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A White Sub Whore
By
Wolf
Anyone that has passed through the Phoenix, Arizona airport in October can attest to the feeling of walking out of the airplane and feeling like they have just walked into a blast furnace. The pavement can still be hot enough to over heat car tires. Tire manufactures don't even want to offer warranties on tires. No heater is needed for swimming pools. If anything they need to be shaded to keep them from over heating. Blankets are a waist of time. Air conditioners are not a luxury, they are a necessity.
Christopher was a local and acclimated to the climate. He is a five-foot nine guy with hazel eyes. He keeps his hair cut short for ease of care but not quite a crew cut. When cursing for men his bubble butt did attract the kind of men he sought. He worked in a warehouse for a major retail store. He worked the graveyard shift because it is the coolest time to work.
He didn't go around flaunting his sexual preference so his fellow employees did not suspect that he preferred to have sex with men. His best friend at work is a black guy named William or Bill. He is six-foot tall and weighs about 175 pounds. He had a solid body from lifting boxes all night long. He was a dark black man with close cropped hair that was receding slightly. He was married to a nice looking white woman. One time when they were having coffee between trucks then they had to relieve themselves he got a glimpse of Bill's black snake and comment on the size of his tool with a comment like "Does that come with a yardstick?"
Billy chucked as he shook the last drop off. Linda measured it and declares that it is nine and a quarter inches long. Then he stuffed it back in his pants. They hear the air brakes as the next truck rolled in, so they had to head back to the docks.
He had another black friend on the docks named Calvin. He is about five-foot eleven and 195 pounds. He is just as solid as Bill. His skin was lighter color and from what Chris could tell he was just as well hung as Bill. He was the kind of guy that looked like a street fighter. The tattoos on his arms gave him the look of a prison gang banger. He was married to a light skinned gal. That was a black beauty.
Both of them were fairly articulate when they wanted to be. When they were with other blacks they put on the trash talk. It was fun to watch the women in the office that worked the day shift flirt with them when they were checking out in the morning.
All of them lived in a middle class neighborhood not to far from the new Cardinal Stadium. All three of them live within three miles of each other. It was a mixed area with about 70 percent white, 20 percent Latino and American Indian. The rest is a mix of black an Asian and others.
Chris' wife had no idea that he sometimes sought out men to have sex with. She is only a five- foot three and less than 120 pounds. She had a good figure with large tits, blond hair and brown eyes. She had a firm ass that would turn men's heads. She had a tight pussy and shaved it. Her name was Ann.
It all started innocently enough. They were watching professional football on the TV. They were tossing back beers freely. By the time they had to relieve their bladders they were a little drunk. While Chris and Bill were taking turns pissing in the toilet bowl. Bill waved his cock in front of Chris and said, "A friend would give a friend a hand lifting heavy weights."
Chris reached for Bill's cock and held it while urine passed through it while he aimed it at the toilet bowl. When Bill was finished Chris milked the cock as if to get the last drop out of his cock but he continued to milk the black snake far to long. Bill placed his hand on top of Chris' head and gently pushed his head down. Chris did not resist and knelt before his friend and while still holding the black snake and put the head in his mouth. Between jacking him off and sucking as much of the snake as possible he soon had a mouth full of cum. When Bill stuffed his snake back in his pants he told Chris to stay there while he left the bathroom.
Chris sat on the toilet seat as instructed just a little drunk. When Calvin came in he pulled out his cock as Chris stood up but Calvin pushed him back down and rammed his cock into Chris' mouth. He grabbed him by the ears and fucked his mouth. The fat cock was not as long as Bill's but it sure was fatter. It filled his mouth so that when Calvin came the cum went right down his throat.
Because the wives were there nothing was said about what had taken place in the bathroom. At least until they were at work. That was when Chris admitted that he had strong sexual desires to be dominated by black men. Bill and Calvin found that very interesting. They talked it over and were only too willing to make Chris their bitch.
They found it amusing to turn a strong health white guy into a punk. They would spank his bubble butt with paddles. The bought toys that were like a child's Chinese finger cuffs that allowed them to insert his six inch cock in one end and then hang weights on the other end. They would make him walk around with weights dangling from his cock. They would make him dress up like a common street whore and submit to ass fucking or mouth fucking.
On weekends when they were supposed to be going to sporting events they were going to a motel that was discreet where they could play out their fantasies. They were spending so much time that the wives began to suspect they were up to something like cheating on the side.
Bill and Calvin were growing bolder. One evening when they were visiting Chris and Ann they could not keep from working him over a little. They were in the garage on the pretence of working on his car. Bill shoved his cock down Chris' throat while Calvin pulled his pants down and rammed his cock in Chris' ass. That was when Ann walked in and saw what was going on.
She returned to the house and sequestered herself in the bedroom. She was repulsed at the thought that her husband was a cock sucking queer. She was disgusted. But at the same time she felt a strange since of power knowing her husband was a bitch to black men.
She cried for hours and would not answer Chris' pleading through the door. He was trying to explain that he could not help his desires. She stayed in her room until late afternoon the next day. When she came out and Chris approached her she slapped him across the face with a round house swing that broke one of his canine teeth. He did not resist as she pummeled his chest. When he had to go to work she called Bill and Calvin's wives to tell them what she had seen.
It came as a surprise to her that neither of them were all that upset. They were relieved that at least they were not porking some whores. They even expressed a desire to watch them fucking Chris. After talking to them for some time she began to think about the sight of her husband bent over with the big cocks of his friends ramming in and out of his butt and mouth. She was even thinking about what it would be like to have those big cocks in her pussy.
When he got home from work she told him to keep his mouth shut and get in the passenger side of her car. She got in the drivers side of her car and handed him one of her combination cooling and sleep mask and told him to put it on and not take it off until she told him too or she would leave him for good.
Chris pulled the mask strap over his head and adjusted the mask. There was no way light could peek under the mask. She had made arrangements with Bill's wife. They didn't have children but Calvin and his wife did have three children. That was why she took Chris to Bill's house. Calvin and his wife would come over after the children were at school.
Normally the men were tired when they got home all they wanted to do was get to bed. This morning Bill's wife was busy preparing the house for their guests. She had put on her smuttiest outfit. She put on fishnet nylons, along with five inch stiletto heels. She also had bought one of those sexy black leather corsets as a joke Halloween costume one year and for this occasion it seemed appropriate. To cap off her cheep look she selected leopard skin print bikini panties. Her big breasts spilled over the top of her corset.
Bill was pleasantly surprised when he saw the way she was dressed. He figured he was about to get a little nooky. She did kiss him and tell him to take a shower before their guests arrived. He was puzzled but she would not answer his questions. He figured it was best just to do as he was told. It looked like he was going to be in for a good time.
By the time he was showered and dressed he heard a car pull into their driveway. When he came out to find out, who was there he watched as his wife admitted Ann and Chris. Chris was still blindfolded.
Chris was still dressed in his sweaty work clothes. Ann was not dressed that much different than she typically wore. He was a little surprised that his own wife had selected such an erotic costume to great their best friends. In mood of the prospect of getting to fuck his wife he had selected his green silk pajamas. When he had first come out of the bedroom he had a boner but seeing who their guests was he lost his boner. Surely they were not expected. His wife used her finger to her lips to caution Bill to keep quiet.
Ann led Chris to the couch and made him sit down with the warning not to remove the blindfold until he was told to do so. Everyone could see that Chris was becoming more nervous as time passed and nothing was being said. He could tell he was in a home that felt familiar but he could not place where he was.
Eventually there was the sound of another car pulling into their driveway. Car doors closing before the doorbell rang.
There was a certain amount of confusion on the part of Bill and Calvin as they wondered what their wives were planning. Apparently Calvin's wife had told him to keep quiet too. The two men gravitated towards each other in hopes they knew what the hell was going on.
When Ann finally told Chris to take his mask off it took him a moment to be able to focus and appreciate where they were. The fact that they were in the home of his best friend boasted his hopes that Ann was going to forgive him.
He had figured that she would never allow him to visit his fiends again. After all she had seen him sucking on the cock of his best friend while Calvin had been fucking his ass.
He was a little shocked to see the way Bill's wife was dressed. She looked like some vision in am S&M magazine. What were the women planning on doing?
Ann gave Chris orders to stand up and take off his clothes and show the other wives what their husbands were fucking. He had already surrender all authority to Ann and meekly stood up to comply with her command. There was no thought about what to do with his clothes so they just wound up on the floor.
It was Bill's wife that was bold enough to approach Chris and take hold of his cock and pull on it. She turned to Ann and asked her why she had married a sissy boy with just an average size tool?
She jabbed a couple of fingers up his ass and told her husband I can see why you fuck this. It is tighter than mine. The women were amused by her assessment of his attributes.
There was a sturdy cocktail table in the middle of the room. Bill's wife had been fucked on it plenty of times. She knew very well how strong the table was. She led Chris by his cock to the table where she made him mount the table on his hands and knees.
The women talked about what would be appropriate. Bill's wife said, "If Chris likes cock why don't we watch him be the little bitch he want to be."
The women all agreed they wanted to watch Chris service their husbands like a pussy boy. The wives told Bill and Calvin to show Ann what they had. Calvin was fully dressed and it took him a little time to get undressed. All Bill had to do was unbutton four large buttons to get his pajama top off. Then he pulled the string on his bottoms and let the bottoms fall to the floor. His wife took hold of his cock and jerked it a few strokes before she invited Ann to have a feel. The two women guided him to the back of the table where Chris was waiting. They all spit on his asshole before the women guided his long cock into the pink asshole. Bill grabbed him by the hips and started fucking him.
Calvin undressed as quickly as he could and his wife was the one to stimulate his cock and allow Ann to have a feel of his fat cock. She was impressed she could not even touch her finger to her thumb around his shaft. They led Calvin to the front of the table and thrust his cock in Chris' mouth. The women watched the black men fucking the white man.
When Ann saw that her husband had a hard-on she took a stick and swatted his swinging cock hard. Chris whined in pain as his cock went limp. Every time his cock got hard she whacked it. When Bill squirted his load of cum in Chris' ass and pulled out the women gathered around to watch how open his asshole was. Cum was dripping down the middle of his scrotum.
Calvin almost choked Chris when his cock exploded his load of cum. It was all Chris could do to swallow it. When the two men stepped back and admire what they had done to Chris is when Bill's wife put two fingers in her mouth and let out a shrill whistle that started all of them.
All of the sudden a half dozen big black men came into the room. All of them were naked. A couple of them were as black as shoe polish. One of them was potbellied and the other had pink scars on his body that gave testimony that he had been in knife fights. The other four were a verity of brown. Two of them bodies were covered in gang tattoos. They gathered around Chris and took turns fucking his ass and mouth. When they were not actually fucking him they were jacking off and squirting cum all over his body.
The women got in the mood and even helped the men jack off. Bill felt blessed to be married to such an understanding woman. Calvin's wife got so carried away that she knelt before the guy with the knife scars and sucked his cock until he came in her mouth.
Chris could not believe his wife was actually watching him being used like this. She seemed to delight in whacking his cock every time he got a boner. He had no idea how many times they fucked his ass and his mouth. When he got so exhausted that he could not support himself any longer he climaxed without even having a boner. He didn't even realize he was lying in a pool of cum that he had added to.
When Ann finally took him home she assured him that he could expect to be fucked more often and she was going to buy him some female close befitting the whore he wanted to be.
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