1. Wife & the Black Loan Shark: Pt. 01


    Date: 5/31/2024, Categories: Interracial Love, Author: bystomp_stories

    ... so much! You are incredible," he says, kissing her neck as she continues recovering from the incredibly long fuck Tyrone just gave her. "I am not sure I can live without it, without being able to bury myself inside you."
    
    Shannon listens but doesn't say a word as she continues to catch her breath, arms and legs wrapped around Tyrone, as he remains on top of her, putting a bit more weight down on her.
    
    "Saturday afternoon, I am taking you to meet some friends and family," Tyrone then says, kissing her neck again. "There's a barbecue and picnic at the lake."
    
    "I'll text you details later," Tyrone says, finally rolling off Shannon and getting up and going into the bathroom.
    
    She lays there on the bed, glowing from the fuck, cum leaking from her pussy because Tyrone came so much. She knows things have changed so much for her in just a few short days. She knows, deep down, logically, that all this is wrong. But she feels proud that Tyrone wants her to meet his friends and family. Part of her feels wanted. And she can't deny the incredible sex and the orgasms Tyrone is giving her.
    
    When Tyrone comes back she's freshens up.
    
    "I'll drive you home now," he says.
    
    On the drive home, Tyrone and Shannon talk like a normal couple. They talk about their favorite songs as the radio plays. But Tyrone still has a hand on her thigh. And at one point at a stop light he reaches over to give her left breast a nice squeeze overtop her dress.
    
    "Damn these are fine," he says before ...
    ... zooming off when the light turns green.
    
    Finally on the corner by her house, he parks. She looks over at him. She looks into his eyes. She blushes.
    
    "Tyrone ... thank ... thank you for ... a wonderful ... evening," she says before scooting over to initiate a kiss.
    
    "I'm glad," he replies. "So I'll text you details. Saturday afternoon."
    
    Shannon goes into the house. She lucks out. James is asleep. The next day, she tries to be nice to James, making him a nice breakfast before they each have to go to work. James is hoping that's a sign.
    
    She's also worried about how James will react when she says she needs to go out on Saturday again. What excuse will she make up? Her mind is racing.
    
    "Honey," James says.
    
    "Yes?" she replies.
    
    "I know it's been a hard week. I am sorry. I was hoping we could spend time together this weekend, but tomorrow is the company's big all-day golf tournament."
    
    "It is?" she says, trying to hide any emotion. "Oh right. I forgot too."
    
    This is an annual event, and James has never made Shannon go to it. She hates golf, and it's literally an all day thing, from 10 a.m. into the evening when everyone goes to dinner and drinks afterward.
    
    "I'm sorry, honey, I am," James says.
    
    "Don't worry about it, James. The tournament is big and I know you enjoy it every year. I hope you can win this year," she says, getting up and giving James a hug. She doesn't kiss him on the lips, though.
    
    "You'll be OK?" James asks.
    
    "Yes, I'll be fine," she ...