3 comments/ 82204 views/ 16 favorites Christine Ch. 01 By: Capelmawr I WAS SITTING OUTSIDE THE PUB HAVING AN AFTER WORK drink with my friend Jack when a tall, thin, half caste, yuppie looking guy sat down with us. I gathered he knew Jack slightly and had decided , uninvited to join us. It was a pleasant day, the sun was shining and I felt that all was right in the worls. All that was about to change. Jack had got to his feet and was going to get three more drinks when Christine walked by. She looked hot in a swirly summer dress, cut low to show off her nice sized breasts and high enough to show off her long and curvy legs. The yuppie type let out a long, slow whistle and waved to her as she passed and she nodded back, whether to me or the yuppies I do not know, and carried on walking down the road. The yuppie watched her go and then turnedto me and said "Gorgeous isn't she? She's just started work at our place and already the guys are queing up to have first crack at her." "What do you mean?" I found myself asking. "Well, she's twenty four, recently divorced, has no current boyfriend, so it stands to reason that she must miss having it put to her, doesn't it? Well we've got a competition, everyone put twenty pounds into the kitty and the first one to bang her takes the lot. Five hundred pounds and that body to play with. Sounds good to me. Wouldn't you bang her even without the money?" I felt my temperature rising, but Jack beat me to it. "Do you know who you are taking about?" he demanded. "Yes, his ex-wife." He said pointing at me. "But I don't mind cast offs when they look like she does. I reckon her pussy would look just fine wrapped around my black cock, although I'm betting that Martin, our boss, will get into her panties first. He's got it all going for him, good looking, nice home, great set of wheels and pots of cash. I don't think it will take him long. You should se4e the size of his cock, she'll be well stretched out time he has finished with her. Then he will pass her down the line for the rest of us to get our jopllies. She'll be a right little slut time we've finished with her." He got up and left before I could get to him. Jack looked across at me anxiously. "Steady down. He's just an obnoxious little prick, not worth getting steamed up about. Anyway, you must have known that when you and Christine got divorced that it wouldn't be long befores som,eone came sniffing round, looking like she does, lookinmg for whatever he can get from her." He was right I suppose. It was just that I still hoped that Christine and I were not over forever and that no-one else would stand a chance. Once again I cursed my rotten luck that had made mr go on the stag night of a friend of mine. I had got6ten rotten drunk and ended up in bed with a girl we had seen at a pub. Christine had found out about it through the wife of one of our companions that night and that was the end of us as far as she was concerned. Six months later she had got a divorce, much to my regret. Ever since then I had been trying to get her back and at the moment it felt like I was making progress. I had taken her out five times now since I had moved into the house opposite our old home, where she still lived, and I had thought that there was no-one else on the scene. Now it appeared that I had plenty to worry about. After having one more drinkl with Jack I headed home. I worried about whether I should tell Christine what I had learnt. Would she take my word for what I had been told or should I keep my silence and hope she did not fall into a trap? In the end I decided to keep my silence and trust in her good sense. When I got home I telephoned her and we chatted, mostly about nothing for about an hour. She told me about her new job and said she was enjoying it. Then at the end of the call she told me she was going to start dating again. She said she had been asked out to dinner the next evening and had decided to accept as she hadn't been out of the house, except to see me in the last six months. I did not like the sound of that! The next evening I watched out of the window to see who she was going out with. About eight o clock a car drew up outside her door and a young coloured man in a suit got out, walked to her door and rang the doorbell. After about a minute Christine came out of the door and walked to the car with him. She looked stunning in a little black dress that again showed the promise of her small but delicious breasts and was cut high enough to show her great set of legs and was tight enough round her hips to hug her cute little backside. Her hair was done in bunches that made her look a lot younger than she was. All in all the effect was stunning. I watched whilst he opened the car door and ushered her into the passenger seat, which he closed for her and walked round the car and got into the drivers seat and drove off. Then I went across the road and, using my key, unlocked the garage door. Behind the bench I found the cameras I was looking for. Some time in the past I had brought six spike video cameras for a purpose I could not now fully remember. In their day they were the latest thing in surveillance, with a radio range of 200 yards and the ability to be tuned into an ordinary television set and recorded off of it with a DVD recorder. I think I had used them as a burglar deterrent, leaving them on whilst we were out to record anyone who broke into the house. Now my idea was to use them against anyone who tried to break into Christine! I rigged them up to cover the living room and our former, now Christines, bedroom. Luckily no-one saw me install them, but if they had I would have told them the original reason we had brought them and say Christine was worried in case somebody broke into the house while she was at work. Then I went home and tuned them in to my television. My idea was that I could interrupt anything I saw I did not like as far as the plans the yuppie and his friends for Christine. It was nearly midnight when the car brought Christine back to the house. She looked a little unsteady on her feet as though she had drunk a little more than she should hqave, and I was a little concerned. It turned out that I needn't have been because the man escorted her to her door, kissed her on the forehead and left as soon as Christine had opened her door. She seemed to hesitate for a moment as he left, but then went inside and closed the door. It seemed that she was safe for the night at least. The next day I went over to her house first thing when I got home and asked her out the next evening but she said she had already got a date for that evening, so perhaps some other time. The next evening I watched as she was collected by another tall coloured man who once again was the model of propriety when he picked her up. The only difference was that his car was bigger and more expensive and when he brought her home he swept her into his arms and kissed her thoroughly before leaving her. I also noticed that she stared after him as he drove away. Two nights later he was back, once again being the perfect gentleman when picking her up, but when he dropped her off at about midnight he swept into his arms, cupped her buttocks with his hands and gave them a thorough working over before he left. Christine did not object and seemed to welcome his advances. I was getting worried now! Two nights later he was back again, whisking Christine off in his car, which I now knew was a Porsche, presumably for a meal out. I knew now that it would be midnight before they returned, so rather than just sit and wait, I phoned Jack and met him in a pub on the outskirts of town. We sat there with me pouring out my woes to Jack when Christine appeared on the arm of her escort in the adjoining bar. She seemed slightly drunk and very animated, laughing at her escorts jokes and cuddling up to him. They were joined by a group of coloured yuppie types who paid Christine lots of attention and seemed very subservient to her escort. I guessed that he was Martin, their boss. As I watched they produced some hand rolled cigarettes which they lit and passed around. I noticed that Martin was making sure that Christine took more than her fair share of puffs on the cigarettes and noticed that the air was now full of the sweet, sickly smell of dope. Christine was looking more and more out of it and I began feeling anxious for her. Jack looked at me. "I've found out a few things about the company Christines working for." He said, "First of all, all the men are coloured or half caste and they only employ good looking white girls. The rumour is that they use the girls as bait, if you get good sales figures you get a night with the girl of your choice. I do not know how they hook the girls, but I suspect they use drugs. If they have targeted Christine they will turn her into a right little slag." This made me more apprehensive than ever, and I determined to protect Christine if I could. In the end my bladder betrayed me and I had to go to the toilet. I made sure that Jack kept an eye on Christine whilst I was away with instructions to call me if there was any sign of her leaving. I was relieving myself at the urinal when I felt someone push me down the line and looking up I saw that it was Martin. "Yes, tonights the night," he said to someone behind him,"Tonight I'll get into the delicious little Christines panties and nail her hard. Judging by what I have just seen I'll have to stretch her out quite a bit first. Still, its nice when they are really tight, isn't it." I l;ooked across and saw he was pointedly looking down at me peeing beside him, and smiling down at my penis. I glanced down at him and what I saw took my breath away. He was monstrous. He wasn't even hard but he eclipsed me by a good four inches in length and his girth was incredible. I doubted any girl could take him, let alone Christine who I remembered as tight and small. Then with another laugh he was gone. When I came back to the bar, Christine and Martin had left. Saying a hasty goodnight to Jack, I ran to my car and quickly drove home. The Porsche was parked outside Christines house so I quickly went into my house and switched the television and the cameras on. I tried the bedroom camera but the bedroom was empty, but when I turned to the living room camera I could see that Martin had wasted no time. He was seated on the settee with Christine sitting on his lap, turned half away from him. She was naked! Martin had one of her lovely tits in his mouth, sucking on the nipple whilst one of his hands was down between her legs with one finger flicking at her clit. Christine was out of it as far as reason was concerned, just enjoying the sensations he was bringing to her body. I reached for the phone, thinking if I could speak to her I could appeal for some sanity, but the phone just gave an engaged signal. Looking at the camera image once again I could see that the phone had been dumped on the table away from the receiver. I watched the action whilst trying to decide what to do. Then Martin inserted tweo of his fingers into her pussy and started finger fucking her and she came very quickly. "Do you need anything more?" he asked. "Yesss" she mumbled. "What do you want then? He asked. "I want, no need, a cock in me." She groaned. "Do you want my black cock in your pussy?" he asked. "Yes," she moaned, "fuck me with your black cock." "Show me how much you want to be black fucked," he demanded. He got up and lowered his trousers and produced his gigantic cock and leaning forward he pushed the head against her lips. Christine opened her mouth and flicked her tongue at him, lathing the head. She then licked up and down the length of him and took the head into her mouth and began sucking the bulbous head, At that moment I snapped and got up and ran out of my house and headed across the road. As I ran up the path of Christines house someone grabbed me from behind and held me so I could not move. "Where do you think you are going?" a voice asked. "I've got to stop this." I said. "I don't think you should," the voice replied, " Christine wants to be fucked and Martin is willing to fuck her, so I think you should just let him get on with it. You can see her when he has finished stretching her out. Now, lets go back to your house and let them get on with it. It will be interesting to hear how much she cries out when he sticks that donkey dick of his deep inside her." Christine Ch. 02 My unknown assailant led me back to my house. I was unable to do anything but obey him because of the 'hurry up' hold he had me in. We went back into the sitting room where the television was still playing the spike cameras view. Christine was now almost sitting on Martins lap but with her feet on the ground on either side of his body. The bulbous head of his cock was now buried in her well stretched pussy. He had his hands underneath her arse, cupping the cheeks, whilst lowering her down onto him. Gravity was forcing his cock deeper inside of her. "Please be gentle." Pleaded Christine as that monster black cock stretched her. "You're telling me you want to be fucked gently?" said Martin. "I would have thought after over six months of going without you would want it rammed home." "Yes, ram it in me." She screamed. I was sat down in a wooden chair in front of the television by my captor, who produced a roll of sticky tape and proceeded to wrap it round me so that I could not move from the chair. "I told Martin that was why you used those cameras." He said, "So you could see Christine having it put to her. Well, we'll both watch shall we? I think we'll be up all night watching whilst Martin will probably be up all night as well. He will probably destroy her pussy during the night. Shame really, because she will not be so nice and tight when I get her, and I like them nice and tight. But that big old black cock of his will really stretch her out." He switched on the DVD recorder and put a DVD disc in the slot to record the action. Then settled down to watch . On the screen Martin had succeeded in getting all his cock inside Christine and was now ramming it up into her and sliding it out. Christine was moaning in ecstacy at the feelings she was getting from his ramming. Watching on television I still could not believe that he had managed to get that massive cock inside her. On the screen her pussy appeared stretched beyond all comprehension as that gigantic cock relentlessly pounded her, continuing her stretching out. Martin was mauling her tits as he pounded up into her, then he dropped one hand down to her pussy and began rubbing her clit as he rammed it into her. She came almost instantly and this seemed to encourage Martin more as he toyed with her body as he fucked her. It seemed to take forever but eventually he cried out "What a tight little fuck you are." And came, shooting his load up into her. I was amazed at Christine allowing him to cum bareback inside her, but felt that now he had finished the action was over for the night. I was soon to learn differently. Martin swept Christine up into his arms and carried her across the room. "I think we should carry this on in the bedroom so we can get nice and comfortable." He said. My co-watcher fiddled with the controls. "I know you've put cameras in the bedroom," he said, "Let's switch to those." After a few minutes he found the correct switches and the bedroom appeared on the screen. Martin had already prepared Christine for the second round of what I could now guess was going to be an all night session. He lay flat on the bed and had Christine mounted on his cock in a cowgirl position. My assailant managed to zoom the camera in on Christine and caught the sight of her pussy wrapped around Martins black cock. It was incredibly stetched. Her outer lips were flattened back against her legs to allow it inside her and her inner lips looked like rubber as that big black cock went in in and out of her. His cock was glistening with her juices as it buried inside her. I could hear her moan each time it went its full length into her and the slap of her groin against his stomach. "You've got a greedy little cunt, haven't you?" he cried "It keeps wanting to cum more and more." "God, yes, but then I've never had so big a cock inside me." "Ride that cock girl, ride that black cock!" he instructed her and she complied, pushing her pussy up and down on the monstrous cock, Cumming at regular intervals with cries of joy until, at last, he rewarded her with another load of his baby making batter. Both of them then collapsed on the bed and drifter off to sleep, sharing some much needed rest. But after maybe half an hour Martin started to stir and then sat up, gazing at the delight that was Christine laying beside him. He gabbed his cock and wanked it so that slowly he regained its hardness. Then he lifted Christine up on her hands and knees and walked on his knees so that he was behind her. He slid down until he was standing on the floor behind her and moved her so that she was on the edge of the bed. Then , holding his cock firmly in front of him he pushed it into her from behind and started fucking her again. Christine woke up with a start as he began reaming out her pussy again. She let out an enormous groan and began pushing her body back at the cock that was invading her once again. "She's really into it now, isn't she? Time we've finished with her this weekend she'll be the biggest black cock slut anywhere." My companion said. "Why are you doing this?" I asked. "I think Martin will tell you when he has finished, after the day shift takes his place." "Day shift?" "Oh yes, didn't I tell you? We are not going to leave her now she has got started. When Martin gives out we have a rota of others to take his place, Your little Christine is going to be black fucked non-stop this weekend. By the end she'll think that all there is in the world is getting nailed. And she'll be taking a lot of black cock, so she really gets used to it. By the end of the weekend she'll will only want black cock in that nice little pussy. Oh look, she's Cumming again." On screen Christine was obviously in the throws of an enormous orgasm as the black cock that was fucking her picked up speed. Obviously she was now stretched out enough to take that monster cock at full speed and was loving it. Martin was now ramming it home as hard as he could and the effect it was having on Christine was astounding. She was Cumming almost non-stop. Martin now held the bunches in her hair in his hands, like two handlebars of a bike as he ploughed his cock deep inside her. Christine was more worked up than ever, she began crying out "Oh! Uh! Oh! Ah!" in time with his thrusts. He let go of her hair and reached out round her front and grabbed her swinging tits. Squeezing them. "That's it, Martin," said my companion," work on those tits, pump them up so that they hang down and we can tit fuck her. You wait and see, time we are finished she'll be able to tit fuck anyone and probably will. We have fed her some pills we got from a pharmaceutical company we represent. They are supposed to help women with little tits develop enough to feed their babies and it looks like they will work a treat on Christine. Not that she hasn't got a nice rack on her, but they will be really big and worth feasting on when they have finished doing their job. " IT WAS ALMOST AS THOUGH Martin heard him, as he kept on pumping Christine's tits in time with his strokes into her. Christine was now in seventh heaven, Cumming almost continuously again and pumping back at him, urging him on and crying "Deeper, deeper, harder, harder." Martin was by now really ramming it into her and it was not long before he came again deep inside her. They both fell down on the bed and were asleep almost as soon as their heads hit the pillows. With the prospect of no other action but two people sleeping my companion fell asleep as well and even I dozed off, uncomfortable though it was still taped to the chair. I came back awake when he shook me some time later. "She's at it again." He said. I looked at the television screen. Martin was laying on his back on the bed, a big shit eating grin on his face. Christine was kneeling on the bed in front of him, her arse in the air, and his cock in front of her. She was once again licking at the head of it and trailing kisses along its length. "She sure loves that black cock of his, doesn't she?" asked my companion. "I love that tight little arse of hers; I'm going to break that in unless someone gets to it first. I reckon she'll be as tight as hell up there. Shame you never got there, isn't it." On screen Martin had decided to get some more action from Christine and had moved her onto her back and held her legs up tight to her chest and then plugged his cock in and begun to really hammer his cock home. Christine was moaning and grunting with the onslaught on her pussy. The screen showed her pussy being stretched amazingly open and again Martin was mauling her tits in time with his strokes. They already looked to have grown longer with his ministrations. I realized that the Christine I knew and loved was now long gone. In her place was a black cock loving slut who would do anything for black cock, I began to believe my captor when he had said that soon she would think only of her next black dicking.. I couldn't help shedding a tear for the Christine of old. Eventually Martin shot his load into her and they both lay down again on their backs. This time Martin produced some more of the hand rolled cigarettes from the bedside table and, lighting two of them, passed one to Christine. I watched as she drew in lungfulls of the dope and gradually watched as she lost all sense of where she was and what she was doing. Martin fed her another and when she had finished it, rose from the bed and started putting his clothes back on. "Where are you going?" Christine asked. "I've got to go to work." He said, "But do not worry, someone else will be here in a minute to carry on fucking you. You will get fucked by everyone in the team over this weekend and then we'll turn you over to the friends of them to fuck. You are going to be a right little black cock fuck slut by the time we've finished." Just then another man came into the room and started taking his clothes off. I was aghast to see that he too was coloured. "What is she like?" he asked. "She takes to being a slut as if she was born to it. She's nice and tight at the moment and she cums a lot and easily too. You'll enjoy her. She'll love your big black cock, I would say she's got the capacity to become a right little black cock slut if you play your cards right, or should I say play her pussy right?" He was now totally naked and he approached Christine, holding his cock out to her. It was enormous, even compared to Martin. He poked it at Christine's lips and she eagerly opened her mouth and slid it inside and immediately began licking and sucking. She was like a thirsty traveler finding water in the middle of the desert. She licked up and down that big black shaft and then lathed at the head for several minutes before taking him in her mouth again and sucking urgently on it. "Enjoying the show? I know that Cameron is enjoying it. She can really suck on that black cock, can't she? I bet that by the time we have finished she will suck or fuck any black cock that is shown to her. " I looked away from the screen to see that Martin had appeared in the room with me. He was not alone however. With him was a young girl who looked vaguely familiar. I was taken back when he seized my arm and produced a hypodermic needle and injected me in my arm. "Don't worry," he said, "It's just a drug to help you enjoy the show more." On screen Christine was licking down the length of the black cock again, obviously enjoying her task. "She sure loves that chocolate dick, doesn't she?" Said Martin. "And you'll love seeing her take it as well." On screen Christine was still slaving away, licking and sucking on that monster black cock. "What do you mean?" I asked. The girl came forward at a sign from Martin and knelt in front of me, slowly lowering the zip on my flies. She reached inside my trousers and extract my cock and began slowly to wank it in time with Christine's licking on the screen. On screen the black man had tired of her sucking him and had moved her so she lay flat on her back with her legs wide apart and positioned himself with his cock nuzzling the entrance to her pussy. Slowly he applied pressure to the entrance and as his cock began slowly to sink in my cock began to rise to attention. My cock felt painful it was so hard and erect and it seemed to intensify if I gazed at the screen to see Christine wiggling at the end of that big black cock. He was squeezing hard on her tits as he pushed ever deeper inside her and the outer lips of her pussy were becoming more and more stretched. The girl gently working my cock gazed up at me and cooed "Are you going to cum for me?" I groaned. The combination of seeing Christine on the television screen getting worked over and the girls soft but sure hands were really getting to me. ON screen the black man had managed to get his cock balls deep right into Christine and was beginning to saw it in and out of her. Her pussy was stretched right around his huge cock and was rippling as he thrust it into her and then withdrew. The sight turned me on even further and my cock began to ache for release. "God, you have a tight little pussy," the black man exclaimed. "I'm going to cum in a minute. I would hate to knock you up but I want to cum deep inside you! You are really into taking black cock now, aren't you?" A few more strokes and then he did indeed cum, thrusting his cock as far as it would go into her. At that moment I succumbed to the gentle hands of the girl on my cock and sent jets of cum arching through the air at the television screen. "He really nailed her, didn't he?" Said Martin. "Don't worry; there will be lots more to see." To be continued... Christine Ch. 03 I MUST HAVE PASSED OUT FROM THE INTENSITY OF MY ORGASM, and when I came around I was still bound to the chair and on screen Christine was still entertaining her new lover. She was now mounted on top of him, her legs either side of his body as she rode his cock which was embedded deep in her pussy. Her pussy was still stretched with the girth of him and her pussy lips were spread apart with her inner lips tight around him. It looked for all the world as though he was digging his cock into a tunnel as he jabbed it in and out of her. She was coming almost constantly and the sticky liquid flowed from her stretched pussy down his cock and onto his balls. Once again my cock was painfully erect as I watched her impaling herself on him whilst she groaned and moaned with each thrust of his inside her. A voice from behind me made me realize that Martin was still with me and watching too. "She is really loving that black cock working her pussy, isn't she?" he said. Just then the girl took hold of my cock again and slowly started wanking me again. I found myself straining to cum again.as Christine 'Oohed' and 'Aahed' along with the strokes of the cock that was ramming her. "You really love this black cock, don't you!" cried the black man. "Oh my god, yes," Christine cried. "Ram it in me, Ram it in me!" My cock twitched as though I was going to cum again, but I managed to hold off. On screen Christine too had got off her black man and had gone back to sucking at his cock whilst he mauled her tits once more.. Her tongue butterflied over the bulbous head of his cock and her tongue licked at his balls.. Her tits swayed in time with her licking and I could swear that they had increased in size during the course of the night and morning/ The man fixed his lips to her nipples and began sucking on them and chewing them. Suddenly he thrust his cock deep inside Christine once again and it was obvious that he had cum inside her once again. As he came I too started squirting cum all around the room. On screen the coloured man slowly withdrew his cock from Christines pussy and I was horrified to see that it still gaped open as though his cock was still embedded there. "At last," said Martin, "her pussy is really showing the signs of how much she is getting stretched out. By the time we are finished you could get a telegraph pole up there. But I do not think he is finished with her yet." On screen the man had moved her so that she was flat on her back once again and he pushed her legs so that they were wide apart again and he slid his cock easily into her and began the in and out strokes again. Christine seemed to be in heaven, cum being leaked from her pussy with each stroke and running down to her arse. I marveled at the stamina of the man, who's cock still looked rock hard as it ploughed into Christine. My own cock was erect and throbbing as well as I watched Christines pussy being plundered once more. She was really having it put to her hard as the mans buttocks flexed and clenched with the effort of driving his cock deep into her. Her pussy seemed like a pool as cum gathered in it and ran down to bathe her arse hole. She screamed out in ecstacy as she continuously came, "Cameron is turning her into a black cock whore, isn't he," said Martin, "I do not think she'll ever let another white cock into her. She's loving the pounding she's getting!" The mans hands were busy on Christines tits once more, squeezing them and flicking her nipples, which stood out now maybe an inch in length. I noticed incredulously that her tits appeared to have grown in length so that they were hanging down her body. "I think that she will be giving tit fucks soon." Said Martin. As he said that the man extracted his cock from Christines pussy and moved up her body so that he was sitting on her stomach almost and wrapped her tits around his cock and started to fuck them. Christine attempted to capture the head of his cock in her mouth as it sawed in between them but could not do so. In the end she stopped and stuck out her tongue and managed to make contact with the head of his cock with it and began licking it. She was soon rewarded with a jet of cum that arced into her mouth. She swallowed avidly, licking her lips as she did so.. "She loves his black cum" stated Martin. "Well. She'll get plenty more black cum before she is finished." "Why are you doing this?" I asked. "All will be revealed later," he said, "meanwhile just accept that we are doing it because we can. Christine was identified as a girl who could be turned into a black cock loving slut and you as someone who would enjoy seeing her been turned into one." On screen Cameron (The name I had accepted as his) was resting at last, whilst Christine was licking and sucking his cock once again. About an hour passed before he moved, his cock sticking up proudly in the air, ready to go again. He sat up on the bed and motioned Christine to mount him. Christine hurried to comply and sat in his lap, guiding his cock into her still hungry pussy. His hands went behind her and grasped her arse in his hands and began to lift her up on his cock and drop her down again., eliciting a sigh from her. As I watched his grip changed and he now had one of her gorgeous cheeks in each hand. On the next downstroke he positioned a finger at the entrance of her arse and the finger drove into the depths of her chocolate hole. Christine let out a sharp gasp. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Just starting to open you up for the next man coming in to bat." He said. I watched startled as he continued sawing his cock up into her whilst still finger fucking her arse. Christine seemed to have lost her objections and was sawing her pussy up and down on his cock, at the same time propelling his finger into her. My cock had grown hard again, helped by the girl who was again gently wanking me. "Yes," said Martin, "The next man in to bat is Ethan, who you met earlier. I expect he spoke to you about his preference for white girls little tight pink arseholes. Well he'll be opening hers up next." The screen showed Christine riding that cock for all she was worth as well as his finger. Patiently over what seemed to me to be about an hour Clarence worked Christine over, making her almost continually cum, until at last with a gasp he shot his load deep inside her again. Christine slumped onto the bed, tired whilst Cameron got up and started to dress. "Are you going?" she asked anxiously. Clarence had stopped dressing for a moment to grab another joint from the bedside table, which he lit and passed to Christine, who inhaled deeply on it so that her eyes started to glaze over again. "Yes, but do not worry, Ethan will be here soon and he will take care of that hungry pussy you've got there, as well as your arse, I dare say." At that moment the man I presumed was Ethan walked in, I had not seen him properly before and was not surprised to see he too was coloured. He started to undress. "I started to loosen her backside up for you," Clarence said, "Just a finger up there but I tell you now, she liked it. I think you'll enjoy reaming it out." Ethan looked at the camera and said "I promised you that I would break that gorgeous arse in, so get ready to watch." He moved up to Christine who was now on her hands and knees on the bed and presented his cock to her lips. I saw that although it was long, about eight to nine inches in length, it was thin. Christine did not seem to mind, She did not hesitate but started licking and sucking it. Ethan reached up along her body and pushed a finger into her widened arsehole and started to revolve it.. Finding it easy to manoever he inserted a second finger as well and continued his administrations. Then he climbed onto the bed behind her and pushed his cock into her rear end. Christine gasped at the first time intrusion into her virgin hole. His fingers went round the front of her and fastened on her clit and started to play with it. It did not take a moment to realize that she was loving it! He began sawing his cock in and out of her rear end. I watched as her little brown hole was reamed and saw that her arsehole was being pulled out like a tube as he pushed in and disappeared again as he pushed in. "You like having your arse reamed out, don't you." He asked. "Yes, I wonder now why I didn't let my husband do it when I was married." She cried in response. "Don't worry, we'll make up for it now! You'll get enough black cock up your arse to keep you happy." he told her. And he started reaming her out in earnest. Meanwhile the girl had noted my reaction to what was going on and had grabbed hold of my cock once again and started wanking it in full force. "You like watching her getting it up the arse, don't you." She sated. "Well I think he is really going to ream her out, and I am sure that plenty more will too. Wouldn't you like to ream her as well? Imagine this cock up her arse. I bet it will be tight. I bet you would like to cum up there, wouldn't you?" It was to much for me and once again I jetted a string of cum across the room. "You are really getting turned on by her taking it up the arse, aren't you." Said Martin. "And I think she is as well." On screen Ethan was still reaming her arse And Christine was still cumming as he worked alternatively on her tits and her clit. It still seemed to me that her tits were growing all the time with the manipulation her tits were getting and her pussy was like a molten pool of lava with the amount of cum that she accumulated there. Ethan was really pouring it into her now and there was the overwhelming sound of the slap, slap, slap as his stomach hit the cheeks of her backside as he drove it home. Christine appeared to be in heaven, thrusting her arse back in response to his thrusts until, at last, Ethan let out a groan and stiffened and it was obvious he was giving her a cum enema. As his cock fell out of her arse a great glob of cum spewed from Christine and ran down the insides of her legs. Ethan commanded her to go and clean up, ready for their next session and Christine rose and disappeared into the bathroom. "I told you that she would love taking my black cock up the arse," said Ethan when she had gone, "and I can tell you that it was great. So tight I wonder how I held off so long. I am definitely having some more of that before I finish." Christine soon came back to the bedroom, looking tired, which I suppose was understandable considering all the action she had had, but she soon found out that she was not finished yet. Ethan laid down on the bed and moved her so that she was on top of him but facing away from him in a reverse cowgirl position. Then, instead of feeding his cock to her normally he thrust up into her arse again. Christine took all he offered in one thrust and balancing her feet on his lower thighs started pumping up and down again. I sat watching his cock disappearing into her and once again my own cock began responding. The girl saw this and took hold of my cock again and started slowly wanking it. "You sure are getting turned on by her getting reamed out, aren't you?" she asked. I did not answer, I felt that the state of my cock was enough of a reply. Christine meanwhile was really into the cock probing her arse. Ethan was tugging at her tits once again and I could swear that her tits were growing bigger and longer with every manipulation. Her nipples looked like nails poking out and I could guess that Ethan would take his chance to fuck them too. "You love getting your arse reamed out by my black cock, don't you!" he asked her. Christines answer was to raise herself up and slam down on him, sending his cock deep into her arse again. I lost all sense of time watching my ex-wife getting systematically buggered until in the end (no pun intended) he shot another cum enema up her much loosened arse and I came simultaneously. To my surprise there was no resting this time, Ethan rose and started getting dressed and soon afterwards the door opened and in came the yuppie from the pub the week before, who started undressing. He looked at the camera, "I said her pussy would look good wrapped around my cock, didn't I. Well now you'll see how good!" With that he got onto the bed next to Christine and plugged his cock into her pussy and began fucking her. TO BE CONTINUED...