1. The Young Master and his Ebony Slave (Part One)


    Date: 5/27/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Black, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Cheating, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, Interracial, Older, Mind Control, Wife / MILF, Written by women, Author: LoyalSlave91, Source: sexstories.com

    24? I thought you were younger than me at least.” He chuckled again and ran his other hand through his hair. ‘I love it when he laughs.’ “So umm, exactly how old are you?” Denise was usually into older guys. Her husband was 5 years older than her, and she found him to be very handsome and a gentleman. She loved him to death. “I’m 19.” His smile again burned into her. She wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to contain herself. Yeah she met a dozen guys before, and they had amazing smiles, but his smile was… “Wait! What? You’re only 19? I-I pegged you to be older than that! I mean look at your body! And the car you’re driving! I thought you would’ve been in your late 20s early 30s.” “Hehe, you like my body?” His eyes swam with laughter and something else that she couldn’t quite grasp. His smile widened more, showing her all of his perfect teeth. His hand clutched onto his hair and he moved a little closer to her. “You know, I’m liking your body too. Got everything in the right places. But you know,” the hand that was in his hair lowered and he brought it to her chin lifting it slightly so her dark brown eyes could swim into his silver ones, “I’m really loving your eyes. They’re such a delectable dark brown; like dark chocolate.” He leaned in closer, her heart was racing, pounding loudly in her chest. She lost her breath for a moment; his lips were so close. She wanted to taste them more than anything. Her lips parted a little as if giving him an invitation to take her ...
    right then and there. The hands that were clutching her purse loosened. Her gaze lowered to his lips; those rose tinted full lips. A soft moan left her own as his face continued to move closer to hers. Less than a centimeter separated them from full on contact. He stopped and chuckled once again. “I’m not going to tease you like this. You’re married after all.” He let his hand drop and he stepped away from her. Taking his keys out of his jeans pocket, he locked his car. “Well, it was nice almost running into you. Who knows, maybe we might cross paths again; and this time, it won’t be where I almost kill you.” He pivoted on his heel and walked away. His pants hugging loosely around a firm shapely behind. Denise cleared her throat and shakily remove her keys from her purse. “I can’t believe that just happened.” She unlocked her Camaro and walked the last few feet to the driver’s side door. Opening it, she tossed her purse inside and sat down in the seat. She slammed the door shut and sat there staring at the parked cars in the parking lot. “Why me?” Her head fell forward and smacked into the steering wheel. She groaned and just let it sit there. “I can’t believe that just happened! I almost lost myself for a moment.” Her legs began to shake a little, and she raised a hand to her chin where his fingers had touched. She smiled to herself. “I’m just going to pretend that it was all a dream. I can’t get too worked up over a dream.” With that said, she sat up and stuck her key into the ...
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