TGTBT Ch. 03

Y-Man would go first and then the dice would rotate clockwise. Reaching into the cup, with one hand over his eyes, he announced, "Gwen, this is your lucky night," ever one laughing as he shook the dice and smiled, saying..."Come on. Baby needs a new pair of shoes." and then tossed them into the center of the circle.

KISS / MOUTH...what a wonderful way to start the game I thought.

"Stand up baby," he said to Gwen as he arose and crossed the circle to meet her. Holding her head in his hands he told her she was beautiful and how lucky he was to be standing next to her. Gwen said she was the lucky one and at that they joined their mouths together in a passionate tonguing which lasted close to thirty seconds. Breaking apart everyone clapped and whistled saying that was a 'Hollywood' kiss. I watched my wife's jaw drop open at the same time Gwen's did to receive Y-Man's tongue, Molly obviously wanting to be her.

Bullet then drew Jens name with his the toss of the dice coming up.

NIBBLE / CHEST or BREAST

Jen then stood up and pulled her dress down to show off both of her very nice 36C tits, smiling asking Bullet, "Well, what are you waiting for?" Like a bullet he sprung to his feet and nibbled on each nipple for fifteen or so seconds saying how good her hard nips felt between his teeth and lips.

It was Truckers turn next and as luck would have it he pulled Molly's name. Shaking the dice for the longest time he looked at Molly intensely as Molly did looking back at him. Calling out, "Hot dice, are mighty nice," he tossed them the roll showing.

SUCK / PUSSY or COCK..."Yes, yes, yes, Trucker called out.

Not getting up nearly as fast as Jen, everyone was clapping as Molly stood up so she could raise her dress. Slowing, like a stripper, she inched the purple liquid dress higher until the bottom of her pussy crack showed. Stopping, I told her to show ever one what she had done this afternoon. Smiling, not at me but at Trucker, she then pulled up the dress to show off her spade designed public hair.

All the Mandigos let out a tremendous roar.

Soldier (Army Green Beret), laughed out loud, "I think Molly wants some black dicking tonight!"

V-8 came back with, "Best greeting card a black man can ever see a white woman wearing."

Trucker didn't bother getting up, crawling over to Molly who he asked to squat down a bit so her pussy lips would open giving his tongue freer access to her womanhood. Once his tongue was inside her Molly looked to the ceiling and closed her eyes so she could concentrate on the feeling of having part of a black man inside her for the very first time.

Sitting down now, holding my wife by her ass cheeks Trucker stuck his tongue as far up my wife as it would go and then wiggled his head from side to side trying to drive it even still deeper. Molly arched her back, being supported by his hands around her ass, and moaned a low moan. Thirty seconds later Trucker pulled his tongue out exclaiming that Molly had an incredible tasting pussy (which she really does). Sitting back down Molly made no effort in the least to be modest, shooting a shot of her spade ornamented pussy sitting cross legged to everyone opposite her to see.

It was Molly's turn next and she drew the name BigBoy...Oh, my lord I thought. What are the dice going to have her do? Now I'm sure Molly knows why they call him BigBoy, but I'm equally sure she hasn't seen it yet either. Shaking the dice Molly throws...

TOUCH / PUSSY or COCK

"Well it's about time all you women know the truth about me," BigBoy said as he stood up unfastening his pants and lowering his zipper. "My football coach in college named me BigBoy, telling me I had the biggest cock he'd ever seen in thirty years of coaching. I think it's grown a little since then." Slowly he lowered his underwear to expose a 'third arm' with his cock thick enough to sport a wristwatch. Being uncut it really did look more like an arm, missing a hand, than a cock.

Never having seen an uncut cock before, Molly naively asked, "Is that really a cock? It's simply too big to be real? Where is your cock's head?"

"Come over here darling, grab it and let's see what your pretty little white hand can make pop out."

Now on her knees in front of BigBoy both her hands around the massive member just touch each other. Working both hand is a jacking manner Molly noticed clear pre-cum leaking out of a barely discernible hole at the end of his flesh, saying, "It's leaking!"

"Keep it up baby, it won't be long now. Your hands feel so fucking good."

A couple of more pumps produced a glistening rose colored button which would grow to a mushroom sized cockhead as the foreskin pulled back and then closed over the head. Molly pumped quicker watching his giant manhood grow, smiling at what her hands could do using his pre-cum as a natural wanking lubricant. After thirty seconds BigBoy's massive member stood out at a perfect ninety degree angle from his body a full foot in length and as thick as a wrist. All of the wives had their mouths as open as they could be.

"Have you ever gotten that all inside some one?" Gwen asked, thinking his answer must be, of course not.

"All the time. You'll be surprised what you can take once these other niggers get you worked up good." BB laughed.

Molly surprised me saying, "I can understand pussy sex, we give birth after all, but have you ever had anal?"

"Not nearly as much as I'd like to have, every once in a while a special white wife comes along who can handle me...are you special Molly?"

"I don't even want to think about it right now!"

"Fair enough, but I'm going to be asking you again later...I won't forget."

There is no way in fucking Hell he could fit that in my wife, she has been stretched out for a one and a half inch cock, not fucking three inches. I know nothing is impossible in the world of sex thinking back to vaginal and anal fisting vids I have run across. Still...

The game continued with all eleven playing having a turn. What fun it was to watch the all the wives enjoy their sexuality, completely free of any inhibitions for the night being single and not married. With the foreplay game finished Y-Man came up to Keith and I telling us he wanted us to help the wives dress for the lingerie show. He also asked that we remain in the dressing room during the show helping the women change and also 'freshen them up' between changes.

"What do you mean, 'freshen them up', Keith asked.

"You know man, suck our black cum out of them. After a couple of brothers your wives start getting sticky."

"You got to be fucking kidding me," Keith said with disgust.

"Don't worry Keith, if you don't want to do it, I'll do it all," appeasing him, calming him down. Originally all I wanted to do was watch Molly and not even clean her and now all of a sudden I'm volunteering to clean the lot of them.

This is what happens in a sex adventure, you never know what direction you'll find yourself going...you play it by ear. I also knew Molly wouldn't mind me eating out Jen and Gwen since I was asked to do it, and didn't ask to do it. It was like the dice game, with Y-Man role telling me...EAT / BLACK CUM.

"Spoken like a true cuckold, thanks for stepping up to the plate, Todd. Okay then, after each wife comes out in an outfit a couple of my boys with fuck them and send them back to you for a cleaning and change. Once you have cleaned them for the second time you are welcome to rejoin the party. I've found that virgin wives are sometimes reluctant to go all the way in front of their hubbies for the first couple of times, so you two being out of the room will help them relax."

"Now after they have been fucked a half dozen times they won't care who is in the room watching them. Matter of fact, once you join us I'm calling in some fresh cock to join the party. There are some South Florida Mandingos who found out we are down here and want to party. Your wives will be so turned on by that time they'll fuck perfect strange black men, never knowing, asking, or caring to find out the name of the bull who has his cock inside her. When two group of Mandingo get together we call it cross-pollination," he laughed.

"No problem with the South Florida Mandingos, as long as the wives don't mind, the party just keeps getting better." I said, but asked if someone would be kind enough to take pictures of the wives being blacked for their first time.

"Sure, I'll have Sledge take them, he's the main photographer for our web page with V-8 being the back up. I've hooked up a wide angle closed circuit feed in the bedroom so you can watch the general action. Alright, now I want to both to go into the bedroom at the end of the hall and take along the wives lingerie, I'll send them in as soon as they see all of us naked for a minute or so giving them eight good reasons to act sexy putting on their show. Oh, and take a bottle of scotch along with you, it works best taking the taste of cum out of your mouth."

Going into the bedroom Keith and I laid out all the lingerie matching sets all ready to help them change. In any fashion show there is a great deal of work behind the scenes in getting the models to the catwalk and then helping change them into new outfits in a matter of a few minutes. In addition I had to make sure each was 'clean' not knowing if Keith would cuckold-up and help me out.

Turing on the TV, the wide angle shot covered the entire room, but offered no close up features. Y-Man announced it was time for the Mandingos to get naked and show the wives the reason they came to the party. All stripped with every cock hanging down, not a single erection in the bunch.

"Okay girls it's up to you to get us hard, so go change into something we want to see." Y-Man directed.

We watched as the wives giggled and laughed hurrying into our changing bedroom. Once inside I closed the door and watched as all three stripping naked holding up their first outfit asking the others what they thought. Just like they would attending their junior prom.

Molly of course was in her black quarter cup with fully exposed nipples, open crotch matching panties, garter, stockings, and high heels. Jen was in a see though pink baby-doll wearing matching crotchless panties. Gwen was in a purple bustier that covered up her breasts and a matching garter stocking set, but didn't have any panties on at all showing off her trimmed 'V' bush.

"So how do we look, boys." Gwen asked with a smile.

"You are all so very fuckable." Keith said.

"Are we good enough to eat"? Molly asked smiling at me telling me Y-Man told her about how I would be cleaning them all.

"You're not upset, are you love." I replied.

"No not at all, just don't enjoy your job too much," she laughed, Y-Man explained the situation and I, along with Gwen, Jen, and the Mandingos, want to thank you for helping us all out so we can completely enjoy the party.

I said no problem to helping out, I'm glad I can do it, but I knew not to say anything about 'enjoying my job'. After all if I said I would enjoy it Molly might get jealous, and if I said I wouldn't that would put the slam on both Gwen's and Jen's pussy, which by the looks of them will taste wonderful once filled with black cum.

"I'm sure Todd with do a great job on us," Jen said. "Frankly Molly I'm just a little jealous of you having such a nice hubby to help out so all of us can enjoy the evening." Jen said smiling at me and giving my cock a quick squeeze through my pants, which Molly saw and smiled at. "Maybe you can convince my husband that eating a black mans

sperm out of his wife's pussy isn't such a terrible thing."

Keith didn't say a word to any of this looking around the room for something to detour the conversation.

"Very nice TV they have in here, I bet it's a 50 incher," to which no one said anything.

After touching up their makeup and hair they were set to begin the lingerie show. Molly gave me a great big kiss and asked if I was still okay with her going out there knowing of course that she would be blacked fucked many times over before the night was done.

"Silly rabbit. of course I am, now go out there and don't come back until you are carrying a creamy present for me deep inside your pussy or ass. And that goes for Jen and Gwen as well. Oh, and be sure once full you hold it in as best as you can so your not dripping all over the floor walking back in here."

"I love you Todd, and thank you for giving me the sexual freedom 99% of other wives can only dream about."

"I love you too Molly, and your welcome. Now go out there and give them a lingerie show they'll never forget." Opening the door for them each kissed me on the cheek, but not Keith, leaving as wives to return as IR hotwives.

"Looks like you and Jen are hitting it off big time." Keith said patting me on the back.

"She is a beautiful woman Keith, you're lucky to have her. You are the other hand are going to have to 'work' on Molly, if you want any chance at all for tomorrow night to happen."

Both Keith and I sat on the sofa watching the wives parade around the room with all the naked Mandingos sitting down slowing stroking their cocks. Stopping off ever so often to give a brief lap dance which always ended in the bull getting a full erection.

Once all were erect they played a form of musical chairs with each wife mounting a bull in either a traditional or reverse sitting cowgirl. Our wives were giving each a 'hello' fuck (except for BB of course) and then moving on to the next before they could ejaculate building up the sexual tension in their balls.

Taking picture of everything was Sledge. I promised Gwen as so as I had my camera back I'd send pictures of her to her husband Freddie back in London, so he could also be part of her special night.

After each wife had welcomed each bull inside her the bulls except for BB and Y-Man paired up for a game of 'rock, scissors, and paper to see which three would have the honor of claiming a virgin white wife welcoming her into the lifestyle of interracial sex.

And the winners are...

Torpedo, (served eight years on a submarine) drawing Gwen's name.

Seal, drawing Jen's name, and

V-8, drawing Molly's name.

In preparation for intercourse the couples danced to Marvin Gaye, until the wife broke away leading her first black lover to a bedroom. It was mid-way through the second song that Jen starting things going and by the end of the third song Molly and Gwen had also disappeared along with their lovers. Sledge stopped by our room telling us after the wives get comfortable with their lovers he'll knock on the door and take pictures, so we can enjoy viewing the black consummations.

I always thought I would be sitting in chair next to the bed watching Molly go black for the first time. There is a little empty feeling in my stomach, but also I'm tremendously happy it's finally happening. Sort of like if coming home from work and your wife telling you junior took his first steps while you gone. You wish you would have been there, but happy the little tike is finally walking, knowing you'll be watching him walk around for the rest of your life.

Wannabie swinger Keith ask if I was gay, given all the black cum I would be swallowing. I told him I wasn't since I didn't seek out their there cum as an end in itself, but rather as a means to an end.

"Huh?" he asked most quizzically.

"Look, I've never had, nor do I ever want to have a homosexual experience...frankly the thought repulses me. I'm as straight as shooter as there ever was. Let's say Molly is out of town for the weekend, there would just as much chance of me soaking my pubes with lighter fluid and setting myself on fire as there would be me cruising a gay bar."

"That said, if I was with Molly and her bull and she wanted to watch me suck off her lover, telling me it would turn her on, I'd do it in a NY minute."

"So eating a black man cum or sucking his dick, is really done to bring you closer to your wife and strengthen your marriage?"

"Bingo." It's a means to an end, not an end in itself.

"Eating black cum will not make you gay anymore than wearing a pink shirt...it's what you fantasize about. I fantasize about my wife with a big black cock nestled in her wet pussy!"

"I think I'm being to see." Keith said in a sudden epiphany. "You do it to give Molly comfort so she knows that her fucking black cocks is what you really want her to do, and you love her for it, rather than simply saying it."

"Actions speak louder than words." I replied with a smile knowing that Keith finally had figured it out.

Looking up at the TV Gwen in on the screen having left the bedroom and is holding her crotch making her way to our room to the applause and whistles of the Mandingos with Sledge following her.

Making the bed ready for her I put down a full sized bath towel at the edge of the bed which she sat on and then laid down. Sledge told me to position her feet also up on the bed with her knees up in the air and spread her legs.

"That's a very nice cream pie forming." he said, "A nice thick one since nobody has cum in three days," as he rapidly snapped pictures.

Raising herself up on her elbows Gwen told us to send some pictures to Freddie asap, so he could have the fun of being here being 3,000 miles away.

Sledge then excused himself saying Jen was very close to cuming so he needed to get some pictures of her with her mouth open moaning out an orgasm.

"My god what a fuck he was." Gwen exclaimed. "I must have cum five times, he hit spots I never even knew existed. I've never had a cock so big in me in my life. I feel so good and so pissed off at the same time that I didn't start going black ten years ago."

"So your not done for the night?" I asked.

"Done? I haven't even started." Gwen then pointed to her cum filled oozing pus that stood in the way of having another black cock inside it.

Going to my knees I spread her legs as far apart as possible and licked by first lick of black cum. Not really bad tasting at all, Gwen's pussy was sweet making the cum taste sweet. Knowing she was in a hurry I put my tongue inside her while sucking to draw the cum into my mouth. A couple of licks around the outside and she was all done in the time of a quick NASCAR pit stop.

"There you go Gwen, all finished." I said as Keith held up her next set of lingerie.

"Thanks Todd, you're a sweetheart," giving me a nice kiss on the lips. "I've got to go, I don't want to keep those hard black cocks waiting. Be sure to text Freddie along with the pictures you send and tell him I'm having the best of time of my life and that I wish he were here. Oh, and if I let them cum in my ass, would you clean that out to?" she asked.

"Sure, no problem, you do what you want to do. I'll take care of anything they put inside you. Now go out there and have some more fun."

After Gwen left Keith turned to me saying, "That was really nice what you did for Gwen and Freddie."

"I didn't do anything that Freddie wouldn't have done if the tables were turned and Molly was in London."

"Did you she how fucking happy she was, if I saw a picture of her in the paper looking the way she did I'd figure she won a multi-million dollar lottery." Keith exclaimed.

"That's what being a cuck is all about, making your wife feel that she is the luckiest woman on the face of the earth. Eating cum is a small price to pay for her to feel that way. And then she returns the favor...Happy wife, happy life."

Hearing applause in the main room Keith looked up at the TV watching Jen making her way to our room telling me to get a fresh towel.

"Do you want to clean your wife, or should I?"

"I'm not quite there yet, I'll give you the honor."

Honor? At least he's starting to think like a cuckold I thought as I LOL'ed to myself.