My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 08

... long blonde hair. They were both still naked and I sat down on the sofa next to Marcus and gave him a long, soft kiss as I laid my red nailed fingers on his chest. There was something just so 'right', so 'natural' about a white girl being all dressed up to please in the presence of black men. The white girl making so much effort to look as hot and sexy as possible for them...so much time spent doing her makeup and hair, wearing the uncomfortable lingerie, tight dresses and high heels...the black man making zero effort...his black skin, muscular body and attitude was all that mattered and all he needed to make a white girl fall at his feet...but to a white girl any amount of effort, expense and discomfort was worth it just to hear the black man say 'Wow' when he saw her!

That was the only thing that mattered to me...I wanted Marcus to be proud of me when his friends saw me. I wanted them to look at me solely as an object of sexual desire, wanted the only thing they thought about is what they would do to me in bed! I knew Marcus would tell his friends about me, like he had done Devon and although that terrified me it also got me soaking wet...all those young black guys checking me out...in their horny young minds replacing me as the MILF star in all the interracial porn films they had watched...wondering if I would be as eager and willing to please...I thought I would love to leave them in no doubt about just how eager to please young black dick I was if I got the ...

... chance!

"Looking soooo fine," said Marcus as he returned my kiss and I crossed my long legs towards him, letting his black hand rest between my thighs before I pressed them together. This act was about Marcus letting Devon know that I was his girl and also so he could feel the silk of my stockings. We would see about me being 'his girl' I thought excitedly as I remembered just how Devon's huge black dick had made me feel and the moments we had shared when Marcus was in the bathroom earlier!

"Man, you gotta take her out and show her off to the crew," said Devon. "Can you imagine how fucking nuts they will go when they see what you have?" he said laughing and shaking his head as he lit the big joint.

"They'll think I'm like, the king of the fucking world, with this on my arm," he said as he gesticulated his arm along the length of my body. "Can you imagine what my ex would think? She went crazy when she saw me with Cindy. Remember how furious she was that I dumped her for a white girl?"

"Oh shit, yeah," laughed Devon. "Man, why do black girls go sooooo crazy when they get dumped for a white girl? Imagine her when she sees you with a woman old enough to be your Mom." Devon looked over at me and said, "Clarissa, his ex, is still in love with him, and she is gonna hate you like you wouldn't believe, if she ever sees you with Marcus."

For some reason this conversation really excited me! The thought of a girl over half my age being insanely jealous of me...mmmm! I loved that ...