Lilly

She was practically bouncing with excitement when she left his arms. I was really fucking high and told them to help themselves to some weed and I would get drinks for everyone. Before I went to the kitchen, I handed them the bong. When she looked at me directly that first time, as I passed the bong to her, we shared that special something. We knew that nothing could come between us, except BBC. The one loving exception to the rule of our fidelity was finally in the same room with us and our lust was released towards the Black BBC. We would learn to love and honor him together as a pivotal Phallic Totem of carnal Nigger sexuality, a Divine gift in our otherwise chaste marriage. We both knew that nothing needed to be said between us, that we both wanted this for our marriage and that we loved each other more than ever.

When I came back with White and Black Russians for everyone, there was a cloud of king-kind bud smoke drifting above them. Jerome had brought over something called 'Asian Cherry' bud and they had smoked enough to create a dense smog in the air around them, and they were making out. It was just lovely. Everything I had wanted it to be, his dark strong Black body taking her delicate Oriental body from me and making it his own. Just a little bit of weed and she goes sexually hay-wire. Their kisses and caresses were soulful and intense. They dis-embraced as I handed them the drinks and we all kind of stared at each other awkwardly. "Daisy Lou, Jerome hasn't came all day and he is tired and tense all over from the drive. Do you want to make him feel better?" I just nodded. I forgot to mention that I was still of course wearing my wife's panties when they arrived home. In this dazed and confused state, pure passion was beginning to wash over my body and I knew I needed to go down on him. I just nodded. Eyes wide open.

They got a huge laugh out of that, I should mention – the fact that I had willingly donned my wife's undergarments before they even arrived home. I had forgotten what I was wearing, I was so high and in awe of the events transpiring that my attire had completely slipped my mind. They called me a "Faggot." Fuck, I never knew how sexy that word could sound coming out of my wife and her Black lover's mouths. But it turned me on. Of course, my useless dicklette was still limp in the panties, despite my intense conceptual arousal.

I didn't really know what to say, and figured words weren't really needed for what I was about to do anyway. I got on my knees in front of him and crawled into his crotch, between his legs, eagerly undoing his shorts and pulling them down to his ankles with my wife's help. Fuck, Lilly handled his huge python sized Bull-cock like it had become second nature for her, and she guided it towards my lips as one of his strong Black hands pushed my head lower. The midnight-Black tone of his leathery Cock-skin was mesmerizing, felt so sinful nudging against my opening lips. And his fuck-muscle inside the uncut skin was bone hard. Fuck, his Glory-cock was so long and hard. About the size of my wife's petite forearm. A large downward sloped, un-cut dick-head that just widened exponentially for several inches, gracefully sloping into his veiny shaft-meat, hard like the rest of his muscles, his Fuck-pole slipped gently into my mouth. The thick Black skin of his enraged Bull-cock turned me on, slipping over my tongue, warm, hot, strong, plunging through my lips as I sucked them around his animal brutality and Nigger lust. That fucking hard Bull-cock in my mouth. Oh my god!!! I felt like such a bitch.

"Thank God Daisy Lou, you are doing exactly what I was hoping you would. Submit to the superior man. Worship that Nigger dick, faggot. Suck that Big Black Cock Daisy Lou. Nigger dick is your destiny, baby. I'm in love with it, and you are too."

I gagged a little for the first time on his cock as she said that. He had no patience for that sort of bullshit though, and when I recovered from that first bit of gagging, I'd just barely caught my breath and was lustfully slurping on his Black schlong when he simply pressed my head down tight and shoved his length into my throat, no warning, no questions asked, no mercy given. My throat muscles writhed and squirmed on his justified invasion. He held his ground, preventing me from breathing, pushing his dick so hard into me that his balls were on my chin. Lilly loved it, and I watched her as he assaulted my face for a while. I still couldn't breath, obviously, and as I was turning blue in the face, he kind of fucked mini-thrusts in and out of my twitching throat-love. Then he came. Before he'd given me a chance to breath from my first brutal face-fuck, he started cumming. It gagged me hard, sloshing down my throat, shooting out of his dick way past my tonsils, directly into my gut basically. I was forced to swallow so many times as his thick dick was deep in my throat, spasming on the snot-slick muscles that kept instinctively trying to swallow the load he direct deposited into my stomach. So many throbbing ropes shooting into me. When he was done, he pushed me off his dick roughly. I was gasping, cum and snot dripping down my chin. I had panicked at his onslaught and was just panting, crying, I collapsed, lust-fucked to fulfillment and gasping desperately for air. "YEA, BITCH!!! You my cuck-fag bitch-boy now, White faggot. And I'm your wife's baby-daddy, so fuck you!!"

"Yes sir." In my wife's panties, with this beautiful fucking Nigger-man's cum in my belly, I knew my place. I knew that I should call him "Sir," without being told. He was my superior, and he was breeding my wife. She told me, "From now on when you get to drink Jerome's cum its going to be from my vagina. We just wanted to see you do that at least once in the beginning. Daisy Lou, I hope you know how special this moment is. I love you baby."

"I love you too, Lilly. And thanks, Jerome. That was amazing. I definitely want more, Sir. But I understand it belongs in my wife's womb for now. Thank you so much, Sir!"

"Fuck you, faggot!" was his response. My eyes dilated in awe and devotion towards this sexy stud. He fucking owned us and I was falling in love with him.

I cuddled with Lilly and we kind of cried with joy a little bit together. All of our fantasies were cumming true, and it had all happened so fast and effortlessly. It was like falling in love with her all over again, except we were both falling in love with African Phallus, that strong Nigger Dick, BBC. Fuck. What a crazy world it is we live in!

Since school was out for the summer, there was no reason for Jerome to leave Lilly just because they had came home to our house. I invited him to stay and sleep in our bed. "I love the thought of you breeding Lilly in our bed. I washed the sheets before you came over, but I can't wait to sleep in them when you're done with her. Of course, I'll sleep on the couch if you guys want, but just to be out in the open about everything, I want to watch and be close to the action. This is something I've fantasized about for so long."

The weed had finally had the effect of making me babble on talking about silly stuff. Nothing really needed to be said though. "Daisy Lou, that is so sweet of you. I think Jerome would love to stay over for a little while longer, and you're always welcome in our bed. Just don't get in our way." Jerome knew he was the man of the house, that we had been waiting on him to cum into our lives, and that he was running the show from now on. I had total respect for him. There was nothing timid about this man. He was pure Alpha masculinity, and I felt so thankful and lucky that we had found him.

We all talked and got to know each other really well those first couple days, smoking a lot of weed and doing a lot of fucking. Just them, of course. I was able to cum several times though, even if my dick was still semi limp. After drinking several loads of his froth from Lilly's pussy-cunt, her hair slick with Nigger jizz, my dicklette became extremely rigid. Everyone noticed my three inches poking out and applauded. The attention was embarrassing to me, but what was worse – the thought of fucking my wife with my miraculously hard prick didn't even cross my mind. My dick actually got hard for quite a while and I could have fucked Lilly, but when she offered herself to me, I just shrugged it off and declined, encouraging her to be with Jerome again as I masturbated. I thought out loud, babbling to Lilly in my stoned lust... "Why bother with me even if I am hard? You have a superior lover now. I had my chance with you and blew it. Its his cum in me thats got me so hard and turned on. I'm not a real man. I should just keep watching you two, the real lovers. I should blow my pathetic load in my hand, wearing your panties. Thats the way it ought to be." She simply nodded and kissed Jerome.

I stared into her eyes as I jerked my prick with my right hand and reached over to stroke Jerome's hardening long-cock with my left. She never lost eye contact with me as she straddled him, her moist pussy-cunt hovering over his Bull-cock. I stroked him up and down in my hand and she reached down to his penis too, urging me to guide him into her. I did, I gripped his thickening long-rod and guided the bulbous cock-head in between her hungry sex-lips. It slid home into her and I knew thats where he belonged. She closed her eyes and he kissed her as his Bull-dick slipped in and out of her, now totally rampant. She went kind of crazy with that kiss, to be honest. She started twerking her ass on his dick like a wanton fuck-slut and they fuck-kissed their tongues against each other hungrily. I was on the sidelines once again, where I belonged.

I watched them make love and take their fuck-bliss with each other leisurely, all the hard work of stretching out my wife's pussy having already been done on their 'honeymoon.' She had reached her full potential with him, her mushy-pussy juices enriched the natural Vietnamese elasticity of her married-cunt so that he had full access to her tight womanhood, after a mind-blowing journey of spiritual and vaginal adjustment. And she just gave him her womanhood totally. My shy, studious wife had let it all go and accepted his manhood as the proper fulfillment of her femininity. My shy Viet wife who had spent years researching interracial breeding genetics in the lab had finally been given the perfect opportunity to let loose and overcome all of her inhibitions and fears. She was being Black-bred like we had always wanted. She gave him her hairy-wet womanhood without holding back. It was fucking like I had never been able to give her, even when I could get hard. Nigger Fuck-bliss became an addiction for Lilly, and for me it was a new way of life. I loved that for her, for me, for us, Jerome brought so much joy and love – we gave him glory, fuck-bliss and pure cock-adoration and loving sanctification as we worshiped on his Nigger dick in sweet delight.

During that first marathon of fuck-lust in front of me, after she had most likely already conceived his child during their honeymoon, it was my duty as cuckold to drink his sperm from her pussy-cunt and keep her nice and clean and fresh for him to fuck over and over again. After a couple days, I could feel a good boost of energy from the sudden intake of his hormonal juices to my daily diet and my dick was routinely hardened to its full 3 and a half inches as I watched them. Of course, she was so wet and came so many times with me beneath her, squirting doggie style on his cock-lust fuck-thrusts, or receiving him cock deep missionary style, balls slapping her fat hairy ass right in front of my fucking face. Fuck. I came, I slipped in and out of consciousness several times. My useless dick-spit oozed out of my cock in thin air, or trickled down my knuckles in my hand, or in Lilly's hand, when she condescended to touch my silly dicklette. I learned the fine art of cumming repeatedly with a limp useless White sissy-dick, wearing my wife's panties. It felt so natural in front of them, degrading myself with service to their impatient, urgent fuck-crotches, joined in a perfect Yin/Yang of racial and sexual harmony.

I knew what they were doing was right. It was the right thing to do, letting my beautiful Vietnamese wife breed Black. I accept it as our God given Destiny and dutifully began my worship on his fuck meat. I give Him the Glory. I give Jerome my praise. Her tummy is beginning to grow from his seed, and her titties have gotten heavier. Thank God. This was the American Dream cum true for us. We were starting a family with our Black lover. Life is good.

Ironically, drinking so much of Jerome's testosterone laden dick-jism was having the affect of making me feel more masculine and his seed even gives me hard-ons pretty often these days. Ironically, because I had finally discovered and admitted to myself and Lilly that I was far removed from being a Real Man. In fact, I had admitted to them that I was a cock-slut, a cuck-fag cum-guzzler. My wife and I loved it, fucking loved it beyond all rational limits. It was worship, a sexual need turned to worship of Nigger-meat, African Phallus, that sexy-pounding, Black-throbbing Nigger-dick fulfilled a Holy Trinity in our marriage and remade our relationship into one of service and glorification of his Black Supremacy and Alpha Masculinity.

I learned my place fast, thats all I can say. Everything felt perfect, just right. My sperm was useless as it dribbled and trickled out of my limp dicklette. Lilly's small Viet quim-twat was built for Nigger-dick and we accepted that reality, getting down to the work of pleasuring him, her hairy-married pussy-cunt given over totally to the man who could touch her cervix with his lust-cock, Jerome.

As he nudged at her orgasmic cervix, he enlightened her spiritually and it didn't matter how many other women he fucked besides us, we just honored and glorified him as long as he graced us with his overwhelming presence. His cum spewed deep into her. She looked me in the eyes while he pumped cum against her womb, and we loved each other. He was completing our marriage and it felt so good and natural. His sperm was rampant and we were enthralled by his dominating lust for us. It felt so good being fucked and desired by him, I knew it was just what our marriage needed.