Seed Time

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Seed Time[ In an on-going series of quasi-fictional ‘stories’ about interracial sex, and, more importantly than that, interracial breeding, I offer yet another based on my very good friends A & T, who continually inspire and amaze me with their dedication, and bravery, to furthering the agenda of better racial relations between ‘white’ and those of color! ]Though the outside temperature was quite warm, and the sultry humidity of Kenya at this time of year was heavy, like an invisible blanket wherever you went, Omar felt that wonderful sensation of exhaustion you always felt after a particularly intense session of fucking.Laying next to him on the hotel room bed was Mara, and as he rolled over onto his side and faced her, she was smiling at him. He was still in that delightful ‘afterglow’ of post coital sex. His cock was still wet from Mara’s copious pussy juices, and though now not quite as firm as he had been at the moment he had ejaculated his sperm into her eager and hungry pussy, it remained nearly as hard! His balls ached a little as well from the forcefulness of his ejaculations.He propped himself up on one elbow, and though Tomas, Mara’s husband, was still there with them in the hotel room, Omar leaned over and kissed Mara, full on the mouth; their tongues slid eagerly, lustfully, over each others; and making Omar’s cock stir in response. He loved the taste of this young white woman’s mouth. For some reason it was different than his two wives, who were far away in Zambia, taking care of his nine other offspring. She just tasted differently for some reason.After kissing Mara for several moments (as Tomas watched quietly from several feet away), Omar found himself looking up at him, and as their eyes met, Tomas smiled, shyly it seemed, at first, and for some reason, that made Omar feel even more dominant over him; and he liked that.Omar kissed Mara again, and then, slowly, taking his time, savoring every moment, he kissed his way on down the side of Mara’s pale and silky-smooth neck; and then down to her lovely hatay escort young breasts; where he slowly licked and kissed her protruding nipples; and running his tongue over and around then; as well as sucking on them tenderly. Mara moaned in appreciation of his attention. She was so very different than his other wives! It wasn’t that he didn’t love or care for them; or his nine other offspring, because he did! Yet…Mara was so different than any woman he’d ever known before. She was so much younger than his wives, and this he had enjoyed. His other wives didn’t seem to approach sex the same way Mara did. There were cultural differences at work no doubt. With his two wives, sex was ‘enjoyable’, to a certain degree, but with them it seemed more duty than lust. With Mara, it had been entirely lust, and no duty! She had enjoyed HIM, and for who he was, and not for any cultural expectations. As Omar worked his way down Mara’s pale, slender, and so very young and vigorous body (the paleness was like the finest silk imaginable), he lingered over her tummy; kissing it. He worked his way down to her pinkish labia, where his black cock had momentarily been and deposited yet another load of his sperm. He took a deep, appreciative breath of her intoxicating womanly aroma; and as he did, he felt his cock stiffening yet again.”I am going to make you have my baby,” he said, looking up along Mara’s lithe body, and into her beautiful face.She smiled happily down at him. “I want you to do that,” she replied sincerely.Then Omar raised up and looked up into Tomas’ face, who was standing there, several feel away; and who now had slid his under shorts off, which he had been wearing during the afternoon’s breeding session, and was stroking his cock. It felt slightly strange to Omar to be looking at that, but at the same time, he found it strangely…exciting? Thrilling? Satisfying? He couldn’t quite define it, and yet, there was something undeniably intriguing to have fucked this other man’s wife, while Tomas had quietly, even escort hatay patiently, watched!There was definitely a certain display of…submissiveness (that was the word) to Tomas’ behavior that Omar found more than a little exhilarating.Tomas continued to stroke his cock as Omar and Mara laid there on the bed together, naked, and neither seemed the least bit ashamed. There was no need to feel that. Omar had done nothing wrong. He was in bed with Mara because Tomas himself had recruited him to be there, many months ago. What was more, but he definitely wanted (very much) for Mara to end up pregnant with HIS offspring. Tomas had made it clear that he had no intentions of getting his wife pregnant. Neither he, nor Mara, wanted to have a baby together. They wanted an African bred offspring, and as Omar laid there with Mara, and watched as her husband was masturbating, the whole scenario, which had at first seemed somewhat dream-like, and surreal, suddenly seemed very, very real!Omar moved back up alongside Mara, and kissed her again. Tomas continued to masturbate as he did. There was definitely something powerful and compelling in seeing this amazingly open display of submissiveness and acceptance; and though seeing another man masturbating was a bit…embarrassing(?)… to Omar, it was obvious that Tomas didn’t feel the same way!Omar resumed kissing Mara, and he enjoyed the feel of her warmth next to his, and the taste and aroma of her mouth on his, and as they kissed, after a moment, Omar suddenly heard Tomas—moan. It was faint at first, and it made Omar look over at where Tomas was still standing next to the bed. Mara turned to look as well.Tomas was now furiously stroking his small white cock, staring at it as he did.”Oh, oh, god!” Omar heard Tomas saying, as he continued to stroke his cock with increasing urgency. And Omar knew that Tomas was about to ejaculate. Though it still felt slightly strange to witness this, Omar found it nearly impossible not to look; and after only a few more brief moments, hatay escort bayan as Tomas continued to stroke his cock with such obvious urgency, Tomas soon began ejaculating his sperm!”Oh, GOD!” Tomas said out loud, over and over again, with each spurt of his sperm!Omar found the sight of that mesmerizing! Tomas’ first spurt of sperm jetted out five or six inches as it landed onto the bedside table with the lamp; and it was followed by four other such spurts, each one not shooting quite as far as that first one had. Tomas’ sperm glimmered in the yellow glow to the table lamp, looking like a small handful of melted pearls.Tomas’ kept stroking his cock till he stopped ejaculating, and as his cock shaft started to immediately shrink; but it was clear that he had greatly enjoyed his orgasm. Omar was both slightly put off by this display, but also, and undeniably…pleased. It was the perfect demonstration of his own sexual superiority over Tomas; as well as Tomas’ open affirmation of that fact. So, though Omar’s reaction were mixed, he’d found it strangely…satisfying; yes, satisfying as a man over another man!After Omar eventually left (though he’d be back the next day, and the day after that, and the one after that, etc.), he kept seeing in his minds eye, over and over, the sight of Tomas as he spilled his sperm onto the bedside table; all the while his wife, Mara, was full of HIS sperm instead. He still found it strange to have witnessed this, but, at the same time, it had been absolutely the most perfect, the most fitting and proper way, of expressing submission that he could ever envision!The dream-like quality that had been there in the beginning had changed to the stark reality of it! He (Omar) was going to leave a baby inside of Tomas’ wife’s womb. There was no doubt about that! He had the sperm in abundance, and he had the desire, and, the most important part of all was that he had the full cooperation of Mara, and of Tomas, to get the job done! It was going to be one fabulous two weeks of sex, sex, sex, and more and more sex! His two wives back in Zambia would never know anything about any of this, of course; and that gave the whole situation just that much more of a thrill! Besides, Omar wanted to make at least one more offspring!The End

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