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Veronica met me at the door. What a sexy babe.

She was nearly as tall as I. Blond, large breasts, narrow hips.
Dressed to the nines, of course. Her makeup was perfect, her
jewelry expensive. She looked like just about everything I
needed on one plate.

I was back home in London after five years in China; and I was
broke. Hopefully, no one yet knew that I was broke.

When I had left, I was worth about 3 million pounds; 3 million
pounds that I had earned myself. Good God, what an arrogant twit
I was, I thought I was a genius; a man who earns 3 million pounds
must be one. Or maybe he’s just had some luck.

“Gary! How good to see you.” Said Veronica, smiling at me
through a small fortune in periodontal work. “I heard you were
back. Glynn told me.”

In that case, she probably also realized how I knew about her
party; she had phoned to invite my host, Glynn, and I’d heard the
message as she left it on his answering machine.

“This is quite a coincidence.” Veronica continued, taking my
coat, “I think Privathi is coming. I invited Henry Cunningham,
and he’s seeing her you know, and he said he’d try to bring her
tonight. She probably won’t come, it really isn’t her kind of
thing, is it? She never had much interest in society, always too
busy with her academic work. Anyway, I hope if she does come, it
won’t be awkward.”

Ha. Veronica would love it to be awkward; she comes from a class
of people with little else to do but gossip. Awkward reunions
make for great gossip.

I wondered if Privathi would really come. I wondered what it
would be like to see her again. Thinking of her brought back the
memories of better days;

I had been spending some time in Bangkok, working on arranging
the deal that would earn me my fortune. Privathi was working as
a waitress at the hotel bar.

It’s always difficult, when people ask me how I met her. As most
people know, “Bangkok bar girl” means prostitute. Privathi was
not a prostitute, I want to state that loud and clear. She was a
respectable girl from a respectable family, working in a
five-star hotel mainly for some work experience, and to improve
her English.

Anyone who works, or has tried to work, in the Third World will
know that waiting is a big part of it. I was hanging around in
that hotel in Bangkok for three or four weeks, with nothing to do
and no one to talk to. Except Privathi.

As the cocktail waitress, talking to me was her job. As a lonely
male, picking her up and seducing her was my job.

Women are a dime a dozen in Bangkok, everyone knows that. The
hotel was careful to keep the call girls out, but just outside
and down the street there is bar after bar, club after club,
packed with beautiful young Thai women; available at very
reasonable rates.

But I had never paid for sex, and didn’t plan to start just
because I was in Bangkok. I flirted with Privathi, and enjoyed
her bright outlook on life, her wonderful optimism, her clear
eyes and ready smile.

She was always wonderfully, if slightly conservatively dressed
for her job [I suppose the management didn’t want anyone to
confuse their waitresses for bargirls]. Her complexion was
wonderful; her hair thick, glossy and black. Generally, there
was no one around during the long afternoons I sat in the bar
with her. Neither of us had anything to do except chat. I asked
her out eventually; I had to use a lot of tact, the situation in
Bangkok being what it was between the local women and the foreign
men. We had to go out to another hotel for dinner, where she
wasn’t known. Of course, everyone assumed she was a hooker. I
think it upset me more than it upset Privathi.

I took her out to dinner five times, and spent almost every day
with her for a week or two before we ever had sex. I had never
courted any woman for as long as I courted Privathi.

She was worth it.

She was as wonderful in bed as she was out of bed; stunningly
beautiful, a pleasure in the deepest sense of the word.

We didn’t even kiss until we got into that hotel room; I had to
rent a room in another hotel, of a class that would tolerate me
bringing a local woman in with me. It angered me, that they all
assumed she was a prostitute. Was that the only possible
relationship between a Thai woman and a British man?

When our lips met, our bodies seem to melt into one another. We
both knew we were in trouble straight away. Perhaps it was that
long period of Platonic dating; maybe we were just both just
completely horny by that time. Whatever, but the first time I
had sex with Privathi was possibly the most powerful sex I’ve
ever had in my life. My fingers and toes, and everything in
between, was tingling with emotion. I wanted to hold her in my
arms forever, I wanted to give her the world; I wanted to get her
away from Bangkok, to someplace where I could walk with her down
the street holding her hand, and everyone would know that our
relationship was emotional, not financial.

We kissed luxuriously, enjoying the intensity of our first
lovemaking, that wonderful initial exploration of each other’s
sensitivities and desires, each of us searching for the touch
that would bring the other the most pleasure.

There was a wonderful tension as we stroked and cuddled each
other, winding our passion tighter and tighter; until neither of
us could stand to wait a moment longer.

It’s hard to describe what I felt the first time my cock entered
her sweet body. As I felt the pressure of her vaginal muscles
against my organ, it was as though my soul was being engulfed by
hers. As I looked into her wonderful dark eyes, I was sure she
was the ultimate woman, the woman I wanted for my own.

She trembled in my arms as we made love, staring into my eyes as
if trying to see what was hidden there; but I had nothing to hide
from Privathi.

Once we had started, there was no stopping us. We couldn’t get
enough of each other, both of us craved the other’s company. It
was easy then, the wait in Bangkok. Because every day I was
there, I could spend looking into my beautiful Privathi’s face,
stroking her fingers under the table when no one was around. And
every night, we would slip away to the new hotel.

She was a novice when it came to sex; but she would do anything
to please me. There isn’t much in the way of sexual taboo in her
country; except that if you did it with a white man, you must be
a whore.

The touch of Privathi’s fingers on my arm was more erotic to me
that another woman sucking my cock. I would trade fucking any
other woman for a mere kiss from Privathi; I would rather gaze at
her face than any other thing on earth.

And when I would hold her small round ass cheeks in my hands, and
carefully penetrate her sweet young vagina with my achingly hard
cock, I was sure that heaven on earth had been achieved.

I don’t know if she felt his strongly about me as I felt about
her; but her feelings were strong, I’m sure of that. She
absolutely loved sex with me. The delight on her face as she
would stroke my cock with her fine small fingers was a treat to
behold; the tension in her body as I would penetrate her was a
tension born of real emotion. The magnificent release of that
tension as she came, and came again, was the ultimate sexuality
for me.

I asked her to come back to England with me. She could finish
her studies there; a degree from Oxford would be worth much more
than a degree from a university in Thailand. She had the grades
to get in, and I had the tuition. She was studying organic
chemistry.

“Gary! How are you, old boy?”

” Just fine, Tim. How are you doing, how’s the household?”

Why had I left, why had I left Privathi? I had sufficient money, why
did I need to gamble exactly what I had, aiming to make more?

I had not even realized what does it cost? I ‘d missed her. The anticipation
was making me nuts; was she coming? Would I see her tonight?

” They’re all fine, thanks. So, I heard you were in China for the
last few years.”

” Yes, that’s right. I’ve been dealing with establishing a factory to
produce paper from bamboo.”

” Bamboo? Truly? You can make paper from that?”

What would she state when she saw me? How would she react? How
would I react?

I had purchased a house in Oxford, and Privathi and I lived gladly
there while she went to school. Money was rolling in from the
deals I had actually established to export teak furniture from Thailand, and
business kept me active enough; perhaps too active, perhaps I.
had lost touch with what was crucial.

And Privathi’s academic work was extremely difficult on her; the.
romance seemed to fade from our relationship over the next.
numerous years, up until it seemed to me we were simply going through.
the motions. There was an opportunity in China; the wood in.
Thailand was no longer being cut, and the big outlet store.
had started importing massive quantities of items just like.
mine however much less expensive.

I signed your house over to Privathi, in addition to my Mercedes. That.
was fair, I figured, and I might afford it. Footloose and fancy.
free, or so I thought, I flew to Beijing.

I heard absolutely nothing from her while I remained in China. Well, why should.
I? We had divided up, I had left her. She ‘d showed little in the.
method of feeling when I ‘d informed her what I was doing. Did she believe.
it was fair? Yes, extremely reasonable she ‘d stated.

And after that, there she was. On the arm of Henry; the bastard.

She would be 30 years old now. Not the young thing that I had.
satisfied in Bangkok.

She was sensational. I felt my knees start to buckle at the sight.
of her. I felt my heart rate boost, my palms start to sweat.
Where was that wheeler dealership business man? Where was that.
smooth seducer of women? Gone, flown out the window at the sight.
of Privathi.

In her high heels, she was still just about five foot 6 inches.
She was using a trendy green pastel dress that contrasted.
wonderfully with her pale skin and black hair. Her breasts.
weren’t as complete as they had actually when been; she had actually cut her hair.
short, and it was now shoulder length.

It was then that I realized how I enjoyed her; I have no idea exactly what.
had triggered me to never even know it; however unexpectedly, alone in the.
crowd at Veronica’s little society gathering, I understood that.
leaving Privathi had actually been the best mistake of my life; and.
that’s stating something.

I enjoyed her relocation about, greeting my good friends, our friends. One.
of them pointed me out to her. It looked like the world went.
into slow movement as her head turned; as her eyes found mine. I.
believed I ‘d been struck by lightning; I was stayed with the flooring,.
my beverage held limply in my hand, as I stared as soon as more into.
Privathi’s unique dark eyes.

I was shocked that conversation didn’t stop as the.
lightning crackled and flashed throughout the congested space in between.
us.

I should have seethed to leave her. I must’ve been plain raving.
mad. How could I win her back now? Henry was among my old.
society pals. I had when seen his portfolio; he must be worth a.
few million.

Privathi smiled at me, and was as if a light went on in my soul;.
a light that had headed out, without me even seeing, some years.
before.

She came over. Her face filled my vision, her reluctant smile.
triggered me to drool with desire.

” Hi, Gary. How are you? How was China?”.

I can’t remember our discussion. We were both attempting to be.
civilized, when something more primal was exactly what was truly.
required; fuck, flight, or fight. I do not know which, however I was.
sure she was feeling those three advises in some mix at.
least as strongly as I was.

Her smell filled my nostrils. I wished to take her away someplace.
where I might talk with her alone, hold her hand and tell her how I.
really felt.

However I’m English. Stiff upper lip and all that. Not revealing our.
emotions is the nationwide sport. And she was still Thai. They are.
much better than the English at the video game.

” I ‘d much better return to Henry.” She informed me finally; “He is my.
date. We’ll talk later, Gary.” And she moved through the fancy.
people, back to him.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t been with anyone; there was Ming, the.
Chinese woman.

She was the assistant to my lawyer. I piled on the appeal after.
I thought I ‘d found the glimmer of a signal from her; these.
asian ladies can be really subtle, but I was accustomed to that.
already.

As I had with Privathi, I didn’t hurry things. I took her out to.
dinner, and truly enjoyed her business. She informed me much about how.
things worked in Beijing, a lot about the culture, and a little.
about herself.

She was older than Privathi; around 40, closer to my own age. Her.
age didn’t detract at all from her beauty to me, though.
If anything, it made her preferred somehow. It was possible.
to imagine that a female of her age was attracted to me for.
something more than my foreign exchange, and there’s something.
outstanding about a lady who can still be appealing in middle.
age.

She had a beautiful face, with a cute pointed little chin. And of.
course, those lovely dark asian eyes.

It was amazing to seduce her. There was something so splendidly.
prohibited about everything in China, and that went double for the.
females. She advised me a lot of Privathi. She was no virgin, however.
she was extremely reluctant about our very first time together.

She was a very thin woman, with little however well formed breasts;.
She had beautiful nipples that constantly solidified splendidly when I.
had sex with her, and a fine round little ass that I simply loved.
to bite.

Looking back, I can still practically feel that wonderful very first.
penetration; Ming extended out listed below me, waiting on the dick of.
the foreign devil to finally take her, after all those weeks of.
flirtation, all those hours of stunning and interesting foreplay.
She was well lubed; I had delighted in licking her out for 5.
or 10 minutes, however hadn’t had the ability to make her come. However when I.
lastly pushed my way inside her thin body, it was as though she.
was released; that cool asian façade fell apart, and she was.
mine.

I held her sweet face in my hands as she came, stroking her.
pointed cheekbones with my thumbs and looking into her big eyes.
while she melted into that primal state that people reach,.
whatever their culture, when they have their orgasms.

She loved my dick. She would caress it and kiss it; she loved to
keep me hard. And when I stuffed it carefully into her tiny body,
her whole frame would shudder at the penetration, and she would
whimper and cry with pleasure.

I loved to hold Ming in my arms. She was like a little girl of 40
years old, an exotic love toy. I loved dominating her fine little
body with my own, squeezing and kissing her, making her come,
forcing her to lose her sweet little Chinese cool.

It took courage and trust for Ming to become my lover. Going with
a foreign devil is still something outrageous there; it’s sort of
like a blond girl from the neighborhood having a black lover over
here.

I hired Ming as my interpreter, and set out into the provinces to
set up my factory.

China sucked me in; I hadn’t planned to spend five years there.
I thought one year, maybe two. Get everything rolling, then come
back to England. But one year led into another, one delay led to
the next. I was paying through the nose for everything, but I
didn’t think it was a problem at first. Everything was cheap in
China, by European standards at least. Labor was almost free,
but you got what you paid for. The local officials could be
bought for a reasonable price, but you didn’t get what you paid
for. My local partners never seemed to come up with their
portion of the finances on time; more delays.

Life in China seemed to go on at its own pace. Trying to do
business there was like trying to swim through honey, a huge
effort was required to go a small distance; but if you could just
relax, everything was actually kind of sweet.

Ming was the very picture of efficiency; always clean and neat,
habitually wearing a starched white blouse and black trousers.
With her small round glasses and no makeup, no one would expect
the nature of her veracious sexuality as she efficiently took
care of business.

She had to have it, every night after work. Sometimes in the
morning as well. In her little red kimono and a hint of perfume,
I couldn’t resist her.

Not that I’m complaining; but we were both past 40, and this went
on for nearly five years.

I recall that she didn’t like to give head at first; but she soon
discovered that it never failed to get me hard for her, even
after the longest and most frustrating of working days. She came
to enjoy sucking on my organ for its own sake, and even began to
let me come in her mouth.

But I loved it best when I was holding her small smooth body in
my arms, sliding my big foreign dick in and out of her, tenderly
cradling her and watching her face while she came.

She was sweet, she was smart, she was indispensable, and I liked
her a lot; but I never truly loved her. She was never Privathi.

I transferred more and more of my money to my Beijing account. I
don’t even know how I managed to fritter it all away. The
factory was built; the machinery was imported; a huge pile of
bamboo was at this moment drying in the warehouse. And here I
was, mooning over an ex-girlfriend at a society party in London.

Of course, it didn’t really matter. It was no longer my
warehouse. My Chinese partner had pulled out, and the venture was
bankrupt.

Ming was nowhere to be found before I left. Perhaps she didn’t
want to see me in my shame.

I stayed late at the party, and did my best to seduce Veronica.
Privathi seemed to be always standing next to Henry, and his arm
was often around her slim hips. I tried to keep from dwelling on
it, but it was impossible. Images of Privathi sucking henrys
young cock kept coming to me, images of my lovely little Privathi
writhing in passion, clutching Henry as he fucked her.

Veronica just laughed at my efforts, and sent me home. I guess my
heart wasn’t in it.

I met with Privathi a couple of days later at a café.

“It’s good to see you again, Gary.” she said, as I gave her a
peck on the cheek.

A peck on the cheek… I needed to take her in my arms, hold her
tight to myself and never let go, I wanted to feel her sweet
little tongue in my mouth, I wanted…

“Shall we sit over here by the window?”

“Yes, fine. How have you been, Privathi? What have you been
doing?” Miserable without me, pining away, unable to cope alone,
waiting for the day I’d return..?

“I’ve been doing just great, Gary. I got a job in research with
Merck here in London after I graduated. It’s a good place to
work, and the job is very fulfilling.”

It was ecstasy and agony talking to her. It was truly good to see
her again, to know that she was well. But it was terrible to
think that I’d lost her.

As our lunch ended, somehow I just couldn’t help myself. As we
stood to leave, I took her in my arms. Her eyes widened at the
presumptuousness of it, but she did nothing to stop me. A surge
of adrenaline pumped through me, and taking the back of her head
in the palm of my hand, I kissed her.

If for a moment, she was mine again. Her body melted into mine,
our spirits mixed into one. I could feel every fiber of her
being, and I felt power flooding into my body again, power that I
hadn’t felt since my fortunes had turned.

Her lips parted at my tongue’s request, and I tasted the inside
of her sweet mouth once more.

Suddenly, savagely, and without warning, she gently pushed me
away; bursting my brief moment of contentment like the bubble it
was.

“No, Gary, no. You left me; you can’t just pick me up again like
a book you left in the corner. It isn’t fair, Gary. Not to me,
and not to Henry.”

Everyone in the cafe was staring at us. I’m proud to say that
for once in my life, I didn’t give a shit.

“Privathi, come back to me, I’ll never leave you again. I’ve
never regretted anything like I’ve regretted leaving you.”

“Is it me you regret leaving, Gary, or your comfortable English
life?”

“It’s only you, Privathi.” I told her.

It was true. Of course I missed the money; but I had made money
once, and I still had confidence that I would make money again.
There’s lots of money in the world, but there’s only one
Privathi. I might have been confused before, but now I was clear;
it wasn’t being poor that was causing my agony, it was being
without her.

For the next week, I went through the motions of trying to find
investors to bail out my business in China. But my heart was on
fire, I had to get her back. I phoned her a couple of times, and
we had good talks. Neither of us said anything about the kiss in
the café, or its implications; but she started to open herself to
me, telling me of what she had been up to while I was away. Or
taunting me about what she’d been up to, if you like.

She told me about Henry.

“He’s a little bit twisted.” She said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, sexually. He’s a little bit twisted.”

“Exactly how is he twisted?” I asked suspiciously.

“He’s into swinging.”

“Swinging?”

“Yes. He likes it when I sleep with his friends.”

That took a moment to soak in. My Privathi? Sleeping around?

“You did that?” I really thought she was just putting me on at
first.

“Not strait away. But he kept telling me what fun it was.”

“Was it fun? Did you like it?”

I was quite shocked. Of course I knew she’d been with Henry while
I was away; but with his friends? My innocent little Privathi?

“Sometimes. It depended on the guy. One or two of them were
really good looking. Your friend Glynn was fairly hopeless.”

“You slept with Glynn?”

My God, not Glynn; He’d never mentioned it to me; I was staying
with him, and he’d known about this. I felt perfectly humiliated.

“Several times. Henry was really wild about the girl that Glynn
was with at that time.

“Glynn wasn’t really so bad, I suppose.” She continued, “He has
a nice penis, but he hasn’t got much idea what to do with it.
Now that Norbert, he was different.”

“You slept with Norbert?”

“Oh yes. I think I slept with most of your friends. And Henry
slept with all their wives and girlfriends. These rich people
don’t have much else to do, but it was quite tiring for me since
I work a full-time job. Still, it was fun for a while. Henry is
a nice guy, Gary, and he’s always lots of fun. But I never really
loved him. How could I with all that fooling around?”

All that fooling around? Most of my friends? No wonder everyone
was suddenly treating me so strangely.

“But what was different about Norbert?”

She continued; “Norbert; the man is a monster, he has a huge
member, and he can fuck all night. I had to beg him to come and
get it over with. Luckily it was a Saturday, so I didn’t have to
work the next day, I could barely walk.”

I’d always wondered why women seemed to be hanging on Norbert all
the time; he’s a bit of a geek on the surface. I was suddenly
feeling very inadequate indeed.

“Come on, Privathi; you’re making this up.”

“No, no. It’s true, I swear. You ask Henry yourself, he’ll tell
you. He’s quite open about it all.”

” Do you prefer to do those things, Privathi? Did you delight in
Norbert?”

” Well, it’s rather an experience for a woman to get screwed like
that, and I’ll constantly treasure the memory. But do I truly desire
to sleep with complete strangers? No, not anymore, I don’t believe. It’s.
fun on a certain level, however in the end it doesn’t leave me.
feeling great about myself.”.

” Would you desire to sleep with Norbert once again?”.

I dreaded the answer, however I was thankful I ‘d found the courage to.
ask, none the less.

” Well, I cannot reject that investing a night with a man like that is.
really satisfying physically; from a purely orgasmic viewpoint, he.
can’t be beat. However the truth is, I was never ever satisfied in my.
heart. There was always something missing, with all them.
They were all great, but none of them really cared about me. I.
was just a good unique interruption to them, an asian bimbo.
They never ever knew I’m a respected researcher, and they would not have.
been interested if they did know. I like the way you made love.
with me. With you, it was always totally different, it was.
more than just sex. We had something really unique, Gary; we had.
genuine love. I understand that now. You never wanted to sleep with other.
ladies, did you Gary?”.

” You were constantly all the woman I ever desired, Privathi.”.

It wasn’t totally true; but I was feeling a little better now.
” Real love” she ‘d stated. But could she see it was still there? I.
understood now that in my heart I liked her, and I undoubtedly always would.
There were just 2 possible courses for my life to take now;.
happiness with Privathi, or agony without her.

Then, a couple of days later, there was a knock on the door;.
it was her.

She didn’t speak, she merely looked into my eyes. The message.
was composed there for me to read, and my heart filled with joy.
like a balloon filling with gas. Pulling her into Glynn’s.
hallway, I took her into my arms again, my mouth was filled.
with hers, my soul was filled with hers. I didn’t know if it was.
for a minute or for a lifetime, however I wanted to accept.
whatever I could have.

I’ve never known desire like the desire I felt at that minute; I.
wanted her with all of my being, I wished to make love with her.
in every sense of the word.

And I did.

She resembled a plume in my arms as I swept her off her feet,.
the power of a primal monster streaming through my veins, the.
adrenaline shooting through my body offering my muscles a sensation.
of superhuman strength. Neither people spoke as I carried her up.
the stairs, and placed her reverently on my borrowed bed. There.
was no requirement for words, our communication was happening at a.
more primal level. Our clothing vanished without much trouble,.
and our bodies were in contact once again.

It wasn’t simply a matter of erogenous zones; our entire bodies were.
erotic zones, Privathi’s touch versus the side of my nose was.
enough to make me tremble with experience.

She groaned as I rubbed her feet and sucked her toes, the method I.
utilized to do. She sobbed and wept as I kissed her calves,.
knees, thighs. As my tongue once again introduced itself to her.
sweet clitoris.

My cock was burning, it was on fire, and there was just one location.
the fire could be snuffed out.

I was nearly shaking with anticipation and excitement as I.
placed the tip of my cock against my real love’s vagina; her.
fingers rubbed my face, and she looked into my eyes as she.
awaited that very first wonderful thrust of entry after a lot of.
lost years.

My burning cock slid slowly into her; the interior of Privathi’s.
body felt cool versus it by comparison. Her sexual juices could.
lube my motion, might carry away the excessive heat of my.
organ, but not of my heart.

 

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I had forgotten. I had forgotten what sex was, it had actually been so.
long. yes, I had actually screwed Ming nearly every day for 5 years,.
but that was absolutely nothing. this was real, this was essential; my lost.
fortune was worthless, my disgrace was unimportant compared with.
this minute. for at this moment, Privathi was mine. Henry could.
drive her around in his elegant vehicle, keep her in his townhouse,.
share her with his good friends and have her serve him his breakfast;.
but her heart was mine, I might feel it.

My cock remained in her vaginal area, and my heart remained in her hands. I.
would have it no other method.

Her dark unique eyes gazed into mine as she came, and there was.
no holding me any longer. I appeared like a volcano, with a power.
impossible to withstand or control.

We lay quietly for a time, still paired, as I kissed her carefully.
I discovered a gray hair or 2 on her head. It was curious, as I.
somehow still considered Privathi as a teenager.

” I have to go, Gary.”.

” Why?”.

” I have to fulfill Henry for supper. I’m sorry, Gary.”.

” Sorry that you need to satisfy Henry for dinner, or sorry that.
you’re here with me?”.

” Both. I shouldn’t have come here, Gary. It was an error, I’m.
sorry.”.

” Privathi. don’t leave me now.”.

However she did. But, she left me with something; hope. She.
may be able to pretend, even to herself, that what had simply.
taken place was not relevant. But it was, it was. I had no other way.
of knowing how serious things were in between her and Henry, but I.
was positive that it wasn’t as serious as it was between.
Privathi and myself.

She had come to me to meet a need. I was positive she would.
be back. She had demonstrated that all the males in London were.
unable to fill her real requirement, simply as all the women of the orient.
might never ever fill mine.

And she was back; in less than a week.

We had the entire day together this time.

She rested on the sofa, and put her feet on my lap. We were both.
silent as Privathi smiled at me, and I eliminated her shoes.
Privathi has the most beautiful feet; little and pointed, with.
prominent arches. I started to rub them and massage them, like I.
used to do. It was something that always relaxed us both, and.
never ever failed to get us both horny.

” Do you love me, Gary?” She asked.

” Yes.” I replied, with no doubt. “Completely. Totally and.
entirely.”.

” Then why did you leave me?”.

” I was foolish. Mad, nuts. I didn’t realize exactly what we had.”.

” I’ve been dealing with Henry for 3 years, now.”.

” I understand.”.

We stated absolutely nothing for a time, as my fingers traced up and down her.
legs, as I raised one foot after another to my lips, to kiss the.
feet of the lady I liked.

” I’m 34 years old, Gary.” She said.

“I’m 45.”  I said.

 

“I want children, Gary.”

 

“But not with Henry?”

 

“No. Henry is fun, and he’s been good to me. But…” she hesitated.

 

“But what, Privathi?”

 

“He’s not the man I love; that I want to father my children,

Gary.  You are. I want a one on one relationship, I don’t want to

play those silly games anymore.”

 

We were quiet for a minute while I sucked her toes, one at a

time.

 

“I have to tell you something Privathi.” I said, “And when you’ve

heard it, you may not want me as the father of your children

either.”

 

“What is it, Gary?”

 

It came out of me compulsively, like vomit; uncontrolled and

nasty, leaving a sour taste behind in the mouth.

 

“I’m broke, Privathi. Totally broke. I’m not the man I was five

years ago; I’ve been trying, but it looks like I won’t be able to

salvage my Chinese venture.”

 

“You’re such an asshole, Gary.” She said, without removing her

foot from my hand.

 

“I’m sorry, Privathi. I lost it all, I don’t know if I’ll ever be

able to support you.”

 

“Lick me out.” She said, pulling off her panties.

 

“You always had a good tongue, Gary,” she said as I went at my

task.

 

“Good for licking, at least. Lick my asshole.” She told me,

turning over.

 

That was new, but I did what she asked, like I always used to. As

though we were a couple again, even though I knew I had no chance

against wealthy young Henry.

 

“That’s very good, Gary.” She told me after a minute or so. “Take

off your clothes.”

 

I did as she instructed.

 

“You want me to suck your cock?” she asked.

 

“Oh yes, please.” I said, standing in front of her and offering

it to her as she sat on the couch.

 

Her small hands over my cock were wonderful. She caressed my

balls, opened her mouth, and pulled me into herself.

 

I’d forgotten how good Privathi was at giving head.  Actually,

she hadn’t been that good before, I realized.

 

She moved her head back and forth, sucking my cock deep into her

mouth three or four times before stopping for a few seconds, and

then starting again.  Her fingers traced across my ass and the

insides of my thighs.

 

“Take me to the bedroom now, Gary.”  She said, lifting her arms.

I lifted her up like a baby once more, and carried her upstairs.

 

She took off her blouse and bra, and lay on the bed, spread and

completely naked.

 

“Lick me some more, Gary.  Oh yes, MMM, that’s very nice.  I

would like you to be the father of my children, Gary.  If you can

make the commitment.  I don’t need your money, Gary.  I have

plenty.  I still have the Oxford House, it’s rented out.  I have

a good job; I’m the manager of my laboratory, I have 30 people

working under me.  For the last three years, I haven’t even been

paying any rent, and I’m still driving your old Mercedes.  Get

your tongue inside, Gary.  Oh yes, yes. Also, when my parents

die, I will inherit a lot of property. But I don’t want to end up

raising children alone.  I don’t have time, I need someone to

stay at home and look after them for me.  I don’t want my

children being raised by hired help, Gary.  Keep going, don’t

stop now!  Ah, good.  That’s it.  Do you love me enough, Gary?

Never mind, we’ll talk about this later.  I want your cock in me

now.  Oh God, I’ve missed you so much, Gary!”

 

I had no intention of becoming a househusband, but I was very

flattered to have been asked.

 

I watched my cock slowly disappear into Privathi’s lovely little

body again, and then I put my hands behind her shoulder blades,

and fucked her hard the way she likes it.  We came together.  Our

orgasms were simultaneous, as well.

 

 

 

Privathi’s stories of eccentric sex had a strange effect on me;

they distressed me, but they turned me on.  She always loved to

tease me, so she told me more once we’d had some coffee,

recovered our breath, and had retuned to the bed.

 

“A couple of times, Henry took me to a swingers club.”

 

“What happened there?”

 

“My clit, honey.  Don’t forget my clit.  Ah, that’s better.

Henry selected a man for me, someone neither of us knew.  Henry

told me to take my clothes off. There were about six people in

the room.”

 

“You did it? You striped off in front of six men?” I paused to

ask.

 

What had Henry done to her? The Privathi I’d left behind would

never do such a thing.

 

“Four men and two women. Yes, I did. I didn’t want to at first,

but Henry insisted. I was used to doing what he said, so I

finally started to take my clothes off, and everyone was really

nice about it.”

 

“I bet.”

 

“No, really. They all said how nice I looked, and how it was so

good of me to undress for them all. I was very self-conscious of

course, but I was excited at the same time. Then one of the men

asked if he could please kiss me.”

 

“And?”

 

“Well, that seemed pretty harmless, so I said it was alright. But

he started to fondle my breasts while he kissed me, and I found

that it excited me; I hadn’t expected that. I looked over at

Henry, and he was kissing one of the other women.”

 

How torrid, I thought; kissing another woman while encouraging

Privathi to submit to another man, and a stranger at that!

 

“So what did you do?”

 

“I just kept kissing the strange man, and he started to run his

hands over my body while the others watched.  Of course I had

very mixed feelings about this. Henry knew these people, but they

were all strangers to me.  I felt very vulnerable, and I wasn’t

sure if it was a good idea to let this man do what he was doing.

But I didn’t want to make a scene, I knew Henry really wanted me

to do this, and I have to admit that I was enjoying it on some

level.  Not only the excitement of physical intimacy with this

good-looking stranger, but how everyone was watching.  I was as

surprised then as you are now to find how excited I got from it.

It was an incredible thrill like I’d never had before.

 

“Then he told me to bend over, and hold on to the coffee table

with my hands. I did it, and then the strange man started licking

me.”

 

A strange man’s tongue in Privathi’s most sacred place; the

thought burned at my heart and inflated my cock.

“Did you like it?”

“Oh yes, I certainly did. It was very strange, but it was

impossible to ignore the man’s tongue.  He wasn’t as good as you

with his tongue, it wasn’t anything like how nice you’re making

me feel right now. But he had a lovely cock, and I was surprised

to find myself looking forward to him doing it to me with it. He

put it in me very carefully, from behind. I couldn’t come with

all those people watching, not that first time, so after a while

we went into a private room.  I was really wound up by then, and

we had great sex.  I was amazed at myself that I could enjoy

something like that, but I did. I never even knew his name.”

 

Beautiful cock, Great sex, didn’t know his name! Oh, Privathi, why
did I leave you? It was my fault, I ‘d left her because susceptible
state that those people had benefited from.

Privathi was quiet for a minute, and I continued my task at her
groin.

” The thing was, Gary, I was searching for the level of
satisfaction that we utilized to share. That’s what I think now. And
at the very same time, in my mind, I was doing these things to penalize
you for leaving me. I knew how you would hate it if you understood.

” It made Henry truly wild to watch me,” she continued after a.
moment, “when I came out of the space he wanted me to do it.
again. There was a black guy there, and Henry stated I ought to suck.
his dick. I do not know why, however the order thrilled me; it was so.
outrageous a thing to demand of me. I wasn’t in charge at the lab.
yet at the time, however I was accustomed to being spoken with with.
more regard. I simply spontaneously knelt down and did it right in.
front of everybody. Some part of me desired to be like that, a.
submissive lady. I was really uncomfortable once again in the beginning, but.
at the very same time I took pleasure in being the focal point. I.
took pleasure in the very fact that I was accepting this abuse of my.
self-respect. The black guy stated he thought I was very gorgeous, and.
I offered terrific head. It was all so filthy and depraved, however somehow.
I didn’t care. I was far from my work environment, where I.
had to be appreciated to make it through. I asked him to take me into.
the side space, and he did.”.

Privathi had actually been the one to ask; she had actually asked the black male she.
didn’t know, after offering him head in public, to take her to the.
side space.

” He fucked you?”.

” Keep your tongue therein, Gary, and I’ll inform you about it.
Oh, yes. Yes, the black guy fucked me. He was great, in fact.
I discovered it extremely interesting, I have just ever been with white males.
aside from that, you understand. There’s something about those black.
hands on my breasts, the way his penis looked in my hands. And.
there’s something a lot more prohibited about choosing a black.
male than with a white guy for Thai individuals. Extremely naughty, very.
interesting.”.

He was nice, she ‘d stated; she liked him, she ‘d delighted in making it.
with him. Oh, Privathi, what have they done to you?

” He made you come?”.

” Of course, darling. I believe I came three times. It wasn’t simply.
that he was appealing and competent as a lover, it was the.
outrageousness of all of it. I didn’t even understand him, and here I was.
in a space with him, his black cock penetrating my body, his.
strong arms … you love this, don’t you? … his strong black arms.
holding me tightly. I was entirely at his grace, he might have.
done anything with me. But he was mild and sweet, thankfully, and.
he made love with me extremely well. However there’s more to life than.
orgasms, you know.”.

I understand that; there is such a thing as commitment. I desired it, but.
wasn’t sure how it was acquired.

” Did you ever satisfy the man again?”.

” The black male? Yes. He was a good and tender lover, and I’m.
scared I can’t say that about every guy I’ve been with. We were.
at the same club a few weeks later on. Henry asked me if I.
would let everyone enjoy me do it with the guy who ran the location,.
Franz. I didn’t like him quite, so I didn’t desire to at.
initially. But Henry stated everyone would actually like to see me do it.
with him, so I finally concurred.”.

” Just to please the others? You wanted to let a man you.
didn’t even like make love with you?”.

” Oh, I have no idea. It was odd; the very reality that I actually.
didn’t like Franz made it very kinky to let him do it to me. And.
he wasn’t unsightly or anything. In fact, he was a bit too.
attractive. One of those men who think that females just can’t.
withstand him. I did it to please Henry, actually. But it wasn’t.
love-making, Gary; it was just kinky sex.

” And I had found that I didn’t mind individuals watching; in some.
methods, it contributes to the experience. Understanding that they are all.
taking pleasure in simply to see; it’s lovely. Likewise, it made me feel a.
little safer.

” Anyway, the black male existed seeing, and Franz motioned.
for him to come and join us. After a while, I began to actually.
enjoy myself. It was oddly exciting, being loved by 2 males.
while everyone watched.”.

” Did you truly like it?”.

I hated the idea of my female in that position; how embarrassing.
for us both. Sex with 2 guys, one she didn’t even like, for the.
amusement of others.

” The black guy was really young, around 20. He was truly.
something.”.

And I was middle aged and not much of anything, any longer.

” Yes, I liked it. I was so lonely and depressed deep within; I.
desperately needed the approval, the assurance that I was still.
desirable to a good-looking young man.”.

” You screwed them both, one after the other?”.

” Yes. They took turns with me. I would draw the cock of one, or.
simply kiss him, while the other was doing it to me. And all the.
others were seeing. I didn’t like drawing their cocks much.
with prophylactics on, though. Do you understand that you’re the only man.
I’ve ever let do it to me without a prophylactic, Gary?”.

” Really?” A small relief. Actually, a huge relief.

” Yes. It was a very self-destructive stage of my life, all that.
strange sex I entered after you left me. I wished to return.
at you, in some way, however I didn’t have a death desire. Do you taste.
your very own can be found in there Gary? He he. Here, rest on top of me.
Put your head in between my breasts. Ah, that’s great.” Privathi.
rubbed my hair while she continued.

” Anyway, I pulled the prophylactic off the black male’s penis, so I.
could feel him better in my mouth. I liked him, and his cock was.
lovely; so big and hard, so smooth and young. I enjoyed how it.
felt in my mouth, and how it looked, black and glossy. And he was.
so appreciative, he kept saying how pleased he was about everything. I.
sucked him up until he came. I enjoyed feeling him injecting my.
mouth with his sperm. Does that turn you on, Gary? Yes, it was.
rich and great, and everyone saw me swallow it. Kiss my breast,.
Gary.

” Franz kept going for a while. I turned over so I was on my.
back; you know I like it much better like that. He kissed me even.
though my mouth needs to have tasted of the other male’s sperm. I.
discovered myself believing just how much I disliked him even then, even as.
his cock was sliding into my body, as his face was so near to.
mine. He started doing it to me, sliding his penis in and out of.
my body, and I liked how it felt. It made me feel like I was.
getting one over on him, playing a video game where I pretended I liked.
him. He began doing it to me really hard, ramming me with his.
dick; it hurt, but extremely promoting as well. And then I.
felt I was going to come, and I knew I was not in a great way.
That was the very first time I had an orgasm with individuals seeing.”.

” But not the last time?”.

” No. it’s a type of perversity, I suppose; however I did enjoy myself.
at the time. It was strange to be mindful that I could have an orgasm.
while making love someone I do not like. I did it with Franz again.
another time, and I did it with other guys I didn’t look after. I.
constantly liked it while I was doing it, and hated myself for it the.
next day.”.

That made me worried; exactly what would she seem like after investing the.
day in bed with me, cheating on Henry? Did she actually care, or.
was I just another little sexual experience for her now?

I telephoned her at Henry’s and asked her the next morning.

” Well, I have no idea yet, Gary, I just woke up. I need to fix.
breakfast for Henry before I go to work, I do not have much time.
How do you feel, Gary?”.

“I love you, Privathi.” I told her.

“That’s nice, Gary.” She said after a moment. “I’ll come by
later, after work.”

“Here, kiss.” She said, lifting her foot to my mouth on Glynn’s
couch later. “A little more pressure on the inside of the arch.
Did you know that Veronica and Henry were once a couple, Gary?”

“Yes, that was before I went away.”

“They still do it, sometimes.”

“Really? Just like that?”

I was curious to note that thinking of Henry and veronica doing
it made me jealous. My hands slid up and down Privathi’s legs,
worshiping her.

“Yes. They don’t get along very well, but somehow they really
like to have sex together.”

“Strange.”

“Very. It’s similar to what I had gotten into; physically
gratifying but emotionally empty. Anyway, on Henry’s birthday,
Veronica and I gave him a surprise.”

“Yes, go on.”

I had an idea what was coming; but I wanted to hear it anyway.

“We gave him a nice show first. It’s funny how men really like
that.”

“What kind of show?”

“Oh, you know. Girl/girl. We took each other’s clothes off, and
danced around for him. Then we held and kissed each other. It
made Henry really wild. I’m sure glad you’re not like that,
Gary. You’re so nice and normal.”

She must have realized that normal or not, this was interesting;
she was holding my stiffening penis in her hand.

“Did you like it, kissing Veronica?” My cock was getting
stiffer.

“Well, Veronica is a very attractive woman. I suppose if I was
going to enjoy kissing any woman, it would have to be Veronica.”

Privathi and Veronica; what a combination!

“But did you enjoy it?”

“I imagined I was a man. As soon as I did that, of course
kissing Veronica was very nice. She’s really very pretty, don’t
you think? And she’s so tall, and her breasts are perfect.”

“Did you really find her body attractive? Did it turn you on?”

“It was one of those things that are probably nice to do once in
your life. I gave it a good try, and I did enjoy it. But I’m a
woman, and I have no penis, so it left me a little frustrated,
since we couldn’t really do it. I’m happy not to do any of those
things anymore; I’m so glad you’ve come back to me now, Gary, and
I can put all of that behind me.”

That simple little sentence lifted my heart into the
stratosphere; I had come back to her, It was like saying I was
back WITH her, and she was mine again.

“What else did you and Veronica do?”

 

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“Well, we kissed each other’s breasts; that was nice. it’s so
strange to hold and caress a smooth soft female body; I can see
the attraction. Then Henry held me and kissed me, while Veronica
went down on me.”

“Did you come?”

“No, it was just too strange. But it was very nice, it was very
friendly, and I liked having her do that to me. Then we
changed, and Veronica laid down on her back while I went down on
her.”

“What did you think of that?”

“I was a little surprised, I thought it would be awful, but
actually it was fine. I didn’t mind at all, and Veronica just
loved it. We got into a 69, so we were doing it to each other at
the same time. Then Henry got behind me, and he put his thing in
me while Veronica was still licking me. That made me come, I can
tell you that.”

Somehow, hearing about all her sexual adventures wasn’t as bad as
hearing about Henry making her come, even with Veronica helping.

“We went on for quite a while, there are just a lot of things to
try with three people in a bed. Veronica let Henry do her in the
ass, and she even said she liked it. I thought that was a bit
much, but I licked her clit while they were doing it that way,
and it made her completely crazy. I even wanted to try it myself,
seeing her come like that. It made me think there might be
something in it. But Henry couldn’t hold himself back during it
all, and he was totally finished afterwards.

“And I have to tell you something that may shock you, Gary;”
Privathi added, “I hope you won’t be too disappointed.”

I felt real fear then; after all she had already told me, what
could be so alarming?

“What, Privathi? Tell me.”

“It’s Veronica. She’s not a natural blond. I do love you, Gary.
Rub my back.”

Privathi had an Uncle who did a lot of business with China, and
had some connections in the banking industry there. He did some
asking around.

“Gary, my uncle says it was an inside job. The husband of your
interpreter bought your company at auction.”

“The husband of. my interpreter?”

“Yes. He’s one of the new capitalists in Shanghai.”

“I didn’t know she had a husband.”

Privathi chirped into the phone in Thai with her uncle for
another a few minutes before hanging up.

“She has two children, and two grandchildren. Were you screwing
her, Gary?”

“Yes.” I groaned.

“Well, Gary. you’ve been ruined by a Chinese grandmother. Was
she cute?”

Privathi bought a house for us in the suburbs. She wouldn’t
marry me, even though I asked her.

“Under Thai Law, if I marry a foreiner I wouldn’t be able to
inherit when my parents die.” She told me.

“I don’t understand you, Privathi. You want me to make this big
commitment, but you don’t want to marry me.”

“Of course I want to marry you, Gary. But there’s a lot of money
involved, not to mention my ancestral family home. We have to be
pragmatic.”

I can’t remember exactly how the subject came up, but somehow we
were talking about anal sex.

“Have you ever done that, Gary?”

” No. Have you?”

” Yes.”.

Another defeat.

” What was it like?”.

” Terrible. Henry was always pestering me to attempt it, he said it.
was the best thing. I finally said he could go on after I ‘d.
seen just how much Veronica had actually enjoyed it. He had a fun time,.
but for me, it simply injure like hell.”.

” Didn’t he use some type of lubrication?”.

” Of course. Henry understands what he’s doing. Why, would you like to.
attempt it?”.

” I do not understand. Maybe.”.

” Okay. I’ll tell Henry to come on over and do it to you.”.

” Very amusing.”.

” I didn’t mind in the beginning; Henry licked my asshole. That’s really.
unusual and good. Would you want to do that for me once again, Gary?”.

” Alright.”.

She rolled over and spread her legs wide while raising her hips a.
little.

” Owee! That tickles! I like that, Gary, you can do that to me.
from now on. Where was I? Oh yes, then he began pushing his.
finger in. Not you, Gary! You simply lick, that’s the part I liked.
MMM, yes, hehe. Perhaps Henry’s penis was just too big, but I will not.
let anyone do that once again. I’m extremely turned on, Gary.”.

She rolled over onto her back, and we made incredible love.

Those stories of hers have that impact on us both.

Privathi is pregnant now, for the second time. I don’t know how
I’m going to cope with taking care of two kids; our first boy
already takes up all my time now. Like all bridges, I suppose
we’ll just cross it when we come to it.

Yes, I’m a househusband. I clean, cook, and take care of the
baby. I’ve stopped trying to start a new business; after my
domestic responsibilities, I haven’t got much time, and Privathi
earns enough to keep us well.

I’m not ashamed that it’s Privathi who makes the money and me
that keeps the house now; to my surprise, I’m happy this way. And
isn’t that the point?

I’m happy because every evening my Privathi comes home to me;
because I can hold her in my arms every morning and every night,
and every time it thrills me anew.

Privathi never fails to inspire my passion, and my passion never
fails to inspire hers.

During the day, she may be a high powered scientist; but nights
and weekends, she’s my flower.

I will never consent to share her with other men as Henry did,
despite my fascination for those stories.

I have to admit though, if Privathi were to suggest a little
manage-a-trios with Veronica, I don’t think I could refuse.

 

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