1.- Vulgar housewife meets the Black. I was a totally ordinary housewife, 35 years old, married with an engineer and two

1.- Vulgar housewife meets the Black. I was a totally ordinary housewife, 35 years old, married with an engineer and two children, a 17-year-old girl and a 16-year-old boy. My life had been placidly routine, the way I liked it, without any surprises or concerns. Educated in a conservative religious school, I studied in a conservative private university and practiced law in a conservative law firm until I got married and my husband's estate, as well as his estimable income as the owner of a construction company inclined me to I dedicate myself exclusively to taking care of my husband and children. I am neither ugly nor a beauty, I am ordinary, a little plump although not fat, large breasts with extensive areolas and fat nipples, a little hanging yes, but looking at the sky. My waist is narrow although with its little curve of happiness through the belly and it widens into some rotundas hips that support my extensive ass extended by solid thighs and strong legs. The most unique thing I have is my vagina: Huge, with closed lips very bulky older ones, so tight that the smaller ones and the clitoris. My clitoris is also large and is the cause of some of the few disappointments of my life.... until now. It is a demanding clitoris and not well cared for by my husband, which that dragged me into frequent masturbations that I was ashamed to confess before take communion at Sunday mass. On the day my life changed, my clit had been two months without contact with my husband's cock, since he was directing some large works in China that would last four years. I was hoping looking forward to his vacation visit five months later. The day my life changed I was answering with my finger and a vibrator to my little girl dressed in nothing but a robe since it was summer and It was hot. When she was about to achieve orgasm, the doorbell rang. door and then I remembered that I had called the plumbing because a downspout The chalet's storm drain had broken off and when there was a storm it overflowed. the water through the facade. I went to open it, dazed and frustrated by the sudden interruption. of my pleasure and I found the plumber. He was a very black, very tall black man, very strong and handsome. Faced with that vision and the daze caused by my recent proximity to orgasm I must have looked stupid and I didn't find out who was talking to me until I noticed his impatient face and I returned to this world. Stupidly I explained to him, I think, the problem, he examined the downpipe and got to work going to get his tool from the car. Bit Then, while I was at home engaged in the interrupted work, he returned to knock on the door when I was once again on the verge of my longed-for orgasm. He asked for a ladder and I showed him the garden shed where he could find it. When he took her out and took her to the work site I could appreciate her perfect ass, whose image I thought would contribute to the achievement of my coveted orgasm. I was in the kitchen with my finger on my nub again and the juices running down my rotund thighs when I saw him through the window standing on the ladder and showing something that unnerved me. The man was in pants short and he must not have been wearing underwear or they had moved, but the fact The thing is that from my angle I could see a tremendous piece of cloth hanging inside the baggy leg. The vision increased my fever and the consequent pressure in my finger on the clitoris, as well as the flow of my puddled grotto. in the longing To see more of that big penis I leaned over the spout of the sink faucet. leaning on it with such bad luck that it broke, started and moved the lever and I found myself bathed by a stream of cold water, turning away for the third time from the imminent orgasm. You can imagine my frustration. In less than half an hour three sometimes interrupted on the verge of life's greatest pleasure. I went out to the garden to tell the black that I had work occurred when I had finished with the downspout. From under the stairs The vision of his enormous black pudding was perfect and the elegant sway he gave it His descent down the steps made the broths of my great flow flow again. pussy We went to the kitchen where the man crouched under the sink to close the stopcock, leaving me, stunned as I was, standing next to him. Suddenly I felt his hand on my thigh moving towards my pussy. I had not realized that from the ground I had offered him the spectacle of my very wet and shiny Muslims. Stunned and hot as me I found that I had, first, no reflexes, and second, the strength to move away. I could only let out a soft moan when one of his fingers settled inside my flooded cave. It didn't take me a second to accept that he could not overcome the temptation and that for the first time in his life he was going to be unfaithful to my husband and was going to be fucked by a man other than him. Also black, I thought, as he got up and I, Absurdly, I saw myself confessing that to the priest. By the time he was all standing His big hand squeezed my overbulging and hot mons of Venus while I He bit my neck and ears and his finger inside my cave got hooked taking over my G-spot. The desire for sex accumulated after two months and accentuated by the vicissitudes of my little nugget in the last half hour finally unleashed a deep and prolonged orgasm that I manifested with moans and death rattles, clinging to the gallant black body. - You are a good bitch. He said surprised by the quick effect of its manipulation. No doubt he thought I was a random loser eager to cock and I was preparing to claim my honorable social position of circumspect and faithful housewife and loving mother when I realized that at that moment She was, indeed, a cocksucker and she was willing to do anything for get one inside me. So I limited myself to kneeling before him to do honors to the large blood sausage that he had glimpsed and that in a few seconds he licked as best he could until by forcing my mouth I managed to get part of it inside. The section of bar that It reached from my throat to my lips and was extended into two others that They covered my hands one after the other and there was still a little left up to the scrotum. I couldn't fit the two huge balls in my mouth either. They completed that adored object. It didn't take him much to get rid of the light robe that he was wearing and getting rid of his shirt while I was enthralled with his big black tool. He made me lift up and imprisoned my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers led me to the living room. As I passed through the hallway I saw myself in a full length mirror, me, so white contrasting with its intense black and humiliatingly led by my nipples to the sacrifice of my pussy. Seeing myself led like this, in such a degrading way, made me a surprising sensation of pleasure never experienced before. I always had been very haughty and any situation that insulted me made me angry and provoked a battle. It wasn't like that that day. Feel my tits stretched, see it in the mirror and listen As the black man treated me like a fucking exit and said how he was going to break my pussy, he ass and sending his milk into my stomach caused a new spurt from my vagina so violent that he wet his leg. This fact confirmed that I had a vocation to harlot. I was not willing to get him out of his mistake until he had done what he said. What I promised to do with my holes. I soon found myself with my hands resting on the arm of the sofa while he, from behind, used his tool to massacre without mercy my womb. I'm sure I couldn't fit it all in and that if If I tried, it would cause my viscera to rupture. Three deep orgasms like I had never had before provided that stallion, who handled me as he pleased in various positions, the best hanging from his neck with my legs clinging to his waist and my fat clitoris well pressed against her stony pubis. The sound of the clashing of his pubes with my buttocks sounded popping. I was afraid the whole neighborhood would hear it. Finally he made me kneel and demanded that I open my mouth to receive your milk. I had never tasted my husband's, but I obeyed meekly as if I were in a dream. That new humiliation returned to give me a vague sensation of pleasure. Not only did I receive his abundant jets of sperm on my mouth, but I also savored and drank them joyfully. I was left collapsed on the sofa while, as if from a distance, I heard the black man say that tomorrow he would return with more time to break my ass and What time was best for me? I surprised myself by responding with the schedule of my children's school. When he was saying goodbye I heard him proudly tell me that my appetizing ass required exquisite and relaxed treatment, while my head It registered that my anus was virgin. TO BE CONTINUED. Comments to jorpujolaa@hotmail.com