This is the continuation of the story The Ambulant Seller. Maybe for a third part. We'll see.
Thanks for reading my stories.
- What time did you get back last night? It was the question that woke her up, as her husband brought her a mate.
- A little while ago. I went to the beach and came back, lied making it seem like he was waking up.
- You didn't hear me arrive.
- You were almost asleep when I left.
Roberto headed towards the kitchen to continue with the mate. He had been surprised to notice that the shower curtain was wet when Celia had dried it in detail the night before after they finished bathing. It was clear that she had taken a shower upon returning, which seemed strange to him but he ended up thinking it was because she couldn't fall asleep.
That morning they went out to do some shopping, and Celia looked at some clothes in a store, but refused to enter, saying she would go later in the afternoon after lunch, as they were on a tight schedule and didn't want to waste the morning at the beach.
After shopping, they went to the spa. The morning was special. No wind, warm, with few people, which was usual in that area. They took sun while listening to music. At one point Roberto had to go to the bathroom at the spa. He was in the private one when he heard two men entering and talking.
- Don't worry, just stay home. When it's time I'll come get you and introduce you. I assure you it's worth it.
- But she doesn't know me, said the other.
- It doesn't matter, all she wants is a good black cock that will split her in half. That old woman doesn't care about anything when she's hot. I'm sure by 2 am at the latest she'll be knocking on the door to get it up, so you wait. Curiosity made Roberto peek through a gap in the door and see two young black men washing their hands. One was profile and he didn't recognize him. The other was facing away from him, but when he turned around Roberto saw that it was the vendor. street vendor. He smiled with complicity. Surely these boys would have more meat than they could consume at the beach. There was so much unsatisfied mature women looking for young black men who worked every day. After the boys left, she came out and went back to the beach. She didn't tell Celia anything about her encounter, and thought about how good it was to be young in this era when sex was given so easily. Around 11 am, when the sun began to get intense, they returned to the apartment. Celia took a quick shower to wash off the sand, while Roberto used an outdoor shower to clean up. Then he put on a long bamboo skirt and a short, fitted shirt that showed his navel. It was so tight and closed that she couldn't wear a bra with it.
She prepared lunch, and after eating, her husband suggested they take a nap for a bit, which she rejected saying she was going to take advantage of the morning business to see the clothes she liked. She took her purse, went to the bathroom, removed her underwear, put it in her purse, and left, waving goodbye from the door. It was around 2 pm.
Roberto lying down, reviewed what had happened over the past few days, and certain things didn't add up. The late-night outing, the early morning shower, this sudden departure, changed and bathed. And as if that weren't enough, the conversation he heard in the bathroom, which showed what was happening at these places during the summer. Without thinking, he put on a Bermuda shorts and a chompa shirt and followed his wife.
When they arrived on the street, he saw her walking ahead a block, heading towards the store. He followed her from a distance. But his surprise was immense when he saw her turn in the opposite direction of where she said she was going. He quickened his pace and stopped halfway down the block.
They walked several blocks until they reached an old wooden house, probably one of the city's earliest buildings, which was lost in the middle of a field surrounded by lavender and various bushes, and showed a lawn. careless. The house in general was evident that it had known better times. It was on the corner when his wife entered the patio of that house in the middle of the block and knocked on the door. It opened and let her pass.
He approached silently. The windows were closed. He entered the patio and turned around looking for a place to see inside. At the opposite end, a window was half-opened. Darkness did not allow seeing inside. It seemed like a closed room. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and got in through the window. The glow of the outside sun didn't let him see anything and he stayed quiet in the center of the room when a dull blow to the head left him senseless.
Celia was sitting on an old sofa while Maulón prepared some drinks. She never took them at that hour, but neither did she deceive her husband at that hour, so everything was allowed.
I knew you'd come, said Maulón with his back to her as he worked with the drinks. He was only wearing a loincloth. The shine of his body made it seem like he was oiled. In the semidarkness of the living room, he was cool, yet Celia felt a heat she had never felt before.
You threatened me, replied Celia justifying her presence.
I didn't tell you how my investigation on the size of penises turned out, said Maulón bringing the drinks. Celia gulped hers down and the sweetness didn't let her notice the high alcohol content, but for someone not used to it. By the second sip, she started to feel dizzy.
The other night I couldn't observe it carefully, she said with cheekiness.
Maulón went to a cabinet and brought out a 30-cm rule, handing it to her without cutting himself. In front of her, he lowered his loincloth and left his equipment visible. It was swollen but impressive-looking.
Touch it so it gets hard, he ordered, and Celia timidly took it with her hands and started to masturbate it.
She saw it reacting before her eyes. The size grew. It was unrolling like a snake and in no time... minutes it was in full erection.
- Midela now, he ordered, and Celia taking the rule proceeded. 25 cm., and 4 inches wide. It was something special. That's why it had cost him so much to receive her all.
At that moment, Maulón's mobile phone rang. He insulted softly and went up the stairs to answer. Celia saw him walk away and warmed those hard and stiff buttocks that made his clothes get in the way, leaving them visible. She smelled his hands and the smell of male invaded her taste buds, making her completely wet.
- Yes, I understand, wait a minute.
- Wait for a moment and finish your drink, I'll be right back, he said, going out through the front door. Celia took the cup and drank it slowly until she finished it. She felt dizzy and happy, like never before.
Maulón turned around the house and entered through the window at the back. Another black man was sitting on a bed, and Roberto's body was on the floor.
- I caught him trying to get in.
Maulón looked at the perpetrator.
- It's the husband of the slut who is with me. It seems he followed her. Looks like he's not as stupid as he seems, but not too smart either. Cuck but not dumb.
- And now what do we do? asked his friend.
- Help me and let's teach him not to get in where he's not called.
They lifted him up and took him to a large room with a double bed. It had a deep closet whose back was completely dark and from which the bed could be seen perfectly.
They sat him down on a sofa and tied him firmly, gagging him. He woke up slowly when he reacted and found himself facing two black men who were smiling at him. They were the ones from the bathroom and fear reflected in his face. The sacrificial victim was undoubtedly his wife.
- Welcome, sir. We're thinking of calling the police to report a attempted robbery, said Maulón.
Roberto opened his eyes surprised.
- In reality, we know he didn't come to rob, but was following his wife, isn't that so?
Roberto nodded his head.
- Well, from here you'll be able to seeing that she was fine and nothing would happen to her. At least not anything she didn't want. I hope you enjoy the show, and saying this they left the baulera, an Afro music began to play in the room, the lights went out leaving everything in penumbras, allowing rays of light to filter through the slats of the window to see perfectly the interior of the room, but making it impossible to see him where he was. Roberto was there surprised and hurt. He didn't understand what was happening. His head hurt, but his pride was worse.
Some voices were heard and his wife entered the frame from Maulón's hand.
- Here we are, said the black man.
- I'm a little dizzy, said Celia.
- Did you do what I ordered about your clothes?
- Yes
- Show me, said the black man sitting on the bed.
Celia, to Roberto's surprise, took off her tight sweater and left herself completely naked from the waist up. Then she removed her sandals and let her skirt fall, leaving her totally naked.
- Very well, so I won't have to break anything like last night.
- You're an animal. Clothes are expensive.
- Recognize that you enjoyed yourself like a slut, said Maulón looking towards the baulera
- The truth is that I had a very good time.
- The first sex was nice, but when you took all my cum in your mouth, you went crazy, he said knowing that Roberto wasn't losing his words, and his surprise grew minute by minute. Last night this black man had benefited from his wife, and not content with just having her, he had ended up in her mouth and the slut of her had swallowed everything. His face reddened with fury but the way he was tied and the weight of the armchair prevented him from moving. Any noise would be muffled by the music.
He could only look.
- Now come and undress me, said Maulón and Celia obediently approached, knelt down and lowered his zipper, jumping like a spring the young man's sausage.
Roberto froze in front of this vision of such a tool. Had his wife really had sex with that animal? It was incredible, and without querer began to get excited. He noticed inside his pants how his cock was pulsing. Celia caressed him for a moment and without waiting for the order, she took it all in her mouth as much as she could. Maulón threw himself back, enjoying the fellatio. - Ahhhh, what pleasure, keep going, keep going, he said to relax completely. During several minutes, one could hear the music and in the background Celia's sucking. Roberto felt that his cock was about to explode. Maulón straightened up and lifted Celia, forcing her to abandon her task. There, kneeling down, he made her lift her face and put his tongue in her mouth savagely. Without letting go of her, he made her stand up and drew her towards him, making her lie down beside him. He accommodated her on the bed, and put his head between her legs, starting to pass his tongue over her sex, making Celia moan with pleasure. Roberto was excited like never before. Unable to control himself, he felt himself coming in his pants, while beginning to sob quietly. - How did you find out about the survey of penises? He asked Maulón between licks and kisses. - My husband told me, said Celia in a cloud of pleasure and alcohol. - So the cuck motivated you, surely your husband will be happy that you decided to investigate on your own. - Don't joke, I love him truly, said Celia angry - Yes, I imagine you love him very much, but a good black cock doesn't disgust you, slutty, said the black man. - Keep going, keep going, don't stop, said Celia feeling her orgasm approaching. - But you can't draw conclusions from a single example, said the young man, and Roberto suddenly understood what was about to happen. Everything was set for the other black man he had seen to also take advantage of Celia, and she didn't know anything. - Keep going, keep going. Siiiiiiii, said Celia finishing. Maulón looked at her cum and waited for her to finish. While doing so, he turned her over and put her on all fours like a doll. Celia, weak from her orgasm, did not resist. - You have to deepen your studies if you want to get True conclusions, insisted Maulón, as he positioned himself behind Celia. Roberto saw his wife from the side with that black man prepared to impale her with that monstrous tool. When he aimed and parted her vaginal lips, he saw a totally morbid scene. Slowly, he watched as that rod was sinking into his wife, who was hiding her face in the pillow and clinging to it with her hands to withstand the onslaught.
- Slowly, slowly you're tearing me apart, Celia begged.
- A single Cameroonian black man is not enough as a measure, Maulón said as he finished impaling her.
- Ahh, I'll have to settle for you. Where am I going to find another black man? I'm not going to go out on the street chasing after dark-skinned people, Celia said as her face was one of total enjoyment.
- Would you like to analyze another specimen? Leave it in my hands, he said as he began a slow and deep piston.
Roberto couldn't believe what he was hearing or seeing. He never would have imagined that a woman could harbor such a piston, and even less expected it from his wife. And to make matters worse, it was evident that she was enjoying herself like a slut. Despite having finished just minutes before, she was already getting recaliente again. He felt alarmed: he didn't feel betrayed. On the contrary, he liked seeing his wife in that situation. Was he a voyeur? Did he like being a conscious cuck? He never would have believed it. If someone had suggested mounting his wife and him watching, he would have broken her face.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the screams indicated that the duel on the bed was resolving itself. The black man's piston was savage, and Celia was linking one orgasm to another, screaming like a slut.
- Get it out, don't fill me up, please, she begged as she had the night before.
- This time, baby, this time you'll taste the flavor of cum negra. I'll fill you up completely, and there it is, he said as he inserted himself to the hilt, pulled back out, and repeated the motion, while the tension in his muscles indicated that he was... cumming. - ¡¡You're burning me up!!! ¡¡¡ You're burning me up!!! nooooooooooo!!!!, but there was no way to escape - Do you feel like a slut? Do you feel it? Do you feel my semen inside you? Take it and take more, Maulón yelled while continuing to empty himself. Celia relaxed her knees and fell onto the bed, with the man on top of her, not taking her and not stopping cumming, crushing her under his body. Roberto desperate saw a black man filling up his wife, and instead of getting angry, he went back to cum without being able to help it. Celia was sobbing, crushed under the black man. Slowly Maulón pulled out his cock and rolled over until he was lying on his side next to Celia. - Why did you fill me up? It's dangerous. I begged you, I asked you, and you didn't listen, Celia scolded. - If you have doubts take the pill, and if not you'll have a little black boy to explain to your husband's cuck, she said, caressing her with tenderness that contradicted the harshness of his expression. Little by little Celia began to calm down. She turned over and snuggled up against the black man's body. - Don't worry, nothing will happen, he told her consolingly, besides I'll give you cum again in a bit, so there are no problems. Celia stayed quiet. - Well, ma'am, was it good? Did you like it? - Yes, it was good. Is it better than with your husband? - It's different. I love my husband and will share my whole life with him. This is something else. - What is it? - This is morbo, it's dirty, it's what's forbidden. But that's all. - And besides it's an anthropological study, Maulón said smiling. The expression also caused Celia to smile. - Of course. I wouldn't die without knowing if what they were saying was true, she said with sauciness. - And is it? - I must admit that I never slept with a black man and never had one as big as yours. I would think it's true. - With just one you don't get the average. Wait a moment. He got up and left the bedroom. Celia, not understanding what was happening, was fixing her hair in front of a nightstand mirror. Maulón returned and lay down beside her.
- Celia, I'd like you to meet Abdul, he said smiling.
Celia paled. She was naked there and Maulón had brought in someone else. Quickly she covered herself with the sheet and froze.
- Good afternoon, ma'am, said the black man who had beaten Roberto. Roberto recognized him after a moment.
- Bu bu bu good afternoon... said Celia stammering.
- My name is Abdul and I'm here because my friend Maulón told me that you have a special interest in certain characteristics of our race. I am Cameroonian like him.
Celia looked at Maulón without being able to say anything.
- Dear, I think it's only fair for you to draw your own conclusions. Abdul will allow you to compare, and with that said Roberto saw Abdul slowly start to undress.
- Nnnno cccreeo that seea necessary, said Celia scared, but no one seemed to listen to her. Abdul was already alone except for a loose-fitting pants. All the rest of his clothes were on the floor. A hard and fibrous black body was at the foot of the bed. Celia looked at it hypnotized. She couldn't take her eyes off that figure. Finally, the pants fell and Celia discovered he wasn't wearing anything underneath. And she didn't discover the only thing. In front of her a rod no less long than Maulón's but much thicker was revealed. Her sex moistened just from seeing it.
- I see you've gone mute, dear, said Maulón, but you can't leave your study halfway through. Go and touch it, come on, he incited.
Without realizing it Celia passed her tongue over her dry lips and slowly sat down on the bed. The sheet revealed her body, but she seemed not to notice. She knelt down, getting closer to the edge of the bed and took Abdul's cock in her hand. She couldn't believe what she had in her hands. Her two hands wrapped around that black lance and uncapped it. A large head like a Damascus appeared, and a drop of lubricant rolled out as proof of the state the black man was in. Slowly the cock began to grow and harden. Finally, it reached its maximum... relaxation. Maulón offered Celia a rule, and she proceeded to measure it. 27 cm long, 6 cm wide. Impressive.
- And slutty? Have you completed your study? Said Maulón with sufficiency.
Celia didn't answer. She was looking at the monster in her hands.
- Well, you've managed to excite my friend. Now you can't leave him like that. Come and go to bed, he said, taking her by the shoulders and throwing her onto the bed.
Celia looked alternately at both men.
- It's late, I have to leave, she said with fear.
- In a bit you'll be able to leave. I can't guarantee you'll be able to walk normally, but you'll leave. Come Abdul, it's all yours, and the other quickly got on top of her and began to kiss her.
Celia didn't resist. On the contrary, she let herself be done. When Abdul got between her legs, he separated them and put his arms around them, feeling the impressive head of the black sex against the lips of her vagina. It was well lubricated, by its liquids, but also by Maulón's semen that had burst from his body. But she thought she would never be penetrated by this black man. In fact, she protested quite a bit, insulted and got angry until finally his penis opened up. When the head pierced her body, a grunt of satisfaction came out of Abdul's mouth.
- Ahhhhhhm was all Celia said when she felt herself being penetrated.
- Are you sure you drove it all the way in? Asked Abdul to his friend.
- I'm telling you, yes. The very slut is capable of swallowing anything. Take a little patience. Slowly the snake unwound itself inside the woman.
- Look how long it's been since I've managed to lodge her all the way. These modern girls get scared and won't let me.
- Stay calm, your experience and Celia's desperation will allow you to keep her all the way in.
She is a true slut, nymphomaniac with a weakness for big black cocks.
And indeed, slowly Roberto saw how centimeter by centimeter that monster lodged itself in his girlfriend's body. His respected girlfriend. His faithful and Wrapped up little woman. The one who never wanted to suck his cock. The same one who had just eaten a black man and was going for the second. - I can't take it anymore, stop, Celia implored. But Abdul wasn't willing to give in and kept pushing. Celia tried to withdraw, but the arms of the male had her totally immobilized. She decided to relax to facilitate penetration and avoid being hurt, since this black man was determined to screw her like that and kill her. As she relaxed, things got easier and their bodies collided in a couple of thrusts. - Maulón, I'm inside up to my balls. You were right. It's veryyyy slutty , he said, starting to pump her. The jolts made the bed resonate. Roberto was sobbing at the scene. Maulón encouraged his friend to give it to him without mercy. Celia was trying not to cry at the way they were using her. Finally, Abdul accelerated and poured everything inside her until the last drop of his cum, amidst screams and wails. Celia, in front of the rough penetration, didn't reach orgasm. She felt like the black man's semen was flooding her without mercy, and she sighed relieved that it was all over. Abdul dismounted and got off the bed. - Well, Maulón, thanks for the invitation. I have to go to work, or else I'd keep screwing this old woman until night, but there won't be a lack of opportunities, ma'am. See you next time, he said, leaving the room. - I also have to go, Celia said. My husband is waiting for me. And quickly got dressed. - Well, Celia, I don't want to interfere with your marriage, but keep in mind that there's something you still don't know, he told her. - What do I lack?, she asked curiously. - How it feels to have a black cock up the ass, but for you to enjoy it, you need previous experience. Have you ever done it? He asked. - Never, and I never will, she said convinced. - You're missing out. Imagine my hot and hard cock giving you a good time from behind, dear. Until you try that, you don't know what it's like to screw with a black guy. But I advise you to convince your husband to make the bum, because if not, I'll cut him into four pieces. If he softens the cuck with his poronguita showing for free, then you'll have the major prize.
- I won't do it, said Celia decided.
- Well, here's my cell phone. When you've debuted, call me and I'll mount you like never before. Until that moment, don't bother talking to me.
And now matured, he told her while beginning to dress.
Celia left in a hurry.
Maulón when he was alone went to the baulera. Roberto's appearance was lamentable. He was destroyed and also dirty from the orgasms he had had. Maulón looked at him and shook his head.
- Look, sir, I wanted you to see it so you'd know the woman you have next to you. It's not that I don't want to, but she's insatiable, and this summer is dedicated to enjoying herself like a possessed one.
He undressed Roberto and he remained there.
- You're taking advantage of her. They get her drunk and she loses control.
- Nobody forces her to do what she does. But it's easy to check. Go to her house, and if in the next few days your little wife asks you to make the bum, you'll know why she asks. And now go away and don't come back here because we won't be so good. I don't chase women, but those who give themselves up, I receive them.
He took his arm and led him out onto the street, closing his door behind him.
Roberto hurried to get to the apartment, taking a shorter route. Celia hadn't arrived yet. He got into the shower and bathed. When Celia arrived, Roberto was in the bedroom, so it was her turn to enter the bathroom.
When she entered the bedroom, Roberto had dressed and was waiting for her.
- What did you buy? I asked with indifference.
- I went to several stores and didn't see anything I liked, lied
- It must be very hot because you decided to bathe, he said.
- Yes, you can't imagine how I sweated. But Roberto wasn't just imagining it. He had seen it.
That afternoon they went to the beach for a while. There was a lot of wind so they returned. Early, they went out to dinner and returned to the hotel. Nobody said anything about what had happened. Roberto calmed down. The affair with the blacks had ended. His wife had had enough, and everything would go back to normal.
A couple of nights later, she incited him to have sex. The preliminaries were spectacular. Celia had let herself go completely, and Roberto was hot with the images that had been left imprinted on his retina. But his world collapsed when, just as he was about to initiate penetration, Celia stopped him, and with a complicit look, said: - Darling, I'm in the mood for something different today, will you join me?
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- What time did you get back last night? It was the question that woke her up, as her husband brought her a mate.
- A little while ago. I went to the beach and came back, lied making it seem like he was waking up.
- You didn't hear me arrive.
- You were almost asleep when I left.
Roberto headed towards the kitchen to continue with the mate. He had been surprised to notice that the shower curtain was wet when Celia had dried it in detail the night before after they finished bathing. It was clear that she had taken a shower upon returning, which seemed strange to him but he ended up thinking it was because she couldn't fall asleep.
That morning they went out to do some shopping, and Celia looked at some clothes in a store, but refused to enter, saying she would go later in the afternoon after lunch, as they were on a tight schedule and didn't want to waste the morning at the beach.
After shopping, they went to the spa. The morning was special. No wind, warm, with few people, which was usual in that area. They took sun while listening to music. At one point Roberto had to go to the bathroom at the spa. He was in the private one when he heard two men entering and talking.
- Don't worry, just stay home. When it's time I'll come get you and introduce you. I assure you it's worth it.
- But she doesn't know me, said the other.
- It doesn't matter, all she wants is a good black cock that will split her in half. That old woman doesn't care about anything when she's hot. I'm sure by 2 am at the latest she'll be knocking on the door to get it up, so you wait. Curiosity made Roberto peek through a gap in the door and see two young black men washing their hands. One was profile and he didn't recognize him. The other was facing away from him, but when he turned around Roberto saw that it was the vendor. street vendor. He smiled with complicity. Surely these boys would have more meat than they could consume at the beach. There was so much unsatisfied mature women looking for young black men who worked every day. After the boys left, she came out and went back to the beach. She didn't tell Celia anything about her encounter, and thought about how good it was to be young in this era when sex was given so easily. Around 11 am, when the sun began to get intense, they returned to the apartment. Celia took a quick shower to wash off the sand, while Roberto used an outdoor shower to clean up. Then he put on a long bamboo skirt and a short, fitted shirt that showed his navel. It was so tight and closed that she couldn't wear a bra with it.
She prepared lunch, and after eating, her husband suggested they take a nap for a bit, which she rejected saying she was going to take advantage of the morning business to see the clothes she liked. She took her purse, went to the bathroom, removed her underwear, put it in her purse, and left, waving goodbye from the door. It was around 2 pm.
Roberto lying down, reviewed what had happened over the past few days, and certain things didn't add up. The late-night outing, the early morning shower, this sudden departure, changed and bathed. And as if that weren't enough, the conversation he heard in the bathroom, which showed what was happening at these places during the summer. Without thinking, he put on a Bermuda shorts and a chompa shirt and followed his wife.
When they arrived on the street, he saw her walking ahead a block, heading towards the store. He followed her from a distance. But his surprise was immense when he saw her turn in the opposite direction of where she said she was going. He quickened his pace and stopped halfway down the block.
They walked several blocks until they reached an old wooden house, probably one of the city's earliest buildings, which was lost in the middle of a field surrounded by lavender and various bushes, and showed a lawn. careless. The house in general was evident that it had known better times. It was on the corner when his wife entered the patio of that house in the middle of the block and knocked on the door. It opened and let her pass.
He approached silently. The windows were closed. He entered the patio and turned around looking for a place to see inside. At the opposite end, a window was half-opened. Darkness did not allow seeing inside. It seemed like a closed room. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and got in through the window. The glow of the outside sun didn't let him see anything and he stayed quiet in the center of the room when a dull blow to the head left him senseless.
Celia was sitting on an old sofa while Maulón prepared some drinks. She never took them at that hour, but neither did she deceive her husband at that hour, so everything was allowed.
I knew you'd come, said Maulón with his back to her as he worked with the drinks. He was only wearing a loincloth. The shine of his body made it seem like he was oiled. In the semidarkness of the living room, he was cool, yet Celia felt a heat she had never felt before.
You threatened me, replied Celia justifying her presence.
I didn't tell you how my investigation on the size of penises turned out, said Maulón bringing the drinks. Celia gulped hers down and the sweetness didn't let her notice the high alcohol content, but for someone not used to it. By the second sip, she started to feel dizzy.
The other night I couldn't observe it carefully, she said with cheekiness.
Maulón went to a cabinet and brought out a 30-cm rule, handing it to her without cutting himself. In front of her, he lowered his loincloth and left his equipment visible. It was swollen but impressive-looking.
Touch it so it gets hard, he ordered, and Celia timidly took it with her hands and started to masturbate it.
She saw it reacting before her eyes. The size grew. It was unrolling like a snake and in no time... minutes it was in full erection.
- Midela now, he ordered, and Celia taking the rule proceeded. 25 cm., and 4 inches wide. It was something special. That's why it had cost him so much to receive her all.
At that moment, Maulón's mobile phone rang. He insulted softly and went up the stairs to answer. Celia saw him walk away and warmed those hard and stiff buttocks that made his clothes get in the way, leaving them visible. She smelled his hands and the smell of male invaded her taste buds, making her completely wet.
- Yes, I understand, wait a minute.
- Wait for a moment and finish your drink, I'll be right back, he said, going out through the front door. Celia took the cup and drank it slowly until she finished it. She felt dizzy and happy, like never before.
Maulón turned around the house and entered through the window at the back. Another black man was sitting on a bed, and Roberto's body was on the floor.
- I caught him trying to get in.
Maulón looked at the perpetrator.
- It's the husband of the slut who is with me. It seems he followed her. Looks like he's not as stupid as he seems, but not too smart either. Cuck but not dumb.
- And now what do we do? asked his friend.
- Help me and let's teach him not to get in where he's not called.
They lifted him up and took him to a large room with a double bed. It had a deep closet whose back was completely dark and from which the bed could be seen perfectly.
They sat him down on a sofa and tied him firmly, gagging him. He woke up slowly when he reacted and found himself facing two black men who were smiling at him. They were the ones from the bathroom and fear reflected in his face. The sacrificial victim was undoubtedly his wife.
- Welcome, sir. We're thinking of calling the police to report a attempted robbery, said Maulón.
Roberto opened his eyes surprised.
- In reality, we know he didn't come to rob, but was following his wife, isn't that so?
Roberto nodded his head.
- Well, from here you'll be able to seeing that she was fine and nothing would happen to her. At least not anything she didn't want. I hope you enjoy the show, and saying this they left the baulera, an Afro music began to play in the room, the lights went out leaving everything in penumbras, allowing rays of light to filter through the slats of the window to see perfectly the interior of the room, but making it impossible to see him where he was. Roberto was there surprised and hurt. He didn't understand what was happening. His head hurt, but his pride was worse.
Some voices were heard and his wife entered the frame from Maulón's hand.
- Here we are, said the black man.
- I'm a little dizzy, said Celia.
- Did you do what I ordered about your clothes?
- Yes
- Show me, said the black man sitting on the bed.
Celia, to Roberto's surprise, took off her tight sweater and left herself completely naked from the waist up. Then she removed her sandals and let her skirt fall, leaving her totally naked.
- Very well, so I won't have to break anything like last night.
- You're an animal. Clothes are expensive.
- Recognize that you enjoyed yourself like a slut, said Maulón looking towards the baulera
- The truth is that I had a very good time.
- The first sex was nice, but when you took all my cum in your mouth, you went crazy, he said knowing that Roberto wasn't losing his words, and his surprise grew minute by minute. Last night this black man had benefited from his wife, and not content with just having her, he had ended up in her mouth and the slut of her had swallowed everything. His face reddened with fury but the way he was tied and the weight of the armchair prevented him from moving. Any noise would be muffled by the music.
He could only look.
- Now come and undress me, said Maulón and Celia obediently approached, knelt down and lowered his zipper, jumping like a spring the young man's sausage.
Roberto froze in front of this vision of such a tool. Had his wife really had sex with that animal? It was incredible, and without querer began to get excited. He noticed inside his pants how his cock was pulsing. Celia caressed him for a moment and without waiting for the order, she took it all in her mouth as much as she could. Maulón threw himself back, enjoying the fellatio. - Ahhhh, what pleasure, keep going, keep going, he said to relax completely. During several minutes, one could hear the music and in the background Celia's sucking. Roberto felt that his cock was about to explode. Maulón straightened up and lifted Celia, forcing her to abandon her task. There, kneeling down, he made her lift her face and put his tongue in her mouth savagely. Without letting go of her, he made her stand up and drew her towards him, making her lie down beside him. He accommodated her on the bed, and put his head between her legs, starting to pass his tongue over her sex, making Celia moan with pleasure. Roberto was excited like never before. Unable to control himself, he felt himself coming in his pants, while beginning to sob quietly. - How did you find out about the survey of penises? He asked Maulón between licks and kisses. - My husband told me, said Celia in a cloud of pleasure and alcohol. - So the cuck motivated you, surely your husband will be happy that you decided to investigate on your own. - Don't joke, I love him truly, said Celia angry - Yes, I imagine you love him very much, but a good black cock doesn't disgust you, slutty, said the black man. - Keep going, keep going, don't stop, said Celia feeling her orgasm approaching. - But you can't draw conclusions from a single example, said the young man, and Roberto suddenly understood what was about to happen. Everything was set for the other black man he had seen to also take advantage of Celia, and she didn't know anything. - Keep going, keep going. Siiiiiiii, said Celia finishing. Maulón looked at her cum and waited for her to finish. While doing so, he turned her over and put her on all fours like a doll. Celia, weak from her orgasm, did not resist. - You have to deepen your studies if you want to get True conclusions, insisted Maulón, as he positioned himself behind Celia. Roberto saw his wife from the side with that black man prepared to impale her with that monstrous tool. When he aimed and parted her vaginal lips, he saw a totally morbid scene. Slowly, he watched as that rod was sinking into his wife, who was hiding her face in the pillow and clinging to it with her hands to withstand the onslaught.
- Slowly, slowly you're tearing me apart, Celia begged.
- A single Cameroonian black man is not enough as a measure, Maulón said as he finished impaling her.
- Ahh, I'll have to settle for you. Where am I going to find another black man? I'm not going to go out on the street chasing after dark-skinned people, Celia said as her face was one of total enjoyment.
- Would you like to analyze another specimen? Leave it in my hands, he said as he began a slow and deep piston.
Roberto couldn't believe what he was hearing or seeing. He never would have imagined that a woman could harbor such a piston, and even less expected it from his wife. And to make matters worse, it was evident that she was enjoying herself like a slut. Despite having finished just minutes before, she was already getting recaliente again. He felt alarmed: he didn't feel betrayed. On the contrary, he liked seeing his wife in that situation. Was he a voyeur? Did he like being a conscious cuck? He never would have believed it. If someone had suggested mounting his wife and him watching, he would have broken her face.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the screams indicated that the duel on the bed was resolving itself. The black man's piston was savage, and Celia was linking one orgasm to another, screaming like a slut.
- Get it out, don't fill me up, please, she begged as she had the night before.
- This time, baby, this time you'll taste the flavor of cum negra. I'll fill you up completely, and there it is, he said as he inserted himself to the hilt, pulled back out, and repeated the motion, while the tension in his muscles indicated that he was... cumming. - ¡¡You're burning me up!!! ¡¡¡ You're burning me up!!! nooooooooooo!!!!, but there was no way to escape - Do you feel like a slut? Do you feel it? Do you feel my semen inside you? Take it and take more, Maulón yelled while continuing to empty himself. Celia relaxed her knees and fell onto the bed, with the man on top of her, not taking her and not stopping cumming, crushing her under his body. Roberto desperate saw a black man filling up his wife, and instead of getting angry, he went back to cum without being able to help it. Celia was sobbing, crushed under the black man. Slowly Maulón pulled out his cock and rolled over until he was lying on his side next to Celia. - Why did you fill me up? It's dangerous. I begged you, I asked you, and you didn't listen, Celia scolded. - If you have doubts take the pill, and if not you'll have a little black boy to explain to your husband's cuck, she said, caressing her with tenderness that contradicted the harshness of his expression. Little by little Celia began to calm down. She turned over and snuggled up against the black man's body. - Don't worry, nothing will happen, he told her consolingly, besides I'll give you cum again in a bit, so there are no problems. Celia stayed quiet. - Well, ma'am, was it good? Did you like it? - Yes, it was good. Is it better than with your husband? - It's different. I love my husband and will share my whole life with him. This is something else. - What is it? - This is morbo, it's dirty, it's what's forbidden. But that's all. - And besides it's an anthropological study, Maulón said smiling. The expression also caused Celia to smile. - Of course. I wouldn't die without knowing if what they were saying was true, she said with sauciness. - And is it? - I must admit that I never slept with a black man and never had one as big as yours. I would think it's true. - With just one you don't get the average. Wait a moment. He got up and left the bedroom. Celia, not understanding what was happening, was fixing her hair in front of a nightstand mirror. Maulón returned and lay down beside her.
- Celia, I'd like you to meet Abdul, he said smiling.
Celia paled. She was naked there and Maulón had brought in someone else. Quickly she covered herself with the sheet and froze.
- Good afternoon, ma'am, said the black man who had beaten Roberto. Roberto recognized him after a moment.
- Bu bu bu good afternoon... said Celia stammering.
- My name is Abdul and I'm here because my friend Maulón told me that you have a special interest in certain characteristics of our race. I am Cameroonian like him.
Celia looked at Maulón without being able to say anything.
- Dear, I think it's only fair for you to draw your own conclusions. Abdul will allow you to compare, and with that said Roberto saw Abdul slowly start to undress.
- Nnnno cccreeo that seea necessary, said Celia scared, but no one seemed to listen to her. Abdul was already alone except for a loose-fitting pants. All the rest of his clothes were on the floor. A hard and fibrous black body was at the foot of the bed. Celia looked at it hypnotized. She couldn't take her eyes off that figure. Finally, the pants fell and Celia discovered he wasn't wearing anything underneath. And she didn't discover the only thing. In front of her a rod no less long than Maulón's but much thicker was revealed. Her sex moistened just from seeing it.
- I see you've gone mute, dear, said Maulón, but you can't leave your study halfway through. Go and touch it, come on, he incited.
Without realizing it Celia passed her tongue over her dry lips and slowly sat down on the bed. The sheet revealed her body, but she seemed not to notice. She knelt down, getting closer to the edge of the bed and took Abdul's cock in her hand. She couldn't believe what she had in her hands. Her two hands wrapped around that black lance and uncapped it. A large head like a Damascus appeared, and a drop of lubricant rolled out as proof of the state the black man was in. Slowly the cock began to grow and harden. Finally, it reached its maximum... relaxation. Maulón offered Celia a rule, and she proceeded to measure it. 27 cm long, 6 cm wide. Impressive.
- And slutty? Have you completed your study? Said Maulón with sufficiency.
Celia didn't answer. She was looking at the monster in her hands.
- Well, you've managed to excite my friend. Now you can't leave him like that. Come and go to bed, he said, taking her by the shoulders and throwing her onto the bed.
Celia looked alternately at both men.
- It's late, I have to leave, she said with fear.
- In a bit you'll be able to leave. I can't guarantee you'll be able to walk normally, but you'll leave. Come Abdul, it's all yours, and the other quickly got on top of her and began to kiss her.
Celia didn't resist. On the contrary, she let herself be done. When Abdul got between her legs, he separated them and put his arms around them, feeling the impressive head of the black sex against the lips of her vagina. It was well lubricated, by its liquids, but also by Maulón's semen that had burst from his body. But she thought she would never be penetrated by this black man. In fact, she protested quite a bit, insulted and got angry until finally his penis opened up. When the head pierced her body, a grunt of satisfaction came out of Abdul's mouth.
- Ahhhhhhm was all Celia said when she felt herself being penetrated.
- Are you sure you drove it all the way in? Asked Abdul to his friend.
- I'm telling you, yes. The very slut is capable of swallowing anything. Take a little patience. Slowly the snake unwound itself inside the woman.
- Look how long it's been since I've managed to lodge her all the way. These modern girls get scared and won't let me.
- Stay calm, your experience and Celia's desperation will allow you to keep her all the way in.
She is a true slut, nymphomaniac with a weakness for big black cocks.
And indeed, slowly Roberto saw how centimeter by centimeter that monster lodged itself in his girlfriend's body. His respected girlfriend. His faithful and Wrapped up little woman. The one who never wanted to suck his cock. The same one who had just eaten a black man and was going for the second. - I can't take it anymore, stop, Celia implored. But Abdul wasn't willing to give in and kept pushing. Celia tried to withdraw, but the arms of the male had her totally immobilized. She decided to relax to facilitate penetration and avoid being hurt, since this black man was determined to screw her like that and kill her. As she relaxed, things got easier and their bodies collided in a couple of thrusts. - Maulón, I'm inside up to my balls. You were right. It's veryyyy slutty , he said, starting to pump her. The jolts made the bed resonate. Roberto was sobbing at the scene. Maulón encouraged his friend to give it to him without mercy. Celia was trying not to cry at the way they were using her. Finally, Abdul accelerated and poured everything inside her until the last drop of his cum, amidst screams and wails. Celia, in front of the rough penetration, didn't reach orgasm. She felt like the black man's semen was flooding her without mercy, and she sighed relieved that it was all over. Abdul dismounted and got off the bed. - Well, Maulón, thanks for the invitation. I have to go to work, or else I'd keep screwing this old woman until night, but there won't be a lack of opportunities, ma'am. See you next time, he said, leaving the room. - I also have to go, Celia said. My husband is waiting for me. And quickly got dressed. - Well, Celia, I don't want to interfere with your marriage, but keep in mind that there's something you still don't know, he told her. - What do I lack?, she asked curiously. - How it feels to have a black cock up the ass, but for you to enjoy it, you need previous experience. Have you ever done it? He asked. - Never, and I never will, she said convinced. - You're missing out. Imagine my hot and hard cock giving you a good time from behind, dear. Until you try that, you don't know what it's like to screw with a black guy. But I advise you to convince your husband to make the bum, because if not, I'll cut him into four pieces. If he softens the cuck with his poronguita showing for free, then you'll have the major prize.
- I won't do it, said Celia decided.
- Well, here's my cell phone. When you've debuted, call me and I'll mount you like never before. Until that moment, don't bother talking to me.
And now matured, he told her while beginning to dress.
Celia left in a hurry.
Maulón when he was alone went to the baulera. Roberto's appearance was lamentable. He was destroyed and also dirty from the orgasms he had had. Maulón looked at him and shook his head.
- Look, sir, I wanted you to see it so you'd know the woman you have next to you. It's not that I don't want to, but she's insatiable, and this summer is dedicated to enjoying herself like a possessed one.
He undressed Roberto and he remained there.
- You're taking advantage of her. They get her drunk and she loses control.
- Nobody forces her to do what she does. But it's easy to check. Go to her house, and if in the next few days your little wife asks you to make the bum, you'll know why she asks. And now go away and don't come back here because we won't be so good. I don't chase women, but those who give themselves up, I receive them.
He took his arm and led him out onto the street, closing his door behind him.
Roberto hurried to get to the apartment, taking a shorter route. Celia hadn't arrived yet. He got into the shower and bathed. When Celia arrived, Roberto was in the bedroom, so it was her turn to enter the bathroom.
When she entered the bedroom, Roberto had dressed and was waiting for her.
- What did you buy? I asked with indifference.
- I went to several stores and didn't see anything I liked, lied
- It must be very hot because you decided to bathe, he said.
- Yes, you can't imagine how I sweated. But Roberto wasn't just imagining it. He had seen it.
That afternoon they went to the beach for a while. There was a lot of wind so they returned. Early, they went out to dinner and returned to the hotel. Nobody said anything about what had happened. Roberto calmed down. The affair with the blacks had ended. His wife had had enough, and everything would go back to normal.
A couple of nights later, she incited him to have sex. The preliminaries were spectacular. Celia had let herself go completely, and Roberto was hot with the images that had been left imprinted on his retina. But his world collapsed when, just as he was about to initiate penetration, Celia stopped him, and with a complicit look, said: - Darling, I'm in the mood for something different today, will you join me?
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