My negro lover 1-7

[Michael1]

I paid off the debt of favor of a negro from pussy and i become his mistress to wife. 

Today I am going to tell you such a dirty story of my passionate sex, after reading which you will know how a man repays his favor by having sex with me for every night.

Before I start this sex story of mine, first of all let me introduce you to me and the man about whom I am going to tell you in this sex story of mine.

I'm is such a horny girl, after seeing whom even an old man starts feeling his youth coming back.

At that time i was twenty-six years old and i was divorcee. The man, about whom I am writing, that uncle was negro and about fifty years old. He used to live in my neighborhood only. By the way, people in that society are very loving and everyone respects each other. But this uncle had done such a favor to me, who really deserved this gift, which was done by negro uncle.

It so happened that one day i was coming home late in the evening from my office, some miscreants pulled me on the way. Those goons were about to make me sit in their car and take me away. At the same time, that next negro uncle came there and rescued me from them. actually he trashed them because he was muscular. seeing this i started to like him.

This is the story after two months of that incident.

That day i had to attend a party in my office. I had to go to with my friend's place for some enjoying. Because my parents went in india, the key of the house was with me but I'm not was hurry to reached my house.

I was late in leaving my friend's house at night. When I left there, it started raining.

After some time when I reached my colony, I found uncle standing at his door.

When I saw him he gave me naughty smile, I thought of mischief. I thought let's see what he doing.

He left the door of room open and uncle enter his house and called me inside. seeing this i gone inside and he took me in his arms.

i went inside the house. uncle closed the door. At that time it was eleven o'clock in the night. It was raining even at that time. i was so wet.

I understood now that whatever was going to happen tonight, it was going to be a very colorful night for that negro uncle and me.

uncle took me in his bedroom. I came close to him anput my arms around his neck started kissed him passionately. I was feeling very cold.

Now uncle brought water in a glass for me. actually he brought me a whiskey.

I drank the glass of water. After this uncle went to another room.

After some time, when Uncle came, i said to him - Now I am feeling sleepy.

Uncle said - no problem... let's us to sleep on my bed.

I agreed, then uncle caught hold of my hand and took me towards his luxurious bed.

After taking me there, uncle made me lie down on the bed. my eyes were closed in less than a minute. I understood that today this negro uncle is going to recover the debt of his favor.

Uncle opened my sandals and started taking off my mini leather skirt and jacket.

After taking off my reaveling dress Uncle put my dress on the hanger in the balcony. Then uncle untied my hair clip. I was wearing black panty. He started groping my pussy from the top of the panty. Only then i regained consciousness and while laughing, i clenched my legs. i was looking completely immersed in lust. i removed my spaghetti tank top.

Seeing this, Uncle threw away my top. my bra was looking very cool hugging my tit. The very next moment he extended his hand to take off my panty, then I raised her legs in the air and helped Uncle to remove the panty. After taking off my panty, Uncle also opened my halter bra. Now i was lying completely naked in front of him.

Then he took all the clothes of mine and threw them on the balcony. He gone to the balcony and looked here and there and finding no problem, uncle entered again.

After this uncle came to me and started pressing my tight breasts one by one. Uncle's cock came out of the boxer on its own. Perhaps uncle was unable to contain himself any more. That's why he spread both the legs of mine to see my pussy completely.

Then Uncle sat in the middle of my thighs and put his cock on my oozing pussy.
I let out a sweet exclamation as soon as i felt the supara of the cock – Unh… kitna hot hai.

Uncle started pushing to insert his cock in my pussy. Uncle slowly moved his waist forward and I saw that the head of his cock kept entering in my pussy.

my eyes were dilated and my teeth were clenched. Perhaps the cock headwas giving pain to me, but i was suppressing my pain.

Then uncle grabbed my waist and hit my waist with a force, then i slipped an inch above my place. A loud sound was about to come out of his mouth, then Uncle froze his mouth on my face.

Started pressing the chis slowly. Uncle had removed his mouth from my mouth. My eyes were closed, maybe i had fainted.

After some time, he hit a hard blow, then a loud sound of Aahhh came out of my mouth. I that regained consciousness, but it was not like that. Half of his cock had gone in my pussy.

Now he started sucking by keeping his lips on my lips and at the same time uncle holding my waist again started jerking cocks.

I saw that uncle's entire cock was not able to enter in my pussy. I was having a lot of trouble.

Then uncle lifted both the legs of my from the knees and spread them even more. negro uncle inserted his cock in my pussy and uncle had now sat down. He started jerking loudly with only half cock. Uncle started rubbing both her nipples along with my pussy fuck.

I was also having great pain while kissing. I was definitely getting fucked by uncle's cock, but i was feeling pain instead of pleasure.

Uncle fucked for about twenty minutes and after that the speed of uncle became very fast. Now Uncle extended his lips to suck my lips. I also put her lips on uncle's lips.

I understood that now uncle's semen is about to fall in my pussy because he was jerking hard in my pussy.

After two minutes the uncle fell cold with a sharp sigh. His juice started filling in my pussy. He piled on top of me and I made him sleep in his arms and tightened her legs around Uncle's back. Infinite peace was visible on my face, as if a thirsty person had got nectar.

After some time, he moved away from me and lay down hugging me tightly in his arms.

After some time i suddenly regained consciousness, i was ashamed to see herself naked in negro old man's arms.

By then that uncle had also woken up. Now he kissed on my cheek. And he asked me to turn back. When my eyes turned, my ass turned towards uncle. Now without saying anything, I'm lying down with my on back towards uncle.

Uncle got up a bit and set up to insert his cock in my ass. Uncle first rubbed his cock on my ass, then I felt that a little juice of his cock got on my ass. Uncle had made my ass wet.

Then i raised my one leg in the air and spread my ass with my hands.
Uncle put his cock in my ass. After this, uncle grabbed my chubby waist and hit her three times forcefully, when i woke up completely distraught.

Uncle's cock had entered my ass. feeling this, I understood that I has probably got my ass exposed earlier also.

Uncle started pulling his waist back and forth. Then he climbed on top of me and started pumping his cock in my ass. Didi started enjoying with my finger in my pussy.

I calmed down after some time. But uncle kept climbing on top of me, he continued to fuck me for twenty minutes. Then the water of uncle's cock started dripping and he too became calm.

After the fall, the uncle kept lying like that for some time, after that he moved away from me. For about half an hour, both of them kept on taking long breaths and clung to each other.

After this uncle straightened me.

Uncle spread my legs slightly.
Meanwhile, I said - Wait now... I am urinating.

Uncle went to the bathroom with me. When we came back from there, I was holding Uncle's cock in my fist. I lay down on the bed. Uncle brought a box kept nearby and sat down by keeping it near my waist. When he started applying oil to my pussy, i also took oil in my hands and applied oil on his cock.

After getting oil in the cock pussy, he sat in the middle of my thighs. i also spread my pussy. Uncle stuck his cock on my pussy and hit her with a forceful blow.
Hearing the cry of 'aaahhh oofff..' from my mouth, I understood that this time uncle's cock went right in my pussy. Uncle put cock in my pussy and he rode on me. Uncle took oil from the box and started applying oil to my nipples. After this, along with rubbing the nipples, he started jerking hard to push his cock inside and inside my pussy.

I was replying to each and every blow of uncle with the voice of 'Aaahh ooohh aahhhh … Dheeeere EEA..'. After some time when his cock got some peace. Now uncle asked me - how are you feeling?

I closed my eyes, smiled, shook my neck and said, 'Yes… I feel good..'.
Hearing this, the uncle got excited again and he gave a big blow. This blow was very strong, due to which I was completely shocked.

In my pussy, almost half of uncle's stick was coming out inside. After some time, i started making a sound full of intoxication. Due to which uncle's enthusiasm started increasing.

Uncle gave a forceful push to fill his entire cock in my pussy, then i got spooked and the voice of 'Aaah Oooohh Aaaah Nanaaie Dheere Eeaa..' came out of my voice.

He started shaking. I also started enjoying after some time. I was having a lot of fun and excited. myself twenty-six year old i getting fucked by a fifty year old big black bull.

After some time uncle started sucking my lips, then i also started supporting him openly.

now we both have come to full swing. He had spread both my thighs. Uncle's entire cock had gone into my pussy. i was rubbing my red polished nails on uncle's dark bare back. Uncle was fucking both of my nipples while mashing them.

In this way, i was getting the debt of Uncle's favor paid off.

After some time we both became calm, I whispered in his ear, "now completely I'm your mistress".

After ten minutes he moved away from me. Seeing my pakora-like puffy pussy, it seemed as if the pussy had been annihilated overnight.

After some time I got up and got ready wearing my clothes. His demeanor had changed.

I came to my house but my mind was still negro's house because he gave me really pleasure after long time.

After some time I heard the doorbell, so I opened the door. negro uncle was on the door.

negro asked - When will you come again?
I told - if you like my more company so you, can continue your amazing sexual talent now onwards. hearing this he came inside we smooched passionately each other.

He carried in his arms and i grabbed his neck and wrapped both my calves around his waist. He took me in my bedroom. next day my duty was off, so we had sex full night, i had sex with him like I'm porn actress. all day long i can't able stand and walk properly because my pussy and asshole was sore. still didn't know my parents that I'm his mistress.

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[Michael1]

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JAMEELA AND RJACOB'S (JACK) CHEMISTRY 

• Jameela her coat tightly around body. It had been getting exceedingly colder over the past few days. It was almost winter, it seemed like it was going to be one of the coldest in years. It was already unbearable especially the icy winds as she trudged her way to work.

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Even in this dour weather she stood out like ray of sunshine. Jameela had been blessed with extremely good looks. Fair skin, light hazel coloured eyes, luscious lips and a dimple on her left cheek. It was her body that really stood out. Despite trying her best to wear as conservative abaya's, she failed miserably at hiding her figure. It was ridiculously curvaceous.[/size]
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God had cursed her with a thick body. One she had struggled to hide and cover up her whole life. Jameela was 35 years old now, 5'7, weighed around 170lb, her thick body measure in at 38-29-43. She had firm and large 34D tits.
Her husband had always joked that her body was a blessing not a curse. That comment used to be followed by a cheeky little slap on her ass. They used to do a lot of things despite being from conservative families they both used to be very sexually active.
The 2 things they both avoided and agreed on were blow jobs and anal, jameela found the idea of both repulsive thankfully both were forbidden in .,. All of that sexual adventure and spark disappeared 2 years after their marriage. When her husband had discovered he was impotent. He lost all confidence, and it showed. Balding and fat. That's what he was now. She still loved him though, he provided for her, he was super rich and accountant with clients from all over the world especially in the middle east.[/size]
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This allowed them to live in a 6 bedroom house in the city, which was not easy. He was still as devout and as charitable as her, they often gave back to the homeless and poor. In reality she did not have to work and this was only to pass her days.[/size]
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Jameela stopped in her tracks as she saw a large black man on the floor in the side of the street. Jameela noticed his wild afro and unkempt beard, both had a hint of greying. Jacob was older than her, maybe mid to late 50's He was on the floor shivering, he had no jacket, or top or even shoes. Just a pair of tattered pants.[/size]
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Jameela approached him slowly desperately trying not to vomit from the stench coming off him.[/size]
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"Excuse me Sir? Here take the Jameela said reaching out with her small dainty hands. She had a $100 bill in her hand.[/size]
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Jameela stared at the man slightly fascinated as she had never been this close to a black man before. She had always been weary of negros. This was due to a racist upbringing courtesy of her indian '. family. She had often told her self that she wasn't like them she never said nigger out loud, only thought about once or twice. But she put that all to one side seeing this poor old man. It broke her heart.
The black man was well built. Big, muscular, not cut or lean, had some flesh on him. The word she would describe him was beefy. He had a hairy chest which like his afro and beard had some grey in it.[/size]
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"Excuse me Sir, please take this and get yourself some clothes," jameela said a little louder as he finally looked up at her.
Jack sat in cold air of the bustling street, freezing his ass off. Of course he'd been sitting on the streets for five years now, like a hunter he had waited patiently for his moment to strike. He was an undercover operative for the U.S military, and as such his mission was highly classified. He'd left everything good he had at home, his siblings, his dogs and his money. All for the sake of the mission he'd been selected for, find and neutralise any terrorist threats in the region and then return home. He had been trained by the best, was apart of a experimental military steroid programme which had given him peak stamina, strength and speed. The steroid had an unintended side effect on his cock and balls, his already big tool had grown even bigger thanks to the steroid. Despite not looking like the prime human being he knew that with daily workouts his outer body would represent what was coursing through his blood.
Jack had been stationed on these streets because the military had heard rumours of a threat that had been concealed in the darkness, but was now beginning to make waves. He had become resentful towards his mission as he had found nothing over the past 5 years. As he sat shivering in the cold, he heard a light soft spoken voice talking down to him. Jack gazed up, and was met with the most beautiful sight he could have imagined. Judging by her appearance, she was a mid to late 20s woman. Who tried desperately to hide her figure, which she must've felt shamed her and her family. Yet from where he was, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He was in awe of this woman's body, he had never seen a '. woman who dressed so conservatively yet failed to hide her body. Just staring at her, imagining what lay underneath that tight formal dress was having an effect on his body. He felt his cock slowly rising as he continued to stare at this woman. It had been so long since his body had reacted like this.[/size]
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"Thank you kindly Ma'am, but there are people far worse off than I am at the moment. Though I may be cold, they're in far worse state than me. So please give them the money." His voice had a Caribbean twang to it, despite living in America most of his life, he could never get rid of his accent. He then smiled warmly at her, as he slowly stood up and dusted himself down. Trying to calm himself down, he did not want the woman to think he was pervert.
Jack upper body on full display, as his pectoral muscles popped out of his body. Lines were on his abdomen, where he was once toned. Now he had a bit of a belly on him.
Jameela took a step back involuntarily as the man stood up. He towered over her, he seemed so helpless a second ago now as he was standing tall he exuded a strength, an aura she could only describe as Masculine. Jameela felt somewhat small and insignificant. Jameela gained some inner composure before jameela spoke up.[/size]
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"No please I insist, its very noble of you to think of others. But please Sir take this, get yourself some winter clothes. There is also a homeless shelter 2 streets down you should see if there is any space available," she insisted smiling irresistibly, despite the repulsive smell coming off him.[/size]
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Jameela glanced over his body one more time, even though he wasn't super fit, she wished her husband at least look some what like this. Jameela chastised her self for comparing her husband to this...nigger.[/size]
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"Already tried that one, it was a no go. Besides, the streets aren't so bad. Once you get used to the...stench." jacob sighed to himself, before gently taking the money from her hands. "Well Thank you Ma'am, it's much appreciated. Hopefully, I can get some decent clothes. Maybe even have a wash and a shave, it's been...too long."[/size]
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Jacob gently lifted his arms up over his head, stretching out every muscle in his body. His grizzly bare like chest lifting up as well, showing her every muscle in his body. Despite him being homeless, his muscles were still ripped and jacked. "Anyway, I shouldn't take up any more of the beautiful lady's time. I'll be going now, to get myself cleaned up. I'll try and find a better place to stay, but most of the shelters are full, or just not taking on 'intimidating' guys like myself."
Jameela felt her heart go out to him. It was true that even shelters were prejudiced against people by there looks. Jameela had judged him wrong. Jameela watched a little sorrowfully as jack stretched himself like a massive bear. His muscles flexing and expanding, jameela once again found herself comparing her husband to this specimen of a man. Despite his look, skin and smell Jameela had to admit to her self that he was more of a "man" then her husband had been.[/size]
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Jameela once again chastised herself. For even thinking admirably about another man it was haram (sinful) to do such a thing plus he was a nigger. Jameela found herself blushing a little when jack had called her beautiful. It had been forever since someone had complimented like that. Jameela hoped had not seen her blush.[/size]
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"Well good luck, I need to go to work. Take care of your self," jameela said bidding him farewell.
Jacob had noticed her blush, however he said nothing about it before bidding her farewell. He brought himself a black leather jacket, along with some new cargo pants to go with it. Which served to keep him warm. He then slept soundly after Jameela visited him again, he found his mind wandering. As he began to think about that woman, she'd been so kind to him. He was thankful for her assistance, and he found himself becoming attracted to her.
For the rest of the day at work she found herself thinking about that black man. How helpless he was. She walked passed the same way on her way home. She saw him again on the floor, he had bought a jacket and shoes. She felt some comfort that he at least had something to keep him warm as she returned home.[/size]
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Later that night Jameela had a nightmare where she saw the man dead, his corpse frozen. It shook her to her core. The next morning she made a cup of coffee in a flask and packed some sandwiches.
Jameela found him on the floor again. She guessed he had not gotten a place at the shelter.[/size]
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"Excuse me, sorry for waking you but here is some warm coffee and some sandwiches, I know its not much but it'll get you through the morning. And here is some cash for lunch," she said as she stretched her hand.
Jack was once again awoken by the same almost angelic voice, as she brought him some coffee and sandwiches. How long has it been since a he's had a good coffee? He thought to himself, as he gently took her gifts and began to devour each of them. Making sure to thank her after every bite and gulp he took. "Ahhhhh, that hit the spot. But tell me something pretty lady, why're you helping me? I'm nobody special, I'm just a homeless guy trying to get by in life."[/size]
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"My religion teaches me to help the poor and helpless. Just doing my part as a good '.. Oh and please stop, I'm not pretty at all." She replied looking away from him unable to look him in the eye. He had an intense look in them that made her feel a little self conscious.
"Sorry but I forgot to get your name, My name is Jameela, what is yours?" Jameela asked.
"Jameela Huh? Well, you're very pretty to me. You do yourself a disservice by saying otherwise, but where are my manners? My name Is jacob lizo. But please call me jack." He managed to get himself cleaned up too, he didn't stink anymore and he even managed to tidy up his look a little bit. His hair and beard, are slightly shorter now.[/size]
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"I apologise, if I caused you any offence. I know I'm not the best person to look at, however I'm trying my best to make myself look presentable. But, most of theses shelters are so prejudiced it's unreal."[/size]
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"Oh stop you're being kind. And no..no..not at all you look good...real good," jameela replied inadvertently biting her lip as she looked over him again. Jack had cleaned up somewhat. He smelled a lot better. He still had that Masculine smell, it radiated off him it seemed much stronger now that the stench of the street was off him. It was slightly intoxicating.
"Well nice to meet you jacob, i mean jack," she said as she extended her hands. Before she realised what she was doing he took her small hands in his strong big paws and shook it. She felt the power in his touch.[/size]
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She realised that for the first time in her life she had touched another man who was not her husband nor her blood relative not jer kabayan. And Jack was a negr. She screamed at her self for being so careless. But he had this natural charisma to him.[/size]
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"Well I best be going jack, here take some more money get yourself a sleeping bag or something," she said as she bid him farewell.
Jack bid her a fond goodbye, as he went back to sitting down on the ground. After a short while, he'd stocked up food and supplies. Along with a much better sleeping bag than the one he had currently, and he settled down for the night.[/size]
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She was distracted at work all day. As jack flashed through her mind. His booming and powerful voice, his large frame, his strong grip. Her husband picked her up from work that day. So she did not see Jack. Jameela felt kind of disappointed at that. She told her husband about him. Painting a picture of an absolutely helpless and vulnerable man. In reality he wasn't as helpless or vulnerable. Her husband encouraged her to continue helping him.
As she slept that night she once again had the same nightmare as the previous night. Jameela woke up in the middle of the night, sweating and breathing heavily. She had never had such gruesome nightmares before. She could not go back to sleep so she lay awake wondering how jack was sleeping in such cold weather. She check out him which Her house was only a 20 minute walk from where he was sleeping.[/size]
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It was not the cold weather that kept jack up that night, it was vivid dreams of Jameela. Every time he closed his eyes he saw him self doing unspeakable things to her. He had never had such a strong sexual reaction to a woman before. He found himself stroking his massive 13 inch monster under the sleeping bags. Thinking about her kept him warm, he was frustrated that he was unable to cum. He needed her, wanted her. She had become his mission.[/size]
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The next morning Jameela declined her husbands offer to drive her to work. She told she wanted to walk. Jameela wanted to see if jack was doing okay. Jameela took the street that led to his 'home' near the alleyway. She saw him doing push ups on the pavement, she stood their and watched fascinated by it. She used to love watching her husband work out in their gym at home. Sadly he had completely stopped that. Jack was nothing but a fat piece of lump. Jameela sighed sadly thinking about what had occurred to him. The sadness dissipated somewhat as she continued watching jack doing push ups.[/size]
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Jack was aware of her presence his heightened sense's alerted him. Jack felt excited that Jameela was watching him so intently. He decided to stop and stand up. He turned around with shocked expression like he wasn't aware that she had been there for sometime.[/size]
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Jameela thought he looked attractive something about the way the sweat was dripping off him stirred something inside her. Jameela quickly chastised herself for thinking such a thought. Thinking such thoughts about jack was becoming quiet common which disturbed her immensely.[/size]
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"Good morning beautiful! How are you?" He said he noticed that jameela was blushing he sensed that Jameela probably was not receiving the compliment Jameela deserved from her husband. It clearly had an effect on her.[/size]
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"My god! Jack I am really worried about your eye sight you need to get them checked out. I mean I guess it happens at your age," jameela replied in unexpected flirty manners.
"Oh my eyes work just fine..." jameela said as he looked her up and down. His eyes devouring her body wrapped tightly in a navy blue abaya and black coat. A part of him, a feral part, wanted to just rip it all of and take her right here on the street. But he resist jameela had been kind to him, he could not repay her with such an act.[/size]
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Jameela took a step back when saw this dangerous, predatory look in his eyes. It but it passed quickly so she told herself that her mind was playing tricks in her self.
Jameela gave him some money to get himself food. He thanked her by taking hold of her hand and shaking it. She noted how strong his hands felt, a part of her told to pull away. But she knew that she would be unable to do so even if she wanted to, he was just too strong.
Jack smiled a little to himself as he noticed the lack of resistant from her. Having studied and read up on ., during his training he knew that him, Muharram, a man who was not related to her in anyway touching her was a big taboo. Jack finally let go. Jameela hastily bid him farewell and left. Jack watched her walk away from him, her ass swaying from side to side.[/size]
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Like the last couple of days work was a blur and passed very quickly. Jameela was distracted, her thoughts were only of jack. She lied to herself, said it was because it was of his unfortunate circumstance and nothing else.
Faiyaz picked her up again after work. So Jameela did not see jack once again that evening. The rest of evening passed in a blur, much like the day had. Her husband faiyaz had told her that she looked stressed and distracted. She brushed it off as just work related issues.[/size]
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As they sat and watched TV that night the weather forecast predicted it would begin snowing in a couple of days time and that it would last for a whole two weeks. The news advised home owners to stock up.
Hearing this Jameela thought of jack. She suggested to her husband that they take him in for 2 weeks. Just until the snow storm had passed. He seemed a little reluctant but she recited a passage from the Quran about helping the poor and that seemed to make up his mind. She had always been very convincing, knew how to manipulate her husband to do her bidding.[/size]
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Faiyaz first pulled some strings to see if jack had any criminal convictions it came back clean. Jameela could not wait to tell jack tomorrow morning about the good news.
Once the sun shone across the sky, he slowly began to stir. Eyes fluttering because of the bright sun, he soon slipped out of his sleeping bag and stretched out his body once more.
He then went to grab himself a coffee with the loose change that he had, before returning to his sleeping bag and slowly beginning to sip on it. It wasn't as good as her coffee, but it was alright. That's when he noticed a figure standing in the way of the sunlight, he looked at the figure with a warm smile on his face. "Beautiful Jameela, how goes your morning?"
She blushed again hearing him call her beautiful. She told him about her plans ( although she added that it was hers and her husbands plan not just hers) She saw tears forming in his eyes. He had a stunning smiled plastered across his face. One that made her realise how gorgeous he was. She felt her cheeks blush again. She really hoped he wasn't noticing it.[/size]
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"So if you want you can move in today, I don't have work today," jameela lied. Jameela had called in sick.[/size]
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"I-I don't know how to thank you, but this is...it's too much. You needn't have to help me if you want to, I've only got a few bits and pieces." All he had was what was with him, if anything he just needed her to point him in the right direction. "Just tell me which way to go, and I'll walk over there." He was noticing her blush, and he had a rather coy yet happy smile on his face. "It was clear to him, that she was slowly falling for him without even realising it. He stood up from his spot, dried his eyes. Before slowly began to pick up his sleeping bag, and a few other bits and pieces that he had.
"No its fine I'll take you there," jameela said as she beckoned him to follow her. [/size]
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As she walked ahead of him she had the strangest feeling that he was looking at her ass. She looked back at him, only to see that he was looking at all the houses in the area in wonder. She wondered how he ended up on the streets. She made a mental note to ask him later.[/size]
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Soon they had arrived at her house. It wasn't a mansion but it was certainly big. As she entered through the door she looked back and saw hesitation on his face. It looked like he did not know whether to enter or not.[/size]


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[Michael1]

"Its okay Jack, come in," jameela said extending her hands out to him, inviting him in. He took her hand and entered, his touch sent a shiver down her spine. This was the 2nd time that Jameela had done such an unholy thing let another man touch her.

He was looking at that plump rear end of hers, but as soon as she started turning her head he averted his gaze elsewhere. His reactions were still sharp, considering he hadn't properly trained in years. Still when he stood outside of her home it had familiar feeling to it, like he'd seen it before. That's when it hit him, it was on one of the files of a known terrorist. A man, who had ties to multiple criminal cells around the globe. He stood at the door and processed this all, before taking a hold of her hands and walking inside.

It was like some kind of miracle his as old and new mission had come together. The one he had been trained and created for would help him stop this cell and take Jameela.

"This is a lovely home you have Jameela, a lovely home for a beautiful woman. But you must've worked very hard to have a place like this, to have all these wonderful things in here."

Jameela blushed again as he called her beautiful.

"Oh you really must stop, I am honestly not beautiful. But thank you, its nice that someone has noticed all the hard work I put in to make this place look good," jameela smiled with appreciation.

"You are though Nabilah, I'm just speaking the truth." He returned the smile, as Jameela gave him a tour of the house.

Jameela gave him a full tour of the house, the 6 bedrooms including hers, the multiple bathrooms, the humongous living room and kitchen. The only room Jameela was unable to show him was the basement/office of her husbands.

Which he kept under lock and key, had a finger print mechanism. He was very serious about keeping his clients financial records etc. secured. Jameela never understood why he kept such information at home. Jameela never really questioned it all that much, nor did Jameela care what he did in there.

Jack took note of the heavily protected door to the basement, acknowledging to himself that this is where her husband probably did his arms deals.

Jameela led him to what would be his room for the next 2 weeks. It was the furthest away from her room. Jameela informed him that the shower in his room was currently not working, that he could use any of the other ones in the house.

Jameela also showed him the wardrobe, it had clothes inside of it. Which Jameela had delivered on express so it would arrive in the morning. Jameela had guessed his size. Was not sure but hoped everything would fit. Jameela left the room letting him get acclimatise to it, telling him that they could eat out for lunch or get some take away it was his choice.

He then entered his room and took a look around, noting what she said about the shower being out and that he could use any shower in the home. He'd make sure to use the one closest to her in the future, before entering the wardrobe which had bundles of clothes inside.

As Jameela left the room he quickly followed her, to ask her a question. "Out of curiosity, do you have a gym and a spare razor anywhere? It's been some time since I've used one, and I'd like to get back into a more lean and clean shaven condition." He hated the fact, that he put on weight and wanted to be rid of it quickly. That, and he wanted to shave his thick beard off as well.

"Yes we do have gym, it downstairs, next to the living room. Yes we do have razors, you really want to get rid of the beard? That's a shame it really suits you," jameela blurted out the last bit without meaning to. Jameela told him that Jameela would bring some razors up in a bit.

"Ahhhhh, right thank you very much." He bowed his head slightly, before walking one of the bathrooms, and examined himself in the mirror. Maybe he'd keep it after all. He exited, and walked into the gym downstairs he walked slowly behind her watching her almost skip down the stairs.

Jameela headed downstairs with a spring in her step. It felt nice to have someone in the house. Jameela did get lonely from time to time.

Which is why Jameela wanted to have kids, her friends had joked and told her to get a pet. Jameela would have except Jameela was pretty much allergic to all animals, and gold fish weren't exactly great company.

Her mind drifted off to the comments he made about her being beautiful and how that was the truth. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy. He said it every time he had seen her, jameela could sense that he meant it. It had been years since her husband had called her beautiful.

Jack spent the next 4-5 hours running on a treadmill, and lifting up weights in excess 350 kilos. Before finally repenting and stopping, to take a long gulp of water. Sighing to himself as he looked around the gym. "Damn I needed that." He then headed out of the gym, and made his way towards the shower nearest to her bedroom. He had been so busy working out, his senses so focused on just working out that he had failed to notice her presence or her running upstairs when he had exited the gym.

Jameela did not mean it, she told herself. Jameela wasn't spying. Jameela wasn't staring. Jameela wasn't admiring his sweat covered black body. Not that's not what Jameela was doing Jameela told herself. As Jameela spied on him working out. Jameela had intended to ask him if he had decided on lunch but Jameela forgot all of that.

Jameela stood there for almost an hour watching him workout like a beast. The gym had barely been used over the past 2 years. Well not by her husband anyway Jameela used it to do cardio and yoga.

He was relentless, like he was punishing himself. Jameela stood there and she felt a warm sensation between her legs. Jameela had not had this kind of feeling in awhile. It caused her to race upstairs and sit on the prayer mat and repent, asking god to forgive her. As Jameela had such lewd thoughts about another man, an infidel and a nigger.

Jack meanwhile grabbed a towel and entered the shower room, not even thinking to lock the door. As he lifted his sweat covered top, and pulled his cargo pants down to his ankles. Revealing his thick veiny length to the cool air, as he entered the shower and switched it on. Letting the cool water cascade down his body and into the drain.

The water flowed down from the shower head, as he grabbed some hair care products and rinsed his hair out with it. White streaks flowed down his hairy body, through his thick pubic hair as well. Before he slowly began rinsing it out, grabbing a hold of his thick length he gently began to clean that off filth that built up as well. He was harder than he had been the previous night, being so close to her, being in the same house as her made him want her even more, as he continued stroking his monster cock. He wanted to cum but was unable to, because he knew he would be at it for hours. As he stood there thinking about how kind hearted Jameela had been to him, how kind Jameela was and the monster that he was. He had a mission to accomplish, but he was going to save her from him too. No matter what. He reminded himself that owning her was his mission too.

He then exited the shower after turning it off, grabbing the towel he had laid out. Gently drying himself all over with it, before wrapping it around his lower body. Covering up his manhood, as he then exited and headed back to his room. He sensed that he was being watched but as he looked around the room he did not see anyone. He brushed it off as his paranoia and training going in to overdrive.

Jameela was about to head in to the shower her self. Jameela liked using the shower in the 3rd bedroom. It was much more spacious. As Jameela approached the bathroom she saw the door was open slightly. That the shower was turned on.

Jameela decided to turn around head back out the room. But her body was not listening to her brain as it moved of its own accords to bathroom door. Jameela peeked inside Jameela had to stifle a loud scream at the sight in front of her. Jack fully naked, his black body seemed shine and glisten with the water on it. What almost made her scream out loud was the thing he was stroking.

Jameela stood in disbelief at the sight, jameela thought her mind was playing tricks on her but it wasn't she was staring at the biggest she had ever seen. It was unlike her husbands which was much smaller about 4 inch's, circumcised. Jack was not, it was uncut. It was thick too. The only word that Jameela could use to describe it was "monstrous". Jameela was hypnotised by it. Jameela could feel her pussy becoming increasingly moist , her mouth salivating.

Jameela was pulled out of her trance when Jameela heard the shower turn off she hid in the walk in wardrobe peeked through the gap as jack emerged like an black Adonis, his huge cock swinging between his legs. It looked like it was a third leg. He wrapped the towel around him and left.

Jameela hurried in to the shower and closed the door. His thick masculine musk still hung in the air. Jameela stripped down quickly and started fingering herself desperately and hard until she squirted all over the shower. Jameela turned it on and as the water cascaded down her thick busty body she cried shamefully for committing such sin. She felt disgusted as a question kept popping up in her head.

"How big was it??!!"

Jack meanwhile headed back to his room, and threw the towel to the floor. As he entered the wardrobe, picking out skin tight clothing. His button up white shirt, clinging to his figure. As was his boxers and jeans, he stood in front of the mirror admiring himself in the mirror. His beard looking much better, and much cleaner. He was glad he didn't get rid of it, he slowly left his room and began to search for Jameela. He was ready to choose his food.

As he searched the house, he called out to her over and over again. Where the hell was she, his ears picked up a faint moan he then went to the bathroom he was just in and noticed the door was shut. "Jameela must be in here." He then knocked on the bathroom door, and stood outside of it. "Jameela, are you ok in there?"

Hearing his deep booming voice on the other side of the door made her go weak in the knees. Jameela felt the heat between her legs return. What was it about him that made her react like this. Jameela had never been attracted to black men. But jack was something else entirely.

"I'm okay, jack, just in the shower, I'll be down soon ordered some pizza's and fries," jameela replied as Jameela tried to keep her voice steady. Her hands wandered to her tits and cunt, jameela started playing with herself again whilst he was just behind the door.

He said okay and left, or Jameela thought he had. Whilst she brought herself to another climax. Once again Jameela was ashamed for being so sinful.

He was about to leave when he heard her moaning out, he stood by the doorway and listened. Jameela was toying with herself, teasing herself. Was it because of him?

Jameela turned the water off and Jameela wrapped her body with a towel, she quickly raced out of the shower Jameela did not want to be seen like this by jack. That would be the ultimate sin. In her rush Jameela had left her wet panties behind.

As soon as he heard the door unlock he quickly bolted into the same room Jameela had gone in previously, once Jameela was out of sight he went into the bathroom.

That's when he noticed her panties on the floor, he picked them up and felt just how wet they were. Making sure she wasn't returning, he took a long sniff of them and the smell was intoxicating. It took all his willpower not to get arouse by the scent. He placed her panties into his pocket, and quickly threw them into his room, before heading towards the dining room to wait for her, and their food.

Jameela sat in front of the bedside mirror and applied make up. Jameela had not done this in awhile. Jameela then wore a red abaya, one Jameela had bought for special occasions.

Jameela looked and dressed like she was about to go out for lunch when in reality Jameela was planning to stay and eat with jack. Just thinking about him made her feel light headed. Before getting dressed she had cried her eyes out in shame whilst in praying. But these thoughts would not leaver her mind.

Jameela made her way to the dining table, as she walked in she saw jack's eyes scanning her body, it was brief so brief that Jameela passed it off as her mind was playing tricks on her.

The food must have arrived whilst Jameela was praying and getting dressed as he had the pizza's and fries ready to eat.

As they sat down ate, they talked, he made her laugh so much. He was witty and charming. Jameela had not laughed like this in so long.

"Thanks for making me laugh so much. Its nice to have some company. I wanted to ask you something, and I hope you don't mind but how did you end up on the streets?" Jameela asked.

He had set up everything for her once the food arrived, she had paid for it over the phone fortunately for him, so he didn't have to go and find some money. Once she arrived and sat down, they got to talking. He was at ease around her, and was happily chatting away and making her laugh. Jameela had a beautiful laugh, he could listen to it all day. Then when Jameela asked the question, he took a zip of his drink and took a deep breath before talking.

"That's...that's not an easy subject for me, but since you've been so kind to me beautiful I feel I owe you that much." He took a deep breath in once more, and exhaled.

"My former colleague, my best friend framed me for something I didn't do. Just so he could climb the corporate ladder, and be rid of me. He said that I hacked into company property, and siphoned millions into an offshore account. Yet there was no proof, and they took his word for it over mine. Mainly because, his daddy was the boss, they said if I didn't leave then they would get the security officer involved, a black man with a criminal record would never get hired, but the joke was on me because they had told all the top firms not to hire me...soon I was in debt and lost everything."

"Oh...jack, I'm so sorry," she replied as she fought hard to fight back the tears. Jameela reached out for his hands.

When he felt her hands upon his, he couldn't help but smile at her. As he gently squeezed her hands back in return, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to notice little signs that she may just be falling for him little by little. Her cheeks flushed red from his comment, her teeth nipping at her lip. He'd been trained to see little signs like that, and now he could see Jameela was finding him more and more irresistible, and he knew it must've been tearing her up inside.

"You don't need to apologise beautiful, unfortunately society is going back into the dark ages of Martin Luther King. Whereby, people like me will get racially abused by small children now. I appreciate the offer, but are you sure your husband will be ok with you getting me to work for him?"

"Oh it won't be a problem at all," jameela smiled back at him. Her husband would not refuse her request he never did. Despite him being the bread winner, and the man of the house he had very little control over. Every passing year he had less control over her and she had been able manipulate him to do things more. He wasn't much of a man anymore, he did not have that dominant personality.

They continued eating and laughing whilst Jameela still had her hands on he, gently squeezed it and caressed.

After eating they both washed up the plates and cutlery. Jameela felt him brush up against him once or twice. But she passed it off as an accident, it was brief but Jameela definitely felt something hard like a pole, brush up against her. Surely his cock isn't hard she thought. That's when she saw how tight his pants were, a visible bulge in his pants. It hid absolutely nothing. Jameela felt a little light headed looking at it.

He intentionally brushed himself up against her, making it seem like a simple accident. His cock was straining against his jeans, the contact with her abaya covered ass made it even harder.

Poor man, jameela must have been the closest he got to a woman since he had been on the streets. She felt excited that she was the cause of it, but she brushed that thought away it wasn't her specifically just being around a woman, any woman must have done this to him. Strangely the voice that used to chastised was quiet, almost dormant.

"So jack is there a special lady in your life or was there?" she asked genuinely curious. And if he did how did she take that thing in his pants. Jameela thought to herself.

He sat down once the bulk of the washing up was done, and then she asked him her question.

He smiled up at her, before answering simply. "No, no woman in my life. Nor was there ever one in my life, I lived a quiet life up until I was made homeless. Even on the streets, I found that no woman intrigued me at all. Well, the only one that intrigued me now is you. After you saved me from living on the streets of course." He said smiling.

The way he smiled and looked at her when he said he found her intriguing sent a shiver down her spine all the way to her cunt. He had a hungry look in his eyes like he wanted to devour her.

"Oh please stop with the false compliments, I'm ugly there is nothing intriguing about me. And I'm sure you'll definitely a get someone, a big and strong man like you definitely will." Jameela Jameela as she approached him at the table. Her body once again without meaning to reacted on its own and caressed his biceps.

Jameela blushed immediately and turned around. Not realising that she was giving him a nice view of her round '. ass.

"They're not false compliments beautiful, they're genuine compliments. You're very attractive, your husband is a very lucky man." His eyes averted to her rear end as soon as she turned around, what he wouldn't give to grab a hold of it and pound her cunt.

He shook his head of those thoughts for the moment, as he then stood up from the table and took a hold of her hands. "I'm going to take a small nap, try and catch up on the sleep that I didn't get the last few nights. I will speak to you when I wake beautiful." He gave her a warm smile, before releasing her hands and walked back to his room for his nap.

Jameela had been holding her breath the entire time. The way he had walked up to her she was sure he was about bend her over and...but instead he took her hands in his, called her beautiful, jameela could see it in his eyes that he meant every word. But her mind kept going back to how he had walked up to her, felt her juices flowing a little.

Jameela stood there almost half an hour before deciding to go and check on him. To see if he had fallen asleep and if he was comfortable. As Jameela approached the door it was slightly ajar.

Jameela popped her head in to see and ask if he was okay but the words got stuck in her mouth. Instead Jameela said nothing as Jameela watched him naked, with her discarded panties wrapped around his monster cock stroking it. Jameela was mesmerised, shocked and in awe of it.

Jameela heard him moan a name over and over again. It took her a bit but Jameela realised he was saying her name as continued stroking his cock. Jameela could feel her juices seeping through her clothes as Jameela watched in stunned silence.

His moans only grew louder and louder, almost as if he wanted her to him say her name. Little did he know Jameela was watching him the whole time, as he stroked his cock harder and faster. Her panties firmly wrapped around his thick shaft, as he soon came onto her panties moaning out loud and proud as he did so. It had been so long since he had cum. Her discarded panties were completely soaked. He was surprised at how quickly he had cummed. He normally would last for much longer. But ever since he had met Jameela he had been on edge, until just now when he couldn't hold back any longer.

Breathing heavy with exhaustion, he laid back onto the bed and found himself sleeping soundly soon after. Her panties covered in his thick fertile cum, and still wrapped around his still hard cock. Even in his dreams he thought about her, muttering her name under his breath back in reality.

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Jameela almost screamed out in shock Jameela saw his big monster cock shooting its load. The first shot almost threw her panties off his cock but he held it tightly. Load after load soaking her panties, then dripping down his shaft, on to his big heavy balls, eventually forming a puddle on the bed underneath. Jameela could not believe how much he just came, jameela could smell from her position. It was strong and over powering. Jameela heard him whispers name as he fell asleep. His cock was still hard, her cum soaked panties still around it.

Jameela's own juices were leaking down her thighs. Jameela told herself that it was her fault for leaving it in the shower.

Combined with his lack of contact with females it must have left him extremely horny. Jack was just relieving him self it did not mean anything more. Deep down Jameela knew that rationale made no sense after all what was he doing in the shower after Jameela left, was he there to the whole time listening? Jameela did not entertain these questions for long as jameela was in her room fingering her cunt for the 3rd time that day. Jameela also came for the 3rd time that day, jameela had never done that ever.
Jameela quickly changed and for some unfathomable reason jameela left her panties in the same shower from earlier in the morning.

When he had awoken from his nap, he headed straight for the same bathroom as before to take a shower, and there were another pair of panties on the floor before him. Was Jameela doing this on purpose? Had Jameela seen him jacking off onto her panties? He shifted the thoughts from his mind, and had a quick shower to clean himself up. Before. Heading back to his room to change, this time he wore a black polo shirt and a pair of tracksuit bottoms that again, were very tight around his body.

Her husband had arrived from work in the evening. Jameela quickly convinced him to get jack an admin position. He relented and told her that he would look in to it after the snow storm had passed.

Soon they were joined by jack, her husband and jack formally introduced themselves to each other. Standing side by side jameela saw the stark contrast between them. jack made her husband look weak, undesirable, just less manly. They seemed to be getting along well.

Jacob met her husband and it was who he thought it was. Abdul Qureshi, He was well known to the U.S army, and was responsible for creating the suicide vests, that were used in a bombing that had occurred in Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia. He was also known as "The Accountant" as he handled several of the extremists financial accounts. He did all under the guise of his firm, no one had been able to pin anything on him. He was good but now jack had him in his sights literally.

Jack was very accommodating and polite to her husband, cracking jokes and getting on well with him. Just so he could get closer to his organisation of course.

"It's very nice to meet you sir, you're beautiful wife has been nothing but kind to me. You're a very lucky man, to have such a lovely wife."

Jameela saw a hint of jealousy and anger in her husbands eyes. But he did not act upon or speak up. That was often the case when he was amongst other men, he got dominated easily. It irritated her to no end. jameela had avoided making direct eye contact with jack for most of dinner, but Jameela failed every time she did look at him a jolt of pleasure ran through her body. As images of him ran through her mind.
Her husband excused himself from dinner saying he needed to answer a phone call from work. Jameela never questioned who he was speaking to this late at night, and why he needed to go in to his office. actually she not care her husband.

Jameela and Jack did the washing up, he brushed up against her again but this time the contact wasn't as brief Jameela passed off as an accident once again even though jameela had stuck her ass out to get in the way.

He smiled at Jameela's each time eye contact was made, his leg instinctively brushing against hers. As once again he intentionally brushed himself against when they washed up, only this time Jameela stuck her backside out. Oh he knew Jameela wanted him, or at least her body did. Jameela was still hesitant, wanting to believe everything was an accident.
"It's getting late beautiful, I must retire for the night. Good night." He gently pressed his lips to her cheek, before walking off to her husbands office to listen in on his conversation. What he had heard, wasn't pleasant. He was planning another attack, somewhere in Russia from what he could get. As soon as he heard movement inside of his office, he quickly left and went back to his room.

Jameela stood there dumbfounded one hand on her cheek. The cheek he had just kissed her on!! Jameela should have slapped him done something instead Jameela had moaned softly as his lips touched her cheeks. Her breathing was heavy, jameela leaned against the kitchen counter for support.

Another man had kissed Jameela's cheek with her husband only a few feet away. Jameela tried to brush it off as an accident but Jameela couldn't it was deliberate. And Jameela had enjoyed it. Jameela expected her conscious to chastise her again but it didn't what was happening. How could Jameela be lusting after him. Jameela barely knew him.

That night JAMEELA had dreams. Dreams of JACK mounting her with his cock, jameela woke the next morning and once again her panties were soaked.
Jack had dreams about Jameela, jameela got pregnant, after imprisoning her husband for his crimes.

He wanted desperately to make her his, he soon found himself back in the gym again. Working out once more, his gym shorts clinging to his lower body once more. As he powered up the weights with ease now, he was starting to gain back his strength and his stamina.

He spent a good few hours in there early in the morning, before once again heading to the shower. To clean himself of the filth and sweat that covered his body, once again standing under the cascading water, stroking that thick length of his. Thick foreskin pulling all the way back, to reveal the large head of his cock. As his heavy hairy balls, hung down freely.

It was like Deja vu Jameela found her self at the door of the shower watching him stroke is monster cock. jameela had to come to use shower just like yesterday.

Jameela watched him intently as Jameela parted her bathrobe and fingered herself whilst he stroked his uncut cock.

Jameela noticed that only after 2 days of workouts he was already starting to look more cut, his muscles looked even more defined. But as good as his body was, her focus on his monster cock. Jameela was salivating at the sight of it. Jameela stood at the door fingering herself part of her hoped he would turn towards the door and see her. His balls were so big and heavy.

Jameela heard him let out a primal roar and scream.
"I'm gonna make you my '. slut, JAMEELA!!"
Jameela came instantly on hearing his words as he shot load after load of his cum against the glass of the shower. A never ending stream. He finally turned the water off and was about to turn towards the door when Jameela bolted out of the room and in to one of the other showers.

Jameela had not realised that Jameela had left a trail of her juices that led away from the room.

Once he was done pleasuring himself he exited the shower and once again wrapped a towel around his lower body. He of course cleaned out the shower, and turned to leave. That's when he noticed on the floor outside of the bathroom, a trail of liquid. Which he instinctively leant down, touch and put to his mouth. That's when he had a sly smile on his face, as he realised Jameela had been watching him. Cumming for him. "You poor woman, I'll make you my slut, Jameela very soon."

Once he was dressed, he headed downstairs to the kitchen. Jameela gave him some money and spare keys, and in return he once again kissed her cheek. This time closer and for longer, his hands on her hips dangerously close to her plump rear end.

As Jameela got out of the shower and got dressed for work. Jameela realised her husband had left. Jameela rushed downstairs had some quick toast as Jack came down. He was dressed in ridiculously tight clothes looking incredibly sexy. Jameela was in a rush so Jameela gave him some money and spare keys just in case he wanted to go out a bit.

Before Jameela left he grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her in close and planted a kiss on her cheeks that was dangerously close to her lips. Wishing her a good day, as he went back upstairs. Jameela was once again stunned not by the kiss but by the fact Jameela had not done anything about it. Jameela ran out of the house her mind was a mess. Everything was unclear, everything except for one thing. His words, the ones he uttered in the shower.

"I'll make you my '. slut, jameela!!" those words played over and over in her head.

When Jameela left he decided to start his job, and went out to meet a colleague of his. Who handed him surveillance equipment, and a present for Jameela. A small pendant, with a ruby placed on it. It looked expensive, but he was told to say it was family heirloom that he wanted her to have. As a thank you, to which he agreed. He then returned to the house, and set up the cameras in key areas of the house.
The entrance to the basement, had the most high tech camera. Invisible to the naked eye, with x ray and infrared vision. It could see into the very heart of his operations. One in their bedroom, and the rest in the bath rooms for...recreational purposes.

Jameela came home and slumped down on the sofa. Jameela was extremely tired. The war raging on in her mind had taken a toll on her body. It ached all over Jameela needed a good massage.

Jameela received a message from her husband telling her that he would be extremely late.

She sat there as jack entered. He was topless only in work out shorts, very tight ones. He must have hit the gym again. It was paying off as his stomach was already flatter and was regaining some of the definition.

"Jack! What did you get up to? Hope you went out for a bit I know its cold but the day after tomorrow the snow storms going to hit," jameela said as Jameela yawned a little.

"Jameela, welcome back. I didn't do very much today, went out and gave some of my friends some of the money you gave me, before I went to get some food.But I did find something, that I want you to have." He rushed back to his room, and picked up the pendant that he was given. Before rushing back to Jameela and holding it out to Jameela, placing it into Jameela hands. "It's a family heirloom that I thought was missed from me, but it was just buried inside of my trousers."

He gave Jameela a warm smile, as he gently cupped his manhood. Adjusting it slightly, as his shorts were extremely tight on his crotch. As his eyes wandered up and down Jameela form. "You look exhausted, would you like me to give you massage, beautiful?"
The pendant was beautiful but her eyes were more focused on the treasure hidden inside his shorts. Jameela saw him trying to adjust it, maybe it to make it less obvious but it had only made it more noticeable.

When he mentioned if Jameela wanted a massage from jack thought he must have powers that allow him to read Jameela mind. How did he know. Regardless Jameela would have to refuse both.
As it would involve her removing her veil. That was not a line Jameela was going to cross if she did that all of it would ceased to be accidental and would become intentional. Jameela opened her mouth to reject him.

"Wow its beautiful, I'm honoured that you are giving it to me. And yes I would love a massage, you seem to have big and nice hands" Jameela blurted out instead. Jameela had not intended to say any of that, jameela wanted to refuse him. But for some reason she found it difficult to say no to him.

Jameela saw him smiling somewhat mischievously as Jameela's hands once again moved on there own and undid her veil. Revealing her long flowing black hair, this was the first time in her life a man besides her husband or blood relative had seen her without her veil around her head.

It seemed like there were a lot of firsts with Jack around.

"Let me wear it around your neck this pendant, and then I will massage your shoulder, beautiful." He smiled sincerely at Jameela, as he gently took Jameela's veil and placed it on the arm of the couch, Before placing the pendant on her chest, and clipping the necklace around her neck.

As he then placed his hands upon Jameela's shoulders, slowly caressing and rubbing her neck with his muscular hands. Slowly removing any stress and tension jameela had in her body.

"What is it that you do for a living, Jameela? Forgive me for asking, but I'm just curious is all. A fine woman like you shouldn't need to work, What with your husband working hard. However, I admire a woman who has a drive to work and be successful on her own," jacob (Jack) whispered in her ears in afro accent.

"Mmmmm...oh jack, feels so good. I'm general secretary at college, ..oh jack yeahhhh, thats it. oh god...feels...good...I...work...so..it...keeps me ...busy...gets... lonely...in this...house." Jameela moaned as he worked his wonders. The inner war in Jameela's head had died down. Soon as the veil came off the side that was encouraging her to be so shameless by allowing a negro to touch her had grown louder. It had won the war in jameela's mind.
Jameela felt slightly uncomfortable standing up, jameela wanted sit down. Jameelaalso felt his big monster against her ass, jameela was worried if Jameela did not sit down soon Jameela would be rubbing her ass up an down against it.

He noted all that she was saying to him, his hands continuing to work their magic on Jameela. As he then gently moved her hair over her shoulders and onto her chest, before taking a nearby chair and placing it next to him. Just in case Jameela wanted to sit down, as his hands returned to working on Jameela shoulders.

"Would you like to sit down, beautiful?" He asked as he took in jameela's feminine scent, and he wanted more of it. He wanted to smell jameela's all over him, Feel jameela on him. Taste jameela's, as her worst fears started to come true. Jameela's rear end, began to rub up against his slowly hardening cock.
"No...I prefer to standddd...oh...Jack, Jack...making...me...feel...soo...good," Jameela moaned as jameela started to rub up against his massive pole.

Jameela started to slowly grind on it, moving her ass in a circular motion. This could not be explained away as an accident. Jameela meant to do this, Jameela was the instigator, jameela felt shameful but that shame only seemed to make her more horny. Her juices leaking freely underneath her abaya.

"Mmmmm...oh...jack...so...BIGG...SOOO...BIGG...AND...HARD..." Jameela moaned in a trance like state. It was almost as if his massage had her hypnotised.
He couldn't help but smirk as Jameela grounded herself against his cock, which was now standing at full attention. As jameela's butt cheeks slotted either side of his cock, his hands continued to massage jameela's shoulders. Then moved down her arms caressing them softly, moving across her chest to grab and massage her breasts. Her nipples fully erect in his hands, as he began to grind his manhood against Jameela's in sync with her own movements.
As his lips gently began to kiss and caress her neck softly, sucking on her neck leaving a hickey on the crook of her neck.

"Does that feel good Jameela? How badly did you need someone to come along, and give you what you need? A real man, who'd take care of you. 

Who'd show you love and affection, who'd give you your deepest desires."

Jameela moaned and ground her ass even more when jameela felt his big paws on her massive tits. Caressing them. Jameela had crossed a line that she knew there was no return from. His lips on jameela's neck, kissing it seductively, making her moan louder, it was her weak spot.

How did he know that Jameela had been craving all of this, how?
"I've been craving it for SOOO LONGG JACK SOO LONGG...I NEED YOU SO BAD...NEED...STRONG...MAN...LIKE...YOU...SHIT...IM...CUMINGGGGGG..."

Jameela screamed as she violently shook against him as he continued dry humping her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as jameela had an earth shattering orgasm. jameela had never experienced such a powerful one before.

His hands squeezed and teased her bountiful breasts, slipping under clothes to grab her bare chest. Squeezing and teasing nipples, as one of his hands slipped down into her panties and begin to rub and pleasure her cum soaked womanhood. As he then playfully nipped at her ear, gently coercing her head back with his own and pressing his lips hungrily against her own.

Once jameela had caught a glimpse of this real man, this black stud there was no going back to what her husband had. Oh was he going to fuck Jameela, he was going to ravage her. Stuff her full of his cum, and make her carry his black child. This, he knew is what she wanted. As he gently pulled his lips away from hers, and pulled himself away from her completely. Enticing her to come and claim, what jameela so desperately craved.

Except jameela didn't her devout inner '. voice returned and made her run upstairs with her tits hanging out. jameela locked her self in her room and cried. The shame was strong. How could she have done that. jameela sat there and prayed to ,.' to forgive her.

He sighed to himself, slightly disappointed as Jameela ran away. He understood it, better than most. Jameela  was going against her very faith, when JAMEELA gave in to him. But her inner '. returned to her, and Jameela ran off in shame. Jack headed into his room, and closed the door behind him.

Jameela heard jack's rooms door close. Jameela decided to shower and cleanse her self of his strong musk. jameela could taste his mouth on hers.

Jameela rushed in to the shower and stripped off. Turning the shower on to max. As the water hit her, images of what happened flashed through her mind. The slutty side that had taken hold of her came roaring back as Jameela fingered herself.

"OH JACOB...GIVE IT TOOO MEEE GIVEEE ME THAT BIG INFIDEL NIGGER COCK... DEFILE MY '. CUNT WITH IT!!" Jameela screamed and squirted thinking that it was safe. Jameela had no idea she was being watched and listened to.

Jameela got out and dried herself off, Jameela heard her husband come home so she unlocked her bedroom door and went to sleep.

Switching on the surveillance equipment, to watch anything that unfolded. He listened and watched his cameras as jameela moaned out for his nigger cock to defile her cunt, to make it his.

It was clear to him, that jameela was wrestling with her demons but Jameela couldn't get him out of her head. Now that Jameela had a taste of him, she'd crave more. His scent wouldn't ever leave her, it full her nose and her mind too.

His crotch ached and needed to be seen too, but he held back for the moment as he heard her husband return back home. Which meant he'd have to wait for the right moment. He spoke to him, continuing his mission of building a friendly rapport with Abdul. They spoke and ate until he went to bed. Jack went to bed soon himself.

He lay there watching the video of her shower over and over again, he wanted to fuck her badly and clearly a part of her wanted him to do it. But, he had to be respectful towards her as Jameela was a woman of faith. After a short while, he packed up the surveillance equipment and placed it away in a secure location. Before stripping himself off, and unlocking his door and leaving it ajar once more.

Jameela woke up in the middle of the night, due to a combination of her husband snoring and her wild dreams about jacob.

As was the norm now her cunt was wet. Jameela was thirsty for some water. Jameela decided to go downstairs to get a drink.

As Jameela stepped out of her room, jameela noticed that the light in Jack's room was still on. The poor guy must have fallen asleep with the lights on. Despite her better judgement she decided to go turn it off.

Jameela quietly opened the door and saw that he was indeed asleep. But he was naked. And his horse like cock was up right. Hard. Jameela got a good view of it. She felt herself drawn to it. Jameela got closer and closer to the bed. Jameela could see the veins running up it. Jameela found herself on her knees pushing her nose close to it to get a smell of that intoxicating smell radiating off it. Jameela had a urge to kiss it.

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"One peck won't hurt anyone, plus he is asleep, it might exorcise some of her demons," Jameela said to herself softly.

Jameela moved her lips closer and closer to the purple tip covered by his foreskin. Jameela pushed it down and kissed the tip.

Then Jameela kissed it again. And again. And again. The kissing turned in to her sucking the tip which had stretched her lips to the limit. Just the tip alone was bigger than her husband.

Jameela stopped before Jameela went any further as Jameela felt him stirring. jameela got up and turned the light off went back to bed softly moaning as Jameela licked her lips and tasted his pre cum. Jameela thought he had no idea but a operative like jack was trained to be alert at all times.

JACK's dreams were filled with thoughts of her riding his cock. Which in turn was standing at attention in the real world, he heard the door creak and slyly opened his eyes and watched as Jameela took a good long sniff of his cock, before kissing it over and over again. He gently began to move, feigning that jack was waking up and jameela soon scuttled away. Now jameela had a real taste of him, and it would be intoxicating to her. Jameela wouldn't be able to resist it or him for very much longer, if jameela continued to have a taste of it night after night.

The next morning Jameela woke up extra early in order to avoid Jack, jameela left him a cell phone with her number on it just in case he needed to contact her.

Jack slowly awoke to an empty house once more. He got up, and was quickly in the gym clanging and banging away at the weights. After a while and a nice hot shower, he emerged feeling refreshed and went into the kitchen. Which is when he noticed the phone on the table, picking it up and examining it there was only one number registered in there. Jameela's.

Work passed by quick, jameela spent the whole day in a daze. Jameela decided to walk by the spot Jameela first saw Jack. As jameela left the college gates and made her way to that street Jameela noticed 2 men with there hoods up following her. Jameela was sure they were following her.

As jameela sped up so did they. Jameela pulled out her phone and her first instinct was to call Jack not her husband. Jameela  knew he wouldn't be much help.

"Jack! listen please come to the street where I met you first there are 2 guys following meeee.." the rest of her sentence was cut off as a hand came over her mouth and dragged in to an alley way. Jameela bit the hand and turned around scratched the man. Jameela ran deeper in to the alley way. As the men cursed at her, told her they would kill her. They both had arabian accents. Her back was pushed against the wall jameela was afraid for her life, jameela saw a large dark figure behind both the men. JACK

Jacob was cooking food for himself when the phone rang, he heard Jameela's panicked voice on the other end, heard her being dragged away. Jack had an idea on who they were, he had over heard faiyaz thanks to his surveillance equipment that there were some members in the terrorist group who had issues with how he handled the money. They believed he was skimming some off the top. So these 2 guys were clearly sent to attack Jameela and send a message to faiyaz, regardless of whether or not he was stealing from the terrorist group. Jack was ready to smash some skulls in. Once he reached the street, he quickly looked around before hearing a commotion in the alleyway.

Jack grabbed a hold of the pair and threw them with ease out of the alleyway and out onto the streets with a thud. They both tried to get to their feet, but were met with one swift quick across the jaw that knocked them both out. Before he then turned his attention to Jameela, helping her to her feet and holding her body close to his. "You ok?"

"Yes...yes...thank...you..thank..you" Jameela said to him grateful that he had rescued her from certain death. Jameela felt safe in his arms. As he guided her back home. Jameela thought about how he had taken care of those men, swift, powerful, decisive, it made him all the more attractive to her.

Jameela had no idea who the men were and why they had tried to kill her. Jameela had thought about calling the security officer, but with jack there jameela didn't need them. Plus the security officer being as racist as they were would have arrested Jack for the attack.

Jack made sure no one else tried anything, as they returned back home.

Jameela let him lead her in to the living room. JACK sat down on the sofa, jack grabbed her and made her sit on his lap. Jameela put her head on his shoulders. jack undid her veil, jameela didn't bother trying to stop him. Jack then put her head back on his shoulders. Jameela planted soft kisses of gratitude along his strong neck. jameela then turned his bearded face towards hers and kissed him passionately .

Jameela's tongue darted in to his mouth and intertwined with his. Jameela could feel his hard cock against her. It snapped her out of it jameela pulled away from him. Jack made sure to keep her in his grasp at all times, as Jameela rested on his lap. Their kiss was like fireworks, as their tongues danced inside of their mouths. With his cock now firmly pressed against her, jack was preparing to take off her clothes only for her to leave just like Jameela did last night.

"Sorry...that shouldn't have happened...Thank you for saving me but that shouldn't have happened..." Jameela repeated as jameela left the living room went to the kitchen grabbed some food and locked her self in her room. Jameela had no plan on leaving. Jameela could not face him.

The same patterns as last evening repeated itself. Once Jameela cried and prayed to god to forgive her. Jameela then found herself in the shower masturbating crying out his name. Before she fell asleep again.

Jameela toyed with herself in the shower once more, crying out for him to fuck her senseless. It was clear to him, that he would have to take control of her and fuck her senseless. Make her his and only his, by force if necessary. Jack didn't want to do it, but if that was the only Jameela could be at peace within her body then so be it. Jack intentionally left the door ajar that night, with her husband home and sleeping. To entice her in to have a taste of his cock, much like jameela did previously. If jameela did that, then he'd have her right there and then.

Jameela woke up in the middle of the night again. Jameela walked out of her bedroom and saw that jack's door was ajar but the lights were off. She walked towards his room and entered.

Like the previous night he was naked. His cock standing proud and hard. Her mouth salivated at the sight of it. Jameela took one step towards him and then turned around and back out the room. Jameela was halfway to her room when she again turned back and headed in to his room. Jameela stepped in to the room once again, closing the door behind her gently. Her eyes were glued to his cock, as Jameela walked towards it, her legs shaking in fear and excitement.

Once jameela reached the edge of the bed Jameela got on her knees, took in the smell of his cock. Once again Jameela told herself Jameela would just give it a quick peck. As a reward for rescuing her. jameela kissed it. and then again and again. Soon Jameela was sucking on the tip. Jameela didn't stop as she did not hear him stirring.

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Jack stayed silent until jameela was taking a strong sniff of his cock once more, he slowly opened his eyes and watched her as Jameela took part of his thirteen inch monster into her mouth.

Jameela sucked 2 inches of his cock. Then another 2 until jameela was at her limit at 4 inch's. The size her husband was. Just as Jameela was about to lift her head up Jameela felt a big strong hand on the back of her head forcing her down, making her choke and gag.

Jack grabbed her long black hair, and forced the rest of it down her throat. Thrusting his hips back and forth, sliding his thick shaft in and out of her mouth and her throat. A smirk etched on his lips, as he slowly licked them.

"Fuck me with your infidel nigger cock isn't that what you said, Jameela? Well I'm going to give you, exactly what you desire. A real man's cock inside of your cunt, claiming it as his own. Because from now onwards you're mine, and that pathetic husband of yours won't even know it!" jack pulled her head all the way back up off his cock, as his gaze met hers. A look of lust in both their eyes, even if Jameela didn't want to admit it.

Jameela gagged and choked. Almost puked as jac k forced her head down to the base of his monster cock. Her jaws ached, her throat hurt. jack held her there and then pulled her off.

Jameela breathed heavily as Jameela heard him repeat verbatim the words Jameela uttered in the shower. Jameela was stunned how did he hear that.

"No...no...don't say such filthy things...I...don't want your filthy nigge...GURKKK," jameela knew the words did not sound convincing but in her mind she meant them. But Jameela was cut short as jack had grabbed a fist full of her hair and slammed her mouth down on his cock again

"You're lying to yourself, even now your body is craving...begging for my cock to bury itself inside of you. You cunt is practically dripping on the floor in anticipation, for what's too come." JACK drove his hips harder and faster against her mouth and throat, his grip tightening on her hair all the while.

jack then pulled her head up once more, and pulled jameela up and onto his waist. His eyes locked onto hers, as her dripping womanhood was now pressed up against his cock. Which jack was grinding against her womanhood, as he then pressed his lips to hers hard. His hands grabbing and squeezing those big sensitive tits of hers now.

"Oh fuckkk!" Jameela swore for the first time since Jameela was a teenager and moaned in to his mouth as she felt him rubbing his cock at the entrance of her wet cunt. It was leaking all over his monster.

"No...No...let...go...of...me...I...don't...want...this...oh...fuckk!!" Jameela moaned in denial as jack slightly nudged his tip in to her tight wet '. cunt.

"Don't deny yourself this, let yourself go and give into your desires." jack had quite the way with words, as jack slowly pulled her panties to the side and was now rubbing his raw cock against her cunt. Teasing her clit with his cock tip, as jack slipped it between her folds.

His tongue soon wrapped itself around hers, as his hands pulled and teased her now erect nipples. Jameela was beginning to feel the heat, the need to be satisfied by a real man. As his hands soon moved down, and grabbed a hold of her voluptuous backside.

"No...never...never...let...go...of..meee!!" Jameela moaned softly even though Jameela was pleading for him to let her go jameela barely made any effort to fight.

As jameela felt the heat between her legs building up and reaching breaking point. When jack grabbed hold of her phat ass the dam broke, she shook on top of him as she had an orgasm.

Her moans echoed throughout the room as Jameela orgasmed all over his cock, which was still sliding across her folds. His hands squeezed her phat ass harder now, as jack pulled his lips away from hers and began to kiss her neck hungrily.

Before finally pushing that beast of a cock jack had, deep inside of her. The head of his cock, soon pressing hard against her cervix. Attempting to push it's way into her baby maker, as jack gave her ass cheeks a firm slap. Feeling them jiggle in his hands.

"OH...God..BIG..NIGGEERR...COCKK...STRETCHING...DEFILING...IN...WOMBB...ALMOST!" Jameela moans in incoherently. Her mind scrambled by the sensation as Jameela felt her self being broken apart. It felt like losing her virginity all over again but multiplied by 10.

Jameela felt her insides being rearranged as jack brutally fucked her. Her ass jiggling with every thrust. As Jameela had one continuous orgasm after another. The sounds of there bodies clashing echoed through out the room. Luckily it was far enough away that her husband would not hear. But then again he snores so loud it did not matter.

jack was ravaging her like this had been his intention all along. Completing one half of his mission. The part that had become more and more important to him as the days had passed.

When Jameela really thought about it Jameela  didn't really know him. Jameela had invited a stranger in to her house and now he was taking advantage of her. And Jameela was enjoying it.

Jack began to buck his hips back and forth, sliding that big black cock of his in and out of her womanhood. Picking up the pace with each thrust he made, until jack thrusting into her powerfully and without remorse.

Her tits bouncing up and down in his face, as her ass jiggled as he
against her. His heavy hairy balls, swinging back and forth now too. As they slammed against her backside, his lips sucking on and kissing her neck more ravenously now.

"That's right, an old nigger is defiling you. Making you his bitch, and doesn't that just turn you on? Doesn't that make you want to beg for more, beg for it to never stop." Jack teased her.

"DON'T STOP OH JACKKKK!! FUCK DON'T STOPP I BEG YOU GIVE ME YOURRRR KEEP DEFILING MEEEE WITH THAT BIG INFIDEL COCK!! FUCK MEEEE, I'M YOURSSS OH YOU HAIRY OLD NEGRO!!" Jameela growled firing off expletives in that one sentence than jameela had in her whole life. Declaring herself as his. As he continued to pound her. Her body was sweating profusely as jack showed no sign of slowing down. Her sweat dripped down from her body on to his

She could feel every thrust hit her gut like a punch, jack was driving her crazy, hitting spots in her jameela never knew existed. The bed creaked and shook as they violently fucked. The sounds of there body echoing through out the room. Jameela thanked god for making her husband such a snoring pig.

"This hairy old negro, is gonna continue defiling you all day and night. This hairy old negro, is gonna make you carry his black baby inside of you." Jack continued to savagely pound her count over and over again, his manhood slamming against her body harder and faster still. Finding more and more pace and power from somewhere, as his hands reached round and grabbed her bouncing breasts once more. Squeezing and teasing them mercilessly, as jameela broke on his cock. Sweat was slowly beginning to appear on his body, as jack was going at such a pace.

Hearing him declare with such conviction that jameela was going to carry his black babies both frightened and excited her. The thought of it made her have another orgasm. Which broke her, the only thing keeping her upright was his monster cock. Jameela felt him deep in her guts, deep inside her.

Jacob had been fucking her for 2 hours straight though it felt even longer, Jameela could see that he was not far off. Jameela was amazed at how long jack lasted. Her husband only lasted 10 mins compared to his 2 hours! He was inhuman. What Jameela did not know that since this was his first time fucking in a while that jack could not last any longer. When was fucking regularly he used to last much longer. Jameela felt his cock expanding inside her. She knew he was ready to blow.

"GIVE THAT NIGGER NUT YOU HAIRY BASTARDDDD FILL MEEE UPPP COME ON MAKE ME YOUR veilI SLUTTTT!!" Jameela moaned and goaded him.

His breathing was heavy now, sweat practically dripping off his lean body. Two hours straight, after going without it for so damned long was impressive. But jack was at his limit, and the fact jameela was goading him to cum inside her. To fill her up, only served to make him go that last little bit.

As his hips, crashed against hers over and over again as Jack released his thick cum deep inside of her fertile womanhood, his cock pulsing and sending more and more of his cum inside of her. His heavy oversized balls, finally being emptied after so long without any action. Jameela was gonna be feeling a lot heavier after this one.

The first blast almost launched her off his cock. It was so powerful as jack roared like an animal his hips bucking wildly as jack filled her womb up to the brim. Load after load of his seed. Jameela felt her belly swelling up from the sheer volume.

Jameela felt it overflowing dripping out of her cunt as they both breathed heavily as Jameela collapsed on top of his powerful sweaty chest. His cock still impaled inside her spewing the final loads of his cum.

Jack laid on his back exhausted from the nights activities, his breathing slowing down slightly. Until jack was back to breathing normally once more, as his hands nestled upon her voluptuous backside.

His cock continuing to pump more and more cum into her, as it overflowed out of her and back down his cock and onto the bed. Until finally, his cock went limp inside of her and fell out of her womanhood. As more of his cum, slipped out of her. "Damn, I thought I could last longer. Guess I'm gonna have to build up the stamina again."

Jameela was astounded hear that he could probably go longer. jameela felt his cum leaking out of her like cunt like a waterfall. Jameela said nothing because guilt had taken over her. Jameela felt ashamed. As she gingerly got up from him.

"This should have never happened, it will never happen again!" Jameela said firmly. Some of that firmness was deflated by the fact that jameela limped away with his cum leaking out of her cunt. Jameela left him there went back to her room and took a shower. Hoping to cleanse herself. Jameela could not sleep tossing and turning over. Jameela told herself that it would never happen again. Never. Jameela fell asleep from the exhaustion, her stomach still felt full.

"That was amazing but sinful, a one off...it wont happen again," Jameela told herself knowing full well that it was a lie.

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JAMEELA AND JACOB'S SEXUAL STORY

Jameela having fully enjoyed and satisfied with Jacob.

The next morning, jameela informed in college for sick. Jameela could barely walk and still felt exhausted. The guilt was killing her, yet a part of her wanted more!!

This realisation scared her, so left the house avoiding jack. Jameela went to the mosque in hopes that praying in such a holy place in front of god, the merciful, would help cleanse her mind. As she sat there on the floor on her knees, images of the night before started replaying in her head. Jameela remembered the way she felt when he penetrated her, she felt like she was being ripped apart, like she was losing her virginity, again. Jameela remembered his powerful thrusts and how the smell of sex lingered in the air, his powerful musk.

"Are you okay Sister?" Jameela was brought out of her daze as shabina, a regular member of the mosque, and she also addict of black dick, looked at her with a concerned expression. (My negro lover series)

"I am okay Sister...just a little tired. Did not get much sleep last night," Jameela said as she got up and excused herself.

Actually shabina wanted discussion about black men with Jameela. that's why shabina trying to start conversations with Jameela. but Jameela was not in mood, so shabina decided for wait.

Jameela headed to the ladies' room and locked herself in an empty stall. She lifted up her Abaya and pulled down her leggings along with her panties. She reached down between her legs and felt her cunt. She gasped out in horror.

Jameela was wet!! Extremely wet in the mosque. Jameela felt ashamed and turned on at the same time, unable to stop her mind from replaying the events of the previous night. A good '. woman would have repented and immediately pull her hands away from her cunt. Jameela did neither of those things and instead, began fingering herself furiously, whilst she used her other hand to stifle her moans for jack, to fuck her! How had he corrupted her so easily? Was it him or was Jameela always like this? Was this her true self? A shameless slut?? Did jameela want more??? How was his cock so big???? Jameela still didn't fully grasp how big he was and the thought was tormenting her.

"Jack! give me that nigger cock!! Give me ALL of that big nigger cock!!" Jameela moaned softly, almost in a trance, as she had an orgasm in the mosque. Jameela could not believe that she had become this debauch, to do such an unholy thing in such a holy place. The mosque was meant to be a safe place from her impure thoughts. Jameela the used some tissue to wipe her cunt and the juices streaming down her thighs. "I have never been this wet before", she thought as she involuntarily placed one of her wet fingers in her mouth. "Mmmmmm!" Jameela moaned as she enjoyed the taste of her arousal.

Once again, jameela came to her senses and chastised herself. Jameela felt like there were 2 versions of herself warring with each other; the good pious '. housewife and the slut. The slut was winning out and deep down Jameela was starting to know, that it was her true self.

Jameela had done her best to clean herself up, but she was still leaking profusely as she exited the toilet and sat back down to pray.

Jameela was exhausted by the inner war raging on inside her. And now jameela was worried all the other women would smell the juices secreting between her thighs, or see it dripping down on to the floor of the mosque. Jameela decided she would just go home; coming to the mosque had not worked.

Getting home was no easy feat, as the winds were strong and cold. For every step she took forward the wind blew her 3 steps back. Just as jameela arrived at her doorstep, the snow storm arrived prematurely. Jameela was surprised as all the forecasts said the earliest it would arrive would be midnight. Jameela received a message from her husband almost instantly as she stepped inside her house, informing her that if the snow storm continued at this rate, he would not be able to make it back.

As she stepped into the kitchen, Jameela did not make eye contact with JACK, fearing what would happen if she did. He had been the only thing on her mind at the mosque. Jameela was ready to tell him to leave. Jameela had to, for her own sake. Jameela informed him that her husband was trapped in the office due to the storm, but once it was over, Jameela wanted jack out of her house.
As Jameela started speaking in a trembling voice, turned away from him, Jack, of course, paid no mind to the news. He too, was preoccupied, his eyes were focused on her plump butt. He stepped up to her once more, his hand grabbing her ass without a thought.

If jameela wasn't going to give in willingly to him, then he'd take her by force, jack saw it as a necessary nudge before jameela was his completely. "You still sore from last night? but I'm recharged, and I'm gonna fuck you again and every day, night. You'll be my whore, and after I'm done with you, you won't want any other man except negros."

"Let go of me, filthy negro!!" jameela tried to squirm away from him as he had an iron grip on her ass, jameela wanted get away because of her increasingly wet womanhood.

Jameela might have said "let go!!", but jameela wanted him just as bad, but could not bring herself to say it out loud. Her pleas lacked conviction, plus jack was too strong. Jameela spat at him just so he would let go, Jameela had to get away or else jameela knew she would only fall deeper for him; jameela would commit even more sins. So, jameela did whatever was necessary to get away. Her fierce struggle surprised him a little, momentarily allowing her to run away from him.

Jameela planned on running to her room and locking herself in. But Jameela couldn't get far as he was on her in a flash. jack grabbed her veil and with one yank tore it off her head.

"Let me go, I don't want you, I won't let you fuck me again," jameela said half-heartedly as jack smiled at her knowingly, which enraged her. jack knew that Jameela wanted it, and her protests were getting weaker. Jameela was in denial, but Jameela could not bring herself to say it out loud. jack could sense it and jameela knew as much.

jack threw the torn veil on the ground. Next, he grabbed her blouse. Slowly tearing it from her body, exposing her plump breast and erect brown nipples. Jack smiled as their eyes locked and grabbed her womanhood, rubbing and caressing her folds; Jameela moaned softly and stared with anticipation as he undid his trouser and let them drop to the floor.

Jack exposed his thick black monster cock to her once more, and began rubbing it up against her exposed belly, with the giant glistening head of his cock forcing its way between her breasts. jack was going to claim her, in mind and body. Once and for all, this bitch would be his. "By the end of this, you'll be shouting and screaming more!!! You'll be screaming, give me more, you fucking nigger."

"No, I won't...I... wont ...mmm... No...You...PATHETIC NEGRO!!" jameela moaned in denial as she was still in awe of his strength at how he had casually torn everything on her to pieces.

Jameela felt his now familiar monstrous cock up against her stomach, between her breasts and almost reaching her wanting mouth... and it made her already gushing cunt even more wet. Jameela squirmed and tried to wriggle away from him but his grip was too strong. Jameela felt him turn her around and place his massive 13 inch cock between her ass cheeks after ripping the bottom half of her abaya off, exposing her big and round ass. Her panties followed soon after, joining her veil and ripped abaya on the floor. Jameela tried to run but he had her hair in a grip. Like a leash holding a bitch in her place.

Jameela could not believe how stupid she had really been, to let a nigger that she did not know, into her home. Had jameela really let him stay in her home because she was trying to be a good '. or was it because deep down she wished for something like this to happen.

With his vice like grip on her hair and body, she wasn't going anywhere anymore. Jack squeezed her ass tightly, as he slipped his cock between her ass cheeks. Before finally slipping his cock, back inside of her cunt. Letting it tear through her, and press against her stomach. Making it bulge, as he then cracked her ass hard.

"You can deny this all you want; but your body betrays you. It can't help but crave the superior cock, it can't help but need the superior cock. Besides, your cunt is so wet it's practically begging me for it."

"NO... YOU LIE... ALL... MMMMM... LIES... FUCKK...YOUUU... FILTHY... NEGRO... FUCKKKK!" Jameela screamed in denial as every thing he had said was true. His cock was more than just superior; it was the most satisfying thing she had ever felt in her life. It had done things to her she never knew could be done. Plus, he had ruined her now, Jameela knew she would never be able to feel her pathetic husband ever again.

h her mind. Jameela felt him battering her cunt, felt it bulge out of her stomach. As jack smacked her ass over and over again. Jameela had tears in her eyes, not because it hurt because she was enjoying all of this, jameela was enjoying being fucked forcefully.

"Mmmm you... negro.... fucking me... mmmmmm.... you so goood!" Jameela whispered so quietly that there was no way he could have heard her. But his senses were extremely well trained and he had heard and felt everything. Her heartbeat going faster, her body trembling in uncontrollable pleasure. Jack controlled her completely, as he began ramming into her cunt. Jack was fucking her brutally, spitting inside her pious '. mouth, degrading her in a way Jameela had never been. The older negro was taking control of her young married body. Jameela could do nothing to stop him.

"That's right, my cock is all you need now. You don't need nothing from that husband of yours, he's worthless and pathetic. You deserve a real man, a stallion to claim you for himself. To have you, and breed you." His hips drove against hers harder and faster now, as his cock was deep inside of her womb.

Stretching it out almost to breaking point, as jack reached up her body and grabbed those bouncing tits of hers. Her ass jiggling every time jack rammed into her, he was controlling every moment they had together. As waves of pleasure, coursed through her body.

Jameela could not believe he had heard her. His thrusts were deep and so were the things he said. He was right: she didn't need anything from her husband, he was worthless and pathetic. But jameela was not going to admit it out loud never.

"YES, I DESERVE A REAL MAN... A FUCKING STALLION LIKE YOU, TO CLAIM ME AS YOUR OWN!!" Jameela screamed and then gasped. Shocked those words had come out of her mouth. Jameela was determined not to say anything but Jameela was not only losing control of her body but her mind too.

Hearing her words seem to encourage him even more, as he rammed into her even faster and deeper. It was too much for her, she had an orgasm so powerful that jameela blacked out.

When jameela came all over his cock and blacked out, he couldn't help but smirk. Her words still ringing in his ears, as he carried her to her bedroom. Throwing her on the bed, as he spread her legs wide open, exposing her swollen cunt. He stood over her, stroking the tip of his long cock, waiting for her to regain her senses.

When Jameela came to she realised that she was no longer in the kitchen but on her bed. Jacob was on the edge of the bed with his cock standing proud. Her legs were wide open. Jameela knew he was about to take her on her marital bed. The thought of being defiled by jack on her marital bed excited Jameela as she stared into the negro's eyes. Jameela found him staring back at her with a sly smile etched on his face. Jameela gasped softly as he closed the distance between them.

Taking a hold of her legs and wrapping them around his waist, as he then slammed his cock back inside of her soaked cunt. The sweet smell of her juices, lingering in the air.

"What better place, for you to be reborn as a new Jameela. The place where your old life dies, and your new one begins!" jack bellowed laughing as he continued to slam his cock into her. Jameela wanted to scream and say no but she didn't.

"Fuck me with that big nigger cock, you old negro!" jameela found herself growling instead. Jameela felt the now familiar feeling of his monstrosity stretching her.

"FUCK, SO BIG!!" Jameela screamed as he continued to push into her. Jameela could not believe that she had tried run away from him. Run away from the thing inside of her.

It didn't take long for her to start shaking on his cock as he lifted her legs over his shoulders as he pushed in deeper; pounding her mercilessly. Punishing her for trying to run away from him earlier. Jameela knew that she was becoming his '. slut with every thrust.

His hips moved back and forth faster and harder, sliding that monster cock of his in and out of her soaked cunt. As jack had her in the prime breeding position, and kept her there for two hours.

Pounding away at her cunt relentlessly, he had regained his endurance now. Which was evident, in the fact he was still fucking her, and wasn't feeling any signs of fatigue.

"That's it, beg for this nigger cock to defile you. Make you carry my nigger babies, and you'll disown your husband after we're finished here," Jack teased her knowing very well that if jameela answered the way he envisioned, then without a doubt, jameela would be his slave for the rest of her life.

"OH, JACK GIVE ME THAT BIG NIGGER COCK...I BEG...YOU...DEFILE MY '. CUNT!!" jameela screamed out in pain as she felt his cock push past her cervix and right into her womb. Jameela could see it bulging out of her stomach as he continued to pound her.

"OH FUCK, JACK...JACK....YOU'RE SO MUCHH... BIGGER... THAN... HIM... OH FUCK... I AM SORRY... FOR RUNNING.... PUNISH ME!!" Jameela screamed so loud it hurt her throat. The sheets became drenched with their sweat. The bed shook along with her body, creaking dangerously, as just like her it barely managed to take Jack's monster cock. Jameela wrapped her legs around him instinctively.

Pulling him in deeper as jameela had one orgasm after another. His big heavy balls slamming against her asshole, drenched in her juices. Her big young firm tits jiggling with each thrust.

With his cock now buried inside her womb, her fate was sealed. Yet, he continued to pound her cunt harder and harder still, soon reaching the peak of his speed and power. As his cock slammed into her, as hard and as fast as possible; balls slapping against her ass harder, his hand squeezing her throat tightly.

As jack made sure jameela knew not to go against him ever again, as his other hand began to squeeze and slap her bouncing tits.

"Of course, I'm fucking, bigger than him, that's not even a contest. He'll no longer satisfy what is mine, he won't ever again be able to pleasure you" Jack said with a cocky laugh.

Sweat and her juices soaked her bed, as it was creaking and cracking under the force of his thrusts. It felt like it was going to break, such was the force of his thrusts.

Jameela knew jack was right; her husband would never be able to please her ever again. He barely managed it before and now that jameela had been taken by Jack there was no chance at all. Jack had unlocked something in her that she had been burying her whole adult life.

Her insatiable desire for sex, it had always been there, her husband could not handle it even before his impotency.

Jameela had no idea sex could be this good. A sense of resentment towards her husband, her parents, her siblings, community and religion began to build inside her. They had kept her away from this, always told her to stay away from mens... that sex was an unholy and impure thing, not for pleasure or enjoyment only for having children. If jameela had not listened jameela may have experienced this kind of ecstasy much sooner in her life.

"OH, GIVE IT TO MEEE JACK FUCK HARDER JACKKK FUCKKK...!!" her scream was cut off mid way as Jack choked her even harder. Jack spat in her gasping mouth.

"From now on you'll only call me Master, do you understand bitch? Or else I'll pull out right now!" Jack growled as he rolled his tongue on her face. Jack wanted her to know her place. The desire to dominate her, to own her was all he could think about at this moment.

"Yes....Mast...errrr!" Jameela croaked as he continued choking her. Hearing her call him "Master" made him hammer into her harder than before. Jack removed his hands from her neck letting her breathe. Jameela gasped and took in as much air as possible as he continued to pound into her. Jameela tasted his spit on her tongue, setting off one orgasm after another.

Making her and the bed shake violently as if an earthquake was happening. Jack had lowered her legs from his shoulders to his waist, Jameela wrapped her legs around him tightly as he leaned down and kissed her. His tongue penetrating her mouth, as his huge nigger cock penetrated her cunt.

Jameela moaned as his thrusts got wilder, she sensed that he was getting close to blowing his load. Jack was irritated with himself once again he could only last for 2 hours, Jack knew he would have to work on lasting longer than that. Jack suddenly had an idea as he smiled to himself and pulled out from her.

"What...no... Master...why did you stop? You were so close Master!" Jameela asked her brows furrowed in confusion.

"I am close.... but I don't think you want it; do you want it?" Jack asked mockingly.

"Yes, I want it Master," jameela stated truthfully. Jameela could not deny how much she wanted it despite the consequences it could lead.

"Hmmm... I don't think you mean it. If you mean it, then you would beg better than that, bitch!" jack replied as he continued teasing her. Jack wanted to hear her beg, it would be the final conformation he needed, that Jameela was his. Jack would then start training her as his veili whore.

"PLEASE.... MASTER... GIVE... ME... YOURR... CUMM... BURY... YOUR... NIGGER... SEED... DEEP... IN.. MEEEE... PLEASEEE... I.. BEG... YOU!!" Jameela cried. Tears rolling down her eyes, she had never wanted something so desperately in her life. Her cunt was literally craving to be filled up by jack's seed. Jameela knew by admitting out loud that she had truly left her old life behind.

Jack simply replied by smiling and without warning slammed his big black monster cock back into her. Jameela yelped in both pain and delight as she felt him back inside her. It only took him a few thrusts before he felt his cum shooting up and out of his cock.

"TAKE IT YOU FUCKING '. WHOREEEEEE!!" he roared as he unloaded wave after wave of his seed in her.

"OH YESSS MASTERR!! SO MUCHHH CUMMMMMMM...
FUCKKK!!" Jameela moaned as she felt her belly getting swollen by the sheer volume. She was still amazed by how much cum jack produced. Jameela felt him pull out, her hands instinctively plugged her leaking cunt. Jameela could not let his seed go to waste. Jameela immediately laid on her back and lifted her legs. Jameela wanted that seed deep in her womb.

Such a thought would have disgusted her hours ago; in fact, after doing all of this she would have been disgusted. Jameela felt a repulsion the first time he had taken her, but all she felt now was a sense of contentment. Jack rolled off her and lay next to jameela.

Both of them were breathing hard, sweating profusely. The bed was soaked with their sweat and juices. The whole room reeked of sex; Jameela liked the odour.

Jameela turned over towards him, saw him looking at her. He kissed the top of jameela's head.

"Did you enjoy that, my beautiful '. slut?" jack asked her, as he ran his hands through her hair.

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"Yes...Master. I loved it.... loved it sooo...much!" Jameela replied biting her lower lip whilst looking him directly in the eyes.

"Good...get some rest my beautiful '. slut... I have a lot more planned for you don't want to wear you out too early," jack said playfully as he brought her in for a kiss. He lied... in reality he wanted to take her again. Despite his stamina only letting him last 2 hours at a time, his recovery was ithankfully what it normally was. Jack would be ready to take her ass in 10 minutes. Jack knew how forbidden anal was in ., it would be the final barrier.

But jack needed her to sleep for now, so he could finally sneak downstairs, break into her terrorist husband's office and start accumulating evidence.

The snowstorm had arrived at the perfect time. With him stranded at his work place for at least 2 days it was the perfect amount of time for Jack to take everything from the bastard. His wife and his life all in one go.

It did not take too long for Jack to break into the office. Jack had lifted Faiyaz's fingerprint of a glass he had used the other day, Jack now used it to gain access to the office.

What he found left him absolutely giddy. A treasure trove of evidence, everything he needed to put away jameela's husband for life. Account details, transactions, emails etc. Way more evidence then he needed to complete his mission. "This is perfect!", jack thought to himself.

Jack needed to get a message out to his old handler and team. He sent an encrypted message via the phone jameela had given him and waited for a reply. The gods were with him as he received a reply asking for the verification code, after which he supplied his old team all the details.

They informed him that he would have to wait until the snowstorm was over before they could act. Jacob smiled to himself, as it gave him more time to train Jameela to be his.

Jacob went back upstairs and saw her sleeping peacefully. Jack was tempted to wake her up but he decided against it. As he wanted to take a nap himself.

Several hours later jameela's eyes fluttered open. Jameela noticed how white it looked outside, the snowstorm clearly going strong.

Jameela saw Jack sleeping next to her, he looked content and so damn sexy. Jameela couldn't believe she had resisted this man earlier. Jameela had always thought of him as sexy, in reality that was what made her approach him on the street. Jameela never knew it then, but now she did.

Jameela got up from bed, and almost collapsed, her legs were shaking like jelly. Jameela could barely stand; her body was aching all over. Jameela somehow limped her way to the shower. A nice hot shower should helped refresh her as she felt less sore afterwards. As she dried herself off  jameela looked for clothes to wear, she put on a navy floral print abaya with black veil complimenting it.

Jameela went over to the bed and kissed the top of her Master's head lovingly. Jameela made her way down to the kitchen to make some food for them, she wanted it ready so when ever he woke up it would be ready for him. Jameela hummed and smiled as she cooked, feeling content and happy with her life.

Jameela had always felt that there was something missing her whole life, something that kept her from feeling true happiness, she realised now that thing was jack, her Master. Jameela had been searching for a man who could dominate and own her, jameela had found that man. She turned off the cooker as the curry she had whipped up was done. Jameela went to the section of the kitchen top where jameela stacked her plates.

Jameela was so lost in her inner musings that she failed to hear Jack sneak up behind her.

"Owwwww!!" Jameela screamed as she felt a stinging slap on her ass that echoed throughout the kitchen. Jameela felt him lift up the back of her abaya exposing her bare pantie less ass. Jameela had decided not to wear panties or bra.

"You're a naughty slut, no panties or bra, is it because you want to give your master easy access?" Jack whispered in her ear as he groped her bra less tits through her abaya.

"Yes....mmmmm.... Master!!" Jameela purred as she stuck out her ass and was pleasantly surprised when she felt his cock. Jack had come down naked.

"Good because it's time for your next lesson," jack growled as he bent her over.

"Yes..Yes.. I am ready for my next lesson Masterrrrrrrrrr!!" Jameela moaned as she felt him enter her already wet cunt. Jameela loved the feeling, loved how it made her cunt feel full.

Despite having been penetrated by him earlier, her cunt still struggled with the size of his monster. Jameela was excited to feel him inside her. But within a couple of seconds he pulled out; jameela groaned out in disappointment.

"Are you going to make me beg again Master? Because I am ready to beg like a desperate whore." Jameela moaned as she waited for him to speak. But he didn't say anything.

Without missing a stride, Jack pulled back, and looked at his cock as it came out of her extremely wet pussy, drenched in her juices. This is what he exactly planned; to use her own juice as a lubricant. Jack put his hand on the middle of her back and shoved his cock right up Jameela's virgin unprotected ass hole. Jameela screamed and jumped, but jack was ready; he leaned forward, putting his weight there. He held her down and pumped in and out. Jameela kicked her legs, her knees drummed on the cupboards, they would be bruised later. Her arms went flailing. The pain was horrendous, jameela cried and begged him to stop, but jack gave no quarter.

It was lesson time, and he knew that as soon as Jameela had learned it, Jack would own every inch of her body.

Jameela cried and cried, tears erupted from her eyes, they dripped on the counter top, but jack kept going. He would force her to accept him. Jack wasn't rough or nasty, just persistent, keeping the rhythm, the slow easy pace, in, out, in out. Jameela's tears and cries gradually subsided until she lay there, and jack was able to relax and screw this outstandingly beautiful '. wife's virginal ass. Through the pain and the tears, Jameela had an orgasm, it was only a small one but he knew it. It wasn't because his cock was in her ass. It was from the complete shock of knowing that a man had truly mastered her in a way she had never foreseen.

Jack's cock drove into her ass harder and faster with each powerful stride, hands now moving down her body and taking a hold of her ass cheeks. His weight pressing down upon her, forcing her to accept her place in all this. Forcing her to accept his cock, as her salvation. Jack parted the side of her veil exposing her neck. His lips soon pressed against her neck, and sucked on it.

Leaving her with more than a few hickeys, as his cock claimed her body. "No man can have you now; deep down you know this. You know your body will only accept my cock, it won't be tainted by anyone else. Now beg me, beg me for more."

"PLEASE MASTER, MORE GIVE ME, MOREEE FUCK MY ASS MASTER, OH PLEASE, I DONT WANT ANYONEEE ELSE., ONLY I NEEED YOU MASTER, Oh CUMMMINGGG!!" Jameela found herself pleading and screaming as jameela had an orgasm which was the complete opposite of the one she only a few moments ago. A powerful earth-shattering orgasm that made her body spasm and flail around. Jameela knew that he was right; that no man could ever have her.

Certainly not her husband, thinking of him no longer brought any guilt, which felt somewhat liberating to her. Jameela couldn't help but continue to marvel at Jack's stamina and strength as he continued to annihilate her previously virginal ass hole.

Jack cocked his hand back, and slammed it against her butt cheeks, the sound echoing throughout the house. As his cock, continued to dominate and own her ass. Slamming in and out, his balls swinging back and forth, as they slammed into both of them. Jack stood up a bit straighter now, as jameela screamed out what he already knew. Jameela was his, and that was an end of it.

"That's right, scream for me. Moan for me, tell me how much you need this. How much you've wanted this, your faith has denied you these pleasures, but no longer. Now you'll indulge in them with me, for as long as we're together."

"FUCK I HAVE NEEDEED THIS MY WHOLE LIFE, I'VE WANTED IT MY WHOLE LIFE TO THATS, FUCKKK ME, THAT'S WHY  I INVITED YOU IN TO MY HOUSE. I WANTED THIS TO HAPPEEN!!" Jameela finally said it out loud. It had been on her mind ever since she had invited Jack into the house. Deep down jameela wanted something like this, a man who could give her such carnal pleasure. A man that would use her like this, like a slut. Years of bottling it all up, being told that enjoying sex was a sin, to want it was a sin.

The frustration and anger jameela felt it was now replaced by joy, pure ecstasy of experiencing sex like this. Jameela continued to moan and scream as jack relentlessly pounded her ass, the sounds of his cock penetrating her ever expanding ass echoed throughout the kitchen.

"Of course, you fucking did, anyone would want this if they had a pathetic man like your good for nothing husband." Jack slapped her ass cheeks over and over again, cock drilling into her ass more and more relentlessly, as his other hand reached up her back, and took a hold of her veil, and pulled it off her. As he took hold of her hair in his hands, as his cock drove into her violently.

"You won't be needing that around me anymore, now will you? You'll keep up appearances when your husband returns, but once he's deal with, that veil will be discarded. A last remnant of him."

"Deal with? What do youuuu meannnn fuckkkkk.... feels sooo gooddd Masterrr!!" Jameela moaned in confusion not sure what he meant. The act of him ripping off her veil felt so dirty and sinful to her. Hearing him hint at future plans, that he was not going to discard her after using her, weirdly made her feel special and wanted. But Jameela was still confused by what he meant by "dealt with."

"All will be revealed in due time, just know that when I take you from here.... you'll be more appreciated." Jack pressed his lips hungrily against hers, as he pulled her hair arching her back. As his cock drilled her ass as hard and as fast as he could, he was mercilessly fucking her.

Jameela was even more confused by the vagueness in his statement but she didn't dwell on it as much as her body was consumed by another powerful orgasm.

"OH, GOD MASTERRRRRRR CUMMINGGG AGAIN!!" Jameela screamed wildly once again. The orgasm was so strong that for the umpteenth time she almost passed out. As he continued to slam her ass like a man possessed. Jameela felt her ass gaping with each thrust.

His cock began to twitch inside her ass, as it reached the limits of its endurance. Jack himself wasn't breathing heavy at all, as his cock slammed into her cunt relentlessly. Even as jameela had another orgasm, Jack refused to ease off. "That's it, I'm your master. The one you'll bow down to, and belong to."

"YES, YOU ARE MASTERRRR.... I'M FOREVER YOUU...OH... MASTER... CUM... PLEASE CUM... INSIDE.... YOUR '. WHOREE!!" Jameela screamed in desperation she wanted him to cum, to feel it not in her ass but inside of her cunt. But she would accept it where ever he chose to unload it. Jameela was not going to question him. Jameela realised she had truly become his slut, his property. Jameela no longer thought of him as jack, jameela thought of him as Her Master.

Jack gave her a coy smile, as he let go of her hair. Pulling himself out of her ass, and slamming himself into her cunt, just as he released his fertile seed from his cock inside of her. Pumping load after load of his cum inside of her, moaning in her ear as he did so. He'd claimed her completely now, and she'd more than likely be pregnant with his child now. Such was the potency of his cum.

"YES, YESSS MASTER.... GIVE ME... YOUR... NIGGER.... SEEED!!!" Jameela moaned in delight, it was almost as if her Master read her mind as he pumped her full of his seed. She had a feeling deep down that there was no way she was not getting pregnant with his child. A man like him had to be potent. A stark contrast to her husband. Her Master may have achieved what her husband had not in several years in just over a couple of days.

"OH YES SOOO MUCH CUMMM....MASTER.... GOING TO KNOCK MEE...UP....FEEELS...SOO....GOOD!!" Jameela moaned feeling elated.

"You'll be getting plenty more of this seed you love so much, just as long as you know who you belong to... always." Jack pulled his now limp cock out of her, and watched as his seed began dripping out of her body and onto the floor. His hand cracking her ass hard, as jack smirked at her.

"Doing what your husband could never do, what you so desperately desire. Giving you a child, something I've no doubt you've been wanting for years... haven't you?"

"Yes, I have wanted a child for years but my husband... my pathetic husband could not give me one. Thank you for thinking that I am worthy of your seed, Master," jameela moaned as she approached him, her legs wobbling a little as she closed the gap between them and got on her knees. Jameela kissed and licked her Master monstrous cock, covered in cum and juices. Jameela felt no guilt at all for calling her husband pathetic, jameela now resented him.

"Thank you Master," jameela purred again as she continued to lick his cock hungrily, getting a taste of her ass mixed with his cum. Jameela saw drop of his seed dripping down on to the kitchen floor. Forming a small puddle. Jameela knelt down on to the floor and licked up his seed like a thirsty bitch.

"Can't let any of my Master's precious seed go to waste," jameela said looking up at him with a big smile plastered across her face. Jameela did not realise how brainwashed and enamoured she was.

"No man can compare to a nigger like me, and it's only fitting that he fills his new woman with his seed. But, I'm glad you're not wasting even a single drop of it. That shit is the your elixir, your cure... it'd be unwise to see it go to waste." Jack pulled up a chair and sat down to catch his breath.

Jack chuckled to himself, as jameela lapped up his cum like a kitten with milk. Once the floor was sparkly clean, jameela crawled over to him on her hands and knees, her tongue wagging like a bitch in heat as she got in between his legs and started licking his balls. They gave off a strong musky smell, it was overpowering and intoxicating and Nabilah could not get enough of it. Jameela rubbed her face on his balls then went back to sucking them loudly. Jameela raised one of his legs over her shoulder and started lapping up his ass crack. Jameela licked and kissed all the way to his asshole. Jameela heard him groan in approval which made her smile and only encouraged her even more.

His hands grabbed a hold of her hair and jack wiped his ass with her face, like he was using a rag to clean his body. His grip tightened on her hair, as he groaned out in satisfaction.

"Yes...MASTER......YOU ARE MY !!" Jameela said. Jack was clearly no ordinary man.

Everything about him was extraordinary. The fact that Jameela thought jack  was worthy of worshipping only made her lick his balls and ass with even more vigour, his grip on her hair didn't really allow her to do anything else much.

"I'll allow you to call me Master, even though that title is beneath me." He smirked down at her once more, his hands releasing their grip on her hair so she can do much more than what she was doing. Jack dug closer and deeper into his ass with her tongue.

For an hour, jameela worshipped her nigger Master, as he released his grip on her hair. Jameela slowly kissed up from his balls up his shaft, and took his cock in her mouth jameela gagged a little and choked but it was not as severe, as jameela had gotten a little used to it, jameela knew her Master's super human cock would always cause some discomfort but Jameela enjoyed it. Jameela started swallowing more and more, the sounds of her gagging, choking, slurping filled the kitchen as jameela started deep throating him.

Jack smiled to himself as watched her worship his cock. Hearing her such blasphemous thing only made him more excited and reassured him that when jack revealed the truth about who he really was jameela would react appropriately.

"Mmmm... Yes... thats... it... you... fucking... whore... worship... Your... Master's... cock!" Jack growled as he grabbed the back of her head and started guiding it up and down his almighty black shaft. Hearing her still struggling, delighted him to no end.

A part of her was screaming at her, telling her to stop, trying to shame her for giving in so easily but Jameela had always wanted a strong man in her life, one that could order her around. Her husband was never that person. But jack, was that man. The power in his voice, when he told her what he wanted, it was not a request, it was an order.

Jameela went as far as she could, which barely even reached his halfway point. Jameela wasn't used to something so thick. Jameela began bobbing up and down on the part of the cock that did fit in her mouth. The other part was being pleasured by one of her dainty pale indian hands, stroking it to make sure his huge cock was pleased completely. With her other hand, jameela stroked under his balls, massaging and caressing places jameela had never touched a man before.

Her eyes kept looking up, seeing her Master in all of his sexy black glory. His face told her that she was doing a decent job, sucking and coating his cock with her saliva. Jameela felt him reach down with one hand and placed it on the back of her head, his arm shaking as jack grabbed hold of it firmly.

"Fucking '. cunt hungry for my nigger cock! Shameful '. whore!!" He growled at her. Jameela had never been degraded like that before, instead of feeling insulted she felt the opposite.

It encouraged her to elevate the pace, making for a much more audible blowjob experience. 'Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!' The noises echoed inside the kitchen. It showed that jameela had progressed from sucking, to something much better described as slobbering.

Jameela was pushing herself like never before, as jameela wanted impress her Master, the man she knew would fulfil all her sexual needs for the rest of her life. Jameela could no longer imagine a future where jack was not around. Jameela had already started planning in her head, how once he would get a job, he could rent a small apartment, where they could fuck till their hearts' content. But all of that would come later; right now, jameela needed to focus on pleasuring her Masters black pole.

Her jaw ached and she felt that she had reached her limit in terms of how much of this thick nigger cock would fit in her throat, but jameela was determined to show her desire and servitude to her Master.

So, jameela began to suck more and more pushing herself, ignoring the pain. Jameela felt her eyes water up. But she continued to bob and suck, causing jack to whip his head back, he was loving the shit out of this.

"Oh, you fucking '. bitch! You've been hungry for this nigger cock, haven't you? Then Get it!!! Get it you, pathetic whore" Jack cried out, releasing a strong moan. Hearing such degrading and filthy words was still somewhat surreal for Jameela, but she was getting used to it by the minute.

It didn't sound right as it echoed around the kitchen at first. But soon she got passed the initial jarring element of it she realized this is what Jameela wanted and it sounded so right coming from jack, her master. Jameela didn't know if it sounded so right because of his overwhelming masculinity, deep commanding voice or maybe was just that jameela was nigger cock drunk.

Whatever it was, she went deeper, and deeper; bobbing and dropping further on his black steel. Her eyes teared up more, and air was filling her lungs less and less. Jameela felt jack writhing in ecstacy as he looked down and looked impressed that she had almost reached the base of his nigger monster once again.

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Jacob was truly impressed, only a handful of women had ever swallowed his cock once. But that was before the experiments; since his augmentation, no woman had ever taken it all. Jameela on the other hand had done it more than once. This only reaffirmed his desire to own and keep this sexy, slutty woman.

'Gurk! Gurk! Gurk!' came the loud gagging noises from her as jack got closer and closer until jameela finally had reached the base. Jameela coughed on his black cock before pulling off of him, breathing heavily and catching her breath. A trail of saliva connected her mouth to his fat and now extremely wet tip.

Jack reluctantly stopped her before jameela dove back in after catching her breath. Jack knew it was time to show her, Jack planned on waiting for one more day before jack revealed the truth. But jack saw no point in delaying the inevitable, jameela deserved to know the truth about her husband.

Jameela pouted a little in disappointment too as Jack grabbed her by her hair, and guided her towards her husband's office. Jameela was confused as to why jack was taking her to the office. What was even more confusing and troubling was how he undid the lock on the office, the door had a pin, which jack seemed to know. Jameela, however, stopped thinking about all of the red flags when her eyes wandered down on to his perfectly sculpted ass, glistening with her spit. Jameela wanted to taste it again, "he is so delicious..." Jameela thought to herself. In a daze, jameela reached out and grabbed his naked ass cheek. Jack didn't seem to be in the mood as jack swatted her hand away.

After batting her hand away, jack continued to pull her by her hair through the office towards the desk. In fact, Jack threw her down on the desk and grabbed a hold of jameela's throat with one hand. His grip was ironclad and unrelenting. His grip got tighter as the minutes passed, jameela's eyes were wide with shock. Of course he had been aggressive with her until this point and jameela had come to love the aggressiveness with which jack had taken her so far. But something about this was different. It was as if something inside of him changed. Jameela was struggling to breath, jameela tried to loosen his grip but jameela just didn't have the strength.

There was an obvious struggle at first, but Jack's demeanour didn't change. It remained a stoic expression throughout as if he didn't care. However, his bodily movements suggested an anger dwelling deep within. Jack plunged his massive black pole deep inside her already sopping wet cunt, but this time, it was tighter than before. However, that wasn't going to stop him from using her as a cocksleeve to pleasure himself with and abuse a bit.

The immediate struggle was soon overwhelmed by waves of pleasure from Jameela. Jameela had already been filled by him numerous times and now just recently, Jack dumped his virile load deep within her womb. This beast of a man had certainly gotten her pregnant, but if by some chance he didn't do so moments ago, the numerous others he had planned to do so right in this very office will do the trick. Jameela didn't know why but the thought of being impregnated by him made her feel excited even though jameela knew the consequences it would have on her marriage and standing in the community.

Jack's pent up aggression wasn't at jameela, but at her husband. He wanted to really delve deep into the darkest recesses of his mind to finally let go. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately for jameela, that form of aggression was a powerful, unrelenting, form of fucking. This wasn't sex at all. Jack wanted to make a statement to her husband, wherever he's currently at the moment, that he was going to take everything away from him; his lovely wife, his job, his livelihood, everything. The start of it all was her of course, but now that he had claimed her womb, it was time to wash away any remains of her husband upon her.

Jack slapped her tits numerous times as he vigorously thrust into her like a wild animal, moving the desk with each thrust. Jack slapped her across the face a couple of times when ever jameela tried to speak, but it only rarely happened as it was mostly moans and grunts filling the room. Jack could feel her cunt tighten up with each powerful orgasm jameela experienced. Jack didn't even give warning as he dumped his massive load within her pussy, but that didn't stop him, no, jack continued his thrusts until he switched to her asshole and pounded it relentlessly like a mad dog.

Even though jack had already cum, jack was getting harder and his thrusts became even more violent. When jack came to his climax within her asshole, jack switched to her mouth and used that, his massive nuts slapped the bridge of her nose each and every time. Jack didn't even give her a choice in the matter either. Jack forced his massive black meat pole down her throat and used long strokes as he heard her choke on his massive shaft.

Jameela was in disbelief, Jack was like a feral animal. Relentless, there was no respite for her. Jameela thought he was done when he blew his load in to her but he carried on to her ass and now her mouth. Jameela could see the look of disbelief in his face too as if he couldn't quiet believe how wild he was being. That was the last coherent thought she had as her eyes started to roll to the back of her head.

Jacob noticed that jameela's eyes were rolled back and that her tongue was sticking out like a panting bitch. Jack thrust into her with more vigour and power, but her mind wasn't there anymore. Jameela was cock drunk, fucked silly. Her body was overwhelmed by immense pleasure and was now only reacting to jack's thrusts. Jameela was smiling from ear to ear, even after each slap, spit and abuse, just crazy for more, but jack was at his limit. He bathed jameela's body with his thick seed from head to toe. Jack had completely ruined her.

Jack knelt down close to her face as he saw her on the precipice of consciousness, dazed and cock drunk. Jack wasn't even sure if jameela could hear him, but at this point, it didn't matter. Jack was going to tell her what he had planned.

"Jameela, I don't know if you can hear me or not, it doesn't matter. I plan on taking everything away from your husband. I've already claimed you and ruined you for all others, now I plan on taking away his job and his livelihood. He'll have nothing left. Because faiyaz is terrorist, a danger to society. A man like that does not deserve a woman like you. I've already gotten evidence of what your husband has been doing that will completely ruin him and his reputation. I'll have some of my associates look it over when they come. I'm taking what's mine." Jack said smiling. Jack was even more determined in his mission now than when he had entered this house.

Jameela heard the words, though they didn't quiet register. Jameela was still in a daze, she had never consumed alcohol but she imagined being drunk was a similar experience. If jameela had been conscious then she would have realised that she had been deceived by her husband and jack, that they were not who they claimed to be.

Jameela might have been able to relate to that on some level as she had been deceiving herself, her entire life. Pretending to be someone she was not, but now she could no longer hide from the truth. Jameela had convinced herself that she was a pious '. woman who did not need sex that she was all about her faith. But jacob had revealed her true self, she was a woman who craved sex and needed it. Jameela now knew who she was. Those were her last thoughts as she passed out from exhaustion.

Jacob and Jameela were not the only ones that had revelations, both of them had not seen the small camera on the shelf opposite the desk, it was inconspicuous, small, the size of button almost. It had been placed there after jack's last sweep, so he did not know of it. In the throes of passion he got complacent, the camera was feeding back images of the carnal act. There was no audio but the person on the other end was faiyaz, jameela's husband.

His eyes wide in horror and tears streaming down them as he had watched the large homeless black man take his wife over and over again. He was disgusted at his wife how could she do this to him, but he was also disgusted at himself as he could not believe that he was turned on by it. He had placed the camera after he noticed that it looked like someone had been inside his "office". His real work came with a healthy dose of paranoia, so in an attempt to quell his suspicion, decided to monitor his office when he was away. Never in a million years did he expect this. Faiyaz needed to get home, but faiyaz was in a apartment in the other side of the city doing his real "job". Once this snow storm subsided, faiyaz planned on making his way back home and reclaim what belonged to him.

To be continue....

[Michael1]

this story contains themes of race play, blasphemy, infidelity and interracial sex. A story about big dicks, tits and ass. If these things offend you then this is not the story for you. I would also like to say this is not an attack on '.s, I am one myself. But rather a tool to do something a little different in the interracial category.

I do apologize for such long gaps in between stories. Due to personal issues and just losing my love for writing it took me much longer to write. I have recently rediscovered that love for writing so hopefully there will be more to come.

[Michael1]

Now you must have thinking that only Jameela like negro addiction, but this was the same case with someone else too and it was Shabina.

Why does Shabina want to talk about black men with Jameela, because.

once evening Shabina was leaving the supermarket after buying goods with her foster daughter, she saw a familiar young woman talking with homeless older negro beggar laughingly. Butterflies appeared in her stomach. Shabina recognized her immediately and it was none other than Jamila who used to meet Shabina when they used to go to the mosque to offer prayers.

In fact, Shabina never expected that such a staunch choice '. woman like Jameela would contact to a black man.
But Shabina had known that even after ten years of Jameela's marriage, she had not had a child. So a mischievous smile appeared on Shabina's face and she muttered to herself, "Poor Jameela, be happy, welcome your is in the life of a homeless black man."

How I became addicted to black cock (My Negro Lover 2) Read.

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Hot workout in COLD NIGHT

A ***** auto driver is fullfil my sex desire.

My name is sania muskaan, I am Indian '. house wife and live happily with my husband. It was a cold dark night that I ventured out to the marriage of my best friend, my husband was in DUBAI for 30 days on Buisness trip, and let me down and feeling so lonely. I decided to go on my own to enjoy the wedding. I took a taxi and reached my friend's home. I attend marriage and met with bride and her parents, and relatives. I got myself a coke and decided to have a little wonder around to see what was happening.

I'd notice a man watching me while talking to my friend father. i kept focus towards on bride, but my concentration was on that stranger which he was interested in me. That night i was wearing pink saree and i was looking pretty, I observe that stranger watching me, whenever him gets chance. 

I lot enjoyed in wedding with and my another friend, wedding was going on and then when it was around midnight, i ask my friend, mom to call taxi, she said, it's too late muskaan, naagraj will drop you home. I asked "who is Nag Raj"? She told that "Nag Raj is our permanent rickshaw driver, we take his service wherever we go, he is a very nice person. i resist but aunty insists that he will drop me, which i didn't want to, but i couldn't refuse when my uncle aunty said go with him. 
Nag Raj was none other than the same stranger who was talking with the friend's father.
I got into his auto and we started our journey, he talk about my friend's parents good nature, he started talking about my beautiful face and carry on about my smart body, i feel embarrassed but i knew he was interested in me. During his conversation he put song "'yaar mila tha saiyyan' in his music system The meaning of this song creates sexual desire in the body,  Which makes me want sex. Listen to this song and you will know the meaning. He then told me that you are very beautiful and sexy. I was very hornie at that time. I knew that after our lengthy and concise conversations he was the one to cause me pain and take me to the edge of my limits.

He drove me home and ask me that can i drink a water, unwillingly i ask him to come inside. He took me by surprise, and take me in his arms as soon as we were through the door and he kissed me while holding my hair tightly so my head could only move at his. I felt myself get instantly wet and felt embarrassed that an intelligent and independent woman like me could be so aroused by being controlled by someone who was, in fact, non '. guy.

He turned me around and smacking my bottom hard told to me 'get the fuck upstairs'. I jumped at the words he used and felt uncertain about whether I was really capable of handing myself to him to do as he wished.

I climbed the stairs and felt a little unsteady as I imagined all that he might do and again felt nervous about my ability to do as he wished.

He walked in behind me and without speaking he began to undress me. I tried to take hold of some of the clothing and he said 'what do you think that you are doing?' I meekly replied that nagraj we are not doing the right thing. He said without pause 'did I tell you to do that?' I shook my head quickly.

He took my hair in his hand and pulled my hair back and whispered into my ear. You will do as you are told or I will punish you. His voice was calm and sure and I instantly got wetter as I pushed my arms firmly down by my sides to signal my acquiescence. I had never liked being undressed but it was clear that I didn't have many options here and I felt the open doorway behind me as I watched him undress me and I wondered what was going to happen and if I should walk now while my dignity was still in tact. I was wondering why i am accepting ***** guy orders. He stood up after removing my choli patticoat and gestured toward my naked breast. naagraj came near me and he slid his hands down into my panty and felt the wetness I had felt building, I actually heard his breathing change and I felt sure he was smiling. I felt pleased that I had proven without speaking that he was meeting my every need and I hope that I would have an opportunity to meet his. As the thought entered my head I realised that will little effort on his part I was already under his spell and the location of the door was as immaterial as his name or what he was going to do next.

He leant down and looped his thumbs under my waist band and pulled my knickers off. I felt him stand up and then heard him breath in ' wonderful - you smell wonderful' he sighed deeply and I can only imagine that he was smelling my underwear and although I was naked I felt proud that I was still interesting to him. He told me to bend over and I was desperately attempting to think of what was gwoing to happen next. I hoped that he wouldn't leave me there long as I was sure that from that angle I really couldn't be that attractive and my vanity surprised me. 

At this point he left me in no doubt about his control of me as he slid two fingers inside me. I groaned as I felt myself Cumming already and I felt like I was letting myself down and I held onto the whimper that threatened to escape with the groan.

He quickly removed his fingers and he unzipped himself and I realised that he was very aroused as I smelt his precum at about the same time as he shoved his cock in my mouth. He pushed me onto my knees and twisted his hand into my hair and forced me to take his cock all the way to the back of my throat. He wasn't as hard as I expected and I wondered if I hadn't aroused him as much as I thought and I sucked and flicked my tongue over his cock and hoped that I was pleasing him. He yanked me hard onto his cock and I felt him get harder as I moaned with pain as his hand pulled my hair out of my head. I realised then that he really was aroused at causing pain and the pleasure of that made me wetter still. I wondered briefly at what he was going to do next while I tried to work out which bit of what I was doing was working for him. I seemed to care less now about what my pleasure was and wanted to make him want me.

He then pulled me to my feet. I struggled to my feet and choked as he yanked me upwards. I felt his cock get harder then and again I realised his arousal was my pain.

He pulled me over to what I knew was a piece of equipment he forced me into the kneeling position onto it. I heard him walked behind me and i feel his cock head against my arse. Slowly he enter his cock in my ass, i sigh in pain and he grouped my breast with his hands and fucking me, he was slowly and gently moving in and out of me, i asked him, it's prohibited sex from arse, but he was not in mood of listening. Naagraj drove off his cock from my arse and guide me towards bed, he lay me down on bed and start sucking my breast and afterward naagraj lips exploring my lips. Muskaan i like your body, he praises in my ear. Then he went down to my Cunt and start licking my Cunt. Then moved around to my head and pulled my head back and I felt his cock nudging against my mouth, I gratefully opened my mouth and he shoved his way into me. I lurched forward with surprise I acknowledged the control he now had on how deep I could take his cock into my throat. I willingly sucked intensity of the blow job I was giving him. He even released one of my hands and guided it toward his cock so that I could slowly wank him as well as sucking.

Naagraj lay me on bed and spread my legs and positioned his Penis head on my Cunt lips, slowly he enter his Penis in my cunt and start fucking me. I request him to use Condom, i don't want to be pregnant with your child, he didn't care and now forcefully fucking my wet cunt. I came the first time very quickly.

I begged him to fuck me hard as I felt another orgasm building. He slowed down instantly and I regretted my outburst. I groaned with pleasure and willed him to speed up but knew better than to articulate my wishes aloud as it was clear that he was doing things his own way. I concentrated on the feel of his cock inside me and then my breathing became more difficult. I felt all fight totally leave my body. naagraj slammed into me again and again. I choked loudly as another orgasm took over my body as it spasmed and shook, and in same time naagraj burst his sperm inside me and pulled his cock out of my Cunt. He pulled my head on his chest and my body relaxed into him.

I felt elated at the amount of pain I was in and I could tell by his eyes that he was pleased with my endurance. I knew there was more to come but I took the moments to rest as I knew that I would need it as the second part of the night would be more violent than the first.

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james returns ....with a BANG.

The moment she heard the sound of the motorcycle, she knew it was james. Her heart ached when she realised that it had been almost two weeks, since they had met--or rather, fucked. She literally ran to open the door, even before he knocked.

They immediately embraced and started kissing, just like two lovers. James was so surprised by her eagerness, she wasn't even allowing him to close the door. With great difficulty, he somehow locked the door, while sucking on her tongue.

The lovers moved to the living room while still kissing each other, and James's hands were already moving across her body. The younger woman's form was soft and silky, unlike his wife's. James's wife had been surprised to see his renewed horniness returning after years of marriage, but what she didn't know was that he was imagining Shabina, while fucking her.

Finally, they stopped kissing to get some air. Shabina's panties were already drenched, even before they even began.

"Shall we begin?" he asked.

"My neck is kind of bothering me," Shabina  mentioned, holding her neck. "It got sore during the trekking," she explained, although she didn't tell exactly how it got sore.

"I could give you a little neck massage," James suggested.

"That would be nice," she replied. They sat down on the couch, and James began to massage around her neck. Shabina was wearing a low-cut blouse, which James could easily see down, from his vantage point behind her shoulders.

"Oh James, your hands are magic, I feel my neck really loosening up," she moaned.

"That's what my wife says, that my hands loosen her tight spots right up," James replied, and Shabina gave him a sly smile. "You know what though, this blouse is stopping me from getting in there real deep. Here, let's take it off."

Without any resistance, James pulled Shabina's blouse right off her, leaving only a flimsy bra. He continued to rub shabina's shoulders, slowly moving his hands down her back.

"You just wanted to see me in my bra, didn't you?" Shabina teased.

"Maybe..." he said, reaching around and groping her big breasts, as he leaned down and kissed her neck.

"Oh, James..." she moaned, as his hands felt those perfect tits.

Shabina quickly put her bra down, revealing her big tits. James immediately grabbed them without any resistance from Shabina, and he started to suck on her nipple. "Oh, James... yes!" she moaned, as they began to make out again. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her ass, as her hands went behind his head. They broke apart, but lingered for a second.

She turned her back to him, bent at the waist, and started shaking her ass on his crotch. He moved with her as his hands went up and down her back, feeling her soft skin. Eventually, his hands found their way to her ass cheeks, squeezing her fat ass.

"I think we should head back to the bedroom."

"Lead the way," he replied.

Shabina went in first, immediately turned around, and pushed James up against the door. She kissed him and stuck her tongue in his mouth; their tongues played together, as her soft lips were pressed up against his. Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her legs off the ground, and she wrapped them around him. He quickly walked to her bed, where he sat down on the edge. Shabina finally broke the kiss and leaned back. His hands each grabbed a tit, and his mouth started to suck on her nipples. Her nipples got extra hard, as she threw her head back and started to moan.

"Oh god...you're so good at that," Shabina moaned. "You have something I want to suck on." Shabina got off him and went to her knees as he stood up. Shabina pulled his lungi down and he took his shirt off. His big dick popped out in her face, as he was already hard for her. She started to lick his cock, her saliva getting it all wet. She spat on his cock, and then jerked him off with both hands.

She took another lick, then looked him in the eyes, and said, "Mmm... you taste good, too."

"I think you should get that flavour to the back of your throat," James replied, and Shabina giggled. Her beautiful, plump lips then gave the head of his cock a kiss, before they wrapped around his glans. Shabina moved her head down his cock, before pulling back slightly, then moved forward again, going slightly further than before. Her soft lips felt incredible wrapped around his cock. She finally gagged, once about two-thirds of his cock was in her mouth. 

He grabbed the back of her head and forced the rest of his dick down her throat. She gagged a bunch, as her nose got pressed against his abdomen. He finally released her, as Shabina gasped for air.



"Fuck, that was hot," she said. "Do it again."

Shabina took his dick back in her mouth, once again sucking as much as she could into her mouth. James pushed her head down once more. Her tongue licked the lower half of his dick, as she choked on his cock. When James released her this time, James went down and licked his balls, before sticking them both in her mouth and sucking on them. While she sucked on his balls, her hands jerked his dick off. After sucking his balls, Shabina's lips returned to jamesy's cock. This time, as she moved her head lower and lower on his cock, she didn't stop or gag, deepthroating his cock without assistance. Shabina seemed very proud of herself, to have learned how to deepthroat so quickly. James looked down at the beautiful wife sucking and deepthroating his dick, and couldn't help but smile.

Shabina felt his hand dig into her hair and gripped the roots, as he forcefully moved her face up and down his dick.

"C'mon little whore, open up. I know you want this. There you go, god you know how to suck a cock." His grip tightened on Shabina's hair. "Come on, tell me you like it. Tell me you're going to be a good slut for me," he said, as he thrust up into her mouth. "Yeah, there you go, take it deeper."

Tears came to her eyes, as she was running out of breath, trying to pull away to get some air.

"Cry for me, I know you want cock more than air. Tell me." He thrusted deeper once more, before pulling her off himself; watching Shabina as she took a deep breath that hurt her throat.

"I need cock more than air," Shabina confessed, finding her mouth open for him again.

"Yeah, you do," he moaned, as he dragged her back down, pushing himself into her so deeply, that her nose rubbed against his hips. Shabina felt the cock slide down her throat, and he moaned as he could feel her throat tighten.

"Look at you, you're so wet for me," he said, as a finger ran up her slit, no teasing or pleasantries to be found. "It's pathetic; you want me to fuck you. Playing hard to get, so I wouldn't see how much of a slut you are. Opening your legs for anyone brave enough to take you."

"I want to taste that pussy," James finally said to Shabina, and he pushed her onto the bed. She opened her legs, as he got on the bed, and kissed her supple body. James felt her body shiver, as he kissed her panties. She raised her ass just a little, so she could take them off. In fact, her panties were completely soaked from her juices.

James went down and began to lick Shabina's pussy, her sweet flavour invading his mouth, making him hungry for more. He slowly licked her pussy, making sure to find and hit her most sensitive spots. His tongue slipped in between her pussy lips, to explore deeper into her. Shabina loudly moaned, as his tongue took her pussy. Her tight pussy almost seemed to clamp down on his tongue, as he felt her body shake and quiver.

"OH GOD... you're too good at that, I'm... I'm gonna ex-- EXPLODE!" she screamed, as her pussy squirted out all over his face.

"Holy... holy shit!" she exclaimed, trying to catch her breath. "I don't think I've ever squirted before. You're incredible."

"That's because your husband's a loser, who never treated this pussy right," James replied. james started licking Shabina's clit, as his fingers entered her pussy.

Shabina, again, loudly moaned, as he fingered her pussy. "HOLY FUUUUUCK!!!" she screamed out, loud enough to wake her mother-in-law, but due to sleeping medicine, she wouldn't. "Now, I need you to fuck me," she demanded.

James went to his knees, getting still-rock-hard cock into position. He used his dick to slap Shabina's soaking-wet pussy, making a sound as if he was slapping a puddle of water. This snapped Shabina back to reality, as she looked down at his big cock about to penetrate her, biting her lower lip.

"I wanna hear you beg for it," James told her.

"Please James, fuck me with your big ol' cock. I need you inside of me, NOW!" she intensely begged.

He cracked a sinister smile, as he listened to this young '. wife beg for his cock. He finally penetrated her pussy, the head of his penis slipping in between her pussy lips.

Shabina arched her back when James finally fit his entire dick inside her. "Holy shit... you're hitting my womb," Shabina said.

James started to hump her, slowly at first, taking long, slow strokes, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Soon after, he started picking up the pace, until he was fucking Shabina's tight pussy as hard as he could.

He continued to bang Shabina in missionary for some time. He kept switching up the pace to keep Shabina aroused. Their bodies had become all sweaty from the heat of the fuck session. James watched her beautiful tits bounce up and down as he fucked her, now glistening from her sweat. His fingers started to play with her clit, causing Shabina to cum and squirt again.



"Be good for me now and get on all fours."

Like a good little whore, Shabina got on her hands and knees, shaking her butt at him. James got behind her and started to rub, slap and kiss her spectacular ass. He gripped her hair and forced her head up. His other hand gripped her hip and guided her up and down a few times.

He entered into her and quickly buried himself to the hilt, causing her to scream. He was huge, filling up every crevice. Shabina heard him moan from behind her. He gripped her hips with both hands, and moved her up and down his huge cock, causing her to uncontrollably moan. He continued to fuck her from behind, giving her ass a bunch of slaps, making sure her cheeks were nice and red.

"Oh.... FUUUUUCK!" Shabina screamed out. "I don't think my pussy can handle your dick any longer."

"This pussy feels so good," he murmured, as his own wife's had suffered the effects of ageing and two kids, making it loose. "Look at me, look at who owns this pussy," he said, while she looked up and met his eyes, his face stern as he drilled into her. "Tell me I own this pussy."

"You own this pussy, oh my god it's yours," Shabina sputtered out. "You are my first and only owner."

"Tell me you want this cum in your pussy." He laughed as he said this, knowing for the first time, he had cum inside her without giving any hint to her. "Oh yeah, you're going to be filled with my cum and you're going to enjoy it. I'm going to breed you and keep you, so I can cum in you again and again."

When James said that to Shabina, she moaned out, as she weakly struggled, small 'nos' coming from her mouth. The sensation built more at the thought of being his personal-use whore, causing her to get closer and closer. Even though she loved getting fucked by him, she knew that the only way to keep James happy, was by giving her non-consent to be fucked by him.

"You want to cum again, '. bitch?" he asked, his hand going around her throat and squeezing the sides. She struggled against his grasp, as she felt herself get close. She nodded, unable to do anything.

"I'm so close," she whispered, looking up at him through tears in her eyes.

"Come or not, I don't care. You're here for my pleasure. Be a good cum dump for me, and take my load. Be a good whore, and make me feel good."

At this, she exploded; moaning loudly, as she was fucked through her orgasm, shaking around his cock. He soon followed, his loud moans filling the room, as he buried himself as deep as he could, cumming against her cervix. She could feel it splash inside her, as she whimpered.

James stood by the side of the bed, enjoying Shabina's condition. He seemed to derive some sort of a sadistic pleasure from this ordeal. The devilish grin on his face and the growl in his dark eyes, were making it evident. Shabina was sweating and trembling already. He ran his fingers through her hair. She moaned in pleasure. He moved his fingers over her skin. Her body shuddered with every stroke of his hand. It felt like heaven, and she knew that James wasn't done yet.

She felt him move his hand from her face to her cheek, and then to her breast. It stayed there for some time, fondling her breasts; the other one joined, and then he suddenly grabbed her full breasts with both his hands. She jerked and moaned. His grip was firm, and it felt great. She had been craving for a thorough groping for many hours now. Once again, she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted him, inside her. She just couldn't wait anymore...she had to break the silence.

"Please..." she said.

"Please?"

"I want you..." Shabina said, with trembling lips.

"I am right here, little one!" he said, with a wicked smile.

"I want you to..."

"You want me to...what? Tell me."

"I want you to...oh...please..."

"How do you expect to get it, if you can't ask for it?"

"Please..." Shabina said, gathering some courage. "I want you to fuck me!"

"There you are! And why do you want me to fuck you?"

"Because...I want you, I love you."

"Do you really think so?" he asked, with the same wicked smile. "Well no, you don't love me. All I can see in your eyes at the moment is lust. Pure lust!"

Shabina so badly wanted him inside her. Every second that passed was driving her crazier. And he knew it. He was deliberately delaying things. That was his way of torturing her.

He put his finger right in her pussy, which was dripping wet and trembling, so badly wanting him there. She shuddered as he touched her, and her pussy muscles contracted almost spastically. When he withdrew his finger, it was coated with her shameless lust. He moved the finger to her chest and wrote on it, four letters-- S-L-U-T. They glistened brightly.

"Well, here is the answer to my question. You want me to fuck you so badly because you are a slut," he said, pointing to the letters.

Whatever!" Shabina shouted. "How does that matter? Just fuck me, right now, I can't wait anymore."

He suddenly grabbed her face in his hands, and pressed across her cheeks very hard. She winced because it hurt. And then he pressed his right thumb against her lower lip.

"I need to show you your place; you seem to be forgetting that I am the one in control here, and I will use you anyway I wish. Your body is for my pleasure and not yours. I will be the only one giving orders here, so you better think before you speak next time, understand that?"

Shabina nodded, and he let her go. He crawled on top of her, and began touching her again. "So," he said, "you were saying you wanted me to fuck you..." and he started mouthing her body, the skin-to-skin contact with his body added fuel to her fire.

"Yes, please, I want you to fuck me, please, I beg you," Shabina said, with tearful eyes.

She felt his lips and teeth all over her body, mouthing her body, every inch of it, licking her nibbling and biting her. He left a love bite on her neck, it hurt, and she screamed, but perhaps he never heard. He then began nibbling her breasts and biting her nipples. It was painful, as well as pleasurable. She felt him move her thighs apart. Ecstasy! She felt his fingers between her pussy lips. Shabina opened her legs further, in anticipation. She felt his fingers enter her, and rub the insides of her womanhood so sensually. She arched her back. She could feel her lust generate a lot of heat, squeezing his fingers. And suddenly, she felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure all over my body with an orgasm.

"Are you okay?"

She heard him whisper in her ear. "Yes!" Shabina said, with a huge grin on her lips. She was more than just okay, she had just had the most wonderful orgasm of my life.

She felt him get on top of her and she felt his lips on hers, returning the affection. She felt loved. He continued to kiss her for another minute, then raised his head, held her face in his hands, and looked straight into her eyes--there was eye contact. Shabina felt James's confidence, authority, affection and lust; his gaze was so piercing, as it always was--accentuating the pleasure of submission, the pleasure of being owned by this man, the pleasure of being dominated by him, and of being used and abused for his pleasure.

Shabina felt his firm touches all over her, and then she was showered with kisses, licks, and bites. She lay motionless, in total surrender. She let her body react in its own way. He grabbed and squeezed every bit of her flesh, and multiple bite marks were evident on her skin.

Shabina's pussy was dripping wet. She was ready to take his cock, she threw her legs open for him, to welcome him. He grabbed her hips and rammed his cock deep into her. "Oh yes, fuck me hard!" Shabina said.

James continued to fuck Shabina's pleasing, tight cunt; rhythmically increasing the speed and the force, the more turned on he got; Shabina's pussy was filling with juices which James could feel dribbling out between his thighs and her ass.

Shabina's legs opened wider, and she wrapped them around him. Her eyes were closed tightly. Her body jerked and shuddered with every thrust. She had feeble moans making their way out of her lips. Shabina's head was thrown backwards and he had his lips on her neck. She soon felt teeth, and she soon felt them moving lower, and lower. Shabina grabbed his hair in one hand, and was pressing him over herself with the other.

"You have no idea, what a lovely cock you have. It is so long, so thick, and so hard...! Can you feel my pussy around your giant cock...? If I had known about your cock earlier, I would have given this pussy to you much earlier...! You are a real man! So much stamina. I love it."

Hearing all of these words from Shabina's mouth was music to James's ears. James was not too gentle with her. He greedily sucked at the nipples and pinched them hard. He brought his face towards the side of her neck, and sucked at it. He held her greedily and mauled her breasts. He was deep inside her and started moving in and out of the well-lubricated pussy. He was really enjoying and experiencing the tightest and warmest pussy he had had in years. Shabina, too, was enjoying the position she was in, and the deep penetration. James was getting the utmost pleasure, as he saw this young girl giving everything for his cock.

Shabina decided that she wanted to ride James now. She pushed him off, and sat on top of him in a riding position! In the night, her body glowed with a soft glow. She was absolutely stunning! Her long black hair cascaded down and created waves, as she moved her head. She knelt forward bringing her breasts to his lips. He immediately started sucking them. Finally, she moved up and guided his penis between her legs. He felt her warm pussy and groaned. She rubbed his cock between her pussy lips moving it up and down. She uttered soft moans while doing this. Finally, with her knees to either side, she sat down on his cock and started pumping. James slipped his hands around her back and started massaging her ass, as he enjoyed the slapping of her boobs against his face. Shabina put both her hands on his chest and started grinding her ass back and forth, as she took control of the fucking. She shifted her torso straight and her tits swayed slightly, as she put both hands on his chest for support and slowly started fucking him.

"Mmmmmm..." Shabina said between thrusts, as she rode James.

After a couple of minutes, Shabina started going in an up-and-down motion, her ass bouncing on his thighs, their skin slapping as she started riding him at a harder pace. Her tits started gently thumping into him with every stroke. He poked his tongue out and licked her nipples a couple of times when they hung close enough. Shabina squeezed her own tits and then made them slap against his cheeks even more. She bounced up and down on his cock for the next several minutes. His hands stayed firmly on her ass, squeezing and spanking it. They were both grunting and moaning throughout, in the most obscene ways imaginable. He put his hands on her naked waist and then slowly his fingers converged on her ass crack, which he started poking and caressing..

[Michael1]

My name is Ruqiya Mehvish, I am a indian girl but have spent most of my life in the USA. These days I am studying Medicine in London. This is the first of my many sexual experiences.

My family is from india but we are fairly modernized. From my teens I was allowed to dress in shorts and dresses, on the beach and pool I would wear proper swimwear and my parents had no problem with this unlike many traditional '. indian parents. I have two younger brother one elder sister than me. This was my first year in the UK, I was 22 at that time. We had a winter break after a very hectic semester, to add to that the weather was gloomy and I didn't want to go back to the US as it was the same there. Even though I was missing my family I had decided to enjoy and take a break.

I asked my parents if I could go to Thailand for a vacation with friends. They were a bit apprehensive but after my insistence they agreed. I had planned this trip with my best friend Ayfa, she was from Iran. We met at the university and immediately liked each other. I had actually lied to my parents and the trip was with just Ayfa alone. A week later Ayfa and I boarded our flight to Bangkok and took an immediate connecting flight to a remote Island called Koh Phangan.

We wanted to relax and enjoy ourselves so we decided to get a beach hut on the island. We didn't plan much afterwards and decided that we'd see what happened after a couple of days. The island was very beautiful, we checked into a beach hut which had a queen size bed. We were Okay with sharing the bed as we were close friends. Since the flight was long, we reached our destination late at night and went to bed immediately.

In the morning I woke up earlier than Ayfa and was amazed to see her sleeping with me only wearing a lace panty and nothing else. I tried not to but could see her amazing body and nice breasts which were a tad bit smaller than mine. Like me she had no hair on her body and her pink nipples were fully erect. I went to the restroom and came back to see that Ayfa was up. We dressed and came out of the hut and saw one of the most beautiful scenes ever, white sandy beach clear turquoise water warm rays of the sun.

We couldn't wait to hit the beach, we quickly went to the restaurant nearby and had breakfast and came back to the room. We wore our bikini and came out running and jumped in the sea. The water was so warm and relaxing, we swam in the sea for some time letting our stress melt away. After enjoying the warm water we came out and lounged on the sun beds. We ordered some beer and cocktails. As the day passed we started getting high and cheery. There were not many people on the beach but I could see a couple few feet away. The woman was topless and the man was wearing shorts. They were lying on their backs enjoying the warm sun.

Ayfa also looked at them and decided she wants to go topless as well, even though I tried to convince her not to she removed her top and laid down on the sun bed on her back. Her glistening breasts with nipples pointing towards the sky. She dozed off while I was enjoying the scenery, my eyes then led me to the man and his wife a few feet away from us, I could see that he had now had his eyes fixed on Ayfa's bare breasts. He and his wife looked like in mid thirties, He was enjoying the firmness and tenderness of Ayfa's young body. What shocked me the most was that he had removed his shorts and had an erection which he was stroking. He was unaware that I could see him as I was wearing dark sun glasses, he was upping his pace and suddenly shot a load which landed a few feet away from us.

I was feeling something between my legs and was turned on. After some thinking I got up casually and removed my top while facing the man, I was avoiding any sort of eye contact with him, once I removed the top I took some sun block and applied generous amount to my breasts, I could feel he was watching all the show. I then laid down on the sunbed on by back and closed my eyes. This new found freedom was sending tingles down my legs and I could feel the man's gaze on me. In a few minutes Ayfer was up and was pleasantly surprised to see me topless. We started talking about random stuff and made plans for the evening.

We were fully indulged in our evening plans when we were interrupted by a masseur who asked us if we wanted a massage. I was topless in front of an unknown man and was panicking mentally and before I could say anything Ayfa said yes and asked him if he had another friend. He said that he has a friend who can come immediately. He made the call on his cell and immediately we saw a good looking negro girl coming our way. By the time they started we had a few more cocktails and were very relaxed. They inclined our sun beds and we were now lying flat on our stomachs on the sun beds. Our massage was about to start but the biggest shock for me was when Ayfa insisted that she wants to be massaged by the girl. I had never let a man touch my '. body but here I was in a spot of bother and reluctantly accepted. To relax us the girl gave us a tree bark to chew which we did and felt very light headed.

My whole body was relaxed and we were ready for the massage. The man and woman first removed their clothes and quickly applied oil to their bodies, they were only wearing loose shorts, the girl was now topless. After thoroughly applying oil to their bodies, our massage started. We were lying face down on the bed and they were gently working on our neck and back. It felt so good and the pressure applied to my body was just perfect. After spending generous time on our backs, they started massaging our feet moving to our calves and back of our thighs. It was feeling so good. I was really enjoying this moment when I heard the girl asking Ayfa if she can remove her bikini bottom?

Ayfa was so immersed in the experience that without hesitation, she said yes, the afro guy took it as a 'yes' from me and untied by side tie bottom. He then moved his hand underneath my belly and raised by body to remove the bottom. After doing so they started working on our ass applying generous amount of oil. The negro man was also rubbing my asshole, he was probing every part of my '. body which no other man had seen yet. While doing this he parted my legs and was now rubbing my pussy lips with his finger probing my clit. I was unable to move, a wave of pleasure was passing my body and my brain was shocked on what was happening. My eyes went to the husband and wife nearby, they had moved a little closer to us, both were naked and the wife had the man's cock in her mount and she was sucking it expertly. My gaze then went towards Ayfa, she was in a similar situation with her legs parted and the Thai girl rubbing her asshole and pussy.

Right at that moment the afro girl removed her shorts and she had cock which was fully erect. I couldn't believe my eyes, I was brought back to reality when the afro man massaging me moved towards the afro girl, He too had removed his shorts and was supporting an erection it was not huge but was quite thick. They quickly oiled each others body, all the while we didn't move, Ayfa was facing the other side and had no eye contact with me, the husband and wife were in 69 position watching our every move. I was again brought back to reality when I felt the Thai man climb on the sun bed, with his well lubricated body he laid down on top of me and started rubbing his body against mine all the while not putting too much weight on me.

This was driving me crazy, I was wet as a sea while his erection poking and rubbing against my ass, Ayfa was getting the same treatment, the husband and wife had now moved in a doggy style fucking position and the husband was rubbing his cock again the well lubed pussy of his wife. He then entered her and slowly fucked her, right at that moment, the Thai man moved me on all fours, he got behind me and started rubbing his cock on my Pakistani virgin pussy. He was lubricating his cock with my juices, he then slowly entered me, I let out a moan but he continued and with a hard thrust broke my hymen and was fully in me.

There I was a virgin indian girl being fucked by a African man out of wedlock, he was taking my body and I didn't want to stop him, I wanted him to continue and take me fully. He started pumping me after letting me adjust to his girth, the pain was subsiding and I was enjoying this meanwhile, I heard Ayfa moan, I looked at her and saw the  girlie boy entering her asshole from behind. The girl then started pumping her cock and Ayfa's body started meeting her thrusts.

I was really enjoying the fucking and an orgasm was building inside me, the afro man then moved his hand from my side and started rubbing my clit all the while fucking me, his thrust becoming harder and faster same as the husband who was now balls deep in his wife. His cock was much longer than the negro man, at least double in size. This new clit massage and fucking was sending me over the moon, I was moaning in delight when suddenly with one hard and forceful thrust the Thai man emptied his load in me, my orgasm hit me at the same time my body shuddering and moans of pleasure coming from me. My screams were joined by Ayfa's as her orgasm hit her. I collapsed on the bed letting a mix of my juices, sperms and blood out from my inside.

After a few moments of recovering, I saw the husband and wife naked smiling at us, Ayfa and I were fully spent. The Thai couple then told us to lie straight and massaged our breasts and legs. In about 30 minutes we were done we paid them and they left with a smirk on their faces.

After a couple of hours our bodies came back to senses, we went to the sea and washed ourselves joined on a distance by the husband and wife. We actually didn't mind what had happened today, secretly I always wanted to take this first step as I was always interested in having sex soon but didn't find a guy to give my virginity too. It was strange that this was taken from me by an unknown older Thai man.

That night we had a great dinner and got really drunk. We got to our hut and Ayfa started removing her clothes and got naked. I followed her lead. We slept naked and at around midnight, I felt Ayfa's hand on my breasts and she leaned over and kissed me. Then she started exploring my mouth with her tongue slowly and intimately getting on top of me, she then moved her head down and started sucking my nipples, and gradually moved down and started licking my pussy.

I was wet as Niagara Falls at that moment. Ayfa then turned us into a 69 position and I started returning the favor. Her pussy juices tasted amazing and my tongue was copying the movement of what she was doing to me. She was leaking her honey like juices in same quantity as me and I had trouble lapping it all up. She then took out what seemed to be like a two headed dildo and inserted one side in me, My well lubricated pussy immediately accepted hald of the dildo and Ayfa started slow fucking me building my orgasm, she then positioned herself parallel to me and inserted the other end inside herself. We started moving our bodies back and forth, fucking each other and climaxed 3 to 4 times that night.

We then slept in that embrace and woke up late afternoon the next day. Ayfa also gave me a morning after pill to avoid pregnancy...

[Michael1]

Shabina, a Indian '. woman cheats on hubby and seduces the servant.


For some wives whose husbands abandon them for long periods, loneliness is a big problem. But there are quite a few of them who know how to make this period merrymaking. And shabina, a mother of two, is one of those fortunate women who has discovered the ways to live a life full of fun. Let's read how all this started working for her.

At the age of 37 shabina was married for almost 18 years. shabina's husband Anwar ran his own business and was so busy making money and touring different countries and cities that he usually abandoned shabina for weeks. her two children, a daughter of 3 year old with her, and a son of 13 had studying out of city in a boarding college and normally visited home once in a month. There was none to accompany her but a few servants, maids and her daughter. Initially she was dismayed, but after several years down the road she had accustomed herself to cope with the life of solitude.

But still, there was something missing. Sex! A woman needs sex and shabina was no exception. Having sex with her husband only after a month or two was not quite enough. She wanted more. And she soon made way for it. What did this small army of servants at home worth if none of them could satiate her deep and insatiate sexual desires? And the answer is that there was indeed someone with whom she could (actually she did) have established intimate relationships.

Starving of sexual pleasures, shabina always felt stimulated in the presence of shabaz, a strong muscular guy who worked as a home servant for her. He was around 20 but looked older than his age because of his posture. He was big; just over 6 feet tall and having a very dusky skin. Shabaz was serving shabina and her family since when he was a 12 and has grown up as an adult there.

And he was just the right person for shabina keep him with her for all of her sex needs. While other servants and maids went to their homes in the evening or night, shabaz was a permanent resident servant there. Besides, he was younger of all the servants and could easily be kept quiet about their relationship. It didn't take shabaz very long to molest and seduce him into fucking her and exciting her lonely nights.

So, on one such night when rest of the servants had left and shabina and shabaz were the only ones at home, she called into him to do some body massaging on her. shabaz was a bit amazed as he was never asked to do so before. And to add to his astonishment, shabina was half lying on the bed wearing a see-through silk nightie and shabaz could easily tell the colors of her bra and panty.

"Come near" shabina smiled and shabaz walked closer to the footboard of her bed.

"I'm a bit tired tonight and need your help to get over my tiredness. Would please massage my legs?" shabina asked in a tempting maner.

"Uh, ummm....yeah, sure" shabaz nodded eagerly.

"Good" said shabina.

"But I can see you're not feeling comfortable. May be you don't like my dress tonight" she seductively eyed shabaz.

"Oh, no no, not at all ma'am" shabaz hurriedly showed his keenness as he didn't want to let this opportunity go. "What do I have to do ma'am"?

"What you've never done before tonight" shabina said more in a whisper and eyed him cautiously.

shabaz could sense what was coming and this realization aroused him fully. She had never touched a female before, let alone making love to one. shabina could see the tightness inside his shalwar (trouser) and could easily suppose that he had got a dick of atleast 8 inches in length. This was enough as his husband's wasn't more than 5' in size. She lifted her left leg and asked shabaz to hold it.

"Okay, let's start. Use your both hands to rub them" she pointed to her legs smilingly and shabaz was quick to follow her.

As soon as he grabbed her legs, their bodies quivered and their hearts started pulsating rapidly. shabaz clenched her legs tightly and started moving his hands on them. His strong and callous hands were caressing and rubbing her legs very fast and his heartbeat was at maximum.

"Doing good...I like it" shabina was enjoying.
shabaz's hands were everywhere on her legs, from the soles of her feet up to her knees and his breathing was heavy.

shabina suddenly took off her nightie and now she was lying only in a set of white bra and panty. shabaz's heart pounded and his emotions fired up. His fingers stabbed into soft fesh of shabina's legs. He wanted desperately to look at this beautiful sight but he couldn't.    

shabina was aware of his feelings and was enjoying his racing heartbeats.

"Don't you wanna touch me there?" shabina teased him as she pointed him to rub her thighs.

shabaz grabbed her thighs as if to tear them up and keep them with him. He knew his ma'am wanted him badly and he couldn't wait for this either. Caressing her thighs he moved his fingers deliberately between them and gently touched shabina's pussy. This move of him was a pleasant surprise for shabina. Her man was now ready for what she'd dreamed of a hundred times while sleeping alone and missing out sexual satisfaction from her husband. Having not been objected, shabaz touched her pussy again, then again.

"Oooh God, I love it, janu (sweetheart)" shabina cried out with joy.

shabaz started rubbing his thick black fingers against her pussy from outside of panty.

"Come closer to me, janu" shabina said and grabbed his arm to pull him near to her.

shabaz now moved right in front of her bra covered tits but his fingers were still on shabina's pussy. Shabina again shocked him by grasping his dick. She wanted to know exactly how big it could be, and as soon as she held it she knew it was much bigger than she could think of. She started jerking it fast. shabaz took his kameez (shirt) off and grabbed shabina's breasts. Shabina unclasped her bra and her 36D boobs loosen. shabaz watched this with mouth watering scene. shabina's fairly light colored big boobs were now naked right in front of his eyes and her pinkish nipples were stiffened.

"Take off my panty" shabina commanded shabaz who had started doing that already. Then he got rid of his shalwar as well. Now they both were naked. Shabina couldn't believe her eyes on seeing the long, thick black dick of shabaz. It was bigger than any of her wildest fantasies. And almost double in size from her husband's. Without wasting a second shabina took hold of it. It was hot and stiff like a rod. shabaz was busy playing with shabina's lovely boobs now, cupping them in his strong black hands. He gently kissed them. Shabina held his head with one hand and pushed it on her boobs. Then she took her right boob in her other hand and stuck her swollen pink nipple into shabaz's mouth. Shabaz was quick to react as if he was thirsty for centuries and started sucking on her juicy nipple.

"Oooohhh gosh....." shabina was mumbling.

shabaz lo
bit her nipple, and he sucked on it. He took over the control as he got on top of shabina's stripped body. Ignoring Farah's help to give her nipples into his mouth, he was on his own now, sucking both of her boobs one after the other and biting on her nipples. Shabina's eyes were closed and her arms were around shabaz's back. She was rubbing his back with her hands.

"Mmmmm.....janu, suck me like a hungry baby" shabina was pushing him.

Minutes passed, and shabaz kept sucking on her nipples. They tasted to him as if there was fresh sweet mil was squirting out of them. He never stopped even for a second.

"You're doing great, baby. But now I want to taste your weenie" Shabina demanded softly.

"Uh, I thought you won't like doing it, ma'am" shabaz was pleasantly surprised.

"I'm gonna love I baby, and so are you" shabina winked at him.

shabaz rolled off her and shabina perched his back on the headboard. He was now half lying with his 10' long dick standing tall and erected. It was so big that shabaz had to use both hands to grab it fully. She started by pressing it between her tits before setting off to give him a good head. Then she softly kissed the tip of his giant cock and licked the salty pre cum off it. shabaz's body shook with excitement as shabina started taking his dick into her mouth inch by inch. The blowjob got under way. She gently pulled the skin of shabaz's balls while taking his huge sock throat deep into her mouth and still it wasn't more than half into her oral cavity. She was moving his dick in and out of her mouth rapidly. While sucking on his dick hungrily she also sucked his balls every now and then. It took no more than a couple of minutes before shabaz muttered:

"Oh, (ma'am) am gonna cum".

"Wow" exclaimed shabina "Please do, I can't wait to taste your cum".

And with that, she found his dick's veins tightening up further and her oral cavity filled with hot, salty and thick liquid. shabaz had cum into her mouth. She didn't stop and started gulping his cum down her throat. When she was finished, she left his wet cock and smiled at him. He was smiling too. The white liquid was flowing down her chin.

"Hope you liked it" shabina joyfully said.

"Yes, ma'am" Shabaz replied "now may I eat your pussy"?

"I'm all yours" shabina winked, and lied on bed with her legs spread enough to accommodate shabaz between them.

shabaz moved between her wide spread legs and lifted Shabina's legs in his arms. Then he started off by kissing her feet and licking her soles and toes up through her beautiful bare legs and then to her highs. When he was done licking her thighs, he placed his finger on her pussy lips and licked the wetness off them. Then he slowly pushed his two fingers into her vagina and after moving them in and out he pulled them out to lick some more oh her juices. It tasted so good that he didn't waste a moment further and bent on his knees to bring his mouth closer to shabina's pussy. He grabbed her from her belly by resting his arms under her thighs. Then he greedily stuck his mouth to Shabina's sweet pink pussy lips and started sucking them to quench his thirst for her salty pussy juices.
                         
"Oooohhh God" shabina was moaning "yessss, eat me baby, eat my pussy.....suck me harder".

shabaz had her vulva into his mouth and biting and sucking it madly as he'd have torn her clit with his teeth if he could. Only moments passed and shabaz hit orgasm. Her body shivered and her muscles first tightened, then relaxed as her cum juices started gushing out of her pussy and flowing straight down into shabaz's thirsty throat.

"Aaaahh, baby......yeaahh, suck me.....oooh, yeahh" shabina was mumbling and moaning.

shabaz was slurping her pussy juices and he didn't stop until he lapped up all of it.

"Its yummy" shabaz was looking delighted.

"Thanks honey, now I need you in me badly. I can bet you're gonna me fuck hard. I must confess I've never seen a dick bigger than yours" shabina was eager to feel his strong dick inside her.

"Uh, um...may I ask how long sahib ji's (master) is" shabaz asked reluctantly.

Shabina laughed at this. Then said "Really, his isn't more than half of yours" saying that, she gave him a seductive look.

Shabaz face beamed to hear this praise of his dick from shabina.

"Have you ever had sex before?" shabina asked him.

"No, ma'am. Its my first time" shabaz replied.

"You know I feel very proud of having your long virgin dick inside me for the first time" shabina cheerfully confessed.

Then she said "Okay, now give me a good fuck with this monster".

Shabaz placed his still erect and firm dick on shabina's pussy lips and pushed it slightly into her soaked cunt. Just a few inches inside and shabina screamed:

"Oh God.....its soooo big. Please, insert it slowly".

Shabaz continued pushing his massive shaft into her pussy. He lifted her legs high in his arms to hurl his dick flly and deeply inside her. shabina felt a sharp pulse of pain as shabaz thrusted his big black dick fully inside shabina's tight pink pussy. Her body flinched as if someone had inserted a searing rod into her vagina. Her mind went blank for a second as she tried to suppress her scream.

"I'm gonna die...its too big for me" she cried and a drop of tear rolled down her cheek.

She was used to a mere 5' long dick of her husband, and that too not often. Seeing her in pain, shabaz trid to pull out his cock.

"No, please.....don't pull out. It'll hurt again" she pleaded.

Shabaz poked the remaining of his cock back into her pussy. Now the full 10' of it were inside shabina. Shabaz started moving it out and back in, this time carefully. The pleasure of being fucked with a big and powerful dick has taken over the initial sharp pain and Shabaz was now enjoying it. She wrapped her legs around shabaz's wide waist and the weight of her legs combined with huge bulk of shabaz's body was causing his dick go deeper and deeper with every thrust from him. His big black dick was now fully buried inside shabaz's soft and tight pussy. The realization of the fact that he was now fully inside his gorgeous ma'am was making him feel like in heavens. He was gaining momentum with every push inside shabina.

"Yeahhh, baby....c'mon fuck harder. Fuck me like a whore" shabina was moaning and shouting loudly.

Shabaz's powerful strokes were now at full throttle. His body was ramming against shabina's with full strength. The sound his dick was creating due to the wetness inside shabina's pussy was driving him fuck more forcefully.

"Aaahh....goshhh, ooohh" shabaz was exclaiming with the climax reaching soon.

In a matter of no more than two minutes, shabina reached orgasm.

"Oooohh God, am coming...fuck fast honey...aaaaahhh" moaning, she twined her arms tightly on shabaz's back and her body trembled as she came.

Shabaz was also about to come as he sped up his movement and then with the final and the most powerful of the strokes of his dick, he buried it as deeply inside her as it could and exploded inside her with a grunt. Shabina could feel the hot and huge cum load of shabaz wetting her womb. His semen were soaking her vagina from deep inside. Shabaz lied on top of shabina breathing heavily. She was gasping too. shabina had never felt so much of cum load inside her when she had sex with her husband. It was now like a bathtub of cum was filled into her. Shabaz hadn't pulled his enormous dick out.

"It's the best sex I've ever had and I can't ask for more" Shabaz moved her fingers across shabaz's short rigid hair as she paid tribute to his tremendous fucking power.

"Was it really your first time, sweetheart? You were too good to believe that you've never had sex before" shabina asked him.

"Yes, (ma'am)....but I knew how to do it. I've watched a few porn movies" Shabaz responded.

"We'll carry on having sex every night if you can keep it secret" shabina wanted assurance from him that he won't share this dark secret with anyone.

"Never ever, ma'am....I want to make love to you every night, rather every second. I'm not gonna speak it out to anyone" shabaz firmly assured him and this gave shabina a lot of satisfaction.

"May I ask you something, ma'am?" shabaz reluctantly asked shabina.

"Oh sure, anything" shabina smiled.

"Umm, I've heard that making love makes women pregnant. What if you conceive my baby?" He inquired shyly.

"Hahahaha" shabina laughed and shabaz seemed embarrassed as if he had asked something really stupid.

"Sorry, ma'am...I was just curious, I didn't know about it" He told timidly.

"Oh baby, don't be so embarrassed. You've heard right. Making love can impregnate a woman, but I'm sure not me as I'm 37 now and in this age women don't usually get pregnant" shabina added to his knowledge.

"But I don't care even if I get pregnant and conceive your baby" shabina winked at him mischievously.

"Oh really? Oh God, I'll try my best to impregnate you with my seed, ma'am" shabaz eagerly expressed his childish wish.

"Hahaha, you naughty baby. You'll have to work very hard for that" shabina laughed.

"I surely will" shabaz looked determined.

And with that, shabina felt movement inside her pussy. shabaz had kept his dick inside her and had got erection again. He was now ready for another round of fuck.

"You wanna more of it?" Shabina was delightful as her husband had never done it more than once at a time.

"Yes, am ready" saying that, shabaz started moving his dick in and out.

"Great....just keep going" shabaz mumbled.

shabaz was on top of her again between her legs and was fucking at a good pace. Though it hadn't more than 5 minutes since she last discharged, she was feeling like she didn't have orgasm for ages. She needed it badly, again. shabaz's strokes were as powerful as they were a few minutes back. His semen and her cum juices already inside her vagina were making a gurgling sound from the movement of his dick. Shabaz started sucking Shabina's lips into his mouth and then his tongue moved down to her neck to lick it well as he kept fucking her harder and faster. While grabbing her boobs with his large black hands, he started sucking on her nipples too.

"Ooooohhhh, shabaz, janu....You're too much, aaahh" shabina was in moaning in a state of ecstasy.

It took both of them longer to reach orgasm. Then shabina was again the first one to shout:

"Oh gosh, am coming.....yeahh baby."

Shabaz applied more force as shabina's pussy lips shrank and her vaginal walls narrowed on shabaz's cock. She came again.

Shabaz was still moving faster and there were no signs of him coming. shabina wondered if he would ever discharge. And it was at that moment when shabaz enwrap shabina tightly in his strong muscular arms and came with a burst. He shot all of his thick and hot cm load inside her. Then, as if like free-falling off the edge of the world, he lied on shabina in her arms.

shabina was feeling relaxed now. She just has had the best orgasm of her life. shabaz rolled off her this time and as shabaz leaned back, she was amazed to notice the countless big blobs of thick and viscous fluid that had soaked almost 1/4th of the bed sheet. Further, she noticed her swollen pussy and reddish clit and the thick warm cum gushing out of it. Her small vagina could absorb only a part of it, and the rest was flowing out after filling her womb. She wondered how many babies of shabaz she would conceive after this fuck if she really got pregnant.

They both made love again and again that night, and in the end they themselves lost the count. Then, tired like a racehorse, they both slept in each other's arms.

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