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White Wedding, Blacked Bride 4: Honeymoon (Interracial Cuckold Multiples)

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I wasn't very happy but to be honest, but when he started talking about it while we were in bed making love one night, I got massively turned on. He had turned out the light and told me he was someone else and to fix another guy in my mind. I must confess I went ballistic and had huge orgasms because of it. So while I hadn't agreed I never said no either.

I am Nicole Brewster, yes I know I get ribbed off my friends for the name, but I don't care. I am 30 years old, I've been married 8 years and things are going along very well. I am mostly very happy and contented, and all the rest of the things that go to make up a fairly successful marriage. And I have never been unfaithful and don't intend to, or should I say I didn't intend to, despite all of the tempting offers put my way over the years. Jethro lifted his head, gave me a smile and kissed me; I kissed him in a way I can't remember kissing another man that way. I could still feel him deep within me, our bodies tight together. I wriggled into him; I couldn't get close enough to him. The heat the sexuality, the sensuality coming from him was more than I could take in. So I was all set, I saw my husband off at 8am on the Monday morning, he wouldn't be home again until the week on Friday so I had all the time in the world. I knew that, but sod's law has always played a part in my life, so if something could go wrong, it probably would! I rang the decorators and told them it was all systems go, and they arrived 1 hour later. I had already set the programme for the work with the boss, his men went to work, and lo and behold they finished ½ a day early. I was so pleased I could have cried.My eyes are a deep sea green, wide and bright. My eye brows that curve over them are in sweeping arches. I have high cheekbones that accentuate my face too. My nose is small and pert; my lips are proud and full above a very slightly square chin I had better tell you who I am and all the rest of it hadn't I? You'll be wondering what's going on.

My biggest problem was going to be moving the furniture around to here and there. I'm only a weak woman after all, so I needed a strong pair of hands. This is where Jethro came into the equation, he would get all the unwanted sofa's, chairs etc out into the yard so I could have them taken to the charity shops for resale to people less well off then we were. He took me like a man! I felt a strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him – pressing my flesh against his. His lips were on mine and his tongue probed immediately. I opened my mouth to let him inside. My hands played with his finely sculpted chest and his free hand slipped underneath my top, pulling it up, and squeezing my tit. I moaned and creamed my Daisy Dukes. I know I am very attractive, hence I get lots of unprovoked offers of various kinds, but it flatters and pleases me that I have what it takes to pull any man, not that I do, well not since I've been married anyway. There had only ever been one issue if you can call it that, because I had half agreed to go along with it, but never had. Francis, my husband, had mentioned having a threesome. Not me and another woman but him and another man, or if it suited me he would watch. While another man made love to me, and we would see where it went from there. I agreed and let him go but promised him a slap up meal the next day Sunday and I would not hear any arguments about it. Now, let me tell you about Jethro, he is 19 or 20 years old, lives next door and his parents are either Nigerian or one of the close by countries, I'm not sure but I thought I heard him mention Nigeria.My top was the first thing to go, pulled over my head and drop to the ground. As we pressed our bodies together again, I felt his hand over my shorts, grabbing my pussy and stroking it firmly. I shuddered as I came, being molested by this ebony giant, just off that moonlit beach. He held me up, otherwise, I would've collapsed to the dirt. Oh Jethro," I moaned, "oh my god, Jesus Christ Argggh." My climax boiled and roiled around me from my toes to the top of my head. I had no defence, it battered me out of my mind, explosions were going off in me. I raised my glass to him and congratulated his help and friendliness, and how much I appreciated him and his help. We clinked glasses and toasted each other. He told me how brilliant, and wonderful he thought I was, and also how beautiful he thought I was too. The next morning I was up with the larks, I was so excited about my project and planned and replanned it all, I was adamant it would be perfect. I have a good body, it fits with my size, I'm not underweight, I hate skinny women, but I don't carry excess either. My husband says he loves something to get hold of. So I am the size he likes me to be. I love giving him whatever he wants to grab a hold of anytime he wants, which sadly isn't quite as often as I would like really. But we can't have it all can we, it wouldn't do for us all to be alike.

The first task was to get all of my unwanted gear out of the house and onto the drive. While he was doing that I called the shops and told them it was all there for the taking, and could they come around as soon as they could in case the weather broke. I didn't think it would, it was a gorgeous sunny day. My husband had phoned the night before, we had a good natter, but he had no idea what he was coming home to, I was so looking forward to seeing the surprise on his face when he walked into the house next Friday. I know I am making myself out to be a hard headed business type of woman, but I assure you I am anything but that. I had planned this to the nth degree, and it had worked brilliantly, the satisfaction I took from this was enormous. We got on like a house on fire, and soon he was chatting away, he started telling me silly stupid jokes which I found hilarious, and he had me almost on my knees with laughter. By the end of play that Saturday I suggested we stop work and have dinner, he looked a little nonplussed and stammered out an apology that he would have to go home.I pondered what he had said in about one second and politely refused his kind offer. But I did think afterwards that maybe he would be either fantastic in bed, or a total loser who only played on his good looks, I decided on the latter. I didn't realise the mistake I was making, when I asked Jethro from next door to help me around the house whilst my husband was away on business. But it was a mistake I would learn from though. Jethro, come on, lets go upstairs I have more work for you to do," I told him breathlessly. I didn't know if he knew or guessed what I was meaning, so I grabbed his hand a hauled him after me. There was no way I wasn't going to get the bulge in his trousers that had been lodged between my thighs where I wanted it the most, not now.

At 10am Jethro appeared at my door and I ushered him in. I had him sit at my table and made him a huge breakfast, he wolfed it all down which gave me a huge measure of satisfaction. Then we went to work, I had him placing things here and placing things there, he was keeping me laughing with his silly comments and jokes. It was then I really noticed the difference in our skin colour. It hit me like a projectile coming from space. The erotic feeling it gave me made me give way. I felt my shaven pussy blow liquid from me, it aroused me beyond redemption. I can't tell you how absolutely naughty I felt, standing there in the great outdoors, in this strange land with a man whose name I didn't even know, naked as the day I was born. It may have been late, but there were still people about and someone could easily walk by.The thought of that mighty thing, doing what I knew already that it could and would do, gave me the shakes. But there was no way on earth I wasn't going to try and get it all in me. I rose up on my knees, got a hold of his arms and pulled him on to my bed. He took the dominant position; he leaned over me, preparing me for what was to come. His over powering aura herded me to where he was waiting to coral, and put me into his pen. I made some lemonade and sandwiches in the kitchen still in my trembling state, and we were chatting. I don't know to this day if he could sense my condition, or even smell it? I could taste my heat and arousal in my mouth, and I'm sure my nether regions were giving out the smell of woman juice and heated pussy. I had an orgasm that I wasn't ready for; it nearly killed me as it ripped through me like a runaway train. I heard myself scream and call out.

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