White Wife Provides Reparations for a Black Coworker and His Friends - Sex Stories

White Wife Provides Reparations for a Black Coworker and His Friends

... was also thick, meaty, and reminded me of a python lying across his thigh. His balls are the size of eggs, and hung heavily on the blanket in his hairy, black scrotum. His genitals looked so masculine, virile, and massive, especially compared to Billy’s little four inch dick, and small, tight balls that never really hung down. I was then able to understand the attraction that so many white girls and women had to black lovers. The men all shifted positions as Calvin pulled my hand to his cock. Chester and Otis shifted positions and began sucking my tits as I stroked Calvin’s cock. It was so thick and heavy in my hand, and I loved the feeling of the foreskin sliding on his shaft. I felt a tingling in my pussy that I never got when being nursed by my baby, and the men were hungrily sucking my nipples and areolas, and swallowing my sweet milk. Calvin’s precum was soaking my hand and I suddenly got the urge to suck his cock. I slowly leaned down to take his cock into my mouth, which pulled my tits away from the other men. I took the oozing head and wet foreskin of his then-hard, twelve inch cock into my mouth. I had never been that excited about sucking Billy’s dick, but I was eager to taste Calvin’s massive meat. I could hardly believe that men could have cocks that big. As I sucked Calvin’s cock, Otis was rubbing my breasts from the side, as Chester moved down to unfasten my pants. I was crouched over sucking Calvin, and Chester slid my pants and underwear down. The aroma of my ...

... hairy, wet, and aroused pussy mixed with the musky smell of those men and filled the van. Chester then sat behind me and massaged my ass with one hand, as he fingered my soaking wet pussy with the other. Chester chuckled and said, “Holy fucking shit, Calvin, I wish you could see this pretty little, hairy blonde pussy here. Her fat lips are soaking wet and just begging for my fuck meat. I’m gonna be the first one to fuck her and plant my seed in your friend’s honey pot here.” Hearing Chester talk about fucking me brought my clouded mind into focus. That’s when I recalled what I couldn’t remember before in the bar. It had been only five days since the end of my last period, and I might have been approaching a time when I could be fertile. I still wanted to be fucked, but knew that I had to at least ask the men about wearing condoms. So I pulled away from Calvin’s cock and still slurred my words when I said, “Wait a minute Chester. Do you have a condom? I’m not using any birth control right now, and I could be near my fertile time.” He laughed and said, “You should have thought of that before, bitch. I’m damn sure not gonna wear a fucking cock sock. And frankly, I’d be happy if I knocked your white pussy up. You need to decide now if you want our cocks, because you’re only going to be getting them bareback. And I know that I damn sure won’t pull out when I cum and your cunt is clamping and sucking my throbbing cock dry.” I might not have decided to go ahead with it if I had been ...