BASKETBALL FEVER

When my husband retired from the Air Force, he obtained 
a job at a high school as the assistant basketball 
coach. After a couple of years, apparently he impressed 
the local University and was hired as an assistant for 
the university team. 

I came to enjoy basketball and had a secret reason for 
going to the games as well as being the coach's wife. I 
loved to look at the players in their uniforms and 
imagine what I could do with one of those young studs. 
Actually my fantasies usually were about one of the 
black guys being my lover. I suppose that was not 
proper for a nice southern raised white wife, however 
it was what turned me on the most. 

The first year my husband was at the university, the 
team made it to the regional finals. We were all 
excited and I was caught up in the frenzy, basketball 
fever they called it. The team was to travel to the 
first round of the tournament by bus. We were loading 
on the buses and I looked for my favorite player (Ted, 
a nice 6'2' guard who was very black). I finally 
spotted him and the seat beside him was vacant. I 
hurriedly made my way to him and asked if the seat was 
taken, He smiled and said, "No ma'am.  Guess it is 
yours if you want it." I was relieved and took the seat 
beside of Ted for the trip. 

The bus got underway and both Ted and I talked about 
winning the first round. Ted was the team-leading 
scorer and I pushed him to score well and told him that 
I would certainly be watching him every minute. He was 
excited and said he wished he could score at least 40 
points in the game. I chuckled and said, "That is quite 
a goal for any player and is no doubt a difficult 
task." 

"I bet I can do it," he replied. "Wanna bet with me?" 

"No, That would be betting against the team. Lets do it 
another way. If you make over 40 points I will give you 
anything you want, well  if I can afford it." 

"OK! Miss Brenda, that's a deal. You just watch me 
tonight. I will make you pay up." 

"I hope you do. I want to win. I want you to do good." 
I leaned over and quietly said to Ted, "I have a 
secret. You are my favorite player. I love watching you 
play." 

I could see from Ted's facial expressions that he liked 
what I said. He reached over and patted my led and 
said, "Thanks Miss Brenda. I will be making every play 
and shot just for you." His hand still on my thigh. We 
looked into each other's eyes without saying another 
word for a long moment. It was almost like we were 
seeking the others approval. I thought about telling 
Ted to just call me Brenda then decided that would not 
be a good thing as he might call me Brenda in front of 
others and that would raise some eyebrows.

We chatted as the bus moved to our destination and Ted 
went to the locker room with the team. I found my seat 
at mid court down low. I loved it as I was close to the 
action and could see the young guys up close.

The first half was not a really good one for Ted or our 
team. At half time, Ted found me and gave me a look of 
desperation. Ted only had 9 points. I wanted to tell 
him that it was OK. Before the second half started, Ted 
looked up and our eyes met, I gave him thumbs up and a 
big smile. 

The second half started and it looked like a different 
team as Ted made goal after goal, reaching 20 for the 
game then 30 then he was at 39 with three minutes to 
play.  Then there was three seconds left with our team 
with the ball out of bounds and our team was behind by 
one point. The ball was passed to Ted who immediately 
shot from the 3 point range. I thought the ball would 
never get to the goal. It went in hitting all net. Ted 
looked up at me and I was giving him both thumbs up. 

I went on to the hotel and to my room. My husband and I 
would take separate rooms at these games because he 
would go over the plays and watch some video and 
develop plays and teaching points far into the night. 
He did not want his work to disturb me. I showered and 
put on my nightgown and lay back on the bed and started 
watching a movie on TV when there was a faint knock at 
the door. I peeked out the peephole and saw it was Ted 
in a jogging suit. I opened the door and Ted met me 
with a smile and said, "I made over 40 points and now I 
am here to collect." 

"OK," I said. "Come on in and tell me what I have to 
get for you."

Ted said, "It ain't expensive," as planted a full kiss 
on my mouth. 

"Whew, Ted, ohhhh, awwww, welll, what is this all 
about? I uhhhhh!"

Ted smiled and pulled me to him again and kissed me 
hard and deep. I was not resisting now as I had 
recovered from the shock and realized what Ted had in 
mind for his prize. My head was spinning as I thought 
of so many things... Ted had his hands on my bottom now 
pulling me to him as he kissed me harder and deeper and 
I was now returning his kiss. I was wondering what I 
was doing and if I wanted to stop or if I did, could I 
stop Ted now as it was quite apparent he was fully 
aroused and wanting to push his black pole into this 
white wife.

"Ted," I said as I pulled away from him. "I am a 
married woman and you know, this is not a good thing. I 
know I promised anything I could give you but never 
considered that you would want to have sex with me."

"Miss Brenda, I think you are a beautiful foxy woman. I 
have had some fantasies about you and, well, if you 
don't have the same feelings, I am so horny for your 
ass right now,  he pulled me to him again and started 
kissing me and pushing his hard cock into my tummy 
hard. He was now pushing my sexual desires to new 
heights. I knew now that there was no turning back. I 
wanted his young black ass and he wanted my mature 
married white ass. He had his hands on my butt holding 
me tight as I moved my hands all over his back and 
bottom then to the front to feel his hard long black 
cock through his jogging shorts. 

I then pushed him back and said, " Just take a moment 
and look at your prize," as I opened my evening robe 
and let it drop to the floor. Now all I had was a sheer 
black thigh length nightie. I cupped my hands under my 
breast and giggled saying, "These are not only for 
babies but they are for young black studs just like 
you."

"Hummmmm, I love those Miss Brenda. Wow they are nice 
white lobes as he moved closer and cupped them in his 
black hands. I lifted my gown over my head and off and 
tossed it on the floor as I run my hands under his 
jogging top feeling his muscular body and his kinky 
chest hair. I unzipped the top and he removed it and 
tossed it on the floor, then I tugged on the elastic 
around his waist pulling his pants down to reveal his 
erect black pole standing tall for me to see in all its 
glory. I went to my knees and gently took the black 
cock head into my mouth as I cupped his large balls in 
my hand. 

I felt his tough leathery ball sack and it not only 
felt like tough leather but it had a silky smooth 
finish.  His two balls hung loosely down in the sack 
like a couple of hard rocks waiting to be cracked. He 
was now releasing pre-cum as I licked his cock head. I 
continued to play with his balls in their sack knowing 
that they were full of black baby seed ready to fill 
this mature white wife. Ted was breathing hard and 
heavy as he groaned with pleasure, "Yes baby. Yes! Ooh 
oh oh, damn, you're making me so horny."

I then moved to the bed, as I wanted Ted to see the 
rest of his white prize. As I laid down, Ted moved 
beside me and started sucking my breast like a baby, 
slurp, slurp, slurp, then trailed kisses down my tummy 
with his fingers parting my dark curly pubic hair and 
parting my lips to prepare for his tongue to start to 
work on my woman hood. 

He was now drinking my free flowing juices and moving 
his tongue around my clit and then deep inside my canal 
preparing me for the final act of breeding.  I lay 
there thinking that I had decided to take some time off 
the pill and give my body a rest, damn it all, I am not 
protected... what the hell, I don't care. I want this 
young black stud and I am not going to spoil the moment 
worrying about being pregnant with a black baby. 

I was now begging my young lover to give it to me, 
"Fuck me sugar, damn it, fuck your white momma!" Ted 
then rose above me as I opened my legs wide to welcome 
my young stud. I saw his lovely black rod moving to 
take me. I opened as wide as I could as Ted positioned 
his cock head between my waiting lips and then gently 
pushed it all the way to the entrance to my womb. He 
then moved his hands beneath me and under my butt as he 
started thrusting in and out knocking on my wombs door. 

We were now both sweating and squirming in total 
passion as I met each of his thrust with one of my own. 
His cock was pounding my cervix preparing it to receive 
his black seed. I was now out of my mind. I didn't care 
about anything but fucking hard and fast. My mind went 
crazy as I blurted out words I had never uttered 
before, fuck me, breed me you fucking black stud, breed 
your momma, give me a black baby, his big black balls 
pounding my butt hard then it happened. 

I felt his cock explode rapidly unloading his seed deep 
inside my waiting womb as my whole body stiffened and 
then I shook all over, then I went limp with the end of 
my orgasm. Ted collapsed from his orgasm at the same 
time lying on top of his fresh-bred white married 
bitch. 

For a long time we lay there without saying a word to 
each other both knowing that each had been satisfied 
beyond belief. I knew that I wanted to keep this young 
hard fucking stud as my lover for as long as I could. I 
whispered in Ted's ear, "You're mine now. I don't care 
how you score on the floor as long as you keep scoring 
in my bed," and I giggled happily.

Ted, kissed me and then replied, "You ain't gonna keep 
me out of yo bed, Momma. Yo done got yo self a fucking 
black stud."

I now had to wait a month to find out if I was pregnant 
or not. Actually I had a good scare, as it was 6 weeks 
before I had my next period. I was really nervous when 
I hit the three week mark, then was really concerned 
for another three weeks. 

Needless to say I went back on the pill and continued 
to sneak a night now and then with my young black stud 
for a couple of years running.