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The day after Jeff had seduced her, Allison called in sick and went to see a doctor. Fear had paralyzed her conscience, and she was so scared she was pregnant from the encounter. Even though Allison knew she couldn't exactly call what had happened ****, that's what she told the doctor.
"I'm afraid he made me pregnant," she sobbed. "Please, can you help me? My husband and I are trying for a baby, and I'm afraid he'll find out what happened. It'll be obvious if I have a baby! The man who ****d me was black," she explained.
After a humiliating examination, the female doctor tried in vain to get Allison to report the incident to the police, but she refused, saying she didn't want her husband Michael to find out what had happened. Finally, the doctor told Allison she could prescribe her emergency contraception, which might abort any c***d that had been conceived. But the doctor also warned against it due to a variety of complicated side effects and said that if it didn't work and a c***d had been conceived, the c***d could be born deformed. Allison, who had strict moral values, had struggled with the decision, but this was exactly why she'd come to the doctor. She didn't want to have a black baby, and she had convinced herself she'd go through with an abortion if necessary. She wasn't thinking rationally and agreed to the treatment.
When she got home, she curled up on her bed and cried. She cried for her husband, who didn't know what she'd done to betray their love, and for the c***d she might have had. And she cried because as much as she'd hated Jeff touching her, she'd secretly loved it too. She called Lisa and made up a story about why she couldn't attend acting class anymore.
"Why not?" Lisa argued. "What about the play? You don't know what a lucky break this is for you. You can't give up now Allison!" "I wish I didn't have to," she lied. "But Michael is jealous, and I'm afraid it'll ruin our marriage if I don't drop out." Lisa made noises about what a jerk Michael must be, and Allison almost cried on the phone. Michael wasn't a jerk. He was wonderful. He'd stood by her through so much, and she knew he'd always been faithful to her. EH'd never forgive her if he found out the truth!
Later that night, she was watching television when the phone rang. Expecting it to be her husband calling from his hotel room in Nevada, she was shocked to hear Jeff's deep voice instead. "What's this Lisa says about you quitting the class?" he demanded.
"You know why," she told him, growing angry that he'd dare call her after what had happened. "I don't ever want to see you again. You deliberately took advantage of me last night!"
"You wanted it as much as I did," he said. "And worse, you still do."
"No!" she denied, but deep down, she was afraid he was right.
"Don't ever call me again," she told him and slammed down the phone.
She hoped that he'd listen, but she realized she was afraid of what Jeff would do. He obviously wanted to continue an affair, and he knew she might be pregnant with his c***d. Either way, Allison decided she'd have to go back on the pill, just in case Jeff did try to pull anything else. She knew she couldn't resort to the same excuse with her doctor again, and she didn't want to have to face the reality of an abortion procedure.
The next day, she returned to work, determined to forget the whole incident. It wasn't easy, especially with Lisa's constant reminders that Jeff was disappointed that she'd quit the class and the play.
By the time she made it home from work, she was tired, emotionally and physically, from the strain of acting normal all day. She didn't normally drink, but she opened a bottle of wine and downed one glass, then two, quickly. After changing into some sweats and a tee shirt, she was moving toward the couch to watch TV when the doorbell rang.
Jeff watched through the window as the sexy white woman opened the door, the look on her face almost comical when she realized it was him. A red flush spread across her cheeks as she demanded, "What are you doing here?" "We need to talk."
"No way!" she refused, trying to block the doorway so that he couldn't come in. "We have nothing to talk about."
"Oh really?" he asked, quirking one eyebrow. Looking past her, he asked, "So is your husband home or should I just try to give him a call at work sometime?"
"W-What?" she stammered.
"I figured if you won't talk to me about what happened, he will. Now are you going to let me inside or what?"
Reluctantly, Allison stepped aside, letting him step into the home she shared with her husband. Jeff figured she was starting to catch on to the reason for his visit and couldn't wait to tear into that white pussy again. Licking his lips, he watched her try to cover her braless chest with crossed arms, obviously trembling with nervous tension at his sudden appearance. Good. It would make it all the more enjoyable to experience her submission if she put up a fight.
"Well?" she demanded. "Say what you came to say. My husband will call soon, and I don't want you here when he does."
So her husband was still away on business? Even better, he decided. "I came to tell you I'm not letting you drop out of the play," he said. "Your understudy isn't available anymore, and if you drop out now, we're screwed."
Shaking her head, she frowned at him. "I'm NOT doing the play Jeff. Not after what happened the other night."
"Baby, I'm afraid you don't have a choice, not if you don't want your husband to find out his sweet little wife is a slut."
Allison gasped, knowing her worst fears were coming true. Still, she refused to give in. "It's your word against mine. He won't believe you!"
"Oh, no?" he smiled, thinking of his black baby already nestling in her belly. "Well, will he believe the video tape from the security cameras in the theatre?" he lied. There weren't any cameras in the theatre, but she didn't know that. "And if that's not enough, I think he'll probably figure out nine months from now anyway, don't you?" he added with a smirk.
"V-v-videotape?" she repeated nervously. "There were cameras?"
"Oh, yeah baby. I watched the tape this morning. Got me real hard again. In fact, it made me realize we're not through with each other yet. We're gonna do the play, and we're gonna seek a little satuisfaction on the side too."
"What do you mean? We can't--"
"Oh yeah," he said, moving over to the sofa and sitting down. Settling back, comfortable, he watched her with lust-filled eyes. "You see, if you don't do everything I tell you, your husband is gonna get a copy of that tape delivered to his office. Then I'll send one to your parents back home."
"No!" she whispered, looking defeated all of a sudden.
He nodded his head, and spread his legs wide, saying, "It's up to you. Do you want your husband to find out?"
Meekly, she shook her head. "Then on your knees, bitch. I think I need a little servicing over here."
Allison debated her actions. She would do whatever it took for Michael not to find out what had happened, but she'd only started taking the pill again yesterday. She doubted it was in her system enough to do any good yet. When she hesitated, he said, "What are you waiting for?"
"I won't sleep with you again," she said. "I can't."
Jeff knew she would, but it might help hurry his satisfaction if she believed she wasn't going to, so he nodded and said, "There are other ways." He reached down and unzipped his pants, then shoved them over his hips so that his semi-erect cock was poking out of his jeans, ready for attention. Allison had only ever blown her husband, and she hated doing it even then. But she knew how to give a good hand job. Sinking to her knees in front of him, she reached out and gently touched the tip of the monster that had given her so much pleasure yesterday. It was so black against her white hand that she stopped and stared at the contrast in disbelief. Jeff grew impatient and bucked his hips, pushing his cock into her grasp. Slowly, she began pumping her hand up and down over the shaft, and he moaned. "Oh, yeah." She reached with her other hand and cupped his balls, squeezing softly as she worked her hand faster over the black pole.
Jeff loved what she was doing but knew she could do even better. He buried his hands in her honey blonde hair and tugged her head forward, urging her face closer to the shaft. Allison knew what he wanted and struggled, still hoping she could get away with less. But his hands on her head were insistent, and she had no choice but to take the pole between her lips.
"Ungh, oh yeah," Jeff moaned in approval as her mouth engulfed his cockhead. He was so thick and long that she had trouble taking the head in, but he helped her, shoving his hips forward while he pushed her head down.
Allison gagged after taking the first six inches. She didn't think she could handle anymore, but his hands refused to let her go. She held herself still and concentrated on breathing out her nose while he pumped her mouth, just like he had her pussy. When she felt him push deeper into her throat, she struggled to take it all in. "Ungh!" he grunted about fifteen minutes later. "I'm getting ready to cum, bitch. Get ready..."
She felt him tense and hold still and felt the gush of hot liquid fill her belly. She tried swallowing to keep from drowning and sighed in relief when he finished, pulling his 11-inch shaft out of her mouth, a line of cum and spit trailing after his cock and landing all over her chin.
Jeff fell back against the couch, drained for the moment and satisfied that she'd given him one of the best blowjobs he'd ever had. He knew she'd hated it, which increased his satisfaction all the more. This white bitch deserved a little payback for looking down on him for the color of his skin.
Allison was struggling to catch her breath and come to terms with what she'd done. She felt like she was in a adze, not sure which way was up, probably from lack of oxygen to her brain. She barely heard the peel of the telephone and started when Jeff asked, "Aren't you going to get that?"
Blinking, she pushed herself to her feet and reached for the cordless phone. Her husband's voice was cheerful as he greeted her and asked, "How's it going, honey? Miss me much?" "Of course I do," she told him. "I miss you like crazy."
Turning her back away from Jeff, who was still sprawled with his cock sticking out of his jeans on her couch, Allison moved to the back of the sofa and lowered her voice. "When will you come home? Do you know yet?"
Jeff was listening to her side of the conversation and knew she was talking to her wimp of a husband. A smile curved his lips as he thought of sliding inside her tight pussy while she talked to the other man. Standing up, he shoved out of his jeans completely, took off his shoes and shirt and walked over to where she was standing with her back to him.
He didn't give her time to know what was happening. Quickly he grabbed hold of her sweatpants, pulled them to her knees and turned and shoved her over the back of the sofa.
"Uh! No, no, I'm OK," she was saying as she gasped in surprise and started to struggle. Jeff smiled to himself as he held her firmly planted to the back of the sofa with a hand in the middle of her back. With his other hand, he tugged at her panties until they too were at her knees. "I just knocked something over," she lied as Jeff lined his cock up with her pussy and began to rub it up and down her pussy lips, teasing her, Finally, he began to push inside her, so slowly he knew she'd feel every sensation in spades. "Ungh!" she breathed when he hit bottom, then added, "I, uh, really need to go honey. I need to clean up this mess."
Jeff slowly pulled out and then slid back inside, feeling her pussy clamp tight to his black meat when he did so. Allison was starting to pant and couldn't focus on what her husband was saying to her especially when Jeff's big, black hands snaked under her shirt and began fondling her sensitive tits from behind. Michael didn't want to let her off the phone, but as Jeff's hips began a steady rhythm of thrusts into her soaked pussy, she felt herself reaching a dangerous peak of no return. If she didn't get off the phone soon, Michael would hear her get off for real, big time.
Jeff watched as his whole cock pushed inside her until his crotch was buried against hers. Few women had ever been able to take all of him in, and he moaned at the tight heat surrounding him. "Fuck," he breathed in a mixture of pleasure and pain, and began to pound her harder. Allison bit her lip, trying not to scream out each time he thrust into her. "What? No, no one's here," she panted. "Just the TV. Now I need to go. L-l-love you," she quivered as Jeff began shaking her with his pounding. Thankfully her husband ended the call, and she dropped the phone just as her orgasm hit its peak. Crying out, "Oh, god!" she spasmed and clutched at the couch cushions while Jeff continued to hammer away behind her. Just as she was coming down, she felt him groan and clutch her hips, pulling her hard against his crotch as he let lose the floodgates and shot stream after stream of hot cum inside her womb again.
Pulling her into a standing position, her back against his frontside, Jeff bucked into her one last time, making sure his seed went deep as one of his large black hands slid up and lovingly caressed her now flat belly. He'd enjoy fucking this bitch from behind again once she was well and truly swollen with his seed, he decided, licking his tongue up her sweaty neck and nibbling on her ear as she trembled and took all of him. They stayed that way for several minutes, him still hard inside her, his hands caressing her front, as they both regained control of their senses.
Allison sighed. She was shocked that she'd let this happen again. Was she really a slut, like Jeff had said? If he hadn't taken advantage of the situation again, she could have fought him, she thought, and heard herself moan when he slowly pulled out of her. She wasn't sure her legs could support her but didn't have to worry about it. After pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it aside, Jeff leaned down and wrapping an arm behind her legs, lifted her up and started carrying her to the back of the house. She wasn't even paying attention to what was happening, she was still so entranced by her orgasm, which had been the most powerful so far. When she realized Jeff was carrying her into her bedroom, she began to focus again on what was happening.
He tossed her onto the bed and stood over her like a powerful Adonis, surveying his spoils of war. He ran lust-filled eyes up and down her toned body, licking his lips when he got to her firm, but heavy tits. She wanted to push herself up but knew it would be pointless to resist. Jeff would have his way whether she wanted him to or not.
Placing one knee on the bed between her thighs, he lifted her hips and lowered his head at the same time. Jeff licked his lips as he lowered his mouth to her juicy cunt. There was nothing he loved more than tasting himself inside a hot pussy. He circled his tongue around her clit and heard her give a tiny scream of shocked pleasure. He sucked at her honeypot for several minutes, cleaning her out, before lifting himself and staring down at the mindless woman on the bed. With a satisfied smile, he crawled onto the bed and settled himself between her thighs, his cock nudging at her pussy lips. This time, he decided, he'd take her slow and easy. Pushing inside, he put about half his cock in and held still, waiting for her reaction. She began to squirm and then push her hips up, trying to get more of him.
"Uh-uh-uh," he whispered. "You have to do as I say unless you want your husband to find out, remember?" The mention of her husband had a sobering effect on the beauty. She stilled and tried staring at the ceiling. She bit her lower lip when, circling his hips, he slowly slid the rest of the way in. "Wrap your legs around me," he told her, and she did. Slowly, he slid out again and leaned down to lick at her tempting nipple. Pushing slowly forward again, he felt her pussy muscles contract around him and knew he'd brought her to her quickest orgasm yet. Grabbing her asscheeks, he leaned back and then set a slow, steady rhythm that drove her crazy. He teased her unmercifully for several minutes until she begged, "Please..."
"Please what?" "Please give it to me." "You want my black cock in your pussy?" "Yes!"
He picked up speed, then slowed down again, just as she was about to reach orgasm, and demanded, "Are you going to show up tomorrow night for rehearsals?"
She whimpered and begged, "Please..."
"Are you?"
She nodded her head. "Yes! Yes, I'll do anything. Just stick it back in!"
With a grunt, he gave it to her hard, wringing a scream of pleasure from her. He began pounding her into her marriage bed and grunted loudly as he began to shoot his cum into her hungry pussy once more.
Allison continued to pant and try to catch her breath as Jeff pulled out of her and got off the bed. Leaning down, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard for a few seconds before straightening and smiling down at her. "Be at the theatre at seven. If you're not there, I'm calling your husband as soon as he gets back."
When Allison walked into the theater, the first person she saw was a large black man setting up some props on stage. She paused in her steps, especially since she'd only been expecting to find Jeff. Was tonight a legitimate rehearsal, she wondered? and relaxed, because she wasn't sure she could handle the guilt from another encounter with Jeff, no matter how much he blackmailed her.
The man, who was slightly shorter than Jeff, but more stocky, spotted her standing in the aisle and called out, "Hey there! You must be Allison."
She nodded. "I'm Derek, the director of this play," he introduced himself, jumping off the stage to greet her. "Jeff tells me you're a great actress. I trust his judgment so much, I didn't even hold auditions for the role of Kathy. I hope you're worth it, but I have a feeling, just by looking at you, that you will be."
Allison blushed beneath the compliment and said, "T-Thank you. Jeff says you're a great director. I'm looking forward to working with you."
Jeff was watching from the shadows and grinned when he heard her say that. "Derek" was actually an ex-student of his named Eddie, or Horse as the ladies called him for obvious reasons. Jeff was big at 11 inches, but Eddie was something else altogether. His 12 inch cock was as fat as Allison's forearm. When he'd decided to take things farther with the white beauty, Jeff'd instantly thought of the well-hung man he'd become friends with outside of the theatre. Eddie had been delighted to get in on the deal. He preferred white booty anyway and loved a challenge. He also was a great actor, and Jeff knew he'd fool Allison into thinking he was really a director without hardship.
When he stepped into the light, wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Allison flinched and almost took a step back. Her eyes were wide--in fright?--as she watched him walk toward them.
"Hey Allison," he greeted naturally. "Ready for our next rehearsal?"
She nodded, putting up a brave front. "Ready and waiting," she told him.
"Great," Eddie said, running his hands together in anticipation. Allison noticed a young, pale man appear from backstage, and Jeff asked him, "Everything all set?"
The teen nodded and smiled shyly at Allison. "Sure thing Jeff. I'm gonna hit the road now unless you need me to hang around."
Jeff shook his head. He'd asked Kenny to stay behind and do a few errands so his presence would help Allison feel more at ease that this was a real rehearsal. He told the k** he could leave, and Eddie turned to Allison and asked, "Do you have your script?"
She nodded and pulled it out from her bag. "We'll start with the first scene and run all the way through," he told her, settling into one of the seats with his own script in hand. "I'd like to do a full dress rehearsal if that's not a problem?"
Allison knew that meant she'd have to strip down for certain scenes and wanted to protest. But one look at Jeff and she knew she had to do whatever Derek wanted.
The first scene was fairly simple--Jeff and Allison were in the couple's living room, discussing problems with their family. In the second scene, they had to do some heavy petting, and Allison tried not to freeze when Jeff tugged her into an embrace on the prop sofa. Jeff was really getting into kissing her but she knew Derek was watching and couldn't relax. She was afraid the other man would realize something real was going on between his two actors.
After a few minutes, Derek yelled, "Cut! Allison, put a little more feeling into it!"
Allison took a deep breath and told herself to remember the role. She could act this part and forget about everything in her personal life, she told herself. Reaching out, this time she initiated a deep kiss with Jeff that had her tongue sliding into his moist mouth with passion.
Jeff groaned and pulled her closer, sliding his large hand beneath her shirt and cupping her heavy breast. he was disappointed to feel that she was wearing a bra, and sought to change that by unhooking the clasp and freeing her firm mounds into his palms. Then he slid his hand down her thigh and took the liberty of sliding his hand inside her shorts. A few fingers worked inside her pussy, causing her to whimper and squirm, and he smiled, feeling how drenched she already was. Not to mention well prepared for what he had in store.
"Great! Now let's work on our first love scene," Derek called out a few minutes later. Allison was panting and so hot and wet she was afraid she'd slide off the sofa. Derek told her she could change into a bathrobe in the dressing room if she wasn't comfortable going full nude yet, and she took advantage of the reprieve to do just that. Derek sprang onto the stage, and with Jeff's help, replaced the sofa with the same bed she and Jeff had fucked in the other night. By the time she emerged, dressed only in a short, blue silk robe, they had the next scene all set up.
She was surprised to see that Derek had shed all of his clothes except for a pair of boxers that barely seemed able to contain him. "What's going on?" she asked, looking round for Jeff and spotting him in the seat Derek had been sitting in earlier. He smiled and slid lustful eyes up and down her partially clad body, making her shiver.
"Well, I'm the director, but I'm also Jeff's understudy. It's customary for the understudies to rehearse with their counterparts, and I thought I'd take over from Jeff in this scene if you don't mind. Jeff's going to direct us from here on out." He shrugged. "It was his idea."
Actually, Allison was relieved. She'd been worried that as hot as they'd gotten earlier, Jeff would try to take advantage of her beneath the covers, despite their having an audience. Relaxing, she nodded and smiled at the man, but before she could move, Jeff called out, "Allison, can I have a second?"
Blinking, she nodded and stepped down to where he was sitting. Jeff leaned forward and said softly so Derek couldn't hear, "Do you want your husband to find out what a slut you are?"
"No!" she denied. "Good, then I want you to be real nice to Derek," he told her.
Not understanding, she shrugged. "Haven't I been?"
Jeff smiled. "Sweetheart, I want you to be REAL nice to Derek. Get my drift?"
Of course she did. With a sigh of resignation, she argued, "I'll do the scene, and I'll be real nice to Derek, but I'm not sleeping with him."
Before he could answer, she turned away, stepping up and over to the bed and shedding her robe so she could slip under the covers. She'd left her underwear on, but she realized the green bikini panties and a lace bra didn't offer much covering when she saw Derek's eyes turn dark with desire before she could slip under the covers.
Eddie tried not to lick his lips when Allison removed her robe. Reminding himself of the role he was playing, he couldn't believe she'd fallen so easily for the line about understudies doing scenes with the leads, and he figured she'd agreed to follow Jeff's commands too. Stupid bitch. Sharing a private smile with Jeff, he picked up the covers and crawled in beside her, impatient to find out just how nice she'd be.
He pulled her silky body close and pretended to wait for Jeff's direction. Jeff started feeding them their motivation. Then added, "Remember you're so in love, you can't keep your hands off each other. Action!"
Allison squirmed when Derek's arms circled round her. They were so much larger than Jeff's, and so much more powerful. She remembered her lines and gently touched his muscled shoulders. "Rick, I love you so much! Make love to me now!"
"Anything you want, baby," he said, and mashed his thick lips to hers, wasting no time in prying open her mouth and licking his tongue against hers. Allison opened her mouth and closed her eyes, going with the flow like any good actress would. Maybe some heavy kissing would satisfy Jeff. She might even touch Derek, but she would not, absolutely not let him fuck her too.
She felt Derek shift over her and realized how much stronger than Jeff he was when his weight pressed her into the mattress. Still kissing her hot and deep, Derek began to work his hands over her body. His large hands covered her breasts and squeezed before moving down to her hips and thighs. When his hands grabbed her ass and pulled her against him, her eyes opened wide, not believing the bulge she felt against her stomach. It was huge! Even bigger than Jeff, if that was possible!
She moaned, almost coming to orgasm when he ground against her sensitive mound. She closed her eyes again and slid her hands over his muscled chest until they were wrapped around his shoulders, as she also snaked one leg around his solid thigh. She whimpered when she felt his hand slide into her panties over her asscheek and burrow between her legs from behind. His fingers were long and easily reached her anus from the angle. One finger pressed inside, and she moaned, wondering if Derek was really trying to turn her on or if he was just acting.
She'd almost forgotten about Jeff but couldn't see him, not with Derek on top of her and from the raised stage. If he was watching, did he know what was happening? Would he be happy with just this? she wondered when Derek's hand shifted and slid inside the front of her panties, finding her pussy lips and spreading them open, all the while he was kissing her hot and deep, making it hard for her to protest anything. "Oh, baby, you feel so good...so wet," Derek praised huskily, sliding his finger inside for a slow finger fuck.
He hadn't been frigging her for long when she felt herself tear loose in orgasm. She bucked beneath him and moaned, and bit her lip hard to keep from screaming out. She was so high on the feeling that she didn't realize Derek was removing her bra until it was already off. But then he seemed to realize what he was doing and stilled his actions.
"Sorry, Allison," he said, apparently full of remorse. "I guess I got carried away with the scene," he said, moving away guiltily. "I'll understand if you want to leave now."
Yes, that was a good idea, she decided, but when Derek made to move away, she lifted herself just far enough to see Jeff's frowning expression as he watched from below the stage. His eyes dared her to let Derek call a halt to the action, and she knew he would cause trouble for her if she didn't make nice with Derek.
Reaching out and stopping him, Allison slid one hand around Derek's bulging bicep, saying, "Please don't. I'm fine. Let's finish the scene, OK?"
Eddie feigned doubt and pretended to feel guilty about what he'd done. Shaking his head, he said, "If you're sure...?"
She nodded and slid back beneath the covers, waiting for him to crawl back on top of her. When he did, he seemed hesitant to start things where they'd left off, so she slid her hands along his muscled arms and lifted her mouth to his, biting at his lower lip to give him a hint.
Derek groaned and lowered back onto her, licking his tongue into her mouth. His hands tangled in her hair, holding her to him until she sighed with pleasure and kissed him back. When he asked, "You mean you want this too?" she remembered Jeff and nodded.
Derek groaned again and started running his hands all over her, pressing his bulge against her. When his fingers slid down her arm and met hers, then tried to press her hand downward, she realized he was trying to guide it to his cock. Allison gulped and said, "But Jeff--"
"He won't notice," Derek argued. "He'll just think we're doing the scene."
Well, if that's what it took for Jeff to be happy, Allison figured she could tolerate a handjob. After all, Derek had already done the same for her. She felt Derek lift up and arrange it so his cock was out of his boxers, and she followed his lead and reached for his throbbing manhood. When she found it, she realized she'd been right before. It was huge! She couldn't even wrap her fingers around the width!
"Mmm, yeah, like that," Derek groaned. "Don't be shy, baby."
Allison slowly began sliding her hand up and down the pole, trying to measure it's length. She estimated him to be about the same length as Jeff, if not slightly longer. She ran her thumb across the tip, trying to think of ways to bring him off fast, when she felt his hand slide between her legs again. When his fingers slid in her pussy, she was the one to moan and begin jacking him faster. As they masturbated each other, Allison felt herself on the brink of orgasm again and brought her other hand down, searching for his balls. When she found them, she squeezed and rubbed them and heard him grunt above her, "Fuck, that feels good!"
Just as she reached the breaking point, she felt him go off in her hand, his cum soaking the sheets between her legs and thighs. It felt like he must have pumped a gallon of fluid and was amazed at the amount his monster cock had produced. Thank god she didn't have to take it in her pussy!
He groaned and collapsed on top of her, his lips mashing against hers again. His tongue snaked into her mouth and they kissed for several more minutes as he pulled her body close to his. Allison was pleased that she'd brought him off so fast and knew Jeff couldn't find fault with what she'd done. But then she felt Derek slide his fingers into her pussy again and moaned, thinking yes, do it again! Oh, yes, just like that! As he was jacking her, she felt his cock grow and grow against her stomach and felt only a moment's urging to stop him from continuing. It just felt so good! Then he stopped frigging her and she felt him slowly push down, first, her panties to her knees, then his own underwear.
Allison realized what was about to happen and looked around for Jeff, but her view of the stage was empty. If he was still down there in the audience, he wasn't making a sound. She turned pleading eyes up to Derek, and whispered, "I'm married...Please, I can't do this. We don't have protection, and you're too big for me anyway."
Derek leaned down and kissed her again, murmuring one of his favorite lines, "Don't worry...it's not cheating if I only slide just the tip in you. You can handle that much....Come on, let me, baby? Please?" He teased her by rubbing the tip of his cock along her slick folds, spreading both their juices for lubrication.
Allison intended to refuse him, she really did, but he didn't wait on her to answer. His mammoth cock pressed against her and tried to push inside. He was so absolutely huge that she knew if not for her recent fucks with Jeff, he'd never be able to fit even the head in her.
The pressure of his penetration was so intense, she couldn't resist squirming beneath him to aid the attempt. But the pressure was also tempting, because she wondered what he'd feel like inside her. Nodding shakily beneath him, she gripped his shoulders and said in a trembling voice, "OK, but only put the tip in."
Licking his lips and raising up to his elbows, Derek looked down at her bare tits as he circled his hips and worked the head of his cock inside her. He hadn't even gotten an inch in yet and she started pushing at his shoulders, wincing and saying, "That's enough."
Eddie was past the point of no return. Reaching down, he grabbed her sexy white hips and pushed forward, ignoring her grunt of pain as he did so. With his right hand, he reached between them and found her clit, sliding his finger over the organ in a way that he knew would ease his entry. She squealed in delight and bucked upwards, and he was able to slide at least three inches in. "Oh god," she moaned. "It's soooo big!"
"Bigger than your husband?"
"God, yesssss!" she moaned, clutching at his shoulders as he tried to get another inch in. Trembling, she reminded him, "You've got the tip inside now."
Derek slowly withdrew and slid the tip back inside a couple of times until she was whimpering in pleasure. "You know," he told her, "we've done this much...what harm if we go all the way?"
"N-no protection," she reminded him.
"Come on, baby," he urged, sliding out and rubbing himself up and down her folds in teasing again. "I promise not to cum inside you. Let me go another few inches. Think of how good it'll feel."
Allison struggled with her conscience. She wanted him to fuck her so bad she couldn't stand it. But the possibility of pregnancy and her love for her husband held her back When Derek pushed the tip inside again, so slowly she felt every sensation as his ridges brushed against her nub of pleasure, she heard herself gasp and cry out, "OK, but remember to pull out before you cum!"
Licking his thick lips, he lowered himself and took the tip of her breast in his mouth, sucking as he pushed his cock inside her even further. Pretty soon, he had 9 inches in, but that was all she could take. Satisfied, Derek began humping her with slow, deliberate strokes until she cried out in release, pressing her feet flat on the bed and clutching at the sheets beneath her. The position allowed for an even deeper penetration, and Derek groaned as he sank in yet another inch.
For over thirty minutes, Derek kept stroking her and Allison had at least four more orgasms as he drilled her slow, then fast, slow, then fast with his cock. She'd forgotten all about Jeff and the play. All that mattered was the horse cock inside her and the pleasure it gave her. When he rolled over and pulled her on top, she cried out and began sliding up and down the massive pole. She'd never felt so full in her life!
"Ungh, baby, I'm gonna cum," he warned and rolled her back over, slowing his strokes. He deliberately hit at her pleasure point as he slowly began to withdraw completely, knowing she was close to orgasm again. Just as he thought, she moaned in disappointment when he pulled out, and looking confused and flushed, demanded, "Just a few more strokes. Please!"
Licking his lips, he fought hard not to cum then and there. "Can't...gonna cum."
"I don't care," she whimpered, looking flushed and wild. "Please..." she begged, clawing at his back.
Eddie slid back inside her, and Allison cried out, "Yes!" as he pounded her pussy again. His cock began to jerk and he knew he couldn't hold it in any longer. He felt the juice leave his balls and shoot up inside her just as she screamed louder than any woman he'd ever bedded. Her pussy milked his meat of every last drop as she quivered and spasmed beneath him.
Finally, he pulled his shrinking cock out of her and said, "That was a great fuck, baby. The best pussy I've ever had," as he licked into her mouth one last time.
Allison was still numb with pleasure as he crawled off her and slid out of bed. She heard him exchange a few words with Jeff and leave before she came back to her senses. The first thing she felt was the gallon of cum leaking out of her pussy and along the crack of her ass. My god! He'd filled her to the brim! The sheets made a sloshing sound as she moved, pushing herself up. When she saw Jeff, sitting there in the same spot he'd been before, he smiled and started clapping.
"Bravo! Excellent performance. Excellent!" he called out.
Swallowing, she wrapped one of the soaked sheets around her naked body and slid off the bed onto trembling legs. She doubted she'd be able to walk straight for another week!
"Where did he go?" she asked, looking around for Derek.
Jeff shrugged. "I think he got embarassed and left," he lied. "Now get down here and help me get myself off, bitch."
Allison realized his robe was pitching a ferocious tent and started shaking her head. "I can't...I'm too sore."
"Your mouth isn't. Now get down here."
With a sigh of resignation, Allison wondered how much longer Jeff would blackmail her as she stepped down until she was between his knees. Lowering herself, still clutching the sheets tight around her, she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. But Jeff wasn't satisfied until he had guided her mouth to the pole and was fucking her face, not caring if she got any satisfaction or not.
After he'd cum in her belly, she wiped her mouth and said, "That's it, Jeff. No more. You've gotten what you wanted. My husband will be home tomorrow, and after what happened with Derek, I'm dropping out of the play."
Seeing the determination in her eyes, Jeff decided he'd better play his cards right if he wanted some more of her sweet pussy. Nodding, he said, "OK, I'll tell Derek we have to find another actress. But you and I aren't finished yet. It's not over until I say it's over, got that?"
Sadly, she nodded. He watched her hurry into the dressing run to get dressed and then spotted Eddie as he stepped out of his hiding place. "Man, what a sweet pussy that is," Eddie said with a smile. "Too bad I'm so big. I'd love to fuck that ass."
In that moment, Jeff decided he'd rather not share Allison with Eddie again. He'd enjoyed seeing her take the bigger cock, but he didn't want her getting addicted to it. So he said, "Well, too bad, man. The gig's up. She figured it out and is backing out of the play."
"Damn!"
Jeff nodded and tried to hand the man his promised money. Eddie refused. "A shot at that piece of white pussy was payment enough. I'm the one who should be paying you!"
When Eddie left, Jeff sighed and started planning his next move.
"I'm afraid he made me pregnant," she sobbed. "Please, can you help me? My husband and I are trying for a baby, and I'm afraid he'll find out what happened. It'll be obvious if I have a baby! The man who ****d me was black," she explained.
After a humiliating examination, the female doctor tried in vain to get Allison to report the incident to the police, but she refused, saying she didn't want her husband Michael to find out what had happened. Finally, the doctor told Allison she could prescribe her emergency contraception, which might abort any c***d that had been conceived. But the doctor also warned against it due to a variety of complicated side effects and said that if it didn't work and a c***d had been conceived, the c***d could be born deformed. Allison, who had strict moral values, had struggled with the decision, but this was exactly why she'd come to the doctor. She didn't want to have a black baby, and she had convinced herself she'd go through with an abortion if necessary. She wasn't thinking rationally and agreed to the treatment.
When she got home, she curled up on her bed and cried. She cried for her husband, who didn't know what she'd done to betray their love, and for the c***d she might have had. And she cried because as much as she'd hated Jeff touching her, she'd secretly loved it too. She called Lisa and made up a story about why she couldn't attend acting class anymore.
"Why not?" Lisa argued. "What about the play? You don't know what a lucky break this is for you. You can't give up now Allison!" "I wish I didn't have to," she lied. "But Michael is jealous, and I'm afraid it'll ruin our marriage if I don't drop out." Lisa made noises about what a jerk Michael must be, and Allison almost cried on the phone. Michael wasn't a jerk. He was wonderful. He'd stood by her through so much, and she knew he'd always been faithful to her. EH'd never forgive her if he found out the truth!
Later that night, she was watching television when the phone rang. Expecting it to be her husband calling from his hotel room in Nevada, she was shocked to hear Jeff's deep voice instead. "What's this Lisa says about you quitting the class?" he demanded.
"You know why," she told him, growing angry that he'd dare call her after what had happened. "I don't ever want to see you again. You deliberately took advantage of me last night!"
"You wanted it as much as I did," he said. "And worse, you still do."
"No!" she denied, but deep down, she was afraid he was right.
"Don't ever call me again," she told him and slammed down the phone.
She hoped that he'd listen, but she realized she was afraid of what Jeff would do. He obviously wanted to continue an affair, and he knew she might be pregnant with his c***d. Either way, Allison decided she'd have to go back on the pill, just in case Jeff did try to pull anything else. She knew she couldn't resort to the same excuse with her doctor again, and she didn't want to have to face the reality of an abortion procedure.
The next day, she returned to work, determined to forget the whole incident. It wasn't easy, especially with Lisa's constant reminders that Jeff was disappointed that she'd quit the class and the play.
By the time she made it home from work, she was tired, emotionally and physically, from the strain of acting normal all day. She didn't normally drink, but she opened a bottle of wine and downed one glass, then two, quickly. After changing into some sweats and a tee shirt, she was moving toward the couch to watch TV when the doorbell rang.
Jeff watched through the window as the sexy white woman opened the door, the look on her face almost comical when she realized it was him. A red flush spread across her cheeks as she demanded, "What are you doing here?" "We need to talk."
"No way!" she refused, trying to block the doorway so that he couldn't come in. "We have nothing to talk about."
"Oh really?" he asked, quirking one eyebrow. Looking past her, he asked, "So is your husband home or should I just try to give him a call at work sometime?"
"W-What?" she stammered.
"I figured if you won't talk to me about what happened, he will. Now are you going to let me inside or what?"
Reluctantly, Allison stepped aside, letting him step into the home she shared with her husband. Jeff figured she was starting to catch on to the reason for his visit and couldn't wait to tear into that white pussy again. Licking his lips, he watched her try to cover her braless chest with crossed arms, obviously trembling with nervous tension at his sudden appearance. Good. It would make it all the more enjoyable to experience her submission if she put up a fight.
"Well?" she demanded. "Say what you came to say. My husband will call soon, and I don't want you here when he does."
So her husband was still away on business? Even better, he decided. "I came to tell you I'm not letting you drop out of the play," he said. "Your understudy isn't available anymore, and if you drop out now, we're screwed."
Shaking her head, she frowned at him. "I'm NOT doing the play Jeff. Not after what happened the other night."
"Baby, I'm afraid you don't have a choice, not if you don't want your husband to find out his sweet little wife is a slut."
Allison gasped, knowing her worst fears were coming true. Still, she refused to give in. "It's your word against mine. He won't believe you!"
"Oh, no?" he smiled, thinking of his black baby already nestling in her belly. "Well, will he believe the video tape from the security cameras in the theatre?" he lied. There weren't any cameras in the theatre, but she didn't know that. "And if that's not enough, I think he'll probably figure out nine months from now anyway, don't you?" he added with a smirk.
"V-v-videotape?" she repeated nervously. "There were cameras?"
"Oh, yeah baby. I watched the tape this morning. Got me real hard again. In fact, it made me realize we're not through with each other yet. We're gonna do the play, and we're gonna seek a little satuisfaction on the side too."
"What do you mean? We can't--"
"Oh yeah," he said, moving over to the sofa and sitting down. Settling back, comfortable, he watched her with lust-filled eyes. "You see, if you don't do everything I tell you, your husband is gonna get a copy of that tape delivered to his office. Then I'll send one to your parents back home."
"No!" she whispered, looking defeated all of a sudden.
He nodded his head, and spread his legs wide, saying, "It's up to you. Do you want your husband to find out?"
Meekly, she shook her head. "Then on your knees, bitch. I think I need a little servicing over here."
Allison debated her actions. She would do whatever it took for Michael not to find out what had happened, but she'd only started taking the pill again yesterday. She doubted it was in her system enough to do any good yet. When she hesitated, he said, "What are you waiting for?"
"I won't sleep with you again," she said. "I can't."
Jeff knew she would, but it might help hurry his satisfaction if she believed she wasn't going to, so he nodded and said, "There are other ways." He reached down and unzipped his pants, then shoved them over his hips so that his semi-erect cock was poking out of his jeans, ready for attention. Allison had only ever blown her husband, and she hated doing it even then. But she knew how to give a good hand job. Sinking to her knees in front of him, she reached out and gently touched the tip of the monster that had given her so much pleasure yesterday. It was so black against her white hand that she stopped and stared at the contrast in disbelief. Jeff grew impatient and bucked his hips, pushing his cock into her grasp. Slowly, she began pumping her hand up and down over the shaft, and he moaned. "Oh, yeah." She reached with her other hand and cupped his balls, squeezing softly as she worked her hand faster over the black pole.
Jeff loved what she was doing but knew she could do even better. He buried his hands in her honey blonde hair and tugged her head forward, urging her face closer to the shaft. Allison knew what he wanted and struggled, still hoping she could get away with less. But his hands on her head were insistent, and she had no choice but to take the pole between her lips.
"Ungh, oh yeah," Jeff moaned in approval as her mouth engulfed his cockhead. He was so thick and long that she had trouble taking the head in, but he helped her, shoving his hips forward while he pushed her head down.
Allison gagged after taking the first six inches. She didn't think she could handle anymore, but his hands refused to let her go. She held herself still and concentrated on breathing out her nose while he pumped her mouth, just like he had her pussy. When she felt him push deeper into her throat, she struggled to take it all in. "Ungh!" he grunted about fifteen minutes later. "I'm getting ready to cum, bitch. Get ready..."
She felt him tense and hold still and felt the gush of hot liquid fill her belly. She tried swallowing to keep from drowning and sighed in relief when he finished, pulling his 11-inch shaft out of her mouth, a line of cum and spit trailing after his cock and landing all over her chin.
Jeff fell back against the couch, drained for the moment and satisfied that she'd given him one of the best blowjobs he'd ever had. He knew she'd hated it, which increased his satisfaction all the more. This white bitch deserved a little payback for looking down on him for the color of his skin.
Allison was struggling to catch her breath and come to terms with what she'd done. She felt like she was in a adze, not sure which way was up, probably from lack of oxygen to her brain. She barely heard the peel of the telephone and started when Jeff asked, "Aren't you going to get that?"
Blinking, she pushed herself to her feet and reached for the cordless phone. Her husband's voice was cheerful as he greeted her and asked, "How's it going, honey? Miss me much?" "Of course I do," she told him. "I miss you like crazy."
Turning her back away from Jeff, who was still sprawled with his cock sticking out of his jeans on her couch, Allison moved to the back of the sofa and lowered her voice. "When will you come home? Do you know yet?"
Jeff was listening to her side of the conversation and knew she was talking to her wimp of a husband. A smile curved his lips as he thought of sliding inside her tight pussy while she talked to the other man. Standing up, he shoved out of his jeans completely, took off his shoes and shirt and walked over to where she was standing with her back to him.
He didn't give her time to know what was happening. Quickly he grabbed hold of her sweatpants, pulled them to her knees and turned and shoved her over the back of the sofa.
"Uh! No, no, I'm OK," she was saying as she gasped in surprise and started to struggle. Jeff smiled to himself as he held her firmly planted to the back of the sofa with a hand in the middle of her back. With his other hand, he tugged at her panties until they too were at her knees. "I just knocked something over," she lied as Jeff lined his cock up with her pussy and began to rub it up and down her pussy lips, teasing her, Finally, he began to push inside her, so slowly he knew she'd feel every sensation in spades. "Ungh!" she breathed when he hit bottom, then added, "I, uh, really need to go honey. I need to clean up this mess."
Jeff slowly pulled out and then slid back inside, feeling her pussy clamp tight to his black meat when he did so. Allison was starting to pant and couldn't focus on what her husband was saying to her especially when Jeff's big, black hands snaked under her shirt and began fondling her sensitive tits from behind. Michael didn't want to let her off the phone, but as Jeff's hips began a steady rhythm of thrusts into her soaked pussy, she felt herself reaching a dangerous peak of no return. If she didn't get off the phone soon, Michael would hear her get off for real, big time.
Jeff watched as his whole cock pushed inside her until his crotch was buried against hers. Few women had ever been able to take all of him in, and he moaned at the tight heat surrounding him. "Fuck," he breathed in a mixture of pleasure and pain, and began to pound her harder. Allison bit her lip, trying not to scream out each time he thrust into her. "What? No, no one's here," she panted. "Just the TV. Now I need to go. L-l-love you," she quivered as Jeff began shaking her with his pounding. Thankfully her husband ended the call, and she dropped the phone just as her orgasm hit its peak. Crying out, "Oh, god!" she spasmed and clutched at the couch cushions while Jeff continued to hammer away behind her. Just as she was coming down, she felt him groan and clutch her hips, pulling her hard against his crotch as he let lose the floodgates and shot stream after stream of hot cum inside her womb again.
Pulling her into a standing position, her back against his frontside, Jeff bucked into her one last time, making sure his seed went deep as one of his large black hands slid up and lovingly caressed her now flat belly. He'd enjoy fucking this bitch from behind again once she was well and truly swollen with his seed, he decided, licking his tongue up her sweaty neck and nibbling on her ear as she trembled and took all of him. They stayed that way for several minutes, him still hard inside her, his hands caressing her front, as they both regained control of their senses.
Allison sighed. She was shocked that she'd let this happen again. Was she really a slut, like Jeff had said? If he hadn't taken advantage of the situation again, she could have fought him, she thought, and heard herself moan when he slowly pulled out of her. She wasn't sure her legs could support her but didn't have to worry about it. After pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it aside, Jeff leaned down and wrapping an arm behind her legs, lifted her up and started carrying her to the back of the house. She wasn't even paying attention to what was happening, she was still so entranced by her orgasm, which had been the most powerful so far. When she realized Jeff was carrying her into her bedroom, she began to focus again on what was happening.
He tossed her onto the bed and stood over her like a powerful Adonis, surveying his spoils of war. He ran lust-filled eyes up and down her toned body, licking his lips when he got to her firm, but heavy tits. She wanted to push herself up but knew it would be pointless to resist. Jeff would have his way whether she wanted him to or not.
Placing one knee on the bed between her thighs, he lifted her hips and lowered his head at the same time. Jeff licked his lips as he lowered his mouth to her juicy cunt. There was nothing he loved more than tasting himself inside a hot pussy. He circled his tongue around her clit and heard her give a tiny scream of shocked pleasure. He sucked at her honeypot for several minutes, cleaning her out, before lifting himself and staring down at the mindless woman on the bed. With a satisfied smile, he crawled onto the bed and settled himself between her thighs, his cock nudging at her pussy lips. This time, he decided, he'd take her slow and easy. Pushing inside, he put about half his cock in and held still, waiting for her reaction. She began to squirm and then push her hips up, trying to get more of him.
"Uh-uh-uh," he whispered. "You have to do as I say unless you want your husband to find out, remember?" The mention of her husband had a sobering effect on the beauty. She stilled and tried staring at the ceiling. She bit her lower lip when, circling his hips, he slowly slid the rest of the way in. "Wrap your legs around me," he told her, and she did. Slowly, he slid out again and leaned down to lick at her tempting nipple. Pushing slowly forward again, he felt her pussy muscles contract around him and knew he'd brought her to her quickest orgasm yet. Grabbing her asscheeks, he leaned back and then set a slow, steady rhythm that drove her crazy. He teased her unmercifully for several minutes until she begged, "Please..."
"Please what?" "Please give it to me." "You want my black cock in your pussy?" "Yes!"
He picked up speed, then slowed down again, just as she was about to reach orgasm, and demanded, "Are you going to show up tomorrow night for rehearsals?"
She whimpered and begged, "Please..."
"Are you?"
She nodded her head. "Yes! Yes, I'll do anything. Just stick it back in!"
With a grunt, he gave it to her hard, wringing a scream of pleasure from her. He began pounding her into her marriage bed and grunted loudly as he began to shoot his cum into her hungry pussy once more.
Allison continued to pant and try to catch her breath as Jeff pulled out of her and got off the bed. Leaning down, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard for a few seconds before straightening and smiling down at her. "Be at the theatre at seven. If you're not there, I'm calling your husband as soon as he gets back."
When Allison walked into the theater, the first person she saw was a large black man setting up some props on stage. She paused in her steps, especially since she'd only been expecting to find Jeff. Was tonight a legitimate rehearsal, she wondered? and relaxed, because she wasn't sure she could handle the guilt from another encounter with Jeff, no matter how much he blackmailed her.
The man, who was slightly shorter than Jeff, but more stocky, spotted her standing in the aisle and called out, "Hey there! You must be Allison."
She nodded. "I'm Derek, the director of this play," he introduced himself, jumping off the stage to greet her. "Jeff tells me you're a great actress. I trust his judgment so much, I didn't even hold auditions for the role of Kathy. I hope you're worth it, but I have a feeling, just by looking at you, that you will be."
Allison blushed beneath the compliment and said, "T-Thank you. Jeff says you're a great director. I'm looking forward to working with you."
Jeff was watching from the shadows and grinned when he heard her say that. "Derek" was actually an ex-student of his named Eddie, or Horse as the ladies called him for obvious reasons. Jeff was big at 11 inches, but Eddie was something else altogether. His 12 inch cock was as fat as Allison's forearm. When he'd decided to take things farther with the white beauty, Jeff'd instantly thought of the well-hung man he'd become friends with outside of the theatre. Eddie had been delighted to get in on the deal. He preferred white booty anyway and loved a challenge. He also was a great actor, and Jeff knew he'd fool Allison into thinking he was really a director without hardship.
When he stepped into the light, wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Allison flinched and almost took a step back. Her eyes were wide--in fright?--as she watched him walk toward them.
"Hey Allison," he greeted naturally. "Ready for our next rehearsal?"
She nodded, putting up a brave front. "Ready and waiting," she told him.
"Great," Eddie said, running his hands together in anticipation. Allison noticed a young, pale man appear from backstage, and Jeff asked him, "Everything all set?"
The teen nodded and smiled shyly at Allison. "Sure thing Jeff. I'm gonna hit the road now unless you need me to hang around."
Jeff shook his head. He'd asked Kenny to stay behind and do a few errands so his presence would help Allison feel more at ease that this was a real rehearsal. He told the k** he could leave, and Eddie turned to Allison and asked, "Do you have your script?"
She nodded and pulled it out from her bag. "We'll start with the first scene and run all the way through," he told her, settling into one of the seats with his own script in hand. "I'd like to do a full dress rehearsal if that's not a problem?"
Allison knew that meant she'd have to strip down for certain scenes and wanted to protest. But one look at Jeff and she knew she had to do whatever Derek wanted.
The first scene was fairly simple--Jeff and Allison were in the couple's living room, discussing problems with their family. In the second scene, they had to do some heavy petting, and Allison tried not to freeze when Jeff tugged her into an embrace on the prop sofa. Jeff was really getting into kissing her but she knew Derek was watching and couldn't relax. She was afraid the other man would realize something real was going on between his two actors.
After a few minutes, Derek yelled, "Cut! Allison, put a little more feeling into it!"
Allison took a deep breath and told herself to remember the role. She could act this part and forget about everything in her personal life, she told herself. Reaching out, this time she initiated a deep kiss with Jeff that had her tongue sliding into his moist mouth with passion.
Jeff groaned and pulled her closer, sliding his large hand beneath her shirt and cupping her heavy breast. he was disappointed to feel that she was wearing a bra, and sought to change that by unhooking the clasp and freeing her firm mounds into his palms. Then he slid his hand down her thigh and took the liberty of sliding his hand inside her shorts. A few fingers worked inside her pussy, causing her to whimper and squirm, and he smiled, feeling how drenched she already was. Not to mention well prepared for what he had in store.
"Great! Now let's work on our first love scene," Derek called out a few minutes later. Allison was panting and so hot and wet she was afraid she'd slide off the sofa. Derek told her she could change into a bathrobe in the dressing room if she wasn't comfortable going full nude yet, and she took advantage of the reprieve to do just that. Derek sprang onto the stage, and with Jeff's help, replaced the sofa with the same bed she and Jeff had fucked in the other night. By the time she emerged, dressed only in a short, blue silk robe, they had the next scene all set up.
She was surprised to see that Derek had shed all of his clothes except for a pair of boxers that barely seemed able to contain him. "What's going on?" she asked, looking round for Jeff and spotting him in the seat Derek had been sitting in earlier. He smiled and slid lustful eyes up and down her partially clad body, making her shiver.
"Well, I'm the director, but I'm also Jeff's understudy. It's customary for the understudies to rehearse with their counterparts, and I thought I'd take over from Jeff in this scene if you don't mind. Jeff's going to direct us from here on out." He shrugged. "It was his idea."
Actually, Allison was relieved. She'd been worried that as hot as they'd gotten earlier, Jeff would try to take advantage of her beneath the covers, despite their having an audience. Relaxing, she nodded and smiled at the man, but before she could move, Jeff called out, "Allison, can I have a second?"
Blinking, she nodded and stepped down to where he was sitting. Jeff leaned forward and said softly so Derek couldn't hear, "Do you want your husband to find out what a slut you are?"
"No!" she denied. "Good, then I want you to be real nice to Derek," he told her.
Not understanding, she shrugged. "Haven't I been?"
Jeff smiled. "Sweetheart, I want you to be REAL nice to Derek. Get my drift?"
Of course she did. With a sigh of resignation, she argued, "I'll do the scene, and I'll be real nice to Derek, but I'm not sleeping with him."
Before he could answer, she turned away, stepping up and over to the bed and shedding her robe so she could slip under the covers. She'd left her underwear on, but she realized the green bikini panties and a lace bra didn't offer much covering when she saw Derek's eyes turn dark with desire before she could slip under the covers.
Eddie tried not to lick his lips when Allison removed her robe. Reminding himself of the role he was playing, he couldn't believe she'd fallen so easily for the line about understudies doing scenes with the leads, and he figured she'd agreed to follow Jeff's commands too. Stupid bitch. Sharing a private smile with Jeff, he picked up the covers and crawled in beside her, impatient to find out just how nice she'd be.
He pulled her silky body close and pretended to wait for Jeff's direction. Jeff started feeding them their motivation. Then added, "Remember you're so in love, you can't keep your hands off each other. Action!"
Allison squirmed when Derek's arms circled round her. They were so much larger than Jeff's, and so much more powerful. She remembered her lines and gently touched his muscled shoulders. "Rick, I love you so much! Make love to me now!"
"Anything you want, baby," he said, and mashed his thick lips to hers, wasting no time in prying open her mouth and licking his tongue against hers. Allison opened her mouth and closed her eyes, going with the flow like any good actress would. Maybe some heavy kissing would satisfy Jeff. She might even touch Derek, but she would not, absolutely not let him fuck her too.
She felt Derek shift over her and realized how much stronger than Jeff he was when his weight pressed her into the mattress. Still kissing her hot and deep, Derek began to work his hands over her body. His large hands covered her breasts and squeezed before moving down to her hips and thighs. When his hands grabbed her ass and pulled her against him, her eyes opened wide, not believing the bulge she felt against her stomach. It was huge! Even bigger than Jeff, if that was possible!
She moaned, almost coming to orgasm when he ground against her sensitive mound. She closed her eyes again and slid her hands over his muscled chest until they were wrapped around his shoulders, as she also snaked one leg around his solid thigh. She whimpered when she felt his hand slide into her panties over her asscheek and burrow between her legs from behind. His fingers were long and easily reached her anus from the angle. One finger pressed inside, and she moaned, wondering if Derek was really trying to turn her on or if he was just acting.
She'd almost forgotten about Jeff but couldn't see him, not with Derek on top of her and from the raised stage. If he was watching, did he know what was happening? Would he be happy with just this? she wondered when Derek's hand shifted and slid inside the front of her panties, finding her pussy lips and spreading them open, all the while he was kissing her hot and deep, making it hard for her to protest anything. "Oh, baby, you feel so good...so wet," Derek praised huskily, sliding his finger inside for a slow finger fuck.
He hadn't been frigging her for long when she felt herself tear loose in orgasm. She bucked beneath him and moaned, and bit her lip hard to keep from screaming out. She was so high on the feeling that she didn't realize Derek was removing her bra until it was already off. But then he seemed to realize what he was doing and stilled his actions.
"Sorry, Allison," he said, apparently full of remorse. "I guess I got carried away with the scene," he said, moving away guiltily. "I'll understand if you want to leave now."
Yes, that was a good idea, she decided, but when Derek made to move away, she lifted herself just far enough to see Jeff's frowning expression as he watched from below the stage. His eyes dared her to let Derek call a halt to the action, and she knew he would cause trouble for her if she didn't make nice with Derek.
Reaching out and stopping him, Allison slid one hand around Derek's bulging bicep, saying, "Please don't. I'm fine. Let's finish the scene, OK?"
Eddie feigned doubt and pretended to feel guilty about what he'd done. Shaking his head, he said, "If you're sure...?"
She nodded and slid back beneath the covers, waiting for him to crawl back on top of her. When he did, he seemed hesitant to start things where they'd left off, so she slid her hands along his muscled arms and lifted her mouth to his, biting at his lower lip to give him a hint.
Derek groaned and lowered back onto her, licking his tongue into her mouth. His hands tangled in her hair, holding her to him until she sighed with pleasure and kissed him back. When he asked, "You mean you want this too?" she remembered Jeff and nodded.
Derek groaned again and started running his hands all over her, pressing his bulge against her. When his fingers slid down her arm and met hers, then tried to press her hand downward, she realized he was trying to guide it to his cock. Allison gulped and said, "But Jeff--"
"He won't notice," Derek argued. "He'll just think we're doing the scene."
Well, if that's what it took for Jeff to be happy, Allison figured she could tolerate a handjob. After all, Derek had already done the same for her. She felt Derek lift up and arrange it so his cock was out of his boxers, and she followed his lead and reached for his throbbing manhood. When she found it, she realized she'd been right before. It was huge! She couldn't even wrap her fingers around the width!
"Mmm, yeah, like that," Derek groaned. "Don't be shy, baby."
Allison slowly began sliding her hand up and down the pole, trying to measure it's length. She estimated him to be about the same length as Jeff, if not slightly longer. She ran her thumb across the tip, trying to think of ways to bring him off fast, when she felt his hand slide between her legs again. When his fingers slid in her pussy, she was the one to moan and begin jacking him faster. As they masturbated each other, Allison felt herself on the brink of orgasm again and brought her other hand down, searching for his balls. When she found them, she squeezed and rubbed them and heard him grunt above her, "Fuck, that feels good!"
Just as she reached the breaking point, she felt him go off in her hand, his cum soaking the sheets between her legs and thighs. It felt like he must have pumped a gallon of fluid and was amazed at the amount his monster cock had produced. Thank god she didn't have to take it in her pussy!
He groaned and collapsed on top of her, his lips mashing against hers again. His tongue snaked into her mouth and they kissed for several more minutes as he pulled her body close to his. Allison was pleased that she'd brought him off so fast and knew Jeff couldn't find fault with what she'd done. But then she felt Derek slide his fingers into her pussy again and moaned, thinking yes, do it again! Oh, yes, just like that! As he was jacking her, she felt his cock grow and grow against her stomach and felt only a moment's urging to stop him from continuing. It just felt so good! Then he stopped frigging her and she felt him slowly push down, first, her panties to her knees, then his own underwear.
Allison realized what was about to happen and looked around for Jeff, but her view of the stage was empty. If he was still down there in the audience, he wasn't making a sound. She turned pleading eyes up to Derek, and whispered, "I'm married...Please, I can't do this. We don't have protection, and you're too big for me anyway."
Derek leaned down and kissed her again, murmuring one of his favorite lines, "Don't worry...it's not cheating if I only slide just the tip in you. You can handle that much....Come on, let me, baby? Please?" He teased her by rubbing the tip of his cock along her slick folds, spreading both their juices for lubrication.
Allison intended to refuse him, she really did, but he didn't wait on her to answer. His mammoth cock pressed against her and tried to push inside. He was so absolutely huge that she knew if not for her recent fucks with Jeff, he'd never be able to fit even the head in her.
The pressure of his penetration was so intense, she couldn't resist squirming beneath him to aid the attempt. But the pressure was also tempting, because she wondered what he'd feel like inside her. Nodding shakily beneath him, she gripped his shoulders and said in a trembling voice, "OK, but only put the tip in."
Licking his lips and raising up to his elbows, Derek looked down at her bare tits as he circled his hips and worked the head of his cock inside her. He hadn't even gotten an inch in yet and she started pushing at his shoulders, wincing and saying, "That's enough."
Eddie was past the point of no return. Reaching down, he grabbed her sexy white hips and pushed forward, ignoring her grunt of pain as he did so. With his right hand, he reached between them and found her clit, sliding his finger over the organ in a way that he knew would ease his entry. She squealed in delight and bucked upwards, and he was able to slide at least three inches in. "Oh god," she moaned. "It's soooo big!"
"Bigger than your husband?"
"God, yesssss!" she moaned, clutching at his shoulders as he tried to get another inch in. Trembling, she reminded him, "You've got the tip inside now."
Derek slowly withdrew and slid the tip back inside a couple of times until she was whimpering in pleasure. "You know," he told her, "we've done this much...what harm if we go all the way?"
"N-no protection," she reminded him.
"Come on, baby," he urged, sliding out and rubbing himself up and down her folds in teasing again. "I promise not to cum inside you. Let me go another few inches. Think of how good it'll feel."
Allison struggled with her conscience. She wanted him to fuck her so bad she couldn't stand it. But the possibility of pregnancy and her love for her husband held her back When Derek pushed the tip inside again, so slowly she felt every sensation as his ridges brushed against her nub of pleasure, she heard herself gasp and cry out, "OK, but remember to pull out before you cum!"
Licking his thick lips, he lowered himself and took the tip of her breast in his mouth, sucking as he pushed his cock inside her even further. Pretty soon, he had 9 inches in, but that was all she could take. Satisfied, Derek began humping her with slow, deliberate strokes until she cried out in release, pressing her feet flat on the bed and clutching at the sheets beneath her. The position allowed for an even deeper penetration, and Derek groaned as he sank in yet another inch.
For over thirty minutes, Derek kept stroking her and Allison had at least four more orgasms as he drilled her slow, then fast, slow, then fast with his cock. She'd forgotten all about Jeff and the play. All that mattered was the horse cock inside her and the pleasure it gave her. When he rolled over and pulled her on top, she cried out and began sliding up and down the massive pole. She'd never felt so full in her life!
"Ungh, baby, I'm gonna cum," he warned and rolled her back over, slowing his strokes. He deliberately hit at her pleasure point as he slowly began to withdraw completely, knowing she was close to orgasm again. Just as he thought, she moaned in disappointment when he pulled out, and looking confused and flushed, demanded, "Just a few more strokes. Please!"
Licking his lips, he fought hard not to cum then and there. "Can't...gonna cum."
"I don't care," she whimpered, looking flushed and wild. "Please..." she begged, clawing at his back.
Eddie slid back inside her, and Allison cried out, "Yes!" as he pounded her pussy again. His cock began to jerk and he knew he couldn't hold it in any longer. He felt the juice leave his balls and shoot up inside her just as she screamed louder than any woman he'd ever bedded. Her pussy milked his meat of every last drop as she quivered and spasmed beneath him.
Finally, he pulled his shrinking cock out of her and said, "That was a great fuck, baby. The best pussy I've ever had," as he licked into her mouth one last time.
Allison was still numb with pleasure as he crawled off her and slid out of bed. She heard him exchange a few words with Jeff and leave before she came back to her senses. The first thing she felt was the gallon of cum leaking out of her pussy and along the crack of her ass. My god! He'd filled her to the brim! The sheets made a sloshing sound as she moved, pushing herself up. When she saw Jeff, sitting there in the same spot he'd been before, he smiled and started clapping.
"Bravo! Excellent performance. Excellent!" he called out.
Swallowing, she wrapped one of the soaked sheets around her naked body and slid off the bed onto trembling legs. She doubted she'd be able to walk straight for another week!
"Where did he go?" she asked, looking around for Derek.
Jeff shrugged. "I think he got embarassed and left," he lied. "Now get down here and help me get myself off, bitch."
Allison realized his robe was pitching a ferocious tent and started shaking her head. "I can't...I'm too sore."
"Your mouth isn't. Now get down here."
With a sigh of resignation, Allison wondered how much longer Jeff would blackmail her as she stepped down until she was between his knees. Lowering herself, still clutching the sheets tight around her, she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. But Jeff wasn't satisfied until he had guided her mouth to the pole and was fucking her face, not caring if she got any satisfaction or not.
After he'd cum in her belly, she wiped her mouth and said, "That's it, Jeff. No more. You've gotten what you wanted. My husband will be home tomorrow, and after what happened with Derek, I'm dropping out of the play."
Seeing the determination in her eyes, Jeff decided he'd better play his cards right if he wanted some more of her sweet pussy. Nodding, he said, "OK, I'll tell Derek we have to find another actress. But you and I aren't finished yet. It's not over until I say it's over, got that?"
Sadly, she nodded. He watched her hurry into the dressing run to get dressed and then spotted Eddie as he stepped out of his hiding place. "Man, what a sweet pussy that is," Eddie said with a smile. "Too bad I'm so big. I'd love to fuck that ass."
In that moment, Jeff decided he'd rather not share Allison with Eddie again. He'd enjoyed seeing her take the bigger cock, but he didn't want her getting addicted to it. So he said, "Well, too bad, man. The gig's up. She figured it out and is backing out of the play."
"Damn!"
Jeff nodded and tried to hand the man his promised money. Eddie refused. "A shot at that piece of white pussy was payment enough. I'm the one who should be paying you!"
When Eddie left, Jeff sighed and started planning his next move.
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