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My White Wife Lori Becomes a Black-Cock Whore

This is an interracial cuckold story written for and in the first-person voice of the Lush reader who told it to me, and enhanced for your pleasure. The last thirty years almost seem like a blur as I look back at my rather unconventional, but sexually-fulfilling life with my wife Lori. My name is Howard, and now at the age of fifty-six, and Lori at forty-nine, we are celebrating our thirtieth wedding anniversary this year. It is still amazing to me, given Lori’s conservative religious beginnings, how she became a black-cock whore, and I became her submissive cuckold husband. Lori and I grew up in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago, although we didn’t meet until the beginning of her senior year in high school at our church academy, when she was eighteen years old and I was twenty-four. With her birth month being in May, and mine in November, that means that I am six and a half years older than her. The start of our relationship was kind of unusual. My family is very religious, and Lori also comes from a very conservative family where church attendance was mandatory, and she was not allowed to dance or even attend movies before we were married. She was still a virgin on our wedding night, which gives you some idea of how innocent she was. Although, I found out later that she might not have been totally innocent. I have the church to thank for us meeting even though I wasn’t regularly attending church services with my parents. My mother worked at the church academy as a teacher’s ...

... aide, and my schedule was such that I was able to pick her up at the end of the day. Lori was there waiting for her ride, and that’s how we met. Her parents transferred her from a public school to the academy when she was seventeen, and supposedly going into her senior year there. However, Lori was behind the other students academically due to differences in the quality of education between the two schools. So she had to repeat her junior year and was already eighteen when she started her senior year. Lori was absolutely gorgeous to me when we met, and she doesn’t look that different today. She is five feet and six inches tall and weighed about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. Her hair is light brown and shoulder-length, with beautiful green eyes. Her breasts are 36Cs with pale, silver dollar sized areolas and thick, rubbery nipples that stand out a half inch. She also has a full, heart-shaped ass and luscious legs, and at the time we were married she had a full, dark pubic bush, which she has started shaving only in the last five years. She still looks youthful and can easily pass for ten years younger than her actual age. Lori’s parents were very strict about where she could go and with whom. And of course I was suspect because of the age difference. Most of the time we spent was at her home in the evenings with her mom and dad. We also went to church together and attended church activities. Her parents eased up once they got to know me, and we had increasing amounts of ...