do you think he knows you have shared me with other men? Do you think he knows we want me to experience black men? I wish you could be there to see my first, should we invite him over tonight?
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You were very happy for her as she was moaning and sighing as he was moving in and out of her. As she had her first orgasm with him you knew both of of you will be wanting this to be a regular occurrence with him and others.
I adore your stories! And this one is so thrilling!
Who wouldn't like to be in his boots? The white guy imagines the hotel suit where his beloved wife is preparing for her first black lover. He sees his wife sashay from the bathroom, the curvy swell of her round buttocks gracefully swaying back and forth.
The bath robe slipping from wife's shoulders and dropping to her feet.
The black man appreciates the beauty he's about to have.
She crawls onto the bed and pulls back the sheets. Their stark contrast naked bodies disappeared under a mountain of blankets. The blankets moved around from the squirming, twisting bodies underneath. Clearly his wife is now laying underneath him on her back. Her sexy legs arch as they slid up and down her black lover's strong calf muscles.
"AAAAAAAHHH!" He almost hears her moan despite the distance and knows that his wife and her black boss are now became one.
He sees like he's in that suit the swell of the black man's ass began to slowly rise and fall beneath the covers.
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Omg I hope to get this some day
Thank you so very much for your comments! Really appreciate them, a lot!
I wish Hollywood would make movies based on your stories. I'm reviewing the thread from time to time.
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Lucy worked at that research facility for a year already and she knew what was happening in her department. Her boss, a black man, tall and fit, an ex-Marine in his forty something didn't miss any white wife who worked under his supervising.
Any man has his limits though. Tyrone didn't attempt any advances on her while she was unwed. But recently she married a nice white guy, loving and gentle. And Lucy awaited her first workday after the honeymoon with a mild fear and trepidation. She had every reason to be a nice addition to Tyrone's harem of white wives.
The receptionist Mia, a cheerful and easy going young woman, greeted her heartily when she returned to work. She added that Tyrone often asked when Lucy was going to return. Moreover, Mia said she already booked aviatickets and an expensive hotel suit for their business trip.
Lucy went to her cubicle. She was reading the notification about their business trip, they would introduce their newest Titan-Coltan hyper-alloys for Pentagon subcontractors. She already anticipated what awaited her, she almost wasn't surprised that Mia booked a suit with one double bed for them. Lucy was to be Tyrone's partner not only in meetings, but also in bed. But Lucy found that she didn't hate the idea either.
Lucy's husband met the news about her business trip better that she expected. He kept her in his tight loving embrace after he learnt that his wife would be with a black man in the same bed for a week. His tender hands caressed her slim figure, he whispered his soft words of love and encouragement. Despite anything she would be his one and only woman for life.
Things weren't as bad as she expected. Tyrone wouldn't jump her bones and hump her silly. He just merely touched her arms or breasts lightly, almost accidentally, or held his palm on the small of her back. Lucy even found his touches quite pleasant.
But night was imminent and Lucy decided she would tolerate it. She thought it wasn't terrible to spend a week on her back beneath a strong and potent black man. When Tyrone said he would wait her in bed while she takes shower her heart thumped not because of fear, but anticipation.
Lucy didn't want to cheat on her beloved husband, but her body betrayed her. She stepped carefully out of the bathroom to not irritate her overstimulated sex to the bed where her black lover was awaiting for her. Just three weeks ago she gave vows of eternal faithfulness to her husband, and in a minute she would allow another man, a black man, for God's sake, to have her completely.
She joined him in bed, their naked bodies twisted and tangled under the sheets assuming their mating position until she was on her back with her legs widely spread and him between her thighs. She felt him poke with his protruded organ seeking for her entrance. Lucy decided to help him enter her, reached with her dainty hand between them, grasped his enormous cock. She registered that Tyrone didn't wear a condom, although she always made her husband to wear one, but it was already too late. She guided him into her body and felt how the black cock parted her labia and began its descending into her wet womanhood.
Their coupling was slow and languid, unlike her sex with her husband, who humped her like a madman. She often joked he was like just out of prison. Tyrone let her ride waves of her orgasms, taking delight of the beautiful white wife writhing beneath him, impaled on his proud manhood, who against her will turned into a passionate white woman belonging to a black man.
Lucy noted him increase his pace, his strokes became faster and harder, she began to worry if he was going to pull out. She tapped lightly on his back making it clear she didn't want him to ejaculate into her. She wanted to spare the last verge of faithfulness to her husband. But Tyrone wanted to claim this white beauty his lover. So when Lucy felt scalding hotness inside her, she knew she won't leave this bed being faithful newlywed wife.
They lay facing each other in post-coital bliss, sharing the ultimate intimacy. Tyrone slowly caressed her sides, breasts ans hips, telling her how he waited her to return, how he desired her. Unlike her husband's watery discharge Tyrone's thick seed slowly oozed from her pussy between her inner thighs. In the first time she was with such a virile man.
When Lucy saw his renewed lust for her she decided to take initiative in her hands. She turned him on his back, sat astride him, firmly grasped his hard cock and slowly impaled herself. Straddling her black stallion, she wondered if her loving white husband thought about her in that moment.
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Next day Tyrone and Lucy were busy making presentations and attending meetings with top brass and industry leaders. They introduced their hyper-alloy, the unique composition that had a higher melting point and was thus less vulnerable to heat, in comparison with other metals and alloys.
After the exhausting business day Tyrone and Lucy were back in their hotel suit. The hotel staff replaced the sheets after their nightly activities yesterday. Lucy stood before the wide panoramic window, she saw her mirror image upon the lights of the night city. Lucy looked intently at the young woman in the window. She looked just like her, but there was something different. Lucy saw a slight difference in her mannerisms, her posture. Lucy looked at the newlywed wife, who willingly allowed another man, a black man, to have her and steal he virtue.
She decided to make a call to her husband. He was across the country, on the west coast, it was evening here and noon there. She missed him already.
"Hello" she heard the soft voice and her heart skipped a beat. "Hello, Lucy, is that you?"
"Yes, my love, it's me!" Lucy wanted to say him so much and she had so little time.
"You okay there, baby? I miss you so much" her husband said in a husky voice, full of worry and longing.
"Don't worry, I'm just fine, it's awesome, really!" Lucy reassured her husband. "Business is okay and Tyrone is a real gentleman, he takes a good care about me" Her words sounded dubious in the circumstances.
"Where is he, by the way?" Her husband asked, well knowing the answer of course.
"In the shower, I'm waiting for him" Lucy answered him honestly, as she promised at the altar.
"Stupid question, isn't it? Look, I thought about it, and I want to say I love you and I'm waiting for you despite anything" her husband's voice turned into a whisper.
Meanwhile Tyrone left the bathroom and went to her naked, his already hard cock swayed heavily like a metronome in a rhythm of his steps. His obsidian black glans gleamed menacingly.
Tyrone reached for Lucy's hand which held the bathroom towel. The towel dropped on the floor. They stood naked before the night city, a white woman and a black man, who were about to unite in passion. Tyrone put his big hand on her back between her shoulder blades, slowly went lower to the small of her back, until his palm was on her firm buttocks.
"Tell your husband it's bedtime here, baby" Tyrone said in a deep voice. "Go to bed, I'm ready for you"
"Darling, I love you so much, you're my everything! It's late here, I'll call you tomorrow, I promise!" Lucy said to her husband, who was fully aware of what was about to happen. Lucy dropped the call, put the phone on the desk and let Tyrone to lead her to their bed.
Tyrone wanted to enjoy this moment of triumph fully. He heard the vows of love of these lovebirds, and now was going to have sex with this white beauty and inseminate her. And her devoted husband was waiting for her there while he satisfies her here.
Lucy lay on her back, parted her legs and bent them in knees, presenting her immaculate pussy for him. Tyrone was already between her legs, preparing to mount her.
After the exhausting business day Tyrone and Lucy were back in their hotel suit. The hotel staff replaced the sheets after their nightly activities yesterday. Lucy stood before the wide panoramic window, she saw her mirror image upon the lights of the night city. Lucy looked intently at the young woman in the window. She looked just like her, but there was something different. Lucy saw a slight difference in her mannerisms, her posture. Lucy looked at the newlywed wife, who willingly allowed another man, a black man, to have her and steal he virtue.
She decided to make a call to her husband. He was across the country, on the west coast, it was evening here and noon there. She missed him already.
"Hello" she heard the soft voice and her heart skipped a beat. "Hello, Lucy, is that you?"
"Yes, my love, it's me!" Lucy wanted to say him so much and she had so little time.
"You okay there, baby? I miss you so much" her husband said in a husky voice, full of worry and longing.
"Don't worry, I'm just fine, it's awesome, really!" Lucy reassured her husband. "Business is okay and Tyrone is a real gentleman, he takes a good care about me" Her words sounded dubious in the circumstances.
"Where is he, by the way?" Her husband asked, well knowing the answer of course.
"In the shower, I'm waiting for him" Lucy answered him honestly, as she promised at the altar.
"Stupid question, isn't it? Look, I thought about it, and I want to say I love you and I'm waiting for you despite anything" her husband's voice turned into a whisper.
Meanwhile Tyrone left the bathroom and went to her naked, his already hard cock swayed heavily like a metronome in a rhythm of his steps. His obsidian black glans gleamed menacingly.
Tyrone reached for Lucy's hand which held the bathroom towel. The towel dropped on the floor. They stood naked before the night city, a white woman and a black man, who were about to unite in passion. Tyrone put his big hand on her back between her shoulder blades, slowly went lower to the small of her back, until his palm was on her firm buttocks.
"Tell your husband it's bedtime here, baby" Tyrone said in a deep voice. "Go to bed, I'm ready for you"
"Darling, I love you so much, you're my everything! It's late here, I'll call you tomorrow, I promise!" Lucy said to her husband, who was fully aware of what was about to happen. Lucy dropped the call, put the phone on the desk and let Tyrone to lead her to their bed.
Tyrone wanted to enjoy this moment of triumph fully. He heard the vows of love of these lovebirds, and now was going to have sex with this white beauty and inseminate her. And her devoted husband was waiting for her there while he satisfies her here.
Lucy lay on her back, parted her legs and bent them in knees, presenting her immaculate pussy for him. Tyrone was already between her legs, preparing to mount her.
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It's not my thread, it's OUR thread! I've never said anything to anyone about posting in this thread! So post away!
Story was a goodie! Thanks for posting it!
Hugs
Donna
As he shrunk in size then dropped out of her what had been so full now felt so empty. She hoped he could recover quickly because she wanted more. She knew her husband would want her to have him again. As you were lying beside each other he said if she could handle more he would be ready again in a few minutes, she said she was his until he could not go any more.
a white lady, especially one married to a white man, who minds receiving black man's sperm deep into her ovulating fertile white womb is a not a good wife!
a good white husband always watches his hot white wife receive black baby making sperm. the best one makes sure she receives them on her most fertile time of the month
as a white husband it will be my duty to make sure my fertile hot white wife is receiving all that potent black baby making sperm on her most fertile time of the month without any birth control
the pulsing she feels…
she knows he’s pumping seed into her
and the thought is sexually satisfying
GEEZ !!!!
Understand that is more or less part of the role play and the word Superior accentuates the ALPHA male and enhances the aphrodisiac effect in the mind of the cuckold and the wife. I use it all the time in reference to his Superior BBC compared to my useless little pathetic penis, again, three words to accentuate my penis. I love her to use those words when I am in the corner jerking my penis. Realistically no one is SUPERIOR to one another unless that is the DYNAMIC you enjoy, like HIS SUPERIOR BLACK SEED. It's to emphasize who is the ALPHA MALE, more manly better endowed with stamina compared to me. Not to be taken literally, it may be a feeling at the moment that arouses you when it's said like that.
