Celeste is dying to have sex with Darius, her husband's sexy black friend. What she doesn't know is that her husband is also into the idea. But he doesn't just want them to make love...he wants to breed his wife, impregnating her with an interracial baby! Is Celeste ready to cuckold her husband and have another man's baby?
Warning: This hot breeding story contains interracial cuckolding, oral sex, and impregnation. This is as steamy as it gets!
No matter what I did, Darius seemed to elude my pursuits. I tried calling him at his office, but the secretary said he was out. I tried calling his cell phone number, after stealing it from Ralph's phone, but he never answered. I even tried going to his office in the guise of saying hello to my husband, hoping I would run into him, but he never seemed to be there. I was frustrated, confused, angry. Was he deliberately avoiding me? He'd seemed open to the idea of breeding me when we'd met at the bar. But now he wasn't giving me the time of day. No matter what I tried, I couldn't get a hold of him. I sank into the doldrums, feeling low, not wanting to do anything that required energy. I tried bringing up the subject briefly with Ralph a couple more times, but he quickly shot me down. After all this, I was discouraged. I let Darius slip from my mind, and accepted that maybe it would never happen between the two of us. Then my birthday rolled around.
Ralph and I went out for a nice dinner at a fancy french restaurant, and I couldn't really complain. Ralph, at least, was in good spirits, and I was doing my best to try and hide my disappointment with the fact that I wasn't ever going to mate with Darius. We ordered food and drank expensive red wine and generally had a good time, so much so that I almost forgot about Darius and just enjoyed the evening for what it was. At the dinner table, Ralph presented me with some very nice diamond earrings as a birthday present, which I was genuinely happy to accept. They were very beautiful, I had to admit. We had some cheesecake for dessert and headed home, and I figured that was the end of it. But when we arrived at the house, there was a strange car parked in our driveway.
“Who's car is that?” I asked. Our place was somewhat out of the way, and I wasn't expecting visitors.
“You'll see in a second,” Ralph said, grinning, a look on his face that was indicating to me that something was up. Puzzled, we got out of the car and went into the house, which was the same as usual.
“Aren't you wondering who's car that was?” I asked, still curious. Ralph still had that strange smile on his face.
“Come upstairs to the bedroom,” he said. “I've got one more surprise for you.”
Suddenly, my heart started to jackhammer in my chest. Surely this surprise couldn't be what I thought it was...could it? No, best not to get my expectations up. It was probably just a new vacuum or something. Nevertheless, my heart was in my throat as I climbed the stairs, Ralph right behind. I swung open the door to the bedroom, and when I saw what was waiting for me inside, my jaw hit the floor.
My dreams had come true. Darius was sprawled out on our bed, completely naked. I could see his ripped muscles, his six-pack, his strong legs. He was already excited, waiting for me, his member stiff and at attention.
“Hey baby,” Darius said. “Happy birthday.”
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Published August 15, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.