0 comments/ 102201 views/ 4 favorites When Wishes Come True Ch. 01 By: mark_8675309 My name is Mark, and my wife Teresa and I have been married just over five years now. We've always had a nice, open relationship and have been friends for over 10 years prior to getting married. For the most part, both Teresa and I can be pretty adventurous sexually, however -- at the same time, Teresa has also always tended to be a bit on the conservative side at any idea of having sex with anyone other than myself. The idea of another man pretty much would never even entered her mind at all. In spite of Teresa not really being all that interested in inviting anyone else into our bedroom, I had thought about it and fantasized about it for some time. In fact, lately it seemed to completely dominate my thoughts, and it seemed to be all I could think about! However, I never really thought Teresa would go for it, so I pretty much always kept the idea quiet, not wanting to spoil a good thing. That good thing being, our sex life together. I have always had it pretty well, and in spite of this one little unfulfilled fantasy, I really can't complain too much! Teresa just turned 24 years old. She is a petite, 5 feet, 4 inches, 105 pounds with a 34" bust, 22" waist and 42" hips. Yes, you read it right; she has a 42 inch waist! Her butt is what one would simply have to call quite large! In fact, it is something rarely ever seen on a white girl. But she doesn't have a fat butt - it's just BIG! Her Jennifer Lopez sized bubble butt attracts plenty of attention from men, and also quite a bit of jealousy from other women. However, there is more to my sweet Teresa than just her amazing ass. In addition, she is also very trim and keeps herself in tip-top shape. To help accomplish this, she often eats her lunch at her desk so she can work out during her lunch break. Also, the girl simply loves to run. Another extremely attractive attribute about my hot young wife is that her blondish brown hair goes down to the middle of her back and goes simply perfectly well with her dark green eyes. There is little doubt that Teresa has always been pretty much her own person. She has always been assertive, very independent, and strong willed, and to put it simply - the girl has always known what she wants, and how to obtain it. Teresa is a financial consultant for an investment banking firm downtown and is every bit the successful career woman. She prides herself on being in control of her own destiny and not being a "weak and subservient" woman to any man. Not only does she do the financial consultation work, but she also has a degree in physical therapy, and often gets calls to help people out from time to time who have sustained an injury and need some help getting back on their feet. This is often older people, but occasionally has also been injured athletes from time to time. So now some background on me. I stand around 5'11" tall, and weigh somewhere around 190 pounds (give or take). I have a pretty much average build, though if I were completely honest, I would have to confess to being just a tad bit pudgy. Again, being perfectly honest, I am exactly seven and a half inches, when fully erect - which, when Teresa is around, is pretty much ALL the time! Yes, there's no doubt that Teresa and I have always enjoyed a very nice sex life. Teresa has always been more than enough woman for me! Since we got married, I pretty much gave up the idea of even looking at any other women. I mean, why bother, when you have someone who looks as hot as Teresa - AND totally satisfies you in every way in the sack?!? Again, the only thing that would really make things rock for me would be if I could watch another man totally fuck my amazing wife. I know I'm not the first man to get turned on by this concept. But several realizations had dawned on me lately. First, I am pretty much average in every sense of the word. Average looking, average build, average cock, average lover, average staying power, the list goes on & on. What would it be like to see my spunky little wife, who is anything but average, and has never really been challenged in any way at all, get it on with a guy who is not only above average, but exceptional in many ways?!? I knew I would have to be careful in how I approached this whole idea. Teresa would simply not go for the idea of doing another guy. Though she's not at all shy, as I have mentioned before, she IS very conservative - and the idea of being unfaithful would not resonate well with her at all. But lately, this desire just seemed to grow inside me day by day! True, in the back of my mind I had pretty much always wanted to watch Teresa have sex with another guy. But these days, that thought had grown in my imagination to the point where I was actually having wet dreams in which I could clearly see another man make love to her sweet little body while I watched and played with my little cock. The dreams were always the same. The guy she was with was always an extremely large, muscular, and incredibly well endowed black guy. Finally, the desire got so strong in me, that I simply had to share it with her! I told her about my recent dreams, and at first she was somewhat put off by them. "Don't you think it's kinda weird, dreaming about watching your wife have sex with another guy?" she asked. "I guess so. But at the same time, you are so beautiful, and I think I have this subconscious desire to watch you so totally satisfied that it totally blows your mind." This seemed to flatter her a bit. I could tell that she was starting to take it all as a bit of a compliment - which was good, since that was exactly how I had intended it! We continued to discuss my dreams at length, and Teresa even admitted that the whole discussion was making her hot. She said that though the idea turned her on, an idea is one thing, and actually acting on it would b something entirely different. Now as I have said before, Teresa is very good in bed. She has also always been very open to trying pretty much anything I ever asked her to do in bed. It seemed, however, that the idea of being with anyone other than me went way beyond her tolerance limits! Though things were about to get a bit more interesting. Teresa got a call from a Dr. David Holmes from our town's halfway house/minimum security jail. This wasn't the first time she had gotten a call to perform physical therapy there, but she absolutely HATED going there. It seemed that one of the Silver Streak's (junior college football team) star linebackers had gotten himself into trouble. After getting caught stealing a car and taking it for a joyride, the boy had suffered an extremely bad tendon pull in his calf while he was fleeing justice. This was likely the ONLY reason the rather portly policeman had caught him to begin with! Dr. Holmes was requesting that Teresa come down to the jail and help get Tyrone back on his feet again. This kind of assignment always offered quite a bit of extra spending cash, so Teresa pretty much always accepted in spite of her dread of going into this 'halfway house' which was filled all kinds of different low life characters that were actually pretty scary. Even to a woman with as much confidence as my Teresa has! This assignment she had to give a 2nd and even 3rd thought to though. "The idea of going into that place give me the heebie jeebies!" confided Teresa to me. But, when she found out it would be for nearly $50 / hour, she simply couldn't pass it up, so she accepted the offer. She probably should have found out more details about the job before she accepted, as it turned out to be more than she had bargained for! But she did accept the job, none-the-less, and she began working there the following week. I never really thought anymore about it, but she became very busy with this new assignment, and was working later and later every night. It got to the point where I was already in bed and asleep by the time she would get home, and I wasn't seeing her at all! When she first began, she would come home and complain about this rather large black guy who she said was nothing less than spoiled rotten. She said she had no idea how he got away with everything he was getting away with. He didn't listen to any of the staff, and she knew that she and him were going to be having some head to head conflict - and soon! She said she had to give him her toughest exterior...and she was still fairly terrified deep down inside. However, Teresa can put up a pretty good bluff. And toward the end of the week, she felt she was in control of him. When the end of the 2nd week came around, she told me that she had some fairly amazing tales to share with me about it all, and that I had better be ready for some complete and utter shock! So, that Friday night after we had eaten supper and cleaned up the kitchen together, we sat down to discuss her week with Tyrone. The first thing she said to me was, "Are you sure you're up for this?" "Sure, why not?" I replied. "Well, I can tell you, I'm not sure if I can even tell you this stuff. I am totally afraid!" answered Teresa. This was completely uncharacteristic of my wife, so I started to get a bit concerned! "Hey, you know you can tell me ANYTHING baby. I totally love you and trust you 100%!" I reassured her. "Well, I just hope you continue to feel that way after I tell you what all has happened this week," she answered. We decided to go to Ken's place down the road, have a couple drinks, relax, unwind, and she could tell me her stories. ***** When Wishes Come True Ch. 02 Mark couldn't wait to hear what his wife had to say about what had happened to her during this full week of work. He knew it must be fairly significant based on all the extended hours she had been working. He also had a feeling he was about to hear something fairly HOT due to all the buildup Teresa had given to it. His wife was not one for exaggerating, so Mark was bracing himself for something pretty big. Mark and Teresa both changed, cleaned up a bit, and drove over to their favorite place in town to just sit, unwind, and talk. Ken's was perfect for this, as it was very low-key, and normally almost completely empty. Tonight was no exception. The couple wandered in and found a quiet little corner table where they could whisper quietly over a couple of Coronas to each other and have pretty much complete privacy. "Man, she is really something special," thought Mark to himself as he quietly glanced over at his wife across the table from him. Teresa was busy wiping their table off with a napkin, so she was oblivious to her husband's admiring glances. Though his wife was every bit an Amazon type woman, she was also obviously quite well educated. He really considered himself the luckiest man alive! Not only was his wife totally HOT but she was also very intelligent. It was at that point that Mark had his little accident! He was sitting there, eyeing his hottie wife, daydreaming to himself, and he wasn't paying attention for a moment, so the wet glass he was holding in his hand became slippery, and it completely slipped from his grasp! The glass bounced a bit, the beer sloshed, the cup turned over startled Mark, and he attempted to grab and upright the glass just as it slipped past his hand and shattered on the impact of the table they were sharing! "Damn!" Mark cried out, jumping out of his chair and seizing the wrist of his cut hand with his other hand. Teresa looked down at the white and yellow explosion of glass and foam that was unfolding on the table directly in front of her. "Are you ok honey? Did you cut yourself?" Teresa asked, jumping up from the table to avoid being covered in beer herself, and walking around toward Mark to check on him. Mark was completely embarrassed now! He nodded and looked at his wife, feeling both embarrassed by his clumsiness and happy with the sudden attention his wife was paying him. It was still nice to know that she genuinely cared about him. "Here, let me see it," said Teresa, taking Marks cut hand in both of hers. Teresa dubbed the flow of blood with a clean napkin from the table. "Well, it doesn't look too bad," continued his wife. "It doesn't appear that you will need stitches anyway!" "Whew! That's a relief anyway," answered Mark. "Are you sure it won't?" Teresa smiled at her husband. Even after all these years, he STILL had to question her, even though deep down he had to KNOW she was right. She was ALWAYS right about this sort of thing. "I'm pretty sure tough guy! I would think that a butterfly band aid is all it will take to make your boo boo as good as new," teased the young blond. "Here, let's sneak back to the bathroom clean it all up, and have a look at it," she said, directing her husband back to the unisex bathroom which also had a lock on it so that she could fix her man up in private. "No, over here," said Teresa, giving her husband a course correction. With the shock and minor pulsing pain of the cut, Mark was heading directly into the storage room, rather than the rest room! "Ooops. Thanks," grinned Mark at his wife. Once again he gained an appreciation for all that his wife did for him. Teresa had pretty much always been there for him. She looked out for him and loved him. It was a very nice and secure feeling she gave him. As they entered the rest room and locked the door, Teresa set Mark down on the toilet seat, taking a large band aid from her purse which she always carried around, just in case. With her job as a physical therapist, you just never knew sometimes what you might run into, and on several occasions, she had needed all of the first aide equipment she carried in her over-sized purse. At that moment, Mark was completely oblivious to anything around him. Teresa had moved in close to him, and the only thing in the world that became relevant to him was the soft scent of her hypnotic perfume! Mark suddenly realized that his cock was stiffening in his jeans as he took in his wife's scent, and looked at her carefully as she scrutinized over his cut, searching for any stray shards of glass that might have gotten lodged into his cut hand. "So are you going to tell me about what all happened at work this week?" asked Mark as he watched his wife bandage his cut hand. "Well, I guess you could say it was pretty much a bad experience, but knowing you (mister pervert), you might not think it's so negative at all!" teased Teresa. This was all it took. She totally had Mark's full attention now. It was obviously something having to do with sex! "YES!" thought Mark to himself. "So what has your role been this week with this guy you've been doing physical therapy for?" Mark asked, correctly guessing what it was all about. "It was almost as though I was the Halfway Home's resident nurse, psychologist, and doctor all rolled into one," beamed Teresa. "So did you have trouble with this guy you were assigned to help, or has it gone ok?" asked Mark, again correctly guessing where the conversation was headed. Teresa nodded. "Yeah, that 'guy', or Tyrone has been pretty much my entire responsibility since I started there. And I have to tell you - some things have happened, and I'm not even sure how to tell you about them! For one thing, I definitely hope that a lot of people don't' find out about this, as it could end up being a problem for me. I would guess that I would probably lose my job and even get my license revoked." Teresa could see that Mark was on the edge of his seat taking in her every word. She totally loved having his complete, full, and undivided attention. She could FEEL him hanging on her every word. It was actually giving her quite the rush. I'm sure you don't want to hear all the sordid details though, so I won't bore you with it all. We can just go back out to the table, finish our beers, and head for home," teased Teresa. "Are you crazy? I'm dying to know what the heck happened! You simply HAVE to tell me! Now stop teasing, and get on with the story before I burst!" exclaimed Mark. Teresa found it difficult to suppress a deep laugh from inside. This was turning out to be so much more fun than she had imagined. She only hoped Mark's feelings didn't change after she shared with him the events that had transpired throughout this last week. She looked closely at her husband and continued to be pretending to be deeply debating whether or not to fill him in. "Well, let's go back out, get a couple new beers, this time BE CAREFUL with yours, and I'll tell you about it all." "YES!" answered Mark, truly feeling ecstatic that at last he was going to hear what had been going on. For the next hour or so, Mark and his wife sat back at the corner table in Ken's, with Mark hanging on his wife's every syllable, listening in fascination as she recounted the details of what had happened over the last week since she had started her job working with Tyrone. Teresa began, "I was immediately informed by Dr. Holmes when I started this job that it would be my task to get Tyrone back up on his feet again after his pulled muscle. The tricky part of it all is, Tyrone had become a fairly infamous character there at the halfway house. It seemed that he had an uncontrollable libido -> literally uncontrollable, to the point where he was constantly jacking off all the time. Not just in private, but even when he was around other inmates and staff. The word was, he had been harassing any females (guards, nurses, janitors, etc.) that would come within a 10 mile radius of him!" said Teresa. Mark just sat there, carefully listening to everything his wife had to tell him. He would nod and smile in response, but said nothing. Teresa continued. "It was getting so bad that Tyrone had to be separated from the other inmates and they were considering placing him in solitary until it would be time for him to be released. Dr. Holmes told me all these facts, and also told me that it would be great if I could figure out a way to prevent this solitary from happening. His worry was that if we did that, Tyrone would simply be all the worse off when his sentence was completed. The desire was to keep him as socialized as possible." "Wow, so you really were asked to do quite a bit more than just PT with this guy," offered Mark. "No doubt! As Tyrone's PT specialist, I had been given the responsibility to not only get him back on his feet, but also I had to watch him & keep track of him most of the time when I was working throughout that week. It was pretty much a full time job. Tyrone had been raised a typical inner city black kid. His father had been in jail for years, and Tyrone had never seen him. His mother had gotten sick when he was just a toddler, and had died shortly thereafter. His was a classic sad story. With no living relatives, he had become a ward of the states at a young age. The only bright spot in the kid's life was the fact that he was a natural on the football field. He was exceptionally talented, and could very likely have a future in the NFL someday, if he could find someone to take him under their wing and look out for him. Tyrone had certainly grown into a handsome young man. At "18" years of age, he stood around 6'2" tall, and weighed about 240 pounds. He was no small boy, and this was another reason the others seemed to shun him. "When you just sat down and dealt with Tyrone on a one on one basis, he was actually a really neat kid. Part of my job was to try to figure out and help him resolve why he would always get so excited and anti-social." This struck Mark as odd. "Anti-social?!? It sounds more to me like he was being too social, not antisocial!" "Yeah, at first glance one would probably think that. However, to be perfectly honest, I believe Tyrone was scaring people off with his intense sexual drive! That was his biggest problem. He was completely unable to control it, and it scared people away and got him into trouble!" said Teresa. She continued, "And you know how people can be! Whenever they are intimidated by something or someone is a little bit different, they always make fun or demoralize whoever or whatever is different in order to feel OK about themselves." "So, to make a long story short, due to the fact that Tyrone was never able to get close to anybody, he wound up becoming a total loner," said Teresa very sadly. "Yeah, I can understand that," said Mark, remembering his own teen years. "Kids can get pretty cruel." "The good news, I actually WAS able to make some progress with him - at least for awhile. Tyrone was assigned to spend several hours each day with me in my PT room, which is pretty much my own private office -- that is actually quite spacey. I have a TV in there, a couch, a desk with a computer, a table, etc." "All the comforts of home," laughed Mark. "The first day was definitely interesting, and dare I say, eye opening! No matter what I did, I wasn't able to keep him from trying to masturbate in my presence. To begin with, I spent hours just working on keeping him from taking his penis out of his pants -- then several more hours trying to get him to stop rubbing it from the outside of his pants!" "You're kidding," exclaimed Mark, completely amazed at the idea of some guy just pulling his cock out in front of a total stranger - particularly one as hot as his wife, and playing with himself. "Ummm, no I'm not kidding. Not one bit. In fact, it was a good thing they had warned me about it. You can just imagine my surprise. Here I am sitting at my desk, with him sitting on the couch right next to my desk. We're just talking about everyday things, when all at once, the guy just undoes his pants, and pulls out the biggest and blackest cock you have ever seen in your life and just starts playing with it right in front of me!" exclaimed Teresa, the surprise and exasperation showing on her face. Mark definitely knew this story was going to be interesting now. All this time he had fantasized about his wife getting it on with another guy - it had ALWAYS been a well endowed black guy! Now as part of her job, she was forced to deal with an oversexed guy pulling out his incredible cock and playing with it in front of her! Mark couldn't have imagined a better scenario in his wildest dreams! "Yeah, I could see where that might be a bit distracting to the whole conversation," laughed Mark, feeling his arousal increase as he looked over at his wife who was blushing profusely as she looked back at him and continued the story. Teresa got very serious all at once. "Mark, you know I completely love you, and have always been 100% devoted to you and have always enjoyed our sex life. I have been completely honest with you all of our lives together, and I'm not about to deviate from that now. So I have to be honest with you as I tell you the rest of this story." Mark took a long drink of his Corona, practically draining his glass. "I hate to sound naive or silly, but in being completely honest, I had no idea that penis's got that as big as what Tyrone was playing with! This guy was, and I'm not exaggerating, probably twice as long as you and 2 or 3 times as thick. When he just whipped it out and started playing with it -- I was pretty much in completely shock, and had absolutely no idea what the hell to do!" "Oh my God, really?" asked Mark, unsure of what else to say to his wife, but seriously hoping she would continue telling this story, and not leave out a single detail! "Serious as a heart attack! Of course, I was also informed by the night staff that he would also jack off all night in his bed. The night security person was actually a woman, and I'm pretty sure she was getting off watching him masturbate all night every night." "What makes you say so?" asked Mark. "Well, she was obviously getting worked up about it when she told me about it. She was definitely aroused; you could see it a mile away. I have to admit, as she described him stroking his incredibly long and thick shaft until he would cum all over everything, I got a bit aroused myself!" confessed Teresa. "The fact that he was jerking off in his room all night wasn't really a problem for anyone, since at least he was alone at that time!" Teresa grinned at her husband who was simply sitting at the table, staring at her in disbelief! "Wow, I had no idea THAT is what you have been dealing with!" laughed Mark. Teresa grinned at her husband. "Oh it gets better! Just wait. According to the night security guard, 'His sheets would be so full of sperm in the morning it looked like a gang bang had taken place in his bed the night before'!" continued Teresa, intentionally providing even more details to her husband since she could tell that his interest was piqued and he was getting aroused. She was also aroused, just from telling the story, so she hoped that it would all be ok with Mark, due to his little fantasy thing he had been so stuck on lately. That was one thing she could not understand about her husband. The idea of another guy getting with her had always seemed to excite him. She never understood it, but with all that had happened this last week, she decided it would definitely work to her advantage. At least she might not have to deal with Mark being mad at her along with everything else that had happened! Mark found himself squirming in his chair as he listened to her story become sexier and sexier. He could feel his erection throbbing under his button fly jeans and suddenly felt grateful that his hardon was hidden under the table! He had the craziest desire to sneak his hand under the table and stroke himself as he imagined this guy doing exactly that in front of his hot young wife! "The rumor floating around pretty much the entire staff there that he was -- well, how do I put this? Rather well-endowed for such a young boy. Well, they didn't stay rumors very long, as the kid had no problem with whipping it out in front of pretty much anyone and playing with it!" Teresa thought she might have heard a slight moan escape from her husband. "You OK?" she asked him. Mark cleared his throat - louder than he meant to. "I'm fine, keep going with your story!" "Well, as I've already told you, to put it bluntly, the rumors were completely correct! In fact, I would say that they weren't exaggerated even slightly! Tyrone has the largest erection I've ever seen in my life! And in the job I've been in, I've seen more than a few. It was 12 and half inches long from the tip to the base, believe it or not!" This little tid-bit took Mark by surprise a bit. "I wonder -- did she measure it at some point, or what?" thought Mark to himself, but fearing to interrupt his wife as she told this incredible story. "Actually, I believe that, unfortunately for him, his incredible endowment was part of the problem. His sexual drive seemed to somehow have increased to match the incredible size of his erection, and it was simply too much for an adolescent boy to deal with! It was literally driving him crazy." "I'm not sure how smart it was assigning ME to this boy to begin with. Being a young, attractive, blonde woman, with a body like I have (and I'm not trying to be cocky or anything, but compared to the other folks that work there, I'm sure I stood out a bit to Tyrone)." "I just bet you did," grinned Mark at his wife. "It just seemed pretty dangerous to me at first. It was as if we were baiting him or something, and I was the live bait!" "And some FINE looking bait at that, I might add," offered Mark. "It almost seemed like we were storing gasoline fairly close to a pretty large fire. However, when I asked Dr Holmes about it, his answer was that they believed that having an actual, real life attractive young woman dealing with Tyrone might actually have a calming effect on him. They hoped that he might behave better for a young woman. That was what they hoped anyway!" "I could see where that might work," said Mark. "Often guys will behave MUCH better for women than men - but then, sometimes that whole idea could backfire too..." "Yeah, well, don't jump too far ahead of me here! The good thing was, at least at first, the idea seemed to work very well. After some time, Tyrone started talking to me and relating to me as a person and not just a chick with a big bubble butt, breasts, and nice legs." Mark winked at his wife as she continued. "He talked about how he liked being out in the woods and that he liked to play checkers and other board and card games. I saw this as an opportunity to get to know him better, so I brought in our chess & checker boards and half a dozen other games to play with him to pass the time and get him to talk and open up to me a bit." "Good thinking," offered Mark. "Yeah, this was definitely the best idea I had with this whole situation. It really worked the best - maybe too well. I think I got lulled into a false sense of security. Mostly I did because he opened up so much to me at this time, and seemed to be doing so well. He started to open up & tell me about his problems and began confiding things to me - even about his problems with his sexuality. This was a pretty good conversation we had over a friendly game of checkers-" "You know I know I'm not the only one who jacks off a lot around here," offered Tyrone. "What do you mean? Teresa asked. "Well, first of all, I'm sorry for talking about jacking off and everything in front of you. It's just, being penned up in here makes things pretty difficult for a young man," continued Tyrone. When Wishes Come True Ch. 02 "I understand Tyrone. However, there are things that you have to get under control. Especially before they will let you out of here. If you did some of that stuff out on the street, it would just land you right back in here!" "True, but then, if I were out on the street, I'd be having sex and finding some release!" Teresa thought to herself that with the equipment he had, she had no doubt that the ladies were probably lining up out there for Tyrone! "What did you mean about when you said you weren't the only one though?" "Well, I know for a fact that there are other groups of inmates who jack off too. It's not just me that does it." "How do you know that?" "Because I've walked in on them while they are doing it before. Sometimes I've even caught GROUPS of guys doing it all at the same time. But they never ask me if I want to do it with them," said Tyrone rather sadly. "I have a feeling I know why," offered Teresa. "WHY? Because they hate me?" "No, because they are jealous of you. Tyrone, I can honestly say, I've never seen a penis as large as yours in my entire life! I bet those guys just feel inferior seeing yours, and don't want to feel like that have tiny little dicks - as they do compared with yours." This seemed to make Tyrone just beam with happiness. "Do you really think that's it maam?" he asked. "I do indeed Tyrone. I am almost certain of it!" answered Teresa. "So you really think I have a big dick then?" asked Tyrone. "I should have seen this coming at this point," said Teresa to Mark. "I should have recognized where it was all going, but I was so excited about the fact that he was opening up to me a bit, I missed some warning signs!" "Yes Tyrone, you have the biggest one I've ever seen. I didn't even know they came that big!" "Is it bigger than your husband's?" he asked. Please don't get your feeling hurt Mark, but I had to answer him honestly. "Tyrone, your big cock is at least twice as big as my husband's cock. There's simply no comparison!" "So does that mean you LIKE it?" he asked. "I was so not expecting that question. It completely caught me off guard. I didn't know HOW to respond to it. In my mind I thought, 'hell yes I like it', but I had to be careful with this answer. I didn't want to give him the wrong impression. But at the same time, I did want to be honest, open, and kind to him." "Well Tyrone, I will definitely say it is a very impressive penis," I told him. "Impressive? So does that mean you like it or not? "Asked Tyrone, his voice registering some excitement. "What's not to like Tryone? I think someday you will make a very pretty young woman VERY happy with it," I told him in all honesty. Why I didn't see this coming is beyond me. I'm sure all this talk about dicks, women & how they like them, etc. etc. had an effect on the guy. I should have realized that, but I missed it. As we sat talking over our checkerboard, something rather odd started to occur. I began hearing this somewhat rapid knocking sound. Before I could figure out what was up, I realized that our game board was shaking around and vibrating up and down a bit. Confused, I looked over, and discovered that Tyrone had pulled his big erect penis out of his pants, and was jacking off under the table as fast and hard as he possibly could as he watched and talked to me! "It had been awhile since I had to deal with this situation. I had thought we had gotten past it, and it was under control now, so it totally took me off guard! I was startled and scolded him, telling him to put his penis away and stop playing with it in front of me! That playing with your cock in front of a lady is not right!" "I believe he was already pretty much past the point of no return though! It seemed that just me mentioning him playing with himself seemed to excite him so much that the head of his penis started knocking hard against the underside of the table." "He got so worked up that the table fell over, sending the checkers scattering, and nothing between me and this kid with his shorts pulled down around his ankles, furiously stroking this obscenely huge black cock!" Mark was pretty sure that his wife would not notice if he gently stroked his left hand across his throbbing cock through his pants under the table. He thought he might just cum in his pants before this story was over. He was wrong. Teresa did notice him trying to covertly touch himself. She really couldn't blame him. Just TELLING the story again had her pussy soaking wet. IF Mark couldn't see her nipples poking through the front of her shirt at this point, he would have to be blind! Teresa continued. "Sitting there in that situation, it was like I was in a dream. I had no idea what to do to get the situation back under control, as I sat there staring down at the hugest cock I have ever seen in my life! I would never tell anyone but you, but it caught me off guard, and I got REALLY excited all at once. I had this overwhelming desire to join him! I just wanted to reach down and just rub my pussy and masturbate right along with him. I was so excited, I wanted release SO badly. I was just sitting there, staring at him playing with his big cock, and I could hear little mewling noises escaping my mouth as I sat there as if in a trance!" "Some time went by just like this. The only sound in the room was the sound of his hand slapping on his large and powerful meat, and him letting out an occasional grunt and he pleasured himself. I sat there motionless, powerless to stop what was inevitably about to occur." Mark began rubbing his cock more firmly with his left hand under the table. He could feel his orgasm was very close. Teresa smiled at her husband, then winked and said, "Feel good?" "Mmmmmm. Just keep talking," replied Mark, not even bothering to try to hide what he was doing now. In fact, now that he had been caught, he took his right hand under the table and let it join in the party his left was already having. Teresa continued her story. "Suddenly, he began to ejaculate in the most incredibly powerful squirts that sprayed out in all directions! Never in my life have I seen that much CUM! Had I not been there for the whole lead up to it, I would have thought it was somehow FAKE! It was like someone was pouring - or rather somehow SHOOTING milk all over the kid! It totally covered his chest and stomach, and a few wads flew completely over his head and landed somewhere behind him!" Teresa continued, "Honey, I thought I had seen everything, and I'm not normally overly mesmerized by things, but honey that kid's cock was different! Impulsively I responded as I would have with a child who was abusing a toy or weapon! I tried to take it away from him, or rather in this case, just get him to put it away! At least that is what I had intended to do! I also thought in the back of my mind that a "real" woman touching his precious toy after all that self-stimulation and fantasy might break the spell and scare him into behaving!" "I think my plan kinda backfired though. I grabbed his erection, and at that very moment, his orgasm, which had nearly subsided before suddenly, intensified! This shocked the daylights out of me, as he had already ejaculated buckets of sperm, and I was certain that he had to be nearly done. I have never seen so much cum in all my life!" "As I gripped his erection, I suddenly felt it throb back to life and felt 5 or 6 more very large jets of semen pump through his penis! It went all up my arm & on my chest & all down my hand!" At that, Mark let loose one of his biggest orgasms directly in his pants under the table. He was unable to hide it, and he let out a VERY loud moan. Teresa just smiled at her husband! He wasn't mad, so far - so good! Teresa Continued. "At that moment, he cried out, not in fear or regret, but instead in triumph! He knew that at that very moment, even before I had realized it, that my action, far from breaking the sexual spell he was under, had allowed that spell to instead completely encompass ME!" "From that moment, with his huge erection in my hand and his teenage semen crawling down over it and all over me, I lost whatever power and authority I had held over him. At that moment, I started losing control, and became subject to his manipulations." Mark continued to listen intently. In spite of his powerful orgasm, he could feel that his dick was still throbbing under his jeans. "Manipulations?" he breathed, eyes wide open and alert. "Yes. I let go of his cock immediately, and wiped the cum off my hand, and began cleaning it off my front, realizing that I had made a mistake and gone too far, but he became totally wild and started throwing things and knocking things over!" "At this point, I have to admit, I totally panicked! Not really so much even out of concern for his well-being than out of fear that my little transgression would be discovered by other staff! I was ashamed and terrified, and felt totally at a loss as to what to do!" "Jack me off, jack me off! Jerk on my big black meat till I cum again!" he cried jumping up and down. Jack me off! Make me cum again!" Tyrone was shouting these kinds of things over and over, at the top of his lungs. It was completely freaking me out; I had no idea what to do! "I knew if I let him continue to rant and rave like that people would certainly hear him, and figure out what was going on in here." "Tyrone, please stop now," I almost begged him. He just got louder. "The sexy lady jacked off my big black cock!" "Tyrone, please be quiet. People will hear you and I'll get into trouble," I pleaded with him. At that, I could see the wheels turning in his mind! He got very serious and very quiet, "If I keep quiet, will you jack me off again?" I was in such a state of panic; I didn't know what else to do! What had happened earlier had been a complete accident, but I was panicked and not sure what to do. So, against my better judgment, I made him a deal. I agreed that if he completely behaved for the rest of the time I was to spend with him, AND if he told nobody else about it - EVER, that I would jack him off once more. As if by magic, this seemed to work for him. He immediately stopped jumping up and down, shouting, and tearing the room apart. He became instantly calm, and seemed genuinely content. "OK, it's a deal," he said with a gleam in his eyes. "I was so relieved that he had calmed down and that the situation was again under control, I could have just cried." "OK, Tyrone, pull up your shorts, & get it put away." "Tyrone just stood there, playing dumb." "Put WHAT away?" he asked, winking at me. "I got his hint. I decided to play along." "Please put your big black cock away for me," I asked him. He immediately complied, thought I saw it twitch, and begin to grow again when I said that to him. As he put his cock away and completely calmed down, the fact that things were under control again was such a relief to me. However, being a married woman and in the position I was in, I felt that my submission to this young man was a reflection on me. It made me blush with shame - even though at the same time - I felt an unexpected excitement," said Teresa. When Wishes Come True Ch. 03 To My Readers: I have had several requests to continue this story, so I have finally decided to take it to the next level. Hope you like it! ___________________________________________ "I can't even begin to explain the guilt and shame I felt wash over me as I awoke the next morning! And, to make matters worse, you were traveling out of the country on business, so I couldn't even talk to you about all that had happened! I just lay there in bed that next morning, wishing it had all been a bad dream or that it would all just go away somehow." "I don't see why you felt so bad," offered Mark. "After all, it was all just an accident. To me you really didn't do anything bad at all. You just kinda panicked when all the crazy stuff happened." "Well, in my profession, you really can't afford to panic! You have to keep yourself under control at all times, or they will definitely sense your weakness and do everything they can to exploit it!" "Anyway, the next day I made up my mind that I was going to get things back under control. I promised myself that no matter what happened the next week, I would never touch his big cock again, and that I would find a way to regain control by being extremely firm, but as kind as I could be." "When I went into work the next day, I found that complete transformation had taken place in Tyrone! He definitely kept his word in the promise he had made me. He was able to participate in activities with everyone else, he was gentle and considerate to others, he never showed any amount of aggression, and most importantly, he was keeping his cock in his pants." "I knew that the true test would be the following day, however. This was the day that we had our one-on-one counseling session scheduled in my office. I had a feeling that he would be expecting me to hold up my end of the bargain at this point." "I realized that this would be the crucial moment. I would have to show him that I was still in control, that what had happened the other day was a simple accident, and that it would never happen again." "I have to admit that as I waited for him to come into my office that day I was more than a bit nervous. I had felt like I was on pins and needles the whole day. As I waited, I gave myself a bit of a pep talk, asserting that I would be firm, yet kind, and keep matters under control." "When he arrived he was courteous and polite which put me at ease a bit. We went about the session as though it was any other, like nothing unusual had ever occurred at all. We had a snack of potato chips, which we ate together with unusual calmness. Finally, when it was time for our usual heart to heart discussion, I came up to sit next to him. He was sitting on my couch, wearing just a pair of shorts and a T shirt." "For a second, my resolve totally fell apart. He looked like any other young man sitting there, looking shy and awkward. I knew this was the point where I had to assert my authority though. Sitting down, I began to talk to him," "Tyrone, about the other day...." "Suddenly, everything seemed to happen so quickly! As I began speaking, I caught him staring at the cleavage down the front of my blouse. I could feel his eyes boring into me. I knew this would be the time to set him straight, and keep things from getting out of control again. I was about to do exactly that when I made the fatal mistake of glancing down at the front of his shorts! As I glanced down, I could see his huge cock began to uncoil inside of his tight shorts, and before I knew it, it jutted suddenly above the waistband of his shorts, like a rattlesnake or something!" "What he expected to happen next became quite clear to me, and it made me shudder a bit! I felt embarrassed and ashamed at what I had gotten myself into, yet there was no denying that I was also totally hypnotized at the sight of that amazing cock that was suddenly visible again right in front of me!" Mark's face was turning completely red! He had to glance down at his own crotch to make sure HIS equipment was still in place, where it belonged, and had not somehow emerged as Tyrone's had in the story. Thinking about it, however, Mark was pretty sure his own 7 inch cock had never really done much sneaking out all of it's own accord before! "Feeling a bit flushed, I tried to continue to explain as I was sitting next to him, trying desperately not to look at his now exposed hard on. What happened the other day was just an accident. It never should have happened at all and..." "Without saying a word, he simply stood up, and at the same time pushed both his shorts and underwear down to his knees in one quick and fluid motion. Next, he stood directly in front of me with his immense erection staring me directly in the face." "I felt my resolve further fading as his cock bobbed directly in front of me. It truly seemed to have a hypnotic effect on me, as my eyes were drawn to it as if it were a magnet!" "As I sat there staring at it, I made one last feeble attempt at reasoning with him." "It is simply inappropriate for me to touch you...." "Teresa, you need to stop talking and keep your promise," was all he said to me. By using my first name, it sort of threw me a bit. I found myself even more dazed and confused and felt myself slipping once again completely under his control. My next line of reasoning came to me in a panic. Maybe if I just got it over with as quickly as possible..." "So, I reached my hand up to it, determined to finish the act as quickly as I could. However, no sooner had I put my hand on his large erection that time suddenly just seemed to creep to a stand still! All of the sudden, I got the sense as I stroked his amazing cock that I had all the time in the world, and there was no rush at all!" "As my hand once again made contact with him, it occurred to me again how incredibly HARD it felt in my hand! Mark, I'm serious, it felt like you could drive nails with that thing! I found myself staring at the incredible cock that was in my hand. It was so amazing! It was so huge and incredibly rock HARD!" "As I stared at it, that hypnotizing effect seemed to grow stronger and stronger. I found myself being drawn to it more and more – the smell of his sex was overwhelmingly masculine. It seemed to simply capture me and hold me captive!" "As I began to tentatively stroke him, he began inching closer and closer to me. The complete object of my attention was drawing ever closer to my face, and I felt powerless to move away!" "As my fascination grew, I had wrapped both hands around the immense shaft, just feeling it, amazed at the hardness of it, and even with both hands wrapped around it, a good three inches of cock protruded from my hands!" "As I stared at it, he moved forward another couple of inches, and the head of his cock brushed just under my nose! I found myself overwhelmed by his masculine scent and he began rubbing it just under my nose, then on my lips, leaving trails of pre-cum on my face where ever it made contact!" "Before I could stop myself, I suddenly found myself licking the incredible head of his jumbo black cock as I stroked him. As I did this, I could clearly taste the strong, salty precum -> which caused an immediate reaction from him, causing him to tilt his head back and moan loudly." "Hearing this moan seemed to somehow spur me on. I felt exhilarated by the idea that I was somehow pleasing him! With that, I opened my mouth, and allowed the HUGE head to slide into my mouth!" "As I stared cross-eyed up the length of his shaft as the majority of it protruded from my mouth, that voice of reason tried to sound in the back of my mind! It was screaming for me to STOP, as that guilt began rising up again inside me. What the hell was I doing?!? Here I had made up my mind to keep in control, and here I was with his giant cock head stuffed in my stretched mouth!" "With that, I began to try to pull away. Tyrone must have sensed my feelings, as he suddenly got very aggressive! Most of this time he had been somewhat passive, and was mostly just watching to see what would happen. However, sensing my sudden hesitation, he grabbed the back of my head rather roughly and began pumping his huge meat further into my mouth and down my throat, not allowing me to pull back!" "As you can imagine, I immediately began to gag, as I nearly choked! I fought him, and was able to free his cock from my mouth as I sputtered, coughed, and almost gagged!" "Please, Tyrone, we have to sto----" "But I never got the rest out. He again roughly grabbed the back of my head, and shoved his huge cock back in as I opened it to try to speak to him. This time I tried to relax. I didn't want to gag, or even throw up, so I relaxed my throat and attempted to submit to his actions." "This was all the encouragement he needed! Tyrone seemed to figure out that if he was aggressive, I was powerless to stop him! This seemed to excite him even more as he roughly pumped his enormous meat into my mouth and down my throat." "Suddenly, he stopped. He pulled back, and his cock slipped from my mouth with a bit of a popping sound. He backed up a bit, then turned and sat down on my couch. He spread his legs a bit, sliding toward the front of the couch with his massive erection completely exposed, and said," "Get on your knees and suck me!" "That was it. The transformation was complete at that point. He was in control, and I was taking instructions from him! Feeling powerless to stop myself, I found myself kneeling between his legs. I grabbed his huge prick in my hands, and looked up directly into his eyes. As I held his gaze, I started sucking on it as if I was his fuck slave!" "This total submission had a major effect on me! As this complete role reversal took place, he was now the one completely in charge, and I was doing exactly what he told me! For some reason this excited me as I have never been excited in my entire life. I felt the blood rush to my hardened nipples, and I was pretty sure that my pussy was now soaking through my underwear!" "Somehow this young man, this immature, teenage monster had taken charge of me, and it was making me so hot I felt almost as if I could cum without being touched! As I jacked and licked his amazing cock, it felt completely intoxicating as I again found myself staring cross-eyed up the length of what was protruding from my wide open, stretched mouth!" "As he watched me doing this, he must have sensed that my enthusiasm had grown, and that I was not only enjoying what I was doing, but was also becoming excited by it. He had somehow sensed that he now had someone who was as interested in his giant cock as he had been himself! He now had an adult – his counselor – one who had been trying so hard to control him, and assert authority over him – he now had that person under HIS control. He got to be in charge...sensing all this, his confidence grew exponentially." "He had tested the waters by giving me the order to kneel and suck him. I had obeyed! This encouraged him, and he began giving me more orders. Orders that I immediately obeyed without the slightest hesitation!" "Take your shirt off......NOW!" he commanded. "It was like I was in a trance as I found my hands automatically move to the buttons of my blouse! I stopped sucking his cock for a moment as I backed up, and slowly unbuttoned all of the buttons of my blouse from top to bottom." "When I had the last one undone, he sat up, grabbing the blouse on both sides, and ripped it off of me, throwing it somewhere behind me!" "Nice tits! I always thought you had nice tits." He said as my stuffed black lacey bra came into his view. "Now get that bra off, I wanna see those huge tits of yours!" "The feeling I had as he commanded me to do things is really hard to explain. I've really never had anyone do that before, and it was making me crazy with excitement as I reached around, finding the clasp of my bra, and releasing it. As it slipped from my shoulders, exposing my breasts to this young man, it almost felt like I could feel steam coming off of my breasts, they were so hot at this moment!" "Those are the best tits!! He said as he began pawing them. He grabbed them both in his big, black hands and began squeezing and lifting them very roughly. Nobody had EVER been that rough with me, and I was almost certain that I would cum and he squeezed my nipples!" "This young mans confidence was growing by the second. And I really can't explain what was happening to me. I was finding him commanding me around completely erotic – to the point where I wasn't even considering refusing him." "Now get your pants off! Take them off NOW, hurry up!" "I hurried to comply with his demands. Undoing my belt, unbuttoning my slacks, sliding them down, and standing before him in just my lacey black panties." "With that, he reached up, grabbing my panties on each side, and ripped them down my legs! I had to step out of them quickly, or he would have pulled me over as he grabbed them, and threw them out of sight behind me - stripping the last of my clothes off! I suddenly found myself standing before him completely naked!" "Next, before I could react at all, he seized my wrists and pulled me up onto the couch to straddle him. I felt my pussy rub against the flat side of his dick all along his stomach as he pulled me forward. As he did this, his moans pretty much turned to shouts! Without warning, he lifted his head to mine and began kissing me hard, invading my mouth with his tongue!" "At this point, I completely lost all control! I was so turned on that I kissed him back more passionately than I had ever kissed any grown man before in my life!" "I felt a twinge of guilt at this point, when I thought about you. At the same time, I knew that you had been wanting me to do something similar to this for so long – begging me, and suddenly I had a fairly strong desire to make your fantasy come true!" "I lifted up on my knees and let him guide the hard knob of his huge cock up to my pussy, knowing full well that I was likely in for the ride of my life! The thought of all his unlimited sexual energy suddenly popped into my imagination, which only made me moan as my mind considered what might lay ahead!" "Tyrone suddenly pushed me back into an upright position, and my weight began to settle my body down onto his erect cock. In fact, it started to happen a bit too fast, as it was getting to be quite painful! I was not used to something that large." "I kept trying to raise myself back up even as Tyrone was doing everything he could to pull me farther down! He somehow managed to get his huge rod as far as 3/4s of the way deep inside me before I was able to get him to stop! It suddenly felt like I had a telephone pole shoved up my pussy!" "This was when Tyrone lost control! He began ramming me like there was no tomorrow, and he also began calling me names like bitch, slut, whore!! Being called slutty names while at the same time being completely hammered by the biggest dick I'd ever had was turning up the heat on my pleasure! Suddenly, without warning, he grabbed one of my tits, and started squeezing and mauling it!" "He was rougher with them than anyone had ever been before. I thought I would hate something like that, but I found it was such a turn on, that it began rushing me toward my climax really quickly!" "Before I even really knew what was happening, I came very hard on his huge cock! I just sat bolt upright, eyes wide open, and let out a lot louder scream than I had meant to let out! I think I was lucky that nobody heard it and came to investigate what was going on!" "This didn't phase Tyrone at all! He just kept pumping his mammoth cock in and out of me, and placed his hand over my mouth to keep anyone from hearing!" "That day we fucked and sucked and rocked and moaned for hours. He would cum just about every 10 minutes, but still stayed hard every time! He would even eat my pussy out after cumming inside me, which was a major turn on to me, as YOU never do that! Tyrone didn't think twice about it! He would shake his head between my legs, sucking down his own jism, then come up and kiss me deeply, sharing the strong taste mingled with his hot saliva and my own hot pussy juices! I got the feeling he liked the taste of his own cum, after we repeated this a few times!" And that was the end of the story. Mark just sat there, staring at his wife in disbelief. Teresa suddenly felt VERY self-conscious. "Well, your wish came true. What do you think of it now?" she asked. Mark placed his hand over his wife's and said, "Let's go home, and I'll SHOW you what I think of it." To Be Continued?