Fucking the black landlord's son

When I was late with the rent, the landlord's son came to collect.

We were cuddling after a fuck that I will not long forget. I had completely enjoyed being fucked by this young black stud, even though I had not had any intention of it happening. I looked at my hand. His cock was still dripping cum. My engagement and wedding rings were covered with cum from his black cock.

My name is Doris. I am a 42-year-old white female, and I just had glorious sex with a muscular 19-year-old black man. It was the first time I had ever been touched in any way by a black man. His name is Aaron. He is the son of our landlord. We were nine days overdue paying our rent. I had been ignoring his father’s phone calls, so he knocked on our door. “I am here to collect the rent. If you do not have it, I also have an eviction notice.”

My husband was at work and would not be home for another three hours. “Please, we only need two more days. Then my husband’s pay will be deposited in our bank. I can give you a check now but you cannot cash it for two days. Please.” I picked up the check book and a pen.

Aaron looked me up and down and smiled. “I think my father would be OK with that.” He stepped close in front of me. “I would need to get some kind of interest for being willing to wait.”

“I’ll write it for an extra twenty dollars. Will that be OK?”

He reached out and his large hands grasped my breasts. “That’s not what I was thinking about.” My mind told me to pull away but my body did not move. We both felt my nipples harden. I gasped.

“I couldn’t do that. I’m married and you’re (b----). The word black did not finish coming out. Just the first letter did. It quickly changed to, you’re b---- , so much younger than I am.” It wasn’t that I was a prude or even a racist. Stan and I had a few other couples that we occasionally wife swapped with, but I had never cheated on my husband. I had two children who were about the same age as Aaron. They were both away to college.

I stood there, unable to speak or move as Aaron unbuttoned my blouse. I was not wearing a bra. Soon my 34-D boobs were on display. They sagged a little, but not bad considering their size. He leaned down and started sucking on my nipples, first one and then the other. I moaned, I felt my bottom dampen and I pressed my chest tighter to his face. I love having my tits played with. I knew that I was not going to stop him. Reaching down with one hand, he unfastened his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He was not wearing underwear. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed down. That I did not react, he pushed a little harder.

I went down to my knees. His very black cock was right in front of my face. He was about the same length as my husband but considerable thicker. I leaned forward and licked the pre-cum off of his cockhead. It was clear, slippery and almost tasteless. I opened my mouth and took him in. It was a tight fit. I took about five inches and started fucking his cock with my face. I sucked hard enough that my cheeks pulled in and I made sure that my tongue rubbed against the underside of his cockhead.

After several minutes my jaw was starting to ache. I was hoping he would hurry up and come. Then he pulled away, picked me up and carried me to my bed. He lay me on my back and took hold of my slacks. I lifted my butt so it was easier for him to pull them off. Both my slacks and bikini panties slid down my legs and were tossed on the floor. In seconds, we were both naked. I expected to be in for a rough fuck. I had always heard, and the porn I had seen always showed black men as being very aggressive and demanding when fucking.

Aaron put his hand inside of my knees and spread me wide. He looked down and saw that I was bald down there. “I see that you shave. I bet that means that you are a very hot fuck. Do you fuck guys other than your husband?” I didn’t answer. Rather than pouncing on me and nailing me to the bed, he dropped his head between my legs, spread my labia with his tongue and found my clit. I jumped. Aaron was a very good pussy eater. His tongue licked my clit and his lips sucked it. He probed deeply into my fuck hole. I looked down and saw his short, tightly curled black hair on the top of his head as he ate me out.

I was right on the edge of an orgasm when he stopped. My mind silently screamed, “No, don’t stop. I’m just about there.” Before the feeling could subside, he moved up and I felt his thick black manhood easily slide in to my wet and inviting cunt. I had never been stretched so wide. It felt wonderful. Because I was already on the edge of an orgasm, it only took seconds for his black shaft to make me come. I had a wonderful strong climax. I grabbed the sheets. My head rolled from side to side and my eyes closed tightly. Aaron started stroking into me. He was going deep and firmly but not roughly as I had expected.

Five minutes passed and he was still making my insides feel delightful. The color contrast between his liquorish stick and my snow-white clam shell was a striking sight. I reached down and cupped his balls. More minutes had passed when I felt his ball sack tighten. We both climaxed at the same time. He held himself deep inside me as his cum pumped out of his nuts, down his shaft and into me. I was his sperm receptacle. I shook. My mouth was wide open, but no sound came out. I was not worried that he did not have a condom on. After we had our two children, I had my tubes tied. I love the feeling of cum filling me. Aaron filled me with so much that some was running out onto the bed. I knew I would have to wash the sheets.

To my surprise he paused but did not pull out. He stayed hard and was soon fucking me again. I lifted my hips it time with his thrusts. You could hear the sloshing as his cock worked on my pussy. Because he had already come, he lasted even longer this time. It must have been ten minutes before we both shared another simultaneous orgasm. Finally, it was over and he rolled to my side. We were cuddling after a fuck that I will not long forget. I had completely enjoyed being fucked by this young black stud, even though I had not had any intention of it happening. I looked at my hand. His cock was still dripping cum. My engagement and wedding rings were covered with cum from his black cock. Without even thinking, I kissed him. His soft, thick lips felt different but nice. Then without being told to, I went down on him and sucked all evidence of our coupling off if his half hard dick. He got up and dressed. “Dad will deposit the check in two days. The money to cover it had better be there.” He was gone.
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Now, about three times a week, after Stan leaves for work, Aaron shares my bed. Some days he just wants a blowjob and other days we might fuck for a couple of hours. I look forward to his knock on the door. I greet him either in a see thru nightie of with nothing at all on. We always do it before lunch time because I want to be sure I am cleaned out and tight again before going to bed with Stan.

It has been three wonderfully sexy months now. I am thinking that maybe I should tell Stan. The only thing that does not feel right is that I am cheating on him. If I tell him and let him find other women to fuck without me, that might make it better. I'm not going to stop fucking Aaron. That is not an option. Should I tell my husband?
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