Amanda’s BBC Adventure (Lewd.Katie44 x Frost1111)

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through her bedroom window. Her husband, already up and out, had left the house quiet and still. She stretched languidly, her lithe body arching beneath the thin cotton of her tank top. The fabric clung to her curves, outlining every inch of her toned frame. With a playful smirk, she decided to start her day as she always did—with a run that would leave her neighbors breathless.

She slipped into her favorite pair of running shorts, the ones that barely grazed her upper thighs. The tight, black fabric accentuated her long legs and firm buttocks. Her tank top, a thin, white strap that hugged her breasts, completed the ensemble. No underwear, of course. Amanda loved the freedom, the way the cool morning air kissed her skin.

As she laced up her running shoes, Amanda glanced at the mirror. Her light hair, pulled back into a messy ponytail, framed her fair skin and bright eyes. She smiled at her reflection, a glint of mischief in her gaze. Today, like every other day, was a new opportunity to spice up her mundane existence.

Stepping out of her house, Amanda felt the crisp morning air against her skin. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm glow over the quiet neighborhood. She started her jog, her steps light and quick. As she approached her neighbor's house, she couldn't help but glance over. The house, a modern two-story with large windows, was always a sight to behold. And so was her neighbor, who often watched her from the window.

Amanda increased her pace, her breaths coming in quick gasps. She could feel the eyes on her, and it sent a thrill down her spine. The thought of being watched, of being desired, was intoxicating. She loved the way her body moved, the way her muscles flexed with each stride. Her tank top clung to her sweaty skin, and her shorts rode up, barely covering her ass.

Reaching the end of the street, Amanda turned around and headed back. As she passed her neighbor's house again, she slowed her pace, allowing herself a moment to savor the attention. She could almost feel his gaze, hot and heavy, on her body. It was a game, one she played every morning, and it never got old.

Back home, Amanda stretched out on her front lawn, her body glistening with sweat. She arched her back, feeling the pull in her muscles. Her shorts rode up even higher, and her tank top rode down, revealing the swell of her breasts. She stretched her legs, her arms, her back, each movement deliberate and seductive.

As she finished her stretches, Amanda stood up, her body aching in the best way possible. She glanced over at her neighbor's house one last time, a small smile playing on her lips. Another day, another chance to feel alive. She headed inside, already looking forward to her next run, her next stretch, her next thrill. Her husband, with his predictable routines and lackluster passion, was but a distant thought. For Amanda, the world was full of possibilities, and she was determined to explore every single one of them.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson watched as the cute little white wife emerged from her home next door. His subordinate, Bobby, had one hell of a wife that was for sure. It's one of the reasons why Jackson didn't feel bad when he began to have Bobby work more hours at work so as to give a little bit more time for his wife to be alone and perhaps to feel neglected. It was good to be your own boss, he thought to himself as he smiled when she glanced his way and he held his hand up to wave at her. This was a routine that they had been doing for the past several weeks and he was pretty sure she had a thing for him with the way she kept looking his way with that smile that alluded to more. Her return on the way back to her home was just his eventful as when he watched her leave.

This time as per usual she slowed down to give him an extra long look at her body. He could feel his cock twitching in his pants as he watched her stretch on her front lawn and his eyes never left her as he allowed her to enjoy him watching. And once she engine side he knew that today was the day that things were going to change between them. After all it would not be long before she would get the bad news that Bobby would be working a double tonight and would likely be home early in the morning if he decided to try and drive home in the first place. After all it wasn't unheard of for people to sleep in their office. Either way Jackson was going to take the opportunity presented to him.

He stood at 6 ft 3 and weighed about 240 lb of muscle. At short hair and dark piercing eyes with a strong jaw that often showed a confident smile. Being in sports and college had done wonders for the 34 year old man. Sure an injury had derailed his career in football but thankfully his father owned his own company and it allowed Jackson to take over after the old man had a heart attack. It was the opportunity of a lifetime in Jackson wasn't going to let it slip through his fingers. Then a year ago he hired Bobby.

A few months later at the Christmas party that his company through every year he got to meet Bobby's wife and he knew then that he wanted her for himself. Imagine his surprise when he discovered that Bobby and his wife were his neighbors. It wasn't long after that that the routine of him watching her junk and her enjoying him watching her job began. Again today was going to be a special day as he had his own little show to put on.

Every time before he had his windows shut and his blinds pulled closed but today he left one of them open. All he had to do was pretend that he didn't know they were open and walk around naked and he would give her the shock of a lifetime. After all he was pretty sure that he was bigger than Bobby physically and that likely she wouldn't stop staring if given the chance to check him out. It would prove to him if she was interested and if he could give her the taste of what life was like being a snow bunny for a black hung lover.

So he timed his moment when he knew she was in the kitchen where the window overlooking the open blind was before undressing completely and walking out nonchalantly as if he hadn't noticed the open line. His cock sway with each step showing that he wasn't fat. It wasn't to say that Bobby was small at 6 in but it was clear that having a big cock like the one Jackson had made her husband look very average. Even his balls were bigger and his muscles flexed and relaxed perfectly in unison as he walked while he headed to the refrigerator to grab a beer and open it.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda stood in her kitchen, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The sight of Jackson, tall and muscular, moving with a confident stride through his living room, had left her breathless. His dark, piercing eyes and the way his muscles flexed beneath his skin were a sight to behold. She couldn't help but admire the way his cock swayed with each step, a clear indication of his size and power. The thought of what lay beneath his impressive physique sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

She was dressed in a simple, whispy summer dress that clung to her curves in all the right places. The dress, with its low-cut neckline and short hem, accentuated her firm, cupful breasts and tapered hips. Her white thong underneath was barely visible, but the thought of Jackson's eyes roaming over her body sent a wave of confidence through her. Her light hair was styled in loose waves, framing her face and highlighting her light eyes. She knew she looked good, and the thought of Jackson's reaction to her appearance sent a wave of excitement through her.

Amanda's mind drifted to the countless times she had imagined what it would be like to be with Jackson, to feel the strength of his body against hers. The way he moved, with such grace and power, was a testament to his athleticism, and she couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed beneath his skin. The sight of him walking naked through his living room, his cock swaying with each step, was both a shock and a turn-on. Amanda felt a heat rise within her, a longing that had been building for weeks.

She knew she was playing with fire, but the allure of Jackson was too strong to resist. As she watched him grab a beer from the refrigerator, the casualness of his movements only added to his appeal. He was a man who knew what he wanted, and he wasn't afraid to take it. Amanda's thoughts drifted to her husband, Bobby, and the stark contrast between the two men. While Bobby was kind and reliable, he lacked the raw, primal attraction that Jackson exuded.

Amanda's mind raced with possibilities as she imagined the night ahead. The thought of Jackson's strong hands exploring her body, his lips tracing a path of fire across her skin, sent waves of desire coursing through her. She knew that tonight, she would step out of the shadows and into the light, ready to embrace the passion that had been simmering just beneath the surface for so long.

With a deep breath, Amanda made her way to the front door, her heart pounding with anticipation. She knew that Jackson was watching, and the thought sent a thrill through her. As she stepped out onto the porch, the cool evening air kissed her skin, and she took a moment to compose herself. With a final glance at her reflection in the window, she straightened her dress and ran a hand through her hair, ensuring every strand was in place.

Amanda's plan was simple: she would knock on Jackson's door, feigning a need for a neighborly favor. Perhaps she could ask to borrow a tool or some ingredient for a recipe. Anything to get close to him, to feel the electricity that seemed to crackle between them. She knew that once she was in his presence, the rest would fall into place. The thought of being alone with him, of exploring the depths of their attraction, sent a wave of excitement through her.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson glanced over as to one of the glass doors of his cabinets and noticed her watching him in the reflection. She was enjoying herself it seemed and Jackson knew that he had given her the proper inspiration to be drawn to the flame like a moth. Her dress clung to her body perfectly and he had to lick his lips in anticipation of exploring what was underneath. The thought of having her in his bed was enticing. The images of fucking her in the shower, bending her over a table, or enjoying her in the pool in the backyard played out in his head. Each one was this delicious as the last and he found himself growing hard and anticipation of claming his snow bunny for himself.

What he didn't count on was her walking out of her house and heading towards his. He quickly panicked before setting the beer down and putting on a robe. As he was tying it up he hurt the knock on the door before checking him out to make sure it wasn't deliberate that he was underdressed before making his way to the door. The time had come for him to make his moved and she was the one who handed it to him on a silver platter. He opened it slowly before he smiled.

"Hey neighbor. What can I do for you?" He asked is his eyes locked on to hers showing some form of respect even if all you wanted to do was drag her into his home and tear off her clothes. The thought of making her squeal scream his name while he fucked her in his own bed echoed in his thoughts for a brief moment. The pleasure of doing such a thing while she wore her wedding rings and the thought of him turning her into a size queen who preferred big black cock had his smile why did he just a little bit to lose that confidence that he was sure she enjoyed.

He leaned against the door frame showing a little bit more of his chest but not enough to completely open too much of the road so that you could still feign modesty should his interpretations of this moment be false. He wondered if she herself had come over for something specific since it was only 10 minutes ago that she was staring at his naked form with a smile on her face. Plus no normal woman would dress in such a beautiful dress like this unless they were trying to impress someone. That's someone in particular was Jackson and Jackson was betting that her bond with Bobby would be shattered the moment she felt a real man in her bed. The moment he took her and for a taste of what she had been craving all along would be the moment Bobby would lose her truly forever.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's heart raced as she approached Jackson's door, her heels clicking against the pavement with each step. The thin fabric of her dress clung to her curves, accentuating every line of her body, and she knew that Jackson would appreciate the view. Her light hair cascaded down her back, and her light eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement. She had left her house without a second thought, drawn to Jackson like a magnet.

As she knocked on the door, Amanda's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and sensations. She imagined Jackson's strong, muscular frame beneath the robe, the way his dark skin contrasted with the white fabric, and the promise of what lay hidden underneath. Her breath hitched as she heard his footsteps approaching, and when he opened the door, her eyes immediately fell to his bare chest, barely concealed by the robe.

Jackson's smile was warm and inviting, but there was an underlying current of desire that Amanda could feel pulsating between them. She returned his smile, her own lips curling into a seductive curve. "Hey Jackson," she purred, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. "I was hoping you could help me with something."

Jackson raised an eyebrow, his gaze roving over her body appreciatively. "Of course, Amanda. What do you need help with?"

Amanda stepped closer, her body brushing against his as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I was hoping you could show me around your kitchen. I've always been curious about your culinary skills."

Jackson chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Amanda's spine. "Sure, I'd be happy to give you a tour. Follow me."

As they made their way to the kitchen, Amanda's eyes were drawn to Jackson's firm ass, perfectly outlined by the thin robe. She bit her lip, imagining what it would feel like to run her hands over his muscles, to feel his strength and power. The room was filled with a charged energy, a silent promise of the pleasure to come.

Jackson reached up to grab something from a high cabinet, and Amanda couldn't resist the opportunity. She let her eyes roam over his body, taking in every detail, every line of muscle. As he turned around, she saw her chance. With a playful grin, she feigned dropping the item he had handed her, bending over dramatically to pick it up. Her dress rode up, giving Jackson an unobstructed view of her perfectly rounded ass, free from any underwear lines. She arched her back slightly, knowing that the pose would accentuate her curves and tease his imagination.

Amanda's heart pounded in her chest as she straightened up, her eyes meeting Jackson's. She could see the desire burning in his gaze, the promise of a night of unbridled passion. She knew that this was just the beginning, the first step in a dance of seduction that would leave them both breathless and satisfied.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson's eyes roamed over her body as she asked to be given the tour. Who was he to deny her when she was offering him herself on a silver platter. He could see the desire in her eyes and he knew that there was no mistaking her intent anymore. This became even more obvious when he handed her a package of special spices and she dropped it before she bent over and picked it up. This allowed her skirt to ride up and show that she wasn't fact not wearing any panties.

His eyes looked over her backside hungrily and he knew full well that this was a pussy that had never tasted anything like what he was going to offer. It looked tight wet and he could not help but look his lips as she stood up and looked him in the eye. Recognition of desire was clear between them and he knew then that she was not believing his home until he had her several times. The thought of fucking her and sending her home to her husband with a well fucked look on her face had him twitching and anticipation beneath his robe. His smile returned before he reached out traced a finger over her jawline.

"I see that you're enjoying the different spices that I have and you're welcome to them at any time. But I think we both know you came over here for something far different than slices sugar. I think deep down we both know that you and I been playing a game of cat and mouse for the last couple weeks. And I think we both can agree that we no longer can resist the obvious means that we both have for each other." Jackson stated before his other hand set the spice down onto the counter before grasping the time on his road but I'm doing it and opening his robe up for her. His cock bounced out no longer restrained by the clothing that he wore. The bulbous head flaring angrily and eagerly find it's intended target. The veins on his cock veins bulged as it filled with his blood out of arousal.

Already he was putting her husband to shame who barely came to half the length and thickness of his boss. He knew that the term grower and shower were often labeled on men and their size but he also knew that he checked both boxes. Something he knew she would find absolutely delightful because it meant she was going to get the ride of her life. She entered a dedicated wife but she would not believe the same. He knew that she would become a changed woman after today and that today was not going to be a one-time thing. That she would keep coming back to him because he was going to get her hooked on the taste and feeling of being black man's woman.

"Tell me amanda. Do you like what you see?" He asked knowing that by asking her this question it would make her look at his cock and compare it to her husband. Then ultimately once she started doing so the end of her marriage as it once was before she entered this home would be gone forever. By than the terms and boundaries would be altered forever and he planned on replacing her husband in her bed permanently. That he planned to turn her husband into it cock who would be denied sex and would be powerless against him and her. Lots of her husband finding out and being unable to do anything about it had Jackson smiling cuz it would be the ultimate victory and not in his belt.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's breath caught in her throat as Jackson's robe fell open, revealing the full magnitude of his arousal. Her eyes widened, unable to look away from the impressive sight before her. The thick, dark shaft stood proudly, pulsing with life and promise. She could feel the heat radiating from it, drawing her in, beckoning her to touch, to explore.

Her heart raced, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. She had never seen anything so raw, so primal. Her husband's modest size paled in comparison, and she found herself wondering what it would feel like, to be filled by such a powerful, virile man.

Jackson's question hung in the air, a challenge and an invitation all at once. "Tell me, Amanda. Do you like what you see?" His voice was low, laced with a confidence that sent shivers down her spine.

Amanda's mouth went dry, her words catching in her throat. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his cock. "Y-yes," she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible. "I... I've never seen anything like this before."

Her fingers twitched at her sides, aching to reach out, to touch the velvety skin, to feel the heat and hardness beneath her fingertips. She licked her lips, her mind racing with a flurry of thoughts and desires. The taboo of it all, the forbidden nature of her actions, only served to heighten her arousal.

She took a step closer, her eyes locked on his cock, mesmerized by its size and power. "Can I... can I touch it?" The words escaped her lips, a bold request that surprised even herself. Her voice was soft, almost pleading, as if she were asking for permission to explore a treasure trove of pleasure.

Amanda's hand trembled slightly as she reached out, her fingers brushing against the smooth, warm skin. She gasped at the contact, the electric sensation sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Her fingers wrapped around the thick shaft, marveling at the way it pulsed in her grip.

She looked up at Jackson, her eyes wide with wonder and desire. "It's... it's incredible," she breathed, her voice laced with awe. "I've never felt anything like this." Her hand moved tentatively, exploring the length and girth, her touch growing bolder with each stroke.

Amanda's mind was a blur of erotic images, each one more tantalizing than the last. She could already feel the ache between her legs, a need that only Jackson could fulfill. Her thoughts drifted to her husband, a fleeting moment of guilt that was quickly replaced by a surge of excitement. This was her moment, her secret, her forbidden pleasure. And as she stood there, her hand wrapped around Jackson's cock, she knew that her life would never be the same.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson knew he had her in that moment. The way she reached out gripped his cock within her soft hand had him growling in anticipation of the meal to come. The way she looked at it in all had him pulsing ever so harder as those digits wrapped around his shaft like a steak coiling around its prey. She fed his ego with her words and her actions and in return she was rewarded with him reaching full masks and twitching in excitement. But it wasn't that that had him smiling like the cat that caught the canary.

What ultimately had him giddy was the fact that she had given him something very powerful and she didn't even realize it. She had told him that she had never seen anything like that before which had confirmed that her husband was nothing compared to him. This gave Jackson the confidence in the concept that he was bigger and stronger and thicker than her husband. That he made her husband pale in comparison and Jackson was going to take full advantage of it.

"I'm glad to see that you're enjoying yourself. I'm going to revel in teaching you all about your body in ways you never knew were possible." He said in a simple declaration that would have made any woman sworn with lust and desire. A challenge that ultimately meant but destruction of her marriage has she knew it. He was positive than any normal woman would have questions such a declaration or would have ran in that moment to save her marriage. But Amanda was not any normal woman. She was a snow bunny eager to come out of her shell and be claimed by a real man. To taste the forbidden pleasures of having a big black cock stretch and ruin her pussy anyone smaller including her husband.

Jackson slowly reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist as he pulled her into him for leaning in as his lips found purchase of their targets. His lips were soft but firm and powerful. Unlike her husband he was taking what he wanted and in that moment what he wanted was her. It was clear that nothing else mattered in that room or in that city except claiming her for himself. It's powerful frame pressing against hers as he held her to him while her fingers were still wrapped around his shaft as a little precum began to booze from the tip. His heartbeat raced when he finally broke the kiss he looked her in the eye and smiled.

"I'm going to enjoy this amanda. By the time I'm done you'll never look at sex the same way again. By the time I am done with you your husband will never be able to pleasure you the way you will want to crave again." He said as Jackson again smiled while his hand moved down to grab and paw at her backside under the dress skirt. He found her bare cheeks pleasurable and warm and full. She was exactly his type and he was positive that he was hers.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's heart raced as her fingers curled around Jackson's thick shaft, a primal thrill coursing through her veins. The sheer size and power of him made her feel both intimidated and exhilarated, a sensation she had never experienced with her husband. Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—excitement, fear, and an overwhelming curiosity about what this encounter would unveil.

As Jackson's lips crashed against hers, she felt a surge of desire that was almost painful in its intensity. His kiss was demanding, claiming, and utterly consuming. It was a stark contrast to the gentle, almost tentative kisses she was accustomed to from her husband. Amanda's body responded instinctively, her fingers tightening around his cock as a small moan escaped her lips. The taste of him, the scent of his skin, and the hard press of his body against hers were intoxicating.

Her thoughts were a jumble, a chaotic mix of guilt, anticipation, and a deep-seated need to explore this forbidden territory. She knew that this moment marked a turning point, a crossing of a line from which there was no return. Yet, the allure of discovering what Jackson could offer was too tempting to resist. Her body yearned for the promise of pleasure that his words and actions hinted at.

As Jackson's hand moved to her backside, his fingers exploring and caressing, Amanda felt a rush of heat between her legs. The way he touched her was possessive, almost rough, and it ignited a fire within her that she hadn't known existed. Her mind raced with images of what was to come, of how he would stretch and fill her, of the pleasure and pain that awaited her.

Amanda's emotions were a tumultuous sea. There was a part of her that felt a pang of guilt, a lingering loyalty to her husband, but it was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming desire to surrender to Jackson's demands. She wanted to be taken, to be claimed, to experience the raw, primal pleasure that he promised. Her need was visceral, a deep ache that only he could satisfy.

In that moment, Amanda made a choice. She chose to embrace the forbidden, to let go of her inhibitions and dive headfirst into the unknown. She knew that by the end of this encounter, nothing would be the same. Her husband, her marriage, her understanding of pleasure—all of it would be forever altered. But as Jackson's lips captured hers once more, she knew that she was ready for the journey, ready to be consumed by the fire of his passion.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson's groans grew louder in the kiss as she continued to feel his cock in her hand. He felt huge in such a tiny grasp and it was just another way that she fed his ego. His other hand moved down to grasp her other ass cheek and without warning he lifted her off the ground and set her on the counter. He was eager to claim what was his and this eagerness and possessiveness clearly had it effect on her. After all she wasn't denying him anything know when she pulling back. It proved that she was perfect and eager herself she just how far he could push things with her. His hands moved up her sides before pulling the dress up from her waist as he was so eager to get her out of it.

Each inch that he revealed had him licking his lips. Her skin was soft and untouched and he wondered if her husband ever really treated or touched her roughly. She would get taste of what it felt like to be dominated by a much more controlling and firm man than the one she was probably used to he thought to himself before he lifted the dress over her head and tossed it to the side like some discarded waste. It had served its purpose and now it was in the way. His eyes then took in her form and he found her to be perfect in more ways than one. While it was true that she had a smaller set of breasts they were still nice handfuls. But she was flexable and lean and very easy to pick up. Which was exactly the way he liked his woman to be.

Slowly he leaned in and his lips again found purachase but with her neck before he began to trace kisses and occasional nips that would mark her body gently from her neck area in collarbone down towards her midsection. And all the while his hands gripped her waist to keep her from getting away from him. As if telling her that she was exactly where she needed to be and that he wasn't going to let her escape from his grasp. Perhaps she would appreciate that and get turned on by it. Either way she was now his and he wasn't going to stop until he had her in bed several times before her husband would get home.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's heart raced as Jackson's groans vibrated against her lips, his cock throbbing in her grasp. She felt a surge of power and excitement, knowing that she had this effect on him. His hands, strong and demanding, gripped her ass, lifting her effortlessly onto the counter. Her breath hitched as she realized the raw intensity of his desire. She wasn't resisting, wasn't pulling away. Instead, she was curious, eager to see just how far he would take this.

As his hands moved up her sides, her skin tingled with anticipation. When he began to lift her dress, she closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of cool air on her exposed skin. His fingers traced the edge of her dress, teasing her, making her yearn for more. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her body responding to his touch.

When he finally pulled the dress over her head, she felt a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration. His gaze, intense and hungry, roamed over her body. She felt exposed, but also desired. His eyes lingered on her breasts, and she felt a flush of pride, knowing that he found her attractive despite her smaller size. His hands, firm and possessive, gripped her waist, keeping her in place.

As his lips found her neck, she let out a soft moan. The gentle nips and kisses sent shivers down her spine. She could feel his breath on her skin, hot and urgent. His hands, still gripping her waist, were a constant reminder of his control, his dominance. She felt a thrill at the thought of being his, of surrendering to his desires.

Her mind raced with thoughts of what was to come. She knew he wouldn't stop until he had her completely. The idea of being taken, of being claimed, sent a wave of heat through her body. She felt a mix of excitement and fear, wondering how far he would push her, how much he would demand. But she also felt a deep sense of satisfaction, knowing that she was the one who had sparked this fire in him.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson could tell she was very eager and he was more than happy to give her exactly what she craved most. The way she moaned and the looks she gave only had his heart race even more and his cock even harder. It was proof that he found her desirable and he wanted her for himself. His selfishness coming to the surface because he knew he was taking her from her husband and he didn't care if he hurt the man in the process. Amanda was going to be his and he was going to give her the taste of being with a man superior to her husband.

The hope was that she would become addicted to him and wouldn't be able to give him up no matter what the occasion asked for. Is lips continue to trail down her midsection occasionally tracing over her nipples before nipping at one of them playfully. And yet he did not linger on it too long as his kisses continued towards the epicenter of his real target. He knew she was likely wet from what she was experiencing and he was more than happy to taste her. To show that he was in eager giver and taker with his mouth and his hands. That he had experience eating pussy and that she would be the one benefiting from that experience.

Finally his lips found the center between her thighs but he didn't kiss her there just yet. Instead he kissed her right thigh as erupt both arms around her legs keeping them spread for him. His eyes lanced up towards her to see her reaction as he nipped and marked the inside of her thigh with his mouth. It was sudden and had no warning to which he hoped she would find exhilarating as all the other experiences she had so far.

Then slowly he leaned in and his lips found her clit as he began to open his mouth and suckle it in like the sensitive being that he wanted in his mouth. His tongue snaking out and traced over her slit before flicking her little bean to see just how sensitive she really was.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's breath hitched as Jackson's lips trailed a scorching path down her body, her skin alight with anticipation and desire. Each touch of his mouth sent electric jolts through her, making her nipples harden and her core throb with need. When his lips brushed over her nipples, she gasped, her back arching involuntarily, craving more of his touch.

As his kisses journeyed lower, Amanda's heart raced, her body trembling with excitement. She could feel the heat of his breath against her most intimate place, and it was almost too much to bear. Her thighs quivered, aching to be touched, to be explored. When Jackson finally parted her thighs, exposing her to his hungry gaze, Amanda felt a surge of vulnerability and exhilaration.

His eyes, dark and intense, met hers as he kissed the inside of her thigh, marking her with his teeth. The sudden nip sent a shockwave of pleasure through her, making her gasp and writhe beneath him. It was a primal claim, a promise of what was to come, and Amanda found herself yearning for more.

When his mouth finally found her clit, Amanda's world exploded into a kaleidoscope of sensations. His tongue, warm and wet, traced her folds with expert precision, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. Each flick of his tongue against her clit sent her higher, her body tensing as she neared the edge of ecstasy.

Jackson's hands, strong and sure, held her thighs apart, giving him full access to her most sensitive spot. Amanda could feel the rough stubble of his beard against her thighs, adding an extra layer of sensation to the overwhelming pleasure he was giving her. Her moans filled the kitchen, uninhibited and raw, as she surrendered to the intensity of his touch.

With each suckle and lick, Jackson proved his skill, his experience evident in the way he teased and pleasured her. Amanda's body responded eagerly, her hips bucking against his mouth as she chased the climax building deep within her. The world around her faded, leaving only the sensation of Jackson's mouth on her, his tongue exploring every inch of her, driving her closer and closer to the brink.

As the pleasure crested, Amanda's body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her breathless. Jackson continued to devour her, his tongue and lips working in perfect harmony to prolong her ecstasy. In that moment, Amanda was his, completely and utterly, lost in the overwhelming pleasure he had given her.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson loved how she tasted. She was like a fine red wine or perhaps something extremely sweet. The more Jackson tasted her the more he became sure that he was going to make her his. But he was going to steal her from her husband and make sure she would crave going out of her way to be his fantasy and not her husband's. That she would even be as willing to cut her husband off sexually if it would please jackson.

His tongue continued to lap at her pussy lips as he cleaned her of her juices before he buried his tongue within and pulled her to him. His hands moved up to cup one of her breasts in the palm of his hands and his fingers sunk in to the small fleshy mound. She was perfect size for his needs. Sure she may never be able to tit fuck him like someone who had a bigger chest but it didn't mean that she didn't have other qualities. Especially since she was flexible and light that he could easily pick her up and fuck her while carrying her.

That it seemed as though she was a curious sexual creature that was about to have her Awakening and it would all be because of jackson. But even more was the fact that he was positive that the adventures he would have exploring her sexuality with her would be far superior than just some slut that he would find that would only be interested in his money. Again his eyes continued to watch her reactions while his tongue slipped in and out repeatedly and drew shapes within her. He even added a little vibration by humming within her pussy so that she would feel pleasure that would be similar to that of a toy.

Nothing could substitute for the real thing and he could tell based on how tight she was that her husband likely was very small. Thatt he would be stretching her beyond her limits and hitting places that likely she herself would never have known were possible or existed. To give her a taste of what being a size queen was all about so that she would never want smaller again. Because the truth of the matter was the saying that most women stated about black men was true. That all the women that he or any of his friends ever fucked never went back to white guys afterwards. But after that they preferred chocolates to vanilla.

Finally when he broke away from her pussy he smiles before leaning up and kissing her again. It was to force her to taste herself on his lips. His tongue forcing its way into her mouth to ravage her and show her that he was the kind of guy who would conquer her. That he wanted to possess her and he was hiding nothing about it.

"I want to feel your mouth on me. I want to show you what I taste like because after today I'm going to indulge in giving you that taste. He said as if his words were law. As if he was making it clear that this was indeed not a one time thing and that he planned on fucking her in the future even if it meant forcing her to cheat by her husband's back.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's heart raced as she felt the weight of Jackson's desire pressing against her. His aggressive kiss left her breathless, her own taste mingling with his, a heady mix of lust and anticipation. She broke away, her hands trembling as she reached for the cock she knew would satisfy her deepest cravings, already freed from any constraint.

As his thick, black cock swayed free between his muscular thighs, Amanda's eyes widened with a mix of awe and hunger. She dropped to her knees, her hands wrapping around his shaft, feeling its power and promise. She started with a tentative lick, her tongue tracing the veins that pulsed with his arousal. The taste of him was musky and intoxicating, sending shivers down her spine. She took him into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate his size, her tongue swirling around his sensitive head.

Jackson's hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements, urging her to take more of him. Amanda moaned, the vibrations echoing around his cock, her own arousal building with each bob of her head. She could feel the power in his grip, the dominance in his touch, and it only spurred her on, her mouth working him with a fervor born of desperation and need.

Her own juices still coated her thighs, a reminder of the pleasure Jackson had already given her. The memory of his tongue delving into her depths, exploring her most intimate places, sent fresh waves of desire coursing through her. She could almost feel his hands cupping her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, as if he were still there, still touching her, still claiming her.

Amanda's own hands found their way to her breasts, mimicking Jackson's touch, her nipples hardening under her own caress. She could feel the wetness between her legs, the ache for more, for everything he promised. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking friction, seeking release, as her mouth continued its worship of his cock.

The taste of him, the feel of him, the knowledge of what he intended to do to her, filled her with a wild abandon. She was his, completely and utterly, ready to be used, ready to be taken, ready to be everything he desired. Her mouth worked faster, her hands gripping his thighs, her body trembling with anticipation of what was to come.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson could not help himself as she slid down to her knees. Her hands wrapping around his cock had him smiling as he knew that her look of awe was not unusual and was quite genuine. He knew he was the largest man she had ever hide or seen and it fed his ego. When her tongue finally touched his cock again let out a moan that was deep and primal. The mine had been crossed and he knew that she was serious about cheating on her husband with him. That she had thrown caution to the wind and he was more than happy to take full advantage.

This was proven by the fact that his hands gripped her hair tightly as she began to take him into her mouth. She would need to grow accustomed to his size and quickly if she was too deep throat him. We're at the very least if she intended to try anyways. His own hips moving just slightly to show just how urgent and eager he was to claim her as his woman. To make her his snow bunny and black her properly. Precum leaked from his cock head as she continued to suckle and worship His meat pole with everything that she had.

Clearly she had potential and Jackson was eager to train her in all the ways of pleasuring and why black men are superior to inferior males like her husband. Even now her husband was working hard to make Jackson money while Jackson fucked his wife. The irony was delicious and too good not to focus on. It revved his engines and made him all the more eager fuck her like the little slut she was. When he was close he pulled her off of his cock before grinning. It's time to give you what you so eagerly desire. Jackson stated as he helped her back to her feet before turning her to face the table and bending her over it so that her ass was presented to him and her feet barely touched the ground. Just in that moment his phone went off.

Annoyance flashed over his facial features before he picked it up to see who it was. A smile formed on his lips as he noticed it was her husband before picking it up. Jackson here. Troy how are things going on in the office? He asked allowed so that she would know that it was her husband on the phone while Jackson grabbed his cock and began to rub the head against her wet eager pussy. He was teasing her and he knew that she would be ripe for the picking. "No I'm just taking care of a project at home. I probably won't be in the office today." He said as he began to slowly push in.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Her mind raced with a mix of guilt and pleasure. She was cheating on her husband, but the thrill of it was intoxicating. The way Jackson handled her, the confidence he exuded, made her feel alive. "I'm his now," she thought, "I'm his to take and use."

Suddenly, Jackson pulled her off his cock, leaving her gasping and wanting more. He lifted her effortlessly, his strong hands manipulating her body with ease. She found herself bent over the kitchen counter, her ass exposed and vulnerable. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of anticipation and need. "Please, just take me," she begged silently, "I need you inside me."

But just as she was on the brink of fulfillment, Jackson's phone rang. He picked it up, and Amanda's heart sank as she heard her husband's voice on the other end. Jackson's teasing began anew, his cock rubbing against her wet, eager pussy. The irony of the situation was not lost on her. "He's fucking me while my husband talks to him," she thought, a mix of humiliation and excitement coursing through her veins. "I'm his little slut, and he's going to use me."

Jackson's voice was calm and collected as he spoke to her husband, but his actions told a different story. He was teasing her, building her desire to a fever pitch. "Please," she begged silently, "Please, just fuck me."

But he continued to tease, his cock sliding against her folds, never quite entering her. The frustration was almost unbearable, and she found herself on the edge of desperation. "I need him," she thought, "I need him to fill me, to claim me."

The phone call dragged on, and with each passing second, Amanda's need grew more intense. She was a mess of desire and frustration, her body aching for release. "He's going to make me beg," she realized, "And I will. I'll do anything for him."

Her thoughts were a blur of need and anticipation, her body trembling with desire. She was his to command, his to use, and she was eager to submit to his every whim. The phone call was a cruel tease, a reminder of the power he held over her. And she loved every second of it.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson smiled as he could see from the look she was giving him that his teasing of her was having quite the effect. And if her pussy being as wet as it was was any indication it was clear that she craved him to claim her. That ultimately she was eager to cheat and toss away her vows so easily if it meant getting fucked by the man she had been shamelessly flirting with the past couple weeks. That ultimately he had given her a taste and she wanted the whole thing.

Who was he to deny her such a pleasure. And yet he wanted her to beg for him to claim her. To put her in her place and to force her to realize that she was holding herself back. That her marriage was unfulfilling comparatively to what Jackson was offering her. Yet he made no move to push in what he know that the moment he did her world would fully collapse entirely and would be ready for him to rebuild her into his perfect snow bunny. This conversation with her husband Troy dragged on as Troy seemed to have a million questions before at last Jackson smiled.

"I'm sorry Troy but I've got to get back to my project. If you have any further questions just text me. I want those reports on my desk tomorrow. I look forward to seeing your results." He said as Troy wished him luck on his own project and the irony was not lost on jackson. After all Troy had basically just wished him luck and corrupting and fucking his wife even if he didn't realize it. Jackson finally hung up the phone and looked to Amanda with a smile.

"You seem to really enjoy that. You're even more wet than when I started that call. How eager and needy are you? Yeah has his hands return to gripping her ass and spreading her cheeks while his cock twitched and anticipation of the meal to be had. Beg for it. Tell me exactly what you want and crave. I want to hear how you want my superior cock in that pussy of yours. I want to hear how badly you want me to show you why black men are better than that of your husband." He said knowing what he was doing was cruel but at the same time he wanted to hear her destroy her own marriage with her own words.

He wanted her to embrace the woman she was to be and do so willingly. The head of his cock still tracing longer lips before he pushed in just a little so the head began to sink in but only the head as he didn't want to give her the full thing. Just a taste to make her go over the edge.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's naked body quivered with anticipation as she leaned over the cold marble counter, her ass pressed against Jackson's crotch. The hard, unyielding surface beneath her breasts only heightened her awareness of her own vulnerability and need. Her mind raced, a chaotic mix of shame and desire, each thought more intense than the last.

"Oh god, Jackson," she thought, her inner voice a desperate plea. "I need him. I need his cock inside me. I can't wait any longer." Her pussy was soaked, the wetness coating her inner thighs, a testament to her overwhelming arousal. She could feel the head of his cock, thick and hard, pressing against her entrance, teasing her with the promise of fulfillment.

She tried to push back, to force him deeper, but his strong hands gripped her hips, holding her in place. "Not yet, Amanda," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "You have to beg for it. You have to admit what you want."

Her mind reeled, the shame and desire battling for control. She knew what she had to do. She had to let go, to embrace the wanton creature she had become.

"Jackson," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her breath fogging up the marble. "I want your cock. I need your big, black cock inside me. Please, fuck me. Show me why you're better than him. Show me what I've been missing."

The words spilled from her lips, raw and unfiltered, echoing in the room. She felt a rush of shame, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming need coursing through her veins.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson watched as she seem to think about his words. As if she had been debating what she actually wanted. He could see the arousal in her eyes, the need that she couldn't hide. But she also didn't leap right away which showed that she at least wasn't completely a slut. But as he had predicted she eventually gave in. That she proved that she was all in on making their relationship of reality. To cross that final line that no wife should cross. She begged for it and she was clear in what she wanted.

His smile remained warm and confident as his hands continued to play with her ass. He didn't make her wait too long before his hips pushed forward to feed her pussy is inches. She wasn't virgin tight but he could tell that she definitely wasn't accustomed to someone as big as him. This was obvious with how tight she was and how much resistance he was getting from her. And the deeper he went the harder it was to push in.

He was determined though to fully bury himself into her and to stretch her far beyond anything she was used to so that he would loosen her completely for her husband. So that he would teach her that his size was the only thing that would actually be able to get her off like she truly craved. Inch after inch was slowly worked into her as sweat coated his skin while he had a determined look on his face. In and out, in and out. His hips continued to saw himself into her like a battering ram trying to invade completely and conquer her insides. The sound of his hand connecting with her ass broke the silence as he let out a grown.

"My God your husband must have been small. This is top quality pussy amanda. You're fucking so tight. I'm going to enjoy teaching you everything about my cock and ruining you for anyone like your husband's permanently." He said with a growl until it lasts he felt his balls press and rest against her clit as he was finally all the way in. His eyes looking into hers with triumph as he knew he was far deeper than her husband never gone because about halfway through is where she became almost vice-like tight. That he struggled from that point to fully bury himself into her that he was hitting places that she likely had never felt before.

He knew he was likely pressing towards her most sensitive insides and he wondered just exactly where her G-spot was. It would likely need to develop that as well so that sex with her husband would never feel the same way again. At least until he got her so hooked on it being fucked by him that he could convince her to stop having sex with her husband all together. After all a snow bunny is loyal to her man and he was going to become her man.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's mind was a whirlwind of erotic thoughts and desires as she stood there, her body trembling with anticipation. The touch of Jackson's hands on her ass sent shivers down her spine, each caress igniting a fire within her that she couldn't control. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy already slick with need, yearning for the promise of pleasure that Jackson's words had teased.

As Jackson's hips pushed forward, the head of his cock pressed against her entrance, and Amanda's breath hitched. She was acutely aware of the stark contrast between her husband's modest size and Jackson's impressive girth. The sensation of being stretched, of being filled beyond her imagination, was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her inner muscles clenched around him, a mix of resistance and desperate desire.

With each inch he pushed inside, Amanda felt herself surrendering, her body yielding to the invasion. The sensation was overwhelming, a blend of pleasure and pain that left her gasping. Sweat beaded on her skin, and she could hear the wet sounds of her arousal as he slowly worked himself deeper. Her hips moved involuntarily, pushing back against him, seeking more of the delicious fullness.

Jackson's words, a growl of satisfaction, echoed in her mind. "Top quality pussy, Amanda. You're fucking so tight." The praise sent a rush of pride and lust through her veins. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock stretched her, filling her completely. Her pussy pulsed around him, the sensation of being so utterly possessed driving her to the brink of madness.

Her gaze was fixed on the sliding glass door, the sight of her own house a stark reminder of the reality she was abandoning. But in that moment, all she could think about was the pleasure, the blissful stretch of her pussy, and the knowledge that she was being taken in a way she had never experienced before.

As Jackson's hips moved, his cock sliding in and out of her with deliberate strokes, Amanda could feel the pressure building. Her hips bucked against him, meeting each thrust with a whorish eagerness. The sound of his hand connecting with her ass was a sharp sting, but it only served to heighten her arousal, pushing her closer to the edge.

Her inner monologue churned with a mix of worship and need. "Oh God, yes. Fuck me harder. Use me. Make me yours." The words echoed in her mind, a desperate plea for more. She could feel her orgasm building, a coil of tension that threatened to explode at any moment.

Jackson's cock hit a spot deep inside her, a place she had never known existed, and Amanda cried out, her body convulsing as the orgasm tore through her. She whorishly orgasmed around his cock, her pussy clenching and releasing in waves of pleasure. The sensation was so intense, so all-consuming, that she could barely breathe.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Amanda remained bent over the counter, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She could feel Jackson's cock, still hard and deep inside her, a reminder of the pleasure she had just experienced. Her mind was a blur of erotic thoughts, her body aching for more, but content in the knowledge that she had been thoroughly and blissfully stretched, awakened to a new level of pleasure.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson moaned deeply as he felt her clamp down on it. She was clearly coming from his cock and doing so in such a primal way. You could feel her pussy juices oozing over his balls and shaft as he leaned in and pulled her to him. His lips found hers register thus claiming one of the few remaining virtues that she had saved for her husband. By the time he was done with her she would be completely his and there would be nothing she would deny him. But all of those things he would make sure she would deny her husband because he was going to make her his exclusively.

His hand wrapped around her throat gently to show he was in control as his hips moved slowly so that she could feel every inch moving within her. And when he got down to almost the hilt he would slam the last inch in. He would repeat this several times knowing full well that he was hitting the exact spot that forced her into her orgasm. Almost as if he was pounding that specific spot and developing it into a place where you would crave. A spot that her husband would be unable to reach thus making him an inadequate lover. When he broke the kiss Jackson looked her in the eye as he held her near his face while bending her back just a little bit. It allowed him to put his full weight into fucking her.

"You're mine now amanda. You know full well that's I'm going to use this pussy everyday I'm going to stretch it out and make it mine. You could feel your insides changing shape can't you? You becoming a snow bunny only made my big black cock. When I call you and tell you that I'm hard I want you to drop your panties and it really race over. And when your husband is on a company trip I expect you to welcome me into your home eagerly as well as into your bed so that I can show you how a real man uses every last bit of furniture in your house. That way whenever you look at your husband you'll smile because you know for well that he's sitting at a place that you've been fucked or is eating at a table that you've been fucked on or showering in a shower where I've pounded you. That he's sleeping in a bed that we've stained with our bodies." He said as he reached around with his other hand and cupped one of her breasts and palming it like it was a small waterballoon in his grasp.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's body was a symphony of sensations, each one more intense than the last. She could feel Jackson's cock, thick and hard, pulsing inside her, claiming every inch of her. Her pussy was slick with her own juices, coating him as he moved in and out, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Her inner muscles clenched around him, milking him, urging him deeper.

"Oh, Jackson," she thought, her mind a haze of desire. "He's going to ruin me for anyone else. He's going to make me his, completely and utterly."

His lips found hers, fierce and demanding, and she surrendered to the kiss. It was a claiming, a promise of what was to come. Her body arched against his, her breasts pressing into his chest, the hard peaks of her nipples aching for his touch. She could feel his hand on her throat, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to make her feel his control. It was a heady sensation, being at his mercy, knowing he could do whatever he wanted to her.

"Every inch of me is his," she thought, her mind spinning. "He's going to use me, stretch me, make me his completely."

His hips moved with a deliberate slowness, teasing her, drawing out her pleasure. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as he moved, each stroke hitting that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. He was right; he was claiming that spot, making it his, and she knew that no one else would ever be able to reach it the way he could.

"You're mine now, Amanda," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm going to use this pussy every day. I'm going to stretch it out, make it mine. You'll feel your insides changing shape, becoming a snowy bunny only made for my big black cock."

Amanda's breath hitched at his words. She could imagine it, her body molded to his, shaped by him, for him. Her pussy clenched at the thought, and she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her.

"And when your husband is on a company trip, I expect you to welcome me into your home eagerly, into your bed. I'm going to show you how a real man uses every last bit of furniture in your house. That way, whenever you look at your husband, you'll smile because you know he's sitting at a place that you've been fucked, eating at a table that you've been fucked on, showering in a shower where I've pounded you. That he's sleeping in a bed that we've stained with our bodies."

Amanda's mind reeled at the thought. Her body, her home, her husband's things, all stained with their passion, their lust. It was a heady thought, and she knew that she was completely lost to him. She was his, now and always. Her pussy clenched around him again, urging him deeper, begging for more. She wanted him to fill her, to claim her, to make her his in every way possible.

"Please, Jackson," she whispered, her voice breathless with desire. "Use me. Make me yours. I want to be your little snow bunny, always. I promise to be obedient, to do whatever you want. I'm yours, completely and utterly. Please, take me, claim me, make me yours forever."

Amanda's body trembled with anticipation, her mind completely focused on pleasing him, on being his perfect little snow bunny. She was ready to surrender everything to him, to let him use her body in any way he desired. She was his, and she would do anything to prove her devotion.

 

[frost11111]

Jackson found her response to be delightful. His smile confident as he took her words as challenge. She wanted him to claim her and make her his in every way. Who was he to deny such a beautiful potential snow bunny from learning about the pleasures of having a black lover. Especially when that lover was bigger and better in bed than her husband, he thought with a wicked smile. His hips moved with intent as he very much wanted to give her what she craved most. His balls slapped her clit each time he pushed in.

Jackson could feel pleasure mounting in his balls and he know that he would not be far behind. But he wanted to force her to experience another mind shattering orgasm before he filled her. He wanted her to feel what it was like for a real man to fuck his woman to completion and then breed her like the little slut she was. He could almost imagine her heading home after her husband got home and for her to greet her husband with a tank full of her neighbors come. Thought of her kissing him while his seat jostled within each time she moved. The thought of her denying her husband sex because she was too sore from the pounding sheet took from her superior black lover.

It was all too delicious and Jackson knew that he was going to continue to train and mold her until she would never tell him no. That she would wear what he wanted her to wear and do what he wanted her to do. That he would train her until she was always ready for him and a moment's notice. The thought of him demanding that she dropped her panties and her doing it eagerly and immediately without so much as questioning him had him pulsing within her. His group of her throat was firm as he continued to growl while his hips sped up.

He was chasing his orgasm and he knew that she would understand this well he continued to pound and develop her most sensitive spots. Finally without warning he pushed in his deep as he could till he was at the hilt and his balls pressed against her clit before pulling up so that she could feel him preparing to dump his load in. With loud roar he felt himself erupt within as his cock began to pump every last drop that he had.

Wave after wave of the seed was pumped into her like a hose pumping water and he knew that he was filling her without any protection. He was positive that this was something she probably did not do very often with her husband and he also knew that she wouldn't be doing it with her husband anymore. After all he was marking her and there was nothing anyone else could say or do about it to convince her otherwise.

 

[Lewd.Katie44]

Amanda's body is a landscape of pleasure, each nerve ending singing with intensity as Jackson fills her completely. She's stretched to her limits, a sensation both overwhelming and exhilarating. Her inner monologue is a whirlwind of desire and surrender. "Oh God, he's so deep, so thick. I've never felt anything like this before. I'm his, utterly and completely."

Her thoughts race as Jackson's hips move with a rhythm that's both brutal and beautiful. Each thrust pushes her closer to the edge, his balls slapping against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her entire body. "I'm so full, so gloriously fucked. I never want this to end. I want him to claim me, to mark me as his."

The heat building in her core is almost unbearable, a sensation so intense it's bordering on pain. But Amanda craves it, wants more. She wants Jackson to fill her, to pump her full of his seed. The thought sends her spiraling into another orgasm, her body convulsing around him, milking him for everything he's got.

Jackson roars, a primal sound that echoes through the room as he explodes inside her. Amanda feels his hot seed flooding her womb, unprotected and unapologetic. It's a claim, a possession, and she surrenders to it completely. "Yes, mark me. Fill me. I'm yours." Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing over her as he fills her to the brim.

As they collapse together, their bodies slick with sweat and their combined fluids dripping down Amanda's thighs, she knows that she's forever changed. She's been claimed, marked, and she'll never be the same. Amanda is a cheating mess, naked and sated, and she's never felt more alive.

Her mind races with thoughts of what this means. Will her husband notice the change in her? Will he see the satisfaction in her eyes, know that she's been thoroughly fucked by a real man? The idea of greeting him with Jackson's seed still inside her, of kissing him while his seed shifts within her, sends a thrill through her body. "I'm his little slut now, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Amanda knows that Jackson has plans for her, that he wants to train her, to mold her into his perfect little plaything. The thought both excites and terrifies her. But she's willing to submit, to let him take control. She wants to please him, to worship him, to be everything he desires.

As she lies there, spent and sated, Amanda knows that her life has changed forever. She's been claimed, possessed, and she's never going back. She's Jackson's now, and she's ready to embrace whatever that means.