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Ben looked down at his phone and saw a new text message
Things seem to be going smoothly. They are here. She is a mess, They have been stamped. Your quota is still 1 for 2 for the month until it is complete, but you have done a great job.
-Taylor
Ben looked at his wife who was sitting on their couch, her black spade anklet dangling.
"T said they got in. It's starting. I feel so bad…they are our friends, I just felt like we had no choice. Our month was coming to a close and I knew I needed to get someone in there or we would face consequences, I just didn't want it to be Brian and Becca." Ben somberly spoke
"Hun, I know. They are a wonderful couple but we had no choice, but I'm kind of grateful Brian gave you an angle you could use to make it happen, because at least we won't get penalized with the monthly fee and me getting blacklisted for a month from visiting the club. You know how much I crave it now" Maggie said, rubbing her spade trinket between her fingers.
Ben was lost in thought. He remembered what he told Brian that day at the carnival. He and Maggie never went to Cabo. They were in the same position as Brian and Becca a year ago, teased into visiting The Black Diamond. Teased into getting "high" with the gummies, not realizing how it would affect him, but more specifically Maggie. Once it started, he realized that night he couldn't stop anything. It was like her mind and body were taken over by Taylor. He saw and heard things from her that night that will never leave his mind. He broke her. A small part of him was hoping Brian and Becca would be strong, but the arousal buildup from the gummies, the special drink concoctions the club offers, the constant sexual stimulating lyrics playing throughout the club, and the brain breaking 'sniff' that will take place might too much for even Becca to resist. He had guilt, but he also felt he had no choice.
He intentionally gave Brian 1 less gummy per Taylors instructions. The chemicals in the gummy stimulate a female's neuropathways differently from a mans'. If a man were to take 2 gummies like he lied to Brian about, they would essentially be impotent for 48 hours, and that could derail the entire process of conversion The Black Diamond focuses on. If a woman took 2 gummies, she would become essentially a sex zombie. No other emotion but focus on pleasure. No logic, no reason, even basic tasks like walking, talking, and trying to add 2 + 2 would be challenging. They would be essentially comatose laying down writhing in constantly pleasure for almost 24 hours. 1 gummy is good enough for about 12 hours and allows the woman to still have her facilities still intact.
He later learned the drink concoction the club provides the female target acts as a stabilizer and enhancer to the chemicals coursing through the female from the gummy. If the female's arousal is at an 8, it takes it to a 10. Their mind will want to say no, they still have the ability to try and use logic and reason, but with most human beings, our arousal overrides logic and reason causing us to give in to the desire.
"Go right in" Taylor said, extending his against hand against Becca's lower back. The room was like another mini club inside of the main club. There was a stripper bar, a mini bar, several large round love cushion seats, lights flashing, and a large 90 inch tv on display featuring rap videos.
Taylor made his way to the bar to fetch Brian and Becca another drink. Becca received another Passion Overload, while Brian was handed a blue drink that had vodka in it. Unbeknownst to Brian, his drink was spiked with a chemical to make him less aggressive and more susceptible to suggestions while still allowing him to maintain his thoughts and reason. Taylor had a similar blue drink just without the spiked addition.
All 3 of them drank up while the music blasted, the muscular black rappers and barely clothed dancers on the tv played on, and silence seemed to fill the room.
Taylor wanted the effects of the drinks to take hold, he was patient.
After 10 minutes, he chimed in. "So, here is the deal. I find Becca incredibly attractive and I wanted the chance to seduce her tonight. I don't care if she is married. Brian, you are a strong man and I can see protective over your wife. I will not ask either of you to do anything you don't want. You can walk out that door right now if you want to, no harm and no foul. However, the current offer on the table is that my cock is bigger than yours, and I am wiling to put $5,000 of my money into your hands tonight if that is true. You can then leave. However, because of that amount of money, I think it's only fair I get something in return if I win, and per my offer, that is a blowjob from Becca. I already know she isn't wearing panties, and I will ask her to knee before me, spread her legs, slide my pants down, pleasure my cock, while rubbing herself. I'm willing to go a step further. For every orgasm she has masturbating while my cock is in her mouth, I will give you an additional $100. 5 orgasms, $500. 10 orgasms, $1000. Either way tonight, you make some money. Also I am smart enough to tell the difference between a real orgasm and one that is faked. So, what do you want to do?" Taylor laid out.
Brian's head was already a bit dizzy, he rationalized was from the alcohol but also anxiety. For some reason, the idea sounded fair. He knew he should be more angry but Taylor was making a bit more sense than earlier. He liked the idea of money. His eyes were a bit glossy, as he looked over at his wife Becca.
Becca was breathing hard. Her arousal was now in overload. Two Passion Overload drinks plus the gummy were causing every nerve in her body to be on fire. Just the discussion of sex, cock, masturbating, and making a lot of money felt like she was already on the verge of an orgasm. She knew her husband would win the bet and she wanted to fuck him so badly, but a part of her was so turned on sucking a cock in that moment. The idea of her masturbating and cumming while sucking a cock had her juices seeping down her thighs. She already knew if Taylor won, she would have multiple orgasms within minutes if she was forced to masturbate for him. The idea of making money FOR having orgasms was incredibly erotic.
Becca and Brian looked at each other, both with glossy aroused eyes.
"Babe, what do you think? I know the money would help us with a bit of debt and our emergency fund! I think you have him beat. I felt him hard on the dance floor…he was big, but I think you are bigger!" Becca tried to reason. Her memory going back to the dance floor as Taylor's hand caressed her ass, traced his fingers along her skin, her hand being placed on his bulge. He felt really big and she genuinely questioned if Brian was bigger, a deep part of her placing doubt. Was she downplaying his size cause she wanted the money? It was harder and harder for her to think. Her arousal just seemed to be masking her thoughts, he pussy throbbing, soaking wet, her clit hard.
"I….Becca…I, god it's hard to think right now, I just don't know…money…orgasms" Brian slightly slurred.
Becca slid over to Brian, her body on fire. She leaned into him and rubbed her hands on his chest, her other hand making it's way to his crotch.
"Baby…I think we should do it. Show him who is boss. Show him your huge cock. You always win and you own my pussy." she purred. "Here, feel this baby…get hard for me and let's take the bet and walk away $5,000 richer" Becca said as she took his hand and slipped it under her black latex skirt. Brian's hand found a wet mess, her inner thighs completely slick, her pussy was open like a flower. He could feel how hard her clit was. She was moaning into his hand, already feeling like if he kept it up she would cum. She had been teased all day, never getting her orgasm. She felt him growing harder in his pants.
Becca kept whispering in his ear "please baby…we need this. Win this, let's go home, and fuck so badly. Hell maybe we will fuck here, I need to cum so bad baby. I love you and I want you to win. You own this pussy, show him who owns it"
Brian's glossy eyes trying to focus, the room not as clear as it previously was. His breathing was increased, Becca's rubbing causing him to throb, her sensual whispers in his ears overriding any reason or logic he previously had. He saw Taylor smirking, a cocky smile forming. Brian had confidence, he had a bigger cock than Taylor.
"We take the bet Taylor" Brian slurred.
Taylor rubbed his hands together. "Excellent you two, let's get started. Becca, why don't you get your man ready and then release him. I would prefer to show the grand finale last" Taylor confidently said.
Becca had Brian stand up as she continued rubbing his crotch thru his pants. Brian's hand naturally went to Becca's ass, pulling her skirt up slightly as he gripped it, still shocked she wore no panties tonight. Her hands went to his buckle and began to undo it, slowly lowering his pants. He was nearing 100% erect, the nights activities, the gummy, and his sexy wife taking him to this point.
"mmmm, god you are so hard lover. I can't wait to fuck you so hard" Becca purred, stroking his length through his stretched boxer briefs. She slowly pulled them down, revealing his full length and size to the exposed air. Her hand naturally moving to it, gripping the shaft, her fingers barely touching. Brian audibly moaned as she stroked him.
"Wow, that is impressive Brian. I wasn't expecting that Not too bad" Taylor quipped.
The way Taylor nonchalantly played off his size with "not too bad" sent a chill down Brian's spine. He isn't used to that reaction. Becca was so engrossed in her own arousal and stroking Brian's cock she didn't even hear Taylor's response.
"Becca I have a proposal for you. Since you were able to get Brian ready over there, I will pay you $200 right now if you slide up your skirt and rub your pussy so I can get hard for this competition" Taylor said, reaching into his pocket and unfolding two $100 bills.
Becca looked at Brian, who was also still lost in his own arousal, his hard cock throbbing from her touch.
Without thinking, he said "Sure ok hun" his eyes going in and out of focus.
Taylor handed her the $200 that she stuffed in her purse. She then slowly slid her skirt up, revealing her engorged and wet pussy to the open air, to Taylor's eyes. Taylor has seen this a dozen times before. The built up arousal of the targets who had been dosed with the gummies and drinks, their pussies swell, expand, and open like a beautiful rose. The wetness won't stop flowing due to the constant arousal and neuro overload the chemical have. He just wasn't aware how expanded her arousal truly was as she was teased since the morning. He loved breaking white women. He loved breaking wives. He loved breaking marriages.
"Fuck yea Becca…your pussy looks delicious. I'd love to get my long tongue buried inside of it, taste all those juices and lick that rock hard clit" Taylor expressed. A moan escaped Becca as her fingers traced up and down her lips per the $200 agreement. Her breathing hectic.
Taylor handed her another $100. He didn't even ask her permission, he took her free hand and placed it on his crotch over his pants. Brian sat back and watched, shocked and silent.
"There, this will also help. Why don't you grab that zipper for me and slide it down. " Taylor ordered.
Becca felt like she was on auto pilot. Here stood this 6ft 4 built black man in front of her, her skirt was around her waist and her wet swollen pussy was exposed, while her free hand pulled the zipper down, her other hand still grasping the $100.
"Now, the buckle" Taylor stated.
Becca, still grasping the $100, wadded it up in her fist as she used two hands to undo the buckle, as she saw a sizable bulge and imprint already formed down the inside of Taylor's leg. Her breathing became erratic, recognizing the strong possibility he had her husband beat and he wasn't even released yet. A spike of arousal hit her over the thought, a tingle hitting her clit. A moan escaped her mouth not even realizing she made it. Taylor noticed it.
Becca's hands were shaking as the belt came undone. Taylor slowly slid his pants down. Becca realized he wasn't even wearing underwear as the root of his thick black shaft began to become exposed. Her eyes like saucers, as she realized how thick the base was. She gulped as the pants slid further down. She stepped back slightly as more and more of his shaft was revealed. It kept going. It was thick. It was black. It was veiny. His pants hit his ankles, as he stepped out of them knowing he didn't need them.
"Oh my god…oh my fuck" Becca said out loud staring at the biggest cock she had ever seen.
"Oh no" Brian could be heard muttering.
"Oh yes" Taylor responded. If you are curious, I am 9.5" x 6.5.
His cock looked angry. The veins threatening to burst thru the skin, his cock jutting out before him with a slight upward curve. The head looked like one of those stress balls.
Becca looked over her shoulder, eyes wide and scared, as she saw her husband. She looked at his cock and re-looked at Taylor's cock. The music thumping in the background, an interracial porn video now playing and the lyrics "I got that BBC in me". The sounds of sex, moaning, and rap lyrics all blending together overwhelming Becca's brain.
Becca and Brian realizing they both lost $5,000. "I'm so sorry Brian. I thought….I thought you were bigger. He….he just…his is so massive".
Becca felt a finger under her chin turning her face back toward Taylor. "Time for you to complete your side of the bet. Kneel" Taylor ordered. His hands gently on her shoulders as her weak knees gave in.
Brian's erection already fading as he realized they lost and he would have to watch his wife give another man a blowjob and masturbate.
"Now. Spread those legs, show me that pussy, and start rubbing" Taylor commanded Becca.
She obediently complied, turned on by his dominating tone. He stepped forward and held his thick black cock above her nose.
"You are going to cum for me multiple times while sucking my cock. I last quite a while and in the end you will be begging for my cum. That isn't a request, it's a promise. All you sluts do" Taylor said in a tone that jarred both Brian and Becca.
"Now. Give the tip of my cock a kiss. Your submission begins right now" Taylor ordered.
Becca's fingers making an audible 'squish' sound rubbing her wet pussy and rubbing her hard clit as she leaned forward.
"Becca, wait….please don't" Brian interjected.
"Shut the fuck up whiteboy. You lost I won now sit there or get the fuck out." Taylor barked back.
Becca never even looked back at Brian when he tried to stop it. Her lips pursed as they placed a singular kiss on Taylor's thick cockhead, covering his hole.
"That's a very good girl" Taylor beamed.