8 comments/ 59199 views/ 24 favorites Has Her Husband Made A Mistake? By: qualitywheat Hi, my name is Kelly Mason, and I've got myself into a bit of a situation that I'm not sure how to get out of, but to be honest I'm not sure either if I want to get out of it just yet. It all started when my husband employed a new assistant, he couldn't keep up with his work load. He had started a new venture nine months ago and its going from good to great. He is a computer whiz kid; he knows more about them than just about anybody, he's no geek though. He is a good looking regular guy. Tall at over 6ft, well built, got all the attributes a girl looks for in a man. He used to work for one of the major firms, but I said to him one day, why do all the work and they get all the credit, and the profits. He thought about it, and within 6 months he was self employed and making his way in a very competitive world. As he got busier he was spending more and more time in his new workshop and office, I was going down to help as much as I could with the paper work and what have you. But computers and me don't fit. I can just about send an e mail. It's not that I'm stupid or anything, I just have no interest in them what so ever, none! Then started having to travel to see people, meetings, seminars, it was all taking its toll. And the very reason he was working for himself as beginning to suffer. So I made another suggestion, call your old professor at the college where you used to go, where he taught you all you know, and ask him if there is anyone worth while employing for a 6 month period or so. It would also help and get them on their way in the IT world. Jack thought this was a good idea, and it was this that led me to where I am today, with a lover. Who in the first instance forced himself on me, but by the time he was finished doing what he wanted to me. And I had made my way home, I wanted it again. I am 28 years old, 5ft 8" and I have what people call dirty blond hair, though I don't like the term at all. I prefer deep blond, its more fitting. The one thing I really do like about it is how it seems to change to a different hue, in certain lights. I am quite good looking, people have told me I am more than good looking but I don't go there. I have a good face; I know that much, big blue eyes, a Roman nose, and full lips. And luckily, I believe, a flawless complexion. I am shapely, move in and out in all the right places, and I also know I have great legs, so I like to show them off for the admiring glances I receive from males. Because of the way I look I like to dress well, and now my husband is making good money, I can pick and choose me attires. We have a good sex life, try anything new at least once, and we tell each other stories to try and make one another jealous sometimes, but mainly to get turned on differently. One of Jacks was about a black man who just grabbed me, forced me down and fucked me senseless with his whopping black prick. Forcing himself on me, sucking my nipples, fingering my pussy, poking my ass, then screwing me time and again before he let me go. Knowing I was beaten, subjugated, and taken, and knowing he would and could take me anytime he wanted. I found this a fantastic turn on, and Jack fucked me silly while telling me it was my wonderful black rapist, driving his thick meaty wedge into my helpless soaking, and dripping cunt. I had never thought that this chat, this fantasy of ours, would ever come true but it did. And it was my husband hiring his new assistant that was the catalyst, he was my black rapist, though he didn't have what you would call a whopping prick, it was certainly bigger, and thicker than Jacks. Jack even bought a black butt vibrator, which he used on me, telling me it was my beautiful black man, and he was forcing his middle finger into my defenceless ass. At the same time sucking and biting my super sensitive nipples nearly right off. It drove me crazy. I had my man squarely fixed in my mind, who he was, what he looked like, his size, body shape, cock, everything. We don't have children, I had a car accident when I was a child and it did for me in the baby stakes, we both wanted children but God ordained it that I wouldn't. I still brood about it now and again, what woman doesn't want her own children? But we've got past that and we live a good life together, sort of now anyway. I was spending more time in his workshop and office than I was at home; he was spending more time there than any where, something had to give, so I made him make the call. His old professor was delighted and said he had just the right guy. He was coming up to the last of his term, he was a star student, and felt that this boy was the person he was looking for. So Jack had a meeting with him, and hired him, his qualifications from college were impeccable, and his attitude was perfect. Jack hired him on the spot, initially for a 6 month period. Jack told me he was black, and 21 years old. He knew nothing of his parents, or parentage, he had been abandoned as a child and brought up in orphanages. But he found he had a mathematical brain, and computer know how, was his forte. Neither of us reconciled that with the role play we had in bed together now and again. He started work, I wasn't at the office for nearly a week, it was great, and then Jack had to go away for a night. He asked me to pop down the following morning and see if there was any thing he needed help with. I walked into the office at about ten in the morning with two star bucks in my hands. I thought I might as well show him I'm a friendly girl at least. Let me describe the office workshop, its very special in that it is totally stand alone in all its features except of course water and gas. The electric is hooked up to something called UPS, uninterrupted power supply. Which means if there is a power failure, things keep going for four hours, why? Don't ask me, I have no idea. It also has security shutters, in case of fire, and also to keep out nasty people. Everything is operated within the office and workshop area. Jack says this enables him to work on very sensitive things without fear of a break in, or industrial espionage. When I walked in after initiating the right security entry, I saw Larry sat at a work bench and his back was to me. I knew immediately that he was good looking, and just like the man in my fantasy. I hadn't seen his face yet, but I just knew it was him. The only thing I could discern from the rear of him was, his hair, it was longish, straight, down to his neck and extremely black. I coughed, and said, "Hi Larry, I'm Kelly, Jacks wife." He spun around in surprise and stood up. Recovering quickly, he said, "Hi Kelly, great to meet you at last, Larry," he said, holding out his hand, "Larry Nightingale." We shook hands warmly, but I was in a state of shock, he was my man, everything about him was my fantasy rapist. I managed to get a hold of myself, but I'm sure he saw the look in my eyes. Consternation, recognition, inner fear? I'm not sure, but I am sure he saw it in me. After introductions were made, and we decided that yes, there was a little paper work I could do we settled down. But I kept giving him glances, appraising him etc. This went on for two or three weeks, but we became friendly too, he was a funny guy, nice to be around, and was respectful. Me? Well, for my part had I him down all the time as the man in my head, who would fuck me when ever he felt like it. I even took him to bed with me in my head, and made love to Jack! Jack had bought the office next door and furnished it with expensive leather furniture, it was so that he could talk business away from the work area. Two large 4 seat sofa's, 2 large comfy arm chairs, a desk, and all the trimmings that go with it. There was no need for a full time receptionist, I would take up the reins as and when. I was getting more and more itchy and sweaty around Larry, when ever he was near I would heat up, my rapist was right next to me and he didn't know it. But things were to change the next time Jack was away, and it was two days later. I had without thinking a lot about it, been dressing with Larry in mind, I can see myself now, but never realised what I was doing to myself at the time. I went to work on the morning with Jack, he set the work programme, there wasn't a lot really, it more a case of being there in case there was something needed urgently. I still had no inkling of what I was setting in motion; unknown to me Larry had been taking it all in. I was giving off the signals that I was interested, more than interested in fact. He is extremely good looking, well; that's my opinion of him anyway, I suppose I was attracted to him but was unaware of it. He's about 6ft, broad of the shoulder and narrow at the hip, and he is brown rather than black. He has an easy charm, and again, unknown to me, a man of exceptional perception, even though he is only twenty one years old. Thinking back, he must have smelled me, seen me in the light I was portraying myself in. The sexual desire I was emanating, just like a bitch in heat. I have to say right here, that I never knew I was doing it. I had no intention of ever starting something with him. But he did, he had picked it all up, and today was the day he would run with the ball! And I was wearing just the attire to let him have a free run at me. I had on a knee length summer dress; actually it was about 3" above my knees. The waist was fitted, the upper encased my ample charms snugly, and it had a low collar, completing my ensemble were a pair of black high heels, stockings, and suspender belt. I love wearing these things all the time. A tiny thong, and no bra. But the icing on the cake for him was, the dress had buttons all the way down, no zips, no belt, nothing that could get in his way. He must have decided that today he was going to find out if his perception of me was right. I made us both a coffee and we took them through into the ante room where all the new furniture was. There was going to be a christening on one of the sofas on it this day. And I was about to be laid at the alter of infidelity, and my marriage vows sacrificed to him. I was stood looking out of the window, he was behind me, and I had just finished my coffee. Larry took my cup, put it down, and simply took me in his big strong arms. In one movement I was on my way backwards to one of the sofas. I was surprised into silence; I was already being laid down before I found my voice. "Larry, what are you doing?" I demanded. He kissed me, he never spoke, he just kissed me, more stunned silence from me! I tried to free myself, tried to get up, but not only was he twice my strength, he was about twice my weight too. I managed to pull my lips away from his, but he just followed up and hacked my tender neck. I say tender because it is when I'm being kissed there. I was trying to get away, he was arranging himself, and me into a place where I had nothing to try and escape with. He was at my neck, I twisted around, he got my mouth again, his tongue dipped in and lapped at mine, and this time I had the devils own job to break his kiss. Then he cupped my left breast, I gasped out loud. "Larry what the hell are you doing," I yelled at him, "let me go this instant, you'll be fired for this you know, maybe even prosecuted." He just kept going, my nipple was being squeezed by this time, I twisted again and again he got my neck. God I was getting heated, not only from his necking of me, but the struggle I was vainly putting up, but my nipple was heating me up too. His leg crossed mine, more securement, his knee rubbed my pussy. This made me jump in his grasp, then he spoke to me, softly, and confidently. "Come on Kelly, you've been checking me out wholesale for the last three weeks, you know you have?" he told me. "You want me to see what have been thinking about, don't you?" "I have no idea what you are talking about Larry, "I yelled again, let me go right now, please?" The 'please' I added came out as like a beg! "Oh but you do Kelly, I think you have a thing for black, in fact I don't think, I know!" I was getting turned on, my terrific looking black rapist was taking me, he was going to fuck me at his will, time and again, I just knew it. My fantasy was being enacted, and this was scene one. "Please Larry?" it was a pathetic plea. Then he did what was the only thing that could get me every time. The one thing I can't and have never been able to resist. He didn't know it but he soon cottoned on. Jack knows, an he is the only person who does, or did. He left my neck; his hot mouth enveloped my ear and sucked it in. It was like being hit by 10000 volts. I fried inside, my nipple exploded, my pussy set on fire. I was held down, I couldn't get away. And all I did was moan when he sucked and licked my ear, and when he poked the tip of his tongue right inside it, that was it, I gave up, and I gave in. I felt my dress being undone and I just lay there and let him do it, there was no more struggles, I had nothing left to struggle with, everything he did was built on what he'd just done. Nothing was left to assist me in rescuing my fidelity. He had read me, and he had hit the bull's eye, pay dirt, hot blond pussy, he had got me, and he was taking me. My black rapist set about opening my dress; I lay there in an aroused state, and excited anticipation now. I hadn't put a bra on so my nipples were on view and ready to be ripped off. He bent his head; I seemed to watch him in slow motion as his dark pink lips sucked one in for the first time. I came right there, my pussy flooded.. I saw past his head as his hand entered my thong and a finger slid down my pussy lips and into my most secret of places. He forced a low moan from me, my head went back and my total surrender and submission was complete. Larry my black rapist was doing what I had imagined so many times. He was doing what ever he wanted to do to me. I would accept it. He settled down and continued to give me what I had been craving, ever since my husband had first introduced him into our bed room via a fantasy. I never saw him removing his trousers; I just knew he was naked from the waist down. He guided my limp wristed hand to him, and my fingers wrapped around the black meat that would soon be in me. Again I murmured something illegible, I tightened my grip automatically, my thong got ripped off, and he was over me. His prick felt huge, a lot bigger than Jack's, but it wasn't the ten or twelve inch whopper you read about, but I knew it was going to be big enough. "Tell me now Kelly;" he whispered into my tortured ear, as he sucked and licked it some more. He had seen and registered my first reaction to him doing it. "Tell me I was wrong about you checking me out, all the signals you've been sending me, that black is pulling you into me." His fingers, his knee, and his mouth all forced me to admit it. "Yes Larry, I have been looking at you, but I didn't know about this. How did you, what did you see in me?" "I'll tell you later Kelly, I have an urgent need to fuck your married blond white pussy, and your married blond white pussy needs my lovely black cock, doesn't it?" He was teasing and tormenting me. The fantasy broke me open. "Please Larry, make love to me, don't wait, please don't make me wait, not now?" And he plunged right into me, I had no idea I was so ready for him. He slid all the way up to the hilt. I was spread like a wave on the ocean after the launching of a ship, he created wave after wave of pleasure in me. I had my first black cock in pussy orgasm from him. He looked down on me smiling, he knew didn't he? He knew I was a black cock lover, Jack had started it, I had run with it until I was enmeshed in the thought of black cock. And now Larry was playing it out on the stage of adultery. He battered me for an eternity, his thick black cock meat searing and branding the inside of my pussy. It was here where I had been in my head, this was real, and no imagination was needed now. I had THE black man on top of me, his infamous big black prick securely fixed in me, and I was being fucked, I hadn't been asked even. I hadn't even been seduced, well, not really. Larry had taken me, just as I had always wanted in my mind, and he was screwing me, the way I had always wanted to be screwed in my mind. His powerful black demeanour was, and had, over powered me in every way. I began to respond the way I knew I would, did, and should, my whole being was into him. My legs went over his back, my hands started ripping at his shirt, I wanted my hands on his dark skin, I wanted to learn him, feel him, know him. Larry consummated my infidelity to him completely, in my mind I was watching his beautiful black prick slicing into me like a hot knife through butter. It was my source of life; my breath depended on that slab of meat mincing my hot searing pussy. I could not have produced more cum or nectar for his use if I had tried. His shirt was in partial bits, my nails scoring his back and shoulders as he pummelled me to bits, his black hairy balls slapping my ass, the weight of him on me. My helplessness secured by him, everything ganged up on me. I gloried in my blacking, my ultimate seduction, because that is what he had achieved here today. My husband was out of the way, I was Larry's woman in every sense. Then that jaw dropping near back breaking moment, it's a fearsome thing to know that man as powerful as he, was is going to cum. It's as fearsome as it is enthralling, exciting and feverish. Larry's last huge crashing thump, as he hammered into me for the last time, and shot his demonic seed into me. His weight collapsed completely on me. It was the most gorgeous feeling, knowing it had been I who he had fucked, who he had needed to fuck, and indeed who he had fucked. But it was I, who had turned him on so much that he had to complete the deed. His soft movements as he settled in me, and his prick slackened was a moving experience, Jack more or less gets straight off. This was a new thing for me and I liked it. "Okay Kelly," he said convincingly and looking me straight in the eyes, "can you tell me now that you love black, you love black cock, and that you love my particular black cock, Hmmm?" It was a clear challenge, my marriage was on the line here, but he was still in me, he was still totally in control of the situation and of me. "Yes to all three Larry," I told him. There it was out in the open, I had admitted it. "You know I'm only here for a while don't you?" he told me. "Yes," I whispered, not knowing what was coming next. "So," he said next, "lets get it out then, you are now a black cock slut, you are my black cock slut, and I'll do with you what I want to do with you, yes?" I looked at him and pondered briefly what the meaning of his words was. "Yes Larry," I conceded, "to all three again." "Good girl," he said, then his prick took off again in me and he hammered me so beautifully. But he flipped me over and drove it into my ass. I screamed and cried out; luckily for me, mine and his cum had slithered down my crack to ease his passage in. I tried to get away but he just held me down, kept me in place and fucked me horrendously hard, my ass felt as if it was being ripped apart. I was being subdued, and subjugated, taken, used, and was being shown who had the mastery, and it wasn't me. I know I had always wished in my head to be taken in a way like this, mastered. And now it was happening, Larry was mastering me in every way. His young powerful mind bending demeanour, was too much for me. "You ever tried a bit of bondage Kelly?" he asked me. I was amazed, the last thing I was expecting right then was to be asked that. "I can't say I have, no." I replied. "Really? That's interesting," he said, "in the morning when we come back here I'm tying you over the back of the sofa, then you will get it all day long." Has Her Husband Made A Mistake? "I'm not down for tomorrow Larry," I told him. "Oh you'll be down alright, down over this sofa, so let's not quibble okay?" He got up, straightened himself, "I have work to do, and so do you," he ordered, "let's get to it, then the sooner we can go to yours and carry on where we've just left off!" He was telling me he was coming home with me. He disappeared into the work shop and left me open mouthed lying on my back on the said sofa. I did as he told me, but planned ways not to let him into my house. I knew if that happened he would take me over completely. He called Jack and told him he had completed his task, it was five in the afternoon. He said into the phone that I was still here in the office too and had worked hard for him. And as a reward, could he take me to dinner. "Great stuff Jack," he said, "I'll have her home by seven, if you want to call her to confirm she's been a good girl!" And he laughed down the line. "Okay." And he handed the phone to me. Jack asked if I was okay, and if I wanted to go to dinner with Larry, he was fine with it. I couldn't think of one reason to say no. I told Jack I loved him, but looked at Larry as I did, he blew me a kiss. We left the office and now I knew I would be taking Larry home with me, he was driving wasn't he? At dinner, he was the most gemnial person, he had me giggling like a girl, and his hand constantly found me under the table. The defining moment that sealed it was, he pulled my hand to him and I encircled his thick cock. I had no answer to that. I played with it for ages while eating one handed. We hurried home and as soon as we were through the door, clothes were being thrown every where. He half dragged me upstairs and into my marital bed, full infidelity, and total adultery was about to be engaged in. I was naked in moments about one second before he was; his dark body loomed over me as he pushed me down to my knees. I sank without trace and his thick heavy black warrior was in my hot willing mouth, accompanied by my hands on his black shiny hairy wiry balls. I wolfed his black meat down like a hungry animal, which I suppose I was, I wanted the cream he had to offer me. I attacked his prick manically; I sucked, licked, bit, nipped, kissed and slobbered over it, my hands urging him on too. I was desperate to make him cum. I was on top form, I wanted only to please him, nad have him blast his seed into the back of my throat. I felt him surge toward me, he was going to cum. His hands held my head, it's the tell tale sign in a man when he is about to blast off. He jammed it deep in my mouth I felt the sudden heating in his veiny shaft. I managed to pull back a bit, and he walloped my mouth with cum, it was slightly salty, thick and creamy, and lots and lots of it. I struggled to get it down, but there was no way in hell I was going to allow even one tiny drop out. I swallowed and gulped, but I got it, soon the heaviest loads were down, and I then savoured the last pulsing spurts. It was heaven to have this living black skinned hard flesh in my mouth, it slowly sagged, but I just kept sucking, draining every last drop. When he had nothing left I let him slip out and I crawled to the bed and got in, I held out my arms to this stunningly good looking, young black sex god. I drew him to me and we kissed, kissing a black man is eye opening, don't ask me why but it is. He felt for and found my slick pussy, my hips gyrated under his touch. Larry twisted around and got over me. I was about to be 69nd in the most dramatic way. My eye view was of his ass, it was hairy, black crinkly curls, an even more crinkly little bum hole that looked just so inviting to me. A bit further on were his beautiful black balls, hanging over my mouth, I lifted, kissed and sucked them each in turn. My hand found his cock, it was still wet with my saliva, I nuzzled upwards and pressed my nose as tight as I could right into his hole. I wanted to rim him, and I was determined I would. My tongue took over then, it pressed at him and slipped in, the taste wasn't at all what I was expecting. I was in his ass for fucks sake, but I loved it, and the smell of man, black man, was all pervading to me. I drove my tongue as hard as I could to get as much in as possible, then my lips joined in the fray and I pursed them to snuff out any gaps, I sucked and probed at the same time, and an orgasm blasted out of me. It took me by surprise, but I kept my mouth locked on, and my tongue in deep. He then blew me away with his first contact on my pussy, my hips left the bed, a finger found my rectum, my hips drove down to meet it, then back up again, more orgasms followed. I was falling down a precipice of climaxes, hard hitting, and stomach churning. I felt my juices spurt out of me, and I knew he was drinking it all up. I transferred my mouth to his balls and prick, and my fingers sought out his ass, as I poked one in, he did the same to me, if he hadn't been on top of me I would have hit the ceiling. My body was on fire, every touch he made got me anew, it was electrical. Then once more his youthful exuberance grew in him, his prick started to regain dominance, and I knew, hoped and silently pleaded that he would batter me with it, drive me insane, and make me cum and cum and cum. He spun round, his face wet with my juice, he kissed me, then he was back where he belonged, deep into my inner sanctum. The one where only my husband Jack had ever been, but Larry was deeper than Jack had ever been too, and I was spread wider. Larry's untamed weapon was on a mission to destroy, I was the target, and he hit me full on with every rib breaking thrust. This man should be the eighth wonder of the world, I told myself. Every woman on the planet should be allowed to entertain this, be a part of the sensation of having a cock such as this ravage, break, and defeat her pussy, just as he was doing to mine. I have no ideas how many cums I had, he beat them out of me, he just kept on and on, he was unstoppable. After what seemed like a wonderful never ending eternity, he grunted loudly, his prick just about poked a hole in my back and he came. He flooded me with it; I could feel the heat of it as it ran down the crack of my ass. The bed must be soaked, I thought. Larry rolled away from me and on to his back, smiled softly, and said. "Kelly, you are the best fuck ever, the most glorious shag in the world, your husband is a very lucky man, or in my case, a very unlucky man!" I blushed with pride, but also a little late sadness for having broken my wedding vows in such a huge and unforgiving way. We both lay there breathless, just holding hands, and looking to each other. Then the phone rang, it had to be Jack. I looked at Larry, put my finger to my lips in the shush fashion, and picked it up. "Hi Kelly, how are things?" he said. I looked at Larry and said, "Oh they couldn't be better Jack, Larry is great, he knows everything there is, totally satisfactory he is." I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. "Yes he's good, that's why I set him on, but be careful honey, he's supposed to be a bit of a womaniser." "A womaniser is he?" I grabbed Larry by the balls gently, "well he won't get too far with me babes." I told my husband, and giving Larry a baleful look. "Too far with you, what do you mean Kelly?" I had made a mistake. "I should have said, anywhere with me, sorry Jack." "Be careful Kelly, I miss you, are you in the office tomorrow?" "Yes," I replied, in tune with Larry's nodding head. Larry was making knotting movements with his hands, and mouthing the word, 'sofa.' I shook my head no! He nodded back, yes! "Where are you now Kelly?" Jack asked. "I've just made it to bed, I'm a bit tired, Larry is a hard task master," I told him, I was at it again! Larry sucked a nipple into his mouth, and I nearly broke my back when it arched, such was the tense excitement of seeing his black lips encircle, then snare it. "Ah, okay babes, I love you, speak tomorrow." "Bye Jack," I said, while squeezing Larry's big hairy balls, "love you too." Why didn't I feel guilty? It was a concern to me. An hour later, Larry had got his recovery system under control, he went to Jacks wardrobe and found a belt from his dressing gown, he came back, forced me over onto my stomach whilst I protested loudly, and tied my hands behind my back. Now I was a captive. He knelt beside me, "now," he said, "let's find out what you are really like Kelly, let's see if you are the slut I think you are." I knew what was coming; I'm no shrinking violet when it comes to sex. I know there are lots of women out there just like me. He was going to force me one way or the other into admitting I was a slut for black cock, his slut, his black cock slut, his whore, his black cock whore! He started by teasing my nipples, squeezing, twisting, nipping, pulling, and then a sudden crush. I was all over the place, I couldn't stop him, I couldn't get away. "Black cock slut Kelly, Hmmm?" he lifted and eye brow. I never answered, he dipped fingers into my still dripping pussy, he found my clit easily, I cried out in arousal and frustration. I still managed to keep my mouth shut, but the second his middle finger disappeared into my ass, I knew the game was up. "Come on Kelly," he whispered softly, "its easy, just tell me what you are, what you want to be, and I'll fuck you again, look at your masterful masters black prick Kelly, just waiting to get into its sluts, my whores, my white married wife's hot white cunt." I couldn't bear the torment any longer, "Yes Larry, I'll be your slut, your whore, please make love to me again, please." "That's better Kelly, now just say, I need my black master and his black prick to fuck me and fuck me. And your desire will be granted, his finger in my ass, and his others on my nipples defeated me totally. I repeated every word, verbatim. He threw himself on me and I got fucked to hell and back, to heaven and back, from here to eternity. I have never been ravaged like that, he was completely demonic. His loins slapping into mine was awesome. How many times I came I didn't know. I was delirium, comatose, knocked out, shocked and stunned. I wasn't aware even that he had turned me over, and was positioning himself above my ass, with his monstrous black prick, I've had it once in there, but it was so brief I don't really count it as being ass fucked. I had never liked it, so it was off limits to Jack, but it wasn't to Larry. "Please Larry don't do me there, I don't like it, I don't want you to do it, Please?" I begged. He took not one scrap of notice, but said. "You will learn to want it when ever I decide you want it Kelly, to be a fully paid up member of the black slut, black whore, black cock loving cunt club, you will take what ever black cock or dildo I tell you to take up here, or anywhere else, okay?" Then I felt him break in, I tried my hardest to keep it out. His knees were between mine, my hands tied behind my back, his hands hooked under my shoulders, and his weight was too much for me. He just pressed forward and in he came, ably assisted by my own sweet nectar running down me. I screamed into the bed sheets, there was nothing I could do, he held me, and I could feel him spreading my ass, and my insides as he plumbed the innocent depths of my bowels. I tried to flop, to relax, and gradually I did, he was doing what ever he wanted, the only thing I could do was submit, and take it. But the fact that I was being forced, taken against my will, made me begin to accept it, my black seducer, who was now my black dominator, became the catalyst for my surrender to him, to it, to this ass rape. I changed from trying to reject it, to feeling luscious, I was under control completely, and this young black employee of my husband was using me how he wanted to. I was beginning to like it, my ass went from pain to passion, he reached under me and got my clit, I exploded into an unshakable climax. I bit into the sheets to try and stop from being blasted into space, the sheer panic, the utter shattering orgasm made things go black around my eyes, I came and came again, and again. I became aware of him on me, still in me, and my body coming down from a height I had never been to. I heard grunting and groaning, I realised it was me, I was snorting like a piglet, and snuffling my face into wet sheets. He rolled off me and lay at my side, just looking at me, I managed to turn my head to him, and a huge smile broke out on my face. I knew now I was what he said I was, a black cock slut, a whore, and indeed a slave to him and his beautiful earth shattering black prick. But he had more than that; he had inner power, inner strength, something that not many men have. He had a complete assuredness of presence. He pulled me too him, undid my wrists, and said, "right Kelly, we need to sleep, we have a lot of work to do tomorrow, so we have to be up early, get the job finished for Jack. Then we'll have time for me to tie you over the sofa for a good rogering before he comes back okay?" I never even bothered trying to contest what he was telling me. I just knew it would happen, I would literally be walking around with his spunk in me, probably squishing my inner thighs when my husband returned from his trip. I think I fell asleep within seconds, I was so exhausted by Larry, but I do know my last thoughts were of him using, abusing, loving, and fucking me wonderfully mercilessly. I was wakened by him shaking my shoulder, kissing me and saying, "Come on Kelly, breakfast is ready, we have to hurry, move it!" And I received a huge wallop on my bare ass to help move me along. I moved and quickly. We arrived at the office before 7am, Larry went straight at it, issuing orders to me, he was so business like, it was hard to imagine that last night he had screwed me in every way from this week to next. At 11 o'clock he announced that the project was complete, he ran one last test to prove the system and said that Jack would be over the moon when he returned. He grabbed me and we transported back into our respective roles, ie, him owning me, and intent on using me again. I was more than happy, I was going to get his big black cock where I needed it more and more as every second passed. I didn't know when I would get it again, it would all depend on Jack being out of the office. He made sure the office was shut down, and secure, he knew as well as I did that Jack would phone ahead to let us know when he would be arriving back. Larry produced belts, and stockings from my collection at home. I did like the way he seduced me all over again instead of just throwing me over the sofa. I would have accepted it, but this was better. Soon my clothes were dropping to the floor, and he led me to where I would be hobbled by him. I fully accepted him doing it, I was already excited beyond reason, he had tortured my nipples and clit to subdue any possible protestations. He made me spread my feet and tied them off; a soft cushion was placed on the top of the sofa for my comfort. I appreciated his thoughtfulness, and happily bent over it, then my wrists were tied to the front and I was in palace and helpless. Larry did the one thing guaranteed to make my mouth water; he slowly stripped in front of me. Taking his time with each item, to finally reveal his beautiful black pussy detonator. I gawped at it and him, he stood there, feet apart, hands on hips and mocked me. "Like what you see you black cock slut, you whore begging bitch?" My mouth was dry, I found it difficult to say anything. As I peered at him his cock twitched, it was growing before my very eyes. The one eyed black anaconda was coming for me, I was about to be devoured. "Tell me what you are Kelly, or this," he waggled his gorgeous black cock at me, "won't be coming any where near you!" "Please Larry, you have me where and how you want me, don't tease me, please?" "Come on you married white black cock cunt of a slut, beg me, tell me what you are!" He demanded. "I'm a slut Larry, your black cock slut, I'm you married white whore, please Larry please?" "That's better you dirty slag, you need black don't you, you are desperate for black cock aren't you, tell me!" "Yes Larry I do, I need you Larry, I need your cock Larry, please I'm begging you, you want me to beg, I'm begging Larry, please fuck me, please fuck your black cock slut cunt!" I burst into tears then, I had never felt so humiliated, so sad, so beaten, so broken. He got on the sofa on his knees and bent my head down, I gratefully sucked his cock, it felt so good to have it back in my mouth. I paid homage to his cock that no man had a right to expect. He got my nipples at the same time, the pain was horrendous as he crushed them, but it was out weighed by the pleasure he was giving me too. Then something totally unexpected, he blindfolded me. "Larry, why have you done that, you don't need to," I mumbled around his thick black cock, which I was gainfully sucking for him. "Oh but I do Kelly," he told me, "There is a surprise coming for you." I had no idea what he was talking about, but I soon found out. Hands gripped my ass, and a prick or something was thumped hard into my pussy. I had no where to go but to the place the astronomically fast climax that sped at lightening pace through my submissive body. I gargled and gurgled around Larry's prick, the object in me was fucking me at a rate of knots that I couldn't keep up with. I was cumming faster than I ever had, this was the most sublime degradation of my entire life. Nothing could be better than this I thought. It was utter heaven, sheer ecstasy. I could have happily stayed right where I was for the rest of my life. I had been totally and completely blacked, and I knew I could never give it up, not ever. But I still didn't know who it was behind me fucking me like this, then it was out of me and in my ass before I even realised it had. Again I screamed around Larry's cock, he held me on it while I became subdued. My nipples were being ripped off me and I was loving it, the person behind me was in my ass, and fingers where at my clit. There was nothing to do but cum, and I did, how many orgasms can a woman have in one go. I didn't know the answer to that, I just knew they were being torn from me every few seconds. The cock in my ass was suddenly returned to my pussy for further ravaging. I had nothing to give, no resistance to the irresistible fucking, then Larry came in my mouth, I gulped and sucked in between heavy breathing, I know some slid out because of the position I was in, but I hated myself for doing so. I could feel the hairs of the man behind me as he slapped his prick into me harder and harder, then I felt that all too familiar spurt of cum spouting into me. The heat, the feel of thick creamy hot cum, is a wondrous thing, I loved it, and my body sucked it all up. Slowly the unknown prick in me slipped out. Larry moved away and the new prick replaced him in my mouth, clean it bitch a voice said, I did. I licked and sucked on it, I could taste me, taste him, even my shit tasted good, as I blindly cleaned him as good as I was able. "Shall I take the blindfold off now do you think, or do you want us to fuck her some more?" I heard Larry say. "No, I don't think she can take another session just yet," the voice said to me, "can you Kelly?" All I could do was shake my head no. Larry removed the blindfold and he appeared in my view, I smiled weakly at him, and then focussed on the other man. It was a few moments before my vision registered him. Then my jaw sagged, I couldn't believe it, it was Jack, my husband! He quickly untied me, and brought me around the sofa to sit on it. He held me tightly. "Happy birthday darling, I love you and I hope you have enjoyed your present sweetheart?" I couldn't speak at all. "Thanks Larry, you can go now," he said, "and thank you for all the help you have given me this past month." Larry dressed without speaking, kissed me once lightly, and walked out of the door. Has Her Husband Made A Mistake? "I hope you don't think that this will happen again Kelly, because it won't, this was a one off, when ever I go away in the future, you can bet your ass you will be coming with me" and he laughed. Speechless, you can bet everything you have that I was. I fell into Jack, "Oh Jack, you did all this for me, why?" "Because I love you Kelly, the nights we talked about it, I knew it excited you to think of being seduced by a black guy, so I arranged everything through one of those dating agencies. Larry is one of them, but the fact that he knows computers made it all possible!" I looked at him, he knew me so well, but did he know now, that black love, black cock, was not going to be off my agenda in the future. He had opened a longing in me that I didn't know I had, would my marriage survive that. Only the future will tell, I knew.