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Married & Cheating

Story written by Mark

Lisa and Matt had been married for four years, tying the knot just two
years after they graduated from college. Lisa worked for her family's
insurance agency, and Matt had taken a job with a large accounting firm
which required him to work long hours and to do some traveling. They
began going out together early in their first year of college, and Matt
had taken Lisa's cherry only two days after their first date.

Matt had been hot for Lisa from the moment he set eyes on her. Her body
was magnificent, her face was beautiful, and their personalities
complemented one another perfectly. And, Lisa was by far the best fuck
Matt had ever had, considering he had been having sex since he was
fourteen.

He absolutely loved the feel of her body. She had the prettiest face,
soft sandy colored hair, beautiful blue eyes. On top of that, her
breasts were full, not overly large, but certainly not small by any
means. And her nipples were the perfect shade of brown, and they
puckered beautifully when she was aroused. Matt loved her tits. But he
also loved her perfectly shaped, slender legs and the remarkable ass
that sat atop of them. From the first time he saw Lisa's beautiful body,
he was totally turned on by it. Further, he loved her personality, and
he especially loved the fact that his had been her first and only cock.


Lisa

For Lisa's part, she had fallen for Matt the same way he had for her. He
was like an Adonis. His body was perfectly muscled and toned, and he was
incredibly handsome as well. And, she loved the feel of sex with him.
From their very first time, she loved the feel of his naked body on top
of hers and of his throbbing manhood inside of her. He had been her only
lover, and while her sexual experience was limited to him alone, she had
enjoyed their sex life from the very first time she allowed him to
spread her legs and slide his pulsing shaft into her. Their sex life had
been good, and Matt seemed to be as excited by her body as she was by his.

Over the past year or so however, because Matt would frequently come
home exhausted from long days and travel, their love making had declined
sharply. Lisa knew that Matt was tired, but she also wondered if he
still found her as attractive as he had previously. She had put on ten
pounds over the last several years, working mostly a desk job in her
parents' insurance office, and she wondered if the weight gain might be
making her less attractive to him. She also found herself jealous of the
fact that Matt was working with a lot of young and attractive women whom
she knew flirted with him constantly, hoping he'd stray their way.

At office parties that she attended from time to time with Matt, some of
these young women would flirt openly with him, even with her standing
right there. Matt would laugh when Lisa would mention this to him, and
he assured her that she was his only interest. He acknowledged that they
were cute, but no where near as cute as Lisa was, and he told her that
she was really and truly the only one for him. He also reassured her
that her added weight was not even noticeable and made her even more
luscious in his eyes. But still she worried that he might find the young
women he worked with more attractive than she was.


Lisa & Matt

So Lisa determined to regain the figure of her college days. She decided
to hire a personal trainer and work on toning her muscles and losing the
new weight. When she told Matt her plans, he told her that he thought it
was a great idea, but he assured her that she didn't have to do it for
him. He even said he'd try to go with her on the weekends. That pleased
her, and she went ahead and made an appointment at a local sports club
to arrange for a trainer and a workout program.

The next day, she met with Kim, the manager at the fitness club, who
smiled as Lisa outlined her goals. She told Lisa that she didn't need to
do a thing, that she was perfect the way she was, but she said she'd
connect her with their best personal trainer, who was also a part owner
of the club, and she was sure Lisa would achieve her goals in no time.

The trainer Kim had in mind was Marc White, whose name and skin color
did not match. His skin was actually a soft mocha color, and at
twenty-eight years old, he had carved a reputation for himself as
probably the best personal trainer in the city, someone everyone wanted
to have, especially the women. The manager smiled to herself and she
scheduled Lisa's sessions with Marc. She thought to herself that Marc
would definitely get Lisa to her goals, and he'd have a few of his own
for her, which the manager felt she'd probably meet as well. Lisa was
exactly the type of client that Marc liked to work with, young and
attractive, white and married, and so eager to meet her goals that she'd
take direction from him willingly. Eventually, Kim mused, he might have
her doing things that she never thought she could or would do.

"Lisa, you're all set for your first session with Marc on Saturday
morning at ten. He's the best trainer we have, and I know you're going
to love working with him, everyone does, especially the women." She
smiled and winked at Lisa saying this. "You'll see what I mean when you
meet him. In fact, let me check, he might still be here and you can meet
him right now, just to get acquainted. Kim walked out of the office area
to check. She returned almost immediately. "He's just finishing with a
client out at the pool. Why don't we go out there and I'll introduce you."

Lisa just figured that from what Kim had said, Marc was both a great
trainer, and a pretty good looking guy as well. That was fine with her,
but she wasn't really interested in what he looked like, as long as he
helped her reach and maintain her personal goals.

Kim led Lisa out to the pool area which was basically empty save for an
attractive thirty something woman who was just dripping wet and talking
with a black man who had also been swimming, and who possessed an
absolutely incredible body. He must be Marc, Lisa thought. He stood
about 6'2", and weighed about 190 pounds of lean and tight muscle, she
mused. They both turned to look at Kim and Lisa as they entered, and it
was then that Lisa saw that not only did Marc have a remarkably sculpted
body, but his face was absolutely perfect as well. He was just an
incredibly good looking guy. And the skimpy black speedo swimming suit
he was wearing allowed his beautiful form to be almost completely
visible to anyone in the pool area. He smiled at Kim and Lisa, "Be with
you in just a minute." And Lisa noted that he let his eyes looked her up
and down slowly and he definitely smiled and nodded at her before he
turned back to his client.


Marc

In less than a minute, he finished with her and turned and walked toward
Kim and Lisa, now allowing both women to enjoy the beautiful male vision
that was moving in their direction. Now that she could see the front of
Marc's body, she delighted in the vision before her.

From his shaved head and the beautifully chiseled face, the broad and
muscled shoulders, the thick biceps, the thickly muscled pecs with just
a sprinkling of jet black fuzz, and those unbelievable abs, and the very
thin waist, and the tight and nicely muscled thighs and calf muscles,
Lisa found herself for the first time in a long time really enjoying
looking at a guy other than her husband. She was almost embarrassed by
the fact that she caught her eyes scanning his body, and she realized
that they widened noticeably when they fixed on Marc's bathing suit and
the clearly substantial male equipment that the suit was barely able to
cover. She hoped desperately that Marc did not notice her eyes lingering
there.

She forced herself to look up and meet his eyes. He smiled his beautiful
smile and said, "Hi, I'm Marc." Extending his large hand he shook Lisa's
gently and allowed Kim to introduce her.

"It's actually good that we are meeting because we can get a couple of
easy things out of the way right now if you want, Lisa. Do you have a
couple of minutes?"

Lisa was almost in a daze, she could feel herself just wanting to stare
at the beautiful, almost naked male specimen in front of her, and now he
was talking to her. She blushed a little and responded. "Sure Marc. I
have some time."

"Good, why don't we go into my office so we can talk a bit, and I want
to take your measurements for your before and after stats. And, believe
me; you're going to be happy with the after stats. But Lisa, aside from
a little firming up, I have to wonder what it is you want to improve.
You look terrific as you are." Marc said, looking her up and down
slowly. Lisa thought to herself, just a bit too slowly.

She blushed again taken with the compliment and at the same time with
how really masculine looking he was. His body was still wet from the
pool, and his toned and sculpted muscles glistened under the water. And,
his bathing suit was so provocative she thought, she felt herself flush
and she experienced a tingling in her loins. She hoped he would cover up
in his office. If he didn't, she was afraid she would be beet red the
whole time she was with him.

They went into Marc's office, and he grabbed a towel and quickly wiped
his beautiful mocha colored torso down, and then threw on a loose white
sleeveless T shirt. For her part, Lisa's head was spinning, she had
never had this reaction around a guy before, except her husband, but she
thought to herself that, except for Matt, she had never been this close
to such a stunningly handsome guy, albeit a black guy, who was almost
naked. She fought for control of her mind and body and finally was able
to explain to him what she wanted to do. While she was talking, he
listened attentively, nodding and maintaining a serious and
understanding demeanor. But Lisa also felt like his eyes were wandering
over her body as she spoke, and she sensed that he kept inspecting her,
looking her over. And, she didn't think he was just looking her over for
purposes of planning her workout regimen. She almost felt like he was
coming onto her with his looks.

"Okay Lisa, I think what you want to do is definitely achievable. We'll
set you up with a program to tone a little. Although as I said, you
really look very much toned. But, we can work on a little toning, and a
little weight loss. Then, Lisa....you'll be the hottest lady in this
gym, by far." Marc smiled and looked directly in her eyes. "I mean it
Lisa. Wait til you see the other women in here. They have mountains to
climb compared to you. You husband is a lucky man, I hope he knows it."
Marc smiled as he said this and then grabbed a tape measure on his desk.

He lifted his arms and she loved his look. The square, muscled
shoulders, the beautiful biceps, the strong chest being hugged by the t
shirt, were almost more than Lisa could take. She felt herself blushing
again. When her eyes happened to glance downward, she noted that the T
shirt stopped just above Marc's crotch, and his incredible package was
right there, bulging prominently. Lisa thought to herself that it must
be ten or twelve very thick inches erect. And she jerked her eyes up and
away, lest Marc see her staring at him again.

"Okay, let's get some measurements. This will take a minute, and I think
in about four to six weeks you will see all of the results you want. For
example, I think we can get your waist size down by an inch, maybe two,
but you really don't want more than that. And we can tighten your biceps
a little and your thighs as well. After that time, you'll just go onto a
maintenance program."

"And, I always have a couple of my own goals for my clients. I'll let
you know when you reach them. They are kind of my own goals, the kind
you never thought yourself capable of achieving with your body. Most of
my clients have met these goals, and they've always been pleased and
satisfied when they realize that they have. The woman I was speaking
with at the pool finally met my goals for her last week, after six
months. But, I finally got her where I wanted her, and she is so pleased
with herself." Marc smiled as he introduced the idea of his personal
goals for his clients. And Lisa wondered what he could mean, but she
figured it must have something to do with conditioning.

Marc was not bashful at all about measuring Lisa. She removed her nylon
jacket and slipped out of her warm up pants, revealing a black lycra
pull over that clung to her beautifully shaped torso nicely and a pair
of nylon running shorts. She noted Marc's eyes giving her a quick
inspection, and then he went right to work with his tape.

He was quick and professional, but Lisa felt just a little uneasy when
he measured around her breasts and then her ass. Marc looked her in the
eyes and smiled when he took her breast measurement, holding the tape
taut around her back and breasts. "As I said Lisa, your husband is a
lucky man. You really don't have to do anything to these, they're
perfect as they are." And then when he measured her ass he said, "Lisa,
why would you want to change this, it's also perfect!"

She blushed a little and came back with, "Not only did I get a personal
trainer, but a comedian as well!" They both laughed.

"Okay, let's start Saturday morning. We'll do some cardio, some weights,
the pool, and we can end off with a massage. You get one per week with
this program. I can do it, or one of the women can if you prefer. But
mine are by far the best." He said with a broad smile. And Lisa smiled
back.

"I'll see you at ten. And I think I can handle your massage. Just go
easy on the first one, okay?"


"Absolutely. For you massage, you can wear a bathing suit, or you can
just cover up in a towel. I promise to touch only the areas not covered
by the towel or your suit. Everything else is fair territory. Any
questions, or anything I didn't cover for you?" He smiled, looking
directly in her eyes and then deliberately let his eyes travel up and
down her body, and then locked eyes with hers once again.

"No, I think you covered it all for me. I'll see you on Saturday, and we
can get to work."

She responded, looking directly into Marc's eyes, and feeling herself
begin to melt under his stare. She felt her heart pounding and there
were butterflies in her stomach, and her loins were tingling, because
she knew, she just knew Marc was coming onto her. He was slick, very
slick. He covered it very well, but she sensed by the way he was looking
at her that he was coming onto her. And, for the first time in her life,
she wasn't sure she could shut him down like she did with so many other
guys who came onto her while she was in college or since.

There was something about the combination of his cute, no his handsome
face, his remarkable physique, and his charming personal manner that was
almost hypnotizing her. The only other time she had felt this way in her
life was when she first let Matt take her virginity. She had saved
herself from guys until Matt's charm, his beautifully chiseled body, and
his handsome face combined to overwhelm her determination, and she let
him have his way with her. And, once they had finished their first love
making session together, Lisa was so glad she had given into him. He had
felt so very good to her. And she knew that any time Matt would want her
again, she would let him have his way. As it turned out, he wanted her
every day, and often more than once every day. Finally, they married,
and since then her life had been easy and steady with her remarkably
handsome husband who all the ladies wanted to bed. She had easily
brushed off the many guys who tried to flirt with or hit on her because
none of them even came close to being as hot as Matt was. But now, here
was Marc.

With Marc, she almost had the same feeling as she had had with Matt
years earlier. She knew in her mind that she was attracted to Marc. She
had only been with him maybe half an hour and she felt not only a strong
physical attraction, but an attraction to his charm and manner as well.
This worried her in a way, because she felt that Marc could sense the
interest on her part, and she sensed that he had the same attraction to
her.

"So, I guess I will see you on Saturday." She stood and so did Marc. He
extended his hand and smiled.

"Good to meet you, Lisa. I'm sure you're gonna be delighted with your
results." Lisa's eyes took in her black Adonis trainer one more time,
and again she was almost overwhelmed with how incredibly hot looking he
was, and she believed that he knew it and deliberately flaunted it,
especially with the tight speedo that totally showcased his beautiful
body and apparently massive package.

Saturday morning arrived and Lisa headed into the gym, without Matt. He
told her he'd try to meet her there before she finished, but that he had
some work to take care of first, but he thought he'd be able to get
there a little before she finished up. She was a little anxious about
her new program, but ultimately thought that Marc's knowledge and
reputation for success would ensure that she would get where she wanted
to be.

She dressed in a black lycra leotard with black tights for the first
half of her workout, thinking that she didn't want to reveal too much of
herself for anyone to see. She was a little self conscious. She figured
that there would be many, many women at the gym whose bodies looked a
lot better than hers. She was wrong.

Marc greeted just outside his office her with a knowing smile. "Nice
outfit Lisa. I can tell exactly what you're thinking about yourself by
what you're wearing. And, you're all wrong. Girl, get over whatever
thoughts you have in your mind, okay? You're hot! Period! Lisa, all
we're going to do is some toning, an inch, maybe two off the waist, and
maintenance after that. Whatever is going on in that pretty head of
yours has to stop. You're beautiful girl! I mean it. So next time, you
don't have to cover up like you're some type of nun or something. He
smiled kindly, looking her up and down as he did so.

Lisa smiled self consciously. "Thanks Marc. But, I really feel like I've
grown out of shape and fat at the office, and I just don't feel like I
used to. Do you really think it's just a little toning, really?"

"Be serious, Lisa. Come over here and look in this mirror. You are
perfect. Guys are going to be working up a sweat watching you this
morning. And the women, they're going to hate you! Trust me, girl. I am
definitely not kidding."

Marc had Lisa use the treadmill for twenty minutes to warm up, then they
moved to the weight training area. As he helped her on the weight bench,
he could feel the tension in her arm muscles as he positioned her ands
and arms, trying to demonstrate best practice techniques. He realized he
had a nervous beauty on his hands, and he did his best to relax her.


Lisa In Her Bikini

When Lisa felt Marc's hands touch her arms, her wrists, her forearms as
he tried to show her the right way to address the bar, she felt her body
tense. For her part, she loved his touch, but was nervous at first.
However, as the first hour passed, Marc's encouragement, his pleasant
manner relaxed her. By the time she was in the pool with him, she was
focusing on the conditioning tips her was giving her, and she was
forgetting about what she thought she looked like, although she was
finding it hard not to keep checking Marc's incredible body out, without
him knowing what she was doing.

"I know it's a lot, but try to do twenty-five laps for each of these
strokes, then it will be time to relax. You've done great this morning,
and you'll love the massage. At first your muscles will be tight, but by
the time I'm done, I know you will be feeling much better." He said
this, smiling at his beautiful student. Her erect nipples were not lost
on him and her beautifully shaped breasts and ass were driving Marc
crazy. But, he controlled himself. She might take a while, but he knew
that tasting her fruits would be worth the time it took to cultivate her.

After drying herself off from her swim, Lisa opted to cover herself with
a towel for her massage. Marc had dried off and was standing in the
massage room wearing a tight fitting white athletic shirt which
showcased his upper body beautifully. And, he had slipped into black
nylon work out shorts which fit snugly over his beautifully toned and
muscled thighs. From the very first touch of his hands to her body, Lisa
could feel a mixture of tension blending with the excitement of having
this incredibly handsome black stud's hands moving back and forth on her.

Lying on her back, Lisa looked up and adjusted her towel up somewhat,
giving Marc slightly more access to her thighs. The top part of the
towel fully covered her breasts. "Be easy on me, my trainer pushed me to
the limit this morning." A smile broke across Marc's face.

"You'll be thanking him in about two to three weeks. You'll probably be
at your goals that fast, and be starting on maintenance. You did great
today, by the way. I never thought you'd do all those laps. Most women
do about half of what I ask the first time. But you, you amazed me.
That's why I think you'll be at your goals so soon."


Marc had massaged Lisa's feet slowly and thoroughly. It was almost
sensual, what he was doing to her. He took his time, and she was feeling
increasingly relaxed. "So, if I reach my goals in only a couple of
weeks, when will I reach the mystery goals you've set for me?" She asked
looking at Marc's handsome face.

Their eyes met, and Marc smiled. "Now that's a good question. I'm hoping
very soon as well. But, I'm not quite sure yet. Everyone's different.
But, in your case, I would love for you to meet my goals for you very
soon." Marc said this as he stared into Lisa's beautiful blue eyes, and
he smiled and looked her prone body up and down. This wasn't lost on
her, and she felt a tingle of excitement in her stomach.

"So, you're still not going to give me a hint of what they are?" Lisa
watched the muscles of Marc's forearms and his biceps flex as his hands
worked on her calf. She took in the beautifully chiseled torso of this
black stud, the broad and muscled shoulders, the hard pecs with the
erect nipples showing through the fabric of his athletic shirt, and the
outline of his tightly defined abs, as his hands kneaded her muscles,
and she felt her loins reacting to the black Adonis standing over her.

"Nope, you'll know when you get there." And, he switched his hands from
her right calf to her left, squeezing it just a bit more tightly as he
said this.

"I thought the first goal might have been completing all of the laps you
gave me. But something tells me that wasn't one of them." She said,
searching for a reaction or confirmation.

"Lisa, believe me. When you reach my first goal, you will definitely
know. There won't be any questions in your mind. And, I know we'll both
be pleased. And, then all of the other goals usually follow very
quickly, if not immediately after the first. This time, Marc stopped
moving his hands and looked down at Lisa and smiled.

"That sounds pretty mysterious and good at the same time. So, I guess
I'll just wait and see. But for right now, I can tell you I'm glad I
decided to have you do the massage. It feels awesome so far. But, I
don't know if Matt would like it that I'm naked under this towel getting
a massage from my personal trainer who's also a ripped stud." She said
smiling, and looking at Marc for his reaction.

"Well thank you very much. The pleasure is all mine, believe me. I don't
get a chance to massage many bodies like yours. So, trust me, any guy
would die to be standing in my shoes right now. And, as far as Matt
goes, I won't tell him anything about how excited his wife makes me
while I give her a massage. But, I'm glad you're liking it, and believe
me, I really am too."

Marc finished up on Lisa's front and asked her to flip over and make
herself comfortable. He looked away as she turned and got the towel in
place, this time just covering her buttocks, and leaving her back
exposed. With her head resting on her crossed arms, Marc could see her
beautifully rounded breasts as they pressed onto the massage table below
her. And, he felt his cock begin to throb. Her soft sandy hair was
spread randomly across the top of her back and by her shoulders. Her
back was soft and white and tapered down to a toned and very thin waist.
She was so beautiful Marc thought. Through the towel covering her, he
could see the outline of her nicely rounded buttocks, and Marc could
feel his manhood swelling larger still, filling and pushing on his jock
strap.

The thought of taking Lisa had been on Marc's mind from the very first
time he saw her when she came out to the pool to meet him. Now, as he
watched her naked body settle on the massage table, and covered only
with the towel, Marc's mind was imagining just how wonderful it would be
to feel his body intertwined with hers, to feel his thick manhood,
swollen with lust for her, moving slowly in and out of her drenched
pussy, of her arms and hands wrapped around him holding him tightly as
he pleasured her. He knew that once he had taken her she would be his
totally, and she would desire him so completely that she would be
willing to satisfy his body in any way he wanted. As these thoughts
played in Marc's mind, he realized that his thick black love member was
pressing hard against his jock strap and now very much visible through
the nylon fabric of his work out shorts. He checked his thoughts,
realizing that he had to proceed slowly and carefully in order to make
this dream into reality.

It took another twenty minutes for him to finish. He massaged smoothly
and sensually first her shoulders, upper and lower back, her calf
muscles and her thighs. He loved the feel of Lisa's body. He knew that
taking her the first time would be total ecstasy for him. Now, he caused
his fingers to travel very slowly and deliberately just a little under
the towel, gently massaging very near to Lisa's clit. He knew he was
taking a chance of losing Lisa permanently by going so close, so soon.
But looking at Lisa's beautifully shaped and toned body, having his dark
fingers so close to her slit, feeling her soft skin and taut muscles,
was almost too much for Marc, and he felt his manhood as it throbbed
with desire.

For her part, Lisa was about to react when she felt his fingers, but he
moved them back, and then allowed them to circle toward her clit yet
again. She knew he was playing with her. As his fingers felt the warmth
of her inner thigh near her slit, Marc could feel his thick black love
organ swelling larger and larger under his work out shorts. He smiled to
himself when she did not react. This was good, very good. He knew that
Lisa had to have known he crossed a boundary with his fingers, and yet
she allowed him to without a saying a word. This was a surprise to Marc,
a pleasant surprise.

She felt a thrill course through her body, because she knew that Marc
did this on purpose. She had let him do it without comment, and she had
to admit that her vagina was tingling with excitement, and her love
juices were flowing. She was surprised at herself, that she didn't say
something; instead she savored the excitement that he created in her
body. She knew that she couldn't let him go any further, but she loved
the feeling of arousal he was creating in her loins.

"Done for today, Lisa. I hope that was as good for you as it was for
me." He offered with a broad grin. "I thought Matt was going to make it
today, what happened? Did he get tied up somewhere? I'm not sure what
you and Matt are doing tonight, but I am having a before and after stats
party that you might want to come to. It's for about ten of my clients
and their dates or spouses. They get to celebrate reaching their goals.
Just some drinks, and light hors d'ouvres You might find it interesting.
Some of these people have been working at this for months, and they're
enjoying their successes. They'll probably have some pictures of
themselves before they started their programs as well. I do it as a way
to celebrate for them and let them show off and to give new people
inspiration to stay with it."

"Thanks, Marc. Matt was supposed to join me here, but he did have some
work to do. Tonight sounds interesting. But, Matt is flying out on a
business trip to London, so I'm not sure if we can make it. But, on the
other hand, his flight isn't until later, so I could just drive him from
your place to the airport. I'll talk with him, but I'm thinking we can
make it." As she got up from the table, Lisa quickly scanned Marc's
ripped body with her eyes and was stunned by the prominent bulge in his
crotch. This told her that his close massage was no accident. He caught
her look, and smiled a knowing smile, and shrugged his shoulders as if
to say: "What do you want from me, I'm human."

"Sounds good to me. And, if you don't have anything to do after you drop
Matt off for his flight, maybe you can come back and join us in the spa.
By that time, people will be relaxed enough to hop into the hot tub and
have a couple of drinks, and who knows what." Smiling mischievously, he
gave her his address. "I look forward to meeting the lucky man." He
finished with a broad smile. As she looked again at his handsome face
and totally ripped body, Lisa felt a wave of physical attraction for him
wash over her.

"Why thank you. And I'm sure 'the lucky man' as you call him, will be
happy to meet you too. I don't know about coming back after I drop Matt
off. We don't usually do parties like that on our own. I would never be
comfortable with Matt at a work party by himself; especially with all
the young women he works with who are constantly flirting with him. And
I'm positive Matt wouldn't go for me being in the spa with my ripped
personal trainer, and his buffed students while he was on his way to
Europe." She grinned and looked toward Marc's very obviously swollen
manhood which his shorts were not doing a good job of concealing.

Lisa felt good about having said that, because she knew that she had
basically put Marc in his place, giving him the message nicely that she
was drawing the line. But, she thought to herself if she had met Marc in
college some years earlier, before she had met Matt, there was a very
good chance she would have at least dated him, even though back then
interracial dating was just beginning to take hold. But Marc had such a
beautifully sculpted face combined with such remarkably chiseled body,
she would have crossed that line for someone like him.

Girls she remembered from college did it all the time, and happily. And
she wondered to herself if she would have given up her cherry to Marc,
the same way she did to Matt. And once again, she felt a thrill run
through her body at the mere thought of fucking Marc. As she stood there
holding the towel tightly around herself, she wondered what Marc's
reaction would be if she just dropped it and stood naked in front of
him. Looking at him, she just knew sex with him would be awesome. And
noting that his bulging crotch must be covering a very serious sized
piece of equipment, she mused about what having such a huge shaft in her
would feel like. And she wondered further, how many of his clients he
had fucked. She just knew that a lot of women would jump at the chance
of fucking Marc.


She realized she had to purge these thoughts from her mind. And she
determined to cease her mind's musings right then and there.
Nevertheless, there was no denying that now, after several years as a
married woman, she was flattered that he would try to flirt with her and
that he actually got aroused by her. There was no denying one thing as a
result of today's workout and massage, she was starting to feel good
about herself and the way she looked.

As Lisa was leaving the fitness club, Matt was getting out of his car.
He looked at her disappointed that he had not made it in time. "Sorry,
Babe. Next time I hope. I just had a lot of stuff to get done before I
leave tonight. How was it?"

Lisa smiled and told Matt: "It was perfect. The whole routine went fine,
and the massage after was the best."

"Massage? Cool. I didn't know a massage came with this. Pretty nice! Who
gave the massage?"

"Marc did. He was great. It felt so good and was so relaxing."

"You mean a guy gave you a massage? What did you wear?" He asked,
sounding a little concerned now. And Lisa loved the sudden attention.

"I didn't wear anything, but relax, I was covered with a towel. And, he
didn't try anything funny. He was very professional, he gives men and
women massages all the time. And, believe me, he's so hot looking, he
can have any of the women he wants around here, he doesn't have to waste
his time on me."

"Lisa, what are you talking about? Do you have any idea how many guys
would die to have a chance with you? What's more, do you have any idea
how many guys would want to give you a massage with you covered only by
a towel?" Matt's voice was elevated. And, Lisa was absolutely loving the
attention she was getting from her husband. She didn't recall the last
time he had been so concerned about her, it had been so long.

"You're sure he didn't try anything, Babe?" Matt asked, truly concerned.

"Matt, would you relax. He tried nothing. He was totally professional in
every way. My workout session was great, and my massage was great. So
you can just calm down." Lisa deliberately left out the part where
Marc's fingers came oh so wonderfully close to her slit, and how it had
affected her heart rate and caused her vagina to flush and throb.

"In fact tonight if you are up to it, on our way to the airport, Marc
invited both of us to his place for a before and after stats celebration
for some of his clients, just for drinks and hors d 'oeuvres So you can
meet him for yourself. And, if you were here today, you would already
know that he's a nice guy, and an expert at what he does."

Lisa also failed to tell Matt about her suspicions about Marc subtly
trying to come on to her. She also left out the fact that Marc's love
wand had come to life during her massage, and he made no attempt to hide
it afterward. But, she definitely liked how Matt had returned to the
cautiously jealous and protective husband she knew in their early days
of dating and marriage. What's more, she felt excellent about the fact
that he now had a taste of exactly what she felt while all of his female
coworkers flirted with him, right in front of her. And as she thought
about Marc, she felt butterflies in her stomach to even think that such
a hot stud would actually possibly have an interest in her.

Goals Met

Matt agreed to stop at Marc's with Lisa on their way to the airport. He
wanted to meet Marc and develop a sense about this guy who was suddenly
massaging his wife's body clad only in a towel. With his upcoming trip
on his mind however, and with Lisa's protests that Marc was totally
professional, Matt didn't really let any of his fears about Lisa's
massage eat away at him. That evening, packed and ready for the trip,
Matt and Lisa drove to Marc's townhouse. They could only spend about an
hour there before Lisa had to drop Matt off at the airport.

Marc welcomed them to his townhouse and the introductions between Matt
and Marc took place quickly. Matt was instantly jealous when he saw the
guy Lisa had told him had given her a massage as she lay naked with only
a towel covering her. And Marc, took in Lisa's husband, realizing at
once that the two of them made the perfect couple. He was a very good
looking a guy as she was a very beautiful woman. For her part, Lisa
looked Marc over, liking the short sleeved silk shirt he was wearing
that didn't flaunt the wonderful body under it. She also liked his baggy
slacks that just showed enough of his nicely rounded butt. She had only
seen him in gym clothes, and he was still nice eye candy in his casual
wear, just like her husband was.

Marc immediately offered drinks to his newly arrived guests, and he
brought them to where the hors d'oeuvres were, pointing out the tasty
and health conscious selection. He made a point of telling them both to
be sure to try his black stuffed sausage, a beef sausage that was just
the right blend of protein and fat, which tasted delicious, his own
recipe, he said.

He smiled at Lisa when he said, "Be sure you try my black sausage, I
know you're going to love it." And, looking at Matt with the same smile,
"you know what they say Matt, once you try black..." And they all
laughed, but Matt thought the whole sausage thing was weird and the
comments were not as funny as Marc seemed to think. Then Marc introduced
them around to a few of the couples. He didn't try to disguise the fact
that he looked slowly up and down at Lisa, who was wearing a glove tight
navy blue dress, cut short above the knees with matching spike heeled
shoes. This was not lost on Matt, who was actually a little pissed that
a guy would do this in front of him.

Lisa loved it. She had lived this with the flirts from Matt's office.
Now he knew what it felt like. "Whoa, Lisa! I hate to lose a client, but
that dress tells me all you need right now is maintenance. You look
terrific, Lisa." Marc's compliment made Lisa feel great, but Matt was
thinking that "This guy's gonna try to put the moves on her for sure.
He's making it look like a compliment, but he really wants to take her
panties."

Tonight, Marc didn't have a lot of time to have his plan work, but he
was going to try. When Lisa had told him that she had to drive Matt to
the airport, Marc enlisted his friend Miguel, an accountant like Matt,
in his little plan. Marc introduced Matt to Miguel and Miguel was to
chat Matt up and share stories. Miguel was good at this, and Marc knew
that Matt would like the guy. But then Miguel would complain to Matt
that he had to leave for the airport in about a half hour to fly out to
France on business. The next step would be for Miguel to insist that
Matt share his limo ride to the airport and spare Lisa the thirty five
minute drive each way. In the meantime, just to ensure that Matt would
take Miguel up on his offer, Marc would make sure her drink glass would
be full for the next hour, making driving an unwise option til she had
at least a coffee or two.

Miguel agreed to go along with the scam if Marc would set him up with
Marc's latest conquest, a client he had taken for the first time a week
earlier. Marc agreed instantly. While he didn't like to share, he would
do it when it suited him. And the little collection of white wives he
had taken were always willing to do him a favor when he required them to
do so.

As Miguel and Matt were talking, Marc took Lisa and introduced her to a
couple of his clients who had reached their weight loss and training
goals and were celebrating. There were several other couples and singles
present who were just there to help celebrate. When Marc wasn't getting
his guests refills, he was spending all of his time with Lisa and the
people she was talking to at the moment. He made sure that he
complimented her in front of the group for her achievement of doing so
many laps in the pool that morning. She blushed a little, but his
comments made her feel good about the day.

When Miguel sprung the news to Matt that he too was going to the
airport, he insisted that Matt join him in his limo so Lisa would not
have to make the trek back and forth to the busy airport. Matt was
actually relieved that Lisa didn't have to drive him in, as he knew the
traffic was always a mess going into and out of the airport. For his
part, Marc made sure that Lisa's wine glass was full, and his plan was
starting to work, as he could tell that she was becoming increasingly
relaxed and talkative with the people she was speaking with and sharing
workout stories.

The limo arrived and before Matt left with Miguel, he said his good byes
to Lisa, and he told her it would be okay to stay a while if she wanted,
not to hurry right home. She was surprised and relieved, because at this
point, she was starting to enjoy herself. Miguel and Matt left for the
airport, and after dropping Matt off, the driver returned Miguel to his
home and got a nice tip from Miguel for his services. It was a win win
situation for Miguel and Marc.

Over the next hour, Marc made his guests his special seasonal martinis,
making certain that Lisa's was particularly potent. At some point, Lisa
realized that Marc had placed his arm around her waist while they were
talking and sharing a laugh in a group. Lisa felt a thrill move through
her body. He didn't keep it there long, but she also noted that when he
removed it, his hand slid slowly across her ass. No one in the group
noticed it, but Lisa did. And this time, she couldn't deny the
butterflies in her stomach and the wave of excitement that moved from
her ass to her loins and her breasts. Her eyes widened in surprise as
she turned to her host, who smiled mischievously at her. "Sorry Lisa,
didn't get to touch that during the massage. Couldn't resist, I guess."
Lisa gave him a stern look but one that said she wasn't really angry.

"Speaking of that, how does your body feel after your workout and
massage today?" He asked, now engaging her one on one.

"Actually, it feels excellent. And the massage was so relaxing. I never
had one before, and it was really good too, a good way to end the first
workout."

Marc looked over to his hot tub on the deck where two couples had
already immersed themselves in the warm water. "You ought to try the spa
out, you'll be totally relaxed in there with the warm water and the
massage jets. It's like getting another massage. I have swim suits from
the club if you don't want to go au natural. But the others in there
will probably give you a hard time. I think they don't have suits on."

"I don't know, Marc. I probably shouldn't. I think Matt would be really
upset if he found out that after having a few drinks, I decided to get
naked and jump into the spa.. But, it does look really inviting."

"Lisa, Matt told you to stay and enjoy yourself, right? So, enjoy
yourself. He's not going to find out unless you tell him. And, you can
wear a suit if you want. You can change out of your clothes in the
bedroom, and there are body towels on the bed so you can look
respectable as you make your trip from bedroom to spa. I'll even join
you after I say goodbye to a couple of people who are leaving."

Lisa felt torn. She really wanted to try the spa, but she knew that
getting naked and going into it, especially after the wine and her
martini was probably not the best idea. At the same time, she found
herself dying to see Marc out of his clothes and naked in the spa. The
recollection of the prominent bulge in his pants earlier in the day had
been on her mind all afternoon and evening. She knew that getting in the
spa would ensure her that she would see his manhood, full and up close.
And, with other people there, she knew he couldn't try anything funny.
But seeing him naked would definitely provide her with fantasy material
for the next few days while Matt was away.


Lisa holding her drink

"Okay, I think I'll try it. I'll do the respectability towel routine.
And your wandering hands had better behave themselves, Mister." She gave
him a stern look and smiled. For his part, Marc felt his cock starting
to swell in response to the sandy haired beauty in front of him, who
might very well spend the night in his bed and not Matt's.

Marc bid several of his guests goodbye and returned to the living area
just in time to witness a naked Lisa joining the other guests in the hot
tub. She removed her towel just as she stepped into the spa, and Marc
caught a cameo of her naked body, noting her slender and toned torso
with her absolutely perfectly full and shaped breasts, and her
remarkable ass. His heart raced at the sight of the naked white beauty.
He made her another drink, just to keep the buzz going. He didn't want
her drunk, just very relaxed. Then he went to his room and slipped out
of his clothes, wrapping a towel around his waist.

His flaccid cock was thick and about seven inches long. It bulged
against his towel, and it always drew comments when he got into his spa
with other people there. He would get into the spa very slowly because
he wanted to make sure Lisa would get a good look at what could be hers.

Marc placed Lisa's glass on the edge of the spa to her right and asked
his other guests if he could fix them another drink, but all declined
saying that they needed to sober up before they left. Then Marc removed
his towel and climbed in next to Lisa. Immediately two of the women
called attention to Marc's obviously well endowed manhood. They joked
and he stood there smiling at them saying, "Well ladies, if you didn't
have your husbands with you tonight........" and he didn't finish. He
was sure Lisa had had an excellent look as he lowered himself into the
seat next to her.

Indeed, Lisa had had a very good look at Marc's entire body from the
square shoulders, the sculpted torso with the perfectly formed and
muscled pectorals, the magnificent cock which seemed simply huge to her,
the beautifully muscled thighs and his really sexy rounded ass. She
thought that his dark skin made him even more erotic looking. It was
particularly interesting to her that while his body was a medium brown
or mocha color, the shaft of his penis was a deep black color and the
very thick mushroom head was also black with a pinkish tinge around the
edge. He had been circumcised, and this allowed his thick mushroom to
showcase itself all the more. He could easily have been a male model,
and maybe he had been for all she knew. The bubbling waters of the spa
swallowed his body, and he let his arms rest by his sides.


After the women's comments about Marc's endowment were finished, the
conversation went to other things. Marc turned to Lisa and said softly,
knowing that the other couples who were talking would not hear him: "I
see you made it in here without any problem. It's not fair that I get
comments, and you didn't because clearly you are the hottest lady to
grace this spa ever. I bet the two guys over there have raging hardons
right now because of you. I know I do." He looked directly into her eyes
and smiled as he said this. Lisa was at first stunned, and she didn't
know how to respond. But what he had said and the image of his cock
swelled into what had to be a huge erection caused her breasts to tingle
and her vagina to feel a surge of desire for the black stud next to her.

She giggled nervously at his comment, where normally she would have shut
him down instantly. But the liquor was having an impact. Instead, she
said: "Marc! You have to stop. I can't sit here next to you and let you
talk like that." She knew she should probably excuse herself and dress
and leave. Yet, she didn't get up. She didn't want to make a scene. She
just sat there looking into Marc's eyes for a quick moment, thinking
that she could still control the situation. and then she tried to join
in the conversation of the others in the spa. But Marc was moving in on
her fast.

He smiled at her and again said softly: "Lisa, if you really wanted me
to stop, you would have gotten up and stormed away from here. But, here
you sit, which confirms for me what I thought and hoped. You're as
turned on by me as I am by you, aren't you? And you're wondering if I
really do have a hardon right now, and you're also wondering how big it
is, because I am almost certain that pretty boy Matt doesn't have me
beat in that department, and you've never seen one this big. So, just so
you know Lisa, I really do have a huge woodie going, and you really are
the reason. What's more, I am going to let you feel for yourself, to
prove what I'm saying is true." With that said, he again stunned Lisa by
taking her hand under the water and bringing it over to his now
throbbing shaft. He placed her palm on top first, then caused her hand
to travel up and down the length of it.


The liquor had relaxed her enough to allow this to happen without her
going ballistic, and Marc was right. She was turned on by him, and now
that he had dragged her hand over to his manhood, she was totally
shocked because it felt absolutely enormous, bigger than she had
imagined. She tried to pull her hand away, just so it would look like
she was being forced, but she didn't try very hard. And, she allowed
Marc to move her fingers up and down his charcoal shaft several times
before he finally let go of her hand. She pulled it away immediately,
not wanting to appear to Marc to be a total slut. She was looking at his
handsome face, and his smile with his dimples made him all the more
attractive. She could feel her face, flushed with color over what had
just happened. And she could also feel excitement raging through her
body, particularly her full breasts and her vagina.

"See, I told you. So tell me, what'd you think?", he asked smiling at
her, and then he looked over to his other guests and joined briefly in
their conversations.

"I think I can't believe you just did that to me, is what I think. Marc,
I'm married. I can't...." was all she said, but she stayed seated.

While talking with the couple across from him, Marc placed his hand on
Lisa's thigh, and she placed hers on his, as if to stop him from trying
anything else. He moved his hand up her thigh and she simply allowed him
to do it, because even though she knew she should be getting up and
leaving, she felt so attracted to this black stud that she wanted him to
feel her, just as she had felt him. So, she let him. Somewhere in her
mind, she thought she could stop him from taking her fully, but she'd
allow him a feel, the same kind of feel he had made her do.

When Marc's fingers arrived at her pussy, it was totally drenched with
desire and anticipation. And, even though they were in the spa, Marc
knew instantly that she was wet with excitement. His forefinger and
middle finger massaged her in a gentle circle, and then they slid into
her, causing her to gasp just slightly. They slid in easily because she
was so wet.

"You can say what you want, but you're so wet in there, I know you want
this as much as I do. Were you wet like this this morning when I gave
you the massage?" He moved his fingers in a slow circular fashion
several inches into her love canal. Lisa held Marc's wrist, but she
didn't try to pull him out of her. She looked at the couples across from
her and tried to smile and talk, but her breathing was increasing, and
she could feel her face totally flushed.

"So nice, Lisa, so nice! You feel just like I thought your would, so
warm and wet. And, your breathing is telling me that you're pretty
ramped up right now. I bet you wish these people would get the hell out
of here." He looked her way and down at her breasts which were just
below the water line.

"Marc, I have to go. I can't do this, I'm married. I can't. I've never
done this before." At that moment, Marc removed his fingers from Lisa's
cunt and took her hand again and brought it back to his throbbing cock.
"Hold me Lisa, and we'll see if you can't do this. I know you want to, I
can feel your excitement. You're drenched girl. And, you can feel my
excitement for you. Hold it and slide your hand up and down, and take a
drink of your martini. It'll relax you."

Lisa pulled her hand away, and glared at Marc. "I told you, Marc. I'm
married. I can't do this." But she didn't try to get up and leave.
Marc's eyes locked with hers and he said: "Lisa, look at you. Your face
is flushed, your pussy is drenched, and you already felt me once, and
let me feel you. And, you can't do this because you're married? Be
serious! You clearly want to Lisa, you want to and you know it.
Otherwise, you would have bolted out of this spa at my first touch." At
this point, Marc took her hand once again and placed it firmly on his
pulsing black shaft. "Hold me for three minutes, Lisa. Massage my cock
up and down. Squeeze me hard, and then tell me you can't do this. Now
take a drink and hold on tight, babe. One thing I can tell you for sure
is that you won't be disappointed." He turned his attention to the other
occupants of the spa and chatted with them as if nothing had happened.

In the meantime, the liquor was still working and Lisa did as she was
told. She took a long drink of her martini, feeling the alcohol wash
down her throat, feeling warm. She was holding Marc's pulsing shaft and
could only imagine what his thick black cock looked like under the
water. It felt huge, much, much bigger than Matt's. And, Lisa could feel
Marc's fingers return to her pussy, circling and circling. Her breathing
was increasing again, and she knew that if she let him keep this up, she
would most certainly cum right there in front of his other clients and
their spouses. While she wanted to let go, she also wanted to feel his
monster cock. It felt so strangely large and powerful to her. The shaft
was thick and hard as granite. She was now letting her pussy do her
thinking, and it was telling her that Marc was really right, after all.
She did want this, there was no denying it.

But at that moment, one couple and then the other said their good byes
and thanked Marc for the party. She wondered if they knew what he was
doing. They did not seem to, but Lisa was secretly relieved that they
were going so she could speak freely and tell him that they had gone as
far as they were going to go with this little feel up session. But even
with that thought, Lisa kept her hand on Marc's rock hard and powerful
manhood and she marveled in her mind at its thickness and its length.
Lisa was running her hand up and down Marc's shaft but he did not seem
to be having the reaction to her touch that she was having to his, and
she felt a little disappointment.

His fingers continued to move in a circular fashion, and she could feel
the beginnings of what would be a huge orgasm if she let him continue.
Her breathing was increasing, and she could feel sweat on her brow, even
in the spa. But, Marc was talking with his departing guests and showed
not a sign that Lisa was even touching him.

He took his hand out of her suddenly to shake hands with his departing
guests, and they said their good byes to her as well. Lisa responded and
then said she would be leaving as well. She started to get up but Marc
quickly put his hand on her thigh and pushed it back down. Marc smiled
at her and asked her to at least stay a bit longer. She agreed and sat
back down.

The guests dried themselves off, dressed and left after another round of
goodbyes. During that time, Lisa had gotten up and moved to the other
side of the spa, facing Marc. "Feel safer over there?, he asked.

Lisa looked at him and took in the stud across from her and felt herself
weaken with the desire she had for him. It was partly the alcohol, but
it was also the same feeling she had had when she first saw him, he was
just incredibly good looking. And, she knew instantly when she saw him
look at her that morning that he wanted her, and he knew she wanted him
as well. She thought he could sense it. He was so hot looking, his face
was still boyishly cute, his body was perfect, and his cock remarkable.
But, she was married, and now would be honest with him, and make her stand.

"Marc, I don't know what just came over me. I didn't do anything while
they were still here partly because I didn't want to make a scene, and
partly because truthfully, I am attracted to you. I admit it. But I
can't, I'm married. I just can't, so please respect that. And I have to go."

Before she could move to get up out of the spa, Marc stood facing her.
Now, she saw with her eyes what she only imagined when he had placed her
hand on his coal black shaft. It was huge, black, thick, long and
strong. And, it was fully erect. It had thick veins running the length
of the shaft. Marc moved toward her, and his cock was now only a foot or
so from her face. He thought this might weaken her, he hoped it would.

Water dripped from his ripped torso, highlighting every muscled ripple.
His tightly curled jet black pubic hair clung around the base of the
monster cock. His ball sack was a huge pouch housing two very thick
testicles. Lisa stared at her would be lover's package in awe. It was
amazing to her that a guy could be so big. He didn't say a word, but
rather reached into the water and took her hands and pulled her up to
and against him. She resisted at first, but he held her firmly against
his hard body. His cock was pointing up and was pressing against her
stomach, and she could feel its warmth and hardness.

Lisa began again, "Marc, I can't, I'm....." But his lips covered hers
and his tongue invaded her mouth. She struggled slightly at first,
trying to keep her mouth closed, but his tongue forced its way between
her lips and as his strong arms held her tightly against him, she
allowed his tongue to play with hers. She allowed his lips to work their
magic on her mouth, and she returned his kiss as she felt an incredible
desire for this black Adonis building deep within her loins. Lisa's arms
came up from her sides and she began pulling Marc's body into hers even
more tightly. She used her hands to explore his tightly toned back,
running them up and down and stopping on his beautiful black ass which
she liked so well. Then, almost as if someone had flipped a switch on
her, Lisa's hands reached up to his face and cradled it as they kissed.
The kiss went on for several minutes as Marc sought to heighten her
level of arousal, so that there could be no possible way for her to turn
back.

Mars's hands did considerable exploring of their own as he kissed this
married white beauty. His long arms allowed his hands to feel all of
Lisa's beautifully soft white back and then to squeeze each side of her
perfect ass, and then he reached under and up so that his long black
fingers were once again in Lisa's cunt. Now she was absolutely drenched.

Good he thought, it will make it easier for her when he completed taking
her for his own. But now, as her hands held his face, Marc's fingers
were again circling within Lisa's love chute, and their invasion was
taking its toll on her. As the fingers of his right hand pleasured her
pussy, his left hand was gently squeezing her right breast, and it was
almost too much for Lisa, and Marc knew it because her body was
beginning to twitch and shake as it made its way to what would be a
powerful orgasm.

But Marc stopped. He removed his fingers from her cunt, and he placed
both hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her body downward. Lisa
knew instantly what he wanted. And she had become so aroused by the
intensity of their kissing and touching, and so excited by the feel of
his hard cock pressed into her abdomen, that she allowed herself to
positioned on her knees, almost in subservience to the black Adonis in
front of her.

As Marc pushed on Lisa's shoulders, she kissed and nibbled her way down
his hard and muscle rippled torso, licking and nibbling his nipples,
kissing his defined abs, tonguing his naval, biting the little black
knobs of body hair that trailed from his naval to his massive shaft. She
had changed from the Lisa of a few minutes before who said she had to
leave. Now, it seemed as though she couldn't have enough of the black
stud in front of her.

Finally, on her knees, Lisa looked absolutely beautiful to Marc. Her
body was perfect from the beautiful face, the perfect breasts, the toned
abdomen, the remarkable ass. He felt his cock swell and throb with
anticipation as Lisa took it in her hands without any prompting from
him. Truly, she was going to be the perfect lover for him for some time
to come. But now, she was about to achieve Marc's first goal for her.
She was about to suck his black monster and swallow his love seed.


Looking at the coal black cock with its pulsing veins and knowing what
was expected of her, she used both hands to grasp it. She could feel the
life in Marc's shaft. Her hands could feel it pulsing, throbbing. She
marveled at how erect and hard it was. Moving her mouth toward it, she
kissed the tip of its thick mushroom while still holding the shaft with
both hands.

Lisa looked up at Marc, and seeing his muscle rippled torso and his
beautifully carved pecs sent a lustful charge through her body. Their
eyes locked for only a second, and Marc smiled broadly, his beautiful
teeth and dimples showing. Quickly, she turned back to his beautifully
thick penis and began tonguing, and licking, and sucking its head. She
was amazed at its girth and its stiffness. Moans of pleasure escaped
from Marc's throat, and Lisa felt good that she was able to excite this
black Adonis.

She stretched her lips around his manhood and took it deep into her
mouth, so that she gagged briefly. Sliding her mouth back and forth on
the thick black love muscle was clearly pleasuring Marc whose hands were
now guiding her head back and forth on his cock, creating a rhythm. He
wanted Lisa to deep throat him, but he was not sure if she could
accommodate his thick shaft.

"Babe, I'm going to pull you onto it, and it's going to go down your
throat, you'll feel like you're gonna choke, but you won't. Breath
through your nose and relax, you'll be amazed at what you can take into
your mouth. When I cum, just swallow. I tend to cum a lot." For her
part, with a big black cock in her mouth, she tried to simply nod. Marc
smiled his handsome smile at her and placed his hands on the back of her
head. Slowly and steadily he pulled her onto his pulsing manhood,
feeling its mushroom head lodge in the opening at the back of her throat.

"Breath through your nose, babe and try to relax. You feel so fuckin
awesome to me." Then he pulled her head harder causing his cock to push
down her throat. Her eyes watered and she did gag, and he pulled out,
but not before he had felt the tightness of her throat deliver
magnificent pleasure to his black invader. "We'll try that again, just
concentrate on letting your throat relax and breathe through your nose."
Again he smiled down at his white beauty, and used his thumbs to wipe
tears out of her eyes.

This time, Marc had more luck and he was able to slide most of the black
monster down Lisa's throat, feeling the incredible tightness around his
hot pulsing black shaft. "Oh fuck Lisa, that feels so fuckin hot, babe."
Now he began pumping in and out of her mouth and throat, feeling his
cock being squeezed like it never had been before. Lisa's eyes were
tearing, and she fought off gagging. She found her throat getting used
to the in and out action of his massive cock. She delighted in listening
to the loud groans of pleasure coming from Marc now. It was clear that
she was bringing him down the road to a magnificent climax.

Finally, she felt Marc's body go rigid, his muscles tightened as he was
about to climax. His cock seemed to suddenly thicken and stiffen even
more. "Ohhhhh, fuck Lisa, I'm cumming.........Oh yes Babe! Ohhhhhhhh!
Unnnnnhhhhhhhh!

Lisa felt him start to pump out his gooey seed, and it lubricated her
throat. He kept his cock deep in her throat for the first few shots of
cum, but then he pulled out and shot some of his thick love cream onto
her beautiful face, and then rubbed his black penis around her face,
spreading his seed all over his white beauty. Pulling her to her feet in
the spa, Marc's lips locked onto Lisa's and he tasted his own salty cum
as he kissed her, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

Pulling his face away from hers, Marc looked into Lisa's eyes, and
smiled. She returned the look, noticing that his mocha colored face had
traces of his cum smeared over it from when he had just kissed her. He
had her now. She would be his, and she was so fucking beautiful, he
thought. "So what was that you were trying to say about, 'I can't'? And
he just stared at her and smiled. Lisa felt a twinge of guilt, but knew
Marc was right.

He picked her up, and carried her from the spa to his bedroom, where he
had already pulled back the bed clothes in anticipation of successfully
taking Lisa. Placing her back on her feet, he held her at the waist and
said: "Don't move babe. Let me dry you off." And, taking a towel from
the foot of the bed, he carefully wiped her face, and then his own.
Before he moved to the rest of her body, he kissed her yet again, and
loved the feel of her kissing him back, throwing her being into it and
rubbing her hands up and down his body.

"Lisa, I couldn't believe it when you came in the other day. You are so
fucking hot girl, you don't need to do anything. You look perfect,
absolutely perfect as you are. Your tits are incredible, and your ass
Lisa, your ass is nothing short of perfection. I had a hardon the
instant I saw you." He finished toweling her off, taking extra time
dabbing her sensitive tits with the soft towel, he loved their shape and
size. For her part, Lisa was almost in a daze. Everything had happened
so quickly. And the alcohol definitely had played a role, but Lisa stood
there as Marc dried her, and she felt her sore throat, knowing that it
was from the first deep throating experience she had ever had, and with
someone other than her husband. She was pulled out of her daze as she
felt Marc's lips on her left nipple, then he moved to her right. She
looked down and saw his manhood had grown once again. She knew what he
wanted, and she was struggling in her mind.

"Marc, I know this sounds crazy after what we just did, but I don't
think I can have sex with you. I have never been unfaithful to Matt,
until tonight." She lowered her head. He put his index finger under her
chin and lifted her head.

"Lisa, we both know we had to do this. We knew it this morning at your
work out. Matt is on his way to London, he'll never know, unless you
tell him. I promise, we won't do anything you don't absolutely want to
do, but let me just repay you for what you did for me in the spa."

With that, he picked her up again and lay her beautiful white body on
the edge of his bed with her legs draped over the side of the bed.
"Marc, please. You don't have to repay me. This is wrong. I shouldn't
have done that to you. We need to stop here and now. Please Marc".

She struggled only slightly, and ultimately allowed him to spread her
legs as he knelt on the floor and without a word, grasped each of her
breasts with his hands, and buried his face in her sopping wet pussy.
Marc began his ministrations with his tongue licking his lover's lips,
and tonguing her love hole, and then tongue fucking her as he gently
squeezed her beautifully full breasts, pinching her nipples, and rubbing
them.

It was as if an electric charge had surged through her body, and Lisa
moaned deeply with the pleasure of it. "Oh, Marc! Please don't!" But
clearly, her body's response to him was different from her mind's
response. Her legs twitched, her torso spasmed, and her hands rushed to
his head, at first to push it away, but then to push his face harder
into her pussy as she surrendered her love canal to her black lover.

Lisa's vagina was responding to Marc's tongue and she felt her body's
excited reaction to him starting deep within her. Her hands travelled up
and down his arms, feeling his thick biceps, touching his muscular
shoulders, rubbing his shaved head. Her lustful desire for his body was
overtaking her guilty conscience. "Oh Marc, we shouldn't be doing this.
Marc! Marc, you feel so......." And, she moaned as her body rocked
gently from side to side as her lover pleasured her pussy.


Marc continued tonguing her clit, sucking her labia, and now he took his
right hand and began rubbing her clit in a circular motion with his fore
and middle fingers. Next he inserted these fingers in his lover, as he
had done earlier in the spa. She let out a slight gasp and found herself
grinding on his fingers in unison with their circling inside her pussy.

"Oh Marc, you feel so good, so good." She said softly. Her breathing was
increasing once again and his fingers continued to fuck her slowly. and
he continued to tongue her and suck her labia. It was overkill for Lisa,
Matt had never done this for her and between the fingers and the tongue
Lisa could tell that she was building toward a huge orgasm. "Marc, get
up on the bed and fuck me. Please. Get up here and put that black cock
of yours in me before I change my mind." But he ignored her, and
continued the licking and finger fucking. Now he was getting quite rough
down there with his hand, having inserted three fingers that he plunged
into her, rotated inside of her, and then pulled out quickly, only to
shove them back in quickly.

Marc was now plunging his fingers in and out of Lisa very fast and she
was feeling like her body was no longer in her control. Gone were the
thoughts about not doing anything with this black Adonis. He body was
racing toward a full blown orgasm, and she could do nothing at all to
stop it. All she could think of was that she wanted Marc to mount her
and to fuck her with his cock and not his hand. She desperately wanted
to feel him in her.

"Marc, please, please! I want you to fuck me with your cock. Please
Marc! I want you in me. You're making me feel so good! I know I said I
couldn't, but now I have to have your black cock in me. Please, Marc!"
Her words were getting harder to understand because her breathing was
almost erratic. All the while, Marc's left hand continued to squeeze her
right breast, to pinch the nipple, to excite her beyond where she had
ever been before.

When it finally hit her body, Lisa was moaning and yelling like she had
never, ever done. The pleasure was at a level that she didn't know she
had in her. And he kept fucking her with his fingers for about twenty
seconds after the full brunt of her orgasm took hold of her. When she
climaxed, her vagina's walls clamped hard on Marc's fingers, and he felt
the warm flow of her love fluids as she came. Then, Marc removed his
hand and plunged his face back into her pussy, licking with new energy,
tasting her newly released love juices. She couldn't believe he was
still at her, and just as she thought her orgasm was sliding wonderfully
and peacefully down, this new tonguing and licking and sucking brought
her gently back up, and she loved it. She had never had this happen
before. With Matt, once she reached an orgasm, she would slip slowly
back to normal. Never did she think she could so quickly feel yet
another climax start to build within her.

Marc had felt her orgasm start to subside, and now he felt the new
orgasm building as he tongued her. Once again, he pulled his face away
and started with the fingers yet again. And Lisa was stunned that her
body was about to do the same thing again.

She screamed out to him, "Marc, please, please fuck me! I want you in
me. Don't keep doing this, I want you Marc, please! She reached for his
arms and tried to pull him up and on top of her. She was craving the
feel of his cock. He was driving her crazy with desire for the feel of
his body on her and his coal manhood in her.

Marc ignored her pleas, and kept pistoning his three long black fingers,
now drenched with her cum from her sopping wet vagina. In and out of his
white lover, he pumped his fingers. Her next climax promised to be even
bigger than the one before it, but Marc was edging her. He would feel
her start to go and he would slow his hand just a bit. He wanted to keep
her there, teasing her, playing with her, knowing that by so doing he
would eventually lead her to an orgasm that would wrack her body with
pleasure the likes of which she had never felt.

He knew that her first orgasm had overwhelmed her. He sensed that it was
probably one of her most intense ever, if not the most intense she had
ever had. And, he knew that if he could make this next one even stronger
still, then when he finally took this white beauty for his own, she
would never look back. She would be his to play with as he pleased, and
she would do whatever he wanted her to do whenever he called upon her.
But first, he was going to make her pay for her comment about not being
able to have sex with him.

Marc now had four fingers in Lisa, gyrating, massaging, teasing, keeping
her pleasure at a level she had never felt before in all her years with
Matt. He removed his hand from her pussy, long enough to climb up onto
the bed and lie next to Lisa. They straightened themselves out and for
the moment, Marc lay on his side, propping up his head with his hand. He
smiled at her as she took in his handsome face and ripped mocha upper
body. For the moment, Marc was letting her body relax, and her orgasm
which was getting close a few moments before was starting to slip.
Although, with him lying next to her, Lisa's loins were aching for the
feel of his massive love tool in her. She immediately reached for his
granite hard shaft and slid her body toward it, pushing her now dripping
pussy against it. She was jerking it for him, and puzzled as to why he
had not tried to mount her. She wanted him so badly now.

For his part, Marc wasn't quite ready to give Lisa the grand prize yet.
He knew now that he had her hooked for sure, so he was going to tease
her for a little longer, knowing full well that soon, he would sail his
massive black pleasure ship into her juiced up love canal. He couldn't
wait to experience her tight pussy. He suspected Matt was nowhere near
his size. All the better for Lisa to remember him by, he thought. Now,
he turned and lay flat on his back, with Lisa's hand still on his shaft.
Taking matters into her own hands, she moved quickly and straddled her
black Adonis.

"Babe, this is a huge step for you. We don't have to. You need to think
this out first. We've just played so far, and you haven't given it all
up, and you can keep it that way. You know I want to, but I can't unless
you really want it, because it will change everything for you. You'll
never forget doing it. And, you know I'll always want you after we do it
once, and I think you'll want me too. So, we really need to be certain
about this, babe."

Lisa ignored Matt's words, she was so incredibly focused on mounting
him, feeling him, having him take her. She moved her dripping cunt over
his manhood, and used her hands to position his cock's mushroom at her
slit. The feel of its thick mushroom between her labia sent lustful
shivers through her entire body. For his part, Marc had stopped talking
and just smiled up as the beautiful white wife, now absolutely desperate
for his black cock.

He moved his hands up to Lisa's breasts as she prepared to lower herself
onto him, and he pinched her nipples sending shock waves through her
body, and causing her to twitch in pleasure. He then gently squeezed her
beautifully full tits, loving her feeling. She smiled at him, knowing
that he was teasing her, and then it happened. She settled her beautiful
body onto him, greedily taking him inside of her. She winced at the
mixture of pleasure and pain as the black invader stretched her vagina's
walls, but the wetness of her pussy made its entry fairly easy.

As she was sliding down over his pulsing black shaft, Lisa leaned
forward and placed her hands on Marc's thickly muscled chest, noting the
contrast between his skin's mocha coloring and her own soft white hands.
For his part, Marc felt his cock grow and swell as Lisa settled her body
down onto him, taking him deeper than Matt had ever gone.

Lisa closed her eyes as her vagina swallowed Marc's manhood. She moaned
deeply as it pushed further and further into her, stretching her pussy's
walls, and sending charges of pleasure throughout her body. At about
seven inches in, Lisa could feel Marc's cock pushing at her cervix. It
hurt a bit, Matt's cock had never pushed into her that far. She rocked
her hips from side to side, and then forward and backward, and Marc's
cock was lodged in the opening to her womb. Marc, knowing he was at her
cervix, moved his hands to her waist, and applied gentle downward
pressure, pulling his new white lover downward. Lisa gasped and
whimpered. She felt both pain and pleasure as his cock slowly pushed
into the very tight ring leading to her womb.

For Marc, Lisa's pussy was remarkably tight, confirming for him that
Matt's member was not a match for his own. And, the sensation of pushing
into Lisa's cervix was quite another thrill for the black stud. Her
cervix opening was tighter still and squeezed Marc's cock hard. Lisa's
eyes were tearing, but she did not try to stop Marc from pulling her
onto him. "Babe, it will hurt just a little, then you will love it,
trust me."

She closed her eyes again and moaned, and her beautiful breasts heaved
as she breathed in, getting used to the discomfort, and yet marveling in
how incredibly good it felt to have Marc deep into her vagina and
cervix. "So good, Marc, you feel so good in me!" All ten inches of
Marc's manhood were lodged in his new white lover. He felt his shaft
pulsing and throbbing in Lisa, and he held her body atop of him with his
hands at her waist.

Marc began to gyrate his hips so that his cock pulled out and then
pushed back into Lisa just a bit. The slight movement of his cock within
her, made her moan loudly. It was clear to Marc that her loins were
already building to an orgasm simply as a result of having him love
shaft buried in her. He continued to pull out and push back into Lisa,
pulling out more each time. Her incredibly tight vagina felt better than
any other pussy he had ever taken. She was squeezing his shaft so
tightly that the feeling exceeded any other fuck he could recall. As he
continued to fondle Lisa's breasts and slowly fuck in and out of her,
she kept her eyes closes and moaned almost uncontrollably.

"Ooooh Marc!. Ooooh! Ooooh!. Don't stop!. You feel so good doing that.
I've never felt anything that deep in me and you feel so thick in there!
Unnnnnhhhhhh! I don't know how long I can do this without cumming,. Are
you close? I want this to be good for you too! But, I'm not sure if I
can hold off!" Her fingers grabbed the thick muscles of Marc's chest,
and she dug her nails into his mocha skin, scratching him, but not
seeming to notice. She was too focused on the pleasure his now huge and
throbbing shaft was providing her pussy.

Her cervix's opening had been established by his cock, and each time it
hit her cervix as he plunged back into her, his cock pushed into her
womb, and was squeezed delightfully in the process. The friction of
Marc's thick manhood, moving in and out of her, was driving Lisa crazy,
and her building orgasm was about to overwhelm her entire being.

Now Marc's abdomen was moving so fast, it was causing Lisa's beautiful
torso to bounce up and down with his motion. He was holding onto her
waist once again, and each time his shaft drove itself back up into the
white beauty, his hands pulled her down hard onto him, allowing the full
length of his shaft to plunge into her dripping cunt. Sweat was beading
on her forehead, and her body was beginning to twitch and spasm once
again as her first black fuck orgasm was about to happen. Looking up at
the beautiful white wife he had just taken as he continued to fuck her
only served to stiffen Marc's cock and make it swell even more. She
truly was the most beautiful wife he had blacked thus far, and her
incredible beauty combined with her absolutely tight pussy put this fuck
in a league of its own.

For her part, making love to Marc was totally different from sex with
Matt. Marc had started out gently, and it was a good thing that he did,
given the size of his manhood. But now his onyx rod was slamming itself
up and into her with a force that she had never experienced before. She
marveled at his stamina, as well as at the feeling his huge shaft as it
rammed itself into her pussy and cervix with total abandon. She felt her
orgasm rise up and there was no holding it back. Her body was spasming
and twitching, and she was screaming in total and utter pleasure as her
lover's cock continued to fuck her relentlessly. She felt so totally wet
and stretched down there that she was hoping that it was still good for
Marc, but her orgasm was so immense she didn't really give his pleasure
a lot of thought. "Marc, I'm sorry." She whimpered. "I can't hold......I
can't........ stop it from......Marc, oh Maaaarrrccccc!,
that....feels.......so good" And it overwhelmed her.

Marc watched with pleasure as he saw Lisa's orgasm hit her. He was close
himself, but was glad that she had cum first, and she had cum hard.
Holding securely onto her thin waist, Marc pulled her body very hard
onto his black rod each time he slammed up into her. She was so consumed
by her climax that her body now seemed almost out of her control. Marc
was loving pounding this white wife in a way that he knew she had never
been pounded before.

Her tightness, and the very fact that he watched her orgasm first at the
handiwork of his black cock increased his pleasure tremendously. He was
about to shoot his seed into this white beauty, and he was satisfied
that she would always remember this first fuck of theirs.

Lisa was helpless and she was experiencing one orgasm after the next, a
first for her. Finally, she seemed to sense Marc's muscles tighten and
contract. He let our a loud yell of pleasure as he shot his load hard
into Lisa while at the same time holding her body firmly wedged onto his
swollen and rigid onyx shaft. He was breathing hard and his orgasm
coincided with yet another that Lisa had, providing each of the two
lovers incredible pleasure.

Marc held his new conquest in place for several minutes as he savored
the climax. Lisa's labored breathing was settling down, and she was
barely able to hold herself up, with her palms on Marc's chest. Finally,
she opened her eyes and saw that Marc was smiling up at her, looking
directly into her blue eyes. Her face was flushed, and there was sweat
on her forehead. Her breasts were hanging beautifully, he thought, and
he reached up to gently pinch each of her puckered nipples. She flinched
a little, because every part of her body was so sensitive right then.

As Lisa looked into Marc's eyes, she felt her loins surge even again
with excitement as she took in his handsome face and ripped torso. And,
feeling his manhood stretching her made her feel so sexually excited.
She knew that if he started to move his cock around within her, that
she'd cum again almost instantly, she was so on the edge. She was aware
that she had never felt this level of sexual excitement before, and any
feelings of guilt that might be floating around in her mind were set
aside by the intensity of her sexual attraction for the black man whose
cock was still throbbing deep in her vagina.

"Babe, just incredible! You are absolutely nothing short of incredible!
That was the perfect fuck for me in every way! And, I think it's safe to
say it was perfect for you as well.

"Are you sure? I mean I tried not to cum before you, but I couldn't help
it. I'm sorry, I tried to hold off, but you just got me so excited, it
was like impossible for me to wait for you. Usually, Matt cums way
before I do, and sometimes I don't even cum. But this time, you got me
way ahead of you. Are you sure it was really that good for you?"

Marc smiled, "Lisa, be serious. I loved watching you cum. Christ, your
body was twitching and jerking every which way. And those tits of yours
looked so hot when you first came and arched your back. So hot, so very
hot Lisa. And then, when I finally came and you came again, oh Lisa,
that was really perfect. Can't you tell, I haven't softened up a bit. I
think I'm gonna have to call my doctor like the commercial on TV." He
smiled at her and jerked his abdomen upwards, pushing suddenly deeper
into his lover. Lisa gasped with the sudden surge of pleasure.

Without a word, Marc pulled her down on top of him and kissed her gently
on her nose, her forehead, her eyes, then her lips. "Babe, I am sure it
was good for me. Really, And, I'm glad it was for you. You have no idea
how good it feels for me to have your white pussy wrapped around my
black dick. And your body, babe. When you came to the gym wanting to
firm up and stuff, I couldn't believe it. You're body is better than
perfect. But I couldn't help myself. I told you we could work on it,
just so I could be around you, and maybe get to do what we just did.
Sorry, I admit, I was playing with you."

Lisa smiled at him, and made a face like she was angry. "All those laps
in the pool, and you don't really think I need them! Nice guy you are."
And she squeezed her vagina around his still pulsing shaft, loving the
feel of him. Marc had touched a sensitive point about her appearance
though. She really came to the gym because she thought Matt was not as
attracted to her as he had been. "The truth is, I don't think Matt finds
me as attractive, and I thought the gym would somehow make me what I was
five years ago. Matt and I haven't had sex in over a week, and this is
becoming the norm, so I wonder if he's still interested. And, I have
gained about ten pounds, so I did have a reason to think that I needed
to work on it. But, thanks for the vote of confidence, now that you've
had your way with me." She smiled down at him, feeling both a sense of
excitement because Marc was still very much erect and hard inside of
her, and a sense of guilt and sadness over being unfaithful to Matt.

Marc pulled her face into his and stopped their conversation with a
very, very long and passionate kiss. As he kissed her, he felt her own
passionate response reawaken and deepen. He felt her deliberately using
the muscles of her vagina to squeeze and tighten her hold on him. For
his part, Marc pistoned out and then back into her, and then he rolled
over, keeping his hard manhood lodged deep in Lisa.

Now, resting on his elbows and staring his newly taken white lover in
her beautiful blue eyes, he said: "Lisa, I don't know about Matt, or
what's going on with the two of you, but I find you incredibly
attractive, totally hot. And, I mean this seriously, you and I just had
the best sex I have ever had. I hope it was as good for you as it was
for me. But babe, don't think we're done yet. Because, we aren't!"

He slowly pulled his cock all the way out of Lisa's drenched cunt. He
could feel their mixed juices coating his cock. For her part, Lisa felt
as though a club had been removed from her pussy. She knew at that
moment that she wanted much more of Marc, she loved the feel of him in
her. Placing her hands on his ass, she pushed, trying to cause him to
move back into her.

He smiled down at her. "Hooked on this black dick, aren't you? That was
a fast transition, from not being able to do it because you're married,
to not wanting me to even pull it out of you. I like that, Lisa. It
bodes well for the future. But for tonight, we've got a lot more
exploring to do before we're done. And something tells me that we're
both going to enjoy the next few hours a lot. And, just so you know, no
one will ever know a thing about tonight, unless you decide to tell."
Marc continued to smile down at his newly taken lover. She was his, and
they both knew it.

Lisa was at first surprised that Marc would mention how fast a
transition she had made from faithful wife to fucking him. But, she had
to admit to herself that it was she who straddled him and sat on his
beautiful black shaft. And now, she knew she was ready to explore more
with Marc. But, what he did next took her by surprise. Lifting himself
up from atop of her, Marc now straddled her with his knees set at either
side of her hips. She could see his shiny, wet , massive black shaft
dripping with the residue of their lovemaking. Slowly he moved forward
until his cock was touching her face. Taking his swollen black manhood
in his right hand, he rubbed it back and forth and up and down on Lisa's
face, smearing their juices all over her beautiful face. Next he simply
said, "Clean me babe." And he pushed his thick black mushroom through
her lips and into her mouth.

To say that Lisa was stunned would be to understate it. Never before had
she done anything even close to this with Matt. And yet, now she found
herself sucking Marc's cum mingled with her own pussy's love fluids from
his remarkably black and rigid cock. She cleaned as much as she could
off that part of his cock that could fit into her mouth without deep
throating him once again. When she pulled her mouth off of his cock, she
raised her hands and took his massive member between her fingers and
looked up at Marc. "Lick it clean, babe. Suck it all off. What I didn't
get into your cunt, I want in your stomach."

Lisa was stunned yet again. Yet, she found herself licking and sucking
every drop of their residue off of Marc's cock, just as he had directed
her. And, there was a lot to be sucked. Marc sensed that Lisa was
shocked by his request and so he said: :"Babe, I know you probably
haven't done anything like this before with Matty boy, but you need to
know that there will be a lot of stuff we do together that you've never
done with him, and never will do. But believe me, you're going to like
it all, all of it."


When she was finished sucking whatever residue there was left, Marc told
her: "Now use your fingers to wipe it clean, and then suck anything left
on your fingers, and swallow it all." Lisa's mind was spinning. She knew
Marc was deliberately humiliating her, but she also knew that her cunt
was dying for his cock again, and she knew that she was willing to do
whatever he asked her to do, so long as he would fuck her again. She
also knew that he was disparaging Matt by calling him 'Matty boy". And,
she wasn't sure what that was about.

When she was done licking her fingers clean of their combined love
juices, Marc smiled down at her. "Good job, babe. Just one more goal for
you to meet. Wonder what it is?"

Lisa's eyes widened at the mention of the word goal. She smiled a
knowing smile at her black lover. She playfully pulled hard on his still
throbbing black shaft. "So that's what this was about all along. Your
goal was to get me into bed. Well, I hope you're proud of yourself
mister. Suppose I have a goal for you? What do you think about that?"

"Babe, my goals involved so much more than just getting you into bed.
For example, first I wanted to get you so horny for me that you would
suck me, and let me suck you. And then, I wanted to get you so horny for
me that you would beg me to fuck you, and that's exactly what happened.
And it was soooo good, wasn't it Lisa? And now, I have just one more
little goal, which I know you'll love, once you do it. But why don't we
get ourselves a couple of drinks first?"

Marc pulled on Lisa's hand and the two of them stood naked at the side
of his bed. Their eyes locked and Marc wrapped his dark and muscular
arms around her pulling her close to him. His cock had softened, but was
far from flaccid. "Lisa, I'm glad we did this. Really! You're so fuckin
hot, and I hope you realize that."

For her part, Lisa placed her hands on Marc's ass and pulled his hard
body gently against hers, loving the feel of his manhood pressing into
her. She had loved the sex with him, and she was still very horny for
more with her new found black lover. But standing in Marc's bedroom,
naked and holding him close was almost surreal for her. She had never
planned to be unfaithful to Matt. It had just happened. But she felt
some guilt as she stood there. Her mind was taken from its thoughts when
Marc cradled her head in his hands and lifted her face to his and
pressed his lips to hers. They kissed long and passionately for several
minutes. And as if he had read her mind, Marc spoke.

"Lisa, you're probably going to feel pretty guilty about this, because
you've never done anything like it before. But, I want you to know that
it's going to be alright. You'll get a handle on it. And, no one will
know about us, except us. Matt will never know, unless you tell him. But
tonight is ours Lisa. And I want you to enjoy it, and to enjoy me like
I'm going to enjoy you and your beautiful body." And Lisa could feel
Marc's cock beginning to harden again.

"Let's get that drink babe, before you get me all revved up again." Marc
smiled and took her hand, leading her out of the bedroom. Lisa felt her
heart race as she followed Marc, taking in the outline of his
beautifully formed dark body.

When Marc got into the kitchen, he made chocolate martinis for both of
them, handing Lisa hers and smiling at her, as he looked her up and
down. She was just fucking beautiful he thought. What a beautiful body
and what an incredibly beautiful face. Her sandy colored hair hung
loosely on her shoulders, and her firm and perfectly shaped breasts held
themselves up nicely with the nipples hardened, betraying the sexual
excitement present in her body. Her firmly toned torso led down to a
beautifully slim waist, and her nicely shaped hips flaired out just
slightly, making her incredibly beautiful ass stand out perfectly. Marc
noted that her pubic hair was trimmed in a neat triangle and still damp
from their love making, and his cock jumped pleasurably as he thought of
fucking her yet again. Scanning down the rest of her body, Marc took in
her magnificently shaped and slender legs. He was going to wear her out
tonight, and he hoped that her magnificent body would be his playground
for a long time to come.


Chapter 2

Lisa woke with a start. Her head ached, and her mind was disoriented.
Opening her eyes in the dimly lit room made her know instantly that she
was not in her own bedroom and she experienced momentary confusion. But
then as she turned her head and saw Marc's naked and beautifully muscled
black body lying on his back next to her, the reality of her situation
came crashing down around her. A huge wave of guilt washed over her as
she realized where she was and what she had done. She felt the guilt
deep in the pit of her stomach and up in her throat. "What had she done?
How could she have done this to Matt?

As her eyes scanned Marc's handsome brown face and ripped body, she
realized that her vagina and her ass felt warm and stretched, and she
remembered why. Then, she knew it was no dream. Recalling the night
before, she looked quickly down to her sleeping lover's manhood, now
flaccid, but still thick and long and dark, resting across his right
leg. Even soft, Marc's cock was impressively large, both thick and long;
and the sight of it reawakened in Lisa's body a sense of excitement and
longing. Her mind instantly recalled the sex with Marc, how good it was,
how masterful he had been in bringing her to orgasm time, after time,
after time. And her vagina moistened and tingled as she recalled how
good her black lover felt with his rigid black member buried deep inside
of her as he held her body tightly into his muscled mocha frame. He had
been gentle, and he had been rough, and she loved it all.

Once again, even though she felt almost overwhelmed by her guilt, she
also felt her excitement increase as her eyes scanned the naked body her
black lover. Looking at Marc's thick, dark penis, she marveled that only
a few hours before it had taken her ass's virginity, something her
husband had never done. She remembered how stunned she had been when she
realized that Marc really wanted to fuck her in the ass, and how she
tried desperately to dissuade him from penetrating her there. What's
more, when rigid, Marc's black cock was huge. But he insisted that she
would love it, and that she would want him to do it again and again.
And, he was right.

It must have been the drinks that made it so easy for her to get on her
hands and knees on Marc's bed and follow his directions as he took the
last hole her body had to offer to his throbbing black manhood. He had
lubed her generously, and he instructed her to lube his swollen and rock
hard black shaft, making sure that it was well covered. Then, on his
knees behind his white beauty, Marc pressed his thick mushroom against
Lisa's anus. At the same time, he reached around her with his right
hand, and he used his long black middle finger to trace circle after
circle on her sensitive clit. Her vagina reacted instantly to his
finger's massage, and she was barely aware that Marc's left hand was on
her left hip, holding her body in place, so that when he pushed his
massive black meat into her, she would not be able to move forward to
avoid the certain pain that would come with his black cock's first
invasion of her white ass.

Lisa recalled how she had felt an orgasm building within her loins as
Marc continued to massage her clit, and then she felt him pushing at her
hole. At first, it was just an uncomfortable pressure, and her orgasm
continued to rise within her. But then Lisa felt his shaft push steadily
and firmly into her and it felt like a red hot poker burning into her as
his penis pushed its way through her anal sphincter. The searing pain
caused her to forget all about the building orgasm, and she screamed out
to Marc to stop. And he did. He had felt his mushroom pop through the
pretty white wife's virgin hole, and now he would let her ass get used
to his presence before he pushed deeper into her. Once he had stopped,
the intense pain of his initial entry subsided. Lisa just felt his
immense cock inside her ass, but the pain was less for sure. Now her
orgasm began to build again as he continued to circle her ever so
sensitive clit with his finger.

Almost without her knowing it, Marc began pivoting his cock gently
inward and then out of her ass, taking care not to pop out through her
anal sphincter. Actually, Lisa's arousal was heightened now that he was
playing with her ass this way and that combined with his finger on her
clit caused her sense of her impending orgasm to grow. She could tell
that it would be another huge one. She just hoped that Marc would not
push into her ass any more deeply, she was afraid of the pain it might
cause. But, the excitement that his cock was now causing in her ass was
carrying into her pussy, and it felt awesome to her.

When Marc felt Lisa's body had begun to twitch and spasm here and there,
he knew her orgasm was close, and he deliberately and slowly pushed into
her wonderfully tight ass. At first it was uncomfortable for Lisa
because he felt so big and hard in her, but no where near as bad as his
first popping into her was. But the deeper he went, she had a sense of
almost having a baseball bat shoved up her ass. She thanked god for the
lube, but now she was actually starting to like the feeling of his thick
and rigid black meat pushed deep into her ass with his finger massaging
her to what was going to be a huge orgasm, she knew.

Then, as Lisa continued to race toward orgasm, Marc began to piston all
the way out and then back into her, and that stimulation sent her
totally over the edge after just two rotations in and out. The pleasure
he was giving her was like none she had ever experienced. She began
yelling and twitching uncontrollably, and Marc began ass fucking her
passionately. He let go of her hip and held her by the breasts, and he
actually felt her pushing her ass back onto him, as if begging him to
fuck her deeper and harder. He increased the tempo and found her tight
ass just an incredible fuck. His cock throbbed and pulsed in rigid
excitement, and he loved the incredible pleasure he was getting from the
beautiful white wife he was claiming as his slut, step by step. For her
part, Lisa experienced one orgasm after the next and loved the feeling
of her first ass fuck ever. She didn't know it then, but she would
recall this first ass fucking of her life many, many times in the coming
weeks as her body yearned to experience this intense level of taboo
pleasure yet again.


As she watched her black lover sleep, she recalled their night, and she
could still feel how he had stretched her ass only hours before. But,
now it was a good feeling for her. She mused that she had never had such
satisfying sex with Matt, but she knew that this had to stop here and
now, even though she admitted to herself that the sex was wonderful,
incredible. She at once loved the experience with Marc and at the same
time hated herself for letting down her guard and cheating on her
husband. And she knew that sex would never be the same for her again.

With her eyes casting one last look at her black Adonis, and with her
loins tingling with the excitement that looking at Marc caused within
her, Lisa moved slowly and quietly to the edge of Marc's bed, and she
slipped softly to her feet, being careful not to rouse her sleeping
lover. She moved about Marc's master bed room gathering her clothes and
carrying them silently out of the room, so as not to disturb him. She
had to leave now, she knew. As she slipped her things on, Lisa felt the
urge to strip them off again and lie naked with Marc one last time;
pleasuring him and having him pleasure her. But, she knew she had to go.
It was four thirty in the morning when Lisa let herself out of Marc's
townhouse and headed for her car parked nearby. The cool air assaulted
her body and her nipples hardened under her dress. She had stuffed her
bra and her panties in her bag. . She could feel Marc's love juices
oozing out of her vagina and down her inner thighs, soaking her. Her
mind wandered back to how wonderful he had made her feel as he fucked
her. And again, she hated herself for the fact she had ever let this
happen, because she was so torn between the pleasure of it and the
tremendous guilt of her infidelity to Matt.

As she pushed the remote to unlock her car, she felt him behind her. She
turned to see Marc, his lean and tightly defined chocolate brown body
naked from the waist up, just visible in the light of the early morning.
He wore plaid sleep pants that covered his lower body, but could not
completely hide the bulge of his thick black penis. His feet were bare,
accounting for how he could come up on her without her hearing him until
the last second.

"Is that it? You're just going to leave without saying anything? Was
what we did a few hours ago just sex for you? Did you just use me cuz
Matty boy is too busy to dick you anymore? Or was it that you wanted to
try a black guy just for the thrill of something different? Maybe you
wanted to see what a big black cock felt like compared to Matt's dinky
white prick? I hope I didn't disappoint.

Whatever it was, Lisa, you sure had me fooled because I was certain in
my mind that the sex we had was awesome, and the reason for that was
that we had chemistry together. We had great chemistry. At least, I
thought we did. But, you completely fooled me. I mean, you were so
totally responsive and aggressive as the night wore on. And now, I find
you sneaking away quietly without even a word.

Do you remember what I said before we did it? I told you that you didn't
have to do it. I said while we had fooled around a little that actually
fucking would be a huge step for you, and I didn't want you to do it
unless you were sure because I knew that I would need to do it just more
than one time? I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to fuck you
just for the sake of fucking, that I would want to do this more than
once with you, and I was willing not to go all the way with you, to wait
until you were ready. But, you begged me. You said, 'please fuck me',
and then on your own you got on top of me and positioned my cock and
slid down onto it.

So what's this about now? You're just going to leave, and I bet I won't
see you at the gym anymore because you've had your fun with a black boy,
and now that you know what it's like, and you liked it a lot, that's
obvious, you don't want to fuck up your nice little life with your
pretty boy white husband. Is that it, Lisa? When you come right down to
it, it's really all about you. It's not about Matt or me, it's really
about what's good for you. You've had your fun with your black boy, but
you don't want to risk anything that would interfere with Lisa's perfect
little life.

For what it's worth to you Lisa, I just want you to know that I have
fucked a lot of women, a lot of them. But Lisa, I didn't fuck you. I
made love to you. That's right, from the moment I set eyes on you I was
totally taken with you. And when we got to talking and we did your
workout and massage, I just completely fell for you. And when I was
lucky enough to seduce you into my bed, and I was surprised that I did,
I made love to you. And I really felt like you were making love with me
as well. I guess I was wrong. But for me, it wasn't just about the sex."

Tears streamed down Lisa's face as she stood looking at the natural
lines of Marc's beautifully chiseled mocha torso as he stood in front of
her. Now, having heard what he had just said, she truly felt like the
cheapest slut who had not only cheated on her husband, but who had also
used the man standing in front of her for her own sexual gratification.
At that moment, she felt so confused, because she knew that Marc had
cautioned her, and she knew that she had in fact begged him to fuck her,
and that in the end, she was overcome by her lust for him and mounted
his cock and in effect made him fuck her. At the same time, she felt
awful guilt for cheating on Matt.

What made matters worse for Lisa was the fact that as she looked at Marc
through her tears, her mind took in things like the defined creases in
his defined abs, and his beautiful pecs with their hard black nips, and
his beautifully shaped shoulders, arms and tightly muscled waist, and
she felt a wave of lust grip her loins once again. And as badly as she
felt about cheating and using Marc, she couldn't stop her eyes as they
wandered from his torso to the bulge in his sleep pants, and she felt a
charge of sexual excitement overwhelm her. She moved forward and threw
her arms around him and sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes.

Finally, able to speak: "I'm so, so, so sorry Marc. I didn't mean to
sneak away and just leave you, but I didn't know how else to do it. When
I woke up, I saw you, I felt awful about what I had done to Matt, and I
knew if I didn't get out of here, I might not be able to. I know you
told me we didn't have to do it, but I wanted to Marc. I wanted to so
badly, because I'm so incredibly attracted to you, I couldn't help
myself. I really didn't mean to use you, and I never thought of it that
way. I've never done this before Marc, really. And I feel awful about
cheating on Matt, and about using you. I'm so sorry. I can't help it,
but I felt like I had to leave because if I didn't......I was afraid
that....." And she started to sob again.

Marc's black arms encircled Lisa as well. At this point, he smiled to
himself, knowing that his little speech had done the trick. He held her
to his naked torso tightly, loving the feel of her tender white skin,
loving the feel of her soft, full breasts pressed into him through her
dress, and he kissed her on her head gently. "It's okay babe. I didn't
mean to get you so upset. I know there's a lot of stuff goin on in your
head. I didn't mean to make you feel so bad. I guess I just thought we
would have more than a one nighter. I shouldn't have let this happen.
But, what were you afraid of? Was it that you felt the same thing I did,
that it was more than just sex for you? Was it that, Lisa? It was,
wasn't it? Because I really felt like you were making love to me the
same way I was making love to you."

Using his forefinger of his right hand, he put it under her chin and
lifted her tear streaked face so that their eyes locked. He knew he had
her right where he wanted her now. As she looked into his eyes, she
nodded her head just a bit, indicating that it had been more than just
sex for her, that it had indeed been something exciting, almost
addictive. Marc knew that his body had hooked hers, and now his little
speech had made her think that what they had done was more than just
sex. He was playing her perfectly he thought, and he could feel his cock
swell because he knew that it would be only a matter of minutes before
she would be on her knees "making love" to it. Little by little, Marc
would take Lisa from her perfect white husband. He would make her his.
Matt's arrogance would dissolve into complete humiliation when he
realized that his beautiful white wife had been taken by a black stud
that Matt most certainly considered below him.

"Let's get out of the cold, so we can talk, and you can clean yourself
up so when you get home your neighbors won't think you just got mugged.
I mean, Lisa, I like the no bra look, but what if your neighbors saw you
looking like this. Come on babe. Let me make you some coffee." But he
knew she wouldn't be going anywhere but to his bed that day.

Lisa willingly let Marc lead her back into his townhouse, still sobbing.
When he closed the door, he turned to her and put his arms around her
once again, and they looked at one another as she also circled his mocha
torso with her bare arms. "Babe, I really didn't mean to upset you." He
said staring into her eyes. Last night was so good for me, and I know it
was for you too. I shouldn't have started this with you, because now
I've created all kinds of problems in your mind and in your life. But
babe, you are so fuckin hot, I couldn't help myself." And his lips moved
to kiss her face gently, first her forehead, then her nose, then her
cheek, and finally they brushed against her lips, locking with them in
an intensely passionate kiss, which he knew would reawaken the desires
of last night deep within her loins.

Lisa's breasts and vagina were feeling wave after wave of lustful desire
for her black Adonis once again. As they kissed, she felt her hands
moving over Marc's body, savoring the touch his hard muscles. She loved
the feel of this man, and the contrast of their skin somehow made the
whole experience more erotic. Finally, she slid both hands under the
waistband of his sleep pants and grasped his cute black ass cheeks.

Then, when she couldn't help herself anymore, she slid them ever so
slowly around to his crotch, grasping his remarkable ball sack with one
hand and his throbbing black, thickly veined penis with the other. Marc
held her tightly, moving his abdomen away so as to allow her enough room
to stroke his fully erect shaft and squeeze his thick balls. He could
hear her breathing grow deeper, and he knew her lust was revving up yet
again. He dropped his hands low from her body and grasped the hem of her
dress, pulling it upward, causing her arms to go up and allowing him to
slip her dress off of her, leaving her totally naked in front of him.
Now, gently pinching each of her nipples, Marc continued to kiss her
passionately as she resumed massaging his cock and savoring the feel of
his thick ball sack. He felt so big, so hard, so masculine to her.
Matt's body was wonderful, just as Marc's was. But Matt's equipment was
no where near the length and thickness of Marc's. The contrast in their
love tools was amazing, and as Lisa held Marc's manhood, her mind
recalled how incredibly hot it had felt for her the first time her black
lover's thick ebony shaft with its bulbous mushroom head slid all the
way up and into her wet pussy. Sex with Marc was a totally different
feel from what it was with Matt. His equipment was like jumbo size and
her pussy quivered with the memory of doing it with him only hours
earlier. And she felt the desire to do it again with him rising quickly
within her loins.


For her part, Lisa knew that here she was right back in Marc's
townhouse, holding his throbbing black shaft, and being unfaithful to
Matt. But, she also knew that for all of the guilt she felt at the
moment, she was also excited to be with him again, excited at the
thought of more sex with him. She hadn't felt this aroused sexually
since she and Matt had first had sex together, years ago. Now, Lisa
pulled her lips from Marc's and knelt naked on his kitchen floor, using
her hands to direct his massive charcoal love shaft to her lips. She
licked it, she kissed it, she took it in her mouth and squeezed it hard,
using both of her hands. Marc placed both of his hands on her sandy
colored hair and arched his torso back in the pleasure she was giving to
him.

"Oh, babe. That's it, suck me, babe, you feel so, so good." Marc felt
his shaft thicken and harden as Lisa's hands squeezed it tightly, and
her mouth sucked it relentlessly. She slid her palms back and forth
quickly along his saliva covered love stick, feeling his meaty mushroom
swell in her mouth. Feeling himself reach the point of no return, Marc
began to piston his onyx rod into and out of Lisa's mouth, looking down
at the pretty white wife's lips as his dark cock pumped in and out of
her eager mouth. Marc's sleep pants were at ankles, and he felt Lisa's
beautifully firm and full breasts touching him mid thigh as he finally
felt his load explode into her mouth, and down her throat. She pulled
her mouth off of her lover and used both fists to squeeze his love
shaft, allowing it to pump his jizz onto her face as she watched his
creamy love seed spurt from his shiny black cock.

"Aaaaaarrrrrghhhhhh! Oh shit, Lisa, that feels so good!! You made me cum
so freaking fast! Christ! Oh, babe, that felt so, so good for me. Come
on. Let's go to the bedroom. I've got to do something for you, just once
before you go, babe."

Pulling her up to her feet, Marc kissed Lisa's cum covered face,
spreading his love cream over both of their faces. She could feel the
stubble of his overnight beard rubbing roughly across her cum lubed
face. They kissed and kissed before they finally moved toward the
bedroom. When they did, Lisa's body was aching with desire for Marc's
manhood to be buried once again deep in her warm, wet pussy.

Marc's cock did not soften as they moved onto the bed. This time, he lay
atop Lisa's beautifully soft, white body and positioned his cock so that
its pulsing shaft pressed at her pussy's door. He propped himself up on
his elbows as he looked down on the white beauty beneath him. Lisa felt
his throbbing onyx rod pushing hard onto her abdomen, with the part of
it just above his ball sack pressing on her labia, and resting between
them. He ground it hard against her and then arched his ass up and back
so that his cock's thick mushroom head was right at her cunt's hole. "If
you want me, go ahead, grab my black ass and pull my cock into you. If
you don't, I will get up, and never touch you again. I want you so bad,
babe. You make me feel so good. And, something tells me I do the same
for you. It's up to you, Lisa." He finished with a smile.

Lisa's hands slid slowly up and down Marc's smoothly muscled back, and
then she rested them on his wonderfully shaped ass cheeks. He had a
really cute butt she thought, just the right size, and nicely rounded.
Feelings of lust overwhelmed her, and she pulled hard on her lover's
ass, causing his black cock to plunge deeply into her hot, wet cunt.
Again the stretching of her vagina's walls; again the feeling of being
filled in a way that she had never experienced before Marc; again the
pressure of his cock as it pushed hard at her cervix, forcing its way
into that tight opening. She spread her legs wide, welcoming her lover's
entry into her love canal.

"Babe, I want this to be so special for you. I want my black cock to
pleasure you like you've never been pleasured before." Lisa and Marc's
eyes locked briefly, and then she closed hers, savoring the wonderful
feel of his massive onyx shaft, and his beautifully chiseled body lying
on top of hers. He encircled her with his strong arms, and opened her
lips with his tongue, inserting it in her mouth, and kissing her hard
and passionately as she felt his cock begin to gyrate and move slowly at
first within her hot and drenched pussy. Lisa's body had never felt such
pleasure before that moment. She hugged her lover tightly, and he hugged
her back. She felt his lips, the stubble on his face, his hard muscled
frame. And, she gave her body to him totally, hoping that it would be as
pleasurable for him as he was making it for her.

Lisa's eyes did not open, but she could feel Marc's thick cock, pushing
in and pulling out, producing a tingling sensation along her pussy's
walls, stretching them. She could feel his hard thighs, his muscle
rippled torso, his mouth, lips, tongue exploring her mouth, kissing her
neck, sucking her neck, surely leaving a huge hickey, his mark on her
body. She kept her eyes closed as her hands explored her lover's smooth
back, his torso, his ass. Her body shook as he began to slam his massive
and rock hard shaft in and out of her, and she spread her legs more and
arched her pelvis hard against him as he rammed himself into her time
and time again. He bit into her shoulder as his cock pummeled her cunt,
marking her yet again as his woman. And she thrilled at the pain and the
pleasure of it.

But now, the orgasm that was building in her loins was stronger than
those she had had earlier. She tried to hold it off, but she couldn't.
She could feel her body's sweat, and she could now hear her own moans of
pleasure, her muffled screams. She clung to his body tightly, now
arching her hips hard into her lover each time she felt him slam his
love rod into her. As squeals of pleasure escaped her mouth, she bit
onto Marc's left shoulder and passionately sucked and sucked, leaving
her own love mark on her new black lover. She knew she was about to cum,
but she wanted to hold off, hoping that he would cum at the same time.
But, it was more than she could hold off, and she felt the first wave of
her orgasm spread like an electric charge through her body. She could
feel her muscles tense, tighten, and spasm uncontrollably as Marc pumped
her ferociously. And she heard herself screaming in pleasure as she came.

The two of them were moving in unison, while continuing to suck on one
another, creating deep and dark bruises, indicators of the intensity of
their passion. As Lisa's orgasms continued, she felt almost like a rag
doll, being held and pummeled with Marc's magnificent black shaft. But
at last, she sensed his muscular body tighten, his entire frame went
taut, and she felt her pussy awash with his cum once again. He was
cumming deep in her womb, and it felt stronger and better than any sex
she had ever had in her life. She moved her lips to his, and the two of
them came with one another for what seemed like minutes. He did not
soften a bit, and she felt like she had a thick fence post rammed into
her cunt. She wrapped her legs around his and tried to squeeze and hold
his body as tightly to hers as she possibly could. Sex with Marc was
just indescribable for her.

As their breathing subsided and calmed, the two lovers continued to hold
one another, savoring the moment for as long as they could. For his
part, Marc absolutely loved Lisa's smell, her soft sandy hair, her
nicely rounded, full breasts pressed against his torso. He especially
loved her thin waist and the beautifully shaped ass she had. And, he
partiuclarly loved her remarkably tight pussy, which he knew was
somewhat the result of Matt's relatively smaller white cock. Having his
black cock buried in this pretty white wife's cunt was not only a great
feeling, but a remarkable accomplishment for Marc, given how quickly he
had taken her for his own.

He knew that he had let himself get carried away with marking Lisa's
body. He had left a very prominent hickey on her lower neck, and he
hadn't really looked as yet, but he knew that the mark on her shoulder
would be large, and very darkly bruised. He didn't care how she
explained these to Matt, but he knew she would be anxious later when she
saw the marks.


Pulling himself up on his elbows, Marc smiled as he looked into Lisa's
blue eyes. "Awesome, babe! Fuckin' awesome. That was the best ever for
me, Lis, really! You are so, so, so fuckin hot! And soooo fuckin
responsive! I don't think my cock is going to soften at all, you make me
so freakin horny, babe. We'll just have to stay like this for hours."
Lisa smiled back at her black lover, loving the feeling of his massive
black shaft as it still pulsed inside of her. She felt so totally full
with it in her pussy, it was such a different feeling from having her
husband there. She savored the moment, taking in the chiseled frame and
boyishly handsome face of her black Adonis.

"That's fine with me, mister. I think that was probably the best sex
I've ever had in my life. I don't think I ever came that hard before.
You made me feel so good, Marc. It was even better than last night, and
last night was awesome, but this was perfect, Marc. Just perfect!

At that moment, Marc's cell phone pulsed with an incoming call. It was
on the night stand beside his bed, but he ignored it and continued
taking in Lisa's beautiful face and looked down at her perfect breasts.
What a prize she was, he thought to himself. And he moved his mid
section slightly, and began to slowly gyrate his cock inside of his
lover's pussy, all the while just looking into her eyes. " It feels so
good when you do that. And, you're still so hard. It doesn't feel like
you softened up at all since you came in me. I could stay like this all
day with you, you know. You feel that good in me, mister." At that
moment, Lisa's level of sexual arousal was tempered as the thought
occurred to her that Marc must really think she's nothing more than a
cheap white slut who happened to be a good fuck. And her face clouded
with the thought, and Marc noticed the change.

"What's the matter, babe? Are you okay?" He asked, seeing the change.

Lisa found it hard to answer at first, and then got a little teary eyed,
but finally started to speak when Marc's cell pulsed, and he ignored it
again. "It's just that while I'm lying here naked with you, and just had
incredible sex with you, and I know it was good for you too, the thought
just occurred to me that you must think I'm not much more than a cheap
white slut who didn't think twice about cheating on her husband. But,
it's not true. I haven't cheated before, ever. I don't know what
happened last night Marc, and I feel so guilty, I don't want you to
think that it doesn't bother me, that's all. But what we just did felt
so, so good Marc. I'm so confused. I'm sorry, I don't want to spoil this
for you."

Marc started to pull his cock out of her, reluctantly. But he knew he
was going to have to get her through this moment. But suddenly, Lisa
closed her eyes and put her hands on his ass and pulled him toward her.
"Marc, please don't pull out. Please. You feel so good in there. Please,
just stay there. You feel so big in there. I feel so full with you in me
like this."

"I'm just confused about how I ended up here. It's something I never
dreamt I would end up doing, cheating on Matt. But I honestly have to
say, I don't regret it because the sex we've had is like nothing I've
ever had before. And, it's been more than just sex, Marc. Believe me, I
love Matt, but we never had sex like this Marc. I don't know if I can do
this again with you Marc. And honestly, it's not you. You feel so good
in there, and you're an incredible lover. But, I just don't think I can
keep doing this to Matt, to our marriage. I would feel too guilty. But,
I'm afraid,, because I now know how you feel in me, and I don't know if
I could resist you if you still wanted to be with me from time to time.
I know I'm not making any sense." She stopped talking, but her eyes were
tearing, and she gave Marc a hard squeeze with her pussy, and she pulled
hard on his ass, sighing at the feel of his still throbbing penis.

"Babe, first off, I definitely don't think you're a slut. What happened
between us was just intense mutual attraction. I felt it the moment I
saw you, you know that. And the sex was absolutely incredible for me
too. I know you must feel guilty, and I won't pressure you, okay? But
Lisa, trust me, now that I've experienced you, I will have a hard time
keeping my distance, babe. So I guess after you leave here, I am going
to give you space, okay? I won't call, I won't contact you in any way.
And at the gym if you still come, I will be professional. It will kill
me, but I will be. And babe, I really don't think it would be a good
idea for me to give you your weekly massage, do you? I just think that
would be too much for me. But if you want me at any time, I want you to
call me, because what we had last night and this morning has been more
than just good sex. But, I'm thinking that the next time you have sex
with Matt, you're going to be thinking of me. At least, I hope you
will." He finished with a smile, and pushed his cock hard against her
cervix. "You feel awesome, babe."

Marc's cell vibrated again, and he decided to take it, thinking that
three calls in such a short time meant someone really wanted him. He
pulled out of Lisa, telling her not to move an inch, and smiling at her.
What he saw when he opened his phone was a text from Miguel: "Guess
Matt's not traveling alone." And attached were two pictures of Matt in
the baggage check line at the airport. One showed him embracing and
kissing a tall brunette with a delightfully short skirt. The next showed
the brunette with her hand apparently squeezing Matt's ass as they stood
together in line." The last part of the text said: "Call for details."

Marc was stunned, and elated. A broad smile lit up his face as he looked
at Lisa who had propped herself up on her elbows and was taking in the
view of her black lover's cut body. "What's the smile for, handsome?"
She asked.

"Oh, the message is from Miguel, says his flight was good, and he's
excited because he met a hot lady at the airport and they were on the
same flight together. He's just a funny guy, that's all" Marc didn't
want to say anything about the pictures to Lisa. He would figure a way
to use them to his advantage. But they meant nothing but good news to
him. "Does Matt travel with other people from his office, or does he go
solo, like Miguel usually does.

Lisa felt the excitement building in her loins again as she looked at
Marc's six pack and then downward to his thick, dark nine inch penis,
now hanging semi hard between his legs. His low hanging ball sack was
also a turn on for her. She knew she had to have him again before she left.

"He travels alone, says it would be nice to have company, but never
does. Why don't you come back here and keep me warm, and I'll see if I
can't perk up my friend there." She said, smiling and staring directly
at Marc's thick manhood,

Marc lay back on the bed and circled his arm around Lisa, holding her
tightly. He let his free hand drift gently over her beautifully shaped
breasts, feeling her hard nipples with the palm of his hand. "I don't
know how to tell you this Lisa, but these girls don't seem to be feeling
too guilty right now. In fact, they're just about screaming suck me and
fuck me." He turned his head and smiled over to his white lover, feeling
her hand now sliding up and down his black shaft.

Lisa sat up and then straddled her black Adonis, positioning his now
swelling shaft right between her labia. Marc could feel their mingled
love juices as they oozed from her drenched pussy. She was now grinding
his cock with her cunt's lips, sliding back and forth on his black rail.
He reached to her waist and held her there as she caused her love canal
to swallow up his throbbing black sausage, yet again. They made love for
three more hours, nodding off in one another's arms, and awakening to
fuck yet again. They lost count of how many times they each climaxed.
Finally, at nine o'clock, Lisa went into Marc's bathroom to shower and
clean up.

Marc told her he'd make them something to eat. All the while he was
smiling to himself because Miguel's pictures pretty much had bagged
Lisa's cheating white hubby. Marc also noted that he definitely liked
Matt's taste in women. Lisa was clearly a very hot babe. But, the
brunette in the picture was absolutely beautiful as well. Making sure
that Lisa was in the shower, Marc called Miguel for the details.

"Yo dude. Got your pics, I couldn't believe my eyes. What's going on
with my friend Matty? Looks like he's going to have some hot company
while he's away."

"You're not kidding. She's freaking steaming, Marc. I know her, she used
to work in our office before she switched to the firm Matt's with, and
yes she's every bit as hot as she looks. Her married name is Kate
McCormack. I don't think her hubby would be too happy if he got those
pics. I mean she's only been married like not even two years.

The limo was about to pull away after we dropped Matt, and I told the
driver to stop because I saw her and was going to jump out to say hi.
But, before I had a chance, she went up to Matt and the two of them
locked into the kiss that you see in the pic I sent to you. It was like
they were long lost lovers. I mean it was clear that that kiss was not
just two old friends saying hi to one another. And then, I got the shot
of her grabbing his ass and giving it a squeeze. I mean dude, I think
they probably did it on the plane on the way to London. So tell me, did
you score with Matt's better half last night?

"Dude, I don't think the word "score" adequately says it. She's by far
the best white pussy I have ever tasted. And tight! Dude, his dick must
be tiny! She's soooo tight, and she knows how to work it, she's so
totally responsive! It was like the very best sex I have had ever! But,
right now, she's got the guilt thing going, so she told me we can't do
it again. I am betting that will last about a week or two. So, in the
meantime, I think I'm just gonna have to take Matty's other toy to play
with until Lisa wants my black dick again. And there won't be anything
Matty can say or do to stop me, thanks to your pics bro."

"Just remember Marc. You owe me big for this one. I mean you got Lisa,
and now you're going to get a chance at Kate. Poor Matt, his women will
be all stretched out in no time." Miguel smiled as he said this, knowing
how big his friend's cock was.

"Bro, you know I'll take care of you. In fact, after I play with these
ladies and break them in, you'll be the first to get a piece of them.
But, I'm thinking I will keep Lisa exclusively for myself. Sorry, bro.
But it won't be long before Kate is willing to do whatever favors I ask.
So, just sit tight bro. Payback will be coming. I've gotta run, my white
beauty will be getting out of the shower. Talk later."

Lisa's cell phone began ringing at about nine twenty. Marc looked at the
screen, and he smiled when he saw that the caller was none other than
lover boy Matty.

"Dude! How was your flight? I'm just answering for Lisa, she's in my
shower. You know, when you told her to stay a while and have a good
time. Well, I guess she decided to do just that. She ended up drinking
just a little too much for it to be safe for her to drive. And, there
you have it; she's been my overnight guest."

Matt was stunned to hear Marc's voice on Lisa's cell phone. And what
Marc had just told him about Lisa spending the night because she had had
too much to drink further stunned him. "What the hell had happened to
her, what was she thinking, having too much to drink, especially at that
guy's place? She had to know that he wanted to have her, just from the
way he looked at her. And, he even had the balls to give her the look up
and down when we arrived at his place. When I said, 'have a good time',
I figured she'd have another drink and leave, Matt thought to himself."

"Whoa, Marc. I don't think she's ever done something like that before,
but I guess it's always safer not to drive. She couldn't have taken a
cab? I mean, it was good of you to let her crash, but I guess I just
thought she'd stay a while and then go home. Is she feeling okay today?"

"She's fine Matt. Really! It's just that last night, it was late, I had
had too much to drink to drive safely, she was the same, so I insisted
that she stay. I mean a taxi at that time of night isn't always the
safest anyway. So she stayed, we talked, had another drink, some stuff
to munch on, you know. And, I gotta tell ya, she finally tried my black
sausage, and she couldn't have enough of it!"

Now Matt was pissed. Was this guy deliberately playing with him? Was he
being an asshole on purpose? Matt remembered the black sausage hors'd
oeuvre when they had arrived, and Marc mentioning it. But now he was
being funny with the sausage thing again.

"Dude, you're goin to have to understand if I don't laugh at that. You
see, I call my wife from London and her personal trainer gets on her
cell and tells me that she stayed alone with him at his place last
night, and then he tells me that she tried his black sausage and loved
it, couldn't get enough of it. What's that about anyway? If you think
you're black sausage thing is funny, I guess I disagree.

Besides, I highly doubt Lisa would ever like black meat of any kind. In
all the years I've known her, she's liked only white meat." Matt threw
that in just to let Marc know that he didn't believe Lisa had any
interest in black guys, since Marc was trying to be funny with the whole
thing.

"Whoa, Matt, didn't mean to upset you. I know it sounds a little
strange, but I was just thinking of her safety. And, as far as my black
sausage thing goes, no offense intended, but you're wrong about her
having no interest in black meat, at least the way I prepare it. Let's
just say I think she could develop a liking for it. Anyway, last night
we had a good chance to bond as student and trainer." Marc smiled as he
said this.

But, while we're waiting for Lisa to get out of the shower, Miguel tells
me that you have a really hot travelling companion for yourself. In
fact, it looks like the two of you travel well together by the pictures
he took of you guys as you were waiting to get your bags checked. Does
Lisa know about Kate McCormack? She thinks you're travelling alone you
know. From the looks of the pics Miguel sent, not only are you not
travelling alone, I bet you aren't even sleeping alone, dude."

Silence greeted Marc from the other end. Matt was stunned to hear that
Marc knew about Kate, and even more stunned that Miguel had obviously
sent some compromising pictures of the two of them. His mind raced, he
couldn't remember exactly what they had done together as they waited to
check their bags, but he knew that they had kissed and touched one
another playfully. He felt sick to his stomach, and he felt a tightness
in his throat. His head was spinning. How could he have been so stupid,
he thought.

"What are you talking about Marc? How do you know Kate, and what's that
about sleeping alone? You know, you've got a pretty active imagination,
dude. And no, Lisa doesn't know Kate is on this trip, it was a last
minute thing, but it's no big deal. I would suggest you mind your own
business before you start anything you may regret. Kate's married, and
so am I, and she's got her own room, just like I do. You're really
starting to piss me off, dude."

"Let's get something straight Matty boy. The one person you don't want
to piss off is me, okay? And, you definitely don't want to threaten me.
Lisa doesn't know about Kate because you lied and said you were
traveling alone. I know about who Kate is because she used to work at
the same office Miguel does. But, if it's no big deal, I guess I can
show Lisa these shots of you and your co worker, and I bet it would be
okay to send them to Kate's husband as well. What do you think Matty?

Silence again greeted Marc for several moments as Matt's mind raced. He
knew he was bagged, and although he had no idea what the pictures
showed, he knew that Kate's husband was suspicious of him, just as Lisa
had been suspicious of Kate. The pictures would definitely cause a
disaster, and that prick Marc knew it. Matt's head was spinning, he felt
as if he had just been punched hard in the gut. He could feel the panic
pulsing in his veins. "Alright Marc. You're right. I don't want those
pictures shown, a lot of people will get hurt. What do you want?"

"That's more like it, dude. All I want is a little help from you, and
your life will stay very much the same as it has been. I enjoyed having
Lisa as my guest last night, and I know she enjoyed it too. But, let's
just say she made it clear to me that she loves you, and so I respect
that. But, Kate is another story. I like your taste in women Matt, and I
just wanted to have the chance to become Kate's trainer, like I'm Lisa's
personal trainer. That's all I want, and you can help me out. I'm going
to have Miguel give her a free three month pass to my gym, and all you
have to do is to off handedly let her know about Lisa's very positive
experiences here. With your encouragement, and a free pass I think Lisa
will grace my place for long enough for me to see if she has any
interest in learning all there is to learn from her trainer." Marc was
smiling as he finished saying this.

"That's not asking too much, is it Matt? I mean, it's not like she's
your wife. And, if she has no interest, then we're cool, you won't have
to worry about the pictures again, ever. But, if she does show an
interest, and I think she will, then we can share her, don't you think?
After all, her husband's sharing her with you right now and doesn't even
know it. What's one more dick in the mix. Besides, I think it will be a
new experience for her to get dicked by a black guy. And, I'm pretty
sure it's one she's going to like....a lot!

For his part, Matt was totally pissed off. He was enraged by the thought
that this bastard had him by the balls. Not only had he tried to seduce
his wife, and apparently, it didn't work, but now he actually wanted him
to set it up so he could have a good shot at seducing his girlfriend.
Who did Marc think he was, screwing up what he had going on on the side
with Kate? Matt felt the rage building within him. If he had been face
to face with Marc, he thought he would have punched the shit out of him.

"You fucking black prick. You think you can fuck around with anyone you
want. I saw the way you looked at Lisa last night. But, I never dreamt
she would spend the night at your place. What'd you do? Did you drug
her? Did you? Did you try to fuck her? I bet you tried to, didn't you?
Were you surprised that she turned you down? I'm not, she's got better
taste than you. If she were to fool around with someone, she can do a
lot better than you, you fuck. And now you want me to help set Kate up
so you can do the same to her. I've got news for you, you black son of a
bitch, neither Lisa nor Kate would want anything to do with you, you
prick! What is it with you, are you on some kind of mission to fuck
every white woman you see? I can't believe you." Matt's anger was
whirling out of control, he could sense it, and so could Marc.

"I only fuck the ones who appeal to me Marc. And I rarely get turned
down. Did you hear that, rarely. What's more, I never use drugs, and
usually I find the women want, no actually they beg, for more. As far as
Lisa goes, I told you, tonight was just a chance for us to get to know
one another as trainer and student. And trust me, we got to know one
another very well. And just to clarify, I didn't say Lisa turned me
down. I said she loves you. There's a difference, asshole! In fact, I
left a couple of souvenirs that will remind her of what a good time she
had last night. And, every time she sees them, my guess is that she'll
be missing me.

But Matt, think about it, you're fucking another man's wife and that's
okay, but if I want to do it, somehow it's just because I'm a "black
prick", as you put it. Well you just pissed this "black prick" off. And,
I think you know what that means. So have a good time with Kate for the
next few days. Because, something tells me that when you get back here,
Kate's husband will be wanting to see you, and Lisa probably won't."

The phone went dead, and Matt stood in his hotel room now totally
terrified at what his mouth had just accomplished. If Marc showed Lisa
the pictures, that would be it for their marriage. If he showed Kate's
husband the pictures, Matt knew that not only would he have to deal with
her husband, but he would have an hysterical Kate on his hands as well.
He made his decision, and instantly called back, hoping that Marc would
listen to his desperate apology.

With each ring of the phone, Matt's desperation increased. For his part,
Marc went into the kitchen and smiled to himself as he ignored Lisa's
ringing cell, and poured two cups of coffee for his white lover and him.


Chapter 3

Matt had redialed Lisa's cell and let it ring until it went to voice
mail four times. His anxiety was growing by the second. He desperately
wanted to apologize to Marc, to tell him that his anger had just gotten
the best of him, and that he did not mean the insulting things he had
said. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been in responding to Marc.
Sure, Marc had pissed him off with the suggestive stuff he had said
about Lisa, but Matt also knew that if Marc knew about Kate, and what's
more if he had pictures, then Marc most definitely had him by the short
hairs.

Now as Matt hit redial a fifth time, he knew that he had to do whatever
Marc wanted him to do. He knew Marc wanted a shot at Kate, to come on to
her the way he probably did to every beautiful woman who made the error
of joining his health club. He also knew that he had tried to hit on
Lisa, but wasn't quite sure what had happened. Marc had said simply that
"She loves you." But, he also said that she had not turned him down,
whatever that meant. He was confused about what things he had left her
with that would remind her of him, but at this moment, Matt's only focus
had to be on getting to Marc and begging him not to say anything to Lisa
or Kate's husband.

And, Matt had decided reluctantly that he had to set Kate up as Marc had
asked. He would feel dirty, and his anger spiked each time his mind
thought about Marc trying to come on to Kate. He was pissed that he had
to play a role in it. After all, Kate was his nice little secret with
the beautiful body and tight pussy. The thought of Marc trying to bed
her made him sick. But, she would probably laugh at his advances, Matt
thought. That should prove to Marc that women like Lisa and Kate were
simply beyond his reach.

As Marc heard Lisa's phone continue to ring and ring, and then go to
voice mail, he knew that Matty boy was in the panic of his life. With
Lisa still in the shower, Marc poured her coffee, fixing it as she had
said she liked it, and decided to answer Lisa's phone to see what Matty
had to say for himself now.

"She's still in the shower," was all Marc said as he took the call on
Lisa's phone.

"Marc, dude, I am so, so sorry for losing it with you a few minutes ago.
I just had a meltdown, and I'm so sorry. It would be awful for Kate and
her husband and for Lisa and me if you shared anything about our trip or
whatever pictures you might have. I know I acted like an idiot, and I am
asking you to not do anything that would hurt so many people. I'm
willing to do what you want with Kate and the health club free
membership, just please don't tell anyone about this other stuff."

"Matt, because I like Lisa, I am not going to hurt her by letting her
know that her hubby has something going on the side. She's going to find
that out on her own sooner or later Matty. Then, I think you'll be out
on your white ass. What's more, if I wanted to take Lisa for myself, I
don't need to rely on the fact that her husband is fucking another woman
to help me out. I can do it all by myself Matt. I don't need any help
from you. And maybe someday, someday soon, you'll be surprised at how
Lisa's taste about what she likes in men will change. In the meantime, I
just want a chance to show Kate how exciting things can be. And believe
me Matty, my experience tells me that once a hot lady submits to my
advances, she keeps coming back for more. So my advice is to enjoy Kate
this week, because once I take her, I won't be sharing her with you.
Usually, I would share, but you're such an arrogant white prick, I am
going to really enjoy depriving you of her tight pussy. Besides, she'll
be way too busy with me and my friends.

If, on the outside chance Kate turns me down, I will keep my word.
You'll never hear from me again about this. And, if she doesn't turn me
down, I guess I'll just use her up til I'm tired of her. Usually the
white wives I take are good for a run of six to nine months, then I let
them go back to their husbands, if they're still even part of the
picture. I don't think even you will want her back then because her cunt
will be hopelessly stretched out from my friends and me.

But for right now, what I want you to do is to call back in about a half
hour. Lisa should be having coffee and getting ready to leave. What
you're going to do is to tell her that she should come clubbing with
some of the members of my club and me tonight, since you aren't around
and she has nothing else to do. I promise you, I will not hit on her,
not at all. I just want her to get connected with the club members. When
you get back, you can even tag along if you want when we go out. But, I
doubt you will want to join us."

Matt had been listening quietly to Marc and had not said a word. His
head was ready to explode, but he bit his tongue. If he could get away
with it, he would kill the black bastard at the other end of the phone.
But at least he had won some time to think about things. He agreed to
talk up Marc's club to Kate after Miguel sent the free three month pass.
And he had agreed to suggest to Lisa that she go clubbing with Marc and
other health club members that night. Matt suspected something was up,
but Marc had said he would not hit on her, and what could he do anyway,
say no to Marc?

Finally, Marc told Matt that he would tell Lisa that they had talked and
that he would be calling back soon. He warned Matt that Lisa had better
join them that night because he wanted to make her feel part of the club.

For her part, Lisa was finishing up her shower, having douched her
vagina, and having washed her body clean of the smells and scents of sex
with Marc. She was feeling better about the evening and early morning
infidelity with Marc, convincing herself that it was just a random event
that she would never let happen again. She admitted to herself a strong
attraction to Marc, to his body, and to the extraordinary sex they had
had. But she was convinced that she could avoid a repeat. When she first
spotted the pronounced hickies Marc had left on her body a wave of
anxiety griped her, but then she realized that by the end of the week
when Matt got home, the marks would be all but gone.

While she was having these thoughts, Lisa's body was reminding her of
the exciting sex she and Marc had had. Her vagina was warm and almost
throbbing, remembering how his very thick black shaft had pushed deep
into it and had stretched its sensitive walls. And her anus was warm and
sore from the ravishing it had taken as Marc's rigid love meat had
claimed her anal virginity. The feel of her first orgasm while being
taken anally was still lodged in her mind. Marc had plunged his veiny
black cock deep into her ass and he had massaged her clit simultaneously
as he fucked her ass, bringing her to an immense orgasm that she would
always remember. It was beyond anything she had ever felt before.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Marc knocking on the shower door. Lisa
opened it slightly, seeing Marc's beautiful naked body as he stood on
the tile floor and held a cup of coffee in his hand. "I'll leave this on
the vanity for you, babe. And just to let you know, Matt called. I took
the call for you and explained that you stayed here rather than drive
after having had a few drinks. He was totally cool with it. He said
he'll call back in about a half hour. By the way, are you doing okay?"


Lisa thanked Marc for the coffee and told him she was doing okay. While
she looked at her lover's body she felt a wave of desire wash over her,
she hoped he could not tell what impact just the sight of him was having
on her. She controlled herself however. She was glad Matt had called and
talked to Marc. It would make talking to him easier.

"I'm fine, thanks. I'll be out of here in a minute or two. Are you sure
Matt was okay with my staying here?

"He was, totally. So relax. In fact, I told him that some of the club
members and I were going out clubbing tonight, and he said he was hoping
you would go along, since you have nothing else to do. He said it would
sure beat sitting home alone. I didn't mention it to you earlier because
I thought you would probably think that I was just going to use it as a
way of hitting on you. But, babe, believe me, I will give you your space."

Marc said this with a smile, knowing that he would indeed give her her
space, but that did not mean the two college freshmen who would be
coming along would respect her space as he would. Matt was wondering how
Lisa would react to this incredibly ripped duo, one white and one very
black, who were constantly horny and who consistently scored with the
twenty something year old women members of the club. In fact, Jamaal had
just bedded a really hot thirty something mother of two young kids last
week. And, he said she had set up an encore performance this week when
her husband was planning to work out of town. Marc wondered how Lisa
might react to these guys after she had had a couple of drinks. All of
the women in the club were attracted to these guys. He wondered if how
Lisa would handle be hit on by them. Her guard would be down he thought,
especially if he wasn't hitting on her.

What's more, he thought Lisa might really be tempted by their ripped
young bodies and the impressive equipment that they each had to offer.
While Marc really wanted Lisa for himself, he wanted to be sure that she
was really more than a slut before he spent any more time on her. If she
turned out to be a slut, he would make sure she was busy, just not with
him. He truly hoped she could keep her resolve not to stray from Matty,
at least for tonight with the young studs. This would be a good test for
her. If she passed it, his plan was to give her space, take Kate and
break her in, and then pass her around. At that point, he would retake
Lisa and claim her for his own.


Chapter 4

Lisa took in Marc's handsome body with its thick dark penis and the
tightly curled pubic hair encircling the thick shaft where it met his
smoothly toned abdomen as he closed the door to the shower and walked
away. The last thing she noted was his nicely rounded mocha colored ass,
and she felt an excitement in her loins as she remembered the thrill of
holding his ass with her hands and pulling it toward her body as he
fucked her only hours before. Her excitement was mixed with shame and
embarrassment as she realized that she actually had loved the sex while
knowing that she was being unfaithful to her husband, Matt.

Now, Lisa felt an anxiety building within her at Marc's invitation to
her to join him and a few other members of the health club at a local
club that night. She was even surprised that he had gone so far as to
mention it to Matt when they had spoken only a little earlier. She just
felt as though that Marc was trying to keep her close to him, even
though he said he'd give her, her space. And, Lisa was very fearful that
if she did go clubbing with Marc present, the chances were very real
that she would weaken and spend another night in bed with her new found
black lover. So she resolved to decline his invitation, and to go home
for the night.

Looking at herself in the mirror in Marc's bathroom, she decided that
she looked pretty good, even though she was dressed in what she had
arrived in the night before. A lot had changed in her life since then,
but she looked the same. She felt a little anxious as she left the
bathroom, and she secretly hoped that Marc had put some clothes on
because she had a very hard time looking at his naked body without
desiring him. She was also anxious because Marc had said that Matt would
be calling her cell phone shortly. She wondered if he would sense that
anything had happened between her and Marc the night before.

Entering Marc's kitchen and breakfast nook, she was relieved that he was
wearing a cut off T-shirt and jeans. He was so handsome, and his body
looked so hot under his clothing. His biceps were clearly defined and
his neck was thick and led to his handsome face with his shaved head. He
smiled as she came into the area.


Marc

"Babe, you look so hot, so hot. I put out some fruit and there are
bagels as well. Is there anything else I can get for you? Marc looked
her up and down and his mind recalled how excellent her body had felt
against his, how tight her pussy had felt as his veined black cock had
pushed into her for the first time the night before. He recalled how
responsive she had been as she pulled his body hard against her own, how
she had pulled on his ass as he fucked her, how she had kissed and
sucked his throbbing cock, cleaning their mingled love fluids off of it
after they had fucked. Marc felt his cock tingle with excitement as he
looked as the white beauty in front of him.

"No, I'm all set, thanks. The coffee is excellent by the way. I think
I'll just have a piece of fruit. I was thinking that I probably
shouldn't go clubbing tonight, Marc. I just think that I need some down
time tonight."

"I understand, babe. I just think it would be better for you to get out
and do something tonight so you don't spend the night feeling guilty
about yourself. Look, why don't you ask one of your girlfriends to come
along. You can meet us here for a drink or two and then decide if you
want to come out to a club or two. Sometimes, people end up just having
a couple of drinks and we don't end up going out at all. This way you'll
at least be out doing something. And, you're friend will probably make
you feel safe. And, I promise the most I will do is look at you. Unless,
of course, you want me to do more." He finished with a smile.

"I don't know, Marc. I shouldn't. But, you're right, I should probably
do something. Maybe I'll ask my friend Kristen. I think her husband is
away on business right now, and she's always up for going out. I can let
you know later, okay?"

Marc's face brightened at Lisa's change of heart about going out. "Cool,
babe. You won't be sorry. I think you'll feel better about things if you
decide to come over."

Lisa's cell rang and she knew it was Matt. She was surprised that Matt
was so enthusiastic about urging her to go out clubbing with Marc and
the others. And, while she felt her guilt peak just hearing Matt's
voice, she also felt a little better that he didn't seem to mind the
fact that she had stayed at Marc's the night before. In fact, he was
pleased that she had not taken the chance and driven after drinking.

Their conversation ended with Lisa saying, "I love you too, hon." And,
hearing that, Marc smiled to himself, thinking that he had just started
with this white beauty, and it would not be long before she would be
saying the same thing to him.

"Wow, Matt seems really enthusiastic about my joining you guys tonight.
I'll check with Kristen and see if she wants to come and I'll let you
know. And, she's off limits to you too. So don't get any ideas." Lisa
said with a smile to Marc.


Lisa left Marc's about mid morning and went directly home where she
filled her Jacuzzi tub with warm water and soaked in it for an hour,
replaying in her mind the events of the previous evening and early
morning. She called Kristen, who was more than happy to have something
to do that night. Lisa told her that they could decide if they wanted to
go clubbing once they got to Marc's place, saying that they could just
have a drink or two and leave if she wanted. Lisa felt better not being
tied into having to go with the group if she did not want to.

Kristen, like Lisa, had been married for five years and she had just
turned twenty-seven. She could easily have passed for nineteen. She was
a runner, and worked out on her own every day. Her work out regimen
really showed as her body was firm and slender. On top of that, Kristen,
also like her friend Lisa, was extremely good looking. She turned heads
wherever she went. It really wasn't until she was in college that she
realized how attractive guys found her. In high school, she was into the
music programs and sheltered from the cheerleader and sports type kids.
While a lot of guys liked her looks, she wasn't considered one of the
cool kids, and hung with more of the music and geeky type kids.
Secretly, Kristen was always attracted to the really good looking,
buffed out guys, and while they all seemed to give her looks, she was
just never in the right social group to get asked out by them.

In college by contrast, she got attention from all types of guys,
athletes, non athletes, geeks, everyone in fact. And, because of the
uninhibited attention from guys she started to feel a bit less shy
around them than she had in high school. But ultimately, her high school
tendencies caused her to feel safer with more reserved guys whose range
of dating experience was more limited like her own. Her husband was one
of these. He was very cute, good looking facially. His body was wiry,
not overly athletic. But he was considered good looking, just not really
built or buff. Their sex life had always been good, and Kristen knew
from talking with her friends that his male equipment was probably in
the average range for a guy, not overly well endowed, nor unusually
small. But, that was okay with her. She loved him nonetheless.

Still, even after she married, Kristen realized that she continued to be
attracted to guys who were both good looking and very athletic. She just
found herself turned on by them. And she also wondered what sex would be
like with one of these guys, especially a guy who was really built and
really hung. It was one of her closest kept secrets.

Her husband travelled frequently in his job as an engineer, and Kristen
was often looking for things to do to fill her time when he was away.
She worked as an accountant, but was planning to discontinue that once
she and her husband started a family, which they were in the process of
working on.

In addition to Lisa and Kristen, Marc had asked two women who worked out
at his club, along with their husbands, to go clubbing that night. Also,
Marc has asked the two club studs, college freshmen Nick and Jamaal.
Both of these guys used his club because they liked the state of the art
equipment his place had as opposed to their college sports center. They
quickly became the center of attention among the younger, and sometimes
even the older, women in the club. Both had connected with several of
the women on occasion. But, both also had their own girlfriends as well
to keep them busy. Marc had called them earlier in the day to ensure
that they would be able to make it. He figured that they would match up
well age and compatibility wise with Lisa and Kristen.

Everyone met at Marc's place at 8 p.m. for drinks before they decided
where to go. When Lisa and Kristen arrived, they were introduced around
and the initial talk was about work out routines and club related stuff.
It was a warm night and the group sat out on Marc's screen patio with
their drinks. Marc was pretty much occupied with the two couples and as
expected, Nick and Jamaal had paired off in the conversations with Lisa
and Kristen.

Nick was Italian and looked it. He had jet black hair which was almost
shaggy, and it framed an exceptionally good looking face. His eyes were
dark and his eyebrows looked as though they had been penciled in place
and his nose was perfectly shaped, not too big or too small. Tonight, it
was clear he had not shaved all day as the dark shadow of his beard was
beginning to show, giving him a ruggedly handsome look. Aside from
Nick's naturally handsome face, his body was perfectly chiseled. He
stood about six two, and had broad shoulders, very thick biceps, a
perfectly toned and shaped torso, with remarkably defined abs that
tapered into a thin and muscled abdomen. He was wearing a white cotton
polo shirt which nicely showcased his upper body. His snug fitting cargo
shorts showed that his ass was nicely rounded, and his thighs and calf
muscles were also beautifully formed, showing he had paid a lot of
attention to lower as well as upper body workouts. Nick had been doing
modeling for boys' and men's clothing since he was twelve. On top of all
this, girls who were lucky enough to score with Nick, learned that he
had been blessed with a massive uncircumcised cock that was all of
twelve inches when erect and delightfully thick with a very nicely
rounded and thick mushroom head.

Jamaal, on the other hand, was the black version of Nick. He was
absolutely stunning in his physical appearance. Lisa was thinking as she
talked with both young men that it was no wonder that they got so much
attention at the club from the women. Jamaal was simply a younger, and
perhaps even better looking version of Marc. He stood about six foot
four and had an incredible smile with beautiful white teeth. And his
muscles, they were just incredible as well thought Lisa. Jamaal was
wearing a medium tan polo shirt which looked as though it had been
sprayed onto his magnificent body. The color contrasted nicely with his
darker skin. He had dark slacks that clung to his muscular legs. Both
women felt butterflies in their stomachs and a tingling in their loins
just talking with this stud. Lisa was embarrassed by her own thoughts as
she found herself wondering if Jamaal had been blessed with a love
package like Marc's. It occurred to her that it would almost be unfair
if god had created a stud like Jamaal and given him a tiny cock. She
smiled to herself and glanced quickly in the direction of his crotch,
noting that there was a tell tale bulge there that seemed to suggest
that he had lucked out in that department as well. For her part, Kristen
found her eyes wandering over the bodies of each of these guys, feeling
the excitement rising in her pussy.

As Lisa and Kristen got to know the young men better, Lisa noticed that
Kristen's eyes seemed to be sweeping back and forth, up and down, taking
in Jamaal's body. Her face looked almost flushed, and Lisa was surprised
that her friend was apparently totally taken by this black stud in front
of her. After all, Kristen's husband was a good match for her in the
looks department, and Kristen herself was nothing short of stunning. At
that point, Jamaal reached for Kristen's glass and offered to get her
another drink, which she thanked him for, looking him directly in his
dark eyes. Nick said he was going to get another beer and asked Lisa if
she wanted another wine. She said sure, and handed the stud her glass.

Kristen looked to her friend, "Lisa, can you believe these two guys?
They are absolutely gorgeous! I don't know about you, but I am drenched."

"Kristen, listen to you, you're a married woman. Calm yourself. But
you're right; they are a couple of hunks." Lisa smiled. "I think Marc's
health club only has pretty people in it. At least what I've seen so
far, that's the case. Maybe you should join, you could see these guys
all of the time."

The guys returned with fresh drinks, and the conversation continued.
Jamal asked Kristen if she had just joined the club. "I know you
couldn't have been a member, because I would certainly have remembered
you." He said with a smile and a wink.

"No, I don't belong. Lisa just joined. I am just out tonight for a
couple of drinks while my husband is away on business. But you look as
though you work out there day and night." She said complimenting his body.

"Thanks, I work out there and play soccer in school. Hope you don't mind
my saying it, but you seem kind of young to be married. I mean, when I
first saw you, I thought you were still in your teens....I'm sorry, I
hope I didn't offend you, I meant that as a compliment." Kristen
blushed, and Lisa laughed.

For his part, Jamaal was mesmerized by Kristen. She definitely looked
younger than her years, she had beautiful naturally blond hair, a great
set of tits, and she had an incredible ass and beautifully slender legs.
Jamaal could feel his love wand beginning to grow at the thought of
introducing this babe to the thick black shaft that hung between his
legs. He imagined her soft, naked white body below his, and his lips on
hers as he slowly impaled her tight pussy with his black love meat. His
eyes locked with hers, and his gaze held hers long enough for her to
know that he definitely had more than drinks on his mind. He hoped that
she did as well. And, the look on her fact seemed to say that there was
the beginning of a battle going on between her conscience and her vagina.

"Sorry Jamaal, that's nice of you to say. But, Lisa and I are 'older
women'," She joked.

The conversation continued with Nick and Jamaal sharing what they did in
school, and Lisa and Kristen filling in the guys on what they did and
where they went to school. It turned out that Nick and Jamaal were both
nineteen, eight years younger than Lisa and Kristen. Jamaal offered to
get Kristen a third drink and Lisa another wine, and then suggested that
they go out by the pool and get some air. He said no one ever uses the
pool at Marc's complex. It was like a private yard.

It became clear that drinking at Marc's was probably going to replace
clubbing, and everyone moved out to the pool area. Kristen was feeling
the effects of the wine and Lisa had made sure that she was just sipping
hers because she planned to stay in control. But, she continued to be
intrigued at how taken with Jamaal Kristen seemed to be. She noticed
that Kristen and Jamaal both were making a lot of direct eye contact
with one another. What she also noticed was that Nick was doing his own
visual inspection of her body, and he wasn't being very subtle about it.

It was funny Lisa thought, after last night with Marc, she was now
looking at guys, specifically Nick, with a new found sexual interest.
Her mind imagined what having sex with a stud like Nick might feel like.
But she was intent on just letting her musings be musings. She would be
in control tonight. At that moment though, Nick's eyes locked with hers
and she felt her heart flutter as she drank in the ruggedly handsome
young man before her. She felt a wave of excitement wash through her
vagina. She knew Nick wanted her, and she knew her body would love the
feel of Nick, but she was resolved not to let it happen. She looked away
nervously, but she knew that Nick knew that she found him attractive.

Lisa and Nick sat with their drinks at a poolside table, while Jamaal
and Kristen walked toward the shallow end of the pool and appeared to be
talking. The pool area was lit with enough light to walk around
comfortably, but it was not bright by any means. And the underwater
lights in the pool were on. It was hard for Lisa to see Kristen clearly,
but it appeared that she and Jamaal had stopped near the steps going
into the water, and they were standing very close to one another, facing
one another. Lisa knew that Kristen was on her third wine now and was
feeling the effects. She was concerned for her friend.

With Kristen standing directly in front of Jamaal, she tilted her head
down, and appeared to be looking directly at the pool deck. Lisa's heart
skipped a beat as she saw Jamaal's right hand reach up to Kristen's chin
and gently tilt her head up. The two appeared to be looking intently
into one another's eyes when Jamaal's head moved in and he kissed
Kristen, first on the forehead, then on the nose, and finally directly
on the lips. Kristen at first did not react as far as Lisa could tell.
But then, she noted Kristen's head moving in response to Jamaal,
returning his kiss. Her left hand circled behind his head and pulled it
against her own. And Lisa knew, she was witnessing the taking of Kristen
by this ripped black stud.

Nick saw Lisa's reaction to Kristen and Jamaal kissing. He placed his
hand gently on her arm on the table and said: "Relax Lis, he's a real
gentleman, and won't do anything at all that she doesn't want to do. And
something tells me that she's going to want to do it all. And, you know
what? She won't have a single regret. None of them ever does." Then,
Nick's eyes locked again with Lisa's and he said, "And, I can go as slow
as you want, or we can just sit here if you want. But I think Kristen
and Jamaal are going to be busy for a while.."

Lisa looked back to Kristen and Jamaal and she could tell that they were
talking with one another, but she couldn't hear them.

Kristen's hand had dropped slowly from Jamaal's head and slid down his
shoulder slowly and then hesitated on his muscled arm. With her right
hand, she lifted her glass to her mouth and finished off the remainder
of her wine. She realized that she had just kissed a man other than her
husband, and she realized that it felt every bit as good as her mind had
told her it would. And she felt within her loins a huge yearning for
this powerful black stud standing before her.

He didn't give her a chance to say anything, instead he bent his head
down again, and kissed her full on the lips once again, this time
exploring her mouth with his tongue, and she felt his right arm reach
around her body, resting his hand on her buttocks and pulling her hard
into his mid section. It was then that Kristen realized just how big his
package might be. He felt huge and hard against her.

"Let's move this indoors. We don't need anyone to see us, and you need
another drink." He took her hand and they walked around the far end of
the poor, avoiding Lisa and Nick and Marc and the other two couples, and
entered Marc's townhouse through the screen patio.

Lisa was stunned at what she had witnessed. She never would have dreamt
that Kristen would have kissed or touched anyone other than her husband.
And then it just happened. Her mind was whirling, thinking that she had
done almost the same thing the night before with Marc. Part of her
wanted to tell Kristen that they should go, and the other part wanted to
tell her that she should relax and enjoy it, just this once.

Marc approached Nick and Lisa when he saw Kristen and Jamaal move back
into the condo. "Guys, we've decided to stop at Avalon, see what's
happening there and then maybe move on. I think Jamaal and Kristen might
want to hang her for a bit, but if you want to join us later, that's
cool. Is staying here for a while okay with you Lisa?

Lisa was jarred from her thoughts about Kristen and Jamaal. "Oh, sure
Marc. Nick, if you want to go with Marc, I can just wait her for Kristen
for a bit. She may want to leave, anyway." But Lisa knew that that was
probably not the case.

Marc and Nick exchanged knowing glances that were not lost on Lisa.
"Marc, I think that I will hang here with Lisa for a few and play it by
ear. I don't really think I want to start clubbing right now." And
turning to Lisa, "Is that okay with you Lis?" He asked.

"Sure Nick, that sounds fine. Marc, you guys go ahead and have a good
time. I will probably see you next week at the club. Lisa felt some
relief knowing that Marc and the other couples would be leaving. But her
mind was on Kristen.

In the house, Kristen was led by Jamaal to the bar where she allowed him
to pour her another wine. "Jamaal, I think I should probably let you
know that I think I've gone far enough. I don't know what came over me
out there, but I can't do this, I'm married." As she said these words,
she felt conflicted within herself. She at once had loved kissing
Jamaal, and she had also felt great guilt.

Jamaal just looked directly in her eyes and smiled his handsome smile.
"Kristen, I know you're married. So chill. We aren't going to do a thing
that you don't want to do, including kissing. But, I got the distinct
feeling out there that you loved my kissing you, in fact, you loved it
so much you kissed me back pretty aggressively." As he said these words,
he moved his face right into hers and his lips were within a half inch
of her own.

"So babe, we don't have to do a thing that you don't want to do, but
your face is pretty flushed and your eyes tell me that you want me to
kiss you again" With that, he brushed his lips against hers and felt no
resistance. "See? I think you're liking it." He brushed his lips against
hers again and then moved in for the kill. He put his arms around her
waist and pulled her mid section hard into his own. She again felt his
manhood throbbing, knowing that it had to be huge. At the same time, his
lips found hers and his tongue pried open her mouth and explored her
tongue as he kissed her passionately, long and hard.

Kristen's hands went to Jamaal's face and cradled it, pulling it into
her own as they kissed lustfully and passionately for several minutes.
During this time, Kristin could not help herself and her hands slid down
the sides of Jamaal's torso, feeling his hard body. She held his ass and
pulled his abdomen into her own, and then, she slid her right hand over
his crotch, feeling his girth, and his hardness.

Jamaal pulled his face away from Kristen and smiled at the beautiful
blond he held in his arms. Babe, I know you want me just like I want
you. And, we're going to have one another, but I have to make you want
me again and again after we do this the first time tonight. So babe, you
need to be patient with me. I'm gonna do stuff that you're gonna love,
and we'll get to the good part soon enough, but you've gotta sit back
and relax til we get there." Then, Jamaal caused Kristen to gasp in
total pleasure as he moved his right hand quickly and deftly under her
short skirt, and slid his long black fingers into the wetness of her
drenched pussy.

She gasped so loudly that she surprised herself. But she had not time to
think as Jamaal's fingers instantly began a methodical message of her
soaking cunt that was driving her crazy. "Let's move into the guest room
babe." Kristen moved with Jamaal who did not remove his black fingers
from her love chute. She held onto his waist as they moved toward the
hall and the bedroom door.

Once in the bedroom, Jamaal left Kristen at the bed and moved to put on
a soft light by the bureau. Then walking back to her, he scooped her
short dress up and over her head, and quickly hooked his fingers in her
panties and slid them down her slender white legs. Then, he effortlessly
unsnapped her bra and she stood amazingly and beautifully naked in front
of Jamaal. He smiled, handed her her wine and slowly removed his own
clothing, allowing Kristen to take in the beauty of his body just as he
had hers.

As his slacks slid down his dark muscular legs, Kristen could see the
huge bulge bursting through his black boxer briefs. She gasped again as
Jamaal hooked his fingers into the elastic band of his briefs and slid
them down, causing his massive ten inch, pulsing black shaft to spring
outward. The thickness of it, the length of it, and the amazingly thick
mushroom head caused Kristen to stare in utter astonishment. Jamaal then
pulled down the bed clothes and helped Kristen to lay her beautifully
shaped white body onto the bed. She did not say a word, but seemed
resigned to do what she knew all along she had wanted. Jamaal surprised
her when he spread her slender legs apart and positioned his mouth at
her pussy.

"Babe, just relax. I want you to enjoy this."

The instant Jamaal's tongue touched her clit, she gasped loudly. Jamaal
was a master at what came next. His tongue and lips and fingers worked
in unison, quickly, gently, then slowly and deliberately, in bringing
Kristin's body to an absolutely incredible climax within only minutes.
As his tongue and mouth massaged her love chute his hands were kneading
her breasts, pinching her nipples gently, massaging her abdomen. For her
part, Kristen's hands were on Jamaal's head, squeezing his muscular
shoulders and biceps


He felt it coming just as Kristen did. Her breathing increased. Her body
began to twist and writhe in pleasure. Her moans began softly at first,
and then when she could stand it no more, she screamed out in pleasure
with loud moans that could be heard outside the townhouse. Her hands at
first squeezed and pinched Jamaal. Then she tried frantically to pull
his body up on top of her own so that he could fuck her with his massive
cock, so he could fill her with that huge pulsing black cock. But it was
not to be just yet. That did not stop Kristen from losing all control.
Lisa could hear her friend screaming from within, "Jamaal, fuck me,
please, please Jamaal, I need you to fuck me now! Oh please, please. I
want you in me!" And then, her moans and screams faded as her first of
many orgasms of the night began to subside.

Nick smiled at Lisa as they sat at the table by the pool. "That could be
us babe. I told you he's good. Believe me, she'll be back for more." He
smiled as Lisa as Kristen's moans and screams could no longer be heard.

"Nick, please! That's my friend. She's married. She's going to feel
awful after this! And, no that couldn't be us. I am married and I can't
do anything with you."

"I'm sorry Lisa, I didn't mean to upset you. Really. I know you're upset
because of Kristen, but Lis, she's a big person, and my guess is that
she's wanted this for a long time. And I think when we both see her in a
little while, she's gonna be real happy that she did it, married or not.

I don't know what to tell you. I mean, I'm no saint, but I'm not a
scumbag either, but I've been with married women before and they loved
being with me, and they wanted to do it more than once. And so did I.
And, Lisa, I won't hit on you again, but believe me when I tell you I
think you're so freakin hot, I'd do it in a heartbeat with you, married
or not. I mean, no offense, but from where I sit, just because I have
sex with someone doesn't mean I want to marry them. But I understand
everyone has different ideas about that.

"I'm sorry, Nick. I didn't mean to jump on you. I guess I'm just worried
for Kristen. And, to be honest with you, I am totally flattered that a
hot stud like you finds me 'freakin' hot'. She smiled in response to
Nick, who relaxed a little when she did.

"Look Lisa, why don't we go in, make a little noise, maybe let them know
we're still here, and get ourselves another drink. And, if you want, we
can try out the hot tub. And, I promise, I'll be good. Marc has suits
inside if you don't feel comfortable going in in your birthday suit."

She smiled back, "Sounds good to me, Nick. Let's do it. And, if you
promise to be good, I can risk my birthday suit. Besides, I'll get to
see your studly body too." She finished, smiling at Nick.

Indeed, Jamaal did mount Kristen as her orgasm subsided, and she held
him tightly, passionately, while she kissed him passionately. She had
lost all of her inhibitions and was pulling his beautifully ripped body
into her own, The feeling of his huge black shaft nestled into the
wetness of her slit was not lost on her and she rocked her abdomen,
causing his cock to slide back and forth on the outside of her tight
white cunt.

For his part, Jamaal kissed her back gently, lovingly. He wanted her to
love sex with him, and he had made a good start of it. "See babe. I knew
you'd love that. Now, I want you to get an idea of what you're gonna
have in your pretty white pussy in just a few minutes. So I need you to
do your best to hold my black cock, suck it, kiss it, lick it, stroke
it, and get it to shoot all over your pretty face. Then I'm gonna slide
it into you and let you get used to it before we get to the main course."

He smiled at Kristen and her eyes opened wide with the knowledge what he
wanted and what he was about to do. Simultaneously, panic gripped her as
she realized that he planned to fuck her without a condom. She was
fertile, she was ovulating, she was not on the pill. She was trying to
get pregnant with her husband.

Jamaal straddled Kristen's body, bringing his massive black cock with
its thick veins up to her mouth. Her cunt was still hot with her orgasm
as she forgot her fear of pregnancy and ministered to the young stud's
manhood. She tasted her own juices on his shaft as she licked and sucked
it, stroked it and tried desperately to deep throat it. For his part,
Jamaal began pumping himself into his white lover's mouth with a speed
that surprised Kristen. She squeezed his shaft and bobbed her head onto
and off of his shaft as best she could until she felt his body tighten,
tense and then, he yelled out as he held her beautiful head in place
over his throbbing cock. Jamaal's first load was thick and gooey and
warm to Kristen, and when he pulled his manhood from her mouth, his cum
was still spurting from it. This he spread about her face in stringy
strands.

Then, still hard, her new black lover slid down her body and lifted her
legs perpendicular to the bed. He positioned his thick shaft at the
opening to her pleasure port, and Kristen thought to herself how
absolutely massive and black it looked to her in contrast with her
husband's much smaller white penis. And then, he slid it ever so slowly,
so gently into his new white lover. Kristen moaned, licked her lips,
tasting Jamaal's cum as she did so, and used her hands to try to pull
him into her. She was being stretched significantly beyond anything she
had ever expected, and she loved it.

When Jamaal was all the way into Kristen, he felt his cock pressed hard
into her cervix. "Look at me babe. Tell me, how does that feel to you.
Is it as good for you as it is for me? I'm gonna fuck you slowly, you
need to let me know if it's ok, alright babe?"

"It's so good, Jamaal. Really, it feels so good to me." And she reached
up and ran her hands across his hard pecs and then down to his hard and
defined abs. "You feel awesome to me Jamaal."

Slowly at first Jamaal's manhood moved inward and outward. Then he
picked up speed, and Kristen's soft moans began picking up. As Jamaal
continued his thrusting, Kristen could feel another orgasm building
within her, but she knew that her lover would probably cum before she
did, her husband always came before she finished. But this was
different, Jamaal showed no signs of being ready to cum as he picked up
speed and was now pounding her pussy fast and furiously. Now Kristen's
moans had turned into screaming and yelps of pleasure as her lover
relentlessly pounded her.

Finally, her orgasm overwhelmed her and Jamaal felt Kristen's body tense
and then twitch in incredible pleasure yet again. Then he felt it okay
to let his own pleasure filled orgasm free. His sweat covered muscular
body tensed and came hard as he pumped his first cum into his beautiful
white lover. She held him and caressed him lovingly as he collapsed onto
her. Kristen knew that sex with her husband would never be the same
again. While she felt some guild because she had been unfaithful to her
husband, she also knew in her heart that she had wanted to have this
very experience for so long. So, she savored the moment. She was fully
taken, and she knew then that it would not be her last time.

They cuddled and held one another tightly for a while, and Jamaal said:
"Babe, that was so hot for me. You feel so incredibly tight. I loved it.
Was it good for you, like it was for me?

Now, Kristen was feeling both the exhilaration of the aftermath of great
sex and the guilt that she was experiencing because this was her first
venture into infidelity. She managed a response: "Jamaal, for me it was
completely awesome. You were perfect. I hope you don't think that I'm
just a slut, because this really is the first time I have ever done
something like this. But, I don't regret it, because sex with someone
like you is something I have always dreamed about. I love my husband,
but sex with a guy like you is something I have always held as a
fantasy, and you made it real for me and it was perfect. Does that make
any sense to you?"

"Kristen, you could have sex with guys like me every day of the week.
Why was this a fantasy? You are so freakin hot, I don't think you have
any idea. But, it's my good fortune. And, believe me any time you want
to relive this fantasy, I'm game." He said with a smile, and hugged her
tightly into his body.

Having heard Nick and Lisa talking out in the living area, Kristen said:
"Jamaal, we really should rejoin Nick and Lisa. I feel so embarrassed to
face them, but I have to sometime, so why don't we get dressed and go
out there?"

"Actually, I think I heard them in the hot tub, so we could just wrap
ourselves in towels and join them in the spa. Nick will be so jealous of
me, I love it." He said with his beautiful smile.

"And Lisa will think I am a total tramp." Kristen said with a frown.

"Don't worry, I think Lisa has her own story to tell, so don't be
embarrassed." Jamaal said with a knowing smile.

Kristin's interest was piqued by this comment. "Really? What are you
telling me?"

"Nothing at all. Just don't think about yourself that way, because she
might have her own story, which you just didn't get to hear about, is
all I'm gonna say."

Kristen was fascinated, and instantly felt better. "Let's go to the hot
tub." She smiled at Jamaal and pulled on his semi hard cock.

Lisa and Nick were indeed in the hot tub naked when Kristen and Jamaal
entered the living area. Kristen was immediately taken with how
stunningly handsome Nick was, what she could see of him. His broad
shoulders, his firm pecs, his shaggy hair framing his face with the
beard stubble on it. She wondered what kind of a package he was sporting
under the hot tub waters. She was surprised that Lisa would get naked
with him and just jump in......it made her wonder.

"Her guys!" Nick called. "We were worried we would not see you. But
sounded like things were going ok in there." Nick smiled. Kristen
removed her towel and Nick whistled as she climbed into the tub. And
Lisa's eyes widened when she spied Jamaal's thick black shaft. But,
immediately in her mind, she knew that white Nick was a little bigger
than his black friend was. Jamaal sat right next to Lisa, and Kristen
sat next to Nick. Everyone seemed to need another drink, and Nick
climbed out of the tub to take orders. When Kristen saw the rest of the
stud's body, she felt her loins tingle yet again. She had competition
this time, as Lisa felt herself gush at seeing the naked stud again.


Chapter 5

At this point, Jamaal looked over at Kristen and smiled: "Kristen, babe,
looks as though you like what you're seeing in my man Nick. Maybe you
could give him a hand with the drinks and whatever; he's not going to be
able to handle four drinks by himself."

Kristen blushed slightly and smiled back. "Jamaal, I was just looking!
He's cute, like you are. And, for a white boy, he's got a really cute
ass, like yours. And yes, I'll be happy to help out with the drinks."
She climbed out of the hot tub and toweled herself off. Jamaal felt his
black shaft stiffen as it remembered stretching the pretty white wife's
tight pussy only a half hour earlier.

Turning his attention to Lisa, Jamaal smiled as he looked her directly
in her beautiful blue eyes: "I think it might be just you and I in here
for a while. Something tells me that our girl Kristen will be helping
Nick out with more than just the drinks." Lisa's mouth was opening in
response to Jamaal when Nick came into the spa area with drinks for her
and for Jamaal.

"We'll be back in a few, guys. There's plenty more to drink if these get
low, so help yourselves." Nick offered with a smile and a wink to the
both of them. Lisa's mind instantly knew that Nick and Kristen were
about to get it on in the same room that Kristen and Jamaal had just
used. She wondered how she could not have ever suspected that her friend
Kristen was such a slut below the surface. She wondered if Kristen had
ever, ever done anything like this before. As she watched Nick turn and
walk toward the great room, she felt her loins tingle with excitement at
the sight of the young stud. And she secretly envied Kristen for having
the guts to openly be willing to get it on with Nick. Because, deep
down, she found herself incredibly attracted to Nick's beautiful face,
body, and especially his enormously long and thick love shaft.

And, as she watched the moderately hairy Italian stud's naked body walk
away, she loved the shape of him from the rear. His shoulders were broad
and muscular, his back tapered in a prefect V to a thin but tightly
muscled abdominal area, and his white ass was perfectly rounded and
shaped. His thighs and calves were beautifully shaped and nicely
muscled. He was a perfect stud she thought. And, as her mind raced she
again envied Kristen, because she thought for just a moment that having
sex with Nick would be so hot. Lisa caught her thoughts mid stream. How
had this line of thinking taken over her mind in just one day. She was a
changed person she thought, especially after having spent the previous
night and early morning with Marc.

Jamaal smiled at Lisa as he saw her watching Nick leave, and he read her
mind. "Looks like Lisa likes what she sees as well!" He chided. "You
need to relax, Lisa. Let go! That could be you in there with Nick right
now. And, believe me, I've never heard any woman complain about a fling
in the sack with him. He doesn't have my technique, but he's a good
understudy." Jamaal finished, smiling and putting an arm behind Lisa and
resting it on the spa. Lisa took her scotch, which Nick had just given
her and she took a long drag on it, feeling it burn and warm her as it
slid down her throat. A wave of relaxation settled over her and she
looked at the handsome Jamaal and smiled. "What makes you so sure that
you know what I'm thinking? I can look at a cute guy if I want, and he's
definitely a cute guy. And, just for your information, I'm married and
choose not to be in there with Nick. So there!"

"Well, don't tell me that your mind didn't just go there, because I saw
it in the look that you gave Nick as he left the hot tub, and then again
as you watched him leave just now. So, married or not, you're eyes are
betraying you. What's more, I saw the way you looked at me as Kristen
and I came in here a few minutes ago. Lisa, I don't mean this the wrong
way, but you need to let go and relax. If you're here naked in a hot tub
with us, you must at least have the tiniest bit of interest, married or
not. And believe me, babe, I am sure it killed Nick to sit here with you
and not have anything happen. Just like it's killin me right now."
Jamaal smiled his handsome smile and Lisa felt herself weakening as she
realized that much of what this handsome young black man was saying was
totally the truth. She took her scotch and finished the glass, then
rested her head back against Jamaal's arm which was still stretched
behind her.

"I'm sorry Jamaal. I'm only in the hot tub this way because last night
we all sat in it naked and didn't think anything about it. Tonight, I
thought we were going to go clubbing and then we kind of ended up here
when out of no where Marc and the others decided to go to the clubs, and
Kristen was already making plans with you. So, I'm sorry if Nick was
having a hard time -- but, Jamaal, I just can't, I'm married and I
didn't come out tonight to sample the hottest studs at the club I go to.
Sorry, Jamaal. But, believe me, being in this hot tube with Nick, and
now you....believe me, it's kind of a mixed bag. I mean, you guys are
both so hot, and while my body is saying one thing, my mind is saying
something entirely different. But, I really am flattered that you would
have any interest in someone my age. The two of you are barely out of
your teenage years! You could have any girl you want. But, I guess the
best way to put it is that I'm taken." Lisa smiled at the handsome ebony
stud next to her, and she felt her pussy tingle as her eyes took in how
handsome he was.

The conversation was interrupted by a deep moan that came from the guest
bedroom. "Sounds like Kristen is enjoying round two. Is she always like
this? I mean, she was so incredibly horny and like unbelievably
passionate. It felt like she hadn't had sex in years, she was so into
it. I could definitely get into a girl like her. I envy her old man."
Jamal said looking at Lisa, and thinking what a hot fuck she would be.

Jamaal's words took Lisa by surprise. She'd never seen this side of her
friend, and she wondered again if Kristen had always harbored a dark
desire to have wild sex with some really hot looking guy, someone not
really at all like her husband. And now, here she was with the hung
Italian stud, Nick, apparently letting him have his way with her body,
just as she had let Jamaal.

"That's not the Kristen I know. Believe me. She's always been very cute,
has had guys hit on her, but never gave them anything in return, except
a frigid look. And now, tonight! Out of no where she has a couple of
drinks and she's like a total tramp. I mean, I know that she's not
really a tramp, but I think tonight she qualifies." At that point,
Kristen apparently climaxed as there were a series of very loud high
pitched moans followed by a series of guttural groans of pleasure that
emanated from the guest room.

Jamaal's and Lisa's eyes met. He smiled his handsome smile at her and
said: "That could be us babe. Just say the word, Lisa."

Lisa felt really relaxed, having downed the double scotch that Nick had
brought her. And as she looked at her would be lover, she was so
sexually attracted to the young black man that she felt butterflies in
her stomach and her abdomen was churning with desire for him. His mocha
body was perfect, it would be so easy to let go as he had suggested.
But, she wasn't a slut. What she had done with Marc was a fluke, and
even though she wanted Jamaal, she mustered up enough resolve to say:
"Jamaal, it would be so easy for me, but I can't. Because every time you
would see me at the club, you'd hit on me, because you'd say 'she's
easy, I can take her if I want.'. So Jamaal, sorry." With that, she
leaned in toward him and gave him a kiss on his cheek, and then she got
up and moved to the side of the spa. "I've got to use the little girl's
room. I'll be back." Jamaal watched as Lisa's body emerged from the spa
with its perfectly shaped and rounded breasts, firm with nipples
hardened with excitement he thought. Her beautifully thin waist, and her
fantastic ass made his black monster twitch with excitement. As she
walked toward the bathroom, Jamaal quickly got up and went to the
kitchen to mix another drink for Lisa. Perhaps she'd change her mind, he
thought.

Meanwhile, Kristen was lying breathless on her back looking up at her
handsome white lover with his absolutely huge love shaft buried deep
inside of her drenched vagina. Kristen took in Nick's remarkably
handsome face, with its dark stubble covering his finely chiseled
features. He was resting on his elbows looking down into Kristen's eyes.
He jostled his hips a little, causing his still very hard cock to move
within his newly taken lover.


"Babe, what did you have for supper? Whatever it was, have more and see
me tomorrow. You feel so fuckin good. That was one of the best fucks I
have ever had. And babe, you're soooo tight! Your husband's dick must be
the size of a needle! I love how your pussy is wrapped around my cock,
squeezing it, holding onto it. Kristen, you feel freakin awesome!" Nick
let himself down, moving his face to hers, pressing his lips into hers,
tonguing her mouth and now wrapping his muscled arms around her. He felt
her hands clasp his ass cheeks and pull him hard into her. He loved the
feel of this woman, and he knew she loved the feel of his body on hers.

Nick and Kristen kissed and made out, and kissed and continued to make
out while she ground her vagina onto his massive shaft. Jamaal's nine
inch cock was no match for Nick's. Nick had to be a full foot, and his
balls were huge as well. What's more, Nick felt much bigger than Jamaal,
he was longer and much thicker, and for Kristen, he felt so much better.
She knew that Nick was joking when he mentioned her husband's cock being
like a needle. But the truth was that it was much shorter and certainly
no where near as thick as Jamaal's or Nick's. And, getting fucked by
Nick and Jamaal was just like picking a couple of studs out of the pages
of GQ Magazine and getting fucked by them. These guys were that hot.
Kristen didn't even feel guilty right now. She had always wanted to
experience a really hot guy who was also hung like a horse, and now that
she had, she felt nothing but excitement at the pleasure each of them
had provided for her. For her part, Kristen wanted nothing more than to
make each man feel that sex with her was also phenomenal. Thus, as they
lay kissing and revving up for another climax, Kristen squeezed her
young lover's thick white cock, and she pistoned her abdomen back and
forth on his excited shaft.

Jamaal had pumped her full of gooey white cum, paving the way for Nick's
larger cock to enter her and push even more deeply into her hungry
pussy. Kristen felt her orgasm building and she was now clutching Nick's
beautiful head as she kissed him passionately. She so wanted her young
lover to cum at the same time she did. He hadn't cum as yet with her,
and she so wanted to please him. As he pumped and she gyrated on his
magnificent shaft, Kristen could feel Nick's body tighten, his breathing
deepen, even with her own. She was about to climax, couldn't hold it for
another second and at the instant she did, she felt her ripped lover's
body go rigid and his massive cock pounded deep into her womb as it
pumped its warm cum deep into his married lover.

They were both sweating, their bodies drenched with the dampness of
intense love making. Now, Nick's shaft had surely swelled to more than a
foot, and its thickness was pressing against the walls of Kristen's
vagina. She had never felt to totally full, so totally awake sexually.
And she knew at that moment that if either Nick or Jamaal ever, ever
wanted her again that she would be there for them. But, she especially
loved the feel of Nick, his tightly toned body with the very light
covering of body hair. He was so fucking handsome she thought. And he
felt so fucking good buried inside of her. Kristen's mind told her that
after tonight, she might truly be pregnant, but not with her husband's
child. But at the moment, she did not care.

As Jamaal returned to the spa, he saw that Lisa was not back in the
water. He looked toward the hallway, and he saw her shadow on the
carpet. Walking in that direction with the double scotch for her, he saw
that Lisa was standing outside the doorway and watching the lovers who
were oblivious to her presence. Lisa was unconsciously fingering herself
as she watched the two beautiful lovers locked in sexual passion.

Quietly, Jamaal lifted Lisa's drink toward her and whispered: "I'm
telling you Lisa, she's so fuckin hot and horny, it's unbelievable. She
fucked me for an hour, took a short break, and now she's fucking Nick
like she hasn't had it for weeks! And, he's bigger than I am.....not by
a lot." Jamaal smiled and looked into Lisa's eyes. "Okay, by a lot! Want
to join me in the spa?"

Lisa walked back to the spa as if in a trance. "I just can't believe
that that is Kristen. Who would ever have thought? I mean, I just can't
believe it. It's like she can't get enough." And then Lisa remembered
fucking Marc the night before and the intense excitement that she felt
with him. And just briefly, she wished he were there right then, because
she wanted to be in bed with him again, to feel his rock hard, veined
black cock probing her white pussy. With Marc, she reasoned that not
only was the attraction physical and sexual, it was also emotional. And,
simultaneous with her body's longing for his beautifully chiseled body,
Lisa felt a pang of fear because she was not sure if she could resist
the inner urge, the attraction she felt for him.

Jamaal's voice took her from her thoughts. "Lisa, I'm not sure what's
going on with your friend, but I would guess that she's never, ever had
truly satisfying sex. I mean think of it. You know when you've had a
really satisfying sexual experience. You just instinctively know that
you've had it and that it was great. But, Kristen, she's another story.
She might love her husband, but babe, you saw her. She could not get
enough of Nick. And, she was the same way with me. I think she's a
highly sexual woman who's just never really reached that plateau where
she's ever had truly satisfying sex, until tonight that is. I think
we're going to be seeing a lot of her around here. Mark my words." And,
Lisa knew that Jamaal was right. She walked back to the spa with him,
feeling the excitement of watching her friend being totally satisfied by
her experience with Nick. And Lisa knew at that moment, that she would
have to have Marc again, because sex with him was like nothing she had
ever had before. And her sex with Matt had always been good, but last
night with Marc had been the best for her ever.

As Jamaal and Lisa settled back in the warm spa, she opted to sit across
from him this time, hoping to remove just a bit of the temptation he
posed to her. But, she found looking directly at Jamaal was just as bad
as sitting next to him. He was so freaking handsome she thought. She
sipped her very strong scotch, and instantly knew that if she finished
it, she would surely pass out. So she determined to sip it. "Are you
trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me? This drink
would surely knock me out if I were to finish it. And believe me Jamaal,
if I am going to have sex with a cutie like you, I definitely want to
remember it." Lisa teased with a smile. At that moment, there was noise
at the front entry, and in walked Marc, back from clubbing, and
completely alone.

"Well, I see you've found your way into the comfort of the spa. But,
where are my other two guests?" He asked, fully knowing what the answer
would probably be.

Jamaal smiled, "They've found their way to the comfort of the guest
room, but I can't seem to convince Lisa here that she'd definitely like
the warmth of a bed to the warm water of this spa." He smiled in
response to his trainer/mentor.

Lisa smiled at Jamaal and then spoke to Marc, "And, he's been whining
about it for the last hour. I keep telling him that I am married." And
her eyes looked directly into her black lover's as she said this. "I
don't play around, as a rule. So now he's trying to get me drunk. By the
way, where is everyone, too much for them? Did they all call it a night?"

"Actually, they did. Not a very resilient group. And, Jamaal, you need
to realized that even though you are definitely the hottest stud at the
gym, after Nick that is, you can't have every woman you want. You have
to respect the fact that Lisa has certain standards, and it looks like
you just don't qualify." He offered as he smiled toward Jamaal.

" Listen Lisa, I know that Kristen drove you tonight, and if it looks
like she's going to be a while and you want to get home, I will drive
you. And, I will make sure she gets home safely later, if she decides to
leave. Usually, when a lady connects with Nick, they don't want to
leave. I need to get some of what he has." He said with a broad smile.
Then, "Remember, I told Matt I would make sure you got home safely
tonight, and I am a man of my word."

Lisa was about to speak when Jamaal chimed in, "Dude, don't be talking
to the lady about leaving, I was just starting to wear her down." He
looked at Lisa hopefully as he said this.

"Jamaal, forget it, I told you, married....sorry. Actually, Marc I will
take a ride home because based on Kristen's behavior tonight, it doesn't
look like she'll be leaving anytime soon. I can get dressed now if
that's okay and that way I won't keep you up any later."

With that, Lisa stood and climbed out of the spa, clearly disappointing
Jamaal. "Sorry, Jamaal. But, I am definitely flattered that such a young
stud would show some interest in an old lady like me."

"You might call yourself old Lisa, but that body of yours has definitely
not caught up with your age clock. Lisa, you are so freakin hot!"

Marc smiled as he took in Lisa's nakedness. "He's right Lisa. And as a
member of my gym, your body will stay that way." Lisa noted that Marc
looked her up and down, and she felt her loins tingle with excitement
for Marc. After toweling off, she dressed and returned to the spa area
where she said her good byes to Jamaal.

"Maybe I'll see if Kristen wants me again. Nick doesn't usually last
very long." Jamaal offered as he watched Marc and Lisa head for the door.

Once in the car, Lisa explained to Marc what had happened with Kristen,
and how surprised she was at the whole night. Now in the car, Lisa felt
a little less woozy from the scotch, but now she was feeling
particularly horny as she sat next to Marc whose tightly fitting silk
shirt hugged his upper body, accentuating his ripped muscles.

"You did very well to stave off the advances of Jamaal tonight. I know
he can be very persistent. Were you tempted at all, Lisa? I mean, most
women are very tempted by him."

"Marc, you said it yourself. I have standards. I am only tempted by a
certain few." Lisa smiled and looked directly at Marc as he drove.

"That's good to hear Lisa. The same goes for me. Do you want to invite
me in for a drink, I can make sure your place doesn't have any intruders
before I leave you for the night, alone."

Lisa smiled. "You don't give up do you? But, yes you are invited in for
a drink, before you leave me alone for the night."

Marc looked directly at Lisa for just a moment, and sensed a glimmer of
hope. He knew she still wanted him, and would not have offered to let
him in if she were not having some thoughts about him.

At Lisa's, one drink led to a second and then a third. They talked about
Kristen, Nick and Jamaal, Lisa and Matt's townhouse, and about various
people at the club. Finally, Marc played his card and hoped it worked.
"Well Lisa, I guess I should get going, It's been great having a couple
of extra minutes to spend with you tonight. But, I better get going
before I have another drink and can't drive. I don't think I could
control myself if I had to stay in your house alone with you tonight."

Lisa was feeling the effects of two additional drinks, but also of how
turned on she felt herself to be in Marc's presence. As he got up to
leave, she moved toward him and said, "Thanks for bringing me home. I
really appreciate it. And, I've enjoyed the extra time with you too. You
should know that I did not do anything with either Nick or Jamaal
tonight. Believe me, I was tempted, but they just aren't special like
you are."

"I know Lisa, just one more goal I have for my women. They don't sleep
with just anyone." He smiled and bent in toward Lisa to kiss her on the
cheek. She, however, used her hands to turn his head so that they kissed
on the lips. And when her lips pressed into his, he knew that he was
home free.

Marc tried to speak, but Lisa would have none of it, and she held his
head close to her own as she kissed her black Adonis passionately. He
felt her left hand leave the back of his head and trace down his torso,
feeling him until finally she grasped his now swelling black member,
rubbing it and squeezing it. For Marc, that was his signal to let his
hands clutch the white beauty's ass through her skirt and pull her hard
into his abdomen.

"Lis, are you sure?" Was all he said. Without speaking, Lisa looked at
him with a determined look in her eyes and nodded her head in the
affirmative. Then, "I want you to spend the night with me, here. After
tonight, we can figure out what comes next. But, I have to have you
Marc. I hope you don't think I'm a slut. I just have to have you."

With that, Lisa slid her hands under Marc's silk shirt, loving the feel
once again of his incredibly hard and muscled torso. His body was heaven
to her. And her soft but toned white body was total perfection to him.
And her pussy, was just perfect as well.

They stopped just long enough to undress one another, Marc was naked
first and Lisa's heart raced as she took in the beauty of his muscled
mocha form, with the thick, black, veined cock already hard and ready
for her. And then, Marc slowly undressed the beautiful white wife before
him, relishing the sight of her nicely rounded breasts, the firm
nipples, the slender waist, the incredible ass. As her skirt slipped to
the floor, pooling at her feet, Marc felt his cock jump and press into
his newly acquired white lover. He wrapped his strong arms around her
just below the shoulders and held her soft body tightly into his own and
kissed her intensely and passionately for ten to fifteen minutes, moving
his lips from time to time to her ears, her neck, her shoulders.

All the while, his cock was pushing into her damp slit, and he could
feel his cock's head nestled into her soft pubic hair. This week, he
would tell her to shave it off for him, and he knew she would. Tonight,
Lisa would become his to use whenever he wanted. And he would want to
use her often. And Matt would know that his beautiful white wife, whose
family money kept Matt and Lisa in their beautiful house, would belong
to the "black prick" Matt so hated and despised. And Matt would also
know that there was not a thing he could do about it without upsetting
his entire lifestyle, and that of his white lover's. What's more, her
husband would probably be at Matt's door in a heartbeat if news got out
about their office affair.

After several minutes of making out in the living room, Lisa led her
black lover to her bedroom. She turned back the covers and then welcomed
her naked mocha Adonis into her marital bed, eager to pleasure him, and
to have him pleasure her. She lay her soft white body back onto the
mattress and submissively spread her legs for her lover. She placed her
hands on the sides of his thighs as he knelt black and naked between her
legs. He used his right hand to finger her drenched pussy, and he knew
there was no need for further lubing of her cunt. Placing his pulsing
black mushroom at her slit, Marc looked directly into Lisa's eyes and
pressed his huge black manhood into her hungry vagina. "Lisa, I want
this to be special for you, because from now on, your pussy belongs to
me. I'm not going to do this if you think you can turn this on and off
whenever you feel like it. If we do this now, you're mine whenever I
want you. You will want me often, and I won't disappoint you, and I know
you won't disappoint me. So tell me babe, what's it going to be?"

Lisa was breathing heavy with anticipation. Her cunt was electrified,
yearning to feel his massive black shaft. "I'll do whatever you want.
I'll be yours. Just fuck me Marc. Please!"

With that, Lisa felt Marc's thick black manhood once again stretch her
vagina's walls as it plowed deep into her drenched love chute. He felt
so thick, so big, and entered her so deeply. When his cock reached her
cervix, he pushed hard and it was painful for Lisa as his cock poked
through her cervix which clamped tightly around the black invader.

Lisa and Marc lay locked in a tight embrace for what seemed like twenty
minutes to Lisa. Her cervix and vagina adjusted to his huge black shaft,
wrapping ever so tightly around it. She loved his feel, loved holding
his muscled body. He loved her smell, her soft body, and her super tight
cunt. He especially liked the thought of stealing this incredible prize
from Matt. And before he would take her for his own on a permanent
basis, Marc would be sure to humiliate Matt in a way that would be
thorough and irreversible.

Ever so slowly Marc eased out of her, pulling himself almost all of the
way out. Then, slowly at first and later faster, he stroked in and out
of his white wife lover, exciting her abdomen and causing her to climax
well before he surrounded her white eggs with his black swimmers. Her
body shook as Marc pounded her with his shaft. Sweat beaded on both of
their bodies, and they made love for hours, falling asleep for periods
of time and then reawakening to start all over again.


Lisa awakened at dawn, realizing what she had done immediately, and she
had no regrets. She was glad she had let Marc take her yet again. He
made her feel like no one else ever had. As her chiseled black lover lay
sleeping soundly next to her, she noted his huge black cock, still
swollen with its love making from hours earlier. Gently, she moved to it
and kissed its thick black mushroom, then licked the veiny shaft, and
finally took his black manhood in her mouth, sucking it to life and her
lover with it.

Yet again they made love. As Lisa sat atop of her black Adonis, the
phone rang. It was Matt. Marc made her take the call and talk with her
husband as she rode her black lover's swollen mocha shaft. Somehow, Matt
knew that something was wrong, but he was afraid to ask, lest his
greatest fear be confirmed. They chatted for a few minutes, but Matt
knew that she was not really paying attention to him. And he worried,
but he said nothing about his worries, told her he loved her and hung up.


Chapter 6

Marc left Lisa's place mid afternoon on Sunday, after having spent most
of the last fifteen hours naked in bed with her. Matt had called once to
talk with his wife, and Marc had made her take the call, even as she sat
straddling him with his thick black shaft driven ten inches deep into
her hungry white pussy. Marc mused that Matt must have known that
something was going on because as Lisa spoke with him, Marc was pumping
in and out of her, causing her to audibly moan with pleasure. He smiled
up at her, knowing that Matt had to be wondering what was happening.
Lisa was doing her best to stifle the moans, but it didn't work very well.

For her part, Lisa found that sex with Marc was incredibly satisfying.
The novelty of his skin color was part of it she thought, but she also
thought that plain and simply, he was remarkable at making love to her.
He was so completely attentive to sexually arousing her by kissing her,
touching her, and eating her pussy, that by the time he would finally
slide his shiny black shaft into her vagina or her ass or her mouth, she
had already climaxed several times. Lisa also loved the look and feel of
Marc's tightly toned and beautifully defined black body. Sex with him
was nothing short of fantastic, and after little more than twenty four
hours, she knew that her body was already completely addicted to her new
black lover.

Marc had told Lisa that he had some errands to run and that he had to
stop at the club. But he also told her that he wanted her to use the
afternoon to get some clothes together for the week so that she could go
to work from his place, as he expected her to live with him for the week
until Matt returned from London. At first she protested that she really
couldn't do that, that she would have to be at her place, so her family
or friends wouldn't wonder about what was going on. She was also worried
that people might see her coming and going at Marc's and figure out that
she was staying there and sleeping with him. But Marc made it clear that
she'd have to make something up if anyone asked, and he expected her to
be at his place at six that night, naked on his bed waiting for him, if
he wasn't back from his errands. Lisa was terrified at the thought of
anyone finding out about Marc and her. But, at the same time, she found
herself deeply excited at the thought of spending nearly a week living
and sleeping with her ebony lover. She knew that she would do what he
wanted.

"Oh, and one more thing, Lisa, I want you to shave your pussy. I expect
you to be perfectly smooth for me tonight and from now on. You won't
regret it, either." He flashed his handsome smile at her as he pulled
her robed body into his own, kissing her deeply just before he left.

Lisa was probably the most attractive white woman Marc had ever bedded.
Her face was just beautiful, and her naked body was absolutely perfect
from the nicely rounded full breasts, the smooth and tight abdomen, the
perfect ass, and the long slender legs. And, her pussy was delightfully
tight. What's more, her response to him sexually was magnificent. He had
slept with lots of women over the years, and some of them were
absolutely very memorable fucks, but Lisa was by far the most passionate
lover he had taken. He smiled to himself as he thought of sleeping with
her during the coming week.

Taking Lisa for his own was a huge achievement for Marc, given the fact
that her husband was an exceptionally good looking guy, who was also on
the fast track to becoming a partner in the large accounting firm where
he worked. Because of her husband, Lisa was the envy of many white
women, both married and single. And, in fact, Matt was the envy of many
of his friends because he had bagged such a hot wife himself. So taking
Lisa was all the more pleasurable for Marc. What's more Marc had the
goods on Matt, and Matt knew it. He knew that Marc could turn his
perfect life upside down. He could ruin his marriage, ruin the marriage
of his girlfriend Kate, and even ruin his standing with his accounting
firm. Unfortunately for Matt, he had been pretty nasty to Marc on the
phone, pretty nasty and pretty arrogant. Now, it would be payback time.
Marc planned on stretching Lisa's pussy big time during the next five
days. But that would be the least of Matt's problems. And, as soon as
Matt returned from London, Marc was planning to humiliate the arrogant
asshole big time.

In fact, Marc had already planned Matty's first humiliation. One of
Marc's neighbors, who had actually been a member at Marc's health club
for a couple of years until he bought his own home gym, had done some
handyman work for Marc at the club and also at his townhouse. Jason, who
was about thirty-two wouldn't take any money for his work, and so now,
Marc thought Matt might just be the perfect way to say thank you to
Jason. He would tell Jason, who had a reputation for liking men, that
Matt would be at his service for a couple of hours on a given night.
Marc suspected that Jason wouldn't pass on the opportunity to get a very
straight, very handsome, white guy acquainted with the pleasures of gay
sex with a very well hung black man. Besides, Marc would tell Matt that
he'd be the envy of a lot of the gay community who thought Jason was a
hunk and would be more than happy to changes places with Matt. Marc
smiled to himself as he thought about the arrogant Matt taking it up the
ass from a gay black guy. Of course, he would make sure that Jason would
get the fun on his webcam.

As the afternoon wore on, Lisa had selected and packed enough clothing
for the week to bring to Marc's place. She was very nervous about anyone
finding out about her being away, and so she planned to spend some time
at her place each afternoon, just to provide the appearance of being
around. She'd just leave work a little early each day, before going to
Marc's. Lisa also had to come up with a story to tell her husband about
why she had decided to shave her pussy, seemingly out of the blue.


In fact, after Marc had left and Lisa took her shower, she trembled with
excitement as she soaped and shaved her pubic hair, obeying the order of
her black lover. She mused about what Marc's reaction would be when he
first saw her shaved pussy. And she wondered how many other white women
had done the same thing for this black Adonis. After she shaved herself
and washed the hair down the drain, Lisa fingered herself as she stood
in the shower, thinking of how she would now be able to feel the tightly
curled jet black pubic hair of her lover pressed hard against her newly
shaved, smooth crotch. She'd be able to feel his thick smooth black
mushroom as it rubbed against her vagina's opening. And, her excitement
grew.

As Lisa was getting her make up ready her cell rang. It was Kristen, who
had just gotten home from Marc's. She had spent the evening, and she had
slept with both Nick and Jamaal, servicing both of them on and off
throughout the night and for most of the morning.

As soon as Lisa answered, Kristen started right in: "I know you must
think I'm the biggest slut on mother earth, Lisa. I just don't know what
came over me, because I have never done anything like that before. I
guess it was just that I was so relaxed at Marc's, and Jamaal and Nick
seemed so nice, and they are both so incredibly hot looking, I guess I
just let my defenses down. The drinks kind of helped as well. That, plus
the fact that I was so flattered that Jamaal really was coming on to me
and I just didn't expect that. But, he really was, and down deep part of
me has always wanted to get it on with a real stud. And then, there he
was this incredible looking black stud who was really hitting on me, and
I kind of just let nature take its course.

And, you know what the worst part of all this is Lisa? The worst part is
that after throwing my marriage vows to the side, and screwing two
incredibly hot studs all night long, I don't have any regrets. I am
actually glad that I did it with them, especially Nick. He is so hot, I
cannot believe any of this happened. So there it is Lisa, I guess I
really am a slut, but I don't have any regrets about it. I actually
enjoyed every minute of it with them. I've never had such good sex. In
fact, I didn't know sex could be that good. So, now I'm calling you to
say I'm sorry I abandoned you last night. I guess Marc ended up giving
you a ride home?"

This was Lisa's first opening to speak, and fear gripped her stomach as
she realized that Kristen knew that Marc gave her a ride home, and
Kristen also knew Marc never returned to his place last night. So, Lisa
immediately covered with a story.

"Don't worry about it Kristen. And of course I don't think that you're a
slut. You had to do what you had to do, so don't let it bother you. And
don't worry about the ride. Marc was going to some girlfriend's place
anyway, so he offered to drop me on the way. He's such a nice guy." Lisa
wondered if Kristen believed her, but she didn't care. It was a pretty
good like, very believable, she thought.

"And Kristen, whatever you do is your business, not anyone else's. So
don't expect me to judge you and to think any less of you. Okay? And,
I'm glad that you had a chance to have one of your deepest desires
realized. Both Nick and Jamaal are nice guys, and believe me, I was
really tempted myself. Really."

"But, you see Lisa, you already are married to a Nick of your own. You
don't have to wonder what sex is like with a stud. Matt is every bit as
hot at Jamaal or Nick. And don't think we don't all envy you either.
But, I think that now that I have had my taste of the wild side, I'll be
good from now on. I have my memories. So what are you up to today, I
think I am going to shower and spend a quiet night at home. I can't
party like I used to without paying for it."

"I am probably going to stop at my parents' place later and then just
come back and go to bed early. Nothing special but work all week, and
Matt is home Friday night. So, I will go in to the airport to get him.

With that, the two friends finished off their conversation, and Lisa
packed her final things in her bag, and zipped it closed. She felt so
strange as she lifted her suitcase off of the bed, knowing that she was
going to spend a week with the new black man in her life. And, she found
herself excited at the thought of sucking him and of getting fucked by
him, and of spending the night naked with him in bed, and waking with
his beautiful black body next to her for the next few mornings.

Arriving at Marc's at around five thirty, Lisa let herself into his
townhouse. It was clear that he was not there yet, so she went directly
to his room with her things and looked at his neatly made bed. On it was
a note to her: "Lisa, hang your things on the right side of the closet,
make yourself comfortable. I should be home around six or so. Marc"

She felt strange reading the note and seeing that another man was
talking to her about getting 'home'. She did as the note directed and
then Lisa turned down the bed and took off all of her clothes, placing
them on a chair. She moved over to a full length mirror that Marc had
next to his armoire. She looked at her naked reflection, and she felt
good about what she saw. She was pleased that Marc was so attracted to
her, and the dark black and blue hickey at the base of her neck near her
collarbone confirmed his attraction during their lovemaking. Lisa's
stomach felt a touch of anxiety as she wondered if the dark mark would
be completely gone by the time Matt got back. Finally, she looked
carefully at her now shaved pussy, and she felt a wave of desire for
Marc wash over her as she realized that she had done this for him, and
she could almost feel his beautiful black shaft rubbing against her now
shaved skin, and then entering her love canal.

She lay naked on the bed, fingering herself and thinking about Marc, and
how much her life had changed in only a few days. As she did this, the
she heard the door to the townhouse. "Hello, babe. You there?"

"In here Marc. Exactly as ordered. I wouldn't dare do anything
differently!" She joked, as she replied to him.

"Good girl! I'll be in there in a minute. I've got a little surprise for
you."

"Okay, I can't wait!" And, she wondered what he was talking about.

A few minutes later, Marc came through the doorway into the bedroom,
completely naked. He smiled as he spied the beautiful and naked body of
his lover on his bed. And the shaved pussy was perfect. For her part,
Lisa felt her heart race and her abdomen tingle with lust for this
beautiful man as he approached her. He was carrying a round tray with
two glasses of champagne on it. This he set down on the night stand,
next to the bed. Lisa noticed a small shiny black box sitting between
the two glasses of champagne. Marc handed Lisa her a glass and took one
himself. "To us babe. The last two nights have been perfect for me. And,
I want many more just like them. Lisa couldn't help but wonder what was
in the box, and her stomach churned with anxiety, hoping that Marc was
not going to give her anything that would somehow be a problem for Matt.

Aside from looking at the box, Lisa's eyes also took in Marc's really
magnificent body, now noting his incredibly hard and perfectly defined
abs, his really thick and bulging biceps and of course, his magnificent
black baby maker. Her heart fluttered with desire for the stud in front
of her.

"Babe, I just got this little token of my affection for you, and I want
you to wear it so you'll always have a reminder of me on you, even when
we are not together." With that, Marc handed her the shiny black box.
She took it and slipping the cover off of it, and saw a beautiful gold
bracelet with a gold letter M attached to it. She looked up at her
lover, knowing that this represented something that would be very
difficult for her to explain to Matt.

"Marc, I can't wear this. What will Matt think if I wear a gold bracelet
that he didn't give to me?" Lisa felt deep anxiety in the pit of her
stomach. What would her husband think? She couldn't do this.

"Lisa, hold on for a minute. First of all, it's not a bracelet. It's an
anklet. You wear it on your right ankle, and it's a symbol that you're
taken by the guy whose name or initial is on it. In this case, that guy
is me, but since my first name and Matt's first name both begin with the
same letter, you can tell him that you got it with his initial on it,
but you and I will both know the truth, while Matt is cool with it."
Marc smiled his handsome smile while he looked at Lisa and then he took
the anklet out of the box and opened the clasp and without asking her,
clipped it around her right ankle.

"I mean babe, if you had some other letter on it, then I could
understand why Matt would not buy the story. But, we're home free with
the letter M."

All the while, Marc knew that Matt would immediately suspect and in
fact, know where the anklet came from, and he would not dare do a thing
about it, even though it would surely drive him crazy. He would know
that it was Marc's sign to him that Lisa was his now.

Looking at the anklet her lover had placed on her, Lisa was torn. How
would she explain such a random purchase? She was not sure. But she also
knew that Marc would insist on her wearing it, and she knew that she had
no choice. "I'm not really comfortable with this Marc. Matt will
definitely be surprised and possibly suspicious. I'm not sure I should
wear this unless we are together. Is that okay with you, hon?"

"No, it's not okay with me at all. It's a sign that I have taken you,
Lisa. And, taken you I have. You told me last night, you wanted me. You
said that Lisa. And I made it clear that it would not be a one night
deal. And you agreed. Now Lisa, the first thing you need to get used to
is that along with my black body and my black cock which you clearly
want, there are some other things that come with the package. And the
first is obedience. Is that clear? You will obey me, period.

I don't really care what you tell Matt, but just remember this. You are
not to take this anklet off, ever. If I find out that you have, you
definitely will not like what happens then. The only reason you got that
anklet is because you did not screw Nick of Jamaal last night, but saved
yourself for me. I had that goal for you, and your reached it, I was
happy to see. I'll fuck you when and where I want. As far as Matt goes,
I am only going to share you with him for as long as it takes for you to
get up the courage to tell him that you are no longer interested in him.
And, I will be the judge of when that time comes. What's more, from time
to time, you and I may do a little more exploring of our own, but I will
decide with whom and when. Do you understand?"

Lisa was totally stunned. She was completely terrified. What had she
done? Had she ruined her marriage? Was Marc serious? She didn't know
what she could do, but she was scared of angering him at this point.
"I'm sorry Marc. I didn't mean to upset you. I will talk to Matt about
this. But, Marc this is all happening too fast for me. Maybe I should
not have done any of this, my head is spinning, and I know it's all my
fault. I can't leave Matt, I can't do that. He's my husband. Is that
what you want me to do? You want for me to leave him and live with you?

"Now you're getting the picture Lisa. And believe me, I know. It will be
a shock to your system, telling Matt, your family, friends. But, Lisa
believe me, in the end you won't regret it. The next five nights will
convince you of that. On Thursday night, I bet you won't even want to go
back to Matt." Marc said this with a broad smile. Then he knelt next to
the bed and using his free hand he moved his forefinger and middle
finger into Lisa's pussy and massaged, sending a thrill through her
body, and causing her to leave her fearful thoughts for a moment and
look again at the ripped black stud at the side of the bed.

"Marc, I shouldn't have done this. I can't do this. I have to leave. I
have ruined everything. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. Now,
Marc's face became stern and he rose from the bed and walked out of the
room.

Lisa got up and went to the chair and started to dress. But before she
got very far, Marc place his laptop on the bed and played the video for
Lisa to see. There in brilliant color and very clear sound were the
images of Lisa as she begged for Marc to fuck her, took his cock in her
mouth and lovingly sucked and massaged it, kissed him passionately as
her hands explored his taut black body. "Take a good look, Lisa. If you
have to leave, so be it. But these pictures, this video show a Lisa who
really is sure of what she wants, my black cock.

Now Lisa, I would recommend that you take off that dress, and you lay
your pretty white cunt down on my bed and get ready for what we both
know we want." Marc smiled at Lisa as he saw the look on her face.
Without a word, she did as he told her. Marc straddled his newly taken
white wife, and said: "Suck it. You know you really want it."

Lisa, almost as if in a trance, used both hands to take Marc's massive
black shaft which was not fully erect and she stroked and sucked it
simultaneously, feeling it respond immediately to her ministrations. As
terrified as she was of what was happening, Lisa felt her vagina coming
alive with want and desire.

As if he knew what was happening, Marc reached his fingers back to his
lover's cunt and fingered her. "I told you so Lisa. Here's the proof.
You want me, I can feel it in your white cunt. Well babe, you're gonna
get your wish!"

Pulling back his cock so it made a popping sound as it came out of her
mouth, Marc moved his body into position with his pulsing black shaft
poised at Lisa's pussy. "Place it there, Lisa. Now, rub it back on forth
on those pretty pink lips." He felt her breathing increase, her chest
was heaving up and down. She was rubbing his throbbing black baby maker
at her pussy's door. With her free hand, she reached up and grasped his
ass and tried to pull his abdomen down and toward her, so that his cock
would move into her love slit. "No no, no babe. Not yet! You've gotta
get yourself ready for the main course." He said as he pulled his body
up slightly and away, just allowing the thick black mushroom to slide
back and forth at her cunt.

Thwarted in that effort, Lisa used her free hand to rub up and down
Marc's smooth, muscled back. Finally, she clasped the back of his head
and pulled his face into her mouth and she kissed his lips passionately,
moaning even more deeply as the intensity of her pleasure grew. She
could feel her body reaching, racing toward an amazing climax with this
black man, and she knew she had to be satisfied.

He could feel her body starting to approach climax. And then he said:
"Okay, bitch. I'll give you one last chance, after this all bets are
off. I can feel that you're ready for me yet again. Kind of surprising
based on what you just said a few minutes ago. But, you can back out
right now. I won't fuck you, won't ever show any more interest in you.
And, I won't even show those pics of us to anyone. Just push my black
cock away from your white cunt right now, and I'll back off. And that
will be it between us. But, babe, if you want this black meat in you,
position it at your door, place your lily white hands on my black ass,
and pull the black baby maker home to mommy.

Lisa had herself in such a state that she was almost at climax. At first
she had started rubbing herself mechanically as she had been told. But
once she got the feel of her lover's cock again, she was strangely
peaceful, mellow, accepting of the magnificent pleasure she knew it
would provide her with yet again. She had not expected the offer from
Marc at the moment she was about to climax. The climax was going to be
overwhelming, perhaps partly because Marc had made himself so dominant
over her. And, in part it was also from the sheer pleasure she derived
from his magnificent body. Looking straight into his eyes, Lisa place
both of her hands on his ass cheeks, and she did not hesitate. She
pulled her black lover's dark shaft deep into her vagina. She closed her
eyes and held Marc tightly as his cock pounded into cunt almost
violently. Her entire body shook with pleasure. She climaxed well before
Marc did, and his staying power yielded several more orgasms for Lisa
before he allowed himself to cum in his white beauty.

Marc lay upon his white conquest, sweating, and basking in the glow of
their incredible lovemaking. "Babe, I meant what I said. When Thursday
night comes, you won't want to go back to Matty.

Lisa kept her eyes closes relishing the feel of her lover's still
throbbing shaft as it filled her white pussy. "Marc, you'll let me go
slow with this, won't you?"

"Babe, believe me, you will tell me that you want to be with me, before
I tell you it's time. Trust me."

Marc fucked Lisa more than a dozen times in the next six hours. Her
pussy was hot, and sore, but she still could not have enough of him.
Only six hours later, she was happy she had decided to stay. She fell
asleep with her right leg draped across Marc's legs. Her gold anklet
shown clearly in the dim light of the bedroom.


Chapter 7

Matt was sick to his stomach when he got off the phone with Lisa Sunday
morning. It was clear to him that she was with someone during the phone
call. She was definitely not listening to what he had to say; she was
clearly occupied with something else. And, Matt was ninety-nine percent
positive that that something else was sex. Matt knew the sounds Lisa
made when she was getting fucked. He knew the sounds of her satisfied
moans as he fucked her, and he knew exactly what the deep breathing and
whimpering coming from her mouth meant. And so, Matt knew for sure that
while Lisa was talking with him on the phone, she was probably also
getting fucked, and it didn't sound like a rape. In fact, it was very
obvious that his wife was savoring every moment, was enjoying every
movement.

It could only have been one person, Marc. And, in his mind, Matt could
see Marc making Lisa take the call while he had his black cock planted
deep inside her. He imagined Marc smiling, probably knowing that Matt
would figure out what was going on, and who was responsible. And he
imagined his beautiful wife and Marc naked together, and Lisa being used
by that black asshole. And he hated Marc all the more for it. At the
same time, he hated himself for being so careless, letting down his
guard at the airport, letting Kate grab his ass, and then letting the
kiss between them take place. He had been stupid, and got caught. And he
hated himself for being stupid. But now, Marc had him tightly by the
balls. If he didn't do what Marc asked, everything would be lost. He
would lose Lisa, Kate, probably his job, his family would hate him,
Lisa's husband would come after him, and he would have to move out,
since Lisa's family's money had bought their house. Yes, Marc had him
good, and the black bastard knew it.

Ever since that call on Sunday morning, Matt had been thinking about how
much he really loved Lisa and how awful losing her would be. Kate was
nothing but good sex for Matt, but he didn't love her, and he knew that
she only used him for sex as well. And as he thought of how awful losing
Lisa would be, he knew that he had only himself to blame for all of it.
He hated himself for screwing up his marriage, knowing that Lisa was
really the only real love he had ever had. And he was terrified at the
thought of losing her. For now, he resolved that he would do what he had
to do to keep Marc quiet, at least until he had time to think about how
to deal with this. But since that call on Sunday morning, Matt had spent
the next twenty four hours with his heart aching, his head splitting,
and his anger at Marc boiling.

Thoughts of Lisa and Marc fucking together consumed Matt. His mind
conjured up vivid images of the two of them naked, exploring one
another, of Lisa servicing his black cock, submitting herself to him,
letting him use her body as he wished. And Matt was tortured by the
thought that maybe Lisa felt more satisfied by her new black lover than
she had felt with him, her husband of five years. Matt felt sick as he
remembered that he had been the one who had taken Lisa's cherry eight
years ago. And he knew that she had never had sex with anyone but him,
until now. And now, he was sure Marc was using Lisa's body for his own
sexual satisfaction, not really loving her, but loving the fact that he
could fuck Matt's wife and be in his face about it. Kate had noticed
that Matt was distracted, and asked him what was wrong. But she got
nothing from him. He had not spent the night with her on Sunday, and she
was pissed, but also wondered what was going on with him. On Monday, he
continued to seem really upset about something, but try as she might,
she could not get him to talk. In her mind, she knew that it had to have
something to do with Lisa, but she was not sure what.

When Matt's cell phone rang, he didn't realize that it was Marc's
number. "Hey Matty boy. How's things in London? How's Katie doing? Don't
stretch her all out on me, I want her to be nice and tight. Oops! I just
remembered that I heard that your dick is actually pretty average, so I
guess I don't have to worry about you stretching anyone out. And, don't
ask me where I heard that, cuz I just can't seem to recall." Marc was
smiling as he punished his lover's husband who had been so rude to him
only days earlier.

"You're fucking her aren't you? You're fucking my wife, you bastard. I
know you were with her when I talked to her on Sunday morning, and you
made her take the call because you got off on fucking her while she
talked to me. What's wrong with you? Do you get off better when you
humiliate a guy that way? We both know you've got me by the balls, but
why humiliate me? Why take my wife and rub my face in it? Just for the
record, Marc, I love Lisa, and I don't want to lose her. And, I'll do
whatever I have to in order to keep her. So don't think she's gonna be
part of your little collection of white guys' wives who you fuck over
just cuz you hate whites.

"Well, well, well Matty! You sound really pissed! First off, I need to
tell you one thing. I have never fucked your wife. Never! Okay? But,
since you seem to have figured out the fact that Lisa's tastes have
changed, and she now finds that black guys aren't so bad after all, I'll
just say that Lisa and I have made love, not fucked. In fact, we've made
love repeatedly over the last few days. At first, she felt pretty guilty
and wanted to stop. But then, I guess she just couldn't help herself and
now it seems like she's after my black baby maker whenever she can get
it. So, I guess you could say we've made love pretty much constantly,
except for when she's at work, or when I'm at work. She's kind of moved
in for the week while you're away.

And Matt, I've got to tell you, I've had sex with a lot of women, and
I'm not bragging about that, but honestly your wife's body is just
incredible, the best. And, her pussy is so freakin tight! Dude, I cannot
imagine that Kate is better than Lisa. But Matt, don't worry a bit. I
haven't said a word about Kate to her. So Lisa actually feels guilty
about the fact that she's being unfaithful to you because she thinks
you're totally faithful to her. Sounds pretty twisted, doesn't it?
Anyway, this is the deal, once I connect with Kate, I'll put Lisa off. I
mean, she'll probably still want my black cock, but if I like Kate, I'll
cut you some slack and let you try to win your wife's body back. But,
something tells me that Lisa may not really have as much interest in
your needle dick any more, now that she's had the real deal, if you get
my meaning. "

"I can't believe you're fucking telling me that you're screwing my wife,
that she's moved in with you for the week." Matt's head was ready to
explode. His stomach was wrenched and twisted, and he felt a huge lump
in his throat. "You bastard! I can't fucking believe this. I love her!
You're just using her and rubbing it in my face. You can have Kate, but
I want you to leave Lisa alone. I don't want you touching my wife. Do
you hear me?"


"Matty, calm yourself before you piss me off again, and you totally
screw yourself. This is the deal. You get Lisa when you get back. Until
then, she's a big girl who knows what she wants. If she wants my black
cock in her tight white cunt, who am I to deny her? You'd be surprised
by how much she seems to want it. It's like the girl is a nympho. By the
way, just so you know, I took her ass cherry. She told me you never did
it. I can't believe you never fucked her ass dude. What's wrong with you
white boys? It hurt her at first, but now she loves it! So fucking tight
Matt! Have you fucked Kate up the ass?"

Matt's head was splitting with rage. His breathing was heavy, his heart
was pounding and he could feel the anger and hatred for Marc actually
pulsing in his body. The fact that this bastard talked so matter of
factly about fucking his wife and taking her ass was killing him.

"What do you fucking want from me Marc? Why did you call me? When I get
back there, you'll never see or touch Lisa again. But what do you want
from me now? I can't listen to anymore of this shit from you."

"Okay Matt. This is the thing, I have this friend who lives here in my
complex, and he's done some favors for me around my townhouse. He won't
take any money, just a nice guy and he says I don't owe him anything.
Anyway, what I want to do is show him my appreciation. And, that's where
you can help me. I won't say anything to Lisa or to Kate's hubby, and I
won't send your pics to your accounting office if you help me out here.
And, I also won't ask you for anything else at all. You've got my word
on it.

"Go on. Just tell me what you want me to do." Matt said, and was
thinking about all of the damage Marc could do, after hearing him refer
to Kate's husband, the office, not to mention Lisa.

"Well, what I want you to do is to join me for drinks with Lisa on
Saturday night. My friend James will be there. He's black too, by the
way. We'll probably move with our drinks into the spa, and we'll all be
naked." At that point, Matt started to say something, but Marc cut him
off. "Now, before you even think of going ballistic on me, just remember
you've already tested my patience once. Fuck with me again and I tell
Lisa everything today, and your life will be totally fucked in two days
when you return. So I am warning you to shut your pathetic mouth and
listen without saying a word.

We'll all get naked and jump into the hot tub. I will sit next to Lisa,
and you will sit next to James. Trust me, he will like that. He's not
going to be interested in Lisa. You're the one who will get his
attention. He especially likes good looking white studs like yourself
who have kept themselves in good shape. Don't worry about your tiny
white dick. He'll overlook that since you've kept yourself pretty well
buffed out. While you're sitting next to him, I want you to reach over
and grasp his cock and give it a good stroking. Trust me, it will be
hard, or it will harden right in your hand. I've seen his cock before
when he's been over here and been in the spa. It's huge, gotta be a full
foot when hard, and it's very thick and very black. No one will be able
to see what you're doing, since the jets will keep the water bubbling
pretty well. If he likes you, he'll suggest that you accompany him over
to his place to check out his new home gym. You'll say 'sure", and go
with him. All you need to do is to keep James happy for a couple of hours.

Just so we're clear, he's a pretty big guy all around as you'll see.
He's about 6'4", really ripped, huge package, a woman's dream who
happens to have a thing for men, especially white men, as I mentioned.
You're going to be his toy for a couple of hours, that's all. As his
toy, you will let him play with you in any way he wants, and you will
act like you like it. Who knows, Matty, maybe you will end up liking
getting a huge black dick up your ass.

While you're over there, Lisa and I will have our last couple of hours
of personal time together. Just so you know, I will be making love to
her for the last time. I won't bother her again. She'll be all yours
once again. But trust me Matty, you'll have to work hard to keep her in
line. Something tells me that if she doesn't have my black cock to play
with, she'll find a replacement. And with looks like hers, there will be
plenty of black studs lining up to help satisfy her needs. I'm afraid
I've turned little Lisa into a real slut Matt. She doesn't know it yet,
but you just watch.

Any questions, Matt?"

"You're serious, aren't you? You actually want me to be a sex toy for
your gay black friend? Tell me you're just fucking with me Marc. Please
don't do this to me, dude. Please. I can't do this. Please, I'll do
anything but I can't let a guy fuck me. I'm not a fag. I can't do stuff
with a guy. Please, Marc."

"Matt, let me know now. Is this a go, or do I get to work letting
everyone know about you and Kate?"

Matt's head was spinning. This bastard was fucking his wife and now, to
add to that humiliation, he was blackmailing him into letting some gay
black dude play with his body for a couple of hours. His stomach was
churning, and he felt nauseous. But he knew he had no choice. He
whimpered, "Yeah, it's a go."

"I thought it would be. See you in a couple of days, stud. Oh, by the
way, if James decides to have some friends over while you're there, you
should know that James learned when he was growing up that's it's polite
to share your toys with your friends." Matt could hear Marc laughing as
he hung up.

For his part, Matt felt the humiliation creeping up his neck in hot
waves. The thought of being used by a huge black man, of being his white
sex toy to humiliate and degrade was almost too much for him. But, he
reasoned in his mind that if it meant that he could have a shot at
making things alright with Lisa, then it was worth it.

Lisa had shared Marc's bed with him, and everything else for three
nights. She had spent some time each afternoon at her own place, and no
one seemed to have any idea at all that she was not at home during the
evenings. At first, she had felt tremendous guilt and fear over the
whole thing, being unfaithful, sneaking around with Marc to restaurants
and out to a movie. But now, after three days, Lisa also knew that sex
with Marc was so totally satisfying, that she felt it was worth the risk.

He made love to her in a way that Matt never had. He brought her from
one orgasm to another. And this he usually did first with his
wonderfully skilled tongue and then he chased it with his massive black
shaft. She especially liked it when he was on top of her and used his
elbows to prop his upper body up at an angle from hers as he deep fucked
her and stared into her eyes without saying a word.

His huge cock filled and stretched her, and she loved taking in his
ripped black body as he slowly pivoted into and out of her vagina with
his thickly veined baby maker. Lisa knew that most of the women at the
health club would give anything at all to be in her place. They all
talked about Marc, and how hot it would be to spend a night in bed with
him. And she knew first hand that everything they imagined about Marc
was true. Sex with him was absolutely all that the women imagined it
would be.

As she drove from from her and Matt's place yet again to her black
lover's on that Wednesday afternoon, Lisa found herself getting wet as
she daydreamed about her lover. Other than the one threat of exposing
their love making to Matt and her family using their secretly filmed
first love making session, Marc had been perfectly calm and kind and
understanding of Lisa. He had given her the chance to leave, and he said
he would not expose her, but she was so ramped up with desire, she opted
to stay. But in the back of her mind was the fear that he could always
use the video of them.

Still, Lisa knew that in only a few short days she was in many ways a
new woman. She now knew absolutely that she looked forward to having
Marc satisfy her every evening for hours. She loved his looks, his body,
his face, the feel of his muscled frame on top of her. She especially
loved servicing his throbbing black cock. She loved the look of it when
it glistened with her saliva on it. She loved the very thick and round
mushroom head, and the feel of that head as it parted the lips of her
vagina. Feeling his thick and stiff shaft ever so slowly move deep into
her was just thrilling for her. And, Lisa knew that without Marc, love
making would be very dull and routine for her.


She arrived at Marc's just as he was on his way out the door. "Where are
you headed honey?" Lisa asked Marc, as she nearly walked into him.

"He smiled, put his arms around her allowing anyone in the complex
within view to see the ripped black stud embracing the beautiful sandy
haired white woman. He kissed her deeply and passionately, holding the
kiss for nearly a minute. "Babe, I am just going over to James' for a
couple of minutes. I have figured out a way to pay him back for all the
stuff he's done for me. I'll be back in about ten minutes."

"Okay hon, I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom." Lisa smiled her
beautiful smile at her lover and winked at him.

"Actually, why don't you stay dressed and we can grab a drink and a
sandwich somewhere. Babe, once I get naked with you tonight, I don't
want to have to interrupt things with having to eat." He smiled his
handsome smile at Lisa, and kissed her softly on her cheek. She felt her
loins awash with desire for him.

"Okay, I'll be waiting." Lisa went inside and put her things on a side
table by the door. It was almost like a second home for her, Marc's
place. She stared into his bedroom, and noted the king size bed and
thought of all of the love making that she had enjoyed in there with her
handsome black lover. How her life had changed. While she still loved
Matt, she knew that she loved sex with Marc as much.

In the background, Lisa could hear talking, some type of noise. It was
coming from the office area next to the guest bedroom. Lisa walked in
that direction and knew that what she was hearing was coming from the
computer speakers. It almost sounded like a sex movie of some sort,
sounded like a woman about to orgasm. Lisa wondered what Marc would be
watching something like that for on the computer. As she entered the
room, indeed the computer screen was filled with the video of a
beautiful woman, a beautiful white woman who was being fucked wildly by
an incredibly ripped young black man. The images were clear and the
fucking certainly seemed real, not like staged porn.

Lisa took a seat in front of the computer screen, and looked carefully
at the images of the stunningly beautiful interracial couple fucking.
The young woman's body was beautiful, creamy white, beautifully shaped,
and proportioned. The young black man possessed a remarkably toned and
defined body and the tool he was packing was huge, thick and long.
Neither of their faces was in view, but the camera was slowly scanning
up the body of the ripped young man, about to reveal his face.

Lisa's mouth dropped when she realized that it was indeed Jamaal. Here
was an incredibly hot video of Jamaal in action with some really
beautiful white woman. Lisa noted how hot Jamaal's body looked as he
fucked this woman. The noises coming from the woman certainly indicated
that she was loving it. The camera captured Jamaal's tightly defined
body pumping back and forth, plunging his massive tool into his white
lover.

Now as the camera scanned up the woman's body, her beautifully full
breasts came more clearly into view. Her soft blond hair, and to Lisa's
horror, her face. It was Kristen on this video, being fucked by Jamaal.
She was moaning like crazy, now begging him to fuck her harder. She
screamed out and her body twitched as it reached orgasm. Jamaal's black
hands softly squeezed his white lover's breasts as she orgasmed and he
shot his baby seed into her at the same time. The picture faded back
some and a website name appeared across the pictures. Clearly, Kristen
and Jamaal's pictures were part of a pornographic website. Lisa's head
spun in horror. She blinked her eyes in disbelief. The video moved into
a group of stills, and there amongst the stills were pictures of Kristen
kissing Jamaal, sucking his cock, on all fours getting fucked, and lying
naked with her black lover. There were more, but Lisa looked away in
horror. She knew instantly what was going on. Just as Marc had taped her
sex with him secretly, so too had he done it to Kristen and Jamaal.

What's more, he apparently had his own pay porn site, and whether
Kristen knew it or not, her pictures were up for sale for anyone
interested in paying.

Lisa clicked on several of the stills, and she looked at her friend's
body as it was in various states of servicing the young black stud, Jamaal.

"Like them?" Marc's voice from behind Lisa startled her. I posted them
this morning. Your friend Kristen has been quite the star all day long.
Her pics are bringing in a mini bonanza for me. I hope her husband
doesn't look at these sites, cuz if he does she's really fucked. But,
you've got to admit Lisa, it's better than porn, because Kristen and
Jamaal are really doing it and enjoying it. So, it doesn't have the
artificial quality of porn."

Lisa was now angry. She didn't think Kristen had a clue. "Does she know
about this site Marc?" She asked directly and angrily. "I can't believe
she does. And are the pictures of you and me on here somewhere?"

"Whoa, Lisa. Trust me, our pictures are not on here. At least, our faces
are not. I did throw on a few pics of us doing stuff, but I promise you
that I made sure neither of our faces is showing. And babe, we look
pretty fuckin hot!"

Lisa was now really angry. "Marc, I had no idea. What if someone
recognizes me? What if they show other people? What happens then?"

"Lisa, how is anyone going to know either of us without a face? Be
serious! You would probably not recognize us if you saw our pics. So
relax. What's more, hot interracial pics are very hot money makers. So,
it's a win win situation. I was going to tell you babe, but not just yet."

"And when were you going to tell Kristen? Her face is showing."

"Let's get something straight here Lisa. Don't ever take that tone with
me, okay? I did not harm you in any way. And as far as your friend
Kristen goes, she's pure and simply a cheap white slut for black cock,
period. End of story. She has fucked about twenty black guys that Jamaal
has introduced her to in the last four days. She can't have enough of
them. She's called in to work sick so she can get fucked. I don't know
what happened to her, but she deserves anything she gets.

She's a complete whore, okay? You wouldn't fuck Jamaal or Nick the other
night. She fucked them both, and then has spent the last three days
fucking every black guy she's come near. As far as our pictures go,
they're safe. No face pics, and I have saved the videos for you to watch
sometime. Maybe Matty would like to see them with you, take a few
pointers on how to really satisfy his beautiful wife."

"Not funny. I'm pissed, Marc. Have you filmed us all week?"

"Babe, the cameras are always on, but I haven't had time to look at
anything. Do you want to watch us?"

Lisa was near tears, her head was pounding, her stomach was in knots.
Finally, she broke down in sobs, wondering what she had done to her
life, and where would it lead. Marc moved to her and embraced her.
"Babe, it's really alright. I told you there'd be a lot of changes. You
just need to trust me. Your face is going no where. You are completely
safe. Kristen, wouldn't care even if I told her, cuz she will never give
up the sex she's getting now. Please, babe. I didn't mean to upset you.

He used his finger to raise her chin to his face, and he kissed her hard
on the lips. At first she did not respond, but it took only about twenty
seconds of his tongue and lips to weaken her, and she was responding to
her lover yet again.

"Babe, I will show you the pictures later, you will see. It's just two
faceless interracial lovers doing their thing. That's all. I promise.
And believe me, it more than pays the bills. So, no harm done. Really. I
love you, babe. I would not hurt you. Trust me."

Lisa looked into Marc's eyes, wishing that she could fully trust him.
But she was not sure. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing that Matt would
never do something like this to her. And now she felt both guilt and
fear that what she had started with Marc was bound to end in disaster.
She felt herself longing for Friday, when Matt would be home. Maybe this
would all go away then. Maybe Marc would leave her alone. But, then Lisa
wondered if she could really just walk away from the incredible sex with
this ripped black man. She wasn't sure.


Chapter 8

Marc scrolled through the pictures on his website showing the stills of
Lisa and him in various stages of lovemaking to Lisa who was standing
behind him. He had been telling the truth, at least in what he showed to
her. The pictures were actually very hot, showing their contrasting
skins and their nicely toned bodies, some were shots of Lisa's torso,
riding Marc's hugely thick black shaft. Seeing a picture of Marc's very
black, saliva covered, and very erect cock as it was partially inserted
between her pink lips and into her vagina, was at once very erotic and
sexually stimulating for Lisa. She felt her vagina tingle as she
realized that it was a real picture of her and Marc making love.

And, making love with him felt so good. After he showed her a couple of
dozen shots of the two of them, Marc then moved on to videos of Kristen.
It was absolutely clear from the movies, that Kristen was completely
loving having sex with a variety of young men, mostly black with some
white guys as well. It was like she had turned into a nymphomaniac.

"Babe, I know I did not tell you about this, but believe me, it makes
excellent cash for me, and the people doing it make a nice piece of
change as well. Kristen will as well. And, it's pretty clear she's
loving it."

"I'm sorry, Marc. I didn't mean to have a melt down; I guess I was just
surprised and afraid. If anyone ever saw those pictures and knew it was
me, I would totally freak out. But, you're right, no one can tell
anything from what you showed me. I'll be okay. This is all just so new
to me, and I still feel a lot of guilt about Matt you know. I mean, he
is my husband, and I know that I have loved my time with you, but I'm
still feeling wicked guilt. I never thought I would be unfaithful to him
like this."

"Babe, I understand. But, you're staying with me because for the first
time in your life, you're exploring stuff you never dared to try before,
and you're liking it a lot. I can tell." He smiled his handsome smile at
his white lover, and her face showed him that she was melting again with
desire for him.

"Lisa, for me the last few nights have been perfect. I have loved being
with you and making love and feeling your beautiful body against mine,
and I can't stand the thought of it ending in two days when Matt gets
back. And, I bet that you will be thinking about me every time you have
sex with him. You watch, you will be wanting my black cock deep inside
that pussy of yours, and not his little white dick."

"Marc! Would you stop saying that. He's not little. He's just not as big
as you, okay? It's not his fault. But the other thing is, he hasn't had
the experience you have had, and it's more about how you use that magic
black wand inside of me than it is about the size of it. So there!
You're just more talented than Matt is. To be honest, it's the way you
make love to me that has me addicted to you mister. And, I guess it's
also your ripped black body, your handsome face, and your cute smile too!

Lisa leaned into Marc as he sat at the computer, and she kissed his
thick neck, and she ran her hands across his shoulders and down his
muscular black biceps. She felt her abdomen tingle with desire for him.

Marc got up from his seat and embraced and held Lisa tightly, kissing
the top of her head, then down her neck. This caused her to shiver with
desire for Marc, and she knew that it would be very difficult breaking
away from him. She loved the feel of his magnificent body, and the feel
of his total attentiveness to her. He knew just how to arouse her to
heights Matt had never been to with her.

"Let's go into the bedroom, hon. I want you in me. You've got me all
excited again, and you did this on purpose didn't you?" Lisa flashed her
beautiful smile at him, and Marc was thrilled yet again that he had
stolen this incredibly beautiful woman from her perfect white husband.

"No you don't! We're going out for a couple of drinks and just a light
meal..I'm going to need my strength tonight." He smiled and hugged her,
noting her disappointment on her face. "Babe, this is not all about sex
you know." He said, kidding her with a serious face. "Besides, before
Matty takes you from me, I want you to get an idea of what else is out
there sexually, and how much you're really been missing by being tied
down to Matt."

Lisa's eyes showed her concern. She was not sure what Marc meant, but
wasn't sure she wanted to find out 'what else is out there.'

"Babe, relax. There you go with that look again. I just want you to do a
little sampling from the buffet, okay? I mean, you took a chance, tried
me out, and look what's happened. You've been sleeping with me for four
nights. So, I just want you to get a feel for what you've been missing."
He smiled mischievously.

"I'm perfectly satisfied with you, mister. I don't need to try anything
else." She said a little nervously. But, Lisa knew that Marc would get
his way and she would do whatever it was he wanted her to try. But she
could feel the butterflies in her stomach.

It was over drinks and appetizers that Marc told Lisa that he wanted her
to swing with him and another couple that night at his place. He said
that he knew that at first she might not like the idea, but told her
that he'd be there the whole time, just with the other woman.

And, he assured her that the guy she would swing with would probably be
the hottest guy she had ever seen. He went on to tell her about the
young couple. The woman was twenty and the young man was nineteen, and
they were already at his place, probably making out in the spa. The two
of them worked out at his club and that's how they got together in the
first place.

Marc had suggested the swing to them as a special treat for Lisa, he
told her. He wanted her to realize that there was more to sex than just
Matt or even himself. And, Marc told her that the young stud he had
picked out for her was physically perfect. Jeray was about 6'4", 200
pounds of solid muscle on muscle, an incredibly handsome face, an
absolutely enormous cock, about 14 inches Marc laughed. And, he was a
very black, black man. Every woman in the club wanted him, Marc joked.

Marc told Lisa that he knew that she would love Jeray and he would
absolutely love her. In fact, Marc told her that Jeray had asked about
Lisa after he first saw her at the club. Jeray's lady was a beautiful
white girl who seemed to have an interest in only black men, and Marc
was flattered that she and Jeray had agreed eagerly to swing with Marc
and Lisa.

Lisa's stomach was in a turmoil. She knew exactly who Jeray was. And she
had seen his girlfriend Terri as well. They were a striking couple, and
Lisa had to admit that Jeray was every bit the hunk Marc had described
him to be. Except, he was like a kid to Lisa. Yes, he was an incredibly
good looking kid, but she felt old compared to him.

"Marc, are you sure. I'm not sure he wants an older woman like me." Lisa
was at once excited and nervous.

"Be serious Lisa. Trust me. He wants you, badly. Really. Just give this
a try babe. You will love it, trust me."

Lisa knew there was no point in arguing. But her stomach was in a knot.
And she felt her loins awash with desire for the young stud. She
couldn't believe her reaction. Was she becoming a slut, she wondered.

"I'm not sure about this Marc. I'm feeling kind of slutty. Are you sure
this is okay with you?

"Lisa, welcome to the real world. Couples swing all the time. It's
mutually consensual. You are just becoming a swinger, that's it. Not a
slut, babe. Definitely not a slut.

Marc smiled to himself as he drove the two of them back to his place. He
knew that Lisa would absolutely love getting fucked and used by Jeray.
In truth, Jeray had asked about Lisa, and commented that he would like
to get a piece of her someday. For Marc, Jeray's girlfriend was really
the interest at hand. Marc had wanted to fuck her from the day he saw
her, but Jeray had moved in right away.

Now, Jeray would get his wish, and Marc would get his. What's more, the
icing on the cake would be the pictures of Lisa getting fucked by Jeray,
of her creamy white body intertwined in a passionate embrace with
Jeray's jet black muscled mass.

Marc would crop the pictures so that the faces of the passionate lovers
would not be shown, but he was certain Matt would recognize his wife's
body. He would be sure to include pictures of Lisa's hands grasping
Jeray's massive black manhood. Maybe a close up of her ring finger with
her engagement ring from Matt and Jeray's cock as the backdrop. Marc
smiled broadly as he thought of how that pic would rip Matt apart.

He loved the fact that Matt would be powerless to do or say anything.
Marc would revel in the knowledge that not only had he taken the
innocent Lisa, he had also introduced her to yet another black lover who
surely would at once use her roughly and at the same time satisfy her
much more completely than her pathetic white husband.

Marc knew that if Lisa and Matt ever did get back together, Matt would
always know that his wife had been a whore for black cock, that she had
been taken and used freely by black studs; and he also knew that it
would always eat away at Matt's sexual confidence, wondering if he could
ever satisfy Lisa after her experiences with her black lovers. This was
perfect, Marc thought.

When they entered Marc's place, Lisa was immediately taken back by the
incredible beauty of the two lovers in the hot tub. Terri was absolutely
stunning. Her beautiful blond hair was just at shoulder length, and it
framed an incredibly beautiful face. While the water hid her body, Lisa
knew that that too would be perfect.

What's more, Jeray was even more handsome that she had remembered from
seeing him from across the club. His neck was extremely thick. His
shoulders and biceps were beautifully formed and amazingly muscled. She
knew that the rest of this young stud's body was just like the part
above the water line of the spa, perfect in every way.


But, what truly convinced Lisa was when Jeray stood in the spa and
greeted Marc and her. He smiled an incredible smile as water cascaded
down his amazing body. The definition was remarkable, and when Lisa's
eyes focused on Jeray's fully erect manhood, they nearly popped out of
her head.

Marc smiled as he saw Lisa's eyes widen in amazement. Jeray's coal black
shaft was bigger than any cock Lisa had ever seen or imagined possible.
The tip of it was beautifully rounded and thick. It had to be fully
fourteen to fifteen inches. Lisa knew she could never, ever accommodate
that kind of cock. She wondered how Terri did, if she did.

Lisa felt her heart pounding and her loins tingling in anticipation. She
knew what was expected of her tonight. Tonight, Marc wanted to share her
with Jeray, and her job was to satisfy him in any way he wanted. And,
Lisa was certain, that Jeray would satisfy her in even newer ways than
those Marc had.

Turning to Marc, Lisa's face had a look of fear. "Marc, he's so big. I
can never take him. I mean, having you is one thing, but he's incredibly
big."

Marc smiled, "Did you hear that Jeray? That black club of yours has her
scared Lisa." They all laughed.

Terri was laughing as she said, "That's exactly what I thought, Lisa.
Baby steps, that's all you need to remember. And once he's deep inside
you, you will absolutely love it, believe me." And she reached up and
gave the head of Jeray's massive black cock a squeeze.

"Lisa, why don't you get us drinks, and we can get acquainted for a few
minutes. Are you guys set or do you need refills?" Both Jeray and Terri
said they were good. Lisa, did as she was told, feeling for the first
time, a little like a servant to her master.

When she returned with the drinks, Lisa noted that Marc had already
undressed and was seated next to Terri and had an arm around her back,
and his other hand was clearly under the water and stimulating her
pussy. Before Lisa could put down Marc's drink, she noted that Marc
turned his head into Terri and began to kiss her passionately as he
continued to work on her clit with his fingers. He ignored Lisa when she
put his drink next to him on the spa's edge.

"Whoa, does he move fast." A smiling Jeray commented. "Come on in Lisa.
I was hoping we could get together from the first time I saw you."

Lisa shed her clothes and was pleased to hear Jeray voice his approval.
"Oh Lisa, so nice, so nice! I think we are definitely going to have a
good time tonight girl."

She felt flattered that such a young stud would actually be pleased with
her. She also felt relieved. She wasn't sure he would really like what
he saw, especially with Terri sitting right there. What's more, as Lisa
looked at the remarkable physical specimen in front of her, she felt her
loins gush with desire.

Lisa climbed into the spa and sat directly next to Jeray. Her eyes met
his as he turned his handsome face into hers. "I'm goin real slow with
you Lisa. You tell me if it hurts even a little. I don't want this to be
our only time. I definitely want you coming back for more."

With that said, he moved his charcoal face toward hers and his thick
lips locked onto hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth, dancing with
her tongue. His huge hands were instantly all over her, She felt almost
swallowed up by the massive frame of this huge black man.

She had all she could do to respond adequately to Jeray. He was simply a
massive guy, so much bigger than Marc, and certainly Matt. As her hands
played across his smooth black skin, all she could think of was how
truly massive and muscular he was and how was he ever going to fit that
thing inside of her. It was truly immense. But she wanted him
desperately to do it. He had her completely aroused in what seemed like
seconds. For his part, Jeray had a style of lovemaking that was totally
unique. She felt his body all around hers. She felt as though she was
little more than a rag doll compared to him. . And his kissing was
phenomenal. She could not get enough of it or of him. He had her so
completely aroused from just kissing, that she felt as though she might
orgasm just from the kissing alone.

Her mind was whirling. Up until this very minute, she was convinced that
Marc's lovemaking was fabulous, something beyond compare. And now, as
Jeray's huge, jet black, massively muscled body enveloped her, she was
amazed that he had managed to bring her to newer levels of arousal that
she did not think were possible after Marc.

But here it was. Jeray's lovemaking, his incredible body, his gentle yet
forceful touching, rubbing and massaging, coupled with his absolutely
marvelous kissing was confirming for her that Marc was indeed right,
once she tried sex with yet someone else, she would enjoy it very much.
And here and now was the proof with this ripped and muscled Adonis.

Jeray's fingers had found their way to her drenched pussy. She was
twitching and shaking as he kissed and fondled and stimulated her. This
was like nothing she had ever felt before. She felt her body racing out
of control, and she knew that at any moment she would orgasm right here,
in front of Terri and Marc and Jeray.

As her impending orgasm raced toward her loins, Lisa found her hands
searching desperately down Jeray's body in search of his massive love
rod. She had to feel it, to touch it, to hold it, to squeeze it hard as
she felt her orgasm hit her. He had pulled his mid section away from her
because he wanted her first orgasm to be without the aid of his love wand.

But, Lisa's hands found it and the feel of it, the realization that this
absolutely huge, granite hard, shiny black cock was real and that she
was holding it pushed her over the edge completely. When Lisa came,
Terri and Marc stopped and looked at her and listened to her screams and
shouts of pleasure. She was shaking and twitching in the spa, screaming
and moaning. And still, Jeray's arms encircled her, his hands and
fingers manipulated her pleasure, and his mouth assaulted hers with
passionate kisses. He smiled as he backed off just a bit, allowing Lisa
some room, as her hands now furiously stroked up and down on his
magnificent shaft.

Very gently, Jeray lifted Lisa's body out of the hot tub and carried her
to the guest bedroom. The whole time, her hands held his huge black baby
maker, and her lips were stuck to his as the two new lovers kissed
passionately. Once he had dried Lisa's body off, he lay her beautiful
creamy white body onto the bed and stood at the edge taking in her beauty.

"Lisa, you are so intensely beautiful. I want this to be perfect for you
girl. I am going to go slowly. And you are going to love it."

For her part, Lisa lay back, just now breathing more easily. She looked
up at Jeray's magnificent body and held up her hands toward him. He
first straddled her body, allowing her to mouth and lick and spit saliva
on his black shaft. She stroked it using both hands in long strokes back
and forth. She kept this up for ten minutes, marveling at the immense
size of her lover's penis. Jeray felt his orgams beginning to well up
from his balls. But he was not going to shoot on his lover's face or in
her mouth. This first time, he would fill her cunt with his cum.

Now, using his knees between her separated legs, Jeray lookd down on his
beautiful white lover as he separated her legs even further. He placed
his hands on either side of her torso, near her full and rounded
breasts. And Lisa watched in amazement as the massive black shaft was
positioned at the opening to her vagina.

"Girl, just remember, I am going to go slowly and you are going to let
me know if it hurts, and I will stop. You will take all of me
eventually, and we will both love it.

The thick mushroom popped into Lisa, and she felt a thrill as she
watched the incredible black stud ever so slowly pushing into her,
stretching her. She placed her creamy hands on his smootly muscled ass
and massaged it.

"Jeray, I can feel you stretching me, but it doesn't hurt. In face, you
feel so good, perfect. Lisa said, smiling up at her young lover.

"I know you're going to like this, I'm already liking it." He smiled his
ridiculously handsome smile down at her and Lisa pulled hard on his ass,
trying to pull his fully engorged member into her. She breathed in
steeply as his cock plunged six inches deeper into her, but she savored
the feeling and told Jeray through teary eyes, "You feel so, so good
Jeray. Like nothing I have ever, ever felt before."

Now about nine inches of his love wand were buried inside his new lover.
He was pressing hard at her cervix, but Marc had done the same and
actually pushed into it fairly easily now.

"The cervix will hurt girl. But you will adjust. He pushed forward and
more deeply into her and her eyes continued tearing, but she was loving
his feel. It was like a hot poker inside her, and it felt so good there.

"Jeray, pump in and out of me a little, spread the lube around. You feel
so good in there.

He followed her request and at first it actually burned and hurt, but
Lisa said nothing. Instead, she moaned loudly with pleasure, and she
perceived Jeray moving in more deeply with every inward and outward plunge.

Finally, after ten minutes of careful inserting, he was there. Jeray
held his rigid black member deep in Lisa's womb for another twenty
minutes and did not move it at all. Instead, he kissed her, licked her
breasts, gently sucked her nipples, and he let her love canal learn his
size before he taught her how good it would feel when he fucked her
beautiful white body.

For her part, Lisa felt as though she might as well have a baseball bat
rammed up her pussy. He was thick and huge. That was it. And, he felt
absolutely magnificent.

Lisa was now moaning loudly with the pleasure of feeling Jeray's huge
black cock in her, his kissing, his touching. Her orgasm was building,
and she began to swivel her hips, to motion her pelvis up and down to
feel his manhood move in her. And it felt so good.

"Okay girl. Here we go. Jeray slid out of his lover very slowly, letting
her love juices lubricate his incredibly hard shaft. Fucking this white
woman was so pleasurable for him, feeling her soft whit body, seeing her
beauty, feeling her responsiveness to him was so exciting. She was
really much more responsive than Terri, and he loved her feel.

Finally, Jeray had pulled his massive onyx shaft all the way out of
Lisa's stretched cunt. Now he was going to venture in again, but this
time, he was not as gentle, and Lisa screamed in pain and pleasure as he
moved more quickly into his lover. He watched her face carefully, but
she did not seem to want him to stop, even when he reentered her cervix.

And, she felt so fucking tight. He loved it. Now, Lisa had wrapped arms
around his thick neck and she pulled his handsome black face to her own
as she kissed him with abandon, feeling him plunging his massive rod
into and out of her red hot cunt. She was moaning so loudly, Marc
stopped making love with Terri and listened for a moment, and smiled
knowingly.

Lisa couldn't stop her orgasms. Her first came only moments after Jeray
had started to piston into and out of her. She held onto his hugely
muscled black body, kissing his mouth, biting his neck, pulling his ass
hard against her, savoring the pain and the pleasure. She screamed and
moaned, and she came time after time as she forced her ravaged cunt to
grasp tightly onto the black invader that was changing her life forever.
She so wanted to squeeze Jeray's cock in such a way that he too would
recall sex with her as among his best with any woman. It was important
for her to make this the best for him.

Both lover's were sweating when Jeray's jizz shot deep and warm into
Lisa's raw vagina. As she felt his cum coat her loins, he seemed to
slide more easily in and out of her and now the pleasure by far
outweighed the hurt. And now that he had cum, Lisa felt excited that he
had. She felt her next orgasm building as Jeray's cock seemed not to
soften and he kept pummeling her pussy.

The lovers continued fucking, and as their orgasms subsided, Jeray
stayed hard in Lisa, and she and he continued kissing and holding one
another, tightly, excited by the pleasure and satisfaction they had
given to one another.

After climbing on top of Jeray's remarkably hard body, Lisa settled
herself down onto his black shaft, greedily taking it all, deep into her
womb. The each came multiple times, and found one another remarkably
satisfying. Lisa fell asleep with Jeray's cock buried deep inside of
her. Even when he fell asleep, his black shaft did not soften totally,
and still filled his lovely white lover.

Lisa awakened several times during the night, but did not move from atop
her lover. She so envied Terri. Lisa's body wanted Jeray to itself. Her
mind felt the familiar guilt and she knew that while her body wanted the
sex Marc and Jeray offered, her mind wanted Matt back, and her old life.

Matt vomited when the first pictures opened on his phone. While he could
not see the faces of the lovers clearly, he knew the woman was Lisa, but
the ripped black body builder was not Marc. He was way too big and
muscular to be Marc. It was painful for Matt to scroll down the dozens
of pictures that Marc had sent. And the final picture of the shapely
white beauty apparently asleep atop of the very black body builder with
his cock lodged in her vagina caused Matt to weep.

What had he done? He had been the cause of this. He had been unfaithful
first, and had been for months now. He deserved this. But now he
realized how much he loved his wife. As he wept, Matt still knew that he
wanted Lisa back, and he would even let Marc's friend fuck him, if that
would but him an opening, and time to figure out a way to get her back.
As he looked a final time at the picture, Matt wondered how many men
Lisa had fucked in the last few days. Was it just Marc and this guy, or
were there more.


Chapter 9

Lisa awakened Thursday morning, after having spent most of the night
sleeping atop of her new black lover, Jeray. His huge black body had
been her bed for the night, and his massive love tool still was lodged
deep in her vagina. She noted that Jeray still slept peacefully, and she
took a moment to admire his physical beauty. His rock hard torso was
sculpted perfectly, with his thickly muscled pecs and wonderfully
defined abs. Lisa felt her legs resting atop of his black granite
thighs. And, most of all, she felt his warm and pulsing black cock still
residing deep within her now seriously stretched white pussy.

Jeray's left arm with its bulging bicep rested atop of Lisa's back, with
his hand covering her right buttock. She felt as though her small body
was enveloped by Jeray's large frame. He really was a massive guy in all
ways, and Lisa considered that even with his cock flaccid, it was
stretching her much more that Matt would fully erect.

As Lisa lifted herself gently off of Jeray, she tried not to awaken him.
She moved ever so slowly, feeling his very thick black baby maker
withdrawing from her married pussy, and his arm slipping from her back.
In a way, Lisa wished she didn't have to head into work. She would
gladly spend the entire day with Jeray, making out with him, submitting
her body to whatever he wanted from her.

He had been so gentle with her, so attentive to pleasing her. At first,
her mind was spinning, thinking that in a few short days she had
transformed from a loving wife to an unfaithful adulteress at Marc's
hands, and now he was sharing her with Jeray, and she felt like a tramp
and a slut.

But, after the first hour of their lovemaking, Lisa found that her body
couldn't have enough of Jeray's, and Lisa wondered if there was
something wrong with her. On the one hand, she knew that if her family
ever found out about what she had done, they would disown her, and yet,
at that moment, she didn't care. Her body had been so awakened by the
extraordinary sex of the past several days that she didn't care what
anyone thought of her  at least not at the moment, she didn't.

She felt conflicted as she lifted her body upward. At once, she felt her
loins awash with desire for the incredibly built and remarkably hung
black stud below her whose cock, even soft, was providing her pussy with
such pleasure as she lifted herself off of him.

Her movements served to excite Jeray's cock, and it pulsed to life,
pushing hard against the walls of her vagina, even as it was being
withdrawn from her. He stirred, turned his head, but he did not awaken.
And Lisa's pussy came alive as it sensed new life in her black lover's
cock. She so wanted to pleasure herself yet again, to use his
magnificent black body to quench the fire that his cock has started once
again in her loins. But, she knew she had to go.

Ever so slowly, Lisa made her way to the guest shower. She passed the
master bedroom where Terri and Marc had spent the night. She felt a
twinge of jealously, thinking that her lover had essentially swapped her
for the younger woman. As she passed the bedroom door, she heard Terri's
moans, and Lisa's anger rose with the sense that Marc was only using her
for her body. She wondered if his and Terri's pictures would join the
others on the website.

With that thought in mind, Lisa made a detour to the room Marc used as
his office. As she entered, she noted that the computer was on with the
screen saver illuminating the darkened office. She moved the mouse, and
was taken back by what she saw. She was watching a live feed, apparently
to Marc's porn website. The picture was of Marc and Terri making love in
the master bedroom. He was atop the beautiful Terri, whose moans could
be heard over the nearly muted computer speaker. Lisa watched with a
mixture of jealously and anger and even lust as she observed her black
lover of the past several nights.

The two lovers made a very handsome pair. Everything about Terri's body
was perfect, from her gorgeous face to the perfectly rounded breasts,
one of which Marc was at that moment sucking as Terri's moans and
breathing rose, to her long and shapely legs. And, the contrast of her
skin with that of Marc's was dramatic and at the same time very erotic
for Lisa to see.

And while Lisa felt some real jealousy that Marc was with Terri, she
also felt anger that he could so easily cast her aside for the night.
What's more, Lisa felt real fear now, because just as she was watching a
live feed to Marc's site she knew that Terri probably had absolutely no
idea that the pictures were being sent to the site.

In fact, the pictures of the entire night had probably been sent and
were being bought by viewers who chose to join his site. Now, real
terror filled Lisa because she knew in the depth of her stomach that her
own love making with Jeray that night had to be somewhere available on
the site as well.

Lisa clicked on the link to live feeds, and quickly scanned the pictures
available. Sure enough, there was the image of a sleeping Jeray, totally
naked and stunningly handsome. Her eyes focused immediately on his huge
jet black love shaft that lay across his left leg.

Lisa clicked on the image and it filled the screen. She clicked the
start session link, and to her complete horror, there she was completely
naked and on her knees, lovingly servicing Jeray's magnificent black
cock as his black hands gently held the back of her head, her sandy
colored hair contrasting with his jet black skin.

She fast forwarded, watching in horror and terror as she saw their
bodies clearly, even in the low light of the bedroom. Clicking the
action back to normal speed, she heard herself screaming at what must
have been her first orgasm while riding the incredibly hot black
stallion with the huge ebony shaft. Her mind revisited the pleasure she
got from Jeray as she rode him and he arched his body forcing his thick
black baby maker deeper into her womb while using both hands in
squeezing her breasts.

Lisa's stomach was in turmoil and she felt the lump in her throat. What
would anyone who knew her think or say if they got access to this. Marc
had lied. The site must also have had nightly feeds of their love
making, paid for handsomely by people who watched that stuff. But, just
as she felt the anger well within her, what could she do but obey Marc's
wishes. He could ruin her life with these pictures. She would beg him to
remove them, or to somehow obscure her face.

Now, a terrified Lisa reset the computer to its feed of Terri and Marc,
and she went to clean up so she could leave for work. But now, Lisa was
a nervous wreck to say the least. She would talk with Marc about it when
she got back from work that evening. This would be her last night with
him before Matt arrived home.

She couldn't have her pictures out there, he would have to help her
here. She was so conflicted over this, because it truly did seem as
though he loved her up until now. He had been so kind, so loving, so
gentle with her.

When they had made love together, he really seemed caring and sensitive,
and she had come to really love the feel of his ripped body, his really
thick, long and deliciously black cock. Now, it seemed almost as though
he liked her best of his current crop of women. But Lisa worried, maybe
now Terri might be on the verge of replacing her.

Further, it was almost like Marc felt like he owned her, and he could
share her with other guys when he felt like it. Lisa's body still craved
Marc's, there was no doubt. But, she was afraid what the price of making
love with him would be for her. Her gold ankle bracelet with the large
gold M on it was feeling more like a ball and chain.

And now, the day before Matt returned, Lisa was getting anxious about
seeing her husband. They had had a couple of awkward conversations since
the infamous Sunday conversation when she was riding Marc's cock and he
forced her to take the call from Matt. Lisa sensed that Matt knew
something was up, but then again she thought it might be her
imagination. In any case, she had that added worry in addition to the
web cam pics to think about.

Matt had not slept with Kate for four days now. He was sick over what
was happening in his life, feeling like a puppet at the hands of Marc
the black puppet master. For her part, Kate knew something was wrong,
but did not push Matt. She knew it involved Lisa, but he adamantly
refused to talk about it. So for the majority of this business trip,
Kate and Matt worked and ate together, but slept in their own rooms.

It was nearly eleven on Thursday night, the day before she and Matt were
to fly out of Heathrow in the early afternoon, getting back into Boston
in the early evening on Friday. Kate had called Matt and was hysterical.
He had a hard time understanding what she was saying, but told her he
would go right to her room.

Arriving at Kate's room, Matt knocked and the door swung open, revealing
his beautiful lover in a lace nightie and nothing else. Matt felt sick
as he took in her beauty, and knew that it had been his downfall.

But here she was crying and hysterical. "Matt, he's left me. Rob has
fucking left me! I've called him three times this week, and he hasn't
taken any of my calls, and he hasn't called back. And just now, I read
this email from him, and he said that when I get home, I'll find that
he's moved out completely. He said he doesn't want to be married to me
anymore, that he's found someone else. He said that it's not me, it's
just that he's found someone else and doesn't want to be married
anymore. Then he said he was sorry, but he just couldn't pretend to love
me anymore." Kate's crying and sobbing escalated when she finished.

Matt embraced her, held her. He didn't know what else to do. He was in a
state of shock himself. Kate and he had started flirting playfully four
months ago, nothing serious. Then, somehow it got to be serious
flirting. Then, they went for drinks while on one of their trips to
London, and they ended up in her bed. They'd been fucking almost every
day since. All the while, Kate left Matt with the impression that Rob
would go completely crazy if he ever found out about them, so she always
insisted that they play very discreetly.

And now, here was Kate, hysterical because her husband had apparently
informed her via email that it was over, and he had moved out. Matt was
just stunned. But now, a ray of hope entered his life. As he held his
former lover, even though he had not told her yet that he too did not
want her anymore, he thought that in a way, Marc's plan to bribe him had
just lost a huge bit of leverage. If Marc wanted to inform Kate's
husband, so what! The guy could not care less now. In fact he'd probably
be happy that his soon to be ex wife had found someone else also.

"Kate, try to calm down. When this all settles down, you'll be okay.
I've had my own problems with Lisa this week, and I guess you can tell
that I'm not myself. But this will all work out for you, Kate. Just be
tough, Katie." Matt kissed her forehead and hugged her, and he felt a
huge weight lifting from his shoulders, the more he thought about this.

He had fucked Kate for three months, maybe four. He had been unfaithful
first, but now he knew that Lisa had also been fucking around as well,
and definitely with more than one guy. Now, they were both even in that
sense.

He started to think that he could have a heart to heart with Lisa, try
to work things out. He wasn't sure if she even wanted to, but he
desperately hoped she would. He loved her, he now realized. And, he
would do anything he had to do to keep her or to win her back. The
pictures of her fucking Jeray were etched in his mind, and his heart
ached. But, now he had hope.

As he held Kate, Matt wondered if Lisa's new sexual experiences had
awakened within her desires that she could not control. Maybe she would
not want him anymore. Maybe, she preferred black guys now. After all,
Matt thought that Lisa had been taken by Marc and Jeray, two different
men, but both black. Although he didn't know Jeray, he knew he was
black, and the pictures of Jeray's manhood made it clear to Matt that he
was no competition in that department.



Lisa knocked gently on the door to Marc's room and entered. "Sorry, just
have to get my clothes." She headed toward the closet while neither
Terri nor Marc paid her any attention. He was in the process of fucking
Terri in the mission position, and she was making sounds like she
couldn't have enough of the black stud plunging her with his foot long
ebony shaft.

Lisa knew first hand that Marc had an amazing way of making love. And,
she felt both a touch of excitement for Terri for what she knew Terri
was feeling, and she felt a tinge of jealousy and anger, knowing that
even though she had had Jeray who was wonderful last night, Marc had
cast her aside for fresh pussy.

Quickly, almost like she couldn't get out of there fast enough, Lisa
grabbed her outfit for the day, her underwear, pantyhose, and heals. She
felt her face redden and her neck heat up with embarrassment as the man
who had "taken" her, the man who had given her the golden anklet with
his initial on it, was now fucking another woman, and he failed to even
take time to recognize her. Granted, Lisa had just spent an incredible
night with Jeray.

"Babe, I apologize. I totally forgot to shut off the live cams in the
guestroom while you and Jeray were in there last night. But, I can tell
you that your escapades brought in just over twenty-five thousand for
the night. Not bad, Lisa. You could make some serious money if you
wanted to, with someone like Jeray or me. On the other hand, if you were
with a white guy, you'd be lucky to make a few thousand bucks. There's
something about a ripped and hung black guy with a beautiful white babe
that brings in the cash. And you Lisa, are a really beautiful white woman.

As far as shutting that video down, is there really a point? I mean,
lots of people have already seen it. It's out there. People have copied
it into their personal collections. So, shutting it down won't do a
thing, except lose me some serious cash. Besides Lisa, do you really
think your upper class white friends would even go to a site like mine?
I doubt it! And if they did, they wouldn't recognize you, trust me. Even
if they did, they would be convinced it was a look alike, not the real Lisa.

Lisa felt the anger surging up her neck. The heat spread to her face.
She had been at work all day thinking about what Marc would say, hoping
that this would be easy. Now, that she was back at his place and that
tramp Terri was gone, Marc was still not showing her any respect. "Well,
you know what Marc, I think I'll just get my things and go. I can't keep
this up, knowing that you're using videos of me to make money. This was
a huge mistake. And I know that you can put the screws to me, ruin my
marriage and estrange me from family and friends, but if you do, there
are some steps that I too can take. And since I will have nothing to
lose, you can bet that I will."

Lisa moved toward the bedroom she had shared with Marc since Saturday so
she could collect her clothing. He smiled at her as she walked by him,
clearly pissed off.

For her part, she could feel her head pounding. She felt betrayed,
angry, scared. She was terrified of what Matt would say, feeling certain
that Marc would share lurid sex pictures of her frolicking with Jeray
and with Marc as well. But, she knew she had to leave now. This had all
become too bizarre for her.

First she allowed herself to be seduced by Marc, and then Kristen had
been taken by Jamaal and Nick, and god knows who else. Lisa felt her
body sweating with anxiety and fear of what she had done and what a mess
she had made of her life. She closed her bag, and turned to leave and
was stunned to see Marc in the doorway to the master bedroom.

Her mouth dropped as her eyes took in Marc's incredibly formed naked
body. His magnificent black cock was flaccid and hung fully nine inches
from his crotch. Its length was one thing, but its thickness was
something else as well. His ball sack hung low and his thick balls could
be seen on either side of his veined black baby maker. Lisa felt a
stirring in her abdomen, her stomach, and she felt almost breathless.

That beautiful cock had explored places inside of her body where no
other had ever been, and the pleasure she had had as she submitted her
white body to that ebony shaft was unforgettable. Since she had joined
Marc at his place five days earlier, she had come to long for the
pleasure he had provided her as they lay naked in his bed, exploring one
another's bodies each evening. Right now, her eyes seemed to be
hypnotized by his massive manhood and she stared at it for more than
several moments while she stood motionless, holding her bag.

Almost reluctantly, she pulled her eyes up his beautifully toned and
crafted mocha body, not missing the thin, tight waist, the incredible
abs, the muscled chest, his thick neck, and finally his remarkably
handsome face. She was almost shaking with desire for him as he stood
there. She knew she had to leave, she wanted to leave. She was angry
with him and with how he had seduced her and changed her life.

But Lisa wondered as she stood there if this black stud, standing in
front of her totally naked and smiling at her could read her mind. Did
he know that she still desired him and his body immensely?

"Lisa, your memory is either very short, or you just don't get what we
talked about earlier in the week. I gave you the chance to leave without
any repercussions. I didn't want you to leave, but I sensed that maybe
you were not sure you could do this whole affair thing and eventually
let Matty know that he had to share you or not have you at all.

So, I gave you the chance to cut your losses and leave. In fact, I told
you on two different occasions that you could leave, and there would be
no problem at all. And both times Lisa, you decided to stay. You stayed
even after I told you that if you did, you would have to do what I
wanted you to do. I told you that I would give you time to break it to
Matt, that I would let you do it when you felt you could. I also told
you that I would introduce you to stuff that you had never done before,
like the partner swap that we did last night.

By the way, it's pretty clear from the video that you loved fucking
Jeray last night. I mean, you were totally all over the guy, in fact you
slept on top of that stud with his fat black cock still lodged in your
married white pussy. It wasn't a problem for you to spread your legs for
a ripped black stud, to take his fat black cock deeper than any you have
ever had.

No, you didn't seem to mind that at all Lisa. In fact, if you look at
the video of you and Jeray, it's pretty obvious that you were absolutely
all over the guy, as much as he was all over you. You were way more
responsive than the average white wife is. And that kind of tells me
something about you Lisa. All of a sudden, you've discovered that sex
with real men, real black men is way, way better than you are used to
with Matty boy. It's just an obvious fact, Lisa.

And speaking of your responsiveness Lisa, that is one thing that you are
way ahead of any woman I have been with. You are so freakin horny and
responsive that sex with you this week has been amazing. Don't get me
wrong, Lisa. I am definitely into you and your beautiful white body. But
your responsiveness is over the top compared with most women. I mean,
you obviously can't get enough of me, or of Jeray last night, for that
matter.

So Lisa, be serious. Do you really think you're going to leave all of
this because you're pissed about some videos on a website that no one
you know will ever visit? If you walked out of here, I guarantee you
that you'd regret it even before you get back to that perfect place
you've called home for the past five years. Lisa' it's pretty clear to
me that you have loved every moment we've been together.

Besides Lisa, that expensive gold anklet that you let me put on your
pretty white leg really does mean you're mine to use as I want to. And
right now, I want you on your knees, cuz I am going to have you suck
this fat black cock that you're having such a hard time keeping your
eyes off of."

Marc stood up straight from leaning against the door jamb. His broad
shoulders squared and his muscled chest expanded, and he moved a few
steps closer to Lisa. He stood about two feet in front of her, naked
with his massive ebony shaft starting to stir.

Lisa felt a touch of fear because she knew he was right about a lot of
what he had said. She still held her bag, but said nothing. Her eyes
however scanned her lover's body, taking in its black beauty, and of
course its awakening veined penis with the very thick mushroom tip.

Marc stopped in front of her, and placing the palms of his hands softly
on her shoulders, he looked into her eyes and then down at his now erect
ebony shaft. Lisa's eyes met his, and followed his down to his beautiful
cock. She was shaking now, knowing how much she wanted to leave, knowing
that she was afraid this would never end, and knowing that she
desperately wanted to suck her lover's cock just one more time.

"Suck me." That was all he said, and he gently pushed down on her
shoulders. Lisa allowed her body to be pushed down. She felt her bag
meet the floor, and she let the handle go, taking instead her lover's
cock in her hand. She closed her eyes as she felt her knees on the
floor, and opening her mouth wide, she took her lover once again into
her mouth, hesitantly at first, then hungrily.

Using both hands, Lisa pumped and pumped Marc's rock hard shaft as she
tongued it and sucked it lustfully. While she did, she felt an
incredible wave of desire for Marc spread through her body, and she felt
her vagina flood with her love juices, yearning for this huge black
satisfier to plunge into her yet again.

She felt Marc's hands gently caressing her head, and she heard is groans
of satisfaction as she greedily sucked her lover. She knew she was doing
a good job because Marc's cock had swollen to a huge size, filling her
entire mouth. It was really amazingly hard she thought. Now, she was
overtaken with the desire to satisfy him in a way she had not done
before. She wanted this encounter to be most memorable for him. In her
mind, no matter what happened, she wanted to be the best white wife
lover he had ever taken, the one he would always remember.

Things were definitely headed in that direction. Marc's body was arching
as his cock pumped in and out of this beautiful white wife whom he had
claimed for his own not even a week ago. He was moaning with pleasure as
Lisa used her mouth and one hand to stroke and suck him. Her free hand
was caressing his muscled thighs, his wonderfully round black ass, and
skimming across his sharply defined abs.

She loved the feel of him, and just touching his beautifully muscled and
defined body made it so her own body could not wait for his cock to
pleasure her deep within her white pussy which was now dripping her warm
love juices, in anticipation of welcoming his thick black penis.

She could feel her hardened nipples rubbing against her blouse, she
could feel the heat of desire for Marc welling up through her torso from
her loins that were now tingling with desire for this beautiful black
man to take her and use her again. And she was loving feeling how hard
and how thick she had been able to make his cock, a sign to her that she
was truly satisfying him.

Lisa could sense that Marc was about to shoot his warm gooey cum into
her mouth and onto her face and hair. She marveled at how much cum he
could spurt from his black shaft. When Matt came, he shot a good sized
load, but with Marc, it seemed to keep on coming and coming. If she were
not on the pill, she would be pregnant in one session with Marc, she was
sure. His body was tightening and tensing as his now massive and granite
hard ebony shaft was preparing to shoot its prize.

Lisa was proud of her work, and now all thoughts of leaving prematurely
were gone from her mind. They could work out the website issues some
other time. For now, all she wanted was to lose her clothes, and spread
her creamy white legs for her mocha lover so he could slide his thick
black love pipe deep into her love canal. She was truly addicted to this
guy, she knew it now.

Squeezing Marc's hard cock now with both hands, Lisa stroked her hands
back and forth holding him as tightly as she could, anticipating the
shiny black mushroom's impending explosion. Feeling Marc's body tighten,
his cock swell and become absolutely rigid, Lisa decided to try
something she had not done to her lover before. She continued to hold
his massive black shaft with both hands, noting the stark contrast
between her soft white hands and his jet black cock.

Up until that moment, Lisa had avoided having her teeth make contact
with her lover's cock. Instead, she made her lips and tongue do the work
of servicing him. She was afraid that her teeth might cut or hurt it.
But now, she deliberately bit down on his huge love rod, and dragged her
teeth back and forth just hard enough to add another sensation to her
rigid lover. When her teeth ran across Marc's thick black mushroom, she
could feel his body jerk and twitch with the feel of the new sensation.

For his part, Marc had never had a woman bite down onto his cock. The
feeling was just too much for even him to handle. Her teeth dragged
across his shaft in a way that caused his orgasm to overtake him.

Marc's hands tightened around Lisa's head, and it happened. His thick,
warm, gooey cum exploded into her mouth. He pushed his cock hard into
her throat and he held his cock deep inside Lisa's throat, causing her
eyes to tear. Lisa could feel the courses of cum squirting into her
esophagus, warmly flowing down to her stomach.

After holding himself inside of Lisa for thirty seconds or so, Marc
withdrew his massive black member, which was still pulsing small amounts
of cum as his orgasm began to subside. Taking himself with his right
hand, Marc squeezed what cum was left in his foot long cock, and rubbed
it all over Lisa's face, smearing his love juices all over his lover's
pretty white face.

Lifting his beautiful white lover to her feet, he wrapped his thickly
muscled arms around her, and the lovers embraced in a passionate kiss,
with Lisa's hands running up and down Marc's naked back, his ass, his
upper thighs. She loved his feel, and his kiss was serving to hear up
her loins, flooding them with her love juices. As he kissed her, Marc's
face was being smeared with his own cum that he had streaked all over
Lisa's face.

Lisa lifted her arms as Marc pulled her blouse up and over her head and
off of her body. Instantly he pulled her bra off as she pushed her skirt
and panties down. Now, her shapely creamy white body stood naked, except
for her heels, in front of her black lover.

"Does this mean you're going to stay, babe?" Marc smiled, and Lisa felt
his still hard cock pushing against her abdomen.

"Are you going to make it worth my while, mister?" Lisa responded, also
smiling.

"You know I will, babe. Tell me, how are you going to explain it to
Matty when he realizes your pussy is kind of stretched out and can't
grasp his little white dick the way it used to? And, after almost a week
of making love with me, how are you going to adjust to fucking your
husband again? Face it babe, every time he slides into you, you're going
to be thinking of hot much hotter it is between you and me."

Marc was still smiling, but Lisa already knew that what he was saying
was true. Sex with him was so totally satisfying, she wasn't sure she
could ever really adjust to the routine kind of sex she had had with
Matt for the past couple of years. She knew this was only a week old,
that there was some thrill associated with the affair, and some thrill
associated with the taboo of screwing a ripped black stud.

But, at the same time, Lisa could not ever remember having craved the
feel of Matt's body and especially his cock the way she was consumed
with thinking about the feel of her black lover and the way his massive
ebony baby maker made her feel when it was working its magic deep within
her.

"Marc, I told you already, he's not small. I mean, he's not as big as
you are, but before we started dating in college, he had a reputation
among the ladies on campus for having a really nice cock. Granted, he
doesn't carry the monster you do, but it's nice. And, yes you are right,
I will be thinking about you every time we do it. I love Matt, but this
week with you has been so incredible Marc. Now, if you can just ease my
nerves and get rid of those videos." Lisa said this, and looked into her
black lover's handsome face. He really could easily have been a male
model. He was so striking in his appearance.

"Lisa, we can talk about that. But, maybe Matt will do the same thing as
Kristen's husband has done. You didn't see the video we got with
Kristen, her husband and Jamaal did you?"

"What are you talking about? What video?" Lisa, asked as Marc put his
arm around her, cupping her ass cheek and moving her toward his bedroom
with him.

"Her husband got home like three days ago from his business trip. I'm
not sure exactly what happened, or how it happened, but Kristen
basically told her husband that she had had sex with Jamaal and that she
did not want to give it up. You have to know yourself that giving up
what you and I have had for the week would be tough, I mean I think
you've really grown to love the visits you get from my friend down here,
don't you?

Anyway, somehow, she convinced him to be part of a threesome with Jamaal
and her. That took place here this morning, and there's a hot video of
them together. The husband basically sat by at first and watched as
Jamaal and Kristen went at it. I have to tell you Lisa, no brother I
know would ever, ever let a white guy fuck his lady while he stood by
watching it. You've got to excuse me, but white guys are pussies when it
comes to letting a hung black guy seduce and possess their women.

You'll see for yourself later. It's really the strangest thing I've seen
a husband do. But, he kind of just sat there jerking himself, then he
basically went to work and licked Kristen's pussy clean of Jamaal's
jizz, giving her an orgasm while he did it. Then, he took Jamaal's cock
and.....well, I think I'll let you see for yourself. But right now babe,
I want you to spread those beautiful legs of yours. I mean, we only have
one night til hubby gets home."

"Marc, you can't leave it there. This is too much for me to process. I
can't believe Kristen's husband just watched her fuck Jamaal and then
joined in......you've got to finish." Lisa was at once puzzled and
disturbed that Kristen's life seemed to be turned upside down in only a
matter of days. And did her husband really go along with this?

Lisa lay flat on Marc's bed, hoping that he was going to say more about
Kristen and Jamaal and her husband, but Marc answered her request by
laying his beautiful black body atop of hers and kissing her
passionately, without saying another word. Lisa's thoughts immediately
switched to sex with Marc as she felt his growing shaft grinding into
her abdomen. Without thinking another thought about Kristen, Lisa's soft
white skin was in contrast with her lover's ebony color. Her hands
travelled up and down his back, feeling him, squeezing him.


Within only moments, Lisa felt the now familiar thick black mushroom as
it parted her labia and pushed into her dripping pussy. Once again, she
marveled at how thick her lover was, at how his cock stretched her and
made the walls of her vagina tingle as he entered her. As Marc pushed
all the way into Lisa, she held him lovingly, relishing the pleasure he
was giving her.

Now on his elbows, her ebony lover looked deep into Lisa's eyes as he
effortlessly stroked in and out and caused her to moan deeply as yet
again his black shaft reinforced in her mind how incredible it was to
make love with this black Adonis. She pulled his face into hers and
kissed him frantically as she felt her orgasm building. Somewhere in the
back of her mind were thoughts of guilt. Somewhere there were thoughts
of Kristen and her husband submitting to a life change that was momentous.

Marc and Lisa made love non stop for five hours. It was eleven at night
when Lisa's cell rang. She and her lover had been dozing together when
the phone rang. When she saw it was Matt, she took the call, standing
beautifully naked in front of her black Adonis.

"Matt, what are you doing up, it's got to be like four in the morning in
London. Can't you sleep? "

"Just wanted to tell you how much I love you, hon. Can't wait til
tonight. Are you asleep?

"No, not yet. I'll probably go to sleep now. I miss you too. I want you
inside me hon. Can't wait." She felt guilty as she looked at Marc, naked
on the bed, smiling up at her.

They talked for a few minutes, and she told Matt she'd see him at the
airport.

Lisa returned to her lover's bed. "Don't say anything, Marc. I do love
him, and I feel wicked guilty for what I've done this week. It's like
I'm torn. I guess you know that I've loved my time with you, but Matt's
my husband, and I feel awful that I've been this weak. I know that
doesn't make any sense, but I do feel guilty."

Marc smiled at Lisa. "Babe, I know you feel guilty. I'm glad we did
this, and I hope we keep doing it. Something tells me that we will. Who
knows, maybe Matt will be like Kristen's husband. But, actually I kind
of doubt it. Kristen's husband is unique, I think.

"Speaking of that, can I see that video? I can't believe she's totally
changed. And her husband, that's another whole thing in itself.

Marc turned on the flatscreen in his bedroom and called up the video
from the computer, directing it to the TV.

Lisa sat with her mouth agape as she watched Jamaal and Kristen and
Kristen's husband all entered the hot tub naked. Jamaal's huge cock hung
in stark contrast with Kristen's husband's, which looked tiny actually.

Kristen made out with Jamaal in the hot tub as her husband watched. The
three of them climbed out and went to the bedroom where the video
continued. Finally, there it was. Kristen was being fucked by the
handsome and ripped young Jamaal as her husband watched from the foot of
the bed. Kristen was moaning, screaming in pleasure.

The video showed a beautifully trim and defined Jamaal lying atop of his
pretty white married lover, plunging his cock in and out of her, his ass
cheeks squeezing together with each plunge. Kristen's white legs were
hooked abound Jamaal's black legs above her. Lisa thought Kristen's
husband looked pathetic just standing there by the bed. Physically, his
build was much smaller than Jamaal's. He was really very good looking,
and his body was very nicely toned, but he was just much smaller,
standing at only about five ten, contrasted with the much taller and
broader Jamaal.

What's more, while he watched his beautiful wife get fucked by the
twenty one year old stallion, he was stroking his cock, which had
sprouted to about six inches, and not very thick either. Most remarkable
to Lisa was how he licked his wife's pussy after Jamaal had fucked her
without a rubber. It was obvious that Jamaal had emptied a huge load in
the pretty white wife. Kristen's husband had cum spread all around his
lips and cheeks. And then incredibly, he moved from his wife to Jamaal,
taking the young stud's twelve inch long and very thick black manhood in
both hands.

For his part, Jamaal lay back on the bed and watched with Kristen as her
husband began licking and sucking Jamaal's cock , cleaning it of
Kristen's love juices and Jamaal's. He sucked and sucked as Jamaal's
thick black manhood stiffened again as it filled the mouth of his
lover's husband. Lisa watched a shocked Jamaal look at his lover Kristen
with a puzzled look on his face, as he was apparently stunned that her
husband was sucking and licking him.

When Kristen's husband had sucked Jamaal's cock clean, he continued to
stroke it as he now sucked first one of Jamaal's thick black testicles
and then the other. His tongue then set about licking Jamaal's large
ball sack, cleaning it of any love making residue. He then moved again
to Jamaal's cock, continuing to suck and stroke the black stud until
finally, Jamaal's mid section arched upward, his hands reached out and
covered Kristen's husband's head, pulling it onto his rock hard black cock.

Lisa's eyes widened in amazement as Jamaal was now actually face fucking
Kristen's husband whose mouth was swallowing the massive black cock and
whose hands were stroking it up and down. Finally, it was clear that
Jamaal had cum yet again, this time into the mouth of his lover's
husband. For several long moments his black hands held the man's head
onto the black cock that it had just brought to orgasm. Jamaal's eyes
were closed, his muscles all taut as his body savored cumming into the
mouth of his white lover's husband. He had never been sucked by a man
before, but if felt awesome. Lisa felt her loins surge with lust as she
took in the picture of the ripped black stud with his muscles all flexed
at the peak of his orgasm. Jamaal was indeed a beautiful man to look at.

Kristen seemed stunned as well when her husband moved up the bed now,
and climbed on top of his beautiful wife with her magnificent figure,
her beautiful blond hair and her remarkably round and firm breasts,
kissing her passionately, clearly sharing her lover's cum, now dripping
from her husband's mouth.

He looked to Jamaal and asked his permission to fuck Kristen. At first
the black stud was surprised, then he smiled and looked at Kristen and
nodded his permission. Kristen lay back as her husband immediately
plunged his much smaller white cock into her and fucked her as hard as
he could while his mouth continued to transmit into her Jamaal's seed.

Lisa realized now that Kristen's husband had completely submitted
himself to the dominance of Jamaal as his wife' lover. She was stunned.
As she stared in disbelief, she noticed the gold anklet on Kristen's
right ankle, with the large gold letter J attached to it.

She also recalled in horror that Kristen had told her only last week
that she and her husband were now totally off birth control as they
wanted her to get pregnant and start a family. Lisa's stomach was sick
with anxiety for her friend. She knew Jamaal would not care in the least
about any child born to Kristen and him. Jamaal was basically still a
boy, a boy with an amazing body and a huge black cock that he would get
serviced whenever he could.

"So babe, do you think we'll see Matty boy sucking my nuts anytime soon?
Remember what I said about my experience with white husbands. When it
comes to their wives being taken by a black guy, they back off. " Marc
smiled as he teased Lisa with the question.

"I can't believe it, Marc. I can't believe it. And she let him do it.
That's incredible. But, to answer your question, Matt would never do
that, ever."

"We'll see, we'll see." Marc smiled at his lover and said nothing more.


Chapter 10

Lisa and Marc slept several hours into Friday morning. Marc's live cam,
feeding his website, showed a handsome couple, a study in black and
white beauty, sleeping comfortably together in his bed. Lisa lay on her
back, a picture of feminine beauty; a stunning face complemented by her
perfectly formed body.

Her frame was soft, with a hint of athleticism. Her breasts were nicely
rounded, not overly big, but certainly not small. It almost looked as
though she'd had had them enhanced, but they were clearly, naturally her
own. Her nipples sat atop nice brown discs and appeared to be excited.
Her torso was smooth, firm and tapered to a very small waist, sitting
atop nicely flared hips. And the view her pussy offered a view of
absolute perfection. A smoothly shaved slit that mightd fantasize would
yield wonderful pleasure to the ripped, black male lying next to her.

Lisa's slender legs were creamy white and slightly spread apart only.
Marc, lying on his stomach, had his muscular left thigh crossing Lisa's
lower left abdomen and upper thigh. His dark mocha color leg contrasted
nicely with Lisa's creamy complexion. Marc's flaccid, black manhood lay
between separated legs his visible for the website's viewers to observe;
a full, thick nine inches.

For the viewer, the beautiful couple was about to come alive on the
site. Marc stirred, raising his head and checking the clock on the
nightstand. Looking light at his latest married acquisition, Marc lifted
his leg from Lisa and lifted himself above his lover of the past six
nights. He knew of web cam watchers would love what he was about to do.

He was driven to put on an erotic show for his audience, knowing that
Lisa's husband, Matt, would probably be one of his viewers. Marc had
texted Matt the site's address, intent on humiliating Lisa's husband and
ensuring that he would have a miserable flight back from London.

Marc smiled to himself as he bent down toward Lisa's perfect breasts,
taking her left nipple gently between his dark lips. He licked it
lovingly, waking her from her brief slumber and bringing his lover to life.

As Marc sucked Lisa's nipple, her hands came up, one resting on her
black lover's head and the other running across his muscled shoulder and
sliding down to his thick bicep. She was clearly relishing his beautiful
black body. She kept her eyes closed and moaned in approval of what Marc
was doing.

"Haven't you had enough of me, Marc? You're always so horny. I have to
go to work in a few hours you know." she moaned dreamily, seeming to
like what he was doing, even though she was exhausted.

"Babe, I'm never going to get enough of you. Besides, I don't want you
to forget me when Matty gets home. So, I have to work on creating
memories you won't forget." Marc was lying on his side, his head over
Lisa's torso, continuing to suck her breast. Her hands were becoming
more active as they explored his upper body. She playfully pinched his
pitch black nipple, causing him to laugh.

"That's it, babe. Keep that up." In the meantime, as Marc played with
Lisa's nipples with his tongue and lips, the long black fingers of his
left hand moved down her body and found her pussy. In a moment, his
fingers had invaded her very wet vagina, massaging, rubbing and circling
her slit. Her body responded immediately, twitching with pleasure.

Lisa's eyes opened and looked directly into Marc's. His head moved
toward hers, and the two lovers locked in a prolonged and passionate
embrace. He moved atop her, spreading her soft, white legs and
positioned his thick black baby maker right at the opening to her love
chute. Grinding into her, he heard Lisa moan in approval.

From his hotel room in London, Matt watched as Marc's muscled black body
covered Lisa's softness. The two of them seemed to blend into a moving
sexual symphony. He felt sick as he watched Lisa's white arms encircle
Marc's dark back.

"Fuck me, Marc," she whispered "Please; I want to feel you inside of me.
This will be our last time for a while. I want to feel your big black
cock warming my pussy." Lisa moaned and arched up, hard, against Marc's
shaft.

Matt's head pounded as he watched. His wife had been completely seduced
and was totally giving herself to this black bastard. Tears filled
Matt's eyes, sensing he had lost his lover forever. What's more, he
blamed himself for it. Sex between Lisa and him had been that way once,
but that seemed so long ago now. It seemed like she now loved Marc they
way she had loved him, long ago.

"I'll fuck you babe, but first I want your beautiful white ass one more
time. Don't worry, I'll be gentle, and you'll like it as much as
before." Her reached to the nightstand, opened the drawer and retrieved
a bottle of lube.

Matt's eyes opened wide in disbelief. This black son of a bitch was
going to fuck her in the ass. Matt had never done that. He had never
even thought of it. Well, actually he had, but he thought it would hurt
her, so he hadn't even suggested it. Matt felt like such a loser. He was
amazed at how Marc had been able to so totally infatuate Lisa, and she
seemed to love sex with him, no matter what he made her do. Matt thought
he had no chance against this bastard. He hated him completely.

Kneeling upright, Marc used his left hand to nudge his white lover to
her hands and knees. He thoroughly lubed her ass, sticking in his index
finger and rotating it, then added his middle finger. Lisa moaned with
deep pleasure, her hand went to her drenched pussy and began to rub her
clit, as her black lover prepared to invade her ass once again.

The cam shot was excellent, even in the reduced light of the bedroom.
You could see Lisa's beautiful body, now on all fours, with her
magnificent breasts hanging down. Her hand was massaging her clit and
her strong black lover, with twelve thick inches of dick, was poised for
action between her ass cheeks.

Matt was sick to his stomach as he watched the bastard position his
thick black mushroom at Lisa's anus. Marc actually turned toward the
camera and smile, knowingly, as he pushed his tip through Lisa's anal
sphincter. She yelped a little, in pain, but her next cry was huge, as
Marc buried all twelve inches into his lover, providing her huge pain
coupled with huge pleasure.

"Oh babe, you are so fucking tight in there. You feel so freakin' hot.
This is my hole, not Matt's, so don't let him in here. It's our private
place." said Marc to Lisa. She was busy rubbing her clit as her lover
began to take long strokes in and out of her ass. He felt so wonderful
inside her and she felt a huge orgasm building deep in her loins.

Matt stared in disbelief. "That fucking son of a bitch! Even if I do
lose her, I'll kill that fucker. I hate that fucking bastard!!" Matt
screamed this in his room, feeling his head pounding, his heart racing
with rage. If there were only some way he could get even with this
fucker he thought. Matt slammed his laptop shut. He couldn't watch any
more of this. Somehow, he'd get even with the black bastard presently
fucking his wife's ass.

Marc continued to stroke in and out of Lisa's tight little ass, loving
the feel of what still felt like virgin territory, even though he had
fucked her ass several times. Lisa had orgasmed well before Marc, but
stayed on all fours as her lover plunged his massive ebony rod in and
out of her repeatedly. Her body shook with each slam of his huge cock.


After Marc enjoyed emptying his cum into Matt's wife, he then lay next
to her, embracing her, cuddling and stroking her breasts, all in the
hope that Matt would torture himself over watching Lisa being ravaged by
her new lover.

In London, Matt sat on his bed and wept. His recalled life with Lisa.
How he had loved her and their life together. He recalled, with remorse,
how he had first been unfaithful to her. He thought that this was
karma's way of paying him back. He felt awful.

Matt did not have much hope that Lisa would forgive his infidelity. And
now, after watching Lisa with Marc, Matt was not sure he could forgive
her for what she'd done. He knew one thing for certain, though. Marc was
a mean bastard, intent on humiliating him just because he was white. It
seemed like a goal for Marc to seduce white wives and humiliate their
husbands.

Matt also knew that if he ever allowed himself to be used by Marc's gay,
black body builder friend, there would be video clips and pictures of
his white ass getting abused all over the internet. Matt knew that Marc
would use those pictures to blackmail him into doing whatever he wanted.
In fact, as he thought about what a bastard Marc was, it occurred to
Matt that Marc would use his videos of Lisa and him against the both of
them, forcing them to do whatever he required.

And, Matt suddenly realized that Marc hated him so much that he would
actually use Matt sexually himself, the way Jamaal had used Kristen's
pathetic husband. Except, Marc would blackmail Matt into submission, and
then he would humiliate him in front of his wife.

When Lisa left Marc's that morning, dressed for work, she kissed her
black lover, knowing that night she'd welcome her husband back home as a
totally changed woman. She was afraid. While she loved Matt, she also
knew she had become a slave to Marc's wonderful body and cock. She knew
he would use the videos of the two of them against her in a heartbeat,
if it suited him. Still, she felt attracted in some strange way to this
black Adonis. But she knew she should run from him, as fast as she could.

"Babe, I'm going to ask you and Matt over for drinks tomorrow night."
Said Marc. "Maybe I'll ask Kristen and that pussy husband of hers as
well. This could give Matt a chance to see how sharing your wife
works.....maybe, he'll even take a lesson from Kevin." Marc smiled.

"I don't know, Marc. Maybe we should wait. Are you going to fuck
Kristen, Marc?" She asked, the thought suddenly occurring to her.

"I won't have anyone else to fuck, except her and Kevin, unless you
bring Matty." He kissed her and told her he'd call.


Chapter 11

Matt couldn't help himself, and he turned his computer back on and went
again to Marc's website. He scanned the various links, and he quickly
found all of the links of Lisa and Marc that had been created over the
past week. What's more, he found the link that showed Lisa and Jeray's
night together. He watched parts of all of them, and he felt as if he
had been hit by a truck. His heart ached, he was close to being sick t
his stomach, his head was throbbing, and tears blurred his vision.

How could this have happened, so quickly, so completely. It was as if
his life as he had known it was now gone forever. His beautiful wife had
been seduced by Marc, she had become addicted to him and was being
completely manipulated by him. Seeing Lisa responding so passionately to
Marc and then Jeray was stomach wrenching for Matt. And as angry as he
was at her for this infidelity, he realized that he had been doing the
same exact thing to her, except for months now.

But in this case, Matt was dealing with a racist who hated white men and
who sought to humiliate them by seducing their wives and then rubbing it
in the men's faces. Marc had texted Matt a second time after Lisa had
left for work. The text taunted him and sought to humiliate him further.

"Matt, you saw how she responds to a real man with a real cock. And to
think that you never believed she'd have the slightest interest in a
black man. But, you saw the videos. Not only does she have an interest,
she can't get enough of me. I'm not complaining though.

Do you even think you have a slight chance of winning her back, now that
she's experienced not one, but two black cocks? She still loves you, but
will she if she finds out about Kate? You'll have to do as I say. I want
you at my place on Saturday night. Be prepared to share. By the way, my
gay friend will be there and he wants you. So, remember to be nice and
maybe you'll be able to clean Lisa up on Saturday after I'm done with
her. In fact, after you're done with my gay friend, maybe you'll want to
clean me up too!"

Matt thought about Marc's text repeatedly during the nearly six hour
flight from London to Boston. His mind's eye replayed the images of Lisa
and Jeray and of Lisa and Marc as they made love repeatedly. He was
sickened by the thoughts of what Lisa had done with these men. But each
time he began to hate her for her actions, he caught himself, realizing
that soon Lisa would know that he and Kate had had sex that was every
bit as hot and steamy as what she had had with Marc and Jeray. There
just weren't any videos of it.

And, Matt hated himself for what he had done, but he hated Marc more for
what he had done to Lisa, what he had made her do with Jeray. He had
seduced her and then dominated her. It was partly her fault. But Matt
suspected that Marc was now controlling Lisa, probably using the videos
to manipulate her. After Matt cleared customs, he made his way to the
arrivals pick up area and immediately spotted Lisa. His anxiety level
was very high, nervous that perhaps Marc had told her about the affair
he had been having with Kate. His stomach was turning with anxiety as he
saw Lisa spot him, smile and wave. Seeing Lisa's beauty and thinking
about how much he loved her, he was sickened by the fact that he might
lose her because of his own actions, because of his affair with Kate.
But also on his mind as he watched his beautiful wife walking quickly
towards him, was the image of her naked body intertwined with her new
black lover. The image of her body tensing and twitching in excitement
as she reached climax after climax as Marc's thick black cock pushed in
and pulled out of her pink pussy.

When she threw her arms around him and kissed him, it was as if nothing
had happened. She smelled the way she always did, her kiss was as fresh
and passionate as it always was, and yet as he kissed her back, all he
could think of was the image of Marc holding her tightly, and kissing
her passionately as her head bobbed each time Marc plunged his massive
love shaft into her. Matt's anxiety was not lost on Lisa.

"Matt, are you okay? Are you feeling alright?" She asked sincerely,
sensing that there was something very different about the way Matt
kissed her and hugged her. He seemed almost tense.

"I'm fine babe. It was just a shitty flight, gave me a freakin head
ache, sorry. How was your week? I missed you a lot you know. I really
love you babe, more than you know." And with that he kissed her and held
her hard, his eyes tearing.

"Whoa, Matt! That was hot!" Lisa said with a smile, liking Matt's kiss.
For her part, she wondered if he could sense anything different about
her. Could he somehow smell Marc on her, even though she had showered
twice to ensure that Marc's scent was not on her. She had douched
herself repeatedly, getting all of her black lover's cum out of her love
canal. And, she was waiting for Matt to see and inquire about her gold
ankle chain with the gold letter M attached to it.

They walked to the parking area and loaded Matt's bag into the car, and
he drove them to a restaurant on their way back to their townhouse. Lisa
smiled at Matt, realizing again how really handsome her husband was,
knowing that most women would die for a chance to be married to a stud
like him. And, she felt hot with guilt and shame for what she had done
with Marc and Jeray. She wondered if she had somehow gone crazy during
the week, but knew that it was more than a dream.

She knew that Marc fully intended to have her for himself, to use her,
to satisfy himself and his friends with her. And she also sensed how
Marc despised Matt and white men in general, especially white men who
happened to have everything going for them, men like Matt and Kristen's
husband Kevin. She knew that Marc would do his best to humiliate Matt,
to let him know that now they were going to share Lisa. And, she felt
that if she tried to break away from Marc, he would use the videos of
their sex against her. She would put nothing past him. Yet, at the same
time she was having these thoughts, Lisa's body was reminding her about
how sexually exciting and fulfilling it was being with Marc. He was a
magnificent lover, and she knew that sex with him was the best she had
ever had. He had aroused her and satisfied her like Matt had not done in
years.


At dinner, Lisa was surprised at how calm she was, amazing herself
because she was worried that she would be so nervous that she would do
something to make her husband aware that she had spent an entire week
being unfaithful to him, fucking first Marc and then having a
magnificent night with Jeray. But, Matt seemed not to notice anything.
If anything, he was acting more affectionate and loving and attentive to
her than he had in a long, long time. This only served to intensify her
guilt. How could she be unfaithful to a man like this. He truly loved
her, and what had she done to him? She wondered if she could ever break
free of Marc.

She wondered if her body would allow her to say no to his advances. She
was pretty sure now that he was using her for the sex and for the
purpose of humiliating Matt. But she knew in her mind that she would
find it hard to resist Marc's sexual advances, even if she did not
respect his motives. He was that good in bed, and so was Jeray for that
matter.

Worrying that Matt would ask about her gold ankle chain first, she
lifted her leg slightly off the floor saying, "Matt, do you like my new
addition to my jewelry box? It's a chain that some of the women at the
club have bought with their lover's initial attached. I noticed a few of
the girls with them and I thought I'd get one with your initial."

Matt's heart sunk when he saw the chain on Lisa's beautiful leg. His
stomach dropped because he knew that Marc had bought it, and it was
another way for Marc to be in his face about how he had seduced Lisa,
and that she was no longer just Matt's wife. She was Marc's pussy as well.

"Babe, your legs don't need a thing, but I like it, if you do." He
couldn't bring himself to say more. He smiled and went on talking about
his trip and told Lisa about how Kate's husband had dumped her. All the
while, his stomach was turning and his head was pounding as he felt his
hatred and rage toward Marc building.

Lisa was a little surprised to hear about Kate's husband. She was a
little worried in fact. She always suspected that Kate had a thing for
Matt, and now that her husband was out of the picture, she was worried
that Kate would make a move on Matt. She was then stunned by what Matt
told her next. It was as if he had read her mind.

"Look babe, I know I didn't tell you this, but I need to now. Kate went
to London with me last week. We were both assigned to the same job. I
didn't tell you because I know she bothers you, and I didn't want to
upset you. But, believe me Lisa, she's nothing to me. I love you, and
you only. So, I knew if I told you Kate was going, you'd be jealous and
pissed. I'm sorry. And she knows that I don't have any interest in her,
okay? So, I just wanted to let you know that now.

Kate's eyes widened in disbelief. Matt had just revealed that he had
traveled with Kate, and he had kept it from her. How many times had this
happened? She was pissed at first, but he assured her that it was the
first time they had traveled together. After they talked, maybe as a
result of her own guilt and of his sincerity on the issue, she believed
him and felt her own guilt swell, realizing for the first time in years,
that Matt really did feel deep love for her.

Underneath it all, Lisa wasn't sure why, but she suspected that there
was more to the Kate story than he was saying. She just had the sense.
But, she also felt a certain relief in the way he was talking to her and
looking at her, because she felt that if there had ever been anything
going on between Matt and Kate, it wasn't going on now, and her husband
truly loved her. This at once calmed her, yet further heightened her
guilt. She didn't know how she could continue on, with her guilt killing
her but knowing that Marc could manipulate her if she did not do as he
wanted.

"You know Matt, Marc has asked us to come by for drinks tomorrow night.
He's asked Kristen and Kevin as well. Kristen's joined his club now, and
she's become a totally new person, you wouldn't believe it. Maybe this
side of her was always there, and I just didn't see it. But, she's like
really into fitness, and even more."

Matt pretended to look puzzled. What do you mean; she's shown a
different side? You mean she's like just totally passionate about
fitness, all of a sudden?" Matt had seen the web site with Kristen, and
he knew that she too had given her body to several men, most of whom
were black during the past week. And, Matt had also seen Kevin and how
pathetic he looked on the site, sucking Kristen's lover til he came.
And, Matt's stomach churned with anxiety because he knew that Marc was
going to try to manipulate him into servicing his gay black friend, and
probably taping it and holding it over his head.

"Well, yes she's passionate about fitness, but she's also done some
other stuff that I never thought she would do, but she's really gotten
into it during the past week and she and Kevin seem to be having a good
time with it." This was Lisa's way of easing Matt into the swinging or
wife sharing that she knew Marc would bring up the next night at his
place. She wanted Matt to be prepared, and she wanted him to think that
it was much more common than either of them had ever thought.

"What are you talking about exactly, babe? Are she and Kevin both going
to Marc's club?" He continued to play dumb.

"Well actually, Marc and his friends, and actually a lot of the people
at the club are into swinging, or wife swapping, and it seems as though
Kristen and Kevin joined the club and got right into it in a big way. I
mean, I was really surprised when Kristen told me, but it seems as
though both she and Kevin have already swapped or had threesomes with a
few people in the last ten days. What's more, quiet little Kristen would
amaze you. She says she loves it, and so does Kevin. I mean, he's so
quiet, who would ever think. I guess he even got into some bi stuff with
one of Kristen's lovers. Who would have thought?

"Whoa! I can't believe it! I mean, I know people swing and swap, but not
Kristen and Kevin. They just seem too conservative and quiet. So, do you
think Marc is asking us with Kristen and Kevin because he wants us to
swap or swing too? Is that what you're saying?" He made it easy for her.

"He didn't say as much, but I think Marc likes white women, and I am
pretty sure he's had sex with a lot of the women at the club, and I
would not be surprised if he's even had it with Kristen. But yeah, I
think he'd like to see if we're open to it. I'm not sure exactly what he
has planned, but nothing would surprise me with him. He's a great
trainer, but I get the impression he's done a lot of swinging and
swapping on his own.

Matt looked directly into Lisa's eyes and asked, "So do you think he's
invited us over so he can get into your pants? I doubt he wants me. Has
he come on to you? Do you think he wants to do a threesome with us or
see us swap with Kevin and Kristen? I mean, I'm not sure what's up here.
And babe, are you bringing this up just to warn me, or do you have some
interest swinging with Kevin or Marc yourself?"

Lisa's eyes widened. "I'm not sure what he'll say or want to do, but I
just figured I would float it out there. I mean, I love the work outs
and the club, and I've never really thought about sharing my handsome
husband with another woman, but a lot of couples do it, and we don't
have to but I don't want to go if it's going to make the night awkward
for all of us. But, I thought I would warn you ahead of time. We don't
have to go, Matt."

But Matt knew that they did have to go. He had to go because Marc would
tell Lisa about his affair before he had a chance to, and Lisa had to go
because Marc would surely use the videos against her. "Wow! Who would've
thought? I don't know babe. How do you feel? I don't want to share you,
but we've never talked about this. Do you want to share me, would that
turn you on? Or, do you want to try a road test with another guy, with
Marc? I saw the way he looked at you before I left for London. He
definitely wants you babe. Do you want him too?

Lisa blushed. "You know, until Kristen told me how exciting it was, I
guess I never thought about it, but now I have, and I guess I would try
it if you would. I've always been pretty conservative, but if she could
try it, so could I. As for you, you've already had way more experience.
And, I'm not sure how I would react to seeing you with another woman, or
with a guy for that matter, like Kevin. But, if you wanted to try it, we
could. Would that be something you could do?"

"Babe, I can do anything you want to do. It sounds like Kristen has
planted the seed, and you want to try it with someone other than me.
Maybe Kristen likes it so much because Kevin's got a tiny dick, who
knows? But Lisa, I can hold my own in that department. I might not be
hung like one of those black dudes, but I am close to eight........and
you excite me so much, I stretch to ten when we do it." Matt finished
with a broad smile. "But babe, are you sure you want to do this? This
has come out of no where, is someone putting pressure on you, is Kristen
or Marc? Matt knew the answer to his question, and he looked into Lisa's
eyes, but she could not hold his gaze, and she looked away.

"Matt, we don't have to, really. I guess Kristen has kind of said they
all are doing it, that it's no big deal, and that she really likes the
variety, so does Kevin. She said he's done stuff she never thought he
would. She said the first time it happened was right after she went to
Marc's place the day after she joined his club. She and Kevin stopped
by, and smoked a little, drank a little, got relaxed, ant boom! Before
they knew it, they were screwing someone else.!

"We can think about it, and go if we want, but we don't have to do
anything. But to be honest, I think Marc does want to do it with me.
He's always giving me looks. And he is kind of cute you know, even if he
is black." She finished with a smile, looking for Matt's reaction.

"Lisa, I love you a lot! I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want.
Just remember, at the end of the day, it's you and me baby, just you and
me." He said this, and it tore into Lisa's heart, knowing that she had
been fucking Marc all week, and she was afraid of what his plans were
for the future.

Lisa smiled and took Matt's hand. "I love you Matt  a lot! At the end
of the day, it's just you and me, no matter what!"

Matt and Lisa finished at the restaurant and drove straight to their
townhouse. That night, Matt made love to Lisa in a way that was
reminiscent of their first time ever. As her handsome and very muscular
husband lay atop her naked body, Lisa was blown away by Matt's passion
for her, his attention with his mouth to every part of her body. He
began by kissing her gently at first, then his kissing increased in
intensity, as she felt his fingers slide to her pulsing pussy lips,
touching her softly, circling, and finally sliding into her drenched
love canal.

As he continued to kiss her, his fingers explored her pussy, causing her
to tingle and twitch at his touch. His mouth covered hers, his tongue
probing deep into her mouth, dancing with her tongue. His left hand
gently touched her right breast, pinching her nipple softly with his
fingers. For her part, Lisa was stunned and loving it. Matt had not
shown her this quality of loving for what seemed like years.

Her body was racing ahead of her mind; her pussy was dripping with
excitement. Her hands were stroking up and down her husband's muscled
torso, squeezing his ass cheeks, his upper muscled thighs, his
beautifully trim waist, and running up and down his broad back. Where
had this Matt been all of this time, but he was back, and she loved it.
She could feel his thick manhood, and while it clearly was not what
Marc's was in terms of size, it was nonetheless a full and thick eight
inches of white manhood which she had fallen in love with the first time
she let it take her virginity.

His fingers continued to encourage her building orgasm and Lisa wanted
his beautiful white cock which was thinner at the head than Marc's was,
but it tapered out to a very thick shaft at its base, and felt so
wonderful when it was buried to the hilt of her vagina.

She tried to move her body into position under Matt, trying to give him
the hint that it was time for him to fuck her with his white love wand.
But he would have no part of it. Instead, he shifted his body, placed
his hands behind her knees and raised her legs up, giving his mouth free
access to her now glistening wet vagina. His fingers rotated on the nub
of her pussy as he inserted his tongue, lapping her juices, twirling
around her labia, darting into her vagina. His eyes took note of the
hickey on her inner thigh that Marc had left, as if a sign to Matt that
he had claimed Lisa's cunt for his own. But Matt ignored it. Instead, he
licked and massaged his beautiful white wife until he felt her hands
grasp the back of his head, pulling it into her womanhood.

Lisa's body shook with the orgasm. It trembled, it twitched, it spasmed
and shook. But Matt continued to lick. She cried out for him to stop, as
her vagina throbbed and pulsed with pleasure, but he ignored her. She
didn't want him to stop, but she was embarrassed by the depth of her
orgasm. Never before had she reached this point with Matt  or with
anyone else.

Still holding his wife' legs in the air, Matt positioned his thick,
milky white veined shaft at the edge of Lisa's love canal. He pushed its
head just through the outer opening.

"Please, Matt. Fuck me! Now! I want you in me Matt. Please!! Ever so
slowly, Matt pushed himself into his wife, retaking, reclaiming for his
own, her violated white cunt. With ever inch of her husband's cock,
Lisa's excitement grew, her body was responding like a child being
teased with candy, wanting it all but being given only a little at a time.

"I love you, babe. I really do! I want you to know that. You feel so
fuckin' good to me, Lisa!" And with that, Matt drove the rest of his
white shaft deep into his beautiful wife. She gasped at first because he
seemed like a different lover. He cock seemed thicker, harder. But then
she remembered the familiar feel of his hard and beautifully toned white
body as he settled atop of her and retook her love canal. He held still
at first, savoring the feel of his beautiful wife's womanhood. And then
he began fucking her, slowly, methodically.

He raised himself up at an angle above her and looked into her eyes as
he fucked her. She was sweating beneath him, and was clearly on her way
to another orgasm, one which she was afraid would happen before he
reached his own. Her body was moving, jerking with each plunge of his
white love shaft.

"Matt, fuck me hard! Please, fuck me hard! I love you!"

He smiled and rammed himself hard into his wife/lover. She gasped and he
then slammed in and out of her now drenched vagina, watching her as she
gave into her new orgasm. Lisa lay back, her hands placed on Matt's
waist, holding his muscled mid body. She closed her eyes and relished
the feel of her incredible white lover, driving out any thought of Marc.
This was the Matt she knew years ago, and he was back, and she so loved
his feel.

Finally, while Lisa was still twitching with her climax, Matt's body
tensed, and he shot his thick strands of gooey white cum deep into his
wife/lover.

"I love you babe. I really love you!" He collapsed onto his wife and
held his thick white manhood deep within her. He did not soften. Lisa
wrapped her arms tightly around Matt's beautiful body, and she savored
the feel of her husband/lover. Tears streamed down her face.

" I love you too, Matt." I really do!

They stayed that way for a long time. Finally, still very hard, Matt
pulled out of Lisa. "We have to talk, babe." Lisa looked into his eyes
and she somehow knew that he knew about Marc and her.

"I know we do, Matt. I love you a lot, and I'm afraid, and I'm sorry."

"Me too. I'm afraid, and I'm sorry too." He looked into her eyes, and
she saw the tears on his face.


Chapter 12

Matt was sitting up in bed totally naked. His head was turned slightly
toward Lisa, and she took in his handsome face and beautiful male body.
His eyes were bloodshot from his tears, and the look on his strikingly
handsome face was a mixture of hurt and fear.

His back was arched against the pillow he had propped behind himself and
his lean and taut torso curved downward toward the mattress. Lisa noted
the finely shaped and toned muscles of his abdomen, and as her eyes took
in his mid section, smooth and flat leading to his flaccid but still
thick white love meat, she wondered what ever made her stray from her
handsome husband. His thick white cock swelled to about eight throbbing
inches when fully excited, a wonderfully satisfying tool of his which
blended perfectly with his model looks, and his finely crafted and
muscled body.

He was moderately hairy, not overly so. He had some light swatches of
hair on his muscled pecs, just the right amount. And his abs featured
slightly darker hair which seemed to grow toward the center line of his
beautifully defined abdominal muscles, and then formed a very dark line
going to his naval and from there to the pubic hair surrounding his
beautiful cock with its very thick white mushroom.

Matt's right hand was resting on Lisa's upper thigh -- and she loved the
feel of his hand on her body -- and Matt loved the feel of Lisa's body
as well. She looked now at his thick forearm with its light brown hair
and then up at his nicely muscled bicep and shoulder. Lisa looked at her
naked husband and realized again how many women had made passes at him
over these past several years, some even when she was present. And now,
she finally learned that he had shared his beautiful body, his handsome
face, and his magnificent white cock with one of these women. She was
stunned, hurt, and she felt totally empty for the first time in her
marriage. She was shocked to hear that Matt and Kate had been having sex
for months, and she had not a clue about it. It hurt her to think that
Matt was making love to someone else, and she wondered what she had done
to cause him to seek satisfaction elsewhere. It worried her that he had
found someone else to share his body with, someone he enjoyed fucking.

Matt had prefaced his confession by telling Lisa bluntly that he had had
an affair, and that it was over. He also told her that he knew about her
and Marc and Jeray, but he said he thought that his own actions were
probably what drove Lisa to do what she had done with Marc. He said that
he had been paying less attention to her, and that's what caused her to
join Marc's gym in the first place. Then, he went on to share an outline
of how he and Kate had ended up having a four month long affair. He said
that he never thought that Lisa would find out, and so he never thought
she'd be hurt. But, he told her that the minute it became clear to him
that Marc had seduced her, he said only then did he realize how
important to him she really was, and that he could not bear to lose her.

Lisa wept, almost hysterically at times, as Matt continued his story,
partly because the thought of her husband making love to another woman
was so painful for her to consider -- in her mind she could see Matt
naked with Kate, making love. But, she also felt awful because she
realized how much the videos of Marc and her must have hurt Matt. Her
hatred for Marc was almost uncontrollable within her now. How could that
bastard have taunted Matt with videos of them making love. It was one
thing that he had even recorded their sex, and she realized now that
that's just what it really was, sex, not love making. But, the very
thought of taunting Matt with the movies was cruel. Now, Lisa realized
that Marc would bribe her and Matt with the movies, forcing them to do
as he wanted them to do. He would no longer try to calm her, to make her
think that he really cared for her and that the videos were just a
mistake, or that none of her friends would never visit his website so it
didn't really matter. He would now simply ignore her complaints and
smile at her, knowing that he had both her and Matt where he wanted
them. They'd do what he wanted, and she knew that he'd make her have sex
with him in front of Matt. What's more, she knew that once Marc started
touching her, and fucking her, that he'd control her, that her body
would respond to his, she couldn't help it. And, in reality she thought
she'd die if he ever sent them to her friends or worse, her family. What
they would think of her, she wondered.

But even as Lisa felt the hatred for Marc welling up within herself, she
also realized and was worried by the fact that the sex she had had with
him was truly like no sex she had ever had previously with Matt. And,
the sex with Jeray was every bit as satisfying as sex had been with
Marc, perhaps even more so. Lisa felt a certain shame that while her
mind was telling her what a cruel and awful person Marc was, her body
was telling her that it was still very much physically attracted to this
remarkably handsome and well built and incredibly hung black stud. And
the same went for Jeray.

Having had sex with each of these men meant for Lisa that she now
expected a lot more from a man sexually. And then she realized that the
sex she had just had with Matt was every bit as exciting for her as what
she had had with Marc and Jeray. But this was the first time in a long
time that their love making had been that good for the two of them. In
fact, Lisa thought that the sex she had just had with Matt was perhaps
the best she had ever had with him. As her thoughts changed back to her
husband, Lisa felt so awful, so ashamed of herself. She felt so badly
about hurting Matt, so bad that he had seen her videos with Marc and Jeray.

What's more, Lisa knew that the movies must have been especially hurtful
to Matt because she knew that they showed her being totally and
willingly ravaged by her black lovers. Her body's reactions to Marc and
Jeray were almost like those of an animal seeking more and more physical
gratification. She had seen some of the video footage, and she was
herself amazed at how obvious it was that these two men were completely
satisfying a very sex hungry white woman who seemed as though she could
not have enough of them, of their bodies, of their magnificently thick
black cocks.

"Lis, he wants us there tomorrow night. He's going to want to fuck you
in front of me, and I don't know if I can stand that, babe. I know that
ultimately this is all my fault, but I don't know how much more I can
take. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you Lis, and I know if we don't
do what he wants, he's going to use those videos to hurt us. I'm just
sick thinking about him fucking you again Lis. It makes my head pound.
And what really hurts most Lis, what really hurts is I think you're
going to like it once he starts. It's like your body and you cannot
resist the guy. That's what really hurts, Lis." With that he hung his
head and tears dripped from his eyes. And then he continued with his
head hung in defeat.

And while he's fucking you, he wants me to let some black dude, some gay
black dude, do whatever he wants to with me. In fact, that bastard Marc
suggested that I suck his cock clean after he fucks you. He said Kevin
did it for Kristen, and that I should for you. This prick is sick, Lis.
He hates white guys, and he uses white women. Lis, we have to figure
something out to stop this black fuck. He'll make us his slaves if we
don't stop him. He'll make you a whore for his black friends, and he'll
humiliate me where ever he can." Then with tears streaming down his
face, Matt looked again at his wife.

"I'm not sure what happened to Kevin, but that guy is totally fucked.
From what you've told me, he seems to like letting Kristen be fucked by
black guys, or anyone else for that matter.

Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes once again. "I know that he wants to
humiliate you, Matt. I know that. And, as far as Kevin goes, Marc seems
to look down on him because Kevin actually likes watching his wife with
other guys, but at the same time, Marc seems to like humiliating Kevin
with anything bizarre that he can think of for him to do. I don't want
you to do anything Matt. This is also my fault, and if he wants to use
the movies against me, I guess I will just have to suck it up and deal
with it. But Matt, what do I do if he sends them to my parents. It will
kill them to see me like that, and it will kill them to know that you
and I are probably done. I just can't stand the thought of hurting them
too. This is all my fault Matt. I'm so sorry!" She dissolved into sobs,
and Matt put his arms around her beautiful naked body.

"Babe, don't! This isn't all your fault. Mostly, it's mine. I hate that
bastard for doing this to us. And, if he gets me to do stuff with his
gay friend, you can be sure he's going to video that as well. And, if he
forces me to suck his cock after he's fucked you, that will be on video
too. I hate that bastard more than I can say! I just wish I could turn
the tables on him. Then, we could be done with him.

Matt held Lisa as she sobbed, kissing her, touching her body all over.
He noted the deep black and purple hickey Marc had left at the base of
her neck. And he felt anger and jealousy in his stomach. Lisa's hand
reached over to Matt's cock, and she massaged it, feeling it swell and
grow. She loved Matt, she knew that, and she felt awful for what she had
done. Matt rolled on top of Lisa, and she felt his hard cock pushing
into her abdomen. He kissed her gently, and he wiped away her tears.
"We'll get through this babe. I'm sorry. We'll figure something out."
And, then Lisa felt Matt's thick eight inches of white granite push into
her, and she looked into his eyes, and he into hers. She felt him push
in deep, and she loved him for still loving her. He felt so good in there.

They fucked and fucked, and then fucked some more. It felt so good for
Lisa to have Matt in bed with her. Then he asked, "Lis, do you still
have that valium you had for you knee? You didn't end up using it
because it was too strong. You still have it right?

Lisa looked puzzled, but answered that she still had nearly the entire
prescription. "You know that stuff is just like roofie's that guys used
in college to make their dates feel good and drowsy. Suppose when we go
to Marc's tomorrow, I slip a couple of those into his beer, see what his
reaction is? I mean, he's bigger than you, they won't knock him out, but
they will probably make him a pretty happy piece of shit. If it works,
he won't care what he does or who he does it with...And, just think, you
can video it while it's happening, making sure you send it to my account
and yours, so we have a video record of his little get together.

As Matt spoke, his handsome smile broadened, and his cock seemed to grow
hard yet again deep in Lisa's drenched pussy. "Matt, that might be
dangerous. Are you sure?

"Lis, I'll start the prick off with one, then another if the first
doesn't bother him. You just hold him off from sex til we see if it's
going to work. If the first gets him sleepy, just a little, then we
should be okay. Who knows, maybe we'll let horny boy Kevin get his cock
sucked this time? That would be perfect.

Suppose it doesn't work Matt? Then what? Do we have to let him do what
he wants? I don't see any other way, I'm afraid Matt. But I want to try
it, I hate him now, I really hate what he's done to me in only a week.

Lisa and Matt made their plan, talked about it, and inside of their
hearts hoped that it would work. They made love all night long that
night, falling off to sleep from time to time, then reawakening and
fucking still more. It had been a long time since Matt had really looked
at his wife and taken in her true beauty. Now, as he fucked her tonight,
he realized what he had been missing for so many months, and he was
sickened that another man's cock had been deep inside Lisa. But, he
planned to make it up to her.

"Marc, please wait!! Pleeeeaaassee Marc....Can't you wait just a
little....OH, OH, Marc, Pleee...OH MARC! I caaaaaannnn't......OH MY GOD,
MARC.......YES!!!OH, OH...MY GOD MARC!! OH YES!!! ." Lisa's efforts at
dissuading her black lover from ramming his thick and long black love
shaft deep into her drenched vagina dissolved into cries of pleasure and
lustfulness, and she moved her hands from trying to push his beautifully
ripped, naked black body away from her to embracing her dark skinned
lover, holding his muscled body tightly to her own. All the while,
Marc's lips sucked at the base of her tender white neck, near her collar
bone, leaving yet another huge black and blue hickey deeply imbedded,
and clearly visible to anyone also sitting in the warm bubbling hot tub
in Marc's great room.

Now, Marc was pounding his hard black onyx shaft into and out of Lisa's
lust moistened love chute, bouncing her soft body up and down in his
lap. Her back was now facing him, and so she was looking directly toward
her husband Matt's eyes as Marc's cock was ravaging her vagina once
again. Lisa could not bear to look at Matt. Instead, she kept her eyes
closed tightly. But, try as she might, she could not conceal the deep,
deep pleasure that Marc's thick, hard, jet black shaft was affording her
stretched pussy, even as his dark palms held her beautiful white breasts
tightly. His cock was swelled harder and thicker than usual with the
pleasure of taking Lisa's body even as her pathetic white husband
watched in disbelief, and even as Lisa herself had half-heartedly tried
to ward off her black lover's advances, hoping to mitigate Matt's
humiliation. But, as Matt caught painful glimpses of Lisa's pleasure
pounding, his own cock was being ridden joyfully by Lisa's friend
Kristen, who had turned the corner on sexual promiscuity only a week
earlier at the hands of her young black lover.

But, Marc would not be denied, and Lisa's body was over ruling her mind.
For his part, Matt couldn't stop his own granite hard erection, as
Kristen's hungry hands played with his white meat, impressive for a
white man, she thought to herself as she straddled her friend's handsome
husband while her own pathetic mate sat smiling, watching as his wife
had mounted her friend's buffed out husband, and while Marc had moved in
quickly on the beautiful Lisa.

Actually, it was Kevin, Kristen's husband who had suggested that the
five of them swing together. This was during their first round of drinks
and some weed. He said that they all might enjoy swinging as a group
activity in the soothing waters of the spa. Marc had put Kevin up to it,
and it was the beginning of a long night for all of them.

Matt had jumped at the chance to help with the drinks, and had deftly
slipped a crushed valium into Marc's drink. But, he had barely consumed
a third of his drink before the swap took place. Lisa tried to get Marc
to drink, but once she had moved next to him, and Kristen next to Matt,
the fun began.

Matt found Kristen and her love making efforts hard to resist. And now,
as he watched Lisa's body, her obviously pleasured face, the way she was
gyrating her hips on her black lover, he decided to make Kristen's
experience a memorable one for her and for him. All the while he stared
at Marc's smiling face, and he felt his hatred for the man grow. Marc
had smiled at Matt, winked at him, and deliberately pounded Lisa's
beautiful body even more forcefully with his rigid black invader,
causing Lisa to whimper in pleasure.

"Let's drink to the ladies, Matty!" Marc announced, taking his drink and
raising it to Matt, and then downing it all at once. Matt saw his
chance. He jumped up, leaving Kristen sitting now on the seat of the
spa. He raised his glass and downed his own drink. His cock stood
straight out at a ninety degree angle from his body and Kristen reached
for it as he drank his drink. "Matt, get back here, we're not finished!

"I'll be right back, babe, just want to get another round for Marc and
me." Matt smiled at Marc as if he did not care that the man was fucking
his wife. He quickly went for two more drinks, this time popping two
pills into Marc's drink.

"Hurry back Matt, you've got me so horned up, and I've wanted to fuck
you forever you know." She looked over at Kevin and smiled at her
husband. "Well I have, honey. I just didn't think you'd let me. But now
that I know, I'm going to make up for lost time. But, I still love you
most, Kev." She offered to her pathetic husband who was really only half
paying attention, and mostly watching a beautifully naked Lisa as she
ground her cunt in circles on Marc's thick black love shaft.

Marc smiled and then used his hands to lift Lisa at the hips so as to
turn her so she faced him. Almost as if in a sex induced trance, Lisa
lifted herself up and swiveled around on Marc's thick cock and then
settled back down onto it with a gasp of pleasure. She did not look at
Marc, instead moving her lips to his and embracing him as she kissed her
lover passionately while her husband was getting the drinks.

"I like the fact the Matty knows his place so well. When we're together
in the future, he'll be getting a lot of stuff for us, so he may as well
get used to it." Lisa ignored this and gyrated her cunt in circles on
Marc's rock hard shaft. She felt an incredible orgasm growing, and she
wanted it to happen without any delays. The fact that Matt was there,
the fact that she really hated Marc, really made no difference to her
now. His cock was so thoroughly satisfying her lust that she wanted
nothing more than to allow it to work its magic in her pussy yet again.

Marc, knowing that Lisa was about to cum, ignored his lover's obvious
wishes. "You fucked him last night, didn't you? And when you came in
here tonight, you really didn't want to fuck me, because you still think
you love him. And yet, look what you're doing right now. You've given
your beautiful white body totally to its black master once again so you
can be fully satisfied in a way he never can make you feel. You thought
you loved Matt last night and today, but right now your body is telling
you that it prefers this black dick to Matty's inferior little pecker.
Although, he's not bad for a white dude, and Kristen certainly has taken
a liking to him.

Oh Lisa, what's become of Matty's pretty white wife? I think she's
turned into a slut for my black cock is what's become of her." All the
while, Lisa was only half hearing what Marc was saying, mostly because
she wanted to cum before the relaxation drug worked on him, she wanted
one more orgasm with her black lover, and she wanted it badly.

When Matt returned, he found that Lisa had repositioned herself on her
lover, and the two of them were kissing passionately, clearly his cock
still imbedded deep within her. He was at once jealous and angry.
Jealous that Marc had this power to control Lisa with his body, and
angry that Lisa was so totally into fucking him. But the thought
occurred to him that he really deserved this after what he had been
doing with Kate for the last four months.

"Let's drink another!!" Matt smiled at Marc, and downed his own weak
drink. Marc smiled and quickly downed his as well.

"Kevin, can you get the next round for us?" Matt asked, feeling that
with three valium and yet another drink in him, Marc would soon be
ready, and their plan might yet work. He noted that as he sat back down
in the warm waters of the spa, Lisa's eyes looked over to see if he and
Kristen were making out again. She seemed to frown a bit when she saw
Kristen move right in on Matt, kissing him passionately on the lips.


Kristen instantly grabbed her new lover's cock and guided it to her
mouth, quickly rejuvenating it to its full steel hard erection. "Fuck me
Matt. I need to feel you in me now." She said, wanting him very much.
Only then did Lisa's eyes open and catch a look at her handsome husband
with his cock in Kristen's mouth, but she closed them quickly and ground
even harder on Marc.


Chapter 13

Matt was absolutely pissed seeing Lisa getting into it so much with
Marc. As he watched her with her black lover, it almost seemed as though
she was more aggressive than she needed to be. It was obvious that she
was totally enjoying grinding her cunt on his cock. At the same time,
Matt noticed that Marc appeared to be more mellow. His eyes looked a bit
glassy, and he had a pretty stupid smile on his face. It almost seemed
like he was starting to zone out, but it did not appear that Lisa had
really noticed it yet.

For his part, Matt let Kristen settle down on his thick white cock with
the "magnificent mushroom" that Kristen loved so well. She possessed a
perfectly sculpted body, and her tits were exceptional he thought. She
didn't seem to care that he was not paying all of his attention to her
because she had managed to get his cock as hard as steel. When she
applied her lips to his and kissed him passionately, he found himself
kissing her back, hard and more aggressively, forgetting for the moment
Lisa and Marc.

Kristen's moaning and gasps were a clear sign that Matt's love shaft was
doing the trick and she was about to climax. He was not there yet
because he had been thinking about his wife and Marc. However, Matt
worried to himself that when he shot his cum into Kristen, he hoped that
she was on the pill or had some type of protection going, because he
sure as hell did not want to be the lucky dad in this situation. But
now, watching Lisa doing her best to ride Marc's cock to some kind of an
orgasm, Matt decided to slam his cock hard into Kristen til he came,
giving her a stiff shaft right through her orgasm and beyond.

As Matt saw Lisa's back and body start to quiver and shake, he realized
that she had managed to make herself cum on her now very mellow lover.
She moaned and sighed contentedly, and Matt knew her body was now
satisfied. Yet, even now, she did not get off Marc. Matt noted as he
pounded Kristen repeatedly, even as she screamed that she was amazed at
his staying power, that his wife was savoring the aftermath of cumming
on Marc. Matt knew that Lisa's body had become addicted to her black
lover's thick passion club. He knew he had to change that.

Lisa turned and her eyes widened in awe and a touch of jealousy and
anger at the sight of Matt pounding Kirsten. She looked to the side and
saw Kevin watching his wife and Matt, as he jerked himself, and appeared
close to cumming.

"No Kevin, don't!", Lisa almost screamed. "Save it for Marc. He wants
you to jerk off on his face in his bedroom. He had to have a couple of
stiff drinks to get himself there, but he said he wants to go to the
bedroom and do stuff in there with you and Matt."

Matt's throbbing and thick white cock had just that moment shot the
first of several thick ropes of cum into Kevin's wife's love chute. But
he stared at Lisa, while simultaneously jamming his hard shaft as far as
he could into his totally spent lover. Kristen was breathless and her
head and body hung atop of her new best lover. Matt looked at Lisa, and
she nodded at him, and smiled.

"He's ready, he said he had to have a couple, or he'd never have the
guts to do it. But he wants you and Kevin to have some fun with him."
Kristen's head jerked up and looked at Lisa and Marc in utter disbelief.

Matt and Kevin helped a somewhat groggy, but definitely not out of it,
Marc into his bedroom. While his thick black shaft was not totally erect
any longer, it was certainly still thick and swollen from the attention
it had received from his white lover. Kevin appeared to be thrilled at
the prospect of spending some "quality" time with Marc, and he went to
work immediately as he straddled the ripped black stud. For his part,
Marc didn't resist at all, he just seemed to be accepting the fact that
Kevin was about to insert his stiff white shaft into his mouth.

Matt told Kevin to have some fun alone with him. He said that Marc had
said he really wanted "to get a white boy's cock up the ass", and Matt
said that he hoped Kevin would be up to it because he was not sure if
that was his thing. He told Kevin he'd give him an hour or so, but not
to tire Marc out completely.

Leaving the room, Matt smiled as he noted Kevin straddling Marc's torso,
placing his throbbing five inch shaft at the black bastard's lips. Matt
went immediately to Marc's office, and went to work removing all files
of Lisa and her two black lovers from the various places Marc had stored
them. In the meantime, he switched from time to time to the live cam and
smiled. During one such viewing, Matt was surprised to see that Kevin
had somehow gotten his black toy boy on all fours and was lubing his
ass. Matt watched as a very excited Kevin shoved his manhood into a very
compliant Marc. At that very moment, Matt heard Kristen and Lisa talking
with what sounded like a guy out in the great room. He went out to see
Jeray for the first time in person.

Introductions took place, and Jeray could see that Matt had no use for
him. Jeray was puzzled because Marc had told him earlier that both Lisa
and Matt had wanted to swing that night, and Lisa had specifically
requested Jeray join them with Matt's permission.

Matt, wanting to let Jeray know that the tables were turned,
intentionally cautioned him not to disturb Kevin and Marc. "But you can
watch them on live cam, if you want"

Incredulous, Jeray went into the study and all Kristen, Lisa, and Matt
could hear were phrases like: "What the fuck!!!, Holy Shit!, and I can't
fucking believe it!!"

Jeray quickly returned with a very serious look on his face. "I had no
idea, no idea. I can't freaking believe my eyes. I gotta get out of
here. This shit is too much for me. I'm not into this stuff. I'm just
not. Sorry, not sure what you guys were expecting, but I don't get into
it with dudes. Does he cam all of this shit? I had no idea. And now he's
camming himself! Lisa, did he cam us this week? I bet he did! That
bastard! What the fuck is going on here?! This is too fuckin weird for me."

"Are you sure, Jeray? Because, Marc specifically asked that we tell you
he wants you to join them? I'm sure he's going to be disappointed if you
leave." Matt finished with a broad smile.

Jeray's eyes almost popped out. "Dude! Really, I don't get into that
shit! Not me! Trust me, I'm freakin stunned that he does. I'm outta
here! Look Lisa, sorry. I mean, I really wanted to do it with you,
especially after last time, but this whole thing is too strange. Oh and
Lisa, I don't know about you, but what we did earlier this week, I
didn't do for any camera. Trust me, you're so freakin' hot, I loved it!
And I was looking forward to more tonight, but I think I walked in on
something that I didn't know anything about. So thanks Lisa, gotta go."
And then turning to Matt, "Dude, good to meet you. And thanks for
sharing. But, if I had a babe like Lisa for my wife, I don't think I
could let anyone else touch her." Jeray left, never realizing that Matt
and Lisa did not have an open marriage, or at least neither one had
planned to have one.

Matt winked at Lisa and then Kristen offered: "I'm with Jeray. I had no
idea that Marc swings both ways. I think I'm going to get Kevin and call
it a night. I don't want Kevin to get any ideas about this." But then,
Kristen smiled at Matt and looked at Lisa and said: "Lisa, anytime you
want to get together, you know, just Matt and you and Kevin and me. I'd
love it. Matt, it was perfect, just perfect!" She smiled broadly at Matt
and winked at him. She rose and reached for her towel.

"Perfect end to a perfect night! How do you think Marc will react in the
morning?" Lisa asked Matt.

"He won't be too sore. Kevin's not that big, you know." He winked and
smiled at Lisa, kissing her deeply on the lips. "And, you had a hell of
a nerve grinding out one last orgasm on his lap, Lis."

"And you weren't having a good time with Kristen? That's why I did it!"
But she knew that was a lie. "Let's get out of here, Matt." The handsome
couple left as Kristen was retrieving her husband.

The pictures would be excellent, Matt thought. He had had the live cam
sent the pics only to his email, thinking that he'd use them at another
time if he needed to. Now he and Lisa could write Marc out of their life
story completely, without any fear of him bribing them again.

Six days later, Lisa and Matt were working on picking up their lives,
talking. They had each taken off a couple of days from work, and they
both had really enjoyed reconnecting with one another both emotionally
and sexually. As they lay together on their bed naked and sweaty, having
just finished making love for the fifth time that morning, Lisa dripping
Matt's cum from her warm and swollen pussy lips, and Matt with his cock
still mostly hard, the doorbell chimed from downstairs.

The reconnected lovers stared into one another's eyes. Matt smiled and
said, "I'll get it babe. I'll just throw on a robe, and you can rest up
for our next round." Lisa took in her husband's beautiful form, his
still swollen cock with its thick mushroom, shiny with the residue of
her love juices and his own cum, and she felt a surge of lust for this
handsome man. They had both cried a lot at first, but slowly over the
past several days, they had reignited their sexual desire for one
another, and Lisa had almost forgotten entirely about Marc and Jeray.

As Matt opened the door, he noted the delivery man getting back into his
van. On the top step was a beautiful arrangement of a dozen roses and
greens with a white envelope with Lisa's name written on it.

Puzzled and a little anxious as to where the flowers originated, Matt
brought them to his still naked wife as she lay in bed. "I think you've
got an admirer out there babe. These are for you, and I know I didn't
send them." Matt handed Lisa the envelope as she looked over the
beautiful arrangement Matt placed on her dresser.

Opening the envelope, Lisa read a short note from Jeray. "Lisa, I've
pieced together what happened to you at Marc's. I didn't realize what he
had done with his cams, and I didn't know anything about what he was
planning to do with his videos. Except, I know he was using them against
you and Matt. I just want you to know that I had nothing to do with any
of it, and I'm sorry that he used us in one of his little money making
live cam deals.

Just want you to know Lisa, you're a classy lady and I loved our night
together. I wasn't acting for the cam, and I know you weren't either.
I'll just remember it as special for both of us. All I could think of to
send you was flowers. Love, Jeray."

Lisa smiled and said to her husband. "He's so sweet, Matt. These are
from Jeray. He had no idea what was going on, he was being used too.
Here, read this." As she handed Matt the note, she saw his swollen cock,
revealed by his open robe. And, as thick as Matt's cock was, she felt a
gush of lust as she remembered Jeray's massive black and veiny penis,
which even soft was thicker and longer than Matt's partially swollen cock.

For just a moment, Lisa remembered the feel of her young lover's
throbbing onyx shaft deep inside of her, and of his smooth muscled body
on top of hers. She recalled his gentle and then more aggressive
lovemaking, and his kissing her. She remembered that he looked directly
into her eyes as he pumped in and out of her, making her orgasm before
he did. And then as her body shuddered and shook through a wonderful
orgasm, she remembered how he closed his eyes as he came in her and his
thickly muscled neck seemed to swell even thicker as he climaxed.

Lisa recalled that first orgasm with Jeray because it was even more
satisfying and intense than those she had been having with Marc. She
never knew that sex could be as deeply satisfying until that first time
with Jeray. At that point, Lisa had thought that only Marc could draw
that kind of a physical response from her body. And now, Jeray had done
even better.

Lisa shook her musings off. And, now as she stood there with Matt, she
thought of how wonderful sex had been with him during the last several
days. He was totally passionate about her once again. She knew he loved
her and was sorry for what he had done. But, her body also told her that
no matter how satisfying sex had been with Matt during these past six
days, it was still not up to what it had been with Jeray. With him,
there had just been some incredible chemistry. And now, the nice note
and flowers proved he really was a sweet guy and her pussy couldn't
forget how exciting it had been with him.

She felt her body shudder again with a wave of lust and desire. This was
strange for Lisa. During all of her married years, she had wanted only
Matt. He was the only man she had ever been with and she knew that he
was an exceptionally good looking man, why wouldn't she want him? She
liked the fact that other women envied her. And during their married
life, she had always ignored the many men who had tried to flirt with
her or to make a pass at her. But now that she had allowed herself to be
bedded by two men, two black men with huge black cocks, she had memories
that she was finding hard to keep stored away in some remote place in
her mind.


Over the past few days, she had thought about Marc and Jeray many times.
Intellectually, she hated Marc because he had used her and had tried to
manipulate her. But she also knew that her body loved his feel, the way
he had made love to her, they way he had dominated her. She felt that
the magnificent orgasms that he had brought her to were almost worth
putting up with his real intention of humiliating Matt, and ultimately
making her a white slut for a black master.

But when she thought of Jeray, it was different. It was really about
feeling that this remarkably handsome young black stud truly wanted her
because he felt she had a beautiful body. He made her feel ten years
younger. What's more, his youthful body, his magnificent black penis,
his ability to be both gentle and aggressive sexually made her body
shiver with desire at the thought of him.

Lisa's mind spent more than a few moments remembering her youthful black
lover. She felt her loins responding to the visual images of his face,
his medium brown skinned, naked body and the magnificent cock that her
mind's eye brought into view. Her thoughts were interrupted by Matt.

"Babe, it's nice of him to do this and to think of you. But, we're over
those two and we're over Kate. We don't need any reminders of any of
them around us Babe."

Lisa's eyes widened in surprise. It was clear that Matt didn't want her
to keep Jeray's flowers. She had not given it a thought, until now. But
he was right. Lisa felt a twinge of sadness because Jeray's note and the
flowers were really very sweet she thought. But, she said to her serious
faced husband, "Matt, I don't want to keep them. I'll drop them at the
nursing home around the corner. What I really want is to climb back into
bed with you." She smiled and Matt smiled his handsome smile back at her.

Lisa's loins were drenched as Matt's bulbous and fleshy mushroom pushed
through her vagina's lips. She felt the thick white shaft of her husband
as it pushed into her love canal. It felt hard and warm, and she loved
Matt's feel, the attention he was giving her, the sorrow that was in
everything he did for having been the first to stray in their marriage.
But even as she loved his feel, and she responded to his passion with
her own, she knew that she would think of both Marc and especially Jeray
for a long, long time to come.

Four months later, Lisa and Matt continued to rebuild their love for one
another. They had made a point of doing more things together at night
and on the weekends, and they were spending much more serious time in
bed with one another. Lisa was thinking only occasionally about Jeray
and Marc, and they both seemed like distant dreams to her now. And Matt
had opted out of working any projects with Kate, and was happy that Lisa
had forgiven him as he had forgiven her.

At the beginning of the summer, they moved into their new condo sitting
on the eleventh and top floor of a newly rebuilt luxury condo building
in Boston's Beacon Hill. The amenities were remarkable, and the location
was the very best the city had to offer. What Lisa liked best of all was
the fantastic roof deck that included a beautiful pool, spa, lounging
area and several private barbecue areas for the building's residents.
She made a point to use the pool every morning before going to work.
And, she returned to sit in the sun and read each afternoon after
returning home.


It was a wonderful space, because when she was there both in the morning
and afternoon, no one else was ever there. It was like her own private
playground. One morning however, she was surprised to see a swimmer at
the far end of the pool as she came out onto the deck. From the far end
of the deck, she could make out that it appeared to be a young black man
who was pretty athletic.

That day, she decided not to swim, but rather jogged around the
perimeter track of the deck. She took only a couple of sideways glances
at the swimmer, but then caught herself as she realized that the young
black swimmer was staring back at her, smiled and said, "Hey Lisa, is
that you?


Chapter 14

Lisa stopped and turned toward the young man who had just spoken to her.
At first she was confused because she had no idea who would know her up
there on the roof deck of her new condo, much less what handsome young
black stud would be talking to her. So as she stopped her run, the
identity of the speaker was still a mystery to her.

She felt a quick and sudden reaction in her stomach and abdomen to the
remarkably well built mocha body coming up the steps of the pool as
water glistened, cascading down his muscle rippled form. Without
thinking, Lisa let her eyes look the young black Adonis up and down as
he emerged from the water, and they locked on his obviously very large
endowment showing through the skimpy black swimmer's Speedo he was wearing.

Lisa was embarrassed and felt her face flush as she realized that she
was gaping at the young man's manhood, which was so substantial that it
was pushing through his swimwear. Quickly, she jerked her eyes up to his
handsome face, and instantly realized that it was Jeray who had spoken
to her. Because she didn't expect him to be there at all, her mind
didn't make the connection, and she was stunned to see her one time
lover smiling at her as she stood before him in her bikini, only covered
on the top with a loose fitting t shirt.

"Oh my God, Jeray! Is that you? What are you doing here? I never
expected to see you here. Do you live here?

"Hey Lisa. It is you! I thought so, but you were jogging so fast that I
wasn't sure. Yep, it's I! I'm doing my morning swim, except this is the
first time I've ever seen anyone up here at this time. Usually, I have
the place to myself. I'm condo sitting for my sister and her husband for
a year. They're in Barcelona, and won't be back for ten more months. So
this is my morning routine. But, I've been away for a couple of weeks.

To be honest, if I thought someone would be here, I wouldn't wear my
Speedo, or at least not this one. It would be a little over the top for
some of the residents here. But I know that's not a problem for you, is
it?" He said with a wink and with a flash of his incredibly handsome
smile. "Sorry Lis, I guess I shouldn't have said that. But, it's just
that I guess you've already seen it all, so to speak." He finished not
looking the least bit sorry for anything he'd said.

Lisa blushed more, knowing exactly what he meant, and she felt her loins
flush with the lubricants of excitement. She smiled broadly, "Yes I
have, but that was then and this is now. Matt and I have sworn off
anyone but one another. But, don't change what you wear because of that,
not on my account anyway." She figured she wouldn't let him embarrass
her, whether he was just kidding of not.

"We moved here a couple of weeks back, close to three now, and I started
coming up here every morning at this time, swimming, running. Then I
come back in the afternoon after work. It is so nice up here. The views
are great -- she looked at the skyline of the city, and then she looked
directly at his package -- and she smiled at her one time lover.

Jeray smiled back knowingly. "Funny lady. I didn't really get much of a
chance to find out about your sense of humor. We both had other
interests going on. But yep, you're a funny girl. And look, seriously, I
really knew nothing about what Marc was doing. I mean that. When I found
out, I quit his gym and have moved on. You aren't the only beautiful
woman he's victimized I hear. But, I guess Matt and you really got him
back pretty good. He was major league embarrassed when word got out.
He's really pissed at you guys, especially at Matt."

"I believe you Jeray. Neither of us knew. And, thank you so much for the
nice note and beautiful flowers. Matt was a little pissed, but he
finally understood. We've both moved on to another part of our lives. I
think Matt will be a lot surprised to find that you live here. And,
he'll try to be a little protective of me. So don't be surprised."

"Lisa, tell him he does not have to worry. I'm not the kind of guy that
Marc is. Like you, I like the views, but I know enough not to jump off
the roof top to enjoy them." He smiled and looked her up and down, winking.

"Where is Matt, anyway? Why isn't he up here with you? He's got to learn
that he can't be letting you wander around by yourself."

"He's in Germany this week, won't be back until Saturday. We love it
here and when he can, he comes up with me. And when he finds out you're
here, he'll be up all of the time." She smiled her beautiful smile, and
Jeray felt his black shaft start to grow as his mind recalled looking
into Lisa's beautiful face and eyes as they fucked one another. The
recollection of having his throbbing black cock in this beautiful woman,
of kissing her and of her kissing him back so hard, so passionately, of
the feel of her soft skin and her perfectly toned body, Jeray just felt
a rush of excitement coursing through his body. "She is so fucking hot,"
he thought to himself.

"So now that you know it's just me up here, are you going to take off
that t shirt?" Jeray asked with a smile.

"Yes I will, but just to take my swim which I wasn't going to do, since
I didn't recognize you at first." With that, she peeled off her t shirt,
revealing a very tiny bikini that barely covered her magnificently firm
breasts. Jeray felt his own abdomen tingle even more with excitement at
the sight of her nearly naked body. His heart beat picked up. And he
felt his cock starting to grow and throb. He didn't care, he hoped she
noticed the reaction his body was having to her. He wanted her to know
his cock was thinking for itself.

"Oh Lis, I'm not sure I can come up here when you're here. Looking the
way you do....it's going to be really tough to concentrate on my strokes."

"Why thank you Jeray. An older woman always likes to get a compliment
for a younger man. Tell you what, you just think about how angry your
girl friend will be if she finds out you're hitting on an older woman,
and that should help your concentration." And, walking her perfectly
shaped body to the edge of the deep end, she dove in and swam toward the
shallow end, where she surfaced, looking at her one time mocha lover
with the cock that was clearly starting to swell.

She looked up at the mocha stud, "Jeray, I need to tell you that we had
a special night. Really! But, as I said, that was then. So, we both need
to behave ourselves. But, I look forward to sharing the pool with you
and to talking. And just so you know, your sending those flowers and
that note......that was classy Jeray. I've got to finish my swim, but
it's great to see you handsome." And she swam away thinking to herself
that Jeray is even more handsome in person than her mind had recalled.
He had her juices flowing for sure, and that worried her a little.

When Lisa climbed out of the pool, Jeray was standing at the edge with a
large white towel covering his mid section. His cock was clearly pushing
against the towel. This was not lost on Lisa, and she felt a wave of
excitement course through her. "Lisa, will you be coming to the Friday
night owners' cookout up here? It'll be a chance to meet most of the
owners, have a drink or two, and even skinny dip if you stay late
enough. He concluded with a broad smile.

"Jeray, have you been listening to me? That was then.......but yes, I
already responded that I'll be here. And, I'll be sure to leave before
anyone skinny dips." Jeray watched her as her ample breasts pushed
against the wet bikini top. She was so, so hot he thought. And, he
stared at her beautiful ass and her long shapely legs. How he wanted to
plow her garden again he mused to himself.

"Okay, sorry Lisa. I need to try to listen more carefully. But what I'm
hearing and what you're eyes are saying when they look at me are two
totally different things." He smiled his completely irresistible smile,
and she felt butterflies in her stomach. Just his overall physical
beauty was almost overwhelming for Lisa. "And one more thing, I don't
have a girlfriend. Broke up with her right after you and I spent that
night together. That's the truth. And yes, you were the reason. But, I
didn't know then that you weren't available. So now that I know, you can
relax. As I told you, I'm not crazy. But I still have an active fantasy
life. Gotta run, it was great seeing you, Lisa." He smiled and turned to
walk away.

Lisa watched his broad shoulders, nicely muscled and his tightly
sculpted back. He was such a hunk she thought. She wondered if he really
broke up with his girlfriend, and if she really was the reason. And she
felt herself being dangerously pulled to him, to his magnificent body,
to his skilled love making. Sex with him, she mused was truly the best
she had ever had. He was the perfect combination of male beauty, skilled
and gentle and attentive love making, and intense passion. Lisa was
worried, she felt so attracted to him.

For the next several days, Lisa did not go to the roof deck. She was
afraid of seeing Jeray again. She had been wrestling with her feelings
of excitement as she thought of seeing him on Monday morning, of seeing
his fantastic body, his smile, hearing his voice. She was afraid she'd
be drawn in by his charm, by what she knew for sure was her attraction
to him. So, she went to the roof deck in the afternoons, when she was
sure he had classes at BU. She swam and read and enjoyed the deck then.

And then on Thursday morning as she left her condo, Lisa found a note
taped to her door. She knew instantly it was from Jeray. "Hey Lisa,
Look, I 'm sorry if I came on too strong, if I offended you, if somehow
I played a role in your not coming back to the deck in the morning.

Just so you know, I won't go up there in the morning anymore because I
am pretty sure I am the reason you are not going there now. And, I am
sorry. I would be lying if I said seeing you again did not get me all
excited, because it did. So, until further notice, I won't spoil your
fun up there. I will use it at like 11 at night; I hope you don't use it
then too, if you do, just let me know!

And, I won't be going to the owners' cook out, so you can go and enjoy.
You're a nice lady who is also so freaking hot, I have a hard time
controlling myself. Next time I run into you, I promise to be a perfect
gentleman. My behavior on Monday is the result of my hormones, not my
brain. And, I was flattered that you seemed just a little interested in
me too. But, I know you and Matt are starting fresh, and I don't want to
screw that up. Jeray"

Lisa read the note and had a mixture of feelings. First she was touched
that Jeray was so thoughtful and kind. He read the whole thing
correctly. She was flattered that she really did seem to excite him, she
felt like a college girl again. But she also knew that he was right when
he said he thought she seemed a little interested in him as well,
because it was true.

But this thing about not using the roof deck, she felt awful. She didn't
want to stop him from enjoying it. And his not going to the cook out was
also silly, surely they could both go and it would be fine. Probably
with other people around they would be okay. But in the back of her
thoughts was the knowledge that her body felt incredibly attracted to
this young black Adonis.

And now, it was clear that not only was he incredibly good looking, he
was also thoughtful and kind. This made her all the more attracted to
him, and this worried her even more. As she put his note into her bag
and prepared to take the elevator, her mind yet again played scenes from
her night with Jeray.

He had been very gentle and attentive to her, touching her softly,
kissing her gently. He was not aggressive at all at first. He wanted her
to be comfortable. She was certain that if she had not wanted to have
sex, it would have been okay with him. But as he touched her, and kissed
her, and sucked her nipples while he gently massaged her clit, she
recalled how excited her body had become as this young black man began
making love to her, worshipping her body.

And when his massive black cock first pushed into her vagina, he had
made her so wet with desire, that she took him much more easily than she
thought possible. And then she remembered how his rigid black penis made
her feel full, how it stretched her, even more than Marc's had, how its
thickness had excited the walls of her vagina, and of how she squeezed
her pussy tightly around his massive shaft. He felt wonderful, she
recalled. As the night wore on, he had become much more aggressive, and
she had loved it. He made her feel so excited that night, and now it was
hard to forget.


Lisa spent the day at work preoccupied with how to deal with Jeray. She
definitely wanted him to feel free to use the roof deck when she was
there. And if he didn't she would tell him that she would not use it
either. Further, she would insist that he go to the cook out. She'd
jokingly tell him that she'd leave before the skinny dipping began.

But she would not tell him how just the thought of him, how his
magnificent body, how his kind manner excited her so much that her
juices were dripping from her pussy all day. She couldn't let him know
how she really felt about him sexually, and she would have to
concentrate on not looking over his wonderful body anymore. She could
not be so obvious.

And most of all, she had to keep her feelings from Matt, who was really
trying hard to atone for his straying months before she had her one week
fling.

As she pondered what to do and what to say, she wished Matt were there.
Just his presence would be the perfect diversion for her. She could fuck
him at night, instead of fucking Jeray, as she had done in her fantasies
for the past three nights. Matt would take her mind off of Jeray and
Matt's body would give her a refuge, a sexual release. But she was
afraid that one of these days she'd actually say Jeray's name while her
husband was making love to her. And she continued to worry.


Chapter 15

After thinking all day of how to deal with Jerays note, Lisa finally
decided that she would go to the roof deck at 11 p.m. that night with
the hope of talking with him. She really wanted Jeray to know that he
could be up there in the morning with her alone, just that they would be
neighbors, not lovers. She felt awful that he had stopped using the
pool, and worse that he would not go to the cook out on Friday night.

While she was determined to let Jeray know that he should use the roof
deck, and go to the cook out, and do anything else he wanted to do as
part of living in the same condo building, Lisa was also nervous about
talking with him because in her minds eye she could see Jerays model
like body and handsome face. He mind kept flashing back to their night
together, and she recalled the feel of his smooth, tightly muscled body
as she held it naked against her own body. Once again, she remembered
how magnificent his granite hard onyx shaft felt as it was lodged deep
inside her vagina, and she could almost feel it again plunging into her
fast and hard, a sign of his youthful eagerness and stamina.

And, what she really liked about Jeray was that his cock, his smooth
mocha body, his handsome lips satisfied her needs, over and over again
that night. She remembered her first orgasm with Jeray and how she shook
with pleasure as he continued to pump his thick black cock in and out of
her dripping pussy. And Lisa also remembered how Jeray had rolled his
body off of hers after he shot his gooey cum into her womb and then
kissed her gently and cuddled with her, stroking her milky white skin
with his dark hands.

Lisa felt a surge of excitement when she thought again of how her young
black lover had slowly stroked, and kissed and sucked her and then had
aroused her again and again that night, bringing her to one orgasm after
another. And she worried now, because she knew that her body craved this
handsome young man. Seeing him once again earlier in the week had
reignited these pleasurable memories for her.

She felt butterflies in her stomach and a tingling in her pussy whenever
she thought of him. But, she knew shed have to put on a good front and
not show Jeray that he had any affect on her that way. She suspected he
knew how she felt, but she had to play it cool. What also secretly
pleased Lisa was that Jeray genuinely felt just as excited about her as
she did about him. She knew she was almost eight years older than he,
and that was not a huge age difference, but usually it was older guys
after younger women, not the other way around.



After she had finally decided when and how she would approach Jeray, she
felt better that she at least had a plan of how to deal with his
presence in their condo building. As usual, Lisa spoke with Matt on the
computer for a half hour or so just before she ate supper. Talking with
him and seeing his face on the computer was something she looked forward
to every day. They had not done that before when he was away on
business. And it made her feel better to see him and talk each afternoon
that he was away.

She had not mentioned Jeray as yet because she knew that Matt would be
upset, even though he knew Jeray was used by Marc in the same way she
had been. In fact, it was Marc who kind of pushed her his way. But, Matt
had seen the video clip of her and Jeray, and she had to admit to
herself that it was very obvious that the two of them clicked very well
together. She knew that Matt would be very upset with the fact that a
guy she had found so hot was now living in the same building as they were.

But, Lisa was intent on setting things straight with Jeray. He was a
nice guy and she wanted him to be comfortable around her as a neighbor
and nothing more. So after she and Matt talked, she poured herself a
glass of wine and gave some thought to what she would say to Jeray when
she went up to the roof deck at eleven that night. She needed the wine
to calm her nerves.

She continued to sip her wine, and by the time 11 oclock rolled around,
she had actually drunk four glasses of pino grigio, something she did
not often do. But she definitely did not feel tipsy, just a little warm,
and fully relaxed. She was certain that she could approach Jeray now and
let him know that the two of them could coexist nicely in the same
building. Shed promise to behave appropriately, and she knew he would
as well.

Lisa opened the door to the roof deck at about eleven twenty and
immediately liked the ambiance of the low lights that illuminated the
space and did not interfere with the lights of the citys skyline. The
mid-June night was mild with no breeze at all, and the full moon washed
light over the entire roof area, and so the deck was relatively easy to
navigate with the combined natural and artificial lighting.

Wearing a loose fitting, sleeveless, pink cotton blouse with white
cotton shorts that came to just above her mid thigh, Lisa felt warm and
comfortable in the summerlike air. She had debated whether to put a bra
on, but she figured there was no need as Jeray and already seen
everything she had, so why bother she thought. .

Lisa could hear water splashing in the pool and assumed that it was
Jeray swimming his laps. But, she could also hear the sound of low
voices to her right and realized that there might be someone else up
there besides Jeray and her.

Looking to her right, Lisa immediately spotted what appeared to be two
women sitting in lounge chairs. It was difficult to see them clearly
because they were seated in an area that really didnt get much of the
artificial light of the deck. Wanting to look like she was just up there
to get some fresh air and enjoy the view, Lisa walked forward on a path
that would bring her close to the pool and lead her in the direction of
the south side of the building that offered the best of the city views.

In almost a whisper, one of the woman called softly, Lisa, Lisa is that
you? Lisa looked to her right and realized that it was Megan Dexter, a
neighbor from the third floor, the lower rent part of the building.

Oh hi Megan. Yes, it's me. Just up for some air, enjoy the night. It's
nice, I've never been up here late like this. What a great night.Lisa
tried to sound casual, like she was just up to look around and enjoy the
nice night. Now she wasn't so sure she should talk to Jeray with Megan
and her friend there.

Nice. Lisa, this is my friend Sherry. We're enjoying the views too.
Especially the one in the pool! And, they both laughed softly at that
comment.

Lisa knew instantly now that Megan and Sherry were hiding in the shadows
and watching Jeray, even though she had not actually seen him as yet.
Acting puzzled, she said, The pool? I don't think I understand.

You will, Lisa. Just keep your eyes on the stair area of the pool.
Jeray, who lives next to you guys swims up here every night.......naked!
He's so incredibly hot, Lisa. Sorry, but we can't help ourselves. He
doesn't know we hide over here. We leave before he does, but what a body
and what equipment! My husband would kill me, but I love watching him.
So does Sherry! The women chuckled a little and moaned pleasurably.

Lisa felt her heart race when she realized that Jeray was up here
swimming naked. She couldn't possibly see him here. She knew it would be
too much for her to handle, or at least she thought it would be.
Searching in her mind for a response, she said, Oh my girls! I never
would have thought. I think I better leave, but you guys can enjoy the
sights. I just want to look at the skyline. She smiled at them and
turned to leave.

Megan, who was probably in her early forties, as was her friend, Sherry,
said Well Lisa, not everyone is married to the eye candy you are. Some
of us have to enjoy the scenery and fantasize. And I bet a lot of the
women in this building are hoping that Matt will swim naked as well.
Maybe you could put in a word for us. She said this good naturedly and
they all laughed softly.

Megan, youre too funny! He just might do that if he has enough to
drink. But otherwise, he's pretty conservative. At least he is when
other people are around. But I'll ask him for you. She smiled and
walked away toward the outer wall to look at the view. She really wanted
to look at the pool to steal a glimpse of Jeray, but she figured that
would be obvious.

Lisa stood at the edge of the deck at the brick wall for about fifteen
minutes. She heard Jeray emerge from the pool, and then the door to the
stairs closed, meaning that Megan and Sherry had made their escape.

She was afraid to turn and go now. She didn't know how to face a naked
Jeray. Shed definitely fumble her words if he was naked in front of
her. In fact, she wasnt sure now if she could even see him in a swim
suit without getting flustered. She felt so excited, she didnt know
what to do.

So she ignored him as if she didnt know he was there. She wasn't even
sure if he saw her as the pool was over a hundred feet from where she
was standing. Her eyes were taking in the beautifully illuminated
skyline, but her mind was on Jeray in the pool. Why was he naked at
night and why wasn't he naked in the morning? She wasn't sure. But now,
she would wait until he left and then she'd return to her condo and
figure out another plan to talk with him.

Slowly, Lisa began to relax. It had been another ten minutes, and she
heard no noises. She figured that Jeray must be gone and so she stood
there considering how excited the talk of him naked in the pool had made
her, and how worried she had been about coming across him in that state.
She didn't know how she'd react. As she calmed down, she finally began
to enjoy the stars and the night in general.

I know why Megan and her friend were here. But, why are you here? I
mean, the only thing I can think of is that you wanted to see me. But,
you've just ignored me. Are you afraid I'm still naked? Well, I'm not.
I've just been standing here admiring the views and enjoying the soft
sweet aroma of your body wash. Trust me, it's ok to turn around, Lisa.

At first his voice stunned her, but then she listened and responded.
Yes, I came to see you, but when I realized Megan and her friend were
here, and they told me you were naked, I guess I panicked. I didn't know
what to do. She turned and in the soft light of the evening saw the
outline of Jeray's beautiful form. He was shirtless with a thick dark
towel around his waist. Lisa felt her juices flow, a wave of excitement
coursed through her body.

Before she let her eyes wander all over him, she locked them onto his
and said, Jeray, I just wanted to tell you that I want you to use the
pool in the morning like you always have. And you have to come to the
cook out tomorrow night. I feel awful that you are not doing stuff
because of me. What we had that one night was nice, really nice, Jeray.
But, Im married and I cant do that again. I guess it was just a
momentary slip. Marc had this kind of power over me, but thankfully
thats over.

And besides Jeray, do you realize that Im a lot older than you are. Im
twenty-eight, and youre still in college! And I am sure there are
plenty of girls who are dying to have the chance to throw themselves at
you. She finished and smiled at the stud who stood in front of her with
a towel around his waist. His perfectly chiseled torso, his beautifully
shaped pecs and his broad shoulders with his nicely muscled arms were
all taken in by her wandering eyes, and Jeray smiled back at her,
knowing her eyes were saying something different from her lips. He knew
she wanted him, and she was struggling with it.

He felt his cock growing under the towel. It remembered sliding into her
tight white pussy. And he remembered how incredibly responsive she had
been as a lover. As his thick black cock began to swell, his mind
recalled how tight her vagina had felt. He remembered that he felt her
using her muscles to squeeze his cock, trying to get all the pleasure it
had to give. He knew his cock had pushed hard at her cervix, but she
loved it and she had put her hands tightly on his mocha ass and pulled
him hard into her.

Her body loved everything about the sex they had that night. And his
body loved servicing this deprived white wife. At twenty-one, Jeray
could look back over a very active sex life from the age of twelve when
his sisters fifteen year old girl friend had sucked him off and made
out with him.

He had slept with probably thirty different women. He enjoyed most of
them, but Lisa was definitely the best fuck he had ever had. And on top
of that, he had feelings for her. He really liked her. He wasnt sure
why, but he loved fucking her, and he had come to like her after
spending eight hours of intimate time with her. And, he was certain she
was hooked on him as well. So, he thought hed try to get her to confirm
that, he was looking for any opening he could find with her. He felt
pretty sure hed be able to get her into his bed. It might take a while,
but he thought it was possible. And if he could get her to sleep with
him just once more, he was pretty confident he could make it a regular
thing with her.

Lisa, I can accept the fact that you and Matt are trying to make it
work. I get that, and its fine. Thats why I said Id stay away from
here when youre up here. I figured it would make it easier on both of
us. But Lisa, dont talk to me about the age thing, okay? I mean youre
seven years older than I am. So what? But, you really look like youre
about nineteen or twenty, so the age thing doesnt mean a thing to me,
especially with you looking the way you do.

But maybe its really my age thats the problem. Maybe I dont have
enough experience for you. Maybe youre just trying to be kind saying
youre too old for me when what you really mean to say is that I dont
have enough experience, and so I didnt really satisfy you when we were
together. Is that it Lisa? Wasnt I any good that night. It seemed to me
that we both had a good time, but thats really what it is Lisa. Isnt
it? Youre really trying to be kind, to let me down easily. You dont
want to hurt my feelings by saying the truth, that I just wasnt any
good for you that night.

Jeray could see a cloud of worry wash over Lisas face. He knew she was
taking his bait, so he kept it going a little further. That really is
it, Lisa! I wasnt as good as Marc was, and you didnt really get as
much from being with me as you did with him. Jerays facial expressions
seemed to say he was just realizing something he had not known before.
And, his little scam was working on Lisa.

Well, you know what Lisa, I guess I am a lot younger and have a lot
more to learn about everything. I totally misread you. I thought you
enjoyed our night as much as I did. And, the reality is that Marc is a
much more experienced guy than I am, and so you probably do prefer him.
So, thats cool. Were cool. Im sorry, and I really wont bother you
again. I just feel like a little kid who should have known better. Look,
I think I should probably go, and dont worry I can come up here when
youre here and I will go to the cook out, and I wont show any signs of
the incredible crush I have on you Lisa.

He started to turn and Lisa reached out, almost frantically, and grabbed
his arm, feeling his magnificent bicep. Dont go, Jeray! Youre totally
and completely wrong. Marc was no where near good as you were! When we
swapped that night, I had no idea of what to expect, but the whole time
with you was excellent. You have to know that, I mean you had to have
known that you satisfied me like I had never been satisfied before. Im
not lying to you, you were wonderful that night Jeray. So please dont
think you werent. Marc is a bad dream, but when I think about you
Jeray, I get all aroused and excited all over again, just like that
night. She continued to keep her hand on his bicep, feeling electrified
by the touch of his body.

But, now Matt and I have reconciled and were trying to get it the way
it was before. So, believe me, its hard for me like it is for you
because I guess Im attracted to you the same way you say you are to
me. And now Lisas eyes started to fill with tears, and Jeray saw his
opening. He hadnt wanted to upset her or to make her cry, but now that
she was starting to cry, he was going to comfort her.

Lis, Im sorry! I didnt mean to upset you. He put his hand on hers,
and then letting go of his towel, wrapped both arms around a now sobbing
Lisa. His towel stayed in place as he hugged her, but Lisa felt his
black manhood from underneath the towel pushing at her abdomen.

Lisa, I apologize. I just thought for a second that maybe I was kidding
myself that you liked the time we had that night. Now I know for sure
that you did. I didnt mean to get you upset. He pulled her into his
naked torso, and he just let his cock swell hard up against her. He felt
Lisas soft hands and arms wrap around his back as she rested her face
against his naked chest. They held one another tightly for a few
moments, and Lisas sobbing seemed to subside.

Lisa could feel Jerays hard black cock pressing hard into her now, and
she loved the feel of it. Her stomach and abdomen were alive with desire
for Jeray. Her heart was racing and just the touch of his naked skin had
aroused her incredibly. She was terrified at what her body wanted to do
with him. And yet, she could not bring herself to break their embrace.

Jeray knew he might have a very hard time ever getting another opening
like this one with Lisa. So, with that in mind, he pulled away from her
embrace, just slightly. And that movement caused his thick white terry
cloth towel to loosen and begin to slide down. Taking his two hands and
placing them on Lisas face, Jeray pulled his one time lovers lips to
his saying, Im sorry I upset you babe. And he moved his lips to hers
and kissed her first gently, and then he felt her lips respond. His
tongue slipped into her mouth, and he moved imperceptibly, but enough
for his towel to fall to the deck, allowing his rock hard black shaft to
push against Lisas mid section. Her hands slipped down his back and
felt his naked black ass, and she pulled his body hard against hers.
Lisa knew that she did not want this to happen, but she also knew she
very much wanted it to happen. She loved the feel of his naked body
again, the feel of his firm and muscled ass cheeks.

They kissed and stroked one another, Jerays hands finding their way
under Lisas blouse and to her wonderfully firm white breasts. Finally,
Lisas hands slid around Jerays hips and while one hand cupped his
magnificent ball sack with its two warm and thick testicles, her other
hand grasped his warm and throbbing black manhood, and she knew then
that she was happy with her decision.

Not worrying about whether anyone else would come onto the roof deck,
Lisa pulled her lips from Jeray and knelt in front of her black Adonis.
Not having seen Jerays black cock since that night four months ago,
Lisas eyes feasted on its thickness, its large black mushroom, and its
very substantial length, nearly a full foot. As her eyes took in his
beautiful masculinity, Lisa could feel her vagina yearning for this
remarkable and beautiful black manhood to fill her once again.

Taking him with both hands, Lisa held Jerays veined, jet black penis to
her lips, kissing it, licking it, and gently nibbling at it. She used
her hands to squeeze his rock hard shaft, sliding back and forth on it
and marveling at its rigidity. Finally, with Jerays hands on her head,
Lisa opened her mouth wide, taking in her lovers manhood, sucking and
tonguing it. She was pleased as she heard Jeray moan very deeply in
pleasure.

Oh babe, you have no idea how good you feel. No idea! I have dreamt of
this so many times, Lisa. Ive wanted your body since the first time I
laid eyes on you at the gym. Youre so fucking hot, Lisa. Jerays eyes
were closed and his head was tilted back in pleasure as he spoke.

For her part, Lisa was thrilled that this was really happening. Moments
earlier she put Matt out of her mind. She rationalized that if he could
fuck Kate for six months that she too could have a little fun. And she
resolved to give herself totally to Jeray tonight. Her body ached for
him. As her lover moaned, she moved her hands more quickly back and
forth on his onyx shaft. They slid more easily now, being lubed with her
saliva.

Jerays muscles were tight and taut with pleasure as the pretty wife
sucked eagerly on his black manhood. He held his hands on top of her
head, and he pulled her mouth onto his black pleasure giver hard,
feeling her esophagus stretch tightly around his mushroom and shaft.
Lisa gagged a little, but she wanted to please Jeray so much.

In time, Jeray began to face fuck Lisa fast and hard, pushing his shaft
down her throat with each plunge. He was now yelling loudly, but Lisa
didnt care if anyone heard. She placed her hands on his ass as his own
hands pulled and pushed on her head, guiding his cock in and out of her
mouth. Finally, he gasped and yelled and his body went completely rigid,
and Lisa felt the warmth of his cum as he shot ropes of his love juice
down her throat.


Oh, OHHHH! AAAHHHH!!!! Oh Lisa! OH FUCK LISA! OHHHHHHH.. And, Jerays
cock was lodged deep down Lisas throat as her lips were stretched
around it. Jeray slipped his fingers under Lisas armpits and lifted her
to her feet. His dripping cock oozed drops of his cum, and Lisas lips
had cum and saliva spread over them and her chin.
He smiled at his lover. Babe, that was so fucking awesome. I need to
repay you, right now. We can go to my place. I guarantee you; youll
love what I have in store for you. He kissed her, tasting his own cum
in the process. Lisa held him tightly as he held her back. Jeray bent to
scoop his towel and rewrapped his body, his thick cock still
significantly swollen and glistening with Lisas saliva and his own cum.

Jeray wrapped his arm around his lover and they walked quickly from the
deck. No one was in the hallway as the couple entered Jerays condo.
Lisa looked around to be sure no one was around before entering her
lovers place.

Babe, I have waited so long for this. I never thought Id have you
again, I cannot believe youre here right now with me. But, I want this
to be the best for you Lisa. He slid Lisas shorts over her thighs,
using his thumbs to hook her panties and bring them along for the
downward ride. Then he slipped his hands up and under her cotton blouse
and pulled it over her head. Jeray stepped back and admired the pretty
naked white wife who stood smiling before him.

How long are you going to make me wait for you handsome? I want to feel
you all over me, and in me.

No more waiting, babe.

His black cock was rigid yet again as he dropped his white towel on the
living room floor. He guided his lover to his bedroom and lifted her in
his arms, placing her gently on his bed. Lisa wanted Jerays cock in her
immediately, but that was not to happen. Instead, he spread her legs
apart, inserting two mocha fingers into her love canal. Whoa babe,
pretty wet stuff there. What have you been thinking about?

This same thing Ive been thinking about since Monday when I first saw
you up on that deck, your big black cock. Lisa finished with a smile,
looking at Jerays black monster sticking out ninety degrees from his
abdomen.

He then got on his knees at the edge of the bed, sliding Lisas legs to
either side of his head. At the first touch of his tongue on her labia,
Lisa gasped in pleasure. She wanted his cock inside of her, but before
she could try to pull his dark and muscular form up onto her, he
stretched both of his beautifully formed mocha arms up her body and he
held her breasts as he ate her pussy. She threw her head back onto his
bed and wrapped her legs around his back. His tongue was licking and
massaging while he played with her breasts with his hands. For her part,
Lisa used her hands to feel his muscular arms, his shoulders, the top of
his nearly shaved head.

Moans of pleasure were coming from Lisa almost immediately. Jeray was so
good at eating pussy that he had her near climax very quickly, and her
legs were squeezing his head, and clamping on his shoulders and head
together. He could feel her finger nails scratching into his biceps, not
drawing blood, but close. He knew he had her ready for him because her
vagina was drenched with her love juices.

Suddenly, Lisas legs straightened out stiffly, her fingers grasped onto
his scalp and her body spasmed tightly as her first orgasm overtook her
beautiful body. Jeray expertly pinched her nipples as she climaxed and
she screamed with pleasure.

Quickly, before she even finished her orgasm, Jeray moved her creamy
white body up on the bed and he knelt between her legs looking down at
her beautiful face, framed by her soft, sandy hair. Her magnificently
firm breasts stood up, her toned upper body and her long and shapely
legs made her the most beautiful woman Jeray had ever fucked. Fuck me
Jereay. What are you waiting for? She almost pleaded.

Babe, I dont have any condoms. Are you still on the pill? Jeray
asked. He knew shed let him fuck her, but he deliberately did this to
let her orgasm subside because he wanted to edge her, to make her want
him desperately.

No, I stopped taking it. But I can worry about that later. I want you,
Jeray, please!

He moved up, got more in position and said, Lis, I dont have to . I
can buy condoms tomorrow. We can fuck then if you want, so you wont
have to worry.

Lisas was overcome with desire for him. Jeray, please, please fuck me
now. I need you in me. Please! She looked at his square shoulders, the
beautiful face, the handsome smile, and his absolutely chiseled and
ripped body and she was so happy she was in his bed with him. But she
needed him now, desperately.

Placing his hands on either side of her shoulders, he positioned his
cock so that it rested just above her vagina. He smiled and said, Go
ahead Lisa, take it and put it in. She didnt delay and looked at the
massive black cock, wanting it so very much deep inside of her. It
looked huge to her, much larger than Matts. Once she had positioned it
at her cunts opening, she rubbed the thick mushroom up and down,
pleasuring herself.

Jeray smiled. You really do want this, dont you? Perfect, because so
do I babe. You are so fucking beautiful, do you realize that Lisa? And
your pussy is so unbelievably tight. With a slow forward movement,
Jeray pushed his black shaft all the way in, slowly and steadily. Lisa
moaned with pleasure. She lifted her hands and felt his toned body,
moving them up and down his torso. She pinched his jet black nipples and
smiled at him dreamily, now that she had what she so craved. She felt so
filled by him, she loved his feel.

For his part, Jeray absolutely loved the feel of her tight vagina as it
stretched around his black manhood. She was so lubed that he had no
problem entering her. As he began fucking her slowly, he locked his eyes
to hers. She stared directly into his eyes, relishing the fucking he was
giving her. He could tell that her body was preparing yet another orgasm
in response to his fucking. As she looked at him, her face was grimacing
in pleasure. She bit her lip. She was trying to hold off cumming until
he did, but she wasnt having much luck. She placed her hands on his
beautiful ass and pulled him into her.

Jeray, I love your feel. You make me love to me better than
anyoneand without warning it happened. She spasmed and twitched as
her orgasm overtook her. She couldnt hold her eyes open, she was in too
much pleasure.

Just enjoy it babe! You need to squeeze as much out of it as you can,
Lis. I want this to be the best for you. So just hold on to that black
rod and let it please that tight pussy of yours. Youre gonna love this,
I promise.

With that said, Jeray began to absolutely pound Lisas cunt in a way
that she had never been fucked before. It stunned her at first, and it
hurt. He slammed her hard and shook her body, so much so that she
wrapped her arms around his waist to hold onto him. But as he slammed
his incredibly stiff cock into and out of her, she marveled at his
stamina. And, she knew it was his age. Now, incredibly as this black
stallion pounded his love shaft into her, her hurt turned into
remarkable pleasure. She wanted to feel him more, to have him rip her
open. She spread her legs and began screaming, Oh Jeray, FUCK ME, FUCK
ME! HARD!!!!

Jerays cock was as hard as steel and glistened with his lovers juices
each time it pulled out of her cunt. Finally, he felt his balls tighten
and he felt his cum shoot into his beautiful white lover. He looked down
at her, her eyes were closed and she was now in yet another orgasm as he
continue to pump and shoot into her. Jeray was now sweating and his
pleasure was so intense that he used his stiff cock to raise Lisas mid
section several inches off the bed as he pumped his black baby juices
into his lover.

Lisa was exhausted by that orgasm, but Jeray amazed her that he was not.
Instead, he removed his still hard and swollen black shaft, straddled
her body and made her suck the residue of their love making from his
pulsing penis. As she sucked her mocha Adonis, Jeray said, Babe, you
are so good for me. Ive never had better sex with anyone. You feel so
fuckin hot, Lisa, so hot!

After she finished, Jeray lay next to her, cuddled with her, kissed her
gently. The incredible sex animal of moments before had turned into a
gentle lover once again. Jerays aggressive behavior frightened Lisa at
first, but then she had loved his forcefulness, never having experienced
anything so intensely sexual before in her life. And now her black
muscled lover was as tender as could be with her. And she worried for a
moment.

She worried because she and Matt were trying to have a baby. She thought
that surely Jeray could have impregnated her just now. But, she could
deal with pregnancy. What really worried her was the intensity of their
sex, the intensity of the attraction she had for this handsome black
boy/man. She knew she would be his whenever he wanted her. And, she
hoped he wanted her often.


Chapter 16

The early morning light settled through the bedroom window and gently
illuminated the intertwined naked bodies of the two lovers as they lay
asleep on Jeray's king size bed. Lisa's soft white skin contrasted
nicely with Jeray's smooth mocha body as she straddled his beautifully
defined form. She slept soundly on her right side, with her head resting
atop Jeray's chest, her ample milky white breasts pushing into the side
of his torso, an arm and hand resting over his chiseled abs, and her
left leg lying across his upper thighs. Jeray lay on his back, his head
turned to his left in the direction of his lover. He had wrapped his
left arm around Lisa as they settled to rest following hours of intense
love making.

Everything about the lovers looked perfect. Lisa's body was truly
remarkable. From her soft and truly beautiful face surrounded by her
sandy colored shoulder length hair, to her perfectly shaped breasts,
which were not overly large, but certainly not small, to her toned
torso, her beautifully shaped and long legs, she was just perfect in her
appeal and appearance. For his part, Jeray possessed a body that most
guys envied and that was eye candy for any woman who saw him. At six
foot three, he was tall. His two hundred pound weight was solid, and
toned, and beautifully defined. Every muscle on the man's body looked as
thought a trainer had spent years helping Jeray develop them correctly.
And finally, his remarkably handsome face set off his beautiful white
teeth, and his shaven head revealed a stubble of new growth covering a
perfectly shaped skull. What's more, Jeray was also blessed with a
really massive penis, both in terms of its thickness and length, and
that was complemented by a huge pair of balls encased in a ball sack
that hung very, very low.

The vibration of Jeray's cell phone on the night stand roused Lisa, but
not Jeray. As she opened her eyes and realized that she had spent the
night with him, the first thing she noticed was his beautifully defined
mocha colored pecs that her head was resting on. She felt his arm on her
back, and she felt a surge of lust for her lover as her nostrils took in
his scent. She noted that her pussy felt exceptionally wet, almost
squishy, with their mingled love juices, and she breathed a sigh of
contentment as her mind replayed the immense sexual satisfaction that
she had experienced with her lover in the preceding hours.

Lisa's mind raced with thoughts shaded by guilt at having been
unfaithful to Matt once again, and with additional thoughts of
exhilaration as her body recalled the incredible sex she had just had
with Jeray. While she and Matt had spent many weeks trying to mend their
hurts over their mutual infidelities, Lisa continued to be bothered by
the fact that Matt had been having an affair for at least six months
before she ever found out about it, and before she had allowed herself
to be seduced by Marc. And, had it not been for Marc, Matt would have
continued fucking Kate. But once she first had sex with someone other
than Matt, she recalled being surprised that the sex with Marc was so
intense and pleasurable. And then she remembered her first night with
Jeray as Marc had taken Jeray's girlfriend into his bed, swapping Lisa
for her.

Lisa had been hurt at first, but Jeray had made the night exceptional
for her both as an incredibly strong and passionate lover, and as a
gentle and considerate man. What's more, recently when Jeray realized
they were living in the same building, Lisa appreciated the fact that he
had decided to alter his work out and swimming schedule just to
accommodate her, so she would not feel uncomfortable coming up to the
roof area with him there. He knew they were both attracted to one
another, but he respected the fact that she was working on rebuilding
her marriage with Matt.

But looking at the sleeping Adonis now, Lisa couldn't deny to herself
the incredibly strong attraction she had to his magnificent body and to
his personality; and she knew he was equally turned on by her body as
well. What's more, the sex they had had during the preceding hours was
just totally remarkable. Lisa felt conflicted. She knew she could not
continue to see Jeray. She had allowed herself this one night of
pleasure, but knew she had to stop. She knew she could not disrupt her
life for this handsome young black man, and yet she knew that now that
she had tasted sex with him yet again, that she would have an
unbelievably hard time resisting joining him in his bed. In fact, she
knew she was so taken with Jeray that even if he stayed clear of her,
she worried that she would seek him out. These thoughts worried her.

Now, looking at him as he slept, Lisa felt a wave of lust sweep through
her loins. Her eyes went to his thick almost jet black manhood as it
rested across his upper thigh. She couldn't help herself and lifted her
head and moved her mouth to his flaccid penis, which even in that state
was wonderfully thick and long. She gently lifted his thick black
mushroom to her mouth with her fingers, and she sucked his love shaft
greedily toward the back of her throat. Jeray moved slightly, still asleep.

Lisa ran her right hand up his chiseled abs and up to his firm pecs,
feeling the smoothness of his mocha colored skin as well as the firmly
sculpted muscles beneath it. She loved the feel of her young stud's hard
body. Now, his cock was coming to life, filling her mouth quickly as it
expanded.

She felt her lover's hands in her hair. "Just can't get enough of it,
can you babe? I love how you suck me, Lisa. You are so very good at it.
Did you sleep okay, babe?" He looked down at her beautiful face, noting
his thick cock glistening with her saliva as she sucked and stroked it.
"Do you know that no other girl I've been with in my short life has the
energy in bed that you do, and to think that you're worried about being
a few years older than I am. Forget it babe. I can barely keep up with
you, and I love it." Jeray smiled broadly down at Lisa as she continued
sucking his now fully erect ten inch ebony shaft.

"Come up here for a minute Lisa. I want to start the day off right by
kissing my white cougar wife." Jeray smiled and laughed, as he noted
Lisa's face take on a look of disbelief.

"I might be older mister, but I'm not anywhere old enough to be a
cougar." She moved her naked body up her lover's torso, and he noted her
full breasts handing down, touching his mid section and then coming to
rest on his chest."

Looking directly into his white wife lover's eyes he said, "You are so
freaking hot Lisa. What am I gonna do when Matt gets back here? I mean,
I don't know if I can stand the thought that we won't be able to do
this. You get me so hard, Lisa. You have no idea how horny I get when I
think about you, never mind when I'm in bed with you. I have to tell you
that since we spent that night together three months ago, I have thought
about you every day. See the impact you had on me babe? I'm crazy about
you!"

Lisa's eyes began to tear up as Jeray spoke. She realized that her
feelings for him both sexually and personally were mutual. At the same
time, she realized that he had expressed exactly what she had been
thinking, that she didn't know if she could resist coming to his bed
once Matt had returned from his business trip the next day. For the
first time in her married life, she felt herself desiring another man
more than she desired her own husband. With Marc it had been just
wonderful sex, but she never really connected with him. But in only a
short time with Jeray, she realized there was both great sex as well as
a connection between the two of them.

Seeing her eyes begin to water, Jeray said to Lisa, "Babe, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean to upset you. I'll be okay when Matt gets back. And really,
you won't have to worry about me bothering you. I'll give you your space
cuz I know the two of you have had hard times lately, and you're trying
to make it work." He pulled her face into his and kissed her hard, and
passionately. Their kiss lasted and lasted, and lasted. He felt her
moist and warm pussy moving around frantically, trying to lodge his
thick love meat at the opening of her vagina. Her body was quickly
successful, and Jeray felt Lisa slide her body down hard on his thick
cock, causing it to spear into her eager love canal.


He loved the feel of her tight pussy, and he pushed hard in and out of
her selfishly. For her part, Lisa was thrusting her mid section down and
hard onto her black lover. His thick black cock felt so huge inside of
her, she loved its thickness, its length, the throbbing of it deep
inside of her body.

Breaking their kiss, Jeray looked into his lover's eyes. "Are you okay
babe? I'm sorry, didn't mean to get you upset." He said this as the two
of them pumped and ground onto one another. "Problem is, if we keep
doing this babe, I think I am going to be totally in love with you. I
know that sounds like a line to you, but it's not believe me. I think
about you all of the time, and now that we've spent the night together
again, I know why. So let's just enjoy this day. Is that okay. Can we
just spend this day together, and then you won't see me? I've never felt
this way with a woman before. But with you, it's way different for me."

Lisa's face was flushed with the sex, and so even prettier. She managed
between deep breaths, "Jeray, I feel the same way. And it scares me. I
think I am falling in love with you too. Really. I have never felt this
way either, but I do now. Yes, we can have the day today. I'll just call
in sick. Do you think you can make me feel better?" She smiled and sat
up on her lover's prone body and rode his massive black cock as she
pinched the jet black nipples of his chest.

In only moments, Lisa's loins felt what she could only describe as an
electric charge, and she felt her body's response to Jeray's love shaft.
She felt herself shakng, her body quivered with pleasure, she felt her
vagina clamp hard around Jeray's manhood as her fists clenched his hard
chest. For his part, Jeray's hands were pulling Lisa's beautifully firm
white ass tightly onto his pounding cock. He felt his own orgasm begin
to swell within him, even as his lover was experiencing her own intense
climax.

Lisa was breathless as she felt her lover's body's stamina as it
continued pounding in and out of her. She looked down and noted the
sweat on his brow and the contented smile on his face. Then his
beautiful mocha muscles seemed to harden, tense up, and she smiled as
she took pleasure in the fact that she had brought this handsome black
stud to an incredible climax. He made her feel so young, and at that
moment she knew that she loved him.

"Oh shit, babe! You feel so fucking good!! Oh, sorry, didn't mean to say
that word, but babe you make me cum like no one else. Oh Lisa, you feel
so freakin good to me!! Don't leave babe! Don't leave today. I need to
have you to myself all day!."

Lisa bent forward and looked at Jeray before planting her lips on his,
and the two of them embraced as their orgasms slowly melted away.
Jeray's penis remained hard as granite, and Lisa felt his strong arms
holding her soft body tightly to his own. The thought occurred to her as
she lay atop of Jeray that after last night and this morning, she might
very well be pregnant with their child. But that thought did not seem to
worry her the way it had last night. In fact, Lisa felt herself almost
wishing that she would get pregnant with her beautiful black stud.


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Lisa and Jeray fell asleep for an hour or so, her soft white body lying
atop of his muscled mocha frame. His thick cock stayed wedged in her
love cave which was drenched with their comingled love fluids, the
residue of which was leaking ever so slowly down his shaft, down the
crack of his firm black ass onto his sheets.

Lisa felt Jeray stir, and she jumped, startled coming out of her dreams.
"Stay here babe, I'm going to get us some coffee and something to eat.
I'll be right back."

He slid out from under Lisa, and covered her body with the sheet. Still
tired from the night's and early morning activities, she slid back into
sleep right after watching Jeray's athletic form glide naked from the
bedroom.

Half hour later, Jeray was back with coffee and croissants for the two
of them. Lisa sat up in bed, her eyes taking in her handsome lover's
naked body in the morning light. Yet again, she felt a surge of
excitement as she took in his magnificent form. "Jeray, did you mean
what you said. Do I really make you horny? I mean, a young guy like you
can pretty much have your pick of any beautiful young girl. Why me?"

Jeray smiled, handing Lisa her coffee. "Babe, you so undersell yourself,
I can't believe you. Do you have any idea of how hot you really are? Any
idea at all? Lisa, when Marc wanted my girlfriend and you to swap that
night, I could not believe my luck. I thought he was soft for swapping,
but it worked for me. And besides, Lisa, you have a brain and a body.
What a combination, babe! So you want to know why you? Get over it.

Any guy with eyes would want you. And age wise, Lisa, you look about
twenty, or even younger. And sex wise, babe.....I have never had better
sex with anyone, ever. I mean it! I'm like a kid in the candy store
right now with you. And, relax I will disappear when Matt returns. I
know you guys need space. But just remember, if you ever decide to hang
it up......look me up babe. But, let's enjoy our day, okay? I love
having the chance to spend it with you.

"Look, after we finish here, you can clean up while I run out to get
some rubbers. I don't want you worried all day about getting knocked up.
And we need to do a lot more fucking before you leave to pick up Matt.
It will only take me a few minutes to run to the corner store, then I'll
be back. Do you want to clean up here or at your place?"

"Jeray, you don't have to run out for condoms. The deed might already be
done. What would you do if I were pregnant? I mean, I know I was not
pregnant as of last week when Matt left. I test myself after we do it
each day. I will test myself when I got to my place to clean up. And,
suppose you got me pregnant? What would you want to do?"

Jeray smiled. "Babe, I would want you to have little Jeray, even if you
stayed married to Matt. He would be our connection for life. And, I
would not be an absentee black father, count on that!

Lisa smiled. "Thanks Jeray. Somehow, I knew you'd say that. I'm not sure
I want you to get condoms. I like the feel of that black snake without
an extra sheath between us. What do you think, do you want to tempt fate?"

"Babe, I want what you want. But you know what, you'd be worried all day
if I don't go out to get them, so I will go. But seriously, I pumped
some serious seed into you over the last twelve hours. If that didn't do
it......I must be shooting blanks." He finished with a handsome smile.

"I'm sure you're not. I'll let you know in about an hour. I'll come back
here after I freshen up. What do you want to do with our day together,
neighbor?"

"Babe, I want to do some serious screwing. But, I'll do whatever you
want. We can do lunch somewhere, go to the beach, go to the deck and
hang out. Whatever you want is fine with me, babe."

"Okay, we'll figure something out. I'll meet you back here at nine
thirty. Let me just finish the wonderful breakfast my boy lover has made
for me." Lisa smiled and moved in to kiss Jeray. He put his coffee down,
and they kissed seriously for several minutes, during which time his
cock grew into a raging, throbbing, shaft of onyx.

"See what you do to me, babe?"

"Well if you check my pussy mister, you'll feel that it's gushing right
about now just because of the cutie in front of me."

They finished the coffee and croissants, and Lisa returned to her and
Matt's condo.

At nine thirty, Lisa returned to Jeray's to find him in a tight fitting
tan t shirt and chocolate colored cargo shorts. He was so incredibly
handsome she thought. She just wanted to jump his bones right then and
there again.

Jeray smiled as he let Lisa in. She looked and smelled totally
refreshed. He felt his cock stir at the sight of her. "Babe, I don't
know if I can control myself. Seriously, you are so freaking hot, babe.
Her face was complemented with just the perfect amount of make up, not
much at all, but just enough. Her blue eyes, sandy hair, soft white skin
all combined to turn Jeray's engines on.

"Good news, depending on how you look at it. Your boys didn't get any
dates for themselves last night. So no little Jerays in the oven. I hope
you don't think you're shooting blanks though. I am sure you aren't. So
I guess the condoms are a good idea. Hope you got really thin ones. I
like your feel, and I want as little between us as possible." She leaned
forward and Jeray wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her into
his body. They kissed, and Jeray loved the feel of her soft femininity.
She wore a sleeveless white blouse with navy blue shorts that came mid
thigh.

"Let's do the beach, Lisa. We can grab some beers and food on our way.
There's a nice state beach down in Westport that a lot of my friends are
going to, and it has a section that is usually clothing optional....or
at least they don't bother anyone who's naked. Mostly people our age.
That would be okay with you, right?"

"Jeray, I'm not your age. I'm seven years older. You'll have all of
these young girls there wondering where you got me."

"Lisa, seriously they will think you are like eighteen, not
twenty-eight. What's more, the guys will be going crazy when they see
you in the buff. Come on, Lisa. No one will know you, and you look so
freaking hot! And besides Lisa, you don't really think we are going to
be spending much time with my friends with you in your birthday suit. I
guarantee you, you will be hit on by at least eight to ten guys while
we're there."

"You're just trying to make me feel good. And what do I do while all the
girls are trying to take you for a road test?"

Jeray smiled his handsome smile. "Babe, you're the only one who'll be
touching my stick shift today, so don't even worry about it."

At the beach, Jeray and Lisa made their way through some sand dunes to
the far end of the beach where there were just college age and high
school age kids hanging out and swimming. Some wore swim suits at the
noon hour, which is when Jeray and Lisa arrived. But as the afternoon
wore on and drinking and smoking continued, almost no clothing could be
seen anywhere. To her delight, Jeray was right, Lisa had had about a
dozen guys try to steal her away from Jeray. She told them that she was
a student at BU, she left out that she had graduated seven years
earlier, and no one seemed to notice.

At about four in the afternoon, after several games of volleyball in the
sand where Jeray was one of the most watched of all the guys, and Lisa
was the most watched woman there, Jeray suggested that they retire to a
spot behind a dune that offered sun, sand, a gentle breeze, and total
privacy. Asking Lisa to lie on her back on their blanket, close her
eyes, and spread her legs, Jeray proceeded to get on his hands and knees
and begin to eat his beautiful lover's pussy, tonguing it, licking it,
sucking it, and playing with it with his fingers.

Lisa's hands covered his freshly shaved head, and moans of pleasure
began coming from her mouth. "Jeray, you feel so, so good. Please, come
up here and kiss me and slide your beautiful cock into me."

"Not until I have you just where I want you, babe." But at that point he
reached across to his knapsack and pulled out a condom. Making sure his
cock was free of any sand, he slid the magnum over his rigid black
shaft. Then, kissing his way up Lisa's torso, giving extra attention to
each of her nipples, Jeray finally locked lips with his married white
lover and slid his massive black shaft into her ever so slowly.

Lisa watched the chiseled torso of her black lover as he raised himself
from her pussy and moved to lie atop of her; and she felt a wave of lust
as she noted his condom covered black cock, throbbing and erect. Then
she gasped as the tip of his cock touched her pussy's lips and he pushed
and entered her drenched vagina. Though it had only been a few hours
since they last fucked, she relished anew the feel of her granite hard
black lover. Her arms encircled his muscular torso, and her hands slid
to his firm buttocks and pulled him hard into her pussy.

"Jeray, I love the feel of you in me. I'm going to miss you tonight. We
only have a few more hours, so let's make this special." She then
resumed kissing his smooth black lips and she savored the feel of her
lover as he slowly pumped in and out of her. It took only minutes before
she felt the familiar feel of another magnificent orgasm cresting in her
loins. "Oh Jeray, I'm going to cum! You make me feel so good, your cock
feels so freakin big and hard Jeray. I can feel it bringing me to
another orgasm, oh Jeray, I don't want this to stop.

"Babe, I want this to be slow and perfect for you. I'm going to miss you
too, so much. I think I am falling in love with you, Lisa. I hope this
is as good for you as it is for me."

She opened her eyes and saw her black lover's square shoulders, his
beautifully defined chest, and his remarkably handsome mocha face with
his jet black eyebrows. "It is Jeray, it is as good for me, really. I
have never had anything as good with anyone else."

Lisa suddenly screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm hit her, but Jeray
was not done and he slammed his cock into her body, shaking her tits,
and her head jerked up and down as he pounded her with his massive black
love shaft. Just before Jeray came into his condom, he pressed his open
mouth over Lisa's and the lover's kissed passionately as Jeray came into
Lisa yet again. They held one another tightly, their loins pressed hard
against each other's.

From behind him, Jeray heard the cheers. About a dozen of his friends
from school, both guys and girls were cheering and laughing immediately
following the point when it was obvious that Jeray had had his orgasm.
As the naked Jeray jerked his head away from Lisa's and looked behind
him, he saw that his friends had, at some point, gathered and watched as
he and Lisa had sex together on their blanket in the sand. He was at
once surprised, pissed, and then highly amused.

"Would you freaks mind giving us a little space. We're kind of busy
right now, in case you hadn't noticed. "

For her part, Lisa was at first mortified that all of Jeray's friends
had apparently just watched them having sex together........and then
cheered. She felt embarrassed , and then she realized that Jeray had
probably done his share of doing this very type of thing to his friends,
and so it was payback time. Even though everyone was naked, she felt
even more naked and embarrassed. But, her body becalmed her, telling her
that the sex she had just had with Jeray was worth any embarrassment.
Her body was feeling wonderful right now.

"Sorry girls, he's all mine! Besides, I think I just wore him out for a
while anyway." She laughed as she spoke to her black lover's friends who
were now laughing and still cheering them on. "Encore, encore!" Some of
them yelled.

Jeray got up, and took Lisa by the hand, pulling her up as well. His
thick black manhood was still mostly hard, and it stood out very, very
prominently from his muscular body. The sight of the black stud with his
onyx shaft leaking white cum from its black head caught the attention of
everyone.

"Whoa, look at that!" One of the girls yelled out. "Oh my god!", another
said. " I'll have some of that," another said. Jeray just smiled, and
said "Come on guys, I was just warming up, give us a break, will ya?"

Zack, a really handsome white guy with a body that was equal to Jeray's
and a cock that was probably as long and thicker than Jeray's said:
"Dude, do you recall doing something very similar to almost every one of
us in the not too distant past? Payback sucks, doesn't it bro?"

Jeray smiled and looked to his beautiful white lover, and kissed her and
hugged her to his hard body saying: "He's right Lisa. This is all my
fault. They're just repaying me for a practial joke or two."

Lisa joined in with Jeray's friends in kidding her black lover. She
surprised herself by taking hold of his still hard cock that was
glistening with the residue of their love making and said, "Do you
realize how long it took me to get him to this point? She smiled and
laughed, and he laughed back at her with a look of mock anger on his face.

"Let's have a beer he said to everyone. And Zack, you are a marked man,
count on it!" Jeray smiled and headed with Lisa and their friends to the
coolers. Looking at Lisa he whispered, "We're not done yet babe, so
don't worry. I've got more plans for you before you have to leave for
the airport."

It was about five in the afternoon and the group of partiers drank and
swam naked and sat around on blankets in front of a fire. The air was
warm, but not hot. Lisa was beginning to get a picture of Jeray that she
had not seen before. He was very well liked by his friends, and his
friends all seemed to be a really nice group of people who Lisa was
surprised to find were immediately welcoming to her. She was beginning
to realize that Jeray was not only a fantastic lover with a fantastic
body, he was also a great guy as well. She was starting to think that
there was a lot more that was good about him beyond the incredible sex.

And as the glimmer of guilt crossed her mind because she was cheating on
Matt, she brushed it aside, almost angrily, thinking that Matt had been
unfaithful for six long months without her knowledge, and she wondered
if he would do it again. For the first time in the last few months, Lisa
thought that life without Matt might not be as bad as she had previously
thought.

At about six thirty, and still on the beach, Lisa and Jeray retired to
their spot behind the dune for some privacy. Jeray had told his friends
to stay clear as this would possibly be his and Lisa's last time
together for a long time or maybe forever. Their foreplay was slow and
passionate. Lisa's body was aching for her black lover, and she savored
the feel of his smooth black skin, his muscled frame excited her loins,
and her vagina ached for his strong and thick cock. As Jeray reached for
the condoms in his knapsack, Lisa said, "No Jeray, no condom. I want to
feel you in me with nothing between us. I know what it might mean, and I
am ready for anything. And you know how you said you think you're
falling in love with me.....I think I'm falling in love with you, and
your body, and your magnificent cock. So come on, fuck me Jeray.

That night, Lisa picked Matt up at the airport when his flight arrived.
Her pussy was still warm and wet, the aftermath of her the previous
twenty four hours with Jeray. When they got back to their condo, Lisa
made Matt a drink and told him she had to talk with him about their
future. She told him that she could not be dishonest with him the way he
had been with her about his affair with Kate.

As the color drained from his face, tears formed in his eyes. He was
thinking the worst. "I still love you Matt, but I guess your affair with
Kate, and the thought of you two together for over six months, every
chance you had, and then my own thing with Marc and Jeray has changed my
thinking. I'm not sure what I want any more. I keep thinking that you
might do this to me again some time, then what do I do? And to be
honest, the sex I had with Marc, but especially Jeray was so different
from what you and I do. And I don't mean that sex with you is not good,
because it is, it's great. But it was also great with them, especially
Jeray.

And now, you don't know it yet, but Jeray lives in this building, on
this floor. He's in his sister's penthouse. I ran into him at the pool
on the roof, and we talked, and I guess what I'm trying to say is that I
was unfaithful to you Matt, and while I really still love you, I am not
sure I won't do it again."

Matt's eyes bulged wide, and the muscles of his jaws clenched together.
He shook his head in disbelief at what he was hearing. "You what!? I
thought we were done doing that to each other Lise. I thought we had
talked about that and decided to put that behind us. Lisa, I love you! I
have not done anything with anyone since I told you about Kate. And I
don't want to, Lisa. And now you're telling me you slept with that black
bastard Jeray! I can't believe this! What's more, you're saying you
might do it again? Lisa, what the fuck is going on here? I told you I
was sorry about Kate. And I was telling the truth. But now you tell me
that you've been 'unfaithful'? Oh shit, Lisa!"

Matt's stomach was in knots. His world had fallen apart, and deep inside
he knew that he was the cause of this, it was his fault, he had started
it all in motion. "Lisa, I'm sorry because I know that I started all of
this. I began ignoring you when I started with Kate, and then you felt
it and ended up going to that awful gym. But, Lisa I love you. And now,
you tell me this. Are you going to leave me? Do you want me to move out?
Or maybe Jeray wants you to move in with him? Lisa, isn't he like ten
years younger that we are? He's a kid, isn't he?"

Lisa's stomach was in turmoil. She felt awful, because now she really
felt that Matt did truly love her, and she felt badly that she was
hurting him, but she could not be dishonest. "Yes, he's younger, but I
can't help that Matt. I can't explain why or how this happened. And no,
I don't want to move out, or to have you move out. I just need to be
honest with you. I told him that I have to try to be faithful to you,
that I cannot see him again. And Matt, he was not the one who started, I
was.

But, I really want to give us a chance to make this work. I guess what I
am saying now is that I failed this week, and I don't know myself well
enough anymore to be able to tell you that it won't happen again. But
remember Matt, you failed for six months and you didn't say a word to
me. I love you Matt, and I'm sorry this happened, but I had to be
honest. The fact that you snuck behind my back for six months still eats
at me and hurts me. If you want to try counseling, I'm okay with that,
or if you want to end this marriage, I will understand that as well.

Tears streamed down Matt's face. "Babe, do we have a chance, or do you
want him? I guess I have to ask you. Do you forgive me and want to make
this work, or do you think you want him more. I'm don't want to share
you with anyone Lisa.

Now Lisa was crying. She moved forward and kneeling in front of her
husband, she hugged him. "Matt, I don't want you to share me. I don't
know why I did what I did, but I just felt so attracted to Jeray, and I
have to admit that sex with him was so good Matt, like it was when you
and I first met. But Matt, I do want to try with you, and I love you
more than anyone else. But, suppose I'm pregnant Matt, by Jeray....will
that make a difference?

Matt nearly passed out. "Oh shit, Lisa. You didn't use protection? What
if you are pregnant? What do we do then? Do you have an interracial
baby? How do we explain that? Shit Lisa! What were you thinking? And, if
you keep the baby, Jeray will be around for the rest of our lives, Lisa.
Oh fuck! I want you, Lisa! And, I'm sorry I started this nightmare. But,
if he's around, I just don't know babe. I'm not sure I can take the
stress if I'm always wondering if you're sleeping with him on the side.
Oh shit, Lisa! What the fuck do we do now?" He was almost hysterical.

But then, he got control of himself and he looked directly into Lisa's
eyes. "Babe, I love you. We've both made mistakes. If you have his baby
in you, and you still want me, then I will deal with it. Please Lisa,
just don't leave me. I love you! Can we both make it our first goal not
to fuck around on one another again?"

"Yes Matt. We can." Lisa said it, but as her mind thought about sex with
Jeray earlier in the day, she was not sure it was a goal she could
achieve or want. And, she knew that Jeray would be around a lot in the
years ahead. Lisa had a positive reading on her home pregnancy test
after she had taken it only an hour ago. She knew it was Jeray's baby in
her.

Eventually, Matt and Lisa made their way to their bedroom where they
made passionate love. Matt was showing passion he had left behind a
couple of years earlier. And while he definitely satisfied a remorseful
Lisa, she quietly wondered if she could resist the temptation of her
handsome lover, Jeray. As Matt's thick white cock rammed her soaked
vagina repeatedly, Lisa's mind recalled the taste of Jeray's thick black
manhood in her mouth that day. She recalled how huge his cock felt as he
slid it into her pussy and fucked her that afternoon and early evening.
And, she knew that she would have to have him again and again. And she
knew that Matt would not like it at all, but he would have to tolerate
it, or leave.

Lisa's new goal was to teach Matt how to become a more tolerant husband,
one who could deal with a child from his wife's infidelity, and one who
could tolerate his wife having a girl's night out on a regular basis.
And the thought of being with Jeray on those nights, in his bed made
Lisa warm and lustful inside, even as her husband lay atop of her,
trying to please her. "He did this to himself." She thought in her mind
as she recalled Jeray's smoothly muscled black body and his thick, very
long, very hard black cock.


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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