Some black dude named Berry(Current Rating 77/100, based on 53 votes)
I had always liked to masturbate to interracial porn. Especially black guys banging white girls. My wife is a little extra padded which I love. Not too heavy, but nice. Anyway, she was wearing a nice blue denim skirt one evening as we were in her car heading to a sports bar. I had my eyes glued to her sexy thighs as she drove. "Honey, we are going to have dinner with a friend tonight, she said." I was stunned. We had threesomes in the past, but I knew that this was not just another mmf, but one in particular. When we got to the sports bar, we were seated. Just the two of us as we sat together and read over the menus.
MEET BERRY
Out of nowhere a guy showed up and shook my wife's hand. He was a black dude (Berry), just under six-feet with a lean build. He slowly leaned over and shook my hand and seated himself across the table.
An hour past and we now basically knew one another. No talk about sex yet, but I knew what was on my wife's mind. She knew my fantasy and wanted to fulfill it. The night began when I pretended to read a drink menu and glanced down to notice Berry's stick-like arms reached far enough under the table to place his hands on my wife's thighs. I pretended not to know anything about what they planed tonight and just played dumb.
LATER ON
After we ate dinner we headed to her car. I said, "Well Berry, it was nice meeting you, and have a good night." They looked at each other like, "Duh, what the fuck?" My wife quickly replied, "Is that your new car Berry?" Now come on, it was obvious that his car was by no means new. It was an old 1997 Mitsubishi Eclipse. He said, "Why yes it is. I'll tell you what, let me give you a ride to your house so I can show it to you." So my wife said, "Honey, can I ride back with Berry?" I said sure, go ahead. Two erections struck so far. The first was glancing down at him touching her thighs and now the ride in his car back. It's obvious that we were going home to have an mmf or just watch him bang my wife.
Once we both arrived to the condo, I said, "Take care Berry." I just played dumb and walked towards the elevator. Without them seeing me, I glanced around the corner and watched them chat. They were coming up with a plant to go up at this point. My wife, I could tell, became concerned about whether or not I was in the mood for this. A few minutes passed and as she walked away from his car, Berry grabbed her hand and pulled her back so they continued chatting. She must have told him we'll try it another time or something of that nature.
At this point, I came up with a plan of my own. I wanted to turn the game around and play it against my wife.
I walked up to his car and said, "Berry, I'm glad you are still here, I need you to help me throw away our box spring mattress because I can't fit it in the elevator so I'll need help bringing it down the stairs."
My wife was bitching for months to have me pitch the old thing. So Berry said, "Okay, no problem, that's cool." I didn't even look at my wife, I just played stupid and it was working well.
Moments later, Berry and I took the mattress down and dumped it in the garbage room. I stopped Berry at this point and said to him, "I know what's up, and it's a great fantasy so far, but here's where the plan changes. I'm going back upstairs and I'm going to tell my wife that you left." Berry smiled and said, "Yeah, she was trying to get me to come up so we could get it on in front of you, but thought you were not interested. I tried to think up some shit, but couldn't." I said, well Berry, Here's what you do. "Wait until I get up there. Wait about three minutes and knock on the door. I'll tell my wife you left. She'll be a little down but don't worry. I'll pretend to be far away, so she'll answer the door. I need you to take full control of the situation. I need you to be loud and affirmative." Berry smiled and said, "Yeah, that sounds real good. I can do that."
So here's how it went down. I walked inside our condo, closed the door and said to my wife, "All done, that's all a black man is good for anyway." My wife called me a racist and sat down at the dining room table. She was faked out good. Exactly three minutes went by and I was in the back bedroom with my heart pounding and my dick hard. There were three light knocks at the door. My wife opened the door and quietly asked, "Berry? What are you doing?" Berry grabbed her hand and walked inside. "HEY, DAMNIT! I got bad news for you homie. Your wife is HOT for me. She writes to me online while you are at work and tells me all kinds of nasty, NASTY things she wants to do with me." I approached Berry and said politely to him, "Hey look man, just calm down. I don't know who you really are or what you want, but I'd appreciate it if you'd leave."
That acting went perfect and my wife didn't have any idea on how to react. "Look Berry, my wife is not into black men so leave." Berry reached over to her with both hands and began fondling her fully clothed breast. He gently pushed her up against the entrance wall and not only kissed her, but practically shoved his tongue down her throat. She naturally tried to pull away, but paused with enjoyment. "You see, she likes me." He then grabbed her hand and pulled her to go with him towards the bedroom. My dick was leaking with fluid of enjoyment. She liked being forced to have sex so she pretended to pull away from Berry. She said, "No!" But it didn't work. He got his way with her and together they vanished into the only bedroom we had. Berry laid her on the bed and shouted, "YOU know you want my BLACK dick , BITCH." At this point, my wife did not know if this was a set up, but knew I was turned on by it do to my reaction. I said to her, "Honey, get him off of you!" She ignored me. My dick was stiff as a stick as the two of them made out on the bed. Berry rubbed under neath her short skirt as he continued to fondle her clothed breast as they french kissed. She was hot and loved it. Berry took his right hand and worked it under her pretty white panty and wiggled his fingers around in warm moist clit. I could hear the sticky sound effect between his fingers from her vaginal fluid She was very wet. She wrapped her legs around him and continued kissing him as he played with her fat juicy pussy. He was fingering her good under her skirt which was blocking the view. I once again spoke, "Honey, get him off of you. Stop this." She began to moan as he continued to finger her; completely dominating my reactions.
Minutes passed and Berry pulled her panty down to her knees. Berry got completely naked. His dick was long, about seven, maybe eight inches. My wife remained fully clothed. He slowly positioned himself on top of her in the famous 69 position. She sucked his cock with ease while he ate her pretty and juicy fat pussy. I took off all my clothes and laid on my back next to them in the bed. Berry paused to speak, "Tell your husband I eat better pussy than he does." She failed to reply as she continued sucking him. "TELL HIM DAMNIT!" She softly replied, "Oh, emmm, he eats better pussy than you honey." Then she began to reply without orders. "Oh Berry, make me cum in front of my husband." I tickled my nipples and stroked my dick with enjoyment. I cut in and asked, "Berry, please, stop eating my wife's pussy." Berry quickly replied, "No, she is enjoying it. You just continue playing with your dick as I eat out your horny wife." My wife moaned loudly after hearing Berry say that. I asked my wife, "Can you tell Berry to stop so I can eat your pussy?" She pulled his dick out of her mouth and said, "No! not yet." She continued sucking him.
A few more minutes passed and I asked again, "Honey, can I have sex with you?" My wife replied, "You have to ask Berry," as she continued sucking him off. Berry once again said no and my wife moaned to his reply with great excitement. She got so wet as I was continually being teased.
She later spoke by asking Berry if he would get off of her so she could have sex with me. Berry denied her request and it turned her on even more. I said to her, "Come on honey. You told me you were not into black guys. You're making me jealous." As I begged him to stop and expressed my feelings of jealousy and rage, my wife was gradually getting more turned on. He quickly wiggled his tongue all around her pastel pink clit as it dripped. And this time I said something different. "Berry, you're making my dick so hard as you eat my wife's pussy." At that moment my wife was ready to climax all over Berry's face. "Oh Berry, I'm gonna' cum, I love the way you eat my white pussy." She continued talking in relief as she stroked his dick. "Eat my white pussy in front of my racist husband." I cut in to speak, "My wife will not cum, come on honey, get this black guy off of you. I'm so sick of you black guys fucking our white wives." Berry spoke aloud, "I'm gonna' make your white pussy cum in front of your racist husband bitch." My wife pulled up her cotton shirt from being tucked under her leather belt and just above her breast. Berry's defined chest rested skin-to-skin against her tummy as he continued to lick her g-spot. She took both of her hands and fondled her nipples as she continued sucking his dick. He took his left hand and fondled her left nipple and with his right hand gently fingered her pussy as he licked hit her clam on the head. Berry paused to say, "Your husband's not getting any. Does that turn you on?" My wife moaned loudly and said, "Oh yeah," as he continued to orally please her. I asked, "Before you cum honey, can I please take over now?" She said, "Yes..., no wait! Not yet." A few seconds went by and she said, "Okay..., I'm ready now." Berry quickly blurted out, "No, your husband can only watch." She moaned once again as Berry took control of her. "You like it when a black man eats you out bitch?
" I heard her reply, "Keep going." He replied back, "A black man is going to make your white pussy cum." Last I heard, "I'm ready now, " she replied.
Together they spoke:
"Who eats you good?"
"Berry."
"Who fucked more white girls than your husband?"
"Berry."
"Who's gonna fuck you after you cum?"
"Berry, Berry, I'm gonna' cum. I'm cumming, I'm cumming, uh, uh, uh, emmmmm, oh Berry..."
My wife finally came all over Berry's face. Although she's not a squirt-girl, she sure drenched his face good. He continued licking her snatch as she giggled to her post-climax sensitivity. Berry told her to turn over and get on her knees. I noticed he had not put on a condom for her to finish himself off. I asked him, "Where's your condom buddy?" She said that it's okay, he faxed her his latest STD test and it was all normal. She set this all up knowing it was a part of my fantasy to watch a black man bare back her.
"Now to take care of the husband," he said. I watched him as he pulled up her skirt and slowly inserted his black shaft into her fat white pussy. He began humping her rapidly. "I'm fucking your wife motherfucker." I stroked my dick with a splash of KY. I begged, "Please stop fucking my wife, sir." He pounded her hard as the bed post rocked back-n-forth against the bedroom wall. The neighbors would never guess that just on the other side of the wall my beautiful wife is taking a black dick in front of me. I loved the sight of him pounding her. His smaller body pounding her big ass and his dark black skin to her porcelain skin was an amazing contrast. He reached down to her head and gripped a large hand full of her long brunette hair and pulled it firmly. He shouted, "You're getting fucked by a black man bitch." She shouted, "Harder Berry, fuck me harder." Berry continually had her hair pulled in his left hand and with his freed right hand he began spanking her.
Berry began blaring other words.
"I'm gonna' fertilize your wife's eggs."
"Oh yeah," my wife shouted. "I want a black baby Berry."
My dick was so hard it was throbbing. I could ejaculate at any moment.
Berry spanked her again, again and again. Very hard.
"Fuck me Berry," she continued as her pussy became moist. He reached down with his right hand and around her right leg with his long slender arm. He began tickling her clitorus as he fucked her from behind.
"Berry, Berry, I'm gonna' cum again."
I was ready to explode as she shouted in orgasm once again. She came on his black dick shouting I love black men and repeating it continuously. Berry pulled her hair and spanked her as she climaxed. He then shouted, "I'm gonna cum." He pulled out and she quickly turned to him. She opened her mouth and he ejaculated in it and all over her face----drenching her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her towards his dick to lick all the cum off of it. She licked it and sucked it all off. Guess what? At this point I finally ejaculated as they both starred. She smiled and they french kissed. Berry stroked her long sweaty hair as she looked up to him and she said, "Next time we won't have to play games."
TODAY
We now have our own swinger website. She typed up our profile reading: MARRIED COUPLE SEEKING MEN. Race is not an issue. NO COUPLES. She's not afraid to tell me who she wants to fuck either. I really get turned on watching her smile at black guys in public. She wears her short skirts all the time now and talks to whoever she wants to on the phone. She calls me late at night while I'm working the night shift and tells me about black guys who write to her in the email and instant messages.
BERRY?
My wife is very observant and has noticed Berry spying on her while she's out-n-about shopping. It turns her on to be stalked by him. And she likes it when he admits talking about what they have done to his black friends. They still talk on the phone and do things together while I'm working or watching porn.
WHERE'S MY WIFE NOW?
She works at Hooters as a bookkeeper for her new manager. She's running late because it's 7pm now and she gets off at 5pm. Her old manager got fired for using the "N" word and some black guy took his place. |
