3 comments/ 31986 views/ 16 favorites A Beautiful Flirty Blond Wife By: qualitywheat This is a story primarily of a beautiful black woman forcing herself on to a beautiful blond wife, the wife succumbs. Then her and her husband are taken in and seduced further. The black seductress's husband gets in on the act. Kyra Walling was in serious trouble, she had brought it upon herself because of her own actions. She had been warned many times to behave, her husband thought it was funny to see and to witness her carrying on teasing and flirting, but now she had gone too far and her husband wasn't there to protect her. Her and her husband were a part of a group of friends, whom palled around together, have parties in each other's homes, weekends away, holidays etc, not all together all of the time, but if one or more couples had the time or the inclination then together they would get. And it had been at the weekend when she overplayed her hand, and over stepped the line. Kyra was the epitome of a beautiful sex goddess, five feet five inches of utter blond bombshell, a real beauty, whom was trusted to the very last by her husband, but not by the wives of some of their friends. She loved him, he loved her, she had always flirted wherever they went, but she would always say, "Tony, I might flirt and be naughty, but I will always go home and to bed with you, and never ever anyone else," and he believed her. And she never did, never once in their four year marriage, and even before they were married did she never keep her word. But now she was about to have her fidelity removed. And Kyra could do nothing about it, she was panting now, aroused, and ready. On Saturday night they had been at the home of some new friends, a black couple about the same age as her and her husband, they had known them for about three months and had got on like a house on fire. Kyra had secretly flirted with the husband Mark, but with the knowledge of her husband Tony, who looked on with some amusement. But what Kyra didn't know was that Mark had told his wife Melanie, of Kyra's flirtatious ways. He always told her everything, Melanie was well aware of it, and she didn't like it, not one bit. Her husband was offhand about it, but Melanie had had a word with Kyra twice about it. Kyra though took no notice, except to be a little more discreet about it. Melanie was as great looking as Kyra was in her dark chocolate skin, she stood at five feet nine inches so gained a lot in height especially when she wore her heels, and she liked to wear exceptionally high ones sometimes, six inch ones! Her short jet black silky hair was in waves and spiked, her face was magical and full African lips. Her skin was smooth and satiny, and had a sheen to it that made her look as if she was slightly oiled And Kyra would tease her husband Tony about having sex with a good looking black man, he played along and their sex life improved because of it, not that much improvement was needed. But on Saturday night she had been taken to one side quietly by Melanie, and told to stop flirting with her husband or else! Kyra didn't like being spoken to like that and went back and flirted even more. Mark was going along with it, but tried to keep out of Kyra's way so as not to exacerbate the situation. Melanie had told her husband that she was going to have it out with Kyra the following week. Then she asked him a question that floored him. "Would you screw her Mark if you got the chance to?" He protested to her she was his wife, and he would not be unfaithful to her, but did admit that if they weren't married then the answer would be a firm yes! "What man wouldn't Melanie, she is sexy and beautiful, but not as sexy and as beautiful as you," he added, to make sure the peace was kept. "Would you Mel?" he asked his wife, "you like women, would you, if you got the chance." She looked at him and smiled. "She screwing with my mind Mark, but I would fuck her over if I got the chance to, but that's not quite the same." She had told him. Melanie kept herself in check, she glowered a couple of times, but at the end of the night when they were all leaving, she cheek kissed Kyra, and felt her bum. Kyra grinned at that, she thought it was bit like telling her off. On the following Monday Kyra saw her husband off on two day business trip, and started her housekeeping routine. She wasn't wearing anything special, just a pair of loose cotton trousers, a man's shirt, no bra and a thong, on her feet were slippers. She had her long blond hair piled up. And Kyra looked fabulous, it didn't matter what she wore, she always looked good. Thirty or so minutes after her husband had left her doorbell chimed. She opened the door and there was Melanie. Kyra was surprised but she asked her friend in. Melanie told her she was just passing and had seen her in the window so she had called on her. Melanie was done up to the nines, her face perfect, her hair straight out of the salon. She was wearing calf length six inch high heeled black leather boots, black trousers, a black polo necked sweater, and over that a large seemingly baggy black woollen overcoat. She absolutely towered over Kyra. And Melanie had come prepared for her confrontation that Kyra was unaware of, as yet. "Can I take your coat Melanie?" Kyra asked, Melanie however took it off and lay over the back of a kitchen chair. It had four pockets, in them were the things she had brought that would take Kyra down, and teach her a lesson she would never forget. In the two outer pockets were a length of rope cut to suit, with two slip knots and an extra length, in the other pocket was a butt vibrating plug with an indentation that as soon as it was inserted Kyra's sphincter, it would fasten itself around it, also in there was a pussy black rubber vibrator, and a black strap on dildo. In the inner pockets was a ball gag with a breathing hole that Melanie was hoping not to have to use. And a pair of dressmakers scissors, and two clothes pegs, the spring variety. Melanie had no qualms about what she was about to do, and she was secure in the knowledge that, surprise and speed of her actions would win the day, and Kyra's lessons would begin. As soon as she had let go of the coat, and making sure the end of the rope was in her view did she grab Kyra, she spun her around and force her down over the table. She pulled the rope out, slipped the slip knot over Kyra's wrist and was sliding the next one on before Kyra had time to even think of complaining, or protesting. Melanie let her go, and pulled her up right, now Kyra was protesting, looking down at the ropes around her wrists, wanting to know what the hell she was up to, looking again at the nooses attached to her slim wrists. Melanie continued and ignored her victim. The end of the rope was crossed over Kyra's tummy and fastened to the opposing wrist and suddenly Kyra realised she was tied up, her arms were at her sides, and her movements were severely restricted. Melanie picked up her coat, grabbed the rope and yanked Kyra out of her kitchen and into her sitting room. Kyra had no option but to follow, she was drawn into the centre of the room, Melanie dropped her coat on to a chair, put her arm around Kyra and her foot behind and pushed, she lowered the helpless woman to the floor. "Now Kyra, you are going to learn the lesson of a life time, I'm not going to hurt you, I may slap your ass a few times but that's all." Now Kyra found her voice and began to yell at Melanie, telling her she was in deep trouble, and to let her go or else! Melanie just dropped down and knelt over Kyra, knees on either side and smiled her best and brightest smile. "Kyra I have warned you many times about flirting with my husband, and don't worry, I know everything because he tells me everything, he even knows I'm here and what's happening." She told her, "I asked you to stop, I even told you to stop, but you being you, thought you could do what you want and to hell with anyone else, well Kyra, the chicken has come home to roost!" Melanie kneeled forward and put her hands on the floor next to Kyra's head, her face just inches above hers. She lifted Kyra's head and undid the piled up hair, letting the silky blond hair free. "I do love your hair Kyra, and believe it or not, I love you, I think you are such a beautiful and sexy woman, but you are in need of being taught a lesson, so here I am, I'm going to teach you that lesson." Kyra began to realise the trouble she appeared to be in, she tried to reason with the black beauty above her, who had her on her sitting room carpet and seemed to be in control. Kyra put on her best conciliatory voice, and said, "I'm sorry Melanie, I didn't realise that I was upsetting you so much, please, just let me free and we'll forget all about this, and I swear I will behave myself, agreed?" Melanie gave her a huge smile that would have dimmed the sun, her dark skinned face, her bright eyes and flashing white even teeth almost mesmerised Kyra. Kyra thought she had convinced her and that this was over, but she could not have been more wrong. Melanie leaned back and got up, but Kyra soon learned 'this' wasn't over. Melanie lifted her foot and placed her boot over Kyra's neck, the spike heel on the floor and the instep over Kyra's throat. She never applied pressure, but the very fact that she had done what she had done, visited fear upon Kyra. "Now Kyra, let's begin your lesson shall we?" she murmured, she reached out and picked up her coat, and removed the ball gag. She showed it to Kyra and told her, "If you scream and shout I will stop you with this, do you understand, I don't want to, but believe me I will!" And all the while her foot was over Kyra's throat. Kyra suddenly blurted out that Tony, her husband would be back in ten minutes. Melanie smiled and shook her head no, "He's away until tomorrow night Kyra, he told me that himself on Saturday, so let's stop the pretence shall we?" The other items in Melanie's pockets were removed and placed next to her on the floor. Kyra tried to look at what she was doing but the boot blocked her view. "Now Kyra," she said, "tell me why you want my husband to play your games, do you want him, I know you find him attractive, are you a closet black cock slut, Hmmm?" Kyra lay there stunned by her words; she couldn't believe she was hearing what she was hearing. "I have to admit Kyra, black on blond, it's the classic fuck, my husband, a big dark man with a big black cock, are you so desperate to have his black beauty in you?" Melanie asked her lucidly. Kyra couldn't speak, she lay there with Melanie's' black boot holding her still. "I'll take that as a yes then shall I?" she asked her victim. Without saying any more Melanie dropped down on top of Kyra again and undid her trousers, and quickly pulled them down and off. This was followed by her thong which was unceremoniously torn away. Kyra cried out in horror, she struggled but that did no good what so ever, "I've told you, you were about to learn a lesson Kyra, and you will learn it, and you will learn it well!" she said behind her dazzling smile. Kyra was in dread now; she was in dread because she now knew that she really was in trouble, and no apparent way out of it. Melanie calmly and methodically undid the buttons on Kyra's shirt, and slid it over her shoulders leaving her proud firm tits open to view. "Please Melanie, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, I will never annoy you or cause you hurt ever again, please please forgive me?" she begged heartbrokenly. Melanie beamed at her, "Oh Kyra you poor sweet darling, of course I forgive you, I know you didn't mean to upset me, I do forgive you my baby." Kyra choked a sob back with relief, expecting Melanie to let her go, she thanked her profusely. That was when Melanie squeezed both of her nipples. Kyra nearly took off, her surprise was total. Her head rocked back and forth, Melanie continued to squeeze and roll the growing buds. "Please Melanie don't, what are you doing, why are you doing this to me, please stop Melanie, I'm so so sorry," she wept as tears rolled down her cheeks. But Melanie kept on rolling her nipples and they were growing long, thick and hard with every interminable roll, and pressure exerted over them by her captors fingers. Melanie stared fixedly at Kyra's nipples, she had seen some good ones in her time, but these, 'Oh wow,' she thought, they are sensational, and obviously super sensitive. "You really are beautiful Kyra," she told her, "it's no wonder men fall over themselves around you, but would you tell me something too? Do you, when you look at me, think I'm beautiful too?" Kyra could only nod her head, her mind was closing down, her nipples were aggravating her tremendously, it was becoming almost irritatingly unbearable, and very soon it would be unbearable. Then Kyra cried out, Melanie had suddenly dipped her fingers into her leg spread open pussy, her knees banged together, but there was nothing to be done about the fingers searching her pussy now, they were in! Melanie bent her head and sucked in the lonely nipple, her fingers secured around the other one, her right hand tweaking her clit and pussy. Kyra flopped and wriggled but there was no escape, and there was going to be no relief now until Melanie decided upon it. Melanie was in her element, she had never had a blond as beautiful as this, and she had found out in quick time that her new toy was sensitive to her touch; she was going to have fun with her, and lots of it. She was sorely tempted to send the prearranged text to her husband, so that he could come around and fuck her the way he had told his wife he wanted to. But Melanie resisted it and would send it later; she would have her fun first. They had talked it all over, and had decided that if Melanie got the upper hand and Kyra became pliable, then she would get black cock whether she wanted it or not, and she would become an unfaithful wife intentional or not! Melanie went to work on her prisoner, Kyra was unable to resist the nipple attacks, or fight the fingers eating away in her pussy, she was trying but she was fighting a losing battle with her equally beautiful black attacker. Then when her first orgasm took its hold Kyra cried out in sheer relief and defeat. Melanie rose quickly, picked up her things for using on her, and helped the weakened blond wife to her feet. Kyra was groggy, and meekly followed Melanie out of the room, at the bottom of the stairs Melanie pushed her up, she lodged a finger in her ass making Kyra squeal. She guided her into her bedroom, this was Melanie's intention, to take her and use her in her own marital bed. She got her on the bed easily, and then ordered her to watch while she undressed, she wanted Kyra to see and understand now what was about to happen. Kyra was going to be raped, fucked, screwed and made love to by a black woman. She lay there prone no strength to resist, completely captive, helpless and now defeated. Melanie picked up the butt plug and turned Kyra on to her side, she worked it in. Kyra cried and struggled, her blond hair whipping around, but she was unable to prevent its entry in to her. And then her ass shut around it, and no amount of pushing could move it. Melanie depressed the little button and the plug came to life. Groans and moans escaped her, Melanie turned her back over and climbed on. Now kneeling astride her captive she got to work on her nipples. Kyra cried, moaned, mumbled, and came, she couldn't resist it, and when Melanie reached behind and sank fingers into her pussy she begged for more. "Now Kyra, I want you to tell me about your secret fantasies, fantasies of being black cocked and fucked, come on Kyra, tell me! She dug her fingers in deeper and crushed the nipple. "Please Melanie, I haven't honestly," she bleated through clenched teeth. "Kyra don't make the mistake of lying to me, you don't flirt like you do without having the fantasy to go with it, tell me!" Melanie picked up the vibrator, she showed it to her, she kissed it, licked it lewdly and sexily, then put her hand behind and got Kyra's clit first time with it. and pressed it ti Kyra's clit. Every part of Kyra left the bed except her ass. An orgasm of galactic proportions hit her broadside, she cried out, it was so painful to be made to cum so hard. She begged Melanie to stop, that she would tell her everything she wanted to know. "That's it darling," she said to her, "you just go right ahead and tell me your deepest fantasy, how you want and need to be used by a black person. Your blond hair waving about as you are fucked to heaven and back. Melanie wiggled the vibrator around for good measure. Kyra couldn't take any more, "Please," she begged, "I have thought about a black man taking me to bed and using me for his needs, taking me just how he wants to, and there's nothing I can do about it!" "Has my husband been in that fantasy Kyra?" she asked her, Kyra remained silent until Melanie plunged the vibrator right into her, "tell me, and tell me now you slut!" Again Kyra came, and again she admitted to it. "Yes yes Melanie, I have thought about him having his way and doing what he wants to me, please Melanie, I'm so sorry," she wept with orgasmic pain, humiliation and arousal, they were all combing to bring her to heel, Melanie's heel. She submitted to the sexual stimulation from the black woman above her, she succumbed to the feelings racing through her. Her climaxes were total, and completely at odds to all the climaxes she had ever had. When recovery was under way, she opened her eyes, she could feel warm breath on her cheek, Melanie kissed her. She had never been kissed by a woman before, it was soft, sweet and she liked it, a gentle squeeze on a nipple made her kiss back willingly. Kyra was on her back, Melanie was lying next to her and on her side, she slid her leg over Kyra's, and then hugged her. What Kyra didn't know was, Melanie had put the strap on dildo on, the blond beauty was about to get blacked. "So Kyra, you have never been to bed with any black, man or woman?" she said in between kisses. Kyra was finding it hard to even think of resisting, it was intoxicating being here like this, in the control of this beautiful black woman who had her at her command. She was her captive, and she was being sexually used and abused. "No," she replied meekly, "please Melanie, what are you going to do with me?" Melanie had the biggest smile on her face. "In a nut shell Kyra, I am going to fuck your brains out, but I'll make love to you too. You will call my name when I make you cum, or if I decide not to let you cum. You are going to learn a lesson in humility, and you will learn that being given the opportunity to have me in your bed is a gift you will receive with joy." Melanie leaned over and kissed her long and deep, her hand roaming Kyra's luscious white creamy body, taking in her nipples, fiddling maddeningly with her pussy, sucking and kissing her neck. Kyra was hopelessly defeated, and utterly and sensuously aroused by her black dominator. Melanie got over her new sex toy, it was something Kyra hadn't yet guessed. She lifted the sleek white legs and put them on her shoulders, Kyra was now bent in half, her hands at either side of Kyra's beautiful blond head, arms outstretched, she poised for effect. Kyra looked down and saw two things, and both stunned her. She saw the big thick black dildo pointing at her pussy, and she saw her pussy spread waiting to accept it. It fascinated her to see the round black billiard ball head getting nearer and nearer, then it touched, then she felt it pressing, then it popped in, her head fell back and she saw no more. But she felt it inserting itself more and more. "Melanie, oh Melanie, Hmmmm, oh please oh Melanie, it.... Ohhhhh Ooooh..." Melanie had it all in and smiled. A Beautiful Flirty Blond Wife "Now my little fuck toy, beg me to stop, go on I dare you!" she teased. Kyra's mouth opened, but no word came out, and that was because Melanie pulled it out and rammed it back in again. "Melanie, Melanie," she cried out gutturally, her muscles grabbed at the dildo in while it did its damage to her, she tried to hold it in, to feel the fantastic climax and make it harder when it came to her. She didn't have to wait long, it hammered through her, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and Kyra fainted from it. When she opened them she was looking at Mark, Melanie's husband. He was stood at the foot of her bed and stark naked, behind him with her hands in front of him she was jacking him off. Her sight caught Melanie's hands moving, then she saw what she was doing and why. Her husband's cock was hard, it was thick, it was long, and it was so black, but it was the smooth glistening red purple head that hit her the hardest, Kyra nearly fainted again. His eyes were locked on Kyra's and he was smiling, it was a knowing smile and Kyra choked on her own breath. She tried to scramble away up the bed but she went nowhere. Melanie's eyes were bright; she had a huge smile on her lovely black features. "Now Kyra," she said, "you can find out for yourself if all your flirting with Mark has been worth can't you darling. Just look at what he has for you," she motioned the heavy black prick at her, "it's the most beautiful black cock you have ever seen." Kyra couldn't speak, her throat was dry. Melanie let go of her husband's dick, and egged him forward, saying, "there you go baby," she said, "give the beautiful blond woman what she has been craving, we all three know she does, so who are we to deny the desperate wishes of such a sexy beauty, hmmmm?" "Melanie, I don't think you could be more right if you tried, just look at her waiting for me, and this," he said, he waved his ponderous dick at the helpless woman tied to her own marital bed. Mark got o the bed with her and Kyra gurgled, his first movement was to squeeze nipples, kiss her breasts, then his fingers found her pussy, and Kyra ass tried to launch itself into space. "Are you ready Kyra to take this, I hope so?" he asked gently. Melanie stood at the side, was nearly creaming herself looking on. Kyra raised her lovely head, looked down at the, to her, black monster, she squeaked, then looked at Mark, and muttered softly. "Please?" it was all she said, it was all she could say, she had been turned right round, first by Melanie, she had been forced to accept her fate, she had been made to cum as she had never cum before. Melanie had done things to her she hadn't thought possible. And now her husband, her really great looking, chiselled black husband, was waving his long and hard black prick at her. She suddenly wanted him to fuck her as no other man ever had, and that included her own husband, she wanted to be covered in black skin, to be buried under his gorgeous black body, to have his magnificent black cock all the way in her. She needed to be screwed and fucked like she had never been before. Then the words Melanie wanted to hear finally poured out of Kyra mouth. "Please make love to me," she begged staring wildly at the man hovering above her, "do what you want to me, anything, I don't care. I need you so very much, please do me, hurry, I need you, please....." Mark and Melanie smiled broadly as she said it, not at each other, but at themselves. Melanie had been absolutely dead on when she had first said to Mark, "she'll go black if it's handled right." It had been her that had thought this all up, and Kyra had fallen right into the hole she had dug for herself. Mark rose over and above her, he stared intently into the beautiful married woman's fabulous eyes and found the mark with his prick. Kyra tried to push up, but when she did he pulled away. He shook his head, no, then he pressed forward, once more Kyra lifted her hips to get him in quicker, and once more he pulled away. "Please," she said to him, "please." He smiled at her once more and whispered, "My way." Kyra lay there beaten, he was going to fuck and make love to her his way. 'This doesn't happen with Tony,' she thought, 'he has no chance when I start on him?' The thought amazed her, for the first time in her life she was begging for something only the cock in her entrance could give her. Whilst her mind was racing, the heavy black knurled knob banged into her so hard she didn't have time to cry out before it had disappeared again. The sudden ferocious plunge was akin to a punch in the stomach, she lost her breath, her feet flailed around, Mark looked at her, and smiled almost viciously, but it wasn't a vicious smile, it was a knowing smile. He knew now Melanie had pegged her, Kyra was on her way, unknowingly, to becoming a black cock slut, and a black lesbian slut too. He and his wife would have this woman for as long as they wanted from now on. They wouldn't take her away from her husband, they wouldn't need to, she would be theirs. He plunged back in and stayed there, Kyra's cry of wonder and astonishment rattled around the room, Mark held her tight, he savoured the beautiful blond wife below him, and let her learn his cock. He slowly drew back, Kyra shook her head at him, begging him, no. When he was almost all the way out he sank back in so slowly it frazzled Kyra's brain. If Mark knew anything in life he knew how to fuck and screw, and this was the best way, he and Melanie had decided, to take Kyra under and drown her in the sea of black cock lust. He alternated between slow and fast, hard and soft, half in half out, long and short. Kyra never knew what was coming next, all she knew was she wanted this to last forever, or as long as her climaxes would allow her before killing her off. She realised he was kissing her as he screwed her to the proverbial wall, then she felt her ass being touched, she couldn't look down but it had to be Melanie. The butt plug was being pulled out and shoved back in, and in time with Marks life giving cock. Kyra exploded more times, she was getting weaker as her black lovers pounded her now. The final scream, or squeak came from her and she descended into blissful sleep. Mark continued fucking her until he came, his hot spunk filled Kyra's thrashed pussy to the brim, then squashed out on to the bed. He eventually rolled away, Melanie came to him and into his arms. "Well," she said, "what do you think Mark, shall we keep her, or just use her when it suits us hmmm?" "It'll be better if we just use her, she won't say no to us, but we might have trouble with Tony, so for now, it'll be as and when okay?" he said to his wife as he kissed her. "I love you Melanie and I always will, especially when you look after me like this!" he told her lovingly, and nodded his head at the slumbering blond beauty beside him. "Yes you're right, it could get complicated otherwise," she answered, " But I'll stay here with her tonight, and you can come back over tomorrow, if that's okay with you baby?" she asked him. He smiled, he knew his wife, and he knew she was intending to take Kyra to the cleaners sexually. There would be no regrets after that, no refusals, no resisting, Kyra would be incapable of them. Kyra opened her eyes, she wondered where she was, she tried to move, but couldn't her wrists were still tied to her sides. She looked around her, no one was here. 'I wonder where Melanie is?' She quickly remembered the day. How Melanie had captured her, seduced her, taken her to bed, made her cum for her. Then she thought of Mark, 'Oh God, oh Mark,' she thought, 'what did you do to me, hmmm?' Her pussy and her whole body pulsed and throbbed. It reminded her of the fantastic, fabulous, unstoppable orgasms he had made her have, his wonderful and masterful black body, his magnetic all powerful black cock, that had done to her what no other cock had ever got close to. Kyra knew that Melanie had changed her life irrevocably one way or another. The door opened and Melanie came in, "Hi baby," she said brightly, "how are we feeling?" She climbed on the bed next to her beautiful blond friend, leaned over and kissed her, it seemed so natural now to Kyra somehow. Her hand ran around her superbly toned smooth white skinned body. Kyra watched fascinated as the black satin skinned arm and hand slid around, each movement made her wonder where the next one would go to. Melanie had been in the shower, she smelled of roses, she had done her face, and her hair. Kyra being a woman noticed straight away how good she looked. "Now Kyra there are one or two thing we need to do," she told her, "to make sure you understand where I'm coming from, and where you are going to. There will be no need for questions, you will do as I tell you, you will accept your position, nothing in this world can change or stop it." Kyra looked at her goggle eyed, wondering what was in store for her. "The first thing I want to know my little blond honey is, at what time will Tony be ringing you tonight?" Kyra thought briefly, there was no point in lying about that is there, she asked herself. "About 9 o'clock, that's when he normally rings me, why?" Melanie smiled. "That's a question Kyra, I've told you there will be no need for questions. I will ask them, you will answer, got it?" Kyra's legs flew over her head, Melanie had flipped them swiftly, and then trapped her doubled up. The butt plug had been removed, and she started to smack Kyra's exposed gorgeously rounded ass. Kyra cried out, more in surprise than anything else, but the pain showed, her cheeks became bright red, and she could do nothing in the position she was in. It stopped as quickly as it started. When she looked through the tears she saw Melanie's head between her legs, she was peering at her over the bright red cheeks of her ass. "Got it now have you?" she smiled seductively at her. Kyra could only nod her lovely head. Then Melanie dipped her own head, and her mouth and tongue connected solidly with Kyra's pussy. Kyra yelped, squeaked, moaned and shuddered and shivered. Her feet waved about but she was wide open to Melanie's frontal pussy attack. She knew instinctively that she was going to cum quickly, her clit burst like a flower in the morning spring sun. Melanie felt her nipples and squeezed, Kyra came like a battering ram, her juice squirted wildly, it hit her in her face and covered her tits. Her legs became stiff rods of flesh, straight out over her head, her feet pointed away. She shot several loads of her own cum over her face and into her wide open and silently screaming mouth. Melanie drank from the blond furry cup, the blond triangle plant pot, her aroma and taste was heavenly, she sighed loudly. Kyra felt herself being lowered down, then she was in Melanie's arms, she was enveloped in black arms and legs, and consumed by Melanie's sleek black body, her kisses rained down, Kyra accepted them all. When 9pm was approaching Melanie told Kyra that she had to speak normally to her husband when he rang. As if her life was on its normal path, no hiccoughs, no problems. Kyra unhesitatingly agreed as it was the only thing she could do. Melanie advised her "that if things went haywire, then Tony would be told about today." She added, "Tony, your husband, would believe her and Mark because they had information, for example," she said, "the way you are in bed, the way you cum, the way you react when you are aroused and ready to cum, and the fact that he knew you were flirting with her husband in a very sexual manner. Again Kyra agreed, she saw the logic, and didn't think of her immediate future, but amazingly she suggested to Melanie. "That maybe I could mention him that you had called round to see me, and somehow we had ended up in bed together, and had the most amazing sex," and though she had never been with another woman, being with her, and her total black sensuality had driven her wild. Melanie was agog at her, she would never have thought that Kyra would consider such a thing, let alone even think of it. She rang her husband and told him, he immediately had said, 'go ahead, do it!' Kyra was untied and free for the forst time sine the morning, she and Melanie went into the shower, it was Melanie's second time, but she didn't care. Now she was going to have real one on one fun with the beautiful blond wife, and with the full approval of her husband, and she was betting now that Tony, Kyra's husband, would go along with it too. Suddenly the horizon, the future looked bright, 'this could lead to sharing between us all,' she thought gleefully, 'I wouldn't mind fucking Tony, but tied to the bed of course.' Kyra asked her what she giggled for; Melanie answered that by sinking her fingers into Kyra's red hot twat. Melanie kept her captive tied up all night, but she attended to her every need with complete loving care, she even remade the bed twice too, so comfort was around Kyra all the time. And Kyra got her very first taste of pussy. Melanie decided to make her have it, she lithely slid up Kyra, knees shiffling, Kyra suddenly relaised what was about to happen and pleaded with her captor to not do it. Melanie smiled her brightest smile again and nodded her head 'yeas.' She slid painfully slowly up Kyra's body until her slick pussy came to rest at Kyra's chin, she had been tweaking her nipples as she went, and Kyra was now in the unenviable position of finding everything Melanie did irresistible. Melanie had to force herself not to facially rape Kyra; she wanted so desperately just to flop her heated, juice slicked pussy over Kyra's face and enjoy herself. But she also knew that making her accept her pussy would, or should, lead to more entertainment, and voluntarily" Keeping her nipples uptight by rolling them from behind Melanie edged forward, Kyra could smell her love juice emanating from her, it wafted over her infiltrating her nostrils. She tried to deny the aroma, but failed. She looked at it, she had only ever seen her own, and the sight was almost hypnotic, the folds of skin went evenly from dark to pink, to bright pink, the nectar she was smelling glistened as she moved. Her eyes lifted and followed the pussy as it came slowly to her, she could feel the heat, the smell was over powering her. She thanked some unknown force, or God, that she was where she was, tied up and at the black beauties mercy above her. Kyra orgasmed, it forced her mouth open wide in a silent 'Ohhhh.' That was the moment for Melanie to complete her mission, she slipped the last few remaining inches up her, and let her pussy dangle and slightly rest over Kyra's mouth. Both sets of lips felt the other, pussy lips felt Kyra's mouth lips, Kyra kissed Melanie's, then her tongue poked out, the tip finding its way over the pink ones over her. Kyra didn't even know she was doing it, but Melanie did, she rejoiced in her mind at the final achievement of getting Kyra to do it all by herself without being forced, though Melanie would have gone down that road if necessary. Now she leaned forward putting her hands on the bed above Kyra's head, and so slowly lowered herself, Kyra got more and more pussy, her tongue went to work. Kyra entered an automatic mode she didn't know she had, she started to lick, then a little suck, she tilted her head backwards a little to better the angle. Her eyes lifted momentarily and looked up into Melanie's smiling happy face, which she couldn't stop beginning to contort with the pleasure Kyra was bringing her. Careful not to cover Kyra's nose she settled down fully, and Kyra went after her beautiful black lover. Melanie was beside herself, never in her life had she had such a woman as the one below her, and now the blond gorgeous wife was lashing her, and worshipping the black pussy Melanie had so fervently wished for. Melanie had always been able to keep herself in check while in bed with a female lover, but not this time, she was literally kicked by Kyra's tongue over the edge of the abyss of orgasmic bliss by her. Her knees scrunched around the beautiful blond head, her hands gripped handfuls of blond hair and her pussy convulsed and spasmed. Her five star nectar flowed like sweet wine into Kyra's waiting mouth, her body kicked and jumped as she came harder than she ever had. Kyra was in absolute wonder over what was happening, she had no idea that this was the culmination of a woman loving another woman. The hot creamy juice spewed into her mouth, and Kyra drank and sucked like a drowning person to get it all in her. Melanie was unaware of what was going on, she was gripped by such spasmodic climaxes, that her eyes dimmed, and her body lost all senses. When her eyes regained their focus she as staring at Kyra's cum soaked face, she was still licking, lashing and sucking at the pussy and clit above her. Melanie fell from her to the side, still in her kneeling position, she stared at Kyra, she had uncovered a twenty four carat diamond, gold of the highest quality. And she believed that Kyra had no inclination of what she had done to Melanie, how she had given her the best cum of her life, and all because of Mother Nature, Kyra was more than a natural; she was a world expert already. Melanie briefly thought of what it might be like if the roles were reversed, her tied up and at Kyra's mercy, she resolved to find out soon, very soon. When she had got herself together, she went after Kyra, she 69nd her, and while she loved feeling Kyra's tongue in her again, her pussy was still in bits, she attacked Kyra's, and it didn't take her long to bring the blond married beauty to the mountain top and throw her off it, with a humongous orgasm that broke her into pieces when she crash landed. Melanie made a decision, she had intended to keep her tied up all night and take her whenever she wanted, but she knew she wouldn't need to, she knew Kyra would want to be there, and give back as much as she could, she was that confident about her now. She took hold of her wrist and began to un do the knots, Kyra yanked herself away as best as she could, and said. "What are you doing Melanie?" "I'm untying you, I don't think I need to have you like this now, I know you have enjoyed our loving union so much, I think I can free you for tonight," she told her. Kyra gave her such a shock, by insisting that she didn't want to be freed, that being her captive, sex toy, fuck toy, slave, and used and abused by her, is what she wanted, at least for tonight? She pleaded softly, beseeching Melanie with her luscious eyes. She finished with. "Please Melanie, keep me like this, at least until the morning, please?" Kyra was so sincere Melanie couldn't stop the tears forming in her yes. She fell on Kyra and began a kissing and loving fest that went on for thirty minutes before they took breath and a break from it. "Melanie, do what you what with me, er," she hesitated, then nodding her lovely head, she gazed at the black strp on, "especially maybe with that?" The pout she gave Melanie settled it. She watched Melanie's feline graceful black body slip from the bed, pick it up, and keeping her eyes locked on her she fastened it. "You are in for it Kyra, I am going to do you so good you won't recover from it!" she told her forcefully, and the look on her face told Kyra that she meant every word. She recoiled in some fear, but her body didn't. She could almost hear the 'YES!' coming from it, her nipples went instantly to iron buds, and her pussy erupted. Melanie threw herself on her captive and rammed the dildo in her so hard Kyra screamed, but it didn't stop the onslaught. Melanie fucked her like she had never fucked a woman before, she was a power house, an unstoppable steam engine, soon orgasms followed orgasms as Kyra was ripped aprt by them. A Beautiful Flirty Blond Wife She opened her eyes and looked around her, her eyes met Melanie's, she was up on an elbow leaning over Kyra's dismembered body, she gave her a weak smile, and just lay there. Melanie aited several minutes then went to run the bath, she helped Kyra up and took her in, they settled in the hot soapy water, Kyra was sat between Melanie's long sleek wet legs, her back leaning onto her. Melanie washed her, caressed her, toyed with her aching nipples, fiddled with her battered pussy, and kissed her neck. They spent an inordinate amount of time in the bath before they got out, Melanie dried Kyra and herself off, then returned to bed. They kissed and loved each other good night. But Melanie wanted to know something first, "What do you think Tony will say when you tell him about this?" she kissed Kyra's neck. "I won't have any trouble with him Melanie, but I won't tell him everything though, not yet!" she added, meaning the bondage, how she had been taken and used. "And certainly not about Mark either," she looked to Melanie for confirmation. "I agree Kyra, maybe at a later date?" she enquired, already planning her seduction of Kyra's husband. And Kyra didn't know yet that Mark would be arriving to see them at around nine or ten in the morning. Melanie sent him a secret text, 'be as early as is reasonable darling, don't answer this.' She didn't want her phone to beep. Melanie stretched as she wakened, she looked at her beautiful blond partner and sighed a sigh of great happiness and contentment. She leand over and kissed Kyra awake, she glanced at the clock, eight twenty, she decided to warm Kyra up and hope Mark arrived at the most opportune moment. She started rubbing, stroking and caressing her blond lover, Kyra responded with moans, "Oh Melanie, I adore your skin, it's just so fabulously black, please get as close to me as you can, I love it, I love you, I love this!" she cried as finger found her pussy. Melanie took the cue, "so you know now that you love black do you hmmm?" she said, "You have been blacked Kyra, you know that don't you. Not only by me, but by Mark as well, you have had the best black cock there is in you. Tell me Kyra," she said and crushed both of her nipples severely, tell me how much you loved being a black person's lover." "Melanie, I agree with everything, black is fabulous, you are fabulous, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I'm so glad you took the action to tame me that you did. And as for Mark, well it was only the once wasn't it? But I did like it Melanie, I have to admit that to you," she told her. At that very moment Melanie's phone chirped, she picked it up and listened, then she said okay, "but we are still in bed." She put the phone down. Mark was already downstairs ready to come up. He knew now exactly what to do. Kyra asked if that had been Mark, she nodded her head yes, then started on her again, Kyra was in the throes of bliss, Melanie's lips were locked on to hers, her fingers playing havoc on her pussy and she was writhing under her. She felt the bed move at her side but thought nothing of it. Melanie pulled away, and said, "Good morning darling, she's all ready and waiting for you, I love you." Kyra had her mouth wide open but nothing came out of it, she watched in stunned amazement as Melanie just walked out of the door. Mark was naked already and laid at her side, he immediately set about Kyra, fingers working her nipples, he kissed her, she accepted it. She looked at him, she was gob smacked, then she saw the black destroyer looking up at her from his powerful loins. "Oh God no," she squeaked, as he lifted himself over the helpless blond married beauty, her hands held securely at her side she could only lay there for him. He kissed her again, and then Kyra felt the first prod, his black prick was seeking her out, the second one found iher, and once more he was in, a couple of inches disappeared, reappeared and sank in again. "Ugggggh, ohhhh, hmmm, argggh Oh Mark please.... please.... please.... then he forced himself right into the soft silk purse. Kyra could only lift her knees and admit him, her heels closed over his back. She looked up into dark fathomless eyes, the small smile, the white even teeth sat in the perfect face. The strength of him overwhelmed her, the powerful charismatic force that he was, drove her to him, accepting him totally. Then he fucked her, he beat her, and screwed her. And Kyra loved every second of it. She saw in her mind the thick black meat going in and out, slick with her love juices, his hairy black balls slapping against her ass as he pumped back and forth. He fucked her with such ferocity, but with it was love too, he was making love to her. She wept tears of mindless satisfaction, the thrill of the hot hard flesh within her, doing what God intended it to do, fornicate! Those tears mingled with tears of regret because she was loving being made love to like this. She knew she shouldn't feel like this, but she couldn't deny it, it was the best she had ever had, 'no one could be better than this,' she thought fleetingly. Her husband had never fucked in this manner, so ferociously gentle. Downstairs Melanie waited, she knew Mark could go on forever, but she had told him not to, she wanted Kyra to want more than she was being given, this meant him finishing her off too soon. She also started planning Tony, Kyra's husband, seduction to her, if she got him where she wanted him, there would be no way he would refuse, or even want to. Mark, seeing Kyra orgasm for the third or fourth time, he stopped trying to hold back, he grunted to let her know he was on his way. Kyra got the message, but wanted him to go on because she knew she could cum some more, but would be unable to without the black cock missile in her loving pussy. "Please Mark, not yet, I need to cum some more please wait?" Mark took no notice, he crammed his prick in as hard as he could and held himself there, and preventing Kyra from moving against him. She felt the swarming heat, and the pulsing of the hard flesh in her pussy as he shot his load once more. It made Kyra throb with desire, she came on him. He pumped her full of his potent black seed; he filled her so full, it swilled out of her tight pussy and on to the bed sheets. He loved her, whispered sweet nothings to her, told her loving endearments, assuring her she was the most glorious fuck he had ever had, but asked her not to tell his wife, he smiled and kissed her. The sighing sadly he got up, dressed, and left her lying there with his cum leaking out of her scattered and shattered pussy. He found Melanie and told her everything had gone better than the plan they had thought up. Melanie was delighted, she had also polished up her plan for Kyra's husband, and she was 100% sure it would work, he would have no chance in hell of not succumbing to her. She told Mark, who made one or two suggestions, but Melanie told him there was no need, "it will work darling, then we'll both have a fuck toy each, won't we?" she giggled. Mark grinned, and then said playfully petulantly, "but you'll have two Mel, you'll have him, and you'll have her." "And you'll have me too, so it's a no brainer honey," she said as she sat on his knee, "it'll be a win win all round, agreed?" He assured her he understood, then standing, he said he had better get on his way, and suggested that, "you had better go back to Kyra, she'll be feeling lonely," he told her. Melanie hurried up to her, and flew into the room, she dove on her hapless lover and kissed her into oblivion. Later she freed her, Kyra rubbed her wrists, she needed to talk, about her, Melanie, Mark, and of course Tony, and the new 'relationship' that had occurred between them. "Are you confident enough in me Kyra, to trust me that I can and will deliver to you all you have ever wanted, and all you have ever desired, knowingly, or unknowingly?" Kyra had no idea what she meant by that, but did tell her she trusted her, but the very last thing she wanted was to hurt Tony, and to damage her marriage, although that had been compromised big style. "Then Kyra, please don't ask me anything for now, I will show you the way, hopefully. But will you please run with me when I give you the lead, I know you don't get it yet, but you will. I promise, and I swear on all that is holy to me, I won't ever hurt you, or Tony okay?" Kyra agreed reluctantly, still not knowing what her new lover was up to. The following week, on the Saturday morning, Kyra got a call from Melanie; they had seen each other again socially, but not intimately. This had been deliberate on Melanie's part; she wanted to pique Kyra's interest. "Would it be possible Kyra for Tony to come over, I have a leak in the sink and Mark is away for the day at his mothers. I'm really stuck Kyra." "I'll ask him Melanie, he'll come over I'm sure," she replied, then whispered, "will I see you next week Melanie?" Melanie grinned, 'hook line and sinker, she's taken it all,' she told herself. "I can categorically guarantee it Kyra, Tuesday suit you, say nine o clock?" Kyra was happily satisfied, she was planning to make herself as good as she could possibly look for her. She sent her husband over, and when he knocked on the door he nearly fell over at the sight that greeted him. Melanie was stood there in the minutest of brilliant white miniskirts, it was so short, it barely covered her sweet soft shaven pussy. She wasn't wearing a bra, or panties. She had on white backless high heels and a man's ultra white shirt, the top five buttons were undone, it was tied at the waist in a bow. It showed of her shiny, silky satin smooth skin like it had never been. Long dangly gold earrings, her face made up to perfection, and her black wavy spiky hair looking like black gold. Tony stood there like a tailors dummy; she smiled her dazzlingly bright white toothed smile and huskily asked him in. She linked her arm into his and thanked do adoringly for coming over. Her perfume and beauty was assailing Tony, he was in lust, he too had never been unfaithful in his marriage. But Tony was about to be, he was being led like a lamb to slaughter. Melanie sat him at her kitchen table, she hoped he wouldn't pull it in so he could sit closer, he didn't. She held his attention simply by keeping eye contact with him. He was in awe, she was the complete opposite of his beautiful wife, blond and sleek, black and sleek, Kyra was utterly sexy to the utmost degree, and Melanie was too. Melanie's voice was soft, sultry, breathy and sexy, Tony felt his prick twitch, and Melanie caught the look in his eye. 'Easy meat Tony, you are so easy,' she murmured sexily in her head, 'you are mine already, you don't know it yet, but you are!' Melanie stepped around the table, swinging her fine hips, her long legs sliding around in the skimpy mini skirt. Tony watched mesmerised, and then Melanie simply swung a long leg over his and sat down in his lap facing him. Tony stuttered and stammered, but never moved, he didn't know what to do, he was in shock. And Melanie felt his hard on pressing into her ass. She slid her arms around his neck, leaned in and breathed over him, her sweet breath was an aphrodisiac. "Do you find me attractive Tony, do you think I'm sexy. I have seen you looking at me; I can tell you want me, you do don't you?" She moved her ass on his growing prick. If Tony had been able to have thought of a way to escape it was too late now. Melanie kissed him, "Mark is away all day Tony, no one knows you are here except me, you, and Kyra, but she at home, we are here alone," she whispered throatily in his ear, then ate it. Tony struggled to get his breath, he had a full hard on that was going to be impossible to deny. Melanie leaned away and slowly undid more buttons on her shirt. "You want to see what I have in here Tony hmmm, they are yours baby, want to look?" her eye brow arched sexily, and she pulled the shirt agonisingly slowly open. He was staring at the most perfect mammary's he had ever seen, they were better than Kyra's wonderful tits. His eyes, and prick, took them in, obviously firm, proud and her thick dark nipples were seemingly pointing at him. They were at least ¾ of an inch long, and a good ½ and inch wide, crinkly and so inviting. He suddenly found that one was in his mouth, he had bent his head and sucked on one, he was like a child feeding from it's mother, hungrily and thirstily. Melanie cradled his head, she kissed him, 'gotcha Tony, gotcha,' she gloated happily to herself. While he was busy nursing her breasts, she undid his shirt, pulled it open and raked her nails across the flat muscular chest, he groaned around her nipple as he sucked on it. Next, she undid the belt of his trousers, unzipping him, and pushing them down as far as she could. Inverting her hand she slipped it in, slightly lifted her ass, and grabbed his cock. The moan from him confirmed to her, her victory. Getting him from here to her bed was now a foregone conclusion. She squeezed and tugged his reasonably impressive prick. Tony gave out more moans and groans of surrender to the delicious black beauty sat in his lap. He lifted his head in a daze and looked her, his hands seeking out the fabulous tits offered to him. Melanie kissed him as passionately as she could, letting him know she wanted him just as badly too. "Come on Tony, let's get comfortable shall we?" She rose, stepped off him and took his hand, and then pulled him after her, it took neither of them any time at all to get to her bedroom, where he launched himself on her, as if afraid it was all a dream. In fact it had been a dream from the first day he had seen her, but that's all it would ever be, he knew there would be no chance of acting upon it. But now his dream was reality, she had seduced and taken him to her bed, and he was as happy about it as he could be. And what she had said to herself was more true than he could ever have imagined, it had been so easy for her, she hadb hooked him, cooked him, and was now about to devour him, and Tony couldn't wait for it, or her. Melanie laughed like a girl when he tried to jump her, she fought him off, he gave in easily again, she had it, it was her call. She undressed him, she took her time, teased him mercilessly so that when she did what she wanted to do, then Tony would want it more than her. Then she told him, she was lying, that she wanted him to be wrist tied, so there would be no bother of any sort. Tony hadn't a clue what she was on about, but readily agreed when she reached into a drawer and pulled out readymade loops. In a moment he was hands above head and willingly at her mercy, He watched in complete aroused amazement as she stripped before him, twirling, standing on tip toe, pirouetting, bending shapely knees. Then she was kneeling at his side, Tony was more desperate than he had ever known to be touched, and fondled by this black beauty who had hog tied his mind. He could see the absolute difference between her and Kyra, but at the moment all he wanted was for Melanie to do her worst, he wanted her so badly enough it cut him in two. His cock in her capable hands she worked him, asking him, "am I doing it right baby, hmmm?" He was humping his hips at her hand as it moved languidly up and down. Melanie kept stopping much to Tony's consternation, he wanted to cum, she wasn't about to let him, not until she had fulfilled herself. She wanted him in her just as badly as he did, but she had more control than he, he was after all, she told herself, 'just a horny man.' Meanwhile at Tony's house Mark had arrived about 10 minutes after Tony had left, assuring Kyra, that Melanie had things way under control and not to worry. He took Kyra's hand, and under his arm he had a lap top computer and leads, she allowed him to drag her upstairs. There he opened their PC, connected the leads from his to theirs, from here to there. Then unknown to Kyra he dialled his home computer, which had the web cam focussed on their bed. He was just in time to tell Kyra to sit and watch, what she saw made her fall backwards on to her bed. There on the screen was her husband being tied to their bed by Melanie. She was so shocked and stunned she had no way of protesting. Mark stood back and stripped off, Melanie's script was on for an Oscar. Kyra's eyes were glued to the screen, she saw her husband's face, and she knew that look, he was as excited as he had ever been, and why not! Mark helped to sit Kyra up, she hadn't noticed him getting undressed and was now naked behind her. All she saw was Melanie kneeling by Tony's side and jacking him off, stopping every now and again, she knew why! Mark slid in behind the beautiful blond wife, he knew for certain that very soon he would be balls deep in her once more. Kyra sat immobile as she watched her friend tease her captive husband, her nipple grew to unheard of proportions, they hardened to bullet like tips. Her pussy throbbed and charged with electricity buzzed her body. Watching Melanie do to Tony what she had done to her excited her beyond belief. Then she saw Melanie lift herself over him, his rock hard cock in a hand, she rose above him, and Kyra saw her mouth the words, 'ready for me baby, tell me you want me to screw you now!' She also saw her husband's response; it was a wild lunge up from his hips, the words formed on his lips. 'YES YES YES, Please Melanie YES!' He was shouting Kyra could tell. The look on his face was manic; he was more desperate than she had ever seen him. Melanie sank down on him, Tony thrashed about but she made him behave simply by going with him and negating all his efforts to fuck he from underneath. She was exerting her control, she reached behind and squeezed his balls, she saw her say to him. 'Keep still or you'll be sorry.' Tony stayed still. Now Melanie went on her way, slowly grinding her gorgeous black ass on him, her pussy feeling all of him. Her beautiful full topped tits swaying as she did. Tony tried to reach them with his mouth, Melanie smiled at his failure. Her hands on his chest, she gripped him with her nails, Kyra saw the pressure, she saw Tony moan in anguished arousal. Behind her Mark had collected her tits, and was squashing, and rolling her own nipples Kyra's own arousal grew astronomically, she suddenly became aware of something hard sticking into her back. She looked down momentarily and saw Marks black skinned hands mauling her breasts and ruining her nipples, it was fabulous. She reached behind herself and felt for his magnificent cock to hold and cherish it. 'There is only one place that is going to go,' she told herself almost deliriously, 'in me!' She continued to watch her beautiful black lover demolish her husband, she was riding him now, and Tony was in absolute heaven, he was going to cum very soon. She saw Melanie cum, she knew her now, her ways, she came very hard on her husband, then Tony came in a muted roar on the screen. Melanie then turned to the camera; she winked, and blew a kiss. Then she returned to the prone Tony. Mark now set about Kyra and this time, he was to have his way, he was going to fuck her, and make love to her in all of her three holes, used or not, after today, it would be a prerequisite. He ripped Kyra's clothes away, ripped them to shreds and threw her down. "Now," he said, "this time it's my turn, get ready to be fucked and screwed Kyra." She tried to scramble away, she knew there were no prisoners to be taken, only surrender, and there was only one possible outcome as to whom would be surrendering, her! She gave in immediately his prick touched her pussy. "Oh Mark, please Mark, do me, do what you want. Go right ahead, I'm with you, yours Mark, yours." He smiled at her thinking, 'that's a good job then, because you already were.' He drove into her without further preamble and began to fuck her in a way that she never knew existed, he rammed her, humped her, bounced her. He hickied her neck, shoulders and her breasts, she didn't care. He had her, she was his for as long as he wanted, of that there was no doubt. A Beautiful Flirty Blond Wife In the day Kyra sucked his gorgeous weapon, and got her ass fucked by Marks black ass master. She had had it there before but only a couple of times, Mark told her she would be ready for him whenever he called her to be, she nodded her head. In Melanie's house Tony was more or less undergoing a similar treatment; she butt plugged him, fucked him, sat on his face and trained him. When she had finished with him, she untied him and loved him to death, telling him he was the greatest lover she had ever had, she loved his wife, they were solid lovers too. Tony nodded and said he knew. When it was time for him to go, she whispered into his mouth as she kissed him goodbye. "There is a DVD waiting for you in your garage on the shelf, watch it with Kyra please, will you do that for me darling?" She hoped that Mark had recorded it all and downloaded it and left it where they had agreed, he had! Tony nodded his head; he was already of a mind to do whatever she told him to do. Both Kyra and Tony were in for one hell of a shock, she thought, but Melanie was 99% sure they would get over it, and they would become a loving foursome.