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|02-14-2011, 10:23 PM||#1|
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: United States
The Prisoner's Wife
The Prisoner's Wife
By The Cryptkeeper
WARNING: Please do not read this work if subjects containing rape
and violence offend you.
Jennie didn't want to believe her desperate situation, forced to
rely on some creepy black guy she didn't like or trust. But she
now needed Reggie Johnson to avoid homelessness and to save her
husband from the unthinkable while in prison. How did they get
in this mess? It all seemed to start after moving into the
apartments Reggie Johnson owned. Reggie found it amusing that
this cute, stuck-up, white bitch turned to him for help, not
realizing that he had planted the cocaine in Jim's car and
alerted the police. An unsuccessful defense landed Jim in Texas
state prison for 10 - 20 years thanks to the strict drug laws
that usually worked against the black man. But in this instance,
Reggie had successfully used the racist laws to his advantage
turning them against the white men who wrote them, he mused.
Reggie admired Jennie's smooth, white skin, petite figure,
shiny brown hair which hung down to her shoulders and sparkling
blue eyes as she pleaded to him for an extension on the rent she
owed. She was a slim, gorgeous, 25-year-old white female whose
sexual experience, he surmised, was limited to her lame, white
husband - the type of girl Reggie particularly relished breaking
Reggie’s assessment of Jennie came close to hitting the bull’s
eye. Somewhat of a prude and uncomfortable with her sexuality,
Jennie had little experience with men. Surprisingly, she only
had a couple of boyfriends before marrying Jim three years ago.
Her stunning looks proved more of a liability than an asset,
intimidating most men who assumed they didn’t stand much chance
with Jennie. The few males she had been intimate with (which
included Jim) were not very adept when it came to lovemaking –
nor well endowed. Thus a real orgasm had remained elusive to
"I'm sorry I don't have the money for you. We spent all our
savings on attorney's fees for Jim's defense," Jennie said.
Reggie's huge, muscular figure made Jennie just a little uneasy.
He looked like a giant compared to her husband, with bulging
muscles attesting to a strength that could easily crush her. The
thirty-year-old Reggie savored having a high class, white girl
like Jennie asking him for charity.
"How is things going for Jim?" Reggie asked with a grin.
Reggie's connections with the Black Brotherhood in Jim's prison
had been very useful. He had already arranged for Jim to have a
particularly difficult introduction to the penal system.
"Not well," Jennie replied. "The last time I visited him his
face was covered in bruises from a fight he had been in."
"Oh, that is a shame," Reggie answered. "Maybe I can help
both of you. I need to rent out the unit you're in. But I has an
extra room in my apartment I can let you stay in rent free, and I
also has connections in the prison and can arrange for your
husband to be protected, Sweetie."
Jennie hated Reggie calling her "Sweetie" and couldn't believe
he would even suggest that she move into his apartment. After
all, she was a married woman and Reggie was BLACK!
"Thank you for the offer, Mr. Johnson, but I wouldn't feel
comfortable sharing an apartment with you," Jennie politely
"You don't has to call me Mr. Johnson. Call me Reggie,
Sweetie. Don't feel uncomfortable. I promise there will be no
funny business. I wants to help. Without protection, I hate to
think about what will happen to a gentleman likes Jim. Those
monsters in prison will turn him into their bitch, if you knows
what I mean? They may turn him into a fag. I've seen it happen
before. When he finally gets out, he may not want a woman
anymore," Reggie warned with a stern look on his face.
Jennie knew exactly what Reggie meant. She read the stories
about prison rapes and the idea of that happening to Jim
"But I'm married and it would not appear right if I moved in
with you," Jennie answered as her eyes began to water.
"I knows, Sweetie, but I can't afford to lose the rent from
the apartment you is occupying; and you need to do what's best
for Jim. I hates to think about those guys sodomizing him,"
Jennie felt trapped. If she didn't move in with Reggie, not
only would she be homeless, but Jim would be repeatedly beaten
and raped in prison. Although Reggie likely had an ulterior
motive, she had to take a chance, trust him, and accept his
offer. It was the only way to protect her husband.
Against her better judgment and with some reservation, Jennie
accepted Reggie's offer and moved in with him in order to protect
Jim from the horrible fate Reggie had painted. A couple weeks
passed, and to Jennie's relief, Reggie remained true to his word.
He had not made a single advance toward her. Jennie
occasionally felt slightly uneasy momentarily catching Reggie
lustfully staring at her when she wasn't paying attention. But
Reggie hadn't said or done anything inappropriate so Jennie
mistakenly concluded it was just her paranoia, relaxed her guard
and fell into Reggie's trap.
Reggie patiently waited to make his move on Jennie, giving the
gullible white girl time to grow more comfortable and dependent
on him and allowing her to erroneously believe he was just a
"nice guy". Jennie desperately searched for work to regain
independence, but despite her gorgeous looks and excellent
qualifications, no one was hiring due to the Great Recession.
Reggie secretly reveled in watching this once strong,
self-confident, young white woman – a college graduate – grow
increasingly reliant on him, an uneducated black man, for
Today Jennie planned on visiting Jim. Reggie generously
agreed to drive her to the prison some 40 miles away. She felt
thankful for Reggie's generosity. When she finished bathing and
stepped out of the shower her clothes were missing. "That's odd;
I could have sworn I brought my clothes in with me. I must have
left them on the bed," she thought.
Jennie dried off, wrapped the towel around herself, and walked
to her bedroom.
"Where did I place those clothes?" Jennie asked herself when
she entered her room. They weren't on the bed where she thought
she left them. Jennie turned around to find Reggie standing
right behind her.
"Oh!" Jennie exclaimed as she reflexively jumped from the
surprise. "I didn't know you were there. You startled me."
A big grin formed on Reggie's face revealing his white teeth.
"Looking for something?" he asked.
"Can you step out for a moment? I need to get dressed,
Reggie," Jennie responded, a hint of annoyance revealed in her
"Oh that's okay, Sweetie. I don't mind none seeing you naked.
Go ahead and gets dressed while I's just watch," Reggie replied.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Jennie nervously
"What's you mean it ain't no good idea. I let's you live here
for free and you can't even let me see your goodies?" Reggie
angrily scoffed. "Maybe I should put you out in the street and
have the brothers in prison fuck your Jim in the ass!"
Reggie grabbed the towel wrapped around Jennie and yanked it
from her body. The abrupt change in Reggie's demeanor caught
Jennie completely off guard. Paralyzed with fear Jennie didn't
know how to react, other than yelling "no", which seemed
pathetically inadequate as she stood naked before this black,
"Now let me get a good look at you, Sweetie," Reggie said as
he hungrily devoured Jennie's naked, nubile figure with his eyes.
She had a perfect body, as beautiful as her face: perky tits
topped with youthfully pink, quarter-sized areolas and nipples
that had not yet nursed a baby, smooth, white, unblemished skin,
a flat tummy, and a perfectly shaped ass without a single hint of
cellulite. She was well worth the grand in cocaine he had placed
in Jim's car and the long wait, Reggie thought.
"Let me sees you play with yourself, Sweetie," Reggie asked.
Jennie silently stood there frozen for a moment, dumbly
staring at Reggie with one hand covering her vagina and the other
concealing her right breast. Reggie's words did not register in
her head. Jennie had never masturbated before and didn’t really
Reggie grew impatient and suddenly shoved Jennie backwards
with such force that she flew off her feet and bounced in the bed
once before settling into the soft mattress.
"No, what are you doing?" Jennie yelled as Reggie took hold of
her knees and pried her legs apart.
"I tolds you to play with yourself!" Reggie sneered back at
"I can't do that. Please, I'm married," Jennie cried.
"That's okay. Your husband won't find out. You is doing this
for him anyway. You doesn't want the brothers to get him does
you?" Reggie answered.
"I can't do that. But please don't let them hurt Jim," Jennie
"Okay, Sweetie, then let me help you," Reggie replied. He
pulled Jennie's hand away from protecting her vagina, licked his
fingers, and began masturbating the dumb, white bitch.
"Please don't do this to me," Jennie cried as Reggie's fingers
searched for her g-spot and his thumb made tight circles around
She must have just finished shaving herself, Reggie thought,
because her pussy was baby smooth save for a small, neatly
trimmed patch of brown pubic hair above her clit. Like many
young women, Jennie found stubble itchy and formed a habit of
shaving her pussy, legs, and armpits daily while in the shower -
a habit which unfortunately made her even more desirable to
Reggie without her husband present.
"I just wants to play with you and watch you cum for me
Sweetie. I promise I won't fuck you. Okay?" Reggie reassured
Jennie as he forced her pussy to involuntarily lubricate his
Jennie could not believe this was happening to her. How could
she be so stupid as to allow herself to fall into this
predicament - with a black man nonetheless? She didn't find
black men attractive and never would consider an interracial
relationship even if she wasn't married. Jennie wanted to fight
Reggie to protect her honor and marriage, but put up
significantly less defiance because of her predicament.
"Stop. Don't make me do that, please," Jennie implored.
Reggie remained focused on Jennie's pussy, searching for its
most sensual spots and ignoring her pleas. He knew that she
would lose resistance once he got her body to react the way he
"Oh, what are you doing? Stop it!" Jennie said. Her pelvis
treacherously indicating to Reggie - ever so slightly - the
secret locations of sensitive spots to stroke, which he exploited
"Oh, no, not there – stop doing that you bastard," Jennie
But Reggie would not stop. Instead he continued molesting
this cute, little, white bitch who thought she was too good for a
nigger until her ability to communicate degraded to
unintelligible moans of reluctant primitive pleasure. "Naaaaah,
ooooooh, please don't make me, aaaah," Jennie repeated, her
knuckles turning white and her fists digging into the mattress.
Reggie observed how Jennie's previously tiny clit had engorged
modestly larger. He watched Jennie squeeze her sparkling blue
eyes shut and turn her head side to side as if refusing to accept
the gift he was building inside her.
"Don't fight it, Sweetie, cum for Reggie like a good girl,"
Reggie cooed in Jennie's ear. She didn't want to cum for Reggie.
She wanted to have the sick pervert locked up in prison where he
belonged instead of her husband. But powerless against the black
giant, Jennie grudgingly obliged him multiple times.
Aside from spasms in her pussy and coital movement she
increasingly failed to suppress, a distant, dreamy look replaced
the usual sparkle in Jennie's blue eyes, revealing to Reggie his
success in coercing her to repeatedly climax for him. Satisfied
for the moment with his control over this once arrogant white
woman who was now cumming for him, Reggie finally stopped
masturbating Jennie and kissed her gently on the cheek.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Reggie asked as Jennie lay
there a moment regaining her senses. She looked over at Reggie
and watched him greedily lick her female juices from his fingers.
"Mmmmmm, `Sweetie' is a good name for you because you sure
taste sweet," Reggie exclaimed.
Jennie was too embarrassed and confused to answer. She never
experienced anything like that before. She got out of the bed
and hurriedly dressed, realizing her previously bad situation had
become markedly worse. How could she have been so dumb as to
allow herself to get into this horrible situation? She felt
Reggie's eyes wondering over every inch of her body as she put on
her silk panties and bra, a cute sundress that reached just above
her knees, and finally her shoes.
The long drive to see Jim took forever in Reggie's old, beat
up Crown Victoria - a far cry from the new Acura the police
seized from Jim when they found cocaine in it. Reggie drove
slowly while rubbing the inside of Jennie's smooth, left thigh.
Jennie debated asking Reggie to stop touching her, but decided to
endure his fondling rather than risk angering him into not taking
her to see Jim, or worse - into allowing the Black Brotherhood to
beat and rape her husband.
Emboldened by Jennie's lack of protest, Reggie's hand slid
further up her sundress.
Jennie instinctively closed her legs.
“You better spread them legs for me, Sweetie, if you wants to see
Jim today,” Reggie said.
Jennie reluctantly opened her legs just enough for Reggie’s
finger to find her clit through her silk panties. He stroked her
to dampness for most of the journey.
When she finally visited Jim in prison, Jennie concealed her
discomfort, which Reggie had caused by making her wet. She was
relieved to see Jim's bruises had healed and Reggie had kept his
word about protecting her husband from further abuse.
Jim noticed a worried look on his beautiful wife's face and
tried to comfort her. He missed being with Jennie, holding her
in his arms and making love to her. "I'm really okay, Jen. Don't
worry about me. All the inmates here are treating me much better
now. It's weird but they just suddenly started acting entirely
different towards me." Jim said.
For their few brief minutes together, all Jennie could think
about was how much she wished Jim could come home and protect
"How are things at home?" Jim asked.
Jennie lied to her husband, "Things are fine, honey. I got a
job at Walmart and Mr. Johnson is renting me a smaller apartment
that I can afford." She did not dare mention to Jim that she had
to move in with Reggie and became his plaything.
The visit with Jim ended much too soon for Jennie, who dreaded
the ride home with the disgusting black man who had brought her.
Jennie had no prior exposure to hypersexual, black males. She
wanted to look for work and move away. But Reggie spent hours
masturbating her every day instead. She resisted at first, but
Reggie reminded Jennie of her husband's likely fate without his
intervention. Before Jim went to prison, the most she ever had
sex (which lasted only about five minutes) was maybe twice a
month. Reggie forced her to orgasm multiple times for him almost
every single day!
Reggie had an obsession for controlling attractive, young, white
women. Jennie unknowingly became the latest object of his
obsession. Reggie familiarized himself with every aspect of
Jennie's body. Jennie tried not to watch when Reggie molested
her and did not notice how he masturbated her slightly more
invasively each time. Reggie liked to completely expose Jennie.
He started spreading her labia wide open when fondling her to see
the pink, feminine folds of her most private place glisten and
react when bringing her to multiple climaxes she did not want.
Reggie drained Jennie physically and emotionally by forcing her
to cum so much, leaving her with little energy to do much else.
Reggie often started his debauchery on Jennie right after she
finished bathing. He always began by deliberately kneeding her
firm buttocks and soft perky tits with his big, strong hands, and
gently rolling her pink, youthful nipples to attention between
his fingers. He usually performed the act on Jennie in bed,
although sometimes she ended up other places like the recliner or
even the kitchen table. While she still tried to resist Reggie,
Jennie had actually grown accustomed to him masturbating her. It
was disgusting and perverted, she thought, but Jim was safe and
Reggie had not put his penis in her.
Jennie had unwittingly fallen further under Reggie's control.
He had studied her body's reactions each time he masturbated her,
learning both her sensual and emotional weaknesses.
Subconsciously Jennie began anticipating the coerced orgasms from
Reggie’s frequent attention. Intimacy with Reggie became less
uncomfortable for Jennie, who had no inkling how many other
married white women Reggie had previously impregnated and ruined.
A month passed. Reggie apparently remained satisfied just playing
with Jennie’s pussy and making her cum. Jennie felt a false sense
of safety from this boundary. Approaching another climax for him,
Jennie failed to notice Reggie remove his pants and boxers this
"Oooooh, please, not there again, ooooooooooooooooooooooh,
noooooh" Jennie exclaimed with her eyes tightly closed, twirling
her pelvis and moaning in response to Reggie's stimulation of her
g-spot. This, Reggie had learned, was Jennie's most susceptible
moment. While continuing to trace tight circles around Jennie's
engorged clitoris with his thumb, he removed his fingers from her
excited pussy and placed his enormous, black cock up to her tiny,
Jennie felt an unusual pressure at the entrance of her
womanhood. She opened her blue eyes - they still contained the
dreamy look from her orgasm - and starred up at Reggie's muscular
black chest. Jennie's gaze wandered further down and settled on
Reggie's six-pack abs for a few moments before growing wide with
apprehension when they descended further and landed on the
biggest penis Jennie had ever seen. His cock looked like a
radiator hose – thick, long, and vascular with a scrotum, heavy
with sperm, the size of a grapefruit.
"Oh my God, no, please don't put that inside me," Jennie
pleaded. "You promised not to do that, Reggie!"
"It's okay, Sweetie. I'll take it right out," Reggie replied,
pushing the head of his cock against her pussy.
Jennie's small white hands landed on Reggie's dark, black hips
and attempted to push him away. "No, it's too big, please don't.
I'm married. I can't have sex with you," Jennie argued.
"You doesn't want the brothers in prison to do this to your
husband's ass instead, do you?" Reggie warned.
Jennie didn't want that to happen to Jim, nor did she want to
end up homeless living in the street. She continued a token
struggle, but accepted her situation. She was no match for this
big Negro who would easily subdued her defiance anyway. Jennie
felt her labia stretch around the head of Reggie's cock. He was
inside her already and gradually penetrating deeper!
"Please at least put a condom on," Jennie begged hoping to
maintain some barrier between their genitals. Reggie ignored
Jennie, treating her pussy to more of his extraordinarily large
phallus, which began rubbing her g-spot with greater friction
than Jennie had ever experienced before.
"Oooooh, please, noooooooh - don't do that - stop it, ooooh!"
Jennie argued less convincingly. Her pussy generously coated
every inch of Reggie's thick, long, black cock with its
involuntary love juices.
"You promise to take it out before you cum?" Jennie impotently
"I said I would take it right out Sweetie. Don't you worry
any," Reggie replied. "Your husband sure is a lucky man to have
you as his wife, such a beautiful girl willing to sacrifice her
body for him."
Reggie noticed Jennie's hands had drifted from his hips and
now held on to his firm buttocks. That dreamy, distant look once
again appeared in her eyes as orgasm induced endorphins released
into Jennie's bloodstream.
"That's it, Sweetie, cum for me," Reggie said drilling into
Jennie's tight cunt. He felt her pussy throbbing around his cock
and her erect nipples poking into his chest. Her protests became
infrequent and far less emphatic. She quieted down as Reggie's
cock rubbed her g-spot taking the fight out of her. Jennie knew
it was wrong having Reggie's bare cock - not her husband's - in
her pussy. But what could she do? If she stopped Reggie, the
Black Brotherhood would beat and rape Jim.
Reggie tried placing his mouth over Jennie's lips.
"No," Jennie said turning her head to avoid his kiss. She was
giving Reggie her body - but not her affection - to save her
Petting Jennie's soft, brown hair Reggie calmly exclaimed, "I
guess I'll have to let the brothers in prison have their way with
The distant, dreamy look in Jennie's eyes momentarily
disappeared as Reggie's suggestion interrupted her sexual
musings. "No, please don't let them hurt Jim. I've done
everything you've asked."
"All you has to do is give me a kiss," Reggie replied. He
wanted her completely.
Jennie gave in to Reggie's demand and hesitantly opened her
mouth to his long tongue.
"Mmmmm," Jennie moaned after a prolonged period of fucking and
French kissing. She managed to pull her lips away from Reggie's
mouth for a second.
"Don't forget to take it out before you cum," Jennie softly
whispered in his ear. Reggie placed his tongue back in Jennie's
mouth silencing any additional requests from her. He noticed
Jennie's hands glide across his back and embrace him, her legs
lock around his ass and her pussy start to meet his thrusts with
its own. The formerly proud and self confident white housewife
who had found black men unattractive and who disapproved of
interracial relationships had surrendered to him. Reggie wished
her honky husband could see his beautiful and once faithful and
innocent wife now fucking a black man and cumming for him.
Thanks to Reggie, hubby would be in jail for a very long time,
and Jennie no longer had health insurance or birth control pills.
But Jennie now had Reggie's big, unprotected, black cock to keep
her vulnerable pussy happily occupied during her husband's
Jennie's petite, white body contrasted beautifully with
Reggie's burly black figure while the two remained entwined. The
wet, pink membranes of Jennie's tight pussy adhered to Reggie's
thick, black shaft, soaking it with affection as it made the long
journey in and out of her. Jennie felt Reggie's cock swell even
larger. He promised to take it out, she thought. But there was
no way Reggie was going to pull his cock out of this white girl
before cumming in her. Jennie relaxed her embrace to allow
Reggie to withdraw. Instead Reggie tensed up and Jennie felt
strange warmth fill her pussy. Reggie ejaculated far more semen
inside Jennie than her husband ever produced. His cock kept
pumping more of the virile fluid into her.
"Mmmmmmmmpphh," Jennie grunted pulling her lips away from
Reggie's mouth after their extended fuck. "You came in me," she
softly murmured catching her breath.
Reggie got off Jennie and pulled his long cock out of her,
rubbing its smooth, wet head on Jennie's still engorged clit.
Jennie sat up on her elbows and watched Reggie's cock ejaculate
more. Some of the warm, white stuff landed in her belly button,
and Reggie rubbed some of it on her clit with the head of his
"Oooooh, no more," Jennie said as her pussy made slight coital
motions in reply to Reggie's cock touching her clitoris.
"You like that, don't you Sweetie?" Reggie asked with a
knowing smile. Jennie didn't answer. Reggie noticed Jennie's
wedding band and engagement ring sparkle brilliantly on her
finger, just like before she had been unfaithful to her husband
and permanently spoiled by a black man.
When they finished fucking, Jennie hurriedly dressed. Reggie
made her late for visiting hours at the prison and she did not
have time to take another shower.
“Hi honey, how are you?” Jennie greeted Jim, relieved not to see
bruises on his face again. With a full load of Reggie’s sperm
inside her, some of it leaked out saturating Jennie’s panties and
making it difficult for her to concentrate on the conversation
with her husband. Images of Reggie’s hard muscles and huge cock
filled her mind.
“What’s the matter Jen?” Jim questioned his lovely wife. She
appeared distant as if her thoughts were somewhere else.
“I’m sorry Jim,” Jennie replied with tears in her eyes. “I wish
you weren’t here. I wish you could come home. I want our old
Jim hung his head down and stared at the table for a moment. “I
know Jen, me too. We’ve been over this before. I told you I
don’t know how all that coke got in my car. I haven’t used the
stuff since we were married,” he said.
“I believe you, Sweetheart,” Jennie answered.
Once Reggie's cock had been inside Jennie, he had established a
precedent of greater intimacy that she could not reverse. The
daily masturbations continued as preludes to intercourse. This
time when Jennie was about to cum from Reggie's fingers, Reggie
stopped and rolled on his back.
“Get on top and put my cock in your pussy, Sweetie,” Reggie
instructed. Jennie held his warm, massive, black shaft in her
hands. She slowly lowered herself onto Reggie’s phallus while
gently guiding it into her silky cunt.
“Ooh,” Jennie moaned, sliding her tight pussy up and down on
Reggie’s slick, black shaft. Jennie hated Reggie and loathed the
way he coaxed her body into betraying her. Jennie suspected
Reggie might have planted the coke in Jim’s car. But the black
bastard kept coercing her into having sex with threats of the
Black Brotherhood beating and raping Jim in prison. If only they
had never moved into these apartments and met Reggie, none of
this would have happened.
“Oh God, I’m cumming again,” Jennie murmured. Reggie grabbed
Jennie’s taut ass with one hand and the back of her head with the
other. He kissed Jennie and allowed himself to cum inside her as
well. After discharging most of his load, Reggie released his
hold on Jennie’s cute butt, allowing her to dismount him. Jennie
slid herself from Reggie’s lengthy cock, immediately placed as
much of its colossal size as she could fit in her mouth – which
amounted to little more than its head – while slowly and
rhythmically pumping the organ with her hands to finish his
climax. Reggie had forced Jennie to suck his cock clean after sex
enough times that she did it automatically now and had grown used
to the taste of both their juices.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned swallowing his remaining bursts of
Jennie couldn’t believe she had been reduced to sucking a black
man’s cock and allowing him to cum in her pussy while her once
successful husband sat in jail.
“That was nice Sweetie. I can tell you is starting to like black
cock more,” Reggie said. Jennie didn’t answer, but Reggie read
resentment on her face.
It had been months since Jennie ran out of birth control pills
and she had begun to regularly ovulate again.
Jennie pleaded, “Please wear a condom this time, Reggie. I’m
ovulating and might get pregnant.” But Reggie replied with a
nauseating smile, “Sorry Sweetie, I knows you can’t feel me as
good with one of those on. Condoms just ain’t as intimate and I
wants to make sure you cum for me.” Reggie fucked Jennie more
when she was fertile. He wanted Jennie to have his black baby.
“Please don’t cum in me. Take it out. I don’t want to get
pregnant,” Jennie whined.
It was useless. She felt Reggie’s familiar response in her
susceptible cunt as he flooded it yet again with his rich cream.
After several months, Jennie’s once flat tummy started to bulge a
“It looks like you’re putting on some weight,” Jim innocently
mentioned when Jennie visited him in prison. He didn’t realize
his wife was carrying another man’s baby.
Jennie looked away and replied with a mixture of embarrassment
and remorse in her voice, “Yea, I have to get to the gym and work
“You look great, Jen. You were too thin and needed to add a few
pounds anyway,” Jim told her.
Jennie looked into Jim’s eyes and nervously explained, “I’m sorry
Honey, but I won’t be able to visit you for a while. I’m going
to help Gina, an old college roommate and friend who’s opening a
restaurant in Chicago. I promise I’ll visit you as soon as I get
“How long will you be gone?” Jim inquired.
“Not longer than 7 months,” Jennie cried. “I’m going to miss you
Reggie adored watching the transformation – his black baby caused
– in Jennie’s body as it prepared for motherhood. Her perky tits
grew heavy and more sensitive, her pink areolas turned brown and
her nipples became more pronounced, her flat belly swelled large
like a beach ball and her belly button that had once been a cute
little innie pushed out. If only that honky, Jim, could see how
a Nigger ruined his previously nubile and devoted wife.
Since Jennie stopped having periods, Reggie fucked her month long
maintaining the hard gotten intimacy he had won from her. The
baby growing within Jennie caused the once devoted wife who would
never consider having an affair with a black man to accept one as
her partner. Jennie gradually forgot about her husband as the
months passed and Reggie’s baby developed inside her.
“Ooooooooh, that feels good Reggie,” Jennie cooed when he entered
her from behind. “I want you to keep your big, black cock in my
pussy. Ooooooooooh, I love you, Baby,” she panted, turning her
head back to kiss him. Jennie became a compliant sexual partner
and wanted Reggie now that she carried his baby. No longer
needing to coerce sex from Jennie, Reggie sent word to the Black
Brotherhood that Jim was fair game.
|02-15-2011, 07:48 PM||#2|
Join Date: Feb 2011
Location: tied up in the trunk
That was a sadistic twist! Somehow I don't think husband and wife will be happily reunited now they both have new boyfriends.