The looks on their faces was that of little girl excitement, and their smiles and perkiness said to me that they figured I would be receptive to finding out about this too. What could I say? I stammered an "aw shit" response under my breadth, but I was cut short by Jodi. "We could call you sometime....no, better yet, why don't you ask Jerry if you can visit us while we're with him this weekend? I'm sure it would be fine, since you two hit it off so well." Again, what could I say? And, so, the deal was done, and the two covered me with kisses and playful fondling, wife and sister in law alike, teaming up to stroke my cock as each took turns giving me a much wanted blow job.

I didn't wait for them as they both piled into the shower together, and I left to go back to the guests. I dressed with the others, and I got to know Jerry and his intentions a little better. He mentioned to me that the two sisters had done this a number of times, and he was only too pleased to comply. They put him in complete charge, but expected constant attention in return. That is, "They expected to be surprised by new ideas for getting them fucked or for whoring them out," he said matter-of-factly as we sat talking. Only the four original men remained, with the others having left as soon as they dressed, thanking me for a wonderful afternoon, and promising to repeat the favor. It wasn't more than fifteen minutes before the two blondes were entering the room.

"Here we are!" they said with excitement, bubbly and all smiles. Well, not all smiles....they were wearing their white "fuck me" heels, but nothing more. Two fresh clean nude bodies complete with bald pussies and bouncing tits circled around us, coming to a halt in front of the five men in the room. "Well, what do you want us to wear this time? We have our shorts, short skirts, cocktail dresses, sun dresses, lingerie, an assortment of our own creations ... you name it." The girls laid out the collection of sexy clothing, while the men started selecting and pawing through the piles. Meanwhile, Jessica and Jodi were giving me excited glances and shifting from right to left leg, stretching their near perfect figures to entice the men. Jodi whispered to me, "Did you arrange it with him?"

"Damn! I forgot to ask," I whispered back. She took the cue, smiled at me, then pushed Jerry back on the couch and plunked her naked self in his lap with arms around his neck. "Jerry, darling, I've got a suggestion for you. Why don't you invite my brother in law over to your place to get in on some of the action?"

Jerry's smile widened, "Of course! You will be my guest, won't you? The invitation is open...anytime." He beamed at his inventiveness, and Jessica didn't wait for me to answer.

"Good! It's settled, then. You come over to join us. Stick will give you directions."

"Stick?"

"Oh, sorry. That's Jerry's name among his friends. Very appropriate don't you think?" she said seductively as she squeezed his cock through his pants.

"Thanks, Stick." I replied, laughing with the rest of them. "I think I'll take you up on that."

"OK, but for now these ladies are mine, and I'm getting first crack at their cracks." The girls giggled at the term, and pressed on for a choice of clothing.

"Sheeit! I can never make up my mind. Just take it all guys, and we'll figure it out later." The men scooped up the apparel, placing it into the duffle they brought with them.

"But, what about right now? We just happen to be naked." Jessica asked.

"Right now, my bald pussy friends, I would like to see you in white stockings." So, the two pulled out pairs of white control top nylons, seductively put them on, and replaced their heels. "OK, what next," Jodi continued. "I don't see any reason to wear more than your shoes. Don't you guys agree?" said Jerry. A resounding agreement came from the other three, and my wife and her sister stood shocked (as they liked to be), realizing that their trip to Stick's place would be a nude one. I thought his suggestion was very fitting given the intent of the arrangements, so I offered my support, to which I got a high five from each of the black studs.

The sisters wanted to be fucked and used, so they were going to start by displaying themselves as these black men's toys as they made for the front door. Jessica (always thinking) stopped quickly and turned. "Can you do us a favor?" she asked of me. "Get the video camera and go down the street." I didn't need another hint as I grabbed the camera that had been used to record the afternoon party, and I headed to my car. I drove to a spot with a clear view of Jerry's car and the house, and started the camera running as four black men and two blond nude housewives exited my home. I always liked the look of white nylons, as it made the legs of the women stand out in muscular contrast to their escorts, and gave the mental impression that the wearer was virginal. My wife, with her platinum blond bob hairdo, lightly tanned skin, and four-inch heels, was walking naked (except for her white nylons) between two very black men. And her sister followed, with flowing long blond hair, the same four-inch heels and equally nude between her black escorts. The girls were really working it too, for they walked that bouncy kind of walk that women do when they want their tits to jiggle and bounce, and that they did. Two beautiful creamy mounds of flesh shook provocatively, making sure that they moved up and down, side to side. It was part of their act, and as long as they were doing it, they wanted to make sure that anyone seeing them would have no doubt that they were a black man's white whore. The two girls were drunk with excitement, and I could see that they were giving everything to the experience.

Stick had this in mind when he arrived earlier, and purposely parked about two doors away. The party walked down the driveway and proceeded down the sidewalk. The shot I was getting was superb, and couldn't have turned out better when two cars slowed to watch the parade. The occupants of the first car were new neighbors who nearly took out their own mailbox, and the other car was a couple being escorted around the neighborhood by a real estate sales woman. I got a perfect shot of snapping necks and gawking mouths with the zoom lens, which also showed the semi-naked procession in the background. Both cars slowed to a crawl to watch as the completely nude blonde sisters were ushered into the black men's car and slowly driven away for three days of black sexing.

I don't know exactly how it happened, but I realized that my fear and shock of knowing that my wife would seek out black men to fuck her was a thing of the past. I had realized that there was nothing I could do to change the situation, and that she was going to pursue her fantasy with or without me. The bigger problem I faced was adjusting to the fact that neither my wife nor her sister would use any form of birth control. They insisted that the thrill of the chance of being inseminated by a black man was the ultimate kicker, and this happened to be their fertile time of the month. Just before I left the bedroom, Jessica had whispered that they were "looking forward to being impregnated by Jerry and his friends. I just love the feeling of being filled with hot sperm directly from their black balls." She said this staring into my eyes, her face only inches from mine, breathing hard, and waiting for my reaction. Once again, I snapped back with a curt answer saying that it wasn't my belly that would be swelling with a black baby. She just laughed saying, "I really think you're beginning to get into this. Good for you! Besides, you already know we'll get Ron to deep fuck us and bump it out of there anyway."

Yeah, I knew. Ron and his fourteen-inch donkey dick had penetrated both girls' cervixes on a regular basis, and was their trick to naturally aborting. I mused to myself that it's not every man who would encourage his fair haired housewife to get her cervix fucked by a fourteen inch black cock, but, then again, it was the only practical and sane solution.

I sat there working the camera as my nude wife and sister-in-law paraded down my street. Just before they entered the car, I zoomed in for a last shot on the nakedness of my family sluts. They bent way over for the camera while slowly getting into the car, and it was clear to see that both their bald pussies were dripping once again.


Chapter 2

I watched as Jerry's car pulled away, carrying my wife and her sister off to their planned weekend of playing slave girls for their black lovers, and posing for a new series of slick interracial porn magazines. Not only had it been incredibly erotic to see Jessica and Jodi, two beautiful blond girls being escorted down my neighborhood street by four black men, but for them to be virtually nude, dressed only in white four inch heels and white nylons was really mind blowing. It was only a few seconds before I realized that I had not gotten directions to Jerry's place, so I threw my car into drive, shook off my daze, and raced after the dark BMW. Luckily, traffic allowed me to catch up and follow them to one of the city's urban renewal sections.

The brownstone three story building was in the center of the block that had been completely renovated for exclusive businesses and luxury living. The BMW pulled into a private garage, and the party began filing out and around to the front of the building. The girls were kept nude during the trip, and attracted as much attention as any blonde housewife would in a mostly black neighborhood, but were well protected, and in the safety of their four escorts. After all, they were there to have sex with black men, so covering up was of little importance, just safety. They entered the front and disappeared behind the closed door. After a few minutes of noticing lights getting turned on, the windows to the third story balcony opened, where I could see Jessica looking out. She found my car, smiled, blew me a kiss, and waved as she slipped back to the interior. They didn't make much effort to close the drapes, and from my vantage point, I could see the two blond figures making themselves at home, and stepping behind the bar to fix drinks for their private party.

Soft jazz started to drift from the apartment, and the sisters started stripping the clothes from the men. Soon the picture of two naked white housewives being lovingly pawed by four nude black men was clearly visible. Just before I decided to leave, Jodi dropped to her knees to mouthing the stiff rod of one of the men. Jessica wasn't far behind as I saw her first straining up to kiss her lover while stretching his long cock with her small white hand, then, sinking slowly, she joined her sister in sucking off the first of a long list of black pricks that were lined up for the weekend. As I drove away, both girls raised their hands to wave (they must have been told by their host that I was leaving), neither one missing a stroke from the big black dicks shoved in their mouths. I mused on the way home that neither Jessica nor Jodi ever drank very much liquor, thereby keeping their wits about them when having sex. Jess once confided that they both preferred to have all their senses about them when getting fucked, and only drank to take the edge off. I wasn't that proud. I knew that I would be downing a few at home, thinking of my wife and her sister as they satisfied their lust for black meat, and the fact that both were just about to get their first good drink of the weekend.

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The sisters were insatiable and had an energy level that would put a professional athlete to shame. Their lust for sex seemed only interrupted by their need for food and drink, and occasionally to recharge with a few hours of sleep. Even their bodily functions didn't slow them down, for they sometimes invited some of their kinkier companions to watch as their little pee holes splashed golden liquid into the toilet. Not something I especially enjoyed, but they got to spread themselves in exhibition for their black friends to examine their most private of all parts, and that just turned them on all the more.

My wife and her sister made dinner for their host and his friends, all the while remaining nude and available for their every sexual whim. They fucked throughout the evening into the wee hours of the morning, having removed the only clothes they wore halfway during the evening. When they awoke, they were lying naked in bed sandwiched between black bodies, ready for a new day of playing their "get me pregnant if you can" games. The girls would always schedule something like this during their fertile time of the month, since the adrenaline would be driving them wild.

As morning broke, the two white slaves set about doing their chores for their black master, by starting with breakfast, attending him in the shower, cleaning the house, and, of course, seeing that he had his choice of white snatch for his morning fuck. My wife and her sister always enjoyed showering with their lovers for a couple of reasons. The first was obvious, as they got to clean the orifices that they would be touching and even mouthing. The second reason was that they had one silly fetish for their men to be cleanly shaven. Not their faces, but their cocks and balls. The girls thrilled at the chore of lathering up their black lover's tools and gently taking a safety razor the stiffening dicks and swaying ball sacks. In the end, they voided the men of any hair that would interfere with blowjobs, and they claimed that it felt so much sexier to feel a smooth shiny black snake against their equally bald pussies. I have to admit that the few times I watched my wife leisurely lying back while sipping a drink, with her legs spread wide to the side, and having a big black prick slowly slide in and out of her stretching cunt was a beautiful turn-on. She had such a way with casual sex that she could carry on a conversation with her lover while she enjoyed a long slow screw.

Jerry's guests were treated with the same respect, and each sister got filled with hot creamy sperm from at least two men. Jess and Jodi made perfect white surrogate housewives for the black men as they went about making the morning meal in the nude. A complete breakfast was served, and each man was offered milk for his coffee, which the girls squirted from their nipples directly into the cups. Refills were self serve, and they offered their breasts to the men who squeezed the tender white flesh until it produced the desired white fluid. The girls were really having a good time being used by their black masters, and playing the game of obedient white slaves.

Jerry's friends left after breakfast, leaving him alone with his harem, and getting on with the day's chores for his slaves. Actually, chores isn't quite the right word for it. Fortune had it that he was a professional photographer who mostly did layouts for newspaper ads and magazines. However, he also had contacts that would pay him for good quality porn photos whenever he could come up with new material, and had mentioned it once to Jodi and Jess who jumped at the chance for a bit of notoriety. The girls had actually been turned on enough by the idea, that they arranged for part of this weekend to include a real top notch photo session of them being black sexed. Having relatively good business sense, Jerry got the notion of making a little money on the side, by selling the opportunity for his business associates to have their picture taken with a white woman. The equipment was top notch, and the lighting was everything needed for the best quality results. Working alone and owning the building, he had the advantage of being able to lock the front door and allow his subjects to roam freely throughout, and in any state of dress that suited the job. Of course, my wife and her sister roamed nude, since it was what good sex slaves should do, and it just plain was exciting to both them and Jerry's guests.

Shortly after breakfast, I got a call from Jodi, who asked if I could run by her house and pick up Nubi, her dog (pronounced noo-bee). I asked once why the name Nubi, to which she replied, "Oh, it's short for Nubian." She proceeded to lecture me on the derivation of the word, "You know, like in Nubia, the country in Africa. The term Nubian slave referred to black slaves, and Nubi being black, well....." It was easy for me to get the picture, since Nubi was a rather large Labrador retriever/Great Dane mix. Not knowing or caring why Jodi wanted me to bring the dog, I merely agreed, thinking it a good excuse to see how the girls were coming along, or, more appropriately, just plain cumming.

I arrived at Jerry's place, with the dog slobbering all over the interior of my car and me. Somehow Nubi made me feel more comfortable walking in the area, and we soon were at the front door. The buzzer rang us through, and we found our way to the second floor, where I heard voices. As I entered the studio a naked Jodi, who took an excited Nubi off my hands, greeted me. One black man who was as equally naked as she accompanied her, and, when I was introduced as her sister's husband, the man's hand went limp in mine, just like Jerry's the day before. I was beginning to like the effect of power I had over the men as my confidence rose to new levels. Nevertheless, the man was as cordial as the men I had met the day before, and we began talking as Jodi took Nubi to another part of the large room to settle down.