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Click hereWith both hands on her ass again, he lifted her upwards. He pushed his pelvis forward and pulled her to his belly, aligning himself perfectly with her opening. She could feel his hard cock resting just below her clit, the softness of its tip teasing her sex unbearably.
She tensed, realizing that she was about to be fucked on the front porch of her apartment by this black man, her husband’s friend and someone he had warned her about. She was about to commit adultery, to take only the second cock she had ever seen and do it in public.
He took his hands away from her ass, leaving her suspended over his raging hard on. Caressing her face, he kissed her again. “Do it, baby. Slide down on my big old black cock,” he whispered.
What he said took a moment to soak in. He was taking away the last vestiges of her pride. She couldn’t hide behind the belief that he had forced her to have sex or that he had taken advantage of her. She would have to complete the deed. It would be her choice.
She sank down at the realization of what was going to happen. His cock found its way home. She stopped, frightened at how her body had just betrayed her. The tip of his cock was inside her pussy, its rigidness and heat teasing her clit beyond her ability to endure.
She felt the muscles deep inside her cunt begin to quiver again, needing a cock to clamp down on and milk of all its contents. The muscles of her lower belly and inner thighs began to quiver, partly in anticipation of what was inevitable and partly from the strain of holding her exhausted body in this not quite fucked position. It was the last few seconds when she could try to deny her overwhelming need and pretend she was still the pure little Catholic girl she used to be.
He held steady, sure that she was too far gone to not be fucked tonight, and waited for her to impale herself. It was only a few seconds before she cried out in agony and frustration and dropped her cunt down hard over the remaining eight inches of his cock, consuming it in her need.
To her embarrassment, she did the fucking at first, sliding furiously up and down his cock. She had an immediate major orgasm followed several small ones. His cock grew slick and wet, a glossy ebony pole that was driving itself deeper into her with every stroke. He growled as he emptied his balls into her belly. It was a long and satisfying orgasm for him as his cock pulsed a dozen times injecting her with what felt like a quart of black seed.
After waiting that long to claim his prize, Gordon wasn’t about to stop. With his cock still buried in her cunt, he picked her up and turned around, depositing her sweet little as on the porch swing. He grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He rubbed his hands across her belly and pushed upwards to expose her breasts again. Her small cotton top stretched to make room for both of his hands. He used her breasts to pull her downwards as he thrust himself into her and to pull her back as his cock retreated from its haven.
Her orgasms came in rapid clusters, a first for her. The size of his cock, committing the act of adultery, fucking a black man in a public place, doing it with a man who knew how to play her body like no one else – all these things played on her mind to turn her into a sex-crazed slut. She couldn’t get enough sex even though she knew it was wrong. He came inside her again when he felt her pussy contract around his cock in still another orgasm. She felt him fill her with his come and wondered if he had left her pregnant.
She fluttered in and out of consciousness. She felt him pull out of her. She felt his sperm begin to leak out of her pussy as he swung her legs around so that she was laying on the swing. He stood over her like a victorious warrior, flipped her skirt up around her waist and ran his fingers through her sparse pussy hair. He began to massage her clit with his wet fingertip. Still not quite conscious again, she spread her legs, enjoying the fingering she was receiving. When her hips started to gently move, he stopped and patted her cunt lips.
“Save it for me, baby. I’ll be back for more later,” he whispered. She nodded her head, admitting to herself that her ass was his anytime he wanted it.
It took her a few minutes to catch her breath and calm herself. She was exhausted from the full night of drinking and fucking. It would have been easy for her to pass out for the evening only to be found in an almost totally naked state in a few hours when the sidewalk would come alive again. With trembling legs, she pushed herself to her feet and staggered inside, leaving her torn panties on the porch and a large cumstain on the swing.
- COMMENTS
26thNCover 2 years agoCountless White guys my ass anonymous bitch. Very damn few want their women any where near a stupid black dildo like Gordon. Cheating whores like this bitch would sleep with a dog, if it would stoop that low.
Anonymousover 19 years agocountless white guys like their lily wives to be used thus; and countless well endowed black brothas are willing to carry out such services!
win-win for both: white guys get their wishes; their lily "glass figure" wives get their fill; and the big brothas get to put their hands and other parts of their bodies all over these white lillies!
and if some get diseases, oh, well, that's tough! but not to worry, nowadays we have pretty strong medicine, able to cure most STD's and even stun li'l viruses like HIV, etc.
don't worr, folks, this is just fiction; but even if the real world is also like that, again, don't worry! just enjoy reading and seeing 15 inches of the blackest penises, multiple of them, go in and out of lily white vaginas,,, just like those porn we love so much in our teens and twenties! women are just fulfilling our fantasies, guys, so stop bitchin'!
fumunda cheezeover 19 years agoNo way my friend.
You evidently don't comprehend what you read. The last statements in the story conveyed by the author, stated that Gordon would be back for more pussy. It also suggested that Fiona's pussy belonged to him anytime he wanted it.
That statement does not seem like repentance is right around the corner as soon as she sobered up, to the informed reader.
Fiona was a closet slut. Alcohol only brought out what was already in her phyche.
Gary
sherlock40over 19 years agodrunken slut-wife, who needs enemies? I will jump on the bandwagon of those who would like to see her husband find out about this and beat the shit out of Gordon and then dump his pregnant wife.
I do see that you are a new author. Why copy the same old tired bullshit that everyone else writes? If you would like inspiration from an author, may I suggest a few? The Troubador, Patricia51, Tabooteller, AndrewPeters, XBishop. These authors don't just deal with the affair, they deal with the aftermath too. I think that a lot of readers want, as Paul Roberts on the radio says, "the rest of the story."
Anonymousover 19 years agoGordon's character is short on everything except dick. His "friends" mean nothing to him and he proves it by being more concerned with Fiona's loneliness then going to visit or even call his friend in the hospital. And he sees Fiona as nothing more then a sex toy and another conquest. This does belong in the non-consent/reluctance category as Fiona is drunk and taken advantage of. From Gordon's technique, this sounds like something he has perfected. Other then these things, the sex in the story was very hot and well written. The story should end there. Fiona, being Catholic, must confess her sins and ask forgiveness and I am sure she will do this once she sobers up.
fumunda cheezeover 19 years agoThe woman is a fucking slutress. Her ass is so hot, she goes out with a black man of questionable character as far as his dealings with white women and her husband in the hospital re-cuperating, a supposed friend of her husband.
This story begs for more chapters. More where Gordon returns, fucks her sober, pimps her out, and she makes excuses to her husband why she doesn't come back to see him in the hospital.
Gordon fucks her right there in their apartment, in front of the neighbors, for all to see. One friend of Ted's in the complex goes to visit Ted in the hospital, and tells Ted of the "goings on ", Ted is released early, comes home in the middle of the night, and catches the couple copulating, and in his weakened condition, retrieves a ball-bat. With the determination of a wronged husband, he beats the shit out of Gordon, rendering him unconscious. Fiona is left to explain the compromising situation to Ted. She does no do so to Ted's satisfaction.
He throws her out in the street naked, even though he is in a cast, locks the door behind her, and calls the ambulance for Gordon's retrieval.
Fiona makes it to a nearby shelter for battered women. After going to her parent's home, she finds she is pregnant. Being the "good catholic" girl she was, and not believing in abortion, she has a black bastard child. Gordon is now pretty much a vegetable after the beating he received from the jealous husband. No charges are even brought against Ted.
Ted divorces Fiona. She ends up supporting herself and her bastard working in a brothel part-time catering only to blacks.
Ted remarries a nice woman who thinks her husband is the only man in the world for her. They live happily everafter
Gary
Anonymousover 19 years agoGreat job. Enjoyed the point where what was happening was just to hot to stop. Keep it up.
