1. A Baby for Fran


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: ArizonaRob, Rating: 87, Source: xHamster

    morning, Jack and I kissed and we showered together. We soaped each other's bodies and dried each other off with fluffy hotel towels. It felt like Jack was my husband and we were having a weekend away together and we should get dressed and go down to the restaurant and have breakfast. But we weren't married and we both had to go, so I asked Jack to sit in a chair and I got on my knees and gave him a farewell blowjob. This time, I didn't spill any seed; my tummy got it all. I had only intended to suck Jack off, but he was still hard after my blowjob and I took my panties off and climbing onto that gorgeous cock for a ride before I went home. He put his arms around my waist and held me down on his pole while it filled my little white womb with his last load. I came so hard he had to hold me up. I felt Jack's cock soften inside me and I was proud to have fully satisfied such a stud. We kissed goodbye and he left and I gathered my things and met the girls in the lobby for the ride to the airport. They asked me why I was so quiet, and I told them I was a little hung over. On the flight home, I pretended to sl**p while I thought things through. I had given in to a weakness I knew I had to avoid and betrayed my husband and f****y. That much was bad enough, and I had to deal with the psychological consequences of cheating. But, worse, I had fucked a black man bareback and, if he had gotten me pregnant, I couldn't avoid the consequences; I would have to have an abortion or lose my ...
    marriage. At least if I had cheated with a white man and gotten knocked up my husband might think it was his, but not a black baby. I had to wait two weeks to see if my period would come. All the way home, I felt Jack's seed leaking from my cunt. You have probably guessed that my period never came. I went to the doctor to be sure I was pregnant and the test was positive. I made vague plans to have an abortion but every day I found an excuse not to go to the clinic. In truth, I wanted the baby badly. I put off going until I started to show and my husband noticed. He was ecstatic because he thought it was his baby and he called our f****y and told them the &#034good news&#034 and he told our daughters. Later, we went for a sonogram and found out it was a boy. Jack's son was growing in my womb. Now I have to carry the baby to term, whether I want to or not. I want Jack's and my son, but I know my marriage will be over the day he is born. My husband won't stand the shame of being cuckolded by a black man and our f****y will be furious when the find out their &#034miracle baby&#034 is the product of an adulterous night with a black stud. And the baby will be living proof to the world of my lust for black men. There is a lot to worry about, but most of all I worry about what kind of relationship I will have with my little girls that I love so much. I didn't get Jack's phone number. I don't even know his last name. But, maybe after the baby is born I will find him through the hotel and ...