My name is Cassie and I have fucked a black man! There I said it, I can't believe it is true and I am still in shock myself as I'm married.
I suppose It's not really a surprise that I have strayed from my husband because as of lately he hasn't been seeing to my needs in the bedroom. After all I am only 21, 5' 9", with long blonde hair and size 38 DD breasts and a sexual appetite that consistently needs addressing. I can't see what his problem is.
Throughout high school my husband and I were at it like rabbits, day and night. But since we have got married he seems to spend most of his time down the pub with his mates. Lucky for him and us he has a rich daddy which pays for our lifestyle.
Just lately I had been dressing sexier for him to notice me. As it is the summer I constantly wear denim hot pants with my high heels on as I know from High School that he always liked fucking me in them. And just to make sure, I wear a pink low cut top that proudly shows of my assets. Surely this he won't resist.
As I wait for my husband to get home the doorbell rang. I got up thinking who that could be because my husband isn't back for another hour. If it's another one of those double glazing salesmen I will seriously blow my top, as I opened the door though I'm in for a surprise.
"Hello darling, we are here to service your boiler," said the first black man.
He was 6' tall, very black and about 50ish. The black boy behind him looked about my age same height as, what I presume, was his father.
"Oh...nobody told me that you were coming?" I was confused usually my husband deals with this stuff.
"You are our 2 o'clock appointment, it says here," handing me some documents.
I took the documents from him pretending to understand them but didn't have a clue with this sort of stuff. Where was my husband when I needed him?
"Ok...I don't feel comfortable with both of you in the house so one of you will have to stay outside."
"Can't handle both of us sweet cheeks? No problem, which one of us do you want?" voiced the older black man.
I didn't want either of the black men especially the way they both were looking at my tits. But thought I would be safer with the older one.
"Unlucky son, maybe next time," laughed the older black man.
After letting the black man in I went back to watching TV. After a while I went to make myself a cup of tea, when I got to the kitchen I noticed the black man wasn't there. Surely this was where the boiler was I thought? I remember my husband showing me when we viewed the place. I must pay more attention but these things don't interest me.
I looked everywhere downstairs but he couldn't be seen. I was beginning to think he must have gone back outside for more tools, when I heard the words "Damn that's hot" from upstairs. I shot upstairs to find out what he was doing, when I found him in our bedroom admiring my sexy lingerie.
"What do you think you are doing?" I shouted.
"Your husband's a lucky man darling," he was still admiring my lingerie with his back to me.
I marched over to him and snatched my lingerie away from his big dirty black hands.
"That's mine, you're not allowed in here," I cursed.
"Can't help it darling, with those sexy shorts you are wearing there I couldn't resist checking out your draws" he said with a cheeky smile turning around to face me.
That's when I noticed he had undone his overalls and his big black cock was out fully erected. It was at least 10 inches and as thick as my arm, WOW I thought my husband's only 5 inches. He grinned as he noticed me admiring his huge cock.
"I bet you've never seen a black cock before?"
It was true I hadn't. With my eyes still fixed on his black cock, he started to walk towards me, his cock bouncing as he moved. He stopped just in front of me with it pointing straight at my belly. This huge cock now looked even bigger, veins poking out everywhere.
"On your knees."
I stopped looking at his cock and looked at him with my confused blue eyes.
"NOW."
I jumped and went straight on my knees. Now his black cock was facing my mouth and he had a great view down my top. I could smell his sex. Why hadn't my husband been seeing to me lately because the sight of another cock got me wetter and wetter.
As I stared at his black cock I'm sure I noticed some pre-cum escaping, he must be horny as hell too. I instinctively licked the tip; I'm so used to sucking my husband's cock that I couldn't help it.
"Mmmm," the black man moaned.
That turned me on more. I decided to have some fun as my husband wasn't here to service me. After all I'm just going to suck his cock, maybe make him cum.
I took both my hands and wrapped them around his cock; they didn't even cover it all! So I took the tip of his black cock in my mouth and used my both hands to start pumping it.
"Ahhh...yes...wow that feels so good, I knew you were a born cock sucker from the moment you open the door."
With this encouragement I took more of his cock into my mouth, sucking and licking it whilst taking my manicured nails and caressing his balls.
"Yes that's it baby," screamed the black man "Work my balls."
He loved this. I decided to let my hands go of his cock and grabbed his black ass and started to work his cock deep down my throat. That always turned my husband on.
"Oh fuck baby I'm going to cum."
And with that announcement he flooded my throat with what seemed never ending cum. This guy hadn't cum for ages. I managed to swallow it all but with great difficultly.
