My Black Babies Ch 07

Jacob has a medical issue when shown the recording of his wife. Joe takes Vicky to Club Mocha where she's turned into a cheap whore for charity in front of her husband. This chapter contains interracial sex, gay sex, oral sex, double and triple penetrations, revenge fucking, group sex, and a train. My thanks to JohnnyGalt. This story is copyright protected, and no reproduction, or submission to other literary platforms may be done without the author's permission. ©

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2024

My Black Babies, Ch 7

Our Plan Backfires, Sort Of

After supper, we got a room at the Ritz. We were all up in the room, and Penny was recording a movie on Joe's phone of Melanie getting fucked by Alexander while she was spit-roasted on Joe's cock. Melanie was really enjoying Alexander's thick black prick. She was loud in expressing her appreciation for her fucking, expressed mostly in moans and gagging gurgles. He may not have quite the length that Joe did, but girth counted, and Alexander had girth to spare.

I texted Savannah.

My Master is about to fuck another black cock loving, white, married slut. Do you want me to record it for you, quean?

The wife?

Yes, and she's fertile and ovulating. You didn't address me as Mistress. Ten swats the next time I see you.

My apologies, Mistress. Record it, please.

You're hoping to see your husband plant another black baby in a white slut, aren't you?

Yes, Mistress, I am.

😂

I'll record it just for you, quean.

Thank you, Mistress.

I started recording it on my phone. No reason Savannah couldn't see Melanie choking on his big black cock before Joe got his chance to inseminate her.

"I have got to get me some of that fine black dick," Penny whispered, trying not to let her voice overwhelm the sound of Melanie's vocal pleasure.

"That can definitely be arranged, girlfriend. I'm always happy to share my Master with other white sluts," I whispered back.

Since Alexander hadn't cum since this morning, he only lasted around fifteen minutes in Melanie's tight twat. That was the good thing about fucking sluts who hadn't previously been stretched by big black dicks. They were tight.

As soon as Alexander had emptied his cum laden balls in Melanie, Joe switched places with him.

"Oh, Gaawwwdddd! Breed me, Joseph. Fuck me with your great big cock, and plant your black baby in my fertile pussy. You're so fucking deep. It's like I'm a virgin again. No man has ever gotten this deep in my pussy. Fuck me, fuck me, hard."

Alexander shut her up by the simple expedient of shoving his messy cock in her mouth to clean off. Melanie sucked him eagerly while Joe pounded her fat prick stretched pussy. I got some nice close-ups of Joe's milky, cream covered cock sliding back and forth in Melanie's slutty cunt for my quean. Apparently, Joe hadn't cum yet today either, because as soon as he unloaded his balls, he turned her over, bent her in two and started drilling her in a missionary. With her legs bent up to her ears, Joe was thrusting deeper and deeper into her pussy, and it was even easier to see him use every inch of his cock to breed her.

Her mouth was open again and she was telling the world how much she was enjoying her fucking.

"Oh, fuck! That's so good, so fucking good. I'm going to need this cock again. I'm never giving up black dick. I can't believe you could keep fucking me after you planted your sperm in my fertile pussy. Fuck me, Joseph. Fuck a baby into me. Cum in me again, lover. Breed your white slut. I love your cock so much, Joseph. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Oh, God, I'm cumming again. You've got a magic cock, Joseph. I've never cum this much before. Oh, God, I'm still cumming. Pound me. Fuck! Breed me. Plant a baby in me."

"Happy to, slut. Maybe I'll train you to take my big, black cock up your ass."

"I'll do it, Joseph, but not tonight. Tonight I need all your cum in my fertile pussy. My cheating bastard of a husband got snipped without talking to me first. I want two children, Joseph. I'll let you and your black friends breed another baby into me. Cum in me, lover. Fill up my cunt with your fertile black sperm."

You get the picture. All in all, Melanie got six heaping helpings of black baby batter painting her pussy, every one captured on Joe's phone. Like two and a half hours of movie footage. I stopped after the two Joe planted. Savannah could see that, and imagine the third time he fucked her, and Alexander adding his own cum to the mix two more times.

I went to the point in the movie where Joe was making his second deposit, his cock buried in Melanie's pussy, his back arched, ass clenched, and took a screen shot. I sent it to Savannah.

That's so hot, Mistress.

She was bred six times, quean. Your husband might be having another child with a married white slut. She wants two. Or maybe Alexander got lucky, but Joe puts his deeper.

You're so bad, Mistress.

All the better to play with you, quean.

👍🏻

By the time all three of them had showers, (and both men washed Melanie thoroughly), it was midnight.

Joe offered to drop Penny off, so Alexander and I could get home earlier. I figured that due to the lateness of the hour, and Alexander having cum three times already, I wouldn't get fucked that night. I thought wrong. Alexander plugged my ass, and gave me a good, three orgasm ass fucking before he retired. I cleaned up with a towel, unwilling to take a shower this late. The morning would be hell anyway.

******

Both Penny and I were dragging some on Friday morning. It took massive amounts of caffeine to get me going.

Jacob stopped by my desk around ten.

"You're not dressing as slutty."

"My Master got me tattooed. He's not ready to reveal my tattoos to the world yet."

"I thought you weren't seeing your Master until this weekend."

"I'm not. He didn't do the tattooing himself. He's been busy, breeding other white wives this week. I heard he was plugging another one last night with a friend."

"How do husbands put up with that shit?"

"Not all of them do, only some men are willing cuckolds. Some men have their cuckoldry thrust upon them, say when their wives find out their husband has been cheating on them."

I saw a flicker of fear cross Jacob's face. He was a cheater, and he knew it, and his wife was gone last night. Apparently, he didn't believe it could happen to him, because it was gone before I could blink.

"What do your new tattoos say?"

"I've got a Queen of Spades tattoo on one arm, BBC slut on the other arm, another small QOS on my calf, 'Black Cock Only' over my pussy, a 'Black Owned' tramp stamp above my ass, and 'Black Bred' on my stomach under my navel."

"You mean your husband doesn't even get to fuck you again?"

"Not until Master's tattoos are gone."

"What a cuckold! Why do you stay with him?"

"Because I love him. How many men would love and adore me while letting me have great sex with more well endowed black men? I have the best of both. I'm not giving it up."

"You're a fucking slut."

"And I have a tattoo saying that exact thing. Why should I deny it. I'm not the only one. Lots of women love getting fucked by a great big black cocks as opposed to a little white dick."

Jacob gave a snort of disgust and stalked off.

Penny smiled at me. "It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. How the hell did you keep a straight face?" Penny asked.

"Don't play poker with me."

"No kidding. What a tool! Is he ever in for a rude awakening."

"I'm looking forward to it. You'll see me laugh then."

"Maybe not. I don't think I'll be in the room with him in case he explodes."

"Joe used to be a bouncer, and he's ex-military. He can handle it."

"That man looks like he can handle anything."

"Indeed he can, and as often as he likes."

Penny laughed.

******

I got a very interesting phone call right before I left work. It was Terry, Abe's wife.

"Hello, Terry, how are you?"

"I'm fine, skank. How are you?"

"Very good," I laughed. "What can I do for you?"

"Brenda and I have talked this thing over, and we'd like to know how it works."

"Do your husbands know you're discussing this with me?"

"No. We don't want them sniffing around your white pussy if we decide not to do it."

"No, you definitely don't want to give them hope if you're not ready. I suggest that you both meet me for a meal, and we can discuss the particulars."

"When?"

"Whenever it's convenient for you and Brenda. I'll pay."

"Tomorrow. Where do you live?"

"In Brooklyn. What kind of food do you like?"

"So do we. Steakhouse or Italian."

"Does DeStefano's or Trattoria L'incontro sound good?"

"We love either one of those restaurants."

"Pick one. I'm going to warn you that my husband will be with me and probably one or two black men, my current lovers. I like to taunt my husband that I might be taking other black lovers, and I need one of the men to give me permission to fuck your husbands, so one of them might be there in case you give the go ahead, to approve."

"DeStefano's for lunch, say one PM?"

"Neither of those restaurants are open for lunch," I said.

"Shit, that's right."

"DeStefano's opens at four PM. Send your husbands golfing, or whatever they'd like to do together. You and Brenda go shopping, which they won't want to do anyway, and meet us at four. I'll be dressed like a slut."

Terry laughed. "Fine. I still think you're a crazy fucking bitch."

"You'll get no argument from me. We'll see you at four."

******

We got home at the same time that night. While Reed made supper, Alexander fucked me in the kitchen in front of him. I told them that the wives of the two black lawyers at my firm, wanted to speak to me tomorrow about their husbands fucking me. Poor Reed groaned when he heard it. Two more black cocks for the pussy he was banned from.

"We're to meet them tomorrow at DeStefano's at four, sir. I think I need to do some shopping before we meet them there."

It didn't sound that smooth. Alexander was pounding my pussy at the time, so that sentence was interspersed with throaty pauses and moans.

"What are you going to buy?" Alexander asked.

"Some" moan "specialty items - for my cuckold - and cuckquean," I said. More like that.

"Sounds like fun."

"Fuck, I'm cumming," I moaned again.

"I can't believe that given how much you've been fucked lately, your pussy is still so fucking tight," Alexander said, thrusting hard and deep.

"It might not feel - that tight to Reed, - if he could still - fuck me, sir. I love - your fat cock, sir."

"Fuck! I'm going to cum in your married white pussy."

"Fill my married" - moan - "white cunt with your" - moan - "superior black cum, sir." Moan. Reed groaned beside me.

Alexander began pumping hard and soon did as I'd requested, filling me with his cum, which Reed then had to consume.

"Sir, if I might ask a favor," I said. "Since Reed now has a nice big black cock to fuck me with, could he fuck me with you when you claim my ass tonight. I really loved having two big black cocks in me the other day. He won't get any pleasure from it, but I certainly will."

"I don't see why not," Alexander said.

"Thank you, sir." Reed said.

"You're such a good boy," I said, patting his cheek. "You make it easy to do favors for you."

That night, Friday night, I rode 'Bruce' while Alexander claimed my ass. Reed cleaned us properly when Alexander finished, with a towel, as opposed to trying to lick up the mess. Better yet, he got to sleep in our marital bed. I was curled up around Alexander, but Reed was curled up around me.

******

I'd looked for a store that would sell the items I wanted, and after an extensive search, I'd found it. The three of us went out after lunch and I bought several items. Alexander led me into the store on my leash, which drew a lot of attention from the other shoppers.

Much of what I purchased were tee shirts. One said 'I am a loving faithful wife' in great big words, with 'unless you have a huge black cock', in smaller words beneath it. Another said, 'It's not cheating if my husband watches', one said 'Black baby on board', while another said, 'Married, with benefits'. One said, "I 🩷 My Husband,' in large words with smaller words making it say 'I 🩷 when My Husband watches'. One seemed to say 'My Husband Loves my Ass', but in a small ribbon before the 'my Ass' it said, 'To Watch Total Strangers Cum In', totally changing the meaning of that little phrase. My two favorites were, 'It's not adultery if my husband eats the evidence', which was fully appropriate for my marriage, and the other said, 'I Spent Hours on Your Dinner. The Least You Could Do is Get Home Before it Dribbles Down My Legs'.

I also bought a fine white mesh crop top tee with a big QOS symbol on it. My breasts were visible through the shirt. All the shirts were rude, crude, and socially unacceptable, and therefore perfect for wearing around Reed. Surprisingly enough, he appreciated the humor, despite him being the butt of the jokes. I guess if you were willing for your wife to have a black child, you were prepared for any eventuality which might follow.

The Eats the Evidence was what I planned to wear out of the store. It was an oversized, loose tank top, that flashed a lot, without revealing everything. I figured it would be more acceptable at the restaurant than the mesh QOS. I tied it under my tits, so my 'Black Bred' tattoo was visible on my tummy. With my black lover, Alexander, leading me around on a leash, it got even more attention.

For Savannah, I bought a silver anklet that said, 'QUEAN' in large letters, and a silver necklace that looked a little like a handcuff, but smoother, with a two link chain dangling in the front. From the chain, I hung another 'Quean'. I'd give them to her the next time I saw her. I got her a temporary 'CUCKQUEAN' tattoo, like my temps.

I purchased Reed a Jack of Spades cuckold bracelet in black braided leather, with a white circle with a black spade inside, with a white J in the spade. I put it on his wrist immediately after leaving the store.

"For my sweet cuckold, who allows me so much pleasure with superior black males," I said as I fastened it on his wrist. I kissed him on the cheek.

Reed drove so that Alexander and I could fool around in the back of his vehicle. I didn't have time to give him a blow job before we got to the restaurant, but we did kiss and otherwise make out in front of my husband.

We got to the restaurant a few minutes before four as Alexander led me up on my leash, we spotted two lovely black ladies waiting outside the restaurant for them to open up.

"Terry, Brenda, I've never met you before, but I've seen your photos in your husband's offices. My name is Victoria Madison. This is my husband, Reed, and my black lover, Alexander Ross, who is also Reed's boss at work. Terry is married to one of the fine young lawyers in my office, Abraham Johnson. Brenda is married to Roland Williams. Both of them are quite good attorneys, and very handsome. Despite that, I think they both married up, as you're both beautiful women."

"You were right about dressing like a slut," Terry said.

"Truth in advertising," I laughed. "My Master likes me dressing slutty."

They opened up the restaurant and we had a reservation for five of us, so got seated immediately. I told the two women to order what they wanted. Reed and I shared a roasted beet salad with raspberry-lime vinaigrette, and barbecue shrimp with orange reduction sauce. Alexander had the crab cakes and pear, arugula and pancetta salad with fig vinaigrette dressing. Terry got the shrimp cocktail and Brenda the short rib rolls with iceberg wedge salads.

All of the women got the 8 oz. Filet mignon with the burgundy-shallot sauce, while Reed got the 16 oz NY strip. Alexander got the baby rib lamb chops with pistachio nut crust. I had iced tea and water with my meal, while the women had wine and Reed and Alexander had bourbon.

"Okay, what exactly is your deal?" Brenda asked. "I've got to tell you that when Roland talked to me about all of this, I couldn't believe it. I was kind of like Terry when she heard. We wanted to find the stupid bitch who propositioned our husbands, and fuck her up. Then after Terry talked to you, she said, 'These people are freaks, I don't know what to think anymore.' What is going on?"

"Reed, why don't you tell them what happened to you your freshman year in college, because everything else kind of stems from that," I said.

Reed gave his song and dance about how he was cuckolded in college by the big dicked black jock and how it had affected him.

"Two years ago, Reed and I started attempting to have a baby, but nothing had happened yet," I said. "This year, I took a week off during my fifth anniversary and was expecting to spend a week at The Pierre, fucking my brains out with my husband to get knocked up. Instead, he paid this gorgeous black hunk, with this beautiful, big black cock to fuck a baby into me. Reed had discovered he was practically infertile, and couldn't give me a child except by sheer luck, so he figured, pay a better man to do the job. Not only that, the man was married. I couldn't believe my husband and the hunk's wife would actually allow this to happen. It confused me, probably as much as you.

"Nevertheless, I confirmed with Reed, and the hunk's wife, that they were both allowing this to happen. For his wife, it was partly money. He gets paid twenty grand to breed white women like myself. She figured it paid better and was safer for him than being a bouncer, which is what he was doing before.

"During this whole breeding experience, I learned my husband is a willing cuckold, who due to his collegiate experience, actually receives pleasure from watching me fuck black men, as strange as that sounds. Given that he enjoys it, and I do too, I thought I should do it all the time. At the time, I believed that the man who bred me, would not, and could not, fuck me again, but I told his wife that if she changed her mind, I would like her husband as my Bull, the one in charge of all my sex from now on."

Our conversation was temporarily interrupted when they brought out our appetizers and salads. We waited until everyone was gone to continue our conversation.

"In the meantime, I began going out with and fucking Reed's boss, Mr. Ross. One week ago today, Joseph's wife informed me that I could continue fucking her husband. She's the female equivalent of my husband, a cuckquean. I took the father of my child as my black Master. He reached an understanding with Alexander to continue as my other lover, so that I had a black male in control of me at all times. It is also more humiliating for Reed to be subservient to his boss, both at work, and in our home."

"When I started wearing my Master's collar, with the Queen of Spades symbol, your husbands became curious, and talked to me about it. They asked if my Master shared me, and as you can see by Alexander's presence, he does. At that time, I told them that if they had your permission, it's possible I could be shared with them, and that if they wanted to fuck me bareback, they needed medical clearance as proof they've got no sexually transmitted diseases."

"And you're okay with this?" Brenda asked Reed.

"It's out of my control. Although I admit to being very aroused when she has sex with black men, I wish that I could still have sex with my wife at times."

"Your husband can't have sex with you?" Terry asked me.

"At the current time, I'm black cock only."

"What do you think about that?" Brenda asked.

"I try to show my husband my love and support in other ways. For instance, I have a big black cock dildo strap-on, and last night, he fucked me with the strap-on while Alexander fucked my ass."