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was stiff as an iron rod just staring at it, entering her like that. It was the perfect contrast to her creamy white thighs and the pink of her cunt.
    She started backing onto it. She rose on all fours and started pressing herself back towards my hand. "Ah!" she cried as the thing stuffed deep inside her. I paused, worried I'd hurt her. "No! Don't stop!" she cried, looking back, her eyes wild with desire.
    I started pumping again immediately.
    "Yes!" she moaned, ramming herself against my hand. Fuck, how I longed to sink into her dark rear hole. Fuck, how I needed to be inside her just then. Unable to resist the urge of my own flesh, I took a hand from her ass and started stroking myself.
    I worried for a moment that this might set her back, back into my shy, demure, Samantha. We'd never even talked about masturbation, like it was the ultimate taboo. But when she glanced back it seemed not to bother her at all.
    Her eyes went wide at the sight of me touching myself. Her mouth dropped open giving me a vision of what she'd looked like right before she swallowed up my cum. It shook me to the core. The whole time I tried concentrating as hard as I could on pumping that black cock into her. It was hard, keeping up two rhythms at once. I should have stayed in music lessons.
    "Fuck Andrew, I'm going to come!" my sweet little thing confessed. She sounded desperate. The shock of another profanity together with the admission of a looming orgasm sent a blast of hot excitement racing through me. My Samantha just didn't talk like that! I decided to push a little more.
    "Come on baby, come for me! Let me see you come!" I urged, watching her perfect curves shape into pleasure. Her mouth opened in a silent moan.
    "Oh right there..." she groaned, pounding her body against the dark dildo. I looked back on it again. The image of it buried inside her would always be etched in my mind.
    With a moan, her sweating, twisted body succumbed to a climax.
    I wanted to press myself inside her. I wanted to pull the dark plug from her cunt and stuff my own organ in there instead. But she was just enjoying it so much. I couldn't resist.
    My sack tightened and I watched the first rope of cum splay across her ass. "Ungh...fuck!" I grunted as my own orgasm took me. Streak after streak of my hot cum erupted onto the bulbous curves of her ass cheeks. I looked down, trying my best to keep the momentum of my thrusts going through my own climax.
    "Oh yes..." she purred and our eyes met. She watched me unleash the rest of myself onto her ass until I could take no more and slumped over her in a heap.
    We stayed like that for a while. Once I'd caught my breath, I looked up to see my own sticky seed trickling down towards her thigh. It made me shudder. The dark cock was still inside her.
    I pulled it out slowly and she moaned as I did. As if her inside missed being so full. I leaned down and fell onto the bed beside her.
    "Samantha Smith," I said, my voice a little hoarse from the exertion. "What's happened to you?"
    She giggled and tried to hide her face in the pillow. Something was definitely different about my Samantha.

Chapter 5

    I'd already tied quite a tidy buzz on by the time we got down to dinner. By the time we were half done the entree, the room had started spinning a bit.
    "Good evening! I'm Bastian Jones, your chef this evening. How is everything?"
    I looked up to see the handsome form of a young, very well built black man hovering over our table. He was looking at my wife.
    "Oh...thank-you!" she said, putting a finger to her lip and swallowing the bite of spicy jerk chicken she'd just taken. "Everything's delicious!" Her cheeks turned a pleasant rosy red.
    I could tell he was having a hard time taking his eyes off her. I didn't blame him.
    Samantha had packed some dresses even I'd never seen before we left, unbeknownst to me. When she'd come out of the bathroom dressed in the little red number she was now wearing, I just stood staring at her, mouth agape.