A story of need and seduction

I did not write the following story. I dont even remember where I got it from. Though its been on my computer for awhile and in the process of cleaning out the hard drive I came across it.

I will post one chapter of it and if you all like it will post more chapters:

Chapter 1 part A: (broken up to fit in the posting space)

It was Sunday afternoon and 30 minutes before my flight was scheduled to leave Detroit when I got to the seating area next in front of the gate. Most of the blue plastic chairs were empty but there were a few people waiting on the far side next to the large window that looked out over the runways. Damn these two days of visiting friends had gone by fast. It was real good to have seen and spent some time with Nate and Kelvin. The takeing, clubbing, and chasing the ladies had made the two days seem just like the times we had together in college. It was hard to believe that had been 10 years ago. I stretched out my long legs and propped my feet up on the end seat across from me. At 6' 1" and 205# I blocked the end row of the seats in front of the gate but did not care. I was out of the way and it looked like the Northwest flight to Charlotte was not going to be full anyway.
I scrunched down a little and put my shaved dark head back on the seat to get a little rest before the boarding time. The two days of partying and just a couple of hours arelax each night had caught up with me. When my eyes shut I started thinking back to Friday night the first night there and the fine lady that I had met in the club that night. Her image was in my mind. Her dark straightened hair, her big brown eyes, that soft round ass, the way she moved on the dance floor with me, all made me wish that I could fuck her again. The memory of her wet warm mouth on my cock in the back of Nate's Escalade made my heart beat faster thinking about it. Then the way she leaned across the black leather sofa in his living room, with her white, short, skirt up around her hips, her thick thighs spread and that soft round ass shaking as I fucked her was gonna stay with me a long time. It brought a smile to my face as I remembered the look on Kelvin's face when he came out of the bedroom because her of loud moaning and screaming as she came with my thick 8 3⁄4 inch black cock up in her wet pussy. We had always shared like brothers when we were in school at A and T and I did not care at all when he pulled Trisha's head to his cock and shoved it in her mouth.
Laughing a little as he looked over her bare brown back at me and said, "This will shut the bitch up."
A few strokes later I unloaded my second load of cum deep in Trisha's wiry, black haired cunt. She felt my cum spurting deep in her and squirmed back against my hard cock. Kelvin gripped her head on both sides as a minute or so later her working tongue and hungry mouth had him pumping a load into her cum sucking mouth. My cock was still buried deep in her and I held her tight by the hips, just moving a little in her, fucking her wet cum filled pussy with short strokes as she cleaned the cum from his cock.
Kelvin looked over her head at me and said, "This bitch is good, real fucking good, you got a hot one tonight bro."
Trisha was smiling at his remark as she turned to look back at me. My cum covered cock make a wet sucking sound when it pulled from her soaked pussy. Her brown eyes looked up at me as she knelt down on the floor and cleaned my thick cock. Her working tongue and soft lips kept me rock hard licking every bit of her pussy cum and mine from my black cock as I sat on the edge of the black leather sofa.
We both wanted the same thing when I pulled her to her feet and turned her big soft ass to me. She reached down between her legs as her big thighs straddled my legs and took my cock in her hand. The head slipped easy into her ass and I knew this was not the first time this bitch had it up the ass. I had her legs spread wide over my knees. She lowered herself down onto my black cock. Taking more, her spit from cleaning my cock lubed her ass and coated my cock. She rode up and down until she was all the way down to my balls. My black hands cupped her big heavy brown tits from behind. Her fat dark nipples were swollen and sticking up for attention. Trisha grunted when I pulled those nipples. Her ass clamped my hard cock as I twisted her nipples and held her back tight to my chest. Trisha rocked her fat soft ass from side to side while she massaged my balls with her right hand. The fingers of her left hand were slipping over her clit, she was moaning loudly again and I heard Kelvin laugh a little in his bedroom. Trisha wiggled her ass and shook her hips as she gripped my thick pole in her. Fuck, she was hot. Damn this bitch knew how to fuck I was thinking. As I loosed my hold to her soft body she began to ride up and down my shaft again. Her soft ass cheeks slapped down to my thighs again and again until my cum exploded up in her ass. Trisha grunted loudly and called out my name as her stroking fingers on her clit had her cumming again with my cock deep in her ass.
She threw her head back towards me. Her big tits were shoved into my squeezing hands and she shuddered as we came together. I pulled her back with me as I leaned back into the pillow like cushioned sofa. Her legs were spread over mine, my cock was buried in her cum filled ass and she turned to kiss me. I held her to me by those big tits as our tongues butter flied to each other for a few minutes. She then lifted up from me and faced me with a smile on her face. She held her skirt up over her hips and walked down the hall to the bathroom as I reached down and took her white thong panty from the floor. I wiped my cock clean with it and tossed it back down on the floor. A lamp was next to the couch on the end table and I switched it off.
Several minutes later when Trisha came back from the bathroom I was lying on my side on the sofa. The light comforter was across my naked body as she slipped in beside me. She had taken her skirt off and I felt that soft round ass press back to me as she lay with her back to me. I reached around her with my right arm and held her until we feel arelax.
Sometime early in the morning I heard the door to Nate's bedroom open. It stuck a little when it was closed and had to be jerked open. Daysha, Trisha's friend that had hooked up with Nate came out. She walked over to the sofa and woke Trisha
up. I acted like I was relaxing as Trisha picked up her clothes and got dressed. Yeah, I had already gotten what I wanted and so had she. I did not move or say a word as they left with the sun just barely up. I fell back arelax until about 8:00 when I heard Nate in the shower. It was time to get something to eat.
The sound of the gate attendants moving around brought my attention back to the present. They were opening the doors to the jet way that connected to the plane. It was already at the gate. They made the announcement about boarding after the passengers from the first part of the flight disembarked. I sat back down. Damn, I had forgotten that the Northwestern flight to Charlotte was originating in Denver. I watched about 20-25 people get off. A few of them were wearing Detroit Tiger baseball hats. I guessed they had been out to see them play the Rockies.
After a few minutes they made the call for boarding the first class passengers. I stood up, picked up my carry on, showed the gate attendant my ticket and walked down the jet way to the plane. I reached the door and looked around. It was one of the smaller jets with three seats on each side in the back and two on each side up in first class where I was sitting. I turned left towards the front of the plane and looked for my seat. I had used my free miles to upgrade to first class. Being 6' 1" and 205# was not good if you have to fly coach. I had booked and aisle seat to have even more room.
Looking at the row markers about the seats I saw my row just ahead. I stopped one row back when I saw the dark black hair of a woman in the seat that I had booked. What the fuck is up with this I thought. I moved on up next to her but she did not look up. She had her lap top open and was busy with some type of document that she was working on. I took a second to look her over.
She looked to be in her middle to late thirties. She was very light skinned. Her face, arms and hands were almost milk white. She wore a light yellow blouse and a light tan skirt. She had a matching tan sweater around her neck. I figured from a quick glance that she was around 5' 3" and maybe 135-140#. Her tits filled the yellow blouse nicely. Her legs were full not thin or skinny. I liked what I saw.
Her left hand with lightly painted pink fingernails showed both a wedding band and a diamond wedding ring as she typed on the lap top. I stood there for a moment waiting for her to look up but she was locked in on her work. I pulled the overhead bin open and pushed my carry on in before shutting it back down. She still had not looked up so I touched her shoulder to get her attention. She looked up at me and I was almost startled by the beauty of her face. Her eyes were a bright blue. Her face was pale white and her black eyebrows and long lashes stood out in a big contrast against her white skin. They were as dark as my coal black skin. I could see she was still in deep thought over the work she was doing so I just nodded towards the empty seat beside her. She smiled then and stood up for me to slide into the seat.
It was more cramped than the aisle seat but since it was first class I had a decent
amount of room so I did not bother to tell her that she was in my seat. No sooner had I sat down then she was back at work on the lap top. I watched her for a few moments and then put my head back and shut my eyes. The rest of the passengers were taking their seats and we would be taking off in a few minutes. It is over an hour in the air to Charlotte and I was thinking I could get in a little nap. I sat there and listened to her fingers pressing down the keys and thought for a moment how that milk white hand would look on my black cock. The scent of her perfume drifted over to me and was very nice. It seemed to fit what I had seen of her. It was soft but not overpowering and very sexy.
She took a deep breath and gave a sigh. A few minutes later I hear my seat mate for the flight shut down her lap top. The familiar ring of windows closing down was just a bit louder than the noise of the engines revving up more. No sooner had the computer shut down than the announcement to turn off all cells and electronics was given. She had finished her work just in time before take off.
I opened my eyes and turned to look at her as she leaned forward and pushed the laptop back under her seat. She felt my eyes on her and turned back to me. Once again the blue of her eyes and the contrast of her dark hair next to her pale face surprised me a little.
"Looks like you finished just in time" I said to her.
She smiled and answered me, "Yes and I am glad to get that off my to do list" and gave a little sigh of relief as her eyes widen with an expression.
I held out my big dark hand towards her as I said,"Jerald."
Her hand was soft and smooth and so very white against my dark skin as my fingers wrapped around her hand for a quick shake before she pulled it back and said, "Molly."
Then she said, "Oh I am so sorry, I am in your seat. The plane was not full from Denver and it was much easier to work in this seat. Do you want to trade now?"
"No it is ok, I am fine here, and I like the window, like to look out from time to time as we fly" I lied.
We lifted off and our conversation became more involved. She told me that she was flying into Charlotte for a training session. She worked for TIAA-CREF and was going to be at a seminar for three days, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. She would be flying back to Denver Wednesday night after the last training session. She had been married for 9 years and had a 7 year old boy and a 5 year old girl. When I said sarcastically that I know she did not carry any pictures of them with her, Molly smiled and playfully hit me on the shoulder saying of course I do.
She reached for the small purse that she had on the seat beside her and pulled out a thick, small photo album of the kids. She turned a little to me a little in her seat and held it in her small pale hands. As she flipped through the pictures, I put my hand underneath her right hand to help hold the thick billfold like album as she flipped them with her left hand and told me about each picture. The boy did not look very much like her. He was darker and had lighter hair. The flower looked just like a little mini Molly. She was just as pale and had the big same blue eyes and midnight black hair.
"She is very pretty.She looks just her lady" I told her.
Molly looked up at me and I knew she understood the compliment that I was paying her and I continued by saying to her, "You and Mike (her husband) are really going to have to look out for the boys when she gets older."
We looked at the rest of the pictures with our heads down. She told me how old each young was in the pictures and where it was taken. It was very easy to see her youngren were a big part of her life and she was proud of them. After the last picture of Mikey, the mister in his soccer uniform, she lifted her hand from mine and she shut the small thick album and tucked it back into her purse.
"Thanks for sharing those with me Molly. You have beautiful youngren but I am not surprised" I told her and she looked back up at me again as she nodded in thanks.
She starred straight ahead for a few moments and I let the silence stand between us for a while. She knew that I found her to be very attractive and I gave her time to think about it. My dark eyes were still on her and I asked, "Where are you staying in Charlotte, Molly?"
"At the Sheraton in the University area, do you know it, is it nice?" she turned and asked.
Smiling I told her, "Yes, I know it very well, it is only a few miles from my house and it is really nice. There is a small shopping area not to far away, I know you ladies like to shop and quite a few nice restaurants within walking distance on the other side of the lake. Ask for a room with a view of the lake. You will enjoy your stay there."
"Good, I have never been to Charlotte before. I really never travel very much. We just stay around the Denver area and have been to Chicago a couple of times" she answered.
Molly seemed to relax a little more and when the flight attendant asked if we wanted takes, I paid the flight attendant for the diet coke she requested and the bourbon and coke for I got. She handed the takes to Molly and I made sure my fingers brushed along hers as she turned to give me my take. She looked up at my
eyes again, knowing that I did it on purpose but she did not say anything. I felt my heart pump a little faster as she seemed to be a little shy, no a little submissive.
I sipped my take and teased her a little by asking," Are you sure she got the right one? You did not try and pull a fast one on me by taking the mixed one?"
She blushed a little and answered my question, "No, I am not a very good takeer. If I have a couple it really affects me a lot. I only have one every now and then."
Her blue eyes were on mine as I answered her with, "Just my bad luck then that you did not get them crossed up by mistake."
I held her eyes with mine as I took another long sip of my take. Then she dropped her eyes to the seat in front of her. For the rest of the flight we chatted and I continued to show my interest in her in subtle but definitive ways. Asking questions about her and her work, complementing her and making sure that I made eye contact with her, made the short flight time go by quickly. She told me that she did yoga and the whole family skied in the winter. She had lived in the Denver area all of her life and her husband worked for Coors in the purchasing department.
The plane pulled up to the gate and the doors were opened for us to leave. I stayed seated as she stood up to get her carry on from the overhead bin. I had been very careful for most of the flight not to let my eyes wander over her sexy body, when she could notice but when she stood up to get the bag I did not make an attempt to hide my interest or my appreciation of it. I wanted her to see me looking her over. Her head was above the bin and she could not see me looking so I wanted until she pulled her bag down and looked back at me to say good bye. My dark eyes were fixed on her legs and the skirt when she lowered the bag. I lifted my eyes up over her round tits to meet her eyes when she leaned towards me a little and held out her hand for a good bye shake. As her small white hand slipped into mine I let my eyes wander back down her body one more time. Admiring all the she had before lifting them back up to her eyes. She had a light blush on her face.
"Very nice, very pretty, Mike is a lucky man" I told her as my fingers held her soft warm hand.
Molly blushed and I continued saying, "It was a real pleasure to meet you Molly and I enjoyed our conversation. I hope you have a good time in Charlotte."
Molly blushed again. The blush was very easy to see on her pale face, as she stammered, "Me too Jerald."
I let go of her hand and watched as she left the plane in a hurry. She had said that there was a ride waiting for her at the airport and since our flight was about 10 minutes late I understood her hurry. As she walked down the aisle towards the door, I checked out her ass in the tan skirt and thought, damn it is a shame I will not
be seeing her again. The bin was still opened so I got lifted out my carry on and made my way off the plane. It was going to be good to get home and have a good night relax in my own bed.
I was all the way down to the end of the long concourse when I heard my name being paged to come back to gate 22a that we had just left. Damn that is a long way to walk back, I just want to get to my car and go home. I turned around while thinking what the hell is this all about? I then walked all the way back to the gate at the very end of the concourse. The lights were already off and there was only one gate attendant still there and he looked like he was in a hurry to leave as well. As I approached the waiting area he came over to me.
"Mr. Jeffermister?" he asked. "Yes" I answered.
He held out Molly's lap top that she had left behind under the seat and said, "Here is your computer. You left it in the seat back in front of yours."
It was obvious that they pulled the seat assignments for the flight and saw my name and concluded it was my mine. I smiled and shook his hand as I said thanks. I hurried down the concourse, checked the listings for the baggage claim area for our flight and hurried down the steps to it. I was hoping to catch Molly before she had gotten her ride. When I looked around the area there were a few people there that I recognized from our flight but I did not see Molly. I went to the claim counter and asked to have her paged but after two times she did not show.

Chapter 1 part B:

Tucking the lap top under my arm and carrying my bag in my hand I walked to the shuttle that would take me to my car. I thought that I would catch up with her at the hotel. It is only 4 or 5 miles from my house and not really out of the way at all.
With my bag in the back seat and Molly's computer on the front seat beside me I made the 20 minute drive over to the Sheraton. It was Sunday afternoon and the traffic was light. After parking in the hotel lot I went inside and checked with the clerk to see if Molly had checked in. Somehow I had reached the hotel before she did. I stood in the lobby for a minute or so to think about what to do next.
She must have realized that she had forgotten the lap top before she made it all the way to the hotel. She probably went back to the airport to look for it and knew by now that they did not have it. Since it was the only Northwest flight that came in on Sunday I am sure that the baggage claim area and the gate people had already left for the day. Northwest was not a major player at the Charlotte airport. She was going to be here sooner or later, I might as well wait her for her. It would give me another opportunity to see her again.
I went over to the bar and got a beer. After paying the bartended I took a seat in the lobby where I could see the main entrance but not be seen. Her lap top was next to
me and being curious I pulled the lid up and turned it on. She would be her pretty soon, so I just scanned the cache of the internet history to see the web sights she had been on to get a little more information. There was not much there, just a couple of shopping sites, yahoo, her company's web site and a history of some searches about insurance. Damn, it was nothing really interesting at all. I was about to shut it off when I got an idea.
Using the wireless link that the Sheraton had, I went on line and searched the web for the words ying and yang. There were a lot of web sites with the words but I wanted a big nice picture of the sign. Most had the sign and I finally found one that I liked. It showed the symbol in black and white and I took if from the web page and made it the wall paper on her start up. It seemed like an innocent yoga thing if someone else was to see it but I wanted her to see the intertwined black and white and put a thought in her mind of me. She would have to know that I put it there since I was on the only one that had access to her computer and if it did not work out for me to see her tonight, maybe it would get her to thinking more about me while she was in town. I down loaded it and shut down the computer. It had been about 30 minutes and that was plenty of time for her to return to the airport, look for the lap top, file a report if she could find anyone and then get to the hotel.
Sure enough a couple of minutes later I saw her walk through the main entrance. I let her go over to the desk and check in. I watched her from across the lobby, admiring her ass in the tan skirt, the dark black hair on next to her snow white skin and the shape of her breasts in the blouse as she stood next to the counter and waited for her room to be assigned. After she took the room card in her hand and started towards the elevators I got up and walked over to her. She pressed the button for the elevator before I reached her.
I tapped her on the shoulder with my dark hand and she jerked around to she who it was. She was tense, worried about the lost lap top. I smiled when I saw her blue eyes, her beautiful face and the look of surprise on it.
I held out the lap top in my right hand as I said, "Hello Molly, are you looking for this?"
Here eyes went wide as she answered, "Oh yes, thank you Jerald, thank you. I was so worried. You have saved my life."
"No problem" I answered her and handed it over to her.
The elevator rang and the doors opened. She stood there without getting on. She took the computer in her hands and held it down in front of her. Her smile was as big as her face and I could see that she had been very worried and was relieved to get it back. Then she told me that she had remembered it after the got her bag. Her ride had been an old girl friend from Denver that had transferred to Charlotte and in the excitement of seeing her again she had not remembered the lap top until they
had left the airport. They turned around and went back but just as I thought, Northwest had shut down for the day and all of the Northwest employees had left. She could not even file a claim for it. She thought she would never see it again. Molly went on to explain that she had not been working with company for long and this was her first training session out of town. The computer belonged to the company and she had dreaded the idea of showing up at the training session with out it. She just knew that she was going to be fired.
I just smiled as she explained all this to me, thinking this could not have worked out any better. I moved closer to her and she did not even notice as the elevator doors shut behind her.
"Thank you Jerald, thank you. You do not know how much you saved me." She said.
Standing there for a moment before saying anything, then telling her, "Have dinner with me tonight and we can call it even."
Molly hesitated for several moments, I continued, "Come on now Molly you wanted to know how you could thank me. You owe me. You said it yourself I saved your life" I said with a rising of my eyebrows, a tilting of my head and looking down into her pretty blue eyes with a small smile.
Her eyes looked into my mine for a moment like she was looking for something and then her answer was soft and low as she said," OK"
I smiled and told her, "Good, I have to go by the house first but I will be back in a couple of hours, around 6:00 to pick you up." Then to make her feel more comfortable I added, "I will meet you down here in the lobby."
Molly did not smile but she answered me with a soft, "That would be good."
After pressing the call button on the elevator behind her and seeing it open for her I watched her get on. She pressed the button or her floor and the doors shut with our eyes locked on each other. She was hugging the lap top to her chest with a small smile on her face. My heart was pumping faster at the thought of getting my hands on her. She was so fucking desirable my cock was already stirring in my pants at the thoughts in my head but I knew that I was going to have to take it slow until the time came. The ride to my place only took a few minutes but it gave me time to think about what I wanted to do that night. As I pulled the door open to my place I knew that if things went the way I wanted I would be ramming my big black cock up in between those pale white thighs later tonight.
After tossing my bag on the sofa in my living room I got the phone book out and looked up the number for the restaurant that I wanted to take her to. It was very close by to the Sheraton, less than a mile and had a fondue cuisine. It would be quite and had secluded booths for couples. The meals always took at least an hour
or two and would give me time to work my way into her head. The reservation was for 6:15. I hung the phone up and took a long hot shower. As the water bounced off my dark body I thought about how I would approach the dinner with Molly. If I came on too strong at the beginning I might scare her off. No, it would be good to take it easy, gain her trust and show her my interest in her at the same time. Then see if I could get a few takes in her and loosen her up a little. Some good conversation, a bottle of wine, maybe a walk around the lake after dinner and if I got up to her room, that would be the time to take control.
It was five minutes before six when I walked back onto the lobby of the Sheraton. My black Honda Pilot was parked out front the unloading zone as I looked around the lobby. Molly was already down there and was looking up at CNN on the TV above the bar. As I walked over, I checked her out again. She had her hair up and held in place by a large comb. She was wearing a pair of dark business slacks. They were the kind that fits tight over the top of the ass but falls down looser after that. They were all the way down to the pointed toe low heels that she had on her feet. Her blouse was a light pink and had a little shine to it like it was made of silk and looked good across her full breasts. She turned to look my way and I saw that the top two buttons of the blouse were undone and she had a small gold chain robe chain around her neck. It stood our brightly against her white skin. I liked what I saw. She had dressed very conservative but very feminine.
Making sure that I was giving her a big smile I walked over to where she was. It was easy to see on her face and in her eyes that she was more than a little nervous. I knew why she was nervous but played it off by saying, "You are worried about what kind of food they serve at the restaurant, am I right? I mean you have never been to NC or in the south, I might be taking you somewhere that they serve snakes, frogs and gator. Am I right?"
Molly laughed a little and answered me with, "No I am sure it will be a nice place." I walked beside her until we reached the door to the entrance. We could have used the automatic door but I angled towards small late night security door so I could hold it open for her. She stepped through and into the hot late afternoon sun. The MDX was right next to us on the curb so I put my hand in the small of her back and directed her to the passenger side door. Reaching out, I pulled the door open and said, "I left it running so it would be cooler for you. It has to be a lot hotter here today than it gets in Denver. How is this for service, for a beautiful lady?" Molly laughed as she answered, "I like this, I could get used to this. You must be one of those Southern gentlemen that I have heard of." Holding the door for her, I watched as she got into the passenger seat. It sits up high and I got a real quick glimpse of the shape of her ass when the dark pants tightened over it as she got in. I shut the door behind her and walked around the front while watching her buckle the seat belt across the light pink blouse. After getting in I pulled away from the curb I turned to her to say "It is less than a mile to the restaurant. It is just on the other side of the highway over there. I think you will like it." We went made the only two lights between us and the restaurant and as I pulled through the parking lot I said to Molly, "This is one of my favorites spots for dinner. It
is a fondue place. Have you ever been to one before?" She turned her head to me and said, "No I have not. This will be a first time for me. This should be fun. I like to try new things and places." I stopped to let a car go past and my eyes were on hers when I heard her say that. Was she aware of what she was saying or was she just being nice, referring to the place I had chosen for dinner. I was not sure but could feel my heart pump little faster as I looked into her blue eyes. Smiling I asked, "So you are the adventurous type?" Is that right Molly?" She blushed again at the look I was giving her and the way I had emphasized the word are in the question. I laughed and shook my head a little as I parked in the empty spot the car I waited for had left. Molly turned and started to open the door but I stopped her by saying loudly and powerfully, "No, that is not your job. That is my pleasure. You will not be opening doors while I am around lady." She saw the frown on my face, when she turned back to me. She had heard what I said but was not sure if I was joking or not. Then I smiled and told her, "Just enjoy it Molly, enjoy the evening." She heard what I said but I meant more than just the opening of doors. I wanted her to relax, be more at ease with me taking control. Seconds late I was pulling her door open and looking at her small white feet in the somewhat sexy black short heeled shoes as she slide out of the passenger seat. I shut the door behind her and walked her towards the entrance of the restaurant. It was up two flights of stairs and when another couple came down at the same time. They had their arms around one another's hips. He was leaning into her a little and saying something in her ear as they walked down the steps. I stepped back behind Molly to let them pass. When I did I got a nice whiff of her perfume and with her standing on the step in front of me she was just about my height. She turned to look back at me as they passed and we shared a smile about the two lovers that had just gone down the steps beside us. As my dark eyes held her blue ones When I had made the reservation I had asked for a booth for two. The hostess saw my name and reservation and led us to a small booth in the back that was placed behind a large booth for 10. It did not have a chair on the outside only a padded sofa like seat on one side. I knew this when I made the reservation and knew that Molly would have to sit next to me. She looked for a moment and then slide into the booth without a comment. I am sure she did not feel comfortable sitting next to me but did not want to offend me by asking for a chair to sit on the other side of the table. When I moved beside her, I turned and said, "This is like on the plane." This remark seemed to put her at ease a little and she picked up the menu. After she had time to look at the choices I made the suggestion that we get the sampler dinner for two since she had never been there before. That way she could try them all. I explained that it is four courses, a pot of melted cheese for dipping bread, followed by cut vegetables to be cooked in water, the main course of beef, chicken, and shrimp with a pot of bouillon to cook them in and finally melted chocolate for dipping cake and pastries in for dessert. Molly agreed with my decision and I did not mention that it came with a bottle of the house white wine.
When the waiter came back a few minutes later with the two wine glasses and the full bottle I half way expected Molly to say something but she remained silent. She watched as he opened the bottle for us, poured two glasses and then set the bottle down before leaving.
I picked up my glass and took a sip before saying, "That is good." Molly took her glass and raised it to her pink lips. It was the first time that I had noticed that her lips were the same color as her nails. I was sure they were not the same on the plane. She did not have on lip stick then. She took a very small sip and smiled back at me as she put it down. "It is good" she said. "You were right Jerald, I do like this." She hesitated for a moment and then continued "I mean I do like this place" she said. I laughed a little and looked into her eyes as I said, "Good Molly, real good." The food was great. The service was very good and the next two hours brought Molly and me closer. We shared the forks for the pots, she would cook for me and I would cook for her. A couple of times I reached out with a napkin to wipe away a drop from her soft white chin. Anytime my dark skin was next to hers it was a huge contrast. A couple of times I saw her starring down at her small white hand next to mine when we were loading the forks for the pots or taking the meat off after cooking. The bottle of wine was almost empty when we finished the main course and were ready for the dessert. Before the last course, the waiter came over to ask if we wanted white cake with melted dark chocolate or white chocolate with dark cake. I turned to Molly and looked at her as I told him "I think that she wants to try the dark tonight." He answered very good and left. The blush on Molly's face was from more than just the wine. She knew what I was referring to but did not say anything about it. My eyes held hers for a moment or two and then she looked down towards the table. I had gradually moved closer to her during the meal. Leaning into her when we shared a plate or when reaching for the cut portions had gotten her used to the feel of my body against her. My left thigh was pressed to her right thigh under the table. Her hands were in her lap and I reached down and took her right hand in my left. I held it lightly for a moment and then turned it over in my hand until her palm was up. I ran the fingertips of my right hand over her open palm as I held her hand and stayed silent. I felt her entire body shiver the second time my fingers brushed over soft palm. I stopped and asked, "Did I get the order wrong Molly." She looked up at me,I could see her blue eyes wide with uncertainness and she answered, "I am not sure." That answer was better than her saying that yes I had gotten it wrong and I smiled at her. I knew that if I got the opportunity I could make her mine. She slowly pulled her hand from mine under the table but did not move her leg from mine. I reached down and poured the rest of the wine in our glasses equally, not wanting to give her the idea that I was trying to get her takes and take advantage of her. The wine was just to loosen her up a little, get her over her inhibitions. The dessert came and it was very rich and sweet. After the other courses we did not
want or need to eat a lot of it. After the first piece I dipped another piece lightly and took it off the fork with my fingers and turned to Molly. "Here Molly, this one if for you" I said. Molly reached for it with her right hand but I pulled my hand from hers as I told her, "No, open up."
Molly lowered her hands and I placed the white cake dripping with chocolate on her tongue. She looked in my eyes and again I could see her pale skin pink from a blush. It was on her cheeks and very sexy down the front of her neck and into the little bit of cleavage that showed under the pink blouse. Her lips closed around the cake and I ran the tip of my index finger along her upper lip and then on her lower lips as she held rock still. It was like she was scared of what was happening, of what I was doing but could not bring her self to stop or it. I had a soft smile on my face and I leaned in closer to her as I said softly, "Nice." She watched as I lowered my hand. Then Molly chewed the cake slowly before swallowing. I took another piece and dipped it with my fingers in the warm liquid chocolate. Her lips parted without me speaking as I raised it to her mouth. Her eyes were on mine and her breathing was faster as I placed the dripping chocolate covered white cake in her mouth. She closed her pink lips around it and chewed it a couple of times before it melted on her tongue and she swallowed again. Some of the chocolate had dripped on my finger and I traced her lip with it and smiled as she licked the chocolate from them. My cock jerked in my pants as her tongue lightly brushed my finger on her lips. There were a couple of pieces left on the small dessert plate between us but I did not want to push her more. She reached for the napkin that was on her lap and brought it up to her lips. She looked down and wiped her face and then reached for the almost empty glass in front of her. As she finished the glass and placed it down in front of her, the waiter came by and asked if we wanted anything else. My reply was just the check. It was time to get Molly out of here and back towards the hotel. Her eyes were a little glassy and her face stayed pink now with a continual blush from the wine and our touches.

(Chapter 1 part d)

We stayed like that for a few minutes until she let go of me and rolled out from under me. I watched her roll off the bed and she reached down to get her clothes before she quickly went to the restroom. My cum dripped from her pussy and onto the carpet just before she shut the door behind her. Several minutes past before I got up from the bed and reached for my clothes. It was apparent that she was not coming back out. It was very quite in both rooms and I got dressed without saying anything to Molly. After pulling my shoes back on, I moved over and knocked on the door.
"Are you okay Molly?" I asked. She did not answer so I waited a couple moments before saying, "Tell me baby."
Still no answer, so I said, "Sorry if you are upset baby but I want you to know you are really something, something special."
After another minute or so, I walked to the door, opened it and softly closed it behind me.

Chapter 2...

Monday Night
It was around 9:30 when I got back to my place. It had been 3 days since I had lifted so I went in the spare bedroom that I use as an exercise room. I worked out hard for 45 minutes. During the workout my muscles got the good burning in them. As I lifted I thought about Molly and the time we had just spent with each other. Visions of her sexy body, her snow white skin burned in my mind when I shut my eyes and strained with the weights of the universal machine. There was no doubt that I wanted her again but after the way she acted when I was leaving I was not sure of how to go about getting between those married white thighs again with my black cock. Doing the arm curls had my heart pumping fast and as I strained on the last few reps of the third set I realized that I wanted more than to just fuck that sweet Denver wife. I wanted to take her, make her my bitch, a slut for my black cock and send her back home different woman.
After I showered off, I lay in the bed thinking back to the first time I saw her and how she had reacted to everything that I said or did. When we were on the plane, Molly was polite and friendly but she embarrassed easily at compliments or when I held her hand. After the takes and dinner and we got back to her room, Molly did not attempt to stop my dark hands from running over her body. She did not ask me to stop or pull my hands away. She stood stiff and still and submitted until she felt the swollen head of my cock against her wet pussy. After I pushed up into her she was fucking me as much as I fucked her. I remembered that Molly had cum on my thick black cock at least two times before I emptied my full balls in her. Even after that she held her white body to mine for a while before rolling off the bed and hiding in the bathroom.
Damn, this was the probably the first time she had ever cheated on her husband and know damn well from the way she talked and acted that she had never been with a Black man before. She had stated to cry from the guilt, the remorse of me fucking her. No, I think it was more from the guilt of liking it so much and cumming on my black cock two times.
At the start she had just been friendly and nice because she did not expect anything. After I gave her the lap top back she went to dinner with me out of gratitude. After a few takes, the excitement of being out of town alone for the first time, the touches we shared and the obvious desire that I had for her had made her let go a little more. There was no way with her sweet submissive nature she could have been able to resist the feel of my aggressive dark hands on her and I took advantage of it. I fucked her married tight white pussy, I pulled her long hard nipples, I kissed her not wet mouth and filled her pussy with my cum until it leaked out on to the carpet of the Sheraton hotel room. Under the covers my cock hardened again at the picture of her in my mind and I planned for tomorrow.

Molly said the training sessions lasted until 4:30 each day and were being held at the Sheraton. She should be out of the session and up to her room a little before 5:00. I could sit in the lobby and wait for her to hit the elevator and follow her up. No, that would be way out of fucking line. That would be more like stalking than a seduction of that sweet married lady. No, hell no, that would not work, I ain't into stalking or that **** cuckolds brownie.
It would be better to try and catch her in her room with a phone call. If I can get her talking again I can lead her to me. She will be too polite and sweet to just hang up. Also by talking with me I know she will be thinking about last night and how good it felt. Just like before, I have to make sure that I can make her feel safe until I get her passions and desires to overrule her mind until she willing spreads those legs for my hard black cock again.

At 3:00 on Monday I left the job site of the new school gym on the other side of Charlotte where my company was putting up the insulation. I told Maurice, the crew boss that I was going to be busy the rest of the day. He had worked for me for two years and would do a good job if I was there or not.
Traffic was a bitch but I got back home around 4:00. When I drove down Hwy 29 past the Sheraton my heart beat a little faster and I thought about what I had planned for the evening. I took a quick shower and looked over at the clock. It was 4:35.

After looking up the number for the Sheraton I called the front desk and asked for Molly's room. It rang 7-8 times before I hung up. After getting a cold beer from the refrigerator, I called the Sheraton again. This time the clerk gave me her direct room number when I asked.
On the third ring Molly picked up and answered "Hello."

She sounded a little hurried, like she had heard the phone ringing and had rushed into to pick up, "Hello Molly" I said to her.

Not giving her a chance to answer I continued, "How was it today, did the training session go well?" I asked.
Not wanting to hear a one word answer of yes or no from her, I pressed her with, "What was the topic for today?"

It really did not make a cuckolds brownie to me what she answered or how it went. The idea was to show her that I had been listening to what she had told me yesterday and that I was interested in what she was doing. To get her talking about herself was the point. It damn sure was not the time to bring up hiding in the bathroom.
Molly was genuinely excited about the new position that had with the company and
the training. I heard all about it for several minutes before she paused. She did not mention the wall paper that I had placed on her computer.

When she stopped I said "They really put a lot on you today. Sounds like it was real stressful."
Molly gave big sigh and said, "You would not believe hot stressful."

After giving a confirming chuckle to her I told her, "Sounds like you need a little time to relax, to enjoy yourself this evening. You deserve it after all that training today" and then I asked "Molly do you have plans for the evening? I know of a very nice seafood place that is not far from the Sheraton."

Molly did not answer for a moment and then said, "Cynthia, my friend who picked me up from the airport is taking me out for dinner. We are going to have North Carolina style bar b cue."
Damn, I thought to myself and then asked, "Cynthia is your friend with the twin baby boys right?"
Her answer of, "Yes" was what I wanted to hear.

"I got to admit I am disappointed I was looking forward to seeing you and taking you to this place. I am sure that you would like it. I had reservations for two at 7:30" I told Molly.
Yes, I was setting her up, first by telling her that I was disappointed in not seeing her and secondly by letting her know that I had already made the reservation. I smiled to myself. There was no way that nice, polite, Molly was going to feel anything but a little bad about not being able to have dinner with me.
My feelings were confirmed when she answered, "I am sorry Jerald. Maybe we can go there tomorrow night, I mean if you do not have plans or something else to do."

I did not answer for a moment and then said, "You can make it up to me by meeting me after dinner and we can take that walk around the lake that we talked about yesterday. Cynthia will have to get home early for those kids. I will meet you in the lobby after you get back from eating bar b cue. "

Molly did not expect that answer, she hesitated before answering. I guessed at what she was thinking. She felt badly that I had made reservations for dinner even though I asked at the last minute. She did not want to get in the same situation as yesterday, alone with me in her room. Meeting me in the lobby would be safe and the lake would be pretty at night. She did not want to stay alone in the hotel room when the excitement of being in a new city was still there.

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When she did not answer after 10 seconds or so, I answered for her by telling her, "Molly I will see you at 8:30 in the lobby."
She still did not answer for several moments and then said "Okay Jerald" in her soft clear Midwestern voice.
My pulse raced faster as I said, "Enjoy the bar b cue" and hung up.
The parking lot of the hotel was almost full when I pulled in at 8:30. After waiting a few minutes I got out and walked towards the entrance. It was 8:37 on the clock above the front desk. My eyes moved over the almost empty lobby until I saw Molly standing over close the bar. She was dressed in a pair of light blue Capri pants with a white polo shirt. Her back was to me as she watched the TV behind the bar. I checked out her round full ass. It looked good, real good and a vision of taking her from behind with that ass high up in the air flashed in my head. She had a pair of flat brown sandals on her feet.
When I was about half way across the lobby, she turned and looked back towards the door. It was obvious that she was waiting for me and had been there long enough to bet bored staring at the door and had moved over where she could see the TV and check the door. Her lips, pink with lip stick, spread back into a smile over her perfect white teeth as my dark brown eyes held her beautiful blue ones. My right hand raised in a little wave. I smiled and moved the rest of the way across the lobby to her. After stopping in front of her, I took both her shoulders in my hands and held her tightly as I leaned into her for a very light and quick kiss on her cheek. Her cheek was so smooth and soft. The scent of her perfume was so enticing to me. It was just a greeting kiss, nothing sexual about it if we did not have a history between us but we did and her face was a bright crimmister as I leaned back from her and slowly pulled my hands fall from her shoulders.
I had made her wait the extra few minutes on purpose but smiling I said, "Sorry I am late, hope that you did not have to wait long" and before she could answer finished with "Lets go."
Molly walked beside me as we went across the lobby and toward the main entrance. As we approached the door an older Asian couple with a cart full of bags was coming in. As the bellman pushed the cart over the small runner of the automatic doors it tilted and all the bags feel off. There must have been 7-10 bags on the small cart and they now blocked the door. As the older Asian man was yelling in his native language at the bellman and stacking the bags back on the cart, Molly smiled and looked up at me as she tried to hide her laugh. Her blue eyes were shinning and the little tension she felt from my stealing a kiss from her had been forgotten. I nodded with a large grin on my face and motioned towards the swinging side door that is used at night. As we approached the door I slowed just a little to see if she would stop in front of the door for me to open it for her like the night before. She did. With my right hand in the small of her back I pushed the
door open with my left for her.
"You remembered the rule from last night" I said as she stepped through the door and let it close behind us.
"Of course I did. A girl remembers something like that" Molly answered.
Yes, I was very tempted to ask if she remembered anything else about last night that she liked but it was too soon. After walking around the hotel we found the sidewalk that went down and then all the way around the lake. On the far side of the lake were the row of shops and restaurants and the University Park shopping center. As we walked I got Molly to tell me about the place that they went for dinner. She talked about the food and said it was very good. She told me that I was right and Cynthia had made a very early evening of it. She had dropped Molly off at the hotel around 7:00.
I kept my eyes fixed on Molly and we slowly walked around the lake towards the shops on the other side. The night was a lot cooler than the hot day and felt very comfortable. We passed the first couple of shops without stopping but then we came to a shop that sold souvenirs.
"Molly, you have to go in here and get some things for your kids" I told her as I took her by the elbow and pulled her towards the door.
"I would like to get them some things if you do not mind. I know how men feel about shopping" she replied with a smile.
"It depends on the company. I could really get used to shopping with a pretty lady from Denver named Molly" she heard.
She glanced at my face for a moment as I held the door to the shop open for her and then walked in. After looking around for several minutes, Molly started holding up different items and asking me what I thought as she shopped. She finally picked out a hat and t shirt for her mister and a t shirt and a small ring for her flower. The next couple of stores were not interesting.
We came to the ice cream shop and I took her by the hand and pulled her in with me as I looked at her and said,"You have your kind of shopping and I have mine."
Molly laughed as she said, "I guess this means you want some ice cream." Smiling I answered her, "Among other things Molly."
Here smile was an answer of yes. I stood behind her as she walked past the two coolers holding the different flavors. She leaned forward a little to look at a flavor in the back and my cock throbbed in my pants as I saw the Capri pants pull tight over
her ass. She stood back up and moved on down. After she reached the end she turned and looked at me.
"There are a lot of choices here. What kind do you like? What are you getting? Have you already made up your mind?" she asked me.
"Of course I do, I want the vanilla. Remember last night when I told you I liked the white cake. It is the same with a lot of things in my life. I like the vanilla" I answered.
Molly's blue eyes held mine and then she looked away and moved over towards the first cooler again.
The kid behind the counter asked, "Cone or cup and how many scoops?" "Cup and two big scoops of vanilla" I answered.
Molly heard my answer but did not respond. As the kid reached over to fill my cone I stepped over next to her at the first cooler and asked, "Are you going to have the chocolate again tonight or have you made up your mind yet?"
Molly looked up from the cooler towards me. Her blue eyes were bright and wide. There was a light pink blush to her face and on that snow white neck and upper chest where the polo shirt was opened at the top two buttons. She did not answer.
The kid behind the counter moved over to us and handed me my cup. I told him, "She wants the chocolate but with a cone, only one scoop. "
Molly stood without talking as she took the cone and watched as I paid the kid for our order. With the bag in her right hand and the cone in her left we walked out the door back to walk. The lights that were shinning from the shops were reflected in the dark water of the lake. We went just a little way until I took a seat on the steps in front of a hair dresser shop that was closed. Molly stood for a moment and then sat down beside me.
"Thank you for the ice cream" she said.
I smiled and told, "No problem. I like doing things that make you smile. "
We sat in silence and looked out over the lake as we enjoyed the ice cream. It was much cooler than the day but the warm heat radiating from the concrete steps and sidewalk was making her cone melt faster than she could eat it. I watched her red tongue slip over her lips as she licked the dark chocolate and it made me wish it was my cock that was in her left hand.
Molly leaned forward a little to keep the ice cream from dripping on her big firm tits in the white polo shirt or on her tight light blue pants.
Smiling over at her, I asked "Molly did I get you more than you can handle?"
Her eyes turned back and up to me. I saw the chocolate on her lips, a small drop on her chin and I said, "I think you can handle it, you just need more practice."
This time the blush was easy to see even in the dim lights. There was no mistake that she knew what I was referring to. She looked down at the cone and then quickly licked a large drop that was about to fall off of the side. Her hand was trembling a little as her tongue slipped back over those plump soft lips. Molly kept her eyes from mine until we finished our ice creams.
"I knew you could handle it Molly" I teased her as she pushed the last bit of the cone into her mouth.
She smiled with her mouth full of the cone and I got a chance to read those sexy eyes. They were telling me that she was fine so far. After standing up I held out my hand to help her down from the steps. With her eyes fixed on mine she took my hand as I pulled her up. I kept my fingers locked around hers and we continued our walk.
There are a couple of restaurants bars along the lake that have outside dinning on patios and sometimes live music. We stopped at the next to the last one and stood outside. A blonde lady of around 40, dressed in a black skirt and red blouse was accompanied by a piano as she sang some Nora Jones. We watched her for a minute or so and when I glanced down to see if Molly was enjoying the misterg I saw her lips moving to the words.
"So like Norah Jones too. We have to go in and check this out" I told Molly.
She nodded a yes so we walked around to front and went inside. I held her hand as we moved towards the back and took a small table with a lake view. It was a Monday and not very busy. The waitress followed us to our table and as I held the chair for Molly asked if we would like something from the bar or the menu.
I looked over at Molly and then told the waitress "Two jack and coke" as I pulled my chair to the same side of the table as Molly and took my seat.
"Since I caught you on the plane trying to steal my take, I thought I might as well order you one and
an avoid that situation again" I laughed.
Molly reached up and playfully punched me on my dark arm and I said, "Hey now, we can not have any of that" and I took her punching hand right hand in my left.

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My dark fingers were interlaced with hers. I pulled her hand below the table and placed it just below my shorts on the dark bare skin of my knee. Her touch on my skin was exciting. She glanced up at me and then back at the singer without a word. We watched and listened to her singing the slow, soulful Nora Jones mistergs until the waitress set the takes down before us. I paid for them along with a 5 dollar tip. Leaning back I took a sip of my take. Molly tested hers with a small sip and then took a bigger one as she looked ahead at the blonde. The dim lights reflected off her wedding rings and I thought about how that hand was going to look wrapped around my black cock. Yes, tonight I was going to fuck that white beautiful married lady again. Tonight I was going to take more than just her body. Tonight I was going to start taking her mind.
The blonde finished her set and after we clapped and I put a 10 in the hat they passed for her I asked Molly, "Do you want another take?"
"We can stay if you want one Jerald but I do not want anther" she answered. "That is ok Molly, it looks like she has finished for the night" I answered.
Taking her hand, we strolled from the small bar and back to the walk around the lake. We were at the far end and it would be closer to complete the circle than to go back the way we came. We crossed around the end of the lake on the path and into the dim lighted area that led up the grass hill towards the Sheraton. As we walked up the hill, Molly was talking about a park that they have in Denver. She sometimes takes the kids to on Saturday mornings. I was not really listening closely. My mind was working on getting control of her and the situation. If we got back to the hotel and Molly started playing hard to get, it would be difficult to get up to her room. No, I had to break down that barrier before we got back to the hotel. I had to have her under control before we got back. I had to make her body make the decision for her. We came up behind the hotel near the outside pool area. It was late and the middle of the week. The pool was closed. Only a couple of security lights dimly showed the deck and the lounge chairs positioned around the pool. I opened the gate to cut through the pool to the back door. After shutting the gate behind Molly after holding it for her, I took her left hand again. As we walked by the pool I stopped in front of one of the long, white, plastic, lounge chairs and sat down, pulling Molly down with me. I pulled her down to my lap and seated her across my legs. She was a little startled and did not seem to be comfortable on my lap as she looked at me with that soft sweet face.
"Jerald, I think we should go inside, it is late" she pleaded.
I smiled at Molly. My left arm circled around her back and my hand rested on her hip as I held her down on my lap. My right was on her warm belly. Molly sat with her legs touching and her hands clasped together between her legs.
I ignored what she said about getting back and leaned into her soft hair. I took the shopping bag along with small purse from her lap and laid it down on the deck beside us. Like last night Molly did not make a move to push me away or to encourage me. She sat stiff on my lap as I nuzzled along her neck and ear with my nose and lips for a minute or so. My right hand was moving slowly and softly over her belly. Feeling the warmth from her body against my hand and on my lap had my heart pumping faster. Thinking about her big soft tits, the long red nipples I raised my hand up and cupped her right breast. Molly groaned a little as I gently lifted her breast, weighing it on my dark fingers before they closed around it in a gentle squeeze.
Molly leaned a little more to me and I wished in her ear, "Did you like the wall paper I put on your computer baby? The black and white together like that, so close like we were last night."
Molly did not answer me and I ran my left hand up her back and took a fistful of her dark soft hair in my left hand. With her hair wrapped around my fingers I pulled her face towards mine.
Her hair was pulled back tight as I looked in her eyes and already knew the answer but I told her "Answer me baby."
Molly mouthed a soft "yes" and I smiled and pulled her head back more.
She felt my mouth and tongue on her throat and neck, my right hand stroking her full tits in the white polo shirt and Molly squirmed on my lap and pulled her hands from between her legs. Her right hand moved to the back of my neck and I felt her left hand pressed to my hard chest. After pushing the collar of her shirt open more with my nose I licked the top of her milk white cleavage and felt her hand grip my neck tighter as she pressed her body to mine. She turned more, offering her soft white tits to me.
Reaching down with both hands, my left hand on her right side and my right hand on her left I jerked the polo shirt free from her pants and immediately moved my hand under it, over her warm belly and took her white tit in my dark fingers. Molly gasped at the rough way I squeezed her breast this time, feeling the power, the desire in my hand. My tongue ran up her throat and I pulled her head back down to meet my lips as they brushed over her chin on the way to meet hers. Holding her tightly by a fistful of her hair, I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Molly fluttered the tongue to mine and squirmed more on my lap.
My finger tips glided down from her warm bra covered over her soft belly. Molly's belly jerked at my teasing soft touch as my dark fingers moved over it. She sucked her breath in and her left hand gripped my shirt against my chest. Pushing my hand lower I cupped her pussy, in the tight blue pants with my long fingers and felt the warmth between her legs. As we kissed I rubbed her pussy through the pants and
ground my palm against the top to her clit. Molly's legs were spread wide for my right hand and both her hands and arms were around my neck. I felt and heard her soft moan as she pressed her hips up to my dark hand.
This was not like last night when she stood passively as I worked her sexy married body with my hands and mouth. She was responding to my touch, to her desires without hesitation. My lips pulled from her hungry mouth and I tilted her head to the side. Tracing her ear with my tongue brought a shiver from her.
Smiling to myself I whispered in her ear, "You are so beautiful, so fucking sexy, you make my black cock so hard baby."
Molly kissed my neck in response and I continued, "All night baby, I want you all night long this time. Going to fill you with my cock, make you cum on it again and again."
She groaned when she heard me say I was going to make her cum. With my fingers gripping her hair I turned her face back to mine and looked in to her eyes. My right hand was between her spread legs, rubbing her through the pants with Molly still sitting across my lap.
Looking in her eyes, her arms around my neck, I asked her "I know your hot baby, I can feel it, are you wet baby, and is your pussy wet from my hand Molly, from remembering last night baby?"
Molly simply starred into my eyes without speaking. We both knew the answer but I was pushing her, making her admit what her body was telling her. My right hand still stroking her pussy I jerked her head a little with my left in her hair.
Her eyes flew open more at the rough jerk, she moaned and I told her, "Answer me baby, tell me."
She groaned and leaned forward, pressing her face to my chest. Her legs open for my rough touch on her. I was not going to let her get away that easily. I pulled her head back out and looked into her eyes again.
"Is it baby? Is it wet for my black cock?" she heard again. When she answered it was so soft I could barely hear the "Yes."
I pulled my hand from between her legs reached up to caress her soft white left cheek with my hand as I looked into her eyes. I pulled her mouth to mine and saw her shut her eyes for the kiss. I gave her a soft kiss on the lips. My tongue ran over her parted lips before I pulled her head back from giving her the gentle reward for answering me. She opened her eyes and looked into my brown ones.
It was time to push her more I thought as I told her, "Show me Molly, pull your pants open so I can feel how wet you are."
Her face went to my chest again and I heard her soft "Please Jerald."
Lifting her head from my chest, looking at her eyes again, "Do it Molly, show me your pussy baby."
"Pleeeessee...no...I can't" I heard and my cock throbbed as I looked at her blue eyes.
I heard "no" but her eyes were soft and full as I said, "Come on baby, you can do it. Do it for me baby."
I lifted her hand from my chest and moved it to the button at the top of her pants, "Go on baby."
My hand rested on her warm flat belly. My red was boiling and my cock pushing up hard in my pants as I saw Molly's trembling fingers pull at the button on the top of the light blue Capris. If she did this for me I knew there would be nothing that she would not do tonight. She dropped her head for a moment but I pulled her face back around to mine, powering her to look in my eyes as she pulled the button loose. She was biting her lower lip with her eyes half closed as the button popped free.
My lips were on her ear as I softly praised her "Good baby, real good."
Slowly my right hand drifted down from her belly to the open top of her pants. Pushing my fingers under the top of her panties I could feel the zipper being powerd down by the back of my hand. Her panties were soaked from her leaking pussy. My middle finger pressed down along her swollen pussy lips but I did not slip it in her. Molly buried her face to my chest again. Her arms were around me as she held on tightly, gripping my shirt in the back in her hands. She held her legs open wide for my dark hand. Gently and very lightly I stroked her pussy lips as she shivered and moaned on my lap.
Telling her as I rubbed her pussy, "Tonight Molly I am going to make you cum again on my black cock. I am going to fill you with my black cock. Going to take all of your hot wet married pussy make it mine."
Molly responded with a gasp and then a moan. She gripped my shirt with both hands and held on to me as my middle finger, slick from her leaking pussy juices pushed hard to her clit. Molly rocked her hips to my hand, moaned on my chest and I ran my finger over her clit. Her hair was still wrapped around the fingers of my left hand. I pulled her head from my chest and kissed her hard and deep. She was taking shorter, faster breaths and sucked on my tongue in her mouth until I pulled her back again.

I remembered how she obeyed me last night. How turned on she got, how she got off when I told her to cum on my black cock. Looking down at her, I saw her eyes half shut, her face red from passion, her hair messed up and I told her, "Cum for me Molly, cum on my finger baby."
Molly's left hand lifted from me and covered my right one on her heated pussy. I pressed my hand down lower and pushed my finger up in her as I ground my palm to her stiff clit. Molly's legs jerked and she pushed to my finger as she felt it split her pussy lips. Her face went back to my chest and her nails were sharp on the back of my hand over her pussy as she groaned and her body jerked under my hands. It was easy to feel the tension in her legs, her muscles stiff as she came on my dark hand. Her thighs clamped to my wrist but I continued to finger fuck her hot pussy and grind her clit until she made a muffled squeal into my chest and came.
My hand was soaked from her juices, when I heard her softly beg," Please Jerald, please" and I pulled my hand from her pussy.
Molly leaned into me, her head lying against my chest as I held her. After several minutes she rose up and stood. She turned from me as she pulled her pants shut and buttoned them back. I stood and took her purse and shopping bag in my hand. My other slipped over her back and around her hips.
We did not speak as we went into the hotel, across the lobby and to the elevators. I pressed the call button and the door opened immediately for us. Molly stepped in and turned back to me as I followed her and pressed the button for her floor. Her blue eyes were wide and submissive when she looked up at me. It was easy to see that she was still afraid or unsure about tonight but she was going to go through with it. She wanted it, wanted to feel the passion, the desire that we had last night and just now.
My hand was rubbing her fine ass as I answered her look with "We got all night tonight Molly."
Molly stood on her tip toes and kissed my dark cheek. The door to the elevator opened and we walked down to her room it was about 10:15. After shutting the door behind us I moved over to where Molly was standing between the bed and the dresser. She was looking nervous again. Not sure of what to do with her hands, she held them clasped in front of her. Her eyes were wide and her tits were moving up and down under the white polo shirt with her short fast breaths. It was time to take control of her, time to get what I wanted, to take her body and mind.
While not saying a word to her, only looking into her eyes, I reached down and pulled my pants open. My semi hard black cock flopped out when the zipper reached the end. With a slight smile on my face, I took a fistful of Molly's dark hair again and she sucked in a big breath. Wrapping her hair around my fingers I
pushed that sexy married white lady to her knees in front of me. Holding her head back so I could look at her pale, pretty, white face, and into her blue eyes I nodded to Molly. Her hands were shaking a little as she took my coal black rod. Her fingers and hands were paper white against my skin. I began to swell more as soon as her warm fingers lifted my fat shaft. I was thickening and growing longer in her hands as she worked my black cock.
Looking down at her I said, "Rub it on your face Molly. I want to see it on your beautiful white face."
She closed her eyes as she felt the soft skin of my cock on her cheek. The head was touching her forehead as she pressed the shaft to her cheek. Molly sighed and pulled my cock back to rub the head along her chin and then under it. She obeyed me with out question as I directed her to rub it over her nose, her other cheek and against her neck but kept her eyes closed as it reached my full 8 3⁄4 and throbbed in her ivory fingers.
I let go of my hold on her hair and reached down. She opened her eyes to look at me as I pulled the white polo shirt up over her tits. She lifted her arms without hesitation for me. I dropped the shirt on the floor next to us and looked at Molly. I softly stroked her hair with my hand and she took my cock in her right hand. She softly jerked it as she knelt before me, waiting for what was next.
"Take the bra off Molly" she heard.
With her right hand still jerking my cock, Molly reached back with her left and undid the clasp of her bra. She shrugged her shoulders a bit and the bra feel loose down under her milk white tits. Her nipples were long and swollen. When she looked back up to me her face was red from the excitement or embarrassment and it showed all the way down her neck to the top of her chest. My cock jerked in her hand as I realized I had been too easy on her. She needed to be told what to do, to be used, to be made to serve my black cock.
Her nipples were standing out proud and pointed up from her round soft tits. Taking them between my fingers I pulled and rolled them as I watched her jerking my cock and squirming below me.
"Yes, Molly, you like that, I know you do. Like the feel of my black hands on your white tits" I told her.
"Yessss....yes." she answered and pushed her tits up more to my hands.
"You thought about how I fucked you last night, how good my black cock felt in you. How I filled you up and how hard you came on my cock. I know you did. Know that is why you agreed to meet me again tonight. You want me to fuck you again. I know you do Molly." I confidently told her.
Molly moaned and took my hard cock to her mouth. She licked the head and tasted my precum leaking from it. Then she ran her tongue over the tip before opening as wide she could to take it between those soft full lips.
"MMM....fuck yes, that feels good. Suck my cock Molly, suck it baby. " I told her.
She groaned loudly with my cock in her mouth and my fingers twisting her long nipples. I could tell that she did not really like to suck cock but smiled to myself as I thought about how that was going to change tonight and said to her, "Yeah that right baby, that's good."
Molly was looking up at me after she heard me praising her when suddenly her cell phone, on the nightstand, beside the bed rang. She looked up at me with a panic in her eyes. Her hands fell from my cock as she pulled her head back and got to her feet. I watched her with my hard cock standing up straight from my pants as she moved across the room and picked up the phone. With her back to me I heard her answer and then say,"Hi Mikey" to her mister. It was about 10:45 now and that would make it 8:45 in Denver. They must be calling her to say good night.
She was standing next to the night stand, the phone up to her ear, talking with her mister. Her bare white back was too me. That coal black hair was hanging down loose in the back next to her snow white skin and I knew that I had to have her right then. My cock throbbed as I moved up behind her and took her tits in my hands. She gasped at my touch and tried to turn around to face me but I held her tight by her tits. His young voice was plain to hear as he was telling her about school and the soccer game afterwards. Grinding my hard cock to her ass in the tight pants, I pulled her nipples and kissed her bare neck from behind. Molly held the phone in her left hand and tried to push me away with her right. When she did, I grabbed her right hand in mine and pulled it back behind her to my hard cock.
Leaning down, I commanded her with a soft whisper in her free ear," Jack it Molly. Jack my black cock bitch!"
Her hand squeezed my cock at the sound of my harsh words and she began sliding it up and down as she listened to her mister. She was mine! Molly mumred a few answers to his questions and if he had been older he would have been able to tell she was not focused on him. As he said good bye and handed the phone to his little sister I reached around, undid the button on the front of her pants and pushed my hand down into her wet panties. Molly groaned as my fingers cupped her steaming pussy.
Her flower was talking about a movie they had watched in school today as a reward for selling the most candy during the fund raiser. She went on and on about the movie as Molly listened. Her right hand continued to stroke my hard cock between us. My right hand was in her pants and I teased her pussy lips and clit with
light touches as her ass wiggled back to her hand on my cock.
I heard her say good night and I love you to her flower. I hooked my hands on the sides of the tight blue pants and worked them down over her round ass. Her hand left my cock as I bent down to pull them over her hips and down to her feet. Her panties were a damp wet ball in the pants as I heard her husband's voice on the phone. Glancing up I saw Molly's hand shaking as she held the phone to her ear.
She tuned back to me and mouthed a silent please that I ignored. Taking her by the shoulders I turned her from the nightstand and sat her back down on the bed. As she listened and struggled to answer her husband's questions, I took my cock in my hand and rubbed it over her face while holding her head still in my other hand. When I could hear his voice, I rubbed the head over her lips. I whispered softly for her to lick it and felt her tongue on my cock as he continued. When he stopped I pulled her head back for her to answer and then fed her my dark meat again when his voice came back.
After three of fours times I pushed her back on the bed by her head. My hands moved her knees and I lifted her legs up. Pushing her knees back into her chest as she held the phone I leaned forward and felt my swollen dick head press to her hot pussy. Molly squirmed below me. Those blue eyes widened more when she realized I was going to fuck her with her husband on the phone. She wiggled her hips a little get away from my pressing cock head but when she did it slipped in her and I pushed it on up in her.
Her pussy was on fire. So was so fucking wet it felt like street whore's mouth on my cock. I fixed my dark brown eyes on her face and moved my hips as I held her still under me. With short sure strokes I worked her pussy open, feeling her slick cunt juices coating my dark skin as she took more of me between her pale married thighs. She saw the smile on my face as she looked up at me and her hips began to move with me as I fucked her. When I was almost all the way in her, I realized a change had come over her. She had been keeping him on the phone. She wanted me to fuck her while he was on the phone. Molly was giving me her sweet married pussy to fuck while he talked. She had her right hand on the back of my neck as she looked up into my eyes and I rammed the rest of my hard black stick in her.
Her groan was loud and strong when the head of my hard cock slammed deep in her married womb. I had to smile as she lied to him and told him that she had hit her toe on the bed and had to go now. After his short "I love you to Molly" the phone fell from her hand and Molly shut her eyes and reached around me. Her hands were on my back as I rammed up in her and pulled back. Each time I shoved deep Molly gave a little grunt and she sucked in a breath when I pulled back. Her head tossed from side to side.
"Yeah, baby, fuck yeah...that pussy is hot for my black cock" she heard.
"Yeah my black cock gets you going baby, hell yeah I know it does. That fine married white pussy was made to be fucked by me." I told her.
Molly squealed and then moaned her answer of "Yeeeesssss."
Her eyes flew open wide and starred up at me when I asked her, "Are you my white fuck, my white bitch is that what you are Molly?"
She did not answer so I told her "Tell me Molly, say it baby, and tell me that you're my bitch. Just a slut for my black cock!"
"Yeeeesssss, oh God yes, I am! Fuck me Jerald fuck me" she confessed.
I grunted when I heard her words. This beautiful white married lady, pleading for my black cock, admitting that she needed it, that she was my slut, talking to her kids, her husband on the phone while I used her sexy white body had my cum boiling in my balls. My dark hands were cupping her white ass. Her ass and my fingers were slick from her pussy juices leaking out when I pulled my cock back. I moved my right hand just a little and pressed my middle finger to her tight ass hole. Molly jerked beneath me and I felt her entire body stiffen. I smiled, knowing that tight little ass would also be mine before I left that night. Pressing harder had her squirming more to my finger and her pussy locked down on my hard cock.
The feel of her hot pussy, the sight of her face and sexy body below me were too much. Looking down at her pretty face my cock jerked deep in her as I held it all the way in. The cum that had been building in my balls at every thought of her, since last night spurted out my thick cock and deep into her womb.
Jabbing my cock in her with short hard strokes she heard "That pussy is mine Molly! Take it baby, take my black cock, my cum!"
Molly squealed and her body shook as she heard my words and came with me. Her hands moved down my back to my ass. Her fingers dug deep into my flexing muscles, urging me deeper, holding me tightly to her as my cum flooded her married pussy. My grunts mixed with her moans for several minutes until my cock stopped jerking in her. My hips slowed and her hands relaxed on my ass and then fell to her side. Her knees were still pinned back to her chest. She looked up at me with those blue eyes and she smiled. She flexed her legs just a little and I knew she needed to stretch but she was not in control. I would decide when I was through with her. My cock flexed a couple more times deep in her as I held her down. I took both her hands in mine and pulled them up beside her head. Her lips parted when mine touched them. We had a soft gentle kiss that brought a small moan from Molly.
With a smile on my face, I pulled my semi hard cock from her wet pussy. Her cum and mine covered it, making my dark skin glisten, as I stood beside the bed. Molly lowered her legs to relax for a moment.
Molly was looking up at me when I took my cum covered cock in my right and told her, "Come her baby. Come her slut, lick our cum from my cock."
Surprise registered on her face as she heard my words. She rolled to the side to get off the bed and avoid me but I took her dark hair in my hand once again and pulled her head around to my cock. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and her soft white hands were pressed to my muscled thighs. Her eyes were looking up at mine. My cock was inches from her face and a drop of white cum oozed from the tip. I pulled her hair tighter and jerked her head. Molly hesitated for just a moment and then lowered her head to my cock and took it in her mouth to lick it clean.
I knew then that this married sexy lady was going to do what ever I wanted. She was going to be my slut until I got tired of fucking her and seeing her pretty face. Damn that was going to take a long time I thought and smiled.

The sight of my ink black cock against Molly's white face, as she shyly cleaned our cum from it with her wet tongue was a picture that I could not let get away. Her cell phone was on the night stand beside the bed where I was standing as she sat on the bed and worked my cock. I picked it up, flipped it open and saw that it would record video. After pushing the buttons for video I set it back on the nightstand facing us. Using my right hand, I held her dark hair back from her face so the phone could get a good picture of her profile as she ran her tongue along my black shaft.

As the video recorded and Molly serviced my cock I talked to her. It was time to get into her head more, to take more control of this sexy married white lady, to set her straight about us.

"Yes baby, that is good. Yeah, you are doing a good job cleaning my cock. That right baby, get all our cum off it, make it shine with your spit. It looks good in your hand, next to your white face. That's right baby, look up at me as you clean it." I told her.

Molly's blue eyes fixed on mine when she looked up. Gripping her head by her hair I pulled her head back and watched her lick the smooth head and then open her mouth for me.

"Good Molly, that is good. Service my black cock baby. Suck it baby. You are where you need to be, where you belong baby. I know it and you do too baby. "She heard and her blue eyes widened more at my words.

She was just beginning to learn, to understand what I was telling her, "Yesterday when I left and you hid in the bathroom, I know what you were thinking baby, what you were feeling. Feeling guilty, feeling sad about me fucking you. You were thinking about your husband and how you never did anything like this before."

Her eyes held mine and I continued.


"But when I had my strong, big hands on you, when I had my black dick in your wet pussy you were not thinking about that. No baby, your body was telling you that it was good. Telling you that is what you needed. It was right baby. That is the way it should be, not your mind confusing you with some bull cuckolds brownie ideas that a group of weak husbands come up with to protect their family line. No baby, your body is telling you that you need a strong man, need a big, confident man to take care of you, for you to have his youngren so your genes pass on. It is natural what your body was telling you, the way it responded to my feel, to the sight and scent of my potent dark cock." I told her.

Molly moaned at my words and at the feel of my left hand gently lifting, squeezing, and toying with her round snow white tits. Those long nipples of hers were swollen and pulsing, hot to the touch of my fingers when I pulled or tweaked them. Several times Molly shivered and the goose bumps were easy to see as she heard my words and felt my hands controlling her as she worshiped my dark meat.

"Nature made it that way Molly. That is why you look so fucking good to me. So desirable, that is why my cock gets rock hard at your touch, why my heart pumps faster at the sight of your pretty face and that sexy body. Molly, you know I am right baby. " I taught her.

Those blue eyes were looking up at me and I was bobbing her head just a little on the swollen head of my cock in her mouth. From time to time I would move her head in a circle and feel my cock rub all around her lips and her tongue. It would rub against the roof of her mouth and press to the back of her throat as she held her mouth open for my pleasure. Her lips stretched wide around my dark shaft and she hung onto my words. Continued with her lesmister I told her, "Your nipples are rock hard, that heart is beating fast and I know if I reached down and rubbed that pussy it would be soaking wet with my cum dripping and ready for me to fuck again. Reach down and rub your pussy Molly, slid your finger up in it and show me how wet you are baby."

Molly hesitated for a moment. She had been doing what my hands had made her do. This time she was doing it without my physical touch on her. She was submitting to my will voluntarily. Looking down I saw her left hand with the lightly painted pink fingernails move between those sexy thighs. Slowly Molly pressed her index finger up in her cum soaked pussy and I felt her moan vibrate on my cock head in her mouth. When she pulled her finger back it was shinning with her wetness and a drop of my white cum that had dripped from her pussy into her black pussy hair was on the knuckle.

I pulled her mouth from my stiff cock and lifted her left hand with mine. I raised it to her mouth as she looked at my dark brown eyes. When I turned her hand back towards her mouth, Molly licked the drop of cum from her hand without a word from me.

Smiling at her I praised her, "That's good Molly, real good baby. Now it is time for me to take care of my pussy. Yes, that right baby, my pussy." Still holding her hand in mine, I pulled Molly from the edge of the bed and walked her across the hotel room to the bathroom. As she stood there in the small room next to the sink, I leaned in and started the water for the shower. After getting it the way I wanted it, I turned to Molly and took her in my arms. My right hand cupped her soft white cheek and I tilted her head back for my kiss. It was a soft gentle kiss that lasted for a minute until I pulled away from her and took her hand again and helped her step over the side of the tub and into the hotel shower.

After taking the small hotel bar of soap in my big hand, I turned to face Molly and said, "Relax baby, I am going to take care of you."

After turning her around to wet her entire body I took the small white bar of hotel soap in my hands. Molly quivered just a bit at the feel of my warm soapy hands on her shoulders and looked in my eyes. Damn her body felt good in my hands. Slowly I worked my way over the front of her smooth soft white body. Molly had her hands on my shoulders as my dark fingers glided over her arms, her belly and thighs. The bubbles of the white soap coated my hands but were hard to see on her white skin. I did not touch her big soft breasts. After washing the inside of her thighs my soapy dark fingers cupped her trimmed pussy. Rubbing along the outside of her pussy lips and over the short dark hair had Molly gripping my dark shoulders hard at the pleasure of my light touches on her sex.

Softly, I whispered in her ear as she leaned into me, "I take good care of my pussy."

I felt her pussy press to my hand more as her legs went a little weak at my words. My fingers stroked her pussy a couple more times but I was not trying to get her off, to make her cum. I was just teasing her, playing with her sexy body, controlling her. Molly pressed her tits to my chest and I felt her kiss my neck with her soft warm lips. The tip of her tongue was wet as she ran it over my neck until I stepped aside and let the warm water that had been hitting my broad back wash over her body. The soap bubbles washed from Molly were pooling up and washing down the drain as I knelt in front of her.

Taking each foot in my hand, I lifted first her right leg and then her left as she watched me wash each leg. Her calves were round and firm like her ass cheeks and her small white feet did not even fill my hand. Her toe nails were painted the same light pink and her fingernails. As I ran my hands up the sides and back of each one of her legs, her foot rested on my semi hard cock. Molly was rubbing the bottom of her foot over my cock as she held to my shoulders. She had never been treated like this before and she was confused as to how I could be so demanding, so controlling and yet so gentle with her. She did not realize yet that she was going to belong to me, body, mind, and soul.

Smiling as I stood, I turned Molly to the shower and watched the water splash over her legs until the soap was washed away. Standing behind her with the water hitting her breast and bouncing up to her face I worked the soap in my hands and worked my hands over her back and down to her round firm ass cheeks. The muscles in her ass flexed at the feel of my strong fingers rubbing and then playfully squeezing her. When I pressed my soap slicked right hand between her ass cheeks her entire body went stiff again. Her hands were at her sides as she stood just like the night before. Molly was tensed but not resisting my touch on her white skin. Leaning into her caused her to lift her hands and brace herself against the wall under the shower head. The stream of water soaked her dark hair and plastered it back flat to her head.

Molly's back was arched and her ass was pushed back to me as she braced to the wall. My middle finger found her tight ass hole and I rimmed it. Rimming it with my slick finger had Molly torn between tensing up to resist and pressing back to me. Her body was tense but soft moans were escaping her slightly parted lips and when I pressed a little more and my finger pushed into her ass she jerked.

I held still and ran my tongue over her ear before telling her, "Relax Molly."

Molly's head went back and to the side as she offered her neck to me. Kissing it lightly with the shower splashing off my face I wiggled my finger a little in her tight ass, working it in and out just a little to plant the seed of me taking her ass in her mind. After a minute or so I leaned back as I pulled my finger from her ass.

Molly turned around to face me and I handed her the soap. She took it in her hands and knew what I wanted. Her fingers and smooth hands were like satin as she washed my dark body with the soap. As I did to her, she started at my shoulders and worked her way down my body. Her wet dark hair was stringy and hanging down her back as I watched and felt those hands move over my dark chest and belly. My semi hard cock was standing out with a droop from me as Molly reached back and ran her soapy hands over my tight ass. As she washed my body she brushed her body against mine again and again. My hands were at my sides as I let her do all the work. When her warm hands finally found my cock Molly stood on her tip toes and kissed under my chin. Jerking my semi hard cock in her slick soaped hands had me rock hard again in a few strokes but I did not plan to fuck her yet.

Molly jerked my hard cock with both hands while kissing my chest and neck. I stood up straight so she could not reach my lips with hers. Her breathing was faster. Her face, throat and upper chest had the pink glow of desire that got. I shifted a little until my right leg was between her legs. Molly kept kissing my chest and neck while jerking my hard cock. Her hips moved a little as she rubbed herself to my thigh. After several minutes she had my balls boiling with my cum but I was not going to waste it down the drain of the shower. After pulling her hands from my cock, I leaned over and rewarded her with a kiss on her lips before standing back up.

I pulled the curtain back on the shower and stepped out. Quickly I took the razor that was showing in the top of travel bag next to the sink and got back in the shower. Molly saw it in my hand.

"Molly, I like my pussy bare baby, like it shaved" I told her.

Her eyes went wide and I felt her hand on mine as she begged, "No please Jerald. Mike will know."

"Yeah, he will notice but only you and me are gonna I shaved it for my black cock" I told her.

Then without another word I took her left leg under the knee and lifted it from the shower. Pulling her leg to the side I placed her foot on the soap dish for the bath. Molly again had her hands on my broad shoulders as I spread her legs more with my knee. The soap was on the floor of the shower next to the drain. After taking it in my right hand I rubbed it over her short haired pussy. She gasped at the feel of my hand on her and the idea of what I was going to do. After getting it soapy I leaned over a little and lifted the razor up. Molly gripped me tightly. Her fingernails dug into my dark skin as she tensed at the feel of the razor. The sharp blade moved over her tender paper white skin and a large clump of her dark hair feel to the bottom of the shower. The water washed it away and down the drain as another clump feel almost in the same place. I used the razor very carefully, gaining Molly's trust that I was not going to hurt her but again proving that I was in control.

Her carefully trimmed pussy hair washed down her legs, into the flow of water of the tub and down the drain until she was completely bare. I stood back up and handed her the razor. Seconds later she felt for the first time a hand on her bare pussy. Her moan was loud and strong in the small area of the shower. I teased her for a short time and then reached over to turn off the water. Taking Molly's hand I helped her from the shower before taking a towel from the rack and drying her body from top to bottom. When I finished Molly took a towel and did the same for me. When she finished I lifted her up in my arms with my right arm behind her knees and my left arm under her shoulders and carried her into the bedroom to the far side of the bed this time.

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Molly slid from my arms onto the bed. Her blue eyes were looking into my dark ones as I took her by the ankles and turned her over onto her belly. Taking her by the hips I pulled her up into a kneeling position on the bed. Her small white feet were hanging from edge as I dropped to my knees and pressed my dark face between her white thighs. She wanted the same as I and spread her legs more for me. My tongue flicked at her bare shaved pussy lips. Molly lowered her head to the bed and groaned into the covers. She had a sweet scent and taste as I dipped my tongue between her puffy lips. Running my tongue along her slit I lapped at her pussy juices from behind until she was squirming and pressing back to me. Molly squealed when I pushed my tongue into her hot pussy for the first time after licking her slit over and over again. Flicking my tongue in and out I tongue fucked my hot white married bitch until she was aching to cum. Molly was past that point of caring about her mind was telling her and only listening to her body. She was where I wanted her. A few more minutes and she would have been coming on my tongue in her wet pussy but I wanted more.

My face was wet from her pussy juices as I stood up behind her. Grabbing her by the hips I pulled her back to me and sank my thick black cock half way up in her slick, needing to cum pussy. Pushing her forward just a little I coated my cock head with her cunt juice and then pulled her all the way back as I pushed my full black shaft all the way up in her sweet married pussy. Molly groaned. Smiling I starting fucking her with short hard jabs. Ramming up into her married pussy, deep in her white womb had her gasping in short breathes that matched my hard strokes. Molly was moving with hard cock, pressing back to me, rocking on her knees on the bed with her face buried in the bedspread. I smiled as I looked down at this shy white wife that was aching to cum on my thick black cock and decided to use her more for my pleasure. Gripping her hips tightly I held her still with my cock all the way up in her. She moaned and wiggled on my cock. Molly gripped it with her tight pussy and tried to rock on her knees for a moment. She was begging with her body but I wanted more.

Leaning over her bare back, my head was next to hers, I licked her neck and with my mouth next to her ear told her, "You want to cum Molly, you want to cum on my black cock. You want me to make you cum baby, make you my bitch."

It was not a question and she knew it. It was the fact, the way it was and she grunted and pushed her hips back to me when I stood back up. With my hands on her hips I fucked Molly with long strong strokes. The swollen head of my cock almost all the way out before my hands on her hips would pull her back hard to me and I would shove my hips forward to fill her again with my thick shaft. Molly was not moaning now but grunting a little each time she felt the head of my cock slam up in her. She felt her pussy being used, being filled by me and matched my moves. Her smooth ass cheeks would be pressed to my hard thighs when I rocked her on her knees and buried my cock in her.

Molly was so fucking hot and wet I knew that I could not hold out much longer. The way she was gripping at my cock when I pulled back felt like she was jerking me off in her hand.

I leaned over her and reached between her legs with my right hand. My middle finger found her clit and Molly jerked and let gripped my cock tightly at the touch. Changing the pace again, I fucked her with shorter strokes, only pulling half way out before ramming up in her again. Smiling as I stood behind her, I rubbed her and rocked her on her knees. My strokes got faster and harder again and Molly was gasping for her breath.

Rubbing her bare pussy, then her clit I told her "Feel it Molly, feel my black cock in you. It belongs there. It is natural baby, it is right. " Molly answered with a whimper, then a soft "Yes." "My cum baby, you want my cum, want my black seed in you. That what your body is telling you baby. You need it. Answer me baby" I grunted to her between strokes.

"Please Jerald, please" Molly softly begged but without conviction, more because I told her.

My hard cock fucking her deep, my right hand on her pussy and clit along with my making her confess to me were too much for Molly. Molly squirmed and squealed as her pussy spasmed on my hard black cock deep in her. Pussy juice was running down my cock to my balls. It covered my fingers that were stroking her swollen pussy lips and clit. Her soft white ass was quivering. She had her face pressed hard into the covers as she was cumming on my cock. Molly moaned loudly and it was time. It was what I had waited for, the reamister I carried her to that side of the bed. I pulled my right hand from under her and took a fistful of her still damp stringy hair. Pulling back hard I pinned her on my cock, deep in her.

As I pulled her head from the bed, her eyes flew open wide and she saw our reflection in the mirror on the other side of the room. She saw me standing behind her as she knelt on all fours like a bitch dog. Molly saw my coal black face. She felt my rough hands on her hips, controlling her, using her pussy for my pleasure, fucking her the way I wanted. She saw my ink black skin next to her paper white and a shiver ran through her body. She felt me taking her, felt my black cock slamming her hot married white pussy. So big, so much bigger than Mike's, she thought, but it rode in and out easily and she blushed because she knew it was slick from her cum. She saw her head pulled back by her hair and her with tits with hard nipples swaying as I stabbed my cock deep in her.

"Look at the mirror Molly. Look at it baby. Keep your eyes open while I fuck you baby. That pussy is made to be fucked by me. Made to be filled by my black cock. Its mine now baby. Your mine, my white bitch to pump my load in. To bury my seeds in." I roughly told her.

Molly shook her head a little. The sight of me fucking her, the sound of my rough voice, my true words were too much for her. Her eyes clouded with tears again like I knew they would but she kept them open when I jerked her by the hair and told her again to watch. Tears ran down her cheeks again as she starred into the mirror. She was feeling her guilt again now that she had cum, now that the desires of her body had been fulfilled. I did not give a cuckolds brownie if she cried, she would get used to it, used to being my white bitch, used to the idea that is what she really was, was what she needed to be. I could feel my heavy balls tighten.

Focusing on her eyes in the mirror, I told her, "Reach back between your legs Molly. Take my full balls, feel them as I pump my load in you."

She did not hesitate. She leaned on her left hand and reached back with her right to take my full black balls. Her soft white fingers cupped my balls in my tight sack.

"Good baby, that's a good little bitch" I told Molly, mixing my hard words with praise.

My thick seed rose from my balls cupped in her right hand. It flowed along my long 8 inch shaft until it spewed from the swollen head buried deep in Molly's womb. Grunting hard, as my cock jerked, I filled Molly again with my cum. Her fingers softly held my balls as my cum pooled in her. Her eyes were fixed on mine in the mirror. Small tears ran down her face as she sobbed.

I held her head up and focused on Molly's eyes in the mirror and said "Good baby, you did real good."

She dropped her eyes and I heard a loud sob. I pulled my dark fingers from her hair and she lowered her head. I pulled my cock from her pussy and heard a wet sucking sound when the cum covered head popped free. For a moment I thought about making Molly lick me clean again but she had already been through a lot and I knew if I held that pretty face in my hands again as she cleaned my cock I would have to fuck her again. No, that is not the right move now.

Molly had moved to the other side of the bed and hugged the pillow over her chest. I smiled and with my semi hard, cum covered cock bobbing I walked around to her side of the bed. I leaned down and placed a light kiss on her forehead then I turned and walked to the bathroom. I was sure that she did not know if I had planned to stay the night or if I was getting dressed to leave. It only took a few seconds for me to grab a towel and move back over to where Molly was sitting on the bed.

"I know you need this. You are so damn sexy I think I pumped a quart of cum up in you baby." I told her.

She gave me that Molly blush and took the towel from my hand with a small "thank you."

There was no way that I was leaving for the night and I was not going to let her hide in the bathroom again, so I stretched out beside her on top of the bedspread. Molly got up to leave but I took her hand and told her to stay. Her blue eyes were on mine but she did not move. I took the towel back from her hand.

"Spread your legs baby, I clean you up" I commanded her.

"No Jerald please, I can't "Molly whimpered.

I tilted my head a little and looked hard into her eyes for a moment before saying, "Yes you can and you will."

After a moment she pulled the pillow she was hugging up higher and spread her white legs on the bed. When I looked down at her bare shaved pussy it was red and puffy. Cum was leaking from Molly and there were a couple of drops on her inner thigh. Taking the white towel in my hand, I gently rubbed her inner thigh and then softly dabbed her pussy. Molly was looking down and watching as I tenderly wiped her dripping pussy. When the back of my hand pressed against her inner thigh she spread open more for my touch. The last of my dripping cum seeped from her sore pussy and soaked in the towel.

After tossing the towel on the floor beside the bed I reached over and tugged the pillow from Molly and said "It is late baby, I got to be at work early, time for you and me to get some relax."

She did not have a chance to say no. I pulled the cover back from the bed and Molly shifted down for me to pull it over her. After hitting the light, I moved beside Molly and lay on my back. She was on my left, on her back. That was not going to do. I turned a little and pushed my left arm under her neck and shoulders and turned her onto her side facing me.

"That is better baby, feels nice. I like the way your body feels next to mine." I told Molly.

My left arm was under her pillow and around her shoulders. After a couple of minutes I felt her left hand move under the covers to my bare chest. She let it rest on my chest and shifted a little to snuggle up against me more. I smiled in the dimly lighted room and craned my head over to give her a kiss on the forehead. Molly sighed a little and I felt the tension leave her body. It was just a short time later that I felt her move again and cross her left leg over my legs. This time I did not move or respond to her. A few minutes later I was arelax.

Looking over at the clock I saw it was about 5:18 in the morning when I felt Molly slip from the bed. She kept the lights off until she shut the bathroom door. A short time later I heard the door opening and I could make out her white nude body approaching the bed. Faking being arelax, I lay on my back with my hands up behind my head. Molly pulled the covers back and glided into bed beside me. She found my chest with her left hand and then I felt her head on my chest. Waiting to see what she had in mind I did not respond to her touch.

A minute later I felt the fingertips of her left hand making small circles on my chest. Her breath was warm on my skin. Her left leg was crossed over my thighs and her hair was tickling my nose but I did not move. Molly continued to rub my chest and then my belly with her hand. It was like she was trying to please me but at the same time she seemed to be working up her courage for something else.

My pulse beat faster and I know she could hear it in my chest with her ear flat to me. My cock stirred under the covers. Slowly Molly moved her hand down and took my cock in her fingers. She held it for just a moment before letting it fall back to my thigh and taking my balls in her hand. She kneaded them a little and I could imagine that she was thinking about my cum, my black seeds. My cock stiffened while she caressed my balls and when she moved her hand back to it a couple minutes later she could feel the difference.

I knew she was mine when a few seconds later when I felt her lift her head from chest. Her soft dark hair trailed down my chest and over my belly as she took the head of my swelling cock into her mouth. At the feel of her soft lips and wet tongue on my cock, I reached down under the covers and stroked her soft hair.

Molly ran her tongue over my cock head and I told her "That's good baby, so good. Yes, Molly please me baby. Use that tongue on my black cock."

She sighed at my words and I continued, "Suck it good Molly. Suck my black cock baby. It is getting harder baby. Hard for you baby, for my sexy little white bitch."

She pushed the covers back from her head and my cock to breath easier and I saw her white leg across mine. I saw her pale white hand in the dim light holding my black shaft as she nursed on the head of my now stiff dick.

Her left hand jacked on cock as she worked the head with her mouth and tongue but she did not take me deep. I took a handful of her hair and twisted it around my dark fingers again. Her hair was pulled back tight enough to hurt a little and Molly whimpered for me. With my fist full of her hair, I bobbed her head up and down my hard cock. I could feel the head push to her throat and she gagged.

Spit was dripping down my cock and I knew it was time to give her what we both wanted. Leaning up on the bed, I pulled her left shoulder with my right hand and pulled her head up from my cock with my left. Then I reached down and took her left knee in my hand and pulled it up so that Molly was straddling my hard wet black cock.

After taking both of her tits in my hands, I looked up at her pretty white face in the dim light and told her "Ride me Molly. Ride my black cock until I cum in that pussy. In my pussy baby."

Molly groaned at my words and reached down between her legs. Her fingers were warm as she took my hard black cock and guided it towards her pussy. She leaned forward and I could feel her rubbing the head of my cock along her slit. Her spit on the head was lubing her tender pussy lips and her pussy was starting to ooze its own slick juices as she moaned louder at the feel of my cock throbbing in her hand and the swollen head on her sex.

I pulled her nipples a couple of times and then let go. Lying on the bed with my hands clasped behind my head I watched and listened as Molly rode my black cock. She took a little more each time as she slowly worked her tender pussy open. My cock got slicker with each slide of her pussy over it. Molly placed her hands on my chest and rose up on her feet. Using her legs she rode up and down straight on my hard cock. Molly set the pace as she fucked her married pussy with my black cock. She would slide all the way down and then back up before changing the rhythm and taking on the head a couple inches deep for several strokes. She was getting closer to cumming each time she lowered herself all the way down on my cock.

Her hot pussy, the sight of her pretty face over me and the fact the she was fucking herself on my cock had my cum ready to explode from my balls. Molly moaned more and I reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in my dark hands. Now I was lifting her and lowering her back down. I set the pace, controlled the rhythm and she threw her head back as she came with a squeal again on my hard black cock.

"Jerald....mmm...yes....Jerald....ohhhh...ohh...." she cooed as I fucked her.

"Sooo...good....soo....please....please..." she stammered.

When I felt her nails dig into my chest it was too much for me and I unloaded my seed deep in her again. She ground down to my cock as it jerked and spurted my load in her. Molly rose up and I felt her pussy grip my cock hard before she slammed back down to me and squealed again. Then she fell forward with her head on my chest and I could hear her gasping a little for her breath.

"Damn I like the way you fuck me Molly" I told her as I stroked her bare back.

"Like to start everyday like this baby. With my sexy little bitch riding my cock." I said to her.

Molly mumred a contented "yes."

I stroked her back softly and held her for several minutes before I realized she had fallen arelax in my arms with my cock in her. After 30 minutes or so, Molly woke up. She lifted her head from my chest and kissed my lips. With a smile on her pretty face she rolled off my chest. My cock had softened and fell against my thigh as she rolled off the bed to the floor.

"I am sorry Jerald but I have to get ready. The meetings start at 730." She said.

With a smile on my face I watched her move to the bathroom and shut the door. This time I knew she was not hiding. I picked up the towel from the night before and wiped the cum from my cock. After dropping it to the floor I got dressed and then walked to the bathroom.

Leaning next to the door, I told Molly, "Tonight I will pick you up at 6:30. Meet me in the lobby baby."

"You know I will Jerald" she simply stated and I knew it was true as I shut the door to her room behind me.

DM,
I'm tempted to say, Good Golly Miss Molly, but I won't. I know you didn't write it but I've never seen it before so thanks for giving it to us. Perhaps if someone knows the author, they might share it.

Chapter 4 continued:

Molly stood there as I got my glove from the back seat. After shutting the door I reached out and with one hand on each of her hips I leaned down and brushed my lips over hers again.

Then moved over to her ear and whispered,"Damn baby, you are so fucking hot."

Her face was blushed red as I put my arm around her waist and we walked across the parking lot to the field. Her tits were bouncing a little under the blouse and the material rubbing on her nipples along with the feel of my big strong arm around her, holding her tight to me kept her nipples hard. Terrence was already there and warming up with another one of the players between the fields when he saw me coming up with Molly. I pointed him out to Molly before he saw us.

Terrence is my younger brother but not my little brother. He is 6' 3" and around 230# to my 6' 2" 205#. While I run and lift a few times a week, he spends a lot of time in the weight room so his arms and shoulders are a lot bigger than mine. When I ask him or tease him about being on the "juice", he usually just laughs and says something like, "My balls are still putting it out big brother."

He saw us after a few more steps and stopped throwing. He walked over with Baxter the white guy he was throwing with and I can see him checking Molly out before he even gets close. "It is bout time you got here Jerald, but now I see why you were late. Hell I am surprised that you got here at all," "He said with out taking his eyes off Molly.

Baxter looks like his eyes are going to pop out of his white face as he stares at Molly's full tits that are standing out proudly in the blouse with her nipples still showing hard. When we stopped I dropped my hand from her hip and stood rubbing her ass in the tight black jeans as she remained silent and still with her face now a bright red from embarrassment.

After a small laugh, I said, "Molly this is my little brother Terrence and this is Baxter our pitcher. Baxter and T work together."

Terrence reached out his hand and took Molly's before saying,"Nice to meet you Molly. Real nice."

Baxter just nodded and I said, "Yeah, we had a few things to do before we got here. Molly is going to stay for the game and then we are going to go out to dinner, so we need to beat these guys in a hurry."

In the little time that it took for me to introduce Molly to Terrence most of the rest of the team had already come closer to get a better look at Molly. The few that had kept throwing stopped and just starred. She was getting a lot of attention and her face stayed red.

"If you and me keep hitting it out like we did the last couple of games it will not take long," Terrence answered.

"Not a problem there baby brother, you just remember we do not get but one homer per inning, don't be hitting no solo shots or two run bombs," I answered.

They went back to finish throwing and I took Molly over to the stands next to where our bench was. After sitting down beside her I put my right arm around her shoulders with my hand hanging down the other side. She slipped her arm around behind my waist and I could feel her small hand on my hip as she hugged to me. I would brush the side of her right tit with my fingertips as we watched the end of the game before us and I explained to her that we have rules to keep the game from taking all night.

"Only one home run can be hit over the fence during an inning and if one team gets up by more than 15 runs after 4 innings it is over. Games have an hour and half time limit so we will be out of here by 8:30 at the latest." I told her.

She nodded but did not say anything. It was easy to see Molly was still uncomfortable at being around others but those long nipples stayed hard from my touches.

When the other game ended, I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before standing up. Stepping down the bleachers I looked at her and said "This will not take to long baby and then we got all night together."

Some of the wives and girlfriend from the other teams and our team were sitting in the bleachers and heard my comment. Molly turned beet red this time and looked down at the ground. When I got to the bench Terrence was waiting for me.

"Fuck man! You were not kidding me, just looking at her gives a man a hard on," he laughed.

I slapped his chest with my glove as we trotted out to the field and said, "Yeah, tonight will be something to remember that is for damn sure."

I went up to the stands to sit with Molly between the innings when I was not up to hit or on deck. She asked a few question but for the most part stayed quite. Every time I put my arm around and she responded by putting hers around my waist. She knew what I wanted. Molly would lean against me, offering her right breast to my black hand hanging down over her shoulder and I would stroke it from the side and give it a soft quick squeezes. After the last two times she kissed me on the cheek before I went back down on the field. She was the talk of the team but I would play it off, not saying much. They could all see what was going on. I did not have to say a word. They knew that sexy pale lady was mine.

The team that we were playing was not very good. After 4 innings were ahead by 17 and the game was called for the mercy rule. Molly would have a hard time walking down from the stands in the black heels so she just stood there waiting for me, for her man to come and get her. I did it with a smile. Holding her close we stepped down from the stands to the grass behind the field.

"Baxter brought some cold ones for after the game," Terrance informed us.

"Down near picnic shelter one like last time?" I asked.

"Yeah, you coming bro?" he replied.

I answered for Molly and me,"Yeah we got time for a couple."

We walked back to my ride. When we stopped in front of the passenger door, I took both of Molly's hands in mine and held them down low between us. I looked down into her eyes before speaking and then told her, "Damn baby, you are something else. Both teams were talking about you the whole game."

Molly smiled and I kept going, "Yeah you make a man proud baby to be seen with you."

Building her up, making her feel good about herself came easy because she was so fucking sexy. What I was telling her was true but she needed to hear it from me.

"I am glad you like think so," Molly answered.

"You know what happens when you do good, don't you baby?" I asked her and backed her up against the passenger door.

Her eyes looked into mine, knowing that I was not really asking her a question and I continued, "You get rewarded baby, when you do good."

I turned her hand open and pressed it to my cock. Her back was pinned to the side of the truck in the dim light of the parking lot. With a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt my soft cock down along my leg, Molly leaned back and tilted her head to the side as an invitation for me to take more of her. My lips pressed along her neck as my hand moved up to her soft breast. My fingers found her nipple and I rolled it hard through the thin material until I felt it stiffen once more. Molly whimpered through parted lips and I felt the fingers of her right hand cling to my left forearm. Her left hand was obediently serving my swelling cock through my shorts. Her hair was soft as I wrapped it around my fingers and pulled. Her groan as she gave into the pleasure of the feel of my hands on her body and the way I took what I wanted was soft but long.


With her head pulled to the side and my lips inches from her ear, "That is your reward baby, my black cock."

Molly could not answer she only groaned again, "Yes Molly, my black cock. That what you get, what you want and need baby."

She squirmed against my bigger body. Her legs spread and she pressed her pussy to the back of her hand as she stroked over my hard cock. Her eyes were closed. I bit her neck hard, she felt my teeth on her tender skin and her entire body shivered.

I pulled my mouth from her neck and jerked her head by her hair to get her attention as I told her "Look at me baby. Look at me!"

Molly's eyes opened wide. They were filled with emotion and sparkled from the light behind me when I asked her, "Do you want it baby, want your reward, want my big thick black cock?"

She bit her lower lip and her hand squeezed my cock but that was not enough for me and I told her, "Answer me baby, tell me what you want Molly."

"Yes," she answered.

"Yes what," I asked.

Already I knew she would tell me what I wanted to hear. Her actions had shown that she was ready to let go. Molly was listening more to the desires of her body and it felt good. The never before felt feelings were becoming more natural to her. She was more comfortable with them. What she had been taught and the way she thought before did not matter. Molly listened to her body and in her mind knew it was right.

"I want your black cock," she answered.

With a knowing smile on my face and her hair wrapped around my dark fingers I pushed her to her knees in front of me. I kept her head tilted back so I could look down at her pretty face and those blue eyes. Molly knelt in the dim parking lot with her back to my truck. The black heels that she wore were pointed back and up. The tight black jeans were stretched over her round sexy ass. The loose yellow blouse was hanging free and I could see all of those beautiful white tits that I had been feeling up all evening. It was just as I had planned it. I had her right on schedule to give her a night that we would never forget.

I told her, "Take it out and suck it Molly. Take my black cock out and serve me Molly.Get your reward baby."

She glanced down to find my zipper and the button for my shorts. The top of her head was level with my pec muscles. Her mouth was just above my belly button as she pulled my shorts open and then pulled the zipper down. My now hard fat cock was pinned to my thigh by the shorts. Molly's soft warm fingers wrapped around it and she gently pulled it up and free from my shorts. It was throbbing against her fingers and when she freed it from my shorts it jumped up until it was flat against my sweaty t shirt over my belly. It had been hot and my cock was sweaty from the game. My scent was strong and the air felt cool on my skin.

A small moan came from Molly as she took in my scent. She grasped my pulsing cock about half way up my 8 ¾ inch shaft. Her fingers were not able to reach all the way around it. She moved her head forward towards the swollen head and tasted her reward with the tip of her tongue. I pressed her head tight to my flat belly and she licked the swollen head of my sweaty black cock.

"That's good Molly, nice baby, yeah you do my cock right baby," she heard me say.

I pushed her head down lower and told her "Tongue my balls baby, lick the sweat from them."

Molly whimpered a little from the way I pulled her hair and pushed her head down lower but her tongue caressed my hairy black balls and cleaned the sweat from them as I told her," You serve me right baby! Yes you do!"

With my hand full of her hair, her on her knees before me in a public parking lot, my black cock next to her pretty white face and her tongue cleaning the sweat from my balls it was time to take more control. To use stronger words to let her know what she was to me, to make her realize what she needed to know.

I pulled her head up from my cleaned balls and commanded her, "Take it now Molly, take my black cock in your mouth. Suck me Molly. "

The skin under her eyes and around her mouth crinkled as she opened her jaw wide enough to take me. Her lips were soft, her tongue was like velvet and her mouth was warm and wet as I pushed her down over the head of my cock. The time for soft words was over, the time for the baby and her name was over. She was now just a hot, white, bitch on the end of my cock. A slut to be used for my pleasure, a bitch that was addicted to the feel, the taste, the power of my hands on her and my black cock in her.

I bobbed her head on my cock, "Damn Molly that is where you belong. You belong on the end of my black cock. Serving me, pleasing me with your mouth. Take your reward, my black muscle."

"Yeah baby, your my bitch now, my white fuck toy and you know it. You know your where you belong." I told her.

Her whimper on my cock was answered by me telling her, "That fine married white body is made to be fucked baby. Made to be used by a real man with a big cock. Fuck yeah, you know it is right."

Controlling her by her hair, I moved her mouth in a circle around my cock head and was silent for a minute. I used her mouth while letting what I told her sink in. Knowing the words bitch, serve, fuck toy and the idea of her body belonging to me were taking hold. I had already told her that pussy was mine, had shaved it and taken it to prove it but now I wanted her mind too.

I lifted her head up. With my cock head resting in her mouth, she looked up at me, her face pink not red and that told me my answer so I said, "My slut tonight. Slut for black cock."

"Now suck me off slut, get my black cock off with that pretty white mouth baby," Molly heard me tell her.

Molly worked her tongue over my cock. She bobbed her head and sucked her cheeks in. Her right hand was jacking my hard shaft and sliding easy along it from her spit running down it. She pulled and massaged my cum filled balls with her left hand. My right hand held her head as I fucked her mouth and my left hand was down the front of the blouse. She groaned and moaned at the feel of my rough dark fingers squeezing her white tits. Her mouth would vibrate on my cock in her throat when I rolled or twisted her nipples.

My balls tightened in her hand and I knew I was going to bust my load so I pulled her head back until my cock head was resting on her tongue.

Looking down at Molly, at my white slut, I told her "Take it slut, take my cum baby."

She starred up at me with her head back. Her lips were stretched wide around my black cock. Her blue eyes were fixed on mine. She knew what was happening going to happen. Molly knew I was about to fill her mouth with my black seed and she wanted it. Molly was where she wanted to be, submitting to me, serving me, wanting to please me. Molly felt my cock jerk in her hand. Her fingers gripping under the dark shaft felt the cum run up it just a second before I splattered my load against her throat. She kept her eyes on mine as my cock jerked again and again in her mouth. Her fingers, so white against my dark skin, stroked the shaft as she worked all of my cum from my cock into her serving,wanting mouth.

Molly pulled her head back just a little and ran the tip of her tongue over my sensitive cock head and made me shiver. She smiled as I pulled my cock from her mouth. A string of cum hung from the end to her lips as she swallowed the mouthful I had given her. The string of cum fell down along her upturned chin and the rest fell in a big drop on her chest, under her throat.

I left go of the tight grip I had on her hair and stroked her head softly as I complimented her, "That was good Molly, you sucked my cock real fucking good baby."

Molly smiled and wiped the string of cum from her chin and then said, "Thank you Jerald."

And then she added very softly confessed, " I am glad you liked it, I did too."

After pulling her to her feet I worked my semi hard cock back into my shorts and took her right hand in my left before saying, "Time to go get a cold one. Terrence might be wondering if we left."

Great story, thanks for posting!

Outstanding writing! The author of this is extremely talented.. Much thanks my friend..

Glad so many are liking it,
Chapter 4 continues......

We walked across the parking lot over to the path that led towards the picnic shelters back in few trees. There were about 7 other guys there from the team and a couple of wives. Terrance greeted us both with a cold beer.

"Coors Molly, I wanted you to feel at home," he said.

After we took the beers I sat down on top of the picnic table and pulled Molly to my lap. She sat on my right leg with jean clad legs between mine. The big drop of cum that she could not see just under her throat had dried and was easy to see on her pearl white skin. I think that everyone there could figure out why it took us a while to meet them after the game. Several of the guys came over and we talked about the game and how the seamister was going but it was obvious that they were just checking Molly out. I had to smile at the two wives, Sheila the thick black wife of Ronald the first baseman and Shaylese the young black wife of Dee our catcher, stayed on the other side of the small picnic area and talked to each other. They would glare over at Molly but would not come over to speak.

While talking with Terrence about his new Suzuki 750 bike I had my right arm up Molly's back and was softly rubbing small circles. My left hand was hanging down loose between her knees.

"Jerald I picked it up Sunday afternoon from the dealer, Damn it rides good," Terrence said.

"How many miles does it have on it, little brother?" I asked.

"Had 2 on it when I got it, brand new I told you," he replied.

"You know you have to break that bike in for the first hundred miles. You have to take it easy, go slow before you can just jump on it and ride." I told him.

He smiled and I continued, "You got to start slow, take care of it, bring it up to speed slowly."

He nodded and I explained more, "You just jump on it the first time real hard, you do not know what you got. You could ruin everything but if you take it easy, go slow, after a while you can take it out and get all you want from it. You can really find out what kind of performance you get. That is the time to push it, not in the beginning."

"I know all that cuckolds brownie, big brother, It has 160 miles on it now and I opened it up on the way over here on Beatties Rd. Damn it will fly." He said to me.

Molly was watching my face as I was talking with Terrence. She was hanging on to my every word and she knew that I was not just talking about the new bike. Terrence was hiding his smile because he was in on it too. When my beer was gone, Terrence got himself and me another one. Molly was still sipping on her first one. Most of the guys and the two wives had left when Baxter and Z came over. They kidded Terrence a little about how come I got the pretty girl and he got nothing. He laughed and played it off.

They dumped the rest of the ice and water from the cooler and Baxter said, "See ya later Jerald."

"Time to get this sexy lady the dinner I promised her. She had a little to eat a while ago but I think she might want some more. Am I right Molly?" I asked.

This time her face blushed red and I smiled at her. My hand moved up her back and I pulled her face to me and gave her a kiss on the lips. Then I stood and Molly slipped down from my leg and stood on the wooden bench below the table. I held her hand as she stepped down from the bench and we walked over towards the parking lot with Terrence.

"I put it over here under the light so nobody would fuck with it," he said and pointed to his bike.

"Yeah it looks good, looks fast. I like to give it a try for sure." I told him.

"I knew you would, that why I brought an extra helmet for Molly," he answered.

Sure enough there were two locked on bars. He pulled them off and handed them to me. I handed Molly the smaller one. She was just holding it in her hands and looking down at it. I put mine on and turned to her. I took the helmet from her hands and placed it on her head. It was a ladies helmet and fit good. I adjusted the strap under her chin. I took my keys from my pocket and tossed them to Terrence. After getting on the bike I held out my hand to Molly. She still had not said a word and I it was easy to see she was scared but she took my hand and lifted her right leg over the seat. His 750 was a sport bike and that means you ride leaning forward onto the bars. Molly had no choice but to wrap her white arms around my belly and lean into my back. Her soft tits to my back. I started the bike and revved it up a couple times.

"I will meet you at your place in ½ hour or so. We are going to take a little ride before coming over," I told him.

"Take your time J," he said to me.

We eased across the parking lot down to the entrance of the park. Molly was hanging on to me pretty tight. I am sure she had never been on a motorcycle before. We got on the big two lane road in front of the park. Traffic was busy and we had to stay around the speed limit. The bike felt really good under me but it felt even better when I would lean into a curve and feel Molly gripping me even tighter. She had to trust me, had to put her faith in me not to get her *******ed. There was a smile was on my face from the thought that she was still learning and did not even know it.

The two lane road hooked up with the state hwy. We made a right turn and the road was clear for a little way. I opened the throttle up and the bike jumped under both of us. Molly let out a squeal of fear and her fingernails dug through my t shirt. The open stretch disappeared in a hurry, I did not even get up to high gear, and the bike only got up to about 70 before I had to back off for traffic again. There were 4 more stop lights until we got to the interstate where I could cut it loose. At each light the people on both sides would be checking out the new bike and the big black man with the pretty pale white lady hanging on to him. Molly knew they were looking at us and kept her eyes straight ahead. Another smile crossed my face as I thought, yeah I bet she did look good with her ass kinda of cocked up in the air on the back of the bike. I pulled away from the last light and merged on to the interstate heading towards Terrence's house. It was 8 or 10 miles up the road and would give me a chance to really see what it could do. At the end of the merge lane we were already hitting 75. There were no cars within a hundred feet and the two passing lanes were open. Moving over to the left and into the middle lane, I pulled the throttle all the way back and we shot ahead. Her fingernails were now digging into my skin through the t shirt and she molded her body to mine from behind. She had her head turned to the side and her face pressed to my upper back and neck as we hit 95 and passed a couple of semis that looked like they were standing still. When it got to 105 I backed off and let it cruise back down to 75 to keep us out of the flow of traffic. We still had about 5 miles to go and I was enjoying the feel of the bike under me and Molly behind me. The exit I needed came up a lot sooner than I wanted. I leaned the bike into the jug handle curve and felt Molly clinging to me.

His home was only a couple miles off the interstate and I pulled up beside my truck in his driveway a couple of minutes later. I held the bike as Molly got off. Her dark hair had been swept back behind the helmet, her face looked even whiter but her eyes were as bright as I had ever seen them. She pulled the helmet off.

Then I asked her, "How was it baby?"

With a big grin on her face, Molly answered, "You scared me to death" and then she added "When can we do it again?"

I laughed and took her hand, "Come on baby, let's go in."

Terrence was sitting on the sofa when we walked in. He saw the look on our faces and knew that we had a good time. His eyes were all over Molly but he asked me "Did you like riding my baby J?"

"Hell yeah T," I replied.

He smirked and said, "I know I like to ride your baby, that for damn sure."

Molly's face turned red from embarrassment but I just laughed and said, "I am not sure you could handle that ride T."

We moved over and I sat down on the big easy chair across from the TV,pulled Molly down with me and heard Terrence ask, "That one you hit in the second inning, how far do you think it went?"

"About 20 feet farther than the one you hit in the 4th inning," I laughed.

"No damn way that yours is longer," he answered.

"Yeah mine is longer," I told him and turned to "Molly what do you think Molly, do you think mine is longer?"

Her eyes were wide and she was blushing again as she said, "I do not know."

Terrence heard her answer and said, "We are gonna find out." Then he jumped up from the sofa and left the room.

Molly asked me "Where is he going?"

I had to laugh a little and say, "I am not sure he is talking about our home runs Molly" and we both saw T coming back in the room carrying a wooden ruler and smiling.

"You are gonna find out now why you are called little brother," I laughed.

"Molly take that ruler baby, we need your help for a minute," I told her.

Her hand shook a little as she took the ruler. I stood up and she got up with me. She was standing beside the big easy chair with the ruler in her hand. Her eyes were looking down but I could see the pink blush growing below her throat and neck.

"You ready little brother?" I teased him.

He did not answer but reached down, pulled his shorts open and then unzipped them. His cock fell out and swung free from between his legs before he said, "Your turn brother."

I noticed he left off the "big" before brother and grunted a laugh.

I pulled my shorts open and took my cock out and told Molly, "You ready baby, ready to do your job?"

She did not look up but she reached with her left hand for my cock. Holding the ruler in her right hand she lifted my meat up next to it. I reached out with my hand and put it on her head.

"This looks like it is going to be close baby, you better get down closer, on your knees, to get an accurate measurement," I told her. Molly went to her knees without hesitation.

"Yeah Molly, you look good there baby, look so natural," she heard me say held the runner next to my cock that was beginning to swell.

Terrence moved over next to me as he asked, "What does it say Molly, tell me?"

Molly whispered her answer, "7 ¼ inches" and dropped her hands.

Terrence shoved his cock towards her face and ordered her, "Now mine."

Molly shivered a little as she took his cock in her hand only the second black cock she had ever held in her life. Her heart was beating faster and she felt the heat between her legs in the tight black jeans. She lifted T's cock up and held it next to the ruler.

"7 ½ inches," she looked up at me and said in her soft voice.

I smiled and with my hand still on her head said, "You do not want me to lose do you Molly?"

Her eyes were fixed on mine and she answered "No Jerald, no I do not."

"Work it bitch, work my black cock then," I told her.

Molly took my cock again in her left hand and this time lifted it to her face. She rubbed the soft head over her white face while looking up at me. It grew more at her touch as she worshiped my black cock. She moved the head to her plump lips and her tongue flicked over it. Molly then rubbed the head over her lips and under her white chin before taking it in her mouth. While she was working my cock, I leaned over and jerked the blouse open. The buttons fell to the carpet beside her and she lifted her arms for me to pull the blouse from her.

Terrence watched us for a while and then said, "Damn that is some hot cuckolds brownie."

I smiled and pulled Molly's left hand from my right thigh. I placed her hand on his cock before telling her, "Jack his cock Molly, work my brothers cock."

"Fuck look at those nipples," was the next thing I heard T say.
I did not answer him but reached down and ran my hands over them like I knew she loved. Molly squirmed on her knees under me and her left hand stroked his now hard cock. When I pulled her mouth closer to me she took my cock deeper and arched her back. She pressed her tits to my dark hands as her hungry mouth prepared my black cock for her shaved pussy. Her right hand was slowly pulling my hairy sac.

Terrence was rocking his hips and fucking her stroking hand when I told him, "It is a damn shame she is not wearing her wedding rings tonight, fuck, it makes my cock ache when I think about her white hand with those wedding rings shinning as she jacked and sucked me."

She lifted her blue eyes at my words but her mouth never left my now hard black cock until I pulled her to her feet a few minutes later. Her hand pulled from T's hard cock. His dark skin was shinning with his precum that Molly's stroking hand had smeared on it. She stood still, unsure of what to do next or of what was going to happen.

Molly looked at me in wonder as I reached down and confidently pulled her jeans open at the top and then jerked the zipper down. I reached down into her jeans and pushed my hand behind her panties to cup her pussy. My pressing fingers were quickly covered with pussy juice from her leaking pussy. Her panties were wet from all that had happened so far that night. Softly stroking her pussy with my palm pressed to her clit like before, I leaned into Molly. She had taken my hard cock in her hand again. Without a word from me Molly slowly pulled and stroked my black cock with her small soft white hand. She loved the feel of my throbbing meat in her hand. Molly worked it to please me as she squirmed against my black hand between her white thighs.

Once again I felt the goose bumps on her neck with my lips as I kissed her smooth skin and made my way up to ear to whisper to her "Tonight you are my white bitch. A slut for me and T to fuck, to use the way we want."

Her response to my harsh words was a weak whimper of presentation. Her fingers were again gripping the forearm of my hand working her pussy. She gripped harder and ground her pussy to my fingers. Her breaths came in short gasps and I knew she was about to cum. The meaning of my words,the feel on my dark hand between her married white thighs, and the touches and feels of the last couple of hours were getting her off.

Molly was letting her self go more and more. With my hand stroking her hot pussy, my fingers slipping between the puffy lips, I lowered my head to her ear and commanded her, "Cum for me Molly, cum on my dark hand between your married white thighs bitch."

Molly's head pressed into my shoulder and her legs spread more as she shuddered at my words and I felt her hips rock as my middle finger rode her clit. Her hand jerking my hard cock stopped and she pushed down harder to my hand. She offered all that she had for my use and wanted more. She needed to be fucked, needed to be taken and used like I had told her. Her body was in control of her mind but I was in control of her body.

T had watched me using my slut, watching her responding to my touch and my voice as he slowly pulled his hard cock. I pulled my hand from the jeans and leaned over. With a hand on each side I worked the tight jeans down over Molly's soft full ass to her ankles. I left them bunched around those sexy black heels she was wearing and lifted her to the sofa. I positioned her on her knees facing away from me and nodded to T. He walked around to the back of the sofa and offered his hard black cock to her. Molly quickly reached out, took it with her right hand and guided it to her hot wet mouth. T groaned at the feel of her tongue on his cock and grabbed her head with both his big hands.

Taking Molly by the hips, I moved up behind her and pulled her back on her knees a little.

I told T, "My little bitch Molly likes it doggy!"

Molly heard my words and whimpered with her mouth full of T's thick cock. The head of my pulsing shaft pressed to her wet swollen pussy lips and slipped in with ease. The tight jeans around her feet kept her from spreading her legs real wide. Her pussy coated my hard cock and when I pulled back the slick juice rubbed off my shaft onto her white thighs. Slick with cunt juice, her thighs and pussy felt like a wet glove gripping my black cock head and shaft as I worked my way deep in that married pussy.

Molly grunted as I pushed all the way deep in her, filling her pussy like last night. She wiggled her hips, begging me to fuck her harder. Terrence held her head still over the back of the couch and pushed his black meat deep as I pulled back. We fucked her in rhythm and after just a few more strokes her wet slick cunt gripped my black cock hard as she came for the second time that night.

As she was cumming on my black cock, I spanked her ass and she squealed loudly at my harsh hard words of, "Yeah, take it slut take my cock, suck him off while you cum on my hard black cock bitch!"

Molly had never been treated like this. Never had she be used liked a slut, like a street whore. She was free to give in to her body's desires as our four big black hands held her tight as we rammed our cocks in her. She grunted and moaned on T's cock deep in her mouth and the vibrations set him off. He held her tight by the hair and I looked at his face, his eyes starring down at her as he filled her mouth with his cum.

"Take it all bitch, take all my cum you married white slut," he told her.

Molly reached over the sofa and took his balls. She milked his cock with her other hand as he pumped his load. Her pussy was leaking down her white thighs and her hips jerked with my hard thrusts and I busted my nut deep in her. Molly gulped down his cum and groaned at the feel of my spurts deep in her white womb.

T pulled back and Molly lapped at his black cock, licking the white cum from the dark head as she pulled the shaft to get it all. I stayed deep in her and jabbed her pussy with hard short strokes until Terrence could take no more and he backed off from her licking tongue.

Molly put her head down on the back of the sofa and worked my cock in her. I reached around and rubbed her hard clit between her legs. My dark fingers played with her bare shaved pussy as she moaned louder and louder. Her dark hair was hanging down as she groaned and gave into the long held in check desires. Molly gripped the back of the sofa with both her hands and her hips rocked back to meet my short hard thrusts. She rode back on my cock and I fucked her cum filled pussy. Again her moans got louder and this time she was shaking her head from side to side.

Leaning over her back, I took a fistful of hair, I pulled her head back off the sofa, pinned her on my stabbing dick and told her, "Cum again Molly, show me how much you need my black cock, show me slut." "Jerald, pleasssssee...Please Jerald," was all she could mumred as she snorted short hard breathes in through her nose and came on my cock again.

Her body jerked against mine. Her pussy grabbed at and worked my cock as I held her tight to me. My strong thighs pressed to her soft white ass and legs. She wiggled her ass to them. I heard a soft moan and then felt her give a small shiver against me before she stood still. The tension left her body and I felt her relax as I let her head fall from my head.

She held still and I pulled my cum covered cock from her pussy. There was a with a wet sucking sound when it popped free. When she felt me pull back she turned with out me telling her to. She took it in her hand to clean me like I trained her. She sat on the edge of the sofa with my cum leaking from her pussy as she lapped me clean. Her panties and jeans were still around her feet and I gently stroked her head until the silence was broken by the ringing of her cell.

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Molly's eyes went wide with surprise and she looked up at me for permission to answer it as she held my cock in her hand. I nodded and she reached down to fish the phone from her bunched jeans. It was her husband and kids, T and I smiled at each other as she spoke with them. She pulled her hand from my cock as she talked but I took her hand and put it back. She held my black cock in her as she was asking about their day at school and telling them she would be home tomorrow. When her husband got on the phone we could hear his voice as he asked the time for her flight and they talked for a couple of minutes. Her eyes did not meet mine until she disconnected the call. There were a few tears on her face but she still held my cock in her hand.

I pulled her to her feet and took her in my arms. It was time to be soft with her again. I kissed away her tears and held her close. When I unwrapped my arms from her, she pulled her jeans and panties up and asked the way to the bathroom. T pointed the direction and she walked away.

"Damn you were not lying to me brother," he said after she left.

"Are you sure you do not want to spend the night?" he asked with a smile.

" No, I promised her dinner and I think it will work better this way. Trust me little brother, I am a man of my word," I laughed. We both knew why he was asking.

"We need to get something to eat and then I am going to take her back to my place. We should be back around 11:15 or so. You, Baxter, and Z get there about 11:30. Remember, use your key to get in and tell them not to say a word while they are there and oh yeah, bring that new camera you got.One more thing, that ass is mine, you know how good it feels to break in a tight ass like that. She is ready now, just like your bike was. So you three lady fuckers stay away from that, understand?" I told him with a big smile.

Molly came back out a few minutes later. Her face was was even more pale and her eyes had lost the sparkle but she had fixed her hair the best she could and she had washed her face. My big drop of cum was gone from her upper throat. She was holding the button less yellow blouse closed with her left hand. I took the black T shirt that I had asked Terrence to get for me and handed it to her.

"You better put this on under the blouse. I like the way you look right now, but I know damn well that sexy body would cause a damn problem at the restaurant." I told her.

Molly blushed red at my words.I intentionally did not say that she would cause a problem I said her body would. She was meat to fuck, to use and I needed her used to the idea of separating her mind from her body. Later tonight would be the real test.

"Go ahead baby, put it on," I told her.

She turned to go back to the bathroom but I stopped her by saying, "Right here is good baby."

Molly looked down and slipped the yellow blouse from her arms. I took the blouse from Molly and held it as she pulled the t shirt over her dark hair and her bare upper body while standing there in front of T and myself.

Smiling, I held out the yellow blouse like a coat, to slip around her shoulders. She turned to the side and slipped her left arm in the sleeve and then continued to turn as she slipped her right on in the sleeve. With her back to me and my arms around her, I pulled the yellow blouse together in the front and pulled her back to me.

Softly, I whispered my praise in her ear, "You make me proud baby."

Then I ran my hand down her left arm and took her hand in mine. She turned for me and I walked her towards the door.

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Chapter 5 begins:

After the shutting the passenger door for Molly I walked around the truck and got in the driver's side. Molly did not have a preference of what she wanted to have for dinner and it was getting late. There is a bar with a limited but pretty good menu not far from my house. I decided we would stop there. It was around 10:15 when we got there and the place was almost empty at that time of night on a Tuesday. We took a seat at the bar and Edgar the long time owner and bar tender came over to ask what we would be having. I got a cheese steak with a beer and ordered a chef salad with water for Molly.

After Edgar took our orders he walked to the kitchen to give it to the cook and I said to Molly, "Most of the time when I come in here, Edgar tries to talk my ears off but tonight all he could do was stare at you, I am thinking that pretty face and fine body had him stunned."

My fingers caressed her cheek a couple of times as she looked my way and smiled at my compliment. When I lowered my right hand from her face, I took her left and held it on the bar as we talked, waiting for the food. Like I did on the plane I asked questions about her. Then I asked about the training and how it was going. I had to smile as I was thinking about the after hours training she was getting from me as well as her company. I listened to what Molly said but was already going over in my head what Terrence and I had planned for later. When Molly took a moment to take a bite of the salad, I took the opportunity to ask her a question about us.

"You saw the video that I recorded last night on your phone?" I asked and her blush told me the answer was yes.

I ran my fingers over her cheek again and asked, "Did you watch it today Molly?"

She nodded yes and pressed her cheek harder to my hand and I asked, "When did you watch it Molly? Was it during one of your breaks at training or during lunch?"

"Both Jerald," she answered.

With a smile, I said, "That is good Molly, I am glad that you were watching it."

I pulled my hand from her cheek and took the last take of my beer and set the empty glass down before turning to Molly again and saying, "I bet you watched it and rubbed that shaved pussy before I picked you up Molly, did you Molly? Is that why you were so eager to suck me off after the game because you had been thinking about it all day?"

Molly leaned into me and her pale arms went around my shoulders and she pressed her soft lips to my cheek for a light kiss before saying, "Yes Jerald."

"Okay baby," I answered.

The food was fast and my sandwich was very good. The chef salad was so big that Molly could not make a dent in the mound of toppings and greens underneath but it was time to get this sexy lady back to my place for the plans that I had. We left the bar after tipping Edgar and the clock in the truck showed 10:50 when we pulled into the driveway of my place.

" Your last night in Charlotte Molly, I am going to make sure it is a night you will never forget," I told Molly as I walked her towards the door.

We stepped inside and I showed her around my place. It did not take very long. My house is only about 2100 sf with 3 bedrooms and two baths. It is a ranch style with attached garage. The last room was my bedroom as I stepped in, holding Molly's hand I watched her look around the room. Her blue eyes stopped when she saw the bright chrome handcuffs on the night stand beside the bed. She held the sight for just a moment and then looked the rest of the room over.I moved my hand behind her hips and walked her over next to the bed. The nightstand was next to her hip. I turned to face her and put a hand on each hip.

Her pretty white face was turned up to mine as I asked "Do you know what the largest bedroom in a house is called Molly?" It was and easy question and I knew she would know the answer.

"The master bedroom," she answered while holding my eyes with hers.

Smiling, with my hands still on her hips, "Close, but tonight it is the Master's bedroom. Tonight you will be spending the night in my bedroom. Your Master's room." I told her.

Molly dropped her eyes from mine and looked at the carpet. I leaned into her and with my lips next to her ear softly told her, "That body is mine tonight. You are mine."

Molly heard my words and took a big deep breath. I pressed to her hips and sat her back down on the edge of the bed. I turned to the right and took the handcuffs off the nightstand beside the bed. They were a pair that Terrence had given me. They were the old style of cuffs, bright chrome with a short chain between the two bracelets. Standing in front of Molly I opened and closed the bracelet parts. The chain dangled down between the two shinning circles on each end. They were at eye level for her and she watched my dark hands working them.

"Do you want to know why I have these Molly?" I asked her.

Molly gave a small nod of yes and I continued, "They are for you Molly to help you baby. To help you let go, to keep the guilt you feel away. With these on you can not stop me from taking you, from taking that sexy white body and using it the way I want. We both know that is what you want."

I paused and cupped her white chin in my hand as I looked down at her eyes and told her, "I have seen it in you. The cuffs set you free. Let you be my slut Molly. To be a slut for black cock, to give in to what your body has telling you. To make those forbidden desires come true without regret. "

She starred up at my dark knowing eyes until I pulled my hand from her chin and let the cuffs fall into her lap. She dropped her head down to look at them and I stepped away from her.

"Molly, I am going to take a shower. When I get out, I want you undressed except for those sexy black heels and laying on that bed, my bed, the master's bed. Then I am going to cuff my white slut and give you a night you will never forget." I told her before walking around the bed to the adjoining bathroom.

I did not look back to see what she was doing. It was her decision. It would be very easy to just take her, **** her and use her the way I wanted but it was much better to see that presentation to know that she is giving herself to me out of her desire. I wanted to conquer her mind and body.

It was not a quick shower. I wanted her to think about it, to feel the excitement building, to wonder what was going to happen. The water ran brown from the dirt on my body after the game. It felt good to wash away the sweat and dust from the field. It brought a smile to my face to think that the only clean part of my dark body had been cleaned by Molly's mouth. After cutting the water off I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a white towel around my tire-black body.

My heart was beating faster as I opened the door to the bedroom. Molly turned her head towards me when she heard the door open. There was a white towel wrapped around hips and I had shaved and put on some cologne. I knew that she had been laying there listening for the shower to stop and waiting for me. She had done exactly what I had told her to do. She was on the bed hugging one of the pillows to her. My eyes traveled down her body and I saw her legs crossed below the knees with the black heels on her small white feet. I smiled as I looked at her and moved over to the side of the bed where the cuffs were sitting on the nightstand.

Stopping in front of the bed next to the night stand, I looked at Molly said, "Hand them to me," and nodded to the cuffs.

Molly leaned up forward, clutching the pillow to her chest with her right arm. She took the cuffs in her left hand and slowly lifted them up to my waiting hand. I did not smile but looked into her eyes with approval. Taking the cuffs from her I noticed her hand was trembling.

"Put the pillow down Molly," she heard me say.

She lifted her right arm and the pillow dropped to the floor next to my feet. I took her left hand in my right. My strong fingers held her slim small wrist. I slapped the open end of the cuff against her wrist. It snapped shut on the other side with a loud click in the quite room and Molly gasped.

"Now put your hands behind your back and roll over, "I told Molly.

She moved back to the middle of the bed and rolled over with her face in the other pillow and her soft white ass in the middle of the bed. She held her small white hands behind her back, next to each other with the cuffs already locked on left wrist. The empty circle snapped shut around her right wrist and she was helpless on the bed. Grabbing the chain in the middle of the cuffs I roughly jerked her over to the side of the bed. It hurt her a little but she was going to get used to a little pain before the night was over. With Molly's head turned towards me, she watched as I reached into the small drawer beneath the nightstand. A second later I pulled out a pair of the night shades they give you on the plane and then a red silk scarf. The shades were big, dark blue and covered almost all of the upper face. Holding the elastic straps in my left hand I pulled the night shades down over Molly's blue eyes and thought, damn it a shame not to be able to look into them while fucking her. After slipping the shades on I tied the scarf tightly over the shades to keep them from shifting. Molly had not said a word the entire time but she was breathing faster.

Chapter 5 continues:

The clock on the other side of the bed showed 11:18 in bright red numbers. I was right on schedule. T, Baxter and Z would be here in about 15 minutes I thought. There was time to have a little fun before they arrived. Taking the chain again in my hand, I rolled Molly back into the middle of the bed and this time on her back. She had the pink glow on her upper chest and throat. Those red nipples of hers were not hard yet but I knew they would respond to my touch. The towel dropped from my dark hips to the floor beside the bed. The sight of her laying there with her hands cuffed behind her and her sexy body already had my cock semi hard.

With both hands on the side of the bed, I leaned over and took her left nipple in my mouth. Her belly jerked and Molly moaned at the feel of my lips and mouth on her nipple. It seemed to stiffen instantly but after a few flicks with my tongue, a couple of swirls and a nibble with my teeth I pulled my mouth from her. My left hand brushed over her inner left thigh and I felt Molly lift her knees to spread her legs for me. My fingers teased her pussy as I raised my head up along her chest to her neck. My nose nuzzled along her smooth neck and I smelt that she had refreshed her perfume for me. Molly quivered at the feel of my tongue along her neck. She pressed her hips up more to my dark fingers and murmured a soft moan as I ran my middle finger along the length of her pussy lips.

"My slut," I whispered in her ear and was rewarded with another moan.

I took my time, enjoying the feeling her body to pressing to or touching against mine. I used my lips, my tongue and my hands on her soft body. When I would lean over her or move my head I would make sure that my hard cock would drag over her or press to her when I held still. Sometimes I pulled back all together, making her wait in anticipation of where I would sex her up again. Molly was squirming to the bed when I saw the beams of lights from T's car bounce off the other side of the bed room wall. She was arching her back up, making an offering of her white tits to me as she felt the soft head of my hard cock brushing against her side. I smiled and ran my tongue over her nipples quickly.

Molly moaned and hissed a "Pleasssseeee" as she begged me to suck on those long hard aching nipples.

She had been good so far, so I rewarded her but not the way she asked. Turning slightly on the bed I let my stiff cock brush over her white tit from the side as I lowered my head between her raised up knees and tender thighs. I placed my dark hands on each one of her knees and spread her more. Her bare shaved pink pussy was opened for me. Molly tensed in anticipation. She knew what was coming next. When the tip of my tongue flicked over her hot opening and then I slowly lifted my head up and licked her slit from bottom to top she squealed loudly and her hips jerked from the bed at the first touch but then pushed back into the bed at the feel of my tongue on her over sensitive clit.

Looking up I saw T, Baxter and Z standing at the doorway of the bedroom watching and smiling. T already had the camera up and was getting it all down on film. I stabbed her clit with my tongue, then sucked it between my teeth, flicked my tongue over it as they stood and watched me working her up. Molly could feel my hard cock now up against her shoulder and she was working her shoulders and head on the bed. She wanted too, no she needed to take it in her mouth as her hips jerked to my face. She was my white woman and was hungry for my black meat.

It was time. I smiled to T as I pulled back from between her legs and nodded to him. I watched as he handed the camera to Z. Then he wrapped his arms around her white legs and rolled her up higher on her back. He moved his face between her legs to get her slick pussy and Molly jumped at the feel. He had not shaved that day and she felt the stubble of his beard on her tender skin. She tensed for a moment. Molly knew that it was not me between her spread legs. Her legs jerked in his arms but T held her tight and tongued her clit. After a couple of flick of his tongue she pressed her pussy to his mouth and groaned. As T was working her hot slit I was taking her by the hair and pulling her hungry mouth to my cock. She opened her mouth wide and took the swollen head of my cock in.

Holding her by that soft black hair, I rocked my hips and fucked her mouth as T worked her pussy.

Z and Baxter were watching us and listened to me telling Molly, " Do my girl, take my black cock Molly." "Fuck yes, you are a hot woman. A white woman for black cock Molly, Yes baby you do not even know who is licking that pussy but you want it, need it, I know you baby," I told her. Molly was grinding her hips to T, pushing her pussy to his working tongue. Her big white tits were pushed up and out by her arched back. Her hands and the cuffs under her made them push up even more. Her head was in my right hand as I fucked her mouth and pulled those nipples. My squeezing hand and T's tongue had her moans vibrating on my cock in her mouth. I watched as her belly fluttered and her body shook and she came on T's tongue with a muffled moan on my cock. He quickly pulled his head from between her legs and stood up.

Terrance had already taken his cock out while he was eating her. With his pants open and down around her thighs he moved between her raised legs and pushed his thick cock all the way up in her without stopping. Molly grunted loudly, unable to speak with my cock in her mouth. I let go of her head so she could continue to get off on the fucking T was giving her married pussy. After she stopped squirming and moaning from her climax I motioned for Baxter to take my place. He took her head and pulled his long but skinny red cock out. His white hand held her dark hair as he pulled her head down on his cock and shoved it past her throat. Molly gagged and grunted and I almost reached over to back him off a little. He looked over at me and pulled her head back to let her breath and catch her breath. Molly responded by working his cock head with her tongue and Baxter grunted with pleasure.

My little brother had been texting me all day about how he was going to wear my slut out. How he was going to fuck her all night long. I had to smile as I looked down and saw his eyes closed. His dark hands gripping her white legs tightly and I heard him grunt. Hell he had only been fucking her for maybe 5 minutes and he was already busting his nut deep in her. T leaned up and took a nipple in his mouth as his cock jerked in Molly. Her legs were splayed wide, accepting his black cock, his seed deep in her married pussy that until two days ago had never been blacked. T pulled out and I saw his cock was glistening with her pussy juice and his cum. Before he could even stand all the way up, Z pushed the camera into his hands and jumped to take his place between her spread legs. Z grabbed Molly by the ankles, pushed her legs up high and held them spread. Those sexy black shoes she had on were about the same shade as his hands holding her white ankles. He shoved his cock up it her cum filled pussy and rocked into her hard on the bed. He was sitting with his knees bent under him as he pulled her more to him and fucked her with short hard strokes. Baxter had pulled from Molly's sucking mouth and was jacking that long skinny white cock until he shot his load on her face and her tits. A big glob landed on her red left nipple and he looked up and smiled. He jerked his cock hard and milked more cum from it before pulling her head to him and smearing the cum on her lips.

I could see that Molly's lips moved, like she was going to say something but Baxter pulled her head down and pushed his cock back in her mouth for her to suck the last drop from him. T came over behind me and slapped me silently on the back. He gave me a nod and then touched Baxter on the shoulder for him to move. Baxter backed off. Molly let her head drop back to the bed and T moved over her. Holding his cum covered cock in his right hand, he rubbed it over Molly's pretty white face. He smeared the mix of his and her cum across her cheeks, her lips and then wiped his cock clean with her hair before he stepped back. Z was still fucking Molly, that once tight married pussy was stretched from the last two days of my thick shaft and T's fucking her a few minutes ago. His cum had slickened her pussy up and was dripping from it when Z would pull back. Z's cock was not a big as T or me and he was sawing in and out of her hard and fast to create some friction. His black cock was making wet squishing sounds in Molly's cum filled cunt. Z was fucking her with hard long strokes and grunting each time he pushed all the way up. I looked back at Molly's face, saw her lips parted a little, heard her breathing faster; saw the light pink blush on her neck, upper chest and throat. She was going to cum again. I bent over next to her head on the pillow.

"Cum for me Molly. Cum again slut, cum on his cock for me your Master." I commanded her and saw her body jerk again.

This time not so hard or for so long but she pushed her hips forward to Z whimpered "Please," as she begged for him to cum in her and gripped his cock hard with her cunt muscles.

Z held on tight and shot his load up deep in her as we all watched and Baxter recorded it with the camera. Z grunted a couple of times but did not speak. All three of them had been silent just like I told them to do before they came over. I did not want Molly to know who was fucking her or who she was pleasing with her slut mouth. Baxter was stroking that long thin cock with his left hand as he held the camera in his right. Z pulled his cum slick dick from Molly and grinned at T and me. Molly took deep breathes as she lay on the bed.

After taking the camera from Baxter I looked down at my white slut and filmed what I saw. Cum was running in a small stream from her red fucked pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen and red with spots of cum on them. Red finger sized red marks were on the white skin of her tits where they had been squeezed hard and bruised. Tomorrow those red marks would be dark bruises to explain to her husband. Cum was drying on both her tits and Molly's face was smeared with cum as well. Her lips were dry and looked chapped from the fucking but maybe it was just dried cum on them. She still had her legs spread wide with her knees bent and up. The black heels were a stark contrast to her white ankles.

When we had talked that afternoon, I had promised them each two rounds. One in her mouth and one between those fine married thighs. When Z looked over at me I nodded to him and he grinned really big. Z moved over to the side of the bed and took Molly's head in both hands. He dragged her across the bed so that she was sideways. When he let go of her dark hair her head hung off the side of bed. Her body tensed, it was evident that she had never been in that position before. Z took his sticky cock in his hand and pressed it to Molly's closed lips. She was scared. She murmured a soft plea of no that we all heard. Molly was afraid to open her mouth to beg. I reached down with my right hand and caressed her cheek. My dark fingers felt the rough spots of cum dried on her usually smooth white skin.
"Take it Molly, take that black dick slut. Open that mouth to be used Molly, to be fucked like your cum filled pussy. Go on baby, I know you hungry for my black cock." I said to her.

Molly opened her mouth a little and Z pushed his cock head between her lips. She groaned as he held her tight by her coal black hair. I smiled as I held the camera still. She had to know I tricked her, that it was not my cock in her mouth. Z's was not even close to my thickness. Damn is looked so fucking hot with his tar black cock sliding over her lips, so close to her milk white face. He held her head with both hands as he stood beside the bed and fucked her mouth the way he wanted. He used her at his own pace. I had to step back and to the left to get a better picture now because Baxter was lifting her legs up higher and pressing her knees back into her soft tits. Molly was rolled up higher and Baxter pushed his cock all the way up in her without hesitating. Molly grunted at the feel of him in her. Baxter worked his hips as he leaned with almost all his weight on her. Her knees were pinned back to her chest. Her cunt was up high with his cock working back and forth. Z was rocking to her face with his balls bumping to the top of her head. He held her head up and I could see the head of his cock moving deep in her throat under her pearl skin. He made her take all he had for a couple of strokes and then pulled back so she could breath. He grunted with satisfaction and gripped her head tight before feeding his cock back down her throat again.

Baxter was slamming his hips up to the back of her thighs as he pushed deep. He was grunting and holding on. They double teamed her for what seemed like a long time with both of their grunts filling the room. Finally Z pulled his cock from her mouth and jacked it hard and fast. He unloaded a stream of cum on Molly's face and on the floor next to the bed. Molly squealed at the feel of the glob of cum landing and her whole body went rigid. The feel of her beneath him like that set Baxter off. His cock pumped his load of cum into my slut as he starred down at her. Baxter stayed on top of Molly for a minute or so as until he stopped jerking in her pussy. Then he rolled off her and Molly let out a slight sigh of relief as she was able to stretch her legs back out. I moved over to the side of the bed and lifted her head up and turned her back around on the bed. After taking a couple more shots of her I motioned with my hand for them to leave the room.

They walked out of the room, pushing cocks back into their pants and zipping back up. I hit the light switch and the room went dark. Shutting the door behind me I followed them out to the kitchen in the back part of the house. We all got a beer from the refrigerator and talked about Molly for the next 10 minutes. "You know if you three were not such good friends of mine and teammates I would have had to charge your asses for using my little married white slut like that," I told them with a laugh.

Z said "Hell I would have paid. Your woman was good."

Baxter did not ever speak much so he just nodded in agreement as he looked over at me. We finished our beers and it was time for them to leave. T shook my hand with a smile and they went down the hall to the front door. I picked up the empty cans and tossed them in the trash and took a small mixing bowl from the cabinets. The lights from his car were shinning again in the bedroom when I walked in and put the light beside the bed on.

Molly was in the middle of the bed on her side with her back to the door. She looked really rough. Yeah she was our fuck toy, my bitch, and we used her the way we wanted but now it was time to take care of my property. It was time to be gentle, to show her that I was proud of her....

Chapter 5 continues later....

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Here is the last part of chapter 5:

The water in the bathroom ran for a minute or so until it was warm. The soft blue washcloth quickly soaked up the warm flow. After ringing the excess water from it I filled the small bowl with warm water as well. I then went back into the bedroom. Molly had not moved. I put the wet cloth and the bowl on the nightstand. After taking the key for the handcuffs off the table, I opened the cuffs. Molly's wrists had a red ring around each one.

"Jerald, it that you?" she asked like a prayer as the handcuffs pulled free. "Yes, baby, it's me. You just relax now baby, I am going to take care of you." I answered her.

She pulled her hands from behind her back and rolled over. She did not reach to take the blind off her eyes as she lay on her back with her arms down along her sides. She believed what I told her and trusted me. I took the warm wet cloth in my hand and started at her pretty face. Gently I wiped the dried cum from her until her cheeks and chin were smooth and clean. Molly did not move or respond to my touches. I worked my way down her body, wiping her clean and rinsing the cloth with warm water. She was totally relaxed and submissive to my dark touch on her. When I reached between her closed thighs, she spread her sexy white legs and presented her bare shaved pussy to me. Like the night before I softy rubbed and dabbed at her tender well fucked pussy with the soft cloth. Slowly wiping away all traces of the cum that had ran from her pussy or had been spurted between her legs.

As I was finishing cleaning my woman, I leaned over and brushed my lips over hers. My sweet Molly pressed her tongue to my lips for more and I answered her request. I kissed her deeply and felt her hands come up to my back and pull me closer to her. Our tongues pressed to each other, I sucked hers into my mouth and smoothed her hair with my hand. After a minute or so, I pulled my mouth from hers and leaned on my left elbow beside her. The cloth dropped on her belly as I reached with my right hand to the blind over her eyes. The red scarf had loosened and almost had worked free. It pulled from around her head with ease. The eyes shades had shifted to the right side a little. Her hair had tangled in the elastic bands but it only took a moment of so to free it. As I pulled the shades from her eyes Molly blinked a couple of time at the dim light in the room until her eyes adjusted. She looked up at me without speaking and then I felt her hands on my back again as she hugged me tight and sat up a little.

Her head was over my shoulder as she held me and she said, "Thank you Jerald."

I pulled her up tighter and ran my hand along her bare back and answered "Your welcome."

Molly did not answer for several minutes and I stroked her back with my finger tips as she held me tightly and then she asked me in a whisper that I could barely hear, "How did you know?"

She could not see my smile and it was a short time before I answered her, "I knew on the plane when I first held your hand and you showed me the pictures."

My hand moved down to her lower back and my finger brushed over her upper ass. She was holding me close with her chest pressed to my dark chest when I told her, "It is not over Molly."

Molly stiffened in my arms just a little before answering, "I do not think I can Jerald, I am just too sore."

I pulled her head from my shoulder and looked down at her blue eyes. She looked vulnerable but more importantly she looked like she really was sorry to disappoint me. My cock began to throb harder in my shorts. I knew that I wanted to fuck her beautiful ass. That I was going to make that ass mine. All that Molly had was going to be mine before tonight was over. With a smile on my face I let go of her and got up from the bed. I stood beside the bed as Molly watched me undo my shorts. My already semi hard cock feel free as I stepped from them. With her eyes watching my every move, I opened the drawer beside the bed and took out a bottle of lotion. Her blue eyes were on mine as I handed the bottle to her. She took the bottle and knew what I wanted without me telling her. The cream colored lotion was hard to see when she when it squirted into her white hand. Since I was standing beside the bed, Molly had to move over to the side to do what I told her. Her fingers gently circled part way around my dark shaft and she rubbed the lotion over my cock. It was so fucking good to feel her hands on my cock, to see her there before me again. Molly was doing what I wanted, serving me, serving my black cock without hesitation.

I stiffened more from her stroking hands. Molly was close to the edge of the bed sitting up on her knees. Her hands were down next to her belly as she worked my cock with the lotion. The fingers of my right hand ran down through her soft dark hair as I stood over her. She kept her head down, watching her ivory fingers and hands sliding along my throbbing ink black cock. The lotion would leave a small white trial when she pulled up and then she would slide her hand back over it working it over my shaft.

Molly felt me twist her hair around my fingers and looked up at as I told her, "Your ass Molly, I am gonna fuck you in that fine white ass baby. "

She did not answer me but continued to jerk on my cock and heard me say, "It is going to be mine Molly, I am going to take your ass, going to fuck your white ass with my black cock."

Molly jerked me faster. She was afraid. I saw that fear and more when she looked up to me. Molly had never taken it up the ass and knew that my thick cock out stretch her ass. When she spread her legs for me or took my cock in her mouth it gave her a physical pleasure along with the emotional satisfaction of pleasing me. Her body responded with passion and desire but she had none of these feelings now as she stroked my cock. Molly thought only of the pain there would be and the offense of being fucked in her ass. Her eyes had become as easy to read as a book but I wanted her ass. I also saw the look of need to submit to me.

As I pulled her head back and around to position her on the bed, she pleaded with me, "Please don't Jerald. Let me suck it Jerald! Please I love to suck your big black cock! " and then she added "Please Master, please.....sir."

I smiled and knew that I had her, that I was in complete control. She did not like what was happening, she begged me to change my mind but at the same time she was not physically resisting me. Molly was committed to the idea that I could and would do what I wanted with her slutty, sexy body.

Her feet with the black heels were hanging off the side of the bed and her sweet ass was up high in the air after I turned her submissive body around. Molly leaned on all fours at the edge of the bed. I stroked her soft white ass with my dark hands and bumped my hard cock to the back of her thighs. Molly did not move, she held herself stiff and tense at the feel of my hands on her ass. I was tender with her until I felt her muscles relax and then I slapped her ass cheek hard with my right hand. It stung and she yelped at the surprise and the burning of her ass cheek. My red handprint stood out on her white skin.

I leaned over Molly's bare back. I felt my cock brush against her pussy as I told her, "That ass is mine."

Molly whimpered at my words and I stood back up and slapped her left ass cheek. The hand print I left matched the one on her right and Molly sobbed at the burning and offense. My cock throbbed more.

"Who does your ass belong to Molly?" I asked.

She was smart and did not want me not to slap her ass again. She knew the right answer, "You Jerald, it belongs to you ......Master."

"What am I going to do Molly, tell me what I am going to do with that ass."

"You are going to take it."

"Good slut, good Molly, that is right," she heard me say and I pushed her head down into the bed.

With her head down in the bed, I pulled her hands from beside her head and back around to her ass. I pressed both her hands back to her ass and told commanded her, "Spread that ass Molly, spread it for my black cock bitch."

Molly sobbed into the bed but pulled her burning ass cheeks apart. I took the bottle of lotion and squeezed a big stream out over her ass and in the crack. Holding my hard cock in my right hand I rubbed it over her ass and coated with the lotion. Molly was quivering under my touch but held her hands in place, presenting her never used ass to my black cock. The head rubbed over her exposed, pink, tight little hole and Molly lurched forward and then she rocked back towards me on her knees.

Taking her by the hips, I pressed my hard cock to her small opening and got a loud sob from Molly. Damn she was so tense and tight this was going to take a while. I knew she was mine and did not want to hurt her more than needed t o train her. I had already made my point and she had given in to me and the feel of my black cock on her. Molly was tight but the lotion was slick and I pushed forward and felt my cock head move past her tight muscle. Fuck she was burning hot and gripping my cock like a fist as I worked deeper in her. Taking my time I could feel my cock taking more of her and looking down I watched it sink farther in her with each pull of her hips back to me. We got into a rhythm with Molly anticipating the pull of my dark hands on her white hips. She would rock back at just the slight little nudge from my fingers.

I reached under Molly when my cock was about ¾ of the way up in her tight ass. She seized up at the feel of my dark hand on her left tit. Her nipple was hard again. My little woman was getting used to the feel of my cock in her ass, taking her, using her like nobody had ever done before. I tweaked her left nipple and then the right before sliding my hand down over her belly.

As my hand moved over her belly to her pussy I told her, "Yeah you like that, I know you do Molly. Like the way I fuck that ass. The way I use that ass."

Molly grunted a little response. My finger found her clit and she gasped. She pulled her hands from behind her and braced herself on her right hand. She lifted her head from the bed and I felt her left hand move over the back of mine as I rubbed her clit. She was moaning loudly. Her dark hair was hanging down around her face. Her hand moved to replace mine when I pulled it from between her legs. Molly was rubbing her own hot pussy as my thick black cock was sawing in and out of her stretched ass. When I took both her tits in my hands, squeezed them back to her chest and powerd the rest of my black cock up in her she could only moan her answer of presentation to me.

"That's it baby, that ass belongs to me now," I told her with a grunt.

Molly grunted her answer to me and felt my cock head buried in her. I pulled her back and up until she was on her knees with her bare back to my chest. My hips moved in small hard upward thrusts and I kept my cock buried in her tight ass. Her muscle was gripping it and working it as I moved back and forth. Molly's fingers were between her spread legs. She was moaning now with each jab of my cock up her white ass. I lowered my head and bit my white bitch on the neck as I pinned her on my black cock deep in her ass. Molly squealed at the feel of my sharp teeth. My cum rose up from my balls, ran along the shaft of my black cock buried in her ass and I dumped my load in her.

Molly's squeezed my cock with her ass in response without thinking and her body shivered from her stroking fingers on her pussy lips and clit. I looked over her shoulder and saw the middle finger of her hand making a hard small circle on her clit as she got off with my black cock up her ass. After a minute or so of her grinding to, gripping my black cock and her moaning loudly she went limp in my arms. Her hand moved from between her legs. She reached up with both hands and she covered both of mine holding her white tits. She held my dark hands to her as her sign of belonging to me. I nuzzled along her neck and was once again soft and gently with her. She knew that she had pleased me and more importantly she had liked it.

After a several minutes I could feel my well fucked cock start to soften in her ass. I pulled back from her and it slipped out covered in cum. Molly turned and looked at my face. She reached over and took the damp cloth from the table and dipped in the bowl. Looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes she carefully and lovingly wiped my cock clean. We still had not spoken and did not need to. She smiled and crawled over to the edge of the bed. Molly slid off the bed and kissed my cheek.

"I never knew it could be like that," she said.

I smiled and squeezed her ass and teased her by asking, "Who does that ass belong to baby?"

Molly answered with a soft kiss again on my cheek and a whispered, "You."

She turned and went into the bathroom and I had to laugh to myself knowing that this time she would not be hiding from me. I pulled the covers back on the bed and crawled in. I rolled over on my right side and waited for Molly to come back to bed. A few minutes later she opened the bathroom door, cut the light off and slipped into the bed to my waiting arms. I kissed her shoulder and held her tight to me. It had been a long day and I feel arelax with my white married woman in my arms.

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Start of Part 6:

It was still dark outside as I drove Molly back to her hotel early Wednesday morning. She did not say anything on the short drive over. I was not sure if it was because of what had happened or if she was just really tired after only 4 hours of relax. I looked over a couple of times at the profile of her beautiful white face and her coal black hair. Yeah, my eyes dropped down to those soft round perfect white tits that were bare under the t shirt. Her lace bra was still hanging from the mirror where I put it last night. The yellow button less blouse was clinched in her hands on her lap. I knew those milk white tits would be sore and have dark bruises on them. I had been rough with them. Last night with the other guys had not been easy on them either.

I had to smile with satisfaction. Less than three days ago she had been a proper, innocent, white wife on her first business trip out of town. Now she was my slut that I had used for my pleasure. Her neatly trimmed, married, pussy hair had been shaved away by my dark hand because that is what I wanted. I had taught her to take my eight inch cock down her throat and to accept my load in her mouth as a gift. I had filled her pussy with my black seed until it squished as I fucked her and streamed out when I pulled my black cock from her. Last night I had taken her tight virgin ass and had her cumming with black rod deep in her. Hell, she had gotten off a least 4 times when I let my brother and two friends use her. She was changed. I know I had made her feel things that she had never thought possible and she was thinking about it now.

I pulled up in front of the hotel in the circle drive for dropping off passengers. Molly reached to take her bra down from the mirror but I shook my head no and she drew her hand back without speaking. She stayed seated and waited for me to get out and open the door just like I had trained her but I did not move. When she turned and looked at me on the dim morning sunlight I asked her, "What time is your flight leaving today?"

"3:50" Molly answered.

"I will be here to pick you around 2:30," I told her.

I was not surprised by what she said next and it really did not make a whole lot of difference as to what I had planned for that afternoon when Molly said, "Cynthia is going to give me a ride. It will give us a chance to visit a little more before I leave."

"Okay, baby. I understand. "

Molly looked at me for several seconds waiting for me to say something else. Expecting a good bye of some sort but I did not say anything. I just looked at her pretty blue eyes with my dark brown ones. She started to speak and then dropped her head down and sat still. I clicked the door locks open as a message for her to get out. She glanced back to me quickly one time, turned away and reached for the door handle. She pushed the door open and her tight black jeans moved across the seat as her black high heels dropped towards the pavement. I admired that sexy ass in the tight jeans as she walked away from me, towards the entrance of the hotel. l felt my red pulse faster as I remembered taking her last night. With a smile on my face I pulled away from the hotel.

When I got to the job site an hour later Maurice was pissed. It had rained late last night and the whole area was slick with red mud. It was too wet to back the truck with the bags of insulation on them up to the blower, they would have to be carried by hand and his nephew Quinton had called in sick. Quinton was supposed to bring the bags to the blower and we had a lot of insulation scheduled to be blown that day.

The only reamister I had hired Quinton's sorry ass was because he was Maurice's nephew. I knew Maurice felt badly about him not being there and we both knew he was not sick so I said, "Don't worry Maurice, we will get it done. I got nothing planned for today until about 2:30 I can carry the bags. It will be just like old times."

He laughed a little and then said, "Just make sure that you keep up, I know you done gone and got soft on me from fucking round with them white women."

"Damn man, that was cold. You do your part we will have this finished by 1:30." I answered.

I left him tending to the blower and made the first of my many trips to the trip to get the big bug light bags of insulation. We worked steady until around 11:00 and then took 15 minutes for a break. I took the opportunity to inspect the rolled insulation that the rest of the crew had been putting on the walls and under the floor. It was muddy around the outside but dry under the crawl space as I checked out under the floors. They had done what they were supposed to and I caught some cuckolds brownie from them as I crawled back out with my boots and the knees of my jeans caked in the red clay.

"After all these years, you still not trusting us Jerald? I heard them bitch.

"Serve you right getting mud all over you. That mud gonna look real good in your ride." They teased me.

Smiling I walked back over and told them "Good job, now get your asses back to work, we still got an hour before lunch."

There was the usual amount of bitching and complaining as they stood back up and went back to work. Maurice was using the last bag I had carried over so I started again on my trips to and from the big box truck that help the insulation. I pulled the last bag off right at 2:15 and dropped it a minute or so later next to the blower. It was hot and I had been sweating heavily the last couple of hours.

Maurice looked up and then down at his watch before saying, "You missed it by 45 minutes. Told you that white pussy was making you soft."

I laughed and said, "If that the case my ass is gonna be like butter tomorrow after this afternoon. I got to get going, keep 'em working until 3:30. I will see you tomorrow morning."

Maurice shook his head as I walked with my muddy boots over to the trash pile. I pulled out a large piece of plastic wrapping from one of bags and carried it with me to the truck. I put it down across the leather seats so I would not get mud all over the inside, then I started the truck and left the job site to head to the airport. It was about a 25 minute drive to the airport and I was guessing that Molly would be there a least an hour early. She would be eager to get back home. With it being her first business trip and time away from home, she would not want to take a chance on missing the flight.

I pulled into the main entrance to the airport but did not follow the signs to parking. There is a construction parking lot that is next to the end concourse. We had done some work at the airport a year ago and I kept the parking pass from the job. I took it out of the glove box and hung it down from the mirror. I had been doing this every time I went to the airport. I had used the lot for free parking when I went to Detroit over the weekend. The guard was an older man named Brice that always just waved at me and let me pass right through. The entrance to the concourse was on the same level as departures and was behind security so it would not any problem to get into the building. The bored security guard sitting across from the door I opened barely even moved as she looked up and saw the dried mud on my boots, jeans and sweaty t shirt. She looked back down at the magazine she was holding as I walked past.

The departures monitor showed the NW flight for Detroit to be leaving from the next to the last gate on the concourse. Yeah, that figures it was the same gate that was used on Friday. Smiling, I started walking down the concourse towards the end. It was still a little early for Molly, it was only 2:48. The small seating area at the NW gate was almost empty when I walked past and glanced over. There were a couple of older women and 3 younger black guys that sat next to each other with bored looks, what looked like a couple of white college girls and two white business men, but no Molly yet..........