Love in Paris

Discussion in 'Interracial Cuckold & Sex Stories' started by CuckoldCurious, Jul 7, 2014.

  1. CuckoldCurious

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    Marian agreed to meet Jean for dinner, but was sure this tall, dark man she had just met in Paris was interested in much more. She thought of her husband back home in Canada and what he would think if he knew what she was doing. He must never find out she thought.

    As she expected she found herself back at Jean's apartment and soon she had given in to his ample charms. She loved his black skin and his French accent. He kissed and caressed her in a way her husband or her previous lovers never had.

    She was a bit reluctant at first but she was several thousand Euro’s invested in this romantic interlude so she thought that she might as well get something out of it. Even a cheap thrill was better than nothing.

    Once Jean had her on the bed he began to probe her pussy with his long fingers, it felt so good she thought it was probably going to burst into flames. After it was almost incinerated he moved up to those tits he’d enjoyed seeing jiggle around and started to suck her nipples. With his left hand still between her legs he continued to gentle probe her soft warm folds.

    It didn’t take long for Marian to cum and when she did her body bounced up and down on the bed. Jean knelt at the end of the bed and began to move his tongue from the bottom to the top of her damp crack with big swipes. Her body was perspiring and twitching all over as he continued lapping at her pussy like a devoted pooch until once again she went into a massive orgasm that sent shock-waves through her whole body.

    As she lay there trying to catch her breath he kissed her and commanded her to suck his cock. His ebony manhood was much larger than any she'd seen before.

    “And suck it well,” he said, “Because I’m going to come in your mouth.”

    Marian wasn’t sure if she wanted to keep this charade going but after the things he’d done to her body she was feeling submissive and so she began to suck him as if she were his slave.

    She gently started to fondle his balls with her fingers and then she wrapped her other hand around his cock and plunged it into her mouth. He held onto the top of her head as she moved it in and out of her mouth time and time again, and when she felt it was becoming hard and erect she became excited and sucked it fast and furious.

    Rather than feeling repelled by someone cumming into her mouth for the first time she felt good about it – she was proud in fact, proud the fact that she had taken another man – in Paris at that. Certainly Jean looked pleased and he began to fondle her breasts and probe her mouth with his tongue and low and behold within a few minutes his cock was again standing up like that of the duty stallion.

    Still kissing her he moved between her legs and slide his cock into her. It was painful but it was that pleasurable kind of pain and it steadily improved as he slid it in and out.

    Jean-Claude looked down and smiled as her tits bounced from side to side and she kept whispering something that sounded like “I love you.” When his goo oozed deep into her welcoming flower she just heaved a big sigh. She’d gone all the way and she’d done it in Paris, with a black man!

    The way she’d been treated by Jean had removed all her inhibitions. She would never have allowed her husband to do the things Jean had done, not that her husband would have thought to do them. How could she ever be satisfied again with the routine sort of sex she experienced at home. She didn't have an answer. But for now, she had an erotic black stallion with a big cock and a French accent. She took him in her mouth again to bring him back to life so her Parisienne love adventure could continue.