JOSH AND AMANDA By Jimmy Bob
Josh. He met Amanda at a fraternity mixer. He didn't really find her to be that cute, but he was single, and she was definitely interested, and, like him, Jewish, a rare thing on that campus. He asked her to dinner later that week, and ended up liking her a lot more by the end of the evening. She was sweet, and smart, and even read the same sort of books he did. They never seemed to run out of things to talk about, and he looked forward to seeing her again.
They got married right after they finished school, found a nice house in the suburbs, and talked about raising a family. Josh was very happy, but deep down there were some things about Amanda that he wished he could change. For one, she was too sweet, he wished she were stronger, and also less timid and conservative in bed. He also wished her chest was large enough to be noticeable, and that she would put more effort into her clothing and appearance. All in all he wished she were that beautiful and demanding Jewish American Princess that he'd always pictured himself with.
Amanda
Amanda was madly in love with Josh. He was everything she had ever wanted. Her desires were simple; a nice Jewish guy that really cared for her and wanted to raise a family with her. Josh fit this to a T. She knew he loved her deeply, but she also wasn't blind. She noticed how he covertly glanced at certain women, especially those that seemed high maintenance, with heels and manicures and name-brand handbags. She wanted him to look at her like that, but she didn't really know how.
She decided to innocently broach the subject with Josh, and see what his reaction was. They were at a wedding when Amanda noticed a Josh's old friend Jessica with her husband, Matt. Matt made a lot of money, and Jessica had never seemed to mind spending it. She was dressed immaculately, and moved in her high heels like they were part of her. "My god!" she thought to herself. "Those must be 5", how can she possibly dance in them?"
She leaned over to Josh and pointed Jessica out. "I really envy Jessica. She always has such nice clothes. Maybe now that you got that promotion, we should start upgrading our wardrobes? I feel like all the women at work judge me by my clothes. I'm the only one in my department that doesn't wear heels."
She saw Josh's eyes light up as she talked. She knew she had him when he said, "I think it just takes some practice to get used to wearing heels. Maybe we should go to the mall tomorrow and look around. We could get you one of those personal shoppers to help you fill out your wardrobe. We might as well spend our money on ourselves, right?"
Josh
Josh couldn't believe it. Until Amanda mentioned heels, he didn't even realize he had a shoe fetish, but the thought of her wearing sexy high heels all the time made him hard as a rock. It didn't hurt that now he was fantasizing about her in sexy clothes instead of the drab jeans and sweater combo she normally seemed to prefer outside of work. At the mall they bought her a couple of pairs of 2" heels at the suggestion of the personal shopper at the department store, just to get used to wearing them. She also loaded up on designer outfits for both work and play, and then Josh decided to splurge even more and buy her a weekend at a spa where she could get a total makeover if she wanted, or just relax.
Amanda
Amanda was excited about the new purchases and the idea of dressing sexy was starting to grow on her. Why shouldn't she look as good as she could? She was determined to learn to move like Jessica did in heels of any height, and become the sexy woman that Josh couldn't help but stare at. She went to the spa planning to get as much advice from the women there on how to be sexy and alluring as she could, and she came back with a wealth of knowledge, and more confidence in her physical self than she had ever had before. Once she got the makeover, a manicure, a pedicure, and put on one of her hot new outfits, she felt like she measured up with any woman at the spa. She imagined her arrival at home like that scene in the film, Grease, where Olivia Newton John shows up at the school carnival in hot pants and big hair, and John Travolta goes nuts.
She opened the front door, and called, "Hey honey, I'm home." Josh came down the stairs and stopped in shock when he saw her, then he ran up and kissed her, and said "Wow, that's one sexy lady! I could kiss the ground you walk on."
"Haha. Why don't you then?" Amanda said, jokingly. Josh smiled, kneeled down, and kissed her French manicured toes, just barely sticking out between her 5 inch wedge sandals and the ends of her overlong jeans. She had considered low riders with a thong sticking up, knowing she had the body for it, but that was just too trashy for her.
Josh
Every day was better than the last for Josh. Amanda came home the perfect vision of his JAP fantasy. He didn't expect her to get her nails done, and just like with the shoes, he hadn't realized before how sexy he found French manicures to be. She had obviously gotten acrylics on her fingers, since nails just don't grow that long over a weekend.
He had said the thing about kissing the ground she walked on only half in jest. Ever since he discovered his shoe fetish, he wanted to kneel down and kiss Amanda's feet. When she, definitely in jest, said he should, he decided to go for it and see her reaction. She laughed, and all was good. Then they went upstairs where he proceeded to take off her clothes and fuck her as wildly as he could, which wasn't very wild since she never let him do much more than missionary, and that with a condom since they weren't ready for kids. This time she surprised him by asking if he wanted to eat her out. She said she'd overheard some women at work talking about how great one's boyfriend supposedly was at this, and she wondered if Josh was as good.
Josh licked and slurped and caressed with abandon, and Amanda definitely reacted in a positive way. Maybe things were going to loosen up between them.
Amanda
Amanda was flabbergasted. She never thought sex was all that great, but now she realized she'd never had an orgasm before. When Josh had sex with her, it felt good, but she never had a climax, and thought it was somewhat of an overblown myth. Now she'd definitely had one, and she wanted more. Her husband didn't seem to mind. He said he had always liked eating girls out, and it was his pleasure to pleasure her.
Josh usually got home from work first, and when she got home the next day, he was waiting for her, and again got down on his knees and kissed her feet. Amanda thought the joke was starting to get old, but was very excited to see that he had started cooking dinner and had rented a romantic movie to watch later. This sort of pattern continued, with Josh doing little things here and there to make her feel like a pampered princess. She could get used to it. Life was getting better in the bedroom, the kitchen, and the living room. The new height she gained from wearing heels, and the nicer clothes, had made her feel more confident at work, and her peers seemed to grant her more respect.
The new Amanda was a few weeks old when Josh took her out to a very nice restaurant in celebration. He'd been buying her new heels almost every day, giving her plenty of money to shop, and doting on hercompletely. She had always said she didn't understand how women could get addicted to shoes. Now she did, and she asked him for more space to put her collection. Whenever she was out and a cute pair caught her eye, or something she thought Josh would go gaga over, she was buying them, and now she wanted to clear out the spare bedroom and turn it into a huge dressing room/closet for herself. Josh agreed. "After all," he said, "We won't need it for nursery quite yet," and laughed, looking at Amanda for a reaction. Amanda responded aloud with, "Very soon, I just want to be more established at work." Inwardly, however, she was wondering how a baby would cramp her shopping budget.
When they got home, Josh put a pornographic movie in the DVD player. He'd brought a few home recently, saying that he wanted to spice things up a bit. Amanda knew that meant that he wanted her to open up to more exotic sexual acts. While she still wasn't letting him do more than eat her out, the DVDs were having great effect, just not what Josh was looking for. She saw how the men in these movies took their women, and she had started to wish Josh was more willing to just take her when he wanted her. None of the men in these movies would ever greet their women at the door and kiss her feet. They would grab her and throw her down and have their way with her, and that's what a Man should do with his woman.
She noticed Men like this a lot more lately. Previously she blew off macho types as insensitive jerks, but her new clothes and new attitude made her aware of just how much notice Men were giving her now. Watching the video made her want a cock in her tonight.
Josh
Amanda may have thought Josh was becoming a little too submissive, but Josh saw nothing wrong with it. It was partially natural inclination, and partially because now that Amanda was hot, he worried about losing her. He wanted her to know that he would always be there for her, and do things for her, and buy her things, and take care of her so that she wouldn't have a reason to leave him for someone else. He'd been thoroughly enjoying his pussy-licking sessions, and loved to get down and kiss whatever new shoes Amanda was wearing on a particular day.
After they finished watching the porn, they headed upstairs for the usual nightcap. This time Amanda said she wanted him to fuck her good, just like in the movie. She'd been enjoying being eaten out so much that he hadn't actually fucked her since before she went to the spa. He'd been masturbating some in private, and knew his tongue was giving her more pleasure anyway. When she pulled down his pants and wrapped her long and sexy French manicured nails around his rock-hard dick, he came almost immediately. "Oh my god, that's never happened before! I guess it's been too long, but give me a little while and I'll get back up for you." She smiled, nodded, and then pointed down to her crotch. He knew what she wanted and went to work. Afterwards, she fell into a drowsy stupor and he decided he'd have to fuck her another day.
Amanda
Amanda was getting an itch between her legs that was driving her crazy. The pornos had gotten her interested in a whole world of sex she had never imagined before. Josh was good with his tongue, but last night she wanted his cock and he couldn't perform. Or maybe he over performed? At any rate, she had been planning to make another fantasy of his come true, to fuck her in the ass, but now she wasn't so sure. It seemed like something a Man would do, and she was beginning to not think of Josh in that way anymore. He was still a good looking, sexy guy, but he wasn't a Man, and after last night's action, she wasn't sure he ever would be.
She stayed a little late at work that night and when she went to get in her car, she discovered it wouldn't start. She decided to get Josh to come pick her up, and dialed their home number.
Josh
Even though he hadn't mentioned it aloud, Josh was feeling more and more submissive to Amanda, and had started to masturbate to fantasies of her dominated him, thigh high boots, whips, all that sort of thing. Right now he was jerking off to a story he had found about a man who became enslaved by a woman. He just imagined Amanda in her place. Suddenly the phone rang, but Josh wasn't done masturbating yet?
Josh decided to ignore the phone. It was probably just Amanda calling to ask if he needed anything from the grocery store. The fantasy he was having about her was too strong, and he couldn't stop before he was done. He knew it wasn't likely he'd get to fuck his wife that night, anyway, and he needed some relief. He flipped the browser to a new site he had discovered, darkwanderer.net. It was full of stories of white women and black men. Before he would have been disgusted by such stories, but almost a month without sex, plus his new submissiveness, had made him curious. He loved the idea of Amanda going crazy in bed, lost in lust, but he knew he wasn't capable of getting her there.
Amanda
No answer at home. Amanda wasn't sure what to do, but she had to do something, so she started walking the five blocks to a service station. If only Josh had been home, she wouldn't be in this mess.
About halfway to the service station, she heard a noise from an alley. Nervously, she crossed the street, hoping to stay away from suspicious noises and dark alleys. As she reached the sidewalk and turned back to look at the alley, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and before she could react, another one over her mouth. Almost instantly, she was completely in the power of whoever had grabbed her. Considering the size and color of the hand over her mouth, she was in the clutches of a very large black man.
She struggled in futility, scared for her life as she was dragged towards a nearby doorway. The man holding her said, "This ain't no place for a pretty little white girl like you. I'm going to have to teach you a lesson about respect. You don't come to my neighborhood at night unless you're coming to see me." He stuck a balled up rag in her mouth, pulled some tape over it and then threw her on a bed. She tried to get away, but he was too strong for her and held her down as he ripped of her clothes. "You're going to get what you've never gotten before, bitch. You're going to get a rod of steel stuck in ever hole you got."
Tears came to Amanda's eyes. She'd heard about rapes, of course, but had never thought it could happen to her. Her life flashed before her eyes, and one final thought, "At least he's a real Man," before he shoved his grossly huge cock into her. She moaned in pain through the gag and struggled for all she was worth, to no avail. He rammed his cock in and out her pussy again and again, and the sensation was growing within her. The itch she had felt was getting scratched like she had never thought possible.
After the initial shock ran out, all Amanda could focus on was the rod of pleasure filling her. Was this the Man Amanda had craved? Never in a million years could Josh have made her feel like this. He didn't have the attitude or the equipment. He wasn't a real Man, not like this ungodly beast of pleasure on top of her and inside her. She arched her back and began to enthusiastically meet his every thrust, turning a non-consensual encounter into a complex dance of fire and ecstasy.
GOD! They came simultaneously, his cum flooding her, while the muscles around her pussy contracted in earth-shattering pulses, her juices flowing to meet his. He continued pumping for a time, before pulling out, looking at her glazed eyes, and pulling off the Gag. "Damn, bitch, you really want it, don't you?" he said as she caught her breath. "I've never felt anything like that. I? I never knew it was possible. My husband?." "Is a tiny cocked wimp, right? I knew it. As soon as I saw a hot white woman with a wedding ring walking through here at night, I knew she had a wimp husband. A real Man wouldn't let his woman do that." "You're right. My husband?. Is a loser. He could never do what you did, he could never make me feel that way." She looked at him with lust in her eyes. "My name is Todd, and you're a great fuck. Anytime you want my cock in you, you just beg for it."
She continued looking at him, and at his muscular body, and then had an idea. "You've shown me a whole new world tonight, and I want to repay you. I was going to let my husband fulfill his fantasy of sticking it up my ass, but I now I think I should give that cherry to a real man." She turned over and stuck her shapely ass in the air, wiggling it provocatively. "Please Todd! I beg you! Fuck my asshole, stick your huge cock in me and make me scream. I'll do anything for you, just fuck me like an animal!"
"If you want me to fuck your dirty asshole, the place where your shit comes out, then you gotta trade bitch. And you only got one thing worth trading, and that's your pussy. You want my dick in your ass, then your pussy is mine, now and forever. No one, and I mean no one, gets a cock near that pussy but me. Do we have a deal?" "Yes, god yes! Josh will never get near my pussy again. He'll just have to learn that a real man owns it now. Please, make me trade you something difficult, my pussy was already yours."
"Ok, I want you to get that loser bitch of yours to write me a check for half his income every month. I see how you dress, I know he can afford it. He'll just have to do without a nice car or something."
"He can afford it. Josh won't have much left past the mortgage and food bills, but I'm sure I can convince him it's in his best interest. He's very easy to manipulate. Of course you'll approve all my clothing purchases from now on anyway. I dress only for you. I can't wait to make him buy lingerie for me to wear for you" She couldn't believe she was saying all this. Not long ago, this man was raping her, and now she was effectively promising him her soul. Even so, the moment of their mutual climax was the moment she knew she'd never stop thinking about that feeling, never stop wanting to be fucked by Todd's gigantic cock. Her only thought of Josh was to wonder if she could get him to work a second job so Todd would have more money.
Todd
By way of agreeing, Todd rammed his slimy dick into her ass as hard as he could. She was too tight for him to go far, but her screams made it sound as if he had ripped her in half. He smiled and pushed again. He could hear her screaming and crying, while plunging herself back on to his cock. Within a few minutes, he had gotten his cock most of the way up through her sphincter, and her cries had turned to moans of pleasure.
Todd couldn't believe his good fortune. He'd been free for a month, after being put in jail as a teen for being a black kid in the wrong place at the wrong time. Years in jail had hardened him, but the harshness with which society treated felons taught him lessons about the world he could never learn in prison. Weeks of frustration and rejection, from both women and potential employers, had embittered him. When he saw this white slut, he knew he had to have her, and he was no longer willing to be nice about it. Why should he, the world wasn't nice to him. So he grabbed her and had his way with her, and much to his surprise, she loved it. He knew her husband must be a wimp, because she was fucking like someone who had just discovered real lust for the first time. And now she was giving her life over to him in return for her anal cherry. What a strange world! Now he had an income and a hot white bitch.
Amanda
Amanda got home at about 10. Josh was waiting for her, acting worried. "You know my cell phone number. If you were so worried, why didn't you call? Or pick up the phone when I called?" He gave her a guilty glance, and said, "Sorry, I must have turned off the ringer. I got caught up playing a game." "Yeah, I bet you did. One that involves your right hand. Fantasizing about kissing my boots again? God, I never realized what a loser you are before! Things are going to change around here." His guilty look turned to dismay. "What do you mean? I'm not a loser, I just want to show you how much I love you." "By cumming the second I touch your little penis? Let me give you a hint, that's the sure sign of a loser, and so are those ridiculous submissive fantasies of yours. Yeah, I know what all the boot kissing is about, I'm not stupid. Well guess what. You're going to be a submissive loser bitch from now on, and I will be your mistress. But you're also going to have a Master. Come in, Todd, my Man."
Josh
A huge black man walked in the door and put his arm around Amanda. She noticeably shivered in pleasure when Todd touched her. The black man said, "So you're the loser? I thought you'd be taller." He laughed at his own joke, and then grabbed Amanda and put a hand between her legs. "You see this? This belongs to me, and since you are married to her, half of you belongs to me, too. I'll expect a check once a month, and I will know if you're skimping."
Josh couldn't even move. The thoughts running through his mind were too complex, too numerous, and too disjointed to sort out. There were feelings of shame, knowing that they were absolutely right and he was a loser, pride in knowing that his wife had become the super hot JAP he had always fantasized about, and that this man wanted her, too. There was an intense sadness that she had so willingly cheated on him, but somehow it was balanced by the raging hardon he had. He watched as the two lovers ignored him and began taking each others clothes off. Over the next hour Amanda and Todd threw their wild sex in his face, doing things Amanda would never have done before. All Josh could do was watch as hole after hole was filled with Todd's massive cock. Eventually he couldn't stand it anymore, and Josh pulled out his tiny 6' penis and jerked it until relief came. Amanda saw him masturbating while Todd was again fucking her asshole, and she started to laugh. "I need to get a camera for this, send some pictures to your family. Oh, and by the way, Joshie-poo. You remember when I told you I wasn't quite ready to start a family? I realized it wasn't the timing that was right, it was the sperm, and yours just won't cut it. Thankfully Todd has just the right spunk! Aren't you excited, we're going to be parents!"
Josh was horrified, but couldn't stop jerking off anyway. The threat of his own sweet, timid wife happily pregnant with another man's baby him made him even hornier. "Oh my god," he thought, "I'm such a loser. What kind of man gets horny thinking about his wife having another's man's baby? I'm not a man." The thought of what a loser he was only made him redouble his jerking efforts. He didn't know what life was going to be like after this, but he knew his life was no longer his own, and that he was too much of a wimp to escape this new existence. Instead he embraced it, wallowed in his shame and cemented deep into his unconscious that he was a loser, now and forever, and that he liked it.
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Josh. He met Amanda at a fraternity mixer. He didn't really find her to be that cute, but he was single, and she was definitely interested, and, like him, Jewish, a rare thing on that campus. He asked her to dinner later that week, and ended up liking her a lot more by the end of the evening. She was sweet, and smart, and even read the same sort of books he did. They never seemed to run out of things to talk about, and he looked forward to seeing her again.
They got married right after they finished school, found a nice house in the suburbs, and talked about raising a family. Josh was very happy, but deep down there were some things about Amanda that he wished he could change. For one, she was too sweet, he wished she were stronger, and also less timid and conservative in bed. He also wished her chest was large enough to be noticeable, and that she would put more effort into her clothing and appearance. All in all he wished she were that beautiful and demanding Jewish American Princess that he'd always pictured himself with.
Amanda
Amanda was madly in love with Josh. He was everything she had ever wanted. Her desires were simple; a nice Jewish guy that really cared for her and wanted to raise a family with her. Josh fit this to a T. She knew he loved her deeply, but she also wasn't blind. She noticed how he covertly glanced at certain women, especially those that seemed high maintenance, with heels and manicures and name-brand handbags. She wanted him to look at her like that, but she didn't really know how.
She decided to innocently broach the subject with Josh, and see what his reaction was. They were at a wedding when Amanda noticed a Josh's old friend Jessica with her husband, Matt. Matt made a lot of money, and Jessica had never seemed to mind spending it. She was dressed immaculately, and moved in her high heels like they were part of her. "My god!" she thought to herself. "Those must be 5", how can she possibly dance in them?"
She leaned over to Josh and pointed Jessica out. "I really envy Jessica. She always has such nice clothes. Maybe now that you got that promotion, we should start upgrading our wardrobes? I feel like all the women at work judge me by my clothes. I'm the only one in my department that doesn't wear heels."
She saw Josh's eyes light up as she talked. She knew she had him when he said, "I think it just takes some practice to get used to wearing heels. Maybe we should go to the mall tomorrow and look around. We could get you one of those personal shoppers to help you fill out your wardrobe. We might as well spend our money on ourselves, right?"
Josh
Josh couldn't believe it. Until Amanda mentioned heels, he didn't even realize he had a shoe fetish, but the thought of her wearing sexy high heels all the time made him hard as a rock. It didn't hurt that now he was fantasizing about her in sexy clothes instead of the drab jeans and sweater combo she normally seemed to prefer outside of work. At the mall they bought her a couple of pairs of 2" heels at the suggestion of the personal shopper at the department store, just to get used to wearing them. She also loaded up on designer outfits for both work and play, and then Josh decided to splurge even more and buy her a weekend at a spa where she could get a total makeover if she wanted, or just relax.
Amanda
Amanda was excited about the new purchases and the idea of dressing sexy was starting to grow on her. Why shouldn't she look as good as she could? She was determined to learn to move like Jessica did in heels of any height, and become the sexy woman that Josh couldn't help but stare at. She went to the spa planning to get as much advice from the women there on how to be sexy and alluring as she could, and she came back with a wealth of knowledge, and more confidence in her physical self than she had ever had before. Once she got the makeover, a manicure, a pedicure, and put on one of her hot new outfits, she felt like she measured up with any woman at the spa. She imagined her arrival at home like that scene in the film, Grease, where Olivia Newton John shows up at the school carnival in hot pants and big hair, and John Travolta goes nuts.
She opened the front door, and called, "Hey honey, I'm home." Josh came down the stairs and stopped in shock when he saw her, then he ran up and kissed her, and said "Wow, that's one sexy lady! I could kiss the ground you walk on."
"Haha. Why don't you then?" Amanda said, jokingly. Josh smiled, kneeled down, and kissed her French manicured toes, just barely sticking out between her 5 inch wedge sandals and the ends of her overlong jeans. She had considered low riders with a thong sticking up, knowing she had the body for it, but that was just too trashy for her.
Josh
Every day was better than the last for Josh. Amanda came home the perfect vision of his JAP fantasy. He didn't expect her to get her nails done, and just like with the shoes, he hadn't realized before how sexy he found French manicures to be. She had obviously gotten acrylics on her fingers, since nails just don't grow that long over a weekend.
He had said the thing about kissing the ground she walked on only half in jest. Ever since he discovered his shoe fetish, he wanted to kneel down and kiss Amanda's feet. When she, definitely in jest, said he should, he decided to go for it and see her reaction. She laughed, and all was good. Then they went upstairs where he proceeded to take off her clothes and fuck her as wildly as he could, which wasn't very wild since she never let him do much more than missionary, and that with a condom since they weren't ready for kids. This time she surprised him by asking if he wanted to eat her out. She said she'd overheard some women at work talking about how great one's boyfriend supposedly was at this, and she wondered if Josh was as good.
Josh licked and slurped and caressed with abandon, and Amanda definitely reacted in a positive way. Maybe things were going to loosen up between them.
Amanda
Amanda was flabbergasted. She never thought sex was all that great, but now she realized she'd never had an orgasm before. When Josh had sex with her, it felt good, but she never had a climax, and thought it was somewhat of an overblown myth. Now she'd definitely had one, and she wanted more. Her husband didn't seem to mind. He said he had always liked eating girls out, and it was his pleasure to pleasure her.
Josh usually got home from work first, and when she got home the next day, he was waiting for her, and again got down on his knees and kissed her feet. Amanda thought the joke was starting to get old, but was very excited to see that he had started cooking dinner and had rented a romantic movie to watch later. This sort of pattern continued, with Josh doing little things here and there to make her feel like a pampered princess. She could get used to it. Life was getting better in the bedroom, the kitchen, and the living room. The new height she gained from wearing heels, and the nicer clothes, had made her feel more confident at work, and her peers seemed to grant her more respect.
The new Amanda was a few weeks old when Josh took her out to a very nice restaurant in celebration. He'd been buying her new heels almost every day, giving her plenty of money to shop, and doting on hercompletely. She had always said she didn't understand how women could get addicted to shoes. Now she did, and she asked him for more space to put her collection. Whenever she was out and a cute pair caught her eye, or something she thought Josh would go gaga over, she was buying them, and now she wanted to clear out the spare bedroom and turn it into a huge dressing room/closet for herself. Josh agreed. "After all," he said, "We won't need it for nursery quite yet," and laughed, looking at Amanda for a reaction. Amanda responded aloud with, "Very soon, I just want to be more established at work." Inwardly, however, she was wondering how a baby would cramp her shopping budget.
When they got home, Josh put a pornographic movie in the DVD player. He'd brought a few home recently, saying that he wanted to spice things up a bit. Amanda knew that meant that he wanted her to open up to more exotic sexual acts. While she still wasn't letting him do more than eat her out, the DVDs were having great effect, just not what Josh was looking for. She saw how the men in these movies took their women, and she had started to wish Josh was more willing to just take her when he wanted her. None of the men in these movies would ever greet their women at the door and kiss her feet. They would grab her and throw her down and have their way with her, and that's what a Man should do with his woman.
She noticed Men like this a lot more lately. Previously she blew off macho types as insensitive jerks, but her new clothes and new attitude made her aware of just how much notice Men were giving her now. Watching the video made her want a cock in her tonight.
Josh
Amanda may have thought Josh was becoming a little too submissive, but Josh saw nothing wrong with it. It was partially natural inclination, and partially because now that Amanda was hot, he worried about losing her. He wanted her to know that he would always be there for her, and do things for her, and buy her things, and take care of her so that she wouldn't have a reason to leave him for someone else. He'd been thoroughly enjoying his pussy-licking sessions, and loved to get down and kiss whatever new shoes Amanda was wearing on a particular day.
After they finished watching the porn, they headed upstairs for the usual nightcap. This time Amanda said she wanted him to fuck her good, just like in the movie. She'd been enjoying being eaten out so much that he hadn't actually fucked her since before she went to the spa. He'd been masturbating some in private, and knew his tongue was giving her more pleasure anyway. When she pulled down his pants and wrapped her long and sexy French manicured nails around his rock-hard dick, he came almost immediately. "Oh my god, that's never happened before! I guess it's been too long, but give me a little while and I'll get back up for you." She smiled, nodded, and then pointed down to her crotch. He knew what she wanted and went to work. Afterwards, she fell into a drowsy stupor and he decided he'd have to fuck her another day.
Amanda
Amanda was getting an itch between her legs that was driving her crazy. The pornos had gotten her interested in a whole world of sex she had never imagined before. Josh was good with his tongue, but last night she wanted his cock and he couldn't perform. Or maybe he over performed? At any rate, she had been planning to make another fantasy of his come true, to fuck her in the ass, but now she wasn't so sure. It seemed like something a Man would do, and she was beginning to not think of Josh in that way anymore. He was still a good looking, sexy guy, but he wasn't a Man, and after last night's action, she wasn't sure he ever would be.
She stayed a little late at work that night and when she went to get in her car, she discovered it wouldn't start. She decided to get Josh to come pick her up, and dialed their home number.
Josh
Even though he hadn't mentioned it aloud, Josh was feeling more and more submissive to Amanda, and had started to masturbate to fantasies of her dominated him, thigh high boots, whips, all that sort of thing. Right now he was jerking off to a story he had found about a man who became enslaved by a woman. He just imagined Amanda in her place. Suddenly the phone rang, but Josh wasn't done masturbating yet?
Josh decided to ignore the phone. It was probably just Amanda calling to ask if he needed anything from the grocery store. The fantasy he was having about her was too strong, and he couldn't stop before he was done. He knew it wasn't likely he'd get to fuck his wife that night, anyway, and he needed some relief. He flipped the browser to a new site he had discovered, darkwanderer.net. It was full of stories of white women and black men. Before he would have been disgusted by such stories, but almost a month without sex, plus his new submissiveness, had made him curious. He loved the idea of Amanda going crazy in bed, lost in lust, but he knew he wasn't capable of getting her there.
Amanda
No answer at home. Amanda wasn't sure what to do, but she had to do something, so she started walking the five blocks to a service station. If only Josh had been home, she wouldn't be in this mess.
About halfway to the service station, she heard a noise from an alley. Nervously, she crossed the street, hoping to stay away from suspicious noises and dark alleys. As she reached the sidewalk and turned back to look at the alley, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and before she could react, another one over her mouth. Almost instantly, she was completely in the power of whoever had grabbed her. Considering the size and color of the hand over her mouth, she was in the clutches of a very large black man.
She struggled in futility, scared for her life as she was dragged towards a nearby doorway. The man holding her said, "This ain't no place for a pretty little white girl like you. I'm going to have to teach you a lesson about respect. You don't come to my neighborhood at night unless you're coming to see me." He stuck a balled up rag in her mouth, pulled some tape over it and then threw her on a bed. She tried to get away, but he was too strong for her and held her down as he ripped of her clothes. "You're going to get what you've never gotten before, bitch. You're going to get a rod of steel stuck in ever hole you got."
Tears came to Amanda's eyes. She'd heard about rapes, of course, but had never thought it could happen to her. Her life flashed before her eyes, and one final thought, "At least he's a real Man," before he shoved his grossly huge cock into her. She moaned in pain through the gag and struggled for all she was worth, to no avail. He rammed his cock in and out her pussy again and again, and the sensation was growing within her. The itch she had felt was getting scratched like she had never thought possible.
After the initial shock ran out, all Amanda could focus on was the rod of pleasure filling her. Was this the Man Amanda had craved? Never in a million years could Josh have made her feel like this. He didn't have the attitude or the equipment. He wasn't a real Man, not like this ungodly beast of pleasure on top of her and inside her. She arched her back and began to enthusiastically meet his every thrust, turning a non-consensual encounter into a complex dance of fire and ecstasy.
GOD! They came simultaneously, his cum flooding her, while the muscles around her pussy contracted in earth-shattering pulses, her juices flowing to meet his. He continued pumping for a time, before pulling out, looking at her glazed eyes, and pulling off the Gag. "Damn, bitch, you really want it, don't you?" he said as she caught her breath. "I've never felt anything like that. I? I never knew it was possible. My husband?." "Is a tiny cocked wimp, right? I knew it. As soon as I saw a hot white woman with a wedding ring walking through here at night, I knew she had a wimp husband. A real Man wouldn't let his woman do that." "You're right. My husband?. Is a loser. He could never do what you did, he could never make me feel that way." She looked at him with lust in her eyes. "My name is Todd, and you're a great fuck. Anytime you want my cock in you, you just beg for it."
She continued looking at him, and at his muscular body, and then had an idea. "You've shown me a whole new world tonight, and I want to repay you. I was going to let my husband fulfill his fantasy of sticking it up my ass, but I now I think I should give that cherry to a real man." She turned over and stuck her shapely ass in the air, wiggling it provocatively. "Please Todd! I beg you! Fuck my asshole, stick your huge cock in me and make me scream. I'll do anything for you, just fuck me like an animal!"
"If you want me to fuck your dirty asshole, the place where your shit comes out, then you gotta trade bitch. And you only got one thing worth trading, and that's your pussy. You want my dick in your ass, then your pussy is mine, now and forever. No one, and I mean no one, gets a cock near that pussy but me. Do we have a deal?" "Yes, god yes! Josh will never get near my pussy again. He'll just have to learn that a real man owns it now. Please, make me trade you something difficult, my pussy was already yours."
"Ok, I want you to get that loser bitch of yours to write me a check for half his income every month. I see how you dress, I know he can afford it. He'll just have to do without a nice car or something."
"He can afford it. Josh won't have much left past the mortgage and food bills, but I'm sure I can convince him it's in his best interest. He's very easy to manipulate. Of course you'll approve all my clothing purchases from now on anyway. I dress only for you. I can't wait to make him buy lingerie for me to wear for you" She couldn't believe she was saying all this. Not long ago, this man was raping her, and now she was effectively promising him her soul. Even so, the moment of their mutual climax was the moment she knew she'd never stop thinking about that feeling, never stop wanting to be fucked by Todd's gigantic cock. Her only thought of Josh was to wonder if she could get him to work a second job so Todd would have more money.
Todd
By way of agreeing, Todd rammed his slimy dick into her ass as hard as he could. She was too tight for him to go far, but her screams made it sound as if he had ripped her in half. He smiled and pushed again. He could hear her screaming and crying, while plunging herself back on to his cock. Within a few minutes, he had gotten his cock most of the way up through her sphincter, and her cries had turned to moans of pleasure.
Todd couldn't believe his good fortune. He'd been free for a month, after being put in jail as a teen for being a black kid in the wrong place at the wrong time. Years in jail had hardened him, but the harshness with which society treated felons taught him lessons about the world he could never learn in prison. Weeks of frustration and rejection, from both women and potential employers, had embittered him. When he saw this white slut, he knew he had to have her, and he was no longer willing to be nice about it. Why should he, the world wasn't nice to him. So he grabbed her and had his way with her, and much to his surprise, she loved it. He knew her husband must be a wimp, because she was fucking like someone who had just discovered real lust for the first time. And now she was giving her life over to him in return for her anal cherry. What a strange world! Now he had an income and a hot white bitch.
Amanda
Amanda got home at about 10. Josh was waiting for her, acting worried. "You know my cell phone number. If you were so worried, why didn't you call? Or pick up the phone when I called?" He gave her a guilty glance, and said, "Sorry, I must have turned off the ringer. I got caught up playing a game." "Yeah, I bet you did. One that involves your right hand. Fantasizing about kissing my boots again? God, I never realized what a loser you are before! Things are going to change around here." His guilty look turned to dismay. "What do you mean? I'm not a loser, I just want to show you how much I love you." "By cumming the second I touch your little penis? Let me give you a hint, that's the sure sign of a loser, and so are those ridiculous submissive fantasies of yours. Yeah, I know what all the boot kissing is about, I'm not stupid. Well guess what. You're going to be a submissive loser bitch from now on, and I will be your mistress. But you're also going to have a Master. Come in, Todd, my Man."
Josh
A huge black man walked in the door and put his arm around Amanda. She noticeably shivered in pleasure when Todd touched her. The black man said, "So you're the loser? I thought you'd be taller." He laughed at his own joke, and then grabbed Amanda and put a hand between her legs. "You see this? This belongs to me, and since you are married to her, half of you belongs to me, too. I'll expect a check once a month, and I will know if you're skimping."
Josh couldn't even move. The thoughts running through his mind were too complex, too numerous, and too disjointed to sort out. There were feelings of shame, knowing that they were absolutely right and he was a loser, pride in knowing that his wife had become the super hot JAP he had always fantasized about, and that this man wanted her, too. There was an intense sadness that she had so willingly cheated on him, but somehow it was balanced by the raging hardon he had. He watched as the two lovers ignored him and began taking each others clothes off. Over the next hour Amanda and Todd threw their wild sex in his face, doing things Amanda would never have done before. All Josh could do was watch as hole after hole was filled with Todd's massive cock. Eventually he couldn't stand it anymore, and Josh pulled out his tiny 6' penis and jerked it until relief came. Amanda saw him masturbating while Todd was again fucking her asshole, and she started to laugh. "I need to get a camera for this, send some pictures to your family. Oh, and by the way, Joshie-poo. You remember when I told you I wasn't quite ready to start a family? I realized it wasn't the timing that was right, it was the sperm, and yours just won't cut it. Thankfully Todd has just the right spunk! Aren't you excited, we're going to be parents!"
Josh was horrified, but couldn't stop jerking off anyway. The threat of his own sweet, timid wife happily pregnant with another man's baby him made him even hornier. "Oh my god," he thought, "I'm such a loser. What kind of man gets horny thinking about his wife having another's man's baby? I'm not a man." The thought of what a loser he was only made him redouble his jerking efforts. He didn't know what life was going to be like after this, but he knew his life was no longer his own, and that he was too much of a wimp to escape this new existence. Instead he embraced it, wallowed in his shame and cemented deep into his unconscious that he was a loser, now and forever, and that he liked it.
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