Hey guys, wanna be the lucky bastard to 'Rape' this sweet little white bitch? 

The anxious male audience watching the video broadcast all began getting hardons when the old boy who had hypnotized the blond beauty began planting more hypnotic suggestions into her mind, coaching her that "You do want to learn the secret of pleasing a man in the way that makes him most happy, my dear!  You must free yourself of any inhibitions ...........................no longer be concerned of what anyone would think of performing any sexual act ....................................that such acts are to be enjoyed by men and women .............................that one enjoying performing a sexual act is not degrading in any way but to be enjoyed between a couple!  Do you understand, my dear?  Say 'yes' if you understand what I have just told you!"  "Ye ...............yes!" came the woman's response as it seemed her mind was stowing away her past beliefs.  "You do want to please your husband in any way he desires, don't you, my dear?" Mollway asked.  "Yes!" came her response.  "You do want to learn how to please him with your lips and tongue, don't you, my dear?" he asked next.  "Yes!" she responded.  "Do you trust your pastor, my dear ..............................Pastor Knowton?" he asked of her.  "Yes ...............yes, I do!" she responded.  "Do you kneel before him for communion each week, my dear?" he quizzed.  "Yes!" she responded.  "It is very similar, my dear ........................pretend you are kneeling before your trusted pastor ........................you will part your lips so he can give you communion and some holy white wine!" she was instructed.

Those staring intently into their monitors then heard and watched at the blond wife was told to slide off the bed, then was assisted by her unholy hypnotist who got her to her knees.  As another male came into the screen, the old boy asked of her "Now who do you see in front of you, my dear?"  "Pastor ................Pastor Knowlton!" she responded.  "Very good, my dear!  Pastor Knowlton is here to give you communion!  Now part your pretty lips to accept communion from Pastor Knowlton!" she was advised.  With her pink lips parted slightly, not enough to admit the head of the thick jutting penis that was nearing her parted lips, but was then told to "Use the tip of your tongue to worship the holy shaft that Pastor Knowlton has brought with him!"  "Don't be afraid my dear ........................Pastor Knowlton wants you to!  Yes ...................yes .................that's it ...................now wiggle the tip of your tongue up in the little slit!  That's it ..........................that's it, my child .............................now use your tongue over the rubbery tip ..............................that's it ..................................that's it!  Now, my dear ...........................open your mouth wide .......................wider so you can take then entire rubbery head of the holy shaft into your mouth!  That's it ................................that's it ...............................very goodddddddddd!  Now just let it all go ..................................let things come naturally, my dear!" 

"See, my dear ..........................you are pleasing your pastor very much .................................feel how he's holding the back of your head ................................not wanting you to stop ...............or pull away from him!  That tells you just how fabulous a job you our doing!  But you can please him even more ..............................and you'll find how it'll please Pastor Knowlton immensely ...................................by bobbing her head up and down on his anointing shaft .......................try it!  Yes ...............................yes, that's it ..............................faster ..........................even faster!  You can tell how pleased Pastor Knowlton is .........................how happy you're making him .......................................look at how eager his is to give you communion ...................................to give you his special holy white wine!"  At that instant, there was no need for Mollway to narrated things for the viewer as the microphone would be able to pick up the blond beauty's muffled gurgling as her good pastor taught her the art of cock sucking.  Her hands moved up to her pastor's hips, trim manicured fingers clasping on to him, all while the holy bastard pumped his cock in and out of her vacuuming mouth.  "Mmmmffff ................................mmmmmffff ......................mmmmmfffff ................................mmmmmffff ......................mmmmmfffff ................................mmmmmffff ......................mmmmmfffff!"  Then Pastor Knowlton  excitedly cried out "Oh, Mrs. Weyland ........................so good .................so good ...............................even better than I've ever dreamed ........................................so fuck'n gooooodddddddddddd!  Ahhhhhhhh .......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ..........................................I'm cumming ......................................cumming in your mouth ...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhh ................................ohhhhhhhhhh, Goddddddddddddddd ...........................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, praise the Lordddddddddddd!"                         

On Tuesday afternoon that following week, after having attended another marital survey meeting that afternoon, Amber was driving to the supermarket when her eyes drifted off towards a car that had just parked in the opposite aisle.  What had caught her attention was the tall muscular black man who had stepped out of his vehicle, a man who was over 6'5" tall and must weigh over 250 lbs., causing Amber to perspire as she wondered 'How big is his 'thing'?  Is it over 12 inches?'  Catching herself, shuddering at the thought, Amber could not understand herself even wondering such a nasty thing.  'My God, that's all I seem to be able to think about these days .........................SEX!  What's gotten into me?' Amber chided herself, perspiring and panting as she just did not know what had gotten into her lately.  Pulling her car into a stall, she turned off the engine and just sat there trying to figure things out as her nasty sexual thoughts seemed to be consuming every second of her time.  Then Amber recalled the vivid dream that woke her from her sleep early that morning, a dream that had her just entering the house when a big black hand was clamped over her mouth and then the assailant was dragging her towards the master bedroom.  Pinned to the bed, unable to scream with a large calloused hand clamped over her mouth, it was when her dress was being torn from her body that Amber woke up startled from the nightmarish dream dripping with perspiration.

Laying in bed that night, with her husband fast asleep and snoring next to her, Amber's mind conjured up an image of a monstrous black penis that measured just over twelve inches in length.   The image in her mind told her that it was over 12" in length as the proud possessor of the monster cock, a big burly black man, was holding a ruler at the base and the flaring tip extended just beyond the length of the 12" ruler.  Amber's thoughts tonight, differed from those of the past few days and night, for in her prior dreams the man was faceless and she was only made to touch his 'thing' through his trousers.  For some unexplainable reason, there was now an image of a man's face in her thoughts, that of a big burly black man whom she had never met in person.  And now her mind was flashing images of the donkey-sized cock that was thick as her wrist, causing her to wonder 'Can any woman really take something that big and survive?'  Once again, Amber chided herself for thinking such nasty thoughts, wondering just why she had become so obsessed with such sexual thoughts recently, including the weird desire to have sex with another man ........................a big black man!  And for some reason, other thoughts had entered her mind for the very first time, like that of being made to straddle a black stranger ..............so he could put his mouth on her sex!  What Amber did not realize was that her forty-five minute stop at the office of the church's marital counselor, for the purpose of a follow-up on the survey being taken, a phrase whispered in her ear reactivated a suggestion that had her immediately in a hypnotic state.  Once in that state of stupor, old man Mollway was showed her pictures of the man who had won the bidding auction, the man who would be waiting for her that Friday after dropping her husband off at the airport.  And that image Amber now had in her mind was that donkey-sized cock seen in the video played for her to watch as the man held a 12" ruler up against his penis.


Earlier that afternoon in the marital counselor's office, Amber was lying in a hypnotic state on the patient's chair that was raised partially, watching the short video that the auction winner had sent in for her to see.  That was how the image of the 48 year old black man got into Amber's mind, for Mr. Mollway began narrating for her "Look at the size of him, Mrs. Weyland .....................................that there is Mr. Silas Malone ..............................all of him, sweetie, not just that donkey-sized cock that he's fisting in his hand ................................all 265 lbs of black muscle!  Imagine that big black bastard pinning you to the bed that you share with your hubby ..............................how it'd feel to have that big sweaty body upon yours ...............................trying to force that monster cock of his up into that tight little snatch of yours!  Look of that cock of his ...................even longer that the ruler next to it!  Imagine getting that shoved up into that tight little cunt of yours, huh!  Getting hot and bothered by looking at it, huh ....................................put your hand under your dress ...................................slide it down under your panties ..............................frig yourself!  Yeah, that's it .....................rub it faster .........................frig it faster!"  And as she performed those suggestive thoughts, Amber felt her cunny juicing, simulated also by the video playing and the pudgy hand that had slipped down the vee of her dress and under her bra to caress her swollen nipples.  "When you go to bed tonight, you'll touch yourself again, dream of what it'd feel like to take that big black cock up your tight little cunny!" was whispered into her ear.  So hot and horny was Amber that she didn't think twice when Mr. Mollway told her "Here my dear, practice your cock sucking technique so you can go down on that big black cock on Friday!"  In short time, Amber had the old boy panting "Oh, yeah ......................oh, Mrs. Weyland .....................sweetie ....................ahhh ...................ahhhhh ........................cumminggggggg ................................cummingggggggggg ................................I'm cummingggggggggggggggggg .................................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As she drove her husband to the airport that Friday, after having sent her son out on his camping trip, her nervousness was obviously showing when her husband asked "Are you okay honey?  You haven't said much and seem rather preoccupied!  I hope you're not upset with me going on this trip, it is business mixed in with a bit of golf, but that's the way it always is!"  For Amber, it was rather surreal as her mental state was in shambles as suggestions hidden in subconscious began to surface early that day, like that implanted suggestion surfacing and  instructing her to leave a key to the front door under the mat for big black stud to gain entry into her home.  Puzzled as to why images of a black man kept appearing in her mind, causing Amber to wonder who he was and why she kept thinking a a strange man whom she had never met before.  More so, other images flashed through her mind that made her mouth water ...............images of the big black cock that this stranger was supposed to possess.  'Did I really leave a key to the front door under the mat for this unknown stranger to go inside?  Is that big muscular black man really going to be waiting or me when I get home?' Amber had been wondering when her husband snapped her out of her stupor.  "Oh, I ....................I'm sorry, honey!  I was trying to go over everything in my mind as to what I packed for Timmy on his camping trip!  I just hope he has everything!" she stammered out in response.

Having sold her husband that she was merely concerned about their son's camping trip, Amber had to squeeze her thighs together as she neared the off ramp to the airport in order to keep her panties from getting sopping wet.  Giving her husband a kiss goodbye when they arrived at the airport, Amber then proceeded on home, shaking her head as she tried to clear all the nasty images of that big black cock being fisted by the big man.  'Why do I keep thinking such nasty thoughts, wondering what it would be like to have sex with another man .............................a stranger ..............a black man ..............................a very big black man!  Why am I imagining that when I go home there will be that big black man in my bedroom ..................naked ...........................fisting that big jutting cock of his with his fist!  Why am I feeling so excited .....................wishing that it'll happen ......................want to ....................want him to have place his hand on the back of my head .......................force me to take his animal-sized cock into my mouth!' she shivered nervously.  On the drive back home, Amber convinced herself that she was just fantasizing about it all, that her imagination was getting the best of her and that her putting the key under the front doormat was just a matter of wishful thinking from her recent fantasies as she really did not want to have any type of adulterous affair with another man , more so a big black man.

Turning into the driveway, Amber bit her bottom lip in nervousness as the garage door raised up for her to drive in.  About to enter the door connecting to the kitchen, she hesitated and proceeded out of the garage to go around to front door.  Lifting up the doormat, Amber chuckled to herself as there was the key to the front door, exactly where she had placed.  Shaking her head and sighing with relief, she put the key into her purse and went back to enter the house through the garage, then pressed the remote button on the wall to close the garage door.  Amber had to laugh to herself in having thought that a big black man would be waiting for her to return home ........................so she could suck his cock till it ejaculated in her mouth and sample another man's cock for the first time!  'Wow, what's happening to me these days?  All I can think about is having sex with strange men ....................black men ...................something to break the monotony of dull unexciting sex with Jack over the past year or so!  I wonder if all couples go through this, when lovemaking is more of a routine and chore, where one wonders what it'd be like with someone else?' Amber wondered as she exited the kitchen, after leaving her purse on the counter, making her way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located while undoing the buttons to the front of her blouse.

Having fully convinced herself of everything being just a fantasy, that hr nasty thoughts had been a figment of her imagination, there was no hesitation as to entering her bedroom.  In fact, Amber began chuckling about her fantasy as near the doorway, working open the third button down of her blouse as she turned the corner and stepped into the master bedroom.  "You've been keeping me waiting, Mrs. Weyland?" came the deep masculine voice that made Amber freeze to the spot as she observed the very man whose image she had kept fantasizing about over the past few days.  Heart pounding in her chest, her mind befuddled as she wondered if this was actually real or another figment of her imagination.  'Could this really be happening?  Am I really at home with this stranger in my bed ................................fisting his big black cock like in my dreams?' Amber shuddered in disbelief.  And then the man spoke once again, telling her "Don't let me interrupt what you were doing, Mrs. Weyland!  Please ...................continue ......................take your blouse off for me!  Take all your clothes off for me!"  Fingers trembling, the third button was undone and her hands dropped down some to finger the fourth one, then Amber was pulling the blouse from her skirt when that last button was undone.  A moment later, after the blouse had been completely unbuttoned, the garment slid off her shoulders and arm to lay strewn about on the bedroom carpet.  All that took place in the Weyland's home would be transmitted to Mr. Mollway's computer, which in turn would be broadcast to those in the CDFB organization who had subscribed to view the rape of this blond beauty.

Panting for breath, standing there partially undressed in her bedroom, it was if she was under the spell of this man who kept on pumping at the thick fleshy black shaft in his hand.  With her eyes focused on the pumping fist and pulsating cock in his hand, she had to obey the man commanding her to "Drop that skirt ya got on, Mrs. Weyland!"  Reaching for the button of her pink skirt, undoing it, Amber then let the garment fall to puddle around her white heels.  Reaching up behind her back to unhook the clip of her bra following the command of "Now the bra, sweetie!  Show them beautiful pink nipples ya got hidden under there!"  "Okay, sweeite ........................lemme see the golden treasure under them panties!" she was then told, causing Amber to slowly reach  up and hook her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties.  "Now come on over here and suck my cock, ya hot little bitch!" she was told.  Trembling, Amber nervously moved forward with her lacy white panties caught around her left heel.  Seconds later, just like in her fantasy, Amber felt the large calloused hand at the back of her head pushing her down to gobble up the bastard's big black cock.  An unexpected thrill coursed through her body upon hearing the man groan "Ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................................suck it, baby .................................suck ittttttt!"  But she was quite puzzled upon hearing him add "Ohhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh ....................................that pastor of yers sure went and make a talented cocksucker outta ya!"  Minutes later, Amber achieved the fantasy of sucking a black cock off in her mouth like in her dreams, but her fantasy had not included having all that thick mucous suddenly clogging her throat and with more goo filling her mouth with each throbbing lurch.  Forced to swallow or choke to death, Amber was secretly glad for the strong hand at the back of her head keeping her pulling away from the spurting cock.

Her petite body lurching spasm-like as she struggled in getting down the gooey slime clogging her throat, Amber was astounded at the vile sex act she had just performed on this unknown black man.  'My God, I ..................I took his 'thing' in my mouth .......................sucked him off .........................let him ejaculate his filth in my mouth ........................and I swallowed it all!' she realized.  Suddenly Amber found herself being pushed on over onto her back, her knees pushed back as the spikes of her heels dug into the thick bedspread, then her legs were being pushed wide.  "Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh ...................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .............................................oooooooooooohhh ................................................ohhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddddddddd .........................................ohhhh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!" Amber squealed as the black bastard was returning the favor of going down on her sex.  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ......................................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out, reaching down with her hands, and now she was the one holding his head to keep him from pulling away.  Blond hair whipping from side to side, Amber felt as if she was being eaten alive, and the tip of the thick tongue swirling about her ultra-sensitive clit was driving her mad.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed out as a mind-shattering orgasm rocked her entire body like never before.  For Amber, this was just inconceivable as her body went into uncontrolled spasms, brought to an unbelievable orgasm from this man's hot wet mouth and flicking tongue.    

Her hypnotized stupor was one of drifting in and out of reality, purposely designed so by the devious old former priest, for he wanted Amber to question herself on her own thoughts and even that of her own sanity.  So what had taken place in the Weyland's master bedroom over the past half hour was one that really seemed to be a fantasy of the pretty Mrs. Amber Weyland.  And that's all it seemed to Amber as she ran her tongue over the roof of her mouth, wondering if a man's sperm could be so lumpy and salty upon its ejaculation.  Thick, lumpy and rather bland to the taste was what Amber had concluded after having swallowed the contents that she had been swirling about in her mouth for the past minute or so.   Swallowing down the contents in her mouth, Amber shivered at the feel of the foreign substance making its way down into her empty belly, feeling as if a lake of thick goo was now beginning to form in her quivering stomach.  Swallowing, then shivering at the taste of male spend, Amber just didn't know what she wanted more ...................................that of sucking in more hot cum or that of her stomach rebelling and vomiting it all out! 

Now her hand was being grasped at the wrist, pulled down between her thighs and her fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around the thick fleshy bone that had obviously revived from the suck off she had recently performed upon it.  Instinctively Amber began shucking at the thick boner that her fingers could not fully encircle, feeling it swell up even more from the pleasure being derived from her fisting, and then she was pulling it down to fit it to the entrance of her juicing slit.  This is what she wanted, what she had been dreaming of constantly as of late, wanting to experiment in having sex with another man ....................a big black man!  That nagging itch was bothering her once again, even after just having just been eaten out to a mind blowing orgasm, causing Amber to pant out "Please ................................put it in ....................................put it in .............................fuck me ..............................fuck me with it!"  "What's 'it', Mrs. Weyland .......................what's 'it'?" she was tauntingly asked.  "Your ..........................your penis .........................your big black cock!" she stammered out.  Trying to arch up and pull the thick cock further to penetrate her, the big man bent over to lick at her earlobe and then was whispering something into her ear.


After whispering those magic words supplied to him from the old man running the CDFB organization, Silas Malone hoped that what he was informed of would certainly work, or he'd be really pissed after having shelled out forty-five grand for the winning bid he had placed in the auction of this beautiful blond bitch.  She sure as hell had given him a fantastic blowjob, got herself hotter than hell when he ate her out good, but that was all due to the hypnotic spell that controlled her actions.  Now the time had come for the main event, as those whispered words into her ear was supposed to snap her out of her hypnotic stupor.  Just prior to whispering those words to the succulent beauty, Silas had gotten himself ready by pinning her left hand by the wrist above her head, and hand wrapped his free hand around her manicured fingers encircling his cock.  Seeing her blink her baby blue eyes several times as if waking up from a deep sleep, Silas smiled when she looked up at him and the horror showed on her face.  Then he had forcibly pin her arm down to the bed and clamp his other hand down around hers to keep her from pulling away from his throbbing boner.  "Noooooo ...........................nooooooooooooooo .........................this can't be happening .......................................it's a dream ................................it's supposed to be just a dreammmmmmmmm!  Please .......................pleaseeeeeeeeeee ........................nooooooooooooo ...................................no, stop ..........................please, I don't want this ..............................this is some kind of mistake ........................please don't rape me!" the terrified beauty sobbed out in horror as reality had set back into her mind.

"But Mrs. Weyland, if'n ya didn't want this .........................why'd ya go and leave the key to the front door under the mat fer me, huh?" the big man atop of her asked.  "No ..........................no .....................it ......................it was a fantasy .............................just a fantasy!" Amber stammered out, blinking her eyes rapidly as she tried to wake herself up from this nightmarish dream.  "Was it just a fantasy in giving me that fantastic blowjob?  How about the tasty of my cum in yer talented cock sucking mouth, huh?" came the man's taunting.  Moving her tongue about in her mouth, feeling the remnants of the slimy goo and the salty taste that it had, Amber then realized 'It's wasn't a dream ......................wasn't a fantasy ..............................I actually put my mouth on his 'thing' .....................sucked it till ..........................till it ejaculated in my mouth!  And ........................and I swallowed all the filth down ....................actually ate it all!'  Coming to that realization, Amber felt her stomach turn as she shuddered in revulsion and disgust.  As the fat blunt fleshy bone bumped up against her sex, Amber panicked "Please ........................please .........................don't ......................don't .........................you're not wearing anything!  Please ....................oh, pleaseeeeeeeee .....................don't ............................you'll get me pregnant!  Please .......................I can't have your baby .................................I don't want your baby!"  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed out as her tightened fist around the center of the massive dong was unable to keep the bastard from spearing the jutting portion beyond her fist into her.  "Oh, Goddddddddddd ...................................it's too bigggggggggggggg ..................................you're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeeee ........................................owwwwwwwwww ..................................owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" she cried out as the bastard pulled her hand away and shoved a good seven inches of the raping spear into her, penetrating Amber deeper than her husband had ever gotten.


Having released his other hand on her wrist so he could grasp her trim hips, the sobbing beauty now had both her hands up at his shoulders as she tried to push him off, but she was no match for his strength and heavy body weight.  "Eieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the beauty's screech as rammed up another three full inches into virgin territory, stretching the recesses of her tight little cunny for the very first time.  Loving it, Silas thrust hard again to send another one inch plus, getting her to emit a loud "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"  Another thrust, another inch, getting to hear her whine "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"  One more time, another full inch, this time she whine "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...........................stop .........................stopppppppppppppp!"  And once again he thrust his dick forward, another inch, another whining "You're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the final screech as Silas finally buried his dong up to the hilt, loving the music from the sobbing blond beauty.  Then he taunted her with "What's the matter, Mrs. Weyland?  Didn't quite imagine it this way in yer fantasy?  Didn't expect to feel it this way with a big black cock shoved up yer tight little cunny?  Ya got yerself a real cock up yer cunny now ...................a man's cock ......................not that little toy yer hubby's got between his legs!  And now yer gonna git to learn what fucking is all about, Mrs. Weyland!"  "Pleaseeeee ...................ooohhh, please stop .........................I don't want this .........................I don't want to have sex with you!" came the beauty's plea, to which Silas laughingly responded "Don't go giving me that bullshit ............................not after ya went and left the key out front fer me!"

"Please ......................please .......................this is not supposed to be happening!  It's all a mistake!  It ......................it's supposed to be ..................just a dream .....................a fantasy!  Please .....................please stop .................please, I don't want this!" Amber sobbed out, but her body betrayed her as her trim legs wrapped themselves around the bastard's big black ass as he began to shag her with his animal cock.  "Ahhhhh .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God .............................oh, God!" she panted out with each plunge and withdrawal of the thick log being fucked in and out of her now stretched pussy.  'Oh, God ..............it'd have been more merciful if someone shoved the thick end of a softball bat up into me!' Amber thought, recalling how the gals on her college softball team used to tease one another of getting a big cock shoved up her cunny, with one gal having referred to a well-endowed black stud who had a cock as thick as the fat end of one of their bats.  Amber began to wonder if it had been the old memories from her college days with the gals on the softball team that had sprung up her recent fantasies of getting fucked by a big black stud.  One thing that Amber learned for certain was that the myth about black men being well-endowed was not a myth at all.  Though not wanting this to be actually happening, her cunny betrayed her as it began squeezing upon the big dick as it sliced up into her slick slit.  Never had she juiced so much, another sign of her body betraying her, for it was just her mental state of anguish that was now sane and her desire to not copulate with this black man whom she had been fantasizing about.

Hands no longer trying to push him away but now clasping onto his broad muscular shoulders, Amber moan "Ohhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh .....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh ...................................ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"  This was certainly not what her dreams had entailed, nor what she had fantasized about, for this man's cock was so much bigger ....................a far more painful experience..................than she ever dreamed as the bastard continued to fuck his big black cock in and out of her ravaged slit.  This was not lovemaking between two consenting adults ......................................this was the vile rape of her body as her attacker would take no for an answer .............................even if she supposedly had left him the key to her front door!  Amber dreaded the thought but knew that she would have to put off any lovemaking attempts by her husband upon his return home, for he would certainly be able to detect that her cunny had been stretched out as never before.  'Oh, God ...........................he's twice as thick ..............................twice the length plus some ..............................the size of a horse .............................oh, Goddddddddddddddddd!' Amber shuddered in despair.  In her dreams and fantasies over the past week, having a big black cock fucking in her too tight cunny had been both pleasurable and exciting, but now the real thing was causing her so much pain, agony, and humiliation!  Amber felt as if the world had come crashing down upon her, for here she was in the bed that she shared with her husband, but now a big black stranger was atop of her .......................fucking her!

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..........................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!" Amber moaned through gritted teeth, desperately trying to refrain from screaming out from the unwanted pleasure being derived from this unwanted fuck.  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she shuddered as an unwanted orgasm rocked her body.  "Noooooooooooo ........................................noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Amber screamed out when the bastard's cock belched and began ejaculating  his hot potent seed far up in her fertile womb.  "Oh, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo .................................nooooooooooooooooooooooo!" she sobbed in defeat as hot acid-like roe flooded her, filling every nook and cranny of her cunny.  With the spent bastard collapsing down upon her, Amber desperately tried to push his heavy body off her, needing to rush to the bathroom to douche out the filthy semen that he had spurted into her.  "Please ...................please ...................you need to get off ............................I need to go to the bathroom .........................you didn't wear anything!" she panted out.  To her dismay, the bastard held her tight to him, then deliberately twitched his still thick cock in her as he laughed "No, ya ain't gonna douche out my baby batter, sugar! Ya expected me to wear a fuck'n rubber?  Ya leave a key fer a strange black man to git into yer house, to fuck ya, and put on a fuck'n rubber .....................to protect ya from gitting pregnant?  Shit, I's gonna knock ya up good, ya dumb bitch ............................ya told me yer hubby and kid ain't coming back till Monday afternoon .................................yer all mine till then .........................ain't no way ya gonna git to douche all that cum out!"

'I told him I'd be leaving the key under the front doormat?  That no one else would be home till late Monday?  That I was all his for three days?  My God, what did I do ...........................this can't be true ..........................I couldn't have done all that ............................it's not a fantasy any more ..................this is a nightmare!' Amber shuddered as she was forced to lay there upon the bed, pinned by the heavy brute atop of her.   Feeling a twitch in her cunny, Amber sucked in her breath when the second twitch occurred, for she then realized that 'He's getting hard again!  Oh, God ...................it's getting bigger!  Don't tell me he's going to want to have sex with me again!'  This was a first for Amber, as never before would she and Jack have sex twice in such a short time period, with the most frequent period between their lovemaking being late night before going to sleep and then when then got up early that next morning.  "Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh eep...................................ohh, noooooooooo ....................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she panted out as the thick cock began slicing in and out of her slick channel.  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....................................Goddddddddddd ...............................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd ...........................................................................oooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Amber squealed minutes later as the bastard had taken her right over the edge to a mind-shattering climax, at which time he proceeded to dump another hot load of his sticky seed up in her fertile womb.  Now, with her cunny filled to the brim after the bloated fuckstick, the thick goo was then forced out on each backstroke of the pumping action. 


Two hours later, the heavy weight of the big black brute finally eased off of her petite body, allowing Amber to finally get a full breath of air.  The loud 'pop' made Amber grimace as her body trembled, feeling so disgraced and soiled as she felt the thick flow of his goodies oozing out of her raped slit to flow down the crack of her ass on soak into the bedsheets.  Now overflowing out of her well-fucked cunt was three full loads of thick cum from the black bastard, for he had not fully withdrawn between any of their three fuck sessions, putting Amber in total disbelief that a man could keep getting his 'thing' up again for more sex.  She shivered when the bastard patted her ass and told her "I sure as hell am hungry after all that, sweetie!  How about cooking up them steaks ya bought fer our dinner tonight?"  'Steaks that I bought for dinner tonight?  What's he talking about?' Amber quizzed herself.  First denied the opportunity to put on her clothing, Amber pleaded "Please ..............................I'm dripping!  It'll ..........be difficult to clean up later!"  Panties, a pair of shorts, and an unbuttoned blouse were what she was allowed to put on as the black bastard followed her to the kitchen with him wearing just a pair of jockeys.  Opening the refrigerator door, Amber was in total disbelief in seeing two steaks on the second shelf.  Getting the steaks out and going over to the sink, Amber was even more puzzled to see a grocery receipt with her name on it, very typical of other receipts she got after shopping at that nearby supermarket.  The time stamp showed that the purchase was made that afternoon and the contents of the purchase were the two steaks that now on the counter. 

All this had been instructed by the phone call she had received from Mr. Mollway the day before, a phone call that she did not remember due to the hypnotic suggestion implanted in her mind, whereby she went that afternoon for the steaks and did not have any recollection of it happening.  'I must be going out of my mind!' Amber told herself, thinking 'Maybe I should see a psychiatrist!'  It was all surreal to Amber, serving a steak dinner to this stranger, whom she had sex with earlier, all while he sat in the chair where Jack sat each night.  Dinner over and taking the dishes to the sink, returning to the table with a fresh cocktail that had been requested of her, then Amber did as he requested of her .....................sitting up on the table where her husband ate his dinner each night, so she could serve this stranger his dessert for the night!  Sopping wet panties pulled on down, Amber sucked in her breath as the crude bastard proceeded on eating her as his dessert, and she began creaming in his mouth as soon as contact was made with her clit.  A moment later, pulled to the edge of the table, Amber gasped as the bastard stuck his cock in her for a fourth time ........................now intent of fucking her right where her husband had his dinner each night!  "Oh, God .........................oh, God ...............................oh, my Godddd!" she panted, wondering 'How can he keep getting it up?  He's insatiable!'  Another unbelievable fuck session ensued, culminating with a puddle of their co-mingled fuck juices on the dining room table.                

Seeing that it was nearing 9 p.m., Silas knew that hubby would be calling home to tell his beautiful wife that he had arrived safely, as such details had been relayed while hypnotism in her marital research session with Mr. Mollway.  Taking the cordless phone from the kitchen, he then asked the blond beauty where her husband sat each night when they watched television together.  Seated in the comfortable recliner, then pulled her to sit on his lap as the television came on.  Sliding his hand up under the loose front of her unbuttoned blouse, he cupped her perfectly shaped titties and thumbed her budding pink nipples, and soon had the beautiful bitch moaning.  Getting her panties down over her trim hips, Silas smiled as she kicked it off from her toes, then had her lift her butt up so he could get his jockeys off.  After fucking her thoroughly four times since she arrived home, the bitch was no longer putting up any resistance, but he wondered if that would last when the phone rang.  Now 8:55 p.m., with his stiff cock being straddled by the petite beauty, he told her "Lift up, sweetie ..................a bit more ...............yeah, right there!"  His arm around her waist, Silas pulled her on down onto his jutting cock, laughing as the startled bitch wailed "Ohhh, Godddddded  .....................not again ........................I'm still soreeeeeeeee!  Ohhhhhhh ......................ohhhhhhhhhhh!"  Hands on her trim waist, Silas then pushed her up some eight inches or so before releasing his hold, and loved the sound of her whimpering as she slid back down upon his fleshy prong. 

Five full minutes of fucking in this manner had the once faithful wife nearly delirious as she obviously never had been fucked in such a manner, nor so many times in just over a five hour period.  And when the phone rang right at 9 o'clock, the frightened bitch froze on his dong, then desperately tried to get off his fuckstick.  "My husband .....................my husband's calling!  He ..................he'll worry if I don't answer!"  "Here ya go Mrs. Weyland, I's brought the cordless from the kitchen fer ya!" Silas replied, keeping his arm tightly around her waist to keep from getting off.  "I ...............I can't talk to him like this ..................not ................not with your 'thing' in me!" she panted out to him.  "Sure ya can .......................here, talk to yer hubby while we's fuck!" Silas advised as he pressed the 'answer' button and handed it to her.  He wanted to laugh aloud upon hearing her stammer out "H ..............hi, honey, sorry to take so long to get to the phone!  I ...............I lost track of the time and was taking the laundry out of the dryer!"  Pushing her up once again, he could visibly see her shiver as she slid back down on his jutting boner.  Pushing her up once again, loving it as she slid down his cock, then he pushed her on up again.  For just over five minutes the phone conversation lasted, and the beauty was obviously trying to end the conversation as she was nearing an orgasm for she told her husband "I ..................I better go and finish getting the laundry out of the dryer before the clothes get wrinkled!"  Knowing that the conversation would soon come to an end, Silas kept his hands on her waist and began pulling her back down as well as to push her back up, faster and faster so he was humping her good.  And his timing was just perfect, popping his load up in her just as she told her hubby "Bye, honey ...............................I love you!"  Phone hung up and dropped to the floor, the beautiful bitch began sobbing in humiliation, feeling like a whore for what had just taken place while talking to her husband on the phone.

Lifted by the bastard's strong muscular arms, Amber felt so humiliated as he carried her with legs spread wide the thick black cock still embedded deep in her.  Into the master bedroom, Amber fell onto her bed with her black lover on top of her, still in her and now shoving it all the way back up her cunny.  An that's how they bedded down for the night, waking once for another go round before going back to sleep.  First to wake that morning, Amber looked down to see the muscular black arm around her waist, then squeezed her cunny to find that he still had his big thick 'thing' in her.  'Oh, God ...................what can I do .........................he's planning on having sex with me for the next two days!  I can't go to the police ...............................claiming that he forced me ........................raped me ..............................not with them learning that I actually left the key under the front doormat so he could get in while I took Jack to the airport!  How stupid will that sound?  Certainly they won't believe me if I claim I don't know who he is, that I didn't want to have sex with him, that it was just a fantasy playing in my mind!  This is certainly not the best time of the month for me either!  And what do I do if he impregnates me?' she wondered. Upon squeezing her cunny instinctively once again, Amber sucked in her breath as the cock responded with a twitch.  'Oh, God ...................why did I go and do that?' she shivered as her right titty was grasped and fondled as the thick cock pushed up deep into her to signal that another fuck session was about to commence.


It was just after making lunch for Silas, who's name she learned on Saturday morning, that her guest departed but only after Amber was introduced into the art of '69'ing on the sofa.  With her husband taking a cab home from the airport and the scout master dropping her off near dinner time, that gave her four hours or so to change the sheets and tidy up the house, with the cleaning emphasis being put on all the places where Silas had fucked her.  With great pains, Amber made sure to clean up the cum stains on the dining room table where her husband ate his dinner every night, along with his desk upon which Silas had pushed her over onto and fucked her from the rear.  Looking at the sofa in the living room, Amber knew she'd have to inspect the cushions carefully as Silas had fucked her and ejaculated huge loads of cum in her three separate times during the weekend, and that did not include the time he pushed her over the back of the sofa where he buggared her.  She remembered the shock and pain of it all when he shoved his donkey-sized cock up into her rear-end, causing her to let out a shrilling shriek of pain, and still her ass smarted from being sodomized more than twenty-four hours earlier.  Hours later, thinking that everything was spic and span, Amber breathed a sigh of relief and was about to wash the bedsheets when she noticed a trail of white spots on the wooden floor leading to the hallway bathroom.  "Oh, myyyyyy, God!" Amber shuddered, recalling the one time she was leaking like a sieve after a fuck session on the living sofa, after which she hurriedly tried to get to the bathroom with her hand cupping her drooling pussy.  Obviously she had not captured all of the dripping spunk in her hand as there were a half dozen dried cum spots clearly visible on the wooden floor.  Checking the kitchen counter, Amber swallowed deeply upon seeing a business card left by Silas Malone, on the back of which was written 'Call me when you want more black lov'n, Mrs. Weyland!'    


End of Story.