Holiday Sex at her boyfriend’s family dinner!

Ebony queen gets holiday sex from her boyfriend’s stepdad.

I actually wanted to be home having hot holiday sex. However, with the holiday season in full swing, I found myself at my boyfriend Caleb’s family’s house for a holiday dinner. Caleb and I are sort of an odd pair. I happen to be a sexy ebony goddess who has been known to make men stumble over their own feet. My boyfriend Caleb, on the other hand, is a sweet guy with deep pockets, but he’s always been a bit insecure. Especially about his… well, let’s just say I give him quite a bit of Small penis humiliation in our personal life.  This was the second time I’d met his mom and stepdad, so I was ready to have a good night with them.  Caleb was nothing like his step-dad. The way his mom was smiling ear to ear, it must have been something she knew that we didn’t.

As we sat at the dinner table eating, laughing, and telling old stories, I couldn’t help but notice the way Caleb’s step-dad, Marcus’s, cock was lying on his thigh in his khakis. Marcus was a vision of pure masculinity.  He had broad shoulders, I imagined my legs dangling over.  He had a chiseled jaw that I could see my ebony pussy juice making shine after tasting me. However, the bulge in his pants simply made my mouth water. I glanced over at Caleb, thinking about his small frame and even smaller dick, and it became clear why his mom had traded up. Holiday sex with Marcus was beginning to be a theme in my thoughts that night.

Drinks by the fireplace.

As the snow began to fall at a steady rate outside, we decided to spend the night at Caleb’s mom’s and Marcus’s place until the roads cleared up.  After dinner, we all moved into the living room for drinks. The fire crackled in the fireplace, casting a warm glow over the room. Caleb and his mom had been so engrossed in a conversation that they left Marcus and me alone. When Marcus handed me a glass of wine, his fingers brushed against mine, and it sent a jolt of electricity through me. “You’re even more beautiful up close,” Marcus said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through my ebony pussy. I couldn’t help but smile. “And you’re not so bad yourself,” I replied, my eyes roaming down to his crotch before meeting his gaze again. He chuckled and said, “You’re not like other girls, are you, Camille?”

I leaned in, with my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, “I think you know exactly what kind of girl I am, Marcus.” The sexual tension between us was thick, and I could feel the heat radiating off his body.  He leaned back and drank my body in with his eyes, and I knew he would give me the holiday sex I was craving. We quickly finished our drinks; our conversation flowed as easily as the wine. Before I knew it, everyone else had gone to bed, leaving Marcus and me in the living room alone. Marcus stood up and held out his hand to me. “Come with me,” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Holiday sex time

He led me to the couch, his hands immediately began roaming over my ebony body, and exploring every curve and dip. I moaned as his fingers found my hard ebony nipples. He began tweaking them through the thin fabric of my dress. “You like that, don’t you?” he growled, his lips leaving kisses that trailed down my neck. “I love it,” I breathed, arching my back to press my ass against his hard dick. He grinned as his hands slid down to my ass and squeezed. “I want to fuck you, Camille. I want to feel that tight ebony pussy wrapped around my cock.” My ebony pussy was throbbing with need. “Yes, Marcus. I want you to fuck me. Please.”  His cock and my pussy were both in the mood for holiday sex.

Marcus stood up and unbuckled his belt while his eyes were glued to me. I watched him unzip his pants, and his cock, which was long and thick, and hard, sprang free. My mouth and ebony pussy watered at the sight of it, and I licked my lips, eager to taste him.  But Marcus had other holiday sex plans. He turned me around, bending me over the arm of the couch, and had my ass in the air. I could feel him pressing against my ebony pussy, with his cock teasing my entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned, sliding his cock into. I moaned out loud. The sensation of him filling me completely was overwhelming. He set a punishing pace, as his hips slapping against my ebony ass, his cock was hitting that sweet spot inside me with every thrust.

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