Sunday, May 18, 2008

Peggy (I didn't write it, but I came 21 times as I read it

PEGGY'S OFFICE PARTY

"Honey, I got promoted at work!" Peggy announced, as I arrived home from work. My blonde-headed wife of 18 years ran across the kitchen and hugged my neck in joyous celebration.

My wife Peggy had worked for an advertising agency for about 6 months. After raising our 2 grown teenage twins, Peggy had decided to enter the workforce, since her time required around the house had declined significantly with our children off at school.

"Mr. Jones said I was doing a great job, and he wants me to start working directly with our clients." She proudly said. Bob Jones was the president of The Jones Agency, which was the largest ad firm in the south. His firm routinely outsmarted and outperformed the national agencies his firm competed against.

"He has even invited us to an office party at his home tomorrow night!! And, he said several clients will be there to socialize and get to know our people." Peggy informed me, bursting with pride.

"Wow, that's great dear!" I said. "I knew you would be great with people. And, I figured it wouldn't be long before your new boss noticed also!"

Heck, who wouldn't be impressed with my wife!! She was a beautiful woman. Peggy had a trim figure with and neat appearance maintained 24 hours a day. She was friendly with everyone and never met a stranger. Her bubbly personality and pleasant, and her giggly laugh was intoxicating.

She was a Sunday school teacher, a volunteer, a great mother, and the perfect wife. She acted with the up most in social grace, always attractively dressed, and beautifully manicured. Her short blond hair was styled just below her ears and fixed to accent the features of her pretty face and blue eyes, which capped a 5' 4" body.

Although, she dressed conservatively, my wife was a sexy and vivacious woman. She was 40 years old but looked like a 30 year old. Her voluptuous body was always well hidden by her conservative wardrobe. Her dresses always concealed her C-cup breasts, flat stomach, and well-rounded bottom.

After work the next day, I hurried home to get ready for my wife's party. As I entered our bedroom, I could hear the sound of Peggy's blow dryer in the bathroom. I quickly changed and waited for my wife in the den.

After a few minutes, my wife entered the room, and my eyes were greeted with the sight of my stunning, classy wife. Peggy was dressed in a knee length. strap-less cocktail dress. My dick leaped in my pants as I looked at my beautiful wife. She looked great! I stood and hugged her, allowing my hand to slip down to graze her plump bottom.

"Watch it Big Boy!" My wife smiled. My straight-laced wife would never let me touch her there. We only had sex every 2 months, and only using the missionary position in the pitch dark of our bedroom. My wife's father was a minister and she was brought up to believe sex was dirty.

We made our way to our car and drove over to Mr. Jones' huge mansion. He was a single in life, and it puzzled me why he had such a large house. I guess it was for entertaining, or a way to spend his millions. Peggy and I were welcomed by her boss, Mr. Jones, as he opened the door to his spacious home. He was a handsome rugged man about 6' 3" tall. Mr. Jones leaned to kiss my wife, and as she began to present her cheek to him, he took her chin in his hand and turned it back to him. He planted a kiss right on her mouth. Peggy's face flushed with modesty. He was such a powerful, confident man, I thought.

"Hello there good looking!" He smiled and greeted our arrival. "You two hit the bar and enjoy yourself! We are lucky to have your beautiful wife working with us!!!"

My wife never drank, but ordered a glass of wine when we reached the bar and killed it. I thought she was in need of something to calm her nerves, considering she was fairly new to the firm, and that important clients were also in attendance. Mr. Jones quickly returned and took Peggy off to meet the crowd of fellow employees and clients.

I noticed one of the clients was a big black man named Nate Turner, a football celebrity that the agency used in commercials. He was 6' 6" tall and he towered over my petite wife. As he greeted my wife, he leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth!! She had presented her lips and mouth, and not her cheek.

As my wife met and mingled, she consumed 4 or 5 more glasses of wine. She was laughing and giggling constantly. Mr. Jones paid a tremendous amount of time to her, and took her around to meet everyone. I stood and watched from the other side of the room as my wife talked vivaciously with everyone there, as she clung to Mr. Jones' arm.

They would whisper and laugh as the hours passed. They even danced to the band located on the patio. Mr. Jones was fondling my wife as they danced. As 11PM came, I interrupted my wife and her boss and said that we needed to go. She seemed hesitant to leave with party at full speed.

Mr. Jones commandingly said, "Jim, I will have someone bring her home. Your beautiful wife has all our clients eating out of the palm of her hand!!!"

My wife agreed to stay, and I turned and left the party and headed for home. Although my wife was drinking and dancing, the thought never crossed my mind that she would act anything other than prim and proper, as always.

As I reached our home, I realized that I had forgotten my keys to the house. My wife had a spare set in her purse, I remembered. She never left anything to chance. She was always organized and prepared. As I returned to the Mr. Jones’ mansion, I saw that all the cars had left, as it had taken me about 1 hour to make the round trip.

I knocked on the front door, but there was no answer. I opened door and wandered around the large house looking around for signs of life. I saw none. Had I passed my wife on the way back, I thought?

As I was about to leave, I heard the sound of the band still playing music on the patio. When I reached the glass doors and looked out I was shocked!! My wife was slow dancing with Mr. Jones, and they were kissing!! I stood out of the line of anyone's sight and watched. Mr. Jones was making out with my straight-laced wife, and she was not resisting him at all. In fact, she was grinding her soft body into him!!

I glanced at the 3 remaining band members playing slow Barry White tunes. They were a black band I had heard many time around town. Mr. Jones was looking over my wife’s shoulder smiling from time to time. As my eyes drifted to the side of the patio, I saw big Nate Turner sitting there watching my wife and Mr. Jones dance. I guess they were big buddies, since he was the only guest that was left from the party.

When I glanced back to my wife and Mr. Jones my dick began to get hard. They were kissing and his hands were moving all over my wife's back. I was frozen in place. Should stop them, I thought? I could not bring myself to move.

As I watched, I saw Mr. Jones' hands travel lower on my wife's back to her well-rounded bottom. He began to caress my wife's butt through her dress. His hands were palming and massaging both her buns through her cocktail dress. Peggy was grinding her hips into Mr. Jones' loins as they slow danced and made out. Unbelievable!!

“Oh Mr. Jones!! I am married woman, and a minister’s daughter.” My wife gasped. “What do you think you are doing??”

Mr. Jones countered, “Peggy you are a beautiful married woman, my dear. But you are a woman first. You are the best looking woman at the agency!! All my clients were taken by your grace.”

“Thank you!!” My wife said in response. “Do you really think so? Do you really think that I am beautiful???”

“Hell yes!! How old are you Peggy, 30??” Mr. Jones asked.

“Lord no.” My wife giggled. “You missed by 10 years!! I am an old lady!!!”

“You have to be lying. You are much too beautiful to be that age.” Mr. Jones said seductively. “You have the body of a 25 year old. Your body is so trim and firm.”

Here was my prim and proper wife in the clutched embrace of another man!! With Peggy's back to Nate Turner, Mr. Jones slowly began lifting the back of my wife's dress. If my sweet innocent wife noticed anything, she sure did not give any indication, whatsoever. I gasped for air as her panties began to come into view, and Mr. Jones lifted the material over my wife's well-rounded bottom.

Peggy was too caught up with the wine, or the compliments of her beauty to notice what was occurring. Her soft round bottom filled out her conservative white panties completely. The material was stretched tight around her flaring hips and buns. Her deep butt crack made a crease under her elegant underwear. My wife’s tan legs contrasted with the pure white material of her underwear, as the panties hid her charms.

My wife has a trim waist and flaring butt. Although she takes her baths and changes her clothes behind closed doors, her voluptuous butt always fills out her clothes. The conservative white panties she always wore were cut high on her hips with the waistband trimmed in lace.

All women have different butts, and my wife’s ass was no exception. Her wide hips gave her buns a round pliable look. The crevice separating her soft buns was long and deep, with two soft dimples hovering above at the small of her back. Her angelic face and hair contrasted with a chassis that was built for sex!!!

Why was she allowing this, I wondered???

“Mr. Jones? What are you doing back there??” My wife rasped. “I do not think you should be doing that. You have pulled my dress over my bottom!!! ”

“Now. Now. Peggy we are the only ones left here. Relax and enjoy!” Mr. Jones said in a confident, soothing voice. “Your bottom is so soft and plump. Your figure is so beautiful!!”

“Well your hands sure do feel nice.” My prim and proper wife sighed and seemed to relax. “You have big hands. They are so strong.”

Mr. Jones trapped the bottom of her dress under his forearms and slid his hands down to my wife's panty butt. He gently palmed and massaged her buns through her exposed panties for all to see. I saw that Mr. Jones had broken their kiss and was looking over my wife's shoulder as they hugged and danced. He was smiling and winking!!!

“Mr. Jones you are touching my bottom!!” My wife said giggling. “You should not do that!! Please!! I do not even let my husband touch my butt!!”

“You are right!! I am touching your bottom.” Mr. Jones said confidently. “You are so soft down there!! Your buns are so round and plump!! You sure have some nice soft cushions!!!”

“Your hands are so busy back there!!” My wife gasped. “They feel so good on my panties. But, I should not be letting you do this.”

“Relax, Peggy. Just enjoy yourself. You need to let your hair down a little.” Mr. Jones said in a soothing voice as he continued to peer over my wife’s shoulder. “Just relax and enjoy the music.”

“Well ok, but that is all I am going to let you get away with.” My straight-laced wife scolded. “I do not want you to think bad of me!!! I haven’t work for you for very long.”

As I looked to see where he was staring, I was shocked. There sat Nate Turner looking at my wife's white panties and butt. My straight-laced wife was having panties and butt displayed to a black man!! As my eyes darted back and forth, I noticed something else. Nate Turner was holding a video camera!!! He was filming my wife being groped by her boss!!!

“Mr. Jones, I told you that I am married. What do you think you are doing??” My wife asked, giggling like a schoolgirl, as he began to squeeze her backside. “It feels like you are squeezing my butt. It feels like you are testing melons in the produce department.”

As my eyes returned to my wife, I could see her buns undulating under her panties, as Mr. Jones grabbed handfuls of her ass!!! The material of underwear would stretch tight across her jutting backside pressing her crack open and closed inside. I could see her shadowy crack through the nylon material as it was pulled open by Mr. Jones’ hands.

“You are too beautiful to resist young lady!!” Mr. Jones announced. “A body like yours demands to be touched and petted. I just have to touch your plump buns!! They are so firm and soft!!!”

“Why, thank you.” My prim and proper wife giggled, as she began to give in to the sensations of his touch. “But you are making me act bad! My husband would kill me, if he saw what you are doing back there!!”

Suddenly, Nate Turner stood up. He had a huge bulge in his pants as he slowly walked over, and broke in on their dance--passing the video camera to Mr. Jones.

“May I have the pleasure of a dance, Peggy?” Nate Turner asked. “I cannot help but ask a beautiful lady like you to dance with me!!”

“Wow!! I have two men to dance with!!” My wife said, as the wine she had consumed had taken control of her inhibitions. “I have two handsome men flirting with me. Wow, aren’t I a lucky lady???”

As they began to dance, I saw my wife's hips hump toward the huge bulge in the front of his pants. My wife’s expression showed surprise, as her pelvis touch this black man’s bulge jutting against her. Her face then creased with an excited smile, when her hips touched this man’s cock bulge for the second time.

“You sure are comfortable.” The huge black man said, as his huge bulge nudged into my wife’s stomach. “You have a great body.”

“Oh. Nate you are such a big man!” My whispered, as she pressed her body to him. “Your shoulders are so strong.”

Nate took his huge black hands ran them down to my wife's butt, lifting her cocktail dress over her bottom once again. Only this time Nate bunched the bottom of the dress and tucked the hem into the belt around my wife's waist holding it in place. Her white, panties covering her butt was exposed completely. His huge black hands began to squeeze and massaged my wife's buns through her panties.

“Peggy you have such a nice plump bottom!” Nate whispered. “Your skin is so warm, and your panties are like silk.”

“Oh you are making me warm with you hands. I should not be allowing this, you know.” My wife giggled. “That bottom you are touching is married, and this is not right.”

She was hunching her hips into the huge lump in the front of his pants. I was going crazy!! Mr. Jones was filming the scene, and Nate was squeezing my wife's butt!! Apparently my wife had found Nate’s bulge to her liking, and she was pressing her torso tightly into him to rub more of it against her.

Then, he turned their bodies and displayed her backside to the band!! He turned her around and around slowly, as he slowly danced with my wife. As I watched in disbelief, I noticed, that as his huge black hands palmed my wife's buns, her panties were ever so slightly moving up to her butt crack. As he firmly squeezed my wife's backside, her white buns began to creep out of the legs of her panties. Her butter soft buns were bouncing and working there way out into the fresh night air and on display to everyone.

My wife’s white buns were pale and highlighted by her tan lines, above her shaved tan legs. Her round buttock jiggled and swayed as this black man’s dark hands squeezed her flesh. Her bouncing buns were dancing out of her conservative white panty legs. The roll and undulation of her fleshy buns, as the black hands fondled her butt, was so decadent!!!!

“Oh my God, Nate! You are making me tingle all over.” My wife gasped. “Your big strong hands feel so good back there.”

My modest wife was allowing a black man to touch her butt!! She never let me near her rear end, I thought. As she kissed and allowed her butt to be pawed, her arms clung tightly around this big black man’s neck. She moaned as she thrust her pelvis back and forth across the huge bulge of his dick.

Her white buns were covered with goose bumps as Nate's black hands and fingers played with her. This was agonizingly slow and erotic. When the panties were almost all the way in her butt crack, I could begin to make out the hint of her luxuriant, brown sex hair creeping from the rear juncture of her crotch and butt crack at the top of her thighs. The sight was un-describable!! Her creamy pale buns were surrounding her white modest panties giving way to the hint of my wife's dark, forbidden sex hair!!!

The crack of my wife’s deep butt was gobbling up her white nylon panties into her earthy dank crevice. Her brown luxuriant sex hair was popping out from each side of her panties, as the material was sucked in her crack. Her buns were popping open with each squeeze of her buttocks by Nate’s black hands.

Here was my prim and proper wife allowing a black man to touch her soft white bottom!! She was kissing him and moaning, deliberately hunching her hips against him. And, Mr. Jones, her boss, was recording all of this lewd display on tape! What was she doing? Peggy taught Sunday school, for goodness sakes!!

“My, My, Peggy, you have such a hot butt.” Nate whispered lewdly. “I bet your backside would burn a hole in the back of your dress. Man, you have nice plump buns!!! ”

“Oh! You are making me behave so bad!” My wife moaned. “But, your are making me feel good, also. Please stop, I do not think this a good idea!!”

“If it feels good, Peggy, then there is nothing wrong with a man’s touch.” Nate countered smoothly. “Your panties can’t hold all of your lush tushy!! Your soft buns are tumbling out of those white panties.”

Nate took his huge hands and ran them down inside the top of my wife's panties and began working his hands down and over her skin inside her underwear. Was her fingering my wife, I wondered?

I gradually found the answer, as he slowly worked my wife's conservative panties over and down her soft white butt cheeks.

“Oh my goodness!! What are you doing to me?” My innocent wife gasped. “You are pulling down my panties!! My God!!!!”

“Relax, Peggy, we are just having a good time.” Nate reassured and challenged my wife. “Quit being such a party pooper!! You don’t want me to think that you are no fun. Your sexy butt needs some air!!”

“Well, ok, I guess a little feel won’t hurt.” My wife said in a defensively surrendering tone. “I cannot believe I am letting you do this!!! And, I can be fun. I do not want you to think I am a party pooper!!”



Her backside was pointing toward the band, and Mr. Jones had moved to stand alongside the black band members. There would be no reason to turn my wife around any longer. They had inserted a compact disk into the stereo and were no longer playing music. They wanted to have their attention completely un-divided from the lewd spectacle before them. These men all had a front row seat to watch a huge black man play with my wife's butt.

Peggy's white panties slowly descended over her buns, and the deep crack of her butt began to creep above her panty's waistband, as the hands worked them down. Her entire well-rounded butt came into view as Nate squeezed and massaged her white bun flesh.

“I am a married woman!!” My wife whispered in excitement. “I shouldn’t be letting touch my naked flesh. God, I can’t believe this is happening!! My husband would kill me if he saw this!!!”

All of the men were smiling from ear to ear as the unveiling was completed. There she blew!!! Peggy’s soft white butt was on display, jutting out above her rolled-down panties. Two twin globes of white flesh divided by a deep long butt crack. Her shadowy, dark crevice ran vertically between two white, pale buns. My wife’s butt was glowing white from the lack of sun, and her soft skin contrasted erotically with the black hands. Her sexual charms were so pure looking!!!!

Nate's huge black hands began to palm and pull on my wife white buns. He would slowly pull his hands up and down palming her cheeks. The motion of his hands would gently tug and spread my wife's buns open and closed. The men stared as my prim and proper wife's buns would spring open to reveal her dank butt crack and the forbidden, starfish of her anus. Just below her flaring buttocks, her rolled down panties were displaying the crotch of her underwear. The cotton lining of her panty crotch was wet and glistening in the patio light!!! My straight-laced wife’s pussy was oozing with wetness. The crotch was stained from her pussy being sexually charged and flooding!!! This sexy black man had made my wife’s pussy wet.

“My gosh, Nate, you are squeezing my naked buns!!” My wife mewed. “God your hands are big!! Big men turn me on!!! You are spreading me open back there!!!!”

“Now, doesn’t my touch feel nice??” Nate asked lewdly, as he began to spread Peggy’s buns wider. “Don’t my big hands feel good on your soft white butt?? Your buns are so warm and firm!!!”

As I stared in amazement, I saw my wife's butt hole for the first time in my life!! It was breathtaking!!! Her tender anus was hidden beneath a delicately dense forest of sexy brown hair, which sprouted from her wet crotch and traveled up between her round, white buns. Her pristine pale buttocks were spreading open to display her secretly moist crack protected by her natural sex hair. My wife’s pure white buns were in direct contrast to her shadowy dark crevice hiding her most secret openings.

As Nate spread my wife’s soft white buns, her earthy butt crack would spring open and reveal her delicate anus. The pink brown anus seemed to hide and wink from its nest inside her rich brown butt hairs. As this huge black man continually spread her buns, I noticed her anus begin to dilate from the center of her pucker. Her butt hole was opening up to his assault!!!

Nate’s huge black hands continued to contrast with my wife’s white buttocks. This black man was seducing my wife right before my eyes and the other men!!! My wife was humping her hips forward to rub against Nate’s huge bulge in his pants. Peggy’s ass was covered with goose bumps from the electricity of this black man’s touch.

Nate's long black middle finger slowly worked its way to the center of my wife’s crack, and we all saw him gently moved his finger over the tender ring of her anus. Peggy was moaning and panting, as he teased her clenching anus with the tip of his finger. He began tapping his huge index finger on the mouth of my wife’s anus.

“Nate!! Please!! What are you doing?? Please don’t touch me there. I am dirty back there.” My wife whispered, as her face reddened. “No one has ever touched me back there. That is so nasty!!”

“No one??” This huge black man asked lewdly. “No one has ever touched your butt hole, Peggy?? You don’t know what you’ve been missing. How does it feel? Do you like me touching your nasty little butt hole???”

Nate ran his huge finger around the muscled ring of my wife’s forbidden hole. His black finger was tracing the diameter of my wife’s pink tender anal tissue. My wife was red with lust!!! His black finger seemed to stir around in a circular motion traveling through the hair surrounding her delicate hole.

“Oh, God, it feels nice!” My wife rasped. “It feels like you are tickling me!! Oh my god, that feels good!! I can feel your big finger touching me back there!!!”

Nate slowly ran his finger from my wife’s butt hole and brought it up and down her crack. Her butt crack was moist with sweat and from the secretions of her sex. I could not believe her reaction. She was moaning as this black man stroked his huge black finger between her soft white buns. Her dank, wet crack glistened in the evening light from her wetness.

“Peggy, your crack is wet!!!” Nate taunted. “You just cannot help yourself!! You are getting turned on. My. My. You like having me play with your ass!!!”

My wife’s face turned red with embarrassment, as she was assaulted before my eyes!! His dominating tone seemed to make her submissive to his desires. Her hips seemed to thrust stronger and stronger, as Nate’s lewd comments struck her ears. His dirty talk was turning her on even more!!!

Nate slowly withdrew his wet fingers and brought them up to his nose to smell my wife’s scent. His eyes showed surprise of his face, as my wife’s sexual scent touched his nostrils.

“You are one strong smelling white lady!! Damn!!” Nate whispered lewdly, as he inhaled my wife’s sex odor. “Your sex smells like it wants some attention!! You smell so damn strong for a conservative little white wife. You are dirty back there!!! My, my, you are a stinky little girl!!!”

Then he moved his finger, and placed it under my wife's petite white nose!!!! I saw her nostrils flare wildly as she inhaled her own earthy scent. My wife was inhaling her own sexy butt odor!!! The smell seemed to turn her on even more!

“Oh my God! I smell so dirty!! You are making me so hot and wet!” My wife whispered lustily. “My God!! I am sorry I smell so nasty!! I cannot help it. It’s your fault!!! You are making me so wet!!!”

“Taste it. Taste my finger!!” Nate softly ordered. “Taste your hot ass!!! Lick my finger. Suck my dirty black finger into your dainty white mouth!!!”

He moved his finger to her lips, and ran it across the surface of her mouth. My wife immediately began suck on his black finger, wetting the skin with her saliva, as if she were in a trance. The taste of her own ass seemed to turn her on even more!!! Her pink tongue traveled over Nate’s big black finger wetting it.

“That’s a girl!!” Nate hissed. “Get it nice and wet!! Taste your naughty ass!!”

Once she had serviced and wet his finger, he returned his hand and finger to the crack of her butt and glided the finger across and around her butt hole. I could see her anus clenching as this black man began to press his large finger into my wife’s butt. Her pink muscled ring began to open and relax as Nate’s huge black finger applied pressure to her anus.

As his huge black finger wormed and entered my wife's anus, my wife’s arms limply dropped to her sides in complete surrender. Her head fell back in pure exstacy. My sweet wife was grunting and panting as a black man slowly fingered her butt hole.

“That’s it, Peggy.” Nate hissed. “Take my finger in your tight little white butt!! Open your butt to me!! Let me have it!!!”

“Your finger is so big!! Please be gentle.” My straight-laced wife groaned. “Oh that is so good!! I never knew it would feel so good!!! Stick it in there!!”



He would repeatedly pull his finger from her butt, make her wet it with her mouth, and then re-insert it in her anus. Peggy was bucking her hips and pushing her butt back to receive his strong black finger. She would press her ass back to meet Nate’s finger, and then press forward to rub her pussy mound on his bulge. The ring of her anus was clenching and opening as his finger was removed and re-inserted. My innocent wife was being manipulated with expert precision by this large imposing black man.

“Yeah baby!! I am fingering your pretty white butt hole.” Nate taunted. “You little white wives are all the same. You are all prim and proper on the outside, but all of you can get nasty when you have your ass played with!!”

“Oh my God. This is so dirty!!” My wife moaned. “Please stop. I cannot believe that you are making me do this!! God, your finger feels hot!!! Pump me with it!!!!”

Why was she not resisting him?? Did she enjoy having a stranger touch her?? How could she allow this black man to touch her most secret spot??? My faithful wife was pumping her lush white butt back to meet this black man’s finger invading her pink anus.

Nate guided my wife’s limp arms back and placed her manicured hands on each of her plump buns. My wife offered no resistance to this black man’s manipulation.

“Peggy, spread that pretty white butt for my black finger.” Nate commanded softly. “Open your butt to me!!! Take my finger deep, baby!!!”

My wife’s elegant manicured hands slowly pulled her round white buns open to facilitate Nate’s digital assault. Peggy’s hair-fringed butt crack spread open to give this black man complete access to her backside. My wife moaned in pleasure, as Nate drove his finger deep in her ass. I could see my wife’s wedding ring on her left hand as she held her soft buns open.

My wife of 18 years was lewdly spreading her ass to give her butt to a stranger. The hot sensations racking her body made my wife pump her flaring hips back in total submission. Peggy’s elegant face was tilted back with her mouth agape, as the sensations in her butt hole racked her body.

“Oh my God!!!!! You are fucking my butt!!!” My wife moaned out of control. “Oh fuck!!! You are making me come!!! I am coming all over your big black finger. Oh my god!!!!!!!”

My wife was holding her pure white buns apart to help this black man finger her virgin anus!!! The strangers watching had a front row seat to my wife submitting herself to a black man. They could see her hair-fringed anus open and receiving Nate’s huge finger. My wife’s pink muscled anal ring was stretched like a rubber band around Nate’s pumping black finger.



“From now on, when you drive around town in your big SUV talking on your cell phone, the soft white butt, that you are sitting on, will have been fucked by a black man’s finger!!!!!” Nate whispered lewdly, as my wife came on his big finger. “And you spread your own butt open to take it!!!”

After fingering my moaning bride for several long minutes, he removed his hands and placed them on my wife’s wrists. He directed her small white hands to the front of his pants and began to rub her hands across the front of the huge bulge tenting his trousers.

“Peggy rub my big dick, baby!” Nate taunted my wife. “Touch my pants and feel me.”

Then he slowly brought his hands back around my panting wife and placed them back on her jutting white buns. He slapped her ass with his open hand making her buns dance and jiggle.

Peggy’s soft, dainty hands began to massage the massive lump on their own!! He whispered in her ear, and I then observed her small hands move to the buckle of his belt. He must have told her to open his pants, my mind cried!!!!

As his pants were opened and his zipper lowered, a huge black dick began to appear. It was the biggest dick I had ever seen!! It was easily 10 inches long and as thick as my arm!! As his pants cleared his muscular hips, this massive black sex tool jutted up against and above his navel trapped between his body and my squirming wife.

He removed his shirt and displayed his broad chest to their audience. My wife’s small white hands had grabbed his jutting black dick, and she was feeling its length and girth. Her dainty hands would barely reach halfway around his massive meat!!

“Oh my God!” my wife moaned. “You are huge!” Her eyes closed in lust. “I can’t even get my hands around you!!! You are so thick!!!”

“Peggy would you like to see what you are holding?” Nate asked. “Would you like to see my big dick???”

“God yes!” my innocent wife cried. “Let me see it!!!!! I just cannot imagine what this big thing looks like!!! ”

Nate moved back and allowed my wife to look down between their closed bodies to see what she held in her small hands. I could see my wife’s eyes were open and descending downward across Nate’s muscular chest and stomach. As her eyes crossed down to his navel my wife’s eyes shot wide open. She saw, in her small hands, the huge dick attached to this man.

“Oh MY GOD!!!” my wife cried in astonishment. “You have the thing I have ever seen. I have never seen anything like this! Goodness!!! My hands won’t even reach all the way around it! My God, you are huge!!”

My wife was just staring at it in adoration, not able to take her eyes off of the massive black dick.

“Look at what you have there!!!” Nate whispered. “Have your pretty blue eyes ever seen big black dick??? I bet you don’t get to see dicks like this in your neighborhood!!!”

“Never!” my wife answered. “Yours is the first!! God, what a big dick!!! Your dick is as thick as my arm!!!”

“Do you like what you see Peggy? Nate questioned. “Do you like my big black cock???”

My sweet little wife moaned. “Your dick is awesome!!” My wife moaned. “It is so damn big and black!! Yes, I like your big dick!!!!”

“Does your husband have a dick this big?” He asked lewdly.

“Oh God, no!!” my wife gasped. “Your thing is twice the size of my husband’s dick. It’s not even close!! God, your dick turns me on!!! I have never had sex with anyone, since I have been married, besides my husband, so I have never seen one like this big thing!!!”

My face turned red. She was right. If I had a Cessna, Nate was flying a 747!!! She was stroking her hands slowly up and down the huge black dick and both of her hands put together would not cover its length!!



“Nate, you are hung like a horse!!” My wife said as her eyes stared lewdly at his black dick and fondled the shaft in her small hands. “It is so big and black and hot!! You hard as a rock!!! Big hard dicks turn me on so much. They make my pussy wet!!!”

“So, my big black dick is turning you on????” Nate lewdly asked. “Peggy, your pussy is getting sopping wet just from touching a black cock!! You want some black cock, don’t you??”

Nate’s hands moved to my wife’s cocktail dress and loosened her belt. He then eased her stylish dress down her soft shoulders and over her flared hips as it tumbled to the ground at her feet. There was my wife left only in her white strapless bra and panties, which were still rolled down over her jutting white bottom!!

Nate eased the bra down to just below her breasts and her firm white breasts popped free. My wife’s C-cup breasts were capped with large brown nipples and topped with extremely erect tits. My wife’s nipples stick out a good half of an inch, when they are aroused. Nate began to play with my wife’s breasts as she continued to pump her hands up and down his huge dick. She was moaning loudly and losing control. She was totally at his mercy, and he knew it!!!

“Damn you got some sexy big nipples!!” Nate taunted my wife. “Your nipples are so erect, that they look like two baby dicks!!!! They are as hard as rocks!!! Damn, you are turned on!!!!”

“My nipples are hard because I am holding the biggest, blackest dick, that I have ever seen!!” My wife moaned lewdly. “Damn what a piece of meat!!! Pinch my nipples. Oh yeah, that’s it!!!! My nipples have never been this hard!!!!!”



I was astonished. Here was my prim and proper wife holding a huge black dick in her hands while this black man played and pinched her big pink, brown nipples!!! She went over the edge.

“Nate, please touch my pussy!!” Peggy groaned, as her pelvis ground forward in to her hands holding this huge black dick. “I want you to touch my pussy!!” my wife pleaded.

“But, Peggy you are a married lady.” Nate taunted her. “Do you really want a black man to touch your white pussy? You are acting like such a naughty girl!”

“Oh Nate, I can’t help it!!” she groaned. “My pussy is so wet it is dripping!! Please touch my white pussy. Please!!!” My wife begged.

Nate’s hands dropped down and eased my sweet wife’s panties over her prominent pussy mound and down to mid thigh. My wife has a thick bush protecting her loins, and the hairs tumbled out on display as Nate looked down. Her brown pubic hairs were glistening with her wetness!!! She was soaked, and as she humped forward, her wet mound would lather her small hands that were holding his black dick.



As Nate continued to look down, he began to taunt and tease my lusting wife. My almost naked wife was totally displaying her sex to him.

“Damn Peggy, you have a hairy pussy!” he teased. “It’s soaked. When I met you tonight, I would never have guessed you had such a wild looking pussy! You look so well manicured. I would never have guessed your pussy had such a bush on it!!!!”

“Oh my God!!!” My wife moaned and pleaded. “Please don’t tease me!! Please touch me. I want you to touch me down there!!!!”

“Yeah, your white, manicured hands are holding a big black dick, baby!” He told her. “And you are showing a black man your pretty white pussy. Your big bush is wet from playing with a big black dick!!!”

“Oh my God!! I have never been this turned on!!” My wife groaned. “I do not know what’s come over me. I cannot help it. My pussy is soaked!!!!”

“I like your wedding ring, baby, but you’re getting dick juice on it!! You are married, and you are showing your hairy pussy to a black man!!” He said in a dirty tone. “Peggy, you are acting like a nasty slut, and not like sweet little white wife. Look at you!!!!”

“God, your big hard dick turns me on!!!!” My wife moaned. “I just cannot help myself!!!! Please touch me!!!”



My wife was moaning uncontrollably. Her sexy brown haired bush was jutting out from her smooth flat stomach and pelvis. Her smooth white stomach and pelvis gave way to her earthy, bushy pubic mound lurking from the center of her body. Her sexy bush looked raw and wanton, as it glistened with wetness.

“If I took you on a date would you show that hairy pussy to my friends??” He asked lewdly, as he realized my wife was totally conquered. “If I ordered you, would you pull your panties down and show off your big wet bush???”



“YES!! YES!!” my wife moaned. “Please finger my pussy!!!!! Please!!! I will do anything you want as long as you touch my pussy. I will show my hairy pussy to your friends!!! Please!!! I am so turned on!!!!”

With that answer, Nate whipped my wife around to face her audience!!! She was stunned. I was stunned. Her audience was stunned.

Standing behind my petite white wife, Nate’s huge black dick rested and rubbed against her round plump buns and on the small of her back. He thrust his hips forward to rub his black meat across my wife’s tender butt as her panties fell to the ground.

My wife’s innocent face was flushed with humiliation. Her eyes were filled with a wild excitement that I had never seen.

To my amazement, my prim and proper wife made no attempts to cover herself. She just stared forward in lust, as she faced her surprise audience.

Nate brought her arms above her head and placed her hands behind his muscular neck. Peggy was on complete and total display to these men. Nate ran his huge black hands over the front of my wife’s body. He was cupping and pinching my wife’s large brown nipples with his hands.

“Look at the big pink nipples on this little wife, Boys!!! Nate said over my wife’s shoulder directly to her audience. “Look at this body would you!!! This is some pure white meat!!!”

Nate’s huge fingers were stroking and teasing my wife’s hard nipples, as these men watched. Peggy thrust her chest out to rub her tremendously erect nipples against the fingertips of Nate’s hands. She moved her shoulders back and forth making her white breasts dance under Nate’s hot hands.




“My friends are looking at your hairy pussy, Peggy.” He taunted in her ear. “They see your sex!! They see that your pussy is soaked!! I can smell your naughty pussy, baby, and I know they can too!!”

Nate ran his big hands down to my wife’s jutting bush, and ran his fingertips through the dense brown pubic hair. He would gently tug and rub my wife’s heavy pussy hair, as these men stared. Peggy thrust her pelvis forward to make this black man rub harder. She wanted it so badly!!!!!

“Mr. Jones, Peggy sure has a big wet bush on her!!” Nate said to my wife’s boss. “Look at the sex beard on this little lady!!! Her pink little pussy is as hot as a firecracker and sopping wet!!!! I think she likes my big black dick!!!”

My wife’s face was red with shame and lust!! She began to moan loudly and come, as he manipulated her with his huge black hands. My wife was coming, without Nate even penetrating her sex!!! God, she was turned on!!!




I was coming, too!!

Nate took my wife’s hands from behind his neck, and brought them down to her dense brown bush. Her manicured hands traveled down her firm white stomach into the wet pubic hair protecting her sex. “Peggy, I want you to show your boss and these strangers how you play with your pussy!!” Nate commanded my wife in a lewd tone. “I want you to play with your pussy in front of them.”

“Oh, I have never done that!! That is so dirty!!” My wife moaned. “Please do not make me do that!! Please, not in front of these men!!! I am married!!!”

“Peggy, run those pretty fingers down to your big bush and finger pussy.” Nate commanded in a strong masculine voice. “I want to watch a pretty little white wife play with her own cunt. I know these men do too!!!”

Unbelievably, my wife moved her hands down to her sex and began to finger herself and stroke her clit. I could see her wedding ring glisten from her wetness as she began to masturbate in front of these men. Her hips started to move back and forth as she manipulated her pussy. Her pussy hair was matted with her own sexual secretions.

Her manicured fingernails disappeared into her heavy pubic hair, as she inserted her finger into her sex. Her hand began thrust deeply in and out of her crotch. For not ever having masturbated, my wife seemed to know how to manipulate herself with an expert touch.

As she picked up speed with her hands, my wife would spread her hair-fringed lips of her pussy to display to these strange men her pink clit, which was swollen and hard. Her facial expression took on a lewd smile as she performed and made eye contact with her audience. My wife was openly displaying her cunt to these men!!! She was tapping her finger on the hood of her pink clit, as she stared at these strangers

Peggy’s modesty was all gone, as she pulled her sex open to their gaze. She thrust her hips forward to meet her fingers and jutted her sex toward these men. My wife of 18 years was putting on a live sex show for these men!!!! She brought one hand up to her big nipples to pinch and pull on them, as she stroked herself.

“I cannot believe that you are making me do this.” My wife moaned in an excited voice, as she began to get into her a consistent stroke with her hands. “I cannot believe that you are making my play with my own pussy!!!! You are going to make me come!!!! Oh God, these men can see my wet pussy!!!!”




“That’s a good girl Peggy!!” Nate smiled lewdly, as he presented my wife. “Hey, guys, this married lady is playing with her own hairy cunt!!!!! She is going to come all over herself!!!! Look at her finger that big bush!!!”

My once straight-laced wife was bucking her voluptuous hips as she fingered her own pussy. Her facial expression was an expression of hot sexual pleasure. Her eyes closed tight as she began to come over and over in front of her audience. Her hand moved in a fast motion, as she fiddled her clit. Her thighs and hips flexed tight as she came racking her body with pleasure.

“Oh, fuck!!!! I am coming!!!!” My wife moaned, as she opened her eyes, and made eye contact with these men. “Oh my God, that feels good!!! I am coming all over myself!!!!!!”




Everyone, including myself, was stunned at the raw display before our eyes!!!!! My straight-laced wife had just serviced her own sex while these men watched!!!

Nate bent his knees slightly and thrust his big black dick between my wife’s legs from behind. The huge black head of his cock appeared into view in front and below the bush of my wife’s hairy pussy. What a sight!!! The lemon-sized head of Nate’s black dick head popped out in to view, and was surrounded by soft white thighs and pubic hair!!!

“I want you to ride your pussy on my big black dick, Peggy.” He firmly commanded. “I want you to rub your married pussy on my big black dick!!”




My straight-laced wife began to thrust her hips back and forth, as though she was riding a fence post!! She was bearing down and thrusting her pelvis to create friction on this huge dick.

Her pussy began to lather his massive black shaft, as his dick traveled underneath and through her hairy pussy lips. The black head of his dick would appear and disappear from view at the front of her heavy bush, as my wife lewdly thrust her hips. She began coming over and over again and her pussy juice coated his shaft with white cream.

“Look at your little married pussy creaming all over my black dick!!!!!!” Nate taunted my straight-laced wife. “Rub that straight-laced pussy on my big black dick!! Look at her guys!!! Can you believe this???”

I was coming for a second time, as I watched the depravity.

“Oh Nate! You making me ride your big black dick!!” My wife confessed in total submission. “It is so good. God, your big black dick feels good between my legs!!! It feels like I am climbing a tree!!!”




After a few minutes, Nate lifted one of her legs up to display her entire sex to the men. Her wet pussy hair was matted with her juice, and her cunt was spread displaying her enlarged clit. He took his black dick in his hand and began to slap the huge black head against my wife’s exposed sex. I could hear the loud wet slaps as his dick struck her pussy. He was spanking my wife’s pussy!!!

“Do you want my big black dick in your little pussy, Peggy? Nate asked lewdly. “Do you want to fuck your first black dick???”

“OH YES! OH YES! Please let me have it!!” My wife moaned. “I want you to fuck me!!! Please fuck me with your big dick!!!”

He then began to insert the huge black head into my wife’s sex. He was going to fuck my wife standing up!! His huge black cock spread my wife’s hairy bush obscenely, as it opened her sex. The black, rock hard shaft forced its way into the soft pink tissue of my wife’s cunt. Peggy’s pink hard clit was rubbing along the shaft as this black man drove his hips upward. Above her wanton sex opening, her pristine flat navel seemed to enlarge as the huge cock gutted her cunt.




The leering men had a front row seat to my sweet wife’s total debasement.

As Nate fed his dick into my wife, her pussy lips were stretched to the maximum. He was opening her cunt and touching places that had never been touched. Peggy’s pussy cream coated his black shaft and ran down to his huge black ball, as she came continuously.

“OH, FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG BLACK DICK!!!!!” my wife screamed. “God you are big. I can feel my pussy stretch!! God, this is so nasty!!! All these men are watching you fuck me!! They are watching me get fucked by a black dick!!! Feed it to me!!!”

My prim and proper wife was getting stretched and loving it!! Her large brown nipples stood on end covered in sweat, as this large black man fucked her. Their two bodies were locked and moving as one. It sounded as though my wife’s breath was getting knocked out of her, as the huge black dick drove into her cunt.

Peggy, my sweet innocent wife, was in complete surrender. She was opening her delicate womanhood and allowing it to be ravaged by Nate’s huge black dick. The scene was beyond description. A wife, a mother, a Sunday school teacher giving her white body to a black man!!!

“Oh God! Stretch me with your big black dick!!” My wife cried. “Feed me that big dick!! Give it to me!!! God, you are deep!!!! It is so damn good!!!”




Damn, she was out of control!! I never would have imagined my conservative wife begging to be fucked. Her sex was soaking his huge black dick. Her pussy juice ran down Nate’s huge black balls and began to drip on the patio floor. His trim powerful hips were smacking my wife soft white ass as he drove his cock deep in her pussy.

Over the next 15 minutes, this huge black man gutted my innocent wife’s hairy pussy with his thick black cock. All of this display was in front of a leering audience of bystanders. My modest wife did not care what they saw. She was lost in total pleasure. She was coming over and over.

“Look at this little wife fuck!!!” Nate said to his friends. “Look at her little hairy pussy take my big black cock!!! Peggy, my friends are watching me take your married pussy. You are giving a black man your white pussy!!!”

After these several minutes of total domination, Nate’s ass began to flex as he shot a huge load of come into my wife’s unprotected cunt. Sperm was leaking down his black shaft mixed with my wife’s own juices.




As he withdrew his dick, a flood of come washed down my wife’s shaved thighs and legs from her hairy pussy.




I was fainting as I watched the entire scene!!!

When my wife’s foot returned to the ground, Nate ordered my innocent white wife to walk over to the seated men, and show them what he had done to her!!

She stumbled over about five steps to the men, and stood on display with her legs standing apart staring straight ahead in a daze. A lewd smile crossed the lips of her mouth, as she presented her body for these men.

Her sex organs were on complete display to these strange men. My wife’s hairy bush jutted out from her pelvis matted with Nate’s come and her secretions. Peggy’s pure white navel hovered pristinely above a messy and ravaged cunt.

These strange men leered at her pure white body. They peered, knelt, and rotated positions as they inspected my ravaged wife. They were pointing and whispering to each other as they ran their eyes and hands around her skin. My wife had no modesty and made no attempt to cover herself.

Her large brown nipples were red from being pinched, as was the white buttery skin of her buns. Her matted pussy hair was glistening as they pulled open her white buns to inspect her hairy butt hole and stretched cunt. This black man’s sperm was bubbling from my wife’s sex!!

One man even put his nose into her buns inhaling her rank smelling butt and pussy odor!!! He pried my wife’s white buns wide open with his hands, as the other men took turns slowly inserting their fingers into her dank butt hole. Each of the men would smell her odor, and offer the forbidden scent to my wife’s dainty nose making her nostrils flare wide. Then they would make her clean their soiled fingers with her mouth.

“Damn, Nate, you stretched this little wife good man!!” One of the men said aloud. “Damn, what a nice hot ass!!! Speaking of ass!!! Nate, I think you forgot a hole!!!”

My eyes traveled over to this black man who had just taken my wife. Nate’s huge cock was still rock hard!!!!!!! When I say hard, I mean rock hard and pointing above his navel!!!!

These men eased my wife down on a chaise lounge, and placed her on her hands and knees. My wife’s voluptuous white butt was presented to this black Adonis. They pushed her shoulders forward and down, so that her ass was raised on complete display. As these men moved to watch the spectacle, Nate stepped forward, and began to rub his huge black dick across my wife’s soft white ass cheeks.

“Oh Nate, please do not make me do this in front of these men!!!” My wife moaned half-heartedly, as her hips began to seductively rotate. “You are embarrassing me!!!”

“Make you do what???” Nate asked as he began to tap and slap his black dick against my wife’s round buns. “I do not make women do anything. If you want me to fuck you in your pretty ass, you have to ask me!!!”

He began to graze his huge cock in between the deep crack of my wife’s ass. His hips would flex and make his black shaft travel up and down between my wife’s white buns. He was using his dick like a paintbrush to stroke her tender flesh!!!!

“Oh my God, your dick is still hard!!! My wife moaned in a lewd whisper, as her butt thrust back to maintain contact with his flesh. “Please stop doing that. You are turning me on!!!! No one has had me back there!!!!”

“Peggy, if you want me to fuck you in your pretty butt, you have ask me!!!!!” Nate lewdly commanded, as my wife’s flaring pale buttocks waved back and forth.

“Please do not make me do this here.” My wife pleaded in a submissive tone. “Your hard dick is turning me on again. Please stop this.”

I knew my wife was embarrassed in front of these men, but this huge cock’s hardness was making her melt as it contacted her soft skin. Peggy loved a hard dick, and Nate’s cock was as hard as steel!!! As if to ask for service, my wife reached back with both her hand and spread her white buns to Nate!!!! I could see her wedding ring sparkle in the patio light, as she spread her white buns.

“Damn, Nate, look she is spreading her ass for you!!!” One of the men said to him. “Look, she is holding her pretty white buns open for you!!!!”

Nate moved the giant head of his black cock to contact my wife’s pink anal ring. With incredible restraint, he stayed completely still, as the black head of his cock touched my wife’s delicate butt hole. My wife’s curly wet butt hairs were surrounding the giant head of his dick. His piss slit was in contact with Peggy’s pink nether ring, which was hiding between her cheeks.

I was going crazy!!!! She was going to allow this black man to have her most secret hole!!!!!

“Please don’t tease me!!!” My wife moaned, as she thrust her buttocks back to him. “You are making me wet. Please do it. Please don’t make me say it in front of these men.”

Nate retracted his hips slightly to stay in contact with her butt, but he would not moved forward to allow his cock to apply pressure for entry. His huge cock head sat frozen, and nestled in my wife’s sexy butt hair lining the inside of her butt crack!!!

“What do you want me to do???” Nate asked my wife in a lewd whisper, ignoring her pleas. “Tell my friends what you want me to do to you, Peggy!!!!! Tell me what you want these men to watch!!!”

My wife was urging her hips back, as Nate’s seductive voice turned her on. She was losing all control and giving into her lust.

“Please fuck my bottom!!!” My wife gasped. “Please give it to me!!! I want these men to see you fuck my butt hole with your big black dick!!!”

“Don’t tell me want you want!!!” Nate commanded my wife. “Tell these men what you want them to see!!!”

“Oh. My goodness. I can’t believe that I am saying this!! Guys, I want you to watch Nate put his big black dick in my butt hole!!!” My wife said excitedly, as she looked at them over her shoulder. “I want you to watch him butt fuck me!!!!!!”

Nate held his hips still and rigid, but made my wife push herself back to take his giant cock. This black man was determined to make my wife do the work of giving her virgin ass to a complete stranger!!!!! His huge dick head began to open my wife’s butt hole, as she thrust her white ass back to him. Her pink anus spread open, and stretched around the tip of his huge dick head. The mouth of her anus was as tight as a rubber band!!

“Damn. You are one tight-assed white lady. Shit. No dick has been in your ass, and that is for sure!!! Nate laughed, as he looked at the other men. “Push that pretty white ass back to me, Peggy. I am going to make you do the work!!! You feel like a heater in there!!!”

“Oh MY Lord!!!! I can’t believe you are making me do this in front of these men. This is so dirty!!!” My wife moaned, as she thrust her butt back to take more of this black dick. “Oh my God!!!! I feel so full!!! You are filling my whole butt with your black dick!!!!”

My wife had a look of intense concentration on her elegant face, as the huge dick spread her bowels. Her breathing became heavy, as she forced her white butt back to be fucked.

“Tell my friends what I am doing to you, Peggy!!!” Nate commanded my wife, as he slapped her ass with his huge hand. “Tell them!!!!”

My wife now had half of Nate’s thick cock in her ass. The spanking made her throw her ass back even more to gobble up more of the black dick. This black man was turning my wife into a sex maniac. My wife’s hips were sawing back to this black dick making her tremble with pleasure.

“Oh MY Lord!!! Nate is fucking my butt with his big black dick.” My wife said lewdly to the men, as she looked over her shoulder. “Look at his big dick fucking me!!! Do you see my butt getting fucked??? I have never been fucked in the ass, but I sure like it!!!”

“Peggy, Nate is fucking your married ass!!! Spread those white buns and take that black meat!!!” Mr. Jones chimed in, as all the men giggled at my wife’s debasement. “I am glad that I sent your husband home!!! He would have shit in his pants, if he had seen you taking on Nate’s big black donkey dick.”

“Oh Please, Mr. Jones, please don’t tell my husband!!!!” My wife moaned, as she looked at her boss. “I cannot help myself!!!! Nate’s big dick is so damn good!!!! He is fucking me so good!!!”

“Peggy, a married white lady should not let a black man fuck her ass!!!” Mr. Jones said mockingly, as he slapped my wife on the butt. “You are so dirty!!!! You are letting a black man fuck the shit out of you!!! What would your husband think, if he saw you right now?????”

“He would think that I am getting the shit fuck out of me!!!!” My wife rasped, as she bounced her spread white buns back to Nate. “He would see a black man busting his wife’s butt!!!! He would see me getting butt fucked by a black man and loving it!!!”




My wife was beginning to come for the sixth or seventh time as she jutted her pure white ass back to this black man. Her soft buns were gyrating wildly, as Mr. Jones spanked her with his large open hand. Peggy was literally doing a black pole dance!!!! My wife was coming and grunting like a stuffed pig!!!

“Everyone at work is going to know, that Peggy has been fucked by a black man’s cock!!! I am going to tell them!!!! I am going to show them the video!!!” My wife’s boss said to her lewdly. “I am going to make you show them your hairy pussy on Monday morning!!!! You are not to wear any panties at work from now on. I want your co-workers to be able to see your big wet bush through your dress!!!!!!”




My wife was coming over and over from this sexual decadence. She had come to this party as a prim and proper wife, but she was now acting like a total sex slut. She pulled her white buns wider to take more of Nate’s giant black dick!!!

“Oh, Mr. Jones, look at Nate’s black dick stretching me!!!! I have never been fucked in the ass!!!! It feels so goddamn good!!!!” My wife said looking over her shoulder and holding her soft white buns wide open, as the giant black dick stretched her. “Are you going to make me lift my dress at work, and spread my buns to show everyone where Nate stuck his big black dick in me?????”

Peggy’s pink round anus was stretched obscenely as it traveled back, and took in Nate’s thick black shaft. The wet juice from her pussy and ass coated the giant dick. My wife’s small white hand traveled back between her legs to stroke and fondle Nate’s orange-sized balls!!!!

“I am going to make you pull your white buns apart and, make you show the office both your hairy holes!!!!” Mr. Jones said hotly in my wife’s ear. “Peggy, you have such pretty blonde hair on your head, but you have such a huge brown bush on you!!! Your appearance is so neat, that the office staff would never guess you have a tremendously hairy cunt and ass!!!!! I cannot wait to see the expressions on their faces!!!!”

All this hot talk made my wife increase the speed of her jutting hips, as she moved her butt faster to another climax. Nate’s facial expression began to show he was near shooting his come in my wife’s ass, and she sensed this also.

“Nate, I want you to shoot your come up my butt!!!!” My wife moaned. “I want you to come, baby!!! Shoot it!!!! Fuck it!!!! Fuck my ass!!! Show these men how to fuck a woman!!!! Bake my butt with your come!!!”

My wife’s white buns were spread open and jutting into Nate’s hard stomach as he fed her his black cock. His thick black shaft was sawing in and out of my wife’s puckered butt hole. There was a lewd, sloppy, smacking noise as the black dick pumped in and out of my wife’s ass. Her luxuriant butt hairs were tangling with Nate’s pubic hairs, as their bodies slapped against each other.

Nate’s hips flexed, and his scalding hot come filled my wife’s ass. Peggy came over and over, as she felt her bowels flood with black come. As Nate withdrew his giant black cock, a loud popping noise came from my wife’s butt hole. His huge shaft was coated with creamy white with sperm and pussy juice!!! Peggy fell forward onto her stomach in total exhaustion, as sperm ran out of her torture butt hole. She was totally spent!!!! All of the men smiled and leered at my spent wife as she lay below them.

Peggy’s voluptuous hips continued to pump up and down out of a reflex action from all the fucking she had absorbed, as she lay on her stomach. She reached back with her hands, and spread her ass to show these men her ravaged butt hole. A smile of satisfaction crossed her face, as these strangers leered at her prone body. Peggy was showing these men what this black cock had down to her pure white body!!!!!




Her elegant pearl necklace and diamond earrings were still in place on her sweating body, as her hips pumped up and back. Her neat make-up and blue eye shadow were still intact. A light coating of sweat covered her body from her sexual heat. She thrust up and held her voluptuous white buns open and held her pose in front of the men. Her sex openings were stretched and wet with white sex cream, which dangled in her hairy sex!!!

“Look what that big black donkey dick did to me, Guys!!!!” My wife moaned lewdly, as she slipped her finger into her spread crack and lightly traced her ravaged anal tissue. “My poor little butt will never be the same!!!! It feels like my butt hole is on fire!! Have you ever seen anyone like me fucked by a big black dick????”

“Hell NO!!!” The men said in unison, as the bent over my prone wife undulating below them. “You would be the last women we would have guessed!!!! Hell, you look like June Cleaver!!!!!”

The men’s awed reaction seemed to turn my wife on. She began to slightly twist her hips, and dance her up-thrust ass is their faces, as she presented herself for inspection. Her bushy hair fringed butt crack surrounded her widely dilated anus. Each stroke of her fingertip across her muscled anal ring caused her anus to wink and contract forcing Nate’s sperm to trickle out before their eyes!!!!

The men kneeling above the white ass leaned over my wife, and took turns smelling her pussy and ass!!! A couple of men took turns fingering my wife’s butt hole with two fingers at a time. Peggy’s white buns thrust up to meet their insertion. Two other men began licking my wife’s white buns making them wet and shiny with saliva, as the tongues traveled all around her backside!!!!

“I never let my husband near my ass!!!” My wife confessed giggling. “What the hell was I thinking??? Now I am letting all of you touch my ass as you please!!! The next time, when I am sitting at church, I going to be thinking of how many fingers have been in my butt!!!!! Can you guys believe that I fit that big dick back there????? ”

My wife’s thrusting hips signaled that she was nearing another orgasm!!! She was actually wagging her tail and coming!!!!

“Peggy, did you have a good time at my party????” Mr. Jones asked my wife. “Did you like Nate’s big black dick???”

“Well, Mr. Jones, now you have seen a faithful wife take her first black dick!!!!” My wife said, as she was losing consciousness from the wine, and her sexual exhaustion. “And, I fucking loved it!!!! I want Nate to fuck my big bush anytime he wants!!!”

“Mr. Jones, I want Nate to come to my house and fuck me in front of my husband!!!!” My wife dreamily said, as she drifted off to sleep. “I want my husband to see his wife fucked by a big black donkey dick!!! I want him to watch his wife get stretched!!!!”

After a while, Mr. Jones picked my wife up and carried her to his car nude. I ran out of the mansion, to beat them home, and I was hiding, when they delivered my wife to our house. They left her on our front porch, and quickly drove away.

I carried my passed out, unconscious wife to our bedroom and laid her on our bed. I could hear her stretched, hairy pussy and ass still making a gurgling sound, as she lay there.

As I put Peggy on the bed in our bedroom and looked back, my eyes were filled with the sight of my taken and abused wife. Her tender white body was flushed. Her matted brown bush was wet with come. The loud smell of her sex order filled the air. I was astonished!!!!!

As my eyes traveled upward to her face, I noticed a smile across her lips, as she slept.

Man, what a party!!!!!!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Historical Parallels

A man, whose family was German aristocracy prior to World War II, owned a number of large industries and estates. When asked how many German people were true Nazis, the answer he gave can guide our attitude toward fanaticism. "Very few people were true Nazis," he said, "but many enjoyed the return of German pride, and many more were too busy to care. I was one of those who just thought the Nazis were a bunch of fools. So, the majority just sat back and let it all happen. Then, before we knew it, they owned us, and we had lost control, and the end of the world had come. My family lost everything. I ended up in a concentration camp and the Allies destroyed my factories."
We are told again and again by "experts" and "talking heads" that Islam is the religion of peace, and that the vast majority of Muslims just want to live in peace. Although this unqualified assertion may be true, it is entirely irrelevant. It is meaningless fluff, meant to make us feel better, and meant to somehow diminish the spectra of fanatics rampaging across the globe in the name of Islam.
The fact is that the fanatics rule Islam at this moment in history. It is the fanatics who march. It is the fanatics who wage any one of 50 shooting wars worldwide. It is the fanatics who systematically slaughter Christian or tribal groups throughout Africa and are gradually taking over the entire continent in an Islamic wave. It is the fanatics who bomb, behead, murder, or honor-ill. It is the fanatics who take over mosque after mosque. It is the fanatics who zealously spread the stoning and hanging of rape victims and homosexuals. It is the fanatics who teach their young to kill and to become suicide bombers.
The hard quantifiable fact is that the peaceful majority, the "silent majority," is cowed and extraneous.
Communist Russia was comprised of Russians who just wanted to live in peace, yet the Russian Communists were responsible for the murder of about 20 million people. The peaceful majority were irrelevant.
China's huge population was peaceful as well, but Chinese Communists managed to kill a staggering 70 million people.
The average Japanese individual prior to World War II was not a warmongering sadist. Yet, Japan murdered and slaughtered its way across South East Asia in an orgy of killing that included the systematic murder of 12 million Chinese civilians; most killed by sword, shovel, and bayonet.
And, who can forget Rwanda, which collapsed into butchery. Could it not be said that the majority of Rwandans were "peace loving"?
History lessons are often incredibly simple and blunt, yet for all our posers of reason we often miss the most basic and uncomplicated of points: Peace-loving Muslims have been made irrelevant by their silence. Peace-loving Muslims will become our enemy if they don't speak up, because like my friend from Germany, they will awaken one day and find that the fanatics own them, and the end of their world will have begun.
Peace-loving Germans, Japanese, Chinese, Russians, Rwandans, Serbs, Afghans, Iraqis, Palestinians, Somalis, Nigerians, Algerians, and many others have died because the peaceful majority did not speak up until it was too late.
As for us who watch it all unfold, we must pay attention to the only group that counts; the fanatics who threaten our way of life.
Lastly, anyone who doubts that the issue is serious and just deletes this email without sending it on is contributing to the passiveness that allows the problems to expand. So, extend yourself a bit and send this on and on and on! Let us hope that thousands, world wide, read this and think about it, and send it on - before it's too late.
Emanuel Tanay, MD

Friday, May 09, 2008

Would you like to Dance?

Would you like to Dance?
Copyright Deni Wom 2008

She sat at the bar, her ram rod straight back turned toward the hotel’s bar’s tables.

He watched her closely, trying to see her face between the bottles that covered the mirror on the back bar, thinking perhaps he knew her.

She was with another woman. They seemed to enjoy each other’s company, from the look of it. They were not laughing and giggling, but were in deep conversation. Her friend seemed to be trying to convince her of something.

Too many years had passed to be sure it was her. But he had to know. What the hell was her last name, anyway? Not that it mattered, he realized, she was most likely married and had a different name now.

He was betwixed, trying to think of her maiden name so he could go up and talk to her. Alsher . . . .no . . . Balsher . . . . no, . . . . . DAMN!

Finally he just walked up and stood beside her, acting as though he was getting a drink from the bar tender. He heard her friend whisper, “Do him Jen! That guy there beside you! He’s cute! Just take him home and fuck him! George will never know. Just do it, get it out of your system. Then you’ll know if this is what you really want! Just DO it hon! Stop agonizing over it and just DO it!”

Jen looked up at him, her face showing her slight embarrassment.

He looked down at her, wondering.

“Jim!!!!!!!!!!???????”

“Jen?”

They hugged each other like long lost lovers.

“Jim, what in the world are you DOing here?”

“Well, Jen, I was just wondering the same thing!”

Jen suddenly remembered her friend was there. “Oh! Sorry! Um Jim, this is my sister in law. Sandra.”

Sandra held out her hand to him. Jim shook it gently, not squeezing it too tightly, but firm, just firm enough.

“Would you two like to join me at my table?” Jim asked.

Both women picked up their drinks and wraps and followed him to his table. Sandra was checking out his equipment, Jim noticed, as he pulled their chairs out for them. The table was delightfully small. Their knees were all rubbing together under the table. In a few seconds, Jim felt Sandra’s hand on his thigh.

“So how do you two know each other? Is there a sexy story involved?” Sandra was nothing if not straight forward.

Jen explained, “I was on rally squad, Jim was the quarter back.”

Sandra asked “And? Give me the dirt.”

Jim was a bit miffed by Sandra trying to make it into something it was not. “Jen was prom queen and I was her date for the dance.”

Jen corrected him. “Jim was the prom king.”

Sandra felt like she was having to do all the work here. “AND?”

Jen was the one that answered this time. “Nothing Sandra. There is nothing else!” She appeared as though she was getting miffed at her sister in law.

Sandra’s hand moved up a few inches on Jim’s thigh. Her finger tips were now caressing his inner quad muscle. “He still has nice leg muscles, Jenn! Lets take him home with us!”

“SANDRA!” was Jen’s embarrassed outburst.

Sandra looked Jim in the eye, “Want to go home with us, Jim, and fuck us both silly?” Her fingertips were now caressing his inner thigh just to the side of Jim’s cock. In spite of the situation, he felt himself swelling. As it swelled, it moved against her fingertips.

“MMMMMmmmmmm, very nice Jim! VERY nice!” Her hand went to his engorged shaft, running down its length till it reached his glans. “WOW Jen! He has an incredible cock! Lets take him home! I can tell by the look on your face you wish it was you that had your hand on his prick instead of me! Admit it sister in law! You want a nice cock in you tonight don’t you? Jim has a NICE one!”

Sandra looked Jim in the eye and said, “Her stupid husband got her all hot and bothered today and then left her high and dry. He left town leaving his poor little wife all hot and bothered! We both know she needs to get laid tonight, poor thing. She just can’t admit to herself that it is her husband’s fault that he left her like this! Come on, won’t you help out an old fellow classmate in such dire need, Jim?” Her talented fingers had him fully hard now. “Besides, her husband has a short thin one, and she needs to experience one like yours, big boy!”

Jen retorted indignantly, “Don’t listen to her Jim! She is just pissed at her brother in law.”

Jim realized that he was lost as to who Sandra really was. Was she Jen’s husband’s brother’s wife, or was she . . . . .? Jim lost his concentration when he felt one of her hands coddle his testicles as her other hand seemed to be trying to unzip his zipper.

Sandra looked at Jim and asked him if he wanted to go someplace a little quieter so they could talk. Jim quickly agreed, immediately getting up, holding his hand out for Jen, then walking away, escaping from the hands that seemed to be trying to expose him in public.

Sandra, not to be left alone, nor outdone, hurried after them.

The threesome found a quiet spot in the bar around the corner. The music was slow and easy, the lighting gave them privacy, which helped Jen relax, no longer afraid someone she knew might see her with a man other than her husband.

Sandra again seemed eager to fondle Jim’s crotch as Jen and Jim began to recount their lives since high school. Talking to Jen allowed Jim to remain somewhat aloof to Sandra’s eager fondling.

After a short while, a man walked up and asked Jen to dance. Jim grinned and urged her to do that while he took a “break”. Jim canted his head toward the john. Jen understood his intentions and accepted the man’s offer to dance.

The man led her to the dance floor then encircled her with his arms. He was a good dancer. Jen, after getting the feel for his style of leading, finally looked up at his face, only to discover that the man was handsome, about her husband’s height, and quite black. Surprised, Jen looked around the room. She then realized that many of the patrons there were black. She saw, in fact, that the male patron’s were almost all black, but many of the females were white, like she and Sandra.

Her dance partner smiled down a her, “My name is Jerrod. And yours is?”

“Uh . . . . . Jen.”

Jerrod smiled warmly at her. His smile was sincere, and he seemed genuinely interested in her as a person. “Your friend there seems quite attracted to her boyfriend. Her hands seem to not be able to stay away from his stuff! If you catch my drift?”

Jen blushed hotly in the darkness of the dance floor. “Yeah, she has always been rather forward in her desires.”

Jerrod proved his powers of perception when he commented, “Her boyfriend does not seem particularly interested in her, more so with you, if I might be so bold as to mention, Jen.”

Jen could not believe she was having this conversation with a total stranger. But she felt to not continue would be perceived as rude. Feeling a bit trapped, she replied, “Yeah, he and I were the king and queen of the Prom when we were seniors in high school. We were always attracted to each other, but never did anything about it. Back then. So to speak. God, I can’t believe I am telling you this! I don’t even know you!”

Jerrod chuckled. “I have that affect on people, it seems!” He thought for a moment as he expertly led her about the floor. “Would you like me to help you out by keeping her on the dance floor as you two should-have-been-lovers catch up? Maybe even decide to HOOK up?” His eyes stared intently into Jen’s, full of intelligence and upfront honesty.

Jenn realized that she no longer felt uncomfortable with this man. After thinking about it for a few seconds, she replied, “You would do that for me?”

Jerrod chuckled in basso profundo amusement. “I would be doing it in hopes of bedding our friend. So don’t think me a saint, Jen!” He winked at her playfully. “In fact, I have rented the penthouse suite this trip, shall we go up there and continue this? You two could get reacquainted more easily that way! And no one would see us, so your husband would never know! It has three bedrooms, a Jacuzzi, and a sauna. Plenty of reasons to get more comfortable should you choose to go in that direction, my new, petite and sexy married friend!”

Jen realized that Jerrod’s quick intelligence missed nothing.

She smiled up at him appraisingly, then replied, “That, my new friend, sounds like a great idea!” Jen found herself dancing a bit more closely to him for the rest of the dance. She felt as though she could trust him. She felt his size against her belly as his large strong hands cradled her securely. Jen sensed herself moistening, despite her determination to stay true to her husband. Was it her dance partner, or was it the chance to be near a man she had wished she had gotten to know better many years before?

Or was it both?


Sandra marched around the suite ooohing and aaaaawing over its lascivious appointments. Jen could see Sandra appraising the likelihood that Jerrod was rich, and how good he might be in bed. Jen knew her friend well enough to know that Sandra was going to be split-tailed before long, with Jerrod saddled up and riding her.

Jen chastised herself for thinking in such vulgar terms, but had to admit that Sandra could do worse. A vision of Jerrod riding Sandra, his well-muscled, black, naked humping bum, and wonderfully endowed manhood, riding Sandra hard and making crude noises as he pounded her mercilessly, like Jen’s husband had taken HER on THEIR honeymoon.

That was SO long ago, she realized. And they had never quite gotten it back together again quite so well after that. And her husband’s size was not nearly as magnanimous as she perceived Jerrod’s to be. She was still blushing at her intimate fantasy when she sat down beside Jim on the couch. Jerrod had already started the music and had pulled Sandra into a cozy clench as he danced tightly with her. Jen almost envied Sandra’s sudden entrapment.

+++++++++++++++

A few hours later, After several glasses of excellent wine, and after rediscovering the warmth of a long lost friend, Jen realized that Sandra and Jerrod had disappeared. After a bit, she sheepishly discovered that the reason she noticed the change was that Sandra was now making noises that could only be interpreted as the sounds of a woman in oblivious ecstasy. The slap-slap-slap of their bodies together was now unmistakable. The sounds of the bed being stressed by two bodies in carnal abandon, creaking in tell tale pleasures, all assaulted Jen’s already piqued senses.

Jen glanced at Jim, her face flushed with the now obvious realization of her own neediness. Desperately Jen tired to shut out the sounds of her friend receiving the treatment that she herself so craved. ‘Damn you George!’ she thought, ‘why did you leave me so up in the air like this! Damn it, you were so unfair to me.’ She felt the sodden fabric of her panties against her cleft. She had almost decided to escape, to go home when she felt Jim’s gentle hand on her breast.

She heard her own sudden gasp. She felt how hard her nipple was against the palm of his hand. His loving lips were on her neck now, then her ear lobe, then breathing softly into her ear. “I have always loved you Jen! Let’s at least have this one time together my darling?”

Jen could no longer think clearly. She felt her head turn up toward his. His lips grazed hers, then pressed longingly to her mouth, his lips so incredibly soft, his hand now caressing her breast, his thumb gently massaging her nipple. “I need you baby . . . I have needed you all this time.” With his left hand, he expertly slid her onto her back as his hips moved magically between her somehow parted thighs.

Barely able to breathe, she heard herself say “Yes Jimmie, yes, take me. Take me, make love to me like we should have years ago baby!” Her arms were around his neck, her breasts eagerly probing his chest, her ankles gripping his thighs as she felt her body tremble in need of a man other than her husband.

Jim slowly pulled her dress up, relishing the sensation of his hand intimately caressing the body of the girl he had lusted for all those years. His beloved Jen was his at last. He would relish these stolen moments for the rest of his life.

Jen’s feverish fingers struggled to free his organ, then pulled him to her parted thighs, forgetting the sodden cotton barrier that still remained. Jim pushed hard, sinking his glans into her opening, but could go no farther. Both found themselves straining to couple, yet it was as though they could not break through to completion.

Whimpering from need, Jen began to writhe and hump. Unnoticed, a dark hand finally reached between them and pulled the fabric of her panties aside, allowing Jim’s gorgeous thick penis to sink deeply into her quivering vagina. As his enviable penis slid past that certain point where her husband’s had always stopped, Jen felt her body jolt, then explode in rich multi-colored sensations of sensual ecstasy. Her body swiggled in orgasm as she crested over and over. She felt her body inexplicably expel spritzes of hot liquid, but could not stop her quivering orgasm as she blasted over and over again. Barely conscious, she worried that she had peed all over her lover and the couch on which he had so gloriously taken her.

Gasping for breath, her heart beating a million miles an hour, Jen slowly descended from the rarified air at the peaks of her ecstasy. Slowly her heels relaxed where they had dug into Jim’s thighs as she urged him on. Her quivering thighs relaxed as she relinquished her actively clamping suction on his shaft.

Still breathing heavily, Jim rolled over, freeing her from his weight. Her heart rate began to descend toward normal. Jim, his chest heaving, his penis deflating, lay on the floor beside her. ‘Wow!’ Jen thought.

Jen closed her eyes in blissful contentment, grinning in soothed delight, reliving the incredible orgasm she had just experienced. ‘Why did I wait so long?’ she asked her self. She had never felt so complete in her life.

A whispered “Would you like to dance?” caressed her ears. Her new lover’s strong loving hands picked her up, treasuring her body, cradling her as she was treasured, eyes closed, swaying to the music, dancing with her invisible lover as, naked, she was waltzed about the room. His unseen penis was caressing her bottom as she rode in his arms, her mind reliving her bliss, her body still aroused and willing to accept his further sexual congress.

Her darling dancing lover lifted her slightly, then slid her again onto his erect phallus. It felt so good as again her body enveloped his thick shaft of pleasure. She smiled as she sensed that her first lover besides her husband, was already excited enough by her body for another carnal delight, his quickly resurrected penis inside her again. SO much larger than her husband’s!

Her body began to quiver, her sheathe rippling in delight, his pulsing thickness buried to its base within her body. Each step pressed her most sensitive part against the base of his manhood. Each sideways movement caused his hardness to move about inside her body. Jen blissfully accepted her baby-doll-like adoration from her strong virile lover. His soft succulent lips on her neck, her forehead, her ears, were like fairy’s kisses. Her quivering slowly spread until it consumed her whole being. Her fountain of pleasure began to overflow. Her body began to shudder in desperate need of complete, uninhibited release.

The tension in her body as she rose toward the peaks of ecstasy delivered her into the most ecstatic discharge she of her life. As her saturated mind begin to fade toward darkness, her eyes opened slightly, revealing through the slight crack between her eye lids the ebony physique of Jerrod, his muscles rippling as he began to stab her body with his thick meaty dagger of lust.

As the last shred of light faded from her mind, she felt his sperm copiously fill her with his heat, and with his love.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

The Problem with Science

'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.'

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'

'Yes sir,' the student says.

'So you believe in God?'

'Absolutely. '
'Is God good?'
'Sure! God's good.'

'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'

'Yes.'

'Are you good or evil?'

'The Bible says I'm evil.'
The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.

'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you
help him? Would you try?'

'Yes sir, I would.'

'So you're good...!'
'I wouldn't say that.'

'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a
Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'

The student remains silent.

'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the
student time to relax.

'Let's start again, young fella Is God good?'

'Er...yes,' the student says.

'Is Satan good?'

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'

'Then where does Satan come from?'

The student : 'From...God. ..'

'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?'

'Yes, sir.'

'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct? '

'Yes.'

'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everythin g, then God created evil, since evil
exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'

Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues: 'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred?
Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'

The student: 'Yes.'

'So who created them?'
The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. 'Who created them? There is
still no answer.
Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.
'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'

The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'

The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.. Have you ever seen Jesus?'

'No sir. I've never seen Him.

'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'

'No, sir, I have not.'

'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?'

'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'

'Yet you still believe in him?'

'Yes.'

'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'

'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'

'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. 'Professor, is there such a thing as heat?'
'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There' s heat.'

'And is there such a thing as cold?'

'Yes, son, there's cold too.'

'No sir, there isn't.'

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The
student begins to explain.

'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega- heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to
go colder than the lowest -458 degrees.. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total
absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'

'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'

'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, right light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn' t it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you? '
The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. ' So what point are you making, young man?
'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion
must also be flawed.'

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'

'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. ' You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite,
something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be
ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just
the absence of it.'

'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do'

'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very
good semester, indeed.

'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I
mean.'

The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?'

The class breaks out into laughter.

'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or
smelled the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir? '

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I guess you'll have to take them on faith.'

'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'

Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of
man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'

To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the
absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'

The professor sat down.

Pass this on if you have faith and love Jesus.