Mesmorizing Mary Ann: Part 2
An Interracial Mind Control Story
Copyright 2004 by Stormbringer



Mary Ann woke up horny and frustrated with the phrase "big black cock"
in her head, left over from a dream. Nor was her horniness satisfied
when her husband pulled her on top of him. He seemed delighted to find
her soaked and ready, but having tasted Peter's black cock in her pussy
last night, she barely felt her husband's penis. "Sorry about last
night," whispered Paul working his penis in and out of her.

"I understand," she whispered back. Paul had gotten too drunk last night
and passed out. Unfortunately, he passed out after telling his black
friend that Mary Ann was open to hypnotic suggestions which wasn't true.
It was just a sex game they played, but Peter had taken advantage of
her. She had the choice of looking like a perverted slut or playing
along and pretending she had no control over her actions. She played
along. She'd ended up sucking Peter off and taking his giant cock up her
pussy. Luckily, they'd been interupted before Peter could really fuck
her.

Mary Ann's horniness faded while she showered and the sadness set in.
Paul grew quiet and reserved as he put on his gear. She started to cry
in their car as he drove to the bus station on base. Mary Ann hugged and
kissed her husband, not wanting to let him go. "I love you," she told
him looking in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it.

"You'd better come back."

"Course babe. We gonna start a family."

The bus driver honked the horn. Paul reluctantly released his wife as
did many other departing soldiers. Mary Ann waved as the bus drove off.
She returned to their car and sat crying for a good thirty minutes
before she was able to drive. 

Mary Ann felt empty inside as she drove away from the bus stop. She
didn't feel like doing anything, but there were some things she needed
at the Super Walmart which was close by.

Mary pushed her cart down the aisles of the Walmart. The guilt she had
felt last night began to grow stronger. Peter and his huge throbbing
black cock kept popping into her mind. Having twelve inches of dark meat
buried in her pussy had felt incredible and she couldn't stop thinking
about it. Her husband was gone for less then an hour and all she could
think about was Peter. She'd need to avoid him.

"Mary Ann!"

Of course it was Peter. "Hey... Peter," she said hesitantly. She vaguely
remembered him saying he needed to pick some things up last night. How
could she have forgotten?

"Paul get off alright?"

"Yes. About an hour ago." She stiffled a sob and a tear ran down her
cheek.

"I truly am sorry," said Peter with sympathy.

"Thanks."

"Some night last night, huh?" he asked. The black man stared intently
into her face as he spoke.

Mary Ann could feel the color rising in her cheeks and hoped he wouldn't
notice. "S-sure was," she stuttered a little. "We all drank a little too
much. What time did you leave? I don't even remember Paul coming to
bed."

"I see. Well, it was pretty late." Peter paused and stared at her.

Mary Ann waited until the silence grew uncomfortable. "Yes?"

"Nothing. Look I'll see you around."

"Wait!," she said as he turned to leave. "If I don't see you, take
care." Peter was shipping out several weeks after her husband.

"Thanks. I will." Peter headed off down the aisle.

Mary Ann breathed a sigh of relief. The way the military was going,
Peter could leave and she'd never have to see him and his big black cock
again. Damn, that monster was something special. She'd enjoyed sucking
on it. She'd even enjoyed it when he came in her mouth and those big
balls of his could pump out some amount of sperm. She'd even enjoyed
stripping for him.
   
"Good, you're still here," said Peter returning. "I brought you some
steaks."

"Uh... why'd you bring me steaks?" she asked as he added the two filets
to her cart.

"Cause you're cooking me a nice dinner tonight."

"I am? I had plans," she lied.

"Cancel them. I like my steak medium rare. Put some of this on it."
Peter held up a jar of spice. "It's ginger."

Mary Ann froze and her mouth fell open. 

"Ginger, It's your idea to cook dinner for me. Do you understand?"

"Yes," muttered Mary Ann.

"Have it ready at seven. Wear this." Peter threw something black into
her cart. "Just that and nothing else. Tell me something, Ginger. What
did you dream about last night?"

"Your black cock," said Mary Ann without hesitating. Peter had told her
to dream about his cock and she truthfully had.

"Excellent. Now awaken, Mary Ann."

Mary Ann shook her head. "Really, Peter, it's no trouble. Come by around
seven, ok?"

"Sounds great. I could use a home cooked meal. See you at seven." Peter
winked at her and with a broad grin, he turned and left.

Mary Ann's knees almost gave out and she held herself up by tightly
gripping the cart. Damn. Damn, she thought. Why had she froze? Why
didn't she pretend nothing had happened. She could of told him Paul had
removed her command phrase, but it was too late now.

Mary Ann reached into her cart and pulled out the lingerie Peter had
given her. It was a very sheer black bra and thong. Despite being
skimpier then anything she owned, Mary thought it would look great on
her. She sighed and wondered what her options were now.

**************

Mary Ann opted to run. An hour to go before Peter's arrival, she threw
on her sweats and decided to make a run for it. She'd tell him something
came up that she had to take care of immediately. Unfortunately, she
bumped into Peter in the driveway. "Hey M.A,, what's the rush? Forget
something you needed for dinner?"

"Peter! You're early!"

"Yeah, I was sittin around with nothing better to do and thought I'd see
if you needed help. I was hungry for some steaks."

"Oh... ok... then... come on in and I will get started early." Mary Ann
turned and entered her house with Peter close behind her.  

"Ginger," he said.

Mary Ann froze and felt the color draining from her face. Luckily, he
was behind her and couldn't see her turn white.

"Ginger," he said again, "you're going to wait on me hand and foot. You
will not allow me to help you. It's your job as a woman to serve a
superior male like me."

What a load of crap, thought Mary Ann.

"Halfway through dinner you will get the urge to suck on my cock. You
will crave my cum. You will remember sucking on my cock last night and
that you loved it. My cum is the best thing you ever tasted. You're urge
will grow until you can't resist it anymore and you beg me to let you
suck it again." 

Dammit! She might as well of been hypnotized anyway. She couldn't get
the image of Peter's giant black cock waving before her face as it
approached her throat. The feel of it sliding between her lips. His hot
cum pumping into her mouth. She did want to suck his cock again.

"Mary Ann," said Peter pausing as he waited for her to come out of her
trance. "So need any help in the kitchen?"

"Ah... no, but thanks. Sweet of you to ask. I'll take care of
everything. Just go watch some tv and I'll get you a beer. I think you
two left one last night."

"Actually, I brought a bottle of wine." Peter removed a brown bag from
inside his coat."

"I'll get us two glasses then."

Peter poured the wine as Mary returned with the glasses. "Cheers," he
said and the two drank. Peter refilled her glass.

"I'll go get started then."

"Wait. You're cooking in that?" 

Mary Ann paused, confused. Then she remembered the lingerie. "Oh, of
course not. Silly me. I'll change into something more appropriate for
dinner." Mary Ann took her wine with her. She'd need it to get through
the night. Maybe she could pretend to be drunk and passed out before
things got to out of hand?
Of course, if he thought he was taking advantage of a hypnotized woman,
why would he stop with a drunk woman?

Several minutes later, Mary Ann returned downstairs. "Is this a little
more appropriate for cooking?" A thrill ran down her spine at Peter's
hungry stare. He'd done a good job with the lingerie. It hugged her
figure, pushing her breasts together and upwards making them look even
bigger. Her ass was completely exposed. The sheer material left nothing
to the imagination. Everything was visible from her curly bush to her
hard nipples poking through the top.  

"Much better," replied Peter.

"I'll get the steaks started then." She walked past him and she could
feel his eyes staring at her ass. Strange, but she felt completely
comfortable wearing next to nothing in front of Peter. Mary Ann was
definetly coming out of her shell. "Go ahead and turn the tv on."

"I think I'll watch you cook instead." And Peter did just that. He came
into the kitchen and sat at the table while she prepared his dinner. His
eyes never left her except to fill their wine glasses whenever she got a
break from cooking. "Smells great," he said as the smell of roast meat
filled the kitchen.
 
Mary Ann finished the plates, adding potatoes and beans. The plates were
still steaming as she brought them over to the table. The two sat down
to eat. Peter was dressed normally and Mary Ann was for all intense
purposes, naked. 
Mary Ann downed another glass of wine. "Whew, I should slow down," she
said as Peter tipped the bottle, refilling her glass. "I'm starting to
feel drunk." Mary ate some of her steak. "Oh my god," she said softly to
herself staring at the big black man.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah... was I drunk last night?"

"Quite drunk."

"Did I suck your cock? God, I remember everything now. No, that can't be
right. It can't be."

"You did and you seemed to enjoy it immensely. Paul was passed out in
the chair. I tried to stop you, but you were like an animal trying to
cram my black cock into your mouth."

"No. I must of dreamed I did it. That doesn't sound like me. You were
too big to be real."

"But that was what drove you crazy. You saw how big it was and had to
have it."

Mary Ann pushed her chair back. She was ashamed at how much she was
enjoying this game. She fell to her knees and walked on them over to
were Peter was sitting. 

"Mary Ann, what are you doing?" he asked turning so that she could slide
in between his legs.

"I need to suck you again. I need it so bad."

"No Mary Ann, it's wrong. Your husband is my best friend."

"I don't care." Her hands fumbled with the buttons on his trousers and
she could feel his big cock swelling under the fabric. "I gotta suck you
off again." Her gasp of awe was real as she freed his cock and the hard
shaft sprang forth. She'd never get used to seeing this monster. 

Mary Ann let her tongue twirl around the tip. 
"I think I like your cock more then my husband's," she said, feeling
guilty as soon as the words came out of her mouth. They were heartfelt
though. Peter's foot long cock was something special. She pulled his
foreskin down as she took the head in her mouth and started sucking on
it. She took it deeper. The head pushed into her throat. Mary Ann bobbed
her head rapidly. She tried not to gag as the cock slid in and out of
her throat. She was attacking the black cock with a gusto she hadn't
shown last night. It was really as if she couldn't get enough of Peter's
cock.

"You know how to treat a black cock," said Peter. "Freeze Ginger," he
ordered. Mary Ann stopped with seven inches of cock crammed in her
mouth. "You will never question sucking my cock again. You will suck it
if I ask, any place, any time. "What's one of your favorite things to
do?"

Mary Ann pulled her head back and gasped for air as Peter's cockhead
left her mouth. "Hmm... horseback riding, I guess."

"No. Now it's sucking black cock. Whenever you see a horse you will
think of black cock. Fuck that, whenever you see a black man you will
want to suck his black cock. What's one of your favorite things to do?"

"Of that's easy, Peter." Mary Ann smiled at him. "Sucking black cock."

"Then why aren't you sucking?" Peter waited until she had her mouth
planted over his cockhead again. "And never forget to thank me for
letting you suck on my cock, Mary Ann."

Mary Ann immediately started bobbing her head again. She sucked rapidly,
stroking his shaft with one hand. Her other hand cupped his large
testicles and kneaded them as she sucked. Peter moaned, obviously
enjoying it. She could feel his cock hardening in her throat. The flared
ridge on his cockhead scraped her tonsils. With a groan, Peter's cock
spit forth a large stream of semen down her throat. His shaft continued
to jerk, shooting more sperm into her belly. Mary Ann pulled her neck
back and let more cum fill her mouth. She rolled it on her tongue before
swallowing.   

Peter pulled his cock back and Mary Ann continued to jerk the shaft
licking up whatever semen she could squeeze out. "Yum, your sperm tastes
so good," she said, almost believing it. She could grow used to the
taste. Paul's ejaculate had never amounted enough to get a feel for the
true taste of semen. "Peter," said Mary Ann rubbing his still hard shaft
along her cheek. "I want to thank you for letting me suck this monster.
I really appreciate it." She kissed his shaft a few times.

"Yeah sure, but if you want to do it again, you'll have to learn to deep
throat more."

"I can do better, Peter. Just give me the chance."

"We'll see. So, what do you want to do tonight?"
Peter pulled his pants up.

Mary Ann stood up and wiped some semen off her chin "I'm still pretty
upset about Paul. I'm just going to go to bed early."

"I brought a movie over I thought we might watch."

"I guess that might be ok."

"Do you have a dvd in the bedroom?" 

"Yeah, but I don't think it's appropriate to watch it there."

"You'll just have to keep your hands off me. Finish the dishes and I'll
be upstairs waiting for you." Peter winked at her as he left. 

"Male pig," whispered Mary Ann when she was alone. She picked up the
remains of their dinner and cleaned up the dishes. Paul and their stupid
game had gotten them into some deep shit. There was no turning back now
other then confessing and she wasn't about to do that.

Peter was naked on her bed when she came upstairs. The muscles on his
chest were hard and flexed as he leaned against the headboard. His cock
looked like a stunted third leg laying between his thighs. He patted the
sheets beside him. "Come sit and we'll watch the movie." She crawled
into bed beside him and he pressed play on the remote. 

The movie was called "Garbage Men". "They're here to pick up the white
trash" was the subtitle.
It opened with a top heavy white woman vacuming her carpet. The strange
thing was that she was wearing lingerie while she did her chores. The
lingerie was a black teddy with thong underwear. The doorbell rang. The
woman shut off the vaccum and opened the door, peaking around the door
to protect her modesty. "We're here for our bonus," said one of two
black men wearing santitation overalls. "What bonus?" said the woman.
"It's Martin Luther KIng weekend, lady. You is always supposed to tip
the garbage men." The woman frowned. "My husband didn't leave anything
for a tip. Come in and I'll try to find something to give you." The men
entered her house and smiled at each other when they saw her outfit. "I
think we know what you can tip us." Music started as the men took the
housewife into their arms and started kissing her.

"Peter! This is a porno!" Mary Ann had never seen a porno before. The
woman was now nude and kneeling between the men. She was alternating
sucking on two very large cocks.

"Don't like dirty movies?"

"No! They're degrading to women."

"Ginger," said Peter with a grin. Mary Ann got a vacant look on her
face. "Stand up, remove your lingerie, and lay beside me. I want you to
stare at the movie." As Peter spoke, Mary Ann
was stripping as nude as he was. "Garbage Men is your favorite movie.
You love interracial porno. Watch the black cocks in the movie. You find
them fascinating. You love the sluts in the movie. You want to act like
them, talk like them, fuck like them. You'll do anything they do. You
can't resist a big black cock and mine is your favorite. You cannot
resist my cock. You will obey everything that I tell you to do because
of my cock, Mary Ann."

"What Peter?"

"Why'd you take the lingerie off?"

"I don't know... I guess I was just really hot. Don't worry this outfit
is fine," said Mary Ann running her hand down her nude body. "Now shut
up and let me watch the movie. "Garbage Men" is my favorite you know.
Odd, but I can't remember what happens next. God, those bitches are so
lucky to be getting those two fine black cocks. I wish I was on their
route."

"Play with my cock while you watch."

"Yes, Peter." Mary Ann ran her hand down Peter's hard stomach and
grabbed his penis. It hardened rapidly. It stayed hard throughout the
movie. The black garbage men fucked six women during the movie. Two were
lonely housewives, the white one at the begining and an Asian woman.
Both got double penetrated. Mary Ann couldn't believe they took such big
cocks up their asses. One scene was a mother/daughter with the garbage
men. One did the mom while the other did the daughter. The daughter went
over to a friends, both women were in cheerleading uniforms. The black
men made the two girls do a lesbian scene before fucking them. "They
need to make more movies like this, Peter."

"They make plenty like this, lovely lady. I brought more with me. We can
watch them tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Oh yeah. I thought I'd move in with you until I ship out. I'll be your
husband while Paul's gone. You can cook my breakfast and dinner and we
can fuck every night. Hows that sound?" he asked while making his penis
jerk in her hand.

Mary Ann hesitated. Feeling his cock jerk reminded her that she'd been
ordered to do whatever Peter told her. "It sounds wonderful, Peter."

"Good. Ready to get fucked?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe you."

She'd also been ordered to talk like the porno sluts. "Please fuck me
Peter. My pussy needs you big black cock. I need to be fucked by a real
man."

Peter sat up and kneeled between Mary Ann's legs. "I want you to put it
in. This is your new master, whore." 

Fluid ran down Mary Ann's ass crack, soaking her anus. She'd never been
this wet before. A giant foot long black cock was pointed at her pussy.
The monster was nearly as thick as her wrist and a huge serpentine head
was leaking precum as it poked out of it's foreskin. "Oh god, fuck me."
Mary Ann reached out to grab it and guided it into her pussy. The head
was just stretching her out when she came to her senses. "Oh no! Wait!"
Mary Ann grabbed below the head, but Peter just pushed several inches
through her hand as his cock pushed deeper into her fertile womb. "You
gotta wear a condom."

"Ginger," replied Peter. "You don't want me to wear a condom."

"I don't want you to wear a condom, Peter, but I'm very fertile right
now. Paul and I were trying to conceive when he got called up."

"There's no need for a condom. You're not fertile. It's perfectly safe."
Peter pushed his cock deeper. The head nudged against her womb. "I've
had a vasectomy. There's nothing to fear.

"You've really...ah had...ah ah vasectomy?" Peter was jerking his cock
inside her pussy and Mary Ann was humping her hips with pleasure.

"Oh yes. No babies for me," lied Peter. "But you wish I hadn't. You want
my black baby in that belly. I want you to beg for a black baby.
Understand, Mary Ann?"

"Oh Peter. Fuck me Peter. Give me that black cock." 

Peter scooped her knees under his arms and began pumping his hips. He'd
never failed to make a woman orgasm in this position and Mary Ann was no
exception. Her pussy clamped down around his dick as she gave a high
pitched howl of pleasure. She looked unbelievably sexy at that moment.
She'd begun to sweat and her skin glistened in the light. Her belly was
undulating as she arched her back. Her nipples were as hard as rocks,
straight and pointy as her chest heaved. "I love that white pussy,
slut," growled Peter continuing to slam his shaft home. "Who'd you
rather have fucking you, me or Paul?"

"You," she gasped. "I'd rather fuck you." And it was true. Peter's large
cock was making her body react in ways she'd never even dreamed about.
Her pussy was spasming around his shaft as she had what felt like one
long continuous orgasm and it was building up towards an even bigger
one. "Oh Peter, I... I love your cock so much better then Paul's." Mary
Ann almost started crying, a mixture of sadness and extreme pleasure.

"Well you are about to love it even more. Gettin close."

Mary Ann couldn't stop cumming and the large orgasm was almost ready to
burst. "Fill my pussy. Give me your baby, Peter. Put a black baby in my
belly."

"Here come my boys... Ugh." Peter grunted as he emptied his balls.

The damn burst and Mary Ann's entire body tensed up from her orgasm. She
was still cumming as Peter dropped her legs and collapsed on top of her.
He wasn't done cumming either. His cock continued to jerk inside her
sending more wads of sperm into her womb.

Mary Ann laid buried beneath him for a good half hour. Peter's heavy
breathing had deepened as he had fallen asleep. She couldn't take his
weight and rolled the large black man off her. His now soft cock plopped
out of her releasing a torrent of sperm from her pussy. 
Mary Ann got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. 

Later, Mary Ann fell asleep contentedly and with no regrets. This had
been the most fulfilling night of her life.

****************

Mary Ann was sleeping the sleep of a contented woman. She was dreaming
about black garbage men when she was suddenly awoken by pressure on her
anus. She jerked her ass forwards, but Peter's hand clamped down over
her hip holding her in place. His hand was in her butt crack and his
finger was circling her anus, coating the rim with something slick.
"What are you doing?"

"I'm preparing your ass." Peter sat up in bed and got on his knees. He
pulled Mary Ann up so that she was on all fours. She glanced at the
alarm. It read 4:00am just as his finger probed her anus again. He
removed it and Mary Ann felt something cold rest on her back. It was a
jar of vaseline she guessed as his finger returned to her asshole
covered in the stuff. This time he pushed his finger in causing her to
gasp. "Ah... preparing my ass for what?" she asked.  

"So I can fuck it, slut." The finger pulled out again and he picked up
the jar of vaseline. This time he threw the jar on the bed. His finger
didn't return, but she could hear squishing sounds and correctly guessed
he was coating his cock with it. "Don't you remember how you wanted to
try everything in the movie, bitch?"

The black garbage men had fucked quite a few asses in the movie. In
fact, they had fucked the ass of every woman in the movie and in most
cases the woman always had two cocks at once in one of her holes. "Ah..
Peter, they weren't as big as you. It'll kill me. And I don't like it
when you call me slut or bitch."

"You can take it. I've only fucked one other bitch who could handle my
cock in her ass." 

"But..."

"Aw fuck this! Ginger. You want my cock up your ass. There's no pain.
You'll love every fucking inch of black cock you can get up your ass."
Peter placed his sticky vaseline covered hand on her ass cheek and
guided his slick cock down her ass cheeks. "And you love being called a
slut or a bitch. Everytime I call you a slut you're gonna desperately
crave my cock. Everytime I call you a bitch you're gonna cum like a
bitch in heat. Got that?"

"Yes, Peter," responded Mary Ann. She'd never thought of this when she
had first pretended to be hypnotized. 

"What do you want, Mary Ann?"

"Please fuck my ass. Fuck your slut's ass with your big cock." Words she
never imagined she'd ever say. The head was pressing against her anus
now. The pressure grew until her tiny puckered rosebud began to open for
it. "Aaarrrggggh," she cried as her ass gave in to the pressure and
Peter's thick cockhead pushed in. 

"What's wrong, slut?"

"N-nothing, Peter. I l-love it," she lied through gritted teeth. The
pain was nearly unbearable. 
"F-fuck my ass." The head pushed deeper helped along by the vaseline.
Mary Ann's anal muscles contracted involuntarily in an attempt to push
him out, but nothing could stop Peter's cock. He kept slowly pushing it
deeper until it would go no farther. She had taken eight or nine inches.

"Gawd damn, that back is fucking tight," growled Peter. He wasn't
moving. He just held his cock still. 

Slowly the pain began to fade. Mary Ann's sphincter relaxed as it grew
used to the invader. Peter began to slowly move his cock.  
Her ass closed then expanded as he shoved it right back. It felt
strange, maybe a little pleasant. Suddenly it was very pleasant as Mary
Ann trembled from a very large orgasm. Peter had reached around under
his balls and stuck two fingers into her pussy. The joint stimulation
sent spasms of pleasure up her body. Peter had very skilled fingers.
Mary Ann's clit was hardening under his strokes. She came again and
again. Eventually Peter lost control. He pulled his fingers out, grabbed
her hips, and started fucking her ass hard. Her butthole filled with
semen as he pulled his squirting cock out of her ass and shot several
loads across her back. Peter rolled over and fell on the bed exhausted.

The aftermath of getting your ass fucked wasn't very pleasant. Her ass
quished all the way to the bathroom and it took forever for his sperm to
leak out of both holes as she sat on the toilet.
Mary Ann took a shower afterwards and returned to her bed. Peter got up
when she returned and took his own shower. Instead of leaving when he
finsihed, he crawled back into bed beside her and pulled her into his
arms. Mary Ann fell asleep encircled by muscular black arms with Peter's
soft cock nestled against her ass.

When Mary Ann woke up, his cock wasn't soft anymore. "Come and get your
breakfast," Peter tiredly whispered in her ear.

Mary Ann found herself giving her typical morning blow job to an
atypical cock. She surprised herself by putting a lot of effort into
sucking Peter off. She massaged his balls while swallowing more then
half of Peter's thick black shaft. He came and Mary Ann swallowed as
rapidly as she could, but some semen still leaked out between her lips.

Peter stood afterwards and Mary Ann admired his physique. "I gotta get
going to work. I think I'm in the mood for pork chops tonight. There's"
some more movies with my coat. Watch them.

Mary Ann had the pork chops ready when he returned. Her pussy was also
ready for him from watching interracial porno all day.

The rest of the week was a blur of sucking and fucking. Peter slowly
moved his things into her house, pushing some of her husband's stuff out
of the way in the closet. Mary Ann found herself doing his laundry and
cooking two meals a day for Peter.

Two weeks into their relationship their routine changed. Peter took her
out for drinks. Mary Ann saw a few of Paul and her friends, but other
then some strange glances, most knew of Paul's friendship with Peter.
Peter also saw some old girlfriends, but ignored their efforts to get
his attention.

Mary Ann was quite drunk when they got home.
Peter stripped her then pulled his own clothes off. He sat on the edge
of the bed. "Straddle me," he ordered. 

Mary Ann did whatever she was told. Her pussy seemed to soak whenever
she saw Peter's hard cock. She straddled his penis and sank it deep into
her pussy. "I love your cock, Peter." 
Peter pulled her down until she was on top of him. "I love you, Peter,"
she whispered without looking at him. His hands dug into her ass cheeks,
pulling them apart, but he didn't respond. Something nudged against her
ass. "What's this!"

"It's just my buddy, Orlando. I told him he could fuck your ass."

"But Peter..." Mary Ann looked like she would cry as the stranger's cock
entered her ass.

"Ginger. You don't love me. You're nothing but a fuck slut for black
cock."

"Fuck and I didn't belive it," said Orlando. He was a chubby black man.
He had a nice big cock, but it was smaller then Peter's. "The white
bitch will really do whatver you tell her?"

"Sure as shit, bro." Peter looked back at Mary Ann. "You want this,
Ginger. Having three black men is a dream come true, Mary Ann."

"Three?" asked Mary Ann. Just as a tall skinny black man moved into
view. His cock was like his body, long and thin, probably a foot in
length like Peter's, but not as thick.

"That's Lamar. I owe him some money. I told them that your pussy is mine
until I ship out, but they could use your other holes. 

Mary Ann hated to admit it, but taking two black cocks at once was
better then just one. Her ass was used to getting stuffed now and she
took Orlando easily. During one of many orgasms, she screamed with
pleasure and Lamar stuck his cockhead into her mouth. Soon all three
holes were full of black cock.

Orlando and Lamar came back a couple more nights over the last two
weeks. Mary Ann even cooked dinner while nude for all three black men
and gave them all blow jobs while they ate.

The time came for Peter to ship out. Mary Ann could barely compose
herself she was so upset. She was crying and more upset now then when
her husband had left, but she didn't care anyore. She kissed and hugged
Peter. Her nipples were so hard they ached as Peter held her tightly
against his chest. Finally he released her. "Peter, I need to tell you
something." 

"You were never hynpotized," he responded."

"What? How did you know?"

"Paul told me he hypnotized you to quit smoking when we were in the bar.
Funny thing though, you disappeared to go to the bathroom and came back
stinking of smoke. Why'd you go along with it?"

"I don't know. I guess I just discovered I liked to show off my body. I
liked men telling me what to do and pretending I had no control over
it."

"Keep it up." Peter winked with a grin on his face as he boarded the
bus. Mary Ann found out why a few minutes later.

"Ow," said Mary Ann gritting her teeth. She wasn't being crushed in
Peter's arms anymore, but her nipples still ached. She also had to pee
again and she had just gone to the bathroom a short time ago. Mary Ann
turned around and found herself looking at Orlando and Lamar.

Orlando grinned broadly showing off one gold tooth. "Peter said your
pussy was his until he left. Now it's ours."

"But..."

"Ginger," said Orlando.

****************

Paul called home and got a deep pissed off sounding voice on the phone.
The man passed the phone to Mary Ann who said, "Paul, I don't want you
to call again. I love you, but I'm not the same woman I was when you
left."

"She loves this thing more then you, buddy," said the voice in the
background.

"But Mary Ann, what happened? How could you change in two months?"

"It just happened. I'm happy, Paul. I want a divorce. Don't call again."
Mary Ann hung up the phone.

Paul did call again, but she never answered. Eventually the line was
disconnected. Months later, he got several weeks leave. He returned
home, but Mary Ann had moved out and he found his things in storage. 

Paul did see Mary Ann one last time. Lonely, bored, and drunk, he
wandered into a nearby strip bar the day before his leave was over. The
club had some hot dancers and was pretty crowded. Several girls were
making the rounds to give lap dances. Paul paid for one. When the girl
had left him with a hard on and twenty dollars poorer, the announcer
came on, "And now gentlemen, see her before she's gone. Ginger!."

One hot stripper had been concentrating on a group of black soldiers.
Peter found it a little odd, because some white businessmen had been
waving twentys to get her attention and the blacks were tipping smaller
bills. The woman left the floor and walked up on stage. When she turned,
Paul recognized his wife.

Mary Ann was a little heavier and her breasts had increased a cup size.
They didn't look fake at all. In fact, they were saggier. Paul realized
why when he noticed that her belly was bulging.

Paul chose not to say anything to her. He watched her dance. The routine
was an improved version of the dance she had done for him, months
earlier. Afterwards, he got up and left the bar. Paul never saw Mary Ann
again.

The End


  
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