For those of you who think Black cuckolds don't exist, you really need to stop watching the fake shit they show in porn and get to know real couples, seriously. My name is Michelle Monroe-Kingston and I'm a young Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts. I recently graduated from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst with a Master's degree in Business Administration and currently work at Bank of America. Tough economy so don't judge a sister, alright?
Lately, my husband Grant Kingston and I have run into a bit of a slump in the romance department. A lot of couples go through this, and I am told that it's a fact of life. Add to that the fact that Grant and I come from different worlds and we're both busy professionals, and you have a recipe for hardship. Nothing that love can't overcome, at least that's what I want to believe.
My husband Grant Kingston has a Bachelor's degree in Criminology from Emerson College and works as an analyst for the Boston Police Department. I am so proud of him. We need more educated brothers working in the field of law enforcement. Heaven knows we've got too many brothers behind bars. Grant and I do alright for ourselves, professionally and financially. It's our personal lives that need work.
You see, six months ago, I caught my husband Grant Kingston in bed with a former friend of mine, a red-haired White slut named Marianne O'Connor. We met while attending Revere Christian Academy and were friends throughout our university days but Marianne O'Connor betrayed me by seducing my man. I cannot believe my beloved Grant fell for Marianne's tricks. She's a basic bitch! What is it with Black guys and their fascination with White pussy?
I am way hotter than Marianne will ever be, seriously. I'm five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with dark brown skin and long Black hair. I am a fine-looking and proud Jamaican-American sister. People say I look like Tennis champion Serena Williams, only curvier and with a thicker ass. I take that as a compliment usually, but seriously, I don't look like Serena Williams. That tennis bitch looks like me, thank you very much. I am a hot sista and I rock in the bedroom. So why did my beloved husband Grant cheat on me with that White bitch Marianne?
My wayward hubby Grant Kingston begged me to take him back and I did, partly because I still love the guy, don't ask me why. We got married in Bethel Town, Jamaica, my actual birthplace, three years ago and that counts for something in my book. I am a good Christian woman and I take my commitments seriously. Besides, Grant and I have a son together, little Aaron. These days, our son Aaron is staying with my parents in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, while Grant and I work things out.
Grant Kingston and I are trying to get the romance back in our relationship. Notice that I am saying romance and not sex. Sex was never a problem in our relationship. Grant and I are both passionate people. As I said before, we're from different worlds but that's part of the fun for us. Grant Kingston was born in the City of London, England, to a Jamaican immigrant father and a White British mother.
Grant Kingston moved to the United States of America for college, and I guess he never left. We met at a college party in downtown Boston ages ago, and fell in love. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on Grant that he was the one for me. I've got a thing for tall, mixed brothers with green eyes, chiseled bodies and big dicks. Blame it on Hollywood guys like Vin Diesel and Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. I haven't been the same since I started watching The Fast and Furious movie series.
Anyhow, as I said before, Grant and I are a passionate couple. Last week, we got freaky in a washroom at the Boston Public Library on Copley. Grant and I snuck into the men's room, put the "closed for cleaning" sign in front of it, and then got our freak on. Just like we used to in our college days. I knelt before Grant as he unzipped his pants, freeing his long and thick caramel dick. I sucked Grant and massaged his balls until my gorgeous stud came, and when he did, I licked every last drop of cum from Grant's big ole dick.
Afterwards, Grant bent me over the bathroom counter, and I yanked down my crimson panties. Grant caressed and spanked my thick Jamaican ghetto booty, and even kissed it. Since this was a quickie, I told Grant to hurry up and fuck me. Grant laughed and thrust his hard dick into my cunt, then he began fucking me with gusto. I screamed passionately as Grant slammed his big ole dick into my cunt, and fucked me roughly, just the way I liked it. After fucking my cunt good and proper, Grant eased out of me and came all over my big dark booty.
Right as I turned around and began readjusting my clothes, still panting from the excitement, I saw my hubby Grant do something suspect. My hubby grabbed me and then began licking my cum-filled pussy, and I saw a look on his eyes that I'd never seen before. When I asked him about it later, Grant shrugged and dismissed the whole thing. I never forgot about it, though. The other night, guess what I found on Grant's computer at home?