1. Black Bred


    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I'm married to a wonderful man. We live in a nice house in a good neighborhood. My husband travels on business often and plans on making a long trip this week. His long trips sometimes leaves me sexually frustrated so I have to resort to playing with my toys. My mind starts drifting as I play with my vibrator. My head leaned all the way back as I rub my clit. I can see a picture in my head of our new neighbor. He's black and very muscular. I get the idea from him that he could be very dominant. I fantasize about a situation where I am with him and I've been in a relationship with him for a while. We've been seeing each other often. Whenever my husband is on one of his long trips. I get a phone call from him just hours before my husband leaves on his trip. He tells me it's long overdue that I should be black bred. I try to explain that my husband would kill me if he found out I was pregnant with a black baby. He won't listen to my pleads and explains how he wants me to prepare for the evening. He tells me this before hanging up and I spend the whole day at my job in a terrible state, just anticipating. On a break, perhaps my cell phone rings, and it is him, telling me just a hint about what is in store and a 'suggestion' about where I should be when he arrives at my house that evening. I fix dinner for us, and he arrives at my front door a bit late. The table is set, and he takes the bottle of wine out and a pair of glasses out to pour us a drink. I go upstairs to take off ...
    my clothing- cooking naked is not a good idea when you are excited and likely to spill something. We sit outside on the deck as the sun goes down, and he tells me the rest of his plans. I love the way wind feels on my body when I'm naked, it's one of the nicest things about living in the country. I love sunbathing in the nude. I suspect my neighbor has seen me many times out in my back yard. It starts to cool off, as it does in the desert in the evening, and I move to sitting with him on a love seat on our back porch. I move to sit on his lap. I'm already wet I have been all day, more or less. I would wonder how he knew THIS was the day I ovulate, as even I don't usually keep track of my periods that closely. I am not very organized though, and he is. He tells me how sexy he thinks I am, runs his hands up and down my sides and caresses my breasts before tweaking my nipple. "I want to see these get even bigger." I shiver. This isn't usually a fantasy of mine- I am a double D, which is quite enough when you are running after an out of control puppy that your student has let, for some unknown reason, off leash. Tonight though, is not about practical. It's about need. I have to ask myself, "Why does my husband have to take these long trips?" My pussy feels like a vacuum, pulling the rest of my body in towards it, desperate to be filled with something. I can't resist any longer, I reach down to touch myself, but he grabs my hand. "Tonight, you are receptive, and you will receive ...
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