If you haven’t read the first part of this story I suggest you go back and read that one (No Guilt) first, just to have an understanding of how all this began. This is all a true story, which I have tried to relate with as much detail as I can remember.

Arriving at Jarrod’s house I grabbed my overnight bag and walked to the door. The door opened before I could knock and I was greeted by Jarrod, standing there in only his boxers. His erection was already very evident, straining against the fabric of his shorts. With that grin on his face he took my hand and guided me inside, closing and locking the door behind him. Before I could turn around he was behind me, lifting my scrub top. I raised my arms to allow him to pull it off, no hesitation. He pulled me back against him, his arms reaching around me, his hands went to my breasts, my nipples already rock hard he gently squeezed and rubbed my breasts. He started kissing my neck and nibbling my ears, something he had found aroused me very much. That has always been a guaranteed arousal for me. His fingers found my nipples, circling around them and lightly pinching. My arms went behind me around his neck, making my breasts jut out, inviting his touch. Then his hands moved down to my tummy as he rubbed all over it. He said “I love that round, white belly. So sexy.” Already I felt that burning desire building in my lower region. He walked me towards the sofa, sitting me down. As he stood in front of me he dropped his boxers, that beautiful, dark brown cock springing out. In daylight I could see it in all its glory, so rock hard it seemed to be straining, each vein showing prominently. Only inches from my face the large purple head looked almost angry, like a mean animal of some kind. He told me “show me how much you want this black cock.” I took it in my hand and guided it to my mouth, licking and flicking the head with my tongue, running my tongue up the underside of its entire length. He said “this is what you want in that needy pussy ain’t it?” I whispered “yes.” “You need this cock deep in your belly don’t you?” Again I whispered “yes.” “You want to feel this black mans seed flooding deep in that married white pussy don’t you?” “Please” I said. There was that word again, “seed”. What was on his mind? Was the thought of knocking me up a turn on for him? Did he just want to see my reaction to the thought? It was no longer a possibility for me to get pregnant but it didn’t matter. The thought of “what if I could” was a hell of a fantasy and arousal for me now. My pussy was aching, needing what he could, and would soon deliver. I was intoxicated with the thought of how I was going to become so well acquainted with his bed, his virile black cock, and the sexual release that never I dreamed possible before.

Taking my hand he pulled me up from the sofa and kissed me deeply, his tongue seeking my throat, dancing around with my own. All I could think about was having him on top of me, inside me, filling my tummy with his warm sperm. No guilt, just a need. Turning me around he pointed to the hallway. “First door on the left” he said. Walking into the bedroom I could feel the incredible wetness between my legs. Stopping at the bed I turned around to face him. Looking him in his eyes I kicked off my shoes and lowered my scrub bottoms, stepping out of them. His eyes scanned my body up and down and he said “magnificent.” I could tell it wasn’t an act. This man really liked my chubby body. I sat on the side of the bed and placing a hand on my chest he gently pushed me onto my back. My thighs automatically raised and spread wide. Inviting this black man into my sex, into my depths. Nothing mattered in the world except the yearning I felt to have that thick black cock inside my white body. Leaning over me he kissed me, slowly moving his lips down my neck to my breasts. Lower he went, kissing, licking, and caressing my plump tummy. Kneeling on the floor beside the bed his head found its way between my legs. I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips, and felt him blowing cool air against my clit. I whimpered in pleasure, needing that touch. Then he abandoned my hot snatch and started kissing and licking the insides of my thighs. Working all the way up to my pussy and back down. Never touching my soaking wet love box. Making me squirm and moan. I felt him start to suck on the skin of my inner thigh, just below my pussy. I knew what he was doing, putting a hickey there, marking me. Putting it on a place he knew my husband would never see, and I didn’t care. I needed it, wanted it, with no guilty feelings at all. Then his mouth closed over my pussy, a warm feeling that pulled my need from me. My husband hadn’t gone down on me in years. God the feeling was almost unreal, causing my hips to raise from the mattress to pull his mouth tighter against me. His tongue swirling around my clit. I felt his tongue enter the outer region of my love tunnel, then it was as if he was fucking me with his tongue I felt that hot, electric feeling building deep in my groin, boiling up to the point of explosion. Then he stopped, denying me my release. I spread my thighs wider, inviting to take me, to let me cum. He just knelt there slowly rubbing my inner thighs, blowing lightly on my heated sex. When my body had calmed a little I felt his finger sliding up in me, finding my G spot, swirling around. Not even I had really known how badly my body craved this kind of attention. He had me and he knew it. He could take all the time in the world toying with me because he knew I wasn’t going to back out, couldn’t turn back. This white girl was his to take, and he would take me. Slowly finger fucking me now he slid a second finger inside me, I could feel my juices running down my crack. Jarrod’s tongue found my clit, and sucked and swirled around it while his fingers fucked into me. Involuntarily my hips began to move again, seeking that relief that I so desperately needed. Just as I was on the brink he stopped again, just short of my release. He did this same thing twice more, bringing me to the edge and stopping. My body was on fire and my need to orgasm was so intense I thought I would go insane. This teasing was so new and foreign to me. He was owning my body in an expert way. With my ass still on the edge of the bed he stood up, still standing between my spread thighs. He had a satisfied, yet hungry look on his face. Here was an older, white, married woman splayed naked on his bed before him. One whom he would take, break, and fully conquer.

Jarrod motioned for me to slide back onto the bed and when I did he followed, scooting up between my spread legs. I couldn’t help but notice how his cock swung back and forth with the movement. Once nestled between my thighs he placed his dark brown cock on my lily white round belly. “Look at this” he said. Looking down I saw the fat, purple head of his cock staring straight at me. “Me and him gonna bring the woman out in you now” he said with that grin. Jarrod was a lover, a satisfier, and a teaser in every way. He was owning my body and my mind completely now. Still no guilt, no thoughts of my husband or my marriage. Just an overwhelming and unstoppable need to be taken in ways I had never experienced. He laid his cock on my pussy and started rubbing the shaft back and forth over my clit, making my hips involuntarily raise up to try to take him inside me, to let me finally release. Then lower he worked until the head of his thick cock was massaging my opening, pushing in maybe an inch and then pulling back. He was obviously enjoying the way I was writhing on his bed, breathing heavy and spreading my thighs wide open for him. In my limited experience I had never tried to give myself up to a man the way I was at this moment. He leaned over me and said “are you ready to feel this black dick make a woman out of you? You ready for me to take that married white pussy?” Through labored breathing I said “please fuck me, just take me please.” I grabbed my legs behind my knees and pulled them back and wide, exposing my pussy completely to him and that hard shaft. I had never needed anything in my life as much as I needed that bare black cock up inside me. I was so soaking wet I couldn’t have kept him out if I tried. I felt the mushroom head pushing into me. Spreading and stretching me in ways I had never felt before. Slick and soaking wet he fed more of his thickness inside me, then pulling back he slowly thrust into me again. “Damn girl your hubby ain’t been doing nothing for you, you’re as tight and wet as a young virgin” he said. “We gonna fix that” he said. Then withdrawing until I could only feel the head inside he smoothly shoved back into me until he was buried all the way up in my pussy. It was as if my pussy had a mind if its own, adjusting to his girth and length, hungry for this mating. I had a good 2 inches more cock in me than my husband could ever think about, his cock head rubbing my cervix, causing sensations deep in me I had never felt before.

Then holding his dick all the way up in me he started moving his hips around in a circular motion, making that bloated head massage my cervix as he put his thumb on my clit and began rubbing it. I felt it building inside me, a tingling sensation that grew from so deep, my whole body was shaking as my orgasm was welling up and seeking its release. Involuntarily my hips began thrusting up into his still motionless steel rod that was indeed taking my body in ways I had never known. All of a sudden my orgasm burst through and took my body, out of control I remember my body convulsing and shaking uncontrollably. I felt like that orgasm was never going to stop, I’m not sure that I didn’t black out for a moment and I was still in the middle of the orgasm when he started thrusting into me, smooth long strokes that kept me feeling the orgasm. I could feel myself soaking the bed as my own juice was flowing out of me like never before. He fucked me like this for about 15 minutes and then hooking my thighs over his arms he spread my legs wider as he pushed all his weight down onto my hips, burying his black cock as deep as possible in my married pussy, opening me up, making me need it more and more. I never wanted that feeling to end. Then I felt his pace quicken, becoming more aggressive as he said “ I’m gonna lose this nut baby, way up in that white belly.” “God please yes cum in me! Put that seed inside me” I said. My body was in full control of my brain and I never needed anything like I needed his sperm flooding me at that moment. Then I felt that thick cock start pulsing and throbbing inside me and I knew I was going to get a load of cum from the first man to cum inside me other than my husband. Then he started groaning and grunting loudly has he released his load deep inside me. Feeling that throbbing cock and the very warm feeling that coated me deep inside my belly threw me into another raging orgasm. Bucking my hips up to take every drop of his hot sperm into my womb. He lay on top of me, both of us breathing heavy. He had lasted about 15 minutes inside me and even though I had experienced a fucking like I had never had my mind was wishing it wasn’t over so soon.

He started kissing me, deep French kissing, passionate like a lover should. His cock was still inside me and I felt him start to move, short, slow strokes and it finally registered on me that he was still hard, never lost his erection. I looked at him with what I guess was a shocked look on my face. I couldn’t fathom that a man could cum as hard as he had just 5 minutes ago and still be raging hard. My husband had always been a one-and-done man. I told him I couldn’t believe he was still hard and he said “honey I even got started yet.” He slid the length of his black dick out of me and I could feel his hot cum running out of me. It felt thick and warm as it ran down my crack in I knew must be a copious amount. I knew that if this had been a couple years earlier I would almost certainly be pregnant already.

He told me to roll over an put my pretty white ass in the air. His air of confidence and raw dominance was doing things inside me I had never felt. I didn’t hesitate and as I got on all fours he put his hand on the back of my neck and pushed my head and breasts down onto the mattress, leaving my ass up high and lined up with his cock. He grabbed my hips and I felt that wonderful head slipping back in me. The combination of my juices and his cum, and how open I had become made it easy for him slide his entire length back inside my pussy. I heard my self let out a loud groan, again no guilt, just the need for him to take me as he pleased. He said “damn woman that pussy made for a big black dick.” “You wish I could I put my black baby up in that white belly don’t you?” All I could do was moan yes. In that moment I knew it was every bit true. My body was yearning for it, and the thought had another orgasm churning inside me. A little brown baby up in my belly, I would have dealt with all the consequences without hesitation. I wished he was coating an egg in me, creating life. He started long stroking me, not hard, just a steady rhythm. And here it came, boiling from deep inside my groin, another hard orgasm. I was gripping the sheets when it hit, powerful and intense. Involuntarily I found myself pushing back at each stroke. Then I felt something all new for me, his finger at my butthole, lubricating it with his sperm from the first encounter, then sliding it into me back there. Matching his finger strokes in my ass with the thrusts of his cock in my pussy. Just when I thought the orgasm was subsiding it kicked into overdrive and I felt my body shaking uncontrollably as he held onto my hips, lunging up into me now, burying that big head deep in my belly. When I finally came down from my orgasm I collapsed on the bed. He moved over me, straddling my legs and pushing my shoulders into the mattress. “Now you gonna take some black dick girl” he said as he started pounding down into my pussy. It was like he was doing push ups on me. It felt like he was pounding me through the mattress. I could hear the wet, sloppy sounds coming from our mating. The sudden roughness hurt some, but it hurt in a way that I felt myself craving. My body needed that in a way that not even I had realized. This man owned my body, was using me for his satisfaction, breaking me like a stallion. But it felt so right, like where I needed to be, and what was meant to be. No guilt, just unimaginable pleasure. He then rolled me to my side and straddled my lower leg, putting my upper leg on his shoulder, entering me again. I had never had this position and it felt even deeper than before as he fucked deep and hard. Relentless pounding, sweat building between both of us as I was manhandled and fucked out of my mind. Eventually he rolled off me and lay back on the bed. His cock still standing like a flag pole. He said “get up here and ride this black dick with that white pussy.” I straddled him and slid easily down his length. Riding him I realized how easy it was to grind my clit against his groin, bringing me to another incredible orgasm, then falling out on top of him, exhausted. Without a word he rolled me off of him and took his place between my wide spread thighs again. Placing my calves up on his shoulders he leaned over me, giving himself a straight down path into my pussy. Long purposeful strokes, making me feel that large head pushing my cervix, felt like he was breaking it open. Pushing me into the mattress with every shove into me. Letting my thighs fall open on his legs he leans over, deep kissing me again, then sucking my nipples, sucking hard on the underside of my breasts. I feel another deep orgasm building until I’m bucking uncontrollably to meet his thrust, exploding into another mind blowing orgasm. “where you want this black mans seed, want my black baby in that belly? Tell me what you want!” I couldn’t control the words I spoke. “yes, put that baby in me. Give me all the seed please!” Roaring like a lion I felt his thick shaft pulsing in me as he held his cock buried in me, feeling the hard spurts over and over. Grunting hard, telling me “take it! Take this nigga nut in that white cunt! Make that nigga baby!” If only it could be true, if only I could get knocked up! I wanted it, needed it like never before. A solid hour of my pussy being beaten up on this round. Hearing the wet, squishing sounds coming from our mating, knowing I was now ruined for any other average man. I still felt no guilt, no regret.

Finally spent he slowly pulled out of me, feeling his thick cum run down my crack again. Looking down at my well fucked pussy he said “damn look at that broke in white pussy. Now you a real woman, pussy belong to me don’t it?” Through my ragged breathing all I could whisper was “yes”. He picked up his phone and started taking pictures of my pussy, spreading me open with his fingers to show it all. Then grinning at me he said “we don’t ever want to forget that first breaking in do we?” Laying back, now resting we ended up napping, me laying in the crook of his arm. I’m not sure exactly how long the nap was I woke to the feel of his rough hand caressing my breast, playing with a nipple. We started kissing as his hand and fingers found my used pussy, fingering and rubbing my clit. It made my arousal return at a burning rate. Seeing his half hard cock laying across his thigh I was drawn to it. I went down and ran my tongue over the head, taking it into my mouth in a slow, deliberate rhythm. Tasting our mixed juices was so erotic. He said “yeah baby you want another shot of this black dick don’t you?” “Oh God yes I do” I replied. Rolling over on top of me, my thighs fell open for him. Feeling that now stiff cock slipping up into me again, slow stroking me, making love to me in a very sensuous way, I knew I was meant to be nowhere else in the world at that moment except right here in his bed, willingly giving my body and soul to this wonderfully gifted man. After a few minutes of this he dismounted me, getting off the bed. He grabbed my hips and slid me over to the edge of the bed so that he was between my legs while he was standing up. Reaching over to the drawer of his nightstand I saw him retrieve a tube of KY jelly. I knew instantly what it was for. I had never had anal sex, never wanted it before. Never would I consider doing it, even with my husband, and especially not with a man as thick as Jarrod. But for whatever reason I knew I had to give it up to him, knew it was meant to be. I was going to let him take the only virgin thing I had left.

Stepping in close between my legs he told me to hold my legs back, which I did without thought, so voluntarily that I surprised myself. I was so willingly raising my hips to give him full access to everything. Access that had only been granted to my husband before this man came along. Giving access to something I had never even given my husband. I felt a cold glob of KY hit my butthole, and then his finger massaging me there, just rubbing around with a little pressure. I felt his finger pushing up into my ass, a very different feeling that caused me to tense up as he slowly entered. He told me to relax. “Its just a finger” he said. He started slow stroking his finger in me and I relaxed, realizing how much better it felt. After a few minutes I felt more, it was two fingers going in me, stretching my ass even more. I involuntarily tensed up again until his other hand went to my pussy. He was finger fucking my ass while rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy, all at the same time. It didn’t take long for something to release deep inside me and suddenly another orgasm came slamming out of me, almost unexpected. I remember my back arching and my hips bucking up into his fingers. He was playing me like a fine musical instrument. Bringing the full orgasm out of me. It was very intense and seemed to last forever. He was relentless all the way through my orgasm. Not stopping until I finally went limp on the bed. Looking down at me he said “my baby loves to cum to doesn’t she? You obviously been deprived way to long but we making up for all that tonight.” Laying there breathing hard he asked me “you ready to give me everything?” Looking back at him in a daze I could only nod the affirmative. Looking down between my legs I saw his cock was hard as a rock, sticking straight out like a steel rod, that helmet head so swollen it looked like it had to hurt. He took the KY and coated his cock and then my asshole again. I then felt the pressure of his big head pressing into my ass. We were both so lubed up I couldn’t have denied him at this point if I wanted to. Steady pressure, pushing, but it wasn’t going. I was too tensed up. Again his fingers went to my clit and pussy and at the mere touch my whole groin relaxed and it popped in. I squealed out at the sudden pain, so much bigger feeling than his fingers had been. It felt like he had entered maybe two inches, then another slow push and I could feel more enter and moaned out loud, squealing again and hearing myself almost shouting that it hurt so bad. He said “that’s ok, be as loud as you want. Let it go, nobody around to hear.” He held himself in me, not moving. With maybe half his cock inside me. Letting me get accustomed to the size. His hands were massaging my chubby belly, gently pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit again. I knew he was relaxing me more. Then he stroked those inches in and out a couple times before withdrawing completely and adding more lube to both of us. His next entry was smooth, a long stroke. Then out and in, more length sinking into me. Then with a firm push he buried his 7 ” all the way up into my ass, making me moan loud again. He held still for a minute and the pain finally began to ease up and I felt a feeling of immense pleasure that I would never have dreamed possible from having something like that impaled in my rear entrance. His strokes started slow, deliberately deep, pushing his pelvis into my thighs with every stroke. Playing with my clit and fingering my pussy again combined with the full, stretching feeling of his cock stroking up in my ass I felt it building again. I silently thought there was no way I could cum again that soon but there it was, exploding out of me, this time I squirted all over his groin and the bed. The second time in my life I had squirted, both on the same night. When I came down he moved me back up on the bed and rolled me over on my tummy. Getting on top of me and straddling me he applied more KY to his cock and slid up into my asshole again. This time fucking my ass with a purpose. Shoving into me hard and steady, a pounding rhythm built up, constantly pounding me into the mattress. There was no gentleness now, just taking, and I had totally given in to it. He was talking to me very dominantly the whole time, telling me to take that black dick in my white ass. Finally he roared out and stiffened and I felt the pulsing over and over as he released his load up into my bowels until he collapsed on top of me.

Laying beside each other after that he started rubbing my tummy and breasts again, we kissed, deeply, and he finally looked me in the eye and said “now you been properly broke in to a black mans cock, a whole new world for you. Your hubby won’t ever be able to do it for you again even if he did try. I’m glad I’m the nigga that turned you out. The only thing I can’t do that I certainly wish I could is put that black baby up in that pretty white belly.” Laying there totally spent my only thought was that all his words were so true. Still no guilt, just complete satisfaction and relief. With that I drifted off to sleep and when I woke it was daylight outside. He was there beside me, sporting another raging hard on. “I think I got one more in me” he said with little smile of his. I’m thinking this just isn’t possible that any man could be this verile but I wasn’t complaining. I just spread my thighs and said “show me.” Rolling over on top of me his thick cock effortlessly sunk into my very wet and messy pussy. I knew I was stretched more than I ever thought possible, and briefly wondered if I would ever return to normal size again. No time to ponder tha because he gave me one more proper fucking that must have lasted 45 minutes or so. When his time finally came I was no more than a rag doll, totally exhausted. My legs were up on his shoulders and leaning over me, that piston pounding me, he shouted out “where you want this black mans seed this morning!” I pretty much screamed “in my pussy, shoot it up in me please!” With that he roared out again and started pulsing up inside me, his cock felt swelled even more as his sperm was released yet again, way up in my non-functioning womb. Pulling out I felt that cum gush out of me when he pulled out. Laying there with my thighs still splayed open I let him take more pictures of my totally used pussy and ass, feeling no guilt letting him do it.

We showered together after that and got dressed. As I was leaving he put his hand down on my crotch and said “you know you gonna be bringing this treasure back to me don’t you.” Said as a statement, not a question. I looked at him and only said “yes” before turning and leaving. I leaked cum onto a pad in my panties for most of the rest of that day, my whole body was sore for a few days afterward. Even with the soreness I felt new again, temporarily satisfied, but knowing I couldn’t stop, didn’t want to stop. My body craved what he delivered and I would have more.

I apologize for the length of this story but had to get it out. I also apologize for the lengthy amount of time between the first story and this one. A lot has happened in between the writing and yes there’s more to tell. If anyone is interested in my continuation I will work on part 3. The story is far from over, and there is no guilt...