It Seemed Like A Dream, Except…

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It Seemed Like A Dream, Except…[For A & T, and for all white couples, married, or single, who wish to do the most significant thing in counteracting centuries of institutional racism the world over!]Tomas hadn’t had sex with his wife Mara since they had gone to Kenya for their two week vacation, nearly four months earlier; and not since they had met Omar in Nairobi in order for Mara to be impregnated by him. The plan had worked to perfection. Not only had the three of them met up, but Omar had proven to be an incredibly enthusiastic lover, and he hadn’t been the least bit intimidated with Tomas being there with them in the same room—and they met up at he and Mara’s hotel room almost every day and had had incredibly passionate sex. Mara was now confirmed to be pregnant. The home pregnancy test had indicated this was the case, and the OB-GYN had confirmed it without a doubt. The doctor had congratulated the two of them. They had no idea, of course, that someone else had been the biological father of the baby, and they had naturally assumed it had been Tomas.On the way home from the OB-GYN Tomas had been silently exuberant, and so, too, was Mara. “I’m pregnant.” Mara has said as they drove home. The way she said it was one of awe. Tomas felt the same way, of course. His wife was pregnant! Amazing. Fantastic—even if he, himself, was not the father! The fact that he was not the father of the baby that was now growing inside Mara’s womb did not disturb or anger aliağa escort him in the least. After all, they had both deliberately chosen not to have a baby together, but to have some other man do the honors; and it had been Mara who had wanted it to be by not just any black man, but an AFRICAN man in particular; and Omar had been the perfect choice!As Tomas lay next to Mara in their bed at home, and as he was picturing in his minds eye the sight of Omar’s massive black cock (so much bigger than Tomas’ was by a considerable margin!) as it worked it’s way deep inside Mara’s tight vagina, his own smaller white cock stiffened in response, just as it had in the hotel room in Nairobi!He raised up and leaned over Mara and kissed her breasts, one after the other, and then smiling down into her face he told her he loved her very much; and she smiled back up at him. They kissed. Then Tomas slowly kissed his way down between her breasts, and then to her ever-so-slightly swollen belly, where Omar’s baby was nestled, warm and safe, and growing daily. Then he moved around and got between Mara’s long, slender, and shapely legs as she spread them farther apart for him. There was a part of him that wanted to feel his own cock sliding into Mara’s pussy, but he had vowed not to do any such thing—or at least perhaps not until she’d given birth! So instead, he continued to kiss her tummy, and then, slowly, he worked his way down to her neatly folded labia. They were such escort aliağa a delicate shade of pale pink; like the unfurled bud of a rose it reminded him of!He could smell her womanly scent there; a scent that had always drawn him like a magnet. He extended his tongue and began gently licking over her pussy lips, and, as he did, Mara sighed out loud her approval; and this encouraged Tomas to probe further with his tongue.It was such a powerful feeling of excitement for Tomas as he continued to lick and lick over his wife’s labia, knowing, in the back of his mind, that another man had gotten his wife pregnant; and he had that thought, he could clearly recall the sight of Omar’s huge black cock as he and Mara fucked, and fucked, and fucked some more those days of exhilaration. Their skin color contrast had been absolutely amazing. Like the darkest of dark chocolate next to the palest of creamy smoothness! As he continued lick Mara’s pussy, Tomas’ cock was practically rock hard, even though considerably smaller than Omar’s.The urge to fuck Mara was strong, but he had promised that he wouldn’t—until perhaps after Omar’s baby had been safely born, and then, maybe, perhaps then he would resume doing so. But not now. For now, Mara’s womb was still the sole repository of Omar’s seed; one of which had found it’s target, and was now busily growing!Tomas spent a considerable amount of time, and attention, on giving Mara as much pleasure as he could, orally; and she aliağa escort bayan seemed to have quite a few orgasms before he finished. When he resumed snuggling next to Mara, she encouraged him to relieve himself now, and he did so. This time, Mara assisted, and as he laid there, on his back, as she stroked his small, but hard cock, he relaxed into the growing sensation of bliss. When he came, he opened his eyes and watched as Mara kept stroking his cock as he spurted a surprisingly large amount of his own semen; and as he came, he kept groaning with the undeniable pleasure of the climax (made strangely all the more intense for NOT having had intercourse with Mara since Kenya)!They laid together in silence for several moments after this. Mara raised up and leaning over Tomas, she kissed him, very gently, very tenderly, on the mouth. Smiling down into his face, she said: “I love you.” Hearing her say that was the most wonderful thing Tomas could imagine ever hearing from her. That she was carrying another man’s baby couldn’t detract from that fact. Indeed, and as strange it might seem to most men, most husbands especially, that fact that Mara was pregnant by someone other than him, made him love her even more, rather than less!It had seemed like a dream almost, except that Tomas knew better. Mara was, indeed, carrying Omar’s c***d,and he, himself, was glad she was! Maybe none of their future c***dren would be ‘his,’ in a genetic sense, and if that proved to be so, then he was fine with it. Mara having only black (African) babies seemed fitting, and for him to not pass on his genes also seemed equally fitting; even ‘just.’ It was the least Tomas could do; and that was quite a lot!The End

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