pregnant with 4 blacks

I've always been a conservative woman, married early 20s, and my husband had been the only man in my life. I'm white, blonde, small tits and tight buttocks, thick thighs, short, short hair. It all started when my marriage was very warm, I was already 32 years old but there was still a lot of fire between my legs. My husband worked hard, he has a company that was going badly at the time and needed to pay all the attention to the work, leaving me home to take care of the chores. Sex was once a week and look there. The thing was really worn out, so we talked a lot and tried to put things back together. In one of those conversations, we decided it was time for us to have a son to make our lives happy. I stopped taking birth control and tried a few times, but we still did it at the most once a week, it seemed obligated, sex was mechanical, it wasn't like before. I still loved my husband very much and understood his situation. After about three months of trying, I finally got pregnant, and then it was a long time without making love. Until the fourth month I had a complication and lost the baby. We decided to keep trying, but since I couldn't make much effort because of the treatment and recovery, we hired a driver to take me everywhere. That's when my real woman story started, when I felt like a real female... The driver was named Abreu, a black man about 50 years old, black as coal, tall and thin, with a serious face. I used to joke that he could be a security guard and a driver. Our relationship was normal, boss and employee, with respect. He already took me to the places I needed for a couple of months, and I was still needy. Until one day I saw a video on the Internet of a nigga with a blonde, a video of dirty, strong, wild, the nigga had a huge, very thick dick, it looked like he was going to rip the girl, who almost cried with pleasure. That really struck my imagination, my little pussy was already swollen and soaked, when I suddenly started thinking about Abreu and wondering if he had a piece like that. Next thing I know, I'm making fun of some crazy crab and thinking about the driver! I blamed myself for it, after all I was married and loved my husband very much. The next day I had an appointment with the gynecologist and I was very nervous. I'm not sure how, but I think Abreu figured it out and decided to make conversation to calm me down. We talked a lot about amenities, he told me about his family, who was the older brother of four children, all lived together in a remote area of the city, it was a farmland and he only went there on a few weekends. Make yourself comfortable and on the way back from the exam I invited you to have a refreshment at home. We talked a little more and suddenly I remembered the movie I had seen and the thoughts I had had. I started looking at Abreu and wondering what he'd look like in bed, and I caught myself staring at his dick under his pants, looking to see the size of the thing. He realized the direction of my look and he fixed his dick by his pants, and I saw from the movement that little thing wasn't. I don't know how, but I couldn't stop looking and wondering, my body was cold and shaking a little bit, dying of nervousness and hornyness, I knew I was doing something wrong, but my pussy was flashing hot. Abreu did not waver and asked what I was looking at. I tried to talk, but I couldn't. I ended up confessing that I was needy and needy, apologized and tried to get around the situation. He told me it's okay, that if I wanted to touch him, he wouldn't say anything. I was very undecided, it's been two weeks since I fucked and I was climbing the walls. I struggled, but I ended up picking up his dick, smoothing it, even taking it out of his pants. It was big, it was thick, and it was still a little soft. I started jerking off that dick and I felt it grow up pulsing in my hand. When I was really hard, I didn't believe in the size. I'd hold it with both hands and still have my head and a little more. It was thick, I didn't put my fingers together. I was trembling, burning inside, when he said to me with a determined voice: Suck lady, suck you'll like it, I'll satisfy you. I couldn't stand it, and I fell on my mouth, or at least I tried, but all I could do was tangle my head and a little piece of the rest. I'd drool so horny, suck with taste, lick everything up to my balls and go back to my head. I spent about 10 minutes sucking, when I couldn't take it anymore, I asked him to eat me. I was so horny, I got up and I just took off my panties, while my nigga sat in the kitchen chair with his big dick pointing at the ceiling. Without thinking twice, I positioned myself over that monster, he held his little head at the entrance of my little pussy and gave it some brushstrokes until I started forcing the descent. The head went in slowly and made room, but the beginning was easy due to the excess lubrication it was. The pain started a little bit, because the rest was already starting to get inside me. When I felt really full, I stopped going down a little bit to get used to the width of that log, that's when I put my hand on it and saw that half was still missing! I began to roll a little to try to relieve the burning and try to go down more, when Abreu suddenly grabs me by the waist and pulls me down with violence, making my little combs touch his bag. I screamed in pain, I cried, the pain was really strong, I almost fainted. I felt my uterus being crushed. There was still a tear in my eyes when he pulled me up and started pumping inside me. I'd take off almost everything, and then I'd shove it in, and I'd be crying out for pleasure and talking about how tight I was. He said that my husband should have a chick of nothing (and near his was nothing at all) and that I would now get addicted to that black cock. We stayed a while longer like this and went to the living room, where I was put in roast chicken on the couch. This time I could see that huge black piece coming into me, filling me in, making me feel full and broken into for the first time. Now the pain was smaller and when he laid his head on my uterus I cried and had the biggest orgasm of my life. Gym like a bitch in heat, with a huge boner. He kept pumping for about 30 minutes and I had countless orgasms, I was dizzy and out of air, when he took a stronger shot and stayed for a while. I felt his dick shaking, he was coming. It made a lot of fun, because when you took that away from me, I could feel a lot of fucking running out of my pussy. He went out and got ready, while I stayed there on the couch, fainted, all giggled and satisfied. At night I could barely look at my husband, went to bed early to avoid conversations, but I couldn't get what I had done out of my mind. The thought of my pussy was soaking and burning. The next day I fucked Abreu again, and so it was all week... (continues)