The Cheating. BBC Cuckold story. Chapter II - Sex Stories

The Cheating. BBC Cuckold story. Chapter II

... descended on the room at the beck of Anastasia's hand. Someone turned on a disco ball and colorful circles danced around the room. Only Sonya wasn't dancing, but she wasn't bored — Simon was sitting next to her, and he seemed to be persistently persuading her to try a colorful drink from his shot glass. Sonya left the only one who drank only wine.

Prince, by the way, was also sitting next to the girl, on the other side, but while Simon was entertaining the beauty with conversation, and she was blushing and giggling every minute, covering her lips with her hand, the fat man was just looking at the girl, obviously mentally imagining in which positions and how long he would fuck her. But no one noticed — the dancing girls were the center of the guys' attention, and next to each of the beauties dances the guy sitting next to her at the table, which confirmed the theory that Africans have already chosen out their "hoere".

For example, Lamar danced next to the star of the evening, Nastya, and there is no other word for it, because she moved extremely erotically. His hands wandered so often over the girl's body that she had to pull them away with a smile. Nearby, Lisa was twirling her ass in her provocative dress, and she was joined by tall Jared, whose muscular torso was only accentuated by his tight t-shirt. He was more modest than his "boss", but still managed to get his hand around the blonde married woman's waist or neck a few times. Alina and Irene found themselves ...

... dancing next to the giant Tyrell. The girls hugged each other several times, neither of them knowing what was causing such a hot sensation of desire. Alina thought that if her husband were there, she would definitely lock herself in the bath with him. But even Irene looked so damn attractive in Alina's eyes now, especially in that tight white dress. And the black man was a real god in the flesh - Alina looked at his gorgeous body with open lips and was a little jealous when his big hands stroked Irene's body instead of hers.

"Oh my God, there's something huge in his trousers!" Nastya shouted into the girls' ears, pushing her way over to Lisa and Alina. She was red and sweaty. The girls couldn't help but notice that she smelled of alcohol.

"Maybe he forgot to take the bottle out of his pocket?" Alina giggled. She noticed that Tyrell, who was dancing next to her, had allowed himself too much again, and his huge palm moved from her back to her buttocks in a commanding but gentle motion. The blonde smiled at the handsome man and moved her hand upward in a sharp motion. Having taken the hint, Tyrell was immediately interested in Irene, who allowed herself to be fondled where "getroud slet", as the Africans called Alina, forbade it.

"It seems to me that the movies didn't lie about what Africans hid in their pants," Nastya continued to tell about her "discovery".

"Come on," Lisa waved her hand and leaned back a little" she clearly liked the way Jared held her against him, ...