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Ana in a photo session

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Ana in a photo sessionAna in a photo sessionOne Friday afternoon I went to see my loving Victor at his office.He was very happy to see me there, but he was so busy.My husband then introduced to me a new employee of the company, a black man called Carl John. He was huge and athletic shaped, handsome and had a sensual nice smile. His dark skin was really amazing.I felt aroused when Carl John shook his hand into mine.Victor then excused himself because he was very busy and I came back home, where I touched myself in the shower, thinking about that black man I had met…I had forgotten him a week later, but then I got a Facebook request from him. I told Victor about it, but he said to go ahead and friend him back. As the weeks went by, Carl John and I started to share private messaging.At the beginning it was just casual conversation. But at one point, our messages even became sexually suggestive. The sexual innuendo at that point was never directed towards each other. Instead it was always discussed about others.I came to find out that Carl John was an amateur photographer. He showed me some photographs of women in various poses, mostly undressed.Finally he told me that he would love to do a shoot with me, with certain “charm”, as he called it…Two days after this last chat; Victor had to fly out of town on business.The same night I received a message from Carl John, asking how I was occupying my time with my husband gone. Apparently, he knew about it.Carl John suggested that this would be a good time to surprise Victor with some glamour photos…At first I rejected his proposal, because I was feeling cozy after having dinner with too much wine; but he insisted and he somehow wore me down, until finally I said yes. The black man arrived at my home close to midnight; his strong arms were full of all sorts of equipment and bags. I offered him a glass of wine…He explained me that he also could take pictures of women in provocative poses or even having sex… sometimes with their own husbands or with some male models.Several pictures were showing Carl John himself having sex with some white women… I was amazed and he told me:“Some married women seem to like the taboo element of having their picture taken while simulating sex with a black man.”I nodded, but then I change the subject as nothing had happened.Several pictures had been taken on a sofa, but mostly had been shot in bedrooms. Then I told Carl John:”Are we setting this up here or upstairs at my bedroom?” I asked.He answered mostly women liked to be on the bed. So, I said to go upstairs.Carl John lugged his stuff up the stairs and he asked me which photos I wanted to start with. I wanted some sexy stuff for Victor, so I suggested a black dress that was in my closet. Then he suggested that I could simulate removing my dress over a series of photos and I said it would be fine…As Carl John finished setting up his equipment, I went into the bathroom and changed into my outfit, including high heels and stocking black hose. When I came out, the black man told me to go ahead and lie on the bed. Then he started shooting his camera, as he pointed me several sexy poses. First I removed a high heel shoe, than another one.Removing my black stockings in front of Carl John was incredibly erotic. Between the red wine, the camera flashes and the sexual innuendo, I was feeling unbelievably aroused and horny. When we finished, I said him I wished some photos wearing sexy lingerie…Then I pulled out a nice red negligee.Coming out of the bathroom, I felt practically naked in front of my husband’s black co-worker. I made my way past him and onto the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Carl John now had an incredibly large bulge in his trousers. Apparently, the sensuality of the situation was having the same effect on him that it was on me. Suddenly he approached me. I couldn’t believe how bad I wanted him to just take me and fuck me at that moment.We had been sipping red wine between shots and our bottle was empty. I asked him if he would be so kind to look for another one in the kitchen.When Carl John left the room I took a deep breath and I grasped my panties, pulling them down to my ankles. I faced the camera with my knees bent. I pulled down on the negligee to make sure that it was still covering my pussy lips. When he came back, he immediately noticed my new position.When he approached me to correct my pose, I nudged his hand downward to my pussy lips. An electric surge through my body indicated to me that Carl John’s finger had just engaged my clit. I closed my eyes and pushed downward with my hand while pushing upward with my hips in order to maximize the contact of his hand on my vagina. I felt the black man’s lips against mine. I opened my mouth to accept his kiss. I opened my eyes. He was removing his shirt. I watched him as he removed also all his clothes.Then he walked around to the foot of my marital bed and climbed in. I rolled onto my back and willingly spread my legs for him. He climbed up over me. He pulled the red negligee up until it was bunched up above my breasts then took his place over me. It was then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my wet pussy lips opening. I could feel my labia parting as he pushed slightly forward. I wanted him desperately inside me. I moved and pushed my hips trying to get Carl John’s huge hard black cock into my body.I felt him push forward. Along with his body sliding up mine, his wonderful cock began filling my body. I was shocked as that black man’s cock continued deeper into me, making me moan in pleasure.My body immediately seized into a massive orgasm. The black man continued slowly moving his magnificent cock in and out of me.Carl John kept up a gentle pace and, in only a few minutes, I was taken over by a second intense orgasm.I must have passed out. When I realized what was happening next, Carl John’s pace had increased. He was now fucking me with more passion. His cock plunged in and out of me with the vigor that only a black man could produce. I knew he was nearing his climax as his thrusting took on a desperate sensation. My legs were being continually spread apart by the strength of his lunges into me. My body pushed back as hard as I could against him in an effort to escalate the pleasure between us. I could hear our voices. Both of us were moaning and grunting. Suddenly Carl John’s body began to shake. But then once again my body was shaking. Carl’s gorgeous black cock was now making me cum for the third time. I was helpless to react. As I shook and shuddered I felt him seeding his warm semen deep inside my womb…His orgasm seemed to last forever as his ejaculation poured wave after wave of sperm inside me. But Carl John never went soft. His wonderful cock was still hard and moving ever so slowly in and out of me. Despite my exhaustion, my body began responding again. My tired soft legs wrapped themselves again around Carl John’s hard muscular legs. My small white hands yet again grasped his steadily thrusting black ass. My tongue searched his for his wonderful tongue. For the most part I was too tired to cum. However, I did achieve another orgasm when Carl John finally tensed up and inseminated me again.Next thing I knew it was daylight. Carl John was still in my marital bed. He was awake, on his back, with his beautiful black cock standing at attention. Within seconds I was on top of his muscular body and sliding my pussy down over his cock. I lost count of how many times we fucked in every position before he finally left on that late afternoon.I was barely able to get the soaked bed linens changed out before my loving Victor came through the front door. I welcomed my husband home, still feeling Carl John’s fresh sperm still leaking out of my cunt…

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