Chrissy Discovers Lust For Chocolate - Part Ix

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Chrissy stood motionless in front of the kitchen sink as DeMarcus put his larger wide-receiver hands on her shoulders. He gently massaged her. The 19-year-old college football star moved closer to her; his body just barely making contact with her forty-something form.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

She could barely get out an, "uh, huh."

His hands slowly began to work their way down her petite fit body. Her back. Her sides. That sensitive spot where lower back becomes upper ass. He leaned his head toward her ear. "You been thinking about me haven't you?" She couldn't deny the truth. "I been thinkin' bout you too, Mrs. Miller."

As he whispered sweet nothings, his hands began to massage her mature but firm butt through the dress material. "Mommy got a nice 'lil ass here, don't she?"

DeMarcus felt Chrissy ever so slightly back into him. He was already half-hard under his loose shorts. He responded by ever so slightly pushing back into her. "I wanted to fuck you the first time I ever saw you." Chrissy didn't say anything, but recalls the first time she saw him mowing the lawn without his shirt on. She had never thought that way before about a black men, but, as they say, the times they are a changin'.

"What you want, baby?"

She stayed quiet.

"Don't be going mute on me. What you want?"

"Put it inside me," she said, breaking her silence.

"Put what inside you, bitch?"

"Your dick."

"What kind of dick baby? You know what to say."

"Put your nigga dick inside me. Please. Right now. Give it to me."

Hearing this MILF say it like that got his dark rock hard. DeMarcus lifted up her skimpy black dress, revealing a black thong. He moved the thong aside and spread her legs out a bit before placing the head of his long thick penis at the entrance of her almost hairless love canal.

"You want this nigga dick, huh? That right Mrs. Miller? Mommy need this black dick?"

She grew mute again.

"What? You fucking deaf now. Answer me!"

"Yes, I do. Fuck me!"

With that DeMarcus pushed into her, causing her to gasp. "Oh shit!" He eased more and more into her; stuffing her married pussy with black cock. Chrissy grabbed hold of the counter as best she could as Dee switched gears. Within a few minutes he was flat out thug fucking her. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck!" she cried.

No condom this time. This was raw, and she wanted every bit of it. DeMarcus took hold of her short dirty blonde hair as he continued. This time around, unlike their first encounter when Dee came too quickly, he was more composed. His dick felt amazing in her. She was loose enough to take his size, but tight enough to clamp his girth. Most young girls couldn't handle him.

As he fucked her, he picked up his cell phone and texted Dontrell and Jamal. "Get in here!"

These two were no strangers to this shit. Both had "train" experience, but with slutty college girls who hated daddy. Chrissy was no college girl. She was a mid-forties soccer mom type with a sexy petite body that was still toned; small titties, small firm round ass. For Chrissy, the train had arrived.

She looked to the side and saw the two of them come through the patio door. And before she knew it, they had their dicks out. DeMarcus pulled her off the counter top and positioned her on her knees. "You ready ti suck some dick, Mrs. Miller?" It was Jamal speaking. She nodded yes.

While DeMarcus and Dontrell were equal in size, Jamal was a freak, and on his 6-6, 185 pounds lean body, he looked massive. Chrissy was shocked and she took his cock into her hands. No doubt, he might qualify for the one-foot club. Before it even got into her mouth, Jamal cock-slapped her face. "You leaning you love black dick, huh, baby?" She fell mute again. "Fucking answer me, cunt." She said, "Yes, I am."

With DeMarcus and Dontrell lightly jerking their own dicks, Jamal put his head to her mouth. "Now suck on this big nigga dick."

Chrissy did the best she could. Jamal didn't really care how good she was, he just liked the fact some cute ass married white bitch was getting turned out. He could tell she was really into it. "You ready to be slutty for us, baby?" They didn't wait for her answer.

DeMarcus picked her up and carried her into the living room, which had classy, well-cared-for furniture. Dontrell sat on the couch while Dee put Chrissy in front of him. Jamal got behind her while DeMarcus then joined Dontrell on the couch. "Suck our dicks baby." Chrissy leaned in. Jamal entered her from behind and she reacted. Certainly DeMarcus was longer and thicker than anyone she'd ever been with, Jamal took it up another notch. He was the neighborhood 18 year old some of the moms heard about. Curiosity killed the cat.

Now he just wanted to give a married white neighbor some hood. Dee was right, she was tight. She had to take a break from sucking dick to breathe as Jamal's massive dong invaded her womanness. "O God! O God!" she moaned. Once she gathered herself it was back to giving the other two a knob polish.

Jamal literally could not even fit half inside her, but it took her to levels she'd never knew existed. She began to experience one orgasm after another. They began to tear her dress off; leaving her in black bra and black thong. Dontrell skillfull unhooked her bra; her nipples hard on those perky a-cups. The sight of it all and having been inside her for over 5 minutes was too much for Jamal, he sent a large splash of cum into her wetness. No condom.

Dontrell caught up and Jamal backed off. Now it was Dontrell's turn. He had his way with her as she sucked off Dee and Jamal; the latter already hard again. Dontrell reached around and played with her nips while fucking her. He was a big fan of pulling his dick out, slapping it off her ass, then sticking it back in. Chrissy didn't say much, but her moaning and groaning didn't let up.

"This enough nigga dick for you, baby?" asked Dontrell. No response. "Too bad your racist ass husband ain't here to see his little honey get this shit."

Dontrell came in her pussy too.

Jamal was a kinky MFer. He stood up, his rock hard 11-inch dick extended, and pulled Chrissy to his balls. She had never done that but was an eager pleaser. Then he decided it was time to cross some lines. He pushed her head further down and ordered her, "Lick my ass."

Chrissy hesitated and pulled her head away. The two others look on. Jamal was being serious. Knowing she was unwilling, he reached out with his long wide receiver arms and yanked her back underneath. For the first time, Chrissy felt slightly unsafe. Jamal used his large black paw to slap her hard on the right side of her face. It stung her. "Now lick my ass, cunt." Chrissy moved her head into position and obeyed. The sight of her licking ass turned all three of them on.

DeMarcus snuck in behind Chrissy and found a way to place one of his fingers at the opening of her asshole. He tickled her there. She didn't resist. Meanwhile, Jamal let loose another load as she cleaned his butt hole.

DeMarcus shoved her over the couch and got her in position to fuck her ass. Todd used to ask for that years ago when they first married. She'd go along, but Todd hadn't been near her ass in ages. Now it was a 9-inch fat black cock knocking on heaven's door. He used saliva to grease the way, then stuck his chocolate inside, which caused her to shriek.

Chrissy was beginning to wear out. Dontrell and Jamal were jerking off as DeMarcus abused her ass. They loved fucking her. And she loved being a whore for a change. They wanted her and she wanted them. Realizing they were all getting close to coming, they got Chrissy on her knees, and one by one they got in front of her and blew their load on her face, then made her use her fingers to clean up and put in her mouth.

Even they were stunned by her willingness.

Jamal was a fuck machine. While Dontrell and DeMarcus were picking up clothes, they looked over and saw him making out with Chrissy. Just when they thought it was time to go, he's pushing her on her back to give it to her missionary style. And she wanted it again. "You're so big." Jamal eased into a 10-minute fuck that had her wincing, screaming, moaning and finally reaching climax. He came inside her AGAIN.

Chrissy collapsed on the couch. Jamal and Dontrell went to use the shower upstairs. Sure enough, DeMarcus got on her again and fucked her. He didn't make love to her; her fucked her. Grabbing her by the throat, pulling her hair, smacking her ass, and making her beg for his nigga dick. "Maybe yo man think twice next time bout calling me a nigger."

He got up and went for his shower. Chrissy continued to just lay there as they finished up and got dressed. She looked over and the three of them pulling their shorts on, their long limp dicks disappearing from sight. She'd never be the same. DeMarcus came over to her, kissed her, and whispered, "You know the number." They left. Chrissy fell asleep.

Two days later, Todd returned home. He dropped his bags in the bedroom and went into his office. After checking some emails, he switched on the house security system, which had cameras throughout the house, including the patio, the kitchen and the living room. The evidence was all there. His girl-next-door wife turned black cock slut. His heart-rate kicked up a notch. "Did he have a heart attack? An anxiety attack? No. He found himself pulling his dick out and jerking off to three hung black teens doing his wife.

-- The end.
 

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Chrissy stood motionless in front of the kitchen sink as DeMarcus put his larger wide-receiver hands on her shoulders. He gently massaged her. The 19-year-old college football star moved closer to her; his body just barely making contact with her forty-something form.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

She could barely get out an, "uh, huh."

His hands slowly began to work their way down her petite fit body. Her back. Her sides. That sensitive spot where lower back becomes upper ass. He leaned his head toward her ear. "You been thinking about me haven't you?" She couldn't deny the truth. "I been thinkin' bout you too, Mrs. Miller."

As he whispered sweet nothings, his hands began to massage her mature but firm butt through the dress material. "Mommy got a nice 'lil ass here, don't she?"

DeMarcus felt Chrissy ever so slightly back into him. He was already half-hard under his loose shorts. He responded by ever so slightly pushing back into her. "I wanted to fuck you the first time I ever saw you." Chrissy didn't say anything, but recalls the first time she saw him mowing the lawn without his shirt on. She had never thought that way before about a black men, but, as they say, the times they are a changin'.

"What you want, baby?"

She stayed quiet.

"Don't be going mute on me. What you want?"

"Put it inside me," she said, breaking her silence.

"Put what inside you, bitch?"

"Your dick."

"What kind of dick baby? You know what to say."

"Put your nigga dick inside me. Please. Right now. Give it to me."

Hearing this MILF say it like that got his dark rock hard. DeMarcus lifted up her skimpy black dress, revealing a black thong. He moved the thong aside and spread her legs out a bit before placing the head of his long thick penis at the entrance of her almost hairless love canal.

"You want this nigga dick, huh? That right Mrs. Miller? Mommy need this black dick?"

She grew mute again.

"What? You fucking deaf now. Answer me!"

"Yes, I do. Fuck me!"

With that DeMarcus pushed into her, causing her to gasp. "Oh shit!" He eased more and more into her; stuffing her married pussy with black cock. Chrissy grabbed hold of the counter as best she could as Dee switched gears. Within a few minutes he was flat out thug fucking her. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck!" she cried.

No condom this time. This was raw, and she wanted every bit of it. DeMarcus took hold of her short dirty blonde hair as he continued. This time around, unlike their first encounter when Dee came too quickly, he was more composed. His dick felt amazing in her. She was loose enough to take his size, but tight enough to clamp his girth. Most young girls couldn't handle him.

As he fucked her, he picked up his cell phone and texted Dontrell and Jamal. "Get in here!"

These two were no strangers to this shit. Both had "train" experience, but with slutty college girls who hated daddy. Chrissy was no college girl. She was a mid-forties soccer mom type with a sexy petite body that was still toned; small titties, small firm round ass. For Chrissy, the train had arrived.

She looked to the side and saw the two of them come through the patio door. And before she knew it, they had their dicks out. DeMarcus pulled her off the counter top and positioned her on her knees. "You ready ti suck some dick, Mrs. Miller?" It was Jamal speaking. She nodded yes.

While DeMarcus and Dontrell were equal in size, Jamal was a freak, and on his 6-6, 185 pounds lean body, he looked massive. Chrissy was shocked and she took his cock into her hands. No doubt, he might qualify for the one-foot club. Before it even got into her mouth, Jamal cock-slapped her face. "You leaning you love black dick, huh, baby?" She fell mute again. "Fucking answer me, cunt." She said, "Yes, I am."

With DeMarcus and Dontrell lightly jerking their own dicks, Jamal put his head to her mouth. "Now suck on this big nigga dick."

Chrissy did the best she could. Jamal didn't really care how good she was, he just liked the fact some cute ass married white bitch was getting turned out. He could tell she was really into it. "You ready to be slutty for us, baby?" They didn't wait for her answer.

DeMarcus picked her up and carried her into the living room, which had classy, well-cared-for furniture. Dontrell sat on the couch while Dee put Chrissy in front of him. Jamal got behind her while DeMarcus then joined Dontrell on the couch. "Suck our dicks baby." Chrissy leaned in. Jamal entered her from behind and she reacted. Certainly DeMarcus was longer and thicker than anyone she'd ever been with, Jamal took it up another notch. He was the neighborhood 18 year old some of the moms heard about. Curiosity killed the cat.

Now he just wanted to give a married white neighbor some hood. Dee was right, she was tight. She had to take a break from sucking dick to breathe as Jamal's massive dong invaded her womanness. "O God! O God!" she moaned. Once she gathered herself it was back to giving the other two a knob polish.

Jamal literally could not even fit half inside her, but it took her to levels she'd never knew existed. She began to experience one orgasm after another. They began to tear her dress off; leaving her in black bra and black thong. Dontrell skillfull unhooked her bra; her nipples hard on those perky a-cups. The sight of it all and having been inside her for over 5 minutes was too much for Jamal, he sent a large splash of cum into her wetness. No condom.

Dontrell caught up and Jamal backed off. Now it was Dontrell's turn. He had his way with her as she sucked off Dee and Jamal; the latter already hard again. Dontrell reached around and played with her nips while fucking her. He was a big fan of pulling his dick out, slapping it off her ass, then sticking it back in. Chrissy didn't say much, but her moaning and groaning didn't let up.

"This enough nigga dick for you, baby?" asked Dontrell. No response. "Too bad your racist ass husband ain't here to see his little honey get this shit."

Dontrell came in her pussy too.

Jamal was a kinky MFer. He stood up, his rock hard 11-inch dick extended, and pulled Chrissy to his balls. She had never done that but was an eager pleaser. Then he decided it was time to cross some lines. He pushed her head further down and ordered her, "Lick my ass."

Chrissy hesitated and pulled her head away. The two others look on. Jamal was being serious. Knowing she was unwilling, he reached out with his long wide receiver arms and yanked her back underneath. For the first time, Chrissy felt slightly unsafe. Jamal used his large black paw to slap her hard on the right side of her face. It stung her. "Now lick my ass, cunt." Chrissy moved her head into position and obeyed. The sight of her licking ass turned all three of them on.

DeMarcus snuck in behind Chrissy and found a way to place one of his fingers at the opening of her asshole. He tickled her there. She didn't resist. Meanwhile, Jamal let loose another load as she cleaned his butt hole.

DeMarcus shoved her over the couch and got her in position to fuck her ass. Todd used to ask for that years ago when they first married. She'd go along, but Todd hadn't been near her ass in ages. Now it was a 9-inch fat black cock knocking on heaven's door. He used saliva to grease the way, then stuck his chocolate inside, which caused her to shriek.

Chrissy was beginning to wear out. Dontrell and Jamal were jerking off as DeMarcus abused her ass. They loved fucking her. And she loved being a whore for a change. They wanted her and she wanted them. Realizing they were all getting close to coming, they got Chrissy on her knees, and one by one they got in front of her and blew their load on her face, then made her use her fingers to clean up and put in her mouth.

Even they were stunned by her willingness.

Jamal was a fuck machine. While Dontrell and DeMarcus were picking up clothes, they looked over and saw him making out with Chrissy. Just when they thought it was time to go, he's pushing her on her back to give it to her missionary style. And she wanted it again. "You're so big." Jamal eased into a 10-minute fuck that had her wincing, screaming, moaning and finally reaching climax. He came inside her AGAIN.

Chrissy collapsed on the couch. Jamal and Dontrell went to use the shower upstairs. Sure enough, DeMarcus got on her again and fucked her. He didn't make love to her; her fucked her. Grabbing her by the throat, pulling her hair, smacking her ass, and making her beg for his nigga dick. "Maybe yo man think twice next time bout calling me a nigger."

He got up and went for his shower. Chrissy continued to just lay there as they finished up and got dressed. She looked over and the three of them pulling their shorts on, their long limp dicks disappearing from sight. She'd never be the same. DeMarcus came over to her, kissed her, and whispered, "You know the number." They left. Chrissy fell asleep.

Two days later, Todd returned home. He dropped his bags in the bedroom and went into his office. After checking some emails, he switched on the house security system, which had cameras throughout the house, including the patio, the kitchen and the living room. The evidence was all there. His girl-next-door wife turned black cock slut. His heart-rate kicked up a notch. "Did he have a heart attack? An anxiety attack? No. He found himself pulling his dick out and jerking off to three hung black teens doing his wife.

-- The end.
Great story!