I met Jenny where she worked behind the counter in a coffee shop, one of those hip local poet hangouts that serve esspresso, and cappichino, and rag on the older generation. Young and still foolish she had a nose ring, and a pierced tongue, but what drew my attention was the thin short T-shirt she was wearing that let me oggle her tucked in waist with the ring in her belly button flap above her denim cut offs, and allowed her nipples to poke through atop thos swollen breasts showing that her right one had a ring pierced in it too. Now why a beautiful girl like that would think she needed any other help to get attention than the body, and face she had already was beyond my comprehension. Without all the jewelry she was perfect bait for the next Playboy Bunny of the Year centerfold. But the thing was, on her it all looked great, as did the butterfly tattoo on the outside of her left ankle, so I put it down as something the crowd she hung around talked her into. After all, with her natural honey blond hair, to have it streaked in bright lime, and red purple as if painted was a bit ludicrous even at 18 years old in her sophomore year of college.

We talked, then talked some more each day getting to know one another. As is turned out Jenny was really very shy, in an out going sort of way, but as bright as a new, untouched, just minted penny. Another thing that I found out, once she did let me into her bed, other than the fact that she had a ring pierced in each pussy lip, was that she was a sexual dynamo willing to give anything related to a sex a try at least once. More often if it turned out that she liked it. So that by the time I came along she already considered herself bisexual in spirit, Asexual when the need arose, and anything sexual if she had a good case of the horney’s. Though deffinately not sadistic in nature, she could, when given the right stimulus, be as dominant a bitch as the situation required, or as wimpy and submissive as a Sheik’s harem slave.

The only thing she could think of that she hadn’t tried out, once we got talking about our perverted fantasies, was fucking a strange dominant black men, or her pet Labrador Retreiver. Both of which were high on her fantasy list, and mine, mine to watch her do it, of course. By this time we’d been a couple now living together in my condo for over six months, and were engaged to be married six months later. We already knew everything about each others bodies, and what turned them on by now as well. That might normally be a receipe for finding someone new in most cases, but the truth was, we were comfortable with each other, and that’s the rarest kind of love to find for anybody.

“Look,” I said finally, “we’re going to be married in about six months, so I don’t think it would hurt our relationship if before we got married, you actually fulfilled our fantasies, do you?”

“Which one?” She giggled. “Fucking the dog, or the dominant black stranger?”

“Why not both?” I suggested, and though we’d consumed a great deal of wine by then Jenny was suddenly as sober as the Chief of Justice.

“You can’t be serious!”

“Why not? You know you want to, I know you want to, and I’d love watching you do it. So what’s the harm?”

She suddenly got this wicked grin on her face as she answered with, “And what if I happen to like fucking dogs, and black men, then what?”

“You mean as long as you do it in front of me?” I asked, and when she nodded I said, “Makes for a really fun, and interesting marriage, don’t you think?”

For the first experiment all we needed was a free Friday night, and Saturday afterwards at our condo. It was my idea that she dress up just a bit as the occasion warrented, so we went to Victoria’s Secret where I splurged a few bucks on her. When she saw what I had picked out for her to wear Jenny nearly flipped out.

“You want me to dress up as a whore to fuck a dog?” She barely contained her voice to a whisper.

“Well,” I shrugged, “you’d wear them if I liked you in them. Wouldn’t you?”

“Well yeah, but…”

“I’m the only one there just watching, remember? And so what if you look like a whore then? You’ll be whoring with a dog. Won’t you?”

That made her giggle, and she immediately took the things from my hands to go try them on for size. We only had to exchange the one garterbelt because it was too small for her 37-20-34 figure, the rest of the stuff fit her perfectly, and she now had three sets of slutties to wear.

“Why three?” Jenny inquired on the ride home, hugging the Victoria’s Secret bag to her like a new doll on Christmas.

“One for the dog, one for the black stranger, and one outfit just for me,” I laughed, “and you can pick which is which. Just remember, no crazy paint in your hair for me, please, and conservative makeup is the best way to go for you.”

“You’re thinking of taking pictures, aren’t you!”

“Just for our private scrapebook is all,” I replied sheepishly.

“If it’s our scrapebook, then I get to help pick out which pictures go into it.”

“Absolutely,” I replied, figuring I could always make up a scrapebook just for me to wack off to, and hide it away somewhere, if it came to that.

When I got home the Friday evening that we had set aside for Jenny’s first little experiment, Jenny was taking a bubble bath, and there was a note for me on the coffee table that said; “Max has just had a bath, don’t you dare let him go outside without a leash, and get dirty! Go ahead and get dinner started, and tape some socks to his front legs. I’ll be down when I’m ready.” I couldn’t argue with Jenny’s logic, so I patted Max on the head, going to the laundry room to fetch a pair of my cotton socks first, and when I patted his head on the return he followed me into the kitchen, tail wagging a mile a minute.

I put the TV dinners in the oven, then duct taped the socks to Max’s front legs, giving him a treat afterwards like Jenny had shown me, and scratched him behind the ears as I ruffled his fur to see how dry he was after having been bathed. He was more than dry enough, but indicated that he needed to go outside. I took him out in the back yard on his leash to do his business, and after peeing on several of the bushes we returned inside where I refreshed his water bowl. He was lapping happily away when I went to fetch my old polaroid, and new digital cameras.

I was breathing heavy with excitement the moment Jenny’s red high heeled feet clad in black nylons began to desend the stairway, and as all of her came into sight I took a picture from each camera for our new private scrapbooks. Other than her red satin garterbelt, and matching peek-a-boo half cup bra, silky red thong style panties, and red satin elbow length gloves Jenny had put on this sheer black nylon night gown robe thing that tied up around her elegant neck, but opened down the front with just a hint of a breeze, that came all the way down to her slim ankles. With her hair down around her shoulders in soft shimmering waves, and no paint or frizzy spikes in it she almost looked like the cover of the next Penthouse, especially with her picture perfect makeup and painted red nails.

“I gather you like,” she said, pointing to the erection in my pants after doing a complete turn for me at the bottom of the stairs making the see through robe billow out like a cape.

“I do indeed,” I replied, taking a couple more pictures just before the bell went off in the kitchen announcing that our gourmet meal was ready to eat.

As always, Max joined us to eat in the dinning room, his supper in a bowl near Jenny, but the lighted candles I’d placed on the table for this special occasion got me a full body hug, with that lushious ripe flesh of Jenny’s, and a red lipstick print on the right cheek of my face as well. The heady scent of her perfume hung on me all through dinner, and kept my dick ridged the whole time as well. Eating only made me hungry to taste Jenny, and I poured us both a healthy glass full of Chardoney to ease the sexual tension already building in the both of us. In fact we drank like long shormen, and ate like birds during the meal as we talked about anything but what Jenny was about to do.

Now normally when Jenny and I have sex, Max is locked out of our bedroom, so we didn’t want to start him thinking that had changed at all. So once we mutually agreed that dinner was over we retired to the living room taking our wine with us. We kissed in front of the couch, clinging to each other like long lost lovers, and I slowly eased Jenny down onto her back to lay caddy corner along the length of the couch before withdrawing to take several more pictures with both cameras. Her smile as she sipped at her wine changed with every flash, and that sheer black nylon robe was soon spread out snow angel fashion around her so that I got some great snaps of her lying there in her new slutties posing for me, the red silk thong already showing a wet spot in it.

I couldn’t take it any longer, and got undressed, then kneeled down between her spread open silky smooth thighs for a taste. Imagine my surprise when I tugged the thong out of the way to find that she’d shaved all of her pubic thatch away, leaving only those two gold rings pierced in her pussy lips for me to enjoy.

“Just this once, for you,” she whispered huskily, and pulled my face into her smooth crotch with her gloved left hand.

I fairly wallowed in the essence of my future bride, my tongue going deep to lap at her growing nectur. I was so busy eating pussy that I had forgotten about Max, and when I did look up from her fragrant groto I saw Max lapping happily away at Jenny’s exposed nipples, especially her ring pierced nipple as she petted the length of his back, and left side cooing in responce to our combined attention of her vibrant ripe flesh with her eyes closed, lost in a sexual trance of her own. My dick was throbbing hard, and leaking precum when I backed away to take a couple more pictures of her laying there like that with Max. I don’t think she even noticed as I was quick about it, returning to slurp the length of her slit in just a few seconds.

As it turned out, Max came down shortly to join me at the Y, and started to lick at Jenny’s shaved pussy as though he did this every day. I backed away to let him get inbetween her thighs, untying the thong, and pulling it out of the way as I did. Jenny certainly noticed the difference in the style of pussy eating, but only parted her legs a bit more to let Max’s tongue go deeper than mine ever could. I took several more shots of the two of them like that, my cock leaking all over the damn place in the process.

Had anyone told me six months ago that I’d be taking pictures of my fiance getting her pussy lapped good by her pet Black Lab in preparation for some doggy style sex, I’d have told them they were nuts. But I now had the pictures to prove otherwise, and Jenny never looked so fucking hot as she did with her face scrunched up as her first climax of the evening washed over her thanks to Max’s attentive tongue. Her gloved hands holding Max’s head tight to her writhing groin as she fed him her shaved snatch.

“Oooooooooooooh oh yeah baby…eat mommy’s pussy nice! That’s a good boy! Ooooo.. oh yeahhhhhhhhhhh! I love the way your tongue goes so fucking deep inside of me!”

I reached down then, and untied the strings of the see through robe from around her neck, then stepped back to take a couple more shots. By then however, Max was ready to mount his mistress, or bitch, depending on how you look at it, if his growing barbed cannine dick was any evidence as it stuck out of his sheath six inches already, and looked like bright red skinned beef at that. Looking at that ghastly penis, I could hardly believe that Jenny had ever considered fucking something that monstrous in her fantasies, let alone finally consent to my wishes to actually go through with this obscenity of nature in real life. I took several pictures of it just like that too, so that she could view them later, after the fact, of course.

Now, at only a year old, Max had yet to mate with a real bitch, so he wasn’t set into any preprogramed style of fucking, and suddenly just hopped up on his hind legs with his front paws falling on either side of Jenny’s tucked in waist above her flaring hips. I got that on film too, but only on the digital camera as it can take close rapid fire shots unlike my old polaroid. The only problem arose once Max was there over top of Jenny ready to do her missionary fashion without a clue to what to do next. However Jenny, in her heat did just what came natural.

Jenny’s legs lifted up going up over, and scissoring behind Max’s back as her left hand slithered down inbetween their bodies to take hold of that alien prick in her gloved hand, and guide it right inbetween her wet ring pierced pussy lips. With Jenny’s silky smooth wet cunt surrounding the pointed end of his cannine shaft Max suddenly did what comes natural to all males, cannine or otherwise, and humped his hind end forward. I had my camera right up close to the action as dog cock suddenly whoshed right up into my fiance’s snatch like a King Cobra striking at it’s next victim.

“Oh fuck yeah!” Jenny cried out in ecstasy. Then in a more soothing tone of voice; “Oh shit your one big son of a bitch! Good puppy, good doggy, Max, now fuck mommy sweetheart! Show me what you’ve got! Fuck your bitch, Max! That’s right, I’m your bitch now. Fuck me!”

I wanted to both watch, and actually be Max at the same time right then, but since I could only watch, I took pictures of the whole proceedings being as methodical, and patient as I could while my dick tried to talk me into joining in on the action at every turn. Max either understood every word Jenny spoke, or after readjusting his hind legs a little closer felt his instincts take over, but he began to screw my fiance with steady in and out strokes. I’m sure Max wanted to fuck faster, but with Jenny’s legs wrapped around his back it cramped his style, but made it all the better for Jenny as she hit her second peak almost right away. I got some great close ups then from the side as that slimy cannine pecker’s growing knot was forced right up Jenny’s twat going right inbetween those two lower gold rings of hers, and causing her to make a choking sound.

“Oochhchchch…cum…ing!”

Jenny’s ass was beating a tattoo on the couch cushion as her hips lifted to meet each thrust of Max’s dog dick. Her titties getting salivated on as Max panted over them looked like someone had been cuming on her chest in groups of three were constantly jiggling on her chest like mountain peak jello molds atop a washing machine during the spin cycle. Gone was any sign of shyness on Jenny’s part now as she reached for her third mind bending orgasm in less than half an hour as Max’s first bitch, my fiance looking like an absolute slut as she willingly gave her body to the dog to use as his cum receptical, or cum dump if you prefer the gutteral.

Somehow Max was able to take longer strokes, and that allowed him to pump that human pussy much harder with his doggy cock, and that made Jenny’s ass really wag back up at him then. I really did try to take as many different angled pictures as I could think of, but the truth is, I was just too wrapped up in what they were doing to think properly. I mean, it’s not every day that you see your future bride dressed up like a slut, and fucking her dog like a true bitch whore in heat fucks any stray mutt who will shove the pork to her out in the middle of traffic at rush hour. But that’s exactly what was taking place right in front of me, and for the life of me I can’t figure out why I thought Jenny looked so damn sexy hot doing it, but I did.

When at last Max did manage to finally cum deep inside of Jenny, she was right there with him having her fouth, and most enthusiastic climax of the evening, her whole body trembling, and twitching, writhing, and out of control like an epileptic fit. I managed to get several close in shots of the dog’s thin cum drizzling out of Jenny’s overstuffed, tightly tied pussy as he filled her cunt with more than a pint full of cannine sperm. I also had to run to the kitchen to get a dish towel to soak it all up so that it wouldn’t ruin the couch as it ran down the crack of her finely sculpted ass.

I had to wait another 15 minutes before Max could safely tug his knoted prick out of that tight hidey hole of Jenny’s before being able to take sloppier than sloppy seconds, and from a mere dog at that. I could hardly even feel that I was in my fiance’s cunt now that the dog’s knoted cock had stretched it out to the limits of its elasticity. But just sticking my prick into that lava pit was enough to get me off after watching their bestial perversity first hand, and I added my filth to that of the dog’s in Jenny’s fiery cauldron, cuming like three men instead of just one as Jenny just lay their smiling in exhaustion after such a thorough cannine fucking. We fell asleep on the couch linked together spoon fashion with my cock up her soiled twat with Max licking at her face and titties above that red half cup bra.

I was certain then as I dozed off that I’d be taking more pictures of her, and Max in the near future, and maybe next time he would fuck her doggy fashion if I was lucky. You can imagine my surprise though when waking up before sunrise I found Jenny down on the carpet on her knees with her head up under Max’s belly with his dick in her mouth sucking away as if cannine cock was sugar coated candy. I hurriedly snatched up both cameras and took some great shots of that dog’s prick getting blown by my future wife as she diddled her own wet pussy at the same time. At first she blushed profusely, but by the third snap shot Jenny was even smiling into the camera with half of the dog’s cock sticking out from between her red lips as if she ate Labrador dick every morning for breakfast.

My dick was so hard it could have cut steel, but instead I sank it deep into Jenny’s super tight butt instead, after dipping it into her twat to lubricate it, and began to fuck her, and call her every kind of dirty filthy dog fucking cock sucker I could think of, and then some. Jenny’s ass really began to wag, and hump back at me then. I reached around her as I sawed in and out of her butt, and fondled those fabulous firm titties of her even tugging on the ring in her right nipple the way she likes.

I am a whole woman kind of guy, that is to say that I’m not just a tit, legs, or ass man. With Jenny’s body it didn’t matter, she’s any man’s idea of paradise. However if I were just a tit man, I could have written sonnets about her twin pink capped mountain peaks of pleasure over flowing a C cup bra. Much more than a handful, but none wasted I can assure you as I have fucked their gentle valley’s smooth funnel on occasion. And I know my hands were certainly enjoying their soft firm resilliancey at the moment as I fucked her in the ass, while she sucked her dog’s cock. My dick pumping in and out of her faster with each passing moment as we built towards a new sexual plateau.

Max was getting figety, and prancing about as Jenny’s head moved back and forth along his cannine prick, and suddenly he just hopped up onto her shoulders wrapping his front legs around her neck sort of, and really threw the meat to her face as we stared at each other over Jenny’s back double dicking her from different ends. The animal’s concentration so stark, and serious as to make me want to laugh at my own meager by comparison assault on my fiance’s flesh. Jenny however was really getting into this as her whole body was undulating in one continuous never ending wave action. I reached back then, and grabbed my cameras to take another shot with each, then rejoined the fray more vigorously as if competing with her pet.

Neither Max or I got into any kind of mutual rhythm fucking Jenny together like that, but the resulting jiggling of all that exquisite feminine flesh as we rammed our dicks back and forth in her body from both ends was a tantilizing bit of eye candy that was surely lost on a mere dumb animal such as Max. I had entered this three way late, but was fast catching up with them when Max suddenly became stiff as a board, his blurring hind end barely jerking now as he emptied his doggy balls into my future bride’s cock sucking mouth for the very first time. That immediately set Jenny into orbit, and her spincter clamped hard around my cock putting me over the edge with the both of them, and as Max pissed his dog scum down my fiance’s throat, I hosed down her asshole with a sperm enema.

“Yeah!” I cried out. “That’s it, drink all of that filth you fucking little whore!”

When we were finished, Jenny and I collapsed together onto the carpeted floor with my dick still up her butt. I finally rolled off of her after a few minutes, and damned if Max didn’t stick his nose up ass, and start licking up the mess I had left there, and still oozing out. A quick look at Jenny’s face, and she just winked at me, so I grabbed the cameras, and took several more pictures of Max licking away at her butt hole. A half hour later Max was down stairs minus my socks, and we were in bed cuddled up together naked, and fast on our way back to sleep.

Part II:

Over the next month Jenny worked training Max to be her very own sporting dog. The hardest part, of course, was teaching him when not to be frisky, but finally he realized that if he didn’t have socks on his front paws, that Jenny, nor any woman for that matter, was to be considered his bitch in heat. By the end of the second month’s training Max was following hand signals, and that was when we both started to breath a lot easier when company came visiting at our place.

During Max’s training period I too was busy, cultivating Jenny’s next fantasy into a reality, that being Jenny’s dominant black stranger fuck. Now since he only had to be a stranger to Jenny, I figured why not let one of my own pals in on something this good, right? The problem with that was they were all just as young as Jenny and I, and that just wouldn’t do because Jenny’s dream dom was an older male, more sure of himself, and his power over the opposite sex, regardless of color. Or at least that was Jenny’s idea of the man. Someone who took charge, because he was a natural Alpha type male, and always had been. What I needed was a cop, or something similar.

I met Big Mike at a donut shop, but he was no ordinary beat cop, he was a Liutenent out of burglery with the local police department, and as luck would have it, recently divorced after twenty years of marriage. He didn’t eat donuts, just went there because he liked their coffee, and always had, and considered it a great place to pick up women now that he didn’t have a steady bed partner. After the third night in a row of watching this man pick up women, I knew he was the right one. I had some friends do a back up check on him, and found him clean in all respects save for one thing.

“They say he’s a real dominant SOB on the job,” said my source, “but that’s what draws all the pussy to him like a magnet. They really get into him for some reason, though personally, I think it’s because he’s got a real pussy pleaser for a dick swinging between his legs.”

He would be perfect, I figured, if only I knew how to approach him, after all, he was a cop, and would be suspicious of me from the start. Still, other than a couple parking tickets I was clean, and neither Jenny or I did drugs of any kind. The obvious thing then would just be to take Jenny to the donut shop some night when he was there, and let nature take it’s course. The only problem with that idea was that Big Mike didn’t go there every night, nor at any set time. We could easily miss him altogether if I picked the wrong night or time, and the other thing was that Big Mike only picked up women who were by themselves, and just as obviously looking for someone to talk to.

The only thing I could think to do was to go to the donut shop, but leave Jenny in the car out of sight. Then when he showed up, just switch places with Jenny, and drive home until they got there. After all, he’d seen me in there plenty of times, but never with Jenny. We could pretend that a friend had dropped her off there, and that we’d just missed connecting with each other, or some such thing, and then just let the Alpha in Big Mike take over from there. As luck would have it, we caught him on the very first try around 5pm, on a Wednesday evening. When Big Mike entered the donut shop, I got up acting pissed, and walked out.

Jenny entered the place like a lamb insearch of a shepherd, and ready to be shorn. She took the stool one place over from Big Mike’s left side after a quick look around, and not seeing me, of course. By then I was parked across the street watching them, and just like clock work Big Mike was sitting next to Jenny in less than five minutes, with the two of them talking like long lost war buddies. I drove home then, thinking they’d be along eventually, and hoping that I’d at least get to see the two of them together later that night.

I heard a car pull into the driveway around 10pm, then two car doors slammed shut. I walked to the front door, and opened it just as they arrived at the threshold. You could have knocked me over with a feather when my eyes alighted on Jenny. All she had on was her lime green half up bra, matching satin garter belt, and hosiery with cum flecks drying in her disarrayed hair, and all over her naked chest, neck and face, with something leaking down the insides of her thighs from her recently shaved, and tattooed pussy as she carried the rest of her things in her right hand.

“Where the hell have you been?” I choked out. “I was worried about you, and…”

“Jenny was with me,” Big Mike said showing me his badge as if I didn’t already know he was a cop, “and I almost busted her for prostitution before she explained everything to me. After our talk we became real friendly, you might say, and I even introduced her to a friend of mine. He did the tattoo job. Pretty nice, eh?”

I looked down again, but this time I could read what it said inside of the heart shaped tattoo above Jenny’s raw swollen pussy. And there in black ink, surrounded by a picture perfect bright red heart with a dew drop tattooed in as well just below the point, in small script was; “I love Nigger dick.” It actually looked very artistic, and of course, on Jenny, it looked great.

“Jenny told me that you didn’t want her getting anything else peirced so I insisted on the heart with the little cum drop under it instead. It’s just our way of telling it like it is, right?”

Since I didn’t think I had much choice in the matter, I nodded my head as if in a trance, and started to follow them up to Jenny’s and my bedroom.

“No, you wait here,” Big Mike instructed me, “I know you want to watch, but we ain’t had much of a honey moon yet. I’m sure you understand, eh. Just wait down here for an hour, and when I’m through with the bitch I’ll give you a call, and you can lick up the mess afterwards. Maybe next time I visit you can watch, but not this time. She isn’t quite trained enough, if you get my drift.”

Having put me in my place, he followed Jenny’s swaying rump up the stairs, his fingers resting possessively in her pussy from behind, and once in our bedroom closed the door shut, and locked it as well behind them. For the next hour and a half I heard my future wife’s voice keening every few minutes as she swam through the Sea of Orgasma with Big Mike’s black prick as the rudder in our bed. Mike didn’t call me up, instead vying to come down after getting dressed, and at the front door he stop, and turned towards me.

“I’m finished with her for today,” he said, “but I’ll be back at regular intervals to continue her training. My schedual is rather hecktic, so I don’t know when I’ll be able to come see her. I hope you don’t mind, but she gave me her key to get in anytime I want day or night in exchange for the instructions I left for her on the night stand. Oh, and congratulations on your upcoming nuptuals. If we’re lucky, maybe the bride will be knocked up by the time you two say, “I do.” In any case, you are a very lucky man to be marrying such a wonderfully sharing wife, aren’t you.”

And with that said he simply walked out the door closing it firmly behind him. I stumbled up every third step on my way to our bedroom, I was in such a hurry, and there on our bed I found Jenny tied up on her hands and knees with her ass stuck up in the air, and a ball gag in her mouth still dressed up in her lime green slutties. In that position her gaping ass hole looked like a huge cave dwelling over flowing with rich creamy liquid slime. Sorta like an open water well. Her pussy wasn’t in much better shape either as I could see down into it as well, and it too was a small pond in a sink hole. Jenny had sucker bites all over her tits, and the nipple with the ring pierced in it looked red, and more swollen than normal. That’s when I noticed that it wasn’t a gold ring at all, but a new and slightly bigger gold shackle that was pierced into her right nipple now.

I was going to confront Jenny about the new shackle, but one look at her face coated in Big Mike’s most recent discharge made me want to fuck Jenny instead. Then I caught sight of the list of instructions sitting on the night stand, and walked over, and picked it up to read aloud.

“You are nothing but a cum dump from this point on, Jenny,” I read, “and while I suspect you’ll still have sex with what’s his name, as that is the nature of a whore like you, I will do everything within my power to try to see to it that you become pregnant with my black bastard child by the time you two tie the knot. You may be his on paper then, but in the real world, you’re going to become my little white married whore, and favorite cum slut. You’ll be expected to entertain a few of my black friends on occasion, and your future husband can watch them as they use you, but he can’t have you until they are finished with you. Your black masters will always have priority from now on. So if you’re reading this honky, I expect you better get used to this, after all, it was your idea to have your future wife fuck a strange Nigger in the first place. If what Jen told me is true, then this shouldn’t bother you in the least. PS: Don’t untie the bitch until after you are finished using her. She likes it best that way. Oh, and sorry about the shackle, but I just had to buy it for her. The soreness should go away in a couple of days, and tell the bitch to take good care of that new tattoo. She’ll know what I’m talking about.”

It’s really hard to say what I felt after reading Big Mike’s instructions for Jenny. Hurt, betrayal, maybe, but mostly I was just so fucking turned on that I took off my pants, and took up with Jenny where Big Mike had left off. Grabbing two handfulls of sculpted marble white ass, I rammed every inch of my dick into Jenny’s well fucked wet pussy, and let what was still in there splash out as it would in every direction. I fucked her pussy, then her filth filled butt, even though I could hardly feel a thing, she was so loose now, and lastly I jerked off all over the side of her face that Big Mike had pretty much missed on his go around with my fiance. Jenny took it, but then she had no choice, and when I was through, I untied her, and we at last went to sleep contented in each others arms on those soiled sheets.

Almost week went by before we heard from Big Mike again, or rather I came home and found him in my bed fucking the shit out of Jenny who was tied face down spread eagle to the four corner posts with that ball gag in her mouth once again, and all the pillows we owned under her hips elevating her rear end. I stared in awe frozen to the threshold of our bedroom looking on as the biggest, blackest cock any nightmare could have conceived pounded in, and out of my poor defenseless Jenny’s raw clam shell from behind I’d been amused at her constant attention to staying well groomed down there now, and keeping that new tattoo well lotioned so that it wouldn’t scab over as Big Mike’s tattoo artist had instructed her. Now seeing that huge black dick, almost a foot in lenth, and as thick as her wrists sliding in and out of her cunt slippery wet with her secretions I knew the real reason behind all of that fuss. Now I’m no wimp in the dick department, but what Big Mike had swinging between his legs soft was bigger than me, and hard the man could compete with wild stallions for the herd’s best mares.

When Big Mike finally did notice me standing there, he grinned, and gave me a cock sure wink, and just went about his business of fucking the finest looking white woman either of us had probably ever met. With her butt cheeks jiggling on every inward thrust as his tight abs slapped against them, Jenny’s face was a mask of orgasmic escape. I’d seen that look many times, but only with me, or with her dog Max, that is until now. I don’t know what it is about seeing the woman you love getting a royal fucking by another man’s cock that turns perverts like me on, but it sure the hell did.

Eventually Jenny opened her eyes, and saw me standing there in the door way with my cock in hand slowly beating off, her wane smile around the ball stuck in her mouth about all the acknowledgement she could muster in greeting the way she was tied up and gagged right then. Fortunately Max was out in the back yard, or surely he would have joined them with the door wide open, and then even that part of our privacy would have been at Big Mike’s perusal, that is if it wasn’t common knowledge to him already. After all, in Jenny’s condition, there’s no telling what she had told Big Mike.

“Looks like your ole man gets off on you fucking Niggers almost as much as you actually doing the fucking, doesn’t it Jenny?”

“Mmmph, mphmpphm,” Jenny replied in garbled gag for his ammusement.

“At least he ain’t no needle dick,” Big Mike continued, slowing down his thrusts, but taking longer strokes now, “or I would probably have ripped you open that night, eh. Just as well, we wouldn’t want to waist this fine booty on no wimp peckers. It’s too big for that shit now anyway. Just the same, I don’t want you fuck’in around with no other white dicks, no matter what he says. Is that clear, bitch?”

And when Jenny nodded her agreement, I knew a part of her was Big Mike’s now forever. Just like a part of her belonged to Max now. But for the life of me, I couln’t figure out why that thrilled me to the core knowing that my future wife would be whoring around with black men, and dogs the rest of our lives together turning me into her cuckolded husband even before we were married. Still, watching as that veiny black bat stretched out Jenny’s pussy around it as it pumped in and out of there like an oil derrick had a hypnotizing effect on me. I came, just standing there, and wacking off while watching my fiance degrade herself with that black man, and my dick never got soft so I just kept jerking on it while Big Mike dropped first one load in Jenny’s cunt, then popped his cock right up her tight asshole, and started fucking her butt next as if he hadn’t even cum yet.

I’ve heard it said that there’s no nastier white woman on the planet than one who will let a Nigger fuck her up the ass, and I’m here to tell you, Jenny is probably in the top ten in that catagory alone. She loves getting fucked anally as much as vaginally, and even let Max fuck her in the ass a couple of times already by then. However she handles pain better than any woman I’ve ever met, it still had to of hurt something awful the first time Big Mike took her butt, but she never said a word either way because in truth, I think Jenny gets off on a little pain, as is evidenced by the piercings, and tattoos, as well as the hair pulling, and nipple twisting Big Mike put her through when he was with her.

The front door bell must have rang several times, because Big Mike looked right at me freezing the blood in my body as he said; “Well don’t just stand there Jerk Off, go answer the damn door. It’s probably Bosco, and his slut Gloria. I invited them over to have some fun. Bosco is plain butt ugly, and his married white slut Gloria is too fine for words. They’re here to help me train this bitch of ours,” and he slapped Jenny’s right ass cheek for emphasis.

Upon answering the door, I realized at once that these two were the ones Big Mike had just spoken of, and I was immediately impressed. Bosco had to be the ugliest bull of a man that ever lived, even for a black man, that I’d ever seen, but Gloria, in direct contrast, was almost the perfect human sized Mattel mold for the next generation of Barbie dolls. At around 25-30 years old Gloria has a Morgan Fairchild figure for the most part, but those tits had to be related to Dolly Parton as huge, and as firm as they are, if they were real in the first place, and packed into that tight T-shirt, and yellow gold painted on shorts it all looked like original equipment to me.

“I’m Bosco,” said the black man by way of introduction, and walked right in with Gloria right behind, “Where’s the master bedroom?” was all he asked, and when I pointed, he headed that way with me staring in awe as Gloria’s rump swayed side to side right behind him, and me following with my face level to her rear.

Since I hadn’t been invited into my own bedroom since arriving home, I stopped once again at the threshold of the open door.

“Damn sure stinks like Nigger pussy in here,” Bosco said entering my bedroom.

“Bout damn time you got your black ass over here,” Big Mike chuckled in return, and they did a high five in greeting.

“Yeah, it took longer for Gloria’s husband to lick her clean after I fucked her than I thought it would. That boy is getting a real taste for his wife’s cream pie. I think if I let him, he’d lick my dick clean after I fucked her in the ass too.”

“I’m sure you’ll have him trained for that too soon enough,” Big Mike replied, “but the reason I called you over was to take a look at your art work, and tell me if the bitch is taking good care of it.”

“Well get that big Nigger dick out of her, and flip her over, and I’ll take a look see.”

Bosco helped, and in a couple of minutes they had Jenny on her back with those pillows under ass this time, once again tied to all four posts of our bed. Bosco climbed right up inbetween Jenny’s widely splayed thighs, and took a good look at Jenny’s new tattoo then. He took his time, his finger tips gliding over the baby smooth flesh with the heart and “I Lover Nigger Dick,” tattooed where her pubic thatch use to be. Then he took a look up at Jenny’s right nipple where the new gold shackle lay. He pulled on the shackle a couple of times stretching Jenny’s tit up at that nipple when he did. Her old sucker bites almost healed, she now had a whole new group there.

“She looks okay to me Mike,” Bosco finally said after completing his visual examination, “at least as far as the tattoo, and shackle are concerned. However this pussy of hers still needs a lot of stretching out yet, if you ask me.”

“Yeah, I think so too, but I’ve got to go on extra duty in an hour,” Big Mike informed us all for the first time, “so I thought maybe you and Gloria could just take up where I left off. Feed her some pussy while you fuck her kind of thing, if you know what I mean. Don’t mind her fiance, he likes to watch, and will stay out of the way I’m sure. But he ain’t like Gloria’s wimp, so leave him alone, and just concentrate on my bitch. If you get tired, or need a break, she’s got a sporting dog out in the back yard that’s black than the both of us, and better looking that you. He’s only been trained to fuck her, but if you want to have Gloria fuck him, I’m sure Jenny will assist you.”

So Jenny had told Big Mike about Max after all, and the bastard winked at me when he told Bosco about the dog no less. I suddenly wanted to find a deep hole, crawl in, and cover myself up with dirt. But from the look on Jenny’s face I could tell she was actually proud that everyone there knew she was a dog fucking whore.

“Well alright!” Bosco howled in glee, and started getting undressed as Big Mike put his clothes on. “Maybe next time I come over I’ll tattoo a little puppy dog on that fine white ass of yours bitch. Maybe right next to the heart. How’s that sound, Mike?”

“I’ll think about it Bosco,” he replied, then giving Gloria a little pat on her ass rushed out of the room, and right past me on his way out.

When Bosco got down to his shorts my jaw fell open, and bounced twice off the carpet before staying there. If Bosco was butt ugly, and he was, then his prick was what made up for it. The damn thing was even bigger, if anything, than Big Mike’s, and perfectly proportioned in every way. The head of his helmeted dick was like a small fist, and the shank was like some midget’s whole arm sticking straight out of his bushey groin. I watched in total amazement as Gloria got down on her knees to suck that monster, and lick it nice and wet with her saliva before guiding it right up to the mouth of Jenny’s cave still flowing with Big Mike’s last discharge in there.

Gloria tugged at the two rings pierced into Jenny’s cunt lips to move them out of the way, then Bosco started pressing the head of his dick into my fiance’s already well stretched pussy, streching it out like never before. And if Big Mike’s cock was in competition with the equestrian species, then Bosco had to be the original elephantine man as far as prick size was concerned. However Jenny only showed a modicum of discomfort as that gigantic black wooly mammoth entered her body, stretching her enough to make one think that she was in reverse labor.

“Oh yeah, man,” Bosco said looking over towards me, “I ain’t had no pussy this tight since I broke Gloria in. And you could fist fuck her now and barely know you’re in her. Though you’d never know it to look at Gloria, now would you.”

I had to shake my head in agreement. The woman looked virginally innocent by anyones standards as she was, dressed the way she was.

“Go ahead and strip for the man, Gloria,” Bosco chuckled, “this bitch won’t mind. You need to get undressed to feed her that pussy of yours anyway.”

Gloria took off the T-shirt, and damned if those titties weren’t natural. Then she wriggled, and peeled those shorts off, and standing there only in high heels looked ready to jump into the next Playboy centerfold spread, or jump all over Ken. Butt naked some of the innocence evaporated, but Goddess status set in making up for it. However as she walked over towards me the thing that really shook me was the heart shaped tattoo, with a cum drop below the point, and writting in it where her platinum thatch should have been located just above her clitty like Jenny’s that read, “I Fuck Niggers.” Just that one tattooed declaration, no jewelry like Jenny had pierced in her anywhere, but that tattoo lowered Gloria to the status of a cheap slut immediately, and though her pussy didn’t really look any bigger outwardly, at least to me, the damage to her reputation was already done the moment that tattoo was unveiled to my white eyes.

“Yes, I see what you mean,” I said, and we both knew I wasn’t talking about Gloria anymore. The thing was, both women wore that heart shaped tattoo like it were the Medal of Honor, and then again, maybe to them it was.

With that done Gloria turned to head back to feed Jenny her pussy, and I gawked at the big red letters, made from a magic marker, that scrolled across her ass that said; “Whore!” I came in my pants then envisoning the same thing stamped across Jenny’s ass. Bosco just chuckled, and shook his head as if he knew that would happen all the time.

“Better get out of those wet clothes,” he said, then invited me into my own bedroom, “and you might as well come in and sit down in the chair next to the bed and wank off there as anywhere. I don’t mind having an audiance when I’m fucking somebody elses woman. Makes it more interesting, like bragging rights you might say.”

I didn’t even hessitate, just walked in, and started to undress, and when fully naked took the offered chair nearby to watch up close. By then Gloria had climbed up on my bed, and straddling Jenny’s face backwards squated down, as if to pee out in the woods, mashing her pussy lips to Jenny’s face, and wriggling her ass as Jenny’s tongue came out to lick at her split right away. Bosco, who still had his elephentine black dick in Jenny’s formerly tight white pussy, now started to pump in and out with short easy strokes in a slow tantilizing rhythm that had Jenny squirming around in her traces tied up as she was with Gloria sitting on her face. How Jenny was able to move her hips that way to greet every thrust was beyond me, I just sat there and enjoyed the view, stroking my cock as she did.

“Boy, you must have some Nigger in you,” Bosco said to me after glancing my way, “no wonder Big Mike thinks you’re okay.”

I could only sit there, of course, but for some reason I was honored by the off handed compliment. I couldn’t even imagine being like Gloria’s husband, or what he went through with a small dick, and was glad that I was so blessed at birth, as I’m sure Jenny was now that she had Bosco’s huge prick batting up her twat. Still, as everyone in that room well knew, babies came out of that elastic opening, and they are much bigger than any human cock ever was, and even if Bosco’s was pretty close Jenny had a load of Big Mike’s cum in there to grease the way.

In and out that huge black behemoth fucked my Jenny, and the longer he fucked the longer the strokes became as Bosco fucked her, though the pace never did change. Jenny came five times in less than an hour, and all the while eating Gloria’s pussy, and making her cum as well. The smell of cunt like a heavy musk permeated the very air we were breathing, and I shot a second load sometime around when Jenny was trembling through her third multiple orgasm.

After an hour of steadily fucking Jenny’s cunt Bosco wanted two things. He wanted me to bring in Max and take some polaroid pictures for him of Gloria fucking with our dog to throw in her wimp husbands face, and he wanted to finish up by cuming in Jenny’s asshole while watching. I immediately volunteered to go get Max from the back yard, and put the socks on him, and Bosco said we’d all meet up in the living room to do it. I grabbed my cameras on the way out of the bedroom, and by the time I had Max on his leash entering the back door with a pair of my socks on his fore feet, they were all waiting in the front room for us with Gloria hanging her head in total humiliation, blushing prettily at what she was about to do. Jenny was straddling Bosco’s lap over on the couch, and damned if he didn’t already have his cock most of the way up her butt, too.

“Assume the position, bitch,” Bosco instructed Gloria as the last inch of his cock stuck out of Jenny’s ass hole now, and Gloria got down on all fours on the carpeted floor near them.

Max knew something was up the moment I had put on those socks for him, but up until now it had always been Jenny that he’d mounted, so he was a little confused at first. Then Jenny gave him a hand signal, while at the same time I led him up to sniff at Gloria’s behind. Max didn’t even think twice, just hopped up onto Goria’s hind end, and wrapped his front paws around her waist as he lined his growing meat sickle up with his new bitch’s snatch. I grabbed both cameras then, and started taking pictures.

“Well don’t just stand there on all fours, grab his cock and put it in, Bitch!” Bosco instructed the already humiliated, and now thoroughly mortified Gloria.

Now I don’t know if this is really true, but Jenny once told me that most women have bestial fantacies of one sort or another, whether it be about dogs, horses, bulls, or even long necked geese. However I don’t think Gloria was in amongst most women in any catagory, but I do think Max intimidated her as she began to whimper as she followed Bosco’s directions, and guided Max’s cock right inbetween her swollen pussy lips. With his cock tip in hot cunt, Max didn’t hessitate, he rammed every millimeter of doggy cock he possessed right up Gloria’s snatch in the first thrust, and the knot had just started to develope.

With his cannine cock buried all the way in his new bitch Max took a moment to readjust his hind legs, and once all set he hauled back on Gloria’s hips momentarily then began to throw the pork to her pussy in a cock blurring motion that only dogs seem to be able to do.

“Oh shit! Shit! Shit! A dog is fucking my cunt, Bosco! A fucking DOG! A dog! Of all things, a damn dog! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhh fuck! I’m cum…cum…cumiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!”

“Damn!” Bosco cried as Jenny fucked her ass up and down the length of his black dick.. “Look at that hound dog go! I told you you was a bitch, Gloria. Now I’ll have pictures to prove just how much a bitch you really are, whore. Fuck the bitch, Max! Fuck the dirty dog fucking slut comatose for all I give a shit. It’s just what the bitch needs to put her in her place. She won’t be so uppity after this, I can tell ya that! Both she and her old man will be licking my asshole after this. Make sure you clean that dog’s cock after he’s finished fuking you, too, slut. Jenny keeps him nice and clean, and she wants him returned the same way. Make sure you get some good pictures of her with the dog’s cock in her mouth too.”

If Gloria heard a thing that Bosco said, she no longer cared, so wrapped up in her own little world of orgasm was she that nothing else was getting through to that brain pan of hers just then.

“You think if I bought a dog for Gloria, Jenny, that you could teach her, and the dog to fuck together?” Bosco asked my fiance while still fucking her in the ass as I took pictures of Gloria now fucking back at Max.

Gloria’s big titties bouncing on her chest in every direction, her face scrunched up as in pleasure/pain with the dog’s knot tied in her cunt now was absolutely obscene, his body pushing and pulling her as they fucked like two animals there on my living room carpet.

“Oh fuck his cock is big!” Gloria groaned out as she groveled before our dog. “Can’t stop cum…ing…this…is…too filthy for wordsssssssssss!”

Gloria was right about that. Even Jenny, whenever she had sex with Max was mostly attracted by the filth factor, and believe me, there’s just nothing on earth filthier than a woman getting fucked by a dog, unless maybe she started fucking around with pigs. And the thing is, the better looking a woman is, the filthier the act of her fucking a dog becomes by a factor of 10. So, as you can imagine, Gloria looked pretty damn raunchy right about then even in a room where another beautiful white woman had her ass stretched out around a huge black dick at the very same time. I know my dick was so hard it kept slapping my face every time I bent down to take a close up of that dog’s outrageous cock fucking in and out of Gloria’s tight tattooed snatch.

Gloria was in constant motion, undulating, and trembling both at the same time as our dog used her body to slake his sexual hunger. She was his bitch now, and she didn’t care who knew it anymore either if those orgasms just kept steamrolling over her like they were. Gloria was dog pussy now, and to hell with society’s morals. The pictures would prove that, if nothing else.

It took Max longer to cum in Gloria than normal, so I knew Jenny must have had sex with him earlier for Big Mike’s benefit, but when he did blow, dumping his load deep up Gloria’s twat, it was with the usual massive dose of cannine sperm as he always gave, and Gloria came right along with Max, following him into the bowels of a hell of her own making. I moved in for some close ups of the dog’s sperm leaching out around their vile connection, then backed away slowly to get the whole picture of Gloria, and our dog Max locked together.

“Too fucking hot!” Bosco groaned, and I looked over just in time to see him shove all of his big black cock up Jenny’s tight white ass as he came then deep in my fiance’s bowels, and Jenny was right there cuming with him as I turned the cameras their way to get a few shots for our album.

Eventually Gloria returned to the living only to find that she was tied human pussy to cannine cock in our living room with Bosco laughing up a storm at her predicament as he slowly pulled his dick out of Jenny’s butt hole making a boot sucking sound in mud as he did so. It looked like he was hauling a flexable black pipe out of my fiance’s arse after roto ruttering her white behind, and Jenny suddenly got this surprised look on her face, then grabbed her own ass, and ran for the bathroom. Gloria’s face was beet red with shame, and I’m sure a lot of guilt for being so low as to let a dog fuck her, and in front of people, with me taking pictures the whole time at that.

“Don’t forget to clean him up with your mouth when he pulls out,” Bosco instructed, further shaming Gloria as she nodded in a state of masochistic uphoria all of her own making.

Max must have been in rare form, because after dismounting Gloria, and finally pulling out of her snatch, when she turned tea kettle, and took his still throbbing skinned meat into her mouth Max hopped up on her shoulders to fuck Gloria’s face too. The pictures I got of Gloria sucking on our dog’s cock enthusiastically are just plain nasty, and as raunchy as you could ever dream of.

“That’s it bitch,” Bosco laughed, “suck your new master’s dick. You’re a dog fucker now. Aren’t you?”

I got some great pictures of Gloria sucking down Max’s next load of cum with both cameras, but Bosco collected up all of the polaroids, and took them with him when they left. However I still have those from the digital camera, and those have gone into our special album for the future. As it turned out, Bosco did buy Gloria a dog to fuck at home with when he wasn’t there to stuff his black wooly mammoth in her, and Jenny only had to give Gloria a little technical help over the phone. Though how Gloria managed to train her new Great Dane on her own without having the dog tear open her pussy is beyond me, those dogs are big.

Over the next few months Jenny and I learned that there was a whole gaggle of married white women under Bosco, and Big Mike’s control. And each of them had their mons above their shorn pussy tattooed with that damn heart, and cum drop above their clitty with their own message scrolled in in black script. Like a badge of shameful commitment to these two black men, you might say. In all, there were seven lucky ladies including Jenny now, and I was the only male of these attached women that wasn’t treated like a cuckold by either of these men. I won’t tell you that all of the women in this elite group were raving beauties, like Jenny and Gloria, but there wasn’t a dog in the lot, and that’s true enough without having to embellish, and each had a body good enough for a centerfold of their own, or a real future in walking down a runway. I know there wasn’t one of them that I’d of thrown out of bed, and more than a few that I’d happily take sloppy seconds from if I weren’t commited to Jenny already, though as you may have guessed, Jenny was the youngest, and we weren’t as yet married at that time.

Last Chuckle:

There was a note taped inside of my mail box on Thursday, and it was from Big Mike. It read;

Big get together at your house this weekend, we’re gonna

have a barbeque, and play some poke her. So stock up!

PS: Have the bitch dress up for this! It’s formal attire over

her slutties. And have her take out the nose ring too. I

don’t want her looking like a whore even if she is one now.

BM

I showed Jenny the note, and gave her the rest of the mail when I entered our place. She fairly glowed with enthusiasm after reading it, and insisted that I take her to Victoria’s Secret, and the salon afterwards. She wanted to get a complete make over. I had no idea what she had left to make over, but I readily accepted her request knowing that she’d look great in rags just the way she was, that she wanted me to pick out the attire was almost more than my heart could stand.

“Hey,” Jenny purred, “I already know he likes your tastes in clothes, remember.”

“How can I forget, the cum stains are still in the carpeting,” I chuckled.

 

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