I awoke the next morning with Jerome next to me. I put on a robe and went to make coffee. When I went outside to get the paper I saw Jerome's car in the driveway, I got nervous.
I went back inside. I started to get excited all over again when I felt Jerome's semen leaking down my thighs.
Jerome woke up while I was pouring my first cup of coffee. He walked out to the kitchen naked. "Oh my god! does that ever go down?" I said to him.
"Not since I met you," He walked up behind me giving me a hug.
"Jerome you can't leave your car in the drive."
"Ho! Why not? your mine now."
"I dont need the nosy neighbors telling my husband about a strange car in the drive while he was away," I said.
Jerome started to untie my robe.
"I get the point fuck bunny," he said pulling my robe off.
"Jerome I have to get ready for work," Jerome was now rubbing his cock against my pussy making me wet again.
"Call in sick, ho!" sliding his cock into my pussy.
"OHHHH! Jerome what have you done to me?...AHHHHHH!" Jerome started plowing into my pussy, I lost control. It felt so good I started climaxing. "Fuck me Jerome I'm yours do it, yes that feels so good...AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Just then the phone rang, DAMN! I thought.
"Answer it," Jerome told me.
"Hello," I said, trying to control myself.
"Morning sweetheart," it was my husband.
"Morning honey," Jerome picked up the pace.
"How did you sleep?" he asked.
"Not well,"
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I just kept dreaming of you putting that bun in my oven," I felt the head of Jerome's cock expand.
"Sorry about that honey, We will try when I return."
Just then Jerome's cock exploded, injecting more baby batter right at my womb, "OHHHHHH! I look forward to you coming home," I said.
"Are you okay honey?"
"Yes honey, Why do you ask?"
"Did you hurt yourself?"
"No honey I'm okay, I just spilled something," I lied.
"Oh! okay" he said.
"I have to get ready for work now honey," I said.
"Okay honey, good bye."
"Bye honey," I hung up.
Coming down from the excitement of Jerome cumming in my pussy while talking to my husband. I looked at Jerome, "You really are a devious bastard aren't you?" I said teasingly.
"What?"
"Trying to knock me up while I'm talking to my husband on the phone," giggling.
"Just knowing you were faithful two days ago, giving in so easy to my every demand. The thought of knocking you up with my baby while you talked to your husband, It is the ultimate conquest," I thought about his answer for awhile.
Still bent over the counter with his cock buried in my pussy, "Jerome you are right!" The more I thought about it. "Letting you fuck me while I talk to my husband is quite exciting," I said, smiling.
"You did not complain when it was happening."
"Jerome your cock fits my pussy so well I can not help myself. It is all I have thought about since we left the warehouse," I confessed.
"You are a whore," Jerome stated.
I put my head in my hands and started to cry. "Jerome I can not beleive the power you have over me. Two days ago I never thought I would fuck somebody other than my husband. Now here I am letting you try to put a bun in my oven while I talk to my husband on the phone."
Jeromes cock started to respond to my grief about what had come over me. He was again sawing his big black cock into my pussy with authority now. I had an orgasm, "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Your enjoying this slut, does it excite you?"
"OHHHHHH! Jerome that feels so good, I don't care anymore. If my husband was this good I never would have been so easily seduced," weeping still.
"You will never be the same whore," Jerome said. "Once you take it black you can't go back."
"You BASTARD, AHHHHHHHHHHH! Your right. Fuck me and knock me up with a little black bastard," to my enjoyment Jerome started to power fuck me, I passed out.
When I awoke, Jerome was nearing another orgasm. His pace was quickening and his cock was expanding. When it hit I felt warm all over. The intensity of it all was so exciting. The power of his seed pelting my womb was so much better then my husbands.
I was thinking at that moment, this is it I'm pregnant with his baby. I turned my head to look at Jerome. He kissed me with an authority and passion that did not exist in my husband. He left his cock in my pussy as we kissed. When it finally softened and he pulled out we broke the kiss.
"Jerome we have to put your car in the garage," reminding him.
"Keys are in my pants," He said, pouring a coffee.
I swayed my hips as I walked to the bedroom, I never felt sexier. I returned to the kitchen to retrieve my robe from the floor. I put my robe on and walked out to put Jerome's car in the garage. I was getting more and more excited, his sperm was leaking down my thighs. Once the car was out of sight from my nosy neighbors I walked back into the house and dropped my robe, I called in sick.
I poured a new coffee and sat at the table with Jerome, smiling at what I had become. When I finished my coffee I got up to make breakfast. I thought, Jerome was right I was born to fuck black men. His cock fit snuggly in my snatch and my pussy lips hugged his cock like they did not want to let go. OH MY GOD! the power of his orgasms pelting my womb, satisfaction.
I handed Jerome his breakfast and sat down with a big grin on my face, "Why so happy all of a sudden?"
"This may be wrong because I'm married, but you were right."
"Right About what? You being a whore."
"No, well yes now, I was born to fuck black men."