Tiffany Gets Filled Again

                   by The Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com)

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  Standard Disclaimer--These stories are intended for the entertainment of
                               adults only!

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What a time it's been since my experience at the automotive repair shop 
almost two years ago. The baby was born on time, healthy and very beautiful. 
We named her Jennifer but call her Jenny. Unlike her older brother Jeff who 
favors his father, Jenny has my features. It was therefore no surprise that
she had blond hair and blue eyes. 

It took a few months but I finally got my shape back, although my breasts 
remained large as a result of nursing Jenny. Hard work and watching my diet 
did the trick. My libido came back as well. After Jenny was born I lost 
interest in sex but the interest soon returned and the memories of what all 
those men did to me had me longing for a repeat performance. John noticed my 
new friskiness and was very pleased.

The auto shop experience changed me in certain ways. I found myself showing 
off my body more. John liked this as well. He encouraged me to dress sexier 
and I obliged him. I proudly told John what my new shape measured, 38DD-25-
36. I told him that I wouldn't complain if he told all his friends and of 
course he did. I continued to work hard on my body to keep my shape but I was 
pretty certain that my breast size would shrink once Jenny was weaned. Of 
course, I knew that I could always get pregnant again. I enjoyed the time I 
was pregnant with Jenny. Having another child appealed to me.

As a result of my new attitude toward sex and John's appreciation of that new 
attitude our time in bed was the best since we met. We learned what each 
other's fantasies were and used those as foreplay to sex. I was quite 
surprised to learn that John was turned on by the idea of me having sex with 
other men. Although he didn't say it I found out that he was also turned on 
by the idea of me being taken by several men at one time. I learned this when 
I related the story of how I was gang banged at the auto repair shop. Of 
course, I told the story as if it was my fantasy. I had never before seen him 
as wild as he was that night. I was afraid that his male parts would never be 
the same after he emptied what seemed like gallons into my pussy. He tested 
the spermicide to its limits.

For several weeks after that night, John would ask me to tell him about my 
gang bang fantasy. Each time I would give him a few more details of the 
story. He again came buckets when I told him that some of the men were black. 
Again the spermicide was strained beyond its specifications.

"Babe, the thought of you with a black man just blows me away," he said after 
an especially intense session of wild intercourse.

"Why," I asked?

"I don't know, I guess its just sort of risky," John replied.

"Why is it risky?"

"You might get pregnant. How would we explain that?"

"It is pretty intense, isn't it?"

"Yeah, and how," John agreed.

"Actually, I wasn't worried about getting pregnant because I already was 
pregnant," I added without thinking.

"Already pregnant?" John asked with a shocked expression.

I started to say that I was pregnant with Jenny but thought better of it.

"Baby, you are getting kinkier every day," he interrupted. "To think that a 
blue-eyed blonde married pregnant woman would allow herself to be gang banged 
by a group of black men. Man that is hot!"

"Well, they weren't all black men," I corrected.

John looked at me funny then said, "You know, this gang bang fantasy of yours 
sure has a lot of detail. It almost sounds like an experience rather than a 
fantasy."

The look on my face must have given me away.

"OK, lets have it," John demanded.

I tried to say something but nothing would come out. After a moment I burst 
into tears afraid that John would be angry and want a divorce. The whole 
story tumbled out at John's insistence. When I was finished I expected the 
worst from John but all he said was, "God, I wish I could have been there."

I looked at his face with my blood shot eyes for a clue as to his state of 
mind. John knew what a horny woman I was but I wasn't sure he could ever 
forgive a gang bang. When he smiled at me my heart jumped for joy and I 
hugged my husband tightly.

"You're not mad at me," I asked?

"No baby, I'm turned on," he said. He grabbed my hand and put it on his rock 
hard cock.

"Thank God," I said. "I would just die if you ever left me."

"Tiff, I will never ever leave you," he said.

I jump on top of my husband kissing and hugging him, grateful that I hadn't 
lost him. I told him that I loved him so much that I would do anything to 
make him happy. 

John kissed me then said, "What if I asked you to repeat your gang bang so 
that I could watch or participate."

"I'll do anything for you, baby," was my reply. It was better than I would 
have ever dreamed. After my experience at the auto shop I knew that I was a 
slut for multiple cocks. If not for our increased sexual habits since the 
baby was born I would have certainly been tempted to act out the experience 
again. Now it seemed that I had my husband's interest and blessing. The 
question was when and where my next experience would happen.

John's rejuvenated cock managed to worm its way into my gooey pussy once 
again. We fucked hard for a second time like teenagers. I came twice and John 
pumped another load into me. Before he came he whispered in my ear, "Imagine 
that I'm one of your black men about shoot his load into your pussy and this 
time you aren't already pregnant."

The thought produced a white-hot blinding orgasm that seemed to ripple in 
waves throughout my body. I quaked and shuddered completely out of control. 
This pushed John over the edge and as his sperm shot up into me I imagined 
that he was my black man filling my unprotected womb with his sperm.

After we had calmed down I smiled and said to John, "I sure hope the 
spermicide is holding out OK or I would be knocked up with a black baby right 
now."

John just moaned at my lewdness. I teased further, "Perhaps I should stop 
using the spermicide. What do you think, honey?"

"My god woman, you are driving me insane," he said.

John was hard again. I immediately went down on my wonderful husband and gave 
him the best blowjob that I could. He was the best and he deserved the best. 
I sucked his cock for a few moments then removed my mouth to asked, "How do 
you like your nasty wife now that you know about her dirty past and 
infidelity?"

John moaned with each outrageous word as my hand continued to stroke his rock 
hard cock. I was a little concerned about bringing up how I had cheated on 
him but it seemed to really turn him on.

I sucked the head of his cock for another minute then said "Maybe I'll dress 
up real slutty one evening and go out looking for men."

John groaned at my statement as I continued to suck him. I could tell he was 
about to feed me his load.

All it took to finish him off was telling him, "I won't be using any 
spermicide, of course."

I quickly fastened my mouth around the purple head of his cock and feasted on 
the delicious sperm squirting into my parched mouth.

For the next several weeks our sex lives blossomed as we explored our new 
found shared fantasies. The first outgrowth of this was my new wardrobe. John 
encouraged and even helped me buy new things that as he said, "Enhanced my 
'Built to get fucked' body." I agreed with him totally. Often I would stand 
in front of my floor length mirror and marvel at each curve and orifice 
knowing that they were perfect for exciting men into painful hardness. My 
face had that beautiful glow that seemed to yearn for something hard to fill 
my body. Men looked at my face and body and knew right away that I needed to 
be fucked.

John and I loved to go out and tease. I teased and John got hard watching. At 
first we just teased and then John would take me home and fuck the shit out 
of me. We both knew, however, that sooner or later, I would be fucked by 
someone else. Neither of us seemed in a big hurry for that. A long build up 
seemed appropriate and we were having too much fun. I continued to use my 
spermicide but I teased John that if he continued to pretend to be someone 
else that I would not use it. He loved this and pretended quite often to be a 
stranger. When this happened I wouldn't use the spermicide. On days that I 
was ovulating I would have to tell the stranger that I only fucked my 
husband. I wasn't ready to get pregnant just yet.

I was getting a bit tired of using the spermicide because of the mess. I told 
John that maybe condoms would work better. I didn't want to go on the pill 
because of health concerns. John agreed to try condoms. I don't think he 
really liked them that much but I did things to turn him on like telling him 
that I was a slut and whore and that he needed to protect himself from me. He 
also really went nuts when I made a big production of cleaning his sperm out 
of the condoms with my tongue. The ultimate was when I did this after he had 
ass fucked me. If he didn't know before he surely knew then that his precious 
angel was a very nasty slut.

A second fantasy that we had concerned my heavy breasts and the fact that 
they always seemed bloated with milk. Little Jenny was a hungry little girl 
but I think her mother was designed to feed an army of babies. John did his 
best to assist but he wasn't always around. When we fucked which was at least 
once a day we ended up completely soaked with my breast milk. I bought a pump 
to reduce the pressure but it wasn't much fun with a machine sucking the milk 
out of my tits. I longed for the human touch.

Our breast fantasy was soon filled when I got permission from John to get 
help with my breasts. It seemed that Tim our mailman had always been 
interested in me. I know he loved to stare at my large tits. I told John that 
I could get some midday relief by having Tim service my tits for me. John 
suspected that I would have more than my tits serviced and even encouraged it 
but I assured him that I would only give up my pussy when he was around.

When you love a man as much as I love John I just couldn't go all the way 
with another man if he wasn't there. I wanted to be able to look into his 
eyes while someone else was fucking me. We talked about it when I told John 
of my gang bang. Although my cheating was not planned I still felt bad about 
it. Despite John's suggestions to the contrary, I resolved to always have 
John with me. He said he'd be content to have me tell him everything that 
happened. I told him no deal. No one puts a cock in my body without his 
permission and presence.

So, one day I asked Tim to come in from his route for a cold drink. He didn't 
hesitate. To his delight I was wearing short denim cutoffs and a thin ribbed 
crop top. I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipples were visible through the 
material. I sat Tim down and brought him a soda on ice. For a day I had been 
giving Jenny milk from bottles that I had stored after using the pump. My 
breasts were painfully full of milk making them about as large and firm as 
they had ever been. They stood out proudly away from my chest and barely 
moved, as the skin was so tight.  I had purposely avoided milking my tits so 
that they would stand out and so that there would be plenty for Tim if he 
wanted it.

Tim had a hard time keeping his eyes off my globes. I wanted it that way. I 
sat down next to him at the kitchen table hard enough to jolt my body. My 
tits wobbled despite being so full. The pressure was enough to cause one 
nipple to spring a leak. Tim stared at it as though it was the most 
incredible thing he had ever seen. I followed his gaze and said, "Oh my 
goodness! I'm so sorry Tim."

I jumped up quickly to get something to cover up with and that caused the 
other nipple to open up. I couldn't find anything to cover up (on purpose). 
Tim's eyes followed me around the kitchen as my top began to get soaked. Milk 
was now running down my bare belly and into my shorts. I began to pretend to 
get flustered. Finally I simply pulled my top over my head and fastened my 
mouth around a nipple to catch the flow. The other breast continued to flow, 
however.

I looked over at Tim who still had a look of awe on his face and said, "Help 
me, Tim."

Tim jumped up and stuttered, "What should I do?"

"Come here," I said.

Tim rushed to my side and as I offered him my left breast I said, "Suck this 
one."

Tim just stood there not knowing if he should.

Finally, as milk was dripping all over the floor I said, "Please Tim, help 
me."

Finally Tim made his decision and clamped his mouth over my tit and began to 
suck. I continued to work on the other tit and immediately climaxed in a mind 
numbing orgasm. Tim became worried that something was wrong so he backed 
away.

"No baby," I said. "Its OK." I lead him to the living room couch and sat him 
down. The milk slowed to a dribble but my tits were still very full. 

I straddled Tim across his lap facing him and offered my breasts to him. I 
said, "Please Tim, my tits are so full. I need you to relieve the pressure."

Tim understood and spent the next ten minutes nursing my poor swollen tits 
down to a comfortable size. He was a very contented man when I finally pulled 
away from him and thanked him. I explained to him that they get over filled 
like this occasionally. I asked if he would mind servicing me a couple of 
times a week. I wasn't surprised when his smile answered for him.

Every since that day Tim has helped occasionally to drain my tits to a 
comfortable level. I usually feed him the same way sitting facing him on his 
lap. It always produces a very large bulge in his pants, which feels great 
against my pussy mound. I have been tempted to break my promise to John 
especially when Tim fondles my ass while nursing me, but the feelings pass 
quickly. I usually orgasm at least once while Tim sucks me. 

I told John, "Someday I want to feel that bulge of Tim's in person."

John said, "Go for it."

"Not without you," I replied.

Our biggest fantasy had to be another gang bang for me. We would trade 
stories about how this might happen. Much of it seemed far-fetched, but we 
both knew in the back of our minds that it had happened once and that it 
would eventually happen again.

I would occasionally bring up the fact that I wouldn't require the men to 
wear a condom while being gang banged unless of course John participated. If 
John did fuck me then he and only he would be required to wear one. This 
never failed to get John off. It got me off as well. Neither of us could 
imagine why it turned us on. We both were responsible adults and knew that 
this type of action was wrong. Nevertheless, it thrilled us every time the 
concept of me having unprotected sex came up. Sometimes I would add it to the 
fantasy. Sometimes John would.

These thrills were made doubly intense when the subject of me being taken by 
a black man came up. We both would have the most intense orgasms and then 
cuddle up together and imagine what life would be like if I gave birth to a 
black baby. Both John and I are very fair people, both blue eyed and light 
hair. Mine is light blond and John's is light brown. There is no way that we 
could produce anything but a very white baby. It would be obvious that if I 
gave birth to a black child that someone other than John had to be the 
father. Every time we pondered the possibilities it just made the next time 
we used this fantasy more intense.

One day John came home from work a little late and told me of a local adult 
book store that a coworker of his knew about. He said that he just had to 
check it out so he went by after work. I could tell that he was excited. 
Fortunately Jenny was asleep and Jeff was over at a friend's house. John's 
cock was tenting his pants so I suggested, "Tell me all about it while I suck 
you off."

John told me about all the things that they offered. They rented and sold 
adult videos. They also sold adult books, magazines, sex toys and sexy 
outfits for men and women. When he talked about the movie booths he really 
got excited. I had heard about such places but I wasn't aware that we had 
them in our town. He talked about how much fun it would be for us to go down 
there and see what developed. The thought of this caused him to fill my mouth 
with his cream. I lapped it all up and cleaned him off.

That evening in bed was awesome. John found an old sex magazine that had a 
story about adult video arcades. We read it together. It was about a couple 
that visited an arcade. The wife was inexperienced with such things but with 
the encouragement of her husband she became an expert by the time an arcade 
full of men were through with her. The irony was that she never laid eyes on 
any of them. She sucked and fucked them through holes cut in the arcade booth 
walls called appropriately 'glory holes'. Her husband was with her in the 
booth the entire time and with each penetration of her body she kept eye 
contact with her husband. I liked that. She went home full of cum and very 
satisfied.

John and I had some of the best sex ever that night. We wondered if we should 
try that at our local place. It became one of our fantasies. Each time we 
used it both of us had incredible orgasms. I loved the look on John's face as 
I cleaned his abundant load out of the condom.

The next day our daily routines continued and our fantasies were set aside. 
Domestic activities including a school function for Jeff kept John and I busy 
for the next few days. By the time the weekend rolled around we were horny as 
hell.

That Friday night we finally had time to ourselves and we attacked each 
other. I went for John's cock and savored its taste and feeling in my mouth. 
John spun me around and pounced on my pussy. We ate each other for half an 
hour. I had two orgasms and John fed me his sperm once. God, I love to taste 
my man. Afterward we cuddled together resting.

John said, "Let's talk about glory holes."

"Ooohh yeah," I said.

"Why don't we go down to that arcade tomorrow night and see if their booths 
have them," John suggested.

"Sounds like a plan to me," I returned.

"I hope the booths have them," added John.

"Me too," I said. "Maybe something will pop through one of them."

"Now what would you do if something did pop through," John asked.

"Ooohh, I don't know," I teased.

John was hard again so I crawled on top of him and took his cock back into my 
mouth. I took him to the root and nuzzled his soft pubic hair with my nose 
and forehead. My tongue licked his balls for a while until I needed to 
breathe again. I lifted off John's cock leaving a nice fresh condom behind. I 
had gotten good at that trick and sometimes John didn't even realize that I 
had done it. It was especially important tonight because I was near my peak 
time for ovulation.

"I think I want to be someone else tonight," said John as he realized that I 
had outfitted him with a condom.

"Sorry, only my husband can have me tonight," I said playing our little game 
and tipping John off that I was ovulating.

"Maybe, I want to see my wife pregnant again," he said smiling.

I looked into his eyes deeply and lost myself. I could tell from his eyes 
that he was serious. At that point I couldn't imagine being more in love with 
a man than I was with John. I too was ready to have another baby but I 
decided to tease my husband. I crawled up John's body and then backed onto 
his sheathed tool. I kissed him and said, "I think that can be arranged but I 
want to wait and do it tomorrow night at the arcade."

John smiled and began to pump me hard. He said, "I was hoping that our glory 
hole fantasy might come true tomorrow night."

"It still can," I moaned as his cock sawed into me.

"Are you sure," John asked obviously concerned about the risk?

"Sure, I'm looking forward to being a glory hole whore," I said.

John seemed to relax when he recognized I was playing our little game. He 
said, "I'd love to see you impaled on a couple of black cocks."

"Umm," I groaned. John had upped the ante on me.

I raised, "I'd like that too but only if you let THEM knock me up instead of 
you. You should wear a condom but I don't want the black men to use condoms 
and I don't want to know who the father is."

John went wild and clutched me tight as he had the most intense orgasm I'd 
ever seen him have. It was enough to sweep me away with him. Afterward, I 
collapsed on top of him and rested. We were both a sticky sweaty mess but it 
had been well worth it.

After our heartbeats had return to normal I slipped off John. I slide down 
his body and removed the flooded condom. I got between his legs, licked his 
shrinking tool clean and kissed it. I then push John's legs up to his chest 
and gave his asshole a good reaming. There isn't anything in this world that 
I wouldn't do for my man. Finally, I kissed up John's chest and found his 
mouth. We kissed each other wetly for several minutes. When we broke the kiss 
I said, "John, I love you so much."

John stroked my hair as I cleaned out his condom. He said, "I love you too, 
baby." "You are the most fantastic woman in the whole world and I can't 
believe how lucky I am to be married to you."

"I'm the lucky one baby," I said. When I had finished sucking all the come 
out of John's condom I asked, "When you are rested baby, will you ass fuck 
me."

I knew John was ready because I felt him get hard as we kissed. John didn't 
say anything he simply acted. He sat up and grabbed my legs twisting me over 
on my stomach. He knelt between my outstretched legs and pulled open my ass 
cheeks. Before he mounted me he swabbed my asshole with his tongue and 
lubricated it up by licking the goo dripping from my pussy and transferring 
it into my rosebud. A moment later, he eased his tool into my back door and 
began to roughly fuck my ass just like I like it. I knew he enjoyed fucking 
my ass because he could fuck me bareback. John fucked me for fifteen minutes 
giving me two orgasms before signaling that he was about to cum. I scooted 
forward as he straightened up and wheeled around to take his cock in my 
mouth. Our timing was perfect as he dumped his load just as my mouth engulfed 
his tool. I savored my husband's sperm before swallowing it and cleaning his 
cock. We both fell back into bed cuddled and fell asleep.

We awoke to our usual Saturday routine. Jeff had a sporting event scheduled 
so we attended that. During the game John asked me what I thought about going 
to the video arcade that night. I told him I wouldn't miss it for the world.

I called my friend Judy and told her that John and I wanted to go out that 
night. I asked if she would watch Jeff and Jenny and she agreed. She even 
suggested that they stay the night so we wouldn't have to wake them to take 
them home. It would give Jeff more time to spend with Jimmy, his friend and 
Judy's son. With that set I fed the kids and drove them to Judy's.

When I returned home John had already laid out my clothes. There wasn't much 
to the outfit and certainly no underwear. The top and skirt were white lace 
and slightly see through. The top was sleeveless, low cut and ended just 
below my breasts exposing my tanned belly. Thin shoulder straps kept 
everything in check. Although the material gave a little it was purchased 
back before my breasts had filled out. The result was a fully packed look, 
the kind of look that John and most men go nuts over.

The skirt was flared and short and very frilly. Exposure was easy with only a 
slight twirl. The white lace gave me a pure innocent look but nothing could 
be further from the truth.  The outfit was finished off with white thigh 
highs and six-inch white platform sandals. The stocking tops were easily 
visible, as the skirt was really short. I made it that way by turning under 
the waist and inch or two.

I teased up my hair and put on an extra layer of makeup. John took one look 
at me wanted me immediately. I told him that he'd get his through a glory 
hole. I grabbed my little white purse and headed for the door. 

John asked, "Have you got any condoms in that tiny purse."

"Oh," I said as I passed through the door. Over my shoulder I said, "I don't 
need any condoms, only you do."

"I see," said John slightly puzzled as he followed me out to the car.

We headed for the adult shop. Before we got out of the car, John reached into 
the glove compartment and pulled out at least a dozen condoms and packed his 
pockets. I looked at him with a slightly amused look and said, "You figure on 
needing all those tonight, stud." 

"Somebody might," he said.

We entered the place and I must admit that I was a little nervous. That went 
away when I saw about fifteen necks snap in my direction and look me up and 
down. My pussy immediately started oozing. I saw myself in a large mirror on 
one wall and realized again that I was designed for one thing and that was 
fucking. No man could resist my body. They had difficulty choosing what to 
gaze at. It might be my flawlessly beautiful face with my crystal blue eyes 
and framed by my long silky blond hair. Perhaps it was my 38DD tits that 
bulged out of my top, my nipples clearly noticeable through the thin 
material. On the other hand it might be my flat tanned belly or my tight 
rounded ass. My long slender legs encased in the white stockings and my fuck-
me six-inch sandals may have been noticed as well. Normally I am a very 
modest woman but even I knew a fuck bunny when I saw one. Every man in the 
joint knew that I was going to get fucked tonight. What they probably 
wouldn't expect is that I was going to get knocked up tonight as well. As it 
turned out I was serious with John about ovulating. I had taken my 
temperature and that night was ground zero. I love teasing my husband but I 
knew he be tickled about me getting pregnant.

For these reasons I expected that we'd go into a booth and I'd tease John 
some more before letting my beloved husband dump his wonderful sperm deep 
into my womb knocking me up.

John purchased several dollars worth of tokens so that we could use the 
arcade. I slowly followed him into the back room where the booths were, 
smiling at the men as they watched me. It would be fun I thought to let 
everyone of them fuck my body through one of those holes. It was dark in the 
arcade. I couldn't see very well but John found an empty booth.

He pulled me in, closed and locked the door.

I said, "I thought that we would be in separate booths."

"We can do that later," he said. "For now we'll save tokens by watching the 
video together."

"OK," I agreed, not really sure what I expected. I did notice the glory holes 
in each wall and was surprised that they were bigger than I thought.

John put a load of coins in the slot and the video started. At first the 
light was too bright but my eyes soon adjusted. On the screen a woman and two 
men were having sex. The men were fucking her at both ends. I immediately 
thought back to the auto shop and those wonderful feelings. My pussy started 
dripping and I wanted John's cock. I put my arms around him and kissed him 
hard. I rubbed my crotch on his leg like a female bitch in heat. I whispered, 
"I want you to fuck me."

"OK, but first I want a blow job," my husband demanded.

I quickly sat down on the bench provided as John stood before me. I open his 
pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. As much as I wanted that cock in my 
body I wanted to tease a little more. I said, "I must ask you to put on a 
condom, baby. A working girl like me must take precautions."

John rolled his eyes then pulled out a condom and rolled it on. I devoured 
his man meat like a starving animal. As I sucked and licked John I thought 
about where we were and the chance that we might get caught. After several 
moments of sucking I felt John tapping me on the shoulder. I looked up at him 
and he nodded toward the wall at my left. There sticking through the wall was 
cock about the size of John's.

I must say that I was startled and a little shocked. I'd read the stories but 
this was real. John smiled at my expression. After a moment he said, "Do you 
want to play with it."

I looked back and forth between John's eyes and that cock. I still had John's 
cock in my hand and was absent-mindedly stroking it. John added, "He'd 
probably enjoy what you're doing to me."

I looked down at my hand around John's cock then back to the one sticking 
through the wall. I looked up at John unsure of what to do and croaked, "Do 
you want me to?"

John smiled and nodded.

Slowly I slid over and took a close look. It looked like a normal cock. I 
gently tested its feel by just touching it on the head. It felt very 
familiar. I admit that I was surprised at my caution. I rationalized that it 
was because John was there. I didn't hesitate a year before when I became the 
play toy of a dozen men. So, why should I hesitate now, John had encouraged 
me.

I put my hand around the hard cock and began to stroke it. I could hear a 
moan from the next booth through the thin wall. It only took about ten 
strokes to bring that cock off. It spit out its gooey load and I watched as 
it landed on the floor and my shoes. As soon as it was done the owner pulled 
it from my grasp. I heard a muffled, "Thank you," though the wall. I looked 
at my soiled feet then up at John. He started laughing. I gave him a smirk 
then crossed one leg over the other. As my shoe gently swayed as I rocked my 
legs I reached down and retrieved a glob of cum off my shoe and onto my 
finger and put it in my mouth. I made a big production of how good it taste. 
I went back for more cleaning off both shoes in the process.

John had a look of awe on his face. He said, "What did I ever do to get such 
a seriously nasty woman like you as my wife."

"Just lucky, I guess," was my reply.

At that moment another cock poked out from the wall, this one thicker than 
the last. John motioned to it and said, "Maybe you'd like to take a load 
directly this time."

I looked up at John with an, "Are you sure, look."

He nodded.

I turned and looked at the flesh hanging though the hole. It was apparent 
that I would have to get on my knees to blow this cock. I looked down and 
noted that I would be kneeling in filth. For some reason it really didn't 
matter. I expected when I dressed that my stocking would be ruined before the 
night ended.

I knelt in front of the new cock and examined it. It seemed clean so I put it 
in my mouth. It tasted a little musty like its owner hadn't had a bath 
recently but otherwise it turned me on a great deal to be doing such a slutty 
thing. As I continued to suck the strange cock I looked into John's eyes 
almost constantly. It was important to me to know that he supported and loved 
me. If anything were wrong then his eyes would tell me. He had the biggest 
smile on his face and his cock continued to stand out rock hard with that 
silly condom on it. It was a devilish irony that for John I sucked him only 
with a condom on but this stranger was getting my mouth bareback.

It took ten minutes to bring the guy off. His cum tasted good but not as good 
as John's. When I had finished the blowjob and its owner retreated I begged 
John to fuck me. As he positioned himself to enter me from behind while 
another cock came through the hole. Word was getting out it appeared. Fine by 
me, I thought. The minute John penetrated me I came and came hard. I began to 
suck this new cock while John plowed me to two more orgasms. I pulled the 
cock out of my mouth long enough to warn John against cumming. I wanted him 
to build up as much cum as he could and I figured watching me be a slut would 
do the trick.

John continued to pump into me stoking my fires as I sucked cock. Finally the 
guy filled my mouth. This guy came buckets and some of it dripped on the 
floor. I still can't believe what I did next. I was so absorbed in lust that 
I bent down close to the floor and licked the fresh spilled cum off the 
sticky surface. It tasted bad but I barely noticed. I was gone. John couldn't 
believe what I'd done. Despite my warning he filled his condom. John sat down 
on the bench and I stood up. I wagged a finger at him for being such a 
naughty boy while I pulled off his condom and ate the contents. It removed 
the bad taste in my mouth. I cleaned the left over cum off his cock. John 
does have the best tasting cream.

I looked at John with a pout on my face and said, "Now I don't have your cock 
to fuck me."

John nodded toward the far wall as a very large cock pushed its way through 
the hole. "Why don't you fuck that one, baby," he said.

I looked at John with frustration and said, "Silly, remember I'm ovulating 
tonight."

John smiled at me said, "Oh, that's right. Of course, that never stopped you 
before when you considered having sex with a strange man."

I looked at John with a serious look and said, "John, I really am ovulating."

He looked into my eyes and realized that I was serious. It works both ways 
with us. When our eyes lock we are one person. He realized now what was at 
stake. To my surprise he handed me a condom. I've got plenty you know.

"You think they'll hold," I asked.

"I'm willing to risk it if you are," he said.

I straddled his lap and hugged him tight. I whispered into John's ear, "Our 
fantasy is really coming true isn't it."

He nodded. I turned around and went to work on my new toy. It was big. About 
ten inches I'd guess. I put what I could into my mouth. I tried 
unsuccessfully to deep throat that monster. Once I was certain that it was 
hard I rolled the condom on. It only covered about six or seven inches. I got 
up and turned to face my husband. I wanted to make sure I could see his eyes 
when I backed onto this big cock.

John was still smiling. I bent at the waste and reached between my legs to 
guide the cock into me. First I rubbed it along my slit making me shudder. 
Slowly I eased the big tool between my cunt lips. I opened my mouth wide as 
the stretching feeling raced to my brain. Slowly I backed onto that baseball 
bat until my ass touched the wall. It was then that I noticed the door 
handles either side of the glory hole spaced out a little more than a foot 
from the hole. I grabbed hold of the handles and pressed my butt hard against 
the wall.

Slowly the cock began to pull out and push in. I only hoped that its owner 
didn't do something dumb like remove the condom while pulling out of me. We 
were using the ribbed variety and I felt like I could feel the difference if 
he did do such a thing. He didn't. He fucked me for ten minutes before 
filling the condom. John and I never broke eye contact as I was serviced 
through the wall. I had two massive orgasms from the large tool. My breasts 
also started leaking. For some reason being filled so fully sent me flying 
and made my pussy and tits drip.

I pulled off the male flesh and examined what he had left me. The condom was 
still in place but had slipped down and inch or two. The tip was hanging and 
full of cum. I removed the sheath and cleaned the flesh. Before I let him go 
I asked the man through the wall if he'd like to suck some milk from my tits.

"Sure," I heard him say.

I pulled the straps off my shoulders and wrestled my tits out of the top. I 
pushed the right one through the hole and a pair of lips latched on. My pussy 
started to gush as I was nursed. After five minutes I told the man to suck my 
other tit. I switched them and he obliged. After another five I thanked him 
and pulled my tit away from the hole. He thanked me for the fuck of a 
lifetime. I told him he was quite a man and that my pussy enjoyed his cock.

I got up and sat with John on the bench. I was about ready to say lets go 
home and make a baby when I beautiful shiny black cock appeared through the 
hole. My body nearly convulsed at the site of it. I new I had to have that 
cock. I looked at John with eyes pleading. He smiled and said, "Go have fun."

I was beside myself and all I could think about was being impaled on that 
black beauty. I was all set to back onto it when John said, "Aren't you 
forgetting something."

"Oh my god, the condom," I said red faced.

John handed me the condom and I turned to put it on the black cock. As usual 
I did my condom trick with my mouth. I watched John for his reaction and I 
could tell he was full of lust. His cock was hard again and he was stroking 
it. Once the condom was on I turned to assume the position.

I reached through my legs and guided it in. There was no fooling around this 
time. I wanted to be stuffed with that black beauty. I backed to the wall and 
grabbed the handles as my new anonymous fuck began to bang me hard.

John looked into my eyes as I was repeatedly penetrated and asked, "How does 
it feel, baby."

I moaned, "God it feels good."

John grinned devilishly and said, "You know last night you told me that if 
you found a black cock that you wanted me to let you get knocked up."

I groaned, "Yes, I guess I did say that." The pounding into my pussy and 
John's reminder made me very hot. A part of me wanted to be knocked up by a 
black man. The want seemed to grow with each thrust the cock made into my 
womb.

I decided to call John's bluff. I said, "Will you let me, baby?"

John sat there with an odd expression on his face. It seemed that he was 
thinking hard. Perhaps the heat of the moment was effecting him as much as it 
was I. I decided that I'd leave it up to him.

I said, "John, will you let him give me his baby?"

John's lust filled eyes told me that answer. So that there would be no 
misunderstanding he said, "Yes."

I immediately had an orgasm. While I thrashed around in orgasm on the black 
cock John watched. It was enough for him to blow his load. I stretched out so 
that I could take it in my mouth.

After cleaning John's cock I reluctantly pulled away from the wall turned and 
knelt down. I looked into John's eyes as I said to the black man, "Wait a 
moment while I removed your condom. I want you to be sure and cum inside me. 
Do you understand?"

I heard a muffled, "I will."

I got back into position and guided the bare cock into my wet pussy. I opened 
my mouth and exhaled into John's face as the cock bottomed out. I said, "He's 
all the way in."

John nodded and said, "Make a baby, Tiff"

My eyes were locked with John's for the entire five minutes it took for the 
black man to build to orgasm and shoot his load into my pussy. I knew at that 
moment that John loved me more than anything to let me do such a thing. I 
wasn't worried that John would leave me with a black baby. I could see it in 
his eyes. He would raise the baby as his own. I also wasn't worried about 
taking the load from the black man because I had extra birth control 
protection that John didn't know about. I had recently had a cervical cap 
fitted and I was wearing it at the moment. When the evening began I wasn't 
sure what I should do. Our teasing was one thing but these were important 
decisions.

From the contented look on John's face I wondered if I should have worn the 
thing. He expected that I was now pregnant with a black man's baby. How could 
I now tell him that I was protected against it? Perhaps I should say nothing 
and when I had my next period chalk it up to bad timing. That would not be 
honest and it was now eating at me. In a sense wearing the cap was dishonest 
but it never occurred to me that it would be anymore than thorough 
protection. I had to come clean with John immediately.

John sensed my discomfort and asked if I regretted what happened.

I said, "Becoming pregnant with a black man's baby wasn't the problem. I 
could tell that we both wanted that when I looked into your eyes."

John said, "I finally figured out what I like about the idea of you getting 
pregnant with another man's baby." "Please don't take this wrong, but its 
because I love the idea of being married to a slut." "You have to admit that 
having another man's baby is the ultimate in sluttiness."

I smiled and nodded, "John I love being a slut for you."

I looked down and said, "I have to tell you something, baby."

John looked at me with concern and said, "Its OK baby. Nothing could be that 
bad."

I said, "John, I had a cervical cap fitted. I'm wearing it now. I'm not 
pregnant with a black baby."

For a moment I could see disappointment in John's face. It disappeared but 
his eyes told me it was there. He hugged me and said, "Its OK baby. You know 
that I love you no matter what happens."

"I love you too," I said.

As we separated we heard a commotion in the next booth and then the biggest 
and ugliest looking cock inched its way through the hole across from us. It 
must have been an omen because it was black. I looked into John's eyes and I 
saw the mischief return. Without saying a word I spread my legs wide, one on 
the floor and the other across John's lap. I nodded toward my pussy inviting 
John to rid me of my protection. I knew he didn't know what to do but he was 
on his own. If he wanted me to get pregnant with a black baby, he would have 
to work for it.

As John pushed his index finger into my pussy and began to probe around, I 
began to stroke that big black cock. I shook my head side to side if John was 
probing the wrong way and up and down if he was probing the right way. His 
eyes remained locked to mine as he probed for the cap. In less than a minute 
time he found it and pulled it free. I put the cap in my purse and then knelt 
down to closely inspect the cock that was about to knock me up. I stroked it 
and noted that it wasn't the sweetest smelling cock I'd seen. It was gnarly 
with several bumps on it and looked as though it had been well used.

The man attached was probably older, perhaps old enough to be my father. I 
took it into my mouth and managed to stuff a few inches down my throat. The 
taste was not pleasant but I didn't care. This would be my new baby's 
father's cock. I suddenly wondered about the man attached to it. I had said 
that I wouldn't want to know the father but now I wasn't so sure. This huge 
black cock was now very hard. I figured it to be nearly a foot long. I 
decided that I would go nuts on the cock and enjoy it to the fullest.

I got up and assumed the position. John's eyes locked with mine as I reached 
between my smooth white thighs and pulled that ugly old battered cock into my 
now completely unprotected pussy. I was so wet that I easily backed onto it. 
I grabbed the handles and held on for the ride of my life and it was. The man 
attached to that cock new how to fuck a woman. As my soul merged with my 
husband that cock took me to an orgasmic high that continued for several 
minutes. Orgasm after orgasm flooded through me. The wall behind me was 
drenched with my spend.

As physically ecstatic as I was my mind seemed to want something else. My 
mind cleared enough to pinpoint what it was. I had been wrong to say that I 
didn't want to know the black father of my baby. I now wanted more than 
anything to be completely with the man that was about to impregnate me. John 
knew something was wrong in my eyes. Surprisingly, he said, "Go to him."

"Thank you for understanding," I said. Reluctantly I pulled off the massive 
cock and said through the hole, "I'm coming over there."

I didn't bother to even straighten my clothes. My tits were hanging out and 
my skirt was on crooked showing most of my ass. It didn't matter. I unlocked 
our door and moved to the next booth. The man had unlocked his door so I 
opened it and walked in. I sensed that several men saw me change booths but I 
didn't care.

A black man of about 55 years looked me up and down and said, "You're a hot 
looking bitch aren't you." Those were the last words he spoke to me.

I said in a rather husky voice, "It's your lucky day. You and I are going to 
make a baby."

I crawled onto his lap and kissed him passionately. When we finally broke the 
kiss I raised up and impaled myself on his still hard cock. I offered him my 
tits, which he began nursing on. His expression showed surprise that they 
were full of milk.

I continued to look at his face as he fucked me hoping that he would look 
into my eyes. He seemed to avoid looking at me. He seemed content to stare 
off into space or close his eyes. It was obvious that I was just a piece of 
ass to him. He didn't care that I would be carrying his child if he even 
believed me at all.

Soon he became restless. He picked me up and laid me on the bench, continuing 
to pound my fertile womb. I could tell that he was near as he thrashed into 
my body at great speed. My eyes longed for his but he wouldn't give them to 
me. In frustration I whimpered for John. Out of the corner of my eye I saw 
the light flicker from the glory hole. I turned my head and there were my 
husband's eyes looking through the hole at me. I could see the love in his 
eyes. I returned the loving look to my husband as the black man gave me his 
baby.

The arcade experience was repeated two more times in the next few months. 
Three months ago I gave birth to a little sister for Jeff and Jenny. Jeff was 
clearly surprised by the baby's color. He seemed satisfied with my 
explanation that God works miracles in mysterious ways. John loves his new 
daughter. You wouldn't know, from the way he acts, that baby Lisa was not his 
own daughter.

My figure has now returned yet again along with my sexual appetite. John is 
anxious for me to get slutty again and I'm looking forward to it. Will we 
have another baby? We'll see. You know how much I loved to be filled.


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(C) 1997 The Warthog

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The account you have just read contains acts that may not be appropriate for 
everyone. In fact, some may be dangerous. The author does not advocate the 
practice of these acts and in our times recommends that care be taken when 
any sex act is performed. Protect Yourself!

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