The Problem with Porn

David came before the one black had even pushed it in all the way. Leigh sounded frustrated and pushed her pussy back into his mouth. David lapped up his sperm as he pushed his tongue deep into his wife's crevices. She came after about ten minutes of this. The girl on screen was now getting doubly penetrated in her ass and pussy by the two men.

"Honey, my tongue's getting tired," said David pulling his mouth clear.

"David, now, do it now. I want you to use the dildo."

David sighed. "Alright, how do we do this?"

"I want you to fuck me like an animal, from behind."

David reached out and grabbed the dildo conveniently placed beside his bed. The damn thing was so big around, his fingers didn't touch. A girl on the TV was sucking on Latrell's big cock in a park in broad daylight. Leigh had turned around, on all fours, her head resting on her arms on the bed with her ass thrust up into the air, her eyes staring at the TV. David had never had this good of a view before and he was awed by how perfect Leigh's ass was, the puckered rosebud in the center, the folds of her dripping labia. Meanwhile, the girl on screen was gagging from all the sperm in her mouth. "I've never seen a cock cum this much or get this big. I gotta try it in my pussy. "Be my guest," said the black man. The girl kneeled on the blanket as the black man-with their typical amazing recovery rate- poised his cock on her tight young pussy.

"Now, push it in now," begged Leigh and the girl on screen in unison.

David watched fascinated as he brought the dildo up to his wife's pussy lips and pushed against them until they parted around it. The hard plastic head was bigger then a golf ball and David was surprised how easily such a big thing disappeared between her folds. It didn't help the inadequacies he'd been feeling to see what Leigh could handle.

"More David, shove it deeper." Leigh was pushing her ass back into the dildo. He held it rigid, teasing her with it, before pushing several more inches in. Leigh was going crazy. "Oh god David, this feels good. Harder, fuck me harder. Gimme that big cock. I love it. Fuck me with your big cock. Oh Jesu...I'm gonna cum..." Leigh came hard grinding her pussy into the dildo as she did. David didn't know women's orgasms could get as intense as Leigh's just did. Unlike him, cumming didn't wipe her out, it seemed to stoke the fires even more. "More David, gimme that big cock. Push the rest in. Oh god, so big, so deep. Fuck me with that big cock. I love your big black cock. Fuck me with that black cock. Fuck my white pussy. I love black cock."

Her words pissed David off and he roughly shoved the remaining two inches of the black dildo into his wife. Leigh just screamed and had a tremendous orgasm.

"Sooo goood," she murmured as he pulled it out.

David held the dildo up. The plastic was coated with her fluid and he was surprised to see that his hand was soaked also. "I thought you didn't care about the black thing?" he asked miffed.

"I don't. I was just imitating the girls in the movies. It seemed natural. I'm sorry."

"It's ok I guess."

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David wasn't sure things were going in the direction he had planned getting his wife to loosen up, so he decided to tone things down a notch. He snuck the movie back so he didn't have to talk to Jack. Leigh seemed more aroused then usual and they had sex every night. He always came too fast and then ended up eating her pussy to satisfy her and she did seem satisfied. The problem was it wasn't with him. David checked the spot in the drawer where Leigh kept the dildo and noticed it looked like it had been moved every day. Plus, the movie she had purchased never left the inside of the DVD player.

Late one evening the doorbell rang. Leigh answered it and found herself staring at Thor's golden hammer hanging over a muscular black chest. "Yes?"

"Leigh, it's me Jack."

Leigh looked up at his face. "The man from the video store?" Leigh was feeling funny in her stomach and her legs felt weak. Jack was just like her black porn studs. Almost against her will, her panties turned damp.

David walked out of the kitchen and froze when he saw Jack standing in the doorway. "Hey David, I just thought I'd stop by and see how things were going. I haven't seen either of you in a week and I was wondering if things were going well."

"Fine, things are fine," said David. "How'd you get this address?"

"From your registration card. I hope you don't mind me stopping by. Consider it a courtesy call. I may be in the porn business, but I pride myself on servicing customers." Jack looked at Leigh when he said that. "I was worried you weren't happy with our service."

"No, everything's fine."

"May I come in? I brought you two a complimentary video."

"Alright," said Leigh hesitating and stepping out of Jack's way.

"I haven't seen it yet, but it features some of the things David said he was interested in trying."

Leigh took the video. It was called "Thugs". "Exactly what was my

husband interested in trying?" asked Leigh.

"Nothing serious, some light bondage." Jack reached in his bag. "Here, I even brought you two some furry handcuffs."

"Well thanks Jack," said David taking the two pairs of handcuffs, "and thanks for stopping by."

"Well I was hoping I could watch some of the movie with you, seeing as how I havn't seen it yet either. I need to review it."

"I don't know, that's something Leigh and I do in private."

"David, it's the least we can do. Jack did go out of his way for us."

"Well ok," said David reluctantly. "I guess we can watch it down here."

"Fantastic," said Jack.

"You know Jack, you don't sound like a black guy," said David.

"What do you mean?"

David didn't like the way Jack's eyes had narrowed when he said that. "You're very well spoken and all."

"And black men aren't well spoken?"

"Well...I mean..."

"We're not all from the hood, but forget it and for your information, I'm a graduate of Harvard Business School."

David couldn't help being impressed. The black man had more impressive credentials then he did. "But porn?"

"There's a lot of money to be made in the porn industry. I'm part owner in a company that controls 87% of the adult entertainment stores in New York state, but I don't consider myself a pornographer. I consider myself a marriage councilor and the key ingredient in a marriage isn't the bull shit you hear on Oprah like communication or trust, it's sex. That's why I'm here."

"Well, our sex life has improved since David first wandered in your store," Leigh said.

"Thanks, that's good to know." Jack went over and sat in the love seat while David and Leigh sat on the couch.

"Thugs" was a rip off of cops only from the view point of street toughs. Three gang members went around forcing themselves on women while making their husbands watch. Two blacks crawled through a window while the third filming them followed. They began looking for valuables. One walked into the bathroom and a gorgeous woman was taking a shower in a clear shower stall. The black stripped off his clothes and joined her. She screamed and struggled, but the sight of his huge shaft rising to attention magically converted her and she kneeled taking him in her mouth. Meanwhile another thug had come upon the husband reading in bed. Soon the husband was tied in a chair watching all three service his wife who loved every minute of it.

"There's a good example of bondage," said Jack.

"That's not what I had in mind. I was thinking more along the lines of restraining my wife and having my way with her."

"Always nice, but women have fantasies about being in control too. Plus, the chair position is a good one for the woman to mount the guys lap. It makes the penis feel bigger and penetrate deeper."

"Hmm...sounds nice," said Leigh.

The next scene had a teenage girl approaching the thugs asking to buy drugs. They said, sure, but she'd have to service them all and they'd give them to her. She did and they told her afterwards they weren't drug dealers. She said she didn't care, she was addicted to their cocks now.

"I should get going soon," said Jack. "Say, did you two ever try role playing?"

"No," said the husband and wife looking at each other.

"You should try it. If you'd like, I'll pretend I'm a thug. I can use the handcuffs on Leigh here and David you can come rescue her, I'll escape and you can have your way with her body."

"No," said David. "That sounds nice, but I really don't want anyone seeing Leigh naked."

"Fine then, how about if I restrain you and leave. Leigh can come upstairs and have her way with you."

"I don't know. What do you think honey?"

"It does sound kind of fun," said Leigh biting her lower lip and looking pensive. "Jack, is it true that is makes the penis seem bigger and penetrate deeper?"

"Absolutely. What do you have to lose? David, show me your room and if you don't have a chair up there, grab one from the kitchen."

There was a good chair upstairs and Jack checked it out while he opened the handcuffs.

"Go ahead and strip David."

"Everything?"

"Yeah man, we're both adults. You don't have anything I haven't seen everyday I'm at work."

Jack sat one pair of handcuffs at the foot of the chair and one behind. "This should work, you'll be restrained...hmphhh."

"What?"

"Nothing, something in my throat..phh." Jack was trying to keep from laughing. David had stripped down and as Jack had looked up, the black man caught a glimpse of the smallest penis he had ever seen, barely five inches and about as big as Jack's forefinger. David was holding one hand over his genitalia looking uncomfortable. His palm completely enveloped both his dick and balls.

"Sit down," ordered Jack. "Cross your wrists behind you. David sat, reluctantly taking his hand from the front of his crotch. Jack looped the handcuffs through a bar on the chair and locked them around David's wrists. "Let me know if they're too tight."

David struggled a little. "No, they're fine." They may have been furry, novelty handcuffs, but they weren't cheap plastic, they were real steel. Jack secured his feet and turned man and chair so that it was facing the bed. "I'm gonna give your wife some pointers before I go so she may not be up for awhile."

"Ok, just don't forget to give her the keys."

"Ha, yeah, ha, that's funny, yeah haha."

"David frowned. It hadn't been that funny and why was Jack looking at his penis while he laughed? David felt exposed and wished he had kept his shorts on or something.

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Leigh looked up the stairs admiring Jack's hard body under his polo shirt and jeans. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath caught in her throat as he looked down at her coming forward to stand uncomfortable close. "First things first," he said. Jack's hands ran through her hair and undid the braid holding it up. He arranged her hair around her shoulders. He then reached up

and slowly took her glasses off. "Your so beautiful, David's very lucky."

"Thank you."

"Ready?"

"I guess."

"BITCH, show me dem white titties."

Leigh let out a little yelp of fear as his words startled her and she jumped. His hands had gripped her blouse and ripped it open exposing her stomach and her bra covered breasts. "What the...?" she practically screamed the words out.

Jack skillfully flipped the bra up over her breasts exposing them. "Dems some nice titties you white cracker bitch."

"What are you doing? Let me go," she begged.

"Leigh, I'm sorry." Jack let go of her breasts and started stroking her hair. "I didn't mean to scare you. I'm just staying in character."

"What do you mean?" Leigh was sobbing into his chest feeling both afraid and protected by the man holding her.

"You know fulfilling David's fantasy of seeing you with a black man."

"What?"

"He didn't tell you? He wants to make you happy and knows his penis is incapable of satisfying you like a black one can. It's too small." Jack had grabbed her wrists and moved it down to his pants leg. He placed her hand on his cock and she squeezed it through his jeans. "He had me pick out subtle movies with black studs to get you used to the idea. I'm sorry, he thought you were ready. If you want I'll leave."

This was a lot for Leigh to handle. She did know one thing, she didn't want him to leave. Her hand had never left his dick and it had swollen several inches while she touched it. Her hand had stated measuring the huge shaft. "I don't know Jack, I admit the movies have really turned me on to black men and big cocks, but I've always believed in the sanctity of marriage and I've always felt the races shouldn't mingle, though I almost wish I had tried a black man before I met David."

"It's not cheating, if your husband wants you to do it. Don't you want to see it?"

"Yes."

"Then lets fool around a little down here. If you don't want to go through with it, we'll quit, but remember there's a man tied up upstairs who loves you very much and wants to see his wife get the fucking she deserves from a real man. Take it out," he ordered pressing down on her shoulders.

Leigh's hands were shaking as she undid Jack's belt buckle. She could see the bulge from the head of his cock halfway down his thigh towards his knee. She opened his belt and unbuttoned the jeans, pulling the zipper down. Jack was wearing white boxers. She looked up at him in excitement over what she was about to see and found herself staring in awe at his chest as he pulled the shirt off over his head. His torso was every bit as big and with bulging muscles as the black porn stars. How did so many black men develop a workout that seemed to define every muscle in their bodies?

Even before she saw his cock, she knew this was where she belonged, kneeling at the feet of a superior male. The slave-slut of a Nubian god. Her purpose in life to serve her master. "Hurry up and takes that cock out bitch," he said looking down at her, then winking to show he was staying in character.

Leigh turned her attention back on his crotch. She struggled to pull his jeans down, his boxers sliding down an inch as his jeans tugged on them and revealing the top of his pubic hair. The boxers were tight, almost as much as biker shorts. The cock bulge ran down the right leg almost to the base of the material.

Leigh put both hands on the waistband and pulled down. The rest of his dark pubic hair appeared and soon, so did the root of his cock. It was as thick as her wrist and the shaft even got thicker as more revealed itself. Her pussy actually spasmed with lust when the head appeared. Soon it was freed and the monster shaft jerked up to hang pointed at her face. His boxers fell to his feet and Jack stepped out of them, kicking his shoes off.

"It's thirteen inches."

Leigh nodded, she had been wondering how big the monster cock was. "It's magnificent," she whispered. Jack's black cock was close to three times as big as David's. There was something different about it beside the size and the color. She actually wanted it. She wanted to suck it, to swallow his sperm, to fuck it, to give her ass to it. It even smelled different. Leigh inhaled his scent through her nose a wave of desire for his cock spreading throughout her body as she breathed.

Thank god, David wanted her to do this, because after seeing a black cock up close, there was no way she wasn't going to fuck it. Especially knowing what these cocks were capable of. The images of dozens of white girls in the pornos fucking and sucking these cocks flashed through her mind.

"What do you want Leigh?"

"I want to suck you off. I want to taste your cum."

"Then do it."

Leigh looked at his cock again and was surprised to see she was holding it and her hand was slowly stroking the huge shaft as if her body knew what it wanted before her mind did. Leigh leaned forward and kissed Jack's huge cock head to show her respect for it. Then her tongue flickered out and curled around the head, then she teased his pee-slit and for a moment thought he had cum as quickly as her husband did, but Leigh realized it was just precum. The pee-slit leaked the stuff in a steady stream which made sense as it would take a lot of lubrication to coat a cock this large. Leigh soon moved from the head down the veiny shaft. Jack held his cock up and she even licked his hefty balls, the movies having taught her that black men liked their balls licked.

"Now show that black cock how a married white slut knows how to treats it."

Leigh shivered. It was strange, but she liked being called and treated like a slut by Jack. If David had tried it, she would of slapped him within seconds. Like most women, she was proud and independent, but had a secret desire to be dominated. Muscular black men seemed to be able to bring out these hidden desires in women like they had this primal, animalistic power.

Leigh took his cock in her mouth almost giggling at how different it was from her husband's. David's just scraped her throat when she had swallowed him whole. Jack's cock head alone stretched her mouth out. She couldn't help gagging as the head pushed into her throat. Leigh pictured the female porn stars and tried to copy their technique. She breathed through her nose, relaxed her jaw, and concentrated on getting as much as she could down her throat. The movies had almost been a training manual for how to service her black master.

Leigh was only able to get a little more then half Jack's cock down her throat and was disappointed with herself. She settled on bobbing her head rapidly over five or so inches while jerking him off with one of her hands.

Leigh had to switch hands several times not to mention rest her jaw and neck. Jack's stamina almost out lasted hers. Leigh was giving her throat a break, just sucking the cock head into her mouth while stroking the rest of his cock with one hand, her other massaging his balls. She felt them tense up just as his cock seemed to grow even bigger. Half Jack's load was spurting out of her mouth around his cock before she even knew he had cum. Jack's one wad had completely filled her mouth to overflowing.

Leigh greedily gulped down Jack's cum, the first sperm she had ever swallowed. She hadn't even thought about it, it seemed natural to swallow Jack's sperm and she was making room in her mouth for the next wad. She even liked the taste. She ended up swallowing three wads and he pulled his cock out shooting a fourth on her face.

"That was great," said Jack.

"Next time, I'll try to take more."

"I'll be sure you have plenty to practice on. Now, are you ready to try this monster in your pussy?"

Leigh looked at Jack's cock. It hadn't really shrunken at all and Jack had just tugged on it a couple times. It looked as hard as it had the first time. Black men really did have amazing recovery rates. "I don't think I've ever been this ready for something in my life."

"Good. Remember, this is David's role playing fantasy. I'm gonna pretend I'm a thug forcing

you into sex. You gotta struggle, then give in. Talk trash a lot like the girls in the movies. Keep telling him how much bigger mine feels."

"I don't think that will be a problem."

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David was wondering what the hell was taking so long. His hands were getting sore and he was developing a cramp. His little dick had gotten hard and soft many times in anticipation, but his wife had stayed downstairs for close to half an hour.

He heard footsteps coming up the stairs, two sets, one big and heavy. For some reason, Jack hadn't left. Leigh walked in looking stunned, her blouse was ripped open and her bra was crooked showing her beautiful breasts. Her cheeks and chin were covered in cum. Then a huge black figure was standing before him, naked, an enormous thirteen inch cock angling downward before his eyes, still slick with saliva and dripping sperm. "Don't move cracker," said Jack shoving his white boxers into David's mouth. "I'm gonna teach that white wife slut of your how a real man fucks. Moves and I'll kills ya."