Our New Neighbor Is A Bully

[angelique127]

Isabelle Anderson a young { 27 yoa } beautiful married blonde, { 36-25-34 } living in an exclusive gated community...

I will never forget the first time I saw him. My husband and I were were attending a barbeque on the 4th of July weekend at our community pool wiith several other couples from the neighborhood. We often got together on the weekends in the summer when our husbands were off from work. Most of us were middle aged, successful white collar and rather wealthy and I, like most of the other wives, did not have a career at the time since we didnt need the income. This gave me time to think about what I wanted to do in the future or pursue my dream of being an actress. I put my career on hold when I got married two years ago, besides most of the roles that I was offered were in porn. That was something I would never even consider doing no matter what. I did do some lingerie modeling for a little while but it didn't really inspire me. In the meantime I was content to volunteer at the local charity, go shopping and have lunch with the girls. Yes and I like to be pampered and have my hair and nails done at the beauty palor, I guess I am a model trophy wife. I don't mind being spoiled and entitled !

So where was I ? Oh yes, we were down at the pool, enjoying drinks and good food, engaging in conversation and light gossip. It was such a beautiful day and not too hot for this time of year in Georgia. I do declare, it is usually so unbearably hot this time of year. Now mind you, we take pride in our save, wealthy upscale neighborhood and the fact that is almost all white, even though lately there has been a surge of minorities and an influx of new arrivals from Africa and the middle east. Out in the suburbs they now have several mosques and whats worse crime has risen everywhere, even in the safer neighborhoods. Car jackings and assaults are quite common, my poor hubby was robbed at gunpoint recently downtown. Whats a decent person to do ?

Forgive me, I keep getting off the subject. So while we are all sitting there, sipping cocktails here comes this big black man in a speedo entering the pool area. To say the least he was very muscular and had an angry expression on his rather handsome face. Following behind him was our friend, Sasha, a pretty blonde was married and wore a skimpy bikini which left little to the imagination and carried a beach bag and towels. Her husband Davis was no where to be seen. Everyone assumed they were at the beach house in New Egland somewhere for the summer. As the couple made their grand entrance all conversation ceased as everyone could only stare. You could have heard a pin drop...

" There goes the neighborhood. " Stan, the husband of my best friend, Claire, whispered loud enough for us to hear. I think what caught everyones attention besides his fine phyysique, was the very large bulge he was sporting in his speedo.

" Oh my..." Teresa exclaimed.

All eyes were upon him and her as he strutted towards a lounge chair. Sasha quickly took a towel and placed it on chair before he sat down before taking a plush pillow out of the bag and kneeling on it at his feet in total submission. Next she started massaging his feet while staring up at him with puppy dog eyes.

" Is she wearing a collar ? " Claire asked.

" Yes...can you believe it ? " I asked. Believe me they caused quite a stir. Suddenly I was thirsty and had a hot flash, " Honey would you please pour me another glass of wine ? "

Slowly everyone recovered from the shock and things got somewhat back to normal, except for us wives sneaking occasional glances at the handsome black stud across the pool. No one knew who he was or what he was doing with a married friend of ours. Meanwhile I over heard our husbands wondering the same thing and wanting to get rid this bold black stranger and remove him from the premises. Of course no one had the nerve to confront him about his scandalous behavior. Instead we just sat there and watched as Sasha massaged his feet until he got up and waded into the pool. It seemed the stud posed for us for a moment up before diving in and swimming several laps back and forth the length of the whole pool. I heard the click of Claires cell phone taking a picture of him as he walked up the steps and exited. Sasha was waiting for him with a towel to dry him off. But the show wasn't over yet, he got a call on his cell phone and soon strutted over to our side while he paced back and forth in front of us. His bulge seemed even bigger now while the wet materail clung to the outline of his big cock. It was apparent by his thick accent that he was a foreigner from a diffent country, probably a recent arrival from Africa...he seemed to ignore us, not acknowledging us in anyway.

" Maybe someone should invite them to join us and have a burger ? We have plenty ! "" Teresa suggested. No one volunteered.

" He probably doesn't eat meat. " my husband quipped.

" How can you have a body like that and not eat meat ? " Angelique teased.

I swore I felt butterflies and blushed when all of a sudden, he looked directly at me and smiled . I quickly looked away hoping my husband Carl didn't notice...

 

[makofin]

Darious Black born as Akello Ejau, recent immigrant from Nigeria to the USA who converted to Islam.

To me the United States is the best country in the world. I was born in Uganda but moved to Great Briton when I was sixteen. My father was a diplomat and I was educated there. I learned the english language and excelled at sports although boxing was my passion, along with fucking white females. My father claimed to bed over thirty white females most of them married. He taught me to appreciate white pussy. It was very easy to seduce the white girls if you were black and a reputation for having a big cock. The black alpha males were more aggressive than their passive white counterparts. Because I spent alot of time working out on a speed bag at the gym and lifting weights I was soon weighed in at two hundred and fifty pounds of solid muscle. By time I was eighteen I was undeated in the ring and never lost a fight. I had a harum of females at a private club for white females and black males only who worshipped the ground I walked on. No white bois allowed. At nineteen I ruled the streets of my slum, a no go zone in London. No one dared to fuck with me white or black. By twenty one I was indicted for extortion and assault and faced several years in prison. My father had connections and managed to get me a visa to the United States with a new start in life. The chance of being deported when I overstayed my visa was slim to none unless I got in trouble. I first immigrated to Baltimore but soon moved to Savannah Georgia. It was a small big city and the demigraphics were changing as more people of the muslim faith emmigated there. At first I shared a one bedroom apartment with several other new arrivals but I am ambitious and had funds provided by my father. Within a few weeks I met a married woman at a new club downtown that catered to muslims. Sasha was a rich blonde who was on the prowl for some big black cock. I gave her countless orgasms that night that she could never forget and before long I convinced her to cuckold her husband. Sasha bought me expensive custom suits, money and gifts. Before long I was living in her expensive townhouse after I made her husband invest in my new gym I was planning to buy. She left her husband and moved in with me. Saha was submissive and obediant and did everything that was she told like a good white fuck toy. It was common knowledge among black men that white women make the best slaves and pets. They are easy to groom and are more feminine once you bring out their submissive side. Not to mention their white husbands are weak and afraid to challenge you. Most make good little cucks.

After spending time at the pool I realize I have a new playground that I can easily exploit and take advantage of. There are several beautiful wives to pick from.

 

[angelique127]

We all tried to go about our business after witnessing the humilation of our friend and neighbor being treated that way in public. This brute had total control of Sasha but she didn't seem to mind in the least. Not once did she glance in our direction, keeping her eyes soley focused on him. Sasha rubbed lotion on his body, even fed him pieces of fruit with her fingers when she wasn't busy massaging his feet. Meanwhile he just sat there like a king or her master.

" I thought this pool was for members only ! " Stan said.

" It is but there is no one to enforce it. " Angelique whispered. " And perhaps he is just her guest. "

" Where is Davis ? I can't believe he is letting his wife be treated like this ! " Stan stated.

From a distance Sasha looked haggared. Her makeup was a mess, her hair tangled and looked like it hadn't been brushed lately and she was a woman who always cared about her appearance and would never go out in public like that ! For some reason I and couldn't eat anything not even my famous potatoe salad I made for the occasion. Claire, who was sitting next to me, seemed to lost her appetite also.

" Did you take a picture of him on your phone while he was in the pool ? " I asked her, keeping my voice down so not to be overheard.

" Yes, I did. " She admitted looking a little embarrassed.

" Would you mind sending it to my phone ? Oh by the way don't tell anyone. "

" Don't worry it will be our little secret. " Claire said, clicking the send button. " Oh my isn't he just a hunk ? All those big muscles...and that bulge !!! "

" Have you ever been with a black man ? " I inquired

" No never...my daddy would have disowned me ! Not that I didn't have some opportunities back in high school. There was this one black boy who was on the football team...I think he was with every popular pretty white girl and cheerleader in the school. "The rumor was he was hung like a horse and knew how to use it ! "

I could relate, my daddy would never permit me to date or go out with a black boy either. Because I was pretty and a cheerleader I was often approached by the aggressive black males. After a couple of hours by the pool, the black muscled brute took a chain out of the beach bag and attached it to Sasha collar. We just stared while Sasha gatered up everything and obediantly followed him back to her townhouse. The show was over, at least for now...

Secretly I hoped he would re appear later. For now he remained a mystery.

 

[makofin]

There is no place better on earth than the country of the United States. Where else could a person of color come from a different country and live in a six fiqure townhouse with a beautiful fuck maid who obeyed your every wish. So far Sasha's generous husband has invested [ legally ] in my gym and fitness center. After a few more 'investments' I should be able to open. But thats in the future, I am in no hurry, for now I just enjoy all the benefits this place to offer. Everyday I wake up to breakfast in bed, served by my married fuck toy. Afterwards it is time for my first blowjob of the busy day. Each time she gets better and more experienced. Soon I may invite my friends over, also new arrivals, to show off my white slut or slave, if you prefer. Then I go to the gym, next to the pool and workout. It is not very big but it meets my needs. Besides the weights there is a speed bag and a heavy punching bag. This keeps me in shape as I prepare for the amateur boxing circuit. I have fought in Uganda, Briton and now in the USA and I am undefeated.

I know the rich white snobs do not welcome me to their wealthy neighborhood but I do not care. They are afraid of me. Soon they will show their respect and grovel at my feet lol !

 

[angelique127]

Carl continued to voice his disapproval and swore to have this guy evicted once we got home from the pool party that evening. I warned him that it might not be a good idea to make a scene since this black guy was very muscular and big and he did not look very friendly. It was not like Carl to express such a dislike for anyone, he was usually so easy going and passive, avoiding confrontation, although he once told me that he boxed when he did a brief stint in the marines and won the majority of his matches. We decided to go to bed early since Carl had to work early, the three day holiday weekend had went by so quickly. I hoped that he wasn't too tired because I felt a little horny for some reason tonight and wanted to fool around before we went to sleep ! I took a quick shower and put on my husbands favorite frilly sheer nightgown with matching panties that left little to the imagination. Carl who was lying in bed playing on his phone, immediately put it down and gave me his undivided attention as I hoped he would do.

" How do I look darling ? " I asked, posing for him.

" Like a centerfold ! "

" Well I'm not the girl next door...I was hoping that your answer would be 'good enough to eat.' " I giggled, as I approached the bed and bent over and kissed him. Carl offered no resistance when I climbed on the bed and straddled his hips. We continued our kiss untl I moved up and mounted mounted his face, my panty covered cunt inches away from his mouth and nose...Carl inhaled my musky fragrance and moaned, knowing what was coming next. This wasn't the first time I smothered my husband and rode his face which usually ended in an intense orgasm on my part ! Pulling my sheer panties aside I lowered my pussy onto his nose and mouth and began to grind my cunt back and forth on his helpless but willing mug. After a few minutes of ectasy I pulled up the photo that my thoughtful friend took at the pool of the chiseled black stud with the considerable bulge in his speedo...

" Oh my God baby...eat my pussy...it feels so good ! " I pleaded and within seconds my whole body shuttered and I gushed all over poor Carl's face ! He didn't seem to mind too much and lapped up all my juices.

Finally I recovered and moved next to him. I discovered his five incher when erect was hard as I knew it would be. I stroked it and it didn'ttake long before Carl was begging to put it in my cunt.

" Now baby we both know what will happen if I let you put your little stiffy in my pussy ! You will only last a minute and make a little messy ! "

" No honey please, I promise I won't..." Carl begged.

I giggled, " That's what you always say silly...and then you have an accident. Maybe tomorrow..." How I loved to hear him beg ! I continued to stroke his penis and felt it start to throb in my hand while he thrust up and down. It didn't take long before Carl erupted in my hand.

" Now be a good hubby and clean up the mess you made ! " I held up my hand so he could lick his cum off of my fingers. At first Carl didn't really like the taste of his own cum but he learned that if didn't do as told he wasn't going to get a reward. In other words no pussy...contented I soon fell into a blissful sleep !

 

[makofin]

This certain blonde catches my eye. Almost everyday during the week she is down at the pool in her bikini with her friends. I know she is married but that does little to detour me, I enjoy a challedge. I have seen her husband and he is a wimp, just like the other white boys in the neighborhood. I have started a routine, in the morning I workout on the speed bag and punching bag, lift weights and then go to the pool and swim several laps. Sometimes I bring my married slut but most of the time I leave her home to cook and clean. As long as the white bitch does what she is told I don't have to punish her. I like to insert a butte plug up her tight asshole while she vacuums the carpet topless in a mini skirt and heels. I always send pictures on the phone to her worthless husband, usually of her sucking my cock. If I get bored I sometimes invite my friends over from the refugee center and make her pose for us spreading her legs and play with her pussy. I like to show off my obediant white slut to everyone.

I am pounding the heavy punching bag, covered in sweat when out of the corner of my eye I notice two of the wives from the neighborhood standing in the doorway watching me work out. I recognise the pretty brunette and the gorgeous blonde. I stop what I am doing.

" Hey ladies ! "

" Oh don't let us interrupt you " the brunette said. " We were just observing you working out and was wondering if you would like a bottle of cold water. "

" Thanks " I said taking the frosted plastic bottle and drinking it down in one gulp, some of the cold liquid running down my sweaty chest. I know who they are ! The pretty blonde is married to the white boi who is trying to have me evicted from the premises, but that isn't going to happen anytime soon.

" If you ever get thirsty there is always bottled water at the tiki bar beside the pool ! " the brunette said.

" That's nice to know ! " I say. Hey do you know anybody that would like to spar with me ? I need to get ready for my next match ! "

They both look at each other, " Didn't your husband used to box when he was in the army ? " the brunette asks her blonde friend.

" Yes, he was undefeated. "

I clear my throat, " Are you serious ? Isn't he that skinny wimp with the blonde hair ? " I did not bring up the fact that I knew he was.

The blonde nodded. I don't think she liked me referring to her husband like that.

" What time does he get home from work ? "

" Oh around five thirty if he don't get caught in traffic. " she answered.

" Tell him I'm coming over and talk with him ! " I went back to the heavy punching bag, hitting it like it was that skinny white boy. I was gonna teach him a lesson.

 

[angelique127]

I haven't been totally honest with Claire, when she asked me if I ever been with a black guy. I denied it but that isn't the truth. In my senior year of high school I had a brief 'fling' with a black student. He transferred to our almost all white high school the year before to play on the football and basketball teams. At the time I was very popular and a cheerleader and the homecoming queen. I went out with Brandon who was the star quarterback at least until Tyrus came along. That year they changed the zoning laws the our county of Georgia and our school was forced to admit more minority students. Suddenly half our sports teams were full of black students in Savannah. These black guys were very aggressive and soon were going out with alot of white girls. It seemed everything changed overnight although if my daddy ever caught me going out with a black boy or even being around one I would have been disowned and my mustang taken away. Everything was fine until my boyfriend Brandon was benched in favor of Tyrus who was better than him. This caused alot of tension between the white players and black players. Nevertheless our school was undefeated after Tyrus took over and he was a legend in the making. Every friday night after the game we would celebrate the win by having a party at someones home. There was a keg and bottles of booze and such and everyone would get intoxicated. Of course there was pot and other substances going around but I didn't partake. Anyway Branden and I attended.. I got all dressed up in a short pink tight minidress and heels. Unfortunately Brandon get drunk and started mouthing off to Tyrus calling him the N word and they got into a big fight. I don't think my boyfriend got a punch in and Tyrus broke his nose. Brandan went down and had to be helped up by his friends. I went to rush off with my boyfriend when Tyrus grabbed my arm..." Hey where are you goin' "

" I'm going to see if my boyfriend is alright, if you don't mind ! " I told him feeling angry and upset.

He smirked, " No your not, white bitch, you are coming with me ! "

" Excuse me ? " I said indignant but actually I was very frightened of him.

" You heard what I said ! " Tyrus dragged me by the arm into his house and into his bedroom and slammed the door shut.

Once inside the privacy of his room he pushed my down on my knees. " Suck it bitch ! "

I immediately pulled down his sweat pants and exposed the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life ! I gasped in surprise, it was twice as big as my boyfriends !

" What you waitin for ? Start sucking it, you rich white bitch ! Do as you're told ! " he demanded.

No one had ever talked to me like that or treated me this way ! He made me do things I never imagine before like sucking his balls and licking his asshole.Tyrus grabbed me by my long blonde hair and made me deep throat his cock. I couln't help but gag as the tears flowed down my cheeks ruining my make up ! But Tyrus could not care less, he just continued to fuck my mouth... I was his slut now, to do anything he asked of me ! I felt his hard cock twitch and throb before he shot his massive load down my throat and all over my pretty face. I did my best to swallow every last drop but it was impossible. It didn't take long for him to get hard again and then made me mount his big black cock while he sat in the chair and fuck me until I creamed all over his wonderful dick. Tyrone would take me from behind if he wanted and even shared me with his black teammates, making me give blowjobs to whoever he told me too ! Every day after school I would go to his house and let him fuck me and give him blowjobs. I simply craved black cock and like being degraded and humiliated. None of the white guys would even talk to me unless they called me names like, well I am not even going to repeat them, you can imagine. My girlfriends wanted nothing to do with me anymore. This lasted about three weeks until a very pretty french exchange student transferred to our school. Everyone loved her accent, including Tyrus and he soon dumped me for her. I was so jealous and heartbroken. Up until now no guy had ever broken up with me, I always broke up with them first ! My reputation was ruined, thank god it was my senior year or I might have to transfer to another school where no one knew me. I did my best to forget about Tyrus and put it all behind me. But to this day if I am around or close a handsome black man I can't help but fantasize him !

I have a feeling Claire and the other wifes in the neighborhood felt the same way as I did...

 

[makofin]

Every day these white bitches be sitting around the pool in their bikinis just waiting for me to finish my workout and swim a few laps in the pool. I didn't bother to take Sasha down and show her off in public anymore, not because of some punk ass white husbands who tried to get me kicked out of their neighborhood but because she was pregnant and I decided to send her back to her husband. I was going to find me a new woman. I was focused on the blonde, I think her name was Isabelle. Anyway her husband was the big mouth punk ringleader who was responsible for trying to get me kicked out. His wife and her friend bragged about how he was a boxer and never lost a fight while he was in the marines or some shit back in the day. I seriously doubted that, he couldn't weigh more than a buck fifty and was a featherweight at best. Just another white collar office wanne be pretending to be a tough guy trying to impress his trophy wife.

I had milked Saha's husband for all he was worth, even getting their townhouse signed over into my name. It was time to take advantage of some other weak white boi. I destroyed the speed bag in a furious frenzy of hard punches, needing a spar partner to help get me ready for my next match. And that lying white boy had no choice in the matter ! Finishing my workout I took a quick shower and walked over to the the Anderson's town home and rang the doorbell.

Isabelle opened the door and seemed surprised to see me standing there.

" Is your husband at home from work ? "

 

[angelique127]

I was just preparing dinner when I heard a loud knocking on the door. I was certainly surprised when I opened the door and saw Darius there in nothing but his speedo. Well truthfully that is the only thing we ladies ever saw him wear. It was the highlight of our day to watch him strut around the pool talking on his phone, showing off that impressive bulge. It looked even bigger close up and I tried not to stare.

He asked if my husband was home from work yet and all of a sudden I felt anxious. While Darius was very popular with the wives of our community, our husbands were not so thrilled with him. What did he want with Carl ?

" Y-y-yes...please come in ! "

Darius entered and I noticed he had a scowl on his face, which didn't seemed to be a good sign.

" Carl, someone is here to see you ! " I shouted loud enough for him to hear. " May I offer you something to drink ? "

He smiled slightly at me and shook his head no.

" Would you like to sit down ? " I asked politely, trying to hide my nervousness. I didn't like the way he was clenching his fists...

 

[makofin]

I was getting impatient waiting for the fool. His wife, who I knew from the pool, invited me to sit down but I wasn't here for no social call.

" No thank you. "

Finally the white punk came out from his bedroom, looking sheepish and afraid.

" Yes how can I help you ? "

" Yeah your wife told me you used to box before and was undeafeated. I need me a sparring partnerto help me get ready for my next match. "

" Oh yes back when I did a stint in the marines. That was ah ah several years ago. I'm afraid I am out of shape now !" He made an excuse.

" What I wanna know is how can a skinny white boy like you went undefeated ? You meet me in the gym in about an hour and prove it. "

" Tonight ? I don't have any boxing gloves or anything. " he said, trying to blow me off.

" Don't worry I have a pair for you to use. " I told him, " Unless you are a pussy. "

" Well you, you are really out of my weight class, I think. "

"So what ? I'll tell you what, I won't hit you in the head, only give you bodyshots. Meet me at the gym bitch and don't make me come looking for you ! You understand me ? " I warned him.

 

[angelique127]

I couldn't believe what just happened ! Darius had just entered our house and demanded that my hubby meet him at the gym in an hour to spar with him. It was all my fault, if I hadn't mentioned that Carl boxed in the marines during his brief stint there, none of this would have happened !

" Oh my God what am I going to do ? I haven't boxed in years, and I'm out of shape. Did you see how big that guy is ? " Carl panicked, pacing back and forth.

All I knew if my husband went over there and confronted the big brute things wouldn't end well for him despite Carl going undefeated when he was in the service. " Maybe you just just try to reason with him honey, tell him you don't want to fight him. "

" No, that won't work...I'll try to last a couple of rounds with him and then he'll forget about the whole thing. Hopefully. "

" Oh baby, I just don't want you to get hurt...forget about your silly pride ! " I urged, knowing there was no way my husband could talk his way out of this. I poured him a shot of whiskey to help calm his nerves. I wished there was something else I could do, since I caused this.

The hour went by rather quickly and Carl seemed calmer and ready to resolve this...I kissed him and wished him luck, he was going to need it.

" It's only sparring a few rounds, it's not like a real match or anything. " Carl said trying to convince himself but I knew deep down inside he was afraid. And I couldn't blame him.

I waited a few minutes and slipped into a pair of tight yoga pants and sneakers and went over to the gym, hoping no one would see me watching...

 

[makofin]

I didn't think the punk ass would show up. I was working out on the speed bag when the white boi showed up.

" Put those gloves on white boy and let's see what you got. " I dared him. " So your wife sez you is undefeated. How many black guys have you knocked out ? "

He didn't answer me aqnd just ignored the question. Carl took his time putting on the gloves and lacing them up, avoiding the inevitable.

" C'mon sucka, hurry up before I start without you. " I threatened throwing punches in the air, eager to get on with it. Finally the little bitch was ready to spar. He approached me and took a swing and I ducked out of the way before delivering two hard punches to his ribs. He went down immediately gasping for air like a fish and covering his ribs.

" Is that all you got ? " I sneered, hoping the match wasn't over before it began. Carl struggled to stand up, his knees unsteady. This time when I came at him he put his arms across his heed in an attempt to protect himself and backed away out of reach. " ENOUGH, I've had enough ! Please stop ! " he begged. Unfortunately for him I was just getting started. With a flurry of sudden powerful swings I nailed him against the wall until he groaned and went down and collasped like a little bitch. " No more, please don't hurt me ! " he cried like a sissy, rolling on the mat in agony, holding his bruised ribs, trying to catch his breath.

Sweat was rolling off my body from the short workout and I spit next to him in disgust. This white boy didn't even put up a fight. I trained girls tougher than him.

" You clean this place up, you hear and be back here tomorrow at six. You'z gonna be my sparring partner from now on until I tellz you different. " I threatened. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his pretty wife looking through the window watching her husbands beat down.

" It's about time you white boyz learned some respect, you know what I'm saying ? " I said, putting my bare foot on top of his face, making him kiss it in submission.

 

[angelique127]

Later on, I had to admit that maybe I shouldn't have went over there and witnessed the total humilation of my husband. I would never be able to look at Carl in the same way ever again. Not as a strong capable male who could defend me. This black brute had moved into our community and had taken over. All of our husbands were afraid of him while the wives were fantasizing about him. We all were guilty of sharing photos of him on our phones.

Anyway Carl didn't have a clue that I saw what happened to him when he came home that evening. Darius had spared my hubby's face but had bruised his ribcage. Carl pretended that he wasn't in any pain but I knew better. I helped him in the shower hoping it would make him feel better. Afterwards I tucked him in bed since he had to get up early for work in the morning.

" Is there anything I can get for you honey ? " I asked.

" No i'm fine, I just need some sleep. My ribs are pretty sore from the sparring match. "

" Well I just hope you won't be 'sparring' with him again anytime soon ! " I said kissing him on the cheek and turning out the light...

 

[makofin]

Damn I was rolling in the dough, thanks to Sasha and her fool husband. They sold me the townhouse, and a brand new Corvette for under a thousand dollars and invested over twenty thousand in my gym that I was planning to open. And it all was perfectly legal. Not bad for a poor black man from Africa who just immigrated here with not a dollar to my name. I had a few more prospects in the making in more ways than one. I was going to make an example of this Carl wimp in front of the whole neighborhood and he was going to invest in my scheme also, and so was the other well off white couples around here. I might even start my own reparations fund. That's the thing about these white liberals they are guilt ridden about their past and want to make amends for their sins to the black race. Easy money. And then the women, especially the married ones, are not getting what they need at home. Sorry suckas it isn't very hard to get a white female addicted to big black cock in this day and age. As a matter of fact I got my sights on two married females at the moment since I sent home Sasha when she got knocked up. One is named a blonde named Isabelle and the other is her good friend Clare. I gave Isabelle's husband his first beat down last night while she watched through a window. The skinny mofo went behind my back to the city council and tried to get me kicked out of their lilly white community. If that ain't discrimination I don't know what is.

So I goes to the pool today after my workout and all those married females are there sitting around in their bikinis, without their lame husbands and sipping cocktails. " Hi Darius ! " they greet me, happy to see me in my speedo. I don't mind showing my bulge off as I prance back and forth talking on my phone. I bet everyone of those white bitches is dreaming about having my big black cock in their pussies. I disconnect my phone connection and dive in the water and swim a few laps. It is good exercise that helps keep me in shape and gives me a chance to show off my muscles to the ladies.

" Hey tell your husband not to be late for our workout. " I say to the pretty blonde wife when I get out of the pool dripping wet.

 

[angelique127]

The wives were all watching Darius swim and probably fantasizing about him. To be honest I know I was especailly after I observed him giving poor Carl a beatdown in the gym. When he was finished his swim and was air drying he said to tell my husband not to be late for their workout. Clare and the other wives looked confused and stared at me, wanting to know what was going on. I explained that my husband, Carl had sparred with Darius last night and they all looked at me as if I was crazy.

" Your skinny husband sparred with HIM ? "

" You're joking ? "

" No I'm not joking. Actually it was pretty sad and embarassing...Darius was totally brutal and Carl didn't stand a chance against him. He's so big and muscular ! My hubby pleaded for him not to hurt him. " I explained what I had witnessed.

" Oh my...the poor thing ! " Julie said.

" Yes for some reason Darius is making an example out of my husband. Why Carl could barely walk and go into the office today, his ribs were so sore and bruised ! " I said, feeling sorry for him when he finds out that he is expected to workout again this evening.

" I know Jeff is deathly afraid of Darius too ! " Clare confessed.

" Jeff is also afraid to be around him and don't want me to be here at the pool wearing my bikini. " Gina informed us, " He says the guy is very dangerous. "

" Well, the show is over for the day ladies, I better go home and prepare dinner. Carl will be home soon. " slipping into my heels and grabbing my things.

Making dinner I thought about appealing to Darius, hoping he would understand and not continue to bully my poor hubby...

 

[makofin]

" You're late. " I said pounding my boxing gloves together in anger.

" I'm sorry, I had to work late. I was hoping that we could postpone this until tomorrow ! " the coward said.

" No way motherfucker. What do you think this is a picnic ? "

" No my ribs are really hurting. "

I laughed at the wimp. " Like I give a shit. Put on the gloves and get ready boy. You is my punching bag ! "

The white boy looked like he was about to cry. " Hurry up, I aint got all day ! " I slammed the punching bag while I waited.

Carl finally put the pink gloves on and looked at me with fear in his eyes. He knew his beat down was coming. Too bad his wife wasn't around to watch. To his credit he didn't cower but stood his ground until I battered his ribs and he folded to his knees. " Oh God don't hurt me ! "

" Get up, is that all you got ? " I sneered.

Carl struggled to his feet. Again I knocked his lame ass down. " So how many matches did you win when you was in the marines ? " I taunted him.

" None. "

" Thats what I thought. Ain't no way a srawny punk like you ever won a boxing match. "

" Im sorry I lied. Please don't hurt me ! " he begged, sobbing.

" You are disgusting, what would your beautiful wife think if she saw you like this ? Crying like some kind of a sissy. "

" Please don't tell her. "

" You better show some respect and kiss my feet, wimp. "

Carl crawled over and kissed my toes. I got my phone out of my pocket and took a picture of him. I destroyed his masculinty in a heartbeat and this was proof of it.

 

[angelique127]

I begged my poor husband not to go and face his bully this evening but Carl was more afraid of what would happen to him if he didn't show up. Besides Darius would probably show up at their door anyway and make a scene, Carl said. It was better for him to just to go to the gym and face the music. My husband planned to reason with him and tell Darius that he was hurting and couldn't spar with him tonight.

" Do you want me to go with you ? Perhaps he will listen to me instead. " I offered.

" No ! I can deal with this myself ! " Carl insisted. I really couldn't blame him for not wanting me accompany after witnessing last nights humilation, unbeknownst to him.

" Maybe we should call the police and tell them what is going on ? " I suggested. But Carl refused, saying that might not be a good idea and would probably piss Darius off.

After he left I was tempted to go down there again to see what my husband would do but I didn't think I wanted to witness another humiliating beatdown. I knew Carl didn't stand a chance against the big black brute ! Perhaps I would speak with Darius tomorrow and plead with him not to hurt my poor husband ! When my husband finally came home after about an hour he was holding his ribs and had a bloody lip and looked totally miserable. I suggested he get in the shower hoping it might ease his pain. All I knew that this abuse of my husband couldn't continue. Darius Black was nothing but a big bully...

 

[makofin]

It was almost too easy. This wimp didn't put up much of a fight but it gave an example to the other neighborhood white bois not too mess with me unless they wanted the same. They was all afraid and none dared try to kick my ass. It just wasn't going to happen. Nobody was going to make me leave. And what was ironic all the wives didn't want me gone. They loved to watch me strut around the pool showing off my muscular body and huge package in my custom speedos like I owned this place.

 

[angelique127]

The beatdowns of my husband at the gym continued almost on a daily basis. If he was late they became even worse. Thank God the brute didn't hit Carl in the face giving him a black eye but Carl found it difficult to even walk. His ribs were sore and bruised and he was so depressed and hopeless. He absolutely dreaded going to these so called workouts with him and being constantly bullied. I pleaded with Carl to end the abuse he was suffering but to no avail. Carl said he tried, even offering the brute five thousand dollars, which he took and called it a down payment for an investment in a club he was opening in the future. I later learned that several of the other husbands in our complex had also invested large sums of money into this venture, not wanting the same treatment as my husband.

Not knowing what else to do to help Carl, I decided to take matters into my own hands and try to reason with Darius. Of course Carl was against this idea, he didn't want me anywhere around him. Later I would find out why. Apparently Darius, after one of his beatdowns of my husband had threatened to 'black' me and that I was his favorite wife in the neighborhood.

 

[makofin]

My big boxing match was coming up in a couple of days and I was looking forward to giving some mother fucker a genuine beatdown. This is what I lived for. I was undefeated in the ring and had a reputation of being the biggest and meanest on the block, you know what I'm saying ? Nobody stood a chance against my black ass. I continued lifting weights and working on the speed bag. In the evening I sparred with Carl, using him as my personal punching bag. I often set up my phone and took videos and posted them on my website. Every night the wimp pleaded with me to stop our sessions, even offering me a thousand dollars to quit. That wasn't enough I told him, I wanted more. I also wanted his wife. It was only a matter of time. Being the pussy he was, Carl agreed to up the anty to three thousand dollars. Now we was getting somewhere, but little did he know I had no intention of letting him out of our arrangement.

 

[angelique127]

Carl came home from his latest beating, bruised and discouraged and that was I decided to take matters into my own hands. I would wait until tomorrow when he went to the office and try to reason with the big black brute to end his abuse of my poor husband. I didn't think I would tell Carl about it unless Darius agreed to stop using my husband for his punching bag. I must be prepared to use all my womanly charms, which meant getting all dolled up and looking my best. After another restless night for my husband, he tossed and turned in pain {I couldn't remember the last time we made love or we were intimate} I kissed Carl goodbye and wished him a good day at work, I prepared my bath to start getting ready the encounter with the neighborhood bully. I shaved my legs, something I did often during bikini season, and applied lotion to keep my skin soft and smooth. I had recently had a manicure and pedicure at my favorite salon so my fingernails and toenails looked fine. I took my time doing my make up and fixing my hair, putting it up and then changing my mind and letting it down to fall below my shoulders.

Now to decide what to wear, I had so many choices to pick from. My walk in closet was filled with nice glamerous clothes and expensive dresses and gowns, just my collection of lingerie alone would make an exotic dancer envious, not to mention my dozens of high heels, boots and stillettos. I loved the feel of my soft silk stockings as I slid them up my smooth leg before attaching them to my garters. I definately preferred stocking over pantyhose but that was just me. And I was aware that men liked them too, some men more than others.

Adding a hint of my favorite perfume and studying myself in the mirror, I hoped that I wasn't a little overdressed for my confortation with the neighborhood bully...

 

[angelique127]

I hoped I was doing the right thing. Carl pleaded with me not to go near the man because he was so dangerous...

 

[makofin]

I had just gotten out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waste and was making a pot of my favorite coffee Ethiopian Blend when I heard the doorbell. I wondered who it could be since it wasn't even noon yet and my new housekeeper wasn't supposed to come until tomorrow. I opened the door and was surprised to see Carl's beautiful blonde wife standing there.
"May I have a word with you please?"
I had a feeling she was going to show up sooner or later. I grinned and invited her in, telling her to excuse the mess and have a seat. She hesitated, seeing what I was wearing, not that she should be shocked, since she was used to me strutting around the pool in my speedo. All the rich wives didn't seem to mind too much, although their husbands did. In fact almost all of the men in the community stopped going to the pool anymore with their wives. Isabelle entered with a polite 'thank you' and sat down on the leather sofa and crossed her legs. I had never saw her wearing anything else but a bikini and today she was all dressed up in a short skirt with stockings and high heels like she was going to some club or something. Don't get me wrong, Isabelle looked hot. Out of all of the wives that spent the day sitting around the pool in their bathing suits she was definantly the best looking and had the better body. I finished making the coffee and offered her a cup but she declined.
"You do not know what you are missing. This coffee is imported from Africa and is known for being the best in the world like everything from Africa is. It also is said to be an aphrodisiac." I added.

 

[angelique127]

If anything, Darius was the an aphrodisiac ! The way he stutted around the pool in his speedo and showing off his huge bulge in front of us while talking on his phone was totally unbelievable. The big black bully acted like he owned the neighborhood and every female within its boundaries. He was a like a proud bull without any constraints. I was hoping that I had not made a big mistake by coming here like a little helpless sheep in the den of the lion.

" Yes, I think that I would like to try a cup. " avoiding mentioning anything about an aphrodisiac. This man was a brute and didn't play by anyone rules but his own and I could only hope that I could reason with him. Darius asked if I wanted cream and sugar but suggested it was better black. And stronger.

" Black is fine, thank you. "