We both knew this was coming, time for me to go to work and for you to leave. I slept as well as I have in a long time curled up next to you. I woke... up next to you and reached over to kiss you. You were asleep, totally naked of course. As I kissed you started to wake up. You smile and whispered “good morning.” Your voice is so cute, so sweet, so sexy when you are waking up. You stretch your arms back with a light sigh. Nothing is as sexy a a ladies first morning stretch. I kissed your. My cock looked huge as it touched his hole. He pushed, I pushed. My glans slipped into him and the pursed mouth of his sphincter tensed around my pole. I looked at the beauty of this stretched embrace, my penis, his arsehole. I was frozen for a tiny moment in aesthetic reverie before shoving my length into him. Cutlery rattled in the drawers and cereal boxes fell on the counter top. I fucked him hard as he requested. Part of me was reminding him what he was missing, and it was abundantly clear. By the time I was in college, I saw some of my whiteclassmates dating black men, and rationalized that ifthe races were truly equal there should be no reasonwhy they shouldn’t be together if they desired, but Idefinitely felt it was inappropriate for me. Allthrough college, all my boyfriends and lovers werewhite. I was curious; however, as to why I saw manymore white women with black men than the other wayaround.By the time I was twenty-five, I was married to aprofessional soldier older. “Might be the best butt hole I’ve ever fucked! You’re gonna love being in him!” came the enthusiastic reply. The thrusting was becoming more and more frantic and I heard “OH! I.. !... I’m CUMMING! “then I felt his fluid squirting inside me. I heard “Get a close up of it coming out.” Moments later he pulled out of me and I suddenly felt empty. I knew that would not last long. But I was relieved and had actually, enjoyed how it had felt. I thought to myself that maybe I would be ok. “Well,.