Student's Dream Cums True

Student's Dream Cums True (m/f, i/r, cons) by Black Demon _______________________________________ Standard Disclaimer! This is a fictional story intended for Adults only! _______________________________________ ************ *********** This story along with all other Black Demon stories are now enhanced with pics at Black Demon's free story site: http://www.thepornhost.com/freeporn/blackdemon/ ************ *********** Trish Camplin enjoyed teaching high school, especially the seniors as she took great pride in seeing her students graduate and move on the college of their choice. That applied to the majority of the students that were in her classes but of course there were the students that just could not cut it nor even tried to get into college. Those who refused to put much effort or try to progress had her feeling frustrated in her inability to turn them around. At the age of 26, Trish was now in her third year of teaching after getting her master's degree in education. Standing at 5'4" in her 34-23-34 shapely frame, she had men's heads turning wherever she went, including all the young lusting males at Newcomb High. Long silky light brown hair and flawless complexion, she was the constant hardon dream of the male teachers and students. Always elegantly dressed, wearing 3" heels, Trish stood out from all the other female teachers. Married to her high school sweetheart once she had completed her master's degree, she and her husband Dave had recently purchased a new home in a nice suburban neighborhood. With the purchase of their home, Trish and Dave now planned on starting their family, wanting to fill their home with up to three little ones. Trish was so much in love with Dave, from the moment they had met in class during their sophomore year in high school. Prior to meeting Dave, Trish's dating experience was rather limited, having gone out with just a couple of boys but most of her contact with the opposite sex was in group activities. She had been brought up in quite a religious and conservative family when she had met Dave, who then joined her in attending church every Sunday. Throughout high school and college, there was the natural kissing and petting with Dave but Trish somehow managed to maintain the virtue that she had resolved to preserve till her wedding night. Trish was so happy that she had not given in to the many times she had been tempted to surrender her virginity to Dave while in the heat of passion throughout their courtship. The wedding night had been that much more precious in being able to give the man she loved her most precious gem, her virginity. This year, Trish being popular with all the students of the entire senior class, was the counselor for the senior girls and served as the coordinator for the cheerleaders. All this besides teaching several senior classes. The girls loved being around her as she was so friendly and helpful, the cheerleaders respected Trish as she had been a cheerleader in a high school that had won national honors when she was a senior. In helping the cheerleaders, she would wear a pair of shorts and a tight pullover that she tucked into her shorts along with tennis shoes so she could demonstrate moves to the girls. With the cheerleaders only having a part of the gym to practice their routines, those in other sports such as volleyball often practiced nearby in the same facility. Also, spectators were often in the stands, mainly horny guys ogling at the sexy cheerleaders practicing their moves. In fact, Trish had noticed many of her own male students up in the stands each day that the cheerleaders practiced. Up in the stands during each day the cheerleaders practiced sat Toby Wright, a basketball player who was in Ms. Camplin's homeroom class in the 5th period each day. Apparently word was out that Toby had dated a couple of sleazy white trash in the school and had boffed their brains out with his monster of a cock. When the cheerleaders saw Toby constantly in the stands, they would giggle and tease each other that Toby had his eye out for some fresh white pussy. Sitting high up in the stands, Toby Wright surveyed the gym floor as the sexy cheerleaders went about with their routines. He gazed at the trim sexy white bodies as they did cartwheels and splits about the gym floor. However, Toby's interest only perked up with his cock getting aroused to rocklike hardness whenever the beautiful Mrs. Trish Camplin got on the floor to demonstrate a particular move for the girls. Having scored with several white chicks, Toby now wanted to sample some fine white pussy and he could think of none better than that of the beautiful Mrs. Trish Camplin. Whenever the beautiful teacher showed the girls how to do a split, his cock jumped wildly in his pants as he pictured her sexy white legs split wide with his muscular body between them, with his big black prong driving a spike between her trim white legs. Each night in bed, Toby dreamt of his beautiful teacher and jerked off as he fantasized of sticking it hard to her. The thought of ever getting to first base with the beautiful and married teacher was purely a fantasy but one that he could not get out of his mind, especially after staring at her in class and ogling her during the cheerleader practices. But Toby was determined to try every possible trick or means that he could think of in somehow getting into the sweet bitch's tight little panties. One night, having already jerked off to the image of his lovely teacher, a wicked thought came into Toby's mind as to how to go about planting the seeds of his lovely teacher's conquest. With one of the blonde bimbosknocked up with his baby, Toby began to devise a ploy in his mind that would definitely put the beautiful Mrs. Camplin on the edge of her seat whenever she saw him in her class. A week later, Trish closed the door after young Jana Goodwin entered and sat in the chair fronting her desk. Jana had set up this counseling session through the school's secretary, asking to meet with her as she needed to discuss something personal in nature. Trish wondered just what the problem was in seeing the young girl sniffling and on the verge of crying. Sitting down behind the desk, Trish asked how she could be of help. Trish had Jana in one of her classes and knew she was getting slightly above average grades but could do much better if she applied herself to the schoolwork. She also knew that the young girl had a reputation of being a flirt and rather easy among the boys. Though not shocked, Trish could not help but to sigh in disappointment when Jana told her that she was pregnant. In this school district, counselors had been briefed thoroughly in such cases and they were to assist girls in such trouble in any manner that was legal. If the pregnancy was through consensual sex, the counselor could not force the girl to divulge the name of the baby's father if she chose not to. Furthermore, the counselor could not make contact with the girl's parents nor the father's parents without the respective student's permission. Thus, the role of the counselor was quite limited as to what the student would allow to be done. In questioning the young girl, Trish heard the girl sob, saying that she couldn't tell on him. Thus, not wanting to pressure Jana, Trish then went on as to inquiring when the baby was due and the options she could take if the baby was expected sometime during the school year. After not getting Jana to reveal who got her pregnant, Trish correctly surmised that the girl's parents were unaware of the pregnancy. Trish inquired if the baby's father knew of the pregnancy and was advised by Jana that she had not yet advised him. Trish was advised by Jana that she wanted the baby's father to marry her but was afraid to tell him that she was pregnant. Then she was faced with a rather unusual request when Jana asked "If I tell you who got me pregnant, could you help me tell him of my condition?" Thinking about it for a moment, Trish saw nothing wrong with the request if it would help the situation along. Advising that she'd help Jana in breaking the news to the baby's father and relay Jana's desire to get married, Trish was in for a big shock upon hearing that Toby Wright was the father of this young blonde girl's baby. Trish gave an audible gasp upon hearing the name of the baby's father, her mind flashing images to her of the big muscular black athlete having sex with this attractive blonde teen. Stammering, Trish asked "You ??.you want to marry Toby Wright? Won't ????..won't your parents object? Are you sure marriage is what you want?" Having been sent to see Ms. Camplin by Toby, Jana knew that shocking this beautiful teacher was exactly what Toby wanted her to do. With the promise of having more of Toby's big black cock between her legs, Jana was willing to do his bidding, even though she knew that Toby wanted to seduce the beautiful teacher and teach her the joys of having a big black cock between her legs. So long as Jana got her share of Toby's cock, she was willing to do what was asked of her. "You mean because Toby's black, don't you, Mrs. Camplin? But you've heard of the myth about black men, haven't you, Mrs. Camplin? Well, Toby certainly proves that the myth is true! I'm hooked on Toby ?????..I can't do without it! I swear his big black cock is over 12" longgggg! I just crave for his big black cock!" Jana advised. She knew from Mrs. Camplin's loud gasp followed by silence that her bluntness had the shocking effect upon the beautiful teacher. "I swear, he makes the white boys look pathetic!" she continued. After a lengthy discussion on Jana's pregnancy and what she had plan after giving birth, Trish reluctantly agreed to assist Jana in breaking the news to Toby. Trish first advised to meet in her office with Jana and Toby that coming Friday as there was no cheerleader practice being held that day. However, Jana was reluctant to do it at school, afraid that if other students saw both of them going into her office that the word would soon be out on her pregnancy. Meeting at Jana's house was also ruled out because of her family being home. When Jana asked if it was possible to do it at Trish's home, Trish was quite hesitant as she had always made it a point to do her counseling work at school. As she thought about it, Trish realized that Dave was scheduled to be out on a business trip that night and wouldn't be returning till Saturday evening. Thus, she decided that it might just work out and help Jana in breaking the news to Toby Wright. Trish reluctantly agreed to have the meeting at her home and advised Jana that she'd be home shortly after 3:30 p.m. that Friday. An hour after the counseling session was over, Jana sat in the passenger seat of Toby's car as they parked in a cool shady spot off campus. Toby listened intently as the tape recorder played back the counseling session. He smiled as the recorder had picked up Mrs. Camplin's loud gasp when Jana had described the size of his cock. Upon hearing that Jana managed to get the beautiful teacher to have the meeting at her home, Toby's cock throbbed in anticipation. A moment later, in the back seat of his car, Toby was giving Jana the reward she wanted for going along with his devious ploy which allowed him to get the relief he needed. That night in bed, Trish could not get to sleep as she kept thinking of the counseling session she had with Jana earlier that day. She tried to put the picture of Toby Wright out of her mind but the image of the tall muscular black teen continued to creep back into her mind. Worst of all, Toby's image came to her in various stages of undress, then Trish began to imagine just how a black cock over 12" long would look. 'Surely Jana must be exaggerating! No one could be so well endowed, especially a teenager!' she told herself. Unconsciously, Trish squeezed her thigh muscles together as her love juices began to flow as she pictured Toby's muscular black body glistening in the sun without a stitch of clothing on. Then she pictured that big black teen covering the petite white body of the girl squirming about under him. Rubbing her thighs together, trying to quell that now nagging itch spreading between her slick slit. One hand slipped down between her thighs as she let a finger slip into her wet folds to aid in giving her the relief needed. Meanwhile, her other hand moved up to her breasts to caress her hardening nipples. Then she heard the feminine voice come from beneath Toby's humping body, heard the moans 'Fuck me ????..fuck me, Toby! Give me your big black cock!' As she began to shudder in a mild climax, Trish could see a part of the face of the gal beneath the humping black body. Her entire body shook and shuddered now as she climaxed while rubbing her sensitive clit and then saw that it was her reflection beneath the muscular black body. On Friday, Trish was a nervous wreck, wanting to cancel the meeting at her home that afternoon but reluctantly decided to go ahead with it. She was quite nervous, something that she had never before experienced while going into a counseling session. Prior to this, Trish had always been confident and fully prepared before conducting a counseling session. But now she felt so unsure of herself, especially after having fantasized in bed of being possessed by Toby Wright's big black cock over the past four nights. Leaving school shortly after classes ended, Trish made the drive home, planning to freshen up a bit and take something to calm her nerves before the arrival of the two students. With it being just after 3 p.m. as she neared her home, Trish figured that she'd have about a half-hour to freshen up and go over how she should handle this counseling session. One thing that for certain was the fact that she had to get the vile thoughts out of her mind, thoughts of wondering what it'd feel like to have a big black cock stuffed up her tingling cunt. Approaching her home, Trish gasped upon seeing that Toby and Jana had already arrived and were standing behind the car parked at the curb. Her plans to freshen up and take something to calm her nerves were now dispelled in seeing the teens already there. Opening the garage door, Trish drove her car in then came out to open the front door as the two teens walked up the driveway. She could not have them waiting out in the street, thus she politely invited them into her home and suggested that they sit at the dining room table. Seeing the beautiful teacher in her sleek gray dress and 3" black heels, Toby licked his lips in anticipation of stripping the sexy woman of her clothing. His cocked twitched at the thought of fucking his beautiful teacher right in her own home, right upon the bed that she shared with her loving husband. 'God, I bet she screams when she feels my big boner stretching out her tight little pussy as never before!' he mused. For the next hour, Trish felt that she had handled everything properly in helping break the news to the shocked Toby that he had impregnated Jana. She advised the young man that she was merely assisting Jana in talking to him and that she would not be consulting any parents nor others concerning Jana's pregnancy unless he or Jana asked her to. Trish was surprised that Toby gave the indication that he would marry Jana to give the baby a name and take responsibility for the misdeed. Trish answered all their questions as to Jana continuing on with school and what kind of baby sitting services the Department of Education assisted pregnant teens with so that Jana could graduate with the rest of the class. She was surprised with all the questions and didn't realize just how quickly the time had flown by. Then Jana looked at the time and announced that she was late in getting home as she was to baby sit her youngest brother so her mother could get to work. Before Trish could suggest continuing the session on a different day, Toby gave Jana his keys and advised that he'd later take the bus back to her place as he had quite a few questions he needed to get answered. With Jana having Toby's car keys in hand, she was soon headed out the front door, saying that she'd close it behind her. A moment later, Toby's car engine started up and the noise from the car engine soon disappeared. Trish found herself alone in her house with the muscular black teen sitting across from her. She shivered in nervousness as she squeezed her thighs together to halt the leaking flow of juices from her agitated slit into the crotch of her panties. Having consumed all the iced water from her glass, Trish needed to get another glass of water to quench her parched throat. Seeing that Toby's glass was also empty, she took his glass and excused herself while she went to get refills. Making it to the kitchen, Trish took in a deep breath as she felt her heart beating madly in her chest. She squeezed her thigh muscles as she tried desperately to prevent the leaking juices from escaping into the crotch of her now sopping wet panties. Getting ice cubes from the freezer, Trish stood in front of the sink to refill the glasses. Hearing a footstep behind her, Trish froze as she held a glass under the faucet. Swallowing in fear, unable to think clearly, the water overflowed from the glass and continued to run over the sides and her fingers. Panting for breath as her heart pounded in her chest, Trish sensed that the hulking black body was standing immediately behind her. Shivering with fear, Trish saw a muscular black arm reach around her to take the overflowing glass from her trembling hand, setting the glass down in the sink. Then the large black hand was grasping her hand and pulling her hand back behind her. She gasped as her fingers came into contact with a rock solid bulge beneath the jeans. Unable to resist the urge, Trish let her fingers travel down the entire length of the thick pole. "Jana doesn't want to marry me just because I'm the baby's father, isn't that right, Mrs. Camplin? There's another reason why, isn't there, Mrs. Camplin?" Toby asked tauntingly. He took great pleasure in hearing his lovely teacher's pants get louder and louder as she continued to trace the outline of his hardened cock. "Tell me what Jana likes best about me, Mrs. Camplin!" he teased. Setting down the other glass into the sink, Trish reached back with her other hand and clutched at the confined cock with both hands, squeezing at the throbbing monster. She shuddered upon hearing the gruff voice from behind instruct her to "Tell me, Mrs. Camplin!" "She ?????..she ??????she wants your ????your big ???..black cock!" she stammered. "Bet you've been thinking of me lately, haven't you, teach? You've been dreaming of me, haven't you? You've been dreaming of my big black cock, haven't you Mrs. Camplin?" Toby teased. "Haven't you, teach?" he asked gruffly in a louder tone, demanding that she respond. He smiled as he viewed her body visibly shudder at his demand for her to respond, then saw her head nodding forward in a 'yes' response. Squeezing the thick bulge tightly with her fingers, Trish shivered as she felt hands behind her neck, thick fingers fumbling at the zipper of her dress. Then she could hear the sound of the zipper being undone as the tab was pulled down the length of her back. Then rough hands were pushing the dress over her shoulders, causing it to catch on her upper arms as the front of her dress fell forwards to her waist. Another shiver coursed through her body as the clasp of her bra was being unfastened as she felt her captive breasts being freed. Then it too fell forward, baring her breasts as the shoulder straps also caught upon her upper arms since her hand were behind he back.. "Ohhhh ????..ohhhhhhh!" Trish moaned as large course hands now cupped her bared breasts. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" she moaned again as her sensitive pink nipples were being tweaked to hardness. Then her whole body shook as an orgasm rocked her, for this was the very first time in her life someone other than her husband got to touch and caress her sensitive breasts. After having fantasized over this muscular black teen during the past four nights, Trish was now mere putty in his hands. Reluctantly, Trish released her grip on the lengthy shaft as her hands were pulled down to her sides. In doing so, the shoulders straps of her dress and bra that had been caught upon her upper arms now slid down the length of her arms as the garments fell to the tiled floor at the heels. Seconds later, Trish found herself turned around and pushed to her knees upon the cold kitchen floor. Mesmerized as she stared ahead, she watched as Toby undid the button of his jeans, his zipper followed as his jeans was then pushed over his broad black hips. Though she had felt his lengthy cock through his jeans, Trish's mouth dropped wide open as the long black cock flopped out of the falling jeans, pulsating just inches from her bewildered face. She saw the teen's right hand wrap around the girth of the cock's thick base, then watched as he stepped towards her and slapped the long thick meat against her cheeks, causing Trish to shudder in revulsion. Instinctively, Trish reached up with her hands to capture the teen's manhood in her hands to stop it from hitting her further in the face. Toby smiled as he gazed down at the flustered beauty and seeing her swallow in nervousness. "You're so beautiful, Mrs. Camplin! I've always dreamt of you on your knees about to suck my cock!" He observed the visible shudder of her trim sexy body as his words sunk in as to what he was demanding of her. Then to his surprise, he heard her stammer "Please ????..I ????..please, Toby ?????.I ????I've never done such a filthy thing!" "Oh, teach, I'm gonna be the teacher today! Ahhhh, yeah ???stroke it ???..pump me with your soft beautiful hands! Open those beautiful pink lips of yers, teach! Lick me with yer hot wet tongue!" Toby instructed. "Ahhhhhh ?????..ohhhhh, yeahhhhh, teach ????..ahhhhhh, Goddddd!" he groaned as the wet teasing tongue nearly sent him over the edge, causing him to shiver and steel himself or lose his load right then. Wrapping his hands in his teacher's long silky brown hair, Toby pulled her towards him as he leaned forward to push his pulsating cockhead between her soft pink lips. Fists clenched tightly in his teacher's silky hair, Toby fought to remain still as the flicking tongue on his sensitive cockhead nearly drove him out of his mind. Body trembling as he finally managed to regain control of himself, Toby slowly pushed half of his lengthy cock into her now avidly sucking mouth. "Oh, teach! For someone who's never sucked cock before ????.yer doing a fine and dandy job! Ahhh, baby ???.suck it ????.suck it all in!" he groaned. Outside the Camplin's home, Jana quietly pulled Toby's car back into the spot she had vacated just minutes earlier. Having followed Toby's devious plan, she had started up the car and merely driven it around the block. Grabbing the camcorder from the back seat, Jana made her way back to the front door of the home. Having made sure to unlock the door on her way out, she quietly turned the knob and made her way in. Seeing that the dining table was vacant, she smiled knowing that Toby had already made his move on the beautiful Mrs. Camplin. Not thinking of anything but literally the task in hand, Trish sucked hard upon the thick piece of black meat that slid in on out of her now oval shaped lips. Oblivious to anything else, she had not heard the opening and closing of the front door to her home. Nor did she hear the footsteps of the returning Jana approaching the kitchen. Sucking on Toby big black cock, teasing his pisshole with her flicking tongue, Trish was unaware of Jana crouching down at the doorway while focusing the camcorder in her hands. Gagging as the thick cockhead pushed into her throat and past her tonsils, Trish kept one hand firm on the base of the lengthy cock with her other immediately above to prevent the teen from pushing the entire length down her throat. Feeling the thick cock in her mouth pulsate and expand even further, fear set in as Trish realized that the teen intended on spewing his filthy seed into her mouth. She struggled, trying to remove her mouth from the lengthy pole but the hands wrapped in her hair held her firmly. Looking up the smirking teen, she tried desperately to get him to release his hold on her head. Seeing the plight on the face of his lovely teacher, Toby laughed as he thrust his throbbing cock even deeper down into her gagging throat. "Ohhhhhh, Mrs. Camplin! Ohhhhh, just like in my dreams, kneeling before me with my cock in yer hot sucking mouth! Oh, baby ?????yessssssss! Ahhhhh, you suck like a fuck'n pro ??????..oh, baby ??..eat me ????ahhhh???.ahhhhhhhhhh!" Toby moaned as he face fucked the woman of his dreams. "Oh, baby ?????look up at me! Ohhhhhh ??????ohhhhhh ????..I want to see the look in your eyes when I cum in yer hot sucking mouth! Oh, God ???..yes ?????yeesssss ????eat it ??????..eat it alllllllllll, teachhhhhhhh!" he groaned as his cock twitched and exploded. Tears of shame flowed from her eyes as Trish swallowed time and time again to keep from choking on the copious load. Her body quivered in revulsion as the slimy spunk slithered down her throat to form a lake in her belly. Again and again, the teen's cock continued to twitch and spurt its gooey jizz into her mouth, forcing her to swallow mouthful after mouthful. It was such a plentiful load that it overflowed from the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin. Finally the thick cock quit spurting and the lengthy black pole slipped from her pink lips with a string of cum still connecting her lips to the tip of the cockhead. Releasing her hands from the now softening shaft, Trish clutched at her queasy stomach that threatened to rebel. Shuddering at the horrifying revulsion of the filthy act that she had just committed, Trish leaned forward to brace her hands upon the kitchen floor. Spasms rocked her body as her stomach turned while she fought to keep from throwing up her goodies. Pulling off his shoes and stripping off his clothing, Toby gazed upon his distressed teacher as she knelt on all fours upon the kitchen floor. Moving up behind the petite body of the shuddering beauty, Toby knelt on the floor and reached up to grasp the waistband of her lacy white panties. Slowly peeling the flimsy garment down over the trim white hips, Toby sucked in his breath as he viewed the tender white cheeks of his beautiful teacher, then let his hands caress the soft ivory flesh. Letting the lacy panties fall to the floor, Toby then got onto his back and slid between his teacher's widely stretched knees, right under soft hairy muff of Mrs. Camplin's womanhood. Leaning up with his wide open mouth, the squeal of beautiful teacher told him that he was driving her wild with his teasing tongue. "Ohhhhhhhhhh ?????..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ??????ahhhhhhhhhhh!" came the load moans as a direct result of his burrowing tongue. "Ohhhhhhh ??????ohhhhhhhhhhh ?????.ohhhhhhhhhh!" Trish moaned as she closed her eyes tightly and tossed her head back. "Ohhhhhhhh ??..ohhhhhhh ?????ahhhh ????..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yes, ohhhhhhhh, yesssssssssss ???????yesssssssssssssss ???????ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhh, God ??????.I ???????I'm cummingggggggggg!" Trish screamed as tremors shook her entire body, her wet pussy oozing out its sweet juices to the slurping youth beneath her. Scooting out from under his teacher's dripping pussy, Toby easily scooped up the petite woman in his muscular arms as he carried her out of the kitchen and headed down the hallway to the master bedroom. Finding the bedroom that she shared with her husband, Toby carried this teacher to the bed and laid her atop of it. She looked so dammed sexy, even more beautiful than he had dreamt of, clad only in her black heels with her lacy white panties dangling from her right foot. Fisting his cock, Toby knelt upon the bed between the sexy white legs of his beautiful teacher. Leaning forward, he rubbed his swollen cockhead through the soft curls, laying the length of his cock on top of her mound with his balls bouncing against the bottom of her ass. "Oh, teach baby, Toby's gonna fuck his cock all the way up yer little white belly! Gonna show teach what fuck'ens all about! For being such a nice teacher at school, I'm gonna give teacher a little present ?????a bouncing little black baby!" he advised. Feeling the thick lips of her muscular black student upon hers, Trish instinctively opened her lips to admit his searching tongue. It felt so wicked, having always been so faithful to her loving husband and now she was in the arms of her teenage student as her slippery wet tongue flicked against his thicker one to give him a taste of his own jizz. Wickedly, Trish returned his kiss, sucking at his thick exploring tongue as it searched about, flicking her teasing tongue against his. On the Camplin?s marital bed, the two occupants were now tightly embraced in a deep passionate kiss. Toby?s heart was pounding in anticipation of nailing his beautiful teacher, right on the bed that she shared with her loving husband. He was finally going to nail this prim and proper wife, shatter her ?faithful wife? status and make her a slave to black cock. He knew that once he possessed her with his mighty cock, she would be his for the taking whenever he desired. Eyes closed, Trish moaned when the kiss broke and the teen bent down to her breasts. She shivered and moaned loudly ?Ohhhhhhhhhh ?????.ohhhhhhhhhh!? as her sensitive pink nipples were being suckled one after the other, the flicking tongue teasing her nipples to stiffness, teeth biting at the tender flesh. Panting in anticipation, clenching her thigh muscles tightly to stem the flow of her love juices, Trish totally forgot her wedding vows to be ?faithful? to her loving husband. Leaning up, Toby reached down to grasp his throbbing cock, wanting desperately to plunge it into the beautiful teacher of his dreams. Rubbing his cockhead up and down, parting the soft curls, he nuzzled the tip of his cockhead at her warm slick entrance. Then he was taken by total surprise as Mrs. Camplin squirmed about and fought madly to get away from this menacing cock. ?Noooo ??no ??.Toby, no ?????you ???..you don?t have a condom on! You ???you?ll get me pregnant!? came the frightened plea. ?Nooooooooo ????..noooooooooo ???..you can?t ????please, please ????..Toby ????please! The bed stand ????..the bed stand ????my husband keeps his condoms in there ??..???please, pleaseee ??put one on!? his beautiful teacher pleaded hysterically. Seeing the frightened llok of sheer panic on the her face, Toby thought it best to calm her fears ?Okay, Mrs. Camplin, I?ll wear a condom so you won?t get pregnant!? Reaching over, he retrieved a foil packet from the nearby drawer. Tearing it open, he then rolled the protective sheath over his menacing tool. Grabbing the sheathed cock firmly in her hand, Trish squirmed on the bed, pulling the throbbing length down to the center of her thighs. With the cockhead now at the entrance to her womanhood, more of her slick juices began to flow when stimulated as it rubbed up and down her moist slit. The thoughts of being faithful to her loving husband or that she should not be engaging in sex with one of her students were pushed from her mind. That nagging itch between her legs and the need to satisfying those sinful dreams of the previous nights had her throwing all caution to the wind. As the thick sheathed cock pushed forward, stretching her tight pussy as never before, Trish moaned in pain "Ohhhhhhhhh ??????..ohhhhhhhhhhh ???stop ??????.Toby, stop! Oh, God ??????Toby ?????too bigggg ?????you're way too big for me! Awwwwwwwwwww ?????ahhhhhhhh ????hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ?????.it hurtsssssssss!? Reaching up, she wrapped her trim white arms around Toby's thick black neck, then lifted her legs up onto his buttocks. ?Ohhhhh ???yesssss ??..yesssssssssss ?????.ohhhhh ???..so biggggg ?????..sooooo deeppppppp!" Trish moaned as the long shaft slid into her hot slippery pit as she arched up and locked her heels around Toby's humping ass. ?Ahhhhhhh, yeah, Mrs. Camplin! Oh, teach baby, you?re so damned hot! Gonna give you the fucking of yer life, Mrs. Camplin! Gonna teach you what fucking is all about! Feel it teach ???..ya got yerself a ?real? man in ya for a change!? Toby taunted as he slid his thick cock all the way in till his swollen nuts banged against her soft white ass. Then he began to fuck his beautiful teacher with long slow stokes, causing the lovely Mrs. Camplin to arch up into his every stroke. He knew he had her completely under his power from this point on as her trim white arms and legs tightened around him, trying to keep him tightly to her. The way his beautiful teacher and 'faithful' wife was hunching back at him, Toby knew that she was soon about to have a mind-shattering orgasm and this was the time for the coup de grace. Holding her hips firmly, Toby lifted himself and withdrew his cock till only his thick cockhead remained enveloped, then held himself in mid-air. As expected, his frantic teacher desperately clutched at his body with her arms and legs, trying to draw him back into her. Holding still, Toby muttered aloud ?I can?t feel a damned thing with this fucking rubber on! Gotta get the damned thing off!? ?Noooooo ????...noooooooooo ??..no, Toby ?????you ??..you can?t ???.you ?????you?ll get me pregnant! Please ???????please ??????..put ??????put it back in ???I need it so badly!? Trish pleaded desperately as she tried to pull him back down with her arms and legs. Looking up fearfully into Toby's grinning face, she was relieved to hear him say ?Don?t worry, Mrs. Camplin! I?m not going to take the fuck'n rubber off!? She sighed with relief upon hearing that. But then she shuddered in horror when he laughed and announced ?You?re gonna take it off for me, teach!? The horror showed on her anguished face as she pleaded ?Oh, please ???please, Toby ????..I ????..I can?t ???..I?ll get pregnant! Please ????..please, I beg you ??please keep it on!? Now that she had felt the tremendous length of the pleasure-giving instrument deep in her, Trish was desperate to satisfy the need between her thighs. She arched up high, hunched herself up and down in an attempt to capture more of the lengthy cock but to no avail. She moaned in defeat as she released one hand from around the teen's neck to reach down between them. Heart pounding with fear of the potential horrid consequences, Trish then reached down and began to roll down the top ring of the condom. With her thumb and middle finger forming an 'O', she rolled the protective sheath down the throbbing cock. Trish eased herself back a bit, allowing the sheathed cockhead to slide out of her clasping pussy. Quickly, she then rolled the protective condom off the teen's throbbing cockhead. Arching herself back up immediately, she was able to capture the thick cockhead again in her slick pussylips. Trish tossed the now useless rubber to the bedroom carpet as her arm rose once again to embrace the muscular black teen. ?Ohhhhhhhh, my Goddddddd ?????.yesssssss ????.fuck meeeeee! Fuck me, Toby ??????.fuck me with your big black cockkkkkk!? Trish screamed as the now unsheathed cock slid deeply into her fertile womb. This was the moment of the conquest that thrilled Toby most, loving the thought of having his beautiful teacher and once faithful wife rolling off the protective condom so he could fuck her on her marital bed. Grasping her trim white hips, Toby stabbed forward to bury his cock, groaning at the exquisite moment of this unbelievable fuck, taunting her "Ohhhhh, Mrs. Camplin ?????feel my big black dick throb in ya hot twat!" He loved to taunt her, calling her by her marital name while his thick cock lay buried deep in her belly. Speeding up the fuck, withdrawing and plunging forward faster and faster, Toby continued to taunt his beautiful teacher as he wanted her to remember how he had conquered her totally. ?Ya like a big black cock in your pussy, don't ya, teach? Ohhh, you?re so tight, yer pussy?s squeezing me! Ohhhh, teach, you?re so fuck'n hot! Gonna cum ??.gonna shoot my hot jizz deep in your fuck'n pussy! Gonna knock you up with my black baby, teach! Ahhhhhhh ?????here it cums, teach ???.ahhhhh ?..???ahhhhhhhhhhh!? he groaned as his cock exploded out its hot thick cum. Trish saw stars when the hot throbbing cock burst deep in her womb, flooding her with its hot soothing balm. Her body trembled and convulsed as she desperately clutched at him with her arms and legs, arching up onto his spurting cock, begging him ?Oh, fuck meeeeeee ????yes, fuck meeeeeee ?????..ohhhh, yessssss ???cum ????cum in me ??give me your cum ?????shoot your cum in me! Fuck me ???.oh, fuck me ??????.yes ????.yes, shoot it deep in me ??????..give me your baby ?????give me your baby! Knock me up with your little black baby!? The sight on the Camplin's bed would have been quite a sight had Dave Camplin returned home at this instant. There on the marital bed lay his beautiful wife but her trim sexy white body was covered and physically joined to a muscular black teen as only a husband and wife should be. Both were asleep from the physically draining fuck session. Still, Trish Camplin continued to embrace the young teen with her arms wrapped around his neck and legs wrapped around the bottom of his ass. Nearly forty-five minutes later, Toby awoke and looked over to Jana sitting on the carpet and leaning against the bedroom door. Signaling her to come closer, he waited for her to turn the video camera on and get it focused. He knew Jana was getting a full view first, being sure to get Mrs. Camplin's face into the picture before zooming in. Once Jana gave him the signal that she was zooming in to where they were joined together, Toby slowly began to withdraw his dwindled still lengthy cock that was once again beginning to throb with excitement. Though Jana wanted Toby for herself, she found it quite exciting to know that even the always prim and proper Mrs. Trish Camplin, a married and highly respected high school teacher would succumb to the seductive ways of Toby Wright. Even such a straight-laced woman like Mrs. Camplin craved for the joys of being fucked out of her mind by a big black stud. 'Damm, Mr. Camplin would have gone out of his fuck'n skull if he could have seen the way his beautiful wife begged Toby to fuck her! Worst yet was the way she begged Toby to knock her up with his little black baby!' Through the lens of the camcorder, Jana watched as the cum covered cock was slowly pulled out of the widely stretch hole of their beautiful teacher. It was quite an awesome sight when the thick cockhead appeared and loudly plopped out, followed by a thick flow of sticky goo that had been dammed up in Mrs. Camplin's fertile womb. It seemed like an endless river of spunk that flowed from the still sleeping figure and Jana wondered just how much more of the potent spunk remained. Totally drained, Trish slowly awoke as she felt hands upon her hips turning her over on the bed. Then she felt her hips being drawn up as her face slid along the soft bedspread. Her indiscretion filled her mind but she had to admit that it was the most fantastic fuck that she had ever received in her life. Though guilt filled her with remorse, Trish was too weak to protest the demands of this dominating black teen. Toby caressed the perfectly shaped ass of his lovely teacher and suspected he was about to claim her cherry white ass. Shuffling up into position, he held his teacher?s trim white hips tightly. Moving his right hand around her hip, his middle finger then found and rubbed her sensitive clit, causing her to press her mushy slit down onto his teasing fingers. Taking his fingers out of the mushy nest, he regained a firm grip on her hip. Positioning his cock, hands firmly gripping the trim white hips, Toby then reared back and slammed forward with all his might. Trish's head snapped back from the unexpected and brutal thrust into her tight virgin ass, her eyes bulged in fear and horror as she screamed ?Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ????.nooooo ?????..nooooooooooooo ?????.ahhhhhhhhhh ????????..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!? The excruciating pain and horror of what was taking place had Trish screaming for mercy. "Stop ????stop ?????please, stoppppp! Ohhhhh ????.it hurts ???..it hurtsssss so bad! Ohhhh, Toby ?????.it hurtssssssssss!" she sobbed. Then, fortunately for Trish, blackness overcame her and she went totally limp as the black teen applied his hot soothing balm onto her torn asshole. Blinking her eyes, Trish looked about and realized that she was lying face down across the king-sized bed atop the quilted bedspread. Lifting herself up onto her elbows, she gasped upon seeing that she had no clothes on. Then she observed the purplish bruises on her breasts and memories of what had taken place with young Toby Wright. 'Oh, God! How ?????how could I allow such a thing to happen?' she asked herself, blinking back tears of shame. As Trish tried to turn over, she groan in pain "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ????..ahhhhhh!" The sharp pain from her torn ass shot throughout her body, recalling how she had screamed and pleaded for Toby to stop when he had ruthlessly rammed his monstrous cock up into her tender ass. She looked down at her soiled and bruised body, realizing what a sight she made with only her black heels on. Raising one leg, she removed her heel and let it fall to the carpet, then did the same upon removing the other heel. Hesitantly moving her hand down, Trish felt the dried crusty flakes of cum matting down her soft curls. Slipping her middle finger into her mushy hole, she then withdrew it to examine her finger. She sucked in her breath as she gazed upon the thick gooey mucous that coated her entire finger. A shiver went through her as she wondered just how much more remained in her fertile womb. Looking at the clock on the alarm clock, it read 9 o'clock but it was lighted outside. Then Trish realized that it must now be Saturday morning and that she must have passed out and slept throughout the night after Toby had ravaged her ass. 'Oh, God ????I've got to douche!' she told herself, realizing the horrid consequence that she was now faced, especially since the amount of time lapsed. Stepping off the bed, Trish gasped as she moved her foot to see what she had just stepped on. She sniffled as tears trickled down he cheeks as her eyes gazed upon the limp condom that she herself had rolled off the black cock, allowing Toby to fuck her without the needed protection. Having showered and douched, Trish looked at the rumpled bed and saw the dried puddle of fuck juices that stained the center of the quilted bedspread. Stripping off the bedspread, she saw the outline of the juices that had seeped through the bedspread to soil the sheets. Thus, she would also have to change the sheets and replace them with clean ones. Picking up her black heels from the carpet, she put them away in her closet. Making her way down the hallway, she entered the kitchen to see her gray dress lying upon the floor. Lifting it up, Trish looked about as she realized that her bra and panties were missing. She knew that her undergarments were now trophies that her student would cherish as a remembrance of having nailed his beautiful teacher. That day, while awaiting the return of her loving husband, Trish Camplin contemplated as to what the future had in store for her. Just yesterday morning, she had been a well-respected teacher at the high school and a loving faithful wife. Now she had done the unthinkable, having had sex with someone other than her loving husband and to make it worst it was with one of her students. She chastised herself but knew deep down that it had been the fuck of a lifetime and that she would be powerless to resist the black teen if he merely touched her again. Meanwhile, miles away, Toby Wright was watching a replay of the seduction of his beautiful teacher. As Jana wanked at his throbbing cock, Toby also contemplated what lay ahead in the future. He smiled as he pictured putting his beautiful teacher out on the street, having her solicit 'johns' for the pleasure of fucking her sexy bod. Hearing Mrs. Camplin's screams coming from the television as he buggered her, Toby began spurting his hot load into Jana's hungry mouth. Closing his eyes and laying his had back, Toby wondered just how much some of the horny studs at school would pay to get into their beautiful teacher's panties, betting they'd pay double the amount. End of Story. 9823 1.49/512345

The Victory Dance

THE VICTORY DANCE By: SOUTHBOY Mrs. Allison Tappet dreaded her last period math class. Having been a teacher for 10 years she had seen the students go from showing some interest to practically none. Discipline in the schools was worse and her last period class was the worst. It contained all the ?STAR? high schools football players who felt they had a free ticket in her class because she had been instructed not to make them miss practice. The team was one game away from taking the state championship, and the players were being treated as ?gods.? Allison had the reputation of being a very tough teacher requiring for the students to keep up with their studies. This whole idea of giving in to and pampering football players was displeasing to her. One thing she would not tolerate were students disrupting her classes when she was teaching. Bubba Jones and Billy Smith, the two all state running backs, were the ringleaders of a lot of the classroom trouble in other classes as well as hers. At 18 and seniors, both looked to be grown men; they were big, black and very muscular. Landings High School had never had a team of the caliber of this one and this would be the first ever championship if they won. Landings, Mississippi, was a medium sized community with about a 70/30 racial mix, but still very much segreated in many ways even though Federal Law prohibited the obvious outward manifestations. The day of the championship game came and Landings High School won. The town was sky high with joy. A Victory Dance at the school gym was planned for the next weekend. Allison was picked to be one of the chaperons, much to her disgust, but school policy had to be followed and it was her turn. Allison was a very beautiful, married with two small children, 35 year old blond with deep blue eyes and a fabulous, bone hardening figure that was the wet dream joy of all the young high school boy as well as the men in town. She was very much into fitness and kept herself firm, yet supple. To see her many thought her to be in her teens. Her husband Frank, the vice president of the local bank, was not as into fitness as she, and had let himself get into poor shape. Allison had been a virgin when she and Frank married 15 years earlier. At first their sex life had been fabulous, but now it was sporadic and seldom which had caused Allison a lot of frustration being as she was a very sensual woman. She was one of these old fashion women who believed very deeply in the sanctity of marriage and the marriage vows. Both were very active in the local church and were considered to be quite religious. Even the thought of an extramarital affair was unthinkable to her. She had realized long ago that she?d just have to be satisfied with the infrequent sex she received from her husband. The night of the dance came and Allison decided to wear a black knee length pleated full skirt, a white pleasant blouse with a scooped neckline that exposed the top swell of her firm, magnificent white breasts. Her long, shapely, sexy legs were encased in dark panty hose and on her feet were medium heeled black pumps. Her shoulder length blond hair was done up in a French twist. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Bubba and Billy were the first to notice her as she came in the gym. They had always had a secret lust for Allison, but felt that because she was a teacher, white, married in a still somewhat backward racial area in the old south, and they were ?niggers? that she was unapproachable and untouchable. Blacks could still get in serious trouble if they were caught messin? with white women. Both had planned to have some fun with the girls that night and had been able to acquire some clear looking liquid that they?d been told would make any girl available to their sexual advances. All they had to do was put a couple drops into their cokes and in 10 minutes they?d be begging the boys to fuck them. Bubba looked at Billy, who was thinking the same thing, they both smiled knowingly. They decided that they were going to spike Allison?s coke. One of the grateful team parents had given hand held video cameras that had all the fancy bells and whistles even to include a special lens that could take excellent pictures in dim light to both Bubba and Billy. Quickly they put their plan into action. Due to their status as star players they had a key to the boys? football locker room where all the equipment was kept and several large bags of uniforms that still hadn?t been sent to the laundry were strewed around on the floor. They figured that they?d take her in there and lay her on the uniform bags and fuck her while the dance was going on just outside the door. Just thinking about it was getting their very large black cocks hard. To be able to get the beautiful, married white teacher in the locker room and fuck her would be the ultimate reward for winning the state championship. Plus they felt that it would somehow even up the score for all the trouble she?d caused them that they perceived. They felt that she had almost cost them places on the team due to her strictness. How long they had dreamed of this. After taking several minutes of video tape, taping Allison as she walked around the gym, Billy slipped into the equipment room and sat up the two video cameras which they were going to use to tape their exploits with the hot looking and sexy Mrs. Tappet. As the night wore on, about an hour into the dance while most everyone was feeling relaxed or no pain, due to someone slipping alcohol into some of the punch, and had mellowed, Bubba and Billy put their plan into action. The lighting inside the gym was subdued and they were able to slip up there where Allison had her can of coke and while Bubba distracted her by pretending to be sorry for the disruption he?d caused in her class, Billy slipped not just a couple but a lot of the liquid into her drink. Bubba picked her drink up and put some more coke into it and handed it to her smiling, all the while telling her what a great teacher she was and that they would not cause her any more problems in class for the rest of the year. Billy stood along side nodding his head in agreement. After a few minutes, Allison said something about it getting quite warm, hot in the gym. Bubba suggested that she go outside and get a breath of fresh air. He told her that she could slip out through the locker room so as not to be seen so the other teachers would not notice; then she could slip back in the same way. He told her that he and Billy would be glad to accompany her, to protect her. It had been a really very long time without sex for Allison and as the liquid began to do its work, her mind became focused on sex; how much she needed Frank, how much she wanted to have sex. As if almost in a trance, Bubba, who had seen the signs of the liquid taking effect, took Allison by the hand and led her willingly to the locker room door. Telling her that see looked flushed perhaps she should step outside in the cool air for a few minutes. It was dark there and no one could see them as they entered the darkened room. Billy went in first and after the door had been closed and locked, he turned on the light and the two video cameras. They had been placed so practically every angle and sound of the event that was about to happen would be captured. They felt that their black friends would never believe that they?d fucked Allison without proof and what better proof than a video and sound of the action. Allison stood there, bathed in the light, her beautiful white face flushed pink from the liquid coursing through her hot, married white body. Her blond pussy was puffy and wet with desire. Her breath was deep. Her long, shapely white legs felt weak and she leaned up against Bubba who took immediate advantage of her plight. He backed her over toward the prearranged pile of laundry bags and eased her down on her back. She was aware of what was happening yet did or said nothing, her confused mind focused totally on the great need she felt. Bubba was lying on one side of her while Billy was on the other. Black hands were soon probing and caressing the sexy white teachers? firm white body as the video cameras captured every move and sound. Her full, firm white tits were exposed and were being kneaded, nipples tweaked to greater hardness and sucked noisily. Black hands of the teenage football hero?s were up between her hiked up skirt, stroking her inner thighs and between her slightly parted but slowly widening legs. Allison began to moan softly as she squirmed and responded to their stimulation. Bubba reached up and yanked her pantyhose down to expose her blond pussy that was wet with desire and her puffy, engorged pussy lips pulsing. He slipped his finger in between them and began stimulating her. Allison began to rotate and thrust up her sexy white hips in time to his stimulation as she moaned passionately. Billy was hotly kissing her full red lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth as she kissed him lustfully back, her tongue probing his mouth. Bubba slipped his pants down along with his under shorts quickly exposing his rampant, fully erect gigantic black teenage cock as it flexed and throbbed lustfully. He was huge; his black cock was so much bigger than poor Franks? who was sitting home with the children totally unaware of his beautiful wife?s plight.. Bubba made Frank? tiny cock look like a pencil compared to a baseball bat. It was long and thick, the veins popped up rope like as though they were trying to burst out of the stretched black skin. Pushing Allison?s skirt up further around her waist and her blouse down and off her shoulders, he positioned himself between her now widely spread white thighs as she moaned passionatley. His massive giant of a cock in his hand, he guided it so as to seat the huge tip against the wet blond hair of her pussy. The video camera was catching the entire scene in living color. Billy got up and after removing his own pants, exposing his massively, equally large black cock, took one of the video cameras and began taking some close-ups of what was happening, the hot lusty sounds of the two lovers being faithfully recorded along with the picture. He shot pictures of her lust contorted white face as the second camera took pictures of the huge black cock entering her pussy. Bubba was tempted to jam it home in one long powerful thrust but decided to ease it into her being as he wanted to really enjoy fucking her. Slowly, the uvula stretched and parted admitting his massive black cock head, a huge drop of pre-cum poised at the pee hole. He thrust forward sinking another inch into her vagina, then another and again until all 10 throbbing black inches were buried completely inside her stretched, tightly grasping married white pussy. Billy got a real good close up of Bubba?s massive black cock sinking in to Allison?s stretched blond, married white pussy. ?Mannnnnn..ssssssss?..yo? sho? is tight?.teach?mmmmmm fuckin? hot..,? Bubba hissed as he flexed his huge black teenage cock inside her tight white pussy, not moving it in or out but letting it soak in her boiling white pussy juices, ??dat man yo? got sure ain?t takin? care of dis hot pussy?.yeeaaaa?teach?.mmmmmm?.?. ?Ggggoooodddddd?.oooohhhhh,,,,godddddd?sssooooo biggggggg?.,? Allison moaned feeling the tremendously large cock filling her to capacity while flexing inside her. Her white hands were clasping his black shoulders, her long sexy white knees raised in the air, her feet planted firmly on the floor as she shoved her pussy up tighter against him. ?Yo? likes dis big black cock teach?wants dis nigger to fucks yo? white pussy?.,? Bubba taunted as he flexed his powerful black hips slightly causing his massive black cock to create friction against the sensitive lining of her tightly grasping vagina. ?Oooohhhh?god?god?.pleaseeee?.I..I?ooohhhhh?.its soooo good?ooohh,? Allison moaned in total surrender as she began hotly kissing Bubba and thrusting her hips up against him, ??yessss?.yesssssss??fuck my white pussssssiiiieeeeee?? With that, Bubba pushed his powerful black teenage hips up and then powerfully thrust forward, beginning what is commonly know as a hard fucking. His gigantic black teenage cock thrust back and forth with long powerful, pussy filling strokes passionately as Allison make every effort to keep up. She was moaning and groaning in utter lustful passion as the young black student began to fuck her with deep, long thrusts that sounded at the very bottom of her pussy. Bubba was in his own special heaven feeling the terrific tightness and passion that he was getting from his beautiful, sexy, married white teacher. She was on fire, totally consumed with passionate lust as she slammed her white hips up to take him as deeply as she could with each of his powerful inward thrusts. It was as thought she was trying to take his entire body inside her as she moaned over and over again for him to fuck her hard, to fill her with his wonderful black cock. ?Ooooohhhhhhhh?.oooooohhhhhhhh??yessssss?god..yesssss?.darlin?..,? Allison grunted and hissed, her white arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders and neck crushing him to her full, firm white tits, ??it?s soooooo gooddddd?.oooohhhh?baby. fill meeeeee?..need it so much?..love your big black cock?fuck meeeeee?.? ?Ohhhyeah?yeahaaaa?teach?yeah?.Bubba gonna fills yo? hot white pussy?gonna fills it wit mys?hot nigger cummmmmmm?..gonna gives yo? white pussy a nigger baby??, Bubba hissed and spat as he felt his much need climax approaching. ?Yesssssss?.yessssss?.give meee your nigger cummmmm?give meee your nigger baby??.darlin??oooohhhhh darlin???cum in meeeeeee??,? Allison urged as she continued to push up hard against the forward thrusting Bubba. Billy was filming all of this his own monstrous black cock dripping pre-cum as it throbbed in anticipation of his turn to fuck the hot, turned on beautiful married white teacher. He had taken several close-ups of her flushed white face that clearly showed her extreme state of lustful arousal. He waited to be able to get a close up of her during the moment of climax which was rapidly coming. Allison had somewhere in the back of her mind realized that she was being hotly, wonderfully fucked by one of her black students; that this was a ?no-no? and could get her fired and that she was a very married woman. None of this seemed to matter for all she wanted was to enjoy the fantastically wonderful fucking she was getting; she wanted to feel the huge pussy stretching black cock deep inside her; to feel it spew its load of hot, virile black seed into her. This young black 18 year old student was giving her the fucking she?d always desired but never was able to get from her husband; he was reaching depths Frank had never touched, stretching her to the limit as it slid back and forth inside her vagina. ?OOooogggggggghhhhh?..sshhhhhiittttt??.shhhhitttttt?.cummmmmmminnnn.? Bubba suddenly grunted loudly as he thrust up hard, completely burying his massive, erupting black teenage cock into the hot white teacher as he shot a powerful, spurt of his hot virile black seed deep inside Allison. Aaaahhhhhiiieeeeeeee?..yessssss?yesssss?..cummmmmmm?,? Allison moaned in complete abandon as her own powerful throbbing climax streaked electrically through her nervous system sending her into another world. Her long sexy white legs were tightly wrapped around Bubba?s black waist pulling him closer, deeper. She felt the powerful spurts crashing up against her white womb causing her climax to be even more intense. Her full red lips were hotly kissing his sweaty black face as he inundated her white married womb with a torrent of his thick and boiling black seed. For several minutes they lay locked tightly together as his flexing, erupting black cock continued to spew forth and she squeezed her pussy tightly around the complete inserted black teenage cock. Bubba began to withdraw his still erect, cum coated black monster as Allison began to protest telling him to fuck her again, to not stop. Bubba smiled knowing that they had the beautiful, sexy married white teacher right were they wanted her. Allison through her lust glazed blue eyes saw Billy standing there, his throbbing black cock glistening in the light, a large drop of pre-cum at the pee hole tip. She then remembered that both Bubba and Billy had been together and knew that she was about to get Billy?s huge black cock in her cum filled white pussy. She hotly, lustfully smiled up at Billy as he kneeled down between her spread white thighs, her white hand going up to grasp the huge black cock and pull it toward her needing, cum filled, married white pussy. ?Oooohhhhh?yesssss?yesssss?fuck me Billy?fuck me with your big black cock?,? Allison urged passionately pushing her hips up as if an offering for him to enter her and fuck her. ?Shit teach?.Billy?s gonna fucks yo? hot white ass?gonna fucks it jus? likes Bubba dun?,? Billy hissed as he lowered his powerful black hips and let Allison guide his huge black teenage cock up between her stretched blond married pussy lips. With that he shoved forward hard seating his entire massive length into her as she moaned in lust thrusting her white hips up to his invading black monster until his huge cum filled black balls rested briefly against the wet, cum soaked blond hair of her pussy. ?Aaahhhhhiiiieeeeeee?ooohhhhh my god?.god?Billy you?re soooo bigggg?,? Allison hissed, ??baby?ooohhhh baby?.fuck meeeeeeee?fuck meeee hardddd..? Billy didn?t have to be encouraged for he was super excited having had watched Bubba and Allison while they hotly fucked. He was in no mood for a long fuck; he just wanted to shoot his load of black seed deep inside this beautiful white teacher. The long fuck would come later. God she was so beautiful, so hot, and so fuckin? wet and tight. He wondered what her white husband would think if he could see his beautiful, blond, prim and proper white wife lying on her back on a pile of dirty football uniform laundry bags moaning and groaning in lustful abandon while being fucked by two of her black teenage students. Bubba had picked up the video chores and was getting some excellent shots of all the lusty action between Billy and Allison. He knew that he and Billy, with what they were capturing on tape, would be able to get Allison to do what ever they wanted whenever they wanted. Hell, he figured that he?d be able to get her to fuck all his black friends because he knew that once they saw the video they?d all want to fuck her. By this time Billy?s climax was beginning to build and with one final powerful inward thrust he buried his erupting black teenage cock in her to the hilt flooding her already black seed filled white pussy with more black seed until it oozed out around his tightly inserted black monster. Allison moaned and babbled in lusty passion as she experienced her own powerful climax She had never been taken to such heights of sexual pleasure before and was being transported to sensations she wanted to experience again and again. When Billy finally pulled his still semi-erect black cock from her drenched with cum white pussy, Bubba who was fully erect replaced him and began fucking the beautiful married lust filled white teacher again. The video cameras were still recording all the passionate, lusty action. She, Bubba and Billy fucked several more times that evening before they were sated. Bubba and Billy knew that they and their hot, beautiful, sexy married white teacher would be having many more fuck sessions and would be having some of their black friends join them, after all what choice did she have. Little did they know that Allison would not have to be blackmailed into fucking them or their friends for she was truly converted to a black cock slut. Allison?s gangbang next????? 12223 2.34/512345

Fantasy Gone Wrong. Or Was It

FANTASY GONE WRONG, OR WAS IT I had just got my discharge from the navy when I met my wife at a skating ring. She was a little thing and I thought she was under aged until her sister told me she was 18. She was 4 feet 5 inches in tall and was 105 lb. She was beautiful and had a great little body. She looked like she was about 12 years old but her tits where big for her size. She was so young looking that a year after we got married a Santa at a department store put her on his lap thinking she was a child. After 15 years of marriage our sex life didn?t seem as exciting any more. I have had a fantasy for a long time now. It makes me very horny thinking of watching my wife having intercourse with other men and them fucking the hell out of her. We had talked about it but she would not go for it. Well her brother got killed and she started drinking very heavily. She had got where she didn?t care the way her life was going so one night when she was really drunk I ask her if she would just play around with men and maybe let them do a little touching. She said she didn?t gave a dam and if that was what I wanted she would do it. When the week end came I told her to dress in a short skirt and no pants, a Tee shirt with no bra. She was very nervous but she did as I said. I took her to a bar and pool hall that a lot of construction workers hung out at. I was a little concerned because I had heard that it was a bad place. My wife Delores would never have dared to come to this place by herself. She would never have dressed this way in public, for she knew the sort of suitor this would attract. We found a booth in the back corner. There was no one in the bar except four guys. Delores glanced across the room and gave a little shy smile before averting her eyes from the four men who were watching her. She knew that they had taken an interest in her, and the excitement of it all caused her to take in a deep breath that pushed her large breasts tightly against the thin tee shirt material. Wearing no bra, Delores was well aware that her nipples were clearly visible against the harsh lights in this corner of the bar. I noticed that the men across from her had become less discreet, and were watching her almost exclusively now. Keeping in mind that she was doing everything for my benefit, she daringly parted her thighs, allowing the strangers across from her an exclusive glimpse at her shaved pussy. I when to the bar to get us beer and when passed there table I said I notice you staring at my wife would like to join us. They agreed and we got to talking small talk and I broke the ice and asked them if they would like to have some fun, and they asked what kind of fun. I told them we wanted to spice up our sex life. I asked them if they would like to finger her. I didn?t have to say it twice because one of the guys hand went right to work. I told him that she would be embraced at first because no one had ever touched her before. I told his buddies that I was going to the bar and while I was gone to slip in on the other side of her. The way the booth was facing no one could see what was going on. When I got back the other guy was rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger. It didn?t take her long to over come her fright because she was responding. I said how do you like it baby and all she could do was to give me a moan. They made her cum several times and she was as hot as a fire cracker. They were getting ruff with her now and said they wanted to fuck her. I thanked them for making her cum and told them maybe next time, that I jut wanted to break her in slowly. They said oh hell no she?s not going to leave us hanging like this. They ripped her cloths off and one of them grabbed her nipples and tried to lift her off the floor by them. She scream her lungs out and when I protested they told me if I got out the booth they would fucking kill me. Dam I thought to myself, what the hell have I got my self into. They spread her out on the pool table and started to undress. She try to get up and one of the guy struck her hard across her tits with the pool stick and told her not to move. I was afraid to move for the fear of my life. One of them approached her with the biggest cock I had ever seen, he got between her legs and started to eat her out while another had her nipple between his teeth biting and stretching them. She was screaming, but to my surprise she started to respond and was grinding her pussy on the guys mouth and moaning with pleasure. The guy eating her looked up and said the bitch likes it she is wet as hell. Abut that time she had her first orgasms. The next guy got between her legs and started fucking her. Think god she was wet because he had huge cock. He worked his cock into he easy and then began fucking her like a wild man. She was so hot now and was screaming yes oh yes fuck me fuck me harder give me that big cock. He said someone shut the bitch up and one of them began face fucking her. As soon as one finished with her another took his place. Soon the guy with the 12 inch cock was in her. She was screaming around the cock in her mouth and bucking her pussy on the big cock. He said you like that bitch, are you a whore? and she said yes. He said yes what. She was screaming now yes I liked to be fucked and I am your whore! I watched my wife turned into a cock whore. They all four fucked her pussy and mouth and some were getting seconds. When they finished with her they asked me if I liked seeing my wife get fucked. I was so hard and turned on that without thinking I said yes. They said then bring your whore back anytime. When I got her home I told her I was sorry for getting her into that. She said sorry for what I loved it and hope you will get me fucked more often. 9056 1.31/512345

Belinda Screws Up

BELINDA SCREWS UP By Just Plain Bob I saw her in the rearview mirror, standing there looking as if she were just about to be hit by a runaway freight train. It was a miserable way to end a marriage of over twenty years, but I had given her a chance and it wasn't my fault that she made the wrong choice. Belinda and I had met at my cousin's wedding reception. She was a friend of the brides and had come to the wedding with a date. I took one look at her and knew ? just knew ? that she was meant to be my life partner. I ignored the fact that she was there with a date and I moved in on her. I asked her to dance when her date went off to use the bathroom and as we moved around on the dance floor I told her that I hoped her date wasn't too attached to her because I intended to make her mine. She laughed and said: "Really?" "Yes really?" "Well in that case I hope you have a good memory" and she told me her phone number. While I was committing the number to memory she said, "Oops, here comes Jeff and I am his date." I walked her back to the table she was sharing with some friends and she introduced me to them and then she gave me a wicked smile and said to those at the table: "Remember the name. He says he is going to make me his. If he manages you just might see him around." That got a few laughs from the people at the table and a murderous stare from Jeff. I raised her hand to my lips, kissed it and said, "I'll call you." I called, we started dating and a year latter we were married. Over the course of the next twenty years we had a very good life together. She bore me three children, two boys and a girl, and she did a marvelous job of raising them and spoiling me. Our youngest had just departed for basic training and Belinda was at loose ends so she went looking for a job. She found a job as a secretary for a local auto parts company and she had been on the job two weeks when one morning she told me that she was going to be late that night. I asked her why and she told me that she was going to stop after work for drinks with some of the girls she worked with to get to know them better. I didn't even think twice about it, I just said: "Have a good time sweetie." "Thank you honey, I'll try not to be too late." I'm normally in bed by nine-thirty because I get up at five so I told her not to wake me when she got home. The next day I asked her how her night had gone and she told me that she'd had a good time. "There are a lot of nice people working there. Honey, would it bother you if I joined their little group? They stop every Thursday night after work and I'd really like to get to know them better." Why would I mind? I had my bowling league on Thursday and I wouldn't be home until nine anyway so I told Belinda to go ahead and enjoy. A couple of months went by and sometimes Belinda would be home when I got home from bowling and sometimes she wouldn't get in until after I had gone to bed. I didn't think anything of it. Why should I? We had been married for over twenty years and Belinda had never given me any reason to wonder or worry about what she was doing. The dark clouds stated appearing on the horizon about five months after she had started her job. I didn't recognize them as such at the time, but looking back I can almost pin point the time that things began to change. Belinda was always talking about the people she worked with; about how this guy was this and this woman was that and so and so did such and such. The one she talked the most about was Carla. Carla was three times divorced and wassingle and she swore she would never tie herself down with a man again. She dated a lot, had no steady boyfriend and my take on her, from what Belinda told me, was that she was a round-heeled tramp. Apparently she and Belinda had become good friends and Carla would share her exploits with Belinda who would then pass them on to me over the dinner table. "You'll never guess what crazy Carla did Monday night. She and James, I told you about James didn't I? Anyway, she and James had stopped at a bar after work and after about an hour James took her to his place. She had never been there before and she didn't know that he had a roommate. She and James were having sex when the roommate walked in on them. It was an awkward moment, but Carla diffused it by saying that she had enough for both of them. Can you believe it? Both of them? I can't even imagine something like that." A week later on a Friday night it was, "You know what Carla did last night? A guy she'd never met before asked her to dance and an hour later she left the bar with him. Thirty minutes later she was back and Barb said, "What's the matter, find out he had a wife and dump him?" Carla said, "No, I did him on his back seat and then he took off." Isn't that just outrageous?" I got one or two of those stories every week, but the light bulb never went off over my head. I could never understand what Belinda saw in Carla and how the two of them could get so close that Carla would share her sex life with Belinda. I supposed that it must have been an opposites attract kind of thing. After a couple of months of being regaled with Carla stories I made the comment that she sounded like a real whore. "That's probably the reason she has been divorced three times; got her ass caught cheating." Belinda didn't say anything to that, but the Carla stories stopped. A little more time went by and one day I read in the paper that the auto parts company that Belinda worked for was having some financial problems and that bankruptcy was possible. I mentioned it to Belinda and asked if it was going to affect her. "It could if they actually have to go Chapter 11, but we are all hopeful that it won't happen." The next day she told me that it was going to affect her after all. "They are reorganizing and it is going to mean that I'm going to have to work late some nights" "What does that mean, some nights?" "I guess it means that some nights I'm going to be asked to stay late." "Oh well, I guess it goes with the job. I just hope the extra effort pays off for you." "I hope so too. I like the job and I like the people I work with and I don't want to have to start over again some place else. Two days later she called me on my cell and told me that she would be working late that night. I asked her how late and she said she didn't have any idea, but they had told everybody they were going to order take out around seven. "All right sweetie. If you aren't home by the time I go to bed I'll see you in the morning." After that, one or two nights a week Belinda had to work late. There was no more in the papers about the parts company so I guessed that whatever they were doing as far as reorganizing was working. A couple of more months went by and then it was the end of bowling until the summer leagues started. I went home after work and around seven I got tired of watching TV so I decided to go down to the lounge, have a drink or two with my wife and meet a few of her co-workers. I walked into the lounge and looked around the room for Belinda and finally spotted her out on the dance floor with some guy. They were dancing pretty close and I saw the man's hand slide down her back and come to rest on her ass. When she didn't push the hand away or step back from the man I suddenly decided not to have a drink with her after all. Instead, I looked for a nice dark corner to sit in. For the next two hours I sat there, sipped beer and watched as Belinda danced with the same man. When I first came in he walked her back to a table where she was apparently sitting with a half dozen other girls, but after a half-hour or so and three or four dances she went to the booth with him where he had been sitting. For the next hour and a half she stayed with him. Every time they danced Belinda was molded to his body and his hands were all over hers. I was getting more and more steamed by the minute and the only thing that kept me from going over and raining on their parade was that I wanted to know more about what was going on. When they finished a dance and went back to the booth and she slid in next to him instead of sitting across from him and then kissed him I got up and went outside. I got in my car and moved it to where I could see Belinda's car and then I sat and waited to see what would happen next. I had no idea how long I was going to have to wait because I had no idea of when Belinda usually came home. If she wasn't there before I fell asleep I usually slept too soundly for her to wake me up when she came in. It could have been ten or it could have been three in the morning. It was ten-thirty when Belinda came out of the bar with the people she had originally been sitting with before joining the man in his booth. The group scattered to their cars and drove off. Belinda got in her car and sat there for about five minutes before the man came out of the bar and got in the car with her. They talked for about five minutes and then they slid towards each other and started necking. From where I was sitting I could see Belinda's sweater when it was pushed up on her shoulders and that told me that the man's hands were on her tits, but I couldn't actually see what his hands, or hers, were doing. What I thought I saw was arm motion that indicated that the man was getting a hand job from Belinda. What ever they were doing they did it and necked for about the next fifteen minutes and then they separated, talked for several more minutes and then the man got out of her car, got into his and drove off. As soon as he was gone Belinda got out of her car and went back into the bar and I assumed that it was so she could straighten herself up before coming home just in case I might still be up. As soon as the door closed behind her I started up and drove home. I was in bed pretending to be asleep when Belinda got home twenty minutes later. I didn't say anything to Belinda about what I'd seen and for the next week I did my best to act as if everything was normal. The next Thursday I was back in the dark corner wearing as much of a disguise as I could come up with. I had been wearing contacts for about fifteen years so I bought a pair of reading glasses with heavy horn-rimmed frames and punched the lens out. I have never worn a hat so I got a baseball cap and pulled the bill down low to block part of my face. Not much, but since Belinda was used to seeing me without glasses and a hat and I was sitting in a dark corner I thought I could get by. She came in about a quarter to six with the same group of women she had been sitting with the previous Thursday and they put three table together right next to the dance floor. For the next hour until the band started up at seven the group sat, talked and had drinks. Belinda sat next to and talked mostly with a dark haired woman and I thought she might be Carla. The band started to play and guys started going over to the table and asking the girls to dance. Belinda danced with two or three different guys, but didn't seem to show an interest in any of them. About eight a guy asked the woman I thought might be Carla to dance and when the music stopped she went back to the booth where he had been sitting with two buddies and sat down with him. She danced with all three of the men and all three of them danced real close with her and felt her up pretty good and then she necked with all three when she went back to their booth. During that period Belinda danced with three different guys, but didn't seem interested in them. Around nine Carla went over to the table and talked for a minute with Belinda and then Belinda got up and followed Carla back to the booth and sat down with her and the three men. Over the next forty-five minutes Belinda danced with all three of the men and they treated her much as they had Carla and she necked in the booth with them as Carla had. At five to ten Carla and two of the men got up and left and Belinda was left sitting in the booth across from the remaining man and he got up and moved to sit beside her. They necked for a bit, danced a couple of dances and then went back to the booth and necked some more. When Belinda got up to go to the ladies room I got up and left the bar. I moved my car to where I could watch Belinda's car and settled down to wait. Twenty minutes went by and then Belinda and the man came out and stopped just outside the door and talked for a minute and then they headed away from me to the other end of the lot and got into his car. I couldn't see much from where I was sitting, but I could see them sitting and talking and then they slid together and started necking. It went on for about twenty minutes and then they broke apart, got out of his car and walked to Belinda's. They talked for another minute and then he took her in his arms and kissed her. They stayed locked together for almost a minute and then they broke apart and Belinda got in her car and he went back to his. He started and drove off and as soon as he was out of sight Belinda got out of her car and went back into the bar to freshen up and that time I stayed and waited. She came out ten minutes later, got in her car and headed for home. I let her go and then I went back into the lounge for a drink. I sat at the bar and struck up a conversation with the bartender. "I may have to start coming in her more often." "Why is that?" "I've been in her twice now and both times I've seen a lot of action going on with the girls at that table over there." "It sure looks like it, don't it." "I'm always looking for a fun time. Do they come in here often?" "Every Thursday night." "Only on Thursday?" "Two of them, Carla and Belinda are in here on other nights, but the rest of them only come in on Thursday." I left him a tip and told him I was going to become a Thursday regular from then on. Driving home the thought occurred to me that Belinda wasn't working the nights she said she was. Those nights had to be the 'other nights' that the bartender told me Belinda came in. Belinda was still up when I got home. "Where have you been? When I got home and you weren't here I got worried." "Tonight was the last night of bowling and the guys stuck around to have a few beers and discuss what we want to do as far as a summer league is concerned." "When do summer leagues start?" "Next week." "What did you decide?" "Haven't yet. Dave and Sam want to move to Wednesday and Chuck and Bill want to stay with Thursday." "Sounds like you get to be the tie breaker. What do you want to do?" "I don't really care, but I'm leaning toward Wednesday." "I think you should stay with Thursday." "Why?" "Because that is the night I stop with the girls. It just makes sense for our nights out to be the same." Right, I thought, that way I won't be sitting at home wondering what you might be doing because I'd be occupied. "I hadn't looked at it that way. I suppose that you are right." "Anyway, I'm glad you are home. I'm horny as hell. That give you any ideas?" Actually it did. I was curious to see if my dick would get hard considering the thoughts that I was having about Belinda. It was slow to show, but a Belinda blow job got me up and running and I guess I performed well enough to suit her. Monday she called me on my cell and told me she had to work late. I left work early and was parked just down the street from where she worked when she came out of the building with Carla. They both got into Belinda's car and I wasn't at all surprised when Belinda headed for the lounge. I followed them and parked in the back where I could watch Belinda's car and then I settled in to wait. Three hours later Carla and Belinda came out with the same three men from Thursday night. Carla got in back with the two who had left with her and the one Belinda had necked with got in front with her. Belinda started the car and I got ready to follow, but Belinda didn't leave the lot; she just drove to the back of the lot and pulled in behind the dumpster. I couldn't see anything from where I was, but it was dark out and even darker behind the dumpster so I got out of the car and tried to work my way closer to Belinda's car without being seen. I couldn't do it. The half moon in the clear night gave just enough light that I would be seen if I went around either end of the dumpster. I noticed that the dumpster lids, which were propped open, had large cutouts around the hinge points and I wondered if I could see anything if I climbed inside the dumpster and looked through one of the cutouts. The moon was on the other side of Belinda's car so I wouldn't be back lit if anyone in the car happened to glance toward the cutout. I thought that I would give it a try before going to Plan B which was to walk up to the car, rap on the window and ask Belinda just what the fuck she was doing. Hoping that I wouldn't step into anything stinky I quietly climbed into the dumpster and moved to the center cutout. I had a perfect view down into the car and the moonlight let me get a good look. Carla was on the backseat on her knees, skirt up around her waist, and her head was bobbing up and down on the cock sticking up out of one guy's fly. The second guy was behind her and he had his pants down around his ankles and his cock buried in her from behind. From my angle I couldn't tell if he was in her cunt or her ass. In the front seat Belinda's blouse was open and her bra was undone and the man with her had his right tit in his mouth. His cock was sticking out of his fly and Belinda had her had on it and she was stroking him as she looked over the back of the seat at what was going on in back. The man she was jacking off said something and she turned to look at him and said something. He said something and I saw Belinda shake her head no. The man said something else and put a hand on Belinda's head and tried to push it down on his cock. She let go of his dick and slapped his hand away from her. The windows of the car were closed so I couldn't hear what was going on, but I did hear the: "God damn it, I said no!" so she really must have screamed it at him. He pulled back from her and Belinda let her bra slip off and fall to the floor and she buttoned up her blouse. In the back the man fucking Carla finished and he pulled out of her and then there was a major reshuffle in the car as she took her mouth off the man she was sucking and the men all changed position. The man up front moved to the back and sat down so Carla could suck him while the man she had been sucking got behind her to fuck her. The man with he limp dick moved up front and started talking to Belinda as she looked into the back and watched as Carla serviced the two men. After a couple of minutes of talking the man in front with Belinda slid a little closer to her, put an arm around her and kissed her. They necked for a bit and I saw him unbutton her blouse and start playing with her tits. His limp dick was still sticking out of his fly and he took Belinda's hand and put it on his cock and she started fondling it. For several minutes Belinda necked with the man while he played with her tits and his dick grew hard in her hand. The man fucking Carla came and pulled out of her and then moved up front and Belinda ended up sitting in the middle between two men. Carla rolled over on her back and spread her legs for the man she had been sucking and he shoved his cock into her. I noticed for the first time that Carla was wearing spiked heels and her legs were pointing straight up as the man fucked her and I wondered if her heels would poke a hole in the headliner. When I turned my attention back to the front seat I saw that the two men were working on Belinda. They had her legs pulled apart and her skirt pushed up to her waist and the one on the left was kissing her and finger fucking her while the one on the right was sucking on one tit and rolling the nipple of the other between his fingers. Belinda had a cock in each hand and she was stroking them both. The man kissing her broke the kiss and Belinda laid her head against the back of the seat, eyes closed, as the two men worked on her. The man on the right kissed her, then the man on the left and then back to the one on the right. Just as both men took turns kissing her they took turns finger fucking her and sucking on her tits. She was kissing the man on her left when suddenly she jerked her face away from him and looked to the right. I saw that the man on her right had cum on her leg. She said something and the man on the right said something and she brought her hand up and looked at it. Cum was dripping off her fingers and she looked at the hand for a couple of seconds and then she licked her hand clean. The man on the right said something and then laughed and then the man on the left said something and Belinda turned her attention to him. Her left hand let go of his cock and she took it in her right hand and started beating him off while the two of them swapped tongues. In less than a minute he shot his wad, Belinda licked her hand clean and then began wiping up the mess with her skirt. By the time Belinda had gotten the man on her left off Carla and the man fucking her had finished and they were rearranging their clothes. The man on Belinda's right had put his cock away and zipped up and so I guessed they were getting ready to go. I quietly climbed out of the dumpster and headed back to my car and then waited to see what would happen next. Several minutes later Belinda pulled out from behind the dumpster and parked by the door of the bar. Everyone got out and headed into the bar, but before Belinda followed them she opened the truck of the car and got out bag and took it into the bar with her. Twenty minutes later Belinda and Carla came out, got in the car and drove off and I started up my car and drove home. As I drove home I thought about what I had just witnessed. Belinda had abandoned herself to the mouths and hands of three men and had had three different cocks in her hand, two of which she had jacked off to completion. She had vehemently said no to a blow job and in the three times I had managed to watch her she had not been fucked. I suppose what she was doing was cheating, but I had to ask myself if it was 'bad' cheating. Was she just having some vicarious fun and thinking as long as she didn't fuck them and suck them it was okay? I don't know what she was thinking, but I do know what I thought about it. She was lying to me and had been for several months. She was not working late and her girl's night out was a lot more than just that. Even if she hadn't fucked or sucked the men she had gone out to the parking lot with, how many hand jobs had she given? How many times had she licked some guy off her fingers and then come home to me and kissed me? And what was I going to do about it? If I was right Belinda would be coming home hotter that a forest fire and wanting to fuck. I debated being in bed and pretending to be asleep, but in the end I decided to be mean. I was in the kitchen when Belinda got home and when she walked in she said: "Oh goody, you're up" and she went to kiss me and I turned my face away from her. She pulled back and said, "Why did you do that?" "You need to do something about your breath." She looked at me for a second and then said, "I guess I'd better hurry up and do it then since I'm horny as hell and intend to take advantage of the fact that you are up." "Not tonight sweetie. I've had a miserable headache almost all day. That's why I'm still up; it hurts my head to lie down." She was clearly upset that she wasn't going to get her itch scratched, but what could she do but accept it like I had to when she used the headache excuse on me. "Well I'm going to bed then, I hope you feel better in the morning" and she headed for the bedroom. I went into the living room, picked up a magazine and read it until I thought Belinda had been in bed long enough to fall asleep and then I went to the bedroom and checked. She was softly snoring away so I got her car keys from her purse and went out to her car. I opened the trunk and saw two bags. I checked one and saw that it held the cum covered nylons she had been wearing and the skirt she had used to wipe things up with. The other bag had a couple of changes of underwear, nylons, two skirts and a blouse. Down at the bottom of the bag were six still wrapped condoms. If she hadn't already done it, Belinda was clearly getting ready to fuck someone. I put everything back where I found it, closed the trunk and then went back inside the house and went to bed. In the morning I was up and out of the house before Belinda woke up. I spent most of my day at work thinking about what to do. I decided to go straight at it. That night when I got home Belinda asked me how my head was and I said I was fine. "Did you take aspirin or something? You seemed to be sleeping soundly when I got up to go to the bathroom." "I didn't have a headache last night, I just didn't want to fuck you." That got her attention because I'd never used that word with her before. For over twenty years we had made love, we had never fucked. She gave me a strange look and then asked: "Why didn't you want to make love to me?" "I didn't want sloppy seconds." Her face got red and she angrily snapped, "How dare you accuse me of something like that?" "Where were you last night?" "I was working late. You know that because I called you at work and told you." "Yes, and you were lying through your teeth" I said as I got ready to tell one of my own. "I worked late last night and I thought it might be a nice idea to stop and get some take out, drop by your place, have a quick bite to eat with you before going home. Imagine my surprise to find the place locked up tight, no lights on and the parking lot empty. So tell me Belinda, who were you with and what were you doing?" She was silent for several seconds and then she said, "I went out and had a few drinks with Carla." "Carla and who else?" "Nobody else, just me and Carla." "And all those other nights you said you were working late?" "Spending time with Carla." "Just Carla? "Yes." "And what did you and 'just Carla' do?" "We just went out for drinks and talked." "And for that you had to lie to me?" "You made your feeling about her clear when you called her a round heeled whore. I thought it would be best if I never brought her name up any more. She's my friend, I like her, I like talking to her and I like spending time with her. You don't like what you were hearing about her so I kept it from you." "And I'm supposed to accept that? You tell me how big a slut she is and then you go and run with her and I'm supposed to just accept it when you tell me that all you do is drink and talk?" "It's true." "I don't believe you, but I have too much invested in this marriage to push it. I am going to say that I don't want associating with her any more." "I'm forty-three years old John; I'm way past having other people decide who I can be friends with and who I can't." "That gets to be your choice then. Your marriage or your friend. Here is how I see it. I've been the only man in your life and you listen to Carla tell you about all the fun she is having with all the guys and it makes you curious about other men. That will eventually lead you to try another man or two, if you haven't already, and I won't live with that. You keep running with Carla and you will kill your marriage. You get to make the choice." "Damn it John, that's not fair. I told you I haven't done anything and I don't intend to." "I've said my piece Belinda. It is all on you now" and I got up from the table and went out into the garage to change the oil and spark plug on the lawn mower. I was giving her a free ride on what she had already done. I was pissed at her, but you don't just throw away a marriage that had been good for twenty-three years. I had convinced myself that she hadn't yet let another man fuck her even though the condoms in her trunk told me she was considering it. I could get over the necking and the hand jobs, but I knew if she kept hanging with Carla it was only a matter of time until those condoms started to get used. I'd made my speech and my position on the matter should be crystal clear to Belinda so all I could do was wait and see. It was three the next afternoon when Belinda called me at work. "I just wanted to let you know I'll be late getting home tonight." "Oh? Working late again?" I said sarcastically." "No John, Carla and I are going to stop for drinks." "Okay Belinda, just remember, it was your choice" and I hung up on her. I walked down to the bosses office and told him I need to leave early to take care of a personal problem. I stopped by a storage place and bought some boxes and by nine that night I had everything that I wanted out of the house and was checked into a motel. I turned off my cell phone and went to bed. I hadn't been at work five minutes the next morning when Belinda called me on the phone. "What did you do John?" "I moved out." "Why in God's name did you do that?" "I told you that the choice was yours Belinda. I made it as plain as I could that the choice was your marriage or Carla and at three in the afternoon yesterday you called me and told me that your choice was Carla. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get to work." "You are being absolutely unreasonable John." "I don't think so Belinda. Good-bye" and I hung up on her. The phone rang almost immediately and I saw from caller ID that it was Belinda so I didn't answer it. She called a dozen more times during the day and I didn't take one of them. She was waiting for me in the parking lot when I got off work. "We need to talk John." "No we don't. I said my piece the other night." "John, I don't know where your head is, but you are off your rocker if you think that my associating with Carla is going to make me cheat on you." "Define cheating for me Belinda. What is and what isn't cheating?" "Having affairs with other men." "Is that all? Aren't there other forms of cheating also?" "What are you getting at John?" "Let me give you a few examples Belinda and then you tell me if they are cheating or not cheating. A married woman leaves a bar with a man who is not her husband, gets in a car with him and necks with him for half an hour. Is that cheating? How about while they are necking he plays with her tits and she gives him a hand job; is that cheating?" She just stared at me and I could swear that I read "what does he know" in her eyes. "Well, what is your answer?" "She doesn't make love to the man?" "No." "Then she isn't really cheating." "See Belinda, that is where we differ. I think it is cheating." "What has that got to do with us and the situation that we are in?" "It is what you did Belinda. It is what you did the three times that I know of and God only knows how many other times." She was indignant, "How in the hell can you accuse me of something like that?" "Easy Belinda, I watched. Bowling has been over for three weeks now. Two weeks ago since I didn't have to bowl I thought I'd stop in at the lounge, have a couple of drinks with you and meet some of your co-workers. When I walked in you were out on the dance floor with some guy and he was feeling you up and you were doing nothing to stop him. I moved to a dark corner and I sat and watched you and I was in the parking lot watching you when he got in your car with you and you did what you did." I saw her face go pale as what I was telling her registered on her. "The next Thursday I was back in that same dark corner when you and your group walked in and I watched you in the booth with Carla and the three guys and I was outside in my car when you went and got in the mans car and I saw what you did." I stared at her for a few seconds and then said, "You cheated on me Belinda. You can say that what you did wasn't cheating all you want, but to me it was. Why do you have rubbers in the trunk of your car?" "What?" "Simple question Belinda, why do you have rubbers in the trunk of your car?" "You are out of your mind John." I snatched her purse away from her and took out her car keys. I walked over to the trunk of her car and put the key in the lock. "Are you sure I'm out of my mind Belinda? When I open this trunk what am I going to find?" She just stared at me without saying a word so I popped open the trunk. There were the same two bags. I picked up the smaller of the two and dumped it out. There was a skirt, a thong and a pair of nylons and they all had traces of dried cum on them. "What's this Belinda?" and I held up the stained pair of nylons. She just stared at me wordlessly and I dropped the nylons and picked up the other bag. "This bag had six condoms in it the other night. How many are there in there now Belinda? Are there still six in there now, or did some get used last night while you were out having, what was it you said, having drinks with Carla?" I dropped the bag back in the trunk as I said, "I don't really want to know how many rubbers are in the bag Belinda. If it is any less than six I don't know what I might do. You still haven't answered my question Belinda, why do you have condoms in the trunk? And while I am on the subject, why are there cum stained nylons, a cum stained skirt and a cum stained thong in your trunk?" I closed the trunk and walked over to her and handed her the keys and then I walked around her and opened the door to my car. Behind me I heard her say: "It isn't what you think John, I can explain." I turned to face her and said, "Okay, I'm listening." "That stuff is Carla's. She doesn't have a car so when we go out I drive and she keeps that stuff in the trunk." "The cum stained clothes?" "You've heard me talk about her John, about how wild she is. A lot of the times we go out she will go out in the parking lot with some guy and she always has spare clothes in case things get messy." "And you don't understand why I didn't want you around her?" "I'm a grown women John and I can take care of myself. Just because Carla is wild doesn't mean I will be." "So you maintain that the clothes and rubbers are Carla's?" "Yes." "Carla doesn't use rubbers Belinda. Not one rubber was used when she fucked those three men on your back seat while you were parked behind the dumpster the other night." I saw the shock register on her face. "That's right Belinda, I saw it all. What Carla did on the back seat and what you did on the front seat. I watched you use your skirt to clean up the mess and I saw you go back into the bar and change out of the dirty skirt into a clean one. Those cum stained clothes are yours, not Carla's. While I'm on the subject, the other night behind the dumpster you were wearing white cotton undies so that means the cum stained thong is from last night. What do you have to say now Belinda? I still want you to tell me why you have condoms." She didn't say a word, just stood there and looked at me like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. "I knew all of this when we talked night before last. You want to know why I turned my head when you tried to kiss me? I had just finished watching you lick the cum of two men off your fingers. No way was I going to let your mouth touch mine after that." I thought I saw her getting ready to tear up on me. She knew that I hated to see her cry and she was getting ready to try and use that fact to get to me, but it wasn't going to work this time. "Even knowing that Belinda, even knowing everything that I'd found out and seen on the three nights I watched you I sucked it up and put it behind me to try and save our marriage. All I asked was that you put and end to what you were doing with Carla. I gave you a "Get out of jail free" card Belinda and last night you tore it up and threw it away. At three o'clock yesterday afternoon you called me and told me that you were choosing your nights fucking around in parking lots over our marriage. Marriage over, I moved out. It is as simple as that." I got in my car, started it up and drove away while she stood there and watched me go. 6840 2.06/512345

Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 01

My wife Yashodhara and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she was a school teacher back home in India. We were high school sweethearts, so even though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15 years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and Yashodhara. Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Yashodhara would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive, we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Yashodhara decided that she wanted to become a school teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an education degree program in a local community college. We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Yashodhara with her classes. She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the determination to become a school teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at 6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to school, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her. Yashodhara was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Yashodhara had her mind set on, would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color, because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Yashodhara was adamant. She said she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent. For the first week or so, she waited at school for me to pick her up. But one day in the second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm. "Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy. "Hi honey, what's up?" I asked. "Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling with delight. "Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked. "Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back." "Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said. "Yeah!" That's when I heard the beep of call waiting. "Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up. When I got home, Yashodhara told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the fuel expenses. The next day, Yashodhara said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon had refused saying it wasn't necessary. Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women. And as far as looks go, Yashodhara was a bombshell. At 5 ft 3 she wasn't tall enough to become a model. But if not for her height, she easily could have become one. She had a flawless milky white complexion and a heart-shaped face with grey eyes. As if the face itself wasn't attractive enough, she had perfectly shaped 34C boobs without any sag, and an hourglass figure with a petite waist and a curvy well rounded ass. And below the ass, she had the slender and contoured legs of a goddess. My wife always drew second and even third glances from strangers, which always made me feel lucky that I managed to bag her early in high school. Because there was no way a beauty like her would have reached adulthood without being pursued by dozens of eligible men more attractive than me. So I could understand why Ramon was happy to have my beautiful wife in his car every day and not take any money for it. I am sure he would have paid her to let him drop her home. he had to have been attracted to her. Few men weren't. And sure enough, a couple of days later, I got the evidence of his being attracted to her. "Something awkward happened today." Yashodhara said to me as soon as I stepped in the door. "Is that so?" I asked. "Today, when Ramon drove me here and I was about to get out of the car, he asked me if I'd like to go have coffee with him." she said, blushing a bit. "Ah ha. And what did you say?" "I didn't know what exactly he meant. If he was asking just as a friend or something else. I mean, he knows I am married. So it couldn't have been like a date type thing, right?" Yashodhara asked me sincerely. "How would I know? I have never even met the guy. Anyway, what did you say?" I asked. "I just said I had homework to do, so maybe some other time." she said. "You said some other time?" "I know. I was just sort of avoiding it. But that actually made him happy. He said sure, we could do it some other time. When? let's make a date. And then took out his palm pilot and started looking at his calendar!" she said. "Well, what do you expect? So what did you say?" I asked. "Nothing. I just said, no, I am not sure of my plans. And I just got out of the car and came inside." she said. "Hmmm. OK." "So what do you think, Ajit?" "What do I think about what, honey?" "Should I just stop getting a ride from him?" she asked, with a worried look on her face. I thought about her question. Actually, I pretended to think about her question. Because truth be told, the idea of some guy flirting with my wife turned me on a little bit. I had always enjoyed reading erotic stories where men liked to see their wives with others. And I had fantasized very often about Yashodhara and other men. But I had never quite mustered up the courage to actually share these fantasies with her. And now that there was an actual guy flirting with her, I was intrigued to see how the situation would unfold. "No, that'd be silly." I finally said. "So he asked you out. who wouldn't? You're a bomb, and you know it." "Ajit!!" she said blushing. "Oh yeah, you're a bomb. In fact if you were married to someone else, I'd still want to go after you." I said, pulling her in my arms. "Hehe, you're such a rogue." she said, and hid her face in my chest. "That I am. But anyway, seriously, I don't think it's that big a deal. You should still take rides from him. We're in America now. People asking each other out on dates is normal. And refusing them is normal too." I said. And that's where the matter ended. Or so I thought for a couple of days, because Yashodhara didn't bring up Ramon and I didn't ask about him either. But then one day, as we were having dinner talking about each other's days, Yashodhara suddenly said, "You know, this Ramon guy is getting very naughty with each passing day." "What? what do you mean each passing day?" I asked, surprised and a little curious. "Well, ever since that day when he asked me for the coffee thing, he has been acting a lot more flirtatiously." she said looking at me. "How so?" I asked. "Well, honestly, nothing really too drastic. But not too minor either. He compliments me on what I am wearing or how I look." "Yeah, but that's normal, isn't it?" I asked. "Yes, but sometimes it is beyond just the "you look pretty today" which other people say too. Like two days back, he told me how my eyes are enchanting, and how once he looks into them, it is very difficult to look away." she said, shrugging. "Ok..." this was getting interesting. "And yesterday he said I had the most perfect luscious lips he had ever seen. Not too thin, not too pouty. And he envied you for getting to kiss them whenever you wanted." she said. "Wow. That is some heavy flirting." I said, getting a little excited at the idea. "Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to that. But then, today he asked me on a date again. This time dinner and drinks downtown." she said. "What?" I said, almost spitting my food out. I was not surprised that he asked Yashodhara out, but that she seemed so calm about it. "Yeah, but don't worry. I firmly refused. And then I told him that all his flirting and comments and everything was making me uncomfortable and I was thinking of not taking rides from him any more." she said. "Oh, so what did he say?" I asked. "He got very apologetic. Said he was sorry if he was crossing any lines and he didn't mean to. And that the flirting and everything was just for fun. And if it made me uncomfortable, he would stop." she said and continued, "He said he found me very attractive physically, but was not really interested in me romantically. So I should not worry and that from now on he would behave like a gentleman." "Hmm...fair enough. Like I said, what man wouldn't be attracted to you physically?" "So I have decided that I will see how he acts tomorrow. If he continues to be weird, I'll just wait for you to pick me up." The next day, Yashodhara told me, with a big sense of relief that Ramon had been perfectly gentlemanly, like he used to be in the initial days. No compliments, no looks, no flirting. I was a little disappointed to be honest, but she seemed happy. Which was all that mattered. A couple more weeks passed by and Yashodhara's car was just a month away from being delivered. In those times, I asked her a couple of times about Ramon, but she always said he was being decent so I didn't pursue the questioning much. However, over the last 3-4 days, I had begun to notice a change in Yashodhara's mood. She always seemed very quiet, or lost in thoughts. Often, I'd catch her staring into nothingness as if thinking really hard about something. But when I asked her what she was thinking about, she usually said it was about something she was taught in class. But I couldn't help but wonder if she was hiding something from me and if it had to do with Ramon. Then one night, my suspicions were confirmed. Yashodhara had been even quieter than usual. We were both in bed, reading. I was reading a novel, and she was reading notes from class. Suddenly she put her notes down and looking straight ahead, said to me, "Ajit, I need to tell you something." "Okay, tell me." I said, relieved that finally she was sharing something. "Well, don't get mad. But over the last few days, there have been a few....happenings that I should have probably told you right away." she said. "What happenings?" I asked. "Well, I first thought it was just a minor thing I could put an end to right away. So I didn't want to bother you with it and get you worried. But I feel like I am lying to you by not telling it and.." "Yashodhara! Stop with the explanations and just get to the point." I said impatiently. "Okay." she said and took a long pause. "Where do I begin?" "Just tell me from the start." I said. "Well, a few days back I had to hand in an important assignment. But I forgot it at home on the table. Just slipped my mind completely. So I told the instructor that, but she didn't believe me. She said I was making an excuse because I had not done it. And she would give me a zero on it if I didn't get it to her within an hour." "Alright. So?" I asked. "So that day it was snowing a lot, so the buses were running late. And I called up a cab company but they said they couldn't send anyone over for 45 minutes. Which meant the deadline would pass. I tried calling you but it went to voicemail because you were in a meeting" Yashodhara said, looking very sad. I did remember when she had called me but I could not call back because of an important meeting. "Well, I was just sitting there, on the verge of crying when Ramon passed by on his way to another class. He asked me why I looked so upset and I told him. He very nicely offered to drive me over right away. I tried to say no, because that meant he would have to miss his class. but he insisted. And he had been such a gentleman for a while. So I accepted his offer of help. He drove me home in the heavy snowfall and I was able to submit the assignment just in time before the one hour deadline ran out." "Okay. I still don't see..." "I'm getting to it. I came out of the instructor's office submitting the assignment, and I was so happy and relieved that I was almost jumping with joy. Ramon, who was waiting outside, asked - she took it? And I nodded happily. And then he opened his arms saying - Yayy! And I just got caught up in the moment and hugged him, saying thank you a lot of times." Yashodhara said and paused. "That's it? A hug? That's what you are so upset about." I said and she looked at me pointedly, so I said "There's more, right?" "Yes, well, initially he was hugging me very normally, like a friend. But then he sort of pulled me closer, held me in a tight embrace and kissed me on my neck." "Oh." "And I am sorry Ajit, but to be honest that really felt nice at that moment. I should have immediately pulled back. But for some reason I didn't." "How does he look?" I asked and Yashodhara stared at me for a moment before answering. "He looks very handsome and athletic. Tall, well-built, great body. Yes, to be honest that sort of played a role in it too. He is kinda attractive. Anyway, when I didn't react to his kissing my neck, and just stayed like that in his arms, he took it as a signal to do more. So he raised his face from my neck, pulled my head back a little and......and started kissing me....on the lips" "What?" I asked, more in shock than anger. "But it didn't last very long." Yashodhara added hastily. "Barely a second, and I came to my senses and pulled away. So it didn't last very long.......that time." "That time? There were other times?" "After that I pulled away and sort of ran to the bathroom. Then I went to the next class and avoided him for a while. Then when classes ended, I decided to just take a bus. So I was waiting at the bus stop in heavy snow. That's when he pulled up in his car and insisted that I get in so that we could talk. It was snowing really badly and I was feeling very cold so after refusing a couple of times, I got in. After I got in, he started talking. He said that he had always been very attracted to me physically and clearly I was too. So he said why not just try a little bit of no-strings-attached, no emotional-complications fun? I said I have a husband. He replied by saying so what? He had a girlfriend too. A little bit of indulgence makes relationships stronger." "Hmmm." I said, with a poker face. "Anyway, I said I could never cheat on my husband. And he said he wouldn't push me anywhere i didn't want to go. He wasn't even asking for sex. Just a kiss for now. A proper kiss. I shook my head. He said think about it and then silently kept driving. As I sat in the car I decided this had gone too far. After he dropped me off, I would thank him and then refuse to get a ride with him again. By the time we reached here, I had made up my mind to just walk away and end it. And never tell you about it, Because it was just a small mistake." she said. "But that didn't happen, did it?" I asked and Yashodhara shook her head. "Here's what happened. Once he stopped in front of our house, I turned to him and was about to say something when he said - I can see from your face what your answer is going to be. And you probably don't want me to give you rides home either. And I understand. But can I just ask just one final thing? A favor or something...maybe a thank you for my helping you today? So I asked him what he wanted. and he said, just a kiss. One kiss, that's all." "Maybe it was his mentioning the assignment favor that made me feel a little guilty. And maybe, to be honest, I was a little curious to see how it would feel to kiss another man apart from you. Whatever it was, I nodded. And as soon as I did he leaned over, put his arm around my shoulder and started kissing me. Very....passionately." "Was it a short kiss?" I asked. "No, it was a long lingering kiss. I liked it. He is a great kisser. You are great too, he is just different. And I don't know, maybe I liked the novelty in variety. But yes, I loved it. And we kissed for about a minute or so. Then he broke the kiss and looked at me. Somehow looking at his face brought me down to earth and I immediately got out of the car and ran into the house." "And?" I asked. "And" she continued "the next day, I should have just taken the bus or asked you to pick me up. But somehow, I just fell into the spell. When he pulled up the car near the college exit, I got in. He drove me home, and again we kissed, for longer." "Was it just a kiss or more?" I asked. "For a couple of days, it was just the kiss. At the end when he dropped me home. I kept telling myself that a kiss was no big deal. But today it went a little further." she said. I wanted to ask how much further. But I stayed silent, waiting for her to volunteer the information. "Today, after he stopped the car in front of the house, we started kissing goodbye. And a little while into the kiss, I felt his hand go under my coat and rest on my stomach over the sweater. I was wearing a top, a thick sweater and jeans with the thick woolen coat. Before when we had kissed, he did touch me here or there. But all those layers of clothing meant he couldn't really fondle me. Today he slipped his hand, first under the jacket, then slowly under the sweater, and finally inside my top. And Ajit, I am sorry if this makes you hate me, but I liked the new touch of a new man. My brain kept saying I should stop it, but my body wouldn't obey. And before I knew it, his hands were inside my bra cups, fondling my boobs and playing with my nipples." I stayed absolutely silent. Mainly because I was grappling with my own conflicting emotions of arousal and jealousy. "Then when he started taking his hand behind my back to unhook my bra, I suddenly came to my senses, and pushed him away. He sat back, looking a bit upset. I just gave him a quick look of anger and adjusted my clothes and got out of the car. And after that, I have been agonizing about telling you all this. And now I have told it to you." Yashodhara said and finally fell silent. I quietly looked at her. She looked back. Then I said, "I need some time alone to think." 9240 2.20/512345