04-02-2023, 02:15 AM
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.
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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