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Early on in my relationship with Michael (my boyfriend), I would cycle through a regular playlist of fantasies involving him when I masturbated. I would start gently rubbing on and circling my clit while thinking about him in the shower. I imagined slipping into the bathroom and seeing the steam rising up the shower as he lathered up his sexy, muscular body. The water is cascading off his broad shoulders and chest, streaming down his muscular arms. I stand naked outside the door and press my breasts against the glass.
His hands make their way down between his muscular legs as he begins to lather up his hard cock and big beautiful balls. He isn’t what I would consider well endowed, but I love him and his little cock. He knows how you to use it always makes me cum so good. I am filled with anticipation as I watch one hand move up and down with a subtle rotation around his delicious shaft. The visual elicits a release of slippery wetness between my now soaked sex. Soon, I sink one, then two fingers inside my dripping petals. Michael’s heavy balls are bouncing up and down as he builds towards shooting his creamy load.
Mmmm, this fantasy always set my pussy on fire and made me want him so badly! Stepping into the shower, his eyes are upon me and filled with lustful fire as he spins me around. He presses me against the shower wall and takes his girl. I can almost feel him sinking his hard little cock deep inside me…well, as deep as he can go. I love thought of my man taking me this way and feeling him drain his heavy, aching balls deep inside me and marking me as his girl! Mmmmm, I would get so wet and slippery just thinking of him and this fantasy never failed to make me cum so good.
Despite all of our nights together, Michael never took my pussy in the shower and now he can’t. Michael can’t have sex with me at all unless my Sir allows it. This must sound confusing so I’ll explain briefly here and then in more detail in the future. One of the fantasies Michael and I shared was the desire for me to be with a well-hung black man. Michael wanted me to cuckold him. It was shocking to hear this from the man I love but also quite intriguing.
Our journey into cuckolding took a while but every step of the way was so hot for us. Our sex was already amazing, but the way he talked dirty to me about it as we made love always made me cum so hard! Before long, I was craving a big black cock just as much as Michael wanted me to cuckold him.
Fast forward a couple years and we are now in a very different place. Our cuckolding went a bit further than either of us imagined. One of my Black Bulls eventually commanded my submission and now owns me. I still love Michael and he is my boyfriend… “cuck boyfriend” as my black Daddy likes to call him.
It still blows my mind sometimes when I step back and think about it. My pussy belonged to Michael, and I would have never even thought about sleeping with another man or even wanted too. Sex with him was the best I had ever had at that point and couldn’t imagine how it would ever be possible for another man to make me feel better. Now, I know this isn’t the case at all. I’m still so surprised by how naive I was about this. Regardless, I am so thankful that Michael shared his fantasy with me. He opened my eyes and legs to the possibilities and pleasure on a level I never would have known with his emotional support, encouragement, and erotic mind.
Once I became black owned, things were so different. My playlist of fantasies always centered around Sir. It was always thoughts about him fucking me with his magnificent black cock that always made me cum so hard. It felt so strange to be in love with one man but have all of my sexual fantasies centered on another man. Sex with Michael, while still pleasurable, wasn’t even close to how to well Sir made me feel. Sir’s cock is legitimately twice the length and may three times as thick. Sir grooved my pussy for his huge cock and Michael’s smaller penis simply can’t compete. We both knew it too.
I think this made it easier on me (and Michael) when Sir decided that Michael wouldn’t be able to have sex with me unless I asked for permission. God, that made me so hot that my white pussy was black owned. I couldn’t even have sex with my boyfriend unless Sir allowed it. This created such an erotic dynamic for the three of us. I want to emphasize here that I was still very much in love with Michael. He was essential to the experience and none of it would have been possible or nearly as hot without his erotic energy fueling the experience for all three of us.
I remember the first time Michael visited me after I was officially “owned” by another man. He had just arrived and we were so excited to see each other. We stripped out of our clothes and were all over each other on the bed - kissing and touching. Unfortunately, we weren’t allowed to have sex and I wasn’t allowed to suck Michael’s cock. Sir had made his expectations about this very clear. I think he wanted to make a statement about his ownership and elevated status as my Sir. He wanted Michael to know that access to my body was off limits unless Sir gave permission.
Sir’s plan was to allow me to spend a little time connecting with my boyfriend. Then, I was expected to shower and rinse Michael’s scent off my body and proceed to Sir’s house. Once there, Sir was going to spank me, fuck and stretch my pussy with his big black cock, fill me with his sperm, and then send me back to my boyfriend freshly used.
Once I saw Michael in person, I was feeling some regret about having to leave him for a couple hours. After all, he was my boyfriend and we hadn’t seen each other in far too long. I wanted to be with him, feel his gentle loving arms around me, and make love to him. Michael isn’t physically capable of fucking me like Sir does, but I do enjoy making love to Michael and feeling his sensual, loving energy. It is so important to me to my emotional needs to have this from Michael.
I couldn’t believe I had so easily agreed to Sir’s demands just a few days prior. I couldn’t help it though. When he has that strong, beautiful black cock inside me and fucking me so good, he can make me say or agree to anything! The physical pleasure is beyond anything I have ever known before. Then, he gets all Dom on me and it makes things even hotter. When he told me he wanted me to come see him right after you arrived, I quickly agreed. It made me so turned on to be controlled and dominated like this. I was coming so hard and agreed to everything he said or wanted. I told Sir that I was his black cock slut and that my little white pussy belonged to him now. He gets his pussy whenever he wants it. And, if he doesn’t want my boyfriend’s little cock inside it, then I won’t allow it inside me.
Reluctantly, I let Michael know that it was time for me to leave for a few hours so Sir could fuck me. It would have been nice to feel Michael inside me first when I was at my tightest and freshest. I knew that when I returned with my pussy freshly fucked, stretched, and filled with another man’s seed. Sex with Michael would be far less enjoyable and my pussy would feel very tender. I suppose this is exactly what Sir wanted. He wanted me to have a fresh comparison and wanted Michael to have what was left of Sir's well-fucked, tender pussy.
As Michael joined me in the shower, I recalled how much I used to fantasize about this moment and how it now felt so different. When Sir is with me in the shower, his juicy black cock always rises to the occasion - even if we have just finished fucking and are rinsing off. Sir always bends me over, presses me against the wall and pounds me from behind like a real man. I have always craved this and Sir is the man that finally gives it to me.
Michael isn’t coming into the shower to take me. Even if he wanted to, he would have to ask another man for permission. Instead, he is washing and preparing me for another man. His cock is straining and rock hard, yet it looks so small and helpless. Sexually, he wasn’t man enough to compete. He knew another man - a more dominant man with a superior cock - had staked his claim on my pussy and now owned it. Here in the shower, the evolution of our desire is different but still so hot and steamy.
His hands make their way down between his muscular legs as he begins to lather up his hard cock and big beautiful balls. He isn’t what I would consider well endowed, but I love him and his little cock. He knows how you to use it always makes me cum so good. I am filled with anticipation as I watch one hand move up and down with a subtle rotation around his delicious shaft. The visual elicits a release of slippery wetness between my now soaked sex. Soon, I sink one, then two fingers inside my dripping petals. Michael’s heavy balls are bouncing up and down as he builds towards shooting his creamy load.
Mmmm, this fantasy always set my pussy on fire and made me want him so badly! Stepping into the shower, his eyes are upon me and filled with lustful fire as he spins me around. He presses me against the shower wall and takes his girl. I can almost feel him sinking his hard little cock deep inside me…well, as deep as he can go. I love thought of my man taking me this way and feeling him drain his heavy, aching balls deep inside me and marking me as his girl! Mmmmm, I would get so wet and slippery just thinking of him and this fantasy never failed to make me cum so good.
Despite all of our nights together, Michael never took my pussy in the shower and now he can’t. Michael can’t have sex with me at all unless my Sir allows it. This must sound confusing so I’ll explain briefly here and then in more detail in the future. One of the fantasies Michael and I shared was the desire for me to be with a well-hung black man. Michael wanted me to cuckold him. It was shocking to hear this from the man I love but also quite intriguing.
Our journey into cuckolding took a while but every step of the way was so hot for us. Our sex was already amazing, but the way he talked dirty to me about it as we made love always made me cum so hard! Before long, I was craving a big black cock just as much as Michael wanted me to cuckold him.
Fast forward a couple years and we are now in a very different place. Our cuckolding went a bit further than either of us imagined. One of my Black Bulls eventually commanded my submission and now owns me. I still love Michael and he is my boyfriend… “cuck boyfriend” as my black Daddy likes to call him.
It still blows my mind sometimes when I step back and think about it. My pussy belonged to Michael, and I would have never even thought about sleeping with another man or even wanted too. Sex with him was the best I had ever had at that point and couldn’t imagine how it would ever be possible for another man to make me feel better. Now, I know this isn’t the case at all. I’m still so surprised by how naive I was about this. Regardless, I am so thankful that Michael shared his fantasy with me. He opened my eyes and legs to the possibilities and pleasure on a level I never would have known with his emotional support, encouragement, and erotic mind.
Once I became black owned, things were so different. My playlist of fantasies always centered around Sir. It was always thoughts about him fucking me with his magnificent black cock that always made me cum so hard. It felt so strange to be in love with one man but have all of my sexual fantasies centered on another man. Sex with Michael, while still pleasurable, wasn’t even close to how to well Sir made me feel. Sir’s cock is legitimately twice the length and may three times as thick. Sir grooved my pussy for his huge cock and Michael’s smaller penis simply can’t compete. We both knew it too.
I think this made it easier on me (and Michael) when Sir decided that Michael wouldn’t be able to have sex with me unless I asked for permission. God, that made me so hot that my white pussy was black owned. I couldn’t even have sex with my boyfriend unless Sir allowed it. This created such an erotic dynamic for the three of us. I want to emphasize here that I was still very much in love with Michael. He was essential to the experience and none of it would have been possible or nearly as hot without his erotic energy fueling the experience for all three of us.
I remember the first time Michael visited me after I was officially “owned” by another man. He had just arrived and we were so excited to see each other. We stripped out of our clothes and were all over each other on the bed - kissing and touching. Unfortunately, we weren’t allowed to have sex and I wasn’t allowed to suck Michael’s cock. Sir had made his expectations about this very clear. I think he wanted to make a statement about his ownership and elevated status as my Sir. He wanted Michael to know that access to my body was off limits unless Sir gave permission.
Sir’s plan was to allow me to spend a little time connecting with my boyfriend. Then, I was expected to shower and rinse Michael’s scent off my body and proceed to Sir’s house. Once there, Sir was going to spank me, fuck and stretch my pussy with his big black cock, fill me with his sperm, and then send me back to my boyfriend freshly used.
Once I saw Michael in person, I was feeling some regret about having to leave him for a couple hours. After all, he was my boyfriend and we hadn’t seen each other in far too long. I wanted to be with him, feel his gentle loving arms around me, and make love to him. Michael isn’t physically capable of fucking me like Sir does, but I do enjoy making love to Michael and feeling his sensual, loving energy. It is so important to me to my emotional needs to have this from Michael.
I couldn’t believe I had so easily agreed to Sir’s demands just a few days prior. I couldn’t help it though. When he has that strong, beautiful black cock inside me and fucking me so good, he can make me say or agree to anything! The physical pleasure is beyond anything I have ever known before. Then, he gets all Dom on me and it makes things even hotter. When he told me he wanted me to come see him right after you arrived, I quickly agreed. It made me so turned on to be controlled and dominated like this. I was coming so hard and agreed to everything he said or wanted. I told Sir that I was his black cock slut and that my little white pussy belonged to him now. He gets his pussy whenever he wants it. And, if he doesn’t want my boyfriend’s little cock inside it, then I won’t allow it inside me.
Reluctantly, I let Michael know that it was time for me to leave for a few hours so Sir could fuck me. It would have been nice to feel Michael inside me first when I was at my tightest and freshest. I knew that when I returned with my pussy freshly fucked, stretched, and filled with another man’s seed. Sex with Michael would be far less enjoyable and my pussy would feel very tender. I suppose this is exactly what Sir wanted. He wanted me to have a fresh comparison and wanted Michael to have what was left of Sir's well-fucked, tender pussy.
As Michael joined me in the shower, I recalled how much I used to fantasize about this moment and how it now felt so different. When Sir is with me in the shower, his juicy black cock always rises to the occasion - even if we have just finished fucking and are rinsing off. Sir always bends me over, presses me against the wall and pounds me from behind like a real man. I have always craved this and Sir is the man that finally gives it to me.
Michael isn’t coming into the shower to take me. Even if he wanted to, he would have to ask another man for permission. Instead, he is washing and preparing me for another man. His cock is straining and rock hard, yet it looks so small and helpless. Sexually, he wasn’t man enough to compete. He knew another man - a more dominant man with a superior cock - had staked his claim on my pussy and now owned it. Here in the shower, the evolution of our desire is different but still so hot and steamy.
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