As a multi-millionaire, Julius Placidus Morgan better known as JP Morgan had become a major source of donations to the church by his bidding in its auctions, for he always looked forward as to what was currently up on the auction block.  For JP, cutting a check to the church after casting the winning bid in an auction provided him with a tax write-off for it would appear to be a straight out donation, as there would no record of an exchange of goods for the check issued.  But in reality, JP and the others bidding in the auctions were indeed getting something in return for their money, prizes that would shock the core of the church's entire congregation. 

The 'BH' was the church's most secretive organization, which on paper stood for 'Blessed Herd', but in reality its members consisted of wealthy black men and its true meaning was Black Horses'!  Starting from a small congregation by a pastor and his wife, it had grown to national prominence, all by the discovery of a good source to obtain large sums of donations ...........................with members of its secretive organization playing a large role in it ......................................for on each auction block would be a beautiful young wife or a young beauty about to enter marriage ..............a lovely 'white' beauty!

Over the past few years, JP had sampled some lovely young wives, having the honor of being the first man other than her husband to possess her beautiful body.  But JP came to most covet a young beauty who was engaged to be married, most importantly still a virgin and intending to enter her marriage that way.  In looking over what he had won at auction earlier this year, it was quite obvious that JP had a penchant for lovely blond beauties ..............................young beautiful blond virgins were his weakness and he was willing to bid whatever it took to get her!

"No, no, no .................please ..................I don't know what I'm doing here ..................I need to leave!  No, please ...............no ................no .................I'm a virgin ..........................no pleaseeeeeeeeeeee ....................eeeiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" was basically the type of plea made by a young innocent beauty when Isaiah whispered the magic words that would have her mind snapping back to reality, bringing her out of the hypnotic spell that she had been under when unwittingly coming to meet with him, then screaming her head off when he brutally lunged into her. 

Unwilling to bring herself to report being raped, feeling so ashamed as she had apparently gone on her own free will to meet up with the black stranger, only to plead 'NO' when he was about to take her virginity.  With each beauty not wanting to have to explain what happened to anyone, the fear of her fiancé learning that she had been with another man, there was no fear for Isaiah of ever being investigated for a 'rape' charge. 

Mulling over the auctions that he had won from a year earlier, based on the pay-per-view flicks shown to members of the church's secretive organization, JP thought 'Ain't nothing better than popping a white gal's cherry!'  Then he added to his thoughts 'That is .............other than introducing her to cocksucking!  Damn, it's sure been a lot of fun this year, well worth all the money I's paid out as donations to the church ......................................and all tax deductible in the end!' 

 JP Morgan agreed with devious pastor and specially with the evil marriage counselor Dr. Angeline Trèsor the terms of contract for half a million dollars, a blonde virgin beauty per month, from february to november in diferent cities throughout the country.The first chosen were Ellie Larson in Sacramento; Melanie Peters in Reno; Megan Hart in Palo Alto; Erin Myers in Phoenix; Kristy Simmons in San Antonio and Danielle Mason in Berkeley. Afterwards, Dr. Trèsor will send via email other candidates, always blondes, fiancees and virgins. 

Sitting back in his chair, turning on the television monitor and video recorder, it was all there for him to playback the events of popping each of the young beauty's precious little cherry and to hear her screaming out in horror when reality struck as to what was actually happening to her!  Under the influence of a deeply embedded hypnotic suggestion that had been made during the beauty's most recent premarital session, it had been arranged for her to go to a strange man's hotel suite where she was to become a 'woman', but also embedded in her mind were choice words to be uttered at the appropriate time ...........................one that would have the beauty's mind either snapping out from the hypnotic suggestion and back to reality or just the opposite in order to put her back into that of the hypnotic state of compliance. 

To also aid the church and its secret organization, JP did as request to boost viewership of its pay-per -view flick that would air just hours after her wedding ceremony was over, that of hiring a guy to capture on video each of the young beauty arriving at the hotel and entering the elevator to go up to his suite.  Hidden camcorders would then capture her entrance and being greeted by him, along with her being stripped naked and all the incriminating events that was to take place with the stranger ...........................a black man who would soon be introducing her to sex! 

Beginning with the young beauty's premarital session where she is put under a hypnotic spell by the so-called marriage counselor, the questions and answers related to her sexual experience would be shown in the flick, followed by her meeting with JP up in the hotel room.  The pay-for-view video would then be capped by the lovely beauty walking down the aisle to exchange marital vows on her wedding day, that portion being added to the video immediately so that it could be aired that evening.  Had it not been for the hypnotic thoughts embedded in the deep recesses of each beauty's mind, never would she ever be going up to a hotel suite to meet up with a stranger the likes of an JP Morgan or some other member of the BH organization, a wealth black bastard to whom she would surrender her precious virginity to.  

Such a pay-per-view video being made available to the membership of the church's secretive organization served to be quite a money maker in fund raising for the church as well as to keep the membership well satisfied, with a new video being put up basically every Saturday and Sunday evening on the days when most brides wanted her wedding scheduled.  Each of the videos that JP Morgan helped provide to the church and the organization that year turned out to be big hits, with each bringing in over $50K of funding, also serving to make the auction following the video a big hit ..............................getting to see the young bride-to-be losing her cherry to a black stud before her wedding .......................................getting to see her cherry getting popped, legs spread wide as she bled profusely as a result of it ..........................................and then each participating in the auction began bidding to be the first to sample the lovely but 'ruined' bride shortly after she returned from her honeymoon!

Each viewer, many of whom had bid on each of these lovely young beauties himself, got to watch her essentially being raped up in the hotel suite for she would certainly have not been in such a situation had she been in the right frame of mind.  Raped of her virginity and then fucked numerous times, on her knees being taught how to please a man with her lips and tongue, then shrieking at the top of her lungs when she was brutally sodomized ......................were the elements that had the viewers anxious to see the next pay-per-view flick!    

Miss Ellie Larson, 24, looking forward to her wedding day:

With money no object for the wealthy JP Morgan, multi-millionaire owning multiple investments in real estate, more than three thousand villas, two hundred apartment buildings, several small hotels across the nation and medium shareholder of a multinational hotel chain, and a small fleet of aircraft to transport high-end executives; he could have anything money could buy.  And in being a long-time member of the church's secretive BH Organization, he could sate his sexual desires anytime that he desired, that by outbidding others if he really wanted to obtain what was up for auction online. 

With the firm's private jet available for his use at all times, he could then make the necessary travel to claim his prize .............................and he just loved bidding on beautiful white wives or those engaged to be married!  Then came the online auction of the beautiful Ms. Ellie Larson, age 24, and it was indicated that her wedding day was some two and a half months away.  

Immediately prior to the start of the auction, a clip of a recent premarital session of the beauty was shown, naturally to entice the online bidders to be willing to increase the limits on which they would normally be willing to spend.  In that premarital session, while under hypnosis, the beauty responded to questions and advised that she was indeed still a virgin and that she intended to remain so until her wedding day.  For JP Morgan that was the clincher and he just had to have this lovely beauty at all cost!

Unbeknownst to Ms. Ellie Larson, the engagement photo that she had submitted for publication in the church's newsletter and community newspaper was also being used for something quite unintended, that of her being put up on the auction block where the bidders were all wealthy black men .................................lusty black men who had a penchant and lust of beautiful white women!  As Ellie looked at the local newspaper article announcing her engagement, she smiled in seeing that all the details printed were correct and she was looking forward to soon being Mrs. Ellie Mason/Mr. John Mason. 

But at the very same time that Ellie was looking at the article in the newspaper, her premarital session was being transmitted online and hundreds of lusty black men were hearing her admit to still being a virgin while under a hypnotic trance.  Putting down the newspaper, picking up her cellphone to call and tell John that their engagement notice was in the local paper, such coincided with the time that the auction for her commencing.  With a little more than two months before her big wedding day, Ellie was looking forward to her handsome fiancé becoming her husband, and the man who would be claiming her well-preserved virginity. 

A couple of weeks later with it being some two months before her scheduled wedding day, the lovely Miss Ellie Larson showed up at her next scheduled premarital session as required by her church, or so she thought it was for that reason.  But under a hypnotic spell by the so-called marriage counselor and pastor's wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor, Ellie was told that the hypnotic suggestions imputed deep into her subconscious on a prior session was to acted upon within the next few weeks. 

Questioned under hypnosis, assuring that all the answers provided would be true, Ellie revealed that she was to attend an out of town conference for two days that following week on a Thursday and Friday.  Information gathered as to where the conference was to be held, a hypnotic suggestion was made that she extend her stay by two days till Sunday afternoon, that she would later be given the location where she'd be spending that extra night!  Told to have her return flight extended till Sunday, to tell her company she'd pay for the difference in cost, that she'd give them some excuse such as meeting up with some friends or family after the conference was over. 

The hypnotic suggestion that had been placed deep in the recesses of her mind at her last premarital session, had been actively playing in her mind since then, that of really wanting to be an 'experienced woman' when she entered marriage with John.  That suggestion was for her wanting to be wild and carefree, to wonder what it'd be like to have sex with a stranger .........................and specially to have sex with a black man! 

A short video clip was played for her so she'd remember it from this point on, and upon meeting the man shown in the video ..............................it was of the man with whom she would meet up with after her conference was over .......................the man who would be introduce her to the joys of sex, and to whom she would be surrendering her virginity to! 

The short video was that of a black man in her later forties who was smiling widely, saying "Hello, Miss Larson, my name is Julius Placidus Morgan and it will be my pleasure to meet with you soon and to make a 'woman' of you! I'll have the pleasure of teach you all about of sex. Wrecking yer pussy and popping yer cherry in the process!"   

Once the conference ended on Friday afternoon, Ellie said goodbye to her co-workers as they headed off to the airport, then got into a cab and gave him the name of the hotel that she needed to go to.  Arriving at her destination and getting out of the taxi to head into the bar to meet up with a Mr. Julius Placidus Morgan, Ellie was unaware of the man with the mini-camcorder capturing her arrival on video from the instant that she stepped out of the taxi, then following her at a distance as she headed up to the hotel's bar area. 

Her entrance was also captured on video inside the bar, from the mini-camcorder that was on Mr. Morgan's table, to be a part of a video leading up to her becoming a 'woman' ..........................that to occur up in a hotel suite by a paying member of the church's secretive BH organization ........................for she had been the unwitting prize offered by her own church on a secret auction .........................with her being purchased by the auctions highest bidder!  Needless to say, the hotel suite where she'd be taken to by Mr. Morgan was all setup to capture the big event on video. 

Video clips of her under hypnosis while at several marriage counseling studies, her providing answers such as her being a 'virgin' and saving it for the man she married, and the hypnotic suggestions for her to be naughty and enter her marriage as a 'woman' would provide a nice opening portion of the X-rated flick to be put on view of the membership of the church's secret organization. Then of course, would be her arrival by taxi to the hotel, followed by her entrance into the bar to meet her black companion.  Accompanying Mr. Morgan up to his hotel suite to become a 'woman' along with her introduction to other sex acts, would make the video quite exciting for the pay-per-view audience. 

They'd get to see the innocent Ms. Ellie Larson behave in ways far from her normal self, perform sex acts such as: sucking off a black cock; getting fucked like a bitch; getting nailed to the shower stall; and being sodomized.  The concluding portion of the film with be the church's video of her being walked on down the aisle till the minister pronounced them 'husband and wife' and seeing the groom kiss his newlywed bride! 

"Yer a real naughty girl coming here, especially when yer gonna be gitting hitched in six weeks!  Wish that young punk fiancé of yers could seeing his purty bride-to-be this instant!" JP Morgan taunted the young beauty as he pulled her lacy white panties over her trim hips to fall to the floor around her ankles.  Pushing her down atop of the counter, then then gave her a smack on the ass with his right hand, telling her "Ya need to be spanked fer being so naughty!"

JP heard her panting atop the counter, then heard her exclaim "Yes, spank me for being naughty!  Spank me for coming here!" 

He smiled upon coming with her wish, watching as her beautiful white ass cheeks turn pink from the spanking he gave her.  Undoing the back of her lacy white bra, he turns her around to begin feasting on her tender pink nipples, using the tip of his tongue on her sensitive bud for the camera to show it stiffening from the teasing stimulation. 

Pushing the young beauty down onto her knees, JP made her handle his cock, told her to kiss it and then to take it into her mouth.  But the pleasure of having her mouth on his cock nearly had him popping off right then and there, forcing Isaiah to grab the back of her hair to pull the hungry bitch off of him.  Pulling her over to the bed and pushing her down upon it, JP then shuffled on up to get into position, for it was time to make a 'woman' of her. 

Then she suddenly got scared, as had been planned with the hypnotic suggestions implanted deep in her mind, so JP was all prepared when she changed her mind and panted out "No .....................stop ..................no, no ........................I need to leave ...........................I need to leave ...............................I can't be doing this!" 

With his hands firmly grasping her trim hips, the beauty's attempt to get away from him was futile, and Isaiah slammed himself on forward.  "Eeeeieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .............................eieeeeeeeee ..............................eeeeieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...................................stoppppppppppppppppp!" came the shrilling cry as her innocence was plundered. 

JP smile widely as he chuckled out "There ......................I's went and popped it!  Jist went and made a 'woman' of ya, sweetie!" 

"Oh God ..........................it hurts so baddddddddd!  Please, stop ......................take it out, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ............................................please take it out of meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Oh, God ...........................this can't be happening to me!  Oh, no ...............................oh, no ..............................................oh God, no!" the beauty cried out as JP proceeded to shag away at her soft tender body, enjoying the feel of the warm sticky fluid surrounding his pounding shaft. 

"Oh yeah, sweetie ...............................yer now a full-fledged 'woman' ..........................cause I's jist went and popped yer precious little cherry good .........................real good!" 

On the balls of his feet on the bed, as if he was doing push-ups, JP proceeded to slice in and out of her bloody slit in this manner.  As he was to be the male co-star of this hot flick, he wanted to put on a good performance on the video as one camcorder had been set up across the foot of the bed to capture action shots such as his bloody cock appearing from her bleeding twat.

In gazing upon the young beauty as she shook uncontrollably beneath of him, JP felt remorse for some unexplained reason in seeing her sobbing from the pain of losing her virginity, quite the opposite from the joy and pleasure that he would usually derive from busting a white gal's precious little cherry just weeks before her wedding day. 

Instead of giving it to her rough and hard, JP stopped in mid-stroke to help ease the pain in her body, whispering into her ear that 'It'll stop hurting in a bit!  Breathe slowly .......................it'll get better soon ...........................I'll keep still till the pain stops!" 

Although not slicing his rigid cock in and out of the beauty's bleeding vagina, just letting it pulsate in her to keep it nice and hard, Isaiah whispered the magic phrase that would put her back into the hypnotic state of being compliant to his instructions.  Soon he finally felt her tense body ease up some, JP asked "Is it getting better?  Not hurting as much!" 

"Yes ..................yes ...........................thank you for making it better!" he heard her pant out to him, at which time he whispered to her "I'll make it good fer ya, sweetie!  I promise!  Ya tell me if'n I'm hurting you ...........................and I'll slow it down!" 

As implanted in her mind through hypnotic suggestion during one of her supposedly premarital sessions, Ellie came to realize that she had finally gone and done it, becoming a 'woman' at last by losing her precious virginity. 

Under the hypnotic suggestions implanted in her mind, she had been made a 'woman' by a very experienced man who would show her all the ropes when it came to sexual activities, thereby making her the perfect partner for the man she would marry.  "Ohhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhh, yesssssssssss .......................................yesssssssssssssssssss .........................................ohhhhhh, yessssssssssssssss!" Elle panted out from the pleasure that her inexperienced young body was now feeling, all derived from the long and thick manhood slicing through her still bleeding slit. 

Clutching her 'lover' with her arms, Ellie heard him whispering into her ear, telling her "Wrap yer legs around me, sweetie!"  Complying, wrapping her trim legs tightly around his backside, Elle locked her ankles together.  Then the speed of their lovemaking sped on up, pleasure coursing throughout her entire body and causing Ellie's toes to curl, she then cried "Oh, God ..........................oh, my God ..................oh, Mr. Morgan .................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...........................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ................................yessssssssssssssssssssssssss ...................................oh, so gooddddddddddd!"

JP Morgan smiled to himself, proud of having made it good for the young beauty's first time, for he obviously had given her an orgasm from the way she moaned and clutched at him while her entire body shook in uncontrolled spasms.  And as she was in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm, JP had a massive ejaculation, filling the young beauty's fertile womb to the brim with his hot potent baby batter. 

Although he really felt for this lovely young bride-to-be in a way never before experienced, JP didn't forget what was needed to make the video for the church's pay-per-view audience that of him withdrawing from the beauty's bleeding slit at an angle that would have the camcorder capturing the bloody event showing his cum mixed in with the evidence of her having been a virgin.  This big event, to be accompanied by other sexual couplings they would be having, would be made into a hot X-rated video that would be highlighted by the beauty's walk down the aisle and on through till the pastor pronounced she and the groom as 'husband and wife'.  The video would come to a conclusion with the newlyweds sharing a kiss to seal their marital vows.

It was quite unusual for JP to have a soft spot for an inexperienced blond beauty, for he normally enjoyed snapping her out of her hypnotic state as soon as she wrapped her pink lips around his bloated cockhead, wanting to watch her fight with all of her might to end the humiliation of being forced to suck off a male's cock till it ejaculated in her mouth ............................and worst of all a complete stranger's big black cock!  In fact, being forwarded of the viewers' comments following the pay-per-view being broadcast within hours after his female co-star walked on down the aisle, the viewers commented as to how exciting the scene was when the beauty snapped on back to reality with his black cock in her mouth!  But upon getting the lovely Ms. Ellie Larson to take his cock into her virgin mouth, JP merely stroked the back of her silky blond hair, telling her "That's it, honey ......................use yer left hand to stroke it ..............................especially if the guy yer sucking isn't yer husband ...........................cause it gits him really excited to see a gal's diamond ring and wedding band if'n she's married!" 

Explaining as to what was to eventually happen 'that a guy enjoys cumming in a beautiful woman's mouth', JP told her that he'd give her a warning as to when that was about to happen, and she should "See if'n ya can take all my cum in yer mouth ............................then swallow it all..........................jist see if'n ya can do it ...........................do the best ya can, sweetie!" 

When this initial cocksucking scene would air on pay-per-view to the church's secretive organization, the viewers were all waiting for the moment that JP had her mind snapping back to reality, to see her realize just what was happening at the very moment .....................with some being disappointed that it did not come, but got to watch and learn of JP's expertise in turning the beauty into an expert cocksucker before she left the hotel suite!  Seeing the compassion shown by their favorite male stud in these flicks, the entire audience was surprised to see him give her water to wash her mouth, then was even more shocked when he bent down to use a wet wash cloth to wipe the cum off her cheek and what was slowly flowing down her neck due to her pulling her mouth off as his cock was erupting! 

A bit later while on her knees a second time to improving on her cocksucking techniques, the audience would get to see the improvement of her beautiful lips and tongue due to JP's instructions and encouragement, looking up as instructed while sucking cock and this time managing to keep from pulling away with a cock spurting in her mouth, but she was still unable to swallow down that load of thick slimy semen as she leaned over into the trashcan to spit the slimy goo out.

After two full days of Ellie's staying in JP Morgan's hotel suite, there would be many sex scenes to choose from for the pay-per-view video, showing the step by step transformation of an innocent virgin entering the hotel suite to that of becoming a hot little nymph for a big black cock.  One scene would definitely be shown, that beginning with the beautiful Ms. Ellie Larson nicely dressed to accompany Julius Placidus Morgan to a 5* restaurant, a few short clips of the cozy couple during dinner and then the hot sex romp that took place once they got back up to the hotel suite .........................with Ellie wrapping her trim sexy white legs around the humping black ass while panting out "Oh, yes .............................give me your big black cock, Mr. Johnson!  Yesssssssss .............................yesssssssssss, fuck it to me ..................................fuck me good!" 

The viewers would also get to see her mount the black stallion and get up into the saddle by fitting the horse-sized saddle horn of a cock up into her.  One highlight would be Ellie's introduction to it taking up her beautiful and tight little butt, although she did not shriek out at the top of her lungs as Isaiah didn't snap her mind back to reality, but it was still quite exciting to hear her sobbing out "Ohhhh, it hurts ....................................it hurtssssssssss .................................it hurts so baddddddddddddd ........................................owwwwwwwwwwww ..................................................oh God, stoppppppppppppppp ......................................please stop, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..................................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" 

An impressive scene would be enjoyed by all took place when they returned from a nice Sunday brunch, with Ellie still in a nice dress and heels getting down onto her knees for a third time without being instructed, unzipping Isaiah's pants for her third go-round at cock sucking.  Remembering all that she had been taught, Ellie made sure to use her left hand to stroke the pulsating member with her diamond ring sparkling for all to see as she extended her tongue to lick the bloated cockhead, then going down to take it into her mouth.  It ended with her looking up into JP's groaning face as he ejaculated into her mouth, opening her mouth to show him all the cum in her mouth, then she was swirling it about before swallowing deeply before reopening her mouth to show her accomplishment. 

As the large black hand stroked the back of her head, she was told "You've become one talented little cocksucker, Miss Larson!", as she licked at her sticky lips before replying "Thank you for teaching me ..........................and for being so patient with me, Mr. Morgan!"                                

Convincing the young beauty to forego the use of her plane ticket to return home, using the time it would take to travel to the airport for another lovemaking session in bed, and Isaiah made sure she had a mind-blowing orgasm before saturating her fertile womb once again with his potent seed.  It was a short helicopter ride from the top of the hotel to the airport, where his corporate jet was located, and soon Miss Ellie Larson was on her way home, accompanied by the man who had made a 'woman' of her. 

In awe of the big man who had taught her all about sex, had made her soar into outer space for numerous mind-shattering orgasms, Ellie was led by the hand and given a tour of the private jet.  In the privacy of the bedroom suite at the back of the plane, Ellie found herself being undressed once again and soon was lying flat on her back upon the large bed in there.  As the jet soared up in the air, Ellie was once again soaring into outer space till a mind-shattering orgasm rocked her entire body.  "Welcome to the Mile High Club, Ms. Larson!" she was told, though not knowing the full meaning of what it meant.

Landing a few minutes before the flight that she was supposed to return on, Ellie found that a private shuttle had been arranged to pick her up once the private jet landed, then she and her luggage were being transported to the main terminal and let off where she could exit the terminal where the baggage claim was located. 

Exiting the baggage claim area, Ellie made her way out to the curbside, then observed her fiancé's car pulling up to the curb as he had insisted on picking her up on her return home.  Ellie swallowed nervously as her fiancé leaned down for a kiss, pursing her lips to meet his, foregoing an intimate kiss for fear of John detecting a hint of male semen still coating her mouth. 

Following her initiation into the Mile High Club, she had taken the initiative to thank her benefactor and man who had made her a 'woman', getting up on the bed to take his manhood into her mouth to clean him with her lips and tongue as a 'thank you'!  Sitting next to her fiancé whom she would soon be marrying, Ellie swallowed deeply in nervousness, her mouth with a taste of male semen in it while her cunny was filled to the brim with the potent stuff.  

'I must have gone insane!  Crazy and stupid ..........................what was I thinking?' Ellie told herself, while posing for pictures an hour prior to the wedding ceremony.  'All those years of dating John, planning to save myself for him for our wedding day, and then I suddenly up and change my mind and want to be a complete woman upon marrying him!  I can't understand what made me change my mind all of a sudden, instead wanting to be an experienced woman on my wedding day, having that wild desire to learn all about sex ............................to be taught by an experienced black man!  And I went and did it ......................I let a black man take my virginity .............................and I spent an entire weekend with a stranger who I went to meet at his hotel room ................................letting him teach me all there was to know about sex!  My God, I didn't even object when he wanted to put his 'thing' up into my ass ...................................it was good that the room was soundproof or the entire floor would have heard my screams!' were the thoughts going through her mind while posing for the wedding photographer.

Though wondering if she had temporarily gone insane six weeks ago, going to meet up with a strange black man and letting him take her virginity, her insanity seemed to have continued on.  In fact, just the other day she had made the decision to change the earrings that she had initially planned on wearing during her wedding day.  What made her change her mind was the package that arrived by courier, discovering a very expensive pair of earrings that consisted of diamonds and pearls, and her heart thumped madly in her chest upon reading the note 'To the most beautiful woman in this world ..............on her wedding day!  Julius Placidus Morgan!' 

Seeing the name of the store that the gift came from, it was obviously quite an expensive pair of earrings!  But again, reaching up to touch the one dangling from her left ear, Ellie had to wonder 'Am I insane .....................wearing the earrings sent to me by the man who I gave my virginity to six weeks ago ................................on the day I'm going to marry John?'      

Wedding ceremony coming to a conclusion as the minister pronounced them 'husband and wife', telling John "You may kiss the bride!", Ellie wondered if John would want to kiss her if he knew that she had intimately kissed a black man previously.  'Not only did I kiss him, I got down on my knees to kiss his 'thing' and let him put it in my mouth, and then I let him do 'it' in my mouth!' 

Ellie felt very guilty about being intimate with that black stranger six weeks ago, allowing him to take her virginity on that day, but more so now that she had about of morning sickness early that very morning.  Her maid of honor and bridesmaids had assisted her to the sofa after she threw up in the bathroom, calming her by saying that it was just nerves getting to her on the big day of her life, but Ellie knew the real reason for her queasiness ........................................she had gotten herself 'knocked up' by the big black stud who had popped her cherry! 

'Doing such an absurd thing was just crazy for sure .......................but how could I not have insisted that he use a condom .........................or me douching to cleanse myself nor taking the morning after pill?  How could I have been such an idiot?' Ellie wondered to herself.    

Once the thought arose that she was pregnant, an implanted suggestion from a prior premarital session then kicked in, causing Ellie to unconsciously use her cellphone to text a message saying 'I believe I'm pregnant!  Ellie Larson!" 

The number that she had unconsciously dialed was that of Dr. Angeline Trèsor the marriage counselor who had deviously implanted that suggestion into her mind, and as she prepared to get ready to walk down the aisle, her message was being forwarded to none other than Mr. Julius Placidus Morgan. 

JP certainly remembered the young beauty, in fact was planning on going online for the upcoming auction to put in the winning bid so he could meet up with her once again when she got back from her honeymoon. With the knowledge that the young beauty was now carrying his baby, like when he had first seen her being auctioned off that first time, JP wanted her all to himself and didn't want another black stud to be able to sample her lovely charms.  Entering the auction bidding once it began, JP was once determined to go as high as needed to have the winning bid, giving no thought of the young punk she had just married as there was no way he'd be able to please her during their honeymoon.

A few hours later, dinner for the wedding reception in the ballroom had just come to an end and the couple went to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife.  At the same time that dinner came to an end, the pay-for-view flick starring the beautiful bride had also come to an end with the minister pronouncing the couple as 'husband and wife', and now there was an auction going on as the excited viewers were bidding to sample the bride's lovely charms upon her return from her honeymoon. 

With the bride obviously mentally going to compare the performance of her husband versus that of the black stud who made a 'woman' of her, it was a forgone conclusion that the upcoming honeymoon would be quite a disappointment due to the lackluster and poor performance by the inexperienced young groom. 

'Is this what loving making is going to be like for the rest of my life?' the bride would be wondering, not coming close to enjoying a single orgasm versus the numerous she had soared to with the man who had made her a 'woman'. 

With a marital session scheduled for the week after her return from the honeymoon, Ellie knew that she would have to ask the marital counselor for some much needed advice, in particular due to the dilemma that she was currently facing ........................that of having been impregnated and carrying a black man's baby in her tummy!         

A few days later, having won the latest auction for the beautiful Mrs. Ellie Mason shortly after her marriage, Isaiah Johnson had flown in to have a meeting with the two holy men heading up the BH Organization.  Offering up an additional $50K as a contribution to the church, the lovely beauty would no longer be up for any further auctions. 

Also included in the price of the donation would be the aid he'd receive from the marriage counselor when the beauty came in for her upcoming session, where a hypnotic suggestion implanted in her mind would have her constantly thinking back to the weekend she had spent with Isaiah, and of her desperately wanting that experience once again.  Presuming that the bride's beliefs were similar to the church's when it came to the topic of abortion, then it was going to be stressed that she carry the baby full term. 

As the young beauty would of course be conflicted in her thoughts, having just gotten married and carrying a black man's illegitimate child, she would be reassured that everything would work itself out ....................more so that the church would be behind of her decisions and also be there to help ....................that things would all be sorted out at her next session set two weeks from then! 

As planned, hypnotic suggestions were implanted into her mind, where her thoughts would only be of Mr. JP Morgan ...................that she wished she could be with him once again!  Unconsciously, while under the hypnotic spell, Ellie revealed that one of the groomsmen at her wedding was getting married shortly and her husband would be out of town that weekend for the fellow's bachelor's bash, that John was headed off to after work on Friday. 

Immediately after work that Friday, Elle met up with Mr. Morgan at the hotel's 5* restaurant for a fabulous meal, sitting in the booth with him and giving him a kiss on the cheek with a "Thank you for the beautiful pair of earring!" 

Then up in the penthouse suite, she was naked upon the bed panting out "Yes ..........yes ............I want you to make love to me again!"  "Oh, so big .....................so good ............................oh, yes ............................yes .........................deeper ...................................deeper ....................oh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddd!" Elle panted out as her black lover skewered his love bone up into her. 

For JP Morgan, never before had he cared about a woman in this manner, not caring about his sexual needs but always wanting to make sex exquisitely good for her.  He would always take his time, making sure that she was comfortable, then would slowly slide his thick cock in and out of her gripping sleeve and only speeding it up when she got into it.  Having introduced her to sex two months ago, watching her walk down the aisle while wearing the pair of earrings that he had sent to her, JP then came to realize that he wanted her all to himself .....................especially after having learned that she was carrying his baby! 

Making sure that he had the winning bid to claim her after getting back from her honeymoon, then meeting up with the head of the church and its secretive organization, he got them to assist in making the beauty all his in the very near future. 

With the fuck up to jackhammer speed, JP heard the young wife panting out "Oh, yesssssssssssssss ....................................so gooddddddddd ...................oh, yes .....................yesssssss ........................I'm there ................................I'm there .......................shoot it in me ...............................shoot your hot cum in meeeeeeee!"  As her petite body went in uncontrolled spasms, making it obvious that she was in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm, JP thrust forward to bury his cock fully up into her. 

And then he too was groaning out his lust "Oh, yeah ...........................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, damn ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", sending streams of hot semen jetting up into her clenching cunny. 

As she came back down to earth, with JP twitching out the last drop of semen into her, he heard her exclaim "Oh, my God ......................that was so fantastic!"     

Naked and in bed with her black lover, embracing him tightly with his cock still in her, Ellie was surprised when he confronted her with "You're carrying my baby, aren't you?" 

Gasping at the confrontation, her face in obvious shock that Mr. Morgan knew that she was pregnant with his baby from their first encounter, she heard him ask once again "You're pregnant with my baby, aren't you, Ellie?" 

She had no idea as to how he had come to realize or suspect that fact, but she couldn't lie to the man who treated her so well and made her truly feel like a woman, Ellie nodded 'yes' to confirm his suspicions.  Ellie was in for more of a shock when Mr. Morgan suggested to her "Come and stay with me ...................have my baby ....................be my wife!" 

Shaking her head 'no', Elle stammered out that "I can't .....................I'm already married ......................it's not possible!  And what would people say?" 

"Talk to your pastor at the church!  Tell him you're in love with me and that you're carrying my baby ....................the church will help find a way to make it right!" Ellie was advised by her black lover.  At that point, Elle couldn't think straight, and soon all she could think about was the thick black cock that was once again sliding in an out of her gripping twat.

Anguished over her feelings for Mr. Morgan, 'JP' as he wanted her to call him, Ellie just could not come to grips nor to explain the rational of her feelings.  But Ellie did decide that she would follow his advice, planning to do so with the marriage counselor at the scheduled appointment that week and also see if her pastor could be present when she confessed her sins along with all the circumstances surrounding the current situation.  'Can they help?  How can they help ....................after the sins I've committed?' Ellie wondered. 

Greeted warmly by her pastor and his wife, the marriage counselor that Wednesday afternoon, Ellie couldn't believe how understanding and reassuring they both were, just the opposite as to what she had anticipated from both of them.  "There ...............there, let us put our heads together and work things out for everyone!" she was advised after having blurted out her sins and current circumstances of being pregnant by another man whom she was apparently was now in love with. 

Under a hypnotic spell once again, Ellie's love for JP Morgan was reaffirmed and strengthened even further, and the suggestion was implanted into her mind that 'It'd be best for all that baby be borne to its actual father ................the man who created him or her!'

Although Julius Placidus Morgan had taken the beautiful Ellie Larson to be his wife and mother of his children, he had not and was not going to stop making large donations to the church and its secretive organization, nor as to how those his donations were determined.  JP was certainly not about to give up on his most favorite past-time and pleasure ............................being the very first to introduce a blond beauty to sampling a big black cock .............................................and especially when he got to pluck a young blond beauty's cherry just before she was to get married!

He might have changed a bit upon his first meeting Ellie, along with his feelings for a woman such as her, but now he could have his cake and eat it too.  A philanthropist out in the public's eye, with his wife in charge of the JP Morgan Foundation, with JP's biggest honor not being the church's biggest donor but it's #1 Cherry Popper of young brides-to-be and most frequent member starring in its pay-per-view videos.  And with Ellie out of commission for a number of months prior to the birth of twin boys, as per doctor's orders, JP was intent on getting his one 'cherry' each month, then to supplement his sexual needs by making some additional donations to the church each time he traveled to another city for day trip ....................................having the church send him photos of beautiful brides to be blondes who were virgins and so be their DEVIRGINATOR!

The church was certainly willing to do whatever was needed to keep their wealthy benefactor happy, especially as he would contribute another hefty donation when traveling about and the church would arrange to have a lovely member of its congregation there to take care of his needs .............................his sexual needs! 

As the church got to learn just what Isaiah Johnson desired when traveling about, normally for a three to four-hour stint, a beautiful young blond ..............................in particular, a beautiful blond that was a virgin young fiancée!  As requested, the young beauty would have been asked to attend a supposedly marital study on behalf of her church, but that private session was really to learn and record her answers to questions of her next wedding and faithfulness.  And then came the most important part of prepping her mind hypnotically to smooth the way for her first sexual interlude and the sampling of a black cock! 

The hot scuttlebutt around the town was the announcement from the church regarding the annulment of the marriage between Ellie Larson and John Mason, with the actual reasoning a puzzle for the entire community.  For the church, it wasn't worried a bit as no explanation needed to be given, only the decision that it had made to conclude the matter. 

Of course, money talked and with the large donation made by Mr. Julius Placidus Morgan, the church readily made the decision that the marriage be annulled.  Once that had been done, another wedding ceremony was conducted at the church, a private one for Miss Ellie Larson and Mr. Julius Placidus Morgan. 

And when people in the community did the math .......................the wedding date between Ellie Larson and John Mason vs the date the twin boys were born full term ..........................the conclusion for each became quite obvious, that the supposedly innocent Miss Ellie Larson was already knocked up with the twin black baby boys by some six weeks!  'Did you see the twin baby boys?  My God ....................can you believe it ..........................Ellie Larson was obviously having an affair with Mr. Morgan and got pregnant with his little black babies before she walked down the aisle to marry John Mason!' was what everyone was talking about around town, for it became obvious to anyone who got to see the cute little baby boys with kinky black hair who were born full-term.  

And of course, the conversation always had the query of 'What happened to John Mason?  He just disappeared shortly after the annulment of his marriage to Ellie ...........................got a transfer to the west coast with the company he worked for!  Did he know that Elle was having an affair with Mr. Morgan?' 

As everything had been arranged and set up through the church's marital counseling center, John Mason had been asked to attend a post-marital session, and in the waiting room he got to meet the lovely Miss Therese McKenzie who had just come of the Dr. Trèsor's office.  All had been planned out in advance, impure thoughts implanted in his mind of bedding the hot young beauty whom he had just met in passing, and when he went to his car after the session was over .............................there was Miss McKenzie asking if he could give her a ride home as she hated taking the bus! 

The scuttlebutt going about the community on John Mason was 'I heard that he got caught with his pants down, that he got out of town as quickly as he could ........................before charges were filed against him!  Apparently there's photos of him in bed with Therese McKenzie ......................the deacon's teenage daughter ...........................and she's only 15!' 

As had been suggested in the post-marital session, instead of taking Therese McKenzie on home ..............................he'd get them a room at the No-Tell Motel ...............................which happened to be own by a member of the church's secretive organization, and given a room that would have everything captured on video.

John Mason was extorted with the video. Pastor Norton and his wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor convinced John that it was best to agree to the annulment of his marriage to Ellie Larson and accept the position offered to him by the Church as a missionary in Laos, prior to his marriage to the young McKenzie.

"The marriage will be with all the pomp so that the gossips talk about how great the ceremony and the party was," said the pastor.

"Besides, did not you enjoy popping that girl's cherry?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

DIANE FROM CHASTE VIRGIN TO ADICTED WHORE FOR BLACK COCK. 

For the members of the secret 'BH' organization, each would receive the following invitation on an upcoming auction by email. Each of the members were adult males, all wealthy prominent men of various professions with money to blow but most of all, each male was a horny bastard, a horny black bastard with an insatiable lust for tender white meat, tender young white meat! And upon opening up this particular email, that member would read: 

"Hey guys, wanna be the lucky bastard to 'Rape' this sweet little white bitch? She can be all yours for the taking! For an entire 3 day weekend! Bidding for this beautiful white bitch starts at 10 a.m. and closes at noon! 

Interested, guys? Here's a little background on this sweet little beauty: Age 21, engage to married next month, occupation - interior decorator, she is a member of the Congregational Church, currently chairwoman of the local women's church, and voted recently as 'Outstanding Interior Designer' in the state she lives in.

When available: Next weekend! Fiancé's gonna be out of town for some golf along with a business conference. The pretty Miss is driving her fiancé to the airport and dropping him off to catch his flight! An hour after that, she could be all yours! Just imagine having those lovely pink lips of hers around your big black cock! And yes, she's never sucked cock before! You could be the lucky bastard to introduce this little sweetie into the art of cock sucking! Think this prim and proper little bitch will puke her guts out when you cum in her mouth, huh? Think all that protein will be too rich for her?Not only that, besides she is still a virgin, you can be the lucky bastard who pop all her cherries holes depriving her foolish fiancé of something so ardently desired by him. 

Excerpts from when she was under hypnosis: "Q: How many men have you made love to, Miss Walters?" "A: None! My fiancé and I are members of the Congregational Church! We must be virgins until marriage!" "Q: Have you sucked your fiancé's cock off?" "A: No, never!" "Q: Why not?""A: It's too filthy!" "Q: Have you ever heard the myth of black men being well endowed?" "A: Yes!" "Q: Do you believe it?" "A: I...don't know!" "Q: Have you ever wondered about it?" "A: Once, in high school, when a cheerleader friend of me was raped by one of the black basketball player!" "Q: You ever imagined you been in her place? Being fucked one black buck?" "A: Yes!" "Q: And what did you feel about it?" "A: Scared! Very scared! Afraid of having to touch his filthy ¡thing'!"                                                                                                                                

It was 7:30 a.m. Friday the 13th when Diane Walters pulled up at the airport curb to drop her fiancé off. Minutes later, as she departed the airport, Diane reached into her purse to pull out her cell phone. Hitting the speed dial, she called to workplace and got the receptionist who opened the office and began answering calls from 7:30, telling her to relay to the boss that she was feeling ill and would be in early morning on Monday. Then Diane pulled out the folded paper in her purse, unfolded it to look at the map and directions to where she was to go. She was to take the interstate and head south and proceeds for twenty-one miles or so, then take Exit 234 and head west towards Clear Lake where she was to turn left on Cedar Drive and look for 435 Cedar Dr. Forty-five minutes later, Diane turned onto the gravel driveway leading up to what appeared to be a rather newly built cabin overlooking the lake and quite secluded from any other homes in the area.

Diane had dressed as she normally would do to go to work, wearing a very nice dress and heels as it was a necessity in her job where clientele looked to having their homes decorated by a professional interior designer. Looking shabby or sloppily dressed certainly would not create the right impression as that would be the impression of how well your work would be. You look bad and your product or suggestions on decorations would come across that way too. 

Thus, on this day she wore a crimson red dress and white 3" heels. Looking at the time, Diane realized that her fiancé would be onboard the plane as his flight was scheduled to leave in about fifteen minutes. He assumed that she was going to work and not be driving out to a cabin on Clear Lake. Also, she had told her fiancé that she is spending the weekend at her sister's place, and that he could best reach her on her cell phone if he called. The last thing he would expect was that she would be at a secluded cabin, unless a client had wanted the interior professionally decorated. 

Even Diane came to wonder just why she had come to this location after she put her car into park and stepped out onto the graveled driveway. Implanted deep in her mind, it came to at this point in time, that she had come here to meet a man, a big black man!

Diane began to perspire as she nervously took a step forward towards the cabin, her mind now feeding her a bit more information, that 'This black man has a penis that measures over 12" long!' Heart thumping in her chest, her mind now asked 'What would it be like to hold something that big?' Swallowing deeply as she took another step forward, Diane licked her lips as her mind was now telling her 'You've got to do it! You have got to learn how to do it! This is a chance to learn how to do it! You need to learn how to do it so you can later please your fiancé, your future husband by showing him what this man can teach you!'

Diane then looked up and recognized the man she had come to meet, but her mind was clueless as to how she got to recognize this strange man, a person whom she had never met before. Yet she continued towards him as he held his arm out as a gesture for her to enter the cabin before him.

Shaking with nervousness, panting for breath as she turned to look at the big black man, Diane did not know what got into her as slowly got down onto her knees on the carpeting. And as the ginning man stepped forward towards her, Diane licked at her lips while her eyes were now glued to the bulging front of his trousers. 

Then she heard the stranger speak "You're here to learn how to suck cock, aren't you Miss Walters!"

Unable to utter any words out as she swallowed deeply, Diane found herself nodding 'Yes!' 

"Is it really true that ya've never sucked a guy's cock before?" she was asked, to which she again nodded a 'Yes!' 

"Okay, sweetie, let's git started with yer lesson! Undo my belt first, then the button!" she was advised, to which she reached up and complied.

"Any idea what comes next, Miss Walters?" Diane was asked, to which she responded by reaching up with her left hand to hold the loosened button area in check while using the thumb and forefinger of her right hand to grasp and pull down the man's zipper. "Very good, Miss Walters!" she was complimented.

As the man's pants slid down his muscular legs as she let go of the top of his pants, Diane stared ahead at the tenting of the man's white underpants with red designs upon it. Instinctively, Diane's hands reached up to slide her manicured fingers through the garments leg openings.

An audible gasp came from her lips as her fingers came into contact with the thick fleshy bone that was hidden beneath the undergarment. Right hand at the base of the monstrosity, Diane's mind registered 'My God, I can't even get my fingers around his big 'thing'!' As the fingers of her left hand moved upwards to trace the length of it, her mind registered that "It's true! It is over twelve inches long! My God, he must be a big as donkeys!" 

Then her mind was telling her something that made her tremble in nervousness as it violated all her moral values, but her mouth watered as Diane was now telling herself that 'I have to taste it! I want to know what it feels like to have a penis in my mouth ........................to have a man's 'thing' in my mouth!' 

As she opened her mouth wide and clamped down upon him, it gave her a thrill to hear the strange man groan in pleasure "Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhh, oh, sweetieeeeeee oh, Miss Walters oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

She had clamped her lips down around the bloated dome of the thick fleshy penis, then correcting her thoughts with 'It cock! It's his cock you've got in your mouth! You're sucking on his cock, you whore! Only whores and sluts would do something like this with a man!"

But although there were some rebellion within her mind, Diane continued then followed the man's instructions to "Wiggle the tip of your tongue in my piss hole, Miss Walters!"

For Maurice Laramie, this was well worth the thirty grand in winning the auction bid to get his sweet honey into his clutches up here in the secluded cabin for the entire weekend! This alone, that of being the first guy to have his cock between her sweet virgin lips, was worth every penny of it! 

He heard her gag as he pushed down into her throat, then advised her to "Swallow, Miss Walters, keep swallowing and ya'll be able to take it all down yer throat!" Maurice sucked in his breath and wheezed "Ohhhh, yeah, that's it sweetie that's it yer gitting the hang of it jist a few more inches! Now let go yer hand, use her hand to palm my nuts .............................yeah ............that's it .......................that's itttttt!" Shivering with pleasure, holding still for a second, it took all his willpower not to cut loose right then and empty his swollen balls down her throat as Maurice was intent on holding off as long as possible to enjoy giving this beautiful young woman fiancée of a looser, her cock sucking initiation. 

Urge to cum having eased, Maurice pulled back till his bloated cockhead was captured, then slid it right back down her swallowing throat as it was now easier to do with her having gotten the hang of it. Then he literally began fucking her beautiful face, panting out "Oh, yeah, yer doing real good fer a first-timer, Miss. Walters! After this weekend, ya'll leave here a real talented cocksucker!" 

Beginning to pant, gritting his teeth at this point, Maurice knew that he was soon gonna lose it. But first to teach the beauty how to please a man and send him right over the edge, he instructed her "Now look up here, Miss Walters! Look up at me!" Upon her complying with his instructions, Maurice smiled as he looked down into her baby blue eyes, telling her that "It really turns a guy on when he gits to look down at a lovely beauty like ya on her knees with your mouth full of his cock! Oh, yeah, Miss Walters keep rolling my nuts in yer soft hand feel'em contract when I's pop off in yer hot mouth! Oh, damn, yer hot mouth makes it feels like warm butter on my cock!" Cradling the back of her head in his hands, just in case she tried to pull back on him, but also to keep from toppling over as the enthusiastic bitch had him weak at the knees. "Ahhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh .......................here it cums ......................here I's cummmmmmm! Eat it, Miss Walters! Git yer very first taste of male cum ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Seeing the beautiful bitch's eyes widen in horror and panic, Maurice kept a good grasp on the back of her head, and now she had to either swallow his erupting cum or drown in it! "Ah, yeah, that's it sweetie! That's it, that's the way! Swallow it! Swallow it all! Don't lose a drop!" he advised the inexperienced fiancée as she proceeded to swallow again and again as he kept ejaculated spurt after spurt into her hot sucking mouth. 

Maurice was just amazed in seeing her eat it all, and she even licked at her creamy lips when he finally eased himself out of her talented mouth. Then for one final instruction, he advised "Now look up at me again, Miss Walters! Open yer mouth wide and wiggle yer talented tongue at me! Show me that ya went and swallowed all my jizz! Yeah, that's it, makes the guy ya've jist blown feel good in seeing that ya went and ate it all!"

Now standing before the black stranger, who had taken a seat in the armchair, Diane continued to lick at her slick lips as she reached back to unzip the back of her red dress. Seconds later, the red garment lay in a puddle around her white heels, with the only other remaining items of clothing being her lacy red bra and matching pair of panties. "Now undo the bra and let me see those pink nipples of yers!" she was told, before reaching back behind of her to comply with the request. 

"Now take off those heels and go and over and kneel on the bed with your knees spread apart!" she was told. Complying, Diane put the spike of her right heel against her left, and then slipped her foot out of the leveraged heel. Toes of her right foot at the back of the spike of her left heel, she then slipped her foot out of that one. Walking over to the bed, dressed in only her lacy red panties, she did as the black stranger asked of her, wondering just what was to come next. 

From where she knelt on the bed, Diane then got to watch the muscular black begin to shed all of his clothing. The big brute of a man stood at 6'5" and had to easily tip the 300 lb. mark on the scales. With her being a mere 115 lbs., her fiancé at 170 lbs., Diane realized that she'd nearly have double the weight atop of her body versus what she should be accustomed soon. Double the weight of the man versus her fiancé, but also a cock more than double the size in both length and girth to what she had never experienced before, and the thought of it had her juices now leaking into the crotch band of her panties. 

The man's cock was limp, but still lengthy as it slowly began rising as it throbbed back to life. 'My God, the amount of semen he stores up in those walnut-sized testicles of his!' was the thought that went through her mind at the moment as she recalled how they had contracted in the palm of her hand before a powerful stream of his filth had earlier spurted into her mouth and throat. The big ebony body glistened in the sunlight as the man now walked towards the bed where she knelt.

Diane could only pant in anticipation, wondering what was to come. Then the man turned to lie on his back, his hands grasping the back of her thighs as he scooted up the bed till his eyes were right below the crotch band of her panties. Knees pushed further apart by strong hands, Diane came down to where the crotch band of her panties rested on the man's closed lips. "Oh, Goddddddddd .........................oh, God ...........................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddd!" she cried out as the man opened his mouth and his tongue pressed up into her panties, pushing the garment into her juicy slit. 

Diane then realized that the man was eating her right through her panties, something that she had heard about in her college days through some of her promiscuous sorority sisters, but never had she even allowed her fiancé to put his face near her most private part. 

Reaching down, Diane clutched the comforter on the bed with both hands as her body shuddered and convulsed from the unbelievable sensations coursing throughout her entire body. Never had she experienced something like this before and she began leaking her joy juice into the crotch band of her panties. "Oh, God ..................oh, God .........................oh, my God ............................oh, my God .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ..............................ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ...........................mmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned out loudly with fists balled up with handfuls of the comforter.

Seconds later, Diane screamed out "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...................................................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd ............................................oh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" She was going totally out of her mind as the black bastard beneath of her had pulled aside the leg band of her panties and now had his thick tongue wiggle right up in her snatch. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ................................ohhhh ......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....................................oh, my Godddddddddddddd .....................................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddd .......................................ahnhhhhhhh ...................................ahnhhhhhhhhh ....................................Godddddddddd ......................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" Diane shrieked out at the top of her lungs as she orgasmed and juiced right upon the thick tongue that was flicking at her ultra-sensitive clit. Never before, never ever before, had she orgasmed or creamed in such a way! 

'Unbelievable! Just unfucking believable!' her once prim and proper mind told her. Again her petite body involuntarily flinched, squirting yet another flow of her sweet honey into the mouth of the man who just taken to heights never before reached in her lifetime! Body shaking, convulsing uncontrollably, Diane rubbed her cunny down against the open mouth and tongue inserted up into her pulsating cunny.

"A-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h .............................................a-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!" Diane moaned as her entire body quivered, cunny squeezing as more juice oozed down onto the thick tongue wiggling up in her pulsating snatch. She had just orgasmed into the mouth of the black man she had only come into contact less than an hour ago, a man who's name she did not even know, as here bare butt fell back onto the bed just above the man's kinky head. 

Legs widespread, Diane sat there in a stupor with her back against the headboard as the man sat up on the bed, grinning at her and licking his wet glistening chops. Diane then began to comprehend what had just taken place there in the secluded cabin while her loving fiancé was up in the air flying off to another city. 

But it was still hard for her to fully realize that 'I let a strange man put his face up against me on my panties, let him put his tongue up into my sex, eat me, eat me out good! My God, how depraved can I get! And the thing I did earlier, how disgusting, taking his 'thing' into my mouth, letting him do it right in my mouth and swallowing his slimy filth!' 

Then, as she remained in the sitting position up against the headboard, the black stranger was up on his feet next to the bed. His large black hands were reaching up towards her waist, thick fingers grasping the waistband of her panties and pulling down over her trim waist. Seconds later, the wispy red garment was pulled from her ankles and feet, leaving her now stark naked on the bed.

Strong hands now clasping around her ankles, Diane trembled as she was suddenly being pulled down upon the bed, the back of her head hitting the soft mattress near the headboard. Her heart thumped as the bed sagged when the heavy man knelt upon the mattress and was shuffling up the bed between her widespread legs. Her mind said that this was wrong and that she shouldn't let it happen, yet Diane could not put up any type of resistance as the stranger's large calloused hands were sliding up her bare legs. Strong hands now at her inner thighs, pushing her legs even wider apart, and now her nipples tingled as the man's chest rubbed up against them.

Sucking in her breath as she felt the felt the man's heavy body settling down upon hers. Her cunny squeezed upon feeling the thick fleshy bulb pushing up against her cunny slick, pushing up against her time and time again, until she felt it against her hymen and then she felt the man nuzzling up at her neck and nibbling at her earlobe. 

Then the strange man whispered something into her ear, a phrase that seemed to waken her inner self, seemingly wakening her from the mental stupor she had fallen into, making her fully aware of what was actually taking place there at the secluded cabin. 'What am I doing here? Why did I come here? Why am I with this strange man? What have I done? How could I be doing this with a strange man? A black man?' was questions that suddenly raced through her now quite rational mind. "STOP! STOP! No! No ......................I don't want this! Stop ...........................this ..........................this is RAPE!" Diane screamed out, her petite hands hitting the man's broad shoulders to get him to stop. 

Exactly as what had been promised him, the beautiful bitch snapped out of her hypnotic state as soon as he had whispered that magic phrase into her ear. All that had taken place earlier in the cabin had been done due to the hypnotic suggestions implanted into her mind when she had gone to assist the church's research in attending that session at the marriage counselor's office. 

Maurice just loved feeling her small fists wailing away at him, bouncing off his strong muscular shoulders without any effect to deter him, his hands moving up to her trim waist to keep her in place as he found and centered his bloated cockhead up against her tight untouched hymen. And now to get the thrill he had paid all that money for, he lunged forward and heard the shrill cry "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..................................stoppppppppppp ....................................stoppppppppppppppp ......................................it's too biggggggggggggg ...............................it's too biggggggggggggggggggg ...................................you're killing meeeeeeeee .......................................you're tearing meeeeeeeeeeee ................................argggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

All that screaming had Maurice chuckling as it was just a mere three tight inches that he had skewered up into the beautiful bitch, giving him cause to wonder 'How the hell am I gonna get another nine plus inches up into this beautiful little screamer? Jesus, I's only got three inches up into her and listen to how she's wailing!' Grasping her trim hips, Maurice lunged forward once again, skewering another three solid inches up into bitch, enjoy hearing her scream "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Stoppppppppppppppp! Stopppppppppppppppppppppp! Please stoppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp!"

Pain, just excruciating pain racked Diane's body, in particular right between her wide spread legs was where it all emanated from. She desperately tried to keep trembling body frozen, not daring to move a muscle in hopes of easing the pain. However, with her gloating rapist taking pleasure in her pain and shoving even more of his monstrosity up into her tight cunny, the agonizing pain had her now sobbing.

Diane just could not understand how she had gotten herself in this horrid position, how she could have driven up to this secluded cabin near Clear Lake to have sex with another man that wasn't her fiancé, sex with strange man, sex with a black man! She could only sniffle in shame as her gloating assailant chuckled "Oh, sweetie, yer so fuck'n tight! I'm happy to pop yer tight fuck'n virgin cherry! That pencil-dick fiancé of yers sure must have a small one! When I's git through with ya, Miss Walters, ya ain't ever gonna enjoy a fuck session with that fiancé of yers! No sirree, ya's ain't gonna git off unless ya've got a big black cock up yer tight little twat! Oh, yeah, I's gonna ruin ya good! In yer wedding night hubby's gonna wonder if'n he fell in a hole when he puts his little pecker in yer gaping cunt!" 

Even more pain shot through her body, then finally his pubic bone was bumping up against her cervix, meaning that the bastard had shoved all twelve plus inches of his big black cock up into her! Diane groaned and shuddered as the bastard began to grind his pelvis up against her in a circular motion, apparently doing so to widen her once tight slit even more, causing her to pick up what he had just said of his intent to 'Ruining her good!'

Twitching his cock once in her tight cunny, then once again, Maurice smiled and chuckled in getting to feel her cunny respond instinctively by squeezing itself around his invading fuck stick. Another twitch of his cock in her cunny and the beautiful bitch's cunt instinctively squeezed back once again. With her cunny now juicing madly, serving as lubricant for the fleshy bone, Diane shivered with unwanted pleasure as it began to piston in and out of her now clasping cunny hole. 

Balled fists that had been pounding at her assailant's broad shoulders were now unclenched with her beautifully manicured fingers grasping at her rapist's bulging biceps. And with her cunny now clenching and unclenching around the bastard's black fuck stick, Diane's flung her trim white legs around his ass and locked her ankles together in an attempt to pull him even deeper into her. 

Her mind shattered at this stage, Diane found herself instinctively responding to the first fucking ever thrown to her, with her rapist's long thick cock promising to send her right to the moon itself. Although her mind was still in deep turmoil, the betrayal of her body had Diane arching up each time the black bone was sliding back down into her now very slick slit.

Betrayed by her body, Diane fought all she could mentally to not give in, gritting her teeth as moan of pleasure escaped from her. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned. Seconds later, she arched up as her body went into spasms, convulsing as she screamed out "Ahhhhhhhhhhh .....................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .................................................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! Oh, God!"

Looking down to where the camcorder was transmitting the video, Maurice smiled and announced "Damn, she sure is a bleeder!" Due to the brutal rape, his entire cock and the insides of her ivory thighs were just coated in blood, attesting to the fact that the lovely bride-to-be had indeed been a virgin.

More and more cherry blood was being pumped out of her as he fucked the delirious beauty, slicing in and out of her bleeding slit. As the raped beauty continued to cry out in pain, Maurice hammered away at the bitch, telling her that "I's gonna give ya yer wedding present real soon, sweetie! Yeah, I's gonna cum in ya and knock ya up good, bitch!" 

Maurice smiled at his accomplishment, that of making the beautiful bitch to orgasm on his cock, as that would turn the prim and proper bride to be into one hot little nymphomaniac for black cock. Anyway, that was what was told to him after winning the auction and thus far all that had been promised had indeed come true to this point. 

Feeling her body spasm again and again, Maurice humped away at the beautiful bitch, wanting all the viewers to get their money's worth. Had he not won the auction, he certainly would have been one of those signing up for pay-per-view of this beautiful bitch being raped up at this secluded cabin. Fortunately for Maurice, he was not on the other end watching the pretty blonde bride to be getting raped by a big black stud, but he was the stud sticking to her.

When was briefed on the details, Maurice had been told of the hidden camcorders set up throughout the cabin, and all the hot rape action was to be broadcast to all the internet subscribers. And the number mentioned then, several days ago, stood at over twelve thousand viewers. For the thousand bucks pop, the subscriber got the full three day cabin special, from the moment the beautiful Miss Walters stepped through the cabin door that morning till she exited late Sunday.

Stabbing forward, burying his throbbing cock into the hilt, Maurice loudly announced that "I's gonna cum bitch! Gonna cum in ya, Miss Walters! Gonna knock ya up with a little black bastard! Ahhhh ...............................ahhhhhh ...........................cummingggggggggggggggg ...............................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..............................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Minutes later, finally done breeding the bitch, Maurice slipped on out, then grasped the dazed beauty, turning her a bit till her feet was pointing at the camcorder located just above the bed. Then, he raised her legs up and pushed them apart, proudly giving the paying viewers a view of the copious amount of his thick seed oozing out of her raped slit.

Deeply planted in her mind, when in the marriage counselor's office and in a hypnotic state, an insatiable craving for black cock would be created once such a cock took her into outer space and giving her a mind shattering orgasm. Coming out of her stupor, Diane found herself lying upon the bed next to the black stranger who had pop her cherry deprived her future husband his most precious dream since he received it, "Yes, I accept to be your betrothed lady".

The same black man who sent her into outer space and subsequently triggered her insatiable craving for a big black cock. She looked down, saw the long but limp cock lying on the man's thigh, then reached out with her left hand to wrap her ivory white manicured fingers around the dark tube meat. 

Now, with it in its limp state, Diane found that the tip of her middle could now touch the tip of her thumb, thus she could fully encircle the girth of it. Grabbing it at the base and pulling it towards her, the spent cock drooped over her closed fist in its limp state. 

Turning upon the bed, moving closer to the man who had raped her, Diane swallowed and licked at her lips. Bending forward, she got her mouth over the thick dome, then began running her tongue over the fleshy head before using the tip of her tongue to tease his flaring piss hole.

Unbeknownst to Diane, her own Pastor and the marriage counselor were both watching the action taking place upon the cabin's bed, switching to the camcorder that would provide the best viewing for their pay-per-view audience. From the hidden camcorder just above the headboard, the audience would get to see the prim and proper beauty's blue eyes looking up to see the pleasure on the man's face whose thick black cock had become swollen stiff from her mouthing and tonguing. Unheard by her was her own Pastor commenting to his consort "Jesus Christ, would you look at that! The prim and proper bitch is giving head like a pro after just one lesson!" 

Diane had indeed learned her lesson well, pumping and shucking at the cock's base while using her tongue and mouth expertly, and using her free hand to palm and cradle the man's black walnuts. And minutes later, when the black stranger arched his hips up to shove even more of his cock into her pleasure sucking mouth, Diane gave him the thrill of looking into her baby blue eyes as he spurted his joy juice time and time again into her mouth. Then, after draining the black bastard's donkey sized cock, she opened her mouth wide and extended her flicking tongue to show him that she hadn't lost a drop of his precious jizz. 

Then the audience watching would see the supposedly prim and proper fiancée scooting up upon the bed on her knees, her hand grasping the top of the headboard as she lower her crotch onto the man's face. It would be quite an erotic sight for the viewers, seeing the lovely young woman swoon and hearing her moan with pleasure, as well as her loudly panting out "Ohhhh, eat me, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

Then her wild contortions as she screamed out "Oh, yes ..........................yessssssssssssssss ...............................oh, yessssssssssssssssss ..............................tongue meeeeee ..................................oh, Godddddddddddddd .....................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggg .................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg ..............................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The pay-per-view audience certainly was well satisfied in all the action they got to observe in the secluded cabin. With just some dead periods, as the exhausted couple dozed some to regain their strength, it was nearly non-stop fucking and sucking between the interracial couple. The contrast of the big black buck and the ivory white skin of the petite woman certainly provided an erotic sight for all watching. 

So satisfied were the viewers that quite a few sent in emails requesting they be notified if and when 'that beautiful white bitch is pimped out on an hourly basis'! Pastor Norton and his consort the devil Dr. Angeline Trèsor saw this as quite a money making venture and began making plans to put things into fruition, planning on implanting the needed hypnotic suggestions into the mind of the lovely Miss Walters on her next planned visit to help the church out in its research project at the marriage counselor's office. Pastor Norton and his devilish wife, an expert hypnotist and psychologist, began making plans for her next session schedule for the next Monday afternoon. 

Saturday night at the cabin provided the viewers with quite an exciting event as they watched the interracial couple going at it doggie style. But suddenly the ringing of a phone could be heard in the background and panic registered on the pretty woman's face as she stammered out "My fiancé .........................it's my fiancé calling for me on my cell phone!"

They watched as her black lover reached over to grasp the handle of her purse to pull it over to the bed, yet his glistening ebony cock never got fully dislodged from her clasping cunny, which gripped tightly around the bloated cockhead to prevent his exit. 

It was quite an erotic sight, that of the supposedly faithful and virginal wife to be answering her phone all while her black lover was sliding his donkey sized cock back up into her juicy hole. And the way she seemed as composed as she chatted with her fiancé, even with the man behind of her beginning to pump away at jackhammer speed.

It was made even more thrilling when they heard the beauty telling her fiancé just how much she loved him, timed so perfectly with the black bastard behind of her breeding her at the very moment, his convulsing body evidently spurting right up into her fertile womb as she said into the phone "I love you too, sweet heart! I`ll saving myself for our wedding night just like you! I'll pick you up Monday evening when your flight gets in!"

Late that Sunday afternoon, as Miss Walters' visit to the secluded cabin at Clear Lake, the pay-per-view audience got to witness another exciting thrill when the blonde beauty was placed on all four as she anticipated getting fucked once again like a bitch in heat. 

But that was not to be as her black companion kept staring at her tender white ass as he shuffled up behind of her. The panic registering on her face, when she felt the fleshy bonehead being fitted to the crack of her ass, was just priceless. "Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" was music to their ears as the beauty screamed like a banshee as the black bastard proceeded to sodomize her. Her desperate attempt to crawl away up the bed was to no avail as strong hands were grasping at her trim hips and pulling her back onto the impaling dong. 

A half-hour later, after sliding off the bed and gingerly getting her clothing back on and slipping into her white heels, Diane was ready to make her departure. But the man who had initially raped her, then sodomized her, advised that she should end her stay the way in the same manner as when she had come, dressed nicely as she now was, on her knees and getting a lesson in cock sucking. The audience would detect a tinge of disgust register on the beauty's pretty face, but then she performed like a pro, even though the cock that she was sucking upon had just recently reamed out her ass. 

Next day, Monday afternoon at the scheduled appointment at the marriage counselor's office, once Diane was placed in a hypnotic state, she was unaware of Pastor Norton's entrance into the room. Having been given communion by her Pastor earlier at the morning service, Diane was once again on her knees in the very same dress she had gone to church in, parting her lips as she had down that morning.

Only this time, the communion she was to receive between her lips was bigger that the wafer of compressed bread she had received earlier. Needing to part her lips wider in order to accommodate what was far meatier in texture, Diane instinctively proceeded to perform what she had learned that prior weekend up at the secluded cabin, using her flicking tongue till it was coated thickly with the holy wine. And after the unholy pastor give her communion; Diane received more hypnotic suggestions to be stored in the back of her mind, to register only when a certain event took place in the near future.

As a secret black brotherhood organization secretly funded the church through such auctions, twice her picture on the church's secret website had horny black bastard's saying he'd pay $5,000 for a day with the beautiful Diane Walters, leading to the two Saturdays that she was out of town for a supposedly professional convention in San Francisco returning home Sunday afternoon with her twat well-fucked and filled with the big black bastard's potent cum! 

Due to her ventures out of town being set up via hypnotic suggestions as to when and how the meetings were to take place, the lovely Diane Walters naturally felt so ashamed of herself upon her return home, having lied to her parents and fiance as to the supposed interior designer's conference being held out of town but instead going to meet a big black man at a motel for some much needed sex!

Now at the young age of 21 and next to married less than a month, Diane Walters was riddled with guilt, wondering as to just how she could have slid so far down into the gutter as she had done in such a short time. She went entered her supposedly loving marriage as a chaste little virgin and had exchanged marital vows with the handsome young man she had fallen in love with, vows that she had intended on keeping for her entire live, and so Diane was beside herself as to how she could so easily abandoned those vows to sate those nagging sexual needs that had cropped up in her mind. 

Little did Diane realize that it was all due to her agreeing to attend those marital sessions that the church was doing a study on for engage couple and newlyweds, for those hypnotic sessions were merely for unholy Pastor and his consort to state their sexual needs upon her body and also to plant those hypnotic suggestions in her mind that would lead her to becoming a whore for black cock. 

Men, especially those black men in the brotherhood that secretly contributed a great deal to the church, were only too willing to part with their money for the pleasure of fucking a beautiful engage or newlywed white woman such as the likes of her!

But as to her other encounters with those two black men, Diane could not get them out of her mind no matter how much she tried, especially at how much pleasure she had derived from such illicit coupling. 'What made me do it? Why? What made me lie to Troy telling him that I had a seminar to attend out of town for the weekend, only to meet up with a strange man, a black man? Wild uninhibited sex letting a black man who I never met before make love to me? "Love' who am I kidding as that was pure sex with me begging him to fuck me to shove that big black cock of his up into me and fuck me like a two-bit whore!' were the thoughts that ate at her mind.

What got her even more puzzled was that she hadn't use any protection each time she fucks them, no use any protection came into play with the two black men she had gone to meet! Fortunately, she had lucked out and not gotten herself knocked up in the process. 

When the time of wedding arrived, Miss Diane Walters now Mrs. Diane Benfield on her honeymoon compared her husband with black men, lying in bed and hearing her pathetic husband begin to snore, Diane's thoughts went back to the prior events, and how impressed she was with the staying powers of all black men! 'Damn, they sure knew how to use his 'Johnsons', that's for sure!' Diane thought of the muscular black buck who deflowered her in the secluded cabin smiling to herself, Diane recalled seeing the man's smiling grin of excitement when she turned to put her fingers up to her lips to advise him to 'keep quiet' as she used her cell phone. 

On all fours, feeling the man's hands on her trim hips and his boner head pushing up her slick cunny, she then spoke into the phone "Hi, sweetheart, thought I'd call you as it's just after nine and you were going to bed early so you can focus on the case in the morning of Monday! How was your day, sweet heart? Did you get that contract you were after?" 

As her in this time future husband was telling her about his day, the excited black man behind of her got the unbelievable pleasure of getting to fuck a young beautiful blonde fiancée while she was actually conversing with her cuckold fiancé on the phone! And to make it so much more unbelievable for the black buck servicing her, Diane kept her fool fiancé on the phone till she sensed the man about to ejaculate his hot seed deep in her womb. And at the right time, she told her fiancé "Sweet heart, I'd better go on and get some rest!" Hot cum blast up into her cunt, she crooned "I love you too, sweet heart! I`ll saving myself for our wedding night just like you! I'll pick you up Monday evening when your flight gets in!" 

The following week after returning from their honeymoon, when her husband advised is out of town for two days, Diane obeyed her hypnotic suggestion and called into relay the information to the marriage counselor. When work got off on that first day her husband was on his business trip, Diane drove to the plush Armstrong Arms where she obtained the penthouse key at the front desk. 

Beginning at 6:30 p.m., Diane would be admitting one black male into the penthouse suite, entertaining him for an hour and a half before showering and freshening up for the next visitor. Her last visitor would arrive at 12:30 a.m., allowing her to get a beauty nap before having to get up and go to work the next morning. 

Then the same schedule would apply for the next night while her husband was off on his business trip. Diane was unaware of why or what made her do such whorish things, but having a big black man upon and in her excited her to no end. Little did she know how profitable it was for marriage counselor and her Pastor, for each paying customer at 6:30, 10:30, and 12:30 dished out a grand apiece for his visit to the penthouse suite.

The 8:30 p.m. session went way higher, a cool $2,500, as that customer would have the pleasure of fucking the beautiful wife while she chatted on the phone when her husband called each night just after 9 p.m. Her husband never had a clue as to her stepping out on him, for he was calling their home number which Diane had call forwarded to her cell.

MEGAN SENATOR'S DAUGHTER.

Politics and religion were two items in society that were always to remain separate, with the lines now becoming more blurred than in the past.  The seamy side of politics called for a 'win' by any means available to that candidate for office or the party he belonged to!  For the small community churches or congregations, involvement in such politics would not play any part unless a member of its own congregation was the one running for office. 

But when a congregation became a nationally recognized one with television viewership regionally or nationwide, a seamy side on the religious end could very well exist.  And should these two seamy sides of both equations ever become entangled, things could become very complicated and quickly. 

In comparison to the past, it now cost many millions of dollars in a run for any type of Congressional office, be it the House or the Senate.  And at this level of politics, it was a cut-throat type of operation, taking no prisoners.  Thus, whatever it did not cost to get that party's candidate into office, no expense nor lack of morals was to be spared.      

In this year's race was incumbent Senator Marvin Rafter, an outspoken and outrageous anti-abortionist, a Always Born Christian.  A major asset that Senator Rafter possessed was that of the attributes of his beautiful younger daughter, Megan Rafter, now age 22. Miss Megan Rafter was very beautiful blond, bright green eyes; 5'6" height, 125 lbs. weight; a former state beauty queen as well as a very successful future prosecuting attorney. 

As a senator's daughter, this former beauty queen still maintained her looks and charm along with being at her political prime, having recently become a local TV talk show co-host on Christian values. The senator's daughter stood by her father in the fight against filthy pornography, a major part of the senator's political platform, hoping that such would lead to his being selected as a possible VP candidate. 

Megan, like her father senator, was a firm advocate of capital punishment as well. With the senator being an incumbent, associated with the political party that dominated state politics for over the past thirty some odd years, the election looked to be a no-brainer as to the senator's re-election, but strange things do happen so it was a get up and go campaign till the last vote had been counted. 

The latest when both appeared together on stage, Senator Rafter announced publicly that "If re-elected, at the request of my lovely daughter Megan, I will be appointing her as head of the Committee to Eliminate Pornography that's to be formed, at the large salary of $1 a year!"

The opposing party had been just a joke over the past dozen years or so, so weak that at times no one wanted to waste any money in running for office against the much more powerful opposition from the opposing party.  This year was no exception, other than the rather reluctant Larry Hayes having his name put on the ballot, all at the insistence of his boss who headed the strongest porn organization in the state. 

Running the show against the incumbent senator and his political party did George Johnson, known as the porn chief in that state along with areas on the fringes of the adjoining states, with the police know full well as to his involvement in porn?  But otherwise, George Johnson kept a real low profile and made every attempt to keep his name and picture out of the news. 

George was smart enough to delegate authority, giving his lieutenants full rein of their territories, and in that way his picture didn't get on the front page of the newspaper.  Four years earlier, there was just a token opposition on the ballot to challenge the bright shining star of Senator Rafter's campaign. Back then, George merely shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about the congressional seat as the heat only came from the state and local officials. 

But now the incumbent senator was drumming up ground roots support from the voters in the state, telling them that they should "Re-elect me and let's have our state lead the nation's way in ridding us of all the filth that pornography creates!  Our own state leads the nation in creating such filth and thus we need to help our state and city officials in helping with the elimination of filthy smut!"

'Damn, if this fuck'n SOB gets re-elected, that'll mean a lot more heat coming down on us!' George Johnson correctly surmised. Trying to get someone reputable in the opposition party to run against the very popular senator proved futile, even with George's promise of financial support to back that candidate's campaign. 

But all the good qualified candidates shook their heads, feeling as if it was political suicide if he/she ran and lost by a landslide, which was indeed a very real possibility.  So George was left with the only option he had, putting one of his guys onto the ballot to at least put up some kind of opposition to the senator's determination to eliminate smut and porn, but such a guy would have to be without any kind of rap sheet as yet. 

For Larry Hayes, it was just him putting his name out on the ballot with his boss taking care of all the associated fees and signature requirements needed to get on the ballot, and he'd be getting his regular pay throughout the election period.  So Larry didn't really care about it all as his chances of winning was between 'slim and none'! 

George Johnson was just one mean and devious SOB, a guy that no one in his right mind dared to cross him in any way, but he was very determined to keep a very low profile and out of the public's eye. Born as Benjamin Barnaby Baines the first nickname was the shortening of his last name when his classmates called him Bain-Bain, then his running and aggressive football playing days gave way to his current nickname of 'Bear Baines'! Then when he entered the world of porn, only he changed his name to George Johnson.

Some headway was being made against the incumbent senator; with of course the main backing coming from the old downtown area where one's living depended on the porn industry. To get the general public on board and to put up a good fight was by dangling the Freedom of Speech card before them, pointing out that the senator was trying to deprive them of that solemn right that the goody-goody senator and his daughter were trying to preach their religious beliefs onto them. 

With a million bucks had already been poured into the campaign, it was proving quite difficult to create Larry Hayes into a credible candidate with the potential of beating the incumbent senator.  And then it was as if the plug in the sink had just been pull, all taking place with George watching the asshole of a senator on television and hearing the announcement of his planning to appoint that beautiful blond bitch of his as head of that new committee at a salary of a buck a year! 

George threw the plate in his hands against the wall and cussed "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!  FUCKING HELLLLLLLLLL!  AH, SHIT ..............................FUCKING SHITTTTTTT!  A million fuck'n bucks down the fucking drain!" 

As the camera focused in on the beautiful Miss Megan Rafter, wearing a nice conservative beige skirt and blouse, George again cursed "FUCKING BITCH!  YOU FUCKINGGGGGGG BITCHHHH!"

Over the week following that announcement of that beautiful blond bitch to chair the new committee against the porn industry, George just stewed and fumed while pacing about his plush office, often kicking the trash can across the room in total frustration. 

"Fuck, it's like being caught between a rock and a hard place!  FUCKKKKKK!" he yelled out loud, putting a big dent in the metal trashcan as he gave it another boot across the room. 

'The best that I can do is to have the church just keep mum as to its viewpoint on our organization and not single out any of porn shops that under our control!' he concluded. 

But with the opposition's crusade against porn, George knew that the church would certainly be hard pressed if anyone in the press asked for its stand on the topic.  'Fuck .......................if that bastard's fucking girl is successful in her anti-porn crusade as she was in the prosecutor's office .......................I am fucked!' George cussed, this time kicking at the side of the sofa in his office. 

With the news coming across the television at that instant, George looked at the screen and saw that it was the blond bitch as she was being interviewed by the news reporter as to what her plans entailed should that new commission did in fact come about. 

Listening to the bitch lay out overall plan; George cussed once again "FUCKKKKKK!"  Sighing deeply, he then muttered on out that "You just need one good fuck, you uppity little bitch!  Damn, I'd sure like to be the one to do it .......................shit; I'd just throw you down and show you what fucking is all about!  But first I'd give you a real close up view of what would 'ruin' that tight little pussy of yers!  Yeah, a close up view with ya on yer fuck'n knees!  Ya ever suck cock, sweetie?  I doubt it .................but fer sure ya ain't ever sucked on some dark meat, heh, heh!"   

As few times in his life, George felt desperate at a dead end. Fortunately by George Johnson, he had a good lieutenant in his son Benjamin Bronco Baines named simply Bronco, 28 y. o., 6'5" height, and 235 lbs. weigh, and 13" of big black cock, is George's only son. George Johnson had intelligently inscribed her son with her former last name, Bronco eventually be responsible for the legal affairs of his emporium. Bronco, like his father, played football in college and after an awkward injury, he studied law and is a good lawyer.

Bronco knows the beauty; "She is a ‘goody, goody, two shoes' dad. Leave her to me."

"Shut you're fucking mouth up Bronco" told George to his son.

"I know the bitch dad. We studied in the same University. I almost take her cherry in a party. She was drunk but her sororities saved her. She felt attract to me, but she had a boyfriend and very over protected by her father. Trust me sir, I'll fuck the bitch, I'll ruin her, knock her up with a black baby, she marry me and her father accept me to avoid scandal." Bronco assured.

"Yeah" said George with some disbelief "And what will you do?"

"I have a plan! Trust me!" Bronco assured again.

"But you'll need help. Who can help you?" asked George convinced by the safety of his son.

"God. God through the Ukiah Congregational Church!" concluded Bronco.

And then it was as if a light was now at the end of the dark tunnel and getting a bit brighter each second going by.  'Yeah ..................yeah ..................oh, fuck yeahhhhhhh!  Jezzzzusssss, I should have thought of this sooner ..................way sooner!  Fucking idiot ..........................it took the head between yer fuck'n legs to solve yer fuck'n problem!' George cussed himself out.

'Jist think it out ......................think it all out in detail .....................then go and spring the trap on that goody-goody little bitch and the SOB she's daughter to!' he told to his son.

"Bronco you're a genius. Do you know it?" George says with widely smile while hugs his son.

In this state, only one large and influential religious institution came to fit the bill as to having both major political parties trying to win its support and endorsement ...........................the Ukiah Congregational Church!  What had started out as a little congregation in a small town not too many years ago, the Ukiah Congregational Church had become a regional religious experience several years earlier, and just last year it broadcast weekly on national television. 

Support and an endorsement from this organization would mean millions of donations coming in from the members of the congregation to the parties' candidate or to the party itself. Of course the church couldn't come right out and say who to vote for or who it supported and endorsed, but those aspects could easily be side-stepped, by for example the pastor telling his congregation that "I like what he's doing!" or "I like his ideas!"  With this year being a major election year, the Ukiah Congregational Church was put on the agenda by both political parties as a critical endorsement to be obtained.

Still referred to as Dr. Angeline Trèsor, excommunicated from her religious order in Haiti years ago for have seduced a number of white women the majority missionaries and daughters or wives of diplomats established in that poor Caribbean country and give them to black men including some of her relatives, all women get pregnant with black babies in her congregation, she still managed to partake in sating her lusty hormones through the unscrupulous pastor of the Ukiah Congregational Church. Now, through her husband Pastor Norton from the church in Ukiah, Dr. Angeline Trèsor was being introduced to trusting members of the Ukiah congregation as his wife and a trusted marriage counselor.

But only two things interested as well as excited the devious Dr. Angeline Trèsor, money for one and the other being sweet innocent white women ruined for black men.  For the unsuspecting, especially the foolish white people, the BH was a well-respected organization and those abbreviations stood for the 'Blessed Herd'. But in reality, it was a deviant organization that had suckered in the affluent whites and provided the deviant black members with tender white pussy as BH really stood for 'Black Horses'! And Angeline Trèsor played quite an important and instrumental role in providing them with the desirable white beauties.

An expert in hypnotism, supposedly a renowned marital counselor that everyone in Ukiah accepted as fact since she was introduced by Pastor Norton in that way, Angeline Trèsor had perfected her trade far beyond many of her peers.

Normally, a patient going under hypnosis would only go so far in obeying a command if it involved compromising one's ethical and moral values. But Dr. Angeline Trèsor had perfected her technique to have one's ethical and moral values overridden by her commands and the subject would obey the command without hesitation.

Still, Dr. Trèsor prided herself as being a woman of high 'integrity'! Oh, but certainly not for the subjects she had hypnotized and planted deep seeded sexual suggestions that would lead a beautiful and innocent white woman to go astray, willingly spreading their trim sexy white legs for a big black buck. 

Her integrity was that of her business dealings with the affluent members of the BH, making certain that they got what they paid for in bidding on the church's special auctions. Yes, if a member of the BH bid on claiming a virgin before her wedding day, she'd get to pop that bitch's precious little cherry.  Upon hypnotizing a beauty and relaying her responses on the BH website, be it a young virginal bride-to-be or a faithful wife of twenty some odd years, the winning bidder would be assured that his black cock would get to be the very first strange cock up in her pussy and ass. Her lips would also be virginal if he so chose, but many enjoyed watching as her very own pastor became the very first to give her that special communion.

For George Johnson, he knew the importance and influence wielded by the Ukiah Congregational Church due to its national exposure, but in being a BH member he also knew of its darker and seedier side because he himself had even enjoyed getting in on the bidding wars for some sweet little innocent babe!

With money being of no problem for George, he knew that he could very well monopolize each and every 'auction' when some sweet faithful wife was put on the block.  But with the time constraints in his being kingpin of the porn industry in the state, George couldn't always get the time set aside to enjoy the bidding process. 

Besides, there were many beautiful young bitches that he could have any time he wanted ..................all for free ..............with no consequences to worry about!  Hell, rape charges were of no concern or something to worry about for George and his boys, not if the badly indebted punk or his still beautiful but just raped wife hoped to avoid getting tossed into the drink with a chain on his/her ankle that was connected to a concrete block. 

So in a sense it all came down to the simple analysis of 'Why bid in an auction when you can get something very similar for free!  FREE is a very good price!'  Thus the final analysis that George had come up with as to soliciting the support was make a large donation to the church in exchange for it not coming out directly against them directly.  So for a hundred grand, the head of the Ukiah Congregation just kept mum.

Following his donation on behalf of his organization, George got to meet with Pastor Norton and his wife who was referred to as Dr. Trèsor In her assessment, the now nationally known Pastor Norton was mainly concerned making himself and his church bigger and better known.  And of course, have donations roll into the church was one of his primary objectives, and thus the money hungry pastor was more than willing to turn a blind eye to the porn industry. 

With George being a member of the BH, it was like an honor code that he not use that knowledge to threaten to bring down the church, and in exchange the church did nothing to antagonize him.  It was like a mutual truce as both were behind the scenes when it came to filthy smut, pornography, and prostitution. 

And when it came to prostitution, George's operation would hardly raise an eyebrow as it basically dealt with the typical streetwalker and of course young runaway girls being plied into the world's oldest profession, as compared to the church's secretive operation ...................that of pimping out beautiful naive wives from within the congregation to highest bidder! 

As for Dr. Trèsor, George surmised that the tall black woman was the brains behind the operation, with her defrocking as a priest probably having preceded the startup of the current operation. Although he had made the hefty donation, it would only serve for the church not coming out against him, it'd be hard pressed for the church not to give the nod to the senator's stand against pornography.           

A week later, while watching yet another interview of the senator's daughter as she spouted out her future plans of snuffing out the porn industry through the committee to be created by her father, George loudly cursed out "FUCKING BITCH!  YOU FUCKINGGGGGGG BITCHHHH!"  

Staring at the beautiful bitch gracing the screen, hearing her was giving George a mean headache, but in looking at her his other 'head' began to throb.  'Damn ................if Bronco ever got to that bitch ...............He'd make her shut up once and for all!  Heh, heh .....................He'd shut her up good ..................plug that bitch's mouth up with some prime black meat!  He's sure would like to give it to that fucking bitch ..............teach her what sex is all about!' he fumed. 

'Shit, if that could ever happen, that'd stop the fucking anti-porn crusade right in its tracks!' he sighed deeply, thinking that the situation was just futile at this point. 

Over the next week, unable to get that blond bitch out of his mind, George Johnson had finally gotten it all figured out as to how pull off this caper.  Basically, he was going to approach the church again with an even bigger donation, only this time George wanted the Ukiah Congregational Church to outwardly support and endorse the incumbent senator's anti-pornography campaign. 

Figuring that an additional quarter of a million bucks tossed into the church's kitty would certainly pull it off, especially as the church could now go with the avenue that the faithful would expect of it.  But for a quarter of a million, George would be wanting something a bit more out of it, something that he knew Dr. Trèsor and Pastor Norton were more than capable of pulling off. 

So George would propose to the now nationally known Pastor Norton to invite the senator's daughter to the next national broadcast to the faithful, allowing her to give her spiel on how she planned on chairing that future committee against pornography. 

First to invite the bitch to come down the church to more fully discuss her stand before the church gave its support to the campaign, and then Pastor Norton was to introduce her to his wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor for her insight on having a happy and everlasting marriage.  At that time, the evil Dr. Trèsor could then perform her hypnotic magic, implanting some nice and juicy sexual suggestions into the blond bitch's subconscious.    

For a quarter million bucks coming into the church's kitty unexpectedly, complying with the requests made by George Johnson were no problem at all, especially as the church could now take the appropriate and high road when it came to pornography. 

With the call being made by the now rather nationally famous Pastor Norton to Senator Rafter, his call was readily put through by the campaign staff, and from there it was easy pickings to get the senator to agree to send his beautiful daughter down to Ukiah. 

Although the pastor advised that he was unable to use church funds to donate to any political campaign, the senator was pleased to learn that members of congregation would be able to furnish whatever transportation for Miss Rafter during her stay and that a hotel suite at a plush 5-star hotel would also be reserved.  Pastor Norton was advised to let them know the date and time of her flight arrival so that a limousine would be waiting outside of baggage claim.

Obtaining her luggage from baggage claim, Megan proceeded toward the exit where she observed an airport greeter with her name printed on the sign being held. Going up to the gal holding the sign, Megan identified her and advised that she'd show her to the limousine that was waiting at curbside.  As they approached a very nice white limousine, Megan observed the chauffeur about to open the rear passenger door. 

Reaching the limo, the uniformed driver greeted her warmly with a "Welcome to Ukiah, Mrs. Rafter!  I'm Marvin, your driver, but call me Marv ma'am!  I'm at your disposal 24/7 during your stay!" 

"Thank you!  Thank you very much, Marv!" she replied while stepping into the plush vehicle. 

"Where to first, ma'am?" the driver asked of her. 

"The hotel please, as I'd like to check in and sleep by tomorrow freshens up meeting with Pastor Norton at the church!" Megan advised. 

"Yes, ma'am!" the courtesy Vietnamese driver respond as he closed her door. 

Next day, Megan was surprise that met a new driver waiting her. A huge and muscular black man she was known. He was a former college classmate whom she knew as Bronco. None of them said anything Megan was even a relief because with his grandfather Marvin died in combat in the Vietnam War; have to endure such a type and the same name of his father and grandfather.  

Starting up the limo, Bronco's cock gave a twitch while licking at his lips, thinking 'Damn, that's real prime fuck'n stuff ..........................sure tempting to jist head on off to some deserted area .......................then rape that beautiful bitch in the back of the limo!' 

Looking in his rear view, Bronco observed the beauty take a folder out of her briefcase to go over some papers, and then he pushed the button to activate the camera hidden in an air vent. Reaching for the GPS sitting atop of the dashboard, he pressed the button that would switch the GPS that turned the monitor's screen to now televise a close up of the beauty's long ivory legs.  Absolutely flawless, long sexy white legs with a tantalizing glimpse of her panties, nearly caused Bronco to cream in his pants at that instant.

Pulling up to the front entrance and getting out opening the door for the blond beauty, the church's secretary came down to greet the Senator's wife, and advised that "I'll show Miss Rafter inside and introduce her Pastor Norton!  I'll give you a call a half hour ahead of time so you'll have time to transport Miss Rafter to her hotel!" 

Back in his limo, with a couple hours available, Bronco could take care of some problems related to a new complex under construction in Lakeport.  According to Pastor Norton and Dr. Trèsor, if he got back in two hours, it would be the perfect timing as he could then get to witness the hypnotic suggestions being imputed into the subconscious of the innocent beauty's naive mind. 

As it had been outlined to him by the two unholy couple, the first hour would be discussing her outlook on the pornography statewide and nationally along with that of the church's viewpoint, followed by her being shown the layout of the church and giving her a tour of the church from where she would be speaking that Sunday on the nationally televised spot. 

Once that was done, the couple were going to lead her back to pastor's private office, then get her a cold drink which would spiked with a potent sedative that would have her a bit dizzy for a short period of time ....................time enough for Dr. Trèsor to put her fully under her hypnotic spell!

Anxious to be a witness to the hypnotic session, Bronco got back to the church ahead of schedule, slipping into the adjoining room next to office where the action was currently taking place. Quietly opening the door connecting to the office, Bronco was signaled in by Pastor Norton as Dr. Trèsor was in the midst of implanting hypnotic suggestions deep into the recesses of the beauty's mind ...........................very naughty suggestions as photo after photo flashed onto the computer screen that she was looking intently at, with Dr. Angeline Trèsor suggesting to her "Doesn't that look like a real nice, Miss Rafter?  Doesn't it make you want to kiss it ......................see what it's like to take it in your mouth ........................to suck on it ........................to see if you can make it squirt out it's sticky juice into your mouth, hmmm?'  

With a slight cringe of a disgusting look appearing on her beautiful face, it appeared as if that last suggestion hit a sensitive nerve, causing Dr. Trèsor to ask of her "My dear, Miss Rafter .......................you seem a bit bothered by my last suggestion ....................could it be that the Senator's beautiful daughter has never had the pleasure of having a man's cock in her lovely mouth?" 

To that question, the innocent beauty shook her head from side to side before whispering out "No ............I've never done such a thing!" 

"And why not, my dear?" she was next asked by the unholy bastard. 

"It's .............such a filthy thing to do!" came her response.

Bronco watched as Dr. Trèsor resumed implanting the naughty hypnotic suggestions into the innocent beauty's mind, all while she stared at the screen and the manhood of many a well-endowed man .....................a stream of big black cocks for her to fantasize about!

"Sweetie, have you heard about the myth of black men?"

"Yes, yes. And I believe it."

"Have you had any experience with black men?"

"Of course not!" said Megan disgusting "But I hear my sororities about them!"

"Do you remember any special?"

"Yes, he named Bronco. He studies law but he is my driver now."

"Wao, honey! And this Bronco is hung?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

"What?" Megan replied.

"This Bronco is huge, very muscular and well endowed, isn't he?"

"Oh yes! Yes!" say Megan enthusiastically.

"Well, maybe you have an opportunity to learn about the ‘myth' by your own" say Dr. Trèsor with an evil smile in her face.

That evening it was quite difficult for Megan to fall asleep, the same for the next night, along with any spare moment going towards her fantasizing extremely naughty and dirty thoughts. Such thoughts shook Megan to the core as it was like an obsession, something that she had never before experienced, unable to understand as to why images of strange men kept flooding her mind ..................with each being a muscular black man fisting a massive erection in his hand!

Try as she might, Megan just couldn't shake those naughty images from her mind, and worst of all that she was even wondering about her chauffeur.  Chiding her for wondering if Bronco, being a black man and all, found her attractive as a white woman ..................whether he wanted just throw her down on the back seat of the limousine and rape her! 

Then she thought 'Even though he's been quite polite and a gentleman all along .....................that's the only way he'd get me to submit to him ...................by pinning me down under his big muscular body and raping me ....................with his filthy black 'thing'!'

Unbeknownst to Megan, such naughty images and suggestions had all been implanted deep into the recesses of her mind, and such was all that she could think about at night or during any free moment that she had.

With the Sunday telecast a big success, after which Megan was invited to meet the congregation during a pot luck luncheon in the adjoining auditorium, then there was to be one final event planned for her that evening at the elegant restaurant on the top floor of the hotel she was staying at. 

According to Pastor Norton, a wealthy church benefactor named Barnaby B. Baines wanted to discuss her program over dinner and also to make a large contribution to her father's campaign, but due to his business endeavors this fellow needed to be seen as maintaining a 'neutral' stand when it came pornography. 

Megan had also been told by the pastor that it was Mr. Baines who had been influenced the church that it had to come out and take a stand, get itself involved in the political situation, especially as Miss Rafter would be the one to chair this upcoming committee that would be established once Senator Rafter won re-election to his senate seat.

 As the telecast and luncheon with the congregation took a lot out of her, Megan was glad to have several hours to rest up till it was time to meet with this wealthy church benefactor of the church and big supporter for her campaign to wipe out pornography. 

Taken back in the limo to her hotel, Megan kicked off her heels and slipped out of her dress before plopping herself down upon the king-sized bed for a much needed nap. 

But upon closing her eyes, the first image to come to Megan's mind was that upon having gotten back to the hotel minutes ago, that massive bulge that was right at her eye level when the chauffeur was assisting her out of the limo that had her mind wickedly wondering 'Am I the one that caused the bulge in his pants?  Did he want to drive me to a deserted spot instead ................so he could rape me there?' All this had been a part of the evil planning, all these naughty thoughts instilled into her subconscious by the unholy Dr. Angeline Trèsor.

Having touched herself some, something that she had first resorted to two days earlier, Megan wondered as to just what had become of her since her arrival in Ukiah as never before had she ever masturbated herself. Now it seemed as if she needed some kind of sexual relief each time she went to bed or had time to think, but which always seemed that her mind became flooded with naughty images, in particular images of big muscular black men .....................with each handling his big black 'thing'! 

And each time that she pictured such an image, Megan found herself swallowing deeply as her mouth began watering at the thought of wrapping her lips around the purple head that had swelled on up!  Getting up from the much needed nap, Megan tried to calm herself down as her mind was still filled with the naughty images that had seemed so real and lifelike just minutes ago, but she now came to realize that such were merely her fantasizing in her dreams. 

Going to the dresser, Megan picked up a new set of lacy black undergarments to put on with the elegant black gown she planned on wearing to dinner that evening.  Then proceeding toward the bathroom, she told herself that 'You definitely need to get a grip, girl!  What you need at this very instant is .................a very, very cold shower!'

Right on time as she stepped up to the hostess at the restaurant, Megan advised that "I'm here for a dinner engagement with Mr. Barnaby B. Baines!" 

"Oh, yes ...............he's here already!  Let me show you to Mr. Baines' private booth!" the hostess replied while grabbing two menus before turning about to lead the way. 

Going across the full length of the restaurant towards the windows, Megan saw that Mr. Baines obviously wanted to stay out of the public eye, just as Pastor Norton had advised her of him needing to keep out of the limelight due to his business connections. She could only wonder who this rather mysterious person was, being a wealthy benefactor to the church along with apparently having his own regular private booth in this expensive restaurant. 

As the hostess stopped and turned to indicate that they had reached the private booth, Megan put on a nice smile as she approach and was about to introduce herself with "Mr. Baines, I'm .............................................!" 

Having extended her hand to greet the important man, Megan was speechless to see her chauffeur Bronco rising from seat to greet her, taking her hand in his and bending to kiss the back of her hand.  

Once she saw who Barnaby B. Baines  really was and his taking her hand in his, Dr. Trèsor's hypnotic suggestions became activated, causing Megan to become totally enthralled by his man was no longer in the chauffeur's uniform but in a neat tailor made suit and colorful tie.

"My dear, Megan Rafter, please let me apologize for that slight deception of pretending to be just your chauffeur!  But please remember that I did give you my correct name ..............'Bronco' ............though just my middle name only!  With my businesses calling for discreetness and to appearing to be neutral when it came to the topic of pornography, I needed to meet and observe you as to your plan on tackling the immorality of this unsavory industry before committing my involvement and assistance to the committee that you'll be chairing once your father is re-elected as Senator!" Bronco advised. 

"Please ............please, have a seat, dear!" he advised, while still hold her hand and guiding her to sit next to him in the booth. 

"Do you remember me now?" asked the huge black man.

"Yes, you are Bronco" the blond beauty replied.

She was under the hypnotic spell of an implanted suggestion, and Bronco knew very that her mind would tell her to pull her hand away at this point but that she would be unable to physically do so, even as he caressed her hand and toyed with the symbols of her purity that adorned her ring finger. 

It certainly felt triumphant to see her labored breathing as he fingered her chastity ring, toying and twirling it about her finger. With his left arm over his lap so he could hold her left hand in his, Bronco had his right arm around the petite beauty and his hand was caressing the soft flesh of her arm while having her seated very close to him. 

A moment later, drinks were being delivered to the booth and Bronco advised "I took the liberty of ordering you a glass of white wine!  My research indicated that what you enjoy most at dinner!" 

But in that glass of white wine was a dose of the new colorless/odorless variety of liquid Spanish Fly, a concentrate considered to be twice as potent compared to its predecessor and to become effective in just half the time.   

Sitting next to the big muscular man, whom she had previously only renown to be her chauffeur and former classmate, it had come as a shock to Megan to learn that he was the church's wealthy benefactor and now one who was fully endorsing her stand against the pornography industry.   

The only man with whom she sat so close like this, so intimately close with the male holding her hand with an arm around her as such, was that of her ex-boyfriend Fabrizzio Bianchi, an argentine polo player, the prototype of the Latin lover. She was about to fall and give herself to him but her father the Senator stood in the courtship, sending the Argentine man away to a new polo team in UK, thus saving her precious daughter's virginity.

Sitting there in the booth with Bronco, unable to move away from his caressing hands, Megan wanted so badly to move away from those exploring fingers that were now moving up and down along the right front of her shoulder strap and seeking to move under it. 

Swallowing nervously as her eyes peered downward to the right at the thick fingers of the bold man trying to work their way under the strap of her dress, breathing hard and unable to put up any iota of resistance, Megan lifted the glass of wine to her lips as she so badly needed a drink at this point. 

Megan listened as Bronco told her as to how he could be of assistance to the future commission being planned by her father, the commission against pornography that she was marked to head.  So concerned of those thick finger trying to delve under her dress strap was Megan that she was oblivious to the hand holding hers while toying with her ring, unaware of the hand moving ever so slowly over to the left of her.

Her mind seeming a bit foggy at this stage, Megan shuddered as she let out a slight gasp she felt something moving about under the palm of her hand.  Her mind told her 'No, this can't really be happening!  This can't be happening!  He ..............he went and put my hand on his 'thing'!  It can't be that!' 

Moving her fingers and palm of her hand, Megan traced the thick curving length that was pulsating against her touch under the fabric of the pant covering.  Her middle finger going over the thick but softer bloated end, then rubbed the tip of her finger up and down over the pulsating end of his manhood.  Megan sensed that the big man was becoming excited from her touch as she heard him suck in his breath as she fingered the covered piss hole of his hidden cock. 

Preoccupied with what she had been doing, glad that the thick fingers had given up the attempt to sneak under her dress strap, but instead those exploring fingers were merely tracing their way down over the lacy fabric of her black dress, now approaching the top of breast.  As those traveling fingers moved further on down her dress top, coming ever so close to her sensitive bra encased nipple, Megan unconsciously squeezed her other hand as she tried to still her emotions. 

But in her clutching left hand was the thick meaty man flesh that relished her squeezing touch.  And then came that shivering touch upon the tip of her sensitive nipple, causing Megan to tense up as she closed her eyes and bit the bottom of her lip.

Her right breast being touched and caressed, all while her left hand slid over the covered mound to squeeze at it, Megan then felt Bronco's free hand touching her chin and turning her face towards him. Thick lips were then descending down upon hers, with Megan parting her pink lips when the man's thick tongue sought to enter her unwilling yet unresisting mouth.  An intimate kiss then ensued, the very first for Megan with a man other than her ex-boyfriend, all while her left hand slid further on down to try and cradle the big bloated testicles in the palm of her hand. 

Nipple now being pinched and pulled through her lacy black dress and thin bra, the tip of Megan's tongue rubbing up the thicker one invading her mouth, and now she was rolling the bastard's big balls about in the palm of her hand. With the French kissing becoming even more intense, Megan found herself being pushed back so her back was now up against the back of the tall booth, being intimately kissed by Bronco and she was returning the intimate tonguing from this man who was basically still a stranger to her. 

The rather forceful kiss had certainly unnerved Megan, who could only sit there without making even a feeble effort to resist, and then she felt the glass of wine at her lips and she was being coaxed to drink more of her white wine.  As she sipped more of the wine, Megan ground her butt down into the leather seat of the booth as her cunny was suddenly getting quite agitated, then Bronco was biting at her earlobe and whispering "Let's go somewhere more private, Megan Rafter, like your room ................cause I's jist know ya wanna suck my big black cock!"

Moments later, while fumbling through her purse for the card key to her hotel room, Megan looked about in worry that someone would see and recognize her about to enter her hotel room with a black man nuzzling at her neck and with his large hands feeling up her ass.  'My gosh, at times it seems as if he's able to read my mind ...................like when he suggested to come up to my room as it'd be more private .....................he knew exactly what I was thinking then, wondering what it would be like to take his big black cock into my mouth!' she shivered at the recollection. 

Her heart was thumping wildly at the thought of what she had done earlier, letting a man other than Fabrizzio French kiss her ........................French kissed by a black man at that!  'How could I let that happen?' was the question being repeated being asked in her mind. 

Now she was all alone with that black man, in her locked hotel suite, she could only stand there frozen to the spot.  Megan let her hand to be guided down between their closely touching bodies, allowed her trim fingers to be guided over the massive bulge in the crotch of his pants, then her trim fingers closed over the bulge to squeeze upon it.  

Megan could only stand there speechless when she was boldly told "I'm going to take it out for you now, Megan Rafter .......................so you can get down on your knees and suck on it!  I's gonna teach ya how to be one talented little cocksucker, Megan Rafter!" 

Frozen to the spot as he backed away some to give her a good view, Megan could only stare ahead as the bold black man blatantly and confidently unbuckled the belt buckle of his pants and then proceeded to unbutton the top button of his pants!  Zipper pulled down next, pants dropping to the floor around his shoes, and Megan gasped aloud at what just sprung out from between the front of his shirt tails.  'He's not even wearing any underpants!' was the first thought in her mind. 

Megan's eyes widened in total awe as she stared at the thick piece of black flesh seemingly waving at her, causing her to swallow deeply and lick at her lips while thinking 'My God!  How can I ever get that big fat 'thing' of his into my mouth?"

Bronco knew very well what the faithful beauty was thinking at the moment, a naughty thought would normally not even be a consideration for her, but the recently embedded hypnotic suggestions by Dr. Angeline Trèsor had her mind completely obsessed at the thought of wondering what would it be like to take a man's 'thing' into her mouth for the very first time ....................made even more obscene as she could only picture a black man's penis to suck upon! 

In that hypnotic session with Dr. Trèsor first making some inquiries of her sexual history, the lovely Miss Rafter revealed that she had never given 'head' before, never had a man's penis touch her innocent lips. She had revealed that her ex-boyfriend had tried to get her to mouth his penis, but that she had refused as it was such a gross thing for him to expect her to do. 

Standing at a predetermined spot, Bronco's cock was just throbbing with excitement, for the two hidden mini-camcorders would capture the lovely beauty on her knees as she got introduced to the art of cocksucking, to which Bronco had a suspicion that this lovely beauty had a hidden talent for after the way she had tongued him back while they French kissed!  

With her thinking that he was a wealthy San Francisco businessman, everything was just perfect for when he later revealed his true identity, and Bronco couldn't think of a more beautiful woman the likes of Miss Megan Rafter down on her knees sucking his cock off!  And that was just for starters as he wanted to have her squirming about on the bed when he ate that sweet little pussy of hers. 

Of course, Bronco planned on bedding and breeding the beautiful bitch, sticking it good to her and gives her the best fuck ever!  The ultimate would be the fear and worry he'd instill in her mind would be the hint that her committing the sin of fornication might just be revealed, and that her father or others finding out about her sin. 

Maybe even worst for her would be the worry of the potential consequences of having unprotected sex with a black bastard ............for how could she ever explain away a little black bundle of joy with a head full of kinky black hair!   

With the Senator's beautiful daughter coming towards him as ordered, complying when he told her to get down onto her knees, Bronco thought ‘Damn, this cocksucking lesson would be one hot selling X-rated flick in itself!  Yeah, we's jist calls it 'Senator's Sweet Sucking Daughter'! 

'Damn, this fuck'n scene is jist priceless!  The lovely Miss Megan Rafter, so elegantly dressed in an expensive black gown, kneeling down before the king of porn's son and about to take his big black dick into her mouth ..................her very first go at sucking cock!'

Bronco mused, causing his already stiff cock to give a mighty lurch at the thought of Senator Rafter seeing his beautiful daughter down on her knees about to suck his black cock. Having been present while Dr. Angeline Trèsor was implanting those many wicked and naughty suggestions, much of which he himself had laid out for the unholy pastor's wife to what he wanted instilled deep into her mind, Bronco knew that the beautiful bitch was fully under the hypnotic spell at this point and she would obey and comply to any of his demands no matter how sick they might be. 

"Tell me, Megan Rafter .......................you have been thinking of me these past few nights, haven't you?" he asked of the beauty. 

"Yes!" came the reply as he expected. 

"You've been wondering whether that myth about black men is true, haven't you?" was his next question. 

"Yes! I know it but..." came the reply.

"You want to experience it for yourself" Bronco completed the sentence.

Megan nodded.

"And you've been constantly wondering what it feel like to suck a cock for the first time, haven't you?" he asked. 

"Yes!" she replied. 

"And you want me to teach you how to please a man with those pink lips of yers, don't you?" Bronco prodded. 

"Yes!" she responded. 

"Okay ......................just you step on over here, Megan Rafter ..........................and git down on yer pretty knees for your first lesson!" Bronco advised.             

With the blond beauty now on her knees before him, Bronco advised "Now reach up and wrap those trim beautifully manicured fingers of yers around my black cock, Megan Rafter!" 

As she started to raise up her right hand to comply with his instructions, Bronco then advised "No ...................whenever yer on yer knees and about to take hold of a man's cock, a man who's not your boyfriend, fiancé or husband, ya always use yer left hand ............................so he gets the thrill of seeing yer diamond ring and wedding band while yer stroking him!  Makes it all the more exciting fer the guy ................seeing another man's fiancée or wife wanting to please him!"

"But I don't an engagement ring" she said.

"And this beautiful ring, sweetie. What's it means?" asked Bronco.

"Is my chastity ring. This ring tells all who know me that I keep my purity for the right man, the man to marry me."

"Ok, then use your left hand makes it all the more exciting fer the guy ................seeing a virginal girl like ya wanting to please him!"

Left hand coming up to wrap her trim fingers around his thick fleshy bone, the chastity ring of her sparkling from the overhead lighting, Bronco smiled widely and complimented her with "That's a beautiful ring ya have on Megan Rafter ......................the Senator must felt very pride of you ..........................if he could only see the way it's sparkling at this very second!" 

"That's it ......................stroke it ............................fist it slowly to git it all hard  ..................make it git as long as possible!" he advised before adding "That's it, Megan Rafter .................that's it!  My, ya are a fast learner!  Now slide yer warm and soft fingers all the way down to the base of it .................tilt it upwards ......................lean on forward and rub the sticky underside all about yer purty face!" 

"Now pull it back even more ................stick the tip of that talented tongue of yers and lick the underside from the bottom to the top!" Bronco instructed the naive beauty, chuckling softly at the side of the blond beauty performing the task at hand in hand.           

As the tip of her pointed tongue reached the underside if his bloated cockhead, Bronco that told her to "Stroke it again .....................pump yer fist up and down ................fist it, sweetie!  Yeahhhhhh ..............................ohhhh, yeahhhhhhh!  Now look at the tip ..................look at it .......................watch for that first drop of my precum juice to form at the top!  Fist it faster ........................yeahhhhhhhhhh, that's it ......................that's it!" 

With his cock pulsating from the avid shucking of her clenching fist, Bronco could feel the first leakage happening at that point, telling her "Watch fer it ............................watch fer it to bubble at the top!  There ..................see it .....................see it?"

He then saw the beauty nod a 'Yes' that she did, then Bronco "Now use the tip of yer tongue again ......................lick it and git a taste of my pre-cum!" 

With her sitting back some, running the pearly pre-cum about her mouth with her tongue, Bronco then advised "Okay ....................now git yer head over it and go down on it .....................mouth it .......................gobble it all up!" 

And when the Senator's beautiful daughter went and did just that, Bronco groaned out "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkk ................................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .....................ahhhhhhhhh!  Oh, yeah .........................that's it, baby .........................that's it ...............................gimme head ..................bob hat beautiful head of yers up and down like that .........................jist like that ................................ohhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, damnnnnnnn .....................yer a fuck'n natural ..........................ohhhhhhhhh .............................a natural born cocksucker, that's fer sure!"

For a novice cocksucker, Mrs. Rafter was giving him fantastic head on her initiation and Bronco gritted his teeth to keep from cumming prematurely before reaching out with his left hand to stroke the long silky blond hair at the back of her head. 

"Ohhhhh, ah, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................ohhhhh, so good .................................so fuck'n gooooodddddddd!" Bronco panted out as he reached out with his other hand, clasping both hands at the back of her head so he could begin face fucking the beautiful daughter in earnest. 

"Ohhhhh, Jesussssssssssss .................................ohhhhhh, jezzzzzzzzz ..........................ohhhhhhhh, baby ............................ohhhhhhhh, so fuck'n goooooodddddddddd .................................ohhhhh, sweetie, ya don't need to be taught nothing ................................damn, ya give good fuck'n head!" Bronco panted out while sawing his throbbing cock in and out of her vacuuming mouth.

Fingers curling tight in her long silky blond hair, making sure that she stayed on sucking his cock, Bronco groaned out "Ohhhhhhhhhh, so fuck'n goooodddddddd ......................................like slicing into warm butter!  Ohhhhh, sweetie ............................gonna cum soon ................................real soon ..............................ahhhhhhhhhhh ................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Eat it baby ...........................eat it all ..............................swallow all my fuck'n jizz!" 

Hearing her gurgling beneath him, Bronco held the back of her hand tightly as he panted out "Swallow it bitch ............................swallow all my jizz ........................that's it  ......................atta girl!" 

With her hand still clasping onto tightly onto his still oozing boner, Bronco saw the beauty's petite body give a shudder and then her shoulders stiffen some, making it apparent that she was fighting the urge to barf out all the gooey substance that ejaculated into her mouth and down her throat. 

He then observed her body relax some to indicate that the urge to throw up had just passed, that she had just successfully eaten all his hot cum and managed to keep it down while having a hand atop of her heaving belly.  As her head pulled on back slowly, his cock now exiting her lips, and then the sight being captured on video would be priceless as a thick string of cum would be clearly visible as it connected her pink lips to the tip of his glistening black cock. 

A moment later, with the connecting cum string finally broken, Bronco helped the kneeling beauty back up to her feet.  As he positioned himself behind of her, unhooking the clasp at the top of her dress, Bronco began sliding down the long zipper before leaning forward to nuzzle at her neck and lick at her earlobe.  Continuing to nuzzle at her neck, with the beauty facing the cameras, Bronco pushed the shoulder straps of her elegant black dress over to the edge of her shoulders. Seconds later, the elegant black dress was falling from the trim sexy body of the tall beautiful Megan Rafter to puddle around heels, leaving the stunning beauty's body clad only in a lacy black bra and matching panties.

The video would soon capture the loosening of her bra cups when Bronco undid the clasp at the back of her bra, then the thin bra straps were being visibly pushed towards the edge of her shoulders. With the lacy garment making its way down her arms, protective bra cups suddenly fell away to reveal the beautiful pair of pink capped titties of the Senator's beautiful daughter. 

Black fingers slowly creeping around her trim belly from both sides of her body had the sexy beauty panting for breath, the video capturing the beautiful girl visibly trembling as this exploring fingers began to make her way up towards her breasts, and the she was throwing her head on back when thick thumbs were now touching he sensitive pink nipples.

  "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ........................................................oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" came the shivering moan as Bronco thumbed those beautiful twin pinkies, causing the sensitive buds to rise and stiffen from the arousal he was causing to them. 

He continued doing this, driving the innocent beauty to go crazy for relief as she began rolling her head from side to side atop on his broad chest.  Slowly Bronco's exploring hands were on the move once again, his left leaving her left breast to cross over to the right one, his right sliding back down to her belly and even lower yet. 

Bronco had the beautiful bitch right where he wanted her, standing before the cameras with her eyes closed and mouth wide open while panting in heat, all while he flicked at a sensitive pink nipple with his other hand atop of her lacy black panties while caressing her hidden sex groove.  "Ahhhh ..............ahhhh ....................................ohhhh .............ohhhh ..........ohhhh .......ohhhh .............ohhhh ..........ohhhh .......ohhhh .............ohhhh ..........ohhhh!" came the shivering pants as Bronco frigged her faster and faster through the thin fabric of her lacy black panties.

For the audio to pick it up, Bronco first traced her earlobe before mouthing out for her to "Drop yer panties fer me, Megan Rafter!  Drop'em so's I's can give ya a good proper frigging!" 

Arms initially limp along her body now raised on up to where the thumbs on her hands were inserted into the elastic waistband of her lacy black panties.  The lacy garment was worked on down over her trim hips before being allowed to flutter down over her trim sexy legs, ending up around her ankles atop of her fallen black dress. 

Bronco's thick black fingers were now sliding down over the beauty's soft golden fleece, down to the bottom of her vee, and then he had the panting beauty squirming about as his thick middle finger delved in between her slick pussy lips.  As he commenced frigging at her juicing cunny, he felt her lift up some as she stood tip-toes on her heels panting frantically "Ahhhh ..............ahhhh ......................ahhhh .............ahhhh ..........ahhhh .......ahhhh .............ahhhh ..........ahhhh .......ahhhh .............ahhhh ..........ahhhh!" 

Frigging her now at jackhammer speed, Bronco felt the petite beauty lurch hard up against him, and then then again as she let out a shrieking "Eeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"  Suddenly his palm got drenched as slick juices poured out around the middle finger that he had been frigging her with, indicating that the beautiful bitch just had herself one wild fucking orgasm.

Withdrawing his drenched finger out of her leaking twat, Bronco brought his hand up for viewing before them, and then brought his hand closed to his face to lick at some of the slick drippings coating the palm of his hand, announcing that "Yer honey is so fuck'n sweet, Megan Rafter!" 

And then he was moving his hand, crooking his middle finger to slide it between her already parted lips, telling her "Taste how sweet yer honey is, Megan Rafter!  Taste it fer yerself ..........................go on, taste yerself!  Suck my finger clean!  Lick it clean!" 

Having felt her swirling tongue cleaning his finger, her vacuuming mouth sucking it dry, Bronco then withdrew his finger to show the camera of it having been sucked clean of the slick coating. 

Bending some and scooping the petite beauty up into his arms, the dress that had been caught on the pointed toe of her left heel fell back to the floor on Bronco's first step towards the king-sized bed, leaving just the pair of lacy black panties caught around both her ankles. 

Reaching the bed, Bronco gently laid the blond beauty down upon it, and then went to knee on the mattress at the foot of the bed.  Reaching forward to cup his hands under her calves, he lifted her legs up to place the bottom of her heels up against his bared chest, the pair of black panties acting like a swinging bridge between her trim ankles.

Leaning back some, Bronco peeled off her left heel, and then a 'thump' could be heard behind of him when it landed on the carpet.  Seconds later came another 'thump' from behind of him after having peeled off her other heel and tossing it aside, leaving just the pair of panties from him to work on down over her feet. 

The warm pink soles had been placed upon his bare chest as he held her lacy black panties to his face to inhale the sweet fragrance of them. Having gotten a good whiff of her sweetness, Bronco put the lacy garment down as he planned on licking his way up to where the beauty's sweet honey pot was waiting for him. 

Starting with her beautiful left foot, Bronco licked at the undersides of her cute little toes, and then mouthed them for a bit before licking he soft pink sole down to its heel before turning his attention to give her other foot the same kind of attention. Then licking his way past her right ankle up her inner calf Bronco went before turning to her left leg, only proceeding beyond her left knee the middle of her inner left thigh before paying homage to her other ivory column. 

Then from his vantage point at the middle of her inner thighs, Bronco licked the rest of his way till he could clamp his hot open mouth upon her sweet honey pot, rubbing his nose into her soft golden fleece upon getting to his ultimate goal.

Meanwhile, further up on the bed, the beautiful blond girl was gritting at her teeth to keep from screaming out in pleasure while grasping the sides of the pillow as she tossed her head to and fro in desperation.  The clamping of the wide open hot mouth upon her sex had Megan's petite body lurching in up in response, but when Bronco's thick wet tongue wormed its way up into her ultra-sensitive slit, it sent the beautiful blond into a frenzied crazy. 

"Oh, God .......................oh, God .......................oh, God .......................oh, God ....................oh, God ......................oh, God .......................................ohhhhhhhhhhh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddd ...............................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Megan screamed out in sheer ecstasy as the flicking and twirling tongue within her slit made her shudder and quiver in uncontrolled spasms. 

With both feet planted flat on the mattress, Megan gave up the fight as she arched up her hips into the hot slurping mouth, letting her hands go from the pillow under her head to grasp the back of the head buried between her thighs tightly with both hands while squealing out "Yesssssssssssssss ..............................yessssssssssssss .......................eat meeeeeeeeee ...............................eat meeeeeeeeeeee ..............................oh, Goddddddddddddd ............................................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...................................oh, Goddddddddddd ...............................eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ........................eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..................................yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!"    

Lying limply upon the large bed while trying to catch her breath after that mind-blowing orgasm, Megan could only stare ahead as the tall muscular man proceeded to shed the rest of his clothing. 

Seeing his massive manhood regaining its strength after having expelled all of its strength earlier in her mouth and down into her throat, Megan licked her lips for any remnants that she might have missed, knowing full well that this time it was intent of ejaculating his hot seed between her other set of pink lips. 

Megan realized that for some unknown reason, over the past few days her mind was constantly filled with naughty sexual thoughts, deviant thoughts that always seemed to end with her wondering just what it would be like to get her well-fucked by big black man who was also big where it counted most. 

Were these naughty thoughts the result of her father being so busy with his political campaign that he neglected to take care of her protection, but she had been accustomed to her father being absent for long periods of time, so what made her so attracted to this man .......................to make her do such naughty things that she had never done before! 

Deep in the recesses of her mind, Megan knew that this was so very wrong, that if she didn't stop now it would bring her precious chastity vows to and end!  With Bronco kneel up on the foot of the bed and shuffling his way up between her legs, Megan told herself that she should push him away, to get off the bed and away to safety. 

In the middle of the large king-sized bed, Megan was now embracing a man for the very first time in her life.  Also she was totally naked for the very first time while with a male, for never had she allowed such liberties to ex-boyfriend or another men.

But instead Megan reached on down to clasp the thick manhood with her right hand this time, pulling at it, guiding it to her and then rubbing the bloated head up and down her juicy quim. Panting for breath as nervousness set in, Megan closed her eyes while biting at her bottom lip, body shuddering at the feel of very thick fleshy bone began to penetrate her sex.

"Say my name bitch! You know my name, aren't you?" exclaimed Bronco.

"Yes, yes... ahhhh...Bronco, you're Bronco... ufff... you...Black Bronco" say Megan panting.

"This was my nickname in the Golden Bears, baby. Remember my slogan?" asked Bronco.

"Yes, yes- say Megan with an intense gleam in her beautiful green eyes-Black Bronco bred white gilts fillies" say Megan. 

Then Bronco was atop of her, adjusting his manhood into place, but there was no resistance on Megan's part as she merely panted out for him to "Please ...........please be gentle ....................please .....................I'm a virgin!"

And then she cried out "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed as the wild Bronco took no heed of her pleas and brutally robbed her of her most prized possession.

For so long she had held her virginity by moral convictions and also to be special but now all that had been for naught as the bloody mess between her thighs gave evidence of her hymen being ruptured once and for all. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh ...................owwww ...............oh, God .................it hurts ..........................it hurtssssssssssssssssssss!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

The brutality of it all, with no tenderness shown, the thick male cudgel just kept pounding and pounding at her till it was fully embedded in her torn vagina. The brutality of it all, with no tenderness shown, the thick male cudgel just kept pounding and pounding at her till it was fully embedded in her torn vagina.

The man she had just met and exchanged a few words in their college years and find only three days ago had indeed made a woman of her, taken her precious virginity and deprived the honor that had been promised to her for so long; keep her virginity until her marriage.

Looking down to where the cell phone was transmitting the video, Bronco smiled and announced "Damn, she sure is a bleeder!"  Due to the brutal thrust, his entire 13" cock and the insides of her ivory thighs were just coated in blood, attesting to the fact that the lovely senator`s daughter had indeed been a virgin.  More and more cherry blood was being pumped out of her as he fucked the delirious beauty, slicing in and out of her bleeding slit. But, despite that, few minutes later Bronco was buried deep within her as Megan crossed her arms and legs over her black lover. 

"Ohhhh, Megan Rafter ...........................ohhhh, baby ........................so fuck'n beautiful ...........................so good ..............................so soft ................................and so damn tighttttttttttttttttttttt!  Ohhhh, that Senator daddy of yers must be too busy taking care of yer purty daughter of his constituents that he's fergot to take care of his beautiful daughter!  Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................damn, yer hot little pussy like a fuck'n snapping turtle ..............................oh, damn ..........................squeeze it like that ....................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Bronco uttered out loudly, wanting to make sure that audio got picked up along with the video. 

There were hidden video cams covering every room in this hotel suite, with three alone focused on the king-sized bed to capture all the action taking place upon it, and there would be no doubt that it was the lovely Miss Megan Rafter on the bed getting herself well-fucked by her daddy's nemesis. 

From their exiting the elevator and their walk to the door to her suite, to their frantic entrance into the hotel suite while kissing intimately, all had been captured on video to include his erotic copulation scene on the king-sized bed.  It was an easy set-up to get everything on video, Pastor Norton telling the Senator's campaign that all travel had hotel expenses would be taken care of if the Senator would send his lovely daughter to appear at the church's next telecast to espouse her intentions on the future committee she would be heading. 

This 5 star hotel was considered to be the best in town, owned by a supposedly reputable corporation, but in essence it had been established on the laundered money derived from Bronco's father porn industry.       

"Oh, Goddddddddd .............................ohhhh, soooo gooooooddddddddddddddd!  Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee ..................................fuck meeeeeeeeeeee ..............................fuck me with your big black cockkkkkkkkkkk!  Ohhhhhhh, Goddddddddd .......................................yesssssssssssssssss ..............................yesssssssssssss ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh, so deepppppppppp .............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Megan panted out while clasp her hands on his broad shoulders. 

But then the fantastic fuck slowed quickly to a stop, causing her to clutch at his shoulders tighter as Megan frantically asked "What's wrong .................what's wrong?  Why are you stopping?" 

"Should I pull out?  Do you want me to pull out, Megan Rafter?" came the reply from above. 

Wrapping her legs around him in desperation, with her toes point, Megan used her heels to pull him in deeper as she cried out "No ..................no, don't pull out ........................don't pull out!  Fuck meeeeeeee .............................fuck me, you bastard ................................fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .................................fuck it to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Yesssssssssss ...........................yessssssssssssssss!" Megan panted out as the fuck recommenced. 

"Oh, Megan Rafter ......................can't hold it any more ...........................gonna cum .........................gonna cum in ya!" she heard her black lover pant out while slicing his pleasure giving cock in and out at jackhammer speed. 

Arching up, Megan tightened her legs even more and pulled him in deeper with the heels of her feet, telling him "Yesssssss ........................yesssssssss .........................cum in me ............................cum in me ...........................shoot ittttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!"     

Fucked out of her mind, swooning into oblivion, it was some fifty minutes later that a sense of reality began to set back into her fucked out mind.  Finding it quite difficult to breathe, Megan then came to realize the reason why ................................the black man she had fornicate with was asleep atop of her!  The 230+ man was not only asleep atop of her .......................but his monstrous 'thing' was still inside of her!  'Oh, God .................oh, God ...............what on earth have I done?' Megan shuddered in total disbelief. 

As a co-host of a television show espousing Christian values, Megan had always stressed to the viewers that 'One lie leads to another, then it becomes so easy lying and cheating becomes synonymous, making infidelity become just as easy to lie about'! 

And now she herself had just committed the ultimate sin by violating her chastity vows, having had sex with a virtual unknown man ..........................a big black man who had just fucked the hell out of her!

Sniffling, trying to blink back the tears that were now pouring out of her eyes, Megan froze as the thick 'thing' had just given a twitch within her very wet and messy cunny.  With her cunny so wet and messy, Megan shuddered at the realization that she had unprotected sex with a black man, and the potential consequences resulting from such an illicit mating were unthinkable.    

Her petite body shuddering beneath of him was what stirred him awake, hearing the sniffling, and now feeling the heaving of her chest from her sobbing told Bronco that remorse and regret was causing agony to the beautiful bitch. Head on her chest, Bronco open his eyes to the sight of a pretty pink nipple, to which he lifted his head up a bit to give it a lick with his wet tongue. 

Lips capturing the tender pinkie as he flicked the tip of his tongue over the hardening bud to cause the agonized beauty to whimper "Nnnnnnnnnn ................nooooooo ....................please, nooooooooooooooo!" 

And then her hands were on his shoulders as she tried to push him away from her. Purposely giving his cock a twitch within the gripping confines felt so damn good and also caused the distraught beauty to sob out "Nooooooooooooooooooooo!" 

Another twitch of his cock caused the sobbing to become louder and then came a whimper for him to "Stop .......................please stoppppppppp!  I can't ....................it's wrong ....................it's so wrong!" 

But the squeezing response on his pulsating cock told Bronco that the beautiful bitch was about to break.  There was no whimpering at his next twitch in her cunny; just a long squeezing on his cock was the response given and then a sucking in of her breath "Uuuuuffffffffffffffffff!" 

That was followed by "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as she exhaled on the next twitch in her cunny.

Hands that were on his shoulders trying to push him away were now caressing them and then the long trim fingers slid down the middle of his back as he slid his long black cock deep into her squeezing cunny. 

Withdrawing slowly till just his bloated cockhead remained captured between her slick cunny lips, Bronco lifted up a bit more as if he was going to pull out completely to see what the beautiful bitch would do.  And the hot little bitch responded immediately by wrapping her long sexy white legs around him, locking her ankles together over his black ass and attempted to keep his cock inside of her. 

Keeping his body still with just his bloated cockhead in her quivering quim, Bronco felt her desperate attempts to pull him deeper into her as she tightened her leg grip around his ass.  And then she even tried to arch up to slide her cunny up onto his prong.  And he knew that the battle was when she panted out "Please ......................do it ..........................do it to me .......................pleaseeeeeee .....................please fuck it in me ..........................fuck meeeeeeeeee .............................pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

In hearing the senator's beautiful daughter begging for his cock, Bronco proceeded to please the blond beauty, skewering his cock all the way as she squealed "Yesssssssssss ..............................ohhhh, yessssssssssssssssss ..........................ohhhhh, so goooooodddddddddddddd!"

As the energetic fucking sped up, rocking the king-sized bed to and fro, Bronco smiled widely in triumph as he had turned the goody-goody little bitch into a fucking nymph that would do anything for a good fuck!  He moved his head a bit to the side as he continued fucking her good, wanting to make sure that her face was clearly visible to the cameras. Turning his head to face the camera himself, Bronco gave a big smile as the senator's beautiful daughter had her eyes closed while panting for breath and clutching onto him. 

Bronco figured that if he wanted to, that portion of him facing the camera could be spliced out, but what would the Senator say to see his nemesis, the young, huge, muscular, black man screwing his beautiful daughter. But with his face clearly visible next to the senator's daughter, that might just be worth even more, just a matter of him figuring out who pay more ...........father or daughter! 

Bronco still couldn't believe, even though he knew Dr. Trèsor's expertise in implanting hypnotic suggestions played a large part if not entirely for this successful caper. He knew realistically that in no way would he have been able to seduce this beautiful goody-goody faithful little girl much less even get up to bat with her.    

"Gonna cum real soon, Megan Rafter .........................gonna fill ya up with my baby batter again ..................gonna make sure I's my's little black bastard up in that belly of yers!" he panted out while fucking her good. 

"No .........................no ........................don't ....................please don't!" she pleaded to him. 

Stopping at the midway point of his withdrawal, Bronco responded with "I ..................I gotta pull out now then ...................otherwise I'm gonna cum!" 

Just as Bronco had hoped, her arms and legs tightened around him as she pleaded "No .................nooooooooo, don't pull out ..................not yet .........................not yet ......................I'm so close!" 

"But I'm gonna cum if'n I's do!" he responded. 

"Noooo ..........................noooooo .......................please .....................don't pull out!  Fuck me .......................fuck me, you bastard!  Okay, you win .....................you win ........................I don't  care if you cum in me ............................just fuck me ............................fuck it to me ..........................fuck me with your big black cock!" she begged. 

Moments later, with the beautiful bitch's body spasming in uncontrolled spams while squealing with delight, Bronco announced that "I's cumminggggg .........................cumming in ya, ya beautiful bitch .......................ohhhhhh, here cummmmmmmmmmms my black baby batter ........................Megan Rafter!  Gonna knock ya up gooddddd ............................ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Ohhhh, damn ..............................ohhhhh, jezzzzzzzzzz ...............................damnnnnnn, best cum I's ever haddddddd in my whole fuck'n life!  Damnnnnnnnn!"        

With the phone on the nightstand ringing, Megan reached over to grab the receiver, and then heard the recording announce that "This is your wakeup call as requested!  The current time is 6:30 a.m.!" 

Hanging the receiver back up, Megan sprung upwards on the bed while clutching the sheet to cover her breasts, looking about to discover that she was now all alone in the hotel suite. Sucking in her breath as the sheet had brushed up against her raw and chafed nipples; Megan recalled just how Bronco loved sucking on them, capturing each pinkie between his teeth and then pulling at them that caused them to be so raw and tender. 

Her cunny felt very wet and messy, getting her to recall just how it got that way, that she had violated her chastity vows and had sex with a man before she married....................unprotected sex with a big black man!  'And what if he does get me pregnant, like what he was hoping to accomplish when he ejaculated all that semen up into me?' she worried. 

Sliding her hand on down under the sheet, Megan then dipped her middle finger into her well-fucked slit, then pulled her hand back out to observe the incriminating the damning evidence of her sin.  'Oh, my God ......................what if ....................if word of my illicit affair got out and became public?' she shuddered with worry. 

And then Megan realized that Bronco had told her he'd be ready to drive her to the airport at 8 a.m., making her fear of seeing the man again.   

With the schedule of the Senator's beautiful daughter readily at hand, faxed to the church by Mrs. Rafter herself as such had been hypnotically suggested to her by Dr. Angeline Trèsor and Pastor Norton, the unholy couple of the church and George Johnson put their heads together and concluded that it was time to really get the blond beauty hooked on black cock. 

With her escapade with Bronco in her hotel room all caught on video, added video with other black men would only add to the hold to be establish upon her once she got to chair that committee going against the porn industry.  The one major concern that concerned them was that of putting up on the auction block a well-known beauty such as Miss Megan Rafter, daughter of the incumbent senator, as such would certainly get out and blow away the church's money making scheme. 

But it was Bronco who suggested they post up on the auction notice a picture of the blond beauty from the neck down, and come out and state that 'As our beauty is a celebrity in her own right, we dare not show her face here!' 

With the reputation that the church had already established for itself in regards to its secretive auctions of lovely white beauties, the trio had come to the conclusion such might just in fact work, that everyone would know how serious it was when they put up a minimum starting bid at twenty-five grand.  So all would take next was to await for Miss Rafter to call that Tuesday, an implanted suggestion that had her calling into Dr. Angeline Trèsor every week, at which time her hypnotic suggestion were reinforced with additional ones implanted at that time. 

Lying on the bed while fantasizing in this small God forsaken town called Weed, Megan snapped up in bed and swung her feet over the side, then picked up the phone on the nightstand.  It was just pretend and role playing on her part as she spoke into the mouthpiece without having even dialed out as yet, saying "Room service?  Yes, this is Miss Megan Rafter up in 1215!  Can you send up one big black stud for me?" 

Seconds later, as if she was listening to a reply, Megan again spoke into the phone "Six feet five inches tall ..................two hundred thirty-five pounds .....................and a solid twelve long inches where it counts the most!  Yes, sounds just perfect to me!  Five minutes you say ..................perfect ..................I'll be waiting ..................on the bed with my legs widespread!"

Continuing to play out her fantasy, Megan reached up under her nightie to grasp the hem of her lacy white panties, and then shimmied them down her legs.  Panties caught on her toes, Megan then flicked her foot to get them off, flicking them up into the air to come fluttering down upon the carpeting. 

Reaching down with her right hand, fingers sliding over her soft golden curls, Megan sucked in her breath as she was about to do something naughty ........................she was about to finger herself ......................to masturbate ..........................to give her the much needed relief that she needed!  Rising up her left hand, inserting it under her nightie, Megan touched her sensitive nipple as the middle finger of her hand slipped between her pulsating slit, then slowly inserted her middle finger.

"Ahhhh ..............ahhhh .........ohhhh ............ohhhh!" Megan panted out as she continued masturbating herself, feeling shivers coursing throughout her entire body. 

But upon hearing the click of the door latch being opened, Megan froze in absolute horror upon the bed, unable to move a muscle.  'The door to her room was opening and someone was coming in!' she realized ....................and she was about to get caught with her hand literally in the cookie jar!  It was a black man coming into view ..................a big muscular black man wearing a tuxedo coming into her room ..................and he was now taking off all of his clothes!

Heart thumping madly in her chest, finger still on her breast and also in her vagina, Megan could only stare at the undressing black man with her eyes widening in awe as the boxer shorts were being worked on down over his broad black hips. 

In staring at the black stranger in her room, Megan's mind played back what was said during her role playing act of  "Six feet five inches tall ..................two hundred thirty-five pounds .....................and a solid twelve long inches where it counts the most!" 

And when what counted most came into full view, Megan sucked in her breath as it became clear to her that 'It's even bigger .....................longer ...................longer than the guaranteed 12" .............maybe ............maybe 13" long!'

With the large black hand grasping her right wrist, Megan trembled as her slick fingers slid out of her quim, causing her to pant in anticipation as to what was to come in seeing the black bastard run his long tongue over this thick lips. 

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh .............................ohhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddd ........................ohhhhhhhh, my Goddddddddddddddddddd!" she squealed out when those thick lips settled down upon her golden muff and the long tongue began snaking its way up into her cunny. 

Now, reaching down with both hands, Megan grasped the back man's of the kinky black head while arching her hips up into his slurping mouth.  "Yessssss .........................ohhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssss .......................eat me ..........................eat me ...................................eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ......................................oh, Goddddddddddddddddddd!" she squealed out, her body twitching and shuddering from a mind- shattering orgasm. 

A moment later, as she settled on back down to earth, Megan made no attempt to prevent this black man from putting his big black 'thing' into her pulsating slit. Sucking in her breath as the bloated cockhead pushed between her pink slit, and all her breath was taken from her as the donkey-sized cock fucked its way up into her gripping cunny.

"Do you remember me?" say the black man.

Then Megan looked at the black man and recognized him "Bronco, are you?"

"Yes, Megan Rafter"

The huge black man nodded while withdrawing slowly till just his bloated cockhead remained captured between her slick cunny lips. In response the hot little bitch responded immediately by wrapping her long sexy white legs around him, Bronco keeping his body still with just his bloated cockhead in her quivering quim, and then Bronco questioned the beauty without speaking only with his eyes.

She understand and nodded but and the same time she cried "Without mercy"

Then Bronco proceeded to please the blond beauty, skewering his cock all the way as she squealed "Yesssssssssss ..............................ohhhh, yessssssssssssssssss ..........................ohhhhh, so goooooodddddddddddddd!"

"Fuck me .......................fuck me .......................hurt me............hurt me.....that's...that's it...... hurttttsss meeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Ahhhhhhhhhhh ..........................Goddddddddddddd.........................hurtttsssss meeeeeeeeee sooo goooooooooooodddddddddddddd ..............................yessssssssssssssssssssssss!" came her final squeal as she climaxed just as the cock exploded its hot gooey baby juice within her.

Still lying on the bed for some twenty minutes after her visitor had departed, Megan stared up at the ceiling, telling herself that 'Nothing really happened!  It was just me fantasizing it all .........................that I was having sex with Bronco again, he is well-hung black man ...............all while I was masturbating myself!' 

But in squeezing her thighs together, Megan quivered at the feel of the sticky mess between her legs, telling her that it was not her fingers that made it so gooey.  Reaching down with her right hand, sliding it down over her belly, Megan cringed at they met the slick matting of her curls. Sliding her hand down further, using her middle finger to scoop a sampling out of sopping wet vagina.  Holding her fingers up in front of her, pulling her sticky fingers apart, Megan realized that it must not have been a fantasy at all. 

Semen ...............a man's sticky semen .............was now flooding her unprotected vagina!  Bringing her fingers up to her nose, the smell of her fingers confirmed it all.  'How could such a thing happen?  I was just playing make believe ..................all make believe .....................and I could hear the dial tone ......................I didn't really talk to anyone in room service ..................it was all make believe!' she lay there totally puzzled. 

'Oh, my God, it really did happen!  I got fucked with Bronco, I miss the well-hung black bastard, Bronco is a stud with a donkey-sized cock, oh God I need he went and fucked and fucked me to hell and back!' Megan shivered.  'Hell ..................that's where I'm surely headed for at this point!' she concluded.       

With the entire episode caught on video, from her getting up to the role playing in calling for a big black stud to it actually taking place, such would make for one perfect blackmailing sex tape. 

Upon his review of the hot sex tape, George Johnson smiled out in triumph, thinking 'Got to hand it to Dr. Trèsor!  She's got that hypnotism shit down pat, down to the timing of it all, so fuck'n perfect!' 

Bronco figured 'with that tape of her and Bronco, now this one, I'm gonna break that bitch good!  But I want to cinch the deal with one more such sex tape, only then she'll be searching Bronco my boy her favorite black stud from a special room service!' 

'Any one of the two tapes I's got or the next one would be good enough to seal the deal, but with so many X-rated sex tapes on her, when I tell to jump she'll just ask as to how high!' Bronco chuckled at the thought of it. 

'When I get done with that beautiful little bitch, she'll do on her knees eating right outta my hand ....................or the hot cum outta my son's cock to be more precise!' he laughed. 

'Yeah, sweetie ..................you're gonna git rid of all my fuck'n competitors!  I'll give you all ya need to give to the state and city boys in blue ......................they bust'em and putt'em outta business ...................and in exchange I won't make them sex tapes public, plus Bronco keeps that hot pussy of yers well supplied with his huge black cock!' he swore.                 

One day passed, and then another, the memory of that night with her initiating a role playing event began to seem as if it was just a wild fantasy.  But such reality turning into what really seemed like a fantasy had a lot to do with the hypnotic suggestions that Dr. Angeline Trèsor had embedded deep in her subconscious. 

With that eventful night now two weeks ago, Megan was so convinced that it was a complete fantasy that had built upon itself to where even the part of her examining the sticky semen on her fingers along with smelling it all became a part of that complete fantasy. 

With the campaign requiring more and more travel about the state, it certainly made sense for she and her father to hit separate areas, thus doubling the area covered by each having a separate agenda. But as it had been a week since she had last seen her father, it was again getting quite lonely for Megan, and thus she saw nothing wrong with letting her imagination go wild and fantasies fill her mind. 

Now in the town of Bishop, lying fully awake like that fantasy fulfilling night two weeks ago, the thought of that role playing fantasy filler her mind once again.  Megan sprang up on the bed, swung her legs over the side of the bed to reach over to the phone on the nightstand. 

Even with the dial tone buzzing in her ear, Megan spoke "Room Service?  This is Miss Rafter in Room 1410!  I'd like to place an order!  Yes ................a hung black stud ........................yes, with a big black cock!  Can you send him up to my room right away!  I need a good bugger!"  Hanging up the phone, Megan then worked her panties on down over her trim hips and down to her knees before letting them slide down to her feet.

Lying back upon the bed, she then began to touch herself up, just like that night two weeks earlier.  Closing her eyes, trying to conjure up the image of the young black stud entering her room to give her a bugger, Megan panted in heat as she caressed her nipple with her fingers while fingers of her other hand were rubbing at her slick slit.  'Oh, how I wish it was not just me fantasizing ....................because I really need a good ass fucking tonight!' her mind played. 

Panting for breath, middle finger soaking wet as it sliced in and out of her juicing slit, Megan froze in her fantasy upon hearing the door to her room click open.  'It seems so real ...................as if I'm still wide awake .................and now there is one well-hung black man wanking at his dong to gets ready to give me the fucking I need ...................one black stud just like I ordered from Room Service!' Megan told herself.  'Gosh ................if all this was only real ..................if this  was a real cock!' she sighed.

That next morning, Megan blinked her eyes awake as the sunlit drapes lighted up the room.  'Oh, God .....................my ass hurts so badly!' she winced as she tried to get out of bed. 

Looking down at her body, unbelieving the sight of her matted curls and cum encrusted thighs, Megan's mind raced 'No ................no ........................it was a dream ....................just a fantasy!  It couldn't have been real ................it just seemed that way!' 

"I'm losing my mind!  I must be losing my mind!  I thought it was all a fantasy ......................it must be a fantasy ........................it had to be a fantasy!" Megan panted out loudly in an attempt to convince herself that it was such. 

But in looking down at her body, she further discovered dried cum flakes between her fingers and even her toes.  And upon dragging her aching body to the bathroom, more white cum flakes were to be observed on her upper lips, chin, and corner of her mouth. 

Then her memory kicked back in as Megan remembered 'My, God .......................I sucked this black man off ........................ate all the cum that he ejaculated in my mouth and down my throat!' 

'If it wasn't all just a fantasy, then that all really happen last night?' Megan wondered in total puzzlement, her mind now just a jumbled mess. 

She remembered the well-hung black stud approaching the bed with his boner jutting straight out at her, being stripped naked by the man, then he was getting into bed with her.  Megan remembered his cock approaching to her, that she reached out with both hands to grasp the cock, then alternately began kissing and sucking the black cock. 

Then, that stud was spreading her legs wide and shuffling up between then, then his thick lengthy cock was giving her the much needed fucking that she so craved, causing her to wrap her legs around him and locking her ankles to keep him there.  With his cum spurting in her cunny, they slept in each other's arms. 

That particular image apparently stood out most in her mind, an image that always seemed to flash back to her, making Megan shiver each time as if reliving the instant that the black bastard speared his cock up into her ass for the very first time.  She would always shudder at memory of how she had panicked and screamed out "Oh, God ..............................STOP ..................................STOP .......................................it's too BIGGGGGGGGGGGG ..............................it won't fit ................................you're tearing me!  Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

Thus she could only surmise, regarding that episode of Bronco giving it to her up the ass, that 'It must the guilt!  It must be .............................that's why I wanted it to hurt so bad ...............................so I wouldn't feel so guilty in wanting a ...................................a black man to do such filthy things to me .....................things that I would never allow my future husband to do to me .................................crude, vile, and nasty acts of sex that I want a black man to do to me!'      

Back in Ukiah three weeks later, Megan was told that it was to be a meet and greet fundraiser, a crowd of forty to fifty, comprised of men and women with money to spend on a good cause. These men and women were all sworn to secrecy, each knowing that what took place this evening would not be revealed to anyone else or he/she would be facing the wrath of George Johnson, which would in essence be life for death for them. 

Surveying the crowd, Megan saw that people were drinking and helping themselves to appetizers, everyone smiling and laughing while having a good time. With a glass of wine in her hand while mingling, it was Dr. Angeline Trèsor showing her around the room and introducing her to people, a crowd that was comprised of some two-thirds men and one-third women. 

For Megan, it seemed like a typical fundraiser, shaking a lot of hands as they worked their way through the well-dressed crowd.  After about an hour's time, having met nearly everyone if not all, Megan leaned over as Dr. Angeline Trèsor advised that it was time to raise some money for the campaign but she couldn't hear everything he was saying due to the rather loud music in the room. 

But when that magic word was whispered into her ear, it activated that deeply embedded hypnotic suggestion that the evil unholy bastard had implanted earlier.  With Dr. Angeline Trèsor stepping up on stage and extending her hand to her, Megan place her hand in her to be assisted on up.

The crowd went silent as the much anticipated fundraising auction was about to begin.  All that was taking place was being registered in Megan's brain, but she could only stand there on the stage, unable to voice or put up any type of objection as Dr. Angeline Trèsor asked of the crowd "Who's going to be first to donate to the Senator's re-election campaign?  Now don't be tight with the money, it's all for a very good cause!  The good Senator himself asked his daughter to come to Ukiah to meet all you good people!  Be the very first up here on stage with Senator Rafter's beautiful daughter!  Show the Senator's daughter how much we appreciate her coming here .................how much we all love her!"

"Three hundred!" a male yelled out. 

"Five hundred!" came a female's voice. 

"Six hundred!"

"Seven hundred!" the bidding continued. 

"A thousand bucks to have that beautiful bitch down on her knees sucking my cock!" a male yelled out. 

"Twelve hundred!" 

"Thirteen!" 

"Fourteen!" 

"Fifteen!" it went on until the bid reached two thousand. 

With the bidding stalled at two grand, Bronco was on the mike asking "Now how much more are you willing to bid for the lovely Mrs. Megan Rafter?  C'mon now, is that all she's worth ................................the beautiful wife of incumbent Senator Marvin Rafter?"                

With the stage quickly setup as Margo wanted it after she handed over the three grand, the dark haired dyke sat in the chair and began to take off her high heeled boots. 

Mangy Margo, as she was better known to the crowd, stood back up to undo the button to her black slacks and began to shimmy out of that garment.  Thumbs in her panties, Margo then began working them down over her trim hips and let them fall to her feet before she kicked them away from her. 

With Mangy Margo looking out at the crowd and smiling widely, she spread her legs wide while squatting down a few inches, then reached on down to grab the string that was now visibly dangling down between her widespread legs.  Seconds after Margo pulled at the string and what it was attached to, one disgusted guy could be heard "Ah, gross!  She's on the fuck'n rag!" 

Whistles and cat-calls then followed, then a chant began to build "Eat it, bitch, eat it!  Eat it, bitch, eat it!" 

Then Dr. Trèsor took the mike, instructing "You heard what they want, Miss Rafter!  Time to thank the first donor of the night!" 

Unable to disobey, Megan wearing a very expensive necklace and an elegant blue dress stepped forward on her silver heels, moving toward and now between the woman's widespread legs.  Slowly dropping down to kneel down the stage floor, the audience could see the cringe forming on her face as it was evident that she had just gotten a whiff of Margo's smelly twat. 

"C'mon, Margo .....................gets the show on the road .................I need her sucking my cock!" one guy yelled out. 

"Yeah, we all's wanna bid on that beautiful bitch!" another guy in the audience yelled out. 

Margo complied by reaching out to grasp back of the senator's daughter and pulled her down onto her menstruating twat, arching her hips up to rub her mangy twat in the bitch's beautiful face and yelling out "Eat me, bitch!  Eat out my smelly snatch!" 

With that, Mangy Margo proceeded to giving the hollering onlooker a good show by arching up and rubbing her menstruating pussy all over the face of the Senator's beautiful daughter.

From the embedded suggestions previously implanted into the deep recesses of her mind, the lovely daughter of Senator Rafter would only remember the meet and greet portion of the prior night's fundraiser. 

All else, her stepping up onto the stage to be auctioned off followed by her X-rated performances of stage throughout the evening, would be stored away in the far recesses of her brain for use at a future date. 

Her next conscious memory was of showering together with her black lover, recalling how they first washed each other's back, and then turning to face one another to wash the other's most private parts. 

Megan recalled how she got her hands all slick and soapy, how she reached out with her left hand to cut the walnut sized testicles of the well-endowed man, then grasped his stunning manhood with her other hand ...........stroking and fisting it till it got big and hard, getting it to grow and grow to its impressive length that she was familiar with. 

After toweling one another dry, Bronco scooped her up into his muscular arms and carried her to out to lay her upon the king-sized bed where he then joined her. And soon that impressive sex tool of his became a part of her, followed by what had to be considered as just absolutely fantastic lovemaking, recalling how she had screamed out in sheer ecstasy when he ejaculated his hot burning roe deep up in her fertile womb. 

Now fully awake after her mind played back the memorable events for her, Megan was now fully awake to realize just how so similar this instant was to the first time, finding very difficult to breathe and unable to move due the heavy weight lying atop of her. Oh so very similar to her first affair, finding her black lover atop and as well as his manhood still in her. 

'My God, what's happened to me?  How could I let this happen again?' she wondered, then shivered as she realized 'He's waking up!  Oh, God ...................it's growing in me!  He's going to give me a good fucking again!' 

"Oh, Bronco ............................fuck me .........................fuck me with that big black cock of yours!" she panted out while wrapping her legs around his ass.

Short time after the inevitable happened; Megan became pregnant and quickly married with Bronco. Senator Rafter had to swallow his pride and smile for the media while in the official photo of the wedding he was flanking the bride and groom with Bronco's grandmother on the opposite side. And although his racist heart was broken, his popularity increases among minorities especially among African Americans winning widely in the election.

Four years later, the war against pornography was a success for everyone, especially for George Johnson who got rid of their competitors and now he is the only owner of the majority of producers and the only one distributor on the West Coast. Senator Rafter achieved its goal and stood in from the people as a dutiful man and will be reelected. Bronco Baines gained notoriety fiercely attacking the places where pornography is sold illegally, and then in the courts denouncing and punishing them with the law in hand; many see him as a prosecutor or future judge in the state. Now Mrs. Megan Baines, fulfills her role as the public face of the anti-pornography crusade, she is now a happy wife and mother of two robust and healthy black babies and expecting another like her round and swollen belly indicated.

In the final part of the interview Oprah asked Megan "¿Remember the first time I interviewed to you?"  

"Yes" Megan said. "I had just participated in Miss USA"

"Of course, you were one of the finalists" answered Oprah. "Much has happened since then"

Megan Baines said: "Well, things are different now, as you can see- stroking her swollen belly-Now, my priority is to be a good mother to my children, and a good companion and an excellent wrench lady for my husband"

After the interview, Megan came practically running to the attic while Oprah was preparing to interview the Senator Rafter. Ten minutes later Oprah, Senator Rafter, and all the production staff hear the dissonant cries of Megan "Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee, oh Bronco, YOU'RE RIP MY ASS APART"

Clearly they hear the gasps, groans and growls of the spouses Baines in a session of wild sex. Visibly embarrassed by what was happening Senator Rafter apologized "Excuse the lovebirds" although he really thought ‘Is this goddamn black bastard mounting my daughter'

"You have nothing to apologize Senator-said Oprah- It's really wonderful to find in our day a young couple with such a strong bond".

While Oprah spoke they could be heard Megan between gasps say "Harder...harder...harder" and then "Shoot it...shoot it...that's it...that's it...I can feel your hot sperm bathe my bowels"

"I think before I go, I'll ask Megan what is the secret to..." Oprah couldn't continue because Megan gave a great cry "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee"

"Oh God! Bronco- said with a little purring- I LOVE YOUR 13 INCH BLACK COCK"

Oprah smiled broadly couldn't help showing off her perfect white teeth "I think that I don't need ask her anything"

Senator Rafter couldn't explain how his daughter a fine white lady was converted into an addict whore and a breeding cow for a despicable black man with a donkey cock.

Walking her outside, the lovely blonde beauty looked like an angel in the setting with the small lake providing quite a backdrop.  "Thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule this week to see Dr. Angeline Trèsor this Thursday afternoon, Katie!" he advised. 

"Oh, no problem, Pastor Norton, it's best I get it out of the way now while I'm back as I know for certain that I'll really be going crazy as the wedding date nears!" the lovely bride-to-be replied.

Looking at the beauty in her red blouse and black skirt, her sweet innocence just beamed as Pastor Norton told her to pose for a snapshot so he could put it on the church's website advising of her upcoming wedding. 

With Katie readily agreeing with a pose, the innocent beauty merely assumed that it would be viewed by members of the congregation, not a cult of lusty black men who would ante up quite a large sum of money to win the bidding right of ‘ruining' a beautiful bride-to-be.  And at that moment, her very own pastor was wondering how high a bid would be reached for the privilege to get between Katie's sexy white legs.

For Dr. Angeline Trèsor, she had willingly giving up the holier than thou life for financial rewards as well as for pleasures of the flesh.  And now with her having the goods on the Pastor Richard Norton her husband, she was beginning to really gather in the big rewards through the exploitation of the unsuspecting members of the Ukiah Congregation Church ............all thanks to their very own pastor. 

On that last occasion, Dr. Trèsor knew that getting the young fool to participate sexually with the beautiful member selected from his congregation would have him wanting even more.  And to donate 10% of the proceedings to the church's coffer certainly served to tighten his hold on the young fool.   

With the website providing a lot of lovely unsuspecting beauties for choose from, like that of a shopping catalog, the devious black woman figured that there must be a way to get the prospective customers to be willing to part with even more for their selected purchase.  Aware of various auction sites on the internet, Dr. Trèsor had correctly surmised that her idea could be done, that she only needed to hire the expertise needed to achieve her goals.  ‘Hmmm, yes, this might just work!  Instead of me negotiating with the customer as the price he's willing to pay for the selected merchandise, if I announce a certain product sale with time for bidding and an end time for the auction, that might just be the answer!' she concluded.

For the past two weeks, having hired a young computer whiz, the template had been set up on her computer and Dr. Trèsor had learned what he needed to do to make ‘product' changes.  She had told the young computer whiz that she was in the line of selling women's jewelry, thus she watched carefully and took notes as to how to make changes with the topics and pictures placed on the website.

And the young fellow even had it done with the timer counting down to when the auction would end and announce the winning bidder along with the amount of his winning bid, which Dr. Trèsor figured would make the bidding even more exciting and produce even higher bids in future auctions.  Also, she learned how to display short video clips on the sight if that would be needed to drum up business.

To get the bidding site noticed by the potential customers, Dr. Trèsor decided to give them something that served to stimulate their palates, thus began to upload some samples pics as well as a couple short video flicks.  ‘You could have been the lucky one who bought this lovely beauty!' the title read over the picture of lovely Alison Tayler.  With a note to click onto the picture of the in her blue outfit and carrying her briefcase, a short video clip showed her under hypnosis as the viewer could watch her respond and hear the audio of: 

Q: "Have you had sex with your fiancé?"

A: "No!" 

Q: "Are you still a virgin?" 

A:  "Yes!" 

Q:  "Are you planning to save your virginity for your wedding night!" 

A: "Yes!"

A second photo, of the lovely beauty naked and rubbed the bloated cockhead up and down her juicing slit, and under it the caption read ‘click on and you could have had this pleasure'!

"I want it .........................I want it ..........................put it in me .............................fuck it in me!  Pop my cherry! Pop my..... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Godddddddddd .................................yesssssssssssssss.....................................oh my God, yes .................................yessssssssssssssssssssss ...............................yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ..................................hurt me ......................................hurt meeeeeeeeee ............................make it hurtttttttttttttttttttttt .......................................yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!" Alison Tayler panting out in desperation encouraging her rapist. 

Grabbing her trim hips firmly in his strong hands, the black man groaned from the tightly gripping hold clasping onto his thick boner as he thrust more of it forward into the whining bitch, snickering out that "Oh, damn sweetie, better not let fiancé try to put his little pecker in ya fer awhile .............................. otherwise you can't hide your fiancé our big black secret..........not the way I's gotta stretch ya out!  Damn, I'd love to pop yer tight fuck'n virgin holes!"  

Barely more than six inches had thrust up into the flailing beauty, yet she was clutching tightly onto his shoulders and begging him to "Do me ..............................do meeeeeeee .........................fuck me ...........................fuck me ...................................fuck me good ..............................do me with that big black cock of yours!"

"Okay, bitch .........................ya asked fer it!" the man panted as he got a good hold on her hips before slamming it home once again with "How's that, bitch?  That what ya wanted?"

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" came the reply shriek before the young girl panted out "Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss ..........................fuck me ..................................fuck me .....................................give it to me hard .....................................fuck it to meeeeeeeeeee ..........................fuck all of that big monster into me!"

And upon hearing that, the black bastard reared on back till just the bloated cockhead remained enveloped in her quim, and then he thrust on forward with all of his might, sending the 12+ inches of black meat up into her cunt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...........................................................ohhhh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd ..................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" came the shriek of acknowledgement.

In the next picture the girl wraps her trim arms and legs around her humping lover "Click here and you saw he was going to town on her at fever pitch.

"Ohhhh, so good ..............................so good ........................so big and so deep!  Oh, Godddddddddd ................................yessssssssssssssssss .........................yessssssssssssssssss!  Goddddddddddddddd ....................................cummingggggggggggg .................................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggg ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God .........................fuck meeeeeeeeee .........................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed out as her black lover shagged her at jackhammer speed.

And then the shagging suddenly ceased with the thick cock fully embedded in her cunny, the ebony body rock solid for a few seconds before beginning to convulse, causing Miss Alison Tayler to lock her ankles around his black ass and pull him in even deeper as she panted out "Shoot it ...............................shoot it .................................shoot your cum in me ................................sperm me, stud ................................sperm me!  Do it .......................here your chance to knock up a white bitch that's cheating on her fiancé ...................................fuck your little black bastard in me!" 

‘Perhaps your dream is to possess a lovely blonde, huh!' Dr. Trèsor typed next.  Click onto the picture below and watch this lovely young wife being hypnotized, see how it's done and learn the inner secrets of this beauty.

Q:   "How many men have you made love to, Mrs. Wayland?"

A:   "Only one ..............my husband!"

Q:   "Did you wait till the wedding night?"

A:   "Yes!'  

Q:  "Have you sucked your husband's cock off?"

A:  "No, I'd never do such a filthy thing!"    

Q:  "What's your favorite sex position in bed?" 

A:  "We've always made love together, with my husband atop of me!  I've heard it's called the missionary position!" 

Q:  "Have you ever thought of having sex with another man?" 

A: "No!  Never!"

Q:  "How would you feel if a big muscular black bastard was atop of you and was about to have sex with you?" 

A:  "I would absolutely die of shame!"

‘Want to hear more?' Dr. Angeline Trèsor added above the next picture placed on the website, a picture of Mrs. Abigail Wayland grasping a male hardon through his pants.  ‘Click onto this picture and see more of the beauty while hypnotized and watch as she's wanks off a strange black man in her master room.  Upon click the photo, another video clip showed:

Q:  "Have you ever heard the myth of black men being well endowed?"

A:  "Yes!"

Q:  "Do you believe it?"

A:  "I don't know for sure but my sorority sisters swore it was true from their experiences!"

Q:  "Ever dream about suck off a cock of black stud?"

A:  "Yes, but that was way back after hearing the girls in the sorority talk about it!"

Q:  "Ever think about it after you got married?"

A:  "No!"    

And then the flick showed how the hypnotized beauty was made to wank off a giant black cock what she believed to be a dream her fantasy ................with no clue that she was giving such pleasure a black man!

In the picture, the innocent blonde wife was nude stand up in front of an unknown black man who was naked too at the foot of her marital bed.

"Now come on over here and suck my cock, ya hot little bitch!" she was told.

Trembling, the woman nervously moved forward.  Seconds later, she felt the large calloused hand at the back of her head pushing her down to gobble up the bastard's big black cock.

An unexpected thrill coursed through her body upon hearing the man groan "Ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................................suck it, baby .................................suck ittttttt!" 

Minutes later, she was sucking a black cock off in her mouth, for very first time but her fantasy had not included having all that thick mucus suddenly clogging her throat and with more goo filling her mouth with each throbbing lurch.  Forced to swallow or choke to death, Abigail was very glad for the strong hand at the back of her head keeping her pulling away from the spurting cock.  Her petite body lurching spasm-like as she struggled in getting down the gooey slime clogging her throat, the beauty wife was astounded at the vile sex act she had just performed on this unknown black man.

Then, the black man says her "Congrats Mrs. Wayland, ya's cocksucker! A black cock sucker!"  She looks at him and smiles him as her tongue play around her mouth searching possible remains of semen. 

Dr. Angeline Trèsor knew that the voodoo network, catering to bevy of evil and lusty black men, donated a ton of money in exchange to sate their desire for lovely female beauties.  She also knew that it was a rather large network, but as to the extent of its size, Dr. Trèsor could only speculate. 

Through the chat room of the voodoo network, he had added on URL of the upcoming auction website that he had been working on, then kept them posted as to when it was ready that past Friday morning.  Since then, with just three full days having gone by, Dr. Trèsor was totally flabbergasted in seeing that the auction site had over 60,000 hits.

Having gotten the call from Pastor Norton advising of a need to schedule a premarital counseling session for a Miss Katie Harrison that upcoming Thursday afternoon, Dr. Trèsor was excited at the prospect, especially after learning that she was some beauty. 

Knowing that the young bride-to-be was in Pastor Norton's office at the time of the call, she had quizzed the young pastor: 

Q: "Is she a young beauty?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q: "Blonde?" 

A:  "Yes!" 

Q: "Age?" 

A: "22!" 

Q: "A virgin?" 

A:  "I believe so!" 

Q:  "What would you like, Rich?  For her to wank you off or suck you off!" 

A: "Th .............the second one!"

Having instructed the pastor to update the church's website that day, Dr. Trèsor then copied the picture of the beautiful bride-to-be and put her up on the auction block, telling the network followers that the bidding for lovely Katie Harrison would commence that Friday. 

With her premarital session to take place that Thursday, Dr. Trèsor planned on adding a video clip of the lovely beauty, especially that part when she asked if she was still a virgin. If indeed she still was cherry, that would certainly up the ante, perhaps by over ten thousand. 

Looking at the picture of the lovely young blonde as she posed on the steps in her red blouse and black skirt, she wondered how much this beauty would fetch, how much a guy would cough up if her cherry was still intact.

Thursday afternoon arrived with the lovely Katie Harrison showing up for the scheduled appointment after she had lunched with her close girlfriends from high school. Dressed in a white blouse, yellow skirt and 3" white heels had Pastor Norton's balls in a knot, just as the beauty had her own pastor hot and horny as he peeked out from the slits of the closet door. 

Greeted by the evil woman who seemed quite pleasant, Katie went over to the patient's chair as indicated, seating herself in the familiar type of chair that one would find in a psychologist's or psychiatry office. The interview, according to the fellow, apparently was to do more research than to preach about what to expect or not expect during marriage.

And when asked if she had ever been hypnotized or had any objections in him seeing if hypnosis worked on her, merely to remove any thoughts or normal hesitations of one's answering personal question, Katie laughed as she advised that she had never been hypnotized and indicated that she didn't think she could be hypnotized as she really didn't believe in it. 

When Dr. Trèsor asked her permission to try, Katie laughed and advised "Sure, go ahead!  But I think you'll be wasting your time on me!" 

Told to relax as she had her legs up on the curved couch and rested back them upon it, Katie smiled in seeing the bright sparkling gem slowly swinging before her face, causing her to giggle as this was like those hokie shows on television.

Two minutes later, with everything being filmed and recorded, this excerpt would be added onto Dr. Trèsor's auction website: 

Q: "How old are you, Katie?" 

A:  "Twenty-one!  I'll be twenty-two next month!" 

Q: "Have you and your fiancé made love?" 

A: "No!" 

Q: "Are you still a virgin, Katie?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q: "What liberties have you allowed your fiancé?" 

A: "Kissing!  Embracing!  Touching a little!" 

Q: "Have you ever touched his penis in the flesh?" 

A: "No!" 

Q:  "Has he put his hand down your panties?" 

A: "No ...........but he tried!" 

Q:  "Has he played with your titties?" 

A: "Only touched them through my clothing!"

At this point, Dr. Trèsor signaled for his guest to come out of the closet and stand behind the head of the couch.  She then continued her questioning with:

Q: "Have you fantasized having your fiancé pushing up your blouse and bra to slide his hand up and play with your breasts?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q: "Would you like knowing how pleasurable that would be?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q: "Have you fantasized having your fiancé to slide his hand up your skirt and panties and play with your pussy?"

A: "Yes!"   

Dr. Trèsor:  "Good, my dear!  I'm here to help you achieve that!  Every night before you sleep; you'll play with your boobies and pussy! Every night! Sometimes you'll dream with an unknown man, a black man is playing with both of them. Relax and pretend that is a fantasy, a fantasy that your handsome fiancé has not dared to tell you but you discovered on your own; there is nothing to fear is just a fantasy, his fantasy and you shall experience that pleasure!"

Seeing his wife signal for him to come around to the side of the couch, Rick's cock was ready to bust through the seams as he came around to the side of the hypnotized beauty.  Having heard the questions and answers, Rick was breathing hard in anticipation, realizing that he was being given the privilege of exposing the breasts of this lovely beauty, with the idea of her own pastor touching her so naughtily being so thrilling. 

Dropping to his knees, Rick reached over to grasp the bottom of her white blouse and proceeded to pull the garment out from her yellow skirt. Then he proceeded to unbutton the blouse so as not to have it all creased and wrinkled.

White lacy bra now exposed as the front of the blouse was peeled to the sides, Dr. Trèsor went to grab an another camcorder to get a better close-up clip of Pastor Norton taking advantage of a beautiful member of his congregation. 

‘Hmmm, putting it all together from all angles, this could be a big seller on the open market!' she thought. ‘The Preying Pastor' was the initial title that came to Angeline's devious mind as she observed Rick baring the beautiful twin pink capped titties by pushing up the lacy bra.  Filming the weak-willed pastor move his hands up to cup the twin beauties, caressing the soft fleshy globes, she then captured him thumbing the hardening pink nipples.  Then her pastor was mouthing and suckling one peak after the other, tonguing the pretty buds.

Signaled to back away and stand, Rick did so in hopes of his wife getting Katie to do what she had never done before nor would ever do in her right mind ...............getting her to suck his cock! 

He listened as his wife commenced the suggestive implants into innocent Katie's mind, his cock tenting his pants in anticipation of what was to come as he listened:  Angeline's question:

Q: "Kelly, do you want to please for fiancé?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q: "Do you want to please him physically?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Q:  "Did you know that a man loves for a woman to please him with her mouth?" 

A: "No!" 

Q: "Would you like to learn how to please your fiancé with your lips and tongue?" 

A: "Yes!" 

Following that exchange, Dr. Trèsor then advised "Now slide your legs off the couch and sit up, sweetie!  Thanks it!  Now slide off and kneel down upon that soft fleece rug!  That's it, now Pastor Norton is willing to stand in as you practice for your fiancé!"

Indeed, this would be a prize winning film depicting how a real holier than thou preacher man took care of a member of his flock, especially a beautiful female member of his congregation. 

And now, with the young beauty following Dr. Trèsor's instruction by reaching in with her trim and soft manicured fingers, her pastor was moaning "Ooooohhhhhhh, Katie ..............................oh, so goooddddddddddddd!  Oh, yesssssssssss!" 

"You're obviously pleasing him with your lovely hands the way he's moaning, Katie!  But what would please any man, especially if he's not your husband, would be to stroke him with your hand the other way!  Yes, that's it!  Just the sight of your sparkling diamond ring atop a man's cock gets him excited!  Now reach into his pants with your right hand and palm his swollen balls!" Dr. Trèsor instructed the inexperienced beauty.

Looking down at the exquisite site of lovely Katie Harrison on her knees, seeing the sparkling diamond ring atop of the soft petite hand stroking his cock while her other hand played with his balls that were hidden in his pants. 

Shivering from the absolute pleasure as his cock pulsated in her soft gripping fist, Rick's bloated cockhead flared wide as he forced himself to hold back and resist the temptation of fulfilling a fantasy .............that of ejaculating his pent-up holy white wine right into her beautiful innocent face, soiling her lovely features with his hot creamy spunk. 

Rick sucked in his breath upon hearing her wife instruct Katie with "Now part your beautiful pink lips and flick your tongue up against the tip of him!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, my Goddddddddddddddddd!" Rick shuddered as he threw his head back, nearly popping his load on Katie beautiful face when her wet tongue brushed up against the tip of his bloated cockhead. 

"That's it, Katie!  Now trace the rim of Pastor Norton's cock with your talented tongue!" came Dr. Trèsor's instruction. 

Seconds later, more instructions were called out for Katie to "A couple more times, only faster!  That's it, now gobble his cock!  Deep throat him!" 

No longer could Rick stand as he reached forward with both hands to clasp at the back of Katie blonde head, pushing his throbbing cock into her open mouth, groaning "Oh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!"

Observing the inexperienced beauty perform on her very first cock, Dr. Trèsor instructed her to "Let go of his cock so he can push his boner down your throat, honey!  Put your hand on his ass and pull him to you!  That's it, swallow all of his cock!  Keep playing with his balls!  Honey, when gets about ready to popping his load in your sucking mouth, you'll feel his balls tighten up in the palm of your hand before they pop!" 

And as Rick fucked at Katie's beautiful face, a pace now so fast that it was evident that he would soon be cumming, Dr. Trèsor issued her last instruction for Katie to "Now look up, sweetie!  Let your pastor look into your beautiful blue eyes as he cums in your mouth!"

"Oh, God .....................oh, God .......................oh, yes ....................suck me, Katie ................................suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Arggggggggggggggggg!" Rick groaned out, seeing the beauty's eyes widen as his bloated cockhead flared before he exploded. 

Hands clutching at her silky blonde hair, thrilled as seeing the scared look in her eyes, Rick let loose a stream of his hot jizz at the back of her throat.  As Katie gagged and gurgled, forced to swallow the slimy cum load he had ejaculated or choke on it, Rick let loose another stream of his holy wine for her to get a good taste of him this time.

Totally spent with his now aching balls drained, Rick's flaccid penis slipped from the pair of succulent pink lips, causing him to nearly stumble backwards on weak legs.  Then he was being handed a camcorder as his wife advised for him to get some close-ups of Katie Harrison blowing him. 

Now the evil woman was standing before the still kneeling blonde beauty, telling Katie "Okay, sweetie, now let's see if you remember all what you've just been taught!" 

An hour later, in her old room back at her parents' home where she was spending her spring vacation, Katie removed her heels and put them in her closet as she pulled her blouse from her skirt and began to unbutton the garment.  Tossing the blouse onto her bed as she planned on putting it in the wash, Katie then undid the button to her yellow skirt as she planned on hanging it up in the closet for another use, but then she noticed a small white stain on the front. 

Using her thumbnail, Katie scraped off most of the crusty stain but still it left a slight discoloration.  Noticing a smaller white stain at the bottom of her skirt, she then tossed the skirt onto the bed for a wash.  Having had spaghetti with white clam sauce for lunch that day, Katie innocently thought that was what had gotten onto her skirt.

At Dr. Trèsor's office, the lusty pastor's wife had just finished uploading the auction site with the picture of Katie posing at the church, her background information, as well as some video clip of the questions and answers provided under hypnosis. 

With the main portion of the video concentrated around her inexperience and the fact that her virginity was still intact, that she was saving it for her wedding night that summer, Dr. Trèsor punched in the starting bid at a mere $25,000.  Looking over the picture of her posing, she then proofed the background information:

Age: 21;

Date of Birth: 02/22/1993;

Color of Hair: Blonde;

Color of Eyes: Blue;

Height: 5'2";

Weight: 120 lbs.;

Occupation:  Student - Senior at Louisiana State University, majoring in psychology.

With this new auction site, to avoid any tracks of funds coming in to her and being forwarded offshore, Dr. Trèsor had made the necessary contacts in the network where the winning bidder would be sending the proceeds to the BH organization's offshore account. 

Either she'd wait for word of funds being deposited into the account or she'd be wired to proceed as the bidder had outstanding credit with the organization assurance that all was a go.  And with her advising the code name provided by the winning bidder, the organization would then come back with the name and phone number for details to be arranged by phone as to how the exchange of ‘property' would be arranged, thereby leaving no other traceable information on the organization nor customer.

For Dr. Trèsor, time would be of the essence with the auction schedule for Friday as Katie Harrison was scheduled to depart early Tuesday.  With much more control and surety of her suggestive comments taking effect through direct hypnosis, she wanted to have everything fully taken care of before the sexy bitch departed as doing it by phone left too much to chance. 

With the kind of bucks involved here, a failure on her part would certainly be frowned upon by the BH organization, which Dr. Trèsor considered the most important aspect in her life at this time.  Using the guise of wanting to go over the results of their last session, another short one was scheduled for Monday afternoon, ‘short' in her mental awareness but subconsciously Katie was not to schedule anything for two hours after the session began.

At Friday noon, the auctioned commenced with a bang as the minimum bid of $25,000 was made the second the bidding started.  $25,100; $25,300; $25,500; $25,750; $26,000 and so it went for the two hour scheduled auction. 

Bids slowed a bit after it hit the $30,000 mark but now it seemed that the players were quite serious and trying to play their cards right without having to bid things up unnecessarily.  It was forty grand with just an hour to go, with Dr. Trèsor excitedly thinking that this first auction surely might go as high as fifty grand.  She watched as the fifty grand mark was quite near with just five minutes to go.

Then things went nuts on the bidding:  $50,000; $52,000; $55,000; $58,000; $60,000; $65,000 and a minute to go!  ‘Shit, they really want this bitch bad!' Dr. Trèsor chuckled out lout, nudging Pastor Norton who she had invited over to watch the auctioning off of this beauty , especially since it was his doing that this lovely member of his congregation was being sold off online to some rich horny black bastard who would love the of copping Katie Harrison's precious cherry.  Then, with it down to fifteen seconds, Dr. Trèsor's eyes widened as the bid hit $70,000, then bam - $100,000 at the close!  Some horny bastard had bid a hundred grand for young Katie Harrison!

Emailing in the winning bidder's code name and number, along with the amount of the winning bid, Dr. Trèsor would have to hope that he got back a response before Monday afternoon.   "Whadda can ya say, Rick!  You're gonna get yourself or your congregation ten percent donated to you as your share of the proceeds!  Ten grand, my love!  You gonna be here on Monday, aren't you?  See if pretty Katie remembers what we taught her this week!  Your last chance with this innocent little beauty, cause she ain't gonna be very innocent once her horny black benefactor ‘ruins' the bitch!  Wanna ‘69' her .............she sucks you while you eat out her pussy?" Dr. Trèsor chuckled.

It was just five minutes after she had notified the organization of the successful auction and the codename provided when an email response came in advising that the bidder's credit was good for the amount of the winning bid.  Then it advised ‘Winning bidder is awaiting your call and shall be available for the next half-hour!  Please contact him at once!  Make contact with Mr. André Robson at (225) 578-6789, ext. 115!  Advise receptionist of your being with the organization and she'll put you through!'

Putting the phone on speaker so Pastor Norton her husband could be in on it, Dr. Trèsor then dialed the number provided on the email.  Both their jaws dropped when the phone was answered by the receptionist with "Good afternoon, Louisiana State University!  Can I help you?" 

Speechless for a second, Dr. Trèsor then advised "Extension 115 please!  This is Pastor Norton's secretary of the Blessed Herd congregation calling!" 

Then the receptionist advised "Yes, I'll connect you right away!  Professor Robson is awaiting your call!" 

Before the connection was made, Dr. Trèsor quickly inquired "Before you connect me, tell me, what department Professor Robson is in?" 

"Oh, Professor Robson is the head of the Psychology Department!" came the response.

"Professor Robson!" came the deep voice answering the phone.  "Professor, Dr. Angeline Trèsor of the BH!  Congratulations on being the winning bidder!  As you know, our conversation is strictly confidential, so you can speak freely!" she advised. 

"Yes, I'm aware of that, Doctor!  A fine island lady ...............a mutual acquaintance of ours, has told me of her teaching you how to master the art of hypnosis, something which I have tried but have yet to master!  Perhaps I can have you come to the university as a guest lecturer to demonstrate what a psychologist can do through the art of hypnosis!  And I can assure you of some worthwhile subject matter ............................like what I purchased today!" the professor advised.

Dr. Trèsor was intrigued at the idea and advised that perhaps that could be arranged in the near future.  "In seeing your location and occupation, I believe you are already familiar with your purchase item!" she advised. 

And to which Professor Robson replied "Yes, indeed, but just a bit as I certainly want get very familiar from now on!  The lovely Miss Harrison had been in several classes of mine over the past couple years and currently in two this semester before she graduates!  I was curious as to your new auction site when I first pulled it up and just couldn't believe it when you posted up her picture and background!  You would not believe how many wet dreams that young lady has been responsible for ......................those trim white legs so properly crossed while sitting in the classroom, how prim and proper she always is!  Damn, I've wanted her from the first time I saw her enter my Psychology 101 class years ago!"

That Monday, when Katie showed up at the office, she was surprised to see Pastor Norton there but was put at ease by Dr. Trèsor who conveyed that she was just showing her pastor how the entire procedure went along step-by-step.  Then Dr. Trèsor shook her head in addressing her pastor with "This young lady has really stumped me in using my hypnosis technique as it just doesn't seem to work on her like the others!"  

Katie was really put at ease at this point as she giggled "I did warn you ahead of time!  It's just that my not believing in it prevented me from going under such a spell!" 

Asked if she'd mind if he tried again one more time, Katie laughed and plopped herself down on the patient's couch and  raised her legs up onto it and told him "Go right ahead but you'll just be wasting your time!"

A moment later, Katie stood up from the couch and walked through the open doorway that Dr. Trèsor held open for her as Pastor Norton followed.  Door closed and locked, Katie stood in the large bedroom-like setting as the two men got seated.  "Pretend that you are at home and in the process of disrobing before taking a shower that no one is in the room with you!  Take all of your clothing off, Katie!" Dr. Trèsor advised. 

Stepping out of her heels, Katie proceeded to unbutton her blouse, removing it and placing it atop of the empty chair.  Reaching back, unclasping her bra, then that too was placed upon the chair.  Skirt unbuttoned, stepped out of, then it going her other clothing.  Lacy white panties pulled down to reveal her golden treasure, and then Katie was stepping out of the flimsy garment.

Instructed to walk over to the king-sized bed and lie down upon it, Katie complied.  "Now, Katie, you will learn of another technique in pleasing a man with your lips and tongue!  Remember what you learned last week?" she was asked. 

"Yes!" came the reply. 

"Good!  Again, Pastor Norton has volunteered as the subject matter for you to practice upon!  Only this time, he'll teach you how a man pleases a woman in the same manner and at the very same time!" Dr. Trèsor advised. 

After Richard Norton had climbed up on the bed, with Katie instinctively wrapping her hand upon the cock brushing up against her lips, Dr. Trèsor instructed "Lie on your back and open your thighs, Katie!  Yes ........................wider ...............a bit more so he can get his head between your legs!"

With slurping and mewling sounds coming from where both heads were located, Dr. Trèsor advised "That is how both a man and woman can please one another with their lips and tongue at the same time!  It's known as the classic ‘69' position!" 

As the pastor and his lovely congregation member proceeded to eat out one another, Dr. Trèsor eyed up the long, trim and flawless legs of the sexy beauty as her clit was now tenting her panties. 

It was quite a session in the bedroom, one that the beauty's professor at LSU. was agreeable to, provided that her virginity remained intact and that he'd be given a disc of his beautiful psychology student ‘69'ing with her own pastor.  The bedroom session turned out to be quite a precision timed event, with all three participants reaching a wild climax at the very same instant.

With Katie's petite body convulsing wildly, her pastor was loudly grunting "Praise the Lord!" as he ejaculated into her sucking mouth, all while Dr. Trèsor was creaming on inside her own panties.

Still in her hypnotized stupor, a rag was used to wipe her wet chin before Katie was instructed to take a shower in the adjoining bathroom.  Dressed once again and back in the office, Dr. Trèsor proceeded to put on the finishing touches for when she returned to college that next day. 

With a picture of her psychology professor brought up on the screen, implanted into her mind was that all personal instructions that she would receive from Professor Robson were her duty to obey.  And anything sexual that the professor didn't want her to remember was to be wiped from her memory and only remain deep in her subconscious.  All the details Dr. Trèsor had covered with her generous ‘buyer' were instilled in her mind and to be enacted upon when she returned to campus.

On her first day back to her Advanced Psychology class, following Professor Robson's announcement of a paper due at the end of the semester, Katie found the need to inquire about the appropriate topic by going to see the professor during his open office hours that afternoon. 

It had all been instilled into her mind to go to see him once the paper being due was announced, something that Professor Robson had requested upon making his purchase, with more to be triggered upon Professor Robson's mentioning of her belonging to the ‘Black Horses' (BH) organization.  Triggered when discussing the paper with her professor, all was blank in Katie innocent mind as she sat in the chair facing the front of the desk.

Eyes open, seeing everything but mind registering nothing, it just seemed like she was floating about in a dream and what took place in the office was a part of that dream.  Thus, that large calloused hand sliding down into the vee of her blouse did not bother her, nor as the thick fingers attempted to slide beneath the bra cup. 

Sensations took place between her legs when a thick finger inserted itself under her bra cup and flicked at her budding nipple. Entire hand now cupping her breast, then it was straining her bra as moved over to fondle her other breast.

"You did well in sucking your pastor, Miss Harrison!  I jerked off the past two days from when that disc arrived!  Now show me what Pastor Norton has taught you to do, huh!"

Professor Robson advised after removing his from her blouse and moving in front of her.  And now the prettiest student in his class, a prim and proper young lady, was reaching up to grasp the top of his pants with one hand while unzipping it with the other. 

"Ahhhhh, yesssssss!" he moaned as a petite manicured hand delved right into the open in search of his throbbing hardon.

Having taken the precaution of locking the door once he had her under the hypnotic spell, there still was not much time as other students could be dropping by for a conference during the open office hours.  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned as round and round the sexy bitch went with her hot little tongue over the rim of his cock.

"Ohhh, Jezzzzz!" he panted as the beautiful bitch went right down on him, her left hand shucking at the base shucking him with diamond ring sparkling at him, and her right hand in his pants cradling his walnut-sized balls!  Hands on the back of her silky blonde head, baby blue eyes looking up at him, he wheezed "Cumming, sweetie ...........................eat it ..........................eat it all ..............................oh, yeah, Miss Harrisonnnnnn!"

Moments later, Katie blinked her eyes as Professor Robson was tapping the top of her hand and asking "Are you okay, Miss Harrison?" 

Blinking rapidly in her stupor, Katie took the cup of water that the professor was handing to her and advising "Here, drink this!  You look a bit flush!  Maybe the jetlag in coming back from spring break, huh!" 

Realizing that she was in Professor Robson's office, her mind a bit blank, then Katie recalled why she had come here in the first place when the professor advised "Don't get stressed out about the paper, Katie!  You've got a solid ‘A' going so there are no way you'll drop below a ‘B' grade!" 

Feeling lightheaded as she swallowed the water, Katie couldn't make out the rather slippery salty taste in her mouth, thinking that it must have been a result of the lunch she bought earlier in the coffee shop.  Escorted to the door by her concerned professor, Katie assured him that she was fine at this point and would head home to her apartment for a nap.

Telling his receptionist that he would not be seeing anyone else during the normal open office hours, advising that he wasn't feeling well, André then went back into his office and locked the door before turning off the camcorders.  Turn on the television monitor; he then played back what the camcorders had captured of Ms. Katie Harrison's visit. 

Cock well drained, still feeling the exquisite sensation of her succulent lips around him, André smiled as he watched a replay of the blowjob he'd fantasized about for so many years.  ‘Damn, that was a fuck'n good initial return on my investment!' he chuckled.

Having finished dinner with the girls at the sorority, Katie realized that she had an appointment to keep at 8 p.m. but was a bit puzzled as to it being scheduled at night.  It was to take care of a problem with a grade, the nature or subject a bit of a puzzle but her rational mind just told her to their promptly. 

She looked at the address written on the note that she had in her purse, but her mind had her dismissing any questions or concerns about it.  ‘A dress ...............and heels ...........to meet a professor?' was a brief instant of rational thinking only to be quickly dismissed and forgotten as she zipped up her dress, something that was normally too elegant for campus use unless going out on a date.

Ringing the buzzer at the address of a professor's cottage on the far side of campus, Katie sucked in her breath as she exclaimed "Professor Robson!" 

"Come in, my dear, I was expecting you!  You're interested in becoming a member of the BH, aren't you ................a ‘Black Horse', huh?" he asked, knowing that phrase would instantly turn on the hypnotic suggestions that Dr. Trèsor had planted in her mind. 

As she followed him into his home, with three camcorders recording every movement, as prearranged, he then asked "You did say that you wanted to meet and discuss your grade for this semester, didn't you, Miss Harrison?"

Programmed into her subconscious from that Monday afternoon session with Dr. Trèsor, Katie nodded a ‘yes' and then reached up to the back of her dress.  Clasp unhooked and zipper drawn down, she then pushed the dress off her shoulders and let the garment fall to puddle around her heels! 

"You win, Miss Harrison, you'll have the ‘A' that you want if you'll continue ......................and have sex with me as you promised!" the professor advised, knowing that this was perfect for the recording.  With this caught on tape, although he'd be on their having sex with a student, it would be viewed at being due her enticement.

Bra removed to reveal her beautiful pink capped titties; Professor Robson couldn't resist the urge as he moved forward to suckle upon them as her hands clasped the back of his head. Having gotten her nipples stiff and hard in the process, he then stepped back to let her continue stripping off her clothing. 

Now just in a pair of white heels, he was eager once again, this time kneeling on her strewn clothing as he bent some and craned his neck up a bit so he could mouth her sex, getting the blonde beauty to emit a squeal "Ohhhhhh, Professor ...............................Professor Robsonnnnnnnnn!" 

Wiggling his tongue up in her snatch as her fingers clutched at his kinky hair, he soon had the prim and proper little bitch orgasming in his slurping mouth as she screamed out "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah .................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Panting from that mind-shattering orgasm with mind still in its hypnotic stupor, Katie found herself being pulled to Professor Robson's bedroom while clad only in her 3" heels.  Once on the bed, her heels were gently removed as the department head caressed her feet and even bent forward to take her toes into his mouth as Katie felt his tongue licking between them. 

Still panting from her recent orgasm, she felt her thighs being spread wide as her professor began to settle his muscular black body between them.  She trembled as he suckled upon her breasts once again, and then was kissing her passionately.  In her confused stupor, Katie was unaware of the camcorders about the room capturing her in bed with Professor Robson.

Not only was it all being recorded, but it was being broadcast to a computer located far away, back in her hometown of Ukiah, with one excited couple watching on the other end. Her phony pre-marital counselor and her own pastor, neither of whom were ashamed to have unzipped his pants and wanking at his sexual organ while intently watched her seduction. 

"Do you think he's going to do it?" her pastor asked, a question which got him an ‘are-you-stupid' look, to which he clarified it with "I mean ........snap her out of it ...........before he rapes her?" 

"I sure as hell hope so!" came the chuckling response from the evil woman and now so-called marriage counselor.

As the couple watched the lovely bride-to-be in the process of being raped by her purchaser, a lusty professor at her college, it was evident that the black bastard was thoroughly enjoying feeling up her long sexy white legs as he mouthed and bit at her pointed pink nipples. 

As the professor's muscular black shuffled up some, grabbing both wrists of the prone beauty to raise her arms up over her head and holding them there, Pastor Norton muttered out "Look!  He's going to do it soon!  He's licking her ear telling her something .....................gonna snap her out of it soon ..............now he's getting Katie to wrap her legs around him ...................and she's locking her ankles together now!"

Blinking her eyes rapidly, trying to focus them and make out where she was upon snapping out of her hypnotic stupor, Katie gasped as she came to recognize Professor Robson, only she had never seen him like this before.  "Professor Robson .....................what's happening?  Where am I?" she stammered out. 

It took a while for her to register his reply of "You're on my bed, Katie.........................you're not trying to back out now, are you?  You came here ...................asking me to give you an ‘A' for the course ..........................in exchange for ‘SEX'!"

Then to her horror, Katie came to realize that she was totally naked, and that Professor Robson was rubbing his naked black body upon her!  Worst yet, his ‘thing' was placed rigidly up against her sex with its tip partially parting her most private part. 

Heart thumping stressfully in her chest, Katie trembled with fear as she pleaded "Please, no ....................no ........................it's not true ......................I didn't come here for such a thing!  Please, no ..................this is rape ....................stopppppppppp!"  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she cried out in sheer agony as her evil professor speared his big filthy black ‘thing' into her, rupturing her precious hymen in the process.

As Katie's scream of pain filled the room, it was really music to André Robson's ears as he thought ‘Damn, this was worth every fuck'n penny of that hundred grand!' 

Thrusting himself forward once again, burying his thick black animal up into her virginal slit, had the beautiful blonde bitch shriek "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww ..............................stop ..............................stop ..........................it hurtsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!  Oh, Godddddddddddddddddd ................help meeeeeeeee!" 

André laughed out loud and cryptically chuckled "God ain't gonna help ya, sweetie!  In fact, in a way God helped git ya here in bed with me, heh, heh!"

It was pure agony for Katie as the vile professor's sweaty black body labored atop of her, crushing her to the bed as her legs flailed futilely about as she tried to kick at him.  Worst, that filthy ‘thing' of his had ‘ruined' her forever, rupturing her hymen and it was ballooning up deep within and about to spill its filth in her fertile womb. 

"No .........no ..............please, Professor .....................stop, please .........................you'll get me pregnant with your baby!  Please .................no .....................I don't want your baby!" she sobbed as his manhood now pumped in her like a piston.

Ten minutes later, Katie lay on her side weeping "I want to die ..................I want to die ....................oh, God ....................let me die ...............let me just die!" 

Entire body aching, her vagina raped raw and bleeding profusely, Katie then felt the vile professor's hand on her upper arm pulling her over onto her back once again.  Sobbing with hands over her ravaged breasts, Katie kept her eyes closed as she felt her knees being pushed up and spread wide as the gloating bastardly was now apparently looking over the damage done. 

Bloodied slit spread wide by the professor's thick thumbs, Katie had no clue had he was wanting more blood and his creamy cum to ooze out of her, wanting it all captured on film and transmitted to her watching pastor and pre-marital counselor.

Cum soaked paper towels tossed into the nearby trashcan by Rich Norton and Angeline Trèsor, the pastor's cock began to rise once again as they watched Professor Robson spear his index finger into Katie's bleeding slit then withdrew it to hold his finger up to the transmitting camera before licking the bloody mess off his finger. 

Then the black bastard licked his lips and smiled for them before turn back towards the sobbing blonde beauty.  Large black hands placed upon the upraised knees to spread them out further, hands sliding to her trim ankles before the bastard went down to eat out her bloody slit, causing Katie to moan "Oooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fingers first clutching at the wrinkled sheets, head tossing from side to side as she desperately tried to keep from feeling any pleasure, not from the vile man who had raped her of her virginity and was now performing a vile sex act upon her. Teeth clenched tightly, Katie couldn't longer hold back and pressed down on the balls of her feet to arch up into her professor's open mouth. 

Then, one hand after the other let go of the bedsheet to clutch at the back of Professor Robson kinky head as he ate out her bloody cunt.  "Oh ...................ohhhhhhhhhh ...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out as her body shuddered in a mind-shattering climax.

Moments later, with André Robson out from between Katie's bloodied thighs, he gloated "Damn, I've wanted you from that first day I saw you in Psych 101!" 

Then a sobbing Katie replied "You raped me!  I'm going to report this!  You'll go to jail for raping me!  You'll never teach here again ...............or anywhere!"  

As her professor used a remote to turn on a television monitor, a video clip began to play, showing her entering the house and heard the dialog of the professor mentioning getting an ‘A' in exchange for sex followed with her beginning to undress for him.

Professor Robson loved the stunned looked on the bitch's face as that clip would nip her claim of rape in the bud.  Walking over to the bed, he then grabbed her roughly by her silky blonde hair, and then used his other hand to guide his bloodied prick up to her clenched lips.  "Ya had better keep yer fuck'n mouth shut about this, bitch!  Ya wanna open yer mouth, huh ..............................then open it up fer my cock!" André growled as he rubbed his soiled cock over her lips and nose. 

As she was about to scream in pain when he yanked her hair, he pushed his cock into her mouth to silence her.  Moments later she was gagging on his cum, and then crawling over to the trashcan to puke her guts out.

Professor Robson no longer needed pretty Katie Harrison under the hypnotic spell as he now had a solid hold on her through blackmail.  "You want your parents back home see how you got straight A's in college, huh?  Bet your fiancé back home won't be too pleased to see that tape either, huh?" were the threats made to her unless she slept with him each night till graduation day came around. 

So, from the end of March till the first week in June, Katie forced herself to spread her legs nightly for her lusty professor.  She soon learned how to swallow his salty jizz without puking.  And in addition, Katie would find that her ass was also desired by the bastard, biting down into the pillow each time he buggared her to keep from screaming.

What Katie came to fear most was getting to Professor Robson's place late after a sorority function, especially if he had been drinking and in a foul mood.  She'd never forget that one night when she had gotten in late, when the Professor tore her clothing off and forced her down onto all fours as he then put a dog collar around her neck. 

"C'mon, I'll take ya fer a walk bitch!  Yer fuck'n little bitch coming in late, so's I's gonna treat ya like a fuck'n dog!  Now yer gonna be a watchdog tonight bitch and protect this property!  Ya bark if'n ya's see a burglar!  Now up .............up on the chair!" she was ordered as he booted her in the ass.

Facing and holding onto the back of the chair with her knees in the seat cushion, the professor then walked around to the back of the chair with the leash and tied it tightly to the bathroom doorknob.  Next, the bastard came back around to the front of the chair and gave her a hard smack on the ass with his open palm, causing her to yelp out in pain. 

Then he grasped her trim hips and shoved his thick cock up her aching ass, causing her to whine "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ................nnnnnnnnnnnnnn!" 

Sleep did not come easy that night, not in that awkward position.  Finally sleep came for Kelly, only for her to be startled awake by the smack of the hand on her butt, after which the bastard proceeded to sodomize her once again!

Holding the many roses and flowers after the graduation ceremony, Katie was once again in the arm of her handsome fiancé and in the company of her parents who had all flown in that morning to attend the event. This day was quite a relief for Katie as she now had her college diploma in hand and last night would be her last she'd have to sleep with her devious college professor.

And last night had been so hideous, with Professor Robson coming to her apartment to spend the night in her bed. His seeing her graduation gown hanging with the dress she had set aside, the one she was now wearing, had him wanting her to give him a preview with heels and all. 

But the devious bastard really wanted her dressed in that manner, so he could order her to her knees for the final humiliation of sucking him off in the graduation gown she'd be wearing the next day at the ceremony.

Katie froze when Professor Robson suddenly appeared, introducing himself to her parents, greeting them with "You must be Mr. & Mrs. Harrison, Katie's parents!  She told me that you'd be coming for the graduation!  You should be real proud of Katie, earning straight A's in all of her psychology classes!  She has certainly been my favorite student this semester!" 

Forced to introduce her fiancé to the bastard, Katie shuddered as Professor Robson shook his hand and advised "Congratulations, young man!  You're a real lucky fella to be marrying a sweetie like Katie!" 

As the conversation ended between her fiancé and the professor, Katie breathed a sigh of relief after having expected the vile bastard to blurt out something gross like ‘Katie's going to make ya a fine young wife cause I taught her how to spread those legs hers, suck cock like a whore, and take it right up her shitter!'

But just before Professor Robson bid his goodbye, after a rather lengthy conversation with her parents, Katie's heart sank when he announced loudly to her that "Thank you for the wedding invitation, Katie!  It just happens that I've been assigned to handle the recruitment nearby so I'll be out that way and be able to make it!" 

The fact was that Katie had never given nor sent him an invitation for she certainly didn't want the bastard, who had raped her and blackmailed her for more sex, to attend her wedding. 

"Oh, if you're going the be around Ukiah, we'd certainly like to have you over for dinner one night ..................best right after the wedding as things we'll be so hectic up till then!" she heard her mother tell the professor.

"Oh, I'd love that!" he replied.

Unable to pull away when he approached on the guise of hugging her goodbye and to congratulate her, Katie heard the bastard whisper in her ear "Reserve that honeymoon suite a night before the wedding!  Tell them it'll be easier for you to dress and leave for the church from there!  Cause you and I are going to ‘FUCK' one more time ......................the night before yer wedding!  Jist one guess as to what ya'll be wearing that night ................one hints: it's all white in color and has a veil!" 

With him pulling away and congratulating her loudly in front of everyone, with tears flowing from her eyes, Katie forced a "Thank you, Professor Robson!" 

And as Professor Robson waved goodbye, his parting comment was "See you soon!  Can't wait to see how pretty you look in your wedding gown!"

That night, André Robson made a phone call to Dr. Trèsor to inquire if any additional purchases could be made outside of the auction, advising that he'd be out there in the Ukiah area at the end of the month for Katie Harrison's wedding.  The mention of Katie Harrison's name brought a chuckle on the other end as that blonde beauty certainly couldn't be forgotten. 

For Katie, she'd give her fiancé and parents a tour of the area for a couple days then they'd all be flying back together.  In the meantime, shipping her belongings back had to get done and so much more details had to be taken care of for the wedding.  Checking her notebook of all the things needed to be done, along with her calendar for the month, each day was getting booked solid. 

First to change the dinner with her girlfriends the night before the wedding, knowing that she'd be having sex with Professor Robson up in the honeymoon suite from early that evening. 

‘My God, the sick bastard .............he's wanting to fuck me and degrade me while I'm wearing my wedding gown!' she cringed with disgust, shuddering at the thought of being forced to wear the soiled gown when she was to give her wedding vows.

Then, rearranging a few additional items in order to clear off an entire day was a task and took a while, but it had to be accomplished.  Katie breathed a sigh of relief when it got done as she put an ‘A' on that open date. Looking at the ‘A' had her shuddering upon remembering the last time an ‘A' was mentioned, that scene on the video being used to blackmail her with .............................an ‘A' in exchange for sex with her professor! 

This ‘A' also reminded her of that same bastard, only this ‘A' stood for abortion, one now needed to rid herself of the professor's black baby!  It had been the morning of her graduation that Katie discovered that the devious bastard had knocked her up, with that home test kit confirming that her nausea was not due to the flu.

Up in the honeymoon suite, having gotten there an hour earlier due to facing the task of getting appropriately dressed for that evening, Katie looked at herself in the mirror and blinked back the tears.  Now, dressed in her sheer white wedding gown and now in the process of slipping into her white heels, Katie shuddered at the thought of having the vile bastard touching her once again.  The dream from age five, that of seeing herself looking so beautiful in her wedding gown before marrying her prince charming, crumbled as she cursed herself with ‘Whore!  Filthy slutty whore!'

With her wedding day just a day away, one that she had dreamt of all her life, yet now about to do the unthinkable - letting another man have sex with her in the honeymoon suite - in her wedding gown!  Katie knew that she was deceiving her future husband in the most despicable way, but she was so much in love with her handsome fiancé that she just could not bear to lose him, even with it requiring herself to submit to the bastard blackmailing her for sex once again. 

Katie prayed that this would be the last time, hoping that the distance created from her graduating from the college would end the blackmail, yet she suspected that she would end up paying more in the future.

Professor André Robson entered the grounds of the exclusive Pinewoods Resorts where his former psychology student and her fiancé were to be married the following day. Once in the elevator, he pressed the button for the top floor where the honeymoon suite was located. 

Looking at his watch, the time indicated that his arrival was timely at the scheduled 5:30 p.m., the time when his lovely former student was expecting him to show up so she could model her wedding gown for him.  He smiled as the elevator headed on up, wondering what the lovely beauty would look like in her wedding gown.

Hands trembling as she nervously looked at the clock, a cold chill coursed throughout her body upon hearing the chimes of the doorbell.  ‘God, how much more sick and depraved can this get?  I'm just as sick for allowing this to happen to me!' Katie thought, as she nervously opened the door to the honeymoon suite to admit her from college professor. 

And there was her former professor, that evil grin on his face as he pushed the door close, then was pushing his fat lips upon hers and sticking his thick tongue into her mouth as he began to avidly Frenched her, causing her to shudder in disgust

A moment later, Professor Robson shivered with pleasure in feeling his lovely former psychology student kiss him in the way he had taught her to as he stroked her veiled head.  It was exactly the kind of kiss that made his cock throb and cockhead swell, with her pink lips pursed upon the tip of his stem while her pointed tongue darting out to tease at his flaring piss hole. 

"Ah, yes!  Ohhhh, you remember just how I like it!  Yes, tongue me .....................flick that hot little tongue of yers all over my cockhead!  Ahhhhhhhh ....................now take it ..........................take it in yer fuck'n mouth!  Yeah ............................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

It was such a hideous ordeal for Katie, wrapping an ivory white gloved around the thick ebony dong of her former professor while the other was in the opening of the man's pants as she fondled his big black nuts with her gloved fingers.  Then her former professor had both hands at the back of her veiled head as he arched his hips up to feed her his thick dong.

"Oh, ya sweet little bitch!  Where's that white boy yer gonna marry tomorrow, huh?  Out at his bachelor's party?  That stupid white boy ain't got a fuck'n clue that his pretty bride-to-be doing right now, huh!  If'n he can only see into the honeymoon suite right now .........................suck'n my big black cock .........................oh, yeah ..................yeah ............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Katie heard the bastard's taunting from above as her mouth was suddenly filled with his slimy roe.

Moments later, shuddering as she ran her tongue over the slippery roof of her mouth, Katie felt so sick and violated at having it used as a receptacle for Professor Robson to empty his filth in.  Her stomach churned from the hot slimy lake that hadn't settled well in her belly, feeling sick as she lay on her back on the king-sized bed, and then she dug the spikes of her 3" white heels into the mattress and arched her hips up. 

"Agggggggggg ...................ahhhhhhhhhhhh ......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kelly squealed as the professor went down on her.  Panties having been stripped from her, the horny bastard was using his long thick tongue to drive her wild.

From having sex numerous times nightly from the end of March, to three weeks with no sex at all, Katie petite body quivered in spasms, shaking in a wild uncontrolled orgasm the second Professor Robson's talented tongue flick at the ultra-sensitive clit. 

Blackmailed and forced to be his sex slave for the three month period, taken to many an unwanted orgasm each night, the bastard had turned her into a wanton slut needing sexual relief. 

"Oh, God ..............oh, God .................................I ......................I'm cummingggggggggggggggggggg!" Katie screamed out as the professor ate out her sweet honey. 

Arms outstretched on the bed, gloved fingers clutching tightly at the thick bedspread, her love juices flowed uncontrollably onto the lapping tongue.

Taking off his coat, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it aside, André then unbuckled his belt.  Seconds later, pants removed along with his shoes and socks, he reached forward to flip the bottom of the bride's wedding gown so that it bunched around her trim waist. 

Running his hands up her nylon clad legs, he then shuffled up into position, grasped her trim hips and proceeded to screw the lovely beauty in her wedding gown.  His first lunge was thwarted, catching André by surprise as he chuckled "Damn, ya sure got tight in just three weeks!" 

Lunging forward once again, his cock sliding in this time, André laughed "Ah, yeah, that'll make it easy fer the punk yer gonna marry tomorrow!"

Looking down at the lovely bride-to-be, dressed as she would be on the big day tomorrow, Professor Robson loved seeing the tears flowing from her eyes as sobbed in despair.  Cock buried fully up her twat, then feeling her cunny squeeze upon his fuckstick, André knew that he was getting to the hot little bitch and humped at her while laughing "Ah, yeah, sweetie ......................now yer getting into it!  Missed me, huh!  Opened ya up again!  What's the punk gonna say when he falls into that fuckhole of yers?  Ain't no way he‘ll believe yer a fuck'n virgin, that's fer sure!  Better make sure he's soused when he gets into bed with ya!"

Riding the beautiful bride-to-be, the black man gave her quite a memorable fuck as she encircled her trim legs around his waist to lock her white heels together behind his back. 

"God, I wish that white boy of yers could see his precious little bride-to-be right now, let him see what a little whore he's about to marry!  Think that punk can satisfy ya?  Give ya this kind of shagging .................the kind that ya need, huh, bitch?" Professor Robson taunted the agonized beauty. 

Now at jackhammer speed, he felt the bride-to-be tremble as she arched up squealing "Oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" 

It was a dual climax as Professor Robson unleashed a hot stream of hot gooey jizz into the beauty's womb, and then purposely pulled out in order to wickedly ejaculate his semen onto inside of her wedding gown. 

A half hour later, Professor Robson crawled off the bed, and then reached over to grasp the trim ankles of the bride-to-be.  Pulling her down to the foot of the bed, he then made her turn over onto all fours.  Flipping the back of her long wedding gown up to bare her ass, he caressed the soft white mound as he fitted himself up into place. 

With a merciless thrust, he shoved his oversized cock up into her tender asschute and just loved hearing the loud shrill "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

Pulling back some, he then lunged forward once again, this time burying his thick boner all the way up her bowels as he chuckled "Yer still the screamer every time I's shove up yer tight little ass, huh, sweetie!" 

Dressed once again, Professor Robson looked at the sobbing bride as she remained in the all fours position with her wedding gown bunched around her trim waist and with her sexy white ass high up in the air.  He chuckled in seeing his thick flow of cum oozing out of both her well-fucked pussy and asshole. 

Reaching forward to caress her soft creamy ass, he advised his former college student "Well, I guess I had better let the purty bride-to-be git her beauty rest with her big day coming up tomorrow!  Hey, Katie, be sure to save me a dance tomorrow night!  It'd be a first fer me .....................dancing with the beautiful bride of another man after I's fucked the night before the wedding!  And if'n that hubby of yers turns out to be a dud instead of a stud, ya jist call on yer favorite professor to solve yer problem!"

The next day, it was a nice sunny afternoon with the wedding ceremony taking place out in the resort's courtyard with Pastor Norton performing the ceremony.  Pastor Richard Norton couldn't help to get a rise out of performing this ceremony, especially since he had been so instrumental in demise of entering this holy marriage as a pure innocent young virgin. 

In fact, when she had been under the hypnotic spell that past March, Pastor Norton had gotten to touch and play with her lovely breasts, even sucking upon her tender titties. And to top things off, he had gotten the honor of being the first man to feel her soft pink lips and tongue upon his cock, along with being the very first to give her a tasty sampling of hot male spunk.

Later, at the reception dinner with place cards on the tables to arrange the guest sittings, Professor Robson had quite a desirable seat between two lovely women.  To his left were Dr. Angeline Trèsor and the Pastor Norton, whom he immediately began a conversation about various topics.  And to his right were the lovely Mrs. Felicia Harrison and her husband Mr. Tomas Harrison, the bride's parents. 

Two weeks after the graduation and a bit over a week before the wedding, through his computer monitor, Amos got to see the bride's beautiful and elegant mother placed in a hypnotic state.  There at Doctor Trèsor's office, the unsuspecting beautiful had shown up for the good cause of helping the church as to what provided a stable and flourishing marriage that she and Mr. Garrison shared. 

Once under the hypnotic spell, Pastor Norton of her own church slipped out from behind the louvered closet door.  He listened as Dr. Angeline Trèsor put her deeper into the hypnotic state, asking her general questions that soon got to be very personal.

Q: "What's your name?"

A: "Felicia Harrison!" 

Q: "What's your age?" 

A:  "43!" 

Q: "Are you employed?" 

A:  "Yes!" 

Q:  "What's your occupation?" 

A:  "I'm the principal at Ukiah High School!" 

Q:  "How long have you been married?" 

A: "22 years!" 

Q:  "Have you ever cheated on your husband?" 

A:  "No!" 

Q:  "Have you had sex with a man other than your husband prior to your marriage?" 

A:  "No!" 

Q:  "Have you ever thought of having sex with another man?" 

A:  "No!" 

Q:  "Ever sucked a man's cock before?" 

A:  "No!" 

Q:  "Fucked up the ass before?" 

A:  "No!" 

Q:  "Have you ever heard of the myth about black men?" 

A:  "Yes!" 

Q:  "Do you think it's true?" 

A:  "I don't know!" 

Q:  "Did you ever wonder if it's true?" 

A:  "Yes!"

This were the questions and answers posed before the hypnotic suggestions were implanted into her mind that would create that strong desire to find out factually for herself as to that last question.

Then Dr. Trèsor was picking up a cellphone to make a call.  Seconds later, André' direct line was ringing as he picked it up to talk to the evil woman.  Upon answering the phone and looking at the monitor, it indeed was from the evil woman who had just put the lovely Mrs. Harrison under a hypnotic spell.

With the lovely beauty never having had sex outside of her marriage, André was assured of being the first to put his cock up into the faithful wife's still very sexy body.  With the amount of his investment, André was also entitled to having his cock being the first to enter her pink lips and cherry ass. 

And Dr. Trèsor would implant suggestions into her mind, making her dream of him each night and wonder what illicit sex would be like with her daughter's black professor.

With her daughter and his son-in-law having departed, Felicia Harrison felt her heart thumping like never before as she sat on the chair next to the tall muscular Professor Robson. For the last week or so, knowing that her daughter's psychology professor would be dining with them, she just could not get the image of that man out of her mind. 

Each night in bed, she had thoughts like never before in her entire life, thoughts that bothered her and make her feel so guilty.  ‘What if a man like that touched me?  What would I do?  His large black hands sliding up my legs ...............ohhhh, Goddddd!  His big black ..............cock ...............pushing at me to get in ...................pushing even harder, forcing it into me!' she dreamt each night.

The guilt associated with such vile thoughts always put her into a depressed state, wondering why only now after so many years of being happily married was she even thinking of such awful things.  These were the kinds of thoughts had been implanted into her mind while under the hypnotic state that Dr. Trèsor had inputted into her mind, all while she stared ahead at the picture of André Robson while the own pastor touched her up, caressing her breasts through her clothing and then sliding a hand up under her dress to rub her juicing slit through the thin layer of her panties.  And each night, the one thought that she constantly pondered about was ‘Is that myth really true about black men?'

As they sat and chatted while sipping at the margaritas that Mr. Harrison had made, André could sense the nervousness in the lovely wife, especially knowing as to the thoughts instilled in her mind about him.  With Tom Harrison handing him a key to the extra car parked outside, he was told to use it throughout his stay in Ukiah. 

Then when her husband excused himself to put the steaks on the grill, from what Dr. Trèsor had implanted in her mind, the lovely wife would be unable to resist him once he placed his hand on hers and toyed with her diamond ring and wedding band.  In indeed his touch worked like magic as he toyed with her rings, hearing her panting with nervousness yet not pulling her hand away.

Glancing over, making sure that hubby was outside and out of sight, André then leaned towards the trembling beauty and placed his thick lips upon hers.  Feeling her tenseness, hearing her shallow breathing, André then brazenly inserted this thick tongue between her pink lips. Tonguing her, feeling her pointed tongue begin to dally with his, André placed his hand on her bare thigh and caressingly edged it up further under her dress. 

Tongue wiggling in her mouth, finger under the legband of her panties and wiggling in her juicing slit, and then all had to cease as they pulled away upon hearing the opening of the sliding patio door.  As the nervous beauty sat and stared at him, André brought his hand up to his face and licked at the slick juices covering his finger.

Sitting down at the table that night after serving dinner, Felicia just could not believe what had taken place in the living room just a short while ago, ‘What have I done?  How could I have allowed that to happen?' she shuddered. 

As there were only three of them, and since it was a beautiful night out, Fel (as everyone called her) had draped a tablecloth over the outdoor table so they could dine there in a slightly more formal setting.  But after a moment of being seated, Fel froze in feeling Professor Robson's shoe nudging against hers, not knowing what to do and unable to find the willpower to pull her foot away.  And then, she felt his shoe at the back of her heel nudging at her heel.

Another nudge and he had accomplished the task he had intended, that of slipping the heel off her foot.  And now he was leaning his leg against her bared foot, causing Fel to realize ‘Oh, God, he's wanting me to play footsies with him under the table with her husband Tom so close by!' 

Her mind told her that this was absurd but for some reason she was unable to pull her foot away, instead the her toes clutched at the pant leg and tug at him and then she slid her foot up into the opening to move up beyond the top of his sock.

After dinner, with Tom Harrison getting them some fresh drinks from the bar, André reached over to caress her hand once again and toyed with her diamond ring, telling her "Go and get the dessert you've planned from the kitchen when Tom returns, then call him to help you carry it out!  When he's gone, I'm gonna slip a knockout drug into his drink and soon you and I can go upstairs and have ourselves a ball!  Ya might want to pass on dessert fer now, cause I've brought a chocolate éclair fer ya to sample later!" 

He saw her lips part in a silent gasp on what he had just said, then with the shoe lifting her barefoot towards him, André reached under the table as he slid forward, bringing her foot right up against the boner throbbing in his pants.

With her husband returning from the bar, Fel slipped her trembling foot back into her fallen heel, then waited for her husband to be seated before announcing that she'd prepare the dessert.  Moments later, Fel appeared at the patio door as she called out "Tom, can you help me bring out a tray!" 

With hubby getting up from his chair, with his back towards him, André smiled at the lovely wife who was looking over towards him and watched as he poured the small vile of the potent drug into her husband's drink.  And when they returned, André enjoyed the sight of the lovely wife trembling with nervousness each time her husband took a sip of his drink.

Dessert finished by the men, with the wife abstaining from the sweets, they then sat around on the patio furniture, with André sitting on the sofa with the lovely wife while hubby sat off to his left in an armchair.  They never got to have the coffee served as Tom Harrison was out like a light and the beautiful Mrs. Felicia Harrison was panting nervously as their guest was now brazenly running his hand right up under her skirt to caress her inner thighs. 

Then André gave the lovely beauty an ominous choice "Here on the patio sofa with yer husband just a couple of feet away or upstairs in the privacy of the master bedroom that you and hubby share together!"

With open mouth, Fel sat frozen as could not get a word out while her guest had a hand up her dress and the other massaging the back of her neck as the hook at the back was expertly undone.  Zipper being pulled down the back of her dress, Fel then managed to pant out "Not here, not here ................I'm afraid Tom might wake up and see us!" 

With that said and out of the way, he pulled her up from the sofa and led the way in the house.  Putting his hand on the shoulder of the drugged husband, André chuckled "You sleep it off out here in the patio while lovely wife entertains me upstairs in the bed you two share together!"

Upstairs in the master bedroom, Fel stood and looked at the king-sized bed the she shared with her husband as large calloused hands were pushing the dress from her shoulders.  Then a zipper could be heard being pulled down, just before her guest whispered "I know you've been dying to feel a ‘real' man, Mrs. Harrison!  Go ahead, reach back and put your lovely hand in my pants!  Now's your chance to find out if that myth about black men is true!  Go ahead, go and find out first hand!" 

Dress already lying crumpled around her heels on the floor, the lovely manicured fingers sought entrance into the opening of his pants.  And wearing no underwear, his cock rose to the occasion with a pulsating throb as the trim fingers grasped his sticky flesh.

"Ooooh .................ooooh ....................ohhhh!" Fel panted as the large calloused hands cupped and cradled the perfectly shaped titties. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she gasped as the thick thumbs flicked at her tender pink nipples, getting them to rise immediately to the occasion, causing Fel to squeeze hard at the throbbing cock in her hand, shucking at it to see how big it'd get. 

Thick tongue flicking at the back of her neck, then moving up to her earlobe, Fel was helpless in the professor's hands as he whispered "Ya ever felt as big as the one ya got in her hand, Mrs. Harrison?"  Shaking her head ‘no', Fel then squeezed and pulled at the thick stem, drawing it out of the pants opening.

Letting the elegant housewife fondle his dong as the manicured fingers of her other hand slipped into the opening to touch and cradle his black walnuts, André knew that she was mesmerized the size of him and oblivious to anything else. 

Slipping a hand into his coat pocket, André then withdrew one of the cellphones that he had activated and speed dialed just before departing from the patio.  Reaching over to place it on the dresser nearby, he made sure the lens would capture the next scene as well as to take in the entire bed. 

Taking off his coat, he had the second phone in hand and set it aside to later place it on the night stand to capture that angle, with all being transmitted to Dr. Trèsor's office where she and her husband Pastor Norton would be viewing the faithful housewife get her first sampling of another man's cock.

With one of the darkened screens of the large monitors finally coming to life, pastor and wife were both pleased at the scene being transmitted to him.  There in the master bedroom of the Harrisons', with the beautiful Mrs. Harrison with her dress and bra removed already as Professor Robson resumed the pleasurable task of fondling her titties. 

And with her arms behind of her back and between their bodies, they could imagine what was taking place in view of the movements made by her forearm and elbow.  Indeed their guess was correct; the faithful Felicia Harrison was fondling the professor's nuts with one hand and jacking his cock with the other.

Turning the lovely wife around to face him, André gave the beauty a deep French kiss as she continued stroking him. Then Amos put pressure on her shoulders, pushing her down onto her knees, telling her "Here's that chocolate éclair I's promised ya!  C'mon, Mrs. Harrison, squeeze and suck out that sweet cream I's got in it fer ya!" 

And as she stuck her hot wet tongue out to run it over his cockhead, André placed his hands at the back of her head and groaned "Ohhhhhhh, damn, that feels so fuck'n good!" 

With the sweet little bitch now gobbling up her chocolate éclair, André began to fuck her beautiful face, till .......................... "Ahhhhhh ....................ahhhhhhh ................ahhhhhhhh!  Eat it ...........................eat all the hot cream I's got fer ya!"

A moment later, the watching couple stared intently at the monitor as the glistening ebony shaft eased itself from the soft pink lips of the kneeling wife.  As the cockhead left the glossy pink lips of the trembling beauty, a connect cum thread to the bloated tip stretched longer and longer in distance, making it quite an erotic picture for the viewers.  The cum connection broke as the beauty quivered from the foreign substance that formed a hot lake in her belly, with the slimy goo threatening to make its way back up her throat in rebellion.

Now staring at the two computer screens as the second cellphone was placed on the nightstand, the couple watched as the lovely Mrs. Harrison lay upon her marital bed while Professor Robson caressed her still very sexy legs with the large black hands creating quite an exciting contrast upon her milky white complexion. 

Then, one by one her black heels were slipped off her lovely feet and pedicured toes before being tossed aside.  And then her lacy white panties were being drawn down over her trim hips to reveal the golden treasure that the professor was searching for.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooh ................................oooooooooooooooooooooooh .............................ooooooooooooooooooh!" came the loud squeals from upon the king-sized bed of the Harrisons' master bedroom. 

It was quite a sight as the lovely prim and proper Mrs. Felicia Harrison did not appear to be so any longer.  Not with her arms outstretched with fingers clutching at the bedspread in sheer desperation and milky white legs bent and draped over the professor's muscular black shoulders.  More squeals drowned out the lapping sounds of Professor Robson's avid lapping of her juicing cunt.

Petite white body trembling and arching up high, fingers frantically clutching at the bedspread, it was obvious as to what was now happening to the lovely beauty as she screamed out "Oh, God ................................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd .......................I'm cummminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" 

Body convulsing in spasms, toes pointing at the cellphone on the dresser, the lovely Mrs. Harrison had just been eaten to a mind-shattering orgasm.  And then she went totally limp as she began to drift back down to earth.

Grasping a trim wrist and dragging her arm above her head, then the next to follow, André then let his right hand go to lift her left leg into position.  Next, he used his left hand to position her right leg and then lifted up to get his cock into the ready position as the bloated cockhead nudged against its target. 

Both hands on her limp wrists once again, André then bent down to nuzzle her earlobe before whispering the magic words "Yer just a fuck'n cunt, Mrs. Harrison!" 

Such a phrase would never be said to this prim and proper beauty, thus it had been the phrase implanted during hypnosis, when all reality would set in if spoken to her.

Mind snapped fully back to reality upon hearing that phrase, Fel was in total shock as she realized the predicament that she was in.  From the surroundings, Fel realized that she was upon the bed that she shared with her loving husband in the master bedroom.  She came to realize that she was totally naked upon the bed and her daughter's psychology professor was lying atop of her, and that he too was totally naked.  And worse yet, his big bloated ‘thing' was nudging up against her most private sex part.

"What's happening?  What are you doing?  Please ..................please .....................no ...............we can't!  Please ....................please get off of me!  I don't want this!" she pleaded, her eyes bulging wide in horror as the bastard pressed his ‘thing' against her in response.

For André, the look of horror on the beautiful wife's face only served to excite him further, his cock bloating up even more with excitement as he pushed against her tight slit.  André laughed aloud in seeing her eyes nearing popping out of their sockets, loved the desperate look on her face, and thrilled to hear her plead "No ............noooooooo ......................don't .....................it won't fit .......................it won't fit ....................its too big ......................its too big .........................noooooo!  Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

It was quite a pleasure for André as he restrained the struggling hands on her wrists above her head and nailing her right there to the bed that she shared with her husband.  As she sobbed and cried, André gloated and taunted "Oh, I's been dreaming of this since I's laid eyes on ya at the graduation!  Damn, yer so fuck'n tight!  Wanted to ‘ruin' ya like I'm doing right now!  Yer hubby's cock must be a little toy cause yer so frick'n tight!" 

Humping at her, hearing her sobs and cries of anguish only made him hornier as he wailed away a her sexy body.  Not caring if'n she got any pleasure out of it, André loved it even more if she fought and struggled against him in this obscene rape of her body.  "Ahhhh ....................ahhhh ...................ahhhhhhh ...................uggghhhhhhh ...............................oh, cumming .....................cumming in ya, bitch!  Ohhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Staring up at the bedroom ceiling of her master bedroom, Fel's mind was just a jumbled mess of emotions, wondering just how she could have allowed this vile man to enter her bedroom in the first place.

‘Rape!  He raped me!' Fel tried to convince herself of that, yet she then had to explain away having let the bastard feel her up before dinner and even calling her husband away from the table knowing that a knockout drug was about to be administered to his drink. 

She knew what was going to happen once her husband passed out from the drug laced drink, even had been told by Professor Robson of his intent to fuck her right on her marital bed.

Thighs aching from being spread so widely, cunt lips still twitching in spasms from the brutal assault, Fel groaned in pain as she was being pushed over onto her side before being pulled up onto all fours.  As large calloused hands caressed her butt, Fel realized that the bastard was raring to go once again, only this time he planned on taking her like a female animal. 

‘Just like the little dogs going at it on the streets!  Like the time I was a youngster at the zoo, watching the stallion get up onto the mare to breed her!' she concluded.  ‘He's going to take me like a bitch in heat!  He's going to make me his little bitch!' she thought.

Shivering as the thick cock slid right up into her widened cum-filled cunt, Fel was caught by surprise that on the backstroke it was pulled right on out of her completely, leaving her cunny clasping at nothing but air. 

She did not realize that the devious professor had merely dipped his cock into her cunny for a quick lube job, needing the slimy grease to accomplish the task at hand, that of shoving his fat cock up into her virgin ass.  Feeling the blunt head seeking entrance up into her rectum, Fel was in a panic as she tried to scramble forward in desperation. But strong hands kept her from doing so, pulling her back in fact, just as the bastard lunged forward. 

"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...........................stopppppppppppppp ..............................stoppppppppppp ....................it hurts .............................it hurtsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she shrieked out in agony.

"Aiee ....................aiee .......................aiee ........................aiee .....................aiee ....................aiee .....................aiee!" came the delightful squeals from the elegant beauty, each coming with André burying his bone deep into her bowels. 

Knowing that he was putting a show on for the holy couple once again, having witnessed his deflowering of this lovely daughter months ago and now the elegant mother, André just loved hearing her whimper each time  he skewered his long thick boner up into her tight little ass. 

‘Damn, so fuck'n tight!' André thought as he buried his bone once again, knowing from the tightness and her whimpering that this was indeed the first time the sophisticated beauty was being sodomized.

"Oww ....................................oww ..............................oww .................oh, stop ...........please, stop!  Professor .............Professor Robson ...............please .................stop, please ......................it hurts so badddddddddddd!" came the plea from below as André continued shagging the beautiful bitch mercilessly. 

Hands grasping her trim hips to keep her from getting away, André looked down to see traces of blood at the base of his cock, causing him to loudly chuckle out "Oh, Mrs. Harrison, I's sees I's tearing ya a new fuck'n asshole!  Yeah, I's know it's sore right now but I'll make it feel real good fer ya in a moment!"

Letting go of her hips as he continued fucking away at her creamy white ass, he grabbed her silky blonde hair with one hand and reached around her thigh with his other hand and began to finger fuck her. 

Rubbing at her sensitive clit, André laughed as he advised "Gonna put some soothing ointment on yer torn little asshole now, Mrs. Harrison!  Oh, yeah, ya's come and visit me at the hotel next Tuesday and I'll give ya more of this all day long!  Gonna give ya more of what ya've been dreaming of all these weeks!"

Even through the slicing pain, Fel deciphered his last comment as she thought ‘He knows I've been thinking about it, dreaming of it, wondering what it'd be like to have sex with a black man for the first time ....................having sex with him!  Oh, God, how can I be enjoying his touching and fingering me ..................while he's sodomizing me?  And he thinks you're just a cheap little whore in expecting you to go to his hotel room next week!'  "Ohhhh .................ohhhhh ...............ahhhh ..............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...............ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Fel panted out as she creamed on his finger as his hot balm flooded her ravaged rectum to sooth the pain of her torn asshole.

Having collapsed forward upon her marital bed when the thick black skewer was pulled out of her ass, Fel's body was numb from being stretched and torn in such a manner, her ass still slightly up in the air with cum dripping onto the bedspread from both of her flooded orifices. 

She heard the professor moving about in the adjoining bathroom, could hear the faucet and running of water, causing Fel to assume that he was cleaning him up before departing.  Needing time to recuperate and regain her body functions, Fel realized that she needed to get to the bathroom as quickly as possible to douche out the potent seed that could put her into much danger.

With Professor Robson having made his departure from her home, Fel finally found the strength to slip out of bed and make her way to the bathroom.  Left hand cupping her mound to capture the oozing male semen that leaked out of her, she opened up the bathroom cabinet to get a bottle of douche from where she kept it stored. 

Sucking in a loud gasp, Fel reached to search for one of the two boxes she had placed in there that last weekend.  ‘Where are they?' she wondered, knowing for certain that she had placed them in the cabinet after having made the purchase at the drugstore that past Sunday.

Looking about frantically on the shelves of the bathroom cabinet, thinking that she must have put the boxes on the wrong shelf, Fel tried to retrace her steps that past Sunday upon returning from the drugstore.  Then upon turning towards the basin, the sight of the familiar orange boxes and bottles in the trashcan below the sink caught her attention. 

Going over to retrieve the items thrown into the trash, a shudder coursed throughout her petite body upon realizing what the devious deed that the bastard had done, that of opening the boxes and emptying the protective liquid down into the drain before he had left, forcing her to retain his vile seed in her still fertile womb.

That night while her husband still asleep in her marital bed. She pretended to sleep but in her mind she remembered the words of black bastard professor "Oh, yeah, ya's come and visit me at the hotel next Tuesday and I'll give ya more of this all day long!" 

Mrs. Felicia Harrison knew she would go to that hotel that Tuesday she knew that she would go to the hotel and stay all day with Professor Robson. She knew she would go to the hotel and stay all day with Professor Robson. She knew the Professor Robson fuck her wildly and merciless in all her fuck holes, Fel couldn't get to sleep, her mind racing as thoughts of anticipation flooded her.  'Was it fear of submitting to the man who had raped her?  Or was it really that she wanted to be forced to submit to him again?' she asked herself, feeling guilty as she squeezed her thighs together to quell the itch.  Under the covers, she reached down and slipped her hand under her panties, letting her finger delve into her slick slit.

When Tuesday arrives, the prim and proper lady Felicia Harrison was so nervous and fidgety. She felt guilty not only for misleading her husband but by her soaked pussy palpable proof of her horniness. ‘Perhaps I will be really a prostitute or bitch like Professor Robson call me' she thought.

She excused herself at work while she relief to knew that her husband would spend the day with his friends of the lodge in Sacramento. She dresses elegantly for the occasion with large black dress with long sleeve and 3" black heels. Professor Robson receives her with a broad smile in the hotel lobby.

"Oh Mrs. Felicia Harrison, thanks for accepting my invitation. Come with me, there is a huge bed in my room. Sure, we will give good use for it." He said for all people in the lobby to hear.

The prim and proper white lady was too nervous that someone recognized her. They took the elevator going up and then entering into the Professor Robson's room. In the room, Felicia Harrison's odyssey began.

She nearly choking to death when the black bastard held her held tightly in his hands while forcing that meaty fuck stick into her mouth and all the way down her throat, causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head while she fought to breathe. 

He had fucked her well with that stallion-sized cock of his time after time that all entire day, making her lose count of their fuck sessions, and Fel could not believe just how much cum his balls could generate even after having recently spurted out its goodies just some thirty minutes earlier. 

Mrs. Felicia Harrison shuddered in disgust feeling so degraded and humiliated at what had happened in the hotel room, that of the bastard pushing her down on all fours on the bed so he could mount her from behind .......................................grasping her hips firmly then brutally thrusting himself up into her without any foreplay, causing her to scream as the bastard proceeded to sodomize her! 

But the worst was yet to come, for after his spurting cock gave her an enema, the bastard pulled on out of her ravaged ass then slid off the bed to walked it and pull her head up by the back of her hair ........................................telling her to "Suck it bitch!  Lick that shit of yers off!" 

As her face cringed in disgust from what she was told to do, the bastard first rubbed his stained cock about her face then made her take it in her mouth, laughing and sneering at her "C'mon bitch, suck it ....................lick all that shit off .....................yer nothing but white trash fer stepping out on yer hubby with a black bastard like me!" 

Chalking it up as first while being escorted to the shower to get her cleaned up, she sat exhausted on the tile floor as a hot shower came splashing down upon upturned face and hair ....................................but when Felicia Harrison opened her mouth to rinse it out, the taste of it made her shudder .......................and upon opening her eyes, she saw that the spray was not only coming from the shower head by also the shower head being held by the bastard between his legs!  That golden shower from the despicable black bastard would serve to be another first for Mrs. Felicia Harrison, one that she would surely not forget anytime soon! 

Back at home, she remembered the look of the receptionist and two maids; the first an early 30 blonde woman looked at her with astonishment and disapproval; the others two young girls instead smiled at her while they nodded and raised their thumbs cheering her.

"Mrs. Harrison goes to the dark side!" said one.

"Yes! She'll never go back!" replies the other. "You're my idol, now" she said to her

"We would have been more obedient in the HS, if we had known your secret addictions" they said in unison.

It was then that she remembered them ‘Damn! They are former students of Ukiah High School! ¡Oh my God! They told it to all the other students. I'm ruined' she thought.

Felicia Harrison and her daughter Katie couldn't know but they would soon know that the seed of black men is very powerful and fertile. Mother and daughter were pregnant by the same black man. A black bastard professor. Katie couldn`t made a new abortion; her first abortion was very recent and could hurt for her future pregnancies and her mother couldn't because her life was at risk. Dr. Trèsor was happy, the scandal that she so desired was coming soon in ultra-conservative town of Ukiah.

For the members of the secret 'BH' organization, each was excited to receive the email, as it was another invitation to an upcoming auction. 

Each of the members were adult males, all wealthy prominent men of various professions with money to blow ........................................but most of all, each male was a horny bastard ................................a horny black bastard ..........................with an insatiable lust for tender white meat .............................tender married white meat!  And upon opening up this particular email, that member would read: 

[Hey guys, wanna be the lucky bastard to 'rape' this sweet little white bitch?

Can you believe this pretty bride-to-be is still cherry?  And you can have the honor of popping it!

Bidding for this beautiful white bitch starts at 10 a.m. and closes at noon!

View the pictures that white beauty in this link.................

Interested, guys? 

Here's a little background on this sweet little beauty: Name: Cheryl Keller Age: 24, Height: 5'4" Weight:114 lbs., engaged to be married, recently graduated from law school, occupation - attorney-at-law, and just a sweet little cherry pie ....................and that sweet cherry of hers is still intact!

When available: Next weekend! Her fiancé's frat buddies are taking him river rafting that weekend for a bachelor's party, leaving that Friday afternoon! And the pretty little bride-to-be is scheduled to pick up her bridal gown that Friday afternoon! 

Would you like to see the pretty bride-to-be model her bridal gown and veil for your approval, hum?  

You could be the lucky bastard in making a 'woman' out of this innocent little beauty!  And maybe even get to pop that precious little cherry of hers while she wearing her wedding gown? 

It's all set up, with the bride-to-be heading off to a nice secluded cabin as she believes it'll be a private photo shoot of her in her bridal gown and to be shown at the reception as part of a slide show! 

You could be the photographer waiting for this blonde beauty up at the cabin!  So secluded that the if'n the bitch screams her little head off up, ain't and no one gonna hear her!  Think of all that you can do with this innocent little bitch!]

Also on the email was another link that showed a video of the beautiful young woman being interviewed by Dr. Angeline Trèsor.

Excerpts from when she was under hypnosis: 

"Have you and your fiancé engaged in premarital sex, Cheryl?" 

"No!"

"Are you still a virgin?" 

"Yes!" 

"How far have you and your fiancé gone, my dear, as far a petting and touching is concerned?" 

"Just some petting and touching!" 

"How has he touched you, Cheryl?" 

"Just outside of my clothing! Once his hand slipped into my blouse and he touched me through my bra! I stopped him when he tried to slip his hand inside my bra!" 

"And how have you touched your fiancé, Cheryl?" 

"Normally Ben takes my hand and puts it on the crotch of his pants to feel his 'thing'!  But ............once we were petting in the car, I didn't realize that he had unzipped himself and pulled his 'thing' out!  And then he was wrapping my fingers around it, holding his hand over my fingers so I wouldn't pull my hand away!" 

"And then what happened, Cheryl?" 

"Ben held my hand, made me pump his 'thing' and then .............it ...................it made a mess everywhere, the dashboard, the steering wheel, radio, CD player .................just everywhere in the front of the car!" 

"Have you ever heard the myth of black men being well endowed?" 

"Yes!" 

"Do you believe it?" 

"I think so!"

"Have you ever wondered about it?" 

"Yes, in interview a rape victim on a case going to trial!  She was raped by a black man!" 

"You ever imagined you being in her place?  Being raped by a black man?" 

"Yes, due to that case!" 

"And what did you feel about it?" 

"Afraid!  I think I'd just die if he ..............put his filthy black 'thing' in me!"

In looking at her scheduling book, Cheryl Keller double checked where she was to go to for his private photo shoot of her in her wedding gown. It was to be at a beautiful lake front cabin in the Clear Lake area, the result of an apparent prize she had won from the company that had designed the wedding gown she had selected for her wedding. 

Everything seemed like a blur as to how it all happened, how she got selected and having to agree to in exchange for having the expensive wedding gown provided to her for free, which was certainly a large savings, money that could go towards the down payment of their first home. 

Unbeknownst to Cheryl, all that info implanted into her subconscious when visiting the marriage counselor as part of the church's current research study being under taken. The wedding gown had actually been paid for, with the bridal shop not caring who paid for it and was only too happy to advise the bride-to-be that the entire cost of the expensive gown had been taken care of. 

When advised of that, Cheryl had merely assumed that the designer company had come true with their promise.  Having picked up her gown from the shop, Cheryl double checked to see if she had packed everything for the photo shoot, something that she had kept secret from her fiancé as she wanted to surprise him with the extra savings after they tied the knot. 

White heels, gloves, diamond tiara, diamond earrings, garter belt, hose, were all checked off and in the car trunk. Already having donned the lacy white undergarments, with hair brush and lipstick in her purse, Cheryl looked at the map provided to her and headed out on the interstate and would look for the Clear Lake turnoff.

Unbeknownst to Cheryl, rather innocent and naive resulting from her sheltered upbringing, this trek for a photo shoot at the lake would be far from what she could ever imagine. As it was to be a professional shoot for the company's advertising magazine being put out, Cheryl naively assumed that would be an entire crew there, consisting of a photographer and the lighting crew. 

Waiting there at the secluded cabin was to be a professional at his job, from what she had been told, and so she felt at ease about going there. Awaiting for her arrival was a man well known in his profession, a professional all right, not in photography but as a professional wrestler who tipped the scales at 350 lb.. of solid black muscle. In coughing up the fifty grand that it took to win the auction, Deon da Python intended on using one main muscle on the innocent blonde beauty, that being the one jutting out from between his loins. 

'I's hope they's right in what they advertised, that there ain't no one around to hear the bitch scream, causing she'll be screaming like a banshee when I's introduce 'Da Python' to the purty little lady!' he mused, chucking at the name he that part of his body that earned the label. 

Standing at 6'6" and having read of the bride-to-be's physical stature, Deon's boner throbbed in anticipation of the screams it'd soon be generating from the lovely beauty.  'Oh, yeah, I's gonna 'ruin' that purty little bitch good!' he chuckled, thinking of how she would try to fight to save her virtue, but she didn't stand a chance in hell up against him. 

Nicely dressed, having brought along a camera and camcorder with him, Drake figured it'd be fun to play the part for a bit.

Having made the turnoff at the Clear Lake exit and following the map till she found the cabin, Cheryl could only think 'Wow, they weren't kidding, this is cabin is out in nowhere and really secluded!' 

Parking her car on a graveled area for parking, Cheryl popped open the trunk and got out retrieve her gown and bridal accessories for the photo shoot. She then heard footsteps approaching and a male's voice calling out "Miss Keller?" 

Straightening up as she had been bent over into the trunk, she replied "Yes, it's me!" 

Then she observed a very big man, the biggest man ever ...........................and the darkest of black men she had ever met in her life, causing a shiver of nervousness to course throughout her petite body. 

"Hi, I'm Deon!  Lemme help ya with those things, little lady!" the man advised as he took the garment bag containing the wedding dress and overnight bag that contained all the accessories. 

Cheryl merely assumed that this big black man was one of the crew that was there to lug all the lighting and heavy equipment to and from the location of the photo shoot. 

She followed as the man led the way to the cabin, expecting soon to see the photographer and other crew members getting prepared in the cabin.  Upon entering the cabin and seeing no one else there, a cold chill coursed through her body as Cheryl began to get really scared at that point.

Many miles away, thousands for some, the 12000+ pay-per-view members of the private BH organization were all smiling at the shocked expression of the lovely bride-to-be upon finding herself all alone in the secluded cabin with none other than the famed Deon da Python!  

Even her very own Pastor Norton and his wife the marriage counselor doing the research for the church study were watching intently and smiling at her obvious plight, as the physical trembling of her petite body could be readily observed through the camcorder that was zoomed in on her. They then observed the big man going into the bedroom to hang up the garment bag as well as to place her overnight bag on the bed. 

"There ya go, little lady, we can start the shoot as soon as you're ready in yer wedding gown!" they heard Deon advised the scared young beauty, who nervously looked about and slowly made her way towards the bedroom.  Switching the broadcast to one of the camcorders in the bedroom, they watched at the bride-to-be closed the door and quickly bolted it shut, then turn to rest her back upon the door and exhale a sigh of relief. 

Her mind was obviously in turmoil at this point, wondering 'What am I doing here?  There's no one else but me and that big black man!  What am I going to do?  Can I just leave now and call everything off?  Would that get him upset?  How upset would the man get?'

With the naive beauty obviously thinking rationally, evidence by her reaction to being alone with a big black man in the secluded cabin, much of the audience wondered as to when some sort of hypnotic suggestion already implanted in her subconscious would kick in. 

Or would Deon just out and out rape the beautiful bitch now that he got her all alone in the cabin?  Everyone waited in anticipation of what was to come, all except Pastor Norton and Dr. Trèsor the marriage counselor, as those unholy couple was instrumental in the hypnotic suggestions that had been implanted into Cheryl's subconscious the past week. 

Under hypnosis, Cheryl had been asked if she ever hear of 'Deon da Python', the professional wrestler. When she had indicated a 'no', the phrase 'Deon da Python' would then automatically put her into a hypnotic state, one in which she would become very compliant and obedient to any instructions given to her. 

But as to when the big man winning the auction would use that hypnotic key was a question that even Pastor Norton and the marriage counselor could answer. So, the possibility of a savage rape of an unwilling bride-to-be was definitely a possibility and an option of Deon da Python.  But either way, the couple concocting the hypnotic suggestions and luring the beauty up to the secluded cabin felt very certain that each of the 12000+ plus members dropping $1,000 apiece would get their money's worth over the next three days.

Panting for breath, heart thumping in her chest, Cheryl closed her eyes and prayed for an answer as to what she should do.  'He'll certainly get upset if I leave abruptly, for surely it would appear that I won't stay for the shoot due to him being the only one here with me!  He ..............he could become upset, try to get back at me .............physically .................hurt me ....................even rape me!  Maybe I should just pretend everything is just fine, go through with the photo shoot, then leave for home once it's over!' she pondered.  'Yes, that's what I should do, just act normal and get through the photo shoot!  That way, the man won't get mad or upset in any way, and I'll be on my way home after having fulfilled my obligation to the company for giving me the expensive wedding gown'. 

Taking a couple of deep breaths, getting herself to relax, Cheryl then proceeded to open the garment bag that contained her wedding gown and bridal veil.  Pulling the bag off from around the gown and veil, Cheryl then stepped back to admire the beautiful wedding gown that the company had given to her, allowing her to save nearly $2,500 from the wedding expenses. 

Then she heard the man's voice from outside the cabin door advising "Oh, Miss Keller, there's a closet full of clothes furnished by the company for you to look at, like nightgowns for you to choose from for your wedding night!  Whatever you select is yours to keep, just that the company needs a snap of you looking at them and possibly wearing them to include in the brochure!"

Having gotten off her dress and in the process of taking off her black strap on heels, Cheryl looked over to the closet that the man had made mention to.  As she thought about it but not yet gone out shopping for that very special first night together as husband and wife, Cheryl was ecstatic as such items were also expensive and now she could take whatever she wanted in exchange for a few poses before the camera. Padding barefoot over to the closet, dressed in only a matching pair of white panties and a bra, Cheryl took a lavender nightgown and held it up before her. 

Not prepared of posing in a nightgown, or anything other than her wedding gown, Cheryl felt a bit nervous to include a lingerie shoot into the deal. 'Maybe it'll be okay if I'm in my wedding gown going to the closet to select what I'm going to wear to bed on my wedding night will do! Yes, like me holding it up like this and pondering about the selection!  That should do, according to what the man Deon had just said!' she told herself. 

But for the audience that Cheryl was unaware of, the pose of her holding the lavender nightgown while clad in only her bra and panties had all their throbbing black peckers rising to the occasion. And then the 12000+ viewers got the thrill of watching the beautiful bride-to-be sit upon the bed to slide a white hose up each of her sexy legs and clipping them to her garter belt. Extra garter belt then slipped on for the tossing of it to the bachelors, and then the audience watched in excitement as she put on her elegant white wedding gown and veil, followed by her slipping one foot and then the other into a white heel. They watched as Cheryl stood up to check her appearance in the floor length mirror, then took a deep breath as if to gather herself before going to unbolt the bedroom door.

Gritting her feet, steeling herself, Cheryl reached for the door knob to go out dressed in her wedding gown and veil for the photo shoot. To her surprise, the man who greeted her out by her car had changed into a tuxedo and was smiling pleasantly as he handed her a bouquet of flowers that was identical to the order she had placed with the florist for the big event. 

Then she was told "Yes, beautiful isn't it?  Identical to what you ordered for your wedding day, my dear!  The company learned of where you had ordered your wedding bouquet and had them prepares an identical one for this photo shoot!" 

'My goodness, they've thought of everything, making it really seem as if the photos were taken on my wedding day!  Everyone will be in for a surprise when they learn that photos of me in my wedding gown will be a part of the gown designer's new advertising brochure! They might even think they were taken on the day of the wedding itself, especially with the bouquet being identical to the one I'll be walking down the center aisle of the church!' she mused. 

Cheryl then observed a couple of cameras set up on tripods and learned from the man that those cameras would be operated with a remote and often times be programmed to take a photo every so many seconds.

With the nice bouquet of flowers in her hand, it did seem to relax her a bit more as it did seem to be a professional set up with the camera and all; just that she had expected to see a crew of people on a professional shoot. But with technology these days, along with the advancement of digital cameras, Cheryl assumed it was just part of the times as employing more people than necessary drove the cost of doing business for all firms.

Going through various poses from the cabin's porch, some with the lake in the background and others with a forest background, Cheryl became more at ease as the man had never once touched her and merely given her some basic instruction like: 'Turn your head to the right or left a bit!'  'Smile!'  'Look serious this time!' ‘Hold your bouquet up a bit more!' 

And with the large man now so nicely dressed in a tuxedo, though it did seem a bit odd him being dressed that way as it was a bit overdressed for his role as a photographer, it did serve to relax Cheryl even more. But the entire audience knew exactly what the real role Deon the Python was going to be doing soon, perhaps when he said those magic words that would put her into a hypnotic state. They all knew of his upcoming role to soon be played, because when the lovely beauty was zipping up the back of her wedding gown, the scene flipped back to the living room area of the cabin where Deon was smiling before the camcorder announcing that "I's gonna have this sweet little blonde beauty think it's actually her wedding and that I's the man she gave her vows to!  Ya jist stay tuned now, y'all!' 

Then the scene had flicked back to inside the bedroom so audience could see her finish getting dress for the bridal shoot, but as they watched the beauty get dress, they were all wondering 'Is Deon gonna bed her, making her think she's letting her husband pop her precious little cherry?  Or is he going to snap her out of her stupor, make her realize that it's not her husband who's about to take her virginity, allowing to scream in fear and horror in finding that she was about to be viscously raped by the big man?' 

If a poll was to be taken from the audience watching, it'd be nearly split down the middle with half 'Wanting to see the bride-to-be's expression of horror upon coming out of her hypnotic state to realize it was not her husband atop of her but a big black bastard who had just copped her cherry!' while they were silently cheering for Deon to 'Snap her out it before ya pop her cherry!  Let's hear the pretty bitch scream and cry, plead for ya not to rape her, before ya go and pop her precious little cherry with her screaming her little head off!'

Anxiously, the entire audience remained glued to the screen in anticipation, with each of them cheering for Deon to proceed in that way he'd like see him nail the beautiful bride-to-be. Thus far, the professional wrestler was doing quite an adequate performance in acting as a knowledgeable photographer, having the sweet little blonde turn from side to pose and selecting various spots to provide a beautiful background. 

Shortly, they heard Deon loudly advise the beauty "Hold still!  Bring the bouquet up just a bit!  Tilt your head over to the left just a bit!  Stay there .............let me check the camera!" 

Then the big man was moving towards the blonde beauty, telling her "Just need to make one minor adjustment, sweetie!" 

They watched intently as Deon, who had not once laid a hand on the beauty, move up behind the bride-to-be and lean in from behind of her. And then the watching audience saw the professional wrestler run his big black paws over the bare skin of her arms to the top of her gloves without the innocent beauty even flinching. 

It then became obvious that Deon the Python had just whispered those magic words implanted deeply in her subconscious that had put her into a hypnotic state. 

And then the microphones picked up Deon telling the beauty "Now we shall take shots of you and your husband-to-be!  First the exchanging of rings, then the first kiss after being pronounced as 'husband and wife'. 

Many members of the watching viewers were getting hard on to see the big black buck bend his head down to nuzzle at the beauty's neck and earlobe, and did not see the young bride-to-be flinch at all, confirming to them that the beauty was indeed under that hypnotic spell as she was allowing the big black bastard to take such liberties.

With the tripod moved into position and the camera set on the remote mode, Deon then moved back to where beauty still stood after having removed her gloves as she had been instructed for purpose of the ring exchange. Upon Deon's pressing of the button to activate the remote the camera into taking  snapshots  every  fifteen seconds,  and thus he slowly reached for the beauty's trim right hand for a snapshot to be taken of him holding her hand, then the next shot would capture hand and centered upon the ring being placed upon her finger. 

And then, to the audience's surprise, Deon had evidently gone through the elaborate plan of having a tape that suddenly plays over the stereo's loudspeakers "I now pronounce you 'husband and wife'!  You may now kiss the bride!" 

Raising the bridal veil, the scene captured Deon bending down while the bride stood on tip toes to kiss for the first time after being declared 'husband and wife'. But it was just a quick peck on the lips that the bride gave her newlywed husband before pulling back and looking rather embarrassed. Quite an unsatisfying kiss but as they had hoped, Deon then told the bride "Don't be embarrassed, sweetie!  Ya've got to show the church audience attending the wedding ceremony that ya really and truly love the man you've just married!  Throw caution to the wind and show them how passionate you can be! Give yer husband a long deep passionate kiss!  So let's try that scene once again!" 

Then the viewers were treated to seeing the beautiful bride lean up to place her hands on Deon's broad shoulders and tilt her head up to engage him in a deep passionate and intimate kiss, and they knew the lucky bastard was enjoying the feel of the beauty's tongue wiggling up against his.

They watched as Deon had the bride's hand and leading her to the bedroom, telling her that "We still to finish the photo shoot!  Like I mentioned, the company wants it to look realistic with shots of you going from your wedding gown to looking for a nightgown to wear for your wedding night". 

At first the bride went straight to the closet in her wedding gown to take a nightgown off the hanger rack, but then Deon was announcing that "Ya've gotta make it more of a realistic shot, sweetie!  Come, let's re-enter the doorway, then you walk on over towards the night stand to take off yer diamond tiara and earrings, and then ya'll slip off yer heels while yer husband helps to unzip the back of yer wedding gown!" 

The viewer's got to see the lovely bride enter the bedroom door to make her way towards the nightstand next to the bed. And as she proceeded to remove her jewelry, the viewers watched intently as Deon moved up behind the bride and watched as his thick black fingers searched for the tab of the gown's zipper and then the elegant gown was being unzipped.

 As the bride first stepped out of her heels, they saw Deon easing the bridal gown over her trim shoulders, assisting the beauty to then step out of her wedding gown as he advised "I'll hang the beautiful wedding gown up for ya, honey!"

Clad now in only her lacy white bra and panties, the bride could be seen making her way over to the closet, opening the door and then reach up to retrieve a lavender night gown. With the remote camera snapping shot now at every ten seconds, the viewer's got to see the lovely bride posing with the nightgown for various shots of her holding the garment up at different angles.  

Then they were treated to the arousing sight of seeing Deon move up behind the lovely beauty, putting his coal black hands upon her trim white arms, then he leaned over to nuzzle at the beauty's neck and then extend his long thick tongue out to lick the inside of her earlobe. 

The audience watched as Deon's long arm reached out from behind the beauty and then his hand grasped the nightgown to hang it back up in the closet.  Then they got to hear Deon tell the bride "Honey, ya won't need that!  After all, I'll only be taking it off yer sexy body in a few minutes!" 

And then Deon had his arms around the beauty's trim waist and nuzzling at her neck once again. The viewer's held their breath in seeing Deon maneuver the bride a bit to the right, so she was facing the camcorder hidden in the closet. A moment later, the large ebony hand were covering the cups of the lacy white bra, then thick black thumbs were rubbing over the front of the lacy cups and causing the budding heads to push out through the cups. 

Seconds later, bra cups pushed up to bare the beauty's pert little titties, the viewers were licking their lips as Deon's thick black thumbs began flicking the swooning beauty's swollen pink nipples.

Left  hand now caressing her right breast, Deon had  the lovely blonde beauty leaning her head back against his muscular chest as he used his right hand to slide down her belly. His thick fingers dug in some, then descended further, only now his fingers were beneath the waistband of her lacy white panties. 

Deon felt the beauty tremble and shiver as his fingertips coursed through her soft golden curls, and then she pant out as the tip of his middle finger pressed down upon the crease of her tight little slit. 

Looking straight ahead at the filming camcorder, Deon smiled for the viewing audience as he knew they could not actually see him fingering the beautiful blonde bitch but could very well imagine what was taking place from the movement of his bulging hand under the lacy white panties, and especially in which the young bitch was moaning and squirming against him. 

And then the young beauty began to pant "Ohhhh .....................ohhhh .....................ohhhh .........................ohhhh ......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh .............mmmm .......................mmmmmmp ..............................mmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhhhhhhhh ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  Then the petite beauty convulsed. Once and then again as she enjoyed her very first orgasm ever. 

Deon grinned widely as his finger felt the sweet honey thickly covering his middle finger, then as the beauty slumped back against him; he withdrew his hand from her panties and slowly brought his hand up for the viewers to get a good look at his glistening middle finger. Bringing his hand up to his face, he then took his middle finger into his mouth and sucked it clean, smiling for the camera as he licked his lips.

"Oh, honey .........................that was so unbelievable!  I've never .........................ever felt so gooooooood before .........................in all of my life!" the blond beauty cooed as she evidently thought that she had just gotten married and that this was their first night together as husband and wife. 

Then Deon figured that the timing was now ripe for him to mention "Honey, now that we're married, can I ask you to make a dream of mine come true .....................one that would make me feel so unbelievably good as ya've just felt?" 

"Of course, honey!  After all, we're now man and wife?  Tell me, please!  Tell me what you've be dreaming of having me do ....................to please you!" the young beauty advised, believing that it was her husband that she was with and talking to at that instant. 

Hands on the petite beauty's shoulders, with pressure added, Deon advised "Take it out for me!"

Instinct kicked in for the innocent young beauty as she then sank to her knees onto the floor as she reached up to the tab of his zipper and proceeded on pulling it down.  

Petite hand inserted into the opening, Deon's cock throbbed with excitement upon feeling her soft petite hand grasp his fleshy bone and began pulling it out into the open. Deon looked down and smiled upon seeing the lovely beauty inspect his 'thing' as she had referred to a man's cock as she had done under the hypnosis as per the auction notice putting this beautiful bitch up for sale. 

'Damn, mine's the first cock in her pretty hands!  If'n her fiancé could see his beautiful bride-to-be right at this moment!  Ooooh, so fuck'n good ......................damn, whew .................nearly popped right then and there ........................right in her beautiful face!' he breathed out, thinking how embarrassing it'd have been with all the pay-per-view audience seeing him pop prematurely, although the viewers would probably still have enjoyed seeing the innocent little bitch getting her very first facial.

"Does that feel good, honey?  Is that what you've dreamt of me doing to you?" Cheryl asked while looking up and seeing the handsome young man she to whom she had just given her vows to. 

Stroking the fleshy tube in her hand, her eyes saw a rather pinkish shaft rather that she estimated to be six inches long rather than ebony tube of flesh measuring in excess of twelve inches. Stroking it with one hand, Cheryl's other hand instinctively slid inside the opening of his trousers, searching for and finding his large walnuts to begin fondling them in the palm of her hand. 

Cheryl was excited in being able to please the man she loved, continuing to shuck at the thick fleshy tube as it brought moans of pleasure from the man above as he chanted out "Ooooooooohhhhh, sweetie ................................ohhhhhhhh, so gooooooddddd ...........................so damn gooddddddddddddd!"

And then the man she loved was asking her to "Kiss it for me, honey!  Kiss it!" to which she complied as she bent down to kiss the throbbing head and sticky underside. 

But when Cheryl heard the request for her to "Suck it now, sweetie!  Suck it for me!", even the hypnotic spell controlling her innocent mind could not get her to respond immediately as she flinched from what she had heard, for apparently the sex act requested of her assaulted all the instilled morals from her conservative upbringing. 

It was obvious that her innocent young mind was rebelling against doing such a vile thing, but finally the strong hypnotic spell had her parting her pink lips wide to engulf the fleshy dome that caused the recipient to loudly groan out "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhh ..............................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, sweetie .....................................ahhhhh, so fuck'n good!"

The smell of the man's crotch as she sucked at his 'thing' had Cheryl's innocent mind now totally overcome in her hypnotic stupor and the only goal was to please her 'husband' with her mouth. Saliva thickening from the adding of pre cum juice leaking from the stem into her mouth, Cheryl began bobbing her head up and down upon the thick fleshy stem, learning to do so by the thick fingers pulling at the back of her hair and then strong hands pulling her head forward. 

"Oh, sweetie!  Oh, baby ........................ohhhh, yeah ......................that's it .......................that's it ......................gimme head ........................oh, yeah, that's it ...................................now flick the tip of yer tongue at my pisshole!" was the encouragement she received from the excited man standing above her. 

The viewing audience could readily see the innocent blonde beauty's body shudder when more than half of Deon da Python's lengthy black snake disappeared between the wide stretched pink lips of the shuddering bride-to-be, making it quite evident that the pro wrestler was now skewering his meaty boner down into the bitch's throat as there was just nowhere else for it to go. 

When Deon reached out placing both hands at the back of the blonde head, the viewers all knew that the innocent young bitch would soon get her tonsils creamed, and seconds later confirmation of this came as the big man held her head steady while arching up into her face while groaning out "Cumminnnngggggggggggggg .......................................ohhhhhhhh, I's cummmingggggggggggggggggggg ...........................................eat it ..............................eat it, bitch .............................eat all of Deon the Python's hot venom!  Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Totally oblivious to what had just been said, panic stricken as she tried to deal with the thick hot slimy goo that kept shooting into her mouth, Cheryl was in distress as she found that she was unable to spit out the nasty goo due to the thickness of the ejaculating penis being so wide around. 

Not wanting to swallow the filthy slime, even it was her own husband's, Cheryl hoped she could contain it all in her bloating mouth. But there would be no such luck for Cheryl, for it kept spurting more of more of the slimy goo into her already filled mouth. 

With her throat muscles being clenched shut as Cheryl refused this indignity, fight back against the hypnotic suggestion to do so, there was then nowhere else for all that fluid to go ........................................other than up and out through her nostrils! For some viewers, the sight of the innocent blonde bitch snorting cum was just to fuck'n much as their wanking on their own boners sent geysers of cream up into the air and for many a cleanup of their keyboards would be needed. 

It was indeed a rare and exciting scene as the innocent bitch choked on copious amount of slime filling her mouth and was now forced to swallow or drown in the stick stuff.  Moments later, with Deon's long snake slipping out of her mouth, they got to enjoy the scene of the blonde beauty holding her palms together as she tried to spit out as much as she could of the slimy goo. Then they heard her stammer out between regurgitating blobs of cum "Honey .................please .......................please get me a wet wash cloth!"

The viewers were all smiling as the blonde beauty's petite body shuddered in revulsion as she wiped her lips and chin clean of the slimy coating, then even extending her pointed tongue out to wipe the nasty go coating it also.  And then the wash cloth was being used to wipe her spunky hands clean of all the goo on them. 

And then, with her 'husband's' hand extend to her, Cheryl put the wash cloth down and placed her hand in his to be pulled up to her feet. Then 'husband and wife' embraced for another deep passionate kiss before 'hubby' lay his beautiful bride down onto the bed, stripping the lacy pair of white panties from her trim hips and legs, leaving her completely naked. 

Trim white legs of the beautiful bride pushed apart at the knees and pushed up so the soles of her feet rested flat upon the bed, the viewers watched as the pro wrestler shuffled up between her parted thighs, saw him inhaling deeply with his nose just an inch or so away from the soft golden fleece. With Deon deeply inhaling the sweet aroma, the viewers saw him smile widely before opening his mouth wide and clamping it down upon her muff, causing the innocent beauty to loudly moan "Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .........................................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddddddddd .........................................oh, honey ...................................ohhhhh .......................ohhhhh ........................oh, mhy Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" 

Sexy white body squirming about on th bed, trim hips arching up into ebony face then trim white fingers were clutching at the kinky head of hair as the beauty screamed out "Ohhhhhhhhhh ..............................oh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddd ...............................don't stop ..................................don't stopppppppppppppp ..........................................please don't stop ...............................I'm there .................I'm there ......................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

With the blonde beauty lying upon the bed in a stupor, spasms still racking her petite body from her very first mind shattering orgasm, the viewers saw Deon smiling widely as he licked at his glistening lips while holding his boner towards the camcorder and showing the audience what the innocent bitch would have her precious little cherry plucked with, along with the wide flaring of the piss hole from which would spout all the sticky baby batter. 

The viewer's then watched as Deon caressed the beauty's trim white legs, running his hands from her pretty pedicure toes, slowly up her ankles to her calves, then up her ivory white thighs. They watched as Deon bent his head down, observed this thick tongue licking at her belly to soon tease and dip into her navel, and soon licking his way up to her pert little pink capped titties.  

The beautiful could be heard moaning with pleasure as her 'husband' lick and then capture a budding pink nipple into his mouth, a slight yelp emitted by the blonde beauty as her lover bit down into her tender tittie.  Soon, with Drake making his way up from her now red splotched titties, the 'married couple' was now embracing one another while engaging in another deep passionate kiss that obviously had horny Deon's thick tongue delving into the innocent beauty's mouth.

The audience was excited in seeing the erotic sight of the black and white contrast of entwined bodies upon the large bed, then saw Deon lift his muscular black body up a bit, then heard him instruct the bride to "Reach down and feel me honey!" 

The petite white hand of the bride that was stroking her 'husband's' muscular bicep and shoulder disappeared and then another camera caught the trim manicured fingers reach downward to capture the thick black fleshy dong and begin pulling at it. 

At this point the majority of the viewers were hoping that Deon would snap the beautiful bitch out of her hypnotic stupor and have her mind come back to reality, having her realize that she was naked in bed with a big bastard and that she was actually handling his filthy penis, that she was not in fact fisting her handsome fiancé's manhood. 

A lot of viewers were verbally yelling from their chairs, begging "C'mon, Deon ......................wake the fuck'n bitch up!  Wake her up now ..............................let her realize what's actually happening and that she ain't wanking on her fiancé's pecker!  Make her realize that ya's gonna rape her with that big black monster cock of yers!"

The screen focused on the 'newlyweds' passionate kiss coming to an end and Deon could be seen moving some to lick at her earlobe, his head next to hers, then suddenly the blonde beauty's eyes widened in horror.  As the beauty's mouth opened in stunned disbelief, her head suddenly turning toward the male's head next to her then came to scream of anguish "What are you doing?  Why am I doing here?  What's going on?  Stop ...........................stop this!  Stop this immediately!" 

Then Deon could be seen rising up with a big smile on his face, rising up high enough on the bed so that the camera could capture the beauty's trim white fingers wrapped around his ebony shaft, as Deon then replied "Sweetie, don't tell me ya've changed yer mind now ...................................not the way yer wanking on my cock!" 

The blonde beauty was stunned, and then looked down between their naked bodies to see her hand still instinctively wanking on his fleshy black manhood.  "Oh, my Goddddddddddddd!"

Cheryl screamed out as she let the cock go like a hot potato in her hand.  As she raised her hands up and began to pummel at the broad shoulders of the black man lying atop of her, Cheryl sobbed as her wrists were captured and arms then pinned above her head. And then Drake was stabbing forward blindly, letting his blunt cockhead bump up against her inner thighs, giving the frightened beauty the clear message of where he was intending to put his donkey sized cock up into her. 

"NO ............................NO ..............................please ...........................NO ....................................please ..................................I'm getting married soon and ...................................and I've been saving myself ..........................................for my wedding night ......................................for my husband!  Please ..............................please ............................please don't rape me .................................please .........................I ......................I ................................I'm a virgin!" Cheryl cried out.

With a large hand of his pinning the petite beauty's two trim wrists above her head, Deon reached down between their bodies to grasp his throbbing boner, he then lifted up some to place it up against the entrance to where her most precious gem was hidden. 

And the frightened bitch could feel and sense what was currently knocking at her door and threatening to bust right on in, causing her to whine "NO ...........................NO ..........................please ...........................please .........................don't rape me .........................don't rape me!" 

Then the bride-to-be could be seen throwing her head back as she emitted an ear piercing "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

Half of Deon's black snake had disappeared from the mighty lunge forward, obviously rupturing right through the protective hymen .....................................thereby popping her cherry, as made evident by Deon gloating of "There, I's jist went and done all the hard work fer punk white boy yer gonna marry!  Ya better git him real drunk at the reception ...........then maybe he ain't gonna notice that his beautiful little bride ain't got no fuck'n cherry!  And now I's gonna give the bride and groom a very special wedding present ..................................................a little black bastard that the stork's gonna deliver to ya in nine months!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh .....................arrrrrrrrgg ...............ohhhh ......................ohhhhhh .........................stop .......................stop ........................it hurts ..........................it hurts ...................................you're killing me ................................take it out .............please ..........................take it out ..............................its tooooooooooooo Biggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" the raped beauty cried out as Deon pumped in and out of her bleeding slit.

The mini-camcorder built into the wooden frame at the foot of the bed now gave the audience quite a sight, one not ever seen before by most, that of a thick black cock dripping blood onto the white bed sheet on each withdrawal from the bleeding slit.

"Ooooh ...................ooooh ......................ooooh ...................ooooh ......................ooooh  ...................ooooh ......................ooooh  ...................ooooh ......................ooooh!" came the agonized whimpering from the sobbing bitch each time that Deon saw his foot long dong up into her bloody snatch. 

As Deon tried to kiss the beauty, it was clear that she wanted no part of it as she turned her head away from him, and thus he began licking at her neck and making his way up to her earlobe. 

Then it was like a light switch being turned on, for Deon had said the magic words that would have the beauty back into her hypnotic stupor, for she fought no more against him. And upon releasing his hold on her wrists, the trim white arms came down and her hands were now caressing the broad black shoulders of her muscular rapist.

And what had been implanted deep in her subconscious now had her responding "Oh, thank you, Master ...................thank you for making a woman of me!  Please ..............................please train me ..................................please train me to be your bitch ..................................make me your personal white bitch!  Oh, please ....................please shoot it in me ..............................knock me up ...................................knock me up with your baby, Master .......................................I will be honored to carry your baby .......................your little black baby!"

From the sudden change in the beauty's reactions, the audience clearly knew what had taken place, that this portion of the recording would no doubt prevent the raped beauty from ever crying 'rape' and also have her on the cunt market in the near future. With her clearly recognizable in the film, she would certainly be willing to pay a high price to keep her husband from seeing it along with friends and family. 

The way in which she was responding sure made it appear that she was fully conscious wanting to have sex with a big black buck, wanting him to be her master, and knowingly let him have unprotected sex with her. 

Many were wondering how soon she'd be on the cunt market, some already preparing to make a bid to be the first one to bed her once she was back from her honeymoon, or better yet to possibly get her right on the honeymoon itself. 

And then it happened, Deon was buried up into the bitch to his balls, holding firm as he loudly groaned "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..........................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh ....................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ........................................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" 

From the spasms shaking his tense black butt, it was obvious to all that Deon was spurting his baby batter deep up in the bride-to-be's unprotected womb.  And then the petite blonde beauty's fingers could be seen digging into Deon's broad back, her pretty toes curling and begin to rock in uncontrolled spasms as she then screamed "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn .......................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn .................................ahhhhhhhhhh ......................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Suddenly the trim white arms fell to the sides, petite feet sliding down from atop Deon's ass to where her ankles rested upon the muscular black calves, making it quite evident that the bitch had passed out from the mind shattering orgasm that had rocked her innocent young body.

Moments later, with his bloody cock withdrawn, Deon was holding the bitch's legs up at the ankles and spread wide apart to show the beauty's raped slit continuously oozing out of a thick mixture of blood and cum.  What was the bride-to-be's tight little pink slit prior to the rape by Deon the Python's monster cock, now was a dark hole 3/4" in diameter, with a continuous flow of bloody cum oozing out of her snatch. 

The white sheet beneath the beauty's succulent little ass had absorbed the overflow, making a large red pool of blood with thick pinkish white blobs of thick goo sprinkled about the bloody mess. Then Deon lowered the sexy white legs of the raped beauty, putting her feet flat upon the bed and pushing her knees wide, giving the paying viewers the unbelievable sight of seeing the continuous ooze of blood and cum out of the round dark hole that had once been the bitch's tight pink slit.

With the raped bride-to-be unconscious at this point, Deon could be heard snickering proudly that "There ain't no fuck'n way she's gonna even feel that white boy's little pecker the way's I went and busted her cunnny wide open!"

An hour later, a passionate lovemaking session between 'husband and wife' ensued with the petite bride wrapping her trim white arms around her husband's thick ebony neck and her sexy white legs around his big black ass. It was quite an erotic entanglement of black and white, with the blonde beauty panting out "Ohhhhhh, honey ..........................yes .........................yes ................................oh, yes ................oh, so good ............................so good ..............................deeper ...............................fuck me deeper .........................................oh, yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss ........................................oh, Godddddddd .............................oh, my Godddddddddddddddddddd ..........................................................arrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Black ass tensing and clenching, cock into the hilt, it was obvious that Deon the Python was once again seeding the bride-to-be's fertile womb with another huge dosage of hot potent roe, as confirmed by Deon groaning out "Ohhhh, yeah, baby ............drain my fuck'n balls ............................oh, sweetie ....................................I's gonna knock ya up good!" 

And then the trim white arms and legs fell limply to the bed, with Deon lying upon the petite beauty with his full weight upon her as he too had passed out from the fantastic fuck session.

With the couple awoke in each other's arms, a deep passionate kiss ensued as the blonde beauty wrapped her arms around her big black lover. Then Cheryl exclaimed "I'm famished, Master!  Can we go out to the kitchen and I'll prepare us some dinner!" 

Moments later, the camcorder captured the scene of the blonde bitch's arms wrapped around Deon's neck as he walked out to the kitchen, carrying the hot bitch as she had her arms entwined around his neck. 

Deon had put on a pair of white underpants, apparently more conscientious than the once the innocent little bitch, who was totally naked and teasing her lover by rubbing the pointed tips of her titties over his muscular chest. 

From the camcorder capturing the kitchen area, the audience saw the petite blond beauty caressing her black lover's muscular shoulders, trim ankles locked around his butt, saw her look him in the eye and tell him "Oh, Master ............................I can feel you aroused once again!  I can wait to eat!  I want to please you first ....................want you to make me your little bitch!" 

With Deon da Python sitting the bitch on the counter top, the saw her looks him in the eye and tell him "Make me your bitch, Master!  I want you to nail me right to the wall!"

"Repeat it, but louder this time"           

"MAKE ME YOUR BITCH, MASTER!  I WANT TO FEEL WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE NAILED RIGHT TO THE WALL!"

Viewers watched intently as Deon pushed his white undergarment down over his hips to let it fall to his feet before kicking it away. Then had his hands under the petite little butt and was carrying the hot little bitch and asking "Ya really want me to nail yer ass to the wall?" 

"YES!  YES!  PLEASE ......................fuck me that way ......................nail me to the wall .....................MAKE ME YOUR LITTLE BITCH!" the blonde beauty advised. 

Up against the black wall behind which was the side of the refrigerator, the innocent young bride-to-be moaned "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssssssssssssss ...............................ohhhhhhh .................................put your big cock me ......................................ohhhhhhhh, yesssssssssssssssss!" 

'Thump ...........................thump ..........................thump ...........................thump!' came the sounds of the pretty bitch getting her wish in being literally nailed right to the wall. 

"Ohhhh ........................ohhhh .............................so big .................................so biggggggg ....................so goooooood .............oh, yes ..........................fuck me .............................fuck me ......................................make me your little bitch!  Oh, Godddddddddd ..................................ohhhhhhhhhhh ...........................yes ...............................yes ..................................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" Seconds later, viewers looking closely at the screen could see white droplets falling from between their joined bodies to fall to the carpeting. 

As the weekend came to an end and Cheryl departed the secluded cabin and headed back home. After seeing and passing Exit 333, something seemed to snap in Cheryl's mind, causing her swerve some on the interstate and nearly lose control of her car.  

Pulling off the shoulder, her chest heaved as she fought to compose herself, wondering 'Oh, my God ........................what have I done?  What have I done?' 

Upon seeing the sign for the Lakeport exit, Exit 333, hypnotic implants were brought to the surface. Her memory of exactly why she had gone up to the cabin and being raped of her virginity would be erased and replaced by the following thoughts: that she knew there would be only the black photographer there up at the secluded cabin for the photo shoot; that she had intended from the start that she would seduce the muscular black into bed and let him make a 'woman' of her; that she intended to let him take her cherry in the process; to have him make an 'experienced' woman of her to enter her marriage; and that she would intentionally throw caution to the wind ..................................to have sex with the black man throughout the entire weekend .......................without any preventive measures! 

She had not gone on the pill ............................and there'd be no condoms used ............................it'd been strictly being all bareback!  'How could I have done that to Ben?  Why did I go and have sex with another man ....................a stranger ........................a black man .......................and so close to our wedding date?' she asked of herself, dumbfounded at it all, unable to explain to herself why she had gone and done such a stupid and irrational thing.     

Blinking back the tears as she sat there dumbfounded in the car, Cheryl  realized in horror just what she had done to deprive the man she love and was to soon marry of the most precious gem that she could have given to him on their wedding night.  'And only two short weeks till our wedding!  How could I?' she racked her brain. 

Then the flashback of images filled her mind, that of her embracing the huge rugged black man, wrapping her trim arms and legs around him and begging "Please ........................please ........................put it in ...................pleaseeeeeeeeeee ..........................fuck me with your big black cock!  Give it to me ...........................give it to me hard ........................fuck that little black baby of yours up into my tummy!" 

She recalled all the ways and positions in which a couple could enjoy the sex act, even with a male using his tool to screw it right up into the female's tight little butt, a screwing that had her screeching out in agonizing pain as the big 'thing' was just too big around to get it to fit but the black bastard had kept thrusting at her with all his weight behind of him, until it literally tore her a new asshole. 

Cheryl recalled that by noon Saturday, she had brazening gotten out of bed to get a cold drink from the refrigerator, not bothering to wear a stitch on her body.  With the cabin quite secluded, they even had sex out on the veranda, where she was bent in two and ankles held firm by the slats of the railing as her black lover skewered her deeply. 

'How many times did we have sex together ..................... wild, frenzied, unbridled sex ..............................with me screaming for him to shoot his 'thing' off in me?  How many times did I take his 'thing' into my mouth and let him do it there ............................ejaculating right in my mouth or straight down into throat where I had no choice but to swallow it all!                 

Following their arrival at the plush resort where they'd spend a week honeymooning before returning home and then returning to work, the newlyweds enjoyed a fabulous dinner at the resort's 5* restaurant, then they retired to the honeymoon suite to finally get to consummate their marriage. 

That first night, their wedding night in the hotel's honeymoon suite at where their reception had been held, had been just a terrible disaster. With Cheryl anxious to please the man she had just married, especially since he would be deprived of the honor of making her a woman, was totally stunned when everything came to a rather abrupt ending just minutes after going to bed and embracing each other. 

Just her reaching down between their bodies and grasping her husband's hard on had sent him over the top as his cock popped right  then and there, leaving her fingers webbed together with his sticky semen.  Although absolutely let down at what had just occurred, Cheryl tried to console her rather embarrassed husband who had just failed to perform as a 'man' should to consummate the marriage on their wedding day. 

But moments as he had wiped up the mess made, Cheryl was astounded in seeing her husband on his side and him snoring up a storm, leaving her high and dry.

That next morning, Cheryl snuggled up to her sleeping husband, for she was determined to have another go at it and finally consummate their marriage.  But all she got in response was a rough "Mmmmph!  Let's sleep in till ten, and then go have brunch!" 

Wake awake at this point, Cheryl then whispered "If it's okay with you, honey, I'm going to see if there's an opening down at the Spa!  And if they do, I'll be back before ten!" 

Cheryl saw her husband nodding his head into the pillow and heard a soft "Uh, huh!" 

At the thought of going to the Spa, the implanted # in her for the Spa had her dialing #313 which was a room to room call although it was answered "Front Desk"

To which she would respond "Can you connect me to the Spa please!"   

Her mind a mild hypnotic state had her not recognizing the same male's voice saying "This is the Spa, can I help you?" 

"Yes, do you have any opening right now for a deep massage?" Cheryl responded. 

"We sure do, Mrs. Burton!  We'll save you a spot!" she heard the man say, merely assuming that he apparently knew who was calling as the front desk must have relayed from what room and name of room's occupants from where the call originated from. 

As she got dress into a blouse and pair of shorts, slipping on a pair of tennis shoes, Cheryl heard Brad mutter "Have a nice time, hon!"

On her way down in the elevator to the third floor, Cheryl's state of mind had drifted further into a hypnotic state as she was about to have her 'Spa' treatment!  Suite #303 was where it was located and she headed toward that direction, then found the door being held wide open for her by a tall smiling gentleman wearing a white uniform type garb and she was politely greeted with "Welcome to the Spa, Mrs. Burton!  Please step right inside and you can take you clothes off in the next room to get ready for your 'deep massage'!" 

For Cheryl, already implanted in her mind was the room decor was that of a high end Spa that such a plush resort would house, not one of its nice hotel suite for guest to stay as she slipped out of her tennis shoes and began to unbutton the front of her shorts. 

In her current state of mind,  Cheryl was oblivious to the tall black male who had admitted her into the 'Spa' was watching intently as the beautiful young bride stepped out of her clothing and once in the buff crawl up onto the center of the bed onto all fours for her 'deep massage'!

The big black man in the room with her was also a member of the secretive BH organization, a man who had shelled out ten grand for the rights of occupying Suite #313 on the first day of the couple's honeymoon stay at the plush resort. 

Arriving at 6 a.m., this fellow would be entitled to room service of any meals and drinks that he desired, with the type and quantity of entertainment received during his 24 hour stay dependent upon his luck and what the lovely young bride desired of his services. Thus, he felt very lucky to have the young sexy blonde bride seeking his services for a 'deep massage' just two hours after his arrival. 

Stripping off the white attendant's uniform worn, he moved up to the foot of the bed, then kneel up on it and shuffled into position behind of the naked young bride.

"Yer here fer a deep massage, aren't ya, Mrs. Burton?" he asked. 

"Yes, that's correct!" the young bride respond, at which time he proceed to knead her soft flesh. 

"Oh, that feels so good!  Oh, yessssssss!" the young bride cooed as he worked the fat knob of his 12" cock up into her tight little opening. 

"Oh, you're so good at this!  I think I'm going to want another deep massage like this after lunch!  Will you be available, can I get your name so I can ask for you?" the beauty inquired. 

"I'll be at your service the entire day and night, and don't get off till six tomorrow morning, ma'am!  Ya jist ask fer Alfred!"  

Seconds later, with eight inches of solid black meat skewering up into her clasping cunny, Cheryl swooned "Oh, Alfred ...............................oh, yesssssssssssssssss ....................................oh, so goodddddddddddd .............................oh, my Godddddddddddddd ......................................yessssssssssssss ......................................deeperrrrrrrrrrrr ...................................deeperrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

For Alfred, this was just the absolute best fuck he'd ever had in his entire fifty years of living on this earth. A beautiful young blonde, just married 36 hours ago, and he was the very first man to bed her after her other than the man she gave her wedding vows to.  He'd have been even more ecstatic if he got to learn that he was the very first man to fuck her since she became Mrs. Burton, even beating young Mr. Burton to his wife's horny pussy. 

As the petite young wife's body shook uncontrollably in spasms resulting from the mind shattering orgasm he had taken her to, Alfred unloaded his big black balls full of still very potent seed up in the beauty's fertile womb. One thing that Alfred was quite proud of, an aspect he had discovered upon entering his young teenage years and having jerk off contests with his buddies to see who could shoot the farthest, he always won out with his initial blast landing at least a foot farther than the nearest competitor and the trail of cummy evidence had everyone just in awe. 

With her cunny so snug around his throbbing cock, there was no place for all his cum to go after each blast of hot jizz assaulted her fertile womb, thus a back flow of jizz would come oozing out of her cunny on any backstroke of his cock.  With an arm around her slender thigh, Alfred had a hand cupped under their union joint to capture the escaping goo. First handful was being spread all over the beauty's back while his other hand replaced the first to capture the next handful of jizz, which Alfred would apply to her shoulders.  The third handful went atop her backside and thighs. 

As the young wife rested her head upon the pillow while still on all fours, she got to enjoy a wonderful massage as warm slick cream was being rubbed into her skin from the back of her neck, her entire back and backside, then down her thighs, calves and pink soles of her feet.

"Okay, honey, git on yer back so's I's can do the other side!" Alfred told the young wife. 

As she complied, he scooted up with long but limp cock in hand, telling her "Gimme a little head so's we can git some more hot cream to finish her massage with!" 

As the beautiful blonde bitch looked up at him with her innocent blue eyes and lapped her very talented tongue over his bloated cockhead, Alfred shivered with pleasure but he knew one thing for sure that 'She ain't no innocent little fuck'n bitch!  Not the way she's giving me head!  God ............................damnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, she's giving me head like a fuck'n pro!!  Shit, that hubby of hers sure must be a fuck'n dud in bed ...................................otherwise she wouldn't be this fuck'n hot and willing to spread her legs fer some strange cock!' 

'Is it possible?  Is it possible that I can feel my balls getting filled up with cum again?  It sure feels like it by the way this bitch is tonguing my cock and rolling my balls in the palm of her freak'n hand ......................shitttttttttttt!' Alfred wondered. 

Finally, as if by instinct, Alfred knew that it was time to fuck this succulent little bitch again or he'd be creaming her tonsils.  Pulling her hands away from handling his balls, afraid he pop if she didn't, he then got to ease his sensitive and throbbing cock away from her sucking lips and flicking tongue, then scooted on down the bed some to put his arms under the back of her thighs and lift her up into position.

Then he announced to the newlywed bride "Okay, sweetie .............................let's go and make more hot cream so we can finish the job and git ya a complete body massage!'      

The beautiful bride excitedly ran her petite hands and trim fingers up Alfred's and flung her sexy white legs around the man, desperately wanting to get his cock back into her to make more of that precious cream and in the process get more of the fabulous fucking from this well-equipped black stud who had just earlier made this a honeymoon to remember. 

Toes curling as she used her ankles to pulling the man's backside towards her, wanting for his jutting prong to spear deeply into her, then as it did Cheryl cooed "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh ...........................................yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" 

Cunny snapping again and again upon the thick shaft, milking at it to entice it even further into her, she began to work her legs around the man's ass to lock her ankles together and then used her laced legs to pull her further towards her.  "Oh, yesssssssssssssss ......................................fuck me ......................................fuck me .....................................oh, so good ..............................so good ........................fuck me gooddddddddddddddddddddd!"

Cheryl chanted as her black lover gladly gave her what she wanted. Ebony and white bodies entangled as they rutted upon the bed like two frenzied animals, and as Cheryl swooned in another mind shattering orgasm, more of the hot cream was being spurted up deep into her fertile womb.

Then her hips were being lifted as Alfred grunted out the last of his lusty cream and she was to "Reach underneath sweetie ..........................I'll pull out some so ya can git some cream ..................................fer yer facial!"

Leaning back on his haunches, watched in awe as the beautiful bride brought her right hand up, the one used to capture a palm full of jizz leaking out from their tight union joint. Then to his delight she turned her cupped hand over to smear the hot cream all over her lips, nose and cheeks. The beauty was using both her hands to smear and rub in the creamy substance all about her temple, forehead and ears. 

Meanwhile, having taken over the capturing of the goo, Alfred was using his still long but softening fuck stick like a water pump to slide in for more cream and having it ooze on out on each withdrawal of the fleshy stem. Right palm three quarters full, he replaced it with his left palm, and then proceed to grease her left leg with part of the cream he had obtain before pouring the excess onto her belly. 

Then, with enough cream in his left palm, Alfred throbbed his thick cock to inflate it up a bit and used the bloated head as a cork to keep the precious cream from leaking out and being wasted onto the bed sheets. Excess cream deposited onto her belly, he proceeded to massage her thighs first, then moved down to do her calves and finally the residual cream was just enough to do her pretty feet and pedicure toes. 

Back up to her belly, he then proceeded to use the cream deposited there earlier and he was eager to get up to where he could massage her pert little titties and budding pink nipples. Neck massaged, and then Alfred began to massage her arms while the beauty continued using her slick cum-coated fingers to give her a complete facial.  And once the beauty had gotten her facial, rubbing the cream till it was absorbed and dried, Alfred watched as the hot little bitch began licking her fingers clean.

A half hour later, after slipping quietly back into the honeymoon suite, Cheryl hoped that Ben was still asleep in the bed so she could make it to the shower unnoticed. In peering into the bedroom, the bed was rumpled but Ben was not in it. Then she heard the water at the sink being turned on followed by the sound of Ben brushing his teeth. 

Wondering what she should do, needing a shower badly and fearing the worst, Cheryl made her move when her husband bent over the sink to rinse his mouth.  It was then that she announces "Hi, sleepy head!  I'm back!" 

Slipping past, behind of her bent husband, Cheryl made it into the shower portion and pulled the pocket sliding door that would separate them.  Quickly, Cheryl stripped off her clothing and got into the shower stall. 

Seconds later, she managed to breathe a sigh of relief as the hot shower sprayed upon her body, for she was now desperate to cleanse herself of the dried remnants of the cream applied to her body during the massage she received downstairs. 

Just as she reached for the bar of soap, Cheryl was startled when the shower door opened and her naked husband slipped in, telling her "Here, I'll soap you down, honey!" 

Her nervousness obviously showed then as Ben commented "Don't get panicky!  After all, we're married now, sweetie!" 

"Boy, your body's really slick!" her husband commented. 

Afraid of his findings, Cheryl stammered out "It's the cream they use .........................for the ..........massage!  They used way too much cream!"

Cheryl shivered as her husband soaped down her back, using he washcloth to get her squeaky clean once again. But then, with the wash cloth slung over the top of the soap rack, her husband's bare soapy hands were slipping under her arms. Her now frisky husband was intent on washing down her bared titties with his bare hands, causing Cheryl tip wonder 'Would still be enjoying playing with my titties, washing and soaping them down with his bare hands, if he knew that he was washing another man's cum off of them?' 

Then she was being turned by her husband, pinned up against the shower stall as he planted a passionate kiss upon her lips.  As his tongue slipped between hers, Cheryl shivered nervously and prayed 'God, don't make him realize what that salty taste is in my mouth!  I never expected this; otherwise I would have rinsed my mouth first!' 

That salty taste in her mouth was quite fresh, obtained when she gave that Spa attendant a special treat for the fantastic 'deep massage' he had given her.  Dressed and prior to returning to the honeymoon suite, she had gotten Alfred to once again fill his big black balls up with cream, but this time it was not to be rubbed on her flesh as she swallowed every drop of his jizz while looking up into the man's delighted face as he ejaculated time and time again into her sucking mouth.

Cheryl shivered nervously for this was the very first time that Ben had slipped his hand over her mound, realizing that he was about to slide his finger up into her slit.  'Oh, God ......................I don't want him to make love to me now ..........................not when I've got another man's spunk in me .............................not until after I've douched it clean for him!' she prayed. 

Reaching down, grasping her husband's hard on, Cheryl began to wank and beat at it, figuring that she'd be able to bring him off in that manner.  With their lips entwined, tongues dallying with one another as the hot shower sprayed down upon them, Cheryl reached up with her free hand to place it at the back of her husband's head ...........................not for intimacy purposes but just in case he wanted to pull away and look down at all the slick goo oozing out from her fingered twat onto his fingers. 

She knew he could feel just how slick she was down there, but it would certainly be best for him not see all the white semen that he was managing to frig out of her with his middle finger. Moments later, Cheryl rested her back upon the shower stall as she had climax from the excitement of having her husband frig her while she had another man's sperm in her twat.

And her husband now had his head resting against the stall, trying to recover from having spewed his seed against the stall as result of her wanking him.  Glancing down, seeing the white threads slowly making their way down into the drain, Cheryl was relieved in realizing that her husband would merely assume all of that stuff being his. 

Then as her husband lifted his weight from her and turn to exit the shower stall, Cheryl shuddered in seeing him coyly put his middle finger into his mouth to lick it clean, the finger that had been her black lover's cum coating it after oozing out of her well fucked twat. She wanted to ask him how it tasted, or better yet whether he enjoyed the taste of Alfred's cum as much as she had, though Bill  got the much watered down version as to her getting the pure and raw version of it.

Having just gotten the assignment to travel to Bakersfield for a copy out of town depositions on an auto accident case, Cheryl automatically picked up the phone as she was supposed to when getting an out of town assignment and dialed the number ingrained in her memory, then advised "I've received an assignment to take a couple depositions and will be staying overnight on Thursday of next week!" 

Seconds later, she spoke in response to a question "Yes, I'll call again once the reservation is made to let you know what hotel I'll be staying over at!" 

A brief pause and then she spoke "Yes, an 'overnighter' this time as I have to take a deposition that next morning before flying back home!" 

The last question asked of Cheryl was "Would you like to have a 'variety' again or an 'overnighter' this time?"  

On her last out of town assignment, Cheryl had gone with a 'Variety' which resulted in her getting to have a new man coming to her room every two and a half hours, with each man staying for a two hour stint so she could take the next half hour to shower and dress for her next man. She had gotten fucked by five big burly black men, all sporting some good 'wood' and knowing how to use it, then had taken her flight back and sleeping throughout the entire trip. 

Having to be bright and able to think for the deposition in the morning, just one big black stud staying with her through the night would be ideal as she could get some rest in between fucks.

Friday night, after a dinner out with her husband, her husband put his arm over her in bed and began nuzzling at her neck. This was the usual sign of his wanting to make love to her. Doing her wifely duties, Cheryl would have to do a lot of play acting to have her husband thinking that she was as eager as he was for making love! 

But for Cheryl, there was just no sparked of excitement in embracing her husband any more, with her surmising that it was because of him being unable to really get her excited in his love making performance stemming back to their honeymoon.

Reaching down between their bodies, Cheryl grasped her husband's rising pecker, felt it throb in her clasping fingers, but she could not help to make a comparison to the one she had handle the evening before.  'Smaller .............so much smaller ......................not even half the size!' she concluded while shucking at her husband's now fully erecting four incher! 

Stroking her husband a bit faster, hearing him suck in his breath, Cheryl wondered 'Is it going to be like the last time ......................shooting off by me wanking him before even putting it in?' 

And then her pathetic husband was panting "Uhhhh .......................uhhhhh .................uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Feeling wet blob of his cum splattering up against her thigh, Cheryl could not help but think "Thank God I got the fucking I desperately needed from that big black stud last night!" 

In a sense, Cheryl was happy of her husband premature ejaculation, that way she didn't have to go on with putting on a show of excitement and acting that she had again achieved an orgasm from his lovemaking.

Lying in bed and hearing her pathetic husband begin to snore, Cheryl's thoughts went back to the night before, and how impressed she was with the staying powers of Darrel Johnson!  'Damn, he sure knew how to use his 'Johnson', that's for sure!'

Cheryl thought of the muscular black buck in his mid-forties who stood at 6'5" and weighed a good solid 325 lbs.  Smiling to herself, Cheryl recalled seeing the man's smiling grin of excitement when she turned to put her fingers up to her lips to advise him to 'keep quiet' as she used the speed dial on her cell phone. 

On all fours, feeling the man's hands on her trim hips and his boner head pushing up her slick cunny, she then spoke into the phone "Hi, honey, thought I'd call you as it's just after nine and I was going to bed early so I can focus on the deposition in the morning!  How was your day, honey?  Did you get that contract you were after?" 

As her husband was telling her about his day, the excited man behind of her got the unbelievable pleasure of getting to fuck a young beautiful blonde wife while she was actually conversing with her cuckold husband on the phone!  And to make it so much more unbelievable for the black buck servicing her, Cheryl kept her husband on the phone till she sensed the man about to ejaculate his hot seed deep in her womb. 

And at the right time, she told her husband "Honey, I'd better go no and get some rest!"  Hot cum blast up into her cunt, she crooned "Oh, honey ........................I wish you were here ...............................holding me and kissing me .......................................oh, I love you so much!"  Cheryl was quite serious on that last statement, wanting her dud of a husband holding and kissing her while getting to see how a 'real man' fucked a bitch in heat.

"Abigail Wayland, age 34, blonde hair, green eyes, 5'9" height, 135 weight, long, thin ivory legs, happily married, one child, occupation - child psychologist, currently president of the local middle school PTA.   And best of all ...................she ain't been with any man other than her hubby!

You can get to fuck her right in her own home, right atop the bed this beautiful wife shares with her husband!  I offer to you the chance to be that lucky guy who gets to teach the beautiful bitch what real fucking is all about! 

She is available next all entire week, a six day opportunity from next Monday!  Hubby's gonna be out of town for a business trip.  And her son is headed off on a camping trip with the Cub Scout troop!   So when she returns home from dropping both of them off, she'll be anxiously coming home to have sex with you right there on the very bed that she shares with her husband. 

Just imagine being the very first man to possess this lovely beauty outside of her marriage, having those long sexy white legs wrapped around your black ass, and the thrill you'll have when you snap her out of her hypnotic spell just before raping her .............................get to see the horror on her face when she realizes that it's not her husband in bed with her ...........................................and you'll get to fuck her on her marital bed after she realizes the position she's in!

She can be all yours for the taking Mr. Couriol! Don't miss this opportunity to rape this petite blond beauty, ruining for her husband and making addicted to black cock, his black cock. Only for $30,000! She is worth! I await your donation until tomorrow Tuesday at noon. Otherwise I am biding her among the richest members of the group in the Wednesday 10AM and closes at noon.

Dr. Angeline Trèsor."

Mr. Couriol was an investor in real estate and commodities. He had a particular interest in Mrs. Wayland. He had met her at a diplomatic cocktail, as him and Zack Wayland her husband were interested in the same project. Zack Wayland is an investor with several real estate projects in the Caribbean and the main rival and obstacle to his interests to dominate the tourist megaprojects in the reconstruction of Haiti.

Mr. Couriol, a black man recently completed 50 years, 6'2"; retains a good figure and a good physical condition, Mr. Couriol had been widowed five years ago and he couldn't help infatuated to the serene beauty of Mrs. Abigail Wayland.

Dr. Angeline Trèsor sends to him a video with the blonde beauty under hypnosis The video portion for the viewing Mr. Couriol got to see excerpts of the blond beauty entering the marriage counselor's office, looking very nice in a black dress accented with a dark jacket and black heels, supposedly to participate in the church's research study to a successful marriage as her pastor had requested.  In minutes, she would be hypnotized, told to relax and get comfortable by taking off her jacket.

"How many men have you made love to, Mrs. Wayland?" 

"Only one ..............my husband!"

"Did you wait till the wedding night?"

"Yes!'   

"Have you sucked your husband's cock off?"

 "No, I'd never do such a filthy thing!" 

"Have you ever heard the myth of black men being well endowed?" 

"Yes!" 

"Do you believe it?"

"I don't know for sure but my sorority sisters swore it was true from their experiences!" 

"Ever dream about having sex with a black stud?" 

"Yes, but that was way back after hearing the girls in the sorority talk about it!"

"Ever think about it after you got married?" 

"No!"  

Mr. Couriol then got to watch as suggestive thoughts were implanted into her mind as she was told "From tonight till next week Sunday, my dear, your thoughts shall be consumed with the desire to have some real exciting sex ............................a man with a  big cock and who knows how to use it ....................................something that your boring husband is incapable of giving you ......................................what only a big black stud is capable of and scratching that nasty bothersome itch between your long sexy legs!  In your dreams, you'll picture yourself in various scenarios being accosted by a big ugly black buck, dragged off to an isolated place, and forced to have sex with him!  That's all you'll be able to think about ...................spreading your sexy white legs for a big black stud ......................forced to give him sex ..............................but it'll be the best sex you've ever had!"

As soon as he finished watching the video, Mr. Couriol sent a message confirming his desire to possess the beauty. He also ordered the warehouse of $ 30,000 in the account of the organization BLACK HORSES.

Next day on Tuesday afternoon, after having attended another marital survey meeting that afternoon, Abigail was driving to the supermarket when her eyes drifted off towards a car that had just parked in the opposite aisle. 

What had caught her attention was the tall muscular black man who had stepped out of his vehicle, a man who was over 6'5" tall and must weigh over 250 lbs., causing Abigail to perspire as she wondered 'How big is his 'thing'?  Is it over 12 inches?' 

Catching herself, shuddering at the thought, Abigail couldn't understand herself even wondering such a nasty thing.  'My God, that's all I seem to be able to think about these days .........................SEX!  What's gotten into me?' Abigail chided herself, perspiring and panting as she just did not know what had gotten into her lately. 

Pulling her car into a stall, she turned off the engine and just sat there trying to figure things out as her nasty sexual thoughts seemed to be consuming every second of her time. 

Then Abigail recalled the vivid dream that woke her from her sleep early that morning, a dream that had her just entering the house when a big black hand was clamped over her mouth and then the assailant was dragging her towards the master bedroom.  Pinned to the bed, unable to scream with a large calloused hand clamped over her mouth, it was when her dress was being torn from her body that Abigail woke up startled from the nightmarish dream dripping with perspiration.

Lying in bed that night, with her husband fast asleep and snoring next to her, Abigail's mind conjured up an image of a monstrous black penis that measured just over twelve inches in length. The image in her mind told her that it was over 12" in length as the proud possessor of the monster cock, a big burly black man, was holding a ruler at the base and the flaring tip extended just beyond the length of the 12" ruler. 

Abigail's thoughts tonight, differed from those of the past few days and night, for in her prior dreams the man was faceless and she was only made to touch his 'thing' through his trousers.  For some unexplainable reason, there was now an image of a man's face in her thoughts, that of a big burly black man whom she had never met in person. 

And now her mind was flashing images of the donkey-sized cock that was thick as her wrist, causing her to wonder 'Can any woman really take something that big and survive?' 

Once again, Abigail chided herself for thinking such nasty thoughts, wondering just why she had become so obsessed with such sexual thoughts recently, including the weird desire to have sex with another man ........................a big black man!  And for some reason, other thoughts had entered her mind for the very first time, like that of being made to straddle a black stranger ..............so he could put his mouth on her sex! 

What Abigail didn't realize was that her forty-five minute stop at the office of the church's marital counselor, for the purpose of a follow-up on the survey being taken, a phrase whispered in her ear reactivated a suggestion that had her immediately in a hypnotic state. 

Once in that state of stupor, the evil woman Dr. Angeline Trèsor was showed her pictures of the man who had won the bidding auction, the man who would be waiting for her that Friday after dropping her husband off at the airport.  And that image Abigail now had in her mind was that donkey-sized cock seen in the video played for her to watch as the man held a 12" ruler up against his penis.

Earlier that afternoon in the marital counselor's office, Abigail was lying in a hypnotic state on the patient's chair that was raised partially, watching the short video that the auction winner had sent in for her to see.  That was how the image of the 50 year old black man got into Abigail's mind, for Dr. Trèsor began narrating for her.

"Look at the size of him, Mrs. Wayland .....................................that there is Mr. Julius Prince Couriol..............................all of him, sweetie, not just that donkey-sized cock that he's fisting in his hand ................................all 215 lbs of black muscle!  Imagine that big black bastard pinning you to the bed that you share with your hubby ..............................how it'd feel to have that big sweaty body upon yours ...............................trying to force that monster cock of his up into that tight little snatch of yours!  Look of that cock of his ...................even longer that the ruler next to it!  Imagine getting that shoved up into that tight little cunt of yours, huh!  Getting hot and bothered by looking at it, huh ....................................put your hand under your dress ...................................slide it down under your panties ..............................frig yourself!  Yeah, that's it .....................rub it faster .........................frig it faster!" 

And as she performed those suggestive thoughts, Abigail felt her cunny juicing, simulated also by the video playing and the pudgy hand that had slipped down the vee of her dress and under her bra to caress her swollen nipples. 

"When you go to bed tonight, you'll touch yourself again, dream of what it'd feel like to take that big black cock up your tight little cunny!" was whispered into her ear.  So hot and horny was Abigail that she didn't think twice when Dr. Trèsor told her

As she drove her husband to the airport next Monday, after having sent her son out on his camping trip, her nervousness was obviously showing when her husband asked "Are you okay honey?  You haven't said much and seem rather preoccupied!  I hope you're not upset with me going on this trip, it is business mixed in with a bit of golf, but that's the way it always is!" 

For Abigail, it was rather surreal as her mental state was in shambles as suggestions hidden in subconscious began to surface early that day, like that implanted suggestion surfacing and instructing her to leave a key to the front door under the mat for big black stud to gain entry into her home. 

Puzzled as to why images of a black man kept appearing in her mind, causing Abigail to wonder who he was and why she kept thinking a strange man whom she had only saw once and she doesn't remember.  More so, other images flashed through her mind that made her mouth water ...............images of the big black cock that this stranger was supposed to possess. 

'Did I really leave a key to the front door under the mat for this unknown stranger to go inside?  Is that big muscular black man really going to be waiting of me when I get home?' Abigail had been wondering when her husband snapped her out of her stupor.

 "Oh, I ....................I'm sorry, honey!  I was trying to go over everything in my mind as to what I packed for Timmy on his camping trip!  I just hope he has everything!" she stammered out in response.

Having sold her husband that she was merely concerned about their son's camping trip, Abigail had to squeeze her thighs together as she neared the off ramp to the airport in order to keep her panties from getting sopping wet.  Giving her husband a kiss goodbye when they arrived at the airport, Abigail then proceeded on home, shaking her head as she tried to clear all the nasty images of that big black cock being fisted by the big man. 

'Why do I keep thinking such nasty thoughts, wondering what it would be like to have sex with another man .............................a virtual stranger ..............a black man ..............................a very big black man!  Why am I imagining that when I go home there will be that big black man in my bedroom ..................naked ...........................fisting that big jutting cock of his with his fist!  Why am I feeling so excited .....................wishing that it'll happen ......................want to ....................want him to have place his hand on the back of my head .......................force me to take his animal-sized cock into my mouth!' she shivered nervously. 

On the drive back home, Abigail convinced herself that she was just fantasizing about it all, that her imagination was getting the best of her and that her putting the key under the front doormat was just a matter of wishful thinking from her recent fantasies as she really didn't want to have any type of adulterous affair with another man, more so a big black man.

Turning into the driveway, Abigail bit her bottom lip in nervousness as the garage door raised up for her to drive in.  About to enter the door connecting to the kitchen, she hesitated and proceeded out of the garage to go around to front door.  Lifting up the doormat, Abigail chuckled to herself as there was the key to the front door, exactly where she had placed. 

Shaking her head and sighing with relief, she put the key into her purse and went back to enter the house through the garage, then pressed the remote button on the wall to close the garage door.  Abigail had to laugh to herself in having thought that a big black man would be waiting for her to return home ........................so she could suck his cock till it ejaculated in her mouth and sample another man's cock for the first time! 

'Wow, what's happening to me these days?  All I can think about is having sex with strange men ....................black men ...................something to break the monotony of dull unexciting sex with Zack over the past year or so!  I wonder if all couples go through this, when lovemaking is more of a routine and chore, where one wonders what it'd be like with someone else?'

Abigail wondered as she exited the kitchen, after leaving her purse on the counter, making her way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located while undoing the buttons to the front of her blouse.

Having fully convinced her of everything being just a fantasy, that her nasty thoughts had been a figment of her imagination, there was no hesitation as to entering her bedroom.  In fact, Abigail began chuckling about her fantasy as near the doorway, working open the third button down of her blouse as she turned the corner and stepped into the master bedroom.

"You've been keeping me waiting, Mrs. Wayland?" came the deep masculine voice that made Abigail freeze to the spot as she observed the very man whose image she had kept fantasizing about over the past few days. 

Heart pounding in her chest, her mind befuddled as she wondered if this was actually real or another figment of her imagination.  'Could this really be happening?  Am I really at home with this stranger in my bed ................................fisting his big black cock like in my dreams?' Abigail shuddered in disbelief. 

And then the man spoke once again, telling her "Don't let me interrupt what you were doing, Mrs. Wayland!  Please ...................continue ......................take your blouse off for me!  Take all your clothes off for me!" 

Fingers trembling, the third button was undone and her hands dropped down some to finger the fourth one, then Abigail was pulling the blouse from her skirt when that last button was undone.  A moment later, after the blouse had been completely unbuttoned, the garment slid off her shoulders and arm to lay strewn about on the bedroom carpet. 

All that took place in the Wayland's home would be transmitted to Dr. Trèsor's computer, which in turn would be broadcast to those in the BLACK HORSES organization who had subscribed to view the rape of this blond beauty.

Panting for breath, standing there partially undressed in her bedroom, it was if she was under the spell of this man who kept on pumping at the thick fleshy black shaft in his hand.  With her eyes focused on the pumping fist and pulsating cock in his hand, she had to obey the man commanding her to "Drop that skirts ya got on, Mrs. Wayland!" 

Reaching for the button of her pink skirt, undoing it, Abigail then let the garment fall to puddle around her white heels.  Reaching up behind her back to unhook the clip of her bra following the command of "Now the bra, sweetie!  Show them beautiful pink nipples ya got hidden under there!" 

"Okay, sweetie ........................lemme see the golden treasure under them panties!" she was then told, causing Abigail to slowly reach up and hook her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties.

"Now come on over here and suck my cock, ya hot little bitch!" she was told.

Trembling, Abigail nervously moved forward with her lacy white panties caught around her left heel.  Seconds later, just like in her fantasy, Abigail felt the large calloused hand at the back of her head pushing her down to gobble up the bastard's big black cock. 

An unexpected thrill coursed through her body upon hearing the man groan "Ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................................suck it, baby .................................suck ittttttt!"  But she was quite puzzled upon hearing him add "Ohhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh ....................................that pastor of yers sure went and make a talented cocksucker outta ya!" 

Minutes later, Abigail achieved the fantasy of sucking a black cock off in her mouth like in her dreams, but her fantasy had not included having all that thick mucus suddenly clogging her throat and with more goo filling her mouth with each throbbing lurch.  Forced to swallow or choke to death, Abigail was secretly glad for the strong hand at the back of her head keeping her pulling away from the spurting cock.

Her petite body lurching spasm-like as she struggled in getting down the gooey slime clogging her throat, Abigail was astounded at the vile sex act she had just performed on this unknown black man.  'My God, I ..................I took his 'thing' in my mouth .......................sucked him off .........................let him ejaculate his filth in my mouth ........................and I swallowed it all!' she realized. 

Suddenly Abigail found herself being pushed on over onto her back, her knees pushed back as the spikes of her heels dug into the thick bedspread, then her legs were being pushed wide.  "Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .............................................oooooooooooohhh ................................................ohhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddddddddd .........................................ohhhh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" Abigail squealed as the black bastard was returning the favor of going down on her sex.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out, reaching down with her hands, and now she was the one holding his head to keep him from pulling away. 

Blond hair whipping from side to side, Abigail felt as if she was being eaten alive, and the tip of the thick tongue swirling about her ultra-sensitive clit was driving her mad.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed out as a mind-shattering orgasm rocked her entire body like never before. 

For Abigail, this was just inconceivable as her body went into uncontrolled spasms, brought to an unbelievable orgasm from this man's hot wet mouth and flicking tongue.    

Her hypnotized stupor was one of drifting in and out of reality, purposely designed so by the devious evil woman pastor's wife, for she wanted Abigail to question herself on her own thoughts and even that of her own sanity.  So what had taken place in the Wayland's master bedroom over the past half hour was one that really seemed to be a fantasy of the pretty Mrs. Abigail Wayland. 

And that's all it seemed to Abigail as she ran her tongue over the roof of her mouth, wondering if a man's sperm could be so lumpy and salty upon its ejaculation.  Thick, lumpy and rather bland to the taste was what Abigail had concluded after having swallowed the contents that she had been swirling about in her mouth for the past minute or so.  

Swallowing down the contents in her mouth, Abigail shivered at the feel of the foreign substance making its way down into her empty belly, feeling as if a lake of thick goo was now beginning to form in her quivering stomach.  Swallowing, then shivering at the taste of male spend, Abigail just didn't know what she wanted more ...................................that of sucking in more hot cum or that of her stomach rebelling and vomiting it all out!

Now her hand was being grasped at the wrist, pulled down between her thighs and her fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around the thick fleshy bone that had obviously revived from the suck off she had recently performed upon it.

Instinctively Abigail began shucking at the thick boner that her fingers couldn't fully encircle, feeling it swell up even more from the pleasure being derived from her fisting, and then she was pulling it down to fit it to the entrance of her juicing slit. 

This is what she wanted, what she had been dreaming of constantly as of late, wanting to experiment in having sex with another man ....................a big black man!  That nagging itch was bothering her once again, even after just having just been eaten out to a mind blowing orgasm, causing Abigail to pant out "Please ................................put it in ....................................put it in .............................fuck me ..............................fuck me with it!"

"What's 'it', Mrs. Wayland .......................what's 'it'?" she was tauntingly asked.

"Your ..........................your penis .........................your big black cock!" she stammered out.  Trying to arch up and pull the thick cock further to penetrate her, the big man bent over to lick at her earlobe and then was whispering something into her ear.

After whispering those magic words supplied to him from the old man running the BLACK HORSES organization, J. P. Couriol hoped that what he was informed of would certainly work, or he'd be really pissed after having shelled out thirty grand for win this beautiful blond bitch. 

She sure as hell had given him a fantastic blowjob, got herself hotter than hell when he ate her out good, but that was all due to the hypnotic spell that controlled her actions.  Now the time had come for the main event, as those whispered words into her ear was supposed to snap her out of her hypnotic stupor. 

Just prior to whispering those words to the succulent beauty, J. P. had gotten himself ready by pinning her left hand by the wrist above her head, and hand wrapped his free hand around her manicured fingers encircling his cock.

Seeing her blink her baby blue eyes several times as if waking up from a deep sleep, J. P. smiled when she looked up at him and the horror showed on her face.  Then he had forcibly pinned her arm down to the bed and clamp his other hand down around hers to keep her from pulling away from his throbbing boner.

"Noooooo ...........................nooooooooooooooo .........................this can't be happening .......................................it's a dream ................................it's supposed to be just a dreammmmmmmmm!  Please .......................pleaseeeeeeeeeee ........................nooooooooooooo ...................................no, stop ..........................please, I don't want this ..............................this is some kinds of mistake ........................please don't rape me!" the terrified beauty sobbed out in horror as reality had set back into her mind.

"But Mrs. Wayland, if'n ya didn't want this .........................why'd ya go and leave the key to the front door under the mat fer me, huh?" the big man atop of her asked. 

"No ..........................no .....................it ......................it was a fantasy .............................just a fantasy!" Abigail stammered out, blinking her eyes rapidly as she tried to wake herself up from this nightmarish dream. 

"Was it just a fantasy in giving me that fantastic blowjob?  How about the tasty of my cum in yer talented cock sucking mouth, huh?" came the man's taunting.

Moving her tongue about in her mouth, feeling the remnants of the slimy goo and the salty taste that it had, Abigail then realized 'It's wasn't a dream ......................wasn't a fantasy ..............................I actually put my mouth on his 'thing' .....................sucked it till ..........................till it ejaculated in my mouth!  And ........................and I swallowed all the filth down ....................actually ate it all!'  Coming to that realization, Abigail felt her stomach turn as she shuddered in revulsion and disgust. 

As the fat blunt fleshy bone bumped up against her sex, Abigail panicked "Please ........................please .........................don't ......................don't .........................you're not wearing anything!  Please ....................oh, pleaseeeeeeeee .....................don't ............................you'll get me pregnant!  Please .......................I can't have your baby .................................I don't want your baby!"

  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed out as her tightened fist around the center of the massive dong was unable to keep the bastard from spearing the jutting portion beyond her fist into her. 

"Oh, Goddddddddddd ...................................it's too bigggggggggggggg ..................................you're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeeee ........................................owwwwwwwwww ..................................owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" she cried out as the bastard pulled her hand away and shoved a good seven inches of the raping spear into her, penetrating Abigail deeper than her husband had ever gotten.

Having released his other hand on her wrist so he could grasp her trim hips, the sobbing beauty now had both her hands up at his shoulders as she tried to push him off, but she was no match for his strength and heavy body weight.

  "Eieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the beauty's screech as rammed up another three full inches into virgin territory, stretching the recesses of her tight little cunny for the very first time. 

Loving it, J. P. thrust hard again to send another one inch plus, getting her to emit a loud "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" 

Another thrust, another inch, getting to hear her whine "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" 

One more time, another full inch, this time she whine "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...........................stop .........................stopppppppppppppp!" 

And once again he thrust his dick forward, another inch, another whining "You're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the final screech as J. P. finally buried his dong up to the hilt, loving the music from the sobbing blond beauty. 

Then he taunted her with "What's the matter, Mrs. Wayland?  Didn't quite imagine it this way in yer fantasy?  Didn't expect to feel it this way with a big black cock shoved up yer tight little cunny?  Ya got yerself a real cock up yer cunny now ...................a man's cock ......................not that little toy yer hubby's got between his legs!  And now yer gonna git to learn what fucking is all about, Mrs. Wayland!"

"Pleaseeeee ...................ooohhh, please stop .........................I don't want this .........................I don't want to have sex with you!" came the beauty's plea, to which J. P. laughingly responded

"Don't go giving me that bullshit ............................not after ya went and left the key out front fer me!"

"Please ......................please .......................this is not supposed to be happening!  It's all a mistake!  It ......................it's supposed to be ..................just a dream .....................a fantasy!  Please .....................please stop .................please, I don't want this!" Abigail sobbed out, but her body betrayed her as her trim legs wrapped themselves around the bastard's big black ass as he began to shag her with his animal cock.

"Ahhhhh .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God!" she panted out with each plunge and withdrawal of the thick log being fucked in and out of her now stretched pussy. 

'Oh, God ..............it'd have been more merciful if someone shoved the thick end of a softball bat up into me!' Abigail thought, recalling how the gals on her college softball team used to tease one another of getting a big cock shoved up her cunny, with one gal having referred to a well-endowed black stud who had a cock as thick as the fat end of one of their bats. 

Abigail began to wonder if it had been the old memories from her college days with the gals on the softball team that had sprung up her recent fantasies of getting fucked by a big black stud.  One thing that Abigail learned for certain was that the myth about black men being well-endowed was not a myth at all. 

Though not wanting this to be actually happening, her cunny betrayed her as it began squeezing upon the big dick as it sliced up into her slick slit.  Never had she juiced so much, another sign of her body betraying her, for it was just her mental state of anguish that was now sane and her desire to not copulate with this black man whom she had been fantasizing about.

Hands no longer trying to push him away but now clasping onto his broad muscular shoulders, Abigail moan "Ohhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

This was certainly not what her dreams had entailed, nor what she had fantasized about, for this man's cock was so much bigger ....................a far more painful experience..................than she ever dreamed as the bastard continued to fuck his big black cock in and out of her ravaged slit. 

This was not lovemaking between two consenting adults ......................................this was the vile rape of her body as her attacker would take no for an answer .............................even if she supposedly had left him the key to her front door!  Abigail dreaded the thought but knew that she would have to put off any lovemaking attempts by her husband upon his return home, for he would certainly be able to detect that her cunny had been stretched out as never before. 

'Oh, God ...........................he's twice as thick ..............................twice the length plus some ..............................the size of a horse .............................oh, Goddddddddddddddddd!' Abigail shuddered in despair.  In her dreams and fantasies over the past week, having a big black cock fucking in her too tight cunny had been both pleasurable and exciting, but now the real thing was causing her so much pain, agony, and humiliation! 

Abigail felt as if the world had come crashing down upon her, for here she was in the bed that she shared with her husband, but now a big black stranger was atop of her .......................fucking her!

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..........................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!" Abigail moaned through gritted teeth, desperately trying to refrain from screaming out from the unwanted pleasure being derived from this unwanted fuck.  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she shuddered as an unwanted orgasm rocked her body. 

"Noooooooooooo ........................................noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Abigail screamed out when the bastard's cock belched and began ejaculating his hot potent seed far up in her fertile womb. 

"Oh, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo .................................nooooooooooooooooooooooo!" she sobbed in defeat as hot acid-like roe flooded her, filling every nook and cranny of her cunny. 

With the spent bastard collapsing down upon her, Abigail desperately tried to push his heavy body off her, needing to rush to the bathroom to douche out the filthy semen that he had spurted into her.  "Please ...................please ...................you need to get off ............................I need to go to the bathroom .........................you didn't wear anything!" she panted out. 

To her dismay, the bastard held her tight to him, then deliberately twitched his still thick cock in her as he laughed "No, ya ain't gonna douche out my baby batter, sugar! Ya expected me to wear a fuck'n rubber?  Ya leave a key fer a strange black man to git into yer house, to fuck ya, and put on a fuck'n rubber .....................to protect ya from gitting pregnant?  Shit, I's gonna knock ya up good, ya dumb bitch ............................ya told me yer hubby and kid ain't coming back till Saturday afternoon .................................yer all mine till then .........................ain't no way ya gonna git to douche all that cum out!"

'I told him I'd be leaving the key under the front doormat?  That no one else would be home till late Saturday?  That I was all his for six days?  My God, what did I do ...........................this can't be true ..........................I couldn't have done all that ............................it's not a fantasy any more ..................this is a nightmare!' Abigail shuddered as she was forced to lay there upon the bed, pinned by the heavy brute atop of her.  

Feeling a twitch in her cunny, Abigail sucked in her breath when the second twitch occurred, for she then realized that 'He's getting hard again!  Oh, God ...................it's getting bigger!  Don't tell me he's going to want to have sex with me again!'  This was a first for Abigail, as never before would she and Zack have sex twice in such a short time period, with the most frequent period between their lovemaking being late night before going to sleep and then when then got up early that next morning. 

"Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh eep...................................ohh, noooooooooo ....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she panted out as the thick cock began slicing in and out of her slick channel. 

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................Goddddddddddd ...............................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd ...........................................................................oooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Abigail squealed minutes later as the bastard had taken her right over the edge to a mind-shattering climax, at which time he proceeded to dump another hot load of his sticky seed up in her fertile womb. Now, with her cunny filled to the brim after the bloated fuck stick, the thick goo was then forced out on each backstroke of the pumping action.

Two hours later, the heavy weight of the big black brute finally eased off of her petite body, allowing Abigail to finally get a full breath of air.  The loud 'pop' made Abigail grimace as her body trembled, feeling so disgraced and soiled as she felt the thick flow of his goodies oozing out of her raped slit to flow down the crack of her ass on soak into the bed sheets. 

Now overflowing out of her well-fucked cunt was three full loads of thick cum from the black bastard, for he had not fully withdrawn between any of their three fuck sessions, putting Abigail in total disbelief that a man could keep getting his 'thing' up again for more sex. 

She shivered when the bastard patted her ass and told her "I sure as hell am hungry after that, sweetie!  How about cooking up them steaks ya bought fer our dinner tonight?" 

'Steaks that I bought for dinner tonight?  What's he talking about?' Abigail quizzed herself. 

First denied the opportunity to put on her clothing, Abigail pleaded "Please ..............................I'm dripping!  It'll ..........be difficult to clean up later!" 

Panties, a pair of shorts, and an unbuttoned blouse were what she was allowed to put on as the black bastard followed her to the kitchen with him wearing just a pair of jockeys. 

Opening the refrigerator door, Abigail was in total disbelief in seeing two steaks on the second shelf.  Getting the steaks out and going over to the sink, Abigail was even more puzzled to see a grocery receipt with her name on it, very typical of other receipts she got after shopping at that nearby supermarket. 

The time stamp showed that the purchase was made that afternoon and the contents of the purchase were the two steaks that now on the counter.

All this had been instructed by the phone call she had received from Dr. Trèsor the day before, a phone call that she didn't remember due to the hypnotic suggestion implanted in her mind, whereby she went that afternoon for the steaks and didn't have any recollection of it happening. 

'I must be going out of my mind!' Abigail told herself, thinking 'Maybe I should see a psychiatrist!'  It was all surreal to Abigail, serving a steak dinner to this stranger, whom she had sex with earlier, all while he sat in the chair where Jack sat each night. 

Dinner over and taking the dishes to the sink, returning to the table with a fresh cocktail that had been requested of her, then Abigail did as he requested of her .....................sitting up on the table where her husband ate his dinner each night, so she could serve this stranger his dessert for the night! 

Sopping wet panties pulled on down, Abigail sucked in her breath as the crude bastard proceeded on eating her as his dessert, and she began creaming in his mouth as soon as contact was made with her clit.  A moment later, pulled to the edge of the table, Abigail gasped as the bastard stuck his cock in her for a fourth time ........................now intent of fucking her right where her husband had his dinner each night! 

"Oh, God .........................oh, God ...............................oh, my Godddd!" she panted, wondering 'How can he keep getting it up?  He's insatiable!'  Another unbelievable fuck session ensued, culminating with a puddle of their co-mingled fuck juices on the dining room table.               

Seeing that it was nearing 9 p.m., J. P. knew that hubby would be calling home to tell his beautiful wife that he had arrived safely, as such details had been relayed while hypnotism in her marital research session with Dr. Trèsor.

Taking the cordless phone from the kitchen, he then asked the blond beauty where her husband sat each night when they watched television together.  Seated in the comfortable recliner, and then pulled her to sit on his lap as the television came on. 

Sliding his hand up under the loose front of her unbuttoned blouse, he cupped her perfectly shaped titties and thumbed her budding pink nipples, and soon had the beautiful bitch moaning.  Getting her panties down over her trim hips, J. P. smiled as she kicked it off from her toes, and then had her lift her butt up so he could get his jockeys off.

After fucking her thoroughly four times since she arrived home, the bitch was no longer putting up any resistance, but he wondered if that would last when the phone rang.  Now 8:55 p.m., with his stiff cock being straddled by the petite beauty, he told her "Lift up, sweetie ..................a bit more ...............yeah, right there!" 

His arm around her waist, J. P. pulled her on down onto his jutting cock, laughing as the startled bitch wailed "Ohhh, Godddddded  .....................not again ........................I'm still soreeeeeeeee!  Ohhhhhhh ......................ohhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Hands on her trim waist, J. P. then pushed her up some eight inches or so before releasing his hold, and loved the sound of her whimpering as she slid back down upon his fleshy prong.

Five full minutes of fucking in this manner had the once faithful wife nearly delirious as she obviously never had been fucked in such a manner, nor so many times in just over a five hour period.  And when the phone rang right at 9 o'clock, the frightened bitch froze on his dong, and then desperately tried to get off his fuck stick.  "My husband .....................my husband's calling!  He ..................he'll worry if I don't answer!"

  "Here ya go Mrs. Wayland; I's brought the cordless from the kitchen fer ya!" J. P. replied, keeping his arm tightly around her waist to keep from getting off. 

"I ...............I can't talk to him like this ..................not ................not with your 'thing' in me!" she panted out to him. 

"Sure ya can .......................here, talk to yer hubby while we's fuck!" J. P. advised as he pressed the 'answer' button and handed it to her. 

He wanted to laugh aloud upon hearing her stammer out "H ..............hi honey,  sorry to take so long to get to the phone!  I ...............I lost track of the time and was taking the laundry out of the dryer!" 

Pushing her up once again, he could visibly see her shiver as she slid back down on his jutting boner.  Pushing her up once again, loving it as she slid down his cock, then he pushed her on up again.  For just over five minutes the phone conversation lasted, and the beauty was obviously trying to end the conversation as she was nearing an orgasm for she told her husband "I ..................I better go and finish getting the laundry out of the dryer before the clothes get wrinkled!" 

Knowing that the conversation would soon come to an end, J. P. kept his hands on her waist and began pulling her back down as well as to push her back up, faster and faster so he was humping her good.  And his timing was just perfect, popping his load up in her just as she told her hubby "Bye, honey ...............................I love you!" 

Phone hung up and dropped to the floor, the beautiful bitch began sobbing in humiliation, feeling like a whore for what had just taken place while talking to her husband on the phone.

Lifted by the bastard's strong muscular arms, Abigail felt so humiliated as he carried her with legs spread wide the thick black cock still embedded deep in her.  Into the master bedroom, Abigail fell onto her bed with her black lover on top of her, still in her and now shoving it all the way back up her cunny. 

That's how they bedded down for the night, waking once for another go round before going back to sleep.  First to wake that morning, Abigail looked down to see the muscular black arm around her waist, then squeezed her cunny to find that he still had his big thick 'thing' in her. 

'Oh, God ...................what can I do .........................he's planning on having sex with me for the next five days!  I can't go to the police ...............................claiming that he forced me ........................raped me ..............................not with them learning that I actually left the key under the front doormat so he could get in while I took Zack to the airport!  How stupid will that sound?  Certainly they won't believe me if I claim I don't know who he is, that I didn't want to have sex with him, that it was just a fantasy playing in my mind!  This is certainly not the best time of the month for me either!  And what do I do if he impregnates me?' she wondered.

Upon squeezing her cunny instinctively once again, Abigail sucked in her breath as the cock responded with a twitch.  'Oh, God ...................why did I go and do that?' she shivered as her right titty was grasped and fondled as the thick cock pushed up deep into her to signal that another fuck session was about to commence.

It was just after making lunch for J. P., who's name she learned on Wednesday morning, that her guest departed but only after Abigail was introduced into the art of '69'ing on the sofa. 

With her husband taking a cab home from the airport and the scout master dropping her off near dinner time, that gave her four hours or so to change the sheets and tidy up the house, with the cleaning emphasis being put on all the places where J. P. had fucked her. 

With great pains, Abigail made sure to clean up the cum stains on the dining room table where her husband ate his dinner every night, along with his desk upon which J. P. had pushed her over onto and fucked her from the rear.

Looking at the sofa in the living room, Abigail knew she'd have to inspect the cushions carefully as J. P. had fucked her and ejaculated huge loads of cum in her three separate times during the all week, and that didn't include the time he pushed her over the back of the sofa where he buggared her. 

She remembered the shock and pain of it all when he shoved his donkey-sized cock up into her rear-end, causing her to let out a shrilling shriek of pain, and still her ass smarted from being sodomized more than twenty-four hours earlier. 

Hours later, thinking that everything was spic and span, Abigail breathed a sigh of relief and was about to wash the bed sheets when she noticed a trail of white spots on the wooden floor leading to the hallway bathroom.

"Oh, myyyyyy, God!" Abigail shuddered, recalling the one time she was leaking like a sieve after a fuck session on the living sofa, after which she hurriedly tried to get to the bathroom with her hand cupping her drooling pussy. 

Obviously she had not captured all of the dripping spunk in her hand as there were a half dozen dried cum spots clearly visible on the wooden floor. 

Checking the kitchen counter, Abigail swallowed deeply upon seeing a business card left by J. P. Couriol, on the back of which was written 'Call me when you want more black lov'n, Mrs. Wayland!'.

The first in comeback was her husband Zack very tired; and one a half our later her child Tim very enthusiastic with the camping experience. Abigail only wait that Zack don't have sexually demands that night because she was so sore yet. Fortunately for Abigail her husband only wishes sleep.

Abigail desperate not did know what to do and where to go thought of Dr. Angeline Trèsor and went to her office without an appointment. Abigail back at the office of Dr. Trèsor, her arm around the sniffling and distraught beauty, playing the role of the ‘understanding' Pastor's wife and marriage counselor, she reached over to take her left hand in her while telling her "Tell all about it Abby!  You should not bottle anything up inside!  You need to confide in me, give me all the details as that will allow me to assist you best and also serve to lift the burden from your shoulders!"

Thanking Dr. Angeline Trèsor for her reassurance, Abigail was so grateful for her advice and thankful that she had been wise enough to seek her counsel.  She could not believe that her marriage counselor could be so understanding, sitting next to her and putting an arm around her, pulling her to her to let her cry on her shoulder. 

Little did she suspect that her kind pastor's wife had been the instrument of her downfall, as a mere means of her revenge, she had virtually pimped her out to hurt the pride of white men debasing their wives, girlfriends and daughters humiliating to the public, leaving them as weak and pathetic pecker boys with tiny penises. 

As the beauty started to blurt out her story, Angeline Trèsor got to pleasure of looking down up the wedding band that she was casually fingering at the time, waiting for the lovely Abigail get to the portion of her being in her master room when she felts the hand of virtual stranger at the back of her head pushing her down to gobble up the bastard's big black cock.

Next week later in another hypnotic session Dr. Angeline Trèsor had deeply hypnotized Abigail who was questioned "How many times did J.P. fuck your tight little pussy that all entire week, sweetie?" 

After a bit of a pause as her mind reflected back "Twenty eight! Five times on Monday thru Friday! And three times on Saturday the last day!"

"Did J.P. use a condom at all?" 

"No, never!"

"Did he sodomize you?" 

"Yes!"

 "How many times?" 

"Three!"

"Did you suck off his big black cock?" 

"Yes!"

"How many times did you suck off J.P.?" 

"Seven!"   

"Did you ass to mouth the big black cock of J.P.?

Abigail made a gesture puzzled, noting that she unknown the term.

"Did you suck off him immediately after that he sodomize you?"

"Yes" said Abigail couldn't help shiver of repulsion. She said "twice, the first on the Wednesday afternoon and then the Saturday just before he departed"

"Tell me more, honey" said Dr. Trèsor unable to hide her enthusiasm.

"What else you want me to tell you?" said Abigail something missed by curiosity manifested by Dr. Trèsor in something as disgusting as that.

"Were you anal virgin in that moment, don't you?"

"Yes, I was" replied the beauty blonde.

She was forced to recall and recreate the pain and anguish of that traumatic experience when the black bastard ordered her "Clean it, bitch". She obeyed and clearly felt her own juices and the juices of the giant black mixed and also recognized a strong smell and flavor from her anus.

But she recalled with more disgust her second and last experience as she clearly felt something more dense and solid. She had vomited but for the big hands of the black man who held her tightly to prevent that she escapes.

Worse, she soon realized that the black would ejaculate, and desperately tried to escape but forced to swallow or choke to death, Abigail was secretly glad for the strong hand at the back of her head keeping her pulling away from the spurting cock.

"It was really disgusting but I can‘t deny that having swallowed all that nasty goo prevented vomit on the floor of her bedroom" said Abigail.

 "Are you worried that J.P. knocked you up?" 

"Yes! I'm very nervous about it!"   

"When will you know?" 

"In three weeks!" 

"You will have Zack put on a condom when you have sex, won't you?" 

"Yes!"

"Are you willing to repeat the experience?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

"Of curse of not", Abigail said briskly.

"Come on, honey, tell me the truth. How many times did you orgasm with the black man fuck you?"

"All. More than I can count" said Abigail concert blush on her face.

"So?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

"I'm a married woman" said the beauty blonde. "I can‘t, I must not"

"Are you worried that you can fall back into the arms of J.P. or other black stallions?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

"I hope not but ....................but I probably will ..................it's so wicked and so exciting that it's all I can think about these days ..........................a big black cock!  These days, whenever I see a big black guy, I start creaming in my panties!" replied Abigail.

Asked for more details about that fateful week, Abigail said "this black man fucks me furiously as if he wanted to hurt me and harm me but at the same time the passion and desire that he feels for me while he fucked me make me feels so good, so beautiful and desirable".

"Even this man left a business card for I called him when I wanted more of black loving" said Abigail.

"And you going to call him?" questioned Dr. Trèsor.

"Of course not" answered Abigail annoyed.

During that week, Abigail feared that her husband would surely notice the difference if they made love, thus wanted as much time to lapse in order for her body to return to normal for she thought 'With this black man twice the size of Zack, my leg muscles and cunny were surely stretched so much time is needed to return to normal!' 

Thus, a headache that second night back and then the supposedly start of her period bought her that time, using her fist to bring her husband off one time to give him some relief.  But just two days after having cheated on her husband, Abigail was once again going through about the events of this week with J.P., licking her lips remembering the times that the black stallion makes her swallow all his cum. For some reason, memories are now positive, she is proud of her performance. ‘Wow, I was able to keep that entire huge ‘thing' in my pussy. Abby you're amazing'.

Two months later, Abigail has sex regularly with her husband Zack again, but now she compared unfavorably Zack's sexual performance regarding J.P. "Not even five minutes' thought Abigail.  

Before the week lived closeted with the black giant, she would not have noticed but now had to be compared. The result was overwhelming. 'My God, how long I bear this'.

That night Abigail accompanies her husband to a meeting in a luxury hotel. She was presented with the other wives of the associates. Talking with the wives of Zack's associates nearby two hours; amid the conversation Abigail was surprised when one of them, the oldest woman, and the only black woman in the group said jokingly "Ladies, you have not had sex until you do with a nigger. I know what I'm talking you".  

All the ladies laughed at her comment except Abigail. The old black woman noted. She said too "I spend every day on my yacht ‘The Dark Reign'. I suspect that our lives are boring, with lots of free time; maybe we should meet more often to chat just like tonight".  

After the meeting, Mrs. Wilson farewell Abigail with a kiss on each cheek whispering in her ear "I hope tomorrow in my yacht, I want you to tell me about your dark secret. Be there."  

When Abigail and Zack Wayland, left the hotel, one petite employee handed her a note "read it and throw it away" said to her. ‘Tomorrow, 10AM. Pier 35. Be punctual'.   

Rhonda Wilson, 60 y. o., 5'3", crow black hair, with a slim figure and Southern charm, came from her native Georgia to northern California nearly 30 years ago. She married with George Edward Wilson 35 years ago and bears three sons George 45, and Marc Antoine 37 and Edward 31.

Abigail as president of the Women`s League needed the support of major sponsors for the upcoming auction on behalf of children of minorities. Mrs. Rhonda Wilson She said that George her oldest son could help her with the appropriate place for the event. Rhonda contacted with him and they were to meet Friday night "when my husband is away for a business trip".

Near 7 a.m. that next Saturday morning, getting home much later than planned after having attended the annual Women's League fundraiser to benefit the high school and scholarship program, Abigail trembled with nervousness as she made her way to the master bathroom. Nipples raw and swollen from the avid sucking and chewing upon them, the crotch of her panties glued to her matted pubic hairs, she reached for a potent douche in the cabinet. 

Already pregnant with her unwanted black lover's baby, the slime in her could do no damage that way, but she desperately wanted to cleanse herself of the filth ejaculated up in her by the devious black bastard. She had known George Wilson, an alumni and former athlete for the high school who had done well for himself in construction and real estate. 

She had met him just yesterday in the noon, thought he was quite reputable and he had never made a pass at her, until that evening at the Regency Hotel where the auction was held. Abigail had been the one to contact him by phone and she was even surprised when he offered to host the event for them at the plush hotel that he owned as part of his donation to event.  Not only had that but Mr. Wilson indicated he'd donate stays at various hotels that he owned around the state. 

When things were being set up in the ballroom and Abigail was walking about to check on things, she had greeted Mr. Wilson with a hand shake, then when asked she unwittingly revealed that her husband was out of town on a business trip and thus making it known that she was not being expected back at any particular time.

This night was something that George Wilson had been looking forward to for quite some time, from the day the beautiful Mrs. had contacted him about the auction, and it had been no coincidence that Zack Wayland couldn't make the event due to an out of town business meeting. 

Having met Zack Wayland previously, knowing that he was part owner of an architectural firm, George had the guy he put in charge of building a resort along the coast to insist on meeting that particular weekend to go over the site and discuss various aspects of the project before the blueprints were to be drawn up. This is what Mr. George Wilson had initially planned on making this happen at last year's silent auction.

As Mr. Wilson was pointing out the displays of the hotel stays being offered, there were nice pictures of each building and also of pictures to depict the interior of the hotel rooms, one being a stay at the Regency itself.  Abigail knew the man had done well for himself but didn't realize that he owned so many others. 

And when he indicated that he had one more location to show her, Mr. Wilson advised that "It's an upscale motel that's really good if you have an early morning flight out and don't want to make the long drive to the airport!  Really convenient as the shuttle begins at 4 a.m. and goes through midnight!  You've heard of the Airport Meridian Motel, haven't you?" 

'The Meridian Motel!  He owns the Meridian too!' Abigail swallowed as her stomach turned, unable to respond to the last question that had been posed to her. "I am the owner of this motel. I won it from his previous owner in a game of Poker. Do you know J.P. Couriol?"

"I try to employ as many of the kids from high school here at Emerson, especially those trying to help their families out!" Mr. Wilson advised, causing Abigail's stomach to turn upon hearing J.P. Couriol's name being mentioned, him being the black man that had raped her, fucked her up months ago.  She watched as Mr. Wilson picked up the photo display, then was asked "Don't you think the room looks nice considering it's an airport motel?  Do you think a mirror nearby so a woman could sit on the bed on apply her make up without needing a compact?"  "Oh gee, I wouldn't know, I'd need to actually see the room set-up!" she replied.     

With Mr. Wilson holding his cellphone in his palm that showed a photograph on the screen, and when he was brought up higher for her to see it, Abigail gasped in horror as it was a picture of her sitting on the bed applying of lipstick as she a compact mirror before her. Glancing at the photo on the cellphone, everything in the background was identical to the one that featured her putting on her lipstick. 

'That dress ...........................it's the one I wore that first time when I went to talk to black bastard.............................the one I was wearing when he fuck me in my master room!' Abigail recalled.

Then recalled having sat down on the bed to redo her make-up ..........................first wiping up the remnants of what had been smeared over her lips ......................................smeared badly from having sucked off the black's throbbing cock.  It was a dress that she had never again worn after that event, one that now hung at the far end of her walk-in closet. 

Then Mr. Wilson was advancing the screen to the next photograph, one showing the black man pinning her up against the wall and kissing her intimately. Another photo, this one with her dress down and lacy white bra pulled aside, with her on her knees suck the black man cock for very first time.

"Would you like to see more, Mrs. Wayland?  I could always substitute them for what's currently up on the poster!  It'd show everyone here just how much you enjoyed with your guest, especially black men guest!" Abigail was told. 

"No!  Please .........................please .........................I'll pay you for those pictures!  How much do you want for them?" she stammered out in fear. 

The real price was then announced by Mr. Wilson as he told her "Oh, I can't bear part to with them .........................and especially the videos!  Besides, I have more money than I know what to do with!  Rest assured that no one will see them .......................................I just wanna sample what that lucky bastard J.P. got!  Tonight, right after the auction is over ...................................I'll personally give you a tour of the penthouse upstairs!"  

Trembling with nervousness throughout the entire evening, Abigail couldn't eat her meal, feeling nauseous at the thought of going to bed with the devious black bastard.  Yes, she needed and craved sex with other men ... but she had never thought slept with a black man again...................another vile black man!  'But what choice do I have?'

Abigail wondered, thinking 'My God, if it gets out, it'll destroy my family .........................marriage ......................my husband will never speak to me ever again! Possibly he forbade me to see our son! How can I blame him .............................letting his rival seduce me!  My marriage will certainly end and it's my entire fault!' 

Abigail realized that there was no other way out for her, that she had do his bidding, and the devious Mr. Wilson had made it quite clear what he was wanting from her once they got up to the penthouse ............................that she'd have to spread her legs for the black bastard!  But she knew that it was something she'd have to do in order to preserve her marriage and family.

With the program to begin after the elegant dinner planned for the event, Abigail felt sick to her stomach as she was to go up to the podium to begin the festivities, to welcome everyone and also to introduce Mr. Wilson who was to give a small speech as he was donating the use of the Regency Ballroom and basically hosting the event.

After finishing her drink, steadying her nerves some dressed in an elegant yellow dress and white heels Abigail then proceeded up to the podium to start the program.  After welcoming everyone to the event, her heart thumped in her chest as she swallowed deeply, then Abigail did what she needed to do in thanking Mr. Wilson for his generosity and asking him to come up to the podium to say a few words. 

As the bastard got up from the table he was seated at an approached the podium with his hand extend to shake hers, there was no way that Abigail could avoid extending her hand to avoid the handshake in front of the large crowd, and so she swallowed deeply to shake the bastard's hand. 

But then the bastard held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go as he got to the podium and announcing before the crowd "No, stay up here with me, Mrs. Wayland!  I want tell everyone here just how instrumental you've been in making this year's silent auction that is surely to surpass the funds raised for the high school scholarship program!"

Forced to stay up there, standing right next to the bastard, who had let go of holding hand but was now using it to fondle her ass as he spoke into the microphone.  Gritting her teeth, Abigail forced herself to smile through it all as the bastard was grabbing a feel in advance of his giving her a tour of the penthouse.

Auction just over and with Mr. Wilson approaching her, Abigail trembled with fear that people would see her entering the elevator with him, thus felt relieved when he proposed that they get a drink at the bar in the restaurant next door.  Saying goodbye to several couples as they were about to enter the restaurant, she was grateful for Mr. Wilson saying goodbye to them also while adding "Mrs. Wayland here is already working on next year's auction!  I'm afraid to hear what she's got in mind to hit me up!" 

That had gotten a laugh from those departing and also had served to give an excuse for her entering the bar with this big donor.  Seated in a booth, one already specifically reserved for the owner of the hotel, they were out of sight of any other patrons in the far corner booth. 

"Aren't you going to thank me for what I did out there, giving the perfect cover for you to be joining me in here rather than them seeing us enter the elevator together?" she was asked. 

Abigail swallowed then utter out "Thank you!" 

But that 'thank you' was not enough as the bastard grasped her wrist and pulled hand down towards him, then rubbed her fingers over the bulge in his trousers and told "You can thank me this way!" 

Some fumbling under the table and then Abigail was being told to "Put your pretty hand inside!" 

Blinking back the tears, she then did as demanded, uttering gasp of surprise when her fingers immediately came into contact with his sticky tube flesh than as the bastard had not worn any undergarment.  Fisting the sticky black cock that she had been ordered to pull out of his pants, but that was apparently still not enough of a 'thank you' for the black bastard as he put a hand behind her neck and was pulling head down beneath the table top.

Humiliated beyond belief even though no other patrons in the bar or restaurant could see them in the booth nor was she was doing beneath the table, Abigail could not believe what the bastard was demanding of her in a public place.  Shuddering as the bloated cockhead pushed on down into her throat, Abigail realized that this was the thickest and  longest cock she had ever mouthed, far bigger than that of her previous lover, and the bastard was now arching up from his seat to feed her the last inch.  With her head held steady at the back of her neck, the bastard began fucking her face by sliding a couple of inches in and out of her gagging throat, then Abigail realized that the filthy bastard was going to ejaculated down her throat before letting her up from his lap.

"Ohhhh, yeah, sweetie .............................suck it!  Suck it!" she heard him groan. 

But just a second later, Abigail heard glasses being placed down upon the tabletop with a male's voice advising "Here are the drinks you ordered, Mr. Wilson!  Is there anything else I can get for you right now?" 

"Yes, Marcus ..........................another napkin, please ...............................my guest is going to need an extra one soon .........................take your time, in five minutes or so!" she heard him reply. 

'The fucking bastard must have signaled the bartender to send over a new round of drinks, deliberately doing so to embarrass her when the waiter arrived with the drinks. 

From the waiter's vantage point while standing before the table and placing the drinks down onto the table, Abigail's heart sank as she knew full well that at least the left shoulder of her dress was visible and possible the back of her head, making it quite obvious as to what was taking place beneath the table. 

To her horror, Abigail realized that what the bastard told the waiter was intended on humiliating her further, that the bastard planned on ejaculating his semen into her mouth just before the waiter returned and in all probability be pulling her up to a sitting position to shame her before the returning waiter. 

This  young black 22 year old waiter, just four months with the restaurant but one whom Mr. Wilson took a liking to, would soon be working harder than ever after this evening ...................especially after that nice tip left by Mr. Wilson with a special note addressed to him that read 'Keep up the good work!  Win the employee of the month award and there'll be a special prize added .............a night with the beautiful woman seated right next to me!  Can't beat having a beautiful white bitch gulping down your black boner and swallow your hot cum!'     

The view from the penthouse suite was just a beautiful sight that took in the entire city, and also that of the master bedroom as it provided a marvelous view, but unfortunately Abigail could not take her eyes off the king-sized bed as she knew that she'd would soon be atop of it with her legs spread wide for the devious bastard. 

She cringed as the bastard caressed her left arm, feeling repulsed even after having sucked the bastard off, her stomach still queasy as the slimy spend had formed a warm lake in her belly.  Then her blackmailer sat upon the bed and leaned on back, telling her "Gimme a nice sexy strip tease, Mrs. Wayland!  Start by reaching up under your dress and peel off yer panties fer me!" 

Having won a golden pair of panties under her yellow dress, Abigail put her thumbs into the elastic waistband and began peeling the protective garment down over her trim hips, then let them fall onto her heels.  "Now step on out of your panties with your left foot and hook your panties around your right heel!  That's it!  Now lift your right leg up to me ................gimme yer panties!"

Right knee rose up high; foot kept straight so that her panties wouldn't slip off her heel, Abigail then delivered them to the devious bastard who just loved humiliating her.  She shuddered as the bastard eyed up her panties, then crooked his neck before moving his head forward to open his mouth and clamp his teeth upon the garment .................right onto the crotch of her panties! 

Next, she watched him mouthing the crotch band, getting the taste of her sex into his mouth as he was savoring the tasty flavor.  As the bastard got a sample taste of her through her panties, she did as told by unzipping the yellow dress she was wearing and soon the garment was puddled around her white heels.  Bra removed, Abigail stood before the admiring man with nothing on but her heels.  Moments later, still in only her heels, she had gotten up onto the foot of the bed and ordered to shuffle on up towards him. 

And now was kneeling upon the bed with her eyes closed and teeth gritted, shuddering as she fought to remain still as bastard mouthed her sex while lying upon the bed as she straddled his ebony face.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddddd .........................................oh, my Goddddddddddd  ...................................ahhhhhhhh ..................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh .........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she shivered as the bastard's long tongue wiggled up her snatch.

After the bitch collapsed forward, going face first onto a pillow, Mr. Wilson slipped out from under her juicy crotch and looked down upon the prone beauty.  Reaching up with his left hand, he caressed her soft beautiful ass and let his fingers trace their way down her trim sexy legs, hen peeled off the white heel on her left foot.  Then he removed her other heel before setting them down on the carpeting. 

Getting up off the bed, Mr. Wilson got off his shirt off and tossed it atop of his coat hanging on the shoulder of the armchair.  Kicking off his shoes, taking off his socks, he then undid his belt and front of his pants. Stepping out of his pants and jockeys, Mr. Wilson then shucked at his growing boner, and it was rock-solid in no time as he had been dreaming of this night for quite some time.  Grabbing her by the ankles, he pulled her down to the center of the bed, and then flipped her on over. Kneeling up on the bed, pushing her knees up and wide, he then shuffled forward to get into place.    

Eyes closed a the bastard's heavy black body settled upon her, Abigail spread her legs wide to let it happen, telling herself that she was going to merely lie there and let him have his pleasure. Gritting her teeth as she felt the bastard trying to fit his bloated cockhead into place, her eyes tearing some as she didn't want to have sex with this black bastard. 

"Ouchhhhhhhhh!" she yelped out in pain as the bastard deliberately shoved his thick boner into without getting her lubricated, knowing full well he'd be hurting her with his rough thrust into her dry cunny. 

The bastard kept his cock still till her juices surrounded it, waited till he felt her cunny squeezing around him, then a few five inch fuck strokes had Abigail panting out "Oh, Godddddd ...................................ohhhh, bastard .............................damn you .............................damn you ........................................damn you .............................bastard!" 

The horny fucker had her wanting it now, giving her the kind of fucking that she so craved, so different from the dull and boring love-making with her husband.  "Oh, God ........................................ooooohhhhhhhh ............................fuck me ..............................fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!" she panted out.   

Eyes closed, arching up and squeezing upon the thick cock sliding down her juicy chute, Abigail began soaring up high and soon to be skyrocketing into outer space.  Clutching at the bastard, trying to arch up onto his cock, Abigail became frantic as she panted out "What's wrong?  What's wrong?  Why are you stopping?" 

"Beg me; bitch ........................just like you did in your master room with that bastard of J.P. Couriol that you spread your legs for!"  

Shaking her head 'no' as she did not want to stoop that low, Abigail gritted her teeth, but it was a fight she would soon lose.  "Cock me; you bastard ................................cock meeeeeeeeee .......................................fuck me with that big black cock of yours!" Abigail cried out as she arched up, trying to get him to resume fucking her. 

And when he lifted up, withdrawing twelve full inches before slicing her pulsating slit with it once again, Abigail cried out "Yesssssssssssss ..................................oh, yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss ...................................cock me, you bastard ....................................cock meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssssssssss ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..........................................COCK meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

As the blackmailing bastard shagged at her, Abigail was frantic when he stopped again, and so she panted out "Cock me, you bastard .............................cock me ................cock me ......................cock meeeeeeeeeeeee!" 

"Beg me to knock you up, bitch!  Beg me if you want me to continue!" the bastard demanded of her. 

Gritting her teeth once again, only this time to keep from laughing out loud, Abigail knew that she was one up on the bastard.  And so, knowing full well that the fucking bastard couldn't get her knock up as she was already pregnant with 3 month by the other black bastard, Abigail hid her chuckle as she panted out "Do it, you bastard ......................................do it .............................knock me up with a little black bastard!  Fuck your little black bastard up in me!" 

Abigail got the fucking that she needed so badly, arching up high as the bastard buried his foot-long dong all the way up to the hilt, ejaculating its filthy scum in her already impregnated womb as she screamed out in ecstasy.  Best of all, even though having had to submit herself to the devious blackmailer, Abigail felt as if she had actually pulled a good one over the black bastard as his filthy scum could not do its nasty deed while making him think otherwise.

Although Abigail had gotten the fucking that she needed so badly, her getting up to leave at this point was out of the question, there was so such luck for her as the devious bastard intended of banging her throughout the entire night.  And bang her throughout the night he did, giving it to her fast and furious ....................and often! 

Taken from behind, riding the black stallion, then butt-fucked, and when dressed in the morning to make her way on home before picking up her child .......................the black bastard made her get down onto her knees, and with her mouth full of cock she looked at him as he told her "You had better dream up something to tell your hubby as to why you're you have a regular meeting you need to attend ......................shall we say every first and third Thursday, say from 6 to 10 in the evening!  That is, unless you want hubby to learn that you are a big black cock addict ..........................and that Mr. Couriol his rival was the one who got ya knocked up with his black baby!  Hell, hubby might jist be so pissed that he'll be the one whom demand a divorce leaving nothing to you!" 

Her humiliation was not over as yet, for the damned bastard pulled on out of her mouth just as his throbbing cock belched out its slimy goo right onto her face and down the front of her dress.

Two weeks later, after having prepped her husband about becoming active once again with her sorority group, Abigail was about going for her bi-monthly meeting at the Regency Hotel.  Only it was not for a sorority meeting she would be attending, but a meeting up in the penthouse to sate the lust of her devious blackmailer.  Such would continue for another four months, till her belly was quite swollen and she became afraid of having that heavy bastard lying upon her body and growing baby.  She was thankful that her blackmailer gave her a temporary reprieve, till three months after she gave birth, but then she would be back up in the penthouse of the Regency every other Thursday evening.

In the time of birth. Zack was not present because he had an urgent trip to sign a new contract that would give his company 3 thousand millions dollars and him a bonus of 7 million and half dollars; too tempting to pass up. Pastor Norton and his wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor took care of Mrs. Wayland, little Tim and the baby Zackary Jr.; when Zack returned by his triumphant trip, and saw the very first time at his second offspring he thought ‘Thanks God for love me'. If he knows it the true.

Dr. Trèsor, with the help of her husband Pastor Norton exchanges the black baby with a white baby born just two days before. The black baby was given to a black couple whose wife could not conceive, while the white baby was abandoned in a church in Hopland. Pastor Darcy, friend, colleague and accomplice of Pastor Norton in many sinful acts handed the baby. Soon Zack Wayland attended the office of Dr. Trèsor and it was quickly hypnotized, to be a father dumbfounded with Zack Jr.

Then Zack Wayland make a generous donation half million dollar to the sacred organization BLESSED HERD which actually it was the public name of the evil organization BLACK HORSES. In the meanwhile, Abigail was confirmed that she is a big black cock addicted and programmed to be later or sooner pregnant with a new black baby again.

When her visits to the penthouse recommenced, Abigail would find out that in a sense she was basically being pimped out by the black bastard, beginning with the anxious young waiter who had witnessed her that first time there at the restaurant when her head was pushed beneath the table top.  So wanting to get her as a bonus prize in winning 'employee of the month', Marcus was egged on by Mr. Wilson that he could be the first to welcome her back to the penthouse, and what a big welcome he gave her just minutes after her arrival up in the penthouse suite ....................his hot pent-up load that was stored up in his bloated black balls ................and he was quite pleased to see her swallow it all!  After got to eat out her pussy and tasting her sweet juices as she orgasm in his mouth, Marcus got her up on all fours so he could fuck her like a bitch in heat, loving it when the beautiful white wife panted out "Cock me, stud .............................cock meeeeeeee!  Fuck me with that big black cock of yours!"

Wild wicked and illicit sex was just so much of a turn-on for Abigail that she had become addicted to it, needing and craving any naughty sex, like a druggie in desperate need of a fix.  A disappointment came up with her husband told her that he had to head on a red-eye right on the night of their fifteen wed anniversary, but he did tell her he'd take her to the restaurant of her choice that evening and make it up to her when he got back. 

Upset that her husband would think of going on a busy trip on their 15th Anniversary, Abigail decided to take him up on the picking the expensive restaurant of her choice, made a reservation and told the receptionist "Can you seat us at a table that Marcus is serving!  Tell him we're celebrating our 15th Anniversary that evening!  Thank you!"

Trembling with nervousness at the thought of what she had just done, Abigail wondered as to whether or not she could do something that despicable ................................that of going back to the restaurant after dropping her husband off at the airport, waiting in the bar till Marcus got off work, then taking him home with her and letting him fuck her on the bed that she shared with her damned husband!  "That'll teach him to leave me all alone on the night of our 15th Anniversary!" she fumed.

For young Marcus Turner, this was some fantastic night, serving Mrs. Wayland and her cuckold husband on their 15th Anniversary dinner at the Regency and now hours later he was helping the beautiful wife celebrate her anniversary in quite an unusual way.  He knew that she was obviously pissed that her husband would abandon her on a big anniversary that she was getting even with him in a very vengeful way, for why else would she be spreading her trim sexy white legs for a black buck on her marital bed.  With her teenage daughter away a sleep-over at a friend's place and baby at the grandparent's for the night, he was staying for the night and intended on banging away at the beautiful little bitch. 

Her 15th Anniversary and Marcus was the one with the good fortune of having his big black cock up her snapping little pussy, begging him to "Cock me, stud ......................cock me with that big black cock!"  And to make sure this fuck session would be a memorable on, just as he was to ejaculate his hot cum in her fertile womb, Marcus panted out "Cumming, Mrs. Wayland ..........................gonna cum ..................ahhhhhh ......................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, Mrs. Wayland..........................cumminggggggggggg ..................................Happy 15th Anniversaryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy .................arghhhhhhhh ...............................aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

At the age of 25, just two weeks before married at this point, Alison just couldn't understand the change that had taken place within her over the past year, the last five weeks to be exact.  Exactly one year ago, she had been excitedly making wedding plans to be with her true love for the rest of life, looking forward to becoming Mrs. Alison Goodman. 

She had met Mitch Goodman in college and they had dated exclusively from their sophomore year, then he had proposed to her at graduation, to which she happily accepted.  It would be a yearlong plus engagement as both she and Mitch wanted to concentrate on their respective jobs for that first year, save up some money for the wedding and maybe enough to purchase a home, with the remaining at her parents' home while Mitch had a small apartment. 

Back then everything looked so rosy and bright for their future together, but now Alison couldn't put her finger as to what had inexplicably turned things 180 degrees on her outlook on life itself.  "Why?  What made me do such a thing?" were questions that Alison continuously asked of herself, to which she couldn't provide a logical answer. 

It certainly had not been Mitch as he was always loving and very trusting of her, quite understanding that her job as a medical equipment sales rep would require a couple short one-day out of town trips each month. 

From the time they had dated to their engagement, they had cuddled and petted some, but they never went all the way as Alison was determined to enter their marriage as a pure virgin. Alison's intent from when she was very young was to surrender her virginity to the man she married, doing so on their precious wedding day.

Weeks before the wedding Alison somehow stumbling upon a naughty website called interracialhookups.com, Alison couldn't help but to keep looking at all the black men in there, profiles describing these big muscular black men with all of them wanting to bed white women .....................many describing his desire to 'black'n' some white boy's trophy wife or girlfriend or to show a white bitch what fucking was all about.

She'd look at the photos of various black men, read what they liked about or wanted to do to white women, then Alison would imagine herself being with that man and having him do as he desired with her. Some of the comments made in the profiles were rather crude, as some examples read such as:

'Nothing better than having a beautiful white bitch down on her knees sucking my big black cock!'

'I luv hearing a white bitch scream when I's shove my cock up that tight little ass of hers!'

'Oh man ...................I just love seeing the fear in her eyes when she realized how big I am when I's stretching out that tight little pussy of hers!' 

'I's just love it when a bitch changes her mind because she's scared of taking my fat cock up her cunny!' 

And at the bottom of many a profile on the site, Alison would click on the link taking her to more photos provided of that member, photos that were much more explicit and definitely X-rated. 

Alison often found herself sucking in her breath at the sight of such photos, many of which were quite gross, like that of the bastard holding that humongous monstrosity in his hand ........................some jutting straight up in the air and some just hanging curved over his fist like a sausage!  Her mouth would water at those pictures, with Alison wondering 'Can I get my lips open wide enough for it to fit in my mouth?'

In scrolling through the many profiles of black men, Alison stopped at the sight of one man who was taking off his shirt, that of a Mr. Byron Burners.  From the photograph, Mr. Burners appeared to be in the mid-40, very well groomed and also quite handsome. 

So the natural question racing through Alison's at that moment was 'So why?  Why?' was all she could ask of herself without any good or rational explanation coming to her as to explain just why she was willing to risk it all? 

'I'm 25, engage to the handsome man I fell in love with during college and we have a bright future together, yet here I am about to go out on a date with a man 15 or 20 years old than me .............................a muscular black man ...............................when I'm out of town on a business trip next week!  What's wrong with me?' Alison asked of herself, shuddering as she looked at the picture of Mr. Burners once again, knowing full well where she'd end up at the end of the night. 

'Something must definitely be wrong with me, having such awfully naughty and sinful thoughts, and then I wish going out and doing such unspeakable things when I'm away from home on a business trip!  And now just five weeks before Mitch and I be married!  We are engage and I'll cheat on Mitch foolishly giving away the most precious gift I had saved for him .........................my virginity!'

‘Mitch is so loving and caring to me, wanting to please me in all ways and we're exploring various subdivisions to buy our first home!  So why do I want to secretly have a date with Mr. Burners and cheat my lovely fiancé?' she asked of herself.

Looking at Mr. Burnes' profile, Alison read that he enjoyed meeting beautiful white women, loved showing women a good time and treating her like a woman deserved to be treated.  And then Alison clicked onto the link that would take her to more personal and revealing pictures of Mr. Burnes, to which she had to suck in her breath as she observed the outline of his 'thing' under the thin white undergarment being worn. 

Then Alison read the rather crude comment posted below that picture of his manhood that read 'I just love having a beautiful white chick sucking on my cock, seeing the look in her eyes when she realizes just how big I'm getting and she gets scared as it gets even bigger and bigger to where it gotta go down her throat cause there's no more room in her mouth!'

Looking at the photo once again, Alison's mouth began to water as she pictured herself down on her knees with her mouth open to accept that black penis between her lips, and then began to wonder if she'd end up choking if indeed the comments were correct as to how it'd grow in size once being sucked upon.

 'My God, how can I want to do something so gross and nasty with Mr. Burners .........................after I refused to even do such a filthy thing to Mitch?' Alison asked herself while licking at her lips, imagining demeaning herself by dropping down to her knees before the big black bastard and arching her neck up to take his 'filthy thing' into her mouth.

A week later, having kissed her fiancé goodbye as she headed off to the airport for an early morning flight, Alison had hit all her scheduled appointments and wrapped up several nice sales orders.  Checking into the plush Stratford Hotel in Farnsworth, she showered and put on a nice black dress and heels for her date that evening. 

Checking herself in the full length mirror before taking the elevator up to the Stratford's elegant Stratosphere Restaurant on the top floor, Alison felt her heart racing as she was about to step out on her handsome fiancé and meet up with a black stranger whom she had met online on the interracialhookups.com site. 

Once in the elevator, Alison told herself 'It's not too late to put an end to this madness!  Just push the button for one of the floors and get off, then take another elevator back on downstairs to go to your room!  You can't ..................shouldn't cheat on Mitch ....................Oh dear God, please forgive me!' 

As the elevator ascended up to the top, Alison wondered 'What's making me do these kinds of things?  Why am I about to go out with another man while on a business trip, knowing that I'm going to cheat on my husband to be and violate his trust vows to me?' 

Moments later, after having stepped out of the elevator on the top floor of the hotel, Alison had her hand in the arm of the muscular Mr. Burners and being escorted into the fancy restaurant. Following the hostess, Alison noticed some heads turn in the restaurant to focus upon her being escorted to the corner booth by the tall muscular black man, suspecting that many of the spectators were assuming that she was a high priced call girl.

In the center of the booth with the handsome Mr. Burners immediately to her left while holding her hand, it was obvious that her date knew for a fact that she was a engage woman ............................an easy and obvious conclusion from the way in which the thick calloused fingers were toying with her diamond ring. 

Then Mr. Barnes held her hand up as he gazed upon her diamond ring and then commenting "Oh, such a beautiful ring!  Your fiancé must be so proud to be soon married to such a beautiful woman as you!" 

A moment later, Alison closed her eyes as a shudder coursed throughout her entire body, caused by her hand having been placed upon her date's right thigh.  It was not his thick muscular thigh that made her shiver, but the long thick muscle laying upon his thigh and between the pants that he wore, the muscle that swelled even more each time she went and squeezed upon it. 

Eyes still closed, now panting for breath, Alison's clutching fingers moved on upwards while still squeezing upon the thick muscle to determine its length.  'My God .........................it must be 12" long or more!' Alison thought, opening her eyes then to gaze upon the long solid lump that her left hand was now alternately squeezing upon and caressing. 

Then Alison was confronted with the question "Ya did click on that link to my personal pic, didn't ya .......................and read my comments, didn't ya?"  Alison nodded a 'yes' in response to his question.

"Have ya been thinking about it all week, Miss Tayler?" she was asked, to which Alison once again nodded a 'yes' in response to the question.

For Byron Burners, he loved toying mentally with his lovely young lady who was about to cheat on her husband to be, knowing that this innocent beauty was still rather inexperienced in the art of sex, she is an innocent virgin and that had a part of his determination to end up with the winning bid in the auction. 

The thought of being the very first man to rape that virgin pussy and cum deeper in the beauty's womb had made Byron determined to win the auction.  Armed with that knowledge and to instill mental anguish to the young beauty, Byron then asked "Ya ain't ever sucked your boyfriend's pencil dick, have ya?"

The shaking of her head with the 'no' answer came as Byron had expected, then he asked "But you want to suck on my big black cock, don't ya?  And ya want me to cum in yer mouth, don't ya?"

When she nodded her 'yes' response, Byron chuckled "Well, better save room for the nice hot tapioca dessert I's got fer ya!" 

Byron suspected that the young bride to be would have unzipped him then and there if he had told her to do so, maybe even giving him head right there in the booth, but he wanted her hungry and mouthwatering for his cock so he'd make her wait till they went down to her hotel suite. 

With the arrival of their drinks and then the ordering of their dinners, the conversation was very similar to that of a man and woman on their very first date .........................their hobbies, jobs and work, likes and dislikes!  The big different in this first date to normal ones was each knowing where this would end up once dinner was over, and that of her squeezing his dick beneath the table while his hand slipped up under the hem of her dress while they dined together.

Two hours after first meeting in the lobby of the restaurant, Alison couldn't help but to shiver with nervousness as Mr. Burners laughed and taunted her with "That groom of yers sure is missing the boat ..................not knowing jist how fuck'n talented his beautiful bride with her lips and tongue!  Ohhhh, if only groomy could see ya know .......................see his beautiful bride to be on her knees with a big black cock in her mouth!  Ahhhh, yeah .........................that's it, Miss Tayler ..............................that's it, lick it all over ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, so good ................................so fuck'n good!" 

With her tongue licking on the sticky underside of the growing length of the thick fleshy muscle, her left hand lifting the pulsating stem so she could lick at his swollen black balls, Alison pictured the shock and horrified face of her loving fiancé in her mind if he was a witness to this sordid scene. 

Sticky side of the cock now resting upon her forehead, Alison bent her head lower, opening her mouth wide to capture a swollen testicle between her teeth. Using her left hand to pump at the pulsating shaft while teasing the captured testicle with her flicking tongue, Alison wondered as to what her fiancé would do if she was to perform this sex act upon him, then concluded that 'Mitch would probably be coming all over my hair at this point in time ............................unable to wait till I took him in my mouth!' 

Inhaling the manly smell of Mr. Burners' crotch made Alison shiver with excitement, causing her to rub her face up along the length of the sticky underside till the bloated cockhead was between the bottom of her nose and upper lip.

A second later, Mr. Burners gave a loud groan "Ahhhhhhh, yeah .......................oh, baby ................................oh, God ..................................yer one hot little cocksucker, Miss. Tayler!" 

Large calloused hands at the back of her head, cock pumping in and out of her mouth, faster and faster as she was being face-fucked at jackhammer speed.  A shiver of excitement coursed throughout her entire body at the knowledge that she as bringing off the big black man, evidenced by her mouth rapidly filling up with his hot cum, but then a bit of panic set in as there was no more room for the slimy goo to go. 

Shuddering as she was forced to swallow a lumpy load of slimy goo, Alison could then feel the hot roe coursing its way down into her belly where a lake of the foreign substance began to form. Mouth filled once again, nowhere to but down her throat a second helping of the plentiful dessert went, and to Alison's utter amazement her mouth was filled to the brim yet one more time. 

Alison was certainly glad that she had passed on dessert after finishing her meal, for she had not planned of getting fed such a copious amount of hot cum, as what had been ejaculated into her mouth was far more than what she had imagined was humanly possible. 

Head drawn back ever so slowly, the bloated cockhead exited her mouth with a 'pop' and Alison's eyes widened in amazement that she had actually taken that long glistening ebony muscle all the way into her mouth and throat. 

With the still thick muscle now drooping some over her fist hold at the base, it was evident that Alison had sapped it of its strength from the blowjob that she had just given him, making her wonder as to what her fiancé would say if he had been witness to her giving Mr. Burners head that resulted in the big black man emptying his balls into her slutty mouth. 

Alison had refused her fiancé's request with "You're sick!  Absolutely sick!  How can you ask me to do such a filthy thing?" before pushing him away and leave the Mitch's car and slamming her house's door behind her.

Upon being helped to her feet by Mr. Burners, turned so her back was to him, Alison then felt expert fingers undoing the clasp at the back of her dress and then her zipper being pulled on down. With her black dress now puddled around her heels, Alison then felt herself being scooped up in a pair of strong arms, right up out of her puddled dress lying on the carpet. 

Gently laid upon the king-sized bed, she then felt thick fingers undoing the clasp of her bra in back, then the shoulder straps fell to her arms before the garment being pulled from her hand tossed aside. Next, Alison felt her 3" black heels being removed, and then heard two thumps upon the carpet to signal where they had been tossed. Calloused fingers now being inserted into the waistband of her lacy black panties, Alison felt the protective garment being pulled down over her hips and down to her knees before being completely stripped over her legs. 

Knees pushed apart, Alison sucked in some air upon feeling Mr. Burners' hot breath upon her most intimate spot.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .............................God .................................God, yessssssssssssssssss ......................................oh, yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she squealed as Mr. Burners clamped his hot mouth upon her sex.

 "Oh, God .............................oh, Goddddddddd  .............................oh, Goddddddddd .............................oh, Goddddddddd .............................oh, my Goddddddddd!" Alison cried out when Mr. Burners' thick tongue began to explore her slick slit.  "Yesssssssssssssssssssssss ....................................yessssssssssssssss ...........................................oh, God ...............................eat meeeeee ...............................eat meeeeeeeeeeeeee ..........................................ahhhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" she panted out as the talented tongue began teasing at her ultra-sensitive clit, causing Alison to arch up with her body convulsing from a mind-shattering orgasm trembling uncontrollably as she fed Mr. Burners his sweet juicy dessert for the evening.

Sprawled out upon the bed, watching Mr. Burners sliding off the edge to stand up and begin removing his clothing, Alison thought of her loving fiancé at that instant and wondered 'What would Mitch say if he could see me here in the hotel room with the likes of Mr. Burners?  Oh, my God .....................look at that, he's all big and hard again ..........................it really belongs on a donkey ..........................and to think that I took it all down my mouth and throat!  And he's going to put that big 'thing' of his up in my virgin cunny.......................... my pussy will never be closed anymore................. Mitch probably notices the difference when we're in the wedding night!' 

‘Oh God! Mitch trusts me explicitly .........................yet I'm about to cheat on him .........................have sex with a black man .............................a black man so much more endowed than he is! A black man who takes my virginity right now, depriving Mitch of that long-awaited prize that I promised to him!' thought Alison feels guilty.

‘I just can't help it ...........................I want to be dominated by this big black man ............................to be his slutty whore ..............................treated like the bitch I really am! Oh, God ...........................I love Mitch so much ...........................but I want this big black man to fuck me with his big black cock!' she justified her offence. 

She watched as Mr. Burners was now void of his clothing and stroking his dong to full erection, felt the bed sag as the big man knelt upon the bed, Alison then reached out with her left hand between her spreading legs to grasp at the jutting muscle. Clasping at the big black dong, pulling it towards her, Alison sucked in her breath as she rubbed the bloated cockhead up and down her juicing slit. 

Panting out in desperation, Alison wailed "I want it .........................I want it ..........................put it in me .............................fuck it in me!  Pop my cherry! Pop my..... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Godddddddddd .................................yesssssssssssssss.....................................oh my God, yes .................................yessssssssssssssssssssss ...............................yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ..................................hurt me ......................................hurt meeeeeeeeee ............................make it hurtttttttttttttttttttttt .......................................yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!"

For so long she had held her handsome fiancé in abeyance, but now just a mere three weeks before her wedding, all that had been for naught as the bloody mess between her thighs gave evidence of her hymen being ruptured once and for all.

'Damn, Dr. Trèsor went and got this purty white girl all hot and bothered to git herself a big black cock, that's fer sure!' Byron surmised as the sweet young bride to be was going crazy and withering about on his cock.

Being invited to the prestigious organization that consisted of wealthy black men and paying the ten grand entrance fees, Byron had anxiously gone online the night of the scheduled auction of a beautiful and naive white bitch. Up for auction was a beautiful, well-educated, white beauty that soon is married in just six weeks.

First there was a picture of her in a blue business suit carrying a brief case, under which there was a comment noting that 'Picture taken last week; five weeks before her wedding, be the man who to introduced her to black cock for the very first time, surrendering her virginity in the process!' 

Then it was noted for the potential bidders:  ‘She's primed and ready for some big black buck to fuck her well!  The winning bidder will be getting an email from the beautiful bitch in three days, once a hypnotic suggestion is implanted in her mind to scan through the photos of interracialhookups.com, and she will be most intrigued by winner's photo and profile that she'll be sending you an email detailing where she'll be next week Wednesday.'  Sure enough, winning that bid and able to be in Farnsworth then, Byron chuckled when he did receive an email from the beauty.

"Jeez, sweetie, yer so fuck'n tight!" Byron wheezed as he tried to shove a bit more of his dark meat up into her too tight snatch. 

Grabbing her trim hips firmly in his strong hands, Byron groaned from the tightly gripping hold clasping onto his thick boner as he thrust more of it forward into the whining bitch, snickering out just as Alison had been thinking a moment ago that "Oh, damn sweetie, better not let fiancé try to put his little pecker in ya fer awhile .............................. otherwise you can't hide your fiancé our big black secret..........not the way I's gotta stretch ya out!  Damn, I'd love to pop yer tight fuck'n virgin holes!"   

Barely more than six inches had thrust up into the flailing beauty, yet she was clutching tightly onto his shoulders and begging him to "Do me ..............................do meeeeeeee .........................fuck me ...........................fuck me ...................................fuck me good ..............................do me with that big black cock of yours!"

"Okay, bitch .........................ya asked fer it!" Byron panted as he got a good hold on her hips before slamming it home once again with "How's that, bitch?  That what ya wanted?"

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" came the reply shriek before the young wife to be panted out "Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss ..........................fuck me ..................................fuck me .....................................give it to me hard .....................................fuck it to meeeeeeeeeee ..........................fuck all of that big monster into me!" 

And upon hearing that, Byron reared on back till just the bloated cockhead remained enveloped in her quim, and then he thrust on forward with all of his might, sending the 12+ inches of black meat up into her cunt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...........................................................ohhhh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd ..................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" came the shriek of acknowledgement.

Had Mitch Goodman been a fly on the wall of his fiancée's hotel suite, he'd have been in total shock to see his seemingly innocent and naive young fiancée behaving like a slutty little whore would with her 'John', doing things with her customer that Mitch only wished that his fiancée would do for him when they married. 

Immediately noticeable would have been the fact that his fiancée was being fucked by a cock that was more than twice the length and thickness of what he had between his legs!  And then that the big muscular man was fucking her with his big black cock!  Mitch Goodman's jaw would have dropped in seeing that his wife to be was letting the black bastard fuck her without the use of a condom! 

The actions of his beautiful fiancée differ so much on this night compared to their manners and behavior at home, evidenced in the way in which Alison was wrapping her legs and arms around her lover's ebony body. If he had his eyes closed and just listened to what was taking place in the hotel room, Mitch would swear that it just couldn't be his fiancée, not in the way she was panting and begging for her black lover to fuck it to her!  What would have stunned Mitch the most would be hearing the following:

 "Ya on the pill sweetie?"

 "No, no ....................but that's okay!  I want it ...................shoot it in me ..........................shoot your hot cum in me!" 

"Okay, but I's gonna knock ya up good, bitch!" 

"I don't care ...........................I don't care ............................cum in me ................................shoot your hot cum in me!  Fill me up with your hot cum!"

Due to the long foreplay that each had endured over dinner, both Alison and Byron were in need of quick release, causing Alison to wrap her trim arms and legs around her humping lover who was going to town on her at fever pitch.

"Ohhhh, so good ..............................so good ........................so big and so deep!  Oh, Godddddddddd ................................yessssssssssssssssss .........................yessssssssssssssssss!  Goddddddddddddddd ....................................cummingggggggggggg .................................................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggg ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God .........................fuck meeeeeeeeee .........................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Alison screamed out as her black lover shagged her at jackhammer speed. 

And then the shagging suddenly ceased with the thick cock fully embedded in her cunny, the ebony body rock solid for a few seconds before beginning to convulse, causing Alison to lock her ankles around his black ass and pull him in even deeper as she panted out "Shoot it ...............................shoot it .................................shoot your cum in me ................................sperm me, stud ................................sperm me!  Do it .......................here your chance to knock up a white bitch that's cheating on her fiancé ...................................fuck your little black bastard in me!" 

That certainly sent Byron over the edge, making him so happy to have won the auction, popping his pent up load as gush after gush of his hot roe spurted out into the naive white bitch, making him wish that the white boy she'll married to could see his cheating wife to be right at this moment.

Having soared into outer space from the fantastic fuck thrown to her by Mr. Burners, Alison blinked her eyes and realized that she must have dozed some once drifting back to earth from that mind-shattering orgasm. Guilt set in at that point with Alison thinking of her fiancé, wondering 'What would Mitch think of me now if he only knew that I'm lying on the bed in my hotel suite with a big black man asleep atop of me ..........................his still very thick cock inside of me ............................and most of all his sticky semen might just be impregnating me at this very moment?' 

Then Alison wondered 'What made me do such a thing?  Cheating on Mitch for no reason at all, just that I wanted to be ravished by a big black man, taken and treated like a whoring little slut!  I don't understand what's happening to me, doing such crazy things on the spur of the moment, like meeting that strange black man three weeks before the wedding and letting him take the precious gift I had been saving for Mitch .........................my virginity!  I email Mr. Burners after seeing his profile on that interracial website, telling him I'd really like to meet up with him on my next business trip ...........................so here I am after having just cheated on my loving husband to be!' 

That next afternoon, Alison reflected back on the events of the evening before, recalling how Mr. Burners had stirred awake on the bed atop of her with his cock stiffening to rock hardness once again. 

His large calloused hands slipped under her ass cheeks and the next Alison knew she was on top and straddling the big man with his cock straight and stiff up in her cunny. With Mr. Burners hands on her trim hips lifting her up and down, she began to ride the big cock, bring her own hands up to her titties to play with her nipples. 

Ride him she did, riding her black stallion hard as if going for the finish line in a derby.  She creamed and juiced on his black pole, then thought she'd be blown right out of the saddle when he popped his cork once again, the hot blast of his ejaculation surprising her with its intensity.

'My God, how many times did we fuck last night and this morning?' Alison wondered, for there was once in the shower last night, once she awoke as he thrust himself into and then there was when she straddled him to get him up with his dick in her.

'We did it doggie style once ...............last night anyway, and then again this morning after we ordered in breakfast!' 

And then Alison shivered, thinking 'And of course there's the time that I was on all fours when he shove that big black salami up my ass!  'Jeez, that sure hurt ............................hurt so good .................................made me shiver all over and then cream all over when he fingered me while butt fucking me good!' Alison trembled. 

Licking her lips and mouth with her tongue, Alison swallowed to make sure all remnants of semen were removed as she thought 'Does giving him head count?  Or him eating me?' 

She had gotten down on her knees to suck him off when then got to her room after dinner, and then when they had gotten dressed just before going down to the lobby to check out, she had gotten down onto her knees to give him a goodbye kiss.

 'Do I dare kiss Mitch when I get home?' Alison wondered, licking her lips once again to be sure the taste and scent had dissipated at this point.       

During that next week, Alison feared that Mitch would surely notice something different in her behavior if they spent much time together, thus she wanted as much time to lapse in order for her body to return to normal for she thought 'With Mr. Barnes twice the size of Mitch, my leg muscles and cunny were surely stretched so much time is needed to return to normal! When be the time of our wedding I can simulate if necessary, I know! I'll do drink Mitch to much!'

But just three days after having cheated on her fiancé, Alison was once again going through the profiles of interracialhookups.com, licking her lips at many of the profiles that she found of interest to her.

Little did Alison know that the marital survey that she was helping the church out with was really a ruse by Dr. Angeline Trèsor, her pastor's wife and that to have her under their hypnotic control, guiding her to look up and concentrate on certain males on the interracial website, for those would be the men who had recently cast the winning bid to bed her down for the night on her next out of town business trip.

Wracked with guilt over the next two weeks, with images continuously filling her mind of what took place in the hotel room that day, Alison was at a total loss as to how she could have betrayed her handsome fiancé in such a manner.  ‘How could I have done such an awful thing?  How could I have been unfaithful to Mitch in such a manner?  Why?  Why did I arrange to meet Mr. Burners at the restaurant?  I went there strictly to have sex with him, to let him take my virginity that rightful belonged to Mitch on our wedding day!' she pondered over and over.

Not knowing just what to do, needing some counseling and someone to confide in, the kind and understanding pastor of her church turned out to be her savior.  In desperation after having her recent affair with the black stranger, her only hope had been to confide with the understanding pastor. Questioning if she should call off the wedding for she didn't feel deserving of someone like Mitch, that she was no longer worthy to be his wife, Alison was reassured that things do happen and that she really had not violated any vows since she had not given the vow to be faithful as yet.

Thanking Pastor Norton for his reassurance, Alison was so grateful for his advice and thankful that she had been wise enough to seek his counsel.  She couldn't believe that her pastor could be so understanding, sitting next to her and putting an arm around her, pulling her to him to let her cry on his shoulder. 

Little did she suspect that her kind pastor had been the instrument of her downfall, that in order to obey his evil wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor, she had virtually pimped her out to become rich themself from public humiliation. Nor did she realize that the evil woman gotten to sate her lust by watching it all, that she was even very happy and satisfied right then as she had her arm around her and inhaled her sweet fragrance.

Her arm around the sniffling and distraught beauty, playing the role of the ‘understanding' marriage counsel, she reached over to take her left hand in her while telling her "Tell all about it Alison!  You should not bottle anything up inside!  You need to confide in me, give me all the details as that will allow me to assist you best and also serve to lift the burden from your shoulders!" 

As the beauty started to blurt out her story, Angeline Trèsor got to pleasure of looking down up the sparkling diamond ring that she was casually fingering at the time, waiting for the lovely beauty get to the portion of her being in the plushy restaurant when virtual stranger took her left hand and placed it upon his big black cock.

Dr. Trèsor interrupted occasionally to correct her and ask more details.

"The black bastard "use me" like his whore. He often told me that I was a bitch"

"No honey, you`re not a bitch, you are a lady. And ladies treat everyone with courtesy and use the correct and precise words for all occasions. The black gentleman fucks me like his whore. He often told me that I was a bitch. Do you understand?"

"Yes-replied Alison- I understand, but Mr. Burners is right I really am a true bitch for responding in such a manner!"

"Well, that's different. Indeed is good. You can be a lady to the public and a bitch in private sites. Especially when you are alone with a well-endowed black knight with donkey size cock"

Asked for more details about that glorious day, Alison relayed that "Mr. Burners would make me kneel on the carpet, then force me to take his ‘thing' into my mouth! Sorry, his donkey size cock into my mouth I learned that I should look up at him as it gave him a lot of pleasure to see me in such a helpless position ..................with his filthy black pole in my mouth!  I to lick him, take him down my throat, pumping him till with one hand and using my other to cradle his big bloated black balls in the palm of my other hand!  I learned when to expect him to shoot off in my mouth, could feel his bloated balls contract in the palm of my hand as it was the signal that he would soon be ejaculating out his filthy slime!  He would hold my head to prevent me from pulling away, forcing me to swallow it all, then to look up at him and forced to smile as I licked my lips clean!  Once, he didn't want to do it in my mouth, but instead pulled out just seconds beforehand and then shot it all over my face and hair!"

Alison continued: "I felt so nervous when I got off the airplane and went to the baggage claim where Mitch was supposed to meet me!  And when he took me in his arms and gave me a passionate kiss, I didn't stop him from parting my lips with his tongue, allowing it entrance into my mouth!"

Alison advised "I felt so guilty about it. I could still taste Mr. Burners' semen in my mouth, from being made to suck him off one final time when we were in the hotel just before going down to the lobby to check out".

After Alison tells her odyssey, Dr. Trèsor asked: "Did the black gentleman use a condom at all?"

"No, never!"

"Are you hoping that the Black Knight knocked you up?"

"Yes!"

"When will you know?"

"When I get back from our honeymoon!"

"You will have Mitch put on a condom when you consummate your marriage and over the course of the honeymoon, won't you?" 

"Yes!'

In Alison's misguided mind, what seemed to be the most sinful thing was insisting that her future husband will wear a condom whenever they made love, but on her cheating affair no such demand was made on her black partner!

Alison's rationale to herself was that she didn't want to feel guilty in aborting Mitch's baby if he was the one to impregnate her, thus making him wear a condom whenever they had sex would remove the guilty if an abortion was needed.

She would live in fear and agony for the next weeks, always wondering if the worst possible consequence of the planned and wished mating would end up having her walking down aisle with another man's baby, a black man's baby growing in her tummy. Everyone thought that her being so jittery and nervous was due to the upcoming wedding, but she feared that Mitch would come to find that his bride had entered the marriage no longer a pure innocent young virgin.

That night in the honeymoon suite, Alison had felt relieved in Mitch being so intoxicated from the reception that he had entered her and cum immediately before dozing off in a deep slumber.  But the next week, in the first morning in her marital home relief turned to panic for Alison as she was bent over the toilet due to morning sickness.

Alison confirmed her pregnancy in meeting with Dr. Trèsor, "Honey, is there any possibility that Mitch has the baby's father?"

"No." Alison said cutting.

Dr. Trèsor enjoyed watching the young married dilemma and she continued digging "Are you sure?"

"Yes" said Alison. "Mr. Burners is the breeder"

Dr. Trèsor loved the new way to express that Alison refers to sex encounter with this black man.

"And now, what will do you?" asked Dr. Trèsor.

"Bear the baby" replay Alison.

"Good for you" said Dr. Trèsor ‘and for our organization' she thought.

The Tayler family was one of the founding fathers of the town back in 1870's and so well-respected, and this lovely beauty is the former Miss Alison Tayler! The stir it'd cause when she gave birth to a little black bastard, maybe adding in a bit of spice and gossip might be interesting this boring town! And then all the women of the congregation follow suit due to the hypnotic qualities of the evil Pastor's wife Dr. Angeline Trèsor.  

The lovely Ms. Gretel Herzog, standing at 5'4" and weighing a mere 117 lbs., had met her fiancé Tom Manning in college and the wedding date had been planned for just over a year following their graduation and getting gainful employment. The bride-to-be had obtained a degree in Occupational Therapy and was working at the new Rehab Hospital. 

Under hypnosis, the bride-to-be advised that her wedding plans included her staying at the honeymoon suite from two nights before the wedding day, advising that she needed to keep her composure as her mother was rather hyper and would definitely put her into a frantic state is she remained had home.

Immediately following the Thursday night wedding rehearsal and dinner, Gretel planned on checking in at the hotel. With her cousin working at the front desk of the hotel, everything had been arranged and she was given her cousin's employee rate, thus making it quite cheap for her to relax for that two nights and a day before the wedding.

Everything should already have been arranged and Gretel was leaving things in the capable hands of her good friend who was serving as the wedding coordinator. If all worked out, just a few phone calls would be needed to the people assigned to various tasks, then Gretel could just relax and get ready for the big event.

With the wedding scheduled for Saturday night. With makeup and wedding gown brought in a van at the time of her check-in early that Thursday afternoon, Gretel hung up her beautiful wedding gown and veil, making sure that everything was spotless and perfect for the wedding.

Things went perfectly at the wedding rehearsal at the church, followed by a nice dinner for the wedding party and out of town guests at an elegant restaurant, then her fiancé escorted her up to the honeymoon suite before he left to join up with the best man and guys serving as ushers. But after Tom had seen her to the door and was walking out of the hotel lobby, a well-dressed black man folded up the newspaper and got up from his chair to make his way towards the elevator.

Hearing the knock at the door, Gretel merely thought that Tom had forgotten something, but she called out first as she had not seen anyone from the peephole. Gretel froze and went numb, unable to think rationally after hearing the male voice on the other side of the door responding with "¡Tyrell Cosby! ¡I'm here to pop yer cherry before yer wedding day, Miss Herzog!"

Unexplainably, Gretel undid the security chain and opened, turned the lock and opened the door to admit the stranger on the other side. Then she was looking up at a big muscular black man who towered more than a foot over her. She could only watch in silence as the man then took the sign off the back of the door knob, putting the ‘Do Not Disturb!' sign onto the front of the door.

Door was being locked and chained, and then the black stranger smiled at her to ask "Ya brought yer wedding gown with ya, Miss Herzog?"  As she nodded a ‘yes' response, she was advised to "Go put on yer wedding gown and model it for me, honey!"

Walking to the bedroom as her heart pounded in her chest, Gretel wondered ‘Why am I doing this? Why am I going to model my wedding gown for this strange man?'

But she went into the bedroom, stepped out of her beige heels and began to unzip the brown dress she had worn to the rehearsal; Gretel asked herself ‘Why did I allow him in? Who is he?'

Questions going unanswered as undid her bra clasp to remove the garment, not needed as the wedding gown was strapless and had one built-in, Gretel then sat on the chair to roll her white hose on. She donned the gown, and then stepped into her white heels that had been placed in the closet. Once the veil was pinned on, she then walked towards the doorway leading to the living room area to model her wedding gown.

Entering the living room, Gretel saw that her unknown guest had helped himself to bar and poured himself a drink. "Ah, yes ....................beautiful ....................just beautiful, Miss Herzog!  Come here, honey ..................put your leg up on the couch here ...................so's I's can be the one to peel the garter belt off!" she was told.

Doing as she had been told, Gretel could not believe she was being so unladylike in lifting her right leg up and placing her heel down upon the leather cushion next to where her unknown guest was sitting.

She shivered in feeling the large calloused hands caressing her calf before sliding up her leg, going up under her wedding gown that she herself was holding up to allow Mr. Cosby to get to the prize that he was after. Gretel shivered and trembled when the man's fingers went past the garter belt that she wore for that purpose, shuddered as thick fingers grazed over the crotch of her lacy white panties.

Ten minutes later, Gretel stared up at the ceiling as the big black stranger loomed over her. White heels first removed by this unwanted guest and now he was rolling down her last of her white hose with her wedding gown bunched up around her waist.

Seconds later, after her legs had been bared, the man was grasping at the waistband of her lacy white panties. ‘Why am I letting him do this to me? Why can't I stop him?' she asked herself as the panties were now down around her knees and about to be pulled off her legs. Then he was kneeling up upon the bed, stripping off his clothing and baring his glistening ebony body before her.

Only when Mr. Cosby was looming above her and rubbing his ‘thing' up against the entrance to her vagina did she shudder with fear. But when he announced that "I'm gonna pop yer cherry now, Miss Herzog!" did reality fully set back in her mind.

In an instant, Gretel came to realize that she was in the honeymoon suite and dressed in her wedding gown, and a total stranger was in the room alone with her ...naked!  Buck naked and intent on putting his filthy ‘thing' in her ...............intent on raping her against her will and taking her virginity!  "Please ................no ..................stop!  No, don't .........................don't rape me ...................................please don't rape me!  Please don't rape me!" she cried out in protest.

But for Tyrell Cosby, the man who had purchased her on the BLACK HORSES auction block, he had coughed up a cool fifty grand to fulfill making his dream fantasy come true. For Tyrell, money was no object as he had lots to burn, and purchasing this filly and getting the honor of popping her cherry just a couple days before her wedding was just priceless.

And when asked if he wanted her to snap out of her hypnotic state just before he fucked her, the answer was a definite ‘YES' for him. He wanted the prim and proper little bitch screaming her head off when he went and raped her, knowing full well that when he departed, she would not dare report the rape as she would never be able to ever explain why in the world she had admitted him into the honeymoon suite in the first place.

"Aaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ................................nooooooooooo ................stoppppppppp .................stopppppppppp ......................owwwwwwwwwwww!" were the screams that never got beyond the soundproof walls of the honeymoon suite when the beautiful bride-to-be got her cherry popped once and for all.

Tyrell leaning up and pressing at the beauty's knees to spread her wide, Tyrell smiled widely in triumph as his fantasy had been fulfilled. Once he had seen her picture on the website, learning that she indeed was a virgin going into her marriage, the info relayed that she would be staying at the honeymoon suite beforehand to keep from having her mother agitate her, Tyrell had been determined to win the beauty at all costs and nailing her before the big day.

Looking down to where the cell phone was transmitting the video, Tyrell smiled and announced "Damn, she sure is a bleeder!" Due to the brutal rape, his entire cock and the insides of her ivory thighs were just coated in blood, attesting to the fact that the lovely bride-to-be had indeed been a virgin.

More and more cherry blood was being pumped out of her as he fucked the delirious beauty, slicing in and out of her bleeding slit. As the raped beauty continued to cry out in pain, Tyrell hammered away at the bitch, telling her that "I've gonna give ya yer wedding present real soon, sweetie! Yeah, I've gonna cum in ya and knock ya up good, bitch!"

Humping away at the agonized beauty, moments later Tyrell groaned out "Gonna cum!  Gonna cum!  Gonna knock ya up good!  Here it cums ..............here it cums .......................arrrgggggggg ..................arrrggggghhh ...................................ahhhh!"

It was when the beautiful bride-to-be was weeping in despair at the horror of being violently raped and maybe impregnated by her vile rapist that a special phrase whispered into her ear would send her back into a faraway hypnotic state.

From this point on, Gretel would be able to remember every detail of what was taking place but it was if another switch had just been turned on, for now she would enjoy the touching and caressing of her intimate body parts ..........................and more so wanted to be sucked and fucked in every which way this big black stud desired of her!

That Saturday morning, Gretel was down in the lobby awaiting the arrival of the maid of honor and bridal attendants as planned. Their gowns were placed on a special rack to be taken up to the room once the maids were done with their cleaning up of the suite.

Meanwhile, she and the gals in her wedding party would enjoy a breakfast buffet before going up to the honeymoon suite to prepare for the big event. And when they went up to the room, it would look immaculate with the elegant suite looking as it should be to welcome a bride and groom to where they would consummate their marriage together.

Gone were the blood stained and cum encrusted bed sheets with new ones replacing them. Bridal gown hanging up in the closet, the whiteness giving it the appearance of pure and innocence, fortunately the blood that stains were on the  interior portion of the garment and hidden from view.

The wedding was beautiful and everyone had a good time at the reception, throwing more again rice as the bride and groom bid everyone goodbye and were headed up to honeymoon suite where everyone could picture what would soon be taking place.

But fifteen minutes after the bride and groom entered the honeymoon suite, Tom Manning lay fast asleep on the right side of king-sized bed, out cold from the drug laced glass of champagne that his beautiful bride had handed to him.  All had been well planned as to the intricate details and hand been implanted in recesses of the bride's mind by hypnotic suggestion by Dr. Angeline Trèsor.

And then the timely knock came at the door, to which the beautiful bride open up the door while still in her wedding gown after hearing that "It's Tyrell Cosby here to fuck the beautiful bride on her wedding night!"

That next morning, Tom Manning awoke from his dazed sleep, his head pounding from all that drinks he had consumed. Naked from the waist down, with only his shirt on, he shook his head to try and recall the events after leaving the reception but couldn't. But in looking over at his beautiful bride who was still fast asleep, Tom slipped out of bed and sucked in his breath at the sight before him.

‘My God, we must've sure gone at it once we got up here!' Tom surmised as he gazed down at seeing the blood stained wedding gown bunched up around Gretel's waist. Lacy white panties, white hose and heels lying scattered at the floor of the bed, and then Tom observed the matted golden fleece with white flakes and some telltale signs of what had spilled out and soaked into the sheets.

Upon returning from the honeymoon Gretel visits the office of Dr. Trèsor, ten minutes later under hypnosis the beauty newlywed answers the questions of the evil marriage counselor.

"How many times did Mr. Cosby fuck your tight little pussy that two days before your wedding, sweetie?" 

After a bit of a pause as her mind reflected back Gretel say "¡Fifteen!"

"Did Mr. Cosby use a condom at all?"

"No, never!" 

"Did he sodomize you?" 

"Yes!" 

"How many times?" 

"Four!" 

"Did you suck off his big black cock?" 

"Yes!" 

"How many times did you suck off Mr. Cosby?" 

"Seven!"

"And, what was the performance in the wedding night?"

"Two times in my pussy, one in my butt and I was forced to suck his cock off immediately after being in my anus. He called ATM"

"Are you worried that he knocked you up?"

"Yes!"

"When will you know?"

"In two weeks!" 

"You did Tom put on a condom when you consummated your marriage and over the course of the honeymoon, won't you?" 

"Yes!"    

Gretel informed then to Dr. Trèsor that she had met a black man named Lenox Grover. She confessed that she was about to be unfaithful in her honeymoon with him. She knelt before him preparing to suck the black cock when she heard Tom calling her up the stairs to go to lunch. Dr. Trèsor knew. Mr. Grover is a BLACK HORSE's member and he had been in contact with her.  

Next morning, Mrs. Gretel Manning got the call: "Hello Gretel. I'm Lenox, remember me?"

"Yes...yes" she answered cheerfully.

Gretel Manning realized that she was in her car heading south, and the height of Hopland goes east to Clear Lake. Then she went into a tourist resort at the foot of Lake approached the clerk and said "Cabin 3, please".

"Oh, yes. Over here Mrs. Manning. Mr. Grover is waiting." The clerk told her.

In the cabin Lenox Glover didn't take long to undress her leaving her alone with her turquoise panty and beige heels. Then she undressed him completely. Then he said: "It's time to do what you couldn't do on your honeymoon".

She smiles at him and she knelt willingly.

Next month in the office of Dr. Trèsor, she tells her new experiences with black men. Lenox Glover introduces her three new friends. All blacks. All well hugs. All mates her. All fuck her. She is in heaven. She is in heaven every time that she come and every time they fill her with black cum.

Gretel announced Dr. Trèsor "I don`t pregnant-sais doing a little pause- yet" concluded with a sweet smile in her angelical face.

Gretel Manning is a black cock addict. Gretel was converted.

Third Conversion: Katie

The next set of wedding pictures was that of the marriage between Michael Wilson and the lovely Ms. Katie Morris, blonde, 5'6" 125 lbs.  The beautiful blonde bride with her lovely blue eyes was just so stunning in the wedding photos.  With the question and answer format drawing out it revealed that she too planned to enter the marriage as an untouched beauty that had never in her life neither fucked nor sucked.

Dr. Angeline Trèsor, the one person that she could ultimately trust, then she learned of a planned business trip that she would come to lose her precious virginity.  Katie Morris' planned trip had been made in advance with several of her colleagues for a conference, but with refundable tickets, she was able to extend a day and change the flight without any penalty.

An extended day and weekend out in Ferndale, ‘to meet with her old sorority sister and her little six month old baby' was what she had told her fiancé as to the reason for the extension. 

But that morning when her colleagues had departed and Katie was back in the hotel room that she had taken through the weekend, she responded to the knock on her door, then opened the door wide to admit the 6'6" 300 lb. black man who advised that "I's here to make a woman of you, Miss Morris!"

Compliant and obeying the strange man who seemingly had some kind of hold on her, Katie began disrobing herself before this stranger, then she was helping him to disrobe before taking his large calloused hand and leading him over to the king-sized bed.

"Mmm ...................mmm.......... mmm .....................ohhhh!" she moaned from the unbelievable pleasure derived by hot wet tongue licking at her most private part.  It was exciting to get to grasp a male's manhood in her hand for the very first time, shucking at it to make it grow even more, and then it was being placed at the entrance of her being.  But suddenly, upon hearing the words "I's gonna pop that cherry of you, Ms. Morris!" reality suddenly set back in.

"Oh, my God ...........oh, my God .........................who are you ............what are you doing in my room?" Katie panted out in fear.  "Please ......................please don't rape me!  Please!" she begged.  "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed as the unknown visitor took no heed of her pleas and brutally robbed her of her most prized possession.

For so long she had held her handsome fiancé in abeyance, but now just a mere six weeks from her wedding, all that had been for naught as the bloody mess between her thighs gave evidence of her hymen being ruptured once and for all.

The brutality of it all, with no tenderness shown, the thick male cudgel just kept pounding and pounding at her till it was fully embedded in her torn vagina.

It was impossible for Katie to push the heavy body from her, finding it near impossible to breath from the weight upon her, then her mind registered what he was telling her "Gonna cum, sweetie ............................gonna pop my nuts .......................and I's gonna knock you up good with a little black bastard!"

A desperate and renewed fight to get out from under her rapist ensued, but Katie was no match for this big muscular rapist.  And then she felt him rock upon her, felt him shudder, and then her innards were flooded with a hot fiery balm as the black bastard grunted out his lust time and time again.

Raped and ravaged, virginity stolen from her, she worried as to what her handsome fiancé would think of her being raped by another man ..........................a man who had sex with her, and from the feel of it growing once again inside of her made it evident that he was going to have another go at her!

For young Katie Morris, the big black buck that just popped her cherry, soon he would take his pleasure in sodomizing the young bride-to-be as well as to teach her how to give good head.

A week later, in a follow up session for the survey at Dr. Trèsor's marriage counseling office, while under hypnosis quizzed the young Ms. Katie Morris:

"How many times did the big black man fuck your tight little pussy that day, sweetie?"

"Four!"

"Did he use a condom at all?"

"No, never!"

"Did he sodomize you?  Butt fucks you?"

"Yes!"   

"How many times?" 

"Two!" 

"Did you suck off his big black cock?"

"Yes!"

"How many times did you suck off the black man?"

"Three!"

"Are you worried that black man knocked you up?"

"Yes!"

"When will you know?"

"When I get back from our honeymoon!"

"You will have Michael put on a condom when you consummate your marriage and over the course of the honeymoon, won't you?"

"Yes!"

She would live in fear and agony for the next six weeks, always wondering if the worst possible consequence of the unplanned and unwanted mating would end up having her walking down aisle with another man's baby growing in her tummy. 

Everyone thought that her being so jittery and nervous was due to the upcoming wedding, but she feared that Michael would come to find that his bride had entered the marriage no longer a pure innocent young virgin.

That night in the honeymoon suite, Katie had felt relieved in Michael being so intoxicated from the reception that he had entered her and cum immediately before dozing off in a deep slumber. But the next morning, relief turned to panic for Katie as she was bent over the toilet due to morning sickness.

Katie didn't enjoy her honeymoon, as desired and expected for her; nausea and vomiting continued the following days. Fortunately for her, her husband Michael didn't notice.

Katie knew that Michael was somewhat confused but not so much. Unknown to her, that Dr. Trèsor had also hypnotized him in mandatory premarital interviews.

Hypnotic suggestions implanted would have her recalling the events of that day; have her remember how she was brutally raped by the evil black man. Remember the immense pain she felt when the strange man deeply buried his hammer in her virgin pussy and in each of the following strokes. And then panic when the black bastard announced:

"Gonna cum, sweetie ............................gonna pop my nuts .......................and I's gonna knock you up good with a little black bastard!"

Katie remembered the events of that day forever with pain, shame, and guilt. Dr. Trèsor noted that and decided to make corrections.

But there was one implanted suggestion that would only take place weeks later, to be activated only when the home pregnancy test indicated 'positive' and that she had been knocked up by the black bastard who had raped her. Upon learning that she was pregnant, Katie would go to the phone book to look up the name of Damon Tate, M.D.

What made Katie call Dr. Tate? She didn't know what made her chose him, but somehow she had remember the name, that he was very discreet and quite economical in perform abortions on pregnancies that resulted from a woman being raped.

'Was it one of my sorority sisters who told me about Dr. Tate?' she wondered but couldn't pinpoint just how she had learned about him. Having just been married, there was no way for her to take out too much from their joint checking or savings, just enough of what would cover the abortion expense without it being noticed much, to which she'd be able to explain it away to Michael.

She'd be able to cover the remainder of the abortion expenses on her own: 1) that of going into detail of what she had been forced to do during that day; and then 2) have sex with the doctor. In the meeting with Dr. Tate, Katie would discover that she be having another big black cock up in her if she wanted the abortion.

Katie came from Dr. Tate, all her holes filled with cum of good doctor. Dr. Tate fucked her four times in her pussy; butt fuck her two and forced the beautiful Mrs. Katie Wilson to suck off him three times; just like the black rapist, but this time the emotions and feelings of the young married woman was different.

At first she felt compelled by circumstances to leave the Dr. Tate's use. But soon she began to follow orders and respond to the requirements of Dr. Tate voluntarily and actively participate in the 'love session'.

‘No!' she corrected her thoughts ‘love session is what I do with my husband. This is sex. Pure sex'. And for the first time in her life but only in thoughts she used the F word.

‘Fuck. Fuck session' she hit the exact word.

At the afternoon, she filled the office with her cries; only those cries were of pleasure and not of pain. She found herself begging for more. "Fuck me! Fuck me doctor! Plant your seed inside me!"

Three days later she returned to Dr. Tate for another fuck session. Katie had decided not to terminate the pregnancy and continue with the fuck sessions the next three months as a way to apologize for the time and money lost by the good doctor.

Dr. Angeline Trèsor had done well things, now Katie had a fuck session every 15 days with Dr. Tate. Besides, she had ‘accidentally' found the website interracialhookup.com. And she had two dates next month with two well-endowed black men. Definitely Mrs. Katie Wilson was converted.

SECOND CONVERSION: ISABELLA.

Sitting alone up in the rectory, Dr. Angeline Trèsor looked bulletin that her secretary had put together with the volunteer group that got met at the end of the month to put a composite of recent events together.

There were highlights and photos of the major events of week, important events for parishioners of the church, ending with various photos of the bridal couple that had exchanged their vows on that Saturday afternoon.

As Dr. Angeline Trèsor looked at the photos of newlywed couple, a wide smile on her face formed while looking at each of the lovely young brides, her itch rising under her robe in knowing that the bride had kept a deep dark secret from the man she was betrothed to.

For Dr. Angeline Trèsor, after having participated in various unspeakable things that no one in her congregation would ever believe their supposedly holy pastor's wife would become involved in, Dr. Trèsor now excitedly looked forward to participating in other illicit and wanton sexual activities.

Having each of the brides participate in a church's survey, one conducted by a devious wife pastor's and now a self-professed marriage counselor, the unsuspecting beauties had each been expertly hypnotized by Dr. Angeline Trèsor and made to perform unspeakable sex acts.

Looking at each of the photos, seeing the lovely pink lips of young bride, Dr. Trèsor wondered what the groom would say upon learning of the fact that his lovely wife had hypnotized her while attending the session for the church's survey. 

But worst yet, that the lovely young bride had retained deep hypnotic suggestions that would lead to unexplainably lose her virginity before the wedding, being ‘blackened' forever ..................that of getting her precious little cherry popped by a big black stud!

Then Dr. Angeline Trèsor's eyes focused the marriage ceremony between Mr. Tom Turner and Ms. Isabella Mercier. on the picture that had captured the lovely couple dancing their first dance together as husband and wife.  ‘Well, Tom, wonder if you'd be holding your precious little wife so close to you if you had gotten to see how held that big black stud that got to pop her cherry!' she mused. 

Recalling how the groom had way too much to drink at the reception before the night was over, she wondered if the young man had been successfully duped by his lovely bride into thinking that he had been the stud to cop her preciously preserved cherry. She had observed the nervous young bride not stopping her newlywed husband from drinking that night, quite the opposite in fact as she encouraged him to have one after the other with his fraternity brothers.

Chuckling as her pussy pulsated, Dr. Trèsor wondered ‘How would Tommy Turner react if he learned that his high school sweetheart and now beautiful bride got her well-preserved cherry, that was meant for him, popped by a big black stud within an hour of having just met the stud?'

Looking at the photo of the bride hugging her husband, her clit hardened at the exciting thought that ‘Oh, she not forget that big black stud who popped her cherry, as he had her get down on her knees so he could fuck her beautiful face as she looked up at him!'

When the young Ms. Mercier had approached and asked if the Pastor Norton could perform the marriage ceremony, the evil Pastor had smiled widely to advise her that he would only be too happy to do it.  As he held her soft manicured hand in his to congratulate the bride-to-be, his cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was soon to come.

Asking if she had a few moments to spare, he led her into his office so that he could brief her as to what tasks would be encountered prior to the wedding taking place. Briefing her as to the premarital sessions required, he then asked her to participate in the survey that the church was involved with that would require a few interviews with a well-regarded marital counselor who was actually his wife.

In that brief session in her office, Dr. Angeline Trèsor learned that after graduating from college earlier that year, the lovely brown haired beauty had taken a job as a marketing assistant with a major department store.  As the unsuspecting Ms. Isabella Mercier sat in the chair across from her, Dr. Trèsor pressed the button under her desk that would have the remote hidden cameras taking snapshots of the beauty from various angles.

These photographs of the lovely bride-to-be would soon be gracing the very private website of the BLACK HORSES organization, for it contributed heavily to the support and financing of the Ukiah Congregational Church.  Photos taken from the bottom of the front her desk would provide some nice shots of the lovely beauty for the potential BLACK HORSES members bidding for her succulent charms.

BLACK HORSES it is a secret organization formed by black men. Mostly businessmen, politicians, officials from all military branches and athletes nationwide.

A week later the young beauty lay back on the couch with eyes closed the questions by Dr. Trèsor and answers by the sweet bride-to-be really got the expecting going.  Such questions and answers were the likes of:

"Are you still a virgin?" 

"Yes" 

"Ever got you fingered by a guy?" 

"I don't know what you mean!" 

"Your boyfriend gets his hand in your panties and put his finger up in your cunny?" 

"NO!" 

"Ever jack a guy off with your hand?" 

"No!" 

"How about letting a guy put his cock in your mouth?" 

"Absolutely NOT!"

During the hypnotic session, when asked if she had any upcoming plans before the wedding date that would include any out of town travel, lovely Ms. Mercier revealed that she was planning to meet up with her sorority sisters at her State college in for a get together at the sorority house for the kick-off of the new school year. 

Such trip was scheduled just three and a half weeks prior to the wedding date.  But under hypnosis, various suggestions were implanted deep in the recesses of her mind, thoughts that she would be unaware of but act upon as that planned trip neared. 

Such suggestions would have Isabella actually making the plans to go to the event but at the last minute telling her sorority sisters that she had to back out due to unexpected glitches involving her wedding plans that needed to be resolved.

Isabella kissed her fiancé goodbye, thanking him for being so kind as to take her to the airport. "Have a nice weekend with your sorority sisters!" Tom had told her as she waved to him goodbye.

After an hour's flight and deplaning at the airport of Phoenix, she first retrieved her small suitcase and then observed a man in a chauffeur's uniform holding up a sign that read her name. 

It was as if something then clicked in her brain that told her to follow this man as he led her to a white limousine. Luggage taken from her, then the door to the back of the limo was opened for her, and she then stepped in. Eyes widening as she emitted a gasp, innocent Isabella Mercier was now being greeted by the biggest and blackest man she'd ever come into contact with.

With the man extending his large black hand out to greet her, Isabella trembled as she extended hers. In her befuddled state, unable to think rationally, Isabella panted nervously as the man pulled and guided her hand towards him to let it rest on top of his thigh. ‘Why?  What am I doing?  Why am I doing this?' were questions going round and round in her head without an answer.

Her hand was not only atop of the man's muscular thigh but also upon another part of the man that was hidden, something that was beginning to pulsate through the trousers under her palm.

Although never having felt a man's manhood before, Isabella's mind registered that it was the man's big penis that her fingers were now clutching upon. It was as if her womanly instincts had taken over as her fingers gripped and traced the length of the long pulsating member that formed a huge bulge under the trousers.

Then was told that "That there's twelve solid inches of dark meat under there, sweetie! Twelve inches of man-meat that's gonna make a woman of you today!"

Up in the penthouse of a plush condominium unit, Isabella found herself alone with this big black man that stood at 6'7" and weighed 300 lbs.; contrasting with her small, slim figure 5'2" and weights 115. Upon walking down the hallway entrance, she had observed pictures of this man in various football uniforms, first a familiar one from the university that she graduated from and was supposedly returning to that day.

Then there were other photos of the man in rather familiar uniforms, those of various professional football teams. As there had only been one man from the past that had succeeded beyond the college gridiron from State U., Isabella came to realize that this must be the legendary Theodor Orson or better known as the Bear!

Such was confirmed when the big man nibbled at her ear from behind while cupping her breasts through her pink dress and lacy bra, whispering "The Bear's gonna make you a woman today, sweetie!  Twelve solid inches of solid bear meat that's all for you!"

Deep in the recesses of her innocent mind, Isabella knew that she should not be down this, not standing there and taking off her pink dress as the Bear looked on. But she had unzipped the back of her dress and let the garment fall from her shoulders to puddle around her 3" white heels.

Then she was undoing the clasp of her lacy bra, stepping forward and allowing the famous football player to suckle upon her breasts, moaning as her nipples were grazed by his sharp teeth. 

She wondered ‘Why am I letting this man do this?  Something I've refused to let Tom do in telling him only after we're married!' 

She shivered as her lacy white panties were being peeled down over her trim hips and sliding down her slender legs to puddle atop of her fallen dress.  "Ohhhh......ohhhh......ohhhh!" Isabella panted as she flung her head back while gripping at the kinky head of hair that was nuzzling up at the vee juncture of her thighs.

Naked in bed while mind enveloped in her hypnotic state, some rational thoughts only came to mind when the big black man was lying atop of her and rubbing his bloated cockhead up against her tight juicing slit.

It had been an implanted phrase in her mind that had just been whispered that brought her out of her hypnotic state, a phrase that had been deeply implanted at her last visit to Dr. Trèsor's office, that of "Miss Isabella Mercier ......the Bear is gonna pop that cherry of yours!"  Isabella was suddenly aware of being naked, with this giant of a black man lying atop of her petite body, and that he was intent on having sex with her.

   "No .......................no .......................what's happening ....................no ...........................this can't be happening?  This can't be real!  This can't be happening!  Stop ..................stop .....................stop .......................no, this is rape!  This is RAPE!" she cried out in desperation.

    "Aiiiiieeeee .............................aiiiiieeeee!" came the agonizing shrieks of pain as Isabella was brutally stripped of her virginity.  The Bear's twelve inch long and three inch diameter meat mallet had slammed up into her time, ramming right through her hymen, then the big black brute humped up into her time and time again till his walnut-sized balls bounced against her tender white ass.

    The next week, in a follow up session for the survey at Dr. Trèsor's marriage counseling office, while under hypnosis the evil pastor's wife quizzed the young Ms. Isabella Mercier:

"How many times did the big Bear fuck your tight little pussy that weekend of three days, sweetie?" 

After a bit of a pause as her mind reflected back "Fifteen!

"Did the Bear use a condom at all?" 

"No, never!" 

"Did he sodomize you?  Butt fucks you?"

"Yes!" 

"How many times?" 

"Four!" 

"Did you suck off his big black cock?" 

"Yes!" 

"How many times did you suck off the Bear?" 

"Seven!" 

"Are you worried that the Bear knocked you up?" 

"Yes!"

"When will you know?" 

"When I get back from our honeymoon!" 

"You will have Tom put on a condom when you consummate your marriage and over the course of the honeymoon, won't you?" 

"Yes!"

Asked for more details about that fateful weekend, Isabella relayed that "Mr. Orson would make me kneel on the carpet, then force me to take his ‘thing' into my mouth! I learned that I should look up at him as it gave him a lot of pleasure to see me in such a helpless position ..................with his filthy ‘thing' in my mouth!  I to lick him, take him down my throat, pumping him till with one hand and using my other to cradle his big bloated black balls in the palm of my other hand!"

"I learned when to expect him to shoot off in my mouth, could feel his bloated balls contract in the palm of my hand as it was the signal that he would soon be ejaculating out his filthy slime!  He would hold my head to prevent me from pulling away, forcing me to swallow it all, then to look up at him and forced to smile as I licked my lips clean!  Once, he didn't want to do it in my mouth, but instead pulled out just seconds beforehand and then shot it all over my face and hair!"

And then the hypnotized beauty relayed that "I felt so nervous when I got off the airplane and went to the baggage claim where Tom was supposed to meet me!  And when he took me in his arms and gave me a passionate kiss, I didn't stop him from parting my lips with his tongue, allowing it entrance into my mouth!"

Isabella advised that she felt so guilty about it, going on to explain that "I could still taste Mr. Orson' semen in my mouth, from being made to suck him off one final time when we were in the limousine on the way to the airport to catch my flight!"

As she had apparently become quite a pro at cocksucking, pleasing a man while on her knees and making him feel good, Isabella was then instructed to once again get into that position as she could demonstrate to pastor Norton,  Dr. Trèsor`s husband her improved technique.

Upon returning from the honeymoon Isabella visited the office of Dr. Trèsor who wasted no time and asked her "Well honey, are you pregnant?"

She nodded ‘yes'.

"And the father is?"

"Mr. Orson".

"Congrats honey!" said Dr. Trèsor holding her tight.

Isabella was worried about the future. When the baby is born and everyone in town knows it's not her husband. She is an unfaithful wife and a whore of black men.

Dr. Trèsor calmed saying "Don't worry about that now. Let time pass. When the black child is born there will be a solution".

The solution was to place the child for adoption. What Dr. Trèsor not told is that it also would divorce and scandal. She would be marked as a black cock whore filling her family from shame. Isabella had been blackened and now was a new convert.

First Conversion: Crystal.

Wedding photos of the marriage between Mr. Nick Summer and Ms. Crystal Sharman. The 22 year old bride in the pictures looked very pretty with her long silky brown hair, appearing to be such so much in love with the handsome groom as she exchanged vows with him.  If anyone in the church would even contemplate that the elegant young bride had lost her virginity just a couple of weeks prior to her wedding day, no one in their right mind would speculate that the groom-to-be hadn't been the one getting to do the deed, that he had managed to cop her precious cherry a bit prematurely.  But her withering about the bed, with a big black stud atop of her, fucking her .........................such was just unthinkable, except for a depraved mind! Depraved mind of Dr. Angeline Trèsor.

Dr. Angeline Trèsor is a marriage counselor married to Pastor Richard Norton; she keeps a secret, a dark secret. She learned to combine certain potions and spells Haitians with hypnosis. She hates the United States and the dominant white race. She believes that the best way to harm whites is blackening their wives, girlfriends and daughters. 'One at a time, maybe the way is slow but pleasant' she thinks.

In a hypnotic state, Crystal revealed that she had been awarded an all expense trip by her employer to attend a business conference in Baltimore just two weeks prior to her wedding date.  The lovely bride to be, the most highly regarded health visitor lab where she worked, felt so honored to be the one selected to attend the conference.  The only drawback for her was that it was just two weeks prior to the wedding date.  But she would have to just make sure everything was taken care of prior to and after that conference weekend.

From that point on, she was asked "Honey, have you had sex with the groom or another man?"

She replied "No, of course not".

Then Dr. Trèsor began questioning "Are you virgin?"

A: "Yes."

Q: "Have you've shaken a man's dick?"

A: "No."

Q: "Have you suck off a man's dick?"

A: "I don't know what you mean."

Q: "Had you have fellatio and swallow man semen?"

A: "No, this is a filthy thing".

The questions continued, "Q: What do you think about black men are well endowed?"

A: "I don`t know."

Q: "What do you believe?"

A: "I think is a myth, all men are created equal. Besides, the most important is love not the size of their penises."

Q: "Do you know a black man?"

A: "Yes! I meet two black women and only one black man. I salute all of them, but no more than that."

Q: "What's the name of that black man?"

A: "Darius, I don't know his last name, he is a handy man".

In the night, Crystal was using her laptop when she somehow stumbling upon a naughty website called interracialhookups.com, Crystal couldn't help but to keep looking at all the black men in there, profiles describing these big muscular black men with all of them wanting to bed white women .....................many describing his desire to 'blackened' some white boy's trophy wife or girlfriend or to show a white bitch what fucking was all about. She'd look at the photos of various black men, read what they liked about or wanted to do to white women, then Crystal would imagine herself being with that man and having him do as he desired with her.

Some of the comments made in the profiles were rather crude, as some examples read such as: "Nothing better than having a beautiful white bitch down on her knees sucking my big black cock!" "I love hearing a white bitch scream when I'm shoving my cock up that tight little ass of hers!" "Me ...................I just love seeing the fear in her eyes when she realized how big I am when I am stretching out that tight little pussy of hers!"  "I just love it when a bitch changes her mind because she's scared of taking my fat cock up her cunny!"  And at the bottom of many a profile on the site, Crystal would click on the link taking her to more photos provided of that member, photos that were much more explicit and definitely X-rated.   

Crystal often found herself sucking in her breath at the sight of such photos, many of which were quite gross, like that of the bastard holding that humongous monstrosity in his hand ........................some jutting straight up in the air and some just hanging curved over his fist like a sausage!  Her mouth would water at those pictures, with Crystal wondering "Can I get my lips open wide enough for it to fit in my mouth?"

In scrolling through the many profiles of black men, Crystal stopped at the sight of one man who was taking off his shirt, that of a Tyrone ‘the torpedo' Turner. From the photograph, Mr. Turner appeared to be in the mid-30, very muscular and also quite handsome. He is a professional football player of the Baltimore Ravens. Crystal clicked on the image and sending a "hook up request". Crystal thought, 'What am I doing? I just arrange to meet an unknown man, a black man unknown in Baltimore across the country. Why?'

For Crystal's preparation for the big event, Doctor Trèsor implanted hypnotic suggestions deep in her mind as she was made to gaze up of the picture images of Tyrone ‘the torpedo' Turner.  Doctor Trèsor was a master at her profession, telling the hypnotized beauty that "The image of ‘torpedo' Turner will be in your mind constantly from now!  You will dream of him at night, think about him during the day, and fantasize as to what this big black hulk of a man would do to you if given the chance!  And you shall be giving him that chance at the conference!"

With more hypnotic suggestions implanted deep in her brain, Crystal would not be spending much time at all in her hotel room, for she would instead be sharing the king-sized bed in ‘torpedo' Turner's plush suite.

As Tyrone ‘the torpedo' Turner was nationally known and quite prominent, the good player didn't want any chance of a repercussion with an accusation of rape, thus wanting the way paved the entire way for him.  That was fine with Dr. Trèsor, for it would be even better for the beautiful bride-to-be to wonder ‘Why did I let that happen?  Why did I go with Mr. Turner up to his suite?  Why did I let him kiss me?  Why did I let him undress me?  Let him take me to bed?  Allow him to have sex with me?  Even giving him my virginity?  And worst, I didn't even insist that he use any protection?  How could I have been so sexually promiscuous with a man I just met?  Allowing a black man to have sex with me?  Taking his penis into my mouth?  Letting him do his thing in my mouth?  Letting him sodomize me?  And to think that I enjoyed it all?'

Checking in at the Marriott Hotel, Crystal was surprised to receive the note waiting for her from Tyrone Turner that asked for her to join him for dinner at 6:30 up at the ‘Grille' restaurant.  Going up to her room, Crystal showered and put on an elegant black dress and 3" heels before go to the restaurant.  In seeing the big man smiling and waiting for her at the booth, it seemed as if something clicked in her mind and she began to tremble as moved towards the booth.  A moment later, Crystal was panting nervously as she allowed the strange man to take her hand in his, then he continued to hold her hand.

Under the table, Turner's large hand was on her bare knee and sliding up under the hem of her dress.  Yet she did nothing as the calloused hand caressed her inner thigh and the thick fingers were gently rubbing up and down the front of her panties.  And she didn't put up any resistance when his thick finger slipped under the leg band and was parting the entrance of her vagina.  Deep in her mind, Crystal knew this was all wrong, that she shouldn't let this strange man take such advances with her.  But her hand now had a will of its own; moving onto Mr. Turner's thigh, moving up till her fingers went up over the large bulge, squeezing down upon it to feel it throb under her palm.

A bit over two hours later, up in Tyrone Turner's plush suite, Crystal moaned "Oh, Mr. Turner, you shouldn't touch me like that .........................ohhhh, but it feels so good!  Ohhhh, Mr. Turner .....................I can't .....................I shouldn't ........................I shouldn't ......................I'm getting married in two weeks!"  Moments later, with her black dress puddle around her heels, as her lacy black bra was being undone, Crystal panted "Oh, Mr. Turner ............................ohhhh ......................ohhhh, you shouldn't be touching me like that .................oh, but it feels so gooooodddd ...............................ohhhh, touch me!" 

Large hands cupping her bare breasts, nipples being thumbed, Crystal trembled with nervousness when the black man told her "I'm gonna make you a woman tonight, Crystal!'

In the middle of the large king-sized bed, Crystal was now embracing another man other than her fiancé for the very first time in her life.  Also she was totally naked for the very first time while with a male, for never had she allowed such liberties to the man she would soon marry, telling him that he'd just have to wait till the night of their wedding in order to sample her charms. 

"Ohhhh, Mr. Turner, what are you doing?" she panted out as man had pushed her legs wide and had his face nuzzling in her silky fleece and tongue licking at the entrance of her vagina. 

"Oh ...................ohhhh .......................ohhhh .................ohhhh ..........................oh, Mr. Turneeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!" she moaned, arching up into the man's face as her very first climax overtook her.

Then Mr. Turner was atop of her, adjusting his manhood into place, but there was no resistance on Crystal's part as she merely panted out for him to "Please ...........please be gentle ....................please .....................I'm a virgin!"  And then she cried out "Ohhhh ...................owwwwww ...............oh, God .................it hurtsss ..........................it hurtssss!  Ohhhh!" 

And then Mr. Turner was buried deep within her as Crystal crossed her arms and legs over her black lover.  The man she had just met had indeed made a woman of her, taken her precious virginity and deprived her fiancé the honor that had been promised to him for so long, just a mere two weeks prior to their marriage.

Flying out of Baltimore as she headed back home, when the flight attendant stood in the aisle and began giving the routine demonstrating on putting on a life vest, her mind suddenly cleared and reality set back in as to the horrors at what she had allowed to happen.  ‘How could I allow such a thing to happen?  My God, how could I let that happen?  I only met the man over dinner!  Then I was letting him touch me, places where I never even allowed Nick!  I went up to his suite, never made a fuss, and then allowed him to have sex with me!  I even gave him my virginity!  My God, how can I ever face Nick again?' 

Throughout the flight, Crystal played back all the unbelievable events, the numerous times she had sex with Tyrone ‘the torpedo' Turner and doing such unspeakable sex acts with the man.  She shuddered upon recalling how she had clenched the bedspread so tightly, biting down hard into the fabric in her attempt to keep from screaming when he butt fucked her that very first time.

Back at the office of Dr. Trèsor, Crystal was questioned "Q: How many times did the torpedo fuck your tight little pussy that weekend, sweetie?" 

A: "Six!"

Q:  "Did the torpedo use a condom at all?" 

A: "No, never!"

Q:  "Did he sodomize you?  Butt fucks you?"

A:  "Yes!"

Q: "How many times?" 

A: "Two!"

Q:  "Did you suck off his big black cock?" 

A:  "Yes!"

Q:  "How many times did you suck off the torpedo?" 

A: "Three!" 

Q:  "Are you worried that the torpedo knocked you up?" 

A: "No! Thanks God!" 

Q:  "When will you be in the heat time?" 

A: "When I get back from our honeymoon!"

Q:  "Do you will have Nick put on a condom when you consummate your marriage and over the course of the honeymoon, won't you?" 

A:  "Yes!"

The return of the honeymoon Crystal, visited Dr. Trèsor and asked that compares the size and stamina between her husband and ‘torpedo' Turner she said "No comparison, Mr. Turner It is twice as long and perhaps three times thicker than Nick; Mr. Turner is able to maintain his erection over half an hour and recovered in a few minutes; Nick ends in 10 minutes at the most and he takes a long time to recuperate his vigor"

Asked if she now believed that black men were well endowed and best lovers Crystal answered "With regard to Mr. Turner, yes. But it's true with all black men?"

"Only one way to find out," said Dr. Trèsor smiling.

Crystal Summer left the office of Dr. Trèsor and met for lunch with Nick. She returned to work at 2PM there was only one doctor which visit, Dr. Damon Tate. The doctor was a tall black man who had a strange power over her. Crystal realized that she was alone with him and began to tremble like with the 'torpedo' Turner in the restaurant of Baltimore. Fortunately for her, the clinic walls were soundproof otherwise everyone had heard the piercing screams of Crystal when Dr. Tate buried all his big black cock in her tight white ass. She returned home at 9PM, after being fucked all entire afternoon by the good doctor.  

The next day, Crystal was ordering some documents in her doorway when she watched Darius the handy man watching her legs and licking his lips as he did so. Instead of going home and close the door; she teases him by first bending to fix their heels showing him her ass and then giving him a shot up her dress. Then she entered the house, leaving the door open. Darius was surprised by the attitude of Crystal; the beautiful bitch always gave him a fucking hard on, "Yeah, she makes my nuts boil over every time I look at her long sexy white legs!' he thought as his nuts contracted in seeing her there.

He looked towards her home she sat atop of her sofa arm working on her laptop. His nuts churned as a heel slipped partially off and she then dangled it from her toes. Then for some reason, she scooted up on the sofa arm and placed the laptop on her thighs, during which he got a clear shot up to the crotch band of her lacy white panties. Darius walked over the doorway looked up to see the white woman, saw that her breathing was rather labored and then he knew 'She's in dire straits!  In desperate need for cock ...........................a big black cock!' Darius turned to face the beautiful little angel, did not say a word as he saw her eyes glancing down towards his bulging crotch.   Boldly, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his throbbing cock into the open.

A moment later, he was groaning "Ohhhh, damn ..............................oh, yeah ...............................that's it, go for it .....................................damn you're good!" Looking down, seeing her innocent eyes staring up at him with her mouth full of his fat cock, Darius lost it right then and there "Ahhhh, yea ........................................eat it, bitch .....................................eat it all!" 

Then to his amazement, she was showing him that her mouth was void of all the semen he had ejaculated into her hot sucking mouth, she had eaten it all and not lost a drop of his jizz! Then she sat back on the sofa, pulling her panties down and begging him "Please ..........................please, Darius ..........................please fuck me .................................please, I need it so bad!" 

After the blowjob she had given him, Darius felt rather obligated to comply with her request. This was a dream come true for him.

Darius didn't know what had gotten into the always prim and proper Ms. Crystal Sharman and he didn't care a damn, but he certainly aimed to give her as much of his black cock as she wanted.  He couldn't believe his ears when he heard her pant out "Oh, fuck me, Darius ......................fuck me!" 

What surprised him most was when he was about to cum, he asked her "Do you want me to pull out, Ms. Crystal?  I'm about to cum!" 

"NO ...........................NO ............................don't ....pull ...it ....out .................................shoot it in me!  Oh, yes, do it .............................do it ...................................oh, your cum is so hot!" she had cried out as he seeded the bitch good. 

'Damn, was I wrong about the bitch?  Some single girl goody two shoes she turned out to be!  Damn, now she's an unfaithful married woman and true whore at heart!' he realized. 

And then she was grasping his cock again, sucking him back to life, getting him erect once again before swing a leg over so she could get herself pronged on his jutting dong!

The following week, she visited Dr. Trèsor; Crystal had fucked daily with a black man. Darius, Dr. Tate and "torpedo" Turner's friend, who was dated in a hotel in Ukiah downtown. She didn't realize the risk she was being discovered by an acquaintance or even her beloved husband Nick who that day was playing bowling nearby with his fellas. Dr. Trèsor questioned Crystal

Q: "How many times you fuck that week, sweetie?" 

A: "All entire week!"

Q:  "How many guys fuck you?"

A: "Three! Four counting Nick."

Q: "Did one of them use a condom at all?" 

A: "Only Nick."

Q: "Forget Nick, honey."

A: "No, never!"

Q: "They butt fuck you?" 

A: "Yes!"

Q: "All of them?" 

A: "Yes!"

Q: "Did you suck off their big black cocks?" 

A:  "Yes!"

Q: "Are you worried that one of them knocked you up?" 

A: "Yes! For sure if I am pregnant, the baby is black."

Q: "When will you confirm?" 

A: "In three weeks!"

Q: "Who is the father?"

A: "I don't know! Impossible to know!"

Q: "Who do you think?"

A: "Darius! He fucks me every day. Today included."

Q: "Nick continues put on a condom when you fuck, don't you?" 

A: "Yes! Ever!"

Q: "Will you continue fucking with black men?"

A: "Yes! I can't help it, they have power over me. They can do whatever they want with me and I was to please them in any way that they desired of me!"

"Good girl" said Dr. Trèsor knowing that Crystal was already converted. The first of many to come.     

The eyes of all the guests focused on the lovely newlyweds formed by Edward Turner and Miss Isabella Merkle first dance as husband and wife. But Edward hug his precious wife so close, if he'd seen her hugging a giant black stallion who enjoy breaking her cherry just two weeks before the wedding?

Recalling how Edward had drunk too much at the reception before the night was over, with her encouraging him to take a drink after another with his fraternity brothers, will be Isabella could deceive his fiancee that he was the man who stole her carefully preserved cherry?

 How would Eddy Turned react if he will find out that his high school sweetheart and now wife with his beautiful cherry well preserved, it was meaningful to him, destroyed by a giant black barely an hour after having met the stud?

But how could this be? What made this pretty little woman deliver her very precious virginity to a stranger, an unknown black? To be continued.

This is my first blog, I decided to write my stories here I hope you like.