Caking

Me and my husband moved to Colorado springs eight years ago. Twice a year his dad stays with us while they do training and maneuvers at fort Carson retiring from the army in just one year he was honored by some of the other officers at a dinner being one of there last get togethers. We joined them at a local bar and grill.
I'm thirty three we have two kids ages four and six.
I heard several colorful stories about Cordell Edmonds that night.
As well I heard a few juicy ones as well
Having just missed Vietnam Cordell was in Panama Grenada dessert Strom Somalia.
He looks half his age some gray hair.
He is in great shape he is funny dark humor but he is different and unique.
We got to talking Cordell married his mom Vicky in the late nineteen eighties. One of few interracial couples in junction city ks. Stationed at fort Riley.
I learned quite a bit about him being from Mississippi his father died at fifteen struck by lightning working power poles.
On day two David my husband is again at work and I was looking at my clothing and started body shaming myself just a little.
I mean I'm not a basketball with arms and legs but since my last baby I'm still a little pudgy.
Cordell comes back from his morning jog. We talk some of my more revealing and naughty clothes out on my bed.
He asked what's up I told him I don't have the body for some of my clothing and I was making room in my closet.
I go over some of my issues with him and oddly enough he makes me feel a lot better.
We go out get some brunch. I'm enjoying our conversation.
I'm five foot six and a half I'm at one fifty three and somehow I don't feel self conscious with him or this conversation. I am completely how ever in the words of my family and husband naive.
I'm nearly completely blind to the fact that my father in law is crossing the line and making some moves on me.
I agree to show him two of my outfits and model them showing him what I mean.
We get home it's a legal but medical city I am medical so I go up to my room and eat two edibles and smoke a pre roll Doobie.
I put on my first outfit and I was impressed of his opinion. So then as agreed outfit two.
It's been almost a solid year since David has shown me any real attention and our sex life has dried up. I've been craving his attention and needing him to dominate my body and take control of me.
I'm enjoying the attention so much there is outfit three four and five.
Outfit six I'm shy and nervous over.
It was my club dress.
My breast went up two cup sizes with my last pregnancy my butt is round but thicker fuller legs wider hips that looks great half the time.
I light the other half of my joint my little red short dress low cut.
My girls look amazing tightly pressed together I feel like the dress is painted on though and my pudgey little belly is noticable.
It looks so trashy I thought to myself thinking I looked like a pig.
My self esteem is not what it used to be and while I'm loving the attention I'm so shy I don't want to leave my room. I put on my thigh highs from Victoria secret and my high heels.
I put on a sweater over my dress that was long enough cover my dress.
I felt a fake confident as I hear my high heels on the floor.
I'm all let's skip this one.
We just sit talk I get us a beer that leads to to beers then a pre roll on my end in front of Cordell and a third beer for me in my room.
Then I have another beer with him four is my tipsy level I'm fucking baked.
We talk a little more and I'm not feeling shy or nervous liquid courage I guess I don't know. Cordell begged me to see my dress so I did I dropped my safety sweater. My cleavage after my second child pouring out of my low cut red short sexy dress. My full fat ass just kinda out there and my thick shapely legs on display.
Cordell put on some music a r&b mix he had on his phone and he talked me into a dance.
He didn't say a word he just enjoyed it so I gave him a second dance before we had another beer and I finished my pre roll.
Six foot tall two hundred pounds in amazing shape distinguished and handsome looking older but looking in his late thirties or maybe earlier forties. Deep soothing voice he said what about that last piece on your bed.
My black mostly see through corset with little thigh high clips. I got it six months ago tried to tease my husband with it and get him interested in anything.
I got a shameful fat feeling and a quicky in our dark room. Then he brushed me off and ran back to call of duty with his friends.
My husband refused to look at me after even.
I didn't know what to say it's crotchless and there is a zipper to pull out my breast. It's see through.
I got a heavy gulp in my throat I knew he had taken several photos of me already I even let him get a up skirt pic of me.
I went up proudly put on my lingerie and my stiletto black heels and walked into the living for him.
We had another beer I was being extremely social and open with him about how and why I'm spitefully wearing this for him.
I get a gummy and eat it and a Doobie I rolled earlier before brunch.
We drank our beers having a whole different conversation.
I smoked my joint.
I model my body for him showing myself off while he took pics of me.
I watched him jerk off and I cleaned him up after he poured oozed and shot out a huge amount of cum.
He kissed up the back of my ear sucking on them it's my weakness. I felt large heavy hands on my breasts groping me and fondling my 30D breasts.
My ass is grinding on him. But I don't feel his pants or cloth or clothing.
I feel warm skin.
I think to myself I can't this would be wrong. At the same time I let him bind me over and on my knees my face looking down at my couch cushions. Knowing I'm in doggy position feeling his hands on me on my hips and ass. Pushing my butt back and lifting it up ward showing him my pussy. Knowing he is recording phone in hand.
I feel his big black dick pressing on my wet little slit and I let out a deep loud ish passionate moan. For thirty minutes I'm bug eyed jaw dropped moaning out or into my couch. It like a log was splitting me open it completely filled me up. Completely lost in the sinnsations I was experiencing and feeling. It was completely orgasmic and felt incredible. I could feel how hot and hard his dick was how warm it was. I could feel it stretching and pulling inside of me I felt every contraction of my orgasm wrapped around his dick.
He either was fixated on my butt or my tits the entire time.
He came in me then took me to his guest room.
My girl was so spoiled he was firm can't say hard or even rough just had a firm deep stroke
It commanded my pussy to open and except what he wanted to give me.
Two hours and ten minutes he owned me making me talk dirty and used licked kicked or touched every part of my body. My body felt alive I felt like a strong sexual woman who was needed and desirable.
That night I snuck a reverse cowgirl riding his dick on the couch while my husband slept soundly.
He left before I was awake the next morning his flight leaving at seven twenty from Denver international.
I felt so empty and alone the next day.
I toyed my pussy sniffing our sex spot in our guest bed.
I've never found a black man attractive. But lately when I find a black man checking me out I don't feel cheap or dirty I feel like I should see if it's similar to what Cordell did to my lady. Or is it big like him. Or will he fuck me senseless. Will he grab my body and give me that same focus and attention. I'm now curious and aroused when a black man checks me out it kind of a turn on

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