Special thanks go to Literotica member, Smoothed for his help with editing and excellent creative input.
This is an interracial story that depicts a relationship between a married white woman and younger black men. It includes cheating and interracial sex. If this content is not to your liking, please find a story that is more suited to your interests.
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Later that day, Katy sat in church with the other moms, watching her twin children practicing their choir routine. She looked demure and proper, just like the other mothers gathered in the pews.
But in her mind, she knew she was practically the polar opposite of these women. Less than two hours ago, the married, thirty-five-year-old redheaded housewife had been in a public park, on a picnic table, being fucked by a horse-cocked black teenager.
The thought made her shudder in the pew. She could still feel the swelling of Dwayne's massive member as he repeatedly pummeled her married pussy with it. She was sore, there was no doubt about it. He'd given it a thorough pounding.
Katy nervously glanced around. Thank god no one could hear her thoughts.
Several days passed where Katy and Dwayne were only able to exchange simple texts. Katy was not used to the stretching that Dwayne gave her pussy in the park and tried her best to put off seeing him again for a day or two just to recover. She knew that her body would get more used to him once they had more consistent sex, which was very difficult to do given Katy's busy schedule.
As she stood at the sink, with her hands under the warm water rinsing dinner plates, she noticed her thin, white fingers gripping the shaft of the charcoal-colored brush she was using. Although it was much thinner than Dwayne's cock, the contrasting color of her fingers on the dark handle brought him to mind instantly and she became absorbed in the recollection of his magnificent penis.
'I want that thing again. I want it in my mouth, in my body.' She felt the familiar wetness develop between her legs. The excitement was building. As she fantasized about her new exciting lover, her thoughts became more frustrated.
She wanted to spend more time with Dwayne. She wanted to enjoy unfettered access to his beautiful penis. She found herself regretting the fact that Dwayne had pulled out, not finishing inside her. She wondered what his throbbing, ejaculating cock would feel like, filling her with his load.
But Katy knew her schedule would be an issue; it limited her. She'd need to address that. She also became frustrated considering her wardrobe options for her new relationship.
'I need clothes. I can't wear my "mommy-clothes" when I see him. I need sexy outfits.' Katy finished loading the dishwasher and resolved to go shopping that very evening.
Katy was lost in reverie as she went about the more mundane tasks of her day. She picked up toys cast about the house as thoughts of the big, black penis filled her mind. She cleaned the stainless refrigerator door trying to remember how Dwayne's ebony cock filled her mouth.
She couldn't rid her mind of the images of the (then) anonymous cock that day in the grocery store, it seemed that reminders of Dwayne's enormous black penis were everywhere she turned.
She had quickly developed a big cock obsession and was perfectly content to think about his beautiful penis throughout her day as she went about her domestic duties. She was now taking her phone into the bathroom with her to gaze upon the pictures he sent her.
It wasn't difficult to become preoccupied with Dwayne and his endowments. Her husband, Dean, did little to bring her out of her preoccupation with the other man, in fact, he seemed quite content with taking her for granted and abandoning her sexual needs. She wondered how she was going to have sex with Dean knowing what it was like to be filled completely by a truly big dick. Her thoughts drifted to what Dwayne was doing at that moment.
"Damn it, man! This fine woman let you fuck her in the park?"
Dwayne's cousin, Cedric, was holding Dwayne's phone and excitedly scouring a picture of Katy. It was a close-up of her wet pussy, and Cedric was examining it closely, holding the phone inches away from his face, and licking his lips. Dwayne immediately regretted mentioning Katy to Cedric.
Cedric, or "Ced", was related to Dwayne, but was more devious and much less pleasant than his cousin. Ced had always had a fetish for white women. He certainly enjoyed a conquest over any woman, but he particularly sought white girls. This was for two primary reasons: he derived a sense of power from it, and he was attracted to them in general.
Dwayne had been so excited about his new, unexpected relationship with the older, married housewife who was definitely "out of his league", that he felt he had to tell somebody. He found he could not keep his new romance a secret and made the mistake of telling his cousin about Katy and her hyper-sexual ways.
"You have got to set me up with this girl, Dwayne. Seriously!" Ced was glued to Dwayne's phone and the image of Katy's pink pussy and snow-white skin.
"No way, Ced. I just started seeing her. No way." Dwayne shook his head, but knew his cousin had dirt on her and could easily pressure him into hooking up with the hot, married woman. He regretted telling his cousin about Katy.
"I'm not gonna force you, but at least let me hang out with you!" Ced respected Dwayne, and the eighteen-year-old already knew from previous experience that Dwayne could beat him down without too much effort. Ced was only 5' 8 and weighed 185 pounds. He was pudgy and not too handsome either. Buck teeth, bumpy skin, and knock-kneed, Ced had to work hard to get the few women he had managed to persuade to have sex with him.
"Okay, but I don't know when that will be. She doesn't have a lot of time. She's married with a family, you know?"
"Alright, I get it, but when?" Ced persisted.
"She's coming over tomorrow, but not then. Maybe next week." Dwayne was firm about this. He had hardly gotten to know Katy himself, and he didn't feel like sharing any of their precious time with his fat cousin.
Cedric snuck Dwayne's phone into the bathroom and sent the pictures Katy had texted to Dwayne to his own phone. He added her contact information to his own list and gave her the contact name "Red" after the color of her pubic hair.
He took out his cock to piss, then after shaking it dry, he started stroking it while looking at the picture of her pussy.
'I'm fucking that.' He thought as he slowly stroked himself. 'One way or another, I'm going to hit that many times.' Ced vowed to himself.
Dwayne's mother and father both worked during the day, which left the house empty during the week now that his older brother had married and was living in his own home. Dwayne discovered that as long as he had a job, his parents pretty much left him alone. He was allowed to come and go as he pleased, which almost always required the help of a friend or family member giving him rides. Most of the time, it was his cousin, the unemployed Ced, who helped him out with his transportation needs.
His cousin was always dropping by to talk to Dwayne, hang out with Dwayne, asking to get set up with one of Dwayne's girlfriend's friends. Until Dwayne had enough money for a car, he would have to tolerate Ced, if only for his wheels.
Coming out of the bathroom, Ced nonchalantly set the phone down on an end table and asked, "Does she have friends?"
