4 comments/ 8615 views/ 2 favorites Meeting John By: blondeerotica92 I want to be owned, possessed by a man that loves me cares for me and has the need to make me his. I want him to own every part of me. I have this urge to submit, yet I can't find the man who will take me in, serve my every need. I want to make someone happy; I want to give him everything I have in return for his care. I never thought this would be so hard, but it really is. Thoughts of submission have been crowding my mind for days. I wanted him the one that could change my life forever. I decided to take a walk through the park, the crisp fall air nipping at my cheeks, it was refreshing. I sat on a bench facing a fountain spewing out water in all directions. People walking dogs walked by I smiled in their direction as they passed. Children laughing and playing in the distance was music to my ears, and then I felt it. It happened in a strong rush. A presence, his presence. I couldn't see him yet but I knew he was there. The feeling sparked a nervousness I haven't felt before, I liked it. I stood up trying to look around and not be too obvious. I walked around the fountain slowly, cautiously. I could feel the spray of water touch my skin, I was burning inside with desire to find him, and the water was cool to my senses. I turned the final corner almost back to where I had begun and there he was standing by a large maple tree just behind the bench I was in. How foolish I must have looked creeping around the fountain, but I didn't care all I was focused on was him, and how I would engage him in conversation. Why did I think that this would be easy? I wanted so badly for him to walk towards me, tell me that he was searching for me as well, but it wouldn't happen like that, not here in the real world. Why couldn't this be like my fantasies. I want him to walk towards me scoop my up in his arms and take me as his. Then take me home strip all of my clothes off and... "Something wrong?" said a male voice. I blinked, it was him, looking at me, right in front of me no longer behind the bench. I must have been staring, too long apparently I didn't notice him walking towards me or the fact that he spoke to me. "Cat got your tongue?" he said laughing, I blinked again, this couldn't be real the one thing I have waited for is happening and the only thing I can muster is a blink. What is wrong with me? "Apparently I have disturbed your stare," he said again. "No I'm sorry.. I... ugh... I don't know what to say, I'm sorry" I blubbered out. Why am I so nervous? "It's fine really, let's walk" he said, his tone strong. A shiver ran through my spine. "I'm John by the way" he said with a smile. Wow he had a gorgeous smile. Everything about him was gorgeous. He had light brown hair green eyes and a tall fit body. I liked that he seemed strong but wasn't overly muscular; it left a lot to surprise. We began walking out of the park and onto the path to the down town strip. We talked lightly about life and what brought us out to the park. We had a lot in common with regards to food and movies. I found a comfort with him that I haven't felt with someone in a long time. I let him lead me down the strip I saw a couple store that I liked to shop at but I passed by them not wanting to interrupt his thoughts of where we would end up. I liked not having to worry about what we were doing, all I was focused on was John and his luscious lips moving as he spoke. It startled me when he abruptly stopped and looked at me, I wish I had paid attention to what he just said. I looked at him and my face blushed. "I like that you do that" he said to me. "Do what?" I asked. "Blush like that, your shyness is alluring, and your pink skin is adorable." "Thank you" I looked down, I wish I could stop blushing but it continued to creep up into my face and wash over my body. "There it is again, beautiful" When I looked up I saw him gazing at me a smirk on his face. "I hope you're hungry," he suggested to me, I turned around and noticed we were standing in front of an Italian bistro. He had listened to me earlier when I said how much I loved Italian food. We entered and sat at a table near the back of the restaurant. We talked for a while before we were interrupted by a loud beeping sound. I blushed again, it was my phone alarm. "You blush so easily" John said to me as I reached for my phone to turn off the alarm. When I read the message flashing on the screen a new wave flushed over my skin. It was the alarm to remind me to take my birth control pill. How was I going to discreetly take this pill? "You okay?" he asked me his brow furrowed in concern. "Uhm, yeah. I'm sorry this is silly. I am fine it was just the alarm for my birth control." I blurted out. "That's all?" he chuckled. I was confused, I don't normally openly tell people about my sex life let alone a stranger. "Yeah that's all," I blushed again. Why does he continue to make me so nervous?! "Well are you going to take it?" he looked at me, a smirk on his face, "I don't want to be the cause of an unplanned child or anything," he laughed again. "Even if I forgot I wouldn't be worried" I muttered under my breath but loud enough to be heard. "No?" he questioned. "You would need to have sex for that to happen" I looked into my hands that were fidgeting in my lap. "I take it you're not too happy that you aren't having sex" he had a blank expression on his face, "I wouldn't be too happy either." I looked up and smiled, how could he put me on the edge of nervousness and take me back to comfort so effortlessly? "Yeah I'm not happy at all" I said, my mood settling again. He raised on eye brow and looked into my eyes, "We could change that" he said point blank. I knew that I had just met him, and there were red flags about that fact no doubt but the pull he had on me was stronger than any logic that I could possibly have. My pussy tightened, I wanted this. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I mean, I have a condo in the complex around the corner from here and I would like your sexy blushing naked body in it." He said this with such ease and coolness I was stunned. I couldn't believe those words had actually come from his lips. The only thought penetrating my mind was I want this. Before I could answer he stood up and his hand was out reaching for mine urging me to stand. And I did. The walk back to the condo couldn't have gone by any slower, I knew what was about to unfold, as did he but as my legs shook his seemed calm as he strode down the side walk to his place. We walked in and he looked at me and smiled. "You okay?" he asked turning to face me, "You look like you have just seen a ghost." "I.. I .. dddon't do this," I studdered, and he just looked at me reassuringly, "I mean I have sex I just don't normally do it with complete strangers. "Megan we have spent the entire day together, I think we have moved to acquaintances" he smiled again and I melted. "Come" he said and took my hand. I thought for sure he was leading me to the bedroom to get everything started but instead of turning into the doorway he passed by and guided me to the couch. He pointed to the couch suggesting I should sit, and I did. He sat across from me in the chair and leaned back looking at me with a soft smile. I waited for him to say something anything but he just sat there looking at me. I began to squirm under his gaze I needed to break this silence, and I needed to do it now! "Uhm, John" I said meekly. "Yes beautiful" he spoke. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked. "I want to take you all in" he said. "I thought.." I began. "You thought we would just jump on each other fuck and then you would go home satisfied" he said bluntly. I looked at him confused. He was the one who suggested we do this, was he mad that I agreed? "No, I don't know. Isn't that what you said?" I asked. "I said I would take care of your no sex problem, but I respect you enough to make sure your comfortable with me first." He continued to look at me and I smiled. I nodded and told him that I was comfortable. He instructed me to go to him and I did. "Have you ever heard of BDSM Megan?" he asked when I reached him. I gulped down the knot in my throat and nodded. "Does it interest you?" he asked again. I nodded again. "Good" he said and pulled me into his lap. He pulled me into a deep kiss, one I had been waiting for all day. He pulled away and looked at me analyzing my response and when I didn't open my eyes waiting for more I felt his smile pour onto my skin. He began ripping off my clothes throwing them off of me until I was in nothing but my panties. In a rush I felt too exposed, but I didn't care I wanted his mouth all over me. He kissed my shoulder up my neck moving to my earlobe where he grabbed onto it with his teeth and rolled it back and forth. I gasped with delight and I wanted more. I wanted him. He began kissing down my jaw line and stopped at my chin he looked into my eyes, both of us breathing heavily he carried me onto the couch and tossed me down onto it. I wanted him so badly. My panties were soaked with my pleasure, and I had goose bumps covering my skin. John looked down to me a look of passion steaming from his eyes and he ordered me to stay put. He walked out of the room and I didn't dare move a muscle. My breathing was ragged and heavy, I wanted to know what he was doing, I wanted his mouth back on mine! When he entered he held a number of things behind his back. He looked at me and said, "Do you trust me?" I nodded. "Say it" he ordered, "Yes" I replied shakily. He told me to close my eyes and he tied a soft think ribbon across my eyes. My breathing quickened and I felt my clit throb with his every touch. I sat on his couch without my sight wondering what could possibly come next. I felt a tug on my arm urging me forward, "on your knees" he ordered. I slid to my knees with his guidance and felt his thighs in front of me which could only mean my face was inches away from his cock. I heard the zipper of his pants. "Stroke it beautiful, make me hard before you take me in your mouth." He said, his voice husky and raw. I licked my hand so that it would slide across his dick smoothly. As I moved my hand up and down I could feel him stiffen and I got even more excited, I would get to put him into my mouth. He told me to open up and I took him into my mouth. At first he left me work my lips and tongue up and down his large shaft, but then he tangled his fingers through my hair and rocked my mouth over his cock faster and faster. I could hear his breath quicken and I could feel the wetness dripping from my pussy into my panties. I was pleasing him and it turned me on so much more. "You like me fucking your face?" he asked I moaned in response and opened wider. He pulled out of my mouth and I gasped. I wanted him inside me, I needed to be stuffed. He lifted me onto the couch and I layed back until my head rested on a pillow. I heard him grab something off the coffee table, felt him sit between my legs and then I heard the buzzing. He had the vibrator on a low setting and circled it around my nipples. Starting with one he let the vibrator hover as I twitched underneath waiting for any type of feeling. He pulled the vibrator and began flicking my nipples with his tongue. When they were stiff and wet the vibrator returned and my senses heightened he turned the setting up and trailed it along my skin until he reached the top of my panties. "You are going to cum for me and then I am going to fuck you" he commanded. I shuddered. Gone was his joking from the bistro, I loved his commanding voice and I was melting with every command. He pulled my panties of agonizingly slow and I wiggled under the suspense, but he didn't let up. He dragged the vibrator across my clit and I jumped. I needed a release! The vibrator was back on low and he continued to stroke my clit. It felt amazing but not enough for me to cum. He took the vibrator away and licked my clit slowly at first and then he began picking up the pace. I was on the edge with every flick of his tongue brought me closer and closer. Just as I was about to let go and let my orgasm wash over me he stopped. I let out a long moan, why was he teasing me I wanted this release, I wanted him to fuck me hard! He stuffed the vibrator into my pussy and turned it up on high. I was shaking waiting for my release, and then it hit me, I needed to ask him, I needed his permission to cum. "Please" I begged. "Please John" I pleaded but he said nothing. "I need to cum John, Please!" "Cum for me beautiful" he said in a low tone. My eyes opened I hadn't realized I was clenching them so tight. I opened them to blackness and immediately clenched them again I let go finally letting the vibrations run through me and I shook with pleasure until I felt like I couldn't take anymore. John pulled the vibrator from my pussy with a gush of my juices, and immediately stuffed his throbbing cock into my dripping cunt. He felt amazing. As he stuffed me to the brim he ripped off the blind fold. I didn't know if I could handle the fucking he would be giving me but I took it. He pounded into me, going to the hilt each time. I felt myself building again with each thrust. He changed his pace going slower and I knew he was getting closer to release he looked into my eyes and rammed into me faster and faster until I felt him go rock solid and he quickly pulled out and spurted his hot load all over my tits. I felt owned, and beautiful, and amazing. Meeting John's Boss! I had absolutely no idea what my husband wanted me to do! He had rung me from his work and told me we were meeting his boss at a restaurant at 7pm and I was to get ready for a wonderful night out! He further said I was to dress up so that I would be very attractive to his boss and, if I hadn't got myself dressed by the time he reached home, he would help me dress properly! John and I have been married for 7 years and have a wonderful relationship and enjoy being married to each other. We have never done anything much out of the ordinary but then again we didn't really want to because we were so happy with one another. The only time we had actually discussed playing around with other partners was when we had heard about close friends of ours who had been caught out swinging and their children had been very upset. Of course we don't have any children yet although we are planning on starting a family in the near future. I am 27 and John is 31 and we are totally compatible in every way. When John tells me to dress properly and to attract his boss I started to wonder just what he was expecting of me. Before John arrived home I showered and shaved my underarms and legs and thought about trimming my pubic hair but I know John loves my very bushy hair and I didn't want to shave or trim it unless he approved first. I really didn't know what to wear so I simply put on a small housecoat and waited until John arrived home. He greeted me with a passionate kiss and felt up my tits as he usually does when he comes home and then asked me why I wasn't dressed as it was getting a bit late. I told him straight out I didn't know what to wear and he just grinned at me and said he would fix that! John took me into our bedroom and soon rummaged around in my wardrobe until he found a very thin blouse (one I hadn't worn much because it was too revealing even with a bra) and one of my mini-skirts! I haven't worn mini-skirts for some time as I no longer consider myself teenage material and it is the young ones who wear mini-skirts. John told me these two items would look great and with that I reached over to my underwear drawer and took out a bra and some panties. John quickly grabbed these off me and threw them back into the drawer. He told me he wanted me to be very sexy with his boss and I certainly wasn't to wear either a bra or panties. I was quite shocked because in all the 7 years we have been married John has never asked me to go out without my panties! Sure, I have left off my bra lots of times at John's request but these occasions were never where we were likely to be seen by any of out friends. I have reasonable sized breasts and pointed nipples and, although I like to wear a bra, I feel it is very sexy when my breasts bounce as I walk without a bra. Naturally I protested to John that I couldn't wear that see-through blouse if I wasn't wearing a bra but John insisted. We argued for several minutes before John finally gave in and told me I could wear a bolero jacket which was one of his favourites. Next was the argument about my panties! Of course I wanted to wear panties but John insisted and finally I knew I just wasn't going to win so ungraciously I gave in and stood there in front of my husband wearing my very see-through blouse, my very short mini-skirt and a pair of high heeled shoes! I wasn't very happy at all and in a fit of temper I demanded to know what the hell he thought he was making me do? He kept on telling me we were going to be late if we didn't hurry and this made me all the more reluctant to go with him. Finally I stood up in front of my husband, the man I love so much, and said, "Well John, what exactly is it you want me to do? You have me dressed as a slut and that makes me a slut! What do you want me to do to your boss? Do you want me to fuck him?" My outburst shocked John but he held his temper although I thought he was about hit me. He said, in a husky voice, "If that seems to be what is needed, of course you should fuck him!" With that said, he walked out the front door and I had no alternative but to follow him. When we were in the car driving to the restaurant I again asked him why he was promoting me as a slut to his boss. All I could get out of him was that it was what he wanted and I should do it or there would be big problems. He finally agreed he was trying to impress his boss and knew there would be a big promotion soon and he wanted it! If that meant he had to make his wife act like a slut towards his boss then so be it! I almost burst into tears but somehow held them back mainly because I didn't want his boss to see me crying. I had met his boss before but only once. He is a big black man who has complete control over the company in our city and my husband is about 4th in the line of command. I know my husband is very ambitious but I never in all my dreams thought he would be this pathetic to offer his own wife to his boss. I really felt sick in my stomach and just couldn't think of any way I could get out of this mess. We arrived at the restaurant roughly on time and were ushered to a rather secluded table at the rear of the premises where his boss was already seated. The men shook hands and the boss - Damien - shook my hand but held in much too long making me feel very uncomfortable. Damien literally pulled me around the table so that I was sitting next to him on this very soft bench seat while he motioned John to sit on the seat on the opposite side of the table. Drinks were served and we began chatting about seemingly nothing and I really wasn't thinking straight because I just wanted to find a way of leaving and going home. I was shocked out of me reverie by suddenly feeling Damien's hand on my leg just above my knee. I gave a slight jump and looked immediately over to John to see if he knew what was happening but if he did he chose to ignore my predicament. Damien then asked me if I wanted John to be promoted to a more senior position in the company. Almost in a trance I said, "Yes, Damien, that would be very good for John but is he likely to get that promotion?" Damien's reply was totally predictable. He said, "Well, Dianne, that depends almost entirely upon you! I suppose John had explained I would like to get to know you a lot better and if you are prepared to treat me right then he surely would be promoted!" My heart fell as I heard these words. I knew John wanted his promotion but I also knew it was up to me now to do whatever Damien wanted otherwise the promotion was off! Damien's hand on my leg slowly made its way up my leg until it was only inches from my pubic bush. I tried to remain calm but I found it just too difficult to maintain a conversation while this man's hand was running up my leg. John seemed totally oblivious to what Damien might be doing and kept up a patter as if nothing was wrong. A gentle pull on my leg told me Damien wanted my legs apart and almost in a trance I spread my legs as Damien's hand reached my cunt and he began stroking me. Now I couldn't avoid reacting and as his fingers rubbed around my genitals I just couldn't help moaning and as I looked at John he just ignored my reaction to Damien's hand and kept on talking about the company. When Damien managed to get at least 2 fingers up inside my cunt and another finger stroking my clit I couldn't help myself and I had an orgasm. Now there was no way John could avoid seeing I was being felt up by Damien but still he took no notice. By now my skirt was almost around my waist having been pulled up by Damien and I was sitting on the leather seat with my bare bum. As I moved on the leather I made noises as if I was farting and this embarrassed me but Damien thought it was funny and John still ignored me completely. Damien told John he was a very lucky man to have a wife who is so beautiful and willing to make his boss happy. John, the fool, told Damien he really wanted his wife to take care of his boss and was very happy no matter what he, Damien, wanted. Our second course had been served and dishes removed before Damien leaned over to me, his hand still on my pussy and his fingers inside me, and kissed me on the lips. At first I pulled away but when I looked at John he glared at me and so I returned to kissing Damien. He had big black lips and at first they repulsed me but soon he had his tongue in my mouth and it was doing wonderful things with my mouth and I just had to give in to his demands. After several minutes of kissing Damien eased back on his seat, still holding my pussy, but now told me to undo the buttons on my blouse. Again I looked over at John but he just nodded and so realising I had little alternative I started undoing the buttons. When I had about half undone I stopped but Damien wanted them all undone and although I didn't want to undo any more he didn't push me. Instead he told John to come around and sit next to me. I was terribly upset when John sat next to me because he could now see my skirt around my waist, my pubic hair on display with Damien's hand between my spread legs! John ignored my state of embarrassment and simply sat alongside me. Damien then told John to undo the rest of the buttons on my blouse because I somehow seemed to be reluctant to undo them myself. John didn't hesitate but simply continued undoing the buttons until they were all undone - all 9 of them - and then Damien told him to pull the blouse apart so he could see my tits! He didn't even call them breasts - to him they were just tits! With almost a happy expression on his face, John pulled the sides of my blouse apart until the edges were under my arms and my breasts were exposed to his view. I am not ashamed of my breasts in fact I am very proud of them and, apart from a few boys I had dated before I met John who had bared my breasts, nobody else had seen them. Oh that isn't quite correct. Once before when we were on holidays we had gone to a beach and at John's insistence I had removed my bikini top and sat on the beach bare breasted with hundreds of men (and women) walking past and looking at my exposed breasts. The few boyfriends who had seen my breasts didn't really count although they and all had a good feel and a number of them had actually sucked on my nipples but nobody had fucked me before I met John. This wasn't to say a lot of the boyfriends hadn't played with my cunt and brought me to orgasm and I had jerked a lot of them off as well but I had never been fucked! I was very proud of that fact and I had disappointed a lot of boys. Damien looked at my bare breasts very carefully but to this time he hadn't touched them. He still had his hand between my legs and his constant fingering had brought me to orgasm 4 times already and I was getting close again. Damien then told John he thought the bolero top was getting in the way so John took this off me leaving me with only this very thin blouse already tucked well under my arms totally exposing my breasts to his and anyone else's gaze. Fortunately we were in a private part of the room and no other people were dining nearby but the waiter kept coming back with food etc., and he had a good look at my bared breasts when he was near us. Damien then told John to take off my blouse altogether as it was in the way! I have never been so embarrassed in my life as John slipped the blouse over my shoulders and arms and right off my body. I was now sitting at the table naked to the waist and apart from my mini-skirt which was now more like a belt around my middle, I was naked below my waist! Reaching over and taking a breast in his hand, Damien started stroking my breast and nipple and now I was turned on so much I knew I was about to cum again - aided by Damien's hand still fingering my pussy. Once I had cum Damien leaned over and started licking my nipple before he took it into his mouth and began sucking it quite hard. This also had the effect of making me aroused and with the finger still playing with my cunt, I came again! I was overly excited and feeling hot and damp and badly wanted Damien to stop playing with me but he didn't! He suggested John move back to his former seat and this left just Damien and myself together. His hand on my pussy never let up and he had me squirming all the time. After our main course was served - Damien managed to eat his entire main course with one hand continuously on my pussy - and the dishes cleared away, Damien told John we should go up to a room he had already booked in the hotel next door! I felt terrible now realising I was probably about to be fucked by John's boss. John came around to my side of the table and helped my replace my bolero jacket but this didn't meet in the middle and in fact only closed to within about 6" leaving my cleavage totally visible to anyone in the restaurant. Also the front of the bolero wasn't shaped like my breasts and so it just sort of hung down over my nipples making almost all of my breasts visible to the other patrons as we walked out. I had managed to pull down my mini-skirt so that looked acceptable but it was my breasts which worried me because I was so exposed. Damien hadn't even paid the account for the meal - he had just nodded to the waiter and it was accepted he would pay later. We walked out of the restaurant with Damien's arm around me with John trailing along behind us. We walked next door to the hotel and straight into the lift which soon whisked us to the top floor where Damien had booked a room. I was very upset that John was just allowing me to be taken along by John but no matter what I wanted it was obvious I had no choice. We entered this huge apartment Damien had booked and first glance showed me there was a huge bed in the center of the room, a separate bathroom and another room which presumably was a dressing or perhaps storage room. Damien motioned for John to take a seat on a chair near the bed and with that Damien left the room and entered the bathroom. I rushed over to John and demanded to know what was going on but all he would say was that he really wanted this promotion and the only way he was going to get it was for me to fuck Damien. He also said, "My Dear, it is your duty to help your husband and I expect you to really take care of Damien!" My only response to John was short. "Well, if that is what you think of me as your wife I have only one thing to say to you - Yes, John, I will fuck Damien and get you your promotion but this is the end of our marriage no matter what you think! As soon as I get home from this debacle I will be seeing my solicitor to begin divorce action." John's look of horror gave me some satisfaction but I knew I could no longer love any man who would prostitute his wife for his own promotion. Once my words were said there wasn't time for John to react before Damien returned to the room. He walked over to me and started kissing me quite passionately and, because I had said my piece to John, I now started to return his kisses. He kissed me hard for a long time with lots of tongue and despite the fact I shouldn't have been enjoying myself I actually liked it all. Soon he stopped kissing me and took off my bolero exposing my tits again. His hands soon covered my breasts and he took my nipples between his fingers and thumbs and rolled them back and forth making me very aroused. I really loved what he was doing to my breasts and without him prompting me I reached up and began kissing him again. I think he was a little surprised at how passionate I was becoming but right now I wanted this man to fuck me and fuck me good in front of my useless husband. It wasn't long before Damien was sucking on my nipples and I was having mini orgasms all the time. I was beginning to tremble with excitement and this wasn't lost on Damien. Once his hand touched my knee and rather quickly moved up the inside of my leg, I knew it wouldn't be long before I would be fucked by this huge black man and I wanted him right now. He continued to play with my clit and I kept on cumming and he loved this. He took off my skirt and now, apart from my shoes, I was naked in front of this black man and right now I was anxious for him to fuck me, particularly because my idiot husband was sitting there watching it all. It was rather awkward for me to be standing with my legs quite bowed so that I could allow Damien full access to my cunt and he soon recognised my position and literally lifted me over to the bed. Damien seemed to be very accomplished at making love because he didn't rush things but took his time arousing me all the time. Once I was flat on my back on the bed he gently arranged me so that my arms were above my head and my legs, although slightly parted, were flat on the bed. He then leaned over me and began kissing me on the mouth further arousing me. His mouth then moved down to my nipples where he sucked and sucked them both again arousing me and giving me mini orgasms again. Once he seemed to think I was totally aroused from his sucking on my nipples, he slowly kissed down my belly until he came to my navel. I have always been sensitive around my navel and now he was again arousing me with his tongue. He satisfied himself with my navel and then moved slowly down through my treasure trail (it is only rather sparse but a trail nevertheless) until he reached my pubic mass. He kissed my pubic hair gently tugging it with his teeth and this was something new and arousing until he moved his fingers down through the hair reaching my cunt! His fingers were parting my bush and exposing my clit and my cunt lips. I am blessed with almost no lips and my slit is very smooth and neat to look at. He couldn't keep his mouth away from my cunt and soon I was very wet not only from my own excitement juices but also from his saliva from his licking. He began sucking my clit and I can tell you I can't stand much of that before I find it too arousing and must stop. Once I told him to stop he did so and in turn took off all of his clothes and showed me his rather long and hard cock! It was certainly the largest I had ever seen and, although I had seen quite a few before I met John, I had never felt another cock inside me except for John! This was going to be a great experience provided I was able to take that much larger size inside me. I was completely used to John and his cock but this was a different story - his cock was much, much larger than John's puny (by comparison) cock! He placed his hard cock against my lips and, although I hadn't been a fan of sucking cock - I think this came about because several of my earlier boyfriends had cum in my mouth when I was sucking them instead of letting them fuck me and I didn't expect it - I took his cock into my mouth! It was, of course, much too large to take in whole and I had to settle for sucking the head of his cock and perhaps the first 3" but I just couldn't get any more in my mouth. Damien was a gentle man despite his size and he very slowly fucked my mouth. Every now and again I had to lift my mouth off his cock to get my breath back but he didn't mind smiling at me each time. I also took the time to look over at John, sitting there like the idiot he was, but his expression was lacking any emotion and I got the impression he wasn't at all happy having to watch me being fucked by Damien. Damien fucked my mouth very gently and after some time he started to groan and I knew from experience he was about to shoot his cum into my mouth. Although I had swallowed lots of cum from earlier boyfriends and also, of course, from John, I knew I wanted this load more than ever before. I took his balls in my hands and squeezed them hoping to make him more aroused and ready to shoot his load deep into my mouth. He was certainly ready to cum and with him holding my head steady his cock swelled up and then his spurts of cum started into my mouth. I had to swallow very quickly otherwise I might have drowned there was so much cum. It kept on spurting into my mouth and I kept on swallowing huge gulps of black man's cum. I loved the taste and hoped John absolutely hated what I was doing to Damien. When Damien finally seemed to have shot his last load he pulled his cock out of my mouth and bent over and kissed me hard pushing his tongue into my mouth despite having just cum in there. He didn't seem worried about my mouth tasting with cum. Damien rolled over onto the bed and relaxed completely while I just sat back and looked at his limp cock and then over to John. In a quiet voice I told John how much I had enjoyed having mouths full of cum and hoped he enjoyed watching me servicing Damien. He couldn't seem to speak so I just smiled at him and told him he was about to see his wife get fucked - something he would never see again himself! Meeting John's Boss! Damien heard this and looked over at me rather quizzically but all I said was, "Damien, how long before you can fuck me?" Damien grinned at me and said, "Well Dianne I may have to rely on you for that! As soon as you feel like sucking my cock again perhaps you will be able to make it hard again and then we can fuck to your hearts content!" That was all the incentive I needed so I turned myself around so that my head was near Damien's cock and slowly took that lovely but limp cock into my mouth. I looked over at John while I was taking that wonderful cock into my mouth and made sure he could see exactly what I was doing. I had moved around so that I was actually facing John over Damien's body and to be able to take that cock into my mouth as I did must have been a big insult to John. As I was sucking his cock Damien started to breathe loudly and I knew I was having the right effect on him. His cock began to stiffen and soon it was right at full mast - now I was going to be fucked by that great weapon. I really didn't want to stop sucking his cock - it was so lovely in my mouth - it is really smooth and velvety and felt so good in my mouth but I knew I had to remove it from my mouth if ever I was going to be fucked by it. I turned around so I was lying alongside Damien and we began kissing passionately while I played with his cock and he had several fingers up inside my cunt. We were both exceedingly excited doing this and at last Damien said, "Dianne, if you are ready I would like to fuck you in front of your husband!" This was what I was waiting for - I had changed completely from hating the thought of sex with another man to now hardly able to wait for him to fuck me. Damien positioned me along the bed and again started kissing my lips, my breasts and nipples and my belly button on his way down to my clit and cunt! He took his time and as long as I could reach I held and stroked his hard cock. His kisses really aroused me further than I thought possible and he lingered in my belly button and then slowly made his way down through my bush to my clit. My bush is quite black although I have quite fair skin and my bush is a definite contrast to my skin. Of course Damien's black skin is also a great contrast to my skin and I just loved the two colors as they came together. Damien knew I liked having my cunt licked and sucked and also my clit so he positioned himself between my legs with his feet hanging over the end of the bed so that he had his face between my legs. He began rubbing his face in my bush - also something I like - and then he gently parted my bush so he could suck on my clit! This was almost too much and I squirmed around as stabs of excitement shot through my body. Next he left my clit alone and moved lower so he could actually suck my cunt. As I said I don't have long lips and my cunt is very neat but he gently parted my crack and burrowed his long tongue inside me. He kept on kissing me for almost 10 minutes and that is a terribly long time for any girl to have her cunt licked and sucked but somehow I endured it. I just loved his tongue on my slit and I kept telling him so. At last he slowly moved up over my body again kissing my bush, trail, belly button and then nipples and breast before he reached my mouth. He kept moving on my body and the feeling was tremendous. At last his mouth reached mine and when he kissed me he had a very wet mouth from my cunt juices and I just love the taste of myself. Damien asked me if I was ready and, under the circumstances, that was a totally ridiculous question. Of course I was ready - I could hardly contain myself any longer. He told me to spread my legs as wide as I could and, when I had done that, he told me to now pull my legs up so they were wide apart but also pulled up towards my head. Now, I was as exposed as I had ever been - my cunt was open and I was just aching for him to stick his cock inside me. Just before he touched my cunt opening with his cock I took one last look over at John. He looked a totally pathetic person sitting there watching what was happening to me. Damien noticed I was looking at John and asked me if everything was O.K. I replied things were never better and now I was ready for him to fuck me! Because my cunt was pulled open and my legs were so far apart Damien just rested his large cock head against my cunt and with a little bit of movement from me his cock started to slide inside me. I think it should have been too big to enter me easily but I was so aroused and totally wet - from my juices and Damien's saliva - his cock just seemed to slip inside me easily. Damien was kissing me while he was entering me and when I felt his cock reach right inside me and hit my cervix I knew I was about to be well and truly fucked! Again I looked over at John and knew I had now ruined his life. I know he wanted me to fuck or at least expose myself to Damien so he could get his promotion but now he was seeing it go so much further. He now understood he would probably never fuck me again and to have to watch as Damien's big black cock entered my cunt was just about too much for John. Now that Damien's cock was right inside me he really started to fuck me - or perhaps he was actually making love to me - his stroking was so gentle I really thought he was making love to me. The sensations overtook me and I started to have small orgasms and this made me cling to his body even harder. I had my legs wrapped around his back and my arms around his neck and we were kissing furiously while we were fucking (or making love). We fucked for a really long time - I wondered just how Damien could hold off cumming inside me for so long. My orgasms were building up and I knew I would have a huge orgasm when he finally came himself. Well, fuck me he did and it was going on so long I didn't know how I could take it any more but at last he whispered in my ear. He said, "Darling, Dianne, are you ready for me to shoot my cum inside your delicious cunt? Are you ready to be my girl? Are you sure you can take all of this right now?" My answer was "Yes, yes and yes! Please fuck me and let John see I am your woman now and not his!" With that Damien began to increase his thrust speed and soon he was just pumping his cock into me so fast I had orgasm after orgasm each bigger than the last. At last I felt him shudder and he whispered, "I love you!" as he started pumping his cum right up inside my cunt! I couldn't always feel when John shot his load inside me and often I had thought he had done so and had stopped working with him but sometimes I was wrong. There was no hope of being wrong while Damien was shooting his cum up inside me! It hit with sharp jets right up inside my cunt and I guessed he was hitting my cervix - the jets were quite sharp and I came with my biggest orgasm I had ever experienced. I had been well and truly fucked and I loved every minute of it! Before Damien pulled his cock out of me I looked over at John again and I really thought I could see tears in his eyes - I sincerely hoped so! Once Damien's cock was out of me I leaned up with my hands behind me so I could look at my cunt. I was amazed to see just how much cum was running out of me! It was pooling on the bed sheets and I knew thorough washing was in order there. I looked at Damien's cock and it was covered with my juices and his cum but I thought nothing but love for that cock and quickly moved so I could take it into my mouth again and suck it clean! While I was sucking his cock - and it took quite some time but I loved sucking his cock - he started to get hard again. My cunt had obviously been stretched but Damien had been so gentle it hadn't hurt much at all and now I was ready for a second fucking just so long as Damien could keep his cock hard. Because I was still lying on my back and his cum was flowing out of my cunt and down over my arsehole I suddenly had a wicked thought. The one place John had always wanted to fuck me was in my arsehole but I would never let him! I knew it would hurt too much and didn't want to try it much to John's disappointment. Now, however, I was on top of the world and game to try anything. I paused from sucking Damien's cock and asked him if he would like to fuck my arsehole! I knew instantly that this was a great turn on for him and the way his cock seemed to stiffen even more in my mouth told me all I needed to know. When I asked Damien to fuck my arsehole I also heard John say, "No, no way!" but I simply chose to ignore him completely. Damien was now ready to fuck me again and this time he had me on my hands and knees on the bed with my cunt facing John! I knew Damien would position me there so John couldn't miss seeing him fuck my arsehole. I had some second thoughts about being fucked there but I trusted Damien and knew he would be gentle with me. Despite my arsehole being very wet and no doubt somewhat full of the cum which was running down into it, Damien didn't want to take any chances so he thrust his cock back into my overly wet cunt collecting juices as he did so. Then he placed his cock head against my anus and gave a very gentle push. I don't know how I did it but somehow I relaxed enough for his head to simply slip inside my arsehole! The next couple of thrusts allowed him to go deeper and deeper and I began to wonder if my rectum would be voided enough to not embarrassed Damien. I had no experience at all at being fucked in my arsehole and wondered about lubrication but amazingly enough there seemed to be enough lube and Damien's cock kept sliding right up inside me and back out again and I could feel my orgasm building up again. At long last Damien yelled out he was about to cum and to my amazement I came at the same time. I could actually feel his cum shooting up into my back passage and the feeling was wonderful. Damien's cock didn't stay hard so long this time and it soon popped out of my arsehole followed by a river of cum and some staining shit! I was a bit embarrassed but Damien didn't seem to mind and we kissed and hugged for some minutes afterwards. At last all of our sexual activity was over for the day - Damien was exhausted but after all he had cum three times inside me and anyway I had had enough too. I walked into the bathroom and Damien and I showered together taking the opportunity to further play with each other's body but we were both too tired to have more sex. When we returned to the bedroom John was still sitting on the same chair and the look on his face was shocking! He was a beaten man and I didn't care one little bit! Damien took some time to shower with me and had been whispering sweet thoughts in my ears and most of these thoughts were about me living with him from now on. I just didn't love John any more and never wanted to return to him so I accepted Damien's offer. I had heard Damien had a huge mansion in the better part of the city although I had never seen it. At first Damien had thought to stay in the motel room with me for the rest of the night but when he pointed to the very soiled bed linen he suggested we return to his mansion immediately. John of course protested and told Damien he was going to take me home with him but Damien drew himself up to his full height and simply told John he could never continue to employ a man who was as weak as John. He continued, telling John that any man who would give his wife to another man simply for a promotion had no place in his companies. He told John he was dismissed and not to come to the office any more - his severance check would be sent to him soon. John stood there with a very bowed head and started to beg Damien to take him back into the business but Damien was very strong and simply told him to fuck off! The way John slunk out of the motel room told me I had made the right decision and I never wanted to see him again. Damien had several mansions mostly in the cities where he had his businesses and we soon developed a sincere bond between us. He confided in me that he had not intended fucking me when he first told John to bring me along to the meal. He had thought John would make me dress properly and that he, Damien, would have no chance of playing around with me but when he saw how John had made me dress he simply took advantage of the situation and we were both glad that he did! I am now divorced from John and living happily with Damien. I know Damien will never marry me and I readily accept that but I can tell you I am having a wonderful time until he throws me out. I also know he is a very generous man and I am sure when he is tired of me he will give me a generous settlement. Damien isn't always with me - he takes extended business trips to his other companies but when he is at home with me we make the sweetest love together. I have become so addicted to his huge cock I don't know what will happen after he leaves me but I will worry about that later on. I also know a lot of my former friends have shunned me for living with Damien but I don't care. I have made up my mind that when I leave Damien I will move to another city a long way away and start a new life over again. I just hope I can pick a better man than John was!