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Archive name: detour.txt (MF, wife-cheat)
Authors name: Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com)
Story title : Jenny Takes a Detour

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Jenny Takes A Detour
by Warthog

***

My name is Jenny. My story is about a major change in my 
life. I'm 35 years old, married and have two children. My 
husband is a Minister in a small town in Texas. We've 
been married for 17 years. My life has been very prim and 
proper but satisfying until recently.

About two weeks ago I started out to attend a bible 
seminar in Dallas, which is about a three hour drive from 
home. I kissed and hugged my two sons Brad and Jeff and 
husband Jim and promised that I would be careful on the 
road. I told Jim that I would call him from the hotel to 
let him know I was OK.

The trip went fine until I got near Dallas. A road 
construction crew was working on the road and had set up 
a detour. I checked my map to see how far this would put 
me from my final destination. No problem, it turned out, 
if I used a county road about 5 miles from the detour. 

Unfortunately, my car decided to die after about 10 miles 
down the county road. I lifted the hood to take a look at 
the engine even though I know nothing about cars. I had 
hopes that someone might come along and help. I hadn't 
passed any cars on this stretch and I was worried it 
might be some time before someone came by. It was a hot 
July day and I was beginning to perspire.

My worries ended when a pick-up truck pulled up behind my 
car. Two very large black men got out and walked to the 
front of my car. I was startled at first and a little 
afraid at the site of these two giants. They seemed 
polite enough when they asked if I needed help. I smiled 
and answered yes. Both looked under the hood and after a 
few minutes' one of the men said that it looked like a 
bad fuel pump. He offered to give me a ride into town to 
arrange a tow. I accepted his kindness and introduced 
myself.

The man that offered the ride told me that his name was 
Fred and his friend's name was Joe. We all got in their 
truck with me sitting in the middle. The pick-up was old 
and had no air-conditioning. It was a standard size pick-
up but I was still cramped between these huge men. I 
noticed that my shirt was beginning to cling to my skin. 
Fred and Joe had noticed as well. They kept stealing 
glances at my chest as the wet material of my shirt 
outlined my breasts. They remained gentlemen, however.

The attention is something I am used to. I have blond 
hair and blue eyes. I have been considered pretty since I 
was a little girl. When I entered my teen years my body 
blossomed beyond my parents expectations. They kept a 
tight rein on me. They knew I would be the target of 
every boy in school. As a result I lived a very sheltered 
life.

The sheltered existence continued after I met and married 
my husband. When I was fitted for my wedding dress, I 
measured 38DD-23-35. I'm 5'7" tall and weigh 120 pounds. 
I have maintained my shaped through the years with 
exercise. My youthful face allows me to pass for 25. 
Hardly anyone can believe that I'm the mother of a 16-
year-old son. The attention has never really been a 
problem for me. I have always been content to be a wife 
and mother. Sex just has never been a big priority with 
me.

Now, that priority seemed to be changing for some reason. 
I tried to pinpoint why I felt different. Was it because 
I was away from home? Was it because it had been a long 
time since I had made love to my husband? Was it the 
heat, or was it the sizable bulges forming in Fred and 
Joe's pants? All I knew was that my face felt flush and 
an itch was forming between my legs.

I found myself staring at the bulge in Joe's pants. It 
continued to grow to my amazement. I felt my vagina 
lubricating. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was 
a married woman who led a conservative religious life, 
and yet I was beginning to imagine myself having sex with 
this man I'd just met. To top that off, the man was 
black. 

Now, I don't have a prejudiced bone in my body, however, 
I was raised in the South and the tradition here is that 
when it comes to sex and marriage the races don't mix. I 
tried to get control of myself. I just couldn't commit 
adultery and yet my vagina was yearning to be filled.

Joe noticed my stair and said, "Please pardon my arousal 
ma'am, but its not often that a beautiful white woman 
with a big chest sits this close to me." I pushed my 
chest out with pride and said, "Thanks for the 
compliment, Joe." I added, "You fellas are handsome, 
yourselves." 

And they were. I wasn't just being nice. My attention 
returned to Joe's bulge as I asked, "Looks like you have 
something big there, as well." Joe replied, "Its a 
tribute to your beauty, ma'am." He added, "I wish I could 
get my mind on something else, my trousers are beginning 
to get cramped."

I looked at Joe with concern and said, "Oh Joe, I'm 
sorry, I wish I could hide." Joe said, "No ma'am, this is 
my problem." I said, "I don't want you to be 
uncomfortable, Joe." 

To my surprise I added, "Open your pants if it will make 
you more comfortable." Joe looked at me with a surprised 
look, then looked at Fred who looked equally surprised. 
Joe said, "Well, if it wouldn't bother you, ma'am, it 
would sure make me feel better."

Joe unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He tried to keep 
his substantial member hidden but it was too big. I 
stared at Joe's penis with awe. It must have been a foot 
long. The head was as thick as a coke can. I said to 
myself out loud, "I caused that." I was surprised went 
Joe answered, "Yes ma'am, you did." I looked at Joe with 
sympathy and said, "I'm sorry that I've inconvenienced 
you two and I wish there was something I could do."

Joe shook his head and said, "No inconvenience, ma'am. 
We're glad to help a pretty lady." He added, "There is 
only one thing that will get my bone back inside my pants 
right now and I don't think you would like it." 

I had my suspicions but I had to ask, "What's that, Joe?" 

Joe's politeness gave way to frankness as he said, 
"Ma'am, you could to suck me off!" 

I looked at Joe with surprise although I wasn't. I looked 
at Joe's penis again. All I could think about was Joe's 
penis. I tried to remember who I was. I was in a strange 
truck but it was like a dream.

The next thing I knew I had three inches of Joe's penis 
in my mouth. I don't even remember leaning over and 
taking him in my mouth. Joe had a surprised look on his 
face that began to change to pleasure. My lips were 
stretched to their limits. Joe's penis was too much for 
my mouth. 

I began to lick the head while I stroked the shaft. Joe 
began to growl with passion. I couldn't believe I was 
giving this man oral sex. It was the first penis I had 
ever tasted. My husband would never ask me to suck his 
penis and I never brought it up. I found that I was 
enjoying the feeling of sucking this large black penis.

While I sucked, Joe unbuttoned my shirt and began to rub 
my breasts. He said, "Fred, look at these big titties." 
Fred grunted his approval. I wanted to feel Joe's hands 
on my nipples so I unsnapped my bra. Joe took this as an 
invitation. I felt his hand cup my right breast. A moment 
later I felt Fred's hand on my left breast. They pinched 
my nipples sending a message to my vagina demanding 
attention. I began to rub the wet area between my legs.

Within seconds I had an orgasm. Shortly afterward, Joe 
flooded my mouth with his sperm. I jerked my head away 
causing Joe's second squirt to hit me in the face. I 
decided that the taste wasn't that bad so I swallowed 
Joe's penis again and collected the remainder of his 
sperm in my mouth. I swallowed the liquid with each 
delivery into my mouth. I couldn't believe how much Joe 
came. I now had a belly full of his sperm.

Just then the passenger door opened and Joe and Fred 
helped me out of the truck. I hadn't noticed that Fred 
had pulled down a dirt road out of site of the county 
road. He had pulled over at secluded spot. Fred led me 
around to the bed of the truck and had me crawl up on a 
bunch of old blankets. Fred unzipped his pants and pulled 
out a penis that was easily two inches longer than Joe's 
and just as thick. He crawled up into the truck bed and 
dangled his penis next to my head.

Without hesitation, I began to suck and lick Fred's 
member. Meanwhile, Joe crawled in the truck-bed on the 
other side of me and began to remove my shirt and bra. He 
then removed my shoes and jeans. Lastly he pulled my 
panties off leaving me naked. Fred's penis had meanwhile 
gotten rock hard. I removed Fred's penis from my mouth 
and said, "Put it in me, Fred, please!"

Fred lay back on the blankets and grabbed me by the 
waist. He lifted me with ease up over his penis while I 
guided the head to my opening. I was very wet, however, I 
was not sure I could take such a large member even after 
two pregnancies. Fred slowly lowered me down. 

His penis entered me stretching my vaginal lips thin. 
Fred was able to penetrate me without difficulty but it 
was incredibly tight. Slowly I was impaled the full 
length of his shaft. I never felt so full. He began 
pumping me up and down. I immediately had an orgasm. It 
continued while I pumped up and down on Fred. I had never 
had an orgasm like this. I didn't want it to end.

After about five minutes of riding Fred, I felt a 
pressure between the cheeks of my bottom. Before I could 
say anything, Joe had four inches of penis buried in my 
anal opening. My orgasm intensified. They began to pump 
me together. I now had over two feet of penis filling my 
holes. The only thing that could be better was to have a 
third penis in my mouth. I screamed for them to pound me 
harder and they did, while Joe squeezed my bottom and 
Fred squeezed my breasts.

After about 15 minutes of sex, Joe pulled out of my anus 
and stuck his penis in my mouth. He unloaded another load 
of sperm in my mouth as Fred flooded my vagina. I was 
dripping at both ends. I licked Joe clean not minding 
where Joe's cock had just been, then cleaned up Fred. 
They thanked me for the sex. I told them that I wanted to 
go again. Fred said, "Ma'am, if you want more I'll have 
to take you to the pool hall. I'm just not ready for any 
more fucking now."

Without thinking about my situation I said, "Anything you 
say, Fred." As I got dressed I was amazed at how 
wonderful I felt. I had more orgasms in those few minutes 
than I had my entire life. My husband had never satisfied 
me and it had been many years since I had climaxed by my 
own hand. I now realized that I would not be able to 
survive without the feelings and sensations I had just 
experienced.

As we drove into town I realized that I told my husband I 
would call him when I arrived. Guilty feelings suddenly 
overcame me. I thought about my family and then about 
what I had just done. My thinking became confused. I knew 
that it was sinful for a married woman to have sex with 
another man, much less two at one time. It couldn't have 
been me, a white woman, with two huge black penises 
buried in my vagina and anus. 

Surely, it wasn't I who sucked the sperm out of Joe's 
penis and swished the gooey liquid around my tongue to 
savor the taste. And, it must have been someone else who 
licked the residue off the big black cock that had 
moments before been 12 inches deep in my bowel. I 
recalled an earlier trip to the bathroom that morning 
before I had left.

I was shocked at what I had done, but I loved every 
minute of it. I'm not sure if it was the nastiness of the 
acts or whether I genuinely like the taste of sperm, but 
I knew I wanted more. As for the musty taste from my 
bowel, it seems impossible to me now that I tasted it, 
however, I know that at the height of my sexual state it 
was exactly what I wanted to do. The feeling of two 
penises rubbing together inside me gave me pleasure that 
nothing else had come close to. I only hoped that the 
rest of the day would be as fulfilling.

I decided that I would see about repairing my car and 
then find a hotel. I didn't mind the sweaty sex, but I 
felt like I should get cleaned up for later. I asked Fred 
to take me to a place where I could get my car towed and 
fixed. We arrived at Nate's garage a short time later. 

When Fred pulled up a tall black man about 30 years old 
walked out with the widest eyes I'd ever seen. I guess he 
was surprised to see me sitting between Joe and Fred 
looking like I had just been in a wet T-shirt contest. I 
know what your thinking, but I've been around enough to 
know what a wet T-shirt contest is.

The tall man whose shirt identified him as Nate said, 
"Fred, where did you find that princess from heaven?" 
Like I said, this was the South and a white woman riding 
around in a pickup with two black men was rare. 

Fred said, "The young lady here had car trouble back down 
county road 1305. We gave her a lift here figuring you 
could fix her up." 

Nate was now looking at my nipples, which were clearly 
visible though my shirt. I hadn't put my bra or panties 
back on after Fred and Joe fucked me. Thinking about our 
threesome reminded me of the feelings and sensations Fred 
and Joe had produced in me.

I noticed that Nate was developing a sizable bulge in his 
pants. My nipples responded by getting rock hard. His 
eyes began bulging at the site of my growing nubs. I 
interrupted the silence by saying in my best attempt at a 
sexy voice, "Nate, would you please fix my car?" I smiled 
and continued, "I'll make it worth your while." Nate 
began stuttering, "Ma--Ma'am, yes ma'am, right away."

Without taking my eye off Nate I reached in my jeans-
pocket and pulled out my underwear. I turned to Fred and 
gave him my panties then kissed him full on the mouth 
letting my tongue wander inside his mouth. I gave Joe my 
bra, knowing how he likes big tits. I gave Joe the same 
sloppy kiss as I mashed my chest into his side and rubbed 
against him. My nipples were on fire.

I turned back to Nate a said, "You'll get yours when my 
car is fixed." I thanked Fred and Joe for their help and 
ask if they would pick me up at eight and take me to the 
pool hall. They both nodded. 

Nate piped up, "You're taking the lady to the pool hall. 
Does she know about the pool hall?" 

Joe answered, "She'll know tonight!"

It sounded kind of scary to me but I was still looking 
forward to it. I was also anxious for Nate to fix my car 
but I don't think as anxious as he was. It made me feel 
good to use my feminine charms to make a man do what I 
wanted. I had noticed a motel across the street. It 
didn't look like much but it would do. I ask Nate to send 
my bags over after he got my car. I then said with a 
wink, "I expect that you will personally deliver my car 
when it's ready." 

Nate said, "You can count on that, Ma'am!" 

I then turned and walked across the street to the motel.

I checked in and told the bellhop that Nate would send 
over my bags. I asked the handsome young black man of 19 
or so to bring my bags to my room when they got there. I 
squeezed a five into his hand and gave him a wink. I 
could tell by his stares that his young hormones were 
working overtime. I new that soon I would have to take 
care of him as well.

Up to this point I hadn't seen any white people. I 
figured I was in a predominately black neighborhood. So 
far, everyone had been very nice. I'm sure the 
possibility of fucking a buxom blond white woman would 
cheer any man, black or white.

When I got to the room, I called my husband and let him 
know that everything was fine. I tried to act as if 
nothing out of the ordinary had happened. I'm sure I 
succeeded, however, I was feeling mighty guilty by the 
time I hung up. I filled the bath, then took off my 
sticky clothes. I looked at my body for a while. 

It was though I was looking at it for the first time. I 
forgot about my husband and family. My breasts were 
flushed with the squeezing of a half hour before. I 
pulled on my nipples and received a jolt of sensation 
sending me back to the time when my vagina and anus were 
being pounded. My knees became weak and gave way. I 
landed on the floor on in a sitting position. The force 
caused a trickle of sperm to flow from my vagina. 

Without thinking I scooped up the bead and put it in my 
mouth. The taste of cum and the musty smells of the 
remnants of Joe's ass fuck sent me into another orgasm. 
My vagina belched out a mixture of my juices and Fred's 
sperm. I lapped it up using both soiled hands. I finished 
by cleaning my rectum in the same way. I was exhausted so 
I lay down on the floor and fell asleep.

I awoke some time later still in a heap on the floor. I 
picked myself up and crawled into the tub. I warmed the 
water up with the tap and lingered in the tub after I 
washed. I heard a knock at the door and yelled, "Come 
in!" In walked Ron the bellhop with my bags. "You're 
luggage, Ma'am," I heard him say. I saw his face in the 
full-length mirror outside the bathroom and new he could 
see me as well. The soap and water covered my body except 
for the substantial tops of my breasts. I thanked Ron and 
told him I'd call if I needed him. He left me to my bath.

Soon after I got out of the tub and dried my body and my 
hair. My energy had returned and I began to admire my 
body again. I was proud that my breasts were still firm 
with only a hint of sag. I bounced lightly on my feet and 
watch my breasts jiggle. I felt that tingled feeling 
again and began to realize just how sensitive my breasts 
were. 

I wasn't sure if my sexual desires were just developing 
late or that they had been suppressed all these years. 
All it took was a slight jiggling of my breasts or a 
brush of my nipples and a jolt of what felt like 
electricity would start at my nipple and go directly to 
my vagina.

A knock at the door brought me back to my senses. I 
wrapped up in a towel and opened the door. It was Nate 
with my car keys. He pointed outside at my car and said, 
"Its as good as new, ma'am." I replied, "That was sure 
fast!" He said, "Just a minor repair, ma'am." Nate had 
that same anxious look and bulging trousers I had left 
him with earlier. I said, "Come on in, Nate, and take a 
break." I didn't have to ask twice.

Once inside I told Nate to have a seat on the bed. 
Without any fanfare I removed the towel covering my body 
and stood before Nate with nothing on but a sexy smile. 
Nate's eyes bulged as big as the lump in his pants. I 
said, "Nate, I'll do anything you want for the next 30 
minutes." He smiled a big toothy grin and said, "Suck my 
cock."

Immediately, I pushed him to the middle of the bed and 
helped him remove his boots and socks. I undid his belt 
buckle and unzipped his pants. His substantial penis made 
a tent in his boxer shorts. He shed his pants and I 
pulled down his shorts exposing the biggest penis I had 
ever seen. I thought I would never see anything bigger 
than Joe and Fred. I asked Nate how big he was and he 
replied, "15 inches long and 8 inches around." It was 
almost as long as my forearm and wider than my wrist. I 
told Nate that I would give all my effort to see to it 
that all 15 inches got buried inside me.

I went to work on the head of his penis like a mad woman. 
I wanted to taste his sperm. I couldn't wait. I tried to 
take as much of his fat penis as I could. By adjusting 
the angle of attack and by opening my throat, I was able 
to get about half of it in. I could see my reflection in 
the mirror on the wall and it was as if I was watching 
someone else. 

I watched this white woman taking this huge black tube of 
flesh and attempt to swallow the entire length. The sight 
amplified my determination. I pushed and pushed Nate's 
penis down my throat until the image on the wall showed 
no huge black tube and the woman's nose was flat against 
the man's belly. A large unusual bulge appeared on the 
woman's neck. I realized it was me. I had done it. If I 
could take Nate on I could take on anyone. Now I was not 
only hungry for sex, I was proficient at it.

Nate began bucking wildly. Evidently, he had seen the 
image in the mirror and erupted in orgasm. I couldn't 
tell for sure but the throbbing in my neck suggested that 
Nate was pumping a large load directly into my belly. By 
the time I had pulled off his big tool he had stopped 
cumming. I asked to be sure, and he confirmed that he had 
cum. He said no woman, black or white, had ever swallowed 
him whole, and for that the auto-repair was on him. I 
realized that at that moment, I had become a prostitute. 

I looked at the clock and noted that Nate still had 
twenty minutes. He told me that he wanted to fuck me in 
the ass and cunt but that he needed a rest. It occurred 
to me that I could use the time to take care of Ron the 
bellhop. I asked Nate if he minded a threesome. He said 
it sounded interesting, so I called the desk and asked 
for Ron. He was at my door in five minutes. 

I opened the door careful not to show my naked body 
outside and invited Ron in. He first noticed my naked 
body after I had closed the door. His eyes got very wide. 
He noticed Nate on the bed naked from the waist down and 
said very nervously, "I don't want no trouble." I walked 
over to Ron and crushed by breasts into his chest and 
said, "Don't worry, Baby, you and Nate are going to fuck 
me for a while."

I helped Ron out of his clothes and asked Nate to move to 
the chair while Ron fucked me. I put Ron on his back and 
began stroking his penis. It was big but it didn't 
measure up to Nate. I figured it to be about 10 inches 
long. I stuffed the entire thing my mouth with ease after 
learning how on Nate's penis. 

I was drenched in sperm after only two pumps. I lapped up 
all the spilled cum which impressed Ron. His youth 
allowed him to stay hard so I crawled on top of Ron and 
impaled myself on his tool. I bounced up and down on Ron 
for ten glorious minutes, cumming twice, before I notice 
that Nate had position himself at my anus.

Nate struggled for a moment but finally popped the huge 
head of his penis into my anus. Slowly he inched his way 
into my bowel. I didn't notice how far because I was in 
the middle of another mind-bending orgasm. When I came 
out of it, both Nate and Ron were pumping me smoothly. 
This continued for several minutes during which I had a 
long continuous orgasm. 

Suddenly Nate pulled out of me and appeared in front of 
me his penis bobbing in front of my face. I took him to 
the root again cleaning him thoroughly. He came again. 
This time I was able to taste some of his sperm before it 
was sent to my belly. It had a strong flavor that I liked 
tremendously.

Soon after, Ron filled my vagina with his load. I tasted 
some of drippings at my vagina and learned that Ron's 
sperm tasted milder than Nate's. Ron hopped up and 
thanked me. He said he had to get back to work. He 
dressed and left. Meanwhile, Nate had one more fuck in 
him. 

He put me on my back and slowly entered my vagina. It 
stretched to fit his huge tool. Fortunately, I was well 
lubricated. He pounded out two more orgasms in me before 
having one of his own. Rather than cumming in my vagina, 
he sprayed my chest and stomach with his sperm. I managed 
to catch one squirt in my mouth.

Nate dressed and left shortly after our last fuck. I had 
great admiration for Nate's penis and his manner. I 
wondered if he was married. I realized that another bath 
was in order. I had sperm dripping from my vagina and my 
face. The sperm on my breast and stomach had dried. 

I realized that it was almost 7. I had an hour to get 
ready. I quickly bathed and dried off. My hair did not 
need to be washed again. I fixed it in my normal fashion, 
that is, up. I dressed in one of my suits and had just 
finished my makeup when there was a knock at the door.

I opened the door to find Fred and Joe. I invited them in 
and gave each one a hug. I notice a look of indecision on 
Fred's face and asked what was wrong. He stuttered around 
and finally said bluntly, "Miss Jenny, we're not going to 
church tonight. You may want to change your clothes if 
you want to party the way I think you want to party." 

I looked at my suit with a frown and said, "Not very 
sexy, huh?" 

Joe piped up, "Don't get us wrong, ma'am, your very 
beautiful, but, you may want to show more skin and curves 
and maybe a wilder hairdo. You understand what I'm 
saying?" 

I nodded with a frown, "Unfortunately, all my outfits are 
like this."

Fred said, "Don't worry little lady. I know just the 
thing. We'll go to my sister's place." He opened the door 
leading the way. We hopped into the pick-up and hit the 
road. 

A short time later Fred pulled into the parking lot of a 
strip shopping center. He parked in front of a store 
called 'Winnie's Fashions'. We walked in as Winnie was 
about to close. Fred introduced me to Winnie who was 
giving me the usual stare that I had come to expect in 
this black neighborhood.

Fred explained to Winnie that I needed a party outfit. 
She smiled and turned walking to another area of the 
store. The racks were full of very skimpy brightly 
colored tops and skirts. Winnie showed me a few dresses 
and I picked two. 

I wasn't wild about some of the colors, but I found a red 
one I liked and a white one. I went to the dressing room 
and tried the red one first. Everybody liked the dress. 
It had a frilly short skirt and strapless top. I was a 
bit insecure about the top so I went back to the dressing 
room and put on the white dress.

This dress fit me like a glove. It was very simple. The 
material was smooth and shiny. Spaghetti straps held up 
the top, which showed a great deal of my breasts. My 
nipples were plain to see through the material. The 
tightness of the dress suggested that I might need the 
next size up. 

Finally I decided that tight was what I wanted. Besides, 
I liked to way the dress pushed my breasts together, 
producing a long deep cleavage. The dress hugged my every 
curve. I decided to remove my panties because they showed 
through. The result was pleasing. The hemline was very 
high. I new I would likely expose my pubic hair when I 
sat down. I would have to be careful unless I didn't want 
to be.

Fred and Joe agreed that I looked great. I selected a 
pair of white five-inch spiked high heels and a white 
handbag as accessories. I went back to the dressing room 
and collected my things. I almost forgot about my hair. I 
let it down and brushed it out. Using a little hairspray 
I fluffed it up. 

I gave it a slight wind blown look. It hung smoothly over 
my shoulders and down my back. I wore bangs to make me 
look younger. I liked the result and so did the boys. I 
paid for the clothes and we left. As we were getting into 
the truck I noticed that Fred and Joe were sporting 
bulges again.

As Fred pulled away I instructed him to find a secluded 
spot. I told Fred and Joe that they looked like they 
could use a fuck and I sure new that I wanted it. Fred 
developed a big grin then pulled the truck around the 
back of the strip center. We got out and I walked to 
front of the truck. 

I liked the way it felt walking in the high heels, 
feeling the stretchy dress material rub my naked body 
underneath. I stood facing the hood of the truck and 
spread my legs about three feet apart. I bent at the 
waist and braced myself against the hood of the truck. 
The invitation was plain. The boys new what to do.

Joe opened his fly and pulled out his growing penis. He 
stroked it a couple times and it reached its full length. 
Joe pulled my skirt up only a few inches exposing my 
vagina. He pushed the big head of his tool into me and 
began banging me hard. After about five minutes I 
orgasmed hard. I lost all senses for a moment while the 
pleasure washed over me. 

When my hearing returned I heard Joe grunting and new he 
was about to cum. I looked over my shoulder into Joe's 
eyes and pleaded for him to cum in my mouth. A moment 
later he pulled out and I spun around. I opened my mouth 
wide and Joe lowered the head of his penis to my tongue. 
Soon, squirt after squirt filled my mouth. I swallowed 
the whole gooey load.

I turned back around and assumed the position for Fred. 
Before he began he tested the ease of lowering my top. By 
simply hooking his thumbs around the straps of my dress 
and pulling them over my shoulders, Fred was able to free 
my breasts. He began to pull at my nipples as he impaled 
my anus with his 14-inch penis. The electric bolts that 
were now shooting from my pinched and stretched nipples 
to my vagina were joined with jolts erupting in my ass 
with each thrust of Fred's member. 

Without knowing it I began to moan loudly. This caused 
Fred to pull harder on my nipples and pound my ass 
harder. My moaning increased. I had another blanking 
orgasm. When I regained my senses, I noted that Fred had 
pulled out of my ass. He was holding the pent up sperm in 
his penis. I opened my mouth and Fred released the 
contents into my mouth. I lapped up the sperm, savoring 
every drop. I then licked Fred's soiled penis clean.

At that moment I looked to my left and noticed a third 
man. It was the first white man I'd seen in town. He 
looked like he was drunk. He had his cock out and was 
stroking a sizable rock hard penis. I wasn't going to let 
it go to waste so I let him fuck me. 

He didn't last long and I didn't climax, however, it was 
the first wine flavored sperm I had tasted. It turned out 
the man was just a bum that I had awakened with my loud 
moans. When I was finished with the man I looked over and 
noticed Fred and Joe just smiling and shaking their 
heads.

I stretched my shoulder straps back into placed and 
pushed my tits back into their confines. Finally, I 
pulled my skirt down. I marveled at the ease of being 
fucked three times and becoming presentable in less than 
a minute. I still needed to reapply my lipstick, but I 
could do that in the trucks rear view mirror. We drove 
off to the pool hall with Fred and Joe satisfied for a 
while and me hot and horny as ever. I was looking forward 
to three or more men fucking me at once.

We pulled into the parking lot of a run down dirty 
looking bar. Fred parked the truck then turned to me and 
said, "Jenny, this place is pretty wild and can get 
rough. The police avoid this place. Now is the time to 
leave if you don't feel up to it." 

I said, "Thanks for your concern Fred. I just want to 
know one thing." 

Fred said, "What's that?" 

I continued, "Can I get fucked by a lot of men, here?" 

Joe piped up, "Ma'am, you'll be the only white woman in 
the place. There's boys in there who have dreamed of 
banging a white woman all their life and you, my lady, 
are more beautiful than their dreams would ever allow." 

I said confidently, "Lead on." 

Fred smiled and gave my nipple a pinch. My hand 
immediately went between my legs as the usual electrical 
charge jumped from my nipple to vagina. Fred laughed and 
said, "We sure know how to jump start Ms. Jenny!" All I 
could do was moan.

Fred entered the bar first. I followed swinging my hips. 
Joe followed me. My dress conformed to my body and the 
gentle rubbing on my nipples as I walked kept me in 
constant heat. I could feel the blood running through my 
veins. I never felt so alive. The place was busy. I 
watched as each pair of eyes got to know my body 
intimately. The dress was just a second skin. I was 
essentially naked. Even my pubic hair mound was accented 
by the dress. Every man in the place knew he had a golden 
invitation to fuck me. I licked my lips as I walked to 
make sure there was no mistake about it.

Fred lead me to the bar in the back and pointed to a bar 
stool. We sat down and Joe order drinks for us. I had 
just taken a sip of my beer and set the mug down when a 
large hand caressed my shoulder and rotated me around 
gently. There stood a large black man about 6'6" and 260 
pounds. 

I notice that he was stroking a rather large penis. 
Before I realized it he had spread my legs, causing my 
skirt to spring to my waist, and plugged his 13-inch 
penis into my dripping hole. Once his pole was safely 
lodged in my vagina he gripped my bottom with both huge 
hands and pulled me onto the rest of his penis. My shock 
gave way to loud moans. He had my back pinned to the bar, 
my bottom on the bar stool and my legs over his 
shoulders. He was pounding me so fast that it was a blur. 

After about three minutes he paused for only a second to 
lower the straps of my dress exposing my tits. His hands 
went to work pulling and pinching my nipples. I began to 
moan loudly. I notice a crowd forming. After five minutes 
of this treatment I blacked out with a hard crushing 
orgasm. I learned that the more physical the fucking the 
harder I orgasm. 

I hoped my body could hold up to it. When my senses 
returned I notice the signs of an oncoming male orgasm. I 
lock eyes with my partner and calmly said, "In my mouth." 
That was all it took. Roughly he pulled me into a sitting 
position and then down to his penis. I stuffed it in my 
mouth in time to take a large gooey load down my throat.

I licked the man clean and before I knew it my legs were 
over another pair of shoulders and another penis was 
plowing my vagina. Man number two had seen the previous 
fuck and he new that pulling on my large tits made me 
wild. He grabbed both nipples and began pulling. It was a 
little scary to see my nipples stretched out two to three 
inches, then pulled in all directions. 

It looked sort like the cowhand yanking on a cow's 
udders. The slight pain I was feeling was instantly 
transformed into sexual pleasure as the pounding and 
pulling continued. I had another hard orgasm. I noticed 
that I was discharging a considerable amount of fluid 
with each orgasm. It had collected on the bar stool and I 
was now sliding around in it.

It went like this for about forty minutes and eight guys. 
I was getting just what I wanted. Each man was kind 
enough to come in my mouth. I enjoyed the taste a great 
deal. After number eight I asked if I could take a rest. 
Number nine looked perturbed but relented when I promised 
him my anus. At that moment the bartender brought a beer 
mug half full of what looked like milk. 

On closer inspection I realized that it was not milk but 
sperm. It must have been from twenty or thirty guys. The 
bartender explained that many of his patrons were so 
turned on by my fucking that they stroked themselves off. 
He said he noticed that I seemed to like cum so he passed 
the mug and they all filled it up for me. I thanked him 
and began to drink. I downed the whole thing to their 
cheers and applause. I handed the mug back to the 
bartender and told him to keep it cumming.

I asked the bartender how many men and women were at the 
bar. He paused and then said, "I figure about a hundred 
men and four women. I looked around and noticed a black 
women naked on a pool table with a penis in her vagina, 
anus and mouth. They were giving her hell. I couldn't see 
any other woman but the place was bigger than it looked 
from the outside. Number nine was now getting irritated. 
I suspected that his balls were about to explode and I 
was eager to taste the contents. I noted a line of about 
15 guys lined up behind number nine and they looked angry 
and frustrated while waiting. The last thing I wanted was 
to be hurt by a angry mob.

I stood up, pushed the material of my dress to my waist, 
and bent over the barstool. The men now had access to my 
anus and vagina in back and my mouth and tits in front. 
The stool was still sticky with my cum. Number nine 
plowed his penis into my frothy vagina and pumped me a 
few times to lubricate his shaft. He then gently entered 
my anus and slowly embedded his tool in my bowels. The 
tightness had us both moaning. I motioned for the next 
man to fuck my mouth. I also had the on-deck men pulling 
at my tits. For the next hour I took on twosomes in this 
manner. 

When the line had dwindled to no more than six, I had 
enjoyed seven anal fucks and four vaginal fucks and had 
swallowed another eleven wads of sperm and had a least a 
dozen hard mind blowing orgasms. On the floor underneath 
me was a large cake pan that had collected the drippings 
from my vagina and anus that included the cum of eleven 
well-hung black men and one well-fucked white woman. The 
gooey mess looked like the kind of cake frosting that is 
put on coffee cake. 

I asked for a break and slowly stood up carefully 
avoiding the pan. I smiled at those around me and said, 
"You fellas think of everything, don't you?" I picked up 
the pan and proceeded eat the whole slimy mess.

The reaction was another round of whistles and hoots. The 
bartender handed me another sperm mug. This one was only 
a third full. I looked back at the bartender and he 
shrugged, "You're wearing them out, lady." 

I beamed with pride and said, "The next one should be 
full." The bartender nodded as I downed the latest 
collection of cum. 

I looked around and asked if there was any place we could 
be more comfortable. A handsome black gentleman who had 
been waiting a long time took my hand and led me to the 
other side of the room. There was a large thick mat that 
covered the floor. A woman I had not seen was getting up 
off the mat as we approached. Her face was covered with 
sperm and her vagina was leaking down her leg. She was 
busy wiping the stuff off. I was tempted to lick it off 
her.

A new crop of men had gathered around me. I explained 
that I wanted to fuck three men at a time. I told them I 
preferred for them to cum in my mouth. If they didn't 
that was OK too. 

For the next hour and a half we got down to a serious 
white woman gangbang. This corner of the bar was darker 
and the only light given off was the reflection off my 
white skin and the shiny well-lubricated black penises 
that kept disappearing inside me. It was a surreal 
experience. I loved the feeling of a 14-incher in my 
vagina and another 14-incher in my butt. 

When a good pair established a rhythm, all I wanted is to 
stuff a third cock down my throat and have a heart 
stopping orgasms. I would just stop with my nose buried 
in some man's wiry pubic hair and shudder on the two 
black poles buried in my vagina and bowel. I collected a 
good deal of sperm like that. I began to notice that I 
sloshed when I moved. Now that's a belly full of sperm. I 
also found that I liked given the men a tongue bath after 
they came. 

I started by licking their penis, then cleaning their 
balls and finally I tongued their anus. Many had recently 
had bowel moments and I found that I licked harder and 
cleaned more thoroughly in those cases. My tongue, to my 
newfound delight, is quite long. I estimate that I was 
able to penetrate most of their anuses over an inch.

This nonstop fucking continued with one man cumming and 
another taking his place. All three of my holes were 
constantly filled. The orgasms began to run together. At 
one point I regained my senses after a strong long 
lasting orgasm and noticed a change. Rather than feeling 
the sweaty skin of a thrusting man at my rear, the 
feeling was soft and dry, like... 

As I turned around to look I realized why the feeling was 
like that of a fur coat. A large black dog, a Labrador I 
believed, had his paws around my waist and his eleven 
inch cock buried in my anus. I realized also that the men 
had back away to watch. I was in the middle of this mat 
getting fucked by an animal as dozens of men looked on 
and cheered.

Despite the activity of the past hours, the countless men 
who had fucked me and the large quantities of sperm I had 
drunk, I was shocked. I couldn't move. It all began to 
come back to me. I was the respected wife of the town 
minister with children who loved me. If they could see me 
now, getting fucked in the ass by a dog. The problem was 
it felt so good. I liked the way the dog caressed my 
waist. I could feel another towering orgasm building. 

Oh, the immorality of it. I had come a long way from the 
preacher's sweet wife. I was now enjoying getting dog 
fucked. As I began to blank out with orgasm I remembered 
thinking, I wonder what dog sperm tastes like. When my 
hearing returned the dog was yelping and I realized that 
he was pumping his load into my bowels. I also noted that 
his cock felt like it had swollen to twice the size. He 
was stuck inside my ass. 

I then remembered from the days I spent on my uncle's 
farm, that many male animals get a knot in their penis 
after ejaculation. This was to hold the sperm inside the 
female so that pregnancy could occur. I new that I would 
be like this for a few moments so I decided to rest. I 
collapsed down on the mat. The dog crossed one leg over 
my back, so that we were butt to butt, and waited. 

After about five minutes the dog and I separated. He 
moved a few feet away and began to lick his penis. I knew 
what I wanted to do. I crawled over to the dog and gently 
began to suck the dog's penis. I managed to get some more 
sperm out of his cock. It tasted similar to human sperm 
but was thinner. Once the dog was clean I lapped up the 
trail of sperm that had leaked out of my asshole. 

I finished by sticking two fingers in my anus and 
collecting what I could to eat. I was about as low and 
depraved as a human could get. Here I was, a beautiful 
woman who could have just about anything I wanted and I 
was here at a dingy bar being gangbanged and dog-fucked. 
The strange thing was I couldn't think of anyplace I 
would rather be.

After my session with the dog, nobody seemed to be 
interested in fucking me any more. Fred and Joe offered 
to take me back to the motel. I asked why no one wanted 
to fuck me anymore. Joe explained that these guys didn't 
want sloppy seconds after an animal.

The irony struck me. Before today, I was the type of 
woman who would never be caught in a place like this 
doing what I had done. Now, the patrons of this place 
were looking down at me as the nasty slut who has sex 
with animals. It occurred to me that I know felt 
comfortable with the slut label. I also knew that it was 
incompatible with my former status.

The boys dropped me at the motel and declined my 
invitation to a private session. It seems that even they 
agreed that I had gone beyond what passes for normal 
around here. Alone in the room I thought about cleaning 
up in the tub. I decided against it, however. I liked the 
feeling of all the dried sweat and cum coating my skin. I 
curled up on the bed and began to lick my limbs. I fell 
asleep with the most blissful feelings I could remember.

I awoke the next morning to a most offensive smell. I 
recalled to activities of the night before with horror. I 
also recalled the wonderful feelings that I knew I could 
never live without. More exploration was in order.

I cleaned up and made it to my bible seminar just a 
little late. For the next two weeks I studied the bible 
during the day and hit the streets at night. I've now 
experienced all the sexual activities Dallas has to 
offer, from the single's scene to being the main 
entertainment for a bachelor party. 

I'm going home tomorrow. I've been trying to figure out 
how to return to my life as a minister's wife and mother 
of two and still enjoy my newfound life as a slut. I 
guess I will just have to make more trips out of town. If 
I get a chance, I'll pass along what happened in Dallas 
over the last two weeks. We'll talk soon.

THE END

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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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