Mrs. Linda Simmons

Leaning her head against the man she had married just yesterday, Linda could not hold back the sniffles nor the tears that continued to flow down her cheeks.  She closed her eyes and swallowed deeply as her husband of just a day continued to apologize profusely for having started the argument due to his jealousy in seeing her old boyfriend give her a kiss at the wedding.  "I'm sorry, honey!  It's just that I saw all red in seeing Ben kiss you!" she heard him say as he stroked her arm.  Unable to make it to the honeymoon resort that night due to their late start, they had pulled off road and checked into the motel for the night.  But as the bickering continued, the very first argument between them, her husband had taken a drive to cool off.  Unknown to Linda at the time, Rod had gotten into a fender bender in the next town about twenty minutes away and could not get a rental till the following day.

Upset at the time, with her husband leaving in a huff, Linda had decided to go over to the tavern across the parking lot and listen to the live group that was playing there.  One martini was normally her limit but in her depressed state, on what should have been the happiest day of her life, Linda was in the mood to drown her sorrows.  She had been caught by surprise when the bartender, the owner of the club, brought over a drink on the house commenting "To cheer up the beautiful lady!"  Looking up and smiling at the friendly man, Linda then blurted out her troubles to the seemingly concerned fellow.  In chatting with the man, Linda was surprised to find that he was not just the bartender but owner of the club.  Little did she realize that there was only thing on the mind of the devious Nate Moore, that being to somehow get into her panties.  For a couple hours, she listened to the country music group, continuing to down the martinis.

Smiling and pretending to be a caring friend, when the lovely newlywed looked at the watch and got up to leave, Nate offered to see her safely to her door.  Seeing her apprehension, Nate advised "This is not the safest neighborhood, especially at this time at night!  I wouldn't want a customer at my club running into any trouble!"  But Nate was disappointed as the young beauty indicated she would be fine as it was just a short distance to walk and the parking lot was very well lit.  Linda had politely turned the bartender's offer down for she did not want this rather repulsive black man escorting her back to the motel, especially if Tom had returned.  With Tom having gotten upset with her old boyfriend showing up at the wedding and giving her a small kiss, she could not help but wonder just how Tom would react if he saw her being escorted back to the motel by a stranger ………………a big black man on top of that.  But as Linda took her first step, the room began to spin and she had to hold onto the barstool to keep from falling.  Closing her eyes to stop the spinning sensation, she sighed as strong hands on her arms to held her steady.  In her inebriated condition, Linda expressed her appreciation to the helpful man who had prevented her from falling.  Never having consumed so much alcohol, Linda realized that she indeed needed some help.  As the bartender was also the owner of the club, she felt that it would be safe to ask him for his assistance and took him up on the proposed escort service.

Closing her eyes, Linda tried to recall all the events, remembering exiting the club and stepping out into the parking lot.  She then recalled the bartender telling her to check and see if her husband's car was parked in the lot, signifying that he indeed had returned.  'Oh, God, how stupid of me!  He wanted to hear me say that Tom's car was no where in sight!  I should have lied, then he'd have merely walked me to the door and gone back to the club!' she realized.  'Stupid ………..stupid!  How stupid can you be, Linda?' she chastised herself.  'Stupid!  You went and set yourself up!  Getting wasted at a bar ………………..then letting some guy you just met walk you home ……………….after telling him that you had a fight with your husband!  So stupid …………………..so dumb ………….you got what you deserved for being so stupid!  Oh, God ……………..how could all of this happen?  Raped …………….by a black man ……………..on my wedding day!' Linda sobbed to herself.

Nate Moore

Feeling her husband's hand stroking her arm as he held her close, Linda shivered as she thought 'Oh, Tom ……………just a day ago, we exchanged our wedding vows …………………..and now ……………….a day later ……………..another man has already possessed me!  And ………………and I'm soiled with his filthy scum still in me!  Oh, God ……………..God, what if he got me pregnant?'  Passing through a small town, the sight of the drug store made her head turn.  Viewing the fast food drive-in next to it, she asked "Tom …………..are you hungry, honey?  Should we stop to get a bite?"  "Let's not stop now, honey!  I called the resort yesterday to advise them we were delayed and would be in early morning!  We'll be there in an hour if we don't stop!" came her husband's reply.

Linda had desperately wanted to run into the drug store to buy a potent douche, then go to the restroom in the restaurant and flush out the rapist's dangerous seed.  With Tom, a condom was always used and that was to continue during the honeymoon until such time that they were ready to start a family.  Thus, she had not purchased nor packed such a protective item to take on her honeymoon.  Having surrendered her virginity to Tom and always having used a condom, last night was the very first time her womb had been flooded with a man's semen.  Not only was another man the first to possess her following her wedding vows, that man had been the only man to ever shoot his potent sperm into her body.  As the drug store slowly disappeared from sight, Linda could only sit there in the car, feeling a trickle of her rapist's slimy spend ooze out of her ravaged slit to be absorbed in the crotchband of her panties.

As they neared the resort, still leaning against her husband with his hand on her arm, Linda shivered as she felt his hand move.  Throughout their dating and engagement, Linda knew that Tom loved to touch and fondle her breasts, something that she always permitted especially when she was snuggled up to him like now.  But as her husband's fingers made contact with her right breast, Linda gritted her teeth as her body shuddered in pain.  'Oh, God ……………..it hurtssssssss!' Linda shuddered as Tom grasped her though her blouse and bra.  Gritting her teeth, she bit back the pain, not wanting to remove her husband's hand for fear of giving away the pain he was causing her.  The bite marks of her rapist had left the tender flesh of her breasts discolored, with teeth marks clearly visible.  When she had inspected herself in the motel's bathroom, Linda knew that she could not let her husband see breasts throughout their honeymoon, not with the bite marks of her rapist so clearly visible.

With the resort finally coming into sight from a distance, Linda used this as the excuse for sitting up in her seat and move away from her husband's fondling of her bruised breasts.  She knew that Tom would want to spend the time in the honeymoon suite making love to her.  But during the long drive, Linda had come up with a strategy to stall things, planning to keep them busy together eating and seeing the sights.  Lovemaking would have to wait till evening, when the lights could be turned off in the honeymoon suite and her bruises could not be observed.  That night, Linda gave her husband just a glimpse of her dressed in a sexy negligee while in bed, then had him turn off the bathroom light before he made it over to the bed.  The panting and moans she emitted, as Tom sucked upon her nipples, was not of pleasure but that of pain.  As her husband got in position to penetrate her, Linda reminded him of the need for a condom, reaching over to the nightstand to retrieve the foil packet that she had put there in advance.

Normally Tom would put it on by himself.  But Linda was worried that he might be able to detect she was different upon entering her ………………….that her slit was not tight as it normally was ………………that she had been stretched widely open!  As Tom tore open the packet, Linda reached over to grasp his cock in her hand, then began to pump him.  She had touched his hardened cock before during lovemaking but never in this avid manner, pumping her hand up and down in a feverish pace.  "Oh, honey …………………honey …………………not so fast ……………….too fast ………………ohhhhhhhhhh …………..you're going to make me ………………….lose itttttttttttttttttttttttt!" her husband groaned as Linda continued to jerk upon his now spurting cock.  Fortunately, Linda had taken Tom's discarded pair of jockeys, using them to cap his cock and keep from spraying his load all about the bed.  As Tom exhaustedly collapsed back onto the bed, then snuggle to him, kissing him as he embraced her.  Just as she had hoped for, her husband soon fell asleep without making love to her.

Up early the next morning, dressed in a blouse and shorts, Linda shook her husband awake.  "C'mon, honey ………………….they're serving a champagne brunch today!  Let's go downstairs to eat!  I'm just famished!" she exclaimed excitedly.  Linda knew that her husband would have much more preferred to remain in bed and consummate their two-day old marriage.  But her ploy worked to perfection as Tom didn't want to disappoint her, especially when she was beaming with excitement to explore the resort facilities.

Finally, on the second night at the resort, Linda knew there was no way to fend off her lusting and rather frustrated husband.  But now, she felt much more confident in being able to make love to Tom once again, though knew that she had to keep the lights off to hide her badly bruised breasts.  Making sure that Tom put on a condom, she nervously waited for him to shuffle up between her legs, hoping that her slit had tightened up to what would feel like normal as her husband inserted himself into her.  As Tom entered her, Linda squeezed her cunt muscles as tightly as possible, trying to hide the fact that she had been stretched widely by the bartender's big black cock.  Clenching and unclenching her muscles around her husband's cock, Linda could not help but mentally compare his much smaller penis versus what she had brutally forced into her the other night. 

She was thankful for the condom, for if her rapist had impregnated her, Linda did not want there to be any possibility that she would be aborting Tom's baby.  Encircling her arms and legs to embrace Tom, as he began to thrust in and out of her, Linda could not help but think of how much more muscular man her rapist had been.  As Tom labored above her, Linda's mind drifted back to that night in the motel room, how the black bartender had taken her to heights never reached before.  Dreaming of that night, she tightened her legs even more around Tom's waist as his little penis could hardly be felt, arching upwards and began frantically humping back at him to get some satisfaction out of it.

Unfortunately for Linda, her actions were just too much for her rather inexperienced young husband.  Suddenly, his body gave that all too familiar twitch, the indication that he was about to lose control and spew his load.  Frantic, Linda released the tight grip of her legs, pleading "No, Tom ……………..nooo!"  Catching herself, she then tightened her legs again and humped back, pretending that her husband had taken her to a climax as she frustratedly wailed out "Yessss ……………ohhh, yesssss ………………..ohhhhh, Tom …………………I ……………………..I'm cumminggggggggggg!"  Normally, when making love with Tom, Linda had always found it exciting and achieved an orgasm.  Wide awake as she now embraced her husband's sleeping body upon her, Linda realized just how close she had come to giving away the fact that she was no where near reaching a climax. 

'What's gotten into me?  How can I be thinking of another man when making love to Tom?  How can I be thinking of the man who raped me?' she asked herself.  Throughout the remainder of the honeymoon, things did not improve in the lovemaking for Linda.  Each time, she found herself having to fake it, moaning and groaning as if in the throes of an orgasm.  Dejected, Linda still had to chuckle as to how good she had gotten in faking an orgasm, thinking 'I'm getting to be a pro at this, making Tom think that he brought me off with that puny excuse between his legs and had me riding a rocket ship that took me out of this world!  If he only knew the real reason for my excitement ......................pretending a big black stud was going to give me a good fucking!'

Nine weeks later, Linda lied and told Tom the girls were getting together on a Friday night and sleeping over at her best friend's place.  This would be Linda's first night away and apart from her husband since that night in the motel.  Linda was indeed staying over at Charlotte's place, but it was not a planned get-together with the girls.  It would be a place for her to recuperate, to be nursed by her friend if necessary, if Linda felt any problems following the scheduled afternoon abortion at her gynecologist's office.  Charlotte was her closest and best friend, in fact her maid of honor at the wedding, one whom Linda knew that she could tell anything and it be kept in confidence.  Upon discovering that she was indeed pregnant from the rape, Linda had to talk to someone and it was Charlotte that she confided in. 

Best friends since high school, followed with being roommates in the college sorority house, Linda knew that her best friend would be able to help her through his ordeal.  As she relayed the details following their departure from the reception, Linda took comfort in the arms of her best friend as she relayed the details of her tiff with Tom, his leaving in a huff, and her going over to the bar to get a drink and relax.  Tears streaming down her face, Linda told her friend of her stupidity in along the bartender/owner of the club to walk her across the parking lot to motel room since she was quite woozy after all those martinis.  "Oh, Charlotte ………………Charlotte ……………he raped me ……………the bastard raped me ………………..on the night of my wedding!  And now ……………..and now I ……………….I'm pregnant …………………pregnant from the rape!" Linda wept in the arms of her best friend.  When asked if she was sure that her pregnancy was a result of the rape, Linda nodded her head as a 'yes', then blurted out how she had made sure of Tom always wearing a condom.

Putting their heads together, they then concocted the 'get-together' of all the gals and that she would be spending the night, giving Linda the excuse of not going home to her husband on the day she would have the rapist's baby aborted.  Linda couldn't thank her good friend enough, knowing all along that Charlotte would come through for her as she had expected.  During the night of her stay at Charlotte's, Linda made another confession to her close friend, telling her how the rape had affected her ability to respond to Tom's lovemaking.  "Oh, Charlotte ……………it was always so good before ..…………………before the rape!  But now ………………ever since that awful day ………………I …………..I can't respond to Tom!  I ………………I feel so guilty …………………imaging that bartender crawling up on me each time!" she blurted out.  Glad to have someone to talk to, able to reveal her innermost secrets, Linda relayed "He ………he ……….the bartender ………was the typical stereotyped black male ……….tall …………muscular ………………'big' ……………you know …………..you know …………….you know what I mean, don't you?  Oh, God, Charlotte …………..he was so big ……………….he ……………..he tore me open!"

Six months later, sitting with Charlotte as they sipped a drink together, Linda stammered "Charlotte ………………….it ……………….it hasn't improved at all!  The only thing that's gotten better ……………….is ………………..is me faking my orgasms!  Oh, God ……………I've gotten so good at it that Tom thinks he's really fantastic in bed!  I've …………….I've even went out and bought me …………..a dildo …………….so I can get myself off in the bathroom when Tom falls asleep!"  Blinking back the tears, Linda then added "To make it even worse ………………..I keep making believe it’s the black bartender in bed with me ………………giving me what I need!"

As they continued discussing her problem, Linda confided further in her friend, telling Charlotte "I feel so ………………so guilty ……………..thinking of the bastard who raped me!  But ………………I …………….I keep thinking of ………………of the way he made ………………made me ……………!"  "Cum?" her friend asked in finishing her statement for her.  Blinking back the tears, Linda nodded a 'yes' and added "I ………..I've never felt anything like it before ………………or since!"  As Charlotte put an arm around her, Linda could not believe her friend as she suggested "Linda, I think there's only one thing that'll help!  You need to have an affair …………….take a lover who'll make you cum and cum and cum!"  "You can't be serious!  There's no way I can do that!  Being forced by the bartender is one thing but I can't just go out purposely and cheat on Tom with another man!" she responded.

Months later, she and Tom were headed out to meet up with some old college friends, for a weekend at a vacation home in the mountains.  As they drove along, Linda suddenly realized that they were on the same road that they had taken on the drive to the honeymoon resort.  She shivered upon seeing that the small town where they had stopped at the motel was nearing.  Then the familiar tavern came into view, causing Linda to squeeze her thighs tightly together, trying to stem the flow of her juices that seeped out of her slit and into the crotch of her panties.  She couldn't take her eyes off the front of the tavern, wondering or was it hoping to get a view of the man who had viciously raped her.  Then came the motel and Linda blinked back the tears as she stared up at the corner room on the 2nd floor, where she had been raped on her wedding night.  'Raped and impregnated on your wedding night …………………..by a black bastard!' she reminded herself.

As Nate Moore prepared to get away from his tavern or awhile, he looked forward to taking in a pro football game, then visit with his elderly parents living in Shreveport.  Pulling the manila envelope out from his private drawer, he thought back to that eventful night just a year ago, the evening when a beautiful newlywed got into a tiff with her husband and the young fool leaving her all alone in the two-bit motel next door.  Opening the envelope, he saw the videotape that had captured his destruction of the just married bride.  Then he reached in to grasp the sealed plastic bag next to the tape.  Opening the small plastic bag, Nate withdrew the lacy black panties that he had stripped from the sexy young bride.  Holding it up to his face, inhaled deeply, then smiled widely upon finding that the beauty's sweet fragrance had indeed been well preserved.

Turning on the television set, then putting the tape into the video recorder, Nate watched the home video of the young beauty lying passed out on the motel room's bed.  It brought back all the memories of that night, as Nate realized that this was the scene shortly after escorting the woozy and foolish young bride back to her motel room.  After he had forced himself upon the resisting beauty and viciously raped her upon the bed.  "Oh, baby ………………..you were so fuck'n tight!" Nate chuckled loudly as he watched the video.  Nate smiled as he could still hear her pleas in his mind, recalling her beg  "Oh, Goddddddd ……………please, please …………oh, please don’t rape me ……pleaseeeeeeeee …………..!  Oh, please ……no, please ……..no, I’ll get pregnant ……please, please put on a condom …..I can’t have a baby from you!  Oh, please, noooooooo ……please leave ……..please, I won’t tell anyone!"

'Damn, she sure was so fuck'n sweet!' Nate reflected.  Looking at the screen, he smiled as it coming up to the point when he was focusing the camera on the unconscious beauty, zooming in up between her widespread legs.  "Ah, yeahhhhhh!" Nate gloated as the beauty's raped slit was raped from the fuck'n he'd given her and drooling out his thick potent jizz!  'Damn, I wonder if I knocked the dumb bitch up?' he wondered.  Wrapping the pair of panties around his throbbing cock, Nate began wanking himself as he continued watching the video.  "Ahhh, baby ……………..ya gonna love seeing some stills of this ……………..with Nate 'ol black magic disappears up yer tight little cunt!  Ah, yeah …………………….yeah, baby ……………..ya gonna luv seeing yer sweet little lips wrapped around my big black bone!  Seeing me spurt all over yer purty little face!" he laughed.

'Damn, sure wish I had been there to see ya get up and discover all that dried jizz on yer face!  And the two loads of cum oozing out of yer precious little cunt!' he added.  Feeling the throbbing of his cock quicken, Nate knew that he was on the verge of losing it.  Quickly grabbing some tissue paper, he covered his cockhead and began spurting his seed into it.  He breathed a sigh of relief for he did not want to soil the pair of panties, nor end up having to clean up a messy desk later.  A bit later, Nate looked at the deposit slip that he had taken from the beauty's purse.  He smiled as it had everything on it.  Name, address, social security number, and phone number of the young bitch for Nate to track and pay a visit on his trip to Shreveport.  Turning his computer and inserting photo quality in the printer, he then prepared to made some stills from the video.  'Yeah, baby ………………….ya gonna flip out when ya get a set of these in the mail!  Yeah ………….Nate's really gonna make ya flip out when he gets in yer tight little panties again!' he thought.

With the rape obviously having gone unreported, Nate knew he had the pretty bitch over a barrel at this point.  What could she say or do when he showed up in her life once again!  Looking at the deposit slip, he thought 'Well, now, why don't I's give the purty little wife a call right now!  Bet that'll have her creaming in those tight little panties of hers!  Yeah, why not?  After all, its only polite to wish you a Happy Anniversary on your 1st Anniversary!'  Dialing the number on the deposit slip, he heard the phone being answered on the third ring, then heard the sweet familiar voice once again as she answered with a "Hello!"  "Mrs. Simmons?  Mrs. Linda Simmons?" Nate asked.  "Yes!" came the response in a sweet voice.  "Wants some good fuck'n, baby?" Nate asked gruffly.  Upon having the phone slammed on his ear, Nate just chuckled and broke out laughing.

"Who was that, honey?" Linda heard her husband ask from the bedroom.  "Just …………..just a wrong number, Tom!" she stammered out.  This had not been an easy day for Linda to get through as she had just gotten dressed in an elegant navy blue dress and heels as she and Tom prepared to head out to a plush restaurant for dinner.  Throughout the day, flashbacks had haunted her of that vicious rape exactly a year ago today, and the crank call now had gotten her unnerved.  Laughing, Nate suspected that the sexy beauty had not recognized his voice upon slamming the phone down.  Having waited a couple of minutes, he then hit the redial button and waited.  Then came a more hesitant answering of "Hel ……hello!" on the phone from the young wife.  "Just called to wish you a Happy Anniversary, Mrs. Simmons!  After the way we spent yer wedding night together, I think it's only polite to call you on this special day!  It wasn't very nice of you hanging up on me like that!" he advised.

Phone to her ear, Linda was frozen to the spot as she now recognized the voice on the other end.  'Oh, God ……………….oh, God ……………….it's him!' she realized in horror as the evil man who had raped her on her wedding night now began to taunt her.  "Ya had quite an unusual wedding day compared to other brides, didn't ya, Mrs. Simmons?  Not every bride has her husband leaving her alone on her wedding day so she can get busted wide open by a big black buck, huh, bitch?" came the taunting.  "Oh, God ………………please!  What ……………….what do you want?" Linda stammered softly into the phone, looking towards the bedroom to be certain Tom was not coming out as yet.  Hearing his laughter had Linda shivering in fright, then cringing upon hearing "I wanna fuck ya again, bitch!  Wanna rip open that tight little pussy of yer again!"  "Please ……………….please ……………….nooooo!" she shuddered.

"Gonna be in Shreveport next week, sweetie!  Shall I's come over to yer house ………..or do ya wanna meet me in my hotel room …………………..so we can fuck?"  "Please ………………..please ………………….noooooo!" came the response.  "Hey, baby ……………..tell me ………………did I get ya knocked up?" Nate asked.  Hearing the sobs over the phone, Nate smiled in knowing that he in fact had done the deed.  Hearing her husband calling her in the background, Nate advised "Guess ya need to go, huh?  Check yer mail in a few days and I'll call ya later!"  Hanging up the phone, Linda rushed to the bathroom as she blinked back the tears, not wanting Tom to see her in this state of duress.  Trying to catch her breath and regain her composure, Linda looked into the mirror and realized that she would have to touch up her make-up.  'Oh, God …………………what should I do?  What can I do?' she asked herself.  Closing her eyes, Linda then cupped her breasts through her dress and bra, feeling her nipples begin to harden as she imagined that it was her rapist's hands upon her once again.  She pictured herself back in the motel room, stripped of her clothing, legs widespread as the black bartender showed her no mercy.  'Oh, God ..........................raped on my wedding night!' she sobbed as she fingered herself.

    

At the plush restaurant, Linda could only pick on her food, only able to think of the recent phone call.  When Tom had told her a week ago of making reservations at this restaurant a week ago, she had tried to dissuade him but her husband had insisted that they celebrate their first anniversary in style.  It was quite difficult for Linda to swallow her food, staring at her handsome husband yet thinking of the man who had raped her on their big day.  In bed that night, with Tom wanting to make love to her, Linda was glad for the darkness in the bedroom.  But instead of feeling her handsome husband upon her, Linda was imagining the events that took place in the motel room exactly a year ago.  Eyes closed, embracing her husband, Linda again could hear the man on the phone saying "I wanna fuck ya again, bitch!  Wanna rip open that tight little pussy of yer again!"

As her thoughts coincided with the moment her husband entered her, Linda moaned loudly "Oh, yessssssssss …………………..yessssssssssssss ………………….fuck me …………………fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!"  Wrapping her arms and legs around the male body upon her, Linda arched up to get his cock deep into her.  Unfortunately, her husband had never seen her respond in such a wanton manner, never feeling her legs wrapped so tightly around him and never so verbal.  Linda had needed the feeling of a cock fucking in and out of her juicing slit.  But her wild response to Tom entering her had caused her husband to immediately lose control of himself.  Feeling her husband's body give that all so familiar quiver upon her, Linda realized that she would be left high and dry once again, pleading "No …………….no ………………no, Tom ……………..…….noooo ………………………….don't cum ……………………not yetttttttttttt!"

Getting home early each day, Linda immediately checked the mail, wondering nervously as to what she would find.  Then on the third day, she licked at her dried lips upon gazing upon a large manila envelope that was addressed to her.  Although there was no name nor return address on the envelope, the postmark showed that it had been mailed from the small town where tavern and motel was located, the town in which she had spent her wedding night.  Tearing open the back of the envelope, Linda nervously reached in and pulled out a half dozen photos.  "Oh, Goddddddddddd!" she moaned loudly as she stared down at the top photo.  That top photo was of her totally naked lying upon the motel room bed with legs spread wide.  The next was a closer shot from the vee of her thighs up to her face, with her rapist's cum clearly drooling out of her raped slit.  The third was taken from above, showing the rapist's black cock entering her.  Another showed her being raped.  Then there was one showing her lips enclosed over a thick black cock.  The finale showed the results of the black cock spurting its load all over her face.

Suddenly the phone rang ten minutes later, startling Linda, who been totally captivated by the incriminating photos.  Having seen the horrible photos of herself and recalling that conversation of the evil man saying he'd be calling her, Linda dared not let the phone go unanswered.  Nervously, she picked up the phone and answered "Hel ………….hello!"  Her heart then sank upon hearing the now familiar gruff voice that greeted her with "Get the pictures, baby?"  "Answer me bitch ………….or I'm gonna send a set to yer hubby at his work place!" Nate threatened.  "Ye ………………..yes!" came the shaky response.  "I's jest got into Shreveport, sweetie ……………………..and I need a good fuckkkkkk!  Ya want me to come on out to yer place so we can get it on there?  Or would ya like to drive on out to my hotel!"

Nate knew that the young wife absolutely did not want him showing up at her home.  When she pleaded with him not to come to her home, Nate then gave her the name of the hotel that he was staying at, advising "Okay, baby!  Ya got an hour to get yer sexy white ass over here!  And dress nicely like I saw ya on yer wedding day!"  In a panic, Linda gathered up the photos and put them back into the envelope, then hid them in a shoe box in back of the closet.  Looking up, Linda unconsciously grabbed the navy blue dress from the hangar.  Changing into it, she then slipped on her matching heels and changed purses, taking her cellphone so she could call Tom as she drove.  She wondered just what kind of story she would be able to convince her husband with.

As this was a Friday, Linda hoped that Tom would be going out with the guys for drinks after work.  That way, she wouldn't feel so guilty in making some excuse in having gotten a call from Charlotte.  Getting Tom on phone, Linda was glad to hear that her husband indeed was going out with the boys, tempted to ask 'Can you skip going out with the guys tonight?  So you can come and watch you wife get her brains fucked out by a big black stud!'  As she sped off towards the hotel, afraid of the consequences of being late, Linda began to pant in fear and anticipation.  In a sense, Linda was glad to get those horrible pictures in the mail, for now she absolutely forced to meet her blackmailer and not feel guilty in having made the decision to see him.  Deep down, Linda knew that she would be making this drive to the hotel even without those incriminating photos.  Squeezing her thighs together, Linda needed a good fucking so badly, desperate to get a fucking like she had on her wedding night.

Pulling up in front of the Xavier Hotel, Linda stepped out as the valet opened the door for her.  Looking up at the front of the hotel, Linda shivered, feeling as if she was some prostitute meeting a john at a hotel.  'You're being blackmailed!  You can't have those photos sent to Tom!' she repeated over and over, trying to convince herself that she really didn't want to do this.  But the slick juices saturating the crotch of her panties said otherwise.  Going to the elevator, feeling like a cheap hooker, she self-consciously felt as if all eyes were upon her and people whisper "Look at that slutty hooker!"  Once in the elevator, she pressed the button that would take her to the fourteenth floor where the man who raped her on her wedding night awaited.  Again, she clenched her thighs, trying to stem the flow of her slick juices.

Knocking upon the door to suite #1415, Linda felt her heart pounding in her chest.  Then the doorknob was turning and Linda was face to face with the man who had brutally raped her on her wedding day.  As the smiling man greeted her with "Right on time, Mrs. Simmons!  My, I must say that you look even sexier than a year ago!" Linda stepped into the room as the door was opened for her.  As she walked slowly into the room, Linda's eyes were focused upon the king-sized bed before her!  "Ahaaaaaaa!" she shivered loudly as wet lips were on the back of her neck, allowing some slick juices to ooze out of her agitated slit.  Linda felt her purse being taken from her hand, then saw it being tossed onto the nearby armchair.  Then those thick lips were enclosing over her earlobe, her body shivering as the man's wet tongue began teasing her at her ear.

Feeling the large hands upon her trim waist, making it feeling even trimmer in such a large pair of hands, Linda was panting for breath as those hands slowly began moving up the front of her body.  As the hands mover up further, now cupping her breast through her dress and lacy bra, Linda closed her eyes as the thick thumbs began searching for her hardening nipples.  "Ohhhhh ………………ohhhhhh ………………ah …………..ah!" she panted as the man played with her sensitive nipples.  'Oh, God ………….oh, God ……………….it feels so good!' she shivered.  Then Linda heard the man whispering in her ear "Miss me, Mrs. Simmons?  Want more of Nate's black luving?"  "Ye …………….…..yes ………….yes ……………..please …………….pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!" she begged, reaching back to touch his thighs, the her right hand grasped him through his pants.

Turned around suddenly and pushed to her knees, Linda found her fingers fumbling at the front of the man's trousers.  Reaching in, she gave a slight gasp at finding no underwear as she grasped the thick manhood and struggled to pull the lengthy piece of flesh out of its hiding place.  Then she was staring at the throbbing penis, grabbing the lengthy monstrosity with both hands, mentally comparing it to her husband's much smaller one.   Never having consciously done this before, though she had seen the photo of her while unconscious with this big prick in her mouth, Linda felt her mouth watering as she stared at the flaring cockhead.

Seeing the way this young wife was staring at his cock as she licked her pink lips, Nate knew she was hooked on cock ……………..black cock in particular.  Nate smiled as he looked down to see her squeezing and stroking him, then gave a twitch of excitement as her petite right hand left his stalk to move forward and cup his nuts.  "Ya wanna taste it, dontcha, Mrs. Simmons?  Don't be shy …………….put yer sweet lips around it!" he suggested.  That suggestion was all it took for Linda to lean forward, open her lips wide, to engulf the thick bloated cockhead.  Biting down gently, anxious to find out what it felt like to have a man's cock in her mouth, Linda darted her wet and pointed tongue forward to press against the flaring pisshole.  Teasing the tip of the cockhead, Linda then quivered with excitement as her jaws were forced to widen even more as the cockhead twitched from her teasing and expanded in her mouth.

"Ahhhhh, baby ……………….ohhhh, yeah ……………….oh, yer mouth is so hot, Mrs. Simmons!  Ahhhhhhh …………………Jezzzzzzzzzz …………………..oh, shittttttttt ………………yer a natural born cocksucker, sweetie!" Nate groaned as he reached forward to keep his balance by holding onto the back of her head.  Then he pushed forward slowly, the pain of her teeth scraping along the sensitive skin of his cock actually adding to his pleasure, Nate began to feed the young wife his dark meat.  For Linda, it was a thrill to see how much power she wielded with just her lips and tongue, hearing the man moaning above as his legs nearly buckled under her ministrations.  Mouth watering as she began bobbing her head up and down upon the big piece of meat, Linda felt the wetness of her mouth getting slicker and slicker as precum oozed out of the leaking pisshole.

'My God ……………….it must be a foot long …………………and he's trying to push it all the way in!' Linda realized as she wrapped both of her fists around the thick stem like holding a baseball bat.  With half the cock in her mouth, cockhead pushing into the entrance of her throat, Linda was getting lightheaded as she released her top fist to allow the cock to slide down her throat.  Swallowing to keep from gagging, Linda then released her other hand, determined to deepthroat the entire length.  Now she had both hands grasping upon his hips as she was face-fucked.  "Damn, baby …………………….eat it ………………………….eat it alllllllllllllllll!  Oh, shit ……………………..shit baby ……………………..ain't nobody been able to gobble it all up like you ……………ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Nate groaned.  Entwining his fingers into her silky brown hair, Nate shivered with pleasure as he slowly withdrew his lengthy cock till just his cockhead remained enveloped between her lips.  Then he slowly fed her inch after inch once again, the speed increasing faster and faster each time.

"Cummingggggg ……………………….cummingggggggggggggg!" came the groan from above as the thick cockhead began to push forward in her avidly sucking mouth.  Taking her hands from the broad hips, Linda used her left hand to grasp the base of the cock and began to fist it.  With her right hand, she grasped his swollen nuts and squeezed, determined to hand pump his jizz into her sucking mouth.  Feeling the cockhead flare and bloat up even more than before, Linda suddenly found her mouth filled to the brim with hot sticky jizz.  Swallowing, making room for more of the sticky goo, Linda quivered as she felt the slimy jizz slither down her throat and slowly make its way down into her belly.  Pumping at the throbbing cock, squeezing at the contracting nuts, Linda continually gulped and swallowed down the rich protein.  Still more of jizz filled her mouth but Linda was determined to finish her meal …………………proud to have accomplished what seemed impossible before.

'Ah, damnnnn …………………..ahhhhhhhh!' Nate shuddered, now using his hair-entwined fingers to pull the beautiful young wife off his now over-sensitive cock.  'Damn, this cocksucking little bitch just can't get enough of it!' Nate panted as he eased his now aching cock out of the bitch's vacuuming mouth.  Collapsing upon the nearby armchair, he looked at the beautiful young wife as she licked at her pink lips to gather up all the remnants of his spend to suck it greedily into her mouth.  "Damn, babe ……………….gotta admit ……….………that was the best blowjob I've ever had!" he complimented.  Looking towards the complimenting man, Linda smiled and licked her lips, sticking her tongue out over her lips in a display of wantonness.  Looking at the now rather limp piece of dark meat between the man's legs, she held back a chuckle, quite proud that she was responsible for its current condition.  Standing up, facing the man who raped her a year ago, Linda reached behind her neck to unhook her dress and pulled down its zipper.

Slowly and teasingly, Linda pushed the navy blue dress from her shoulders, the very same dress that she wore the past week when celebrating her first anniversary with her husband.  Only now, the dress that her husband had seen her wearing at the celebration of their anniversary was being removed seductively to entice the man with whom she had spent alone on her wedding night.  Seconds later, the navy blue dress was slithering down her sexy body to puddle at her heels.  With her matching lacy bra and pair of navy blue panties remaining, Linda slowly reached behind her back to unclip her bra.  Drawing the straps over her shoulders, she then let the garment fall from her mounds, revealing her rigid pink nipples to her astonished admirer.  Letting the garment fall to the floor, Linda then cupped the bottom of her breasts and flicked the tips of her nipples.

Gliding her hands down over her trim waist, Linda then seductively moved her hips as her thumbs began to ease down her navy blue panties.  Soon, her panties were sliding down her sexy white legs to puddle at her heels.  Stepping out of her dress and panties with her left foot, she then moved forward with her right foot.  As Linda stepped forward with her right foot, seeing that her panties was caught on her heel, she gave a flick of her heel to send the garment up and forward.  As if aimed to perfection, right atop the resting cock, causing it to then rise up to attention and wave her silky flag.  Moving forward with hands cupping the bottom of her breasts, Linda lifted them, turning a bit to the side to place the nipple of her breast into the bartender's mouth.  "Ahhhhhhh, yessssssss ……………….oh, yesssssssss …………………bite it …………………bite it hard ……………….hurt meeeeeeee!" she shuddering in both pain and pleasure as he complied with her wishes and bit down into her tender breast.  First one breast, then the other was bitten upon, causing Linda to moan with pleasure "Yessssss ……………..oh, yesssssssssssssss ………………….oh, Godddddddd …………………ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Both nipples bitten and bruised, one currently being sucked upon, Linda shivered as she reached down under the panty draped cock to grip it in her hand.  But as she handled it, feeling the rather limp and dead piece of meat in her hand, Linda shucked fiercely upon it and rubbed the still oozing cockhead up against the length of her juicing slit.  She then looked into the face of its owner, silently pleading with him to get it hard once again.  Tonguing the pink nipple between his lips, Nate felt his depleted cock begin to revive as the desperate beauty was shucking madly at him.  He shivered with pleasure in feeling his sensitive cockhead rubbing up and down along the entrance to the bitch's slick slit.  Lifting his head up from her tittie, he advised "Jest give it a minute, sweetie!  Don't ya worry ………………Nate ain't gonna disappoint ya!"  Then he planted a passionate kiss on her lips, darting his tongue between her lips and feeling her pointed come up to meet his.

Feeling an arm encircling his neck as the young beauty continued wanking him with her other hand, Nate grasped her smooth asscheeks in his hands as they continued kissing passionately.  Shuffling forward a bit to get to the edge of the seat, planting his feet on the ground, he then stood up while lifting the petite beauty with him as she locked her heels around his waist.  Taking her to the bed and laying her down upon it, the kiss finally broke and Nate whispered "Spread yer purty legs so Nate can eat ya out!"  Putting his face between her legs to nuzzle her beaver, Nate heard the beauty squeal pleadingly as he lifted his head up to get out of his clothing.  Legs spread wide, the spikes of her heels digging into the bed as she lifted her ass a foot off the bed, Linda used her right hand to finger her slit as her other hand caressed her stiff nipples.  Panting in heat, she watched as the bartender began removing his clothing.  "Please ……………………hurry …………………...Oh, Godddd ………………hurry …………………..eat me ……………eat meeeeeeeeeee!" she pleaded.  Fingering herself, rocking upon the bed, Linda was in dire need of relief as she sobbed "Hurry ………………..hurryyyyyyyyy!"

Crawling up onto the bed, settling in between the sexy and widespread legs, Nate felt the beauty's hands clasp the back of his head to pull him into her horny twat.  Happy to oblige, Nate buried his face into her soft nest and began feasting upon her tasty slit.  He slurped and smiled as he heard the young wife wail "Yesssssssssss …………………..oh, God, yesssssssss ……………..yessssssssss ……………………eat meeeeeeeeeeee!"  Moments later, after having momentarily passed out from the shuddering climax from being eaten out, Linda blinked her eyes to see coming out of the bartender kneeling between her widespread legs.  She shivered upon feeling the thick fleshy probe that sought to fit itself into her, then realized that her slit had contracted and was too small to readily accept it in her.  "Fuck me ……………..fuck meeeeeeee ………………….hurt me ………………tear me ………………tear me open!" she pleaded.

Seeing how frantic the young wife was, Nate realized that she wanted it exactly how he had given it to her a year ago …………..hard and rough.  Smiling, wanting to oblige, he fitted the head of his cock against her slit.  Grasping her trim hips tightly, he then lunged forward with all of his might, forcing half of his bloated cock into petite beauty.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeee …………………..Godddddd ………………oh, Goddddddddd ………………..yes ………………yes ………………..fuck me ………………….fuck me hardddddddddddddd!" came the cries from beneath him.  Embracing her lover, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, her locked heels pounded at this ass to spur him into action.  Finally, the lengthy manhood was in her fully, bringing back memories of how her wedding night was celebrated.  "Ohhhhh, yes …………………yes …………………..so good ……………so gooddddddddddd!  Ohhhhhhh ………………..fuck me ………………….fuck me with your big black cock!  Ahhhhh, yessssss …………….give it to meeeeeeee!" she panted.

With the petite beauty withering about wildly, arching up into him, Nate sliced his foot long dong in and out of the thrashing bitch.  Never in his wildest imagination would he have believed the innocent bitch that he had raped a year ago would not be a raving nymphomaniac with a craving for black cock.  "Cummingggg ……………….........................oh, my Goddddddddddd .....................................ooooooohhhh, yesssss …………………deeper ..............................deeperrrrrrrrrrrr .......................................oh, God , I ...............................I ....................I'm cumminggggggggggggggggggggg!" the young wife screamed, causing Nate to bury his cock deep in her as his cock burst in her fertile womb.  "Yeah, babyyyy ………………….oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ............................................gonna fill ya up with my hot baby batter ................................ahhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Nate groaned, arching up into the beautiful white wife, then proceeded to empty his contracting black balls into spasming beauty.

Dinner was ordered up to the room, sandwiched in between the second and third fucks of the evening for the two lovers.  After the sensational third fuck session that night, Linda let a long hot shower bead down upon her body before slipping back into her navy blue dress and matching heels.  But she was not headed home!  Instead, she was on the arm of her muscular black stud and entering the hotel's Mercedes Miracle, a nightclub for after-dinner drinks and slow dancing.  At the sight of a young and lovely white beauty on the arms of a big black stud like Nate Moore, all eyes in the nightclub's dark setting turned to focus on the cozy couple.  The sexy and seductive looking Linda indeed caught all the men's attention, making them take their eyes off the woman they had come in with, especially viewing who she had come in with.  Each guy in the room was thinking basically the same thing, that 'That hot little bitch must be dying to have his black meat shoved up her horny little twat!'

Though this was considered a rather upper class hotel, it was a bit out of the downtown area and located in an area a bit out of the way from where she and Tom resided.  Linda had not made an objection, nor even thought of making one, when Nate had ordered "Go and get dressed so we can get a nightcap downstairs!"  Now feeling all eyes upon her, Linda realized how dangerous it could be in taking such a chance on someone she knew happening to be there.  Glancing about nervously to scan the darkened room, Linda breathed a sigh of relief in not recognizing anyone.  Settling in a booth, a large hand being draped over her shoulder, Linda scooted in to snuggle up to her lover.  Later, with the soft and slow dance music playing, she leaned her head on the shoulder of the masculine bartender.  Linda was surprised how smooth Nate Moore could be on the dance floor, so different in the rough and brutal man who had viciously raped her a year ago.

Feeling the strong arm around her waist pulling her even closer, she pressed herself up against him on the dance floor.  Resting her head on Nate's shoulder as they swayed to the music, Linda was not aware of the pair of eyes still intently focused upon her every movement.  Though she had scanned the room, the eyes focused upon her had seen her upon entering, with the owner deliberately ducking down in the corner booth.  That pair of eyes belonged to a mid-aged man named Harold Simmons, better known to her as 'Pop' Simmons …………………her father-in-law!  In charge of the regional sales for the farm equipment he worked for, he had to make many out-of-town trips on his agenda, or so he let on to his wife and family members.  Harold Simmons was a womanizer and this hotel was his home away from home, where he and his lovely secretary half his age would spend time together.  Harold Simmons had done a double take upon seeing his beautiful daughter-in-law entering the nightclub on the arm of a big black brute.  He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, then he had ducked for safety, not wanting Linda to see him.  When his secretary asked what was up, he merely advised that it was an old friend and did not want to be seen.  Watching her every movement, he concluded 'Damn, either Linda's got a twin sister that I haven't heard about or my sexy daughter-in-law has a thing for black meat!'

The next morning, after lovemaking throughout the night and just having finished the breakfast brought up to the room, Linda reached over with her free hand to retrieve the cellphone that was ringing in her purse.  With her occupied hand shucking upon Nate's throbbing cock as she knelt on the floor between his legs, Linda knew it was Tom calling and answered "Hi, honey!"  After listening to her husband's greeting, she responded with "Hi honey!  Oh, Charlotte and are out and about!  You know ………….doing all the girlie things!  In fact, I was just getting ready to get myself ……………a nice hot facial!"  Looking and smiling at Nate, she then vigorously pumped away at this throbbing cock, leaning her head over towards the pulsating bulb, waiting in anticipation for it to begin spraying its hot cream about her face.

For Nate, it was one hell of a handjob as he sat on the edge of the bed with the young beauty kneeling on the floor between his legs.  Seeing the sexy woman looking up and smiling at him, licking his cockhead while listening to her husband on the phone, Nate felt his nuts contract and churn.  The speed in which she was fisting him told Nate that he was to give her that facial now, with her talking to her husband on the phone.  Arching up, pumping his cock through her soft shucking fist, Nate panted as the young wife looked up at him with her face just above his flaring cockhead.  It was such a stimulating and erotic sight, that Nate could no longer hold himself back as his cock throbbed and head flared, bursting forth stream after stream of hot cream.  Nate chuckled softly in seeing the young wife smiling up at him with her face streaked from chin to hair with his cream.

On the phone with her husband, Linda felt so wild and wicked in having jerked off her lover, getting the facial just as she had told her husband.  With the hot jizz streaking her face, Linda then used the thick stem to spread the slick cream all about her forehead and cheeks.  Meanwhile, she listened as her husband that "Pop just called to say that he was getting back from his trip early and asked us to come over for a cookout tomorrow!  Since you're getting back about then, why don't you go straight to my parents' place?"  "Sure, honey, I'll meet you at your parents' place about 4:30!" Linda responded.  Then as her husband talked, Linda bent forward to take the still bubbling cockhead into her mouth and tongue its pisshole.  As the conversation was coming to an end, Linda lifted her head off the oozing cock, looked and smiled at Nate as she said into the phone "I love you, honey!"  Shutting the phone off and tossing it aside, Linda then bent her head back down to gobble up the now dwindling piece of dark meat.

The next afternoon, after getting her car from the long-term parking lot at the airport, she headed off to her in-laws home while reflecting back to the events of the last two days.  After getting her creamy facial, it was non-stop fucking and sucking from there on, with a dinner break when the food was delivered up to the room.  Showering before getting back into her navy blue dress, Linda thought back to the last hour when she had a shower that she'd never forget, one where she had her back up against the shower tile and Nate's black spike nailing her to it.  Rubbing her thighs together as she drove along, she could feel the slipperiness of her cuntlips, male cream that began oozing out of her nest and onto the crotch band of her panties, for she had not douched and her cunny was still filled to the brim with Nate's thick spunk.  Though quite dangerous to not have douched out all that thick baby batter, the feeling of hot spunk up in her twat felt so damned good, and she just thought 'I'll just go and visit Charlotte again and get another abortion if I get myself knocked up!'

Arriving at her in-laws home, Linda was greeted at the door by Pop Simmons who advised that Mom Simmons was in the kitchen and that Tom had yet to arrive, then saw her father-in-law with arms wide open to give her a welcome hug.  Stepping into the embrace for the usual warm hug from her father-in-law as she normally did, Linda felt his arms wrapping around her trim waist, and after getting that customary kiss on the cheek she heard him whispering in her ear "I was supposedly out of Shreveport the last couple of days but was really relaxing a bit at the Xavier Hotel, having fun at the Mercedes Miracle nightclub!"  Going numb with fear, frozen to the spot, Linda felt the old boy's tongue licking at her earlobe and the heard him whisper "Don't worry none, sweetie!  Your secret's safe with me!"  Then she felt her father-in-law's wiry hands sliding down over her asscheeks and giving them a squeeze through her dress and panties, then she heard his say "So long as I get a piece of this beautiful ass of yours!  Now give me some tongue action!"  Seconds later, her pointed tongue was dallying against her father-in-law's, kissing in a way that father-in-law and daughter-in-law shouldn't be!  As she entered the kitchen, Linda wondered as to what her father-in-law meant by "Now, you play along with me over dinner, and your little secret will be safe with me!  All I want to hear from you is 'yes'!"

As the sun was still out and the weather just beautiful, such an evening had to be taken advantage and thus dinner would be out on the covered patio, with Linda trembling nervously as her father-in-law pulled the chair out for her before taking a seat directly across from her.   

Having started her car to head home, with Tom having left a bit earlier as Pop indicated that wanted to what to pack and discuss the plans with her for the coming Monday morning, Linda swallowed deeply and her body quivered in response as her stomach churned.  She felt sick, totally and utterly degraded after being pulled alongside the unlit side of the garage, then forced down to her knees by her demented father-in-law.  With her father-in-law grasping the back of her hair to pull her head back, Linda watched in horror as the old boy unzipped himself with his free hand and then pulled out his pulsating pud, beating the flaccid piece of meat against her lips.  "C'mon, bitch ...............suck it!  May not be as big or as long as a cock on that black bastard you were shacking up with, but let's see if your father-in-law's hot spunk is as tasty, huh!  Now open your damn lips and put in in your mouth!  C'mon, start sucking, bitch!"  And then the old boy was groaning out "Ahhhh .....................you just pack up a couple nice dresses, like what you're now wearing for our little 'business' trip, for when we go out to dinner!  That's all you'll need .........................cause you ain't gonna be needing anything else during the day!  There ain't no business meetings at all .........................giving us lots and lots of time together .................................just fucking and sucking!"  With her father-in-law having both hands at the back of her head as he face-fucked her, she managed to wrap her right hand around the base of his cock to keep from having to take it all into her mouth, then the bastard spurted his hot gooey semen into her mouth.  Spurt after spurt followed, filling her mouth to the brim, Linda was forced to swallow all her father-in-law's filth down into her belly.  To her dismay, Linda found that the old boy still could generate a whole lot of semen from those wrinkled old balls of his, spurting stream after stream of slimy filth into her mouth.              

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