The Making Of A Slut Wife - Marilyn

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Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Cheating, Slut Wife, Wimp Husband, Swinging, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: A pretty blonde wife in made into a black-cock loving slut.



Author's Prelude:

Some of my readers have requested that I use other names besides the lovely blonde Miriam and her cuckolded husband, Maurice. In this story, I have used Marilyn as the pretty blonde protagonist and Mike as her dutiful and loving husband. For my faithful readers, it is easy enough for you to think of Miriam and Maurice in the roles of those two when you read this story. Please enjoy it and let me know your comments and suggestions for future stories.


The story begins now.

Marilyn Peterson had always been the darling in whatever she did. When she was little, she looked absolutely radiant in a cute little jumper with her beautiful blonde hair pulled up in twin pigtails. As she grew older, she grew taller and more lithesome. Marilyn became very popular in school. In junior high, she was elected vice-president of the student body and earned a spot on the cheerleading team. That was important to her as she liked to be involved in sports not just up in the bleachers watching. As one might imagine, she was also very popular with all of the boys on the football team. At the tender age of thirteen or fourteen, her strict parents did not allow her to date on her own. She could only participate in church-sponsored and well-chaperoned activities when it came to any co-ed activities for their precious young daughter.

Upon entering high school, Marilyn really blossomed into a beautiful young lady. It was a whole new world to her. The junior high school was located near where her parents lived in white suburbia so they could keep a close eye on her after-school activities better. The high school she attended was closer to downtown and included the colored kids from across the railroad tracks. This was a new experience for her as she really hadn't been around Negroes all that much.

Marilyn remembered once when she was younger walking down the street with her mother, there were several black men sitting on a bench. When they walked by, one of them whistled at her mom. Her mother quickly grabbed her hand and hurried on past them.

The black man who whistled said, "I bet those lily-white legs of yours go all the way up to your sweet li'l ass." Even as young as Marilyn was at the time, she could tell that her mother was embarrassed as well as flustered from those lurid comments.

"Mommy," she asked. "Why did that nasty black man say that to you?"

Her mother had to think a moment before saying, "Dear, he wanted something from me that he just couldn't have. That's just the way those 'Darkies' are. They got too much sex on their feeble little minds and they're always wanting white women to satisfy their lustful dark desires."

Marilyn remembered her mother calling those Negros, 'Darkies.' Her father was much more adamant as he called the Negroes, 'worthless, good for nothing niggers.' The young girl didn't understand why her mother was so afraid of black people and why her father despised them so much. They hadn't anything wrong to them... would they?


There were several black people in each of her classes in high school. This was quite an unusual event for her as they seemed to be different from the rest of her other white classmates. Marilyn became friends with one of the black girls in her French class. Monique was an attractive, light-skinned black girl who was very popular with all of the black boys. She attracted the attention of several of the white boys and she even flirted with a couple of the white male teachers.

Marilyn could tell that Monique was much more experienced in the many ways of the world than she was. Marilyn watched the boys as Monique would smile at them. She observed how the black girl would move her hips when she walked. Marilyn wished she could do that and with practice and tutoring from Monique, got much better with the rhythm of walking like a black girl. The attractive young black girl could turn the boys into putty and they would do anything she wanted. Monique dressed in a 'special' way that seemed to accentuate her full breasts, trim waist and long legs. Marilyn overheard several of the boys talking about her black friend, Monique. "Man, that li'l bitch-in-heat has a body built for fucking!"

That shocked Marilyn as she had never heard the 'F' word used before, especially when one of the white boys was talking about her black friend. Marilyn felt a tingling between her young thighs that she had never felt before.

Because of her friendship with Monique, Marilyn was introduced to a number of black boys. Here she was, one of the most popular girls in high school and the black boys swarmed around her as if she were honey and she always made a point to talk with them. She found that rather exciting in a taboo sort of way but Monique was still the real man-eater and Marilyn envied the black girl for that.

Many of the better football players were black. The white guys that she had known in junior high school were sitting on the bench because the black guys were just plain better at sports. Jimmy the Greek might have gotten fired for saying something about black athletes being better than whites because their ancestors had been 'bred' as slaves to be bigger, better and stronger to work harder in the fields. Jimmy could of thought that and it might have actually been true, but he couldn't say something like that in public because it just wasn't politically correct to do so. Many black athletes of today owe their tremendous success to the slaves before them.

Homecoming was Friday night. At half-time, the Homecoming King and Queen would be announced. Marilyn had her hopes up. She wanted to be the Queen in the worst way.

There were seven 'Princess' nominees for the Homecoming court. One would be named 'Queen.' All seven girls were pretty and white. They were escorted by their fathers during the special half-time Homecoming ceremony. On the 'Prince' side, five of them were white while the other two were black. Reggie Turner was the star wide receiver and was black. He was the one person most responsible for winning the games for the football team. After he caught the ball, and it seemed like he always made even the most impossible of catches, he could weave his way down the field to score a much needed touchdown.

The school's principal was on the field making the announcements. The boys were announced first. Marilyn had been dating the president of the senior class and she expected him to be named King. But instead of announcing 'Mike Smith' as Homecoming King, the principal called out Reggie Turner's name as the new King. A murmur went up throughout the packed stadium. This was the first time that a Negro had been named Homecoming King at the former Robert E. Lee High School.

It was only a few years ago that the school mascot was changed from a 'General' to a 'Black Panther'. The school's name had also been changed to just 'Lee High School, ' taking out the reference to the Confederate General who commanded the Southern Forces during the struggle called 'The Civil War.' This change seemed to placate the blacks who had recently obtained their civil liberties but there were still those who felt they had been wronged by the white man and needed to make greater amends. Some blacks advocated taking the white man's woman as payback for the many sins of the white man.

Marilyn's father was very unhappy that a 'Nigger' was named Homecoming King. He was even more unhappy when Marilyn was named Homecoming Queen as he had to turn over his lovely, blonde daughter to a Negro. Her father was very disgusted at the unpopular naming of a nigger to be Homecoming King. Well, there had to be a first for everything. There would be other 'firsts' tonight.

Reggie put his arm around the new Homecoming Queen and pulled her closer to him. It was as if he were a winning gladiator claiming his hard-fought prize. He kissed his 'prize' on the cheek. Marilyn was too shocked to even object. She knew that as the new Queen, her date for tonight's Homecoming Dance would be the newly announced King. Earlier, Marilyn thought that she had a date with her boyfriend, Mike, but Reggie lucked out instead.

It was a good thing that her mom and dad didn't know who her date would be for the Homecoming Dance. They thought that it would be that good-looking young man, Mike. Her mother just loved Mike and even imagined him as her future son-in-law.

Of course, her high school won the Homecoming game that night. She hurried home to take a quick shower and change into her new dress. It almost looked like a wedding dress as it was white. Marilyn heard the car's horn honk twice as a signal that her 'date' was here. She hurriedly ran towards the door. Her mother gave her a quick kiss on her cheek and told her to enjoy herself that night but not stay out too late. Marilyn's mother thought that her daughter would be going to the dance with Mike. If her mother had known what new experiences were in store for her sheltered, young daughter that night, she never would have let her go.


Reggie had a fine car that he was very proud of. It was old and had many miles on it but it was his own pride and joy. He worked on that car with every spare moment and penny that he had. The 1964 Chevy Nova Super Sport was black on black. It also had the very powerful small-block Chevy engine that could burn up the tires as quickly as he could replace them.

Marilyn slid into the front seat with her forbidden black date. She felt like Eve getting her first taste of the forbidden apple from the evil black Snake in the Garden of Eden.

"Hello, Honey," the black boy drawled in his black Southern accent. The Chevy had bench seats. "Sit over he'ah close ta me," as he patted the spot next to him.

She did.

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