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A Breeding Performance
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)
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A gorgeous blonde housewife teams up with a muscular
hung black man to perform on stage for white male
patrons. She encounters two major problems when they
fly into Detroit to perform at a private show. (FFM,
exh, reluc, intr)
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Dawn sat looking out at the wing of the plane as her
mind drifted back several months to the first night she
worked as a whore. She was well seasoned now with a lot
of experience about black men.
They all came to her for one thing. They wanted white
pussy! Once the word got around that she was married
she became very popular with the men wanting clean
white pussy.
She looked over at Lucy. She was asleep. Dawn
remembered how she blamed her friend for getting her
hooked up being a prostitute. The bills had been paid
plus Dawn setup a personal account with more than on
hundred thousand dollars.
If Richard every found out he'd want to know where the
money came from for sure. She loved her husband dearly
but had to find a way in the future where she could
tell him about the money. Maybe she would tell him an
aunt left her the cash. He'd want to know everything.
It's just the way Richard was.
She crossed her legs feeling the warmth coming from her
pussy. She must have fucked hours last night. She'd
been seeing a guy regularly. His name was Lance. Lance
worked as a body guard for rich and famous people.
He was six-seven and built like a brick shithouse. Dawn
practically treated him like her husband only worse.
They argued all the time but Dawn never complained.
There wasn't day that went by where Lance didn't call
her for an appointment. She soon started seeing him
outside the service until she quite working as a call
girl and became Lance's personal girlfriend.
She'd like to say she wasn't romantically involved with
this man but she was. Lance could be a real dick at
times. She called him an asshole many times for the way
he treated her. Dawn couldn't explain it but there was
something that attracted her to him and it wasn't his
huge dick.
Dawn never saw such a huge cock on a human being before
she saw Lance. She remembered the first night with him
and how he was so gentle with her. That soon changed
once she fell for him, hook line and sinker!
He talked her into quitting her job with the service.
He said he'd pay her twice as much as they could. He
even talked her into bringing Lucy along. He loved
threesomes. It was something Dawn never imagined until
the first night she shared Lance with her good friend.
Dawn glanced at her watch. They'd be landing in Detroit
in another hour. Dawn had a smirk on her face thinking
about her husband, Richard. He'd fly into Detroit last
night. He was their for a software convention.
Dawn remembered the quick fuck before he had to catch
his plane. An hour later she was pinned under Lance at
his place with that big black cock filling her pussy.
She had a smirk on her face as she remembered her cell
phone ringing while Lance's muscular thighs banged into
her upturned ass.
She remembered how she struggled to reach the phone as
Lance swayed his hips stretching her pussy. When she
was finally able to reach it she had to work hard to
flip it open as Lance banged her ass.
It was Richard calling to tell her he loved her. She
recalled how Lance tormented her by biting on her other
ear as she replied to her husband. He had arched his
hips in a way to make his cock slid along her clit. Her
body shook trying not to cum as she spoke with her
husband.
Dawn recalled telling Richard how much she loved him as
Lance's cock spewed its thick white potent seed. She
remembered feeling how hot it felt as she kissed the
phone and closed the flap ending the call.
The cell phone fell down to the carpeted floor below as
she circled her arms around Lance's massive black
shoulders.
"Fuck me you stud."
Lance began hammering hard into her pussy again making
her cum before sending another hot load of potent
African seed deep inside her fertile womb. Dawn fell
asleep soon after with Lance lodged inside her pussy.
They both woke an hour later and continued having wild
sex well into the evening. She recalled the argument
they got into when she dressed and was ready to leave.
"When you going to learn not to answer that fucking
damn phone when we're fucking?"
"Damn it... Lance! That was my husband calling to tell
me he loved me!"
"Yeah... Right... Like you need love..."
"Fuck you, you bastard!"
"Fuck you, yourself... Bitch!"
Lance grabbed her purse out of her arms as she was
walking out the door and reached down inside and took
her birth control pills.
He shook the little packet at her face saying. "We'll
see how much you love him now Bitch!"
"Give them to me!"
Dawn struggled with him for several minutes trying to
wrestle them away but he quickly punched them out in
the toilet as he held her back and away.
"Damn you Lance...You know I don't have time to refill
those before tomorrow."
Lance wiggled his finger at her. "Come here!"
"Fuck you!"
"I said come here... Now!"
"Why? Are you going to buy me another packet?"
Lance got a hold of the thin material of her new dress
and pulled her to him. He pressed his wide black lips
to hers and gave her a wet open mouth kiss. He dropped
the packet into the waste basket as he took her into
his arms sending his tongue deep inside her mouth. She
eagerly accepted it.
Lance broke the kiss to look her in the eyes. "I'll see
you in Detroit around none."
He pressed his lips back onto hers as they passionately
kissed.
Dawn came back out of her thoughts feeling Lucy's arm
bump into her shoulder as she stretched.
"Are we there yet?"
"We have about forty-five minutes yet."
Lucy turned on her side and closed her eyes as Dawn
thought back to last night again.
"Why are you leaving tonight? Why can't you just fly
out with me and Lucy in the morning?"
"You know I got to be there tonight to make
arrangements."
Lance moved his arms down and slid his hands down to
hers. He moved his fingers around felling for her
diamond rings. They were missing.
"Where the fuck is your rings baby?"
"I took them off on my way here."
Lance pulled her close again saying. "You better make
sure you got them on when you get on that plane in the
morning. The guys are going to want to see those on a
pretty white blonde wife tomorrow night."
"I don't give a fuck if they do. They're coming there
to watch me get fucked! I don't see what my wedding
rings have to do with anything!"
Lance felt frustrated as he gripped her waist and
replied. "Stop being such a bitch and just wear the
damn things! You know I got the show booked as a white
wife out on the prowl for a little black dick."
Dawn gave him little kisses around his face. "I'm
scared, baby."
"What's wrong now?"
"My husband is staying at the same hotel this weekend."
"So what...he's there for a convention or something
isn't he?"
"Yes but you never know!"
Lance kissed her passionately again holding her tight
in his arms.
Dawn listened as they announced to fasten seat belts.
They were going to land soon. Lucy woke up and buckled
her seat belt as the plane started to land. Dawn opened
her purse looking inside thinking about her missing
birth control packet. She just wished she had more time
to call the doctor and let him know she lost them.
She had an idea. She'd try to call his office and see
if he can call in a prescription here in Detroit. She
started to smile again as she figured it out. Lucy held
her hand as the plane made a rough landing. They were
soon in a taxi on the way to the hotel.
END
Thank you for reading my story. This is actually based
on my story called Desperate White Wives. I wanted to
continue it under a different name and take it in
another direction. www.karenkayonline.com
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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