Give Me Your Cum
My name is Kathy, I’m a 26 year old wife and this is the story of my first interracial experience.
My husband was out of town for business; he was going to be gone for three weeks. After about a week and a half I couldn’t control the desire to have my physical needs met. I decided I would hit the bar the next night and find a suitable guy.
It was a little after eight when I began to get ready. I fixed my hair and makeup, put on my favorite black silk halter top that highlighted my natural 44B breasts, a pair of jeans and a pair of six inch heels. I checked myself in the mirror and thought to myself, I can’t believe I’m going to be spreading my legs for another guy tonight.
I arrived at the bar, and it wasn’t very busy. Looking around I didn’t see anybody that I wanted to hook up with so I sat at the bar and ordered a drink. After a few sips a handsome forty something black man sat next to me and ordered a beer. Normally I wasn’t attracted to black men, but he was hot. He was 6’5 240 pounds, shaved head with an athletic build.
I took another sip when he moved closer to me and introduced himself. “Hi, I’m Marcus. ” I smiled, shook his hand and said “I’m Kathy, nice to meet you.” Marcus was dressed casually in a pair of khaki shorts, sneakers and a blue golf shirt.
We made small talk as we drank. Half way through my second drink, the conversation led to flirting. Marcus put his hand on the small of my back, and whispered in my ear, “You have really amazing breasts. Are they real?”
I blushed and replied, “Thank you and yes they are.”
“Too bad your married, your incredibly sexy.”
“You’re pretty attractive too,” I replied.
We continued to flirt like that for a while. The combination of the alcohol and Marcus gently rubbing my back was making my freshly trimmed pussy really wet. I looked over at Marcus and said, “I need a cigarette, want to join me?”
“Sure,” he smiled knowingly.
Marcus put his hand on my ass as we walked out to a secluded portion of the balcony. The balcony overlooked an alley, and wasn’t visible from the street; two large street lights provided plenty of light.
As I lit my cigarette Marcus put his hands on my waist pulling me close to him. He began to softly kiss my neck as he ran his hands over my stomach and squeezed my breasts. I moaned as I exhaled.
Marcus ran his hands down my waist and slid his hands under my halter top. He squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I moaned even louder as I rubbed my ass against his crotch. “That’s quite a bulge,” I said a bit shakily.
Marcus chuckled, “It’s ten inches long and I’d love to put in you.
I moaned into his ear, “Mmm, I think I’d like that.”
As he continued to massage my breasts he said, “Want to fuck here?”
I just mumbled on word as my body lit on fire, “Okay…”
I flicked my cigarette over the balcony and grabbed the railing. Marcus ran his hands down my waist and quickly unbuttoned my jeans. In one fell swoop Marcus pulled my jeans and panties down to my ankles. In a commanding voice he ordered me to spread my legs and stick my ass out a little more as his shorts fell to the floor. I complied as I anxiously awaited Marcus’s meat missile.
Marcus placed the head of his cock on my tight damp pussy and drove his big black cock deep inside me. I screamed in pain as he drove his dick into me. He let a loud Neanderthal grunt as his balls slapped my ass cheeks. Marcus lifted my top and grabbed my tits and began fucking me. I moaned louder and louder as I adjusted to being fucked by his monster cock. Soon I was matching his thrusts.
Each one of his thrusts brought me closer to cumming.
Marcus groaned, “Fuck Kathy, you’re so tight.”
I was so hot now all I wanted to do was cum on his thrusting cock, “Fuck me like you own me,” I begged.
“Whose pussy is this?” he whispered into my ear as he thrust deeper and harder into me.
I moaned in ecstasy, “It’s yours baby, it’s yours.”
Marcus began thrusting harder and deeper; pinching and squeezing my breasts and nipples. “Oh god Kathy, you married fucking whore, I’m going to cum in you!”
I was on the verge of orgasm myself and I moaned loudly, “Keep fucking me, wash my insides with your hot cum baby, do it!”
He grunted louder and louder and then he pushed hard against me and his body went ridged. “Here it comes! OH FUCK!” Marcus wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight, as he shot his baby batter deep inside me.
The big black man came for what seemed like an eternity. I put my legs together and ground my pussy against him, making sure I got every drop of his man mustard before he was done.
Marcus pulled out of me and smiled. I lit another cigarette. I could feel his cum dripping down my inner thigh, as I smoked. I finished my cigarette and pulled my pants back up.
I kissed him and as I turned around to leave the alley I gave Marcus my number and told him to call me tomorrow.
Marcus did, and I’ve fucked him twice a day for the past two weeks. I love my husband, but I also love being Marcus’s whore.
When my husband came home I told him what I’d done. He forgave me on the condition that he would be able to watch me spread my legs for Marcus. A month later I let my husband watch me do Marcus in our bed and we all had a hot time that night.
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