James sat in his bed listening to the shower run. He fantasized about the woman in the shower, and how that water ran over her 5' 11 body starting with her ginger red hair, down her freckled face, and her piercing green eyes. He imagined her long fingers cupping her 38d tits, as the water splashed onto those large full melons, also covered in freckles. He wanted to linger on the tits as he stroked his 7" dick, but he thought of the water slipping through her fingers down her not so flat stomach pooling in her belly button and dripping off her spade belly button ring. He focused on that wondering why Sophia was so hell-bent on advertising that particular thing, but not why she chose that route.
Since she moved in 3 years prior James had watched her date many men rarely any of them lasting more than 2 months, and the white guys she dated might as well have been slaves. She treated them like shit, and was never loyal to them. She would laugh and joke with her sister Kendra, in front of James, how they would get addicted to her and beg to have one more night with her. The black men on the other hand didn't tolerate Sophia's strong will, and you could see it in her demeanor that she was not the dom in the relationship.
The other difference was in the bedroom, with their rooms being adjacent, it was easy to hear the moans and grunts at night. Kendra was a heavy sleeper, but James stayed up late listening to Sophia with her newest man. If it was a white man, the moans weren't as real, There was no skin slapping, no begging to be treated like a slut... James liked to imagine they were doing nothing more than missionary sex.
On the other hand the black men made her moan from deep within, skin slapping louder than you could imagine, and she'd beg constantly to be treated like a slut. James couldn't help to stroke to these noises, even as his wife Kendra lay next to him.
James sped up stroking as he thought of what those guys would have seen with her pants pulled off. He thought of what that fire bush might look like. He hoped she left some hair to match the drapes, maybe a little triangle to run your fingers through. He imagined eating her out as he grabbed her ass that stuck out way too far for a white girl. An ass built of 2 large water melons and just as tight. It was the thing that attracted black men to her. James came into his hand thinking about that ass, just in time as he heard the water shut off.
He cleaned up, and walked out to the living room. He was dressed in just a pair of boxers, his abs although not ripped still showed signs of working out in previous years. For 37, he was in good shape and looked younger than his years, besides his now slightly receding hair line. It was what helped him pick up his then 19 year old girlfriend.
Kendra was tall 5'8, built similar to her sister, with less full tits, and a slightly smaller ass. In the 5 years they were together she had let herself go, her stomach got fatter, her ass and tits started to sag. Having 2 kids didn't help her body, and no matter how much James pleaded she wouldn't start working out. But James still loved to run his fingers through her curly blonde hair, kiss her thick full lips, and get lost in her bright blue eyes.
Today though James was happy that she had taken the kids to her parents and wouldn't be back all day. Sophia had recently been openly flirting with James, and today he wanted to do more.
He started cooking breakfast, and heard Sophia come out of the bathroom. She entered the kitchen dressed as usual as she knew she was a goddess. Her shorts clung to her legs, ass, and pussy. The shorts not being long enough to cover her entire ass. The tank top was tight, and low cut, he couldn't help but stare at her tits.
"Morning James," he heard her say as he broke his lock on her cleavage. She smiled, waved, and blew him a kiss.
"Morning Sophia, I made breakfast, hope you like chocolate chip pancakes."
"You know I do honey," as she walked to the fridge bending over to grab a drink on the bottom shelf. She wagged her ass, knowing James would be looking. She smiled to herself, as she moved her left leg out, the shorts being pulled into her ass crack.
James stopped and stared. James knew she was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't stop himself, her ass was just so perfect. He started rubbing himself as he watched her spread her legs. The words of his wife, telling him that she liked to break men and destroy their lives, lost on him at this moment. He could only think what it would be like to make love to a goddess.
He watched her ass tighten and straighten out as she stood up, but his eyes were locked, and he couldn't break free.
Sophia smiled and wiggled it, then cleared her throat. "You're having milk right?"
James eyes broke away, looking up at her. He blushed as he said "y-yes the usual," with a hesitant smile.
Sophia walked up to him, running her hand over his cheek and down his body, grabbing his bulge. "Don't worry honey. I'd want to fuck me too."
James swallowed hard hoping she'd go further making the first move. But she released her grip, and starting pouring the milk. "Might want to check on those pancakes, they're starting to burn, and those would be yours."
James quickly pulled the pancakes off, "what are your plans for today Soph?"
"Don't really have any, just going to lounge around, not having a car puts a damper on any plans anyway." She dipped her finger in the pancakes batter, and turned to him wiping it on his lips. "But that should make you happy, being alone with me all day." She leaned in and licked the creamy batter off his lips.
James couldn't help himself, he reached around her grabbing her ass. Trying to pull her in as he opened his mouth for a kiss. But Sophia pulled her head back. "What are you doing James. You have a wife and kids."
James was beside himself, his hand still on her ass "I don't care Sophia I need your body so bad, you've been teasing me with this thing for 3 years now, and lately you've been even worse." His other hand slid up her stomach to her full tits.
Sophia laughed, knowing she had full control over him now. She reached down grabbing his bulge again. He pushed him to his knees.
James smiled as his eyes became level with her mound. His hand reached out touching the promised land, leaning in he kissed and bit at her bare thighs.
He slid his hands to her waistband and pulled it down, of course she wasn't wearing any panties. And there staring him in the face was a bush not shaved into any shape just well trimmed. He ran his fingers through the fiery red bush. He leaned in kissing the hair, mesmerized by the soft feel of it.
He kissed down to her clit, as his right hand parted her full lips. His other hand slid up her body, under her shirt to her full tits. He squeezed them, and ran his fingers to her thick nipples pinching them. He heard her whimper, and pinched more.
He smiled up at her, thinking he had her, controlling her. He leaned in kissing, licking, and biting at her lips. One finger slid in as he flicked his tongue at her clit.
"Mmm, good, yes right there, worship your goddess." She pushed his head into her wet pussy and held it there, laughing silently at her control over this weak man.
