Melissa Makes an Interracial Porno

This story is in the James and Melissa series, and it is recommended you read the previous stories first. If not, you can enjoy this as a stand-alone story with the simple knowledge that they are swingers relatively new to the lifestyle.

Melissa and James were in their usual morning cuddle, when Melissa stated,

"James, you know I love you very much, and I would never do anything to hurt you. But I'd like to make a very special request."

James, knowing his wife's libido and imagination, innocently replied, "What, dear?"

Melissa began to explain,

"Scott has told me about an blacks-only bar on the outskirts of the city. The only exception is given to white women, who are there for only one reason.

Most of them are frustrated MILF's who want to try black cock anonymously. Many are only there once or twice, some end up being regulars. Given the unique nature of the bar, they draw patrons from all over the region. Many visiting business women indulge in a bit of one-off weekend fun.

Ever since Scott told me about it, I having been going crazy with thoughts. Of course I am not single, or will ever be a cheating wife, but I wonder what it would feel like to sit in that bar as one.

I know this is a big ask, so I totally expect you to say no. But I thought I should ask anyway."

James looked at Melissa with a strange look on his face. Surprise, anger, disappointment, all three? After a minute, he got out of bed and walked away. That really scared Melissa, had she gone too far?

He returned after five minutes carrying a familiar bag,

"I've loaded up all the camera gear you'll need, but you'll have to make sure the batteries are charged and everything on the SD cards have been downloaded to make way for new content."

Looking down at his erection, he continued, "And look what you've done. You still like white cock?"

Melissa gave her usual oral performance, and James finished quickly.

"I'm off to make breakfast," James cheerfully said on his way out of the room, "You've already had breakfast in bed, so I'll call you down to the dining room in fifteen minutes or so."

Melissa continued to relax in bed, thinking about the wonderful adventure she would have. Her pussy was wet with anticipation, so she decided to take care of herself.

While masturbating, other thoughts began to emerge. If James wants a video, she would give him an epic production. In that moment, and the days ahead, she crystallized a script.

"Breakfast is ready," James shouted from the dining room.

"Cumming !!!!!" was her reply.

Fast forward a few weeks, and "Elizabeth" is sitting in an blacks-only bar. It was called "Plaza de Toros" after a famous bull-fighting ring in Spain. The Spanish Fighting Bull is an iconic breed specifically bred for its black colour, aggression, strength, and stamina.

In this bar would be found many experienced black bulls, and all female matadors who entered the arena would find themselves impaled later in the evening. But this had nothing to do with fighting.

For the remainder of this story, you must remember that "Elizabeth" is the cover story, or AKA, for Melissa, who wishes to remain anonymous. Everything from here on is Melissa's plan and script.

Elizabeth scanned the bar looking for other white women. They were indeed present, scattered around. Some looked nervous, others not so much. They did not look at each other, save one who accidentally looked at Elizabeth at the same time, and gave a shy smile. Elizabeth recognized her from earlier in the parking lot.

Elizabeth watched the collection of women with great interest, including their reactions as black guests joined them, sometimes singly, sometimes in pairs. It was driving her crazy thinking that all of these proper women would soon be naked and getting pounded by the men at the tables.

It was now her turn for a large attractive man to seat himself at her table and start with small talk. Really, there was no need for this, so Elizabeth laid out her plan for the evening. Her guest chuckled, and replied, "That will not be a problem. Give me an hour."

We will now watch the finished version of Melissa's video, starring herself as Elizabeth.

Scene 1. Interview

A pretty but nervous face is centred in the frame. From behind the camera, a disembodied voice speaks.

Cameraman, "Who do we have with us today, and tell us why you are here."

Elizabeth, "My name is Elizabeth, married to Richard who is not with us today. We met in a Christian College, and married shortly afterwards. We have been happily married five years or so. We lost our virginity on our wedding night by mutual agreement. We are good people, and went to church regularly every Sunday. I even had a job there as Church Secretary."

Cameraman, "You say happily married. How is your sex life?"

Elizabeth, "Very good. We did a lot of oral prior to marriage, and now that we are wedded we enjoy sex every week on Friday night. Oral is still a favourite for both of us on our special night."

Cameraman, "Good. What do you do in bed?"

Elizabeth, looking slightly confused, "Well, oral of course. And missionary position. What else is there? We are normal people."

Cameraman, "You said you WERE employed as Church Secretary. Any story there?"

Elizabeth, "We enjoyed our church community, and the young Pastor is a very good man. He explained that he felt a special bond between us, and because he and I were so godly, that our attraction was sanctified. He didn't want to have sex with me, he said my piety could be demonstrated on my knees serving him orally while he prayed.

We had regular prayer together, but not every week. He was a busy man, being Pastor to such a large congregation. Many middle-aged wives sought his advice. Then came the horrible week that I forgot to lock the door, and my husband popped in to surprise me.

He caught us in the act. I'll save you the details, but he is very angry. Of course we had to leave the church, but nobody knows why.

He is making me do this today, or else he will end our marriage and tell everybody why. I will do anything to prevent that, because during our wedding I vowed to love, honour, and obey."

Scene 2. Bishop

The camera moved back from her face to reveal she was on her knees, wearing a very attractive red lingerie set as you find in any well appointed sex store.

Cameraman, "That's a very attractive outfit you have on."

Elizabeth, "I am so ashamed to be wearing this. One of the first things Richard did when he calmed down after a week was to come home with a collection of things like this. He makes me wear them every evening around the house.

Our nightly routine hasn't changed, just what I am permitted to wear. Sometimes, at random, he will make me suck his cock while he prays for my redemption. Also, I never used to swallow, but that is something I'm now expected to do."

As she talked, she made nervous glances to something in front of her, off screen.

Cameraman, "Other than that, how is your sex life?"

Elizabeth, "After many weeks, we finally started to have sex again because that is the shared obligation of marriage. But it isn't the loving type we used to enjoy, it seems more angry now. And just recently, he occasionally has sex with me on other days.

Sunday morning seems to be a new favourite, he likes to tell me I'm getting fucked while our former friends are in church. I think the outfits I wear every night are affecting him greatly."

Cameraman, "OK, so why specifically are you here now?"

Elizabeth, "Richard told me that he finally had to tell somebody about all this, outside of the church. He had a good friend at work, and long story short here I am, ready to obey. Richard says I have to do this to prove my wedding vows were not false.

If I do not do everything I am ordered to tonight, he will expose me and divorce me. I will be shunned by my community. I really do not know what will be expected of me, but I have an idea."

Cameraman, "Very good. Bishop, would you like to join us?"

A large black bull entered the frame, his erection hovering close to Elizabeth's mouth.

Bishop, "Hello Elizabeth. I'm Bishop, head man of the Assembly of Black Cock. I understand you are looking for a new religion, and I see you are already on your knees to begin your worship. Now, drink this."

He handed her a large tumbler of black liquid, rum as it turns out. She took a hesitant sip. She enjoyed wine occasionally, but this was something entirely different. She did not like it, and it showed on her face!

Bishop, more sternly said, "Drink it! Drink it in one go! It tastes horrible, I know, so just consider it medicine. It will help you endure the acts you will have to perform in the next hour."

Elizabeth drained the tumbler as instructed. Well, really, It was Melissa who accomplished this, some experience gained in the college she had actually gone to. She amused herself with the thoughts of many nights in her youth that started this way.

The anaesthetizing effects of the rum were soon warming her veins and numbing the morals that imprisoned her mind.

No sooner had she placed the empty tumbler on the floor than Bishop tried pushing the head of his cock past her unwilling lips. She did not participate, so he pulled back.

Elizabeth, "Please, I have never been with a black man before, and I've never had the desire to be!"

Bishop, "Oh, sorry. I misunderstood. We'll stop now, and tell your husband you refused to honour your wedding vow to obey. Vows are so meaningless these days."

Elizabeth, after a moment of reflection, "No, please, I'll do this. I'm just so inexperienced."

Bishop, "OK, well, just picture me as your former Pastor, and demonstrate what you used to do. Don't worry about the colour of my cock, or size, it will get bigger as you please me. Once it is in your mouth you will find you'll take to it quite easily. I do believe, given how you ended up here, that you secretly enjoy being on your knees sucking cock."

Elizabeth did, and she just role-played that she was with her Pastor, and did her best with mouth, lips, tongue, and hand. Bishop, meanwhile, was enjoying her efforts to the fullest.

He certainly had many more experienced congregants who had worshipped him on their knees, but you can't beat the feeling of watching an innocent convert looking up to the accompaniment of wet sucking sounds.

Bishop provided encouragement, "That's very good Elizabeth. Do not feel shame. It has never been revealed to you why worship is so often on your knees. This is a secret shared with only the most worthy of the flock. You are completing a ritual that happens between good people every day, sometimes in places of worship. Well, every place you suck cock on your knees is a place of worship! Worship me with your mouth and pray with me in your mind!"

Elizabeth sucked, but dispensed with the praying. Plenty of time to do that at home without the distraction of a hard black cock in her mouth.

Finally, Bishop removed his cock and testified, "You are blessed, Elizabeth, but it is too early for me to give you communion. Please stand up."

Elizabeth did, and found herself in a strong embrace. He lustfully kissed her as she had never experienced before, and his hands freely explored her body. After many minutes of this, Bishop queried,

"You say this pretty outfit gives you shame? Well, I will release you from your burden," and in an instant she was naked.

"Now, warm my bed," he commanded.

Scene 3. Warm my bed.

Elizabeth was laying comfortably under a sheet for some minutes, her anxious and somewhat sad face centred in the frame of the camera. Again, things happening off screen caused her to glance away a few times.

The sheet revealed movement beneath. Without even thinking about it, it was obvious that one hand was massaging her own pussy.

Bishop came back into frame, and he whipped the sheet off in one quick motion. Both of Elizabeth's hands moved to cover her crotch, and Bishop sat on the bed and pushed his hand past her's. The pussy was warm and wet.

Bishop, "I see you have warmed my bed, but you must be a bit chilly without a sheet. You are a devout woman, so let's start you off as a missionary. I'll keep you warm."

With that, he was quickly on her, in her, and he started to move rhythmically. The camera focused on her white face looking over his broad black shoulder, moving slightly up and down as a result of her ordeal. She never turned away from the camera.

She showed embarrassment at being fucked by somebody other than her husband. The harder he pounded, the more her shame increased. Tears started to well in her eyes, unseen by Bishop who was more interested in pounding the innocence out of her.

Scene 4. Silas.

After an extended banging, Bishop and Elizabeth lay together for a respite before he moved her onto all fours. He positioned himself behind her, then into her. His erection encountered no resistance as her pussy was well lubricated, naturally.

He started to gently fuck her in this position as the camera moved to the front to focus on her face, while keeping Bishop in the frame. She still showed anxiety, but it was decreasing. Every now and then she betrayed a grunt of pleasure.

Cameraman, "What's happening, Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth, "I'm getting fucked!"

Cameraman, "Really, by who?"

Elizabeth, looking a bit exasperated by the question, "I'm getting fucked, for penance, for my husband! I'm getting fucked by a big black cock in my pussy!"

Cameraman, "Oh, are you enjoying it?"

Elizabeth, hanging her head a little, looked directly into the camera and simply stated, "Yes. I am happy to honour my vow to obey."

Cameraman, "Really? This is just an obligation?"

Elizabeth, "No! This is a gift from my husband! Thank you for the black cock, Richard!"

She looked directly into the camera with an assertive look, which melted to a smile and half closed eyes as Bishop increased the forcefulness of his penetrations.

Bishop, "This is called "Doggy Style", Elizabeth. Many novices enjoy taking black men this way, especially the larger cocks. We'll enjoy this for awhile."

The camera moved to show a full side view of the fucking of Elizabeth. Bishop didn't pound her mercilessly, there was an entire night ahead of them to revisit such things. After some minutes, he nodded.

Another bull entered the scene, again with his erection hovering in front of Elizabeth's mouth.

Bishop, "This is Silas, one of the congregants of the Assembly of Black Cock. He is going to fuck your pretty mouth, and I expect you to do a good job. This act is called "Spit-Roast".

I know it may be a little shocking for you to be servicing two men at once, but if you relax and don't let guilt or shame interfere, you will soon understand why many women enjoy this."

Elizabeth did in fact enjoy it, because she was just an alter-ego of Melissa. Melissa had to force herself to continue to role-play innocent Elizabeth. Being an actress is more difficult than being a script writer!

Scene 5. Anal.

As the spit-roast went on and on, Bishop eventually reached back, grabbed an object, lubed it, and inserted it in her ass. With shock, Elizabeth turned around and exclaimed angrily,

"What the hell???"

Bishop calmly replied, "That's a butt plug, Elizabeth. That's the first of many toys I will be using on your ass for the next little while. Then I'm going to fuck your ass with my cock.

Now this is the point in the evening where I sometimes have to have a long drawn out negotiation, but not with you. Simply put, you're getting fucked in the ass tonight so you can learn how to serve your husband better.

So, get back to sucking, or go home and pack your bags. Your choice. In an hour, a different wife could be getting her ass fucked here, if you prefer."

Elizabeth paused for some moments looking at Bishop with more anger than anxiety, then went back to sucking Silas.

The Cameraman varied the framing of the video to ensure all actions of this event were being covered. But she had already warned him that she didn't want long extended shots of cock and pussy, or ass. Enough to get good establishing shots, but it was in her face and trembling body he would find the real story.

Or more precisely, reactions. He turned out to be a good Cameraman!

Bishop worked her ass with toys, getting it lubed and looser, while Elizabeth demonstrated her oral skills on Silas. Finally came the moment she felt Bishop's sizable erection sliding into her ass. He was not forceful, neither was he shy, so Elizabeth found herself with a mouth and an ass full of cock, for some time.

Scene 6. Cowgirl and DP.

Her two bulls finally released her, and she once again found herself laying next to Bishop. Silas retrieved some towels and wet wipes and they all thoroughly cleaned themselves.

Bishop handed her another tumbler of rum, but the quantity was much reduced. She finished it as she would a drink of cool water.

Bishop asked Elizabeth, "How are you?"

Elizabeth replied with a bit of attitude, "Still married, apparently."

Looking directly into the camera, she commented to Bishop, "What would Richard like to see next?"

Bishop instructed, "Get up on your knees and straddle my cock. That's called "Cowgirl", Silas will help you."

Will a little assistance, Elizabeth found herself looking down at Bishop, and without instruction just did what felt best. Silas was soon next to her, in her willing mouth. No dialog was needed. The Cameraman captured everything perfectly.

Finally, Silas moved behind her and pushed her down. Bishop embraced her. Elizabeth experienced another cock entering her ass. She looked at Bishop wide-eyed. Bishop reassuringly counselled,

"This is called "Double Penetration", or DP. Don't worry, I prepared your ass in our anal session, so you shouldn't have much difficulty in taking Silas. He's smaller than me."

Finally impaled on two cocks, Elizabeth took the exertion, pain, and pleasure. Cameraman captured many good facial shots, she even looked dead centre into the camera and smiled a few times.

After many minutes of this, Bishop lamented, "It's a damn shame we don't have another cock for your mouth!"

With that a new bull entered the scene and without ceremony slid his cock into her mouth.

Bishop explained, "Elizabeth, meet Aaron. This is what is called "Airtight" for an obvious reason. Now that we have the Assembly alter complete, just relax Elizabeth. We are going to fuck you until you receive communion from all three of us."

Elizabeth did receive three communions, not together, and as each man finished he removed himself to rest. Bishop, the base of the alter, held out to be last, but best. In truth, although she said nothing, with the length of time it took to complete all three, she experienced an orgasm of her own.

They cleaned, and rested.

Scene 7. Finale.

Elizabeth got off the bed, dressed herself in her lingerie again, and approached the camera.

Elizabeth, "Richard, you had a good wife, but now you have this. If you want to see the good wife again, revisit our wedding photos.

I'm a Black Cock Whore now, and a devotee of the Assembly of Black Cock. And you know I have always been diligent about attending faith services.

You can tolerate my new religion, or move on with your life. I don't care. I still love you and I guarantee our sex life at home is going to change. I might even allow you to attend a service to watch, or maybe be part of the alter. But you do what you want."

She stared into the camera assertively, then took it and turned it around to face the fourth black man in the room, younger and trim. More a college athlete than a bull.

Elizabeth, "This is our Cameraman, Brandon. He has an interest in videography, and is taking courses in the subject in college. Standing here right now, I don't know what the results will be, but if they are any good, he will probably be making more videos with me and the congregation. Brandon, go join the group."

He did so, and Elizabeth captured a good shot of all four. She instructed them, "Say bye!", which they did.

She turned the camera back on herself,

"Richard, they are saying goodbye to you. Next, I need to service young Brandon fully, and then if I'm doing my math correctly, I have three holes to satisfy four cocks, not to mention that none of them have used their tongues yet!

I have a large bottle of black rum remaining to help me endure your gift. I'm probably going to be here for the rest of the weekend.

But unfortunately, the batteries are pretty much dead, so here's where it ends for you. When I get home, I imagine there will be much to talk about."

Epilogue.

Melissa made it home eventually, but she refused to tell James anything, promising a movie instead. It took her a few days to pull together the final version of her porno that she titled "Elizabeth Finds Her New Religion".

Premiere night was in their bed on the big screen TV, and was interrupted many times by intense acts of sex. Finally, when the movie ended, Melissa found herself in a cowgirl position looking down at James. She coyly asked,

"Do you want to hear what happened after the boys said bye?"

That discussion occupied the rest of the week.