Hubby's Control

HUBBY'S CONTROL by Sandra It was two months into my pregnancy before my husband brought the black guys round again. It was after he had been out drinking for the evening and he arrived home with six of them. I had already gone to bed and I heard them open the bedroom door and as I looked up they all began undressing. I just stared at them as they walked towards the bed and my husband switched on the light as he arrived with the camcorder. For the next couple of hours they took turns fucking me while my husband filmed the whole thing. This happened several times a week for the next couple of months and I began to find the sex exciting and very enjoyable. I was now about six months into my pregnancy and my belly was heavily swollen with my black child. I woke up one morning after a torrid sex session with four or five black men to see my husband sitting in front of the TV wanking over the night before's tape. As I had my bath I started to think about what I should do about this situation. It was clear that my husband got off on my situation and I had to admit that the sex was extremely satisfying. I had never had so many orgasms as I had the night before. I felt that I needed to gain control over the situation. I just could not stand the thought of my husband enjoying what he had put me through. I had to do something to turn the tables and get the control away from him. I went into the bedroom and got dressed into a short summer maternity dress without a bra and panties as I found them increasingly uncomfortable. I went into the kitchen to grab a coffee and told my husband that I was going shopping. He did not seem pleased and I had the faint glimmer of an idea about my husbands enjoyment. Maybe it was the control aspect that played a large part in his enjoyment, the fact that he decided who, when and where. Anyway he certainly did not seem that happy for me to be going shopping dressed this way. My husband actually picked up the car keys and told me that he had some things to get in town and that he would come with me. When we arrived I arranged to meet him later at a small bar where we could get a drink and some lunch. I wandered around the shops and eventually started to make my way to this bar. As I did so I passed a pool hall which was populated entirely with black men. As I glanced in I could see that I knew two or three of the men inside intimately. They noticed me and came to the door, inviting me inside and introducing me to some of the other men. I looked around and roughly counted 22 guys, all black and some fairly rough looking. I was escorted to the bar where they bought me a beer and started to chat to me. There was about 25 pool tables in the room with a small seating area in front of a TV set. One of the guys I knew gestured to a table but I refused. I was mindful of my lack of undergarments. I didn't want to start a riot. I began to wonder about my motivations. I realized I hadn't thought about my husband in quite a while. Others joined our conversation and finally I was introduced to all the Guys...One of the guys said jokingly, "I don't remember my wife looking as good as you when she was pregnant." We all laughed and I thanked him. I asked if they thought my outfit was inappropriate for a pregnant woman. Everyone agreed that it was just fine. Not surprising since they were all men. I could see that I was having an effect on them. It was exactly the effect that I had hoped for. Now, however, I was beginning to feel sorry for them. My teasing had got them worked up and I knew they were excited. Seeing all these horny men around me was making me horny and I could feel the moisture between my legs. I decided it was time to leave and I began to say my good-byes. I suddenly realized that something was touching my waist. I looked down to see a pair of black hands gently holding me at the waist. I suddenly became aware of a huge lump pressing into the crack of my ass. I wondered how long I had been leaning against the man. As I started to pull away, the man said, "Stay here as long as you want, mam." I noticed that he was slowly grinding his bulge into my ass. I knew I should move away but I couldn't. I loved the feeling of that big cock rubbing against me. I found myself pushing my ass back against the thrusting black man. This had to stop. We were getting carried away. The rest of the guys were watching our act with increasing interest. It was making me hotter than hot.I looked around to get a look at the monster teasing my bottom. The man was wearing loose fitting trousers and the bulge was making a fair sized tent. As I turned slightly to get a look at the man's hidden tentpole, he slowly worked his zipper down. My heart started pounding and my chest began heaving. "Should I take it out?" I kept staring at his hand, unable to say anything. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't think straight. I knew that I should stop this act and get away, but something held me in place. The man took my silence as permission to continue. Soon, I found myself looking at the largest cock that I had ever seen. I stared in awe at the beast. The man began rubbing his cock against the slick material of my dress. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the large piece of flesh rubbing against me. I wanted to touch it but I couldn't bring myself to make such a move. I found myself meeting the man's thrusts as his cock rubbed against me.. It must have been a foot long. I also noticed that most of the other men had their cocks out and the sight almost made me faint. I noticed another thing, as well. The black man rubbing me had moved his hands up my waist and was teasing the underside of my breasts. He seemed reluctant to cup them fully. I guessed that he was afraid that I might move away. The fact is I wanted him to squeeze my tits more than anything.Slowly the black man eased his big hands around my tits and began to gently squeeze. I closed my eyes and took in the sensations of the hands on my tits and the cock rubbing my ass. I was in heaven. Suddenly, he removed his hands and I was crushed. I wanted those hands back on my tits, but he had another idea. My attention was drawn to the hem of my dress which had ridden up. His hands were now pulling on the hem, raising it slowly up my leg. Out of reflex I put my hands to the front of my dress to keep my pussy from being revealed. He continued raising my hem in the back until I felt the smooth skin of his cock on my bottom. He then pulled the hem back down,trapping his hard cock inside my dress.The rubbing began again. His hands returned to my tits. Every eye in the room was trained on me. The crack of my ass was getting slick from the man's pre-cum. I still couldn't move away. I realized that moving away was the last thing I wanted to do. His stokes against my ass were getting longer. I felt another sticky wetness on my leg and I knew it was from me. My body knew what was happening yet my brain was in neutral. My body was making preparations and my brain was only now realizing, "The man is going to fuck me."At that very moment I felt the man's cock stretching the opening of my pussy. As he slowly impaled me, I came, flooding his cock with my juices.Slowly he began to pump. I began to ride up and down on his black fuckstick. I was surprised that it fit. Then again, I was very wet. I felt his hands massage my breasts. I heard another man say, "Look at that, she's really fucking him." Another said, "I can't believe that she's letting him do that, with a bun in her oven."After my second orgasm the man said, "Let's go sit on the couch." I was disappointed when he pulled his cock out of me and I was eager to put it back where it belonged. The man sat on the couch and I quickly straddled him. Again he stretched my cock hungry pussy as I settled down on his pole. As I bottomed out, I leaned down to kiss the man whose cock was embedded in my pussy. I realized that the man was very ugly. He was the type of man that would scare me under normal circumstances, but now I just wanted him to fuck me hard.We were now drawing a crowd. The long anticipation was over. It was no longer a matter of whether I should be here with all these men. I was so hot that I decided to completely let go. I invited the other men to join in. Quickly, a second man began to rub my tits as I pumped the black cock. The men avoided my belly at first. Later they stroked it. A third man spit into his hand and used the lubricant to grease up my ass. He then pushed his cock into my asshole and began matching my strokes on cock number 1. I've never felt so full. I had a third orgasm that must have lasted for 20 seconds. When I finally opened my eyes, I noticed the second man standing on the couch offering me his cock. I swallowed it immediately and began sucking hard.. I was being thoroughly fucked by three well-hung men. My orgasms were almost continuous. The man in my mouth shot his load first. Without thinking, I put my mouth over the next cock that was presented to my mouth. He was wanking his cock into my face and them pumped several strings of sperm down my throat and into my belly. The black man fucking my pussy was now ready to cum. He buried his cock into me and blew out his load. I could feel the pressure of the surge. It caused me to orgasm again. When he was done, I got off allowing the load to drip out. I knelt down and cleaned the man's cock and licked up the cum from his belly. When finished, I stood up and asked,"Whose next?"Several men moved forward at once. I held up my hands and said, "I can't do you all at once." I pointed to the three closest guys and had the first sit down on the couch. I decided it was time to remove my dress. Man number 2 new what to do when I raised my arms. In one smooth move he grabbed the hem of my dress and raised it over my head. I was glad to see that the man on the couch had a nice large hard-on. I gave a couple of strokes to the cocks of the other two chosen studs. With three more hard cocks ready for my body, I proceeded to straddle the man on the couch. In no time he was pounding me pretty hard. It was great.I motioned for the other two to assume their positions. Soon, I was filled up with cock again. The guy in my pussy added to the already mind blowing stimulation by sucking on my nipples. He stepped off the sofa and another man took his place. This went on and on as the guys filled me with their cum and then were replaced by another. I had numerous orgasms as my body was pounded. Ishould say that they fucked me good and hard, but they never got too rough. They were mindful of the baby that was growing in my womb. After taking on all of the men I remembered that I was supposed to meet my husband in the bar up the street. I said my goodbyes and wiped myself down with a towel that one of the men produced. After slipping on my dress I walked out of the door and down the street to the bar to meet my husband. As I looked in the door I could see hin sitting in a booth nursing a beer. I walked in and carefully sat down opposite. He asked me where I had been and why I was so late. When I told him he called me a liar and it was not until I told him to check my dripping pussy that he believed me. I had been right about the control aspect, it was that which excited him. He was not so keen on me screwing when it was not set up by him and I was willing. I have told him that he started me off on interracial sex and now that I enjoyed it I was planning to carry on whether he liked it or not. He called me a bitch and walked out of the bar. Maybe I should go back to the pool hall ??? What do you think?? 5091 1.41/512345