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Ed. Psych. Ch. 01

By: steviet



I was initially quite worried about moving to the city. I had only ever lived and worked in the country and realised I would probably be a fish out of water for a while. But my husband, James, had a big promotion and I didn't want to hold back his career. 

Another reason I was worried about moving was that I could only find work at an All Boys School and I had never taught boys before, only girls. The main concern for me was that I'm quite small and according to most men, very attractive, which I thought may work against me at a rough boy's school. But I thought it can't be too bad as I'm an Educational Psychologist and not a Teacher so I'll never have to handle a whole class of boys.

We decided to rent our old place out and buy a flat in the city walking distance from my new school and a short bus ride to work for James. The flat was on the second floor in a nice area and looked out over a relatively quiet street, it was perfect. 

When our first day at work rolled around I was very worried but didn't want to bother James about it as he seemed so excited. I pondered what to wear for a long time and settled on a navy blue pant suit which looked business like. On my walk to work I saw plenty of boys wearing the blazer of my new school and quite surprisingly I was getting plenty of stares from them and even had one group of boys give me a wolf whistle as I crossed the road. This didn't make me feel any better about the new School, if anything it had me a little more scared about what the boys would be like.

I'm used to having men stare at me, but walking into the gate of that school was like nothing I had ever experienced. There were about 200 boys hanging around the front of the school and all of them were staring at me like I was a piece of meat. I wondered if all female teachers got this reception.

I made my way to the office where I was greeted by the Head Teacher and shown to my new office, which was situated at the far end of the main wing above the boiler rooms. It was a great location as any students needing to see me would not have to walk past any classes or other students to get to my rooms, saving them from embarrassment. The office was actually two rooms, a small waiting or reception room and another bigger office behind it. 

The Head explained that the office had originally been the Deputy's office and he had a secretary, hence the reception room. I was given the keys to both doors and allowed to settle in. The office had been repainted in the last few years and was tastefully furnished with a big old leather couch along one wall and a beautiful old wooden desk and chairs for me to use. 

The assembly started at 9am and I was introduced to the school to the sound of cheers and numerous obscene comments. I found this both quite scary and very embarrassing, as the Head clearly had very little control.

After assembly I went back to my office and prepared for the next day when I would see my first students. I had lunch with the rest of the staff and found them all to be quite nice, a few also mentioned that I was the hot topic of conversation amongst some of the boys and should find my schedule quite full with boys all wanting appointments with me. I found this quite amusing and laughed it off. 

When I got home I found a message from James saying that he would be late home and not too wait up as he was having dinner with his new colleagues. I had some dinner, did a little bit of work and went to bed early.

I awoke and found James next to me, he told me all about his first day as we got ready, and I never got a word in.

"Good luck today babe", he yelled on his way out the door.

I dressed a little more casual today wearing a boots, a long skirt and sweater. I had about half an hour before my first appointment when I arrived so I decided to get comfortable and do some reading about my first student. I took off my sweater and sat on my couch in the sun reading the case notes on my first student.

Daryl was 18 recently and in his final year of A levels. He had been an exceptional student since arriving at the school 5 years earlier but for the last few months had let his marks slide quite badly and was in danger of being thrown out. I didn't hear Daryl arrive and he caught me by surprise. I screamed when I looked up and saw him come through the door.

"I'm so sorry miss" he apologised repeatedly, realising he had scared me.

"Don't worry, I just wasn't expecting you this early". I stated once I had calmed down.

"I'm so sorry, I'll come back", he offered.

"No don't be silly, sit down, my name is Miss Howlet", I pointed to a chair at my desk as I made my way around to my side.

It was only once I sat down that I realised Daryl how handsome he was. His face was gorgeous with chiselled features, and he was about 6'2" and all muscle. I realised that he probably had girls hanging off him and that may well be the cause of his problems. I could understand why!

We talked for an hour; I made no real progress, as he spent most of the flirting with me and me with him. It worried me quite a lot that I found this boy attractive.

"When will I see you next" I asked as our session came to a close.

"Tonight" he stated very calmly.

"But I'm married Daryl" I stated "and I could never get involved with a student, it would not be appropriate, but I am very flattered" I explained, realising that should have been my first answer.

"Then tomorrow morning, I guess", he said in a disappointed tone.

"It's unusual for me to see a student more than once a fortnight but I will make an exception this time" I explained as I pencilled him in to my schedule.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about why I had flirted so badly with Daryl and the only reason I could come up with was that I simply found him to be the sexiest man I had ever seen. I had never been with anyone other than James, and I had never even kissed a black man before, but I found him gorgeous. 

When I got home I tried to explain that a student had hit on me to James. 

"That's cute that a boy has a crush on you", he started before talking about his own day.

I went to bed with Daryl on my mind that night. I spent the night thinking of all the reasons why I shouldn't be finding a student attractive. I decided it would be ok to flirt with this sexy young man as it would be just harmless flirting, and it made me feel so good to be found attractive by such a young stud.

When I got up I had already selected an outfit in my mind, black knee high boots, tights, a short skirt and a tight top low cut top which gave me amazing cleavage.

I was sitting in the same position as the day before, legs up on the lounge, skirt barely covering my thigh, when he arrived. He had obviously decided to do some flirting as well because he was wearing a skin tight muscle shirt that took my breath way. 

"You look amazing today miss," he offered, not taking his eyes off my breasts. 

"Why thank you, you don't look to bad yourself Daryl", I giggled, ashamed of my self for acting so childish and immature in this mans presence. 

"There is this beautiful lady I'm trying to impress" he explained.

"Why are you trying to impress her?" I asked, my stomach a flutter with butterflies. 

"Because she is so beautiful that all I have done is think about kissing her since I first saw her".

"Have you asked to kiss her?" I said as slid my legs off the lounge making room for him to sit next to me. I couldn't believe I had let the situation get this far, I was just going to flirt with him. But I was now sitting next to him and leading him along in a big way, I was scared of how far this was going to go before I came to my senses.

With this sign he sat down next to me, placed an arm behind me and gently pulled me towards him. When we kissed I was on fire, the sexiest man I had ever seen was kissing me. He was amazing, both gentle and hard, everything a man should be. By far the best kisser I had ever been with. After about 5 minutes of making out like I had never made out before I realised that the door was unlocked. I summoned all my will power to stop the kissing session and run to the door, locking both. 

I realised that now would be the time to stop this before it got out of control, as I stood there looking the sexiest man I had ever seen leering over me I realised I didn't have that kind of strength. He then stood up and picked me clean up off the floor, I wrapped my legs around his waist and we mad out like animals as he pressed me against the wall of my office. I had never felt so much lust in my whole life, I wanted this stud sooooo badly.

When Daryl eventfully put me down I led him over to the lounge, sat him down and straddled his lap. I then started kissing and licking his neck, his dark skin smelt and tasted different to my husbands. Surprisingly I felt no remorse when I thought about James, I still loved him and this was just a fling, or that's what I kept telling myself.

Soon I was rubbing Dylan's cock through his jeans, and it was massive. I unzipped his pants and carefully extracted the most beautiful penis I had ever seen. It was about 10 inches long and very round, much bigger than James's. But it was its beauty which amazed me, it looked like it was carved by a sculptor. I had never enjoyed giving head but was eager to stuff this monster in my mouth. 

I took in as much as I could while I stared up at the Adonis that was letting me please him. After a about 10 minutes of me giving the best blowjob I had ever given and him running his hands all over my body I began to feel his weapon pulse. I knew what was coming next when Daryl grabbed a handful of my long blonde hair and gagged me on in his tool which began spurting hot seed down my throat. I had never been forced to swallow before and was excited by the fact that he had been so rough with me. 

"Take that load, ho" he yelled as he shot the last few jets down my throat.

I have never enjoyed the taste of cum so much, or being treated like a common whore. I sat there exhausted at my lover's feet, stroking his still impressively hard penis, while thinking about how much I wanted him to stay all day. 

"Well my times up, same time tomorrow?" he asked as he zipped up leaving me sitting there on the floor looking no doubt well used.

"Well actually I'm not sure this is such a good idea, you and me, I mean," I said finally getting some sense back.

"Actually it's a great idea," he said as he pulled out his mobile phone and played the video he had taken which clearly showed me giving him a blow job.

"Even better, you come and get me out of class first period. Oh, and where something nice" he stated on his way out the door.

I cleaned myself up as best I could, then went to the staff toilets where I reapplied my make up and did my hair. I will have to put a mirror in my office I thought. I couldn't believe I wasn't upset about being blackmailed by the man I had just risked my job for, I actually was getting turned on by being treated like a cheap whore.

The rest of the day past without incident and I even did some good work with most of the students, when I wasn't planning what to wear tomorrow or thinking about Daryl. When I got home I found James was out again, so I went to the gym, got some dinner and set to work. I waxed EVERYTHING, gave myself a facial, painted my nails, I was going to be amazing tomorrow.

I was wearing 4 inch black heels with fishnets, a fitted black skirt and a tight white button up blouse, it was business like but very slutty. Especially with the lingerie I had on underneath, a fire engine red push up bra and thong. I put a jacket over the top to tame it down as much as possible. 

I sat in my office waiting for first period to start and started making my way to Daryl's class my stomach turning the whole way. It was scary to realise I was walking around school dressed like a tart trying to impress a student so he would let me give him another blowjob. I knocked gently on the door of his maths class and was told to come in by the teacher.

"Sorry Sir, but Daryl has an appointment with me this morning and appears to have forgotten. May he be excused," I asked in a demure tone.

Daryl had another muscle shirt on and a pair of track pants, I started to go weak at the knees as he walked towards me, I probably would have blown him there and then had he asked. 

"Thank You Sir," I muttered as I made my way out the door with Daryl in tow. He pinched my arse as we walked up the corridor past class rooms full of students, I did want to make a scene in case someone saw us so I sped up. But because I was wearing such big heels it only made my arse sway more, which just made him more game.

As soon as we were through the door of my office I ripped my jacket off while he pushed me against the wall.

"Lock the door" I said as I pulled out my key. He quickly locked the door and turned around to look at me still standing against the wall.

"My God, you look so fucking hot bitch. You want it bad don't you? I bet I could tell you I deleted that video and you'd still be up for it," he said answering his own question. I didn't even speak, I just pulled him to the lounge and went straight for his cock which was bulging through his track pants. As soon as I had my new favourite toy out I began working it like a pro. After a few minutes I took my blouse off and rubbed his monster between my breasts, sucking the head like a lolly pop at the top of each stroke.

"Fuck me bitch, you are a nasty little cum slut aren't you?" he said amazed at my brazen display.

I nodded my head in response to his question, all I wanted was his seed in my mouth and it wasn't long before I got what I wanted. It tasted even better than yesterday and I was ready for him to gag me as he came. I swallowed as much as I could but some spilled down my chin which I quickly cleaned up when he let go of my hair. I couldn't get over how good his cum tasted and how much of a slut had become.

When Daryl stood a drop of cum fell from his cock onto his shoes, my eyes followed it, and he saw me looking at it. 

"You know you want to Slut, do it," he said as he stared into my eyes. 

I knew if I submitted to him like this he would own me, so I did what I had to do. I licked the cum off his trainers, I was disgusted with myself but more excited than I ever thought possible.

I blew Daryl everyday that first week, each time he left I wanted to taste his seed more than before he arrived. Daryl never ever tried to get into my pants he simply arrived, I blew him and then he left me there on the floor with his seed all over my face. 

On the Thursday of the second week, after nearly 2 weeks of blow jobs I decided I needed more. I wanted this stud inside me.

On Friday when Daryl arrived for his morning blow job he found my door locked, he knocked and I answered. I had taken a big I had taken a big risk but decided the reward would be well worth it. I opened the door wearing my knee high black boots, black fishnets and suspenders and a black lace push up bra. I decided to go without a thong as I was fleshly waxed and it was a big hint at what I wanted.

"Jesus Christ," he exclaimed, hurrying in and closing the door behind him. I through him the key and waited by my lounge.

"I want you to fuck me Daryl, please fuck me," I begged my young Adonis.

"You sure went to a lot of effort," he said.

"That just shows how much I need it. Please fill me with that monster". 

"All you had to do was beg slut, I've been waiting to fuck that married white pussy since day one," he said pulling off his clothes.

When he pulled me close his massive cock pressed into my stomach and I could feel my juices running down my thigh. Daryl turned and sat on the lounge, his massive tool pointing up to the ceiling. I jumped on his lap and began slide his cock up and down my dripping pussy lips. I was scared about fitting him in but new I wouldn't stop till I had. As I positioned myself above his massive cock I slowly let the head push inside my well lubed pussy. As soon as the head was in Daryl pulled my hips down and thrust up forcing his huge cock into me in one fell swoop. I screamed like a banshee as I was instantly full like I had never been before.

I begged him to let me off but he refused, I started to cry as I realised I would do as he told me regardless. After bobbing me up and down for a few minutes the tears and pain died away and I started to enjoy the feeling, soon I was grinding me my hips into his to try and get him deeper inside me.

"You didn't really want to get off did you, slut?" he smirked.

"No Daryl, I never want to get off it," I screamed as he bounced me up and down on his pleasure tool. 

"I've never had anyone take it all first go, your one hell of a ho. Hell, I might even make you my number one ho", he stated between thrusts.

"Please make me number one, you can have me when ever you want" I grovelled.

"On your back slut," he ordered, pulling me off his tool.

"Oh God, Just put it back in," I begged him as I dived onto my back.

I had at least 3 more orgasms with Daryl on top of me and I was working up to my fourth when Daryl started to drive in harder.

"I'm gunna fill your married white pussy with black cum bitch," he groaned. 

"Oh god, STOP, I'm not on the pill".

"If I stop now, I'll never fuck you again ho," Daryl stated in between thrusts.

I debated with myself what seemed like an eternity but in reality it was probably only a second.

"Oh God, please don't ever stop," I yelled, knowing I could not have him stop fucking me, ever. I would have to deal with any complications later.

"I knew you'd want it, beg for my cum ho," he smirked.

"Fill my posh white pussy with your black baby seed. Breed me like the married ho I am".

Soon I felt the first wave of black baby cream serge into my womb. I have never had seed shot so deep inside me, the feeling was amazing. Daryl kept thrusting into me, pumping more and more seed with each thrust, when he eventually pulled out I could feel his seed run down onto the lounge.

As soon as he was finished with me he was up and getting dressed, I was too well fucked to move, I just lay there leaking cum and feeling used. It was wonderful. 

"See you on Monday ho, we'll have another breeding session then", he said while getting dressed.

"Sounds great" I said dreamily, thinking about the possibility of carrying a black baby in my womb. I'd never even considered the idea before, but was now quite excited by the prospect. The thought of having to explain to all my snooty upper class friends and family that I'd been impregnated by a black man made me feel even more of a slut. 

"Please don't go, fuck me again", I cried. 

"Na, you can wait till Monday," he said casually on his way out the door.

Once Daryl was out the door I locked it behind him and set about cleaning both myself and the room up before my next appointment.

I was going to have to tell James about this development in my life, but how I wondered? Especially if I get pregnant and get that number one ho status I know craved. 

Ed. Psych. Ch. 02



I spent all weekend thinking about Daryl, how badly I wanted number one ho status, and what I would do to get it. It was taking me a lot of effort not to let my work suffer because of my black cock addiction; I constantly had to remind myself that there were students that really did need my help.

On Monday morning I almost ran to school I was that excited. I was wearing a very classy grey trouser suit and black heels with nothing underneath. Daryl was my first appointment, as per usual, and today I answered the door in nothing but my heels. 

"Jeez you are one fine looking bitch" he said as he calmly strode into the room, leaving the door open behind him which I quickly closed and locked.

"I think we'll start with a blow job today" he stated as he pulled his monster from his track pants. I was on my knees before he had finished the sentence, eager to taste what I had missed so badly over the weekend.

While I went to work on my lovers love totem Daryl explained that tonight I would meet his other hoes'. I had never really thought about the other girls he had and I must admit I was both very curious and nervous. 

"Where do you want me to shoot bitch" he enquired?

"Please shoot in my pussy", I begged.

"Why do you want it in your pussy ho?"

"You know why, I want to be number one and I'll do what ever it takes" I said.

"Even risk getting pregnant?" he enquired.

"That's a risk I'm willing to take" I replied.

And with that he pulled me up by the hair, bent me over the couch and slammed his black monster into my dripping white pussy. I only had to wait moments for the tidal wave of black baby paste to wash over my unprotected womb. The feeling of Daryl's seed spraying against my cervix had me screaming as I came the hardest I ever have. God knows what anybody outside my office could hear, but at that time I simply didn't care. As I lay on the couch, exhausted and dripping cum, Daryl scribbled a note on my note pad. 

"It's the time and place for you to be tonight bitch," he said as he strolled out the door, leaving it wide open.

I quickly crawled across the room, leaking cum as I moved and slammed it shut. I had to get ready for my next student. 

My mind was racing all day as to what would happen tonight, I had read Daryl's note and new I had to be at a bar on the other side of the city and 10pm. I text my husband and told him I was out with friends and not to wait up.

I arrived at the bar 10 minutes early, still dressed in my suit with nothing underneath. I walked in to find the bar was full of mostly older black men and a few black women. I was the only white person in the whole place and everyone was staring at me like I was from another planet. I located Daryl at a both in the corner with 2 lovely looking black girls draped around him.

"Hey, it's my married ho, come join us" he shouted loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear. Daryl was pointing to his lap, indicating I should sit on it. The entire bar was now looking at me like I was a piece of dirt. An obviously older woman as a young black mans slut and it mad me feel great. Daryl introduced me to Natalie and Tanya, who both looked stunning, but very slutty in short skirts and boob tubes. They were two very sexy young ladies and didn't seem to mind that I was crashing their party. I straddled Daryl like a seasoned ho, and planted a big kiss on him for all to see. Daryl roughly pulled me away by my long hair.

"Listen up bitches, I only need two ho's so where going to have a ho off. I want you all to give me all the money you have on you. Then you have forty five minutes to work someone in this bar, the two ho's who bring back the most cash get to stay with me. Well get on with it bitchs" he said as he pulled me to my feet. I quickly gave Daryl my purse; I had never sold myself for money before. I was more excited than I ever thought possible, a posh country girl being pimped out by one of her black students. I walked straight over to a well dressed older black man standing at the bar.

"He's a little to young to be pimpin you out like that", he said as I approached.

"Actually it's my first night" I explained hoping for mercy, "I need to earn more than the other two to stay".

"Well we better make sure you win" he said as he dragged me away by the hand. We walked straight into the men's room and into a stall. I was thrown against the back wall, straddling the toilet. My trousers where ripped down and a huge black cock began pushing at my now dripping entrance.

"Damn girl, you wet already, you're in this for more than the money aren't you"? 

I felt the head of his monster push inside me as he breathed heavily into my ear. With one huge shove he filled me even fuller than Daryl had.

"It's almost all in", he yelled as I began to wonder how much more meat I could fit inside my previously unstretched pussy. A few forceful strokes later and I was pushing back to meet his thrusts. The stud was pulling my hair and riding me like a horse, I was in heaven. I came three times before he finally forced himself deep inside me and exploded, the head of his penis had hit my cervix and I could feel each wave of cum fill my womb. I realised if my pussy wasn't already stretched beyond recognition it soon would be.

"Breed me, breed me" I screamed as he filled me with baby seed. When he pulled out of me I collapsed on the floor, having never been so well fucked. As I lay dazed on the toilet floor my John opened the stall door to reveal Daryl standing there with the two girls and they were all laughing at me.

"Meet my Dad and sisters bitch. This whole thing was a set up because Dad didn't believe I was fucking you" he said coldly.

"And god dam she can take a cock boy, you found a great slut here," the father praised. "You can even take her back to the flat".

"On your feet than bitch, how much more of an invitation do you need?" he said as I was dragged to my feet and marched out. I can only guess how well fucked I looked, a leaking cum stain growing on my trousers as I walked out past everyone.

Daryl and I arrived at a flat near by, which apparently his father kept as a spot to take female friends. When we walked in the door I noticed the central feature of the lounge room was a low leather padded bench with two handcuffs attached to the legs.

"That's the breeding bench", he stated calmly.

"Please put me on it Daryl", I pleaded while tearing my suit off. I quickly draped myself across the bench, exposing my naked rear to my lover and cuffing my right hand in. Daryl quickly cuffed the other and pulled his pants off.

"Make me yours Daryl, put your stamp on me," I begged as his massive cock roughly invaded me. Daryl ploughed into my pussy, driving his father's seed deeper into me. I knew I would be arriving home pregnant. 

I lost track of time as I lay there being fucked. I remember cumming about six times and having Daryl shoot numerous loads into me. I also remember screaming for joy as Daryl's father turned up and screaming with ecstasy when they both DP'd me with Daryl taking my anal virginity. At about 3am they called a cab for me and tossed me in the back, I could barely tell the driver where to go. 

Once home I ran to the shower to clean myself up, the cum ran out of me and down the drain like water. I had never felt better, I truly loved being a ho and didn't care who new it. Climbing into bed with my husband I new he would find out soon, I just hoped he'd understand.

On Tuesday morning Daryl skipped his usual appointment, I was devastated. I spent all day looking out my window looking for him. At lunch time he came and found me in the staffroom, telling me that I had to meet him at Oxford Street tube station after school.

I arrived at about 3:30pm and found them waiting for me at the top of the escalators. They were carrying a small shopping bag which they handed to me. It contained a pair of huge platform heels, a tiny black Lycra skirt and a skin tight red t-shirt.

"Put them on right now" Daryl commanded.

I quickly pulled my shoes, trousers and top off and pulled on the tiny skirt and t-shirt in front of hundreds of people, the platforms followed. I had never felt so alive, getting dressed as a slut in public for my lovers. When I looked down at the t-shirt I had been given I noticed what was written across my breasts. "IM WITH DADDIES", it said and underneath there where two arrows pointing to either side. The boys then dragged me up the stairs, one on either arm.

As we walked down the street I saw everyone looking at me, reading the shirt and looking at the boys. I had never felt so dirty, showing everybody how much of a slut I was. I was thrilled by the thought of seeing someone I knew, letting everyone know how I was a black cock slut. Soon the boys where walking me down a small side alley, about 10 steps down the alley, in plain view of anyone walking by Daryl got out his cock. I was on it like a hawk and no sooner had I bent over then Daryl's father was pulling my tiny skirt higher to access my pussy. 

Soon Daryl was gagging me on his cock while his father drove deeper into me than I thought possible. I came twice while suspended between their massive cocks; I felt my legs buckle but found my weight supported by the cocks inside me. I was being well and truly spit roasted.

"Tell me what you want slut", grunted Daryl's father as he impaled me on his tool.

"I want a black baby, breed this white slut" I managed to garble as a huge black cock slammed into my mouth.

As Daryl's father pumped his first squirt of black seed into my womb I lost all control.

"Breed me, own this white slut. PLEASE put a black baby in me!!!!!!"

Barely had his father's tool finished pumping seed into me when Daryl was lining my now wrecked pussy up for penetration. As the action momentarily slowed I noticed that a mixed crowd of about 10 people had stopped to watch the performance. It's not everyday that you see a young white lady being degraded and impregnated by 2 virile black studs on a busy side street during daylight hours.

Daryl quickly shot his sperm into my gooey pussy, much to the disappointment of the vocal crowd. I decided to put on a show for them by scooping some of the leaking cum from between my legs and licking it off my hands. I heard one man say I was the nastiest slut he had ever seen. I couldn't believe the person I had become, I just wanted to be used and treated like a whore. 

"Let's go meet your husband, we've got a lot to talk to him about", said Daryl's father as they paraded me through the now much larger crowd.

As we rode in the taxi to my house I was both excited and nervous, I still loved my husband but also needed him to see the real me and accept me for what I really am, a filthy black cock whore. Telling him that I was almost sure that I now have a black mans baby growing inside my white stomach was also going to be difficult.

"We gunna breed you real good ho" Daryl explained as if he could sense what I was thinking. Too late I thought, you probably already have. But it's better to be safe than sorry so I began to fondle both boys monsters through their jeans.

"Please let me ride one Daddy" I begged in a childish tone while unzipping Daryl's jeans.

Soon I was grinding away on Daryl's lap in full view of the driver with his monster buried deep inside me. The taxi arrived at my door and we all piled out. I had given Daryl's father a blow job on the way home and now had cum smeared all over my face and a fresh load in my now totally wrecked pussy. I could only imagine how disgusting I looked, I had butterflies about letting my husband see me like this. 

I knocked at the door while the boys waited behind me, it wasn't long before I heard my husband opening the door from the other side. When he opened up he just stood there open mouthed, frozen in shock. I quickly pushed him inside before he could say anything and got the first word in. 

"I know this must be a shock to you Honey but I've become a slut, I still love you and want to stay married but I will definitely keep fucking Daryl and his father. I hope you can handle that and want to stay around, I really do still love you" I stated very firmly to my shocked husband.

"We own this bitch now", Daryl stated as he walked across the room and pulled out his semi erect penis. My poor husband just stood there motionless as Daryl tapped his monster against his thigh. I new this was my signal to perform so I dropped to my knees and crawled across the floor in front of my husband. I arrived at my lovers feet ready to swallow his manhood, which he fed into my greedy mouth; soon he was brutally fucking my face while my husband looked on. I was really starting to get into it when Daryl pulled me up by my hair and bent me over the arm of the couch, making me face my husband. He hadn't even moved he was just standing there with a really disturbing look on his face, which worried me because things where only about to get worse for him. Daryl was going to fuck me and I new this was make or break time for my marriage, but I was so addicted to big black cock that I simply had to risk it. 

"Baby I know you're shocked right now, but please understand that I need this. I NEED to be a slut and feel massive cocks inside me. I love you so much, but I really do need this" I pleaded to my husband as my new lover pulled my tiny skirt up exposing my sloppy pussy. 

"That's enough now bitch, tell me what you want," Daryl demanded while he stared at my husband. I knew that if James could stand what he was about to see there was hope for our marriage.

"I want that huge black cock in my married white pussy" I shouted while starring into my husband's unmoving eyes. I felt Daryl push the head of his massive pole against my now dripping pussy lips. Knowing my husband was about to see me get savagely fucked was the most amazing turn on, my stomach was turning cart wheels.

Daryl slipped his massive knob just inside my pussy and I went wild, bucking back to try and get it all inside me. But he held me still, teasing me, I was going insane. 

"Oh GOD, please fuck me!!!!", I begged.

"Why do you want it so bad bitch?" he enquired knowing my answer would humiliate my husband.

"Because I love big cock" I replied hoping he would fill me.

"And?" he continued, still teasing me and wanting to further degrade both me and my poor husband.

"You have the biggest cock I've ever seen and only you can satisfy me" I said as I watched a tear form at the corner of my husband's eye.

"Go on" he said. I knew he wouldn't fill me till the degradation of my husband was complete. So I decided I had better let my husband know now how I really felt and try to appease the ego of my new lover.

"You're the only real man that's ever fucked me and I want you to breed my married white pussy" I screamed as Daryl slammed his meat into me. 

"So how good a fuck is your husband, bitch?" 

"He's...... shit.......!!!!" I replied honestly in between Daryl's thrusts, "You.. own... me... now..." I grunted.

I came harder than ever with my now broken husband watching me, when Daryl had finished breeding me I rolled onto my back on the lounge. I was excited to see that my husband was still standing there and asked him to come over and lift my legs up.

"It'll help keep the sperm in me, I want to make sure that I have that black baby growing in me."

"OK" he replied dejectedly as he slowly made his way over and lifted my legs. At that moment I knew everything would be alright and my new slut life would continue for some time to come.

Daryl spent the night with me in the master bedroom while my poor husband slept next door in the spare room. I don't know how much sleep he actually got as Daryl fucked me all night, I think he was trying extra hard just to further embarrass my husband. Not that I was complaining, Daryl owned me now and I lived just to be fucked by him and carry his baby.