Disclaimer : This story is restricted to readers aged 18+, if you're not, please go away and come back when you're older!. It contains content that may offend people, including offensive and racist language. The characters in no way represent the attitudes of the author! This story is fictional, all characters are totally fictional, all events occur in a fictional universe. None of this is real! Everything is intended for satirical purposes.





Jennie didn't want to believe her desperate situation, forced to





rely on some creepy black guy she didn't like or trust. But she





now needed Reggie Johnson to avoid homelessness and to save her





husband from the unthinkable while in prison. How did they get





in this mess? It all seemed to start after moving into the





apartments Reggie Johnson owned. Reggie found it amusing that





this cute, stuck-up, white bitch turned to him for help, not





realizing that he had planted the cocaine in Jim's car and





alerted the police. An unsuccessful defense landed Jim in Texas





state prison for 10 - 20 years thanks to the strict drug laws





that usually worked against the black man. But in this instance,





Reggie had successfully used the racist laws to his advantage





turning them against the white men who wrote them, he mused.









Reggie admired Jennie's smooth, white skin, petite figure,





shiny brown hair which hung down to her shoulders and sparkling





blue eyes as she pleaded to him for an extension on the rent she





owed. She was a slim, gorgeous, 25-year-old white female whose





sexual experience, he surmised, was limited to her lame, white





husband - the type of girl Reggie particularly relished breaking





in.









Reggie’s assessment of Jennie came close to hitting the bull’s





eye. Somewhat of a prude and uncomfortable with her sexuality,





Jennie had little experience with men. Surprisingly, she only





had a couple of boyfriends before marrying Jim three years ago.





Her stunning looks proved more of a liability than an asset,





intimidating most men who assumed they didn’t stand much chance





with Jennie. The few males she had been intimate with (which





included Jim) were not very adept when it came to lovemaking –





nor well endowed. Thus a real orgasm had remained elusive to





Jennie.









"I'm sorry I don't have the money for you. We spent all our





savings on attorney's fees for Jim's defense," Jennie said.





Reggie's huge, muscular figure made Jennie just a little uneasy.





He looked like a giant compared to her husband, with bulging





muscles attesting to a strength that could easily crush her. The





thirty-year-old Reggie savored having a high class, white girl





like Jennie asking him for charity.









"How is things going for Jim?" Reggie asked with a grin.





Reggie's connections with the Black Brotherhood in Jim's prison





had been very useful. He had already arranged for Jim to have a





particularly difficult introduction to the penal system.









"Not well," Jennie replied. "The last time I visited him his





face was covered in bruises from a fight he had been in."









"Oh, that is a shame," Reggie answered. "Maybe I can help





both of you. I need to rent out the unit you're in. But I has an





extra room in my apartment I can let you stay in rent free, and I





also has connections in the prison and can arrange for your





husband to be protected, Sweetie."









Jennie hated Reggie calling her "Sweetie" and couldn't believe





he would even suggest that she move into his apartment. After





all, she was a married woman and Reggie was BLACK!









"Thank you for the offer, Mr. Johnson, but I wouldn't feel





comfortable sharing an apartment with you," Jennie politely





replied.









"You don't has to call me Mr. Johnson. Call me Reggie,





Sweetie. Don't feel uncomfortable. I promise there will be no





funny business. I wants to help. Without protection, I hate to





think about what will happen to a gentleman likes Jim. Those





monsters in prison will turn him into their bitch, if you knows





what I mean? They may turn him into a fag. I've seen it happen





before. When he finally gets out, he may not want a woman





anymore," Reggie warned with a stern look on his face.









Jennie knew exactly what Reggie meant. She read the stories





about prison rapes and the idea of that happening to Jim





horrified her.









"But I'm married and it would not appear right if I moved in





with you," Jennie answered as her eyes began to water.









"I knows, Sweetie, but I can't afford to lose the rent from





the apartment you is occupying; and you need to do what's best





for Jim. I hates to think about those guys sodomizing him,"





Reggie said.









Jennie felt trapped. If she didn't move in with Reggie, not





only would she be homeless, but Jim would be repeatedly beaten





and raped in prison. Although Reggie likely had an ulterior





motive, she had to take a chance, trust him, and accept his





offer. It was the only way to protect her husband.









Against her better judgment and with some reservation, Jennie





accepted Reggie's offer and moved in with him in order to protect





Jim from the horrible fate Reggie had painted. A couple weeks





passed, and to Jennie's relief, Reggie remained true to his word.





He had not made a single advance toward her. Jennie





occasionally felt slightly uneasy momentarily catching Reggie





lustfully staring at her when she wasn't paying attention. But





Reggie hadn't said or done anything inappropriate so Jennie





mistakenly concluded it was just her paranoia, relaxed her guard





and fell into Reggie's trap.









Reggie patiently waited to make his move on Jennie, giving the





gullible white girl time to grow more comfortable and dependent





on him and allowing her to erroneously believe he was just a





"nice guy". Jennie desperately searched for work to regain





independence, but despite her gorgeous looks and excellent





qualifications, no one was hiring due to the Great Recession.





Reggie secretly reveled in watching this once strong,





self-confident, young white woman – a college graduate – grow





increasingly reliant on him, an uneducated black man, for





support.









Today Jennie planned on visiting Jim. Reggie generously





agreed to drive her to the prison some 40 miles away. She felt





thankful for Reggie's generosity. When she finished bathing and





stepped out of the shower her clothes were missing. "That's odd;





I could have sworn I brought my clothes in with me. I must have





left them on the bed," she thought.









Jennie dried off, wrapped the towel around herself, and walked





to her bedroom.









"Where did I place those clothes?" Jennie asked herself when





she entered her room. They weren't on the bed where she thought





she left them. Jennie turned around to find Reggie standing





right behind her.









"Oh!" Jennie exclaimed as she reflexively jumped from the





surprise. "I didn't know you were there. You startled me."









A big grin formed on Reggie's face revealing his white teeth.





"Looking for something?" he asked.









"Can you step out for a moment? I need to get dressed,





Reggie," Jennie responded, a hint of annoyance revealed in her





voice.









"Oh that's okay, Sweetie. I don't mind none seeing you naked.





Go ahead and gets dressed while I's just watch," Reggie replied.









"I don't think that's a good idea," Jennie nervously





responded.









"What's you mean it ain't no good idea. I let's you live here





for free and you can't even let me see your goodies?" Reggie





angrily scoffed. "Maybe I should put you out in the street and





have the brothers in prison fuck your Jim in the ass!"









Reggie grabbed the towel wrapped around Jennie and yanked it





from her body. The abrupt change in Reggie's demeanor caught





Jennie completely off guard. Paralyzed with fear Jennie didn't





know how to react, other than yelling "no", which seemed





pathetically inadequate as she stood naked before this black,





muscular giant.









"Now let me get a good look at you, Sweetie," Reggie said as





he hungrily devoured Jennie's naked, nubile figure with his eyes.





She had a perfect body, as beautiful as her face: perky tits





topped with youthfully pink, quarter-sized areolas and nipples





that had not yet nursed a baby, smooth, white, unblemished skin,





a flat tummy, and a perfectly shaped ass without a single hint of





cellulite. She was well worth the grand in cocaine he had placed





in Jim's car and the long wait, Reggie thought.









"Let me sees you play with yourself, Sweetie," Reggie asked.









Jennie silently stood there frozen for a moment, dumbly





staring at Reggie with one hand covering her vagina and the other





concealing her right breast. Reggie's words did not register in





her head. Jennie had never masturbated before and didn’t really





know how.









Reggie grew impatient and suddenly shoved Jennie backwards





with such force that she flew off her feet and bounced in the bed





once before settling into the soft mattress.









"No, what are you doing?" Jennie yelled as Reggie took hold of





her knees and pried her legs apart.









"I tolds you to play with yourself!" Reggie sneered back at





Jennie.









"I can't do that. Please, I'm married," Jennie cried.









"That's okay. Your husband won't find out. You is doing this





for him anyway. You doesn't want the brothers to get him does





you?" Reggie answered.









"I can't do that. But please don't let them hurt Jim," Jennie





pleaded.









"Okay, Sweetie, then let me help you," Reggie replied. He





pulled Jennie's hand away from protecting her vagina, licked his





fingers, and began masturbating the dumb, white bitch.









"Please don't do this to me," Jennie cried as Reggie's fingers





searched for her g-spot and his thumb made tight circles around





her clitoris.









She must have just finished shaving herself, Reggie thought,





because her pussy was baby smooth save for a small, neatly





trimmed patch of brown pubic hair above her clit. Like many





young women, Jennie found stubble itchy and formed a habit of





shaving her pussy, legs, and armpits daily while in the shower -





a habit which unfortunately made her even more desirable to





Reggie without her husband present.









"I just wants to play with you and watch you cum for me





Sweetie. I promise I won't fuck you. Okay?" Reggie reassured





Jennie as he forced her pussy to involuntarily lubricate his





invading digits.









Jennie could not believe this was happening to her. How could





she be so stupid as to allow herself to fall into this





predicament - with a black man nonetheless? She didn't find





black men attractive and never would consider an interracial





relationship even if she wasn't married. Jennie wanted to fight





Reggie to protect her honor and marriage, but put up





significantly less defiance because of her predicament.









"Stop. Don't make me do that, please," Jennie implored.









Reggie remained focused on Jennie's pussy, searching for its





most sensual spots and ignoring her pleas. He knew that she





would lose resistance once he got her body to react the way he





wanted.









"Oh, what are you doing? Stop it!" Jennie said. Her pelvis





treacherously indicating to Reggie - ever so slightly - the





secret locations of sensitive spots to stroke, which he exploited





accordingly.









"Oh, no, not there – stop doing that you bastard," Jennie





said.









But Reggie would not stop. Instead he continued molesting





this cute, little, white bitch who thought she was too good for a





nigger until her ability to communicate degraded to





unintelligible moans of reluctant primitive pleasure. "Naaaaah,





ooooooh, please don't make me, aaaah," Jennie repeated, her





knuckles turning white and her fists digging into the mattress.





Reggie observed how Jennie's previously tiny clit had engorged





modestly larger. He watched Jennie squeeze her sparkling blue





eyes shut and turn her head side to side as if refusing to accept





the gift he was building inside her.









"Don't fight it, Sweetie, cum for Reggie like a good girl,"





Reggie cooed in Jennie's ear. She didn't want to cum for Reggie.





She wanted to have the sick pervert locked up in prison where he





belonged instead of her husband. But powerless against the black





giant, Jennie grudgingly obliged him multiple times.









Aside from spasms in her pussy and coital movement she





increasingly failed to suppress, a distant, dreamy look replaced





the usual sparkle in Jennie's blue eyes, revealing to Reggie his





success in coercing her to repeatedly climax for him. Satisfied





for the moment with his control over this once arrogant white





woman who was now cumming for him, Reggie finally stopped





masturbating Jennie and kissed her gently on the cheek.









"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Reggie asked as Jennie lay





there a moment regaining her senses. She looked over at Reggie





and watched him greedily lick her female juices from his fingers.









"Mmmmmm, `Sweetie' is a good name for you because you sure





taste sweet," Reggie exclaimed.









Jennie was too embarrassed and confused to answer. She never





experienced anything like that before. She got out of the bed





and hurriedly dressed, realizing her previously bad situation had





become markedly worse. How could she have been so dumb as to





allow herself to get into this horrible situation? She felt





Reggie's eyes wondering over every inch of her body as she put on





her silk panties and bra, a cute sundress that reached just above





her knees, and finally her shoes.









The long drive to see Jim took forever in Reggie's old, beat





up Crown Victoria - a far cry from the new Acura the police





seized from Jim when they found cocaine in it. Reggie drove





slowly while rubbing the inside of Jennie's smooth, left thigh.





Jennie debated asking Reggie to stop touching her, but decided to





endure his fondling rather than risk angering him into not taking





her to see Jim, or worse - into allowing the Black Brotherhood to





beat and rape her husband.









Emboldened by Jennie's lack of protest, Reggie's hand slid





further up her sundress.









Jennie instinctively closed her legs.









“You better spread them legs for me, Sweetie, if you wants to see





Jim today,” Reggie said.









Jennie reluctantly opened her legs just enough for Reggie’s





finger to find her clit through her silk panties. He stroked her





to dampness for most of the journey.









When she finally visited Jim in prison, Jennie concealed her





discomfort, which Reggie had caused by making her wet. She was





relieved to see Jim's bruises had healed and Reggie had kept his





word about protecting her husband from further abuse.









Jim noticed a worried look on his beautiful wife's face and





tried to comfort her. He missed being with Jennie, holding her





in his arms and making love to her. "I'm really okay, Jen. Don't





worry about me. All the inmates here are treating me much better





now. It's weird but they just suddenly started acting entirely





different towards me." Jim said.









For their few brief minutes together, all Jennie could think





about was how much she wished Jim could come home and protect





her.









"How are things at home?" Jim asked.









Jennie lied to her husband, "Things are fine, honey. I got a





job at Walmart and Mr. Johnson is renting me a smaller apartment





that I can afford." She did not dare mention to Jim that she had





to move in with Reggie and became his plaything.









The visit with Jim ended much too soon for Jennie, who dreaded





the ride home with the disgusting black man who had brought her.









Jennie had no prior exposure to hypersexual, black males. She





wanted to look for work and move away. But Reggie spent hours





masturbating her every day instead. She resisted at first, but





Reggie reminded Jennie of her husband's likely fate without his





intervention. Before Jim went to prison, the most she ever had





sex (which lasted only about five minutes) was maybe twice a





month. Reggie forced her to orgasm multiple times for him almost





every single day!









Reggie had an obsession for controlling attractive, young, white





women. Jennie unknowingly became the latest object of his





obsession. Reggie familiarized himself with every aspect of





Jennie's body. Jennie tried not to watch when Reggie molested





her and did not notice how he masturbated her slightly more





invasively each time. Reggie liked to completely expose Jennie.





He started spreading her labia wide open when fondling her to see





the pink, feminine folds of her most private place glisten and





react when bringing her to multiple climaxes she did not want.





Reggie drained Jennie physically and emotionally by forcing her





to cum so much, leaving her with little energy to do much else.









Reggie often started his debauchery on Jennie right after she





finished bathing. He always began by deliberately kneeding her





firm buttocks and soft perky tits with his big, strong hands, and





gently rolling her pink, youthful nipples to attention between





his fingers. He usually performed the act on Jennie in bed,





although sometimes she ended up other places like the recliner or





even the kitchen table. While she still tried to resist Reggie,





Jennie had actually grown accustomed to him masturbating her. It





was disgusting and perverted, she thought, but Jim was safe and





Reggie had not put his penis in her.









Jennie had unwittingly fallen further under Reggie's control.





He had studied her body's reactions each time he masturbated her,





learning both her sensual and emotional weaknesses.





Subconsciously Jennie began anticipating the coerced orgasms from





Reggie’s frequent attention. Intimacy with Reggie became less





uncomfortable for Jennie, who had no inkling how many other





married white women Reggie had previously impregnated and ruined.









A month passed. Reggie apparently remained satisfied just playing





with Jennie’s pussy and making her cum. Jennie felt a false sense





of safety from this boundary. Approaching another climax for him,





Jennie failed to notice Reggie remove his pants and boxers this





time.









"Oooooh, please, not there again, ooooooooooooooooooooooh,





noooooh" Jennie exclaimed with her eyes tightly closed, twirling





her pelvis and moaning in response to Reggie's stimulation of her





g-spot. This, Reggie had learned, was Jennie's most susceptible





moment. While continuing to trace tight circles around Jennie's





engorged clitoris with his thumb, he removed his fingers from her





excited pussy and placed his enormous, black cock up to her tiny,





slick entrance.









Jennie felt an unusual pressure at the entrance of her





womanhood. She opened her blue eyes - they still contained the





dreamy look from her orgasm - and starred up at Reggie's muscular





black chest. Jennie's gaze wandered further down and settled on





Reggie's six-pack abs for a few moments before growing wide with





apprehension when they descended further and landed on the





biggest penis Jennie had ever seen. His cock looked like a





radiator hose – thick, long, and vascular with a scrotum, heavy





with sperm, the size of a grapefruit.









"Oh my God, no, please don't put that inside me," Jennie





pleaded. "You promised not to do that, Reggie!"









"It's okay, Sweetie. I'll take it right out," Reggie replied,





pushing the head of his cock against her pussy.









Jennie's small white hands landed on Reggie's dark, black hips





and attempted to push him away. "No, it's too big, please don't.





I'm married. I can't have sex with you," Jennie argued.









"You doesn't want the brothers in prison to do this to your





husband's ass instead, do you?" Reggie warned.









Jennie didn't want that to happen to Jim, nor did she want to





end up homeless living in the street. She continued a token





struggle, but accepted her situation. She was no match for this





big Negro who would easily subdued her defiance anyway. Jennie





felt her labia stretch around the head of Reggie's cock. He was





inside her already and gradually penetrating deeper!









"Please at least put a condom on," Jennie begged hoping to





maintain some barrier between their genitals. Reggie ignored





Jennie, treating her pussy to more of his extraordinarily large





phallus, which began rubbing her g-spot with greater friction





than Jennie had ever experienced before.









"Oooooh, please, noooooooh - don't do that - stop it, ooooh!"





Jennie argued less convincingly. Her pussy generously coated





every inch of Reggie's thick, long, black cock with its





involuntary love juices.









"You promise to take it out before you cum?" Jennie impotently





asked.









"I said I would take it right out Sweetie. Don't you worry





any," Reggie replied. "Your husband sure is a lucky man to have





you as his wife, such a beautiful girl willing to sacrifice her





body for him."









Reggie noticed Jennie's hands had drifted from his hips and





now held on to his firm buttocks. That dreamy, distant look once





again appeared in her eyes as orgasm induced endorphins released





into Jennie's bloodstream.









"That's it, Sweetie, cum for me," Reggie said drilling into





Jennie's tight cunt. He felt her pussy throbbing around his cock





and her erect nipples poking into his chest. Her protests became





infrequent and far less emphatic. She quieted down as Reggie's





cock rubbed her g-spot taking the fight out of her. Jennie knew





it was wrong having Reggie's bare cock - not her husband's - in





her pussy. But what could she do? If she stopped Reggie, the





Black Brotherhood would beat and rape Jim.









Reggie tried placing his mouth over Jennie's lips.









"No," Jennie said turning her head to avoid his kiss. She was





giving Reggie her body - but not her affection - to save her





husband.









Petting Jennie's soft, brown hair Reggie calmly exclaimed, "I





guess I'll have to let the brothers in prison have their way with





Jim."









The distant, dreamy look in Jennie's eyes momentarily





disappeared as Reggie's suggestion interrupted her sexual





musings. "No, please don't let them hurt Jim. I've done





everything you've asked."









"All you has to do is give me a kiss," Reggie replied. He





wanted her completely.









Jennie gave in to Reggie's demand and hesitantly opened her





mouth to his long tongue.









"Mmmmm," Jennie moaned after a prolonged period of fucking and





French kissing. She managed to pull her lips away from Reggie's





mouth for a second.









"Don't forget to take it out before you cum," Jennie softly





whispered in his ear. Reggie placed his tongue back in Jennie's





mouth silencing any additional requests from her. He noticed





Jennie's hands glide across his back and embrace him, her legs





lock around his ass and her pussy start to meet his thrusts with





its own. The formerly proud and self confident white housewife





who had found black men unattractive and who disapproved of





interracial relationships had surrendered to him. Reggie wished





her honky husband could see his beautiful and once faithful and





innocent wife now fucking a black man and cumming for him.









Thanks to Reggie, hubby would be in jail for a very long time,





and Jennie no longer had health insurance or birth control pills.





But Jennie now had Reggie's big, unprotected, black cock to keep





her vulnerable pussy happily occupied during her husband's





absence.













Jennie's petite, white body contrasted beautifully with





Reggie's burly black figure while the two remained entwined. The





wet, pink membranes of Jennie's tight pussy adhered to Reggie's





thick, black shaft, soaking it with affection as it made the long





journey in and out of her. Jennie felt Reggie's cock swell even





larger. He promised to take it out, she thought. But there was





no way Reggie was going to pull his cock out of this white girl





before cumming in her. Jennie relaxed her embrace to allow





Reggie to withdraw. Instead Reggie tensed up and Jennie felt





strange warmth fill her pussy. Reggie ejaculated far more semen





inside Jennie than her husband ever produced. His cock kept





pumping more of the virile fluid into her.









"Mmmmmmmmpphh," Jennie grunted pulling her lips away from





Reggie's mouth after their extended fuck. "You came in me," she





softly murmured catching her breath.









Reggie got off Jennie and pulled his long cock out of her,





rubbing its smooth, wet head on Jennie's still engorged clit.





Jennie sat up on her elbows and watched Reggie's cock ejaculate





more. Some of the warm, white stuff landed in her belly button,





and Reggie rubbed some of it on her clit with the head of his





cock.









"Oooooh, no more," Jennie said as her pussy made slight coital





motions in reply to Reggie's cock touching her clitoris.









"You like that, don't you Sweetie?" Reggie asked with a





knowing smile. Jennie didn't answer. Reggie noticed Jennie's





wedding band and engagement ring sparkle brilliantly on her





finger, just like before she had been unfaithful to her husband





and permanently spoiled by a black man.









When they finished fucking, Jennie hurriedly dressed. Reggie





made her late for visiting hours at the prison and she did not





have time to take another shower.









“Hi honey, how are you?” Jennie greeted Jim, relieved not to see





bruises on his face again. With a full load of Reggie’s sperm





inside her, some of it leaked out saturating Jennie’s panties and





making it difficult for her to concentrate on the conversation





with her husband. Images of Reggie’s hard muscles and huge cock





filled her mind.









“What’s the matter Jen?” Jim questioned his lovely wife. She





appeared distant as if her thoughts were somewhere else.









“I’m sorry Jim,” Jennie replied with tears in her eyes. “I wish





you weren’t here. I wish you could come home. I want our old





life back.”









Jim hung his head down and stared at the table for a moment. “I





know Jen, me too. We’ve been over this before. I told you I





don’t know how all that coke got in my car. I haven’t used the





stuff since we were married,” he said.









“I believe you, Sweetheart,” Jennie answered.









Once Reggie's cock had been inside Jennie, he had established a





precedent of greater intimacy that she could not reverse. The





daily masturbations continued as preludes to intercourse. This





time when Jennie was about to cum from Reggie's fingers, Reggie





stopped and rolled on his back.









“Get on top and put my cock in your pussy, Sweetie,” Reggie





instructed. Jennie held his warm, massive, black shaft in her





hands. She slowly lowered herself onto Reggie’s phallus while





gently guiding it into her silky cunt.









“Ooh,” Jennie moaned, sliding her tight pussy up and down on





Reggie’s slick, black shaft. Jennie hated Reggie and loathed the





way he coaxed her body into betraying her. Jennie suspected





Reggie might have planted the coke in Jim’s car. But the black





bastard kept coercing her into having sex with threats of the





Black Brotherhood beating and raping Jim in prison. If only they





had never moved into these apartments and met Reggie, none of





this would have happened.









“Oh God, I’m cumming again,” Jennie murmured. Reggie grabbed





Jennie’s taut ass with one hand and the back of her head with the





other. He kissed Jennie and allowed himself to cum inside her as





well. After discharging most of his load, Reggie released his





hold on Jennie’s cute butt, allowing her to dismount him. Jennie





slid herself from Reggie’s lengthy cock, immediately placed as





much of its colossal size as she could fit in her mouth – which





amounted to little more than its head – while slowly and





rhythmically pumping the organ with her hands to finish his





climax. Reggie had forced Jennie to suck his cock clean after sex





enough times that she did it automatically now and had grown used





to the taste of both their juices.









“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned swallowing his remaining bursts of





jism.









Jennie couldn’t believe she had been reduced to sucking a black





man’s cock and allowing him to cum in her pussy while her once





successful husband sat in jail.









“That was nice Sweetie. I can tell you is starting to like black





cock more,” Reggie said. Jennie didn’t answer, but Reggie read





resentment on her face.









It had been months since Jennie ran out of birth control pills





and she had begun to regularly ovulate again.









Jennie pleaded, “Please wear a condom this time, Reggie. I’m





ovulating and might get pregnant.” But Reggie replied with a





nauseating smile, “Sorry Sweetie, I knows you can’t feel me as





good with one of those on. Condoms just ain’t as intimate and I





wants to make sure you cum for me.” Reggie fucked Jennie more





when she was fertile. He wanted Jennie to have his black baby.









“Please don’t cum in me. Take it out. I don’t want to get





pregnant,” Jennie whined.









It was useless. She felt Reggie’s familiar response in her





susceptible cunt as he flooded it yet again with his rich cream.









After several months, Jennie’s once flat tummy started to bulge a





little.









“It looks like you’re putting on some weight,” Jim innocently





mentioned when Jennie visited him in prison. He didn’t realize





his wife was carrying another man’s baby.









Jennie looked away and replied with a mixture of embarrassment





and remorse in her voice, “Yea, I have to get to the gym and work





out.”









“You look great, Jen. You were too thin and needed to add a few





pounds anyway,” Jim told her.









Jennie looked into Jim’s eyes and nervously explained, “I’m sorry





Honey, but I won’t be able to visit you for a while. I’m going





to help Gina, an old college roommate and friend who’s opening a





restaurant in Chicago. I promise I’ll visit you as soon as I get





back.”









“How long will you be gone?” Jim inquired.









“Not longer than 7 months,” Jennie cried. “I’m going to miss you





Jim.”









Reggie adored watching the transformation – his black baby caused





– in Jennie’s body as it prepared for motherhood. Her perky tits





grew heavy and more sensitive, her pink areolas turned brown and





her nipples became more pronounced, her flat belly swelled large





like a beach ball and her belly button that had once been a cute





little innie pushed out. If only that honky, Jim, could see how





a Nigger ruined his previously nubile and devoted wife.









Since Jennie stopped having periods, Reggie fucked her month long





maintaining the hard gotten intimacy he had won from her. The





baby growing within Jennie caused the once devoted wife who would





never consider having an affair with a black man to accept one as





her partner. Jennie gradually forgot about her husband as the





months passed and Reggie’s baby developed inside her.









“Ooooooooh, that feels good Reggie,” Jennie cooed when he entered





her from behind. “I want you to keep your big, black cock in my





pussy. Ooooooooooh, I love you, Baby,” she panted, turning her





head back to kiss him. Jennie became a compliant sexual partner





and wanted Reggie now that she carried his baby. No longer





needing to coerce sex from Jennie, Reggie sent word to the Black





Brotherhood that Jim was fair game.