An Interracial Romance

Her eyes began to look around the club and noted that many waiters watched particular couples intently. One younger man agonizingly looked on as a mid-twenties woman, a beautiful brunette, was fingered out on the dance floor. Her tall black partner had the back of her very short skirt hiked up, the fingers of one hand plunging into her sex as his other grasped the supple skin of her right ass cheek, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"These waiters..." Kristina started to say, the truth hitting her all at once.

"Are all worthless white cucks here to see their wives with superior men," Lissy said with glee as she rubbed Reggie's chest. "They all know that the women they married have given their sex lives over totally to their love of black cock. Some of those poor saps don't even get to have sex with their wives anymore."

"I'm not into all of that cuck shit," Darius said, the disdain he felt for the subject clear in his voice. "I think there comes the point where a woman needs to decide what it is she wants. I'd never share a woman long term."

"Amen, brotha'" Reggie replied, holding his glass of bourbon up towards Darius to further show his approval.

Lissy gazed over her friend's way to see if Kristina had fully taken in the meaning behind Darius's words. The dark-headed beauty gave her nothing in return other than seeming to hold on to Darius even tighter.

Once their drinks were done, the two duos headed out onto the dance floor, where they spent the next hour dancing. Kristina loved every second of it as Darius moved with equal skill and grace during the fast and slow numbers. Scott refused to dance with Kristina no matter how much she begged him, even at their wedding reception. He claimed that dancing was for women and fags. Well, Darius could damn well dance, and he fucked her in a way that Scott could never hope to compete with, so he certainly wasn't gay.

And it didn't take long for Kristina to feel his prodigious manhood pressed against her, the black python throbbing and pulsing against her body as they moved together. Kristina's cunt was aching to feel it stretching her vaginal walls and pounding against the entrance to her womb, the thought of feeling Darius's hot seed spilled inside her, driving the dark-headed beauty to distraction.

After they'd eaten their meals and enjoyed a couple more drinks, the foursome returned to dancing, Kristina once again becoming ravenously aroused by her dance partner. Darius never carried things too far, unlike some other men on the dance floor. But he was open about fondling her breasts and ass, the feel of his pulsing manhood pushing Kristina's mind to distraction.

Lissy wasn't nearly as subtle in her rhythmic movements with Reggie. The leggy blonde was practically fucking her handsome consort while they danced. Reggie had actually held Lissy aloft at one point, her long and coltish legs wrapped around his waist as his hands gripped her ass. The pair dry-humped one another to the crowd's enjoyment as the music provided a beat to their coupling.

Her growing need feeling as though it might drive her mad, it was Kristina that finally suggested to Darius that they return to his condo. While the men went to settle up their bills, Lissy dragged Kristina off to the bathroom so the pair could freshen up.

"So?" Lissy asked when the pair were finally alone in the restroom.

"What?"

With a roll of her eyes, Lissy said, "You heard your new man, Kris. He doesn't want to have to share his woman with her loser husband."

Kristina felt a little exasperated with her friend but wasn't utterly surprised by her approach. She'd half been expecting Lissy to start exerting pressure on her at some point. Just not so soon.

"Come on, Lissy. This is only the second time I've been with Darius. I'm not going to leave my husband just because some guy gives me the best sex of my life."

"Well, what's it going to take then?" Lissy asked as she touched up her lipstick.

"I don't know," Kristina replied, feeling flummoxed by the question. "I guess I'd need to know there was more there than just fantastic sex. Scott may be a dud in bed and an ass out of it, but what I have right now offers me security. I don't want to go back to my college days where the two of us were whoring our way through clubs. I want to be committed to someone."

"Yeah, but shouldn't it be somebody who treats you like a queen and can fuck you with his huge black cock until you scream?"

Kristina couldn't help but laugh at her friend's shameless attempt at pushing her towards Darius. Not that she had to sell the dark-headed beauty too hard. The handsome black man had treated her with care and attention outside the bedroom while dominating her aggressively the way her dark heart desired inside it. And his big black cock, well, there was no question that Kristina had become addicted to it last night. No white man had ever come close to making her feel the things Darius did.

"Darius is wonderful, Lissy. And God, the things he does to me are just fantastic. But you've got to give me time to figure out what else is there before I go entirely throwing my life into complete upheaval."

Lissy sighed, giving Kristina a look that implied that she wasn't happy with her friend's answer but ultimately understood where Kristina was coming from.

Grabbing her friend's arm, Lissy pulled her towards the door and said, "Come on, we've got two of the hottest black men alive waiting to fuck our slutty white pussies full of their cum. And you're never going to figure out that you can't live without Darius with us still standing here in this bathroom."

Kristina laughed as Lissy pulled her down the corridor. The two women came to a stop as they looked for their dates, spotting the hot-looking pair standing over by the front entrance.

Leaning over to Kristina, Lissy whispered into her ear, "Can you imagine the two of us being married to those two and having big pregnant bellies with beautiful mixed race babies growing inside us?"

Not waiting for a reply, Lissy led them to where Darius and Reggie stood waiting. And as they walked out the exit, Darius's strong arm holding onto Katrina in a way that made her feel wanted and safe, Lissy's words kept running through Kristina's mind.

And God forbid if the thought didn't excite her.

Chapter Eight

The ride back to the men's downtown condo was even more eventful than their ride to the club had been. Reggie had no more gotten comfortable in his seat than Lissy had gone to her knees before him, her long and graceful-looking fingers fishing out his cock. Before the limo was even in motion, the sounds of the leggy blonde slurping noisily on Reggie's cock filled the vehicle compartment.

"God damn, girl," Reggie moaned in his deep voice as he grasped her blonde hair, "that's it, suck that black cock like you mean it."

"Yes, Daddy," Lissy cooed submissively before sinking her lips back down around Reggie's dark meat and burying almost its entire length in the back of her throat.

"I've never seen her be submissive with a man before, not even close," Kristina whispered in Darius's ear while never taking her eyes off the erotic scene taking place before her. Then, feeling for his zipper, Kristina lowered it and unsnapped Darius's pants, eager to free his majestic black member and let loose the black cock whore she'd discovered inside herself the night before.

"We leave that beta male shit for the white boys," Darius informed Kristina, sighing as his black staff sprung free. His hand went to the back of the dark-headed beauty's neck, guiding her down to his big black cock. "Now, why don't you be a good girl and join that slut in sucking on the last cock you're ever gonna want to have in that perfect little pussy of yours."

Kristina didn't resist, loving the way Darius had taken charge and feeling eager to see just how much of his cock she could get buried in her throat. The married woman had never sucked on a cock with his length and damn sure had never had one in her mouth that carried Darius's girth. But deepthroating cock had been a specialty for Kristina back in her college days. She'd never failed to swallow the entire shaft of any of the men she'd been with back then, and as far as their loads, Kristina equated spitting with being a sin.

Her tongue danced around the bloated purple crown of Darius's staff, working her way down his length and doing her best to coat its exterior in her spit. Once she had the mammoth member properly prepared, Kristina grasped it at the base with her right hand and slipped her dark red lips over the prodigious head.

Kristina couldn't help but moan at the taste of Darius's shaft, his musky manliness coating her tongue and making the married woman feel eager to take him deeper. Her cheeks hollowed out as she ravenously sucked at the piece of living steel in her mouth, its warmth and texture making Kristina wonder what it would feel like as Darius's manhood swole and expanded at that moment before he came. She couldn't wait to taste his seed, knowing that the handsome black man would flood her mouth the way he'd done her pussy the night before.

"Yeah, Kris, that's it baby," Darius growled, his fingers sinking into Kristina's hair and clutching a handful as he forced more of himself into her mouth. The bulbous head seemed brobdingnagian as it reached her throat, Kristina pausing as she worked her head side to side and pressed down in an attempt to force the monster deeper. But, instead, the beast stretched the opening to her esophagus but refused to slip inside as Kristina's eyes began to water, her airway blocked. She finally backed off, making sure to catch her breath before once again attempting to take Darius's black ramrod down her throat.

"Go slow, baby," Darius said, offering Kristina encouragement as she once again began to work that fat black piece of man meat into her throat. She was reasonably sure she took him incrementally deeper that time, stroking his fat shaft with her hand as she backed off his tasty cock. "Yes, Kris, fuck, baby. You love that black cock, don't you?"

Kristina moaned her reply, her mouth much too full to answer as she swallowed even more of his beautiful ebony staff, now taking more than half his length.

"Fuck, girl, you were born to suck my nigga cock," Darius groaned out in compliment, his words making Kristina swell with pride as the entirety of the crown of Darius's cock slid into her throat; causing it to burn as it stretched her opening. She wholly retracted her head once again and pumped her fist up and down the entire length of his giant member, allowing herself time to catch her breath. Thick streams of viscous spit hung between Kristina's lips and the head of Darius's cock, tiny pearls of his precum bubbling out of the top of his shaft with each stroke of Kristina's hand.

Sucking on the head as she lapped at his pearly essence, she began to bob again, finally getting all but the final two inches of Darius's throbbing black majesty down her throat. Kristina held herself there, enjoying the feel of being oxygen deprived by such a superior specimen of manhood before finally backing off when the urge to breathe became too strong.

"God damn, girl, are you ready for my load?" Darius asked as he used his giant fist and began to guide Kristina's head, first forcing her down on his cock as he started to piston his member in and out of her mouth. She didn't mind, her reply apparently a foregone conclusion in both of their minds. Kristina could feel her own juices running down her thighs as her manly black lover fucked her throat, using her for his own pleasure precisely the way she craved.

She felt his cock swell and begin to pulse a split second before Darius released an animalistic yell, and the first ample gush of the black man's seed hit the back of her throat. It was followed in rapid succession by several more spurts, Darius's cream filling Kristina's cheeks and beginning to leak out the side of her mouth. The dark-headed beauty swallowed all she could, sucking hungrily at the still pulsing head as her fist worked Darius's shaft in an attempt to milk every last drop.

Kristina felt the vehicle come to a stop as she worked her lips over the sides of Darius's still mostly erect manhood in an attempt to gather any of her reward that had escaped. She then licked her fingers before tucking the black beast back into his pants so that Darius could secure it inside.

Sitting on the edge of her seat, Kristina gave her best friend a confused look as Lissy passed her a compact and pointed to her own lips. "You might want to do a minor touch-up to your lipstick, Kris. Or everyone we meet between here and the guy's condo door is going to know what a shameless black cock whore you are."

Lissy and the two men laughed as Kristina opened the compact and saw the disarray her lipstick was in. Grabbing a wet wipe from her purse, Kristina briskly wiped away the smeared red lipstick before quickly reapplying just enough to give her lips some color. Lissy and Reggie had already stepped from the vehicle, with Darius holding his hand out towards Kristina.

The four entered the lobby of the upscale condo highrise and were promptly greeted by the same friendly doorman from the night before. They joined two middle-aged white couples at the bank of elevators, the eight people crowding inside for the trip up. As Kristina clung to Darius, her head resting against his broad chest, she caught the eye of one of the older women, an attractive blonde who appeared to be in her late forties or early fifties. The woman gave Kristina a smile, winking before allowing her eyes to drift approvingly towards Darius.

When they stepped off the elevators, Kristina did so, knowing that the older blonde would have gladly traded places with her in a heartbeat. That thought excited her because it wasn't the first time tonight Kristina had felt envious eyes upon her. Had that ever happened when she was with her husband? It wasn't as if Scott wasn't a handsome man; he was. And his muscular frame often caught the eyes of women they encountered, if only briefly. But had any of those women ever looked at Kristina with envy?

Not the way they had tonight.

"Anyone want to have a nightcap?" Reggie asked as they entered the condo, looking back towards Darius and Kristina.

Pressing her frame harder against Darius, Kristina shook her head no as she allowed her hand to brazenly slide down over Darius's waist to his groin. She then began to caress the sizeable lump present there, offering another non-verbal reply as to what she was hungering for.

"Careful, slut," Darius said with a lascivious grin, "you keep that up, and you might find yourself bent over the couch and stuffed full of nigga cock right here in front of your friend."

Kristina's eyes fluttered over in the direction of Lissy. The lanky blonde stared back at her with an almost playful and challenging look, her desire to see what Darius had just described readily apparent.

"Why not?" Kristina thought to herself. After all, it wouldn't be the first time that she and Lissy had gotten fucked in front of one another. Kristina had always found those scenes hot, and she knew Lissy also had.

Feeling incredibly wanton, perhaps more than at any other time in her life, Kristina looked up into Darius's dark eyes and said, "Do it, baby. Show them how addicted you've made me to your big black cock."

That's all it took for Darius as he lifted her with a growl and carried her much smaller frame as if she weighed nothing. Dropping her down onto the couch, Darius's hands went to Kristina's hips, gripping them and spinning her around until she faced away, looking towards the large bank of windows that stared out over the city. Kristina could only moan as she felt her dress hefted high above her hips, the cool air in the condo hitting the wetness of her cunt.

"Tell Lissy what it is you want me to do to you, slut," Darius demanded as he slapped first my right ass cheek and then the left. That was followed by the sound of his zipper being lowered as Lissy stepped around the edge of the couch to look Kristina in the face, Reggie standing behind her and cupping the sexy blonde's bare breasts.

Feeling emboldened by her arousal and strengthened by the licentious way Lissy was glaring at her with lust-filled eyes, Kristina said, "I want you to stuff me full of big nigga cock until I can't come anymore. Then I want you to fill my cheating married white pussy with your superior black cum over and over again."

Lissy moaned at her friend's words, seeming to relish hearing them. Reggie responded to his girlfriend's aroused sounds by moving her closer to Kristina and then pushing against her upper back and forcing Lissy to bend over until her elbow rested almost in contact with her friend.

Kristina barely had time to register the new development before she felt the bulbous head of Darius's thick member begin to probe her opening. Kristina felt it dragged back and forth through her wetness before settling against her vestibule. There was the briefest moment of pressure before Darius forced himself inside her, a familiar pleasant burning as the walls of her cunt stretched to accommodate his thickness.

"Oh, goddammit, yes..." Kristina cried out, her eyes cinching closed and her head tilting back as Darius forced himself deeper inside her. She'd tried to convince herself all day long that this feel couldn't have been as good as what she'd remembered from the night before. Kristina had halfway convinced herself that she'd imagined it. But here it was again as Darius began to saw through her depths, each stroke bringing her precariously close to a rapid release, the thought of Lissy watching it happen only elevating things.

"Tell your friend, Kris," Darius growled as he began to actually fuck her, his length now wholly ensconced in her velvety confines. "Tell Lissy who fucks you better, me or your husband?"

Darius began to pound into her opening with unabashed savagery to emphasize his demand. The effect was instantaneous, the walls of Kristina's cunt seizing against Darius's magnificent black staff as she came while screaming, "You do," repeatedly. Kristina did it without shame or regret and little to no guilt. There was just no arguing with facts.

"Tell her what you're addicted to!" Darius demanded as he continued to rearrange Kristina's insides throughout her climax, offering her no quarter despite how her vaginal walls clamped against his mammoth shaft.

"Your nigga cock!" Kristina yelled in return, her mouth working on autopilot as one climax lapsed into another, and she began to keen her approval of Darius's superb effort. Kristina hadn't even known herself capable of coming back to back, Darius, proving yet again that he was superior to her husband in every way that mattered.

"And tell Lissy who's pussy this is!" Darius bellowed loudly, the baritone in his voice demanding that there was only one acceptable answer. He needn't have bothered because in Kristina's mind at that moment, there was no doubt as to how she would reply.

"It's yours, baby! It's yours..." Kristina replied, her voice sounding utterly earnest as she pounded back into each of Darius's thrusts. "Come in your married white pussy, baby! Fill me up! Breed me!"

The last words had just slipped out, wholly unintended in a moment of pure lust. Perhaps they were born out of Kristina's longtime need to be a mother, or maybe a result of the fantasy Lissy had whispered in Kristina's ear just before they'd left the club. But the sudden thought of one of Darius's potent swimmers overcoming Kristina's birth control suddenly didn't sound all that unappealing.

Perhaps the thought appealed to Darius as well. Kristina felt his massive manhood swell within her tight confines a split second before he roared like a beast. His molten release flooded her insides, splash after splash of it painting her cervix with his virile load. Kristina's eyes flew open at that moment and met Lissy's stare, the willowy blonde herself currently getting pounded from behind by Reggie. Something passed between the two women, Lissy's words from the restaurant once against ringing in Kristina's mind. Could they really do this? Could it really come to pass? There were too many unanswered questions and barriers currently lying between them and finding out, but at that moment, one thing was sure in Kristina's mind.