I am a hot wife with an attractive but unusual fetish. I love being tied up, chained to my bed, kept on my knees with my head held down, and then fucked hard and rough from behind. Doggie style is my favorite position, and I am in aw of any black god who knows how to make me come in that position. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy fucking in other positions. Doggie style, however, is the one
that gets my boiling pumping. It gets my comjuices gushing. And as long as I'm within a depth stud who knows what I want and how to give it to me, then I'm all in for the ride. And when I say stud, you ought to know whom I'm referring to. Black men. White boys don't fucking cut it for me. I'm married to one white boy already who's worthless in bed and knows it. The last thing I want is another wasting my time. Black men are fantastic and utterly amazing in and out
of the bedroom. Any black man is welcome in my home, in my bed as long as he's got a terrific cock and isn't afraid to use it on a craven b b W horse such as myself. I crave sex. As most big and beautiful woman of my size wood. I can stay indoors for an entire week as long as I'm not starved of a good dick. Whether it's multiple black men or any of my fabulous choice of lovers deciding to come by for a nightcap, it matters none to me. Bring the dick,
that's all I want. I love it when a bull humbles me, puts me in my submissive place, lets me know who's the boss in the bedroom, and then gets to fuck me. However, he wants the wilder the better, which is why I loved being tied up or bound. My husband loves it too. He loves standing beside the bed in his briefs watching other men fuck me in his presence. He loves it when the men laugh at him, they tell him what a worthless piece of shit he is for
not being capable of handling a big and sexy woman like me. I remember one bull telling him that he would come over every Saturday to fuck me, and that my husband should always keep a cold beer waiting before he arrives. The bull kept his word, and so did my pathetic husband not every black bull is a winner, though it's not unusual to encounter a bull who can't keep up with my insatiable hunger. Some bulls are more efficient at making me
come with their tongue as opposed to their cock. Other bulls enjoy me riding them than wanting to slam me from behind. I have no qualms with that either. I do love to ride black cock. I love it when they pot and caress my massive but while I'm gasping and working on their shaft. Sometimes I settle on my haunches while they work their hips, fucking me fast and hard. Oh, it's such a terrific feeling having their ball slap against
my clit. Whenever I'm in that position, I get to grab their shoulders or rest my hands on their torso and beg them not to stop. I plead with them not to fucking stop feeding me their huge dick. It's good to ride a black cock. It's fantastic, However, to get pounded by one from behind. I love it when they smack my booty, pull my hair, reach forward and squeeze my giant titties. Even better when they lean further and bite on my air lobe. Telling me how sweet they love my
pussy and a hundred more dirty stuff. The best is when they get the clever idea of reaching between my thighs to massage my clt That makes me wild and makes me come faster than you can whisper my name. My body starts to rumble, like an earthquake happening inside my gut. The rumble gets me moaning and whimpering loud. That's when I get to jerking backwards harder, wanting more and more of that black dick to crush my womb. Sometimes my husband
comes to my aid and grabs my hand. He knows it when I'm about to climax and loves being around for that. If the bull is an intelligent dude, he gets to quicken his pace and I get to love the feel of his cock and balls, stretching my cunt lips and slapping harder against my labia. It gets better when he grabs me by my waist, tenses up, and empties his sack of balls inside my cunt. Yes, I love
being bred. I love the feel of that first spurt of come as it shoots inside my womb, throwing me up in ways that no white boy ever can. My husband loves it, as he then gets to have me lie on my back and clean every droplet of come off my pussy. Sometimes he gets to clean the bulls cock if they allow. Sometimes we both get to suck cock together and lick each other's face when we're done. Several days ago, on a Saturday, a bull once approached me when I was at a
nearby whole food store. He'd noticed him when I was at the fruit issle, but thought nothing serious about him. My husband was beside me, and he noticed nothing, as he usually didn't. It wasn't until after I'd paid for my stuff and was about to leave the shop that the man came by and introduced himself. He was handsome and highly confident about himself, a quality I love in black men. He said he'd noticed the Queen of Spade's anklet I had on my leg, which compelled him to ask me out on a
date. We exchanged numbers and told him to give me a call. We shook hands and he told me he would do that. My husband asked if I knew the fellow from before. I told him not to bother asking dumb questions and for us to head home. The man's name was Eric, and he called as promised. He said he would be free on Monday. I told him, no problem and gave him my address. I spent that evening waxing my legs, and later got my husband to shave my pussy for me.
That's one of his favorite menial jobs he's always anxious to fulfill. It was too bad he would be at work when Eric came by. I kept that to myself, knowing he would feel hurt if he found out. Monday arrived, and Eric called around noon to say he was on his way. I told him I was wayed. I wore my favorite lingerie and was ready when he knocked at my door. I welcomed him inside and wasted no time
getting to know him in my very own special way. I led him to my bedroom, sat on the bed, unzipped the fly of his jeans, and got to sucking his cock, as I was meant to do whenever I was in the midst of a black king. He was very appreciative of my welcoming action and grabbed my head, urging me to keep sucking him. I finished getting Eric hard, and then helped him to get out of his clothes.
I told him what I wanted him to do to me. I presented him with a pair of handcuffs, and he knew right away what he was meant to do. Eric got me to kneel on the bed and cuffed my wrists behind my back. I bent forward, sticking my massive but into the air. He ripped my panties off me and ate my pussy from behind. I loved the wet feel of his tongue and couldn't stop squirming. But I
wanted his cock more. He had the right side and I was itching to see him use it on me. Eric drew closer and introduced his cock into my vagina. I groaned and squealed and jerked my buttock backwards. He slapped my butt and told me he was in charge. He eased in and out of my cunt. My pussy farted repeatedly. That indicated that I wanted more of his girth. I bawled up my fists, unable to move my arms as he got busy tearing into me. He upped his pace and got to
fucking me harder. I loved it. He was everything I wanted in a strong black man. Eric fucked me hard, steady, and later As I thought I was getting used to his girth, he got to fucking me faster. I groaned and bit down on the bed sheets. He grabbed my hair and yanked my face off the bed. I gasped as he jammed his entire dick inside my pussy and began rotating his hips, stretching every corner of my hole. He breathed into my year. He told me that he was about
to come. I moaned and told him to come inside me. I was happy he hadn't bothered about wearing a condom. I wanted everything he had to give me. Eric groaned and quickened his pace. I moaned in unison as I felt his cock expanding inside my cunt. Eventually, he released himself seconds after I reached my own climax. It was such a terrific union we made. Too bad my husband wasn't there to witness it. We fixed a date before the weekend. I told him to bring some clothes because I intend to
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