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Authors name: Laffwithme ([email protected])
Story title : Las Vegas Awakening

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Las Vegas Awakening (MF, wife, intr, cuck, voy)

by Laffwithme ([email protected])

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Synopsis: On a trip to Las Vegas, a young white wife

finds out she likes black cock while her husband can only
sit and watch.

***

"Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!" It was my wife screaming

into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work
could hear her. Not that it made much difference. We
lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone and I
worked at the family feed store with my brother and
sister.

"I won a week in Las Vegas on that radio show! I was the
ninth caller and I won us a vacation."

Little did I know what a change that was going to make in

our lives. We'd been married three years and had been
sweethearts since the sixth grade. We had wanted to get
married since we were fifteen but of course we had to
wait until we were eighteen. As I said, we live in a
small town and most decent folk are very conservative. It
may be difficult for most of you to believe but the most
we did before we were married was French kiss, and at
that we thought we were courting eternal damnation.

After we were married the floodgates burst open so to

speak. Our honeymoon was a camping / fishing trip for two
weeks. Claire loves to fish as much as I do so we thought
it would be great. The only pole that saw any use in
those two weeks was my stiff rod. We fucked morning, noon
and night. Claire just couldn't get enough. I'd wake in

the morning because she was sliding her pussy over my

morning boner.

That first year we continued to fuck every day. I hate to

say it, but sometime in the second year I began to get
tired of fucking her. Neither of us had any experience;
we just were doing the same old missionary position over
and over. Along about the time we won the trip to Las
Vegas, Claire had decided we should try some other
things. It's kind of embarrassing to admit, but she is
the one who is more adventurous and is the dominant one
in our marriage. She read some book that described sexual
positions, oral and anal sex, and recommended using sex
toys and lotions. Unfortunately, we were hundreds of
miles from anyplace that sold things like that.

Which brings us to Las Vegas. Wow! The first day and

night we spent in the casino that we were staying in. The
next day, we rented a car and drove around. The casinos
were awesome, but what caught our eye was a sign on a
store, "Adult Books". We didn't go in, but we saw it and
Claire talked about it. That night I asked Claire if she
wanted to go to the store. Like little kids, we were
almost afraid to go. But like kids we were drawn to what
we thought of as something a bit bad.

We found our way back to the store about ten in the

evening. There were sex books and videos lining the

walls. In the back was a sign that said 'movies'. There

were a half dozen men visible looking through the
magazines. At the front of the store the clerk sat behind
a display case that contained lotions and sex toys.
Claire clung to my arm and we looked at the display.

"You kids goin ta have ta show me some ID."

We froze, looking at the clerk like school children

caught by the principal. He was an older black man, about
fifty I guess. He had on a green Hawaiian shirt that
stretched over a significant belly. His white shorts were
dirty yet still seemed very white against his thin black
legs. He stood up and scrutinized us, looking at Claire
mostly.

"Well little missy? Ya got some ID to show Mathew?

Claire fumbled with her purse. Her blond pigtails swung

as she nodded that she did. I could see the mans eyes
move up and down her. She did look young. She is only 51. She wore a blouse, which masked her small breasts.
However the shorts that she wore did wonderful justice to
her legs and ass.

She handed her drivers license to the clerk.

"My, my. Twenty-two. Child you could pass for sixteen. A

foxxyyyy sixteen, heh, heh."

He sat down again. "Take your time, you see anything you
want, you come ask Mathew."

"I think we want some lotion. Is there any that you

recommend?" Claire stammered.

"Well, I'm partial to this," as he pulled a bottle from

the display. "Just a few drops on ya boyfrend's cock and
he'll be hard as a rock, rub a little on your pussy and
you'll swear you're in heaven. And it tastes good."

"OK, we'll take it." Claire said. She wasn't looking at

the clerk; she was staring at the large rubber cocks in
the display case.

"Rodney, look at those. They look so real but they're so

big. " She whispered to me but it was loud enough that
the clerk overheard.

"The reason they look real, little missy is that they

make them from copies of the real cocks. Some of the
biggest adult stars are here. Ever hear of John Holmes?
He's still one of the most popular."

"Yeh, right. I guess you think I'm really dumb. No man's

penis is that big." Claire seemed almost insulted.

The clerk laughed, an almost sinister laugh. "Little

missy, you ain't been round to many guys have you? If
you're brave enough to come peek around the counter you
can see proof that some men is that big." He leaned back
on his chair.

Claire went to the opening in the counter and gasped. "Oh

my!" Rodney look at him."

I looked in. The clerk had pulled the leg of his shorts
back and his thick black cock was exposed. Actually about
half of it, we could see the outline of the remainder of
the shaft covered by the white shorts. Claire didn't take
her eyes off it; it was obvious to the clerk that she was
interested. He pulled the foreskin back exposing the head
of his cock.

"Go ahead missy, touch it, see if it's real."

Claire pulled back. "No. No. We better go."

"Come again. I'm here most every night from eight to

midnight." The clerk chuckled as we left the store.

"Rodney wasn't that the most scary thing we've ever done?
I can't believe that man asked me to touch his penis. I
guess what some people say about them black men is true,

I mean about them being kind of like animals. I mean his

penis was almost big as a horse." Claire chattered about
the cock all the way back to our room.

That night she asked me how big my penis is. I didn't

know. I thought it was normal. She wanted to know, so she
retrieved a tape measure from her stitchery bag and
measured. "Five inches, umm five and a half."

Not much more was said until the next night. About eleven
o'clock Claire said, "Rodney, let's go buy one of those
rubber things."

"You want to? You really mean it?"

"Yes."

"OK, let's go," I replied.

"OK, let me comb my hair first." And Claire disappeared

into the bathroom. When she came out I did a double take.
She had taken down her braids, now her blond hair hung
down below her shoulders. Instead of the loose blouse,
she had on a white tube top with no bra. Her breasts even
though small showed as perfect mounds and if you looked
closely you could see the bumps of her nipples. She wore
a thigh length skirt instead of the shorts that she had
been wearing. She now wore shoes with low heels, which

enhanced the shape of her legs.

When we walked into the store, the clerk looked up and

smiled. "Hey, you kids use up all that lube already. Must
a been some hot fucking last night." He laughed.

He was dressed the same as the previous night. I looked

more closely at him. I couldn't say he was ugly but he
wasn't good looking either. Yet he seemed to have a way
about him that made you relax.

"Um, ummm, don't missy look hot tonight. You're not the
flat-chested little thing I thought you was. I hope that
boyfriend of yours knows how to nibble proper on those
little apples."

Claire blushed. I had mixed feelings. I thought I should

be angry at this stranger talking to my wife like that
but I was feeling twinges of excitement.

"Can I see one of those rubber penis's?" Claire said.

He took three white and one black from the display case
and laid them out for Claire's inspection. He had moved
them to the end of the counter by the pass-through
opening. "Anything for little missy. O' course most
people calls them cocks. Pick 'em up, feel 'em. Almost as
good as the real thing."

Claire touched one, then picked up another. She put it

down and picked up the black one.

"Now that's a good choice missy. Almost like Mathew's."

He laughed.

Claire squeezed and felt the black rubber cock, oblivious

to the few other customers who came and went.

"Here, see how they compare." As he spoke, the clerk took

the dildo from her hand and pulled his cock part way out
so that he could hold the rubber cock next to his cock.

"What do you think? Do you think it looks like the real

thing?"

Claire stepped into the opening to look at his cock next

to the rubber cock.

"Go ahead missy, see if they feel different. You're man

don't mind."

He took her hand; she allowed him to guide her hand to

his cock. I watched, mesmerized. At first she just
lightly touched the black shaft with her fingertips. He
guided her fingertips back and forth along the part of
his cock that was exposed.

He set the dildo down on the counter and Claire continued

to rub his cock.

"Go ahead missy, wrap your fingers around. Pull back and
watch the head come out.'

His cock looked big and black in the small white hand of
my wife. She pulled the skin back and his high crowned
cock head came into view. It was shiny, purplish and I
could see his cock get hard.

"You never felt nothin like that before did you missy. I
see some hard little nipples now."

His hand pushed her top up exposing one breast. Her

nipple was hard, erect and open to view by anyone in the
store.

"My, my. You got fine little titties. How big your
titties girl?"

"Twenty-eight B." Claire whispered.

She almost seemed to be in a trance. I could see her hand

lightly fondling the black cock while she stared down at
it.

"Little missy, I thinks you'd like playing with a big

nasty black cock. Never had nothing like that before have
ya. I thinks you an me an yer boyfriend needs to party.
No sense you buyin a rubber cock when I'll let play with
a real one. Wadda ya say. I'm off work in five minutes."
He talked quickly and Claire seemed to be nodding in
agreement.

"I don't think that would be a good idea. I think we

better go." I spoke as I was guiding Claire to the door.

"God Claire, I can't believe you were actually feeling

his cock. I mean, right there in public. And guys were
looking at you, they saw him pull your top up." We were
walking to the car.

"What'd you think Rodney? Am I really nasty?"

"I guess you're nasty, I mean showing your tit and

letting him feel it and feeling his cock. It was kind of
fun."

" I liked it. I think we should do it." Claire almost

seemed to be demanding.

"Do it?" I stopped walking. "Do what?"

"Have a party. With him, you know. It's our last night.

Nobody will ever know." She was now coaxing me back

toward the store.

Mathew came out as we approached the door. "Hey, little

missy and boyfriend decided to come get me." He laughed
and closed the distance between us. He pushed his way
between us, putting his arm around both of us as if we
were old friends. "So where's your car. What club you
stayin at? We'll go there." His hand had disappeared down
Claire's top: I knew he was playing with her nipple as we
walked to the car.

I was coming to the realization that although I hated

this man's pushy, crude attitude, I was getting hard
watching him fondle my wife. I also realized that Claire
enjoyed having him fondle her in front of me.

The ride to our hotel was short but seemed long as I

watched the two of them in the back seat. As soon as they
got in the car he began kissing her or maybe it was
Claire that began the kissing. I could hear them talking,
louder than a whisper but not loud enough for me to
understand what was said. Whatever it was, Claire giggled
quite a bit in between prolonged kisses. I could also
hear the sucking sound as they kissed and I knew that she
was sucking his tongue. I recognized it as one of her
favorite things to do when kissing. I resisted the urge
to turn my head and watch them; I just stole frequent

glances of them in the rear view mirror. I felt like a

peeping tom and it excited me.

When we arrived at the casino the valet parking attendant

watched as Claire and Mathew exited the rear seat. I felt
my face flush when the attendant took the car key from
me. All I could think of was " what if someone we know
sees us." I hurried through the doors into the lobby,
Claire and Mathew following behind giggling. I was
anxious to get to our room, embarrassed that my wife was
behind me being fondled by a black man. Claire on the
other hand seemed almost to enjoy the looks of some of
those we passed. In the elevator, an older white couple
gawked as Claire made no effort to stop Mathew from
pushing her tube top up to expose one breast.

Once in the room, Claire wasted no time. She sat on the

edge of the bed, pulling Mathew to stand in front of her.
Mathew was removing his shirt while Claire ran her hand
up the leg of his shorts. I just stood watching as her
hand moved inside his shorts. I could see the outline of
her hand, then saw the outline of his cock shaft.

"Lookin for ya licress stick missy?" His hands were on

her head.

"Umm, uh huh" she moaned as he pulled her face in to rub

against the dirty shorts and the thickening shaft

beneath.

Claire rubbed her cheek against the outline of his cock.

I could see the movement of her hand beneath the cloth
pulling the shaft so that it pressed against her cheek.
Then she pushed the shaft down so that the head of his
cock was exposed out the bottom of his shorts. She began
licking the cock head. I watched Claire's white face, his
dirty white shorts, the tip of a black cock poking out,
her pink tongue flicking around it.

"Time to let the snake out missy. Ya got it woke up. Best
pull down my shorts an see if ya can handle it." He
laughed and Claire obeyed. She pulled her hand out from
his shorts, then unsnapped and unzipped the shorts. She
pulled them down and squealed softly as the large cock
flopped free. Mathew stepped out of his shorts and at the
same time pulled the tube top up over her head. His cock
hung down, looked semi-hard. It bobbed against Claire's
face and she attempted to nuzzle it.

"What ya think girl? Never had a nice big black cock

before have ya?"

"Uh, uh" she kind of mumbled as she slowly fondled his

cock. She was examining the shaft, kind of admiring it.
She milked the skin back and gazed at the purple-black
head. Mathew was now feeling her tits. His big black

hands cupping and squeezing her tits. I noticed Claire

twitch as he pinched or pulled a nipple. Then she opened
her mouth and raised the cock to her lips. She stuck her
tongue out and held her face still as she rubbed the cock
over her tongue. Her hand slowly began to stroke the
shaft and at the same time cradled the tip in her lips.
She worked her mouth on the head for a while then began
to take his cock deeper into her mouth. Mathew moved one
hand to the back of her head and began forcing his cock
deeper into her mouth. His other hand continued to work
on her tit. I could see that he was squeezing her nipple
much harder and Claire seemed to suck more rapidly with
each squeeze. He would force his cock into her mouth, she
would kind of gag and try to push him!
back but he would hold her for a few seconds, urging her
to take all of him. Then he would allow her to pull back,
take his hand off of her head and wait a brief moment.
Then, without any urging she would bury the cock in her
mouth again and he would grab the back of her head and
gently force her to take more of him. It was more than
she could take but she wanted to take it all.

I stood there watching this, not quite sure what to do or

what I wanted to do. Finally I went to the bed and sat
down next to Claire and began rubbing her pussy. She
spread her legs at my touch. She was so wet that her
panties were soaked. I rubbed my finger on the slit
forcing her panty material into the groove. I pushed the

panty aside so that I could feel her pussy and found that
the outside of her pussy was sopping wet. I just ran my
finger up and down her slit as I watched her lick and
suck the black cock. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I
could see it glisten, wet with her saliva. God it looked
black and big, the more so when contrasted with Claire's
pale small face and her glistening blond hair. I stared
at the vein that serpentined along the shaft. I watched
the cock head emerge from my wife's mouth, her fist
wrapped tightly around the shaft, her tongue licking into
the piss hole.

Mathew bent down and whispered in her ear. She just

looked up at him, his cock in her mouth. But she also
closed her legs, my hand trapped between her thighs, my
finger barely in her wet cunt. Claire pushed my hand out
from between her legs. She pulled the cock from her
mouth, rubbing it briefly over her lips before turning to
me. "Baby, know what I want? You to watch me. Do that for
me baby, sit and watch?"

I wanted to say "Hell, no! This has gone far enough."

Instead I just nodded, realizing that I was getting
excited watching her.

"Get undressed baby and sit over there and watch. I wanna
see you get hard watching me." She leaned her face to
mine and kissed me, a wet sloppy tongue kiss. She swirled

her tongue around in my mouth, and I could see, out of

the corner of my eye, her hand slowly stroking his cock.

I got up, undressed, moved a chair near the bed and sat
down to watch. Mathew pulled Claire to a standing
position and told her to remove her skirt and panties.
Then there they stood, naked before me, embracing. He was
again kissing her and she was moaning. I could see the
tip of his cock poking out as it was squeezed between
them. Then she knelt before him, opened her mouth to take
his cock again. Mathew held her head, one big black hand
resting on top of her lovely blond hair. With his other
hand he grabbed his cock, pulling it away from her
yearning mouth.

"Wha chu want white girl?

Claire looked momentarily puzzled. "Oh god, I just want

to suck it."

"Suck what?"

"Your cock."

"Ya mean my big nigger cock?"

"Uh huh."

"Say it then girl."

She knew now. "Oh god, I want to suck your big black
nigger cock."

I knew the way she said it, that she was getting even
more turned on. I knew when she said that, she really
meant it.

Mathew then proceeded to slap his cock against her face.

His cock was large enough that he could wrap his fingers
around the base and have enough black meat to use as a
club. Claire just moaned.

"Get on da bed. Spread yo legs, let's see if that white

pussy ready for some black cock."

She obeyed. She lay on her back on the bed. She opened
her legs and seductively spread her pussy lips open for
his inspection.

Mathew knelt on the bed between her legs, rather roughly

forced her legs further apart. He looked at me as he
pushed his middle finger into her. He did it slowly. She
arched her back.

"Um, um, nice and wet and tight." His finger worked
slowly in and out of her cunt. He moved her slightly to

make sure that I could see his finger fucking my wife.

And I watched. My cock was hard and I began to stroke
myself. Any anger or apprehension which I had had, was
now gone.

I saw him begin to use two fingers in her cunt. She

winced a little when he went in but she kept rolling her
hips to push against his fingers. His thumb was now
rubbing her clit, which brought loud groans from her. She
was reaching around towards him; her hand was searching
for his cock. She finally twisted around enough so that
she could grab his cock while he finger fucked her. I
watched her little white hand wrap around the black
shaft, stroking it, pulling on it. I watched his black
hand working on her pale white pussy, two black fingers
pushing in and out of her, spreading her pussy open as
his fingers pulled out, the soft pink inner folds of her
pussy contrasted against the rough black fingers.

"Squeeze it baby. Ya like grabbing my black cock, don't

ya? Dat lil white pussy getting nice an hot an wet?"

"Ohh shit, damn, oh, do it."

He pulled his finger from her pussy, pushed her back onto
her back and began slapping his cock against her pussy.
"Wha chu want girl?

"Oh god, fuck me."

"Fuck you? With what?"

"Oh god please. I want you to fuck me. I want your black
cock."

Claire now was reaching between her legs, grabbing his

cock, trying to pull it into her pussy. Mathew let go of
his cock and smiled as he watched Claire guiding his cock
to her pussy. As she rubbed the head against her pussy
lips he pushed it in. Claire gasped as it entered her.
"Oh! Yes! Get in me! Uhh, easy, it's too big"

Mathew pushed her legs up. He slapped her ass hard as he

pushed into her. He buried the shaft all the way in her
tight little cunt and held it there for a few seconds.
Then he began to slowly fuck her. The large black cock
was now riding slowly in and out of her white pussy.
Claire brought her legs down to wrap around his ass. I
could see her pussy lips spread around his cock, as he
stroked out the lips pulled outward holding onto the dark
shaft. On the inward stroke her pussy lips sort of rolled
inward a little. I had moved closer, watching this, my
heart pounding.

Mathew bent his head to her small tits as he fucked her.

Claire wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him

into her. Then I saw black lips engulf my wife's pink

nipple. I could see his yellow teeth grip her nipple and
pull it outward. Claire just moaned loudly and ground her
cunt into his cock.

"Oh jeezus, that feels so fucking big in me." She was

panting. "Make it go deep in me. Fuck me. Fuck me deep.
Oh god, fuck me."

His pace increased. His black ass moving faster and

faster with her white legs urging him on. I could see
that she was trying to pull him deeper into her pussy. I
could see the muscles on her legs tighten as she pulled
his cock into her. I watched her lily white hips grind
against the black pelvis.

"Ya gottit now girl. Ya got some nice black cock in ya.
Work it baby. Talk to me."

"Ohh, yes. I feel it. Uh, uh, harder, please, yes."

"Little white girl likes black cock don't she? You a slut
for black cock now missy. Tell me you a slut white
bitch."

The fucking was feverish.

"Oh shit yes, I'm a slut. I'm a slut for black cock. I

am, I am."

"Tell me ya want it, ya want my juice don't ya. Ya wan

cha lil white cunt full o black cum don't ya?"

"Yesss, yesss, do it, cum in me, I want it. Harder,

harder."

"Take it bitch." He groaned and was cumming in her. He

fucked her with slow deep strokes, shooting cum in her on
each stroke. I could see the white goo begin to seep out
of her cunt as he continued to fuck her.

"Ohh shit, oh yesss. I feel it, I feel your cum. I'm

cumming. Don't stop. I'm cumming."

Claire was pulling Mathew into her with her arms and
legs. I could see her squeezing him into her. Her hips
were working feverishly, fucking him, trying to work his
cock deep into her.

Then she seemed to just collapse. Her arms flopped out to

her side; her head dropped back onto the bed, her legs
splayed outward onto the bed. Mathew pushed himself back
up to a kneeling position. I watched the shiny black
shaft pulling out of her pussy. Cum flowed out her pussy,
dribbled down towards her ass hole. The streaks of white
cum on his cock stood out against the blackness.

He moved around to her head. His soft black shaft hung

over face. She gazed at it, smiling. She stuck out her
tongue and he rubbed the head of his cock on her tongue.
She then took his cock in her hand and lovingly licked
the length of the shaft, licked the cum and cunt juice
from the soft cock. She wrapped her hand around the shaft
and squeezed it forcing a few drops of liquid from the
tip. Her tongue stretched to lick the last drops from the
tip.

"Lil missy like that black cock don't she?"

"Uh huh"

"I thinks yo man like seein his lil white wife get fucked
by black cock. Ya like watchin boy?

I didn't say anything.

"Go give your boy a nice kiss, I think da cat got his
tongue." He laughed a sort of wicked laugh.

Claire slid over and kissed me. I knew she had just
sucked his cum off of his cock yet I gladly took her
tongue into my mouth.

Mathew was pulling on his shorts and shirt. "Lil missy

wanna meet a couple a my friends we can get together

tomorrow night. They got nice big cocks too. Big and
black." He laughed.

"We got to go tomorrow. This is our last night." Claire

was obviously interested, there was a tone of regret in
her voice.

"Well maybe next time. You come back, come see me. We'll
get you a good party." He was moving to the door.

Wham bam, thank you maam. I could tell that for Mathew,
Claire was just another white chick hot for black cock.
We had just become another white couple whose husband
liked to watch the wife get used by a big black cock.

That was the beginning. Six months later, Claire had me

take her back to Las Vegas. I know Mathew didn't
recognize us but he was happy to fuck her again. For the
next few years we would take a vacation about every six
months, trying other cities. We learned where and how to
meet black men for her to fuck. Finally we decided to
move to one of the cities. She has a couple of regular
men that fuck her. But she still likes to go out and meet
new guys.

The End

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