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 Chocolate and cream in my wife's pussy By Bhuralund@gmail.com

   We had a big party for our 10th wedding anniversary.  We had invited all
our friends, colleagues and relatives to attend the specially arranged
party at our huge apartment.  Of course as any party goes, we all ended up
completely sloshed with alcohol when the party finally ended at 5 in the
morning.  My wife, dead drunk, and I fell asleep even without have sex -
which we had both wanted so badly.  Next morning was a horror.  At about 6
in the morning I got my boss' text message asking me to look for the front
page of the local newspapers as my company's CEO had been interviewed for
our involvement with a fraud company and all directors were supposed to be
prepared just in case any reporter called us.  So, even in the state of
hopelessness that follows a heavy drinking session, I grabbed my shorts and
got up to buy the newspapers.  The living room was in a terrible mess. 
Food, drinks, half-filled beer bottles, broken glasses, wine cartons,
debris of cake (from a splash-cake-at-your-neighbor's-face contest),
confetti, paper ribbons, party hats, and the likes filled the entire
apartment from the living room to the bedroom to the bathroom to the guest
room, study and even kitchen.  Bathrooms were in a mess too.  A few of my
friends had barfed out after binge drinking.  Oh my god, I thought.  And
then I had a dead drunk wife, who was dead to this world and was sleeping
like an Egyptian mummy.  How was I supposed to clean up?

   First things first, I thought and went down to buy the papers.  I saw
two garbage collectors collecting trash on the main road and thought of
asking their help.  Hell, I could pay them some money and they would be on.
They did look a bit uncouth though but hell, when have you seen pretty-boy
garbage collectors.  Both were black men in their 70s.  Their smelly and
shabby clothes and matted hair didn't give me any confidence but what
choice did I have.  It was either them or me.  I didn't really know them so
I asked the janitor of my building to ask them for help, gave him $50 and
the key to our apartment.  "Please stay with them and I will give you some
money later when I return," I told him.  He seemed to understand.  Even
though he is a black teenager, he is very polite and groomed.  And since he
is so athletic, the residents of the apartment block are always asking him
to help with stuff and I have never seen him frown or say no to anyone.

   Satisfied, I went out to buy the newspapers.  First I decided to read
the papers in a café and after clearing my still buzzing head with some
strong coffee and a few cigarettes but then the idea of having strange
black men in my house in my absence made me a bit queasy and I returned
home.  I had been out scarcely for 10 minutes.

   The janitor had left the keys outside, even though the door was closed.
I pushed the door open and realized that nothing had been cleaned yet. 
Angry at the lowly workers, I decided to give them a scolding of their life
but before I could, I heard the janitor's voice loud and clear.  "Fuck you
grandpa, don't ruin my chances here.  As it is it's difficult to get a job
for a convicted rapist like me...and you come here and start playing with a
white pussy.  Oh fuck grandpa, if you gotta finger her pussy do it fast
before the honky husband returns.  Actually I know she won't wake up.  The
bitch drinks like a fish and once she is drunk she sleeps till late...oh
you mother-fucking grandpa, what are you teasing me by rubbing your cock on
the slut's mouth...you are making me hot grandpa," he was going on.  I was
dumbfounded.  What the fuck!  But then I just couldn't barge in on the
three of them.  Old as they were, I would be no match in front of the three
black niggers' strength.

   Then I heard the teenage black janitor's voice again.  What he said made
my cock stir.  I was shocked that I was getting horned up listening to my
wife's sexual abuse at the hands of three filthy black grotesquely ugly
men. He said, "Quick gramps, don't worry, she won't wake up.  Just slowly
ease your black old grampa cock in her mouth.  Yes, I have enjoyed her many
times while she was dead drunk.  She will suck you through her drunken
sleep.  That's why I like this job, this bitch is a total drunk slut.  Once
she's drunk you can do anything to her.  Yeah, that's it.  See I told ya,
ain't her mouth like a sweet pussy?  But please be gentle, don't hurt her
with your monster fuckpole...as it is only one-third of its length in and
her mouth is stretched like crazy." With that I heard what sounded like the
sound of a camera.  Fuck, the mother-fucking crazy black teenager was
taking pictures of my drunken wife with his grandfather's black meat inside
her mouth.  I gotta see this, the head of my hard six-inch cock told my
brain and I sneaked inside the bedroom.

   My wife was lying sprawled on the bed.  The janitor was standing with
his jeans around his ankles he was not wearing any underwear.  His uncut
black cock was hanging down over a pair of most gigantic hairy black balls
I have ever seen.  A drop of shiny precum was slowly stretching down with
gravity.  He was slightly bent taking a close-up of his grandfather's meaty
cock down my wife's mouth.  The grandfather, in all his dirty glory, was
holding my wife's long black silky hair like a horse's tail and he was
fucking her mouth slowly.  He would push his mammoth black cock in
carefully and then pull out.  Then I saw that the other garbage collector
had carefully parted my wife's legs and had been slowly pulling her panties
off (she had fallen asleep wearing only her panties and bra).  Once he
removed the panties, he sat down next to her hairy pussy and bent down to
take a good long sniff.  He looked like a black dog sniffing the ground for
a hidden bone.  Only in his case, the bone was actually in his own pants.
He was probably looking for a nice warm moist place to stick his black bone
in.  And that thought was exciting me.

   Once he had sniffed the pussy like it was vintage wine, he looked up at
the ceiling and snorted like a bull in heat.  His already wide black
nostrils flared and he sniffed a few more times.  Then he bent down again
and dug his black ugly face in the hair of my wife's pussy.  He rolled his
mouth on the dry land and tried to push his entire closed mouth in her big
pussy.  Then he gave a few quick licks to the hairy pussy mound before
getting up and scooping some left over cake from the side table.  He
started smearing the cake all over her pussy.  He took extra care to stuff
some spongy bits inside the pussy slit and used the fresh cream to make the
pussy slit become wet, frothy, slick and absolutely delicious.  After a few
minutes of crafting he stood up and enjoying his handiwork.  It looked
good. My wife's pussy was now totally covered with pure white creamy cake.
It looked like a cake itself.  I momentarily turned to look at the nigger
grandpa still fucking my wife's lovely and now wet with precum mouth with
his giant purple-black uncut cock.  When I turned back, I saw the other old
nigger had hauled out a dirty grey-black meaty cock slab and was rubbing
some chocolate all over his cock head.  It looked fantastic.  His dirty and
veiny ugly cock was transformed into a giant chocolate popsicle.  It looked
very delicious.  Even to a straight man like me.  I felt drawn to the
chocolate covered black cock like a sex-crazed man.  It took all my will
power to stop me from barging in and eating that 10-inch long, 6-inch thick
uncut cock covered with chocolate from tip to root.  It was a sight to
behold to see that ugly, dirty smelly black nigger, his dirty shabby
overalls, pulled zipped down to his ass, standing two feet away from my 99%
naked wife...her pussy stuffed full of cake, left over from our tenth
wedding anniversary.

   Then the fucking nigger pulled his foreskin back and stuffed some more
chocolate inside, as if to bait me.  And his cock, defying his age of
nearly 70, was standing erect, rock hard like a harpoon waiting to plunge
in the pussy of sea.  Before my eyes, that chocolate-human prong advanced
ahead as he straddled my wife's legs and pulled her hips up, placing both
her legs on his shoulders still covered with his dirty overall and started
rubbing his chocolate salami up and down my wife's cake stuffed pussy.  Oh
man, I was delirious with lust...waiting to smear some chocolate on my own
cock and fuck my cake-slut of a drunken wife.  But the old nigger beat me
to it and slowly filled her fuck slat with his fuck pole.  Oh the sight! 
That thick and long black chocolate spear plunging in the depths of my
wife's pussy hole!  The cake parted way like sea parted way for Moses and
the black Moses went ahead to mount the ravaging fires of my wife's super
hot hairy pussy.  The butter, fresh cream and the sticky chocolate all made
the slow fucking the most erotic memory in my mind.  Some chocolate came
off his cock and mixed with the cake, and some white cake smeared and
rubbed on his cock.  He fucked her slowly and then like a crazed black
convict raping his victim.  He fucked and I could feel my wife's ass moving
up to meet his "sweet" thrusts.  He fucked her till the chocolate and the
cake became one and then in one final grunt he pulled out his cock and
aiming at the culinary mess in my wife's pussy shot what must surely have
been a tea-cup of vintage black sperm.  It sat all over my wife's pussy
like a jelly decoration on a dessert.

   At the same time, grandfather seeing his partner's hot action, came too.
He pulled out his cock from my wife's mouth and held the uncut tip just at
the parted lips.  And we all could see jets after jets of ropey, thick
streams of his black seed depositing in my wife's mouth.  Once he was done,
he just wiped his slimy cock over my wife's face.  His teenaged grandson
pushed him and pounded on his nine-inch cock like a mad man and deposited
his own fresh, boycum to his grandfather's yellow sperm.  Then they all
turned around.  I took it as my cue to depart from the apartment lest I be
caught as a voyeur.  I was just in time to close the door when they entered
the living room.

   I read my papers while sitting on the stairs of the upper floor giving
them half an hour to clean up and then rang the doorbell.  The door opened
promptly and I was relieved to see that they were just tying the plastic
bags with the garbage to take then down.  I handed them one more $50 bill
and said my thanks and my favorite chocolate cock nigger winked at me. 
Once they had gone, I rushed inside, secretly disappointed that they must
have cleaned up my wife too.  I was in for a delicious surprise.  My wife
lay as she was when I left them with her - her mouth covered in gooey sperm
shot by the grandfather and grandson and her pussy covered with the mess of
chocolate and cake.  I dove in like a mad man, sucking eating swallowing
and cleaning up my wife's sweet pussy.  I swooped the jelly of the black
nigger's cum like it was beluga in my mouth and once the pussy was cleaned
till the deep recesses of its pussy folds, I slowly moved to her mouth. 
The thick white creamy cum was still dripping from her mouth and it didn't
take me to flush it out with my fingers and eat it like fresh cream.  Then
I fucked her afresh with my rock hard six inch cock.  After cumming inside
the pussy I again sucked my own cum out with my mouth.

   After I had wiped her pussy with a wet cloth and helped her into a fresh
pair of underwear to remove any suspicion from her mouth, I saw a note
scribbled in dirty handwriting - "9834587698 - call me when you want a
second dose of chocolate cock in your slut's cunt...and your mouth.  Leon".
I heaved a sigh of sexual relief and came inside my shorts without even
touching my cock.