Karen Kay's Korner

June and Ray had been married for a year. Ray couldn't believe his good fortune to have found a woman as gorgeous as June. He didn't consider himself very appealing to women and as a result lacked confidence when he was around them. He wasn't a particularly good looking man, and by the time he reached 25 he still hadn't dated much.

He stood 5' 8" tall, was slim, and not too well endowed. As a result, he all but worshipped June and tried his best to give her everything she asked for. Often, he marveled about how beautiful his 22 year old Irish bride was, with her pale white skin, flashing green eyes and long, red hair. She was slender and tall, standing about 5'7" with long, shapely legs, flat stomach and an incredibly tight ass.

Though of medium size, her boobs were cone shaped, almost pointed, with a slight up tilt. Her large pink nipples, surrounded by pale, puffy areolas, stood out prominently when aroused. Because her breasts were so firm, she often chose not to wear a bra, even when she went out in public. She knew she was attractive and loved to embarrass her rather straight laced husband by sometimes wearing tight, see-through cotton tops so that her nipples could be easily seen by everyone as they jutted against the thin material of her top.

The only problem with going to Nigeria, where Ray had accepted a two year contract, was that June just didn't care for black men, even though her encounters with them had been quite limited. In her brief experience, she had found them sweaty, smelly and poorly spoken. Worst of all, they had seemed overconfident in the way they spoke to her, almost to the point of being overbearing and intrusive. She felt uneasy around them in other ways she couldn't explain.

Still, they had jumped at the chance to go to Nigeria when Ray's company asked for volunteers. It had been explained that Ray's wages would be tripled (in American money), that they would have servants and a live on a large property secured by a tall fence and heavy gates. And all for the equivalent of about $20 a month. It had seemed too good an opportunity to pass up and Ray told her excitedly that it was a change to have the honeymoon they could not afford a year earlier. In truth, June would have preferred almost any other destination, but she had kept her fears and misgivings to herself. In Nigeria ----- In the beginning, everything went well.

As promised, they lived on a lovely property and had three domestics, two women and a male gardener. The grounds were large and full of greenery which June enjoyed looking after. To their surprise and delight, the property even had a small swimming pool. To help pass the time, June decided that she would attempt to write a book. It also provided her with a handy excuse for not associating with the wives of the other white workers, most of whom she found boring and not her sort.

Despite feeling extremely confused and conflicted by everything that had happened that afternoon, she rather ashamedly began to feel a another type of need, one she could only relieve by sliding a finger between her slippery labia until she found her hypersensitive bud. Replaying the events of that afternoon, she needed very little friction before those lovely, exhilarating feelings were flowing through her body. Her pussy lips were swollen and open and she desperately wished Ray was there as she pushed first one finger and then another deep into her slick vagina and began to pump them in and out. When her orgasm hit minutes latter it was so violent she almost collapsed on the shower floor. When Ray came home that night she told him what had happened.

He was very upset and said he would contact security, report the event and arrange to have a guard with her at all times when she went into the village. She was therefore somewhat surprised and not a little aroused when he asked her to tell him every detail of what had happened to her, leaving nothing out. Sensing that she might be arousing him in some way, she did as he asked, explaining how she felt when she got home and how those feelings of intense horniness had led her to masturbate in the shower.

Word had already gotten back to him that she was making noises, he told her, adding that things were touchy enough and he damn sure didn't need her causing him any trouble with his bosses. June was near tears when she hung up the phone; seldom had her husband been so short with her. After she thought it through, she started to appreciate the pressure he must be under. There were probably many things going on that he was not at liberty to discuss with her. She promised herself that she would keep a low profile for the remainder of his absence.

She made one small exception to this rule when she received and accepted an invitation to a party being given by the British Consulate. She had been house bound for three weeks and the loneliness was starting to wear on her. She thought briefly about bring up Ray's situation with the British Consulate, but quickly decided against it. The evening of the party she was picked up by a black stretch limo. She had gone to great lengths with her appearance and she looked stunning in her full length, strapless red dress, no bra, and four inch spike high heel shoes - which made her nearly six feet tall, adding father to her allure. She let her long red hair hang down loose around her shoulders. She looked at herself in the full length mirror and smiled happily; the combination of the red dress and copper colored hair against all the white skin she was showing made her look very sexy.

o I make myself clear?" His tone and demeanor left no room for argument. June felt like she going into shock as Magarshi's message began to sink in. He had seemed like such a polite little man; now he was threatening her husband's life! Presuming her response, Magarshi pulled a business card from an inner pocket, jotted a phone number on the back and handed it to her. "That's a private number where you can reach me," he said. "I'll expect a reply no later than tomorrow by noon. Please remember what I've said." That night a tearful, near hysterical June spoke to her husband, explaining everything that had happened. He said he knew because he had already been told.

After assuring her that she was in no way at fault, Ray told her he loved her more than anything in the world, but he was also sure Magarshi would make good on his threat to have him murdered. All his earlier anger had been drained away and he sounded subdued and defeated when he finally told her that accepting the little man's offer was their only option. She had never heard her husband sound so dejected and she cried bitterly after hanging up the phone.

Finally she moved her hand below his belly and grasped his member. It was incredibly warm to her touch, hard and swollen and so very thick. Instinctively she moved her head lower, wanting to see it. She'd not seen that many cocks, and certainly never a black one, or one of this size. Magarshi must have sensed it. "Is this your first black cock, June?" he asked gently. He voice seemed even deeper than usual. She tilted her head upward. "Yes... yes it is," she said haltingly. Even as she spoke she kept running her slim fingers up and down the length of his shaft, her hand moving in a slow, steady, stroking motion. It was certainly longer than Ray's, she thought, and it felt nearly twice as thick.

Her body seemed on autopilot as she slid off the bed onto the floor. Magarshi moved to the edge of the bed in front of her and spread his short legs into a V shape. June continued to stroke and fondled his large organ, which was now level with her face. She gently forced the thick foreskin back down the shaft, exposing the bulbous, pinkish purple head. This was another first for her as Ray was circumcised, and she found she enjoyed watching the dark skin slide back as she exposed the mushroomed shaped glans. Her rapidly increasing sexual tension had banished any guilt feeling to the back of her consciousness.

She seemed in a trace-like state as she brought her head forward, kissing and licking his throbbing cock head. After several minutes of this slow, sweet torment her urge to suck on his big cock was overwhelming. She opened her mouth and attempted to engulf the swollen tip, but she found it a struggle. After several tries she finally managed to fit the head and upper shaft into her mouth. Still, it was a tight fit and her small mouth was stretched to its maximum, forming a tight seal around his organ.

As she moved her head slowly up and down she made wet, noisy slobbering sounds as trickles of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth. Magarshi was in his element, near rapture almost; there was nothing he loved more than watching a frightening, defeated white woman like June, a virgin to black cock, kneeling subserviently before him, choking and gagging as she tried to suck his enormous erection into her sweet little mouth. He leaned forward a bit, reached down and began rubbing June's breasts, pulling and squeezing roughly on the ends until her tender nipples were so inflamed that they stood out like beacons.

He pulled her body up a bit then and spread her legs until he could reach one of his big hands between them. His thick forefinger quickly found her distended clit, rubbing it so hard she wanted to scream out for him to stop. But her mouth was filled to capacity, filled with his huge cock, and he just kept rubbing her bud, up, down and sideways, until her pussy was soaking wet and hyper sensitive to any touch. Even in her somewhat altered state, June was surprised how forceful he was compared to Ray, who was almost always tender and loving.

Magarshi pushed and pulled her this way and that at his whim; he was always in charge, doing exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. A distant part of her consciousness still couldn't believe she was allowing him to explore her so shamelessly, but the rest of her seemed to be on sexual auto-pilot and her arousal kept building. Giving in to her feelings, she began to enjoy this roughness and loss of control, reveling in the feeling of being forcefully used.

She was almost limp when he pulled her onto the bed and rolled her onto her back. As he pushed he thighs apart she tried to resist, but it was a token response, a foolish gesture neither took seriously. Moving between her spread legs, he grasped his rigid cock by the base and placed its bloated head against her vaginal opening. forcing the folds of wet flesh apart. She panted and gasped, fingers frantically rubbing her clit, as she felt the inside of her pussy being slowly pulled apart as it grasped the huge mass being forced into it. She screamed in pleasure-pain as she felt her womanhood being violated, stretched and opened in a way she had never imagined as he continued to slide himself ever deeper into her. Her long legs were wrapped around him and she was sweating heavily under him, grinding her hips and grunting shamelessly as she worked to accommodate him. She felt stuffed, her body impaled, as his cock moved further into her tight, grasping channel. He was slowly opening her, reaching places deep inside her, places she had never known existed, creating an intense sensation of pleasurable fullness

By the time his cock finally bottomed out, June was overwhelmed, gasping and squealing, clawing at his back, screaming at him to please fuck her faster. But he kept moving slowly, tormenting her until she couldn't bear it. She knew, on some far away level, that she was behaving like a total slut, but that didn't stop her as she took control, thrusting her hips forward so fast she almost lifted him off the bed.

When her orgasm hit the feeling was like nothing she had had ever experienced. From its epicenter deep inside her it quickly blossomed out in such intensely pleasurable waves that she feared she might be having a seizure. She gave herself over to her climax completely, remaining in its throes, making no attempt whatever to control her writhing body or stifle the curses and animal-like shrieks that poured from some primitive place inside her. Magarshi was pleased with himself as he looked down at her disheveled, sweat drenched form. Then he rocked back on his heels and pulled his still hard cock out of her spent pussy, which now gaped open.

He pulled her upward against some pillows and straddled her upper body, putting his slime covered cock into her open mouth. He leaned forward, driving himself into her so deeply that he hit the back of her throat. June, sill only semi-consciences from her orgasm, began to gag and choke pitifully, clawing at the air with her fingers and making terrible retching noises as a heavy stream of spittle and bile escaped her lips and ran down her quivering chin. At the last moment he eased himself out of her mouth and she was able to get her breath.

She wanked his cock for awhile, he small hand moving easily up and down its slippery length. Magarshi grunted, told her he was going to come and ordered her to put his cock back into her mouth and start sucking him again. Out of habit, June started to resist, but quickly thought better of it. This is something Ray had never asked her to do, but of course she had no choice. She had no sooner complied with his order than she heard him howl and felt his cockhead begin to pulse. She stared up at him, eyes wide, as his balls released a huge torrent of vile tasting black seed. So great was the quantity of cum that suddenly filled her mouth that June couldn't swallow it all and began to choke and cough violently. "Swallow it bitch, swallow it all," he bellowed. She had never heard his voice so low or demanding and it scared her so badly she began swallowing faster, licking at her scum-coated lips, gulping down the sticky, awful tasting semen as fast as his cock pumped it out. She wanted desperately to vomit, but managed to fight back the impulse until finally his monster ejaculation ended. Smiling down at her, he squeezed her face with his hand pushing his middle and index fingers into her mouth until it popped open wide. "Open for me, please. That's it, a little wider," he cajoled. "Now, stick out your tongue. Eh, good girl, you did swallow all of it." He laughed long and deeply and the sound of his voice made her shiver.

Despite everything, she felt wonderfully happy, proud of herself, pleased that she had been able to service him exactly as he had instructed. Even being called his bitch made her feel warm inside, because suddenly... she understood. June smiled. With Ray, she knew, that would have been that, and they would have gone to sleep. But Magarshi began to work her clitoris and nipples again, though a bit more gently this time. When she looked, June noticed he was erect again, his cock as large and stiff as if he had never come.

June felt hyper aroused and began to mewl and squirm at the same time she reached for his cock and began to stroke it. Grabbing the young white woman, Magarshi, flipped her over onto her hands and knees. She responded immediately, spreading her legs, arching her back and canting her pelvis, exposing her moist, open slit.

He knee walked forward until he was close enough to slide the huge purple head of his penis up and down in the furrow of her soaking labia. At this light contact, she makes a noise between a pant and a groan. He grabbed a fistful of her beautiful red hair, now matted with sweat, and jerked her head back. "What do you want, bitch?" he asked gruffly. "Please, oh, please...." she whimpered, hoping he will stop her humiliation, but knowing otherwise. He tightened his grip, pulling her head back more sharply. He found her clit with his thumb and began a gentle massage, causing her body to shudder. "It's easy, bitch. Just tell me what you want, what you need, what all bitches need." She was beaten and knew it. "Goddamn you, fuck me...just put your cock in me and fuck me," she panted in a rasping voice, her tone betraying true desperation.

Unable to take anymore himself, Magarshi slipped the head of his swollen cock inside her cunt and began to push. June grunted loudly as once again she felt the heft of his massive cock burrowing inside her, spreading her pussy walls gently apart as it once again opened her tight channel. For just a moment she felt the familiar pain-pleasure from before, although it was quickly replaced by pure pleasure as he grabbed her hips and increased his motion, pumping his thick shaft into her more quickly. June was coming completely unraveled, shaking her head from side to side and beating her fists against the mattress, all the while delivering an unbroken babble of screams, groans and curses.

She wouldn't have thought it possible, but it felt even better this time. He seemed to have wedged his cock in even deeper, or maybe he had just hit some new, more sensitive spots inside her. Suddenly, there was a new sensation as Magarshi pushed one of his thick fingers deep into her anus. Earlier, she might have panicked, but now she just groaned in pleasure as she felt both his cock and his finger working inside her, separated by only a thin membrane of skin. This seemed to take her to another level of arousal, sending another charge through her already overheated body. She was dripping sweat and panting crazily as she looked at him over her shoulder, telling him in a ragged, gasping voice that she was so close and please to fuck her faster.

After several more minutes of hard pounding, Magarshi knew she was close, for he could feel the twitching, tightening contractions of her internal muscles around his finger. When June finally went over the edge she lost all control; her pale, sultry body began to shake and convulse crazily and she let out a series of high pitched screams and squeals that echoed off the barren walls of the room.

Even as she continued to orgasm, Margashi drove his cock in deep, finally hitting some internal part of her, then held himself still as he erupted with an orgasm almost as violent as hers. His heavy balls contracted and he began to shoot hot, sending thick streams of potent black seed deep into June's fertile womb. Moments later, they both collapsed on the bed, utterly spent. After awakening from a brief sleep, June snuggled against Magarshi.

Her inner thighs were trembling and a stream of semen trickled from her vagina, forming a damp circle on the sheet. She looked at him lovingly and said she'd never been fucked like that. He smiled and cuddled her close, feeling her wonderful softness and warmth of her lush body. "You white women need to have a black lover to teach you what real sex is like," he laughed. "And now, you are my lover."