Black Desires

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Hot Cream for Marys Cuckold

"Hi, my sweetheart. It was absolutely incredible. Again. I'm on my way home now. I'll tell you everything when I get there. "

It was about time. I had been sittin in front of the television for four hours now zapping through the TV channels, not even recognizing what I was watching. Just another stupid attempt to distract myself from thinking about Mary. How stupid of me to believe this could work. As if it ever had. I could never think of anything other than what Mary was doing with Jerome, and I wished nothing more than for me to be there and watch.

However, I was no longer in that position. My wife and her lover had taken control more and more. In the beginning I was not only allowed to be there. I was allowed to be a part of the action. But this didn't last. Now I wasn't even allowed to watch, even when they met at our place, in our very own marital bedroom. It had been a slow transformation and I hadn't stopped it. Step by step, the two began to take control of my lust and continued to lead me to the position they intended to be mine.

Mary had been enjoying herself for as long as three years with Jerome. And I could understand her only too well, because he was an incredible lover. He knew exactly how to cater to Mary's needs and with his unbelievably big black cock he could last for hours and always fucked her brains out until she screamed out her never ending orgasms. However, I was only allowed to sleep with my wife once a month - of course only with a condom. She no longer wanted to feel my "worthless sperm", as she called it. This was the kind of pleasure she now had reserved for her lover Jerome.

We had met Jerome at a swinger's club. He had approached us there at the bar and we had hit it off immediately. He was tall and athletic, just the kind of guy Mary was attracted to. His arms were full of strength and under his tight-fitting shirt we could see his well-trained chest and his six-pack clearly stood out. His dark brown, almost black skin promised a very special exotic experience that most white women dream of.

We chatted about this and that and shared some drinks for a more than one hour, although sometimes it was not so easy, since Jerome was a US soldier on an army base in Germany and we never really had the chance to practise speaking English after school. Nevertheless, we had our fun and when Mary finally whispered in my ear "I'm a little curious whether the rumors about black men are really true." I immediately knew that we would invite Jerome to play with us that night. He was the first black man my wife ever slept with and she certainly was not disappointed.