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Lisa woke with a start. Her head ached, and her mind was disoriented. Opening her eyes in the dimly lit room made her know instantly that she was not in her own bedroom and she experienced momentary confusion. But then as she turned her head and saw Marc's naked and beautifully muscled black body lying on his back next to her, the reality of her situation came crashing down around her. A huge wave of guilt washed over her as she realized where she was and what she had done. She felt the guilt deep in the pit of her stomach and up in her throat. "What had she done? How could she have done this to Matt?

As her eyes scanned Marc's handsome brown face and ripped body, she realized that her vagina and her ass felt sore warm and stretched, and she remembered why. Then, she knew it was no dream. Recalling the night before, she looked quickly down to her sleeping lover's manhood, now flaccid, but still thick and long and dark, resting across his right leg. Even soft, Marc's cock was impressively large, both thick and long; and the sight of it reawakened in Lisa's body a sense of excitement and longing. Her mind instantly recalled the sex with Marc, how good it was, how masterful he had been in bringing her to orgasm time, after time, after time. And her vagina moistened and tingled as she recalled how good her black lover felt with his rigid black member buried deep inside of her as he held her body tightly into his muscled mocha frame. He had been gentle, and he had been rough, and she loved it all.

Once again, even though she felt almost overwhelmed by her guilt, she also felt her excitement increase as her eyes scanned the naked body her black lover. Looking at Marc's thick, dark penis, she marveled that only a few hours before it had taken her ass's virginity, something her husband had never done. She remembered how stunned she had been when she realized that Marc really wanted to fuck her in the ass, and how she tried desperately to dissuade him from penetrating her there. What's more, when rigid, Marc's black cock was huge. But he insisted that she would love it, and that she would want him to do it again and again. And, he was right.

It must have been the drinks that made it so easy for her to get on her hands and knees on Marc's bed and follow his directions as he took the last hole her body had to offer to his throbbing black manhood. He had lubed her generously, and he instructed her to lube his swollen and rock hard black shaft, making sure that it was well covered. Then, on his knees behind his white beauty, Marc pressed his thick mushroom against Lisa's anus. At the same time, he reached around her with his right hand, and he used his long black middle finger to trace circle after circle on her sensitive clit. Her vagina reacted instantly to his finger's massage, and she was barely aware that Marc's left hand was on her left hip, holding her body in place, so that when he pushed his massive black meat into her, she would not be able to move forward to avoid the certain pain that would come with his black cock's first invasion of her white ass.

Lisa recalled how she had felt an orgasm building within her loins as Marc continued to massage her clit, and then she felt him pushing at her hole. At first, it was just an uncomfortable pressure, and her orgasm continued to rise within her. But then Lisa felt his shaft push steadily and firmly into her and it felt like a red hot poker burning into her as his penis pushed its way through her anal sphincter. The searing pain caused her to forget all about the building orgasm, and she screamed out to Marc to stop. And he did. He had felt his mushroom pop through the pretty white wife's virgin hole, and now he would let her ass get used to his presence before he pushed deeper into her. Once he had stopped, the intense pain of his initial entry subsided. Lisa just felt his immense cock inside her ass, but the pain was less for sure. Now her orgasm began to build again as he continued to circle her ever so sensitive clit with his finger.

Almost without her knowing it, Marc began pivoting his cock gently inward and then out of her ass, taking care not to pop out through her anal sphincter. Actually, Lisa's arousal was heightened now that he was playing with her ass this way and that combined with his finger on her clit caused her sense of her impending orgasm to grow. She could tell that it would be another huge one. She just hoped that Marc would not push into her ass any more deeply, she was afraid of the pain it might cause. But, the excitement that his cock was now causing in her ass was carrying into her pussy, and it felt awesome to her.

When Marc felt Lisa's body had begun to twitch and spasm here and there, he knew her orgasm was close, and he deliberately and slowly pushed into her wonderfully tight ass. At first it was uncomfortable for Lisa because he felt so big and hard in her, but no where near as bad as his first popping into her was. But the deeper he went, she had a sense of almost having a baseball bat shoved up her ass. She thanked god for the lube, but now she was actually starting to like the feeling of his thick and rigid black meat pushed deep into her ass with his finger massaging her to what was going to be a huge orgasm, she knew.

Then, as Lisa continued to race toward orgasm, Marc began to piston all the way out and then back into her, and that stimulation sent her totally over the edge after just two rotations in and out. The pleasure he was giving her was like none she had ever experienced. She began yelling and twitching uncontrollably, and Marc began ass fucking her passionately. He let go of her hip and held her by the breasts, and he actually felt her pushing her ass back onto him, as if begging him to fuck her deeper and harder. He increased the tempo and found her tight ass just an incredible fuck. His cock throbbed and pulsed in rigid excitement, and he loved the incredible pleasure he was getting from the beautiful white wife he was claiming as his slut, step by step. For her part, Lisa experienced one orgasm after the next and loved the feeling of her first ass fuck ever. She didn't know it then, but she would recall this first ass fucking of her life many, many times in the coming weeks as her body yearned to experience this intense level of taboo pleasure yet again.

As she watched her black lover sleep, she recalled their night, and she could still feel how he had stretched her ass only hours before. But, now it was a good feeling for her. She mused that she had never had such satisfying sex with Matt, but she knew that this had to stop here and now, even though she admitted to herself that the sex was wonderful, incredible. She at once loved the experience with Marc and at the same time hated herself for letting down her guard and cheating on her husband. And she knew that sex would never be the same for her again.

With her eyes casting one last look at her black Adonis, and with her loins tingling with the excitement that looking at Marc caused within her, Lisa moved slowly and quietly to the edge of Marc's bed, and she slipped softly to her feet, being careful not to rouse her sleeping lover. She moved about Marc's master bed room gathering her clothes and carrying them silently out of the room, so as not to disturb him. She had to leave now, she knew. As she slipped her things on, Lisa felt the urge to strip them off again and lie naked with Marc one last time; pleasuring him and having him pleasure her. But, she knew she had to go. It was four thirty in the morning when Lisa let herself out of Marc's townhouse and headed for her car parked nearby. The cool air assaulted her body and her nipples hardened under her dress. She had stuffed her bra and her panties in her bag. . She could feel Marc's love juices oozing out of her vagina and down her inner thighs, soaking her. Her mind wandered back to how wonderful he had made her feel as he fucked her. And again, she hated herself for the fact she had ever let this happen, because she was so torn between the pleasure of it and the tremendous guilt of her infidelity to Matt.

As she pushed the remote to unlock her car, she felt him behind her. She turned to see Marc, his lean and tightly defined chocolate brown body naked from the waist up, just visible in the light of the early morning. He wore plaid sleep pants that covered his lower body, but could not completely hide the bulge of his thick black penis. His feet were bare, accounting for how he could come up on her without her hearing him until the last second.

"Is that it? You're just going to leave without saying anything? Was what we did a few hours ago just sex for you? Did you just use me cuz Matty boy is too busy to dick you anymore? Or was it that you wanted to try a black guy just for the thrill of something different? Maybe you wanted to see what a big black cock felt like compared to Matt's dinky white prick? I hope I didn't disappoint.

Whatever it was, Lisa, you sure had me fooled because I was certain in my mind that the sex we had was awesome, and the reason for that was that we had chemistry together. We had great chemistry. At least, I thought we did. But, you completely fooled me. I mean, you were so totally responsive and aggressive as the night wore on. And now, I find you sneaking away quietly without even a word.

Do you remember what I said before we did it? I told you that you didn't have to do it. I said while we had fooled around a little that actually fucking would be a huge step for you, and I didn't want you to do it unless you were sure because I knew that I would need to do it just more than one time? I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to fuck you just for the sake of fucking, that I would want to do this more than once with you, and I was willing not to go all the way with you, to wait until you were ready. But, you begged me. You said, 'please fuck me', and then on your own you got on top of me and positioned my cock and slid down onto it.

So what's this about now? You're just going to leave, and I bet I won't see you at the gym anymore because you've had your fun with a black boy, and now that you know what it's like, and you liked it a lot, that's obvious, you don't want to fuck up your nice little life with your pretty boy white husband. Is that it, Lisa? When you come right down to it, it's really all about you. It's not about Matt or me, it's really about what's good for you. You've had your fun with your black boy, but you don't want to risk anything that would interfere with Lisa's perfect little life.

For what it's worth to you Lisa, I just want you to know that I have fucked a lot of women, a lot of them. But Lisa, I didn't fuck you. I made love to you. That's right, from the moment I set eyes on you I was totally taken with you. And when we got to talking and we did your workout and massage, I just completely fell for you. And when I was lucky enough to seduce you into my bed, and I was surprised that I did, I made love to you. And I really felt like you were making love with me as well. I guess I was wrong. But for me, it wasn't just about the sex."

Tears streamed down Lisa's face as she stood looking at the natural lines of Marc's beautifully chiseled mocha torso as he stood in front of her. Now, having heard what he had just said, she truly felt like the cheapest slut who had not only cheated on her husband, but who had also used the man standing in front of her for her own sexual gratification. At that moment, she felt so confused, because she knew that Marc had cautioned her, and she knew that she had in fact begged him to fuck her, and that in the end, she was overcome by her lust for him and mounted his cock and in effect made him fuck her. At the same time, she felt awful guilt for cheating on Matt.

What made matters worse for Lisa was the fact that as she looked at Marc through her tears, her mind took in things like the defined creases in his defined abs, and his beautiful pecs with their hard black nips, and his beautifully shaped shoulders, arms and tightly muscled waist, and she felt a wave of lust grip her loins once again. And as badly as she felt about cheating and using Marc, she couldn't stop her eyes as they wandered from his torso to the bulge in his sleep pants, and she felt a charge of sexual excitement overwhelm her. She moved forward and threw her arms around him and sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes.

Finally, able to speak: "I'm so, so, so sorry Marc. I didn't mean to sneak away and just leave you, but I didn't know how else to do it. When I woke up, I saw you, I felt awful about what I had done to Matt, and I knew if I didn't get out of here, I might not be able to. I know you told me we didn't have to do it, but I wanted to Marc. I wanted to so badly, because I'm so incredibly attracted to you, I couldn't help myself. I really didn't mean to use you, and I never thought of it that way. I've never done this before Marc, really. And I feel awful about cheating on Matt, and about using you. I'm so sorry. I can't help it, but I felt like I had to leave because if I didn't......I was afraid that....." And she started to sob again.

Marc's black arms encircled Lisa as well. At this point, he smiled to himself, knowing that his little speech had done the trick. He held her to his naked torso tightly, loving the feel of her tender white skin, loving the feel of her soft, full breasts pressed into him through her dress, and he kissed her on her head gently. "It's okay babe. I didn't mean to get you so upset. I know there's a lot of stuff goin on in your head. I didn't mean to make you feel so bad. I guess I just thought we would have more than a one nighter. I shouldn't have let this happen. But, what were you afraid of? Was it that you felt the same thing I did, that it was more than just sex for you? Was it that, Lisa? It was, wasn't it? Because I really felt like you were making love to me the same way I was making love to you."

Using his forefinger of his right hand, he put it under her chin and lifted her tear streaked face so that their eyes locked. He knew he had her right where he wanted her now. As she looked into his eyes, she nodded her head just a bit, indicating that it had been more than just sex for her, that it had indeed been something exciting, almost addictive. Marc knew that his body had hooked hers, and now his little speech had made her think that what they had done was more than just sex. He was playing her perfectly he thought, and he could feel his cock swell because he knew that it would be only a matter of minutes before she would be on her knees "making love" to it. Little by little, Marc would take Lisa from her perfect white husband. He would make her his. Matt's arrogance would dissolve into complete humiliation when he realized that his beautiful white wife had been taken by a black stud that Matt most certainly considered below him.

"Let's get out of the cold, so we can talk, and you can clean yourself up so when you get home your neighbors won't think you just got mugged. I mean, Lisa, I like the no bra look, but what if your neighbors saw you looking like this. Come on babe. Let me make you some coffee." But he knew she wouldn't be going anywhere but to his bed that day.

Lisa willingly let Marc lead her back into his townhouse, still sobbing. When he closed the door, he turned to her and put his arms around her once again, and they looked at one another as she also circled his mocha torso with her bare arms. "Babe, I really didn't mean to upset you." He said staring into her eyes. Last night was so good for me, and I know it was for you too. I shouldn't have started this with you, because now I've created all kinds of problems in your mind and in your life. But babe, you are so fuckin hot, I couldn't help myself." And his lips moved to kiss her face gently, first her forehead, then her nose, then her cheek, and finally they brushed against her lips, locking with them in an intensely passionate kiss, which he knew would reawaken the desires of last night deep within her loins.

Lisa's breasts and vagina were feeling wave after wave of lustful desire for her black Adonis once again. As they kissed, she felt her hands moving over Marc's body, savoring the touch his hard muscles. She loved the feel of this man, and the contrast of their skin somehow made the whole experience more erotic. Finally, she slid both hands under the waistband of his sleep pants and grasped his cute black ass cheeks.

Then, when she couldn't help herself anymore, she slid them ever so slowly around to his crotch, grasping his remarkable ball sack with one hand and his throbbing black, thickly veined penis with the other. Marc held her tightly, moving his abdomen away so as to allow her enough room to stroke his fully erect shaft and squeeze his thick balls. He could hear her breathing grow deeper, and he knew her lust was revving up yet again. He dropped his hands low from her body and grasped the hem of her dress, pulling it upward, causing her arms to go up and allowing him to slip her dress off of her, leaving her totally naked in front of him. Now, gently pinching each of her nipples, Marc continued to kiss her passionately as she resumed massaging his cock and savoring the feel of his thick ball sack. He felt so big, so hard, so masculine to her. Matt's body was wonderful, just as Marc's was. But Matt's equipment was no where near the length and thickness of Marc's. The contrast in their love tools was amazing, and as Lisa held Marc's manhood, her mind recalled how incredibly hot it had felt for her the first time her black lover's thick ebony shaft with its bulbous mushroom head slid all the way up and into her wet pussy. Sex with Marc was a totally different feel from what it was with Matt. His equipment was like jumbo size and her pussy quivered with the memory of doing it with him only hours earlier. And she felt the desire to do it again with him rising quickly within her loins.

For her part, Lisa knew that here she was right back in Marc's townhouse, holding his throbbing black shaft, and being unfaithful to Matt. But, she also knew that for all of the guilt she felt at the moment, she was also excited to be with him again, excited at the thought of more sex with him. She hadn't felt this aroused sexually since she and Matt had first had sex together, years ago. Now, Lisa pulled her lips from Marc's and knelt naked on his kitchen floor, using her hands to direct his massive charcoal love shaft to her lips. She licked it, she kissed it, she took it in her mouth and squeezed it hard, using both of her hands. Marc placed both of his hands on her sandy colored hair and arched his torso back in the pleasure she was giving to him.

"Oh, babe. That's it, suck me, babe, you feel so, so good." Marc felt his shaft thicken and harden as Lisa's hands squeezed it tightly, and her mouth sucked it relentlessly. She slid her palms back and forth quickly along his saliva covered love stick, feeling his meaty mushroom swell in her mouth. Feeling himself reach the point of no return, Marc began to piston his onyx rod into and out of Lisa's mouth, looking down at the pretty white wife's lips as his dark cock pumped in and out of her eager mouth. Marc's sleep pants were at ankles, and he felt Lisa's beautifully firm and full breasts touching him mid thigh as he finally felt his load explode into her mouth, and down her throat. She pulled her mouth off of her lover and used both fists to squeeze his love shaft, allowing it to pump his jizz onto her face as she watched his creamy love seed spurt from his shiny black cock.

"Aaaaaarrrrrghhhhhh! Oh shit, Lisa, that feels so good!! You made me cum so freaking fast! Christ! Oh, babe, that felt so, so good for me. Come on. Let's go to the bedroom. I've got to do something for you, just once before you go, babe."

Pulling her up to her feet, Marc kissed Lisa's cum covered face, spreading his love cream over both of their faces. She could feel the stubble of his overnight beard rubbing roughly across her cum lubed face. They kissed and kissed before they finally moved toward the bedroom. When they did, Lisa's body was aching with desire for Marc's manhood to be buried once again deep in her warm, wet pussy.

Marc's cock did not soften as they moved onto the bed. This time, he lay atop Lisa's beautifully soft, white body and positioned his cock so that its pulsing shaft pressed at her pussy's door. He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked down on the white beauty beneath him. Lisa felt his throbbing onyx rod pushing hard onto her abdomen, with the part of it just above his ball sack pressing on her labia, and resting between them. He ground it hard against her and then arched his ass up and back so that his cock's thick mushroom head was right at her cunt's hole. "If you want me, go ahead, grab my black ass and pull my cock into you. If you don't, I will get up, and never touch you again. I want you so bad, babe. You make me feel so good. And, something tells me I do the same for you. It's up to you, Lisa." He finished with a smile.

Lisa's hands slid slowly up and down Marc's smoothly muscled back, and then she rested them on his wonderfully shaped ass cheeks. He had a really cute butt she thought, just the right size, and nicely rounded. Feelings of lust overwhelmed her, and she pulled hard on her lover's ass, causing his black cock to plunge deeply into her hot, wet cunt. Again the stretching of her vagina's walls; again the feeling of being filled in a way that she had never experienced before Marc; again the pressure of his cock as it pushed hard at her cervix, forcing its way into that tight opening. She spread her legs wide, welcoming her lover's entry into her love canal.

"Babe, I want this to be so special for you. I want my black cock to pleasure you like you've never been pleasured before." Lisa and Marc's eyes locked briefly, and then she closed hers, savoring the wonderful feel of his massive onyx shaft, and his beautifully chiseled body lying on top of hers. He encircled her with his strong arms, and opened her lips with his tongue, inserting it in her mouth, and kissing her hard and passionately as she felt his cock begin to gyrate and move slowly at first within her hot and drenched pussy. Lisa's body had never felt such pleasure before that moment. She hugged her lover tightly, and he hugged her back. She felt his lips, the stubble on his face, his hard muscled frame. And, she gave her body to him totally, hoping that it would be as pleasurable for him as he was making it for her.

Lisa's eyes did not open, but she could feel Marc's thick cock, pushing in and pulling out, producing a tingling sensation along her pussy's walls, stretching them. She could feel his hard thighs, his muscle rippled torso, his mouth, lips, tongue exploring her mouth, kissing her neck, sucking her neck, surely leaving a huge hickey, his mark on her body. She kept her eyes closed as her hands explored her lover's smooth back, his torso, his ass. Her body shook as he began to slam his massive and rock hard shaft in and out of her, and she spread her legs more and arched her pelvis hard against him as he rammed himself into her time and time again. He bit into her shoulder as his cock pummeled her cunt, marking her yet again as his woman. And she thrilled at the pain and the pleasure of it.

But now, the orgasm that was building in her loins was stronger than those she had had earlier. She tried to hold it off, but she couldn't. She could feel her body's sweat, and she could now hear her own moans of pleasure, her muffled screams. She clung to his body tightly, now arching her hips hard into her lover each time she felt him slam his love rod into her. As squeals of pleasure escaped her mouth, she bit onto Marc's left shoulder and passionately sucked and sucked, leaving her own love mark on her new black lover. She knew she was about to cum, but she wanted to hold off, hoping that he would cum at the same time. But, it was more than she could hold off, and she felt the first wave of her orgasm spread like an electric charge through her body. She could feel her muscles tense, tighten, and spasm uncontrollably as Marc pumped her ferociously. And she heard herself screaming in pleasure as she came.

The two of them were moving in unison, while continuing to suck on one another, creating deep and dark bruises, indicators of the intensity of their passion. As Lisa's orgasms continued, she felt almost like a rag doll, being held and pummeled with Marc's magnificent black shaft. But at last, she sensed his muscular body tighten, his entire frame went taut, and she felt her pussy awash with his cum once again. He was cumming deep in her womb, and it felt stronger and better than any sex she had ever had in her life. She moved her lips to his, and the two of them came with one another for what seemed like minutes. He did not soften a bit, and she felt like she had a thick fence post rammed into her cunt. She wrapped her legs around his and tried to squeeze and hold his body as tightly to hers as she possibly could. Sex with Marc was just indescribable for her.

As their breathing subsided and calmed, the two lovers continued to hold one another, savoring the moment for as long as they could. For his part, Marc absolutely loved Lisa's smell, her soft sandy hair, her nicely rounded, full breasts pressed against his torso. He especially loved her thin waist and the beautifully shaped ass she had. And, he partiuclarly loved her remarkably tight pussy, which he knew was somewhat the result of Matt's relatively smaller white cock. Having his black cock buried in this pretty white wife's cunt was not only a great feeling, but a remarkable accomplishment for Marc, given how quickly he had taken her for his own.

He knew that he had let himself get carried away with marking Lisa's body. He had left a very prominent hickey on her lower neck, and he hadn't really looked as yet, but he knew that the mark on her shoulder would be large, and very darkly bruised. He didn't care how she explained these to Matt, but he knew she would be anxious later when she saw the marks.

Pulling himself up on his elbows, Marc smiled as he looked into Lisa's blue eyes. "Awesome, babe! Fuckin' awesome. That was the best ever for me, Lis, really! You are so, so, so fuckin hot! And soooo fuckin responsive! I don't think my cock is going to soften at all, you make me so freakin horny, babe. We'll just have to stay like this for hours." Lisa smiled back at her black lover, loving the feeling of his massive black shaft as it still pulsed inside of her. She felt so totally full with it in her pussy, it was such a different feeling from having her husband there. She savored the moment, taking in the chiseled frame and boyishly handsome face of her black Adonis.

"That's fine with me, mister. I think that was probably the best sex I've ever had in my life. I don't think I ever came that hard before. You made me feel so good, Marc. It was even better than last night, and last night was awesome, but this was perfect, Marc. Just perfect!

At that moment, Marc's cell phone pulsed with an incoming call. It was on the night stand beside his bed, but he ignored it and continued taking in Lisa's beautiful face and looked down at her perfect breasts. What a prize she was, he thought to himself. And he moved his mid section slightly, and began to slowly gyrate his cock inside of his lover's pussy, all the while just looking into her eyes. " It feels so good when you do that. And, you're still so hard. It doesn't feel like you softened up at all since you came in me. I could stay like this all day with you, you know. You feel that good in me, mister." At that moment, Lisa's level of sexual arousal was tempered as the thought occurred to her that Marc must really think she's nothing more than a cheap white slut who happened to be a good fuck. And her face clouded with the thought, and Marc noticed the change.

"What's the matter, babe? Are you okay?" He asked, seeing the change.

Lisa found it hard to answer at first, and then got a little teary eyed, but finally started to speak when Marc's cell pulsed, and he ignored it again. "It's just that while I'm lying here naked with you, and just had incredible sex with you, and I know it was good for you too, the thought just occurred to me that you must think I'm not much more than a cheap white slut who didn't think twice about cheating on her husband. But, it's not true. I haven't cheated before, ever. I don't know what happened last night Marc, and I feel so guilty, I don't want you to think that it doesn't bother me, that's all. But what we just did felt so, so good Marc. I'm so confused. I'm sorry, I don't want to spoil this for you."

Marc started to pull his cock out of her, reluctantly. But he knew he was going to have to get her through this moment. But suddenly, Lisa closed her eyes and put her hands on his ass and pulled him toward her. "Marc, please don't pull out. Please. You feel so good in there. Please, just stay there. You feel so big in there. I feel so full with you in me like this."

"I'm just confused about how I ended up here. It's something I never dreamt I would end up doing, cheating on Matt. But I honestly have to say, I don't regret it because the sex we've had is like nothing I've ever had before. And, it's been more than just sex, Marc. Believe me, I love Matt, but we never had sex like this Marc. I don't know if I can do this again with you Marc. And honestly, it's not you. You feel so good in there, and you're an incredible lover. But, I just don't think I can keep doing this to Matt, to our marriage. I would feel too guilty. But, I'm afraid,, because I now know how you feel in me, and I don't know if I could resist you if you still wanted to be with me from time to time. I know I'm not making any sense." She stopped talking, but her eyes were tearing, and she gave Marc a hard squeeze with her pussy, and she pulled hard on his ass, sighing at the feel of his still throbbing penis.

"Babe, first off, I definitely don't think you're a slut. What happened between us was just intense mutual attraction. I felt it the moment I saw you, you know that. And the sex was absolutely incredible for me too. I know you must feel guilty, and I won't pressure you, okay? But Lisa, trust me, now that I've experienced you, I will have a hard time keeping my distance, babe. So I guess after you leave here, I am going to give you space, okay? I won't call, I won't contact you in any way. And at the gym if you still come, I will be professional. It will kill me, but I will be. And babe, I really don't think it would be a good idea for me to give you your weekly massage, do you? I just think that would be too much for me. But if you want me at any time, I want you to call me, because what we had last night and this morning has been more than just good sex. But, I'm thinking that the next time you have sex with Matt, you're going to be thinking of me. At least, I hope you will." He finished with a smile, and pushed his cock hard against her cervix. "You feel awesome, babe."

Marc's cell vibrated again, and he decided to take it, thinking that three calls in such a short time meant someone really wanted him. He pulled out of Lisa, telling her not to move an inch, and smiling at her. What he saw when he opened his phone was a text from Miguel: "Guess Matt's not traveling alone." And attached were two pictures of Matt in the baggage check line at the airport. One showed him embracing and kissing a tall brunette with a delightfully short skirt. The next showed the brunette with her hand apparently squeezing Matt's ass as they stood together in line." The last part of the text said: "Call for details."

Marc was stunned, and elated. A broad smile lit up his face as he looked at Lisa who had propped herself up on her elbows and was taking in the view of her black lover's cut body. "What's the smile for, handsome?" She asked.

"Oh, the message is from Miguel, says his flight was good, and he's excited because he met a hot lady at the airport and they were on the same flight together. He's just a funny guy, that's all" Marc didn't want to say anything about the pictures to Lisa. He would figure a way to use them to his advantage. But they meant nothing but good news to him. "Does Matt travel with other people from his office, or does he go solo, like Miguel usually does.

Lisa felt the excitement building in her loins again as she looked at Marc's six pack and then downward to his thick, dark nine inch penis, now hanging semi hard between his legs. His low hanging ball sack was also a turn on for her. She knew she had to have him again before she left.

"He travels alone, says it would be nice to have company, but never does. Why don't you come back here and keep me warm, and I'll see if I can't perk up my friend there." She said, smiling and staring directly at Marc's thick manhood,

Marc lay back on the bed and circled his arm around Lisa, holding her tightly. He let his free hand drift gently over her beautifully shaped breasts, feeling her hard nipples with the palm of his hand. "I don't know how to tell you this Lisa, but these girls don't seem to be feeling too guilty right now. In fact, they're just about screaming suck me and fuck me." He turned his head and smiled over to his white lover, feeling her hand now sliding up and down his black shaft.

Lisa sat up and then straddled her black Adonis, positioning his now swelling shaft right between her labia. Marc could feel their mingled love juices as they oozed from her drenched pussy. She was now grinding his cock with her cunt's lips, sliding back and forth on his black rail. He reached to her waist and held her there as she caused her love canal to swallow up his throbbing black sausage, yet again. They made love for three more hours, nodding off in one another's arms, and awakening to fuck yet again. They lost count of how many times they each climaxed. Finally, at nine o'clock, Lisa went into Marc's bathroom to shower and clean up.

Marc told her he'd make them something to eat. All the while he was smiling to himself because Miguel's pictures pretty much had bagged Lisa's cheating white hubby. Marc also noted that he definitely liked Matt's taste in women. Lisa was clearly a very hot babe. But, the brunette in the picture was absolutely beautiful as well. Making sure that Lisa was in the shower, Marc called Miguel for the details.

"Yo dude. Got your pics, I couldn't believe my eyes. What's going on with my friend Matty? Looks like he's going to have some hot company while he's away."

"You're not k**ding. She's freaking steaming, Marc. I know her, she used to work in our office before she switched to the firm Matt's with, and yes she's every bit as hot as she looks. Her married name is Kate McCormack. I don't think her hubby would be too happy if he got those pics. I mean she's only been married like not even two years.

The limo was about to pull away after we dropped Matt, and I told the driver to stop because I saw her and was going to jump out to say hi. But, before I had a chance, she went up to Matt and the two of them locked into the kiss that you see in the pic I sent to you. It was like they were long lost lovers. I mean it was clear that that kiss was not just two old friends saying hi to one another. And then, I got the shot of her grabbing his ass and giving it a squeeze. I mean dude, I think they probably did it on the plane on the way to London. So tell me, did you score with Matt's better half last night?

"Dude, I don't think the word "score" adequately says it. She's by far the best white pussy I have ever tasted. And tight! Dude, his dick must be tiny! She's soooo tight, and she knows how to work it, she's so totally responsive! It was like the very best sex I have had ever! But, right now, she's got the guilt thing going, so she told me we can't do it again. I am betting that will last about a week or two. So, in the meantime, I think I'm just gonna have to take Matty's other toy to play with until Lisa wants my black dick again. And there won't be anything Matty can say or do to stop me, thanks to your pics bro."

"Just remember Marc. You owe me big for this one. I mean you got Lisa, and now you're going to get a chance at Kate. Poor Matt, his women will be all stretched out in no time." Miguel smiled as he said this, knowing how big his friend's cock was.

"Bro, you know I'll take care of you. In fact, after I play with these ladies and break them in, you'll be the first to get a piece of them. But, I'm thinking I will keep Lisa exclusively for myself. Sorry, bro. But it won't be long before Kate is willing to do whatever favors I ask. So, just sit tight bro. Payback will be coming. I've gotta run, my white beauty will be getting out of the shower. Talk later."

Lisa's cell phone began ringing at about nine twenty. Marc looked at the screen, and he smiled when he saw that the caller was none other than lover boy Matty.

"Dude! How was your flight? I'm just answering for Lisa, she's in my shower. You know, when you told her to stay a while and have a good time. Well, I guess she decided to do just that. She ended up drinking just a little too much for it to be safe for her to drive. And, there you have it; she's been my overnight guest."

Matt was stunned to hear Marc's voice on Lisa's cell phone. And what Marc had just told him about Lisa spending the night because she had had too much to drink further stunned him. "What the hell had happened to her, what was she thinking, having too much to drink, especially at that guy's place? She had to know that he wanted to have her, just from the way he looked at her. And, he even had the balls to give her the look up and down when we arrived at his place. When I said, 'have a good time', I figured she'd have another drink and leave, Matt thought to himself."

"Whoa, Marc. I don't think she's ever done something like that before, but I guess it's always safer not to drive. She couldn't have taken a cab? I mean, it was good of you to let her crash, but I guess I just thought she'd stay a while and then go home. Is she feeling okay today?"

"She's fine Matt. Really! It's just that last night, it was late, I had had too much to drink to drive safely, she was the same, so I insisted that she stay. I mean a taxi at that time of night isn't always the safest anyway. So she stayed, we talked, had another drink, some stuff to munch on, you know. And, I gotta tell ya, she finally tried my black sausage, and she couldn't have enough of it!"

Now Matt was pissed. Was this guy deliberately playing with him? Was he being an asshole on purpose? Matt remembered the black sausage hors'd oeuvre when they had arrived, and Marc mentioning it. But now he was being funny with the sausage thing again.

"Dude, you're goin to have to understand if I don't laugh at that. You see, I call my wife from London and her personal trainer gets on her cell and tells me that she stayed alone with him at his place last night, and then he tells me that she tried his black sausage and loved it, couldn't get enough of it. What's that about anyway? If you think you're black sausage thing is funny, I guess I disagree.

Besides, I highly doubt Lisa would ever like black meat of any kind. In all the years I've known her, she's liked only white meat." Matt threw that in just to let Marc know that he didn't believe Lisa had any interest in black guys, since Marc was trying to be funny with the whole thing.

"Whoa, Matt, didn't mean to upset you. I know it sounds a little strange, but I was just thinking of her safety. And, as far as my black sausage thing goes, no offense intended, but you're wrong about her having no interest in black meat, at least the way I prepare it. Let's just say I think she could develop a liking for it. Anyway, last night we had a good chance to bond as student and trainer." Marc smiled as he said this.

But, while we're waiting for Lisa to get out of the shower, Miguel tells me that you have a really hot travelling companion for yourself. In fact, it looks like the two of you travel well together by the pictures he took of you guys as you were waiting to get your bags checked. Does Lisa know about Kate McCormack? She thinks you're travelling alone you know. From the looks of the pics Miguel sent, not only are you not travelling alone, I bet you aren't even sleeping alone, dude."

Silence greeted Marc from the other end. Matt was stunned to hear that Marc knew about Kate, and even more stunned that Miguel had obviously sent some compromising pictures of the two of them. His mind raced, he couldn't remember exactly what they had done together as they waited to check their bags, but he knew that they had kissed and touched one another playfully. He felt sick to his stomach, and he felt a tightness in his throat. His head was spinning. How could he have been so stupid, he thought.

"What are you talking about Marc? How do you know Kate, and what's that about sleeping alone? You know, you've got a pretty active imagination, dude. And no, Lisa doesn't know Kate is on this trip, it was a last minute thing, but it's no big deal. I would suggest you mind your own business before you start anything you may regret. Kate's married, and so am I, and she's got her own room, just like I do. You're really starting to piss me off, dude."

"Let's get something straight Matty boy. The one person you don't want to piss off is me, okay? And, you definitely don't want to threaten me. Lisa doesn't know about Kate because you lied and said you were travelling alone. I know about who Kate is because she used to work at the same office Miguel does. But, if it's no big deal, I guess I can show Lisa these shots of you and your co worker, and I bet it would be okay to send them to Kate's husband as well. What do you think Matty?

Silence again greeted Marc for several moments as Matt's mind raced. He knew he was bagged, and although he had no idea what the pictures showed, he knew that Kate's husband was suspicious of him, just as Lisa had been suspicious of Kate. The pictures would definitely cause a disaster, and that prick Marc knew it. Matt's head was spinning, he felt as if he had just been punched hard in the gut. He could feel the panic pulsing in his veins. "Alright Marc. You're right. I don't want those pictures shown, a lot of people will get hurt. What do you want?"

"That's more like it, dude. All I want is a little help from you, and your life will stay very much the same as it has been. I enjoyed having Lisa as my guest last night, and I know she enjoyed it too. But, let's just say she made it clear to me that she loves you, and so I respect that. But, Kate is another story. I like your taste in women Matt, and I just wanted to have the chance to become Kate's trainer, like I'm Lisa's personal trainer. That's all I want, and you can help me out. I'm going to have Miguel give her a free three month pass to my gym, and all you have to do is to off handedly let her know about Lisa's very positive experiences here. With your encouragement, and a free pass I think Lisa will grace my place for long enough for me to see if she has any interest in learning all there is to learn from her trainer." Marc was smiling as he finished saying this.

"That's not asking too much, is it Matt? I mean, it's not like she's your wife. And, if she has no interest, then we're cool, you won't have to worry about the pictures again, ever. But, if she does show an interest, and I think she will, then we can share her, don't you think? After all, her husband's sharing her with you right now and doesn't even know it. What's one more dick in the mix. Besides, I think it will be a new experience for her to get dicked by a black guy. And, I'm pretty sure it's one she's going to like....a lot!

For his part, Matt was totally pissed off. He was enraged by the thought that this bastard had him by the balls. Not only had he tried to seduce his wife, and apparently, it didn't work, but now he actually wanted him to set it up so he could have a good shot at seducing his girlfriend. Who did Marc think he was, screwing up what he had going on on the side with Kate? Matt felt the rage building within him. If he had been face to face with Marc, he thought he would have punched the shit out of him.

"You fucking black prick. You think you can fuck around with anyone you want. I saw the way you looked at Lisa last night. But, I never dreamt she would spend the night at your place. What'd you do? Did you d**g her? Did you? Did you try to fuck her? I bet you tried to, didn't you? Were you surprised that she turned you down? I'm not, she's got better taste than you. If she were to fool around with someone, she can do a lot better than you, you fuck. And now you want me to help set Kate up so you can do the same to her. I've got news for you, you black son of a bitch, neither Lisa nor Kate would want anything to do with you, you prick! What is it with you, are you on some kind of mission to fuck every white woman you see? I can't believe you." Matt's anger was whirling out of control, he could sense it, and so could Marc.

"I only fuck the ones who appeal to me Marc. And I rarely get turned down. Did you hear that, rarely. What's more, I never use d**gs, and usually I find the women want, no actually they beg, for more. As far as Lisa goes, I told you, tonight was just a chance for us to get to know one another as trainer and student. And trust me, we got to know one another very well. And just to clarify, I didn't say Lisa turned me down. I said she loves you. There's a difference, asshole! In fact, I left a couple of souvenirs that will remind her of what a good time she had last night. And, every time she sees them, my guess is that she'll be missing me.

But Matt, think about it, you're fucking another man's wife and that's okay, but if I want to do it, somehow it's just because I'm a "black prick", as you put it. Well you just pissed this "black prick" off. And, I think you know what that means. So have a good time with Kate for the next few days. Because, something tells me that when you get back here, Kate's husband will be wanting to see you, and Lisa probably won't."

The phone went dead, and Matt stood in his hotel room now totally terrified at what his mouth had just accomplished. If Marc showed Lisa the pictures, that would be it for their marriage. If he showed Kate's husband the pictures, Matt knew that not only would he have to deal with her husband, but he would have an hysterical Kate on his hands as well. He made his decision, and instantly called back, hoping that Marc would listen to his desperate apology.

With each ring of the phone, Matt's desperation increased. For his part, Marc went into the kitchen and smiled to himself as he ignored Lisa's ringing cell, and poured two cups of coffee for his white lover and him.