Chapter 6
As we walked the sound of my high heels clicking on the floor echoed throughout the house. The only other sounds were our breathing although the way my heart was pounding I was surprised I could hear anything! My body was trembling as we climbed the stairs slowly, the tightness of my dress and height of my heels meaning I had to go slowly. But it just added to the delicious build up of sexual tension and excitement that was coursing through, I assumed, Marcus as well as me.
"Very nice," he said appreciating the master bedroom with the huge 4 poster bed, the large balcony overlooking the gardens, the big en-suite with a large round jacuzzi bath tub, the separate his and hers dressing rooms lined with closets and drawers (although mine was obviously twice the size of my husband's), the big full length mirror in which the bed was reflected, the deep soft white carpets. The bright afternoon sun shine through the south west facing French balcony windows and a fan spun from the ceiling creating a gentle breeze that moved the air conditioned air around making a nice cool change from the hot sun outside.
The bed was covered with expensive white cotton sheets, a thin white duvet which usually ended up on the floor and half a dozen plump white pillows and some pink scatter cushions. The white lace curtains on each of the 4 sides of the bed were tied back but I suspected they would soon be closed apart from the one side in which the reflection of the bed could be seen in the mirror.
When I saw that Marcus had finished taking in the beautifully decorated bedroom I took his hand and moved us so we were standing in front of the big full length mirror. I turned to take in the sight of myself in the arms of my daughter's gorgeous 18 year old black boyfriend. His big strong black hands on my hips as I draped my slender arms around his strong muscular neck and looked up at him. He smiled at me and his eyes closed as our lips touched again, this time more certain, less hesitant, more passionate as the boundaries were now firmly agreed and understood by us bot. I would do anything to ensure his 'needs' were satisfied to protect my daughter.
The contrast between us was even more intensely intoxicating than I'd imagined. OMG! What I saw in the mirror looked like the cover of one of those interracial MILF porn films. The beautiful, older, wealthy, married, white blonde woman with a big, strong, dark black male less than half her age. I looked so fragile and innocent and he looked so strong and dominant. I could feel my thin, delicate lace panties were soaking wet from just looking at myself with him. He had barely touched me and I felt almost ready to cum for him! I started to understand why there were so many interracial couples these days and why they were overwhelmingly white women and black men.
Marcus moaned with pleasure as he ran his hands over my body, feeling my slim slender curves, one hand running through my long silky blonde hair as my long red nails teasingly dragged over his muscular back as we kissed deeply, breathing in each others scent. I pressed myself against him and felt his growing bulge press against my hip. Oh fuck, oh fuck I thought to myself as I started to realise just how deliciously hung he was. I could barely control myself but didn't want to put all my cards on the table just yet. I wanted him to believe that I was doing this to protect my daughter and not that I was doing this for purely selfish reasons and would happily tell him that, from the moment I met him, I'd decided I would do anything he desired in bed!
'Mmmmm' was about all I could say as I ran my fingers through his dreadlocks. Oh Jesus they just made him look even 'blacker' and even more exotic! I ran my long expensive red nails over his beautiful muscular chest, kissing, gently biting and licking it all over as I looked up at him. His eyes closed a# he moaned "Oh fuck yes," before opening them to watch me kiss down from his chest to his abs. His abs were amazing, so hard and defined. Everything about his body just blew me away and the thought of exploring every inch of him excited me beyond belief.
I eventually got onto my knees in front of him and turned to see our reflection in the big mirror. I looked up at him and then the big bulge that was sticking out from his swim shorts. My fingertips gently traced over the outline through the shorts bringing more moans from his lips before I slowly kissed up and down it through the material. His fingers gripped my long blonde hair tightly and it was my turn to let out a moan of pleasure as I continued to kiss him through the material, desperately fighting the urge to tear his shorts off, wanting to savour the moment, wanting to tease him. Eventually I could take no more and looked up into his eyes and gently tugged his shorts down.
Chapter 7
O.M.F.G! Was all I could think as his big thick hard dark black 18 yo dick fell out of his shorts. It was easily the biggest dick I had ever seen and totally dwarfed what my husband was packing. I was mesmerized as I stared at it, my eyes wide as I thought about how my daughter would have been in exactly the same position as her Mom now was. I think that thought got me even wetter if that were possible! I looked up at Marcus and could see it wasn't the first time he'd seen a white woman react like that. His hands were on his hips as he watched my soft white fingers hold it, the contrast of my pale skin and bright red nails was mind blowing. I lifted it and felt it's weight, feeling it grow in my hand, loving that it was me that was making this beautiful thing get bigger and harder. I looked at the big veins which lined the shaft, feeling the blood pulsing through them. I also loved that he was completely shaved smooth and by the looks of it that must have been done this morning? Had he shaved himself especially for me? Oh God, I needed to know and resolved to ask him later. I hope he would appreciate my perfectly smooth pussy. I had been that way for years and I'd had all my hair permanently removed as I'd got tired of shaving and waxing all the time. That was pretty much universal amongst my friends.
Marcus moaned with pleasure as I pressed it up against his abs and gently blew and then kissed his heavy shaved balls before I dragged my tongue slowly up the underside as I watched myself in the mirror. My white skin, light blonde hair, white dress and white high heels made me look like I should have been in an interracial porn film. Never mind the way I was expertly working his beautiful dick with my soft full bright red lips and wet tongue.
