Monday, February 25, 2013

Fall From Grace

FALL FROM GRACE PART I Life has always been normal and satisfying for me. I spent all of my junior years as a single study-a-holic getting straight A?s and setting myself up for attend a good college. I was raised with strong Christian morals and taught to believe in the ?golden rule? as a way of life. When I was old enough, I would volunteer for charity work and spend my time doing something that was beneficial to the community. Dating was heavily discouraged by my mother and so I didn?t date throughout high school as not to disappoint the woman whom I modeled myself after. It wasn?t until college that I met the man that would be my future husband and fell in love immediately. He was a bad boy turned good and made me feel like I could do anything. Needless to say that soon enough I lost my virginity and began to enjoy sex on a regular basis. About two years later, shortly after I graduated college, we got married, had our first child and were thrust into the adult world in a hurry. We were so set to make it on our own that we moved into a low cost apartment complex in a less than desirable part of town. My husband found a steady blue collar job earning a small wage and I found a decent paying job as a professional. It is two months after our second child was born that this story really begins. ......................... Hi, my name is Grace and I am a happily married professional mother and damn proud of it! I am 29 years old, 5?5" with long black hair, brown eyes, firm B cup breasts with pencil eraser nipples that grow an inch long when aroused, thin body, a nice ass (despite having two children), and am of Filipino heritage. I live in a decent neighborhood with my mother and sister living nearby. The apartment building I live in is a low rent building and does attract some folks, who are less than desirable, but the cost is low and the apartment has two rooms and a fairly large living room. In a few years we will have saved enough money to buy a real home and move in my mother and sister to live with us. A couple of months ago my husband had planned a golf trip with some of his buddies for four days which meant I would have to take some time off work and better yet ask my mother to watch my children for some much needed time alone. About a month before the big trip a couple of new tenants moved in next door to us. They were both black, 6 feet tall, well built, probably 25 years old, and apparently from the nearby army base. I and my husband were leaving as they were moving in and my husband offered a helping hand. They introduced themselves and Tyrell and Robert. During the course of the day and the next couple of weeks my husband grew to dislike them stating that they were immature and not someone that he could trust. I was never an outgoing person so I didn?t get past the common pleasantries with them. As the big day came closer I suddenly realized that my husbands? birthday would be coming soon after his return from his trip. He has always wanted a new entertainment center with a new large screen TV and has never spent any of our savings to get those things he wants. It was then that I decided that I would get all these things and surprise him when he gets back. So before he left I had purchased an entertainment center, a surround sound system, a large 40 inch TV, and a new digital video camera. It was all scheduled for delivery on the first day my husband would be away. I couldn?t help but pat myself on the back for a great idea! So the day when the love of my life departed on his golf trip. I dropped him off at the airport and then dropped off my kids with my mother. After spending most of the afternoon with my mother and children I rushed home and anxiously awaited the delivery. The delivery arrived and all was accounted for. I gave the delivery boys a couple of cold drinks and was suddenly hit with a problem I wasn?t ready for. I had no idea how to put all this together and had no idea how I would get it done. Just then, since the door was still open, Tyrell and Robert noticed what was going on offered their assistance for a case of beer and dinner. Since I had no choice and even though my husband would certainly not approve I reluctantly accepted their offer. Once they got started I went out to the corner market and picked up their beer and ordered a pizza. By the time I returned they already finished setting everything up and were waiting for me to test it out. The set up was even better than I had hoped for. They handed me the remote and taught me how to operate it since I was quite the novice with electronics. All worked well and we celebrated by eating dinner. They offered me a beer which I refused since I only drank once before and I got woozy pretty quick. After the pizza they again persisted for me drink a beer with them telling me that it was rude not to. After about 30 minutes of that I gave in just so that they would stop. Of course, about half way through the beer I began to feel a buzz and excused myself to the restroom. When I returned Tyrell was rolling a cigarette and asked if he could smoke in my apartment. Still feeling that I owed him some gratitude and slightly due to the buzz I had going I allowed him to only if he could agree to make it the only one. He quickly agreed and smiled at Robert as if he had just gotten away with something. By the time I had my second beer I was feeling no pain and a little giggly. It suddenly hit me that was no cigarette that was marijuana they were smoking. I asked them to put it out immediately and they just laughed and said that they were almost done with it. Robert came and sat next to me on the couch and said that I was giggly because of the second hand smoke from the marijuana. He insisted that I try it as it would make feel higher than I could imagine. I had never even seen marijuana up close or any drug for that matter and was curious to find out. My first attempt was a disaster; I choked on the smoke and nearly coughed up a lung which completely killed my buzz. They coerced me to try again saying that this time Robert would blow the smoke into my mouth to prevent another episode. When he did our lips were so close that they almost touched which sparked a flag in my head that things may be getting out of hand. As I was about to tell them to leave this unbelievable feeling hit like a ton of bricks and caused me to take pause. Tyrell sat close to me on my left and asked if I was alright. I couldn?t respond as this new feeling was too much for me to handle. They just sat there and turned on the TV saying that they would stay with me until I feel better and then go home. As they were flipping through the channels they came across of an Adult Entertainment network which I couldn?t believe we had. Robert said that they had installed a de-scrambler so that my husband would be able to get any channel he wanted for free. I couldn?t believe what I was seeing and that porn was being played in my living room. I had never seen porn, but I heard my husband and his friends talk about every now and then. The scene was of a Black man and an Asian woman having oral sex. Again a brief moment of reason popped into my head and I realized that I was a happily married mother of two, with two black men in my apartment that my husband disliked, high on beer and weed, and watching porn WITH TWO BLACK MEN!! I was so high that I couldn?t even get up the efforts to make them leave. All of sudden Robert put his arm around my shoulder and asked if I was ok. I just sat there with my arms at my side hoping that they would leave and that this cloud would wear off. My heart began to race as Robert was now caressing the outline of my tit through my sleeveless shirt. When he found my nipple and began to pinch I let out a sigh and asked him to please stop. He responded by placing my hand on his crotch. Next Tyrell took my other hand and placed it on his crotch. Tyrell began to stroke the inside of my thigh through my jeans and soon was rubbing my pussy through the thick material. I was defenseless and was not able to muster up any resistance. My only thought was to get them to stop any way possible and get them out of my apartment! They both pulled their penises out of their shorts. Robert must have been about 9 inches and Tyrell was about 11 inches and thicker than Robert. I didn?t think that penises could get that big and to tell you the truth it was a little scary at first sight. They tried to get me to stroke their cocks but me just left my hands limp. They improvised by wrapping my hands in theirs and jerking off. Robert now had my shirt pulled above my tits and was rolling one nipple while he sucked on the other one. Tyrell had worked his hand into my jeans and was stroking my pussy. I tried my best to maintain control but I still let out a sigh and said, ?oh god?. Robert got up and pulled face towards his cock saying that he was going to cum. He let out a blast of sperm that shot across my face and my exposed tits. I have to admit the feeling of warm cum on me was foreign and odd. No sooner than Roberts treating my face like a dirty magazine did Tyrell blast his seed over my face and my breasts. When Tyrell came he said, ?Take that you fucking slut?. They dressed and left without saying a word leaving me there dazed, shocked, and covered in their cum. 5636 1.50/512345

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