I am an attractive single woman from the Midwest who recently had a wild sexual experience that I would like to share with your readers. My name is Debbie and I am 30, 5'5',112 pounds with a slender, well toned body and strawberry blond hair.

Last month I went to the Virgin Islands for a week with three of my girlfriends and we really partied our asses off. One night the locals were having a wild Carnival celebration that included some rather skimpy costumes and some pretty raunchy public behavior.

I was already quite buzzed by dinner time and wanted to join in the fun but my girlfriends were leery of venturing off of the resort property at night and mingling with the locals. I tried to shame them into it by calling them prudes and in response one of my friends dared me to go out alone "if I you're such a wild thing."

Not willing to back down, I changed into a skimpy cut off t-shirt and a rather short pleated skirt and at the last minute decided to leave off my panties. I felt deliciously naughty as I left the compound, my ass and pussy barely covered by my short little skirt.

The streets were full of people, mostly dark skinned locals with a few tourists mixed in. Every one seemed to be dancing and drinking and when a smiling local woman offered me a huge glass of rum punch I gladly accepted.

As I got deeper into the crowd I saw less and less tourists and by the end of the first block I realized that I was the only white person in a sea of sweaty Black bodies. As I finished my incredibly strong drink I became quite drunk and stood there swaying to the music feeling high as a kite.

When a small parade passed by everyone moved out of their way and I found myself unable to move a muscle, pinned in the middle of the cheering crowd. When I felt someone pressed tight against me from behind I looked over my shoulder to see a tall handsome young Black smiling down at me.

I returned his smile and as I turned back to watch the parade I felt him shift his position a little and became aware of a rather large cock pressed against my ass cheeks. I tried at first to move away from him but the tightly packed crowd made that impossible. Then I felt him start to grow hard and in a minute I had a huge hardon pressed right into the crack of my ass.

I had never really been attracted to Black men before, especially the nasty homeboys back in Detroit, but this smiling young guy seemed harmless. Feeling rather drunk and naughty, I leaned back against him a little and squeezed my cheeks around his throbbing shaft. Encouraged by my response, he humped against me a little and then briefly broke off contact.

When he made contact again his dick felt even hotter and I realized that he had pulled his cock out of his pants and was now rubbing his huge hardon directly against the thin material of my skirt. I could actually feel it throbbing against my ass and I wondered just how far he would go right here in the streets.

I was getting incredibly turned on and didn't mind when I felt his hands caressing my bare thighs just below the hem of my skirt. Then his hands moved further up my thighs and I felt my skirt slide up over my hips, letting his big cock rub directly against my bare asscheeks. I let out a soft gasp when his hot throbbing cock first touched my smooth skin and I felt him slowly sliding it between my firm fleshy cheeks. I felt totally wicked for letting this happen in public but also terribly excited. No one around us could tell what we were doing so I leaned my head back against his chest and let him continue.

I felt him rub the swollen tip of his cock along my crack and then felt it move down towards my pussy. I tensed up, thinking he was about to try and fuck me right in the middle of the crowd but he pushed his dick between my upper thighs and rubbed his thick shaft back and forth against my already moist pussy lips.

The sensation of his hard shaft rubbing my lips was incredible and I felt my juices running out to coat his cock which only increased my pleasure. He was much taller than me which put quite a bit of pressure against my crotch, so much that he was almost lifting me up in the air with his amazing dark tool. I looked down and could see the fat swollen tip and first few inches of his dark shaft poking out from between my thighs. I couldn't resist reaching down to caress his dark tool and gently squeeze the swollen tip.

For the first time he spoke, whispering "Missy like that big black dick, yes?" I could only nod in agreement as my passion grew. At that point the crowd started to break up and he quickly stuffed his cock back in his pants and let my skirt fall back in place. I let out a little moan of disappointment but he grabbed my hand saying "Don't worry Missy, I take good care of you. Come!"

He led me by the hand into a dark alley and I followed after, my head spinning from alcohol and lust. Once out of sight of the street, he took me in his arms and gave me a long passionate kiss which I eagerly returned. He rammed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it with growing passion. When he finally broke the kiss I grabbed for his crotch and murmured "Please, fuck me!"

He chuckled in response and said "Oh yes missy, soon enough I fuck you good. But first you must taste, yes?" while whipping out his huge Black tool. Caught up in passion I slid to my knees and licked up and down his dark shaft while gently squeezing his large testicles. Then I wrapped my lips around the tip of his enormous cock and sucked on the swollen head and first few inches while squeezing the thick shaft with my hand.

His dark cock tasted quite strong and musky and I found it pleasantly different from other cocks I had tasted. He was groaning softly and playing gently with my long blonde hair which I happen to love. "Yes Missy, suck my cock!"I heard him say and in response I bobbed my head even faster.

Suddenly he stepped back, pulled me to my feet and turned me so that I was facing the wall. He stepped behind me, lifted up my flimsy skirt and set the tip of his cock between my sopping wet pussy lips. With one strong thrust he buried his cock deep into my body, filling me with his long thick cock. Grabbing my hips he began fucking me with long powerful thrusts, sliding his cock in and out at a fast pace. His cock was easily the biggest I had ever experienced and his talented fucking quickly brought me to a powerful orgasm.

As my pussy spasmed and clamped down on him he kept fucking me with short hard strokes that only intensified my cum. His own orgasm followed right after mine and I felt his cock spurt deep inside me as he let out a series of intense grunts.

After giving me a quick kiss he disappeared and I walked back to the resort in a daze, thinking that the next homeboy that called me "Wild thing" was in for a very pleasant surprise.

The encounter between Kim, Bill and Sarge was the strangest thing I had ever seen. It had gotten me sexually aroused to the point where each evening I masturbated while reliving the event in my mind. The two things that excited me the most were the way Kim had eagerly submitted to his lewd demands and the size of Sarge's huge Black cock. I couldn't help but compare it to the only other cock I had seen, Tom's, and my husband's seemed tiny by comparison.

About a week after my beach experience, I took a bus down to visit Tom in Georgia. For my trip I bought a new white sundress that was quite short and very sheer. At the last minute, I decided not to wear panties or a bra under my dress, due partly to the heat and partly to my new found desire to be an exhibitionist. The dress stopped only inches from my bare asscheeks and my large pink nipples were quite noticeable through the sheer material. As I made my way down the aisle of the bus, I got quite a few looks from the male passengers and one Hispanic guy even asked me to sit with him. I politely refused his offer but I was secretly thrilled by the blatant way he stared at my bare thighs and my partly exposed breasts.

After storing my luggage in an over head compartment I took a seat at the rear of the bus which was mostly empty. My dress rode up so high that my pussy was barely covered and all I had to do was part my thighs a little and my pussy was completely exposed. I felt really naughty in this outfit and wished that I had been brave enough to sit up front where I would have gotten more attention. I kind of regretted not sitting by the Hispanic guy and I could just imagine how he would be staring at my legs, hoping for a glimpse of my pussy.

We stopped to pick up some passengers in front of the Army base and I immediately thought of Sarge. My pussy throbbed as I pictured him spanking Kim and then fucking her with his big Black cock. I also thought of the lustful way he had stared at me and I wondered how he would react to seeing me in my skimpy sundress. A few GI's sat down towards the front of the bus and my heart nearly stopped when I saw Sarge climb into the bus. He was about to sit near the other GI's when he looked back and saw me. A huge grin appeared on his dark face and he made a comment to his buddies before coming down the aisle towards me.

I stared nervously out the window, suddenly very conscious of my skimpy dress and lack of underwear. Sarge stopped next to my seat and stared at me for a minute before saying "Well hello Red! Or should I call you Mrs. Williams? Don't you look sexy today. May I join you?" Without waiting for an answer he put his bag up next to mine and took the seat next to me. I looked over towards him, smiling nervously, and said" How do you know my name?" I tried to look him in the eye but I couldn't resist taking a quick glance at his crotch. He was wearing tight dress pants and the outline of his huge cock was very apparent through the thin material of his pants. When I looked back at his face he was smiling lewdly at me and I realized that he had caught me checking out his crotch. "Kimmy told me" he said " She told me all about you on the way to the bar."

His comment made me wonder what Kim and Bill had done at the bar that evening but I was too afraid to ask. Had Kim really let Sarge show her off to his Black buddies? Had Bill actually allowed her to and watched?

As if reading my mind he said " You should have joined us last week. After our little warmup at the lake, I took Kim and Bill to a bar where me and my buddies hang out. She had put on a pair of cutoffs over her suit but once we got inside and had a few drinks, I talked her into taking off her shorts. Kimmy really got off on strutting around half naked in a room full of Black GI's and after a few more drinks she let me take off her top. I kept sending her to the bar for drinks and as she passed through the crowd, guys were grabbing her ass and squeezing her tits. She got so horny that she ended up sucking me off in a booth while the guys cheered her on. If the owner hadn't kicked us out, I think she would have taken on the entire room. But what about you sweetheart, Kimmy said your hubby has been in jail for two years now. You must be dying for a good fuck! Is that why you dress so sexy all the time?"

His question caught me off guard and I answered truthfully " Yeah, I guess so. But I shouldn't be telling you this." The image of Kim wearing only a g-string in a bar filled with drunken Black soldiers really affected me. Kim was obviously a bit of an exhibitionist like me and I wondered if I would have the nerve to wear my bikini at the club, much less go topless.

" You can tell me anything Cindy. I know you want men to look at your body and think about fucking you. And you do have a fantastic body girl. You should show it off and be appreciated. In fact, if you want to come to the club some night and strut your stuff I'd be glad to escort you." Sarge said to me while staring intently at my bare thighs..

Under normal circumstances, his offer would have offended me but after hearing about Kim's adventure in the bar I felt a little jealous. I pictured myself standing in front of the jukebox, leaning over to look at the song titles while my dress rides up and exposes the bottom half of my ass. Sarge sits at the bar with his friends and makes lewd comments about my exposed asscheeks. Then he calls me over to the bar, and while telling his friends what great tits I have, he orders me to unbutton my dress. The only woman in a room full of Black men, I am both too scared and excited not to obey him. I unbutton my dress right down to my navel which exposes lots of cleavage and even a hint of nipple. Still not satisfied he orders me to open my top and show them my tits. Unable to look any of them in the eye, I stare at the floor and pull my dress open and expose my breasts to them.

This whole fantasy ran through my mind in a few seconds but in that time I let my legs spread apart enough to give him a good look at my pussy. At the sight of my pussy and sparse red bush he said "Mmmmm, nice " which brought me back to the real world.As I closed my legs together I realized that my pussy was sopping wet and I was terribly excited. "Thanks for the offer but I don't know..." I said lamely and then added " I think I have to go to the bathroom. Will you excuse me?"

I expected him to stand up so I could get out but he just grinned and said " Sure honey, don't let me stop you." I realized that he wasn't going to move so I stood up and tried to step over his legs without letting my dress ride up too far. Instead of making it easy, as I stepped over his legs he spread his own legs far apart. This action forced my legs apart and my dress rode up so far that I knew that he could see most of my asscheeks. The idea got me so excited that I even hesitated for a minute before I hopped off of him, giving him a good long look at my bare butt.

I rushed into the bathroom at the back of the bus and sat down on the toilet to catch my breath. All of this talk about sex had gotten me really hot and terribly confused. After fighting my lust for two years, I felt dangerously close to succumbing to Sarge's advances. He seemed to know exactly what I needed and to delight in teasing me about it. I tried think of Tom but my thoughts kept coming back to Sarge and his huge Black cock.

Our conversation about Kim showing her stuff at the bar had touched a raw nerve and at some powerful level I wanted to do something similar, even though I knew it was wrong. Also, knowing that Sarge had just gotten a glimpse of my pussy only made me want to show him more. My weird little bar fantasy came to mind and I stood up, looked in the mirror and unbuttoned my dress to my navel. As if acting out my fantasy, I pulled open my dress and began to play with my nipples. I could just imagine the look on Sarge's face if he could see me now and I felt a strong urge to show him my tits.

I buttoned up the first few buttons but left the top two undone which left my rather full tits exposed to the edge of my nipples. I knew he would notice and couldn't wait to see his reaction. I kept reminding myself that so far he hadn't touched me as if that made my lewd behavior OK. As long as we were on the bus I felt like I could maintain control of the situation.

I left the bathroom, walked up the aisle to Sarge and said " Excuse me, please". He took a long look at my exposed cleavage before opening his legs to let me squeeze by. As I stepped between his legs he used his knees to press my knees together, trapping me in front of him. I was leaning forward to keep from hitting my head and in this position my asscheeks were practically in his face and my tits were pressed against the seat in front of us. I felt an odd sensation in my stomach as I found that it was impossible for me to move. I should have screamed or something but the sensation in my belly quickly spread to my already moist vagina. My face flushed as I realized that I liked being physically restrained by this bold Black man and enjoyed my position of submission.

I let out a soft whimper when I felt both of his rough hands slide slowly up my thighs, pushing my dress up and completely exposing my soft white asscheeks to him. His hands continued to move and I felt him firmly squeezing my cheeks and his thumbs rubbing against my pussy. He spread my cheeks far apart and began to run his tongue along my ass crack, teasing my pussy lips at the beginning of each lick. Then he buried his face between my cheeks and rammed his thick tongue between my swollen cunt lips. My whole body quivered under his oral assault and a powerful orgasm began deep in my belly.

Just as my orgasm started to hit he pulled his face away and roughly pushed me into my seat causing me to moan in frustration. Then I saw the Hispanic guy who had offered me a seat making his way down the aisle. Even with his face buried in my ass Sarge had noticed him coming and quickly reacted. The guy stopped at our seats, staring lustfully at my crotch and when I looked down I saw that my skirt was bunched up around my hips and my pussy was completely exposed. Sarge put his hand possessively on my thigh and gave the guy an evil look which chased him away.

I pulled down my dress, pushing away his hand in the process, and tried to collect my thoughts while Sarge sat watching me. He was apparently waiting for the Hispanic guy to finish in the bathroom before resuming his sexual attack on my mind and body. I squirmed in my seat feeling anxious to achieve the orgasm that I had been cheated of and also feeling terribly guilty and scared. When the Hispanic guy had returned to his seat, Sarge reached over and stroked my hair which was hanging over my breasts. " So Red, do you have to go to the bathroom again? I enjoyed your last trip. Didn't you?" he said. " No, I'm OK thank you." I said nervously, afraid to look him in the eye. He pulled my hair to the side and his fingers undid another button on my dress while saying " I see you made an adjustment while you were gone. Feeling a little hot under the collar? One more button oughta do the trick."

I looked down and saw that my large pink nipples were now completely exposed to him. His dark hand moved over my breasts, squeezing them with his strong fingers. It felt wonderful and I closed my eyes, immensely enjoying the attention he was giving them. Tom had always been very gentle with my breasts but Sarge was quite rough, milking my full breasts and pinching my soft nipples until they hurt. For some reason the pain only added to my excitement and I thought of how much Kim had enjoyed the pain of her brutal spanking.

Sarge leaned across and took one of my tits into his mouth, eagerly sucking on one nipple before switching to the other. I looked down to see his thick negroid lips working at my pale flesh and the contrast between our skin colors really turned me on. He gave my tit a not so gentle bite and the sharp pain caused me to whimper out loud.

He pulled away and stared intently into my eyes for a moment before saying " You like it when it hurts a little, don't you Red?" As he said this he pinched one of my nipples quite hard and I let out another whimper before answering softly " Yes "

" You're a wild one, Mrs. Williams. You're just like Kimmy, a nice white girl who likes to be treated like a slut. Especially by one of us bad ass nigger studs. How would you like to suck on my big Black dick? " he asked lewdly.

My eyes met his for a brief moment and then dropped to his crotch where I saw a huge bulge in his tight dress slacks. I could actually see his cock throbbing thru his pants and I had a sudden urge to see it in the flesh. As if reading my mind he whispered 'Yeah, you're dying for a taste of my big Black dick!" ck!" I didn't answer him but I continued to stare at the huge bulge in his slacks, fascinated by his huge throbbing member.

He opened up his pants and whipped out his huge Black cock which from up close looked even bigger than I had remembered. My throat went dry as I stared intently at his enormous dark tool and I unconsciously licked my lips as I thought about how his cock must taste. I felt him put his hand on the back of my head and firmly push down while saying " C'mon Red, have a taste. Suck my big Black dick! You're gonna love it." He pulled my face down towards his cock and I felt powerless to resist as he guided it to my mouth. His fat purple cockhead rubbed against my lips and I gave it a soft kiss before opening my lips. I let just the tip slide into my mouth and began to gently suck on his sweet musky flesh while grabbing ahold of it with one of my hands.

I couldn't believe I was sucking off this hugely hung Black guy and even worse, I was doing it on a bus on the way to visit my husband. I felt like such a slut but he had me so worked up that I would have done anything for him at that point. He grabbed ahold of my hair with one hand and forced his cock deeper into my mouth while saying "Suck that big Black dick, Mrs. Williams. You know you love it. Make me come with that sweet mouth of yours"

His lewd comments only excited me more and I began to bob my head in his lap, sliding my lips along his thick shaft as he guided my movements. I found that I loved the sweet musky flavor of his cock and was eager to taste his cum. I pumped my hand up and down and jerked his shaft, now covered with my saliva, in time with my sucking. His other hand slid under me and began to squeeze my tits, pinching my nipples so hard that I moaned out loud around his cock.

He seemed to delight in causing me pain but I had to admit that I liked the way he treated me. My hair had fallen all over his lap, covering my face like a veil and feeling suddenly inspired, I grabbed a handful and rubbed it against his huge balls. I could just imagine how we looked, a young white redhead in a skimpy sundress eagerly sucking off an older Black GI with a huge Black horsecock.

His cock started to leak a thick stream of precum and I sensed that he was close to coming. I wrapped my other hand around his dark meat and began to vigorously jerk him off while noisily sucking on the top half of his cock. He must have liked what I was doing because his hand left my head and moved to my tits so that now he was pinching both of my nipples with a powerful grip.

"Oh yeah, suck my dick girl! I'm getting close. Your making me come Red. Oh fuck! Here it comes baby. Oh, suck it!" he grunted. I could feel his cock throbbing between my lips and suddenly it exploded, shooting spurt after spurt of thick cum down my throat. I tried to swallow it all but his cock was like a firehose and when I pulled away to catch my breath the last few spurts landed on my face and in my hair. He pushed my face back down and I obediently sucked the remaining come out of his amazing cock, nursing at his dark meat until it finally started to go soft.

I sat back up, wiping my mouth of his cum, my heart racing and my pussy throbbing. My tits ached from the abuse he had given them and I was on the verge of a powerful orgasm again. With one hand rubbing my pussy I looked at him and begged him to make me cum. He laughed his evil grin and said " Just one more favor,Baby."

After using the edge of my skirt to wipe his cock, he made me lean down and kiss it before putting it back in his pants. Then he stood up, pulled me to my feet and literally dragged me towards the front of the bus. I was so sexually wound up that I could hardly think straight as he stopped next to his two Army buddies. When I tried to button up my dress he slapped my hand aside and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Hey brothers, I want to introduce you to my new friend, Mrs. Williams. Or Red to her close friends. This sweet little lady was down at the lake when I had my adventure with Kimmy. Remember I mentioned a hot redhead with big tits and a creamy white ass?" he said. Both guys grinned lewdly at me and said hello but I was too ashamed to respond. Then Sarge pulled my dress open, completely exposing my tits to them and said " Here's those big beauties I was talking about. And she likes when I treat them rough." The guys cracked up and the closest one reached out to tweak my nipples. I felt totally humiliated but this was so close to my recent bar fantasy that I almost fainted from excitement.

Then he turned me around and lifted up the back of my dress saying "And here's that sweet white ass. This baby's got back!"

As I struggled to cover my tits and button up my dress, I noticed the Hispanic guy sitting right in front of me staring at my exposed flesh and laughing. Sarge gave my ass a firm pat for his buddies sake and then turned me to face him saying " Well Red, it's been fun but we get off at the next stop. One of our white platoon members has a pretty Korean wife who invited us over for a visit while hubby is out on maneuvers. I know you're dying for some satisfaction but you'll have to wait until next time. Meet me at the lake next Thursday at 7:00 and I'll take you to the club for a little fun. Maybe Kimmy and Bill will join us. I'm sure you can convince old Fuzzy to shut the doors for awhile so we can really get down. He's got a thing for redheads.Later bitch, it's been fun."

Then he gave me a gentle shove down the aisle and I stumbled back towards my seat. I continued on to the bathroom and after locking the door, I began to furiously rub my pussy until I had a short but powerful orgasm. I felt totally humiliated and was still incredibly horny but I realized that I would probably meet him at the lake in spite of the way he had treated me.

Even though he had treated me like shit and humiliated me in public, I felt irresistibly drawn to him and felt anxious to see him again. The brief episode at the front of the bus had been so similar to my own bar fantasy that it was spooky. A lewd part of me couldn't wait to go to that club with him and show my body off to his Black buddies. After my recent experience, I knew that I would do anything that he or his friends wanted.

Two years ago my husband was arrested in Georgia for possession of a small amount of marijuana and is serving a three year jail term. Since we live in rural Pennsylvania, I only get down to see him every six months. We had only been married six months when Bob got in trouble and being newlyweds we had a very active sex life. Bob had taken my cherry on our wedding night and, as if making up for lost time, my sexual appetite quickly grew and I couldn't get enough of my husbands cock. It's been two years now since we last had sex but unfortunately my sexual appetite hasn't diminished and I am constantly horny.

For the record, my name is Cindy Williams. I am twenty one years old, 5'3", 105 lbs. with a 35C-23-35 figure. I have waist length strawberry blond hair and have been told I look like Ann Margaret. Bob's folks have been paying most of our bills while he's in jail so I get away with only a part time job at the local supermarket. This leaves me with lots of time during the day to work out and stay in shape.

I have always been kind of shy and worn very conservative clothing but for the last year, due to my constant horniness, I have been wearing more revealing outfits. I have come to enjoy the attention men give me, especially when they compliment me on my appearance. Last winter I ordered a g-string bikini from a catalog and this summer I have been wearing it to our local swimming spot. The suit barely covers my breasts and leaves my rather full asscheeks completely exposed. The first time that I wore it I was petrified and terribly excited. I laid out a towel and spent the afternoon sunbathing and enjoying the lustful stares of the men there.

The spot is frequented by a lot of soldiers from a nearby Army base and many of them are Blacks who are notorious for hitting on local girls. Not too many Blacks live in our area so I was kind of nervous at first about them seeing me in my skimpy suit. The local guys are all pretty easy going but the Black soldiers tend to be very aggressive. At first their blatant stares and lewd comments made me nervous but then I began to enjoy the attention they gave me. There was something especially naughty about these Black men lusting after my young white body.

One afternoon a couple set up near me and I recognized the girl, Kim, a tall, slender blond with long shapely legs. She had been two years behind me in school and I had graduated with her sister Joni, another knockout blond. That afternoon she gave me a warm greeting and introduced me to her fiance, Bill. She was wearing a suit similar to mine and had a gorgeous dark tan.

After a few minutes, a stocky, older Black guy came over and Kim introduced "Sarge" to her fiance. She obviously knew him because he greeted her with a kiss on the lips and a discreet pat on the ass. They were close enough that I could hear Kim explain that Sarge had dated her sister, Joni, before she went away to college. As they spoke, the Black was obviously checking out Kim's body, especially her tight little butt, and she flirted shamelessly with him. The sexual tension between Kim and Sarge was quite apparent but Bill either didn't notice or didn't mind his sweetheart flirting with this older Black GI.

At one point, Kim asked Bill to put some tanning oil on her back but Sarge grabbed the bottle from him and said "Let me".She seemed to like that idea and after tying up her long golden blond hair she quickly laid down on her belly. Bill looked a little nervous but didn't say anything as Sarge rubbed some oil into her back and then worked his way up her long tanned legs to the edge of her asscheeks. Sarge gave Bill a long searching look and said " Hey dude, your women's got one fine body. I think her ass is even nicer than her sisters." Then he poured some oil into the crack of her ass and began to rub it into her firm young cheeks. The sight of his dark hands on her tanned asscheeks really turned me on and Bill also seemed to be fascinated with the sight. Kim was obviously enjoying herself and she slowly spread apart her thighs as if inviting him to move his attention down to her pussy.

When Sarge's hand moved down between her thighs and began to massage her cunt through the thin material of her g-string, Kim let out a moan of pleasure but Bill spoke up saying " Thanks, Sarge, but I don't think she needs any oil down there." Sarge gave Bill a sharp look and continued to rub her pussy while saying "C'mon Bill, Kim told me how you reacted when she told you about Joni's going away gangbang. How you couldn't stop looking at that picture of Joni sucking on my big Black cock. And how excited you got when Kim said she was jealous of her sister and begged you for permission to try out my big nigger dick. Isn't that why you agreed to meet me here today?"

By now Sarge had pulled aside Kim's g-string and was rubbing his thumb along her pink pussy lips and she was squirming under his touch and looking pleadingly at Bill. "I must be out of my mind but you're right. That photo of Joni sucking on your dick was incredible and at first I almost thought it was Kimmy. When she asked if she could try out your cock I told her "No way" but when she reminded me how hard my dick was I kinda gave in. Did Joni really take on four guys at once?" Bill said while watching Sarge. "She sure did my man. At first, she said resisted but once we got her naked she went wild. Your little Kimmy is even sweeter than her sister and from what she said on the phone, she's got a kinky side to her that I like. Did you know that she told me she was a bad girl and asked if I would spank her?" Sarge said and gave Kim's butt a sharp slap.

I couldn't believe what they were saying and my pussy ached at the thought of Joni, the high school home coming queen, being gangbanged by four Black studs. I could easily see how Kim would be excited by her sister's wild behavior but I couldn't understand why Bill was going along with this. Things were starting to get pretty wild but as I looked around I saw that we were the only ones left on the beach. I felt like I should leave but I was dying to see how far Kim would let Sarge go.

Kim said "Ouch" when Sarge slapped her ass and rolled onto her side to face Bill and said " Honey, you know how many times I asked you to spank me. But you always said no because you didn't want to hurt me. Well sometimes I want it to hurt! I love you honey but Sarge knows what I mean and I want him to show you. Sarge, right now I feel like a very bad girl who needs to be taught a lesson."

Sarge let out an evil sounding laugh and quickly scanned the beach, his eyes coming to rest on me." Yea baby, I'm gonna teach you a lesson your never gonna forget. You take off that stupid little suit and I'll be right back" he said while getting up and coming over to stand on the edge of my towel. I sat up as he approached and found myself with his crotch in my face, a huge bulge visible under his tight bathing suit.

" Hey Red, I know you've been listening to us so you know what's going down. If you wanna hang out and watch, that's fine but you gotta be cool. Any other day I'd ask you to join us but Kimmy is hot stuff and I wanna take proper care of her. If you like what you see, let me know and we'll set something up. If not, shut the fuck up. By the way, nice fucking tits you got there!" Then he turned and walked back to Kim's blanket while I sat in shocked silence.

I watched him approach Kim who was standing stark naked next to her fiance, and saw him stop and inspect her body. Her tits were nicely rounded with large pink nipples nicely framed by her tan lines and her exposed pussy was covered with a golden down of pubic hair. Sarge reached up to undo her hair and it fell down her back to the top of her butt. Then he put his hand on her ass, guided her to a nearby tree and ordered her to grab a branch above her head, adding "And don't you dare let go!"

Pausing a moment to take in her beauty, he made a crude comment to Bill, "This is one sweet young thing we got here, dude. I'm gonna have a lot of fun breaking this filly in. Watch!"

He reached between her legs and played with her pussy for awhile until she was squirming with pleasure and then he said " Are you a good girl or a bad girl,Kimmy?" She said meekly "A bad girl,Sarge" and he gave her tender asscheeks two hard slaps. Her whole body shook but she let out a soft moan of pleasure. He repeated the process, this time reaching around to squeeze her tits while playing with her pussy. Again he asked her and she said " A very bad girl, sir." He smiled at this and gave her four hard slaps against her smooth young bottom. By the last slap, she was starting to lean away from him but when he stopped she caught her breath and pushed her ass back against his probing hand. She was obviously quite excited and her hips rocked against him as he played with her as if she were a toy. "Do you like this Kimmy? he asked and she quickly said "Yes Sir" "Do you want me to stop?" he taunted and she begged "No,sir, don't stop!" "Are you a good girl or a bad girl?" he demanded while vigorously slamming his thumb between her swollen cunt lips. "Bad! Very bad" she squealed and he began to forcefully spank her with his right hand while rubbing her pussy from the front with his left. Her whole body tensed up, poised between the pain from behind and the pleasure from in front, as he continued to slap her now red buttcheeks with hard cruel blows. After about a dozen slaps he stopped hitting her and slid his thumb back into her pussy from behind. He vigorously pumped his thumb into her while continuing to tease her clit with his other hand. Kim let out a loud moan of pleasure and rocked her body back against his thumb, obviously getting close to a powerful orgasm.

Suddenly he pulled his hands away, gave her one last slap and said " Now tell me what you think, Kimmy. Did you like that?" Kim looked over her shoulder at him and pleaded" Oh yes,Sarge! That was wonderful but please don't stop. I was so close. Please!"

Sarge chuckled and again he asked her what kind of girl she was while gently stroking her bright red asscheeks. Kim jerked away from his caress but answeared " Bad, very bad but I'm trying to be good. Please, I'll do anything, Sarge. Please let me come!"

"Don't worry baby. Old Sarge won't leave you hanging like those white boys do. Just do me one favor" he said and then whispered something to her ear. She eagerly nodded her head and said " Bill, honey, please help me. I'm so close. Please pull down his shorts so he can fuck me. I need it so bad. If you love me you'll help me out."

The brutal spanking and Kim's enjoyment of it had left me breathless and horribly excited but this final element was just too bizarre to be real. Incredibly, Bill mumbled "I love you ,Kimmy " and then began to tug down Sarge's shorts but apparently Sarge wasn't quite satisfied. "Show some respect dude. On your knees!" he ordered Bill. Bill looked disgusted but he obeyed and pulled down the back of his shorts. Then he pulled down the front and unleashed a huge Black cock with a fat purple head. Sarge grabbed his huge member and rubbed the tip along Kim's ass crack while saying "Put your hands on your knees girl and get ready for the fuck of your life."

Finally letting go of the tree, Kim put her hands on her knees and pushed her round little butt back towards Sarge. He worked the swollen tip of his cock between her pussy lips and grabbed ahold of her slim hips with both hands. Then he gave her butt one more sharp slap and rammed his cock deep into her tight young pussy. Kim let out a loud squeal and begged him to go easy but Sarge didn't show any mercy, pounding his huge cock into her body with powerful thrusts of his hips. With each brutal thrust he let out a loud grunt and Kim responded with a submissive whimper as he fucked her with his huge Black horsecock.

Bill stayed on his knees next to them, watching this Black brute fucking his gorgeous blond fiance while rubbing his own crotch. " Oh yes, fuck me with your big Black cock! It hurts but I love it" Kim whimpered " Fuck me harder, please, I'm coming" Her body tensed and she had an earth shaking orgasm as Sarge continued to pound her with his huge Black cock from behind.

" Yeah bitch, come for me. Milk my cock with your sweet white cunt." Sarge groaned and then picked up the pace, rapidly fucking her pussy as his own orgasm approached. " Oh man, your woman is tight dude! I like fucking this pussy. You better get used to sharing it." he said for Bill's benefit. Then he sank his cock in to the hilt and let out a loud moan as his orgasm hit. I could see his asscheeks clenching as he shot a huge load of cum deep into Kim's stretched pussy.

He held still for a long moment, his cock buried inside her as his orgasm subsided and then he finally withdrew his now slippery member. Kimmy sank to her knees and proceeded to suck and lick his cock clean while thanking him over and over again. Sarge just smiled down at her and stroked her long golden hair.

Without realizing it, I had been rubbing my own pussy thru my suit while watching their lewd display and I only became aware of it when Sarge looked my way and said " Looks like fun, huh Red?" I blushed furiously and began to gather my things to leave. Sarge pulled Kim to her feet and after giving her a long, sloppy kiss he pulled on his shorts. Bill helped Kim, who was still a little dazed, into her suit and collected their things.

" Hey kids, why don't you come down to the club with me and let me buy you a drink. I know the guys would love to meet Joni's little sister." Sarge said. Bill said "Thanks anyway" but Kim perked up and said in a playful, little girl's voice " You mean it would be just little old me in a room full of nasty old Black men. I've heard what they do to pretty blond girls like me. They might try to rape me with their big Black cocks!"

Sarge cracked up laughing and said " You're probably right girl. But you have to say "No" for it to be rape. Or in your case, "No" means "Yes but you have to make me" You are a bad girl! C'mon kids, lets go meet the fellows." Bill looked terribly uncomfortable but when Kim took Sarge's hand he meekly followed after.

Then Sarge turned to me and said " Hey Red, why don't you join us? Once I introduce Kimmy to my buddies, I'd be glad to give you some attention. If you know what I mean." Kim seemed to like this idea and said " C'mon Cindy. You saw how much fun we just had. If Sarge's friends are as wild as he is, I'm gonna need a little help."

In my excited state, the idea was kind of interesting but was too wild for me to seriously consider so I said " I don't think so."

Kimmy gave an evil laugh and said " Oh well, you don't know what you're missing. Maybe another time. Bye!"

My beautiful wife, Rachel, has one major character flaw that recently led to a rather bizarre sexual experience. In spite of her wealthy background, Rachel is a habitual shoplifter, something that I only learned recently when she was caught red handed.

We had spent the day at the beach and on the ride home we stopped at a small antique shop, Island Relics. While I checked out a collection of swords and knives, Rachel browsed through the shop. When I heard her arguing with someone I went to investigate.

I found her with the shopkeeper, a heavyset Black guy with a strong Jamaican accent. He was dialing the phone with one hand while holding onto my wife's arm with the other. When I ordered him to let her go he informed me that he had caught her stealing from him and that he was calling the police.

Rachel reached out and disconnected the phone while begging him not to involve the authorities. She looked terrified as she meekly said "Please, sir, don't call the police. I'm so sorry. Please, I'll do anything!"

He looked at her for a moment and then put down the phone while continuing to squeeze her upper arm. Rachel offered to pay double for the ring that was on the table but he said sharply "No! I don't want your money. You are a spoiled brat young lady and need to be taught a lesson. If you will let me punish you as I see fit, and if you show the proper respect when I'm done, then I think we could leave the police out of this."

"My wife is not a thief. You must be mistaken! I insist that you call the police immediately. And let go of her!" I said angrily.

Rachel turned to me and said softly "Honey, he's not mistaken. Please let me handle this." Then she said to him "We don't need to involve the police, Mister. What do you have in mind?" I had never seen my usually strong willed wife so completely submissive before and it kind of surprised me.

At her comment he turned to lock the front door and then he practically dragged her into a small back room. I followed after them as he said "What's your name girl?" and after she told him he said "Well Rachel, you can call me Mr. Smith. Now get your clothes off so I can teach you a lesson."

I started to object but he cut me off saying "Shut up and sit down or go wait in the car. This is between your wife and I." I looked to Rachel who seemed on the verge of tears while saying "Please Tom, do what he says. Don't leave me alone with him."

Feeling totally humiliated, I sat down on a small couch as Rachel began to unbutton her sundress. For the record, Rachel is 24, 5'6", 110 ponds with a perfect 36C-24-36 figure. Her best features are her large firm breasts, her perfectly shaped ass and her waist length reddish blonde hair. By contrast, Mr. Smith was in his mid-forties, short, fat and ugly with very dark, oily skin.

Slipping out of her expensive silk dress, she stood for a moment in her sexy little bikini. Then she undid the top and exposed her luscious tits to this leering Black stranger. Her big pink nipples were hard and erect and I assumed that it was from fear rather than excitement. Then she turned her back to him and slid off her bottoms, baring her smooth young asscheeks to him and in response he murmured "Nice, very nice my dear." Rachel dropped her suit at her feet and turned to face this Black man who for the moment had complete control over her.

Mr. Smith slowly walked around her, eyeing up her shapely young body while Rachel stood staring at her feet, unable to look him in the eye. Then he lifted up her chin and looked deep into her sparkling green eyes while saying gently "You have been a very bad girl Rachel. Do you know what happens to bad girls like you?" Rachel shook her head and said meekly "No sir."

For the first time I saw him smile as he said "Well my dear , they get their sweet little asses spanked. Have you ever been spanked?" Her whole body tensed up at his comment and in answer to his question she just shook her head. "I didn't think so. Well then, this is going to be an incredible experience for you. And you have such a perfect butt that I am going to rather enjoy it myself. Now step over here and let me help you into position."

He put his hand on the small of her back and led her towards a curtain hanging in the corner. He pulled aside the curtain to reveal an old wooden set of stocks like you see at Renaissance Festivals. Rachel gasped at the sight of it but made no effort to pull away from this sick Black stranger, even when his dark hand slid down and began squeezing her smooth white asscheeks. The sight of his hand on her butt made me wild with jealousy but I fought to control my anger.

"This is the original set of stocks from Kingston Jamaica and I believe that my own great-great grandmother spent some time in them. Being whipped by her white master of course. And now it is your turn Rachel to feel their harsh embrace. Step onto the platform and let me lock you in place."

Rachel obediently stepped up and put her hands in place while turning to Mr. Smith "Please don't hurt me." He chuckled evilly and pushed her head down, guiding her slender neck into the worn wooden collar. As he locked the bar in place from above he said "Oh it will hurt my dear. You will hate it at first but I have a feeling that you will come to love it. Some woman derive great pleasure from a good spanking and if I am not mistaken you are one of them." Then he stepped back and looked at my beautiful fair skinned wife, now completely secured and totally at his mercy.

He turned to me and said "Why don't you move your chair over here, sir. So I can keep an eye on you and you can see how your woman responds to my caresses. I know that her lovely young ass is hard to ignore but watch her face closely. I want you to see that point when she begins to enjoy the pain. It will be a special moment for all of us."

I did as he suggested while murmuring "What a sick fuck!" but he heard me and laughed saying "Perhaps but this sick fuck is about to whip your woman's sweet white ass and you can't do shit! Now, let me get comfortable and we can begin."

With that he pulled off his sweater and quickly removed his pants. As he straightened up I saw his cock, still soft and already bigger than my cock when hard. He noticed my gaze and teased me "Yes, I am blessed with a rather large one, like most of my Black brothers. And it gets even bigger when I get excited!"

Rachel twisted around in the stocks, trying in vain to get a look at him, apparently interested in seeing his big dark penis. Mr. Smith noticed her effort and stepped over next to me so she could see it while lewdly stroking his member until it started to swell up into an enormous hardon.

"Look Rachel" he taunted " Have you ever seen one like this? I bet hubby here doesn't come close. Am I right?" Rachel stared at his huge cock with a mixture of fear and awe on her pretty face and nodded her head in answer to his question. "Well, I can see that you're interested in checking out my johnson but first you must be taught a lesson."

He stepped up behind her and took a moment to take in her beauty. With her head and hands level with her waist, her smooth muscular butt cheeks were in a perfect position for the spanking to come. He put both hands on her upper back and kneaded her smooth flesh, working down to her protruding butt cheeks. He gently squeezed and rubbed them for a while and then suddenly gave her a hard slap across the bottom of each cheek. She whimpered softly and he whispered "Ah Rachel, what a splendid ass you have." I noticed that his cock had grown even more and realized that he was getting off on inflicting pain on my wife. It was now nearly a foot long and the dark swollen tip was the size and color of a large plum.

He started to rub her ass again but now he had moved to the bottom of her cheeks and was occasionally rubbing against her tight pussy lips. When he first touched her pussy she pulled away from his hand and he gave her a few hard slaps in quick succession before continuing to play with her exposed twat lips. Rachel was going wild, shaking her ass around and whimpering with each brutal slap on her butt and still trying to keep his hand off her pussy.

Mr. Smith kept alternating between spanking her ass and rubbing her pussy until Rachel reacted in a strange way. Suddenly she stopped trying to avoid his hand and was instead rubbing back against it. Mr. Smith started teasing her, gently touching her swollen lips and then pulling away just as she tried to increase the contact and slapping her butt.

Rachel was working herself into a frenzy, trying desperately to get him to rub her pussy while submissively accepting the brutal spanking he was dishing out. Her asscheeks were now bright red and I could see his hand prints in her creamy smooth skin but from the way she was breathing heavy and shaking her ass it was obvious that she was more sexually excited than I had ever seen her. I felt a rush of shame that I was allowing this to happen and incredible jealousy that another man could excite my beautiful blond wife in such a brutal fashion.

"Please" she whimpered and Mr. Smith laughed before saying "Please what my dear? Do you want me to fuck you?" As he said this he rubbed the swollen tip of his enormous Black cock against her moist pussy lips. Rachel gasped out loud and said "No! Not that" which caused him to give her a hard slap on her already sore ass. Then he slid a finger up her aroused pussy before asking again "Do you want me to fuck you with my big Black cock?"

Rachel rocked back against his hand but grunted out lewdly "No, just touch me like that, please!" I actually heard his finger slip out of her soaking wet lips and also heard her whimper in frustration just as he spanked her again. He was really getting to her and as she waved her ass around she begged and pleaded with him to let her cum. I couldn't believe how easily he had turned my usually headstrong confident wife into a submissive sexual animal begging for relief.

For the first time he turned his attention to her full breasts as he reached under her to squeeze her soft flesh and pinch her large pink nipples. As he played with her tits he rubbed his dark swollen member between her abused butt cheeks to further torment her.

"I told you she would like it" he said mockingly to me, " Now if she will just ask me to fuck her I will satisfy her needs and we will be finished for today. Once again my dear, do you want my cock in your tight little pussy?" he said while reaching down to jam his thumb into her wet pussy.

Rachel hesitated before answering, rocking back desperately against his thumb but finally whimpering "No please, you're too big! Just let me cum, please." Mr. Smith immediately pulled out his thumb and gave my wife a series of hard slaps against her full asscheeks, some of them even hitting her sensitive cunt lips.

The last brutal spanking pushed her over the edge and openly weeping with pain and frustration she finally gave in saying "OK, OK, fuck me! I don't care what you do, just make me cum, please!" Mr. Smith gave her one last slap before stepping up close behind her and tightly grabbing her shapely hips with his dark hands. He leered over at me and said "I told you she was gonna beg for it chump. Now watch me fuck your wife with my big Black dick. And watch how much she loves it!"

I wanted to tell him to go to hell and push him away from my wife but it was too late for that and I silently watched as he rubbed the swollen knob of his cock against Rachel's moist cunt lips. Rachel rocked back against him and actually forced his cockhead between her swollen lips. Grunting like an animal Mr. Smith drove his thick shaft deep into her tunnel causing her to gasp out loud and whimper "Oh, it's so big! Please go easy!"

He just laughed at her and drove his cock deeper into her tight pussy which made her squeal even more. He started fucking her slowly and deliberately, driving his cock in and out of her, each thrust forcing his huge member deeper into her tight young pussy. She was weeping and whimpering in pain at first but as the initial pain of his penetration subsided, her lust started to take hold. By the time he had managed to cram all of his cock into her she was starting to rock back against him in time with his thrusts. It was bad enough having to watch him abuse her but to see her respond to him, to know that she was enjoying the feel of his huge Black cock in her tight young pussy humiliated me beyond words.

With each thrust she would grunt as if in pain but when he slowly pulled out of her she would whimper in frustration. Noticing this, he started to pull out completely and tease her by rubbing the swollen tip of his cock along her moist pussy lips. Then he would brutally reenter her and ram his cock deep into her hot wet cunt. His cock was by now coated with her bodies juices and in spite of it's enormous size he was easily penetrating her tight pussy.

I found myself thinking about how he must be stretching her and if I would notice a difference the next time I fucked her with my average size cock which I realized was as hard as a rock. It bothered me that I was physically excited from seeing my foxy wife being abused by this perverted Black man almost as much as it bothered me that she was enjoying the abuse. Feeling completely humiliated I began to rub my cock while watching him fuck my wife.

Mr. Smith noticed me rubbing my crotch and started to taunt me "Hey man, you like watching me fuck your wife! Who is the sick fuck now? That's good though 'cause I like fucking her. She's really tight and her pussy is really smooth. I think I might do this more often!" His lewd comments made me furious and I snapped back at him "In your dreams asshole!" he laughed at my comment and gave Rachel a series of especially hard thrust which caused her to squeal with delight.

Then he pulled all the way out and rubbed his cockhead against her juicy wet pussy while taunting her "Tell him Rachel! Tell him what you want." Rachel looked over at me with a desperate look on her face and said "Give it to me please." "Give you what?" he added. "Give me your big Black dick! Please fuck me" she begged him and he responded by giving her one brutal thrust. Then he pulled out until I could see her soft pink lips clinging to his dark swollen cockhead and said " Like that?" and she said "Yes, fuck me hard." "If I do, will you come back and let me fuck you again?" he said sternly and she practically screamed back at him "Yes, Yes, anything you want, just fuck me now!"

Mr. Smith leered over at me and I wanted to wipe that mocking grin off his ugly Black face but I had to admit that he had complete control of the situation and of my precious young wife. He reached down with both hands and began squeezing and pinching her sensitive nipples while fucking into her with powerful thrusts of his muscular hips. He picked up the pace, rapidly pistoning his thick Black meat in and out of her tortured fuckhole. I could hear him grunting as he fucked her and hear the wet sound of his cock sliding around in her by now sopping wet pussy. The sound that really got to me though was the sound of Rachel whimpering with pleasure and begging for more of his amazing Black member.

I could see the firm muscles in her thighs tense up as she rocked back against him and see his dark hands mauling her soft white tits and large pink nipples. Letting out an intense squeal, Rachel's whole body quivered with the force of a powerful orgasm from the incredible fucking that she was getting. A few seconds later, Mr. Smith let out a loud grunt and buried his cock deep into my wife while filling her up with his cum. I could see his asscheeks contract as he shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into my wife's spasming pussy.

His orgasm finally over he stepped back and his cock slid out of her with a disgusting wet noise and I watched a huge amount of thick creamy cum running out of her well stretched pussy lips. After catching his breath he undid the stocks and helped Rachel up and the first thing that she did amazed me. She dropped to her knees and gave his slimy cock a sloppy kiss before saying "Thank you Mr. Smith. I've been stealing things for years and always got a little excited at the thought of being caught. I can't say that this was a dream come true but I have always wondered what it would be like to be caught and punished. My ass is pretty sore but it was worth it."

Then she turned to me and said "I'm sorry that you had to sit through this honey. But I can see that it got you excited too, like Mr. Smith said. I love you more than ever but I've gotta be honest. If Mr. Smith wants me to come back for another spanking, I won't be able to refuse him. I hope you understand." Her comment bothered me but I knew that our marriage would never be the same.

My wife, Amy, and I recently had a wild sexual experience that has totally changed our lives. Amy is a beautiful redhead who is quite shy and somewhat timid. I am very proud of my foxy bride and encourage her to dress in revealing clothing so other men can see what a gorgeous wife I have. She has reluctantly gone along with my requests and I have picked out some pretty sexy outfits from the Fredericks catalog that she wears to out of town engagements.

I had always dreamed of having other men see her completely naked and my dream recently came true with a strange twist. A friend at work told me about a nude beach about an hour from home that was frequented by a lot of couples and some soldiers from a nearby Army base. He said that it was a fun place and hinted at some wild goings on in some driftwood "condos." I got an instant hard on from the thought of my sweet little Amy stark naked on a beach and being ogled by a bunch of horny servicemen. After much begging on my part, Amy agreed to go but only on a weekday when it wouldn't be quite as crowded.

The following Monday I took a personal day and we headed out to the beach. We got there by ten o'clock and found the place pretty empty. Someone had built a series of small "condos" out of driftwood at the back of the beach for privacy and as windbreaks and we set up in one. Amy timidly stripped off her cutoffs and halter and exposed her luscious young body to the sun. For the record, Amy is 24, 5'4" with a mouth watering 35C-24-25 body and silky red hair that hangs to the top of her butt.

We spent the first two hours soaking up the sun and splashing in the surf together. Because of the sparse crowd, Amy was the only woman on the beach and attracted quite a bit of attention. I made sure she was well oiled with sun tan oil and was thrilled as guys went out of their way to walk past us and check her out. I noticed that most of the guys had bigger cocks than me. When I mentioned this to Amy she giggled and said, "I noticed. Maybe the sun makes them grow."

At that point Amy suggested we return to our "condo" and as we approached I noticed that a dark muscular Black guy had put down a blanket right in our condo. I also noticed that he was easily the most well hung guy on the beach with a thick uncut cock hanging halfway to his knees. Amy took notice of him also and whispered to me "Oh my god, look at that thing! It's huge." I felt a twinge of jealousy from her reaction to this guy's enormous member and felt like my plan was backfiring. The whole idea behind going to this beach had been that I would enjoy seeing guys drool over my foxy wife and be jealous of me. It had never occurred to me that Amy might be the one doing the drooling.

When we got to our blanket, I said nervously "Uh excuse me, would you mind moving to another condo, please? We were here first." He laughed at my comment saying, "Hey man, this is my condo. If you two want to hang out, that's cool, but I ain't going nowhere."

As he spoke he was busy checking out Amy who was staring intently at his huge Black cock. I reached for our cooler and said "C'mon Amy, let's go" but she surprised me by saying "Wait honey, let's stay. There's plenty of room."

I was about to argue when the guy said "Cool, I'm Sgt. Leon Jones. Y'all can call me Leon. What's your name dude?" I shook his hand and said "Jimmy and this is my wife Amy." he turned to Amy and to my surprise gave her a quick kiss before saying "Amy, my dear, you are one sexy lady." Amy blushed from head to toe and softly thanked him.

"So this is your first time here. What do you think?" he asked while sitting down at the back of the condo with his back against the wood. Amy laid down on her belly facing him while I sat next to her.

"It is our first time," I answered, "How can you tell?"

"First, I come here all the time," he explained "and I could never forget a fox like Amy. And from the way she's staring at my Johnson, I know she's never been to a place like this before."

"I'm sorry" Amy stammered, "I didn't mean to"

"Hey, don't sweat it" he said smoothly "I don't mind. I come here to look and to be looked at, just like you."

I had to admit that his comment was true and his open attitude made me feel much more comfortable. My initial jealousy was replaced with a twinge of excitement at seeing my wife naked in such close proximity to such a well-hung stud.

"Hey, do you guys get high?" Leon asked to break the awkward silence while pulling a joint out of his beach bag. I love to smoke reefer and Amy rarely does but she eagerly said "Oh yeah."

After lighting the joint Leon got up on his knees and walked over to the edge of our blanket and handed it to me. As I took a hit I noticed that Amy's face was now level with and only two feet away from Leon's groin and she couldn't help but stare at it. I had to nudge her to get her to take the joint and as she did she gave me a sheepish guilty look. By the time the joint was done I was as high as a kite and I could tell from the way Amy was giggling at Leon's comments that she was also pretty stoned.

Leon stretched out on his side on the edge of our blanket and started to tell us about some of the wild things that had happened on the beach. Amy's face was now less than a foot from his huge dark tool and, her inhibitions buried by the reefer, she stared at it with a look of pure lust on her pretty face. Now that I was stoned, her interest in his cock somehow excited me rather than bothered me and I found myself enjoying her obvious interest in his big Black dick. I could tell that he was quite aware of her interest and saw that his cock had started to grow hard. Before our eyes it twitched and grew until it was nearly a foot long and the foreskin peeled back to reveal the tip of his fat swollen cock head.

"Hey man, I don't usually get a woody here at the beach but the way your lady is looking at me, I can't help it. I hope you don't mind" Leon said to me.

I couldn't believe how huge his cock was and as it bobbed in the air a bizarre image of him fucking Amy with it flashed thru my brain and my own cock grew instantly hard.

Noticing my erection, he chuckled and said "Naw, I guess you don't mind. And I don't have to ask your wife" He brought his hand down and began to slowly jerk off right in Amy's face saying "You like my big Black dick, don't you girl?" Looking like she was in a trance, Amy nodded her head and said, "It's so huge!"

"Damn straight it is. And I bet you'd like to see what it tastes like, wouldn't you?" he taunted her.

Amy hesitated a moment before saying "Oh I could never. I'm married..."

As he continued to jerk off in front of us, a steady stream of precum oozed out of the tip of his cock and he rubbed it onto his shaft until the entire thing was coated with the sticky fluid. When a big drop of precum oozed out of the tip, Leon caught it on his finger and held it out for my wife saying "Go on Amy, taste it. You know you want to see what Black cum tastes like."

When she hesitated he rubbed his finger across her full bottom lip, forcing her to taste his cock juice and I saw Amy's tongue quickly lap it up. Then he turned to me and said "Hey dude, your wife seems to like my big Black dick and you're getting off on it too, aren't you?"

I wanted to say no way but my erection said otherwise so I meekly said "I guess" with a stupid grin on my face.

Then he reached out to play with Amy's shiny red mane while saying "C'mon baby, your husband won't mind. Give it a little kiss!" while pulling her face towards his throbbing member. Amy made no effort to resist and let him rub his slimy cock against her face. She looked over at me with a desperate look that was part fear and part sexual hunger and in my stoned and excited state I didn't know what to say or do.

"Suck it girl!" Leon demanded while pressing the swollen tip of his Black member against Amy's pouty lips. Her big blue eyes locked on mine, she parted her lips and gave his swollen cock head a long sloppy kiss. When she finally came up for air, Leon rolled onto his back and pulled Amy to him so she was kneeling between his legs.

He pulled her face down to his cock and ordered her to "Lick that cock girl. Show your man how much you like dark meat." Amy lowered her face and began to eagerly lick up and down his shiny Black shaft, replacing his sticky precum with her own saliva. I sat there in complete shock as I watched my innocent young bride slide her lips along this huge Black dick. Where I should have felt jealous and angry, all I felt was raw lust as I watched my beautiful wife worship this Black guy's throbbing hard on.

Amy seemed totally out of control, whimpering and moaning as she worked on this dark stranger's cock. After licking nearly every inch of his huge member she moved to his side and pursed her lips around his shaft. Then she slid them back and forth along the underside of his shaft, moving from the wide base of his dick up to the swollen tip, which continued to ooze a steady steam of precum.

After a while Amy came up for air and stared for a moment at the huge Black cock throbbing before her while gently squeezing his large balls. "You like that black dick don't you baby?" Leon asked while reaching to stroke her hair, which was hanging down her back.

Amy nodded eagerly and leaned forward to rest her head on his flat stomach and suck on the fat purple crown of his cock. Her hand looked tiny as she wrapped it around his thick shaft and gently pumped it while sucking on the fat purple tip.

I moved down to his feet so I could get a better view and noticed that his hand was now exploring her plump ass cheeks, squeezing her soft white flesh. Then his hand moved out of sight and I saw her ass squirm as his hand found her swollen pussy. I couldn't see his hand but I could see her rock against it and I could hear the moist sound of his fingers sliding into her twat.

Amy continued to suck on the swollen tip and first few inches of his enormous cock, her lips sliding down the dark shaft while her hand pumped on the base. Leon fingered her tight young pussy while making increasingly lewd comments to her "Suck that Black dick woman. Oh man, your wife can sure suck cock. Look at her man, she loves it!"

I looked at Amy and instead of my shy innocent bride I saw a hungry cocksucker worshipping a huge Black cock. With the help of some potent weed, Leon had taken advantage of my desire to exhibit my foxy wife and seduced her before my eyes with his huge dark tool.

"So good, yeah suck it girl" Leon groaned, "Oh man, she's making me cum. Shit, she's good. Grab my Johnson man; I want you to feel me cum in her mouth. Go on man, do it, jerk that meat white boy!"

His request shocked me but I was so caught up in the moment that I did as he asked. I grabbed the base of his cock and began to jerk him off into Amy's mouth. His cock felt silky smooth but it was hard as steel inside and I could actually feel it throb it my hand.

Amy pulled back for a moment and stared with wild-eyed excitement at me as I held Leon's throbbing Black dick. She leaned across to give me a kiss and share the funky taste of his dark tool with me before returning her attention to his cock. She wrapped her lips around the fat Black tip and eagerly suckled it while staring into my eyes with a look of intense anticipation. Leon started to grunt each time I squeezed his shaft and then with a loud growl he started coming in Amy's mouth. Her eyes opened wide as she struggled to swallow his load and I could actually feel his cock twitch with each spurt of cum. His cum came faster than she could swallow and the remainder escaped her lips and ran down his shaft, coating my hand with hot sticky cum.

Amy let his cock slip from her lips and sat up while licking the last of his cum off of her lips. I pulled my hand back, wiping the cum off my hand as Leon sat up with this smug grin on his face. His cock was still as hard as a rock and I envied his obvious sexual stamina.

"Yeah baby, that was nice. Now it's time to check out that tight little pussy of yours. Lay back and spread em honey, it's hammer time," he said while moving towards her.

Amy only looked over at me with this wild look in her eye, not moving a muscle as Leon knelt in front of her. His cock throbbed in her face and she kept switching her gaze between his cock and me. It was obvious that she wanted it but was worried about how I felt. I was still terribly excited but not quite ready to actually let him fuck her.

"Hey man, I said nervously "I don't think that's such a good idea. Maybe we should go now."

Leon ignored me and pushed her knees apart, forcing her back on the blanket while her shapely thighs parted to reveal her plump little pussy. Rubbing his cock along her moist slit he asked her "Go on baby, tell your man what you want."

"Jimmy, please" Amy begged softly while staring at Leon's throbbing tool "Please, honey, just this once!" Leon watched me as I struggled to deal with this bizarre request from my precious young bride.

"C'mon man, she wants it bad. Reach over here and guide it in for us. Show her how much you love her."

Feeling like I was in a trance, my lust won out and I reached out to grab his hard Black dick. I guided it to Amy's moist pussy and worked the fat knob between her swollen lips. Amy gasped at the first contact and then whimpered as Leon dropped down on top of her. His hands gripped her ass cheeks as he slowly slid his huge cock inside her tight pussy. He fucked her gently at first; slowly sliding the first half of his cock in and out of her stretched lips. He also leaned down to kiss her and she responded by wrapping her arms around him and eagerly returning his kiss.

My cock throbbed with passion as I watched this muscular Black stud slowly fucking my sweet redheaded wife. His dark oily skin made a powerful contrast with Amy's creamy pale flesh.

Her kiss seemed to excite him further and he began fucking her harder, driving more and more of his cock deep into her. With a growl he drove his cock in to the hilt and held perfectly still, letting her adjust to his huge member. Amy broke the kiss and squealed out "Oh god honey, he's big! It hurts but it feels so good." She wrapped her shapely legs around his waist and her hands moved to squeeze his muscular ass cheeks.

Leon slowly withdrew his amazing cock until just the tip was left in my wife and then just as slowly drove it back inside her. I scooted behind him and could see her pink lips stretched around the base of his dark shaft. As he pulled back I could see his shaft coated with her sweet pussy juice, an obvious sign of her arousal.

He fucked her slowly for a while, savoring the feeling of her tight young cunt clinging to his thick shaft. As he fucked her he whispered lewd things into her ear and Amy eagerly responded, begging him to fuck her harder.

As his excitement grew he picked up the pace and fiercely rammed his cock into her over and over again. His body gleamed with sweat in the hot sun as he pounded into my wife like a man possessed. Amy squealed as if in pain with each thrust and then her whole body stiffened as a powerful orgasm wracked her slender frame.

With a loud grunt Leon slammed his cock into her and his cock twitched as he came deep inside her. The feeling of his cock erupting inside her only enhanced her orgasm.

She climbed into her incredibly soft bed wearing only the large t-shirt that her last boyfriend left behind. Pulling the silky sheets and downy comforter up, she flipped onto her belly and almost immediately fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Hours later, in complete darkness, he crept into her room, his mind filled with the thought of her. He had seen her at the grocery store three months ago, in the produce section, and had been watching her ever since. She wasn't extraordinarily pretty, but she had the look. The look of someone who was strong and capable, independent. The look that drove him wild.

He knew every move she made, from the time that she slowly woke in the morning, until she pulled that fucking stupid t-shirt over her head at night. He had watched her. He had followed her, unnoticed, every day for three months. He had been patient and thorough. He had to have her. She would be his. Now. His erection was painful by now, at the thought of having her, of violating her. Over and over. He had masturbated and ejaculated hard many times while thinking of his inevitable domination of her. But he had stopped doing that a week ago, he knew he would experience her better that way. And he did know that he would be experiencing her.

She stirred a little in her cozy bed, but he did not back away. He moved closer, feeling his throbbing cock straining against his pants. "This is for you, bitch." he whispered to himself. How he hated her. Fucking arrogant bitch. He knew he wasn't like those other guys who liked to prey on the weak. He liked a woman who would fight, who he would have to work to dominate. She was perfect.

He wished that he could have her right now, take her in her own comfy cozy little bed, but he knew that would leave too much evidence. He had to take her to the place. So, he quietly slipped one hand over her mouth and one hand twisted her wrist up behind her back in one smooth, practiced move. Yes, he had done this before. At first, she didn't realize what was happening, but she quickly began to struggle, tried to scream. "Too bad, bitch, you're mine now." he snarled into her ear. "You can fight all you want, in fact, I like a bitch that fights!".

The trip to the place was short, and she was still scared out of her mind when he pulled her, bound and gagged, from the trunk of his car. God, he loved that look of absolute disbelief and terror on a bitch's face! She saw him smile, and tried to kick at him. He slapped her hard in the face. Her eyes burned with anger, and he felt his cock start to rage again. "Soon, my bitch, soon. You'll get what you deserve, soon." He choked her until she passed out and dragged her into the woods.

When next she awoke, she was face down on some kind of table, alone in a dimly lit room. "It looks like a basement" she thought. "No, it's one of those bomb shelters!" She began to tremble. Buried below ground, where no one would hear her.

Still groggy, she tried to sense something of her surroundings. She was starting to feel the coldness of the table that she was on, but there was more to it. She couldn't quite figure it out, it didn't seem flat. She knew she was tied to something, too. She was still in her big t-shirt. She was bent at the waist, arms and legs were spread wide, held tight by what felt like wide straps every few inches from her wrists to her shoulders and her ankles to her ass. But her large breasts were not touching anything. They were hanging down. There was a collar around her neck, too, but it felt like one of those awful 'Be Nice' collars with the inverted spikes that grabbed when tightened. She couldn't really turn her head, but she could see that there were gears or mechanisms of some kind under the table, and she realized that the table could be manipulated to bend and contort her. She was trembling so hard now that her teeth began to chatter. She knew that he was going to take his time with her.

It seemed like hours before he came for her, and she drifted in and out of sleep, or lost consciousness, she wasn't sure. The click of the lock startled her awake.

"I hope you're comfortable, fucking bitch. I've so been looking forward to this, I'd hate for you to be uncomfortable." he sneered at her.

"What do you want from me?" she said, trying to sound in control.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch, did I tell you that you could speak?" he said in a carefully gauged monotone.

"Who are you and what have I ever done to you?" she asked, thinking that she might distract him for a while.

With fluid grace, he twisted a trio of ropes together and tied them around her head and through her mouth, shutting her up immediately. Then, the fun began.

Her wimpering with the rope gag in her mouth was making him so hard. He had waited so long to violate her, and here she was. All his. He undressed, neatly hanging his clothing on one of the many hooks in the room. He was looking at her ample ass, listening to her sniveling whine, stroking his huge black dick. God, her ass was so white, so big, so perfect.

"I've been following you and watching you for three months, you stupid bitch. From morning til night, every day, everywhere you go, everything you do. You think you're something, don't you, bitch? You and that fucking stupid t-shirt." He moved closer, up between her spread legs. He reached up, and grabbing that stupid t-shirt with both of his massive hands, he ripped it in half, right up her back to the neck. He was pressing his hard dick against her pussy. She wriggled and strained against the heavy black leather restraints on his beautiful custom made 'table'. His dick was so fucking hard right now.

She still wasn't crying, though. She still thought that she could tough it out. Stupid bitch. He went to the wall and thoughtfully selected a black riding crop. He walked to her head, with his enormous black cock in her face, and showed her the whip. Her eyes opened wide, but immediately she tried to look angry. Oh, he liked this one. She was going to fight. He strode around her outstretched arm, dragging his dick along her skin as he went, pausing at her hand, waiting to see if she'd grab for it. And she did. She grabbed for it, her hand barely large enough to hold it, got it and squeezed it hard. His eyes rolled back in his head.

"Feels so good, bitch, squeeze harder. Squeeze harder, you fucking whore!" he thundered when she didn't. Then, without warning, he brought that long, black whip down hard on her big white ass. A shriek tried to leave her mouth, but was trapped by the rope gag, and he laughed. She squeezed harder, then. She tried to hurt him, and he just got more excited. He laid that whip hard across her ass again and again, her squeezing his cock with all of her might until he thought he would cum from the pleasure of her pain.

"Let go, now, bitch." He said softly. She was afraid to. This time the lashing was on her breasts. Just one quick sweep up under the table, and she let go.

"That's a good little cunt."

He knew that he had to have her soon. He knew that he would have to fuck every hole on her body before long. But first, she had to submit.

"I am your Master, bitch. Soon, you will beg me to hurt you with the whip again, because what I have in store for you next is worse."

He went again to the wall, and she began to tremble. She tried to tell herself that she was strong, and that she could take it. Her ass was on fire. He must have hit her a dozen times with that whip. But she was ok. This time, when he returned, she didn't see what he had. He bent down under the table and she felt excruciating pain. He had placed some type of clamp on her left nipple. Tears began streaming down her cheeks, but she did not cry out. She would not give him the satisfaction. The right nipple soon suffered the same fate. It hurt her so much. But, she was still okay.

"Do you like that, my bitch? Do those clamps hurt your tits good? Does that make your filthy pussy wet, whore?" he snarled through his perfect white teeth, inches from her face now. She was trying to memorize his face, his features, for later. But then, she realized that if he was letting her see him, there would be no 'later'. Her face reflected her thought process clearly to him, and he laughed out loud at her.

"Yes, my worthless cunt, I am going to kill you. But not for a very long time. I have plans for you."

With that, he turned and went to the wall where his clothing was, and dressed himself.

"You stay put now, Bitch. I'll be back for you later, and we'll play some more. Daddy wants to take his time with you."

Not until long after he had locked the door did she allow herself to cry. She broke down and cried like a baby, sobbing until she couldn't breath. She panicked for an instant, but quickly relaxed and slowed her sobbing so that she could suck little gasps of air around the gag that was still firmly in place. She realized that the worse was yet to come, and tried to mentally prepare herself for it.

The light in her torture chamber never changed, so it seemed like days before he returned for her. She spent her waking hours trying to remember everything that she knew about surviving an attack like this. She thought about all of those television programs that she had seen, and the stories of women surviving rapists and would-be murderers.

She fought off sleep, because she had terrible nightmares, and woke screaming, dripping in sweat. It was midnight now, and he had been away from her for eight long hours, because of his lame job. Watching all of those stupid happy motherfuckers spilling out of the hotel bar, going up to their rooms to have 'sex'. Animals with no self control. He was disgusted by them all.

He was having to exercise great control driving so as not to get a speeding ticket. She had turned out to be better than he thought she would be. That flash of anger in her eyes, man, that fucking bitch was hot. He congratulated himself for his excellent choice, and sped up just a little. Tonight, he would really enjoy himself.

She heard him before he turned the key this time. She had been awake for hours, her eyes swollen and bloodshot, her mouth dry as hell from the gag. She knew that he was going to hurt her more now. She knew that he was going to hurt her for a long time to come. And she thought she was ready.

"Honey, I'm home!" he laughed at his attempt at humor. She remained motionless, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to stay relaxed. He walked around to her face, bent down close and looked at her.

"Oh, trying to play opossum, are you, bitch? Stupid, stupid bitch. You must think that I'm a fool, cunt. No matter what you do, I'm still going to hurt you, to beat you into submission. Genuine submission, whore. And trust me," he hissed, "I know the difference."

He was amused at her attempt to seem complacent. She was a smart one, much smarter than the others. They usually cried and trembled whenever he came near. But not this one. He had his work cut out for him. He smiled broadly.

He disrobed, again neatly hanging his clothes on a hook. His massive hand went to his engorged cock, and he stroked it as he spoke to her of his intentions.

"I have been waiting for what seems a lifetime for a cunt like yours to fuck, bitch. I'm going to hurt you in ways that you've never imagined. And just when you think you can't take any more, I'll find another way to hurt you, to tear your flesh. But right now, bitch, I'm going to stroke my dick until I shoot my hot, sticky load in your face." He grabbed a fist full of her hair with his other hand and pulled her head up to see her tears, but there were none. Enraged, he went to the wall. This time, he selected what looked like little cannon balls on chain. "See how you like this, filthy cunt" He was leaning under the table again. She felt searing pain in her nipples again. The little cannon balls are weights, and he had attached them to the clamps still on her sore nipples. They pulled and swung, hurting more, when she moved away from the pain.

He then cranked the table somehow, tilting her up at an angle so that he could easily see her face. There were tears now, and he smiled as his dick throbbed and pulsed. Slipping a finger through the 'BeNice' collar, he pulled and choked her with the spikes.

"Bitch, stupid bitch, you don't seem to understand. I am your Master, your King, and I will only be satisfied by your pain, by your expression of pain. Do I make myself clear?" She nodded slowly, as he was still choking her.

"Then cry out when I fucking hurt you, you worthless cunt!" He then removed the gag, tearing at the skin that had adhered itself during her bondage. the corners of her mouth were bleeding and he felt his whole being pulsate with pleasure.

He was really enjoying this one. He thought he might keep her around for a while. He was deep in thought, stroking his dick, when she spoke.

"Please, please, what do you want from me?" she croaked, her throat dry from the gag.

"FUCKING BITCH!" he roared, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU ARE NEVER TO SPEAK TO ME, YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!!" He swiftly went to the wall and returned to her, whip already in motion. Face purple with rage, he lashed out with a vengeance, striking her harder than before, welts turning to split skin, bleeding. She was shrieking with every stroke, straining against the straps, weights swinging from her nipples, and he was so angry and excited by her that he was beside himself. He realized that he was out of control, and stopped as suddenly as he had started. He was worried, now, none of the others had this effect on him. Fuck, he was so hard. Fuck the plan.

His cock was so swollen, God, it hurt, that he just had to fuck her. He moved around to the other side of the table, and operated yet another crank, raising her up and bending her at the waist, exposing her pussy, and placing it at just the right height. He moved between her legs, and she began to beg.

"Omigawd, please, nooo, you're so big...omigawd, you'll split me in two, oh, no, pleeeease, nooo!"

Her glorious white ass was covered in hot red welts, he could feel the heat radiating from it. Her pussy was wet. "Funny." he thought. She was starting to shriek now, anticipating what would be an angry thrust of his huge swollen dick into her pussy. Her screams became incredibly loud, igniting his passion even more. He hesitated, and went to the wall again.

"Omigawd, noooo, please, noooo" she shrieked. Her voice was starting to go, but she couldn't stop screaming.

"Oh, yeah, bitch, Daddy's gonna hurt you now!" His bellow sounding as if it came from someone else. She was squirming and straining, terrified of what was coming next.

He moved inbetween her legs, ramming his huge dick into her wet pussy with one powerful thrust. She screamed out, and he hit her across her back with a leather strap, the kind they used on slaves. She screamed again, louder, and he fucked her and hit her and fucked her and hit her harder. The weights were swinging brutally back and forth, yanking and jerking her nipples. He reached up and snapped a chain onto the collar and yanked on it, the metal spikes digging into her soft white flesh, while he pounded her now soaking wet pussy.

"Fucking white cunt, fucking worthless, stupid bitch, who's your Master, bitch?!"

She couldn't reply.

"WHO'S YOUR MASTER, BITCH!?" he bellowed, and released the collar enough for her to whisper.

"You."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY, BITCH!?"

"You're my Master."

He dropped the leash and leaned in close to her, grabbing a fist full of hair and yanking her head back. "I own you, you worthless fucking bitch. Your tits, your ass, your nasty pussy, all mine, do you understand you fucking cunt?" he snarled in her ear.

"Y-y-y-es" she wispered back.

"What did you say, bitch?"

"Y-y-y-es, Master" she said as he pounded her wet pussy and yanked her head back by the hair.

"Damn it, do you hear that?"

"Shut the fuck up, Bitch!" he yanked her head back even harder.

"Fuck you, Earl, that's my damned cell alarm, it's time to pick the kids up from soccer, where are my pants?!"