1. The White Guy


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Taboo, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    took him up on another vodka. He wasn't nervous and I could tell this wasn't his first time with a prostitute. After the drink and pleasantries and the cash situation, he got right down to business. I sat on the side of the bed while he took a seat facing me at the little table by the window. “We've only got an hour and I want to get right into my thing.” Uh oh. He had a thing. “Basically, I used to spy on my aunt when I was a k**. She lived with us for awhile while she was separated. She cheated on her husband, my uncle. I had the room next to hers and I could crawl out of my window out onto this ledge and peak into her room. I used to do it just to watch her get undressed. But that summer, I watched her fuck probably 30 different guys. Then my uncle would come over and she would lie straight to his face about how she wanted to patch things up and that she still loved him. Anyway. Long story short, I want you to pretend that you're my aunt. Does that freak you out?” He wasn't worried or embarrassed, he was just asking. I thought about it for a minute. I looked down at my ring and said, “Nope. I'm okay with that.” “Okay, so I'm going to step out for just a minute. While I'm gone, I want you to strip all the way down.” He began to mess up the sheets and blankets on the bed. “Then start putting your clothes back on just like normal. After you've put your pants on, knock hard once on the end table and I'll come back in. Just pretend I'm your nephew. Questions?” “Just one. ...
    Should I be pretending to like this? Or are we doing...you know...a **** fantasy here?” His dark eyes got cloudy and his expression changed to one I've seen on many men. “You don't want me to, but you do.” I nodded, knowing what he meant. He walked out and closed the door and I undressed. His fantasy wasn't something I'd played out before, but in the scheme of things, it wasn't that strange and within my bounds. I could play along. Once I was fully naked, I started getting dressed again. I pulled my panties and jeans on, then rapped on the nightstand. Thomas came back in the room and said, “Shelly! That's it! No more cheating on Bill!” I covered my chest and said, “Thomas! What are you doing here?” “I followed you! I know you've been cheating!” He strode in angrily and grabbed my arms, pulling them away from my chest. He stared down at my tits while he continued to yell. “I'm going to teach you a lesson, aunt Shelly.” “You don't understand! I wasn't cheating! It's not what you think?” But he ignored me and pulled me over to the bed. Getting behind me, he undid my jeans and pushed them and my underwear down to my knees. Then, sitting on the edge of the bed, he yanked me over his lap. Using one hand to push my head down, he brought his other down on my ass. I yelped and then screamed and thrashed as he continued to spank me. It wasn't hard at first, but he kept going until my fake cries were real ones. He finally stopped, breathing hard, running one hand over my ass. Then he said, ...
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