Black Politician Breeds Married White Press Secretary - Sex Stories

Black Politician Breeds Married White Press Secretary

... his cock sucked a second time. He fucked David’s mouth again and fed him another load of cum.” Hearing that my husband had just become a cock sucker for his black boss had momentarily stunned me. I was understandably upset at first, and then it excited me a little as I pictured him as the submissive husband in the stories I had read. It was pretty obvious, even to my stupefied brain, that Malcolm was probably hoping I’d want to take revenge on my husband by fucking him and Benjamin. I was trying to think of what to say next when Malcolm said, “I know that is hard to hear. I just wanted to let you know that David is already very familiar with black fuck meat. He probably shouldn’t have told Darrell that, on Sunday, you two did some fantasy role-play about you being fucked by a black man. So I know that you have at least thought about seeing a black cock up close. If you want to get even with him, we’d be happy to bring you up to our room so you can experience it for yourself.” The campaign tried to save money by having the men double up in hotel rooms, while I, being the only woman, had my own room. I was a little suspicious that my room was right next door to Malcolm and Benjamin’s room, and there is a connecting door. All of the titillating conversation in the lounge had me aroused to the point that I did want to at least see their cocks, and maybe do more. I knew that I was taking a chance in leading them on, but thought it was worth the risk. They were looking at me with ...

... anticipation as I responded, “Okay, guys, you’ve got me curious and convinced to at least take a look at your cocks for myself. Let’s go to our rooms so we can change out of our business attire and get more comfortable. Then you can let me into your room through the connecting door. Don’t get too hopeful though. All I’m planning on doing is looking.” I’m sure that I must have looked like a brazen hussy to the other people in the lounge. Those two big black men were on either side of me, a pretty and well-built white woman, holding me steady by my arms as they led us to the elevator. I was definitely woozy from all of the drinks, and my usual inhibitions about being seen in a situation like that were subdued. They were smiling and looked like two kids in a candy store as they helped me into my room. I brought workout shorts and t-shirts with me so I could exercise at our hotels, so I put those on with no panties or bra. I know I wasn’t thinking clearly, but it seemed like a good idea at the time to tease them by letting them see my big breasts jiggling and swaying under my tight t-shirt. I knocked on the door, and Benjamin quickly opened it. The men were also wearing athletic shorts and t-shirts and looked very fit. I was becoming nervous as the reality of what I was about to do sunk in. Malcolm led me over to sit on the bed and the men stood in front of me. They were waiting for me to make the first move. I just sat there until Malcolm finally said, “Go ahead, Avery, pull down ...