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They had married young after he had knocked her up and she hadn't had any other cock in her besides his. One evening, several of us were there getting high on some pot, and after he had gone, Linda was curled on the floor with her face in the carpet. I bent over her and asked her if she was OK and she whispered, "Make love to me." I was shocked and stoned and sat up, not believing what I had heard. Shortly after, everyone started to leave, but she caught my arm and said "Wait - just a minute." When the others had left she said it had been the weed talking, but I simply took her in my arms and kissed her. Blacks On Blondes Planetsuzy you want me to do this?" "Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?" Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents help you?" "Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's destroying our community. He has to be taken out." "Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned, it wasn't like she had anything better to do. They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties and had Christy put them on there. The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by whistles from the FBI agents. "Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word. "Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand." "Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?" They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps, the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either. Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself, "he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month. This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers. He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel. Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full. The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make. Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and empowering. As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around, a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him. He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. He looked even tougher in real life. His brown silk suit sparkled in the candle light from the table. "Hey Free Interracial Porn Cuckold Vid new girl, and when I saw her sitting with him at the bar I walked over to chat. Her eyes were sparkling with lust as she checked me up and down. He grinned nervously and ordered a drink for me. It wasn't long before the conversation moved to the subject of sex - sex with his wife. Pleased as I was by the suggestion that I could have his wife, I hesitated to take him up on his offer when he said "We never swing alone - I have to be there." I really didn't know whether I wanted to have another man right there watching as I pumped his wife full of cum and I didn't know him well enough to know how he might react to seeing his wife orgasming with a strange black cock crammed deep inside her spasming womb. Besides, I was not interested in any bi-sex with him and something about his manner insinuated the possibility. No, if I was going to fuck his wife for him it would be on my terms. I would take her, not be given her. I let them know I was intrigued by the idea and that I definitely wanted to try her young dancer's body, but I remained uncommitted about the time and place. It wasn't until a couple of weeks of mutual flirting and teasing between Teri and me had passed that I felt the time was right. By then I knew enough about her relationship with her husband, Mike, to see that he was a lover not a fighter and was controlled by her lust. I, in turn, could control her the very same way. I would have her with his knowledge but not with his presence or approval. I would take her from him, fuck her, then give her back. Black Bigdick

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She tried to ignore her discomfort. After all, it wasn't so bad. Their hands felt so warm and powerful. Their massaging was gentle, almost loving. These men weren't trying to take scam her or take advantage of her like those bastards last month. These guys were just passionate. They really seemed to think she was sexy. As Dominic moved his hand towards her thigh, Julius slid his fingers up Christy's belly, over her ribs, up the underside of her breast and towards her nipple. Christy caught her breath and held it. She couldn't believe how these men were feeling her up in the middle of this crowded bar. She was glad they hadn't invited her back to their room but she was still shocked at their brazenness. The waitress returned with their drinks and the men broke off their advances, to Christy's relief. "A toast," said Dominic, "to the most beautiful white woman I have ever seen." "Here, here!" cheered Julius. "Oh, why thank you," replied Christy, touched by their sweet words. The men took deep swallows of their drinks and set them down, returning their hands to Christy's body. She was startled and almost choked on her drink. Dominic ran his fingers up Christy's inner thigh, approaching the hem of her dress. Julius slid his fingers over her right nipple, swirled around it twice and moved over towards the center of her chest. "What a smooth fabric," Julius whispered in her ear. The soft breeze tickled her. She let out a little laugh which Julius took as a signal to continue. He kissed her ear and licked her lobe. The warm sensation sent a tingling down her spine, melting her muscles. Christy threw her head back, being over-whelmed by all the intimate contact. Julius moved his fingers along the top of her dress, stopping over her top button and popped it open. His hand slowly slid down to the second button and flicked that one open, too. Christy was barely aware of it though because Dominic's hand had moved up her between her thighs and reached her moistened pussy. She let out a soft moan when his fingertips first brushed against her uncovered pussy lips. Julius thought she was reacting to him, though, so he moved his hand down to the third button, just below her breasts, and opened it. The stretched fabric covering her breasts quickly parted, revealing her ample cleavage. Since her breasts were packed tightly into the dress, they pushed together making her cleavage quite deep. Christy glanced around, hoping no one else in the bar had noticed, but the three guys at the table across from theirs, about six feet away, were watching them and laughing. Christy tried to ignore them and focus on the pleasant sensations from Dominic's fingers on her pussy. Julius ran his hand slowly down to the fourth button, just over her belly button, and unfastened it, too. The top of her dress spread opened further, exposing her breasts almost to the areolas. Julius slid his fingers up, pushing into her naked cleavage. He flattened his hand out, covering most of the inside of the left breast. He slid his palm over, moving his hand under the dress, and covered her nipple. He gently squeezed her breast. Christy let out another Interracial Creampie Vids Cuckold Photo out and took my black hand, pulling me from the shadows to her side. The contrast between our skin was heightened in the moon's dim rays and it excited me to see the coal-blackness of my flesh outlined against the pure, paper-whiteness of hers. She felt my re-engorging cock throb against her thigh and reached down and pumped it in her soft hand, lily white against it's ebony thickness. She then led me by it like a stiff leash, past her sleeping son's bedroom to the one she had shared only with her husband until this night. I know he had a larger cock than mine, and her pussy, although muscular and tight, was none the less large and well-stretched. I knew that it wasn't just a cock or just a big cock or even just any cock that she craved, since she had selected me from four or five others there that evening. It was a black cock. There were very few blacks in the small, midwestern town, and I was the only one she knew. We fucked and slept, fucked and slept an I plowed her young, fertile furrow until she sent me away just before her husband was due home. Shortly thereafter I moved away, but returned for a visit once. She said that at one point he asked her if she had ever been unfaithful, and although she said nothing, her silences to his questions told him the story. It made him become tremendously sexually excited and their sexlife began to change. They began swinging and he kept setting her up with other black men as he fucked their black wives. 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She stretched her lips even wider as he crammed his dick down her throat. Soon she could feel the head banging against her tonsils. Christy was over-come with passion and sucked with wild abandon. Before she knew what was happening, Julius withdrew from her mouth and both cocks were pulled from her hands. She opened her eyes, fearing for a moment that they had been discovered. The two black men were still fully clothed in their suits even though Christy was bare-assed naked. Dominic reached down and, grabbing her arms, pulled her to her feet. Julius walked over to a near-by lounge chair, his cock bouncing before him as he walked. He lay down on the chair as Dominic led Christy over to him. Julius' cocks stood straight up, like a big black flag pole. With his hands on her bare hips, Dominic guided her body over Julius. Her knees were spread around his hips, resting on the chair. Her pussy hovered over his stiff cock. This isn't what she wanted to happen but it was too late to say no. She lowered her body onto his dick. The large head pressed her pussy lips apart. Christy let out a loud moan as his cock probed deep into her moist love canal. She began moving her hips up and down, riding his hard cock. She had never felt so filled. They fucked like animals, him dressed in his silk suit and her completely naked. She held onto the smooth fabric over his bulky arms, trying to steady herself. Julius reached up and grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down to him. He gave her a deep soul kiss, their tongues intertwining. Christy was in ecstasy. She felt an orgasm start to build. A shock broke through her haze when she felt something press against her asshole. "Oh, no!" she thought. Dominic was going to fuck her in the ass. Julius held her shoulders in a tight grip. She couldn't move. She screamed as Dominic's cock pried apart her sphincter. Julius kept sliding in and out of her pussy as Dominic slowly worked his cock down her dark hole. 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As I stepped up into the DJ stand to start the show with my half-hard wet cock still throbbing in my jeans I glanced to the bar and saw Mike staring open-mouthed at a still panting Teri while under the counter his hand felt the sopping panel of cloth between her legs. It was now that the flush of power swept over my body. I had taken her, made her cum continuously for as long as I pumped her, and when they left I would make him cum his little balls dry all night as he relived the adventure she had without him under the dominance of a black. I liked the feeling, and I knew it wasn't the last time. Lightning doesn't strike twice unless you are a lightning rod, and my rod was in for another adventure of its own soon with another white wife and another husband who needed to have his wife well fucked by a black dick. If you plead with me I may tell more. Blacks On Blondes Rapidshare you want me to do this?" "Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?" Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents help you?" "Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's destroying our community. He has to be taken out." "Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned, it wasn't like she had anything better to do. They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties and had Christy put them on there. The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by whistles from the FBI agents. "Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word. "Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand." "Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?" They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps, the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either. Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself, "he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month. This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers. He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel. Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full. The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make. Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and empowering. As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around, a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him. He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. 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