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.