Emma's First Time Blacked: An Interracial Hotwife Experience by Leah Jenkins

Author:Leah Jenkins [Jenkins, Leah]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2023-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

After only two days, we were both so on edge that we could barely control ourselves. No sex of any kind added to the anticipation of our anniversary plans had got us both worked up into a constant state of arousal, and we knew we still had another three days to go. If I'm honest, a part of me was hoping that it would help Emma go through with it, basically get her so horny that she wouldn't get cold feet and back out. I now know it was a silly precaution, though, because, at this point, she was just as turned on and excited about fucking Jayden as I was about her doing it.

One afternoon, I was sitting on the sofa browsing a few cuckold porn videos on my phone, in particular, one where the husband had a metal cock cage on, and his very pretty, yet very innocent-looking redhead wife was locking it with a key and grinning devilishly as she did it. The cage was pretty small, and when she then played with his balls until he was hard it looked really quite painful. If I'm honest, I could think of nothing worse than having your erection constrained like that. I really couldn't imagine using one of those, but as I watched the video, my cock was rock hard, and I started to wonder if Emma would enjoy using one to lock me up while she was with Jayden? And I started to wonder if there was any way I would enjoy it somehow. It would be like a weird way of feeling pain on the inside and also on the outside, but also enjoying the pleasure of being cuckolded.

Emma interrupted my viewing.

"Come on, babe, let's go a bit of shopping," she said as she smiled down at me and pulled the car keys out of her purse.

The atmosphere outside was heavy with the imminent promise of rain; the sky was cloaked in a dreary gray. The distinctive scent of damp earth hinted at the approaching downpour.

"Let's go to the outlet," Emma suggested nonchalantly, her attention still on her phone.

Complying with her request, I started the car and set off toward her favorite outlet mall downtown. The stores there were on the pricier side, but Emma had a fondness for their clothing. Her taste might have been expensive, but I found joy in indulging her.

As we drove along the highway, the rain escalated from a steady drizzle to an intense downpour, its sound against the car almost overwhelming. I turned the windshield wipers to their maximum speed, struggling to maintain a clear view of the road.

"Jesus, I can barely see a thing," I muttered under my breath, focusing intently on the road ahead. The heavy rain created a kind of tunnel vision, with the wipers frantically trying to keep up. It was one of those moments where the journey felt like a battle against the elements, each mile a small victory in the quest to reach our destination safely.

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