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                      A WIFE'S INTRODUCTION INTO SWINGING

                             The story continues...

                  Karen gets hooked on the "Black Experience"

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                             * EROTIC FICTION BY *
                             *     "SNOOKY"      *
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                                   Chapter II

 
   Three months later... 

   Finally the day arrived when Karen & I were married. We went to Florida for
our honeymoon, and after spending a week there we started our way back home.
Karen's 18th birthday was only a few days off, so we decided to celebrate it
early by staying the weekend in Dallas.

     Anyway, we had just left a Restaurant in North Dallas, and on the way back
to the motel where we were staying, we saw a rather nice looking club on one of
the main thoroughfares, so we decided to stop and get a drink.

     We took a seat at the bar, and we weren't there for two minutes before a
guy came up and sat down beside Karen. Minutes later we were introduced, and
talking about anything and everything. His name was Larry, and he was from
Louisiana on business. And like us, he was thirsty and was there to get a
drink. There isn't a whole lot I can say about him. He was fairly attractive,
in his mid to late 40's, and about an average build. However, he was different
in a marked sense... he was black; and I do mean BLACK. He proceeded to tell us
that every time he came to Dallas, he'd always come to this bar because it had
always been lucky for him when it came to "getting lucky with the ladies".

     As we continued to talk, it wasn't hard to tell that liked what he saw
when he looked at Karen. Without reservation, he began to make several comments
pertaining to her looks and he started to give her more and more attention. At
first I didn't know what to think, seeing this matured black man in all
openness, "hitting up" on my newly wedded wife. And as for Karen, it somewhat
made her a little uncomfortable. But with time and the drinks, I couldn't keep
from noticing that she was beginning to enjoy this extra attention. Seeing her
become settled, I too seemed to relax and consequently I didn't seem to mind
what he was doing.

     Anyway, before long Karen said she had to go to the ladies room. As she
walked off, Larry's eyes followed her all the way. Without taking his eyes off
of her, he leaned over, and as blunt as a hammer he said something that floored
me. "Holy Fuck... that sweet little woman's got legs all the way up to her
shoulders. I'll bet she looks so fuckin' good out of those tight jeans!
Mmmmm... that's one fine piece of ass you got for yourself!"

     I was so shocked, I didn't know how to react to what he'd just said. But,
I must have had some look of approval on my face as he continued, "And I'll
just bet that fresh pussy of hers is as tight as a vise aint' it!"

     Still to stunned for words, I couldn't, and didn't know what to say. I was
totally numbed to hear a complete stranger making comments like his about
Karen: he didn't even know her and he talking about her like she was an easy
lay... a slut.

     Slut... 

          Slut...

               Slut... 

     That word repeated over and over again in my ears. Then like an electrical
shock my brain was zapped as the significance of that word took meaning. My
memory was jolted back to a night several months earlier. Karen and got off on
the subject of our fantasies. To make a long story short, Karen had one fantasy
in particular that she was afraid to tell me; she thought it would upset me or
something. I finally convinced her otherwise, and as she related her fantasy to
me, I acquired an immense hard-on. Basically her fantasy dealt with her being
an easy pick-up for any guy who wanted to fuck her. She then reminded me of the
night she banged my friends in the van, and when I told her she would "fuck
anybody"... well, I didn't have any idea that I'd hit on this fantasy of hers.
What all of this boiled down to was that she loved being an "easy piece", or...
a slut! After she told me that, I can remember our fucking like rabbits; we
were both so hot & horny it was incredible. And as I recalled her fantasy, I
looked at Larry and, well... I wanted him to be part of Karen's fantasy. His
being black only added that much more to my lust & desire. Then my logical side
surfaced.

      "You can't actually allow this to happen!" I thought. "You really don't
want this black man to make love to your wife. You can't actually be thinking
about letting him be that intimate with Karen... she's your wife... Larry would
ruin her... her white womanhood would forever be tainted by his black cock!"

     For a moment, I was torn between the two sides. But... my lust was, and
still is, the stronger side of me. I WANTED Larry to take Karen, and fuck her
anyway he pleased. And, I wanted Karen to be the slut she had fantasized about
being.

     As I had my mind made up, I once again focused my attention towards Larry.
He was continuing to undress Karen with his eyes as she entered the restroom.
And as I saw him staring at her, I became aware of something... something
"stirring" in my jeans. I had the beginnings of a steadily growing hard-on. I
couldn't help it... the voyeur in me had come to life, and was yearning to be
satisfied.

     Almost as if there was an invisible switch turned on inside of me, the
next thing I knew I was telling Larry all about Karen. And what I told him
wasn't about her hobbies. I quickly explained to him that he was right; she did
have a nice set of legs, and that her pussy was as tight as a he would expect
it to be on a 17 year old girl. And when he heard that she was only 17, SHIT...
his eyes lit up like a flashbulb!

     "You mean to tell me that she's only seventeen?" he asked. 

     "Uh-huh." 

     "Oh fuck man... I can't remember what a teenage pussy feels like... "

     Just then, both of us noticed Karen returning, and once again he gave her
body an intense stare.

     "Mmmm.. I'd give anything to get between those smooth legs and shove this
old black dick o'mine up inside that tight cunt!" he added.

     As he continued to stare at her, I boldly said, "Well... I wouldn't object
to you trying."

     With a surprised look on his face he asked me, "Shit... you mean you'd let
me fuck your wife?"

     "Well, just between you and me, I'd LOVE to see you fuck her... but its
gonna be up to you to see if you can get between her legs." About that time
Karen had sat back down, and was quick to notice the smiles on both mine and
larry's faces. She asked what we were up to, and almost in unison we responded,
"Nothing..."

     Well, Larry was quick to prove that he had been in situations like this
before as he bought us (specifically Karen) a few more drinks; beer for me, and
STRONG mixed drinks for Karen. "Booze-wise", she has always had a high
tolerance for alcohol... to a certain point. The first effect it has on her is
the same it has on everybody, it relaxes her, and specifically lowers her
"inhibition threshold". However, booze has a "late-hit" effect on her too.
Sooner or later she gets to the point of, well how can I word it... "wanting to
have a GOOD time". About a half hour later, Karen was already well on her way
to feeling VERY good, and Larry suggested that we leave... maybe find "some
other place" to go. So moments later, the three of us packed into the front
seat of our car and we went shopping for another club. And it was while we were
driving around in the car, "IT" all came together so to say.

     The following string of events were so impulsive, and happened so quickly,
it seemed like it was all over with before I knew what had happened. Magical
isn't the word I'm looking for, but it seems to best describe what happened
that night. It was almost as if we were hypnotized, as the very next day
everything seemed like it had been a dream. With all three of us in the front
seat, Larry made it a point to get right up next to Karen. And after a few
miles or so, he "pretended" to make himself more comfortable as he draped his
hand over the top of the seat. Every so often, he'd give Karen's shoulder a
gentle squeeze, or play with her hair. Nonetheless, it didn't seem to bother
her a bit, especially since was feeling quite good from all the drinks she'd
had. Within a few minutes we were having a good time, laughing, telling smutty
jokes, etc., and it seemed as if Larry's jokes always had something to do with
sex. As we continued to drive along, Larry got more open and made more
aggressive moves towards Karen. And not once... at any time did Karen ever seem
un-easy, so I thought I'd try to get the ball rolling if you know what I mean.
In a teasing way, I began to razz Karen about her small tits. Her response to
this was to boldly push her chest out as far as she could. It was then very
apparent to both Larry and I just as to what Karen was feeling. The car was
plenty warm, but her nipples were super erect, and were straining at the soft
material of her blouse. As she displayed her pubescent looking tits, she
candidly asked Larry if he thought her tits were too small. He was quick to
tell her that they were "absolutely perfect". As she turned and grinned at me,
I was quick to say that they were indeed the perfect size even though they were
rather small. I then reached over, and cupping her left tit in my hand, I gave
it a gentle squeeze and said "Yea... I guess they are just the right size...
What do you think Larry?".

     In a split second, before Karen could do anything, Larry had latched onto
her other breast, and he was gently kneading her soft flesh.

     "Oh yeah.. their just like I said, perfect. And I'll bet they look... and
taste as good as they feel!", he said. For the first time, Karen was quiet...
looking at Larry's hand massaging her breast. But most important, she wasn't
protesting his advances. He was quick to notice her reaction, so deciding the
time was right he unbuttoned the top of her blouse. His hand quickly
disappeared underneath, and a second later I knew he was massaging Karen's bare
breast as her eyelids fluttered, and she began to lightly moan. Not wanting to
wait and see if she was going to change her mind, Larry moved into "high" gear,
as he leaned over and placed his lips against Karen's.

     Suddenly, I found myself staring at this strange black man, not only
massaging my wife's tits, but deep french kissing her at the same time. At that
very second... for some reason I realized that before the night was over, Larry
was going to see what a teenage pussy felt like, and my wife's young womanhood
was going to taste its very first black cock.

     Reaching over he grabbed one of Karen's hands, and coaxing her on a bit he
placed it in the crotch of his pants. From there, Karen knew what to do as she
gently began to massage his tool through his slacks. Then the car interior
resounded with a "click", as Larry unsnapped Karen's jeans. The next sound was
that of Larry working the zipper down on her jeans. Glancing down, I could now
see the bright white of Karen's panties as they burned through her tan hose.
Still holding his lips against hers, Larry went for paydirt. Easing his hand
under the elastic bands of her hose & panties, he slowly began to inch his way
beneath the satiny nylon, until his whole hand was inside her panties. A second
later... he found my sweet Karen's pussy. And what did she do? Well, as his
fingers touched her flower, she simply squirmed in the seat and her moaning
became deeper and louder. From that point he feverishly began to work his
fingers all over and I'm sure "into" the soft wet flesh of her pussy. Driving
no where in particular, it was hard for me to keep my eyes on the road as this
went on for several minutes or so. Then, for the first time their lips
separated and I soon found out why. Sometime during the course of all the
action, Karen had unzipped Larry's fly and in the grasp of her small hand was
his hard black cock. Without saying a word, she lowered her head into his lap
to suck his manhood. He stopped her for a second, and reaching over he tugged
and pulled on her tight jeans until they were down to about her knees. Then
taking up where she left off she bent over, and although I couldn't see a
thing, I knew from looking at Larry (and by listening to him), that she was
giving him one hell of a blow job. And as she worked her mouth up and down on
his hard shaft, Larry couldn't keep his hands off of her. Keeping one hand
under her blouse, his other hand was rubbing as much of her ass and legs as he
could reach. Pausing for a second, Larry moved over next to the door and
positioned Karen so that she was somewhat lying on her side in the seat as she
continued to suck his cock. And OOHHH the sight before me! Every man has a
peculiar fetish, and mine has always been seeing a woman wearing panties and
pantyhose... not stockings. And right beside me in the seat, was just that
picture. I still remember the beautiful sight of Karen's panty covered ass, and
her smooth shiny pantyhose clad thighs. Just the sight of that sheer tan nylon,
stretched tightly over her legs and ass was almost too much. Not withstanding
the temptation, Karen soon felt both mine and larry's hands all over her legs.
It was short lived however, as before long Larry pulled Karen's head out of his
lap, and said, "Oh.. stop... stop. I've just got to fuck that sweet little
pussy of yours... How about us sliding over into the back seat".

     Now, for the first time, Karen paused... She turned to look at me, and I
could tell from the look on her face that she didn't know about letting him
fuck her. She opened her mouth to say something and I interrupted her, "Oh come
on babe.... I'd love to see him fuck you..."

     "But... I".

     Interrupting her again I added, "C'mon... remember that night a few months
ago.... Please babe... remember what we talked about? You know, your... well
your slut fantasy? Ohhh Baby, I want you to fulfill it tonight... I'd love it
so much".

     "You can't be serious... You really want me to?", she asked

     "For real babe... please!!" I pleaded.

     "You mean... it won't, you know... upset you... I mean I"

     Interrupting her I said, "Upset me!! Are you kidding... I'm begging you to
do it!"

     "But.. I... what if I do something that you don't"

     I again interrupted her saying "Trust me... you can do whatever you
want... I'll just watch, AND love every second of anything, and I do mean
anything you do!"

     Larry's was doing his best to follow our conversation but he really didn't
have any idea as to what we were so discussing. Almost in a pleading voice he
said, "What in the fuck are you two talking about... I sure hope it includes
me!"

     As quickly as I could, I told Larry about Karen's "slut" fantasy. But now
it was Karen's turn to interrupt me as she finished relating her fantasy to
Larry. And the more she told him, the more excited he got. "FUCK!!... Lets do
it!!", he yelled. There was a moment of silence, as Karen had a look of deep
concentration on her face.

     "Cmon babe.. I want it so bad, and I'll bet you do to.. don't you.."

     "Well, yeah", she said with a slight grin.

     Larry then piped up, "You'll do it then? I tell you what... if you really
want to be a slut for a night... you just aint gonna find a guy better than me
to fulfill it for ya. I'll give you an evening you'll never forget... just say
yes little woman, and you'll never regret it!"

     "Well... Okay", she said.

     "OH YESS.." Larry yelled. "But, if you're hubby there don't mind, well...
I want you to be MY slut tonight... you know, do anything and everything I ask
you to do.. is that all-right?" I had no objections to this at all and I told
him so.

     He then looked at Karen as asked, "Now I want to hear it from you... will
you be mine tonight... my SLUT?".

     And... without the slightest bit of hesitation she turned... and looking
at him straight in the eye she said, "I'm yours.. I'm your slut, to do with as
you please...". Giving his hard cock a squeeze, she continued, "Do you want
me?".

     "FUCK YES", he screamed.

     In a flash, both of them were in the back seat. I couldn't believe this
was happening. Like two horny teenagers, they were in the back seat in record
time, where Larry quickly began to pull on Karen's tight jeans. Seconds later
they were off, and he draped them over the seat. When I was able, I would take
a quick glance into the back seat. With each glance, I would see that he had
removed a little more of her or his clothing. By now I was TOTALLY confused and
in a daze. I didn't even know who I was much less where I was, but I knew I had
to stop somewhere before I had a wreck. Taking the first exit ramp I looked for
someplace "discreet", but there was no such place to be found. Finally out of
desperation, I found a spot that would just have to do way out in the deserted
part of a Grocery Store parking lot!!! As I parked the car I caught a whiff of
Karen's perfume as her pantyhose, which I had been admiring on her smooth young
legs, fell across the top of the seat. Her panties then came flying over the
seat and literally fell into the palm of my hand. They were still warm, and the
cotton crotch was saturated with Karen's pussy juices. As I turned around,
Larry was in the process of removing his shirt. He had already finished
stripping Karen... she was completely nude, lying in the seat and watching
Larry as he undressed. And when he was finished, Karen did something that
literally took my breath away. Without any modesty at all... and with an
inviting look on her face, she slowly and seductively spread her gorgeous legs
apart for this perfect stranger. Then placing her hand between her legs, she
spread her pussy lips apart as wide as she could, exposing the tender pink
lining of her vagina to him. At that very moment I felt as if my week old bride
was nothing more than a common... "cheap" slut. Not only did it seem so easy
for her, but it was hard for me to swallow the fact that she so EAGERLY
surrendered her womanhood to this strange black man. Just that simple act sent
chills through my body. Just as she had fantasized, she was being the slut in
her dreams. He quickly asked her if he needed to wear protection, but Karen
informed him that he didn't as she was in the safe part of her period. With
that question answered, Larry was quick to accept what she was offering him as
he immediately moved between her smooth legs and laid down on top of her small
body. For a few moments they did nothing more than kiss. But all of the sudden,
I heard Karen take a deep breath and then moan. With that I knew that Larry
had, in essence, broken Karen's second virginity as the delicate lining of her
pussy got its first taste of a black cock. For a few moments, he held his shaft
rooted deep inside her, and the both of them relished the feeling of their
sexual union.

     "OHHHHH FUCKKKKK... Ohhh baby, you've got one tight pussy...". Smiling
down at her, he continued, "Ohhh fuck... I just can't believe this!".

     "What?" she whispered.

     Grinning from ear to ear, Larry answered, "Oh Baby... I can't believe I'm
actually fucking you... This has got to be a dream. Me fucking a 17 year old
white girl, and one that's as so fuckin' good lookin' as you are at that! Oh
fuck baby... I just can't get over my lying between your legs, and your letting
this old black cock fuck your sweet young pussy!"

     Karen responded to his comments by smiling even more, and by pulling his
head to hers to kiss him. By that point, Larry was so horny, a slow start was
out of the question, as he immediately start to fuck Karen like there was a
fire between his legs. If anyone had been close enough to our car, it wouldn't
have taken them long to figure out what was going on. As if he had a "mission"
to fulfill, he continued to slam his cock harder and harder into Karen's pussy
without even pausing for a second. I was quickly reminded of what had happened
only months before. I was in the same car, watching the same action, the only
difference being I was watching Karen being fucked not only by a complete
stranger, but a black man at that! Soon thereafter, the car began to really
rock as Larry began to positively pound himself into her cunt. About that time,
Karen dug her fingernails into Larry's back, and throwing her head back against
the seat, she literally screamed. Then with a low-pitched throaty groan, she
broke into long, deep, and intense orgasm. All this did to Larry was prime him
that much more. Even though he slowed his pace down a bit, each time he'd
thrust his cock into her cunt, he hold it as deep inside her pussy as he could
for a few seconds, and then he'd gyrate his hips a bit. And Karen LOVED it!!
With her legs locked tightly around his ass, every time he'd thrust, she would
pull him deeper into her. At the same time she'd rotate her hips upwards to
meet his driving cock, allowing it to "dig" it's way even deeper inside her
belly. With her face contorted almost in a look of pain, Karen worked her
orgasm as best as she could, grinding out every wave of pleasure.

     Finally, her small body went limp. But as she attempted to relax, Larry's
body tensed up. While she was still lost in the aftermath of her orgasm, Larry
took to fucking her faster and harder, just as he had only moments before.
Suddenly his whole body shuddered as he too began to cum. Grabbing her ass
cheeks in each hand, he raised her hips off the seat as he violently hammered
his cock as deep as he could into my wife's pussy. Then with a loud grunt... he
began to cum. Grunt after grunt, Larry pumped his creamy black sperm deep into
Karen's white pussy. Karen clawed at his back as she felt his cock erupting
inside her, and as he shot his cream deep into her pussy she screamed, "OH
BABY... OHHHHH LARRY!! I CAN FEEL IT... OHHH I CAN FEEL... FEEL YOUR CUM GOING
UP INSIDE ME!"

     Karen's comments simply added more heat to Larry's orgasm. Even though his
cock was already "bottomed-out" in Karen's pussy, he roughly gouged his cock
yet deeper into her as he pumped the remainder of his seed deep into her belly.

     "OHHH BABY!!!... TAKE IT ALL... OHHH FUCKKKKK... OPEN UP FOR ME BABY...
LET ME PUMP YOUR PUSSY FULL... FULL OF CUM..."

     At last, Larry was spent, and he collapsed on top of Karen's body. After a
few moments, he once more took to fucking my wife. His cock hadn't really
started to soften that much, and he slowly began to plunge his tool in and out
of her pussy. My ears immediately picked up on the sound... Oh FUCK!! It was
the sound of a cock pumping a well used, CUM-FILLED cunt! This was all I
needed. I was primed to fuck Karen, and feel her sloppy pussy grip my cock.
But, my intentions were delayed as Larry raised his head and said "Now we're
ready to begin your night baby... You're gonna be MY SLUT tonight... you and I
are gonna have a good time... a FUCKIN' GOOD TIME! You're gonna do things
you've only dreamed of, and then we're gonna find a nice warm bed to cap things
off! You ready?"

     For a moment, there was yet another period of silence, but then in a
small... exhausted voice Karen said "Uh-huh".

     "Well then... There are a few we need to do before we go have a little
fun." he said. Larry then instructed me to drive to an adult bookstore/theatre
he knew about. I was a bit disappointed in that I didn't get to have my turn.
But my curiosity of what Larry was planning at the bookstore simply excited me
more. I figured my turn to fuck Karen would come sooner or later.

     While I was driving, Larry asked Karen if she had any short dresses or
mini-skirts. Well, we still had our suitcases in the trunk, and although Karen
didn't have any minis, she did have a sexy blue dress with a hemline of about
mid-thigh. Stopping for a moment, I got her dress, her make-up, and a pair of
black high heels she'd packed. As I drove along, Larry helped her dress, and
finally the both of them slipped back over into the front seat. Using the
lighted visor mirror Larry instructed her on how he wanted her to put on her
make-up. When she was finished, Larry asked me, "Well, what do ya think... is
she one hot lookin' slut or what?"

     I looked at Karen, and she did look H-O-T. She didn't look like a
prostitute, but damn close. She had on just enough make-up to show that she
was... well... "easy". I'm sure she looked just like what she had envisioned
herself to look like in her fantasy... a real slut! Larry then lifted her short
dress up and asked, "What do ya think about this?" Karen spread her legs apart,
and I immediately saw what Larry was pertaining to. Karen was wearing only her
pantyhose no panties. But, Larry had carefully torn out the cotton panel in her
hose; my wife's beautiful cunt was completely exposed.

     When we arrived, Larry "matter-of-factly" stated that he wanted to walk in
with Karen by himself. He said that since she was his for the night, he wanted
everyone there to think that she truly did belong to him. By that point, Karen
was so lost in her fantasy role, she loved his idea.

     So they started off together. I simply sat and watched them walk
side-by-side to the door of the bookstore. Once more, my cock started to throb
as I saw Larry rubbing my wife's ass as they walked to the entrance. The door
opened, and they disappeared inside.



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     Also, I'd love to hear your comments as to how you'd like the story to go.
Karen 3&4 are soon to follow. They all will deal with her love for being a slut
and perhaps sex slave for black men, so got any ideas?

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