It is my first story. I hope you like it.
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Wedding photos of the marriage between M r. Nick Summer and Ms. Crystal Sharman. The 22 year old bride in the pictures looked very pretty with her long silky brown hair, appearing to be such so much in love with the handsome groom as she exchanged vows with him.
If anyone in the church would even contemplate that the elegant young bride had lost her virginity just a couple of weeks prior to her wedding day, no one in their right mind would speculate that the groom-to-be hadn't been the one getting to do the deed, that he had managed to cop her precious cherry a bit prematurely.
But her withering about the bed, with a big black stud atop of her, fucking her... such was just unthinkable, except for a depraved mind! Depraved mind of Dr. Angeline Trèsor.
Dr. Angeline Trèsor is a marriage counselor married to Pastor Richard Norton; she keeps a secret, a dark secret. She learned to combine certain potions and spells Haitians with hypnosis.
She hates the United States and the dominant white race. She believes that the best way to harm whites is blackening their wives, girlfriends and daughters. "One at a time, maybe the way is slow but pleasant" she thinks.
In a hypnotic state, Crystal revealed that she had been awarded an all expense trip by her employer to attend a business conference in Baltimore just two weeks prior to her wedding date.
The lovely bride to be, the most highly regarded health visitor lab where she worked, felt so honored to be the one selected to attend the conference.The only drawback for her was that it was just two weeks prior to the wedding date. But she would have to just make sure everything was taken care of prior to and after that conference weekend.
From that point on, she was asked "Honey, have you had sex with the groom or another man?"
She replied "No, of course not".
Then Dr. Trèsor began questioning:
"Q: Are you virgin?
A: Yes.
Q: Have you've shaken a man's dick?
A: No.
Q: Have you suck off a man's dick?
A: I don't know what you mean.
Q: Had you have fellatio and swallow man semen?
A: No, this is a filthy thing".
The questions continued:
Q: What do you think about black men are well endowed?
A: I don`t know.
Q: What do you believe?
A: I think is a myth, all men are created equal. Besides, the most important is love not the size of their penises.
Q: Do you know a black man?
A: Yes! I meet two black women and only one black man. I salute all of them, but no more than that.
Q: What's the name of that black man?
A: Darius, I don't know his last name, he is a handy man.
In the night, Crystal was using her laptop when she somehow stumbling upon a naughty website called interracialhookups.com, Crystal couldn't help but to keep looking at all the black men in there, profiles describing these big muscular black men with all of them wanting to bed white women... many describing his desire to 'blackened' some white boy's trophy wife or girlfriend or to show a white bitch what fucking was all about.
She'd look at the photos of various black men, read what they liked about or wanted to do to white women, then Crystal would imagine herself being with that man and having him do as he desired with her.
Some of the comments made in the profiles were rather crude, as some examples read such as: "Nothing better than having a beautiful white bitch down on her knees sucking my big black cock!" "I love hearing a white bitch scream when I'm shoving my cock up that tight little ass of hers!" "I just love seeing the fear in her eyes when she realized how big I am when I am stretching out that tight little pussy of hers!" "I just love it when a bitch changes her mind because she's scared of taking my fat cock up her cunny!"
And at the bottom of many a profile on the site, Crystal would click on the link taking her to more photos provided of that member, photos that were much more explicit and definitely X-rated.
Crystal often found herself sucking in her breath at the sight of such photos, many of which were quite gross, like that of the bastard holding that humongous monstrosity in his hand some jutting straight up in the air and some just hanging curved over his fist like a sausage! Her mouth would water at those pictures, with Kristin wondering "Can I get my lips open wide enough for it to fit in my mouth?"
In scrolling through the many profiles of black men, Krystal stopped at the sight of one man who was taking off his shirt, that of a Tyrone 'the torpedo' Turner. From the photograph, Mr. Turner appeared to be in the mid-30, very muscular and also quite handsome.
He is a professional football player of the Baltimore Ravens. Crystal clicked on the image and sending a "hook up request". Crystal thought, 'What am I doing? I just arrange to meet an unknown man, a black man unknown in Baltimore across the country. Why?'
For Crystal's preparation for the big event, Doctor Trèsor implanted hypnotic suggestions implanted deep in her mind as she was made to gaze up of the picture images of Tyrone 'the torpedo' Turner.
Doctor Trèsor was a master at her profession, telling the hypnotized beauty that "The image of 'torpedo' Turner will be in your mind constantly from now! You will dream of him at night, think about him during the day, and fantasize as to what this big black hulk of a man would do to you if given the chance! And you shall be giving him that chance at the conference!"
With more hypnotic suggestions implanted deep in her brain, Crystal would not be spending much time at all in her hotel room, for she would instead be sharing the king-sized bed in 'torpedo' Turner's plush suite.
As Tyrone 'the torpedo' Turner was nationally known and quite prominent, the good player didn't want any chance of a repercussion with an accusation of rape, thus wanting the way paved the entire way for him.
That was fine with Dr. Trèsor, for it would be even better for the beautiful bride-to-be to wonder 'Why did I let that happen? Why did I go with Mr. Turner up to his suite? Why did I let him kiss me? Why did I let him undress me? Let him take me to bed? Allow him to have sex with me? Even giving him my virginity? And worst, I didn't even insist that he use any protection? How could I have been so sexually promiscuous with a man I just met? Allowing a black man to have sex with me? Taking his penis into my mouth? Letting him do his thing in my mouth? Letting him sodomize me? And to think that I enjoyed it all?'
Checking in at the Marriott Hotel, Crystal was surprised to receive the note waiting for her from Tyrone Turner that asked for her to join him for dinner at 6:30 up at the 'Grille' restaurant.
Going up to her room, Crystal showered and put on an elegant black dress and 3" heels before go to the restaurant.
In seeing the big man smiling and waiting for her at the booth, it seemed as if something clicked in her mind and she began to tremble as moved towards the booth.
