He tries not to, he *tries* to get back to work

Andrew sat in his office chair, mind racing furiously as he was overcome by a torrent of emotions and sensations, he had to focus and try to understand what was happening to him, he could barely tear his thoughts away from finding the most disgusting perverse porn he could find on the internet and blaring it at the highest volumes his audio system could handle while he furiously stroked his almost achingly hard dick, he imagined Rachel waking up and walking in on him as he furiously jacks himself off, her disgust with him exponentially rising as she sees what he is doing and then how her anger and disgust are what finally make him burst in what he knew would be a stronger orgasm than any he had ever been able to experience before. He shut his eyes tightly, as though blocking out his visual field would somehow block the unbearable desire tearing through him, feeling like a foreign presence penetrating his mind with every moment of him obsessing over how deeply he wanted to watch a beautiful naked woman losing her mind getting her pussy stuffed full by some muscular stud’s giant cock. He opened his eyes again, realizing his mind’s eye was only able to see the purely profane things he was so **** to expose his actual eyes to, but he mustered his willpower and decided to check his email. He logged in to his account and was surprised by how many he had missed, he really had been **** for the entire day, his mind returning nothing but static as he tried to remember anything that had happened over the past day and a half.

Andrew opened a letter from his boss, it was a reply to something he had sent the other day, another standard dismissal of his unending quest to focus more of the department on investigating the Onyx foundation, but he was quickly distracted by the attachment section. There was a file attached that he could only vaguely remember sending as it had been at the beginning of this very long chain of communication, he couldn’t remember what was in it and had only titled it “Proof!!” but it looked like a massive PDF file. Curiosity quickly overtook him and his jaw dropped open as he saw what loaded up. It was a series of ads and other pictures that he had collected to show that Onyx was purposefully trying to create pro-interracial propaganda. His heart caught in his throat as he stared at a perfume ad that had a gorgeous white woman and an absolutely stunningly handsome black man naked together with their most sensitive bits just barely covered up by convenient plant life in what he realized was a scene of Adam and Eve. For a moment he wondered if he was the one that was obsessed as his boss had occasionally accused him of but the look on the woman’s face was one of pure lust and the knowing gaze of the man made it obvious that the two were moments away from frantically fucking, his hand was even on her thigh less than an inch away from disappearing beneath the small leaf covering her. What once disgusted and infuriated Andrew had him thunderstruck with how beautiful he now found the scene, he tried to get angry about it, knowing that he needed to keep up the defenses he had so long harbored against this corruptive ****, but for the first time as he stared at the contrast of the strong man’s skin possessively pressed against hers Andrew felt a deeper excitement and joy then he could remember ever feeling before. He scrolled through the PDF, quickly losing the pretense of catching up on his work as every scene of intensely implied interracial lust brought him to greater and greater heights of almost dizzying amounts of lust. He ripped his hand away from his dick, he didn’t recall even touching his pants but they were unzipped and around his ankles as he sat with his penis poking out from his boxers spasming internally as he was seconds away from cumming all over his own keyboard. He quickly closed the PDF and sat for a minute trying to calm his mind, but his thoughts assaulted him with flashes of everything he had just seen. He backed out to his main inbox and noticed what looked like a new email that hadn’t been there when he initially checked, the sender just read “Professor” and the subject line was simply “Your first lesson”. Curiosity again suitably piqued Andrew opens it to find a video attachment labelled “Lesson_1” and the body only had the message “Welcome to the family”. Too amped up to even begin to worry about viruses Andrew instantly clicked on the video. It opened on a fairly looking normal apartment scene with a particularly large green couch centered in the shot, on that couch sat a woman that he initially mistook for his wife Rachel, but the facial features were slightly off and she was sitting in a very tight fitting bikini next to a chiseled African American man that looked to be about two to three times her size. There was an odd sort of whispering in the background audio but Andrew quickly stopped noticing it, distracted by the almost absurdly sexy woman on the screen before him. The woman’s bikini was definitely at least a size too small, her gigantic breasts bulging out of them, the outline of her clearly hard nipples making it look like she was only wearing it to look somehow even more lewd than being naked would be. The tiny thong disappeared into her perfect heart shaped cushion of an ass, the strong man’s hands already sliding over the front tiny triangle of fabric that cradled her petite pussy. Andrew couldn’t help but imagine that it was Rachel in the video and he was horrifically shocked by how much sexier he found it when he thought of his wife being fondled and teased by this Adonis of a man. They had been making small talk as their hands explored each others bodies but now the room was filled with the sounds of the woman’s light moans as they began to make out, she pulled away momentarily saying something about having a husband but when the man asks if her husband has a cock like his as he guides her hand to his monstrously huge and thick dick her stroking and staring made it obvious that her entire world momentarily revolved around this god of a man’s perfect penis and she was more than willing to betray her husband for even the barest chance to get to ride it. In no time at all she was on all fours screaming about her love of black cock and how her husband would never be able to satisfy her again, begging for him to take her however he pleases, promising herself to be his whore and to be black only from then on, the video starting to wind down as she asked him if he wanted her to stop sleeping with her husband altogether and he amusedly tells her that it was an order, watching her shiver in pleasure as she replies “Yes sir” through the largest grin that she could have had. Andrew could not stop jerking off, he felt like he was so close, picturing his wife in the porn stars place and desperately wishing she would have to tell him that they couldn’t fuck anymore for the same reason. He felt stuck at the edge though, something was blocking him from the release he was so very **** for and as rational thought started to return during a period of him resting his hand he realized what had just happened and how he had failed to mute the computer, or even turn it down from the standard **** volume he usually listened to music at. His heart dropped as he imagined how much Rachel had overheard, there was no way she could even begin to understand anything he had been feeling, he had just watched a full video of the one thing he knew would disgust her more than anything and he found himself walking to the bedroom as the video began to replay itself on the computer behind him, still at the same volume forgotten again by the now terrified Andrew. He entered their bedroom already apologizing but secretly weirdly and wildly excited at how disgusting she would find him once she knew what he had been watching. “Honey, I can explain…” he started as he walked through the door, but her light snoring stopped him dead in his tracks as he realized with sudden disappointment that she hadn’t heard anything. He could hear them stop the small talk as they began making out again and Andrew was excited by how loud it was in here, if she were awake she would instantly know porn were on in the other room. Andrew walked over and turned on his bedside lamp, but despite the dozens of times she had complained of it waking her she stayed completely asleep. The scene he shed light on surprised him though as the first thing he noticed was that his wife had kicked off all of the blankets and all of her clothes at some point during the night and was face down in what he was slightly disgusted to realize was the outline of his own body in what he thought was sweat, though it still looked oddly damp for him having been at the computer for a couple hours. He momentarily worried about having a cold or something else contagious that could happen from her being exposed to so much of where he was as he was passed out for so long, but he quickly dismissed the thought as paranoid, he felt physically fine after all. Rachel seemed to be pressing herself into the mattress, her bubble butt sticking up slightly as her hips squirmed rubbing her thighs together unconsciously, and she would occasionally bury her face into where the outline was particularly dark and breathe in deeply before easing back into the light snoring that he was so used to. “Oh fuck, that is the biggest blackest cock I’ve ever seen!” was heard as clear as if the lovers were shouting in the room next to them, Andrew starting again to tug at his hard dick now imagining his wife as the woman saying the words with even more intensity. He stared at her perfect ass momentarily considering smacking it or climbing on to start fucking but quickly found the thought of her being fucked by a dominant man who would forbid him from touching her to be infinitely more enticing. He wanted his wife to be disgusted by him on a level that he could barely comprehend but he felt compelled to try to wake her up so she could hear what he was watching now but shaking her shoulder did nothing and even shouting next to her barely garnered a reaction beyond her slightly turning away, putting her face even deeper into the dark spot she seemed so subconsciously enamored with. He kneeled down on the bed and kissed her cheek and then gently shook her again, but as he realized that she was not going to wake up instead of concern he felt excited, like he had the chance to get away with something. With trembling hands he reached down and grabbed her ass, wishing that some huge black guy would come in and kick him out, punishing him for touching what wasn’t his. He brought his hand between her legs and was surprised by how absolutely soaking wet she was, they normally kept an oversized bottle of lube near the bedstand because she always said that she just didn’t ever actually get wet but as his finger easily slid into her eliciting a soft sigh and a sweet smile on her gorgeous face he knew that it was because he had never done a good enough job turning her on.

Andrew timidly and shallowly swished his finger inside her pussy like a scared teenager touching one for the very first time, another sigh escaping his wife’s lips as he nervously retracted his hand, unsure of what he should do next, wishing she would wake up and react to the sounds of a woman screaming for black cock still playing over the speakers in Andrew’s office. An idea struck him as he pulled out his phone and found what claimed to be a hypnosis video to turn innocent women into black cock obsessed whores. He put headphones into his sleeping wife’s ears quickly copping feels of her ass and then her tits as he started actively trying to wake her up with his ministrations, but he was so nervous that as soon as he felt her entire boob in his hand with her nipple hardening against his palm he quickly pulled away still feeling like he was touching something he knew he was not allowed to go near. He turned the volume of his phone to max and he was shocked when not even the sudden and loud beginning of the file woke her up, he could hear it so clearly he was a little worried about damaging her ears but she remained completely **** although it almost looked like she was mouthing along with the words of the video her lips forming the shapes of “ I am a whore for black men” “Black men are superior alphas, white boys are pathetic betas” and “I will do absolutely anything for the chance to get black cock” as he heard those phrases being effectively shouted into her ear again and again. He went back to his office where the woman on screen was on her knees begging to suck the man’s giant cock for what was now the third time and while Andrew considered watching their scene play out again he felt like there was something else he needed to do. He closed the video down and went back to his main inbox where another new message had appeared from the same sender but this one had the subject line of “Second Lesson” and when he opened it the body of the email was just a single picture, it was a woman being gangbanged by several huge African men, but Rachel’s face was photoshopped on top of the woman’s, although the look of joy in her eyes seemed far too real to be a computer effect and Andrew momentarily wondered if maybe it wasn't an effect at all. The thought of his wife betraying him to sleep with so many stronger men at once finally pushed him over the edge and Andrew came so hard he was worried that Rachel would hear his shout of ecstasy, but he already started getting hard again as he remembered that he had set her up to listen to **** porn until she woke up. He started stroking his sore dick imaging how disgusted she was going to be when she woke up and heard what she had been listening to for so long. With his hand covered in cum and starting to stroke his stiffening member again Andrew smiled broadly as he clicked on the video attachment, excited to see what more he could learn about his new secret shameful obsession.