MICHELLE'S STORY - INTIMATE INTERRACIAL RELATIONSHIPS

 

By K.C. Douglas

 

Sarge had never felt such compassion or devotion towards another person, especially a woman. In his world, men were considered superior and women were almost treated like second-class citizens. Suddenly he was smitten, so to speak, by an American goddess. His views and practices were abruptly modified and Sarge considered Susan not only a ravishing woman, but also his equal.

 

Sarge rolled his head to the side and glanced at his sleeping beauty. Her face was etched with a perpetual smile, which radiated to everyone around her. Sarge's family readily accepted Susan even though she was his mistress and strange enough his wife didn't mind.

 

The arrangements meant Zelda received all the luxuries of living with a politically powerful man and she didn't have to satisfy any of his radical demands. She found it very satisfied raising four children and ensuring they enjoyed the rich city life over that of the rural African village she came from.

 

Sarge looked at Susan and he felt more content than ever. "Doctor say everything looked good. It must have happened right away... the first time we make love," he whispered. "Is there a chance...?"

 

Susan cut him off before he could finish the question. "It is yours... without a doubt. My husband hasn't touched me in weeks. We haven't had sex in weeks," she responded. "The bastard is screwing his secretary, but I don't care anymore."

 

His arm was around her and Sarge pulled Susan into his waiting body. She rolled onto her side and the front of her body came flush against Sarge's. Something became very noticeable and paramount for both. Susan felt the obvious hard prick push against her belly and she quickly shifted her body upwards so that the end of Sarge's cock grazed her pelvis.

 

One instant the long, hard cock rubbed against her heated tummy and the next it was between her legs. The flared head hit the tip of her slit and swiftly slipped through the soaked crevice, as it raked her tender clitoris. Her entire body jerked in reaction to the deliberate caress and suddenly her breathing stopped.

 

Susan felt the head slid backwards about an inch. The meat hit her directly at the core and it slipped inside before she could take a breath. She didn't dare move, as she was in the most vulnerable position, and fully realized that Sarge would take her. He kissed her on the forehead and tenderly guided her head until they were cheek to cheek. "I want you... more than anything in the world," he whispered in her ear.

 

Suddenly she could breathe. "Oh, dear gawd, you're inside... deep inside of me," she moaned, trying to regain her breathing. "Yes... dear gawd, yes!"