Isaiah Moves In
Veronica finally gets pregnant
Disclaimer:
This story deals with interracial sex, Cuckolding, controlling, and impregnation. Please do not continue if any of these subjects offend you. This is a work of fiction, meant to be enjoyed. Please click back if this does not suit your style. I am not a Ernest Hemingway. It is just another black stud and white wife story. They are free, so don’t expect a literary masterpiece. All negative anonymous comments will be deleted.
These are stories of a couple named Veronica and Sam. Different stories, same people. The stories are based on different lifestyles a person would take in life based on family upbringing and education. Remember, all fictional.
Sam and I have been married for several years. I am 23 years old and my husband is 40 years old. My husband works and I don’t. He prefers to be the bread winner in the family. I am a typical housewife. I cook and clean
We were barely getting by on Sam’s meager earning as a pharmaceutical rep working. He travels during the week and is home on weekends. The economy was not the best and my husband’s commissions he used to make have diminished. Things being tough and it has taken a toll on our marriage. We were in a rut and our sex life suffered too. After a week on the road, Sam would come home and we may or may not have sex that weekend.
Things started to change for the better regarding Sam’s pay. The money was great, so we were able to live more comfortably. We got all of our bills caught up. We even bought Sam a new car for the road. However, our sex life continued to suffer. Neither of us would want the social stigma of a messy divorce. We still loved each other, but over the last year or so our lives had diverged, with us hardly having time for each other. It was time for me to regain Sam’s interest. I was determined to rekindle our sex life. I bought a slave outfit to look slutty as possible. Sam would be back from his road trip Friday afternoon, so I want to look as nice as I can for him.
Sam arrived home late Friday night. He was tired and went straight to bed and fell asleep. I was not happy to say the least. We had a nice Saturday together, but again no sex. Sam went to sleep and I decided to have a good cry. Sam spent Sunday getting ready to leave out on Monday. I asked Sam to sit and talk to me on Sunday. I confronted him about our sex life. He said he is sorry. He knew he was not keeping me happy. I told him I needed affection. I told him that other men flirted with me and I love the attention, but I am married and faithful.
I went on to tell Sam about Isaiah. Isaiah is a young black teen that cuts our grass and handles our yard work. He has always flirted with me when I am lying in the sun. He has offered to put sun lotion on me and comments on how nice my body looks. It does make me feel good as my husband is not paying me any attention. I was shocked when Sam said I should befriend him and spend time with him, so I will not be lonely while he is on the road. I asked Sam if he was crazy. The boy is interest in nothing more than getting into my pants. Sam just laugh and said “of course he is he is a guy. All guys want to fuck you” I told him everyone, but my husband. Sam apologies and tells me that the stress of the job and making sure all the bills get paid has hindered his sexual desires. He started to cry again. I said nothing more and dropped the subject.
Monday morning Sam left to go on the road to work and provide for us. Wednesday came around and it was a beautiful day. I decided to spend some time in the sun. Isaiah came by to do some yard work. Before he started working he came by to say hi and tell me what he is going to do. As always Isaiah asked me if I wanted him to apply sun screen on me. Today I shocked him by replying with a Yes! Isaiah wasted no time applying the lotion on my back. He started around my neck, working his hands down my back. He skipped my ass and worked my legs working back up to my ass. His slid his hands under up my bikini bottom rubbing my bare ass. I will have to admit that his hands on my ass felt good. His hands brushed up against my pussy lips and I decided to put a halt to his massaging. Isaiah wanted to know if he can do my front side. I told thanks, but that I have already done it, maybe next time.
I had already gone into the house before Isaiah finished the yard work. The doorbell rang and Isaiah wanted to get paid. I advised him that Sam did not leave me the money to pay him. I told him Sam would be home Friday afternoon and would he like to come over them. Isaiah readily agreed and planned to come back on Friday.
Isaiah came by around 6pm and Sam paid him and invited Isaiah to stay for dinner. I was shocked, but I went along with my husband. After dinner and around 7pm the three of us were sitting around listening to music, drinking alcohol, and smoking marijuana. Isaiah wanted me to dance. I hesitated as I felt that Sam should start dancing with me. He declined and Isaiah jumped up and grabbed me and took to the floor dancing away.
I got into dancing and my moves were raw and sensual and Isaiah clearly liked them. Isaiah eyes moved up and down my body, and then back to my face, and he nodded appreciatively. His dance moves were on par with mine and in minutes it looked like we have been dancing together for years.
My hands moved up to my tits as my ass swayed to the music. My eyes widened as Isaiah grabbed hold of my full hips and moved with me. He was bold and assuming, but at the same time he was young and appeared harmless and fun.
I struggle for a few moments of indecision before going with the flow. I reached down and put my hands on top of Isaiah’s while we swayed together. Our hands moved in unison up my body as I stared at Sam with a glazed look on my face. I was much drunker than I had realized and my inhibitions were gone.
I smiled playfully at my husband and guided Isaiah’s hands to my big beautiful tits. He boldly cupped them and I released his hands, reaching back to touch his strong torso, pulling him close as our hips gyrated in time with the music.
I turned to face Isaiah and ran my hands up his muscular body as one song ran into the next. My fingers laced into his thick dreads and my body bumped against his, we were openly simulating sex as I cupped his face and flashed him a sexy smile.
The song ended and I hugged Isaiah tight pressing my sweaty body against his. I kissed him lightly on the lips and took his hand and led him over to the high top table where Sam was standing, waiting with my drink.
Isaiah grabbed my hand and tried to pull me towards the couch. I resisted and he tugged more forcefully. I looked at my husband hoping he would say something. But when he just stared back without any reaction, I reluctantly let Isaiah drag me to the sofa.
Putting his hand between my shoulder blades, he pushed my upper body down. “Bend over; I want to properly see that fine white booty.” Isaiah demanded.
I lowered my upper body bending over the armrest of the sofa. Instinctively keeping my legs straight, “Damn, this is one fine piece of white booty.” Isaiah said lustily as he pulled up my dress and gratuitously squeezed my ass cheeks. “Such tight ass, white girl got some fine ass on her.” Isaiah bent down and kissed my creamy smooth ass cheeks. Then he patted my inner thighs demandingly.
Even though feeling completely ashamed, I moved my feet apart. Closing my eyes I buried my face in the cushion as I opened my legs for the eighteen year old black kid.
Isaiah cupped my pussy over my panties and was astonished to feel how damp I was. “Damn, Mr. Sam, your wife is so wet, the front of her panties are soaking wet. Fuck this white pussy is creaming so nicely.”
I gasped and I felt the heat rising to my face as I heard the crude words. As soon as Isaiah hooked his fingers in the waistband of my thong, I whimpered. I reached back and grabbed Isaiah’s wrist. “Sam honey, come to me baby…come here to me.” I called out.
Quickly Sam came to me. “Yes baby?”
“Is this what you really want? This can never be undone; I will be breaking my wedding vows.” I said to my husband while breathing hard still fighting my arousal.
“Yes, I want this.” He said gruffly as he felt a pit in the bottom of his stomach. I was going to be fucked by another man, an eighteen year old black kid, named Isaiah. The thought of which filled him with anguish, but also lust. He sat down on the sofs in front of me and bent over me.
I removed my hand from Isaiah’s wrist. Immediately, Isaiah pulled down my thong down my legs and now he could smell my arousal. Sam lovingly kissed me as I lifted my feet one by one so that Isaiah could take off my panties.
Completely mesmerized, Isaiah kneeled down behind me. He gently caressed my ass cheeks and then kissed up my thighs, kissed my ass cheeks. As he continued planting kisses on my ass cheeks, suddenly he nipped on my butt cheeks making me gasp. Isaiah pulled apart my ass cheeks and licked my butt crack.
“Ugh…don’t…stop.” I whimpered and at the same time pushed my ass back onto his face. He continued to lick my ass and ran a finger between my sopping wet, swollen pussy lips.
I gasped loudly and spread my legs even more. “Ugh…Ugh…what are you doing to me?”
In response Isaiah rubbed my pussy and bent lower to lick my pussy. I moaned loudly and moved my feet further apart. My pussy released more juices. I lewdly moved my hips.
Seeing my action Isaiah impatiently stood up. He wanted to fuck me now. “I’m gonna fill up this tight white pussy with my big black cock. I have wanted your wife’s pussy for a long time Mr. Sam.” His voice was filled with desire. He pulled out his hard, big black cock, slowly jacking it.
“Take it Isaiah, take my wife’s pussy.” Sam responded lustily. Sam told me he felt he could never give me what I deserved in a big cock as his is only five inches long. Sam wanted me to be fulfilled.
“Oh honey, this is so bad, we are being so bad.” I whined.
When Isaiah rubbed his cockhead on my pussy lips, I reached back. Wanting to feel his cock in my hand, I grabbed his hard cock. Feeling the thick girth of Isaiah’s cock shocked me. I looked back, “Oh God, this is so thick, too big for me. I cannot take it.” I nervously said. I have never before seen such a big, thick cock.
I had thought his cock was pretty big when I had felt it through clothes. But now that I was actually holding the black cock, I was stunned by the size of it. It was simply huge.
“Suck it Veronica, make it nice and wet.” Sam blurted out to me. I whipped around my head to look at my husband with a strange look on my face.
Hearing Sam’s words, Isaiah felt very pleased. He had thought that I would not agree to suck his black cock. Seizing the moment he said, “Yeah suck it, it will make it easier.” He quickly made me turn around and pushed me on my knees, on the rug in front of the sofa where my husband was sitting. I reluctantly kneeled and glanced sideways at my husband.
Isaiah pushed down his shorts and underwear to his knees. My eyes opened wide in astonishment as I got a closer look. The charcoal black cock was thicker than and twice as long as my husband’s with fat veins running all over it. The smooth foreskin was tightly stretched over the big, thick, mushroom cockhead. Precum was leaking out of it. His black balls hung low like a breeding bull. The black balls were big like oversized walnuts. This was the thickest cock with the biggest cockhead I had ever seen in my life.
I smelled the cologne odor from the monstrous black cock. My arousal was inflamed. As if in a trance I took his hard, charcoal black cock in my left hand. Slowly I jacked his cock, skinning the cockhead, smearing the precum over the thick onyx black cockhead. I liked how the thick, heavy cock felt in my hand.
It was driving Sam crazy seeing my slender creamy fingers wrapped around the charcoal black hard shaft. My fingers unable to completely wrap around the thick girth and seeing my diamond engagement ring and wedding band on top of the black shaft.
The black teenager put his hand behind my head and pulled my face towards his cock. “Take it in your mouth Miss Veronica, taste it.” He whispered in a husky voice.
I resisted a bit and then stuck out my tongue, licking the glistening onyx black cockhead. I tasted the precum on his cockhead which made my pussy release more love juices.
“Fuck this is a dream cum true, you licking my black cock, now taking my dick into your pretty mouth.” Isaiah pulled me towards his cock. I opened my mouth wide and took the big, thick, mushroom cockhead into my mouth.
“Oh damn, that’s it, take it all.” Isaiah said excitedly and roughly shoved more of his cock into my mouth. I choked and gagged on the thick black cock. Sputtering and spitting I pulled back with just the tip of the flaring, big cockhead between my lips.
I looked up at Isaiah. The black teenager was looking down at me with lust filled eyes. He thrust his cock into my mouth again, but gently this time. “That’s it Miss Veronica, your lips feel good around my black dick, play with my balls.”
He slowly sawed his cock in and out of my mouth, gently fucking my mouth while I caressed his black balls with one hand. Sam just watched with intense, as I serviced the black teenager’s cock with my mouth.
“Lick the shaft top to bottom, get it all wet. Spit on it, yes keep licking it girl.” He instructed me. I did as he asked me to do. “Good girl, you doing so good, spit some more on it. You are doing such a good job on my black dick girl.” He said patronizingly, encouraging me. I kept licking the charcoal black, thick shaft.
“Now go down lower, lick my big black balls girl.” He said to me lustily. I looked up with hesitation in my eyes. In response, Isaiah just put his hand on my head and forcefully pushed my face down into his balls.
Even though I was feeling completely ashamed and disgusted with myself, I started licking and sucking his huge testicles one by one. At the same time I kept stroking his hard throbbing cock with my left hand.
“Oh fuck, keep doing that. Damn girl you are a natural at it.” He groaned with excitement. While I was sucking and licking his testicles, Isaiah looked up at my husband. “She is so good at it Mr. Sam.”
Sam did not say anything, but just kept looking at me who was holding the hard black cock up with one hand, stroking it. All while licking and sucking on his big black balls. It was a very wanton sight watching me, my husband’s wife on my knees licking and sucking on this teenager’s black cock and testicles.
After a little while Isaiah guided his thick, black cock back into my mouth. He gently thrust it into my mouth, trying to make me take more of his cock. I again gagged on it and started sputtering, spitting. I pulled back to catch her breath.
“Just relax baby, you can take more of it. Relax your throat, spit on it.” Isaiah said to me condescendingly. As if talking to a young girl who is giving blow job for the first time.
As if in a daze, I spit on the huge charcoal black cock and licked it. I slowly stroked the cock, licking it up and down, all around it. More of his clear precum was leaking from the slit on top of the thick black mushroom cockhead. I licked the precum, enjoying the taste of it.
After a few minutes of using my mouth as a pussy, Isaiah pulled his cock out of my mouth. “I need to fuck you now. You are my dream girl Miss Veronica.” He said with desire as he helped me stand up. Then he made me turn around to face my husband. “Bend over your husband.” He commanded.
Locking eyes with my husband, I bent over him, putting my hands on his shoulders. An involuntary shiver went through my body as I felt Isaiah again pull up my dress and bunch it above my ass, preparing to mate with me.
Patting the inside of my thigh, Isaiah said, “Spread your white legs baby, and show your hot, wet, white pussy to me properly.” I shuffled my feet further apart. “Your pussy smells good; you want it bad, don’t you? I have wanted you for so long and today I am going to fuck your married white pussy.”
“Sam honey, this is so wrong, letting this eighteen-year-old black boy have sex with me.” My voice has a mixture of nervousness and excitement. “Is this what you really want? Watching your wife getting mounted like an animal by a black teenage boy?” I asked my husband in an ashamed tone.
“Yes, that is what I want. I want this teenage boy to fuck you. You are a hotwife now. A hotwife making the dream come true of this young black boy.” Sam whispered back in a lusty tone.
“Mr. Sam, you want me to fuck your pretty wife now?” Isaiah asked as he rubbed his cockhead on my glistening pussy lips.
“Yes, fuck her good for me Isaiah. Own this fine white pussy.” Sam responded. “Oh baby, you are going to get fucked by this barely legal black teen.” Sam locked lips with me saying that. A few moments ago my lips were wrapped around the thick black cock. Sam smelled the cock breath on me and tasted the black cock and precum on my lips. It inflamed his arousal even more and he lustily kissed me. I passionately kissed back my husband.
I suddenly gasped into my husband’s mouth. “Oh, fuck, fuck, he is inside me” I mumbled. I grimaced and looked back at Isaiah as his thick cockhead speared my pink slit. “Take it slow Isaiah honey, you are very thick.” I said apprehensively. Only his thick, mushroom cockhead was inside me.
“Don’t worry, I will take it easy. I will get your white pussy used to my big black dick. Slowly I will stretch out your hot, white married pussy. Then I will fuck you properly.” Isaiah said cockily.
My eyes locked with my husband’s as Isaiah slowly, inch by inch inserted his thick black cock inside my white married pussy. Soon the entire length of the thick, black cock was buried inside my pussy. My pink pussy lips tightly clung to the thick shaft.
As Isaiah’s pelvis pressed against my ass, I winced and moved forward a bit. But, Isaiah grabbed my hips and pulled me back, burying his cock back to the hilt inside me.
My eyes were closed and I grunted loudly as Isaiah bottomed out. “Does it hurt?” my husband asked. My mouth was open and I was moaning loudly.
“Yes baby, I have never been filled up this way. I am so stretched, it is really tight, and it hurts. He is so big.” My breathing was ragged and uneven.
“Does it feel good too?” my husband inquired. I nodded yes. “Good, you are enjoying getting blacked for the first time.” Sam liked seeing the look on my face as I was filled by Isaiah’s big black cock.
After keeping his cock buried inside me for a little bit, Isaiah gently withdrew his cock halfway and then slowly slid it back in. I moaned as the mixed sensation of pain and pleasure coursed through my body. The eighteen year old black boy was really stretching out my pussy. For a young man he knew what he was doing. It was obvious that this was not the first time he was breaking in a woman for his big black cock.
Isaiah took his time gently, slowly fucking me for at least five minutes. Every time he pulled out a little more of his cock and gently thrust back inside me. Now he had reached the point where he was pulling out his entire shaft, just keeping the thick mushroom cockhead in me, and gently sliding the entire shaft back in my pussy.
“Oh, baby, Sam honey, he is fucking me. Your white wife is getting fucked by this black boy.” I whimpered while panting hard and wincing.
“This is what you wanted baby? Will you still love me baby?” I whined.
“Yes, you are doing so well, that is what I want.” I will always love you. He kissed me lovingly.
“Mr. Sam your wife’s pussy is good. So wet and tight, her pussy feels so good.” Isaiah remarked. “Use my wife’s pussy Isaiah. She is a prime piece of ass.” Sam said huskily. I was moaning and gently biting my lower lip as Isaiah slowly fucked me.
“Spank that white ass; spank my wife’s ass Isaiah. She likes that.” Sam suddenly blurted out. “Oh no honey, please don’t do that Isaiah.”
“Naughty wife likes to get spanked.” Isaiah smacked both of my creamy ass cheeks in quick succession.
I yelped loudly. “Isaiah honey, no, oh God no.” I whined feeling completely humiliated that this boy was spanking me. I could feel my pussy pulse and release more love juices.
“Damn what an ass.” Isaiah smacked my ass few more times. My ass now was turning pink and had his finger imprints. “Fuck, this pussy is getting even more wet and her pussy cream leaking out around my cock.” Isaiah said.
Slowly Isaiah withdrew his cock, just leaving the tip his cockhead between my pussy lips. But, he did not thrust back inside me like he had been doing. Isaiah was gently fucking me for a while. I waited eagerly for the thick, black cock to be thrust inside me. “Fill her up, stretch out her pussy”, my husband yelled.
I looked back at Isaiah. He was staring at my ass with unbridled lust. Right away I understood what he was about to do. My breathing became even more ragged and I turned to look at my husband with panicked eyes. I felt Isaiah’s fingers tightened their grip on my flaring hips.
Isaiah’s pelvis slammed hard onto my luscious, round ass as he savagely rammed his cock into me using my hips as leverage. He completely filled me up in one hard thrust. I squealed and yelled loudly. All the air was thumped out of my lungs and I was pushed onto my husband.
Oh God! That is it Isaiah honey. Fuck my white pussy with your big black cock. Oh God, it feels so good. Give it to me baby.” I was panting hard. I was feeling sensations that I had never felt before. It felt so good. Sam looked at me. He loved that look on my face. It was the look of a woman getting properly fucked.
Isaiah slammed back into me. He started fucking me with hard, deliberate thrust. “I am going to own this fine white pussy.”
I groaned out loudly, moaning as he fucked me hard. Within a minute of the hard, rough fucking, I started cumming hard. My body writhed. “Oh Sam honey, hold me, hold me, please hold me. I am cumming, cumming so hard baby.” I moaned. I desperately tried holding on to my husband. I then started ejaculating. My nails digging into my husband’s back. My eyes rolled back and my mouth stayed open as I tried to catch her breath.
“Damn, cum on my cock. Keep cumming baby. Isaiah kept pounding me as my ejaculation leaked around his cock.
Isaiah did not last long and soon he was draining his balls inside my pussy. Isaiah deposited his warm, gooey baby making seed inside me. I felt the thick cock embedded inside my pussy pulse and twitch as it squirted warm cum on my cervix. I felt the warm cum was coating the walls of my pussy.
“Fuck, hot ass white pussy drained my balls completely.” Isaiah was breathing hard. He slowly withdrew his cock as he stopped ejaculating. But his cock had softened a little bit only.
I stayed bent over with my face buried in my husband’s shoulder as my body convulsed. Tightly I held on to my husband while my nails digging into his skin. Intense sensations were shooting through my body.
Sam pulled me down making me sit on his lap. I hugged him lovingly. Feeling my body spasm, he whispered, “Aftershocks?”
In response, I just hugged my husband tighter and hit his back with the palms of my hand. Sam felt the mix of cum and pussy juice leaking from my pussy run down to his thigh. He moved up the hem of my dress to have a look at my crotch. He was stunned to see how messy and raw my pussy looked. Reddened and swollen pussy lips were gaping open with mix of cum and pussy juices leaking out. My pussy mound was smeared with cum. The mix of cum and juices had also run down my thighs smearing them. My pussy was completely ravished.
My husband glanced up at Isaiah who was still standing in front of us. Seeing his cock was hard again did not surprise him. That is the advantage of being young. The charcoal black cock was coated with a white slimy mix of cum and pussy juices. Isaiah was intently looking at my pussy.
Noticing that Sam was looking at him, Isaiah turned his gaze to him. “Mr. Sam I need your wife’s pussy again. I am not done yet.”
“Yes, I can see that.” Sam said in a matter of fact voice. “Honey, he needs you again. Isaiah needs your pussy.” Sam whispered. “Oh God yes, give me your cock. Fill me up. I am ready for more big black cock.” I said.
“Come on Miss Veronica, grabbing my arm, Isaiah pulled me up from my husband’s lap. I let go of my husband and allowed the young boy to pull me up. Feeling I needed Isaiah’s cock, I did not even look towards my husband.
Isaiah made me sit down on the sofa close to my husband. Then abruptly he grabbed my legs at my knees and yanked me forward. My legs were in air and my upper body slid down onto the sofa seat. Completely surprised by Isaiah’s action, I shrieked. “What are you doing Isaiah?”
“I am getting you in position to be able to fuck you properly.” Isaiah said crudely with a grin. Pushing my legs back, he awkwardly folded me in half. I was a very wanton sight. My ass raised up, wide open, displaying my pink bunghole.
“Oh God, Isaiah honey give it to me. Fill my married pussy. I started begging him to fuck me as my pussy tingled with anticipation.
Isaiah planted one foot by me on the couch and lined his cock with my gaping open pussy. With one hard savage thrust he bottomed out.
I gasped painfully and groaned loudly as my pussy was filled up again. “Oh my God, oh my God, you have completely filled me. Go slow baby, oh fuck it is so big.” I said deliriously.
“Damn girl, you are still tight on me. I am going to fuck this tight white pussy, Mr. Sam.” Isaiah said as he pulled back and slammed his cock right back in. He started fucking me hard. The room was filled with the lewd noises of flesh hitting flesh and squelching noise emanating from my sopping wet pussy.
My eyes were closed and my mouth was half open. I was moaning, grunting and moving my head side to side as I was getting mercilessly fucked. My hand reached back above my head and tightly clutched the top of the backrest. It was obvious that I was completely lost in the mixed sensations of pain and pleasure. The kind of sensations I had never experienced before.
Sam watched in awe as my pink pussy lips tightly wrapped around the thick cock. Sam watched the thick, long slab of black meat disappearing inside the pink, wet folds of my pussy. He was just amazed that I was taking all of it.
It was a very tight fit. My pussy lips clung to the thick shaft as the thick dick moved in and out of my pussy. Mix of pussy juice and cum was leaking out from around Isaiah’s cock and running down my ass crack. It was a very obscene sight. My husband looked at us and loved what he saw.
Isaiah stopped while keeping his cock in my pussy. He climbed onto the sofa planting his other foot on the sofa too. Now he was squatting right above my upturned pussy. Grabbing the backrest of the couch for support he slammed his cock down savagely into my tight pussy.
I gasped and moaned loudly. “Oh my God, Isaiah honey, please slow down baby.” I whined, but I made no attempt to stop Isaiah.
I just kept moaning, grunting loudly. The hard rough fucking hurt, but somehow I was enjoying it too. Deep moans were emanating from my throat as I was fucked hard.
Sam was out of his mind with lust watching me getting fucked so wantonly by the eighteen year old black boy. He stood up to get a better view of the depraved sight of his wife being taken completely. Standing in front of the sofa, he stared in awe at the surreal sight. My ass was spread open wide obscenely showing my puckered pink bunghole. The charcoal black ass was smashing into my creamy, smooth, ass every time Isaiah bottomed out. His balls smacking my smooth butt crack. The contrast was stunning, the thick, long black cock disappearing inside my pink depths.
After a while, Isaiah stopped to take a break. He got off the sofa and helped me stand up. My legs were wobbly and I was in a daze after cumming so many times that I had lost count. Isaiah made me lie down in supine position on the rug.
As Isaiah kneeled in front of me, I instinctively spreading my legs open. Grinning he climbed between my open creamy thighs. Rubbing his cockhead on my pussy lips, he asked, “Do you want this baby, you want my black dick in your married white pussy?”
I glanced at my husband who was staring at me. I liked the look of arousal on his face, he was very turned on. Biting my lower lip, I responded, “Yes Isaiah, give it to me. Please fuck my married white pussy, fill me up, baby.”
Slowly Isaiah inserted his cock into my pussy. While at the same time he locked lips with me. I kissed him back running my hands all over his back and grabbed his ass.
“Yeah that’s it, you like my black dick, take it all. Your husband likes watching you take my black dick.” He whispered cockily into my ear and again kissed me passionately. All the resistance was gone from me. I welcomed Isaiah’s invading tongue, sucking on it hungrily.
My husband was completely mesmerized seeing the stocky boy writhing between my open creamy thighs and my white hands on the black ass while I lustily kissed Isaiah. My engagement ring and wedding band glinting. My moans and whimpers timed with the clenching of Isaiah’s ass as he plunged his cock deep inside my married pussy.
All three of us had completely lost track of time. But, Isaiah had been going at it for too long. Soon he came with a loud grunt. Isaiah added more of his seed in my womb. He jammed his cock deep inside my pussy. Keeping it embedded in there as spurt after spurt coated the inside of my pussy. I came hard again. I dug my nails into Isaiah’s ass as I squealed loudly.
Isaiah just stayed on top of me for a couple of minutes as his cock slowly deflated. Again he kissed me lustily before getting off me. My legs were spread open with my dress bunched around my waist. I was breathing hard.
While putting his clothes back on Isaiah kept glancing at me. “That was awesome Mr. Sam. Your wife is something else.” He was very appreciative.
“Thanks Isaiah, “You always have been very cool with me.”
Isaiah smiled. “So do you think we can do this again?”
Sam answers quickly, “Sure why not? I am going to go out of town Monday and that will give you the whole week to fuck my wife’s brains out.
” Isaiah smiled. “So you are serious Mr. Sam? Like I can come over Monday after work?”
“Absolutely Isaiah and my wife will make you dinner too!” I just about pasted out by my husband’s actions and statement.
I was pissed. Letting this teenage fuck me wasn’t bad enough, my husband just gave me away for Isaiah to use as a sex toy.
Then Isaiah said. “See you Monday around 6pm Miss Veronica.”
I asked my husband what the hell is he thinking. I questioned Sam after Isaiah left on his thoughts. He claimed I needed sex and Isaiah was a good fit for the job. Sam tells me to enjoy Isaiah’s cock for the week and we can talk when he returns Friday. I was mad, but there wasn’t much I can do, so I said fuck it and decided to enjoy my one week of freedom.
Monday was here and I was doing my work around the house. My husband texted me to remind me to take care of Isaiah tonight and any other night he wishes to visit. I told Sam I was ready and most likely Isaiah will be here every night based on his invitation.
I took an earlier bath and put on very casual clothes for Isaiah tonight. I decided just to wear a cut off spaghetti strap t-shirt without a bra and a pair of Daisy dukes shorts.
After supper we had a couple of drinks and was smoking some weed. Isaiah and I were sitting around watching reruns on TV. The weed Isaiah had is like nothing I have ever had before and with the alcohol made me relaxed.
Without warning Isaiah reached over and put his hand under my shirt. Gently he squeezed my left breast.
“Do you want to fuck?” Isaiah asked.
“Yes!” I gasped.
I let Isaiah on top of me pushing his way between my legs. I just moaned when I felt the head of his cock spreading my labia.
My pussy yielded to his big hard black cock and he started to enter me. Oh God, I was unprotected and had a black cock going into me.
“Please!” I begged as he filled me.
Slowly Isaiah started fucking me. Instinctively my pussy betrayed me by starting to lubricate the big cock in me. Involuntarily my hips twitched causing my pussy to provoke Isaiah’s cock in me. Isaiah’s cock had awakened a desire in me and I was helpless to restrain. Shamelessly my legs wrapped around his hips and drew him into me.
“Oh Isaiah, do you know what you are doing to me?” I asked as my hips began to move.
“Mr. Sam and I have an understanding.” Isaiah answered.
Could it be true? Had my husband agreed to our yard teen fuck me? It made sense in one way. My mother always said Sam was not good enough for me. Having a black baby would show what a slut I was. Feeling somewhat justified in my infidelity I welcomed Isaiah.
Isaiah’s cock felt wonderful in me. It was so hard, thick and much bigger compared to Sam’s. My pussy gripped it like a rubber glove. He had amazing reach, the head of his cock felt as if it were touching my cervix.
“Oh yes!” I moaned as he stirred my orgasm.
After thinking that Sam approved of Isaiah fucking me, made me want him all the more. I wrapped my arms around Isaiah and drawing him in I kissed him.
I held on for dear life as Isaiah rode me. I was quickly approaching my climax and knew Isaiah was about to blow a load of his baby batter into my hungry pussy.
“Cum in me Isaiah, give me a black baby Isaiah”. I pleaded as my white pussy began to spasm around his cock.
The sensation his warm seed entering me drove me over the top sending me into the most intense orgasm of my life. Isaiah collapsed exhausted on top of me, his cock draining into my womb.
I wanted more of his wonderful cock. Isaiah’s cock was so much longer and fatter than my husband’s. I wanted to get on top of Isaiah and ride his big black pole. I took Isaiah into my marital bedroom. Isaiah stripped and joined me in my bed.
I had Isaiah lay on his back with his long black pole pointing toward the ceiling. Throwing my leg over him I lowered my still wet pussy down onto his shaft. Ten inches of beautiful big cock slid between my pussy lips. I released all my weight until I felt his balls squash beneath my labia. Isaiah reached up and filled his hands with my tits.
I never imagined a cock could reach so far into me, it felt like it was going to come out of my mouth. I rocked my fat little ass to feel it move inside of me. It was wonderful being in control of Isaiah’s cock.
How peculiar it was, here was a relative stranger, very young black teen that cuts our grass for whom I had no feelings with his cock in me possibly fathering my baby and I was willingly encouraging him. I begin sliding my stretched lips up and down his shaft.
Each time I rested my weight on Isaiah’s cock it felt as if it penetrated me deeper. I began driving him harder into me hoping he would be deep when he gave me another load of his seed.
Isaiah squeezed my tits as my pussy clenched his cock. I was ready for another load of his young seed into my married womb. Isaiah erupted in me like a volcano, his cum flooding my pussy like hot lava. His explosion tripped my climax as my juices flushed over his slick cock.
We fucked for about an hour before we fell asleep satisfied. From that day forward I was used and abused and literally begging and screaming for more of Isaiah’s beautiful black cock every day, all day. I’ve never felt like such a dirty slut. But, damn it feels so good to be so bad.
The day continued on for what seemed like forever. Time did not matter to me. I just wanted to be stuffed with his big cock over and over. I got everything I wanted. I fucked like it was the last time I would ever have any cock. Every time I looked up at Isaiah, he had that devilish smile. Isaiah stated “Once you go black you never go back?” Well, I don’t know how true that is. But once you get a taste of it, it’s never enough. “Once you pop, you can’t stop.” It’s true.
All I know is that I am going to give Isaiah all of my pussy he wants from me. Just thinking about his luscious cock penetrating me over and over again has got me sprung! I want it and I want it BIG AND BLACK! No doubt Isaiah will fulfill every fantasy of mine and leaving me begging for more.
Each day Isaiah pumped millions of his black sperm tad poles inside me to swim around in my white pussy. I knew nothing was going to prevent my conceiving a black baby. I brought Isaiah into the master bedroom permanently and we consummated our passion again and again with seed load after seed load being deposited in my fertile womb.
Over the next couple of months we had wild and passionate sex countless times leaving me pregnant with twin black boys. I finally told my husband I was pregnant with Isaiah’s babies. Sam was happy; he told me he kind of set it all up with Isaiah working around the house. Sam found out he was unable to have children and he knew how much I wanted kids. Isaiah stayed with us and we continued to have wild sex.
Sam had Isaiah to start college courses. I helped him with his studies. After four years Isaiah graduated and used his degree to land a good job. After Isaiah was set up, Sam divorced me. It hurt really me bad. His reasoning was he could not provide me with a life he wanted and Isaiah could do so. Sam loved me so much he put Isaiah through school so he could get a good job to support me and the children.
I love both men and they knew it. I granted Sam his divorce and married Isaiah. Years have passed. Isaiah and I have produced a total of five beautiful black children. My parents have disowned me. My friends also bailed on me. Isaiah and I moved to another part of the country and live a wonderful life. Fifteen years later, Isaiah is still fucking my brains out. I love him dearly. However, I still love Sam too as I will never forget his sacrifice for me.