El hombre negro de mantenimiento

It has been two months since our wedding, my husband Roger and I are living in a new apartment. It's a one-bedroom apartment on the outskirts of the city. We decided to live in an apartment for a year so we could save money to get our own house.

We're a young couple and met at university, I was very popular and was a cheerleader for my university's sports teams, they say I'm beautiful because of my popularity, I have an athletic body with the following measurements: 97 (C38 cup) - 61 - 98, I'm blonde with blue eyes, my ass is round and well-proportioned, the guys at university used to chase me but I was in love with the one who's now my husband, who was the marshal of our football team.

My husband has only been here for a couple of days and his work is sending him out of town on a business trip for four days. I didn't want him to go, but I promised myself I would help him succeed in his career, so he made this trip. Roger works for a marketing company that requires him to travel a lot, so he was away from me most of the time, I rarely went out. I was currently unemployed, so it would be very boring with my husband away from me.

I took Roger to the airport in the morning and returned home to finish unpacking. It was almost noon when I decided to go to the store to buy some provisions. As I left the apartment, I realized that the building maintenance guy was looking at me while walking down the hallway towards him.

He was changing a light bulb on the stairs. When I approached, he got off the stairs and held out his hand for me to shake it. I didn't expect this, but I don't want to be rude, so I extended my hand towards him.

'Hello miss, my name is Leroy, welcome to my building.'

'Hello, my name is Sarah, my husband and I just moved in.' Let's change to apartment 302.

It was a huge man, at least 6 feet 3 inches tall, 200 pounds, and black as coal with fine features and very virile.

Well, if there's anything you need, you've just met Leroy, for whatever is offered, you know.

Just like he said that, he gave me a wink and let go of my hand. That was definitely uncomfortable, I thought to myself while walking down the hallway.

When I arrived at my department store apartment and unpacked my purchases, I put on my gym outfit to go down and try out the gym in the building. After my training, I passed by Leroy's new place. This time he gave me a quick smile as I walked by. When I returned to my apartment, I was about to jump into the shower when I heard someone calling at my door. Quickly put on a tank top and shorts, and opened the door. It was Leroy standing there with a mischievous grin and said:

Excuse me for disturbing you, ma'am, I just need to change the air filter in the oven.

Of course we'll go, come on please: I replied

I could feel him looking at me in my loose tank top. He followed me and I knew he was checking out my ass in my sweat shorts. He opened the utility closet and had to sit down on the floor to change the filter. He was about to leave when he called me back again.

I'm going to show you how to open this appliance and change the filter, he said.

I went back to him who was lying on the floor. He turned around to look at me and had a perfect view of my crotch. I tried to stay away from him as much as possible, but the closet was small.

He showed me how to change the air filter. The whole time he was looking at my ass while standing over him. I started feeling very uncomfortable and tried to run to finish and leave. But he was taking his time slowly and sweetly. How long is it going to take to change this damn filter? I thought. It was then that I realized there was a huge bulge in his pants. That can't be what I think it is. It seemed to hang down to his knees.

If you like what you see, he said.

I was so embarrassed that he caught me looking at his big bulge.

What are you talking about? I said, pretending I didn't know.

Have you ever seen a huge black cock before?

What? I was so surprised by what he said. Maybe I had misheard.

What did you say?

I said, 'Have you ever seen a huge black cock?'

He got up and started to unbutton his pants.

Get out of here now! I yelled. I'm a happily married woman and I would never cheat on my husband, especially not with a black man.

I backed away to leave the closet before he could get up. But he turned the corner into the room where I was.

I started to get scared. I didn't know what he was going to do to me. Then he proceeded to slowly pull out his cock from his pants.

Shit, there's no way it could be real. That was the first non-my-husband's cock I had ever seen. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It had to be at least 28 centimeters long and as thick as a soda can base. I tried to contain any expression of amazement on my face. But my eyes were very open and fixed on his cock. I made an effort to look away.

You have to leave now, I said.

He walked slowly towards me. My knees were trembling, I was so scared.

Please go now, my husband will be home at any moment.

You have to touch my penis before you leave, he said.

What? I replied.

I didn't know what to do, all I wanted was for this to be over.

If I touch it, will you promise to leave?

Sí, he said with a malignant smile.

So my arm extended slowly and my hand grabbed the head of his penis. My hand was trembling, I was very nervous.

That's girl, take it for a little while. He told me with excitement
I did what he told me to do. I felt it getting bigger and bigger in my hand. My body was so hot, I couldn't believe what I was doing. I had never felt another man's cock like that before. It must have been at least four times bigger than my husband's.
He looked at me while I was caressing his massive virility
You know you want it, girl. This is a real man's cock. I'm going to tear your little hot pussy apart with this cock.
The dirtier he talked, the more waves of heat ran through my body. My blood was boiling and my heart was racing fast.
Well, I've had enough of his cock for now, you have to go.
Surprisingly, he put the cock back in his pants and started walking towards the door. But before leaving, he turned around and said: Do you know that they always come looking for me after feeling my cock?... You can't say you're not ready to call me again. He left me his phone number and went away.
I closed the door behind him and sat down on the sofa before fainting
What have I just done? I had only been married for two months and here I was caressing another man's cock. It was then that I realized my pussy was very wet. Why was I acting like a slut with him? Why do I feel so damn hot?
I went straight to the shower to clean my body and conscience. I couldn't get the image of his cock out of my head. It was so big and hot with large veins running along it. I started feeling really wet again, thinking about Leroy's cock. I couldn't control myself.
When I got out of the shower, I lay down in bed and tried to think about my beloved husband. But my mind kept imagining me caressing Leroy's enormous cock. I started rubbing my wet pussy. For some reason, I wanted to try his cock again. I felt such Naughty with another man who is not my husband. But my thoughts made my pussy feel so good. I was touching myself and masturbating to an incredible orgasm while thinking that I was sucking a big black cock.

The next morning, I discovered that the air conditioning in my apartment wasn't working. The first thing I thought was that Leroy must have had something to do with it, so he'd have a reason to come back.

I didn't know what to do. I called my husband and he told me that there was an on-site maintenance manager who would send someone to fix it. But I knew that wouldn't be the case. So I called the maintenance manager and he said he'd send someone to take a look at the fault. He also said it might be something easy, because he was busy at the moment and would come later in the day. So here I was, in the middle of summer, without air conditioning, bored in my apartment.

I told myself I wasn't going to let anything get out of control, and I didn't want to repeat what happened yesterday. A few hours later someone knocked on my door. It was Leroy standing there with his tools in hand and a wide smile on his face.

Listen carefully, I called you here to fix my air conditioning. You only work on that, don't think for a second that I called you here for anything else, do you understand? I said.

He just smiled and said: I don't know what you're talking about.

He realized I was nervous when I let him into the utility closet to do his job. A few minutes later my air conditioning was working again. I was sitting on the sofa waiting for him to finish his work. Then he enters the room and sits down next to me on the sofa.

What do you think you're doing? I said in a very nervous tone.

I have to make sure the alternating current doesn't cut off again, he replied. Sit down next to me?, I said. What, don't you feel comfortable sitting beside the big one from Leroy?, he said while looking at his crotch. I couldn't help but notice the enormous bulge in his pants. Once I started getting into a lot of heat and my heart was beating stronger. I knew he could say the effect he had on me. I probably should leave, he told me. Then he stood up, now his cock was at eye level, which seemed like it was going to burst through his zipper. I was trying with all my might not to look at it. He stayed there and started rubbing the length of his penis. My mouth started watering when I remembered the incredible orgasm I had imagined sucking his beautiful black cock. Leroy knew what was happening in me. Then he slowly began to unbutton his pants. My whole body was shaking a lot. Please, don't do this, I begged him. But my body was betraying me. I could feel my pussy totally wet. He slowly pulled his pants down until his cock sprang free in front of my face. It looked like a one-eyed monster staring directly at me and ordering: Suck my cock, dirty slut. I said: I'm not going to do that, I'm a married woman His penis was getting closer and closer to my mouth. My body wasn't moving, slowly his cock found its way to my lips. I could feel my pussy burning while closing my eyes and kissing the head of his penis. I knew what I was doing was so bad, but I couldn't control my carnal desire anymore. Slowly I began to lick the head of his penis. Then I opened my mouth and let the head in. I heard him moaning with pleasure while sucking his enormous black cock and feeling a unique pleasure. I was sucking it harder and harder, my tongue licking the hollow of his cock. I could savor the sweet pre-seminal liquid. I looked at him with my big blue eyes when I was giving him a brutal Mamada.

“Knew you were a bit of a slut and very hot, keep sucking my cock, slut,” he said, feeling like I was already his property, his slave.

His degrading words were making me hotter. I was a slut, a foxy. Slid my hand down my pants and started rubbing my wet pussy. I was sucking the cock like a cheap slut. I was even coming to an orgasm with my own hand.

“Mmmmm, your slut cock is so big and hot,” I said.

Then he lifted me off the sofa. His hands went under my shirt and were touching my bare stomach. He started rubbing my breasts under my shirt. My nipples were completely erect and hard as rocks. Then he pulled my shirt over my head. Quickly unhooked my bra. I tried to cover my chest with my arms.

“Please, let me go, I don't want to cheat on my husband,” I said.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him. Felt his hard cock against my hot pussy. My short fine chandal pants and panties were the only thing left on my body. His hard cock in my pussy felt so good. His hands were squeezing my exposed breasts. I tried to beg him to let me go, but my resistance was fading.

He leaned his head and started kissing me with heat on my neck. Then he looked at me and our lips met. Opened my mouth and my tongue clashed with his tongue in a battle of power. I could feel my pussy pulsating against the solid rock of his beautiful cock.

Then he lifted me off the floor and took me to the bed. The same bed where I made love to my husband two nights ago. He took off his shirt and was standing there completely naked at the end of the bed. Slowly I took off my pants and panties, exposing my complete nudity to this strange black man I had just met.

I opened my legs inviting him to my body. He started licking the inside of my thighs, slowly making ” his way to my wet pussy. I was moaning loudly as his tongue found my moist clitoris.

‘You feel so good, lick my dirty pussy’, I said, adjusting to his language.

Then he inserted his big fingers into my pussy. I was tranced out behind while he touched me to an incredible orgasm. His tongue licked slowly along the way to my body. He sucked my hard nipples. I could feel his enormous cock at the entrance of my dripping pussy.

He looked at me and said: ‘I'm going to screw you so hard that you'll never want your husband with his tiny penis to screw you again.’

I grabbed the back of my head and pulled his mouth to mine, in another fierce battle of tongues and exchanging our saliva.

I could feel the head of his cock within a few centimeters of its way to my pussy. The sensation was incredible. He slowly pushed more of his cock into me. I don't think I'd be able to handle all of his cock in my small pussy.

‘It's taaaannn big, I think I can't take it all’, I said.

But he kept pushing deeper and deeper into me. My pussy was getting so stretched out. He caught me slowly at first, then started moving faster and harder. The pain decreased quickly and I felt the biggest orgasm of my life coming.

‘¡OOOOHHHH SIIIIIIIIII... FOLLAMMMMEEEE!, I screamed like a possessed woman in pleasure.

I came hard on his cock. Now he was screwing me very hard and fast. His cock was so deeply inside me, I felt like I was touching my stomach. My body was tranced out beneath him. I was screaming loudly with the pleasure that I had never felt before. Never knew anything could feel so good with his cock and now I felt like his slut forever.

Before he came, I said: ‘Maybe you should put a condom on, I don't have any protection, and I'm so fertile right now,’ when I was losing all control of my mind and body.

‘I don't have one, I'll pull out’ At the time, he said. Then that's what he told me as I turned around to let him grab me like a little dog. I listened to his commanding voice and lifted my good round butt in the air. He licked my pussy from behind. Then I felt his tongue licking my ass and inserting the tip of his tongue into my anus. He was fucking my ass with his tongue. My husband had never touched that part of my body before.

You're always alone with a dirty white guy, shit slut. Tell me you want my cock inside you.

Please, grab me hard, drink, I want your black cock inside me.

He pushed his cock into my pussy in all its measure. He started really pounding me hard. I could feel another great orgasm coming on.

Please don't stop fucking me hard, darling... I LOVE YOUR BIG BLACK COCK... You feel so incredible.

He pushed it in as hard as he could. Tears were running down my face. I felt like I was going to pass out. After about 10 minutes of galloping behind, he turned me around again. I wrapped my legs around his back. He sucked on my nipples. He was pushing his cock deeper into me, all the way to the end in my belly. I knew he wanted to cum. Then we started kissing frantically.

From now on you're mine, you're my white slut, I'll screw you when I want, he said.

OH YES BABY, CLAIM YOUR PUSSY WHEN YOU WANT, GIVE ME YOUR SEMEN!

I'LL FUCK YOU WITH YOUR BLACK BABY!

I'M YOURS NOW! I'm your wife and your white slut whenever you want; my love!

I wrapped him up with my legs as he pushed in as deep as he could. I could feel his cock swelling. I was having the most incredible orgasm of my life. Then I felt it explode inside my pussy.

I felt the load in the depth of my pussy without any protection. My orgasm was so incredible that I fainted.

I woke up and found Leroy had left. My pussy was sore and dripping with his semen on the crack of my ass.
I finished fucking. To Leroy every night until my husband got home. Leroy stops sometimes for a quickie when my husband is at work.

I feel like his slave, wife, and slut, I like it when he treats me hard and vulgar, it heats me up more when he treats me like I'm his property and his words are orders for me, but it has sweet moments of love too. We're sure we've fallen in love because we conjugate everything sexually and I've adapted to his way of being even with his harsh word treatment.

Every day is incredible when he fucks me, he has a lot of imagination in sex and knows every corner of my body like the palm of his hand, I adore him and I fuck him through all my holes, I can't live without his presence anymore, I need him every day and feel it's the same for him with his feelings towards me.

When my husband isn't here, we practically live together and are happy in this double life, my husband is already a nuisance in my life and I don't feel anything for him.

I just found out I'm pregnant. I think my husband will find a big surprise. But it doesn't matter if the child of my beloved black master and owner of my white body... I love him and desire him more every day... well, we'll see what's in store when I have my son, fruit of this interracial desire and love.