Wanting Tina Back

Randall sat on the park bench with his back straight and wearing crisp, freshly pressed clothes, as if he were about to have a job interview. However, the roses in his hand gave away that he was waiting for a woman he wanted to make his best impression on. One of his knees was bouncing up and down with nervous energy, which made him seem more like a teenager waiting for his first date than a college age man waiting for his girlfriend of over a year. Randall was good looking in a boyish way. He was fit and athletic, but had a naive look in his bright blue eyes and blond hair. Although he had grown up in the city, he looked like he had grown up on a farm and had just come to the big city. He was earnest and sincere, and it showed. It was a beautiful sunny day in the middle of summer, so he didn't need a jacket. There were a few people walking through the park on the wide pathway in front of him. A little distance from Randall on the other side of the path were some trees, and people moved about in them, obscured by the leaves and bushes. An old couple holding hands walked by and smiled at him, imagining that he was at the start of a budding romance. Randall smiled back at them, because he didn't want to spoil their illusion with the reality that he was there to try and convince his girlfriend to stay with him. He could almost sense her presence coming as if there was a buzz among the people around him. Almost as if a celebrity were walking this way and people were noticing. She was that beautiful. Men noticed her and sized her up, thinking about what she would look like in bed, and women sized her up, comparing themselves and, for most women, wishing they looked like that. Randall turned to look down the wide pathway, and then stood up to receive her. Tina was of ethnic descent, with golden tan skin and almond shaped eyes. Her hair was dark brown, but she had subtle blond streaks which gave her an exotic look. She had long legs and an hourglass figure, topped with huge breasts. On that day she was wearing jean cut of shorts that barely covered her ass and accentuated her long legs, and a plain white T-shirt with a scoop neck that displayed ample cleavage. Her high heels clicked as she walked with confidence, at ease with the fact that everyone noticed as she walked by. One guy even bumped into a streetlight he was so distracted by Tina, and she laughed a soft, playful laugh. She smiled her beautiful smile with perfect white teeth as she approached Randall. "Are those for me?" Tina asked as she got within arms reach of Randall. He held the bouquet of three roses and small white flowers to her. "Of course," Randall replied as she took them. She smelled them and then gave him a hug. He melon sized breasts, firm and soft, pressed into him and he felt his penis respond with anticipation. When they released their hug, Randall couldn't help but glance down, looking straight into her cleavage. She caught his glance and smiled. She liked it when he looked at her with lust in his eyes. "Did you want to talk here?" Tina asked. "Is this okay?" Randall asked. For an answer, Tina sat down on the bench, placing the roses on one side of her, along with her small purse. Randall sat on the other side, turned toward her as much as he could. There was an awkward pause as neither of them knew where to begin, though Tina was much more at ease, knowing that Randall would eventually say something. "I still love you," Randall said. "I know," was all Tina said in response. Randall had hoped for more, and was crushed because her answer revealed that she had already moved on more than he was hoping. Randall knew it was going to be a difficult task trying to convince Tina to stay with him. He had caught her with another man, and although he was ready to forgive her, she was ready to leave. He was determined to appeal to the depth of the relationship they had, and convince her that it was worth staying for. Their relationship was an intense one, starting a little over a year ago when they met in an English literature class at university. It was the second semester of the school year. She was in her first year, and he was taking an elective in his second year to satisfy the complicated credits requirements that seemed to be half the battle of getting through university. She was obviously pretty, but conservative. She had her hair tied back into a severe ponytail, her clothes were baggy, and she wore little to no make up. Not that it wasn't obvious she wasn't attractive. A woman with large breasts can come across as looking a little overweight if they wear baggy clothes that take away from the curves that accentuate their figure. However, any guy who looked closely enough could tell that underneath the fabric was a body that was at least decent and possibly really good. Her skin and structure of her face were like a doll's, and what attracted Randall the most. He knew that even though she was dressing conservatively and possibly insecure about her looks, Randall knew that other guys would quickly see what he saw, so right from the first day he made a move to sit beside her and strike up a conversation. Right from that moment on, they were on a road to a relationship. Randall was at ease with picking up women. He wasn't a player or overly aggressive, but he was charming and genuinely friendly. He had gone out with his share of women before meeting Tina, and wasn't lacking self confidence. The story with Tina was that she had come from a small town that was quite conservative. She had never dated, and this was her first time away from home. While she had undeniable potential for beauty, her parents were strict that she work hard at school and not be distracted by boys. The result was that she was quite smart, but shy. She was hesitant to have sex for quite a long while, but Randall sensed that she was a keeper. She was charming, innocent but not naive, and liked to laugh. Although they didn't have sex during the entirety of that semester, they did make out a lot, and slowly Randall discovered that underneath her conservative covering, she had not only a fine body, but an absolutely killer body. She could easily be on the cover of Maxim magazine and put other models to shame. She was fit, exercised, and was naturally blessed with incredible proportions, including huge tits. They spent the summer in their own little world. Randall encouraged Tina to dress a little more sexy. He was careful not to pressure her so that she felt like she had to dress to please him. He just constantly tried to reassure her that she was beautiful and should enjoy what she had been blessed with. She hesitated at first, but when she saw how dressing a little sexier, like with a shorter skirt, excited Randall, she began to enjoy the reaction. One time they walked by a store, and Randall was stopped by something he saw in the window. "What are you looking at?" Tina asked. She looked in the direction that Randall was looking in. Randall didn't have to answer for her to know he was looking at a white Chanel dress. The store was a Chanel store, so this wasn't some knock off. The dress was simple, and yet did all the details right, as a high quality dress should do. The wearer would look sexy, not slutty. "I couldn't wear that!" Tina said. "Why not?" Randall asked. "I bet you would look amazing in it! It's like it was made for you." "It's probably way too expensive anyway," Tina said, and stepped to move on. However, Randall was holding her hand, and he didn't move, so she had to stop mid step. "Let's go in and you can try it on," he said. She opened her mouth to object, but before she could speak, Randall intercepted her. "There's no harm in just trying it on." Seeing that Randall would not be dissuaded, she reluctantly agreed. A few minutes later, and after talking to a slightly doubtful saleswoman, Tina was in a changing room with Randall waiting in a chair outside. The saleswoman clearly would have preferred to not bother with two students who almost certainly couldn't afford the dress. However, it could have been a confrontation to make an issue of it, so the saleswoman resigned herself to largely ignoring them. As a result, Randall was alone in the little alcove outside of Tina's dressing room. "How does it fit?" Randall asked, speaking a little louder to be heard over the distance between them. "Perfectly." Tina said. In her voice there was a hesitation, a nervousness, as if she couldn't believe herself how well it fit. "Can I see it?" Randall asked hopefully. "It's too..." Tina paused. Randall could hear shuffling as she turned side to side to see herself from all angles in the mirrors inside. "It's too sexy." Tina said at last, not realizing that for Randall, that was all the more reason to want to see her in it. His imagination ran wild, imagining her curves, her cleavage and her legs all on display in the dress. "Please come out." Randall asked with an obvious hint of begging in his voice. "If we're not going to buy it, at least let me take a look at you in it." There was a long pause, and then the curtain slowly moved. Tina was revealed, and she looked incredible. "Wow! You look incredible!" Randall blurted out. Then, suddenly, Tina closed the curtain again. Randall hadn't laid eyes upon her long enough to really hang on to the image of her. He had a fading impression of her looking incredible, but it wasn't enough. "Tina! What's wrong? You look great! Don't be embarrassed." "It's not embarrassment," Tina said. "I just don't have clothes like this. I don't want you to see me like this and want it all the time and be disappointed that I can't look like this all the time." "Tina, I'm never disappointed in how you look," Randall said. "Aren't I always the one telling you how amazingly beautiful you are?" "But neither of us can afford this dress," Tina said with disappointment in her voice. Randall realized that she wasn't hiding because she didn't want to look like that, but because she did want to look like that. "Tina, one day I'm going to buy this dress for you," Randall said with a firm resolve in his voice. "They'll probably have sold it by then," Tina said, not wanting to talk Randall out of it, but trying to keep her expectations down. "It will only take a maybe a few months," Randall said, "if I work at it. I'll check with the sales staff." While Randall talked to the unimpressed sales woman about how long the dress would be available, and if he could hold it for an extended period, Tina took it off and got back into her regular clothes. Randall left that day with the feeling that the day he gave her that dress would be a symbolic day. More than just a nice gift, it would demonstrate his devotion to providing for Tina everything she wanted. By the end of the summer, she was dressing boldly, with short skirts, short shorts, high heels, and low cut shirts and dresses. She let her hair down, and started experimenting with make up. Her confidence grew, and that, more than anything, attracted Randall. He loved seeing her feel good about herself, and supported her new self assurance. Shortly before the next year of school started they had sex after she came back from a short trip home to meet her parents. Her parents didn't approve of her new look, but she was gaining independence from them. When she got back, both she and Randall were so excited after the absence that they just couldn't stop it. It wasn't fantastic sex, as she was a little scared and stiff, but Randall was happy to have crossed that line. At this point he was convinced that this might be the love of his life, so he was in it for the long term. Over the next couple of weeks, sex became a more regular part of their relationship. She wouldn't go down on him or let him go down on her, because her conservative attitudes about sex still had an influence. However, as she relaxed more she enjoyed fucking more, and came to want it more. As her confidence grew, and her outward appearance became more deliberately sexy, she began to be more and more noticed by men around her. She clearly liked it, and so did Randall. One time, just a few days before the school year started, they were at a book store, and they went separate ways. Randall had to get some books on finance, and Tina stayed in the art history section. After about twenty minutes, Randall came back to where Tina was, and found a guy hitting on her. Just as Randall turned the corner, Randall saw the man hand a card to Tina as he was walking away. Randall didn't get a good look at him, except that he was in suit, and a little taller. "Who was that?" Randall asked as came up to Tina. "Nobody," Tina said. "Just some guy asking me out." Randall was a little surprised. He looked at Tina with new eyes. In her tight jeans and her gravity defying breasts just visible under her loose fitting blouse, she had come a long way since he first met her. Of course other men would find her hot and hit on her. It's what Randall had been helping her to become. Seeing her actually be hit on for the first time, though, made Randall fully appreciate what she had become. He realized she was probably being hit on all the time when he wasn't around. He was jealous, but she seemed to blow it off, so he did too after a while. That night, however, things were different. They were in Randall's dorm room, having sex. Tina seemed a little distracted, though, despite Randall trying his best. He had to ask her a few times if something was wrong, and she denied it, but clearly she had something on her mind. Randall pressed a bit, and then she brought up the guy who had hit on her. "Do you think he's thinking about me?" Tina asked. "What do you mean?" Randall asked. "Like, right now?" "Maybe," Tina said. "Is it... normal for a guy to, you know, touch himself, thinking about a woman he just saw that day?" "Yeah, sure," Randall said. "Why?" For an answer, Tina seemed to be getting more responsive to the sex. She closed her eyes, and softly moaned. Suddenly, it hit Randall. She was turned on thinking about the other man wanting her. "He might be spanking off right now, thinking about you," Randall added as quickly as he realized the case. Tina looked even that much more sexy when she was in the throws of passion, and he was eager to see it. He would do anything to turn her on. "I like it when men look at me," Tina whispered, as if she were confiding a dirty secret. She clutched at him harder and he began to thrust into her as hard as he could. "I bet he's thinking about you right now, wishing he was where I was, fucking you," Randall said breathlessly. "I bet he's so frustrated he can't be with you!" Randall added, and Tina let out a moan of pleasure like she never had before. She loved that another man wanted her but couldn't have her. After that night, it became a regular part of their sex. They would talk about Tina being desired by men, and she loved the thought of men masturbating thinking about her. She loved to feel beautiful, wanted, desired. Randall liked it too, both because it turned her on, and because it wasn't a bad feeling to be with a woman so desired by other men. Usually Tina was hit on by men when Randall wasn't around, so often she would mention to Randall about some new guy hitting on her. She was hit on daily, so there was plenty of guys to talk about. However, because Randall had actually seen the man in the bookstore, they would come back now and again to speculating about him. When school started back up again, it was like a whole new debut for Tina. Right from the first day, as she would walk around campus, people would stare and whisper and make comments. Guys started coming up to her on a daily basis. Women were clearly envious. They would nudge their boyfriends with irritation as their boyfriends would stare at Tina as she walked by. Randall couldn't help but like the attention as well. To be with the most beautiful woman on campus boosted his ego. He felt a little guilty for indulging in the feeling of having a trophy girlfriend, but when he confessed to her about her feelings about it, she consoled him by saying she liked it too. Never before in her life had she been the center of attention like this, and he had helped her come out of her shell, so why shouldn't he enjoy it as well? The first two months of school were the best time in Randall's life. It wasn't just that his social life had improved because Tina was getting invited to more social events that he would go to with her. It wasn't just that he was the envy of all the men at the school. It wasn't just that he had this incredibly beautiful woman to be with. It was that Tina was sweet and caring, and not at all like the stereotype of a beautiful woman. Having been conservative for so long, she was appreciative of the attention, and didn't take her looks for granted. She wasn't egotistical or cold. She was also intelligent and able to converse about anything. Randall was on the verge of proposing to her. How could one ever hope for anything more from a woman than what he had with Tina? Things began to change as the weather got colder. The attention Tina got from other men seemed to increase, and she enjoyed it more and more. Randall didn't mind, though, as it was a natural part of being with such a beautiful woman. The first change was subtle. In the bedroom, they would still talk about other men wanting her, but then Tina started to want to explore Randall's feelings. She asked how Randall would feel if he were one of the guys hitting on her, instead of her boyfriend. She asked if he ever thought about her and masturbated when she wasn't around. Randall confided that he did, and Tina like the thought of that. She even wanted to know when he would do it so she could phone and catch him in the act. She liked to talk to him while he spanked off. When she asked Randall about how he would feel if it were him hitting on her instead of being her boyfriend, he found it difficult to answer. Obviously, he would see how beautiful she was and want her like any man. However, the way he knew her now, he also knew she was a fun and interesting person as well. His attraction was more than just looks. It was hard for Randall to imagine not knowing that about her, and that influenced his perceptions of what he might think if he were one of the many guys hitting on her. He told Tina that if he knew what he knew, but wasn't her boyfriend, he might become obsessed with her. She loved hearing about that. Hearing how bad he needed her, how he longed for her when she wasn't around, turned her on. Randall would pursue any fetish in the bedroom that turned her on more, so he would confess to her all his deepest feelings. The attention she got from men became more and more, and in a self perpetuating cycle, as Tina became more emboldened by the attention, she would wear more provocative clothes and make up. The men paying attention to Tina became bolder too. Instead of just hearing about it after the fact from Tina, Randall would see men clustering around her. Randall often found that if ever he left her alone, he would soon find her talking with other men. Sometimes, when he came up to meet her, she would be talking to one or two men and then as soon as Randall got within earshot, they would disperse, and she would be evasive about what they were talking about. Randall reacted by trying to keep his circle of friends smaller. He would arrange that it was only him, Tina, and his friends Ryan, Andy, and John. John was one of Randall's best friends. By having John around, Randall felt that he could leave Tina now and again and know that with John beside her, other men would find it hard to approach her. Randall even sometimes asked John to hang with Tina when Randall had to study or work, just so he could be a little more confident of where she was and what she was doing. In various groupings, Randall, Tina, and Randall's friends would go out together. However, Tina's increasing confidence and attention from men would not be so easily solved. As Christmas approached, she started to specifically want to go to parties and events without Randall. She would say that being with Randall meant being with the same people all the time, and she felt she was being denied the opportunity of enjoying her youth. The whole point of coming to a new city and away from her parents was to meet people, and now Randall had taken the place of her parents in trying to protect her from any man who might even look at her. He wanted to refuse, but when she asked if he trusted her, he knew he could not win the challenge. If he admitted her becoming interested in other men, it was the same as accusing her of being fickle and untrustworthy. However, to let her go places without him scared him. He tried to be honest, and in confessing how jealous he was, their sex life entered a new face. Tina liked his jealousy, just as she liked talking about anything to do with men wanting her, Randall or others. His jealousy in particular, though, seemed to take her to new heights. Randall realized that she was pushing his buttons to get that reaction. She liked hearing about his reactions to her going out without him, or talking to other men. In a strange way, that made Randall more at ease with it. If she was deliberately making him jealous, then when she flirted with other men, it wasn't about them, it was about Randall. Randall didn't want to be completely in the dark about Tina's new friends and the parties she was going to, so he insisted on going with her when she said some friends were going to go to a new night club. Tina thought he wouldn't like going out clubbing, and mentioned he might not fit in. Randall found that more than being jealous, he was upset that somehow she saw him as not the type to go out and party. It was as if she was saying he was a different class of people, a more boring, stay at home type, and she was wild and fun. Randall was determined to show that he was wild and fun too. 15177 1.74/512345

Beach Trip 5

Once I had told Karen about what I did with Will and what happened with Steve and Will she wanted to if I like being treated like a girl. “Ok, I like the panties and all that but the kissing and stuff I don’t like.” I told her. “I think I could do without Will and just have Steve fucking you and making me submit to him.” I said. “Speaking of Steve, I have to get ready for him and so do you.” Karen said. We gathered up the beach stuff and went up to the room. I got in the shower and shaved my legs, then arms. Karen got in with me and shaved my chest, under arms and backside. When we were drying off she looked at my hairless dick. “You know. You are kinda small and shaved you look like a little boy.” She smiled. “I think it’s funny, I used to think you had a great dick but now, I know you don’t. You are so much smaller than Steve it really looks like you’re a little boy compared to him.” Once again I felt the familiar warming in my face and my dick was reacting. Karen handed me the garter belt and panties. “let’s wear the garters and hose for Steve, I think he will like it.”. She helped me put the hose on and while she was dressing I said, “I like your pussy shaved, I asked several times and you wouldn’t do it for me.” I continued, “It is kind of humiliating to know you did it for him” She smiled, “I think you should be humiliated because you are a man shaving your body hair off and wearing hose just because another man told you to in a note.” “Oh and the other man is a black man with a big black cock that is screwing your little white wife.” She laughed. Karen handed me the heels when she came out after dressing and putting on make up. “Here, wear these.” She said. She was dressed in a cute little skirt and blouse wearing the heels and hose. No bra I noticed. “Maybe I should put some clothes on over this” I said rubbing my garter belt and panties. My dick was hard in them. “No, I think you need to answer the door just like that” she said, as she rubbed my pantied ass. “You know, maybe when we go home I’ll let you wear women’s underwear more often. I’m already getting used to you in them.” “Do you realize it is only Wednesday and you have fucked a black guy twice, I have sucked two different men and had homo sex with one? I also have worn panties in front of them and I even let a gay guy put his hand up my shorts and feel me. What are we doing Karen?” I asked. “Well, we learned a few things, but, right now it looks like we both are dressed for and waiting for, a black man to come tell us what to do.” “Todd, I am enjoying this vacation, just let me, do what your told and when we go home this weekend we can go back to normal, except, maybe buy you some more women’s undies.” She said. Patting my pantied dick, she said, “I think we may buy you some women’s shorts or pants, maybe, and you can wear them, maybe” she pondered the thought. “Knock,…Knock, Knock.” the sound came from the door. It was already ten ‘til six. I looked and it was Steve. I opened the door and he smiled looking at me. He walked by and said, “Nice, you look very pretty. I like the fact you had enough sense to be ready for me.” He kissed Karen and touched her breast, “Braless, I like that to.” He said. Karen looked over at me, “What about Todd?” she asked. Steve glanced at me “Looks like a white boy faggot wearing what a dominate black man told him to.” He said. “You like dressing for me white boy?” he asked just digging me deeper. “Yes sir, I like dressing like a sissy white boy for you, sir” I said softly. He walked to me and said, “Don’t worry Todd, I will only treat you like this when we are alone, In public when we go out I’ll treat you like a man even though we both know deep down you are a what?” “A sissy white boy.” I said, then added, “Sir”. Steve announced that we were going out to dinner and told me to get dressed. “Will’s wife, Sharon showed up today, so just to keep things right you two will be a couple tonight, but after, white boy, you will bring your wife to me in my room. If your good we may let you watch” he said Another knock, “Might be Will, go get dressed white boy!” he said. Karen went to the door. I heard voices talking, it wasn’t Will. I dressed and cracked the door. Looking through I saw, Oh, no the shoe store guy sitting at the bar talking to Steve and Karen. I stayed in the room. Ten minutes went by and Karen came in. “What are you doing?” She asked seeing me sitting on the bed. “waiting for him to leave.” I nooded my head to the door. “Change of plans, he is staying, we will tell Will’s wife you are golfing and I just got invited to eat with them.” She said. “Jimmy, you admirer, is going to stay with you, maybe you’ll have fun.” She grinned at me. “Karen, I told you I don’t like playing like a girl……………you want me to be a girl for him, I would be pretty much gay then.” “Sweetheart, I don’t think he wants a girl, I think he wants a sissy man dressed like you” “We have explained everything to him and you will be his for the night, all night, now take off those clothes and come out.” She said a little more demand in her voice. “I stripped to my panties hose and heels.” I walked out. I was so hot in my face I was getting dizzy. “Hi, the guy said. “Love the heels.” Steve looked at me and said, “Todd, tell Jimmy here what you are.” I hesitated, “I am a little white boy faggot that let’s his wife be with a big black man.” Steve said, “You are learning, white boy, that was good.” “Just so we all understand, Jimmy here is in charge, you are to do any and everything he say” Jimmy asked, “Can I spank the little princess if I want?” Steve said, “You can do anything you want, he is basically, your slave for the night, Right white boy?” “Yes sir” I said softly. Karen had her purse and came to me saying, “It’l be ok, just think of it as learning something new, enjoy it.” She kissed me on the cheek, then walked to Steve and kissed him on the lips. “Jimmy, white boy,” Steve said looking at me, I want to see a lip lock just to be sure everything is good.” Jimmy got up and walked to me. His lips met mine, I didn’t open. He pulled away, looked at me then our lips touched again and his tongue rubbed my lips, I opened and allowed his tongue in. Suddenly my tongue was in his mouth and he was sucking on it. He reached down and was playing with my dick, He then started kissing my neck, putting a hicky on it. My head tilted back allowing him access to my neck. My dick was getting hard and as I looked at Karen, she smiled, waned and walked out with her big black man, Steve. “He has taken total control of us, his little white playthings; he has conquered the white wife and her little white husband.” I thought to myself. “It only took two days and we both do as we are told” “Feel in my pants” Jimmy said startling me back into what was happening to me. He pull my hand to his crotch and I realized his pants didn’t have a zipper. “The zipper is in the back,” he said. I reached around and found it. I slowly pulled it down. I thought, “shit he is wearing women’s pants and doesn’t even tried to hide it.” He said, “Your mine as I understand this set up, so get on your knees and pull my slacks down.” I dropped to my knees. I took the waist band and pulled down the tight fitting pants. If I didn’t know he was male I would think I was pulling a girls pants down. He pulled my face to his crotch and rubbed my face in his panties. “No cock, he doesn’t have a dick.” I thought. He turned and walked away. His shoes had short heels and he looked like a girl walking away from me. He pulled the obviously women’s top over his head and he had a bra on. A training bra, it looked like a training bra. Looking and taking in what I was seeing. His hands on his hips he smiled at me like he new what I was doing and thinking. His body looked like a young girl, training bra with a little lace. Cute panties with lace on the waist and legs. His hose were like a one piece, garter and hose set, kinda like pantyhose but open in the crotch and ass. His small heels were female shoes. He had no hair on his body. “Like what you see, sweetie?” she….I mean He asked. “You look like a girl. You really do look like a girl.” I answered. “Sexy, huh” he asked. “Well, truthfully, I, …I damn, Yes” I admitted. “You do look sexy” “You actually look like a sexy young gitl with small breasts.” “I can’t believe, I just, just.” I was studdaring, my lips were trembling. “I just think you are sexy, a sexy young girl.” “Your penis?....You don’t have one..” I said. Y”you are completely smooth down there” I said. “My, my, my you really are taking me in aren’t you sweetie?” “You sure you aren’t gay, baby.” She asked. “I’ll show you how to do that, and when the black cock loving wife comes back we will have you looking like you lost your little dick to.” He giggled like a girl, “You do realize, you don’t need a dick anymore, what they say is, Once you go black you don’t go back, or something like that” he said waving his hands in a exaggerated feminine gesture. “I bet, Steve isn’t it?” I nodded. “I bet he has a big black cock doesn’t he?” “Yes, I can say that for sure. I had that big thing in my mouth.” I admitted. “I don’t see how Karen can get it in her mouth, and she says it fills her pussy full.” I said to him. I was getting a little more relaxed now. “Well sweetie, like I said, she will never be satisfied with your little white dick anymore. She will need a big cock from now on even if it isn’t Stevie’s. “Did you like sucking his cock.” He asked. “ I guess, Yeh, I like being on my knees and knowing he had just fucked Karen with it.” I said. “OH, so you cleaned it for him, You worshipped the Big Black Cock that fucked your little white wife.” He said smiling at me. “What else did you do for him?” He asked. “After I cleaned his cock……” Jimmy cut me off, “Say it right, after you worshipped it.” I looked at him and said, “ok, after I worshipped his big black cock and cleaned it, I worshipped his balls and licked him clean of his cum and my wife’s juices. I said, “Then I cleaned my wife’s pussy and Steve had Will sucking his cock and he made me kiss and lick his as.” “Sweetie, you need to learn this, come here!” he demanded. Jimmy sat in the chair at the table and I I walked to him. “Over my knees baby” he said. I laid across this almost girls knees knowing I was going to get spanked. “ouch” I yelled after the first swat. Then five more. “Now”, Jimmy said loudly, “While I spank this white ass, tell me how you worshipped the black mans ass and stuck your tongue in and worshipped and cleaned his hole.” The entire time he was spanking my ass. I started, “Yes, yes, yes, I worshipped his black ass.” Jimmy said. “His big beautiful black ass” Still receiving the swats I said, “ I worshipped his big beautiful black ass” Jimmy said, “Superior, Superior.” I continued “I worship and lick and clean his superior big beautiful black ass. I worship his superior Big black cock, his beautiful, big black cock his superior black cock. Karen worships his superior black cock to. We both worship his superior black cock.” I kept rambling on and he kept spanking my ass. Jimmy said “You do like it, you do like being a sissy and having you and your white wife worship a superior black man don’t you” He had stopped spanking me. I laid across this almost girls lap and with teary eyes I said, “ Yes I hate to say it but It is true isn’t it? I like worshipping this superior black man. I like that he has taken my wife and she worships his big black cock. I really like worshipping his superior black ass and being made to stick my tongue in his ass hole. I really like being on my knees and Karen seeing me suck his superior black cock. He pushed me onto the floor. “I just admitted everything didn’t I?’ I asked Jimmy. “Yes, felt good saying it didn’t it” he responded while pulling his panties down. Somehow his little dick appeared. It was little, hard he was maybe two inches, two and a half at the most. “No, I said, “I don’t like That I admitted it.” He said, “Yes you do, and you like my cock to, you’ve been staring at it.” I realized, the whole time I was staring at his little dick. “Crawl over here, suck and worship my dicklette” he said. “that’s what I call it sometimes. I really wish I had a pussy.” He said. I crawled over and licked his dick and balls. I took him in my mouth and I had his entire dick in my mouth. I played with it with my tounge, sucked, licked his balls. “That feels good” he said. He raised his legs back and Offered his ass. Without a word I licked and worships this almost girls ass. I pushed my tongue in his ass hole as far as I could. I even started sucking on it. I tasted the remains, shit, but it wasn’t that bad so I continued. I was literally cleaning and worshipping this gay man’s ass, cock and balls. We ended on the floor and sixty nined each other. I came first but continued sucking him ‘til he came in my mouth. We lay for a few minutes. Jimmy said, “damn, man that was good, more than I expected from you when I came over.” “I just figured you would let me blow you but you are really into this.” “I think it turns you on talking about submitting to a superior black man.” He added. He stood and walked to the kitchen wearing just his bra and hose. He really looks girlish from behind. Kinda like a young girl just getting her curves. I followed to get myself a drink wearing my heels hose garterbelt with no panties and my dick hanging down. He opened his bottle took a sip, then sat it down and pulled me to him. He kissed me on the lips and I accepted his tongue and kissed back. He smiled and walked into the dining area. When I entered the dining area he was standing. He had a hand on his hips and the bottled water in his right hand. He had removed his bra. He had tits, titties. I was seeing his titties. They looked about the size of a 12 to 14 year ol little girl. Just swells but definitely tits. “You like, …..don’t you.” He said. “Hormones” he added. He cupped his left breast with his left hand. I walked to him, cupped his right breast, then leaned down and sucked on it. “OOOHHH baby,” she said. I mean He said. We kissed again. “now tonight will be different, I am normally submissive, but tonight I will dominate you.” He told me. We drank and talked and got a snack. He made me put on a pair of shorts and t shirt and walk to the refreshment room to get chips. Anyone could see my garters and hose. No one did but it excited me thinking I would get caught. “Man, what has happened to me this week” I thought to myself. Opening my room door I noticed the door next door open as I went in. The guy that saw us last night. Oh, shit, who cares. Jimmy touched my dick, “excited you didn’t it.” “Yes, it did, I was scared of getting seen.” I looked at the clock, it was already nine thirty. Jimmy had his shirt on and his little nipples made points in it. He took me to the bedroom and said, he was going to use me. He tied my hands behind my back, stripped off my panties and then pushed me face down on the bed. Tying my legs spread to the bed I was bent over with my ass stuck up since I still had the heels on. He then walked around and stood beside the bed. I looked and couldn’t help but admire his little titties as took his top off. He asked, “want to be spanked?” I looked up at him, “Ok, if you want”. He got my belt and said to me “count” as he hit me the first time. “one” slap “Two” and up to five. Jimmy the got in front of me and I took his little dick in my mouth and sucked and licked as best I could using only my mouth. He then got up and I felt his finger and some lubricant on my ass. “I don’t think I’ll need the cream” he said as he shove a finger in me. Feeling the little dick pushing on my hole I pushed back and suddenly he was in. He fucked me and was grunting as he shoved in as far as he could. I was fucking my ass back. It actually felt good. “This is the second time I have had a man fuck me and before this week I had only experimented as a kid. Now I am getting fucked by a gay almost women man and loving it. He was grunting, I was moaning as he fucked me hard. I was pushing back hard to meet his thrusts. He came with two quick thrusts. “AAAhhhhhh, AAAAhhhhhhhhh,” he let out. We fell forward on the bed. He totally collapsed on top of me. At least 5 minutes passed and he kissed the back of my neck. My legs were hurting from supporting him. He stood and removed the condom. I had not noticed he put one on. Untying my legs, he pulled and rolled me over on my back. Licking and sucking he was able to get me hard. He rolled a condom on my dick. Climbing up on me, he said, I told you, you would fuck me. Lowering himself onto my cock he rode me to an orgasm which was that long. I was feeling both hiss cute little tits as I started to cum. Leaning down, “Suck them”, he said. I did and then sucked the right one. We napped for a few minutes. I woke and Jimmy was in the shower. He came out and dressed without saying a word. He untied me and left. I showered, reshaved everything and put on my new nightie and panties. I noticed it was after eleven and I had not heard from Karen. I sat playing on the computer. I searched for black men fucking white wives. I can’t believe there are that many white men that want there wives to fuck black men. I guess I joined the “Cuckold” group this week. White men that submit to black men and give there wives willingly to these black men seems to be a trend. There was knock on the door and Jimmy had come back. I opened the door and he came carrying a bag. “Strip” he said. “Come on man, It’s midnight, I’m tired.” I said. “What did your black master say,” “Do as you are told.” I belive sweetie.” I answered, “Yes, but he is not my master”. Jimmy laughed, “You gave him your wife, you worship his cock and ass, and, you do what he says. Master Steve” He looked at me again, “Strip!” I did as I was told. Standing naked for him he explained how I couldn’t see his dick and why he was so smooth between his legs. I stood with my hands on my head and he was manipulating my balls. He said hwas pushing them back up in my body cavity. I started getting hard and he held my dick and slapped the back of it hard with his finger. I went soft. He installed a gaff or something and pulled my panties on. He gave me a masculine looking women’s blouse aqnd a teddy to put on. I did and he gave me a pair of women’s cut off blue jean shorts to put on. They were tight and once dressed he put me in front of the mirror. I have a sexy gap between my legs. It is smooth like a women. “You are unbelievable.” I said. “just looking at my crotch I would think I was a looking at a women.” I said. “I even have a little gap where my pussy should be.” Jimmy smiled, “Are we wanting a pussy now sweetie.” He said and continued, “I have created a monster. Why don’t you go to the vending area and see if anyone notices they are women’s clothes.” I reluctantly, but excitedly, accepted the dare. Barefoot in my tight shorts and blouse with a cami under it walked toward the door. “Go to the one on the 12th floor.” He said as I walked away from the room. I took the elevator down and one man was on it and shook his head as I exited on the tenth. Walking toward the end of the hall and the vending room sign. The other set of elevator door opened. I took a deep breath and walked by the two people in the elevator without looking at them. They were behind me and I heard a giggle. I turned into the vend room and put money in without looking back. I turned to go out. “It is you, I told you Sharon it was him.” “Your dressed in women’s clothes, Why?” she asked. Sharon the 18 year old said, “He looks like a women down there, do you even have a thing, or is that small?” I was so hot, my face had to be red. “We are staying with my parents here for three weeks, this is our second week and we have seen something I have never seen before.” She said with a big smile. “I have a girlfriend dating a black guy, he is a friend to, but, we watched a black man take your wife away from you and I bet they are making you wear women’s clothes. She said. “We told my Dad about the black man that was messing around with a white mans wife. He laughed and said he doubted that, he doesn’t care for black people. “Open your blouse” she said. I did and showed my teddy. “You have on panties to?” she asked. I nodded my head yes. “You look kinda cute, you have a nice butt.” She saidas they walked off. She stopped, turned around and asked, “Your on the 14th floor, this is the 12th, are you walking around hoping to get caught?” I said, “It was a dare.” She smiled and said, “We saw your wife and some other people at dinner, then when we came back I saw her kissing the black guy in the hall at his room. They were hot and heavy, he was going to get some when they closed the door. Just thought you might like to know. Of course you probably already know that” The other girl whispered, “Ask him, go ahead, do it. She looked at me, “OK, I am suppose to ask you, well, since your dressing like that and we all know your wife is doing the black guy, do you suck his dick?” I didn’t answer. She grinned, “You do don’t you?” You suck his black dick and your wife screws him.” I looked down and said, “Yes” “Yes I do but please don’t tell anyone. I then went straight to the elevator. As I waited, they walked by. “our secret, OK?” she said but never stopped walking. “Thanks,” I said. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I like the way I looked, sexy, like a girl. The door opened and I headed toward the room. It was the lady and the man that licked his lips in the elevator the other day. They entered the room but he came back out before I got there carrying an ice bucket. Walking by me he said “sexy, meet me in the stairwell” and he kept walking. I should have to. I turned around and when I entered the stairwell he took his dick out. He just looked at me. “Your wife’s fucking a black sob and I think your sucking his friends dick. Probably sucking that black one to. So suck mine you cross dressing bitch.” He said. I just dropped to my knees and started licking the head of his six inch cut dick. I took it in my lips, “mmmmph, “ as I sucked hard. “That’s a good girl” he said. I just sucked and licked and suddenly I received a mouthful of cum. He pulled out. “Let me clean it for you” I said. He held to my lips and I cleaned it by licking the remaining cum. He put his hand on my head, took his dick in his other hand, “Open.” He said. I did and he pissed in my mouth. I swallowed all of it in spurts. I then licked it clean and he left me on my knees in the stairwell. Wiping my mouth and eating a few if the chips I proceeded to the room, I went in and told Jimmy everything that happened. “Your so lucky” he said. “I don’t see it that way, Jimmy” I told him. “Until this week, I had never dreamed of doing these things. My worst thing was liking panties. Now I am cross dressed and jus gave a blow job in the stairwell. I have sucked a black mans cock, had sex with a bisexual married man and let a gay cross dresser fuck me and dress me. The phone rang, Jimmy answered it. Oh hi Steve. Yes, he was great a lot more than I expected. Here he is.” I answered the phone, “Hello ..sir” Yes, I’ll be right there.” I said. “Steve wants me in his room, he says the door is ajar an to just come in and you can wait here he said” “He also said he would send me back in twenty minutes if you want to wait and sleep with me tonight.” I turned and walked away. “I entered Steve’s suite, and I heard the distinct sound of sex. I looked through the door and he was pounding her hard. She was hanging on like her life depended on it. He came and so did she. “That was so good” she said. He glanced at me, “Better than your husband?” “OH God yes” she said. “You like my big Black cock better than your husbands little white weeny” he asked. “You know I do, I don’t think he’ll ever do anything for me sexually again. Well he does lick me good. “ she added. Steve said, “what is it you tell him about blow jobs?” She said, “Never, ever, ever, ever” she laughed. “But for you, anytime” she added. Laughing, She said, “maybe I should tell him Never, ever, ever,ever going to put his little weeny in me again. I thought my legs would collapse. My stomach was weak feeling. She didn’t know I was there. Steve said, “What’s his job from now own when you fuck a black man” “To clean his cum from your pussy” she said. Steve said, “Who’s pussy is this” as he put his hand between her legs. “It’s your pussy, Yours, I am married to him but my pussy belongs to you” she said. “What’s your job after I allow you to be fucked by my cock or any black man’s cock?’ he asked. She said “To lick yours or any black mans cock clean and allow him to piss in my mouth if he chooses to.” “That is a good answer my little white bitch” he said to her. “Now clean me” and he laid back on his back. Karen quickly moved to take his cock in her mouth. She saw me, I thought she would cry, “I’m so sorry, so sorry, I didn’t mean, well, I ment it but I didn’t mean for….for you to hear” she said. Steve said, “clean me Karen, white boy, everything she said she means and you need to lick my cum from my pussy. He then said, “Understand this, if you lick my cum from my pussy, then you are accepting that Karen’s pussy is mine and she will fuck me not you. She will fuck any black man I tell her to.” They both looked at me. I just stood there. Karen said, Todd, your dressed in women’s clothes, where……I cut her off “Jimmy, he dressed me and even made my dick look like I have a pussy.” She looked at me “I want this, but if you don,t I’ll understand, so, it’s up to you.” Karen, “Will you ever want my little dick again, my weeny as you called it?” “You’ll never satisfy me the way a big black cock does, but I do love your mouth down there.” She replied. I walked to her, kneeled and said, “Sir, may I lick your cum from my wife and your pussy.” Steve said, Who’s pussy?” “Your pussy sir” I responded. No one said a thing as I kneeled and started licking the glob of cum from her pussy lips. I continued to lick and then inserted my tongue and drew out a big glob of black cum. Sucking hard and licking I continued to clean her. This time she didn’t cum. “I think I’m clean now” she said. Steve said, “Now do your job Karen.” Karen turned and licked his shaft from his balls to the head and continued to lick and suck him clean as I watched. Steve said, “You can stay and watch this, but then go back to your room.” “Bitch, get in the shower” Karen jumped up and went nude to the shower. She knew what to do. She kneeled, put her hands on top of her head and tilted her head back. Her mouth was open. Steve said, “White boy, kneel here” and pointed to a spot beside the shower door. He walked up, “Kiss my cock white boy” he demanded. I kissed the head of his soft cock. He turned to Karen, Held his cock and started pissing a strong stream of piss on her. Some hit her face and tits and she was trying hard to catch it in her mouth. She drank his piss. He continued and I thought, “he cums more than me and pisses a lot more to.” When he finished, he turned his cock to me, “Lick”. I licked the remaining piss from his cock. “Kiss her” he said. I crawled into the shower with her and kissed her on her pissy lips. I tasted the salty piss on her lips, then in her mouth. I licked the piss from her neck and boobs. Steve just laughed. The sight, A married white couple accepting the fact that a superior black man owns her pussy and they are in the shower licking up his piss. I left the room with Karen showering and Steve standing in the hall playing with his huge black soft cock, smiling at me. I felt sick walking back to the room. I went in and noticed it was after two am. Jimmy was asleep wearing a one piece lace outfit. I showered and put on a pair of panties and a t-shirt. I crawled in bed and went to sleep. 161 3.33/512345

Goals Set for Married Wife Ch. 09

Lisa awakened Thursday morning, after having spent most of the night sleeping atop of her new black lover, Jeray. His huge black body had been her bed for the night, and his massive love tool still was lodged deep in her vagina. She noted that Jeray still slept peacefully, and she took a moment to admire his physical beauty. His rock hard torso was sculpted perfectly, with his thickly muscled pecs and wonderfully defined abs. Lisa felt her legs resting atop of his black granite thighs. And, most of all, she felt his warm and pulsing black cock still residing deep within her now seriously stretched white pussy. Jeray's left arm with its bulging bicep rested atop of Lisa's back, with his hand covering her right buttock. She felt as though her small body was enveloped by Jeray's large frame. He really was a massive guy in all ways, and Lisa considered that even with his cock flaccid, it was stretching her much more that Matt would fully erect. As Lisa lifted herself gently off of Jeray, she tried not to awaken him. She moved ever so slowly, feeling his very thick black baby maker withdrawing from her married pussy, and his arm slipping from her back. In a way, Lisa wished she didn't have to head into work. She would gladly spend the entire day with Jeray, making out with him, submitting her body to whatever he wanted from her. He had been so gentle with her, so attentive to pleasing her. At first, her mind was spinning, thinking that in a few short days she had transformed from a loving wife to an unfaithful adulteress at Marc's hands, and now he was sharing her with Jeray, and she felt like a tramp and a slut. But, after the first hour of their lovemaking, Lisa found that her body couldn't have enough of Jeray's, and Lisa wondered if there was something wrong with her. On the one hand, she knew that if her family ever found out about what she had done, they would disown her, and yet, at that moment, she didn't care. Her body had been so awakened by the extraordinary sex of the past several days that she didn't care what anyone thought of her ? at least not at the moment, she didn't. She felt conflicted as she lifted her body upward. At once, she felt her loins awash with desire for the incredibly built and remarkably hung black stud below her whose cock, even soft, was providing her pussy with such pleasure as she lifted herself off of him. Her movements served to excite Jeray's cock, and it pulsed to life, pushing hard against the walls of her vagina, even as it was being withdrawn from her. He stirred, turned his head, but he did not awaken. And Lisa's pussy came alive as it sensed new life in her black lover's cock. She so wanted to pleasure herself yet again, to use his magnificent black body to quench the fire that his cock has started once again in her loins. But, she knew she had to go. Ever so slowly, Lisa made her way to the guest shower. She passed the master bedroom where Terri and Marc had spent the night. She felt a twinge of jealously, thinking that her lover had essentially swapped her for the younger woman. As she passed the bedroom door, she heard Terri's moans, and Lisa's anger rose with the sense that Marc was only using her for her body. She wondered if his and Terri's pictures would join the others on the website. With that thought in mind, Lisa made a detour to the room Marc used as his office. As she entered, she noted that the computer was on with the screen saver illuminating the darkened office. She moved the mouse, and was taken back by what she saw. She was watching a live feed, apparently to Marc's porn website. The picture was of Marc and Terri making love in the master bedroom. He was atop the beautiful Terri, whose moans could be heard over the nearly muted computer speaker. Lisa watched with a mixture of jealously and anger and even lust as she observed her black lover of the past several nights. The two lovers made a very handsome pair. Everything about Terri's body was perfect, from her gorgeous face to the perfectly rounded breasts, one of which Marc was at that moment sucking as Terri's moans and breathing rose, to her long and shapely legs. And, the contrast of her skin with that of Marc's was dramatic and at the same time very erotic for Lisa to see. And while Lisa felt some real jealousy that Marc was with Terri, she also felt anger that he could so easily cast her aside for the night. What's more, Lisa felt real fear now, because just as she was watching a live feed to Marc's site she knew that Terri probably had absolutely no idea that the pictures were being sent to the site. In fact, the pictures of the entire night had probably been sent and were being bought by viewers who chose to join his site. Now, real terror filled Lisa because she knew in the depth of her stomach that her own love making with Jeray that night had to be somewhere available on the site as well. Lisa clicked on the link to live feeds, and quickly scanned the pictures available. Sure enough, there was the image of a sleeping Jeray, totally naked and stunningly handsome. Her eyes focused immediately on his huge jet black love shaft that lay across his left leg. Lisa clicked on the image and it filled the screen. She clicked the start session link, and to her complete horror, there she was completely naked and on her knees, lovingly servicing Jeray's magnificent black cock as his black hands gently held the back of her head, her sandy colored hair contrasting with his jet black skin. She fast forwarded, watching in horror and terror as she saw their bodies clearly, even in the low light of the bedroom. Clicking the action back to normal speed, she heard herself screaming at what must have been her first orgasm while riding the incredibly hot black stallion with the huge ebony shaft. Her mind revisited the pleasure she got from Jeray as she rode him and he arched his body forcing his thick black baby maker deeper into her womb while using both hands in squeezing her breasts. Lisa's stomach was in turmoil and she felt the lump in her throat. What would anyone who knew her think or say if they got access to this. Marc had lied. The site must also have had nightly feeds of their love making, paid for handsomely by people who watched that stuff. But, just as she felt the anger well within her, what could she do but obey Marc's wishes. He could ruin her life with these pictures. She would beg him to remove them, or to somehow obscure her face. Now, a terrified Lisa reset the computer to its feed of Terri and Marc, and she went to clean up so she could leave for work. But now, Lisa was a nervous wreck to say the least. She would talk with Marc about it when she got back from work that evening. This would be her last night with him before Matt arrived home. She couldn't have her pictures out there, he would have to help her here. She was so conflicted over this, because it truly did seem as though he loved her up until now. He had been so kind, so loving, so gentle with her. When they had made love together, he really seemed caring and sensitive, and she had come to really love the feel of his ripped body, his really thick, long and deliciously black cock. Now, it seemed almost as though he liked her best of his current crop of women. But Lisa worried, maybe now Terri might be on the verge of replacing her. Further, it was almost like Marc felt like he owned her, and he could share her with other guys when he felt like it. Lisa's body still craved Marc's, there was no doubt. But, she was afraid what the price of making love with him would be for her. Her gold ankle bracelet with the large gold M on it was feeling more like a ball and chain. And now, the day before Matt returned, Lisa was getting anxious about seeing her husband. They had had a couple of awkward conversations since the infamous Sunday conversation when she was riding Marc's cock and he forced her to take the call from Matt. Lisa sensed that Matt knew something was up, but then again she thought it might be her imagination. In any case, she had that added worry in addition to the web cam pics to think about. Matt had not slept with Kate for four days now. He was sick over what was happening in his life, feeling like a puppet at the hands of Marc the black puppet master. For her part, Kate knew something was wrong, but did not push Matt. She knew it involved Lisa, but he adamantly refused to talk about it. So for the majority of this business trip, Kate and Matt worked and ate together, but slept in their own rooms. It was nearly eleven on Thursday night, the day before she and Matt were to fly out of Heathrow in the early afternoon, getting back into Boston in the early evening on Friday. Kate had called Matt and was hysterical. He had a hard time understanding what she was saying, but told her he would go right to her room. Arriving at Kate's room, Matt knocked and the door swung open, revealing his beautiful lover in a lace nightie and nothing else. Matt felt sick as he took in her beauty, and knew that it had been his downfall. But here she was crying and hysterical. "Matt, he's left me. Rob has fucking left me! I've called him three times this week, and he hasn't taken any of my calls, and he hasn't called back. And just now, I read this email from him, and he said that when I get home, I'll find that he's moved out completely. He said he doesn't want to be married to me anymore, that he's found someone else. He said that it's not me, it's just that he's found someone else and doesn't want to be married anymore. Then he said he was sorry, but he just couldn't pretend to love me anymore." Kate's crying and sobbing escalated when she finished. Matt embraced her, held her. He didn't know what else to do. He was in a state of shock himself. Kate and he had started flirting playfully four months ago, nothing serious. Then, somehow it got to be serious flirting. Then, they went for drinks while on one of their trips to London, and they ended up in her bed. They'd been fucking almost every day since. All the while, Kate left Matt with the impression that Rob would go completely crazy if he ever found out about them, so she always insisted that they play very discreetly. And now, here was Kate, hysterical because her husband had apparently informed her via email that it was over, and he had moved out. Matt was just stunned. But now, a ray of hope entered his life. As he held his former lover, even though he had not told her yet that he too did not want her anymore, he thought that in a way, Marc's plan to bribe him had just lost a huge bit of leverage. If Marc wanted to inform Kate's husband, so what! The guy could not care less now. In fact he'd probably be happy that his soon to be ex wife had found someone else also. "Kate, try to calm down. When this all settles down, you'll be okay. I've had my own problems with Lisa this week, and I guess you can tell that I'm not myself. But this will all work out for you, Kate. Just be tough, Katie." Matt kissed her forehead and hugged her, and he felt a huge weight lifting from his shoulders, the more he thought about this. He had fucked Kate for three months, maybe four. He had been unfaithful first, but now he knew that Lisa had also been fucking around as well, and definitely with more than one guy. Now, they were both even in that sense. He started to think that he could have a heart to heart with Lisa, try to work things out. He wasn't sure if she even wanted to, but he desperately hoped she would. He loved her, he now realized. And, he would do anything he had to do to keep her or to win her back. The pictures of her fucking Jeray were etched in his mind, and his heart ached. But, now he had hope. As he held Kate, Matt wondered if Lisa's new sexual experiences had awakened within her desires that she could not control. Maybe she would not want him anymore. Maybe, she preferred black guys now. After all, Matt thought that Lisa had been taken by Marc and Jeray, two different men, but both black. Although he didn't know Jeray, he knew he was black, and the pictures of Jeray's manhood made it clear to Matt that he was no competition in that department. ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­ Lisa knocked gently on the door to Marc's room and entered. "Sorry, just have to get my clothes." She headed toward the closet while neither Terri nor Marc paid her any attention. He was in the process of fucking Terri in the mission position, and she was making sounds like she couldn't have enough of the black stud plunging her with his foot long ebony shaft. Lisa knew first hand that Marc had an amazing way of making love. And, she felt both a touch of excitement for Terri for what she knew Terri was feeling, and she felt a tinge of jealousy and anger, knowing that even though she had had Jeray who was wonderful last night, Marc had cast her aside for fresh pussy. Quickly, almost like she couldn't get out of there fast enough, Lisa grabbed her outfit for the day, her underwear, pantyhose, and heals. She felt her face redden and her neck heat up with embarrassment as the man who had "taken" her, the man who had given her the golden anklet with his initial on it, was now fucking another woman, and he failed to even take time to recognize her. Granted, Lisa had just spent an incredible night with Jeray. "Babe, I apologize. I totally forgot to shut off the live cams in the guestroom while you and Jeray were in there last night. But, I can tell you that your escapades brought in just over twenty-five thousand for the night. Not bad, Lisa. You could make some serious money if you wanted to, with someone like Jeray or me. On the other hand, if you were with a white guy, you'd be lucky to make a few thousand bucks. There's something about a ripped and hung black guy with a beautiful white babe that brings in the cash. And you Lisa, are a really beautiful white woman. As far as shutting that video down, is there really a point? I mean, lots of people have already seen it. It's out there. People have copied it into their personal collections. So, shutting it down won't do a thing, except lose me some serious cash. Besides Lisa, do you really think your upper class white friends would even go to a site like mine? I doubt it! And if they did, they wouldn't recognize you, trust me. Even if they did, they would be convinced it was a look alike, not the real Lisa. Lisa felt the anger surging up her neck. The heat spread to her face. She had been at work all day thinking about what Marc would say, hoping that this would be easy. Now, that she was back at his place and that tramp Terri was gone, Marc was still not showing her any respect. "Well, you know what Marc, I think I'll just get my things and go. I can't keep this up, knowing that you're using videos of me to make money. This was a huge mistake. And I know that you can put the screws to me, ruin my marriage and estrange me from family and friends, but if you do, there are some steps that I too can take. And since I will have nothing to lose, you can bet that I will." Lisa moved toward the bedroom she had shared with Marc since Saturday so she could collect her clothing. He smiled at her as she walked by him, clearly pissed off. For her part, she could feel her head pounding. She felt betrayed, angry, scared. She was terrified of what Matt would say, feeling certain that Marc would share lurid sex pictures of her frolicking with Jeray and with Marc as well. But, she knew she had to leave now. This had all become too bizarre for her. First she allowed herself to be seduced by Marc, and then Kristen had been taken by Jamaal and Nick, and god knows who else. Lisa felt her body sweating with anxiety and fear of what she had done and what a mess she had made of her life. She closed her bag, and turned to leave and was stunned to see Marc in the doorway to the master bedroom. Her mouth dropped as her eyes took in Marc's incredibly formed naked body. His magnificent black cock was flaccid and hung fully nine inches from his crotch. Its length was one thing, but its thickness was something else as well. His ball sack hung low and his thick balls could be seen on either side of his veined black baby maker. Lisa felt a stirring in her abdomen, her stomach, and she felt almost breathless. That beautiful cock had explored places inside of her body where no other had ever been, and the pleasure she had had as she submitted her white body to that ebony shaft was unforgettable. Sinceshe had joined Marc at his place five days earlier, she had come to long for the pleasure he had provided her as they lay naked in his bed, exploring one another's bodies each evening. Right now, her eyes seemed to be hypnotized by his massive manhood and she stared at it for more than several moments while she stood motionless, holding her bag. Almost reluctantly, she pulled her eyes up his beautifully toned and crafted mocha body, not missing the thin, tight waist, the incredible abs, the muscled chest, his thick neck, and finally his remarkably handsome face. She was almost shaking with desire for him as he stood there. She knew she had to leave, she wanted to leave. She was angry with him and with how he had seduced her and changed her life. But Lisa wondered as she stood there if this black stud, standing in front of her totally naked and smiling at her could read her mind. Did he know that she still desired him and his body immensely? "Lisa, your memory is either very short, or you just don't get what we talked about earlier in the week. I gave you the chance to leave without any repercussions. I didn't want you to leave, but I sensed that maybe you were not sure you could do this whole affair thing and eventually let Matty know that he had to share you or not have you at all. So, I gave you the chance to cut your losses and leave. In fact, I told you on two different occasions that you could leave, and there would be no problem at all. And both times Lisa, you decided to stay. You stayed even after I told you that if you did, you would have to do what I wanted you to do. I told you that I would give you time to break it to Matt, that I would let you do it when you felt you could. I also told you that I would introduce you to stuff that you had never done before, like the partner swap that we did last night. By the way, it's pretty clear from the video that you loved fucking Jeray last night. I mean, you were totally all over the guy, in fact you slept on top of that stud with his fat black cock still lodged in your married white pussy. It wasn't a problem for you to spread your legs for a ripped black stud, to take his fat black cock deeper than any you have ever had. No, you didn't seem to mind that at all Lisa. In fact, if you look at the video of you and Jeray, it's pretty obvious that you were absolutely all over the guy, as much as he was all over you. You were way more responsive than the average white wife is. And that kind of tells me something about you Lisa. All of a sudden, you've discovered that sex with real men, real black men is way, way better than you are used to with Matty boy. It's just an obvious fact, Lisa. And speaking of your responsiveness Lisa, that is one thing that you are way ahead of any woman I have been with. You are so freakin horny and responsive that sex with you this week has been amazing. Don't get me wrong, Lisa. I am definitely into you and your beautiful white body. But your responsiveness is over the top compared with most women. I mean, you obviously can't get enough of me, or of Jeray last night, for that matter. So Lisa, be serious. Do you really think you're going to leave all of this because you're pissed about some videos on a website that no one you know will ever visit? If you walked out of here, I guarantee you that you'd regret it even before you get back to that perfect place you've called home for the past five years. Lisa' it's pretty clear to me that you have loved every moment we've been together. Besides Lisa, that expensive gold anklet that you let me put on your pretty white leg really does mean you're mine to use as I want to. And right now, I want you on your knees, cuz I am going to have you suck this fat black cock that you're having such a hard time keeping your eyes off of." Marc stood up straight from leaning against the door jamb. His broad shoulders squared and his muscled chest expanded, and he moved a few steps closer to Lisa. He stood about two feet in front of her, naked with his massive ebony shaft starting to stir. Lisa felt a touch of fear because she knew he was right about a lot of what he had said. She still held her bag, but said nothing. Her eyes however scanned her lover's body, taking in its black beauty, and of course its awakening veined penis with the very thick mushroom tip. Marc stopped in front of her, and placing the palms of his hands softly on her shoulders, he looked into her eyes and then down at his now erect ebony shaft. Lisa's eyes met his, and followed his down to his beautiful cock. She was shaking now, knowing how much she wanted to leave, knowing that she was afraid this would never end, and knowing that she desperately wanted to suck her lover's cock just one more time. "Suck me." That was all he said, and he gently pushed down on her shoulders. Lisa allowed her body to be pushed down. She felt her bag meet the floor, and she let the handle go, taking instead her lover's cock in her hand. She closed her eyes as she felt her knees on the floor, and opening her mouth wide, she took her lover once again into her mouth, hesitantly at first, then hungrily. Using both hands, Lisa pumped and pumped Marc's rock hard shaft as she tongued it and sucked it lustfully. While she did, she felt an incredible wave of desire for Marc spread through her body, and she felt her vagina flood with her love juices, yearning for this huge black satisfier to plunge into her yet again. She felt Marc's hands gently caressing her head, and she heard is groans of satisfaction as she greedily sucked her lover. She knew she was doing a good job because Marc's cock had swollen to a huge size, filling her entire mouth. It was really amazingly hard she thought. Now, she was overtaken with the desire to satisfy him in a way she had not done before. She wanted this encounter to be most memorable for him. In her mind, no matter what happened, she wanted to be the best white wife lover he had ever taken, the one he would always remember. Things were definitely headed in that direction. Marc's body was arching as his cock pumped in and out of this beautiful white wife whom he had claimed for his own not even a week ago. He was moaning with pleasure as Lisa used her mouth and one hand to stroke and suck him. Her free hand was caressing his muscled thighs, his wonderfully round black ass, and skimming across his sharply defined abs. She loved the feel of him, and just touching his beautifully muscled and defined body made it so her own body could not wait for his cock to pleasure her deep within her white pussy which was now dripping her warm love juices, in anticipation of welcoming his thick black penis. She could feel her hardened nipples rubbing against her blouse, she could feel the heat of desire for Marc welling up through her torso from her loins that were now tingling with desire for this beautiful black man to take her and use her again. And she was loving feeling how hard and how thick she had been able to make his cock, a sign to her that she was truly satisfying him. Lisa could sense that Marc was about to shoot his warm gooey cum into her mouth and onto her face and hair. She marveled at how much cum he could spurt from his black shaft. When Matt came, he shot a good sized load, but with Marc, it seemed to keep on coming and coming. If she were not on the pill, she would be pregnant in one session with Marc, she was sure. His body was tightening and tensing as his now massive and granite hard ebony shaft was preparing to shoot its prize. Lisa was proud of her work, and now all thoughts of leaving prematurely were gone from her mind. They could work out the website issues some other time. For now, all she wanted was to lose her clothes, and spread her creamy white legs for her mocha lover so he could slide his thick black love pipe deep into her love canal. She was truly addicted to this guy, she knew it now. Squeezing Marc's hard cock now with both hands, Lisa stroked her hands back and forth holding him as tightly as she could, anticipating the shiny black mushroom's impending explosion. Feeling Marc's body tighten, his cock swell and become absolutely rigid, Lisa decided to try something she had not done to her lover before. She continued to hold his massive black shaft with both hands, noting the stark contrast between her soft white hands and his jet black cock. Up until that moment, Lisa had avoided having her teeth make contact with her lover's cock. Instead, she made her lips and tongue do the work of servicing him. She was afraid that her teeth might cut or hurt it. But now, she deliberately bit down on his huge love rod, and dragged her teeth back and forth just hard enough to add another sensation to her rigid lover. When her teeth ran across Marc's thick black mushroom, she could feel his body jerk and twitch with the feel of the new sensation. For his part, Marc had never had a woman bite down onto his cock. The feeling was just too much for even him to handle. Her teeth dragged across his shaft in a way that caused his orgasm to overtake him. Marc's hands tightened around Lisa's head, and it happened. His thick, warm, gooey cum exploded into her mouth. He pushed his cock hard into her throat and he held his cock deep inside Lisa's throat, causing her eyes to tear. Lisa could feel the courses of cum squirting into her esophagus, warmly flowing down to her stomach. After holding himself inside of Lisa for thirty seconds or so, Marc withdrew his massive black member, which was still pulsing small amounts of cum as his orgasm began to subside. Taking himself with his right hand, Marc squeezed what cum was left in his foot long cock, and rubbed it all over Lisa's face, smearing his love juices all over his lover's pretty white face. Lifting his beautiful white lover to her feet, he wrapped his thickly muscled arms around her, and the lovers embraced in a passionate kiss, with Lisa's hands running up and down Marc's naked back, his ass, his upper thighs. She loved his feel, and his kiss was serving to hear up her loins, flooding them with her love juices. As he kissed her, Marc's face was being smeared with his own cum that he had streaked all over Lisa's face. Lisa lifted her arms as Marc pulled her blouse up and over her head and off of her body. Instantly he pulled her bra off as she pushed her skirt and panties down. Now, her shapely creamy white body stood naked, except for her heels, in front of her black lover. "Does this mean you're going to stay, babe?" Marc smiled, and Lisa felt his still hard cock pushing against her abdomen. "Are you going to make it worth my while, mister?" Lisa responded, also smiling. "You know I will, babe. Tell me, how are you going to explain it to Matty when he realizes your pussy is kind of stretched out and can't grasp his little white dick the way it used to? And, after almost a week of making love with me, how are you going to adjust to fucking your husband again? Face it babe, every time he slides into you, you're going to be thinking of hot much hotter it is between you and me." Marc was still smiling, but Lisa already knew that what he was saying was true. Sex with him was so totally satisfying, she wasn't sure she could ever really adjust to the routine kind of sex she had had with Matt for the past couple of years. She knew this was only a week old, that there was some thrill associated with the affair, and some thrill associated with the taboo of screwing a ripped black stud. But, at the same time, Lisa could not ever remember having craved the feel of Matt's body and especially his cock the way she was consumed with thinking about the feel of her black lover and the way his massive ebony baby maker made her feel when it was working its magic deep within her. "Marc, I told you already, he's not small. I mean, he's not as big as you are, but before we started dating in college, he had a reputation among the ladies on campus for having a really nice cock. Granted, he doesn't carry the monster you do, but it's nice. And, yes you are right, I will be thinking about you every time we do it. I love Matt, but this week with you has been so incredible Marc. Now, if you can just ease my nerves and get rid of those videos." Lisa said this, and looked into her black lover's handsome face. He really could easily have been a male model. He was so striking in his appearance. "Lisa, we can talk about that. But, maybe Matt will do the same thing as Kristen's husband has done. You didn't see the video we got with Kristen, her husband and Jamaal did you?" "What are you talking about? What video?" Lisa, asked as Marc put his arm around her, cupping her ass cheek and moving her toward his bedroom with him. "Her husband got home like three days ago from his business trip. I'm not sure exactly what happened, or how it happened, but Kristen basically told her husband that she had had sex with Jamaal and that she did not want to give it up. You have to know yourself that giving up what you and I have had for the week would be tough, I mean I think you've really grown to love the visits you get from my friend down here, don't you? Anyway, somehow, she convinced him to be part of a threesome with Jamaal and her. That took place here this morning, and there's a hot video of them together. The husband basically sat by at first and watched as Jamaal and Kristen went at it. I have to tell you Lisa, no brother I know would ever, ever let a white guy fuck his lady while he stood by watching it. You've got to excuse me, but white guys are pussies when it comes to letting a hung black guy seduce and possess their women. You'll see for yourself later. It's really the strangest thing I've seen a husband do. But, he kind of just sat there jerking himself, then he basically went to work and licked Kristen's pussy clean of Jamaal's jizz, giving her an orgasm while he did it. Then, he took Jamaal's cock and.....well, I think I'll let you see for yourself. But right now babe, I want you to spread those beautiful legs of yours. I mean, we only have one night til hubby gets home." "Marc, you can't leave it there. This is too much for me to process. I can't believe Kristen's husband just watched her fuck Jamaal and then joined in......you've got to finish." Lisa was at once puzzled and disturbed that Kristen's life seemed to be turned upside down in only a matter of days. And did her husband really go along with this? Lisa lay flat on Marc's bed, hoping that he was going to say more about Kristen and Jamaal and her husband, but Marc answered her request by laying his beautiful black body atop of hers and kissing her passionately, without saying another word. Lisa's thoughts immediately switched to sex with Marc as she felt his growing shaft grinding into her abdomen. Without thinking another thought about Kristen, Lisa's soft white skin was in contrast with her lover's ebony color. Her hands travelled up and down his back, feeling him, squeezing him. Within only moments, Lisa felt the now familiar thick black mushroom as it parted her labia and pushed into her dripping pussy. Once again, she marveled at how thick her lover was, at how his cock stretched her and made the walls of her vagina tingle as he entered her. As Marc pushed all the way into Lisa, she held him lovingly, relishing the pleasure he was giving her. Now on his elbows, her ebony lover looked deep into Lisa's eyes as he effortlessly stroked in and out and caused her to moan deeply as yet again his black shaft reinforced in her mind how incredible it was to make love with this black Adonis. She pulled his face into hers and kissed him frantically as she felt her orgasm building. Somewhere in the back of her mind were thoughts of guilt. Somewhere there were thoughts of Kristen and her husband submitting to a life change that was momentous. Marc and Lisa made love non stop for five hours. It was eleven at night when Lisa's cell rang. She and her lover had been dozing together when the phone rang. When she saw it was Matt, she took the call, standing beautifully naked in front of her black Adonis. "Matt, what are you doing up, it's got to be like four in the morning in London. Can't you sleep? " "Just wanted to tell you how much I love you, hon. Can't wait til tonight. Are you asleep? "No, not yet. I'll probably go to sleep now. I miss you too. I want you inside me hon. Can't wait." She felt guilty as she looked at Marc, naked on the bed, smiling up at her. They talked for a few minutes, and she told Matt she'd see him at the airport. Lisa returned to her lover's bed. "Don't say anything, Marc. I do love him, and I feel wicked guilty for what I've done this week. It's like I'm torn. I guess you know that I've loved my time with you, but Matt's my husband, and I feel awful that I've been this weak. I know that doesn't make any sense, but I do feel guilty." Marc smiled at Lisa. "Babe, I know you feel guilty. I'm glad we did this, and I hope we keep doing it. Something tells me that we will. Who knows, maybe Matt will be like Kristen's husband. But, actually I kind of doubt it. Kristen's husband is unique, I think. "Speaking of that, can I see that video? I can't believe she's totally changed. And her husband, that's another whole thing in itself. Marc turned on the flatscreen in his bedroom and called up the video from the computer, directing it to the TV. Lisa sat with her mouth agape as she watched Jamaal and Kristen and Kristen's husband all entered the hot tub naked. Jamaal's huge cock hung in stark contrast with Kristen's husband's, which looked tiny actually. Kristen made out with Jamaal in the hot tub as her husband watched. The three of them climbed out and went to the bedroom where the video continued. Finally, there it was. Kristen was being fucked by the handsome and ripped young Jamaal as her husband watched from the foot of the bed. Kristen was moaning, screaming in pleasure. The video showed a beautifully trim and defined Jamaal lying atop of his pretty white married lover, plunging his cock in and out of her, his ass cheeks squeezing together with each plunge. Kristen's white legs were hooked abound Jamaal's black legs above her. Lisa thought Kristen's husband looked pathetic just standing there by the bed. Physically, his build was much smaller than Jamaal's. He was really very good looking, and his body was very nicely toned, but he was just much smaller, standing at only about five ten, contrasted with the much taller and broader Jamaal. What's more, while he watched his beautiful wife get fucked by the twenty one year old stallion, he was stroking his cock, which had sprouted to about six inches, and not very thick either. Most remarkable to Lisa was how he licked his wife's pussy after Jamaal had fucked her without a rubber. It was obvious that Jamaal had emptied a huge load in the pretty white wife. Kristen's husband had cum spread all around his lips and cheeks. And then incredibly, he moved from his wife to Jamaal, taking the young stud's twelve inch long and very thick black manhood in both hands. For his part, Jamaal lay back on the bed and watched with Kristen as her husband began licking and sucking Jamaal's cock , cleaning it of Kristen's love juices and Jamaal's. He sucked and sucked as Jamaal's thick black manhood stiffened again as it filled the mouth of his lover's husband. Lisa watched a shocked Jamaal look at his lover Kristen with a puzzled look on his face, as he was apparently stunned that her husband was sucking and licking him. When Kristen's husband had sucked Jamaal's cock clean, he continued to stroke it as he now sucked first one of Jamaal's thick black testicles and then the other. His tongue then set about licking Jamaal's large ball sack, cleaning it of any love making residue. He then moved again to Jamaal's cock, continuing to suck and stroke the black stud until finally, Jamaal's mid section arched upward, his hands reached out and covered Kristen's husband's head, pulling it onto his rock hard black cock. Lisa's eyes widened in amazement as Jamaal was now actually face fucking Kristen's husband whose mouth was swallowing the massive black cock and whose hands were stroking it up and down. Finally, it was clear that Jamaal had cum yet again, this time into the mouth of his lover's husband. For several long moments his black hands held the man's head onto the black cock that it had just brought to orgasm. Jamaal's eyes were closed, his muscles all taut as his body savored cumming into the mouth of his white lover's husband. He had never been sucked by a man before, but if felt awesome. Lisa felt her loins surge with lust as she took in the picture of the ripped black stud with his muscles all flexed at the peak of his orgasm. Jamaal was indeed a beautiful man to look at. Kristen seemed stunned as well when her husband moved up the bed now, and climbed on top of his beautiful wife with her magnificent figure, her beautiful blond hair and her remarkably round and firm breasts, kissing her passionately, clearly sharing her lover's cum, now dripping from her husband's mouth. He looked to Jamaal and asked his permission to fuck Kristen. At first the black stud was surprised, then he smiled and looked at Kristen and nodded his permission. Kristen lay back as her husband immediately plunged his much smaller white cock into her and fucked her as hard as he could while his mouth continued to transmit into her Jamaal's seed. Lisa realized now that Kristen's husband had completely submitted himself to the dominance of Jamaal as his wife' lover. She was stunned. As she stared in disbelief, she noticed the gold anklet on Kristen's right ankle, with the large gold letter J attached to it. She also recalled in horror that Kristen had told her only last week that she and her husband were now totally off birth control as they wanted her to get pregnant and start a family. Lisa's stomach was sick with anxiety for her friend. She knew Jamaal would not care in the least about any child born to Kristen and him. Jamaal was basically still a boy, a boy with an amazing body and a huge black cock that he would get serviced whenever he could. "So babe, do you think we'll see Matty boy sucking my nuts anytime soon? Remember what I said about my experience with white husbands. When it comes to their wives being taken by a black guy, they back off. " Marc smiled as he teased Lisa with the question. "I can't believe it, Marc. I can't believe it. And she let him do it. That's incredible. But, to answer your question, Matt would never do that, ever." "We'll see, we'll see." Marc smiled at his lover and said nothing more. To be continued......... 6596 2.33/512345

A Day to Remember

This is a story about one man's fantasy that became reality one night, my fantasy . The day started out slow, we both got up around 11:00a.m. It had been a hard week at work and we where ready to let off some steam. When we finally got out of bed, we decided to take a shower together and then go and get something to eat at a local restaurant. During the shower, we both where touching all over each other. She would rube on my dick while I played with her tits. This was the most we've touch each other in a long time. We'd been so busy with other things that we forgot about sex all together. So while it was happening I enjoyed every minute. After our shower and a little forplay, we got out and got dressed to go eat breakfast. She had put on a plain white shirt and short, real short shorts. She looked tastful and I told her that I'm going to have fight every man that sees her. So we left to go eat, and not a moment to soon or we would of never gone. When we got to the restaurant, We we're greeted by the host. She sat us near a table of guys(all guys). When we sat down I noticed that everyone of the guys eyes where looking straight at my girl. I also noticed that she had noticed to. She had turn bright red and was embarrassed by their looking at her. I told her that she had a little audience. She said" no way I'm to ugly and fat for those guys to be looking at me." I said" Baby your the finest chic on this planet and those guys would be crasy not to look at you." The restaurant we ate at had a breakfast buffet so we got up and went to get some food. While we where up there I told her that they still where looking at her, she said I know and it's making me wet. When I heard that my dick almost jumped out of my pants. On the way back to the table I noticed that she was walking a little more sexy than usual. When I sat down I felt something warm touch my dick. It was her hand rubbing up and down my dick. I asked her if she was turned on by all those guys watching her and she said yes. She said she wish she could suck and fuck me right there. I told her I was turned on because of them looking at her. I told her that just thinking about what was going through their minds was making my dick harder and harder. The excitment was short lived though because the table of guys got up and left shortly after we sat down. So we just sat there and finished our breakfast not saying a word to each other. I finally broke the silence and said how about we go out tonight to dance and have some fun. She said "alright but I don't think I have anything to wear." Well how about you go shopping while I go play ball with my friends. Okay, but can I borrow some money. Sure. She asked me what I would like to she her wear tonight, so I told her some rocky mountains because they make her ass look awesome and what ever else she wanted to wear. So we got up and paid for breakfast and left. When I got home from playing ball I found her sitting on the couch watching TV. I went and gave her a big kiss and ask her if she had fun. But the first thing out of her mouth was that she was so horny. I ask her why and she told me that everywhere she went she had every guy looking at her. A few even tried to make a move on her but she told them she had a man. I said can you blame them look how good you look in those shorts and a white shirt with out a bra will get them everytime. She said she wanted me right then but I told her to save it for tonight after we go out. She got a little upset but then got over it. She ask where we were going tonight and I told her to a local country club, being we are form Texas. I told her that my friend Herbie and his girlfriend are going to go with us and she said ok. So we started to get ready to go out. While I was getting dressed I asked her what she was going to wear and that's when she jumped out and took my breath away. She was wearing a very tight pair of rocky mountains and very reveling top that barely covered her big breast. I thought I was going to come in my pants when I saw her. She ask me if I like it and told her that she is going to be the best looking girl at the club. The phone rang and I answered it. It was my friend Herbie saying that his was the only one going tonight. I said alright, but hurry up and come over so we can drink a little before we go. When he finally got there we where already had a buss. I told him that he was a little behind and need to catch up. He said that won't be a problem and he pulled out a joint. He started to smoke it before I could say a word but I figured why not try it out just once and see how it felt. So my girl, by the way her name is Khristy, took a couple of hits and didn't feel a thing. So we decided it was time to go. When we got in the the car Khristy and I sat up front and Herbie sat in the back. On the way I noticed that Khristy keep jumping around so I asked her what was wrong. She said she just was dancing to the music. When we got to the club we didn't know a person there so we went and got a table. Herbie went to go by the first round of drinks and that was when Khristy told me why she keep jumping. She said Herbie keep trying to rub on her tits and she keep moving his hand away. I asked her if she wanted me to talk to him and she said no he didn't get anywhere. I didn't know if I should be mad or turned on. In a way I felt like kicking the shit out of him but then the thought of Khristy and another man made my dick start to swell. I love the way she rides my dick and the thought of getting to watch her in action really turned me on. Herbie finally returned with the drinks. I drank mine real quick because I had to go to the bathroom. I told them I'd be right back and went to the restroom. When I got back to the table I noticed that neither of them was at the table. So I looked out on the dance floor and saw them dancing together. I noticed that Herbie had his hand close to her butt and then he just grabbed it. When this happened I knew for sure he'd get slapped but Khristy didn't even try to move his hand. They stayed out on the dance floor for two songs and then came and sat down. When Khristy got to the table she gave me the juicest kiss ever. I ask her what that was for and she told because she was so horny. I asked her if it was because Herbie had his hand on her ass. First she told me she was sorry but when I told her it turned me on she said that her pussy was so wet from that. She said he even was rubbing his dick on her and that it felt hugh. I told that from what I had saw of him that she was correct. The rest of the night was the same thing them two dancing and her getting hornier and hornier. When the bar finally closed we decided to go back to our place. On the way back I noticed Herbie's hand rubbing on Khristy's tit and then he moved it down and started rubbing her pussy through her pants. When we got home Khristy pulled me aside and told me that they both had been feeling on each other and that she was really horny and needed a dick. I asked her if she wanted to fuck Herbie and she didn't say anything. I asked her again and she said yes if she was single but she wasn't and couldn't. That's when I told her that my fantasy was to be able to watch her fuck someone else. And who else was better than someone I knew and trusted. I knew Herbie had been around the block but I knew he didn't have any diseases because I went with him to get him checked. She said you wouldn't be made and I told her no that it would be fun and everyone would enjoy it. So with that it was on. First thing she did was go out and give Herbie a very long kiss and told him that she wanted him. He didn't know what to do but I told him it was alright and to enjoy it. With that he kissed her back and started to rub on her tits. Khristy has very large breast and this was something knew to Herbie since his girlfriend had small breast. I sat there rubbing my cock while the two of them where touching and feeling each other. Then Khristy got up and started to dance for both of us. This was something new and really got me going and I know Herbie felt the same way. First she took off her shirt to expose her ample size tits. Her nipples where hard and I could tell that she was excited and turned on. Then she went over and stuck them right in Herbie face. While she did this she undid her bra and let it fall to the ground. When that happened Herbie Grabbed her tits and started to rubbed her tits and lick them all over. He even nibbled on her nipples. Then she back away and went to take off her pants. I knew that Herbie was in for a treat now because Khristy has the best ass I ever seen. She slowy took them off, bending over and sticking her ass out for him to see. I noticed that her panties where very wet and that made me stroke my dick even harder. After she was finished dancing she went over and undid Herbie's pants. Out popped the biggest dick Khristy ever saw. I knew she loved just by the way she slowly took it in her mouth. She went up and down with her tongue. He had to be atleast 9 maybe 10 inchs. I knew he had a very large dick but I never saw it hard before and I was impressed. So was she. She keep sucking his dick until he came deep in her throat. Herbie then sat her down on the couch and started to lick her pussy. He started at her clit and then slowly keep sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. Then he started finger fucking her while he lick her clit and I knew she was enjoying that since she loved when I did that. After about 5 to 10 minutes of this she had her first orgasism of the night. I figured that was it so I thought I would cum too but then Khristy got up and laid Herbie on the couch. She then placed her very wet love box over his dick. I didn't know if his dick would fit but the way Khristy looked I knew she was going to make it fit. With my suprise it went it pretty easy. At first she could only get about 6 inchs in but after a while she had his entire dick sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Watching her go up and down on his massive tool made me so close to exploding but I wanted to wait until she came again. I heard her say things like of my god, fuck me with that big boy and yes for about 25 minutes straight and then with one final blow she let out a hughed scream and had her second orgasism. With that I shot a load and it keep on coming. This was probably the most I've ever been turned on and I had the cum to prove it. They rested for awhile but then went right back after it agian. They probably did every position in the book. This is my fantasy and I hoped you enjoyed it. And who knows maybe someday it might cum true. 13023 1.27/512345

Kathy's Decent Into Prostitution

KATHY?S DECENT INTO PROSTITUTION By Kathy Kathy We were married young Kathy was 21 and I was 22. She was slim, 5' 8" with 38D tits and a nice firm ass, a real looker on my arm. I played soccer and the football club formed most of our social scene. With no kids we went there often. Kathy often called at the club on her own, mixing with girl friends. More than once she was given lifts home by different men and had sex with them parked up in the car close to where we lived. At first I was totally unaware but as her reputation at the football club slut grew, I became aware of the rumors. I was angry and was determined to confront her. Of course it was too late to stop. I was just about to become aware of how bad it was. When I asked her about it she freely confessed all and I realized for the first time how often it had happened. Kathy told me she had lost count of visiting football players she had fucked some times 3 at a time, and that she had her regulars, keeping three of my team mates happy on regular basis. It had developed to the stage of them calling around to our house, when I was in work. When she was telling me, I became aware that I had a raging hard on, the best I had ever had, we ended up with an all night fucking session. I was hooked on her telling me of her adventures. Our relationship from here changed as we experimented with wife swapping and went to some great sex parties where Kathy was gangbanged. She had become a complete slut and was aware of her power over me. She often went out alone on dates and would demand that I eat her, at times she was dripping cum when she came home. A friend of Kathy's was a part time hooker, and had told her about the extra sex and cash. Kathy then told me, and I agreed that it could put us in better financial shape. I had little choice anyway. So Kathy's hooking career started. She already dressed provocatively and looked very much the slut she is. Once she started hooking she completely dressed the part, often looking outrageous in fish net stockings, high heels and micro skirts or hot pants showing her stocking tops and the skimpiest of tops showing her nipples. She started as a street prostitute parading her beat in the roughest part of town, Easton, and St. Paul's. She wore no panties and often flashed her shaven pussy to potential customers. I remember one evening when she wore a long coat and only a pair of stockings underneath, flashing cars as they cruised by. She charged the going rate (25 in those days) and was very busy often having over 10 and sometimes 20 customers a night. She would come home in the early hours her pussy open and puffy, well fucked. We would then have the best sex ever for me with Kathy telling me what she had done that night and offering her swollen cunt for my tongue. This was long before aids, and she told me that men often wanted sex without a condom, she said that was an extra 5 for her. It wasn't long before she came to the attention of a local black pimp, Marlon. The first time he picked her up he paid as a punter and used her with a condom. He used this first contact to find out that she did not have a pimp on the street, and that she was married with a cuckold husband at home. The next night he came back and told her to get in his car, this was not a request, it was an order. Marlon then told her that she would be working for him from now on. He made her strip and suck his cock then fucked her without a condom shooting his seed deep into her pussy. From here on in he would pick her up every night and relieve her of half her takings and fuck her in her ass or pussy and sometimes both. Then he put her back on the street seeping his cum. As his control over her grew he would take her to ganja smoking houses where she was expected to service his friends. Sometimes up to 6 at the same time. She told me of course but I was powerless to help, Marlon was 6' 6" and looked pretty mean. I would often walk her beat and watch her at work. For punters with no car she would take them to an alley, drop to her knees to suck them and eventually bend over for them to take her from behind. I often watched her being fucked. Cathy just couldn't get enough of Marlon's long hard cock. She was quite willing to tell me everything. What amazed me was how many times, she had taken all 12" inches of the thick Marlon dick in every hole in her body, sucking his long rigid shaft and swallowing the large loads of white thick cum, licking his big balls, running her soft pink tongue up between his black ass cheeks, then darting it right into his tight ass-hole. Beside this, what had started as part-time hooking was now hooking every night. Marlon was taking half from her, but she still brought plenty of cash home. A sign of how busy she was. Within a few months Marlon was calling to our house quite openly, I was witnessing the pimping of my own wife. I wasn't upset or jealous because this is what I had been wanting since I experienced my first raging hard from Kathy telling me she had fucked half the football club. To watch my beautiful wife be fucked by other men was now part of my life. It was so hard to believe Kathy had become this obsessed about Marlon, it wasn't as if she was short of sex. Her submissive nature was fully exploited by Marlon's aggressive attitude. He definitely had control. When he called she jumped. You know the old saying, be careful what you wish for? Oh yes, I had got my wish, in a big way. I was hooked, I desperately wanted to be in the same room while my wife played her sex games with Marlon. I wanted to watch. I walked the streets more often, seeing her at work was a huge thrill. When we were alone I told her I wanted to watch Marlon fucking her, she laughed 'no problem, he's a kinky bastard anyway'. The next afternoon when Kathy was waiting for Marlon to take her to her beat she seemed the perfect whore. Trouble was she wasn't mine anymore. The micro skirt she was wearing left nothing to the imagination! You could see her enormous tits, she was now 40DD after all the black cock, two large dark round nipples poked at the thin fabric of her top. The low-scooped neck just barely covered her nipples. I knew she had no panties on and what a turn on. She heard his car pull up and went to let him in, I made myself scarce. About 10 minutes later Marlon called me to Kathy's bedroom. The door was open and Marlon's 14" long black monster was plunging in and out of Kathy's ass. "You want some action boy," He told me to strip, I did in record time. My 6" pink dick looked small compared to his but was rock hard. He ordered me to shove my cock in his whore's mouth. She had her eyes shut and was moaning loudly. As my prick brushed her lips she eagerly took it in. I was still watching Marlon's dick pumping my wife's ass. At each thrust she moaned loader. He announced ' I'm Coming' and proceeded to shoot huge amounts of spunk into her ass. As he withdrew there was an audible suction sound 'plop'. He told me to fuck her up the ass and to leave her pussy as she was going to work. As I entered her spunk oozed out, the feeling of wet warmth was tremendous, Kathy was bucking and asking me to fuck her harder. I was surprised she could even feel my little dick after his monster, then again maybe she couldn't. Marlon had moved to the other end and was having his dick licked clean. I felt the rush and had the most intense ejaculation ever. My cum seemed a trickle compared to Marlon's, but boy was I happy. Marlon was now urging Kathy to get ready, 10 minutes later they went off to work. She must have had spunk dribbling from her arse and she was going to walk her beat and be fucked all evening. Boy was I content. The dirty slut.......... The gorgeous dirty slut. The start of this story was over ten years ago, I am still with Kathy who is still whoring for Marlon, but from a private flat. She gave up street walking after too many police convictions. I do what I'm told and often have the best sex. I am still required for cleaning duties most nights and occasionally get to watch and assist Marlon. She is not as tight as she was but what a ride. In the last ten years she has had thousands of different cocks, most of them black as she worked the streets of Easton and St Paul's. She has been raped, fucked in police cells and vans to save arrest, gangbanged at parties, fucked in all holes at the same time, and been sold by Marlon for whole nights, away for days at a time sometimes, coming home she is often covered in dried spunk, but I'm still addicted to the dirty whore. 10951 1.68/512345