Sitting alone up in the rectory, Dr. Angeline Trèsor looked bulletin that her secretary had put together with the volunteer group that got met at the end of the month to put a composite of recent events together.
There were highlights and photos of the major events of week, important events for parishioners of the church, ending with various photos of the bridal couple that had exchanged their vows on that Saturday afternoon.
As Dr. Angeline Trèsor looked at the photos of newlywed couple, a wide smile on her face formed while looking at each of the lovely young brides, her itch rising under her robe in knowing that the bride had kept a deep dark secret from the man she was betrothed to.
For Dr. Angeline Trèsor, after having participated in various unspeakable things that no one in her congregation would ever believe their supposedly holy pastor's wife would become involved in, Dr. Trèsor now excitedly looked forward to participating in other illicit and wanton sexual activities.
Having each of the brides participate in a church's survey, one conducted by a devious wife pastor`s and now a self-professed marriage counselor, the unsuspecting beauties had each been expertly hypnotized by Dr. Angeline Trèsor and made to perform unspeakable sex acts.
Looking at each of the photos, seeing the lovely pink lips of young bride, Dr. Trèsor wondered what the groom would say upon learning of the fact that his lovely wife had hypnotized her while attending the session for the church's survey.
But worst yet, that the lovely young bride had retained deep hypnotic suggestions that would lead to unexplainably lose her virginity before the wedding, being 'blackened' forever ...that of getting her precious little cherry popped by a big black stud!
Then Dr. Angeline Trèsor's eyes focused the marriage ceremony between Mr. Tom Turner and Ms. Isabella Mercier. on the picture that had captured the lovely couple dancing their first dance together as husband and wife. 'Well, Tom, wonder if you'd be holding your precious little wife so close to you if you had gotten to see how held that big black stud that got to pop her cherry!' she mused.
Recalling how the groom had way too much to drink at the reception before the night was over, he wondered if the young man had been successfully duped by his lovely bride into thinking that he had been the stud to cop her preciously preserved cherry. She had observed the nervous young bride not stopping her newlywed husband from drinking that night, quite the opposite in fact as she encouraged him to have one after the other with his fraternity brothers.
Chuckling as her pussy pulsated, Dr. Trèsor wondered 'How would Tommy Turner react if he learned that his high school sweetheart and now beautiful bride got her well-preserved cherry, that was meant for him, popped by a big black stud within an hour of having just met the stud?'
Looking at the photo of the bride hugging her husband, her clit hardened at the exciting thought that 'Oh, she not forget that big black stud who popped her cherry, as he had her get down on her knees so he could fuck her beautiful face as she looked up at him!'
When the young Ms. Mercier had approached and asked if the Pastor Norton could perform the marriage ceremony, the evil Pastor had smiled widely to advise her that he would only be too happy to do it. As he held her soft manicured hand in his to congratulate the bride-to-be, his cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was soon to come.
Asking if she had a few moments to spare, he led her into his office so that he could brief her as to what tasks would be encountered prior to the wedding taking place. Briefing her as to the premarital sessions required, he then asked her to participate in the survey that the church was involved with that would require a few interviews with a well-regarded marital counselor who was actually her wife.
In that brief session in his office, Dr. Trèsor learned that after graduating from college earlier that year, the lovely brown haired beauty had taken a job as a marketing assistant with a major department store. As the unsuspecting Ms. Isabella Mercier sat in the chair across from her, Dr. Trèsor pressed the button under her desk that would have the remote hidden cameras taking snapshots of the beauty from various angles.
These photographs of the lovely bride-to-be would soon be gracing the very private website of the BLACK HORSES organization, for it contributed heavily to the support and financing of the Ukiah Congregational Church. Photos taken from the bottom of the front her desk would provide some nice shots of the lovely beauty for the potential BLACK HORSES members bidding for her succulent charms.
BLACK HORSES it is a secret organization formed by black men. Mostly businessmen, politicians, officials from all military branches and athletes nationwide.
A week later the young beauty lay back on the couch with eyes closed the questions by Dr. Trèsor and answers by the sweet bride-to-be really got the expecting going. Such questions and answers were the likes of:
'Q: Are you still a virgin?'
A: Yes
Q: Ever got you fingered by a guy?
A: I don't know what you mean!
Q: Your boyfriend gets his hand in your panties and put his finger up in your cunny?
A: NO!
Q: Ever jack a guy off with your hand?
A: No!
Q: How about letting a guy put his cock in your mouth?
A: Absolutely not!'
During the hypnotic session, when asked if she had any upcoming plans before the wedding date that would include any out of town travel, lovely Ms. Mercier revealed that she was planning to meet up with her sorority sisters at her State college in for a get together at the sorority house for the kick-off of the new school year.
Such trip was scheduled just three and a half weeks prior to the wedding date. But under hypnosis, various suggestions were implanted deep in the recesses of her mind, thoughts that she would be unaware of but act upon as that planned trip neared.
Such suggestions would have Isabella actually making the plans to go to the event but at the last minute telling her sorority sisters that she had to back out due to unexpected glitches involving her wedding plans that needed to be resolved.
Isabella kissed her fiancé goodbye, thanking him for being so kind as to take her to the airport. "Have a nice weekend with your sorority sisters!" Tom had told her as she waved to him goodbye.
After an hour's flight and deplaning at the airport of Phoenix, she first retrieved her small suitcase and then observed a man in a chauffeur's uniform holding up a sign that read her name.
It was as if something then clicked in her brain that told her to follow this man as he led her to a white limousine. Luggage taken from her, then the door to the back of the limo was opened for her, and she then stepped in. Eyes widening as she emitted a gasp, innocent Isabella Mercier was now being greeted by the biggest and blackest man she'd ever come into contact with.
With the man extending his large black hand out to greet her, Isabella trembled as she extended hers. In her befuddled state, unable to think rationally, Isabella panted nervously as the man pulled and guided her hand towards him to let it rest on top of his thigh. 'Why? What am I doing? Why am I doing this?' were questions going round and round in her head without an answer.
Her hand was not only atop of the man's muscular thigh but also upon another part of the man that was hidden, something that was beginning to pulsate through the trousers under her palm.
Although never having felt a man's manhood before, Isabella's mind registered that it was the man's big penis that her fingers were now clutching upon. It was as if her womanly instincts had taken over as her fingers gripped and traced the length of the long pulsating member that formed a huge bulge under the trousers.
Then was told that "That there's twelve solid inches of dark meat under there, sweetie! Twelve inches of man-meat that's gonna make a woman of you today!"
Up in the penthouse of a plush condominium unit, Isabella found herself alone with this big black man that stood at 6'7" and weighed 300 lbs.; contrasting with her small, slim figure 5'2" and weights 115. Upon walking down the hallway entrance, she had observed pictures of this man in various football uniforms, first a familiar one from the university that she graduated from and was supposedly returning to that day.
Then there were other photos of the man in rather familiar uniforms, those of various professional football teams. As there had only been one man from the past that had succeeded beyond the college gridiron from State U., Isabella came to realize that this must be the legendary Theodor Orson or better known as the Bear!
