Part II....Continuation
The Offering
“Kevin,” continued The Colonel, “you are a fine man with a lovely wife and *******. Tonight, as with your permission, I will share with your wife the pleasures of The African culture.” The Colonel let out a hearty laugh, shared by Kevin and the nervous Margreet. He then circled his large right around the crimson red faced Margreet and planted a deep kiss on her lips.
Kevin then stood to leave. “Stay a moment, Kevin,” insisted Colonel Osei. “Let us admire your wife’s beauty. Allow her to relax and be enjoyed by us Men.”
Kevin sat back into the chair, his stomach churning with disgust. Yet, his penis was feeling a bit of sexual energy. He had just acquiesced to the demands of an African Official; spoken aloud that his wife was to be taken as he had taken her on their wedding night, that consummation of their sexual bond. He knew that shortly his athletic wife would be receiving a Black Cock in the place that was supposed to be reserved for his exclusive use alone. Her legs spread, submitting to a Black Cock that would surely be longer and thicker than his own male organ. In this all, his mind tingled sense of excitement at the prospect. Instead of shame or bitterness, Kevin put that aside and accepted this act as ‘part of the African experience.’
“Stand,” commanded The Colonel as he took one last puff from his cigar, looking at margreet. “Let us Men admire your graceful form in that dress. Let us move to the living room.”
A bit apprehensive at this turn of events, Margreet stood and moved to the center of the living room. With a flourish of her hair, she raised her arms over her head to accent her figure.
“Wonderful!” proclaimed The Colonel.
In a move practiced many times before, in the living room of many White couples, Colonel Kamu Osei stepped next to the wife of the man who had just given her to him. It was a ritual he had developed to ‘help’ couples accept his dominant role and domination over the wife. The training of Kevin and Margreet had begun.
“I must kiss this beauty,” he announced as he pressed his body forward into Margreet’s form. Holding the small of her back once again, he pressed his lips to hers, pushed his tongue into her accepting mouth and kissed her deeply for the second time that evening. Over a minute passed, almost two, until he was satisfied that he had awoken the sexual arousal in this White beauty; broken through her resistance at being Taken by him, accepting of her own Lust at being the object of his desire. Then, it was time to perform the final ritual of subjugation. One that was designed to reinforce, to the husband, his domination over him, reinforce the feeling of domination and acceptance in the wife. Finally, to arouse the natural submission in White women towards Large Black Men. A breaking of Taboos to accept what was now an unstoppable inevitability.
The Colonel placed both of his hands on the sides of Margreet. The palms of his hands just barely beneath her breasts. Slowly, but firmly, with Kevin watching, he slid his hands down the sides of her dress, past her hips to where the dress ended. He paused for a moment, then drew his hands up against her nylon clad legs, pushing the dress out of the way as he exposed her hips and tops of her nylons. He let out a brief chuckle and smiled, looking Margreet in the eyes, daring her to look back at him. She kept her eyes focused on the wall in front. His fingers quickly undid the snaps to her garter belt. She let out a brief gasp, surrender. Margreet, as Kamu intended, was overcome by the feelings of lust and shame. This Black African was performing the disrobing that was supposed to be private, secluded behind the door of the bedroom. An act reserved for Lovers only. Now, in front of her husband, to the shame of her submission to Him, Black fingers were undoing her undergarments.
Colonel Kamu Osei was not finished. With the garter straps undone, he pressed his fingers up past her hips, all the way to the top sides of her panties. Without warning or hesitation, in one swift motion, he hooked his fingers into their sides and yanked them down; swiftly past her hips, down her to her knees. In what seemed like an instant, she stood with her womanhood exposed in front of her husband and the Bull who was going to take her.
“Do not move, Margreet,” her Bull commanded. Another shiver raced down her spine.
He pushed her panties beyond her knees and onto the floor, forming a ring around her high heels. Then, he held her hands as she stepped out of them. Margreet could only feel one thing now, with her shaved pussy exposed, in front of her accepting husband and commanding Bull, defenseless.
The Colonel warped his left arm around Margreet to hold her close, his fingers encircling the fabric to keep the dress hiked up as his right hand went to work. His hand cupped her Womanhood, the warmth of his palm combining with her own warm sexual flush. After a few moments, his finger went to work. First, testing and teasing the landing strip of hair on her pubic mound in a playful swirl. Then, forsing her legs to part a bit more with a gentile push, he slid his index and middle finger up and down the Feminine Seam of her pussy. A few moments later, as she stared upwards at the ceiling, almost in tears at this intrusion, she felt his fingers part her sexual lips. The walls of the living room echoed with the sounds of her inhaling deeply as her Bull slipped a finger past her Beauty lips and up into her warm, wet, canal of her sex. Her knees shook from the shock of this intrusion. This was a test of her wetness, her body's arousal.
Satisfied at the submission of both Husband and Wife to this ritual, Colonel Osei removed his finger from the wife of his dinner host, making sure that each knuckle rubbed her clitoris as it withdrew. Finished, held up his moistened finger for Kevin to see and proclaimed, “I do believe that you Wife has accepted. She is clearly ready for the pleasure that awaits her.” He concluded this ritual debasement with a hearty laugh at their expense. “Let’s go to the bedroom now, MY beauty.”
Margreet gave her husband one final look as she pulled down the dress to cover her now defenseless womanhood. She was mortified that Kevin had to endure this humiliation, yet, her mind was exploding with Lust for the man who had just taken possession of her. Violated her in the middle of her living room, in front of her husband. She turned her back to her husband, her panties in a crumpled circle on the floor, she walked towards the bedroom she shared with her husband. The Colonel paused for a moment to retrieve the discarded panties to keep for his collection of those that he had taken from other wives. Kevin could only watch in stunned silence.
The Wife and Bull: Consummation in the Marital Bedroom
Inside the Couple's Bedroom, Margreet made sure to close the door behind her tightly. She did not want any sounds to disturb her ******* who was down the hall. Then, with her back to her Bull, she stood in the center of the room. Silent, as she knew her Bull wanted her body, not any silly conversation.
The Colonel wasted no time. He stepped toward her and lowered the zipper of her dress. His fingers caressed her shoulders as he slid the dress off them and helped to pull the dress past the hips of The Wife and down to the floor. Margreet turned toward her Bull as she stepped out of the dress.
Kamu took in the now mostly form of his conquest. Her pushup bra, black, truly accentuated her figure, kept her breasts thrust towards her Black Bull. After clutching her breasts almost as if to weigh them, he removed bra a few seconds later. Free of their constraints, she felt her breasts tighten as her nipples became hard.
Margreet pressed her body, exposed except for the nylon stockings, against her Bull and gave him a deep kiss. It was her turn now to use her fingers to disrobe her Black Bull. She could feel the building lust in him as his cock pressed into her Womanhood. With a quick tug, his boxers were removed, freeing his 9 inch long, ebony Black, uncut, sexual spear for her inspection.
Obediently, Margreet kneeled before her Bull to pleasure his cock with her tongue. She marveled at both its length and thickness. It was not long before she had this Manhood at full hardness; thick, hard and curved upwards to the ceiling. His precum leaked a salty sweetness onto her tongue. She pleasured him, on her knees, for many minutes.
Kamu’s large hands on her shoulders were the signal for her to stand and position herself on the bed. The bed that she and her husband shared, till that moment, exclusively. As she expected, Her Bull ignored the Magnum condoms placed on the nightstand next to the bed. He was going to have her bareback. That is how she wanted him. His African shaft against her raw insides, His African seed planted deep inside of her. She yearned for it. A final, absolute surrender to this Bull of Africa.
The Colonel’s Black Cock bounced ahead of him, like a Black Spear ready to strike, as he took up position above his White Lover. But, instead of plunging forth, he lowered his face to her Beauty Lips kissing her belly button to send waves of pent up excitement through her. In Gentlemanly fashion, he slowly kissed her Seam and Clit. Her pussy opened up to him like a flower in bloom. Margreet let out a shriek of pleasure as she felt her Bull’s tongue dart past her lips and into her depths. He varied his pace and direction several times, bringing her close, but not over into, climax. He wanted to make sure that this Beauty was well lubricated and ready for his manhood.
With one final kiss, his Oral efforts ended. The moment was near. Her skin tingled with excitement.
Margreet spread her legs wide as her Bull drew close to her. He placed his arms near her head as he lowered himself into position. She felt an electric shiver pass through her the moment His bulbous Cockhead made contact with her pussy. “Look into my eyes,’ her Colonel commanded. As she complied, He swiftly entered her.
The walls of the bedroom echoed from her deep gasp of pleasure as only the first three inches of his Cock penetrated into her.
Colonel Kamu waited several seconds for this Wife to get used His thickness inside of Her. He felt her Inner Love Tunnel expand to accommodate his thick African Cock. Having prepared her, he then thrust once more, pushing ALL of his manhood deep into her.
Margreet could barely comprehend the feelings of pleasure and pain as her Bull’s cock tunneled all the way to her innermost parts in that swift motion. In a second, she realized that she was feeling the ridge of his cockhead pressed up against her G-Spot. Only the tip of Kevin’s penis had ever been there before.
Then, the waves of pleasure began as Her Bull slid back and forth inside of her well lubricated pussy. She was amazed as his Cock maintained contact with her G-Spot as he slid back and forth inside of her. He was so large that his Cock never left past her G-Spot. On Kevin’s slightest withdrawal, contact would be lost.
The waves of pleasure intensified as Her Bull changed his thrusting pace from time to time. Her first orgasm hit her just a minute after he started thrusting; the contact with her G-Spot was that intense. For Kamu, it always pleased him when a White Wife experienced her first orgasm by his cock. Her pussy muscles rippled and throbbed around his Cock as he continued his thrusting throughout her orgasm. He knew this was just the beginning of her pleasure as she moved and squirmed underneath him.
Magreet’s breathing quickened as she let out moan after moan of pleasure. She lost count of her orgasms after three. Her Bull seemed to gain energy after each of her Big O’s. Her head was swimming in pleasure.
He could not hold back any longer. Kamu quickened his pace, deepened this thrusts. He was in his Cum Stroke. Both of their moans of pleasure bounced off the walls of the bedroom, the bedsprings squeaked with the thrusting of the Lovers.
With one loud ‘Uhrrah’, Kamu released his seed, gushing forth from his cock deep into the Married White Pussy of his conquest. His cock, reacting to the near simultaneous final orgasm of Margreet, spurted jet after warm jet of cum deep into her. He too had abstained from sex for over a week before their lovemaking. Both Lovers could feel the warm wetness coat the deep insides of the pussy. Into this puddle of sperm, African Seed, did Margreet’s cervix dip into with her Orgasm to scoop the seed into her canal and toward her eggs.
Satisfied, Colonel Kamu stayed hard inside of his Lover. He wanted her to feel his size in her pussy as she recovered. He wanted to seal his seed into her as she recovered her breath.
For Margreet, it was long after Kamu’s Cock stopped its spurting till the waves of Orgasmic Pleasure subsided. Her heart was racing, and pussy pulsing on the thick Black Cock of her lover as she gulped for air. ‘Mind-blowing’ was the only word she could think of. Her Black Lover, keeping his hard cock still inside of her as she recovered was the most erotic feeling she had ever experienced.
Conquered, Owned and Possessed is how she felt. Guilty as she was, she enjoyed those feelings completely.
