To all readers – this is a fictional story. These characters are not real and do not exist. I am not writing this to offend anyone or to express my outrage over the content of the story. One of its purposes is sexual pleasure. This is not a grammar paper or a spelling bee test. This is a fictional story that deserves appreciation and may even satisfy some people. Otherwise, your comments are welcome. I want to write a good story, I want it to flow and be easy for everyone to understand. So enjoy it, and if you like it enough I will write more parts in the future.
Something happened that changed our lives, and I must take primary responsibility for making it happen. I can’t say I caused it, but I did nothing to stop or prevent it, and clearly I should have done something about it from the start.
It all started about 3 months ago. I own my own security management business. I build security systems for companies and businesses connected to law enforcement to ensure timely response. It was successful in the Dallas/Fort Worth metropolitan area and generated a large income, enough to let me retire at age 50.
I am 35 years old and my wife is 27 years old. She is a beautiful, brown haired sexy bunny, 5 feet and 4 inches tall. Ass so round and tight it will make you want to eat your dinner. , which makes her blonde hair even more beautiful as she cums all over her neck and screams in ecstasy. Her hair is soft and grows to the middle of her back, and she usually wears it in a ponytail. She takes great care in dressing up. She is also from the south, so she has a slow southern accent that drives people crazy. Wherever she went, every man who saw her pass by would glance at her, but she seemed completely oblivious.
We both have always been loyal to each other and never needed to look at each other for satisfaction. So what happened was not her choice but was imposed on her without her consent. Looking back now, I regret every day that I was not a part of it.
This is our story.
I bid on a high-rise building job for a large company that had recently moved to the Dallas area. Building their 20-story private building would be a several-month job and if I won the bid it would provide a big boost to the retirement fund I was working on. Lots of pad. Fortunately, I won the bid and the work began. For such a large construction I would have to hire a lot of new employees and training would be impossible. I needed people who were already trained and ready to work. I posted job ads online and in the newspaper and began interviewing. One of the first people I hired was a black man named Jerome who had moved to Dallas from Chicago looking for work. He had been working for ADT in Chicago for the past seven years and had been involved in all areas of the training process, making him a perfect fit for the job. He also said he had two friends who were willing to quit their jobs if he could find one. I ended up hiring all three of them. Over time, Jerome and I bonded and began a friendship. He was divorced and lonely, with no friends other than his two friends, so it didn’t take me long to realize that I should invite him to take our friendship to the next level.
This was my first mistake.
I spoke to Tara and she agreed and we decided to have Jerome over for dinner the following Friday night. Tara is an excellent cook and an even better hostess. I told her beforehand that Jerome was black and she said she had no problem with it or any prejudice. I knew from her family background that black people were not regulars at the dinner table, but she didn’t mind that, so I invited Jerome.
The week passed and I helped Tara get the house ready for Friday night. I went to the bedroom and saw Tara getting ready in the bathroom. God, she is so beautiful, my pants get in my face when I see her with her hair in a French ponytail, as she often does. Her beauty is amazing. She wore a white dress that was short to mid-thigh. It is made of elastic material and shows off her perfect figure. It had no sleeves and a button in the front, and she opened the top two buttons to show the bulge at the top of her breasts. She wore a white bra underneath, which was barely visible from her skirt. I have to assume that her panties are white too since I can’t see any other colors. I came up behind her and pressed my hips against hers, pushing her against the sink while my hands moved to her sides and grabbed her breasts. She leaned against me and giggled. I kissed her neck when she put her head on my shoulder. I could feel the blood flowing from the veins of his neck onto my lips.
“If you don’t stop this, your new friends will see a different side of you and me, big boy!” she said bluntly.
“You’re so sexy and so beautiful, baby. I could eat you up right now,” I said when my fingers felt her nipples harden through her bra and skirt. I took each nipple between my fingers and thumb and squeezed them hard. Tara groaned, reached up and began stroking my rock hard cock, which was taut against my jeans.
Tara has the most sensitive nipples I’ve ever heard of. Just rubbing and pulling made her cum. The harder and rougher you play with them, the better for her.
“Now stop it! I can’t serve dinner to your new friend with wet panties and a lecherous attitude. You have to wait till she leaves and then start where we left off,” she said and pulled her arms out of my arms. . . slid.
“Okay, okay, but I’m waiting for the whole nine yards before I go to sleep, no excuses, little tease!” I said and walked back into the living room with the Texas-sized hard card in my hand.
“You better stand in front of the air conditioner and let that snake calm down before you open the door, big boy!” She looked at the front of my pants and smiled.
I mumbled something about how she should handle it and left. I watched TV for a while and about fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang. When Tara came out of the hallway, I let Jerome in and led him to the living room. She seemed a little shocked by his size when she came in and I thought I should prepare her for it. Jerome is about 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighs 250 pounds. When he leaned down to kiss her, she almost jumped away from him, but steadied herself and let their lips touch without incident, she left us and went into the kitchen.
“Brett, you’ve met a beautiful woman. She’s beautiful and sexy.”
We talked for a while and I gave him a tour of the house and then came back to the kitchen. Tara was taking the last plate off the stove and said dinner was ready. Jerome proved to be very talkative at dinner and ate just the right amount for his size. When we were finished, Tara started clearing the plates and I helped her get everything off the table. She brought coffee and a cake she had baked herself, the famous layer cake she got from her mother. I could tell Jerome was attracted to her and all of her abilities and beauty.
We had just finished our coffee when my phone rang and I got a call from the night watchman of the new building that there had been a security failure, causing a false alarm throughout the system. I told him I would be there in a few minutes and apologized to my wife for her disappointed expression. When I stood up to leave, Jerome stood up as well.
“You don’t have to leave Jerome; I should be back in an hour or two. Tara can keep you entertained until I get home. Is that okay, dear?” I looked at my wife
I should have left alone and asked her to come with me, but as I said, I made some mistakes that night. She looked at me questioningly for a moment, then regained her composure.
That’s not a problem. You can watch TV, I’ll do the dishes, clean up, and then we’ll go watch Brett until Brett gets back.
I walked out the back door of the garage. I have a detached garage at the back of my house and I built a secret entrance in the bedroom closet. I added a big room between the garage and the back of the bedroom and filled it with security equipment and cameras. When I take a vacation, when I don’t have much going on, I mess around with it in there, and it’s nice to be able to walk out of the bedroom and go into the garage from there. Our house is big, over 4500 square feet, so when the garage door opens or closes you can’t hear anything in the house, and the path goes around the back of the house so you can’t see any lights coming in or out. So when I left Jerome, my assistant Dan called me and said he was on his way to deal with the problem and would call me if he needed me.
With a sigh of relief, I was pulled back into the garage, I took my security toys from the back room and through the closet to the bedroom. As I was walking down the hallway I heard my wife talking and I understood that she was angry. I have heard this tone before. I walked slowly into the hallway to see what was going on that was making her so angry. They were not in the living room, so I walked around the corner to the kitchen. Jerome let Tara lean against the dining table, wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her close to his body.
“I said no, Jerome and I are serious! Let me go!” his wife said angrily, placing her hands on his broad chest. Now, as far as my wife’s size is concerned, she is no match for the giant Jerome, and he laughs at her for trying to free herself.
“Baby, you can say ‘no’ now, but when Jerome starts doing things to you, it will turn into me begging for more.” Lips. He turned her head sideways, put his hands on her face and pushed again.
Now I should have rushed into the room, hit him over the head with a chair and dragged him out, but I blacked out. Well, I didn’t freeze all that much. As I watched my little wife struggle with this huge black man, I felt my cock start to get hard and it really turned me on. I don’t know why, but I turned and went into the storage room to get my safe toys, picked up a high-definition Sony video camera, and quickly walked back into the hallway. I knelt down in the kitchen, zoomed in, and saw Jerome grab my wife’s faltering hands, pull them behind her back, and hold them behind her with a huge paw. His other hand grabbed her chin, pulling her face back toward him, and I zoomed in as his tongue began to attack her closed mouth. She kept mumbling something behind her closed lips, and he kept laughing and pressing his tongue against her mouth. Finally fed up with the lack of reach, he moved his hand to the ponytail at the back of her head and twisted it until she screamed. When she opened her mouth to scream, his tongue slipped inside and she couldn’t stop him. She was still struggling, but every time she tried to break away or keep her mouth shut, his hands twisted her hair and she let him go. In this way his big tongue wreaked havoc on her mouth for more than ten minutes. Finally he came to his senses and smiled again.
“You might as well enjoy this sweet thing. I can have whatever you want tonight,” he said, bending down in front of her.
“Fuck off! You’re a bastard who molests women. Get your hands off me and I won’t call the police!” Tara gasped.
“Baby Cakes, when I’m done with you, the last thing you want to do is call the police. In fact, you’ll be screaming at me to give you more. That little white husband of yours doesn’t want anything I don’t know how to do. People like you toys, but old Jerome knows what you want and I’ll give it to you.
He let go of her hand, but before she could react, he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around until she was facing the table. He pushed her down onto the table and held her lower back with his big hand. She was still struggling valiantly, but her little legs were barely leaving the floor and she had no strength to push him away. He pulled her skirt up to her hips and only then did I realize why her panties were not visible through the skirt. She was wearing a white thong.
He pressed his cock against her ass and she struggled on the table. Her arms retreated, but his sheer size and strength were too much for her to overcome.
“Do you feel that big black cock baby? It’s going to be deep inside of you soon. When it gets there you’ll be screaming old Jerome’s name and begging me to make you cum on this big black dick! Stick!” He smiled again and started to undo his pants and pulled the zipper down with his free hand.
Tara struggled even more when she heard the sound of him pulling down her zipper.
“Please, Jerome! Just stop! Nothing is happening, you can go, I won’t say a word! Just stop and go!”
“Oh no honey, before tonight is over I am going to eat your cute little pussy and probably your perfectly round ass right now.” His pants fell to the floor and I noticed he was not wearing any underpants.
The reason I noticed it right away was because as Jerome came up to my beautiful wife, the black log swung in front of her and hit her ass. It’s huge. It’s all of 11 or 12 inches long, about as big as a can of coke. And Tara always said I was 8 inches long and perfect, but compared to Jerome, I was tiny.
I zoomed in and was mesmerized as he unzipped her thong in one go and pressed his huge cock into her pussy. It was an incredible sight, my beautiful wife’s smooth little pussy and this huge black cock ready to rape her. As he held her in place with one hand, he grabbed his cock with the other and started rubbing the plum-sized head on her labia. When she felt his cock touching her pussy, she screamed “no” and pushed the table with her hands. He rubbed until her pussy started responding and became wet enough to push the big head inside her.
“No! Damn it Jerome, no!”
“Oh, dear baby, your pussy is wet and hot too. Your pussy is burning for Jerome’s big black cock, isn’t it?”
I knew exactly what he was talking about when he said her pussy was on fire. Tara has the hottest pussy I have ever fucked. It is velvet smooth and soft inside and so hot that your cock is ready to explode at the first stroke.
He flexed his big hips and pushed into her pussy again, making more progress. He pulled out again and pushed harder and I could see a few inches enter her pussy.
“Oh baby, you are really tight and hot. I can tell your husband’s cock is small because you are still a virgin. Let’s see if we can fix this little problem now!” he said, jerking his cock. The cock was pulled out until I could see its whole head, then he pushed hard with his hips, burying the huge black cock into Tara’s sweet pussy.
Tara let out a loud scream and threw her head back at the pain of the cock attacking her.
It’s too big, stop it, you’ll kill me!
“Oh, you’ll feel so much better when the pain stops, little girl. Now hold on!”
“She’s wet now, so the next thrust will be much easier.” He thrusted all the way into her pussy until he was at the bottom and his balls were hitting her clit. When he reached the base of her pussy, he grunted and locked himself inside her without moving.
“Oh god, oh fuck, oh god, no more, no more. Please stop, please don’t!” she screamed over and over.
I asked myself over and over why? Why didn’t I stop this madness and save my wife as this monster raped her against her will. Why did I stay and not leave? Why would I make a movie out of it like some time-peeping pervert? I was sick and I had problems. I know that now, but I couldn’t answer it at the time.
“Now let’s show you what a little toy you really are Babycakes,” he said and pulled his big cock out of her and then thrust it in until his balls slapped hard against her pussy. For the next ten minutes his fucking of her was methodical. He repeatedly pulled his huge black cock all the way out and slammed it inside her. Eventually her screams turned to grunts and moans. Her hands were now firmly gripping the sides of the table, her hands had left her back and both of her hands were now holding the sides of her hips as he thrust his cock in and out of her pussy. The camera captured a close-up of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, she was getting wetter now, her juices were dripping from his big black balls onto the floor.
“You’re loving it right now, aren’t you, honey? Your pussy is so wet and it’s stretching my big black cock right now. You better not cum without telling me, little bitch. I want to hear you scream now!”
With that he started to fuck her faster. Her grunts and moans were getting louder. His big black hand came down hard on her right ass and he fucked her even faster.
“Tell me, bitch! Tell me you’re cumming on this big black cock!” Every time he said those words, his hand slapped her ass hard again.
It’s happening. My wife was about to cum while being raped by this big black cock. Her head lifted off the table and she gritted her teeth to keep quiet. Every time a hand landed on her ass, she jerked and shook her head as if to say no.
“Come on, my little toy! Make old Jerome scream and let him fuck you hard! Say my name, bitch, and tell me you like this big black cock!”
Her grunts got louder and more intense with every thrust of his hips and every slap of his hands on her ass. Eventually, she broke down.
“Oh, fuck, no! No, no, no!” She fought with everything she had, but her body betrayed her and she was losing fast.
“Oh, fuck me! Yes, little bitch! Cum on that big black cock! Feel what a real cock feels like! Tell me bitch, who’s your daddy? Cum on my cock while you scream my name bitch!” Jerome was yelling at her now.
He raised his left hand, grabbed her braid, pulled her head back and slapped her ass hard with his other hand.
