My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 08

... girls who wouldn't want more of that after the first taste! I definitely saw it as a challenge and I looked forward to one day being able to let Devon fuck me as hard and as deep as he possibly could!

I think that is why black men love white girls so much...they know that the black on white aesthetic turns us on so much, that the sex we have with white guys is so disappointing that when we find a black guy, who fucks us like we have always fantasised about being fucked, we will do anything to please him and keep him! That was certainly me and Marcus...and would very soon probably become me and Devon too! Could I meet both Marcus and Devon one on one and all three of us together? Devon would probably have to be a secret from Marcus but I knew I wouldn't be able to resist when he asked to meet me!

For a few seconds I felt a pang of guilt about potentially 'cheating' on Marcus with Devon which I know was ridiculous! He was cheating on my daughter and today had obviously been a set up...Devon was always going to be here and Marcus had wanted to show me off, prove that he wasn't lying about me and share me...I didn't mind one bit about the sharing thing (that was obvious!) as it was one of my biggest fantasies...if Marcus had had the confidence to tell me that's what he wanted I'd have eagerly agreed...it was so weird but thinking back about it, I think his deception had hurt me a little...even though the outcome was better than I'd ever imagined...therefore in my weed ...

... addled mind I didn't think that my seeing Devon secretly would be any worse than what Marcus had done to me...plus all I could think about was having Devon's massive black dick inside me again!

"Oh, I look forward to that very much," I purred as I ran a finger over my soaking wet pussy and looked into Devon's eyes as I sucked it slowly for him. "I bet you want me in high heels and stockings too, don't you? Want me to dress up like a porn star for you when I worship that beautiful, big, black dick of yours? Want to fuck me in the bed I share with my rich white husband?"

"Oh you have no idea how much I want that," he said as we both hurriedly composed ourselves as Marcus returned from the bathroom.

"I think I need the bathroom too," I said to Marcus as I picked up my handbag and black lace thong off the floor. "I need to make myself pretty for you again," I whispered in his ear and then moaned as he slapped my ass as I walked to the bathroom slowly, making sure I caught Devon's eye as I passed him.

Chapter 39

As I looked in the bathroom mirror I could see the dried cum on my face and body. Thankfully it had not gone in my hair but it certainly needed sorting out although I doubted Marcus had any hair styling tools!

I cleansed my face, dried and then reapplied my foundation. I needed to redo my right eye shadow too as that had been ruined by cum but thankfully my false eyelashes had escaped the worst. A few flicks of a mascara brush and they were looking good again! ...