Originally posted by Stories by Sweatermeat1
The year is 2005 and the Bransons are hosting a party at their home in Durham North Carolina. The party is more of a business event, Joe Branson, a pillar of the community, and the ****** patriarch owns Carte Blanche restaurant and is trying to secure additional financing for a new location, the party is being catered by his staff.
The guest of honor so to speak is Darius Johnson and his wife Denise. Darius owns the local Savings and Loan and is the most powerful man in the southern community. Darius is 6'5", muscular, and black. His wife Denise is tall, slender, and beautiful. The two are a power couple and make a great team and tonight they have set their sights on Joe's wife, Lindsey.
Lindsey is the mother of three children, Steve 19, Bob 18, and Mellissa 17 with a birthday right around the corner. Lindsey is a former stewardess with a Political Science degree, she is a stay-at-home mom who sometimes helps out as a hostess at the restaurant. She is a conservative, faithful religious wife, and soccer mom, who helps with the Girl Scouts and PTA. She is 5'8" with long reddish blonde hair, and a lithe way about her. She has a slender figure which has filled out as the years have passed in all the right places. Tonight she is conservatively dressed in a black form-fitting dress that goes just below her knees and up top leaving just a hint of cleavage, capping it off with classic two-inch black pumps.
Darius and Denise tag-team the couple, splitting them up with Denise keeping Joe busy while Darius occupies Lindsey by asking for a tour of Lindsey's wonderful suburban home. As they enter the country kitchen the staff has a few questions for Lindsey. Darius watched her move about the kitchen with a mesmerizing grace inspecting the BBQ lamb and other items. Darius the predator grinned at the site of her inspecting the lamb thinking about who the real sacrificial lamb would be and this made him grow hard in anticipation.
Right about this time Lindsey's eldest son Steve came in the back door, arriving home from football practice covered in mud, "Hi Mom, how are you?"
"Steve, you remember Mister Johnson?"
"Yes, how are you, sir?" Darius smiled and shook his hand. Steve always had an uneasy feeling about Darius that he couldn't quite place, but he smiled and said "Please excuse me while I get cleaned up and I will join you for dinner," Steve as well as the kitchen staff left to take care of duties leaving Darius and Lindsey alone. Lindsey turned around to see that Darius had come into her space and found herself with her back against the island counter. "A... Darius why don't we continue the tour?" Even at 5' 8" she felt tiny compared to the tall muscular frame and the intimidating nature he exuded.
Darius raised his hand stroking the side of her face saying, "Lindsey, I feel you and I could put the finishing touch on the loan for the second location?" his hand continued to slide down her hair and onto her shoulder.
Lindsey was shocked, being somewhat submissive in nature, and with one of the most powerful men in the community making a pass at her, she hesitated, "Excuse me, I don't understand?"
Darius smiled to himself as he moved in again playing with her hair "You take care of my needs and I will finance your business, my dear," and with that he moved in, running his big powerful hand down her left arm to her hand he began to play with her wedding ring. She looked at him stunned that a man, a black man at that would be so brazen with her husband in the next room. Darius capitalizing on her response slowly ran his hand up her arm again and then looking into her beautiful green eyes gently cupped her left breast! Lindsey opened her mouth to protest when with his other hand he put his index finger on her lips and slowly traced her lips with his mammoth finger, then zeroing in on her nipple poking through her lace bra. Her breathing increased as he fondled her breast with the skill of a surgeon and inserted his index finger into her mouth, "Are you ready to serve me my lamb?"
Suddenly snapping out of it Lindsey snapped back "Stop it, Darius, I'm a married woman!" Darius smiled as though he had won and slowly removed his hand from her breast. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a piece of paper and placed it in her hand before walking out of the kitchen.
Lindsey breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God, I didn't fall to temptation," she muttered to herself. Remembering Darius had placed a piece of paper in her hand she opened the paper to read it, praying she didn't spoil her husband's deal, opening the paper she immediately began to sob as she slid down the counter until she found herself lying on the floor weeping as she stared at a naked picture of her at age 22, The note read, "I'll be in the master suite, you have ten minutes, Darius!"
"Ohh my God!! NO please!" Sobbing Lindsey had a flashback to 1980 when before they had married or even met she had taken a job as a stewardess to see the world and in a lapse of judgment she agreed to pose naked in a glorious stewardess Pictorial for a high profile men's magazine that was seeking stewardesses to pose naked, once the magazine hit the newsstands she lost her job and moved to Durham where she met Joe settled down and got married.
Being that it had been more than twenty years she thought the photo had long been forgotten and knowing that Joseph Branson, a Decon in the church would never marry a woman who was less than pure she never told him of her youthful indiscretion and although Lindsey was a virgin when she married Joe and had always been faithful now in a fog she picked herself up off the floor and left the kitchen wiping her eyes and adjusting her wrinkled dress, brushing away the hand print over her breast.
Entering the Great room where the party was in full swing her mind scrambled to find a way out of the situation. Out of nowhere, she felt a strong female hand grab hold of her arm and spin her toward her. She was now face to face with Darius's wife, Denise. The tall black woman looked at her like she was a spider in her nest, "Where are you off to darlin?"
Seeing her husband Joe was now by her side she said, "Oh, I was going to check on my son, Steve, he was limping when he came home from football practice."
Her husband Joe now slurring his words said, "No worries, Denise and I are having a pleasant conversation on finance." Denise smiled at Lindsey with a half-cocked smile and raised eyebrow, communicating to Lindsey, 'I know you're going to service my husband like a common ordinary whore!' A tear streamed down her cheek, on the side of her face Joe could not see but Denise could and grinned with a look in her eye and said, "I can't wait to sample your lamb as well," then looking over her body like she was buying an animal at the stockyard! When her steel brown eyes rose over her breasts to meet Lindsey's eyes her glare said, "I own you!"
Lindsay started to turn away, Joe said, "I love you, honey!"
Lindsey's voice cracked as she said, "I love you too."
As Lindsey Branson ascended the stairs of her beautiful upper-middle-class suburban home to the Master Suite she was shaking, she felt as if she was moving in slow motion. She could hear the home filled with laughter and joy as the party was in full swing behind her. She was not, of course, going to check on her son Steve Instead Lindsey was going to meet her blackmailer, the powerful black Banker Darius Johnson in her marital bedroom, and with each step, she was desperately trying to figure a way out. Then she heard someone shout her name, turning back she saw her Pastor, the Rev. William Snow of the Southern Baptist Church climbing the stairs, "Where are you off to Lindsey, I was hoping to get the first dance of the evening?"
Lindsey turned to Pastor Snow and glanced down at her form-fitting dress to see if it was still wrinkled where Darius had fondled her firm womanly breast, "I... I'm going to check on Steve. Please, save me a dance?"
"Of course," said the Pastor, "Is everything okay, you look pale as a ghost?"
"I'm fine thanks Pastor Snow, there is a lot on my mind between the party and kids."
"Why don't you come by the rectory this week and we will have a cup of tea?"
"Thank you, Pastor, I would enjoy that." Lindsey turned and continued up the stairs feeling as though she was between Heaven and Hell. Downstairs her preacher waiting on a dance, upstairs in her bedroom, Darius was waiting for her and would most certainly expect her to forsake her marriage vows!
Here in purgatory her mind grasping at straws, 'It's just a picture, she thought, a lot of people have posed nude. Joe would understand, I was young. Oh, who am I kidding? My husband the Decon of the church, he would never understand! I can't believe this, all my life I've lived like June Cleaver, and now because I pose nude, a black man expects to fuck me! Oh Lord please help me and please forgive my language!' Now leaning against her bedroom door she thought, 'I can't do this! I've never been with another man ever! A southern white woman with a black man! God, please take Satan out of my bedroom and out of my life,' I've got to be strong,' was the last thought as she opened the bedroom door and stepped inside.
Lindsey started to close the door when she heard his dominant voice, "STOP! Leave it open!" Darius bellowed in his deep voice.
"Are you insane, OPEN, with my ****** and a houseful of people downstairs!"
Darius smiled, and sat on the marital bed, "Tell me no again and I will walk out of this room and you won't hear from me again! Then you can see your naked picture sent to your husband, ******, friends, preacher, and all over the internet... are you feeling lucky, Tell me NO again!"
Tears were gliding down her cheeks as she broke, "I'm... I'm sorry, please don't do this, I'm begging you! Please, at least not in my husband's bed, can we please go to the Guest Suite?"
Ignoring her with a sly smile creeping over his face, "Are you ready to service me?" Darius had wanted this trophy wife for a long time, this exquisite lady was the perfect southern belle a former debutante from one of the oldest most prominent families in the community and now Darius would break her as the first step in his ultimate goal to break the entire ******.
"Oh... my God! I can't, please..." Lindsey wept as she looked around the large romantic suite where all three of her children were conceived and realized something unholy was about to take place.
"Strip now!" The big muscular black man ordered! The trophy wife stood in the middle of the bedroom, tears rolling down her cheeks as her trembling hands rose to her neck and started to remove her gold crucifix, "Leave the crucifix and your wedding rings on slut!"
Overwhelmed with shame she began to unbutton her black dress. The buttons went from just atop her breasts to just below her knees where the dress ended. As she unbuttoned, her splendid cleavage came into view and then she froze, "I can't, please I'm a respectable married woman!" Lindsey moaned and dropped her hands.
"HOLY SHIT," groaned Lindsey's son, Steve as he passed his parent's bedroom on the way downstairs, he now stood frozen in place not believing his eyes!
Darius rose from the bed and moved towards Lindsey. The beautiful Bell sensed he was going to pass her and walk right out the door. "Darius please, please don't go..." her voice cracked. The monster of a man stopped in front of her and looked deep into her eyes. This man a descendant of slaves now had this prim and proper lady, a descendant of plantation owners begging him to stay in her marital bedroom! Darius raised his large hands to the neckline of her dress and slowly and deliberately began to tear her dress down the front, the satin material ripped easily until the dress hung off her shoulders only exposing an ample amount of cleavage.
"Very nice!" his eyes roamed over the pale skin of her chest and belly with a slight pouch.
"Mama!" Steve muttered under his ragged breath.
Darius turned around and sat on her husband's side of the bed and simply stared at her as though he owned her. Defeated, Lindsey brought her hands up and slowly slid her dress off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor! What a vision she was before her new Master now wearing only a black lace underwire push-up bra cradling her 34B, very full B cup breasts. She watched his eyes as they traveled down to the matching lace French cut panties and the icing on the cake, the matching garter belt holding up thigh-high lace-topped stockings and two-inch delicate pumps. Darius smiled at the reality that she had dressed as a present for her husband later in the evening but was now a prize Darius was only too happy to steal! "Oh God" she managed to grasp as her breath came in quick bursts! She reached behind her back and undid her bra letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts were nothing short of magnificent for a forty-five-year-old mother of three! Her nipples were long like an eraser with somewhat small pink areola. There was a slight hint of sag to the breasts, just the right amount that let a man know she was a natural woman. Darius noticed the sag and thought, 'If everything goes as planned her breasts will be plump with a mother's milk for my child she will bear!'
Outside the door, Steve wanted to barge into the room and defend his mother's honor, but was glued to his spot as he started to rub his hard as-steel cock! "Please I'm begging you, I... I will give you the money! Please don't humiliate and use me in this manner, Darius," looking into his dark blue eyes she realized she was the lamb and started to unfasten each garter strap. As she bent over her breasts swayed like beautiful utters! When all the straps of the black garter were undone she once again looked to Darius but saw no mercy in his eyes. "Please, I'm not protected. You can't cum in me! I can't get pregnant," she whimpered as she lowered her French cut panties, exposing herself, a true strawberry blonde as her well-groomed bush came into view. Now exposed and defeated she realized she had permitted him to enter her with her last statement!
Steve was dizzy looking at her swinging breasts, as her pussy came into view, Darius held out his hand as she dutifully slid them down her legs and over her heels placing the panties in his hand. He looked deep into her soul as he raised his hand to his nose and smelled the pheromones! He smiled and she blushed as both knew the submissive wife was wet. He balled up the panties and threw them across the room and out into the hall where the black panties landed at Steve's feet. As he watched the scene unfold and as he peered around the door he knew he had to save his mom, but could not stop himself from first examining her panties. As he bent over to retrieve them they were suddenly scooped up by a delicate black hand with a French Manicure. "You've been a bad boy, Steve!" Denise said sharply, wrapping her hand around the boy's waist and smashing her small B-cup breasts into his muscular back!
"Mrs. Johnson, it's not what it looks like!"
"Stay still my little Cuckold, mama's in control now," as she lowered her slim hand to his hardening cock, her other hand brought to his nose his mother's panties inhaling the wonderful scent of his mother's panties back in the bedroom Lindsey went to remove her garter belt. Darius shook his head understanding she stepped back and reconnected each garter strap to her lace stocking. He pointed to her hair and she knew to let her hair down. Slowly she let her reddish blonde hair fall and frame her face and touch the top of her breasts. She was frightened and oddly enough starting to drip as well! There was a part of the married woman who had a desire to submit to Darius! She wondered if her mature motherly frame would please the black Adonis. Standing back a bit she deliberately displayed her pale-skinned, lithe body to the man who now controlled her destiny! The lovely Lindsey was all woman, nothing plastic about her. Her body had filled out some over time only making her more desirable, her body was near a mirror image of actress Almudenia Leon.
Darius stood, "It's time, undress me!"
"Oh... please, there must be some other way? I'm begging on my marriage vows," standing in front of the towering man who had no patience for disobedience she raised her arms and removed his suit coat. The large black man towered over her as she felt humiliated and small looking up into his eyes. Next looking up the front of his chest she removed his necktie and then began to unbutton his fine dress shirt exposing a mountainous chest of pure muscle, the large man was naked from the waist up and was dark as coal! Lindsey was repulsed by the black man and yet could feel her sweet juices running down her inner thighs. She had never been abused and taken in such a way and it touched a nerve with her Biblical roots to honor and obey her man. Only one problem, Darius was not her man, he was her ******?
"I grow annoyed, finish undressing me now," bellowed Darius.
"Yes Master," replied Lindsey without thinking, "Oh my God, why did I say that?!" As she slid to her knees and raised her hands to his belt trembling she began to unbuckle his belt and then the sound of a zipper echoed through the room! The reason for the echo was out in the hall Darius' wife Denise had unzipped the young son's pants at the same time!
"Ohh... moaned Steve, please no..."
"Your a dirty little boy jerking off to your Mother's humiliation," hissed Denise as she dropped his pants and wrapped his mom's panties around Steve's sizable seven-inch cock, and started stroking him causing him to grip the wall as he watched his Mother on her knees disrobing Darius and all the while Denise was seemingly unfazed that her husband was taking a married white woman in her bedroom!
The prim and proper conservative wife on her knees naked except for a garter belt, lace stockings, and two-inch heels! Slowly she pulled down his trousers as her breasts swayed and she came face to face with something abnormally large and unnatural! She thought, 'It can't be, impossible!?' as she stared. It was difficult to determine who was more excited between Darius, his wife Denise, or Lindsey's son Steve! Lindsey raised her arms gripped the sides of his black silk boxers and lowered them. As she saw the Amazon-like black cock come into view she whimpered. As the black log swayed in front of her, her thoughts were how huge it was, easily 11 or 12 inches, and about as thick as a Coke can!
She had heard idol gossip at lunches with other Southern Belle where they spoke of Plantation stories about black bulls and lady of the house. But that kind of taboo she thought was just old wives tales, her husband was 8 inches and filled her. Mesmerized she stared at the huge black as coal log. Darius now had stepped out of his briefs and was completely naked. Every inch of his six-foot-five figure was all muscle! He was nothing short of a Mandingo! "Oh... God. Darius no! You'll ruin me!" A tear ran down her cheek knowing making love to her beloved husband would never be the same and that he would enviably know that she had been unfaithful!
With a cold callous expression, he reached down and grabbed her chin with his massive hand and drew her head up to look into his eyes, "You no longer serve your husband, you will be his in name only and maybe not even that unless I allow it, you belong to me!" A tear rolled down her cheek as waves of emotion went through her mind, thoughts of how her orderly perfect life had turned completely upside down in less than an hour. The wife and mother rose from the floor and started to move around him towards the bed when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in front of him, "Where the fuck do you think you are going whore?!"
Stunned and trembling she whispered, "I... I was going to get in bed."
"Did I say you could get up off your knees slut! I own you do you understand?" Darius reached out and grabbed her left nipple and squeezed it as hard as he could causing her to howl in pain and fall to the floor in front of him.
Lindsey looked at the floor and whispered, "Aw... yes Master, um... you own my body."
"You may service me now slut!" Lindsey looked up at the semi-hard log, brought her mouth up to it, and started licking the long length, taking both hands to support. This is something she rarely did for her husband and she prayed Darius would not cum in her mouth as she never would swallow for Joe.
Out in the hall, Denise was enthroned she could not believe the impending destruction of the debutante and cuckolding the son as a toy she would be sure to manipulate after today! "You sick little shit are you getting off on watching your Mother or are you some fudge packer hoping Darius will take your ass?"
"I...please, I want to help my mom!"
Denise unwrapped her hand and took the panties from his cock and backed away from him. "You're free, go and save your Mother," calling his bluff.
The boy looked deep into the strong-willed black woman's eyes and then scanned down her body. She had perfect teardrop-shaped breasts and it was obvious she was not wearing a bra as her V-neck dress went all the way down to her knees. Looking back at his Mother and then back to the beautiful black lady in front of him he was torn, "Why... Why are you and your husband doing this?"
Denise reached up and slid the V-shaped dress off her shoulders revealing her perfect black body the dress pooling around her feet, "All in good time my boy, you will learn your purpose and our purpose but you must commit yourself to me."
"Please... make me cum, I need to cum, please... Mrs Johnson."
Denise's smile curled up on the right side and said "Of course my Pet, let your Mistress relieve you of that," With that, she turned the boy around and pressed her bare chest against his back her hard nipples poking into his back! His attention was again focused on Darius and his Mother, as Denise started to jerk him off with his Mother's panties again!
The scene in the room was insane! His Mother was nearly naked on her knees licking the long shaft of Darius. The contrast between the pale white woman to the coal-dark Mandingo was stark and mesmerizing to Steve as well as Denise. The pretty strawberry blonde licked her lips once, with nervousness! Then parting them slowly, lowering her lips to let the massive mushroom head into her mouth! A groan left Darius's lips as he felt the warm lips around his massive head. Slowly she worked about four inches into her mouth as she looked down she saw her wedding ring glitter as she held his penis to her mouth! Slowly she bobbed her head up and down never allowing more than four to five inches inside her mouth. Instinctively, she found her left hand stroking his long shaft, in rhythm with her mouth. Hoping this would be enough for Darius and he would put an end to this humiliation.
Working the cock with precision she felt a copious amount of pre cum begins to enter her mouth. Pausing for a moment she removed it from her mouth to look at the black penis smeared in white fluid more than her husband had ever ejaculated into her mouth that she would then spit out into the sink. "Look at you, you're a slut! Nipples poking out hard as pebbles and a puddle dripping on the floor between your legs! Get back to work Whore!" Darius barked! Lindsey bowed her head in shame and took the python back into her mouth six inches deep as Darius grabbed the back of her head and began fucking her face with all his will! Back and forth, over and over again ramming his brick-like cock in as far as he could crying, "Deeper Lindsey Deeper..." and then a pop and his log went down her throat balls deep! "Yes!" he moaned triumphantly. "Good girl." His balls resting on her chin, Lindsey is one of the few with no gag reflex, the debutante can deep-throat just about anything! Sometimes teasing her husband with a cucumber while cooking in the kitchen. Darius began pounding away pushing in so far his pubic hair would tickle her nose as he went balls deep! "Keep going I'm close, I'm going to fill your stomach with my baby batter!"
Suddenly Lindsey put her hands on his hips and pushed until he popped out of her mouth! The big snake fell on her breast sliming them with his fluid! "No Darius, I don't swallow for even my husband!" She could see the anger in his eyes as he raised his hand to slap her and stopped himself, "Who the fuck do you think you are! Your a whore servicing me and nothing more! I will cum in your mouth, pussy, ass whatever I want or you will find that naked picture from the dirty magazine in 1980 all over town! Stewardesses in the nude, you slut!"
'That's it, mom posed nude! WOW! I've got to find the magazine!' Steve thought.
She trembled and nodded her head in shame with tears rolling down her cheeks she said, "Master will you please cum in my mouth? Use me for your pleasure." She then took the python back into her mouth moving her hands to the back of his muscular ass and pulling him completely down her throat and starting a seductive rhythm slowly moving to a breakneck speed! He moaned loudly at one of the best blowjobs he ever had and then suddenly she felt his log grow in her throat and she knew he was close!
Darius grunted, "You better take every drop and hold it in your mouth till I allow you to swallow slave!" He suddenly pulled out leaving just the mushroom tip in her mouth as he pumped rope after rope of his seed! Three, four, five, six blasts and still flowing! Finally, he moaned as a final burst went in her mouth and let his penis slip from her mouth. He padded her on the head as she sat on her knees and said "Open wide." Lindsey opened her mouth to show a rather large load of semen. Her eyes were bloodshot and red blotches on her pale skin. "Stay!" He commanded, then walked into the Master Bathroom where he took a piss, washed his face, and had a glass of water. Returning to the bedroom he found she had not moved except for the tears that were rolling down her cheeks dripping onto her right nipple. Darius approached the marital bed and turned down the sheets! Then walked over to her and padded her on the head treating her like a puppy dog he said, "Good girl, you may have your treat now." Lindsey closed her eyes and swallowed as she felt the warm seed slipping down to the pit of her stomach!
The year is 2005 and the Bransons are hosting a party at their home in Durham North Carolina. The party is more of a business event, Joe Branson, a pillar of the community, and the ****** patriarch owns Carte Blanche restaurant and is trying to secure additional financing for a new location, the party is being catered by his staff.
The guest of honor so to speak is Darius Johnson and his wife Denise. Darius owns the local Savings and Loan and is the most powerful man in the southern community. Darius is 6'5", muscular, and black. His wife Denise is tall, slender, and beautiful. The two are a power couple and make a great team and tonight they have set their sights on Joe's wife, Lindsey.
Lindsey is the mother of three children, Steve 19, Bob 18, and Mellissa 17 with a birthday right around the corner. Lindsey is a former stewardess with a Political Science degree, she is a stay-at-home mom who sometimes helps out as a hostess at the restaurant. She is a conservative, faithful religious wife, and soccer mom, who helps with the Girl Scouts and PTA. She is 5'8" with long reddish blonde hair, and a lithe way about her. She has a slender figure which has filled out as the years have passed in all the right places. Tonight she is conservatively dressed in a black form-fitting dress that goes just below her knees and up top leaving just a hint of cleavage, capping it off with classic two-inch black pumps.
Darius and Denise tag-team the couple, splitting them up with Denise keeping Joe busy while Darius occupies Lindsey by asking for a tour of Lindsey's wonderful suburban home. As they enter the country kitchen the staff has a few questions for Lindsey. Darius watched her move about the kitchen with a mesmerizing grace inspecting the BBQ lamb and other items. Darius the predator grinned at the site of her inspecting the lamb thinking about who the real sacrificial lamb would be and this made him grow hard in anticipation.
Right about this time Lindsey's eldest son Steve came in the back door, arriving home from football practice covered in mud, "Hi Mom, how are you?"
"Steve, you remember Mister Johnson?"
"Yes, how are you, sir?" Darius smiled and shook his hand. Steve always had an uneasy feeling about Darius that he couldn't quite place, but he smiled and said "Please excuse me while I get cleaned up and I will join you for dinner," Steve as well as the kitchen staff left to take care of duties leaving Darius and Lindsey alone. Lindsey turned around to see that Darius had come into her space and found herself with her back against the island counter. "A... Darius why don't we continue the tour?" Even at 5' 8" she felt tiny compared to the tall muscular frame and the intimidating nature he exuded.
Darius raised his hand stroking the side of her face saying, "Lindsey, I feel you and I could put the finishing touch on the loan for the second location?" his hand continued to slide down her hair and onto her shoulder.
Lindsey was shocked, being somewhat submissive in nature, and with one of the most powerful men in the community making a pass at her, she hesitated, "Excuse me, I don't understand?"
Darius smiled to himself as he moved in again playing with her hair "You take care of my needs and I will finance your business, my dear," and with that he moved in, running his big powerful hand down her left arm to her hand he began to play with her wedding ring. She looked at him stunned that a man, a black man at that would be so brazen with her husband in the next room. Darius capitalizing on her response slowly ran his hand up her arm again and then looking into her beautiful green eyes gently cupped her left breast! Lindsey opened her mouth to protest when with his other hand he put his index finger on her lips and slowly traced her lips with his mammoth finger, then zeroing in on her nipple poking through her lace bra. Her breathing increased as he fondled her breast with the skill of a surgeon and inserted his index finger into her mouth, "Are you ready to serve me my lamb?"
Suddenly snapping out of it Lindsey snapped back "Stop it, Darius, I'm a married woman!" Darius smiled as though he had won and slowly removed his hand from her breast. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a piece of paper and placed it in her hand before walking out of the kitchen.
Lindsey breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God, I didn't fall to temptation," she muttered to herself. Remembering Darius had placed a piece of paper in her hand she opened the paper to read it, praying she didn't spoil her husband's deal, opening the paper she immediately began to sob as she slid down the counter until she found herself lying on the floor weeping as she stared at a naked picture of her at age 22, The note read, "I'll be in the master suite, you have ten minutes, Darius!"
"Ohh my God!! NO please!" Sobbing Lindsey had a flashback to 1980 when before they had married or even met she had taken a job as a stewardess to see the world and in a lapse of judgment she agreed to pose naked in a glorious stewardess Pictorial for a high profile men's magazine that was seeking stewardesses to pose naked, once the magazine hit the newsstands she lost her job and moved to Durham where she met Joe settled down and got married.
Being that it had been more than twenty years she thought the photo had long been forgotten and knowing that Joseph Branson, a Decon in the church would never marry a woman who was less than pure she never told him of her youthful indiscretion and although Lindsey was a virgin when she married Joe and had always been faithful now in a fog she picked herself up off the floor and left the kitchen wiping her eyes and adjusting her wrinkled dress, brushing away the hand print over her breast.
Entering the Great room where the party was in full swing her mind scrambled to find a way out of the situation. Out of nowhere, she felt a strong female hand grab hold of her arm and spin her toward her. She was now face to face with Darius's wife, Denise. The tall black woman looked at her like she was a spider in her nest, "Where are you off to darlin?"
Seeing her husband Joe was now by her side she said, "Oh, I was going to check on my son, Steve, he was limping when he came home from football practice."
Her husband Joe now slurring his words said, "No worries, Denise and I are having a pleasant conversation on finance." Denise smiled at Lindsey with a half-cocked smile and raised eyebrow, communicating to Lindsey, 'I know you're going to service my husband like a common ordinary whore!' A tear streamed down her cheek, on the side of her face Joe could not see but Denise could and grinned with a look in her eye and said, "I can't wait to sample your lamb as well," then looking over her body like she was buying an animal at the stockyard! When her steel brown eyes rose over her breasts to meet Lindsey's eyes her glare said, "I own you!"
Lindsay started to turn away, Joe said, "I love you, honey!"
Lindsey's voice cracked as she said, "I love you too."
As Lindsey Branson ascended the stairs of her beautiful upper-middle-class suburban home to the Master Suite she was shaking, she felt as if she was moving in slow motion. She could hear the home filled with laughter and joy as the party was in full swing behind her. She was not, of course, going to check on her son Steve Instead Lindsey was going to meet her blackmailer, the powerful black Banker Darius Johnson in her marital bedroom, and with each step, she was desperately trying to figure a way out. Then she heard someone shout her name, turning back she saw her Pastor, the Rev. William Snow of the Southern Baptist Church climbing the stairs, "Where are you off to Lindsey, I was hoping to get the first dance of the evening?"
Lindsey turned to Pastor Snow and glanced down at her form-fitting dress to see if it was still wrinkled where Darius had fondled her firm womanly breast, "I... I'm going to check on Steve. Please, save me a dance?"
"Of course," said the Pastor, "Is everything okay, you look pale as a ghost?"
"I'm fine thanks Pastor Snow, there is a lot on my mind between the party and kids."
"Why don't you come by the rectory this week and we will have a cup of tea?"
"Thank you, Pastor, I would enjoy that." Lindsey turned and continued up the stairs feeling as though she was between Heaven and Hell. Downstairs her preacher waiting on a dance, upstairs in her bedroom, Darius was waiting for her and would most certainly expect her to forsake her marriage vows!
Here in purgatory her mind grasping at straws, 'It's just a picture, she thought, a lot of people have posed nude. Joe would understand, I was young. Oh, who am I kidding? My husband the Decon of the church, he would never understand! I can't believe this, all my life I've lived like June Cleaver, and now because I pose nude, a black man expects to fuck me! Oh Lord please help me and please forgive my language!' Now leaning against her bedroom door she thought, 'I can't do this! I've never been with another man ever! A southern white woman with a black man! God, please take Satan out of my bedroom and out of my life,' I've got to be strong,' was the last thought as she opened the bedroom door and stepped inside.
Lindsey started to close the door when she heard his dominant voice, "STOP! Leave it open!" Darius bellowed in his deep voice.
"Are you insane, OPEN, with my ****** and a houseful of people downstairs!"
Darius smiled, and sat on the marital bed, "Tell me no again and I will walk out of this room and you won't hear from me again! Then you can see your naked picture sent to your husband, ******, friends, preacher, and all over the internet... are you feeling lucky, Tell me NO again!"
Tears were gliding down her cheeks as she broke, "I'm... I'm sorry, please don't do this, I'm begging you! Please, at least not in my husband's bed, can we please go to the Guest Suite?"
Ignoring her with a sly smile creeping over his face, "Are you ready to service me?" Darius had wanted this trophy wife for a long time, this exquisite lady was the perfect southern belle a former debutante from one of the oldest most prominent families in the community and now Darius would break her as the first step in his ultimate goal to break the entire ******.
"Oh... my God! I can't, please..." Lindsey wept as she looked around the large romantic suite where all three of her children were conceived and realized something unholy was about to take place.
"Strip now!" The big muscular black man ordered! The trophy wife stood in the middle of the bedroom, tears rolling down her cheeks as her trembling hands rose to her neck and started to remove her gold crucifix, "Leave the crucifix and your wedding rings on slut!"
Overwhelmed with shame she began to unbutton her black dress. The buttons went from just atop her breasts to just below her knees where the dress ended. As she unbuttoned, her splendid cleavage came into view and then she froze, "I can't, please I'm a respectable married woman!" Lindsey moaned and dropped her hands.
"HOLY SHIT," groaned Lindsey's son, Steve as he passed his parent's bedroom on the way downstairs, he now stood frozen in place not believing his eyes!
Darius rose from the bed and moved towards Lindsey. The beautiful Bell sensed he was going to pass her and walk right out the door. "Darius please, please don't go..." her voice cracked. The monster of a man stopped in front of her and looked deep into her eyes. This man a descendant of slaves now had this prim and proper lady, a descendant of plantation owners begging him to stay in her marital bedroom! Darius raised his large hands to the neckline of her dress and slowly and deliberately began to tear her dress down the front, the satin material ripped easily until the dress hung off her shoulders only exposing an ample amount of cleavage.
"Very nice!" his eyes roamed over the pale skin of her chest and belly with a slight pouch.
"Mama!" Steve muttered under his ragged breath.
Darius turned around and sat on her husband's side of the bed and simply stared at her as though he owned her. Defeated, Lindsey brought her hands up and slowly slid her dress off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor! What a vision she was before her new Master now wearing only a black lace underwire push-up bra cradling her 34B, very full B cup breasts. She watched his eyes as they traveled down to the matching lace French cut panties and the icing on the cake, the matching garter belt holding up thigh-high lace-topped stockings and two-inch delicate pumps. Darius smiled at the reality that she had dressed as a present for her husband later in the evening but was now a prize Darius was only too happy to steal! "Oh God" she managed to grasp as her breath came in quick bursts! She reached behind her back and undid her bra letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts were nothing short of magnificent for a forty-five-year-old mother of three! Her nipples were long like an eraser with somewhat small pink areola. There was a slight hint of sag to the breasts, just the right amount that let a man know she was a natural woman. Darius noticed the sag and thought, 'If everything goes as planned her breasts will be plump with a mother's milk for my child she will bear!'
Outside the door, Steve wanted to barge into the room and defend his mother's honor, but was glued to his spot as he started to rub his hard as-steel cock! "Please I'm begging you, I... I will give you the money! Please don't humiliate and use me in this manner, Darius," looking into his dark blue eyes she realized she was the lamb and started to unfasten each garter strap. As she bent over her breasts swayed like beautiful utters! When all the straps of the black garter were undone she once again looked to Darius but saw no mercy in his eyes. "Please, I'm not protected. You can't cum in me! I can't get pregnant," she whimpered as she lowered her French cut panties, exposing herself, a true strawberry blonde as her well-groomed bush came into view. Now exposed and defeated she realized she had permitted him to enter her with her last statement!
Steve was dizzy looking at her swinging breasts, as her pussy came into view, Darius held out his hand as she dutifully slid them down her legs and over her heels placing the panties in his hand. He looked deep into her soul as he raised his hand to his nose and smelled the pheromones! He smiled and she blushed as both knew the submissive wife was wet. He balled up the panties and threw them across the room and out into the hall where the black panties landed at Steve's feet. As he watched the scene unfold and as he peered around the door he knew he had to save his mom, but could not stop himself from first examining her panties. As he bent over to retrieve them they were suddenly scooped up by a delicate black hand with a French Manicure. "You've been a bad boy, Steve!" Denise said sharply, wrapping her hand around the boy's waist and smashing her small B-cup breasts into his muscular back!
"Mrs. Johnson, it's not what it looks like!"
"Stay still my little Cuckold, mama's in control now," as she lowered her slim hand to his hardening cock, her other hand brought to his nose his mother's panties inhaling the wonderful scent of his mother's panties back in the bedroom Lindsey went to remove her garter belt. Darius shook his head understanding she stepped back and reconnected each garter strap to her lace stocking. He pointed to her hair and she knew to let her hair down. Slowly she let her reddish blonde hair fall and frame her face and touch the top of her breasts. She was frightened and oddly enough starting to drip as well! There was a part of the married woman who had a desire to submit to Darius! She wondered if her mature motherly frame would please the black Adonis. Standing back a bit she deliberately displayed her pale-skinned, lithe body to the man who now controlled her destiny! The lovely Lindsey was all woman, nothing plastic about her. Her body had filled out some over time only making her more desirable, her body was near a mirror image of actress Almudenia Leon.
Darius stood, "It's time, undress me!"
"Oh... please, there must be some other way? I'm begging on my marriage vows," standing in front of the towering man who had no patience for disobedience she raised her arms and removed his suit coat. The large black man towered over her as she felt humiliated and small looking up into his eyes. Next looking up the front of his chest she removed his necktie and then began to unbutton his fine dress shirt exposing a mountainous chest of pure muscle, the large man was naked from the waist up and was dark as coal! Lindsey was repulsed by the black man and yet could feel her sweet juices running down her inner thighs. She had never been abused and taken in such a way and it touched a nerve with her Biblical roots to honor and obey her man. Only one problem, Darius was not her man, he was her ******?
"I grow annoyed, finish undressing me now," bellowed Darius.
"Yes Master," replied Lindsey without thinking, "Oh my God, why did I say that?!" As she slid to her knees and raised her hands to his belt trembling she began to unbuckle his belt and then the sound of a zipper echoed through the room! The reason for the echo was out in the hall Darius' wife Denise had unzipped the young son's pants at the same time!
"Ohh... moaned Steve, please no..."
"Your a dirty little boy jerking off to your Mother's humiliation," hissed Denise as she dropped his pants and wrapped his mom's panties around Steve's sizable seven-inch cock, and started stroking him causing him to grip the wall as he watched his Mother on her knees disrobing Darius and all the while Denise was seemingly unfazed that her husband was taking a married white woman in her bedroom!
The prim and proper conservative wife on her knees naked except for a garter belt, lace stockings, and two-inch heels! Slowly she pulled down his trousers as her breasts swayed and she came face to face with something abnormally large and unnatural! She thought, 'It can't be, impossible!?' as she stared. It was difficult to determine who was more excited between Darius, his wife Denise, or Lindsey's son Steve! Lindsey raised her arms gripped the sides of his black silk boxers and lowered them. As she saw the Amazon-like black cock come into view she whimpered. As the black log swayed in front of her, her thoughts were how huge it was, easily 11 or 12 inches, and about as thick as a Coke can!
She had heard idol gossip at lunches with other Southern Belle where they spoke of Plantation stories about black bulls and lady of the house. But that kind of taboo she thought was just old wives tales, her husband was 8 inches and filled her. Mesmerized she stared at the huge black as coal log. Darius now had stepped out of his briefs and was completely naked. Every inch of his six-foot-five figure was all muscle! He was nothing short of a Mandingo! "Oh... God. Darius no! You'll ruin me!" A tear ran down her cheek knowing making love to her beloved husband would never be the same and that he would enviably know that she had been unfaithful!
With a cold callous expression, he reached down and grabbed her chin with his massive hand and drew her head up to look into his eyes, "You no longer serve your husband, you will be his in name only and maybe not even that unless I allow it, you belong to me!" A tear rolled down her cheek as waves of emotion went through her mind, thoughts of how her orderly perfect life had turned completely upside down in less than an hour. The wife and mother rose from the floor and started to move around him towards the bed when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in front of him, "Where the fuck do you think you are going whore?!"
Stunned and trembling she whispered, "I... I was going to get in bed."
"Did I say you could get up off your knees slut! I own you do you understand?" Darius reached out and grabbed her left nipple and squeezed it as hard as he could causing her to howl in pain and fall to the floor in front of him.
Lindsey looked at the floor and whispered, "Aw... yes Master, um... you own my body."
"You may service me now slut!" Lindsey looked up at the semi-hard log, brought her mouth up to it, and started licking the long length, taking both hands to support. This is something she rarely did for her husband and she prayed Darius would not cum in her mouth as she never would swallow for Joe.
Out in the hall, Denise was enthroned she could not believe the impending destruction of the debutante and cuckolding the son as a toy she would be sure to manipulate after today! "You sick little shit are you getting off on watching your Mother or are you some fudge packer hoping Darius will take your ass?"
"I...please, I want to help my mom!"
Denise unwrapped her hand and took the panties from his cock and backed away from him. "You're free, go and save your Mother," calling his bluff.
The boy looked deep into the strong-willed black woman's eyes and then scanned down her body. She had perfect teardrop-shaped breasts and it was obvious she was not wearing a bra as her V-neck dress went all the way down to her knees. Looking back at his Mother and then back to the beautiful black lady in front of him he was torn, "Why... Why are you and your husband doing this?"
Denise reached up and slid the V-shaped dress off her shoulders revealing her perfect black body the dress pooling around her feet, "All in good time my boy, you will learn your purpose and our purpose but you must commit yourself to me."
"Please... make me cum, I need to cum, please... Mrs Johnson."
Denise's smile curled up on the right side and said "Of course my Pet, let your Mistress relieve you of that," With that, she turned the boy around and pressed her bare chest against his back her hard nipples poking into his back! His attention was again focused on Darius and his Mother, as Denise started to jerk him off with his Mother's panties again!
The scene in the room was insane! His Mother was nearly naked on her knees licking the long shaft of Darius. The contrast between the pale white woman to the coal-dark Mandingo was stark and mesmerizing to Steve as well as Denise. The pretty strawberry blonde licked her lips once, with nervousness! Then parting them slowly, lowering her lips to let the massive mushroom head into her mouth! A groan left Darius's lips as he felt the warm lips around his massive head. Slowly she worked about four inches into her mouth as she looked down she saw her wedding ring glitter as she held his penis to her mouth! Slowly she bobbed her head up and down never allowing more than four to five inches inside her mouth. Instinctively, she found her left hand stroking his long shaft, in rhythm with her mouth. Hoping this would be enough for Darius and he would put an end to this humiliation.
Working the cock with precision she felt a copious amount of pre cum begins to enter her mouth. Pausing for a moment she removed it from her mouth to look at the black penis smeared in white fluid more than her husband had ever ejaculated into her mouth that she would then spit out into the sink. "Look at you, you're a slut! Nipples poking out hard as pebbles and a puddle dripping on the floor between your legs! Get back to work Whore!" Darius barked! Lindsey bowed her head in shame and took the python back into her mouth six inches deep as Darius grabbed the back of her head and began fucking her face with all his will! Back and forth, over and over again ramming his brick-like cock in as far as he could crying, "Deeper Lindsey Deeper..." and then a pop and his log went down her throat balls deep! "Yes!" he moaned triumphantly. "Good girl." His balls resting on her chin, Lindsey is one of the few with no gag reflex, the debutante can deep-throat just about anything! Sometimes teasing her husband with a cucumber while cooking in the kitchen. Darius began pounding away pushing in so far his pubic hair would tickle her nose as he went balls deep! "Keep going I'm close, I'm going to fill your stomach with my baby batter!"
Suddenly Lindsey put her hands on his hips and pushed until he popped out of her mouth! The big snake fell on her breast sliming them with his fluid! "No Darius, I don't swallow for even my husband!" She could see the anger in his eyes as he raised his hand to slap her and stopped himself, "Who the fuck do you think you are! Your a whore servicing me and nothing more! I will cum in your mouth, pussy, ass whatever I want or you will find that naked picture from the dirty magazine in 1980 all over town! Stewardesses in the nude, you slut!"
'That's it, mom posed nude! WOW! I've got to find the magazine!' Steve thought.
She trembled and nodded her head in shame with tears rolling down her cheeks she said, "Master will you please cum in my mouth? Use me for your pleasure." She then took the python back into her mouth moving her hands to the back of his muscular ass and pulling him completely down her throat and starting a seductive rhythm slowly moving to a breakneck speed! He moaned loudly at one of the best blowjobs he ever had and then suddenly she felt his log grow in her throat and she knew he was close!
Darius grunted, "You better take every drop and hold it in your mouth till I allow you to swallow slave!" He suddenly pulled out leaving just the mushroom tip in her mouth as he pumped rope after rope of his seed! Three, four, five, six blasts and still flowing! Finally, he moaned as a final burst went in her mouth and let his penis slip from her mouth. He padded her on the head as she sat on her knees and said "Open wide." Lindsey opened her mouth to show a rather large load of semen. Her eyes were bloodshot and red blotches on her pale skin. "Stay!" He commanded, then walked into the Master Bathroom where he took a piss, washed his face, and had a glass of water. Returning to the bedroom he found she had not moved except for the tears that were rolling down her cheeks dripping onto her right nipple. Darius approached the marital bed and turned down the sheets! Then walked over to her and padded her on the head treating her like a puppy dog he said, "Good girl, you may have your treat now." Lindsey closed her eyes and swallowed as she felt the warm seed slipping down to the pit of her stomach!
- Next: THE BRANSON ****** II
