The Ladies Book Club Chapter 1
The Ladies Book Club Chapter 1
Sex Story Author: | aliveinpr |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Why am I thinking this way? I went to work, again dressed seductively with the intent to have my |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Black, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Fiction, Group Sex, Interracial, Prostitution, Wife |
Ladies Book Club Chapter 1
by aliveinpr
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My mind reeled as I tried to reason how I got into such a mess. My life was crashing down around me and the man that I love so dearly and has been my husband for over fifteen years is rejecting me in a vile and unspeakable way. I know I caused this and I regret what I did to his life and mine. Here is the story and how I ruined a happy life and marriage.
I am Alice and my husband is Bill. We are both in our mid forties and met in our senior year of college. We married a year after graduation and set out to have a wonderful and loving relationship. Everything about our lives together was perfect, both with good jobs, a fabulous home and no monetary troubles. Our sexual relationship was fantastic with at least two or three love making sessions each week, usually twice he would fill me with sperm, causing my super orgasms each time. We had what I could call a perfect marriage. Since we both worked, we shared work around the house. Everything we did was for each other. We were on cloud nine when the rumor was out that Bill was due for a large promotion. We had planned that when he was in the Vice President position, we were going to begin to enlarge our family with me stopping taking birth control pills.
Happy as a lark and with such a beautiful day, I decided to spend my lunch hour at the park close to work. I sat on a bench along the path and began reading my book. I was startled when I heard, “Excuse me, I’ve run five miles and would like to sit and share the bench if you don’t mind.”
I looked up and saw a very handsome black man, sweat on his brow, his jersey was soaked and he was wearing tight stretch nylon running shorts. My eyes became riveted on a bulging outline of his cock. I’m sure my eyes were wide and my mouth began to water as I estimated that monster cock was about nine or ten inches long and about two inches in diameter. It ran from his crotch down one leg of his shorts. Now, my husband is no slouch in the cock department, about eight inches long and about an inch and a half in diameter. I never had any complaints of my husbands’ size. This cock seemed to draw my attention and my pussy was beginning to excrete vaginal juices for lubrication. I began to wonder just how a cock like his would feel inside my vagina. Would it spew copious amounts of seminal fluids?
My face was ashen looking at his cock and then turned bright red when I looked up and he was smiling from catching me ogling over his cock. My thoughts were abruptly ended, but later I realized my thoughts were disrupted only temporarily.
I choked a bit and said, “I’m sorry, did you say something?”
He chuckled and said, “I was asking if I could share the bench with you. I am a bit tired from running five miles and would like to rest a bit.”
I moved to the end of the bench and said, “I’m so sorry, I was wrapped up in my book. Of course you can sit.” He then sat, but at an angle with his legs toward me. It was if he wanted me to continue looking at his cock outline, and I wanted to.
“I’m Alice, I work a block away and wanted to enjoy the beautiful day on my lunch hour.”
“I’m glad to meet you Alice. I am Jerome and new in town. My brother, Sam, and I moved here a week ago. We are both in sales, but Sam has a region where he has to travel. I am the lucky one to stay here in town.” Jerome said that he was out of shape and usually five miles was an easy run. We chatted about things in general. He and his brother were buying a house. He was very easy to talk to and was intelligent in many subjects. Not only was his cock beautiful, but his personality was too. I never paid any attention to black men before, but this man had charisma and I was really turned on.
Right then, the church bell chimed one and I had to get back to work. I said, “It was really nice to meet you Jerome. I have to get back to work, but we might chat again some time.” Reluctantly I got up and headed down the path toward work. I’m sure he was watching my ass as I walked away.
My pussy and mind were running wild. I must have looked a sight wearing only a sun dress with no cleavage showing. But without a bra, my breasts were standing out from the stimulation and my nipples were poking like pencil erasers against the flimsy dress. I then realized that I saw him looking at my nipples quite often. I became more excited and quickened my pace to get to the restroom and wipe my pussy dry before work.
I returned to the same bench the next day on my lunch hour, but Jerome did not show up. I was disappointed as I purposely wore a blouse with a low cut front showing a lot of cleavage. No bra again and if I twisted quick one way or the other, my breasts would be out for the whole world to see. My mini skirt was very short and showed a lot of my shapely legs. If I stooped a bit, my panties would show. I just wished that I wasn’t overweight, maybe about ten pounds. Maybe he didn’t return today because he would rather chat with a thinner woman. My mind was still fascinated with the image of his big cock.
When I returned to work, I was in a bitter mood. When I got home to Bill, I was still in a bitter mood until he pulled me close to where I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. He nuzzled my neck and said he loved me more each day. We had a nice dinner and Bill helped with the dishes. Bill poured some wine for us and we went into the den to relax. He was intent in watching the news, but I was preoccupied with the thought of the outlined impression of a big black cock. I wondered if Jerome would be in the park tomorrow.
I rationalized that the love that Bill and I had for each other was solid and our sexual relations were based on love. If, on the other hand, I satisfied my aching desire to feel a big black cock deep in my pussy, it would only be lust. Being that there was no love involved, then I would not be cheating on my husband. I let this thought run in my mind. The more I thought about that reasoning, I also told myself that it would only be once to satisfy my curiosity, no harm done. What’s wrong with me, I thought. It would still be cheating, it would be wrong. I just couldn’t have sex behind Bill’s back, it would be wrong.
Bill and I had exceptional sex that night. My orgasms were strong and my mind kept thinking as his cock pulsed in my pussy as he spewed his cum deep in to my womb, it was Jerome in my mind and not Bill filling me. My mind began to picture Jerome and the feeling of his cock pulsing against the walls of my vagina and pushing hard against my cervix. I then shuddered to another climax as I visioned his seed being pumped deep in my womb. What is wrong with me?
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