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Right now my husband Mario LaRue is screaming like a madman. And I’m the reason why this big and tall Black man is howling like a little bitch. You see, I’ve got a twelve-inch strap-on dildo buried deep inside his well-lubricated asshole. I call it the Ass Stretcher. And once I fuck you with it, you’ll never be the same. The name is Malika Jean-Renaud and I am a Housewife slash Professional Dominatrix of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, short-haired and kind of curvy and big-bottomed, with glistening dark brown skin. I am a self-styled Man Breaker. And a Woman Breaker too. With my strap-on dildo, my whip and my mean words, I can work wonders.

I am quite good at what I do, folks. That’s why I do it professionally. Every human being has a breaking point. Male or female, Black or White, straight or gay. There are really no exceptions. Myself I was broken and remade by the Master and Mistress who first taught me. Every dominant Master or Mistress worthy of the name starts out as a Submissive. That’s the only way you can learn. And then you become stronger, you overcome your limitations and you become a controller instead of the controlled. Along the way you learn that Submission is a Gift given and not something which can be taken.

You see, all the things that I’m doing to Mario here, I’m doing with his consent. That’s why he’s face down and ass up on the living room carpet. He wants to be. Just last week, I had tons of fun with a rich White woman from the Republic of South Africa, Sandra Vollmer. This tall, forty-something, blonde-haired and green-eyed lesbian had a thing for bossy Black women.

Yeah, you read right. And Black women don’t get any bossier than me. So I happily made her dreams come true. I tied her up, and proceeded to beat her within an inch of her life with my thick Black leather whip. I didn’t spare any part of her body. Her face, her breasts, her back, her legs and her ass. Oh, and her hairy cunt too. All felt the wrath of my whip. And then I made her suck my strap-on dildo before fucking her pussy and asshole with it. istanbul travesti And afterwards, she thanked me for a wonderful time and I found myself eleven hundred dollars richer.

You might be surprised by all of this. Truly, don’t be. Seriously. People are rarely what they appear to be. I’ve met wealthy female executives who enjoy being dominated by both men and women. And I’ve met waiters and male nurses who are actually the most dominant of men in the bedroom. Guys who get bossed around all day are bossier in bed. And women in power positions love to get dominated. Lots of queer White women get off on being sexually dominated by women of color. Just call it an interracial power exchange, queer style. Whatever. People have all kinds of sexual needs, fantasies and kinks. What they’re into will almost always surprise you if you’re Vanilla. A seasoned BDSM Practitioner like myself has learned to expect the unexpected.

Yeah, I have lots of fun these days. Both in my personal life and my professional life. A lot of people think the life of a housewife is boring. Well, I am not your ordinary housewife. I hold a bachelor’s degree in business from the University of Ottawa. And I’m going back to school to earn my MBA in a few months. My husband Mario is a Constable with the Toronto Police Service. We met while I was visiting my older brother James Blanco at York University.

Mario and I are birds of a feather. He’s Bisexual, like me. Since we live in a prejudiced world where queer women are thought of as hot but Gay and Bisexual men are loathed, Mario keeps his Bisexuality to himself. I’m more than okay with him being Bisexual. I encouraged him to experiment, albeit safely ( condoms, always) and discreetly. He’s had a few male encounters with my consent since we got married, and we’re both happy with this arrangement.

Life is fun when you know who you are and what you want. My sweet Mario wasn’t into BDSM when we met but I’ve since introduced him to the wonders of BDSM. Make that Black on Black BDSM. Our way is more fun and more intense. I opened up a whole new world for him. And now he can’t get enough. istanbul travestileri That’s why he came to me this fine Saturday night hoping I was in the mood for some fun. Truth be told, I wasn’t in the mood for any BDSM. However, I just can’t resist a sexy Black man who begs.

Mario knew exactly how to push my buttons and before I knew it, I was taking my tools out of my erotica drawer for some wicked evening delights. Once we got going, I found myself really thankful that he wanted to play. I was a bit horny and this is exactly what I needed, whether I realized it or not. Earlier, Mario had fucked me so thoroughly he left me sore. Well, make that pleasurably sore. Oh, yeah.

My man knew how to lay pipe. He came to me while I was in the bathroom. Without a word being spoken, he unzipped his pants, freeing his nine-inch, uncircumcised dick. My dick. I licked my lips and grabbed his cock. Then I began sucking him off. I fondled his hairy balls while sucking him off. I sucked Mario until he came, then I drank his cum. I love the taste of his cum. Tastier, saltier and stronger than other men I had been with.

Once I sucked the last drop of his cum, a very horny Mario took me roughly. He just propped me against the wall and slammed his dick into my pussy. He fucked me like he was paying for it, suckling at my tits and even biting me while thrusting into me with all of his might. I wrapped my legs around him, welcoming him inside of me. I love rough sex. The nonstop action continued with him bending me over the kitchen counter and using olive oil on my ass.

Mario likes the rough stuff. He spanked my butt and even smeared some oil between my cheeks. I grinned, knowing what he wanted. I spread my ass cheeks for him. Mario rubbed his cock against my backdoor, then pushed it inside. And just like that, he began fucking me in the ass. I took a deep breath as he worked his cock into my ass. I like anal sex, both giving and receiving. However, it’s got to be done right. Mario’s got a big dick and when it’s in my ass, he’s got to follow my directions. Otherwise we’re going to have problems.

Mario travesti istanbul and I established a nice, easy rhythm as he fucked my ass. I loved the feel of his dick in my ass. Stretching my asshole nice and easy. My man was very patient and we had plenty of lubricant. I fingered my wet pussy as he slammed his cock in my ass. Working me over like that, he actually made me cum. By shooting his cum deep inside of me. Now, I have cum many times before while getting sexed by my husband but an orgasm triggered during anal sex was a rare occurrence. Yep. All of a sudden it was my turn to scream like a madwoman. And I loved it! All that happened hours ago, before Mario begged me to drill him with my strap-on dildo. Since he had been so nice to me earlier, taking care of all my needs, I couldn’t refuse him.

And that’s how we ended up here. With him face down and ass up on the carpet and me kneeling behind him. I hold his hips tightly while slamming the dildo up his ass. Mario strokes his cock while I fuck him. I slam my dildo even deeper into his ass. I want him to really feel it. The way I felt it hours earlier when he fucked me like anal sex was going out of style. To add insult to proverbial injury, I did to him what he did to me. I pressed a special button on my mechanized strap-on dildo and unleashed a torrent of hot, artificial cum deep inside Mario’s ass.

Mario screamed like he was about to die or something. I laughed and smacked his ass while riding him. His body trembled and he collapsed on the floor. I held him tenderly, while keeping my strap-on dildo inside of him. He was panting and sweating profusely. I kissed him gently. He moaned his thanks. I smiled. Victory was mine. No question about it, I am the Boss. In every damn way you can think of. You heard it here first.

Hours later, Mario and I were still glowing from the awesome sexual escapades we’ve been having ever since our sons Jeremy and Henry came home from College and went to visit my parents in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. We’ve got the house entirely to ourselves for the first time in ages and we’ve done it over practically every inch of our real estate. Hey, we’re trying to make up for lost time, you know? When you’re in a relationship that matters to you, you had damn well better keep the home fires burning. And that’s exactly what Mario and I are doing these days. We’re very happy together.

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