3 comments/ 33619 views/ 4 favorites Her Fantasy Past Caught Up With Her By: qualitywheat This is a love story of none consensual love, also consensual love, it is also part descriptive interracial homosexual, it is interracial love. Reader, please take note. We were finally on our way; the wedding had been a great success. We had over nighted at the hotel that had hosted the reception. It was 10:00am Sunday morning, and dozens of friends and family were there to see us off. Mr and Mrs Andrew James were going on honeymoon. Me? I'm Lisa, was Lisa Bellamy, but now I was Mrs Lisa James. It felt wonderful. I had had a year of indecision as to who to marry. Although no one else knew of my internal problems. Or more to the point who to spend my life with. My problem was I was, or am in love with two different boys. Andy who I had just married, or Jed Burrows who lives across town. They were as different as chalk and cheese, I had been to college where I met my now husband, and I had met Jed at the garage where he was a mechanic, and who was to mend my car. It had broken down right outside, and he came to my rescue. He turned out to be a rough, bad boy, but he wasn't bad in an illegal way, he was 'dangerous!' Andy on the other hand was studious, quiet and somewhat effeminate. 'He was a safe haven.' My romance with Andy was a long drawn out affair, he was shy, and I liked him, I liked him a lot. We grew closer and closer, the trouble was I was growing closer to Jed as well. It felt like I was two different people. Andy would always ask me to do this, or go there. Jed would tell me, no argument! I had sex with Jed before sex with Andy, simply because Jed insisted. Andy would wait until I gave him the word. The first time with Jed was on a river bank, we had gone for a drive, and he just seduced me. He had me climbing the walls, he knew exactly how to turn me on, and turn me on he did! He taught me about sex really, he was 5 years older than me, so knew more too. I passed that on to Andy, although he didn't know it. I taught him all I knew, which wasn't a lot really, but? The big difference in sex between them was that Jed loved oral; he would drive me insane with his mouth and tongue. I absolutely loved it. Where by Andy wasn't that keen on it. Jed's tonguing was his favourite; he would spend ages on me before letting me cum. I was in a 3 way relationship. Jed knew about Andy, but Andy didn't know about Jed. They both had more or les the same size in cocks, so when one was in me, in never felt really too different. But when it came down to deciding who to marry, Andy won hands down. Jed wasn't happy, but accepted it, but he did tell me, he would be 'seeing' me after wards. So here we were on our way, and there was Jed, stood at the side of the road, waving goodbye. And he was smiling a real nice smile, I waved back. Andy asked me who I was waving at, but I said, I don't know, they waved, so I did. Andy is about 5ft 8" not very tall really. But built accordingly, he is quite good looking, and a real nice all round guy. He has a good future in the banking profession. He didn't deserve me really, but I was determined to make him a good wife. He wasn't fabulous lover, but he did okay. In fact sometimes, I had wondered once or twice about his sexuality. And even thought he should have maybe batted for the other side? We were honeymooning in the mountains; it was all arranged, a super secluded stone built house, with all amenities, pool, BBQ, tennis courts, all sorts of sporty things to do. The kitchen was fully stocked with all our favourite foods, and we had wide screen TV, with all the channels that were going. Me? I am Lisa, I am 22 years old, and more than good looking, I have had my share of boyfriends, and had my admirers, and some I didn't want either. I have blonde hair that is now past my shoulders, I wanted it long, so had grown it over the last year. I'm 5ft 4" and weigh about 110 lbs. My face is what attracts men to me, it's a lovely one, and my lips are my prize. They are just like Catherine Zeta Jones's lips, so seductively sexy. Have high eye brows, and big blue eyes. I have a really good body, nicely shaped, tits that fit my size, and terrifically upturned nipples. I can still feel Jed's stubble around them. All in all, I considered myself to be as fortunate as I could be, I had been born beautiful, and I was thankful for it. And I love sex, something Andy is going to have to get used to, no doubt about that! The house was about an 800 mile drive, so we stopped 3 or 4 times for breaks etc. On what we considered to be our last stop, as the sat nav said we only had about 30 miles to go, we filled up at a garage, and went into the diner for a snack and a drink. We were sat at the counter near the far end, there were only us there, then the door opened and in walked two men, black men. They took places just up from us and ordered coffees, the bigger one turned to us and said, 'Hi there, you folks okay?' 'Yes thanks,' we replied in unison. 'Are you folks passin through these parts?' He drawled. 'We are starting our honeymoon,' Andy said proudly. 'Well gee now, congratulations, bartender, get these 2 fine folks a drink on us.' He said. 'Thank you,' Andy replied. 'Where ya'll stayin now?' he asked. 'Up at the Monroe house, about 30 miles from here I think, for 2 weeks.' Andy said. 'Great place might see ya around maybe?' he told as they got up to leave. 'Do you know it?' Andy asked them. 'Sure do, we was brought up roun there, me an my bro here.' He said, pointing at his companion. 'Oh okay then.' Andy returned, 'see you, bye and thank you.' He gave me a real once over, I could feel his eyes undressing me. I shivered. I could see it in his face what he was thinking. I got excited, it was the first time a black man had ever been so lewd to me. I glanced at Andy, but he didn't seem to notice it. They left, and 30 minutes later, we were on our way too. We arrived just before dark. The sun was setting, it was beautiful. Andy found the keys just where we had been told they would be. He opened the door, swept me off my feet, and carried me boldly over the threshold. I reached out and turned on the light. The shock was total. There on the couch were the two men who we had been talking to in the diner! 'Well now folks, you gone an got here, that's good, real good,' he muttered. Standing, he walked to us, Andy just stood still in shock. And taking me from Andy said, 'I'll take care of her now white boy; you just go sit over there.' He told Andy nodding at a chair. That's when Andy found his voice, and I found mine. 'What the hell do you think you are doing?' I shouted, struggling to get free. 'Leave her alone, put her down right now,' he bellowed. He charged towards the man holding me, the other man stepped forward and punched Andy on the side of his head. He went down in a heap. 'Take care of him Tommy,' the big one holding me said, 'tie him to that chair, but strip him first okay?' I struggled as hard as I could, but he was just too strong, I couldn't do anything. The last sight I had of Andy was him being stripped off. My captor carried me to the large bed, and climbed on it with me still in his arms. It was then I realised what was going to happen, and began to struggle even harder. He just smiled at me, as he began to undo my clothing; I was fighting on two fronts, one to get free, and the other to stop my body being made naked. I lost both; I could neither free myself, nor stop him from undressing me. He looked at me and said. 'My my, you sure are a purty little thing ain't ya girl? We sure gonna have a good time sweet thing.' He said, smiling. As I was still struggling, he was busy holding me, and getting his own clothes off at the same time. I was treated; if that was the right word, to see his body slowly appear in front of me. I had never seen a black man up close, and it was an odd sight to see his black skin. In different circumstances, I'm sure I would have been turned on. He was good looking, and weighed about twice what I did! But I was going to be raped! I was crying, in tears, begging him to release me. But he was having none of it; He took no notice what so ever. His accomplice had tied Andy to the chair and dragged it into the doorway facing the bed I was on. He was naked too. They were going to make him watch my defilement. 'What's your name baby?' The man said. I don't know why I told him, but I said through my tears. 'Its Lisa, please let me go?' 'Aw baby, you won't be sayin that soon, relax honey, okay? My name is Jethro, pleased ta meet ya Lisa.' The man threw water over Andy's face and brought him round. But he left him to join his partner on the bed with me. The bigger of them, the one who had me, told his brother to watch first. And what he did next astonished me between my tears. He stuck his tongue out at me. It was like a sole of a large shoe, I had never seen a tongue so thick, so big and long, why he did that I wasn't sure. It was almost like a flipper off a seal! 'Know where this is gonna go baby girl?' He asked me, as he flapped it about, and made it point at me in a long tip; it sort of folded in the middle. I still didn't understand what he was on about. 'Get up here,' he told his partner. He swapped places. I was now in the other mans grip, he started to kiss me, there was no way to avoid it. Then I felt my legs were being lifted, I saw my feet appear above me. And then I found out what he had been on about. Suddenly something alive was in my pussy; I could feel it squishing in me, finding me, swirling around. He had pushed his huge tongue into me! And immediately my pussy responded, it grabbed at it, as it slithered about in me. I could feel it touching all parts of my insides, and my body and pussy was attaching itself to it, or trying to. His nose was right on my little button, his lips sucked at my pussy lips. I tried to fight the sensation, but it was impossible to ignore it. I was going over the edge. I couldn't help it. I completely and absolutely love being tongue lashed, and the fact that I was being forced to accept it, by this large black man made no difference to my nether regions. I vaguely remember flopping on the bed, all resistance gone to these monstrous attacks on my pussy, and my clit, it was total devastation. The man above me holding me and kissing me, now had nothing to hold me down for, I was falling into oblivion. I really believe there wouldn't, couldn't be a woman in the world that could have withstood a tonguing like the one I was getting, it was impossible to refuse, or resist. The man above me had his tongue in my mouth now, and I was sucking on it, in tune with my pussy sucking on the tongue inside it! I felt him move, and he got off me, I saw the bigger ones arm pushing him away. I was folded in half more or less. I looked up and saw his head between my thighs; he was going at me like a piston engine. I was going beyond resistance now. I couldn't see Andy, but he had to be watching his bride, submitting, and beginning to whimper as her seduction was forced upon her. Looking up at his head bobbing away at me, his hands came up, and 2 thumbs, and 2 forefingers took both my nipples between them at the same time, squeezed and rolled, and I exploded. My body stiffened, my legs shot straight out, my thighs crushed the man's head, and I came. I couldn't stop it, it was impossible. I was crashed on the bed; the man brought me down gently, continuing to lap at me, he was drinking my nectar I suppose? But it left me feeling languid and very satisfied. He still had me upside down, my legs dropping over his shoulders. I had never ever been made to cum like that. Oral sex had never been this good. I had thought Jed was a master, but he wasn't any where near as lethal as this man was. Still hanging over his shoulders, he lifted his head, looked at my backside, and said appreciatively, 'Mmmm.' I didn't know he was gazing at my little brown hole. He leaned down a little and his tongue poked out like a knife and probed my bum. I would have jumped off the bed had I been able. He licked at me, this was a new one, even Jed hadn't done this! The soft feeling of it was marvellous, it was a silky feeling I had never experienced. After a while of licking and kissing my brown puckered arse, his fingers still working my shattered nipples, and keeping me on a high. He stuck his tongue right in, I could feel it in there searching for what? I don't know. But it drove me in to bliss. It was like having a live cock in me; in and out it went, in, moving, out, kissing and sucking. Another orgasm was on its way; it was an orgasm that was so brand new. It was so different from any other I had had, fabulous, it blew me to bits. I shuddered and shivered, trembled and jolted about on the bed, but he kept hold of me, as he controlled me completely. He moved up beside me, on the side away from Andy, he now had to have a view of me and what had happened. I couldn't even raise my head. The man leaned over and kissed me, he had my taste on his lips, I kissed him back. I had to didn't I! As I came to my senses a little, I raised my head, and got another shock, a massive one. What I saw stunned me beyond belief. Andy was in the chair still, tied to it; I could see the ropes holding his wrists and ankles. But what I saw nearly made me faint. He had been turned sideways on to me now. The black man there with him, was kneeling by his side. And he was playing with Andy's cock, but it was stiff, he had a hard on. He was slowly jacking Andy off. But what made me gasp more was that Andy was staring at the man! He must have seen what had happened to his bride, but he was totally oblivious to me, he was concentrating on the man. Jethro, the man who had me on the bed laughed, and said to his brother. 'It sure looks like you foun you self a live one there little bro!' 'Yep, sure does bro, looks like he loves this, see how hard his lil pecker is?' he replied. They were talking like I wasn't there. 'Well maybe you should find out bro,' he laughed. Andy was still staring at his captor. The man pushed his other hand between Andy's legs, and he jumped and moaned, I'm not sure what he was doing, but it looked like he was poking at Andy's bum? I couldn't believe what I was seeing. 'Andy!' I shouted. He lifted his gaze to me. He looked at me sort of in a wan way, mouthed the words 'I'm sorry,' and returned his look the man who was toying with him. He glanced at me a couple of times, but he went back to the black man jacking him off, and now with his hand between his legs. My man was still toying with me too, he had moved in close, and was holding, caressing and kissing me, while his bro was doing what he wanted to Andy. I was still in a stupor from my orgasms at his behest. Then something else that made me see and realise what was going on. I didn't see him respond, but he didn't fight it off either, there was no struggling in the chair. He liked what was happening, the bastard liked it! Was he really gay! Like I had sometimes suspected him to be? He had to be didn't he? He just had to be! Jethro said to him. 'Why don't you take him down the hall?' 'There's another bedroom, take him there, and find out proper bro?' 'Will do Jethro, you take care o that little girl, ya hear!' 'Will do bro, you can be sure o that!' He laughed. The other man stood, grabbed the back of Andy's chair and dragged him off. I heard a door open then close shut. 'Now my little beauty, where were we?' He asked me. 'Please let me go, let us both go, I won't say anything I promise.' I begged. 'Aw shucks lil girl, I done already tol you, you won't be sayin that agin, you won't want to I promise you baby.' He giggled. 'You already foun out about ma nice big tongue eh honey?' 'There'll be more for ya later sweet thing, that's fo sure.'' I wasn't going anywhere, there was no way I could get out of this, and I was still reeling and weak from my orgasms. He began to play with me and my emotions agin, I tried to resist I really did. But I had had fantasies of being in a situation like this, and I know that's all they usually are. But he was bringing mine true, I hadn't expected the oral thrashing that's for certain, nothing could have prepared me for that. But I had fantasised about this very thing. I had orgasmed many times on my own, I have a black vibrator, and it's a good one. I often use it to think about a big good looking hulking black man forcing me, taking me, abusing me, and fucking me into helpless heaven. I am trapped under him while he fucks me hard and long. And I have always had massive orgasms. And that's where I was going to go, I just knew it. He guided my tiny white hand to his mammoth prick, making me hold it, then telling me to look at it. My heart popped into my mouth! It was the biggest thing I had ever seen; it wasn't a monstrous, 12" long and all that bullshit. But it was a lot bigger, thicker and fatter than Jed or Andy's. He pulled me close, and said. 'Now baby, you just get used to ol Jethro, smell me, look at me and feel my black skin baby, you gonna see a load o me for a while okay honey?' I was snuffling into his black hairy chest, I could sense the power of the man. And I smelt him too. It was a smell I didn't know. But it wasn't a bad smell, it emanated from him. His black skin against mine made me rethink all the times I had imagined it, the thought powered through me, it was something not to be denied. He said. 'You ever been blacked honey child?' Stunned again, it was something I had often pondered and always wanted it to happen, but would never have gone to it, not voluntarily anyway. I whispered. 'No I haven't, please don't?' 'Hey baby, don you worry none, ya hear, you gonna love this fo sure babe!' He moved my arm up and down making me pull on his prick, I could feel it thickening and hardening too. He kissed me, and that tongue disappeared into my mouth, it felt like a silk rope stroking my lips, my tongue, the roof of my mouth, even my tonsils got a licking too. Between that, his lips, his tongue, my hand holding his thick prick, his fingers had found its way into my pussy. I gave in completely. I didn't even consider resisting now, this man had got me, and he was going to fuck me whether I agreed or not. I didn't actually agree, but I never said anything like no either. The blackness of his skin was assailing me, the contrast between his and mine was a marvellous sight to see. He pulled his face away from me, smiled, and said. 'You ready now for ol Jethro's black love stick baby?' 'Please don't Mr Jethro,' I pleaded, but even then I knew I didn't mean it. And that I even wanted it. He got over me, and told me to put him in. I did, and he shoved that great black pole all the way slowly into me, I gasped, moaned and groaned, but it went in. I was stretched to the limit; nothing had ever been in me as big as this. He hit every part of me there was to hit, and he began to fuck me, and it was a fucking in all its beautiful glory, he was slow, gentle, commanding, forceful, dominant in a way, that Jed could never hope to achieve. This was a masterful man, in every way; I had to join in with him, his very being as he looked down at me, made me connect to him. I began humping back, although carefully, he was still too big for me, but I knew I would get used to it, and I did. He sped up, his thrusting became harder, and harder, more forceful and demanding Soon I was bouncing around under him. Doing my best to hold on to him, I used my nails and feet to ride him from underneath as he drove me mad with lust and arousal! Her Fantasy Past Caught Up With Her My orgasm blew me into next week, I wasn't of this earth, it smashed me like a wreck on the rocks, no hope of survival, he demolished me whole heartedly. Then he came in my very much unprotected pussy, he blasted white hot seed into me. I felt it wash all the way up into me. This was a baby, I just knew it, but did I care? Did I fuck, not when I was going through this! His weight on me now, I was trapped under him, I couldn't move, I was just about breathing, but managed to shift a little whilst his hot body was on mine. I was in turmoil, I had never known anything like this, and here I was. Miss know it all. Two men on the go at the same time, one now my husband, the other would become my lover when I got home. But now I had been given something, something involuntary yes, but given it none the less. I had just been fucked, or raped if you like. By a man who knew how to fuck a woman and, I knew too for certain. That he knew he was a man who could make love to a woman too! He rolled off me, but held me in his arms. 'You okay baby?' he asked. 'Did ol Jethro do what he said he was gonna do honey?' I never said anything. He asked. 'Now you liked it didn't ya hon. I knows ya did, you came like a train 4 or more times, you can't deny me that babe, can ya?' 'Please don't make me answer you Mr Jethro, please?' 'Now now baby, you gotta tell the truth ere, I fucked you like you ain never been fucked, didn I, and I tongued ya like that too hey? Come babe, tell ol Jethro da truth now, ya hear?' Weakly, and softly, I admitted. 'Yes Jethro, you did.' I cried then, because I had come round enough to realise what I had done, not just what he had done. But how I had responded to him, it had been so easy for him. I thought back and said to myself. 'You almost just gave him your body, you went for it all the way, you fucking slut!' I hated myself, I was here to have my honeymoon, and this man had taken me over, his brother had seemingly got to Andy, what was I going to do? But my body was more in tune with events than I was, that's for sure. My pussy was on fire from the tonguing and his big prick. I couldn't deny that could I? Least of all to me! My fantasy that no one knew of, had been enacted, right here, right on this bed, right on my honeymoon. He closed his mouth over my left nipple, sucked and licked it, it raised me up again, how could I resist this, I thought. The answer was I couldn't, not now. I had seen Andy at the hands of the other black man, he had got him going, that was obvious, even though he must have seen what was happening to me. It was me getting it from big ol Jethro; but it had been the man playing with him, and getting him going! Where was he? What was happening to him, I was suddenly worried, I hoped he was alright, and not being mistreated. As it turned out, there was no need for me to worry. But I didn't know that then. Jethro made himself comfortable around me, and said. 'I hope I can rely on you bein a good girl missy, ifn you ain't gonna be, you is to be punished baby?' 'What do you mean? I can't stop you doing anything you want can I?' 'No honey, you cai'nt, but I know you enjoyed ol Jethro's seeing to ya, ya gotta gimmee credit baby, no one else has ever looked after you like ol Jethro just done? Come on now, tell ol Jethro you loved it, an we'll talk a little?' 'Come on baby girl, you a real blonde haired beauty, an I knows little blonde girls like you dream of a big black man like me doin the business for ya?' I was backing into a corner, for a seemingly thick headed old hillbilly, he knew what he was talking about. He had just given me the most wondrous time in a bed I had ever had, this was just so true. But how could I admit that? He had raped me, but in a court of law, I would have to admit, it had been fantastic, being loved and fucked like this. 'Jethro,' I said, 'you are good, there is no doubt about that, but I am just married, it should be my new husband here with me, not you!' I told him. 'Well now missy, that may just be true, but how you gonna feel, when you got a little ol white pencil dick in there after this, when you gonna know Jethro is a waitin for ya?' 'An missy, who is a gonna give ya a tongue like this? Ol Jethro, that's who, only big ol Jethro.' And with that he lashed a nipple with it; it sent me right off the scale. If I had been an earthquake, I would have been a 10! No question! His tongue was rough and smooth at the same time; it swirled around me, then ripped at my most vulnerable tips. His light fingered touch on my clit was all it took for me to nearly fold in half. He just held me still, lashed away at my beseeching nipples, finger my over heated pussy, and then. The utmost devastating question he could have asked me. 'Well now missy, my little ol beautiful blonde bride, you want ol Jethro back in here where he belongs Mmmm?' And he twiddled my pussy lips. The answer, there was only one to be said. 'Oh Jethro, yes Jethro please make love to me again, oh please, please,' I almost begged. I knew now, I shouldn't have married Andy, I didn't love him, I had known that hadn't I? Had I loved Jed enough to marry him? I doubted that too. Here was a man who had ripped me from my new life, who had taken me, abused me and raped me. But I knew also now, with a devastating certainty, that this was what I had wanted all along. I had fantasised about this. Jethro was in the right place at the right time. I wasn't aware of it in the diner, but he must have seen something in me, when he undressed me with his eyes, and fucked me with them right there at the counter! He had made me see it now. It was over, no more resistance, no more thoughts of freeing myself. All I wanted now was him in me again, whether it be his beautiful big black prick, or his ever invasive thick lengthy tongue. The tongue that had found parts of me I never knew was there! He put my hand back on his sticky prick, sticky with my cum. And then he told me to help myself to it. 'Its all there for's ya missy, it ain't goin away, not now baby!' 'And neither is Jethro's little ol tongue, you gonna have some times with this baby,' he said, as he licked my soft sensitive neck. I did the only thing I could do; I capitulated, and dived at his cock with my mouth. That took him by surprise! He jumped backwards as my lips, teeth and my own tongue grabbed at the bulbous purple head, and it grew in my mouth! Oh boy what a fulfilling elation it seemed like. I attacked his prick in a way I had never gone at Andy or Jed, this was a real prick, attached to a real man, a woman's man. But I could feel his sensitivity too, he was all man for sure, but in the back of my mind I was sensing tenderness. My ministrations made him fall back on the bed, he liked this, he liked it a lot. It was evident in the way his hands found their way into my hair; he softly caressed my head as I sucked as hard as I could. I was determined to leave a hickey on his bell end if it was possible! My left hand was holding a massive pair of balls, they were hairy, soft and pliable, and oh so lumpily wonderful. My head sliding up and down his tummy as I went for the gold medal I knew would be mine. All I had to do was get him across the finish line, and of that I was in no doubt. He was going to cross it at my insistence; I was never going to give up until he emptied all he had down my open throat! A few minutes later his body let me know it was on the way, it started to stiffen and move. He clamped his hands to my head, another giveaway! But I pushed them off and shook my head. I continued to pump at him, to let him know, there was no way I was going to stop. This was mine, my way, no other. I wanted to be the catalyst for the impending explosion of cum that would soon be jetted down my neck! His hips jumped upwards, a hand was on my neck, he couldn't help himself, I left it there. Then the first shot, it hit the back of my mouth with a power I knew would be the first of several. His hips were going up and down and I went with it. He shot more and more as his eruptions gathered pace, and intensity. I stopped sucking and concentrated on getting it down, which I did, I was so so pleased, as I gulped and gulped. But nary a drop was spilled; I was still licking and gently sucking after he stopped ejaculating. My pride and self esteem were as high as they ever could have been. What I had just accomplished was, and had been in my humble opinion, a gold medal performance. I had emptied a mans balls, a real mans balls. The comparison between him Andy or Jed was, to be honest was incomparable. I lay my head on his stomach as his mighty prick self deflated in my mouth. I felt him move after a while, then hands on my shoulders, he pulled me up to him. 'Missy, you sure are the best cocksucker there is, no way can anyone have done that better than that!' he said to me. Then he kissed me, and his tongue worked its way around my mouth. I know I have described this all with an apparent air of detachment, of not being in the situation I was in. He had raped me for sure. But he had and was showing me things I never knew about. I knew and realised I had led a sheltered life, even though I had had 2 men on the go at the same time. But looking back, its how it was. 'Missy, I am going to have to trust you somewhat,' he said. 'What do you mean?' I asked. 'Well, I can and will stop you from leaving the house, simply because the shutters are still locked in place, and I can barricade the doors.' 'So what's the problem then, am I to be your prisoner for the rest of my life in here?' I didn't know then, just more or less how my words would become true. 'I want you to be able to walk around, and me not have to know what you are up to okay?' he said. 'Ah, I see what you mean. Jethro, I will make you a promise right now, I will be on my best behaviour.' 'Good,' he said, and threw me onto my back, where he 69nd me, I tried to do my best, I sucked and played with his balls, and made him hard again. But I was never going to beat that tongue of his, in minutes I was flopping about on the bed, like a captured seal in the water. I came in droves. It almost killed me, it was fabulous. Later he told me to sleep, he gathered me into his arms, wrapped himself around me and off we went into slumber land. What I didn't know was, whilst we were asleep, his brother had brought Andy to our door for him to see what was going on. He saw us wrapped up like a parcel, and he could smell the sex, thick in the air. His brother took a shocked Andy back to the bedroom. What he did was to console him, he made him get into bed, and Andy told me later he was already compliant to him. He was way bigger than Andy was anyway, and he had already made it obvious to him that he knew of his sexual orientation, Though Andy had always tried to deny it. He had forcefully taken Andy, he had untied him from the chair, and while blood was finding its way again around his limbs, the man retied his wrists to his waist. Then getting him on the bed, and leaning over him. He began just by gently jacking him off again. Andy's prick rose immediately to its full potential. 'You like a man doing this Andy?' he asked. Andy's face went beet red. 'You prefer a black man to be your man Andy, or a white boy?' Again Andy just blushed. The man said his name was Tommy. And then he gently crushed Andy's balls. 'What you want Andy? Mmmm?' 'Come on Andy, tell Tommy what you want, you want me to stop?' He took his hand away, and looked Andy in the eye. Andy's look of lust and need was like a photograph. 'Well Andy, tell ol Tommy what you need honey, come on now?' He put his hand back on Andy's cock, and Andy automatically pushed his hips into the air, to enhance the sensation of being jacked off. 'Andy?' Tommy queried. 'Please,' Andy gurgled. 'Please? Please what Andy?' He gently rubbed his prick lightly, using a rough finger nail. He was teasing Andy beyond his endurance. Tommy bent his head and kissed, sucked and licked Andy's nipple. That was all it took for the floodgates to open. 'Please please Tommy, please do me, finish me off, I'm so desperate, please Tommy please,' he begged. 'Ah now, we are getting there,' he smiled. 'Now tell me, you prefer a big black boy like me to take care of you, or you want a prissy white boy?' This was it now for Andy; he was being made to admit his inner most secret desires. 'You Andy bleated, 'I want you Tommy, only you, please Tommy, please?' Tommy caught Andy's balls in his hand and caressed them, sending Andy into inescapable lust and arousal. 'Oh yes, oh Tommy, yes please,' he murmured now, his very future was in this black strangers hands, literally. The man had had him pegged in the diner almost right off; he had said the same to his brother. Jethro had always known of his brother's orientation, and was quite happy with it. They were the best of friends. 'That there whitey boy is a begging for a real mans cock, what the fuck is he doin on a fuckin honeymoon?' 'I have no idea,' commented Jethro, 'but I got the distinct impression that black prick is in her mind too. Ya see the way she looked at me when I gave her the eye bro?' Jethro said. 'Nah,' Tommy said. 'I was too busy scoping the guy out, he was interested, I jus knew it!' Laughed Tommy. 'Well maybe bro, after all these time, we might have a couple o live ones, but maybe they don know it yet?' Jethro offered. 'Hope so bro,' Tommy said, 'I sure hope so, let's go and get ready an find out hey?' Tommy leaned over the helpless Andy, and bit his neck, and squeezed his cock at the same time. Andy moaned under him, he wanted this more than anything he had ever wanted. At last he was doing what he had been made for. He was being sexually loved by another man. 'You want me to make you cum boy?' Tommy asked. 'Yes please Tommy, yes please please!' Andy was beside himself, the urge to be made to cum was overpowering, and it was an urgent primal need within him. Tommy moved in as close as he could get, he would give Andy what he wanted and needed, but he also had to make him desire Tommy above all others. Tommy didn't know it, but Andy was already there ahead of him. He needed no convincing now. As far as he was concerned, Tommy was the man, his man. He had completely forgotten about his new wife Lisa. Never again would she be on his mind, all it had taken was for someone to make him see the light, and that person was here with him now, shining his light all the way for him. He relished this feeling in him now, it would never be any other way for the rest of his life, he had found home, he was home within himself. He languished back as Tommy began his total subjugation of the boy who was to become his partner for ever. He felt something brush his lips, his eyes opened to see Tommy right above him, Andy's mouth opened, and he had his first ever kiss from another man. It was the sweetest thing he had ever experienced. He came, his spunk shot out. His ejaculation took them both by surprise. Tommy was a little disappointed, but Andy wasn't, he yelped and moaned, his body rose and fell in ecstasy. His knees rose up, he crunched his body to alleviate the pain of wonderment, and it demolished his senses. He lifted his head to kiss Tommy, he got kissed back. Then Tommy eased him down on the bed. 'Now Andy, you are gonna be taught by me, how to love and make love to another man,' he told him. 'Yes Tommy,' he replied. 'I want to learn, I want you to teach me to love you, although I'm certain I already do?' he whispered. Tommy smiled at this; this could not possibly go any better than it was. He rolled Andy over, and started poking a finger at Andy's little brown hole, I'll soon be in there he said to himself. Then I'll find out where you are Andy boy! Andy squirmed under his touch, but couldn't get away from the finger now all the way up his arse. Then he thought, I don't want to get away do I? I love it! Tommy climbed over him, parting his knees with his own; he poured oil over Andy's bum hole, and pushed his prick softly, gently but firmly all the way in. Andy shrieked with the pain, and begged Tommy to stop; he did, but only momentarily. The pain subsided and soon Andy was in heaven. Tommy reached under Andy, and gathered his cock and balls bringing Andy to full erection easily. His weight fully on Andy's back, he began to hump him, soon he was on the point of cumming, Andy was moaning and groaning in pain, pleasure and so much arousal, he submitted completely. 'Tommy please cum in me, please Tommy, I want you to.' Tommy unloaded his lot, Andy felt as though his rear end was going to explode; such was the feeling of expansion and fullness. Andy came then, his cock and balls exploded of their own volition. As he rolled off, he lay at Andy's side; Andy was still face down, panting for breath. His excitement and appreciation for what Tommy had brought to him was overwhelming him. He cried, with the happiness he felt in his heart. Tommy wrapped and arm around him and held him tight while he recovered. In a matter of about 2 hours, Andy had at last been released from the torment within him, all his life he had denied this, and buried it deep inside. But now it was out. He could be himself at last. He would return with Lisa, and have the marriage annulled, people wouldn't be happy, but it was the honest thing to do. Lisa would be so hurt he thought. But what he never knew was Lisa had already decided that her marriage had been a sham, and that she had been fooled. As he had still been face down with Tommy on top of him, fucking him and destroying his mind with the lust he was driving through him. The door softly opened, and there in the doorway Lisa and Jethro witnessed her new husband, his black captor over him, and obviously with his prick up his arse, and Andy's cock and balls in his hands. And also in the throes of an orgasm. She heard and saw her new husband moaning and groaning, whimpering, his arousal so apparent. And she witnessed the inescapable fact that they had both ejaculated. Now suddenly a feeling of release came over her, there was no guilt in what she had done, no remorse. Unknown to both, they had decided the same thing, marriage annulment. And return to these parts, Lisa was coming back to Jethro, Andy would return to Tommy. Jethro took a shocked Lisa back to the bedroom. 'Lisa ma lil blonde beauty,' he said, 'you is gonna be mine now, but only you will decide it. I already know you are a wantin to be with me, but you gotta tell yoursen that, understand?' Lisa pondered his words, and really in her heart of hearts, she knew he was right. She had found here the man that had been in her fantasies. All her adult life, from leaving puberty she had wanted this, and he had been there. No one had ever known her darkest secrets, her darkest desires. He really had been there, and now he had found her. It was all a bit of a shock, and it was so new, and the explanations she would have to give back home would be weak to say the least. But she also knew that, unless something cropped up that she hadn't or didn't think of, she was coming back here to Jethro. Jethro,' she began, 'I believe I can tell you in all honesty, I think I know where I am, and where I want to be, but I need to think okay?' 'Sure thing ma lil blonde sexy baby, but first there's one thing I need to do to help you make up that cute lil mind for ya.' 'What's that Jethro?' she asked innocently. 'This,' he said, and took her to a big wooded slatted chair, and sat in it, his cock rising to her. Her Fantasy Past Caught Up With Her 'Mmmm,' she murmured in appreciation. He pulled her to him, and made her slot her legs through the sides, and on either side of him. His big black beautiful prick now stood to full attention. Lisa was more than happy to be above him, and guided her sopping pussy to a point directly over the purple bulbous head. Jethro plopped her onto it, it shot into her making her breath leave her soft tender pliant body. But then he lifted her up off it, pulled her closer to him, and sat her tight little puckered brown hole over it, and sat her on. Lisa squealed at the invasion of the tip of his cock at her little dark entrance. 'No Jethro, not that, I don't want it there?' In answer, he reached over the edge of the chair sides, and yanked her knees forward, this had the effect of Lisa's weight being taken from her feet, and transferring it to her arsehole sat on Jethro's prick! The slickness from her very own juices, made it inevitable that she sank downwards, her arse opened involuntarily, and her own weight forced her downwards. Jethro let go of her knees, held her body in place and she sank lower and lower, all the while screeching, scrabbling and trying to get off. But it was impossible. Her hands went to his strong shoulders, his hands on her waist, he jiggled his hips, and then he was fully inside her beautiful tight rounded arse. Lisa's under thighs were now sat tight on his upper ones. She bent her head in surrender, the pain was overwhelming, but in a sense she accepted it, because there was nothing she could do about it, and because she had fantasised this very thing. After a while it settled, and Jethro began a gentle moving of her, sideways, then up and down. She started to feel hot, she was being totally defiled, but it was all a part of the fantasies she had been having for years. It was new, and it was old, she gave in, and went for it. It was hurting yes, but it was also wonderful, another desire was being fulfilled on this day of fulfilling desires. Jethro was teasing her nipples, and kissing her neck, her defences were all the way down. She went to the orgasm beckoning her, and in she went. It shattered and blasted its way through and around her. Never never never had she been here, and probably would never be again, she fainted. She came around just as Jethro was giving a final upward thrust of his hips, and his thick load boomed into her open arse, a sensation of outer world washed though her softly. He stood up slowly and carried her back to bed. And he laid her down next to him, gathering her in his arms, she put hers around him. They looked at each other with wonder in their eyes. Both knew there was something more than special here. In the morning, they made love again, then he kicked her out of bed and told her to go and make the biggest breakfast she had ever made, enough for 4 people he said! That's when Lisa remembered Andy, she looked at Jethro, and he knew what she was thinking. 'Go on,' he said softly and gently, 'it'll be okay, don't worry.' He went and called Tommy and Andy, who appeared together, Andy, was especially sheepish, and couldn't look at Lisa. But she told him she now knew everything and was at ease with events. He in turn told her he knew what had happened. They all discussed everything over breakfast, and everyone was happy at the results. Lisa had never seen Andy so animated, he was happy now, truly happy. They had the best time ever; Tommy took Andy away after 2 days, and never returned until the day of departure. Lisa and Jethro fell more and more in love, true love, first love. And she had found out that they were both very very wealthy but didn't advertise it; most people thought they really were hillbillies. But they were both well educated, and well spoken when they wanted to be. And they owned the house they were now in; their surname was Monroe, and several other properties. Lisa laid claim to this house, Tommy and Andy were to share another one up the valley.