"Chapter 15 of 'My Black Babies' "

"Chapter 15 of 'My Black Babies' "

In the early hours of the morning, it was time for Reed to rise and go to work. His presence casually stirred Savannah, prompting her to return the sofa bed to its original form. I awoke as well, listening to the movement.

Looking at me, Joe dryly inquired, "Ready to put on some clothes, boss?"

"Sure, let's check on how the others are doing."

"Did Reed ask you to replace his father?"

"He left it ambiguous, curious to witness the potential outcome."

Dressing in a robe, we both headed to the living area. My wife was awake, clad in her attire, while Joe showed her affection with a kiss. I turned to focus on cooking breakfast: sausage patties. Emily stepped into the kitchen, offering her assistance.

"Can I help with anything?"

"Feel free. Prepare some scrambled eggs."

She grabbed a mixing bowl and added eggs, scallions, shredded cheese, a hint of milk, and diced red and yellow peppers, diligently mixing the ingredients. Pausing momentarily, she spoke but stuttered. "Um...Er..."

"Spill it out, Emily. Let's not damage a solid friendship."

"I'm sorry, okay?"

"Sorry for what exactly?"

"For engaging in sexual activities last night."

"So you're remorseful for having sex?"

"Ump...for licking me."

"I appreciated your licking. The linens remain clean and hygienic."

"For copulating with my superior, then."

"It wasn't my will; it was his."

"He sought permission to sleep with you?"

"He inquired if you would indulge if the chance arose."

"Didn't you yourself approach him?"

"Not exactly. He merely posed the question."

"Would you consider inquiring about his preferences?"

"How long is the egg stirring activity set to continue?" I glanced at the bowl. "I deem it sufficiently rolled." I passed her a pan and turned on a burner. "Ask me whatever crosses your mind. We're family."

"May I question you?"

"Of course. How concerned are you about time management?" I pointed at the pan. "That egg's been improperly mixed for five minutes."

"Did Ethan intend for me to remain in this residence?"

"Is there a conflict?"

"I don't perceive one. Ethan asked me if I wished to stay. I do."

"If my relationship with Reed succeeds because we both acquire gratification, this same philosophy could apply to our domestic lives. If something makes Reed unsatisfied with our experience, the sources of our contentment would decrease. I share in his joy when receiving the satisfaction I seek from black lovers, ensuring equilibrium within our partnership. I consistently ask Reed for his thoughts on our relationship."

"The only method to gauge your spouse's truest intentions is a query." She dropped the ingredients into the pan and cranked up the stove. "How do I determine if he's legitimately desiring your continued presence?"

"You're closely acquainted with Ethan. Utilize your knowledge to differentiate whether he's candid."

"Say, for instance, if I suggest he should witness me colluding with a black lover, would he concur?"

"If he expresses desire to watch, then likely, yes." I had not initiated interracial copulation due to Reed's preference; instead, I only requested his input.

"I'm unsure about my part in Ethan's life. I merely attempted to create a shared experience and express gratitude through lovemaking."

"As long as the man you married is satisfied, your enthusiasm for ... novelty can proceed."

"I wish to ensure my spouse's wishes align with my own"

"Consider his history with you and make inquiries. Seek his preference under the guise of curiosity." Emily stopped and opened her mouth. "Are you planning to propose your idea?"

"I am. My connection with Ethan has grown, and I'd appreciate knowing his opinion on this matter." Emily returned to the frying process, brazen and hopeful.

"When I was trying to understand what Reed was all about, the initial plan was to call him and talk to him while I had some steamy phone sex. I figured if he wasn't into it, he'd hang up; that he'd just picked Joe to sleep with me simply because he had a good track record with women and I'd enjoy myself. To test this theory, I let him listen to the entire session. When it was over, I asked him if he'd like to be present during the action. When he agreed, Joe shifted from his conventional approach of inseminating me with as much semen as possible to engaging in a passionate lovemaking session with me. It was an utterly different experience from most of the sex we had had before, because I was curious about Reed's state of mind. I made a few unconventional requests, like requesting Reed to lick Joe's tool clean once we were done - charges he would normally refuse. To my astonishment, he was willing to do nearly anything for his interracial cuckolding fetish. Some of the acts I wouldn't even consider, but he was willing to do it without preconditions? That was disconcerting."

"So, should I simply go up to Ethan and ask if he'd be interested?"

"Let's consider his reactions first. Is he frowning, crying, or looking around anxiously? Does he show any signs of arousal, such as an erection or a desire to masturbate in front of others? If he is indeed interested, only then should you make the query. Chances are, he's hesitant because he's embarrassed. If he says he'd like you to stay, ask him how he feels about participating. Would he be okay with knowing each detail? Does he prefer to just have photographs or videos of the events? Or, would he prefer to stay in the dark. If the latter is his choice, he might not be fully satisfied with the situation; he could be only doing this to please you rather than deriving enjoyment from the experience."

"That explain's the boiled eggs."

"And the sausages. I yelled to Quean to help me set the table."

A short fellow with a muscular build walked out of the hallway. "Yes, Mistress?" he said.

Emily was confused. "Why did she call her Mistress?" she asked.

"Don't worry about it for now," I muttered. "It's a long story that I'll share later if you choose to remain, but not now."

I set the eggs aside in a bowl and the sausages on a serving platter. We summoned the gentlemen to take a seat at the dining table, and although Joe's cock was semi-erect, he was far from fully aroused. Emily was still gazing at Joe with a certain intensity. Jeannie sat next to Ethan, while I next to Joe, and Savannah atop the head of the table. I occasionally caressed Joe's cock to keep him and Savannah excited.

Halfway through the meal, Emily posed a question to Ethan, "Ethan, you didn't get to witness my night with Joe yesterday. What would you like to observe?"

"Uh...literally anything," Ethan replied.

" What, like anything?" Emily inquired.

"Say, if you want to suck him off in front of me, go ahead. Just...put his dick in your mouth. Would you like to see his huge black dick deep inside my pussy, or would it be too much?" Ethan enquired awkwardly.

I leaned in closer to Ethan. "Ethan, this is an easy question: Would you like to observe my engagement with Joe?" I prodded.

"I don't know what to say," Ethan responded.

"No one at this table will judge you, Ethan. I'm a big black cock whore, Joe is breeding white women for a living and his wife actively observes it. I've heard how much Emily enjoyed it. What do you want?" I teased.

"No one here will object." I remarked. "I'm a slave to black cock, Joe's breeding white women just for enjoyment, and his wife loves watching him. I heard how thrilled Emily was. What about you, Ethan?"

Ethan fell silent for an unknown period of time. No one else uttered a word.

"I'd like to watch," Ethan said slowly.

"Watch the football game?" Joe asked jokingly.

"No, I'd like to watch you fuck my wife," Ethan clarified.

"Emily, disrobe yourself," Joe commanded.

Emily rose from the table, removed her nightgown, and her robe, leaving her completely exposed. Her eyes betrayed her anxiety, but she attempted to conceal it. (img: Emily nude)

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"Suck my dick. Give me an erection. I want you to look at me the whole time you're sucking it," Joe said.

Emily glanced at Ethan, noticed his tense and aroused expression, along with the bulge in his pajama pants. She then returned her gaze to Joe.

"Yes, Master," she replied. Ethan groaned in response.

Joe smirked at her. "Good whore," he said.

Emily knelt down and started sucking Joe's dick. She could only handle about half of his size, which was around four to five inches. While she bobbed up and down on his black member, she maintained eye contact with him. Joe instructed her to lick and suck his balls, and she did as commanded, still keeping her eyes on the man in front of her.

"Get it nice and wet. It's going inside your cunt next," Joe said.

"Yes, sir," replied Emily.

When his cock was fully erect, Joe turned around to face Ethan. He lifted Emily up and pressed her onto his dick, making her bend over her husband. Emily experienced an orgasm as her pussy enveloped his shaft.

"You feel incredible in me, Master," Emily moaned. "Thank you for using your black cock on your new whore. I know there are many other women you could fuck. Thank you for picking me," she added.

Joe started thrusting in and out of Emily, while keeping her bouncing up and down to take in as much of his penis as she could. His cock was soon slathered in her pussy juices and cum from previous orgasms.

"What do you think Ethan wants to see, Master?" Joe asked.

Ethan answered with a nod, though his mouth was too dry to respond verbally. He nervously licked his lips.

"Why shouldn't Emily have all the fun, Ethan? Why don't you take out your cock and stroke one out? Just do Emily a favor, and cum in a napkin," Joe urged.

Ethan glanced at his wife, then looked at us. Savannah and I both nodded. He unzipped his pajama bottoms and pulled out his hard member. Just like his father, Ethan had a very similar penis. He started stroking it with a napkin close by.

"I'm about to cum in your wife, Ethan. I'm going to fill her with a day's worth of black seed. Are you going to leave it in her, or are you going to suck it out of her?"

Ethan groaned again.

Joe increased the speed of their lovemaking, eventually grunting as he sprayed Emily's pussy with hot jizz. Ethan similarly reached orgasm in his napkin, and Emily echoed his moans.

"Clean the dishes off the table," Joe ordered, and Savannah and I hurried to obey. When it was clear, he put Emily on the table with her pussy pointing towards Ethan. Some of Joe's cum started to drip out.

"Eat up, Ethan. Enjoy your meal," Joe said.

Ethan, without seeming to look at any of us, dived headfirst into his wife's pussy. Naturally, Emily stayed, while Ethan left.

******

Since Emily remained, I sent Ethan to the airport in a taxi. Savannah and Joe returned home to their children, and I spent some time chatting with Emily about what types of experiences she wanted to have while she was in town.

"Anything and everything. I don't know how long this situation will last, so I'd like to try as much as possible. Could I be part of the show you're organizing?"

"Technically, it's a breeding show, and all the women will end up pregnant with black babies. But you could participate, and just have sex. Have you ever tried anal sex?"

"Never," Emily replied. "Do you think I'd enjoy it?"

"If it's done properly, there's no reason why you wouldn't. Did you discuss with Ethan about him taking pictures and videos of you and your black lovers?"

"He wants it," she responded.

"Then the first picture he'll receive is the current one. Shave your pussy, then take a shower. But don't put any clothes on."

"What time does Reed come home?"

"If you're bothered by being seen naked in front of Reed, he saw you naked last night when Ethan removed your clothes and presented you to Joe, and heard your pleas for Joe's large black prick. By this point, any notions of modesty have likely flown away."

Emily blushed, then did as instructed. When she exited the shower, I had her lie down on the bed, applying some temporary tattoos. A Queen of Spades on her right breast, a potentially concealed area, and another on her arm, where it might be visible. A 'Black Cock Only' on her bare pussy area, and 'Owned by Black Master' on her buttocks.

The tattoos you see are just temporary and will disappear in about a month. They'll need to go for the performance, but after today, no more shaving. Two hundred years ago, people didn't shave. When your husband lands and switches his phone on, this will be the image he sees. There's still one more thing necessary. I pulled out a leather collar which had initially been placed on me by Alexander. He'd taken it off to put it on another woman merely to play pranks on her husband. Now, it can be used to mess with yours. I think you should wear this necklace every day until you return, except for the performance.

I exhibited the collar. It was leather, had a QOS medallion attached to the D ring, and said "Black Cock Slut." I fastened the collar on her, then attached a leash to it. I also inserted the smallest anal plug into her ass to get her ready for her first anal sex with a black man. Then we took photographs.

I took pictures from front and back, showing Emily standing at attention with her legs wide, clearly displaying her new tattoos, the collar, and the leash, close-ups of the collar, and each tattoo. One showed her kneeling with me holding the leash like it belonged to her black Master, another showed her lying down with her legs spread and holding her vagina open. Another displayed her bending over, separating her buttocks, with the steel plug in her rear end. Following the picture session, we sat down together and with each posted photo, added a caption.

Like "Master examining his latest slut," for the one showing her standing at attention.

My new tattoos. I'm now exclusively for black cocks.

My collar. I'm a black-owned slut now.

Master observing my bare pussy.

Master prepares my ass for his enormous black cock.

Disciplining myself to kneel for my Master.

"What's the time of arrival of Ethan's flight?" I wondered.

"It's approximately six thirty, Michigan time," Emily told me.

"I wonder if he'll make it before he starts masturbating."

Emily laughed. "I seriously doubt it. You won't be going to Joe's?

"No, you can't go there. He's married and has children. In our fantasy when reality needs to be set aside, you'll be going to Alexander's place and staying with him until Saturday at least."

"He's seeing Melanie, isn't he?"

"Not usually. She has her own house and typically sees him only on weekends. There's a chance you might meet a few of Alexander's other slaves there. He's bedding half the management wives of his business. You're only one of many."

"Is he any good in bed?"

"You won't be let down, slave. His dick isn't as long as Joe's, yet it's just as thick. Everyone from the show is gathering at his house on Saturday to meet each other a little. He may return afterward. You shouldn't sleep with him, as it would be more humiliating for you to see him every day at work and remember he's had both his mother and wife. You should, however, have sex with him. Reed enjoys a certain amount of humiliation. He's aroused when he views you as black cock only, even though he doesn't fuck you.

"Why aren't you black-only now?"

"It's Reed's Christmas gift. He'll have unrestricted access to me from Christmas through New Year's."

"Do I have to?"

"No, instead, you need to. Reed is aroused when he views you as only black cock. It's also important you capture this experience by snapping photos for Ethan and possibly even phoning him while you're having sex. Oh, and if other women are present, much like the management wives at his workplace, be ready for more lesbian sex. Black masters enjoy viewing other women licking each other's pussies. It turns them on, enabling them to fuck again."

I informed Alexander that he'd be receiving a guest, his wife, and to treat her like the slut she is. I got a thumbs-up emoji back.

Reed was shocked when he arrived home to find his mother still there, naked, collar-wearing, and tattooed.

"Why not leave, Mistress?"

"She wasn't content with simply having a night of sexual intercourse with a large black penis. What about you?" Emily asked.

"Reed put all of this into action?"

"He might have planned it, but my ex-husband fell for the bait."

"I created the circumstances for it to potentially occur," I pointed out. "Whether or not you engaged in it was dependent on you and Ethan. The scenario with Joe defiling me in front of you, was almost certainly conceived by Reed."

"Are they upset with each other, ma'am?" Reed inquired.

"By no means," I stated. "It was Emily's idea to remain, and Ethan is just as willing to be a cuckold as you are." Reed exhaled in relief. "Bring Emily over to Alexander's for a late lunch so she can experience some big black cock. You will remain caged until you return to ensure you don't become aroused by witnessing your mother nude."

Following this, we finished our leftovers from the previous night. Then, Reed accompanied his mother to his manager's residence.

"Accompany your mother into the dwelling, and await any directions," I instructed. "Do not return until released."

"Understood, mistress."

Attaching the leash to Emily's collar, I stated, "Enjoy yourself, slut."

She packed her belongings and departed. Reed was away for quite some time, likely observing his mother being penetrated by Alexander's large black member. Upon his return, I released him from his confinement and we had sex three times, one in my mouth, one in my vagina, and the final one in my anus.

"Did you relish witnessing your mother being fucked by Alexander's enormous black penis?" I inquired after his final climax.

"Yes, mistress," he replied, blushing. "I'm rather twisted, mistress."

"I am aware of that, cuckold, atrocious!"

"Yes, mistress," he chuckled. "I am disturbed."

"Now, I demand that you lick me like you did Savannah last night. Allow me to scream as she did. Perform four orgasms, please."

Without any response, he got straight to work. I screamed, much like Savannah. I wished to know what he was doing differently, except it appeared there was a lot of edging applied.

******

Upon returning home on Friday evening, Reed immediately had sex with me, causing our dinner to go cold.

"What triggered that?" I inquired after he'd tidied me up, providing me with another orgasm.

"Alexander brought my mother to the office on a leash this morning, presenting her as my mother to the majority of the employees, his leash secured to his desk for hours, permitting anyone visiting his office to witness her kneeling on a mat at his feet, ma'am," Reed divulged. "I went to his office for something, and he instructed me to lock the door and watched him fuck his wife in front of me,"

"Someone at your workplace now has intimate knowledge of both your mother and me," I chuckled. "What if your boss fucked your sister, rendering all three men in your family cuckolds?"

Reed groaned, then fucked me once more, forcefully fucking my buttocks until he climaxed within me.

"Please elaborate on the rest of Alexander's day," I requested, laughing.

"He began the weekend early, with implicit hints that she'd be sucking and fucking him the entire afternoon, ma'am."

"I suppose your penis was hard all day," I joked.

"Certainly, ma'am."

When he had finishing emptying his balls, I prepared to reheat our dinner. But I had a wicked thought.

"Remember when Joe assumed his position as our Bull, and Joe and Alexander had Savannah and I lick each other while Joe had sex with his wife and Alexander fucked me?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"I wonder if they would have us repeat that scene, with you forced to watch," I mused.

Reed appeared perplexed for a minute, but his expression quickly changed.

"God, mistress, pleasurably suck me off, I beg you to suck me off,"

I complied, thoroughly enjoying the time I spent on him. Once he released the final drops of his depleted sperm in my mouth, he was completely fatigued. He fell asleep. I warmed up our supper and ate by myself, finally retiring to bed around ten. My depraved spouse, I absolutely adored him.

******

Saturday was for planning the exhibition. Everyone was meeting at Alexander's at 10am. Reed and I arrived slightly early, and Paula, Jackie, and Emily were there preparing the house for the other guests. They were all naked, indicating they had recently been fucked, likely since their prior showers.

Alexander instructed everyone to undress like the others, but offered Reed the choice between clothing or his cock cage. Reed opted for clothes. Joe and Savannah joined next, followed by Ed and Frank, Yvette, Mandy, Mike, and Marco. Toni came alone, then Andre, Richard, Connie, Marnie, Serena, and Victoria, accompanied by Everett and Herbert - the husbands of Serena and Connie. The last to arrive were Abraham, Roland, Brenda, and Terry.

Everyone introduced themselves and mingled, as many were unfamiliar with one another. Reed introduced Emily, his mother-in-law.

"This is my husband's mother, Emily. It turns out that Reed's father is just as eager for black cocks as Reed is. When they were visiting for Christmas, he left her here to experience black dick before returning home to his wife. She's had sexual encounters with Joe and Alexander so far, but will also participate in the production. Since she's past reproductive years, she won't be impregnated. Marco and Yvette have created a scenario for the show, and I'll let them explain it. Emily will be in the performance, but won't be bred."

Emily: "Jeremy, this is my mother-in-law, Emily."

Emily: "I hadn't planned for you, Yvette."

Yvette: "What should I do with Emily?"

Me: "Well, she's not old enough to be the owner's mother, since she would've been born ten years before them. I was imagining her as the younger, never-married sister of the former owner. She has never had sex before, so her first time will be when she's raped by the rebellious slaves."

Yvette: "That's a good idea. Okay, everyone, listen up. My father, Frank, will be the plantation owner with my mother, Jackie, as his wife. His parents are deceased. Emily will be his aunt. I'll play as his daughter. It's Christmas time, so there'll be a tree with decorations. Here's the cast:

• Frank as the plantation owner
• Jackie as his wife
• Emily as his deceased sister
• Jeremy as his son (me)
• Paula as father's sister
• Ed as her husband
• Penelope as their engaged daughter
• Spencer as Penelope's fiance
• Michael as my friend from finishing school

Richard and Marnie will play as the plantation overseer and his wife. Everett and Caroline will serve as my father's youngest brother and his wife. Antoinette can be Connie's unmarried sister, and Victoria as their maid.

Here are some suggested name changes:

• Frank instead of Frank - old-fashioned and works well
• Jocelyn instead of Jackie - older name
• Yancy for me - more appropriate
• Miranda for Mandy
• Michael for Mike
• Edward for Ed
• Pauline for Paula
• Penelope for Penny
• Spencer still suits Spencer"

Richard: "Perhaps Jocelyn instead of Jackie, and Mary for Marnie."

Yvette: "But Marnie is too modern."

Connie: "I couldn't think of a suitable name."

Yvette: "Maybe Caroline?"

Connie: "That works."

As everyone made their way around the room, they began using their new names to become more familiar.

To kick off the production, we'll have family members visiting and mingling, alongside the audience. Prepare empty boxes prior to their arrival, which will be opened later. Table settings for dinner will be laid out, with Theresa and Bertha attending them. While conversations casually take place, Sara, who's expecting, would usually assist with the dinner. Regrettably, she is unaware of who her baby's father is since the overseer, Andrew, frequently visits the slave quarters, resulting in her being raped. Sara grants entry to the revolting male slaves who arrive armed with clubs and knives. Following her, Sadie appears among them. In a blink, the house is overpowered by these black men, preventing the ladies from escaping or shutting the doors. We ought to have some male slaves struggle against their cords, such as Richard or Frank, resulting in them being struck unconscious. Fake clubs will be used to simulate real violence, with Mark demonstrating the technique. The men will be tied to the dinner chairs, leaving them unable to control the events that unfold.

Genuine costumes from a Yale production of "Gone with the Wind" are available for the ladies. The ones who manage to fit into these outfits will wear them as they're unharmed. Other costumes of lesser quality are also obtainable. The slaves will advise the women to undress, but they'll decline. Selected women's attires will be torn from them by the slaves, and then the others will be forced to disrobe upon realizing resistance is futile. Then, the male slaves will disrobe, revealing their large black penises. The ladies would be shocked with the distinctiveness between the slaves and their men.

The male slaves share with the white men that they plan to procreate with their spouses and daughters. Notably, Mary can only be bred by Richard and Andrew. Andrew raises dispute about his wife, Sara, who has been routinely assaulted by Richard at the slave quarters. He intends to take revenge by conceiving a child inside Sarah. Andrew dismisses the other men, wanting them to leave his wife for him and Richard requests to mate with his wife, convincing Andrew to let him copulate with her, stating it would be only fair since all had a chance to have a child via their wives. Andrew replies by saying anyone planning to mate with a woman can also be required to fellate him for an erection.

In addition, another tale line should be introduced during the initial act. Frank, my father, acts similarly to other men and visits the slave quarters to rape the slaves. He has learned this harsh act from his father as well. Sadie was conceived by a female slave and Frank's father, resulting in her being lighter in complexion compared to the others. Despite this, Frank continues to copulate with Sadie, who will disclose her incestuous relationship to the entirety of the group.

"Excuse me for a moment," I interjected (as Yvette resumes her narration).

"Certainly."

"The plays will be executed twice, encompassing four acts. Each man will be required to mate with two women in each segment, making it pertinent for each woman to experience intercourse at least once. Overall, the men will copulate six times per day. We handpicked the men to prevent conflicts with this, so I expect no issues arising. Notably, during the show, every woman should be fucked at least once each act. The rest of the females will receive their main breeding on other days. A schedule will be provided to clarify this routine that lasts for about three weeks, with all focusing on the fertile ones. During the show, everyone will be copulated with, regardless of their fertility at the time. This is what is expected." (Resuming as Yvette)

No passion was displayed thus far, so I engaged in kissing and caressing the male slaves, heightening their awakening erections. I explored the chests of Abe and Roland, sparing them as they were married. The others couldn't resist touching each other as well, partaking in the preamble while listening to the narration.

In the second part, the ladies will be more compliant. They'll have vibrant changes, but not their regular outfits. They won't contest much when the men desire to have intercourse with them. They won't precisely be volunteering, nonetheless, there won't be any obstruction, either. They'll show more signs of desiring it. You should have a clear understanding of what to say that fits this scenario.

"In the third phase, the ladies will start yearning for sex with the slaves, in front of their partners. They'll persuade them for copulation voluntarily. Holding their hands and directing them to a bed. They'll commence sucking their cocks to get ready for sex.

"In the last act, the ladies will totally relinquish their loyalty to their black paramours. The male slaves will be in the residence, coupling the white ladies, while the white fellows are in the fields with the black ladies overseeing their labor, with whips and weapons. The white ladies say they don't want to give away their kids, and yearn for more kids with their black companions. Miranda will be clad in Michael's innocent-looking leather collar with a leash, pursuing him indiscriminately like a pet dog, imploring to be fucked as often as she can, much like she is now. We'll have drastically modified the groundwork at the estate, with the black men at the charge, and the white ladies as their subjects. The second performance will inauguration with the revolt after lunch on the following day, just like the first day. That show will be recorded for Club Mocha's membership, by Reed, Herbert, and Alexandra. The recordings will stay under our command, so nothing is released on the internet or anyplace else. The videographers have to recall not to obstruct the viewing perspective of the crowd. I had been pondering a suitable camera strategically positioned behind the audience which can zoom in and out on different intriguing subjects, with the other two established in the dorms for close-up views of the intercourse. Marco and I imprinted out some leaflets about each of the acts and potential language that can be pronounced. Yvette and Marco divulged those to every actor. "I'd like to initiate open dialogue about what we've envisaged. Any suggestions concerning this?"

The exchange remained regarding the specifics that could be conveyed during every one of the four acts, even though every individual was predominantly content with the methodology and intensely stimulating. Additional kissing and touching came about, and most of the black fellows possessed erections now. The moist pussies I perceived were consistently amorous.

The discussion eventually ceased. I consulted my watch, after that declared, "I organized some pizzas to be transported in fifteen minutes. Anyone who isn't fond of being naked when they're brought in should dress currently, although as shortly as they leave, disrobe again. I handle the fertility calendars for the ladies and the house to visit for their reproduction. I'll spread out that information following our meal.

"The gents may desire to hold some intimacy with any of the ladies after the meal. If you unquestionably proceed to coitus, bear in mind to use a condom with any of the breeders. Emily may be coitused uncovered if you need to alleviate a conspicuous erection. If you do have sex with her, request her son to document it for the advantage of her husband. I'm confident he's eager to observe all the gigantic black pensises inserted in her quim."

None of them deciphered to dress, so that's what our deliverywoman witnessed: a significant amount of naked white ladies, and a sizable gang of mostly erect men. Her eyes were steadily captivated. I seized the pizzas from Carla, her badge said.

"What's transpiring?" Carla murmured to me.

"A rehearsal for a play we're going to show," I remarked.

"Naked?"

"The play demonstrates the breeding of nine white ladies by black men, so naked suits."

"Oh my God!...Would I be allowed to view the play?"

"Do you have a hundred thousand dollars?"

"No."

"Then presumably not, aside from if you'd consider being impregnated during a future play, then probably I could encompass you without expense. Give me your number and I'll speak to you later."

She handed me her number. She wound up viewing our production, then being impregnated in play number three.

"I get it. Looking at my fertility calendar, Connie, or Caroline as she'll be known during the show, will be fertile starting on January 7th. According to online sources, home pregnancy tests are unlikely to detect any pregnancy for two weeks after conception. So Caroline will have her IUD taken out on the 5th. Starting from the 6th, a Saturday, I'd prefer all guys to plan to visit her for at least one load of sperm every day at the address she chooses from the 6th to the 10th. Considering sperm can last up to 3-5 days inside a woman's body, you'll begin on Saturday even though her ovulation won't start until Sunday. Her residential address and phone number is listed on the schedule, but she might have another location planned as her Dominant lives at a different address. Once she starts breeding, she's fair game for any other black bareback sex her Master decides to allow. During the show, you can reduce her breeding as she'll already be pregnant or not getting pregnant, so one time should be enough. If you can ejaculate more than six times, go ahead and use her again. Abraham's and Roland's wives may accompany their husbands to ensure their rules for the participating males are followed.

"Pauline becomes fertile on the 10th. A home visit by the male breeders becomes mandatory starting that day, at her residence. On the 10th, you'll be doing double duty with both Paula and Connie. If they come up with a convenient place to take care of both, that might be a good idea to save travel. Pauline requires at least one sperm donation a day from each black stud from the 10th through the 14th, or the day before the show. Once a day at the show should be sufficient for her as well. Stock up on energy, guys; the next few days will be hectic.

"On the 13th, both Jocelyn and Yancy become fertile. You need to fuck them at least once a day in addition to Paula, on Saturday and Sunday, and then give them at least two times per act on Monday and Tuesday, dropping down to once on Wednesday. If you have more cum to give, feel free to fuck them more.

"Mary becomes fertile on the 16th, a Tuesday. Andrew and Richard can fuck her twice each on Monday, but fuck her four times each on Tuesday and Wednesday, and possibly at least one more time, those nights, after the show. Continue f*cking her savagely through the remainder of her fertility on Thursday and Friday post show to ensure she becomes pregnant.

"Miranda, you become fertile on the 19th, a Friday. Since the sperm remaining alive idea, we'll attempt to get you fcked at least three times each act on Wednesday, plus however many more times your Master wants to fill you with his cum. If you have to return to school after the show, your breeding will continue on Friday when you come back to New York. Everyone should be planning to fck her twice each on Saturday and Sunday, and may the man who successfully impregnates her win. I assume you'll be going back to Yale on Sunday night."

Mandy nodded.

"Penelope, becomes fertile on the 21st, also a Sunday. It seems you'll be taking the 16th and 17th off?"

"Yes."

"Gentlemen, start fcking her up on Saturday, give her full loads on the weekend, and try to fck her between 6 and 11 on the weekdays. If you can't get to her house on Monday through Wednesday, try to get her at least two of the three days. Miranda, see if you can arrange to be together with Penelope on the weekend to avoid travel time for the men."

"I will."

"That leaves Victoria and Antoinette. Victoria becomes fertile on January 23, a Tuesday, which means double booking with Penelope on Tuesday and Wednesday. She needs each black stud to f*ck her once a day through Friday, January 26. Where do you live at the moment, since I understand you've graduated?"

"I can go to Richard's house for my breeding," Victoria said. "I'll show up there on Monday night, and Andrew can get started."

"Could Penelope come to Richard's house after work for her breeding?" I asked. "She works in Manhattan, so that would be simple for her. If Spencer wants to watch, but can't reach Manhattan in time, maybe Richard could record her breeding on Penelope's phone."

"We don't mind that," Richard said.

"Antoinette, you'll be the final breeder. Based on the details you shared, you'll become fertile starting January 28, which is our last one. It falls on a Sunday. Toni is unmarried and wouldn't consider this unless she believes she can earn around $400,000 to raise a child on her own. It's possible she's just having fun during the show. If the crowd is smaller than expected, she might leave during the show. If we have the anticipated turnout, from January 27, a Saturday, until the following Wednesday, she'll need to be bred daily by everyone except Mark, presumably. He can give her two or three cum shots on Saturday and Sunday, then he's back in school, and the rest of you must step up."

"Excuse me, but may I interject?" Toni questioned.

"Please do," I replied.

"My living conditions are less than ideal - I have a tiny apartment with thin walls and neighbors who could be nosy. Frequently seeing seven black men a day at my place could cause issues for me. The property managers might think I'm engaging in prostitution or something. Is it possible to do my breeding at someone else's place?"

"Yes, absolutely." Andre answered. "We've already got four other breeders here, so it's not a problem for us. Feel free to come by our house if you decide to continue."

"That's great. Thank you."

"What about your job?" I asked.

"Definitely taking time off for the show, and I may quit my job if I receive the desired amount from it."

"Perhaps I require the same financial reassurance as well," Victoria stated. "I can't raise a child alone without a considerable amount of money."

"If it falls short of what you require, can't we contribute, Richard?" Marnie asked.

Richard was caught off guard. "You've constantly referred to her as my girlfriend, and teased me about her, and now you want to help her out?"

Marnie laughed. "Of course I do, cuckold. I've always had to make fun of someone, and she's an easy target, as is Connie. We're financially stable and could cover any shortfall. Why not? You'd be fine with your white sluts getting fucked, right? Victoria, would you like to move in permanently?"

"Are you certain, Marnie? I mean, Mary?" Victoria inquired.

"Only if it doesn't bother you, master. I've never seen him kick a woman out of bed, and I've never seen her do anything other than try to please him. You want another mistress in the family? I'm fine with that. We've got space for a nursery. Might as well have two extra children instead of one. You're a loving husband, and if you want your young wife to have sex with another man while I'm fucked by Andre, I have no complaints."

"I've no objection," Andre said. "I love white sluts."

"Issues solved, Victoria." Marnie said. "You're a treasure."

Victoria went over to Marnie and hugged her, then Andre, then Richard. "Thank you all so much. You're the best friends I've ever had."

"And the most perverted," Richard noted. "We expect you to contribute to the care of the children, clean the house, and find a job when you move in."

"I'm happy with that," Victoria answered while laughing. "When can I move in?"

"Whenever you want to, honey." Andre responded.

As most of the details were finalized, some of the folks decided to engage in more debauchery. Marnie was blowing Joe while Savannah watched the busty blond take the entire length down her throat. Jackie was sucking Alexander's cock, and Paula was sucking Marco's. Mike was ramming his condom-covered cock deep into Mandy. Emily was watching, eagerly anticipating her next turn. I approached Terry and Brenda. Ted and Ron's cocks were hard, but they weren't doing anything.

"Why not let Abraham and Roland double-penetrate Reed's mother?" I suggested. "She's 54 years old, and you know they won't run off with her. Eventually, they'll be fucking all of this pussy. It might be best to get used to the sight of their cocks in white pussy and mouth."

Terry glanced at Brenda and said, "She's right. It starts in less than two weeks. We may as well get used to it." Brenda nodded.

"Alright, gentlemen." I stated. "You're allowed to breed Reed's mother today, but Abe, you better thank me later with some pussy licking."

The two men exchanged grins and headed off.

"Fair enough," Abe said. "I don't have a problem with Reed fondling their vaginas." Roland nodded in agreement.

"Who's the greatest pussy licker you've ever had?" Brenda asked. "Are they still here?"

"It was a red-haired white guy named Richard," Abe replied. "But he taught Reed, and Reed is just as good. If you're lying down completely naked, they both do a great job by covering every part of you."

The two guys looked at each other and then Roland said, "I'm open to giving Brenda a break, but his penis will stay outside her body."

"She should follow me to the bedroom," I instructed. "I'll let Reed know. Abe, Roland, wait until I can take videos for Reed's father."

I handed Reed his phone and told him to take Brenda and Terry to the bedroom and show them how well he licked pussies. "No dicks, just tongues. I plan to film your mom getting DP, cuckold."

"Yes, Ma'am," Reed responded.

"Do you mean Bertie and Theresa?"

I laughed. "Yes, Bertie and Theresa."

"I'll guide you to paradise if you follow me," Reed said.

Terry giggled. "I like your confidence, Reed, but paradise?"

"I'll bet you that Reed can make you moan whereas your husband can't," I said.

"I'll take that bet," Terry responded.

"Have a great time, honey," I smiled and said. "If Terry doesn't moan, it'll be a whole month before your dick gets some action again. Don't clean your face after you're done."

"Yes, Ma'am," Reed chuckled and took Brenda and Terry away. I instructed the two attorneys to have their way with my mother-in-law and started recording. The two men held her over a stool, alternately servicing her, kissing her mouth, then her vagina, and back to her mouth again. Eventually, both men finished in her vagina. Some more sperm trickled down her legs for Ethan to capture on camera. I also filmed her washing their cum-soaked cocks.

Twenty-five minutes into Emily's sex, I heard Terry scream. Good job, Reed. Thirty minutes later, Brenda sounded ecstatic as well. Abe and Roland had finished by then and glanced at each other when Brenda screamed.

"You men should improve as pussy-lickers since your wives know how good it can be," I said. "Abe, your wife owes me your penis. I'll collect later."

The two women walked back into the room, Reed grinning behind them. His face and torso were covered in cum. It seemed like they'd soaked him.

"He was the one that squirted?" I asked.

"Yes, Ma'am. Both of them, Ma'am," Reed bragged.

"Well done. I won't have to lock you up anymore."

"Did Brenda squirt?" Roland asked in amazement.

"I certainly did, buddy. I wouldn't mind having that experience again if Reed could work his magic on me."

"I thought I'd never make Brenda squirt," Roland admitted.

"I told you two," I said to the gentlemen.

The two lawyers looked at Reed admiringly.

"Damn, white boy. I'd never made Brenda squirt!" Roland exclaimed.

"Seems like you're going to need lessons if you want to preserve your marriages," I suggested.

"What happened here?" Roland inquired.

"If you two don't want your wives hanging around my house every time their husbands are fuck other white ladies, you better step up your game."

"What if I want my wife to take her time?" Abe asked suspiciously.

"I'm thinking we should each get one orgasm per day whenever her husband is fucking another white woman."

"Is that possible?" Brenda inquired.

"I'm sure," Terry responded.

"You also have to wash the bedsheets if you squirt once more, Brenda," I laughed. "I don't want to do extra laundry for your pleasure."

"Sounds like a plan. When can we start?" Brenda inquired.

"It's only fair, Terry," I agreed.

And we agreed on the plan, shaking hands and smiles all around.

Before everyone left, I instructed them to promote the event. "Due to the high number of black children conceived at our show, we'll be charging $100,000 per person in attendance. This may seem excessive, but there are numerous wealthy individuals within New York who wouldn't hesitate to spend this amount on a Super Bowl wager, a world cruise, or a luxury vehicle. Individuals with lawyers, accountants, and regular visits to high-end restaurants. These individuals are our intended audience.

"Attendees will witness participants engaging in sexual acts for three days in a semi-scripted period piece, while also being provided with food and drink for five meals. Fifty percent of the money is distributed equally among the 17 participants, minus expenses, which will primarily consist of food and drink. If no one becomes pregnant, they will receive half of their compensation back without any questions asked, as this is a breeding event, not a sex show. Each time a female becomes pregnant, she loses $2500 of her deposit to cover the discomfort of pregnancy, morning sickness, and medical expenses. Upon giving birth to a black child, she will forfeit the remaining balance of her deposit for the child's support.

"We all know wealthy individuals - people who drive Ferraris, Lamborghinis, and other luxury vehicles. Bosses at your work, clients you've collaborated with, rich friends, and even people who've expressed a strong desire to observe you nude. Share information about the event and its price. Highlight that nine white women, four of them married, one engaged, and four single women, will be breeding with seven well-endowed black men. Another white woman, soon to be the grandmother of a black grandchild, will also participate. Students at Yale University are typically wealthy. If not the student, then the parent. If the student becomes aware, the parent might discover the information. You are responsible for spreading word of the event. The more people who learn about it, the more people are likely to attend, ensuring a profitable payday for everyone.

"During the following day, I'll distribute posters at Club Mocha, requesting the sharing of this information with their clientele, who we already know are open to unconventional activities. Reservations are necessary for attendance, as individuals will not be granted entry without one. Although payments can be made upon arrival, reservations are essential. We need to estimate the expected number of attendees, as our venue has limited space, necessitating catering decisions. The club can accommodate approximately 250 individuals, so we'll limit the capacity to that amount. Help will be required on Monday morning to set up the club prior to the actual event. Trees and decorations must be installed, and tables and chairs established before the start of the show. The stage will be located in the social hall, ensuring a perfect view of the activities. Remain engaged in this trial run. If everything proceeds smoothly, we may conduct additional events."

After they departed, Emma, Reed, and I remained at Alexander's residence that evening. While the men watched football, I allowed Emma to view the images and videos I had taken of her engaging in sexual acts. We deliberated the sort of information she could disclose to Ethan and pinpointed the content she wished to share with him.

"Do you communicate with Ethan on a daily basis?" I asked Emma.

"Yes, on some days twice."

"Beyond the images you send, do you discuss the sexual activities you engage in with him? It's vital to recall that this is his main source of excitement."

"I ensure to provide him with comprehensive descriptions."

"Has he mentioned frequent masturbation?"

Emma chuckled. "He stated that his penis felt sore, prompting his purchase of lubricant."

"Have you informed him about us engaging in mutual oral stimulation?"

"That remains the only aspect I've withheld from him. The concept of sharing my son's spouse's and being shared by her appears to be more taboo than all the other activities I've undertaken."

"You'll need to divulge this as well."

"I have told neither Ethan nor Reed."

"What did Reed's reaction?"

"He was surprised."

A few days later, this man's excitement peaked and he had sex with me again. He started by telling me about Alexander's behavior towards me at work and how it had turned him on all day. That was the reason for our first round of intercourse. Then I mentioned how his boss had recently slept with two crucial females in his life. He entertained the idea of his boss also sleeping with his sister, making it a hat-trick, and requested for a second round of sex from me. After that, I brought up the idea of us licking each other and he had to have me yet again. The final time, I spoke about both Joe and Alexander having a fascination for seeing women enjoy themselves while being fucked, and what if we were to lick each other while two men did the same to us, with him watching. He asked me to suck him off once I proposed that.

As for me, my mind wandered to what Ethan might think about the entire arrangement. I had felt mortified that Reed had witnessed me engaging in intimate relations. But I questioned if Ethan would be any less judgmental considering his absence during certain moments. After all, Reed had even gone as far as masturbating while watching.

"Do you have your largest anal plug?" I asked him.

"I still have one more to insert."

"Alexander has said he'll be penetrating my anus on New Year's Day," I said. "I'm a bit nervous."

"Don't be. Alexander is considerate towards anal virgins. I'll ensure your anal cavity is ready for him."

On the last day of the year, a football match took place, to which Alexander brought the ladies. Reed was called in to be a spectator as the women were introduced to one another. I went on top of Alexander while I licked him and he licked me back. Reed then shot a load during this encounter. Julia managed to clean Alexander off as I cleaned Emily. We were later sent to our own bedroom, where Reed commanded me to relieve my husband of his erection. I was able to relieve him on three occasions.

On our way to Club Mocha for the production's flyers, we came by Mike.

"Is Miranda here?" I asked.

"No, she's resting at home. I had sex with her anus the previous night, resulting in her spending the entire day nursing aches. She's probably in a hot bubble bath right now."

"What's going in within these walls?" Alexander inquired.

"It's pre-New Year's celebration with football games coming later. The champagne corks will be popped at one tonight. Will you be here that long?"

"Not really. Plenty of pussy will keep me entertained."

"Enjoy."

Once inside, Alexander made both Emily and me undress. I carried the posters to Wanda's office. She read them:

"A Produce for those with Selective Perversions.

A Black Slave Revolt on a Southern Plantation

January 15th through January 17, divided into four parts. The performances will be held twice, providing you the chance to see Acts you may have missed each beginning at 9:30 AM, with a one-hour break at 1 PM, and a second hour-long break at 6 PM.

Watch nine stunning white women ravaged by seven well-endowed, dashing black men! One older woman is also participating, but she can't conceive.

Cost: $100,000.

For that price, you'll experience three days filled with watching nine attractive women getting black bred, plus meals and drinks, lunch, and dinner during the first two days, and lunch on the third day.

The women must provide proof that they're not pregnant prior to the initial show. Half of your money will immediately be used to compensate the members involved with the sex. The rest will be put in an escrow account. Evidence of pregnancy will be provided at the one-month mark, with $2,500 for each pregnant woman, with your initial investment being divided accordingly. The women who fail to conceive will get their funds restored to them. For the grandmother who cannot bear, some of her earnings will go towards food and alcoholists. The remaining balance will be returned to the audience.

No black member less than eight inches in length will be admitted.

"Wow, this is quite an offer," Wanda said, seemingly delighted.

A production revolving around the rebellion of a group of black slaves against white masters and their subsequent breeding with them. This spectacle would continue for three days, prescribed with two breaks of an hour. The first two days would have lunch and supper included. A flyer was handed over to Alexander for his perusal.

"The women must submit proof that they're not yet with child before the first show. Half your money goes to compensating the participants of the act, the rest will be placed in an escrow account. A month later, video evidence entailing the woman's pregnancy will be provided, $2,500 will be given to each mother-to-be. If any cannot conceive, their investment will be returned. In nine months, for each woman delivering a black child, $2,500 apiece will be paid out," Wanda read over. "For a matron unable to conceive, only a portion of her money will be used for food and beverages, the rest will be returned."

When the two women proved to be unpregnant after a month, the $50,000 returned to them. A year later, with the women's arrival of nine black babies, Alexander, Reed, and Emily had their money restored.

Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, including interracial encounters.

Prospective guests, gather around! It's time for an unforgettable experience you'll be talking about for quite some time. Nine beautiful white ladies are in search of nine handsome black men to assist them in their journey toward motherhood. Surprise your friends with this shocking and taboo event while you're at it. Who knows, you might just end up with a mixed-race child of your own! Keep the buzz going - future episodes are possible if there's sufficient interest. Don't miss out on this once-in-a-lifetime occasion. Contact this number to secure a spot. Payment must be made upon arrival. If you've booked a spot but can't attend, rest assured, you won't be charged.

Following Wanda's approval, we exhibited the posters in six strategic locations within the club.

"Now this is really something, isn't it?" Wanda quipped as she perused the text.

"You bet it is. We're shooting for the stars with this one. Face it, our clientele has enough wealth to afford it."

Wanda questioned, "Is this lady here to become a club member?" she asked, indicating at Emily, now unclothed.

"She's here as my husband's mom. She discovered her newfound love for black cocks during the holidays. She's observing the happenings before she returns to Michigan."

Laughing, Wanda remarked, "She seems old enough to capture the attention of our black studs. Let her loose in the social room."

"I need some tape to affix the rest of these posters. Can you spare some from you?"

Wanda obliged, "Certainly."

"Reed, sweetie, would you prefer your black dick slut wife to wear her blue band or her red one?"

"I'd like her to wear the blue band," Reed replied.

"There's a big difference here. If Emily wears blue, she can't turn down any black stud, whether they have a white or black wristband. But if she wears red, she can refuse anyone she doesn't want. Since Emily doesn't have a wristband, she can seek out any black stud for sex. However, members will wear condoms in case she's not clean & safe. If she's mistreated or has had enough, she can say 'Meatballs' and the black stud must stop. They might then seek out a blue wristband for relief."

Showcasing my blue wrist band, I attached it to my wrist. Emily and I entered the nightclub. The posters generated intense curiosity. Before Emily departed, she'd interacted with four black studs, orally pleasing two without protection and relieving two more inside her. I, on the other hand, had orally satisfied four black cocks, three entering my vagina, and two my anus. The blue wristbands garnered much attention, but the crowd size for the holiday kept me busier than anticipated.

At Alexander's residence, we updated Ethan on Emily's escapades. My phone exploded with notifications. I scanned them and realized the posters had triggered a reaction. I started a catalog of names and responded to the various texts, ensuring each of them a reserved spot. Informing the others, I revealed that we were receiving reservations for the show.

Interest piqued, Emily brought up a question, "Ethan was rather vocal about this event. Do you know if there's one in Detroit?"

"Let your imagination run wild, dear," I said. "If there isn't, you could start it. Go on a bunch of dates with black fellows, and contemplate creating a safe environment for interracial sex. Have them all undergo medical examinations. Speak with your pals, gauge their interest. If they show promise, find a location, charge fees, and establish a club. Advise Wanda about the setup. They're looking for a select group of people, calling for high membership fees for black men while white women's partners fork out a thou to witness their wives being whisked away by black men." I chuckled.

As Alexander hollered for a slut to devour his penis, it was halftime.

"Which one of you will satisfy my lusty requirements?" Alexander demanded.

"I'll be right there, sir."

"Which one can succumb to my entire member?" he specified.

"I have the expertise and practice to accommodate your request," I answered.

"How does one suck a whole penis?" a dumbfounded Emily asked.

"Lots of practice sucking a large dildo. Reed can demonstrate. He's picked up the skill as well."

Embarrassed by this reality, Emily murmured, "So, I must ask my son about how to purse a massive black penis?"

I revealed, "You can't deny it cries technique and practice."

I chuckled. It was quite unusual. I went and extracted Alexander's testicles. I put in my best effort, but I knew there was room for improvement. I longed to learn Reed's tricks to become a better submissive. Reed took the chance to demonstrate to his mother how to swallow and deep-throat a large member, and she kept honing her skills. She was still training when we ordered food to eat. The delivery guy was astonished to find a half-naked, mid-fifty-year-old woman with seven inches of black dildo thrusting up and down her throat when he delivered our meal.

Another time, Alexander had intercourse with me as I was engaged in a sixty-nine with Emily. We tidied up post-intercourse. As Emily cleansed Alexander's penis, she managed to take in seven of his "thicker than the dildo" inches. Watch what perseverance can accomplish. I sent the image of most of Alexander's penis extending her throat to her spouse.

On New Year's Day, Monday morning, I assisted Emily in using enema solution to cleanse her rectum for her initial anal sex.

"For your first attempt, Emily, you want to assume the dominant female position. You want to ride Sir's cock," I said. "This offers you control over how fast you go, the pace, and how deep. You want maximum control. Sir will do his best to be gentle, but you'll go even easier. Apply lots of lubricant to your rectum, so you can quickly slide three fingers inside you. Apply more lubricant to his phallus. Then, climb on him, position his prick at your anus, and descend gradually. Eventually, you'll reach the bottom. Just remain stationary and permit him to stretch your sphincter, play with his huge black testicles for the camera, and become accustomed to something being that deep inside your intestines. When you no longer feel discomfort, you can begin moving. When it begins feeling fantastic, you can alert Sir to move, perhaps even alter positions. Reed will document you submitting your anus to his black supervisor for Ethan."

"I can't believe I'm engaging in this. My son, recording my first anal intercourse for my spouse. What a submissive I've become."

"Are you enjoying this?"

"Oh, definitely."

"So, there's no reason to be concerned, then."

"Will there be a towel to clean us up after Sir ejaculates?"

"No, that was the other reason you emptied your bowels. I'll be cleaning your anus post-ejaculation, while you clean Sir's penis."

"Please tell me you're joking."

"Regretfully, I'm unable to do so. I'd let Reed do it, but he's not here, right?"

"Oh, God. I might be ill."

"I'll tell you what. If you see even a trace of brown on Alexander's penis, I'll lick it clean. We've cleaned you out six times, only for this purpose. You'll never have to perform this act without the enema, but you're now a black cock slave. Following your shower with your master, you'll also find yourself licking his anus. Reed cleans mine when we're aware I'm clean. We both clean our Master. Contemplate how Ethan will feel when he sees you sucking Sir's penis after he's penetrated you in the anus. He'll realize the extent to which you've become a submissive."

Emily shivered. We returned to the bedroom, where Alexander and Reed were awaiting us, Reed with the camera in hand. I connected her leash to her collar and led her to the bed. Reed started recording.

"Emily is prepared for you to claim her virgin anus, Sir. Prepare Master's phallus for your rectum, slave."

Emily sucked Alexander's penis until it was erect, then she thoroughly coated his black shaft with lube, skillfully massaging his width with her hands. She applied a significant dollop of lube to her anal area, employing three fingers to lube her opening. Emily positioned herself over the head of his penis.

"I've never allowed you to penetrate my anus, Ethan. I'm bestowing it to my black master for the first time. I'm sorry, darling."

Then Emily started lowering herself down his pole. She winced when the head initially widened her, making a slight groan. She paused briefly, then descended an extra inch, until the entire head was within her.

"It's so big, Ethan. You don't realize what Sir feels like in my anus. I feel like Sir's penis is parting me, but I'm set on accepting all of it."

I stood there, displayed like a slut, just holding the leash, my genitals giving off a desire-induced liquid discharge.

Emily sank farther, moaning gently, but not in pain, simply uncomfortable despite using anal plugs for five days. She crouched there, motionless for another minute, before sinking yet further.

"How much of Sir's penis is in my anus, Vicky? How much more do I still have to accept?"

"Approximately three inches, slut. You're progressing fine."

She took another five minutes to fully accommodate his manhood within her back passage. Perched atop Alexander's thighs, she messed around with his scrotum. Eventually, discomfort ceased to bother her, and Emily began to move once more. Her sighs shifted in tone, becoming an unmistakable sound of pleasure.

"He says that after he's been fucking my rear end for over a week and sufficiently preparing me, he'll allow yet another ebony member to trespass into my pussy. Maybe even accommodate a third cock within my mouth. I'll be shivering in delight, a black penis residing within all of my sexual orifices for the very first time, Ethan."

Reed moaned in approval. His dick was rock-hard. I winked at him. A scoundrel of similar nature to him and his two women.

"I'm climaxing, Ethan. I'm climaxing from a black cock in my rectum."

"Masturbate," Alexander ordered. "Rub your vulva."

Emily began pleasuring herself. The thought of Reed, Ethan and me observing her or simply anticipating it sent shivers down her spine.

"You're not permitted to cum again unless I give you prior permission. Don't cum until then."

Emily moaned, "Please, sir, allow me to cum. Please, let me cum."

"No, refuse. If you orgasm without my authorization, you'll be subject to twenty spanks on your recently-fucked behind."

Emily tried to endure the torment for as long as possible. It was remarkably lengthy, given how much strain and tension I could see on her body.

Desperate, Emily begged, "Please, Master, permit me to climax." She began convulsing and shuddering, ejaculating profusely, smearing the sheets with her juices as she howled in pleasure.

"Fuck, sir! I'm climaxing, sir. Your woman is climaxing so intensely, sir. Oh God, sir. Oh God! I'm still climaxing, sir. Forgive me."

Emily had coated the bed with a three-foot-long rivulet of her orgasm, and over time, it lessened to a couple of drops on Alexander's ball sack.

Emily crumbled back into Alexander's arms. He began nibbling at her neck while playing with her breasts.

"Did you climax hard for your master, slut?"

"Yes, sir."

"I've not yet cum, continue fucking me, slut. You are able to climax again."

"Thank you, sir."

Emily heaved herself up and began fucking herself at a faster pace, propping her hands against Alexander's legs. She climaxed frequently now, befitting her designated role as a backdoor slut for her black master. Alexander managed to last another ten minutes before his balls tightened, pulling back to his body and inundating Emily's dilated asshole with a full night's worth of jizz.

As Alexander stopped thrusting, Emily descended into the scene. I anticipated she'd reverently study his dick before sucking him. Instead, she closed her eyes and started cleaning him, blind to what may be coating his shaft. I hoisted her hips and immersed my tongue in her gently-traumatized anus, and licked away the remaining essence. Emily squirmed, intensified her spasms and climaxed again as I accomplished my objective, her anus compressing my muscular tongue as it darted in and out her back door. I licked away the remaining leftovers.

"Lie over my knee for your spanking, slut."

Emily complied, draping herself over his thighs and genitals, and Alexander administered a firm, twenty-slap spanking. This left her posterior with an attractive shade of red. She wriggled, arched her back and emitted piercing squeals during the whipping, but she did not implore him to cease. She kissed him ardently upon its completion.

"Thank you, sir, for granting me such joy. I hope to be of further service to you today."

"Rest assured, slut, you will. I've got more in store for you. In the spirit of education, I'll need you to wash the sheets and commence a load of laundry. Reed, given that this is the last day you're free to cavort before Vicky reverts to black cock exclusivity, make sure to exploit the day as much as you possibly can. If you lose access to your wiener tomorrow," Alexander commented as he shut off the recorder.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

Reed continued fucking me as much as he could the rest of the day, pausing only to observe the Michigan/Alabama semi-final match that afternoon, since he had been an alumnus of Michigan. Reed curiously disregarded the Washington/Texas game later. While he was watching the game, I responded to more reservation-based requests and updated my schedule. Alexander used Emily persistently throughout the day, and by the time we needed to return home, she had successfully buried Alexander's entire dick within her mouth.

******

I handed Emily the 'Bruce' to play with, teaching her how to suck on it, preparing her to give blowjobs to Joe. I informed her that Alexander would be fucking her anus every day, so she could opt for an enema to maintain cleanliness for Sir.

At work, I discovered many people were already aware of the event. Abe, Roland, and Penny had been disseminating the news.

The boss, Rory, came over to my desk.

"I've heard there's some kind of show going on at a club downtown where nine white women are going to be interracially impregnated, and you're responsible," he said.

"I'm facilitating the event and taking reservations, but I'm not in charge," I replied.

"And it costs a hundred thousand dollars to attend this show?"

"Yes, boss. Each woman being impregnated costs ten thousand dollars. Four of the women are single, so they'll need funds to raise their biracial children. Two married couples are having a biracial child twenty years after their last baby, and will have to confront the humiliation of showing their black child to their friends and family, admit to being cuckolded by black penises, and raise another child to send to college. The betrothed couple will wed while the bride is pregnant with a black child. There should be reimbursement for that. By the way, that's Penny, from our office. You'll get some of your money back if black pregnancies don't occur."

"The petite redhead?"

"Yes, boss. You should witness her take on a ten-inch black cock. She's very small but can handle that size."

"Sign me up for a reservation."

"Yes, boss. Should I put your wife down as well? It might be hard not to tell her where you'll be for a few days."

"Do you think I should bring her?"

"It depends, boss."

"On what?"

"On whether you've ever imagined your wife being fucked by a large black dick, because once she's seen it, she'll be imagining the same thing."

I noticed Rory swallow, like his mouth was lacking moisture.

"Book me two tickets. I might only use one. I'll ask her if she wants to join."

"Yes, boss. Two reservations. Thank you, boss." Potential black cock cuckold.

I informed Terry that her husband was picking me up for dinner.

"My husband is secured in his cock cage, so he's unharmed, but ask Abraham if Reed can start earlier or wait for us to get there."

"Sure, slut."

I reminded Abe that I would be having dinner with him. "I've already validated it with Terry. Just light kissing and touching until we reach your house, when Terry will watch you fuck me. Reed will be licking her. If you want him to start before our arrival, that's feasible. His dick is caged, therefore you don't need to worry about anything but Reed's mouth or hands on your wife."

"I'd prefer to see his actions."

"You can watch regardless of when he begins. Terry will contact you."

Abe's phone rang. "It's her now."

"I'll see you after work. Let's dine at a fine restaurant."

I resumed work. I signed up two more senior partners before the day ended.

Abraham drove me to a sophisticated eatery close to work.

"Are you naked under your clothes?" Abe enquired, once we were seated.

"My Master favors me without any underwear."

"Does light petting include my penetrating your pussy?"

"Not to the extent of fingering, but you can undoubtedly detect my arousal, thinking of your dick entering me in front of your wife." Abe chuckled and gave me a lengthy kiss. When the kiss concluded, I inquired, "When did you inform Terry about Reed's presence?"

"Seven-thirty."

"Can he start before we return home?"

"I gave him the go-ahead. We shouldn't be more than an hour late. I'm excited to enter you, whether it's your pussy or anus."

"Cock or ass?"

"May I choose?"

"You certainly have choices, but I'd prefer having Reed lick your semen from my pussy. I wouldn't make him lick it from my anus unless I've cleaned it first."

"Has he done that before for someone else?"

"Whenever he's there and no one else is available to clean me."

"Your mother-in-law?"

"Why not? It's legal."

"But it's quite kinky."

"So is forcing nine white women to have black babies in public, permitting my husband to lick your wife, and being fucked in front of your wife. We've accepted kinkiness as a staple in our lives."

"Yeah, that's true. That's really kinky." Roland was displeased that he couldn't accompany me and fuck me.

"It's true, but you're still one of the most attractive women in the office."

"I'm starting to feel unloved," she commented.

"There's no need to feel that because I'll make you feel loved when we have sex."

I started to kiss him passionately as he ran his hand up my leg, touching a certain wet area.

"Can I bring you your order?" the waitress asked, finally reaching us on a hectic night.

We separated, panting a bit.

"Sure, please." I said, adjusting my skirt. "I'd like your chef's salad with the house dressing and water."

"I'll have a roast beef sandwich with gravy on the hoagie roll and a Coke, please." Abe replied.

The waitress showed a bit of surprise. "Honeymooners?"

"Nope, we've been married for five and a half years." I informed her.

"And you for four years." Abe chimed in.

Our waitress did a double take after hearing this. "Why the difference?"

"I'm not married to him. I'm simply having sex with him later in front of his wife. We were just warming up a bit."

"Me?" the waitress wondered.

"Yes. Both our spouses are aware of this or at least approve or accept it."

"What?" the waitress asked in awe.

"Our husbands like to watch me have sex with black men with large penises. His is more than eight inches long and quite fat. It stretches and satisfies the women rather well. I've seen him use it and it was a fantastic performance."

"Wow," she said.

"He's going to impregnate eight white women over the next few weeks," I added. "There are six other black studs involved who will do the same. His cock is quite large but not the longest."

"So anyone can watch?" she inquired.

"Only if they're willing to pay a hundred thousand dollars. The participants are paid. I already have over thirty people who've expressed interest in watching."

"Thirty already?" Abe asked in amazement.

"Yes, absolutely," I confirmed.

"This is really going to happen, isn't it?" Abe said, quite astonished.

"I believe so," I responded.

"It's definitely something I'd like to watch," Kiki, our waitress mentioned.

"I can accommodate your desire to see some sex, but not a breeding," I assured her. "Give me your phone number and I'll call you later."

"I'll give it to you when I bring your order," Kiki answered.

"So, if we want to continue doing this, we'll need more black men with exceptional sexual performance," I explained. "Since our current members will be pregnant in the next few years and unable to have more, we will need to find new men. It could possibly be two or three women at most, but not too many. The idea of a mother and daughter having a child at the same time is particularly popular. If this successful, you should have a child with your wife and save the money for their college."

"You think so?" Abe asked.

"Absolutely," I said. "You have a wonderful woman. To keep her content, you might need to indulge in some extramural affairs, but keep it controlled."

Abe laughed. "You're amazing."

I slid my hand towards his crotch. "Maybe a little."

We returned home at eight. Terry was screaming: "Don't stop, don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop. Oh, God! I'm cumming again. Where did you get that fucking tongue? Shit, that's good."

"Be quiet." I whispered. "Let's go see what's happening."

We walked down the hallway barefoot to Abe's bedroom. Terry was on the bed, her knees open wide. Reed was expertly licking her chocolate thighs, pressing his fingers into her wet pussy and stimulating her g-spot. Her shirt and hair were soaked from her fluid discharge.

"How are you?" Abe asked.

"Exciting," Terry responded, but her eyes were non-focused, possibly focused on a distant point.

"Hey, sweetheart. This little white minx has a magical tongue. You gotta learn that. It's like heaven. Come on, Reed. Here comes another big one. I swear I'm gonna squirt again. Oh my God."

Terry started to stiffen, and held her breath, slightly shaking, but it took another 30 seconds before she screamed, trembling, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," and a second torrent of cum showered my husband.

"Wow, that's impressive," Abe declared.

"If you think that's impressive, he can suck your dick better than Terry can," I said.

"He can't," Terry said.

"Wanna make another bet?"

Terry was about to respond, then thought about it for a second. "How the devil would you know?"

"Alexander said it was the best blow job he ever had, and he's probably had enough experience to tell. They've even had sex a few times since he said that."

"How in the world did he get so good at that? Stop a minute, Reed, I'm too sensitive."

Reed stopped and turned over, a big grin on his face. I winked at him.

"He went to a training course for a week. When he came back, poof. He also fucks much better, and I'm not talking about much better for a five-inch cock, I'm talking much better period. Some of the best sex I've had. Some of the most intense orgasms too."

"Now you're joking with me," Terry said.

"Nope. He does the same thing to you that he does when he licks you. He just keeps turning you on and on until you think you'll explode, and because he's a master at it, when he finally pulls you over the edge, you fly. But how would you know? Unless you let him fuck you. The guy that trained him said it's helpful if you're submissive, and Reed is. Neither of you two are very submissive, so I'm not sure you could learn. I could, but Reed hasn't trained me yet. He's keen to keep that special skill all to himself. He likes feeling like he's got something none of the others can match. Not just a big cock, but something only he can do. I could go for the same training, but Reed said he would train me if I told him to, but I haven't. I think he should have some fun on his own first. I'm proud he can make all the girls scream." I turned to Abe. "You ready to show me what you've got? If I scream like Terry did, that would be a great orgasm."

Abe pointed to the soiled bed.

"Maybe we should change the sheets first."

"I think the two who made the mess should clean the mess. If you can make me squirt, I'll help you change them."

Terry and Reed got up and changed the sheets.

"Reed, why don't you take a shower? We can lend you a t-shirt or something to wear home."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Hurry, I wouldn't want you to miss too much of Abe's fucking. I'll take my time until you get back."

"Yes, Mistress." Reed hurried off.

I shed my blouse and skirt, leaving me in stockings, tattoos, and jewelry.

Abe began to undress.

"Wait, let me help you with that," I offered.

Abe stopped. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, then kissed my way down his chest to his belly hair, before making my way back to his tippy top again and engulfing him in a deep kiss.

"You're a great kisser," I said.

I unfastened his belt, then the clasp, and then undid his zipper. I slid my hand down his briefs.

"I love a meaty cock," I murmured, rubbing my hand up and down, and adding a gentle twist at the end that Reed cherished.

Kissing my way back up his chest and belly, I pulled his clothing down when I reached his waist and his stiff dick sprang out proudly.

"Can Terry suck your entire cock down?" I inquired, looking up into his eyes.

"Not quite."

I licked around his head. "Mmm. You're going to love this then."

Still gazing into his eyes, I swallowed his whole length, tingling my way up his cock, then happily circling the tip with my tongue again.

"Did you like that, Abe, having a white whore who can totally swallow your cock?"

I licked his balls, still staring into his eyes. Abe glanced at Terry, knowing that was a loaded question. I traveled back down his cock.

"It's okay," he moaned. "Terry knows."

I made the trip up and down his dick a couple more times, teasing the frenulum each time at the top.

"You're going to give me your first load in my mouth," I stated. "Do you know why?"

"Uh...no." [

"I'm planning for you to last at least twenty minutes in me," I stated. "I want the first white woman you sleep with to not need your seed to become pregnant. I'm the one you're having fun with."

"Fuck, oh, fuck! Here it comes," Abraham exclaimed, and he discharged a whole day's worth of cum into my mouth. I swiftly swallowed it all, all the while gazing into his eyes. When he began to soften, I sucked him back to a fresh erection, which is when Reed appeared from the shower, his trousers on, but his top off.

"How would you like to fuck me?" I inquired. "You pick the way."

"Cowgirl. I want to touch your breasts."

"On the bed, cowboy. This woman wants to ride."

Abe hastily climbed onto the bed, his cock protruding erectly. I moved onto the bed with him and extended my leg over. For the first time since I started his removal of clothing, I glanced at Terry.

"Terry, dear. Would you adjust Abe's cock so that it's at my entrance?" I enquired.

"Which entrance is that?" Terry questioned.

"Whichever entrance you prefer." I answered. "I'm not particular. I promise both are tight, but I suspect one is tighter than the other."

Terry approached the bed, and I felt her maneuvering Abraham's dick until it was positioned at my vagina.

"Smart choice," I said. "I adore a large cock in my vagina."

I was moist enough; I slid down his shaft. I reached the end and pressed a few times with my pelvic floor muscles to cause Abe to moan.

"This feels fantastic, Terry. Thanks for going along with your husband's penis."

"You're an asshole, you know that."

"I know, but it's so entertaining. If Abe hadn't suggested doggy style, I'd have licked your pussy, just for you being a good sport."

"We can do doggy," Abe stated.

"Nope, man. Cowboy, play with my tits. Play with all the big boobs when you're breeding the white bitches." Abe immediately grabbed them. "I want Terry to see you playing with my breasts. I'm betting, although it's just a guess, because I love her breasts, but I'm guessing she wishes she had a little more up front, and watching you caress mine might make her just a little jealous. Make sure you play with all the big jugs while you're planting your seed in them."

Terry grinned. "You're evil."

"Nah, don't be like that. I told Abe at dinner that he should impregnate you after this breeding process. Prove that it's not only white women he can impregnate, but he can also impregnate you, too. It'd be fun, having children together. Think of it. You can ditch your birth control like a white slut can. A little extra money doesn't hurt when you're pregnant. Take a holiday during your fertile period to some tropical location this winter, and let him depose his baby-making seed into you. Oh, I'm coming again. How much white cum do you think I can produce? If it gets thick enough, he can't fuck me anymore, since I'll be a black cock-only girl. What do you desire? For me to come so hard on Abe's cock that he can't finish in me, or for a normal number of orgasms so he can ejaculate hot cum in my white pussy?"

Terry laughed. "Is this what you do to Savannah?"

"Oh, I'm much harsher with her. I force her to lick my vagina with her husband's cum inside of it. She calls me Mistress when we're mostly solo. I enjoy it. I can transform you into my cuckquean, too. Do you wish to call me Mistress and lick my vagina after Abe empties it?"

Terry chuckled. "Not in a million years, skank."

"Do you want to lick it while Abe's robust black cock is filling it, getting both cock and pussy? Oh, God, I'm coming again. Oh, Abraham, you're so obese. Is it F or PH?"

Terry inhaled derisively.

I blew her a kiss. "I love you, too, sweetheart."

I leaned down and began kissing Abraham, and he responded by opening his mouth. This helped me through the subsequent orgasms.

I rose up. "Terry, have you and your spouse ever just lay there and kiss? I mean, he can kiss. I enjoy kissing black men. Their lips are fuller. I believe it's more like kissing a woman, but I love it. Ooh, Abraham, are you nearing climax? Are you about to ejaculate in my slutty white cunt?"

"Yes," Abe grunted. "I'm going to spurt my semen in your married white womb."

I ramped up my ride on Abe, increasing my speed and tightening my grip. "Make sure there's plenty of black cum for my husband to clean out of my pussy, Abe."

Abe began to grunt and thrust his hips upward as his balls contracted. He pumped in and out, releasing spurt after spurt of his semen.

"Great job," I praised him. "Fill me up with your hot, black seed. Reed, move over by the bed, your mouth's open."

"Yes, Mistress," Reed obliged.

As soon as I thought I'd extracted every last drop of cum from Abe, I switched my attention to Reed's face. His tongue darted in, searching for the remaining sperm. Terry and Abe watched, mesmerized, as my husband cleaned out my messy pussy.

"Do you want Reed to clean off Abe's dick for you, or should Terry taste his cum with me?" I queried. "Or would you prefer I take care of it myself since I'm a slut and just love the taste of semen combined with my own pussy? Whichever you prefer, I'll inform Terry now."

"I think Reed should clean off Abe's cock," Terry suggested. Although it likely made Abe squeamish, it was still an option. "But if it's a problem, you can just do it yourself."

I gave his member a thorough wash with my tongue and lips, leaving nothing but saliva behind. Abe was semi-erect.

"One more decision for you to make, darling," I informed him. "Abe can observe Reed servicing you again and learn a few tricks, or since I know you can't wait to fuck Abe's brains out to remove his skank, we can leave you alone now, keeping in mind that Reed will be required to clean your cock in the near future. However, Abe won't be around to see it, and he can acquire new pussy-licking techniques in the process. Which would you prefer?"

"I'd rather have sex with my husband," Abe responded. "If Reed gets to lick me like that in the following days, Abe won't need any new skills."

"Excellent choice. Let's be off, then. Abe, please hand me a sweatshirt; it's freezing outside. I'll return it tomorrow."

After receiving the sweatshirt, we quickly left.

"Did you enjoy yourself, my tied-up companion?" I asked in the car.

"Yes, Mistress."

"How does Terry taste?"

"Delicious, Mistress."

"Does Mommy have fun tonight? Will I have to lick her pussy to clean off Alexander's cum?"

"Probably lots of it, Mistress."

"I reckon you're right."

******

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