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“Hey man,” Xander said, greeting me after opening the front door to the mini-mansion he shared with Natalie. The guard at the front gate asked me a lot of questions before finally looking in the system to find my name on the guest list. The streets seemed a little smaller than regular streets, and curved around various little parks and man-made lakes within the gated community. After I finally found 8732 Storybrook Way and parked my car, I took a moment to steady my breath and slow my heart rate.Natalie was my coworker and over time had started to share personal details about her marriage with Xander. Eventually she stopped saying things like ‘please don’t ever repeat this,’ and ‘I really shouldn’t be telling you this,’ because of how obvious it became that she needed someone to talk to, and that I felt the same way. She admitted that she had thought I was gay when when she met me, which didn’t bother me as much as she feared. It wasn’t the first time. Although I’m muscular from years of martial arts practice and yoga, I have features like high cheekbones, full lips, long, thick hair which I keep pulled back, feminine hips and a round ass. All of my serious relationships have been with women, however in my youth I had sexual experiences with men, and as an adult have continued to fantasize about being submissive to a man. I had hoped Natalie would have answered when I rang the doorbell, and my heart started immediately pounding when Xander’s wide chest appeared in front of my face after he opened the door. His hand was gigantic and his grip was strong, and I wondered if he was testing me when he looked me in the eye. My knees went a little soft and I immediately smiled for him.I worked as a bartender at a place called The Nifty Horse, beşevler escort where Natalie was the manager. Prior to working at the bar Natalie had been an olympic athlete and professional basketball player but destroyed her knee and ankle in a skiing accident and now needed a brace on her left leg. It was during her time with the basketball team that she met Xander, a coach on the team, who was a former pro player himself.Both of their kids had moved away to college, and from the many family photos throughout the house it was obvious how much love Natalie and Xander had for each other. Xander had invested his money well, which provided for beautiful vacations all over the world, along with lovely luxuries within their home.It was only a few months ago that Natalie revealed that Xander was no longer interested in sex. I could tell their sex life was a problem long before Natalie said anything, so I wasn’t surprised. Natalie blamed her schedule, working many nights and weekends, and also that Xander had ‘unique needs.’ She also told me that they used to have a sex friend, but that he eventually met a woman and got married and broke things off with them. They have been looking for a replacement, but she said Xander is very picky. After hearing about Xander’s ‘unique needs,’ and about the male sex partner, and that she first thoguht I was gay, I understood what she was on her mind when she nervously invited me over to their house Sunday afternoon; Natalie wanted me to audition for Xander.He gave me a quick tour of the front of the house; living room, kitchen, entertainment room, but we stopped there when Xander received a call and excused himself. I thought I had been looking over cebeci escort their family photos alone, but I felt someone looking at me and turned around and found Xander. It was either a very good phone call or he liked what he saw because he looked pleased about something. He was not shy about continuing to look me over, and I followed an instinct to turn around and pretend to look at more photos, presenting my backside to him. I slowly began to saunter along the perimeter of the room, accentuating my hip flexibility with each slow, graceful step. My cock grew hard in my thin linen pants, enjoying Xander’s eyes on me as I looked at the photos.“Did you offer my friend a drink?” Natalie said as she entered the room, putting an end to the heightened sexual tension Xander had created with me. Honestly, I was grateful she had because I wasn’t sure where things were going.“Ice tea?” I asked, and without answering Xander left for the kitchen.“How’s it going?” Natalie asked, giving me a quick hello hug, and I told her how much I loved her house and how beautiful her family was. I realized we had never actually talked about what this visit was about, if anything beyond just a way to spend a Sunday afternoon. It seemed obvious because the invitation came after discussing her concern about her sex life with Xander, and I waited for Natalie to say something. Xander arrived with an ice tea for me and Natalie and a beer for himself.About an hour later, the three of us were seated at their patio table in their beautiful backyard. Xander was on his third beer, while I had just finished my second ice tea and really didn’t want a third one. During a lull in the otherwise lively conversation I kolej escort had just decided to announce that I would leave, when Natalie whispered to Xander.“What do you think?” she asked.My heart started racing and I looked down and pretended that I couldn’t hear what they were saying to give them some privacy. I also wondered what exactly I was willing to do. I couldn’t deny that I was sexually attracted to Xander. I fantasized about men much larger and stronger than I, and Xander certainly fit that description. I also responded very strongly to his intensity. His heightened masculinity seemed to inspire my submissive side.Xander stood from his chair and walked over to me. I looked up and found his waist directly in front of my face. Just as I admitted to myself that I wanted to suck his dick, Xander pulled his cock out and guided me down on him. Not that it took much guiding; I licked my lips and my mouth fell open immediately, but I did enjoy his hand gripping my hair. He pulled me off his shaft and directed me to his balls, and I became hard when I heard his audible approval before he began face fucking me harder.“Stand up,” he instructed after removing his cock from my mouth.“Why do you want my black cock?” he asked, causing me to become flustered by the race oriented question. Natalie and I had never found a reason to discuss me being white and her being black, and I wasn’t sure what to say. In my previous marriage I had become attracted to cuckold porn, which often involved a black guy and white wife. I had once read an article online about the racist history of fetishizing black men and suddenly worried I was about to be shamed for my desires.“Yes,” I answered honestly before I had finished thinking it through. Xander shoved his hands down the back of my pants and squeezed my ass.“What do you like about my black cock?” he whispered in my ear, pressing a finger against my asshole.“It’s big and thick and I like the way it feels in my mouth,” I answered honestly.“You have nice lips. Soft and full lips. You suck dick like a natural,” he said.“I know,” I said.

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