Some hours later, Nick blinked blearily, a strong urge to urinate helping to rouse him from his alcohol-induced slumber.  The interior of the cabin was quite dark; the potbellied stove gave a low reddish glow.  Nick was hardly an expert on wood-burning stoves, but he suspected that the fire was extra low due to everyone passing out early the previous night.  A deeply sleeping Tina was molded against her husband’s body; the quiet of the cabin was broken by some rather impressive snores from the big black man on his nearby cot. 

Nick stretched as he tried to figure out a way to extricate himself from his wife’s limbs; there was no way he was going back to sleep with a bladder demanding this much attention.  As he stretched, he breathed in deeply; the scents of sex - both semen and vaginal secretions - still hung in the cabin air.  The scents brought the events of last night into rapid focus in Nick’s memory, and he felt a bolt of cold fear race through his body. 

Things had gone too far last night.  No, “too far” was an incredibly milquetoast term that didn’t begin to capture the terrifying severity of those events.  Fantasy had become reality, but in the cold light of day – or, rather, in the dark just before dawn – the consequences of that new reality hung heavy over Nick’s psyche. 

Zeke had touched Tina intimately, and that had progressed to full sex.  The large older black man had then inseminated her – without any sort of protection whatsoever, in the middle of her most fertile time. 

The knowledge made Nick sick to his stomach.  And yet, as he recalled the sounds of the big man emptying his testicles inside of the pretty brunette, when he thought of the way that his wife moaned and squealed in orgasm while she was being filled with Zeke’s semen, Nick realized that his penis was becoming erect at the memory.

The younger man squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the remembered sights and sounds.  Carefully, he slid out from under the blanket he shared with Tina; as he did so, a draft of warm air escaped from the blanket, causing a veritable wall of sexual scents to assault Nick’s olfactory senses. 

So much for blocking out the memories.

Nick moved as quietly as he could to visit the outhouse.

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On the way back in, Nick brought an armload of wood with him, then stopped to put three pieces inside the stove to help offset the chill in the cabin’s interior air.  Satisfied with the accomplishment, he slid back under the covers, which caused Tina to stir.  Wordlessly, she made her own trip to the outhouse before returning to the bunk with her husband.

As Zeke continued to snore aggressively, Tina snuggled her cold skin up to Nick and laid her head on his chest.  “I’m so sorry,” she spoke in a near-whisper.  “I am so ashamed.  I don’t know what… I just… I mean…” a small sob shook her as she searched for words.

Nick wrapped his arms around her tightly.  “I love you,” he declared.  “Stop.  We made some bad choices, it’s true.  But I didn’t exactly stop things, did I?  I mean, I encouraged you to let him see you to begin with.”

“But the way that I reacted,” she murmured.  “I don’t understand what happened.  I just…”

Nick chuckled.  “You just really loved that big cock inside of you.  Seems pretty straightforward to me!”

Tina raised her head, her green eyes flashing anger.  But when she saw that Nick’s expression didn’t contain any malice or ridicule, the anger drained away.  “I… I did,” she admitted.  “I really did.  I would have never believed it, but I did.  I don’t know why…” she trailed off.

He squeezed his wife again.  “Stop it.  We were drinking – a lot.  It was your biggest fantasy brought to life.  It obviously felt really good.  Hell, I don’t know how you took that thing inside of you…”

Tina giggled in response.  “I don’t know either,” she admitted.  “It was so very big.”

It was Nick’s turn to laugh.  “So you said last night – quite a few times, as I recall.” 

The brunette gave him a small punch on the shoulder, but her expression turned serious.

“Nick, he came in me.  A lot.  I don’t mean to be gross, but it’s still leaking out of me now.”  She frowned and her voice seemed to become very small.  “It’s a really bad time… the worst time, in fact.  I either ovulated yesterday or will do so today.  Regardless of the exact timing, his sperm is inside of me, and there’s nothing I can do to get it out.  I don’t have a morning after pill, and we are days from any pharmacy.”

She paused, then spoke in a husky tone.  “The chance is really high that I’ll get pregnant.”

Her face looked like tears might come, making Nick feel stabbed in the heart at the idea of her hurting.  And yet… his cock had stirred when his wife admitted that this other man’s semen was still leaking out of her.  The frank subject matter around her getting pregnant with Zeke’s baby should have been terrifying, but if anything, Nick felt a little numb.  It was all so surreal.

“Nick, I love you so much, but it wouldn’t be the baby’s fault I was an idiot.  I don’t see how I could end an innocent life just because I let myself get carried away.  I don’t know how I would live with myself after.  But it’s killing me to think of this hurting out marriage.  I…” a small sob escaped as the words came to an end.

Not knowing what else to do, Nick pulled Tina in close and held her tight while one hand stroked her hair.  “It’s going to be okay,” he offered in a voice so much more calm than he felt.  “Whatever happens, happens.  I’m here with you, and we will face it together.  I love you.”

The serious moment was punctuated by a particularly loud snore from Zeke.  With a little gray light beginning to filter into the cabin, they could see the big man’s mouth hanging open comically to accompany his ponderous snores.  The combination of the audio and the visual was such an absurd counterpoint to the incredibly heavy subject that the Bryants were discussing that they both began to giggle at the ridiculousness of it. 

“It’s warmer outside,” Nick offered as their mirth died down. 

“If you say so,” Tina answered.  “It does look like some of the snow has melted… but it’s still really deep.”

“For sure,” he agreed.  “I can’t imagine that we will be able to leave before tomorrow, if that.”  He sighed.  “More time to kill while cooped up in this cabin,” Nick grumbled.

After a long moment, Nick became aware that his wife had fixed him with an odd look.  He was about to question it when she leaned up and kissed him.  Her hand trailed down his body to encircle his penis, which began to quickly respond to her attention.

She broke the kiss but maintained her hold on her husband’s hardening member.  “I need you inside of me,” she spoke with quiet urgency.  “After last night, I need to feel connected to you.  To know that we are going to be okay.”  She paused, then added in a small voice, “I need for you to come in me.  For you to have a chance.”

The rest of the thought remained unspoken, but the meaning was obvious.  The chance for Nick to be the father of Tina’s baby.

Wordlessly, he rolled over on top of the brunette, who opened her legs immediately to allow her husband to penetrate her.  It only took one push for Nick to slip in all the way to his balls; Tina was incredibly wet, so unbelievably slick.

His wife’s soft moan caused him to harden even more, but the knowledge that she was in fact so very slick thanks to the residual semen that another man had pumped inside of her caused a sickened shiver to run through Nick’s body.

The sex started off as gentle lovemaking, but there was an urgency, a need in Tina that quickly escalated things to a more carnal, more goal-focused interaction.  She rolled her hips, working to meet her husband’s thrusts with her own.  She ran her hands along his back, his shoulders, his ass while keeping her gaze locked on his.  As he inevitably heated up, she swept the blanket off of them and onto the floor.

A kinky notion crossed Nick’s mind as he drove again and again inside of his wife’s wet, hot vagina.  It was too intense to keep to himself, so he quietly shared it with her.

“His cum is still inside of you… you feel so slick, so silky,” he breathed.  “But that means that with every thrust, I am pushing another man’s semen deeper inside of you.”

Tina moaned at his words, a shudder running through her body from the taboo thought.  “Oh God,” she mewed back at him.  “That’s… oh, God.”

All too soon, Nick felt his balls begin to tighten.  His wife was doing everything she could to milk his load out, to take it inside of her – and she was succeeding. 

“I’m getting close,” he warned her, trying to keep his voice low.

She smiled.  “Good,” she answered.  “Give it to me.  Go ahead and come in me, baby.”

Nick slowed his thrusts, but made sure that each one was as long as possible.  A terrible, twisted thought popped into his head, but rather than being discarded, Nick found it taking root in his mind.  His voice cracking, he shared it with his wife.

“Baby,” he stated carefully, “I don’t think that I should come inside of you.”

Tina’s expression showed confusion and hurt.  “Why not?” she demanded.  “Don’t you want to have a chance?”

Nick took a deep breath.  “I do,” he confessed.  “More than anything.  But baby…” he paused, “I think that it’s a bad idea.”

Her emerald eyes flashed fire.  “What the fuck do you mean?” she hissed.  “Zeke came so much in me already.  How can it be a bad idea for my husband to do the same?”

He shook his head.  “Think about it,” Nick reasoned as he came to a stop with his penis hilted fully inside of his wife’s vagina.  “If you are pregnant,” the last word caused an unexplained shiver to run through his body, “and I come inside of you, we won’t know who the father is.”

He shook his head.  “Let’s be honest, the chance of it being me is pretty close to none, but if there is a chance, you’ll carry this baby and we will try to pretend everything is normal while we know that it isn’t.  I will agonize for nine months, wondering if there is any chance that it’s my baby, and you’ll almost certainly end up delivering another man’s child anyway.  A black baby.  There won’t be any pretending that it’s mine.” 

Tina looked like she might protest, but Nick continued.  “If you ovulated yesterday, you’re already pregnant.  If you ovulate today… well, you’re so full of his semen that mine almost surely won’t have a chance.  I mean… he comes so much, and I frankly don’t.  Your tubes are already full of his sperm.  Me coming in you won’t realistically change the outcome, but it will introduce enough doubt to torture me with ‘what if’ the whole time that you carry this baby.”

Sorrow spread over Tina’s face as understanding took hold.  What Nick said was pretty much airtight in its logic.  They both knew that if she did get pregnant, she would carry the baby to term; they also both knew that it probably wouldn’t be her husband’s.  Thinking about it, it seemed cruel to taunt him with a chance that had no realistic hope.  If she was somehow lucky enough to not get pregnant, fine… but they both knew that was almost certainly not going to be the case, and it was silly and disrespectful to pretend that Nick might be the father despite the overwhelming odds.

The brunette swallowed and nodded at her husband.  “Okay, that makes sense,” she allowed.  “Pull out, then.”  She leaned up and kissed him.  “But still… fuck me, please,” she almost pleaded.  “I want you.  I want you to feel good. I want to make it good for you.”

Nick smiled and began thrusting again.  “You don’t have to twist my arm!” he grinned.

A couple of minutes later, the Bryants were well into full blown fucking.  Tina was trying to keep quiet, muffling her little moans and mews, but the sloppy sounds of her well lubricated vagina were pretty obvious.  Nick had hoped that she might reach orgasm from the sex alone, but her mental state had clearly set her own orgasmic climb behind schedule; with his own release about to boil over, he’d have to go down on her to make sure that she was taken care of.  While he had never been shy about doing so with his own semen there, the idea of going down on her with so much of the black man’s cum still inside of her seemed a little daunting… and more than a little appealing in some kinky way.

“My, my… dat is so nice.  Real nice,” came a deep, rumbling voice to Nick’s left. 

Nick glanced over and realized that Zeke was standing there in the dim light, stroking his massive black phallus.  Apparently, the Bryants had gotten too enthusiastic with their sex, and the commotion had woken the older man.

With a manner that seemed almost absent-minded in its familiarity, the huge man let his left hand drift over to Tina’s leg, where he began softly rubbing it up to her thigh while still stroking himself.  Neither Nick nor Tina seemed to know quite how to respond; Tina squeaked and her eyes grew large in surprise, but then, she clenched them shut and resumed actively participating in sex with her husband as if nothing unusual was happening. 

Unsure of the proper way to react, given Tina’s apparent acceptance of the older man’s involvement, Nick himself said nothing.  His mind and heart were both racing; once again, he was incredibly lightheaded, with wild thoughts racing through his head.  Did the black man really mean to press things on?  There he was, naked, stroking that ridiculous huge penis… would he really try to have sex with Tina again?  Oh God, would he inseminate Nick’s wife again?

With that thought, Nick reached the point of no return.  When he pulled out and sat up, Tina immediately moved forward to take his dick into her mouth.  In a half dozen strokes, he erupted, groaning as he filled his wife’s mouth with his seed; she gave a little moan as he did so, while swallowing every drop and continuing to suck until the hypersensitivity hit and it was certain that he would not produce any more fluid.

As Nick panted, trying to catch his breath, the deep voice spoke.

“Yessir, Nick.  It’s somethin’ else ta see Miss Tina take yo nut in her mouth like dat,” the big man spoke earnestly as his large black hand moved to rub the brunette’s pale breast and tweak a pale pink nipple between an enormous finger and thumb, which caused her to shudder.  “I gots ta say, tho’ – it jus’ seems wrong t’me if’n my seed don’ go inside a woman.  Jus’ feels like it belongs dere, y’know?”

Casually, the big man climbed up on the bunk.  With gentle pressure of his meaty hand against her chest, Zeke silently indicated to Tina that she should lie back for him; with a glazed look in her eyes, the brunette complied without comment, her legs coming open seemingly of their own accord. 

As Zeke shuffled ahead to mount the smaller white woman, his massive erect ebony penis jutting out obscenely from beneath his belly paunch, he casually shouldered Nick out of the way.  The move was not aggressive in its manner; it simply felt as though Nick was a complete non factor in what was about to happen.  Nick slid past the big man, off the foot of the bunk, then moved around to lean over by Tina’s head.

“Are you okay?” he whispered into her ear as he watched the dark hand center the enormous penis against his wife’s sex.  “Is this what you want?”

When Tina made eye contact with her husband, the lust on her face almost took his breath away.  “I… I do,” she hesitantly admitted.  “If the damage is already done, why shouldn’t I?”  a flash of disquiet ran over her features.  “I mean, that is, if you’re okay with it…”

Her lustful expression was now tempered by worry.  Knowing what his wife needed – and knowing that despite his own misgivings, he wanted to see her get it – Nick leaned down.  “Go ahead,” he murmured.  “Enjoy him.”  With that, he kissed his wife – deeply, passionately.

Tina was returning the kiss enthusiastically when she murmured in discomfort, frowning a bit.  Then, suddenly, she groaned into her husband’s mouth, then tossed her head back and forth.  “Huggg… gaaa… so big…” she choked.

Nick sat back a bit, giving himself the view of Tina’s tiny pink labia spread paper-thin over Zeke’s impossibly thick cock.  The big man barely had the head inside of her, but the brunette’s hands had a blanket balled up into her fists as the arched her back with an expression of what looked like agony on her face.  

Just before Nick could assemble a protest, Zeke pulled back slightly, then pushed again, hard.  This time, a couple of inches of his ponderous meat disappeared inside the smaller woman, causing her to scream out.  The tone suggested that she was being badly injured, but her wordless moans were interspersed with phrases like “uuunnng so GOOD! oh fucking GOD yes!”, so Nick elected to let this coupling take its natural course.

The sex between the sexy little brunette and the massive older black man began to run a similar course to the night before.  Nick had wondered a bit if the lack of alcohol might cause his wife to be more reserved this time around; that was quickly proven to not be the case.  She squealed, she moaned, she cursed, she exclaimed – loud and often – how incredible that fat cock felt inside of her pussy.

To begin with, Zeke kept his body up high, his back nearly straight, with Tina’s hips angled up and her ass resting on his legs.  Once he got four to five inches of his massive appendage inside of the white wife, he began rapidly fucking it in and out of her but not attempting to fit more inside.  In short order, her cunt began to sound unbelievably sloppy; moments after, she wailed in orgasm as her fluids soaked the older man’s ponderous balls before dripping unnoticed onto the Bryant’s sleeping bag.

After bringing her to a second squirting orgasm – and reducing the brunette to ragdoll status – Zeke laid Tina down, lowering his own hulking frame down on top of her.  Objectively, Nick felt like he should have been disgusted; his fit, attractive, sophisticated white wife was buried under a massive, older, flabby, graying, frankly ugly black man while he defiled her tiny pink pussy with some obscene caricature of an oversized black dick. 

Zeke was the kind of man that Tina would give a cursory, polite smile to in a store as she passed - while being totally unaware of the interaction.  She would have never sought out the company of someone like him – lower social status, little education, lacking intelligence, unattractive physique.  While Nick had never known her to be anything but courteous, he also knew how she was raised, knew that Tina would have never considered a black man in a sexual manner in a million years. 

And yet, here she was, legs splayed obscenely, pale white hands caressing the dark fleshy back of the large black man on top of her while she pushed her hips up at him and moaned like some animal in heat.  As that unthinkably girthy black cock forced its way inside of her wet and willing body, nothing else in the world seemed to exist for Nick’s classy bride.

As Zeke worked that unthinkable member deeper and deeper into Tina’s vagina, Nick found that he couldn’t decide whether to focus on the way that his wife’s poor abused pussy was stretched so far to accept the invading appendage, or to instead focus on her flushed face with its intense expressions of concentration, passion, and naked lust.

The wooden bunk squeaked rhythmically in time with the big man’s movements, with Tina’s squeals and moans accompanied with involuntary “uh… uh…. uh…” noises as each thrust drove air from her lungs.  Nick couldn’t be entirely sure, but the sounds and faces she made suggested that the brunette was in a state of almost continuous orgasm from the fucking she was receiving.  He had never seen – or even fantasized – of anything quite like it.

Then, after a particularly hard thrust, Zeke came to a pause, with his flabby ebony ass resting against Tina’s much smaller body.  “Hooo FUCK!” the older man exclaimed.  “Damn, missy, you is somethin’ else!  I ain’t never had no woman take all dat dick!”

Nick’s head was in a bit of a fog as he looked down at his wife, who’s scrunched face was tossing back and forth while unintelligible sounds escaped her throat.  “Hhaaannnh!  Huuunnng… so FULL so MUCH oh FUCKING GOD so FUUULLL!” she cried.

Unable to pull his gaze away, Nick moved to the bottom of the bunk and saw that the massive testicles – which had pulled up high in their sack – were rested directly against the pale skin of his wife’s upturned ass.

Somehow, against all logic, she had taken in every bit of the ponderous black cock inside of her body. He could see the thin, dark pink line of her labia straining around the comically thick diameter of the phallus inside of her. 

Nick also recognized the sign of her asshole clenching and relaxing in rhythmic pulses – Tina was having what seemed like a powerful orgasm, although she was oddly quiet.  When he stood up and stepped to the side, he saw her body shaking in what looked frighteningly like convulsions; her face - which had been flushed a dark red - was nearly purple as she bore down on her orgasm, apparently forgetting to breathe in the process.

Just as Nick was beginning to worry, the brunette sucked in a huge breath, which was followed instantly by vocalizations.  “So good, sooo much… holy fucking GOD so good…” she moaned.

The big man grunted, a teasing note in his voice.  “Dat’s it, missy.  Ya keep cummin’ all over dat big ol’ black dick.  “Can’t get enough o’ it, can ya?”

“Oh God no,” she wailed.  “It’s so good.  Please fuck me, please keep fucking me!”

The older man resumed thrusting, seating his massive balls fully against the smaller white woman with every thrust.  She resumed wailing and moaning as she came to life again beneath his shapeless body, but after a minute or so, he groaned deeply.  “Bout ta get my nut, missy,” he declared.  “Ya gon’ let dis black man cum all inside you again?”

Nick’s mouth was dry and his stomach churned as he watched the spectacle… though he realized that at some point, his own cock had gotten hard again, and he was stroking it idly.  He knew that between Zeke’s earlier declaration that he felt like his seed belonged inside of a pussy and Tina’s comment about the damage being done, there was no point in pretending that the old black man was somehow not going to inseminate Nick’s fertile wife again.

Despite the utter depravity, he couldn’t help but wonder how Tina would look as her belly began to swell with another man’s child.  How her breasts would get fuller, the pink nipples and areolas darkening to a brown color as they grew larger, how she would invariably leak milk later on – all in preparation for the baby growing in her womb, the baby that had undoubtedly been fathered by another man. 

The baby that would certainly be black.

The twisted thoughts helped to spur Nick to stroke his own cock faster, even as Tina responded to the old man’s declaration.

“Yes…” she moaned as her eyes came to focus on the black man’s flattened face.  “Yes, oh God yes!  Cum in me,” she urged.  “Fill me up!  Give it to me, Zeke.  Give me that black sperm.  Cum in meee!”

The older man made a deep, roaring grunt like he was picking up several bags of concrete.  “HHUUUNN YEAH…” he groaned.  “TAKE ALL DAT NUT!”

As he forced that enormous black cock deep inside of the white wife’s sopping cunt and held it there, she began to wail and locked her feet behind his massive back, while her hands pulled his shoulders down into her much smaller body.

“OH FUCKING GOD YESSS!!!” she cried.  “I CAN FEEL IT, SO HOT… INSIDE ME OH YES!!!  BREED…. HUH… BREEEEDING MEEE!!!!”

After several long moments of Zeke continuing to push against the smaller white woman and her grinding back up at the hulking black man, the two of them fell mostly still.  He pulled his face back from hers, and he said something in a low tone that Nick couldn’t quite make out.  She giggled, then leaned up and kissed the older man.  After another good minute or so of Zeke seemingly content to simply let his penis marinate inside of the inseminated wife, he pulled it out slowly.

Even softening, the black man’s phallus was ridiculous in size; it seemed like his slow withdrawal from Tina’s pussy was taking forever.  Finally, the head of Zeke’s dick slipped out with a plop… and when it did so, a rush of thick, sticky white fluid escaped the brunette’s gaping vagina to slide down the crack of her ass and join the puddle on the sleeping bag.

Zeke stood up and moved back a bit, allowing Nick to join his wife on the bunk.  Tina’s lust-glazed expression was slowly returning to normal, and when she made eye contact with her husband, a look of concern and fear started to spread across her flushed features.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice clearly a bit hoarse from all of the noise she had been making. 

Nick nodded.  “I am good,” he replied.  He shook his head.  “I’ll confess, I would have never dreamed we would do this kind of thing,” he admitted, “but seeing you lose yourself like that, knowing how hot this fantasy has been for you, and now you were experiencing it… it was something else.  I mean… look.”  He gestured at his own erect cock.  “I didn’t come that long ago, but you got me hard again already.”

The concern seemed to melt away a bit from Tina’s face, and she gave her husband a smile.

“I’m glad,” she stated.  “Baby, I love you.  I would never want to hurt you.  I just thought… what’s done is done, and you are always trying to get me into the fantasy with you, and here we were, so…” her voice trailed off.

Nick nodded.  “I get it.”  He then chuckled.  “When I pulled out to come in your mouth, I was thinking that I would have to go down on you after, since I hadn’t gotten you off.  I guess Zeke took care of that for me, huh?”

Tina arched an eyebrow and gave her husband a sultry look.  “Who said that you still don’t need to?” she asked.

The suggestion sent a jolt of adrenaline through Nick.  Holy shit, he couldn’t believe that she would suggest that he do that.  His wife was full – hell, she was literally overflowing – with another man’s semen.  She didn’t seriously expect him to put his face into that, did she?

And yet, the thought made Nick’s cock twitch.  Pulling out of Tina, while allowing another man to inseminate her – and a black stranger at that – made him feel a little disconnected.  Going down on her like that seemed so intimate, close, personal… suddenly, he felt a strong urge to connect with his wife in that way.

With a crooked grin at his wife, Nick lowered his face towards her crotch.  “Oh my God…” Tina moaned, seemingly surprised that her husband would actually do such a thing.

At he grew close, the scents were overpowering.  He could smell the brunette’s copious vaginal secretions; she was obviously insanely wet.  But the acrid smell of Zeke’s semen wafted through his nose, tickled his brain, hammered home how the thick white fluid – full of tens of millions of eager sperm cells – was even now soaking into his wife’s womb in an effort to fertilize her egg.

And the sights… Tina had a tiny little “innie” vagina that she kept clean shaven except for a tiny little triangle of neatly trimmed brown hair just above her clit, with puffy outer labia that would completely hide her little slit.  When her legs were open, you could see the light pink inner labia, where her clit would stay hidden in its hood until it was teased into appearing.  Her vaginal opening was almost completely hidden by those pink inner lips in normal situations.

What Nick was looking at almost seemed to belong to another woman.    Her little patch of hair was slicked down with fluid, plastered to her skin.  Her inner labia were dark pink, almost an angry red, and noticeably swollen.  Her little pink clitoris was likewise flushed a dark pink, proudly protruding from its hood, and swollen to at least three times its normal size.  And her vaginal opening was widely distended, allowing Nick to actually look up inside of her body, with copious amounts of thick white fluid seeping from her hole.

A part of Nick’s brain screamed at him that his stomach should be turning right now.  A stronger part led him right down, where he swiped his tongue down from the top of Tina’s slit, across her clit, and down into her sloppy opening.  The brunette groaned almost as deeply as she had with Zeke’s oversized cock buried inside of her; Nick was very talented when it came to oral sex, but the naughtiness, the taboo of him sticking his tongue in her while she was full of a stranger’s semen – and a black man’s, at that! – was mind-numbingly erotic. 

Nick could taste his wife’s feminine musk; the sweeter taste she always seemed to produce when she had an orgasm was extremely apparent – given the sheer number of orgasms, this was hardly surprising.  But the bitter, acrid flavor of Zeke’s semen was omnipresent as he lashed his tongue inside of his wife’s pussy.

At first, Nick thought to perhaps avoid the worst of the semen as he licked his wife, but something seemed to grab hold of him and he found himself instead seeking every drop of the other man’s fluid, even going so far as to pull his tongue out of his wife to lick down to her little asshole and clean every drop from there, down to the edge of the bed and back up to her vagina again.

“Damn, I ain’t never seen nothin’ like dat,” Zeke murmured with a low whistle.  “G’wan den, Nick.  You gon’ make dat lady come hard!”

Before long, Nick felt Tina’s hands come to rest on the side of his head as she moaned and writhed beneath him.  Soon, her fingers were digging into his flesh, directing his lashing tongue to focus on her clit.  It didn’t take much longer for her to explode into a wailing orgasm, which Nick extended by driving his tongue back inside of her cunt to frantically lick her internally.  Each contraction from the brunette caused a little more semen to be pushed from the depth of her vagina into her husband’s mouth; he dutifully licked and swallowed every drop as it came to his mouth.

When Tina finally relaxed, Nick pulled his glistening face away from her crotch, only to process that his belly was once again wet with his own semen – when his wife had crested her orgasm, Nick had again ejaculated without even being touched.

“My God, that was so hot,” Tina panted, her head lolling as her breasts heaved.  “It was so good.  My God.”

Nick grinned up at her.  The adoration on her face said it all – this was his wife, no matter how big Zeke’s dick might be.

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From that moment on, things changed.  The three of them got dressed, ate breakfast, listened to the weather radio, found little tasks to do around the cabin.  More conversation was had, more cards were played.  But the dynamic had certainly morphed into something that Nick had never imagined could even exist.

Sometime after lunch, they were at the table, in the middle of a conversation about waterfalls, when Zeke stood up, walked around to Tina, and took her by the hand.  When she hesitantly stood with a slightly confused look on her face, Zeke gave her a grin, turned her around, and pulled her pants down.  A stunned Nick watched in disbelief as the big black man dropped his own pants, grabbed his already erect cock, and leaned the white wife over the table.  With an odd look on her face, she wordlessly complied and scooted her feet apart a bit, fixing her eyes on her husband as the stranger centered himself against her vagina and began penetrating her with his massive appendage.

Nick sat in the chair while the hulking older man essentially used his wife’s cunt, forcing himself into her again and again until his once more emptied all of his semen as deeply as he could inside of her vagina.  Naturally, Tina once again orgasmed several times on the huge phallus; when they were done, she knelt in front of her husband’s chair and sucked him off while the old man’s spunk slowly dribbled out to spatter into a puddle on the ground beneath her.

Much later, Nick awoke in the middle of the night to find himself alone in the bunk.  For a long moment, he was confused as to why until he recognized the sounds of sex and located Tina lying on her back on the cot, with her legs wrapped around the large man on top of her.  While they were apparently trying to be quiet, the cabin was so small that he could discern most of the conversation.

“Can’t get enough’a dis big ol’ black cock, can ya, missy?” Zeke was asking her.

“No… no… so GOOD,” Tina replied emphatically.  “God, I love it…”

“Dat white pussy da best I ever had,” he admitted.  “So damned tight.”

After a few moments of Nick listening to the sounds of them fucking, the tone of the big man’s voice changed a bit when he spoke once more. 

“Ya ain’t on no pill, is ya?” he asked.  “I heard y’all talkin’ dis mornin’.  Y’all worried ‘bout you gettin’ pregnant, but ya still begged me t’cum inside o’ ya.”

Tina murmured something unintelligible.

The ugly older man laughed.  “Seems ta me dat ya jus’ tryin’ ta get ya belly swole up wid a black baby.”

The white wife groaned soulfully, but still denied it.  “No…” she panted.  “It’s just… bad time.  Your cock is so good!  Don’t actually want…”

Zeke snorted and the squeaking sounds stopped.  “Bullshit, woman,” he declared.  “Ya could’a tol’ me ta pull out, but ya didn’t.  Not las’ night, not dis mornin’, not dis afternoon.  Seem like you’s jus’ tryin’ to get knocked up.”

Tina moaned again, and judging from the motions, she was trying to fuck herself on the big man’s dick.  He was apparently having none of it.

“Don’ lie ta me, missy, or I’ll stop now and dat’ll be dat,” he threatened. 

“No!!!” the sophisticated woman begged the crude, older man on top of her.  “Please, keep fucking me.  PLEASE!”

“So you is tryin’ ta get a black baby in dat belly, den,” he stated with one more thrust before stopping again.

Tina whined, trying to use her legs to pull the big man into action.  “Okay!  Yes, I am!” she admitted desperately.  “Please, FUCK me.  Knock me up, do it.  Just FUCK me, PLEASE!” she pleaded.

Nick could hear a deep chuckle.  “Dat’s what I thought.  A’ight, den.  I’ll fuck ya, missy.”  He began thrusting again, drawing a deep groan of pleasure from the white woman underneath him.

“An’ when I get dat nut,” he continued, “I’ma put every drop in ya womb, lil’ mama.”

Listening in, Nick’s felt like he was disconnected from his body, like he was some casual observer looking down on some perverse situation.  Dimly, he became aware of his ears ringing, of his fingers shaking as he listened to the depraved exchange between his wife and this old black man.  Never, not even in his most twisted, shameful, alcohol-fueled fantasies, would Nick have dreamed he would hear his wife begging some stranger – and an ugly black man at that – to give her his baby. 

Yet here they were.  As he listened to the building crescendo of the illicit sex, Nick knew he should be angry… furious, even.  He should interrupt, he should yell and scream and lose his mind.  He was a little nauseous again… but he also realized that his own cock was rock hard and leaking precum.  With a cold bolt of fear in his gut, he realized anew that at least in that moment, he wanted nothing more than to hear his wife accept this other man’s semen into her fertile womb. 

All too soon, the raunchy noises of the coupling in the cot next to him built to a zenith.  Some corner of Nick’s mind tried to comfort him with the fact that regardless of the words spoken, Tina being inseminated yet again surely changed nothing – she was without any real doubt already pregnant, anyway.  This was just a little extra dirty fun to be had, but it almost certainly had no real bearing on the outcome. 

And yet, if Tina’s cycle had varied at all, or if nature was just being weird, wasn’t it possible that Nick’s wife had not gotten pregnant already, but was instead conceiving even now while she moaned and cried and begged Zeke to give her his black baby?  Wasn’t it possible that this load that was even now soaking her cervix while she desperately kissed the ugly man the one that would see his sperm borne to her egg?  Wasn’t it possible that they could have still escaped the cabin with nothing but memories, but this secret middle of the night encounter would be the one that caused Tina’s belly to swell with a black bastard inside?

Nick shivered and groaned, his cock in his hand.  Tina giggled as she heard it.  “Sorry to wake you, baby,” she purred.  “I guess we got a little out of hand.”

The pleading of his wife, begging Zeke to cum in her, to knock her up, to give her his black baby, kept echoing through Nick’s mind.  “Yeah,” he choked.  “It seemed like you two really got into that one.”

Momentarily, Tina had slipped out from beneath Zeke and made her way back to her bunk.  Her hand found her husband’s steely penis, and she stroked lit lightly.  “My,” she breathed, lust in her voice, “it seems like you could use some attention, baby.”  Her tone then took on a teasing edge.  “But we know that you don’t need to come inside of me… what can we do?”

In the dim light, Nick could barely made out the brunette’s smirk.  “I suppose that I have been… dirty.  Maybe you’d like to clean me up?” she asked as she squeezed his stiff prick.

Nick’s groan seemed to emanate from his very soul.  Taking that as an affirmative sign, Tina climbed up on the bunk, shimmied forward, and moved her sloppy cunt above her husband’s face.  She reached behind her with her right hand to encircle his penis while she slowly lowered her sticky wet labia to his mouth.

Their combined moans joined in a harmony of x-rated music.

It didn’t take either of them very long to climax.  As Nick frantically licked his wife’s seeping sex, gravity helped mouthful after mouthful of the big black man’s semen to drain down into his waiting mouth.  Tina ground her hips back and forth, riding her husband’s face and she slowly stroked and squeezed his member.  Soon, she ground her clit directly into his mouth, where he happily licked it hard and fast. 

Then, the brunette’s orgasm ripped through her body, taking her breath away as she shuddered and twitched on her husband’s face.  As Tina groaned in bliss, a rush of her fluids combined with more of the black man’s semen flowed into Nick’s mouth; a few more strokes and the younger man was ejaculating all over his wife’s hand and wrist.

“Da two ‘a you is somethin’ else,” Zeke stated, his voice full of open admiration.  “Damn, y’all is so hot.  I ain’t never seen nothin’ like it.”

Nick continued to lick his wife’s pussy, driving his tongue as deeply as he could inside of her hole all through the aftershocks of her orgasm; eventually, she pulled off of his glistening face and snuggled up close to him.  “I love you so much,” she murmured as they pulled a blanket back over their bodies.

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Morning came, and with it, a day that was a good bit warmer than the one before.  A look outside revealed that the snow had melted enough to make things more passable, and a bright sun with forecasted highs in the upper forties promised to continue to assist in that endeavor.  The loss of the tent poles still stung as the Bryants prepared their gear, but a roll of paracord and a pocketknife said that they would still be able to pitch a tent in a non-emergency situation – even if it might not be the prettiest shelter ever.

Zeke insisted on providing the couple with some cheese, nuts, and raisins to take with them for snacking to help ensure that they wouldn’t be hungry on their trip out.  He also included a smaller jar of his blackberry moonshine; like most backpackers, neither Nick nor Tina felt like alcohol weight should be counted against the total amount of their packs, so they accepted it graciously. 

The large man fussed around his stovetop, resolute in his position that the couple deserved to start the day’s journey with warm food in their bellies.  After a hearty breakfast, goodbyes were said, and both Nick and Tina sincerely thanked Zeke again – after all, without his help, both of them might have died.  As always, the older man downplayed his efforts as nothing special, that any decent person would have done the same.

As they prepared to leave, Nick turned around to pick up his pack.  When he turned back, he witnessed Zeke maneuver Tina over to the counter, bend down and give her a small kiss, then reach to her waist, grab her pants, and slide them down.  No words were spoken; the brunette turned around, grabbed the counter edge, and leaned over, shuffling her feet apart as she did so.  The enormous black man dropped his own pants, revealing that massive black cock again; a few strokes of his meaty paw along the shaft, and he was lining up the uncircumcised head with the smaller white woman’s labia and pressing inside of her vagina.

As always, Tina groaned and cried like she was being injured as she was being penetrated by the soda-can thickness of the ebony shaft; as always, she also then moaned and cried out in passion and pleasure as Zeke pummeled her vagina with his ponderous penis.  This time, there was no dirty talk shared, but the squelching noises from her sloppy cunt, the grunts from both of them, the cries and moans and exclamations of pleasure were plenty lewd enough. 

Over the next ten minutes, the brunette orgasmed several times on that obscenely large, coal-colored dick until the massive man finally buried his enormous cock as far inside of her as he could reach, his ugly face twisted into an even more grotesque expression as he pumped his copious, virile load of semen into the depths of the white woman’s unprotected vagina.  The two of them held still for a long minute or two, seemingly content to luxuriate one last time in the feeling of the coal-colored man’s obscenely large penis slowly deflating while his sperm saturated the pale woman’s cervix.

When he pulled out, Tina quickly pulled her clothes back up and grabbed her backpack.  She glanced at Nick with a casual smile, as if he hadn’t just watched her vagina be absolutely destroyed yet again by a massive black cock, as if she hadn’t casually risked impregnation with another man’s baby one more time.  

“Ready to go, babe?” she asked her husband with a wink.

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A half hour into their hike, the Bryants found that the amount of snow on the ground varied quite a bit.  Some places were bare – or close to it – while others had drifts that still went above their boots.  All in all, however, the going was so much easier than it had been before.  Their pace was slow, but not terrible, and progress was steady.

Tina stopped in front of a picturesque set of small trees framed with a boulder.  “Grab your phone, babe,” she stated as she placed her pack out of the frame.  “I think that you may want to get this.”

As Nick looked on, his wife gave him a sultry smile, then teasingly lowered her pants.  Once she had her husband’s full attention, she slowly peeled her purple panties down. 

She was an absolute mess.  Strings of milky white semen connected her still-open pussy to the saturated gusset of her panties.  Her labia were dark and inflamed from her recent fucking, and were shiny and slick with the combined fluids of her and her black lover. 

Nick took multiple close up photos of his wife’s sloppy cunt as she lowered the panties all the way to the ground.  He stepped back and took a few more, with her nakedness almost artistic against the snowy background.  He then knelt in from of her and leaned in, breathing the intoxicating scents of her secretions mixed with another man’s spunk.  Once again, Nick found his heart racing as he pressed his face into the folds of Tina’s vagina. 

After she came on his face, giving him ample time to swallow as much of her fluids and Zeke’s semen as he could root out with his tongue, Nick stood and put his hands on his wife’s hips to turn her around.  Giggling, she pulled her pants up until just below her ass – “it’s still cold out here!” she had exclaimed – before allowing her husband to penetrate her.

Tina’s vagina was so slick, not to mention still loose enough from her recent fucking, that Nick’s own dick couldn’t seem to touch her internally on more than two sides at once.  It hardly mattered; she was so very warm inside, and her wetness (and that of the old man’s cum) caressed Nick’s cock with damp, velvety softness on every stroke.  Knowing what she had done, knowing that even now, he was once again forcing another man’s sperm back up inside of his wife’s unprotected vagina was more than he could bear for long. 

Soon enough, his balls began to tighten and tingle; for the tiniest moment Nick considered ejaculating inside of his wife, leaving her with a cocktail of semen inside of her well-used cunt, but he instead ripped out at the last moment.  Tina dutifully spun around and enveloped his prick in her warm mouth, allowing him to fill it with his own seed.

After she finished swallowing her husband’s load, Tina stood and kissed him passionately.  Smiling, the two of them put themselves back together and grabbed their packs.

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It was fairly late on day three from leaving Zeke’s cabin that the Bryants made it to their car; it took forty minutes of driving beyond that before either of them got a cell signal.  Naturally, voice mails and texts came pouring in – family members, bosses and coworkers, the local county sheriff’s department, and park rangers… to name a few.   An actual rescue search effort had to be called off, but in the end, all was well.  Given the Bryants’ lack of experience in winter weather, many people feared the worst; a forced diversion to a mountain cabin was just about the best possible resolution to the story that anyone could have hoped for.

After the dust settled and their lives returned to normal, Nick found himself worried at how his and Tina’s sex lives would change.  Fantasies about getting caught, being watched by strangers, sometimes even of strangers joining in… these subjects had become such a big part of their sex lives for a long time, now.  But having actually lived some of that – and in such a potentially life-changing way, at that - Nick wondered if it would unlock something in his wife where she would rely on that sort of fantasy even more.

As it turned out, Tina didn’t want anything to change.  She was happy to dirty talk around the same types of fantasies; they clearly still turned her on very much.  However, aside from one afternoon where she and Nick had a very matter-of-fact conversation about the goings-on during their time at Zeke’s cabin, she was totally uninterested in talking about it at all.  If Nick tried to bring up how she looked while full of that big black cock, or the sounds she made while being fucked, or how hard she came for the older stranger, or the taboo nature of the risks that she took, Tina would stonewall him immediately.  She had apparently decided to treat the entire interlude like some alternate reality, some dream world that the two of them had never actually visited.  It was at best a memory to be left in the past, buried, not to be discussed; she would change the subject any time Nick tried to bring it up in any situation – sexual or otherwise. 

This maddeningly left Nick to relive the moments on his own; there were times when it was difficult for him to focus on work or other things, as his mind would drift to those powerful memories, those sounds, those smells… and he would find himself insanely erect at some of the most inopportune times.

Naturally, Tina did in fact miss her period.  For a few days, the Bryants both pretended that it wasn’t a big deal; cycles can vary, Tina had been under a lot of stress, etc.  But when the morning sickness set in – the worst she had ever experienced, worse even than she had suffered with Josh – there was no denying it.  The first trimester in general was very difficult on Tina, as she was more tired than she would have ever believed, and often felt terribly achy on even the best of days.  Needless to say, dirty talk became less of an issue, period, as poor Tina felt far from sexy for quite a few weeks.

Fortunately, the second trimester was far kinder, with the end of morning sickness and the regaining of her energy.  At somewhere around eighteen weeks, Tina started to really show.  This led to all sorts of questions from her family, her teenaged children, her coworkers, her friends – after all, while she and Nick had never hadn’t fully settled on “no babies again, ever” idea, pretty much everyone who knew them knew that they were not really looking to have any more children.

Furthermore, they Bryants couldn’t seem to settle exactly on the story they would tell to explain the pregnancy; they knew that at some point, they would have to figure it out, as there would be a firestorm of questions once Tina delivered an interracial baby.  Given that Nick had made certain to not cum inside of his wife until after her missed period, they were both quite certain that the baby was absolutely not Nick’s.  But the two of them had enough to worry about with things like prenatal appointments, setting up a nursery, scheduling time off for after the baby’s birth, and a hundred other things that for the time being, they were content to push those hard discussions about the baby’s conception to another day.

One definite plus for Nick was that Tina’s libido returned with a vengeance during her second trimester.  He had always found her to be incredibly sexy when she was pregnant, and this time didn’t change – and while she wouldn’t take part in any dirty talk that included the fact that she was carrying another man’s baby, she did enjoy his compliments at how sexy she looked with her belly growing, with her breasts swelling, with the areolas and nipples both getting larger and turning brown in preparation for making milk.  He loved to run a hand over the firm spot of her belly, talking about her womb being full, and that sort of talk did turn Tina on. 

Furthermore, dirty talk about someone catching a pregnant woman giving him a blowjob on a trail, or a stranger wanting to join in with sex with his pregnant wife seemed to really appeal to Tina’s sense of taboo.  Nick was able to get some really fantastic pictures of his naked, pregnant wife in the woods, which really appealed to him.

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One Saturday afternoon when Tina was twenty weeks along, Nick left home to go pick up the boys from his mother’s house, where she was paying them to do some fairly extensive yard work.  Tina had been a little tired and elected to stay home and take a nap, so Nick was flying solo.  Ten minutes into the drive, his mom called to ask if it would be okay if she took the boys to get ice cream as an extra reward before offering to just drive them home when they were done.  Nick chuckled and agreed; if grandma had thought of that just a little earlier, he wouldn’t have gotten out of the house at all.

Tina could be a very light sleeper – especially during pregnancy – so Nick took care to be extra quiet when he came home.  There wasn’t a game on TV that he cared to watch, so he thought that he might go and grab his kindle and do a little uninterrupted reading until either the boys got home or Tina woke up.  Quietly, he padded down the hallway toward his bedroom, planning to sneak in, grab the device, and slip out without waking his pregnant, sleeping wife. 

Just before his hand reached the doorknob, Nick heard a strange sound which caused him to freeze in his tracks.

The bedroom door had been pulled shut, but not closed firmly; as was so often the case, it had drifted back open an inch or so. 

When he first heard his wife’s voice, Nick thought that Tina was perhaps talking in her sleep, as the sounds weren’t really intelligible.  There was a break, and then she said something again, but something about her voice sounded… odd.  For a long moment, Nick strongly considered retreating to the living room and finding something else to do; he had woken Tina from naps a couple of times, and she was less than pleasant to deal with. 

But then he heard the unmistakable sound of a moan.  Quietly, he pushed the door open very slowly to reveal a scene that would be burned into his mind.

Tina was naked on the bed, the rounded mound of her swollen belly clearly visible, as were her now-brown nipples.  His wife’s legs were open wide, pulled back with her heels positioned close to her ass.  As he watched Tina in dumbfounded silence, she dipped two fingers as far as she could into her obviously well-lubricated vagina.  This woman who never masturbated - despite Nick trying to encourage her to do so for literal years - then used fingers on her left hand to expose her clit while she began rapidly rubbing the fingers on her right hand across the swollen pink bud.  Judging from the flush in her face and the little noises escaping from her throat as her enlarged breasts heaved, the brunette had been at this for a few minutes at least; Nick idly wondered if she hadn’t started the moment his car pulled out of the driveway.

Nick hand drifted down to his hardening cock inside of his pants.  There was no way that he was going to interrupt Tina.  He wanted to see her give herself this orgasm; it seemed like something big and powerful was building.

She rubbed herself for a couple more minutes, her breasts heaving with the breaths she would hold, then pant, then hold again.  The deep red flush on her face that extended down her throat and onto her chest told Nick that his wife’s orgasm was just about to break – and break hard.  The slick sounds of her rubbing was interspersed by so many sexy moans and sighs, though from time to time she would murmur things Nick couldn’t quite make out.

Then, her movements lost rhythm and her voice grew much higher in pitch and volume.  “Oh FUCK yes!” she cried.  “Oh my GOD!  Oh, FUCK ME, ZEKE!  Oh my GOD it’s so BIG, so FULL, so GOOD, oh FUCK ME!!!  Oh God CUM IN MEEE!!!”

As Tina fell into unintelligible sounds while her body shook and trembled, Nick turned and walked back out of the doorway with his head spinning and his cock still hard.

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Author notes:

Remember that this is a work of fiction.  Yes, the characters made some bad decisions.  Such is life.

If you’re reading a smut story, and still feel the driving need to preach at me about abortion or interracial pregnancies or how you think that my morality is terrible, lol.  This is a dirty fantasy only.  This isn’t real life – see: work of fiction.

Thank you for the read.  I sincerely hope that you enjoyed the story.