A “Kevin” story about a white wife who craved a black baby
by Kevin
I’m Kevin and my now wife Jennifer (Jen) went out for three years before we married. This starts a year before we married. Jen is a very good looking girl; I’m lucky you choose me. She is 5’6, 105 lbs, 32C-24-32, small boobs with big brown nipples, long blonde hair, and nipple and belly button piercings. She smokes a little weed and, when she does, she’s a real wild sex menace. She loves nothing better than to fuck five to ten times a week.
About a year before we married we explored having another guy fuck her. To my surprise she wanted to fuck a black guy
“I’ll call G”. ‘G’ is a guy we got to know from our local college, he played basketball on college team. We went to all the games because I work at the school. ‘G’ would always come over after games to suck up to Jen; she loved the attention. She would wear her skin tight expensive jeans, silk shirt, no bra and two inch high heels. She would prick tease ‘G’, telling him that, if he got a triple double she reward him. Never really saying what that would be, but we all knew what meant.
One night before the game, she told him, if he scored twenty and had ten rebounds, she give him something special. Well he scored twenty seven had nine rebounds; she told him she’d give it to him anyway. They went to the car and, when they came back, the look on his face was priceless. He told her he was expecting something a lot more special. She told him she’d give could only do whatever I was OK with.
A few weeks later, the apartment where G and two others stayed had a fire. The coach sent out email looking for places that could take them in for few weeks. I never told Jen. I knew she wanted him to stay in our spare bedroom. I knew where that would lead. He was from Chicago and we are about seventy miles east. The next game, he didn’t play because he had to jump out second story window and had broken a bone in his foot. She found out that he was on couch at friend’s apartment. I could see the wheels spinning in her head. She told him he could stay with us until they found a place.
Everything went good for about a month, except the wild side of her came to a stop because she didn’t want him feeling uncomfortable if we fucked. I wanted to fuck her badly, so one night I asked her, ‘what’s it going to take to get her back’.
She told once ‘G’ finds place we can.
I was little pissed and said, “Just go fuck him. Then he’s comfortable. Then come back and fuck me”.
She had a look on her face I never seen before, then said, “you’re OK if I fuck him”?
I said, “Yeah. If that’s what it takes to fuck you”.
She went into master bathroom, took a shower, then naked got in bed and told me to fuck her. I did, but she told me not to cum in her. Once I shot off on her belly, she scooped it up, swallowed it, and kissed me deeply. Once she’d kissed me, she said, “Thanks babe,” and went to him.
After about ten minutes, they were fucking and she was, like always, very vocal. Once they finished, I waited for her to come back, but I fell asleep only to wake few hours later to them fucking.
The next morning, I went to work but, before I did, I looked in on them, both naked, sleeping with her leg and arm over his body. Around ten that morning, Jen showed up to my office; she had a glow about her. She told about how wonderful his big cock felt and he shot four loads of sperm in her. She told me it was the absolute best fucking she ever has had and now she knows why they say, “Once you go black, you never go back”. But, she said, “I’ll never stop fucking you babe”.
‘G’ was at our place another two weeks and they fucked the high school kids. After he moved to a new place, we went back to our sex. However ‘G’ still would come around a lot to fuck her.
Once school was out for the summer, ‘G’ went to Chicago. He, and another guy, had place on south side. He wanted us to come for weekend. We stayed there, ran around during the day and, at night, they smoked a little weed (I never had and never will) and took turns fucking Jen. We started going there every other weekend. By the time college started back, Jen had missed her period. We didn’t know for sure who the father was going to be. We talked a lot about pros and cons of having the baby since it was more than likely she was indeed pregnant with black baby.
We ended up deciding to have the baby, but that meant she would be showing when we got to married. We married in December when she was five months along. I will never forget her walk down to aisle, thinking a black baby is in her swelling belly. ‘G’ was there and proudly hoping it was his
Everyone thought it was mine and made jokes about a shotgun wedding. We went on a two week trip and then got back to our lives.
‘G’ would come over few nights a week and fuck her silly under doctor stopped it. Jen’s belly got big and her tits were super sensitive. Then, the first week of April, her water broke and off to hospital we went. Jen was a real trooper; after sixteen hours of labor, she delivered a 9 lb. 4 oz. baby boy. She was super relieved when the baby turned out to be ours.
One month later, she was back to herself walking, working out and, of course, still fucking ‘G’ and me. After four months, she looked like she did before our son was born. During sex, she tells me part of her wanted a black baby and I tell her maybe next one can be.
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