Karen and Mark had been married 10 yrs, when it all changed.  We had been
friends out of High School, and all through college.  What they told me was
beyond my wildest dreams.  They seemed like such a perfect couple.  Karen
an attractive housewife, 5' '7 "very shapely long slim legs and very full
breasts.  Both had agreed they didn't want children at the moment so Karen
started taking the pill.  They focused on their careers, but they felt they
needed more out of life.  That's when Mark and Karen started to watch
porno's, and that's what changed their paths.  After experimenting with
different positions, toys, whips, chains, they said they started to express
their different fantasies.  After trying a few "soft" swings, Karen finally
admitted to Mark that she wanted to try an interracial affair, but not in
the group fashion that she'd seen so many times when out swinging.

   After surfing on the net, Mark finally narrowed it down to about three
different guys, mostly on the ones that submitted photos, and a brief
description about themselves.  Education, job, financial
status...etc....... He figured if that's the way she wants to try someone,
it might as well be a good one at that.

   After meeting them one at a time at a very public place, and having long
chats, Karen made the final decision.

   "I think James would do just right...OK honey?" Karen cooed.

   "Well, he does seem nice, but isn't he rather large...compared to you?"
Mark remarked.

   James was all of 6' 7," and must have looked like a linebacker for the
Lions.  Younger than both of them, somewhere around 25 or so, but in good
shape no less.  The terms and conditions were agree upon, and the first
meeting was set for the following weekend.  Mark was to be present, and
only participate when allowed.  James was to pay for the room....only fair,
that Mark was supplying the pussy.

   They arrived at the Hyatt Friday night in Livonia.  After meeting
outside, James went up first...followed 5 minutes later by Mark and Karen.

   "Room 234...on the top floor" Mark said.  "You nervous babe?" he
continued.

   "A little...but I'll be all right" she replied.

   After arriving and lightly knocking on the door, the big guy opened the
door and invited them in.

   "My, my...look what we have here" he said shaking Mark's hand, and then
holding onto Karen's hand and waist and waltzing her towards the end of the
bed.  "Have a seat Mark, while Karen and I get better aquatinted" he
bellowed?  James opened up a bottle of wine, and poured drinks all around.
After almost an hour of idle chit chat and constant drinking, things began.


   "Let's have a good look at what we have here...stand up and model for me
Karen" James said smiling.  Karen got up, and walked up and down the large
room they were in.  Her knee length dress wasn't slutty or anything.  In
fact, as about as normal as you'd see on the street.  Short sleeves, and a
neckline that came to just the top of her cleavage, with a button up front.
In her off white dress with flower prints on it, you wouldn't take a second
look.

   "Nice...very nice...now come over here, and sit on the edge of the bed
with me" he commanded.  He put his hand on her tit, and slowly rotated it,
pinching her nipple through the bra and dress.  He then leaned over and
lightly kissed her on the lips.  He drew back and said "yes, very soft
lips, very soft...these will do just fine." After which he continued to
kiss her, and moved his hand to her thigh, starting the slide up to Karen's
moist pussy.  As James motioned for Karen to spread her legs more, with his
hand, he had no problem cupping her pussy and that too, was massaged.

   "My, your getting wet already girl....and I'm just starting" he said
smiling.  As Mark watched, he was already noticing the contrast just
between James and Karen's clothing, and Karen's lightly tanned legs.  James
was not a deep black...about medium, but the difference was still there.

   "Stand up, let's try something" James again commanded.  Karen stood up,
and James got behind her.  He began rubbing his hands up and down the
outside of Karen's dress on the sides.  He'd lightly start at her waist,
move up the sides to her breast, slowly massage them through the cloth,
move down past her stomach, and insert both hands in her crotch...move
around to the outside of her thighs again, and then back up to her waist.
Over and over he'd keep doing this for a good 10 minutes or so.  Karen was
enjoying it..for she said it felt so erotic having black hands exploring
all that she had.  The wine was taking affect, and James knew it, by the
way Karen leaned her back on James chest.  Karen's 5' '7" body was starting
to relax, and ready for just about anything.  After the constant touching,
James started to whisper in Karen's ear very softly, what he wanted her to
do.  With Mark sitting about 6 feet away in the chair, it looked like Karen
was doing it on her own, for he didn't hear James whisper these commands.

   "Slowly unbutton your dress, and let it slide over your shoulders to the
floor" was his first whisper.  Karen did just that.  When it fell to the
floor, all you could see was these enormous black hands all over this white
body.  Rubbing the nylon laced bra...and sliding up and down her body from
the white lace panties back to her tits.

   "Roll your bra down over your tits, and let me feel them" was his next
command, and again Karen did just that.  This time, James cupped her tits,
lightly squeezing them, and rubbing her nipples between this thumb and
finger.  A slight moan would come out, as she put her hands on his wrist,
adding to the contrast.  James next moved his one hand down to her pussy,
which by now was getting wetter and wetter.  You could see some of the
moisture starting to show through.  Not saying a word, James turned her
around, grabbing her hand.  He placed it on the crotch of his pants, saying
"this is what's waiting for you...think you can handle it." Karen began to
massage this bulge that was much bigger than her husbands had ever been. 
James began to unbutton his silk shirt, while Karen began to undo the belt,
and the zipper.  James removed his shirt, and Karen just looked at the
ripples on his chest, then his ABS.

   "Wow...are you in shape" she remarked.

   "And that's just the beginning" he snapped back.  James dropped his
pants and stepped out of them, while Karen clutched the enormous tent
pushing out of his boxers.

   "My God your big....your picture didn't lie...did it" she sighed.

   "Nope...and it's all for you babe....pull it out" she remarked.

   Karen pulled the boxers down, and out snapped this sausage.  Karen just
kept starring at it.  She then again grabbed it and starred.  James lightly
pushed down on her shoulders and Karen followed suit, for she knew what he
wanted.  She only could guess if she could do it.

   She lightly stroked his cock back and forth, still starring at it.

   "Go ahead bitch....suck it.  This is what you wanted, now go for it,
suck that black cock" he demanded.  Karen wasn't use to being talk to like
that, and the command in his voice told her that James was in control.  She
began to lick it up and down, then taking the head into her mouth...little
at a time, then more and more.  You could hear the slurping sounds as they
got louder.

   By this time, Mark was rubbing his meat through his pants, enjoying the
show.

   "Look at your husband, we haven't even started yet, and he's already
enjoying himself...aren't you Mark" he said laughing.  Karen looked over
and saw Mark was stroking himself to the strokes Karen was making up and
down James cock.

   Karen, pulling the big black cock out of her mouth with a 'pop' said to
her husband, "Why don't you take it out and relieve yourself."

   "NA" said James, "remember, he can't participate in any way, so keep it
in Mark" James snapped.

   "OK bitch, hop up on the bed and face me on all fours" James then
snapped.  Karen did, and James continued to have her suck him.  Every once
in a while, he'd grab her short hair in the back, and pump her, fucking her
mouth.

   "OK, now turn around on all fours, and slide that ass here.  I'm gonna
watch you fuck this big black cock"

   "What do you mean ME fuck you?" Karen asked.

   "You'll see...once that pussy latches around this cock...well, you'll
see" he remarked.

   Karen turned around, and placed her ass up in the air.  James grabbed
hold of his cock, and placed it in her crotch...rubbing up and down on
those wet pussy lips.  With the feeling of his Helmut going up and down,
and knowing that any second she was going to not only get a black cock in
her, but a BIG one at that....was almost too much to bear.  Charles
inserted the tip in her, then pulled out...then put it back in.  Karen
could feel the insertion, fuller, without a doubt, than her husbands. 
James continued to insert it, then pull it out, and kept repeating this
about six times.  There about, Karen began to rock forward and back on her
own, for James had now stopped and was just standing there, motionless,
with his hands on his hips.

   "That's it bitch....aaahhhhhhh....that's it...fuck my cock....absorb how
good it feels...rubbing those inner walls....deeper girl, that's it....fuck
it....fuck your black cock" he kept coaxing her.  By now, Karen was pumping
longer and stronger...whimpering and slightly hollering.

   "God...ooh, oh, yes...that's it....yes....oh how
good...yes...fuck...yes, ah...ah..." was all that was coming out of her. 
By now, she was able to just about sink all of it in.  With her pushing
back, you could hear James balls smack against her pussy as well.  "Fuck
me...oh yeah...fuck me...fuck me with that cock...fuck me" Karen was
pleading, as she turned her head back looking at him with hollow eyes.

   James now placed his hands on her ass, and began a slow paced pumping,
which intensified into a piston of some sorts.

   "You know what my nickname is?  You know what most people call me?" he
asked.

   "Ah...fuck me...who cares.......ok...what is it" Karen replied gasping.

   "Master Jay......they call me Master Jay.  You'll soon find out why"
James said, as he continued to pump her pussy harder and harder.  "Master
Jay" continued fucking the hell out of Karen.  Karen said because of the
size, she swore she could feel the veins on the side of his cock, and it
drove her crazy.  Late into the night, "Master Jay" fucked Karen sideways,
backwards, front wards, cumin not only in her, but on her as well.  One
time, after Karen told me she must have been on her fifth orgasm, he pulled
out of her and came in her mouth, almost making her choke on the amount of
cum he shot down her throat.

   Poor Mark...every time he wanted to whip his cock out and whack one off,
"Master Jay" forbid him to do it.  Mark said he must have came in his pants
three times over the hours watching Karen get her brains fucked out.  Mark
was make to sleep in the chair all night, waking up to sounds of Karen
getting fucked repeatedly.

   Saturday morning, Mark woke up only to find Karen laying next to James
stroking his cock.  It wasn't hard yet, for James wasn't awake.  Karen told
me that after a while, she got use to having that big black cock stuffed in
her, and felt like it should have been there all along.  With Mark
watching, Karen would lick it up and down, swirl her tongue around the tip,
then lick down the shaft to his balls.

   "Karen....don't you think you've had enough" Mark whispered over to her.


   Not breaking the stroke, Karen replied "Oh Mark...no way...this is too
good, I want more of this."

   "Well, what about me....look at me.  This damn things been hard all
night, and the only relief was in my pants" Mark whined, pointing at his
pants.  There was a small stain in the front, apparently from the numerous
times he came watching Karen get fucked by this big black guy.  Karen slid
quietly off the bed, and knelt at his feet.  "Baby, let me make you feel
better...oh, I'm so sorry....." as she unsnapped his pants, and pulled his
cock out.  After getting Mark's cock in her hand, she realized how small it
was compared to "Master Jay's, but nonetheless, began to suck him anyway.

   "Hey...come back here....remember the deal" they heard a coarse voice
bellow.  It was "Hammer," and he just woke up.

   "James, I was just trying to give Mark some relief.  The poor baby"
Karen replied.

   "I don't care.  The deal was that I had YOU all weekend, and you agreed,
so come over here" his reply came swiftly.  Again with his cock left
"hanging," Karen crawled back in bed.

   "Come on...let's get cleaned up and get some breakfast" he ordered. 
Karen said James and her fucked again in the shower....with him trying to
fuck her in the ass after lathering up with soap.  It hurt too much at the
time....so Charles said maybe later.  As they dried off, they both got
dressed.

   "We're going out for breakfast....you stay here and eat" James
commanded, and they both left.

   With James size, there was no arguing really, so all Mark could do was
wait.  At about 2pm, the came back.  Mark could hear them giggling as they
both came up the hall.  'Sounds like they had a good time' he thought to
himself.  The door opened, and Karen was holding onto Master Jay's arm by
now.

   "Where've you guys been.  I've been waiting here for hours" Mark
snapped.

   "Oh, shut up man, and sit down.  I don't wanna hear you shit" James
replied, walking over to Mark...starring him down.  Mark sat down, and was
in no way big enough to say otherwise.

   "James and I had brunch, then he and I went shopping" Karen cooed. 
"Yeah...she picked out some real nice stuff....why don't you go and put it
on babe...and show it off for us" James said with a big smile on his face.
Hhhhuuummmmmmm....I wonder what could be up, Mark thought to himself. 
Karen went into the bathroom, bags in both hands.  While in there, James
told Mark that Karen was one of the best pussy he ever had, and couldn't
believe he 'loaned' her out to him for the weekend.  "Before this weekend
is over, she'll be asking for more, and there's nothing you can do about it
buddy" James sneered.  Mark sunk in the chair right then and there.  He
knew 'Master Jay' was right.  He knew there was no way his cock could
compare in pleasure with Master Jay.  About that time, Karen came out of
the bathroom, looking very stunning in this outfit.  It was a light
semi-see through black blouse, with only a trace of a black bra underneath.
On the bottom half, she was wearing a red skirt, about two inches above the
knee, white sheer nylons with black pumps for shoes.  'What was abnormal
with that' Mark thought to himself.

   "Come here baby....." James said, with a huge smile on his face.

   As Karen came over, and the two embraced.  Looking from the side, Karen
stood up on her tip toes to reach 'Master Jay's' lips.  As they embraced,
kissing deeply, 'Master Jay' began rubbing her ass around and around.  The
more he did it, he slowly turned so that her ass was within two feet of his
face as Mark sat on the chair.  Working his hands slowly, each time James
hands went up, it would 'pinch' a bit of fabric between his fingers, thus
raising up the skirt.  After a few times, Mark realized why.  As the skirt
drew up, he could see the garters Karen was wearing.  A few more times, and
the full view was there.  Karen had on a red garter, trimmed in black lace,
attached to those sheer white nylons.  Not seeing any panties, Mark would
later see that Karen had on a G-string.  Mark's cock instantly began to
grow, and James/Master Jay knew it would too...that was his objective.

   "This ass is like a peach...perfectly round, and ready to be eaten"
Master Jay laughed.

   "Come over here babe...let's show him something" he said softly. 
"Wouldn't you say she looks ready to go to her accounting job, Mark?" James
asked.  Mark just shrugged his shoulders, and nodded his head.  Then,
unzipping his pants, and Karen pulling out his cock, she bent over and
began to give him a blow job, while her ass was only three feet away from
Mark's face.

   "Who'd ever think that under this nice outfit, she'd have on a get up
like a slut.....huh?" Master Jay said almost laughing.  "Oh yeah babe...you
suck some good cock...you know that" he added.  "Now Mark, look at her
ass...would you ever imagine she's wearing that?  Huh...would you?" he
asked.  Again Mark shook his head no.  Mark was being humiliated...but what
could he do...nothing.  Now, 'Master Jay' had Karen turn sideways, and
lightly pushed her to her knees...still sucking on his cock.  It was then
that Mark noticed how erotic it was.  There was Karen on her knees, with
this big black cock slowly sliding in and out of her mouth, and her left
hand stroking it at the same time.....showing her wedding ring and diamond.
Mark started to rub himself again....looking at the sight in front of him.

   "Every time she wears this outfit to work, she'll be thinking of sucking
this cock...you know that...everytime...and she'll want it too...you know
that Mark" he said taunting Mark.  "You want this babe?....huh, do you want
this cock...answer me" he said to Karen, swaying his cock in his hand. 
Damn..it looked more like a hose, than a cock Mark told me later.  Karen
just shook her head yes, and starred at it.  "Show Mark how much you like
this cock...and please yourself Karen" Master Jay stood grinning.  With
that, Karen began unbuttoning her blouse, and let it drop to the floor,
exposing that black lace bra.  Next, she unzipped the skirt, and threw it
over with the blouse.  There stood Karen in a red garter, trimmed in black
lace, white nylons, and a matching red G-string in red pumps. 
Awesome...just awesome, that's what Mark told me later.

   "Master Jay' put his hand out, and Karen put her hand in his, and he let
her to the bed.  This time, while she sat on the edge, he reached up and
pulled the G-string off, exposing her pussy, which by now was a little
moist, according to Mark.  This time, Master Jay bent over and began to eat
Karen's pussy.  Mark had full view of Master Jay's tongue licking up, down,
back and forth, and darting in and out of her pussy.  Karen was
uncontrolled in bucking and hollering.

   "Lick my pussy....damn it.....ahh..ah..uh...oh my God...lick it...that's
it...yes....flick that tongue....yes...eat my pussy" she kept repeating
over and over.

   "Baby...when I get done with this pussy this weekend, it'll be MY pussy,
get that....it'll be MY pussy.....watch" Master Jay commanded.  Master Jay
slid Karen up further on the bed, and started to mount her from above.  He
arched his back and stopped short of putting in that giant lizard..."put it
where you want it bitch...show me..." and not having to say it a second
time, Karen reached down, grabbed that big black cock, and inserted the tip
in 'his' pussy.  He slowly slid it in, pulled out, and because she was so
wet by now, rammed it home on the second time.  Karen let out a short
'oomph', and a series of grunts, but as 'Master Jay' began to pound that
pussy, Karen wrapped her legs around his torso, and held on for the ride.

   "Hey...see...I told you that your husband liked watching you get
fucked....look at him" said the hoarse 'Master Jay.' With that, Karen
looked over to see Mark with his little cock out, jacking off like no
tomorrow.  This seemed to intensify 'Master Jay,' for he then threw Karen's
legs up over his broad shoulders and began a fast/slow fuck, making Karen
beg.

   "Oh my God...your so deep....fuck me....fuck me with that black
cock...cum....take your pussy....yes...that's it...take it....this is your
pussy Hammer......fuck it all you want..." Karen was beside herself. 
Pulling her legs down by the ankles...and holding her legs wide, he slowly
pushed in and out.  Doing this didn't seem enough for Karen, for she began
to buck him for more cock..."fuck me you bastard, give me that cock...put
that cock in me...please....fuck me..." she kept begging.

   "Whose pussy is this..huh...whose" he asked?

   "Yours, without a doubt" Karen replied.

   "Are you my slut...huh...are you my slut bitch....tell me" 'Master Jay
was taunting her, humiliating Mark at the same time.

   "Yes,...I'm your pussy....your slut......" Karen said, almost begging.
Mark jacked off, damn near rubbing the skin off his little cock.  After the
weekend was finished, Mark was just glad to get out of there, and to have
his Karen back.  Or did he really have her back.

   Karen went to work that Monday, with just a tad bit of soreness between
her legs.  It would be four days before her mind would drift off from work,
and think about the pleasure she did receive.

   That night, after Mark was asleep, Karen slipped downstairs to the study
and cranked up the OLE computer.  After connecting to AOL and signing on to
Mark's screen name, she checked the files, and found the file/address that
Mark used to search the net.  There, was James e-mail address, still on
file.  Karen transferred it to her address.  Karen was still reliving the
past weekend.  More to come...........  
