The Black Tax Man

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BBCin714

The Black Tax Man

Unread post by BBCin714 » Sat May 09, 2009 1:33 pm

Good Afternoon Everyone,

Thank you for allowing me to join your forum. I decided to post a roleplaying scenario I wrote shortly before we all got taken by Uncle Sam...

It's almost April 15th, and you have to get your taxes done. You call, and I come to your door, dressed in a suit and tie, with briefcase full of tax information and paperwork. We sit in the living room and you show me some paperwork on the coffee table. Your wife comes in with refreshments and gives a cunning smile, making sure I have a nice view of her ample breasts. As we go over the paperwork, you notice your wife admiring my package through my slacks. You know she has a thing for black cock, so you sit back and watch. She begins to stroke my shaft to full thickness while I am reviewing your statements. I inform you that I can save you a lot of money, and that you won't be paying Uncle Sam through the nose this year. You are very pleased with this, and enquire about payment arrangements for my services. Your wife looks over to you with a glimmer in her eye, and you give her a nod of approval. She reaches between my legs and takes my hard black cock out of my trousers and wraps her lips around it. You are excited to see her suck my cock deep into her throat, and sip your drink as she envelopes my dick with her mouth. I unbutton her blouse to reveal her supple breasts and caress her breasts and nipples while removing her bra. She is still bent over with her head between my legs, and you notice her panties are moist. You take off her panties so you can smell her wetness, and so I can taste her juices from my fingertips. I place her on her back lying on the couch and lick the love nectar from her loins. You can see her arousal as I lick her clit and finger her slowly. She lays back with her head over the armrest so she can gaze into your eyes as I suck the sweet juices from her warm pussy. When she can no longer stand it, she climbs aboard my hard shaft and rides my cock like a stallion. She straddles my manhood as her body writhes in pleasure. I hold her firm bouncing breasts as she rides into orgasm. As she is shuddering, I turn her over so I can mount her from behind. While holding her hips, I thrust deeply into her as she moans. I shoot my load all over her round ass while she looks at you with gratitude, knowing that you are allowing her to fulfill her desires once again. She departs from the room to freshen up and you inform me that you do not want to be in this tax situation in the future. You would like me to come over once a month or so and review the financial statements. Sometimes you will be there, sometimes you will not. You may be watching from across the room, you may be up close and personal. You may be out golfing, entertaining a client, or away on business, but your wife will always leave the moist panties on the dresser to remind you, and thank you for allowing her to indulge in her cravings...

While this story is fiction, I would like to hear any input anyone has to offer. Have a great weekend.

dsb_3

Re: The Black Tax Man

Unread post by dsb_3 » Mon Jun 29, 2009 6:48 pm

great story...luv the bull perspective

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