Recessive genes.

I did not cheat on my husband. We were both white but I had black babies.

Rick and I had been married for four years and we decided that it was time to start our family. We were financially secure now. I stopped taking the pill and in about two months, I was pregnant. We were so happy.

The time came when the doctor could get a good idea of what was going on inside my body. We were going to have twins, both appeared to be boys and looked healthy as far as she could tell. We were excited.

The big day came. My water broke and Rick rushed me to the hospital. I was in labor for six hours before it was time to pop the boys out. Rick was in the delivery room. The boys came out two minutes apart. Rick saw them before I did. He looked shocked and then said “What the fuck?” and stormed out of the delivery room. The doctor had cut the cords and cleaned the boys before he gave them to me. I looked at them and was as shocked as my husband. They were black. Their skin was the color of milk chocolate. “Doctor, something has to be wrong.”

I had been in the recovery room for several hours before the doctor brought the babies in to me. I could not understand, because I had not cheated on Rick. And certainly not with a black man. Finally, Rick came in. He looked at the three of us and started screaming at me for cheating on him and getting pregnant from a N----r. I cried and swore that I had not been with anyone but him. He did not believe me.

We went home, but life was not peaceful and loving. I kept telling him that I had not cheated on him. In less than a month, Rick packed his things and left us. I had no idea how this had happened, but I loved my sons. When I started going out again, people looked and me and at the babies and assumed the worse. I started getting hit on by black guys. They assumed that if I had black babies, I liked being fucked by blacks. I turned them all down and stayed home as much as I could.

Eventually I started dating again. The thing was that all of them assumed that I was easy and an interracial cheat. They were interested in a easy fuck, not a relationship with a slut who fucked around on her husband with black men. It wasn’t long before I agreed to a date with a black man. He quickly got me into bed. He was far from gentle. As he slammed his cock in and out of me he was saying, “I love white sluts who crave a big black cock like mine. Maybe I’ll give ya more black babies.” I was glad that I had gone back on the pill. I couldn’t help myself. He brought me to a screaming hard orgasm which just reinforced his opinion of me. When he finished, he insisted that I suck him clean. I could just get my mouth around his thick dong.

I became what everyone thought I was. I became a slut, taking on just about any guy who wanted to use my cunt, asshole or mouth. I went out looking for men of any race to go to bed with. I also let them take me in cars, the woods and other places.

One night I hooked up with an older white guy. We went to a quiet little lakefront spot he knew. No one else was around. On the way there I gave him a blowjob while we were driving. I long haul truck driver was beside us and saw what I was doing. He gave a blast on his air horn and a thumbs-up. When we parked, we ate the fried chicken picnic we brought and watched the sun set over the lake.

He led me to the front of his SUV, stripped off my blouse and sucked my nipples till he almost made me come. He turned me around and pushed my chest down onto the hood. My tits pressed against it. It was still warm but not uncomfortably hot. He lifted my skirt and shoved his prick in me. He held my hips and fucked me hard. By the time he came, I had two orgasms. When he pulled out, the mixture of his and my fluids poured out of me. Our cum dripped down onto his car grill. He laughed, “I guess I have to wash the car tomorrow.”

I thought that he would take me home then, but he drove to another place where, in a large clearing there were a bunch of cars. It turned out that it was the local dogging car-park. We got out and he lifted the tailgate. He stripped me and put me on my back in a blanket in his SUV. He told me to open my legs wide. Over the next hour and a half, I was fucked by six men. Four of them were white and two were black. Each one of them unloaded in my cunt and then came to the side door to have his slimy cock sucked. It was the first time I had ever been taken by more than one guy. I knew I would be sore the next day.

It had gotten late and I said that I had to get home so the babysitter could leave. The sitter was upset that I was home later than I said I would be, but I gave her an extra tip and she was then happy. I cleaned myself up and went to bed. I lay there thinking that I had never even asked the guy I first hooked up with, what his name was. None of the guys at the dogging park had said anything except dirty talk while they fucked me.

Over the next several months I not only accepted my new life, but came to crave it. I took cock after cock after cock in all three of my holes and begged for more. I still had no idea why I had black babies, but I was fine with it. I loved them so much.

Then one day, out of the blue I got a text. It was from Rick. I had not seen or heard from him for over a year. “Donna, we have to talk. May I come over?” I thought about it for a while and finally said yes. When he arrived, he started talking. “I am so so sorry that I did not trust you. When I had a medical procedure they did some testing. It turns out that several generations back, my great, great grandmother was African American. The doctors said that it was very rare but that recessive gene was the reason why our babies came out black. I believe you that you did not cheat on me. Will you take me back? I am so sorry.”

I looked at him and thought about what he had done and way my life had become. When I finally spoke, I said, “I can’t accept the way you reacted and how I have not heard a word from you for more than a year. No I will not take you back.”

“Can I at least come see our sons sometimes?”

“No. We don’t want to ever see you again.” I did not tell him anything about my new life as an interracial slut. Rick hung his head and left. I don’t know if I will ever see him again, but I have accepted and am happy with my life the way it is now. I am thinking about going off the pill, to get pregnant again. I would wait anxiously on the day of the baby’s birth to see if he or she is black or white.
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