The big black renter

Amber kissed her husband Stan goodbye and stood at the door as he left
to go to work like she did every morning. She waved cheerfully to him
as he pulled out of the drive of thier spacious home, the sleeve of her
robe slipping down her arm as he waved back. Closing the door she went
to the window and peeked through the curtains for a few minutes to be
sure he was gone. Stan was a hard working mechanic that did everything he could to make
sure his beautiful young wife had no wants for anything. The house had
been bought from the inheritance he had recieved after his father’s
death. He had wanted to invest but Amber wanted a large home so he sunk
the entire thing into the purchase of thier home. However property
taxes and other expenses had forced them to make alterations in thier
life style. Amber had said that it took her full time to maintain their
new home so she was unable to work. Thus Stan had taken on a second job
at a parts house to make ends meet. But even this didn’t do the trick
and they had struck on the idea of taking on a renter. So far it had
worked out well with Stan. The extra money was enough to keep the wolf
from the door and he had the added security of knowing that there was
someone home to provide added protection for Amber. Amber let the curtain fall and turned to run up the stairs, letting her
robe fall to the floor as she climbed. She was a petite thing who
looked younger than her 26 years with long blonde hair that reached her
shoulders. Her hair bobbed as she took the stairs. Her 36D tits bounced
as she made her way up as she did every morning. It was play time. Amber rushed into her bedroom to find Anton already in her and her
husband’s bed. He was a young, black college student who had moved in
after recieving a football scholorship to the local university six
months before. He was huge. Coal black and six foot six and toned from
the vigerous work-outs the football program demanded of him. He was
lying in the bed with his arms behind his head and his huge ten inch
boner sticking up in the air for Amber to see. ” I thought that dumb fuck would never leave!” he said grinning. “Well he’s gone now, lover,” Amber giggled as she sprinted across the
room and pounced on the bed. She slid her body over his giving his hard dick a rough lick on the way
up. Reaching his mouth she opened hers and sucked his tounge inside
moaning and frantically grasping his head for the proper angle. Over
the past 3 months she had come to know what Anton liked and did her
best to please him. “MMMMMMMM…..baby…..you be hot this mornin ain’t you?” he said as he
grabbed her firm white ass and ground her pelvis onto his rock hard
dick. “OH God yes,” she crooned,” After having to sleep with that shrimp all
night I can’t wait to get in bed with a real man!” She licked his lips
and sucked one into her ready mouth. “But I have something different in mind today,” she added,” I want to
fuck you in his favorite chair. The one he watches all his stupid
fucking fishing shows in.” Amber grasped Antons huge member in her tiny hand….she still marveled
how her fingers couldn’t meet. She gave him a tug and rubbed the dark
black head against her pale wet pussy. “You sure the dumb fuck is gone?” “Yeah…..It’s you and me baby…all morning.” she put on a pouting
expression as she slide her finger into his mouth. “Will you please
fuck me in my husband’s favorite chair?” Anton grinned,” You got it , baby. And anywhere else you want it.” Amber squealed as she jumped and led Anton by his dick downstairs. They
reached the living room and she turned to embrace the huge black man.
He picked her up and pulled her her face to his with one hand as he held
her under her ass with the other. She wrapped her legs around his waist
and her arms around his neck..Running her fingers over his short kinky
hair. “Fuck me right now, lover. Fuck me like only you can…..” she moaned. Anton sat back in Stan’s overstuffed recliner and pulled his wife on top
of him. The chair was wide enough that Amber was able to slide her legs
beside his in the chair easily. She kissed the large black man
feverently as she reached back with one hand and guided his huge cock to
her tiny pink pussy. Anton felt the familiar nibble of her tight pussy
lips on the head of his cock. Knowing she was always ready at this
point, he grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard on top of
him…..iimpailing her completely. Her petite white buns sank down and
rested on his balls with a slurp. “Oh my God!”, she moaned in his ear as her pussy was filled by his sweet
black meat once again. She couldn’t get enough of this man! Ever since
he had moved in she knew she had to have him. He was a perfect specimen
of manhood compared to the pathetic loser she had married. She would
have left long ago if it weren’t for the fact that he had the house and
the gullibilty to do whatever she said. He worked like a dog all day
while she was able to pursue her fantazies. It was the perfect set up!
She used to fulfill her needs with the occasional delivery boy or
service man that came by. But now that Anton was here all that had
changed. It took her a week to work up the courage but one morning she
had accidentally caught Anton coming out of his room to head to the
shower. She knew that he had been getting her signals for a long time
now but she had been waiting for the right moment. With nothing but a
thin robe on, Anton had been a perfect target. Throwing caution to the
wind, she had reached under the robe, pleased at what she found there
and had simply told him that if he wanted to stay there he had to fuck
her…..right then and there. He had said nothing but undid his robe,
picked her up and taken her to her and her husband’s bedroom. That had
been the start. Now he fucked her every day until his noon classes.
She loved to ride his hard black dick and think of her husband slaving
away so that she could continue enjoying this ebony god. Anton seemed
amused at the thought as well. Amber began riding up and down his long black shaft….her blonde hair
tossing about her shoulders as she leaned her head to the side….her
hands clasped behind her lover’s neck. Her hot exquisitly streached
pussy grasping at his log as he thrust up from her husband’s chair.
Being as petite as she was she nearly had to reach up to grab his head
and pull it down to hers so that he could force his tounge past her
lips. She moaned sensually as she bobbed up and down….already out of
breath from being filled by him. She leaned back holding onto his
neck…..laughing with him at the irony of doing so decadent a thing in
her husband’s favorite chair. The first time was always quick. Within minutes she could feel her
passion rise as her orgasam came over her. Her face took on a serious
expression as she grasped his face in his her hands so that she could
see his eyes when she came. That was her favorite part. If she could
come without closing her eyes it made the whole experience more special. She grabbed his head and Anton knew it was time. He watched her as she
pumped up and down on him…faster and faster. A slight smile crossed
her lips as she felt the wave of her orgasm overtake her. “Oh baby…..this is it……my god…this is it…..” she moaned. She strained to keep eye contact as she came hard. Her vision clouded
as her come spilled out over his balls drenching them. She continued
to bounce playfully on his cock as wave after wave of orgasm overtook
her. Grinning, she laughed as the thought of her husband at work crossed
her mind again. That stupid wimp. If only he knew what she was doing
right now while he toiled away at his grease-monkey job! The sight was too much for Anton. He groaned as he pulled at her
hips…..jamming her small white frame onto his unforgiving black spear.
He shuddered as he shot his load up into Amber’s quivering pussy. She
could feel the hot come spewing up inside her as his huge cock pulsed
convulsivly. As usual his load wat formidable. She could feel it
gushing out of her pussy and drenching them both. She knew the chair
would be soaked but she had already taken that into consideration. She
had bought the proper cleaning supplies the day before. Slowly the eased their motion and Amber laid her head on her black god’s
massive chest. Her white tits a striking contrast to the dark skin
beneath them. She panted as thier sweat combined to cover each other
and her husband’s chair. “Oh baby,” she said,” That was incredible. You are twice as big as
Stan! He will never reach where you go!” “Fuck Stan.” Anton said,” If he were half a man he would do this for you
himself.” “Yes, dear. Compared to you he is nothing but a boy. The only way I
can even come with him is if I think of you.” If only they had glanced at the window. They would have seen Stan’s tear
stained face as he had watched them conduct thier lewd act in his
favorite chair.