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 Inter.  Impregnation.



   A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

   by

   BP



   Exhausted from solving a client's problem, I stopped at a motel, only
two hours

   from home.  After eating dinner, I called my wife, Debbie, and told her
I'd be home the

   next day.  While she was disappointed that I wouldn't be home that
evening she agreed

   that if I was too tired to drive, spending the night at the motel would
be better for me.



   Intending to go to bed early, I hopped in the shower.  However, the
shower revived

   me enough that I decided to get my lap top out of the car and get a head
start on my

   report.  While I was relocking my car, a car pulled in next to me.  Then
to my surprise,

   three big black men and a cute blond, got out of the car.  Although I
was standing next to

   them, one black man openly felt up the blond.  The blond pushed her
boobs into the

   man's hands and cooed softly.  A moment later the second man (they
looked like

   brothers) lifted the blond's dress and fondled her butt.  She tilted her
head and kissed him

   passionately.  The third man, who had been driving, chuckled and
suggested that they

   take Kathy in the room, as he flashed me a smile.  Kathy giggled and
wiggled away from

   the two black men as the driver opened the door next to mine.



   As the motel door closed behind the four of them, I stood dumbly, trying
to

   understand what was going on.  After telling myself that she seemed
comfortable with

   the black men, I returned to my motel room and set up my lap top.  No
sooner had I

   started working on my report then I heard soft moans coming from the
next room.

   Instantly, I knew that Kathy was getting gang-banged.  My next thought
was wondering

   how a petite woman like Kathy could handle three big black men.  Just as
the vision of a

   huge black cock stretching a white pussy flashed through my mind, I
heard Kathy cry

   out.  Although the intervening wall muffled Kathy's cry, I believed that
it was more of a

   cry of passion then pain.  I imagined that her cry was caused by a big
black cock

   stretching her little pussy and that thought, made my cock twitch.



   After several minutes of very faint sounds coming from the next room, I
scolded

   myself for eavesdropping and turned my attention to working on my
report. Two words

   later, I began noticing, faint grunts in time with soft rhythmical
bumping.  I didn't need

   much of an imagination to know that Kathy was getting royally fucked.



   Over the next hour, the volume of Kathy's moans and grunts rose and fell
like

   waves on the ocean.  I wasn't sure if the changes in volume were caused
by the men

   taking turns or if Kathy was having multiple orgasms.  Just when I was
convinced that

   they were taking turns, Kathy screamed loud enough for me to hear her
beg her lover, to

   knock her up.  Immediately, my cock jumped to full hardness and I
secretly hoped that

   her lovers would succeed.



   Suddenly all sounds stopped and I found myself wishing that they weren't
finished.

   A few minutes later another loud cry from Kathy, answered my wish. 
Jumping out of my

   chair, I pressed my ear to the wall in time to hear Kathy beg to be
fucked.  Judging by the

   energetic thumping of the bed against the wall and grunts from Kathy,
one of the black

   men, was answering her plea.



   By the time the third guy started fucking Kathy, I had my cock in hand,
desperate

   to relieve the pressure in my balls.  With my ear pressed against the
wall and my eyes

   closed, I stroked my cock in time with Kathy's grunts.  When her moan's,
reached a

   crescendo, my cock gave a mighty lurch and huge globs of my sperm went
flying.



   Having relieved the pressure in my balls and thinking the gang-bang next
door was

   over, I washed up and slipped into bed.  Not ten minutes later, Kathy
was grunting and

   moaning.  All night I would doze off only to be awakened by Kathy's,
renewed grunts

   and moans.  About seven in the morning, I awakened to the sounds from
next doors.

   With renewed images of big black cocks ravaging white pussy, I drug
myself into the

   bathroom to shave and get dressed.



   As I began putting my stuff in my car, the door to their room opened and
the oldest

   of the three black men stepped out.  To my surprise, he did not bother
to close the door,

   allowing me to clearly hear Kathy's grunts and moan's.  Unable to
contain my curiosity, I

   looked past the black man into the motel room.  Even in the dim light of
the motel room I

   could see a black butt rise and fall as a pair of white legs pressed
against it.  The older

   black man, stepped toward me and softly asked.  "Are you cool with
this?"



   Without taking my eyes off the humping black butt, I nodded yes then
asked in

   awe.  "Is she really letting, you guys knock her up?"



   "Yeah.  Her old man gets off on her being black pregnant.  This will be
her third

   time."



   For the first time, I looked this man, in the eyes.  He smiled and
asked. "Do you

   want to watch?  My son, TJ is taking his last poke at her."



   I don't remember answering but a minute later I was standing beside the
bed as one

   of the sons pumped his huge black cock deep into Kathy's belly.  The
sight before me

   was much more impressive then my mental images.



   Placing his hand on my shoulder, the older man said.  "Kathy!  You've
drawn an

   audience.  Show him how much you like being black gang-banged."



   Kathy opened her eyes and smiled at me.  "Hi, do you like seeing a white
gal, get

   black pregged?"



   Spellbound, I knelt at the bedside and for the first time I saw the many
love bites

   on her boobs.  For several minutes the only sounds were those of sex and
Kathy's grunts.

   Seeing me still staring at her, Kathy cupped her bruised boob and asked
if it bothered me.

   Unable to speak, I nodded "no." She smiled and asked.  "Are you excited
about me

   getting knocked up by my black studs?"



   As if the wet spot my leaking cock was making wasn't enough of an
answer, I

   managed a smile and a breathless, "Yes."



   Noticing me still staring at her jiggling boobs, She held out her hand
to me and

   said.  "Does it excite you to see what they have done to me?



   I thought for a minute then answered.  "Yes.  But won't your husband be
upset?" I

   asked, noticing her wedding ring, as I took her hand.



   "Oh no.  Danny loves what Leroy and his sons do to me.  In fact this
will be the

   third time he has asked Leroy to breed me.  Whenever my love bites start
to fade away,

   Danny will arrange for Leroy and his boys to take me out on another
'date'." She said

   with a smile.



   "Does it hurt to be fucked by such a large cock?"



   "Yes, at first, but I welcome that pain, then when I get used to it, it
feels even

   better." She said as her body was rocked by TJ's intensified thrusts.



   Kathy turned her head and looked into TJ's eyes and asked.  "Are you
going to be

   the one to knock me up this time?"



   TJ laughed and said.  "Sweetie, you've got so much sperm in your belly,
that you

   are going to have three babies, one from each of us.  Isn't that right
Mike?"



   The other brother hopped on the bed and sucked part of Kathy's boob, in
his

   mouth.  Kathy tilted her head and kissed Mike on the head before moaning
and saying.

   "Oh yes do it hard.  You know that it makes my pussy drink more of your
sperm."



   Kathy tensed and emitted a howl from her very soul, squeezed my hand. 
TJ

   rammed his hips hard against Kathy's hips then kept his cock pressed
deep in her pussy

   as he quivered with a climax that I was sure was pumping more sperm into
her womb.



   The two of them lay there resting for several minutes before TJ slowly
pulled his

   still massive cock from Kathy's sperm filled pussy.  Leroy leaned in and
softly told me to

   look at Kathy's pussy.  As I focused on her very swollen, sperm-coated,
pussy lips and

   the gaping hole between them, Leroy asked if I wanted my wife's pussy to
look like that.

   Noticing the teeth marks on Kathy's pussy lips and all over her inner
thighs, I told him, I

   would but Debbie might not like it.  Leroy laughed and told me that all
white chicks like

   to be marked when black studs are breeding them.  Leroy then pointed out
the tattoo just

   above Kathy's pussy.  There in small letters I saw.



   "BBC Bred

   5/1/2002,

   5/1/2003"



   I glanced at my watch and noted that today was 5/1/2004.  Turning to
Leroy, I said.

   "It sure looks like you've got her again."



   Leroy laughed and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the thickest cock I
had ever

   seen.  Turning my head, I watched as Mike nestled the massive head of
his cock, between

   Kathy's swollen pussy lips.  Suddenly, Mike rammed his cock into Kathy.
As Mike

   bottomed out, Kathy grunted and closed her eyes.  Several minutes later,
Kathy blinked

   away a few tears and asked me to hold her hand.  For most of the next
hour, Mike used

   his massive cock to pack his brother's sperm deep into Kathy's womb
while Kathy

   experienced a multitude of climaxes.  When Mike finally climaxed, Kathy
howled and

   then went limp.



   Mike kept his cock pressed tightly into Kathy for several minutes before
slowly

   pulling out.  As Mike rolled to his side, Leroy came over and stuffed a
large inflatable

   plug into Kathy's pussy.  Grinning, Leroy, handed the rubber ball
attached to the plug to

   me and told me to squeeze it until Kathy's belly began to swell.  Kathy
seemed oblivious

   to what was going on although she did moan softly when I felt her tummy.




   Standing behind me, Leroy told me that the plug would hold the sperm in
her

   womb until her husband took it out, next weekend.  Still staring at
Kathy's plugged

   pussy, I said.  "Do you think you might be interested in knocking up my
wife?"



   Leroy chuckled and asked if I had a picture.  Getting to my feet, I
fished out

   Debbie's picture.  He took the picture from my trembling hand and showed
it to his sons

   before saying.  "Give me a call and we can talk about it." Having said
that, Leroy wrote a

   phone number on the back of Debbie's picture.





   CHAPTER 2





   Later that day, over dinner, Debbie asked me how my trip went.  After
telling her

   about work, I told her about what happened at the motel, leaving out a
few of the details

   of my participation.  She got a far away look in her eyes and was silent
for several

   minutes before saying.  "Would you have been as excited if you had seen
me, in that

   motel room?"



   Noting that there was no indication of her approval of my voyeurism in
her voice.  I

   pointed out that people would talk if they saw us with a black baby. 
Debbie agreed but

   then she pointed out that I never paid much attention to what others
thought.  I reminded

   her that Leroy and his sons love to leave a trail of love bites and
swollen nipples and

   clits.  Debbie gave me a strange look and said.  "She deserves to have
her clit and nipples

   as swollen as possible.  They might have even been too gentle on her."



   Stunned by Debbie's response, my raced to think of the correct response.
Debbie

   gave me a strange look and asked.  "Did you just get "turned-on or did
you get really

   excited?" Before I could answer, she said.  "From the way you spoke, I
think you wished

   that you were Kathy's husband."



   I wanted to deny that she was right but the wet spot in my pants and the
deep red

   blush on my face gave away my true feelings.  However, I said, nothing
and changed the

   subject.



   Two days later I found a calendar laying on top of my dresser.  At first
I didn't

   understand the meaning of the p's and o's.  However when I looked at
past months it

   dawned on me that this was a record of Debbie's periods.  The
significance of the o's

   eluded me a bit longer.  Finally I realized the o's represented the day
she ovulated.  Oh

   my God.  I knew when Debbie was to be fertile.  Was she telling me, on
purpose?

   Turning back to this month, I noticed that her period came toward the
end of the month.

   Then when I turned to the following month my chin almost hit the floor.
There before

   me was a day marked with an o and on that same day was the note, 'meet L
?'.  I was

   stunned.  In the years that we had been married, I had learned that
Debbie didn't like to

   talk about sex and would never tell me what she liked.  If I did
something she didn't like,

   Debbie would gently push me away.  The one time, I gave her a hickey on
her neck,

   Debbie scolded me for acting like a school boy.  Was this a hint about
meeting Leroy?





   Still, I was nervous about calling Leroy.  After all, I had to consider
the probable

   result of Debbie meeting with Leroy and his sons.  If they are
successful at impregnating

   Debbie, we will have the responsibility of raising a mixed race child.
As that though

   danced around in my brain, I reminded myself that seeing a white woman
with a mixed

   race baby wasn't that unusual.



   In bed that night, Debbie surprised me by initiating sex play and made
love to me

   with much more passion the usual.  The next day at work I had a hard
time focusing on

   my work.  I kept getting flash backs to the sights and sounds of Kathy
being bred.  When

   I got home, Debbie greeted me warmly and told me dinner wouldn't be
ready for almost

   an hour.  She then suggested that I take a shower and relax.  Although I
thought her

   suggestion was a bit strange and was surprised that dinner would be so
late, I went to the

   bedroom.



   As I walked into the bedroom, I noticed Debbie's diary laying open on
the bedside

   table.  In the past, I had never touched Debbie's diary but now it was
laying open,

   inviting me to look.



   Picking up the diary, I read.



   "When Bruce first mentioned his encounter with the white woman

   being black bred, I was a little shocked.  However, after I thought

   about it, I admitted to myself that I've had a secret fantasy about

   being gang-banged by well-hung blacks.  The idea of being

   impregnated by a black man excites and scares me.  Am I willing

   to deal with the prejudices of some?  How will this affect my

   child?  If I were put into a meeting with Leroy and his sons I will

   come home with a black baby in my womb.  It is also likely that

   they will cover my torso with signs that they have bred me in an

   orgy of lust.  If Bruce were to find out how I feel would he have

   the nerve to decide to succumb to our lusty fantasies and set up the

   meeting?"





   Setting Debbie's diary back on the table, I staggered into the shower.
As the hot

   water pelted me, I realized that Debbie had thrown the decision on me.
How well would

   I be able to deal with the snickers and snide comments made behind my
back?  Am I

   willing to admit that I have been cuckold?  How far into the cuckold
fantasy did she want

   me to go?  I didn't find the answer in the shower but when I returned to
the bedroom

   Debbie's diary was gone and Debbie had laid out my bathrobe.  She had
given me part of

   her answer.







   In bed later, when I attempted to have sex with Debbie, she pushed me on
my

   back, faced my feet and straddled my head.  As she lowered her pussy to
my mouth, she

   took my cock in her hand.  She said.  "If their cocks are as big as
you've said, I'll bet this

   is the only way she can get her husband off."



   Debbie lowered her pussy to my lips and took my cock in her mouth.  To
my

   surprise, she sucked my cock with more passion then ever before. 
However, I was really

   surprised when she swallowed my cum.





   The next day, I called Leroy.  His first question was to ask me, if I
was sure that I

   wanted to raise a black baby.  I answered by asking if he minded if I
watched.



   After we decided that it would be up to Debbie to decide what Leroy
could do to

   her.  He assured me with a chuckle, that they would only give her what
she could take.

   Before getting back to talking about when and where, Leroy said I should
show Debbie

   lots of love and affection during her first breeding.  I assured him
that I would and we

   quickly agreed to meet in the same motel on the day Debbie had selected.






   CHAPTER 3





   In bed that night, I casually asked Debbie if she would like to meet
Leroy, June

   ninth.  She kissed me and asked where.  I kissed Debbie and told her, we
would meet in

   the restaurant next to the motel.  Debbie pressed her boobs against me
and said.  "I guess

   it would be a good idea to leave my bathing suit home."



   After giving her a kiss, I whispered.  "I told Leroy that we would be
spending the

   whole weekend."



   She kissed me again and moved over me.  As she lowered her pussy to my
mouth,

   a string of girl juice drizzled across my face.  Would I like licking
Leroy's sperm from

   Debbie's pussy?  Did I really want to see Debbie's creamy soft flesh
marked by her black

   studs?  Right then I didn't have the answers but I did know that what
ever happened, I

   would still love and support Debbie.