16 comments/ 54105 views/ 23 favorites Key was the Key to Her By: qualitywheat They had met at school, and then they went through college. They loved each other all the way, now they were married. One month ago they had wed in a huge ceremony; all paid for by her wealthy parents, who gave a lavish wedding for their only daughter, in fact, their only child. Her new husband came from a wealthy back ground too, and that is why he probably had the hang up that he had. He wasn't weird, not in any sense of the word; he just had such an imaginative mind. He was John Foster; she was now Mrs Jenny Foster, nee Higgins. They had an excellent sex life, though neither had had any experience of others, although Jenny suspected that John had had some, during the odd couple of times they had broken up temporarily. Jenny had been a virgin right up until her 20th birthday, and that's when she had succumbed to the urges built up by her own body, and the not inconsiderable urges of her to be, husband. She hadn't really liked it much, it hadn't done a lot for her, but her best friend had told her it would change, that she would love it eventually, she had been right! It was fantastic now, having sex or making love was a paramount and integral part of her life now. They had tried sex in every which way but loose, every position they could get into, onto, and around, all over their house, garden, garage, roof space, even the top of their car! Now at 23 years of age, John was 23 also, they thought of themselves as more than accomplished lovers. But they really had no idea of how love was made by others, and the intensity of finding out. They had honeymooned in the Caribbean, and that's where John began understand and to fantasize. They had always made up stories for each other, stories where she would get seduced, raped, held captive, until a ransom was paid, she would tell John how she would surrender to the man who had her, who would have his wicked way with her, and during a session she would scream out her imaginary lover's name. They would go into an imaginary bar, or hotel, where she would be asked to dance and it went on from there, she would give into a persistent man, where refusal wasn't an option, and such was Jenny's arousal she would half fuck her husband to death. Or at work, the janitor had got her into a cleaning cupboard, and fucked her over the top of a pile of laundry. Her boss had seduced her and ravished her on his desk, screaming helplessly to anyone who could hear her, but no one was there to save her, and she was taken to the limits of her endurance. John would hold her from the back, his cock deeply embedded in his beautiful bride's pussy from behind. He would regale her with stories of men who had come to work in their house, and she would be terrified of some of them, she would even submit to a fierce look. He told her of one situation where a insurance salesman called, and with him, he had a female trainee, she was a gorgeous black girl, and right in front of Jenny, he had squeezed the girls nipples. Jenny was shocked, but even more so, when the man had done it to her. Then the girl had joined in, and soon all 3 were in bed, and Jenny was fucked from arsehole to breakfast time by them both. John was, on the face of it, what could only be described as a normal guy in every way. He was quite good looking, masculine in his own way, tall, fairly well built, and as far as Jenny knew, his cock was a good size, and, he knew how to use it! Jenny was a vision, absolutely cutely beautiful, 5ft 7", she loved being a woman and dressed accordingly. Long ash blonde hair which, surrounding her face, made its way over her shoulders and back, like shimmering waves on an ocean. Gorgeous upturned nose, which she could wrinkle so good. Eyes that were azure blue, deep, wide and almond shaped, her lips were pouty, soft looking, but had a firmness about them, that made men desire to be kissed by her. Her body was heaven made, so receptive to a touch, super sensitive nipples that John had taken advantage of many many times. Jenny kept her fabulous pussy as smooth as a glass topped table, and not a hair in sight. Her long legs carried her in an ever elegant, way, Jenny glided when she walked, swayed with a grace that made her seem to float. Jenny was a part time secretary, and had fended off her boss a few times, and also others, when and where advantages were sought for her favours. She was a faithful wife, and couldn't ever see a situation where she would ever be other than that. But John was having dreams of her being with another man, a black man! The honeymoon in the Carib had brought that to the fore. He imagined her being taken from him, and made to watch, as she was both seduced beyond redemption, and fucked into oblivion, by a big dominant black male. One day he went into a porn sex shop, he asked the man behind the counter, for black on blonde CD's. Armed with 4 of them he went home, That Friday night, he had loaded them up, and when he and Jenny were settled in bed, he turned on the first one. It was black on blond, but it was just that, black on blond, the 2nd one was more of the same, he was getting pissed off. He wanted to see seduction, forced rape, anything, not just sex, Jenny wasn't impressed either. The 3rd one came on and it was just what he wanted, A big black man was with a beautiful blonde, he had stolen her from her husband, and he was going to fuck her, she was pleading with him, to let her go, she was a mother of 2 small children. But he told her, her husband owed him lots of money, and wasn't paying it off, so he had told him he would take his wife, and keep her for a few days, just to lower the interest. 'A few days?' she had cried. 'Yes, you will belong to me for a while, and anyway,' he told her, 'by the time I have finished with you, you won't want to go back, not after you have had this in you!' and he grabbed his crotch. 'Once you've been blacked, you never go back, ever heard of that?' he said, as he started to undress the hapless mother. 'Yes I have, but it won't work on me, I love my husband!' she cried again. John was squeezing, and tweaking Jenny's nipples, they were like chapel hat pegs! She moaned. 'Is it turning you on honey?' he asked, 'is watching a big black man have his way with that beautiful blonde making you horny babe?' he said gruffly. He dipped his hand to her pussy, it was wet through, he stroked her clit. 'Watch as he seduces, then fucks her,' he whispered. The blonde beauty was helpless, there was nothing she could do but give in. Jenny saw her dress fall to the floor, her bra came off, her panties were torn away, and making the woman and Jenny gasp in unison. 'Is that you there on the screen Jenny?' her husband asked. Jenny moaned at his words. 'Is he seducing you Jen?' is he making you so hot; you need his big black cock in you? Hmmm, is he Jenny?' 'Tell me babe, that big black cock, do you need it in you?' John teased her, his fingers playing havoc in her body 'Yesssss,' she hissed, an orgasm washed though her. They watched as the woman visibly surrendered, she put her arms over the broad shoulders of her black seducer, and soon to be lover. He picked her up, and carried her onto the bed, where he deepened her confusion, and seduction, her nipples were under attack, she moaned into his neck. 'You want and need my big black prick baby?' he asked, 'you ever had black cock honey?' he asked. 'No, I haven't,' she whimpered, 'oh what am I to do?' 'You just put your tiny white married little hand on it, hold it and squeeze it, the rest will come naturally baby.' He told her. She did as she was told, Jenny came again, and her thighs crushed her husband's hand! The woman moaned again, so did Jenny. John was beside himself, he was as hard as iron as his wife submitted, along with the beauty on the screen. The man kissed his now totally submissive woman, she kissed him back. John asked Jenny 'is he kissing you babe? What is it like?' 'Yesssss,' again Jenny hissed, 'it's so different?' John realised that Jenny was totally submersed in the scene before them. 'Look at his cock Jenny, see how big it is, is he going to fuck the woman at the same time as you?' 'Oh yes,' Jenny gasped. John's fingers were working away in her now sopping, and very slick pussy. 'Do you want black cock Jenny; would you like to be fucked by a big black cock babe? Mmmm?' 'Yes yes yes yes I do, I do John, Oh God!' she came in a torrent. They watched as the huge man lay over the woman, and heard her moan and groan as his prick split her in half. She was pleading for him to stop, then for more, soon she was begging for it, 'harder harder,' she bellowed, mewling, moaning, her arms and legs tight around him as he fucked her senseless. They witnessed her orgasms crashing through her, totally wrecking her. She was kissing his neck, her nails hard in his back, feet hooked into the back of his muscular thighs, her trembling was there right on screen, the bed shook. The man fucked her twice more, the last time, she was on her knees, cheering him on, at the end, as he let her go, she told him she would come back anytime he told her to. 'Oh I think you'll be back without me asking,' he said. 'Once you go black, you don't go back?' the blonde beauty said to him, kissed him, and smiled. John was in his wife's pussy from behind now, talking to her. 'Well baby, what do you think about that?' he asked. 'Fuck me, and fuck me hard right now John or I will kill you! Her voice was guttural. He took the part. 'Is that great black prick in you right now Jen?' his voice was smooth and taunting her. 'Yes, oh my god yes,' and she screamed loudly as she came completely. They watched the CD a few times more, it was embedded in Jenny's mind, the orgasms she had over it were like none she had ever had. The next week John took the CD's back, and the man asked if he and his lady had enjoyed them? 'To be honest, yes we did, especially my wife,' he admitted. The man looked at him, and then from under his counter, he produced a card. 'Call this number, you can arrange an evening out for you both, just to have a look, and see if you want to go further?' John left perplexed, this was further than he had anticipated, but he had already come this far, why not find out? He waited 5 days before he called the number, a man answered, John explained what he had done, and the man said. 'Well, if you want to be at the Excelsior Hotel on Saturday night, there is a function on, its formal dress though, have a look around, and see what you think, it's up to you if you feel like progressing?' John tried to nail him down with further questions, but he just parried them, and said, 'just go and have a look.' And he put the phone down. John went home, he pondered how to broach the subject with Jenny, he knew she would flatly refuse anything of that nature. Then he had a brainwave, 'I'll just tell her we have been invited to a do at the Excelsior, and it was formal dress,' he told himself. Jenny loved dressing up, and he knew she would be up for it. He told her that night, she quizzed him as to what kind of do it was, but he said it was a surprise. And Jenny, because it was formal, went for it. She would buy a new dress, a slinky black satin one, slit right up to her gorgeous thigh, high backless heels, new gold necklace, and matching earrings. The night came, and they set off, Jenny looked so stunning it took John's breath away; her hair was elegantly piled up on her beautiful head. John also knew that Jenny was totally naked under her dress, no panties, no bra, no lines, just smooth graceful curves, curves that left nothing to the imagination, nothing! She was as sexy as hell, and both knew all heads would turn the moment she walked in, no one would see John at her side, only her. The man in the shop had made a call as soon as John had left. 'I think we have hooked one Max,' he said into the phone. 'Give me their address; their credit card details, I'll have them checked out.' He replied. Three days later, a file was on his desk, including photos. He was slightly interested in the man, but was more than interested in the woman; she was utterly, and extraordinarily beautiful. She was the best that had come his way by a long time! The investigator and his team, had traced John's movements of the last 2 weeks, and it was decided that he was more than interested in black sexing, which was focussed on his beautiful young wife. Max was a man who found willing girls and women, and husbands too that were interested in seeing their wives etc being blacked, and many times they were stunned to find out that, their wives and girlfriends were more than happy to continue, and to leave their men for black cock, in reality, Black cock sluts! Men and women, who were into black sex, group sex, any kind of sex, he used coercion, blackmail, anything that would achieve his goals, and make him more money. But this woman was different, he could see that in the photos, in the report, this one was special; She could very well be the one he had been looking for, for someone very special in his life. And he knew just the person for her, his son, Kwame, but nicknamed Key. His son was the light of his life, and he had confided in his father, that his ultimate wish was to meet and fall in love with a beautiful blonde, but she would have to get used to being a man's woman, not the other way round. Kwame had had women, but he didn't want a bought and paid for whore, he wanted a woman who would willingly love him, as he would love her, even though she would have to be submissive to him. Max felt this could be the one; the fact that she was already married was of no consequence to him. Her husband had brought them to his attention, he felt it was his duty to find out if the wife was a black cock lover, a black man lover. Max arranged the necessary details for the 'do' at the Excelsior, which he owned. He brought in all the necessary people to make it a formal occasion, he spent valuable time arranging the scenes, all the people there were friends and aquantances. Kwame was sat at the bar, nursing a drink. John and Jenny entered, and as expected, every head turned. The maitre de escorted them in, and they made their way to the bar, he ordered a G&T for him, and a wine for Jenny. John looked at the extremely good looking young black man sat there on his own, and thought, hmmm? 'This could be a good start?' he thought to himself. He checked out the man, he was a big one, well over 6ft, powerfully built, and very well dressed in a very smart charcoal gray suit, and tie. John gently nudged his wife's ribs. 'Look at him Jen, now is that a good looking black guy or not?' 'Yes he is John, but why are you asking me that?' she whispered. 'Well,' he said, 'after watching those CDs last week, I thought you may have had a few lewd thoughts?' he ventured, and smiled crudely at her. 'John, behave yourself, you might get me into trouble,' and she giggled. 'Looking like you do darling, I think you could have more trouble than you could handle!' he proffered, laughing too. But John was already halfway there, he was wanting to see his wife being chatted up, asked to dance, seeing her get rubbed by some of the black men here, and maybe especially, by the young man sat near them. He wasn't to know it was already in hand, the whole charade was a set stage, or he would have left like a shot! Jenny wasn't a big drinker, and after she had had three, and the band had struck up, and people were dancing. A tall man asked Jen to dance, 'if her husband would permit it?' he asked. John agreed right off, he was loving this. Jenny danced twice, and then returned, she was having a ball, there were white people there, but predominantly, they were black. And all these lovely black men were affecting her, she felt a little dizzy, the feel of men's bodies against her, black men's bodies was getting to her. And when she felt one purposely rub his erect cock on her thigh, she had almost cum. She staggered back to the bar, where John was talking to the man at there, Jenny appraised him, he really was good looking, in fact he looked remarkably like the black man on the CD she had watched with John. That thought made her pussy tingle a lot. They made way for her to sit on the stool between them. 'Honey, this is Kwame, but he prefers to be called Key. He's from Zimbabwe, his family came here 40 years ago, and he is in his last year at college,' he told a flushed Jenny. 'Pleased to meet you Key,' she breathed, 'he is even better looking close up?' she thought, but only to herself. They chatted, and he asked if she would dance with him, they had a dance or two, Jenny was holding her drink, and had refused anymore, John was a little drunk by now. Key asked her dance again, Jenny looked at John, he nodded enthusiastic approval. She was beginning to guess his motives, and reason's for bringing her here. But she giggled, and said to herself, 'I'm going to make him as jealous as hell!' On the dance floor she danced close to Key, her beautiful thigh being exposed as she willowed her way on the floor, and she actually became quite aroused, she couldn't help it, she had rubbed against him, and she had felt his thick hard flesh press into her as she did. Key was more than enthralled by the ash blonde beauty before him, he had never been this close to such a wonderfully sexy woman as this, she was like silk in his arms, as they weaved around each other. Jenny had to return for a sip of her drink to sate her dry mouth. John was grinning like a Cheshire cat, she deliberately brushed his cock, he was rock hard, and he was as excited as she had ever known him. 'Are you okay John?' she asked. While Key stood close at her side, as if protecting her. John was almost cumming in his pants at the sight of them on the dance floor, he knew he was touching and rubbing against his wife, and it was driving him mad with lust. 'I have to use the bathroom,' he murmured to his wife, 'you have another dance honey, and then we'll think about going, hey?' 'Okay John,' she answered. She returned to the dance floor, with Key's arm tight around her, she was excited, and aroused, 'I need a fucking good seeing to,' she murmured to herself, but looking at Key. She looked across to see John walking through the door to the bathroom, and he looked over his shoulder at her, as she cavorted about with Key. John was going to relieve himself, he couldn't wait to get home, he went into a cubicle and wanked over the thought of his wife, under the big black man she was dancing with. The mans big black log securely fastened into his beautiful wife's white steaming pussy. His cum shot into the air as he jerked himself off, he had never been so aroused as this, his legs buckled. He eventually returned, and he couldn't see Jenny or her black suitor? He leaned against the bar for a while, and then went to look for them. He wasn't to find them anywhere. As soon as Key had seen John disappear into the bathroom, he had pulled Jenny tight to him, and pushed his big black weapon right into Jenny's dripping pussy, against her dress. She couldn't stop herself from responding to it, he held her there, she held herself there, and she couldn't drag herself off it. He wrapped his arms around her, and waltzed her to the door and out of the building; she was in his car before she could draw breath! Key felt Jenny's firm and rounded tits, he squeezed her nipples, and then kissed her, it left her completely breathless, stunned and utterly aroused. When she came down from where she was riding, he was pressing a button, and through glassy eyes, she saw a garage door open, the car drove in, the door came down, and Key was helping her out. He walked her in his arms into a very large house. 'Key, what are you doing? Why am I here?' she whispered as his mouth closed over hers, his thick lips smothered her, she responded in kind, she kissed him right back, this was the first time she had ever kissed another man like this. Key was the Key to Her Jenny could feel his prick pressing right into her, the blonde beauty swooned. 'Where is John, where is my husband?' she managed to squeak. 'Don't you worry about him Jenny, he will be okay, but you're here now, and you'll be staying for a while.' He told her. 'Staying for a while, here, what do you mean?' 'Just what I say babe,' he said, as he kissed her again, and swayed his hips across her, bringing her internal arousal to the fore. 'Oh Kwame, please, I, I, I,I shouldn't be here with you like this, he pressed home his advantage, by biting, sucking and kissing her soft tender neck. 'Oh Kwame, Kwame please oh!' she bleated, his cock was firmly lodged into the crevice of her now super heated pussy. She knew she was going to be, was being, seduced, and nothing but feeble resistance would be offered from her. Meanwhile at the hotel, John was going frantic; he had learned that the blonde beauty had left with the man who had been dancing with her. But she had gone willingly, and even asked someone to inform her husband that she would call him in a few minutes. This of course was a lie. Jenny never called, and in John's state of mind, he never thought of calling her. He found out they had left by car, but no one at all knew to where, or what their destination was. He thought of calling the police, but what would he say? 'Oh yes, my wife has left of her own accord with a good looking black man, and I don't know why, or to where, yes, they had danced many times officer?' Eventually, he had no option to return home alone without his beautiful blonde wife, he had engineered this, it had been in his minds eye, watching her being fucked by the man she was now with, but where was she? Key was undoing Jenny's dress, the zip was going down, and she knew it. He had thrown off his jacket and tie, and had pulled off his shirt to reveal a huge, heavy flat powerful chest, her hand's went involuntarily to it, her fingers danced mesmerized over his flat hairless body. Her satin dress slithered to the floor; she was stood naked before him, stood only in her sexy elegant backless high heels. He kissed her again, and felt her nipples at the same time, Jenny orgasmed, she was gone. She felt for his prick, in her hands it felt huge, it tore at her mind, she wanted it, she needed it, and now she was desperate for it. Key picked up his prize, the fabulously gorgeous sexy blonde beauty was his, she wouldn't be going home for some time, he wanted, and intended to make her reliant on black cock, his big black cock. He had every intention of keeping her. And if fucking her into submission was the way to do it, then do it, he would! Jenny was looking all the while now into his deep dark eyes, eyes that seemed bottomless, pools of black liquid, she was hypnotised as he took her to bed, and her fate. He laid her down, and quickly removed the rest of his clothes; she saw now what he was. A dark, even black skinned Adonis, never had she seen such a man, much less a black one. She had never been this close to another man, and now she was about to give her fidelity to him. His body was magnificent, tall and powerful in a smooth way, broad at the shoulder, narrow at the hip, thick in thigh. And so so good looking, her breath was tight and constricted in her throat. But it was his cock that made her insides turn to liquid; it was beautiful, long and thick, stood out from his body, in seemingly, a gesture of defiance, the big purple mushroom head was looking straight at her, right in her eye. It was proud, and so commanding. Jenny scooted across so she could hold it in her dainty white hands. It looked so big in them, it was pulsing and ready for action, it was ready for Jenny's pussy; it was ready to devastate her completely. She bent her head to kiss it, and holding it in her lips; she reached up and undid her hair, to let it fall free. Key held her head and forced his solid black gold prick into her mouth, Jenny accepted it fully. She began to suck a cock that was far bigger than her husbands, was far thicker, and obviously far more powerful, this was truly a man's cock! He pulled her off the bed, and made her kneel on the floor before him, this was a new one on Jenny, she had usually taken control of her husband when she sucked his cock, not this time though, not here! He sat on the bed and lay back while Jenny pleasured not only him, but herself too. She attacked his cock with her mouth, tongue, teeth and lips, her head bobbing as fast as she could make it. Soon he was grunting, she knew he was going to cum, and cum in her mouth, she had never swallowed her husbands. But Kwame held her head tight over his prick as he shot his load; she had no way of removing herself from it. 'Swallow it all Jenny, and don't spill a drop,' he said with force. Jenny did as she was told, and was more than pleasantly, and even grateful that he had made her do it, the taste was delightful, she sucked harder as she realised that this was a great way to make a man cum. Kwame lay back on the bed, and then said softly. 'Get up Jenny, come here,' he held out his arms as Jenny came into them. He swung them both around so they were now lying in the centre of it. 'That was great Jenny, you really are a terrific cock sucker,' he told her. And Jenny, for reasons she didn't know, glowed with pride, she had loved sucking his beautiful black weapon, and now he had told her she was great at it! The contrast between them was astoundingly amazing, her creamy white skin, against his dark satin smooth one stunned her. She leaned down and sucked a black nipple into her mouth, an orgasm so sweet rolled through her magnificent body; she was truly enthralled by him now. She snuggled into his arms, and reached down for his half hard prick, she squeezed it, and a gasp came from her lips. 'Oh Key, I have never been with another man, and now, here I am with you, am I a slut now, I suppose I must be, even a whore' 'Well Jenny, yes, I suppose you are, but you are my slut now, and my whore if I want you to be, okay?' 'And you are always going to be my slut too.' He told her. She liked him calling her his slut. 'But Key, I'm married, I have a husband, what is he going to say, what will he do?' she whimpered, as tears filled her lovely eyes. 'Yes Jenny you are, but this is what he wanted. He wanted you to be fucked and made love by me, his dream black man. He wanted you to be my slut, my whore, and now you are, but the thing is Jenny,' he said, 'the thing is that, you want to be just that now don't you, the only difference is, he wanted to watch, I didn't want him to, so he didn't!' He told her with a certainty that made her want believe him. 'He didn't? He can't have wanted to watch Key, he can't have, how do you know?' she moaned, as his cock jumped in her hands, she made sure of her hold on it. 'He told me Jenny, the night was arranged for him, but I wasn't arranged for you, it was all his night, to go the way he chose, only he didn't get to choose you leaving with me, this part is all my idea, all of it.' His cock was growing, Kwame knew that in a minute he would have it in her, right where it would do him, and her, the most good. He rolled to her, lifted himself between her legs, and pushed them aside with his own, Jenny concurred, she split herself for him, she raised her knees high, put her feet on his back, and hooked her perfect nails into his shoulder blades. There was nothing on, or in her mind, but the thought of him and his mighty prick fucking her, she had never wanted anything more in her life. She wanted this man like she had never wanted anyone, no one, not even John, her husband, had made her want like this. Kwame pushed his fully erect prick at the tight opening of Jenny's pussy, it was so slick it slid in, but the girth of it caused Jenny to moan, in some pain, high anxiety, and anguish, because she knew what was coming, and come it did! She moaned and squealed as the thick log of black meat gained ground in her, she was determined not to ask him to stop, this was something form her primeval past, a female being rutted and impregnated by the superior male that Key patently was. The Alpha male was upon her, and she would not be released until the male had ejected its sperm into the bank of the submitting female! Kwame began to thread his thick master organ in and out of Jenny; he was touching parts of her that she knew her husband hadn't been, and now never would. He began a concentrated effort to bring Jenny fully to him, he rode her with a gentleness, and controlled ferocity, as he built up a crescendo of power that ultimately forced orgasm after orgasm out of her, Jenny moaned in pain, addiction, fear, desire, need, she was wrapped around him like an octopus. Her arms and legs were tight around him, as he rolled up and down on her supine body, he ravaged her neck, she kissed his chest. Then only 2 minutes after he entered this fabulously sexy beautiful woman, he began to ejaculate. Some how Jenny asked him if he was wearing a condom, he answered no. 'But I'm not on the pill Key, we always use them,' she managed to blurt out. 'I'm not stopping now Jenny, I can't,' he said, and he blasted his cum deep into her womb, his prick was already tight up into her cervix. It made Jenny orgasm as if in a cauldron, her body seemed to disintegrate, the tornado struck from afar, she had no defence, it utterly broke her, then she drifted and slid into oblivion. When she came to, she was lying on her side next to him, Key's arm was around her, and he was himself in slumber. She briefly wondered where she was, and what had happened? Then the memory came creeping back, along with the feeling of complete satisfaction, a feeling of utter elation swept over her. The memory of the orgasms he had given her, came into real focus, she huddled herself to him, as a child would, asking a parent for his, or her protection. Then her husband came into her mind, 'what will I do?' She pondered, 'what will I tell him, how can I tell him of what has happened here tonight.' She looked at the clock; it was 7:00 in the morning! This made Jenny jump, 'he would be frantic,' wondering where she was, 'but she knew, that he must already know, he had organised all this,' she thought bitterly. It had backfired on him spectacularly. As Jenny moved to get out of bed, Key's arm tightened around her. 'Good morning to you, my beautiful lady, how are you?' he asked softly. 'I'm feeling better good Key, but I must go home, John will be more than anxious about me?' she said quietly. He knew he could make her stay, simply by saying she couldn't leave right now, but he wanted her to make up her own mind. His prick lurched on his leg; the very sight of her turned him on immediately. Her hair was tousled, but in a feline feminine way, the marks on her neck and shoulders were a testament to the loving she had gone through in the night. He pulled her to him, and kissed her, she responded, in a way that only a woman who was with her man could. He sensed the kiss as a kiss, that was for him. The kiss developed quickly into more, the touching, caressing, and the sensation's racing through them, were real and tangible. Soon they were in the throes of loving, an urgency dropped into, and onto them. Jenny had his prick in her hands, and was working it up into a strutting frenzy. He grappled with her nipples, biting her neck; the marks were the evidence of his taking his female. and then he fingered her slick pussy. Key rose above her like a dark cloud, she seemed to disappear as his shadow spread around her, he covered her, and enveloped her. She was in awe; the daylight was exposing his man size, his breathtaking beauty. Jenny was completely entranced, she had never known of such a phenomenon as this. Key thrust his prick into the white hot pit of Jenny's vagina; he was quickly as deep as he had been last night. Jenny convulsed in orgasms, she called to him, to someone, to anyone, to save her, but that isn't what she wanted, she wanted this, and she wanted it again and again. Her nails reopened the scratches she had made last night, blood ran down his back, he could feel it, it was such an arousing turn on, to feel this woman giving him her love. It was glorious. He roared like the lion he was, he tightened his grip on her as he came, he crushed her, she struggled to breathe, then he came again, and another load of potent sperm ejected itself from him, and into her waiting fertile womb. Jenny completely capitulated under him, this was the most amazing man she had ever met, no one could do this to her, no one, but he had, hadn't he? Her orgasm followed his, devastation was the order of the day. Key fell from her breathing heavily, his body slowly made its way back to normality, as Jenny did the same. They held each other so tight, and loved each other in a way that neither had ever done in their previous lives. Both knew that this was something special, but it had to be Key to make it a permanent fixture. He made the stance; he spoke with brevity he had never used. 'Jenny,' he said simply, 'I don't want you to leave, not today anyway, I need you here with me. You don't need to worry about your husband, he will be told you are well, and that you will return in a day or two?' 'But Key, 'I just can't not go home, as much as I want to be with you, I have to tell him about this, about what he has done, and the price he is going to pay for it?' 'Yes Jenny, but not today, you/we need to cement this, we have to do a little building before that, you have to agree with me Jenny, you really have to!' This was said in a manner that left little for her to argue with. Jenny climbed over him, straddling his fabulous body with her legs; she looked down on him for the first time. It was a sight she would never forget, he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She had always thought of her husband as good looking, but Key, with his dark skin, his dark good looks, his bottomless, fathomless eyes, mesmerised her. Her heart burst with a passion for him, she now knew, she had never had for her husband! 'Do you want me Key?' she asked. He reached up to pull her to him, but she pushed his arms aside. 'Answer me Key, do you want me?' 'Yes Jenny I want you, haven't I just proved that?' he asked back. 'No you haven't, you have made love to me, and you have fucked me in half, but the question is, am I just some one to fuck and make love to whenever you want, or do you want me, really want me, for who I am, not just what I look like?' 'Jenny, I would tell you I am so in love with you already, but I know you wouldn't really believe that, though I am, I love you Jenny, I have waited for you for 10 years, I want you Jenny, and I need you in my life, you are the one Jenny, the one!' Jenny was stunned, she hadn't expected him to say this, she had thought he would be gratuitous, or flippant. 'I don't know what to say, I'm shocked,' she said, 'I thought I was just a black cock slut to you, that's what you told me I was, even though I know I am, but I want more than that Key?' She was looking at him as intently as only a woman such as her, can look into her mans eyes, he got the message. Key grabbed her, got her on the bed, and tickled her, she roared with laughter, struggled to get away, she even tickled him back, but soon she was begging for release, he let her be. But he collected her in his powerful arms. 'Jenny,' he said, 'you are not going home today, and probably not tomorrow, but we'll talk about it later, okay?' Jenny looked at him for a long moment, her eyes penetrated his. 'Key, you have to mean this, please don't cheat me about it, I need to know Key, I really do?' she was almost crying. 'I mean every single word Jenny, every letter, every sentence, now tell me, you are staying here, until I say you can leave, yes?' he said. Again that deep querying look, then she looked down, and said. 'Yes Key, I'm staying, but I have to call him, just to let him know I'm okay, and that he has lost me, am I right when I say that Key, am I?' 'It's 100% Jenny, all the way. And by the way, you are also right about the other.' He said, smiling at her. 'The other, what other?' she asked. 'You are, and now always will be, my black cock slut, my whore, you are my woman, and you will grace me for the rest of our lives.' Jenny laughed, how her life had changed in 2 days, an old one over, even though it had been relatively new. A new one ahead of her now, one she didn't know of. Nothing had been built over years, this had happened in 2 days! Key took her into the bathroom, where there was a Jacuzzi, a power shower, and a 2 person bath, they spent 3 hours in there, and it was where Jenny was given her first black tonguing, while hanging over the side of the bath, she screamed the house down. Her love juice ran down her legs, into his mouth, she tore at his hair before finally collapsing to the floor, where she smiled happily at her lover. Key lifted her back into the bath, and that's where she felt a first finger slipped into her puckered little brown hole. She squirmed as Key fingered her, and pushed it all the way in. But she accepted it, it was Key, he wanted it, he would get it. She also knew that sooner, rather than later, she would get that monstrous black log that was his fabulous prick all the way in. It scared the life out of her, but she also knew, there would be no choice, he may ask, but he would take it anyway. Later, Key took her phone out of her bag and checked it. Jenny was upstairs in his bed, he had told her he would make coffee and breakfast, they were both famished. There were 27 missed calls from her husband, he rang the number. 'Jenny, Jenny are you alright darling, I've been so worried, where are you? Tell me, I'll come for you right away.' He almost shouted down the phone. 'It's not Jenny, I am the man she left with last night.' Was all Key said? 'Who the fuck, are you? What have you done with my wife, I want to speak to her, where is she, is she alright?' 'She is absolutely fine, she is here with me, and she's staying here with me, she isn't coming back to you, she's mine now, you are dumb stupid fuck, you've lost her, she's mine, get that? Let me speak to her, I demand to speak to her, if you don't I will call the police and tell them, you have kidnapped her, and even possibly, may have killed her.' 'She will call you in one hour, I'm making us breakfast, then I have to fuck her again, you wanted that didn't you, you wanted to watch her being fucked by a big black man didn't you?' he laughed into the phone. 'You bastard, you bastard!' he bellowed down the line. 'Now now John, she has and is, loving all I can give her, and I have lots to give her, she screams for it, would you like me to make a DVD of me fucking, and loving your wife?' 'Please?' he bleated, 'let her go, I want her back here, where she belongs, here with me?' 'Belongs?' Key asked, 'she belongs to me now, she is mine, she wants me, and only me, can you understand? You are getting a divorce John, didn't you know?' 'I will get you, you fucking black bastard!' he roared down the phone. 'Sorry John, gotta go, Jenny needs me, try to see me making love to her, as she kisses and sucks me off, okay? Oh, and I'll try and get you a DVD of us, and just one other thing John, I'm sure she is already carrying our first baby, Bye' He called his father and informed him of events. His dad sent a messenger to see Jenny's hapless cuckolded husband. He informed him of the situation he was now in, the situation of his own making, he had wanted his wife blacked, and she had been. She had been totally and comprehensively blacked, and she now wanted to be with the man who had seduced her, taken her, and was now his. She belonged to another now, and she would not be coming back, ever. And the parting shot was, if he tried to cause any trouble, he would regret it for months, while he recovered in hospital. Key was the Key to Her Jenny called him 3 days later, and confirmed to him that she would never return to him, she had a new life; she loved her man, as she had never loved anyone. And she was now indeed taking divorce proceedings. That night Jenny succumbed to the final gift she had, the gift of her beautiful rounded firm arse, she cried in pain, it was nothing like she had thought it would be, Key had filled her with his cum, there was so much, she had thought she was going to explode. But there had been a tingle too, and she took it as a sign that she would enjoy it as time went by, she did! She learned to love it. A man knocked on John's door one evening, and told him he had something for him from his soon to be ex wife. He entered and walked to the DVD player, and inserted a disc. The man never spoke, he pressed the play button, and stood at the side of the TV, he never looked either John, or the TV, he had been told what to do. It was of Jenny and her man, he watched as they came into view, Jenny was wearing the black satin dress, her hair was up, she looked fantastic. The man was dressed as John remembered. He pulled Jenny to him and kissed her, John's cock jumped in his trousers. The man took off his jacket and tie, then pulled off his shirt, he could see the look and change come over Jenny, she traced her fingers and hands over the mans powerful chest. Then he saw him kissing her neck, her eyes closed, he saw the black hand of his wife's seducer, pull the zip down on the black satin dress, then he watched stunned as it drifted to the floor, exposing his wife's supple, lithe and super graceful body come into view. The huge black man gripped a tit, squeezed a nipple, he was ravaging her neck and shoulders. Then she was being laid on the bed. He watched in fascination as he took off the rest of his clothes, to leave him standing at the side of the bed, his great black prick standing out from his terrifically strong body. Then the stunning sight of his wife scooting across the bed, and kissing the mushroomed purple head. He watched as she took her hair down, and begin to suck on the mammoth black prick. He heard the man say to her, 'get down Jenny,' and was amazed when she knelt in front of him. The man lay back, took Jenny's head in his hands and watched as she brought him off. The man grunted and groaned as she herded him to heaven. Then he saw him lurch as he ejaculated into her mouth. She had never done that for him, he was holding her on his prick, and then heard him order her to 'not lose a drop Jenny,' she obeyed fully, she took it all. As he recovered, he pulled her up, and told her to get on, she went willingly to him, they kissed, he crushed her nipples, her arousal was plain to see. Jenny squeezed and rubbed his black prick back to life. Then he was lifting himself over her, and he watched in some horror, and total disbelief as the huge great black log entered his wife. He could see her face, her mouth was a perfect O, her eyes were shut tight. The man began to fuck her, then harder and harder, until she was screaming in orgasm after orgasm. Then he heard the words that killed him, she asked if he was wearing a condom, and him reply, that no, he wasn't, and that he couldn't stop now. Then a great ejaculation occurred, he roared like a lion, she squealed in submission and thankfulness, he had never witnessed her cumming like that. His wife seemed catatonic, he knew now that she would never be his again, he had watched his wife being ripped away from him, by a far superior male than he ever could be! Then he realised that he had a huge hard on, a hard on caused by watching his beautiful blonde wife being fucked by a big black man, with a big black cock, a cock and body, he would never match. He wanked his small white cock, to the view ob the screen, totally oblivious to the man stood at the side of his TV. It wasn't until he ejected the DVD, that he saw him again, he had cum on his trousers, the man smiled at him, pocketed the DVD and left.