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Outside the house the early morning had silenced the evening conversations of crickets. The moans from love-making that had occurred between Christy and Reggie much of the night had also ceased. In that quiet interval before the birds had yet to begin their songs, light slowly replaced the sleepy darkness in Christy's bedroom, causing her to wake.
Her pussy felt all crusty. How could she keep doing this with Reggie? It wasn't an act she performed for him to protect her family anymore. She had allowed herself to really become his girlfriend.
Christy turned to find Reggie lying beside her, staring at her with his eyes wide open as if he had been waiting for her to wake.
His hand glided down her tummy and between her legs. "Good morning, baby. My cock is hard again and aches bad."
His cock was hard and hurt him badly every morning and all the time it seemed. Christy couldn't believe his sex drive. How could he possibly be horny again after having sex with her practically all night, until just a few hours ago?
Her Grandpa used to call black men jungle bunnies. She always thought it a racist expression. But she never had a relationship with a black man before either. Perhaps it was an accurate description if all black men were this virile like Reggie.
Grandpa would never approve of her doing this with a black man. Her parents would have a hard time accepting it as well. They were all from a different time and from a world where a black man with a white woman was taboo. She had always been the good girl who sought their approval and did the right thing. But her relationship with Reggie had started in her effort to protect them.
"I shouldn't have sex with you again."
Reggie rolled on his back and pulled her onto him. "Get on top and put my cock in your pussy like a good girl. You gonna start making love to me now, baby."
Christy was hesitant to make love to him, but she had already crossed a boundary with Reggie and really was his girlfriend. Now she sought to be a good girl in his eyes and have his approval. She slithered on to his muscular frame.
"Now put my cock in your pussy."
She reached down and fed his shaft into her slit, slowly impaling herself on it. "Tell me when you're going to cum, okay Reggie?"
"Ah...okay, baby. I will. I love you. Your tight pussy feel real good."
Once she took him fully inside her, he firmly grabbed her hips with his large hands and guided her movements until she instinctively took over. She leaned forward against his hard body and her erect nipples poked into his chest.
"That's good," Reggie encouraged. "Oh, I love you, baby."
"Oh, I love you too, Reggie. You feel so good inside me."
Since the first time he took Christy, the same audience of photographs on her dresser had witnessed and continued to watch all the indecent acts Reggie performed with her— viewed the black man defile their white princess and gradually steal her from them. Behind these pictures stood a mirror and Reggie observed the reflection of Christy's beautiful curves and her smooth, firm, buttocks — her perfectly shaped ass humping his slick, black rod. He could see the pink membranes of her labia appearing and disappearing as she slid up and down on his shaft, coating it with her silky secretions like a hot scene in a pornographic movie.
The entire situation seemed surreal to Christy. A month ago, she had never thought about being with another person besides Dave. Her contact with people outside of her own race had been limited. Now she was fucking this incredibly muscular black man with an insanely large penis and she was falling in love with him.
"Oh my God, oh," Christy moaned as her eyes rolled in their sockets. She orgasmed so quickly with Reggie. Dave never made her cum like this.
The phone rang, jerking Christy back to reality like an alarm clock abruptly waking her from an enjoyable dream. It must be Dave calling before work, she thought. She started lifting herself off Reggie, but his hands held firmly around her hips and forced her back down.
"Don't stop until we finished, baby."
"But my phone..."
Her pelvic motions subtly resumed.
"That's it...keep loving me real nice, no interruptions. You don't want to leave me with this painful hard-on, do you? It'll hurt me even worse if you stop now."
She didn't want him to hurt more. Christy shook her head, slowly sliding her pussy up and down on Reggie's cock while he reached for her phone.
"No, don't answer it, Reggie."
He answered it anyway. She prayed it wasn't Dave calling.
"Hi Dave, how you doing, man?" Reggie asked.
Christy's heart pounded in her chest as she heard Reggie say her husband's name. Her fear quickly became anger. She was making love to Reggie and it was Dave's fault. Dave wanted her to treat Reggie better and be nice to him and now she was doing it. Dave was unwittingly chatting on the phone with the man his wife was fucking, while she was actually fucking him. Dave was clueless!
Reggie had been fucking her for weeks and Dave never suspected. Didn't he worry that Reggie might make a pass at her while he was gone? He had only asked her once about the possibility and readily accepted her lie. He never questioned the excuses she gave him for the marks Reggie left on her; didn't notice how often she changed their bed sheets, and most hurtful of all, he didn't seem to miss having sex with her very much.
Why wasn't Dave persistent when she declined his advances? Her refusals never stopped Reggie from taking her. Reggie couldn't resist her and wanted her more than Dave and now she was Reggie's girlfriend.
"Fine. You see that Lakers game? Me neither, buddy." Reggie grinned at her while listening to Dave on the phone. "I've been busy with school, man, doing a lot of studying for final exams. Yeah, I'll be happy to help her if she needs anything. She right here. Hold on."
Reggie handed Christy her phone.
Christy looked mortified. How could she speak with Dave while Reggie's cock was inside her— while she was fucking Reggie?
She had no choice but to talk to him.
"Hi Dave, how are you?" she asked.
She struggled to focus on her conversation with Dave and momentarily stopped moving her hips. Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands, and again forced her to resume riding on his penis. She quietly listened to her husband on her phone and absently replied to him while she slowly fucked Reggie. "Uh-huh... yea... okay...I guess."
Reggie embraced her, then parted her ass cheeks and pressed his index finger into her anus. She didn't want Dave to hear, so she silently allowed Reggie to proceed. If Dave only knew the type of studying Reggie was doing, he would have felt differently about his supposed friend.
"Relax, baby," Reggie whispered in Christy's other ear as he pushed his finger deep inside her tight, pink asshole. "You gonna like this."
"Ooh... Dave. I miss you so much," Christy exclaimed while in Reggie's embrace, her naked body against his, his cock and finger deep inside her.
Her voice sounded different to Dave, almost erotic.
"What are you doing right now?" Dave inquired.
"Um, I'm getting ready to do laundry. Reggie wants me to try some new detergent he bought."
"If you need anything while I'm gone, Reggie said he'll be glad to help you," Dave told her.
Dave had no idea how Reggie was already helping her.
Reggie's finger went all the way up Christy's anus, with the rest of his hand firmly grasping the crack between her two cheeks. She had never felt anything like having a gigantic cock in her pussy and a large finger working her asshole at the same time. The double penetration was incredible. She was a virgin to anal sex and she didn't know how erogenous that part of her body could be.
She had to get off the phone quickly, before one of them lost control and moaned, before something was accidentally said that would raise Dave's suspicions. Christy pretended to have a bad signal. "What's that honey? Hello? Dave? Can you hear me? If you can hear me, I love you and I'll call you back later..."
Christy ended Dave's call and turned off her phone, so he couldn't call back.
"You told him you loved him," Reggie said to her after she turned her phone off. "Now tell me how much you love me."
The phone slipped from her hand, landing on the floor next to the bed.
"Oh, Reggie, I'm your girlfriend and you're inside me. I'm making love to you, but I'll say it too if you also need to hear it. I love you, Reggie." She French-kissed him, her hands running up his hard body, across his burly chest and around his neck.
She had thought she loved Dave, but this powerful gangster ignited something more in Christy. He was an alpha male, and she had been left unprotected for him to take too many times. He bought her expensive gifts, wanted to love and care for her, and the intimate things he did to her body kept forcing her to experience pleasure from him. She had resisted, but his constant perverted attacks seeped into her psyche and gradually saturated it. She had learned to like sex with Reggie and she developed feelings for him, as he had predicted she would.
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Dave reclined in his comfortable living room chair, sipping another beer and watching the Cowboys play against the Dolphins with Reggie. "It's good to be back, buddy. I missed seeing the games while I was in Amarillo."
Sharing their home with Reggie turned out to be a fantastic arrangement that allowed them to keep their house. But Reggie received a far better bargain from Dave than Dave ever realized.
Dave didn't notice the changes that occurred between his wife and Reggie — how much friendlier they had become; how she sat close to Reggie on the couch when watching television; how her eyes would sometimes follow Reggie when he walked into the room.
Dave knew his wife, and she would never cheat on him.
Christy wore red bikini briefs made of silk that Reggie had bought for her to bed that evening. Dave lay beside her, gently rubbing Christy's shoulders, not realizing the sexy lingerie she wore were gifts from another man who she was fucking. It had been a long time and Dave missed having sex with his wife.
Dave put on his condom and began making love to Christy with what now reminded her of a little boy's penis. She recognized how deficient Dave was having been with a man so much larger and stronger.
Penis size had become important to her, regardless of what some experts claimed. Dave simply didn't have what she needed. Because of Reggie she had acquired a penchant for big black cock. She missed Reggie's hard muscles, the ways he held her, kissed her, touched her, the sensation of his large, unsheathed penis, his deep penetration, the unity and closeness to him from the combination of these things, and she became frustrated with Dave.
She couldn't cum, but she faked orgasm to conceal her disappointment and finally welcomed Dave's premature ejaculation. "Oh, you feel so good inside me. I love you," she cried.
While they had been making love, Dave thought there was something strange about his wife, although he wasn't sure what. She seemed distant, like her mind was elsewhere, and she felt different to him from how he remembered.
***************************************
Reggie phoned one of his lieutenants with an order. "Hi Byron, how sales going?"
It was a rhetorical question. Demand for i*****l d**gs was always good and sales were always up, unless there was a major bust.
Reggie added, "Hey dog, I need you to get me more of them Sleeping Beauties. I've only got a few left."
Reggie had earned his high-ranking status in the d**g trade by never using the garbage he dealt. He had other plans for the pharmaceutical grade compound used medically for anesthesia and on the street, mixed with heroin and a few other naughty substances, as a date **** d**g. He had gone through most of his supply.
After speaking with Byron and placing his order, Reggie grabbed two beers from the refrigerator and opened them.
Dave sat on his recliner, Christy by herself on the sofa. She briefly noticed how the brown beer bottles Reggie held matched his gorgeous mocha complexion.
Reggie smiled handing Dave the bottle of Michelob he had already opened for him in the kitchen, condensation dripping down the cold glass like beads of sweat. "Here you go, bro. Drink up."
After bumping bottles with Reggie in a toast, Dave guzzled his third brew.
A little while later, Dave dozed off, the dim glow from the television providing the only light in the room and giving each of their complexions a ghostly appearance.
Christy had fallen asleep as well, her head resting on Reggie's shoulder. Reggie's hand rubbed her inner thigh and then stealthily moved to her crotch. He unbuttoned her pants and slid his hand inside her panties.
"Oh, yes, oh, that feels good," Christy quietly murmured in her sleep. "Oh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you." She was having a familiar dream as he masturbated her. She awoke, grabbed his wrist and tried prying his hand out of her pants.
"No, Reggie. Stop. Not now and not here. Dave will wake up and see us," she whispered. If Dave woke it wouldn't be good.
"He ain't waking up tonight, so don't you worry about him, baby. I've taken care of that."
Christy wasn't sure exactly what Reggie meant, but he pulled her onto his lap as if Dave wasn't there.
Reggie's fingers moved faster inside Christy's pants and her face contorted from an orgasm. "No, please stop," she quietly mewled, Reggie defiantly pulling down her jeans and panties right in front of her husband.
Wet sounds filled the room. They faced Dave with her legs spread open as she straddled Reggie's lap.
Reggie flashed Dave the pink insides of his wife's glistening pussy, gingerly separating her labia with his black fingers. Dave, however, peacefully slept, ignorant of all that was occurring in front of him.
How could he just sleep there like that while Reggie m*****ed her right in front of him? How could he let this keep happening to her without ever coming to her rescue? She twisted with discomfort, Reggie's arm around her thin waist holding her in his lap. Her fidgeting subsided as orgasm approached. Reggie removed Christy's shirt and bra, his hand sliding to her cute breasts, tweaking her nipples, and his other hand working her quivering pussy.
Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, fearful of Dave waking and seeing them, and angry that he kept sleeping and didn't help her.
Reggie pulled down his gym shorts and placed his enormous, brown cock inside Christy's tight, pink cunt. Her tiny body writhed on his huge pole, his fingers messaging her engorged clit. His black rod travelled in and out of her tight pink folds. The way his entire cock fit inside her seemed to defy the laws of physics. Dave continued peacefully sleeping while his gorgeous wife was fucked by Reggie right in front of him.
She silently squirmed in Reggie's lap, trying to stop before Dave woke; but Dave never opened his eyes.
Reggie took his time. He grabbed Christy's chin, turned her face and they French-kissed.
"Mmmm, mmmm," Christy moaned while his tongue explored her mouth. Her hips began moving with more determination, euphoria bonding them together along with his deep penetration Dave was incapable of delivering. She didn't care anymore if Dave saw them. Dave, it seemed, had been asleep since Reggie moved in with them — all those times he went to work and left her for Reggie to take.
Reggie came and his semen filled her completely, flowing down his shaft, while her throbbing cunt milked every squirt from him. It was the wee hour of the morning when Christy left his lap. She spoke softly into his ear, "Come to bed with me, okay?"
Reggie gladly followed and the two went to bed, leaving Dave alone in the living room to sleep off what Reggie had secretly put in his beer.
*************
Spring and Summer had passed, the days grew shorter, and the trees began losing their leaves. The cold night wind carried on lonely conversations with the eaves of the house while Dave slept soundly.
Christy stared into Reggie's dark brown eyes as he prepared to enter her. "Promise me you won't hurt him when he finds out."
"I promise I'll always take care of you and I won't hurt him."
"Are you sure he won't wake up tonight?"
Reggie sunk his cock into her warm welcoming pussy. "We won't have to worry about him this evening, baby."
They seldom worried about Dave waking anymore, and he was never going to find out as Christy feared. Reggie secretly had plans for him. An apparent robbery that would turn deadly awaited Dave the next time he worked late night at the warehouse. The only thing that would be left of Dave would be the wedding picture of him on her dresser, watching every night as Reggie fucked the young widow Dave was going to leave behind. Reggie would have Christy entirely to himself, console her without her ever realizing his involvement in Dave's death.
Like Christy, Reggie had also crossed the tenuous line that sometimes separates love from hate. He could never fully loose his resentment for white folks, but Christy was no longer his vessel for punishing them. She became more than just an object of beauty used for his physical gratification. He cared for her and could never let her go.
The sound of lovemaking — the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two souls lost in passion — grew louder. They left the bedroom door ajar as if no one else was in the house, their two shadowy figures moving in unison as moonlight flooded in through the window.
Reggie's time to be with her had arrived. His shrewd decision to quickly seize opportunity and take advantage of a young, desperate couple lacking sense paid off.
"Oh, ooh, yes. Ooh, uh-huh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you, Reggie. You feel so good inside me."
"Oh, yeah, I love you too, baby, more than anything else. You gonna always be mine. I'm never gonna let you go."
Christy's beautiful blue eyes stared into Reggie's dark brown ones as they made love. She had missed her period last month, and that altered her relationship with him entirely. In eight more months, Dave, her relatives, and her friends would all finally know the truth. Her parents and grandmother would be upset that she cheated on her husband and had sex with a black man, but they would live with it. After all, the baby was going to by their grandc***d. Dave would be angry, but he would either accept it or end their marriage. Regardless, she would never take an innocent, unborn baby's life, so Reggie was soon to be a permanent part of her family.
Perhaps it was a defensive mechanism that distorted her recollection of how her relationship with Reggie had started— the v******e and coercion he had once used on her. As she viewed their history together from greater distances in time, she forgot his early cruelty and overlooked his criminal past. He wanted her more than Dave did. He physically satisfied her more than Dave could, bought her nicer things, and treated her kindly once she had fully accepted him into her life.
The past didn't matter anymore anyway. Part of Reggie was growing inside her. He was the father of the baby in her womb, and her long affair with him would finally become obvious to Dave and everyone else when she gave birth. Everyone would soon know the truth about her relationship with this black man. She loved Reggie and he promised to take care of her and the baby. That was all that mattered.
"Oh, yes, your big black cock feels so good in me. Oh, I'm cumming for you, Reggie. Cum inside me now. I love you, I'll always be your girlfriend, and I'm going to have your beautiful baby."
The End
Her pussy felt all crusty. How could she keep doing this with Reggie? It wasn't an act she performed for him to protect her family anymore. She had allowed herself to really become his girlfriend.
Christy turned to find Reggie lying beside her, staring at her with his eyes wide open as if he had been waiting for her to wake.
His hand glided down her tummy and between her legs. "Good morning, baby. My cock is hard again and aches bad."
His cock was hard and hurt him badly every morning and all the time it seemed. Christy couldn't believe his sex drive. How could he possibly be horny again after having sex with her practically all night, until just a few hours ago?
Her Grandpa used to call black men jungle bunnies. She always thought it a racist expression. But she never had a relationship with a black man before either. Perhaps it was an accurate description if all black men were this virile like Reggie.
Grandpa would never approve of her doing this with a black man. Her parents would have a hard time accepting it as well. They were all from a different time and from a world where a black man with a white woman was taboo. She had always been the good girl who sought their approval and did the right thing. But her relationship with Reggie had started in her effort to protect them.
"I shouldn't have sex with you again."
Reggie rolled on his back and pulled her onto him. "Get on top and put my cock in your pussy like a good girl. You gonna start making love to me now, baby."
Christy was hesitant to make love to him, but she had already crossed a boundary with Reggie and really was his girlfriend. Now she sought to be a good girl in his eyes and have his approval. She slithered on to his muscular frame.
"Now put my cock in your pussy."
She reached down and fed his shaft into her slit, slowly impaling herself on it. "Tell me when you're going to cum, okay Reggie?"
"Ah...okay, baby. I will. I love you. Your tight pussy feel real good."
Once she took him fully inside her, he firmly grabbed her hips with his large hands and guided her movements until she instinctively took over. She leaned forward against his hard body and her erect nipples poked into his chest.
"That's good," Reggie encouraged. "Oh, I love you, baby."
"Oh, I love you too, Reggie. You feel so good inside me."
Since the first time he took Christy, the same audience of photographs on her dresser had witnessed and continued to watch all the indecent acts Reggie performed with her— viewed the black man defile their white princess and gradually steal her from them. Behind these pictures stood a mirror and Reggie observed the reflection of Christy's beautiful curves and her smooth, firm, buttocks — her perfectly shaped ass humping his slick, black rod. He could see the pink membranes of her labia appearing and disappearing as she slid up and down on his shaft, coating it with her silky secretions like a hot scene in a pornographic movie.
The entire situation seemed surreal to Christy. A month ago, she had never thought about being with another person besides Dave. Her contact with people outside of her own race had been limited. Now she was fucking this incredibly muscular black man with an insanely large penis and she was falling in love with him.
"Oh my God, oh," Christy moaned as her eyes rolled in their sockets. She orgasmed so quickly with Reggie. Dave never made her cum like this.
The phone rang, jerking Christy back to reality like an alarm clock abruptly waking her from an enjoyable dream. It must be Dave calling before work, she thought. She started lifting herself off Reggie, but his hands held firmly around her hips and forced her back down.
"Don't stop until we finished, baby."
"But my phone..."
Her pelvic motions subtly resumed.
"That's it...keep loving me real nice, no interruptions. You don't want to leave me with this painful hard-on, do you? It'll hurt me even worse if you stop now."
She didn't want him to hurt more. Christy shook her head, slowly sliding her pussy up and down on Reggie's cock while he reached for her phone.
"No, don't answer it, Reggie."
He answered it anyway. She prayed it wasn't Dave calling.
"Hi Dave, how you doing, man?" Reggie asked.
Christy's heart pounded in her chest as she heard Reggie say her husband's name. Her fear quickly became anger. She was making love to Reggie and it was Dave's fault. Dave wanted her to treat Reggie better and be nice to him and now she was doing it. Dave was unwittingly chatting on the phone with the man his wife was fucking, while she was actually fucking him. Dave was clueless!
Reggie had been fucking her for weeks and Dave never suspected. Didn't he worry that Reggie might make a pass at her while he was gone? He had only asked her once about the possibility and readily accepted her lie. He never questioned the excuses she gave him for the marks Reggie left on her; didn't notice how often she changed their bed sheets, and most hurtful of all, he didn't seem to miss having sex with her very much.
Why wasn't Dave persistent when she declined his advances? Her refusals never stopped Reggie from taking her. Reggie couldn't resist her and wanted her more than Dave and now she was Reggie's girlfriend.
"Fine. You see that Lakers game? Me neither, buddy." Reggie grinned at her while listening to Dave on the phone. "I've been busy with school, man, doing a lot of studying for final exams. Yeah, I'll be happy to help her if she needs anything. She right here. Hold on."
Reggie handed Christy her phone.
Christy looked mortified. How could she speak with Dave while Reggie's cock was inside her— while she was fucking Reggie?
She had no choice but to talk to him.
"Hi Dave, how are you?" she asked.
She struggled to focus on her conversation with Dave and momentarily stopped moving her hips. Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands, and again forced her to resume riding on his penis. She quietly listened to her husband on her phone and absently replied to him while she slowly fucked Reggie. "Uh-huh... yea... okay...I guess."
Reggie embraced her, then parted her ass cheeks and pressed his index finger into her anus. She didn't want Dave to hear, so she silently allowed Reggie to proceed. If Dave only knew the type of studying Reggie was doing, he would have felt differently about his supposed friend.
"Relax, baby," Reggie whispered in Christy's other ear as he pushed his finger deep inside her tight, pink asshole. "You gonna like this."
"Ooh... Dave. I miss you so much," Christy exclaimed while in Reggie's embrace, her naked body against his, his cock and finger deep inside her.
Her voice sounded different to Dave, almost erotic.
"What are you doing right now?" Dave inquired.
"Um, I'm getting ready to do laundry. Reggie wants me to try some new detergent he bought."
"If you need anything while I'm gone, Reggie said he'll be glad to help you," Dave told her.
Dave had no idea how Reggie was already helping her.
Reggie's finger went all the way up Christy's anus, with the rest of his hand firmly grasping the crack between her two cheeks. She had never felt anything like having a gigantic cock in her pussy and a large finger working her asshole at the same time. The double penetration was incredible. She was a virgin to anal sex and she didn't know how erogenous that part of her body could be.
She had to get off the phone quickly, before one of them lost control and moaned, before something was accidentally said that would raise Dave's suspicions. Christy pretended to have a bad signal. "What's that honey? Hello? Dave? Can you hear me? If you can hear me, I love you and I'll call you back later..."
Christy ended Dave's call and turned off her phone, so he couldn't call back.
"You told him you loved him," Reggie said to her after she turned her phone off. "Now tell me how much you love me."
The phone slipped from her hand, landing on the floor next to the bed.
"Oh, Reggie, I'm your girlfriend and you're inside me. I'm making love to you, but I'll say it too if you also need to hear it. I love you, Reggie." She French-kissed him, her hands running up his hard body, across his burly chest and around his neck.
She had thought she loved Dave, but this powerful gangster ignited something more in Christy. He was an alpha male, and she had been left unprotected for him to take too many times. He bought her expensive gifts, wanted to love and care for her, and the intimate things he did to her body kept forcing her to experience pleasure from him. She had resisted, but his constant perverted attacks seeped into her psyche and gradually saturated it. She had learned to like sex with Reggie and she developed feelings for him, as he had predicted she would.
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Dave reclined in his comfortable living room chair, sipping another beer and watching the Cowboys play against the Dolphins with Reggie. "It's good to be back, buddy. I missed seeing the games while I was in Amarillo."
Sharing their home with Reggie turned out to be a fantastic arrangement that allowed them to keep their house. But Reggie received a far better bargain from Dave than Dave ever realized.
Dave didn't notice the changes that occurred between his wife and Reggie — how much friendlier they had become; how she sat close to Reggie on the couch when watching television; how her eyes would sometimes follow Reggie when he walked into the room.
Dave knew his wife, and she would never cheat on him.
Christy wore red bikini briefs made of silk that Reggie had bought for her to bed that evening. Dave lay beside her, gently rubbing Christy's shoulders, not realizing the sexy lingerie she wore were gifts from another man who she was fucking. It had been a long time and Dave missed having sex with his wife.
Dave put on his condom and began making love to Christy with what now reminded her of a little boy's penis. She recognized how deficient Dave was having been with a man so much larger and stronger.
Penis size had become important to her, regardless of what some experts claimed. Dave simply didn't have what she needed. Because of Reggie she had acquired a penchant for big black cock. She missed Reggie's hard muscles, the ways he held her, kissed her, touched her, the sensation of his large, unsheathed penis, his deep penetration, the unity and closeness to him from the combination of these things, and she became frustrated with Dave.
She couldn't cum, but she faked orgasm to conceal her disappointment and finally welcomed Dave's premature ejaculation. "Oh, you feel so good inside me. I love you," she cried.
While they had been making love, Dave thought there was something strange about his wife, although he wasn't sure what. She seemed distant, like her mind was elsewhere, and she felt different to him from how he remembered.
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Reggie phoned one of his lieutenants with an order. "Hi Byron, how sales going?"
It was a rhetorical question. Demand for i*****l d**gs was always good and sales were always up, unless there was a major bust.
Reggie added, "Hey dog, I need you to get me more of them Sleeping Beauties. I've only got a few left."
Reggie had earned his high-ranking status in the d**g trade by never using the garbage he dealt. He had other plans for the pharmaceutical grade compound used medically for anesthesia and on the street, mixed with heroin and a few other naughty substances, as a date **** d**g. He had gone through most of his supply.
After speaking with Byron and placing his order, Reggie grabbed two beers from the refrigerator and opened them.
Dave sat on his recliner, Christy by herself on the sofa. She briefly noticed how the brown beer bottles Reggie held matched his gorgeous mocha complexion.
Reggie smiled handing Dave the bottle of Michelob he had already opened for him in the kitchen, condensation dripping down the cold glass like beads of sweat. "Here you go, bro. Drink up."
After bumping bottles with Reggie in a toast, Dave guzzled his third brew.
A little while later, Dave dozed off, the dim glow from the television providing the only light in the room and giving each of their complexions a ghostly appearance.
Christy had fallen asleep as well, her head resting on Reggie's shoulder. Reggie's hand rubbed her inner thigh and then stealthily moved to her crotch. He unbuttoned her pants and slid his hand inside her panties.
"Oh, yes, oh, that feels good," Christy quietly murmured in her sleep. "Oh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you." She was having a familiar dream as he masturbated her. She awoke, grabbed his wrist and tried prying his hand out of her pants.
"No, Reggie. Stop. Not now and not here. Dave will wake up and see us," she whispered. If Dave woke it wouldn't be good.
"He ain't waking up tonight, so don't you worry about him, baby. I've taken care of that."
Christy wasn't sure exactly what Reggie meant, but he pulled her onto his lap as if Dave wasn't there.
Reggie's fingers moved faster inside Christy's pants and her face contorted from an orgasm. "No, please stop," she quietly mewled, Reggie defiantly pulling down her jeans and panties right in front of her husband.
Wet sounds filled the room. They faced Dave with her legs spread open as she straddled Reggie's lap.
Reggie flashed Dave the pink insides of his wife's glistening pussy, gingerly separating her labia with his black fingers. Dave, however, peacefully slept, ignorant of all that was occurring in front of him.
How could he just sleep there like that while Reggie m*****ed her right in front of him? How could he let this keep happening to her without ever coming to her rescue? She twisted with discomfort, Reggie's arm around her thin waist holding her in his lap. Her fidgeting subsided as orgasm approached. Reggie removed Christy's shirt and bra, his hand sliding to her cute breasts, tweaking her nipples, and his other hand working her quivering pussy.
Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, fearful of Dave waking and seeing them, and angry that he kept sleeping and didn't help her.
Reggie pulled down his gym shorts and placed his enormous, brown cock inside Christy's tight, pink cunt. Her tiny body writhed on his huge pole, his fingers messaging her engorged clit. His black rod travelled in and out of her tight pink folds. The way his entire cock fit inside her seemed to defy the laws of physics. Dave continued peacefully sleeping while his gorgeous wife was fucked by Reggie right in front of him.
She silently squirmed in Reggie's lap, trying to stop before Dave woke; but Dave never opened his eyes.
Reggie took his time. He grabbed Christy's chin, turned her face and they French-kissed.
"Mmmm, mmmm," Christy moaned while his tongue explored her mouth. Her hips began moving with more determination, euphoria bonding them together along with his deep penetration Dave was incapable of delivering. She didn't care anymore if Dave saw them. Dave, it seemed, had been asleep since Reggie moved in with them — all those times he went to work and left her for Reggie to take.
Reggie came and his semen filled her completely, flowing down his shaft, while her throbbing cunt milked every squirt from him. It was the wee hour of the morning when Christy left his lap. She spoke softly into his ear, "Come to bed with me, okay?"
Reggie gladly followed and the two went to bed, leaving Dave alone in the living room to sleep off what Reggie had secretly put in his beer.
*************
Spring and Summer had passed, the days grew shorter, and the trees began losing their leaves. The cold night wind carried on lonely conversations with the eaves of the house while Dave slept soundly.
Christy stared into Reggie's dark brown eyes as he prepared to enter her. "Promise me you won't hurt him when he finds out."
"I promise I'll always take care of you and I won't hurt him."
"Are you sure he won't wake up tonight?"
Reggie sunk his cock into her warm welcoming pussy. "We won't have to worry about him this evening, baby."
They seldom worried about Dave waking anymore, and he was never going to find out as Christy feared. Reggie secretly had plans for him. An apparent robbery that would turn deadly awaited Dave the next time he worked late night at the warehouse. The only thing that would be left of Dave would be the wedding picture of him on her dresser, watching every night as Reggie fucked the young widow Dave was going to leave behind. Reggie would have Christy entirely to himself, console her without her ever realizing his involvement in Dave's death.
Like Christy, Reggie had also crossed the tenuous line that sometimes separates love from hate. He could never fully loose his resentment for white folks, but Christy was no longer his vessel for punishing them. She became more than just an object of beauty used for his physical gratification. He cared for her and could never let her go.
The sound of lovemaking — the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two souls lost in passion — grew louder. They left the bedroom door ajar as if no one else was in the house, their two shadowy figures moving in unison as moonlight flooded in through the window.
Reggie's time to be with her had arrived. His shrewd decision to quickly seize opportunity and take advantage of a young, desperate couple lacking sense paid off.
"Oh, ooh, yes. Ooh, uh-huh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you, Reggie. You feel so good inside me."
"Oh, yeah, I love you too, baby, more than anything else. You gonna always be mine. I'm never gonna let you go."
Christy's beautiful blue eyes stared into Reggie's dark brown ones as they made love. She had missed her period last month, and that altered her relationship with him entirely. In eight more months, Dave, her relatives, and her friends would all finally know the truth. Her parents and grandmother would be upset that she cheated on her husband and had sex with a black man, but they would live with it. After all, the baby was going to by their grandc***d. Dave would be angry, but he would either accept it or end their marriage. Regardless, she would never take an innocent, unborn baby's life, so Reggie was soon to be a permanent part of her family.
Perhaps it was a defensive mechanism that distorted her recollection of how her relationship with Reggie had started— the v******e and coercion he had once used on her. As she viewed their history together from greater distances in time, she forgot his early cruelty and overlooked his criminal past. He wanted her more than Dave did. He physically satisfied her more than Dave could, bought her nicer things, and treated her kindly once she had fully accepted him into her life.
The past didn't matter anymore anyway. Part of Reggie was growing inside her. He was the father of the baby in her womb, and her long affair with him would finally become obvious to Dave and everyone else when she gave birth. Everyone would soon know the truth about her relationship with this black man. She loved Reggie and he promised to take care of her and the baby. That was all that mattered.
"Oh, yes, your big black cock feels so good in me. Oh, I'm cumming for you, Reggie. Cum inside me now. I love you, I'll always be your girlfriend, and I'm going to have your beautiful baby."
The End
Angelica
- 03.05.2021
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