Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Defiled Young Housewife: EP34

Reggie smiled handing Dave the bottle of Michelob he had already opened for him in the kitchen, condensation dripping down the cold glass like beads of sweat. "Here you go, bro. Drink up." After bumping bottles with Reggie in a toast, Dave guzzled his third brew.

A little while later, Dave dozed off, the dim glow from the television providing the only light in the room and giving each of their complexions a ghostly appearance.

Christy had fallen asleep as well, her head resting on Reggie's shoulder. Reggie's hand rubbed her inner thigh and then stealthily moved to her crotch. He unbuttoned her pants and slid his hand inside her panties.

"Oh, yes, oh, that feels good," Christy quietly murmured in her sleep. "Oh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you." She was having a familiar dream as he masturbated her. She awoke, grabbed his wrist and tried prying his hand out of her pants. "No, Reggie. Stop. Not now and not here. Dave will wake up and see us," she whispered. If Dave woke it wouldn't be good.

"He ain't waking up tonight, so don't you worry about him, baby. I've taken care of that."

Christy wasn't sure exactly what Reggie meant, but he pulled her onto his lap as if Dave wasn't there.

Reggie's fingers moved faster inside Christy's pants and her face contorted from an orgasm. "No, please stop," she quietly mewled, Reggie defiantly pulling down her jeans and panties right in front of her husband.

Wet sounds filled the room. They faced Dave with her legs spread open as she straddled Reggie's lap.

Reggie flashed Dave the pink insides of his wife's glistening pussy, gingerly separating her labia with his black fingers. Dave, however, peacefully slept, ignorant of all that was occurring in front of him.

How could he just sleep there like that while Reggie molested her right in front of him? How could he let this keep happening to her without ever coming to her rescue? She twisted with discomfort, Reggie's arm around her thin waist holding her in his lap. Her fidgeting subsided as orgasm approached. Reggie removed Christy's shirt and bra, his hand sliding to her cute breasts, tweaking her nipples, and his other hand working her quivering pussy. Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, fearful of Dave waking and seeing them, and angry that he kept sleeping and didn't help her.

Reggie pulled down his gym shorts and placed his enormous, brown cock inside Christy's tight, pink cunt. Her tiny body writhed on his huge pole, his fingers messaging her engorged clit. His black rod travelled in and out of her tight pink folds. The way his entire cock fit inside her seemed to defy the laws of physics. Dave continued peacefully sleeping while his gorgeous wife was fucked by Reggie right in front of him.

She silently squirmed in Reggie's lap, trying to stop before Dave woke; but Dave never opened his eyes.

Reggie took his time. He grabbed Christy's chin, turned her face and they French-kissed.

"Mmmm, mmmm," Christy moaned while his tongue explored her mouth. Her hips began moving with more determination, euphoria bonding them together along with his deep penetration Dave was incapable of delivering. She didn't care anymore if Dave saw them. Dave, it seemed, had been asleep since Reggie moved in with them - all those times he went to work and left her for Reggie to take.

Reggie came and his semen filled her completely, flowing down his shaft, while her throbbing cunt milked every squirt from him. It was the wee hour of the morning when Christy left his lap. She spoke softly into his ear, "Come to bed with me, okay?"

Reggie gladly followed and the two went to bed, leaving Dave alone in the living room to sleep off what Reggie had secretly put in his beer.

*************

Spring and Summer had passed, the days grew shorter, and the trees began losing their leaves. The cold night wind carried on lonely conversations with the eaves of the house while Dave slept soundly.

Christy stared into Reggie's dark brown eyes as he prepared to enter her. "Promise me you won't hurt him when he replaces out."

"I promise I'll always take care of you and I won't hurt him."

"Are you sure he won't wake up tonight?"

Reggie sunk his cock into her warm welcoming pussy. "We won't have to worry about him this evening, baby."

They seldom worried about Dave waking anymore, and he was never going to replace out as Christy feared. Reggie secretly had plans for him. An apparent robbery that would turn deadly awaited Dave the next time he worked late night at the warehouse. The only thing that would be left of Dave would be the wedding picture of him on her dresser, watching every night as Reggie fucked the young widow Dave was going to leave behind. Reggie would have Christy entirely to himself, console her without her ever realizing his involvement in Dave's death.

Like Christy, Reggie had also crossed the tenuous line that sometimes separates love from hate. He could never fully loose his resentment for white folks, but Christy was no longer his vessel for punishing them. She became more than just an object of beauty used for his physical gratification. He cared for her and could never let her go.

The sound of lovemaking - the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two souls lost in passion - grew louder. They left the bedroom door ajar as if no one else was in the house, their two shadowy figures moving in unison as moonlight flooded in through the window.

Reggie's time to be with her had arrived. His shrewd decision to quickly seize opportunity and take advantage of a young, desperate couple lacking sense paid off.

"Oh, ooh, yes. Ooh, uh-huh, I'm your girlfriend and I love you, Reggie. You feel so good inside me."

"Oh, yeah, I love you too, baby, more than anything else. You gonna always be mine. I'm never gonna let you go."

Christy's beautiful blue eyes stared into Reggie's dark brown ones as they made love. She had missed her period last month, and that altered her relationship with him entirely. In eight more months, Dave, her relatives, and her friends would all finally know the truth. Her parents and grandmother would be upset that she cheated on her husband and had sex with a black man, but they would live with it. After all, the baby was going to by their grandchild. Dave would be angry, but he would either accept it or end their marriage. Regardless, she would never take an innocent, unborn baby's life, so Reggie was soon to be a permanent part of her family.

Perhaps it was a defensive mechanism that distorted her recollection of how her relationship with Reggie had started- the violence and coercion he had once used on her. As she viewed their history together from greater distances in time, she forgot his early cruelty and overlooked his criminal past. He wanted her more than Dave did. He physically satisfied her more than Dave could, bought her nicer things, and treated her kindly once she had fully accepted him into her life.

The past didn't matter anymore anyway. Part of Reggie was growing inside her. He was the father of the baby in her womb, and her long affair with him would finally become obvious to Dave and everyone else when she gave birth. Everyone would soon know the truth about her relationship with this black man. She loved Reggie and he promised to take care of her and the baby. That was all that mattered.

"Oh, yes, your big black cock feels so good in me. Oh, I'm cumming for you, Reggie. Cum inside me now. I love you, I'll always be your girlfriend, and I'm going to have your beautiful baby."