Mark had been jerking off to those videos for months, the ones where a married guy gets on his knees for a thick black cock. He told himself it was just fantasy until the night his wife went out of town and he finally messaged the guy from the gym.
Darius showed up at the door wearing gray sweats that left nothing to the imagination. The second Mark let him in, Darius grabbed his ass and said, You ready to take this dick, husband? Mark nodded, already hard. They didnt bother with small talk. Darius pushed him down onto the couch and pulled out a heavy, veined cock that was already half-hard and way bigger than Marks.
Open your mouth, Darius ordered. Mark did. The head stretched his lips wide as Darius fed it to him. Mark gagged when it hit the back of his throat but kept sucking, spit running down his chin. Darius fucked his face slow at first, then harder, holding Marks head with both hands. Thats it. Married mouth taking black dick like a whore.
Marks own cock strained against his jeans. He reached down to free it but Darius slapped his hand away. You dont touch that until I say. He pulled out, strings of spit connecting Marks lips to the shiny head, then hauled Mark up and bent him over the arm of the couch. Pants came down fast. Darius spit on his hole and rubbed the fat head against it.
Beg for it, Darius said.
Please, Mark groaned. Fuck me with that black cock.
Darius pushed in. The stretch burned, thick and relentless. Mark clawed the couch cushion as inch after inch sank into him. When Darius bottomed out, balls pressed against Marks ass, he held still and let him feel it. Youre taking every inch, husband. Your wife ever fuck you like this?
Mark shook his head, panting. Darius started thrusting, deep and steady, each stroke dragging over Marks prostate until his legs shook. The sound was filthyskin slapping, wet squelch every time Darius pulled out and drove back in. Mark reached for his own cock again and this time Darius let him, growling, Stroke it while I wreck this hole.
Mark came first, shooting across the couch with a broken moan. Darius didnt stop. He fucked him through it, harder, until he pulled out, flipped Mark onto his back, and straddled his chest. Open up. Thick ropes of cum painted Marks tongue and lips. Darius made him swallow, then shoved two fingers in his mouth to push the rest down.
They didnt stop there.
Darius stayed the night. He fucked Mark again in the shower, bending him under the spray and pounding him until Marks legs gave out. Later, on the bed, Mark rode him, sinking down on that cock over and over while Darius called him a married slut and slapped his ass red. By morning Marks hole was sore, leaking, and he still wanted more.
When Darius left, he left his number. Mark texted him the next day. The wife came home none the wiser, but Mark kept sneaking off to suck and take that black cock whenever he could. Every time Darius stretched him open, Mark came harder than he ever had with his wife. He stopped pretending it was just fantasy. He was a husband who took black cock, and he wasnt stopping.
