As I told you in the first part because of circumstances I found myself being fucked by my African neighbour.As I said I think it was a shock to both of us,The hardest part was as we live in the same house we had to bump into each other alone and with our respective partners.

We both seemed to be handling the situation well and acting like it had never happened,as I admitted at the time although I have never been attracted to black men the sex was amazing and when alone I used to think about what happened.I admit at these times I actually felt slightly jealous of his wife.Well we kept up what I now know was pretence for a month, until we bumped into each other and he said come in we have to talk.I did think this is how it happened before but still went in.He sat down and said look I can’t stop thinking about what happened that day.I tried to be sensible and say we just have to try to put it from our minds,as we both have partners we are happy with.

He agreed and added that’s easier said than done.my heart was pumping as I knew exactly where he was coming from,I admit even after all I had said it was I that leant over and kissed him.I think we both knew where this was going only this time things moved a lot slower he led me to the bedroom and we both undressed I sat on the bed and he came towards me so I could take him into my mouth.I was honest enough to admit last time I love giving oral,just for a second it crossed my mind how turned on he got when last time I let him cum in my mouth and swallowed his cum.but that soon passed as he moved me onto the bed and returned the favour.God his tongue was as good as his dick.I could hear myself saying now as he moved up and guided himself into me,I could only whimper as he began to fuck me it felt like my head was about to explode as he once again planted his seed deep into me only this time we just laid back getting our breaths back.This is where the strangest thing happened as I lay in his black arms.I actually become quite turned on by the sight of our different skin colours.I felt his erection growing and this time straddled him,as I moved my body onto his erect penis and began riding him I can clearly remember thinking and maybe saying as well I want your baby at that moment I truly meant it,But that may be because I knew I was protected.I heard him saying I am cumming and pushed myself down on him so he could fill my pussy with his seed again.

Obviously as risky as it is this has now become a regular thing whenever the chance arises.I kid myself that I am having the best of both worlds as I have a black and white cock under the same roof.But the reality is I am playing a dangerous game.Simply because although I know it can never happen for obvious reasons every time we fuck I really do want his baby.It’s got to the point where when I am out if I see a young girl with a mixed race baby I get a pang of jealousy inside.

Having said that I have no intention of leaving my partner or coming off the pill.but will confess to believing if in the remote chance I did fall pregnant and it would be a 50/50 chance it could be my boyfriends.I would not even consider a termination.If anything I would want it to be my lovers,even with all the problems a mixed race baby would bring.

But at the moment I am just enjoying the situation I am in.