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The Black Cock Club
by Lucy & Tom (lucy.ward6@btinternet.com)
***
The interracial cuckolding adventures of Lucy and Tom
at the exlusive Black Cock CLub resort, culminating in
pregnancy. (MF, exh, intr, cuck, huml)
***
Chapter One: The Grand Tour
Lucy assured me she'd look after me as we headed down
the long driveway of the country house that now served
as the black cock club resort. She had started coming
here once a week the previous month but this was to be
my first visit. As we parked the car and headed up the
steps towards the front door there was nothing about
the building to give away its unusual purpose. There
was, however a completely naked brunette waiting by the
door!
Lucy had briefed me about the many strict rules of the
club. The first was that women were not allowed any
clothes at any time inside the club. There was a large
lockable box under the porch for clothes. Lucy stripped
and put her clothes in a bag inside. I understood that
very few clothes were seen inside full stop. The black
men were allowed clothes, but it was still common to
see them casually stroll about naked. As for the white
boys, we apparently had a little uniform. I was to find
out what when we got in, and kept my clothes on for
now.
We followed the brunette's example and buzzed ourselves
in. We crossed the marble floor to a large reception
desk. Another naked woman sat behind it and looked up
as we approached.
"Hello Lucy," she said, "And this must be Tom?"
"That's right, it's his first time."
"Don't worry, we'll look after you. You're booked in
room four Lucy. Shall I show him around?"
"That would be great. I'm a little late for my
appointment. See you later!" Lucy signed something and
breezed off through some double doors to the left
leaving me alone with the receptionist.
"Well," she said, "I'm sure you'd like to look around."
"Yes I guess so" I replied.
"White male visitors to the club have to wear a
uniform. Come with me and I'll find one for you."
I followed her behind the desk and into a little room.
I had to strip in front of her. The uniform consisted
of pink stockings and a tight short pink t-shirt with
the words "small penis" written on the front. Otherwise
I was exposed. The woman took out a measuring tape and
suddenly grabbed my privates.
"That's just fine Tom," she said, "as you know we have
very high standards here at the club. Only the best
black studs are allowed to work here, all of them at
least twelve inches long in the cock department as you
will see. White boys are also vetted. For aesthetic
reasons we won't allow anyone in who's more than 4
inches long. Obviously we don't have to turn many away,
but still… our female guests want to enjoy the biggest
cocks but at the same time we enjoy the contrast
between those dark 12" cocks and your pasty white
willies so we insist that they are a minimum of three
times smaller than the men's."
Actually I thought I was more than 4" but didn't argue.
I was given a pair of matching pink panties.
"Wear these while you walk around the club, but they
are not allowed in the rooms. You must also remove them
on demand."
I put them on and she led me out and through the doors
I'd seen Lucy use.
We walked through a wide corridor, passing a white
couple, she naked, he wearing the same pink stockings
as me. They exchanged pleasantries with the
receptionist who introduced herself as Helen. A black
guy was walking up the corridor in the other direction
fully clothed.
"These are the downstairs rooms," she said waving at a
corridor of doors. I noticed a pair of pink panties on
the floor outside two of the doors. "That's where the
magic happens. There are more rooms upstairs. I wonder
if we can take a peek in here…" she nudged a door open
and poked her head around, then opened it wider and
waved me in. She stopped me in the doorway.
"Panties not allowed in here. Pull them down to your
knees for now and stay there."
I did as requested and looked up to see a large black
man standing with his back to me holding a white woman
up with his hands on her ass and bouncing her on his
cock as she wrapped her arms and legs around him and
moaned in pleasure. The room was large with a big king
size bed, mats on the floor, a table and doors leading
off. I recognised the woman as Lucy's friend Emma - I
knew they sometimes drove to the club together when I
stayed at home. She smiled and gave me a little wave of
recognition when she looked up and saw me, even as she
continued to be hoisted up and down on his long pole. I
smiled back sheepishly and retreated, pulling my
panties back up.
We continued down the corridor passing two white guys
in boiler suits.
"How come they're dressed like that?" I asked.
"They are the cleaners" said Helen, "They only pay a
third of the price of membership for their wives in
exchange for cleaning the rooms. Someone has to clean
all that spunk up!"
I was shown the clubs gym and pool, all populated by
naked people and the odd cuckold dressed in the same
humiliating outfit as me. We passed a woman walking in
a strange way. Helen said hello to her and as she
passed turned and whispered, "Looks like she's in anal
training. See?"
She pointed out the butt plug visible in the woman's
bottom.
"What's that?"
"Oh, well not all women who come here have experienced
anal sex before, however it's obligatory here. Even if
they have done it before, the men here are particularly
large and a bit of training is needed. The plug is worn
to stretch her enough to be able to take them without
too much initial discomfort."
She waived her hand at a door as we passed by, "That is
the white boy's mess room. It's a common room for you
boys only. Now you're allowed to masturbate in the sex
rooms with your wife's permission, but if you need to
kill time while she is busy alone this is the other
place where you can come. In both senses of the word if
you know what I mean!"
We peaked in. The room was dark. There were tables and
chairs and a coke machine in the corner but the most
striking thing was a large screen at the back of the
room showing slightly grainy footage of two black men
"spit roasting" a pretty young blonde.
"Every room in the club has CCTV," Helen explained,
"You can flip between the rooms with the remote and
watch your own wife while you masturbate. If there are
other boys here you may need to make do with watching
their wives but it's a good bonding experience for you.
You can also watch porn in here if the club isn't busy
but it usually is."
I noticed a guy near the screen jerking off
frantically. He either didn't know or didn't care that
we were there. As we left Helen pointed out another
vending machine.
"You can get free lube and tissues from the machine."
We proceeded around the club for the next thirty
minutes before ending in the coffee shop. It was full
of naked women, a few cucks and one or two clothed
black men, all milling around talking and laughing.
What a strange place, I thought.
After sharing a quick coffee, Lucy appeared and came
over to join us.
"You weren't long today?" Said Helen.
"Sometimes you just need a quickie. A hard quickie with
a big cock but a quickie none the less." They both
laughed and Helen said her goodbyes.
Lucy told me all about her experience that day, a rough
session with a well hung black stud that had left her
with a visible love bite. He'd stretched her nicely and
creamed her well in an intense short session.
The shocking thing was that her lover turned out to be
Mr Walker from next door. He was a nice, quiet
neighbour and we got on OK. Neither of us had any idea
he came here. The awkward prospect of next exchanging
pleasantries with him over the garden fence suddenly
dawned on me making me blush. Just at that moment he
breezed in and over to out table to say goodbye to
Lucy. He was now dressed again in his usual smart
casual clothes while my wife was still naked and I wore
the demeaning pink shirt, panties and stockings. I
wished the ground would swallow me up as Lucy rose to
greet him with a kiss on the cheek.
"You know Tom, "she said, pulling me up, "and this is
his best friend, his little pee-pee!"
She yanked my panties down and laughed.
"Ah, he's all embarrassed!" She pushed me forward
against the table and gave my ass a hard slap.
"There. Now he's good a red ass as well as a red face!"
They both laughed. I realised Lucy was doing me a
favour in a way. The sooner I left my dignity at the
door in this strange place the sooner I would get to
enjoy what I came for - watching my wife have the time
of her slutty little life!
Chapter Two: The Pussy Stretcher
My wife had been sore all week after an encounter at
the club with a guy they called pussy stretcher.
Apparently he earned the nickname through being
particularly well endowed, even by the standards of the
club. In other words he was a freak of nature. She
hadn't been able to take the whole thing and was
looking forward to going back and trying again. She saw
it as a point of honour.
That was last week. Now we were back at the club, Lucy
trying the pussy stretcher out for size again. I was
disappointed to find myself in the cuckold's mess room
rather than with Lucy. I wasn't even getting to watch
Lucy's efforts on the CCTV screen as another cuckold
was holding the remote hostage. He was having a good
wank watching his wife with a heavy set but well hung
black stud.
Actually what was happening on screen was pretty erotic
but I still had a problem with masturbating in front of
other men and kept my panties on. All the cucks here
wore pink stockings, panties and tight cropped t-shirts
as their humiliating uniform.
The guys wife was a chubby young woman with dark hair
and large elfin eyes. I thought she was pretty cute.
She was currently being forced over the black guys knee
and he was slapping the hell out of her ass as a
punishment for her spitting his cum out instead of
swallowing. She pleaded with him to stop and promised
she'd do better next time. She got the opportunity
straight away as he pushed her head back and forced his
cock down her throat. She was as good as her word,
though I'm not sure how much choice in the matter she
got as he was ball deep in her throat. She wouldn't
have even tasted it.
I was hoping to catch Lucy in action while the other
cuck cleaned himself up, but couldn't find her on any
of the room's cameras. I guessed I'd missed the boat
and headed down to the coffee shop to meet her. This
involved more unexpected ritual humiliation. As I left
the mess I ran into Mrs. Clarke who was the joint owner
of the club and a bit of an authority figure. We
exchanged pleasantries and established we were both
heading to the coffee shop.
She asked if I'd enjoyed jerking off and clearly didn't
believe me when I said I hadn't. She said white lies
weren't allowed at the club, pulled my panties down to
my knees and gave my ass a couple of hard spanks. I
guess it served me right for enjoying watching the
chubby girl get spanked.
She told me to keep my panties down on the way down the
corridor. We passed a naked woman and a half naked
black man walking the other way. Mrs. Clarke said hello
as I shuffled past them, struggling to walk with my
legs bound at the knees.
"Oh, take them off for goodness sake," she commanded.
I stepped out of them and carried them in my hand to
the coffee shop. At least I could walk quickly now.
I'd put them on again by the time I listening to Lucy
tell me she'd failed again to take the pussy stretchers
full length. She was pretty depressed about it. She
knew she was sore but couldn't even remember if she'd
enjoyed the sex with him. She was too single minded
about seeing taking him up to the balls as a challenge.
Over the past year, Lucy had given me many pep talks
and lots of encouragement when I needed reassurance
about my role in our sex lives. I decided to step up to
the plate and give her some encouragement. We were full
members, I pointed out.
That meant we could stay here all day everyday if we
wanted. The black guys who worked here would be at the
club all day when they came in (although it was up to
them if they came in at all or not - they were queuing
up to get in). That meant pussy stretcher would be
fucking some white slut or other that evening - why not
Lucy again? I said she could do whatever she put her
mind to, so of course she could take "the stretch." She
perked up, agreed with me and before I knew I even had
a plan it had worked and I was offered bedside seats to
watch the re-match later that day.
The nickname was no idle boast. The guy had the biggest
cock I'd ever seen. To stand out from the crowd here he
had to earn that name. I watched from a respectful
distance in the corner as he eased in to her on the
bed. After a period of slow fucking he had most of that
big weapon inside her but there still looked like they
were a couple of inches away from banging hips. As Lucy
moaned in a mixture of pleasure and determination it
occurred to me that she had the equivalent of three of
me inside her and was greedily struggling to take more.
He tried from behind. This time he was able to fuck a
little faster and a bit harder. I knew as long as it
wasn't too painful, the harder fucking was what Lucy
liked. It would get her wetter, maybe enough to take
him. I resisted the urge to coach from the sidelines,
but was mentally willing her on. I hadn't even taken my
panties off yet I was so into supporting her. Lucy's
moans were getting louder. He was telling her to take
his cock, fell her white pussy stretch. But still it
wouldn't budge past a certain point, deep though that
was.
Lucy climbed on top to try and ride him. She loved this
position and it seemed as though the help of gravity
would push him all the way in. She certainly seemed to
be taking more than ever, but seemed in pain and for
the first time ever had to ask her lover to stop.
I thought to hell with it, it wasn't my place but I
came forward and said I'd help. To my surprise neither
objected. Maybe I'd suffer for getting above my station
later but right now everyone in that room was focussed
on seeing her take that huge black cock. I helped her
lean further forward than she'd have been able too
without me supporting her. He manoeuvred his cock to a
more comfortable angle. As she pushed her pelvis back
down onto the first few inches of his thick cock I
gently pushed on her shoulders and forced her on to it.
It popped all the way in and she sat on his lap impaled
on the pussy stretcher. She moaned and closed her eyes.
"It's so big," she whispered, then as he started to
gently move his hips she opened her eyes and looked
right at me.
"Get those panties off now! I want to see you come when
I do."
I almost fell over in the rush to get them off and
hurried to my corner and fell against the wall, dick
already in hand. Her juices were lubing the wide shaft
of his rock hard cock nicely and she was making the
guttural, primal sounds that she only made when a black
man was about to make her cum. I began to spurt over my
hand just as she started to scream with pleasure. Her
orgasm lasted longer than mine and they would go on
fucking for another hour, re-trying all the positions
now that she'd cracked it. She'd taken the pussy
stretcher.
I didn't know if it was rude or if I was doing them a
favour when I took the liberty of leaving them to it
and heading to their en-suite bathroom for a shower.
But when I came out fifteen minutes later to find Lucy
on her back (well more like her neck and shoulders) on
the floor with him squatting over her sawing that huge
club in and out of her engorged cunt I just had to take
my panties off again and go for round two. In all it
was one of the most memorable of many good trips to the
club for both of us.
The pussy stretcher quit the club shortly afterwards
and we never did even find out his real name. But he
still holds the record for Lucy's deepest pounding. She
claimed she could feel his cum flooding her womb. She's
looking for a new contender. Who knows? Maybe I will be
there for the next record attempt.
Chapter Three: Lucy Makes A Point
I'd always been a bit of a sceptic about female
ejaculation. Lucy insisted she'd experienced it several
times. She was busy fast forwarding through an old tape
of a gang bang she'd had at the club, looking for
evidence. The camera work wasn't good enough to prove
anything, although with the one eye I had on the
flickering images enough to give me a hard on I
conceded defeat. Obviously not sincerely enough for
Lucy.
"I hope you're not getting ideas above your station!"
she pouted, "It's not your place to question me or my
lovers abilities."
"I did nothing of the sort, I just said I'd believe it
when I see it. I think it's faked in the pornos, that's
all."
"Well perhaps you will get a chance to see it. James is
coming around later."
"I thought you two didn't like me watching?." James was
Lucy's regular black lover. More often than not I had
to make do with a DVD after the event.
"Well James doesn't want to see your pasty ass, he
comes to see mine! Or rather to come in mine!" She
giggled, "but if I have to prove a point I will."
So as a result of a bit of silly bickering over nothing
I ended up getting to watch. Lucy was already on her
knees with James' black cock, long and thick in her
hand inches from her mouth as she told me to strip and
put my dressing gown on, and to sit on the floor out of
the way.
I went out into the hallway to undress. My small penis
looked and felt even smaller in comparison to my
competition. He was close to three times my size, with
large full balls which swung under my wife's chin. I'd
always been self-conscious that mine seemed shrivelled
up to my body. Lucy didn't do anything to put my mind
at rest when I'd mention it.
"You think I haven't noticed? You white boys are
obsessed with things like cock size," she'd say
dismissively, "there's more to it than that. Black men
are taller, stronger, more virile. The cock is just the
icing on the cake. I mean I'd prefer James to you on
his chiselled ass alone don' forget!"
I put the dressing gown on and returned to find Lucy
arched backwards under James, her hands behind her
back, his cock pointed straight down into her upturned
throat. Mesmerised by the sight of their gentle but
deep throat fucking, I let my gown fall open. My hand
reached for my hard dick as I stared at his cock slowly
piston in and out of her mouth, shining with her drool.
I began to touch myself, still only considering
abandoning modesty and openly masturbating, when I
realised I was ejaculating.
I'd barely touched myself. The lewd scene playing out
in front of me and the pang of jealousy and humiliation
that accompanied it was too much. I sat back and
watched them continue until a gush of white semen
suddenly accompanied his upstroke, poring over her
cheeks. She swallowed as much as she could, but it was
impossible to get it all. My own cum seemed like a
dribble next to this.
Over the course of the next two hours I watched James
fuck Lucy senseless. He slammed into her from behind,
the smack of their hips colliding was clear even over
her dirty talk as his balls swung into her and his cock
owned parts of her I'll never follow. She took a turn
riding him to slow down the pace. I loved to watch that
position. It just seemed impossible she could take all
that cock.
At the top of her upstroke she probably still had my
full length inside her, yet there was still a clear 7
inches or so left ready to fill her totally as she sat
back. The pace soon quickened again as she fell forward
and held on to him as he pounded her hard from
underneath.
"Oh my god! This is why I'll never need you again," she
gasped, "this is why I only fuck real men."
She had come at least once, as for that matter had
everyone else, but she was determined to make a point.
So the fucking marathon continued with even James
admitting he was exhausted despite having long since
put my performance to shame. He seemed to want a rest
and took his frustrations out on her, spreading her
legs and pushing them wide apart, Lucy on her back as
he ploughed into her aggressively. Lucy was screaming
obscenities, the complete opposite to the quiet moans
or plain silence I remember when we used to make love.
James was pulling hard on her tits, using them as
leverage until he exploded again, this time the
outstroke revealing my wife's stretched cunt
overflowing with thick cum. At that moment she also
began to explode again, lifting her hips to achieve
maximum friction and trying to rub her clit on his
pubic bone until I saw her squirt and gush with her
orgasm with my own eyes.
I could see the smug "told you so" look on her face as
she pulled me towards her and pushed me down. I rarely
did this, and can't say I enjoyed it. I liked to make
her happy of course, and giving her physical pleasure
in anyway was a rare privilege. But I didn't like the
taste or idea of another man's come on my tongue as I
cleaned her with my mouth. My dick shrivelled much to
my humiliation as Lucy pointed it out to James and
started comparing my "little willy" to his cock, now
once again hanging between his legs but still nearly as
thick as my wrist. As he went to grab a shower Lucy
pulled me up. I wiped a mixture of their cum from my
chin.
"It's time for you to masturbate" she whispered. I was
grateful that she hadn't noticed my five second wank
earlier on. She pulled out a towel I always used to
come into. She called it my cumforter. At her gentle
urging I began to rub my cock, aware of the humiliating
cocktail of cum I had inadvertently used as lube. It
made a slurping noise as my hand became a blur - there
was no point prolonging the shame, or denying the
pleasure. I quickly spurted over my hand and onto the
cumforter, a mixture of three people's cum on my
fingers.
As usual when we bickered, I ended up conceding defeat.
But at least this time we'd both gotten a memorable
experience from it.
Chapter Four: Lucy Gets Pregnant
I remember every detail of the conception of our baby,
even though I wasn't there. Lucy had finally decided
she wanted a baby. We were well prepared having
discussed our options many times. I am a lifestyle
cuckold, Lucy a black cock slut.
I wasn't allowed sex with Lucy or anyone else under any
circumstances, while Lucy regularly enjoyed black
lovers at home and at the black cock club. There was
always artificial insemination, but deep down we both
knew that wouldn't be as much fun. We paid high annual
fees for membership of the club and they provided
certain services we really had to take advantage of to
get value for money.
I'd been disappointed to learn I wasn't going to be
there. I'd been dreading it in a way but still didn't
want to miss out on the big day. I only got to go with
Lucy to the club on her invitation. I went maybe one
out of three times she did. But she'd decided she
didn't want to be looking after me that day, and maybe
I'd get cold feet at the last moment. Better I stayed
at home.
I was dozing on the couch when she returned. She woke
me with a kiss on the forehead, dropping a DVD on my
chest, and went upstairs to bed. Normally I'd have
followed but I knew what was on the DVD and my heart
beat faster as I got up to put it in the machine. Lucy
was already naked and kneeling in the centre of a group
of four black studs.
There were four partly to increase our chances and
Lucy's pleasure and partly to disguise the paternity.
They were also selected to be physically similar. All
were dark skinned with no distinguishing marks and huge
cocks. As a further precaution they wore masks.
Their thick hard cocks pointed towards Lucy's head
ominously as she recited a pre-learned speech asking
them politely to consider her worthy of their sperm.
After her speech. She laid back on the floor and pulled
her legs back over her head before stretching them
open. According to the ritual, one of the men would
either penetrate her pussy or her ass at this point to
symbolize their answer. There was clearly no need for
foreplay judging by Lucy's body language and I knew she
had been masturbating all day.
Since we paid a lot of money we knew they couldn't
refuse. This was for rituals sake only. Lucy still gave
a little shriek of excitement and relief when one of
them men put the head of his cock against her pussy and
gently forced entry. I felt a twinge in my dick and a
lump in my throat as a realised not only was this the
point of no return, but it had already taken place!
The bull began to fuck Lucy gently but deeply with deep
strokes of his cock in her upside down pussy. She
moaned loudly and whispered "make me pregnant….give me
a black baby!"
He fucked her for quite a while with methodical, slow,
precise strokes. Eventually he came but not a drop of
cum escaped her pussy.
"Yes," Lucy whispered, "knock me up. Fill me with your
black seed."
He stayed still inside her for a few moments before
slowly withdrawing. The second bull took his place and
began to fuck her in the same slow, deep way. All four
guys took turns doing this. It looked very
uncomfortable for Lucy to be in that position for so
long and was completely different to the gang bangs I'd
seen her have before. Those had left her drenched in
spunk as the cum spurted and flew in every direction
during the frantic fucking. This was clinical in
comparison and not a drop of cum had escaped her
deepest reaches.
When all four guys had taken their turn, one of them
finally lifted Lucy from the floor. He picked her up
and turned her upside down. She needed no invitation to
start sucking his black cock, but he just held her
there upside down allowing the four loads of cum time
to find their way to their target.
Eventually he put her on the bed and started to fuck
her again. This time he fucked her harder and faster,
pulling on her tits and grabbing her throat, choking
her as he pounded her white cunt, muffling her screams
of pleasure and pain with the back of his wrist. Each
guy took his turn fucking her again, this time in a
variety of positions but always hard.
Lucy wasn't whispering anymore. "Knock me up! Make your
white bitch pregnant! Please give me a baby!"
The four guys pounded my wife relentlessly with their
powerful big black cocks pistoning in and out of her
stretched, messy white cunt from every angle without
pause for over two hours. Unlike her previous messy
gang bangs, they only fucked her cunt and each and
every drop of their seed was planted deep inside her.
By the end, she had started to overflow somewhat,
sticky cum oozing out of her with a disgustingly sexy
slurping noise as the men slammed hard into her.
It was running down her legs as she gingerly got into a
new lewd position for them, her now gaping, dirty white
hole waiting hungrily to once again stretch around
another invading concrete-hard black cock.
I had sat transfixed, my small penis rock hard watching
the erotic spectacle of my wife lustfully conceiving
another mans baby - a black baby. I finally realised I
couldn't take anymore. I felt on the verge of cumming
without even touching myself and when I started to
stroke myself it only took a minute or so before I
found myself dribbling my white cum over my hand even
as I watched my wife and her lovers laughing hard as
they tried to scoop the now huge amount of excess black
cum off her thighs.
Lucy joked that she was desperate to taste it but one
of the men reminded her that this was all to make a
baby and there was none to waste. He started inserting
his long fingers inside her, twisting them around
painfully in an attempt to ensure the cum coated her
insides. She was frigging her clit rapidly and was soon
screaming in yet another orgasm, grinding against his
fingers.
I switched the tape off and sat quietly for a while
digesting what I'd seen. Climbing into bed next to Lucy
later that night I had images revolving in my head of
some of the hardest looking huge black cocks balls deep
in my wife's sore looking pussy which amazed me by
always being hungry for more. I tried not to wake her
but she stirred and turned to face me. She kissed me
gently.
"We're having a baby honey!" she whispered.
END
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