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My Negro Saiyan 

Friends, today I am going to tell my story to all of you. Hope you all like it. Please forgive me if there is any mistake.

I am ruqiya mehvish aka rook (the name given by my boyfriend) from Bangalore, Karnataka's informationu technology hub. I am 25 years old and my figure size is 36-28-38. My complexion is fair like milk. For this beauty of mine, I could not find any boyfriend till now. My father had a business here, so when I was young, H S R layout had come to live in Bangalore from manipal. I have mother, father and a 2 younger brother and eder sister in my house. Father's business used to run well, so since childhood we did not lack anything.

This thing is 3 years old from today. After taking NEET'S EXAM I joined a Ukrainian hospital for asisst to my senior doctor, which was course of three years.

This course was running in our hospital for many years, but from the year of the commencement of my batch, a new building was arranged for our course alone.

Hostels for boys and girls doctors were also made new… which were much bigger and had more rooms than the number of students.

From next year the management of the hospital wanted to increase the batch of this course, probably that's why all these facilities were being provided. Our batch was lucky that we got a new hospital building and a new hostel.

Most of the students in this course were local or nearby residents, so very few boys and girls lived in the hostel. I was also out siter, so I also stay in the hostel. The hospital  was 6 kilometers away from my hospital, so I used to come and go in my hospital transport.

Three negro youths also took admission in the hospital with us. Two negro boys were from the same country, so they always lived together. While the third boy, whose name was Nicolas… he was from a different country. Those two negroes did not keep him with them. All three of them lived in the Negro Hostel. all three of them doctor also. No one else was living in the hostel except him. There were many foreign students in our hospital.

When the study of this course started, groups of 3-3 students were formed for practical. I and another girl had asisst to Nicholas. That girl used to come to college less, so most of the asisst were done by me for Nicholas. In the beginning I used to talk less to him. She didn't talk excessively... because I was scared of her. He looked very black and ugly. He had big eyes, looked like a bull of full 6 feet length and strong athletic body. While he was a year younger than me in age. He knew and spoke good English and was also good in studies. He used to do all the tests etc. in practicals, so I did not have much tension.

After 4 months of the course, I never saw a smile on his face. Slowly I started talking to him openly. But he never used to reply with a smile. He was always seen in a sad face.

I felt sorry for him and one day I asked in practical - why are you always sad?
He blew the matter by saying 'nothing'.
Then after asking 2-3 times he told that he is all alone here and has no friend or companion, no one even talks to him properly.

I felt very sorry to hear about him. I told him that he should never consider himself alone. Call me when needed and consider me as your friend.
He was pleased to hear this. I also gave him my mobile number.

Now we started talking about hi hello good morning and studies on WhatsApp. At the time of mid-term exams, we used to talk a lot about studies. He helped me a lot, due to which I got a very good percentage. I was very attached to him now. he started appreciating help me in the exam. I wanted to repay his favor.
Slowly, we started joking too. He had told his people in his country that I became his good friend in India, that brought a smile on his face and now he could do his studies well.
He used to jokingly call me indian beauty during chat. I used to call him Nick.
One day it was his birthday. I thought of giving him a surprise. After the college was over at five o'clock, he went to the hostel from the hospital. After a while I followed him to his room around half past five. The rest of the two negro boys mostly used to stay outside in their room with other boys of their country and used to come late night to the hostel. Sometimes he did not come at all, whereas he used to sleep in the room of his friends.
Because of this Nicholas used to stay alone in the room.
t was probably the same situation that day as well. I knocked on the door of Nicholas' room, so he opened it. For the purpose of giving her a surprise, I entered her room saying Happy Birthday to her.
He was very surprised at this of mine. He would not have even thought that I can come to his room.
 At that time he was wearing only half pants. He quickly put on his T-shirt. I started laughing seeing this. I gave him a gift.

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He told me thank you… Then after a few moments I left from there.

At night he told in the chat that he was very happy that someone had wished him a birthday. He thanked me many times and praised me a lot.

Then again after 3-4 days after leaving hospital i reached his room.

I saw that his room was not clean and all the things were scattered. So I scolded her and started cleaning the room. He also started working with me and together we cleaned the entire room.
I refused him and said - this is all ladies' work, you boys cannot do it properly.

Then we sat and talked about studies and other things… and after that I returned home.

Now I often used to visit her room and sometimes help her clean the room. Sometimes I used to take breakfast snacks etc. for him, sometimes he used to bring it for me too.

Gradually, it has become such a condition that if I don't go to his room for a day or two, he would become sad and say on the phone that he is missing me a lot.
We could not even meet anywhere other than the hospital and its room.

Now I was beginning to suspect that something else was going on in his mind because when I used to go to his room, he would not wear a T-shirt, he would only be in half pants. I would also get impressed by seeing his strong black body.

One day I was sweeping his room, then he was peeping into my deep neck T-shirt with longing eyes sitting on his bed. I noticed that seeing this way, a tent had formed in his half pants. He could not say anything for fear of losing my friendship.
Something happened to me too, but I left from his room.

Two or three days later, I saw a blue film in my friend's mobile, in which a negro man was fucking an Indian porn actress. That actress was sucking the pestle-like long and black cock of that negro with great fervor and then that negro was fucking her with pleasure.

Seeing this, I started thinking about myself and Nicholas. My friend told me that Negroes have big cocks...and they can fuck for a long time.

After this, I kept thinking about myself and Nick at night, how big his dick would be. Will my pussy be able to handle his cock? I could see the lust for me in his eyes.
Till now I was considering him as a good friend and helper, but now my feelings for him were changing in my mind.

One night I dreamed that I was completely naked in Nick's room and I was sucking his huge cock. Then he put his cock in my pussy and started fucking me.

From the next day I started thinking about that dream only. I thought that if he takes any initiative, then it will be fun. Anyway, i was going to stay here in Ukraine only for one and a half years and could not even tell anything to anyone. Due to this secrecy, there was very little chance of my name being tarnished in the society. A beautiful girl like me can get turned on by a black guy. No one would even think like this.

Now I decided to have some fun. He also used to talk to me mostly indirectly about romance and love till late in the night. Now these things also started taking place in his talk that what kind of boyfriend do I like etc.

I would also point out to him indirectly, so that he would take the initiative to do something. I told him that I like the goodness and affinity of a man more than caste or colour. In this way both the laddoos of sex were bursting.

Once till late night both of us kept talking in chat. He was mostly talking about love romance, that he is having an affair in hospital or somewhere, what does Falana talk with which girl. I was also talking to him taking pleasure in these things and was trying to make him open as much as possible.

Then i said good night to me. But after five minutes his message came, in which he clearly said I love you.
I did not give any reply to him.

On the second day in practicals, both of us were not able to see each other. I kept avoiding his eyes and he kept trying to see me stealthily. Was waiting for my answer in his eyes. I also decided to torture him. Did not reply to any of his messages for two days.

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I reached his room.

I saw that his room was not clean and all the things were scattered. So I scolded her and started cleaning the room. He also started working with me and together we cleaned the entire room.
I refused him and said - this is all ladies' work, you boys cannot do it properly.

Then we sat and talked about studies and other things… and after that I returned home.

Now I often used to visit her room and sometimes help her clean the room. Sometimes I used to take breakfast snacks etc. for him, sometimes he used to bring it for me too.

Gradually, it has become such a condition that if I don't go to his room for a day or two, he would become sad and say on the phone that he is missing me a lot.
We could not even meet anywhere other than the college and its room.

Now I was beginning to suspect that something else was going on in his mind because when I used to go to his room, he would not wear a T-shirt, he would only be in half pants. I would also get impressed by seeing his strong black body.

One day I was sweeping his room, then he was peeping into my deep neck T-shirt with longing eyes sitting on his bed. I noticed that seeing this way, a tent had formed in his half pants. He could not say anything for fear of losing my friendship.
Something happened to me too, but I left her room.

Two or three days later, I saw a blue film in my friend's mobile, in which a negro man was fucking an Indian porn actress. That actress was sucking the pestle-like long and black cock of that negro with great fervor and then that negro was fucking her with pleasure.

Seeing this, I started thinking about myself and Nicholas. My friend told me that Negroes have big cocks...and they can fuck for a long time.

After this, I kept thinking about myself and Nick at night, how big his dick would be. Will my pussy be able to handle his cock? I could see the lust for me in his eyes.
Till now I was considering him as a good friend and helper, but now my feelings for him were changing in my mind.

One night I dreamed that I was completely naked in Nick's room and I was sucking his huge cock. Then he put his cock in my pussy and started fucking me.

From the next day I started thinking about that dream only. I thought that if he takes any initiative, then it will be fun. Anyway, i was going to stay here in Ukraine only for one and a half years and could not even tell anything to anyone. Due to this secrecy, there was very little chance of my name being tarnished in the society. A beautiful girl like me can get turned on by a black guy. No one would even think like this.

Now I decided to have some fun. He also used to talk to me mostly indirectly about romance and love till late in the night. Now these things also started taking place in her talk that what kind of boyfriend do I like etc.

I would also point out to him indirectly, so that he would take the initiative to do something. I told him that I like the goodness and affinity of a man more than caste or colour. In this way both the laddoos of sex were bursting.

Once till late night both of us kept talking in chat. He was mostly talking about love romance, that he is having an affair in college, what does Falana talk with which girl. I was also talking to him taking pleasure in these things and was trying to make him open as much as possible.

Then he said good night to me. But after five minutes his message came, in which he clearly said I love you.
I did not give any reply to him.

On the second day in practicals, both of us were not able to see each other. I kept avoiding his eyes and he kept trying to see me stealthily. Was waiting for my answer in his eyes. I also decided to torture him. Did not reply to any of his messages for two days.

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I reached his room.

I saw that his room was not clean and all the things were scattered. So I scolded her and started cleaning the room. He also started working with me and together we cleaned the entire room.
I refused him and said - this is all ladies' work, you boys cannot do it properly.

Then we sat and talked about studies and other things… and after that I returned home.

Now I often used to visit her room and sometimes help her clean the room. Sometimes I used to take breakfast snacks etc. for him, sometimes he used to bring it for me too.

Gradually, it has become such a condition that if I don't go to his room for a day or two, he would become sad and say on the phone that he is missing me a lot.
We could not even meet anywhere other than the college and its room.

Now I was beginning to suspect that something else was going on in his mind because when I used to go to his room, he would not wear a T-shirt, he would only be in half pants. I would also get impressed by seeing his strong black body.

One day I was sweeping his room, then he was peeping into my deep neck T-shirt with longing eyes sitting on his bed. I noticed that seeing this way, a tent had formed in his half pants. He could not say anything for fear of losing my friendship.
Something happened to me too, but I left her room.

Two or three days later, I saw a blue film in my friend's mobile, in which a negro man was fucking an Indian porn actress. That actress was sucking the pestle-like long and black cock of that negro with great fervor and then that negro was fucking her with pleasure.

Seeing this, I started thinking about myself and Nicholas. My friend told me that Negroes have big cocks...and they can fuck for a long time.

After this, I kept thinking about myself and Nick at night, how big his dick would be. Will my pussy be able to handle his cock? I could see the lust for me in his eyes.
Till now I was considering him as a good friend and helper, but now my feelings for him were changing in my mind.

One night I dreamed that I was completely naked in Nick's room and I was sucking his huge cock. Then he put his cock in my pussy and started fucking me.

From the next day I started thinking about that dream only. I thought that if he takes any initiative, then it will be fun. Anyway, i was going to stay here in Ukraine only for one and a half years and could not even tell anything to anyone. Due to this secrecy, there was very little chance of my name being tarnished in the society. A beautiful girl like me can get turned on by a black guy. No one would even think like this.

Now I decided to have some fun. He also used to talk to me mostly indirectly about romance and love till late in the night. Now these things also started taking place in her talk that what kind of boyfriend do I like etc.

I would also point out to him indirectly, so that he would take the initiative to do something. I told him that I like the goodness and affinity of a man more than caste or colour. In this way both the laddoos of sex were bursting.

Once till late night both of us kept talking in chat. He was mostly talking about love romance, that he is having an affair in college, what does Falana talk with which girl. I was also talking to him taking pleasure in these things and was trying to make him open as much as possible.

Then he said good night to me. But after five minutes his message came, in which he clearly said I love you.
I did not give any reply to him.

On the second day in practicals, both of us were not able to see each other. I kept avoiding his eyes and he kept trying to see me stealthily. Was waiting for my answer in his eyes. I also decided to torture him. Did not reply to any of his messages for two days.

First part of my lust story

Till now you read that my doctor African Negro Nicolas told me I love you, because of which we both kept stealing glances from each other in college the other day.
Now onwards:

On the third day at around one o'clock in the night, I messaged him 'How are you..'. I thought that he might have fallen asleep, but immediately he got a message saying 'I am fine..'.

He told that he was tense because of not talking to me for two days and started apologizing that I had messaged I love you in a fit of enthusiasm.

I said - what's the point of apologizing in this?
He said - then what did you think?
I also told her 'I love you too..' and switched off the phone and went to sleep.

The second day in hospital we kept looking at each other and smiling. After the duty was over, I went to his room. We both were sitting on his bed with our eyes down.

After saying nothing for some time, Nick said - rook!
When I looked at him, she said I love you very very much.
I also said - I love you very much Nick.

He held my face and put his lips on my lips and started sucking hard. I also started supporting him. He wrapped me tightly in his arms. I started running my white fingers on her black bare back. His cock was stinging around my pussy. I was having a different kind of fun. He kissed my fair shoulders from my sleeveless shirt.

He was muttering- My Indian beauty love you very much.
I was also saying - My African baby love you very very much.

We must have kissed and licked for fifteen minutes. That was all that happened that day.

Then it became routine that I would go to his room and we would kiss and lick. Used to talk about love till late in the night. We took many selfies together many times, in which he held me in his arms from behind, and in others I kept moving my palms on his bare back. He used to keep my photo on the screen of his mobile.

Once Nick started pressing my boobs, I scolded him and asked him not to do so. While I wanted her to do something more, I thought it right to torture her a little.

After a few days it was the  function of our hospital, so I participated in an event.

The program started at 3 pm. I wore a saree and a half-sleeve blouse for the event and also did a good make-up.

After an hour or so, my event number came. After the event was over, I was sitting with my friends in the audience. Nick came and sat just a little away from me and was teasing me the whole time. I was watching a program chatting with my friends.

Nick's missed call came on my mobile at 5 pm. I saw that there were many messages from her on WhatsApp that today I am looking like a firecracker in saree.. Love you my beauty.
I gestured him to watch the programme. He asked me to come to his room in the message.

I refused, but he did not agree. He started saying a lot and gave his oath, so I got ready. I also followed him. I told my friends that "just a minute" 

Saying this I reached Nick's room. As soon as we closed the door, we both fell on each other. Started biting and sucking each other's lips. After kissing and licking a lot for about 15 minutes, he pulled my saree off, then started pressing my breasts from the top of the blouse itself.

I also protested a little and started enjoying. He removed my blouse and bra and started biting and sucking one of my breasts in his mouth. He started crushing my second mango with his big manly hand.

Sometimes he would suck one of my boobs and press the other, and sometimes the second would suck, then the first would press. After that he lay down with his head on my lap and started trying to take the whole boobs in his mouth. But because my milk was too big, it could not enter his mouth.
I kept kissing her face with very lovely and sweet kisses on her black ugly body.

He breastfed me for about twenty minutes and squeezed my breasts a lot, then I started feeling pain.

Then he also took off his shirt pant and vest. I took off my saree petticoat and panty with my own hands. He started playing with my clean pussy. I cleaned my pussy only yesterday. Nick opened my pussy with his hands and started caressing it. I pressed his dick over his shorts. Then he took off his shorts.

His about ten inch long and three inch thick cock was in front of me. I started shaking his cock by holding it in my fist. He asked me to take the penis in my mouth. After some resist, I sat down and kissed his cock and rolled my tongue on the cap.

That's why he caught my mouth and inserted his black cock in my mouth and started fucking my mouth like this for a while. As I had seen in my dream that night, the same was happening in reality today.

He made me lie down on the bed and opened my legs. Now my untouched pussy was about to burst, so there was a sweet nervousness.

Nick caressed my peak a little and started inserting his cock.

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As soon as I put the cap inside, I got shocked and started saying 'nik nik.. ah ah..'. He put half the cock inside with a forceful push.

I screamed in pain, ummh… ahh… hi… yah… then he put his hand over my mouth and started fucking me slowly.
He said- Sorry darling, it's just for a minute then you will enjoy a lot.

When he started rubbing my boobs, my pain subsided. Now I was having fun. My ass started shaking. On seeing this, he pushed harder and pushed his full ten inches in my virgin pussy. I felt like crying in pain.

Seeing this, he started fucking me while sucking my lips. After a while I started having fun again, she can't say.
I started babbling in fun- Eha my negro baby.. fuck me hard.. I am coming.
He also started muttering- Yes my Indian love.. I fuck you hard.

He was fucking me with great speed without stopping. I was getting the pleasure of heaven from his cock. After ten minutes of dhakkam pell he took me in his arms and I started fucking from above.

He kept pressing my tits. Suddenly he turned and took me under him and started fucking very hard.

After twenty minutes of passionate sex, he released his semen in my pussy, so I almost fainted. Soaked in sweat, he kept lying on top of me. I got a sweet sleep.

Then after 20-25 minutes both of us got up and separated. When I saw, blood and his semen was coming out from my pussy. Since my seal was broken.. that's why it was certain to bleed. I was scared for a moment.
He said - this is happening the first time.

We both wore clothes after wiping the sweat. He wore only half pants and we sat on the bed.

He said - I am the luckiest person in the world today, that I got the opportunity to fuck an Angel like you.
He put his hand on my shoulder and kept kissing me again and again. I was also thanking my boyfriend Nick for this cool fuck.

When I saw the time, it was seven in the evening, I said - now I should go home.

On this he started saying - let's fuck one more time and today you spend the whole night in my arms.

He started insisting a lot. I also wanted to stay there for the whole night and keep getting fucked by his strong cock. But this was not possible due to the fear of the hostel members. I assured his that I love him. I will stay with him and will come often.. but let me go today.

Then he agreed. He again kissed me a lot and pressed my boobs and I came back home.

Then I used to go to his room many times and used to fuck him a lot. I spent the whole night with my lover's room or motel manytimes on the pretext of staying at my friend's house. He fucked me 4 times in the night. It was one of the most beautiful nights of my life.

Was at his room once. As usual my husband was sleeping with his head on my lap and sucking my breasts. My periods were going on, so we could not have sex.

To please her, I took out her cock and started sucking it. He kept fucking my mouth and finally ejaculated, so I swallowed all his semen.

Then he hugged me and started saying - I want to marry you and I want to take you my country my love. Are you ready for it?

I said yes, but I was thinking that it would be possible only a little because you are from different race and religion.

he said to me "i will change my religion".

After that when I went to his room, he told that he will marry me today. He had taken information about ---c marriage by searching the internet and had made all the preparations. She had ordered wedding saree and blouse for me from Amazon.

I was asked to change clothes, so I went to the bathroom and did it.

he switched on the handycam.

Qazi (magistrate or judge of a Sharia court, who also exercises extrajudicial functions, such as mediation, guardianship over orphans and minors, and supervision and auditing of public works) did our Nikah which is a ritual of .,, such as In ---c law, marriage – or more specifically, the marriage contract – is called nikah, which already in the Quran is used exclusively to refer to the contract of marriage. In the Hans Wehr Dictionary of Modern Written Arabic, nikah is defined as "marriage; marriage contract; matrimony, wedlock".

Three witnesses have signed our marriage certificate which is required to be done.

our witnesses presented us with blessings, and he made me wear a gold necklace around my neck in the shape of mahr, (Dower is a provision accorded traditionally by a husband or his family, to a wife for her support should she become widowed. It was settled on the bride (being gifted into trust) by agreement at the time of the wedding, or as provided by law).

clung tightly to each other, so I also got emotional.
He said - I love you my wife.
I also said - I love you my husband, I am yours forever.

I called roommate and said that I am staying at my friend's house today.

After this we took a lot of photographs. My husband feed her friends in a nice hotel and took me to a five star resort after send them all.There was an Indian girl at reception who gave us the key of the room, she was looking at me with mischievous smile. I also understood why she was smiling so much. I asked my husband why do we need to celebrate honeymoon in such an expensive resort. your room was very nice. He said that this is the first night of our marriage and I am not going to celebrate my honeymoon in that dirty room. I also happily agreed. When we reached the room, I stunned. The room was splendid, decorated with flowers, the room. a small swimming pool was in room. after first i freshness my husband left in bathroom. i applied some make up Took off my veil and sat on the bed and awaited him.

he came near and sat on bed and lifted my veil and started sucking my lips. Then he took off my clothes and started having sex.

Today's fuck was different from the previous fuck for me. Today he had become my husband and was fucking me with full rights. I was also fucking him like an obedient wife. We did sex in till morning.

We got married but I wanted to keep my marriage a secret.That's why I didn't tell my friends about my marriage to anyone. Only Nick's friends knew. I have made them promise as well. Nick has also agreed, but we are married, so we go to the club, theater in the evening. we kiss a little and go back to their respective rooms. but we spend time together in weekend in motel. We used to have sex every week, so I was scared of getting pregnant. That's why I use birth control pills.

Today he is serving on a good post in a biggest hospital in South Africa. I am also doctor in india a bangalore hospital for time pass. My family members are looking for a boy for my marriage, but I am refusing to marry because of Nicholas.

I dread the thought of marrying anyone other than Nick. Because I had married Nick and had promised to fulfill him many times. I want to keep my promise. Initially, I came close to Nick to have some fun, but today he is ruling my heart.

Nick tells me that whenever I ask, he will come to India to pick me up and take me with him.

But I am not getting the courage to take such a big step.
I will be waiting for your commeents.

What did you think of this story??

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shabina, a conservative horny '. housewife submit herself to black lover.

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shabina sat in front of her bedside mirror unable to concentrate as she struggled to fix her make up properly. Lately her mind had been plagued by doubts and sinful thoughts that no married woman should have, and yet there they were. shabina had been married to her husband, Anwar, for 15 years now, whilst it was a good marriage it was missing something. In 15 years of marriage, shabina had been able to conceive only a child. They had visited many different doctors to find out why and they all confirmed, what shabina knew deep down, that Anwar had an extremely low sperm count.

The news shattered both of them and completely broke Anwar. Fahima did her best to comfort him, assuring him that she held nothing against him and trying to explain how she loved him even more.

"It's ,.''s will, my jaan, there is very little we can do. We can try for adoption," she said to him mustering all the enthusiasm and faith she could.

"Maybe," he replied in a flat tone. You could hear how shattered his heart was by the waver in his voice.

"Nothing is going to change, my jaan, but at least we still have each other," shabina said with a small smile.

However, 5 years on things began to change. Now at the age of 35, shabina's marriage had completely changed from the loving and caring one to a distant and hollow thing. Over the years Anwar had become withdrawn and distant, focused entirely on his work, he paid little attention to shabina. Not to mention, their sex life was non-existent. shabina remembered when they had a very active sex life especially for a '. couple.

shabina missed the truly wild fuck sessions and the way Anwar used to dominate her in bed. Despite coming from conservative '. families, who believed sex was only for pro-creation and not for pleasure, shabina and Anwar loved sex. They tried all the positions, experimented with toys and had gotten downright filthy in bed. Yet they were still conservative '.s in every other way. shabina wore a burqa and veil when she was in the presence of other men, or when she was out running errands, but when it was just her and Anwar she prefered skimpy dress to wear anything.

shabina did expect a few things to change for the first year or two as she knew the fact that Anwar's inability to give her second child had totally devastated him. However, she believed he would get over it eventually and return to his normal self. Yet he buried him self in his work, in an attempt to bury his pain and caused shabina to take drastic action to get her husbands attention.

She had joined a local, woman's only, gym and in the 5 years that had passed she had developed a hot, toned body. She began to wear figure hugging veils that hid nothing and made her 36DD breasts and her perfectly shaped ass stand out more than ever before. In her opinion she looked like a slightly new version of the Bollywood actress urvashi rautela.

She did all of this to get her husband's attention, while he barely noticed, she was getting unexpected attention from other men. At first she was shocked but slowly she started to enjoy it. Her firm and tender tits looked even bigger on her 5'8 frame and despite being 35 years old shabina looked at least 10 years younger. Gym had really helped her keep a tight body, she was an anomaly amongst Indian  housewives who at the same age had grown fat and ugly while she looked to be in her prime.

She loved the attention all the men paid her when she was attending stretching classes at the local fitness centre. The men adored her and the women hated her for flaunting her assets and stealing their husband's gazes, and also for looking a 100 times better than them. She realized when non-'. men paid her compliments and admired her openly it excited her. "I'm actually getting turned on," was something she thought to herself often now.

Soon she was dreaming of being fucked by these infidels over and over again. The first thing she had to do when she woke up in the morning, nowadays, was take of her soaked panties. These dreams and fantasies were sustaining her for now, helping quench the thirst for sex, but soon another thought entered her mind, one that would definitely ruin her marriage. She wanted to turn these dreams of hers into reality.

shabina sat there her mind in great turmoil. She just couldn't cheat on her husband not only was it morally wrong but religiously as well. She couldn't go against that but deep down she knew that she had already gone against her religion, by intentionally attracting the attention of other men. 

Something within her changed over time, a slutty side had awakened in her, a side that craved attention, one that wanted to be fucked by a big infidels cocks. She also realized that a part of her was rebelling against, not only religion, but the culture that oppressed women told them how to dress, how to look and who to talk to.

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Whilst this was present in all cultures, it was even more so in '.  communities, it was true that with time these views had changed but not in her family.

Her husband never behaved like a typical religious husband, he didn't put any restrictions on her even when the rest of society did. She remembered how hard she had studied for a fashion designer course, ready to pursue a career in fashion and being forced to give that up by her parents who then forced her to get married instead. For that she had held a deep grudge against her parents and by going against the things they taught her was a way of getting revenge.

She knew that she should be grateful to ,.' that she was given a husband like Anwar but her marriage was non-existent now, meaning that there was nothing to be grateful for anymore. Other wives would have stuck through it and been faithful and she knew that she was a bad wife but a part of her didn't care.

"Oh, god, please forgive me!" pleaded Shabina.

The doorbell rang snapping shabina out of her daze. She went downstairs with a big broad smile plastered across her face. She knew who it was and had been waiting for him and why all morning.

"Hello, James, (Tony)" she smiled as she greeted the big black man at her doorway.

"Hey, Shabina, how are you you?" negro smiled back weakly.

Shabina could sense something was up. She had known Jamesfor 6 years now after Anwar had hired him, as a handyman, to fix the roof for them. Anwar and James clicked immediately and had become fast friends. They joined the same gym and played football (soccer) together, both of them even supported Arsenal as they were both men from North London. Shabina was wary of James at first, being from a conservative '. back ground meant that she was brought up with an almost racist view of black people, she was always told to stay clear of them.

Her initial judgement of James passed as she got to know him and discovered his friendly and witty side. He too had studied fashion designer and he pursued a career in it for awhile but he faced a highly judgmental world, one that judged him solely on his appearance, people always thought he looked too brutish or thuggish. They formed a bond quickly calling themselves the 'almost designer'. They had developed a really close connection and would spend hour after hour talking about all the different new clothes design debating with one another, which always bored her husband. James om
was also married but the couple had never met his partner, and whenever they told james to bring her around to their home he would always come up with an excuse. Shabina sensed that James's wife was clearly not fond of the idea of meeting them.

Without even realizing, shabina not like had developed an attraction to this strapping 6'5 of a hulking giant. He towered over her and made her look even smaller. She remembered the time he came round to help clean up the garden on an extremely hot day. He took his top off revealing his perfectly sculpted black body and Shabina could not stop herself from staring.

Her eyes feasted on him taking in every inch, her eyes always lingered on his crotch, because she had heard from one of her tanzanian friend that black men had big dicks. But she couldn't tell if he did or not.

He had noticed her looking at him but he never brought it up, he played it off like a non-incident. In recent months he had taken a keen interest in Indian culture. So he had come to shabina asking her if she tell him about the religion in india and about the culture. She agreed to do so and her husband did not object either, infact he was happy that one of his good friends was taking interest about india. shabina got a great chance, spending time with negro but Shabina had other motives for agreeing to these lessons.

She would be able to spend some alone time with James without having to worry about her husband being suspicious. She knew that by doing this she was committing a great sin, essentially using her profession to spend time with a man that was not her husband in the hopes of sleeping with him.

Recently she had noticed James looking at her with great interest she had caught him a few times looking at her ass, letting her know that her tight burqa's were working. She knew that he found her attractive after all he was always showering her with praise and, as of late, he just couldn't keep his eyes off her. Even when her husband was in the room he would ogle at her. She had noticed him staring at her breasts during their discussion, he was paying more attention to her tits than the lessons. She often thought if he was using these lessons like her, to get close to someone without the suspicion of a spouse, but she quickly dismissed it. Unlike her, he was a good man who loved his wife dearly and he always gushed about her.

sort of move on James during these past 3 months but she had been struggling with the part of her who still wanted to be a faithful wife and '..

However, today the slutty side was out in full force and she had made up her mind that today she was going seduce James. Well, that was the plan until she saw the sadness in his eyes, she had never seen him so sad before. All those thoughts, for the moment, had been pushed to the side.

"Are you okay, James?" Shabina asked with genuine concern as they sat down on the sofa to start the lesson.

"Yeah...I am fine, don't worry," he replied unconvincingly.

"No, you're not, James. Tell me what's wrong. Look at me!" Shabina demanded, she was getting more and more worried.

James looked at Shabina with misty eyes, she could see that he was desperately determined to hold the flood gates closed. Seeing him like this hurt Shabina deeply. She took his giant black hands in hers and squeezed them, hoping that it would help him open up.

"I told my wife that I wanted to go india. I expected her to be shocked but her reaction was far worse than I ever imagined... she left me," he said barely holding back the tears now.

she telling me "you seduced me in your bold attitude". James exclaimed to shabina.

Shabina stared at him with her mouth agape. She found it hard to believe that any woman would leave such a sweet and caring man like James, especially when he spoke of her in such high regard. She didn't know what to do so she hugged him, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

Instead of thinking about how she should feel sorry for him, all shabina could think about was the fact that she could feel his chiselled body, the one she had been craving for months, against her.

"I miss her so much, shabina, so much," James whispered, his voice cracking.

"Dont worry James, I'll take care of your every need. Soon you'll forget her." Shabina said almost purring as she looked him straight in the eye and placed her hands on his crotch. She had no idea what she was doing

"Umm...what are you doing, Shabina?" asked James who was yanked from his sorrow by pure shock.

"Taking care of you," Shabina bmoaned as she placed her lips on his.

Shabina knew that she had crossed a line; that she was going against everything she believed in. There was no going back now, and that was perfectly fine with her. The fact that she was taking advantage of James when he was in such a state was not lost on her, all she knew was that this was the right time to make her move. She sensed that tony was hesitant as he tried to pull away from her kiss, but she didn't let him.

"are you sure you want this". James confirmed to shabina.

"yes! I'll give you, your wife's pleasure". Shabina said smoochly James.

She thought about how badly she wanted him as her tongue penetrated his mouth, their tongues intertwined in a slow and passionate dance together. Shabina could feel the ever growing bulge in James's jeans, it was a sign that he was enjoying it. Any resistance he held onto was gone now, which excited Shabina even more. His huge hands were groping her breasts, kneading them. She felt both his hands grip the front of her burqa. And the next thing she felt was his hands yanking at the material and ripping it apart down the front, completely exposing her breasts. He then pulled her bra off with another hard tug, which caused her some pain. Shabina was shocked and excited by the ferocity that James was displaying and her cunt was dripping wet. James was looking at her fully exposed tits, admiring them openly, when she realized no one had ever seen them except her husband. Soon his mouth was on her breasts them with an insatiable hunger, his tongue swirling relentlessly around her hardened nipples.

"Oh, god," moaned Shabina in the throes of ecstasy. She had never felt such pleasure as James continued to devour her tits. She could feel James's cock straining against his jeans, it felt like it was going to burst out of the jeans.

"I want to see your cock." she said in between moans.

James got up from the couch and began to undo his belt buckle and, without missing a beat, shabina got on her knees looking up at James with fierce hunger in her eyes. Soon James's jeans were around his ankles and Shabina could see the outline of his huge black cock, just seeing the outline of the monster sent a shiver down her spine and made her cunt quiver in anticipation. James finally pulled his boxers down, freeing his big black cock of its restraints.

"Ouch!" screamed Shabina as James's big black pole smacked her on the face.

"It's so big!" she said in shock and awe at the big veiny black monster on her face. She reached out her unexperienced hands and grabbed the massive black cock.

The thing was gigantic. Shabina guessed that his cock must have been nearly twelve inches long. It was the thickness of the black monster that was truly awe inspiring, it was as big as her wrist maybe even bigger. The head of his bulbous cock was huge too, and his shaft was covered with large veins that somehow made it look like a powerful pulsating tool.

"Suck it!" he commanded slapping her with his cock. It snapped her out of her daze as he grabbed the back of her veil and pulled her mouth closer to his cock

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Shabina was feeling guilty, her husband didn't deserve a cheating wife like her. Instead of sticking by his side she was about to have her mouth stuffed by a huge black cock. She hesitated for a beat before she took the huge head in her mouth. It was too big, she was already struggling and she only had the head in her mouth. But she continued to suck the fat head in her mouth and bobbed her head over it. The guilt was still there, eating her up inside, she had barely resisted but James's cock was just too big to pass up.

Shabina opened her mouth even wider to try and accommodate more of james's cock. She enveloped the giant black monolith inch by inch into her mouth, her jaw aching. She finally had the whole cock in her mouth, she felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke. shabina looked up at James to see him smiling at her. Seeing him enjoying this spurred her on even more and she began to suck his cock like a sex crazed woman.

"Your cock is so beautiful... so big... so black," Shabina groaned between planting kisses on it as she gripped his manhood with both hands. She loved running her hand up and down along the shaft and feeling the weight of the monster.

Shabina felt James's hands on her veil while he forced the last few inches of his black monster in to her mouth. He began to thrust his big black cock in and out of her mouth but her lips seemed to resist his back thrusts. She wanted him to stay deep in her mouth as she loved the salty taste of his cock on her tongue. Her nostrils were full of his odour as his pubic hair brushed against her nose. She felt his heavy balls slapping against her chin as he thrusted deeper and faster. She couldn't believe that she had successfully taken this twelve inch monster into her mouth. She fought off the urge to gag and continued to take his delicious black cock in her mouth.

"That's it, Shabbu, take it like a slut!" He bellowed as her mouth foamed with saliva while he continued to pound her mouth with his huge pole.

No one had ever called a slut before, instead of being offended by it it actually turned her on more. She felt his hands grabbing her hair through her veil and pulling her with pure strength. She grabbed his rock hard ass and pushed him even deeper into her throat with a renewed vigour despite the fact that her breath was becoming short. She was sure that she couldn't go on any longer without passing out but still she continued taking his cock in her mouth.

"Shabbu, I'm so close, you slut, so close, keep taking it like a good little '. whore!" James shouted at her as she felt his cock swelling.

Once again, instead of being offended by James's comments she felt her cunt spasm in delight. Apparently she loved getting degraded and had no idea until now. She knew that she was too far gone now. She would never be able to go back to being the woman she was.

"OH FUCK, HERE IT COMESSS!!" howled James finally releasing his load.

Not only did the force of his ejaculation snap Shabina out of her train of thought, but it stung like hell, and her mouth filled before she had time to react. Shabina began to gag and spat the cock out of her mouth, receiving a spurt of cum before she began coughing out semen when her mouth began to overflow. She was completely drenched by his cum it was on her veil, face, eyes and nose. tony then deposited one final load in her mouth which she swallowed like a hungry slut.

"How was that?" Shabina asked in a coy tone as she wiped the cum from her eyes and rubbing his cock on her face.

"The best I've ever had. Who knew you were such a great cock sucker, but that's not what you want to hear is it? You want to know if you're better than my wife." He replied laughing.

"Yes, that's all I want to know," she nodded as she stuck her tongue out to lick the head of his cock.

"How about I return the favour first and then answer that question," he said as he picked her up and placed her on the sofa. While lifting her burqa she spread her legs open in anticipation of what was coming. James stopped her hands.

"Leave it on, it will serve as a reminder to you of what a '. slut you are. Oh look, you like being called a '. slut, look how wet your cpunt is getting. You want this black cock in your tight little '. cunt don't you," he taunted her laughing.

Shabina felt a little guilty and shy. Guilty because there was man who was not her husband looking at her naked body. A few hours ago the only man to have seen her completely naked was her husband. Now here she was completely naked in front of this giant black man who was feasting upon her body with his eyes. She realized that she had not taken of her cum drenched veil, as she put her hand on the clip to take it off she felt James's hand on hers.

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"Yes! Yes I do!" was all she could manage to get out before tony buried his face in to her wet and dripping cunt.

Shabina felt him licking the folds of her pussy, her body felt like it was on fire. Her body began to convulse as she felt a powerful orgasm coming. He had barely begun and she was already coming.

"OH FUCKKKK I'M CUMINGGGGG!" she roared realizing that this was the first time she had sworn out loud since she was teenager. She had always been reprimanded and told it was not right for a '. girl to swear.

Yet here she was having the best orgasm of her life, with a black man between her legs, attacking her cunt and she was swearing out loud with out any care.

James lapped up her pussy juices like a man who was dehydrated and needed liquid desperately. She felt him kiss her pussy lips gently before, once again, thrusting his tongue deep in her cunt. His head bobbed up and down aggressively as he continued to brutally assault her cunt with his tongue.

"Oh, god!!" she moaned, every push forward sent shockwaves of exhilaration through her body.

"Oh, ohhhhhh tony!!" She continued to pant like the wanton slut she was as James began to swirl his tongue around inside her cunt.

Thrusting it inside and out, she didn't know how he found her most sensitive spots but every time he hit one of those spots her body shook violently and she began to cum. She lost count of the times she had already cum and just when she thought she couldn't anymore he would hit another spot.

"Oh, oh, ooooooooooooooooh, yeaaaaaaaaaaah," she squealed in delight as she had her biggest orgasm yet.

James finally stopped his assault on her cunt and gave her a few minutes to recuperate before he picked her up in his strong arms and took her out of the living room. She didn't need to ask him where he was taking her because she knew already as he began to walk up the stairs. He walked into the bedroom and placed shabina on the bed. It dawned on her that she was about to be fucked by a big black cock in the same bed she shared with her husband. She lay there ready with her legs wide open ready to welcome this man deep into her.

James went to the bathroom saying "I'm coming now".

At the same time, a thought occurred in Shabina's mind.

Shabina will get up from the bed and sat on her makeup table. She was completely naked and opened her jewelry box. He took out a thin gold chain from it and tied it around his bare waist and put on red glasses bangles in both the wrists. She always wore a tiny gold chain around her neck whether she was wearing clothes or not. After putting on a little make-up on her face, she would lay down on the bed and wait for her black lover.

She no longer felt guilt, all she felt was deep lust. She was a bad wife, a terrible '., her husband deserved better. All she deserved right now was to be fucked like the slut she was. James opened her legs wide and placed her feet on his shoulders and pressed the head of his cock against the entrance of her cunt.

"Do you want this cock in your tight little '. cunt?" tony said as he teased her by rubbing the tip of his cock along her cunt.

"Yes. I want your cock, please fuck me!" she pleaded as she reached between her legs and stroked his cock slowly.

"Are you sure? I know for a fact that your tight little pussy has never had anything this big. I will stretch you to your limit and it's going to hurt," James said teasing her even more.

"I don't care. Just fuck me, please!" she begged realizing that she was giving her self over completely.

She spread her legs even wider with eagerness, excitement and fear at the giant cock that was poking at her entrance. tony simply grinned before he slammed his big black monster deep in to her cunt.

",.'hhhhhh, makaa dukhtey hashee, halloo gaahl". Shabina screamed in native language as the black monster stretched her pussy wide as it impaled her inch by inch.

"You're so big!" she moaned while he pushed in another inch of his cock in to her slutty little '. cunt.

"Oh baby, I'm not even half way in. You're so damn tight, your hubby must be really small," he laughed mocking her husband. She didn't reply but knew her silence spoke volumes.

"Oh fuckkk... so thick," she mumbled.

"You like that do you, my little veili slut," James thrust in deeper, coating his black cock in her juices making it glisten.

"Oh god my mom, I'm gonna..." she began to say as felt an explosion building up inside her.

"Go ahead. Cum, my veili slut. Cum all over cock!" he commanded her.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCKKK!" she moaned, repeating the words with each hard and penetrating thrust. Shabina thrashed wildly under the muscular black man, cumming hard.

"We're just over half way there, my veili slut, if you're cumming this hard now..." he trailed off as his cock sunk deeper into shabina's greedy cunt.

Shabina had never felt so full in her life. She felt her pussy being stretched to its breaking point
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to its breaking point and that turned her on even more. James had taken her legs off his shoulder and made her wrap them around his body. He was now looking deeply into her eyes as he began to up the speed of his thrusts, ramming in and out of her tight cunt like a piston. She tightened her legs around him, pulling him in even deeper. She howled in pain as she felt the big black monster hit her cervix, she had never had something rammed in to her so deep. Despite the excruciating pain she kept grinding her hips against him, the feeling of his giant balls against her ass confirmed to her that she had somehow fit the twelve inch black rod inside her. She moved her body against his, the pain was quickly fading as another huge orgasm hit her.

She just couldn't believe how deep he was in her and the orgasm she was experiencing was the biggest one yet, almost causing her to black out, but James didn't let up in his relentless hammering of her cunt. She kept screaming uncontrollably as her orgasms continued, his balls continued slapping against her ass rhythmically and she met each of his thrusts with one of her own, to meet him in the middle. All of a sudden James stopped moving and pulled out his big cock entirely making her feel completely empty.

"Wh... Why did you pull out?" she cooed still dazed from her countless orgasms.

"Because I'm a cruel bastard and I want to hear you beg for my cock."

"Please, I need you to put it back in," she said weakly.

"You know that isn't good enough. No need to be shy," he replied stroking his cock.

"Please... James," she paused before continuing on, "please fuck me with your big, black cock!"

"Now that's more like it, my little veili slut," he said as he rammed his cock back in to her. She came again from the sudden penetration. "Now I want to hear you beg for my cum. I know you want me to fill up this married, little '. cunt with my cum. You need fertile cum deep in your womb!" he said.

Caught off guard, her eyes widened in shock. His comment meant that he knew about the Anwar's problem. "That's right I know," he said as he rammed his cock in and out faster.

"Now beg, my slut!" he roared.

"YES!! FILL MY '. CUNT WITH YOUR HOT BLACK CUMMM!!" she screamed, her pussy tightening and clutching his huge shaft, her juices foaming around him with another orgasm.

"Cum deep inside of me!" she screamed not caring who heard her. "Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!"

James had increased the speed of his thrusts inside of her, which continued to send ripples through her body. Shabina looked in to his eyes and saw an animal intensity. The desire to fuck her brains out was etched all over his face. She kissed him because James was the man she needed, the one she always wanted. She felt like a true woman, taking her female needs from a real man. She felt liberated, free of the shackles that had restricted her before. James was grunting heavily now, she could feel his cock swelling up inside of her.

"Oh, yessss baby!! Cum for me!! Please!" she cried.

"Oh shit! Here it comes!" he groaned.

"Yes baby, cum for me," she repeated. "Give me your seed. I WANT IT! I NEED IT!"

As if on cue James groaned and buried his cock deep in her womb and began to bombard her cunt with his sperm. He spewed load after load of his seed deep into her. shabina could feel his cock vibrating inside her, and it sent a shiver up her spine. Soon her cunt was over flowing with his hot cum.

"I love it!" she said.

James was not finished he pulled out of her and blew one last one of cum all over her face and veil. "My cum slut," he said as he rubbed his cock in her face.

The smell of his cum filled the room. The thought that James's sperm was swimming inside of her and the fact that it could possible make her pregnant excited her.

"I love feeling your cum in my cunt, baby. This time I should be pregnant, You have no idea how much happiness you have given me."

"You'll feel it in your ass tomorrow," he said as he teased her asshole with his finger.

"I've never been fucked in the ass before," she said as she stroked his cock.

"Oh baby, you're gonna love it," he said.

They both got up from the bed, James helped shabina clean up the house so all evidence of their sexual tryst was gone. After they were done James told her it was best he left. He told her to meet him at his place tomorrow.

"Wear your a red veil, you look good in that. I don't want you wearing anything under your burqa either. No underwear. And bring a spare veil just in case," he ordered her.

"Yes, master," she found herself saying, finding that she had completely given herself to James.

He grabbed her by the ass and pulled her in for a deep kiss, she could feel his big black cock against her and she wanted him to take her right then and there in the hallway. He pulled away from her and she moaned in disappointment.

"Wait! You didn't tell me if I was better than your wife," she reminded as he opened the door.

"I don't know, I don't have a wife, i never did marriage. Don't be so shocked, how else was I get close to you. Your husband thought the fact that I was married meant that I wouldn't even think of banging his wife, after he flaunted your nude pictures. Oh yes, that's right you don't know how me and your husband met, do you? We met at a public transport, yes, and your pious '. husband was so tierd. i saw your cute profile picture on his phone's screen. your husband a moment some nap, so i got his phone and i search his gallery photos. in this was some very lovely pictures of you and nude also. i received all your your pictures in my phone. then I planned taste that forbidden '. cunt of yours. Its mine now, you're my veili cum slut now. Be on time tomorrow," he said then he kissed her and walked out the door.

Shabina stood there dumbfounded, reeling from the bombshell. She had played right in to his hands. She was his completely.

To be continued(?)

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This story is not meant to offend or an attack on '.s it is my way of putting a lil twist on the whole black man fucks housewife story.




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Shabina stood waiting at the bus stop, struggling to cover herself up with her jacket. The chilly air had hardened her nipples which were visible through the abaya. She knew the moment she had put on the tight silky black abaya that it was going to be impossible to cover anything up.

She had been in great turmoil over the past 24 hours. One moment she felt ashamed for doing the sinful acts with James yesterday but on the other hand she felt excited every time she thought about it. She had decided she was going to turn up at James's place and tell him it was one off mistake that would not occur again she was done.

At least that's what she told herself yet Shabina had worn the red veil James had ordered her to wear which complimented the tight form hugging black abaya. The abaya is meant to conceal a woman's assets but the one shabina had worn did the opposite. It highlighted the sexy curves in her. It clung to her big breasts and her beautifully sculpted ass.

It left nothing to the imagination. She had also forgone with underwear just as James had instructed. She had even told her husband that she would be staying over at her cousin's for the night. As her cousin's husband had went india recently.

An elderly '. woman at the woman looked at her up and down with such disdain that shabina thought she would melt under the woman's gaze.

"Besharam orat! (shameful woman)" She heard the woman mutter but she gave her wry smile.

Thankfully the bus arrived and allowed Shabina to escape the woman's disapproving gaze. Shabina made her way to the end of the bus which was virtually empty. After a few stops the bus began to fill up. Shabina noticed a black man get on the bus. He were at the opposite end of the bus but shabina saw him he looking at her. Shabina noticed from the corner of her eye how he were looking at her.

She saw him slowly but surely making their way towards her. His eyes were glued to her shapely ass, instead of being horrified Shabina stuck her ass out a little more. She loved when black man gazed at her with lust in their eyes, so she decided to tease them a little.

"What harm could it do?" She thought to herself. She also realized that at least for awhile it would serve as a nice distraction from the turmoil in her head.

He had reached her now, he a stay back to her. Like a pack wolve cornering their prey, except this prey was more excited than afraid. She was penned in amongst him. Despite that she could tell the bus was getting incredibly packed as the black man back her grew closer and closer, until she was squashed in front him. She felt him rub against her gently. Then she felt hand roaming all over abaya, squeezing her ass, kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples. She had to stifle her moan, she was being felt up but instead of screaming she was completely wet. She was so horny from before that she didn't resist these young man at all. He all seem to rotate around her, getting a good feel of her god given assets.

He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back against him. She almost yelped in horror as she felt the young man's huge bulge against her ass. He began rubbing against her ass slowly then gradually he began to thrust it against her ass. She could tell he had big cock, she wondered how big it was. She thrust back against him, grinding her ass against him she felt the young man undo the zip of his trousers and pop his big black cock out. He lifted up the back of her abaya only to be pleasantly surprised by the fact she was not wearing any underwear. "No underwear, a tight form hugging abaya. I don't know much about '. women but I do know they're meant to dress moderately, so that makes you one sinful '. whore, attracting everyones attention," he whispered in to her ear, making her shiver.

He placed his big black cock between her ass cheeks and began to rub it. Shabina began to moan quietly in pleasure as she felt the big black cock between her ass cheeks.

He lifted the front of her abaya and inserted his fingers deep in to her wet cunt. The man soon pulled out his fingers and pulled out his cock, Shabina looked down at it in awe. It was huge and thick, she saw the huge head travelling towards her cunt as she prepared yell in pain and pleasure on penetration. But she was disappointed when the man began to just rub his cock along her pussy lips instead of ramming it in.

"You want my cock inside of you didn't you?" laughed the man revealing his golden tooth.

"Mmmm...yess," she moaned softly as the golden tooth man continued to tease her pussy lips with his cock before ramming his fingers back in to her cunt.

She tensed up as she felt something his poke her virginal ass hole. It was the his huge tip and it was knocking on her backdoor. She was both excited and appalled by the thought of her ass getting taking on the bus. But his thrusting became frantic as his cock swelled until he blew hid load along her ass cheeks. Shabina had cum along with him, the a cocks so close penetrating her and the fact that it was on a bus was too much for her body to handle. The orgasm she experienced nearly knocked her off her feet.

As Shabina stood there panting coming off the high of her orgasm the bus came slowly to a stop and young man started to get off as he left gave her tight ass a squeeze. he gave her small piece of paper as he got off too.

Once he had left Shabina looked at the piece of paper and saw a number on it with small message that read, "call me if you want to get that sinful ass of yours fucked, and want a piece of you too, the names Jerome bitch remember it!".

shabina was in utter shock, she couldn't completely explain why she had let the young black man use her like that, couple of months ago it would have been an unthinkable thing but not so much now. She popped into a public rest room to clean up before she arrived at James's house.

Here she was standing in front of his door contemplating what to do. She had also packed an extra abaya and veil, just she was told to do so. Part of her wanted knock on Tony's door and become his completely yet here she was hesitating. Her mind was all over the place especially after the bombshell James had dropped on her before he left and the events that had occurred on the bus ride here.

She still couldn't quite believe that he had lied about being married just so he could get close to her and own her. She was restless as soon as he had left her, the revelation that her husband was a heavy drinker, the fact that he had flaunted nude pictures of her in front of James. And of course the fact that she gave in to her carnal desire for James only to realize he was playing her all along. All of this combined with the guilt of cheating made her hesitate, she couldn't go through this, she knew that she would not be able to face him at all, so she turned away from the door.

As she turned away she heard the door open and before she fully realized what was happening, she was yanked into the house and her lips were pressed against James's.

"Were you about to leave my filthy veili slut?" he asked after few minute passionately kissed her.

His hands squeezing her shapely ass through her abaya pulling her closer against him, she realized he wasn't wearing any trousers, or shorts as she felt his thick erect 12-inch monster against her stomach. James placed both of his hands over her breasts and squeezed them through her tight abaya. Shabina began trembling.

His strong hands were alternately caressing and squeezing her big bosom. Her vagina let out a little squirt of fluid. James felt her cunt squirting as he lifted the front of her abaya up and slipped his hands in.

"James, I can't...ohhh fuckkkkkkk!" moaned Shabina as she felt the tip of james's finger slide along her labia.
is so wet," he said

James's fingers and tongue felt so good and really hit the spot. It was exactly what her pussy had needed to satisfy it. She wanted and needed him deeper inside of her, tony sensed this need in her as he attacked her pussy more aggressively. He fingered her rapidly while flickering his tongue over her clit. He wasn't keeping his fingers straight, he was arching and the tips were really stimulating an area deep in her pussy. Shabina couldn't believe it, but she was going to cum again. When she did, her orgasm was explosive and she soaked James's entire hand. It felt so good, the euphoric feeling made her completely forget that fact she had initially come here to put a stop to things. Shabina was moaning in a near comatose state.

Shabina was only vaguely aware that James had withdrawn his fingers and was pushing her body back on the bed. When she did finally come to her senses, she looked up to see the black man was now kneeling between her legs with his foot- long cock aimed straight at her pussy. The huge knob had emerged from the foreskin and was inches from the opening of her vagina. She gulped as she remembered how it felt like yesterday. She was still sore and had not fully recovered.

"Go easy on me please James my pussy still hurts from yesterday. I doubt if I can take it all." She moaned as James pressed his bulbous cock head against her labia.

"You'll take it all, you sexy my slut, and I don't care if it still hurts," groaned James. They moaned together as his cock head slipped inside her, "I haven't met a woman yet who didn't love every inch."

"Oh fuckkkkkkk," she cried watching James work the cock head around in her before slowly pushing several more inches in.

He was patient, slowly moving his cock in as her pussy opened for it. Soon he was deeper then anwar had ever been, then he was deeper then his fingers had been.

She stared in awe as her pussy slowly accepted the huge infidel cock inside her once again, wincing when the head banged on her cervix. He held his cock against her cervix, jerking it and pressing it against the opening to her womb. His cock was ejaculating large amounts of pre-cum on her cervix, softening it and slowly it opened for the large invader.

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Shabina winced in pain as James's cock slipped all the way inside her. She had taken him balls deep. He held it buried and she was surprised at how quickly the pain faded. With the pain her doubts about all of this faded too. She knew what she wanted. Her mind was clear of all the turmoil.

"You know what I want?" she asked.

"What's that baby?"

"I want to be fucked by that big black cock. I want to be fucked hard."

"Do you now?"

"Yes my lover, fuck me with your big black cock, fuck my cunt, FUCK IT!" She pleaded moaning.

She expected James to began slamming her hard after that, and he did not disappoint her as he slowly started moving his cock in and out of her.

"How's that feel, my slut?" He asked her groaning.

"I'm so stuffed down there. It feels amazing...oh god, James!" She cooed.

"Better then hubby?" James waited for several seconds for her answer, he was testing her. He could tell she was hesistating.

"Yes, it feels better then my husband. Oh God...I'm going to burn in hell fire for this but yes a lot better. It hurts to say it but I love it. Now shut up and work that big black cock defile my '. cunt!" She pleaded.

James continued slowly working his cock in and out of her pussy. "You feel good to me to, so damn tight, looks like god's blessed you with a heaevenly cunt. You're so hot and wet down there. That cunt of yours is gripping my cock like a vicse!" He said as he continued his invasion of her cunt.

Shabina moaned as her body automatically started lifting her hips into his slowly thrusting cock. "Faster James. oh god...Please. I want to be fucked hard and fast...OH GODD!" She begged like a wanton slut.

"Sorry shabina, you're just so sexy. So beautiful. You deserve to be treated better then I treated you yesterday. I wanna slowly have you all night!" He said sounding sincere when in fact he was teasing her.

He wanted to hear her beg more, his sadistic side took pleasure in hearing this once pure '. High class housewife beg for his black cock to pound her senseless.

"OOHH...GOD," she groaned, feeling an orgasm growing inside her. It felt like it was centred in her womb. "I don't want it slow, oh GOD...please faster" she gasped, grabbing his hips and trying to pull and push on them to get him to move faster. James didn't change his pace. He was enjoying this a lot more.

James released her grip on his hips and used her small hands to gently beat on the hard muscular chest hovering over her.

"James. Please. oh God I need it James. Come on you black bastard. Fuck my '. cunt!" She roared frustrated.

He had teased her enough so he started slamming in to her harder, finally giving her what she wanted. Shabina began to shudder and writhe beneath him, lifting her crotch up into each thrust of his cock.

She opened her legs as wide as they would go and wrapped them around his thighs. Her fists quit pounding his chest as he had begun to fuck her harder. She slipped her arms around his back, grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to pull him deeper into her. His face was hovering over hers, separated by half a foot. He was staring into her eyes.

"Oh...fuckkkkkkk," she whispered.

"Cum for me," said James.

Shabina suddenly released her grip on his ass. Her hands grabbed both sides of his head and pulled his lips down against hers. It was an open wet kiss and soon their tongues were duelp over whose mouth to enter. Then Shabina was cumming and cumming hard. She whimpered in pleasure, as her whole body felt like it was on fire as her orgasm continued on. She had never felt bliss like this before. She was more than satisfied, but she wanted more.

Shabina sucked his dark lower lip into her mouth, whimpering while she came down from the huge orgasm. "I want more," she mumbled, the words garbled as she was still sucking on his lip.

James laughed and kissed her again, holding his cock buried in her. She passionately returned it while he let her rest for a moment. After a minute or so, James enveloped her body again and rolled over on his back, never breaking their kiss. Shabina pushed against his chest and sat up feeling the full impalement of his mighty cock inside her.

"Now ride me, you sexy whore!" growled James, Shabina felt as those she had no option but to obey.

Shabina was still too weak to bounce in his lap. She ended up leaning forward and sliding her crotch back and forth. They kissed again for awhile, before James pushed her back and took one nipple in his mouth. Shabina groaned in pleasure as he flickered his tongue over her sensitive nipple.

"Oh God," she whispered, almost to herself,

"I'm gonna cum again!"

"That's it Shabina," he said releasing her nipple. "Do it. Cum for me. Cum for your master."

"Ya...God, James." Shabina sat up and began bouncing in his lap.

"Cum on that big black cock for me my slut," James grabbed and squeezed both her breasts.

He leaned up far enough to suck on her other nipple. He switched back and forth between her nipples.

"I'm cumming, oh god...I'm cumming again" she moaned, quivering as she rode his cock.

James kept sucking on one nipple, but he suddenly moved his hands to her ass and held her up. He took over, bucking his hips and thrusting his cock in and out of her as fast as he could. Shabina screamed in pleasure. Her orgasm was immense.

This time he didn't let her recover. He just kept thrusting up into her. "I can't, ugh, believe, ugh, what you're, ugh, doing to me, ugh, ugh, OH...Goooddd!" she cried.

"There's something you can do for me, my slut," he grunted. James had broken out into a sweat now and his forehead looked strained.

"Ugh...Yess...oh...god...anything...ugh...so goood...ugh," she replied.

James kissed her nipple and fell back on the bed, looking up at her. "I'm gonna cum soon."

Shabina was surprised he had lasted this long, although in all honesty she knew she shouldn't be so surprised. Anwar would have ejaculated within minutes at the pace James was going and James had been at it for what felt like an eternity now. He was younger than her husband Anwar whose best years were behind him now but even then the age difference wasn't huge, she was mystified and amazed by this black man's stamina.

"What do you...ugh...oh God... want?" She cried.

"Getting close," he answered.

She suddenly knew what he wanted and she didn't hesitate for a single moment because she wanted it too so she gave it to him.

"In my cunt...yes...in my...cum in my, ugh...ohh God in my cunt...fill...my...'....cunt...with...your...seeed!" She panted.

"Oh yeah, take it my slut...TAKE IT!" Growled James, thrusting up and holding his cock in her.

"Yes!" Screamed Shabina as the first huge jet of sperm struck her womb.

Unbelievably, it triggered a third orgasm which lasted as long as James's cock continued blasting sperm inside her pussy. Shabina couldn't really tell, but it felt like he was filling up her cunt with more of his seed than yesterday.

When he was done cumming, he released his hold on her ass and let her fall on top of him. She grabbed his cheeks and pulled her mouth over to his. They kissed for several minutes with his cock plugging her pussy full of his semen.

"You loved that didn't you, You loved my black cock filling up your married '. cunt," said James between kisses.

"Yes...oh yessss!" She replied.

Shabina slowly slid off James's cock, but kept the head in her. He was still huge, but it had gone limp.

"Oh God...I'm going to have to run to the bathroom once you pull out this black monster and unplug my '. cunt. Because I am going to leak all over the place," she said laughing.

James laughed and yanked his cock out. Shabina gasped in shock and leaped off the bed, racing to the bathroom. She hadn't been wrong, liquefied semen poured out of her pussy, dripping on the bed, floor, and coating her thighs. She squatted over the toilet and scooped out as much as she could with toilet paper. She was a little worried about James cumming in her and the consequences that could come with it. But she couldn't deny how good it felt to be filled with his cum but it also made her feel a little guilty. Letting James cum in her and taking off her veil was the ultimate betrayal of her marriage and she felt horrible yet fantastic at the same time. She knew that she was a whore for feeling like that but if she had to do it again, she wouldn't do anything differently.

Shabina walked out of the bathroom and James stood up off the bed to greet her. Her eyes automatically focusing on the big black snake swinging freely between his legs. "It's late," he said, "why don't you cook me some dinner?"

Shabina glanced at the clock, looking at in shock at how the afternoon had flown by. "Alright. Why not? I'm sure I can whip something up." She reached for her abaya where she had left it on the floor earlier.

"Oh no," said James smiling. "If you're going to cook for me, you will do it nude or if you prefer, you may put your veil back on."

Shabina giggled and dropped the abaya and picked up the veil to put back on.

"I have some beef chops thawing why don't you go get it cooked and ready for me?" He ordered her.

"Yes, master," she replied smiling. She didn't even bat an eyelid at the thought of handling Beef as she had already handled something far more..

"Good little slut, I am indeed your master" replied James, grinning wryly. James liked hearing her call him master it fed his ego and made his cock twitch.

"Now go cook me dinner, my slut." James playfully spanked her ass as shabina turned to head downstairs. "I'll be down, when I clean up."

shabina walked downstairs. It felt weird walking around in just tony's shirt on. Shabina had just slipped the beef chops in the oven when James entered the room. Shabina turned to smile at him and gasped. James was still nude! James walked over to the couch and watched her work.

Shabina took some frozen vegetables from out of the freezer while strange emotions assaulted her body and soul. As shabina remembered how shabina would cook Anwar a big meal after a good fuck session. Shabina had just had the best and most passionate sex of her life. Now shabina stood cooking for her satisfied man, that was not her husband. Yet shabina was happy to the point of giddiness while shabina finished cooking, shabina made her self a sandwich.

After dinner, shabina cleaned off the table and started washing the dishes. James stepped up behind her, reached around and squeezed her big tits. James thrust his crotch against her ass. Shabina moaned while his cock hardened. James lifted the side of her long hair and kissed her neck. Pulling one hand back and putting it on his hard cock. James pushed her out the door and shabina ended up leading him up the stairs by his cock.

shabina soon found herself on all fours on her on the same dishevelled and cum stained bed while James slowly thrust in and out of her.

James's strong black hands grabbed her hips tightly, pulling her back onto his cock. Somehow, even in this impersonal position, James made her feel like shabina was being made love to and not fucked. Even when his fat thumb worked its way inside her anus, shabina still felt like he was showing her his love and the large orgasm Shabina had didn't hurt. Even when James removed his thumb and pulled his well-soaked cock out of her pussy, placing it against her tight rosebud, shabina felt he was still making love to her, but in a different way as Shabina felt pressure on her sphincter. It never occurred to her to deny him.

"Remember what I promised you yesterday, and I keep my promises. So get ready because your '. ass hole is about to be defiled!!" James screamed.

"oh...god!!" Shabina moaned in anticipation of what was about to come.

James was as slow and as gentle as possible letting her ass get used to his large cock. James pushed a little in each time, stopping when shabina jumped and tried to pull herself away. Then James would proceed a little more. Months ago before her lust for James had grown to a crazy amount this was disgusting sinful act. Afterall, in the holy book anal sex was prohibited, yet here she was getting her '. ass fucked by big black infidel cock. tony's cock was stretching her to the limit. Shabina ass felt like it was being ripped apart It hurt her but shabina couldn't deny the fact that she was loving it with each passing moment.

"You love having a big black cock shoved up your '. ass?" James asked her.

"OH...god forgive me, but I do," shabina whispered. "Fuck my '. ass, JAMES...OH GOD IT HURTS!"

James did just that. James thrust forwards while pulling her back onto his cock. Shabina was never able to take more than ten inches, but the ten filled her good for now. It felt great, but there was something missing, something else that she wanted. Shabina felt like such a slut when Shabina realized what it was. Shabina wanted another big black cock in her cunt whilst another fucked her ass. shabina mind immediately went to the young black man Jerome on the bus. Shabina pictured Jerome beneath her thrusting his big cock deep in her pussy while sucking her breasts and shabina came. It was a small orgasm compared to her last, but bigger than any she'd had with her husband and it was solely from having her ass fucked.

James growled and thrust forwards. Shabina bowels immediately felt soaked. James yanked his cock back and out just in time to shoot several long strands of sperm across her back, some of it hit the back of her shirt.

James turned her around and forced his cock down her throat. James wanted her to taste her ass hole on his cock. Instead of resisting shabina sucked his cock even more hungrily savouring the taste of her ass on his cock as her shirt covered body bobbed up and down. Shabina ignored how foul the taste was and suck the huge black monster because that's what James wanted her to do.

Afterwards, James went to pee and clean up. Shabina exchanged places with him, taking a quick shower and struggling to get all the semen off her back. When she returned to the bedroom James was asleep.

Shabina left him there and went downstairs to call Anwar and tell him about how she and her cousin had was enjoying. Shabina lied the whole time, not feeling an ounce of guilt. By the way, Shabina had absolutely no desire to call Anwar because the happiness that James had given to Shabina, Shabina had forgotten about her husband Anwar. But all this was necessary to act as a conservative wife. James had completely satisfied her and she'd never felt more like a woman then at that moment. After talking with Anwar, Shabina headed back upstairs and quietly slipped into bed beside the snoring black man.

Shabina moaned in her sleep as Shabina laid on her side. Shabina's legs were spreading as something slid back and forth between her thighs. Shabina nipples were being pinched and tugged. Shabina opened her eyes and blinked as the bedroom lights was on. Shabina was still waking up when James's cock slipped inside her from behind. Shabina was soon thrusting her hips back, twisting herself so that Shabina could lean back and kiss him. James lifted her leg so James could angle his cock in better and they made love like that for several minutes. they was in spooning position.

Eventually, James grabbed her tightly and rolled her on top of him. James's arms reached around to fondle her breasts while Shabina turned her head to kiss him.

"I want you in deeper inside of me master...oh god...your veili slut wants it deeper," Shabina moaned to him.

Shabina sat up and rode his cock while facing away from him. Shabina could see her tight light brown body in the wall mirror sitting on james's dark black form. Shabina found it very erotic and so sinful. shabina jumped off him and spun around so that she could face him. This time they kissed again while she mounted him. They were still kissing twenty minutes later when james's cock sprayed another load of his infidel seed directly into her '. womb. Shabina's scream of pleasure was muffled by his lips as she came with squirt of his cock.

Shabina collapsed on top of him and turned her head to rest. His cock remained hard for awhile, slowly softening and shrinking until a stream of semen was able to leak on their crotches from her flooded womb. Shabina fell asleep still joined with the black man, their crotches a sticky mess.

James awoke at dawn and was delighted by the sight of a beautiful big breasted '. woman with dark raven hair serving him breakfast in bed. The ravenous black man accepted the tray and began shovelling beef chopsticks and eggs in his mouth while shabina began taking her special forbidden breakfast sausage in her mouth. James's cock was still soft when she swallowed it, but it quickly hardened. Shabina was pleased to see that at some point during the night, James had washed his crotch of their combined crusty fluids and James was relatively clean. James kept eating while shabina gave him a slow luxurious blow job. James finished breakfast before shabina finished hers and moved the tray over to her side of the bed, looking down at her while shabina looked up at him. His stare made her bob her head faster. Shabina was getting familiar to the signs his cock gave as it approached orgasm.

The cock head swelled in her throat and shabina was completely prepared when it blew. Her cheeks swelled out, but shabina didn't spill a drop, swallowing every bit and milking his mighty shaft for every last drop. When shabina was satisfied, she had drained his balls dry, shabina released his cock, gave the little bit of his urethra that was visible through his foreskin a little kiss as she gasped for air.

Not long after the blowjob they were at it again one last time. Shabina had put on the spare abaya and veil she had brought with her as she reluctantly prepared to leave but James had other plans. As he forced her to take off her abaya and told her to keep the veil on this time. James got even more of a kick out of fucking her when shabina had the veil on, as James was fucking a 'true' '. woman.

James wasted no time as he lined up his cock to shabina's wet cunt. James was working it in and out of her, trying to get it in deeper. Slowly but surely tony was completely inside of her. Shabina  felt the now amazing feeling of being full and stretched wide at the same time. It felt fantastic to be penetrated so deeply. James fucked her faster and faster, more brutal than before. Any notion of making love had gone out the window. James had one goal and that was to fill her cunt full of cum and send her packing to her husband for today.

Shabina began thrash wildly as she began to cum. Her cunt tightened around james's cock as he began to blow load after load of cum deep inside her '. pussy. Shabina could barely stand as she put back on her abaya. James walked her to the door. Before they parted, they shared a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining and exploring each others mouths. They both parted reluctantly from the kiss, Shabina more so.

"Rest up my veili slut. I will see you in a couple of days," James said as he smacked her ass.

"Can't wait!" Yelped Shabina as her ass stung.

Soon Shabina was on the bus on her way to her husband, her ass was still extremely sore as she sat there thinking about all that had transpired. It was not long before she was home and in her husband's arms as James's cum trickled down her thighs under her abaya. Shabina smiled to her self as she felt it trickle down.

To be continued...

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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.

How did you like the sex story of my with negro old man. please comment.
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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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"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.