Lori was an intensly desirable girl who at the ripe old age of twenty-six found herself locked in a failing marriage with a man who was going on thirty-six and still 'hung up' on a previous relationship. She had hooked up with Dwain just after she got out of high-school and now, five years later, she wondered what she was thinking when she agreed to marry the man. They had almost nothing in common except the sex. And now, for the past year, even that had dried up. He hadn't even touched her in over three months and she was beginning to think that there must be something wrong with her. He seemed to have plenty of time for his eighteen year old daughter from his first marriage, driving a hundred and fifty miles every weekend to visit her at the boarding school she attended - but when it came to his own wife, he was either too busy or too tired to pay much attention. Lori worked as a secretary for a large industrial firm. There wasn't a lot of work to do that day and she sat at her computer terminal gazing out the window at the clear blue sky of a June day. She was looking forward to her lunch date with Jo Ann, another secretary from an office down the hall. She had met her on one of the rare occasions that her husband had decided to take her out. There was a bartending job opening up at a popular disco by the marina and he was supposed to meet someone there to see about the position. His unemployment had run out and he was getting desparate to find something and since she had been complaining about never getting to go out, he had decided to roll both of these unpleasant chores up into one package and take care of them at the same time. She remembered how excited she was at the prospect of actually getting to go dancing and having a little fun. She had bought a white cotton jump suit and a new pair of white sandles with little silver buckles just for this occasion. Her dark hair hung down to her thin waist and she had washed and blow dried it and brushed it into a sheen. She had put on a light blue eye-shadow and a matching shade of mascara to accentuate her deep blue eyes and dabbed just a touch of a sweet smelling perfume onto her slim neck. When they arrived at the club she heard the loud pounding music from the parking lot and her feet were already moving to the rhythm as they walked through the door. They found a table and ordered some drinks and she asked her husband if he would like to get out on the floor with her before the drinks came. To her chagrin, he shrugged her off and told her that that wasn't what they had come for. His mood was growing fouler every minute as it became clear that the guy he was supposed to meet about the job wasn't going to show. They had been sitting there for half an hour, sipping on the same drinks when a young woman approached them,introduced her self as Jo Ann Lyons and asked them, in what sounded to be an English accent, if she might join them for a minute. She sat down between them and after the song that was playing had ended and before the next one began she asked if anyone would care to dance. Lori remembered how her husband declined but said, jokingly and gesturing toward herself, that the one who wanted to do some dancing was sitting on the other side of her. She remembered thinking how at this point she wouldn't really mind dancing with another girl when the young woman turned to Dwain and asked him if he wouldn't mind, then, if his wife danced with her boyfriend's buddy. He had come along with them and was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel, she explained. Dwain was kind of stuck there. He had already given permission for his wife to dance with somebody and he really couldn't take it back just because her partner would be male - not without losing face anyway. So Jo Ann led her across the room where two men were sitting and introduced them to each other. Lori remembered how shocked she was when the two men turned out to be black. She remembered how she looked over to where Dwain was sitting as she walked to the dance floor with her new partner and how she would never forget the look on her husband's face as he watched her dancing with the tall man to the up-beat tune that poured with a deafening roar from the big speakers that went all around the walls. They weren't even touching each other but she knew that her husband was probably getting jealous as hell. After a couple of fast numbers a slow song came on. She remembered the little moment of awkwardness as the tall black man and she looked at each other before he took her in his long arms and they began to sway to the music. As the song went on he held her a little closer as they began to feel more comfortable with each other. The song seemed to go on forever but when it finally ended, they released their embrace and she looked around to where her husband was sitting but all she saw was the waitress clearing the table off. Dwain was nowhere to be seen. She accompanied the man back to the table where Jo Ann and her boyfriend were sitting and told them that she'd love to stay and dance some more but that she thought she was probably in big trouble and had to leave. Everyone was disappointed and they begged her to stay but she told them that she really had to go. Before she left them, Jo Ann gave her her telephone number and told her to 'ring her up ' sometime. Lori remembered how charming she thought that was and remembered thinking how nice it would be Interracialed Sindy Lange The Minion Her First Big Black Cock Our next door neighbors got transferred out of state so we were used to the real-estate people bringing people to look at the house. The next thing we know there is moving van unloading furniture. Joan and I wondered who our new neighbors were but we only saw the moving people. A couple days later a Volvo pulls in the driveway and a well dressed couple with three children get out and go in the house. I was at work so Joan went to welcome them to the neighborhood. When I got home our kids were excited about the new kids next door. They were telling me how much fun they had playing with them as Joan came out of the kitchen. She told me about meeting them and that they were our age. She said their older children are the same ages as ours. After dinner we have been invited over so you can meet them. All during dinner all I heard was how nice they are and how much I'm going to like them. I got a surprise when I knocked on their door and was greeted by a tall handsome black man. His face lit up as he said in a very British accent you must be Bruce I'm Luther, please do come in. His kids came running to see us then his wife came carrying and infant. Luther said this is my lovely wife Diane and Anne our youngest, Ben and Sarah. He told the kids to go in the family room and play quietly. Diane asked if we would like something to drink and Joan went to help her. As we talked we found common interests and became very comfortable. When Joan and Diane returned it was as if they had known each other all I their lives. I had a hard time not staring Teen Interracial Sindy Lange The Minion Sindy Lange at TheMinion.com Best Of Interracial Creampie and it made her feel safe and warm inside. She hardly knew the man but she felt attracted to him in a way that she hadn't been attracted to a man in a very long time. She knew that it wasn't proper to be having these feelings for someone that was trying to treat you but there they were. "I know", she said softly, "I've needed someone to talk to about how I feel for a long time but I just didn't know who to turn to." "And now you do." He spoke firmly and confidently and she knew that everything would be alright. All she really had to do was let him take charge. And she felt that she could do that now. Their session lasted for over an hour and when he finally told her that it was over, she felt as if it had only just begun. But she was relieved when he told her that he wanted to see her again every day after work for an hour. She set up her next appointment with the receptionist before she left and walked to her car feeling as if a giant weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. She almost felt like a kid again. When she got home, a little bit of that weight felt like it was climbing back on her shoulders when she saw her husband sitting at the dining room table looking up at her. Two plates were setting on the table and his look seemed to ask her why she was late. "I'm famished", she exclaimed as she threw her purse on the couch and kicked her shoes off. She sat down and started serving herself -- not really looking directly at him. "So, how'd it go?", he asked. "It went very well", she said, "I really like that man." "Is he going to be able to help us?" Lori paused and said, "Absolutely". Her husband seemed to be expecting more, so she went on. "Today we just talked about me and the feelings that I've been having. We're going to be getting into you later on this week." "You have another appointment this week?" "Everyday after work this week." Dwain was a little surprised. "Isn't that going to get kind of expensive?", he asked. Lori thought for a moment and said,"my company's medical plan is going to cover it". Her husband looked relieved. "Oh", he said, "I didn't know you had a medical plan there". "Yep, don't worry, it won't..." -- She wanted to say,"... eat into your porno budget..." -- but she continued,"...cost us a dime ". "So anyway...what's this doctor like?" She was enjoying all the attention. She said, almost as if showing off a new mink coat, "Well, his name is Daryl T. McMichaels M.D. and he's a graduate of Harvard Medical School. But you wouldn't think it to look at him...I mean he's like six-foot nine...he literally towers over me...and he's also very large...you know...'built'...and when we shook hands when he introduced himself, I couldn't believe how big his hands were. I felt like a little girl." "McMichaels...is that Irish?" Lori snickered, "Uh no, actually, to tell the truth he's African American". "He's black?" "Yes dear." And she couldn't help but giggle just a little as she remembered about her husband's 'hang up' with interracial sex. She felt like teasing him a bit. "Blacker than the Ace of Spades! I know...I was surprised too but you forget about that after you talk to him for a while. And anyway what difference does it make what color he is?" Her husband tried not to look rattled but he was perceptably shaken. "Oh, no difference at all -- none whatsoever." Lori had to use all her self control not to laugh out loud at her husbands nervousness. She thought, "He really has no idea that I know about his little secret", she thought, as an amused smile came to her face. "She said, "I,m very glad to hear you say that, sweety. I'm already beginning to see an improvement in your attitude and he hasn't even seen you yet. And then she thought to herself, "I think Zeb may be right. I think this may be just what the doctor ordered." ~ The next day went slow for her. All she could think about was her impending visit with Daryl that evening. She new it was odd to think of her doctor as if she were on a first name basis but then come to think of it, he had called her by her first name and there didn't seem to be anything out of place about that -- so what the hell. She wanted to brag about him to everyone at work but she knew she didn't dare --of course. The way the rumors flew around there, she would be on the six-o'clock news by the time she got home. She could, however, tell Jo Ann all about him at lunch and she looked forward to that. "So did you make the appointment?", Jo Ann asked, in an excited whisper as they sat down at their usual table. "Yes." "And, and...",Jo Ann begged. "And what?" "Come on, Lori, don't tease. Did you see him?" Lori couldn't hold it in. "God, Jo Ann, he's absolutely devine! He has a way about him that just inspires confidence. I walked out of his office feeling better than I've felt in years." "Is he really that good?" "Yes, Jo Ann, he is. As a matter of fact, maybe a little too good." "What do you mean?" Lori paused and examined her friend a moment to see if she should go on and then said,"I mean he's really nice -- that's all". "By the way you're talking, I would say you think he's just a little more than nice." "What do you mean", she asked innocently. "I think you know what I mean, Lori. You wouldn't be thinking of him in a romantic way now would you?" "Oh, for heaven's sake, Jo Ann, a man like him wouldn't be interested in someone like me." "That isn't what I asked you, Love. I asked you Black Dildo Sindy Lange The Minion Black Cock Whores behind her and groped with her dainty white hand. She had to see how much of Daryl's black cock was still outside of her. She gasped as she felt the thick shaft of the giant penis. It wasn't even half way inside yet! Like a tidal wave, her next orgasm hit her, making her shudder so violently that another inch of thick black cock eased inside. She gasped again as the rough veined monster rubbed against her tender clitoris sending immense pleasure reeling through her. Now sheer lust made her want more of him - all of him - and she delibrately pushed down on it. She grasped the invading black penis with her small white hand. She couldn't get her hand all the way around it but she held it tightly and pushed down with all her strength until she felt the purple knob against the entrance of her womb. Tears formed in her eyes even as the next orgasm began and she was scarcely able to reach Daryl's face to kiss him before she began to tremble again so violently that only the immense length of black cock inside her kept her from flying off the bed. When their orgasm came, it was more than anything she could have prepared for. They came together. His giant black phalus ejaculated it's thick semen directly into her innermost being and they lay there for what seemed to be an eternity, locked in each other's arms, enjoying the sweet pleasure of the after glow. ~ As Lori lay cuddled in the great black man's arms she knew that there was something missing. As much as she enjoyed the idea of what they were doing for her husband by bringing him up there to see them together, she felt as if she were cheating her master. She felt as if she were being selfish. She tried to think of what could possibly add to what her husband would feel, when he saw how she loved and adored the man she lay beside. Just then, the phone rang. Daryl reached over and hit the switch. He knew who it was; So he let Lori answer. "Hello, Dwain." "Hello, Lori...I'm on my way up." "Well what's taking you so long", she teased, as she trailed her white finger along Daryl's coal black muscular abdomen. "I haven't been able to get a hold of the school, to let them know that I can't make it, this weekend." Lori started to tell him to forget about it. But a deep, sexy, delightfully naughty feeling in the pit of her stomach told her to stop and think for a minute. She told him,"Wait just a minute. I'm thinking..." She looked over at Daryl. He was looking at her with a curious expression. She thought for a moment and tried to picture what her heart was coaxing her toward. "Oh, my god," she whispered, "I wonder." "What did you say?" said the voice on the phone. It struck her like a lightning bolt. This was what she had been looking for. This was the missing piece to the puzzle. "Dwain," she said, "I'm really disappointed in you." "Disappointed? What do you mean?" "I mean! You're actually contemplating letting her down, by not showing up, when you know she's probably had her heart set on it for weeks, now, that's what I mean!" "Well I couldn't bring her up there with me ... I mean...you know... I mean with what might be going on and..." "God, Dwain, sometimes you amaze me! What do you think this is here? Some kind of twenty-four hour a day orgy, or something?" "Well, no..." "Okay, then, just bring her up with you!" "Okay, I will." Lori looked at Daryl and smiled. "Okay, Dwain, we'll be expecting you all." She looked at Daryl again and nodded. Daryl reached over and switched off the phone. "What do you have in mind, my little princess?" "I think I may have found a way to repay you, at least a little bit." "Repay me for what?" "Oh for all the ways you've made me feel in the last few days," she said, as she absent mindedly touched her diamond necklace. "And what would this payback be?" "You know how I told you that I didn't know if one woman would be capable of satisfying all your needs?" "Yes..." "And how I would be willing to share you, if someone came along that we both agreed on?" "Yes, I do..." "Well, I think I may have just the girl." "You mean..." "Hold on, I have a picture of her in my pocket book." She leapt from the bed and retrieved the snapshot. "Now promise not to get too excited when you see this. She's only eighteen years old, but I think she's beautiful." She handed the photograph to her lover and he held it up to the light to examine it. "Her name is Lisa. She's Dwain's daughter from his first marriage. Actually she's my step-daughter too... what do you think?" "She's lovely." The great black man began to smile. Lori was relieved. He seemed to like her. "It's hard to tell what kind of figure she has, under these baggy overalls, but I love her face. It's positively sweet. Beautiful eyes..." "They're brown." "Hmmm, A mother and daughter team -- I like that. One with blue eyes and one with brown. But are you sure about this? You know I told you that I would be quite content with just one woman in my life, as long as that woman were you." Lori crawled up and cuddled beside him. "I want this for you, my darling," she purred, and tenderly kissed him on the cheek. "Well, then, it's decided. It looks like we'll have a new addition to our little family." They celebrated, by making love for the rest of the afternoon. --------------to be continued---------------- CFKane Presents http://upload1.porncity.com/54//index.html