My Black Babies Ch. 09 - Sex Stories

My Black Babies Ch. 09

... ahead of time. No thugs. There are some rules you'll have to abide by if you agree. We need to confirm Jackie isn't pregnant ahead of time, or people will feel cheated. You'll need to give up all vaginal sex with your wife for three months."

"Three months! Whatever for?"

"We won't know when Jackie becomes fertile. It's usually two or three months before birth control hormones work themselves out of her body. If we're going to be charging ten grand to watch an actual black breeding, we need to ensure there may actually be a black breeding, and you haven't planted a baby in your wife's womb. To ensure compliance, I suggest you be placed in chastity, like Reed is. Your wife may still use her hands, mouth or ass to satisfy your urges, but not her breeding apparatus. We'll need to keep her pussy pristine for her eventual black breeders."

I looked at Ed, who was squirming. "You want to do it too, don't you, Ed? You're just worried about what the parents and in-laws will say when Paula has a black baby."

"Yes," he gasped.

"She doesn't need to be bred. We can get her fucked by several large black cocks. It just won't pay as well without the risk of insemination. People will probably pay to see her turned into a white slut for black dicks in front of her husband. Probably half of what people paid for tonight."

"Is there a chance the girl tonight will get pregnant?" Ed asked.

"Some chance. She's not on birth control anymore and she'll be fucked bareback, and she's ...

... young and healthy, but I'd say less than a ten percent chance." Way less if she took a Plan B, but even that wasn't 100% effective. I hadn't even asked where she was in her cycle. "Excuse me. I see someone I need to greet. Go pay Reed and grab a drink."

It was a young man of about Toni's age, who didn't look like he could afford to pay a thousand dollars to attend this shindig. He had on a pair of jeans that had seen better days and a tee shirt of a rock tour from three years ago.

"Hello, are you Reggie?"

He gave my naked body the once over.

"Yeah." He looked at all the suits and fine dresses that had already shown up. "Who decided to pay for me, you?"

"I don't even know you," I laughed. "No one paid for you. It was a free pass. Why don't you get yourself a drink from the bar through that door, then take a seat. The show will be starting soon."

We gave it ten more minutes. Some of the people had said they wouldn't arrive until this evening, so if some missed the first couple of breedings, it wouldn't be a total hardship with a total of eight.

I made an announcement. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. For those who don't know me, I'm Vicky Madison. As everyone can see from the tattoos on my body, I'm a black cock loving slut. My husband is serving drinks in the dining room. At the current time, he cannot have sex with me except for the occasional hand job. He's locked in chastity now. The man who's the father of my baby is Joseph Vanderbilt, this man." ...