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Subject: Birth Wish (Interracial, slut wife, impreg) with follow up letter
Date: Fri, 09 May 1997 07:25:01 GMT
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I did not write this it is from unREAL PEOPLE mag. Issue #64 from
about 3-4 years ago. There is a follow up letter to this in Issue #66
I will type it up when I get time.
hobbit@earthlink.net
Adult material so don't read if your not old enough or offended.
Birth Wish
Because of your magazine I have had a unreal experience I though I
would share with you. I'm a married white female, and I saw magazine
for the first time two weeks ago. My husband has a business in another
state and spends two weeks each month there. We have been married 12
years, and I have never cheated on him until I read your magazine, but
I'm not blaming you.
He had been gone a little over a week, and I was having lunch
with my girl friend one day. We had a few drinks and as I was about to
leaving she gave me a copy of your magazine.
I didn't look at it till I got home and then I couldn't
believe what I was seeing and reading. I had never screwed anyone but
my husband. His dick is not very big, and what I was seeing was
blowing my mind.
I found myself rereading the ads from black men with big dicks
and white women wanting black men with big dicks. I don't know if it
was the drinks or the ads or both, but I was getting hotter and
hotter. I had heard a lot about black men but had never as much as
touched one.
I guess if I would be honest I've always had a hidden desire
to have a black man. I kept going back to an ad and picture of Phil
with a 9" dick. It was blowing my mind and I was getting hotter and
hotter al the time, wondering what it would be like to fuck a black
man with a 9" dick. In his ad he said he said he wanted to make a
white woman his slut; to teach her how to service him the way he
wanted.
I fixed another ******* and read some more ads, but when I came
back to Phil's I realized he was just an hour and a half from where I
lived. The next thing I knew I was dialing his number. All I got was
his recorder, but as I was leaving a message he answered. I told him I
had seen his ad in unREAL PEOPLE magazine. He asked if all I wanted
was to talk and I said, "no," so he asked what I wanted, and I said I
really didn't know.
He wanted to know about me so I told him I am 32, 5'0, 120,
red headed and considered good looking. And I told him I have good
tits. He wanted to know if the hair on my pussy is also red, and I
assured him it is. I also told him I was married and had never screwed
anyone but my husband, whose dick isn't very big, and that just
looking at the picture of his nine inches scared me.
He assured me I could take it, and that he would be easy to
start with, and then he wanted to know if I wanted to suck it. Before
I even though I said, "yes." Then Phil told me what he would do to me
and what I would have to do as his slut, and how he would fuck me
with his big 9" dick, and how he'd make me suck it over and over.
By this time I was hotter than I had ever been in my life - I
felt like I was going to pass out. He asked if I wanted to visit him,
and I said, "yes." he asked when, and I said, "How about today?" I
think this shocked him a little because he wanted to know where I
lived, but when I told him, he realized I could be there in a couple
hours.
He told me where to exit the Interstate and described a
parking lot to meet in.
I hung the phone up thinking, "What have I done?" but I was so
hot I fixed another ******* and started packing. I left and started
driving and thinking.
One side said "turn around and go back," but the other side
said "go on," and the go on side won. The more I thought about Phil's
9" black dick the hotter I got. I had to rub my pussy from time to
time to stand it.
I got off at the exit Phil told me to and went to the parking
lot , but he wasn't there so I started to wonder if I hadn't been
tricked. But after a few minutes a car like Phil said he would be
driving pulled in, an the driver waved for me to follow him.
When we reached his apartment he came to my car and said, "I'm
Phil and I guess you are Lucy." He took my bag and we started in. My
knees were shaking so hard I could hardly walk but I couldn't stop. We
got inside and he started kissing me like I'd never been kissed
before. His tongue was doing things I didn't know could be done and
his lips devoured me. We must have been kissing for five minutes when
he told me to take my clothes off so he could see what I looked like I
did, as fast as I could. He looked me over and started playing with my
nipples, which were hard as marbles. And then he told me to take his
clothes off. When I pulled down his pants I found his dick pushing his
shorts out so far I thought they would split. I pulled those shorts
down, and his dick almost hit me in the face - all I could do was
stare. It was much bigger than it had looked in the picture, and I
knew there was no way I could all of it. Phil told me to play with it,
but I couldn't even get my hand all the way around it. I started
fearfully wondering what I had gotten myself into, but Phil pushed my
head down and told me to suck it.
I sucked with my mouth and used both hands as best I could. In
a few minutes that dick got harder and Phil started fucking my mouth.
I could tell he was about to cum, and when he did, I swallowed as fast
as could, but couldn't keep some from running down my chin.
Phil told me to suck his balls, so I did, one at a time. And
then he took me to the bedroom, promising to fuck me right.
On his king size bed, he kissed my mouth, tits and pussy. I
had thought his tongue was good in my mouth, but in my pussy it was
out of this world. By the time he was ready to fuck me, I was so hot
that I didn't even worry about his immense size.
He rubbed his cock head up and down my pussy, making me crazy,
and then he pushed slowly in. At first I thought I would be split in
two, but it felt better and better, and suddenly I realized that his
dick hair was rubbing my pussy hair - he was all the way in!
He would stop pumping to just flex his cock, driving me silly.
he'd stroke slow and easy, then long and hard , until I thought he
would drive his dick up and out through my mouth, but it was wonderful
and I felt close to passing out, but I didn't want to miss even a
single stroke. I wrapped my legs around him, trying to match his every
thrust as he pounded me harder and still harder with his big dick,
until I thought he'd fuck me to death. It seemed impossible, but I
felt his dick get even bigger, and I knew he was about to cum. His
cream was so hot, and so profuse, that I finally *******.
When I came to, my legs were wrapped so tightly around him
that he couldn't dismount me. He asked how I liked being fucked by a
black man, and I told him it was the best I'd ever had. I looked at
his soft dick, which was bigger than my husband's hard.
We fucked and sucked for three nights and two days, and then I
had to return home. Phil said we would start my slut training on my
husband's next business trip. On the way home, I thought of all that
had happened to me in such a short time. I wondered what would happen
if I had gotten pregnant, and though I knew my fertile time wouldn't
come for another week, I couldn't get the thought out of my mind. As
soon as I got in the house I checked my calendar and almost fainted.
My most fertile time had during the time I was with Phil! What would I
do if I was pregnant? I was so worried that when my husband fucked me
I would be so loose he would notice, but that turned out not to be a
problem as my husband got detained by big problems at the plant - he
had to stay there for another week.
I called Phil and told him what had happened, and told me to
pack and come back. When I arrived he was waiting for me, and like the
first time, I sucked him in the living room and we fucked in the
bedroom, but it was somehow better than the first time.
After he had cum what felt like a measuring cup full, he lay
on me letting his dick get soft, and I mentioned that I could already
be pregnant. I felt his dick get hard again, and he started fucking me
harder than he ever had. I thought he might fuck me to death, but what
a way to go.
When he finished he said it really turned him on to think he
might have a white woman knocked up, and if he didn't he was going to
keep fucking me until he did and make me have his black baby. It
really scares me to think about having a black baby in me, but I can't
keep from seeing Phil and letting him try to get me pregnant. One part
of me wants to let him get me pregnant and the other part says I'm out
of my mind which I am when Phil is fucking me.
The next day Phil took me to a little shop to get some
clothes. He picked out two mini skirts and two blouses. One mini is so
short and tight it barely covers my pussy hair, and the see-thru
blouse is so thin you can see my tits and nipples as if I haven't got
anything on. We went to a bar to meet Joe, a friend of Phil's. Phil
asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which the guy did, so Phil told me
to go with Joe and tack care of him.
We went to Joe place, and what an afternoon of fucking and
sucking, 69 and anything else he could think of! Joe's dick was not as
long as Phil's. He put my legs on his shoulders when he fucked me and
it was still long enough to reach to my cervix. Joe's dick would get
hard over and over with a little sucking, so I full of his cum when he
returned me to Phil. Joe said that if Phil didn't want me for his
slut, Joe would take me for his, but Phil said he would keep me.
Phil told me to get cleaned up because he wanted to do some
fucking. We sucked and fucked for some time, and then Phil ordered
pizza. When it came he made me go to the door and pay for it nude. The
delivery boy, who was black, was shocked. The next day I wore the
other outfit, and the skirt was even shorter and tighter, if that is
possible. When I say down my pussy was exposed and there was nothing I
could do about it, but Phil said it was just fine. The blouse had two
straps over my tits, and most of them were exposed also. We went to
another bar to meet two more of Phil's friends, who he asked to fuck
me. He told them I was theirs to do with as they pleased. While Phil
got his camcorder we got undressed and they started on me. I thought
we had done everything possible until they wanted to fuck me in the
ass, and that scared me as I had never done it before, but Phil said I
had to. They lubricated me, applying pussy juice with their fingers,
and then one had me get on top of him with his dick in my pussy, and
the other started in my ass. At first it hurt some, but after awhile
it was great with two dicks in me at the same time. After they shot
their loads they left, and Phil told me to get cleaned up as he wanted
his turn.
We sucked and fucked until I was exhausted. Phil was laying on
me with his soft dick in me, and I asked if he thought he had knocked
me up. I felt his dick getting hard, and he fucked me harder than ever
again. Now I know how to get him to fuck me hard when I want it.
I stayed with Phil the rest of the week and it was something
new every day, and then he would fuck me silly every night. Before I
left, Phil made me promise to come back to him every month during my
fertile period, and I promised I would do it until he had me knocked
up. I can't believe I have done all of this, but I have. My mind is
going crazy trying to sort every thing out, form why did I fuck a
black man in the first place to why I'm letting him try to knock me
up, knowing that if he does I'm in big trouble. Thought I would let
you know what your magazine got me into, but I'm not blaming you
because I loved every minute of it. I just wanted to tell you an
unREAL story that is true.
Lucy
I did not write this it is from unREAL PEOPLE mag. Issue #66 from
about 3-4 years ago and is a follow up letter to the first one in
Issue #64.
I would love to hear from others with interests in
interracial/slut wife/pregnancy.... Hope you like it!
hobbit@earthlink.net
Adult material so don't read if your not old enough or offended.
Birth Wish part 2
Hello
I just read my letter in unREAL PEOPLE #64. I thought I would
update you on what has happened since I wrote it. You'll recall that
after 12 years of faithful marraage, I discovered an irresistible urge to
cheat on my husband and fuck a well hung black men. And my new black
master, Phil, becomes most aroused at the prospect of knocking me up.
Yes, Phil did get me pregnant the first time he fucked me, but
I able to convince him there was no way I could have a black baby and
stay married. He agreed to let me get an abortion, but he will not let
me use any birth control so I will probably get pregnant again. He's
trying his best to make it happen. He will not let me fuck any of his
friends during my fertile time as he says he is the only one who is
going to knock me up. And he promises to knock me up as many times as
it takes until I agree to have his black baby. When he is fucking me I
want to have his baby, but later, when I think what would happen, I
know I can't do it. He says he loves knocking me up, I will get tired
of getting abortions and I will have it for him.
All the time that my husband is out of town I spend with Phil
and that has been a lot lately. He still has me dress in minis and
almost invisible tops. He has me fuck his friends when I can't get
pregnant, and he has made a lot of movies of his friends fucking me in
almost every way possible.
My husband has never said anything about my pussy getting
bigger, but I know it has as much as Phil has fucked me with his big
dick; some of his friends have big ones too. Also, Phil can enter me
easier now than when we started. I'm sure I'll be pregnant again soon
as I will see Phil on my next fertile time, and he has promised he is
going to knock me up again for sure. I have no idea why I do this, but
I can't stay away from Phil and his big dick, and I can't resist the
thought of getting pregnant by him. I'm sure I will be pregnant by him
more times and keep getting abortions so he can knock me up again.
When he is fucking me and I think he could be knocking me up, it is
simply the most turned on I can get.
I thought you might be interested as to what happened after
you printed my letter, so here it is. Phil has not read the letter but
I called him and told him and he liked it.
Lucy
Chicago right..?
