Submission of Lori Part 1	
by Greg

Since I have become familiar with the stories of a sexual nature on
the internet, I have found many others who seem to enjoy a
relationship similar to the one my wife and I are now involved in.
I guess most readers want to get right into the sex, but since this
is a true story, I feel the need to give a bit of a history.       

My name is Greg and I am a white professional male, 45 years old.  I
am very well off due to the recent merger of a start up company in
Palo Alto, California.  I would consider myself good looking, of
average build, though I can stand to get back in college shape.
Lori, my wife is a year younger, though she really does look to be
in her thirties, not forties.  She is five foot four, a hundred and
eighteen pounds.  She has short brown hair and is quite striking.
She was a cheerleader at UCLA and still retains that youthful
California look.  We meet while I was a senior at UC Berkeley.  Lori
quit school and lived in the area.  I met her through a mutual
friend.  We had a normal courtship for the seventies and were
married after my graduation.  We have two sons, the youngest having
left home this year for college.  I would not say our sex life was
bad, but nothing like what is described in stories and letters.  I
have always had a secret desire to be dominated in a relationship
but n ever acted on it.  I was sure Lori would think me strange. Sex
was frequent, but  pretty much revolved around Lori s moods, though
we wouldn't  be considered in a D/s relationship my any stretch of
the imagination.

This year when our house was empty of children I began to sneak in
adult movies and watch them after Lori went to bed.  My favorites
were ones where the wife was used by other men while the husband
watched.  One day Lori caught me watching a video and rather than
being upset, as I thought she would, she had me bring it into our
bedroom so we both could enjoy it.  

We enjoyed a renewed sex life, and she encouraged me to rent them
more often. She guessed, after awhile, by my selections that I
enjoyed the wife watching videos and really did not go much more
into it.  One night we were watching a video where a white woman was
being fucked by a black man, who, for a video, was rather rough with
the woman.  She was ordered to perform and little interest was
expressed in her comfort or enjoyment.  For the first time in our
relationship I found Lori to be visibly taken by the video.  When I
questioned her she told me a story, after I promised not to be
upset.      

It seems in her third year at UCLA she dated a black football
player.  Partly because she wanted to prove she was liberal and open
minded, partly because he was a campus celebrity and partly to piss
off her parents.  She enjoyed the sex, and the further the
relationship went the more dominant he became towards her.  She
found she enjoyed this and though she felt guilty she looked forward
to each stage of their development together.  It started with Jason
(his name) being more demanding and rough in their sex;  forcing her
to deep throat his large cock, fucking her in the ass when he
wished, making her verbally beg and plead for his attention.  Jason
seemed to enjoy the fact she never turned him down and always pushed
the envelope to see how far she would go.  He began to make her
dress provocatively, to take her for rides in his convertible and
flash herself to truckers.  While at his frat house he would openly
feel her up in front of his friends and speak crudely in front of
her.  

He would ask her if she wanted his black cock up her ass, and while
she would blush in front of the laughing frat members her pussy
would become soaking wet.  He would send her to his room and tell
her to be ready to get fucked, grabbing a tit for emphasis.  Later
on he would brazenly pull up her shirt and play with her nipples
while he and his team mates watched television.  

When she would ask him to stop he would tell her she knew where the
door was and could leave any time she became tired of his cock. She
knew he didn't love, or even like her anymore but for some strange
reason she didn't care.  She loved being his white slut.  One night
he was having a card game and had her dress in a micro-mini skirt
with no panties.  He would throw a chip on the ground and tell her
to pick it up.  He made her bend at the waist so her ass and pussy
lips were exposed to everyone.  Next, still trying to see how far
she would go, Jason told her to suck his cock during the commercial
breaks while he and 6 or 7 friends were watching the sweet sixteen
basketball playoff.  At first she refused, and Jason went ballistic,
he told her to get her white cunt out and he didnt want to see her
ever again.  She knew she should leave but found she was wetter than
she had ever been!  When she said she would do it, he told her since
she refused she now had to be naked and while the gam e was on she
would get beers for him and his buddies. As soon as a commercial
break was on she had thirty seconds to wrap her lips around his
cock.  If she didn't it was goodbye.  She had never been so
humiliated....or so horney.

She removed her clothes and sat on the floor next to Jason waiting
for the first commercial.  She spent the rest of the day sucking him
to 3 orgasms, two of which he had her swallow and one which he
sprayed across her face.  After the game he sent her home and
wouldn't let her clean her face off.  Once outside she hurriedly
rubbed the cum off with her hands but she could smell the odor of
sex and was sure everyone else could. She quit college at the end of
that year when Jason told her she had to service his friends.  She
found the strength to say no, but knew if she stayed in school she
would be back.  She moved home and that is when I met her. 

I asked her if she missed that relationship and she said she knew we
could never have that type of sex and often dreamed of it.  She
smiled shyly and said she truly loved me and would not jeopardize
our marriage.  I told her I loved her and if she wanted to find a
dominant black male to use her I would agree if she allowed me to
watch.  We both, after 22 years of marriage understood each other.
We both also knew we couldn't act on our desires because of the risk
to family and reputation,  That is until we meet Lawrence.....

Submission of Lori Part 2	

As I said earlier, my company had been bought out by a larger group
based in Boston.  I was in charge of the transition period, which we
figured would take six to twelve months.  The Boston office sent out
their executive who I was to train...this is Lawrence.  A very well
educated, very successful thirty-six year old black man.  When I
first saw him he reminded me of Jerry Rice, the football player, in
size and looks.  I must admit my first thought was of him with Lori,
but quickly dismissed it, what with me knowing nothing about him and
the fact he traveled out with his wife and three daughters to find a
condo he could rent for the transition period.  He seemed likable
enough and I did my best helping him fit in.  His family was only
going to be here for a week so most of his time was spent finding a
place to live.  With his girls school and club activities he and
his wife decided she and the girls would stay in Boston.      

Our bosses threw a dinner party for Lawrence and his wife and all
the executives and their wives, as a welcome for him.  I didnt tell
Lori much about Lawrence, especially that he was black, and I could
see in her eyes that same look she had when she told me about her
adventures with Jason in college. Lawrence had a gleam in his eye
when he met Lori and smiled when he had to pull his hand away from
their handshake while she stared with glazed eyes.  I pulled her to
the side later in the evening and told her it was obvious to
everyone she was enthralled by this man.  She said, with a smile,
I'd fuck him here, in front of everyone, if I could, but instead
I'll just fantasize about him when I'm fucking you tonight.

I certainly was excited by her response, and out of the corner of my
eye I saw Lawrence's wife behind us.  I hoped she hadn't heard
anything!   

That Monday, Lawrence came to work after taking his family to the
airport and asked me of a gym nearby where he could workout before
work.  He also asked if I would like to join him in the morning
workouts because he found them much more  intense if done with a
partner.  I told him I've been meaning to start back up to lose the
fifteen pound spare tire I had and agreed to join him.  He looked at
me and said, twenty.  

When I asked what that meant he said I should lose twenty not
fifteen pounds.  We agreed to meet that evening to sign up and have
a light workout.  We both headed home to pick up our gym clothes and
met at 8 o'clock.

After a workout, which I must admit proved I was out of shape and
Lawrence was in excellent form, I told him I'd see him tomorrow.
Lawrence said to come in and shower, which I told him I would plan
on doing that when I got home. Without raising his voice or changing
his expression he said Greg, I think it would be best for you and
Lori if you did as I said.  

I was intrigued and also felt a strange meek feeling come over me.
I followed him into the mens shower room.  Lawrence sat on the
bench and told me he is a very happily married man and would not do
anything to risk his family, his job or his reputation.  He felt I
probably felt the same which I nodded in agreement to. I wasn't sure
where this was heading, and my first thought was he was making a
pass at me.  Lawrence went on to say he is a highly sexed individual
and he has a dominant kinky side which his wife is aware of but
doesn't participate in.

Back in Boston, he went on, I have three white women who I call my
bitches.  They are all married and each spends one night a week,
with their husband's approval, and usually presence, as my slut.

He smiled as I stared back and continued.  I noticed how Lori was
watching me at the dinner and when my wife overheard her tell you
she would fuck me in front of everyone, I thought I might have the
answer to my problem. What problem is that, Lawrence? I asked.
Finding a white slut to use for the next 6 to 12 months, of course,
he smiled.  

My bitches in Boston are younger, but Lori is a beautiful and well
kept lady. I do not enter these things lightly, Greg nor do I expect
you to.  I require, and will give you, blood tests showing HIV
status. I will give you both an extensive questionaire to fill out
which will tell me both Lori and your limits.  It is rated 1 to 5;
1, being Lori would never do it, or you wouldn't want to see her do
it and 5 being she would love to do it and you would love to see it.
The 1's and 5's are easy.  The 2, which is something she will only
do if forced to, or something you really do not care to see but
would allow is the hardest.  If you both score a 2 on the same
subject I will not usually ask Lori to perform it, unless it happens
to be a favorite of mine.  You will see by my system I will know
very well what the two of you want.  For example if Lori puts a 2
for anal sex and you put it as a 5, that you really would like to
see my black cock up her ass, then anal sex becomes a 4, or
something we will do frequently.

Are you following this Greg?  Yes, I stammered.  Good, because what
this does is it allows me to plan our adventures together well in
advance.  It also puts us in a place where neither of you should say
NO to me.  If you were honest on the form, you will never be asked
to do something you do not like, so be truthful in your answers.
Also if either of you ever do refuse me, it is over right then and
there, no questions, no discussion.  Understood? Lawrence paused and
stared at me while I nodded yes. The reason I brought you in here
was to discuss this and show you this at which he pulled down his
shorts and removed his shirt and supporter.  Hanging between his
legs was the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life, and it
wasn't even hard.  He began to stroke it while he spoke,

Greg, I know you would like to see your pretty wife naked on her
knees sucking on this, begging me to fuck her with it and pleading
for me to cum all over her face or inside her cunt.  Wouldn't you?
By now he was hard and most have measured a good 9 or 10 inches.  

Yes, sir, I mumbled.  Good, I can't wait to fuck and use her.
Remember what I said in the beginning, I have no interest in ruining
your marriage, your reputation or your family.  We will be discreet,
and if I set up sessions that seem dangerous or spontaneous you must
trust me that I have set these events up.  No one will be hurt, nor
will either of you be embarrassed .  You WILL be humiliated and
used, but that is what you want. You can be assured reputations will
not be blemished.  All of the couples back in Boston are prominent
people who, like me cannot afford scandal.  

Lastly, inside that bag I have the questionaires, the lab you need
to go for your blood tests and a black dildo that is roughly the
size of my cock.  Wednesday evening I will be calling your home at 9
PM sharp.  If Lori has agreed to this relationship, as I think you
already have, she is to answer the phone naked and knelling in the
bedroom.  The dildo should be close by.  At that time I will give
instructions for our first meeting.  It will be soon because I do
not like going without pussy for long.  At work we will not discuss
this, that is why our workouts will be good, we can talk then.  I
have had a vasectomy so Lori doesnt need to worry about pregnancy,
though the ultimate humiliation for a slut is to be breed.
Good-bye, Greg.  

Lawrence turned and walked into the shower.  I picked up the bag and
headed home to speak to Lori.  I felt a bit guilty and embarrassed
because I sported the hardest cock of my life!    

Lori just stared at the black dildo she held in her hands after I
finished describing Lawrences conversation at the gym.  She asked
if I wanted this to happen and I told her I did.  I told her we can
quit at any time and if like with Jason she cannot quit without
leaving, we know Lawrence is going to be gone in a year at most.  I
also explained how he had as much to lose as us if this became
known, so it was much safer than trying a swinger's ad or better
then spending the rest of our life wondering what would have been.
She smiled, grabbed my hand and said she loved me, but wanted me to
know if she agrees, she will do anything for Lawrence, no matter how
kinky.  

I told her I understood and since we both had the chance to give a
1 to any act on his form, she really would never be doing anything
we both didn't consent to. Let's fill out the forms, then Lori
exclaimed as she jumped up.  

We made love that night twice, something I haven't done in years.  I
know both of us were thinking about the phone call the next evening.

On Wednesday morning I gave Lawrence the filled out questionaires
and told him I was setting up our appointments for the blood tests.
I told him neither of us have been with another person since our
marriage and he smiled, saying he had thought as much, but it is
still better for everyone to have positive proof.  He rubbed his
crotch and said he will be looking forward to speaking to Lori that
night.  

Twenty minutes before nine Lori was naked, holding onto the black
dildo, sitting by the phone.  When it rang, it startled us both as
Lori dropped to her knees and slowly lifted up the receiver.  Hello,
this is Lori, she stammered. Yes, I am sorry, this is Lori your
black cock loving slut.  

For the next fifteen minutes she listened attentively, answering a
few times with I see or Yes Sir.  When she hung up the phone she
smiled and told me what Lawrence had instructed her.  I was to shave
her cunt and ass, and to be careful not to leave a strand of hair.
This was to be my job twice a week, and the day of any meetings Lori
was to have with him.  She was told not to ever wear pantyhose while
he was in town.  He hates it and said she can go without or with a
garter belt and nylons.  He gave her a description of the type of
clothes he expected her in and suggested she go shopping if they
weren't in her present wardrobe.  When I asked if they were
outwardly slutty clothes, Lori assured me they were not much
different than her present outfits, just a little sexier.  No flats,
minimum 3 heels, skirts above the knee, dresses and blouses that
button up the front, sexy lingerie.

These were clothes that would accentuate her beauty but not cheapen
her look in front of friends.  Finally she said she was to fuck
herself with the dildo tonight while she sucked my cock.  Lawrence
wanted her to compare my hardon with the rubber dick so she could
imagine how much better her next fuck would be.  She said he was
going to make arrangements for us to spend the night in San
Francisco the following week.  I was not to fuck her till then.  I
was to suck her pussy when she wished and I could only masturbate in
her presence.  When I came I was to shoot my load on her cunt and
lick up the mess.  Lori smiled saying Lawrence wanted me to get use
to eating his cum from her body.  

Tonight after I came in her mouth we were to French kiss and
exchange my cum back and forth.  Lori proceeded to rub the black
dildo across her cunt and I could hear, from across the room the
squishy sounds of her wet cunt....
