KENDRA GIVES IT UP
By
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Fucking other men's wives, especially white women, is my passion.
I've found it to be relatively easy to find neglected ladies and
break them in to black loving.  It started several years ago with a
cute, young blonde who lived down the hall in my apartment complex.
We took a walk around the lake one evening and I ended up taking her
from behind as she grabbed a tree for support.

I've had several more since but what happened last Saturday was
unique. Usually my fuck sessions are without hubbie's consent or
knowledge.  Seducing women is what makes me feel alive.  This time,
a husband asked me to do his wife.  He worked in my office as a temp
for a few months and he had heard of my penchant for white women.  A
few weeks after he left, he called and asked if I would meet him and
his wife at a bar downtown.  He said he wanted me to meet her.

Whne I arrived, I saw a very nice looking, demure woman about 30
years old. She seemed nervous and didn't talk much.  Most of the
time, she just looked at the tabletop.  Occasionally, when she
thought I wasn't looking, she would sneek a quick peek at me.

He explained that their sex life had been boring until they had
fantasized about a threesome.  Until a few days earlier, they had
left it as just a bedtime arouser.  She agreed that the idea was
erotic but I wasn't getting the feeling that she wanted to take it
to the next level as much as he did.   He explained that this was
just a get acquainted meeting to see if the chemistry was there.
For me it was, she had a hot little body and those high, round tits
that always make my mouth water.

As the evening ended, I walked them to their car.  She seemed a
million miles away until I opened her door.  Uttering a little cry,
she grabbed me and gave me a hot-as-hell openmouthed kiss, grinding
her cunt on my thigh.  I responded my grabbing her ass and marveling
at how soft and squeezable it was.  I could feel her heart, pounding
like a trip hammer on my chest.

As suddenly as it began, it ended.  She jumped back and got in the
car, closing the door after her.  Hubbie, who had been watching with
a nervous but hopeful smile, just shrugged and got into the car.
They drove off and I thought that was the end of that game.

He called the next weekend and said they had talked about our
encounter that night and several more nights.  Each time, he said,
the sex was as great as it ever had been.  Would I be interested in
"seeing more of Kendra" he asked, emphasizing the phrase to make
sure I got the full meaning.  We agreed to meet for dinner.  At his
suggestion, I took a cab so we could all ride back to their place in
one car.

She was very nervous at dinner, but dressed to kill.  She was
wearing the classic little black dress andit was obvious from the
cut of the dress and the little bullets where her nipples were that
a bra wasn't part of the uniform. The dinner table conversation
skirted the reason we were here.  Whenever we started to go that
way, she would blush furiously and change the subject.

He put us in the back seat of the car and started to drive to his
house.  I began some innocent foreplay.  Nibbling on he neck,
stroking her knees, biting her ears,  Soon she was kissing me just
like that first night.  Twice my hand wandered up the inside of her
thigh almost to her pussy and twice she clamped her legs shut,
whispering, "Not here, not in the car."

I caressed her tit and she covered my hand with hers, mostly to
hide the activity from her husband, who was watching us in the
mirror.  She stopped me from lowering her dress to go
"skin-to-skin," though.

When we got to their house, He poured a glass of wine and I began
kissing her again.  This time I ran my hands down to cup her ass
cheeks and discovered only a tiny little thong panty stood between
me and her sweet, white pussy. Suddenly, she pulled back and grabbed
her wine glass.  Downing it in one gulp, she went into the living
room and sat in a chair.  I took the couch, unsure of what was going
to happen.  At this point, I was horny as hell and needed relief.

Kendra said she had never been with any man other than her husband
and the thought of doing something like we were planning, especially
with him watching, was more than she could handle.  All three of us
talked about it for a few minutes before she excused herself.  It
was just a bathroom trip, she said.  "I'll be right back.

She did some back and took her chair.  As we talked, she stretched
and spread her legs just slightly, aiming the view at me in such a
way that her husband couldn't see what was going on.  I looked down
and noticed that she had taken off her panties, exposing herself
completely to me.

I turned to her husband and told him he needed to go buy some beer.
He understood immediately and left the room.  I waited until I heard
his car pull out of the driveway, the told her to come over to me.
As she stood in front of me, I ran my hands up the back of her legs
until I had her butt covered. She was trembling at what was about to
happen and she slowlydropped to her knees.  Kissing her again, I
lifted the front of her dress until I had exposed her pussy.

I ran my fingers through her cunt hairs and down to her clit.  She
fell backwards, pushing me away.  Her dress was all the way up so I
looked down at her pussy.  It was wet and fully open.

"I can't, I can't"  She cried as she ran from the room.   

Angry at this prick teasing bitch, I left the house and walked until
I could hail a cab.

Hubbie called Saturday evening and asked me to come back over.  I
told him I wasn't into any more game playing.  He put her on the
phone and all she said in a tiny little voice was, "I want you to
come over and fuck me."

Hot damn!  That was the hottest proposal I had heard in a long time.  

I drove over, thinking I must be a complete fool but I had to take
one more shot at that pussy.  When I got there, He showed me into
the bedroom.

She was lying on the bed, her face turned away from us.  She was
wearing the smallest possible black bra and panties.  The contrast
with her alabaster white skin was startling.  The I noticed her
wrists were handcuffed to the headboard and her feet were tied to
the foot of the bed with scarves.

"Man, I don't do this kind of thing," I said and started to leave.

"Please stay."  It was that tiny little voice again.  She was
pleading with me.

He explained.  She wants you to fuck her.  She just can't relax
enough to let it happen.  She asked me to tie her up, that way she
can fantasize that she has no choice but to let it happen.  I agreed
but with two rules.  Any time she wants it to stop, all she has to
do is say the word.  And before you can fuck her, she has to ask
you.  Can you handle that?"

I looked at her again.  Damn!  She had a hell of a body.  "Kendra,
do you want this?" I asked.

Blushing furiously, she nodded her agreement.

I stripped, then sat at the side of the bed.  Hubbie sat in a chair.
I began stroking her belly, using wider and wider strokes until I
was touching the underside of her breasts.  I undid the front clasp
and for the first time, saw her perfectly round tits.  She took a
deep, ragged breath as she realized that the first bridge to her
eventual slutdom had been crossed.  I used my fingertrips to tease
her nipples into hard little bullets.  Little yips and moans came
from her mouth.  Her heart was beating so hard, I could see it
pumping beneath her breast.

I captured a nipple with my lips, gradually sucking most of her tit
into my mouth.  She was pushing herself up into the sensation.  I
could hear her husband saying "Oh, Jesus, Oh Jesus," over and over
to himself.  I was wondering if he could watch the defilement of his
wife much longer without stopping us.  I wondered what I would do if
he did.  I wasn't sure about her but I knew was to far gone to stop.
I moved to her other nipple and was pleased that she turned her
torso toward me to hurry the sensation.

This time, I slid my hand down her belly and pushed it abruptly
under her panties, claiming one of the wettest pussies I've ever
felt.  She almost came at the touch,  I pulled back, teasing her
again and again, wanting her to feel the frustration I had felt
earlier.

I moved between her legs and slid the thin band of her panties aside
so I could see the pussy I was going to claim.  I rolled forward and
covered her entire slit with my mouth.  She cried out, grabbing the
headboard with her hands and arching herself up, trying to take my
entire face in her sex-crazed cunt.

Hubbie was getting louder.  "Shit!  Oh, fuckin' shit!  I can't
believe it!" was all he could say.  I looked over at him to see what
he might do.  His hands were holding onto the arms of the chair so
tight that all the blood had left his fingertips.  He wanted so
badly to stop this, even more than that, he wanted to see it happen.

I looked back at her.  She no longer realized he was still in the
room.  She had gone off to some sexual nirvana, a bitch in total
heat that needed fucking right now.

I asked.  "Shall I continue?  Do you want my black cock in your lily
white pussy?  You've got to ask."

Her hips were lifting off the bed, her breath was coming in short
little bursts.  I could see her cunt, spasming around nothing,
needing a cock desparately.

I heard the same little girl voice coming from her.  "Fuck me.  Fuck
me, please."

I reached back and untied the scarves, freeing her legs.  She
immediately brought them up high and wide giving it up in the
classic missionary position. I moved her ass just a bit so hubbie
could see what was happening.  I started high. moving my cock down
across her clit to find that warm, moist hole underneath.  Slowly,
ever so slowly so they could both experience the act, I pushed down,
penetrating her with just the head of my cock.  I stopped.

Her eyes had been tightly shut.  She opened them in surprise and
frustration. I leered at her.  "Do it!" I commanded.

She thrust upward, taking all of my cock in one fast movement.  I
heard hubby cry out again, knowing the deed had been done and it had
been done by Kendra. For the next few minutes, the only sounds in
the room was the slurping noise of my cock driving in and out of her
hungry pussy and her screams as first one orgasm then another shook
her body.

When I came, I pushed hard into her and drained myself of weeks of
frustration.  I pulled out and watched as my cum started leaking
from her cunt.  She collapsed, thoroughly exhausted.  I sat up and
looked at hubby.  He was as emotionally spent as she was.  A wet
spot on the front of his jeans told another tale.  He, too had cum.

Using my fingers, I gave her another orgasm. enjoying the sight of
her little body arching shamelessly as I inserted first one then two
and finally four fingers into her.   I got dressed and let myself
out.


