Mindy 's Becoming Ch. 04

The next week James practically lived in our house. He managed to get his work done at night, and so spent all day at Rob and my house, fucking my brains out. He was as much an anal-fanatic as myself, and my asshole was stretched quite a good deal. Although I was fucked in my ass everyday, my asshole didn't become sore, only a bit loose right after the fucking, but closed nicely up after a while.

Rob didn't notice a thing, he even talked about James one time during the week, telling me how much of a nice guy he was, since he gave him a contract to work on which would give Rob a lot of credit in the eyes of the company chairmen. When he told me, I smiled, knowing that James had done that in order to keep Rob busy at work, resulting in longer fucking-sessions at our house. Rob's working schedule also made him less demanding for sex, so I didn't have a hard time trying to take his mind off fucking me with his average dick. Like I already said, I had become a true slut for James' big cock, with no interest at all in getting fucked by Rob ever again.

Now, some of you may wonder why I didn't tell Rob I had fallen in love with another man, or his cock, and that I would want to leave him. James had enough money, and I could easily divorce Rob. Well, as a matter of fact, I still loved Rob. He was a gentle guy, we had had the greatest of times together. But I also loved the sex with James. It was nothing I had ever experienced before. And that's where it became complicated. Sex with James was that great because I was actually married to another man. And I was white. Thus, there was the thrill of being a cheating wife and the thrill of doing something which still was some kind of taboo, to have interracial sex. That may sound racism, but that's just the way it worked. A black man and a co-worker of my husband as well, fucking me behind the back of my husband, was the kinkiest thing I could imagine. So let's return to my tale.

On Friday, just after dumping the third load of that day inside my asshole, James asked me if I wanted to make our little adventure even more thrilling. I was interested to know what he had in mind, and told him so. James had devised a plan. He had invited Rob to his house, and he had said to bring me with him. Rob had gladly accepted, and it was to be the next day, Saturday. Since Rob would be at home, this would James and me to meet, and it got me all hot when I wondered how we could sneak off to have sex with Rob present. James and I fucked one last time after I had congratulated him on his plan by sucking his dick and licking his asshole. We parted as we had the last few days, with James sticking fingers inside my holes and kissing me. Only that day, he easily eased three fingers, instead of just two, inside my asshole.

When Rob came home, I had already gone through the common procedure of cleaning everything and myself. He told me about a phone-call from James, and that we were invited to his house the next day for dinner. I feigned surprise, telling him how much I was looking forward to that dinner.

Saturday during the afternoon was terrible. I was so fucking horny, used to getting fucked all day long, that I locked myself in the bathroom three times, in order to stuff my pussy and ass with my black dildo.

I dressed up for the evening in a white, skin-tight minidress. I purposely forgot to wear panties underneath. I knew that we had to be sneaky in order to get some, so panties would only obstruct our chances to get it on. My ample breasts were visible almost in their entirety, since I had also not bothered with a bra. My cleavage was so complete, that only my nipples were barely hidden under the fabric, but still poking out. I knew that I was wearing risky clothes, but I also knew I wanted to turn on James as much as possible.

When Rob saw me, he whistled:

"Hey baby, that's some hot dress you're wearing. I guess it's time we get it on again soon!"

I laughed, and said something cryptic, not discouraging him but neither encouraging him. I knew that when the day was over, I would only want one dick inside of me, and that was not Rob's.

In the car, it was difficult to hide my bare pussy from Rob, but with some acrobatics I managed.

James' house was quite the mansion, and if I would have been impressed by the showing off of wealth, I'd be impressed. Unfortunately for the house, the only thing that could impress me was a big dick like James'. When Rob rang the doorbell, I was tremendously nervous. I was glad I was standing behind Rob, so he couldn't see my legs shaking.

James opened the door, and again I was fascinated by his great looks. The bald head, the nice facial features and that big, black body. Fuck, I really loved his body.

Rob and James exchanged greetings, but I knew James only wanted to hold me. When he shook my hand, it was like a bold of lightning running through my body. My pussy instantly produced so much juice, I thought it would run down my legs any second. James then led us into the house, which was as luxurious in the inside as it was on the outside. As you know, I didn't have any interest in that. While Rob commented on the house, I only concentrated on James' body, trying to imagine what it would be like to have his dick right there and then.

I managed somehow to get my act together during dinner. James had prepared a delicious Italian meal. We sat on his large table, but unfortunately, it was all glass, so there was no chance I could play with my feet underneath the table.

After the meal, James took the plates and got up. I reacted quickly and grabbed the salad bowl and said I'd help him. Rob wanted to get up too, but James told him not to bother. As soon as the swing-doors of the kitchen were closed, we both put down what we had in our hands and attacked each other. Smartly enough, I hadn't applied any make-up, so our passionate kisses didn't leave any traces, except the wetness between my legs getting even more. As we kissed, our hands roamed the other one's body. I felt James's monster through his pants, and he simply pushed two fingers up my pussy. I came right then. To our advantage, my mouth was pressed on James', so there was just a whimper to be heard. Although I knew we shouldn't press our luck, I decided to suck James' cock. I just couldn't wait. I got to my knees, opened his fly, and got his cock out. It was already semi-hard, and after a few licks, it was rock hard. I gulped down as much as I could, and quickly James grabbed my head and like always violently fucked my throat. I had become so used to it, that I wasn't even gagging that much anymore. After not even a minute, James came right down my throat. There was almost no need to swallow, since it all went right down into my stomach. I got up, and without a word, we made sure our clothes were alright, and I checked my face in a steel-pan which was hanging on the kitchen block.

James handed me some desert and quickly put the dishes in the dishwasher, so as to have some kind of alibi. When we entered the living room again, Rob was sitting there reading in a magazine.

"Hey there...wow, what's that? I love dessert!" he announced. He really was such a naïve guy.

We had dessert, and Rob and James talked shop. I was far away, wondering how the hell I could get James to fuck me. Obviously, James had a plan too. All during dinner and dessert, he served wine, and he wasn't shy about pouring Rob more than me or him. Rob didn't seem to notice and drank large quantities of that stuff.

After an hour or so, we were already reclining on James' sofas, Rob's speech was already slurred. I started talking to him about leaving, but James quickly said that we could crash at his place. Rob was just too glad that James offered that, and after excusing himself for getting drunk so quick, Rob and I were shown our room by James.

Rob undressed only partially and fell on the bed, snoring within ten seconds. I just slipped off the dress, and waited on the bed naked. It didn't even take a minute and there was a knock on the door. I said "Come in" in a normal voice, and when James opened the door, I saw that he was as naked as I was.

"Come in and lick your white whore's pussy in front of her husband, stud!" I said, and spread my legs. Behind me, Rob was snoring, as James kneeled between my legs and started lapping at my cunt. You can't imagine that rush. It was so unbelievable, to have that black stud lick my wet pussy while my husband was sleeping in the same room. And I wasn't exactly quiet about the whole thing. I moaned throughout James' administering, and when I came, I let out a little scream, squirting juice into James' face. I was a bit nervous that Rob had woken up after that, but he was still out cold.

"Now, my little slut, want your black master to fuck your ass in front of hubby?" James asked.

I answered by kneeling on the bed, right next to Rob, and spreading my cheeks to expose my asshole. James kneeled behind me, and slipped two fingers inside my pussy, and then pushed those lubricated fingers hard up my ass. I let out a yelp.

"Oh, fuck, James, fuck your little whore's asshole!" I moaned. James pushed another finger into my asshole. God, I couldn't believe how much my asshole had adapted to that sort of action. I was able to take three finger to the hilt without even flinching. I had become a real slut. I even pushed my ass back, trying to get even more of his fingers inside of me. I moaned like a bitch in heat, forgetting about my clueless husband next to me. James jammed the fingers in and out, stretching me out real good.

James finally pulled out his fingers, and without any warning, jammed them into my mouth.

"Taste your ass, slut. Taste that nasty ass taste, you dirty cheating whore!" he said. I choked on his fingers first, but I loved the rough treatment. That was exactly how I wanted to be treated. I licked his fingers, tasting what my ass tastes like. It was a dirty thing to do, and I loved it.

While James had his fingers in my mouth, choking me, I felt the tip of his powerful cock at my asshole. My asshole was already stretched a good deal, so when James started pushing, the head went in like a hot knife through butter. My moan was muffled by James' fingers inside my mouth, and when he pushed forcefully, I thought I was going to faint. With one stroke, his whole dick was deep inside my bowels, and I felt that familiar painful sting. I didn't know if assfucking such a huge dick could hurt your insides, but I didn't even care. I cherished that sting when getting my assfucked, and couldn't care less if it was against the doctor's order. I pushed back my ass, elongating the pain, which was already starting to mix with pleasure. James took his fingers out of my mouth, and spread my asscheeks even more, giving me the freedom of using my hands again.

Although James was fully inside me, I felt there was still some more my ass could take. I urged James on to fuck my ass hard, to wear me out like a cheap little whore. He didn't need to be encouraged that much, because he was already hammering my ass with his monster cock. It felt so good having his dick inside me, and I totally forgot about Rob, moaning and screaming.

"Oh fuck, do me harder, wear me out!! Fuck my ass as hard as you can, make it hurt!" I screamed. I was in a total fucking frenzy, and I wanted to be the dirtiest slut on earth. I wanted my ass to be really stretched, so I reached back, and tried pushing in fingers next to James' dick. When I had a finger from each hand inside, it already felt like I was about to be split open, but I didn't care. I pulled as hard as I could, spreading my own asshole while getting fucked by a fucking monster cock. The pain was terrible, but it was what I wanted. I wanted to hurt myself, to really be a cheap, worthless fuckslut, whose ass could be used without any limits.

James seemed to like the show a lot, and started to add fingers himself. Soon, next to his cock and my two finger, two of his were squeezed in my dirty little ass. He pulled at my ass just like I had done, and his strength was adding another nuance of pain to my ass. I screamed, and begged James to fuck me hard, so he did.

After twenty minutes of abusing my asshole, he spurted his cum deep inside my bowels. By then, I was almost delirious, only uttering some primal, guttural sounds. Without even touching my pussy, I had had three orgasms, and my ass was now officially sore.

"You're a great little slut! See you tomorrow for breakfast!" James said, and left without another word. I was glad, because after a week of fucking and that ultimate assfuck, I was ready to revitalize my body. I fell asleep next to Rob, not caring about the gallon of cum pouring out my asshole.

To be continued...

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