Wendy's Story...
Part 1: Lured...
It all started as some fun in the AOL chat rooms. I would look around the different chat topics and glance through the different rooms while my husband was at work. I was bored and pretty much just searching for some entertainment. Being married for two years and being a house wife left me with a lot of time to kill.
I found this room called "MWF Submits to Black". I thought what the hell and decided to enter the room and see what the discussions were all about. I was a bit curious and had never really known any black men since I grew up in an all white area.
It wasn't long before I became caught up in the conversations and even responded to a few IM's. Some of the men in there were pretty hostile towards white men. But most of their efforts were spent on seducing the white women that entered the room.
I kept on going to this room for a couple months. I was intrigued that all these married white ladies were pretty much giving themselves away to all of these black men. Little did I realize that I was becoming more and more curious. Some of the talk was so enticing.
Then, I started talking to a young black man in my area. His name is Tyrone. I was surprised to find out that he only lived 15 minutes away from me. We chatted on and he sent me a nude pic of himself. He was a really strong looking and intimidating. I really was enticed by how dark his skin was and how large his penis looked.
I was really aroused by how much bigger his cock was than any other man I have had intimate relations with in the past.
He asked me to send a pic of myself and I did. When he received it, he said I was pretty, but was disappointed because I had my clothes on. I told him that I didn't feel right taking nude pictures of myself and sending them because I was married. He responded saying he understood, but really thought I was sexy and he was so curious because he always found white women very attractive.
I started feeling a little naughty and since he kept asking I figured it wouldn't cause any harm. So, I used my web cam and took a few pictures of myself naked for him. I sent them and he said he really loved them.
After talking with him more, he started asking me to come over. I knew I couldn't possibly do anything of that nature because I am a married woman. That little obstacle didn't seem to bother him. Even when I flat out said no, he said that I had to meet him. I asked why I had to and he said that if I didn't then he would inform my husband and prove to him that I was sending out nude images of myself to black men. I argued with him about this, but when he came back and told me what my husband's AOL screen name was, I knew I had to do something to keep this secret.
He promised me that all he wanted was for me to come over and maybe watch a movie with him. That he really wanted to see me. He gave me his word that he just wanted to hang out and get to know me in person. He kept saying that he was a gentleman and that he wouldn't try anything. Finally I gave in because he was so convincing. He gave me directions to his apartment and I drove over while my husband was at work.
As I approached the door, I was very nervous. I found myself walking back to my car at least two times. I wasn't sure if this was really right for me to be doing, but then I thought about it and we were just going to be watching a movie so there really should be no harm.
I worked up the nerve and approached the door. I rang the buzzer for his apartment and he buzzed me inside. I walked up the stairs and approached his door. I took a deep breath and then knocked. A moment later Tyrone answered the door, he was wearing blue jeans and a black button down shirt. He even looked a lot more muscular in person. He smiled and invited me inside and asked me to have a seat on his couch.
I was really nervous. The back of my throat was getting really dry, but I complied and walked over and took at seat. Tyrone followed pretty close and sat next to me. I could feel his eyes roaming all over my body. It was making me feel pretty uncomfortable, but I dealt with it and tried to re-direct his attention by inquiring as to what movie we were going to watch.
Tyrone gave a little smirk and said that he changed his mind. He put his hand on my knee and quickly jerked away. "What are you doing? I am a married woman. You know that!"
His smile went away quick. "Don't worry about that. He will not find out if you do as you are told." He said.
I suddenly realized that I was in a lose-lose situation. If I left then he would tell my husband everything. If I stayed then I would have to do as he wanted. I didn't like the situation, but I couldn't jeopardize my marriage.
"I don't want my husband to know any of this. I thought we were just going to watch a movie and that was going to be all." I said.
"If you really don't want him to find out then you'll stand up and take off your bra." he said with a sly grin. "It's your choice."
I took a deep breath and then stood up. I really did not want to do this. Tyrone sat patiently waiting. He knew he was in full control and there wasn't much of anything I could do about it. I reluctantly removed my black lace bra and dropped it to the floor. He stared at me, watching my nipples harden from underneath my grey cotton shirt.
"See, was that so bad?" Tyrone said teasingly.
"Please Tyrone. I really feel guilty about this. You know that I don't want to be doing this." I pleaded.
"Well, I can't help but to want a little peek at those big white tits of yours. But, then again, it is your marriage that is at stake. So, you just do what you feel is right." He said with a sly little grin.
"Damn you." I said as I slowly lifted my shirt and ******* my white 38dd breasts to him.
Tyrone sat there loving every minute of it. I felt my face flush with heat from being so embarrassed. I was so self conscious already and now having to do this to keep my marriage in tack.
"I really love that skirt you are wearing. I get so curious about the panties you are wearing. I think you should pull it up and show me." He laughed a little, making me feel even more degraded.
This time I knew there was no sense in trying to debate this with him. I slowly grabbed the side of my skirt and lifted it for him. I took a deep breath as he glared at my multi-colored cotton panties.
"Good girl." Tyrone said as I took in the entire image. I wasn't sure what he enjoyed more, the power over a white woman, or getting a free show of my body.
Tyrone was taking in everything and seemed to love every minute of it. I felt so violated and embarrassed. What would my husband say if he saw me standing here revealing myself in front of Tyrone?
"Remove the rest of your clothes." Tyrone demanded.
I took another deep breath and hesitated for a moment. I then reluctantly reached down and pulled my panties to the floor. He sat there and smiled. He looked at my brown hairy pussy and large pink nipples. I felt so helpless.
"Turn around slowly." He said in a stern voice.
I started turning and allowed him to get a full view of my naked body.
"May I put my clothes back on?" I asked in a soft submissive pleading voice.
Part 1: Lured...
It all started as some fun in the AOL chat rooms. I would look around the different chat topics and glance through the different rooms while my husband was at work. I was bored and pretty much just searching for some entertainment. Being married for two years and being a house wife left me with a lot of time to kill.
I found this room called "MWF Submits to Black". I thought what the hell and decided to enter the room and see what the discussions were all about. I was a bit curious and had never really known any black men since I grew up in an all white area.
It wasn't long before I became caught up in the conversations and even responded to a few IM's. Some of the men in there were pretty hostile towards white men. But most of their efforts were spent on seducing the white women that entered the room.
I kept on going to this room for a couple months. I was intrigued that all these married white ladies were pretty much giving themselves away to all of these black men. Little did I realize that I was becoming more and more curious. Some of the talk was so enticing.
Then, I started talking to a young black man in my area. His name is Tyrone. I was surprised to find out that he only lived 15 minutes away from me. We chatted on and he sent me a nude pic of himself. He was a really strong looking and intimidating. I really was enticed by how dark his skin was and how large his penis looked.
I was really aroused by how much bigger his cock was than any other man I have had intimate relations with in the past.
He asked me to send a pic of myself and I did. When he received it, he said I was pretty, but was disappointed because I had my clothes on. I told him that I didn't feel right taking nude pictures of myself and sending them because I was married. He responded saying he understood, but really thought I was sexy and he was so curious because he always found white women very attractive.
I started feeling a little naughty and since he kept asking I figured it wouldn't cause any harm. So, I used my web cam and took a few pictures of myself naked for him. I sent them and he said he really loved them.
After talking with him more, he started asking me to come over. I knew I couldn't possibly do anything of that nature because I am a married woman. That little obstacle didn't seem to bother him. Even when I flat out said no, he said that I had to meet him. I asked why I had to and he said that if I didn't then he would inform my husband and prove to him that I was sending out nude images of myself to black men. I argued with him about this, but when he came back and told me what my husband's AOL screen name was, I knew I had to do something to keep this secret.
He promised me that all he wanted was for me to come over and maybe watch a movie with him. That he really wanted to see me. He gave me his word that he just wanted to hang out and get to know me in person. He kept saying that he was a gentleman and that he wouldn't try anything. Finally I gave in because he was so convincing. He gave me directions to his apartment and I drove over while my husband was at work.
As I approached the door, I was very nervous. I found myself walking back to my car at least two times. I wasn't sure if this was really right for me to be doing, but then I thought about it and we were just going to be watching a movie so there really should be no harm.
I worked up the nerve and approached the door. I rang the buzzer for his apartment and he buzzed me inside. I walked up the stairs and approached his door. I took a deep breath and then knocked. A moment later Tyrone answered the door, he was wearing blue jeans and a black button down shirt. He even looked a lot more muscular in person. He smiled and invited me inside and asked me to have a seat on his couch.
I was really nervous. The back of my throat was getting really dry, but I complied and walked over and took at seat. Tyrone followed pretty close and sat next to me. I could feel his eyes roaming all over my body. It was making me feel pretty uncomfortable, but I dealt with it and tried to re-direct his attention by inquiring as to what movie we were going to watch.
Tyrone gave a little smirk and said that he changed his mind. He put his hand on my knee and quickly jerked away. "What are you doing? I am a married woman. You know that!"
His smile went away quick. "Don't worry about that. He will not find out if you do as you are told." He said.
I suddenly realized that I was in a lose-lose situation. If I left then he would tell my husband everything. If I stayed then I would have to do as he wanted. I didn't like the situation, but I couldn't jeopardize my marriage.
"I don't want my husband to know any of this. I thought we were just going to watch a movie and that was going to be all." I said.
"If you really don't want him to find out then you'll stand up and take off your bra." he said with a sly grin. "It's your choice."
I took a deep breath and then stood up. I really did not want to do this. Tyrone sat patiently waiting. He knew he was in full control and there wasn't much of anything I could do about it. I reluctantly removed my black lace bra and dropped it to the floor. He stared at me, watching my nipples harden from underneath my grey cotton shirt.
"See, was that so bad?" Tyrone said teasingly.
"Please Tyrone. I really feel guilty about this. You know that I don't want to be doing this." I pleaded.
"Well, I can't help but to want a little peek at those big white tits of yours. But, then again, it is your marriage that is at stake. So, you just do what you feel is right." He said with a sly little grin.
"Damn you." I said as I slowly lifted my shirt and ******* my white 38dd breasts to him.
Tyrone sat there loving every minute of it. I felt my face flush with heat from being so embarrassed. I was so self conscious already and now having to do this to keep my marriage in tack.
"I really love that skirt you are wearing. I get so curious about the panties you are wearing. I think you should pull it up and show me." He laughed a little, making me feel even more degraded.
This time I knew there was no sense in trying to debate this with him. I slowly grabbed the side of my skirt and lifted it for him. I took a deep breath as he glared at my multi-colored cotton panties.
"Good girl." Tyrone said as I took in the entire image. I wasn't sure what he enjoyed more, the power over a white woman, or getting a free show of my body.
Tyrone was taking in everything and seemed to love every minute of it. I felt so violated and embarrassed. What would my husband say if he saw me standing here revealing myself in front of Tyrone?
"Remove the rest of your clothes." Tyrone demanded.
I took another deep breath and hesitated for a moment. I then reluctantly reached down and pulled my panties to the floor. He sat there and smiled. He looked at my brown hairy pussy and large pink nipples. I felt so helpless.
"Turn around slowly." He said in a stern voice.
I started turning and allowed him to get a full view of my naked body.
"May I put my clothes back on?" I asked in a soft submissive pleading voice.
