1. Big Cock Fantasy - Part 4


    Date: 11/11/2014, Categories: Interracial, Author: JWren, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    chest and my knees weakened at the thought of his mighty wand working its magic in me. “That’s very gallant of you again,” I managed to say. “You sure know how to make a woman feel desirable.” “But you are desirable. It’s not just words or flattery, you are a very attractive woman and your husband is an extremely lucky man.” Oh dear, why did he mention husband? Let’s be honest, what was coursing through my mind and body didn’t make Tony a lucky husband at all. “You get your food and I’ll pop up to my room and freshen up. I’ll be back in a few moments,” I said and headed for the patio doors, sensing that Justin was watching my wiggling rear end. The bathroom was cool and I sat wondering and debating whether I was doing the right thing. What if Tony fucked another woman? What if he had a fantasy about fucking a black woman or a woman of any other race? Japanese? Chinese? Or what if he had anal sex with someone, an activity I didn’t fancy at all? How would I react to his infidelity? Could I merely accept it because he’d fulfilled a fantasy? Would it be a test of my love for him? If I let him satisfy a craving would it prove my love was strong? If it made him happy, gave him pleasure, should that be good enough for me, too? Or would I be jealous and feel cheated? I dribbled a few drops of pee and wiped myself. As I pressed the tissue between my legs, I thought: My pussy has got a lot to answer for, hankering after giant cock and not being content with Tony’s fatter-than-average ...
    seven-incher. Many women would love to have him penetrating their channel. Oh dear, what am I doing? I flushed the toilet and swilled my hands under warm water, looking at my reflection in the mirror above the washbasin. I had a golden tan, my luxuriant fair hair which framed my face and ended at my jaw line was a little lighter thanks to weeks in the sun. My teeth were straight and white and my lips... well I needed to add some colour. I applied lipstick and, buffing up my hair with both hands, said, “It’s up to you, Jen. Now or never.” I walked into the bedroom to the sound of my phone ringing. Caller ID told me it was Tony. “Hi, darling, how are you doing? What time is it?” “Hello, Jen,” he said and paused. I imagined he was checking the time on his wristwatch. “It’s just after 6:30. Are you having a good time?” “Yes, yes, I am. I got here okay, no problem finding the place. Oh, Tony, it’s a lovely house, really enormous and the garden is beautiful with a pool and manicured lawn. It’s only a small party, about nine of us I think, mostly Gaynor’s and Charlie”s work friends. Fact is, I’ve just come into the house to have a pee. My room is lovely and has a balcony overlooking the pool.” I opened the door and stepped out and leaned my elbows on the balcony’s outer wall. “Everybody’s getting something to eat now. They’ve got caterers in, none of this do-it-yourself lark.” “The escort business pays well, then,” said Tony. “Yes, but I’ll tell you more about that when I get home ...