My Black Babies Ch. 10 - Sex Stories

My Black Babies Ch. 10

... some white slut.

"You'll have to check with my Master. He's the tall fellow dancing with the brunette in the blue dress. Who I fuck is entirely up to him. I'm carrying his baby."

He drifted off, waiting for Joe to finish dancing, or looking for a woman who could make up her own mind.

"Do you think you'd let Jackie become a member of this club?" I asked.

"If I let those men fuck a baby into her, she'll want to continue having sex with black men, won't she?"

"What she'd want and what she'd do are two different things, Frank. If she didn't fuck around after you cheated on her, she's got a pretty good grip on her actions. I wouldn't fuck around on Reed if he didn't want me to. Those men are all married and their wives aren't inclined to let their husbands fuck other women for fun. Will the desire to fuck other big dicks be there? Probably, possibly even white ones. The question is, do you want to continue seeing big black cocks fucking her for the foreseeable future? If you can answer that question, you'll know what you should do. I suppose you'll get that answer when you see her with a big, black cock plugging her pussy for the first time."

He grimaced a little, trying to become erect. I put my hand on his hand, squeezing it.

"I'll bet that hurts like a bitch."

"Damn sure does."

"At some point before her breeding," I said, "Jackie should probably go on a date with a black man while you wait at home for her, perhaps ending in a blow job. Another way to ...

... test how ready you are to have your wife impregnated with black sperm."

Frank groaned. "You're evil."

"A little," I laughed. "On the other hand, you should probably learn to control your dick. If you come here, you have to be caged. Now you know what Reed goes through on a daily basis. He hurt a lot the first month. He's getting better at controlling his sexual impulses now."

Three dances and the four couples returned.

"Why don't you three couples talk a little about what's going on in your heads, and decide if you want to watch your spouse smooching with another person."

"I want you to suck my dick," Alexander said.

"Of course, sir."

I took his hand and led him to one of the couches, where he'd be more comfortable, and they had cushions for the sluts to kneel on. I extracted his cock and began my blow job.

About three minutes into my deep throating Alexander's fine cock, the green band who'd asked me before, came up and said, "Your Master said I could fuck you."

I pulled off Alexander's cock, slurping my way to the head. I turned and looked at my table. Master gave me a thumb's up and I flipped up the back of my dress and exposed my crotchless panties. "Fuck away, sir. Enjoy yourself. I know I will." I went back to work on Alexander's dick while what felt like a seven plus inch dick with reasonable thickness slid easily up my pussy. The only thing I liked better than a spit-roasting was being an Oreo cookie. I had a good time, and he left a massive ...