14 Inch Black Dick My wife, Coleen, manages a small travel agency. Last week, she hired
Titus. That hiring resulted in fireworks for Titus, my wife and me -- and I'm
writing to tell you about it. First let me describe the "stars" of my letter.
Titus is Black, 28, and a real hunk -- muscles everywhere. Coleen is 25, 5'6,
120 lbs, 36-22-34. She had sandy-blond hair and large blue eyes. She wears
sexy clothes, too-low cut and tight tank tops, miniskirts, textured nylons, but
at her work she dresses rather conservatively, usually business suits and
skirts.
You see, I'd suggested to Titus, whom I knew through my gym, to apply at
Coleen's travel agency when he told me one day that he was looking for a new
position. I don't know why I didn't mention that Coleen, who kept her maiden
name for professional reasons, was my wife. Titus was excited when he told me
about his new job -- and his new boss.
"The White chick I work for is sexy as hell!" he told me, then went on to
describe Coleen's "tremendous tits" and "tight ass." Well, that sounds like my
Coleen.
"I'm going to lay that babe," he concluded, "going to shaft her deep!."
He raised his hands for a high-five and let out a loud, "Oowwwweeee! Am I ever
going to fuck her good," as our hands met.
"Good luck," I called out as he walked away. Good Luck? Jesus! I'd just
wished a guy "good luck" in balling my wife! Then I realized my dick was
getting firm as I imagined his Black hand 14 Inch Black Dick fished out a ten dollar bill and waved it. Amber knew from their
college days that Mel was predjudiced against blacks, but now her
nipples were poking out through her top and her large bosom was heaving.
Lamar danced over to her. He had a band around his wrist to hold his
tips and Melissa inserted the ten. He held his crotch right in front of
Melissa's face and yanked his briefs down under his balls, swinging his
hips.
All the women were staring at Melissa. She looked in shock. None had
seen Lamar's penis, but they could tell by the shocked expression on
Melissa's face that it had been impressive. The young woman's mouth was
hanging open in an expression of surprise and she looked dazed. "I gotta
see it," said Sabrina waving a twenty.
Lamar took the money and this time pulled his briefs all the way down,
stepping out of them. "Fuck me, that's a big dick!" exclaimed Sabrina in
shock.
"Sabrina please!" said Mrs Derrickson aghast at her daughters language.
The older woman had one eyebrow raised staring at Lamar's muscular ass.
The other eyebrow shot up when he turned around. "Dear god!" she cried.
Lamar's penis looked like a ten inch cucumber, bent downward, swinging
around as he moved his hips. Behind the huge shaft, large balls swung
ponderously. He danced around to each of the women. They were all too
shocked to tip. Brian's mom made an odd gesture. The thin, grey haired
lady brought her hand up like she wanted to touch it to see if it was
real, then quickly pulled it back looking embarrassed. "Times almost up
ladies," saiid Lamar walking around the room. "Last chance to see it
hard. One of you will need to give it a little pull."
"It's hard already," whispered Melissa. Gravity was holding the monster
angled down and it didn't look like it could grow anymore.
"Over here," said Sabrina. Her mom stared at her disapprovingly, but
said nothing. The eldest Derrickson girl, quickly grabbed the tip of
Lamar's cock and pulled a couple times. Amber was jealous of her free
spirited sister. If the two mother's hadn't been present, she would of
been tempted to touch it herself. Sabrina even looked reluctant to
release it, but he stepped back and danced around with a fat, foot long
cock sticking straight out from his crotch. He swayed his hips around as
close to each woman's face as they would allow him.
"That's it," said Lamar when Wife Slut Black Cock Interracial Porno away chuckling to himself. The conceited bastard.
He began soaping up that swinging piece of meat, pulling it between his foamy
fists. I made a short shower of it and darted back into the locker room.
When Titus came out of the shower he dried himself off. Then, to my
surprise, he pulled on his dress slacks without putting on underwear. He
smiled at me as he fed' his dong gently down one leg of his slacks, "This
drives the women wild!" I knew he was returning to my wife's office and the
only thing between Coleen and that dangerous cock was the sheer material of his
pinstriped slacks.
That night, Coleen seemed distracted. I spoke to her several times
without her even hearing me. She attributed it to work and I suggested that
she take a week off, since her new man was doing so well. She quickly
dismissed the idea. He wasn't completely trained, yet. She had a far-away look
in her eyes when she started talking about him and I guessed she was thinking
about his body.
"You never told me, is this new guy married?" I asked.
"I believe so. I think he's happily married with a few kids. Why do you
ask?"
"Just making conversation, hon," I gritted my teeth. Coleen had never
lied to me before, that I know of. And she had to know that Titus wasn't
married.
Later, we had our standard, weekly lack-luster missionary sex. It lasted
about five minutes and she turned away from me. I could tell from Mandingo Compilation
Sophia Interracial Gallery
Black Dick Latina Amber on the other
hand, was nervous, having second thoughts, and afraid she'd end up being
married to a man who couldn't get an erection. It was too late to turn
back now and she did love Brian. She'd do her duty and live life never
knowing what black cock felt like. She'd just keep the dldo hidden from
her husband.
There was a loud rapping at the door.
Mrs Derrickson opened it and looked out. "Hello Reverend."
"Maam. If the beautiful bride is prepared, I'd like to spend some time
praying with her."
"We're finished in here Reverend Sharpspeare," said Susannah.
"Excellent." Sharpspeare strolled into the room towering over the four
members of the Derrickson family and Melissa. "Amber you look
magnificent in that dress."
Amber felt her pussy quiver as he stared at her. "Thank you sir." Her
wedding dress was sleaveless and low cut showing off her impressive
cleavage. It was somewhat daring for the demure young woman, but not as
daring as the crotchless panties she was wearing underneath, a gift from
the Reverend to surprise Brian with on their wedding night. There wasn't
any material to soak up all the lubrication her pussy had been producing
almost constantly since meeting the Reverend. Her thighs began getting
damp.
"If you don't mind ladies, I'd like to council Amber alone," said
Sharpspeare.
"Of course," agreed Susannah. "Amber, I'll send your father when it's
time. You girls can go wait in the dressing room."
Amber watched the four women leave the last of which was her little
sister Vicki. Amber watched Vicki's eyes cast downward shyly away from
the Reverend, but she swore the eighteen year old was glancing at the
black man's crotch. Al Sharpspeare's eyes also roamed down Vicki's body
as the young woman left the room. "Well Amber," he said when they were
alone, "any second thoughts?"
"Lots sir. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing anymore. I don't
know if I'll be satisfied living with Brian. I don't..."
"This is my fault Amber. You've seen and felt black cock, now you want
it, you crave it. Your pussy is probably dripping now just thinking of
it."
Amber blushed and a tear rolled down her cheek. She couldn't say
anything, but she nodded. It was all true.
"Brian is rich and you love him correct?"
"Yes sir."
"Then you should marry him, but if he truly loves you, he'll want you to
be happy. Are you wearing the lingerie I Black Shemale Cock Interracial Porn Video I'd guess. Handsome, in a way." she said, pulling off
her light gray jacket and shaking her hair free from it's bun. I could have
been mistaken, but I believe her nipples were now poking through the material
of her white blouse. I knew better than to ask too many questions for now.
Later that night, as we lay in bed, I began to nuzzle her neck. She told me
she was too tired bluntly and asked me to wait until the weekend.
At the gym the next day, Titus went on about his new boss again. "She is
so FINE!"
"Is she married," I asked.
"Yeah, but that won't matter. A lot of married women are getting
business taken care of at home and are hot to fuck."
"Do you think she is interested?"
"Fuckin' A, she's interested! She took me to lunch yesterday. We had a
great time. I tried to steer the conversation around to sex a few times, but
she is still acting coy. I had such a boner! I got up to pay the check and I
made sure she got a good look at it bulging in my pants. When I looked down
her eyes were riveted to my johnson. Then she looked up, kinda shocked and red
in the face, but she smiled."
"Wow. Sounds like you got it in the bag, man," I said, feeling a lump
growing in my throat.
"Yeah. And this bitch customer came in to see about a trip. I started
flirting with her and Coleen, my boss, came over and said she would handle this
customer. She was fuckin' jealous, man, that I was hitting 
Interracialsex Mandingo Stream her mind he
was saying, "I'll bet you'll want lots of black cock from now on."
"I will," replied Amber.
"Then I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
****************
The reception was at an inn on a beach in Long Island. The Reverend had
asked to provide some workers for the party, men he and Solomon King had
rehabilitated in the past.
All black men of course. Two big ones were parking cars for everyone and
there were two more bartending inside as well as two bodyguards who went
everywhere the Reverend did outside his office. They were all the giant
muscular types Amber came to associate with big cocks.
The bride and groom were a little late arriving as the new Mrs Brian
Caldecott ran to the bathroom to clean herself out as soon as the
pictures were taken at the church. They entered the dining room when
announced and there was loud applause.
Amber ate her dinner and looked around the room at all the guests. She
noticed Sabrina and Melissa were hanging out at the bar talking to the
two black bartenders and clearly flirting with them. The reception
progressed ending with the bride and groom dancing together, then
switching to dance with other guests. Sabrina embarrassed the family by
pulling one of the black bartenders on the dance floor.
"May I cut in?"
Amber felt a deep yearning in her pussy the minute she heard the
Reverend's voice. She thanked the cousin she was dancing with and took
Sharpspeare's hand. Her body trembled
as they danced. She didn't want to dance with him, she wanted to kneel
before him and take his cock in her mouth. Instead, she looked up at him
and found he didn't look happy though he was smiling. "What's wrong
Reverend?"
"I'm afraid there's been a racial incident in Tennesse. A racist school
teacher has expelled three black teens. I'm flying out in the morning. I
need my new assistant to go with me."
"Whoa, I'm leaving on my honeymoon in two days sir. What about Brian?"
"I hope it will be over in a few days. It's important work we do Amber.
Brian knows that and you still get your wedding night with your husband,
the next two, you spend with me."
"He'll understand."
*****************
Brian didn't understand. He stood near the window in their candle lit
room, clad in only his boxers. He didn't want to remove them, he could
sense the tiny, limp penis underneath. His impotence made him feel
inadequate Black Cock Slut Blog I was trying for a different look, Mike. I rather don't care
for it, though," she said, casually turning away from me.
"I like it. It looks hot!" I growled as I slipped up behind her and
cupped one heavy tit in my hand.
"Please! Mike! I'm very tired. I'm just not in the mood!" Coleen
pulled away from me and began removing her jewelry.
I couldn't wait to talk with Titus again. I took some time off from my
work to be sure that I could come to the gym earlier than usual and stay a
little later, to ensure that I'd happen to run into Titus again. Part of me
wanted to hear him say that his boss had told him what they had done was a
mistake, that it wouldn't happen again, that she loved her husband too much.
It was a week later that I saw Titus enter my gym. He looked tired but
managed a weak grin when he saw me.
I couldn't be coy. "Well, tell me about your new lady boss!"
"Shit, man. The reason that I haven't been able to come to the gym on my
lunch hour this whole past week is cause she wants to fuck every day now!
She tells the office help that she and I are going to lunch, but we go to
her house and fuck our brains out every afternoon."
I felt my sphincter tighten, as if I was the one being fucked. Not only
was my sweet wife screwing this big-dicked wonder but she had been doing it in
my house, in the very bed that I'd been sharing with her these past nights! 
Mandingo Angela fished out a ten dollar bill and waved it. Amber knew from their
college days that Mel was predjudiced against blacks, but now her
nipples were poking out through her top and her large bosom was heaving.
Lamar danced over to her. He had a band around his wrist to hold his
tips and Melissa inserted the ten. He held his crotch right in front of
Melissa's face and yanked his briefs down under his balls, swinging his
hips.
All the women were staring at Melissa. She looked in shock. None had
seen Lamar's penis, but they could tell by the shocked expression on
Melissa's face that it had been impressive. The young woman's mouth was
hanging open in an expression of surprise and she looked dazed. "I gotta
see it," said Sabrina waving a twenty.
Lamar took the money and this time pulled his briefs all the way down,
stepping out of them. "Fuck me, that's a big dick!" exclaimed Sabrina in
shock.
"Sabrina please!" said Mrs Derrickson aghast at her daughters language.
The older woman had one eyebrow raised staring at Lamar's muscular ass.
The other eyebrow shot up when he turned around. "Dear god!" she cried.
Lamar's penis looked like a ten inch cucumber, bent downward, swinging
around as he moved his hips. Behind the huge shaft, large balls swung
ponderously. He danced around to each of the women. They were all too
shocked to tip. Brian's mom made an odd gesture. The thin, grey haired
lady brought her hand up like she wanted to touch it to see if it was
real, then quickly pulled it back looking embarrassed. "Times almost up
ladies," saiid Lamar walking around the room. "Last chance to see it
hard. One of you will need to give it a little pull."
"It's hard already," whispered Melissa. Gravity was holding the monster
angled down and it didn't look like it could grow anymore.
"Over here," said Sabrina. Her mom stared at her disapprovingly, but
said nothing. The eldest Derrickson girl, quickly grabbed the tip of
Lamar's cock and pulled a couple times. Amber was jealous of her free
spirited sister. If the two mother's hadn't been present, she would of
been tempted to touch it herself. Sabrina even looked reluctant to
release it, but he stepped back and danced around with a fat, foot long
cock sticking straight out from his crotch. He swayed his hips around as
close to each woman's face as they would allow him.
"That's it," said Lamar when 14 Inch Black Dick from her
breathing that she wasn't asleep and I wondered what it was that she was
thinking about.
I started hanging around with Titus more and more at the gym and our
conversation often turned to his new lady boss.
"Just yesterday, I had to come into her office to talk about something,
and she started kinda chewing on this pencil in a real suggestive way. Got me
hard thinking about her chewing my johnson instead! She caught sight of my
stiffie and smiled up at me as nice as you please, with the broadest grin."
I picked up the pace on my exercise bike unintentionally. "She must want
it bad, do you suppose?"
"Hell, she NEEDS it bad. She and I started talking about her home life
and, as I suspected, hubby isn't taking care of business!"
"She told you this?" My sweat suddenly chilled.
"Well, not directly. She said that she and he husband often were going
in different directions at home due to their jobs. I know exactly what she
meant."
Good girl, Coleen, I thought to myself. Don't let this bastard get the
best of you. I found myself hoping that Titus would come to the gym soon and
admit that he had struck out with his new boss. I had a large part in bringing
this situation about and now I felt trapped by my duplicity. I was little more
than a passive viewer in what could very well be my cuckoldry.
You guessed it! Two days later, Titus showed up just as I was leaving
the gym.