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    A Decent Proposal – An Interracial Sexstory

    15 November, 2016 (15:21) | Interracial Sex Stories | By: Webcams and Sexstories

    By Dirty Cyber Slut (dirty_cyber_slut@yahoo.com)

    ***

    A story of a white wife, seduced by a black teen with
    some spice to it. Beware the liberal use of the “N”
    word. This story is long and the seduction is stretched
    out. In the end, everyone will live happily ever after.
    (Fm, intr, wife, cuck, preg)

    ***

    Author Note: This story is a personal request written
    for a new friend. I hope you enjoy seeing it in online.

    ***

    The story is familiar to so many people, the family has
    fallen into debt. Dad has not been making enough money
    to pay the bills. Mom is busy raising the kids and has
    not been able to help with finding an income. The
    eldest child is busy with school and not yet ready to
    get a job and help out either. Money woes make for a
    real struggle for all Jason and his mother, and father,
    and brother, and two sisters, but at least they have
    love to keep them together.

    And please make no mistake. Jason’s mother Paula, and
    his father James really truly and madly do love each
    other. They are good and honest people, throwbacks to
    the day where a promise of trust and fidelity and
    forever really meant something. Jason always admired
    the hell out of his parents for their morality and
    devotion to one another, but then times have a way of
    changing everything sometimes, and money will always
    talk if a person has to listen.

    Our story is typical in many ways up to now, where it
    might deviate is that not every son of such a family as
    I describe so far would have a nigger as a best friend.
    Jason does though and the said nigger is a really lucky
    fucker going by the name of Jamal. I call him lucky,
    because one day he finds a lottery ticket in a wallet
    he lifts and it just happens to hit it for 7 numbers
    plus in the state draw. Things get real easy real fast
    for young Mr. Jamal Jones after that.

    But what is a nigger to do once he’s so rich that money
    will never mean anything to him again? Can there be any
    better pastime for such a boy then trying to get into
    the panties of every hot married white woman in town?

    Jamal really loved the idea of fucking and breeding
    white married women. If he had his way, he would be
    able to just go done to city hall and pay whatever fee
    there was to get a license to do it whenever, and
    wherever, and to whomever he wanted at anytime of his
    choosing. Of course, there was no license available for
    sale to just be able to breed married white women at
    will, so Jamal had to look for other opportunities to
    collect panty trophies and that was where Jason and his
    family’s money trouble came back into importance in
    this story.

    The money troubles were actually more than just a
    little serious. All available savings were long gone
    and now credit limits had been extended and stretched
    too. Every month of bills were bringing the family
    closer and closer to a breaking point and the family
    home was in desperate jeopardy of being sacrificed
    within just weeks at the end of this pay cycle. It was
    last crunch time and whatever miracle might be
    available to save the day would have to be not only
    considered, but accepted even if it was to be
    considered unpleasant or downright obscene.

    It was Jason who shared his worries with his very good
    friend Jamal, not really expecting Jamal’s idea for
    offering help in return. It was then Jason who was the
    first of the family to tell his nigger friend that
    there wasn’t a chance in hell that his mother would
    agree to such an outrageous proposal.

    “Why don’t we ask her and let her decide” was what
    Jamal the nigger had told his former best friend.

    Jason was pretty outraged that Jamal would even think
    for one second that Paula with all her moral devotion
    to her husband and family would ever consider being a
    fucktoy and cumbucket to a teenaged nigger stud for a
    weekend. This was the boys own mother that his best
    friend now wanted to treat like the lowest slut two-bit
    streetwalker. Forget the shit that the nigger was
    saying he would pay enough money to cover all mortgage
    bills on the house forever and give a little extra to
    even get the car fixed before it gave out its last life
    too. The whole thing was just as sick as sick could be.

    Jamal didn’t need the son’s blessings though to
    approach mommy and give the pitch directly to her. The
    idea of fucking this remarkable hottie was really keen
    in the black teen’s thoughts now. This whole situation
    seemed to be laying out perfectly for him, and in
    truth, it was laying out perfectly for him too.

    It wasn’t going to be easy though. Jamal was going to
    have to do a whole hell of a lot of convincing. He did
    start with Mrs. Paula alone. Her youngest daughter,
    little four year old Samantha was the only other family
    member around as Jamal informed mommy that he had been
    talking to Jason and found out the money problems. He
    suggested that Paula get her little daughter watching
    television in the next room before he gave the pretty
    white wife his idea of a solution to the whole messy
    dilemma that being so poor had created for her and her
    loved ones. As the innocent, but not naïve Mrs. Paula
    saw the look of wanting on the face of the young nigger
    teen, she decided it best to take the advice, and then
    she sat her scrumptious white ass back into her seat at
    her kitchen table and let the proposal be made.

    “It’s simple. I think you are incredibly fuckhot. I
    have all the money you would ever need to keep your
    home. I will pay you very well to serve as my whore for
    a weekend. All I want from you is a lot of sex. You can
    tell your husband if you think he will understand, or I
    can be very discreet. I want to make this work for both
    our profits.”

    “You can’t be serious,”

    “I will pay you ten thousand in cash when you come to
    the motel room before I even lay one hand on you, and
    ten thousand when the weekend is done if you stay the
    whole time. I am known to tip very well if performance
    exceeds my expectations too.”

    “You really are mad. I am a married woman. I am old
    enough to be your mother.”

    “True and true I am sure, not as convinced I am mad
    though. Why is this such a horrible thing I suggest?
    Women have whored from the beginning of time. I am
    offering you far more than you could make walking the
    streets for a month. I know you wouldn’t make this
    money in a year at any other job you could take. I am
    making you a very fair offer; you would do well by your
    family to consider it.”

    And that was that, for the opening gambit. I paraphrase
    a bit to get this story written, but for all intents
    and purpose, Paula had been told point blank that she
    could make a shitload of money if she allowed this
    nigger teen to get busy with her for a weekend. It was
    a very shocking idea for her to be forced to share with
    her husband, but she really felt she needed too, after
    one more talk with the boy to find out exactly what he
    had in mind.

    She made the phone call the next day when her youngest
    was taking a nap and spoke in quiet voice. The teen was
    actually in school and had to excuse himself from the
    classroom to spell it out for Mrs. Paula in all its
    graphic and explicit detail.

    “You can’t expect to fuck me. That will be impossible.
    I could consider sucking your cock.”

    “You expect 20 thousand dollars for a blowjob? Now who
    is crazy Mrs. Paula?”

    “You don’t understand. I can’t get pregnant.”

    “Did you ever hear of condoms? I don’t plan on breeding
    you. I don’t need the hassles of being sued for child
    support.”

    “Condoms break sometimes,”

    “Yes they do, but I will pull out to make you double
    safe. I have a thing about shooting off all over that
    pretty little face of yours anyhow.”

    “Oh my god.”

    “Does hubby never give you a facial, sweetie?”

    “Of course not!”

    “The idea excites you a bit, doesn’t it Mrs. Paula?”

    “I can’t do this… I just can’t.”

    “Listen, let me come over. I will cut class and we can
    talk about this in person.”

    “Please don’t”

    “I will be right there. Don’t freak out.”

    And Jamal did go right over to Paula’s home as he
    promised he would too. Her daughter was still sleeping
    so the reluctant little housewife let the horny nigger
    into her family home one more time.

    “You need to be reasonable bitch.”

    “Don’t you dare call me that.”

    “Sorry, but you have my cock so fucking hard now. Don’t
    try to play me.”

    “You are the one trying to fuck me. I shouldn’t even be
    talking to you now.”

    “But you are. You need me. I ain’t doing nothing wrong
    here. You could tell me to fuck off anytime, but your
    family needs this money bad. Swallow your pride sweetie
    and you can swallow a few loads of my seed at the same
    time.”

    “oh god, don’t say that.”

    “I have to. I am not paying you 20 thousand to treat
    you like a fucking princess.”

    “You haven’t paid me a cent yet.”

    “Is that the problem? Here is 100 dollars then for me
    to be able to tell you what I want to do to you then.
    Don’t act like a few words are going to kill you or
    anything.”

    Paula had to be even more shocked as she saw the teen
    count out 100 dollars and hand it to her. She almost
    couldn’t take the money, almost…

    “You know your kids need it bitch, take it.”

    “This is just to let you call me bitch then, is it?”

    “Money is easy if you know how to play the game.”

    “Twenty thousand for a weekend?”

    “Bonus tips if you make me happy too, big bonus tips.”

    “No fucking though, and I will think about it.”

    “We are going to fuck. I won’t rape you, but I am going
    to fuck you.”

    “You would have to rape me. I can’t do that to my
    husband.”

    “Listen bitch, I don’t have time for this shit. Let’s
    cut to the chase. You are going to take my money,
    right?”

    “Maybe.”

    “That’s a yes. Does your husband have to know?”

    “I wont lose my marriage for this, if he says no then
    the answer is no.”

    “Okay then, you are going to be a stupid cunt and tell
    him. I respect that. I kind of figured you would. Have
    your talk with him then call me. I might not be so
    generous when my horny goes down. Its first cum first
    served, so don’t miss out. I want you this weekend or
    the offer might not be there after that.”

    “I will talk to him tonight.”

    And Paula would talk to her husband that very night
    too. She would be very hesitant, and try to word
    everything as careful as she could. She would tell her
    loving husband that the teen nigger wanted some fun.
    She would have to spend the weekend as his date. She
    would have to sexually tease the boy, but Paula didn’t
    tell her husband that the kid actually wanted to go the
    distance with her. There was no talk of fucking the
    nigger between Paula and her hubby.

    “What exactly does he want?”

    “It won’t be so bad. You can talk to him yourself. He
    wants me to teach him to dance, teach him to kiss,
    teach him how to please a woman.”

    “He wants to eat your pussy?”

    “I think so. I told him I wouldn’t suck his cock, but
    he did ask if I might give him a hand job.”

    “Would you do that?”

    “Its for twenty thousand dollars James.”

    “It would make you be a whore, Paula.”

    “James, we need that money.”

    “I can’t believe he will pay you 20 thousand for a hand
    job.”

    “He is a nigger. You always said yourself they want
    only one thing.”

    “I am not happy about this Paula.”

    “James, do you trust me?”

    “You know I do.”

    “He won’t rape me. He said himself he isn’t interested
    in fucking me at all. He doesn’t want to be sued now
    that he is so rich.”

    “Smart boy then.”

    “Too smart I think, he has us right where he wants us
    James. I can’t say no to him.”

    “Okay, I need to talk to him.”

    “Of course husband.”

    Paula was relieved with her talk with her husband. She
    was beginning to deal with her choice for herself. The
    money was too much. Her family’s needs had to come
    ahead of her own morality. She would always love James,
    no nigger dick would change that fact. She could deal
    with a teenaged boy. It would be for one weekend, then
    her life would go on as before. She had a great ability
    to forget and forgive.

    Paula would meet the black boy Jamal for a weekend of
    his enjoyment and be his white married slut. That much
    was decided by the good wife, but before she could do
    that, she had to let Jamal and her husband have their
    talk, and before that she had to tell Jamal what her
    own agreement with hubby had been.

    “You need to understand Jamal, no talk about fucking
    me. No filthy talk at all. Be polite. I sold him that
    this was like a sex education thing. I told my husband
    I would mostly be giving you dance lessons and telling
    you what compliments a woman liked to hear on her
    dates.”

    “You nasty slut, laugh my black ass off. Did it make
    you hotter telling him that shit?”

    “Lets talk on Friday when you pick me up at four. I
    will be yours until Sunday night. We can discuss it all
    then.”

    “Won’t need no discussions then, we both know what we
    are going to do.”

    “Yes.”

    Paula did know. Jamal was able to keep cool with his
    talk with James. James would be in the dark while Paula
    went dark for the first time in her life. The son Jason
    would actually know more than his dad would about what
    was going to happen to Mommy. Jamal saw to that
    himself.

    “Does it turn you on at all that she took my money?”

    “Fuck you Jamal.”

    “No.. Going to be fucking your mother now. Come on,
    doesn’t it turn you on at all to know I am going to
    dick that snatch you were made in with my big black
    cock:”

    “You really are an asshole since you won your money.”

    “I will give you 50 bucks to kiss my ass now if you
    want to, Jason!”

    “What?”

    “Make it a hundred, but I want your tongue up my
    shithole then too.”

    “No way.”

    “Ok then ten dollars just to admit you are hot that I
    am going to bone your mother and have her as my cumdump
    all weekend long.”

    “Make that a hundred.”

    “Say it white boi!”

    “I am hot for it, you fucker.”

    “For a hundred I want to see you jerk off.”

    “Don’t you Welch on me Nigger.”

    “Hey, easy with the N bomb or you will be getting your
    honky ass kicked.”

    “Just pay up.”

    “I will, here, now another 100 to jerk your tiny white
    penis for me and tell me how much you want me to fuck
    your slut mother this weekend.”

    “Ok then… God, I hate you.”

    Of course, Jason didn’t really hate his good friend,
    but it was a crazy situation, and was going to get
    crazier that Friday at 4pm. That was when Jamal went to
    get Paula to start his weekend of white wife fucking.

    The kids had all been sent to Grandma’s. Hubby was
    home, Jamal decided to have a little fun to get things
    started.

    “Can I have a kiss then Paula?”

    “Not here.”

    “Why not?”

    “This is my home.”

    “Your husband knows what we are going to do.”

    “This is our home Jamal. I can’t.”

    “Listen, I hate motels. I told you there will be
    bonuses. How about 250 bucks for your husband to take
    the motel and we stay here.”

    “What?”

    “Let’s ask him if he will agree.”

    Jamal loved it, it was so much fun playing with these
    white pussies. He was going to really put one over on
    the fucks before this weekend was over.

    “You want me to go to the motel?”

    “If you need anything from home, just phone. You can
    come back to get it quick, but I want your wife in this
    house for this weekend. I will pay 500 bucks for it.”

    “A thousand.”

    “Five hundred. Let’s not be greedy.”

    “Ok then, let me pack my bag.”

    “Sure dude, take your time. I need to talk to your wife
    a few minutes anyhow and get things started.”

    James almost wanted to hit this nigger the way the teen
    smiled at him, but an agreement had been reached. James
    had to know that Jamal was going to have his black
    hands all over the woman James loved now this weekend,
    his hands and maybe even his cock too.

    Paula had said that there would be no full nudity for
    her, no touching that black cock to any part of her
    flesh other than her hands, but James wasn’t that
    naïve. He knew this boy would try to fuck the white
    wife whatever it took, all James could do was hope
    Paula could fend for herself and not fall to the
    seductive charms or the big black cock.

    He did actually trust his wife, and the trust was well
    founded. Even as James headed to pack a bag, Paula was
    already fighting off Jamal’s hands to her tits out on
    the family sofa in the living room.

    “My husband is still home.”

    “It is past 4-pm Paula. You are mine now.”

    “I haven’t seen the money yet Jamal.”

    “Let’s do that then. Hubby can take it to the bank for
    a deposit on his way to the motel.”

    Paula watched as Jamal got the small case. Her eyes
    actually widened to see the stacks of bills inside.

    “I never saw so much money before,” she gasped.

    “Does it make you horny?”

    “I am only doing this for my kids.”

    “I know, so lets start doing it for your kids then.”

    Paula kept her eyes on the case as the nigger teen
    finally opened her blouse. She had a bra on. Jamal
    didn’t really care. He just liked touching the white
    wife while her husband was still in the house. So
    touch, he did.

    “Its pretty hot isn’t it, to be getting felt up with
    your husband so close.”

    “It’s sinful.”

    “Do you honestly think so?”

    “Yes.”

    “Mmmm, who told you this was sinful?”

    “It just is.”

    “Are your tits so precious that it is a sin for another
    man to simply squeeze them like this?”

    As the black teen made his query, Paula felt his young
    hands pull her bra up and then take her breasts into
    his hold. She really felt very dirty.

    “Please Jamal, be decent. Wait for James to leave,” she
    protested pushing the nigger’s hands away from her now
    exposed white tits.

    “This could be a way to make more money.”

    “What?”

    “I honestly don’t think playing with your tits is so
    bad, and don’t think its very sinful at all. I think
    for 100 dollars you won’t think it is that bad either.”

    “You want to play with my breasts for 100 dollars?”

    “Your husband knows we are doing it anyhow.”

    “I can’t let him see us!”

    “Don’t you think he is curious?”

    “No!”

    “He is, trust me.”

    “It will hurt him!”

    “Two hundred dollars, for two naked white tits in my
    hands when he comes to kiss you goodbye.”

    “You are such a piece of shit Jamal.”

    “Hey, easy with that language bitch, or you might get
    more than you bargain for.”

    “Why do you have to be so bad. Jamal, I am a whore to
    you.”

    “Yes you are Paula, but a married whore, a respectable
    whore. That is the only reason you are making so much
    money and it is why I want to make you feel dirtier
    too.”

    “You can touch them, for two hundred more dollars.”

    “Start running your tab love, its going to be a long
    weekend and I am going to be doing a lot more to you
    then feeling up these little white titties of yours.”

    Paula just knew that the nigger teen was telling the
    truth. He probably was going to even fuck her, although
    in her mind she was still sure she would fight it to
    the last inevitable second before that black prick
    would penetrate her married white cunt and risk the
    seeding of her fertile and unprotected womb.

    The threat of such a taboo fucking from this arrogant
    cocky teen was something for the white wife to think
    about later, for the moment she had to brace herself to
    deal with hubby on his way out of the family house,
    while those black hands were all over her naked
    breasts.

    James seemed a bit shocked to see his wife already in
    such a state of ill repute with her young would-be
    black lover.

    Paula honestly felt as low as she ever had in her life,
    but it didn’t stop her nipples from being erect.

    Jamal just smiled at the white husband and asked if
    everything was packed. He didn’t even twitch a finger
    to pull it off of Paula’s tits.

    James cleared his throat, and asked if he could talk to
    his wife for a second. Jamal smiled more and said, “She
    is your wife.”

    Paula pulled her blouse shut as she walked with James
    to the next room.

    “Paula, are you sure about this. God damn it, I am not
    even out of the house.”

    “James, I know. He paid me two hundred more dollars.”

    “He can shove his money up his fucking black ass before
    I let him make you into his whore.”

    “James don’t get emotional. We knew this would be done,
    don’t get hypocritical on me damn it. He has already
    given me the ten thousand. You can take it with you to
    the bank. This is our house we are talking about, a
    place to raise our kids. We need that other ten
    thousand and my precious morality isn’t worth seeing
    our kids go without clothing or food even.

    “I am going to do this now, whether you got pissed off
    at seeing him fondling my tits or not. James, think of
    me. I am the one that will have to let him grope me all
    weekend long. I am the one that is going to be kissing
    those bucking nigger lips. You are a total asshole if
    you try to make me feel bad about it now after you had
    your chance to say no.”

    Paula was almost in tears from the tension as she let
    her husband feel her explosion of mixed emotions. Of
    course, her little tirade worked and he did feel like
    shit for his own humiliation at seeing the nigger teen
    do his little juvenile act. James actually felt anger
    at himself for letting the kid get away with getting a
    reaction. Of course, it was what the boy wanted, and
    James had been the sucker for letting it get to him.

    “Paula, I am sorry. You are right. We need the money.
    :Listen, I am not as stupid of a man as you probably
    think. I know we’ve always been simple and lived an
    honest life. Paula, I don’t think that boy is going to
    pay you twenty thousand dollars and not want to get
    into your panties. He could buy himself 100 whores for
    that time of pay.”

    “He wants me because I’m married and respectable
    James.”

    “That is what I was about to tell you, listen Paula. I
    won’t divorce you. I won’t judge you. I don’t want you
    to fuck him, but I do trust you.”

    “What are you saying?”

    “Listen Paula. Do what you have to do. I can live with
    this. It won’t change how I feel about you.”

    “You agreed to it James.”

    “I am telling you I did. God.. Paula calm down. Listen,
    you need not to worry. Lets go back out there and show
    this kid he isn’t fucking winning. You are going to be
    with him all weekend, that is a matter of fact. Right
    now, I want you to open your blouse back up, lets go
    out there and take control. You go ahead and invite his
    fucking hands back to your tits and I will show the
    both of you I couldn’t care less.”

    “You don’t care?”

    “I don’t want him to know he is fucking driving me
    insanely jealous. Of course I care, but I want you to
    know I accept it. You are doing it only for the kids,
    not cause you want that big nigger cock.”

    “Only for the kids James, you know that, right?”

    “Lets go.”

    James felt himself ready to explode, but life was life.
    His white wife actually didn’t know how she felt. The
    talk with her husband seemed strange to her. She wasn’t
    sure what he meant. It sounded like he gave her
    permission to fuck this nigger kid if she wanted too.
    She sure as hell wouldn’t want to do that though, would
    she?

    Jamal was just happy to see the little white wife come
    back to him, even if her blouse being open again was a
    surprise to him. “Everything okay then?”

    “It is fine Jamal,” James tried to smile. “She is all
    yours.”

    “I didn’t mean to make you mad when I had to grab those
    tits, she just makes me so horny,” Jamal carefully
    picked his words.

    “She always made me horny too kid, I can’t blame you
    for your taste.” The words sounded strange for Paula to
    hear her husband speak. The couple never was so overtly
    sexual in all their days together. Sex was actually
    usually with the lights off and as quiet as possible
    given that the kids were almost always around. If felt
    dirty to Paula to hear her husband tell this nigger
    teen that she had nice tits.

    She had to play along though, so she moved to the boy
    and did her part. “I guess you want to touch them some
    more?”

    “Yeah, that would be great.”

    Jamal stood behind Paula and put his big black hands
    around her to grab at her tits. He looked to the
    husband and then told the loser that the money was in
    the bag. Then it was James turn to speak again.

    “My wife said you paid 200 to have her agree to let me
    see you play with her tits, if you want me to watch,
    are you willing to pay more?”

    Jamal smiled, and Paula absolutely cringed. The boy
    knew this could be very interesting.

    “I don’t think so.”

    “You sure?”

    Paula wanted to ask her husband what the fuck he was
    doing. She sure as hell didn’t want an audience as she
    was going to have to service this nigger teen,
    especially not her own husband.

    “I don’t think you want to watch James. Do you?”

    “No.”

    “Well, that is the problem. I know your wife told you a
    bit of a lie about what she and I are going to be
    doing. I won’t insult your intelligence to suggest you
    believed it all, or that we wouldn’t be going further
    for the money I am paying. I know this is hard for you,
    and honestly, I am not an asshole. If there was any way
    to fuck little white wives without their husbands being
    humiliated in the process, I would be happy to do that.
    I don’t think you want to be here while I collect her
    panties though, do you?”

    Paula was ready to die, how the hell could Jamal be so
    fucking stupid? She had never agreed to be actually
    fucked and had explicitly told the boy not to clue
    hubby in on anything. Paula half expected her husband
    to go get a gun and shoot the stupid nigger now.

    “I don’t want to see you fuck her, no, but I will watch
    the two of you make out if you wanted to pay me another
    two hundred dollars.”

    “Is that so? Two hundred and you sit there in that sofa
    and don’t say a word as I kiss the shit out of your
    wife for a couple hours? Play with her tits? Rub her
    little cunny through her soaping wet panties maybe? Is
    that what you are saying James? Want to see me put your
    wife to second base?”

    “If you don’t want me here, I am gone!”

    “Two hundred dollars is shit to me James. Sit your ass
    down, but you don’t talk again for 2 hours. It is a
    hundred an hour I am hiring you to watch me seduce your
    wife.”

    Paula just had to talk, “James,” was all she managed to
    say.

    James was already honoring his agreement as he just sat
    in the chair and prepared to watch his wife be mauled
    by this young nigger boy.

    “No jerking off James. That would be too sick.” Jamal
    laughed.

    Paula just closed her eyes, and then she was kissed.
    The nigger teen turned the little white wife and then
    moved her so that James would see the exchange of
    tongue.. And then the boy kissed his married white
    fucktoy for the first time.

    It was a very long and wet kiss. The second kiss
    involved the boy’s hands moving to Paula’s ass. She
    knew it would. James said he wanted to watch though, so
    she tried to just take the kiss as her skirt was
    lifted.

    “Nice ass!” Jamal said between the kisses.

    “Thanks,” was all Paula could think to answer.

    Jamal was pretty happy to kiss the beautiful and sexy
    white wife in front of her shitbag husband, but he knew
    that letting white boi see the pussy get played with
    would be a bit more exciting anyhow. The teen pulled
    his little white hired slut back to the sofa and ended
    up with her on his lap as he started to play Daddy with
    her.

    “You really do have great tits Paula.”

    “Thanks.”

    “Tits like these just beg to be played with, don’t
    they?”

    “I guess.”

    “Men like a woman’s tits Paula. You can’t tell me that
    men haven’t played with these melons before?”

    “I am married Jamal.”

    “Yes, your husband is right here, Paula, don’t talk
    about him, it is kind of a turn off to me okay?”

    Paula had to wonder how James could possibly be quiet
    and watch as she straddled the black teens lap and let
    the kid play with her tits. Paula knew she was doing
    what she had to for her family, but James was giving up
    his entire manhood to let this nigger do this shit .to
    him. Paula actually felt a bit of a feeling of disgust
    for probably the first time in her life with her
    husband. It was such a loser thing to be doing, sitting
    there watching. It turned her off too.

    “Paula, my cock is so hard, and you are kind of sitting
    on it, could you move a bit babe?”

    Paula might have been upset with her husband. But the
    actual spoken word that she was sitting on a nigger
    cock while James was there, still filled her with a
    shame for her own conduct too. It was such a nasty
    situation, and only going to get nastier.

    “Sorry.”

    “Don’t be, I want you sitting on this cock, but my
    pants are too tight and its down my leg. I hope you
    don’t mind me adjusting it.”

    “Jamal, you know I didn’t agree to let you fuck me.
    Please stop saying you want to do it. We can’t.”

    “Babe, I won’t rape you. Listen, it is good your
    husband is here to hear this. I already told you I know
    you can’t get pregnant. I don’t want to be sued, I told
    you that. Your husband should know how safe we will be.
    I promised 20 thousand for the weekend, but that
    includes fucking. I never promised not to fuck you. If
    this is a problem, we can still shut it all down, or we
    can proceed, and see what happens.

    “I will make this deal, it’s the full 20 thousand plus
    all these bonuses if I fuck that little white married
    pussy. And only a 5000 dollar penalty if you refuse to
    give up the goodies. Blowjobs are absolutely mandatory
    anytime I want to cum. That is non-negotiable. We are
    all adults here, so lets stop playing Mr., and Mrs.
    Innocent. I want to fuck you cause you are white and
    hot and married. You both know that is what I want and
    why I want it.

    “I guess this weekend is going to be about me trying to
    convince wifey that the five thousand extra dollars and
    the bonuses for making me happy is going to be worth
    giving up that pussy for. So be it, for now though, I
    am going to do every damn thing possible to make sure
    this black cock gets into that white married pussy and
    if either of you is going to be unable to handle that,
    let us all fucking stop this shit right now.”

    Paula looked at her husband as the boy went through his
    vile spiel. Surely James would freak out now that the
    kid had as much as gloated he would be fucking her.
    James didn’t freak though, and Jamal let a hand slip
    down between Paula’s legs.

    “Turn around babe, sit on my lap and lets make sure
    hubby approves.”

    Jamal was sure he had all the cards to play now. It had
    been a crude and overly aggressive play he had made,
    but the gamble paid off. The nigger teen knew he could
    damn well slip the wife’s panties right off and put it
    in that second if he actually wanted too.

    The fucking would wait though till hubby was gone, it
    was just the knowing that had Jamal’s cock finally at
    its full stiffness. He was wanting to celebrate with a
    first good feel up of the little white wife’s pussy,
    that much, hubby could see.

    Paula flipped from sitting facing the boy, to facing
    away, to her husband at the teen’s request. The cock
    pressed against her ass as she let herself drop her
    weight. One aggressive hand went straight back up to
    her tits again, and the other pulled at her skirt
    raising it well up and over showing off her modest
    white cotton panties. She knew she was going to now be
    molested, so she didn’t try to fight the push at her
    legs for spreading, and then that black hand was
    rubbing her just like that.

    “Mmm, all this talk of fucking has you wet as a pool
    Mrs. Paula. I like a woman that can get so horny.”

    Paula blushed at the obvious attempt to shame her to
    her husband. Maybe she was a bit wet… Maybe, but
    James would know that she wasn’t any fucking pool of
    drool, at least not yet.

    The boy was really touching her good though. Whatever
    else this arrogant teenaged nigger was, he sure wasn’t
    an untalented lover. Paula never wanted to be a slut,
    had no secret dreams of being a slut, had lived her
    whole life never to be a slut, but with Jamal playing
    with her pussy through her little white panties, she
    sure suddenly felt like a slut, and the feeling felt a
    lot better than she ever would have dreamed it would.

    “Spread the legs sweetie… Let’s get a good feeling
    down there.”

    “Please Jamal, not this way.”

    “Don’t tell me that it doesn’t feel good. You are
    getting wetter by the second.”

    “Jamal, I don’t like it this way.”

    “Shhhh! You are shy cause hubby is looking. If you want
    I will go stretch your panties up over his face. Would
    that make it better?”

    “God, no!”

    “You sure? I know he would like it.”

    “Jamal, no, that is sick.”

    I think I will go put my own underwear over his face
    then. I don’t really want him watching all this shit
    anyhow.”

    “God, please don’t.”

    “James won’t say a thing, will you James?”

    Paula saw her husband, still sit there quiet, for two
    shitty hundred dollars, her husband was going to let a
    nigger put dirty underwear over his head while he also
    molested her. This was such an incredible outrage.
    Paula almost wanted to fuck the nigger just to teach
    James a lesson. It was almost irrelevant she had been
    the first one to want to take the money. How could
    James not care???

    Jamal put Paula off of him and stood up. The black teen
    dropped his own pants and that huge cock strained at
    the white cotton briefs he wore underneath. As a final
    insult to this little side story, Jamal insisted that
    Paula free the beast. She really thought she shouldn’t
    even hesitate. James had made his own bed now, and
    Paula felt he actually deserved the humiliation if he
    wasn’t going to fight it at all.

    The little white wife pulled down the Nigger’s tighty-
    whiteys and then heard the boy tell her to go slip them
    onto hubby herself. So that is what she did,

    “Get the crotch or the rear into his face?”

    “Crotch, ” Paula shamefully tried to breath.

    “Crotch in the face can be a good thing. I’d love mine
    in yours to see if you taste as sweet as I think you
    do.”

    “Jamal, can we please go to the bedroom?”

    “I suppose it is time. Let me dismiss your husband
    then. James, you were a good boy. I am giving you a
    bonus of double the money. I know it ain’t been 2 hours
    but your wife is a lot hornier than I thought and it
    won’t be taking as long to start fucking her I don’t
    think.

    “You can head down to the bar and drink yourself sick
    if you are any type of man at all, or just go to the
    motel and jerk off to whatever thoughts you are going
    to have of me plowing Paula here in your marital bed.
    The choice is yours, but me and your wife have no more
    need of you until Sunday night when you can get the
    kids to come home. Try to have a good weekend, your
    wife sure will be having one herself.”

    Paula gasped one last step closer to passing out. If
    James wasn’t going to say anything now, he never would,
    and Paula wasn’t sure she could ever forgive that. The
    money was so damn important, but so was having a set of
    balls if you wanted anyone to ever think you were a man
    again. Paula prayed despite herself, that James would
    go get the gun and let this nigger know his fucking
    place.

    No chance, James was going to take the money.

    Fuck him then, fuck her god damn husband, Paula felt
    the rage just rip her apart. This shitty situation was
    really of his making anyhow. It was James that had let
    down his end of the bargain. Paula had always been the
    home maker, the child maker, and James was suppose to
    put the roof over the head of the family and the food
    in the kids bellies.

    Well, now Paula was going to make the money, and if
    this nigger would be in the home she shared with all
    her kids and if he would even put his own baby into her
    belly, then so be it too. Her husband could fuck off,
    Paula was going to fuck this nigger teen if it meant
    more money for her and the kids cause James obviously
    wasn’t worth shit anymore the way he had been so
    effectively castrated.

    Jamal was a good study of character. He had pushed the
    envelop with the white happy couple, and it had all
    paid off. Hubby had not shot him, and was leaving now.
    Twenty thousand dollars or even a hundred thousand was
    going to be nothing if the boy could completely break
    this hot white mother to the power of his young black
    cock. Internet blackmarket video sales alone, of the
    weekend’s fun would probably cover any price the kid
    was paying anyhow. It was just all perfectly good for
    Jamal and his desire to fuck himself up a sweet white
    marriage while fucking knocking himself up an even
    sweeter respectable white wife.

    The boy went to the window with Paula so she could see
    her husband get into the car. “Ready to fuck, then,”
    was what the boy whispered to her as hubby drove out
    into the street and pulled away.

    “Jamal, do you need to fuck me?”

    “I don’t pay five thousand dollars for just anything
    Paula.”

    “Jamal, I need that money!”

    “You need my nigger cock more, Paula.”

    “Don’t use that word Jamal.”

    “What word Paula? Does it make you nervous to think you
    are fucking a nigger?”

    “You aren’t a nigger Jamal, that is a hateful word.”

    “No it’s not, some white people want to use it that way
    Paula, but you don’t. The word is exciting to you. It
    is dirty, but dirty is good, isn’t it Paula? You feel
    dirty being fucked by a nigger, Paula?”

    “I feel dirty fucking anyone Jamal. I am still
    married.”

    “Yes you are still married, your husband isn’t much
    though. I really can’t believe that he didn’t say
    anything. I will tell you a secret, I don’t want to
    hurt a good marriage. If he had actually tried to stop
    me, I would have given you both the full twenty
    thousand, and that is the truth,” the nigger lied to
    the little white housewife.

    “But now, I want to fuck you to spite the hell out of
    him. Paula, you do deserve better, you do deserve the
    best. Please, don’t fight me on this. Let’s have great
    sex all weekend long. Let me make you fucking cum your
    brains out on my big black nigger cock. Take me
    bareback like we both want and let me shoot you full of
    every load of my potent seed I can pop. Paula, you want
    this.”

    “No… you have to wear a condom… Please.”

    “No condom, Paula, but I will pull out if you can’t go
    through with your desires. Paula, take me bareback.”

    “Okay damn it, but not in my bed.”

    “I will fuck you right in this window if you want, let
    the neighbors see or your husband if he is stupid
    enough to come back now.”

    “No one will see, just put it in me, fuck me you
    goddamn nigger.”

    “Now we are talking!”

    James chair was at the window. Jamal had put Paula in
    it to watch her husband leave. Now she dealt there
    while the black teen stood behind her and pushed her
    skirt up again. He told her that he needed her to kneel
    up, put he arms up onto the back of the chair, present
    her ass back for the fucking of her cunt bitch style.

    Paula asked him not to break the chair. Jamal said he
    would do it on purpose, but pay a thousand for a new
    one. Paula then found herself so shocked at her words,
    “don’t pay anything, its just his chair, break it if
    you want.”

    Jamal laughed and complimented her, he told her it was
    worth the thousand bucks but she could only have it if
    she promised never to tell her husband she earned it,
    it had to be all for her to spend only on herself.

    Paula smiled so horribly, feeling so slutty, but so
    hot, and she said, “Promise.”

    Then Jamal slid the panties down. He almost wished for
    more of a fucktease foreplay with the little white
    wife. But there would be other cunt to tease longer in
    the years to cum. Paula was going to be his first ever
    real honest to goodness married white wife that he was
    going to fuck and breed.

    The nigger teen couldn’t wait another second to get his
    black baby maker planted up into the white belly his
    kid would soon be growing in. With a quick and happy
    grunt, he found the slit of her fuckhole with the tip
    of his black spear and then he penetrated, just as
    nature always intended for a man to take a woman.

    “Feel that shit, that’s ten inches of nigger cock in
    your married white cunt now Paula.”

    “Yes!”

    “Are you ovulating Paula, please tell me you are!”

    “Jamal, you must pull out.”

    “I want to hear you be honest with me Paula, I can tell
    you are.”

    “I won’t lie.”

    “Tell me the truth bitch. Go ahead. Tell me what will
    happen if I cum in you.”

    “I will get pregnant damn it, yes, yes, fucking yes,
    I’m in season.”

    “Okay, shhhh, don’t freak, feel my big bare black cock
    in your hot little garden. Paula.. You need my seed.”

    “My kids, Jamal.”

    “Paula, shhh,, feel me, I won’t cum in you if you don’t
    want this.”

    “Jamal, I can’t.”

    “Its nothing Paula. People don’t care anymore. A half-
    breed baby is not a bad thing.”

    “I’m married.”

    “Your husband is turned on by this. He wants you bred.”

    “Oh my god.”

    “Feel my cock, you don’t want me to pull out.”

    “Jamal, what will my kids say?”

    “Jason knows. He and I talked about it already. It’s
    cool to have a mom so sophisticated. Have my baby
    Paula.”

    “Will you support it?”

    “No choice babe, and help your other kids too. You know
    you can trust me.”

    “It feels so dirty.”

    “Good sex should feel dirty, Paula. You love being
    barebacked by a nigger. Paula, your husband doesn’t
    have to know shit. I will fuck you everyday till we are
    sure you carry my child. Let this happen. Tell me to
    cum in you and I will fuck you like you have never been
    fucked before.”

    Paula was facing the window as the boy took her from
    behind with his large black cock barebacked into her
    fertile white pussy. She saw across the street the new
    little white bride there come out with the stroller.
    New born babies were so darling. Paula’s own kids were
    going to be gone way too soon. She did love to be a
    mother, loved making babies. She would never be able to
    afford another with James. It was just so irresponsible
    for her to let this nigger breed her, but maybe it
    could be okay? Maybe?

    “Do it, cum in me!”

    “Tell me what you want Paula, convince me.”

    “Cum in me, please, I want your baby.”

    Jamal heard exactly what he wanted, even if it was
    probably 2 full days before he expected it. He almost
    blew his load at the happy words of lustful want coming
    from his little white married fucktoy’s lips. He needed
    the first breeding on film though. It was part of the
    whole plan to recoup his expenses.

    “Paula, I need something from you…”

    “What?” Paula panted with that teenaged nigger cock
    fucked deep into her cunt. She thought the boy would
    cum any second and she prepared to feel the shot that
    would make her pregnant with the new mulatto child.

    “Paula, I don’t want to be accused of rape.”

    “Of course not,” Paula felt a sudden surprise as the
    boy withdrew and stepped back, the cock made sort of a
    plop noise as it slipped out of her gaping cunt. She
    had never had such a big dick in her of course, and she
    was already stretched just a bit.

    It felt empty with the boy pulling out. Paula turned to
    wonder what he needed.

    “Paula, I wish I had thought to bring a contract for
    you to sign. I am rich. I can’t afford you setting me
    up and saying this is rape.”

    “I would never do that Jamal.”

    “I know, Paula, I have to be sure.”

    “How?”

    “I have my video camera with me. Give me a few seconds
    to set it up and we can get right back to making you
    feel so good.”

    “YOU WANT TO VIDEO ME?!”

    “Paula, I need to, only for my own protection. Paula,
    trust me, please.”

    “You obviously don’t trust me.”

    “Be reasonable, I will write you a check right this
    moment for five thousand more dollars Paula. It is five
    thousand for the video, that will be so good for your
    kids.”

    “Jamal, I know I need this money and I took it already.
    I know I am your whore now and I am going to let you
    cum in me, maybe get me pregnant.”

    “For sure get you pregnant.”

    “God damn it, Jamal, my marriage isn’t likely to
    survive this, but I never thought James would be such
    an asshole. If I stay with him or not, I want your baby
    now. I don’t even care if you give me the money to be
    honest. I want your black nigger cock to knock me up
    and just teach him a fucking lesson. It didn’t have to
    be this way.”

    “Of course not Paula. Sweetie, lets forget about the
    money then, video you. I can put it online and share
    the profits with you. If you leave James that is good,
    but you need the money for your kids. Lets film this,
    have fun, and let everyone see what a shit bag he was,
    what a slut you are. Your old life is over, have fun
    with me now.”

    “My kids.”

    “Will probably love this video too when they are old
    enough, Paula, we are going to do this, lay on the sofa
    while I get the camera.”

    “Okay.”

    “Good girl.”

    Jamal had achieved the ultimate success. It was all
    done but the actual fucking now, which was to be done
    immediately following. Paula would fight her modesty
    just a bit as the nigger teen would encourage her vocal
    participation. Eventually though she would beg for
    everything, the big black cock, and the big black baby
    to be planted in her belly too. The camera would record
    everything and would make for a very popular movie to
    go up all over the internet.

    Over the next could days, videos of Jamal teaching
    Paula bondage, and discipline would also eventually
    prove to be extremely popular online. A mock rape video
    where Jamal convinced Paula to let it get very rough
    would make for a goldmine for the boy when he began
    trading it in the chat rooms, and even the one where
    she would kneel to let him piss down her throat would
    have its own audience too,

    Paula would just have something snap in her, all her
    years of trying to be the perfect respectable wife and
    mother would be shredded in a matter of seconds. Who is
    to tell what the real reason for such a transformation
    would be? Maybe she was always someone meant to be a
    nigger’s slut, or maybe it was her husband’s mistakes?
    Maybe it was just the seduction of a black dick in the
    moment of it’s glory, and maybe any other white woman
    is that close to her own utter conquest?

    Whatever the case, there are many people in the world
    happy anytime a white married woman is giving up her
    ass to a nigger, letting him fuck it, fuck her tits,
    fuck her face, shoot his cum everywhere, and there are
    many people in the world happy if the little white wife
    comes to accommodate that black cock anytime, anyplace,
    anyway the nigger wants her.

    Some of those people are even secretly thrilled if the
    husband isn’t able to handle things in the long run,
    and the marriage is broken. Some of those people are
    even secretly thrilled if the nigger eventually exposes
    the young mother to her white children as the fucktoy
    cumdump she will have become by that point.

    All the people who do feel that way can be happy that
    it is the way this story ends. Following the weekend of
    non-stop sex between Paula and her young nigger lover,
    she will be totally in his power. She will not ask for
    another penny as she stretches her weekend commitment
    to a full five weeks before she finally takes the home
    test.

    Even when it comes up positive, she continues to
    service the young nigger for the full term, even
    letting him make a few more movies showing her growing
    belly as she sucks his cock all the way up to month
    nine.

    The story would just go on and on, if I had the time to
    tell it, but I hope anyone interested in this type of
    shit will have cum by now.

    I do chat with people, I do stories like this life one-
    on-one if people want to chat with me. I might even do
    other types of stories or share my life with people who
    want to chat, if they find me in the right mood.

    END

    My chat name is dirty_cyber_slut@yahoo.com

    I am not interested in a real life meeting, I am
    someone with responsibilities in my real life, that I
    will not put at risk. If you want a purely fantasy
    exchange of ideas like I present in my story, contact
    me and I will try to make you cum.

    Until the next story, I am just your dirty_cyber_slut.
    Have fun and be safe.

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