to usher in five more studs to the party. I loved watching her form, as she looked for all the world to be naked while her bouncing walk jiggled her boobs, and her blond bob hairdo cropped perfectly around her face. The scene was pretty much the same…my semi-nude wife making the introductions, and the new comers feeling uneasy with the husband who was about to witness them filling his pet with black jism. The first group cut the ice by ensuring that everything was cool, and that I was looking forward to seeing my wife in action. As the party got going, the men’s clothing started coming off bit by bit. I was impressed by Jess and Jodi’s choice in black men. I had been told that they were very selective, but now I knew what they meant. Both sisters once told me, “We don’t want to screw brown men, we want to fuck BLACK men with BLACK cocks.” Every man the girls had invited had dark to exceptionally black skin, and their cocks? I couldn’t believe the jet-black slabs of tube steak that was swaying between their legs and slowing rising to attention. These things were huge! Jessica was so proud of her selections, and so excited about me being there, that she made a point of “showing me her men” by getting going from man to man, introducing me to their cocks. She was a vibrant little girl showing off her new dolls as she would wrap her small white hand around the base of a big dick and pump it half way to erection. Another she would suck for a few strokes to make her cheeks bulge, and flick her tongue in his pee hole before presenting the size to me as if it was her trophy. As she proceeded around the room, she would talk to me about each one, totally innocently saying things like, “…and this is Buzz. His poker is really thick and I get off on the way it stretches me wide. He fucks me about once a week…. then there’s Wyan…,” and she would move to show me the size of his balls and bat. I think that my wife was especially fond of balls, because she believed that the larger the man’s balls, the larger the load he could shoot. She loved to massage those black testicles like they belonged to her. Meanwhile, Jodi and the other girls were getting off on the brashness of Jessica telling her husband of her preferences in black meat, and started the orgy while watching her in action.Jessica was really working it, a leg up on the coffee table gave a great view of her pussy through the nylon, a bend over at the waist to loosen some guy’s belt made her straight legs and straining muscles beg to be stroked, and no chance to cop a feel was missed as I watched her hand slip into the crotches of pants that were falling to the floor. Jodi wasn’t losing a beat either. Her one-strap girl outfit was being invaded with and without invitation as her nipples were pinched, breasts squeezed and pussy lips kissed while she lifted a leg to the arm of the sofa. The women got the party going by starting some music, and, one by one, they got up to strip. Jodi danced first, turning it into a lap dance for two of the men, and ended up nude in their laps. My wife was next, gyrating to the music and slowly peeling the cat suit from her shoulders and down her body. She paused to suck her own tits, then fed them to a couple of men waiting to taste her milk. Unlike the typical strip club, she stripped totally nude, then continued her lap dance with her face in the men’s crotch. Again, unlike the local clubs her action didn’t stop until she was holding a big black prick in her mouth, and the other man next to her was inserting his finger in her sopping wet pussy. The other girls followed.Jessica was not only relieved, I think she actually wanted to put on a good show for me, since I was so much at ease with her antics. She arranged for one of her girl friends to make sure that I was getting just as naked as her black studs. So the girl took advantage of stripping me to my hard on, then dragging me by the prick over to where she could suck a white one and a black one at the same time. Of course, by this time everyone was getting naked, and the fancy costumes that the girls wore did their magic with snaps and rips of Velcro before being thrown to the corners of the room. Soon there were four nude women in heels, nine black men with raging boners, and one white husband about to watch his wife, her sister and white housewife friends get fucked all afternoon. And fuck they did. I think I viewed about every position imaginable as stiff black cocks penetrated the milky white bodies of the housewife whores. Actually, they couldn’t be called whores, because they didn’t get paid. In fact, they gave it away religiously and enthusiastically as I was witnessing. The girls always had more men than women, and usually arranged to have more than a two to one ratio, and today barely met that criteria. The object was for each of the girls to be able to have two guys at once if they so desired, and to assure that they would get fucked at least four or more time during the afternoon (counting on each man cumming twice). So there I sat, prick in hand, gawking at my wife and her sister impale themselves on big black cocks, and getting injected with black baby sperm in every hole. Jessica was so thrilled at my attitude, that she made sure I had a good view of her penetrations. She even called to me to watch as she first sucked one guy to hardness, then turned to face me as he sat on the couch, straddle his legs with hers wide to the sides, and lower herself onto his pole as she guided it into her asshole. My cute blonde housewife was now bouncing up and down on a huge black penis stuck up her ass, her gaping bald pussy opening and closing as she rose and fell. As another dark body approached her, I heard her cry, “Stuff my cunt. Stuff my cunt and ass at the same time.” And the man obliged by kneeling between his friend’s legs and sliding his black boner into my wife’s baby hole. Two huge pieces of black meat were about to explode inside her as they continued stroking in and out with their massive tools. Then, suddenly, all three seemed to shudder escort bolu simultaneously, and she was filled with gobs of hot semen as the cocks buried themselves and spurt their cream as far as they could up her poop chute and baby chute.I noticed that Jessica wasn’t the only girl getting fucked. Jodi was getting reamed front and back, face fucked and butt fucked at the same time, while the other girls rimmed a man’s asshole in front, and enjoyed a stuffing from behind. It was quite an orgy. Hot sex was everywhere, and the guys lived up to their label of studs as they went from one white girl to the next, keeping each filled with black meat and semen. The guys would occasionally come over and talk with me, saying how much they liked to fuck my wife, but always making sure that I was still ok with it all. One thing I enjoyed watching was when either Jess or her sister would nurse one of the gents. Both of them continued lactating after their pregnancies, and enjoyed the fact that their tits were fuller than normal and that they easily produced milk on demand. They would straddle a guy and squeeze their tits while rubbing the nipples between the men’s sucking lips. Soon he would be rewarded with streams of warm breast milk shooting from their nipples straight into an open mouth. The girls really liked feeding the men this way, and readily got off on having their breasts milked for a crowd of people. They liked it so much, in fact, that they would always go braless in easily accessible tops so they could nurse their escorts in public, or brazenly fill their drink glasses in a restaurant when on one of their dates. In fact, it was some time after this that I was out to an elegant evening dinner with my wife, her sister, and four of their black male friends. We were having a group meal before we returned to Jodi’s house where I was going to photograph the gents fucking my wife and sister. The men were there to interview the sisters about the club activities, and how they could structure something similar in their hometowns. Then wanted to take home some material to create a brochure for their club, and maybe even start a web page. Anyway, there we were in a perfectly ritzy restaurant, with each of the women flanked by blacks. I sat between two of the men at the large round table, so it was white black, white black all around. The sisters were dressed in their usual sexy fashion, and both were wearing identical chiffon cocktail dresses that were backless. The single strip of semi transparent cloth in front wrapped around the neck, and covered each breast individually as they plunged to the waist where the two sides blended into the skirt section. Going braless, the girls’ tits bounced enticingly as they walked, and showed a lot of nipple as it stretched over their white globes. While having drinks before dinner, everyone was getting rather loose and getting off at the way everyone in the restaurant was staring at the interracial mix. The conversation got around to some of the club’s activities, and when asked about what the women liked to do to be wild and different, my wife looked at her sister and replied, “Well, we make one helluva good White Russian.” When asked what was so special, Jodi said they would demonstrate, and ordered Stoli on the rocks for everyone. When served, the men complained that White Russian contained cream, to which my wife replied, “Oh, but that’s what makes ours so special. We use milk.” And she proceeded to pull one side of her dress aside, exposing her tit, and she began squeezing until her breast milk began to flow. She milked herself into the glasses of vodka one by one, and passed it down the table. Her sister did the same until we all had the J&J (Jessica & Jodi) version of a White Russian. The lights in the restaurant were very low, with table candles doing most of the lighting, but still, several patrons noticed and were too sophisticated to cause a scene. When their boobs were emptied, the sisters slipped their tits back inside their dresses, and continued enjoying the drinks and conversation of the evening. I don’t remember whether I drank my wife or my sister-in-law that evening, but at least I was included. Jessica said that a White Russian was okay, but she preferred a Kalua and cream, and said that she would show us how to make that later. I always loved breast milk after that!Getting back to my wife’s party, the afternoon was fading, everyone was full of food, drink and sperm (in the girls’ cases). The men were lounging around naked, with equally nude women in their laps or cuddled by their sides. The two girl friends said they had to leave for home and get dinner ready for their families, while Jodi said that she and Jess had better get ready too. I assumed them meant their own homes, but I was surprised when Jessica motioned for me to follow her and Jodi into the bedroom while their guests got dressed. Jodi started the shower for a quick rinse off, while I sat on the bed with Jessica standing before me, her pussy oozing black semen right there in front of my face.”I really am happy that you enjoyed this afternoon, love, but there’s more, and I hope you understand. Your trip home is kind of in the middle of our plans for the next three days. You see, Jodi and I (Jodi was now standing next to Jess while the shower warmed up)….well, we arranged to go with Jerry for the next few days to help him with his project. That is, if he would take us, and he said yes.””What do you mean take you, and what project?””You know, be his women, his two white cunts, his housewife slaves to keep around his place or wherever he wants. We do this occasionally, and you just happened to walk in on the week we had it planned. And, oh, his project… well, you see, Jerry is a professional photographer who mostly does advertisement work like layouts for special sales, catalogs, and even head shots for aspiring models and talent agencies. He says that’s all well and good, but it doesn’t make the big money, and so, he supplements his income with a little private photography of sexy scenes for some magazines.””Excuse me? Sexy scenes? Am I getting the drift that he’s into some porno production?” I asked.”Well, now that you mention it, yes,” replied Jess.I continued, “And, you… no, don’t tell me, you help him with the modeling?”My wife was getting that pouty look on her face, rather sheepishly looking downward like a little girl caught with her panties down. At that point, Jodi piped up with her usual blunt explanation, “Look, Jerry shoots a little porn on the side, and he specializes in interracial sex. Is that plain enough?””Go on,” I added.”And, we happen to be his bread and butter subjects. More accurately, we’re his prime material. Frankly, he’s produced several magazines that feature YOUR wife and HER sister being fucked by black men, sucking black cock, and generally performing anything else he wants us to do.” Sometimes Jodi just gets into the mood of being blatant, and the words just spill out of her before she realizes the effect they could have.”But, I haven’t seen anything like that around here.””Maybe it’s because you just haven’t looked. It’s in all the adult stores, glossy, black and white, and in living color!”Jess had moved over to the nightstand, pulled out several copies of full color magazines, and handed them to me shyly. As I picked them up, the first magazine’s cover was a full-page color photo of my wife’s face, covered in cum as she held a huge black cock on her cheek. Her mouth was half open, and a pool of white jizm could be seen inside, ready to be swallowed as she looked into the camera with her baby blues. As I continued to flip the pages, more photos revealed my pert blonde wife in different positions, having black cocks inserted into her body. Anal insertions, combination anal and pussy, pussy while sucking, anal while sucking, anal and pussy while sucking, and even one where she was being fucked in the ass, fucked in her cunt, and face fucked while she held huge slabs of black meat in each hand to the side all at the same time. They were all there in a special edition of what was titled Interracial Goo. That was the front half of the magazine, and the last half consisted of a series of cum shots from the men she was servicing. The final photo showed her virtually covered in sticky white goo, smiling as she lay at the feet of her lovers. The second magazine was devoted to my sister-in-law, showing her in similar shots, position and sequence of events. Her magazine was entitled Black Cream White Dream, and ended in a nice spread shot of her pussy covered in literally gobs of semen. The only differences I could see in the two documents was that one girl had short platinum blonde hair, and the other had long golden blonde hair. The quality of photography was really quite good, and in the short time I took to review the rags, my cock had sprung to life, thinking of my wife and her sister while all this was being shot. Of course, it didn’t help that the two sisters were sitting on either side of me, rubbing their tits on my arms as they looked over my shoulder at the pictures and reminisced about certain poses. “See this one?” said my wife, “I really got off being fucked by that guy. He was pushing hard on my cervix and finally got his cock into my uterus.” “Yeah,” Jodi interjected, “and I remember that you came like gangbusters when he shot his load inside you. You understand, we’re supposed to let the camera catch the cum, not keep it inside.”The two sat there while I perused the pages, talking and pointing as I flipped through to the end. Jessica was the first to ask, “Well, what do you think? They’re really well done, and you can’t believe the amount of feedback we’ve gotten since these were published! I think we’re getting to be some kind of stars or something.””Published? Already?” I asked.”Not only published, but sold out, and clamoring for more!” Jodi exclaimed. “Imagine, right now there are probably fifty thousand men out there that have emptied their balls over my pictures alone. Oh, sorry s*s, and another fifty thousand squirts over yours too.””So am I to just sit here and take the fact that my demure wife and her sister are now porn stars on the printed page? And one’s that specialize in black sexing? At least tell bolu escort me that you got something out of this!”Jessica jumped in, “Of course we got something out of it. About thirty or forty orgasms apiece shooting the pictures!” She and Jodi giggled, but then Jodi elbowed Jess. “But besides the fun, we got these!” she said as both girls put a leg up onto the bed, one on either side of me, and pointed to their bald pussies. “If you remember, Honey, we never got a bill for all my hair removal. Jerry took care of it all.””Jerry paid for both of you?” I asked in amazement.”Not only paid, but escorted us to each and every visit while the procedure was being done. It must have cost him about three grand apiece, but look at the results, soft and smooth as a newborn. Besides, it was fun acting like a black man’s white hooker when he took us for the procedures. We wore practically nothing, and did we get stared at or what? Actually,” she giggled, “When you think about it, we were his hookers, weren’t we?”Of course she was right. There is something special about a smooth slit that I just can’t resist. I loved the way she looked, and could almost cream every time I saw her flaunting her hairless treasure for some stranger. She always twisted things into her being right. Both she and her sister stood there with their perfectly smooth and hairless cunts inches from my face as I could smell their sex and see the excess sperm that had been deposited just minutes ago seeping from their slits. I wondered if it was a good trade, and thought of what he might do next.”Oh, and if you’re wondering if this was worth the trade, we’re pretty sure that he made off like a bandit. But, on the other hand, we got what we wanted, maybe more, because now he wants us to do a series of shoots. Jerry says that there are piles of money in interracial sex shots, especially if they’re done with young looking blonde women. Besides, he also says we can have anything we want in return, especially if we get kinky with some of the work. Any suggestions?” Jess teased while squeezing her tits, and I knew then that the girls were probably conspiring for some boob alterations.The looks on their faces was that of little girl excitement, and their smiles and perkiness said to me that they figured I would be receptive to finding out about this too. What could I say? I stammered an “aw shit” response under my breadth, but I was cut short by Jodi. “We could call you sometime….no, better yet, why don’t you ask Jerry if you can visit us while we’re with him this weekend? I’m sure it would be fine, since you two hit it off so well.” Again, what could I say? And, so, the deal was done, and the two covered me with kisses and playful fondling, wife and sister in law alike, teaming up to stroke my cock as each took turns giving me a much wanted blow job.I didn’t wait for them as they both piled into the shower together, and I left to go back to the guests. I dressed with the others, and I got to know Jerry and his intentions a little better. He mentioned to me that the two sisters had done this a number of times, and he was only too pleased to comply. They put him in complete charge, but expected constant attention in return. That is, “They expected to be surprised by new ideas for getting them fucked or for whoring them out,” he said matter-of-factly as we sat talking. Only the four original men remained, with the others having left as soon as they dressed, thanking me for a wonderful afternoon, and promising to repeat the favor. It wasn’t more than fifteen minutes before the two blondes were entering the room.”Here we are!” they said with excitement, bubbly and all smiles. Well, not all smiles….they were wearing their white “fuck me” heels, but nothing more. Two fresh clean nude bodies complete with bald pussies and bouncing tits circled around us, coming to a halt in front of the five men in the room. “Well, what do you want us to wear this time? We have our shorts, short skirts, cocktail dresses, sun dresses, lingerie, an assortment of our own creations … you name it.” The girls laid out the collection of sexy clothing, while the men started selecting and pawing through the piles. Meanwhile, Jessica and Jodi were giving me excited glances and shifting from right to left leg, stretching their near perfect figures to entice the men. Jodi whispered to me, “Did you arrange it with him?” “Damn! I forgot to ask,” I whispered back. She took the cue, smiled at me, then pushed Jerry back on the couch and plunked her naked self in his lap with arms around his neck. “Jerry, darling, I’ve got a suggestion for you. Why don’t you invite my brother in law over to your place to get in on some of the action?”Jerry’s smile widened, “Of course! You will be my guest, won’t you? The invitation is open…anytime.” He beamed at his inventiveness, and Jessica didn’t wait for me to answer. “Good! It’s settled, then. You come over to join us. Stick will give you directions.””Stick?” “Oh, sorry. That’s Jerry’s name among his friends. Very appropriate don’t you think?” she said seductively as she squeezed his cock through his pants.”Thanks, Stick.” I replied, laughing with the rest of them. “I think I’ll take you up on that.””OK, but for now these ladies are mine, and I’m getting first crack at their cracks.” The girls giggled at the term, and pressed on for a choice of clothing.”Sheeit! I can never make up my mind. Just take it all guys, and we’ll figure it out later.” The men scooped up the apparel, placing it into the duffle they brought with them.”But, what about right now? We just happen to be naked.” Jessica asked.”Right now, my bald pussy friends, I would like to see you in white stockings.” So, the two pulled out pairs of white control top nylons, seductively put them on, and replaced their heels. “OK, what next,” Jodi continued. “I don’t see any reason to wear more than your shoes. Don’t you guys agree?” said Jerry. A resounding agreement came from the other three, and my wife and her sister stood shocked (as they liked to be), realizing that their trip to Stick’s place would be a nude one. I thought his suggestion was very fitting given the intent of the arrangements, so I offered my support, to which I got a high five from each of the black studs. The sisters wanted to be fucked and used, so they were going to start by displaying themselves as these black men’s toys as they made for the front door. Jessica (always thinking) stopped quickly and turned. “Can you do us a favor?” she asked of me. “Get the video camera and go down the street.” I didn’t need another hint as I grabbed the camera that had been used to record the afternoon party, and I headed to my car. I drove to a spot with a clear view of Jerry’s car and the house, and started the camera running as four black men and two blond nude housewives exited my home. I always liked the look of white nylons, as it made the legs of the women stand out in muscular contrast to their escorts, and gave the mental impression that the wearer was virginal. My wife, with her platinum blond bob hairdo, lightly tanned skin, and four-inch heels, was walking naked (except for her white nylons) between two very black men. And her sister followed, with flowing long blond hair, the same four-inch heels and equally nude between her black escorts. The girls were really working it too, for they walked that bouncy kind of walk that women do when they want their tits to jiggle and bounce, and that they did. Two beautiful creamy mounds of flesh shook provocatively, making sure that they moved up and down, side to side. It was part of their act, and as long as they were doing it, they wanted to make sure that anyone seeing them would have no doubt that they were a black man’s white whore. The two girls were drunk with excitement, and I could see that they were giving everything to the experience.Stick had this in mind when he arrived earlier, and purposely parked about two doors away. The party walked down the driveway and proceeded down the sidewalk. The shot I was getting was superb, and couldn’t have turned out better when two cars slowed to watch the parade. The occupants of the first car were new neighbors who nearly took out their own mailbox, and the other car was a couple being escorted around the neighborhood by a real estate sales woman. I got a perfect shot of snapping necks and gawking mouths with the zoom lens, which also showed the semi-naked procession in the background. Both cars slowed to a crawl to watch as the completely nude blonde sisters were ushered into the black men’s car and slowly driven away for three days of black sexing. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but I realized that my fear and shock of knowing that my wife would seek out black men to fuck her was a thing of the past. I had realized that there was nothing I could do to change the situation, and that she was going to pursue her fantasy with or without me. The bigger problem I faced was adjusting to the fact that neither my wife nor her sister would use any form of birth control. They insisted that the thrill of the chance of being inseminated by a black man was the ultimate kicker, and this happened to be their fertile time of the month. Just before I left the bedroom, Jessica had whispered that they were “looking forward to being impregnated by Jerry and his friends. I just love the feeling of being filled with hot sperm directly from their black balls.” She said this staring into my eyes, her face only inches from mine, breathing hard, and waiting for my reaction. Once again, I snapped back with a curt answer saying that it wasn’t my belly that would be swelling with a black baby. She just laughed saying, “I really think you’re beginning to get into this. Good for you! Besides, you already know we’ll get Ron to deep fuck us and bump it out of there anyway.”Yeah, I knew. Ron and his f******n-inch donkey dick had penetrated both girls’ cervixes on a regular basis, and was their trick to naturally aborting. I mused to myself that it’s not every man who would encourage his fair haired housewife to get her cervix fucked by a f******n inch black cock, but, then again, it was the only practical and sane solution. I sat there working the camera as my nude wife and sister-in-law paraded down my street. Just before they entered the car, I zoomed in for a last shot on the nakedness of my family sluts. They bent way over for the camera while slowly getting into the car, and it was clear to see that both their bald pussies were dripping once again.

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