Telling Victor about the black neighbor

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Telling Victor about the black neighborVictor was sure that I was cheating on him with a well hung black neighbor.One night, after fucking in a very wild way, we both were recovering our breath as we looked to the ceiling; when he finally dared to ask me directly:“How did you get with that black guy Fred?”I pretended to be surprised at first, but then I reacted as nothing happen.I reminded him that he had asked me one day if I wanted to feel a big cock inside me. Of course I wanted, more than ever.One afternoon I was so horny after work, I came home and watched porn and fucked myself until my loving husband arrived. Then I made him so many blowjobs that my poor Victor could barely walk after I finished him.But I discovered I needed more to satisfy myself. I used to bury my four fingers in my wet cunt as I was on my knees sucking Victor. I desired more, indeed, more cocks and more cum… a huge cock, a thick and throbbing cock is what I wanted and needed to calm down my horny condition.I started to take walks around the block, so I would not keep masturbating like a nymphomaniac every time. This guy Fred lived up the street, and he was hard at work in his front yard. His only apparel was cut-off jeans and work boots. As I passed him, the first thing that caught my eye was the large bulge in his shorts. He said hello and I returned the greeting with a compliment on the wall he was building. We introduced ourselves; as we chatted, his crotch was eye level to me as he stood on that new wall. He said he was a contractor and had just finished remodeling his basement. I kept glancing at his cock and wondered as to its size. Then Fred must have noticed my curiosity and saw my attraction for his large package.”Would you like to see it, Anita?” He asked me smiling.”See it…the basement…?” I stammered, moving my eyes from his crotch.”Yes, the basement” He kept smiling…”I need an iced tea. Would you like one, too?” He offered me.”Please and thank burdur escort you.” I blushed and followed him inside.He showed how a dark dingy basement could be transformed into a very comfortable living room in an existing home. He poured two glasses of iced tea and said his wife was working in the back yard. We could see her through the cellar window. As he talked, my attention wandered to the object of all my fantasies. I could see the outline of a rising huge black cock muscle in his shorts, and I could not help staring at the anticipated growing hard-on. Fred sensed my fascination and elemental needs for a big hard cock.”It is not only my basement you came in here to see… Ana…”His hand squeezed his hardening cock through his pants. “This is what you want, isn’t it. You want to see this big black dick of mine”.”What about your wife? I see her out there in the back garden…””She cannot see us… the windows are tinted” Fred assured me.“C’mon, Ana… feel it…” He tempted me with an evil grin in his dark eyes.Before I could say anything, he took hold of my trembling hand and placed it on the twitching denim bulge. “Do you want to see it, babe…?”He pulled down his zipper and dropped the shorts to his ankles. A thick, ten inches of beautiful dark meat stood straight up toward me. I got a chill down my spine at sight of that long black shaft, with blue veins sticking out.With a tentative touch, I wrapped both of my hands around his cock and held it. The warmth and hardness I felt made my pussy creamy and wet.”You never had a cock like this in your hands, had you?” Fred asked me.I was speechless and I shook my head from side to side. Then I looked again through the small window. His innocent wife was there, just few feet away from us, on her knees pulling some weeds…”Do not worry about her. You just feel and stroke my black dick, Ana”.I went down on my knees and did as he told me. I worshipped his black cock between my hands. Being escort burdur submissive to him excited me more. “Kiss the tip, babe; I know you want a taste of black meat.”I put my lips to his cut bloated cock, kissed it, and licked the warm head. Then I told him that I never saw a cock as big as his; just in my dreams.”Do you want to blow me, bitch… I know you want it…” He whispered softly.I put my lips over his cock and crammed as much as I could of it into my mouth. I jerked on the long shaft and pumped my head on that huge thing.Then I tried to engulf the whole ten inches down my throat, but I could not do it and gagged; taking it out and cogging.”Shut up, bitch… my wife will hear you” Fred warned me, smiling.”Take your time, Ana, just suck on the head and jack me off into your mouth. You do want me to come inside your throat, as a good bitch…””Yes, please, Fred… Please cum in my mouth. I want to taste it…”Then he ordered me to stick my hand inside my panties and make myself come. I came twice for him, as he wanted, before he came in my mouth.Fred held his cock over my face and his semen oozed out and into my open mouth; we were still enjoying that great moment, when his wife stood up and headed towards the basement door.”Suck me, bitch…hurry up, my wife is coming down here…”He jerked faster on his cock, as I sucked on it. His remaining hot cream shot into my mouth. I swallowed several times and still had another mouthful of cum that spewed from his hard dick.”Do you have company, dear?” His wife Jenny asked, as she came down.I was still swallowing cum and wiping my lips when he introduced me. Fred explained we were neighbors and I wanted to see their new basement. Maybe I was feeling guilty, but Jenny had a look in her eyes, that made me think she knew what we had done. “Your job is very impressive, Fred…I was hoping you could look at our basement and give us some ideas…” I said and saw her sweet wife raising a suspicious burdur escort bayan eyebrow as she looked at him.”Certainly, I could” Fred showed interest. “How about if I go tomorrow?””Well, I think tomorrow in the morning will be fine”.Jenny kissed me on the cheek and then I walked away.After leaving them I jogged home and tore off my clothes in the bathroom. I felt my wet pussy was on fire. I fingered myself to orgasm after orgasm.The next morning at eleven o´clock, I answered the door in just my nightgown. I wanted Fred’s huge black dick inside my hungry pussy…With no hug or kiss, he had me suck his dick in our foyer to make it good and hard. We fucked on the couch, first. My pussy never felt so full and split open wide, as his cock rubbed on my clit while he stroked it inside me. I had so many orgasms with him fucking me that I lost count. After we were done, I told him I needed a shower; but he followed me to the bathroom.He came under the rain with me and ordered me to play with my wet pussy until I came for him, as we had a warm shower.As I came in an intense orgasm crying like a real bitch, Fred grabbed my hair and made me stare directly at his eyes: he told me I would be his slave slut from now on. He called me “bitch” and yelled at me that he would fuck me whenever he wanted…He stroked his cock and made me finger my pussy again, before he bent me over and fucked me up my tight asshole. He sodomized me wildly under the warm rain and finally came deep inside my anus, grunting and shouting.Since that day I became his slave.Sometimes Fred came home to fuck me with his hard black dick.Sometimes he brought me some of his wife’s sex toys; huge dildos and even a sybian machine. He enjoyed watching me masturbate with those toys. Some days he used to pick me up on his van and fuck me in a desert parking lot before letting me go to my office.Finally he offered me to share my body with some of his friends; mostly of them love anal; because their wives had never let them in their asses…My loving Victor heard me very carefully as I told him everything. He accepted everything and his only condition was to be present during the gangbang with Fred and his friends…

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