24 comments/ 117427 views/ 46 favorites The Conversion of Maria By: Sciaroni This is the story of a man who forces the love of his life to broaden her sexual horizons. It is fictional, but inspired by real events. Here you will find the first chapter, if there's enough interest I might present two more parts. I've translated it into English from my native language, my apologies in advance for any linguistic errors or flaws. Enjoy reading. Chapter 1: The Deception It was a cold winter day, a mere 25 degrees, and the wind made it seem even colder. My train had arrived to the station of Antwerp ten minutes before hers. I walked into the small supermarket in the station hall to get a coffee. As usual when something extraordinary was about to happen, I could feel my heart beating in my chest. I walked back into the hall with my coffee when I saw arriving travelers start to appear above the stairs from platform 12. I kept looking upwards, scanning the faces of the people who came down the stairs. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Maria. Her eyes were still searching, but they found mine quickly. She smiled. We hadn't seen each other for almost two weeks, even though we spoke on the phone daily. I kept looking into her eyes as she descended and reached the hall. I took a few steps forward, she quickly walked towards me. Without speaking she flew into my arms, I pressed my nose into her dark curls. She smelled sweet, feminine. Maria and I met in the summer of 2008 on a Greek island where I was having a holiday with friends after graduating from college. When I saw her dancing in a club it was love at first sight. She was only 5'2 and slim, but had a feminine body, a tight but curvy ass and round breasts. She had black curly hair, beautiful brown eyes and a light tan. Her face was narrow and friendly, fitting her figure. Every sane man would consider her an attractive lady, but the effect she had on me was stronger than that. She had something unique, something that touched me every time I saw her. Maria was of Greek descent but had lived in Belgium with her family all her life. She was raised very protective, moving out or staying over at boys' places before marriage was not allowed. The last three days of my holiday in Greece we spend every moment we could together, whenever she could get away from her family with an excuse. When the moment came I had to go home we both knew it wouldn't end there. I was still living in Amsterdam with my parents at the time, a 3 hour trip from where she lived. A week after I returned home she was standing in front of my door when I had the house to myself for a day. For hours we laid in each other's arms, hoping time would stand still. She had her own car and visited me every single Thursday after that. As months went by our love grew stronger and stronger. Hand in hand we walked down the big street that lead to the centre. Antwerp is not huge, it has a few hundred thousands of inhabitants. The city has its charm, but we could have chosen any other city of similar size. We had chosen it purely for its convenient location. Maria had looked up the route to the hotel where we had booked a room. She was wearing a stylish black winter coat, tight dark blue jeans and black boots with high heels. I could see she was as cold as I was, but it couldn't ruin the great mood we were both in. Having longer legs I walked faster than she did, I had to keep slowing my pace to stay next to her tapping heels. After a fifteen minute walk through the centre we arrived to a small but nice hotel. Maria did the talking, the lady behind the desk gave us the key to room number 14 on the second floor. Maria was 23 years old when I met her, one year older than me. She had never slept with anyone before. Her parents and brothers had been strict for her, and besides that she was picky herself. Still, our desire was too strong. I wasn't very experienced yet myself. Together we spend hours exploring each other's bodies. After three months she lost her virginity to me in my single bed in my parental home. She was very tight, but also soaking wet from excitement. After five heavenly minutes I came hard. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my forehead. Since that first time we spend every day we were together either in my bed or in a hotel in a random city. Maria changed from an inexperienced virgin into a skillful active lover. We tried every position we could think of. Doggy style was my favorite, hers laying on her back legs up. Every Thursday she surprised me with different sexy lingerie, from straps to tiger print. She had more stamina than I did, she would want to make love for hours if she could. On a good day I would be able to last for two or three sessions of ten minutes. I noticed she enjoyed, however she rarely reached an orgasm while having sex with me. I am of average size, about 5,5 inches. She teased me sometimes, making playful comments about wanting to try a really well endowed man. She had heard black men had the biggest ones. I reacted irritated, but comments like that would make my dick rock hard. I knew she didn't mean it, but noticing it turned me on, she kept doing it anyway. The thought of my sweet beautiful girlfriend taking on a big dominant black man started to turn me on more and more. When we didn't see each other for a few days. I would masturbate to interracial porn and think of my Maria. I put my bag down on the small table besides the hotel bed. Maria walked into the bathroom. After three minutes she walked back into the room, a tight black top showed her beautiful slim figure. She sat down next to me on the bed and smiled. We had agreed I would take control today. I took her hands and pushed her upper body backwards until she was laying down on the bed on her back. I laid on top of her, my tall heavy body resting on her petite one. I held her arms above her head and kissed her. First softly, then with tongue, breaking the kisses for short moments. I kept kissing her like that for ten minutes, meanwhile stripping her down to her lingerie. She was wearing a small thong and bra, leopard print. I got up and walked to the stereo. I had specifically checked the hotel website for having stereo in the rooms. I got a cd from my bag and put it on loudly. Music that wouldn't be out of place in a strip club filled the room. Maria was sitting up straight again, her eyes had sparks in them. I grabbed my bag and got two pieces of rope and a blindfold out. I walked to the bed and put one knee besides Maria. I held her dark hair up and put the blindfold in front of her eyes, tying it firmly behind the back of her head. I waived my hand in front of her face to make sure she really couldn't see anything. Role-playing as we had agreed I grabbed her arms roughly and pulled her further onto the bed. One by one I wrapped the rope around her wrists, tying them to the bed with her arms up. I realized I had forgotten to bring something for her mouth. I removed a small sheet from one of the pillows and pulled it tight. I kissed Maria, then put the sheet between her lips and bound it behind her neck. I got up from the bed and looked at her. She was lying there helplessly, her beautiful tight body ready, not being able to see, speak or get up. When we had been together for a year my fantasies reached an extreme level. Even though it was so strongly conflicting with my normal values, I didn't try to resist anymore. I started going online, visiting American chat sites visited by a lot of black men. Most of them were morons claiming to have a 15 inch dick. After two weeks however I started talking to an African American guy from Washington named Steve. He worked as a college professor, I could tell he was way more intelligent than the other guys I'd spoken to. I told him I was in a relationship with a girl who wanted a new sexual experience. Steve understood, he had seen and experienced situations like this before, though usually with older couples. He was in his thirties himself. Steve told me the stereotype about black men usually wasn't false. He showed me pics of his very thick 10 inch black cock. I was still in doubt, hating myself for doing this. Still during our third conversation I showed him pics of Maria. He was very impressed and returned me pics of him stroking his huge dick to her. We started talking more and more, I told Steve Maria was very curious about him also. The idea caught him, he told me he couldn't think of anything better than meeting her in real life. After a few months he told me he would be Germany a few days for work. He would love to travel to Belgium for a day to meet us. I looked at my watch, five minutes to two. The music was still playing loud, but I tried to be quiet anyway as I left the hotel room. The lobby was empty, I walked outside and turned left around the corner. About two hundred meters ahead was the little square of which I had given Steve the address. Two minutes to two, I was early. I felt my heart beating harder than ever. After five minutes of waiting I spotted him. He was about 6'2, same height as me, with broad shoulders. He was wearing a stylish grey suit. Smiling widely he shook my hand and apologized for being late, he had had to search for a bit. He noticed I was nervous, told me that was completely normal. Walking with a quick pace I led him to the hotel. I told him Maria was ready, as we had agreed. I would let him in the room and take a seat in the chair in front of the bed, the rest was up to him. He was calm, told me he was looking forward to this a lot. My hands were shaking as I unlocked and opened the door of our room. The music was still playing loud, Maria was laying there in the same helpless position. I entered the room first, walked towards the bed and looked at Steve's reaction. His eyes widened when he looked at Maria. Even though I couldn't hear what he said I could see his lips form the word "damn". For a moment he seemed to have forgotten I was there, then he smiled at me and pointed towards the chair. I obeyed, took off my coat and sat down. Steve took off his jacket and looked at my helpless girlfriend again, his eyes filled with desire. He stepped closer, bend over and softly caressed Maria's bare foot. She moved her leg and smiled, for as much as was possible with the sheet in her mouth. Steve's big black hand moved up her leg, then slowly over her thong and stomach. He climbed on top of the bed and put both his large hands on her breasts, softly massaging them through the silk of her bra. He softly pinched both of her nipples. I could see them getting harder with every movement Steve made. At this point my dick was even harder though, I had to be careful not to faint from excitement. Steve's hands reached underneath Maria's back, easily opened her bra and pulled it off. Eagerly he massaged her naked round firm breasts, bringing his head closer and taking her nipples in his mouth one by one. His left hand was going down, rubbing the front of her thong. Maria was moving along willingly, grinding his hand with her lower body. I wondered at which point she would realize it wasn't me but a strange man sitting beside her on the bed. Steve now started to kiss Maria's neck, his tongue was going up and down as if she tasted of honey. His hand was inside her thong, rubbing her probably soaking wet pussy. He got up for a moment, looked down on Maria's face and kissed her lips. I saw her respond, Steve's lips were a lot thicker than mine, she would be able to feel this now. I saw her eyebrows move. She tried to speak, but she could only let out a mute sound. Steve licked her lips, trying to kiss her intensely. He started to unbutton his shirt, undressing himself slowly. Like me he obviously worked out often. When he only had his boxers left on he got up and turned around, as if he wanted me to get a full view of what was happening. Slowly he pulled his black boxers down, over the big bulge. Then he released it, even more impressive than it had looked on the pictures. Like a black steel pole his 10 inch negro cock was standing up. Steve saw me looking, a mean grin appeared on his face. He turned back to Maria and hooked his fingers around her thong. Slowly he pulled it down. She was all shaven, as always. Steve stared down at her bare pussy, caressing it as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Then he spread her legs and put his knees on their inside. With one hand he held the back of Maria's head, with the other he grabbed his dick and lead it towards her pussy. I had told Steve she was on the pill, condoms weren't necessary. I looked at them fascinated as he rubbed the head of his black dick against her clit. For a moment he kept rubbing it up and down, making it wet with her juices, then he moved his monster down. From the back I saw how Steve's enormous black dick entered my beautiful tight girlfriend. Maria's pussy, which had only known my modest dick up until now, was being stretched out by the big newcomer. Slowly Steve pushed until he was halfway inside. I heard Maria trying to scream. She had to know now it wasn't me on top of her, penetrating her pussy. Steve, thinking she knew all that was going on, kept going without mercy. Maria's legs were shaking and kicking wildly as he entered her inch by inch. I saw how the lips of her pussy clinched onto the big black shaft. When he was almost entirely inside her Steve trusted hard, so that he was inside her balls deep. Despite of the sheet in her mouth I could hear Maria moan loud now, louder than the music even. Her feet were shaking as if she was getting electric shocks. A 10 inch large black dick was filling the tight pussy of my girlfriend completely now. I hated myself, but my lust was stronger. Steve was enjoying every second of it. Slowly he pulled back, inch by inch, until only the head was still inside, then he penetrated again. Slowly until he was in all the way, then again pulling back. Maria's lower body was moving up and down wildly, trying to be able to take it. Steve kept going up and down, every time a little faster. Softly he was trusting his entire 10 inches in and out of her. The black shaft was shining with Maria's juices. Steve shoved his big hands underneath her, grabbing her by the ass. Apparently he thought she had had enough time to get used now. He started to fuck hard. He moved in and out of her tight pussy with rhythm. Maria was laying still now, but still her muted moans were sounding with every movement Steve made. He was going harder again. I turned the music down a bit and heard the sounds of his body banging into hers. He kissed her neck wildly. Maria seemed to have almost disappeared underneath his big black body. He was fucking her hard now, as if he wanted to break through the bed. He lifted his upper body up and he grabbed her by the neck. I was stroking my dick hard. Steve was dominating us both. With his free hand he grabbed the blindfold and pulled it off Maria's face. I could see her brown eyes looking around, she appeared to be in shock. Even still, I saw her eyes shining like they always did when she was turned on. Steve was supporting himself with his hands on her arms and kept trusting into her hard. I saw her breasts jiggle up and down. Steve was licking them eagerly. All of a sudden I saw Maria's lower body moving along with the trusts. Moving in circles she was receiving every stroke of the big black dick. I saw her toes curl, her moans becoming louder. She looked at me as she reached an intense orgasm. Steve turned over his shoulder to look at me as well. That evil grin again. He wasn't finished yet. For a moment he stopped until the shocks of Maria's orgasm had finished. Then he pulled his dick out of her. I saw a large wet stain on the bed. He didn't waste any time, moved besides her head and started to turn her wrists inside the knots of the ropes. His big dark dick was smacking against Maria's cheeks as he did this, almost covering her entire face. She was looking at me still, her eyes filled with confusion. Steve grabbed her waist and lifted her entire body around, putting her on her knees in doggy style position, the ropes pulling her arms forward. Quickly he got behind her, grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them. Without using his hands he pushed his cock inside her again from the back. This time she didn't get a moment to get used to it. He started to trust hard. With his left hand he took her long brown hair and pulled it back in a ponytail. With his right he grabbed her ass, then gave a hard smack on it, and again, and again. Like a machine he started to bang into her. I could see his cum filled balls slap against her clit with every trust. Maria's moans grew louder and louder. Her body almost fell forward from Steve's hard penetration, but he held her up roughly by her hair. I walked over to the side of the bed. She had tears in her eyes, I could see the intensity on her beautiful face. Steve was trusting in and out of her like a man possessed. Maria looked at me as she, this time with more control, started to meet Steve's trusts with her body. Her ass was meeting his stomach, grinding it when he paused for a moment. He grabbed both her ass cheeks firmly, his black hands almost covering her round tight ass completely, and started to fuck her again with long trusts. I saw her body start to shake again. I couldn't control myself anymore, I started to stroke my dick fast next to the bed. Steve was grasping for breath. The music had stopped, the moaning and banging of his body into hers filled up the room entirely. With hard long strokes Steve, Maria and I reached an orgasm simultaneously. Exhausted Maria fell down on her stomach with Steve on top of her, his dick and his cum still all the way inside her. Maria's eyes were closed, she seemed to be in a trance. I fell down backwards on the chair, not being able to believe what had just happened. The Conversion of Maria Ch. 02 Five months had passed since the weekend in Antwerp. After Steve had left the hotel room, Maria's initial paralyzed apathy had soon been replaced by pure rage. Her judgment was swift, she didn't ever want to see me again. After what I did all the trust between us was gone for good. She told me she would press charges if I ever dared showing my face around her again. I hadn't heard from her since that day. After the warning I didn't try to see her again, but I did send her letters and text messages trying to explain my motives. All of them were left unanswered. It was hard to say which was stronger, the self hatred I felt for letting it come this far, or the hotness of the memory of that day. Every single evening still I thought back of how my now ex girlfriend was taken by a hung black stranger in front of my own eyes, and of how I had seen it make her reach multiple intense climaxes. I wanted Maria back in my life so bad. But even more, I wanted to relive the experience I had forced upon her. The more time passed, the longer she ignored me, the stronger the thought grew that I had nothing more to lose anyway. It was a week after my last unanswered letter to her when I took the decision. She had physically enjoyed it then, and she would again. I was less held back than the first time. I sought out three sexy pictures of Maria and started to visit black chat sites again. I didn't have to wait long, soon I started talking to Alex, a black man from London who worked as a male stripper. He told me he had sex with female customers after shows all the time. I took his word for it, his muscular jacked body looked impressive. He told me he had a tour planned with his team in Belgium the next month. He was used to attractive women, but Maria's pictures did something to him, as she did to almost any man. I told him Maria was a good friend and fuckbuddy of mine, and that I was the only one who knew about her fantasies about black men. I wanted to surprise her by letting an athletic black man seduce her. Alex was down with it all, he had enough self-confidence to approach her by himself. We exchanged numbers, he would be in the area in 3 weeks. As agreed he texted me where his hotel was exactly 3 weeks later. I still hadn't heard anything from Maria. Having been together for years, I still knew her daily rhythm though. She locked up the store where she worked in Brussels around 7:00 pm each evening. Alex agreed to meet at the central station at 6:30 pm. It was twenty minutes from the place he was staying, and one and a half hour from mine. My jeans felt tight as hell on the way there. I held a newspaper in front of me to hide my excitement from the other travelers. I walked into the station hall with my heart pounding inside my chest, I was ten minutes early. At 6:30 exactly, Alex entered. His tight white shirt showed off his very athletic physique. My eyes weren't the only ones looking at him. He was very relaxed, he smiled as he shook my hand. We stood there for a minute and exchanged formalities. Then we slowly started walking towards the store in which Maria worked. It was a Tuesday, there weren't many people out on the streets. We spoke of Maria, and of the role I had in mind for myself. When we were only 30 more meters away, I pointed out the store to him. From a distance I recognized Maria's figure between the few people still shopping. Alex shook my hand again. "Good luck," I told him as he walked on without me. Alex comfortably walked through the store while looking at the clothes without taking or trying any. Maria had glanced at him and greeted when he entered. She was wearing leather boots with high heels, blue tight jeans and a green top, casually showing off her slender but feminine figure. She wore her dark curls untied. Alex had only smiled and nodded at her. She looked even more interesting than on the pictures that dumbass had shown him. Alex knew there weren't many black men living here, especially not black men looking as good as he did. When he had made a round through the store he stood still in front of the line of clothes next to the entrance. He looked over his shoulder, the last two other customers where leaving the store. Maria was the only one left working. She walked towards him. "Can I help you sir? It's about closing time." Alex looked at her as if he saw her for the first time and smiled. "I can think of some things you could help me with, beautiful."' Maria smiled back politely. She was used to this sort of flirts, but not coming from this type of man. "You mean with sizes or the different brands?" "You could say that. I love trying different brands. Only where I come from, we have much bigger sizes for males," Alex answered without blinking his eyes. It was unclear if Maria had understood the double meaning of his comment. "Okay well, if you see anything you like let me know." " I see something I like very much right now," Alex said while looking into Maria's eyes. The meaning of these words couldn't have been lost on her. He saw her eyes unwillingly go lower to his broad upper body. She laughed nervously and walked back into the store as he kept looking at her. I knew the neighborhood fairly well, having picked up Maria from work countless of times. From a porch at safe distance I watched as Alex entered the store and started talking to Maria after a few minutes. The conversation seemed to have ended as she walked away from him, and for a minute I believed his attempt had failed. Then he walked after her, to a part of the store that was out of view from the outside. Minutes went by without either of them coming back into sight. The alleyway besides the store was empty. I wondered what to do, could he have been successful already? I decided to take my chances and walked into the alley, around the building. Behind the store was an old church, surrounded by a small green garden. The church was closed, I walked through the fence of the garden and went around the left corner of the building. I could now see the upper side of the building, a brick wall was standing in front of the lower side where the store was. I knew there was a small garden there as well where people could smoke. Between the store and the garden was a small lounge for the staff. I had barely worked out since our breakup, but still I easily managed to pull myself up and lift my leg over the brick wall. I let my other leg follow and pushed myself off into the garden. "AAAH!" A shock went through my body when I heard the scream coming from inside the building. Being muted by the window, it must have been ever louder inside. I quickly dropped down behind an old wooden picnic table standing on its side right behind me. With my back against the bottom of the table, I grasped for breath, waiting for the moment the person who had seen me would come out. When ten seconds went by and nobody came, I carefully turned my head. When I could finally catch my breath, I suddenly heard the yell was being followed by consequent loud moans. I turned my head further, but didn't dare to get up. The wooden table was made up by planks with gaps between them. I twisted my knees and put my fingers between them, then pulled my eyes to a gap so I could peek through and see what was going on behind me. The big clear window at the back of the building gave a perfect view of the lounge area. Despite the tension, I immediately felt my dick harden from the image I saw. Maria was standing towards the window bend over forward, her hands supporting on the couch facing the room. Her dark curls were being pulled back by a big black hand. Behind her the muscular body of Alex was moving up and down hard. With every thrust he gave Maria's breasts jiggled forwards, her head almost hit the window. Clothes were piled up behind the wildly fucking pair. Her mouth was opened, the loud moans were coming by the second. As if I were in a trance my hand slid down my pants and freed my raging hard on. My heart was pounding inside my chest as I saw my dream scenario come to life. Alex now grabbed Maria by the wrists and pulled her arms behind her back. Her head was leaning on the back of the couch, her tight round asscheeks were up behind her. Alex gave them hard smacks with his free hand. As his penetration became deeper and faster, I saw her reach an intense, loud climax. Was it the first? For a moment Alex paused and let her recover. Then he took himself out of her, but held on to one of her wrists. He pulled her up, put her arm around his neck, grabbed her ass with his strong black hands and lifted her up. I could see his big hard black pole sliding back into her opened pussy. Alex stepped onto the couch and pushed Maria's backside against the window. He started banging into her hard, for a moment I feared they would break through the window. Her asscheeks were being squashed against the window as he kept thrusting hard. After a few minutes, he stopped again and got off the couch, lifting Maria along on his dick. He turned around and let her weight lean on only one arm, as he turned the key still inside the door which lead to the store with his other hand. He seemed to yell something, and instantly the door was opened from the other side. Two other big black men came walking into the room, shutting the door behind them. Maria looked up in panic, I saw her scream something while she pushed herself off Alex. He let her slide off his dick down onto the floor but didn't let go of her. He smiled and said something back to her. Maria tried to move towards the door, but the other two black men stepped right in front of her. They were both as muscular and nearly as tall as Alex. One was shaven bald, the other had long dreadlocks. The bald one stepped towards Maria, grabbed her shoulder and started kissing her neck. I remembered how she used to love having her neck kissed. The one with the dreads gave a hard smack on her ass, but before she could even protest his bald friend entered her mouth with his tongue. The other lowered his pants and took his semi hard dick out. It appeared to be at least 8 or 9 inches long from where I was standing. He gently slapped it against Maria's ass a couple of times while the bald one kept kissing her passionately. It almost seemed to me like she was kissing him back now. Alex was looking in approval as the dreads guy took Maria along to the couch, pulled her on top of him and spread her legs. From behind I saw how he put his hard big black dick against her pussy and entered it. It went easier than it normally would've, thanks to Alex' work. The bald one was undressing as well, his body looked even stronger than Alex's. As his friend was forcing Maria to ride him with his hands on her ass, him and Alex both positioned themselves next to them standing onto the couch, their big black dicks right next to Maria's face. They grabbed her curls and forced her to open her mouth. Showing no mercy they took turns in fucking her mouth. I saw tears coming up in her eyes from their deep thrusts. It went on like this for a few minutes, then the bald black man stepped off the couch and moved behind the dreads guy and Maria. His friend knew what to do. He grabbed both her ass cheeks with either hand and spread them. When Maria felt a second big black dick entering her asshole, she screamed so loud I was afraid the entire city would hear it. She tried to get away, her arms moving wildly, but Alex grabbed her wrists and forced his dick back in her mouth. Maria and me had tried anal sex a couple of times, but even with my modest size it took a lot of effort. Now she was taking a big dark dick in there, while her pussy was already occupied by another. As her ass was being penetrated deeper and deeper, I could hear her muted moans even outside. The dreads guy held Maria still on his dick until his friend was all the way inside her ass, then he started fucking again. Both moved with the same rhythm, they retreated almost all the way, then thrust back in hard at the same time. From behind I could see the beautiful ass of my ex being penetrated by two big black dicks from both sides, as Alex was smiling and fucking her mouth. They didn't show any mercy, they were fucking her hard in every hole. She was in between the three black men like a piece of meat, merely existing for their lust. I saw her feet shaking, and I knew she was having another intense orgasm. Then, after ten minutes or so, the men couldn't hold it back anymore either. Like a perfect team, all three of them started fucking faster, sandwiched Maria like the juiciest piece of chicken. With powerful last thrusts, the three black men filled up Maria's mouth, pussy and ass with their seed. Exhausted, they finally relaxed as they stayed inside her. After 30 minutes of self-control, I shot a huge load of my own seed against the picnic table. For what seemed like an hour I kept sitting there, ultimately satisfied. Then I turned around to peek through the gap again. The three black men had stood up and had pulled Maria up as well. One by one they gave her a long passionate kiss and smacks on her ass. Then they took their clothes and walked out laughing. Maria collapsed onto the couch, still gasping for air. For a moment I kept looking at her. She showed no emotion, didn't seem to realize what had just happened. As quiet as I could, I lifted myself up and climbed back over the wall, out of the garden. The Conversion of Maria Ch. 03 I felt the sweat dripping of my back as my eyes were searching the bags that appeared on the carousel in the crowded hall. The majority of the other passengers was gone already, like always the airport workers seemed to save my luggage for last. It was my second time in Portugal, I had visited once before in my youth for a football tournament. That had been in springtime, and not as warm as now in mid July. I decided I would slip into my swimming shorts and flipflops as soon as I'd reach the hotel room. Just as I turned to look over my shoulder Maria came walking back with her pink suitcase and a diet coke. "Pay attention, there's your suitcase already!" The week after that day at Maria's work I had tried not to think of her anymore. I had surpassed all levels of shame. My first deception had been most dubious, but with this second derailed action I had no doubt crossed all moral boundaries. My attempts to forget were futile. Every night when I got home I redeemed myself of a raging hard on by masturbating while thinking of how Maria was taken by those black beasts. Exactly two weeks after that day she texted me. I hadn't heard from her directly for over five months. "How are you?" We actually started talking again, only superficial at first. After two days she asked me to come by. I was stunned. She hadn't uttered a word about what happened in Antwerp or at her work. Overcoming all logic, she took me back, and our relationship continued as if nothing had happened. My sins were left unspoken. The air-conditioning of the bus brought me some relief as we were brought to our hotel past the Portuguese coastline. We had been (back) together for four months. Maria was in a good mood, her hand was resting on my leg while her other pointed out the pretty white houses near the beach or hilltops. She was the one who had booked the holiday, a four star hotel in a midsized beach town in the Algarve. Our room turned out to be simple but spacious, with besides a bedroom a large bathroom and balcony. Before we knew, ten days in Portugal had passed. We would spend the mornings relaxing by the pool or on the beach, while we would take our rented car to see the town and surroundings and enjoy the local seafood in the many restaurants in the evenings. Sex had actually improved since we got back together. I would secretly still fantasize about the events of months before, the ultimate aphrodisiac for me. Maria had become more passionate, more willing to try things. Even though she didn't let me notice, I could tell she was able to take a lot more than I would give her both size and stamina wise. Only when I gave her oral pleasure was she able to reach her climax. Of course I knew why, but we never spoke a word of it and enjoyed what we gave each other. We had four days left in Portugal when while having dinner in a restaurant, Maria suggested to go out dancing instead of heading back to the hotel straight away. She was wearing a tight cocktail dress with a leopard print, and had her hair tied up. Her cleavage didn't show much, but the shortness of her dress and high heels easily compensated for that. It accentuated her slim but curvy hips perfectly. Her choice of clothes seemed influenced by her idea. Tired from the wine and day at the beach I was in little mood to dance, but after Maria insisted I asked the waiter for a good club. Without giving it a second thought he told us "The taboo" was the place to go and gave us directions. Near midnight we walked hand in hand through the alleyways of town towards the place. After a ten minute walk we arrived at the high square building with big neon letters saying "the taboo". The muted beat of the music was hearable from two streets around. There was a big queue already, somewhat disappointed I wanted to go stand in the back. Maria however walked straight up to the front. Wondering what she was up to I followed, passed the queue. Two broad Portuguese bouncers in black suits were checking out the group of ladies standing in the front when Maria walked up to them. "Hey handsome, could me and my assistant go in please? I want to dance so bad tonight and I hate waiting," she said as she stood in front of one of them closely and gently touched the man's broad chest with her hand. He was about 6'2, towering over her 5'3. Slowly he let he let his eyes glide over her from top to bottom, then he looked at me. He placed his hand on Maria's side and answered with a smile. "All right miss, just don't forget to drop by for a chat before you leave". The group of Portuguese ladies in the front of the queue looked at us bitter as Maria walked past the bouncer and I paid him the twenty euro fee for men before entering the club. The taboo was obviously more high-class than the small bars we had seen in town before. A big round dance floor was surrounded by vip areas and balconies where men in suits and ladies in small dresses sipped their cocktails. Maria and I walked over to the biggest bar, and after trying to get her attention for ten minutes I ordered two cocktails from a pretty but bitchy looking bargirl. I handed Maria her glass, without even looking at me she let her gaze go through the club. A minute later her glass was empty. "So, are you gonna dance with me or what?" she yelled in my ear above the loud music. "Let me just finish my drink first honey." I saw her lips move but couldn't hear what she said above the music. She put away her empty glass and walked away from me towards the dance floor. Surprised I watched her walk off, and I wasn't the only one. Slick Portuguese guys around us were following Maria's tight round ass with their eyes. Without paying anyone any attention she made her way through the crowd and untied her hair. Standing by the bar I could easily see her at the dance floor, which was slightly lower. She was standing right in the middle, her hips moving with the beat of a Latin salsa track. Being of Greek descent she had always had more rhythm than me. More and more people started looking in her direction, as most other ladies in the club were sitting in the VIP sections instead of dancing. The groups of people who were on the dance floor were mainly guys. Among them was a group of black men, probably originally from some former Portuguese colony. Their tight shirts gave away the muscularity of their bodies. Seemingly effortless they were dancing along with the music. I saw them starting to look at Maria dancing there by herself, they seemed to be making comments to each other about her. Maria didn't notice or was pretending she didn't, and continued dancing. Slowly the group came closer and formed half a circle around her. I considered if I should go to her, but I couldn't overcome my desire to see what would happened. One of the black men came closer while the others created space around him and Maria. His head was clean shaven, besides a Mohawk. He was the buffest one of the group, and apparently also the most daring. Confidently he came standing very close behind Maria, put his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. For a moment she looked behind her, then she smiled and continued dancing. The big black man saw it as a sign of permission and pressed her behind against him tight. He easily started moving along with her dance. Maria's hips kept shaking wildly as he started grinding her, his face next to hers, his nose touching her cheek. The pants I was wearing could hardly contain my erection. My former fantasies came to life once more. This time however, not me but Maria was in control. I saw some of the Portuguese guys around me laughing cruelly, and a deep sting of shame went through me. About half an hour passed as Maria was being grinded by the Mohawk black man on the dancefloor. When she stopped dancing, she turned around and whispered something in his ear. I saw him nod happily. Maria walked away from the dancefloor and he started saying something to his friends who had been watching around them in a circle. Maria hadn't looked at me for a second. With a smile on her face she came towards me now. "Let's go back to the hotel. Manuel is coming as well." Uncomfortably I was looking for words. "What are you up to?" "Are you protesting now? Isn't this what you wanted? This is what you're gonna get." Manuel was already standing behind her again. With her magical smile she greeted him, took his hand and lead him towards the exit. Quickly I put away my glass and followed the couple. When I walked out Maria had already stopped a taxi in front of the club. I saw the big bouncer looking somewhat disappointed while she was getting in the back of the car with the black man. The taxi driver had left one of the front doors open. I quickly got in besides him and closed the door, he drove off with speed. Nobody spoke. Carefully I looked in the rear view mirror. The familiar feeling of my heart missing a beat. Manuel had his arm around Maria, his tongue was deep inside her mouth. She had her hands around his neck and passionately returned his kiss. He was rubbing her right breast through the silk of her dress. It was a five minute drive, their lips didn't seem to stop for a moment. When we arrived to the hotel Maria and Manuel got out straight away and walked inside. I remembered she had they key of our room in her purse. The driver looked at me, I searched my wallet for cash. It took me two minutes before I could quickly go after them, through the hotel lobby into the elevator. Arriving to our floor my heart was beating in my chest louder than ever, I passed the brown wooden doors. 364, 365, 366. The door of our hotel room was left open. For a moment I waited, then I entered and walked into the room. The bed was empty, through the window I saw the balcony was as well. A hard smack sounded from the bathroom. My hands went to the doorknob shaking. I opened it and stepped in. My jaw dropped. Manuel was standing in the large square bath, naked, facing me. I could only see Maria's bare backside. He had her lifted up in the air, her arms around his neck and legs wrapped around him, his hands holding her ass tight. Warm water was spreading over their bodies from the shower. They broke their kiss as they heard me come in and looked at me. I'll never forget the contempt in their eyes. Manuel smiled cruelly. "Sit down and enjoy the show, you fucking wimp." My painfull humilitation reached rockbottom, there was no way back. I put down the seat of the toilet behind me and sat down. My body was trembling so hard I was afraid I was going to pass out. Manuel put Maria down and pushed her down to her knees. She was only still wearing a white tiny thong. The contrast with her tanned body was hot as hell. Manuel grabbed her hair roughly and lead her head towards his semi hard black dick. It was long enough, but it was the thickness of it that was incredible. A large vein was clearly see able on the shaft. Willingly Maria spread her mouth as wide as she could has Manuel entered with the head of his cock. I saw her tongue going over it wildly. For a moment he let her, then he trusted hard. I heard Maria gag and saw tears in her eyes, but he didn't show any mercy. Grabbing the back of her head with two hands he kept on fucking her mouth. Maria's lips were wrapped around the thick black shaft as he kept going deeper. With every thrust I could hear Maria gag. For a moment he let go and let his dick out of her mouth, she gasped for breath. Manuel smiled approvingly and gave her a small slap on her cheek. Then he pulled her up to her legs and bended over her upper body. Maria put her hands on the side of the bath for support as Manuel spread her legs from the back and put his dick against her pussy. He grabbed her hair again with one hand and pulled it back, with the other he grabbed the curtain hanging on the side of the bath and pulled it. I could now only see Maria's head from the side, with a big black hand pulling back her hair from behind. I could see it in her eyes when he entered her. She was obviously having a hard time taking it. Manuel didn't give her any time to get used to his size, I could see he started fucking when her head started moving back and forward. "AAH, aaah, aaah!" Maria's loud moans echoed through the bathroom, I could tell she wasn't acting one bit. Her head and breasts were shaking wildly, I could hear the smacks and bangs of Manuel fucking her hard from behind. He pushed the tempo as she reached an orgasm, moaning nonstop, her eyes rolling to the back of her head in pleasure. I couldn't hold it anymore either, I cum landed in front of me on the bathroom floor. Manuel seemed to pause while Maria was gasping for air, I could still only see her face and shoulders. Then I saw two big black hands grabbing her neck and pulling her up. I focused on the shadows through the shower curtain. I heard a wet body smack against the wall, and the moans started again. Manuel pulled the curtain away. He had Maria lifted up again with her back against the wall, her legs wrapped around him. He had his back towards me, her face was resting on his shoulder, facing me. She looked at me. Manuel didn't let her rest, from behind I saw his black cum filled balls swing as he started thrusting inside her hard, balls deep. Literally with her back against the wall, she had nowhere to go. My orgasm had diminished my lust, and with a shock I realized Maria had stopped using birth control since we arrived to Portugal. She had made me used condoms, something Manuel hadn't take the effort to do. Maria kept looking at me, her mouth was opened. Like an animal, a machine, the black man was banging her against the wall as the water made their bodies shine. Her beautiful brown eyes didn't lose mine. I know what she wanted to say. "This was all your choice. Accept the consequences." With hard thrusts Manuel shot his black seed into my girlfriend right in front of my eyes, as her body reached a shocking orgasm once more. Once in a while I still feel a deep shame, an intense regret when I think of what I have done to the relationship between me and Maria. She is with me, but on the most important, intimate level I know she will never again truly be mine. Moments like that are faded away by the intense lust I feel when I think of the three times my deepest fantasy came true. How my gorgeous woman was converted into the ultimate black men slut.