The Redhead

We were both food shopping while she was pushing a stroller, putting her groceries underneath. As it happens occasionally, we were passing each other on every aisle. She was pretty, long red hair, freckles, and a beautiful ass. I was enjoying my luck to have something that attractive to look at while doing a mundane chore like food shopping. Then I saw the baby, a little black girl, but way too big for the stroller she was in. She saw me looking and I told her that her little girl was very pretty. She seemed embarrassed when she said thank you.

The little black baby sent my addiction amok. Now, every time I saw that ass, I imagined black hands holding onto those hips while he pounded her with his huge cock. And those lips, what they would look like sliding up and down a black cock as she knelt before him. Every time I passed her another fantasy played through my mind. I pictured them kissing as she pulled him close. Then he would remove her blouse, his hand would find those porcelain tits and she would watch the contrast until she went back to kissing him.

My addiction was my ex-wife's fault although some of the blame belongs to me. Even before we were married, my ex and I would spice up our sex life with sexy stories. "Do you have a story for me," became her standard way of initiating sex. But there was only so many stories my little mind could come up with. Fortunately, I found Literotica and discovered a treasure trove of stories to tell her. The interracial section quickly became my favorite. I never let on that the stories were no longer my imagination, and in the beginning, I never mentioned the race of the characters.

Reading interracial stories led to watching interracial porn and I began to fantasize watching my wife taking black dick. There are a lot of stories on Literotica where men tell how they got their wives to go black. First, I occasionally introduced interracial sex into our stories, always a white woman with a black man. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I swore her orgasm was unusually intense those times. My wife rarely commented on my stories.

Story telling became our significant part of our foreplay and I was telling her stories three times a week and half had an interracial theme. She was also loving playing the submissive after a few glasses of wine, with me calling her a slut and a whore while smacking her ass, pussy or tits. The next step was an average size black dildo. I explained I bought the dildo for those times I finished before she had a chance to come. More often, I would penetrate her with the dildo first getting her worked up. I was surprised how quickly she took the dildo covered with her juices into her mouth. I would smack her ass and tell her to suck on that black cock while I fuck you slut cunt. Her orgasms were over the top, sometimes she would squirt, but she would always be almost comatose. As soon as she started moving, I would shove my cock back into her mouth and force her into cleaning my cock.

A second, larger black dildo was introduced. I would make her watch as the character in the movie watched her black master fill her cunt. By the expression on her face, I could tell she was loving the fantasy. I said, we need to find a real black cock to fill your pussy, she moaned and came so hard she ejected the dildo from her cunt. Every night that week we repeated that fantasy as we watched more and more interracial porn.

One Saturday morning over coffee, she said, "You are getting carried away with interracial stuff."

"But you seem to be enjoying it, haven't your orgasms been earth shattering?"

"Yes, but I think you're trying to move this from our sexy story telling into reality."

"I think it would be really hot to watch you with a black man."

"I'm warning you my dear husband, once that happens it can't be undone, and what if I really like it. Will you be happy being my cuckold?"

I tried not to act overly excited that my dreams may come true and suggested we try it once, and it would only take one no to keep it from happening again.

There were never any second thoughts, the first time led to a second time and then a third. All men we found online. My wife wanted something different. She wanted to pick up a man in a bar. The first black guy wasn't happy that I was going to be in the room, but he relented. My wife started seeing him without me but the whole point of this manipulation was so that I could watch. She started going out every Friday and Saturday night to find new black cock to fuck. If I was lucky, she would send me videos of her getting fucked by black cock or doubled teamed. One night she got gang banged on a pool table and came home covered in cum with more pouring out of her ass and cunt.

One of her bulls started demanding she go black only, by that time I was only getting occasional blowjobs anyway while she told me about her night. Then he banned blow jobs. He had "black cocks only" tattooed above her cunt and ass. Her bull wanted her to force me to lick her clean after he was done with her, I called bullshit and divorced her. Occasionally she would send me videos. The last one was a year ago, and she was very pregnant.

Sorry for the long side story there but I wanted you to understand how my imagination was running away from me as I followed this redhead around the supermarket. My cock was hard in my trousers, and I was certain my shorts were getting wet with my precum. As luck would have it, I ended up behind her in the checkout line. I watched her bending over to remove the items from the stroller. God I wanted one shot at her ass, I imagined it in panties, I imagined it with my cock in her asshole, I imagined a big black cock in that asshole. I had to rein myself in before I came in my pants. In reality, she would be done checking out before me and then lost forever.

Then the gods shined down on me or maybe Satan, my little redhead didn't have enough cash to pay for all the items she had selected. The chivalrous gentleman I am, told the cashier to add one of the items to my till. My new friend thanked me. The baby started fussing and she said she would meet me outside.

The poor redhead had a tear in her eye as she fed the baby a jar of baby food.

"I am so sorry about that; I thought I had calculated it out right."

"Not a problem I said, I've done it a hundred times and that's not counting the number of times I forgot my wallet or my checkbook."

She was talking about her daughter who was six months old when she yelled out 'holy shit.'

Holding her daughter in her arms, she went running into the parking lot. I realized there was a police car and a tow truck that was hooking up to a piece of shit car that I couldn't believe would even run. The redhead was frantic trying to get into the car.

"What seems to be the problem officer?"

He gave me a nasty look and said, "The car is being impounded, a shit load of unpaid moving violations and even more parking violations."

"OK, can we hit pause for a second so the young lady can get her shit out of the car. It certainly wouldn't look good if you towed her car with the car seat still in it."

He gave me another nasty look, then turned to the tow truck driver and told him to take a couple of laps around the block. The he turned to me and said, "You have five minutes."

My car wasn't that far away so I pulled in behind the redhead's car and started moving shit over, I couldn't believe how much stuff she had in the car. In jests I said, "Are you living in this thing?"

The look on her face told me I just fucked up.

It took more than five minutes to get all her stuff in my jeep, than we had to go back and get our groceries.

With the baby tucked in the car seat, we both had the 'what now' look on our faces.

"Are you hungry, when was the last time you ate?" I said.

"A couple of days ago. I'm trying to keep Angela fed."

"And what's your name?"

"People call me Amy but it's actually a Gaelic name that's hard to pronounce."

"I know an old school sandwich shop around the corner if you care to join me."

Just then her stomach growled, and I took that as a yes.

Over lunch and through a lot of tears she said she started dating this black guy and her family threw her out. She ended up moving in with the guy and found out she was pregnant a few months later. He didn't want her to have the baby but her Irish catholic up bringing wouldn't allow for an abortion. A month ago, he threw her and the baby out because the baby kept him up during the day and he worked night shift. So, she's been living in her car since then.

Amy wolfed down her sub, started in on the half of mine I didn't want while feeding the baby some crust.

"There's a woman's shelter around the corner, you can drop me off there. They'll let me stay there another week."

"Then what Amy?"

"I don't know. My parents said I could come home if I put Angela up for adoption. Obviously I don't want to do that, but I don't even have a car to sleep in anymore."

"I have a two bedroom condo, you can come and stay with me. At least for tonight why you try and sort through alternatives," I said while bouncing Angela on my lap.

"You're not some kind of pervert that will chain me up in your basement are you."

"Whether I'm a pervert or not could be debatable, but there is no basement, I don't have any chains and I promise, you will be free to leave whenever you want."

"Fuck" she said, "I'm so fucked, and I don't have a lot of options. I'll try it for one night and if I see any bondage shit I'm out."

"You are free to search the entire condo for any bondage gear, sex toys and chains. You will not find any."

It took an hour to move Amy and Angela's shit into my place, Amy gave Angela a bath and then took a shower while I cooked up some chicken and rice. While we ate, she asked me for my story.

"I was married and a few years ago, she told me she wanted to open our marriage. At the time I didn't think it was a bad idea. She started taking up with black men, sometimes multiple black men and decided she loved one of them more than me. That's the PG version. We've been divorced for almost three years now."

"I'm sorry to hear that, when was the last time you heard from her?"

"A year ago she sent me a video of her getting fucked by some black guy and she was very pregnant at the time."

"Is that why you helped me, because I reminded you of your ex?"

"I don't think so, I would have helped you any way. It was simply the right thing to do."

"If I stayed here past tonight, would you expect me to have sex with you."

"Amy, you are a very beautiful young lady and it's been almost four years since I've had sex with anything but my hand. I would not demand that you have sex with me or threaten to throw you and your daughter out if you didn't. But I would certainly not say no to any offers."

Angela was falling asleep in my lap and Amy said she had to put her to bed and would probably fall asleep with her. She thanked me again and went to sleep in what had been my guest room.

In the morning, I was making everybody scrambled eggs. Amy was trying to feed Angela some eggs while holding her in her lap.

"We need a highchair," I said.

"And as long as we're making wishes, how about a crib and a playpen," Amy said.

I said, "Let's go to Walmart."

Two hours later, we were setting up a highchair, playpen and a crib. Angela seemed to like her playpen. Amy liked being able to feed Angela without the wrestling match and having to wear half the food she was trying to get into her baby's mouth.

That night, I was lying in bed and thinking about masturbating. I had an interracial porn video playing on my TV with the sound muted when Amy came into my room in a night shirt.

She looked at the TV and said, "I really want to thank you for your kindness the last two days. There have been too many men who treated me like shit including my baby's daddy that I let fuck me. What possible reason could I have for not trying to please the man who treated me with kindness."

Amy pulled off her night shirt, pulled down the blankets and took my cock in her mouth.

"Do you like that stuff, interracial porn, white women being fucked by big black cocks."

She had me deep in her throat, her nose pressed against my bell.

I croaked out a yes.

"Over the three years I was with Angela's daddy, I was with many black men. Sometimes I was gang banged, just like your wife. I can tell you about them. I can tell you about the first time Angela's father fucked me, how full I felt, how hard and how many times I came. It was the greatest experience of my life. Would it please you if I told you all about it, how much I loved seeing his black hands on me."

Amy started sucking on my cock again as her fingers were plowing her cunt. I watched as she made herself come. I came shortly after. She sucked me dry and headed back to her room carrying her night shirt. Before she left, she thanked me for the baby stuff.

Amy came back every other night to thank me. The next night she told me how she lost her virginity and more:

"There were four of us girls who were virgins on the night of our prom, we had all turned 18 in the weeks before. None of us really wanted to give up our virginity to the dweebs in our high school but we didn't want to go off to college with our hymens intact. So, we agreed that prom night would be the night. The sex was so disappointing for all four of us. You couldn't really blame the boys, none of us knew what we were doing."

"My best friend Lisa's family owned a shore house that they hardly ever used. Somehow she managed to get her parents to let us stay there for the summer and that first week after graduation, the boys joined us."

"Since we weren't virgins anymore we went wild. We were naked most of the time, after the first couple days we were swapping partners. Basically, there were orgies going on multiple times each day. We were 18 and unsupervised. My count went from one to four in that week, plus the first time I was doubled team. None of the girls had any regrets and the sex actually got better as we figured shit out. Not great but better."

Amy had climbed onto my cock during the second part of that story. Her eyes were closed as she relived that week. She was mauling her tits as she rocked back and forth on my cock. My mind was racing, picturing an 18 year old Amy getting doubled team. I was surprised I lasted as long as I did, and Amy came with me. She laid her head on my chest for a bit and then licked my cock clean. Again, she thanked me for taking care of her and the baby.

The next time we got together, she told me about the second week at the shore house.

"The following weekend the parents found out that the boys were staying at the shore house with us and demanded that they get out. We were sad that they left. By the second day we were horny as hell. We had been getting fucked multiple times a day and then nothing. On the third day, we were drinking and smoking some pot and we started playing truth or dare. We were pretty use to being naked around the house, so we were only wearing t-shirts and panties. Jeanie lost a dare and Lisa had her remove her shirt and show us how she played with her tits. The whole vibe of the room changed."

"After that, every lost dare ended up with some type of solo sex act. I think only Lisa still had her panties on when Jeanie lost to her again. Lisa demanded that Jeanie suck on her tits. I expected Jeanie to balk but she had always been a little submissive and I was surprised when she crossed the room and kneeled down in front of Lise and took her tit into her mouth. Both girls were getting into it. Lisa stood up, slipped off her panties and sat down in the armchair. Lisa told Jeanie to come lick her cunt. I was shocked when Jeanie crawled across the floor and buried her face in Lisa's pussy. It was the hottest thing I ever saw."

"I turned to Kate, and realized we were both busy playing with our pussies. Kate took her drenched fingers out of her pussy, and I sucked them clean. It wasn't the first time I tasted another woman, the whole week before every cock I sucked tasted like pussy. And then we were on the floor licking each other's cunts. Lisa had Jeanie on her back and Lisa was riding Jeanie's face. Just like I am riding yours."

While she was telling me about the second week, Amy had her cunt hovering right above my mouth, I could barely reach it with my tongue. Sometimes she would shift forward, so I was tonguing her ass.

"Black men don't eat pussy. It's been so long since I had a man lick my cunt, do I taste good?"

I managed to mumble something like yes, young pussy always taste good. She was riding my face. I slipped my thumb into her ass, and she really liked that.

"Devon said many white men like seeing their wives fucked by black men. I bet it was you who wanted to open your marriage and you were the one who pushed her to fuck black men. When you were following me around the store, were you thinking how hot it would be to watch me take a black cock?"

Again, I mumbled a yes.

"What a good boy, I need a good cunt licker in my life. But now I'll let you have my cunt again."

Amy came off my face and impaled herself on my cock. She started licking her juices off my face.

"First I fell in love with the taste of cunt and sperm mixed together on some guy's cock, then I fell in love with Kate's cunt. Of course, we tasted each other the next days, but Lisa always slept with Jeanie and I always slept with Kate."

Amy started coming and locked her cunt onto my cock like a vice. I thought she was going to pull it off, but it did make me come hard. She licked my cock clean again.

She gathered her things, "Like I said, I love the way cunt and sperm tastes together.

"Did you like watching black men fuck your wife? Was it everything you dreamed of?"

She left before I could answer.

I had trouble sleeping. The change in the dynamic of my relationship with Amy went around and around in my mind like a merry go round. She was subtly becoming dominant in our sex that night. Amy was beautiful, but it bothered me on some level. And for the first time, I admitted to someone that I drove my wife to fuck black men.

There were some subtle changes in our lives the next morning. As usual, I made breakfast as Amy fed Angela. Normally, Amy would be in some frumpy pajamas or fully dressed, today she wore a worn t-shirt that did nothing to cover her nipples and some skimpy panties.

"Judging by the bulge in your pants, I think you like the way I'm dressed."

She was rubbing my cock through my gym shorts.

"What do you like best, my panty covered ass or seeing my nips poking through. I am always amazed at how turned on men get when seeing nips. I think it was that summer after I graduated that I noticed or maybe because I stopped wearing a bra that summer. I only started again when I became pregnant and had forgotten how much I loved a man staring at my nips. What do you like better, nips or panties?"

"Both,' I said.

"Thongs?" I shook my head no.

"If you want, I could dress like this every day for you. I even can pick up some sexier panties. Would you like that? Will you give me your credit card and keys?"

Her hand had moved up to my chest, she was pressing her sex against my leg. I managed to squeak out a "yes," as she pulled my cock out of my shorts.

'Knowing I'm turning you on will make my pussy wet and I will need you to lick me again. Will you lick me while Angela is taking her nap? Will you lick me whenever I want?"

Again, I said yes.

"I knew you were going to be a good boy."

Amy dropped to her knees, removed her t-shirt and jerked me off so that I came on her tits. She began rubbing my come in.

"Today, when men are looking at my tits, I'll know they are covered with cum."

Amy took my car and shopping and came back a couple hours later with some Victoria Secret bags. She wouldn't let me see what she bought or the receipt. She didn't give me the card back, but she was still wearing the t-shirt with her nips showing.

Later in the day, Amy came out from putting Angela down for a nap with a towel and sat on the couch. She called me over and told me to get ready to lick her pussy. I knelt down between her legs and she pulled my face against her pussy.

"Smell me, smell how wet I am. I've completely soaked through my panties. Wearing this t-shirt with my nips out was making me wet as the men ogled me. Now, take my panties off."

Amy lifted her ass so I could slide her panties off. She began pulling her lips apart.

"You were really good last night, even better than Kate."

She had pulled my face against her pussy, and I was licking away.

"It's unusual for a man to be a better cunt licker than a woman but you certainly are, yes, lick me right there. Did your wife enjoy your tongue?"

I mumbled a yes, she was steering my head to where she wanted me to lick.

She shifted her hips up and said, "Now, tongue my ass, Kate liked her tongue in my ass. As Jeanie was Lisa's submissive, Kate became mine. I enjoyed having a lover so eager to please me. Are you eager to please me?"

It was hard to answer with my tongue buried in her ass. I mumbled something that Amy took as a yes and she said I was a good boy. She guided me back to her clit and came a few minutes later. Amy pulled me up to her face and began licking her juices off my face. Then she pushed me down to her tits.

"You've been ignoring my tits, that's not very nice, especially as I've been showing them off all day."

I sucked on one and then the other, flicking her nipples with my tongue.

"You are good, I'll have to invite Kate over. She has some nice big tits, super sensitive. You could make her come if you licked her tits like this. Put some fingers in my cunt and make me come again."

I slid two fingers in and began finger fucking her, she came in minutes. And then dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out.

"Time to return the favor. I don't want my good boy to get frustrated."

She pulled off her t-shirt, jerked me off onto her tits again and the rubbed it in. she licked her fingers when she was done.

"I like the way your come tastes. Such a good boy. Now it's time for a nap."

Amy slid her panties on and headed back to the room she shared with Angela.

She knew I was staring at her ass as she walked away and was outing some extra swing into her hips. My cock got hard again. I was wondering if she was really going to invite Kate over.

Normally, Amy would visit me bedroom every other night. This night, she was wearing a white half cup bra and some lacy white panties.

"Do you like," she asked. I nodded yes.

"I wanted to tell you about our visit to the sex shop. The four of us were enjoying each other's cunts and ass but Lisa wanted something long and hard to fuck Jeanie with. We headed downtown to this sex shop. I was amazed at all the stuff they had in there. Lisa bought Jeanie a collar that said slut on it and a leash. We bought a couple of strap on dildos and several large black ones."

"Is that how you got your wife to like black cock by using black dildos on her or did you start with interracial porn like you often watch here?"

Amy was slowly riding my cock, rocking her hips back and forth.

"Interracial porn and then the dildos."

"We loved the black dildos, so much more satisfying then the white high school boys we had been fucking. Lisa and I were going to town on poor Jennie and Kate with the strap ons. But Lisa decided she wanted the real thing."

"The following Friday night we went to an all ages club and that's where I met Devon. I'm sure you want to hear all about that night, how Lisa had us all dress in the sluttiest clothes and Devon and his crew knew we were white sluts looking for black cock."

Amy began coming and latched onto my cock again, I came again inside her.

"Is that what your wife did, dress up as a slut and go searching for black cock."

"Not in the beginning," I said. "We started with black guys on-line and then she wanted to try something different so she went to a bar and picked someone up. The guys on-line knew that I would be watching. Almost all the bar guys said no to that so she started leaving me home. One guy became her bull and wanted her to go black only and then he wanted me to lick her cunt clean when they were done. I was never going to clean someone's cum out of her cunt and since I wasn't getting any, I filed for divorce."

For the first time since she moved in, Amy snuggled up against me, laid her head on my shoulder and fell asleep. Sometime during the night, Angela started crying and Amy got up to tend to her. In the morning, she was in shorts and a regular shirt, but very quiet. It was a beautiful day so we took Angela for a walk in a stroller we bought at a secondhand store.

While we were walking, Amy said, "I'm sorry your marriage ended that way."

"We both knew the risk when we agreed to open the marriage. It was a mistake and I was so wrapped up in my fantasy that I didn't see it coming until it was too late. Afterwards I did a lot of reading and most marriages only last two years after the couple decides to open things."

"Would you do it again, knowing what you know now?"

"No Amy, I wouldn't. She was very pregnant the last time I saw her in a video. I don't know where she ended up. I could lie and say I don't care but I helped get her where she is. I'm left with a lot of regrets."

"Is that one of the reasons you're helping me, sort of helping your wife by proxy."

"I didn't really think that way, especially at first. The black man and young white girl was on my mind when I was following you around the store. But all that changed, realizing you and your baby were living in your car with nothing to eat. With the exception of your story telling at night, I never think of you with a black man."

Amy was quiet on the way home and put Angela down for a nap. She would usually come out after Angela fell asleep, looking for me to lick her to another orgasm but this time she stayed in her room. Amy was quiet all through dinner, I gave Angela her bath while Amy sat in the bathroom and watched me. When the bath was done, Amy took Angela and got her ready for bed. Normally, Amy would come out and watch TV with me but this night she didn't.

I had turned the TV off and was in bed when Amy came in. She just lifted the blankets and snuggled up against me, her head was on my chest again. There was no sex, I was ok with that. Sometime during the night, Angela started crying and Amy got up to tend to her.

The next morning, Amy made me hard as soon as she walked out of the bedroom. The t-shirt could not have been thinner and you could see the blue half cup bra underneath and her nipples were piecing the fabric of the t-shirt.

She came over to me and grabbed my cock in my shorts. "Does my good boy like what he sees, it feels like he does. And what about these sexy panties you bought me."

Amy pulled the t-shirt over her head and modeled her new underwear.

"Should I leave the t-shirt off? I like the way this bra holds my tits up. Feel my ass in these panties."

I always loved Amy's ass and the way the panties hugged her curves was making my dick really hard.

"Looks like my good boy is happy to see me," she said as she pulled down my shorts. Amy pushed me back in a chair and took my cock in her mouth.

"Will my good boy take me shopping for some clothes for Angela after I make him come. I'll wear a little heavier t-shirt so my nips will be out. And I'll certainly need my good boy to lick my pussy when we get back."

Amy took me deep into her mouth and it didn't take me long to come and she sucked every drop out of me and swallowed.

Angela was finished eating and getting fussy when Amy pulled my shorts back up.

"Amy, I don't like it when you tie in some benefit in return for sex. You never have to have sex with me when you or Angela have a need. I'll never say no but I don't want you to ever think you have to suck me off because Angela needs clothes."

She was still kneeling on the floor in front of me and said she was going to get dressed. We went to Target, Angela had outgrown most of the clothes she owned before they moved in. We must have looked like a sight, Amy was nearly half my age while I carried her interracial baby around. She had a different t-shirt on but the nips were out and he shorts left an inch of cheek hanging out.

"I still have your credit card," Amy said as we approached the register.

"I know Amy."

"Are you going to let me keep it?"

"You should hold onto it in case something happens, especially if you're with Angela. Do you want to have a little fun, I need to stop at hardware store for a part for the garage. I thought you may get a kick showing your nips in a store full of men."

"Fine," Amy said. "But once she's down for a nap, I'm going to ride your face so hard. Damn, I just soaked through my panties thinking about it."

I took the baby as Amy paraded around the store, frequently bending over. She came back with a small house plant and rosy cheeks.

"Take me home and fuck me."

After Angela was down for her nap, Amy came out and pushed me on the floor. She slid her panties off and planted her pussy on my face. As soon as my tongued hit her clit, she came hard and collapsed on top of me after she calmed down, I started licking her clit again and slid my thumb up her ass. She came again and rolled onto her back.

"I need my good boy's cock in me, fuck me. Fuck me like you were making love to me."

I climbed between her legs and slowly pushed my cock in, Amy was licking her juices off my face. I slowly started fucking her or really making love to her. She came and mumbled repeatedly how good it felt. It wasn't long before I was ready to come and I warned her.

"I'm ready," she said.

We came together. After a few minutes I rolled onto my back and Amy place her head on my shoulder again.

"Thank you, it's been a long time since someone made love to me." Amy fell asleep and so did I. Angela woke us a short time later.

Amy was really quiet the rest of the day. After Angela was asleep that night, she came into my room. She slipped under the blankets, put her head on my shoulder and fell asleep.

That became the norm for a week or more. Amy would be rocking a t-shirt and some panties in the morning which usually made my dick hard. She took great pleasure teasing me, flaunting her nips or her ass. Then she would kneel before me and suck me off. Sometimes she would swallow but her favorite was to make me come all over her tits, especially if we were going out.

After my morning blow job, we would take Angela someplace like a park or a zoo. After putting Angela down for her nap, it was time for her good boy to lick her pussy. Most times she would ride my face or she would sit on the couch and I would attack her pussy there. I always tongued her ass. Afterwards I would make love to her on the living room floor.

Amy liked to switch things up, I would walk into the kitchen and she would be sitting on the counter without her panties and ask me to be a good boy and fuck her. My favorite was fucking her over the kitchen table.

One night, she went into my room while I was watching TV, I turned it off and followed her in, "I want to tell you about that first time I met Devon. As I said, we were all dressed like sluts. I had a tube top on and the shortest skirt I could fine. It barely covered my pussy and that's if I was standing still. The other girls were similarly dressed, Jennie had her slut collar on. Devon and three other men came over as soon as we walked in."

"Devon put his arm around me, I felt so small next to him. Are you looking for some of this he asked as he put my hand on his cock. I couldn't believe how big it was."

"If you want that, you have to agree to be one of my girls," he said.

"What does that mean," I asked.

"It means you have to do everything I tell you, one 'no' and you're out. It doesn't matter what I tell you do to, where or when, or who the black cock is attached to."

"What do I get?"

"You will get all the black cock you can handle. You won't just be dressed like a slut, you'll be a slut, a slut for black cock. No more little white dicklets. I know that's why you're here. You and a dozen other teen age sluts who are here tonight. Are you in, or should I start looking for some other white pussy."

"I said, I'm in, I still had my hand on his cock."

"Devon was cupping both my ass cheeks with one hand. This wasn't one of our boyfriends from high school, this was a man who towered over me, muscles on top of muscles. Tats on top of tats. He leaned down to kiss me. I looked at us in the mirror and my pussy gushed. The skimpy thong I was wearing was soaked through and I could feel my juices dripping down my leg."

"He turned me to face the mirror and he pulled down my tube top. I didn't care that my tits were exposed. And then his black hands cupped my tits."

"Do you like watching my black hands on your ivory white tits."

"Yes, I moaned as my pussy gushed again."

"He pinched my nipples, hard. It's sir Amy, you will always address me as sir."

"His hand slipped down into my skirt and then his finger was in my pussy. I came. His finger was the size of my boyfriend's cock."

"He told me to take off my panties and I did. Now his black hand was on my bare pussy. 'Do you like seeing a black hand on your cunt,' he asked. 'Yes sir,' I said. He pulled my skirt up a few inches so that my pussy was exposed, took my hand and led me out of the club. I just followed him, letting everyone see my bare tits and pussy. They all knew I was going to get blacked."

Amy had been sitting beside me in bed, edging me, strokes and then taking me deep in her mouth. I was dying to come and she got up and ran out of the room. I found her in the kitchen, she had poured two glasses of scotch. Amy hardly ever drank, I have a baby to take care of she would always say.

"What's up Amy?"

After a very long pause and a deep study of her glass, she said, "I've been lying to you Jack, there never was a Devon and most of that other shit I said was all made up. I did lose my virginity to my boyfriend on prom night. The boys did come down to Lisa's shore house, but her mother had a ring cam on the front door so as soon as the boys came in, our parents were calling our cell phones demanding we come home right away. Everything else I made up."

"Angela's father was a baseball player from Cuba I spent one night with. He was rounded up by immigration the next day and expelled from the country. I never told him I was pregnant. I was in denial for a long time. My mother figured it out because she hadn't bought pads in a couple of months. Then the shit hit the fan, they forced me to withdraw from college assuming it would be a waste of money. After Angela was born and they realized it wasn't a white baby they demanded I give it up for adoption. I refused of course."

"They had me move into a group home for unwed mothers, they still have those things but you're only allowed to stay there for a short time. I bounced around to other charity housing and then I was living in my car when you found me."

"But why did you lie to me Amy?"

"I really am sorry Jack, I was so desperate when you found me and had been telling that story of Devon kicking me out because Angela waking him up for at least a month. And then when I saw the interracial porn you were watching that night, I came up with the idea I could embellish the Devon story and you would let me stay longer."

"As I said, I was desperate. Angela was too big to sleep in my car, she was too big for her stroller and then you came along."

She got up and headed to her room, I tried to hug her but she pulled away.

In the morning, Amy and Angela were gone, along with my car. Most of their clothes were missing. I had a tracker in my car so I could see where it was. She had driven about 90 miles west and had stopped at a dinner. The temptation to call the cops and report my car stolen was overwhelming but I knew where the car was.

I was thinking that she was going to try and reconcile with her parents. That left me in a quandary, that may be the best thing for the two of them but I was going to miss both of them.

With lots to think about, I got on my bike and started pedaling ending up at a dinner ten miles from my condo. I checked the tracker app again and my car was now heading north on the interstate. After breakfast, I biked another 10 miles and ended up at the park we took Angela to. Not the best place to be for my state of mind. Cutting off my feelings for Angela was going to be impossible. Children have that secret that makes you love them. I didn't know what to think about Amy.

Another 10 mile or so ride brought me back to my condo. I jumped in the shower and for the first time in months thought about jerking off. I didn't, instead I dried off and took a nap. It was dinner time when I awoke. And for the first time in months, I would be eating dinner by myself.

No one prepares you for the loneliness of divorced life, dinner and bedtime were always bad, but the mornings were worse, knowing you would repeat it all over again.

I laid in bed, holding my cell phone and thinking about calling her. She had to sort out whatever was going on in her head. I thought about the tracker app and decided that would be a problem for tomorrow and turned out the lights. Then I heard the front door open and ran out to hopefully greet Amy and Angela. Angela was doing that thing with her hands that told me she wanted me to pick her up. Amy let me take her and the three of us sat in the middle of the steps.

Amy had her face buried in my right shoulder, Angela was snuggled up on my left. I could feel Angela drain every ounce of the day's stress away from me. We sat there in almost silence.

"Let me have her Jack, she needs a diaper change and put back in bed," Amy said.

"I got this, you look like you had a long day. Go relax, there's some leftover Chinese food in the fridge if you're hungry."

After getting Angela a clean diaper and into her pajamas, I got her settled into her bed. She was asleep in minutes. I joined Amy in the kitchen. She had two glasses of scotch poured out.

"I kept waiting for a police car to pull up behind me because I stole your car."

"There's a tracker in the car that the dealer put in when I bought it, I followed you up until lunch."

"Why did you stop?"

"It seemed pointless, I would never call the cops on you."

"Jack, you are the nicest person I ever met, I wish you were ten years younger."

"I was an idiot then and you wouldn't have fallen in love with the man I was ten years ago."

Amy grabbed my hands, "And what about you Jack, have you fallen in love with me and who said I had fallen in love with you anyway?"

"Sometimes it hard to figure out who I love more, you or Angela. My current thinking its whoever I'm looking at or holding at that moment."

"Were you going to say anything Jack?"

"I could ask you the same question Amy, but you have to agree our situation is odd. It took me a long time to realize you had feelings for me, and not just because I was shelter and food for your daughter. Things felt different when you started sleeping with me."

"I could claim the same thing, were your feelings for me or a young fuck? Even before I started spending my nights in your bed I knew that's where I wanted to be. It also made me feel more comfortable when you told me how much you regretted the way your marriage ended. I would never want to be in an open marriage."

"Are you asking me to marry you Amy," I asked with a smile on my face.

"Jack, I drove hundreds of miles trying to figure out what I want and the only thing I learned is that I want to be here. Is it important that we put some kind of title on it?"

"What I want Amy, is to adopt Angela. I want to be her father. I want her to call me daddy and not Jack. But it's late Amy, we don't have to solve world hunger tonight. It's been a long day for both of us, let's go to bed and we'll see what tomorrow brings."