Pimp Zee tests out a Hotwife

This is from my first erotic collection: 'Master SHANGO Presents Five Stories' of horny wives and cuckold husbands.  This story is an excerpt from a story titled: "Pimp Zee: The Life Of . . ." about a Black Bull who signs up Milfs to pimp out to Black men.  But first, he's got to test out that pussy.

It begins with him receiving an email from a Milf wanting to meet with him . . . ENJOY!

Hi there Pimp Zee,My name’s Marilyn. I read your thread at the ¬__ forum and would like to get in touch with you regarding it. I’ve got a ‘36DD pair of tits, and I’ve got a thick ass to match LOL. Please write to me or even better call me at this number below. Can’t wait to hear from you.
Bye.

Zee scribbled down her phone number on a pad then checked through his other mails before deciding to give her a call. The phone rang a third time before being picked up.

“Hi, my name’s Pimp Zee, and I’m calling—”

“Oh my God,” the woman exclaimed delight in her voice.  “Hi there, Zee.  This is Marilyn on the line.”

“Hi Marilyn. I just finished reading your mail that you sent me and thought I’d give you a call.”

“Thanks for calling, Zee.  Tell me, is that really your name or something you picked up?”

“My real name is Zeke Darren, but people know me as Pimp Zee.  Pimping is what I do, which is pimp lovely white chicks.”

“White chicks who love tasting black meat, is that it?” she chuckled into his ear.

“Yep that’s it, babe.  So how about you telling me a little about yourself?”

“Well, Marilyn is my first name. I’m in my mid-thirties, being married for thirteen years with three kids; I work part-time at an animal shelter and I enjoy knitting.”

“All right, that’s good to hear.  So tell me why you’re interested in wanting to get pimped?”

Girlish laughter echoed in his ear before Marilyn answered.  “Well it’s like this.  As I said already, my husband has for a long time been unable to satisfy me in bed, and it’s been quite frustrating for me.  He enjoys knowing that there’re men out there clamouring for me, and several times I’ve gone out of me to get other men’s attention.  They’ve all been white, and though the few ones I’ve been with have been somewhat good . . . also picking interest in watching interracial porn movies (another pause for giggle) anyway, I just feel that I need to try me some big black cock.  I can’t help picturing myself getting used like the white girls in those adult movies.  And when I saw your thread post . . . well, you get the idea don’t you?”

“Let’s say a black man was in there standing right next to you right now and he really wanted to fuck you, tell me what would you say to him?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never been surprised that way before . . . but since you asked, I guess I’d forget about cooking dinner and let him have me.”

“That’s not the appropriate sentence to use, Marilyn.  Tell me you’d let him fuck you.  Say that for me.”

“Okay, I would love for him to fuck me.  How does that sound?”

“Perfect. When was the last time some guy made you cum? And I’m talking about explosive cum. The kind that rattles your inside all the way to your bones.”

She thought for a moment, then said: “I’m not going to lie to you, it’s been so long—maybe while I fucked one of those white guys a month ago.  I can barely remember it.”

“What about your kids?”

“They’re away in college.  The house is only me and Danny my husband.”

“That’s good to know.  So you’d really like for me to give you the black cock hook-up, right?  Better say it loud so I know you mean it.”

“Yes!” she affirmed.  “Yes, I’d love nothing more than to have my first taste of black cock.  I’ve seen, read and heard so much about it, I’d really love to try it for myself.”

“Okay.  Let me have your home address, and tell me when you’d like me to swing by?”

“Well let’s see . . . today’s Thursday, how about we make it the weekend, Saturday.  I’ll be at home all through and you can come by whenever it pleases you. Here’s my address; are you ready?”

“Yeah, go ahead.” Zee listened as she narrated her address out for him.

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Marilyn’s home was a simple brick structure with a well-kept front yard. Zee parked his car beside their driveway and walked towards the front door.  He didn’t make it in time before the door flew open and there stood Marilyn welcoming him with a brimming smile. She was wearing a knee-length purple bathrobe; Zee wondered if she had any surprises lurking inside it.

“Nice to finally meet you, Marilyn,” he came and embraced her.

“Nice to meet you too, Zee,” she caressed the muscles on his arm.  “Hmm, you must really work out.”

“As much as I can.  A brother’s always got to keep fit.”

She invited him into her home and closed the door behind him, turning in the key as well.  Zee asked about her husband and she said he’d gone out to get some late shopping and probably won’t be back for another hour or two.  They sat close to each other on the long sofa. 

She loosened her robe and let it slip from her arms to reveal her nakedness underneath.  She had on a purple thong and black thigh stockings and nothing else. Zee adjusted himself on the couch as he felt the pressure of his cock squirming inside his jeans, begging for its freedom.  Marilyn turned around and wiggled her ample-sized bum at him; he nodded his approval at what he saw.

“Nice, very nice.  How about you bringing that lovely body of yours over here,” he indicated at his lap.  “Come sit over big daddy’s legs.”

Marilyn went to him dutifully. She crossed her legs over his thighs straddling him, as Zee adjusted himself further to make her comfy.  Her ass pressed down on the tent that was his crotch while her breasts with their jutting nipples met his face.  Zee didn’t withhold himself from kissing her tits, hearing her moan as he bit on her right nipple. He grasped her ass, loved the feel of their ample roundness in his hands. “Yeah,” he murmured.  “You’ve got a nice ass.  I know a lot of brothers are going to love hitting on you.”

“Really?  You think so?  I always thought they looked kind of rumpled and ugly.”

“Not from where I’m sitting.  Though as your pimp in concern, I’m going to have to test your pussy out.  Need to make damn sure your body’s just right.”

“Oh sure, I was looking forward to that.” she grinned lasciviously.  “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Is it true about that talk that once a white woman goes black, she hardly ever goes back?  I keep thinking it’s something that sounds kind of bogus.”

“Nothing bogus about that, babe.  That’s the real truth.  A good thing too that you’re about to find out just how true it is.”

She bent her head and kissed him.  “Hmmm, I hope you don’t mind if I suck your cock first?”

“Hell no, I don’t.”

She climbed off him to the side and watched as he undid his belt buckle and then and pushed his jeans and boxer shorts to his ankle.  He extracted his feet from his trainers and jeans and then sat back to give her a better view of what he was packing.  Marilyn gasped at the sight of his cock, noted the way it curved an inch towards the right, with the black vein throbbing to the side.  By far it was a cock bigger than her husband’s and those of her former boyfriends. She came forward and wrapped her fingers around it, feeling its pulsing power travel up her arm like a wave of electric current. My God, so it’s a true what they say about black cocks after all, she thought to herself, noting the pre-cum fluid that came out of the tiny hole of his cock’s bulbous head.

Marilyn opened her mouth in time and grunted when his cock jammed all the way into her throat.  She wrapped her thick lips quickly around it and proceeded to suck it.  Zee kept jamming her head down on his dick, wanting her to suck him faster.  He loved nothing like a good blowjob, and a woman who knew very well how to give good head in his opinion was a certified keeper . . . that included black women, white, Asians, or even alien Martians.

“Yeah, go on and suck that fat cock,” he murmured while he pushed her hair off from her face.  “I want you to open your jaws up and deep-throat it all the way, and don’t come up for air unless you have to.”

Marilyn did as he ordered.  She let in air into her mouth and then took as much of his cock that she could swallow.  She could feel the round head touching against her tonsil.  She held it in her mouth for a moment before pulling back off, gasping for breath while she did.  She spat on his cock, jerked it a couple of times then returned her head down to it.  Her back was bent in a crouch; Zee extended his right arm under her body and rubbed the outward flesh that was her pussy.  Marilyn squirmed from his touch, but still she remained her attention on sucking him.

“Yeah, I’m gonna teach you how to suck a black cock.  You’re gonna learn real good . . . gonna learn how to become a black man’s slut.  Going to dress you as one too.”

She freed her mouth from his cock and cried out:  “Yes!  Yes, that’s what I want!”

Zee made her lie back on the couch, pulled her hips forward and pushed her thong to the side so as to sink his lips unto her wet pussy.  Marilyn squirmed and gasped abruptly from the contact of his tongue; she took newfound joy with the way it slipped and licked over her clit and wiggled her crotch before him.  Zee brought his hands under her ass and pushed it up to get an affordable taste of her pussy and her juice pouring out of it.  His lips slid up and down, perusing her sweet, honey juice through her inner walls, then returning up to nibble on her clit. 

Marilyn whimpered breathlessly, her hands squeezing her tits.  “Oh my God! Ohhh Zee . . . Ohhh master!  Oh don’t stop!  I’m gonna . . . OHH SHIT!  I’M GONNA CUM!  I’M GONNA CUMMM!”

Her body shook all over and she went into a cycle of spasms as she pushed her body up from the couch, but Zee remained in control of the situation and didn’t let up from the appalling ecstasy he’d unleashed upon her.  Her hands left her tits and pressed down on his head.  His lips still remained locked on her clit, his tongue swimming in the sea of her pussy juice as she exploded into orgasm. 

“You ready to take that cock right now?” he asked her.

“Oh yes, I want it,” she moaned as she jerked his shaft. “I want it right now, master.”

At that moment there came the rattle of a key in the front door and their heads turned towards it as the door came open and in stepped her husband, Danny.

“Hi honey,” Marilyn waved at him.  “You’re just in time.  I’d like you to meet Zee whom I’d told you about.  Zee this is Danny, my husband.”

“Much obliged,” he shook her husband’s hand.

“Likewise,” Danny answered.  His eyes then gazed down at Zee’s cock and once again his eyes took on that bulging outlook.  “You . . . you guys just about to get started.  I haven’t missed anything, have I?”

“Hell yeah we are,” Marilyn answered with glee.  “Zee here just made me cum like I’ve never had before.  Now I want you to take a seat and watch, okay honey?”

Zee positioned himself as he found her pussy opening and pushed his cock in-between and heard Marilyn groan a response.  Marilyn hugged the top of the couch and began moaning in rhythm with Zee’s large prick fucking her cunt. Zee loved the sight of her ass cheeks bouncing forward and then backward each time he slammed into her.  His shaft was lathered with her pussy juice when he pulled it out of her.  The sound of her moans rose to high rise shrieks.  She too thrust her ass backwards to meet with his cock, crying out her pleasure while she did.

“Oh my God!” she moaned heavily.  “Ohh master, that feels so fucking good!”

“You like the way my dick’s pounding you, bitch?”

“Uhhhh-yeahhh . . . I love it!  I FUCKING LOVE IT!  Fuck me good, Zee!  OOHHH FUCK ME, YOU FUCKER!”

Zee groaned a moment later and reached behind and took his cock out of her pussy.  One forced jerk followed by a heavy grunt from him and a stream jet of semen shot out of the head of his cock like lightning and splattered over the backside of Marilyn’s ass.  He went on groaning and jerking more spurts of sperm onto the back of her ass cheeks till he shot his last load.  Marilyn collapsed on top of him.  Some of his thick semen rolled down the crack of her ass and dripped over the now swollen meaty glands of her pussy.

Danny leaned forward and took snapshots with a camera; his eye didn’t miss a thing.

“Perfect!” he announced.  He took a last shot of Zee bent over his wife with her hand still cradling his cock; how they looked so good with each other.

“Just fucking perfect,” he said again.