Houston for the weekend

I haven't been to Houston in a month, so I am looking forward to seeing Howard. He is very athletic and has great stamina, so I always enjoy my stay. I flew in yesterday morning to spend as much time with him this weekend as I could, and he was most appreciative. When we talked on Friday, he told me he had several new friends who were anxious to fuck me. Howard always has new friends who want to fuck me.

Howard picked me up at noon and we went straight to his place. He always fucks me as soon as possible. I like that. Howard is very straightforward; no games, no surprises. I love his cock, which is uncut, very large and very black, and I like the way he uses it, so pleasing him is usually pretty easy. Life never seems to get in Howard's way. I've known him for a long time, but I don't know much about him. I don't think he's married, but I 'm not sure. Like so many of the men I see, he keeps a beautiful apartment in the city for parties and such. We fucked three times before the sun went down.

Although Howard knows he owns me when I'm in Houston, he is never rough with me. I sucked his beautiful black cock in the car on the way from the airport to the city and he fingered me once we got off the highway, so I suspected he'd been looking forward to my visit. I've been seeing him for almost four years, and since he always comes in my cunt, there is a chance he is the father of my two-year-old daughter. I like the idea that Howard could be Dana's father. I like that quite a lot.

I guess since this is my first post, I should explain my situation. I am married to my college sweetheart, Dave. He is a nice guy, very white and kind of safe and boring. He makes a good living and we have everything we need or want, but I got frustrated with our sex life almost as soon as the honeymoon ended. It was about ten years ago that I was thinking about leaving Dave when I met Shawn. Shawn was a senior executive in the company I worked for at the time. Shawn overwhelmed me. He was tall and quite well-built; very handsome and very powerful. I was amazed when he took an interest in me and my career. I grew up in the upper mid-west, so I never had much exposure to black men growing up. I had no idea they were so attracted to white women, especially blond white women, but I've learned that they are very attracted to me.

I easily fell in love with Shawn, even though he never said he loved me or gave me any reason to believe he would ever love me. As he told me the first night we were together, he wanted to own me, nothing less, but nothing more. He thought I would be an interesting toy, but he had all the women he wanted and he would never give up his freedom. He just wanted me as his white breeding slut. I had never heard the term before, but I still get wet when he calls me that, which he does whenever he fucks me. He fucks me a lot.

As we lay in bed the first time Shawn fucked me, he told me how it would be. I was to stop fucking Dave. If my husband left me, that was not Shawn's concern, but he wanted me to have only black cock in my cunt, black sperm in my womb and black children in my family. I would fuck Shawn's black friends whenever he told me to, which would be often. I was to stop using birth control immediately, so I would breed black children as soon and as often as possible. I told Shawn that I didn't know if I could conceive any children, since I had been trying to get pregnant with Dave, but he told me not to worry, black sperm was much more potent than white sperm and I would have many beautiful black children. But I would never know who the father was, because as his white slut, I would be fucking more black men than I could count, and I would surely get pregnant...and I did.

I didn't get pregnant right away. Shawn had me transferred to his department and we traveled together often, usually just the two of us. We traveled a lot in those days, and he treated me like the perfect business companion in front of clients and colleagues, and like the perfect white breeding slut at night. We went to clubs in the rougher parts of cities all over the country, and wherever we went, Shawn treated me like his property. I would fuck black men in toilet stall, suck them in alleys, get fingered in cabs and get gang-banged by actual gangs at parties. I have more black cock than I can ever count, and so many of them could be the father of my children.

After I got pregnant, I decided it would be difficult to explain the black baby to my co-workers, so I left the company and moved to another neighborhood just after my son was born. We moved again after Dana was born a few years later and my husband decided to stay with me and raise them as his own, telling the neighbors that we adopted, which I'm sure no one believes. He likes the fact that I am another man's slut and once in a while he gets to watch me fuck black men. I know he'd like to fuck me, but the idea of fucking him is unimaginable to me now.

I started my own company when Jake was born, and it's been a lot of work, but very successful. I travel quite a bit, mostly in the deep dark South, and in each town I have a black man who owns me, who fucks me and treats me like his white breeding slut, just as Shawn does at home. This weekend I'm in Houston, owned by Howard and tonight we're going to a party.