My White Wife Lori Becomes a Black-Cock Whore - Sex Stories

My White Wife Lori Becomes a Black-Cock Whore

... months before I became involved trying to collect from Bud. Jessie told him about the pretty white woman who was on his team, as well as her name. Lori had told Jessie my name and what I did for a living, so they were able to make the connection. Up to that point nothing in his story was all that surprising or significant, although that soon changed. Bud wrote several paragraphs describing how over a period of several months, Jessie befriended Lori and was trying to get her to be more and more comfortable with him. Jessie had apparently interpreted Lori’s flirty personality as being a come-on to him. One night they were working together in the isolated layaway loft, when Jessie made his move. Lori was on her knees looking at the labels on a couple of the boxes, and Jessie accidently-on-purpose stood next to her with his huge cock bulge only inches from her face. That way he could act innocent and test her interest, and deny that he had any bad motives if she didn’t take any notice of him. He got his answer after she turned and stared at the bulge for about twenty seconds. He reached down to rub it and asked, “Do you see anything you like, Lori?” She looked up at him and, being her flirty self, smiled and said, “Oh my goodness, Jessie. My husband has some videos showing black men with big cocks fucking white women, but I’ve never seen a black cock in the flesh. You’re such a dirty old man for pushing your big bulge into the face of a sweet, young white girl like me. You aren’t ...

... trying to show me your cock are you, Jesse?” Lori stayed on her knees as Jesse kept rubbing his cock and said, “Well, the way I see it, honey, if your hubby has really shown you those kinds of videos, then he must be hinting for you to try some black meat for yourself. We’re both adults and all alone up here, so you can take it out and hold it if you want to. We can’t get completely undressed, though. Others might come in here, and I need to be able to quickly pull my pants back up.” The story continued, describing how Lori reached up to unfasten his belt and pants, and then lowered the zipper. As his pats dropped to the floor she was staring at the half-hard bulge of his thick cock in his tight, white underwear. Then she pulled his underwear down, and Jesse’s black, thick, uncircumcised, nine inch cock sprang out in front of her face, as his heavy, egg-sized balls swung in the hairy, black scrotum between his legs. She took his cock into her right hand as she began stroking it, and also held his balls in her left. She said, “Holy fucking shit, Jessie, your cock is so long and heavy and thick, and it’s still growing. Your crotch smells so musky and manly too.” Jesse was emboldened by her willingness to stroke him and, moved his hips towards her face, which brought his oozing cock head against her lips. Then he said, “I can tell that you want to taste it, honey. Go ahead and make old Jesse happy by sucking it for me.” Lori took the foreskin-covered head and four inches of his ...