Chapter 59: Conceive a black baby?Maybe!(3)

It was the date day, and we immediately went to take a shower after meeting, and then Melvin inserted his penis into my vagina and hugged me out of the bathroom, putting me on the bed.

However, what we did this time was very different from the last time.

Although we still hugged and kissed each other, Melvin rarely touched my pussy; and despite my efforts to stroke his hard cock, he did not react much.

This made me wonder if there was something wrong with us.

After a while, after Melvin kissed me for a long time, he stared into my eyes and said softly: Dee, my dear, can you put my 'love cock' into your mouth?I want you to suck my cock and cum.

Something I've been very worried about since dating Melvin has finally happened.

After getting married to my husband, Gary asked me for oral sex many times, but I only had oral sex for him during the weeks when it was not suitable for sex during pregnancy. However, Gary never ejaculated in my mouth. He always quit when he was about to ejaculate and cumed on my chest.

Sometimes, I wanted to satisfy him, let him cum in my mouth, but in the end I could not suppress the disgusting feeling and rejected him.

When I was pregnant with my second child, I also had oral sex for him when it was not suitable for sex. Once I was so happy that Gary forgot to pull his penis out and cumed, which made my mouth and throat smelly semen.

I felt very disgusted and immediately vomited.

I've never had a blowjob for Gary since that time.

Looking at Melvin's longing and begging eyes, I really wanted to satisfy him, but...

Finally, I told him that if he was lying in bed and let me control the way, angle and strength of oral sex, I would have blowjob for him, but he couldn't ejaculate in my mouth.

Melvin agreed to my condition and lay on his back on the bed, his huge, hard penis standing between his legs.

I lay on him, carefully put his big glans into my mouth, and slowly sucked it.

Melvin seemed very excited, and he kept praising me for doing well and thanking me for giving so much for him.

He told me that he wanted to thrust his body hard and fuck my mouth hard, but considering how I felt, he decided not to do that.

I said nothing, just sucked his cock hard and tried to put his cock in my mouth more.

It didn't take long, and I felt that he was about to ejaculate, so I continued to suck and sweep, and said to him: Just cum in my mouth, it doesn't matter.

Then, I sucked his glans tightly with my lips and quickly moved his penis with one hand.

A large amount of semen poured into my mouth and flowed down the corners of my mouth to my chin and the sheets.

After he finished ejaculation, I got up and spit the semen in my mouth into a towel, wiped the semen stuck to his penis and pubic hair, and then lay with him to rest.

That night we had two more normal sex sessions and I had two very exciting climaxes and Melvin cummed twice.

Then, we hugged each other and lay on the bed, enjoying the afterglow of orgasm, while discussing the time for the next date.

I told him that we should limit the date to a maximum of two times a month, otherwise it may arouse my husband's suspicion and dissatisfaction, after all, I still have family and children to take care of.

Finally, Melvin and I agreed that we would date again in two weeks.

On the next date, I had to use a vaginal contraceptive diaphragm as it was my ovulation period.

With this thing, the feeling of sexual intercourse was much worse immediately.

Maybe the feeling of sexual intercourse is actually no different, but the worry and thoughts that the possibility of conceiving a black baby caused me to feel greater stimulation and stronger pleasure, who knows!

There was something else that happened during the date that made me feel even more worried.

Every time Melvin and I have sex in my bedroom, we usually don’t close the door tightly, and the same goes for this date.

Because my eldest son Ryan has asthma, I need to hear whether his breathing is normal when he sleeps. Once something goes wrong, I have to run to his bedroom to see him as soon as possible.

However, just as Melvin shot the semen into my vagina and I also reached a very stimulating orgasm, my youngest son Ian pushed the door and walked into my bedroom.

I only saw the door being pushed open, but I couldn't see Ian in time.

Mommy, I don't feel very comfortable.

He said as he walked into the bedroom.

It happened so suddenly that I immediately thought of getting up and getting out of Melvin's arms, and he quickly rolled down from me and tried to cover myself with a quilt.

I pulled my nightgown and put it on my body randomly, climbed out of bed and took Ian into the bathroom, washed his face, and let him drink some water. Melvin took this opportunity to get up quickly and put on his clothes, and quietly hid in the kitchen.

After I settled my son, I found him in the kitchen and sent him out of the house.

Our date ended in a hurry.

The next morning, when Ian talked to me about last night, he didn't ask about Melvin.

I don't know if he didn't see Melvin, or if he mistakenly thought Melvin for his father.

Anyway, he never mentioned this again.

Later, on another date with Melvin, my husband finally discovered that I was having sex with Melvin on his back.

That night, he felt a little migraine when playing poker with his friend, so he went home early and saw Melvin's car at the door.

Later, he told me that he was sitting in his car and waited until Melvin went out to drive out of my house before he entered the house.

I didn't argue with him when I heard that, but I think he must have lied.

I felt that he must have quietly entered the house and peeped at the scene where Melvin and I were bathing and having sex in the bathroom.

Of course, he has the right to be angry, but he still controls his emotions and does nothing that hurts my body.

We still slept in one bed, but there was a great distance between the two bodies.

Later, we discussed this issue for a long time together.

Gary told me that he had actually suspected that Melvin and I were dating him on my back, but he was not angry because we had sex, but because I didn't tell him in advance.

I admitted to him that it was all my fault. I would never do anything like that on my back in the future, but I also told him that I could not give up on my sexual relationship with Melvin because the taste of affair and affair was so exciting and exciting.

Gary agreed to me continue to interact with Melvin, but he made another request that made me a little unacceptable. He wanted to watch me have sex with Melvin.

I firmly cannot accept his idea because I feel that it is impossible for me to have sex with my lover in front of my husband.

Gary thinks Melvin and I date twice a month is a little less.

In the past, before dating Melvin, Gary and I had sex almost once a week. In fact, for me, I would rather have intimate actions, such as hugging, kissing, hugging each other and watching TV, chatting, etc., and it doesn't have to have sex.

After Melvin became my lover, Gary began to have sex with me more and was willing to spend more time intimate with me.

Gary knew I was a very easy-going person. He could have sex with me at any time, no matter whether I had sexual desire or not, and I never rejected him.

After full communication between us and our wife, although Gary was still a little angry at me dating Melvin with me on my back, she did not stop me from continuing to date with him.

This makes my date with Melvin more convenient.

There were several times when Gary went out to play poker with his friends, Melvin would take me out for dinner and then go back to my house to have sex.

Although I still refuse to have sex with my lover in front of Gary, I no longer avoid having some intimate actions with Melvin in front of him, such as hugging, kissing, etc.

Sometimes, Melvin would rub my breasts or pat my ass in front of Gary. Gary did not express any displeasure, and sometimes even encouraged Melvin with words.

One Saturday night, Melvin invited me out for dinner and took me to a university to watch a drama, which Gary had never done before.

After watching the show, Melvin took me to his apartment.

By this time his sister had moved out of his apartment, but his mother still lived there.

So, when we have sex, we try to keep our voices as low as possible, and when Melvin ejaculates, he doesn't dare to yell like he does at my house.

Ever since my husband learned that I was dating Melvin in private but didn’t allow him to peep, he begged Melvin to take more nude photos of us having sex together while on a date, so after his first ejaculation, Melvin began to fiddle with the camera to take pictures of me.

Although I don't care much about his photos, I still don't want him to take all the scenes that are too explicit.

At the beginning, Melvin and I just took photos of each other's nude lying on the bed, and later he began to focus on my pussy and took photos of his penis stuck in my vagina.

The photo that made me feel most disgusted was that I was lying naked on the bed, spreading my legs apart, and exposing my vagina with my hands pulling my knees. Melvin's semen was flowing out of my swollen vagina.

To be honest, if it weren't for my husband, I would never have agreed to take such lewd and despicable photos.

That night, Melvin didn't allow me to leave his apartment until about one o'clock in the morning and drove me home.

Gary seemed very excited to see me back and couldn't wait to ask me if I had taken pictures of us having sex, saying that he really wanted to see the exciting scenes that made him think about day and night.

I told him that Melvin did take a lot of photos of us having sex, but they were all stored in Melvin's camera and could only be shown to him until it was copied.

In fact, even though I said that, I secretly hoped that there would be something wrong with the camera so that Melvin would not be able to see those lewd photos and download them to his computer.

My husband was excited when he heard me say this, and once again asked every detail of our sex as eagerly as before.

I could only describe the evening date in detail to him as he wanted, but although I wouldn't lie, I wouldn't tell him everything.

A few days later, Melvin came to my house and brought photos of our last sex that had been washed.

I feel very embarrassed to see myself being raped by Melvin on the willful manner, but I also admire Melvin's strong and graceful nude body very much.

My husband was even more excited to see the photos. He praised the photos for being well taken and asked me to collect them well.

Later, I occasionally learned that my husband actually told me about my date with my lover while playing poker with his friends, and was so angry.

It was one day after I dated Melvin about 8 months. A friend's wife of Gary came to my house to play. She told me that when Gary was playing poker with several friends a few days ago, she told her husband and several other friends that I had found a black lover and had dates and sex together almost every Wednesday.

After hearing what she said, I didn't know what to say.

Although I have known this woman for several years, our relationship is not very close.

This woman seemed to be curious about my affairs, constantly asking me about the incident, and who my lover was, etc.

At the same time, she also told me that when she was in college, she had a black lover and she really liked having sex with that black man.

Under her entanglement, I had to admit that I did have a black lover, but didn't tell her more.

At night, when my husband came back from get off work, I made a big fuss about him, complaining that he shouldn't tell his friends about me.

Gary didn't argue, but just smiled and said to me, "It's actually no big deal. There are many cases of women having affairs now. Do you know?"For those men who play poker with me, almost everyone's wife is having sex with other men outside, and there is not only one man!My wife is different from theirs. My wife only has sex with black people!

He said jokingly.

But, for me, it is still not a good thing to confess my sexual secrets in public, and I don't want to tell any friends or acquaintances about my privacy.

Later, I told Melvin what the woman said, hoping that he would not tell his friends about our relationship.

He assured me that he would never do that, but he also told me that he had told several of his close friends that he had fucked a married white cunt and had permission from the woman's husband, but he assured me that he had never mentioned my husband's name.

I believed his words and also understood that men like to show off their romantic encounters.

After maintaining a sexual relationship with Melvin for nearly a year, I almost cut off contact with him because of his child's problems.

One night, Melvin came to my house for a date as usual. He played with my two sons for a while as usual, preparing to coax them into bed and make out with me.

But what he and I didn't expect was that just as he coaxed the two children to the bed and was pulling me toward our bedroom, my eldest son Ryan suddenly said to him seriously: Uncle Mei, my younger brother Ian wants to ask you a question.

Then, he actually giggled and giggled, but this was a little secret, and he didn't want his mother to hear it.

After hearing what he said, I had to walk out of the children's bedroom and stand outside the door and listen to the movement inside.

In the room, both boys laughed loudly, and then I heard Ian say: Are you going to fuck my mom tonight?

Then there was the greater laughter of the children.

So, what do you want me to do?

Melvin asked.

Want Ah!

The two children said in unison.

Melvin held the two children in his arms again, a smug smile appeared on his face.

You heard it, now I'm fucking you, but you've been recognized by your whole family.

Melvin walked out of the children's bedroom and said to me with a big laugh.

I looked at him disapprovingly and told him that Ian must have been what Ryan taught him to say.As a child who is only 3 years old, it is impossible for him to understand what sing means.

That night, Melvin said that terrible word to me for the first time to get pregnant!

I think he is serious, so I feel very worried.

This day was the 18th day of my menstrual cycle. I should have used a vaginal contraceptive diaphragm, but I decided to take a risk.

Because Melvin told me that he really wanted to help my sons realize their wish to have a little sister.

I think if I let you get pregnant, they will be very happy!

Melvin said, they have approved me to sow seeds in your womb, which should be considered the wish and expectation of the entire family!

So Melvin and I had a heated discussion on the issue of pregnancy.

Before, Gary and I have discussed this issue in depth. We all think we should have a child. If we can have a girl, our family will be a perfect family with both children.

Moreover, with our family’s current income and financial situation, we can fully afford to have another child.

Gary and I once planned that after Ian went to elementary school, we would have another child.

Of course, our plan was not to have a baby with Melvin.

I don't want to tell my husband Gary what Ian said to do. Why bother with such annoying thing to disturb him? Let me take it alone.

However, the time I dated Melvin and I still changed a little bit. He came to my house at 8 pm before and came again at 9 o'clock.

There were several times when Gary returned home from poker, Melvin hadn't left, but most of the time he left before Gary got home.