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White Plus Black[ Warning: If the topic of ‘interracial sexual relations’ bothers you—DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER! If, on the other hand, this is a topic you are not bothered by, or are even enthusiastic about, or merely curious about, then read on! ]After working all day, and after Abdullah had attended to the various needs of his family (two wives, and nine c***dren), he was now setting outside in the cooling air thinking about the recent message he had received from the young European married couple he had agreed to father a baby with, now nearly eight months earlier. The light from his phones screen illuminated Abdullah’s dark African features as his eyes scanned the text. Everything was going as perfect as could be hoped for with his baby as it grew and grew inside Mara’s womb (the wife of Tomas, Mara’s husband). They had even included a number of photographs of Mara’s undeniably pregnant belly as the weeks and months had gone by; and seeing this had pleased Abdullah very much.In some ways, even after eight months had gone by, and he knew that Mara was very definitely carrying his c***d, Abdullah still felt like it was like a dream—and yet, he knew that it was anything but that. He had impregnated another man’s wife; and, what was all the more dream-like, he had done so at the direct encouragement of her husband!Abdullah already had nine other c***dren between his two wives. There had been no need to make another; and yet, when it came right down to it, the offer to impregnate Tomas’ wife had been too great of an offer to pass up; and so he had done so; and it had been the most incredible experience of his 43 years of life. At first, yes, the situation had felt awkward, but Tomas had gone to great lengths to assure Abdullah that getting Mara pregnant was exactly what both he, and Mara wanted very much.Abdullah put his phone into his shirt pocket and remained diyarbakır escort setting outside in the slowly cooling air as his mind replayed, for the thousandth time, the memories he had stored away of that first, frantic, and lust-fueled afternoon that he took Mara to bed and fucked her, and fucked her as if it might be the last time he’d ever have such an opportunity—and, in spite of the fact that Tomas remained there in their hotel room with them, his presence had not interfered in the least with the sex he and Mara had had together. Strangely, but the fact that Tomas had remained there and watched them in silence (taking pictures), Abdullah had felt emboldened all the more to give that young, beautiful white married woman (of only 23) the best fucking that he could give her.After words, he and Mara had remained together in the hotel room bed. She wanted him to stay. She didn’t want him to just rush off after words; and as Tomas remained in the room with them, Abdullah had enjoyed the hugging, the kissing, the further caresses that he and Mara indulged in together. It surprised him at how Tomas had acted so calm and relaxed. He’d just witnessed his beautiful young wife having incredibly passionate sex with another man (and an older African man, at that); he had also witnessed his wife eagerly taking the seed of another man into her pussy with the full intention of becoming pregnant by having done so; and yet, there had been not the slightest sign of regret, or jealousy. Yet another thing that had surprised Abdullah about Tomas’ reactions, was that rather than engaging in sex with Mara after words, he had masturbated; and he had ejaculated his seed into a wad of toilet paper! What was more remarkable still, Tomas’ had fulshed it down the toilet! It had been truly remarkable; and Abdullha and enjoyed düzce escort himself immensely because of it. How could he have done, and felt, otherwise?He had been well aware that a growing number of white European women, and white married couples as well, had been seeking out ‘interracial relations’ with African men. He had frequently visited on-line porn sites, and chat sites, that seemed to focus on such themes even before he’d met Tomas and Mara, but he’d never dreamed that such a thing would ever be anything other than a fantasy for him—but he had been proven wrong on that once he and Tomas had begun to chat back and forth on-line together. As he had laid next to Tomas’ wife after they had fucked that first time, kissing her, and letting his dark chocolate colored fingers freely roam and explore this beautiful European woman’s soft and pale flesh…the surreal quality had lingered in the back of his mind.Now, almost eight months later, he was the father of a tenth c***d! Of course, he had never told his two wives anything of what he had done with Tomas’ wife while he had been away from Zambia working as a day laborer. Though they tended to be submissive to him, as their culture expected them to be, they would have made his life hell had they known that he had fathered a c***d with another woman that was not his own wife. Had Mara been Abdullah’s wife, officially, things would have been different, of course. His other two wives would have seen it as his right, and even his duty as her husband, to bring yet another c***d into the world—but Mara was Tomas’ wife. NOT HIS. To explain to his other wives that he was merely ‘doing a favor’ to this young European married couple by getting Mara pregnant (as they both had wanted him to do) would not have been convincing to either of them; and so they would never edirne escort know his secret impregnation! Only he and Tomas and Mara, would know the truth.Abdullah stayed setting in the cooling darkness for a long time replaying the events that had transpired between he and this young European married couple; and especially with the fact that Mara was pregnant with HIS c***d (not Tomas’), made him both happy, excited, proud, and yes, a little wistful; because he would likely never be able to see his tenth c***d, ‘in the flesh’, as they say. It was a bitter/sweet sensation, and yet he did not regret having impregnated Mara. He’d never regret participating in the miracle of bring yet another human life into the world, even if those around him in his culture condemned his as a bad man, and an unfaithful husband. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his wives, nor the c***dren they had also borne him. He did love them, in his own way—but he had found it impossible, as a Muslim, and as a man, to pass up the opportunity that Tomas had originally offered him in getting Mara pregnant. He knew he’d never get a chance like that again. It had been astronomical that he and Tomas had ever met up on-line to begin with. That had, itself, been something of a miracle as well, when he stopped and thought back on it. Perhaps it had been (somehow) ordained that he should father a baby with Mara? After all, God often worked in ways that humans couldn’t fathom. Right? It helped Abdullah view what he had done in a favorable light when he viewed it that way. Who knew? But maybe, maybe the c***d that he and Mara had made together on that hotel room bedietly, was destined for some sort of greatness that was obscured at the present moment? Yes. That was perfectly possible. So, his sperm had maybe been ‘guided’ into Mara’s womb for a divine purpose. That thought made him feel all the more happy! After another moment, he got up and went into his house, and in the darkness he undressed and he laid down next to one of his wives, who was sleeping quietly; unaware that her husband’s sperm was busily growing a tenth c***d—only inside of another man’s wife; and who lived far to the north of where they were.The End

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