1. Big Cock Fantasy - Part 4


    Date: 12/30/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: JWren, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    I had reached a decision. It wasn’t easy coming to a conclusion and I didn’t reach it without much heart and soul searching. The step I was about to take was immense but I knew I couldn’t waste the opportunity. The big black cock of my fantasy was no longer a dream. It was here, only a few feet away and available for my gratification. The monster which I had for so long yearned to hold, taste and have probing deep inside me, was barely an arm’s length away, lolling regally on Justin’s right thigh. I was hungry for it. I needed to satisfy my curiosity and finally discover exactly how it felt to be impaled by a foot of thick, human flesh. Forget my rigid eleven-inch silicone dong, I wanted the real thing, not a toy. Such was my overwhelming crazy desire, I was prepared to cheat on my loving husband. Yes, of course I considered Tony and the extremely happy sex life that we still shared and loved after twelve years together. And I knew that I was technically preparing to commit adultery. But this wasn’t an affair, not something to jeopardize our marriage: it was me selfishly planning to feed a craving, to fulfil a fantasy and embark on a journey of sexual discovery. And, afterwards, I would get on with my life again. I would be able to stop dwelling and obsessing about the unknown. One lifetime’s experience, that’s all I needed, and Justin was here, on hand, for that purpose. As a professional escort, he was an ideal partner and there was absolutely no loose ends to worry about, ...
    no strings attached. We both knew what our impending union was all about: he would supply the physical solution to satiate my desire. What could be more simple? “I’d like something to eat, what about you?” Justin’s question broke into my thoughts. “Yes, that sounds like a good idea,” I said. “But first I need to powder my nose.” “Okay,” said Justin and stood up from his lounger. His meaty member flapped inches from my face as he offered his hands to help me rise. Somehow, I resisted the temptation to take him in my hands and feed his glorious plum head into my mouth. Instead, I held his hands and stood up. “Thank you kind sir. You have perfect manners. Comes with the job, I suppose.” “I’ve always tried to be polite, especially with gorgeous women,” he said, looking from my face down to my proud breasts and their pink nipples which hardened under his steady gaze. “And yes, you’re right, an escort must pamper his lady friends.” “I look forward to being pampered,” I said, “and being properly served.” I looked down at his super dark man-tool which hung heavily between his lean thighs and then I turned and walked towards the house. You brazen hussy, I told myself. Justin strolled at my side and rested an arm across my shoulders. “You know I get all kinds of women to serve, all shapes and sizes and ages,” he said softly. “They want all different kinds of things. But it’s rare I come across a beauty such as you. It’ll be my pleasure to do whatever you desire.” My heart pounded in my ...
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