Adultery Making It Work by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Pathetic," Darren ridiculed her. "That's the best you can do?"

Jen took him out of her mouth. "Fuck you," she said defiantly.

"You don't say that shit to me!" Darren roared angrily. Suddenly he grabbed her blonde hair and yanked her up to her feet, making Jen yelp in pain. Then he roughly threw her face first onto the sofa.

"Jen?" Mike said moving to her.

Darren pushed Jen hard against the sofa. Once again he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. "What did you say to me?" he hissed.

"Fuck you asshole," Jen said through clenched teeth.

"FUCK YOU BITCH!" he growled. Darren yanked the skirt up around her waist and ripped off her panties. "Cheap whore like you needs to learn her place," he said in his ghetto voice.

Then he took off his belt. Holding the belt in one hand, Darren ran his other hand over Jen's firm shapely behind, the skin perfectly smooth and unblemished. He grinned menacingly at Mike. "Your wife's fine ass ain't gonna be as pretty when I get done with her."

"Stop!" Mike yelled leaping from the chair. As he did Darren whipped Jen's ass with the belt!

Jen cried out in pain.

"Jen!" Mike cried moving to her.

Darren grabbed Jen's hair and yanked her head to look at Mike. "Tell your cuck husband to sit down!" he growled.

Jen held her hand to Mike, stopping him. "It's okay," she said to Mike, tears of pain rolling down her cheek.

"That's right Mike, sit down like a good cuck," Darren said taunting him. He squeezed Jen's ass. "Who owes your ass slut?"

"You do," Jen said.

"Yeah, I own this fine ass," Darren said caressing her. Then suddenly he whipped Jen's ass again with the belt. Jen screamed in pain.

"You deserve this whipping don't you slut?" Darren growled.

"No," Jen whined.

"Beg me to hit you again!"

"Don't make me," she sobbed.

"Beg me!"

"Oh god," Jen said, grimacing for the pain to cum, "Please Darren, please whip me again."

Darren whipped her again, and then again. Her ass was red with whip marks.

"Who owns your ass?" Darren shouted whipping her again.

"You!" Jen yelled grimacing.

"Who do you belong to?" Darren yelled with another whip.

"You! I belong to you!" Jen cried.

"Not Mike?"

"No, I belong to you!"

Darren tenderly caressed her ass. He looked at Mike and smiled, looking triumphant. "See? She's mine, and I haven't even fucked her yet."

Darren roughly pushed Jen onto the floor, onto her knees, and he sat on the sofa, his legs spread wide. "Suck me," he commanded her. As she lowered her head, Darren roughly pulled her hair to look at him. "Do it better this time bitch!"

"I will," Jen promised, fear in her voice.

Jen lowered her head. As her lips touched his cockhead Darren grabbed her hair and violently shoved her face down, stuffing his long thick cock into her mouth and down her throat. Jen flailed her arms and gagged. Darren held her head down, then after almost a minute he let her head up. She gasped for air, her spittle running down and off her chin. Then he shoved her head down again. This time he lifted his hips to force more of his cock down her throat. She gasped again when he let her up, her chin, neck and front of her blouse wet with her spit.

"Enough!" Mike shouted.

"I'm fucking sick of you man!" Darren yelled. He yanked Jen's head to look at Mike. "Tell this cuck to shut up!" he ordered.

"Mike ..." Jen said.

"No bitch!" Darren screamed. "Say 'cuck shut up'!" When Jen hesitated, he shouted "Say it bitch! 'Cuck shut up!' Say it!"

"Cuck shut up," Jen said looking down, not able to look into Mike's eyes.

Darren laughed at Mike. "Hear that Mike, your pretty wife knows you're a cuckold." He jerked Jen's head forcing her to look at Mike. "Tell him bitch, tell him he's a cucky boy."

Her eyes downcast, Jen said "You're a cucky boy."

"Mike, when I'm done she ain't gonna have no respect for you!" Darren said laughing. He pushed Jen away. "Strip bitch!" he yelled.

Jen stood up and quickly took off all her clothes.

"Nice," Darren said, admiring Jen in just black stockings and black high heels. He took her into his arms and they kissed. He fondled her as they made out. When he pulled away Jen was panting, her chest heaving, her nipples rock hard.

Darren pushed Jen onto her back, on the floor next to Mike. Jen flinched as her abused ass was pushed onto the floor. Darren uncaringly threw Jen's legs apart and pressed his monster black cock against her pussy lips.

"Put on a condom," Mike said.

"Fuck that," Darren said.

"Put on a condom or get out," Mike insisted.

"Fuck you man!" Darren yelled. "I did it once but I ain't gonna do it again!" He got up as if to leave. "Fuck this shit!"

"No wait!" Jen said grabbing the black man's arm. "You don't have to wear a condom," she said pulling Darren back to her.

"Jen!" Mike yelled.

"Mike please!" she pleaded. "Just sit there and watch, okay?"

Darren smiled smugly at Mike. "I told you, she's mine," he said triumphantly.

"Tell him Jen," Darren continued. "Tell your pathetic husband he's nothing, you belong to me."

"I belong to Darren Mike," Jen said.

"Tell your pathetic husband he's nothing," Darren insisted.

"You're pathetic Mike, you're nothing to me," Jen said obediently.

Darren laughed derisively at Mike. "Now do you understand Mike? She's mine now. You should never have let me be with her again. She's all mine."

Darren looked back down at Jen. On her back, her long blonde hair tussled around her pretty face, she wore only stockings, her legs spread wide, her heels flat on the floor. Darren was between her legs, his thick black cock rock hard and barely an inch from her bare pussy lips.

"Take my cock, guide me into you babe," he said.

Jen reached between their bodies and took his rod, guiding him into her.

"Oh yeah," Darren grunted, pushing into Jen. "Your white pussy is so tight!"

"Ugh god!" Jen groaned. It felt like he was splitting her in two, but it felt so good!

Darren fucked Jen hard and fast. His stamina was amazing. She came at least twice, both orgasms soulful and mind blowing.

Finally Darren's muscular body tensed and he cried, "Fuck I'm cumming!" He bore down on Jen, pushing even deeper inside, and then he shot his virile black baby sperm deep into her fertile womb. "I'm gonna make you fat with my black baby!"

"Yeah yeah, cum in me! Make me pregnant with your black baby!" Jen cried wrapping her long legs around him.

Darren left soon after, grinning and slamming Mike on the back as he left. As always Mike felt hurt and disoriented after his wife's coupling with another man. He treated her gently though, bathing her and then gently rubbing lotion on her raw ass. Her ass was red but otherwise not marked; Darren had used only a fraction of his strength whipping her.

Jen was too sore for intercourse that night, but she knew Mike needed release, and reassurance. Lying on her side (not her sore ass), she kissed him and stroked his cock. "I didn't mean what I said," she said

"It sounded like you did," Mike said.

"It was just play, you know that right?" she said. "I think that's Darren's thing, he role plays. I was just playing along."

Mike smiled. Darren's act had been so outrageously BBC, it could only have been role playing. "So your pussy doesn't belong to him?"

"No, and I'm not gonna have his black baby," Jen joked, giggling.

"But the sex was good," Mike said.

"Well hello!" Jen said rolling her eyes. "It was freaking amazing!" They both laughed.

On Monday Mike had to go to work early. Jen got up and looked at her ass in the mirror. It looked normal again, smooth and unblemished, the red marks gone. Darren's whipping hadn't left a mark. She hadn't thought it would, his whipping stung but even as it was happening she could tell he wasn't hitting her too hard. But it was a relief to see no marks. She was proud of her ass, she worked hard to keep it looking perfect.

Keri was in town and invited Jen to lunch. Keri ordered a bottle of expensive champagne. "I really shouldn't," Jen said.

"Believe me, Johnny won't mind if you get a little buzzed at lunch with a potential big account," Keri assured her.

Keri reached under the table and squeezed Jen's thigh where a garter strap would be. "Just checking," she said with a smile. Jen laughed. She'd worn thigh high stockings but not a garter belt.

They laughed and talked like old friends. "Are you here with Jim?" Jen asked.

"No," Keri said. "Byron's with me."

"Oh," Jen said embarrassed.

"We don't always hook up," Keri said laughing. "He's a good aide you know."

"Oh, okay," Jen said sheepishly, feeling even more embarrassed.

"So how's your friend Darren?" Keri asked with an excited glint in her eye.

Jen smiled back, feeling like collegegirls trading kissing stories. "I saw him this weekend," she began, and told Keri the story.