They had met at school, and then they went through college. They loved each other all the way, now they were married. One month ago they had wed in a huge ceremony; all paid for by her wealthy parents, who gave a lavish wedding for their only daughter, in fact, their only child. Her new husband came from a wealthy back ground too, and that is why he probably had the hang up that he had.
He wasn't weird, not in any sense of the word; he just had such an imaginative mind. He was John Foster; she was now Mrs Jenny Foster, nee Higgins. They had an excellent sex life, though neither had had any experience of others, although Jenny suspected that John had had some, during the odd couple of times they had broken up temporarily.
Jenny had been a virgin right up until her 20th birthday, and that's when she had succumbed to the urges built up by her own body, and the not inconsiderable urges of her to be, husband. She hadn't really liked it much, it hadn't done a lot for her, but her best friend had told her it would change, that she would love it eventually, she had been right! It was fantastic now, having sex or making love was a paramount and integral part of her life now.
They had tried sex in every which way but loose, every position they could get into, onto, and around, all over their house, garden, garage, roof space, even the top of their car! Now at 23 years of age, John was 23 also, they thought of themselves as more than accomplished lovers. But they really had no idea of how love was made by others, and the intensity of finding out.
They had honeymooned in the Caribbean, and that's where John began understand and to fantasize. They had always made up stories for each other, stories where she would get seduced, raped, held captive, until a ransom was paid, she would tell John how she would surrender to the man who had her, who would have his wicked way with her, and during a session she would scream out her imaginary lover's name.
They would go into an imaginary bar, or hotel, where she would be asked to dance and it went on from there, she would give into a persistent man, where refusal wasn't an option, and such was Jenny's arousal she would half fuck her husband to death.
Or at work, the janitor had got her into a cleaning cupboard, and fucked her over the top of a pile of laundry. Her boss had seduced her and ravished her on his desk, screaming helplessly to anyone who could hear her, but no one was there to save her, and she was taken to the limits of her endurance.
John would hold her from the back, his cock deeply embedded in his beautiful bride's pussy from behind. He would regale her with stories of men who had come to work in their house, and she would be terrified of some of them, she would even submit to a fierce look.
He told her of one situation where a insurance salesman called, and with him, he had a female trainee, she was a gorgeous black girl, and right in front of Jenny, he had squeezed the girls nipples. Jenny was shocked, but even more so, when the man had done it to her. Then the girl had joined in, and soon all 3 were in bed, and Jenny was fucked from arsehole to breakfast time by them both.
John was, on the face of it, what could only be described as a normal guy in every way. He was quite good looking, masculine in his own way, tall, fairly well built, and as far as Jenny knew, his cock was a good size, and, he knew how to use it!
Jenny was a vision, absolutely cutely beautiful, 5ft 7", she loved being a woman and dressed accordingly. Long ash blonde hair which, surrounding her face, made its way over her shoulders and back, like shimmering waves on an ocean. Gorgeous upturned nose, which she could wrinkle so good. Eyes that were azure blue, deep, wide and almond shaped, her lips were pouty, soft looking, but had a firmness about them, that made men desire to be kissed by her.
Her body was heaven made, so receptive to a touch, super sensitive nipples that John had taken advantage of many many times. Jenny kept her fabulous pussy as smooth as a glass topped table, and not a hair in sight. Her long legs carried her in an ever elegant, way, Jenny glided when she walked, swayed with a grace that made her seem to float.
Jenny was a part time secretary, and had fended off her boss a few times, and also others, when and where advantages were sought for her favours. She was a faithful wife, and couldn't ever see a situation where she would ever be other than that.
But John was having dreams of her being with another man, a black man! The honeymoon in the Carib had brought that to the fore. He imagined her being taken from him, and made to watch, as she was both seduced beyond redemption, and fucked into oblivion, by a big dominant black male.
One day he went into a porn sex shop, he asked the man behind the counter, for black on blonde CD's. Armed with 4 of them he went home, That Friday night, he had loaded them up, and when he and Jenny were settled in bed, he turned on the first one.
It was black on blond, but it was just that, black on blond, the 2nd one was more of the same, he was getting pissed off. He wanted to see seduction, forced rape, anything, not just sex, Jenny wasn't impressed either.
The 3rd one came on and it was just what he wanted, A big black man was with a beautiful blonde, he had stolen her from her husband, and he was going to fuck her, she was pleading with him, to let her go, she was a mother of 2 small children.
But he told her, her husband owed him lots of money, and wasn't paying it off, so he had told him he would take his wife, and keep her for a few days, just to lower the interest. 'A few days?' she had cried. 'Yes, you will belong to me for a while, and anyway,' he told her, 'by the time I have finished with you, you won't want to go back, not after you have had this in you!' and he grabbed his crotch.
'Once you've been blacked, you never go back, ever heard of that?' he said, as he started to undress the hapless mother. 'Yes I have, but it won't work on me, I love my husband!' she cried again. John was squeezing, and tweaking Jenny's nipples, they were like chapel hat pegs! She moaned. 'Is it turning you on honey?' he asked, 'is watching a big black man have his way with that beautiful blonde making you horny babe?' he said gruffly. He dipped his hand to her pussy, it was wet through, he stroked her clit. 'Watch as he seduces, then fucks her,' he whispered. The blonde beauty was helpless, there was nothing she could do but give in. Jenny saw her dress fall to the floor, her bra came off, her panties were torn away, and making the woman and Jenny gasp in unison. 'Is that you there on the screen Jenny?' her husband asked. Jenny moaned at his words. 'Is he seducing you Jen?' is he making you so hot; you need his big black cock in you? Hmmm, is he Jenny?' 'Tell me babe, that big black cock, do you need it in you?' John teased her, his fingers playing havoc in her body 'Yesssss,' she hissed, an orgasm washed though her.
They watched as the woman visibly surrendered, she put her arms over the broad shoulders of her black seducer, and soon to be lover. He picked her up, and carried her onto the bed, where he deepened her confusion, and seduction, her nipples were under attack, she moaned into his neck.
'You want and need my big black prick baby?' he asked, 'you ever had black cock honey?' he asked. 'No, I haven't,' she whimpered, 'oh what am I to do?' 'You just put your tiny white married little hand on it, hold it and squeeze it, the rest will come naturally baby.' He told her.
