Cheating With My Personal Trainer

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***Script Starts Here***

Hello?  Hello Darryl?  It’s Jenna.  I’m sorry to call you so early but I’m wondering if you might still be available for our regular fitness training session today?  [Pause]. I know, I know...I canceled this one... but only because it’s my birthday and I thought my husband might have made some plans for us to go out today.  [Pause] No, that didn’t happen.  Listen, I could *really* use a good workout right now.  [Pause] You can?  Great!  [Pause] Sure a half hour later than usual is fine.  I’ll leave the front door to the house unlocked and you can meet you in my yoga studio.

[Later that morning]

Oh, hi Darryl. Thank you so much for coming over.  I knew I could count on you.

I look great?!  Oh thank you...  I guess all this hard work you’ve beeen putting into me is paying off.  [Pause]  Yeah, I guess this outfit isn’t leaving much to the imagination, but it’s less restrictive and cuts down on laundry later.  I didnt want to parade around the big house in black thong panties and a cut-off shirt.  The gardeners or neighbors might see me.  Thats why I had you meet me up here.  [Pause]. Lol...  Don’t worry, it’s not like I haven’t caught you staring at my ass before.  At least now you’ll have something to see.

It is a little awkward with you being fully dressed and all, perhaps you could at take off your shirt so that we both have something to look at.  Those huge, beautiful black muscles shouln’t be caged by clothing. Besides, it’ll inspire me to have an even better workout.  [Sounding sad] ...I could use a little inspiration today. [Pause]

No, I’m okay.  Just a little sad and also angry.  Listen, we’ve known each other for a long time and it’s important to me that you know what I’m going through... [long pause] Eric is cheating on me!  No, it’s true...I’ve caught him secretly texting and then he pretends he wasn’t.  He even did it last night in bed!  Today he said he had to go into the office, but when I called he wasn’t there.  His boss said he took today off.

I thought he was different from all the other rich, preppy, mamma’s boys that had life handed to them on a silver platter.  Working out..perfecting their tans...calling their brokers...hanging out with their drinking buddies...and chasing every last skirt they see! [Starts to cry]

I didn’t ask for this mansion, or this luxury lifestyle!  I justed wanted a nice guy who could love a shy girl from the Midwest who valued love, respect, and commitment above all else.  That’s all I wanted.  [Cries harder] He knew that!  He promised! For God’s sake, he took my virginity and now has me trapped in a cage!  [Pause]

I appreciate you trying to cheer me up.  But I’m serious when I say that I’m trapped.  He made me sign a prenup before we got married that says I don’t get a thing if we divorce within the first five years!  It’s only been two.  [Pause]. I’m not the one who wanted me to stop working!  But how am I going to explain the gap on my resume? ...and I can’t exactly get a marine biology job around here! I’m fucked.  That bastard can fuck everything that walks and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it!

Yeah, I know...I should have had a lawyer look at it before I signed it, but I was in love and didn’t imagine this could happen.

I’ve been thinking through my options today and I don’t plan to confront him yet.  I think my best option is to let his little 3-inch pin dick get me pregnant, as awful as that sounds.  You see, there is a clause that terminates the prenup if I have a baby.  So as soon as the baby is born, I can divorce him on the spot and get half of everything.  That’s the best revenge I can think of.

What?  Yeah, a baby.  I’ve got the prenup right over here.  I was studying it earlier today. [Pause]  Nope, it clearly states...yadda, yadda, yadda..”in the event the second party has a baby before any other clause terminates this agreement, both parties will be entitled to half of all assets and the rest of this agreement will be null and void.”

Wait, why are you smiling?  This is serious!, I exclaim as I playfully punch you in the arm... *it felt like I hit a concrete wall, and I was immediately thankful that I didn’t punch you any harder*  [Pause]. You say *you* can think of a better revenge?  [Pause] Fucking you?!  You’re telling me that as long as he doesn’t find out about us and divorce me, then I *can* cheat too.  [Long Pause]. I guess you’re right but it’s not great revenge if he doesn’t find out.

What do you mean we can tell him about it after *our* baby is born?  [Pause]. No, you’re right, the prenup does say I have to have “a baby,” not specifically “his baby!”  [Pause] Wow, you’re a genius!!!   He’ll think the baby is his until it’s born-—that’s when it’ll be obvious that the baby is *not* his.  But at that point it’ll be too late for him to do anything about it.  Within minutes he’ll learn he’s not a father, that I’ve been cheating with a black man, that I’m divorcing him, and that he has lost half his assets!  I’m sure his stuck up, racist family will be there for the occasion too!  Now that *is* a better revenge idea!

I’ve never been as fucking horny as I am right now. Darryl, I haven’t been with a big, strong man like you-—a man who knows what he wants and what I need.  But you have no idea how often I’ve dreamt about it—-dreamt about you, if I’m honest.  I’m soooo wet for you right now.  If we’re gonna make a baby, I should tell you that I’m ovulating today.  You lean over and pull me towards you, kissing me with desire.

Darryl, will you carry me to the master bedroom? [Pause] You slide your muscular arms beneath my back and legs, lifting me up and bringing me across the hall and into the large bedroom.  Seeing the king-size bed, you gently lay me on one side of it.  Oh no, Darryl...the other side please.  I want us to have our fun on *his* side of the bed.  You flash a mischievous smile and carry me around to the other side.  You hover over my tiny body as you lean in for a kiss.  Pinning me against the headboard of the master bed, you lock me in a passionate embrace.  As our tongues intertwine, you lift up my shirt revealing my braless C-cup tits and pink, swollen nipples.  You give each a squeeze and I let out a muffled moan as you slide one hand down to my sopping wet pussy.

I break our kiss and ask you to slow down.  I tell you that I want to admire you for a moment.  Sitting up, with you standing next to the bed, I reach out to the waistband of your shorts and savor pulling them down over your chiseled legs.  The bulge in your underwear is undeniable as your package strains to break free.  Licking my lips seductively, I slide my wedding ring hand inside the waistband of your underwear and begin to pull them down.  It becomes clear that it will take two hands for me to get them over your thick, black cock. Once I do, I momentarily lose my breath.  I’m face to face with a full, uncut cock for the first time ever.  My eyes widen with surprise.  Wow, you're huge!  Not only is your uncut cock as thick as a beer can, but it must be over eight inches long and not even hard yet!  I’ve never seen an uncut cock, and certainly nothing close to this size!

You know I shouldn’t do this, I'm still a married woman despite everything. [Pause] You almost laugh...hearing my attempt at faithfulness given the circumstances.  You tell me that we can stop if I really want to.  I respond by grabbing your hardening cock.

Even without the cheating husband, you knew you would conquer me.  The baby and future payday are just icing on the cake.

You take control. You tell me to suck your cock like the naughty girl I am.  I feel a submissive thrill shoot down my spine. I squeeze your black cock harder, marveling at the contrast it makes against my pale hands. I find that I can’t wrap my fingers around your full girth, so I use two hands to begin pumping your cock.  Everything feels so right—the contrast, the size, even the cheating. I lower my face and retract your foreskin with my wedding-ring hand.  I kiss the mushroom-like ebony cockhead before popping it into my warm, wet mouth. You groan in pleasure as you grip the back of my head.  My first few attempts get barely halfway down your thick black shaft as I coat it with saliva.  Determined to suck your cock deeper, I relax my jaw and work the tip of your cock all the way back into my throat. I gag repeatedly as I struggle to get your manhood past my tonsils. I slide my tongue underneath the tip as you push my head further down your shaft. I whimper, fighting the urge to repel the invading weapon.  I have never deepthroated my husband.  Despite the enormously greater challenge, I made up mind that I would give you this “first”.  I pull back my head and start taking headlong plunges—managing another fraction of an inch each time.  With my throat raw with pain and bulging outward, my lips finally sink all the way to the root. Your balls slap against my face in victory. I bob several times until I feel your balls tightening against my face.  I know you are about to cum.  But despite what children are often told, babies aren’t found in mommy’s tummy.  I need you to hold back and save that seed.  I push against your muscled legs as I slide you out of my throat.

I need you to fuck me.

Overcoming any apprehension about fitting your horse cock in my tight little pussy, I beg you to mount me.  I’ll have to figure out later how to explain my stretched pussy to Eric.  I’ll need him to fuck me during the next few days to preserve the narrative that he’s the father of the baby that will be born in nine months.  For fun, maybe I’ll even risk having him eat me out tonight as a birthday present to me.  I wonder if he’d notice that my pussy is slicker or tastes any different. It has been a few months since he’s gone down on me, so maybe I could get away with it.

You position your body above my petite frame and prepare to take what’s yours.  I feel the walls of my pussy give way to the enormous invader.  You are kind and resist plunging deep in one fell swoop.  Instead, you work a little deeper each time, using my well-lubricated cunt to glide your way towards my cervix.  Soon your black cock is buried to the hilt and your cum-filled balls are smacking against my ass.  You keep your cock pressed deep while grinding your pelvis into me.  Soon I am babbling incoherently. Oh God...don’t stop...yes..yes..fuck this dirt..y whore...shoot your bab...ies... into my wo..mb!  You press the full weight of your body into mine with each jarring thrust of your cock.

As my orgasm takes over, I feel the overwhelming need to exclaim that I love black cock.  I’ve never fel...  You’re so much bett....oh, ohh,  *orgasm washes over me*. As my legs and pussy clamp down on your rod, I feel your cock begin powerful spasms deep inside my fertile womb.

We collapse together intertwined on the bed as we recover from the overwhelming experience.  Your softening cock is still inside me and big enough to prevent any sperm from escaping my unprotected womb.  We lay like this for a few minutes.  You promised me a great workout and I’d say you delivered. [laughs].

You whisper that we are not even close to finished.  You tell me that I owe you some more “firsts.”  The next one is me on my knees with you fucking me like a dog—-like a bitch.  Your powerful voice combined with my visualizing the naughty act sends more shivers of submission down my spine. [Pause]

I hear a text arrive on my phone next to the bed.  I decide to reach over and check it in case it’s my husband telling me he is on the way home.  While I do, you pick up my other hand and stretch out my fingers. You slip my wedding ring off and reach down and slide it into my cum-filled pussy...a look of triumph on your face.

Oh, it’s just my sister texting me.  Hmm...she says she thought a lot about it and has something she needs to tell me.  Something that I might as well know now.   ***That whore!  Is she the one cheating with my husband!?***

Wait...she’s typing again...she says...Eric is throwing me a surprise birthday party tonight and invited everyone.  She feels bad telling me because he has been planning it for weeks, but she knows I don’t like surprises.  [Long pause.]. Oh my..oh my god!...What have I done?!