My Black Babies Ch. 09 - Sex Stories

My Black Babies Ch. 09

... laughed.

"Tell me which day you get switched with. I need to start notifying possible watchers, including your faithless ex."

"I should know by the end of my shift tonight."

"Keep me posted."

The surprising phone call was from Melanie Astor. "How can I help you, Mrs. Astor?"

"They brought Jacob home from the hospital today."

"Has he recovered?"

"No, but he's not on a ventilator anymore either. He's still comatose, but breathing on his own. They said he could come home, and it would be cheaper than the hospital. They have a nurse coming over a couple times a day to check on him, make sure he doesn't get bed sores, change his diapers, that sort of thing."

"What do you need from me?" I asked.

"Could you help me get in touch with the older gentleman of the two who had sex with me?"

"I can, if you tell me why you need him?"

"It's a little embarrassing."

"Nothing is too embarrassing for me," I laughed. "You can't begin to imagine the stuff I've done the past week."

"Well, despite my husband being a horn dog who apparently couldn't leave any woman untouched, he still managed to have sex with me two to three times a week. He wasn't horrible at sex either. Since Jacob went to the hospital, I've been with him there, and haven't had sex for much longer than I'm used to. I was hoping the single fellow could show me a good time."

"I'm sure Alexander would love to hear from you and make your problems disappear, Melanie. I'll text you his phone ...

... number. He's at work now, but I'm sure he'll be free this evening."

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it. It might take a few minutes. I'm in the middle of something."

Interesting. I called Alexander to tell him to expect a call from Melanie Astor. "She's expecting a booty call," I said.

"Why not Joe?"

"She wanted the single guy. She knows Joe is married. She's used to regular sex and hasn't been getting any. As long as Jacob's in a coma, she could be a regular. I'm sending her your number. Just wanted you to know first."

"Great."

I texted Melanie his phone number.

There was one more thing I needed to do. I called Brenda and Terry in a conference call.

"Hey, ladies," I said.

"What do you want, skank?" Terry said. "We'll call you if we want our husbands fucking you."

"That's not why I'm calling. I'm inviting you, and perhaps your husbands, to witness my black Master breed a white slut this coming Saturday, while her fiancé watches, and perhaps participates, in her breeding."

"Who does that and why do you think we'd be interested in it?" Brenda asked.

"Well, as Joe's wife stated to me, there were plenty of white slave owners who forced themselves on black slaves, so one reason you might be interested, is to witness the opposite. Some well hung black stud impregnating a white slut. That's the first thing. The second thing is, that there will probably be a number of other rich white folks paying a thousand dollars a pop to witness this woman be bred, ...