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had been intimate, and the boudoir photos were my attempt to reignite our somewhat stale sex life. I'd always had a high sex drive and for most of our marriage Tim's had mirrored mine, but lately we'd been out of sync.

After a few dozen pictures of me in my little black dress, Dontrell sent me back to the changing room for a more revealing outfit. I re-emerged in a sexy white corset with matching panties, a garder belt, and thigh-high stockings. The corset cinched my waist and mostly covered my breasts while thrusting them up and out, giving me a very full-figured Victorian era shape.

Dontrell again worked his magic. He put me in positions that accentuated my strengths and hid my flaws. He made me look sexy and everytime he touched me my pussy got wetter and wetter. By the time we finished the corset pictures, I was playfully flirting with him. I was as turned on as I'd ever been and when he asked me if I wanted to do a set of nude pictures I eagerly agreed.

Rather than send me back to the changing room Darnell wanted me to remove my outfit in stages so he could take pictures as I undressed. He positioned me beside the bed as I took off my garder belt and stockings, and he snapped several revealing pictures as I did. Then my panties came off and he took pictures where my freshly waxed pussy was subtly on display. Knowing that I was open and vulnerable in front of such an attractive man made me even more excited and I was thrilled when Darnell began to flirt back with me. He praised my looks and coaxed me to spread my legs a little as I lay back on the bed, just to tease the camera. He had me move my hands up my thighs and then cup my big, natural breasts as he snapped photo after photo. I could feel my juices flowing and when he asked if I was ready to loose the corset I sheepishly nodded. I liked the way he was in control but he included me in each decision and once I was naked he took dozens of tasteful pictures as I "seduced the camera."

"We still have another hour," Dontrell said with a wry grin on his handsome face. "Do you want to try a few shots with some props?"

"Sure," I said, unsure what kind of props he meant.

"Great, I'll grab them. They're all new and in the box," he said with a laugh as he left me alone on the bed to retrieve the props. My eyes were wide and my pulse quickened when he showed me several realistic dildos in their original packaging. He held up two and asked me to choose between a life like 9" white dildo and a slightly larger black one. I knew which one Tim would pick, but I chose the other and Dontrell smiled.

"Good choice," he said with a knowing laugh. "Any particular reason you chose that one?"

"I'm sure you can guess," I replied as my eyes moved from his face to the crotch of his jeans. I'd never before thought about having sex with a black man but at that moment I couldn't think of anything else and Dontrell knew it.

Dontrell opened the packaging and used a baby wipe to clean the big black dildo. Then he handed it to me and moved back to the camera. "Just do what comes naturally," he told me and I instinctively brought the tip of the dildo to my lips. I closed my eyes and ran my tongue along the ridge of the bulbous head. In my minds eye the dildo was Dontrell's cock and I licked its length and then took it into my hungry mouth.

I'm not sure how long I sucked and licked the dildo with my eyes closed but when I looked up our eyes met and I immediately blushed. My cheeks were warm and flushed and he held my gaze as I slid the dildo over my pale, heavy breasts. I touched it to my nipple and a soft moan slipped from my lips. I was caught in the moment and as I looked at him I slid the dildo between my thighs and moved it up and down my engorged labia. I could hear how wet I was and I sighed as I teased my needy cunt under his watchful eyes.

My right hand cupped my breast and my left worked the big, latex cock into my frothy hole. A deep, guttural moan spilled from my open mouth and I eased it inside of me. I pushed it deeper until it touched my cervix. My mouth was agape and my eyes were affixed with his. I silently pleaded for him to leave the camera and join me on the bed, but he stayed put and snapped pictures of me in my depraved state. I eased the dildo out, until just the tip was left inside me. Then I sank it to the root. In my mind it was his cock buried inside of me and I began to thrust it, deep and steady into my quivering core. I could feel my excitement building and my legs began to quiver.

My right hand moved from my breasts to my pulsating clit and I rubbed it steadily as I fucked myself with the big, black dildo. My back arched and I gasped as the first waves of pleasure consumed me. Harder and faster. My toes curled and I cried out as I came hard, my body bucked and my abs tensed over and over until my climax ebbed and I slowly returned to earth. I was simultaneously excited and mortified in the aftermath of my powerful climax but I was still ravenous and beckoned Darnell closer.

He left the camera and stepped towards the bed. My eyes were affixed with his but my desires were elsewhere and when he stopped before me I quickly reached for his belt.

"Are you sure?" He asked in a deep, sexy tone and I nodded.

"I'm positive," I sighed as I dropped his pants and pulled out his cock. He wasn't as big as the meaty 10" dildo but he was bigger than any man I'd been with and at least 2" longer than my husband's decidedly average dick.

I wrapped my lips around the head of Darrell's cock and sucked hard. He was much thicker than Tim. I could taste his precum and I moaned soft and low as I caressed his balls. My head bobbed slowly, taking him deeper with each stroke, until my nose touched the coarse hairs of his pubis. I'd long enjoyed giving head but in recent years it wasn't something I did as often as I once had and at that moment my love for it was reignited. I grabbed the base of his big black cock with my right hand and squeezed as I sucked precum from it like a milkshake through a straw. My left hand cradled his hairy balls and my pussy flowed like a river.

I sucked and slurped on his cock until my jaw ached. Then I looked up at him with fire in my eyes and begged him to fuck me.

Dontrell smiled and then he quickly undressed. He stood over me and I soaked in his beauty. I'd never seen a more magnificent body in my life. His dark flesh glistened under the harsh lights and his big dick jutted proudly from his chiseled abs. My tongue circled my lips and a shiver ran down my spine. I'd had one previous indescrecion during my 20 year marriage. It had been a one time fling during a girls trip and I'd been racked with guilt afterwards but I had no fear that I'd feel the same way after Dontrell. He was a once in a lifetime opportunity. I was a middle age woman with a mom bod and he was a black Adonis twelve years my junior. He was so far out of my league and I rolled onto my back, with my legs akimbo. I silently pleaded for his cock and I smiled when he joined me on the bed.

"Go slow," I said softly. "I'm pretty small down there and your much bigger than I'm used to." My voice shook with tremolo and my words hung in the air as he settled between my spread thighs. The fresh scent of his cologne mixed with his natural musk wafted over me and I breathed deep, drawing it into my lungs. He smelled and tasted as good as he looked. Everything about him was sexy. I looked at his flawless ebony body and shuddered. The contrast between his flesh and mine was striking and delicious. I raked my painted fingernails at his slender hips, coaxing him closer.

"Don't worry. I'll be gentle," he whispered. His sultry tone made me swoon and I grinned like a smitten school girl. He nodded and then lowered his lips to mine. His warm breath danced lightly against my face and I kissed him softly. His tongue slithered across my lips between kisses and I opened my mouth wide, to welcome him into my mouth.  We kissed deeply and his cock pressed against my labia. His hips eased forward and he slipped into my drooling hole without issue. His girth was significant and I winced as he stretched my cunt taut. I inhaled sharply and he eased deeper and deeper until his pelvis pressed against mine. I couldn't believe how easily I'd swallowed him whole. I'd been prepared for pain when he touched bottom, but all I felt was pleasure. I was stuffed. I was filled with his manhood but he was a perfect fit and his body began to move in a fluid motion.

My hips moved instinctively with his and my breathing deepened. I looked into his warm dark eyes and gyrated beneath him.

"How's that?" He asked and I nodded.

"It's perfect," I sighed. I could feel my climax building and my legs trembled. "You can go faster if you want."

Darnell grinned and then kissed me hard.  His pace quickened and I moaned wantonly into his mouth. I bucked against him, meeting his firm, deep thrusts and my body began to quake.  I locked my legs around his sexy round ass and clutched at his broad shoulders as I climaxed on his big black dick. He continued to fuck me hard until my orgasm subsided then he pulled out and I whimpered like a sad puppy.

He rolled off me and lay back beside me. "Climb aboard baby girl," he said with a knowing smile and I nodded.

"Yes daddy," I giggled. That wasn't something I'd ever called a man in bed but for some reason it just felt right. I swung my leg over him and he guided his cock back inside me. It felt so good and I sat down, taking him to the root. I looked at his face and undulated my hips, savoring the sensation of something so deep inside me. It felt different. With my husband in that position I'd feel is dick against my cervix but Darnell was past that. It was as if he had moved beyond my cervix into a place I had known even existed and it felt amazing. I reached for my clit and rubbed it furiously as I ground my ass against his balls until I came again.  Then I leaned forward and kissed him hard. I mashed my lips against his and bounced my ass, letting his cock slide in and out as I worked myself into a lather. I could hear my wetness and I went wild, bouncing hard and fast until another climax rocked me to the core. When I finished cumming my legs burned.

"You need to drive for a while," I said with a laugh. I wiped the sweat from my brow and knelt on all fours so he could take me from behind.

Darnell moved behind me an grabbed my hips. He slid effortlessly into my soaking wet pussy. His thrusts were steady, deep and firm. His pelvis slapped against my plump round ass. The sound of slapping flesh mixed with the lewd sound of his cock plunging into the sloppy wet depths of my womanhood filled the room and intensified my arousal. I rocked back against him and lowered my face to the bedspread.

I could hear his breathing begin to labor and my anticipation grew. I wanted his seed. I looked back at him and smiled.

"Cum for me daddy," I panted wantonly.

"I'm close," he warned and I nodded.

"Don't pull out. Cum inside me," I hissed. Tim had gotten a vasectomy more than a decade prior and I wasn't on the pill but in the heat of the moment, that's what I wanted.

He pushed deep and held my hips firmly. Then he grunted and groaned. I felt his cock grow inside me. It throbbed and pulsated as his hot cream exploded into my womb, filling it beyond capacity. He sounded like a wild animal devouring it prey as he came and when he finished, we both collapsed forward with his cock deep inside me.

We lay still, joined below the waist for several long moments. His cock was like a wine cork, keeping his seed inside me, until it went slack and slipped from my grasp. I tensed the muscles inside my vaginas, holding his seed inside of me as best I could and then he climbed from the bed to grab his camera so he could capture the moment.

"Push it out baby girl," he said in a deep, sexy voice and I released my muscles and pushed outward. I heard the shutter as he snapped several pictures up close of my soiled cunt. I felt his seed draining from my depths and a shiver ran down my spine.

"That felt like a lot," I said with a soft laugh.

"It was a big load. You're a mess," he replied with a hearty laugh. "Do you want me to get you a towel?"

"No need, but can you hand me my panties," I giggled. The boudoir photos would be a great anniversary present, but coming home with a soiled pussy was a perfect lead in. Tim and I had long fantasized about cuckolding. In everyday life my husband was a take charge man but he often fantasized about being dominated and sharing me with a dominant man. I'd been reluctant to indulge his fantasy at first but I'd learned to embrace the fantasy. I knew he wanted to watch me with a dominant, well hung black man, but that had never really excited me. I had a type and while dominant was definitely part of that equation I had never been into black men, until I met Darnell.

"Here you go baby girl." He handed me my pure white, lace panties and then walked over to the video camera.  Then he unfastened it from the tripod and brought it over to the bed. I could see the telltale red light and I shook my head in mock disappointment.

"When did you start recording?" I asked with a laugh.

"While you were sucking the dildo."

"So you got it all?"

"Every second. Do you want to watch the unedited version or do you want to wait for the finished product?"

"If I watch it now you'll have to fuck me again," I teased, "and that will leave me too sore for Tim to reclaim me."

I had known Darnell was going to record if anything happened between us but I honestly didn't think that it would. I was, without a doubt attracted to him both physically and mentally, but I'd never been with a black man, I'd never been with a well hung man, and I was reluctant to delve into the cuckolding lifestyle beyond the fantasy rhelm. That said, once we started flirting I quickly became aroused and when he brought out the dildo I was hoping he would make a move.

Darnell nodded and I slid my panties into place. He grinned and nodded. I watched his gorgeous ass and long cock as I begrudgingly climbed off of the bed and gather my things. I knew that I'd be back for more and next time I was hoping that Tim would come with me to watch and maybe, if he was lucky, I'd let him join in.

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