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This is the story of Douglas and Serena, normal people or so everyone thought.  But Serena had a compulsion that drove her to expose herself to the eyes of men that gleefully accepted her offerings.

At first, Douglas is shocked by her deeds but he would do anything to please his wife so, reluctantly at first, he helped her with playing out her fantasies.  However, giving strange men a glimpse between her knees was not enough for Serena and occasionally, the men whom she flashed obtained much more from her but Douglas remained unaware of how far his wife was taking her obsession.

 Hoping to gain favor with his wife, Douglas proposes an evening of explicit public exposure but a man named Charles takes the couple into another dimension altogether as the taboo of interracial sex is shattered.

This is the dark tale of Douglas’s journey in cuckoldry and beyond.

Content Warning: This story is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

This story contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity between an African American man and white women. It includes oral sex, voyeurism, cuckolding, ménage, wife sharing, exhibitionism, semen swallowing, and other practices.

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A Look Inside the Story

Since it had been over six years since I had been with another woman besides Connie, it didn’t take me long before I was able to rise to the occasion (drum roll please). This time, I wanted my cock buried inside of Denise’s pussy… that was something that I was going to insist on. The only problem however, was that I did not have any condoms.  I asked Connie, “Did you happen to think about picking up any condoms?”

It was Denise that whispered, “Baby, you don’t need one with me, I’d rather you didn’t use one anyway. I like having a man cum inside me.”

Wow, I thought, I had never had a woman say anything like that to me before. The thing is, I hate the damn things myself, maybe because it just seems to interrupt the flow, pardon the pun.  Taking the time to stop what you are doing, find one, get it open and then rolled out can kill the moment, at least that is the way it is for me.

I turned and looked at Connie to see what she thought and she blew me away when she said, “I don’t like them either. It feels so much better when the man fills you up. It really makes you feel like a woman.”

I remember having a few fleeting images when she said that, of hardened clay vessels, being filed with the essence of a man while the jars symbolized the woman.  I had never experienced thoughts such as this before, and as a man, I just looked at the whole fluids issue as being wet and messy. After what Denise and Connie had said, I actually felt it was my duty as a man to fill Denise’s vessel with every drop of semen my nuts could create.

With Connie’s continued support and approval, I was on Denise like there was no tomorrow. We began again by kissing passionately and open mouthed, playing tongue tag with each other but this time, I reached down and started getting my fingers wet. Denise was already flowing from the excitement, possibly even before I had entered the room. To this day, I still wish I could have listened in when Connie and Denise first started talking and planning this surprise party for me.




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