My Black Babies Ch. 10 - Sex Stories

My Black Babies Ch. 10

... something. What time tomorrow, Mistress?"

"Six-thirty. We'll feed you. Just make sure you shower and clean your ass before coming over, and wear something a little loose. You'll be wearing the chastity belt home. It has all the bells and whistles. Reed paid a fortune for it."

"Yes, Mistress. I'll be there."

I spent much of the rest of the evening reading the instructions that came with it, finding there was one small problem I hadn't anticipated. It required an Android device, and not an Apple device. No problem, I could get a cheap burner type phone at the store on the way home tomorrow, and just purchase sixty minutes of air time. I didn't need the phone to make calls anyway, just control the chastity device. I was juiced when I was finished reading the material. Alexander had to fuck me several times before I stopped begging for it. The only thing I regretted was that my quean not to be there to clean me up. However, my husband did an adequate job in that department.

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On Tuesday afternoon, Terry called me.

"What's up, skank? What did you want to talk to us about?"

"Apparently, you're getting close enough to some sort of a decision that you went out and had you and the boys medically checked out. How close to a decision are you?"

"Brenda and I are waffling back and forth some. I guess we're sort of leaning that way but we're not quite sure we're ready to take that last step and let our men fuck some white sluts."

"Perfectly understandable. ...

... I don't want my husband fucking women of any color, although I have let him lick Savannah's pussy with Joe's cum in it. You still don't have to make any permanent decisions, but I'd like to suggest that you and your men visit Club Mocha with me, Joe, and a white couple in their early to mid forties, who may be interested in breeding services in three months. They were thinking of three or four black gentlemen to fuck a baby into her over the course of two days. It would be done as a show, like the one you attended. I was thinking of your two husbands for black breeders two and three, with perhaps a fourth added to create a better gang bang. You still have three months to decide, but on Friday, you get to meet the couple, get a feel for each other and decide if you even like her or them.

"We'd be charging ten thousand per person to attend the breeding party, five thousand of which would be divided between the participants equally, the wife and the three or four men who bred her. If she didn't get pregnant, five would be returned to the guests, as they didn't actually get to witness a breeding. If she did get knocked up, she and her husband would get $2500 more. If she delivered a black child, they'd also get the rest to help raise the kid. The show we had this past weekend had sixty paying attendees. I think we could have more, even at the higher rates. Knowing that a white woman will be bred by three or four black men at the height of her fertility, makes for a hell of a ...