Hello, this is a fantasy for those that enjoy interracial sex, incest, blackmail, mature, cuckolding and many other fetishes. Please feel free move on if its not your cup of tea. Please read part 1 for better history and clarity. All are over 18.
Lindsey Branson was ascending the stairs of her beautiful upper middle class suburban home. The home filled with laughter and joy as the party was in full swing. Lindsey was shaking, feeling as though she was moving in slow motion. She was not going to check on her son Steve, as she told her husband Joe. Instead the forty five year old Lindsey was going to meet her blackmailer in her marital bedroom! The powerful Thirty year old black Banker Darius Johnson. With each step she desperately tried to figure a way out. She heard someone shout her name, turning back she saw her Pastor climbing the stairs!
The Rev. William Snow of the Southern Baptist Church where her husband is a Deacon was a stern old fashion preacher.
"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. Just 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 forsake her marriage vows!
"It's just a picture, she thought, a lot of people have posed nude. Joe would understand. I was so 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!"
She found herself at her bedroom door and leaned against the door and thought, "I can't do this! I've never been with another man ever! And now a southern white woman with a black man in my bedroom! God please take Satan out of bedroom and out of my life! I've got to be strong!" As she began to open the bedroom door.
Lindsey started to close the bedroom door when she heard his dominate voice.
"STOP! Leave it open!" Darius bellowed in his deep voice.
"Are you insane? OPEN, with my family and a houseful of people downstairs! Why?" Lindsey sobbed.
Darius smiled and sat on the marital bed and said, "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, family, 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. But please don't do this! I'm begging you! At least not in my husband's bed! Can we please go to the Guest Suite? Please, I beg of you."
Ignoring her he said, "Are you ready to service me?" A sly smile creeping out. 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. Darius would now break this woman and his ultimate goal to break the entire family
"Oh... my God! I can't, please... don't." Lindsey wept. The beautiful woman 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 a tear rolled down her cheek 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 and said. "I can't, please I'm a respectable married woman!" Lindsey moaned and dropped her hands.
"HOLY SHIT," groaned Lindsey's 19 year old son Steve! As he was passing his parents bedroom on his way downstairs. 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 cracking.
The monster of man stopped it 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 raised up to the neckline of her dress and slowly and deliberately begin to tear her dress down the front! The satin material ripping easily until the dress hung off her shoulders, exposing an ample amount of cleavage! Leaving the front of the dress fully open!
"Very nice!" remarked Darius as his eyes roamed over the pale skin of her chest and belly with a slight pouch.
"MAMA!" the 19 year old boy 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 before her new master. Wearing a black lace underwire push up bra cradling her 34" very full b cup breasts! His eye's traveled down to the matching lace French cut panties. The icing on the cake was the the matching garter belt holding up her thigh high lace topped stockings and two inch delicate pumps. She obviously dressed as a present for her husband later this evening. 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 and a tear shed as she let 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 rather large b cup breasts. Just the right amount sag 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 his child she will bare!"
Steve wanted to barge into the room and defend his mothers 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 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! Please, I can't get pregnant she whimpered."
She slowly lowered her French cut panties exposing herself to the black man! Realizing she had just given him permission to enter her with her last statement! A true strawberry blonde as her well groomed bush came into view!
Her son was absolutely dizzy looking at her swinging breasts as her pussy came into view!
Darius held out his hand as she dutifully slid them down hers legs and over her heels and placed 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.
The black panties landed at Steve's feet as he watched the scene unfold the bedroom mirror! He peered around the door knowing 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!" As Denise, Darius's wife wrapped her hand around his waist and smashed her small b cup breast's 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 her slim hand to his hardening cock! Her other hand she brought to his nose and he was inhaling the wonderful sent of his mother's panties.
Back in the bedroom Lindsey went to remove her garter belt and Darius shook his head. She stepped back knowing what he expected and reconnected each garter strap to her lace stocking tops. She stood back up her breasts bobbling. 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 tops of her breasts. She was frightened and oddly enough starting to drip as well!
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! As her body had filled out some over time only making her more desirable! Large natural teardrop breasts with pink areola's and eraser like nipples! Along with a tiny little pouch and lithe hips expanding just a touch. Her body was near mirror image of actress Almudenia Leon.
There was a part of the married woman had a desire to submit to Darius! She wondered if her mature motherly frame would please the black Adonis!
Darius stood and stated "It's time, undress me!"
