Conquest of the Blondes

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Marcus 'Johnson' Williams - former black college defensive end {Alabama}, six foot three, solid muscle. Spent two years in prison for assault and battery, where besides working out he converted to Islam. Now partners in a nightclub in Savannah, Georgia. He prefers white women, blondes mostly, but it doesn't matter as long as they are white and married. He loves the thrill of the chase, the eventual conquest, and he enjoys taking a beautiful wife away from her husband. He finds that it is very easy to do, and has never been unsuccessful.

Marcus considers himself far above any white male. He is stronger, bigger, faster, smarter than them. He knows that deep down inside women want a dominate man, not some sensitive, wimpy, insecure type who can't protect them. It's a changing world, and he is more than happy to exploit their weaknesses by taking away their wives and their pocessions and wealth.

His next conquest is Isabelle Renee' Anderson, the rich, spoiled, beautiful, trophy wife of his partner, Charles. She could be a challenge because she married him for security, but Marcus has no doubts that she will surrender just like the rest after he shows her how to have her cake and eat it too !

 

[angelique127]

the wife

Isabelle had everything her little heart desired. A fine grand home, more like a eight bedroom, four bathroom with a inground pool mansion. A convertiable Corvette sports car, high dollar designer clothes, jewels...you name it she had it. Yes, Charles was at least a decade older than she, but she was secure and content with her two year marriage. So what that Charles was a little 'stuffy' and old fashioned, he was an excellant provider.

Isabelle was the the perfect southern belle, the good faithful wife. She knew how to flirt, it was an art and a tradition. Of course she loved to be the center of attention when she attending charity functions, or hostessing a party or doing whatever, in fact she had once been a bikini model when at college at Georgia U besides being a cheerleader. Now she liked attending the exclusive Twin Oak Country Club while her hubby played golf while she sat beside the pool and gossiped with her friends.

Life was good so far...

 

[makofin]

the sauna

No one could say that Marcus wasn't patient. He and Chas had been partners for over two years in the club called Zebra, although Charles had hardly set foot in the place. It catered more to the young black males, most sports stars, who had money or were successful business men, lawyers, judges, even mayors or high ranking council members. And beautiful white females. Marcus had the pleasure of meeting Isabelle Anderson once or twice, and she had made an impression. Alas, Charles had never brought his wife to the club, probably a wise decision.

Therefor he decided to invite the wealthy couple to his home for an after hours party. He hosted these twice a month.

Charles could be evasive, prefering to invest rather than manage the daily functions of their club, leaving this to Marcus, so Marcus invited him to the gym where he worked out. The place had a sauna where he liked to conduct private business. Charles reluctantly agreed to meet him there. The big black bull waited in the steamy sauna, naked. Finally, Charles entered a towell wrapped around his skinny waist. He looked completely uncomfortable, seeing the huge black stud sitting on the wooden bench, his muscles shining in the heat.

" Sit down." Marcus commanded.

Charles obeyed, taking a seat across from his partner.

" I was taking a look over the books this morning and I noticed some withdrawls. In other words some funds are missing. " Marcus stated staring at his partner. Charles fidgeted, not being able to meet him in the eye. " Do you know anything about it ? "

" N-n-no. "

Marcus sneered, saying nothing, letting the tension simmer.

"If I ever catch someone ripping me off, I'll rip thier head off, you know what I mean ? " he threatened.

Charles swallowed, nodding.

" So anyways, I'm having a party this Saturday and I want you and your wife to come. " It was more a demand than an invitation.

" Well ...ahh...we have plans. Have to go see her parents... "

Marcus smiled. " I think it would be in your best interest to come. Besides your pretty young wife would probably enjoy herself. "

Charles seemed to think this over. Meanwhile Marcus throw the towel back wrapping it around his broad shoulders, leaving his huge nine inch cock dangle in the white mans face. It was intimidating, to say the least. And Charles couldn't help but stare in envy.

" What's with you white boys ? How come you all have fantasies of a seeing a black stud fuck your married wives senseless. Is it because you know deep down inside they all crave big black cock ? "

Charles didn't answer for a moment. " My wife doesn't wish any such thing. "

Marcus laughed. " You bring your sweet little blonde wife, you hear. And I want her to wear a bikini.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle was rather surprised when her husband told her that they were invited to a party at his partners home on Saturday. Charles often complained about his decision to go into business with this black gentlemen. She had only met him once and thought him rather arrogant and imposing. Nevertheless Isabelle found herself looking forward to the function.

Wanting to surprise her hubby Isabelle decided to wear her tiny, itsy-bitsy sheer bikini that she had wore on their honeymoon to the islands. It had driven her husband wild with desire, along with several other nearby males in the vicinity. Imagine his reaction when she removed her sarong, revealing her perfect trim body in her little, sexy and wicked bathing attire...

The one thing about Charles he was proud to have a beautiful wife and loved to show her off. He constantly showered her with gifts and treated her good. Isabelle considered herself a very lucky girl...

 

[makofin]

Marcus throw lavish parties at his mansion every other Saturday. They were lengendary events which started in the afternoon and lasted all night into the early hours of Sunday. If you asked Steven Derrick he would say that they lasted far too long. He helped out parking cars and limos and he lived next door. Usually there was so many vehicals he parked them on his property too. His gorgeous wife, Monique served as the hostess and was dedicated to Marcus and his guests. In fact alot of the females were friends of hers and likewise married or attached, invited through her. It didn't seem fair to Steven that he had to park cars all night while his own wife enjoyed herself.

It had started when Marcus moved next door. He was the first black man to live in their wealthy exclusive neighborhood. They were concerned at first but on friendly terms, keeping their thoughts to themselves. Then one day Steven went out on his second floor balcony and saw his neigbor entertaining a white female. He was amazed at the size of the big black guys cock. It was huge ! And the female was a married friend of his wife's. Quite often Steven would watch fascinated while the black stud, sometimes with another black friend or two nailed an endless number of white babes. Sometimes Marcus would be doing a babe from behind, pounding her silly with his massive dick and he would look up and smile at him or wink. And then one day Steven came home from the office and heard laughter from next door. Removing his tie he stepped out on the balcony to observe the day's action and saw Marcus standing knee deep in the shallow end of the pool with a blonde kneeling before him taking that huge erect cock in her mouth. Steven watched for a few seconds before realizing that blonde was his very own wife, Monique ! Shocked, he wanted to rush down there and confront Marcus but soon decided that might not be very wise. He didn't stand a chance and it was too late now anyway. Besides to his shame he was aware that his own penis was rock solid and needeing release.

Marcus looked directly up at Steven and smiled...

 

[angelique127]

the party

Isabelle and her husband felt obligated to attend the party, although she knew Charles was somewhat reluctant. Marcus lived in a very nice suburban home and they even passed through a gatehouse before driving up the circular driveway. A well dressed gentlemen in a white shirt and bow tie immediately opened the car door for the misses allowing her to exit.

Welcome to Wonderland.

The couple were greeted at the door by a beautiful blonde hostess who introduced herself as Monique Derrick. She was very friendly and seemed to be waiting their arrival.

" Master Williams...we all call him Johnson...has been hoping you all would come. Why, he said you two were the guests of honor, and should be treated like royalty ! " Monique gushed, in best southern accent. " Now let me show you two folks out back, where everyone is at. "

They followed Monique outside where a large group of people were gathered, around a big in- ground pool. Several tents surrounded it offering shade, and one serviced a bar area along with another which contained a grill. The smell of barbeque floated through the air.

" Would you all like a drink ? We have anythang your all heart desires. " Monique offered.

Charles raised his eyebrows, seeming ill at ease. " Yes I'll have a bourbon and water please, and my wife will have a glass of wine.

" White or red ? " Monique asked.

" I prefer white, if I may. " Isabelle requested.

" Excuse me. " the hostess said leaving the couple alone in the crowd, giving them a chance to look around at the crowd. Isabelle couldn't help but notice that their were alot of black males mixed with plenty of white females. Almost all of the ladies were gorgeous and wearing bikinis. Just then a jazz band started playing under a tent across the yard.Isabelle glanced at her husband who seemed out of his element. The very few white men all appeared to be busy cooking or tending bar. Some were strolling through the crowd carrying trays containing drinks or refreshments.

Monique returned with their drinks. " I do declare, I hope you brought along a little ol' bikini to this pool party. If you come with me to the pool house I'll show you were to change. Oh, and Charles we'll catch up with you later ! "

Taking Isabelle by the arm Monique smirked and disappeared into the poolhouse, leaving Charles all by his lonesome...

 

[angelique127]

the party

Isabelle and her husband felt obligated to attend the party, although she knew Charles was somewhat reluctant. Marcus lived in a very nice suburban home and they even passed through a gatehouse before driving up the circular driveway. A well dressed gentlemen in a white shirt and bow tie immediately opened the car door for the misses allowing her to exit.

Welcome to Wonderland.

The couple were greeted at the door by a beautiful blonde hostess who introduced herself as Monique Derrick. She was very friendly and seemed to be waiting their arrival.

" Master Williams...we all call him Johnson...has been hoping you all would come. Why, he said you two were the guests of honor, and should be treated like royalty ! " Monique gushed, in best southern accent. " Now let me show you two folks out back, where everyone is at. "

They followed Monique outside where a large group of people were gathered, around a big in- ground pool. Several tents surrounded it offering shade, and one serviced a bar area along with another which contained a grill. The smell of barbeque floated through the air.

" Would you all like a drink ? We have anythang your all heart desires. " Monique offered.

Charles raised his eyebrows, seeming ill at ease. " Yes I'll have a bourbon and water please, and my wife will have a glass of wine.

" White or red ? " Monique asked.

" I prefer white, if I may. " Isabelle ordered.

" Excuse me. " the hostess said leaving the couple alone in the crowd, giving them a chance to look around at the crowd. Isabelle couldn't help but notice that their were alot of black males mixed with plenty of white females. Almost all of the ladies were gorgeous and wearing bikinis. Just then a jazz band started playing under a tent across the yard.Isabelle glanced at her husband who seemed out of his element. The very few white men all appeared to be busy cooking or tending bar. Some were strolling through the crowd carrying trays containing drinks or refreshments.

Monique returned with their drinks. " I do declare, I hope you brought along a little ol' bikini to this pool party. If you come with me to the pool house I'll show you were to change. Oh, and Charles we'll catch up with you later ! "

Taking Isabelle by the arm Monique smirked and disappeared into the poolhouse...

 

[makofin]

Marcus observed the arrival of the Andersons. His hostess was working her magic as usual, seperating the couple. Divide and conquer. Monique had brought in countless beautiful white wifes into the harem. He watched as they got drinks and headed to the poolhouse to change. Meanwhile Charles stood alone looking uncomfortable and ill at ease. By now he realized that he was one of the only white males not busy performing their duties while the black males socailized with the white females, all which were wearing bikinis.

Soon Isabelle and Monique emerged from the poolhouse. Both ladies were wearing bikinis and heels. Marcus was pleased to see his new conquest was dressed as he had directed. She looked sensational in the skimpy yellow bikini and it showed off her fantastic body as well as her long shapely legs.

Monique knowing just what was expected of her, led the lovely young blonde towards him.

 

[angelique127]

the impression

Isabelle was formally introduced to her hubby's partner, Marcus Johnson Williams by her new found friend Monique Derrick. She couldn't help but notice that his eyes boldly almost 'raped' her body. He did not try to hide it in the least. Thank God her husband wasn't there to witness it.

Otherwise he was rather charming. Like a snake charmer. The last time they had met, however briefly, Marcus had come across as God's gift to woman. So full of himself...

Isabelle soon found herself the center of attention. Several black males surrounded her, engaging her in conversation. Marcus remained close, watching her every move. For some reason this made Isabelle feel vurnable, almost naked, wearing only her tiny bikini. Why did her eyes keep glancing at his body, at his broad chest, huge biceps, thick neck, huge thighs and such. She hoped no one noticed. Nervous, Isabelle glanced around hoping to see her husband but he was no where to be found. How could he leave her all by her lonesome to fend for herself amongest all these black men...

Thankfully Monique, her new found friend was there. She knew everyone and helped Isabelle feel more at ease amongest all these strangers. Isabelle noticed that Monique was wearing a huge shiney diamond wedding ring on her finger.

" I hope you don't mind me being so nosy, but I can't help but notice your married, where is your husband ? "

" Believe it or not he is out front parking cars. You probably met him when you arrived. " Monique explained. The younger blonde wife looked confused. Monique smiled, " He volunteers since we live next door. Say, perhaps you would like to go out to lunch next week ? I know this fab little ol' establishment downtown. You will just love it. "

" Sounds lovely. " Isabelle accepted without hesitation, liking this woman. Maybe she could explain what was happening, why all the men that were black were socailizing with all the white ladies while the white guys seemed to be servicing the rest.

And where was her hubby ?

 

[makofin]

Marcus smiled as he watch Monique entice the young blonde wife to drink another glass of wine while they mingled. Soon he slipped away and casaully strolled towards the house, going to his office upstairs. Charles was already there with a bodyguard.

" I've had another chance to go over the books and their is alot of money missing or unaccounted for. It seems we have a thief working for us. " Marcus surmised.

Silence.

" "What are we going to do ? " Charles finally asked.

Marcus shrugged. " I will find out who it is. However, I must say your wife is stunning. She looks ravishing in that bikini."

Charles didn't respond but looked like he wished he was somewhere else.

Marcus went over and opened the desk drawer, taking out a book. " I want you to give this to your wife and suggest that she read it. " He handed Charles a thin book, who read the cover. ' The New Brides Guide To Training Her Husband ' . His expression was of complete confusion.

" What's this? "

" A book, fool. It explains how easy it is for a wife to control her husband, making him serve her every desire. An awakening of sorts. "

Charles frowned but dared not say a word.

" Listen I need you to go up to Charleston and check out this club next week. Jamaal will go with you. " Marcus ordered, nodding at his bodyguard.

" For what ? " his partner inquired, not all that agreeable.

" Because I want you to observe how well run this place is. They are making a big profit, you understand me. "

" Can't you send somebody else ? " Charles asked.

" You're lucky I still trust you. Git up there and do what you are told bitch ! "

 

[angelique127]

Later on the drive home Charles was silent. Isabelle knew he was upset about something but he would not speak and kept his eyes on the road.

" Oh sugar...don't be angry with me...I'm sorry if I did something to upset you. '' she pouted, still alittle tipsy. Perhaps she had drank too many glasses of wine.

" You just had to wear that...that bikini and be the center of attention ! " he finally broke the silence.

" Oh darling...I thought you liked me to wear it. You said it drives you wild. " Isabelle protested.

" And everyone else too ! You looked like a common slut parading around half naked in front of all those men. ''

"Why ...I can't believe you even think that ! " she was shocked. Isabelle refused to start crying, even if she felt emotional. No matter what she did she couldn't never seem to please her hubby...



In bed hours afterward, Charles said he was sorry. At first she ignored him, pretending to be interested in her steamy novel. Actually she couldn't help but think of all those big muscled black men at the party. Especailly her husband's partner, Marcus and the way he had undressed her with his eyes ! She did her best to try to concentrate on her book but her thoughts kept remembering the big black hunk with the smouldering eyes.

Her hubby slipped under the silk sheets wearing his pajamas. Isabelle felt his fingers trace the skin of her upper thigh. She ignored him but was distracted. His hand moved upward...

" What do you think you are doing ? I thought you were mad at me . "

Charles slipped a finger underneath her panties.

" Please don't " she whimpered, but parting her legs to give him better access. This only encouraged him and he kissed her nipples through her sheer nightgown. Isabelle moaned...

His lips and tongue teased her nipples making them both stiffen while his fingers explored her pussy. " Oh honey ...I didn't mean to make you angry by wearing my bikini to the party...can you forgive your wife for being so naughty ? "

Charles groaned his erect penis brushing against her creamy thigh.

" Promise you won't get mad at me..." she whispered.

" I promise...I won't get mad. "

" You shouldn't have left me alone with all those big black men. Some of them wanted to ...well you can imagine...what they wanted to do to your little ol' wife ! "

" What did they say ? "

" Ohhhh....I can't repeat it...it was so wicked ! " she insisted pulling her hubby's face down to her slick pussy, forcing him to use his mouth on her.

" Tell me what they said. " Charles begged, seeming to be in agony. He almost tore off her silky panties, wanting them out of the way.

" I can't, I don't want you to be mad. Unless you promise ...not too. " Isabelle whimpered.

" Tell me ! "

" Oh God ...honey...eat my pussy ! I'm so wet..." In a frenzy she grinded her hot cunt up and down on her husband's face. " " Okay I'll tell you...your partner...Marcus...the one with the big muscles...and the big bulge...said he was hung like a horse, and if I ever wanted...he would fuck me silly ! "

Isabelle screamed, gushing, the orgasm racking her whole body...

 

[makofin]

Marcus dailed the Anderson residence. When Charles finally got on the line, he was told to go to the sauna at four o'clock. Marcus also told him to bring a pair of Isabella's worn panties. Charles was perplexed and asked why. The black bull told him to just do what he was told and never question him again.

4:02 PM

The obediant partner entered the steamy sauna, a towel wrapped around his skinny waist and meekly sat down on the bench across from Marcus.

" Did you bring em ? "

Charles nodded, handing the baggie with his wife's soiled panties inside over to his partner. He did his best not to sneak a peek at the powerful black mans huge cock.

" I don't care if you look at it. Someday your pretty little blonde wife is going to be on her knees worshipping my dick with her mouth."

When Charles didn't respond Marcus continued to taunt him, " Thats what I like about you white wimps. You don't dare defend your women. Not to mention that if it wasn't for little dick motherfuckers like you, us men with big cocks couldn't steal your wives or girlfriends away. Not all men are created equal huh ? "

The white husband only lowered his head in shame, refusing to meet his betters eyes.

" It's like I tol' you, woman want a man who can protect them and make them feel like a female. Not some whiney wimp. It's the law of the jungle and only the strong survive. The survival of the fittest, you know what I mean ? "

Charles nodded, wishing this wasn't happening.

" Oh and by the way, did you give your wife that book ? " Marus asked.

" Yes. "

" Yes. Yes what. "

" Yes sir. " Charles corrected.

 

[angelique127]

Monique Derrick called during the week and asked if Isabelle would like to go out to lunch tomorrow. She accepted, of course, pleased to have found a new friend. Growing up Isabelle didn't have many friends, most being petty and jealous of her beauty. Monique also asked her if Charles had given her a certain book after the party on the weekend. She confirmed that he did but that she had put it aside not having a chance to read it yet. Monique suggested that she do so and perhaps maybe they could discuss it tommorrow.

With Charles at the office she decided to relax beside the pool and start the book. Perplexed at the title ' A New Brides Guide To Traing Her Husband' she nevertheless thought it rather interesting title. Thankfully it wasn't very thick...

Isabelle found the text somewhat graphic and a few of the pictures almost pornographic. The first one depicted a big, shiney muscled black man and a gorgeous half naked blonde. The photo reminded her of Marcus, her husbands partner. Curious she thumbed ahead to see if there were any more pictures. When she saw them, Isabelle was shocked at how racy they were and almost stopped looking ! But only for a moment...after all she was an adult...

Promising herself to begin reading instead of gawking at the pics, she started the first chapter. Before getting very far Isabelle realized that besides being interesting it was also 'arousing'. The more she read about women learning to control their husbands, making them become completely devoted to their wives, the hotter she became. Soon her nipples stiffened, pressing against the thin materail of her bikini. Unable to resist Isabelle allowed her middle finger to trace softly around her nipple. It wasn't long before the young wife felt a tingling between her legs as she grew hotter...

 

[makofin]

Monique knelt before her black master using her wicked tongue on his massive hard cock.

" That's it baby, worship my dick. " Marcus hissed. She gazed up at him with adoring eyes, loving every minute of it.

The stud enjoyed her mouth for several moments. " What did you two talk about at lunch today ? Did it go as planned ? "

" Mmmmm, I think she will be ready soon." Monique answered, pausing, " I told her of ALL of the benefits for having a black lover, I mean master. "

Marcus did not ask for more details, knowing Monique was an expert at procuring white married females for him and his friends. They had no idea they were even being brainwashed. He closed his eyes, feeling his cock throb as his married white slut attempted to deep throat his huge member and tickle the sensitive knub underneath. To make it better Marcus imagined both of the blondes on their knees, sharing their duties, like good little sluts. He grabbed Monique by the hair, forcing her face downward, making her go deeper still.

The phone rang on the desk. Frowning he answered, " What ? "

Steven Derrick's whiney voice timidly asked if his wife was there. He said it was urgent.

" Yeah, but she's real busy right now. What do you want her for ? "

Steven said that he just needed to speak with his wife.

" Like I said, she's busy sucking my dick. And damn boy, she is really talented. Your beautiful wife gits alot of practice servicing black dick. " Marcus taunted, loving to humilitate her white husband. " Say hi to your wimpy husband Monique. " Marcus held the phone down to his crotch so the man could her his wife slurping on his cock.

" Hey boy, did you finish detailing my car ? " Marcus asked.

" Yes s-s- sir . " Steve stammered.

" You better have done a good job. I'm gonna inspect it. Ahhhhh, baby, I'm gonna cum ! You better swallow every drop girl ! " Marcus disconnected and gritted his teeth as his big cock twitched and then exploded.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle found her little ol' lunch date with her newfound friend, Monique most interesting. Needless to say the young blonde wife was somewhat shocked at first by Monique's lifestyle, until she explained the benefits. She admitted that she liked how easy her husband Steve was to control, how he did all the housework while she played by the pool with her black stud. If anything her husband was even more devoted to her than when they first married. Besides Monique now got to enjoy a real dominate man who had a big wonderful cock, twice the size of her hubbies. And once all the attached ladies in the area experienced the pleasures of having a black male attend to their wishes, they begged to join the secret club. Of course their was one rule, the women had to be attractive and white.

Monique didn't press the issue any further, although she could tell Isabelle was intriged. She asked her if she had read any of the 'guide' yet and Isabelle blushed. " It is rather...rather erotic in a way. "

The older lady agreed and changed the topic, discussing the latest fashions. Soon they decided to visit a boutique after lunch and do alittle shopping.

For Isabelle shopping was one of her favorite past times. She was graced with a nice body and did like showing it off in naughty lingerie and tiny skimpy bikini's. She has always been a bit of a tease...

 

[makofin]

By now Charles knew the drill. He had been summoned once again by Marcus to the sauna for another meeting. With each piece of clothing he took off Charles felt more vurnable, full of dread at the prospect of facing the big black stud naked. The guy had huge muscles, not to mention a huge cock hanging down almost to his knee while he could only boast a mere ffive inches.Wrapping a towel around his skinny waist he entered the steamy room, wondering what Marcus would demand from him this time. Perhaps another pair of his wife's scented panties. Or worse.

"Your late. " Marcus grunted.

" I'm sorry sir. " Charles apologized meekly. Glancing at the black bull he noticed he was naked, he quickly adverted his eyes.

Marcus laughed deeply, "Why do you keep staring at my dick, boy ? I bet you wish you had one as big as this. " The bull reached down and shook it. " Too bad you white boys ain't got enough to please a woman. "

Charles sat silent gazing at the floor.

" We're having another party this weekend. You will be there with your beautiful wife. I think she enjoyed herself last time don't you ? "

Charles wanted to make an excuse but knew better. " Yes we both enjoyed ourselves. "

" Good, then you won't mind you watching this video together. " Marcus handed him a tape.

" What kind of video ? My wife does not watch porn. " Charles objected.

" She is kind of classy. But think of this as an art film. Once she starts watching it she won't be able stop. If she doesn't agree, the I want you to get caught in the act and she will want to see what you are watching. Trust me once your wife starts observing she will be addicted. " Marcus grinned.