Haitian and Male in Canada Ch 06
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After a hard day at her job with the Maxwell Insurance Company in downtown Toronto, executive Eldana Melenik comes home, and gets the surprise of a lifetime. Lying on the living room floor, completely naked, is her Haitian husband, Ontario Provincial Police officer Paul Augustine. The young Ethiopian woman smiled when she saw her hubby face down and ass up, waiting for her. Smiling, she wishes him a good afternoon. Grinning, her favorite big and tall Black hunk tells her that he’s lubed up and ready to go. I’ll be the judge of that, she said with a smirk.
Kicking off her pumps, Eldana tosses her hand bag to a nearby chair and grabs the strap-on dildo lying on the couch nearby. She straps it on, then strokes the eight-inch plastic cock. Hmmm. It feels good in her hand. She always feel powerful and turned on when she’s wearing a strap-on dildo. At five-foot-three and 117 pounds, the caramel-skinned young woman isn’t exactly the picture of dominance but once she’s got her strap-on she’s the definition of fierce. And dammit her man knows it. Please fuck me, Paul practically begs. Grabbing the condoms, Eldana rolls one on the dildo and walks up to her eager submissive.
Hard to imagine that a few months ago, Paul was so reticent when it came to experimenting sexually in the bedroom. Eldana had to smile at that. She’d known him since their freshman year at York University and back then he was sexually conservative, to say the least. The big macho Haitian dude used to say ‘hell no I don’t get down like that’ whenever she tried to finger his asshole while sucking his dick. ‘Straight men don’t do this shit,’ he used to say, before she enlightened him. One night, after much pleading, Paul allowed Eldana to use one of her small dildos on his ass while going down on him. Amazingly, Paul came harder and louder than ever before. That night, their sex lives changed. Paul discovered a new pathway to pleasure which he couldn’t deny, and Eldana was more than happy to help him cross that threshold.
Since then, Paul simply couldn’t get enough of Eldana’s brand of magic. The dude was addicted to her, and she liked it that way. By way of her strap-on dildo Eldana introduced him to the world of BDSM, which enriched their sexual and romantic lives beyond anything they could have imagined. It brought them closer together, linking them mind, body and soul. Kept the passion alive and well in their eight-year marriage. With their son Ephraim away at camp, they had the house to themselves. Which is why it wouldn’t matter how hard Eldana went on Paul or how loud he screamed as a response. In suburban Toronto, no one cares if you scream. They’ve seen it all and done it all.
Eldana placed her hands on Paul’s hips and told him to spread them in her best cop’s voice. Paul did not need to be told twice. Grimacing with effort, he spread his cheeks, opening himself up for his wife. Eldana grinned and smacked his ass playfully before pressing the dildo against his asshole. Eldana heard Paul’s sharp intake of breath, and knew he craved getting it as much as she craved giving it to him. In spite of all that, she teased him a bit, poking his ass with the dildo without fully penetrating him, and whispering into his ear. Paul pushed back, and Eldana pulled back, teasing him some more.
I want you but not like this, Eldana said softly. Grinning, she ordered Paul to get on his back. Reluctantly, Paul did as he was told. For his impatience she smacked him across the face, hard. This caused his eyes to widen. Eldana smirked mischievously, her way of reminding him that she was in charge. I apologize for my impudence, Paul said through gritted teeth. Even though he enjoyed sexual submission immensely, it didn’t come easily to him. As a six-foot-four, 260-pound Black man, he was used to dominating pretty much everything and everyone around him through his sheer masculine presence and personal magnetism. Well, fate sent a woman to bring him to his knees and her name is Eldana.
Lift your legs in the air, Eldana told Paul through clenched teeth. Nodding, he obeyed. Standing over him, feeling absolutely powerful and serene, Eldana looked at her darling hubby. Tall, broad-shouldered and muscular, Paul was damn near perfect physically. Born in Mississauga to Haitian immigrant parents, he was a strong, capable and intelligent man. Paul won himself an academic scholarship to York University where he studied criminal justice before going to police college and becoming a constable with the Ontario Provincial Police. As a Black man in Canada, and a metropolitan cop at that, he was up against a wall of racism, criticism and ostracism daily. Against such odds he had to be strong, show no fear. There were very few moments in his life when he didn’t have to be strong, and show his vulnerable side. For he had a vulnerable side. With Eldana, whom he loved and trusted, he could show and even explore that mostly hidden side of himself.
Looking into Paul’s eyes, Eldana gently stroked his cheek, then leaned over and kissed him. Gently she massaged his dick, which hardened and thickened at her touch. Without a word being spoken, she kissed a path from his lips to his neck, and finally to his chest and belly before finally settling on his groin. Gently she blew on his dick, and, with her eyes never leaving his, she began sucking on his cock. Paul sighed deeply as Eldana took his cock in her mouth. Flicking her tongue over his dick head, gently she pulled back the foreskin. She’d been surprised when she first went down on him ages ago, back when they were dating. Paul was uncut. Many men in the Caribbean are uncut, Paul said defensively. Eldana assured him that she wasn’t turned off by him and indeed, she found his foreskin fun to play with.
Eldana licked Paul’s dick head, then gently sucked on his balls. This caused him to moan and dig his fingers into the living room carpet. While sucking him off, Eldana thrust one finger then two into his ass, going in all the way to her knuckles. Paul’s eyes widened, and a moment later he gasped loudly as he came. Eldana, who knew what was coming, guzzled down every last drop of his masculine spunk. A lot of women do not like a man shooting his cum all over their face but Eldana didn’t mind at all. Eldana let Paul catch his breath, then told him to get ready for more. Once she deemed him ready, she pressed the dildo against his ass and then pushed it inside with a determined thrust.
Paul’s eyes widened like saucers and a shriek escaped his mouth as Eldana held his legs in the air while thrusting the dildo deep into his ass. Now I’m inside of you, she whispered into his ear as she leaned over before gently biting his neck. Paul groaned as Eldana penetrated him. Dammit, she was inside of him, a fact which both terrified and thrilled him. While working her dildo up his ass, Eldana stroked Paul’s dick. He sighed wistfully as she completely dominated him, fucking him while controlling his dick. Sinking her teeth into his shoulder, Eldana bit him and when he cried out in pain she thrust the dildo deeper into his ass, causing him to scream even louder. You belong to me, she said with a wicked grin.
When Paul looked into Eldana’s eyes, she saw fear in his, and awe. And judging by how hard his dick felt in her hand, he was turned on as well. She had him right where she wanted him. Eldana looked into his eyes and told him that she owned him, mind, body and soul. When Paul didn’t answer fast enough she grabbed his cock and balls and twisted them, hard. A weak groan escaped Paul’s eyes, and beads of sweat pearled on his forehead. Yes mistress, he said with a meek smile and nod. Satisfied with his compliance, Eldana kissed him full and deep. Gently she pulled the dildo out of his ass. Paul wrapped his arms around her, returning her kiss as he wrapped her in a powerful embrace.
Stroking her husband’s hard dick, Eldana grinned and climbed on top of him. Without a word she grabbed his dick and rubbed it against her pussy. Fuck me, her eyes told him wordle
ssly. Paul grinned and smacked her big, heart-shaped ass and she purred like a kitten as he thrust into her. After dominating the hell out of him, she felt horny as can be and definitely wanted some D. Fortunately, Paul had immense reserves of energy which he poured into Eldana. Once more the alpha male Eldana knew and loved, Paul grabbed her and laid her on the floor, spreading her legs and raising them in the air. Hard and fast he pumped into her, just the way she liked it. The feel of his hard dick inside of her, hitting all of her sweet spots, thrilled her to no end. Eldana straddled Paul, and she rode her man all the way to a shuddering orgasm just like a good wife should. Her cries of ecstasy mingled with his as their passions were unleashed, until they lay exhausted on a carpet stained with their juices. Happy as can be.
Eldana rested her head on Paul’s chest, and played with his thick, unruly chest hairs. Although she teased him all the time about them, she liked his chest hairs. How did I get so lucky and catch you? Eldana asked him, smiling. Paul smiled and reminded her that he caught her. She smacked his chest playfully and he grabbed her, tickling her in spite of her protests and funny attempts to get away. Now he lay on top of her, just like she had intended all along. I love you crazy Habesha woman, Paul told her. And I love you too my Haitian King, Eldana said with a satisfied grin.
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Reddit NSFW ListReddit Tgirls, aka r/Tgirls! What looks good to you may not look good for other people. A lot of women can be beautiful to their husbands even though the rest of the world would find them to be total eyesores. That jacket you like wearing so much might only look good to you because it holds sentimental value for you - but other people might think it’s nothing special when they see it. Hell, even your favorite pornstar could look like a flawless queen to you because you’ve developed an...
Reddit NSFW ListAuthor’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Stepford brothers (change to sisters!) By bojok71 Author's notes: this story serves to plug a hole, in my view, of the credibility of the Stepford stories. What if someone came looking for a lost relative? The answer is simple, and forms part of this story. Story notes: this story is very close, for obvious reasons, to the original Stepford story. However, it's new enough to be considered a new read. It's as sexual and interesting as my other stories. Thanks again to Sarah Barndt for...
Where Ponygirls come from Summer was not your typical 15 year old girl. She didn’t go to school (well not any school you would recognize). She didn’t keep up with the latest fashions (those were useless to here). She didn’t spend her idle time online or on the phone. She had a job in the family business one that she loved, and that business was being a ponygirl. Ever since she was 13 years old she had been a pony girl like her mother before her and all her younger sisters on the compound where...
The Cheerleader Rubber Ponygirls The Cheerleader Rubber PonygirlsBy Sarah ??????????? Sarah was like the rest of the college cheerleaders at her school.? She knew she could have any boy she wanted.? But little did she, or the other girls, would get when they crossed the wrong guy. ??????????? It happened when the squad was on its way back from an away game at Flagler College.? Flagler was UWO?s rival, and for the past five years UWO had not had a win against them.? Then the game...
The next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...