Black Politician Breeds Married White Press Secretary - Sex Stories

Black Politician Breeds Married White Press Secretary

... want you to fuck them bareback so they could risk being impregnated by you? Did you even care if you knocked them up?” I paused for a moment and took another sip of my drink, partially to gain courage to ask my next question. Then I asked, “And, what about those big cocks they talk about in the stories? I wouldn’t have believed there were even cocks and balls as big as they described in the stories if I hadn’t seen those pictures. I’m guessing those must have been some kind of freak models to have genitals that large.” The men looked at me with amused expressions on their faces as I rambled on with my questions. Then Malcolm said, “Whoa, just a minute, Avery. That’s a lot of fucking questions. I’m glad to see that you’ve been thinking about our comments and those stories quite a bit. First of all, those couples really did enjoy worshiping our cocks, and loved the feeling of being dominated and used by well-hung black men. I don’t completely understand their motivation, and just know that it gave them a sexual thrill to serve us that way.” “The insemination thing was even more amazing. All of the women I fucked wanted to be inseminated, as part of their breeding fantasy, whether they were on birth control or not. And there were a couple of women who were actually trying to be impregnated. So the pregnancy-risk aspect was a big part of it for all of them. As for me, I took great pleasure in fucking those white wives bareback, while their wimpy husbands watched and even ...

... participated. There was just something so raw and forbidden about planting my seeds in another man’s wife, with the knowledge that I might impregnate her with a black baby. In my mind, it was a way to get back at white people and dilute their race.” Malcolm’s explanations were arousing to me, and I liked hearing him talk about the same raw sexuality that I experienced in those stories. If I hadn’t been so inebriated and turned on by the visualization of his comments, I probably wouldn’t have said, “You didn’t tell me about those big cocks. Are all black men hung like they describe in those stories?” He laughed and replied, “I’ll answer that question in a few minutes. First, though, I want to confess something about Darrell’s involvement. It will help you understand why we find ourselves here, with you inebriated, and wanting to know the answers to some personal questions about our sexual practices.” “Darrell and I have remained good friends all these years. He called me to talk when he saw that article in the paper about you joining my campaign. He knew from meeting you a few times at their company’s functions with David that you are a beautiful woman with a fantastic body. We agreed that he would tell David about our past, just to see how David and you and reacted to it. I was pleasantly surprised when David shared that type of sordid information with you, even after his research and knowing the true nature of it. That made it pretty clear that he wasn’t disgusted and had more than ...