My Daughters Boyfriend Pt 04

Chapter 14

As I approached the door I took a deep breath. I was trembling with excitement at the thought of the long night ahead...the things I wanted to do for Marcus and what I wanted to do for him! I opened the door and beamed my bright white smile at Marcus...he looked me up and down, a huge grin on his face as he said, "Damn, you're looking so fine! I can feel myself growing already!" as I closed and locked the door behind us. His words made me so happy and I turned round slowly to display myself to him, revelling in the attention from not just a good looking guy but a good looking black guy! I lifted my arms over my head to stretch out my body, wanting to be so slim and slender next to his big, muscular build. I moved next to him and draped my arms round his strong neck. I moaned into his mouth as we kissed and I felt his big, strong black hands on my naked back. I could only imagine how hot that looked...black hands on white skin...and my back arched as I pressed myself against him, feeling his hardness pressing back against me. Oh god, that's what I think I loved about younger guys...no worries about getting hard over and over and over again...I guess that's why they are such a perfect match for older women like me!

Marcus reciprocated my moans and I loved the way he caressed my naked back...the dress was obviously a winner with him. I felt his hand on my thigh and he lifted my left leg so it was wrapped around him. "Holy fuck, yesssss," he groaned as he looked down to see my black lace stocking tops exposed.

"Cindy never dress up for you like this?" I asked. Even though I knew the answer already I wanted, no, needed to hear it from his lips. I wanted confirmation that I was better than her, sexier than her, more adventurous than her...I wanted him to know that I would do anything, wear anything to please him!

"Never, ever," he moaned as I watched his finger tip gently running over the lace stocking top.

"Mmmmm, I'm glad," I moaned. "Just so you know, whenever you see me in nylons, they will always be stockings, not pantyhose," I purred as I wrapped my leg tightly round him and pulled his mouth into mine again as we gently ground against each other in a delicious circular motion.

I squealed with excitement as Marcus effortlessly lifted me up and my right leg instinctively wrapped round his waist, my feet crossed over behind him. He walked towards the stairs but I stopped him and told him to go to the kitchen to pick up the bottle of chilled champagne and two glasses. He did so and held them in one hand as his other hand supported me. He climbed the stairs effortlessly, my weight barely noticeable to him. He stopped halfway up so we could see ourselves in the mirror...it was such a beautiful sight! I looked into his brown eyes and softly sucked his bottom lip...he returned the favour before we continued slowly up the stairs to the master bedroom where we would spend the rest of the night. I was still pissed off that my husband was coming home tomorrow morning, earlier than planned which meant that my plans for a few days in bed with Marcus would have to be cut short! I resolved to make sure that very soon I would spend three whole days and nights in bed with him...I wanted us to fuck until we were both exhausted...then sleep...then wake...then fuck again and again!

Chapter 15

As we approached the master bedroom I thought back over 20 years to my wedding night when my husband had carried me like this over the threshold to our marital bed. I can honestly say that my current situation was about a million times more exciting than that of over 20 years ago! As we entered the room I looked over Marcus' shoulder and saw our reflection in the big full length mirror. "Go to the mirror," I said and Marcus walked round the bed until we were in front of it and he put the champagne and glasses down on the side table.

I don't think I would ever get bored of looking at myself in the arms of a black man...the contrast blew my mind every time...my pale skin, my blonde hair, my blue eyes, my slim slender frame...his dark black skin, his dark dreadlocks, his deep brown eyes, his big strong muscular bulk...I loved the way my dress hugged my body, accentuating my slender frame, displaying sooooo much soft smooth white skin, the diamond jewelry sparkling in the light...I was a total MILF I thought...that's what I hoped Marcus thought too! I wanted to be a total sex object for him and I therefore needed to keep in shape for him...I needed to watch what I ate, needed to go to the gym more...I imagined going to the same gym as Marcus and watching him work out...

As he walked round the bed to the mirror I could feel his muscles moving, I could feel them against my slim body...it felt and looked amazing and I knew that very soon every ounce of his black power would be focused on fucking me. Every muscle and sinew in his body straining to fuck his girlfriend's beautiful blonde mom in her own marital bed...knowing that if he made her cum she would probably give him anything he desired? I probably knew that he was only interested in his own pleasure but if that gave me pleasure too, that was fine with me! As I looked at us in the mirror I couldn't help thinking what an amazing cover for an interracial porn movie a pic of this would make...'My Daughter's Black Boyfriend vol. 769....!

I looked down at his two big black hands holding my thighs around the black lace stocking tops. All the time I could feel his thumbs gently stroking me through the fine, thin silk...Marcus obviously loved the feeling...and he was so going to love how the stockings felt wrapped round his naked body as he fucked me in front of the big mirror real soon!

That thought made me moan out loud and my red nails dug into his back and I bit into his shoulder. "What was that for?" he asked grinning.

"I was just thinking about watching in the mirror as you fuck me all night, I think we will look so hot," I said giggling. "If you're a good boy I'll keep my stockings and high heels on all night for you?" I said teasingly.

"Do that and I promise you will lose count of how many times I make you cum," he said as I felt his big black fist wrap around my long blonde hair. I swear I almost came from just his words and the exquisite pain when he pulled my hair!

"Get undressed," I said. "Show me your beautiful young body."

He grinned as he lowered me to me feet and I sat on the bed and watched him slowly undress in front of me. My God, I loved the confident smile on his face as he gradually revealed himself to me. His broad, bull like shoulders, his developed biceps and triceps, his perfectly defined and shaved pecs above washboard abs, the big semi-hard bulge in his tight boxer shorts, his muscular thighs......he was built like a God and I so needed to be a Goddess if I intended to worship him with my white body!

I stared in awe as he pushed his boxer shorts down and his beautiful bulge sprang free. My eyes were locked on it and I moaned out loud as my soft white fingers reached for it. Marcus moaned as I took it in my hand, my red nailed fingers wrapping round it gently.

"Fuck, I love your nails!" he moaned as I began to stroke him.

I looked up at him and said, "Mmmmmmm. Good. Do you like me making so much effort for you? Do you like that I want to totally sexualise myself for you? False nails? False eye lashes? Stockings? High heels? Sexy, short, tight dresses? I will always do that if it pleases you? Tell me what you want me to wear for you and I will wear it for you." I then slowly dragged my red nails up and down his shaft, wanting him to see them, looking up to see the pleasure on his face.

"Yes, yes, yes...please!" he moaned. "I want that so much. You've no idea how many interracial porn films I've watched...beautiful older blonde women like you with young guys like me. I love how you dress...you look absolute stunning. You are the ultimate blonde MILF! You are my ultimate fantasy come true! If my friends could see me now they would be sooooo jealous. They all think you're super hot."

My heart swelled with pride and excitement at his words. I loved the idea of black guys his age thinking I was hot and fantasising about me. I made a promise to myself that whenever I knew I would be seen by Marcus' or my daughter's male friends I would always make extra effort to look hot. I wanted to give them an image to jerk over later! "Good boy," I moaned. "I've come to realise that a guy like you is what has been missing in my life for years. I'll be your MILF porn star if you'll be my young black stud?. Would you like that? Let's promise to make each others fantasies a reality," I said as I slowly kissed and licked his growing black dick all over. His moans of pleasure gave me the only answer I needed.

I looked up into his beautiful dark brown eyes as my soft red lips slid slowly over head, my fingers pushing the foreskin back so I could suck the purple head. My tongue flicked over the hole and I could taste his delicious precum. As I began to slowly suck Marcus took 2 fistfuls of my long blonde hair and I put my hands behind my back in an act of submission to him. I looked at myself in the mirror, sat on the bed, still dressed with him naked. My dress had ridden up and my stocking tops were on show. I loved being all dressed up while he was still naked! It just seemed to be totally natural...the older white woman all dressed up to please her young black lover!

My blonde head was moving slowly up and down, now guided by Marcus as he held my blonde hair. I loved that he was controlling my movements, getting me to do what he wanted to give him maximum pleasure! That was all I cared about at that moment...any pleasure I took would mean nothing to me if I wasn't pleasing Marcus! I gagged a little as he pushed my mouth down further...'oh fuck, yes, yes, yes' I thought as I felt saliva stream from my mouth. I wanted him to make me gag more and harder...'please Marcus, make me gag on your beautiful black dick. Use me for your pleasure, treat me like you've seen young black studs treat the sexually frustrated older blonde women in the porn films you watch, I'll do anything to please you' I thought to myself.

It was as though he could read my mind as my mouth went deeper over him than ever before. I gagged and he then pulled my head back. I gasped a breath but he then pushed my mouth back down again and again and again. I went to hold his thighs with my hands but he said, "No, behind your back," and I obeyed him instantly. "That's right, my good little blonde MILF whore," he said as he saw just how obedient I was. I loved his words and let out a long contented groan of pleasure as he filled my mouth again with his beautiful, rock hard, soaking wet black dick. He was totally in control of me now and I wondered if he realised just how eager I was to be completely and utterly submissive to him? Moments ago I told him that I wanted to be his MILF porn star and it appeared that he was now treating me like one! That thought sent shivers down my spine! I was pretty sure that any woman my age, given the chance, would have loved to have been in my position and I felt soooooo happy and privileged that he had chosen me and no one else to become his MILF porn star! I would never ever disappoint him!

Chapter 16

I looked up and smiled at Marcus as he took my hand as I stood up. My other hand automatically took his hardness and I stroked it slowly as he held my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. I watched in the mirror as he pushed the thin halter neck straps of my silver sparkly mini dress over my shoulders. I wiggled my hips a little to help it slide down and Marcus mouth immediately went to my breasts. He kissed and licked them all over. The tip of his tongue flicking my rock hard nipples as the dress fell to the floor. My head tipped back as I revelled in the attention I was getting. I moaned out loud and my fingers gripped his dreadlocks as I felt his warm lips and tongue all over me. He raised his head and we stood in front of the mirror, our arms wrapped around each other. He was butt naked and I was in just my tiny black lace see through thong, black lace top hold up stockings and 5 inch silver strappy high heels...'mmmm the perfect couple' I thought as we both took in our reflection.

I kissed Marcus deeply again and I felt his fingers gently tug one of the side ties of my thong. It fell away and he moaned as he pushed it down, and in one move, his finger ran over my soaking wet pussy. I groaned with pleasure and bit into his shoulder as I felt his finger exploring me, another one joined it and I felt my wet lips pushed apart as his fingers gently massaged them. I couldn't help but push my hips towards him, wanting his finger to explore deeper and I moaned, "Yessssss, oh yesssss," as his finger plunged deep inside me. It felt so good and after a few gentle movements up and down another finger joined in and my nails dug hard into his back as he slowly fingered fucked me!

I was squirming on his fingers like a bitch in heat! It felt so damn good and my breathing was becoming faster and shallower. "Want more you little white slut?" he said and I could only bite my bottom lip and nod vigorously as Marcus plunged another finger inside me, three of them now splayed apart inside me to spread my pussy so wide and deep.

"Call me names," I begged as I pushed myself on to my tip toes as Marcus was almost lifting me off the floor as he continued to finger fuck my sopping wet pussy.

"You are such a fucking, dirty, cheating, married white whore aren't you?" he growled into my ear. "That limp dicked husband of yours not give you what you need?" he continued.

"Only you can give me what I need," I moaned.

"I'm gonna use you all night long you slut. I'm gonna use you like a cheap $10 crack whore. And then when you think you can't take anymore I'm gonna make you take more. You are gonna feel like you've just walked off a porn set. You're gonna be covered with my cum and I'm gonna make you beg for it. You're MY whore now, I own you," he said as he pulled me onto the bed and pushed me into my back.

My long legs instantly spread wide for him and I looked up at him as he knelt in front of me slowly stroking his rock hard black dick. He shuffled over and laid on top of me and I moaned in ecstacy as he slid deep inside me in one fluid movement, his beautiful dick stretching me like his fingers had moments earlier. His mouth went to mine and he moaned, "My MILF porn star," into my mouth as I felt his weight lift off me for a second before he drive his black dick back inside me with all his strength and power. My arms and legs immediately wrapped around him and I clung to him as he slowly fucked me with long, deliberate, delicious strokes.

I rubbed my stockings and high heels over his skin and he moaned with pleasure. We were both looking in the mirror...his big, strong, muscular black body completely swamping and dominating my slim, slender, toned white body. It looked so amazing...I loved how I looked in stockings and high heels for him...my diamond jewellery sparkling in the light...all dressed up to please my black lover...the contrast in our sizes, ages, skin colour, hair colour, social status (that was one of the things I really got off on...and I wondered if that made me 'racist'... but later Marcus was to tell me that was also a massive turn on for him too and 'race play' would soon become a big part of our sex life!)...we couldn't have been more different...and we couldn't have been more perfect for each other!

"Fuck me, Marcus, fuck my brains out, fuck me all night long," I begged as I looked into his eyes in the mirror. He nodded his head and I watched as he grabbed a fistful of my long blonde hair and his hips moved backwards and forwards filling me with his black dick over and over again. I moaned as he circled his hips as he thrust into me, stretching me in every direction. My nails dug into him and as I pressed them harder against him he moaned, "Yesssss, oh yesssss," and it seemed to make him fuck me with even more urgency!

"Show me your power, show me your strength," I cried out as I felt him push my legs over my shoulders. Oh God! My soaking wet pussy was now completely open, exposed, at his mercy. He propped himself up and placed the head of his dick on my spread pussy lips. I looked down in awe at just how big it looked next to my wet white pussy. Marcus saw me looking and grinned as he slid it up and down my wet slit...he was teasing me...he knew I wanted it inside me so badly...but he was gonna make me wait...I could tell he was enjoying this so much...the power dynamic had changed...at the start of our relationship I was the one in control and now solely through my uncontrollable desire for his black dick he was the one in control!

"Please," I said simply and he immediately slammed himself so hard and so deeply into my grateful white pussy i could have died a happy woman at that moment! He was touching me in places I'd never been touched before. He was soooooo deep that it felt like I was being ripped in half...and I couldn't get enough of it! My desire to get him as deep as possible made me push my hips up to meet his strokes. I could feel and hear his balls slapping against me rhythmically and I knew I was taking every inch he had! I'd not expected to be able to do that so soon but I was so happy that I could. I knew men loved it when a girl could take every inch they had...they loved to go 'balls deep' in a girl...and I suspected that going 'balls deep' in me had probably been a fantasy of Marcus' ever since he first met me! I knew I had to explore in detail what he'd thought when he'd first met me...did he think I was pretty? Did he like that I was older than him? I loved the idea of him wanting me all the time he'd be seeing my daughter...did he think about my daughter when he fucked me? Or did he think about me when he fucked my daughter?...I really hoped he did! I hoped he was now getting what he had dreamed about...and then some!

I was clinging to Marcus for dear life as he fucked me so hard and deep. He was using every ounce of his muscular frame to basically fuck me into the bed...my slim, smooth, fit, toned, white body wrapped around him...my black silk stockings, my long red nails, my high heels, digging into him...all reminding him of the effort I'd made to look perfect for him...reminding him of what he would get every time we met...giving him what my daughter wouldn't give him...giving him what he wanted...what every young black man probably wanted...a pretty, slim, older, sexually confident blonde MILF who wanted to act out her long suppressed interracial porn star fantasies before it was too late...I know it was bad but I wanted him to choose me over my daughter!

I was moaning out loud with every thrust, his young black dick and the thoughts running through my mind were driving me crazy! I lifted my head and bit into Marcus' neck...he groaned with pleasure, grinned and gritted his teeth as he fucked me like I'd never been fucked before! I couldn't believe his stamina but then again I had already made him cum earlier that afternoon!

"Give me your cum, I want every drop of it," I moaned as I looked into his eyes. "Fill me with your cum. Give me what you should be giving my daughter," I said breathlessly.

I think Marcus loved the mention of my daughter as he growled, "Oh fuck yes, you dirty married slut. You love stealing what should be your daughter's don't you? You're such a bad Mom...and I love it," he said as took my arms by the wrists and held them above my head, pinning me down.

The sweat was dripping off his face and I stuck out my tongue to catch a salty drop as his pace quickened...I could sense he was almost there and I was right...he let out a huge roar of ecstacy as he thrust into me, almost lifting me off the bed as I felt the cum shoot from his dick, deep into my hungry, cheating, MILF pussy!